1 A new Beginning

Max's eyes widened in bewilderment. He did not know where he was, or why. He couldn't remember anything.

He looked around for a clue that might help him remember a thing but only found four walls made of reddish brick with recurring wooden beams.

He was puzzled by this since his house had all its walls built in cement and painted in white with a big window.

He couldn't understand what was happening. Max sighed and put a hand on his face in resignation, but in doing so, he realized that it was not his hand. Puzzled, he tried to move his hands and was surprised since what he saw are tiny little hands in front of him that moved according to his will albeit with little difficulty.

Max put his hands on his face feeling the plump and smooth texture of it. "This is not true right?" Max's eyes widened in disbelief and excitement. "I have transmigrated!!"

Max looked around him, this time with more attention to detail. The room was very small, around 9 square meters, at the moment he was lying in a wooden crib. Next to it was a small bed, which made him wonder if it can hold more than one person. The floor was made of wood and two candles were placed on each corner lightening the room.

None of the information he gained could give him an idea of where he was, so he decided to try to remember, but no matter how hard he tries, he couldn't remember his death.

He was a lustful virgin man at the age of 25, working as a corporate slave with no aspirations in life aside from thinking of raping his boss and colleague since his family are all dead leaving him depressed and a little psychopathic. Now that he was given a second chance, he needs to plan on what to do.

After about 15 minutes of boredom staring at the ceiling contemplating why he transmigrated, Max heard the wooden door of the room gently open.

The visitor completely surprised him, she was a young woman about 17 or 18 years of age. Her hair was short and reddish borderline maroon in color, reaching below her shoulders, her face was beautiful and her lips are soft and full. But what surprised him the most are those sparkling green eyes that looked at him with love.

The woman took him in her arms and spoke to him in a language he could not recognize. With a smile, pulled her tit out placing it closer to his mouth.

Max felt his breathing quicken and with his hand trembling a little, he grabs her tit in his mouth eagerly to which the woman acted a bit surprised.

Max had no intention of feeding on the woman's tit. He just wanted a beautiful woman's tit in his mouth. Trying to grip her tit hard, Max played with her breast as he fiercely caressed the contours while pinching and molding it to his likes.

"Mmmmm"

It only took seconds for the woman to let out an enchanting moan. Max raised his head, seeing the woman's face red, becoming like her hair. Her eyes are a little glassy as they look at him.

Max watching this, felt something ignite inside of him. With renewed passion, he began to suck and lick her erect nipples more gaining him a little illicit moan.

A minute later, Max felt the woman shake briefly before a large stream of milk filled his mouth. Max watched as the milk flowed from the both of woman's nipples with ecstatic expression.

His heart beats with joy when he felt that he made a great achievement.

[1 Sex point gained]

Max was shocked.

Sexual points?

As if trying to answer his question, a small transparent window appeared in his vision.

[Maxwell Magnar]

Age: 6 months

Force: 0.1

Agility: 0.1

Resistance: 0.1

Vitality: 1

Intelligence: 10

Mana: 0

Sex Points (SP): 1

The interface was very simple and easily understandable. The very idea of having a system himself makes him very excited. He tried to put his point to any statistic, but it did not work. He experimented for a little while on what it can do but it seems it's just a numerical representation of his attributes.

Letting out a dejected sigh, he thinks of closing the interface and it closed. Max turned his attention to the woman holding his arms. He couldn't understand how a woman could get excited with a baby sucking her breasts.

Either she was very sensitive in that area, or she was a total novice in sex, like him. Which was contradictory, since she's supposed to be his mother, or so he thought.

With a ragged breath, the woman placed Max in the wooden crib, which disappointed him. He thought that he could continue to enjoy those firm and spectacular breasts.

Waiting!?

I'm a baby! I don't have to give in.

When this thought came to his head, a very long and evil plan brewing in his head.

When his mother changed her dress for a simple white robe and went to the bed next to his crib, Max started crying.

The woman was scared at first, but then she took him in her arms and began to rock him with the intention of putting him to sleep. To which, Max was silent, but every time the woman tried to put him in the crib, he will burst into tears.

Having no other choice, the woman placed him next to her bed and slept with him, which brought a perverted smile to Max's childish face.

Not happy with what he achieved, Max used his small hands to open the woman's robe and leave her tits in the open air. The woman was surprised, she tried to hide them again, but every time she did, Max would take them out again. In the end, Max won the battle and slept happily between his mother's beautiful, firm and soft tits.

During the following days, Max continued playing the same cards, and as time passed the woman got used to it.

As the days passed, Max learned more and more about this place or region's native language.

Thus, he spoke the first word to his mom.

"Mom, Boobs, Love"

"Mmm, how cute!!" his mother took him by the cheeks and began to play with them rubbing her cheeks with his with a smile plastered on her face. Surprised that she didn't even question why are the first words of her baby are those words. This world's culture is strange, Max thought. "Hehe, I would surely love this world"

"Mom, Boobs, Love" repeated Max to which the woman brought him to her chest and rocked him happily.

Max smiled lustfully at the thought of the next step of his plan.

She carried Max to her chest and blew out the candle that lit the room. Max grabs her boobs out of her dress and started sucking and licking her tits.

In total darkness, Max could see absolutely nothing, but he could hear after a few minutes, as his mother was breathing heavily as her chest rose and fell rapidly.

Max didn't miss this chance and crawled over his mother, reaching down to her crotch, not wearing anything under her robe, which made Max's job easier.

With his heart beating so fast, Max stuck his tongue out with passion and desire as he licked and suck on her mother's bare vagina.

"No!" his mother writhed briefly in pleasure, but seconds later she took him in her arms and scolded him loudly.

She repeated countless times that he was wrong to do that and forbade him to do it again. Nothing could dissuade her, even Max's tears.

With nothing else to do, Max had to go to sleep with a bit of resentment. He believed that being a baby, he was free to do some things without getting called down by playing the role of an ignorant child but it seems it's just wishful thinking.

With nothing else to do and to ease his boredom, Max checks his interface. He was pleasantly surprised to find that he had 11 sex points now, not only that, but a [+] sign also appeared next to each of his stats.

Without much thought, Max pressed the + next to mana. Just because this stat existed, he assumed that magic existed. He doesn't want to be a guy without magic in a magical world.

Seconds after adding the points, Max could feel a strange but refreshing sensation spread throughout his body. He felt so good that Max even compared it to ejaculation multiplied by ten.

The sensation didn't last long before leaving him in a state like a post-nut clarity. Max checks the difference in his body but finds nothing changed. Next is his interface and found that he had new stats unlocked.

Magical Perception!

Sadly it was zero.

Anyway, he's sleepy now and will think of other things tomorrow.

The days weeks and months flew by very quickly. And in what seemed like a blink of an eye, 5 years passed.