Author's note: This story contains futanari/shemale and incest.
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Anna could barely contain her felicity over the magical book's capabilities. She had spent all night trying to decode the book's mysterious language. Most of the words were latin, something Anna was supposed to take in school, but more than likely slept through. Half of the book was already decoded, and yet Anna still feared uttering even one spell.
Spells like mind control, penis and breast enlargement, even tentacles, all sounded intriguing, and Anna knew she wouldn't mind indulging a few of her fetishes. The book itself came with a few pictures, though they were dated and looked like a cave person's drawings. Of course these spells probably weren't without consequences and it wouldn't sit well with her mother if some tentacle beast burst through the wall ready to fill any woman's gaping holes. Anna had set herself on memorizing them though, and was planning to test them on her sister, willing or not, later.
Before Anna drifted to sleep, she quickly hid the book in a metal safe, coyly hidden under the floorboards in her room. It was originally a gift from one of her friends, to stash away a few lady magazines and money but it was empty for the most part. Anna never really found a need for girly magazines with such a goddess for a mother walking around the house. If Laura's words carried any weight, their aunt would be looking for the sacred object, and she wouldn't be pleased if she found her nieces had it. Once the book was tucked away, Anna slept peacefully.
When the futanari awoke, she proceeded to apply her usual routine, putting on makeup, which lit up her eyes. Picking out what to wear, which today consisted of one of her favorite outfits: A tight tube top, that barely sheltered her bosom, a frilly skirt, and to top it off platform heels. All in her favorite color, pink.
Breakfast followed and was for the most part uneventful, especially for the futa whose recent past has been nothing but thrills and ecstasy. As she drank on her orange juice, trying to replenish her lost energy, the familiar ring from the doorbell carried throughout the house. Another followed mere milliseconds later.
"Can somebody get that?" Anna's mom's voice carried from above.
"I got it mom!" Anna shouted out. She hopped off of her stool, and went to the door, her heels clapping against the floor. As soon as her fingers grasped the golden handle a chill carried itself down her spine. Something in her head ordered her to run, but she ignored it and threw open the door. To her horror, it was her aunt.
Raven, the futa's aunt, was not much of an enthusiast on colors as her niece. Raven wore a skin clinging dark dress, with a v neck that left little of her busty chest to the imagination. The dress itself carried to her thighs, and halted, but underneath was dark pantyhose that traveled to a pair of matching black heels. If her outfit hadn't revealed a gothic favoring, her face did. Her hair was black as night, with hints of purple highlights. Her lips were coated in black lipstick, and she had enough eyeshadow to be a raccoon.
"Oh...crap," Anna's voice dragged as Raven stooped to pick up her bags.
"Anna! I haven't seen you in years dear. Are you going to let me in?" Raven asked, her familiar sultry voice made Anna's head swim. Aunt Raven always had that kind of effect, some called it charisma, Anna liked to call it witchcraft.
"Umm...yeah...sure," Anna blubbered, darting out of the way. Raven seemed to glide by effortlessly, and as soon as she passed the threshold, the clap of heels against wooden steps filled the air.
"Raven!" Gabe squealed at the sight of her sister. Every step down jiggled her mighty bosom, which hid tucked behind a blue blouse. Raven managed a slight expression that could be concluded as a smile. Anna had to step aside as the two siblings embraced, pressing their mighty chests together. Anything unfortunate, or rather fortunate, enough to get trapped in between those two would be smothered.
"It's been so long!" Gabe said wrapping her arms around her dear sister's waist.
"Work has been such a hellish nightmare," Raven sighed and returned the hug.
If anxiety wasn't bubbling up inside of Anna's gut right now she would have enjoyed this little scene. Two milfs, with their breasts mashed together, close enough that the warmth stemming from their toned bodies could radiate and disintegrate a snowman in seconds. It caused a twitch in Anna's underwear.
"Have you eaten? I was about to put on some breakfast for the girls," Gabe said with a smile that could fill the room.
"I grabbed a quick bite at a restaurant near here. The Sloppy Gobbler? The eggs there were divine," Raven said as she let loose a small, graceful yawn. "Would you mind if I took a nap? It's been a long time since I slept."
"Of course sis! The guest room is just this way," Gabe pointed to a room far down the hall.
The two walked down the hall and Anna watched her mother's plump bottom sway left to right. Alone for the next few minutes, watching T.V. Anna saw her sister try to creep off outside, but didn't have the patience to even tease her. Rather she was pissed.
"Seriously? You're ditching us?" Anna snapped as a blush crept across her sister's face.
"I'm not sticking around with her here," Laura shook her head and Anna sighed.
"Fine," Anna muttered as her sister scurried out the front door like a dog with its tail tucked between its legs.
Anna didn't feel so fearful, but she couldn't shake the feeling that she had let a great evil into their home. She wasn't going to run for the hills though and just leave her mom here with her wicked aunt. So she decided to wait.
While time passed, Anna was on her laptop, checking the latest news on the web. Some guy named Nick, a blogger, had achieved viral fame in the past few weeks. He apparently recorded in a diary these incestous things he did with his mom, happily sharing them with the world. Whether his adventures were true or not, Anna was intrigued. Incest stories hit close to home with her obviously, and gave her a good old fashioned thrill.
"Showered with love? Mmm...might save reading that one for a later expedition on myself," Anna chuckled, bookmarking the site and closing her computer out.
More moments passed, and yet neither of the women returned from the back room. Anna had spent a few minutes scrolling through her phone, seeing one of her former sorority sisters was now happily pregnant. It was a sweet moment that found itself replaced by that constant anxiety. After two or three more minutes she set the phone aside, unable to give focus on anything in particular.
The clock on the wall ticked along, and mom had yet to return or even give a signal that she was alright. This wasn't like her. Her mom was a busybody who loved stomping through the house making her presence well known.
Anna's hairs on her arms started to stand up.
"Mom? Raven?" Anna asked, concerned about her mother she tiptoed to the back room and saw a hazy purple mist coming from under the door. It smelled like a bouquet of various flowers.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
Even after three knocks there wasn't a peep from behind the door. Not receiving an answer Anna pushed the door open, she gasped, her eyes tried to consume all of the chaos within.
Her mother was lying on her back, stripped of any clothing she was wearing earlier. Her soft flesh was even glistening from some kind of oil. The woman's eyes were sealed shut, a smile creeping on her face. Raven wasn't concerned with her nude sister though, but busy ravaging drawers. Clothes lay strewn across the floor.
