MILF Fantasy in Another World
Copyright© 2026 by HMaster
Chapter 24: Save your son?
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 24: Save your son? - Nineteen-year-old David dies and is reincarnated into a magic world as an 18-year-old with the same name, forbidden from revealing his past. As an experienced RPG gamer, he chooses three unique skills: Adaptive Body (S), Inspect (C), and Skill Crafter (F). Reborn as David Luster, he uses Skill Crafter and designs sexually manipulative skills like Touch of Lust (F) and Lustful Thoughts (F). His plan is to corrupt his busty step-mother, Elaine, and married stepsister...
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Reluctant Romantic Fiction High Fantasy Isekai Magic Spanking Harem Anal Sex Cream Pie Lactation Masturbation Oral Sex Pregnancy Safe Sex Sex Toys Squirting Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Babysitter BBW Big Breasts Body Modification ENF Slow
“Aren’t you going?” Selene asked with a confused expression as she looked at David.
“Yeah, I am going. You guys start eating, I will tell you what happened once I return.” David spoke as he left after saying that as he also started walking towards the village’s gate.
“Okay, Take care.” Elaine spoke as she looked at David.
...
After walking for about 5 minutes, David saw a huge crowd at the Village’s entrance.
“Well, Well, Well ... Would you look at that.” David spoke as he continued to walk towards the crowd.
David stood in the middle of the crowd and noticed that Jack was lying unconscious on the ground covered in blood, his clothes torn, leg was bleeding and there was a big hole in his right hand.
‘How did this pig even survive such mortal wounds and walk up to the village in this condition?’ David thought with a very confused expression.
“JACK...”
Suddenly, a loud shout behind and everyone immediately turned to everyone the source of ties, a man in his 30slit. Inoiset30slahe looked somewhat similar, a larb came ig black mustache and he was eating something while running.
‘Oh ... Daddy Pig.’ David thought as a smirk spread across his face.
“Chief ... He is not good. We need to take him to the church right now, or he will die.” One of the guards spoke as he looked at the chief with a serious expression.
“What the fuck are you looking at me for then? Someone get a wagon. I need to save my son at any cost.” The chief shouted as he looked at the villagers with an angry expression as if they were the one who did that to his son.
‘Let’s see ... How bad are you hurt?’ David thought as he used his skill on Jack.
[Name: Jack Fled]
[Class: Farmer]
[Race: Human]
[Mana: 50/50]
[HP: 37/100]
[Description: Gravely Injured and Affected by One-Horned Rabbit’s Venom. He will die in 10 minutes if not given a healing potion or healed with a healing spell.]
“Hmm ... Kingdom is about 20 minutes away from here and he can only survive for another 10 minutes, doesn’t that mean he is dead already?” David spoke in a little whisper but the village chief heard him.
“W-What did you say?” He asked, turning towards David.
“Huh...? What?” David asked with a confused expression.
“How do you know that he will only survive for another 10 minutes?” The village chief asked with a serious expression as he grabbed David’s shoulders.
“Because the wound on his hand has started to turn white ... That means the blood in his veins has started to get affected by the poison of-”
“One-Horned Rabbit...” A village hunter spoke from behind.
“Y-You guys go huntin’, g right? H-How do i stop this poison from spreading.
Tell me ... Damn it.” The chief spoke as he grabbed the Hunter’s collar and asked him with an angry expression.
“Y-You will need a detox potion in order to help him chief. Most of the times we hunt One-Horned Rabbits, we get hit by their horns,
All you need to do is drink a healing potion but in his condition ... A healing potion won’t do anything unless it’s a super good quality one.
I don’t think ... We can save him, Chief.” Hunter spoke with a frustrated expression.
“Wasn’t that David guy’s class ... Alchemist? Maybe he can make one.” A guy spoke from the back.
‘What the-!?’
As soon as the Chief heard this ... He slowly turned his head towards David.
“I don’t know how to make it.” David replied with a plain face.
‘Even if I did ... I wouldn’t make it for this pig.’ David thought in his mind.
“I have the formula and ingredients to make it.’ Suddenly, an old man spoke, looking at David.
‘Yeah ... Why won’t you? It’s his son after all.’ David thought with a neutral expression as he looked at the chief.
“David ... Please, I beg you ... Please save my son. I-I will pay you a good price for it. Anything you ask ... Please make me that detox potion.” The chief spoke as he grabbed David’s legs.
“No tax for a lifetime and some money that you think is worth your son’s life.” David spoke with a straight face.
“How can you be so shameless?”
“He is the chief’s son and you are using him to get money from the chief?”
“You should be ashamed of yourself.”
“ ... and I want these people kicked out of the Village.” David spoke as he pointed towards the guys who were trash talking about him.
“What the-!?”
“Look at this guy’s nerves...”
“Oh my god ... He is so cocky.”
...
But they all stopped talking immediately upon hearing the chief’s next sentence.
“I-I will do anything you say, Just save my son.”
David sat in the dimly lit living room, facing the old man. Scattered on the table before them were wooden bowls, iron spoons, and a glass beaker.
“How do I do it?” David asked, as he looked at the older man with a bored expression.
The old man exhaled sharply. “We don’t have much time. Pour the water into this bowl, crush the buds and leaves of the Trema tree, then mix them together.” He paused, eyeing David carefully. “Do you know any heating spells?”
“No,” David replied flatly.
A man rushed into the room, his face tense with concern. “Is it ready? There are only seven minutes left.”
“No, we’re still making it. Don’t disturb us for the next five minutes,” the old man said without looking up.
“Y-Yes, sir.” The man swallowed hard and quickly retreated.
David reached for the Trema buds and leaves, but as soon as his fingers touched them, his eyes widened in shock.
‘Wait ... This can’t be.’
He lifted the herbs to his nose and took a deep sniff.
Sniff
‘This is cannabis no doubt ... I can make weed out of this and sell it for so much money. I think ... I just found a very good product to make some big money, Hehehehe.
This winter will be good.’ David thought as an evil grin spread across his face.
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