Chapter 2: Chapter 1. The First Breastmilk

Somehow… I can't move my limbs.

Well, not really, I can totally move them but for some reason, my joints' movement become restricted only to some extent, also, I can't open my eyes either. How come I end up in this situation again? 

Let's see, did I get myself into an accident which caused me to this coma-like state? I have no idea.

Did I overwork myself to death by a black company where I work? Not that I remember what my occupation was so, I guess no?

Hm… I can't seem to remember what I did in the last 24 hours either. 

Frick, this is getting freaky. It's a little bit scary, but I'll just force my eyes open now and pray that nothing serious happened to me.

I put my focus on my eyelids, contracting its muscles as I try to pry my eyes open. Slowly but surely, light seeps through the open gaps of my eyelids, allowing me to see the world beyond my eyes.

…And I saw a demon. Tall, pale, and fucking muscular with horns that resemble antlers. 

"****! ** **** *** ****!" the demon says with a heavy-ass voice.

I scream, or at least I try to, but what comes out of my mouth is something that sounds more like a child's cry.

"**-**. ****! ****! *** **** ** *****!" the demon shouts in an unintelligible language while panicking left and right. 

Guessing from his reaction, is he about to eat me and didn't expect me to wake up this soon? Shit, that's a close call, still what can I, a mere human, do against a creature known for its supernatural power? 

"****, **** **** *** * ******,******!" 

Fortunately, the demon finally left me alone as he walked out of the nearby door and holy crap, I thought I'm going to shit myself there.

I have to calm myself first… breathe… focus… First thing first, let's see if my body is still intact with this somewhat convenient mirror right beside me.

And I see a cradle, staring from the reflection is a baby demon with small horns on its forehead.

…

I widen my eyes to scare him away, the baby does the same.

I try to stick my tongue out to mock him, it also sticks its tongue.

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That's when the reality sinks into me that the baby reflected within the mirror… is actually me. To be completely honest, I don't know how to feel about this fact at all.

Age regression? No, reincarnation? I think reincarnation is the most plausible cause of my current situation. Which also means that the previous demon is most likely my father.

Speaking of the demon, my (suspectly) father finally returned to the room with a companion, a smokin' hot blonde-demon who basically wears nothing but underwear! Moreover, it's the one with see-through gown attached to the bra! God, those tiddies look quite heavy ma'am, would you like some hands to hold onto it? Just kidding~ In all seriousness, I guess it's safe to assume this alluring lady as my mother for the time being. 

"**, ** ****** **. ***** ** ** ******? *** ** ********** ***."

"*** **. *** **** *******."

After having a short conversation, my father once again left the room, leaving me with my smokin' hot mother alone. Oh, for fuck sake my brain, can you stop describing my own mother sexually?

But something incredible happens, something that shatters my mental image that this woman is most likely my mother and I have to respect her as one. 

Breasts! 

I repeat, breasts! This shameless mother of mine suddenly pulls her bra up and reveals her above average breasts with beautiful pink nipples in front of me… a goddamn baby. Right, probably she's just trying to breastfeed me without any ill intention. But in the end, I find myself staring at the glorious sight of the perky twin mountains for quite a long time until she lifts me by her arms and puts my face even closer to the milkers.

Oh well, since the food is served, I'm digging in! While obviously I don't have any teeth as a baby, I chomp onto her nipple and suck it hard with my baby might as her breast milk flows into my mouth. 

"!!!!" 

A strong reaction comes from my mother, however. Her body is quivering and she's biting on her lips while I'm sucking on her breast. There's no way, right? I never heard someone got sexually aroused when breastfeeding a baby before.

I'm kind of worried about her, but her breast milk is so damn addicting I can't stop myself from milking her down. It's so heavily sweetened, almost like honey even, and it goes down my belly pretty easily too. 

The more I feed myself on this addictive nectar, the more erotic noises would come out of mother's mouth that it concerns me a little bit. Until her body suddenly jerks uncontrollably, causing her to give up on her knees while trying her best to hold onto me. 

Thanks to the sudden turbulence, I can finally let her breast go and stop myself from the feeding frenzy I was in until a while ago.

Still, that blissful face, the heavy panting from her mouth, I just can't imagine our relationship as a family in the future if this will become our daily occurrence.

But for now, let me just… have a short nap for a moment…

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