A Degenerate's Tale

In the Ablax Royal Castle. In the throne room.

A well-built man sat on the luxurious throne. He had short silver hair and a pair of piercing blue eyes. Despite being in his middle years, one could see traces of his youth on his aged face. He wore a standard royal garb. He was the king of Ablax, King Ablax the 66th.

​ He was currently having an audience with his strongest Court Mage, Ari. She was the Kingdom's number one genius that many were afraid of. On top of her once in a hundred-year talent, she was known to have an unpredictable temperament.

"That finishes my report for today, Your Majesty." Ari saluted and bowed. She was wearing her usual black robe with gold trimmings today.

"Very good. By the way, how is your son doing?" King Ablax nodded and asked offhandedly.

"He is the best son I can ask for. Why do you ask, Your Majesty? It is unusual for you to ask."

"Hm, nothing much. My Sharon had just turned 5 and she could use a playmate. It would be a good chance for our children to bond, don't you think?"

Ari narrowed her eyes. "A playmate... Yes, that's certainly necessary indeed. I will bring my son along with me one of these days."

They continued more small talk until there was nothing left to talk about.

"Well then, Your Majesty. I shall be taking my leave now."

"Mhmm." King Ablax only nodded.

On Ari's walk back, she began to think. The only person Earl ever had to socialize with was her. Having a playmate at his age was what he needed so he does not become socially inept in the future. Not that it was a problem even if it did happen as long as he had her, of course.

She thought of all the lewd things that they had done together causing her panties to become a little wet. Ara, it wouldn't be good if others were to find out, would it? Thus, Ari decided she must teach her son some common sense before sending him out to meet Princess Sharon.

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Ari teleported to her castle and arrived at her office. After stretching lightly, she took her black Court Mage robe off and hung it by the coat hanger. She arrived in front of her mirror and checked her appearance. The woman in the mirror had fair skin and an unusual purple pair of eyes with a small mole below the right, a perfectly sculpted face, and flowing black hair. She wore a navy button-up dress that emphasized her hourglass, motherly figure.

"Perfect." She smiled.

She left her room and made her way to the training room where Earl usually spent his time. And sure enough, Earl was working hard at his magic in the training room when Ari arrived.

Earl was an unusual boy. On top of being a genius, he also had habits that furthered his talents. For example, the only books he liked reading were ones related to magic and nothing else. If he wasn't reading magic books, he would be practicing his magic. His hobbies and life could be boiled down to three things. Studying magic, practicing magic, and spending time with his mother.

She had read that children his age shouldn't be reading or practicing magic at all but why should she care? He was immensely talented, and the son of her, Ari!

Ari didn't make any noise as she watched her son train his magic. He would cast the same spell over and over again until he could cast it with his eyes closed. It was an unusual method of training for sure, but whatever worked for him worked for him.

She waited an hour for him to finish practicing. After he was done, she summoned a cold glass of water and handed it over to Earl.

"Good work today, as usual." Ari praised her son. She could never get over how his face would light up the instant he saw her. Having such an angel whom she raised all on her own by her side, what else could she possibly need?

"Mom!" Earl jumped straight into Ari's twin peaks, ignoring the cold glass of water in her hand.

"There, there. Did you miss me?" She put the water away and rubbed his head.

"Yeah!" Earl answered with no hesitation. Ari could feel her heart melting.

After Earl had his share of Ari's heavenly peaks for the day, he finally settled down and drank the cold glass of water.

The training hall had walls made of reinforced stone. There was a practice dummy that Earl used to test his spells on. A bathroom, a pantry, and a bench to rest on. Overall, it was a simple room that had everything one needed to train.

Earl and Ari were now on the bench with Ari giving Earl a lap pillow. She had one bare breast hanging out of her dress which Earl was sucking on.

"Mommy needs to talk to you about some things today," Ari said while petting Earl's head.

Earl showed his acknowledgment by sucking Ari's nipple harder which earned a chuckle.

"It's about the things we do."

Earl stopped sucking.

"Keep sucking. Don't worry it's nothing big."

Earl resumed his sucking.

"How should I say it? What we do is considered very intimate and for lovers so people don't usually do it with their mother."

"Others don't do this?" Earl expressed his confusion.

"Yes, people usually aren't lovers with their mother. It's considered very rare, actually."

"They're missing out!" Earl expressed his thought.

"Fufu, that's true. What I'm getting at is that since what we're doing is so rare, people won't like it if they find out."

"Why won't they like it?"

"Well, it's considered taboo by many to be lovers with their family. So in the future, make sure no one finds out, okay?"

"Okay! That just makes our relationship more special!"

"Yes... Of course." Ari said while praising herself internally for having such a smart child that could catch on so quickly.