Diana's Lyre

Her breasts were fuller, her ass was toned, her greying hair was now lush and full blonde. All creases and cracks were nonexistent to the point where she could get away with saying that she and her daughter were sisters.

*Ayrah

She woke up one morning, still sex-crazed and half thinking of inviting one of the neighbors over just to fuck her, she was getting so desperate. The search history on her computer quickly became dominated with erotica sights and porn-videos, something that she would have thought more likely of her brother or her father, since jerking off was more of a boy thing.

Well, that was certainly a joke now. She was now masturbating just to relax during the day, but this time was different. When she knew, only in the back of her mind when she checked the calendar as her hand rubbed her clit, she had missed her period somehow. This would have been fine if it wasn't for the fact that, when she instinctively looked in the mirror, there was a sizable bulge on her belly where everything else was, she checked, perfectly toned and shaped. Panic started to fill her instantly at the thought of being pregnant that she almost screamed when a knock came at the door.

Her mother's voice called through, "Hey Ayrah, do you want to go somewhere." Her voice seemed strange, like it was labored or stressed, and she quickly remembered that night when her mother returned, absent minded and with a hole in her shorts. Maybe she's going through the same thing?

"Yeah-mmph! I'll be right out!" With great struggle, Ayrah managed to keep herself from squealing as her body flew into another orgasm only barely. She seized the opportunity now to dress herself in a loose shirt to hide her bump, some khaki shorts, and throw her purse over her shoulder before walking out. When she opened the door, her eyes came upon the sight of her mother leaning against the wall, breathing heavily with one hand on her now lush breast, and the other rubbing her clit under a thin mini-skirt. The sight turned Ayrah on instantly, and she had to bury her hands in her pockets to keep either of them from rubbing her sensitive spots.

"Mom!" She whispered, and Kyra came to her senses, gasping as she visually reached a climax before whispering back through panting breaths.

"We need to talk."

The two of them quickly gathered themselves and made their way out to Ayrah's car, not saying a word to anyone else as they slammed the front door.

*Kyra

Through panting and moaning, Ayrah rummaged through her back searching for her keys. She found them and unlocked the doors before scrambling in herself, fitting the key and turning the ignition. There was a brief moment of relaxation as her mother got into the passenger seat when the two realized what a mistake they had made.

The gentle vibration of the car was enough to devolve both women instantly into more moaning and rubbing their clit. It took only seconds for Kyra to start shoving her fingers in her hole, desperate to get herself off. She felt the familiar building tension, and pushed yet another finger inside her pussy while she rubbed her clit with the other hand.

"Agh!" She screamed, climaxing violently with her juices leaking all over the seat, but that was the least of her worries. Ayrah was still unable to reach an orgasm, and it sounded like, through her grunts and rapid rubbing of her clit, that she was nowhere near one. An idea occurred to Kyra, and she was at least glad that Ayrah had moved her jeans down to her thighs, so it would be easier for her to do what she needed to do.

*Ayrah

Her mother's orgasm was already done, but she hadn't even managed to build her heat enough to force herself into one. The arousal was starting to drive her insane, and she knew that, even after throwing herself into another climax, she would be up and ready for another within minutes. That is, until she felt Kyra's head push past her arms and grace her tongue over Ayrah's clit, making her squeal and grasp her mother's head instantly.

The feeling of someone licking her pussy was invigorating, and made her melt at the new pleasure. Her desperate want to reach an orgasm turned to a powerful need to hold it off. There was no need for this feeling to end!

Although that wasn't enough, she had already teased and played with herself for long enough, so when that tongue delved into her pussy, keeping off her climax was impossible.

"Arg, I'm cumming!" She shouted, and she did, bucking her hips against her mother's face while her body released wave after wave of orgasmic spasms.

Now at least mostly back to her senses, Ayrah looked around inside the car before turning on the air-conditioning. She wanted to filter out the smell of sex as quickly as possible before it, too, would work to build her arousal. Part of her was thankful that the windows were still rolled up, but she almost wished they weren't so that her father could come and help them.

Just as she thought of her father, the image flashed in her mind of her bending over, and feeling her dripping pussy being rammed against by his enormous cock. She tried to shake it off, but it was still there. Him grabbing her by the head and shoving his length to the hilt down her throat, her lying on her back and begging him to shoot in her again. She tried to bring herself back to reality by talking to her mother.

Pulling out of the driveway, she asked, "So where are we going, mom?"

"I don't know, just... mmph! Drive!" Kyra was clearly struggling with words, but that made sense. Ayrah just realized that her mother, of all people, was just licking and eating her off. That must have taken a lot from her, she thought vaguely as she drove in no direction she could figure.

There was silence while the two women fought off the urge to rub their still exposed cunts again. Neither had thought to pull their panties up, since they each knew that even that mild feeling against their sensitive spots.

*Kyra

"So..." Kyra said, desperate for any conversation to take her mind off of how good her daughter tasted, which was a difficult task, "Do you have a bump, too?" It was that morning that, exhausted as usual from masturbating, that she realized as she looked in the mirror that there was a slight bump on her belly. Having been pregnant before, it was horrifying to see something so familiar in spite of things.

Her daughter shifted in her seat uncomfortable, eliciting a small moan unintentionally, "Yes... What does it mean?" It wasn't difficult to tell by the edge to her voice that Ayrah feared the worst.

"I don't know... Wait, stop here." She said, and Ayrah did so without question. Why here? Kyra had said for her to stop out of impulse in what looked like an abandoned farmhouse's driveway, where they each waited wordlessly. A gentle breeze brushed at the tall grass, and the humming of the car increased their arousal again. It almost became unbearably hot in the car when, suddenly, Ayrah was gasping and shifting in her seat, but her arms were still pinned to her sides while she leaned her chair back.

Concern filled her for her daughter, and she thought frantically of what she could do for her. Maybe lick her off again, she thought hopefully. No, she shook her head, what is wrong with us?

Seconds later, Kyra's own body was overwhelmed by a feeling of pressure developing around her pelvis, forcing her to lean her chair back to and try to push back, struggling with the effort she didn't know where it had come from. Soon, the two women were gasping and retching as their bodies took control, forcing them each to try to expel something from their body.

All information about birth before deceived the mother, as this was horribly different. She felt as though this were an invader that had pushed itself into her body, and now she was defending herself by trying to get it out of her. The feeling of arousal was not diminished, but it was also coupled with a sense of desperate, defensive pushing as she wanted nothing more than to get this thing out of her, whatever it was.

*Ayrah

She screamed as she realized that something was leaving her body. She had no sight of it yet, as it had only gone an inch or so from her, but from the feeling she guessed that it was some kind of... worm? Maybe a snake? Whatever it was slithered out of her body and set her on fire as it touched her inner thigh, making her realize how horny she really was by making her orgasm violently.

Screams issued from her mouth, and whatever the thing she was giving birth to was seemed to notice, as it reared and pointed back at her. Her screams silenced instantly as she looked in horror at what it was. It had a pointed tip, and the length of it was a kind of dirt-brown. What really terrified the girl, though, was how she felt the thing get gradually thicker than its finger-thickness it had now as it slithered out of her body and up her abdomen. She stole a glance over at her mother, but it was no use, Kyra had just undergone an orgasm and wasn't emerging any time soon.

Her hands gripped the car seat helplessly as the thing slithered up and effortlessly cut its way through her loose shirt. When the shirt was torn, her mother let out a gentle sigh, and Ayrah looked over to see another thing slithering out of her body, too. Part of her wanted to reach her hands up and try to grab one of these things, but her body was absolutely numb with pure arousal, where every tough seemed to ignite fires in her.

*Kyra

She let out another sigh as the needle-like length graced her hardened nipple. In her mind, she struggled and orgasmed and screamed, but her body seemed to have finally lost connection with her brain when she looked at the thing peeling her clothes apart like an orange. Her attention was caught more earnestly, though, when the length had finished and was approaching her mouth, slithering between her clevage and eliciting a small moan.

Her mouth opening to sigh was just enough for the thing to plunge inside. There was an excruciating pain that smarted in seconds. It was as though the thing, rather than travelling down her throat, had turned upward and was burrowing into her skull.

Through the pain and maintained pleasure from orgasming, Kyra barely felt her mind being altered slowly. The only thing that was important in seconds was the feeling between her legs, and the pain ebbed away slowly into a remote corner of her mind, to vanish permanently along with everything else.

Soon, new thoughts were making their way into her head. This thing that was inside her, it was a blessing, and now she had to give it to the others. Images of the night this all began came back to her, with her being taken so wonderfully by the roots in the ground, being planted with its seed, but the plants could only go so far when breeding just off of humans. If one altered human reproduced with another, however, it would complete the cycle. The length in her head broke off from the base and burrowed in completely while the base slithered back into her womb.

A smile broke across her face as she fell asleep.

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Next time on weird, erotic reads: James watched as his wife walked seductively, her eyes white and blank in bewitchment, toward the monster that waited expectantly for her. Cry as he might, Melissa was powerless to listen.