She resists, at least at first

“FUCK OFF MOM, I’M YOUR FUCKING DAUGHTER. GOD DO YOU HAVE ANY STANDARDS?” she yelled, apalled at her Mother, “can’t you go two minutes without fucking someone and Lisa too? She’s been my friend since childhood you fucking whore, I swear youvd gone too far this time”

She yanked her arm out of her’s Mother’s hand and started to storm off. Rachel felt the insult sting. No one, NO ONE insulted her about her needs. Soon this bitch of a daughter would learn that.

“So you want to leave do you? You’d rather be anywhere but here right now?” she asked, the ring growing cold as the bitch became unknowingly trapped where she was.

“No, no I want to hear you justify this, I want to hear whatever excuse you’ve got,” she growled but Rachel would be fixing that.

First though she began to take a true notice of her daughter. She was wrong there was no mistaking that, but she wasn’t the beauty beyond human that she had made Lisa. Perhaps Rachel was spoiled, but she didn’t care.

“Honey I know how you can be prejudiced against the more sexually proactive of society. After all your measurements put even Jessica Rabbit to shame. Am I wrong?” she asked, smiling devilishly as her waist shrunk, while her ass and breasts expanded to the point that she shouldn't be able to walk by any standards.

“H-h-how could you say that I’m your daughter” she demanded, her fury bubbling but Rachel didn’t care. Her daughter was always pretty but now she was a knockout.

“Oh honey do you really have a problem with ****?” she purred, her soft hand clasped around her daughter’s shoulders. Her ring growing ice cold as her daughter's values changed.

“No but, Mum I’m straight and that’s my best friend your fucking” she scowled slightly less angry than before but still furious. It was then that Rachel decided she wasn’t going to be deprived of the relief her daughter could provide, already Rachel could feel her hormones check back in. The thought she could finally have her was already enticing.

“Are you completely straight?” Rachel asked her daughter, who was now calming down without her belief in an **** taboo.