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It was at this point I didn’t know what part of my mother I missed more: Her warm embrace or her warm tongue. At that moment it was leaning more towards the latter, because the way she used that thick, trained muscle of hers to work my cock was a feeling I didn’t ever want to stop. The oral expert, thanks to the extra ten inches Grael had on me, had a hell of a lot of cock to work with and used every inch to make me squirm and slobber as she slicked and licked the enormous wolf cock from tip to knot.

I was inadvertently drooling from the mere contact of her tongue with my cock, but once she started rubbing her face and tongue in my nuts, lovingly sucking each one of my apple-sized balls, I was panting loudly, my fur slicked with spit and chest heaving like an excited puppy. Cadance herself was clearly enjoying the thick smell of my chunky nuts, her eyes rolling back several times as she inhaled and sucked the leathery ballsack. Her hand moved to the top of my shaft, rubbing the tip with her soft palms and making me squirm, large amount of pre leaking from the tip and slicking her hand from her fingertips to her wrists.

“We’re gonna need to be careful we don’t get you to top too soon,” she said, sucking the base of my shaft while keeping her eyes locked onto me, my heart pounding as the loving looks she lavished me with. “It may be you in Grael’s body, but Grael isn’t built for sex like you are. If you cum any time soon, we’ll have to wait a while before you can get it back up again.”

“I’m willing to spend as much time with you as I need to, Mom,” I answered.

“Then why aren’t you here with me now?” she asked with a raised eyebrow. “Even if you’re smaller, I’d much rather be sucking your cock than your brother’s…”

“I…” I said, unable to find a response. “I’m sorry…”

“Then make it up to me,” she said, pumping her hand up and down the first seventeen inches of my quivering cock as she began to suck my balls harder. “Fuck me hard enough with this dirty wolf dick to satisfy me until you come home. Then we can really get started.”

“I’m looking forward to it,” I said, drooling more at the thought.

“You should be,” she giggled in an almost sinister fashion. “I’m finally going to show you how a Lilim can fuck when she’s using everything she’s got.”

“Stop it…” I grinned. “I’m gonna cum just thinking about it.”

“Then let’s make sure it’s a good load,” Cadance giggled, sliding herself up my shaft and placing a large amount of it between her big, heaving tits before positioning her mouth atop the shaft. “After all: You’ve apparently got nowhere to be.”

It was as Mom began to rub her massive tits up and down my shaft and stretch her jaw out to fit my monster cock into that hot little mouth of hers that I realised how shit a fuck Luna was in comparison. Sure, Luna’s tits and ass were bigger than Mom’s, but that was only because she was essentially an upscaled version of my mother, so of course she’d be bigger. But what she wasn’t was better. Luna had experience, yeah. A lot more than my mother had, but if Luna’s best blowjob was compared to the no-effort one my mother was giving me right now, Luna’s cocksucking skills were as high-class as beef jerky while my Mom’s least-effort blowjob was filet mignon.

I couldn’t stop my leg from kicking rapidly as she sucked and titfucked me, wet sound of slurping and sucking coming from the beautiful demon, her level of skill and pleasure amazing me even further due to her not even being in her Succubus form yet. I began to awkwardly pump my hips forward, trying to get more than seven inches in her mouth, but she made it clear she was in control here and that she was forcing me to wait until she was ready.

“Bad dog,” she said, flicking the head of my cock and making me yelp a little. “Let Mommy do what she wants and then you can have your fun.”

Femdom Cadance. I was okay with that.

“Mom?” I asked in an awkward manner.

“Yes, Honey?” she responded.

“Could… could you show me your True Succubus form?” I asked, sounding like a child that wanted extra candy. “The one with the tail?”

“I’m not sure,” she said after a moment of thought. “I don’t know if you can handle it in Grael’s body…”

“Please?” I whimpered, giving her my best puppy-dog eyes. “Only for a little?”

“Alright, fine,” she nodded, removing herself from my spit-slicked shaft and resting on her knees. “But only for a few minutes.”

“Awesome!” I exclaimed, my tail wagging in excitement beneath me. “You’re the best, Mom!”

“Of course I am,” she nodded, closing her eyes and resting her hands on her legs. “Now be warned, I might be a little friskier than usual in this form, even more than the lesser one.”

“Is that possible?” I asked sarcastically.

“Just you wait…” she smirked, taking a deep breath before a bright, near-blinding pink light consumed her entire form, the light growing and expanding parts of her body with a loud humming sound, forcing me to squint and look away from it for a brief moment before the light shattered off her body, revealing the closest thing to a sex deity I’d ever seen.

There were the usual changes: darker skin, thicker lips, and bigger T&A. But her body had grown as well, putting her at the same height and bust as Luna. Her lips were now glossed, her glowing pink eyes had her pupils change into pulsing, pink lovehearts, she sported a set of bat wings, tucked against her back, a large, lashing tail that had a spade-shaped tip on the end of it with what seemed like a hole in it, and a pair of long, gnarled horns that swept upwards to a foot above her head. She giggled, her voice now having changed to a deeper, more seductive pitch, and licked her thick, glossed lips, revealing a pair of sharp fangs tucked behind them as she crawled back over to me.

“So?” she asked in her new, sexier tone. “Does baby like?”

“Baby wants,” I nodded, having lost all ability to look away from the beauty that lay before me. “But baby has a question.”

“Ask away,” she nodded, crawling on top of me and grinding her even softer cunt against my massive cock.

“Why do people fantasise about angels when there’s creatures like you around?” I asked.

“Mhm… such sweet words from such a dirty boy,” she said, sliding herself down onto my cock, my eyes rolling back and tongue hanging from my mouth, my mother doing the same with her face as well. “Nhhn… such a big, dirty boy…”

She continued lowering herself until the head of my cock pushed past an even tighter entrance, feeling something stretch around the head and then clamp down tighter on me before my mother hilted the entire thing.

“Was… was that your-” I began before being cut off.

“Cervix?” she asked in a confident manner. “Why, yes. Yes it was. Mommy can take this big, dog dick all the way into her womb in this form. I’m built to take cock bigger than my body if needs be. There are a lot of demons where I come from and we’re used as cocksleeves rather often. At least, I would be if I wasn’t raised here.”

“Can you be mine?” I asked, mystified and amazed by her new sexual prowess, which was saying something compared to her ability to make most men cum in eight seconds in her ‘human’ form.

“For now: Yes,” she nodded. “But not always. However, let’s forget about later. I want you now.”

She leaned forward, wrapping her foot-long tongue around my limp oral muscle and began drinking the drool from it as she started to ride me, pumping herself up and down my enormous cock as her inhumanly-good pussy dripped its lubricant down over my balls, the warm fluids making them slack instinctively. While her pussy was amazing, the true pleasure came from the womb penetration, feeling my cock pop in and out of tighter cove through her squeezing cervix again and again made my head spin, barely able to focus on anything besides pleasure.

Words couldn’t be formed anymore, Mom’s tongue pumped me with aphrodisiac as mine did to her, her pussy pumped my body with pleasure, and her presence alone pumped my body with content. I wrapped my paws around that big, fucking ass of hers as best I could, meeting her riding with powerful, hammering thrusts that made her groan and growl in pleasure. I was completely out of my rational mind, operating on instinct alone as I could just make out the wet, squelching sound of my mother’s pussy getting hammered by my thick cock, growls and yelps of animal desire leaking into my mother’s maw.

I wanted to cum in her so badly. I wanted to fill the womb my cock was already in with pups that weren’t even my own. She’d never let me knock her up in my own body, but this? This would be animals she wouldn’t have to raise. This would be pets she could play with and still focus on her own children if she wanted to. I knew she’d studded Grael out years ago to get a few litters of Direwolf pups to sell off. But she could be the bitch this time around.

She could be my bitch.

The thought of it caused me to leak more than ever, able to feel the mixture of my mom’s sweet pussy juice mixed in with thick wolf pre as I continued to pound her harder and harder, the gorgeous Succubus picking up her own riding speed, now hammering herself down onto my cock and gaining a grunt from both of us on impact. I was less than a minute away from blowing my load into her womb. I could just cum into her and hope she just let nature take its course, but that wasn’t enough for me.

I needed it to be consensual. I needed it to be an agreement between the both of us. I needed to have the satisfaction of being the stud that fucked a whole litter into her womb. I needed that more than anything. Trying to gather my thoughts together enough to speak, I managed to spit the sentence into her ear as I got closer and closer to peaking, every scent, liquid, tight clench, and bounce making me fear cumming too early to get her consent.

“Mom…” I said in a whining tone. “Can I get you pregnant?”

She responded almost immediately, no anger or disgust in the sentence, merely curiosity.

“Why?” she asked, staring at me directly in my eyes.

“I… I don’t know,” I answered, shaking my head. “But I can’t find anything hotter than you letting me fuck a whole basket of puppies into your womb. I know it can’t happen when I’m normal… but like this… they’ll be small enough not to be noticed when you’re pregnant, you’ll have them out in a few months, and then you can sell them or keep them if you want. I just want to knock you up so much.”

“Well, I guess you can take Richter out of the Incubus, but you can’t take the Incubus out of Richter,” she said, giving me a peck on the cheek. “You’ve finally gotten every Incubus boy’s dream: impregnating your mother.”

“Mom… please,” I begged. “Let me knock you up…”

“Normally, I’d say no,” she smirked. “But you’re right. Nobody has to know and nobody will know, and it can just stay between you and me, my precious baby boy.”

“So… you’re saying-” I began, seconds away from popping.

“Go on, Big Boy,” she nodded, wrapping her arms and legs around me and making it impossible to pull out, as if I’d ever be fucking stupid enough to do it. “Stud your bitch with that monster cock, you dirty fucking animal.”

And no less than a second later, I came. I pumped my thick cum into her already occupied womb, filling it up in seconds and flooding the rest of her vagina. Grael’s nuts were big, and he could cum more than any human alive, but he still couldn’t cum as much as I wanted him to right now. I wanted to see her stretch out as much as Svea had, wanted to see her belly bulge with the cum I’d fucked into her, but that just wasn’t a possibility. I sputtered out after a few seconds and nearly instantly, my cock went limp.

But I’d done it. We’d done it. We’d achieved a sick little milestone in our fucked up demon family. It’d take a few hours to happen properly, but she was pregnant. I’d gotten her pregnant. I’d poured children that weren’t mine from a pair of balls that I didn’t own, but that didn’t matter. It was still my will and my desire that had knocked her up. I continued to squirm with happiness, Mom shifting back into her normal form and petting me affectionately.

“Richter… can you keep a secret for me?” she asked, whispering into my sensitive ears.

“Yeah. Of course I can,” I nodded, turning to look at her. “What is it?”

“I liked getting knocked up by you more than I did your father,” she said, half guilty yet half pleased.

After that sentence, it didn’t matter if the castle was invaded, the country usurped, and my title stripped from me on the spot. After the confession my mother had just given me:

I was the fucking King.