God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem

[Ah, right...] She seemed to have forgotten to mention something, even though she was supposed to be a perfect being that made no mistakes. [Even though we have forcefully completed Ophelial's request, which is already going against the rules of the trial, you'll still have to complete Ivanova's request that she had given before.]

'The one where I have to feed my mother while she sits on my lap?...Yeah, that should be no problem.' I said, as I thought of ways of making a wholesome moment, like feeding your own mother, as degenerate as possible. 'But I don't really think that we'll have as pleasant a meal as I thought we would at first, since the food on the table would be cold as ice by now.'

I lamented at the fact that all that delicious food that my mother had made wasn't going to be as good as it should've been if we had eaten it hot, especially since I was really looking forward to it and was really hungry from travelling between two worlds.

[Really?...Is the food your mother prepared really as cold as you say?] She suddenly said in a rather knowing tone, like she was indirectly suggesting something to me.

I took the hint she was giving and turned around to look at the dining table behind me, and to my surprise, I found that the variety of dishes behind me were still piping out like they were just taken out of the stove, judging by how everything on the table was still steaming, and looked as good as when I first saw it fresh off the stove.

[Don't be surprised at the sight, since this isn't the average world, like the one you've lived in before.] The god remarked when she saw me stare at the food with a perturbed look on my face.

[This is the World of Milfs made just for you; The Incarnation of Lust and son of Lady Vanitas, so understand that everything in this world revolves around you and is set up in such a way that everything goes your way in a convenient manner.]

'But wait, wouldn't that just make it easier for me to accomplish my requests if everything in this world worked at my convenience?' I asked, as I didn't understand why they were making it easier for me when it's supposed to be a gruesome trial to attain Godhood.

'You don't need to worry about that now, since the trial works in mysterious ways that even the gods find it difficult to understand and assess.' She said, admitting that she herself didn't know why the trial was the way it was. 'But understand that everything was set up mainly because of your given title as The Incarnation of Lust.

So if you ever have any doubts about the trial, just remember your given name, and you'll hopefully receive an answer."

[With that being said and having explained everything, I'll leave you to your exploits and adventures.] She said her final statement. [And know that I will be watching you from afar along with everyone else, including your mother, so make sure to come back to the Heavens alive so that you can meet your mother and take 'care' of her like you said.]

[I'm pretty sure that your reunion with your mother would be quite the amusing sight to watch, so don't disappoint me and die in the mortal world after failing the trial, as I'm looking forward to it...] She said with anticipation in her voice like she couldn't wait for me to meet my mother and finally ended our conversation that crossed god knows how many dimensions.

It's a pity that I didn't get her name, but I'll surely get it next time, whenever that is. For now, I should probably tend to my mother, who had broken out of her daze a minute ago and was looking around like a timid fawn that was just given birth to and looked like she had no idea what to do.

"Come on, Mom. How long are you going to sit on the cold, hard floor like that? You're going to get a cold." I casually said as I looked at my mother, who was drenched in her bodily fluids below, like I wasn't the cause of it at all.

"Get up quickly, so that I can wipe your bottom off before you get too cold...I know it feels a bit warm right now since those fluids leaked out of your steaming body, but it's not going to stay like that forever, so stop enjoying your hot spring bath and get up."

Her ears twitched, and I saw her throw a glance at me when she heard me tell her that she was enjoying her hot bath, and she looked like she wanted to rebuke me. But it seems like she was still too embarrassed to face me and continued to ignore me by putting her head down in shame for making such a mess in front of her son.

"If you don't stop ignoring me, I'll just sit down along with you in this lovely puddle you've made in the living room and wait there until you respond...I'm actually really interested in how it feels since you seem so comfortable in your puddle, and don't really mind sitting next to you even if it takes all night." I said, and crouched down onto the ground like I was going to sit right next to her.

Hearing my threatening words, she immediately reacted by looking up at me with eyes full of fear that her son was going to sit in the mess she made, and quickly pushed me away from her.

"No, Daddy! No!...Don't sit next to me! It's dirty!" She exclaimed at the top of her voice, with a pleading look in her blue eyes, as if me sitting next to her was the last thing she wanted to see happen.

And just as she was about to push me back even further so that I didn't step in the puddle, she seemed to have realised something as her eyes suddenly squinted like she was thinking about something.

She then turned her head and suddenly looked up at me with a look of realisation and surprise on her face, and exclaimed saying

"Daddy! N-No, Kafi!...You just called me mom right now! You called me mom even though the bet is still going on!...Doesn't that mean that I've won the bet between us?!"

A look of genuine happiness and glee appeared on her face, which was flushed with worry and anxiety this whole time, like she had totally forgotten the horrendous situation she was in right now.

It seemed like her ditzy and cheerful nature, along with her rather competitive character, focused on the fact that she won against me when I was dominant this whole, and completely ignored how she was drenched right now since she thought getting one over me was a massive task that she should take pride over.

"I knew it, Kafi! I just knew it! I knew you couldn't resist calling me mom and would've slipped up at some point since you're so used to calling me that!" She said with enthusiasm in her voice like this was what she had been waiting for this whole while. "I used that against you and won this bet of ours...How's that to your liking? You're mother isn't all that bad, is she?"

She crossed her arms in front of her chest with her head held up high like she was proud of winning the bet and looked like she wanted to be praised by me for it, to which I gave a wry smile and shook my head at her sudden change in emotions, which resembled that of a child, even though she was a fully grown woman with a kid of her own.