Luca

Last night you had some blueberry wine, and this morning when you wake up, it was already past nine o'clock.

You put on your glasses and go to your adopted son's bedroom to find him, but didn't see anyone. Strange. This lazy boy never wakes up on his own unless you yelled.

You finally find Luca by the stream surrounded by berry bushes behind your cottage. But when you see what he's doing, you can't help but feel surprised.

He is washing, washing his own underwear. He knows you can use magic to clean all the fabrics in an instant, the reason he does so is obviously because he doesn't want you to know.

When you approach, the boy is startled, almost throws his underwear in your face. "M-mom! I'm just...doing some cleaning, nothing special...w-what's for breakfast?"

You can't help but chuckle. Although you haven't touched a (real) man for centuries, you know what's happening here. You remember last night when you were slightly drunk, you held Luca in your arms, blowing some syrupy words into his ears. These words are more powerful than any spell, have already had an impact on his youthful body.

With a hint of responsibility, compassion, a hint of joy at the birth of a new man, and a hint of guilt, you bring Luca into your bedroom, make him sit on the bed. The boy's hands clasps together, head lowers, dares not look at you. "I...I'm sorry mom. Something strange happened last night. I had a weird dream and...I don't know if it's about magic..."

You anxiously sit by your adopted son's bed. Nowadays, people have developed destructive spells that can destroy a city all in an instant, but still feel helpless about common but potentially fatal illnesses like flu. You sighed. When can people let go of their obsession with killing each other?

"Mom..." Luca moans hoarsely, his young hand weakly rests on yours, so soft yet hot like a piece of bread just taken out of the oven. "I'm fine...really. Just...let me sleep and...I will wake up full-power next morning..."

"I'm...not a child, mom." Luca lifted his head, gives you a heart wrenching smile. You take a deep breath. Of course, as a knowledgeable witch, you do have a way to accelerate the self-healing ability of Luca's young body. However, this method... may not be very appropriate for a "big boy".

You arrive at your laboratory and take out some herbs from your medicine cabinet - dried Isatis root, honeysuckle flowers, akebia leaves and mistletoe twigs. Take these herbs mixed with ritual processed crow blood, and your body fluid will be filled with their essence, your milk will also be endowed with magical healing power. When Luca was young, you often used this prescription to treat him.

This is indeed the most effective way, but do you really want to breastfeed Luca again like you would a baby?

Door bell rings. As you open the door, a familiar view of exotic beauty appears in front of your eyes. Calipso, your kin at the witch circle comes to visit!

"How are you babe? Oh I miss you so much!" Calipso hugs you tightly, kisses your cheek twice. Her tanned, voluptous curves clamp with yours, make you almost hard to breath.

"Welcome, aunt Calipso! Are you staying for dinner?" Your stepson Luca hurries down from upstairs, you see Calipso's eyes suddenly lighten as she appreciates this lil good-looking. "Aww~ look how pretty you are, Luca boy!" She gives Luca another suffocating hug, almost buries him in her cleavage. "Last time I saw you, you were just a little boy playing in the stream, dangling your tiny wiener around... Does it grow bigger now? Mind if I check?"

"A-aunt Calipso!" Luca gasps as Calipso playfully rubs his crotch. You clear your throat, disapprove Calipso's frivolous deed to your son, she thus lets Luca go, leans to you giggling.

"You are so lucky to have him, my dear." She says enviously, "Well, back to the point, this time I'm here bringing you a gift. It's a rare flowers I found in Lebanon. I know you like those gardening stuffs." With a snap of fingers, a flower pot appeared in her hand. There is a succulent plant growing on the sandy soil in the flowerpot, with a large pink flower resembling a female pudendum blooming at the top.

"Wow, how beautiful!" Luca seems instantly attracted by the flower, leans forward, takes a deep sniff of it. "It smells good too! Like nectar mixed with...with..." His face suddenly turns red. "I... I need to use the bathroom!" He presses his hands on his crotch, quickly runs away.

"Is he okay?" Calipso tosses a caring glance. "Some magic plants may have uncontrollable impact on muggles. Do we need to...check?" She turns to you, as if she hasn't make much troubles.