A New Point of View

You feel strange. You watch mother shimmer. Her eyes become orange fiery slits. Her skin turns crimson. A tail appears from behind her back and bat like wings unfold.

A few minutes ago you would have found it frightening. Instead all you can think of is how sexy she looks.

“Mother?”

“Yes, my daughter?”

You pause. “You look sexy.”

“I know. I do so hate keeping a glamour on in my apartment.” She caresses your cheek. “But, I didn’t want to scare you away.”

“You could never scare me.”

She laughs. “I have a surprise for you, my youngest daughter. Would you like to learn how to fuck a man to **** and take his soul?”

What she asked strikes you as wrong, but the only thing you can say is, “Yes, please!”

“Come.”

You follow her into a walled off room in the center of her apartment. As you walk in you realize it’s a dungeon. A man is spread eagle on a metal x. He is naked and has a ball gag in his mouth.

You feel a odd new hunger.

“Take him, use your instincts.”

You blow a bit of your hot breath on his flaccid cock and it is instantly hard. You giggle.

You climb on top of him and let his pole slide into you. He squirms a bit as you begin riding him. You are impatient and want him to cum.

“Slow down, daughter, there is no need to rush. Enjoy his cock and then his soul.”

You slow your pace. You realize you have far greater feeling in your slit and new muscles you’ve never used before.

You can feel every ridge and imperfection in his rod as you move up and down. You experiment with new muscles to see what gives him the most pleasure. You ride him for nearly two hours before you feel him tiring.

You pick up the pace, making him cum almost instantly.

“Take his soul! It is yours by right.”

You feel a wonderful warmth and energy flow into you.

“Ride him hard. Don’t lose any!”

You follow mother’s advice. Soon you look down and you are riding a corpse. You find it funny and you begin laughing. Mother joins in.

“That was a excellent job, dear.”

You grin. “Thank you mother.”

“I have another little surprise…”