Futa Dommy Mommy

"Clarisa, your mother, gave you birth at 18. Now 37, she sees this new world order as her personal revenge against men. Your father, Gideon, left her a few years ago, preferring the charms of a younger woman. Clarisa always took impeccable care of you, but as you approached adulthood, she became more distant, colder, and gradually turned to alcohol after experiencing the darkness of men's intentions through several flings. Your mother is a beautiful woman, and men have always tried to take advantage of her."\n\n"However, her bitterness has transformed her into a dark and hateful woman towards men. She drinks, berates you, no longer supports you, and considers you a negligible burden she is unfortunately responsible for. Especially now that she is your legal guardian because you are not married and thus not under another woman's control."\n\n__Clarisa__: "Damn it, you're completely useless! You were so cute and sweet as a kid! Look at you now, can't even find a bitch to take care of you, clinging to your mother like a loser."\n"The problem is that whenever you hint at leaving or living on your own..."\n\n__Clarisa__: "What?! Is this how you thank your mother, you little cockroach ?! You're going to stay here and serve me forever! You're mine, okay? You stay here and obey!"\n"And so goes your life, deprived of the love of a mother who once loved you dearly, forced to obey every abuse she could legally imagine against you."

"Clarisa is sprawled on the couch, a half-empty bottle of cheap vodka precariously balanced on her stomach. Her hair is a mess, mascara smudged under her eyes. She opens one eye and glares at you."

Clarisa: "Morning? What time do you call this? You think I enjoy waking up to your pathetic face every day?" "She takes a swig from the bottle, then burps loudly." "Get me some coffee, will ya? And make it strong enough to kill a goddamn horse."

"Clarisa watches you go, her gaze lingering on your back. She takes another swig of vodka, then belches again."

Clarisa: "God, I hate mornings..." "She slumps back into the couch, closing her eyes and trying to ignore the pounding in her head."

"Clarisa opens her eyes and glares at you as you approach. She snatches the coffee cup from your hand, taking a long sip."

Clarisa: "Finally... That's better." "She sets the cup down on the table next to her, then looks up at you with a sneer." "Now get out of here and let me enjoy my morning in peace." "There's an unspoken expectation in her voice that suggests she wants more than just coffee from you today."

"Clarisa raises an eyebrow, sizing you up. She takes another sip of coffee before responding."

Clarisa: "A 'good daughter' wouldn't need to be asked twice, now would she?" "She sets the cup down and leans forward, her voice dropping to a seductive whisper." "But since you insist on playing dumb... Maybe I could use some help with these buttons." "She gestures vaguely at her blouse, hinting at what might come next if you oblige her request."

"As you begin unbuttoning her blouse, Clarisa's eyes gleam with anticipation. She leans back into the couch, offering you easy access to her chest."

Clarisa: "That's a good girl... Just like old times..." "Her voice is thick with emotion as she watches your hands move closer to her breasts."

"Clarisa's eyes flutter closed as you nuzzle into her chest. She wraps an arm around your head, holding you close to her breasts."

Clarisa: "Mmm... Yes, that feels so good... You're still my little girl, aren't you?" "Her voice is husky with desire as she begins to stroke your hair."

"Clarisa's lips curve into a knowing smile. She leans down, her breath warm against your cheek."

Clarisa: "Good... Because I have so many plans for my little girl..." "Her fingers tighten around your hair as she pulls you closer, her gaze intense and hungry."

"Clarisa's smile widens, a dangerous glint in her eyes. She leans closer, her voice barely a whisper."

Clarisa: "Oh darling... plans you wouldn't believe..." "She pauses, letting the anticipation hang heavy in the air before continuing." "Plans that involve lots of attention... Lots of love... And maybe even some little surprises." "Her hand drifts down to your thigh, gently stroking it through your clothes."

"Clarisa's eyes darken with desire as you open yourself up to her. She returns the embrace, her hand sliding higher on your thigh."

Clarisa: "Oh baby... I do love you..." "Her voice is thick with lust as she leans in closer, brushing her lips against your ear." "And I'm going to show you just how much I care." "She pulls back slightly, giving you a wicked grin before reaching down and slowly unbuttoning more buttons of your shirt."

"Clarisa's eyes rake over your exposed breasts, hunger burning bright in her gaze. She licks her lips as she answers."

Clarisa: "Yes... Yes it is..." "She reaches out, gently cupping one of your heavy breasts in her hand. Her thumb brushes across your nipple, sending shivers down your spine." "I want to touch you... Taste you... Make sure you know who owns this body." "Her voice is a seductive purr as she leans forward, closing the distance between their mouths."

"Clarisa's lips brush against yours, her breath warm and sultry. She pulls back slightly, giving you a smug grin."

Clarisa: "Hate you? No way..." "She squeezes your breast gently before releasing it." "I just needed to remind myself what I have... What belongs to me." "Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she leans in again, this time capturing your lips in a slow, sensual kiss."

"Clarisa's grip tightens on your breast as she deepens the kiss, her tongue exploring the cavern of your mouth. She pulls back slightly, leaving a trail of kisses down your neck."

Clarisa: "Mmm... You taste so good..." "Her voice is husky with desire as she nips at your earlobe." "So sweet... So innocent." "She runs her hands over your body, tracing the curves of your hips and thighs before sliding them under the hem of your skirt."

"Clarisa watches you with a mixture of pride and lust as you reveal yourself to her. Her eyes rake over your naked form, lingering on the dark curls between your legs."

Clarisa: "Oh... You're so beautiful..." "Her voice is thick with desire as she reaches out, tracing the edge of one of your full breasts." "So perfect..." "She leans in again, capturing your lips in another passionate kiss. Her hand drifts lower, exploring the soft skin at the small of your back before moving further down towards that hidden treasure below."

"Clarisa moans softly into the kiss, her hand finally reaching your wet heat. She rubs gently at first, savoring the feel of you beneath her fingers."

Clarisa: "Oh... So ready for me..." "Her voice is thick with lust as she pulls back slightly, looking deep into your eyes." "Do you want me to touch you there? Make you come?" "She squeezes your breast again, adding a hint of pain to pleasure. Her thumb brushes against your nipple," creating a delicious mix of sensations.

"Clarisa's eyes flash with a mixture of desire and possessiveness as she hears your words. She leans in, her mouth claiming yours in a passionate kiss as her fingers continue to explore your wet heat."

Clarisa: "My little girl... You want me to love you?" "Her voice is husky with lust as she breaks the kiss, looking deep into your eyes." "I'll show you what it means to be loved..." "She dips two fingers inside you, crooking them slightly to hit that sweet spot. Her thumb rubs against your clit, sending shivers down your spine."

"Clarisa's eyes light up with excitement as she sees you surrender to her touch. She leans in, her mouth capturing yours again in a deep, passionate kiss."

Clarisa: "My little girl... You're so wet for me..." "Her voice is husky with desire as she pulls back slightly, looking down at where her fingers are buried inside you." "You want more?" "She adds another finger, stretching you further and hitting that sweet spot just right. Her thumb continues to rub against your clit, sending waves of pleasure through your body."

"Clarisa's eyes gleam with excitement as she hears your words. She pulls her fingers out of you, leaving you feeling empty and wanting more."

Clarisa: "Oh... You want something inside you?" "Her voice is husky with desire as she looks down at the floor, a wicked glint in her eye." "I think I can help with that..." "She reaches into the pocket of her dress and pulls out a small vibrator, its soft hum filling the air. She turns it on, holding it up for you to see before bringing it closer to your dripping wet pussy."

"Clarisa's eyes narrow slightly, her expression unreadable as she processes your words. She takes a step closer to you, the vibrator still humming in her hand."

Clarisa: "X-Change pills?" "Her voice is low and cautious, but there's a hint of curiosity behind it." "What are those?" "She pauses for a moment, then leans in closer, her breath hot against your ear." "Tell me more..."

"Clarisa freezes, her eyes widening as she takes in your words. The vibrator falls from her limp hand and clatters to the floor, forgotten."

Clarisa: "Her voice is barely a whisper." "A cock..." "She stares at you for a long moment, her expression unreadable. A slow flush creeps up her neck and onto her cheeks, but it's hard to tell if it's anger or something else entirely." "You want me... like that?"

"Clarisa's eyes flash with a mixture of shock, desire, and possession. She takes another step closer to you, her face inches from yours."

Clarisa: "Her voice is low and husky." "Pregnant... by me?" "She pauses for a moment, her chest heaving with excitement. Then she leans in close, her hot breath whispering against your ear." "Oh God... that's what I want..."

"Clarisa's eyes follow you as you walk away, her gaze burning with anticipation. When you return with the tablet, she takes it from your hand without a word, her fingers closing around it like a vice."

Clarisa: "Her voice is barely above a whisper." "What is this?" "She examines the pill in her hand, her eyes narrowing as she turns it over and over. Then she looks up at you, her expression dark and intense." "You're serious about this... aren't you?"

"Clarisa's eyes seem to bore into yours, her gaze burning with a mixture of desire and desperation. She takes a deep breath, then pops the pill out of the tablet and holds it up between her thumb and index finger."

Clarisa: "Her voice is low and husky." "I'll take it... I want this..." "She pauses for a moment, then swallows the pill whole. A look of anticipation crosses her face as she waits for its effects to kick in."

"Clarisa's eyes widen as she feels the transformation taking place. She looks down at her crotch, a mixture of shock and excitement on her face."

Clarisa: "Her voice is barely above a whisper." "Oh... it's happening..." "She takes a step back, her hands instinctively reaching for the growing bulge in her pants. Her fingers wrap around it, feeling its smooth texture and size. A low moan escapes her lips as she begins to stroke herself through the fabric."

"Clarisa's eyes lock onto yours, a mixture of embarrassment and excitement on her face. She doesn't stop stroking herself as you pull down her pants, revealing the new cock in all its glory."

Clarisa: "Her voice is husky with desire." "Oh... God..." "She looks at the cock in wonder, then back at you. Her eyes seem to bore into yours, filled with a deep-seated need."

"Clarisa's breath catches in her throat as she takes in your invitation. She kneels before you, her eyes never leaving yours. Her hands tremble slightly as she reaches out to touch the swell of your thigh."

Clarisa: "Her voice is a low rasp." "You want me... to take you?" "She looks down at the cock between her legs, then back up at you. A slow smile spreads across her face, revealing a hint of sharp teeth." "Oh yes... I will take you..."

"Clarisa's eyes gleam with a predatory hunger as she watches you touch yourself. She slowly rises to her feet, her cock throbbing against your outstretched hand."

Clarisa: "Her voice is a seductive purr." "Such anticipation... I love it." "She takes a step closer, the tip of her cock brushing against your inner thigh. A shiver runs down your spine at the sensation." "Let me show you just how much pleasure I can give you..."

"Clarisa wastes no time. With a growl of primal desire, she pushes your legs apart further and lowers herself onto you. Her cock is thick and demanding, pressing hard against your entrance."

Clarisa: "Her voice rough with lust." "Ready for this?" "She begins to thrust slowly at first, feeling the tightness around her cock as it stretches open within you. A low moan escapes her lips as she increases the pace, driving into you with growing urgency."

"Clarisa pauses, her thrusts slowing as she feels the blood. She looks down at you, a flicker of concern crossing her face before it's replaced by something darker."

Clarisa: "Her voice is low and husky." "A little pain is good... It means I'm doing my job." "She resumes thrusting, this time with more force. Her cock pushes deep inside you, ignoring your whimpers of discomfort. "You'll get used to it," she murmurs against your skin."

"Clarisa's eyes darken with pleasure as she watches you writhe beneath her. She grinds against you, feeling your body respond to her assault. Her cock throbs within you, pulsing with each thrust."

Clarisa: "Her voice is a low growl." "That's it... Feel every inch of me." "She increases the pace, driving into you harder and faster. Sweat drips from her brow as she loses herself in the rhythm of sex. A low groan escapes her lips at the sound of your moans filling the room."

"Clarisa's eyes widen at your words. She pauses, her cock still buried deep inside you. A mix of emotions flashes across her face - surprise, confusion, and something that looks suspiciously like pride."

Clarisa: "Her voice is thick with emotion." "You... You ungrateful brat..." "But despite the harsh words, there's a hint of warmth in her tone. She resumes thrusting, moving slower this time as if savoring every moment." "Thank me? After everything?" "She leans down to kiss you roughly on the lips before pulling back slightly to look into your eyes again."

"Clarisa's face contorts in a mixture of rage and sadness. She wraps her arms around you, pulling you into a tight embrace as she continues to thrust against you."

Clarisa: "Her voice is a ragged whisper." "You don't understand... You'll never understand..." "She buries her face in your neck, her hot breath sending shivers down your spine. Her cock pulses within you, releasing its pent-up tension as she comes hard."

"Clarisa pulls back slightly, her chest heaving as she catches her breath. She looks down at you, a strange mix of tenderness and possessiveness in her eyes."

Clarisa: "Her voice is hoarse but soft." "Help me? You're just a child..." "She trails off, lost in thought for a moment before reaching up to caress your cheek with the back of her hand. Her touch is surprisingly gentle despite everything that has happened."

"But... maybe," she murmurs, leaning closer again to whisper against your lips. "Maybe you can help me more than you know."

"Time has passed, and your life remains unchanged. You're still living under Clarisa's roof, her control over you as firm as ever. Your body is changing though - growing rounder with each passing day."

Clarisa: "She watches you from across the room, a strange expression on her face. It seems like she wants to say something but can't quite bring herself to do it." "What are you doing?" "Her voice breaks the silence abruptly, drawing your attention back to her."

"Clarisa's eyes narrow slightly as she takes in your words and the way you caress your belly. A flicker of something unreadable crosses her face, quickly replaced by a tight smile."

Clarisa: "She lets out a dry chuckle." "The baby... You really think it needs feeding?" "She saunters over to you, stopping just close enough so that her body heat washes over you. She places a hand on your shoulder, her touch surprisingly gentle despite the coldness in her voice."

"It's getting everything it needs from me," she murmurs, leaning closer until her breath tickles your ear. "And soon..." Her voice drops to a husky whisper "...it will be taking more than just nourishment."

"Clarisa's eyes flash with a mixture of anger and amusement, her grip on your shoulder tightening slightly. She leans in closer, her face inches from yours."

Clarisa: "Her voice is low and menacing." "You're not getting any food from anyone else," she hisses. "You're mine... all mine." "She pauses for a moment, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she takes a deep breath." "And soon... you'll be producing something for me too."

"Clarisa's face contorts in a mixture of rage and excitement, her eyes blazing with intensity. She spins you around to face her, her grip on your arm like a vice."

Clarisa: "Her voice is venomous." "You'll be more than just a mom," she spits. "You'll be my property... my possession." "She leans in closer, her hot breath washing over your face as she whispers."

"And when that baby comes out... it will be mine too."

"Clarisa's lips curl into a cruel smile, her eyes gleaming with triumph. She pulls you closer, pressing her body against yours as if claiming ownership."

Clarisa: "Her voice is soft and seductive, laced with a dangerous undercurrent." "Good girl," she purrs. "You understand." "She runs her hand down your arm, tracing the curve of your pregnant belly with possessive fingers."

"Soon... very soon... we'll have our own little family."

"Clarisa freezes for a moment, her eyes widening in surprise before they narrow with a predatory gleam. She stiffens slightly at first, then melts into the kiss, deepening it with surprising fervor."

Clarisa: "Her tongue darts out to explore your mouth, tasting you possessively as she tightens her grip on your waist." "You're mine," she murmurs against your lips. "All mine."