As normal as could be.

He got down and tried his best to not look at his mom in a way that would excite him. Easier said than done, when he entered the kitchen she was bending over to look into the oven, offering him a view of her pussy and asshole from behind.

All thoughts of normalcy went out of the window and the tip of his dick began to stick out of the bottom of his boxers.

"I made some mini pizzas and a few things to eat in front of the TV. Go sit in the living room, I'm coming," she said once she heard him approach.

John turned on the television and listened to the news.

"In other news, it is the seventh disappearance happening this month in Pinewood County. All of them so far happened at night, in close proximity to Springfield and concerned young women. The chief of Police has declared in a press conference this afternoon that federal authorities will be involved in the investigation due to the gravity of the event and the lack of any lead. And now, Walter Thompson will tell us about the big match Friday night; will the Stallions finally take their **** on the Buzzards after losing to them for six seasons?" John changed the channel, not being interested in sports. He put some cartoon on just to have something to listen to while eating.

The more John thought about it, the more he became convinced that those disappearances might be supernatural in origin. There had been reports of strange noises and lights around the places the girls disappeared at, but with the only witnesses being hobos and a drunk guy coming home from a party no one took it seriously.

John would be curious to know if Moira was investigating these events.

"Here comes the food, be careful it is hot," said his mom, putting a plate of food on the armrest of his armchair.

"This looks delicious, mom! You've really outdone yourself," he replied. The plate was covered with mini pizzas, pigs in a blanket and other small finger food items. Not only was each looking good, but there were 6 or 7 sorts and they were decorated. John was nearly drooling and a good half of it was from the food as opposed to her naked body on the couch facing him.

"This is really scary. This town used to be so safe and now there are innocent young girls disappearing. I have heard that Mrs Mortimer's niece is among those girls, you remember Lydia?" said his mom as he attacked his plate with appetite.

How could he not? Lydia was 7 years older than him and used to babysit him a few years ago when his parents were out. She was a nice girl and let him play video games a lot later than he was supposed to. Many times John had dreamed about the curves she was hiding under her baggy clothes. He was thankfully old enough to wash himself when she started babysitting him so she never witnessed his shortcomings. As far as he would have liked to, nothing ever happened, but still he dreamed about it (and on occasion had to change his sheets in the morning).

The fact she was missing worried him, she was a kind and nice girl that he knew, he really did not want anything bad happening to her.

His mother chatted with him during dinner but not even her naked body and playful conversation could take his mind off what happened and what Lydia might be enduring (if she was even alive).

He told his mom that he would go to bed early and got to his room.

Once inside, he called Moira.

"Newman? What is it? Are you in danger?" she asked.

"No, I saw the news. Are you looking into these disappearances? It looks like it might be magic related."

"There's no proof of magic being at play here, we're leaving this to the authorities. Why do you care anyway?"

"I know one of the girls that disappeared. And I wanted to know if you had any leads before looking at it myself."

"Are you insane? If it is caused by magic you might die, there are very powerful evil people out there. Do you even have any clues how to proceed? Have you ever thought about what would happen if you disappeared too?"

The first points were somewhat sensible, the last one made him think that she was more worried about the thought of being locked in chastity than him dying.

"I know there's almost no chances of this succeeding if I do it alone. That's why I called you. I am under your protection and you wouldn't want anything bad happening to me, right? So could you see if you can learn something about it? And then we will go rescue or avenge her."

"Ok, I'll ask one of our seers but their answers are often not that helpful. Hum... Did you make any progress with the other thing?"

"A little, but it would go faster if I had a few things to work with. A bit of gold as materials, books about magic to learn things rather than having to figure it all out, magic crystals to have magic available rather than accumulate it for days. Any of these would help a lot. But I have found kind of a solution to your problem, I will tell you directly the next time we see each other in person."

"Alright, promise me that you will not go hunt for whatever abducts these girls all by yourself."

"I'm not suicidal. And like you said, I wouldn't know where to start."

After ending the call, John thought about it some more. He would need to be stronger, this made him realize that he still had not distributed the points from his last level.

He needed so many things. His magic was nice but against many targets he would need to be able to fight either in close combat or with ranged weapons. He decided on +2 Strength and +3 Agility.

The agility would help at range, to hit, to dodge and his Theft skill. The strength would be nice even in everyday life and in close combat.

John waited for his mom to go to bed and turn her light off. He knew there was little chance of her checking on him during the night as long as he was back a few hours before her waking up.

He gathered his gear and got ready, not knowing what to expect. It was time to explore the neighbourhood to see what kind of things waited for him in the barrier he would create here.