Tribal MILFs: 100x Return!
Chapter 1.

Chapter 1: 1.

Neo had learned early that love was a liability.

His mother left when he was eleven for a rich man.

His father, a drunk military hard-ass, decided the boy’s face looked too much like hers.

The beatings became routine.

The only useful thing the old man ever gave him was the ability to handle a gun and rely on no one.

At seventeen Neo walked out with nothing.

He slept in metro stations until a chance conversation earned him a business card and, eventually, a job as a bodyguard.

That job put him in front of Rhea.

She had run from her own home years ago , no beatings, but the same refusal to depend on anyone.

She was famous, independent, and dined with presidents.

He still calculated how many days one paycheck could feed him.

For eleven months he stood outside her doors and buried every quiet feeling that rose when she smiled at him.

Showing wounds only invited more fists.

He loved her.

He was ready to bury that love forever if it meant protecting what little he had left.

Then the threats started.

One night Rhea appeared at his small apartment, eyes red.

The obsessed fan had gotten too close.

Neo let her in, reported it to the company and the police, and received nothing.

Silence. Dismissal.

The same system that was supposed to protect people like her simply ignored him.

Something in Neo cracked.

He sat on the edge of the bed, throat tight, fighting tears he hadn’t allowed since childhood.

For the first time in years he felt exactly like that eleven-year-old boy trembling in a dark corner, waiting for the next hit.

All those powerful people could take Rhea from him tomorrow and he would never even know if she was alive.

Rhea knelt in front of him, cupped his face, and kissed the tears before they could fall.

"Look at me," she said quietly.

"I don’t care about the money or the fame.

I’ve been putting some aside.

Let’s take it and leave.

Start over somewhere far away.

Just us."

Her words pulled him back from the edge.

He nodded, voice rough with gratitude he didn’t know how to express.

Later he dug on his own and learned the truth: the stalker was a senator’s son.

Neo wasn’t afraid of facing the man.

He was afraid of what would happen the moment he left Rhea alone.

That night they had a simple dinner.

She confessed.

He accepted , still scared, still half-convinced he would ruin her, but no longer willing to bury everything.

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Now her soft, exaggerated body was under him in the penthouse.

Neo drove into her with controlled, almost angry precision.

His tall, hard-muscled frame pinned her as he buried his thick, veiny cock to the hilt inside her dripping pussy.

Rhea’s massive breasts swung heavily; her huge, fat ass rippled and clapped against him with every deep thrust.

The wet plap-plap-plap of skin filled the room.

He had expected experience.

She had always carried herself like a woman who knew exactly what she wanted.

Instead he felt the tight, slightly uncertain way she took him, the way she kept pushing back and moaning as if she needed to prove something.

She was hiding her weakness the same way he always had.

A sharp slap landed on her heavy cheek.

She cried out and pushed harder, grinding in desperate circles.

Neo leaned over her, hands mauling her enormous breasts, fingers pinching stiff nipples.

"You feel so fucking perfect," he growled against her ear.

"So tight... I’ve wanted to ruin you for so long."

He meant it.

He also meant the quieter truth underneath: for the first time he was allowing himself something soft, and it terrified him.

He fucked her harder, deeper, until he buried himself fully and came with a low, rough sound, flooding her womb.

Her walls clenched and fluttered wildly as she moaned through her own orgasm.

She twisted, kissing him messily while her pussy kept milking him.

The door exploded open.

Gunshots.

Pain tore through Neo’s side and shoulder.

Training took over.

He moved, disarmed the screaming man, and killed him cleanly.

Then he turned.

Rhea lay on the floor, bleeding.

He dropped beside her and pulled her into his arms.

She smiled weakly, blood at the corner of her mouth.

"Thank you... for taking my virginity.

I’ve always liked you, Neo.

I kept us apart because of him... but I don’t regret this.

Not one second.

I love you.

I wish I could have been your wife... and carried your children..."

Neo’s vision blurred.

He pressed his forehead to hers and held her until the light left her eyes, then until his own strength failed.

They died together.

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White space.

Lilith stood in front of him in a skimpy white robe that barely contained her.

Enormous breasts strained against the fabric.

Thick thighs and a massive, impossibly juicy ass moved with every step as she sauntered closer.

"My name is Lilith... and I am the goddess of horny games."

Her eyes dragged over him with open hunger.

She turned, walked a few steps, and bent at the waist, robe riding up until her fat cheeks spread and her glistening pussy was fully on display.

"See what you like, boy~?"

Neo’s voice was flat.

"I wasn’t looking at it."

Lilith laughed.

"Liar.

I can read minds.

And those plans you just had about me?

Exciting.

I’ve never met a human this bold right after dying."

She stepped in close, smile sharpening.

"Do you know the price for thoughts like that about a goddess?"

Neo swallowed.

"What is it?"

"Be my champion.

Messenger, if that word feels better.

There is a much weaker version of me in the world I’m sending you to.

I want you to take care of her.

Do that, and I’ll give you a very strong system.

I’ll even pull strings higher up."

She watched him, then added more softly,

"The actress is safe in heaven.

She wanted you to have this second chance... to be happy and indulge fully."

(Privately, Lilith felt a flicker of guilt.

She was using him to lower that world’s karma.

Among every soul she had checked, only his was compatible enough.

Her best chance was that the boy was horny and stubborn enough to survive.)

She opened her arms.

"Come hug me for good luck~"

Neo stepped in.

Her massive soft breasts pressed and deformed against his chest.

Lilith immediately grabbed his ass and squeezed.

"Mmm, so good."

Neo’s hands sank into her enormous cheeks in return.

He squeezed hard, then delivered one firm, loud slap that made the flesh ripple.

Lilith’s eyes widened.

No god capable of destroying dimensions had ever dared touch her like that , let alone slap her.

The sensation was new.

Dangerous.

Interesting.

A slow grin spread across her face.

This man was unique.

Possibly too unique.

The kind of chaos that could become trouble.

That was fine.

She had always liked chaos.

"Enough feeling my ass for now," she moaned, eyes sparkling.

"Now go.

Enter the portal."

Neo nodded, grief and determination burning together in his chest.

He jumped through.

This time he would seize every pleasure, protect the women he chose, and refuse to bury the soft parts of himself again.

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