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Every Wish has its Price (Shadow Runner and deliliah)

"No don't worry hun, I have it, I'll be only gone twenty minutes, and you know I don't like steaming hot pizza anyway, burns the roof of my mouth." And she put on her jacket and was out the door in seconds, started up her car and was driving down the road. it was just under ten minutes later she pulled into the parking lot of a remote convenient store and as she was getting out, she realized how dark it was getting. The new moon, no moonlight at all, it was a cloudy day so there were no stars, and with the combination it seemed like the night went to pitch in just minutes.

As she walked into the convenient store there were only a few people inside. Not that it surprised her, it was rather remote, no other businesses near it, but the prices weren't ripping people off either. She saw the soda aisle, and then suddenly she felt something in her tummy. Almost painful, like an immense hunger... debilitating. she reached for a counter to hold herself together.

Meanwhile, not too far away, David's phone started ringing with the caller ID saying 'Unknown Number'
 
David was on his second slice when his phone rang. He'd never understood why his mother didn't like her pizza hot, she wouldn't even touch it until the cheese had congealed...and that was just a waste in his opinion. He pulled his phone out of his pocket, wondering what his mom had forgotten, but he blinked in surprise when he saw "Unknown Caller".

He was ready to just ignore the call...but something made him answer it instead. David wasn't sure why exactly, but he tapped the answer button and said "Hello?"
 
"Hi Davey!" came the voice on the other end... a familiar voice, Judy. "Well Mistress said you were smart so you would have put the clues together to come find me." The demoness had after all mentioned int he dream to invite that nice girl Judy over she was after all nice, friendly and most importantly 'knowledgable.' "but you never came. So I guess you just found your answers in the library... but i got curious, since I'm not there... I figure the sun just went down, and if what Mistress told me was true.. It should be happening about now. The pain in your mother's stomach... that incredibly wonderful smell..." She giggled, "I mean seriously, is she getting hotter? or scarier?" Seemingly oblivious to the fact that Sarah wasn't in fact home.

But at the convenient store, strange things, she sat down at first a nice couple tried to help her, and she watched as the crotch on her pants immediately drenched itself, like she was horny, but no one got that horny and the smell, was... intense, but the couple in front of her stopped paying attention to her and started making out, and quickly started undressing each other right in front of her in the convenient store. "the fuck...?" She looked up and say the cashier was actively masturbating...

She reached for her phone in her purse and texted wrong, it was hard to focus, and she knew it wasn't spelled right, but she knew the meaning was clear: 'smethhhngs rongg'
 
He recognized Judy's voice instantly, his blood freezing in his veins. "How did you get this number?" he demanded, but the moment he asked the question he already knew the answer...the same way he'd gotten her address. From the demon. Her tone was light and playful, and she giggled her way through call, but as she spoke a look of pure horror came across his face. The dream, his mind whispered, ...it wasn't just a dream after all.

It was the demoness sending him a message, one that he'd missed completely. Not only missed...dismissed. He'd chalked it up to his subconscious, and nothing more. But as Judy rattled off everything that had happened in the dream...the vision...he realized in shock just how different it had been from normal dreams, or even nightmares. It had felt different, but in his fear he'd pushed all that away, and told himself it was nothing but a normal psychological reaction to a stressful event.

But it wasn't...and he had a sinking feeling he'd never know what normal was again.

Judy hung up on him after delivering her message, and he stared at the phone, frozen in terror...only to see a text message pop up moments later. This time he did recognize the caller, but the message was horribly garbled...and utterly clear.

David was out the door in seconds, throwing his car into reverse and peeling out of the driveway, speeding to the store his mother normally shopped at. Oh please God, don't let me be too late, he prayed, as he raced to try and save her.
 
Sarah looked around, everyone was having sex... Well doing sex stuff... Granted it was only like half a dozen people, hardly even an orgy... Wait why was she so calm about an orgy?

The pain was odd. Not like an injury, but like a hunger pain mixed with a pulled muscle. She couldn't stand right. She crawled on the floor liking for a counter to help her up. And she looked and saw a single display... But she saw herself in the mirror and felt a chill down her back... So much black... Her hair was pitch black, so we're her eyes, no white, just black, she couldn't even make out her eyeballs or her irises.... "Oh fuck.."

She reached for her phone, "dnt cum... I'm skrd 4uyo" She hit send hoping he would understand.
 
David blew through a red light, the sound of screeching tires and blaring horns behind him as he sped through the streets to get to his mother, before anything happened to her, though he was already worried about the text she'd sent. His mother was an excellent speller, and unlike some in her generation was comfortable sending texts. The misspelled and garbled message she'd sent him sent chills down his spine, and at that moment he felt his phone vibrating in his pocket, signalling another text. It had to be from her, and if she was sending another message this quickly...

He screeched into the parking lot and bolted out of the car, not even bothering to turn off the ignition or close the door. David ran into the store, his eyes casting about for a sign of his mother....when he came skidding to a halt, his jaw dropping in shock.

There was a goddamn orgy going on.

Everywhere he looked people were screwing each other, masturbating, or ripping off their clothes to join in. Oh no....no no no no no.... his mind gibbered, as he raced past them all, searching for his mother, when suddenly he spotted her, right in the epicenter of all the madness. David stared at her in horror, he barely recognized her, in fact, if it hadn't been for the clothes he wasn't sure he'd have spotted her at all. Her hair was jet black, and her eyes....her fucking eyes...

"Oh Jesus..." he whispered, going to her and scooping her up in his arms. "I'm getting you out of here," he told her, as he carried her back to the car.
 
She had barely sent the second text when she heard the door open. She saw david. She didn't want him to see her like this. She turned away and turned her head down.. Maybe he wouldn't recognize her.

Then there was the fear of the smell. What if he just fell in to the list like everyone else was? Then she felt someone touching her and knew it was David. "David don't be here..." She shook her head, "I don't feel right."

She looked at him, he seemed so horrified, he said, "Oh jesus..." And picked her up.

"That bad?" But she knew it was... As he put her in the car, "don't forget the root beer..." She was a bit out of it, and odd that the root beer should seem so important.
 
"Screw the root beer..." he muttered, as David buckled her into the passenger seat, "...I've got to get you out of here, get you home where it's safe." He jumped into the drivers seat after closing her door and sped back out of the parking lot, heading back the way he'd came. He knew he was pushing it, but he was worried sick about what was happening to her. At least he avoiding blowing through any more red lights, but the cops were the least of his worries at the moment.

His hands were sweaty on the steering wheel, as fear and adrenaline pumped through him. David's whole body was trembling as he raced through the streets, his emotions jangling and on edge. He kept sneaking looks at his mother beside him as they drove home, and what he saw worried him. And...there was something else...

David shook his head, pushing that away, as he shifted uncomfortably in his seat. "Look, we're home," he told her in a soothing voice as they pulled into the driveway. He shut down the engine and ran around to the passenger side, helping her out of the car and picking her up once more, before carrying her into the house. "Let me put you to bed, and I'll make you some tea," he said to her, trying to smile.

...when did it get so hot in here? he wondered, as he laid her down gently on her bed.
 
The drive seemed to go quickly. Her mind seemed to come an go as waves of something crashed over her. But they were home.

she felt David picking her up and walkin her inside, she was convinced that he was going to his her head on the door r the threshhold or worse, but he didn't. He brought her into the r room. He offere to make her tea. "You're such a good boy. Mommy's big boy." she laughed a bit oddly. and reached for his rather large looking penis. and then stopped herself, "That's not good. I'm sorry, maybe you should stay in another room..." she said apologetically. before adding, "Or mommy might fuck you good" she giggled... she coughed a bit and wiped some sweat from her forehea, "I'm sorry david.. I don't feel right... any of me..."
 
Her bedroom felt like a furnace as he stepped back. David wiped the sweat from his forehead, reaching out for the bedpost for support as his knees went weak on him. His mother laughed, almost drunkenly...and then her hand snaked out, reaching for his crotch. He blinked in shock, unable to pull away, even as she snatched her hand back at the last second. "Mom...I..." he stammered, as she seemed for a moment like her old self again.

But only for a moment, because the next words out of her mouth were an eerie echo of his dream.

David stared in shock as she said she might fuck him if he didn't leave the room. Shock...and something else. He tugged at his shirt collar...it suddenly felt very constricting, and as he glanced down he realized that it wasn't just his shirt. His pants were tented, the bulge pointing straight at his mother.

He backed away from the bed, almost tripping over his feet. "I'll...make tea..." he managed to get out, before bolting out of the room in dismay. Oh God, what's happening to me? To us? he asked himself as he stumbled down to the kitchen, his hands shaking as he filled the teapot and set it to boil.

And what happens when I go back in there?
 
She felt bad about her behavior, but something was more impulsive about her. Immediate self-gratification was seemingly overtaking her as the night went on. it was so hard to control and she felt so warm. She didn't think tea was going to make anything better.

But the pain in her tummy was making it harder for her to think straight and she felt like she might have a fever. she felt hot. She forced herself up and took off her sweater, and it was better, but not much, she could feel the currents of the air in her room, and that made everything seem a little simpler. but her bra seemed to be digging in and the sweat around her the bands made it very uncomfortable. She lifted her hand and looked at it oddly as she thought her nails had grown longer. Was her skin turning red? or was she just that hot? She wasn't sure.

"What's happening to me?" she asked herself aloud and then looked at the door, she thought it sounded like someone was at the door...
 
While the teapot simmered on the stove, David poured himself a cold glass of water, drinking it down greedily. He poured a second and drank it almost as quickly, before realizing that his mother might need the same thing. He found a tray in the cupboards, pulling it out and getting a pitcher to fill with ice water along with the tea.

Maybe some food? he thought to himself, as he dug around the fridge. Pizza probably wasn't a good choice for her right now, so he found some fruit and some yogurt, sliced up some cheese and put all that on a plate, just as the teapot began to whistle. He turned off the heat and dug through the cabinet, finding some Chamomile and pouring it into a saucer, arranging everything on the tray before taking a deep breath and heading back to her bedroom.

He almost dropped the tray when he saw her. Her skin was a deep red...and her sweater had been pulled off. She was tugging at her bra when he set the tray down beside her on the side table, the china clattering a bit as his hands shook.. "Mom..." he whispered, his hand reaching out towards her. For a moment it was as if it hand a mind of its own, making a beeline for her breasts. But at the last second he managed to divert its trajectory, placing his palm on her forehead. "Jesus...you're burning up..."
 
She looked up and saw him enter. He hurried over and put a tray next to her, "You're so sweet..." She said with a smile.

He was reaching for her breasts when he caught himself and moved to her forehead. But even as his hands were on her head, she couldn't help but notice that her nipple were black. She remembered the way that woman looked. that she-demon-bitch... and she was looking so much like her right i that moment but she didn't even want to admit it herself. "I'm soo hot david. Maybe a shower? cold shower to cool me off." She through her bra on the floor. "Help me get my pants off. she layed back and thrust up her tummy as she unbuttoned her pants and tried to pull her panities and slacks off at once, and they hadn't even reached her mi thighs when the smell of her sex hit her nose. ten times what it was in that convenient store.

She was embarrassed and excited at the same moment, "Help Mommy take her pants off..." she paused and a wicked smile came over her face, "And take off your clothes too..."
 
The room felt like a furnace, as if the fever she was running was heating the space around her...though he was sure that at least some of it was coming from him as well. Whatever was happening to his mother was infectious, he'd already seen proof positive of that at the store. For a moment the image of the orgy flashed through his brain, and David felt himself get even harder even as he watched her toss her bra aside. His eyes fixated on her breasts like laser beams, his breath coming in short pants as he struggled against everything he was feeling. No, I won't give in, he whimpered in his mind, no matter what happens.

But his mother was still stripping off her clothes, lifting her butt off the mattress and yanking down her pants and underwear, and the moment her crotch was exposed...an explosion of pure lust slammed into David like a freight train. The scent of her was like a drug, and even as she cooed seductively to him he was already in motion, all thoughts of staying strong banished from his head.

David went to the bed and grabbed the legs of her pants, pulling them off her body and tossing them aside, the slacks not even hitting the ground before he was tearing at his own clothes, ripping his own shirt off his chest with enough force to send the buttons flying in all directions. He fumbled for a second with his belt, but in a heartbeat his own pants and boxers were on the floor, as he stood naked in front of his mother...his iron-hard cock pointing straight at his mother's pussy like a dowsing rod seeking water.

He climbed onto the bed, without a shred of rational thought left in his brain. There was only desire, and even though a distant part of him recognized that this was his own mother he was preparing to mount...that only made what he was about to do even more enticing.
 
She laughed as she watched her son pull her pants right off her in a moment of wild excitement. she knew it was the scent of her pussy. And the way he fumbled with his own clothes made her giggle like a teenager. She looked down at him his cock pointing to her pussy, and she opened her legs wider, "Come here..."

She was about to reach over and pull him closer when he started climbing onto the bed. "good boy..." she whispered to him, moving her legs up and wrapping around his waist to pull him in closer. She reached forward and took his hands and pulled them to her breasts, forcing his hands to cup them hard, almost violently, "Yes like that...."

"That's it David, just keep playing with my tits..." She reached behind his head to hold him looking at her, keep him focused on her, while her other hand moved behind her and took his cock and placed it at the opening of her pussy, and legs already around his waist tightened, pulling him inside her. "Oh, that's a good boy."
 
David willingly....eagerly...let himself be pulled into his mother's hot embrace. Her hands guided his straight to her breasts, filling them with their soft firmness. He squeezed and fondled them roughly, his thumbs finding her black nipples and rubbing them fully erect. Her legs were moving too, wrapping around his back and locking him in place tightly against her.

But she wasn't finished with yet.

Her hands were once again in motion after she'd placed his firmly on her tits, one gripping by the hair and forcing his attention on her face, while the other reached down between his legs and grasped his cock, positioning it right at the opening of her pussy. David could feel the moist heat emanating from her crotch like a sauna, and the moment she had him exactly where she wanted him her thighs tightened around his back while her hips squirmed deliciously. In one hard motion he found himself deep inside his mother's cunt.

He cried out to her in pleasure and need, as his eyes locked into hers. "Oh Momma...it's so good," he moaned, his hips beginning to thrust even deeper into her pussy, again and again, as she held him in place. "Don't stop, Momma...don't ever stop..." David howled to her, as the demonic lust took control.
 
She almost laughed at the way he begged 'momma' part of it odd since he had never called her that...

But she let him pump into her, as she used her legs to keep his rhythm whether he wanted to or not. She wasn't sure why but he seemed so light to her. Possibly so much stronger than him. one way to find out. She stopped.

Grabbing his shoulder she pushed him over and sat on top of him. Grabbing his hands and pinning them over his head. She smiled as she teased his cock with her pussy. Trading, but not giving him the experience he was craving. She was testing to see if she was in fact stronger, see if david could over power her, make her pleasure him...
 
It was as if his senses were on fire, that every touch, every scent was magnified a hundred times over. David had never felt such incredible sensations in his entire life, and as his hips thrust into her he discovered to his surprise that he wasn't the one controlling the tempo...she was. Her thighs wrapped around his back rhythmically pushed him in and out of her pussy, and as he stared into her eyes he grinned in delight. He didn't care if she was in charge...as long as that wonderful feeling didn't stop.

But she didn't stop there. Her hand flashed out and gripped his shoulder, flipping over onto his back, before she grabbed both his wrists and pinned them to the mattress.. David blinked in surprise, as he strained against her, still in full thrall to the sexual aroma that filled his brain. Only when he struggled against her will, he quickly discovered that she was much stronger than he was, and even with him using all his strength he couldn't move her. His eyes widened as she began teasing the head of his cock with her pussy lips, not granting him the full entrance he'd had just moments before. "Please, Momma," he begged, "...need you..."
 
She had barely noticed her pain was completely gone. The pain in her tummy, the pain apparently in her uterus, per pussy, her cunt was all cured by her sexual endeavor with him. She was no longer feeling weaker she was feeling stronger. And watching her son struggle and strain against her filled her with pride and amusement.. not to mention more lust.

he begged her to go deeper, "Oh, very well." ad with that, still holding him in place, she started to bounce up and down squeezing his cock, squeezing his cock hard with her pussy, tighter than any natural woman he would ever find.up ad down squeezing him from his balls to his head, and then back down, repeating over and over. "cum inside me david. Cum hard for me."
 
David gasped in pleasure...and a small amount of pain...as his mother responded to his pleas, moving her hips up and down as she impaled herself on his shaft, the muscles of her pussy squeezing his cock like a vise. Over and over, harder and harder, her body in constant motion as she pinned him down, taking him, making him her play thing as she fucked his body without mercy.

His moans and whimpers grew louder as she milked his cock with an expertise that would have done any bordello madam proud...all the while cooing seductively to him to cum inside her. Again and again, as her thrusts grew harder and faster, urging him to cum, to shoot his seed deep inside of her...until finally he could stand no more. David's cock exploded, erupting like a volcano as he spewed milky white goo deep into her womb, crying out as his orgasm ripped through his body. Jet after jet filled her wet hole, shooting more cum into her than he'd ever managed before, until finally he simply went limp on the bed, panting hard as he stared up into her eyes.

"So good..." he whispered, filled with love and lust for his mother.
 
She rose up and down pinning her son to bed unable to move while she moved upa nd down until the look on his face, and the tension in his cockk said to her he was going to blow his load. and he did. filling her with warmth. and so much of it. Her pussy squeezed his cock until forcing it out. pulling it out, milking him.

Finally he was completely relaxed. No more cum. She frowned a bit, it wasn't enough for her... Not nearly. He looked up at her, saying it was so good. she nodded her head. looking back at him with her black eyes... and then there was a faint glow on his face, a bright light.. and she new it was a reflection from her eyes which were now glowing, "Sleep." she said and watched his body pass out.

he stood up and walked across the room and fet her tail tap her ankles playfully... wait.. tail? She looked at it, and laughed. Made her way to the computer... she had ideas to fully satisfy herself.

--- --- ---

Sarah was aware of sunlight on her face. her mind was jumbled. She was getting rootbear, there was a pain in her stomach, and now she was here... where?

She sat up, she appeared to be in a night club... no, this was a strip club. She guessed by the poles on the stages. There must have been fifty men and women lying on the ground unconscious around her. She was freaked out. "What the fuck?" She was naked, everyone was breathing.. and he suddenly realized she was covered in fluids.. like sex ones... especially around her crotch and her ass.. and touching her face.. it was her on mouth... Even moving her mouth felt weird as it had been crusted to her.. She looked at a few of the unconscious women, she found one about the right size "I'm sorry.." and took her shoes. On her way tot he exit she stole someone's trench coat. She didn't have a car, or her cell phone. but she had change in the trench coat's pocket. she put in a couple quarters and dialed David. it rang for a few times. went to voice mail, she wasn't sure if his phone was dead, or if he wasn't going to answer 'unknown' numbers... or maybe he was out looking for her at the convenience store... "Hi David, I'm uh.. awkwardly at 'The Friendly Pole'" she said as she was looking up at the sign... "I'm not sure how I got here, I was at the convenience store last night..and then I was here.. I could really use a ride.. you know what, never mind hun.. if you get this message, don't worry, I'll just get a cab or an uber or something."

She took the phone book in the booth and looked for a cab company she called it.. and about twenty minutes later someone picked her up, twenty-five minutes after that she was walking into her kitchen... in a trench coat and stripper heels... covered in cum and who knows what else... She found her purse and grabbed some money to pay the cab... She walked back into the kitchen for the second time. She looked around, the cutting board was out, it looks like he had been cutting some fruit and cheese... there was an empty container of yogurt, the tea pot was plugged in, though not on... She thought to herself 'Well at least he wasn't worried too much.. Wish he'd clean up his mess.' and then spoke aloud... "I feel disgusting... I need a shower..."
 
The last thing David remembered, as he lay in his mother's bed, utterly drained from their brief but intense lovemaking session, was staring up into her glowing eyes as she said one simple word..."Sleep".

His next clear memory was feeling the warmth of the morning sun as he slowly came to. David rubbed his face, groggily pushing himself up into a sitting position, his eyes blinking in the harsh sunlight as he struggled to remember what the hell had happened the night before. We had pizza...she went to the store...and there was a...text message? He shook his head, trying to clear away the cobwebs...and then froze in shock as he realized where he was.

In his mother's bed....naked.

Oh god...oh GOD...no, it can't be, his mind whimpered in fear. But as he staggered off the bed and looked around her bedroom, seeing the scattered clothing, David began to shake. He bent down to retrieve his clothes, realizing in sick horror that not only was his shirt ruined, but that his crotch was covered in what had to be...dried cum.

His mind gibbered and shrieked like a monkey in a research lab, as he bolted out of her room with his clothes bundled up in his arms...and almost ran smack into his mother, dressed in a long black trench coat and heels, apparently heading for the shower. He yelped in shock, instinctively using the clothing to cover his crotch, as he stared at her wondering what exactly had happened..and how much she remembered.

"Mom..." he managed to get out, "....are you...ok?"
 
She was a bit in shock and started walking to her room to get some clothes. and then david came out running almost into her. he yelped, she gasped. "david you scared me..." she looked at him naked just being covered by his clothes, in his arms. She was about to ask him the same question she asked her. She wasn't sure how to answer initially, I mean there was clearly dried semen on her face, and she was wearing a trench coat and heels that didn't match, to anyone who recognized the outfit from movies, she was naked. "uh yeah.. umm. why are you... " i her room? naked? naked in her room? "..Actually never mind. I'm fine, I thought you would have had my voice mail by now." She touched her forehead, "Sorry, I'm a bit confused, I was in the convenience store, and then I woke up in a strip club..." She shook her head, "I'm sorry, I'm just so confused."

She put her head down, "I think I lost my car. I had it when I went to the convenience store, but it wasn't there when I stepped out of the convenience store..." She looked him up and down again, "Sorry i need to shower... an you need to put some clothes on."

she walked around him and reached for her drawers pulling out new panties and bra, socks, a pair of pants and a sweater.. and she stopped. her purse was on the chair in the corner of her room, and her outfit she was wearing when she wen to the store was on the floor next to the bed. there was a plate of fruit, cheese and yogurt with a cold cup of tea. "Did I come home last night? Why don't i remember anything?" She shook her head, and decided to take a shower, "Having an in depth conversation with her son with a mystery-doner's sperm on her face was the last thing she wanted to do. An so she jumped into a nice hot shower...
 
David just stared at his mother as she tried to remember what had happened the night before. His own memories were shaky at best, but what little he did remember...

His eyes took her in, scanning her slowly from head to toe. Despite the fact she was covered in the coat...one he'd never seen before...unless he was very much mistaken she was naked herself underneath it. And her face...under any other circumstances he'd have jokingly asked her if she'd been chowing down on glazed donuts, but that flaky crust around her mouth looked all too familiar.

In fact, he'd just seen something very similar...covering his crotch.

He shook his head, as she tried to recall where she'd been. "You mean...you don't remember me coming to get you at the store? Bringing you home?" How was it that she didn't remember that? And as for what happened after...his mind shied away from that, though when she mentioned waking up at a strip club....

How? When? I sure as hell didn't take her there...

But she shook her head again, and made for the bathroom, closing the door behind her. David just stared at the closed door, before backing away slowly and heading for his own room, grabbing a change of clothes and dressing quickly. He desperately wanted a shower himself, but he would happily wait until she was finished with hers.

Or...you could join her, a voice whispered evilly in his mind, but he shut that voice down hard, refusing to even acknowledge it....even as an image of he and his mother's intertwined naked bodies flashed through his brain.
 
She crawled into the shower and just stayed under the shower for a while. She was vaguely aware david had asked her a question before she wandered into her room. She shook her head, she was out of it. She used her hands to wipe the gun off her face. and then her breasts and her pussy... She reached for a body wash to get in there a little better, and start doing the stuff she couldn't see, and of course bacteria.. why was she worrying about bacteria? She shook her head.

She started cleaning her breasts,and realized her breasts were protruding unusually hard. She had an odd flash of looking down at black nipples. She shook her head again. and moved down to her tummy.. and the her vagina... but as she cleaned her vagina, she stated rubbing it... her eyes closed.. She remembered the strip club and people looking at her when she walked in. had she walked in naked? flashes of people having sex, the entire place a giant orgy...

Her hand pulled away from her vagina. It was a weird feeling, but somehow she knew she had some sort of sex with every single person in that strip club. Every. single. one. She shuddered, she didn't remember any of the details, they hit her in flashes like a dream the night before. But deep down she knew. stranger.. it was arousing her. Her hand worked there way back to her vagina. No penetration, just pressure on her clit.. for minutes under the hot water until she had her own silent orgasm...
 
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