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Inside of Alcina's room, the fireplace crackled with warmth. It was now finally time to address what she truly felt about Mother Miranda's pursuit of her daughter. About how it left Alcina feeling inadequate, and it was a feeling she would no longer tolerate.
"Mother Miranda, I fail to see the reason behind your obsession. You have me, am I not sufficient enough to be considered as a vessel for your Eva?" The sizable woman pompously held a glass filled with sanguine wine in her right hand. Although Alcina's reverent tone masked her ire, a small amount of it slipped through.
"You have no cause to question my plan. Simply obey and you will be rewarded when the time comes."
As blunt as ever, Miranda's reply made Alcina chuckle. Simply obey? Rewarded? Alcina realized that it was just Mother Miranda's cunning that was speaking. A cunning that Alcina admired. Honestly, she had admired Mother Miranda in her entirety, that's why it pained Alcina when Miranda treated her like chopped liver in pursuit of her already deceased daughter.
Alcina was still alive, she was right there willing to be Miranda's support, if only Mother Miranda would let her.
Lady Dimitrescu stood from her lavish chair, all 9 foot and 6 inches of pure regalness walked behind Miranda.
And although Miranda was dwarfed, there is no reason to fear for her might was far greater than Alcina's, even with both of them transformed. Add to the fact that Miranda was the Megamycete's chosen. The one who held power between their dynamic was still Miranda. For now…
Alcina's massive hands that could grab human's head in full, were now gently massaging Mother Miranda's shoulder from where she was seated.
"What game are you playing, Alcina?" The dubious Miranda questioned.
"A game? Mother Miranda, this is no game, I am merely inducing some needed relaxation onto you." Alcina lied. She was trying to get her faux mother into the mood for what was about to come next. And what was about to come? Mother Miranda if Alcina can play her cards right.
Mother Miranda had to admit, Alcina's massive hands pressing on her stiff shoulders like that felt…good. But for what purpose?
"I did not come here for a massage. I came over because you told me that you have something important to report about your mutation."
"Such impatience. Tell me, Mother Miranda, when was the last time that you were able to simply relax?" Alcina's hands kept on kneading even as she posed her inquiry.
Frankly, Miranda has had enough of Alcina's crypticness. Miranda stood up, abruptly ending her impromptu massage.
"Relaxation is a luxury I can not afford."
For Miranda, every second that she wasn't trying to bring Eva into this world was a second wasted. Now that she was so close, for she had finally located this 'Rose' child, she had better things to do than be swayed by Alcina's whims.
Miranda was about to walk out, but before she could do so, Alcina slammed the door shut.
In venehemence, Miranda turned around to lambast the tall woman, only to find herself face to face with something crude, something obscene, something large and thick.
It was Alcina's cock.
The absurd turn of events gagged Miranda, as if she had just deepthroated the thing.
"Do you like this mutation of mine, Mother Miranda?" Alcina smirked, obviously enjoying how speechless the woman in front of her dick was.
Miranda gulped. How was this possible? Her Cadou parasite just gave Alcina a cock! More importantly, why was her heart beating like a war drum? Was Miranda getting turned on? Preposterous!
"You would do well to remove this vulgar thing from my sight, Alcina." Miranda's timbre suddenly took a sharp turn, as sharp as her eyes that bore through the giant before her.
Just like that, Alcina was about to fold, but if she wasn't going to go all in now, then when? Consequences be damned, Alcina doubled down on her seduction attempt.
"When was the last time you have been made love to, Mother Miranda? 5, 6, 7 decades ago? Have you not yearned for the touch of another on your skin, after all these years?" Alcina grabbed Miranda's wrist, prompting Miranda to touch her warm and throbbing cock, pulsating as if it was alive. Miranda hesitated, but ultimately caved in before Alcina's words. "You can use this at your leisure, Mother Miranda. You can use me, isn't that the only thing that you've done throughout our relationship? Just one night from you, that is all I am asking."
Alcina felt Miranda's warm hand clench her meat, its softness sending shivers down Alcina's spine.
"One night, that is all you will get from me."
With both as naked as the day they brought into this world, Alcina laid on her gaudy bed as Miranda tended to her cock below.
Alcina lips twisted into a smirk. The great Mother Miranda, trying her best to fit her massive dick into her mouth was a sight Alcina never could've imagined, yet here they are.
Miranda's sloppy tongue play left much to be desired, but Alcina understood that she could only do so much given their size difference.
But this night wasn't just for Alcina, it was also a night for her to show her Mother Miranda how much she appreciated, and what she was missing out on for all these years.
Without warning, Alcina tipped Miranda over.
The gorgeously massive woman on top of her no doubt contributed to the lust swirling in her chest. But instead of being penetrated, she felt Alcina's cock gently grind on her clit, making ecstasy ripple throughout her body with every sway.
"See how pleasurable it is, Mother Miranda? You could indulge in this anytime if you so desired." Alcina taunted.
Miranda's face contorted in anger and pleasure, she was pissed off at Alcina's suggestion yet she felt divine due to the assault on her clit.
Miranda was able to cut in, "Aaaah! This was nothing more than a moment of weakness, I may even have your head after this if I became inclined! Aaaaah!"
Somehow, that threat on Alcina's life wasn't that convincing if the one giving it was busy moaning her heart out.
Alcina halted, she took in the view of Miranda's voluptuous figure underneath, trying to catch her breath like she had just ran from a marathon.
Finally, it was time for the piece de resistance, it was time for Alcina to enter her 'Mother'.
Slowly, Alcina entered Miranda's tight snatch in the missionary position. Luscious warmth covered her entire dick as she nestled inside of Miranda.
For Miranda, it was a hellish pleasure, her mold constitution allowed her to take in all of Alcina. A delicious kind of pain scorched her nerves as her adoptive daughter pounded her pussy. Miranda's pleasure overflowed so much that her legs moved on their own, wrapping themselves around Alcina.
The sound of moaning coincided with the lascivious slapping of wet flesh, echoing in the entire room.
Lady Dimitrescu pounded with all her might, as if doing so would pound into Miranda how Alcina truly felt about her.
Through the union of their flesh, Alcina found the courage to confess how she feels towards the woman pinned underneath her.
And Alcina decided to confess through a simple heartfelt kiss. While their coitus was borne from lust, their kiss would be borne from the sincerity of Alcina's heart. Alcina knew Mother Miranda's intellect would be able to deduce the meaning of such a kiss.
As Miranda was swallowed by her orgasm, her eyes widened at their lips suddenly touching, what's more, she felt Alcina's semen blast inside her like a water cannon. It was warmth in all 3 places, her lips, her chest, and her nethers. The fireplace could never come close.
Alcina pulled out with a pop, her load slipped out from Miranda slice down below like she was a pie filled to the brim.
And Alcina was right, Miranda there could only be one meaning for Alcina's solemn kiss from earlier. How ironic it was that Miranda was bothered not by how hard they fucked, but how soft Alcina's lips were.
More red than a tomato, Miranda was simply not having this conversation. Thus, she resorted to the extreme, by turning into crows and disappearing from sight.
The still naked Alcina chuckled, grabbing her leftover wine from earlier, she basked in the afterglow of what they had just done. Mother Miranda might start avoiding her, but they would meet eventually, it is a small village after all.