DxD: Crimson Fate

Chapter 4: Baby steps.

"Aaaa~"... "Aaaaaaa"...

"Eeeee~" .... "Eeooo~" ...

It's been four weeks since "The Cake Incident". I'm now 7 months old.

Since then, I've decided that letting "baby me" keep taking control is no longer a viable option. So, I've been re-learning how to walk and speak.

On the one hand, the walking part is quite complicated. My body lacks muscle mass, motor control skills, or muscle memory, so I have to retrain all of those to walk again.

On the other hand, speaking was much more straightforward. Though I still couldn't talk immediately, I only had to train my vocal cords and tongue muscle memory to say words properly.

But there was one catch that prevented me from speaking yet. I didn't mind stumbling and falling as I tried to walk.

"Maaa~".. "Ma-OOF!"..

Ok, I lied; I minded it a little. This shit hurts, but it's a part of the process.

However, my stupid pride would not let me babble random words out loud until I learned to speak at least semi-decently.

And so began my training montage whenever my mom was out of the room.

At my sixth-month party, my mother bought me some toys. Luckily for me, those toys couldn't all fit in my crib, so she started letting me play on the floor while she was busy with the house.

I would play up how excited I was whenever she took me out of my crib and placed me on the floor to play with the toys, so she has been doing it more and more often. And since I didn't do any stupid shit that babies usually do, she didn't have a reason to suspect I would hurt myself.

So, whenever she left me to play alone, I would crawl to the wall (I started crawling around three weeks ago. It took surprisingly little time to learn, and Mom was over the moon when she saw me do it). Then, I would support my body on the wall as I stoop up. I would follow that by walking around the room along the walls without touching them, only using them to support myself if I fell. During all this, I would also use my voice to sound out vocals to train my speech skills.

"MaaMaa~"...

Today is the day I surprised my mom with it.

After I finished my exercises, I estimated it to be about the time Mom finished her chores, so I returned to my toys, sat down, and pretended to play. My estimation was correct, as a few minutes later, the door opened, and Mom came in.

As always, she took my breath away. My mom, no older than 25, looked like a goddess. Her eyes were bright emerald green, framed by long, silky black hair that flowed down her back. Her heart-shaped face was enchanting, and I couldn't help but admire her.

Since "the incident," I have allowed myself to be a bit of a degenerate, just like Mom, and admire her body instead of awkwardly avoiding looking at it.

She stood tall at about 5'8" with an hourglass figure that seemed almost otherworldly. Her curves were striking, with a modest yet shapely derriere, but then came the big guns—my source of nourishment, all mankind's source of hopes and dreams—her breasts. They were at least an E-cup, perfectly complementing her slim build.

Anyway, enough of being a perv; Mom was calling for me to come to her.

"Babbby~ Milooo~ Come to Mama~" Mom cooed at me across the room as she squatted down and extended her arms so I would crawl to her.

Which was what I would usually do. But not this time. I turned to her and giggled, which put a radiant smile on her face. I stood up... Or tried to, at least, as I fell back on all fours. 'Damn it, I wanted this to be smooth.' But it was not all lost. Mom was looking at me now, shocked and excited but with some concern, as she saw me stand up and fall for the first time.

But she stayed in her position. I got back up, no longer smiling, but with a look of fierce determination, which probably was not fierce whatsoever as Mom started "Awww"ing at me. But no matter, I stood up and took my first step towards her.

Juri was so excited at this point that she started to shake.

I took the second and third steps, stumbled on the fourth but caught myself, and then took the fifth and threw myself at her.

She was so happy that she almost started crying as she hugged me and started kissing and pampering me. And then I dealt the finishing blow.

I looked her straight in the eyes and opened my mouth. "Mama~"

Mom cried. A lot.