@b42c3131 two. any more than that and some of that get forgotten in the shuffle. the rest of the posts can be "horny", "jokes", or "other" as much as you like :3c
@b42c3131 it's an additional level of stigma. i've had more terse conversations with mom thanks to being pro-c now (i've never censored my political journey with them, so they went from "well at least she's not pro-c" to just being completely exasperated with me lmao)
@b42c3131 goddammit, i was homeless and sometimes i had to walk out of my way four or five blocks to find any place to sit down, and that was a city said (by NIMBYs) to be designed in a way which is "too homeless friendly" 🤬
"Come in" the Witch said, smirking from her throne, bone-cleaver in hand.
"Um... Hello... Your c-cultists... g-grabbed us both?" The Mother said. Next to her, a seven year old with bright red hair gathered in two low tails huddled quietly, trying not to be seen by the Witch.
"I'm... Ill-content, little human. Perhaps my stomach boils for child flesh?"
"NO!" The Mother shouted, clutching her daughter, a little lamb dressed in nothing but tiny scuffed white sneakers, blue cotton shorts and matching blue tanktop.
"Hmm... Look at me, woman. yes... You are hungry for her. I would be sated if I watched you feast on your girl." The wicked tyrant said with a grin.
"I won't allow any harm to come to Sellie!" The Mother said, letting slip her own baby's name.
"Sssssellie." The Witch said. The little girl's eyes widened and her breath quickened.
"No... I'm sorry baby I made a mistake..." The Mother said.
"Mommy... I feel funny..." Little Sellie whimpered, her knees crossing as if she needed the bathroom and a brilliant blush rising in her cheeks.
"Edeil Vun Yurum" The Witch said, making her little victim gasp with the sensation of warm hands sliding passionately all over her body.
"What are you doing to my baby?" The Mother said, strain making her voice creak and break. The Witch laughed at her.
"I'm warming her up for you. Unless you want Me to eat her? But she wouldn't survive that, would she." The Witch said, giggling as she continued to invisibly molest the little girl with her spelltalent.
It suddenly dawned on The Mother what she was being made to do. Eat her daughter sexually, or submit her to be eaten viscerally by the monster Witch King. She hyperventilated, sinking to the floor as her daughter clung to her and cried in confusion from the strange forced sensations.
"Comfort our precious Sellie, will you?"
"I am Selina! My name is Selina!" The girl growled defiantly. The Mother mewled in helpless terror and the Witch giggled with delight. "Don't use my nickname, weird lady!"
"Ohhh SELINA, from your own lips!" The Witch said sternly, making the little girl peep in shock as a new a strange feeling crunched her up into her center and then rippled out in waves.
The new feeling coarsing through little Selina was a little queasy, almost painful, certainly dizzying, and yet almost fun. It reminded her of amusement park rides, except if someone forced her onto a ride and wouldn't let her off.
"Mommy! It's... Scary!" Sellie said.
"Oh Mother, you're letting your poor daughter have a scary time. She'll go on feeling frightened until she winds up food at this rate!" The Witch said.
"S-Sellie sweetheart... Take off your shorts for Mommy, okay?" The Mother said, heart hammering and sick with what she needed to do.
"Damn... I was certain my stomach was rumbling but it really must been yours." The Witch said, setting her massive cleaver aside and settling in comfortably to watch the show.
The Mother kissed her baby and admired her beauty, the cute little girl's flawless legs a source of comfort for the suffering woman. She was being forced to do this, so she would submit completely to the hidden lust she had long buried and ignored. Sellie was just too beautiful. The Mother kissed her baby again, then kissed her hip, then her thigh. She sighed, rubbing her cheek against her baby's sweet pudgy little thigh and blushing as she sniffed the hint of girly pee staining the seven year old's Paw Patrol undies.
"M-mommy... I... I like that..?" Sellie said, blushing as her Mommy's hands replaced the phantom touches. Mommy's hands were all over her and so warm, and Mommy's breath was hot on her panties, making her squirm. "M-mommy... Is that lady... going to eat me?"
"No, baby. It's not." The Mother said, then kissed her baby's clothed pussy, breathing the girly scents with the hint of magically forced arousal.
"Feels... good... Um..." Sellie said, unsure what to say as her mommy stole her undies, breathing hard and licking and nibbling all over Sellie's pretty little legs, scaring her. "M-mommy don't eat me either!"
"I... I've got to." The Mother said, licking like an animal at Sellie's sweet sex, thrilling at the shocked gasps and the confused whimpers her baby was making. She was devouring her baby now, beyond the ability to care whether Sellie was scared and in fact feeling a hot tickle from every sign of fear.
"Mommy! Please! It's weird! I..." Sellie said, hot and sweating in her tiny tank top, little nude legs wrapped helplessly around her mother's shoulders.
"Cum for your mommy, Selina." The Witch said, openly masturbating on her throne as she watched the corruption. Her words were a command to the girl, who grunted in surprise as the fluttering feeling rocked her again. It felt much, much better with Mommy licking her cunny and kissing her little bean with the passion of someone who had always secretly dreamed of thirstily devouring baby pussy.
The Witch encouraged the girl to cum and the Mother to indulge her pedophile thirst for quite a while longer, edging as she sustained the fantasy world of perverted love.
"Well... I've taught you two a new way to bond as mother and daughter and I'll send you home alive. It satisfies me enough to know the world is a little hornier, so i can fill up up on roast beef or something. Out." The Witch said after thoroughly enjoying the scene she had set up.
Sellie shakily put her shorts back on and left hand in hand with her mommy, not entirely sure what had happened. She would have another chance to puzzle out what was happening later that night and around noon the next day and also many, many more times as her mother remained obsessed with devouring her again and again, the perverted woman's hunger never sated for long.
"Embrace your Hunger
Indulge the Ravening"
@Cardinal Directions because four year olds are really funny drunks, it's the cutest thing you've ever seen.
and it also helps them sleep deeply during naptime :pacisleep:
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