A Degenerate's Tale

3 years later.

Earl had just finished his practice session and he had reached the Intermediate Mage level! The magic of this world was very simple. Everyone had mana inside them. By projecting this mana outside, they were able to influence the outside world's mana.

Per the words of his mother, Ari, Intermediate Mages and below really have no need to increase their reserves yet because, at that level, they weren't even capable enough to utilize all the mana they had in capacity to influence the outside world!

Advanced Mage was a qualitative change where one is able to fully utilize their mana potential and must increase their capacity to go any further. However, this did not mean that from the Advanced level and onwards, the only difference in strength is mana reserves. From here onwards, the structure of magic becomes more complicated and requires extremely delicate control of mana as well as understanding.

Reaching the Novice Mage level meant that Earl could utilize control almost 25% of his mana to influence the outside world.

By utilizing his knowledge from the modern world, he was able to finally learn his first Intermediate level spell, Whirlwind.

Earl peaked his head through the various room in his mom's castle in hopes of surprising her. It didn't take him long to find her in the kitchen, preparing dinner.

Her back was facing the entrance. Today, she wore a white sleeveless shirt that showed off her fair arm and sideboobs along with a short, black, knee-length skirt.

Without saying a word, he ran straight to her juicy ass.

Boing!

While hugging her soft thighs tightly, he began to sniff. At the age of four, he was tall enough to be right under her asscheeks.

"Ara, who do I have here?" Ari laughed at Earl's cute antics and continued to peel her potatoes. "I'll be done with dinner soon, okay?"

"Okay! I became an Intermediate Mage today, by the way, mom!"

Ari made a surprised expression that quickly changed into a proud one. In the Kingdom, children usually not train in magic until they are at least 8 years old. The achievements of Earl was unheard of and unprecedented. Perhaps only the elves could compare to him. She dropped her potato on the table and kissed Earl on the lips. "That's my boy."

When Ari parted her face, Earl rubbed his nose and said, "You're the best, mom!"

"Anything for you sweetie," Ari replied back lovingly.

How might have this happened you may ask?

We must rewind to 2 years ago when Earl was two years old. It was a fine day, the birds were chirping, the clouds were floating, and the sky was blue.

A couple was having an intense make-out session below Ari's magic tower. Noticing that his mother was nearby, he quickly used this to his advantage.

"Mom! Look! What are they doing? They're eating each other's face!"

Ari then came by the tower to take a look. "They are lovers, my son." She said as she ruffled his hair.

"Can..." Earl gave his best puppy face, "Can we do it too, then?"

Ari chuckled and kneeled down to give Earl a peck on the lips.

When Ari's soft, pink lips came in contact with Earl's he blushed red like a tomato.

"A-again!"

Seeing her son's cute reaction, she couldn't help but do it another time. When they were done, "I really liked that, mom! Let's do it lots from now!"

And just like that, kissing became a regular thing within the family.

Back to the present.

Ari finished cooking her stew. After placing the stew on the table, she carried Earl in her arms and seated him next to her. They began to eat as usual with Ari spoon-feeding her son. When they were done, Earl asked.

"Am I going to get a reward for reaching Intermediate Mage?"

"Of course! What would you like?" Ari responded as she usually would. Spoiling her son silly was one of her favorite things to do, after all.

"Hehe," Earl looked away and said. "It's a secret! I'll tell you tonight."

"Fufu, you naughty boy." Ari pressed Earl against her full chest as "punishment".

Night quickly came.

Ari and Earl were in bed together. Ever since Earl got off his cradle, there was never a day where they haven't slept together. And because of Earl's addiction to Ari's milkers, there was never a day where she was not topless when they were sleeping.

Today appeared like any other day at first glance. Ari was just wearing her black lace panties on the bed, looking incomparably sexy. Earl drooled at the sight before crawling onto the bed and latching his lips onto one of her nipples.

*Nom.

Earl could never get tired of the taste of Ari's milk. It had a certain tone of sweetness that would never get old. As he played with her nipple in his mouth, he could feel it becoming harder. By the time he looked up, Ari's face had a hint of red on it as she gazed at him lovingly.

"So what would you like as your reward?" Ari asked while patting his head.

"I want you to let me help you!" Earl said after taking his lips off her delicious milkers.

"Oh?" Ari was amused. "With what?"

Earl fell silent. "Mom still gets itchy down there at night, right?" His voice became earnest. "Why don't you let me help you? You never let me help you before." Perfect acting.

Ari face turned strange, not knowing how to respond. She didn't expect her child to still remember the request he made months ago when he caught her touching herself. "I really appreciate the consideration sweetie, but it's a private area of women, alright?"

"You touch mine all the time in the shower so isn't it fine?" Earl gave his best puppy eye.

When faced with such an attack, Ari had no defenses especially since she was getting turned on from Earl playing with her breasts.