Mom Ravages Her Beloved Daughter with a Black Monster Cock - Including Daughter Ara's POV
Mom's been acting weird lately...
"Awake already? Hurry up and wash up—you've got to get ready for work."
"I made your favorite breakfast today. Want to try the stir-fried anchovies?"
"Oh, that outfit's so pretty~ It'd look perfect on you, Ara."
I'm not talking about her outward behavior. Even after Dad passed away first and went to heaven, Mom always smiled so kindly, treating me—who wasn't even her biological daughter—like her own flesh and blood.
"Hm? Something you want to tell me?"
That smile of hers still held the exact same shape as always. But...
...Mom's eyes look so lifeless somehow.
There used to be a sparkle in those eyes, a light shining above them. But now, they're dull. Like a doll's or a robot's—no glow at all, just a matte black void.
"N-no, I was just staring 'cause you're so pretty~ That's all!"
"Heehee, what a kid... What brought that on all of a sudden? Though I do like hearing it."
"Hehe..."
...But I had no choice but to change the subject. It was just a feeling on my part. For some reason, pointing it out to the smiling Mom right now felt like it would trigger something terrible.
"It's my day off today... Wanna go shopping after I nap later?"
"Shopping soun—wait, nap?"
It was barely 2 p.m. after lunch, and here she was talking about sleep out of nowhere. When I asked...
"..."
Her smiling face vanished in an instant, replaced by a glass-masked blank stare fixed on me.
"M-Mom?"
That icy gaze—I'd never seen it before—made me look away instinctively, then glance back.
"You've been napping a lot in the afternoons lately, right? I figured you'd do the same today."
...Was I seeing things? That blank expression seemed like a hallucination as Mom smiled brightly again, eyes crinkling.
"Seriously... I'm not some sleepyhead."
I tried to play it cool in my response, but then...
Drip...!
A sensation of something trickling down my crotch...!
"Hng?!"
"What's wrong, sweetie?"
"N-nothing...! Be right back—gotta use the bathroom!"
I bolted up, yanked down my pants, and dashed to the toilet.
Creak—click.
I locked the door, then whoosh!—dropped my pants in one go to check inside.
Squish... "Hah?"
A dumbfounded breath escaped me for a second.
Squish... squish... streeetch...!
My white cotton panties weren't just wet—the mound was soaked, with sticky love juices stretching threads between my thighs like spider silk.
"Not again..."
It was an unbelievable amount, way too viscous to have gushed out in one moment. If it were my first time, I'd never believe this was arousal fluid.
Shhh—!
"Lately, it's been happening nonstop... Why am I like this?"
But I knew right away it was pussy juice because this wasn't the first time. Weirdly, whenever I'm around Mom, her every little gesture makes my body react, and love juices flood out at the most unexpected moments.
This time, it was that blank expression from earlier.
Is it because of those recent dreams? I never used to be like this, but lately, I've been having strange ones.
—Hah...! Hah...!
A twisted, aroused face from Mom I'd never seen, glowing with red eyes.
Crunch...! Crunch...!
And between her legs, a terrifying black monster cock unlike any I'd seen on the futanari OBGYNs.
—"Make me want to shove it in you."
Mom commanded imperiously, thrusting that monstrous dick toward me.
—"Y-yes, Maaaster! I'll serve your cock!"
I prostrated myself low, then rose to straddle her standing monster, rubbing my dripping slit against it.
Squelch—! Squelch—!
—"Ahng...! Master's cock veins grinding my pussy... it's making my pussy go crazy...!"
Just the dreams I could recall offhand were this lewd.
"Did I gain weight and mess up my hormones? Or am I just desperate for a man after staying a virgin so long...?"
Nothing else explained it. Why would Mom have such an embarrassing, monstrous black cock...?
—Haaang—! Master! Maaaster... your mighty cock is so cool...!
And why was I throwing a tantrum at her, doing such filthy things...!
"Haa... No periods, not even growing anymore, but my breasts and ass keep getting bigger...! I need to lose weight..."
Thinking about it stressed me out again. Over the past few months, my body had changed so much.
My appetite was insatiable—I'd pig out like a hog per meal. The weird part? No matter how much I ate, nothing came out the other end.
...It must all be turning to fat, right?
I checked my slightly protruding lower belly in the mirror. Even slightly tight clothes made my stomach pooch out now. My nurse uniform, which used to have some slack, now hugged my rounded belly.
Coworkers and senior nurses teased half-seriously, "You pregnant or something?"
...It's so embarrassing in front of everyone...! To avoid those comments, I need to diet, but today alone I ate three bowls of rice. In one sitting...!
Is something really inside my belly? Up close, it wasn't just layered fat—it bulged in a hemispherical shape, just like early- or mid-term pregnant women at the OBGYN.
"Nah, no way. Just fat."
I'm a virgin; nothing like that has happened. Thinking "fat = pregnant" would just make people laugh.
"Anyway..."
Drip...— shhh...!
I'd taken off my panties and was rinsing my crotch with the showerhead, but...
Sticky—sticky— "Ahh..."
Thinking of those lewd dreams with Mom made more juice leak, leaving a slippery feel no matter how I washed.
Squish... squish... squish...!
"Haa... haa..."
And rubbing it... it felt kinda exciting...?
Schlup—! "Eek?!"
Then one finger slipped right into the slit...!
Squelch—! Squelch—! "Ahng...!"
Sensitive inner walls clung to my finger like they'd been waiting!
Whish— squelch...!
It was my body, but the movement was so obscene. Back when I first masturbated as a kid, it wasn't like this... Does it change when you become an adult woman?
Squelch—! Squelch—! "Hah...! Hah...!"
...I'm crazy! What am I doing?! Washing my crotch and now masturbating...!
Squelch—! Squelch—! Squelch—! "Ahng...! Ung...!"
It was ridiculous, but I couldn't stop. But one finger felt insufficient...
Shluck—! Squelch—! Squelch—!
One more...!
Shluck—! Squelch—! Squelch—!
Still not enough... One more...!
Squelch—! Squelch—! Squelch—! "Hah—! Hah—!"
In my hazy, heated vision, the mirror showed me jamming five fingers into my pussy, pistoning them in and out.
Is this even possible? That tiny slit taking five fingers...!
And wouldn't that tear my hymen?! Sure, textbooks say it's elastic, but...
"Haat...! Ung...! Ng...!"
Head all foggy with heat—I couldn't think straight. A tingling itch climbed my spine.
"C-cumming...! Cumming! I'm cumming!!"
The sensation surged to my throat; I just kept chanting "cumming" without thinking.
Drop... "Huh...?"
The heat halted right below climax, refusing to tip over.
"...Can't cum?"
The frustrating itch rattled my emotions.
Squelch—! Squelch—! "Ung...! Hng...!"
I stimulated deeper, but the itch only grew.
...Something longer and thicker...!
...Shoving straight to the depths...!
...Filling me up in one brutal thrust...!
No experience beyond fingers, yet a whiny voice deep inside longed for more.
Pop...!
Finally admitting fingers couldn't satisfy, I pulled them out...
"Haa... haa..."
Shhh...
I stood dazed, holding the showerhead, staring at my reflection.
"What... the hell..."
A flushed face full of confusion stared back.
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"Hum~ hum~"
A woman hummed a tune, swaying her hips. Her hair neatly tied to one side with a band, apron over modest clothes—she screamed homemaker.
Swish. Swish.
Transferring dried laundry from the dryer to a basket.
"The drug should be kicking in about now... She's taking forever in the bathroom."
Ayoung muttered with narrowed eyes.
Thud-thud-! "Heehee—"
She heard frantic footsteps toward the living room and chuckled.
Slap... slap...
Ayoung shuffled in her slippers to the living room.
'It'll take time...'
She sat, folding the dry clothes.
Swish.
One... two... Piles grew beside her as time passed.
"This... finishes it."
She set the last stack by the sofa.
"Time to go check."
Ayoung rose—not to her room, but up to her daughter Ara's on the second floor.
Creak... creak...
Soon, Ayoung appeared—not alone.
"..."
She carried the fully asleep Ara in a princess hold, descending the stairs in her everyday clothes.
Heading straight for the master bedroom.
Creeeak—...
She kicked open the door, gently laying Ara on the neatly made double bed.
Click—
Then rummaged in the bedside closet for clothes? No.
Thud...—
What she tossed onto the bed were animal ears and tails. One: white cat ears and a white cat-tail anal plug.
The other: black wolf ears and wolf-tail anal plug.
And a futanari prostate vibrator for vaginal insertion.
She set them down, then sat at the vanity.
"..."
Staring in the mirror, Ayoung applied easily removable red lipstick, then undid her hair tie.
Swish...—
Her glossy, wavy hair cascaded down.
Just lipstick and loose hair transformed her vibe—from soft and kind to haughty and imperious.
Swish...
Lipstick in hand, she approached the bed and Ara.
Plop...—
Sat beside the sleeping girl...
Swish. Swish.
Applied the red lipstick to Ara's lips, just like her own.
Then grabbed the white cat ears and tail set nearby.
Swish—...
Slipped the cat ears on Ara's head.
Slide...—
Pulled down her pants.
Squish... squish...
Coated the tail's metal base with Ara's leaking juices...
Shluck—! "Hng...!"
Then rammed the round metal deep into Ara's anus, locking it in.
Ayoung watched Ara twitch and grimace briefly.
"Now for my preparations...?"
She murmured, stripping naked—underwear too—revealing her pale, voluptuous body.
Twitch...! Twitch...!
Her crotch's cock had half-hardened and trembled at the sight of female flesh.
"Hmmm..."
Dissatisfied, Ayoung shook her head, donned the black wolf-ear headband.
Shluck—... "Ng...!"
Like with her daughter, shoved the wolf-tail plug into her own ass.
Squelch...!
Inserted the vibrator into her dripping pussy slit above her balls.
"Haa... haa..."
Click—!
She hit the switch amid ragged breaths.
Bzzz—! "Ngng...!!"
The hard plastic hummed inside her pussy.
Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!
"Hiiik...!! Ahngk...!!"
The blunt tip battered her swollen prostate like a massive bell clapper.
Twitch...! Twitch...!
Her downward cock lifted slowly with her moans.
Crunch—! Crunch—!
Veins bulged along the black meat rod...
Crrunch...!! Throb—!! Pulsate—!!
Twisted, thick tendons armored it into a rock-hard, ultra-thick behemoth.
"Huff...! Huff...!"
Pant...! Pant...!
Threatening enough already, but...
Clack...!
To fully savor the foreplay, Ayoung pulled a silver cock ring from the drawer.
Snap—...
Opened it.
Snap...! "Hah...!"
Clamped it tight at the base.
Squeeeze—! "Grrrrk—!...!!"
The ring constricted the root, blocking blood flow to the shaft's corpora.
Shhhwooo—!
Blood surged wildly inside.
Crrrrunch...!! Thud—! Twitch—! Twitch—! "Ooooh...! Oh...!"
Now pitch-black to dark crimson, her cock entered a berserk, over-the-limit state.
"Grrrk...!!"
Every nerve focused on her crotch—she couldn't move a step.
"Huff... huuuff..."
Ayoung panted, dispersing her focus just enough to move.
"Haa... haa..."
Standing still, breathing hard, red eyes gleaming—whoosh—!
"Heeheehee...—"
A coquettish laugh as she eyed the bed-bound Ara with pure lust.
"Haaak...! Haak...!"
Panting like a beast in heat, wolf tail swishing, she advanced—
Throb...! Throb...!
One step at a time, her pulsing cock leading the way.
Stumble...!
Her eyes caught Ara's real father Joo Jinwook's photo on the nightstand—her steps halted.
It was a smiling picture, but those eyes seemed to reproach her.
"...!"
Red glow faded; eyes widened, pupils trembling.
Throb—... "Tch...!"
But the cock throbbed; she gritted her teeth, flipped the photo face-down, and approached the bed.
Whish— thud!
Ayoung slapped her grotesquely erect cock onto Ara's face.
Shhhwooo—...
"Mmph... ng..."
Ara wrinkled her nose at the pungent musk...
Slide... "Eh...?"
Slowly opened her dazed eyes.
"Ah...?"
Eyes darting to the side at the cock blocking her mouth and nose.
"What're you doing? You're awake—get up and prep. It's throbbing so hard it's gonna kill me shoving in."
Arms crossed, red eyes glaring coldly, Mom commanded.
"M-mmph...! (Y-yes, M-Master...!)"
No—Master's form appeared before her.