Fuck her

Mommy Mearest's fingers curled around Skyblue's ankle like a vice, her manicured nails digging crescent moons into the pale flesh as she lifted the limp body with effortless strength. Skyblue's head lolled backward, her cyan hair dragging through the dirt, her mouth slightly parted—still **** from whatever horrors had been twisted into her before.

The first thrust was brutal, unforgiving. Mommy Mearest didn’t bother with preparation—Skyblue’s body was already wrecked, stretched beyond natural limits from whatever transformation she’d endured earlier. The wet, obscene sound of **** entry echoed through the room, punctuated by Mommy Mearest’s delighted sigh. "Ohhh, you’re still *tight*," she cooed, rolling her hips in slow, exaggerated circles just to feel the **** girl’s body resist before giving in.

Mommy Mearest's fingers tightened around Skyblue's thigh, her grip bruising as she hiked the **** girl's leg higher, bending her at an unnatural angle. Skyblue's body was limp, her head lolling to the side, her breathing shallow—no resistance left in her. The wet slap of flesh against flesh filled the air as Mommy Mearest drove forward, her cock sinking deep into Skyblue’s abused pussy with a single, merciless thrust. A broken moan escaped Skyblue’s lips, her body reacting instinctively even in unconsciousness, her walls fluttering weakly around the intrusion.

"That’s it, darling," Mommy Mearest purred, her voice dripping with saccharine malice. She rolled her hips, savoring the way Skyblue’s body yielded so easily, how her pussy clung to her cock like it was made for it. "You take me so *well*—like you were born to be nothing more than a hole." She punctuated each word with another rough snap of her hips, the sound wet and obscene, Skyblue’s body jolting limply with each movement.

Skyblue’s eyelids fluttered—half-conscious, half-lost in whatever nightmare her body was enduring. Her fingers twitched against the floor, nails scraping uselessly against the hardwood as Mommy Mearest’s rhythm grew rougher, more erratic. A thin line of drool trailed from Skyblue’s slack mouth, her breath hitching every time Mommy Mearest bottomed out inside her with a wet, meaty slap.

“Oh, *there* you are,” Mommy Mearest cooed, noticing the faint awareness in Skyblue’s glassy eyes. She leaned down, her breath hot against the girl’s ear. “Did you miss me, darling? Did you miss how *good* it feels when I ruin you?” Her hips snapped forward harder, forcing a choked gasp from Skyblue’s throat. The sound was raw, broken—like her voice had been scraped out from somewhere deep and ruined inside her.

Mommy Mearest’s breath hitched—sharp, sudden—as her thrusts lost their calculated rhythm, devolving into something primal and erratic. Skyblue’s body jerked beneath her, limp limbs twitching in weak protest, her pussy clenching reflexively around the brutal intrusion. "Ohhh, *fuck*—" Mommy Mearest snarled, her fingers biting into Skyblue’s hips hard enough to bruise, her cock pulsing deep inside the girl’s ruined hole.

The first spurt was thick, scalding—Skyblue’s body spasmed violently as it flooded her, her back arching off the ground in a broken curve. Mommy Mearest groaned, low and satisfied, grinding her cock deeper as she emptied herself, each pulse wringing another weak whimper from Skyblue’s slack lips. "Look at you," she purred, dragging a fingertip through the mess dripping from Skyblue’s stretched entrance. "Absolutely *dripping* with me." She smeared it across Skyblue’s stomach, painting her in sticky, possessive streaks.

Mommy Mearest’s hips stuttered—once, twice—before she buried herself to the hilt, her cock twitching violently inside Skyblue’s ruined pussy. The first pulse of cum was thick enough to make Skyblue’s stomach bulge slightly, her body too weak to even convulse properly. Instead, she just lay there, taking it, her breath coming in shallow, uneven gasps as Mommy Mearest groaned above her. "Ohhh, *yes*—" she hissed, her nails digging crescent moons into Skyblue’s hips. "Feel that, darling? That’s *mine*."

The second spurt was hotter, messier, flooding her insides with a wet, gushing sound that would’ve been obscene if not for the way Mommy Mearest *reveled* in it. Skyblue’s eyelids fluttered weakly, her lips parting in a silent gasp as her body was filled beyond what should’ve been possible. Drool trickled down her chin, her throat working uselessly around the overwhelming sensation of being *stuffed*, *claimed*. Mommy Mearest chuckled, grinding her cock deeper just to feel Skyblue’s walls flutter weakly around her. "You’re *made* for this," she purred, leaning down to lick a stripe up Skyblue’s throat. "A perfect little *fucktoy*."