Of course... it's mother daughter bonding.

"Just this once honey, watch carefully. Mommy expects you to learn and be able to do this for yourself later." Willow was hard enough to cut diamond. Of course, she wanted to plow her new plaything. But she felt the need to temper her lust with some thought.

"Thank you, mommy, I promise." Abby was dripping on the countertop, fidgeting. She felt herself regressing somewhat, just giving in to this desire and lust... but what if Will- she meant mommy, needs someone to help her. She'd need to keep some of her wits about her.

Willow began by applying the shaving cream, watching Abby, her 'daughter' twitch in anticipation, she smiled at her. The kind of smile no normal mother would ever give their daughter. She had to think though. This book's power was incredible. How would she use it? Personally, her first goal would be to turn this nunnery into a house of debauchery. But she had to be careful. She was already taking risks being this blazon with Abby. She was done with the cream.

"Mommy? Have your lips always been so red?"

That question came out of the blue, she held off from the razor and looked in the bathroom mirror. Sure enough her lips, while they were already quite nice to begin with if you asked her, were now a deep red, it went nicely with her pale skin and red hair. She smiled into the mirror. It was the kind of smile that'd stop traffic. "Mommy's lips are exactly as red as they need to be at any given time, sweety. Especially for kissing her daughter." she began carefully shaving Abby. Trying to be extra precise since the poor girl trembled in excitement just from her touch.

"Of course. mommy, that makes sense." she grinned back and tried to hold still as best she could.

Willow hummed softly as she worked, she considered the way the book had worked so far. Perhaps she was anthropomorphizing it, but it felt like the book or something about the book wanted to spread this sweet debauchery. Assuming this wasn't the most amazing dream she had ever experienced, the book was giving her tools in order to spread its influence. Of course, lesser minds might call it corruption, clearly they lacked ambition.

"What are you thinking about mommy?" Abby asked as shifted around, she noticed her mommy was almost done with making her pussy bald and pretty just the way she liked it.

"Mmmh, clever girl. You know I've got something on my mind... just thinking about how I'm going to use you, and how we're going to create our own convent of sluts... maybe spread the word from there. So many possibilities my dear and to think you're my first." she reached over and washed the razor off, and wetting a hand towel, bring it over to wash off Abby's new hairless pussy.

Abby squealed in delight at the prospect, the world could be their oyster and she will be mommy's right-hand girl, she looked down and ran her fingers over her newly bald pussy, she was already sopping wet, she shuddered in pleasure. "Can you please fuck your little girl's brains out now, mommy?"

Willow grinned wickedly, "hell yes, baby girl." She lined herself up with Abby's entrance. She was about to revoke the V card on this cock and break Abby in. She shuddered, and so did Abby as she teased her pussy. She finally pressed in, her fat cock head splitting the tight entrance. Fortunately as wet as she was she didn't need much pressure at all until finally, she reached Abby's last barrier of resistance, "ready to lose your innocence to your own mother, baby girl?"

Her heart raced. It felt like it was going to explode from her chest, she bit her lip ready to cover her mouth so her screams wouldn't draw everyone's attention, "do it, mommy, take it, make your little girl a woman... uhm please."

Please really was the magic word. She burst through the thin barrier like tissue paper and didn't stop until she felt the head of her cock knocking on Abby's cervix. God damn, that feels good. She paused a moment to give Abby a chance to recover.

Abby was wide-eyed but otherwise nodding for her mother to continue, she had covered her mouth with both her hand to keep her voice down. She felt mommy start moving again pistoning in and out of her tight fuck hole. It was blissful. It was complete, she belonged to her mother now... body and soul.

"Oh, god you're so tight baby," Willow was whispering to try and keep her voice down, "mommy is so proud of you for being her sexy, naughty, clever little girl... surrendering your body for me to use. You're my little fuck doll, baby and so much more." She could feel herself getting close... there was so much tease, anticipation, and foreplay she felt neither of them would last long. Which was fine... she wanted to experience what it was like to blast cum into her little girl's womb. She briefly considered the possibility of her getting pregnant. That would be hot, but certainly, anything they spawned now probably wouldn't be normal, if a pregnancy occurred. On the other hand, she could pull out just to make sure Abby retained her full usefulness. But no. She was definitely going to unload in her womb. She actually found this fauxcest play really sexy... maybe it was her own lack of parents. Maybe they were all just a little fucked up, and that was fine. "Hrrrmmmm... I"m coming baby girl. Mommy's gonna unload her hot cum into your womb. Maybe you'll get, umpf, pregnant with my daughter... we'll raise her right. Maybe she'll even get a nice cock like mine," that drove her over the edge. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she bottomed out inside her faux daughter, she could feel pulse after pulse, of thick tainted seed filling her womb.

Abby was squealing into her hands... any other time in her life she'd have found even the prospect of pregnancy horrifying.... but not if she was carrying mommy's spawn. She could feel all that hot cum inside her... it was still pouring to her slim form. Oh god, there's so much of it, she thought. She felt herself cum again just from the sensation of mommy's cum spilling into her. She felt her belly was swelling... Oh god, it was. Was she already pregnant? No... that was all from mommy's cum. Oh god, that's hot.

Somewhere very nearby...

The sounds of rutting and smells of sex filled the air, along with a hint of sulfur. Two demon girls were busy fucking each other on a makeshift bed. They looked identical, save one was red, and the other was blue... and right now the blue one had an obscenely disproportional cock and was fucking the ever-living brains out of the red one. On the wall nearby they were watching what was happing between Willow and Abby, with as much enthusiasm as they put into fucking one another.

After the fifth load Blue dumped into Red, they finally seemed spent.

"You know Jezzy, I was right. I'm glad we turned the lust setting on this book down, or else we'd have melted their brains... and this redhead has got a good one. You hear that shit about plans! Most people pick up our book and just go on a wild orgy before everything goes wrong and we get sealed away somewhere again," said the blue one.

"Yeah, yeah. Okay, Lilly, I get it. Was still really fucking hot either way, but we don't know if these two have any idea how to go about their 'plans' in fact I'd go as far as to say that ain't a plan. That's a goal!" Said red, apparently named Jezzy.

"Meh... maybe. I think if we're subtle enough though we can help them not fuck it up. I'd still like for us to get out of this book one damn day.," said blue, apparently named Lilly.

"Well looky here... she did fill up her 'baby girl' with a lot of tainted spunk... we could **** her to get a quick turn around pregnancy... maybe spawn them a couple of pet tentacle beast. The daughter, er, mother.. uh the birthing person would get a kick of nursing those adorable little cretins maybe they go on to have some nice tentacle rapey time," Jezzy suggested while running her clawed fingertips light over Lilly's scaled skin.

"Love you sis, but you know tentacle monsters are the opposite of subtle," Lilly grinned at her demonic sister and pressed lovingly into her hand.

"Okay... I know. It's just I've had a tentacle fetish ever since that thing with the Borgias... and yeah I know that was like 500 years ago. It was fuckin' magical, alright?" Jezzy said, a little too defensively, trailing her claws gently down the length of her sister's spine, teasing the small spikes she had there.

"Hey, I ain't saying it wasn't. That was something special. It's not every day you get to hang around a fucked up, murderous, incestuous papal family. Though with them I'm not sure how much corruption was actually us. Tentacles tho. Definitely us," she snickered. "Okay though we can still work with all that demonic baby batter she's got there. We can alter her... it's easier to alter the momma since she's the current owner of the book. Couldn't normally alter the other one, except for that sweet stuff inside. So... something subtle. Well hell, if this bitch really do got plans, why not give these two a telepathic link. That shit's gotta be useful." Lilly was full of suggestions today...

"Alright, that makes sense. We want them to be successful. The more mortals they sway over to us, the more powerful we can make the hot momma... and eventually maybe pop outta these pages. Love plowing and getting plowed by you, sis. But do kinda miss us, tag-teaming mortals," Jezzy grinned and snickered. "Alright, let's get the fuckin' dog and pony show on the road!"

"I still don't understand what means..."

"Eh, don't worry about it."