86. The Forbidden Mother-Daughter Feast

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The Akashic Records’ information about monsterized Rosemary intrigued me.

“So those doll versions are…?”
[Extensions the main body can control or become.]

She’d essentially become a haunted doll – the kind from horror stories.

“What the hell? Explain properly!” Rosemary yanked my collar with her new marionette hands.

“You became the doll. Congrats on the upgrade.”

Her shriek of outrage was music to my ears. At least her pussy remained functional.

“Your worth was always between your legs anyway,” I shrugged.

Elise intervened with faux comfort: “My beloved daughter~ Now you’re truly part of the family.” The way she said it while eyeing Rosemary’s doll joints sent delicious shivers down my spine.

Time for the main course. I herded them both to my room, forking my tail in anticipation.

“Mother-daughter sandwich time~”

The synchronized gasps when I speared both their freshly monsterized pussies were exquisite. Elise arched like a bowstring while Rosemary’s doll body convulsed unnaturally.

“Fuck! They’re clenching in sync!” My tail pistoned harder as their moans harmonized. “Like mother, like daughter indeed!”

When I flooded them with corruptive essence, Elise came screaming while Rosemary asphyxiated on maternal thigh. The way her pussy crushed my tail during oxygen deprivation? A+ kink discovery.

“Again,” Elise demanded, grinding Rosemary’s face into the sheets. Perfect timing – I’d been saving Gold Taeyang’s special piercings.

The way Elise’s eyes rolled back when I skewered her nipples? Priceless. She came so hard she baptized her daughter’s face.

“Call it a tail again,” I growled, hammering into their ruined pussies until dawn. “I dare you.”

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Next morning found me kneeling before a livid Rachel.

“First us, now random mothers?!” She slammed a bubbling cauldron of serpent soup before me. “Eat your cousins, you bitch.”

Worth it.