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So when your seniors call you to go drink a few cups with them, you accept. But poor Hibiscus could never imagine how that night would end, fulfilling one of his deepest and taboo desires. [/i]\n\n__________________________________________________________________________________________\n\n\nThis was a story for my friend Queertzalcoatl, who really wanted this story between a Floragato son and his Miltank mother to come to fruition. \n\nAnd sometimes while working in a brothel, happy accidents like this may happen~\n\nI hope you all enjoyed it! I had fun writing it ^w^\n\nHibiscus and Matilda belongs to Queertzalcoatl and me!\n\nAthena and Persephone belong to me.\n\n[url=http://www.postybirb.com]Posted using PostyBirb[/url]", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Being a college student is rough. So when your seniors call you to go drink a few cups with them, you accept. But poor Hibiscus could never imagine how that night would end, fulfilling one of his deepest and taboo desires.

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This was a story for my friend Queertzalcoatl, who really wanted this story between a Floragato son and his Miltank mother to come to fruition.

And sometimes while working in a brothel, happy accidents like this may happen~

I hope you all enjoyed it! I had fun writing it ^w^

Hibiscus and Matilda belongs to Queertzalcoatl and me!

Athena and Persephone belong to me.

Posted using PostyBirb", "writing": "A Flower for a Mother\nBy Olemgar/rodrigulino\n\n\nStory Contains: Incest, Impregnation, BDSM and lots of milk. \n\n\n\nCollege students can be very sneaky and crafty.\n\nAt the top of the social chain, it wasn’t unheard of for seniors to abuse their powers by making the freshmen do tasks for their benefit, or dare to do something absurd to “prove themselves.” \n\nSome would bring them to parties and ask them to paint their faces, to show senior superiority. Others would take to the streets and force the freshmen to wear clothes that they were embarrassed about. A couple would even make them go ask for money on the street, so they could use said money to buy drinks and get wasted. \n\nHibiscus was aware of all those things. He had watched many college movies during his growing years. But what the Floragato couldn’t ever expect to happen during his first college hangout was for them to bring him to a brothel! \n\nHe had to admit he let his guard down. He had made friends with a pretty nice senior called Athena, a pink Brionne with a shy yet very endearing personality. She had invited him and his friends, alongside her own sister, to have drinks at the bar. \n\nIn the stupor of the moment, they started a game of sharing embarrassing secrets, or at least very scandalous ones. One of Hibiscus’ friends began with a tale of how he managed to get stuck behind a street drain when he was a kid, another one recounted how he didn’t even know there was more to the continent beyond just the metropolis they lived at until two years ago. And yet another shared that he fainted during a cousin’s wedding because the bride’s dress accidentally tore up and he saw her panties.\n\nBut the biggest bombshell was easily from the twins. They revealed that they were married to their brother and that they each had kids with him. That was something that left the group quite stunned, but with incest becoming more and more commonplace for younger generations, it was more so a very daring life choice instead of something bigger.\n\nMaybe it was due to that, but Hibiscus felt a bit more comfortable relaying a problem he had been struggling with for a long while. That he had fallen in love with his mother. \n\nAnother bombshell, but the twins were the first to be very supportive of him, saying that feeling like that is only natural. As the conversation went, Hibiscus added that he didn’t know what his mother worked for, but he did know she sometimes came back home smelling quite different, but he never caught on what exactly it was.\n\nOnce the twins heard that, they looked at each other with mischief in their eyes. They excused themselves to make a call, apparently to their brother, and once they returned, they invited the group on another small trip.\n\nNow here he was. Sitting by the waiting lounge at a brothel deep into the red-light district of Olympia. His classmates were being whiskered one by one as they were escorted to the rooms with the women who would take their virginities. Until there was only him, sitting by the dark room with a strong scent of perfume, incense… and female fluids. A smell he was guilty of already knowing. \n\nAfter all, it wasn’t everyone who was courageous enough to admit they knew the scent of their mother in heat. He had sneaked into her bedroom while she was out and sniffed her underwear. That he had masturbated to her image and photos many times. \n\nTo say he was nervous would be the understatement of the decade. He was freaking out. The girls had gotten reservations for all of the freshmen, with all of them being virgins, finally getting the chance to lose their virginities, in quite a place no less.\n\nHibiscus muttered to himself. “How did they do this? This brothel needs to be booked at least a month in advance! How did they manage to book four spots on such short notice?!” He was truly baffled. What kind of pull did their brother have? \n\nAll of the Floragato’s friends had gotten to choose their pick, with some pretty lovely whores personally coming to escort them. But for Hibiscus in particular the twin seals insisted on keeping it a secret on who his escort for the night would be. \n\nHe awaited with a hastened breath as the time to go and lose his virginity got closer and closer. His paws played around with his natural yoyo, something he always did when nervous. Getting to play with his natural vines eased him somewhat and helped clear his mind. \n\nPerhaps that was for the best? Maybe getting laid with another female would finally get his mind off his mom. He could finally move on with his life and not have to agonize over lusting and yearning for someone who would never reciprocate those feelings. \n\nBut even trying to rationalize such things, it still didn’t sit right with him. For as much as he would enjoy finally getting to partake in sex, he… always dreamed of having his first be his mother, the most lovely Miltank he had ever known. \n\nBut maybe reality wouldn’t be so kind to him…\n\n“Yahoo!” \n\n“Myaaaaaow!” Hibiscus half-screamed from the startling sound. Luckily there wasn’t anyone else there besides him and the twins to witness his loudness. \n\n“Hahaha! Sorry to startle you.” Athena apologized with a slight bow. “Your companion for the night is ready. Aren’t you excited?!” She said with some short hops.\n\n“Y-Yeah, I guess…” Hibiscus hopped off his chair, looking a tad dejected.\n\nBut his face didn’t seem to bother Athena. “It’s the second room to the right. Can’t miss it!” \n\nThe Floragato just nodded and made his way towards the corridor.\n\n“I’m sure you’ll have the best night of your life!!!” Athena yelled out as the feline disappeared by the turn of the hall.\n\nMeanwhile, Persephone looked towards her sister with a disapproving look. “You know you might be wrong about your hunch, right?” \n\n“Hmmm? You said that before one of our tests, didn’t you? And yet I got the higher score.” She teased, giving her sister some head pats with her flipper.\n\n“Okay, but there’s quite literally thousands of Miltanks in the entire district. The chances of them being related is very small.” Persephone reaffirmed.\n\n“That’s true. But hey, you remember what Artemis always says, right?” She made her way towards the exit of the brothel before looking back. “If you take no risks, you reap no rewards. Let’s just say that, at worst, he leaves the room a bit dejected. But at best?” Athena opened the door. “His life might just take a shift he would never hope to believe in~.” \n\n\n____________________ \n\n\n\nMatilda was as excited as any evening of the week. The fresh lipstick on her mouth and the striking eyeliner helped accentuate her figure, especially with the elegant red dress she wore. It was all to make her client lust over her body and desire her. \n\nThe Miltank had been in this trade for over ten years now. Some would think a Miltank would have no place in a brothel when compared to traditional beauty standards such as Salazzles and Lopunnys, but with such a MILF body that she had, it was only natural that an establishment such as “Mother’s Milk” would pay any amount to contract her. \n\nAnd she was quite popular! Perhaps not as lucrative as the Nidoqueen that had been working there for three decades now, but certainly enough that she would have several clients a night, and she would make sure every single one of them left with a smile on their face.\n\nNo matter who they were.\n\nNot only was it fun, but it was also very well-paying! She never struggled to pay for her expenses or to fund her son’s studies and well-being. Which truly was her only concern.\n\nShe would take on any kind of job if it meant her most wonderful Floragato would have a happy life ahead of him. She was just lucky that the job she landed turned out to be so much fun as well. \n\nAfter all, her little flower was her whole world. Such a handsome young man, having grown up into such a caring gentleman, always caring for her and giving her gifts, if she were any younger she would surely have dated him- \n\nShe cut her line of thought by shaking her head. No, those weren’t appropriate thoughts. Maybe the newer generations were fine with it, but her parents always made sure that she knew incest was beyond any morality. Those were bad things to think about.\n\nBut she didn’t have to think for long, for she heard steps coming from outside the hall. \n\n“Good. Nothing like good sex to forget bad thoughts~” She mused to herself as she sat by the edge of the bed, stripping one of her shoulders just enough to look appealing to her client once he entered through the door. \n\nThree knocks on the door.\n\n“Come on in! I’ve been waiting for you~.” Matilda called with a seductive tone, luring in the boy who was about to have a life-changing experience.\n\nShe didn’t know how true that would be until the door swung open. Her eyes widened to encounter, not a stranger that she would get intimate with, but someone she was intimate with herself. \n\n“F-Flower?!” She screamed out in confusion.\n\n“M-Mom?!?!” Hibiscus yelled with the same emotions behind it.\n\nThe two Pokémons eyes met and a thousand thoughts ran inside their heads. A swirl of conflicting emotions that was overwhelming to even think about. Their cheeks blushed and Matilda covered herself with the nearby sheets.\n\nHis mind was overloaded, and yet the Floragato managed to blurt out the most obvious question. “W-What are you doing here, Mom?! I thought you were at work!”\n\n“I AM at work, mister!” She answered back, completely flustered by being called out. “I’ve been working here almost ever since you were born!” \n\nHis eyes widened at the realization. “So that means all those smells on you were because-” \n\n“D-Don’t change the subject!” She said aloud. “W-What are *you* doing here?” \n\n“Ummmm… My colleagues… might have invited us here after a round of drinks…” Hibiscus tried to avoid staring at his mother, and yet he couldn’t help but ogle here and there. Even while covering herself up, she looked so beautiful. \n\nMatilda tried raising the cover a little more. “W-Well, you shouldn’t… be here…” Her embarrassment of being seen like that by her own son… it felt so… \n\n“I-I’m sorry, mom. I didn’t want to intrude like this. I’ll just-” As the Floragato turned to leave the room, the solid wooden door closed right in his face, with a loud noise echoing through the room.\n\nThe booming noise was enough to scare the Floragato backward, his senses frying long enough for him to stumble back into the bed. But not before bringing his mother along with him down.\n\nWhen their senses had finally returned, they realized the situation they were currently in. Matilda laid on her back against the soft mattress, while above her was her adorable son, looking down at her with each arm beside her head. \n\nTheir eyes had met, and emotions ran high. \n\nMatilda always knew how handsome of a man her son had turned out to be. Kind and caring, always looking out for her happiness and well-being. But she never truly understood just how… manly he had become. Her breathing grew haggard.\n\nThoughts of a similar nature ran through Hibiscus' head. He had felt his mother’s scent, had observed her look for years, and had yearned for her. For him to be this close, while she looked at him that way. It was otherworldly. His heart skipped a beat. \n\nTheir hearts seemed to briefly connect as one. And with not enough mental fortitude to keep to their warnings and worries, they succumbed to desire. To bask in each other’s love in a way they had never even truly considered appropriate. \n\nThey kissed, and at that moment something changed within them. \n\nFor someone that hadn’t even kissed before, the Floragato wasn’t just kissing her lips with their own. No, instead his instincts took over, and opened his mouth to feel her tongue against his. His cheeks blushed and he didn’t dare open his eyes, with a lingering fear of her outrage or disappointment to beseech him. \n\nBut she just opened her mouth, allowing each other to taste the forbidden fruit that had been withheld for years now. \n\nThe Miltank couldn’t believe what was happening. She was kissing her own son! That was wrong! That could only lead to sadness towards the both of them and yet her heart seemed to disagree. It almost seemed at peace, somehow. \n\nMatilda could have been more aggressive with her kiss, but instead, she let Hibiscus take the lead, allowing her precious young man to explore her mouth and dictate their rhythm. She closed her eyes and allowed herself to go with the flow. \n\nHibiscus got in, tenderly interlacing his tongue with her and savoring her most maddening taste. He had dreamed how it would feel, but the real thing was so much better. She had an aroma of flowers and milk. A homely, sweet taste that was truly motherly. \n\nShe felt some buildup within her. Matilda was used to controlling her emotions on the job, but to be kissed so lovingly by Hibiscus was so wonderful. So hot. So exhilarating. She couldn’t help herself. \n\nFrom one of her uncovered udders, some milk leaked and a stray shot landed right on the Floragato’s chest. Both of them broke the kiss for a moment to stare at what had happened. \n\nIt was a bit awkward, with the silence perpetuated as both stared at the grassy chest that had been hit with that sweet milk. \n\n“O-Oh my! I’m sorry, flower! I didn’t mean to-” Matilda hastened for an apology, but stopped once she saw Hibiscus dragging his paw across his chest.\n\nWithout too much thought, he brought his palm full of milk to his mouth, taking a slow lick across it, bringing that sweet essence for a taste. \n\nThe Floragato always imagined how her milk would taste. And at that moment, one of his long-life dreams had been achieved, with a taste so heavenly he almost cried on the spot. It tasted sweet, homely, and familiar! It resembled his mother completely. \n\n“Sorry, mom… I can’t help myself…” The son apologized before lowering his head, bringing his whole body back so his face would be staring directly at his mother’s udders.\n\nShe realized what he meant to do. “W-Wait, Flower! It’s not appropriate-!” Matilda deflected to no avail, for he was already sucking on them. \n\nIt was sheer heaven. Hibiscus sucked on her udders almost like a babe. When the first spurt of Matilda’s sweet milk hit his tongue, he was already addicted. Her taste and scent were truly wild, his breathing getting hotter as he sucked harder onto it, making more and more of her delicious milky nectar hit the back of his throat, swallowing dutifully every drop. \n\nEven for a seasoned prostitute, the Miltank couldn’t help but moan around each of his sips. It was one thing to feed a hungry customer who she would meet, at most, twice a month. But to have her son, the love of her life, siphoning her cream was something truly foreign. It felt shameful, rough, strong, enticing, exhilarating. \n\nBut it seemed to be a bit too much for her. After a couple of minutes of Hibiscus drinking her milk, it suddenly stopped. He widened his eyes in surprise and tried to suck a bit harder, to the whimpering of his mother above, but nothing came of it. \n\n“S-Sorry, sweetie… I-I guess having you drink it must have made me too flustered. M-Must have clogged it or something…” She said amidst breaths, her cheeks still burning from what she had just gone through.\n\n“So there’s still more?” Hibiscus asked plainly.\n\n“Y-Yes, but it probably won’t come out-” \n\n“I’ll make it come out. Give me a second.” Vines emerged from his back, aiming directly above them towards a lateral iron bar, most likely used to tie ropes for kinky plays. Well, ropes were overrated. The Floragato had something way sturdier on him. \n\nThe vines reached the bar, and tied themselves around the metal substances, before going down once more, quickly wrapping themselves around the unaware mother. “W-What?!” Matilda yelped in confusion. Before she could understand what was going on, she was being brought upward, being suspended a couple of feet above the bed, with her legs and arms tied to her back while her udder and dripping pussy dangled from the impromptu shibari. “W-Where did you learn how to do this, Hibiscus?” She asked half in surprise and half pride in her son.\n\n“I-Internet…” He said a tad ashamed but quickly waved it off when he got a good look at his mother dangling from his vines. Another dream of his finally met. “You look so pretty like that…” \n\n“H-Hush…” Matilda blushed from the sudden compliment but didn’t struggle against the vines. For as much of a surprise it had been, she couldn’t lie to herself. It felt very erotic to be displayed like that in front of her son. “W-Well, are you just gonna stand and gawk at me all night? …Mommy is waiting, you know…” \n\nThose words filled a fire in Hibiscus’ heart and loins, and he left any restraint he still had behind. He lunged at her, grabbing a hold of her udders and, with now a better angle, sucked eagerly from it, getting more of that tasty dairy good directly into his tummy. “Hmmmm…” The feline half-moaned while swallowing his mother’s milk. \n\nMatilda moaned, getting a sky-view of her son once again drinking her milk. But this felt different, she felt aroused with each inhale of his mouth and each drop she let spill into his maw. It felt so good. Her pussy was burning with need, and she didn’t know for how long she could keep herself sane.\n\nAnd while Hibiscus loved the taste, he was getting a different kind of need. His feline cock, filled with barbs emerging from his hefty sack, throbbed in need from the scent of his mother. He had jerked off to her before, but never actually done it with someone. Perhaps today was the day… \n\nThe Floragato let go of her udder, letting a couple of droplets of milk spill from her teat, and he looked directly at her. “I-I’m sorry, mom. I can’t help myself…” He looked apologetic, but desire still burned within him. He lowered her a bit until her pussy was hovering just above his erection. \n\nShe noticed it. “W-Wait just a second, my flower. I love you, but aren’t we going a little too… fast?” She asked, a bit unsure still if she should cross the biggest line her parents taught her not to do. \n\nHibiscus looked a bit dejected, but he didn’t defy his mom. “P-Perhaps. B-But mom! I don’t want to do this with anyone else! You’re the only girl I ever wanna have sex with! If I have to lose my virginity… You’re the only one I can dream of doing so!!!” \n\nWhile her cogs of rationality still tried to move, her heart couldn’t bear seeing her son so needy while begging her. Not to mention, her desire filled her so that she couldn’t refuse him. “A-Alright, my flower. Just be careful with momma, okay?” \n\nHibiscus nodded eagerly, with his mind too lost to lust and love to truly comprehend what he was about to do. He lined his spiked cock against her entrance, and slowly pushed it upward, penetrating his mother and giving his virginity to her. \n\nBoth Pokémon shuddered in utter delight. Their union was a long coming and brought with it only pleasure and euphoria. \n\n“I-It feels amazing…” The Floragato said while feeling his member scraping against his mother’s walls. Even for a seasoned prostitute, she was still extremely tight, and her walls clung to him in a way that drove his mind crazy. “M-Mom…” He moaned out for her.\n\n“M-My little flower…” Matilda moaned back, feeling her son pushing inside of her. Her son was quite big, even compared to some of her bigger customers, and it filled her in a manner she had never felt before. His presence inside felt electrifying and almost soothing. It felt like it was meant to be, and her body only pushed that thought deeper and deeper into her head. \n\nBoth remained still for a moment, allowing themselves to adjust to that foreign and taboo sensation. At that single moment, neither cared if this was wrong or right. It just felt natural. \n\n“M-Mom!” The feline couldn’t help himself any longer. She just felt so tight and warm and perfect! Hibiscus pulled his cock back until only the tip remained inside. He pushed it inside once more, shoving it until his hips met her perfect butt, sending him as deep within her as possible, leaving his face a moaning mess. \n\n“F-Flower!!!” The sudden attack on Matilda’s cunt made her synapsis explode in sheer pleasure. The way her pussy molded around his cock made it feel oh so much better, and with each thrust, she felt herself getting addicted to his cock. It felt so freaking good, better than any other male she had laid within the past ten, no, twenty years. He was better than his dad!!! That thought made a minor climax course through her body, soaking Hibiscus with her fluids and making her walls tighten against his incestuous cock. \n\n“M-Mom! You feel so good. I wanted to do this my whole life. Getting to claim you. Make you mine. No one else’s. I want you. I want you forever and ever. Please. Please, I want to get even closer to you.” Hibiscus shouted while thrusting as hard as he could deep into the Miltank, making her ass ripple in the air and making his vines shiver with the sheer power behind each thrust.\n\n“H-Hun! You know m-momma can’t help when you sweet talk.” She moaned, feeling her heart beat faster from his actions and words alike. It felt so shameful but so right. She wanted him, needed him. It had to happen. “D-Dearie, please…” \n\n“Hmm?” He opened his eyes, looking up at her while keeping up his monstrous tempo on her tenderized pussy. \n\n“C-Cum in me. I need your warmth. Your love. Please give it to me, my beautiful little flower.” She moaned, feeling a stirring buildup gather within her core, way more powerful than the previous one. \n\nHearing those words awakened something primal within Hibiscus. Nothing mattered anymore for the Floragato, only one thing:\n\nTO BREED HIS MOTHER.\n\nThe feline grasped tightly against her bovine behind and went on a killer tempo against her plump behind. His thrusts were so powerful that perhaps Pokémon in the other rooms could hear them, and even if they couldn’t, their sex-crazed moans surely would reach them. \n\nMatilda’s tongue escaped her mouth as she was pounded like never before in her entire life. Each thrust went as deep as her body would allow, with his tip prodding against her fertile womb over and over and over again. She could feel it. It was coming. She was coming. “Baby, my precious adorable flower. Give it to me, please!” \n\nA good son never disobeys his mother. “MOM! I LOVE YOU!” All of his willpower broke, and with sheer joy and love in his heart, he felt his dam breaking, and from the tip of his barbed cock exploded a wave of sticky seed that immediately flooded her womb. But he didn't stop. Even through his climax, he kept humping her entrance over and over, letting his seed spill from her entrance and fall to the bed and his legs. But he didn’t care, all he wanted was to put more and more of his spunk deep within his beloved mom. To make her his. To make her pregnant. Pregnant with his kits. \n\nThe overwhelming warmth brought Matilda to the same mind-breaking climax. Her walls deeply tightened around his cock as a vice, holding as much as it could deep within her. She could feel her mind getting lighter, her body getting warmer, the vines getting weaker… Wait, “the vines getting weaker”? \n\nThe pleasure was too much for the just past-virgin feline. As if the purpose of his strength had been met, Hibiscus felt the roof getting darker and only felt the soft sheets against his back as he blacked out. \n\n\n\n____________________ \n\n\nPoor Hibiscus's eyes shifted and twitched as they slowly opened awake. He felt something caressing him, something deeply familiar. A sensation he didn’t need to get up and look to know who was comforting him. He just smiled at his mom. “How long was I out for…?”\n\nMatilda was resting against his chest, spooning against him and letting his warm fur comfort her body. “Ten minutes, give or take.” She answered without moving from her position. \n\nThe son couldn’t see his mother’s face from his angle, but he did feel a shred of awkwardness from her words. “Did I do bad? It was my first time, I’m not sure if I did okay…” \n\n“N-No, Hibiscus.” She pushed herself up, getting to look at his face. “That… was amazing. Honestly, easily the best sex I’ve ever had while being here… Maybe even longer than that…” Her eyes couldn’t stare at his face for long. Her blushing face showed it all he needed to know in that regard. \n\n“Phew, okay…” He let some of his anxiety go. “That’s great. I thought I didn’t manage to satisfy you. I wouldn’t forgive myself if that were the case…” He smiled softly, briefly closing his eyes.\n\nMatilda swallowed hard and looked at him once more. “Flower… We need to talk. About what just happened.” She dislodged herself a bit further from him, allowing the Floragato to raise his upper body. \n\nHibiscus felt a hitch in his throat. He forced himself up, looking at her with worry. “Did I make a mistake?” \n\n“No, hun… I did it.” The Miltank sighed. “I’m the proper adult here. I should have stopped you when things got… steamier. I shouldn’t have let your lust run wild like that. I’m gonna take the afterpill soon, so you don’t have to worry about babies.” \n\n“...wasn’t just…” Hibiscus whispered.\n\n“Hmmm? What was that?” Matilda asked.\n\n“It wasn’t just lust…” He almost pouted while answering. “I meant it… I might have gotten caught up in it, but I meant every single word I told you, Mom.” He looked into her eyes. “I really love you. Not just as your son, but as a lover. I want to be with you.” \n\nMatilda felt a grip on her heart. Conflicting emotions. “Flower… You know that I’m quite older than you, right? I’m sure you would feel happier with girls your age. You talk plenty about a Brionne girl, right? I’m sure she would do you good.” \n\nHe waved his head in a negative motion. “No! She’s a good friend, but I don’t see her that way. I… love you, mom. LOVE love you.” He leaned on his forearms, getting closer to the Miltank. “I don’t want anyone else. I’ve loved you for so long, and I don’t ever wanna let go of you.” Tears formed around his eyes. \n\nThe warmth within Matilda’s heart increased, and the grip felt lighter. She blushed, a bit flattered, but still… “Hibiscus. I’m your mother, right? A-Are you sure about this?” \n\nHe nodded in earnest. “I’ve never been more sure of anything in my entire life.” His face was so close to his mom, he could smell both her and his scent off her body. \n\nThe grip let go. And so any leftover uncertainty within her. \n\nMatilda closed her eyes and leaned in for a kiss. Not a lustful one, but a tender and caring kiss. A lover’s kiss. \n\nAs she broke the kiss, a strong blush permeated the grass-type’s cheeks. \n\nShe giggled. “I haven’t had a boyfriend in over two decades. I guess this will be fun, huh? My most precious flower, mine and only mine.” \n\nHibiscus swooned over her, almost melting from the kiss. But he still had the strength to jump towards her and cover her in a big and comfy hug. “I won’t disappoint you. I promise, Mom.” \n\nShe hugged him back and knew he would keep his word. For he had never lied to her during his entire life.\n\nThe moment lingered for a minute.\n\n“Ah, but, do you mind if I ask you a favor?” Hibiscus’s cheeks flushed once more. \n\n“Hmm? Sure, dear.” \n\n“Would… you consider not taking the pill, if possible?” His face was red as a tomato.\n\nMatilda just giggled. “Sure, hun. Don’t worry. I’ll teach you all the tricks of being a parent. I’m sure you’ll be a wonderful father to your mother’s kids~.” She teased.\n\nLife was full of surprises. And sometimes, those surprises really were the best kind one could hope for. \n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "A Flower for a Mother
By Olemgar/rodrigulino


Story Contains: Incest, Impregnation, BDSM and lots of milk.



College students can be very sneaky and crafty.

At the top of the social chain, it wasn’t unheard of for seniors to abuse their powers by making the freshmen do tasks for their benefit, or dare to do something absurd to “prove themselves.”

Some would bring them to parties and ask them to paint their faces, to show senior superiority. Others would take to the streets and force the freshmen to wear clothes that they were embarrassed about. A couple would even make them go ask for money on the street, so they could use said money to buy drinks and get wasted.

Hibiscus was aware of all those things. He had watched many college movies during his growing years. But what the Floragato couldn’t ever expect to happen during his first college hangout was for them to bring him to a brothel!

He had to admit he let his guard down. He had made friends with a pretty nice senior called Athena, a pink Brionne with a shy yet very endearing personality. She had invited him and his friends, alongside her own sister, to have drinks at the bar.

In the stupor of the moment, they started a game of sharing embarrassing secrets, or at least very scandalous ones. One of Hibiscus’ friends began with a tale of how he managed to get stuck behind a street drain when he was a kid, another one recounted how he didn’t even know there was more to the continent beyond just the metropolis they lived at until two years ago. And yet another shared that he fainted during a cousin’s wedding because the bride’s dress accidentally tore up and he saw her panties.

But the biggest bombshell was easily from the twins. They revealed that they were married to their brother and that they each had kids with him. That was something that left the group quite stunned, but with incest becoming more and more commonplace for younger generations, it was more so a very daring life choice instead of something bigger.

Maybe it was due to that, but Hibiscus felt a bit more comfortable relaying a problem he had been struggling with for a long while. That he had fallen in love with his mother.

Another bombshell, but the twins were the first to be very supportive of him, saying that feeling like that is only natural. As the conversation went, Hibiscus added that he didn’t know what his mother worked for, but he did know she sometimes came back home smelling quite different, but he never caught on what exactly it was.

Once the twins heard that, they looked at each other with mischief in their eyes. They excused themselves to make a call, apparently to their brother, and once they returned, they invited the group on another small trip.

Now here he was. Sitting by the waiting lounge at a brothel deep into the red-light district of Olympia. His classmates were being whiskered one by one as they were escorted to the rooms with the women who would take their virginities. Until there was only him, sitting by the dark room with a strong scent of perfume, incense… and female fluids. A smell he was guilty of already knowing.

After all, it wasn’t everyone who was courageous enough to admit they knew the scent of their mother in heat. He had sneaked into her bedroom while she was out and sniffed her underwear. That he had masturbated to her image and photos many times.

To say he was nervous would be the understatement of the decade. He was freaking out. The girls had gotten reservations for all of the freshmen, with all of them being virgins, finally getting the chance to lose their virginities, in quite a place no less.

Hibiscus muttered to himself. “How did they do this? This brothel needs to be booked at least a month in advance! How did they manage to book four spots on such short notice?!” He was truly baffled. What kind of pull did their brother have?

All of the Floragato’s friends had gotten to choose their pick, with some pretty lovely whores personally coming to escort them. But for Hibiscus in particular the twin seals insisted on keeping it a secret on who his escort for the night would be.

He awaited with a hastened breath as the time to go and lose his virginity got closer and closer. His paws played around with his natural yoyo, something he always did when nervous. Getting to play with his natural vines eased him somewhat and helped clear his mind.

Perhaps that was for the best? Maybe getting laid with another female would finally get his mind off his mom. He could finally move on with his life and not have to agonize over lusting and yearning for someone who would never reciprocate those feelings.

But even trying to rationalize such things, it still didn’t sit right with him. For as much as he would enjoy finally getting to partake in sex, he… always dreamed of having his first be his mother, the most lovely Miltank he had ever known.

But maybe reality wouldn’t be so kind to him…

“Yahoo!”

“Myaaaaaow!” Hibiscus half-screamed from the startling sound. Luckily there wasn’t anyone else there besides him and the twins to witness his loudness.

“Hahaha! Sorry to startle you.” Athena apologized with a slight bow. “Your companion for the night is ready. Aren’t you excited?!” She said with some short hops.

“Y-Yeah, I guess…” Hibiscus hopped off his chair, looking a tad dejected.

But his face didn’t seem to bother Athena. “It’s the second room to the right. Can’t miss it!”

The Floragato just nodded and made his way towards the corridor.

“I’m sure you’ll have the best night of your life!!!” Athena yelled out as the feline disappeared by the turn of the hall.

Meanwhile, Persephone looked towards her sister with a disapproving look. “You know you might be wrong about your hunch, right?”

“Hmmm? You said that before one of our tests, didn’t you? And yet I got the higher score.” She teased, giving her sister some head pats with her flipper.

“Okay, but there’s quite literally thousands of Miltanks in the entire district. The chances of them being related is very small.” Persephone reaffirmed.

“That’s true. But hey, you remember what Artemis always says, right?” She made her way towards the exit of the brothel before looking back. “If you take no risks, you reap no rewards. Let’s just say that, at worst, he leaves the room a bit dejected. But at best?” Athena opened the door. “His life might just take a shift he would never hope to believe in~.”


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Matilda was as excited as any evening of the week. The fresh lipstick on her mouth and the striking eyeliner helped accentuate her figure, especially with the elegant red dress she wore. It was all to make her client lust over her body and desire her.

The Miltank had been in this trade for over ten years now. Some would think a Miltank would have no place in a brothel when compared to traditional beauty standards such as Salazzles and Lopunnys, but with such a MILF body that she had, it was only natural that an establishment such as “Mother’s Milk” would pay any amount to contract her.

And she was quite popular! Perhaps not as lucrative as the Nidoqueen that had been working there for three decades now, but certainly enough that she would have several clients a night, and she would make sure every single one of them left with a smile on their face.

No matter who they were.

Not only was it fun, but it was also very well-paying! She never struggled to pay for her expenses or to fund her son’s studies and well-being. Which truly was her only concern.

She would take on any kind of job if it meant her most wonderful Floragato would have a happy life ahead of him. She was just lucky that the job she landed turned out to be so much fun as well.

After all, her little flower was her whole world. Such a handsome young man, having grown up into such a caring gentleman, always caring for her and giving her gifts, if she were any younger she would surely have dated him-

She cut her line of thought by shaking her head. No, those weren’t appropriate thoughts. Maybe the newer generations were fine with it, but her parents always made sure that she knew incest was beyond any morality. Those were bad things to think about.

But she didn’t have to think for long, for she heard steps coming from outside the hall.

“Good. Nothing like good sex to forget bad thoughts~” She mused to herself as she sat by the edge of the bed, stripping one of her shoulders just enough to look appealing to her client once he entered through the door.

Three knocks on the door.

“Come on in! I’ve been waiting for you~.” Matilda called with a seductive tone, luring in the boy who was about to have a life-changing experience.

She didn’t know how true that would be until the door swung open. Her eyes widened to encounter, not a stranger that she would get intimate with, but someone she was intimate with herself.

“F-Flower?!” She screamed out in confusion.

“M-Mom?!?!” Hibiscus yelled with the same emotions behind it.

The two Pokémons eyes met and a thousand thoughts ran inside their heads. A swirl of conflicting emotions that was overwhelming to even think about. Their cheeks blushed and Matilda covered herself with the nearby sheets.

His mind was overloaded, and yet the Floragato managed to blurt out the most obvious question. “W-What are you doing here, Mom?! I thought you were at work!”

“I AM at work, mister!” She answered back, completely flustered by being called out. “I’ve been working here almost ever since you were born!”

His eyes widened at the realization. “So that means all those smells on you were because-”

“D-Don’t change the subject!” She said aloud. “W-What are *you* doing here?”

“Ummmm… My colleagues… might have invited us here after a round of drinks…” Hibiscus tried to avoid staring at his mother, and yet he couldn’t help but ogle here and there. Even while covering herself up, she looked so beautiful.  

Matilda tried raising the cover a little more. “W-Well, you shouldn’t… be here…” Her embarrassment of being seen like that by her own son… it felt so…

“I-I’m sorry, mom. I didn’t want to intrude like this. I’ll just-” As the Floragato turned to leave the room, the solid wooden door closed right in his face, with a loud noise echoing through the room.

The booming noise was enough to scare the Floragato backward, his senses frying long enough for him to stumble back into the bed. But not before bringing his mother along with him down.

When their senses had finally returned, they realized the situation they were currently in. Matilda laid on her back against the soft mattress, while above her was her adorable son, looking down at her with each arm beside her head.

Their eyes had met, and emotions ran high.

Matilda always knew how handsome of a man her son had turned out to be. Kind and caring, always looking out for her happiness and well-being. But she never truly understood just how… manly he had become. Her breathing grew haggard.

Thoughts of a similar nature ran through Hibiscus' head. He had felt his mother’s scent, had observed her look for years, and had yearned for her. For him to be this close, while she looked at him that way. It was otherworldly. His heart skipped a beat.

Their hearts seemed to briefly connect as one. And with not enough mental fortitude to keep to their warnings and worries, they succumbed to desire. To bask in each other’s love in a way they had never even truly considered appropriate.

They kissed, and at that moment something changed within them.

For someone that hadn’t even kissed before, the Floragato wasn’t just kissing her lips with their own. No, instead his instincts took over, and opened his mouth to feel her tongue against his. His cheeks blushed and he didn’t dare open his eyes, with a lingering fear of her outrage or disappointment to beseech him.

But she just opened her mouth, allowing each other to taste the forbidden fruit that had been withheld for years now.

The Miltank couldn’t believe what was happening. She was kissing her own son! That was wrong! That could only lead to sadness towards the both of them and yet her heart seemed to disagree. It almost seemed at peace, somehow.

Matilda could have been more aggressive with her kiss, but instead, she let Hibiscus take the lead, allowing her precious young man to explore her mouth and dictate their rhythm. She closed her eyes and allowed herself to go with the flow.

Hibiscus got in, tenderly interlacing his tongue with her and savoring her most maddening taste. He had dreamed how it would feel, but the real thing was so much better. She had an aroma of flowers and milk. A homely, sweet taste that was truly motherly.

She felt some buildup within her. Matilda was used to controlling her emotions on the job, but to be kissed so lovingly by Hibiscus was so wonderful. So hot. So exhilarating. She couldn’t help herself.

From one of her uncovered udders, some milk leaked and a stray shot landed right on the Floragato’s chest. Both of them broke the kiss for a moment to stare at what had happened.

It was a bit awkward, with the silence perpetuated as both stared at the grassy chest that had been hit with that sweet milk.

“O-Oh my! I’m sorry, flower! I didn’t mean to-” Matilda hastened for an apology, but stopped once she saw Hibiscus dragging his paw across his chest.

Without too much thought, he brought his palm full of milk to his mouth, taking a slow lick across it, bringing that sweet essence for a taste.

The Floragato always imagined how her milk would taste. And at that moment, one of his long-life dreams had been achieved, with a taste so heavenly he almost cried on the spot. It tasted sweet, homely, and familiar! It resembled his mother completely.

“Sorry, mom… I can’t help myself…” The son apologized before lowering his head, bringing his whole body back so his face would be staring directly at his mother’s udders.

She realized what he meant to do. “W-Wait, Flower! It’s not appropriate-!” Matilda deflected to no avail, for he was already sucking on them.

It was sheer heaven. Hibiscus sucked on her udders almost like a babe. When the first spurt of Matilda’s sweet milk hit his tongue, he was already addicted. Her taste and scent were truly wild, his breathing getting hotter as he sucked harder onto it, making more and more of her delicious milky nectar hit the back of his throat, swallowing dutifully every drop.

Even for a seasoned prostitute, the Miltank couldn’t help but moan around each of his sips. It was one thing to feed a hungry customer who she would meet, at most, twice a month. But to have her son, the love of her life, siphoning her cream was something truly foreign. It felt shameful, rough, strong, enticing, exhilarating.

But it seemed to be a bit too much for her. After a couple of minutes of Hibiscus drinking her milk, it suddenly stopped. He widened his eyes in surprise and tried to suck a bit harder, to the whimpering of his mother above, but nothing came of it.

“S-Sorry, sweetie… I-I guess having you drink it must have made me too flustered. M-Must have clogged it or something…” She said amidst breaths, her cheeks still burning from what she had just gone through.

“So there’s still more?” Hibiscus asked plainly.

“Y-Yes, but it probably won’t come out-”

“I’ll make it come out. Give me a second.” Vines emerged from his back, aiming directly above them towards a lateral iron bar, most likely used to tie ropes for kinky plays. Well, ropes were overrated. The Floragato had something way sturdier on him.

The vines reached the bar, and tied themselves around the metal substances, before going down once more, quickly wrapping themselves around the unaware mother. “W-What?!” Matilda yelped in confusion. Before she could understand what was going on, she was being brought upward, being suspended a couple of feet above the bed, with her legs and arms tied to her back while her udder and dripping pussy dangled from the impromptu shibari. “W-Where did you learn how to do this, Hibiscus?” She asked half in surprise and half pride in her son.

“I-Internet…” He said a tad ashamed but quickly waved it off when he got a good look at his mother dangling from his vines. Another dream of his finally met. “You look so pretty like that…”

“H-Hush…” Matilda blushed from the sudden compliment but didn’t struggle against the vines. For as much of a surprise it had been, she couldn’t lie to herself. It felt very erotic to be displayed like that in front of her son. “W-Well, are you just gonna stand and gawk at me all night? …Mommy is waiting, you know…”

Those words filled a fire in Hibiscus’ heart and loins, and he left any restraint he still had behind. He lunged at her, grabbing a hold of her udders and, with now a better angle, sucked eagerly from it, getting more of that tasty dairy good directly into his tummy. “Hmmmm…” The feline half-moaned while swallowing his mother’s milk.

Matilda moaned, getting a sky-view of her son once again drinking her milk. But this felt different, she felt aroused with each inhale of his mouth and each drop she let spill into his maw. It felt so good. Her pussy was burning with need, and she didn’t know for how long she could keep herself sane.

And while Hibiscus loved the taste, he was getting a different kind of need. His feline cock, filled with barbs emerging from his hefty sack, throbbed in need from the scent of his mother. He had jerked off to her before, but never actually done it with someone. Perhaps today was the day…

The Floragato let go of her udder, letting a couple of droplets of milk spill from her teat, and he looked directly at her. “I-I’m sorry, mom. I can’t help myself…” He looked apologetic, but desire still burned within him. He lowered her a bit until her pussy was hovering just above his erection.

She noticed it. “W-Wait just a second, my flower. I love you, but aren’t we going a little too… fast?” She asked, a bit unsure still if she should cross the biggest line her parents taught her not to do.

Hibiscus looked a bit dejected, but he didn’t defy his mom. “P-Perhaps. B-But mom! I don’t want to do this with anyone else! You’re the only girl I ever wanna have sex with! If I have to lose my virginity… You’re the only one I can dream of doing so!!!”

While her cogs of rationality still tried to move, her heart couldn’t bear seeing her son so needy while begging her. Not to mention, her desire filled her so that she couldn’t refuse him. “A-Alright, my flower. Just be careful with momma, okay?”

Hibiscus nodded eagerly, with his mind too lost to lust and love to truly comprehend what he was about to do. He lined his spiked cock against her entrance, and slowly pushed it upward, penetrating his mother and giving his virginity to her.

Both Pokémon shuddered in utter delight. Their union was a long coming and brought with it only pleasure and euphoria.

“I-It feels amazing…” The Floragato said while feeling his member scraping against his mother’s walls. Even for a seasoned prostitute, she was still extremely tight, and her walls clung to him in a way that drove his mind crazy. “M-Mom…” He moaned out for her.

“M-My little flower…” Matilda moaned back, feeling her son pushing inside of her. Her son was quite big, even compared to some of her bigger customers, and it filled her in a manner she had never felt before. His presence inside felt electrifying and almost soothing. It felt like it was meant to be, and her body only pushed that thought deeper and deeper into her head.

Both remained still for a moment, allowing themselves to adjust to that foreign and taboo sensation. At that single moment, neither cared if this was wrong or right. It just felt natural.

“M-Mom!” The feline couldn’t help himself any longer. She just felt so tight and warm and perfect! Hibiscus pulled his cock back until only the tip remained inside. He pushed it inside once more, shoving it until his hips met her perfect butt, sending him as deep within her as possible, leaving his face a moaning mess.

“F-Flower!!!” The sudden attack on Matilda’s cunt made her synapsis explode in sheer pleasure. The way her pussy molded around his cock made it feel oh so much better, and with each thrust, she felt herself getting addicted to his cock. It felt so freaking good, better than any other male she had laid within the past ten, no, twenty years. He was better than his dad!!! That thought made a minor climax course through her body, soaking Hibiscus with her fluids and making her walls tighten against his incestuous cock.

“M-Mom! You feel so good. I wanted to do this my whole life. Getting to claim you. Make you mine. No one else’s. I want you. I want you forever and ever. Please. Please, I want to get even closer to you.” Hibiscus shouted while thrusting as hard as he could deep into the Miltank, making her ass ripple in the air and making his vines shiver with the sheer power behind each thrust.

“H-Hun! You know m-momma can’t help when you sweet talk.” She moaned, feeling her heart beat faster from his actions and words alike. It felt so shameful but so right. She wanted him, needed him. It had to happen. “D-Dearie, please…”

“Hmm?” He opened his eyes, looking up at her while keeping up his monstrous tempo on her tenderized pussy.

“C-Cum in me. I need your warmth. Your love. Please give it to me, my beautiful little flower.”  She moaned, feeling a stirring buildup gather within her core, way more powerful than the previous one.

Hearing those words awakened something primal within Hibiscus. Nothing mattered anymore for the Floragato, only one thing:

TO BREED HIS MOTHER.

The feline grasped tightly against her bovine behind and went on a killer tempo against her plump behind. His thrusts were so powerful that perhaps Pokémon in the other rooms could hear them, and even if they couldn’t, their sex-crazed moans surely would reach them.

Matilda’s tongue escaped her mouth as she was pounded like never before in her entire life. Each thrust went as deep as her body would allow, with his tip prodding against her fertile womb over and over and over again. She could feel it. It was coming. She was coming. “Baby, my precious adorable flower. Give it to me, please!”

A good son never disobeys his mother. “MOM! I LOVE YOU!” All of his willpower broke, and with sheer joy and love in his heart, he felt his dam breaking, and from the tip of his barbed cock exploded a wave of sticky seed that immediately flooded her womb. But he didn't stop. Even through his climax, he kept humping her entrance over and over, letting his seed spill from her entrance and fall to the bed and his legs. But he didn’t care, all he wanted was to put more and more of his spunk deep within his beloved mom. To make her his. To make her pregnant. Pregnant with his kits.

The overwhelming warmth brought Matilda to the same mind-breaking climax. Her walls deeply tightened around his cock as a vice, holding as much as it could deep within her. She could feel her mind getting lighter, her body getting warmer, the vines getting weaker… Wait, “the vines getting weaker”?

The pleasure was too much for the just past-virgin feline. As if the purpose of his strength had been met, Hibiscus felt the roof getting darker and only felt the soft sheets against his back as he blacked out.



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Poor Hibiscus's eyes shifted and twitched as they slowly opened awake. He felt something caressing him, something deeply familiar. A sensation he didn’t need to get up and look to know who was comforting him. He just smiled at his mom. “How long was I out for…?”

Matilda was resting against his chest, spooning against him and letting his warm fur comfort her body. “Ten minutes, give or take.” She answered without moving from her position.

The son couldn’t see his mother’s face from his angle, but he did feel a shred of awkwardness from her words. “Did I do bad? It was my first time, I’m not sure if I did okay…”

“N-No, Hibiscus.” She pushed herself up, getting to look at his face. “That… was amazing. Honestly, easily the best sex I’ve ever had while being here… Maybe even longer than that…” Her eyes couldn’t stare at his face for long. Her blushing face showed it all he needed to know in that regard.

“Phew, okay…” He let some of his anxiety go. “That’s great. I thought I didn’t manage to satisfy you. I wouldn’t forgive myself if that were the case…” He smiled softly, briefly closing his eyes.

Matilda swallowed hard and looked at him once more. “Flower… We need to talk. About what just happened.” She dislodged herself a bit further from him, allowing the Floragato to raise his upper body.

Hibiscus felt a hitch in his throat. He forced himself up, looking at her with worry. “Did I make a mistake?”

“No, hun… I did it.” The Miltank sighed. “I’m the proper adult here. I should have stopped you when things got… steamier. I shouldn’t have let your lust run wild like that. I’m gonna take the afterpill soon, so you don’t have to worry about babies.”

“...wasn’t just…” Hibiscus whispered.

“Hmmm? What was that?” Matilda asked.

“It wasn’t just lust…” He almost pouted while answering. “I meant it… I might have gotten caught up in it, but I meant every single word I told you, Mom.” He looked into her eyes. “I really love you. Not just as your son, but as a lover. I want to be with you.”

Matilda felt a grip on her heart. Conflicting emotions. “Flower… You know that I’m quite older than you, right? I’m sure you would feel happier with girls your age. You talk plenty about a Brionne girl, right? I’m sure she would do you good.”

He waved his head in a negative motion. “No! She’s a good friend, but I don’t see her that way. I… love you, mom. LOVE love you.” He leaned on his forearms, getting closer to the Miltank. “I don’t want anyone else. I’ve loved you for so long, and I don’t ever wanna let go of you.” Tears formed around his eyes.

The warmth within Matilda’s heart increased, and the grip felt lighter. She blushed, a bit flattered, but still… “Hibiscus. I’m your mother, right? A-Are you sure about this?”

He nodded in earnest. “I’ve never been more sure of anything in my entire life.” His face was so close to his mom, he could smell both her and his scent off her body.

The grip let go. And so any leftover uncertainty within her.

Matilda closed her eyes and leaned in for a kiss. Not a lustful one, but a tender and caring kiss. A lover’s kiss.

As she broke the kiss, a strong blush permeated the grass-type’s cheeks.

She giggled. “I haven’t had a boyfriend in over two decades. I guess this will be fun, huh? My most precious flower, mine and only mine.”

Hibiscus swooned over her, almost melting from the kiss. But he still had the strength to jump towards her and cover her in a big and comfy hug. “I won’t disappoint you. I promise, Mom.”

She hugged him back and knew he would keep his word. For he had never lied to her during his entire life.

The moment lingered for a minute.

“Ah, but, do you mind if I ask you a favor?” Hibiscus’s cheeks flushed once more.

“Hmm? Sure, dear.”

“Would… you consider not taking the pill, if possible?” His face was red as a tomato.

Matilda just giggled. “Sure, hun. Don’t worry. I’ll teach you all the tricks of being a parent. I’m sure you’ll be a wonderful father to your mother’s kids~.” She teased.

Life was full of surprises. And sometimes, those surprises really were the best kind one could hope for.
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