A whole new world

You wake up to the smell of brimstone and the sound of crackling food. You bolt up in a fright for your life, and find that you are very much not where you nodded off to sleep. The red horizon is endless, stopped only by great crags in the far distance, all pouring out an endless display of lava, smoke, and sulfur. The ground beneath your feet is sharp and seeming glass, and yet you are not cut by any of the hard edges. Rosita is nowhere to be found, nor is there any sign of the Cathedral, the city, or even the world as you knew it. You slowly walk around, scared and lost. Despite the warmth of this strange world, your hands cling to your arms, feeling a frightful chill down to your bones.

"Oh come now, my dear, there's no cause for that..." You hear a strange voice in the distance. Strange, and yet somehow familiar. The voice carries a seeming melody, as if multiple voices speaking at once

"Wh-who's there? Where am I?" You ask.

"Why..." A great pillow of smoke forms before you as a form takes shape inside. Humanoid, skin dark purplish in color. Her body slender, chipped horns affix her head, her raven black hair running wild behind her. Taller even than you, with a similarly hourglass figure; her breasts and hips even more pronounced than yours. She seemed to lack the inhuman penis you possess, but she had an impressive bat-like wingspan that she kept tucked behind her "You're home, my dear."

"What do you mean? This isn't my home! I don't even know where I am"

"Awww, come to mother Demetria, let mommy calm you down. You'll remember everything soon enough?"

"Wait, Mother? You're my mom?"

"Of course, don't you see the family resemblance?" Minus the change in skin tone, the two of you look very similar. It seemed plausible.

"I don't believe it, and even if you are, I don't care! You abandoned me! Left me alone my whole life, without so much as a single answer!"

"Ssssshhhh…." She tries to calm you down "I know you're angry, you have every right to be, but let me explain."

"There's no..." The soft words slowly sooth your boiling blood

"That's it sweetheart. Relax. Mommy is here. Mommy will keep you safe." She wraps her arms around you and softly hums, lulling you to a trance-like state. Pulling you to her chest, you instinctively try to suckle her large nipples. Nothing happens, but the act is still deeply calming, as is having your dick softly caressed by her gentle hand. Despite her best efforts, your mind is hard thing to crack. Your mind still has too many questions

"Mo..Mommy?" You ask as you pull away from her tit, seemingly accepting the reality.

"Yes my dear?"

"Why am I here? Last thing I remember, I was..."

"Naked on the alter you had just debased alongside the woman you had filled with your seed. I know, I am so proud of you. My little girl's finally grown up"

"Wait, what?" You ask, just seeing through the mental fog to see something isn't right.

"It took you to commit a vulgar act like that for me to bring you home. And now that you are, you can help fulfill your true purpose. You're going to help Mommy, and all of your aunts, uncles, and cousins come to the mortal plane, and bring forth a new world."

Hearing this snapped in your head, as you release yourself of her influence and push away "What!? No! I refuse, you're an unholy demon! You'd destroy the entire world. It's the only thing you know how to do!"

"Watch your tone with me young lady!" As she puts her hands on her hips "You speak another's words, and need I remind you that you will always be my daughter. This is your sole purpose Demetria. You were conceived to be the vanguard, the spy, the key that unlocks us all from our eternal prison, and there is nothing you can do to prevent it"

"I'll die first!" You threaten

"Don't tempt me Demetria. Even a mothers love has its limits..." The world goes dark, and you frantically search for any sign of life. In a panic, you leap out of bed in a cold sweat, panting. You touch your body, the bed, remind yourself you're in the real world. You're home. You hop out and look out your small window to see the world is as you left it, mostly. The night is still young, but the shifting winds suggest dawn will be coming soon. How you got from the altar, naked, to your bed, clothed, is a blur. Was that all a fantastic dream, or did it all really happen? Unsure, you slowly crawl back into bed, your knees pulled into your chest. It takes a long time before you drift back to sleep, and your rest comes fitfully. The morning comes sooner than you're ready, but you have to face it as best you can.