I didn't know what age babies are supposed to talk, so I was already thinking about my plans in life for this world. A second chance like this doesn't come for everyone, and because of that I had no reference on what I should do.
Should I pretend to be a genius? After all, I still went through high school. Speaking and writing are nothing to me, however I was worried after my childhood has passed. My previous life only went up until I was around 18 years old. I didn't have any rich life experience aside from school, sure in my first few years if I pretend to be a genius, Mom would surely praise me. But once the magic has run out and the playing field has been leveled, wouldn't I just be like everyone else? I would be harming myself by setting my Mom's expectation higher.
Or should I just pretend to be a normal guy? This was my predicament.
Even if I wanted to be either of those two, I have no idea at what pace babies were supposed to grow. If I wait too long, and Mom gets worried for me. Wouldn't she think that I might be sick or retarded? So in the end, I just said screw it.
So one day after a 'breastfeeding' session, Mom had a red face and was breathing heavily from my tongue, I made sure to make an audible-
"Ma... ma..."
"Kya~ Did you just say 'Mama'? Come on baby, say it again! I'm Mama!" she said while pointing to herself. For the next few hours Mom would then continue to talk to me, while I off course sucked her tits off. This really never gets old, I might try to start speaking now but I won't be leaving these tits anytime soon. Speaking of, I don't know what age are babies supposed to stop breastfeeding. I thought to myself as I circled her nipples again.
So from then on I would occasionally say 'Mama' or 'Mom', this always bring a radiant smile to her face. I'm always amazed by how such simple actions from me could make someone's day. But I'm not complaining. It was also then that I found out my Mother's name, which was Lucielle.
As I started talking I noticed my sister now visits me more often, she would look and try to talk to me. I would of course reply with only one syllable words, as to hide my intelligence. Not long after I also started walking. I remember Mom holding both my arms as I took my first baby steps, Celine was there as well watching me, and when I succeeded I made sure to make the most innocent giggle I had to indicate that I was happy. I jumped once before falling on my butt but that didn't stop the celebratory atmosphere in our home.
To celebrate, Mom let me her suck at her tits for the night. Even while she was sleeping, her tits were out in the open. So I made sure my mom's effort doesn't go to waste, and when I was done I used her breasts as my pillow before dozing off.
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Now at four years old, I'm old enough to talk properly and I'm learning the letters with the help of Celine and Mom. I don't know if I look like a genius or a retard, because they shower me with love no matter what I do. So i can't get any fair comparison.
Also it seems like Celine is seven years older than me, so she should be 11 by now? I'm not too sure, she look like she should be nine but because we're elves we grow at a slower pace. Another observation I made is that puberty doesn't seem to strike us at preteen as Celine is very much like a child, and is still as flat as you can get.
However it is not that that I am most focused at right now, because a few days earlier I just saw Celine light our fire with her fingertips. Seeing my Mom's reaction, i guessed that either magic is normal for us or atleast everyone in our family should be able to learn magic. Now I was EXCITED. A true bonafide Magical fantasy world, like this doesn't get any better. I made sure that I showed interest towards magic when facing my sister and my mother.
Later at night when we were about to sleep
"Mom, I want to make fire too!" I whispered in mother's ears, while I was pushing Mom to get her attention, I made sure that I would 'coincidentally' be touching her breasts. She was lying naked in bed, because when I took my first baby steps she allowed me to suck off her tits for the night, so she removed her top. Not letting this chance go, the days after I cried every time Mom sleeps with clothes on, I would pull at her dress to let her know it was the problem. Eventually Mom gave in and we sleep naked together.
"No, Riel. You're still too young for magic, I'll teach you when you're older ,kay?" Mom answered back while blushing.
"But, Celin-"
"She's old enough okay? In a few more years mommy would be teaching you as well, you're a smart boy after all."
"But, but.. I want to." I answered while thinking, 'Oh shit'. She called me smart am I perhaps growing too fast? I made sure to act like a kid though? I'm very confident on my acting skills, so maybe it's just empty praise to soothe me.
I pouted at Mom before diving into her breasts once again. I told you right? I won't be leaving these milkies anytime soon. I'm sure I'm way past breastfeeding age, but Mom doesn't seem to mind. Maybe because I'm the youngest child, so she really likes spoiling me.
These past years I haven't seen a single sign of a father in the family, then right as I thought about fathers I got sad again. Life really doesn't work for everyone, I thought to myself. I've moved on from the grieving stages, but it still hurts me from time to time when I think back to it.
To console myself I grabbed Mom's breast with my hand, and put it in my mouth. Unlike before I could control my arms more freely now, So i gave her tits a squeeze, while I was flicking her nipples with my tongue. I had to be careful with my action, I had to make sure It looked like I am breastfeeding, so I couldn't pinch it yet or smack it around yet.
While flicking the bud I felt her nipples grow hard, so this time i tried biting it gently. Warm milk coursed down my throat as I continued my actions. A few minutes later I switched up my action back to licking her areola. This much is normal to Mom now, so she's not that suspicious. But then again I am a four year old child, what could I possibly be doing. No one looks at their child and thinks that maybe he is a reincarnated man with his adult memories intact, at most she would think I'm a lively boy. But I had to make sure and take things gradually.
I can't even get horny yet, my hormones doesn't act up randomly. But the mental pleasure of having a beautiful woman, especially my mother, have her tits played by me is enough of a compensation.
It was unfortunate that it was around this time that I finally dozed off, because if I took my eyes off my Mom's tits and looked down, I would have saw a sticky fluid reflecting the moonlight on my Mom's inner thighs.
-Lucielle POV-
"Ahn~ Good boy, You really love Mommy's milk don't you?" Lucielle said to her son. When no reply came, she then opened her eyes and saw him dozing off.
Every time she looks at her children she can't help but be proud. She though she already had it lucky with Celine, who seemed to have a talent in magic. But Maelriel was also really smart for his age. He showed interests in literature, as he would always point to character he doesn't know when they were reading stories. Not only that, Maelriel was really obedient and when things don't go his way he just sucks it up. He doesn't throw tantrums and just looks at you with puppy eyes or he pouts. I really should've stopped breastfeeding him by now, but he's such a good boy. I can't let him play with bows or learn magic yet, so this should make do for now.
Really, How did such good children come from such a lousy man?