She finds a new playmate...

The first thing she noticed was the cold.

Having just been confined within the sweltering confines of the elevator, Ellen’s nude form was unceremoniously paraded around the chill hallways of the recovery floor. A blanket was tossed over her midsection, but her bare ass was on plain display as Samirah pushed the bed briskly past row after row of patient rooms. Had she been able to see the gazes directed towards her, Ellen might have shuddered. In her current state however, it was all she could do to tremble weakly from the lack of warmth.

After a few minutes, the bed was wheeled inside a double patient room. Samirah made a show of pulling the curtain to block the view of the room’s other occupant, but did nothing to address the haggard mother’s modesty.

Ellen wondered at that fact as she felt her nipples harden. She let out a soft sigh before falling into a deep slumber, even as she heard the curtain drawn back with a screech.

The room was dark when she woke. It must have been the middle of the night, yet she could still sense movement inside the room. Glassy eyes and dark shapes lurked just beyond her field of view, yet never came any closer. Ellen's eyes darted frantically about, straining against the darkness to perceive her audience, only to see them draw back inside the inky void.

Even as she distressed over her lack of sight, there came to her ears a soft sound... a soft brushing punctuated by a heavy thud, repeating every few seconds at a fairly steady pace. The sound continued, giving a sense of rhythm as she tried to ascertain its direction. After several minutes alone in the void, Ellen felt that the noises must be coming from the other bed inside her room. She called out softly at first:

"Hello?" "Can anyone hear me? I don't know where I am, but I need to find my children!"

At that, the memories came flooding back. The basement, the explosion... the elevator... Ellen bolted quickly from her bed, failing to notice the wires of the monitoring equipment. Just as quickly, she fell heavily to the floor, her wrist crunching painfully beneath her. In a wordless scream, Ellen's **** form slumped down to the floor, her pale ass raised in a cruel mockery of her maternal pride.

The second time she woke was to the sensation of hands on her body.

Opening her eyes she noted she was still on the floor. The darkness seemed more pressing somehow, she couldn’t make out even the vague outline of whoever might be helping her, but she could feel strong hands around her waste.

Her body tensed as the hands squeezed tighter, lifting her from the floor and hefting her form back atop the bed. As the hands retreated, she remembered her modesty, bringing both hands to cover her breasts. She needn't have bothered, as the hands simply pulled her arms away to her sides. A wet tongue made contact with Ellen's nipple, and she let out an involuntary squeal as she realized what was happening.

Still trying to shuffle herself away, Ellen found herself suddenly pinned beneath the weight of her savior turned ****. A burning heat pressed up against her lower entrance, and the sensation of a man’s stiff cock soon filled the hot emptiness inside her. Still tired from the day’s ordeals, Ellen reasoned that there was nothing she could do.

While there may have been some truth to the idea, she had to admit to herself that really she wanted this to happen. She’d been getting off on the idea of something taking her ever since she’d spotted her son’s erection in the waiting room. Everything that happened since… the heat, the sweat… the cum from the elevator… It had all made the repressed woman uncontrollably horny.

Now, with a man’s dick wedged firmly inside her cunt, Ellen was free to let go. Free to do what she’d been dying to do since she saw Jacob's cock inside those sweaty pants.

Ellen was free to fuck!

As she shifted her weight to plunge the man’s dick further within her pussy, Ellen felt the darkness lifting around her: a red glow filled the room, revealing the absence of any windows. The bed she lay upon was soiled and the sheets were torn, large holes exposed the inner lining of the mattress. The floor itself was slick with viscous slime, and the door to the hall hung slack off of it's one remaining hinge.

Turning her vision towards her new lover, Ellen’s eyes widened as she struggled to accept the truth she had been trying so hard not to notice.

The dick inside her could never have belonged to a human. It was too long, too thick... and covered in far too many ridges. Yet she had done her best to believe it was all in her head. After all, this couldn't be real... could it?

The creature fucking into her let out a deep groan as her pussy squeezed against him. He let go of his new toy only to find the woman clung tight, perched atop his massive cock as her lower muscles spasmed rhythmically. The mother of two let out a soft moan as she gazed upon her beastly mount.

The thing that holding her aloft with his meaty shaft whined against her ear:

"Mom? Is that you?"

The voice was not her son's... Ellen tried to feel relief at this realization, but felt her pussy squirm with guilt as she realized how disappointed she truly was. As Ellen's mind began to truly break, her mouth stretched wide to form a deranged smile.

"No sweetie, but you've been such a good boy... I just know your mommy's gonna love that doggy dick!"