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"Be sure to eat every bite sweety! You're a growing boy after all." said a feminine voice, high in pitch and full of energy. A certain pink drac in nothing but a blue apron. A busty chest and thick form only a "mother" could have, gaining quite the look during her travels with her thick form and wide hips. During her paid vacation, this time her pink eyes set on a certain young male. She had gotten her hands on a "good boy" this evening, her young ward Elv having suggested him. His dark skin stood out from the rest, and the green moss like hair was also quite unique, this male human being strict in his training to surpass his rival. That rival however was not home, actually being the first choice of this "mom" to take home with her since that red hair was adorable along with his baby face.

Although Elv reminded her that the red haired human was older, she didn't seem to mind so much. The disappointment faded when she used her charms to bring home this handsome young boy, the 16 year old male known as Ruru. She put a tray of freshly warm cookies on the high chair where Ruru was stuck in, his leg being chained to it and his arms being stuck inside the tight seat made for kids, "What the hell...how did I get into this mess..." he wondered, giving an annoyed stare at the brown haired draconian. He struggled for a bit, only seeming to get a chuckle from her as then she lifted up a cookie to his mouth, "Don't be shy! I made it just for you! My good little boy!"

It all came back to him when the smell of delicious chocolatey dessert was pressed against his lips, not letting the airplane land this time. He was at home preparing for the next day's training, when she came along knocking. Being a big fan of cookies, especially chocolate chip, how could he refuse? He'd seen her with the Mayor's aide when he wasn't with that whacky mayor, and she seemed to not be a threat. Everything went black after a few minutes of woofing down that sweet sweet cookie. The only thing that made sense was that it had to have been laced with something, his eyes looking down and seeing something glitter on the surface of each cookie. Like small faint confetti, something had been sprinkled on it, now refusing what he'd normally indulge himself with.

"No thanks lady. I'm not hungry....now why am I here? I got stuff to do tomorrow." questioned Ruru, slowly getting himself loose but not making it too obvious. Upon glancing around, he realized that he was in a cabin, lit by several oil lamps. Specifically he was in the kitchen, complete with a stone oven and a sink area for washing dishes. She put down the cookie and gave him a pat on the head, drawing his attention back to her face. Something about that smile giving him bad vibes, that hand making him shake his head out of defiance, "It's best if you stayed over for the weekend with momma. I can use your lovely company!" she replied while tugging at his cheek, quickly shoving a cookie into his mouth, which he immediately spit out all over the tray. That nasty behavior made her wag her finger, the rest of the cookies ruined by pre chewed crumbs, "Oh! You naughty boy! Wasting food is bad!" she scolded with her hands on her hips, memories of him getting yelled by his real mother flooding back.

If there was one thing he hated, it was being babied, never finding it appealing since he considered himself to be a man, even when he was barely 10, "Your name is Miss L right? You sure Elv doesn't need you?" he reminded with a hint of fake concern, needing a way to distract her long enough. The door was 10 feet away and well within running distance, though he was shoeless and it had snowed. No telling how far he was from home, so it was a bit risky. But what was riskier was staying with this crazy mother obsessed drac, being kidnapped not one the things he wants on his resume. She took the tray back and unfortunately had to toss away the cookies, grabbing the large bowl of cookie batter and starting to prepare more, "Oh no, he's fine. He's with Mr. Busey on business. So that leaves us for some mother and son bonding!" she said with a slight giggle, Ruru seeing that bare butt as she moved to the stone oven, and bent over, shaking his head at the sight of her large hips and tush staring right at him.

That juicy form might have been attractive to some, but he preferred his women with less meat, less fat and less crazy. Finally he had gotten it loose, being careful not to fling the high chair's tray right off or she will stop him. He knew about drac biology and was sure she was not only physically stronger, but fast too. Even someone of her size wouldn't be slowed down with legs like that, calculating the possibility of escaping considering her kind was about twice as fast as a human could run. He would need her about 7-8 feet away to make his move, and looking away, seeing her come back and put a seat in front of him to sit down and look at her darling "son". She took a moment to adjust her long flowing brown hair, the twin set of purple horns just barely visible on her head, "So how was your day? I was so busy making your room...I didn't get to prepare a proper dinner. You're so thin...." she commented, Ruru actually being in good shape and somewhat muscular in his arms and abs.

She pinched his cheek again, tugging on it before he pulled it away, "H-hey...the cookies are burning! You should take them out!" yelled Ruru while leaning towards the oven, the chef drac gasping and quickly running towards the stove. With her back to him, that gave the green haired human the opening he needed. He quickly threw himself off the high chair, and made a break for it, the sound getting her attention, "Later B--ack!" his celebration fell flat when the chain attached to the high chair pulled him back. Apparently it was bolted to the floor, enough that he wasn't able to move it. His hand barely pushed the door, seeing it open to a blizzard still going strong. In in hindsight, he would've been pretty screwed going out there barefoot and without a sweater or something else to keep him wear. Not to mention, he had no idea where he was taken, how far he was from civilization.

"Oh I'm such a scatterbrain...I was so busy getting you ready for dinner, I forgot to lock the door..." she remarked while carefully walking over and shutting the door. She stood right over him, both legs on each side of his head, "Ah dammit it...she has a bush...that's not something I needed know." he remarked as he quickly rolled back, having seen the more private quarters of the lady drac. Smooth labia with a bit of brown fuzz right above her clit, shaking his head to get the image out of his brain. The focus should be on his bindings, quickly being lifted up and hugged against that bulbous bosom. He had heard locks being shut, knowing now that the door was properly closed and his prison was complete.

The chain wasn't the thickest, but without enough time, he wouldn't have a chance to work on ripping it from the wooden frame. Since the high chair was not going to work, she simply sat him in a normal chair right beside it, though normal to a drac like herself, giant for a human like him. She then kissed his forehead, rubbing it gently as it had a small bruise from that fall, "Oh no! My carelessness lead to you hurting yourself...though that kiss should make it better." she said while giving another kiss, Ruru putting both hands against her face to try and push her away, "What are you nuts?! Kisses don't do anything like that! It's you keeping here that caused this!" shouted Ruru, one word in his yelling voice making her twitch an eye.

He swore for a moment her eyes turned red, seeing her close her eyes for a moment and take a deep breath, before looking at him with that smile that return to her pink face, "Can you forgive your momma for not securing your chair better? Keeping you safe and happy is important to me!" she asked, grabbing his left hand and rubbing it with the right. Almost immediately he pulled away, clenching his fists and slamming them on the table, "Stop that! You're not my freaking mother to be treating me like this! Are you a crazy bitch or something?"

Miss L had lowered her head for a moment, the brown hair covering her face as again, Ruru said a certain word that was guaranteed to set her off. The human raised an eyebrow from the silence, suddenly finding himself falling over, along with the sound of something being smashed. The legs of his chair were taken out by her thick tail, bringing him to the floor and seeing her glare at him. Her pink eyes were almost red, having dilated, "How....dare.....you!" she growled softly while looking at him, immediately kneeling down and grabbed the wooden high chair by a leg and ripping it right off, then tossing it against the door "How DARE you use that kind of language in this house?!" she scolded . It was then that he would think before talking, that high chair turning into a pile of firewood with a loud bang. The chain holding was also ripped it off from the stand. By human standards, dracs who stayed in shape would be considered super human, giving a yelp as he found himself being hoisted up and hanging upside down with a very angry "mother" then carrying him off.

Maybe now he should watch what he says, swallowing a bit and not noticing that the back of his head was resting against her bare tush. Although he doubted it, she could easily hurt him, being out matched physically. She was mentally unstable, kidnapping him and calling him "her son" was proof enough, but calling it out on her would set her off. The sound of a door opening broke him from his thoughts, now realizing that her smooth tush was against his cheek and pushing against her, "I will not tolerate you using that word in my house...now... you left me with no choice..." she said in a rather somber tone, along with a sniffle as he then dropped him on a bed. With the human dropped like luggage, his chain was re-attached to the foot of the bed as he heard. The room was quite small, being about maybe twice her width and only having a dresser and the bed, not even a window though there was a toilet and sink.

"You're going to bed without supper. And you're...*sniff* going to think about what you said. You only have one mother you know!" she cried as she rubbed her snout, tears going down her face. Seeing a woman cry bothered him, even if she was a crazy kidnapping drac. For now, he had to play along and ignore the awkward feeling guilt he was feeling. The door was slammed shut, leaving him in a room only lit by an oil lantern, "...I never had a mother. But even then, this feels wrong. Why is she naked like that? Is it a drac thing?" he wondered as he laid back, not knowing too much about the culture of her kind. This could be a break though, waiting about half an hour before slipping off the bed and taking a look at the chain. Being quiet was the key, seeing that she herself closed the chain around a hook. It wasn't the most powerful one, with his strength he could probably rip it off with effort. But that leaves the other problem, how to keep himself from freezing to death outside.

If he could find his things, it'd be a cinch but barefoot is suicide. The strong wind blowing against the cabin was audible in the silence, considering getting his plan going. Quietly he pulled as hard as he could with his right leg, having put the blanket around the chain to minimalize noise. After a good 5 minutes, he flew back, getting smacked in the chest with the blanket covered chain, being quite lucky so as it would've been incredibly painful without the blanket cushioning the blow. The success made him clench his fist in victory, though the war wasn't over just yet as the flesh behind the shackle was a bit sensitive from the whole Ordeal. He gritted his teeth and proceeded to try and pull it about, those muscles tensing up with a low growl. If only he could get this off, the chain won't weigh him down, the metal slowly pulling apart before bending enough to let his foot slide off.

Another notch on the victory board for him, quickly unwrapping the blanket and putting it on the bed, in case he would fail she would never know his methods. Like a mouse on Christmas, he tip toed towards the door as quietly as possible grabbing the door handle and pulling it open. Thankfully it wasn't locked, as Miss L hadn't expected her "son" to escape those binds but the halls were almost pitch black. He could hear her humming something but with how dark the path in front of him and her voice echoing, it was hard to pinpoint, "Where is my stuff...I don't have much time. Whacky bitch like her will probably check on me in a bit." he muttered to himself as he hugged the wall, turning a corner and seeing a bit of light coming from a door creaked open.

The humming was getting louder, letting him know that she was inside and doing something which would hopefully keep her attention long enough. Quickly he moved past that door and found himself back in the kitchen, thinking now that maybe he missed a door. It wasn't helping that he could barely see, keeping a hand against a wall as he made himself back. He then realized that the humming had stopped, the light gone from the door he passed earlier. Time was now a factor, quickly stopping as his hand felt a different surface. It wasn't cold wooden walls and it wasn't the smooth texture from a door either. It was smooth, warm and slippery, moving his hand up until it met something a bit stickier, along with a light gasp, "Mmm....how did you get out?..." asked a voice, a voice he knew well as Ruru fell onto his tush. He was found out, quickly trying to call away before being effortlessly picked up. Seems that the drac was taking a shower, a warm one and upon getting out, she heard creaking about.

All the struggling and cursing in the world didn't help free that angry human, being chained up again but this time the metal was twice as thick. Unfortunately his break out cost him "dinner" and the lamp in his windowless room confiscated. Now hungry and in the dark, he wondered more about surviving and less about getting away, clenching his fist as he would not be broken. He would get out of here, even if he had to break his code on not hitting a lady. Surprisingly, he wasn't visited until the next evening, the growling of his stomach bothering him despite his mediating to keep his body calm and working at minimal effort. The creak of the door and the light from her lantern blinded him for a moment, being in pitch black darkness for over 24 hours not the best thing for him.

"Ruru, I hope you thought about what you've done! Momma always has room in her heart for forgiveness!" she remarked while holding a large plate of food. Food that smelled delicious, consisting of fish and fruit salad, along with some steamed veggies adorning the seafood. Food after almost 3 days of not eating made anything seem edible. The fatigue was starting to settle in and his pride slowly eroding as well, those green eyes of his looking at her giving such a sweet face. But he knew better, behind that sweet face was a maniac, kidnapping drac who was too unstable to be allowed in mainstream society. Try as he might, the new chain was far too tough for him to try and break, on top of the lack of energy to do anything.

Survival was on his mind now, taking a deep breath as he prepared to swallow the remaining bit of pride he had left, "...Y-yes Muh..Muh...ugh...can't believe I'm saying this..Momma. I'm sorry for being rude. Your son has learned his lesson." he replied with a somewhat disgusted look on his face, those words leaving a bad taste in his mouth since he'd never say such nonsense were his life in danger. That apology made her squeal with delight, her tail holding the lantern since her hands were full and walking over towards him. That prehensile tail was very useful, using it to turn on the flame to brighten the room and sitting down beside him. Once his eyes adjusted, he saw she was still only wearing that blue apron, the one that barely held that bosom and nipples back. Her waist and hips were visible from his angle, showing modesty was not one of her forte.

Not even panties were a thing for her it seemed, trying his best to ignore it since he wasn't a fan of a thick woman's nakedness so close to him, "That's better! You had me worried that you were simply an unruly boy, but you have shown your maqin that you can learn from your mistakes. Now close your eyes and open up. You must be hungry and tired...I'll make sure you get your nutrients!" she remarked while gripping the rather large fork in her hand, poking some tomatoes and lettuce for him. To avoid making himself look more like a fool, he opted on nodding instead of talking, his stomach growling once again just spite him.

The hunger in him nearly made him drool, holding it back as best as he can before he felt his arm being pulled. Both of his wrists were gripped and the sound of metal clicking behind him made him open his eyes and struggle, "There we go...just for your safety sweety. I spent a good bit of time cooking this...human dishes are a bit more difficult than I thought. But I hope you enjoy it!" she giggled with that sweet smile, one that hid her malicious intentions as she bound him properly. All need to eat left him as that was the last straw, turning and pushing himself away from her with his feet, "What the hell! Now you're handcuffing me?! I swear, no food is worth dealing with a crazy kidnapping bitch like you who belongs in the loony bin!" he shouted, coughing a bit after straining his voice from the lack of food.

He had enough, being a warrior meant that he shouldn't fold to such torture and accept nothing short of death, like a true man. If he were to starve to death, he'll let the end come without succumbing to the pain, the drac's eyes growing wide as again, this boy had opened his mouth to say the wrong things. The pink face turned to near red, even her irises turning to a blood red as she carefully put meal she painstakingly cooked on the foot of the bed. Even a mother has her limits and there was only so much abuse she would take.

The motherly drac had her patience end with this naughty boy, Ruru saying the "c" word making her snap as well, "Itoldyounottousethatlanguagewithme!Youhavenoideawhatyou'retalkingabout!Icameheretogiveyoufoodandanurtureyouandcareforyouanldoveyouandkeepyouand nowyoujustwanttousesuchfowlwords!" she shouted at a rapid speed with her hands on her hips, the loud voice making the green haired human wince a bit. She began walking around in a circle, continuing her rant while wagging a finger at him, "Ihaveamindtowishyourmouthoutwithsoapandthensome!" yelled Miss L while giving a sigh, putting both hands on her chest for a moment and taking a deep breath, "I'm just a misunderstood lady that just wants to help out you handsome young boys...."

Like a hurricane, the calm came and went as she again flared back up, her hair frizzing up as she grabbed him by the leg and lifted him up, her foot stomping down and breaking that heavy chain as she looked at him while he dangled upside down, "You kids are all alike and always so stubborn when some caring person that wants to help lead you the way tries to. You always talk so much like you know so much when you really know so little. I don't want to hurt you anymore and you leave me no choice I don't want to I don't want to I don't want to!..." she cried with tears in her eyes, looking at him eye to eye before dropping him on the bed again.

In his mind, she was definitely crazy, wondering how to assess this. Those tears couldn't be real, and if they were, he'd only be helping her mad addiction if he played along with it, "Ugh...look...I'm not your kid. I'm an adult...just do what you want...I don't care anymore. Feed me, starve me, just at least lift your apron back on. Don't need to be seeing those mountains while I'm with you." he pleaded with a sigh, shuffling back against the back of the bed with his knees up against his chest. Those handcuffs were a real pain and in his position, he was a real prisoner.

The drac glanced down and saw her left breast had slipped out in all the ruckus, casually putting back in her place until she realized something. It all made sense now, his repulsion to her body, constant remarks over her barely naked body. It seemed that she had been going about this the wrong way, putting a finger against her snout and tapping it, "...Oh..now it makes sense...your shyness around your mother's naked body...you're still a young boy indeed. You haven't been made into a big boy yet have you?" she asked while narrowing her eyes a bit, her stare intensifying and eyeing him like prey. His defeated state turned to one of shock, shaking his head immediately and scooting back against the back of the bed as she let her apron fall down, "W-what? No! That has nothing to do with it! A warrior leaves all desires out such at that out! Besides, even if I WERE interested, I don't like fat chicks!" he commented after seeing her take a few steps, her wide hipped juicy body growing closer.

Each step made those plentiful breasts jiggle, each one much larger than Ruru's head and wider than his body. His eyes was not a fan of a body belong to a bbw like her, preferring skinny ladies, though species mattered little to him while weight did. There was a patch of fuzz right above her crotch as she walked, thick meaty thighs inching closer before he found himself pinned by her breasts, his face barely able to see anything through that cleavage, "You don't have to hide your true feelings Ruru...I'm here for you...FOREVER....eeee....." she remarked with a squeal, the door to their room closing shut suddenly and the lantern she brought in dimming down. The shouts of a unwilling human and an over eager "mother" echoed in vain, the drac teaching her "son" her true love for him and doing the right thing for his benefit. Learning how to please a woman was very important and every warrior would eventually settle down when there is no conflict.

• 4 days later

Investigators finally found traces of the missing person Ruru, who was found unconscious in a Cabin 20 miles away. There was no trace of anyone besides the victim, who awoke with what seemed to be amnesia. All there was to be found in the modest cabin was a bed broken in half with no mattress or sheets along with the rest of the home bare of anything aside from a few provisions to live outdoors. When questioned, Ruru was unable to give a proper answer, saying he didn't remember anything that had happened in the past week. It was odd that someone who had gone missing and was found naked about 20 miles away in a forest would not recall anything, and the case was soon closed. Without a suspect or leads, the case was classified as unsolved.

Back in Nevertown, Ruru felt uneasy from not knowing what happened to him. Only thing that was apparent was his entire body was sorer than anything he'd ever hope to expect and for some reason he was drinking more milk than normal. It was only a phase though as soon he went back to his normal drinking habits, dressed in fatigues with a green hoodie to deal with the cold, "...what the hell...why can't I remember--?!..." he thought to himself, passing by Mayor Busey's house with the door open and seeing the Mayor's aide Elv talking to someone. The Mayor was out looking for a stick of cheese that wouldn't freeze in the winter, something that would probably be impossible but Elv let him go for some peace and quiet.

"..--ry, didn't think he was that bad of a guy. Though they said he has no memory...did you..?.." he asked as someone gave a giggle, a voice that sent chills down his spine for some reason. The green hair on his head tensed up as he peeked on in, his goatee nearly flying off as he saw a large thick and tall pink drac, dressed in a standard courier uniform but showing off quite a bit of skin. With standard blue armor on her hips and leggings that went up past her knees while keeping her toes visible, she only had what seemed to be similarly colored panties. It stood out from the rest of the outfit, with gauntlets and a strong flexible chest plate that did what it could to hold back what was obviously a massive bosom. Miss L turned her head for a moment, making Elv turn too who was dressed in shorts and a red t-shirt, thankful that eastern dracs had no trouble with snow or the cold weather.

"Hmmm? Did you hear something?" asked the young drac, Miss L walking over and peeking her head out of the door, seeing no one but noticing a trail of footprints that seemed to end at the door and run back in the direction they were made, "...Oh nothing dear...well I have to get back. The job awaits! You be a good boy while Maqin is gone." ordered the motherly drac, kissing the little brown drac on the forehead after lifting him up and pressing her against her chest. There was work to be done, and more boys to "teach", Miss L giving quite an insidious grin as she thought about how well behaved Ruru was once she did away with his shyness, going for 3 days straight of teaching him while also doing her the favor of draining her lactose swollen tits which fed him well over the hours of intense fun.

Elv would have to make sure to get better boys for her, blushing a bit from the kiss and returning it to her cheek, waving to her as she went off to the train station. As she left, someone else came in, dragging in snow which he didn't want, "Hey, wipe your feet please...oh, hiya. Did you need something?" asked Elv to the company as he went over to the Mayor's desk and adjusted the latest paper work. The red hair was quite a eye catcher, the mentor to the latest batch of Couriers deciding to visit, "Yea....Ruru just went speeding off to his room for some reason. Though I wanted to ask the mayor something..." asked Eura, that light and kind tone in his voice making Elv keep in mind for him to meet his Maqin.