You saw the person who had your legs still lodged in their pussy defying all logic in the world and it was none other then your loving and caring mother Gwen.
"Ahhh, Stevie stop I work in like five hours and need some sleep."
She says with her eyes still halfway closed, your movement seemingly causing her face to flush and her insides to clench around your legs. As you were still processing this nightmare scenario you felt her tight, wet and warm insides clench and pull. Little by little you were being fed by in. You panicked and flailed about feeling a cold dread as more and more of yourself is devoured by her pussy. It was not until you were hip deep did you decide to grab the mattress to momentarily stop this. You did not like how it felt when your flaccid cock was squeezed in with your waist and how it quickly hardened as it was dragged in her narrow walls. It felt wrong on too many levels to count.
A frustrated and annoyed groan was heard and you looked up to she your mother's now fully awake and angry face glaring down at you.
"Why are you being so difficult Steve, it's my turn this week and I need rest."
She huffed and with a strained expression that made some veins pop from her neck your mother forcefully made her inner muscles pull you in harder then before. She made much louder moans and you felt her juices pour out as you were pulled in. You tried to grab on to anything but whenever you snagged onto something she simply performed her muscle exercises and pulled you in. It was not until you were shoulders deep did you try to appeal to her knowing that physically you can not stop this.
"Mom please wait I don't know what you are doing or how you can do it but please listen I do not want this!"
Finally after this genuine plead did you feel your body stop for the first time, your mother had a thoughtful look as she processed what you said. She looked at you confused and concerned but showing no need to take you out keeping you shoulder deep in her cunt.
"Baby do you feel good is everything okay?"
She asked and the question almost felt like a joke. To her the act of unbirthing you was simple bonding not only did the curse grant her and all other females this ability and urge to do this but it also rewrote history. This has always been a close bonding thing you two do, something nonchalant like watching a movie together. You concern over this confused her.
"No mom nothing is okay, everything is wrong and I am scared!"
You yell hoping she will free you from this and you felt tears well up in your eyes. This did strike deep into your mother and she felt like she needed to protect you from what ever was causing you this much distress and harm. Luckily she knew the perfect place where she can stuff you while you would remain closer to her then ever.
You felt a stronger pull then ever as your arms folded up and were being dragged in with the rest of you, panic surged through you and you kicked from the inside while screamed from the outside. Your mother moaned and hushed you.
"Easy now Stevie lets just get you back in here nice and safe, we both can have a well earned sleep and tomorrow we can talk all bout this okay dear."
Her voice sounded half like a gentle mother while every other word was slurred with a moan of pure pleasure. The contrasting pleasures of this maternal bur carnal act showing on her face.
You could do no more as you were dragged deeper into her, soon both arms were slurped inside her and your head did not last long at all. She was already laying back down and placing the covers over herself before you were sucked into her completely. As your full body was dragged through the moist pink tunnels until you hit what felt like a small room that closed around you. You could feel your mothers heart beat and movements from here. Her legs kicked and fidgeted as your last movements into her wombs caused her waves of pleasure.
You felt trapped once again but calmer then ever. Wrapped in a warm sense of protection and security. It was thanks to this calmer state of mind that you realized this all had to do with that old woman and her curse. You sighed and decided that until your mother lets you out you can not do a thing.
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