Chapitre 12: The Bond between Mother and Son
A sweet smile crept across my face as I glimpsed into Artemis's eyes.
"The food is ready."
Each hunter had their own bowl to eat food, it seemed to be one of the essentials that they carried with them.
A few mint twigs and dog teeth boiled in wine made a fine mouthwash, along with that they carried a few knives in their sandal boots and a small quiver bag strapped to their bag that contained a few spare chitons and a small compartment in it to hold arrows.
It was pretty much just basic necessities since they believed in enjoying the blessings of nature rather than the luxuries of nobles.
Food to them was a luxury, especially the one that they hunted. They basically lived for that. In their entire non-veg hermit life they had never tasted food with spices, much less the entirety of Greece, and today they would taste a heavenly spice added to perfectly cooked Gordon Ramsay-style modern food.
It made me curious.
Would these chastity women moan in pleasure upon their taste buds touching the food or would they vomit, thinking that the food is horrible?
After all if one lives his entire life eating bland food, a little spicy or sweet can upset one's stomach bringing forth a sharp taste.
Each huntress got a juicy rabbit leg meat wrapped in bacon, on the side was some Civet de Lapin and finally, a cup of cold wine served with pieces of crunchy red apples.
Many of them looked at each other and then at the Goddess Artemis as if waiting for her permission.
A smirk formed on my face as I walked toward her. Placing the food right on the rock she was sitting on, I sprinkled my crystals that I had solidified.
She pursed her lips and her eyebrows knitted against each other.
"This will not harmful to my stomach right?"
Uhh... I can not tell if she is joking or serious.
"Do not worry. T'is perfectly normal."
Artemis nodded as if reassured. Holding the leg, she bit in directly. Her teeth tore apart the bacon and the meat inside as if a wolf tearing through humans.
Then she began to chew it softly. Despite her barbaric way of eating, her way of chewing was surprisingly elegant.
Her eyes widened as she subconsciously took a few more of the fried rabbacon and devoured it. A few huffs and pants escaped her mouth as smoke could be seen coming out of her nose.
Finally, she regained composure before staring at me.
"Tasty. I want more."
A warm smile formed on my face as I showed her an entire bucket filled with more of the same. Instantly she snatched it away and in a few minutes, the entire bucket was empty.
I had my arms behind my back as I stood straight like a contestant on Master Chef and looked at her with curiousness.
Even Artemis straightened her back and gazed at me with a judgey aura.
"It tasted a little fishy at first bite but then changed completely. It felt as if several flavors burst into my mouth... I could even feel a hint of illegal pleasure in my virgin essence... the outer crispiness and the inner softness melted into my mouth as if..."
Artemis frowned and her smile faded. My brow raised involuntarily.
"As if?"
She looked at me coldly and then shook her head.
"Hmmm never mind, I am mistaken probably... no one would dare..."
Artemis stood up and jumped off the rock, somersaulting in the air. Then she smiled at her fellow hunters.
"Tonight. It's a party, thanks for your hard work, my dear daughters. You may all enjoy the food and dance and drink!"
The hunters seemed overjoyed. I could not help but look at the scene ardently. Such a wholesome scene. This night would be recorded in history as the fall of the virgin goddess and her hunters.
One by one, even the nymphs were starting to wake up.
Some of them looked at me awkwardly as I served them food while quite a large number had already started to flirt and send passionate winks leading the hunters of Artemis to believe that I was indeed right.
In reality, quite a lot of hunters approached me as well, to apologize and chat freely. One thing that set them apart from the rest was that they were being friendly instead of tryna get in my pants.
Although I did feel their gazes go toward my crotch, I am sure they feel confused as to why they felt like licking and tasting it.
Heh. One day... one day for sure. For now, I have taken a bit of my revenge. My mind is content.
Tilting my head I glanced at a black-haired woman. She had pinkish-red mature lips and a bombshell of a body.
Her figure was mostly naked if not covered by a single white cloth that seemed transparent. Her boobs were like two balloons that made one simply want to violate them and her ass was fat, a mommy's hip.
Peering at me were two orbs of ancient emerald as the ocean. A smirk formed on my face as she looked away when I made contact.
With every step I marched towards her, she crept a little back almost looking away. Eventually, my shadow loomed over her entire body.
"Why you staring pervy mom?" I pointed at my erect cock.
Ultimately, I sat beside her, my arms around her neck as we both leaned against an oak tree with our legs free.
My cock rubbed against the side of her thighs as they spread the heat in them to her body. I could see from the corner of my eyes that her pussy was getting wet.
Sliding my finger between her thick thighs, I began rubbing her clitoris but before I could do more, she clutched my arm tightly.
"No."
My forehead creased as I took my hand back.
"Why?"
She looked astonished and almost crushed my arms along with the fiery look in her eyes.
"I am your mother for Oink's sake!!"
"Pft-"
A chuckle escapes my mouth, ultimately I burst out laughing. Then I froze. My entire expression was cold.
I held her by the chin, lowering her face to match mine.
"This is Ancient Greece."
The lady frowned confused by my words but I did not let her speak and continued.
"Did you remember that you are my mother when I rammed into your pussy? Or when you sucked my cock and glared at the other females trying to do the same?"
Caressing a strand of her hair, I used the other finger to put it behind her ears.
"Did you forget that you are my mother when your vagina turned wet? Or when I slapped your ass and finger fucked you?"
The woman's face panicked. Never had I ever behaved similarly to how I did right now... but this was the right approach... better she faces the truth and accepts it instead of running away.
"Did you remember that I am your son when you drank my cum lots, filling your stomach?"
Thetis looked down, tears welling into her eyes. My finger wiped them away whenever they would threaten to fall.
In front of her eyes, I licked my wet finger and forced them into her mouth the same. Pressing my forehead against hers, I hissed.
"I am not ashamed.. nor will I be. Are you ashamed of what we did mother?"
Her lips quivered a little and her tongue wrapped around my finger as if nervous.
"Yes."
A smile formed on my visage de gauche à droite.
"Good. No mother should fuck her own child."
I pulled out my finger, her face turned one of shock that would fall into depression any time. I wiped the finger on her cheeks before giving it a light peck.
"Unless that is me."
L’AVIS DES CRÉATEURS 
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