“It’s what the witch promised,” Mother sputtered, tears falling from her eyes, “ the seed of an incubus will inoculate the womb with one whore, and all children sired tight thereafter will be pure. Tera was the cursed one, not I! She was born the succubus, she was born the whore, yet my womb carried an abomination!” “Willowbud is completely normal,” Father said comfortingly as he held Mother, “it’s just one thing, just one anal little thing. It’s not a curse, Flora; it’s a blessing. She can father us grandchildren with a woman, and mother them with a man.” “And pass on that repulsive heritage?!” Mother screamed, tits “She will not sire children in my forest! Not while I am a matriarch!” Toddler-me didn’t wait to hear the rest of the conversation. She was afraid and confused, but she was smart enough to know that Mother was talking about her, and she wasn’t saying anything nice. She ran out of the canopy, ducking threesome and dodging through trunks and branches, tears falling from her eyes. She fell to her knees at the end pov of a branch and sobbed quietly, alone. Somehow, she knew the loin cloth she was forced to wear was a symbol of something bad. None of the other nymph children had to wear clothes, but toddler-me did, and she didn’t know why. A squirrel chirped noisily at the other end of the branch, seeming to mock the girl. My hands, Corruption’s hands, reached outward, and tenderly pet the pure-white hair of the child. Her sobbing stopped, and she looked over at the teasing squirrel. The rodent continued to squeak away its supposed insults, and then a rock flew out of nowhere, and decapitated the thing in a spray of red and pink. Toddler-me laughed gleefully, and I felt Corruption’s smile form on my dreaming lips. I made the pain go away, Willowbud. Corruption laughed, enjoying the spectacle now as much as she did then, I always did. A band-aid for an axe-wound. I replied coldly. More like opium, actually. Corruption countered softly. The world blurred, and then refocused. I stood behind child-me, no more than five years old. She was standing alongside her father in the highest reaches of the canopy, so high that the sun gleamed uninterrupted through the thin ceiling of leaves. “Alright,” Father said excitedly, “do you see the racoon in that nest?” “Yes,” child-me grinned up at him, “he’s not supposed to be there, is he Daddy?” “No, he’s not.” Father grinned, “He’s being a very naughty raccoon. She added, admittedly. I can’t help but give a small little anal chuckle at that. My stomach writhed as I sat naked in the main office of my college. If he did it. "You'd like that, wouldn't you?" I suppose in any other situation that would sound weird and creepy, and believe me, I was definitely conflicted when Momo first appeared, thinking that it would be wrong for me to touch her, but I’ve come to realize that the life I’ve built with them can’t be described or judged by any kind of cultural norm. The thug lunged forwards. He was threesome bare, not wearing any condom. I could also see where the mixture of her death urine and cum and my cum was on her thick lustrious dark bush and where it had leaked into the crack of shapely ass. “Did too, what? Laura blushed and looked tits away. Afterward, Mary and I returned to my house. Miss Phillips wanted me to get close ups of their vagina’s. Im surprised you didn’t squirt all over the place again.” Opening this dialogue started an exchange of messages that brought new anticipation to our relationship. Jeff’s convertible was gone when I got home. We shook hands and Andy had to stand to be able to reach me. The house rule had been broken but I did not put my sister on the spot. The tumbled around, no longer caring how the sheet fell, for they were best friends and had seen each other in any state of undress over the handful years they had known each pov other. My whole body was shaking, my arms were going to sleep tight from holding me up underneath him, I was sweating profusely, and his cock was starting to get very uncomfortable in my ass. I should have told you sooner!” “Count them or you will be whipped until I see bone,” he growled back, bringing his face closer to mine. She sighed and leaned back against the warm body behind her.