Chapter 7: Introducing Your Girlfriend To Your Parents

More specifically, you head back home, Julia in tow - Rei is still sleeping at Mary's, you're pretty sure. The moment you enter the front door, Chanelle's voice calls out. "Brighton? Is that you?" She practically rushes towards you as she sees you, wrapping you in a deep hug, just pressing herself hard against you. Julia watches with clear interest, eyes glittering. "You ran off without saying anything and didn't come back last night," she chides.

"I told you he was fine," Alexandra says, leaning against a doorway. "Seriously, though, leave a note next time. It took forever to get Ellie to chill out." She squints at Julia. "Who's the cosplayer?"

Julia opens her mouth, clearly ready to say that she's your bitch-slave-onahole or something similarly embarrassing.

Actually, you know what? It's sexy to see her completely and freely debase herself, you decide, just in time to get to listen to her. "I'm Brighton's personal onahole."

"...what's an onahole," Alexandra asks, squinting carefully at Julia, doubtlessly already suspecting the answer

"It's a sex toy for boys, it's something that just gets-"

"Alright, alright." Alexandra says, raising her hands to shut Julia up. "Wow. You sure know how to pick them. I guess I understand why you didn't come home early. What's her name?"

"I don't have a name," Julia says, instantly. "But you can call me the prettiest princess."

"That's... well..." Chanelle starts up, still clinging to you. "Princess. Fine. That's a perfectly fine nickname." Again, Julia's expression looks rather ambivalent about your mother's response - she doesn't actually want people to call her that, you think, and would rather be insulted and degraded?

"She's a bit like me, except that instead of turning into animals, she kills things really well."

"Does she glow like you do?" Alexandra asks.

"Oh, you mean like this?" Julia asks, an eight-pointed black sigil appearing on her head, limned with white. "Or like this?" The black stretches out from her, like an all-consuming force eating at any light that passes through it, a thick aura that soon returns to its previous closeness. Alexandra adjusts her posture somewhat, her lips curling downwards.

"Honey, why don't you make us an afternoon lunch?" Alexandra prompts, and Chanelle finally extricates herself from you.

"Sure, okay, what do you like to eat, Princess?"

"Goshujinsama's cum!" Julia offers, making your mothers both wince.

"...I'll go make some burgers," Chanelle decides, before heading into the kitchen.

"Goshujinsama, I'm so horny..." Julia breathes as she starts to wiggle up against you. Alexandra approaches, grasping her by the scruff of her shirt, yanking her away from you.

"Happy as I am that Brighton's not going to remain a permanent virgin, I'm not sure I approve of your behavior, young lady." Julia just moans as if the insults got her off, squirming in place. "Jesus Christ," she mutters, dragging Julia off to the living room and bodily hurling her onto the couch.

"Stomp on my face, stomp on my face," Julia hurriedly says, quickly crawling onto her hands and knees, pressing her cheek against the floor.

Alexandra just winces at her behavior, then turns your way. "Control your girlfriend, Brighton."

"I suggest sitting on her to calm her down," you tell Alexandra. You say it with effortless confidence, as if you'd completely figured out how to control Julia. To some extent, you have, but you're pretty sure that this is just going to get her more worked up. That's the point, though. You like seeing Julia worked up, and perhaps having so much sex has messed with your head, because you're realizing for the first time that Alexandra is a beautiful woman who you'd be happy to fuck.

Alexandra seems to consider your suggestion for a moment, then drags Julia back up onto the couch and settling down on her back. It makes Julia gasp and squirm in response, legs kicking as if she was coming right then and there. Alexandra's expression seems somewhat displeased with the girl's behavior.

"She went through a very traumatic event recently," you tell Alexandra. "She was, ah, tortured by some vampires. Bitch, stop being so inappropriate, would you?" Julia just whimpers and whines in response, though her movements become less blatantly erotic. "I can't change who she is," you tell your mother, "and this is pretty clearly who she is."

"I guess it's only natural the only girl you can get is a crazed pervert," Alexandra says, with a cocky and teasing smirk.

"I'll have you know that I've fucked three other girls," you tell her, crossing her arms. She just quirks an eyebrow and crosses her arms, clearly not believing you. "It's the truth."

"Alright. It's amazing how you're suddenly just fucking like crazy the moment I turn around, rather than being a virgin, but I guess I've got no choice but to believe you," she continues, clearly not believing you as she shrugs in defeat.

"Well, you know, it's a lot easier to get chicks when you have incredible magical power," you explain, while Julia just sighs and wiggles happily on the couch. Alexandra doesn't seem to quite believe you, but it's fine. You can always show her how you're fucking other women at some later date. You've got not one, not two, not three, but four girls who you can fuck basically whenever you feel like. It's all good. "Anyway, I dealt with the vampire that attacked me, with Princess's help."

"Anything for you, goshujinsama," Julia half-moans, making Alexandra's expression darken again. "When do I get my reward, being violated and used by your monster cock?"

Alexandra just squints down at Julia. "I've seen Brighton's dick-" Ah, yes, that fun memory of her finding you in the middle of jerking off, thanks for bringing it up with your hot new girlfriend, "-it's not a monster cock," she tells her.

"It is, it's twelve inches long and thick as a forearm," Julia drools. "It plunged into me, turning me into its personal brainless onahole, a being who exists only for the chance to plea-"

"Food's ready!" Chanelle calls out from the kitchen.

"Finally," Alexandra says, hopping off Julia and heading into the kitchen immediately, pausing in the doorway to lean back in. "Please, tell her to knock off the weird shit with Ellie. I've got thick skin from serving, but her ears are gonna turn red from the garbage 'Princess' keeps spitting out. What's her actual name?"

"Ah, you can't call her by her actual name, it's part of her powers," you explain. Alexandra squints, frowns, and then shrugs and heads into the kitchen.

"Goshujinsama, do I really have to stop begging for your cock? It's been so loooong," she whines, kicking her legs, all but throwing a tantrum on the couch. "I want it, I want to suck it, I want to be fucked by it, I want to be your onahole masturbation aid, who exists-"

You slap her face to shut her up. She just squirms in pleasure in response. "Come on, bitch. Act like a normal person. You'll get rewarded after the meal, if you manage to behave yourself."

"Yes, goshujinsama," she says, rising to her feet and docilely following behind you into the kitchen, a smile on her lips and a manic twinkle in her eyes.

She can still call you goshujinsama, obviously. That's what she should call you, even. Maybe you should make Rei start calling you goshujinsama, too... or would that mess up having her dominate Julia? You sit down at the table and immediately Julia puts her hand on your thigh.

"So!" Chanelle says. "How did you two meet?"

"Brighton flew into my room as a bird, then he fucked and raped me senseless on my own bed," Julia explains, wild-eyed.

You smack the back of her head. "It was completely consensual," you tell your mothers, very quickly. "I told you to behave," you add, to Julia. She just pouts.

You give them the overview of how you met Julia, portrayed in a non-socially retarded manner - you tracked her down from a very suspicious incident, felt a pull from her, and wound up falling in love basically at first sight. Chanelle smiles pleasantly at the story, while Alexandra seems less sure, her gaze falling on Julia with some suspicion.

"Do you know anything about vampires, Alex?" You ask, wanting to redirect her attention.

Alexandra lets out a little laugh, scratching the back of her head. "I know they're a thing, and werewolves sure don't like them. They're..." She pauses, rolling her eyes up as she does so. "Wyrm-tainted? Wyrm means death, pollution, decay, you know. They hate that stuff."

"Anything about how they organize themselves? There's apparently a vampire 'Prince' in town."

"Mm..." She closes her eyes, trying to remember anything, then shakes her head. "Sorry. I don't even know if the actual, in-the-know, members of the family could tell you much about how they organize themselves. They're pretty much kill on sight, I caught that much; they hate leeches - what they call them - worse than anything, including other shapeshifters."

"If they're not fond of shapeshifters, how do they feel about outsider humans? I don't have to shapeshift."

"They're not generally fans. If you were a girl, maybe you could get dicked down by some guy to try to get some more members of the family - that's what they called it, back when I lived with them. The family. There were about... one or two hundred of us. You could tell some members were given a lot more respect - in retrospect, on account of being werewolves. The guys, well... werewolves don't generally have baby werewolves, so you get quantity over quality." Chanelle reaches for Alexandra's hand, squeezing it. "Part of the reason I left. I didn't really want to be wife number four to some meathead who just saw me as a broodmare. Plus, they frown on lesbian stuff," she adds, leaning over to kiss Chanelle. "Waste of a good womb."

"So if I challenge the alpha and win, would I take the whole operation over?"

Alexandra laughs at that. "No." She giggles for a few more seconds before she finally manages to entirel calm herself down. "No, no. Okay. It's like this, and I got it as religion, mostly, not facts-of-life." She clears her throat. "The world is ending. Pandemics, species extinction, global warming, it's all the same big pointy stick pushing the world off the edge. Gaia's weak, the Wyrm is strong, and if we don't fight back against the darkness, then the world will end. So we need numbers, and we need strength, and that means you need to do your duty and get on your back for Nate here and pop out as many babies as you can." She shakes her head. "That's why I got out. That and meeting this wonderful girl," she adds, leaning over to kiss Chanelle again.

"Did you ever consider having children of your own, if you found the right guy?"

Alexandra chuckles. "I do have a child of my own, kiddo," she says, reaching over for you and ruffling your hair. "And I found the right person to have him with."

"Ah." You pause, considering it. "You kind of have a daughter now, then," you tell her, making her squint over at Julia. "Not her. Remember how I cloned myself?" She nods slowly. "I made my clone turn into a girl. She's currently sleeping over at Princess's mom's place." You give a brief explanation of Rei's appearance and her developing, somewhat independent, personality, while avoiding the issue of how many times you've stuck your dick in her.

Unfortunately, that doesn't work on Alexandra, who is too smart for you to so easily avoid the subject. "Is this how you got up to three girls?"

"No, obviously not," you lie, immediately. Two of the three girls aren't your clone, after all.

"Mhm," Alexandra hums out.

"Goshujinsama and joousama both fuck and use me for their own selfish pleasure," Julia chimes in, licking her lips, but fortunately not revealing that you do definitely fuck joousama.

"I'll bet. He's a horny teenage boy who finally found a girl that lets him stick it in."

"Where does your family live, exactly?" You ask.

"Ah... out in the High Sierras." Alexandra presses her hand against her forehead. "We moved around - we mostly lived on hunting animals, so we couldn't stay in one place forever, plus, in retrospect, BLM - but there was a holy site we always stuck near. If you weren't a chosen of Gaia, you couldn't go see it, though, so I only know it was in the mountains somewhere."

The High Sierras are about a hundred and fifty miles inland from here, and fucking huge, so it'd be a long ass trip to find them on your own. The holy site is... probably mystically important, so you might be able to see it, with that new trick of yours.

"Look, I really don't recommend tracking them down," Alexandra says. "They're dangerous. Why do you want to meet up with them so bad?"

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"I want to know more about this... whole secret world," you admit.

She sighs, slumping in her seat. "You're technically an adult, but please, take care of yourself."

"Are there other werewolves, in this city?" You ask, changing topics.

She shrugs. "Maybe? I know some live in cities, though the family didn't think much of them, and San Fran's pretty populous. I've never seen any sign of them myself, though." You haven't, either - maybe they're keeping a low profile because of their antagonism with the vampires? If they hate vampires as much as Alexandra seems to think...

"I'll take to the air, see if I can spot anything useful here," you say. You can detect the flow of spiritual energy, if only dimly and with effort.

"Goshujinsama," Julia whines. "I was good the whole meal, goshujinsama," she whines, making Alexandra chuckle.

"Maybe you could try being a little more like that," Chanelle jabs, making Alexandra feign offense, pressing her hand against her chest.

"Aren't I always the one who has to ask for it?"

"Yes, but never in a fun way, like that."

"Oh? You want me to praise how good a woman you are and beg for sex?" Chanelle blushes faintly at Alexandra's words, as Alexandra leans over to start making out with Chanelle.

"Well - if you'll excuse me, I need to calm down my girlfriend," you say, rising from your seat, with Julia instantly hopping to her feet.

"Hmm, I think I need to do something similar with my wife," Alexandra says, popping her lips off Chanelle's with a wet noise.

It's an instinctive action, hard to really pin any motive on - maybe just pettiness about Alex being mean about you having a sex partner, finally - but you meet Chanelle's gaze with your own for just a moment, letting your expression show your own endless pool of sexual desire and inspiring intense lust in her. Her cheeks instantly turn red hot, and she flicks her gaze back to Alexandra. "Let's go to the bedroom," she says, rising to her feet.

"Somebody's feeling frisky," Alexandra says with a laugh, letting herself be dragged along to their bedroom.

You similarly drag Julia up to your bedroom, and she's already stripping by the time you get to the door, tossing off her top and revealing that apparently she wasn't wearing a bra this whole time, her almost pitch black nipples bare and perky. You all but hurl her down onto the bed, ripping off her pants and panties (which are, in fact, drenched), her juices flowing freely, pink sex glistening and inviting as you take out your own cock.

You'll outdo Alexandra in endurance. You'll show her.

"You've been naughty in front of my moms," you tell Julia, as you rub your dick against her slick sex. "No coming until I let you," you order, making her whine pitifully, legs kicking at the air. Your hand goes to her throat, gently tensing, making her squirm and pant, before you start to slowly but surely push your way inside her. "You need to learn to behave yourself," you tell her, even as your cock wedges itself ever deeper inside her.

"Sorry, goshujinsama, I got so horny, killing that vampire that hurt you, then watching you fuck the other g-aaak," she gurgles as you tighten you grip on her throat, her eyes rolling up, her legs locking around your hips as her body squirms. Your movement inside her stops and you just keep a firm grip on her throat, enjoying the raw feeling of overwhelming power this position gives you for an extremely pleasant moment.

"Don't make excuses," you tell her, and she nods, even as her azure eyes roll around in her head. "When I have to punish you, the only thing I want to hear out of your mouth is 'sorry' and 'I'll do better next time', understand, bitch?"

You release the tension on her throat, and she doesn't even bother to gasp for air. "Yes, goshujinsama! Sorry, goshujinsama! I'll do better next time, goshujinsama!" You slap her tits, not as punishment for anything she's said, but to feed her masochistic side. "Goshujinsama, being used by your cock feels so good, goshujinsama, I don't know if I can hold back from coming, please let me come, goshujinsama," she whimpers and whines.

"Fine," you tell her. "But, only if you beg. Loud enough that my parents can hear it, downstairs, over their own lovemaking."

She screams the very moment you finish your sentence, creating a ringing in your ears as she does. "Let me come, goshujinsama, let your bitch come, let your fucktoy come! Goshujinsama! Please! I'm just a fucking personal onahole for your godly cock, let it wreck my fucking body with orgasm after orgasm!"

"Go ahead," you tell her, slapping her clit as you say the words, and immediately she comes, clenching down on your whole dick. You're pretty much entirely buried inside her by that point, and her eyes roll up, her whole body twitching in ecstasy, flopping about on the bed like a fish out of water, back arching and falling again and again, making quite the noise.

One orgasm is by no means enough for you, though. Now that the floodgates have opened up, you're going to fuck her properly. You keep your hand around her throat, intermittently choking as you fuck her like the bitch she is. She just drools and sputters in pleasure, each passing moment seeming to drive her to greater and greater heights of ecstasy. She comes, over and over, saliva running down her cheeks as her head thrashes this way and that. You're barely even fucking her, just going it slow and occasionally smacking her clit or tits as you choke her, but she's loving every last second of it, eyes going hazy and rolling up the longer things go on.

You let your senses expand as the long metronome of fucking Julia goes on and on. While she continues to gurgle and choke in pleasure, tears streaming down her cheeks as she takes your cock, occasionally offering some verbal praise for you, your cock, or your domination of her, your focus goes elsewhere, comparing yourself to Alexandra. It's hard to quite narrow it down, but you do eventually manage to pick out some of Chanelle's words - and it's only Chanelle speaking, Alexandra being occupied with noisily licking and slurping. Rather than being disgusted at your parents fucking, it's turning you on even more.

"I'm sorry, I don't know why, I'm just so horny." Alexandra hums something that might be 'I like it,' and you keep gently fucking away at Julia. "Ahh, you're so good, Alexandra, keep going, I love it," she breathes out, and you imagine her fingers raking along Alexandra's scalp, her legs locking on either side of her head, as a moan escapes her throat and she comes.

You pace yourself, taking your time. Julia comes probably three or four times as frequently to your cock as Chanelle comes to Alexandra's pussy-licking, so that's pretty fucking hot first off. An experienced woman, quite accustomed to her wife, can't even approach your pace with your new bitch. But eventually, it becomes clear that Alexandra is running out of energy, and you can hear her apologize to Chanelle for not managing to completely satisfy her.

It makes you feel a little bad. Only a little, though. Especially since you're still going at Julia's needy cunt, two hours in.

You hear Chanelle's soft footsteps maybe ten, fifteen minutes later, gingerly coming up the stairs. You twist Julia around as you hear her coming, positioning her on her side so that her body's on full display if she opens your door, looping her leg over your shoulder, gripping her by the thigh rather than the throat. Julia's completely fucking out of it by this point, just drooling on the bed, only occasionally muttering words like "goshujinsama" and "onahole," completely devoid of any context.

Contrary to your expectations, Chanelle doesn't barge in and open the door, getting an eyeful of your masochistic girlfriend's nude body purely by accident - no, instead she just squeaks the door open the tiniest bit, trusting the wet noises of your frantic fucking, as well as the wet gurgles of your frantic slut, to cover her actions. It doesn't work, not with your enhanced senses, and you listen patiently as she watches what's going on.

You can hear her breath halt for a moment, her whole body going still as she sees your dick thrusting in and out of Julia's tight sex. You can hear the faint noise of her biting her lower lip - and then the soft noise as her fingers slide down her clothes towards her sex. The wet plunge of two fingers into her cunt.

You up your pace, hearing that, wanting to give Chanelle quite the show. Julia's tits bounce freely as your brainless fucktoy takes your cock over and over, each thrust easy, as her body's become completely accustomed to your fat dick's use. Your fingers dig into the supple flesh, and your pace accelerates, faster and faster with each passing moment, grunting and panting as you use her. You don't know if she's aware Chanelle's watching or not, but she does manage to come once, twice, thrice, four times, a fifth, a sixth... and finally a seventh time before you hear the pitiful, strangled little moan that your mother makes as she comes herself.

You unload inside Julia at that point, the intense eroticism of being watched by your own mother, normally so prim and proper, until she comes to the view, driving you over the edge. For a moment, you relax, letting out a long, easy breath, rolling your shoulders... then you decide what to do next.

You're horny. Your bitch is plenty well-used, just drooling and, at best, gibbering, on the bed, having completely lost it. Even now that you've stopped fucking, pulling slowly out of Julia in a long, wet movement, you can hear Chanelle still playing with herself, fingers plunging deep inside her needy cunt. A cunt you now desperately want to fill, knowing that she's at least willing to try it.

You turn her way, and she doesn't pull away, even when you lock eyes, that's how horny she is. Fuck. You're horny too.

* * *

Chanelle didn't know what had come over her. She was married to Alexandra, yet she was staring her own son right in the eyes as he approached her, each step making that massive cock of his bounce from side to side. Her throat bobbed as she stared at him, and he gingerly opened the door, bringing them face to face, any illusion that he wasn't aware of her presence long gone. She should pull away, go back to bed, ignore the painful longing in between her thighs. She'd made Alexandra eat her out for two full hours, and she still wasn't satisfied? What was the matter with her?

"If you want it, I can give it to you like Julia got it. I've been fucking her since you two went to bed together," he explained. He said it with an almost casual indifference, his words so soft and silky smooth. Her cunt was on fire. She absently realized she was still fingering herself. Her mouth opened, no words coming out; he took her wrist, gently guiding her over to the bed, laying her down. She had gotten dressed after Alexandra, not planning to wander up to Brighton's room and see him fucking his girlfriend stupid. He soon corrected that, unbuttoning her blouse and casting it aside, pulling off her bra and kissing the tops of her breasts, while his massive cock teased at her belly.

She wasn't a gold star lesbian or anything. If you made her identify as something, it would have been bisexual. Still, she'd never seen a cock like this, even back when she was just a teenage girl, looking up porn on the internet. The smear of his precum against her bare skin sent a shiver up her spine, her lips opening and closing. She hadn't said a word to him, she realized, as he pulled down her skirt and panties, his cock soon teasing at her wet sex. "Please, b-be gentle," she breathed out, the only thing she could manage to say in the moment. She wasn't a masochist like his girlfriend - she liked to be pampered, if anything, and Alexandra loved to pamper.

She ducked her head at the thought of Alexandra. Wasn't this a betrayal of her? Brighton just leaned down, cupping her cheek, drawing her into a gentle, sweet, loving kiss, as his massive cock began to slowly but surely slide its way inside her.

Brighton's other hand went for her hip, holding her in place as he slid ever deeper inside her. It was gargantuan. Chanelle was no virgin, but it felt like she was all over again, with that cock worming its way inside of her. And there was no way to describe it but worming - she was so tight that he had to wiggle his hips with every progressive inch, his grunts filling her mouth as he kept up the kiss.

She was being fucked by her own son. Her cheeks burned with humiliation, but the arousal didn't abate in the least for the current, ridiculous, situation. His tongue slithered into her mouth, playing with her gums, and her toes curled in pleasure as he did so. He was only a few inches inside her, and she could already feel herself getting close, squeezing her eyes shut in embarrassment. If she did that, she could almost imagine it was Alex atop her, not Brighton. A warm strap-on, not her son's monstrous cock. Her fingers dug into the sheets beneath her, and she tried to ignore the labored breathing from Brighton's girlfriend on her opposite side.

He let go of her cheek, breaking off the kiss. His fingers gently slid through her hair, soft and caressing. It was loving, even. He was her son, after all - that thought made her squirm, his cock probably only half inside her, but now as deep as any dick she'd ever had had been. His teeth nibbled at her earlobe for a moment, his hand sliding up from her hip to her breast, gently caressing the soft flesh. Fingers teased at her nipple; then started to pinch, making her squirm as he just softly tugged on them. She was inert beneath him, besides the squirming. Even with Alexandra, she knew she was a selfish lover - she was just lucky that Alexandra loved pampering - but with Brighton, she was being a dead fish.

He didn't seem to mind, though, continuing to grind his cock ever deeper inside her. It felt ridiculously huge inside her, a comically large dick that was the kind of thing you only read about in porn, not something real that could really be placed inside her needy cunt. But it did quench her lust, if only for a moment, turning it from a raging inferno down to a soft and pleasant burn.

She came before he even got all the way inside her, her body locking up, a desperate pant escaping her chest and seeming to burn on the way out. He kissed her neck, her lips, as she came beneath him, strangling her moan in her throat. She didn't want to let Alexandra hear her. She didn't want Alexandra to know that she was betraying her.

"You feel amazing, Ellie," he told her, using the same pet name that Alexandra did, rather than just calling her Chanelle or mother. "Don't worry," he whispered down to her, his cock twitching inside her as he spoke, "I'll seduce Alex too. Then you'll both be mine, alright?" His fingers dug into her ass cheek as he finished the sentence, and she twitched beneath him, her cunt clamping down. She opened her eyes at last, seeing his lustful gaze as he loomed over her, her eyes soon running down to the space between his thighs.

There were still a couple inches of his cock outside of her. She let out a faint whimper. He'd made her come on less than a single stroke. He just smiled and kissed her. Alexandra would probably have teased her at this point, but he was only reassuring and sweet. "Don't worry, there's plenty more where that came from," he told her, before kissing her on the lips once more, his tongue slithering deep inside her mouth as she simply succumbed to him, as she felt him dig out the last couple inches inside her, as he made her cheat on her wife for the first time in over sixteen years of marriage.

He took his time with her. He'd been rough and frantic with his girlfriend, but with her, he was as soft and sweet as she requested. His fingers would trail through her hair, occasionally teasing at her braid as he fucked into her. His lips kissed her cheeks, her lips, the top of her nose, her eyelids when she'd close them, her chin, her jaw, her ears, her collar bone, her sternum, and of course, her breasts. Soft sweet kisses rained down across the bare flesh, giving her goosebumps as he just kep going, his endurance seemingly endless as he thrust into her, again and again.

The noise wasn't wet, wasn't frantic. It was almost silent, like the press of two arms together; except when he'd pull out, and there would be a pop as air pressure normalized. Each pop made her cunt quiver with the strange sensation.

She came, of course. Came over and over. Faster than she ever did with Alexandra, she thought, to her shame. Alexandra only had a mouth and fingers - Brighton had this monster, and he was clearly very attentive and talented as a love. Every touch she enjoyed came again and again, random variations occurring here and there to keep her unsure. Every one that she didn't like, came only the once, as if he was committing them all to memory. It made her squirm with pleasure, her fingers digging into the bed again, her whole body twitching.

How long was it going to go on? Could she even take how much he had to give? He'd been fucking his girlfriend stupid for two hours straight. She just closed her eyes and enjoyed herself, let the minutes transform into hours, let the heat between her thighs guide her thoughts, forgot about Alexandra and just let him take her.

* * *

You can see her arousal running down, the hot pants becoming less frequent, the glow to her cheeks reducing in intensity as your magic slowly dwindles. It's probably been around four hours since you used your powers on her, so that's pretty clearly around how long it lasts. Your cock twitches, and you just let go, spraying the load you've been holding back for two hours right inside her cunt. As you groan, biting your own lip, you can't help but think that she could get pregnant from this, the thought arousing you ever further, fingers clawing at the bed beneath you.

When you're completely spent, you pull out, letting Chanelle lie there, panting. There is still a flush to her skin, and by now she's shiny with sweat. Some of your cum slowly trickles out of her, her mouth opening and closing as if she was trying to form a word but couldn't quite think of what to say. Julia's more cognizant of what's going on, seeming almost to want a second go around. She can wait on that, though.

You crack open the window. "I'm going to go do some quick intelligence gathering," you tell Julia. "Back in a bit." You take the form of a raven, flying off into the night sky, and let your perceptions expand. The faintest pinpricks of light from the living bodies of humans are blotted out by the thick, mechanical flare of street light after street light, the solemn night broken up to glow in the darkness.

You also notice, as you float around, no less than five ephemeral glows - you can't think of a better way to define it than that. It surrounds and encapsulates whole areas, drawing together towards a central point that's brighter than the rest of the glow, but always emanating through it.

Three have similar glows, a quiet, luminous red like a setting sun - one finds its center in Lincoln Park, another in Castro and Twin Peaks, and a third in Chinatown. One's glow is almost billowing, like a thick smog, a dark and grimy purple that seems to twist and gather. The last, far in the southwest of the city, is a vivid and playful blue, fainter than the rest but still there.

Given that Julia's home is rather close to the purple smog - close enough that some wisps of it get to her neighborhood - you'll first investigate there. After you return home to get dressed properly, of course.

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