>>5658949>>5659041>>5659150>>5659152But as the night progresses, you start to feel uneasy. You can't just ignore the fact that your mother is possessing another person's body and using it for her own pleasure.
You try to bring up the subject, but she dismisses your concerns with a wave of her hand.
"Don't worry about Elsa," she says. "I'll take good care of her."
But you can't shake off this feeling of guilt and disgust. This isn't right - you know it deep down in your gut.
As the night draws to a close, your mother invites you back to her place. You hesitate at first, unsure if you want to continue down this path.
But then again...Elsa is hot. And while your mother may be possessing her body, it's not really YOUR MOTHER'S body anymore, is it?
You decide to play along - just long enough to get laid.
Your mother is surprised but pleased at your sudden change of heart. She eagerly leads you into the bedroom where your mother guides you into bed.
"Maybe I didn't raise such a boring boy after all," she whispers seductively in your ear before taking the lead."You're going to love this. Her body still has its muscle memory..."
And for a moment...you do love it.
As things heat up in the bedroom, you find yourself lost in pleasure. The soft curves of Elsa's body under your hands, her lips on yours as she eagerly takes you in.
Your mother watches with dark satisfaction from behind her eyes, until suddenly, something shifts. You feel a strange energy coursing through your body and your mind clouds over.
You realize that you are being ensorcelled! Trapped by some dark magic that is beyond your amateur level of understanding. It's like an invisible force has taken hold of your will and twisted it to its own purpose. Every cell in your body yearns for more pleasure, more submission to this unknown force.
And then...you're lost. Your consciousness fades away into nothingness as magic brainwashing takes hold of you completely.
When you come back to yourself again, everything feels different. Your thoughts are not entirely yours anymore - they're mixed with foreign whispers that tell you what to do and how to act.
You try to resist but can't seem to break free from their grasp. It's like every part of who you are has been co-opted by these dark forces that now control everything about you.
The last thing you remember before losing all semblance of free will was thinking: was it worth it? Despite all you efforts, you gave into your mother's depravity, and now you are just another pawn of Wicked Branch.
"Good boy."
(The End.)
