Emilie - The unluckiest girl on the planet

Emilie shot up with a yelp from the mattress, as she felt a sting on her butt waking her up.

"Rise and shine, sweetheart!" Her mother, Nora, exclaimed cheerfully. "Rise!... And!... Shine!" Each of the last three syllables was accompanied by another hard slap on her bare backside, with each of them leaving a small red hand print behind.

"You have overslept again" She explained, while Emilie rubbed her eyes to see the clock on the wall, spotting the time being 5:45 am. The 19 year old girl groaned as she realized the string mother was pulled by.

After her Mutation had awoken around her 16th birthday, Emilie was shocked very fast at how her life changed. Over the next months and years, even her closest friends turned on her. Her family was no difference of course, making mornings like today not a rare occurrence. Well, except of course for...

"Ah ah ah, no lazing around!" She heard her mother interrupt her own thoughts, while the older woman's thumb found its way between her daughters buttcheeks, pressing against her small brown pucker. The warning was obvious, and given her current string, Emilie knew she would follow through.

She got out of the bed and smiled at her mother, at this point partly aware of how she had to deal with situations like this. Partly being the key word. "Thank you, mother, for waking me up when I made this mistake of not setting my alarm clock in time." She smiled at her caring mother, looking at the older womans green eyes. They were sticking out quite strongly on her almost unnaturally pale and smooth skin. The light blonde hairs falling on her shoulder in a curly fashion were obviously not made up yet, since Nora obviously just had jumped out of her own bed. The white top and panty she was wearing was another sign for this being true.

"Do not worry, it is a small mistake so you are only grounded for a week for this." She said cheerfully. The scene was surreal to Emilie, even after having been in a situation like this many times before. Luckily for her, she did not care about her mothers favorite punishment of grounding her at all. Since her mutation had flared up, she had stopped leaving the house as much as possible anyway, feeling only a tiny bit of safety at home.

Before she could reply anything vocally though, her mother suddenly leaned forward and planted a kiss on her lips. The first second of it felt almost motherly, like a kiss a mother could give her daughter without it being awkward. This changed fast though, as she didn't remove her lips again, and became even more obvious as her mouth opened. Emilie blushed heavy, something that was easy to see on her skin. Due to her staying at home grounded more time than not, she was almost as pale as her mother.

Silently wishing it to be over, she just stood there and waited. As her mother opened her mouth, she followed shortly after - she had been punished before for not doing so, and had learned her lesson.

Nora stepped closer, pressing her D-Cups that were only covered by a shirt into her daughters C-Cups, which were not covered by anything, as she openly moaned. The kiss went on and on, as Emilie kept feeling repulsed by the woman who had given birth to her being so openly sexual. Not that it was the first time it happened, but regardless of first or hundreth time, it was still her mothers lips... and breasts... on hers. However, she had learned that - especially with the string currently pulling her mom - refusing even in the slightest would result in much worse outcomes than just letting her do and agreeing with everything, so Emilie closed her eyes and silently waited and hoped for it to be over soon.

Fifteen seconds later her mother reached around and while separating her mouth from her daughters, her hands were grabbing at and into her cheeks, groping and squeezing them hardly. The sore spots Nora had left with her 4 'wake up slaps' earlier were not helping Emilie a lot now either.

"Hmm, just as I though" Nora said and nodded, remaining as close as she was, their bodies pressed together. "You have bad breath and need to go brush your teeth" She explained her action, but did not bother to explain her hands or close proximity. Then again, neither would Emilie be asking her to.

"T-thank you for reminding me." She just said, shivering slightly from the touch still. As she eyed the door to give a subtle hint that she would do just that now if she were let to be, her mother started to think out loud.

"Hmm, have you taken care of your tongue as well? You know, when you brush your teeth you must scrub your tongue or it becomes sore. Maybe your mommy should check to make sure." She stepped even closer - something Emilie believed impossible before, but was quickly corrected as she felt a leg slide between hers, her mothers upper thigh now rubbing against her pussy directly. On the plus side, one hand let go of her butt!

"Say 'Ahhhh'" the 43 year old mother instructed as Emilie felt a hand slither between her legs, knowing right where to go due to the contact with her leg before, she grabbed and pinched the young girls clit, prodding her to indeed 'say Ahhh' - or more whimper it.

It was enough of an opportunity for a mature woman to lean into her daughters face again, this time entering her mouth with her own tongue, rubbing and prodding her tongue with her own. She did not bother to relieve her daughter of the groping or pinching at any point.