Regret, Lust, Fear, Hunger

Joanna doesn't understand why Oliver and Noah recoil in horror from their own actions. She certainly loved being taken by her own sons. Her cunt and asshole are still very sensitive from being used and she adores the taste of cum in her mouth, licking her lips and hoping for more of the tasty spunk. Joanna hears the voice of the Idol calling out to her. The Idol promises her freedom from rules, from ethics. It offers her power and pleasure beyond anything she has ever dreamed of. ...All for a meager price. "Yes." Joanna says. "I'll pay any price for this reward." The boys turn towards her just in time to see her transform.

"What the fuck!? MOM!" To the astonishment of the boys, their mother twisting and turning on the bed, begins to change. Her skin turning pale like marble, her hair turning pitch black and growing longer, her lips growing into thicker and changing colour, as if there was black lipstick on her. As she rose from the bed slowly, black seethrough nightgown materialised around her and it looked like she belonged to a B-movie about a vampire and as soon as that thought entered their minds, they saw the room changing as well to suit the aura she was radiating. The bed growing tall intricately carved bedposts and crimson sheets and pillows began to appear in the room that became much darker.

"Mind your language boys..." Joanna said, revealing sharp fangs in her mouth. As the boys began to retreat, they were grabbed from behind by Juan and Alexis, they shocked by these two monsters appearing out of nowhere, but had no time to think about it as Joanna approached them slowly. "Hold them still for me, it is time for mommy to teach them manners..."