The worst that could happen, happens

Myrce woke up to the sound of her mistress hitting the floor.

She was still submerged in her sweet and lubricated dreams while regaining her consciousness, so when she woke unable to open her eyes, blinded and covered in cum, she could not help but smile with radiant hapiness. She was grateful that her mommy had decided to cover her in love juices while she slept and she immediately brought her hands to her hardened nipples, to knead her ambrosial burst. She didn't know if Mommy was there to look at her, but if she was, she would surely love to see her teasing her form and be once more reminded that she was her little slut. She stuck out his tongue to graciously lick the yummy from her own face. She felt both of her holes tingling again, both needing to be filled.

But then she felt something else, something weird that was not right... the cum was different, it woke something strange in her, a different kind of tingling and it was... moving? She cleaned her eyes just enough to be able to open them.

"MOMMY!"

She saw her, lying on the floor, a worried look on her face and no cock between her legs. Was she hurt? Was she dead? Myrce could not even began to conceive such dreadful ideas. She run to the **** sorceress, praying that she was right. She was so focused on saving her mistress that she did not noticed how all the cum in the room was slowly but surely moving to the centre of the floor, to form the figure of a winged and muscular man.

"Mommy!, Mommy!, Wake up!"

She didn't know what to do to help her and she was scared. Tears came to her eyes, just thinking that she could not wake up again. She touched her mommy's burst just to check that she was breathing, but then, as soon as her hands touched the skin, something even more scary happened. The strange robes that Lunnara was wearing seemed to come alive, too quick for Myrce to react to them. They soon coiled around her wrists like chains or tentacles, and before the girl could even began to scream, the suit was already on her covering her form in constricting shapes. She tried to fight it, to get it off of her, but soon her whole body froze in place and she heard a soothing voice in her mind.

"Hello, little one... I have been keeping an eye on you... Don't be afraid... You are mine now... And we have work to do."