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Halloween (W)Horror for Rayoelgatubelo by Draconicon

Joy grumbled under her breath as she looked up at the clock for the third time in an hour, shaking her head as she saw the minutes ticking by. And, of course, no sign of Mary, her daughter.

"Of course not," the middle-aged woman muttered to herself. "Off at a party. Off where she shouldn't be. As usual."

Every time she thought about it, a few more grumbles slipped from her lips at the thought of her disobedient daughter. Every time she went out, there was always that influence, that...deviant from her school days, waiting for her. Joy barely remembered her name - V-something, some name that didn't mean anything to her - but the pierced and perverted looking woman was someone she would not and could not condone being near her daughter.

Of course, ever since Mary had turned 18, her daughter had been utterly worthless at listening to her knowing mother. Joy sniffed as she got up from her chair, starting to pace around in order to distract herself from her disobedient daughter.

It wasn't until she heard the door ringing that she realized she'd been cursing out her daughter for nearly ten minutes straight.

"Trick or treaters, no doubt. Worthless little hooligans, not bothering to make a proper night for themselves. Just running around like pranksters or parasites."

Joy knew that she didn't sound anything like her namesake, but she didn't care. If the world didn't have much good in it, why should she have much joy for it? She stomped towards the front door, her hands clenched into fists as she got ready to shout down the doubtlessly be-costumed kids that were on the other side.

"Don't you know by now? I don't -"

She fell silent as she wrenched the door open. For once, her expectations had fallen far short of the reality that she'd stumbled across.

Standing on her doorstep were two people, but they were not human, nor were they in costumes. The pair of them were covered in black fur, and both looked up at her with green, glowing eyes. As their lips turned up in fierce smiles, Joy saw the glints of moonlight off of tooth points, and her heart skipped a beat. Particularly when one of them stepped even closer, and she could hear it purring, as if like a housecat well-accommodated on a person's lap.

"Hello...mother."

Joy gasped, and was helpless before the two felines as they dragged her into the house. One of them used a tail to pull the door shut, the lock clicking behind them as the pair dragged her into the living room, and threw her back into the chair. The same clock she'd been watching earlier was just visible past the shoulders of the one who'd spoken. It read 11:52.

Then the cats were before her, and smiling to themselves before looking her over. Joy held absolutely still, even when the padded fingers and curved claws started to run over her cheeks and down her neck.

"What...what do you want?"

"Mmmmm, why, mother, what I've always wanted. For you to stop trying to make me live your life..."

"Who are you? Why do you call me that?"

"Heh...for someone that wants to control someone else, you don't know how to read people."

"...Mary?"

The other feline laughed, finally speaking in a voice that sent chills down Joy's spine.

"Listen to the old maid. Can't even recognize her own daughter? Then I know you don't recognize me, prude. Maybe this'll remind you."

Joy turned to the other black cat - slightly taller, she thought - and started to shake her head. But as the feline lifted her arms up, making her breasts bounce and showing off her bare breasts, she paused. There, glinting in the lamplight, were two upside-down crosses, pierced through the nipples. She'd seen that...she'd definitely seen that. Her eyes narrowed, and she tried to stand up, and was only held down by her daughter's grip on her arms.

"YOU!"

"So you do remember me. Wrinkled old bat."

"Come on, Verticordia. She's not -"

"She's an idiot and a pain."

"Well, not for much longer."

"Not soon enough."

Looking back and forth between the two black cats, Joy felt as though she was in the middle of some nightmare. Some great, terrible nightmare where she was the butt of a joke, where her daughter was leaving her, where things were collapsing in one by one. It couldn't be true. She pinched herself, yelping in the process, and Verticordia laughed.

"Heh, seems like a nightmare, doesn't it, bitch?"

Joy nodded without thinking about it, and her daughter chuckled.

"Well, it's a dream for me. If that's your nightmare...I can live with that. Hell, you've been a nightmare for me long enough."

Before Joy could sputter a response, her daughter snapped her fingers. A tingle ran down her arms, and in no more than a second, her clothes went flying off. It was like watching a storm blow off a coat, except it took all of her clothing, underwear and all, with it. It hit the wall and fell with a soft thump.

"Mary! What are you -"

"You don't think this is the only thing that's changed, do you, dear old mom?"

Mary snapped her fingers again, and this time, Joy's legs went flying back. She gasped, wriggling against the unseen bondage around her ankles, but she couldn't even pull her legs an inch in any direction. She strained forward, trying to reach one of them, but they were too far away, too out of reach.

It didn't take long for her legs to be pulled further back than they'd been in years, and the pressure pushing back on them kept her arms trapped against the back of the chair. Joy's face burned at the feeling of having herself so exposed, particularly as both of the felines bent forward over her crotch.

"Don't you dare! Don't you look!"

"Why not, bitch? Huh? Why not?"

Verticordia slapped her between the legs, and Joy yelped out loud. Another smack, and another, each one causing another yelp to come from her, each one leaving a bit of red behind. Joy bit her lip, trying not to give the deviant girl any satisfaction, but each smack came with claws, and plenty of them.

It wasn't until she felt something hot and wet running from her thighs and ass that the beating stopped, and Joy prayed that it was blood and not anything else running down her. She couldn't take it if it somehow turned out to be something else.

As she laid there, panting and gasping for breath, she felt the heat of Mary's body lying over her. She looked away, but not before her daughter's chuckle filled her ears.

"Oh, poor, poor mother. Look at you, shaking like I used to, when you told me that I was going to hell for...well, everything."

She shook her head, but all she got was a chuckle and that damnable purr in return.

"Look at you...Well, I'm going to prove that I'm the better person, mom. I'm going to make you feel better...and then I'm going to make sure you never try and tell me what to do again."

You are a monster. I can't believe I ever gave birth to you.

She shook her head, trying not to look at the monstrous creature that was slowly creeping down her body. It wasn't something that was happening. She was dreaming. This was a nightmare. Mary would never just throw away all that her mother had done; she wouldn't act like this. She was a proper young girl, not some -

"MMMPH!"

Joy's thoughts were broken by a sudden flick over her sex, and she bit her lips, turning her head against the couch in a desperate attempt to hide her face. Another flick, and she bit down on the couch, her cheeks flushing hard as Verticordia laughed.

"Look at that. Just a couple licks, and you're acting like a bitch with her first stud. Damn, you're worse than I thought."

"Don't worry, Verti; I'm going to make sure she gets used MUCH more often."

How dare you - dammmmnn it!

She squirmed in her magic bondage as her daughter kept licking her down there, making her hips twitch and swivel as much as her restraints allowed. She told herself that she was trying to keep herself untouched, but every time, it only went so far as to push her body closer to her taunting, horrible daughter. Each lick slid deeper into her, and her jaws could only hold back so much.

Eventually, the first moan slipped free, much to the amusement of her tormentors. Each raspy lick came faster after that, and she felt claws pricking at her sex, pulling her pussy lips apart so that the tongue could go deeper than before. She whimpered, her breath coming faster and faster as Mary dug her tongue in.

"Heh, how's it feel, cunt? How's it feel to have your daughter licking the hole she came out of?"

Joy had been trying so hard not to think about that, but it was hitting her hard. It was too much, too many things to think about, and the pleasure...oh, it was coming, whether she wanted it or not. It was rising faster and faster, and her hips were pushing forward as much as she tried to restrain them. Every thrust buried that tongue inside of her, and as it flicked out over her clit, it took everything she had to not arch her back and moan. Her entire body shook, and her jaws ached from the constant repression. But it was inevitable. She was going to -

"AH!"

She screamed, half in pain, and half in pleasure. Right at her peak, Mary had bitten down, hard, and she could feel the heat from before running down between her legs. Joy screamed as she was bitten not once, but twice, by two pairs of mouths.

"You bitches! You whores! You -"

"Shut up, cunt."

A tail - feeling far stronger than it should have been - slapped her across the cheek before she could keep shouting. Joy sputtered, but as she looked down, she saw two things. Two very, very dangerous things.

First, Verticordia was licking at her hand. It wasn't such a terrible sight, but as it got slicker and slicker, and she started spitting on it and pressing it down towards Joy's asshole, the older woman felt very worried about where it was going to go.

Second...well, she didn't remember her pubic fur being that black. Or that thick. Or growing that fast.

The End