When I arrived at my mother's room, a woman was sitting in a chair by the window. She was wrapped in loose, warm clothing, lovingly stroking her large, round belly. Her profile looked as young as someone in her twenties, a beauty that gave a comforting feeling you could look at forever.
She was my mother, Rivel Phoenix.
Devils possess a power called magic, which allows them to cause supernatural phenomena, and with that magic they can also freely alter their outward appearance. Rivel used that power to maintain her youthful form.
"Oh my."
Noticing me enter the room, Rivel turned her face toward me and smiled gently. Her golden rolled hair was tied up behind her head, the same color as her daughter's. Although the hairstyle was slightly different, her smiling face and blue eyes closely resembled her daughter Ravel's. It was easy to imagine Ravel growing up to look just like Rivel.
"Papa is here—"
Rivel stroked her rounded belly and spoke to the child sleeping inside. I approached her side and placed my hand on her slender shoulder.
"How are you feeling?"
"Yes, I'm stable."
After this short exchange, we leaned in and kissed. Our lips overlapped, our tongues lightly entwining. After being connected like that for a good while, I pulled my face away.
"If there's anything you want, or anything you need, tell me."
"Then… will you stay by my side forever?"
"That's impossible. I'm busy."
"My, what a cruel Papa."
Rivel lowered her gaze to her belly and laughed softly with enjoyment.
"So, is the training going well?"
When she said "training," I understood she meant Grayfia. Lately I had been completely absorbed with Grayfia and hadn't spent much time with the other women. I decided that next time I would make time to embrace Rivel. With that in mind, I replied:
"Yeah. She's quite persistent, but I'll definitely make her my wife."
"Our family will be so lively. I'm looking forward to the two children."
As if she truly felt that from the bottom of her heart, Rivel looked up at me with a bright expression. It was after I became Riser that I began brainwashing Rivel and taking her as mine. I couldn't suddenly adapt to living as a different person, and I struggled desperately to grow accustomed to many things. Even though I possessed Riser's memories, that didn't mean I could continue life exactly as before without any inconsistencies.
At first, there were people who suspiciously observed my behavior. Ever since I collapsed from that headache, "Riser has been acting strange," they must have thought. No one would think my soul had changed, of course, but many probably believed that aftereffects had caused a change in my personality.
But that was all in the past. After many experiments, once I mastered my ability, I brainwashed everyone in the mansion, including the servants, so they would not hold unnecessary suspicions. I made it so they would feel neither doubt nor resentment toward anything I did. Of course, Grayfia, who came to the mansion later, is the only one I did not brainwash.
Having taken control of the mansion like that, I embraced the women. The beautiful servants, my sister, and my mother. Among them, my mother, whose appearance was to my liking and who was the closest to me, became the one I thoroughly impregnated. I forbade her to mate with the husband she should have been coupling with, and forced her to take my seed on the marriage bed.
But truly, I did not expect her to get pregnant so easily. It made me question whether devils really had a low birth rate. I must have simply been fortunate. Ravel, whom I had played with but not as extensively as Rivel, was still not pregnant.
"Riser."
"Hm."
"When the child is born, will you pour your seed into me again?"
"How many are you planning to bear?"
"As many as you want. They're your beloved children. I want a lot. I want many crystals of our love."
Women who say such delightful things are adorable.
Meeting Rivel's eyes, we kissed again.
"Nn, fuu…"
This time we stayed connected even longer. Breathing rough through our noses, greedily exchanging saliva.
Perhaps because it was physical contact with a blood relative, a sense of forbidden excitement welled up in me. My suit trousers swelled greatly from the inside, as if crying out for me to embrace the woman in front of me.
After the lengthy kiss, a bridge of saliva stretched between our mouths. Rivel caught it with her tongue like a bowl and swallowed it. Still hungry for more, she allowed me to intentionally drop a lump of saliva into her mouth, drinking as much of my saliva as she pleased.
"You're wonderful, Riser. Because of you, I can know the happiness of being a woman."
Her slender white fingers crawled along my crotch, treating it carefully as if handling a precious treasure.
"Please… let me serve you. I'll do anything…"
Hearing her sweet plea, I said, "Fine."
We changed locations, and I lay naked on the bed, on my back. It had originally been the couple's bedroom, but now it belonged only to me and Rivel. Her husband—my father—was probably spending his time leisurely in another room.
"Riser, your body is truly beautiful."
Rivel, having changed into lingerie, caressed my naked body. The garment served its purpose of "covering," but because it was made of sheer fabric, it hid nothing. Her breasts, larger and more lewdly swollen than before her pregnancy; her belly carrying my child; and the obscene womb-shaped crest drawn on her lower abdomen were all completely visible.
"You're beautiful too."
I touched the purple lewd crest asserting itself on her pregnant belly and smirked.
One of my cheat abilities, "Modification," had carved that crest into Rivel's lower abdomen. It was something no one but I could erase, and it granted the bearer supreme bliss and pleasure. It also possessed the function of converting all stimuli into pleasure—so for example, when the time for childbirth came, she would reach climax from the intense pain.
"Hehe, thank you for the lovely picture. I'll treasure it for life."
Saying that, Rivel leaned against me in a position like lying together, and reached for my crotch.
With her right hand she grasped my cock, and while resting her heavy breasts and belly on my right side, she ran her tongue along my nipple. Staring at my face with a melted expression, she began licking my nipples and stroking my cock.
Her expression seemed to think only of pleasing the man. Her tongue moved slowly and thickly over my areola and nipple, the smooth wetness mixing with a slight rough sensation that kept me from growing bored. Her right hand stroked my long shaft, continuously giving me stimulation.
"Does it feel good, Riser?"
"Yeah."
"I'm happy. I'll make you feel even, even better."
My pregnant mother happily wiggled her hips as she serviced me. I wondered how obscenely the daughter born from this woman would grow. If possible, I would like to raise her purely and lewdly, training her into a convenient woman who could mass-produce my children.
Resting my back on the bed, I let Rivel do as she wished.
Rivel dripped saliva from her mouth onto my nipple, coating it before sucking it again. The shaft of my cock made wet sounds—*nchu, nchu*—from the pre-cum leaking from my urethra, and hearing those sounds seemed to excite her further, speeding up her hand movements.
*Kuchu kuchu, nuchu nucha.*
The sounds of her mouth and hands filled the room.
"Riser, Riser, Riser—"
After calling my name, Rivel sucked on my nipple. She was like a succubus. Her blue eyes, the same as Ravel's, reflected my face as she poured affection into me. I intended to implant as much of my seed as possible into this woman and make her keep giving birth.
Being loved by a woman who knew how to please a man raised my excitement, and soon the moment came.
"Ahaha…"
With a *spurt*, semen shot from my urethra, falling according to gravity. The thick white fluid dirtied Rivel's hand and my crotch. Even then she continued moving her tongue and mouth. A woman who knows to serve until the very end is truly convenient.
"You released a lot today too. As expected of you, Riser."
"It's thanks to you, Rivel."
When I praised her, Rivel seemed unable to hold herself back and began moving toward my feet.
My white-stained tower of flesh—she ran her tongue along it, wiping away the semen. Obscenely, she wiped and scooped it into her mouth slowly. Consuming my semen and sending nutrients to the daughter in her womb—an indecent mother. Seeing me satisfied made Rivel even more enthusiastic, savoring the semen further.
"I ate Riser's child… am I a terrible mama?"
Rivel swallowed the semen into her stomach and stuck out her red tongue.
"It's fine. We can make as many children as we want."
I placed my hand on Rivel's head and roughly stroked it, as if petting a child. Rivel narrowed her eyes like a pet being kept, accepting my touch.
"I'll continue to use your belly."
"Yes, as you command, my lord."
Rivel bowed her head to my crotch as if prostrating, and placed a loyal kiss on the tip of my cock. Again and again. I wondered how she did not tire of it, but Rivel happily continued kissing, and in the end, pressed her beautiful lips to my urethra over a hundred times.
"By the way, Riser—"
While lying on the bed with Rivel, hugging her from behind and stroking her pregnant belly, she suddenly brought up a topic as if she had remembered something. I raised my face from her blond hair and tilted my head slightly.
"What is it?"
"Do you have plans tomorrow?"
Hearing that, I thought briefly, but had no particular plans. As usual, I was only going to embrace Grayfia.
"No, but why?"
"It doesn't have to be tomorrow specifically, but I think it's about time."
Seeing I didn't follow, Rivel continued.
"Tomorrow, go with Rias-san and visit the wedding venue."
That was not something she said as "my woman," but as a mother.
Hearing it, I let out an ambiguous "ahh."
Now that she said it, I remembered. I recalled a conversation from quite some time ago. I had a fiancée. Her name was Rias Gremory. Just like the Phoenix family, the Gremorys were a prestigious pure-blood devil family with no non-devil blood mixed in. She had one older brother, and was a seventeen-year-old girl this year. Since she now attended a high school in the human world, I didn't see her often in the Underworld. We had only met briefly at certain events and gatherings of pure-blood devils, and we were not particularly close.
"I've already spoken with the Gremory family."
Working together with Rias's parents, Rivel intended to unite me and Rias. It seemed she had thought about this since before I became Riser, and the matter had progressed quite far. It felt cruel to overturn it now, so I had left it alone.
"Marriage, huh…"
"Oh my, do you dislike Rias-san?"
"No, I don't dislike her. I'd actually welcome it."
Rias Gremory was a woman I definitely wanted to keep at my side, along with Grayfia. Her long crimson hair and beautiful face. Although she still retained some girlish innocence, she was growing into her promised beauty. And above all, she had a large chest. I was absolutely going to taste those breasts someday. For now, I was simply prioritizing Grayfia.
"But being pushed into marriage by the surrounding people is…"
I wanted to decide my own marriage. Having everything prepared by others was not pleasant. If they kept rushing me, I was beginning to think I might as well overturn the whole plan with brainwashing.
"I hate running along rails set down by others."
"You hate it?"
"I do."
Put simply, that's how it is. Even if I personally had the intention to marry, when multiple external wills interfered, my motivation would somehow wither. Ultimately, I would grow annoyed. I was a contrarian by nature.
"You may lay the rails yourself. You can do that, can't you?"
"Is that alright?"
"If it's good for you, that's enough."
"Hmm…"
I thought a little, stroking Rivel's belly.
"Oh! She kicked. Riser, she kicked!" Rivel said joyfully, delighted at the movement of the daughter inside her.
For the time being, I thought I should go see Rias tomorrow. There was no need to overturn the current situation immediately.
I would bring Grayfia along. And also… I should obtain a high school girl's uniform…
While thinking about various things, my stomach growled. I realized I had not eaten lunch. After kissing Rivel, I left the bed and headed to the dining hall to eat.