Set Up Camp For The Night, You And Mom Need Your Rest

You're still exhausted from fucking Mom for nearly two straight days, and decide to set up camp. You find a small patch of grass, and figure it's as good a place as you're going to find. Lying Mom as gently down as you can, you quickly gather some wood, and start a small fire. Though you wish you could go to sleep, as long as Mom is unconscious like this, you don't want to risk it. She is beyond gorgeous, and someone might want to steal her from you, and now that her magic is broken, they could.

Despite not getting any sleep, getting off your feet feels nice, and you manage to catch a bunny to eat. By midnight, the fire has fizzled out, and you decide you've rested enough, and get back on the road. By dawn you find the small village. You survey it from a distance, just to be sure, and see humans, orcs, elves, minotaurs, griffons, and even a dragon or two walking the streets as casually as can be. This must be the place, and you come out from hiding and head in.

You get a few glances here and there, but there's no malice in the stares at all, which is rather refreshing. The town isn't too big, with only an inn, hospital, and restaurant making up the center, which is surrounded by a number of small houses and huts. You decide that getting a place at the inn is best.

As you walk in, you are greeted by a small blue troll. You've never liked trolls, always stealing things, and the high pitched voices they have always grate on your nerves. "Welcome! How long will you be staying?"

"Um, I don't know. A while."

The troll nods, writing your info into the guest book. "On your honeymoon?"

"Something like that."

"A real beauty she is. You really lucked out on her."

With a sigh, you respond, "She's my mother."

"Oh, even better. I always enjoyed fucking my mom from time to time." he then hands you a key. "There, all set. Now, if you'll follow me to your room."

You follow the small troll to your room, and you tip him. It's a small room, with only one bed, a cabinet, and bathroom. Relief finally setting in, you lay Mom down on the bed, lock the door, and lay down next to her.