Monster Harem In The Tower-Chapter 256: The Yapping Son and His Delulu Mom

Nathan sorted through the information he wanted to share. Even though he said he would tell the truth, that didn’t mean he would give it in full. In his mind, he decided, David isn’t an idiot. He doesn’t hold blind loyalty toward Ulrich... he’s still just a normal human, but...

Nathan glanced at Fiona. He has reasons to do more and to cooperate without fighting for power like those dumb guild leaders.

After yapping inside his head, Nathan finally revealed the truth about why the Tower existed. David and Fiona were a bit shocked. They asked how Nathan could possibly know.

With his natural yapping skill, Nathan explained that he had once been trapped on the final floor, managed to defeat the floor boss, and discovered the Guardian of Earth who explained everything.

Validia smiled. A good lie. I’ll make it perfect, she thought.

"Yes, Nathan and I were there... we witnessed the truth that the Tower is nothing more than a human training arena..." Validia lowered her head, showing a perfectly staged frustrated expression.

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From deep inside the tower, Lilith the Milky Mommy—who’d just been moping about how her useless cunt would never be a proper gateway for new life, and how her fat, swollen tits were nothing but decorative fuck-balloons that would never drip a single drop of milk to feed a human—was now staring hungrily at the monitor showing Nathan still talking to David.

"Hmmm... My sweet boy, look at you making big plans behind Mommy’s back," she purred, biting her plump lower lip hard enough to leave teeth marks. A sick rush of pride flooded her as she watched the man she’d claimed as her son move without her permission. Her nipples stiffened into aching points, poking obscenely against the thin fabric covering them.

"Ummm... and my little girl is helping you cover the lies, isn’t she...?" she moaned softly, feeling her fake little family working together to hide the full truth is truly amazing. Her greedy cunt gave a wet, needy pulse at the twisted, fucked-up harmony that only existed in her depraved head.

Her body was built stronger than any human’s, and after gobbling up Nathan’s old soul memories, her empathy had been cranked up hundreds of times over—yet it was still picky as fuck. When Earth was getting wrecked she didn’t feel a damn thing. But now, just watching Nathan, she was so turned on that her slutty pussy was already drooling, a thick string of cunt juice starting to soak into whatever pathetic excuse for panties she was wearing.

She squirmed in place, one hand sliding down to cup her dripping mommy-cunt through her clothes, whispering to the screen like a depraved bitch in heat:

"That’s it Son... keep lying for Mommy... make me so fucking proud my useless pussy is throbbing..."

Lilith’s long black nails scraped down the front of her sheer black gown, the fabric so thin it might as well have been cobwebs clinging to her milk-white skin. No panties, nothing to stop her fingers from finding the slick, swollen lips of her aching cunt the moment she spread her thick thighs wider on the command throne.

"F-fuck... look at you, my perfect boy," she hissed through glossy black lips, eyes locked on Nathan’s image while her middle finger slid straight into her dripping mommy-hole with a wet squelch. "Making Mommy so proud... making this worthless womb throb like it still matters..."

Her massive tits heaved under the open-shouldered gown, pale as fresh cream, blue veins visible beneath the skin as her free hand clawed at one heavy globe and yanked it free. The fat, dusky nipple was already rock-hard, begging. She pinched it viciously, twisting until milkless pain shot straight down to her clit.

"Ughnnn... you and your sister lying for me... covering Mommy’s dirty secrets..." Two fingers now, then three, punching in and out of her greedy cunt so hard the lewd slaps echoed through the empty tower. Her black nails glistened with her own slick as she spread herself wider, showing the empty air just how soaked her pretty pink insides were.

"Mommy’s useless pussy is drooling for you, baby..." she whimpered, voice cracking into a filthy moan as her palm ground against her swollen clit. Her hips bucked off the throne, fat ass jiggling, gown riding up to expose every inch of that flawless, bred-for-fucking MILF body.

She dragged her soaked fingers up, smearing her juices across her black lips before sucking them clean like a starving whore, eyes rolling back.

"Cum inside Mommy’s head, Nathan... fill this empty skull with your lies... make me cum so fucking hard my barren cunt forgets it’ll never breed—"

Her back arched like a bow. A guttural scream tore from her throat as her pussy clenched around nothing, gushing clear girl-cum down her trembling thighs in thick rivulets, staining the throne beneath her.

Panting, shaking, black nails digging into her own thigh hard enough to leave crescent marks on that porcelain skin, she kept staring at the screen wearing the most broken, loving smile.

"Good boy... Mommy’s proud... so fucking proud..."

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Nathan, completely unaware that somewhere deep within the Tower he was currently being used as the centerpiece in Lilith’s deranged, mother-obsessed daydream, kept his expression steady as he wrapped up the conversation.

"That’s the gist of it," he said.

"This Tower was built to train humans."

David didn’t respond. His face had gone rigid—like a man realizing he’d been a background character in someone else’s cosmic experiment.

Fiona still had both hands over her mouth, eyes trembling.

"So... all of this... was planned from the start?"

Nathan gave a calm, almost bored nod.

"Yeah. Much longer than anyone down here ever guessed."

Validia lowered her head just enough to sell the lie perfectly, her expression crafted with absurd precision.

Silence pooled between them.

Fiona swallowed.

"If the Tower alone is already this terrifying... then... there is something worse, right?"

Nathan raised a brow, playing it cool.

"Oh, plenty."

A small smirk tugged the corner of his lips—too faint to accuse him of anything, but sharp enough that Validia instantly recognized it.

Outwardly, Nathan was relaxed.

Inwardly, he was amused:

If they’re panicking over this... imagine if they ever learned that this shit happen because massive inbreeding in ancient time.

The Tower is nothing. Human ancestors were chaos incarnate.

No reason to toss that truth out today. One disaster at a time.

He said none of it.

Didn’t hint it.

Didn’t even blink in that direction.

Just a smirk.

And then—

"Let’s focus on the Tower first," he said, standing up.

"The rest comes later."

David exhaled shakily.

Fiona looked like she had seen history itself rearranging.

Validia glanced at Nathan, eyes narrowing with interest. She could tell he was holding back something enormous.

And far, far away in the Tower’s depths, Lilith pressed both hands to the screen showing Nathan’s face—her expression a feverish mixture of pride, obsession, and something disturbingly maternal.

Her voice came out in a trembling whisper, half-worship, half-delusion:

"That’s it... my brilliant boy...

Keep growing on your own...

Keep proving you don’t need me...

So Mommy can love you even more."