Annabelle Panics

Annabelle panicked, she knew it was too late. Yet reflexively went to save her daughter.

The slight turn of the door handle unlocked the door, and brought the rescue crashing down.

The door gave way, Annabelle dodged it, but as the 18 year old being fucked beyond it fell in, she knocked her mother over. Annabelle felt the initial pain blow through her back, the hard impact, and hollow feeling bounce of her head off the floor tile as al her senses seemed distant and tuned out for a few moments.

As Annabelle rolled her head, trying to get her sense back, Jenna remained hunched over her, one arm holding herself up, the other firmly holding her mother’s throat. Jenna’s knees pinned Annabelle’s legs spread, her large breasts slowly swaying, hardened nipples tracing across her mother’s own swollen breasts, as slowly a pace resumed.

As Annabelle became more coherent, she was stuck looking up into her daughters crazed, enthusiastically jubilant face.

“He’s in my ass mommy.” Jenna raved, moaningblavishly, “He’s in, my. Fucking. Ass…. Mmmm… He’s stretching me so good…. Really molding me to his…. Ugh…. Uh… FUCKSTICK.” Jenna continued, emphasizing just what was causing the growing sway of her body, the incubus clearly visible tunning a claw across Jenna’s back as he kept one hand locked on her hip, controlling the pace of their shifting back and forth towards each other.

“Wha…” Annabelle tried to find a question, anything to question what had become of her daughter, her attention drawn to take in the clearly grown, pornographic figure holding her down while being fucked.

“I’m a slut mommy. Feeling him in my pussy… It was worth damnation….” Jenna gushed, luxuriating in the terror, and shock her new found depravity was having on her devout mother’s very core.

This was the rapture, and here she was ascending! Sexually…

“You want to know… the… the… the best….thing… about… fff…uck…. Fuck…. Fucking… demons?” Annabelle watched as Jenna gasped breathlessly, eyes wide, her head slowly crazed up and back.

It was now that Annabelle noticed how much her daughter had changed. Her once orange hued locks pf hair were now a bright red metallic hue, with an under shade and streaks of black.

Breasts, easily half the size of Jenna’s head each hung perfectly, flush with blushing from the pleasure, her small nipples peaking atop the smooth jiggling flesh in hardened tips that seemed to be almost a brown.

What was happening to her daughter?

“Do you like that bitch?” The incubus fucking Jenna hissed, whimpered moans of approval uttered in response with an energetic head nod.

“So… good…” Jenna whimpered, looking down at her mother. “He’s my first mom.” Jenna purred between pants and gasps of pleasure, the sway and shift of her body differing now as the rutting co tinted. “My pussy… My… ass…. Both….” Jenna seemed to pant as she loudly expressed her pleasure at the new experiences she was lewdly enjoying, whilst pinning her mother down.

“He’s fucking me… in… both…. SO…. so… fuckin… good…” Jenna declared, closing her eyes and just basking in the feel of it all as her ass slowly began to applaud her pleasure.

Rachel mea while had crawled out of the bathroom tub and closer, entranced with the view of Jenna being fucked, of Jenna’s mom naked pinned there on the floor.

She spread herself out, displaying herself, displaying her toying with herself, enjoying the glances, and gazes of the fucking duo as their rutting built in pace, and pleasure, towards a crescendo.

Jenna began to tremble and shiver.

“Mommy…” She gasped, eyes wide, staring straight down with bright emerald eyes into her mother’s eyes. “I’m cumming… The damn… nation…. Feels… soo…” Jenna’s words were severed by a scream of pleasure, she reared back throwing her hair behind her, giv8ng her mother a clear view to watch as the Idol took Jenna over.

The flush blushing in her chest was now a deep red, the pink fringes now spreading throughout her skin, her swollen breasts now bore black nipples to match her lips, pearly whit fangs biting into one as her black clawed hands cupped her breasts, and stroked down her body.

A red forked tongue lolled out from between her lips as she basked in her new demonic form, spreading red Monarch butterfly like wings as short gazelle like horns grew forth from her brow.

As Annabelle’s eyes followed the path of Jenna’s hands down her body she glimpsed the phallic tail pulling free from between her daughter’s pussy like, a drizzle of black cum drooling down onto her skin, burning with electric pleasure that Annabelle fought not to touch.

“Mommy…” Jenna purred in a sultry tone completely unexpected by her mother. “Mother…” Jenna then purred as if to correct herself. “Are you ready to be next?” Jenna finally asked, displaying the two phallic tails she had developed whimsically to either side of her.

“Or do you want to taste my pleasure?”