Rachel and rough love

Rachel concentrated for a moment and disguised herself as a mortal once again. She now knew her purpose, to preach the word of her new god. And she knew where her next sermon would be...

The preacher's wife Alice was in the kitchen, baking cookies, when her daughter came home. She wasn't expecting to see her daughter home so early. "Was there something at the school or-" her train of thought went right off the tracks when she saw how Rachel had dressed. _Miniskirt? Fishnet stockings? She didn't even wear any make up normally? _Rachel simply walked up to her with a grin on her face. "Young woman?! What on Earth are-" Again she was stopped, this time by her daughther suddenly wrestling her down on to the floor, face down. Where on Earth did she get strength like that?! Alice couldn't have stopped her even if she had been in the mind to do that. The cold floor was against her cheek as Rachel lied on top of her and twisted her arms painfully.

"I bet you have all kinds of questions now, but all you need to know is that I'm not the quiet and kind Rachel you thought you knew and by the time I'm done with you, you'll be screaming and cumming and giving up your soul for my new master." Rachel's voice had an almost hypnotic undertone and her pheromones were already clouding the mother's thoughts. The shape on her back changed somehow and as she turned to look she was horrified to see glowing eyes stare at her with a hungry look, not to mention the horns and demonic skintone that had appeared on the still familiar face of her daughter. "I could do this in a more gentle way..." She could easily restrain her mother with one hand while carving a sigil on the floor with the claws of her other hand as she spoke. It would block all sounds from the house so that no one outside would hear anything from inside. "...Believe me, I'd have you sucking your daughters cunt and forsaking your old god after I'd tell you about His glory ...but you've been such a stuck up bitch all your life that I think you deserve to learn this the hard way. And to tell you the truth..." Rachel leaned in to whisper in her mother's ear "The thought of **** my own mother is getting me really wet." She licked the older woman's earlobe and bit it.

Alice screamed. And screamed again as her clothes were torn. She screamed as the demonic tail penetrated her cunt and began to piston in and out with a ferocity she had never felt. "No! Aah! ...Please don't do -mph- this! ...I'm your mother!" But soon her mind began to respond to the pheromones filling the air in the room, even the tentacle **** her pussy (so hard, so deep, so strong, her husband would have never lasted this long) began to feel good. Her screams mellowed into moans. Rachel noticed the change and began caressing her mother and kissing her. She wasn't surprised when Alice looked back with cloudy eyes and kissed her back. "This is so wrong..." "Yes, but it feels soooo good. Just let go, let go and submit to me and your new god." Soon she was screaming again but this time it was screams of pure pleasure.

Few minutes later when Rachel pulled out and let go of her mother. "Nooo..." she cried out weakly. "More... I need more..." "If you want more, you will have to work for it..." Rachel spread her legs to reveal hir dripping wet cunt. Alice had never entertained any lesbian thoughts or desires but now she would have sworn that the crimson demoness before her was the sexiest being she had ever seen. Weakly she crawled to her transformed daughter and kissed her feet, legs, thighs... When she tasted the nectar flowing from the crimson pussy she nearly orgasmed again. Without wasting a moment she began to hungrily lap her daughter's pussy, drinking the delicious liquid. "See mother, doesn't it feel good to submit?" "Yesss..." "Do you wish to forsake your god and worship the idol?" This made her stop. What little remained of the gentle and deeply religous woman fought back against the corruption. She didn't know what to do, this was clearly blasphemy and sin of the worst kind. But she could not deny the burning heat and desire inside her. She felt Rachel grab her head and pull her up, closer to her. "Did daddy ever make you cum like I did?" "...No." "He thinks sex is just for procreation, but now that I've shown you what it can be... Can you really go back?" Alice whimpered, tears flowing from her eyes. "Join me... Let the idol turn you into the glorious being of sex and sin that you were meant to be..."

Alice closed her eyes, her mind in turmoil. When she finally made up her mind she leaned in to kiss her daughter again. Not like a mother, her tongue exploring the teenager's mouth. Rachel's tail once again pushed against her cunt but this time the older woman gladly spread her legs further to let it inside her. "...Take me my daughter" she said between moans. "And your soul?" "Take it, I won't be needing it anymore, make me into a demon like you!" The soul of the preacher's wife screamed as it was torn from her body and into the idol far away. The transformation was quick. Her stomach flattening from the slightly budgy to completely flat while her breasts gained their youthful firmness before ballooning into massive mammaries. The red colour began to spread from her chest and cover her skin, by the time it reached her face, her horns were already growing.

With the transformation complete the two incestous lovers kissed and grind their pussies together. "You're right, I would have given in even without the ****... But it was worth the pain... The old me could be dreadfully boring and plain." All the while discussing their next move with telepathy. The rest of their family would be coming home. Her twin sons and her limp dick husband. ...And they had plans for them.