Chapter 30: Stepmother is way too beautiful

Kael left the cultivation room with a relaxed expression on his face.

Hands clasped elegantly behind his back, he walked through his stepmother’s pavilion with calm, steady steps.

He soon reached the kitchen. Selene was there, next to Seraphine.

On a typical day, he would have expected to see maids rushing back and forth, preparing breakfast.

Today, however, the two women were alone, standing side by side at the kitchen table.

His stepmother held a knife, carefully chopping ingredients, the rhythmic tap of the blade against the cutting board filling the silence.

She glanced up for a moment when he appeared in the doorway, a subtle smile playing on her lips, before turning her attention back to the cutting board.

Beside her, Seraphine had her hands buried up to the wrists in white dough.

Her long, delicate fingers worked carefully, if a little clumsily, her brow furrowed slightly in concentration.

The first dumplings in the pan beside her had come out lopsided and misshapen—one or two had even split open, the filling peeking out through the torn dough.

But Seraphine was a cultivator at the peak of the Foundation Realm. The control she had over her own body was absurd.

Under Selene’s patient guidance, it didn’t take long for her to completely master the art of making those dumplings.

First, she carefully flattened the dough into a disc.

Then she placed a spoonful of ground meat in the center and sealed the edges, pinching the top until it formed a small, pointed ball, complete with a little tip.

In a way, the shape strongly resembled a breast.

Placing the finished dumpling in the pan next to the others, she immediately moved on to the next one.

Her body swayed gently with the movement of her hands.

Every time her palms sank into the dough, those fat juicy tits followed the gesture, hanging forward inside her dress and wobbling with a slow, lazy heaviness.

Each push sent them swinging a beat behind the rest of her, the soft flesh catching up and settling with a heavy little bounce before the next push set it swaying all over again.

Kael leaned against the doorframe for a few seconds, simply enjoying the view, his eyes following every slow swing.

"You’re doing great, sweetheart." Selene smiled sweetly, leaning in to count the dumplings already lined up in the pan.

"That’s enough for now. Put them in the oven—fifteen minutes at 180 degrees, until the crust is nice and crispy."

She gave Seraphine a gentle pat on the back.

Seraphine nodded, raising her delicate fingers—still dusty with flour—to brush a strand of pink hair from her face.

A white smudge stayed behind on her cheek, and she didn’t even notice.

Normally, a task like this would be simply beneath a woman of Seraphine’s caliber—and far beneath Selene’s.

Both were talented and powerful cultivators.

Even if neither of them had a wealthy family like the Ashen Family or the Purewind Family to back them, their cultivation level alone would have been enough to keep dozens of mortal servants at their disposal.

Still, Selene sometimes liked to do these things with her own hands. And above all, she loved seeing Kael’s smiling face whenever she prepared a delicious treat for him.

Seraphine cleaned the flour from her hands with a flick of Qi and opened the oven door, which sat a little lower than the table where they were working.

A wave of heat rolled out and hit her face, blowing a few pink strands of hair back, but she didn’t pay it much mind.

She grabbed the baking pan with both hands and bent forward at the waist, her legs straight, without even thinking of bending her knees.

Her back dipped into a gentle curve, and those plump, luscious buttocks jutted out toward Kael, rising higher and rounder the deeper she leaned into the oven.

The fabric of her dress clung tightly to them, stretched to its limit, digging into the deep cleft between her two bubble-like cheeks and outlining the contours of her thick thighs pressed together beneath.

Kael couldn’t hold back any longer. He moved closer in silence, his footsteps light on the stone floor, his eyes fixed on that ass.

His open palm flew through the air and landed squarely on her right cheek.

Clap!

"Ah~"

A loud smack, followed by a soft squeal, echoed through the kitchen.

Kael’s palm sank deep into the plump buttock, the soft flesh flattening beneath his hand for a split second before it sprang back, bouncing against his fingers as if trying to push him away.

The impact rippled outward from where he’d struck, crossing the tight cleft, and setting the left cheek jiggling along with it.

Seraphine dropped the pan into the oven with a clatter, her entire body going stiff, her back arching even further for a moment.

Then she straightened up and whirled around, the sudden motion sending her heavy breasts swinging inside her dress, bumping softly against each other before they settled.

Her face was flushed all the way to her ears, her lips parted, and one hand flew instinctively to her own butt to cover the spot that was still tingling.

Her eyes met Kael’s, half indignant, half melting. But no words of protest made it out.

"Kael... be gentle." Selene set the knife down on the cutting board and parted her lips to protest, but she didn’t even have time to finish her sentence. "That’s..."

Plap!

"Ahn~!"

Kael’s free hand came down on his stepmother’s butt too, slapping it hard and grabbing it in the same instant.

The slap sent Selene’s plump buttock lurching heavily to the side, the whole soft mass wobbling under her dress.

His fingers had already clamped down, catching it mid-sway and digging deep.

Her warm flesh bulged out between his fingers, the fabric of her dress crumpling in Kael’s fist as he squeezed.

The sheer weight of that ass filled his entire hand and still overflowed on every side, the cheek compressing around his grip.

"Don’t worry, Miss Selene—no..." He corrected himself, a mischievous smile spreading across his face. "Mom..."

Without hesitation, he pulled both women toward him, one in each arm.

"Seraphine can handle almost as much as you can."

The two women’s enormous breasts crashed against his chest, jostling for space, crushing against one another and bulging up out of their necklines as they spilled out to the sides—too big even for him.

Kael felt those four mountains of warm flesh pressing against him, soft and heavy, molding themselves to the shape of his chest.

Selene’s already hardened nipples poked at his skin through the thin fabric, two stiff little points that dragged across him.

"K-Kael... love, I-I’m your stepmother, you can’t do this to me, you have Seraphine now and—"

Again, Kael cut her off, leaning forward and pressing his lips against hers, kissing her passionately.

Selene still tried to resist for a second, her hands flat against his chest. But soon her fingers curled into Kael’s clothes, pulling rather than pushing, as his tongue invaded her mouth and a low moan died between their lips.

[Selene’s Acceptance increases by 5!]

Leave Seraphine just because he had Seraphine now?

No way in hell!

"Ah~" His lips parted from hers, a thread of saliva stretching between their mouths for an instant before it broke.

Kael’s eyes were full of love.

Selene, on the other hand, seemed to be struggling to control her own desire, her chest rising and falling heavily against his.

The hand still gripping his stepmother’s ass slid forward over her dress, and his fingers sank between Selene’s thick thighs.

Even through the fabric, Kael felt the soft fullness of her vulva—plump and warm—her pale lips parting slightly and molding around his middle finger as he pressed in.

Selene gasped and reflexively squeezed her legs shut, but that only trapped his hand there, her thick thighs clamping warm and soft around his wrist.

"Stepmother is way too beautiful... how could this humble Kael live without this fat juicy cunt? No way."

Those words hit Seraphine harder than they did Selene.

She stood there, still trapped in Kael’s arm, her huge breasts squashed against his side, staring from one to the other with wide eyes and her mouth agape.

Did Kael and Selene really have a relationship that degenerate???