Tribal MILFs: 100x Return!
Chapter 5

Chapter 5: 5

Neo slipped off the mat quietly, stepped out of the hut, and pulled the door shut behind him.

He sat down right in front of it.

No one would come in uninvited, but he wasn’t going far with her inside.

He pulled out ten mana stones from his pouch and closed his eyes.

The system chimed in his head.

Host wishes to use 10 Mana Stones to advance rank? Current rank: Beginner Lesser Tribesman.

"Yes," he whispered.

The stones disappeared in a flash.

Hot energy flooded through him, burning through his muscles and bones.

Finally he was able to fulfil his desire and gain power, but this was far from necessary, it was just a small step, and he would die if he let his arrogant side blind him and think he was unstoppable.

Well, this power was the first step so he could steady his life to be someone that matters, especially to his mother Martha.

She was the first person in his life to love him without conditions.

He could remember her sufferings with him.

It was over now; he would make sure to repay her kindness for all the harsh days she went through because of him.

He felt guilt and shame remembering how she went to the tribe centre and was searching in the wastes to bring for them something they could eat.

But for that he needed to fix his trust issue and learn to put more faith in her.

Even if it meant opening his past life wounds, he was ready to bet on Martha.

He clenched his fists as the power reshaped him, making him stronger.

When it stopped, the system showed:

Lesser Tribesman (Mid-Rank)

It was progress.

He could hunt small mana beasts now without dying right away.

But the jungles were still deadly.

Neo sighed and looked up at the three moons in the sky.

The new strength in his body gave him a little hope.

He slipped back inside and lay down next to Martha’s warm, curvy body.

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The next morning,

Neo woke to Martha moving around the hut, tidying up quietly so she wouldn’t wake him before his hunt.

Her short leather bands stretched tight over her massive tits as she bent over, the heavy flesh jiggling with every move.

Her loincloth rode up her thick thighs, flashing her round ass and the soft lips of her pussy.

He stood up, feeling the new firmness in his muscles.

Without saying anything, he crossed the room and pulled her into a tight hug, crushing her soft body against his chest.

He sighed, hugging her tighter, feeling her warmth.

He was afraid and a very weak-willed man.

But for her sake he was ready to change and push himself to danger.

The thing that scared him more than monsters was the look of her disappointment and her losing hope on him, or worse, leaving him and starting elsewhere.

Martha was a beautiful woman, something he both liked and feared.

He wanted strength to get his own mother Martha as his woman, a desire that made him feel shame.

Martha gasped and dropped the rag.

Her hands pressed against his broader, harder torso.

She could tell right away he was taller, stronger, more solid than yesterday.

Her huge tits squashed against him, stiff nipples rubbing through the thin leather and sending shivers through her.

Neo looked down at her flushed face and grinned, confident.

"Mom... just wait for the hunt today.

I will make you proud."

Her yellow eyes widened.

Worry flashed across her face, mixed with something warmer.

She hugged him back hard, pressing every inch of her body against him.

"Just come back to me..."

She really didn’t care about the hunt as much as her son’s life.

Martha looked at her son.

She knew being overprotective of him would just cause his ruin; he would be weaker than his peers and would even come to hate her for that.

Something she knew was selfish for her to think of, but she honestly wanted to run away with her son far from this tribe.

Yet she knew her son wouldn’t agree, and bringing it up would just make her seem like a weak-willed person running away from challenges.

She was afraid but didn’t want to show it in front of Neo.

He relied on her being strong so he would be strong, something she knew about him very well since she raised him from when he was young.

They held each other, hearts beating fast.

Neo’s hands slid down to her wide hips, gripping the soft heat of her skin.

His cock got rock hard, throbbing against her belly, the fat head leaking pre-cum.

He wanted her so bad, but he pulled away even though it sucked.

He grabbed his spear and headed for the door.

"I’ll find prey and make both you and Aunt Luna proud."

Martha nodded, watching him go.

Even though she knew she would regret her choice when seeing him injured, this was a necessary one.

For both their sake.

Her thighs squeezed together, cheeks flushed, and she felt herself getting wet remembering their previous mana training as the door shut.

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Neo walked through the village and into the dense forest,

gripping the spear tight.

Other young guys headed off in different directions.

Everyone survived on their own here.

No help. No mercy.

This was the nature of the hunt; there was no one to trust in the forest.

Everyone had a clear desire to prove themselves, while there were ones who would kill other ones and steal their hunts.

It wasn’t rare, but it happened many times; there were no witnesses in the forest.

Neo shook his head.

He needed to focus.

A loud roar shook the ground.

Neo cursed and ran, branches slapping his face.

"Damn my luck!

Walked right into a Thunderwolf’s territory!"

The big beast with crackling lightning fur chased him fast.

Neo kept running, his chest heaving.

Even though he had made up his mind to hunt the most dangerous monster and prove himself to Aunt Luna and Martha, being in the field he kept running.

Something kept replaying in Neo’s head: would he keep running like this from every problem he would face... even if it meant losing the people he loved?

But he would be idiotic facing the wolf directly.

He needed a plan, and seeing a tall tree he shouted that it’s!

Neo sprinted until he saw a tall tree.

He jumped high with his new strength, scrambling up just as the wolf’s claws raked the trunk below.

He stayed up there for three long hours while the sun dropped lower.

If he didn’t get back before dark, they’d exile him, and Martha would suffer for it.

He would never forgive himself if the tribe attacked Martha for him being late.

He needed to kill this wolf as fast as he could and go back fast!

Losing her meant losing the place where he could belong.

She was his anchor in this world where no one cared about the other.

Thoughts of her smile and her soft, curvy body kept him going.

He glared down at the pacing wolf.

"Since you’ve set your eyes on me... be ready to become my prey."

I would kill anyone who threatens our stability, Neo said, remembering Martha’s smile and Aunt Luna.

He wanted to build something lasting in this damn tribal world where the strong ate the weak.

And he would make sure to do it.

Neo dropped from the branches like a missile.

His fist slammed right between the Thunderwolf’s eyes.

The skull cracked loud, brain exploding out in blood and sparks.

He landed, hauled the heavy body onto his shoulders, and ran back to the village as fast as he could.

He made it to the gates just in time, breathing hard, and dropped the wolf at the collection officer.

The man’s eyes went wide.

A mixture of fear and awe about Neo.

"It’s been a long time since I’ve seen a Thunderwolf..."

But then he remembered Neo’s face.

"Wait... it’s you!

You must have stolen it!

Hurry up and tell me who hunted it!" the man shouted.

Neo hit the counter, destroying the wooden table to chunks, making the man’s eyes widen in fear.

Neo walked to him and shouted with his top voice at his face.

"You dare to threaten me?

I would kill you!"

The man’s eyes widened, and seeing the destroyed table he knew Neo wasn’t lying.

He then bowed to Neo and told him, "I’m sorry, I thought..."

Neo cut him off.

"You didn’t think of anything."

The man bowed and handed over 60 mana stones.

Neo grabbed them and ran straight home.

He wanted to be feared rather than loved, because in this world only strength mattered, and he would never show vulnerability to anyone.

Except to his mother Martha.

He knocked on the door.

The second it opened, Martha threw herself at him, crying with relief.

Then her eyes widened seeing Neo’s wound and said, "Wait... when did you get this wound?"

Neo looked to the side.

"It was nothing.

I just tripped."

Martha hit Neo’s chest and cried, "Tell me why you always don’t want to tell the truth.

Why you must always suffer silently.

Just tell me how you got them."

Neo sighed, saying, "I got them during the hunt against the Thunderwolf."

Martha looked at her son’s eyes.

She always could tell if he was lying from seeing him.

But this time he wasn’t.

She honestly wanted her son to be safe, but she also wanted him to be strong and rely on himself, and she knew for that he needed to face danger.

She sighed.

She would never get used to it.

Always tense, always afraid that in some moment they would bring his corpse.... no, she was afraid of the idea itself.

She sighed, and then felt Neo pulling her by the waist and kissing her cheeks, saying, "Don’t you want to congratulate me, Mother?"

Martha’s eyes widened.

Was her son always this bold?

But remembering their "training" yesterday, she got her answer.

Her massive tits slammed warm and heavy against his chest as she hugged him tight.

"I’ve been so worried...

I thought I’d never see you again!"

She had spent every second since the moment Neo left waiting for him, her heart torn, expecting the worst news.

Many times she wanted to just follow him inside, but she knew... if she did so and her son found out, he would never talk with her and hate her... and seeing her son hating her would have ruined her world.

Neo wrapped his arms around her, one hand sliding down to grip the upper part of her huge ass.

His cock throbbed hard between them, pressing thick against her belly.

"Don’t worry," he murmured into her red hair, voice thick with lust and love.

Neo was thinking he should be satisfied with his current relationship with Martha, but... he honestly wanted more, wanted her as a woman, wanted her body not just as his mother but as a woman who would warm his bed and carry his seed.

The feeling was becoming intense the longer he hugged her.

"I’m here.

And I brought a great surprise for you."