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Maggie carefully restrained the desire that was roiling inside of her as she

listened to the sounds of the house with an increasing feel of frustration. The

denial of her lusts the night before had left her worked up, the flush of need was

growing low in her body and making it hard to think. She had to try and keep

her thoughts on her goals, instead of lingering on the things that she wanted to

do to her son in law. Her thoughts were moving, quickly twisting back and forth

with a lust that she could barely contain as she drew in a breath and made

herself relax in her arm chair while her grandson ate his breakfast. She wanted

to chase him out the door, but she tempered herself with caution. She was still

transforming, her body was not yet ready to stand up to multiple humans. She

would have to be careful and would strike when she felt confident she would be

able to turn the young man.

Matt had already locked himself in his den, saying that he had work to do with

his trains, which only made it harder for her to resist the urge to go and lock the

door behind her. She needed to be bred, it was a need that was made her feel

near wild, causing her to fidget as she went through the motions of cleaning. She

didn't know where she started and the troll ended, but the thoughts that twined

through her mind were a mixture of both. The desire to breed, to increase her

species, was a driving factor that made her watch Franklin as the boy kept

fidgeting and putting off leaving for the day. Even he looked appealing to her

eyes, making her lick her lips thoughtfully before she forced herself to go back to

the book she was pretending to read.

It had been several days since she'd tried to corner Matt and he was avoiding her

at all costs. In that time, the troll had begun to take over her feelings, her

thoughts, every part of her was being swallowed down into the darkness and

desire. She wanted to leave the house and hunt, but she knew it was too risky.

She had to hunt on her home ground and only then could she extend herself.

She needed time for the magic to strengthen inside of her and spread. She

needed time. And that was exactly what she didn't want to wait for. She wanted

it now.

The human body wasn't exactly comfortable feeling, but her magic was starting

to work at making it feel 'right'. The magic was roiling just beneath the surface,

stimulating her and making her breathe a little faster as she felt the flush of

desire growing. It was almost painfully pleasurable to experience, the rush of it

building as she let out a breath. She felt younger, far younger than she had in

years. Her mind was blurred with the memories of who she had been and who

she was now. And who she was, was hungry. The young male was too risky

just yet, she needed to have time to prepare herself before corrupting him, but

the older one, her son-in-law. She growled softly to herself and saw her

grandson jerk his eyes up and blink at her curiously, his brows pulled together in

a bit of a frown.

"You okay, Grandma?" He asked, his voice holding all that sweet concern that

was the opposite of what she wanted to hear.

"Just a little tired, I didn't sleep well last night." She confessed, which was true,

she had spent her trying to figure out how to unlock her son in law's door. "You

have school this morning, you really should be getting off."

And so should I. She thought crudely, and stifled the urge to smile wickedly as

her grandson stuffed a few more things in his bag.

"Yeah, I know, I'll be back later, though! Take care and I'll see you when I get

home!" The young teenager said and went so far as to bounce over and kiss her

on the cheek.

She allowed it, resisting the urge to caress him as he slipped away and bolted

towards the door and the outside world. She was done waiting, now was the

time for her to strike, and god did she need it. Her own fertility was at its peak,

achingly unfulfilled and she had every intention of fulfilling it and soon. She

stood up and smoothed her hand down her shirt, no use for this now.

~ ~ * ~ ~

Matt sat in his office and stared at his computer, struggling to keep his mind on

the spread sheets that he was trying to work on, knowing that it was useless. He

hadn't done any work in the last few days, his mind was on the memory of

Maggie's body against his own, his mind was trapped in what it meant to have

her pressed against him. His body was on fire, his mind enflamed with desire

that he couldn't dismiss. He felt as if he were going insane, thinking of his

mother in law that way. He didn't know what was happening, he just knew that

something was terribly wrong, and he couldn't stop it. He couldn't even talk to

his wife about it, he could only imagine what she would say if she knew about

what he'd nearly done!

"Matt?" Maggie's voice was a soft sultry tone, not quite erotic, but close enough

his pants tightened automatically. "Matt, don't be silly. We need to talk about

what happened." That part sounded a bit more like his mother-in-law.

"I'm working, Mags." He said after a moment, barely trusting his voice, but he

heard her knuckles rap lightly on the door.

"I won't take that long, we have to talk about what we did.... What we almost

did." Maggie's voice went a little soft, making him flinch, trying not to think

about just that. "You can't just avoid me for the rest of my time here."

She's right. He thought ruefully and let out a breath, drawing in a soft one and

letting it go. "Alright..." He trailed off a little bit, feeling slightly off center as he stood up

and went to the door. "I do have work though."

She stood in a frumpy shirt that she always wore on days she was doing house

cleaning, her jeans cut off at the knees from an older pair that she found

comfortable. It was the same mother in law that he'd always known, making her

look a little more relaxed as she smiled at him from beneath a tumble of her hair,

she seemed younger, more vibrant, but less like the seductress he had seen the

night before. This made him relax all the way, there was nothing to be afraid of

her, no reason to think they were going to do something unforgivable. Maybe

they'd both been tired and eager, maybe they hadn't been thinking about much

of anything. It had been a fluke.

~ ~ * ~ ~

God he is perfect. Maggie thought and the troll self-roiled with the need to claim

him, to strip him nude and take him inside of her. She drew in a steadying

breath, trying to look more normal.

"Listen, it was a mistake. I don't know why we're acting so silly." She said,

trying to keep her voice light. "But even Franklin is starting to see something is

wrong."

"It was...." Matt's eyes were having a hard time staying centered on her face,

making her want to preen in pleasure. "I... I don't know what we were thinking.

I'm sorry Maggie, but I love your daughter-"

"Obviously!" Maggie said, widening her eyes a little bit. "Can't we just move

on? I don't want Franklin running to your wife."

"He won't." Matt said flippantly, the handsome man dropped down onto the

couch with a little flush to his features.

He was handsome, so delightfully handsome and promising, she had gotten a

hint of just how well-endowed he really was and what it would feel like to have

him bare inside of her. She had thought of little else the last few days and that

wasn't changing at all, but she also needed to feel out just how her situation was

developing here. She couldn't risk being found out before she had finally settled

things and was able to have a few successful births to increase her numbers. She

would not be ensnared again. She refused to. She kept her eyes on the prize,

carefully restraining her urge to take the man, knowing her chance was coming if

she were only patient.

"I hope you're right, I would hate to think he got the wrong impression." She

murmured softly, lifting her eyes with a little pout on her lips. "I didn't mean to

make things uncomfortable."

"Oh he suspects something is up." Matt said as he lifted a hand to rub his

fingers through his short hair vigorously. "I heard him on the phone with his

girlfriend last night saying he thinks somethings odd between us."

"Odd? Odd how?" She asked, trying to keep the sharpness from her voice as

she leaned forward a little, taking in a breath, the warm scent of him arousing

her even from a distance.

He was in his normal t-shirt and jeans, tight jeans, ones that showed off the bulge

in them that made her want to slide a hand out to caress against him. His

breathing came out a little faster when she realized that as she leaned forward

her breasts were being teased by her shirt. Her nipples were hardening, only

someone who was watching her closely would have noticed that fact and oh how

he noticed. He seemed fixated on the sight of her as she subtly moved her arms

together, pushing her breasts up so that they were more on display while trying

not to appear like she was displaying herself for him. He was growing more

flushed by the moment, the heat rising to his ears, his eyes widening a little bit as

she shifted her weight.

"I don't know, perhaps he thinks we were fighting. He didn't really say all that

much." He stammered after a moment, jerking his eyes back up to her face. "He

knows we haven't been talking, is all. I suppose that makes him wonder what

happened."

He was breathing faster, she could see the pulse leaping against the line of his

throat, his heart was beating so fast that it was like a trapped humming bird

fluttering there. She flared her nostrils lightly, drawing in a breath and tasting

the air with a sweet shiver that ran down the line of her back. She took a step

forward, not so close as to crowd him, but close enough that she could almost see

the desire clinging to him.

"I'll have to have a word with him." She said softly. "But I didn't come here to

talk about him. I came here to talk with you."

"I should be getting back to work." Matt stammered, his eyes were growing

wider, following her movements as she came in closer, her hips swinging just a

little bit so that he was entranced by the movements.

"You have work to do, that's why I came here. You have such an important job."

She purred low in her throat and moved her hand out to slide right along the

curve of her chin.

She felt him shaking under her touch, but not in fear, his body was showing

every sign of white hot desire that was rushing to the surface. She teased her

fingers over the edges and curled upwards to brush right against the line of his

cheeks. His body was so incredibly warm and sweet, arching a little bit and then

pulling back with a flustered look. She was finally done waiting, it was time to

show him, to ensnare him, to use her magic to twist his mind into something that

would serve her. She let her illusion slide away, her changed body revealing

itself as she leaned down closer to him, letting out a breath. She began to taste

the sweetness of his desire and use her magic to fuel it, she needed him, she

needed him so badly...

~ ~ * ~ ~

Matt jumped up from the couch, nearly stumbling back to the chair as the

creature that was his mother in law. She was different, entirely different, her

features were sensual and strange, alien looking as long tapered ears peeped out

from the tumble of her hair. Gone were the wrinkles and aging of her face, they

were smoothed into vibrant youth as her pale amber eyes glittered as hungrily as

a wolf. Her nails formed claws, her body grew taller and more like a super

model with firm breasts that made her frumpy outfit into something wrong

looking when it was clinging to her elegant form. Her skin became strange, the

coloration deepening into a burnished bronze as her lips parted to show sharp

hooked teeth that glittered in the light.

The smile was inviting and heated, making him feel a shock of warmth that

twisted through his stomach and it became a seed of heat that made his body

react. His jeans became tighter feeling as she advanced on him, refusing to let

him back away from her, the amber eyes brightening as she moved her hands

down and lightly caught the edge of her shirt before pulling it upwards,

dragging it higher up to slide along the line of her shoulders, pulling up to the

point that he saw the ripe full breasts being exposed. He let out a guttural noise

from low in his throat as the bare breasts were exposed, the perked nipples

tightened and the flush of raw arousal only grew worse by the moment. He felt

light headed, his mind buzzing as the changed woman stalked forward with a

little bit of a swing of her hips.

"M-Maggie..." He stammered uncertainly, finding it hard to even speak as the

woman licked her lips with a long dark red tongue.

"Yes, and more." The creature answered. "Maggie is still here, but we share her

body. It has been so long since I have had a body I'm able to use properly. I was

trapped centuries ago in stone, but no longer. Now I'm able to finally exist

again, to be awake, to thrive."

"Wh-what are you.." He stammered as she dropped her shirt to one side, her

hands sliding up to run against the line of warm breasts, caressing them.

"The closest you have for me would be a troll." She murmured, the creature

sliding her hand up to brush her nipples, making them harden just a bit more.

"And I have need of you, great need. I need more of my kind, they need to

spread, I need to be kept safe."

Each word she spoke and he felt more light headed, he couldn't get his mind

wrapped around the fact he was looking something magical right in the ways.

Her hands traveled down along the curve of her stomach, fingers dancing along

her shorts before she unsnapped the tip. He knew he should have bolted, this

was wrong, he didn't know what had happen to his mother in law, but this was

terribly wrong. His lips parted open and he panted shallowly, feeling confused

and aroused all at once, his thoughts were slowing down as he watched the top

button be undone, spreading open to show a glimpse of her naked loins, the

arousal growing as he saw a glimpse of her mound before his eyes jerked up in

the air to look at her face instead.

"I need you, I need warriors, I need to be bred." With each word the pants were

loosened, slipping downwards along the line of the hips and fell down to pool at

her legs.

The glimpse of her pussy was glistening wetly with arousal, settled between the

sweep of the inner thighs and his cock twitched inside of his tight jeans. The line

of right and wrong was being blurred as she came closer, her hands sliding out

to catch his own shirt to ball it up, drawing it higher so that his stomach was

exposed. The rich arousal was making it impossible to think straight, his eyes

were unfocused as he arched his back up slightly and then slid a hand up to

brush her bare skin. He couldn't stop himself, he felt the slow caress of another

mind against his own. It was fueling the arousal, making his throat constrict as

she guided his hand up to her breast, feeling the swell of the mound against his

palm while his fingers flexed down with a squeeze

.

Her hand drifted to his pants, catching the line of them while his cock twitched

up again with a wild throb. He was so aroused it was nearly painful, it became

harder to ignore the desire for her. He wasn't thinking of his wife, he wasn't

looking at Maggie as if she were Maggie, he saw a vibrant fertile woman in front

of him nearly screaming for him to take her, breed her. His fingers flexed down

with a little curl that pushed up against the line of the underside, trailing against

the nipples. He danced over the edges with playful curls before she moved in

closer and suddenly the top button unsnapped open, his jeans splitting open

wide the moment there was give to them, his cock flopping free into the hands

waiting for them.

"That's right, you want this, you need this. Something bigger than yourself..."

The troll purred into his ear, sweet and trilling, delighting him even as his

stomach gave a little lurch and jump.

~ ~ * ~ ~

Maggie savored the feel of the hard cock against her hand, the weight of it

twitched up against her fingers and relaxed again as she felt his hands on her

bare chest. His mind was starting to become less walled off, he was losing

control as she wove her spell to lure him closer. She needed to be bred, she had

to have offspring to protect her. She wouldn't take months to give birth, her own

brand of magic would make sure it only took a matter of days before she could

raise up her bodyguards, but first she needed to be bred. She put her eye on that

prize as she stroked his length and pushed his pants downwards, caressing

herself in closer as the weighty shaft jerked up higher in the air, pushing against

the line of his belly.

She licked the line of his neck as he moaned out, his shoulders loosening as the

fingers on her breast caught her nipple and rolled back and forth. The gentle

touches kept her on edge as she felt herself growing slicker by the moment. She

ran her finger tips right along the tip of his cock as she began to weave her spell,

subtly adjusting him, changing the heavy low hanging testes to produce more

than just the normal explosion of sperm. He was panting, his breathing coming

out faster before he groaned and leaned his head down so that his tongue swept

over her nipple. He was falling into her siren spell, losing himself in the allure of

her body as she arched herself forward and gave a little caress of her hips and

pushed forward before pulling backwards again. The movements taunting him,

keeping him on edge deliberately as the hot tongue lavished over her teat.

She lidded her eyes with a moan and pushed him firmly backwards, making him

step backwards as she grasped the base of his cock and felt it twitching. The

precum was welling out with a spill that ran along the swollen helmet of the tip.

It was slippery and overly warm, the weighty girth pulsing lightly as she pushed

him backwards towards the couch. She forced him to step back, another step

and another, each one coming closer to the couch as she arched her back. She

pressed her breast into the eager maw and felt the teeth setting along the edge so

that her stomach gave a little leap. She let her magic cover him, building up the

desire with her own as she let out a throaty cry and arched her back before

pushing him back to the couch.

Her fingers slipped away from his cock as he dropped down on the couch, his

lips popped free of her nipple and left a trail of wetness behind as he stared up at

her with confusion. He wasn't thinking enough to really know what was

happening, but she didn't need him to know, his body wanted this and that's

what she used to begin to change him. His ears began to lengthen slightly as she

moved down onto the couch, her legs spread open wide to slide into his lap

easily, feeling his cock bumping against her bare stomach while the wet trail of

precum slathered up and ran against her navel. She shivered, biting her lower

lip as she rolled her hips, offering up her breasts to the eager young man, feeling

the press of them sliding against the tips of her nipples.

"That's right... This is what you want." She purred with a thick sweet voice as

she drew her hips up, letting the cock slide up to slip along the glistening lips of

her mound.

~ ~ * ~ ~

Matt let out a throaty moan of pleasure as his cock tip kissed up against the line

of the puffy thick mound. He pushed himself upwards, sliding against the line

of the thick lips while he moved his hands up to grab her hips. He wanted her,

he needed her. The heat was burning through his body as he wrapped his lips

around the nipple and drew it outwards with a little drag and tug. He ran his

teeth along the edges as his glistening tip began to shove forward and spread the

lips open wider. The precum was pushing into her, his own cock was being

coated with her arousal, it was clinging to him as he dragged her down against

him with a near snarl of desire. His breathing catching in the back of his throat

before his swollen tip began to shove forward, spreading open the sleek

feverishly hot passage.

The inner walls began to close down tightly, squeezing greedily to pull him

inwards while he dug his teeth down along her breast. He panted out as he

heard her moan and her hips dropped down, bowing his cock with the pressure

as his tip began to shove inwards deeper and deeper. His tip widened her,

feeling the walls clutching down tightly and squeezed around him with

caressing over him. The powerful inner walls suckled and pulled at him, trying

to pull him in deeper as he gave another powerful thrust upwards, bucking her

in the air so that his lips slid off her nipples with a wet popping noise. The

strands of saliva ran along his lower lip as he let out a guttural moan of pure

delight as the precum and her juices churned together.'

He forgot that it was his mother in law he was fucking, feeling the push of her

ass dropping down against the line of his upper thighs, his fingers gripped her

tightly as he bucked upwards and drove every last inch into the passage. His

balls slapped upwards as his tip crammed right up against the line of her cervix,

grinding forward with a powerful flex and roll. The movements were short and

greedy, the pumping strokes building up rapidly, throwing his weight up into

the air before dropping back down again. He plunged into her, smearing the

precum through the passage, coating the edges and feeling it pushing out around

this base messily, coating over his balls. He lapped his tongue over her nipple

again, hearing the throaty moan of delight ringing in his ears.

It was more bestial than anything he had ever experienced, he drove himself up

into the passage, hitting his tip on her cervix time and time again. Each thrust

was wild, powerful, pushing harder inwards and then pulling back again. His

breathing turned into short rough pants as the precum welled up from his tip

and slathered through her. Every movement and twitch was used to make sure

that he was well and truly fucking her, wet and messy, her lips spread open wide

to wrap around his base. His cock hit upwards with a thrust that rocked her

before his lips wrapped around the lips. He closed his lips and pulled harder,

tugging along the teat, dragging and stimulating her as his fingers dug down

into the line of the ass cheeks.

He started to shorten his thrusts as she bounced against his lap, the legs shifted

and tightened against his hips as her fingers ran along the line of his back, raking

lightly to make him arch upwards. Matt panted, gasping a little bit as Maggie

snarled down at him, the troll's voice roughened sounding as she worked her

hips down harder. She was so incredibly hot feeling, the warmth spreading over

the edges and it was growing worse by the moment. He couldn't think past the

rising tide of desire as she rolled her hips at just the right angle to push against

his balls. The pressure squeezing up a new splatter of his precum, splattering

hotly against the barrier of her cervix, coating it with strands of drippy gooey

arousal. This was what he wanted, this is what he was.

He could feel his mind starting to shift, the thoughts that were ashamed for

fucking Maggie weren't important anymore. His reasons for not fucking her

were blown to the wind as he tensed up his stomach and relaxed it again, the

build up surging forward wildly, feeling and hearing the sound of her

enjoyment. The faint scent of her growing on the air, his changing senses starting

to sense the fertile tang of it that made him tip his head backwards. His lips

parted open wide, tongue tip just barely pushing out before he swiped it against

her nipple, making her jump upwards as her nails bit down against her back.

The rake and drag pulled upwards, running roughly so that his entire body

started to shake in place. The pleasure was mounting by the moment, his

orgasm surging forward as he started to hammer her, fucking roughly.

~ ~ * ~ ~

Maggie snarled out, her body was running hot as the fertile length plunged into

her body as the tip shoved forward into her barrier. The cock was letting out a

steady eruption of precum to mix inside of her, surging together, churning and

mingling together wildly. Her tightening walls started to close down tightly, the

powerful inner walls suckled and pulled him in deeper as she rocked herself.

The movements started to push forward and lift up again, working with the rise

of his hips as he snarled out beneath her. His eyes were starting to glow, paling

into a brilliant amber look that glittered brightly as the fingers clutched the line

of his shoulders. She held onto him, balancing herself as Matt began to speed up

in a flurry of wild thrusts.

Each of them were building up in speed and desire, rushing towards the climax

as she felt his balls hitting against the curve of her ass. She rolled and pushed

her hips driving down so that the tip pushed upwards again, bowing it inwards

as the next hot gush of precum hit against her. She bit her lip, muffling a low

throated moan, her entire body tensing up as the thrusts began to rapidly hit

inwards. They were a flurry of movement, wild and brutal, the balls were

starting to tighten up as she let out a ragged moan. Her lips spread open wide as

she leaned backwards, pushing herself onto his cock, feeling it swelling just that

much wider as her son in law gave a little twist of his hips. The bump and grip

of the hands on her ass held her down on his lap, the tip shoved right against her

dilated cervix.

The sudden surge of pleasure burst over her, making her walls begin to spasm

and clutch wildly along the spire as the first hot stream of cum erupted from

him. It was pressured, hit harder against the opening of her cervix to flush into

her fertile womb. It was warm, weighing her down as it spread outwards and

she pushed herself down firmly against his lap. Her body milked him, trying to

pull him in deeper and deeper, coaxing the millions of sperm to flow into her

vulnerable body as she gave a series of short little rolls of his hips. Matt's head

was tipped back, his face slack with desire as he gave another thrust upwards,

squelching out some of the thick pearly seed, churning it together inside of her,

but most didn't leak out of her.

It was puddling ever deeper, her little pants and gasps became louder while she

tipped her head forward. She whimpered when she felt his hands rubbing along

the line of her ass, but she kept her eyes shut. Her magic slipped into herself,

spreading and opening her lower body, feeling her way along her own womb to

help draw the rich semen in deeper. She would need every last drop if she were

to carry healthy twins to term in the next few days. Twins that would rapidly

grow into warriors to protect her, to keep her safe as she amassed power. The

first of many that would be bred into this new strange world.

"Ohh..." Matt growled, opening his glowing eyes slightly, his face no longer

frightened as he gave a grind and squelching push upwards. "The girl might be

a problem."

"Girl?" She panted, opening her eyes a little bit, feeling the heavy weight in her

stomach as it began to churn, creating the first bud of life.

"Franklin's girlfriend." Matt said, his voice still rough sounding. "She might

know too much."

"And what should we do about that?" She asked, leaning backwards as she slid

her fingers right along his jawline, trailing over the edges.

"We should invite her over." He suggested, leaning back before pushing his

softening cock deeper into her passage. "We cannot risk her knowing."

"Very very true..." Maggie murmured approvingly, her eyes twinkling slightly.

Her magic had worked, he was already well on his way to becoming her servant,

her breeder, his mind was hers now. And soon she would begin her army.