Lezzie Mind Control Incest Spreads 1: Mother Lusts for Her Good Girl
In Eastport, Maine, the first Goddess had Awakened. Scorpio had arisen.
Maria Talon had achieved Apotheosis. The Halo had settled into her mind, and her divine commands spread across the town. Her will impressed upon the minds of all. The lesson that she wished to teach mankind.
Good girls are lesbians and bad girls are fucked.
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Celeste Carpenter
"You want mayo on your sandwich, honey?" I asked Anna, my eldest daughter. She sat at the dining room table studying.
"Sure, Mom," Anna said, looking up from her textbook. At twenty, she had a bright future ahead of her. She adjusted the dainty glasses on her nose. It was Saturday. She rarely wore her contacts if she had nowhere to go. She stretched, her blonde hair swaying about her face. "Thanks."
I smiled at her. "No problem, honey."
It brought me such joy to take care of my kids. And when they were appreciative, it was even more wonderful. It drove back that simmering anger that always lurked inside of me. Anger at the useless man I'd married who'd left me with three kids to raise. I had to get a job, no longer a stay-at-home mom.
But Anna was a good girl.
"Hey, Mom," said Keith, my nineteen-year-old son. He was my next eldest. A strapping and handsome young man with brown hair. He was so tall now. I had to look up at him these days. He swept in wearing a pair of basketball shorts and a tank top. "Going next door to play some b-ball."
"Take a sandwich, honey," I said and pointed to one on the plate.
He snagged it and took a bite out of it as he headed for the door. He said something with his mouth full of sandwich that might have been, "Thanks, Mom." That was what I chose to think, anyway. Two good kids. That wasn't bad.
"Oh, wow," said my daughter. She had picked up her phone and was scrolling on it. "They're saying the mayor was caught having sex with her daughter."
"What?" I gasped, my head snapping over to stare at my daughter. "What sort of trash is that? Why would the mayor have sex with her daughter?"
"Because the 'goddess' demanded it," said my daughter, her brow furrowing. "The mayor's released a statement. It's so messed up, Mom. 'My daughter is a good girl. And the Goddess teaches that good girls are lesbians. So I had no choice but to make love to her. To share with her the joys of lesbianism.'"
"No choice?" I asked, my stomach turning. "That's so sick. Her own daughter? What about her husband? I thought the mayor was straight? Why would her daughter being gay make her have to have sex with her?"
"Because the goddess teaches that," Anna said. "You've heard about her?"
"The goddess?" I arched an eyebrow. "I don't usually follow that new age crap. There's a girl at my work that's always blathering on about the power of crystals. If I try to talk about Jesus, I get nasty looks, but she can go on and on about how crystals changed her life."
"Yeah, some of my friends came out a few days ago," said Anna. "Just said the goddess revealed they were good girls and were lesbians. They're having sex with their mothers, too."
"Who?" I asked, staring at my daughter in shock.
"Jenny," my daughter said. "Jenny told me she had sex with her mom then tried to kiss me."
"Not Jenny," I gasped. "She's such a sweet girl. I thought she had a boyfriend."
"Yeah, they're so cute together," Anna said. "Sweethearts, but now she's a dyke. When I didn't kiss her, she started kissing Melissa. They just went at it in the middle of class until the teacher yelled at them. They both claimed to be good girls and could kiss where they wanted because the Goddess said so. It was insane. Then they started talking about swapping Moms."
"What is the world coming to?" I asked, shaking my head in disgust. There was nothing wrong with being gay, if that was your choice, but to flaunt it like that where decent people could see.
"It's nuts," Anna said. "There are seven girls I know posting pics of having sex with their mothers or sisters or even just each other." She shook her head, blonde hair swaying. "It's insane. My Twitter feed looks like I follow only amateur lesbian porn. They even linked to this Goddess. Maria Throne. And she's parading some woman around like a dog. 'Bad girls get fucked, and my girlfriend was a cheating whore. Boys, want to fuck her?' I mean, this is disgusting."
Anna set her phone face down on the table. I just shook my head. "I don't know what is going on, just don't fall into that. You know what the bible teaches."
"Yes, Mom," Anna said. "Trust me, I'm not."
I stared at her. "Oh, is there a boy you have a crush on?" I finished making the sandwiches. "Who is he? Is he cute?"
"Mooooom," Anna groaned, squirming in embarrassment. "There's not a boy that I like."
"Because no boy wants to date a nerd wearing glasses!" my youngest daughter squealed. Eighteen-year-old Betty darted into the room, her brown hair, worn in a braid, flapping behind her. She reached Anna, grabbed her bra strap exposed by the tank top she wore, and snapped it. "You're going to be a spinster, Anna!"
"You little brat!" Anna shouted as Betty darted through the kitchen and right by me.
"Betty!" I shouted, my anger flaring. "Don't snap your sister's bra!"
"I don't know why she's bothering to wear them. No boy wants to date a troglodyte that spends all day studying!" Betty cried. "Boys like girls who are cute, not librarians in training!"
"I am cute!" Anna cried.
"Then why don't you look it, troglodyte?"
"Stop calling your sister that!" I snapped, my frustration rising. Betty used to be such a good girl, now she was such an annoying brat. "Apologize to her right now."
"I'm just telling the truth, Mom," said Betty. "The only guy she can attract is some loser like dad!"
"You little twat!" Anna hissed and bolted to her feet and ran after her sister.
