Meredith Curtis was a single mother of two, the oldest daughter Mavis had just recently started community college and spent all day in her room studying for her tests. Miles on the other hand had been spending his days as a couch potato since his girlfriend dumped him over the captain of the football team a couple week past. Graduation was getting closer and he didn't want to think about seeing both at the Prom, together.
Ever since her husband died when her kids were little, Meredith had been trying her best to hold the family together, and so far she had succeeded. However, the recent break up her son went through, and the stress from finals had made the relationship more strained. Had her husband been there, he would be able to help her take care of her kids. Her thoughts drifted about how he would take care of them to how he would take care of her soon. The woman had no even dated in over a year, and that was starting to bother her, but she had no time to daydream, she was cooking a meatloaf it was almost ready.
While she checked the oven, she started hearing weird sounds from the White's house a couples houses down the street. The howls could probably be credited to Lucy, the friendly golden retriever, but she was sure she was also hearing horses. Meredith considered investigating, but just as she was about to make her decision, the timer warned her the meatloaf was ready.
The tray was quickly transferred to the marble countertop, where she would leave it while setting the table. While setting the plates, the woman started to feel hot, but chucked it to the weather and continued her duties. Finally, when she was close to finishing she bumped her crotch against the table's edge. Meredith expected the sensation to be painful, but it was surprisingly pleasant. She did it again on purpose to confirm what she had felt, and it was even better than the first time. Not knowing why, she did it again, and again, until bumping turned to rubbing. Soft moans started echoing through the kitchen, as the woman started to pick up the pace. Her summer dress offered no resistance or protection against the assault from the wooden surface, it's weak fabric even ripped in a few spots due to the friction.
Soon, the edge was directly touching the panties as the dress had been pulled up by it's owner. Both the table and underwear were soaked with juices, but her mouth was also filled with saliva. The woman started to drool like a baby, licking her lips with a tongue that for every second grew longer. Eventually a powerful orgasm rocked her, weakening her legs and sending her to the kitchen floor while she breathed heavily. She had no idea why she had just done that, she felt ashamed of her actions, but also somewhat proud of herself. She double checked her surroundings, and once she confirmed no one had heard her, she lifted her dress again to check on her crotch as a weird sensation was bothering her. What she saw shocked her.
Her labia and surrounding skin were very dark, almost black. While it was all still very soft, it looked almost scaly in some way. She gasped and immediately realized another strange sensation in her mouth. Her tongue was now so long she could almost lick her own forehead and its tip was bifurcated. The woman wanted to scream, but she didn't want to frighten her children. Calming herself she started looking for her phone in the kitchen, not having noticed it had fallen of the same table she had humped a minute prior.
The more she looked for it the harder it was to suppress her panic, soon she was frantically on all fours crawling along the ground, looking under every appliance. In that state, she accidental broke one of the straps that held her dress on her shoulder. She cursed under her breath, and stood up to try to fix it and steady her nerves again. Her clothes were pretty much ruined at this point, drenched into vaginal fluids, small tears everywhere, and now her right side was hanging so low she was happy she was wearing a very conservative bra. She sighed heavily, she knew she would have to involve Mavis or Miles in this mess soon. She once again looked at her ruined clothes, specifically at the wet spot. Her curiosity got the best of her and she sniff it, a mistake she would regret for a few minutes.