Chapter #18Orgy by: Unknown Alex came downstairs to find two unfamiliar shemales standing naked in the kitchen. One looked to be barely eighteen and Alex only recognized her as Mrs. Massey looked almost identical to her daughter. But Alex knew Stella was away at school, so it couldn't be her. Still, it was hard to look at the skinny, busty blonde and not see Stella, who Alex had a crush on growing up.
The other woman looked to be in her late twenties, with skin the color of chocolate and dreadlocks swinging halfway down her back. This must be Mrs. Washington, as she was only African American woman Alex’s mother regularly hung out with.
"I'm telling you, I can't wait for tonight." Mrs. Massey said to Mrs. Washington. "Ebby is finally home from her vacation and I can't wait to experience some of her special brand of loving."
"What, is my chocolate thunder stick not good enough for you?" Mrs. Washington replied, shaking her half erect cock in Mrs. Massey's direction.
"Oh, when I want to be fucked senseless, you're the first person I call. But Ebby, Ebby's a passionate lover. And after the week I had, I need some passion to help me de-stress."
Alex took a few more steps into the kitchen and both shemales looked around to stare at her. "Hi Mrs. Washington, hi Mrs. Massey." Alex said a bit hesitantly, feeling a bit weirded out that there were two naked shemales in his kitchen. If she wasn't trying to keep the remote at least partly a secret, Alex was very tempted to copy one of these women's images of modesty over herself so she wouldn't be embarrassed all the time.
"Young lady, where do you think you're going dress like…that?" Mrs. Washington asked, gesturing to Alex’s fur get up.
"Out. Mom doesn't want me here during your…meeting tonight."
"It's an orgy dear; I don't know why you've always been so squeamish about it. I was in three different orgy groups when I was your age. Yet your mother tells me you haven't even joined one. How are you ever going to meet a nice girl and settle down to have a daughter of your own?"
"I don't know, with that scandalous outfit she's wearing Alex won't have any problem drawing attention to herself. What’s next, wearing long sleeves and pants?" Mrs. Massey commented
"You should stick around tonight, at least to watch. It might give you some ideas." Mrs. Washington suggested. "We have a few girls your age coming. I bet your mother could set you up with one of them."
"Except that would be against the rules, and you know how I feel about the rules Rosa dear." came a familiar voice from behind Alex. When she turned around to see, her jaw almost dropped to the floor.
Alex's mother was standing behind her, but she wasn't the mother that had berated Alex for not using condoms less than an hour earlier. If anything, it was like looking in a mirror. This made it incredibly hard to think of her as mom and Alex mentally reclassified her as Carrie. They had the same pale skin and long purple hair, though Carrie's was done up in a strict ponytail. Alex looked to be about the same age as Carrie, but mother had daughter beat by a few cup sizes and a more bodacious butt. She was also sporting twice as many piercings as Alex, as well as a few tattoos.
In a flash, Alex realized what had happened. When she had modified herself, the remote had changed her mother to explain them. The reason she had purple hair was it was her mother's hair color. Her ridiculous curves were derived from Carrie, though Alex guessed she would grow a bit more over the next few years.
One thing they apparently didn't share was fashion sense. Carrie was clothed as well, technically, but it was only in a floor length leather trench coat. It was open at the front, leaving nothing to the imagination, including the fact that Carrie was the most hung person in the room.
"It's the responsibility of the house mistress to enforce the rules and the rules clearly state no family members at the same orgy. Some mistresses bend the rules for siblings, but not mother/daughter pairs. I'm afraid you have to go my darling Alex. Though if you do want to find out what happens at one of these events, we can have that talk tomorrow. I'll see you then, and if you even think about coming home before 7 tomorrow morning I'll hogtie you and leave you out by the pool for a few hours."
Not wanting to tempt her newly dominant mother, Alex fled the house. It was only when she got to the car that Alex realized she wasn't sure where to go.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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