To Live Forever More

"It's a little hard to explain, your mother and I have had an odd relationship over the years. I heard about your father's death and, well, I didn't want to cause a stir at the funeral so I waited a while before checking up on you two," Gretchen wore a very sincere expression upon her face.

Lacey was not so trusting of the woman, but in no way felt threatened by her.

"I... Um, I don't know what to say," a fake laugh escaped her. "I guess you can come in and wait for her if you'd like,"

"Oh, wonderful," Gretchen happily accepted the invitation. "You ARE gorgeous, aren't you?" she flattered her grandchild/great grandchild.

"Thank you," Lacey smiled uncomfortably. She led the old woman to the sitting room and they both sat upon the sofa together, both aware of an oncoming awkward situation. "So, uh, why don't you and mom talk?"

"Ah, well. I guess that's up to her to tell if she wants. I'm not here to interfere, I just wanted to make sure you two were okay."

"Uh, we're okay, I guess..."Lacey bit her lower lip.

"Oh, you poor thing," Gretchen moved closer to the girl and put her hand to the soft and pretty face. "It must be awful to lose your father."

"Yeah," Lacey shifted her gaze away.

"Well I promise you, grandma is going to fix everything when your mother gets

home."

Meanwhile, as this conversation had been taking place, Farrah had joined a speed dating service. It was the best thing she could think of in her altered state of mind, the memories haunting her all the time and the ache in her stomach acting together to destroy her. Animal instinct was slowly taking her over, and she needed to try and stay focused.

"So, tomorrow night then?" a man named Alec asked her.

"Yes, if you're sure you can't make it out tonight," Farrah hinted.

"I really wish I could," he really did wish he could, "but I've gotta fly out to a meeting tonight."

"Ah, I understand," this was the only man she had seen any potential in, and she was sure she couldn't wait another day. The plan had been sunk once more. Perhaps... perhaps one more night with her daughter would help though. She could explain everything to her, ad maybe... just maybe, Lacey would join her in practicing the spell herself. Together they could attain eternal life! And also, she could gain some relief until morning when Gretchen arrived.

It was quite possibly the worst plan ever, but she knew that she needed to talk to Lacey eventually, and now would probably be the best time. And she would probably believe everything she had to say, given the effects of the spell already working on the girl's system.

Farrah and Alex parted as strangers, and she was on her way home for the night. A failure once more.

Chapter 8

"Hi," Lacey greeted her mother shyly when Farrah walked through the door.

"H..." Farrah could see Gretchen lurking up behind her daughter. "What is she doing here?"

"I was able to make it faster than I had planned," Gretchen spoke.

"How come you never told me about her?" Lacey now realized that what the old woman had been saying was the truth.

"I..." Farrah looked back and forth between them. "I'm exhausted, and I need some time to think," she walked off towards the living room.

Gretchen spoke into her granddaughter's ear quietly, "Give me a moment with her, would you please?"

Lacey complied by running up to her room and Gretchen crept into Farrah's view eerily.

"I need relief," Farrah admitted sheepishly.

"I know, but I came up with an idea."

Farrah's eyes lit up, "You reread the book? What does it say?"

"Absolutely nothing," Gretchen admitted. "But I think that I can figure out what to do if given the time."

"I don't have time, mother!" Farrah cried. "I need help! I need you to relieve me before I go insane!"

"I can't do that, sweetie," Gretchen said coldly.

"You have to!"

"No, Farrah. I need to watch you with your daughter. It is the only way I'll be able to figure out how any of this makes sense."

"What?!" Farrah could not believe what she was hearing. She was too angry and horny to fight with her now, and talking with her daughter now would only lead to something that was unneeded now that Gretchen was here. If only she weren't so damn stubborn. "You're unbelievable!"

"Farrah, you need to listen to me!"

"Nevermind! I'll do it on my own!" Farrah stormed off in a fluster. There was no use in trying to compromise with this woman, for she must have gone awry in her old age.

Gretchen, however, was not going to give up so easily. She knew more than anyone the power that the spell had over people, and she would use it however she saw necessary. Quietly walking up the stairs, she headed to Lacey's room where she sat upon her bed waiting anxiously to get some information.

"Hello, my dear."

"Is my mom ready to talk to me yet?"

"Yes, she's just going to need a little push. I feel a little unwelcome at the moment, so I am going to a motel for the night. But you should go and set things right with her. She needs you in this time of pain."

"Alright... it was nice meeting you. And... sorry I thought you were, y'know, dead,"

"Ahahaha," Gretchen laughed. "Don't worry about it. The pleasure was all mine, darling," and with those words, Gretchen slipped out of sight and down the stairs, awaiting the coming events as she listened for Lacey's bedroom exit. It came only moments later, a slender form in the dark moving swiftly across the hall towards Farrah's room.

Farrah's door opened a small crack, and Lacey could hear some ruffling beneath the covers upon the bed where her mother lay in the pitch black darkness. Soft moans of frustration escaped the older woman's lips as she fucked her fingers in and out of her body, but to the girl it seemed as though she had been crying by her lonesome.

Lacey moved closer, understanding now that she needed to be there for her mother again, only this time they would have an honest conversation. She sat upon the bed and startled her mom, leaning forward and hugging her in an attempt to bring comfort to her.

"Lacey!" Farrah's finger's stopped as she realized what was going on.

"It's okay, mom. I'm here,"

"No, you... you need to go!" her fingers delved further into herself again, unable to control the urges she had unleashed.

"No," Lacey hugged the woman more firmly. "You need me and I want to help you,"

"Lacey, I... Oh, my godddd!" Farrah began fucking herself faster again.

"Mom? What are you doing?" she pulled the covers away. At first, the darkness hid all from her, but then her eyes adapted to the beaming skin of her mother's naked form and the dirty act she had been performing on herself. "I'm sorry, I..."

"Lacey!" Farrah grabbed the girl's hand and stuck it inside her vagina, no longer able to fight her need for human contact. It had all happened so suddenly that Lacey did not have time to react, and she simply allowed her mother to use her hand as she willed.

"Mom! What are you...?"

"Help me, Lacey! I need to cum! I need it so bad!" there was an urgency in her voice, as though she were about to be killed by an intruder. The girl had no clue what was happening, but she now had a goal set for her and it became quite evident that she could not avoid trying for it. She bent her fingers slightly as they fucked in and out of her mother's vaginal passage, exploring the forbidden territory that had birthed her so many years ago.

"Oh, wow," Lacey whispered as her mother grabbed her face to bring in for a passionate kiss. "Mmmm," she moaned innocently.

"Oh," Farrah broke the kiss. "Baby, make mommy cum!"

Their breathing had been in full rapidity now, and Lacey slid her way down the woman's gorgeous mature body down to her pleasure hole where she instantly clamped her thirsty mouth upon a new set of lips. "Mm,"

"Ohhh!" Farrah's went into a rage with the contact.

It was then that the lights suddenly came up, illuminating the room completely. Farrah could see Gretchen standing at the door smiling as she watched them, but there was nothing that could be done about that right now.

Farrah's hands pushed at the girl's head, urging her to push her cute little tongue as far as it would go inside of her. Lacey complied , sliding her teeth upn and down the clitoris steadily as she did so.

"Oh my godddddd! I'm cumming, baby! Mommy's cummmmmingggg!" Farrah rocked back and forth twice then strained in place as she screamed in ecstasy. A small amount of liquid flowed through her passageway and into the girl's feasting mouth. She swallowed everything she could get with tiny moans of pleasure.

"Beautiful," Gretchen smiled to herself from the doorway.

Farrah slowly started to calm down now, breathing heavily but at a much calmer pace. She grabbed the girl's face and brought it up for another kiss of undying love for one another.

Lacey broke it almost immediately, "Mommy," she gave the biggest puppy dog eyes she knew how.

"Oh, the poor sweet child needs her mother to make her cum now," Gretchen mocked as she moved to the bedside. "Mommy mustn't ignore baby's needs,"

Farrah was snapping back to reality once more, but she could not stand to see Lacey in so much pain. Whether it was right or wrong, she needed to fix her daughter up as soon as she could.

"Lay down, sweetie."

Lacey wasted no time, falling backwards on the bed and pulling at her own pants anxiously.

"That's it, baby," Gretchen watched happily. "Mommy will take such good care of her baby. After you were such a good girl, you should be rewarded."

"Shut up," Farrah warned in annoyance. The girl's tiny opening was so beautiful, much better from this angle than from the other night. She leaned in slowly, watching her daughter's suffering in disgust, and touched the tip of her tongue to the pussylips of her young.

"Ungh!!!!" Lacey went crazy in an instant, forcing Farrah to hold he girl's legs in place.

"Stay still, honey," Farrah again licked softly, pushing her tongue up and down, and finally, sliding it pleasurably inside the little hole.

"Ah! Ah! Ahh!" Lacey squealed uncontrollably. "I can't! I cannnn't!" she cried, unable to take the amount of pleasure she was being given.

Farrah's mouth now clamped upon the organ in its entirety, unleashing her gathered saliva into her daughter's own mixture and massaging every crevice that she could. Lacey squirmed more and more, but could not escape her mother's firm grasp on her body.

"Ohohoho," Gretchen laughed. "Careful not to give the poor thing a heart attack, Farrah dear."

"Mommmyyyyy!" Lacey tensed up completely and unleashed torrents of gushing fluids with almost no warning. Flooding Farrah's mouth to the point of choking, and then spraying into the air.

"Oh, my," Gretchen's interest rose to a peak.

"Ah!!!! Ung!!!!!! Ahhhhh!" Lacey's wails were in sync with her squirts of love juice. Farrah found herself sticking her tongue back in the hole, slowing the waves and catching some down her throat.

"Oh, so beautiful!" Gretchen bent down to kiss the girl on the mouth as her orgasm slowly began to calm.

"Uhnh," Lacey felt as though her entire being had been violated by this display of energy, embarrassed and afraid.

"Sleep now," Gretchen beckoned them. The spell had finally taken them, and they were completely under its power.

Their energy depleted, they both began to black out in exhaustion.

"Now I see what needs to be done," Gretchen declared to herself.

Chapter 9

Lacey and her mother awoke in a new room. A large room that they had never seen before, but bare except for the beds they were tied to, side by side, naked as the days they were born. Gretchen stood before them smiling.

"Ah, you're awake now," Gretchen announced as Lacey finally came to.

"Stop it, Gretchen!" Farrah yelled.

"Okay, I will let you tell the grand story, dear." Gretchen offered.

Sleepily, Lacey blinked in attempt to wake herself. She looked over to the bed beside her to where her mother was tied, hands and feet.

"Mom? What is going on?"

Farrah looked angrily at Gretchen, the bitch was smiling as usual. "Lacey, I hoped you wouldn't have to find out, I... your grandmother and I used to read a book of black magic. A powerful spell promised eternal life if it was to be conducted right, but at a high cost."

"To suck the life from the one you love the most," Gretchen stated flatly. " Which is exactly what she did to her own son many years before you came about."

Lacey didn't know if she was still dreaming or not, but the story didn't seem to make very much sense. "How does this involve me?"

"She loves you, you idiot!" Gretchen's patience was at its peak. She had not gotten much sleep in hastily preparing this setup.

"Lacey, I never meant for this to happen! I never even knew it could! And I promise I would never hurt you on purpose, I just..." Farrah began to cry again.

"And now comes the act of love," Gretchen finished.

"Who ARE you!?!" Lacey yelled in hatred.

"I haven't lied to you, my dear. And I shan't start now," Gretchen reached by her feet to a black bag and pulled out an oddly shaped tube. "I have figured out how this works. I watched you two going at it, and I realized instantly that Lacey released a thick substance resembling that of the 'life force' sperm of my past lovers. One could assume that there are ways in which to accomplish the ultimate goal, and Farrah can go on to her final phase of achieving eternal life!"

"You're sick!" Farrah said in disgust.

"Oh, am I? You lost your husband right before it was time for him to die, but you were prepping for his death for a long time. That was your mistake, you planned too well. All along, it wouldn't even have mattered if he had still been living, for the one you love the most is right here."

Lacey looked at her mother, recognizing, to her horror, an expression of realization looking back at her. It was all true.

"No," Lacey whispered to herself.

"You're awful," Farrah fought back.

"Oh, quit the crap, Farrah. You're really just as terrible as I am, probably even worse. I'll prove it to you. When it was you and Paul, I gave you no choice, I forced you into it. Now I will give you the choice to save your daughter's life. I am going to untie you and you only. What you do from there is up to you. But know this, there is no way you will find someone you love more than that girl right there, and therefore, your urges will become worse and worse until you take her anyway. Not as a loving mother, but as a beast of instinct and nothing more."

Farrah and Lacey's hearts stopped at this, and Gretchen wasted no time in cutting Farrah free. There was no way out of it, not that they could see.

"Mommy, please untie me!" there had to be another way, Lacey held on to hope. The spell had taken her, but not enough to take away her want of life, yet.

"There you go," Gretchen moved aside.

Farrah stepped closer to Lacey's bed. Maybe this was it, maybe she would have to kill herself and end the curse to save her daughter's life.

"Don't worry, sweetie, I'm going to untie you. We'll figure something out, I promise."

Lacey was happy at this.

Farrah reached the bed and grasped with weak hands at the ropes at her daughter's wrist. "They're so tight,"

"Try, mom, pull!"

Farrah's mind began to spin, she was too weak. She needed it all to end.

"A knife, I need a knife," she spoke. It was not to untie the girl, but to kill herself with and end all the suffering. "Just one kiss, one last," the thought had worked its way at her. She grabbed her daughter's face and touched their lips together.

Lacey turned away, "Mom!?"

"One more!" Farrah forcefully grabbed her again and kissed her unrestrainedly.

Chapter 10

"Hahaha," Gretchen laughed as she watched.

"Stop!" Lacey turned her head from side to side in attempt to work away from her mother.

"Just...one," Farrah's voice was hushed with a hint of lust.

"I suppose you're just too beautiful to her," the old woman smiled from her place across the room.

"No," Lacey's whimpering was panicked, but Gretchen could tell that it would not be long until she would give in as her mother had.

"Baby," Farrah's whispers were desperate now, her hands now searched all over her daughter's squirming body. So soft, so warm upon her smooth skin.

"Uh!" A soft moan escaped Lacey's lips as her shifting calmed slowly down and her mother once again put her hands upon her face tenderly. "The...the knife,"

"I can't, child..." Farrah whined as tears began to form in the corners of her eyes. "I need you..."

Their hungry mouths mashed together in a lock of passion and love for one another, their tongues were in full assault as their saliva swirled into a most beautiful concoction. Farrah's blissful touch upon the girl's face sent electrical currents through her tiny form and her pelvis lifted slightly from the bed. Farrah wasted no time in moving forward as she released their lock and kissed her way sloppily down Lacey's body. The girl trembled in anticipation, her fears biting at her wits but the spell's enchantment was just too strong to overcome, even in the final moments of life.

Farrah buried her face in her daughter's vagina, the thick solution was already seeping from her twitching hole.

"Ohhhh!" Lacey cried out, her fear getting the best of her voice's power, but nothing else. Her mother sucked and licked angrily, her tongue beckoning her clit to call upon more juices from the inner layer.

Farrah now positioned her body in front of her daughter's without even thinking about what sins she would soon commit.

"Nuh!" A moan of panic swept through the poor girl, there was no escaping her doom now. "Mom..."

"Shh, baby," Farrah placed their soft, naked holes firmly against one another, sending shudders through the both of them. "Ahh!"

"Unh! Unnh!" Mommy!"

"Oh, sweetheart!"

Farrah began to fuck her daughter, a medium pace between passion and lust. Lacey felt so wonderful, her fears quickly dissipating into nothingness.

"Mommy..." she whimpered shyly.

"Oh, honey," Farrah kissed her mouth tenderly, the girl could do nothing to resist as she was completely under the control of the woman. "My beautiful baby! Mommy needs your cum so badly, I just can't take it!"

Lacey began to gyrate her hips to meet the thrusts more welcomingly.

"I... I love you," Lacey shut her eyes tightly and relished in the passion.

"I love you too, Lacey, I doooo!" Farrah was unable to slow nor quicken her pace, lost in something she could not understand. She just humped and humped, feeling the electric pleasure course through their veins at once. She grabbed her face again and kissed her passionately.

Watching as Lacey finally seemed to give in to her lust, Gretchen got hold of her knife and began to cut the girl's ties loose. But she did not run, no. She did not attempt to get away. It was up to her mother to save her, for she was too weak to escape her loving strokes. Her arms came up and latched around her mother, caressed her head and neck, then moved down to her hard working bottom.

"Oh, my precious," Farrah cradled Lacey's head at her chest and the girl's mouth immediately suckled onto one of her nipples. "Uh, unghhhh!" she groaned. "Suck mommy, baby. Drink her milk," she willed herself into lactation and the girl started to feed in blissful agony.

"Never have I witnessed such a love," Gretchen stated devilishly in awe.

"Uhhhoohhhhhh!" Lacey let out a moan as Farrah moved harder into her. "Mommy! Le...let...let me cum!"

"I will, precious! I need you to come in mommy!" Their eyes met in an inescapable gaze.

Lacey squealed as her body started to squirm again.

"Yesss," Farrah watched her eyes intently.

"Uh, uh, UH!! Aaaahhh!!!" Lacey quivered viciously, her orgasm had begun.