Unspoken Melodies: Thalia & Balros' Journey Towards Embracing Pride

I'd be lying if I said that it was easy raising Balros alone. As a futa, I knew nothing about the customs of my kind. My husband died before Balros was born, which left me to figure all of this out on my own.

I had no idea that there were special rations that needed to be prepared, or what we should look forward to in life. I didn't even know how to use my cock. He looked so much like his father that it was hard to stop myself from wanting to fuck him every day, but I didn't want to corrupt him with my lust until he was ready.

I was so wrapped up in this world that I never considered the possibility of having a child before...but now here we were, and Balros was nearly 17. The time had come for us both to learn about our bodies and our futures.

"Balros," I called to him softly as he was pulling up the heavy back door. "I think it's time you learned about your heritage."

He gave me a look that answered my question before he could even speak. "Mom, please."

"You're going to have to face it sometime!" I yelled back at him as he entered the kitchen, "It's not fair for me to keep this from you when you are old enough."

The days went by in silence between us as we continued on with our daily lives. Until one day, while washing the dishes after dinner, I pulled out a small tapestry from inside my dresser drawer. "Balros," I began again, "This is the tapestry of your great grandmother: the mighty Tanit."

He turned around sharply at the mention of her name, showing his interest despite his reluctance at first glance. "What? Where did you get that?"

"Your great grandmother passed away when she was younger than you and left this behind. It's been passed down from mother to daughter ever since."

"How did she die?" he asked with curious eyes as he walked over and took the piece from my hand.

"She said she would teach me when I was ready," I replied solemnly as I sat down next to him on the floor, "But unfortunately she didn't live long enough."

Holding the tapestry close to his chest, he stared lovingly at it for a few moments before finally asking what I had been waiting for all these years: "When can we go meet Great Grandmother Tanit?"