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Chapter 36 by Nailedit472

Is there someone at the door?

Her grandma

-Emily!-.

You're surprised to see your grandmom, Caroline, standing in front of you. Her mood drops when she notices your expression.

-What's wrong?-.

You can't find the words, you almost burst into tears. It's just the relief of seeing her that holds you together.

-It's-It's mom, she's sick or something! She says it's contagious and...- You sniffle: -and that I have to stay away from her!-.

She looks at you in bewilderment: -Sick? Where is she? Did you call the doctor?-.

You shake your head. She caresses your cheeks and attempts to reassure you: -I'm sure it's nothing serious, let me check. Maddison?- she calls, moving to get around you. Her coming here, solving the situation, is all you hoped for. Nonetheless, you stop her.

-I don't think-we are in danger-she begged me!-.

-Emily, you're hyperventilating, calm down!-.

-No! You don't understand! She was so scared, we-we must do as she said! We have to, to go somewhere and, and...- You try to go outside, but this time you're the one that is stopped, by her hands on your shoulders.

-I'm sorry, I can't allow it.-.

You gasp, incredulous at her words.

-W...Why?-.

-Because I've made a promise to your grandmother.-.

You widen your eyes in shock; in a second alarm, fear and treason will come. But you don't have that second, as she presses her lips on yours and a sticky fluid flows into your mouth.

Then there's only darkness.


You clasp your head in your hands, trying with all your strength to banish those thoughts. But it's an uneven battle, and you're losing. That feeling, physical and mental, while having sex in the office, you want to feel it again and again and you want it now.

"I... no... I can't... I want... somebody... help... me...".

-Mom.-.

You look up. Your heart quivers. Your pussy too. Why? Why is she here?

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You melt at her smile and twice as she delights you with her crisp voice.

-Mom, everything is alright.-.

-No...- You murmur, holing up as much as possible: -Why did you come in? I told you to go away!-.

-Look at me.- She sweetly says: -It's fine. It's all fine.-.

Fine. It's all fine.

-No...- You shake your head: -Please... I don't want... to harm you...-.

-I know you won't, mom. You could never hurt me. Because you love me, and I love you. I love you.-.

That's true. You love her, you've always done. You love her from the first second you set your eyes on her. You've seen her grow up and now, now she's the most beautiful creature on earth. And she loves you.

She stretches her petite hand to you, bending just to get a bit closer.

-You don't have to be afraid anymore. We will be happy together, I promise you.-.

"Happy... together...".

-Take it, mom. Granny is already waiting for us.-.

Your vision is blurred with tears. Your aged body is sweating and is on fire like never in years. You raise your hands, trembling, crying, and you finally accept your change; no, you finally accept your true nature, the one you denied yourself for too long. You're now ready to accept your bright fate.

And so you do.


-Wake up.-.

You jump on the spot, noticing your eldest daughter watching you with her hands on her hips. Wait, daughter? Are you... oh, right.

-How much did I sleep?-.

-I don't know, but you should make dinner before dad gets back.- She spits, then adds: -It's not like you to sleep in the afternoon...-.

You grin and bear it: -You're right, I guess I was really tired. Wait for a second...- You get up and snort: -Ok.-.

-Oh, did you wake her up?- Tina comes from the kitchen: -She was so cute! I could have cooked!-.

-Yeah but it's her job, right?-.

-Your sister is right. You can help me, though.-.

-Yay!- She hugs you in joy, but the way she does it was just an excuse to feel your boobs again. Not that you blame her.

-Have you finished? Dad will be there any minute.- Kim complains, and you both watch her go upstairs.

-Damn, she's really nasty.-.

-Honey?-.

-Mh?-.

-Can you let go?-.

-Oh, right.- You detach and then you go in the kitchen. You check the clock: Kim was right, he will be there soon, so you roll up your sleeves.

Does your father arrive? Or does something else happen?

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