Jennifer was left with the unfortunate choice to either venture out nude or put back on the now jizzed hoodie. Given her first experience she went with the hoodie, if anything it was another barrier from her skin.
Cautiously, Jen peeked around the corner of the bathroom into the living room. The sight caused her eyes to grow wide with shock, terror, and a gross unfamiliar feeling of jealously that felt as repulsive as it was foreign to her mind.
Mary, standing prominently in the center of the room dominated the scene, in more ways than one. A man was stuck on all fours, wrapped in leather, atleast, Jennifer thought it was a man. The visage of seeing Sylvia playfully handing Mary the whip before sitting on the figure as she crossed her legs, all while Mary began to debase with a crack of the whip made Jennifer immediately retreat back to the backroom.
"Nope." Jennifer said out loud. Nuh uh, this couldn't be happening, this was not her life, she had to be dreaming. She tried pinching herself as she waited, slowly opening an eye to see if anything had hopefully changed. It did not.
"Fuck." Jen muttered under her breath, her high voice making the curse seem much worse than what it really was. She looked around desperately to try to find something to help her. What could even be used, what would even be the point? Jennifer kicked up one of the towels before uncovering Lukas. "Shit." Jennifer cursed again, maybe it was a habit now. Her curse sourced brother was now three, he looked older for sure, only signaling that Sylvia must have had the both of them younger now too, one when she was nine, the other thirteen. Lukas was thankfully still asleep, as did not witness Jennifer's mental breakdown. Her mind didn't want to face this reality, the sliver of wanting and normalicy her body felt in the situation only accentuated the alien and disturbed feelings. She desperately wanted things to go back to normal, why did this feel normal, it certainly wasn't. Jennifer tried to focus on her real life as she cried into her hoodie, not even caring that her face was dangerously close to her mother's dumped load.
Her old home, it was bigger, still abit messy, and she was pregnant. No wait, that wasn't right, no, her old home was when she was eleven and...no, she was seven....no eighteen! Why did she almost forget her real age. She tried to focus on her old life, but she only could picture the high-school, faces fuzzy and out of focus, her friends weren't set in stone anymore hell the school wasn't even in focus. Jennifer started to cry more, her sense of self feeling like it was eroding away.
The door creaked open, Sylvia standing with a sly grin, like a cat playing with its prey. "Oh Jen-niii~~*" she said with a wink. "I'm back, thanks for like, waiting and stuff." Sylvia unzipped her jacket and threw it on the edge of the door. Jennifer looked up, eyes wide with horror as her mother dominated over her, being curled up she shorter than her mother's kneesocks, her thighs forming a dominating arch that blocked all sight. Jennifer tried to lock eyes to her mother's, but the angle forced her to stare at vagina. It lorded over her as Sylvia scoffed. "Well like, come on, what's the hold up?" Sylvia rolled her eyes, not giving any thought to Jennifer's plight.
Sylvia crashed down onto Jennifer, she could only manage a small welp before her mouth was met with Sylvia's pussy. Falling backwards Jennifer was forced on her back as Sylvia sat cleaning on her face. Jennifer could barely breath as her nose was pushed up against Sylvia's groin, the bristles of her mother's pubes tickling her nose that she couldn't get away from.
Sylvia annoyed grinded slightly over Jennifer's face. "Come-on, let's get that tongue moving, sheesh." Jennifer's mouth was caught in transition, she could taste her mother, and the cum that saturated it, she could feel the fluid enter her mouth, filling up as she tried to talk, to scream, to beg. Each movement of her mouth only led to more of it entering her mouth, she felt like choking as she gagged down a gulp. After a few minutes of struggling, Sylvia gave no reprieve, it was do or die as she yawned, taunting her flailing daughter. Jennifer reluctantly gave Sylvia what she wanted, she poked her tongue as deep as it could go as she lapped and curled the best she could. Sylvia reached a hand down to pet Jennifer's head as Sylvia moaned, a new taste entering Jennifer's mouth as she recoiled even more.
Sylvia thankfully ended her attack as she stood up, a thin glistening line of spit stretched from her pussy to Jennifer's chin. Jennifer rolled over coughing, heaving. "Aw Jenni you gotta get better at that, come on, I better start teaching you better." She said with a haunting wink. She straightened her thigh highs before cutely turning away to leave, looking back "Come on Jen Jen, don't you want to be like your mom?" before closing the door. Leaving Jennifer devastated, this was infact rock bottom, no, this was below it, there was no way in any reality it could get worse....could it?