Embarrassed at how warm and wet she was beginning to feel, her cunt twitching a bit just watching that stomach wiggle and wobble, Siofra nodded and got up a bit, working her way up Esra's legs and knees, getting to her hips and stopping to marvel at how full her womb now was. It looked so warm, so comfortable; if only she could stay here today and sleep against it, being mothered herself and having her hair stroked warmly. After all, she was a brat and--
--Wait, what was she thinking? And why was it making her crotch throb harder? She shook her head a bit and was given the go ahead to give a long, warm tit massage, resting her warm and leaking panty covered crotch against that stomach gently and sighing a bit. Truly, this was bliss, and those tits felt so round and full against her fingers. A light touch of her nipples showed just how sensitive motherhood was making this demon, and she intended to tease back a bit and take full advantage of this.
Her fingers tugged gently at the fat, round nipples of Esra, thumbing them with her usual expertise and humming a bit as she wiggled her eager body gently above the demon's bulging stomach, flicking them around as she twisted and pulled. Her face lay against the demon's shoulder and nuzzled a bit, trying her best to put on a cute face for her captor, with eyes sweet and wide, a soft smile, and playful blushing across her freckles. Sure, it was something she'd not tried before, but it was her philosophy to put on a good show for whomever she was lucky enough to lay with and leave them satisfied no matter what, so Siofra suddenly pretending she was a horny teen brat again was not below her.
However, what was below her was a horny devil, who was growing quite amused at the act the knight was putting on, picking her up and pulling her in close, keeping her hands to her as she slipped the tunic off Siofra and pushed in against her stomach and chest, pulling the knight up just enough that her ass was pointed up in the air and angled off her own full womb. A quick raise of her spaded tail lead to a sharp, fast thwap against Siofra's ass, Esra grinning as she watched the knight's face light up in surprise.
"Ahh, naughty brats going after their own mother's titties! You didn't even ask or say please! So, a spanking it is! Then you'll get to deal with licking your mama's womb up all nice and clean!" Esra laughed, patting Siofra on the head, only serving to confuse her more as she got spanked again by that tail landing swiftly on her tailbone, causing her to yelp out and twitch. "Such a cute response, I could be here all day disciplining brats like you!"
"Ow! Who gave you permission to--" Siofra stopped, looking Esra in the eye and whimpering upon seeing an angry face cast down on her. It reminded her of her own mother in times past, being scolded for not listening to what she was saying or doing as she was told, and she sunk her head down and changed her tone. "Ahh, sorry there, mother demonest! How shall I take care of your womb today?"
The knight sighed. She could hardly believe these words were coming out of her mouth. She could only pray that her goddess could see them and wouldn't tell. Nobody would care if she fucked a demon, she'd done it plenty in the past, but to be seen as if she was pretending to be someone's kid for kicks... Well, she wasn't sure if she could survive that level of humiliation. This was enough for the week. As she pondered this, Esra flapped her wings against Siofra's flanks and made her jump again, wiggling up just enough to lay against her headboard and pull out a tub of the frosting she uses in the kitchen. It was shaded light pink and smelled of pure sugar and berries as she dipped her fingers in it, painting her stomach lightly with it and smiling, pushing her now dirtied digits into Siofra's mouth to shut her up again, keeping it there until they were long since sucked clean.
"Don't talk back now, brat. Just eat up every single last bit off me, gently, while pawing at the tits you were so eager for and maybe your not-quite-mother will reward you for good behavior. Compliments about how gorgeous and graceful I still look even though I'm knocked up will get you a bit farther~" Esra's voice almost sang as she spoke, sounding delighted. Her bulging stomach presented itself, looking like one of the pastries Siofra ate with her lunch, making the knight's stomach growl as its sweetness carried its way back to her nose.
The poor girl was a bit reluctant at first, unsure how to go about touching or fondling a stomach as large and tender as this, trying to take it slow no matter how much the urge to wolf down the sugary goodness came to her. The creamy frosting worked her way over her lips and tongue, sticking them and getting on her cheeks and chin, a bit dribbled down her neck as she ate, looking like a spoiled brat who couldn't keep her mouth shut while eating. Each slurp brought ticklish wiggling from Esra, rocking the bed as her cunt began to twitch and swell.
"Ahh, your bulge is but a jewel in my eye, mother Esra! To say the gods are jealous would not be a lie; how they wish they could create something so warm and so beautiful as your womb and your swollen, sensitive tits yet could not find a one worthy enough to do so, as nothing they could be beset with in their warm womb would be half as beautiful or comforting as yours!" Siofra said, doing her best to sound as sincere and over the top as usual. "How I wish you truly were my mother so I could have experienced it from the inside out instead of the outside in as I am now. I pray for your health and your child's health and hope you many more from here on. The most I can do for you now is tend to your sweet cunt and treat it well so it can create more. How its sight and smells turn me on and make me wish I could curl up with it forevermore."
The knight felt a hand against the back of her head, petting her hair and stroking the sticky sides of her cheeks as she ate. Siofra put her hands back up and gently rubbed Esra's tits around and around, thumbing her nipples slowly and feeling an odd warmth coming out of them. She looked up curiously, her face flushing bright red when she noticed that Esra had begun to slowly lactate, her milk warm and almost as pink as the frosting she was gobbling up, getting into her hands and soaking them. She lifted one hand up, sniffed at it, and licked a bit up, not realizing how thirsty she was playing brat service to a demanding mother, and drinking it all in one gulp. It was sweet and warming and filling, just as it ought to be, and it made her belly warm against Esra's, her own slit twitching as she rubbed against it and fed.
"Aha, seems this sweetie brat's discovered something good. Come on up and empty me and I'll see about getting your bare cunt against mine. I want you to keep that word of yours and treat it good and sweet down there, but first thing's first, and that's getting you as full and fat as I am. Even if it is by different means, you should take after me. Like mother, like daughter, right?" Esra pulled Siofra in with her tail and wings, placing her eager and hungry lips to one of her tits, pushing it in her mouth without waiting for a response and gripping her hair to keep her in place. "There, there. Your not-quite-mother knows best. Drink up here, my sweet, slutty brat."
With that said, she ran her tail up and down the knight's spine, slapping her ass whenever it got that low again and making her bite down on the nipple she was feeding from, getting milk dribbled down her chin and neck. A few lucky drops even made it down to her own tits, her cunt roaring and leaking in her panties. Esra smiled as her tail tore her panties off and threw them aside, making each subsequent spanking all that rougher and more raw. Siofra squirmed and dribbled more as she tried not to roar in shock and pain, making her whole front sticky. Esra grew more and more excited, feeling her own slit begin to moisten more and quiver, taking her tail and rubbing it up against the knight's own holes and investigating them. Her tail spade revealed a healthy slick of juices from the knight's cunt, wiping them off on her back and laughing.
"Aww, you're really enjoying this, aren't you, brat? Good for you, since you look full and messy enough to be put to bed properly. Though, in mother's world, we mean the other kind of bed. Get down and bend that sweet, moistened hole of yours over mine and my belly and we'll see about putting us down for a real naptime after, okay?" Esra pet Siofra on the head, kissing her cheeks clean slowly, her forked tongue tickling and lingering as her tail and wings spanked her flanks and ass more, taking a moment to grope the knight's tits to see how they felt. She flicked and dug at her nipples with her long, sharp claws and laughed as she nipped her fangs at Siofra's lips. Her kisses bit and burned with unholy flame, singing the knight's mouth just a bit, prodding at her stomach full of milk and watching it wiggle and squirm against her palm's touch. "These tits of yours should be bigger if you're going to be like me when you grow up, but they'll do for now. Though your stomach's coming along just fine~ If we can't fill your womb, we'll fill it this way. I hope you don't mind sloshing it around as you make your mother demonest feel sexy and desirable still."
With that said, Siofra nodded and blushed, climbing over and placing her bare cunt and clit to Esra's, locking hands with her and leaning in for a kiss, feeling full and slow as she locked into place with her legs and knees. "Don't worry, your brat won't leave you unwanting. No man or woman would be fool enough to leave someone as gorgeous and round as you without cumming." Her voice was a bit more calm and happy now, having relaxed from feeling babied so well.
