Chapter 0 - Mommy?

Hachigaki-kun walked along the street, drawing eyes from passers-by. Being 8 feet tall did come with it's drawbacks, but it also came with it's benefits. He wondered what they were interested in the most; his boyish looks, his hat with the oppai symbol on it, or the long white coat concealing his truest nature.

Normally, he would spend days or even weeks tracking down his prey. But this woman... there was something so alluring about her. He'd only been watching her for a number of hours, and he had already set his plan in place.

The women was nearly as tall as him, with black hair that flowed to her waist. Her curvy body was barely concealed beneath a long white robe, and her bountiful breasts were almost hypnotic in their swaying as she walked. But that wasn't what made her so irresistible to Hachigaki.

She exuded an aura. One of comfort and warmth; of motherly love. As soon as he felt it, Hachi knew that he had to follow her. To taste her. To wrap his lips around her huge breasts and coax every drop of delicious milk out.

The woman turned down an alleyway and Hachigaki followed her; this was his chance.

"Mommy?" he asked aloud.

The woman spun around at once. Her face was a picture of mature beauty. Her voice was as soothing as a gentle breeze "What might your name be, child?"
"H-Hachigaki..."

She walked towards his shaking figure "What seems to be the matter?"

"I'm lost... I can't find my mommy anywhere..."

The woman stopped a few centimetres away. "Well, would you like me to help you find her?"

"I don't know... I'm scared... I don't... I... can't..." Hachi's tears began to well up in his eyes, and he dropped his his knees.

Gloria's voice broke "Oh, you poor child... here... let me help you..."

She embraced him tightly-the signal he was waiting for. His tongues already going to work, snaking around her wrists, he pushed them both into his own dimension. The warm rush of air drifted over them both and he opened his eyes, standing up-

Something was wrong. They weren't in his milk hot spring. They were in what looked like a royal bedroom. And what was scarier is that he'd lost his powers-something had cut him off from them. His tongues still wrapped around the woman's wrists, but everything else was-

"I'm sorry, were you expecting to be somewhere else?~" The woman smiled. She pushed Hachigaki onto the bed with surprisingly strength. He was too shocked to move as she clambered onto it, joining him "It's very naughty of boys to trick girls in such a way, you know... Omma is going to have to teach you some manners~"

Omma... Was this THE Omma? Punisher of abusive parents and adopter of lost and forgotten children across the realms? Was he within her own realm, Empyrisk? He must be...

His train of thought was interrupted by the feeling of her huge tits pressing against his chest. She'd disrobed both of them, and her meaty thighs closed around his cock. She moved upwards and lowered herself so that her nipple pressed against Hachi's mouth.

"Drink up, child... You'll need the energy~" she warned him.

He didn't need telling twice-his lips closed around her nipple and he began suckling. Omma's milk tasted wonderful. Delightfully sweet, and so thick.. he could feel some of it spilling down his cheeks, but wasn't concerned. He knew there was a lot more...

He nearly jumped as her hand wrapped around his huge cock, starting to stroke. Her grip was soft, her palm was smooth, and the technique with which she massaged him was very well-practiced. He felt himself twitch.

"Such a thick, eager manhood..." she appraised "Tonight, like the rest of you, it belongs to Omma. You understand, sweetie?"

Hachigaki could only nod, his mouth suckling her nipple deeply.

Hachi's tongues, acting on the wills of their owner, squeezed Omma's tits firmly. His tongue licking at the nipple in his mouth, his mind thanking whatever Gods had allowed this encounter to happen. Top or bottom, he'd be in his own paradise either way.

"Oooh... your tongues certainly seem to like my breasts, babyboy~" she teased his cockhead as she spoke before resuming the handjob with sensual, slow strokes of his whole length. 

Hachi's mouth broke off Omma's breast, giving him a moment to catch his breath. His tongues curled around her tits and rubbed her nipples, causing her milk to leak out. Omma bent over and offered Hachi her other breast-he took it into his mouth and suckled deeply, loving her milk. He felt like could drink gallons and not get tired...

He would have been happily teasing Omma's pussy too. But he knew that the nursing handjob, not to mention the ageplay, had her as soaking wet as he was rock hard. She was into this as much as him. Maybe even more.

"Oooh... another twitch..." Omma teased "Such a sweet child, carrying fantasies of laying-possibly even breeding-his dear Mommy. Tsk tsk tsk~"

Hachi felt as if he was going to cum merely from how lustful and passionate her honeyed voice had become. Maybe Omma could tell, because she stopped stroking him and swung her legs over his hips. Her pussy rubbed against his thick cock, and he twitched again.

Omma perched his cockhead at her entrance-he could feel her pussy juices running down the side. The two met eyes, Omma smiled, and both of them moaned aloud as she sank. Hachi felt his thick cock hugged tightly from every side as she slipped down it, deeper and deeper. Then he felt Omma's crotch meet his hips.

"Haaaah..." Omma breathed "What a delightful young man, with a deliciously thick endowment~"

Before he could answer, she began to ride him. He felt his toes curling tightly with the pleasure spreading all through his body. All he could do was moan, his tongues and hands groping her leaking tits. Her motions were paced and sultry-she was savouring the feeling of his length.

Hachi bucked his hips in answer to Omma's riding him, but she pushed him back down. Her eyes spoke more than her mouth could have. She was the top; she was in control, not him. As if to make sure he understood, she bent over and pressed his head between her huge flesh pillows.

Omma's tits squeezed his head comfortably as she rode him harder, her hips slamming down onto his thick cock. She pulled back a little and stuffed her other breast into his open mouth. He suckled deeply, feeling his eyes rolling upwards with the immense pleasure. He was getting so close...

"Beg, little one. Beg to cum inside Omma's tight honey pot~"

Hachi's mouth was still stuffed with her mammary. He looked up at her face, begging her with his eyes to cum inside her. She felt so good...
"Aww... how could I say no to those eyes?~" Omma sighed "Go right ahead, sweetums~"

Hachi moaned into her breast as he came deeply inside her. One long, huge spurt of cum shot directly inside her. Omma merely smiled at him until his figure sank onto the bed, his chest rising and falling as he panted from the biggest orgasm he'd experienced in... he wasn't even sure how long.

He barely registered Omma getting off of him, aside from the slight burn of the cold air touching his sensitive cock. He looked over at her, but wasn't sure what to say.

"Aww, is Omma's babyboy sleepy? Fufufu..." she giggled, her robe already covering her figure anew "Don't worry. I'll make sure there's a nice glass of milk waiting for you when you awaken~"

"Wait..." Hachi croaked "You didn't... get to-"

"Are you sure about that, sweetie?" she flashed a cheeky smile that looked somewhat out of place on her motherly features. With a wink and a nod, she headed out of the bedroom door, closing it behind her.

Hachi's eyes closed, his head rested on the pillow, and he found himself falling into the ether of sleep.