This time it was Hoglah who was shocked and cast the doors open. “MOTHER!?” Hoglah gasped! Toby struggled to even understand the supernatural flesh buffet he was looking at before Hoglah blew a puff of purple cigar smoke over his head that covered his eyes and filled his ears, she then scooped him into a cradling position so he didn’t wander off scared at suddenly going blind and deaf. Abused and malnourished as he was, not to mention tired from the sudden twists and turns of his life and situation coupled to a warm, meaty, safe embrace and having just learned to skate on magical snot bubbles was too much. He drifted off to sleep almost immediately. Hoglah was thankful as she laid him down on a blanket draped over a haybale that she wouldn’t have to explain the sexual circus his sister's were now engaged in with her Mommy...or the embarrassment of being so aroused by it around Toby. She could drug him to keep him asleep so he did not see anything further unsavory, but she’d already done too much of that today for her taste...and this was the world she was making. Children would see sex and love, but those that tried to engage them with such would be taken away and killed immediately. It would be an inversion of God’s world, love would be openly practiced and violence would be hidden shame. She’d already set the wheel in motion now, no sense hiding it now.
Turning her attention to the alluring, slapping, moaning ball of intercourse, it appeared her mother had recovered from her previously cum bloated form…and then some. Claire had transformed significantly. She no longer even moved like a human being, but the most extreme contortionist dedicated so wholly to the act it had become their subconscious mode of locomotion. Her frame had returned to a near skeletal state, but no longer did she look sickly, instead she was filled with powerful snake-like muscle. Her neck, arms, legs and midsection had significantly elongated to the point that she could never be mistaken for human again. Her hands, feet, chest and hips at thighs were even greater sizes than previously but most of all her vagina was incredibly altered. The hole was now a hill with an angry, glowing purple green iridescent clit and lips. It looked like a black oil spill of a cunt. Her nipples and lips were similarly textured. Her skin had lost all sag or wrinkle along with it’s sickly gangreen color. She now sported a pure, fresh white alabaster skin. She looked as if she’d been made of seashells. The contours of her body had a light iridescent sheen. She had pure, flowing black hair now, but retained the streak she used for scrying.
Overall it gave her a ghostly appearance as she emitted a radiance like a full moon or as if she’s been captured on old film stock. Hoglah also noticed her eyes were closed and she seemed to refuse to open them, which was an incredible feat as her top half lay on it’s back taking all three feet of Connie’s gigantic horse cock to the hilt in her mouth, which was visibly traveling inside her with each thrust and the balls slapped her face at a steady rhythm. Hoglah would have been trying to get an eyeful between slaps as would every horny slut in such a position so she felt something must be wrong with her eyes. Her enormous black taloned hands were whacking off Connie’s spectral knight who had formed a green, slimy, smoky, ectoplasmic cock that protruded from a mist formed in its pelvis and was ejaculating all over her breasts which were returning fire as hot streams of milk shot all over the floating skeleton.
Her waist had twisted a full one hundred and eighty degrees and had her behind up with her knees to allow full access to her nether worldly nethers. Karen hammered her constricting pucker while her Knight sheathed his spectral sword in Claire’s sopping stone. Hoglah’s own cock jumped immediately to attention. She noticed she could no longer distinguish Claire from being her real mother in her thoughts. She assumed it was due to her own mother’s spirit signing off on her as Hoglah’s parent.
Watching the pounding, aggressive sex Hoglah own cock stiffed, Claire turned and noticed her, she took one hand off the cock she was massaging, but her hands were so elongated now that just her fingers could wrap fully around the massive cock. “It’s time Hoglah, have a drink and let momma help you put some meat on your bones!” She hefted a massive breast topped with a pitch black nipple that leaked a syrup-toffee textured white cream to drooled out of the painfully swollen breast.
