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Chapter 14 by Carnage67 Carnage67

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Gore persists

As the possessed, sexy zombie body of John ‘s mother continued to lick her stinky, acidic-soaked sole, a new level of depravity unfolded. With a wicked gleam in her eyes, the ghost within her issued explicit instructions to the mesmerized onlookers, guiding them on how to "handle" themselves in the presence of such twisted eroticism.

"Watch closely, my darlings," the possessed body purred, its voice a haunting melody that sent shivers down the spines of the crowd. "Feel the desire that courses through you, the forbidden thrill of the unknown. Embrace your darkest urges and let them guide you."

The onlookers, entranced by the spectacle before them, listened intently as the possessed body continued to lick her stinky feet, the taste of decay filling the air. With each sensual stroke of her tongue, the ghost's control over her grew stronger, its influence palpable in every movement she made.

"Touch yourselves," the possessed mother commanded, her voice a sultry whisper that seemed to echo in the dimly lit club. "Feel the heat of arousal building within you, the need for release. Give in to the darkness that beckons you, that demands your surrender."

As the onlookers hesitated, unsure of how to respond to such explicit instructions, the possessed body's movements became more frenzied, more ****. The taste of decay mingled with desire as she continued to lick her stinky feet, a mix of pleasure and pain evident on her twisted features.

And as John watched, a mix of horror and fascination coursing through him, he felt a primal urge awaken within him, a hunger for the forbidden, the taboo, the perverse. The ghost's control over his mother's body was absolute, and as she continued to indulge in her own decayed sweat, he knew that he was on the brink of a sexual awakening unlike anything he had ever experienced before.

The club around them seemed to pulse with a dark energy, a twisted symphony of desire and debauchery that threatened to consume them all. And as the possessed body continued to lick her stinky feet, the onlookers followed her instructions, giving in to their darkest urges and surrendering to the intoxicating allure of the forbidden.

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