Chapter 8: Mother-daughter moment
The bathroom was a sanctuary of cool, sterile white, the porcelain sink gleaming under the harsh fluorescent light. The air smelled faintly of bleach and lavender soap, a sharp contrast to the musky, earthy scent that clung to Kim’s skin.
Ann’s fingers traced the curve of her daughter’s swollen pregnant belly, the water from the showerhead cascading over them both in warm, rhythmic streams. The steam curled around their naked bodies, the bathroom mirror fogged over with the heat of their shared breath. Kim leaned back against the cool tile wall, her fiery red hair plastered to her shoulders, her full, milk-heavy breasts rising and falling with each breath. Her belly, round and taut with the weight of her incestuous twins, pressed against Ann’s palm as her mother’s touch lingered, possessive and tender.
Ann’s cock stood rigid between her thighs, the thick shaft throbbing with need as she drank in the sight of her daughter’s pregnant body. The head glistened with pre-cum, the veins along the length pulsing with every beat of her heart.
The water from the showerhead cascaded over them both in warm, rhythmic streams, the steam curling around their naked bodies as Ann's fingers traced the curve of her daughter's swollen belly. Kim hummed contentedly, her eyes half-closed in pleasure as her mother's soapy hands glided over her skin. At six months pregnant with twins, the younger Possible looked like she was at the end of a regular pregnancy, with a third of the way still to go. Her cute navel had popped out, a cute little button in the center of her distended stomach, and she giggled as Ann's fingers swirled around it, tracing the delicate ridge of her stretched skin.
"Mommy, that feels so good," Kim murmured, her voice soft and breathy as she leaned back against the cool tile wall. The steam from the shower swirled around them, the bathroom mirror fogged over with the heat.
Ann's soapy hands glided over Kim's swollen belly, her fingers tracing the taut skin with possessive tenderness. "Do you like it, Kimmie-cub?" Ann smiled sensually, her voice dripping with motherly, and fatherly, love. "You like when Mommy touches the big, round belly she gave you?"
Kim moaned softly, her full, milk-heavy tits rising and falling with each breath as she leaned back against the cool tile. "Yes, Mommy," she whispered, her emerald eyes glazed with pleasure. "I love it when you touch my pregnant belly like this. It makes me feel so... Loved."
Ann's voice was a warm, velvety purr as her fingers traced the swollen curve of Kim's belly, her touch lingering on the taut skin stretched over their growing twins. "Because I do love you. You and our little ones. I'm the happiest grandma-to-be of the world, knowing that I was the one that pumped them inside your cute belly." Her words dripped with possessive pride, her breath hot against Kim's ear as she leaned in, her lips brushing the shell of her daughter's ear before trailing down to press a kiss against the delicate skin of her neck.
Kim shivered as her mother's lips pressed against her neck, her fingers tracing the curve of her swollen belly with tender possessiveness. The water from the showerhead cascaded over them both in warm, rhythmic streams, the sensation of the water mingling with the heat of their bodies as they stood pressed together in the steamy enclosure.
"I can't believe that I hesitated when you asked me to suck my cock, right here in the shower," Ann murmured against her daughter's skin, her voice thick with lust and affection. "It feels like a lifetime ago." Kim laughed, her hands going around her mother to press Ann against herself, the warm water cascading over their bodies. "It's been eight months, Mommy. And I'd do it again in a heartbeat. I love your huge cock almost as much as I love you." Her voice was thick with affection, her fingers tracing the curve of Ann's back as she pulled her closer.
The older woman's body fit against hers like a glove, her shorter height making her full, milk-heavy tits slot just below her mother's way bigger tits, her pregnant belly snug against the older redhead's abs. Ann's cock, hard and throbbing, strained against Kim's pregnancy, the thick shaft pressing between their bellies as the water cascaded over them both in warm, rhythmic streams.
The sensation of their bodies pressing together sent a shiver down Kim's spine, her fingers tightening around her mother's back as she leaned into the embrace.
"Mmmh, Mommy," Kim sighed, her arms wrapped around Ann, the warm, reassuring pillar of her life. As she moved slightly, her soaped-up body ground against Ann's, like a human sponge. "How can you be so soft and so hard at the same time?"
Ann chuckled, a low, velvety sound that rumbled through her chest and vibrated against Kim's swollen belly. "Because I'm your mother, baby girl," she murmured, her voice thick with affection and something deeper, something that made Kim’s thighs clench together. "Soft enough to hold you, hard enough to fill you up wuth your own baby sisters."
Her fingers traced the curve of Kim’s pregnant belly, the soapy water making their skin slick and smooth. The older woman’s cock throbbed against her daughter’s swollen stomach, the thick shaft twitching with need as she fought to keep her hips still. With her other hand behind Kim’s back, the older redhead finished soaping up her daughter, willing her cock to behave. She would like nothing more than to thrust forward and claim Kim once again, but her daughter's pregnancy needed a more careful touch.
Kim’s breath hitched as her mother’s fingers lingered on the taut skin of her distended stomach, the sensation sending a fresh wave of heat between her thighs. The water from the showerhead cascaded over them both in warm, rhythmic streams, the steam curling around their naked bodies as Ann’s touch grew more insistent. The older woman’s cock pressed harder against her daughter’s belly, the thick shaft pulsing with each beat of her heart as she fought to keep her hips still.
"Here we go, Kimmie-cub. All clean." Ann smiled, angling the showerhead to spray the pregnant teen with warm water. "Like new!"
Kim giggled as the water cascaded over her swollen stomach, the warm streams tracing the curves of her pregnant body. "You always know how to make me feel special, Mommy," she murmured, her fingers tracing the curve of Ann’s back as she stepped back from the embrace.
But then her expression shifted, her blush deepening to a crimson that had nothing to do with the warm water. "But... there is something I would need your help for." Kim’s voice trembled slightly, her fingers tightening around her swollen belly as she looked down at the floor. "I... I can’t see my pussy anymore, with this belly in the way." Her hands cradled her pregnant stomach, the taut skin stretched tight over her growing twins, and beneath it, the wet red curls of her pubic hair peeked out, wild and unruly.
Ann’s breath hitched, her cock twitching at the sight of her daughter’s exposed, neglected pussy. "Can you... can you shave my heart for me?" Kim whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of the shower. The words hung in the air, thick with vulnerability and need.
Ann’s gaze softened, her smile sweetening into something so tender it made Kim’s chest tighten. "Of course, Kimmie-cub. Mommy will shave your pussy for you." Her cock throbbed at the thought, the thick shaft twitching, but she steeled herself, swallowing hard. Closing the water with a sharp twist of the faucet, she stepped out of the shower, her bare feet pressing into the cool tile as she guided her daughter toward the bathroom counter. The mirror above the sink was still fogged from the steam, their reflections blurred into indistinct shapes—two redheads, one swollen with pregnancy, the other with something far more dangerous.
Kim followed without hesitation, her hands still cradling her belly as she perched on the edge of the counter. The porcelain was cold beneath her thighs, a sharp contrast to the warmth of the shower.
Blushing furiously, as if her mother hadn't seen her in far more compromising poses, Kim spread her legs, leaning back against the fogged mirror, showing her hairy pregnant pussy to her beautiful shemale mother. Ann's cock, that was slowly losing its erectness, was back at full mast in mere instants. "Fuck, Kimmie-cub. You're a sight to behold," Ann breathed, her voice thick with lust as her gaze drank in the sight of her daughter's swollen, hairy cunt. The red curls were wild and unruly, framing the glistening pink folds beneath, the lips already slick with arousal. The sight of her daughter's pussy, so exposed and vulnerable, sent a fresh surge of blood to Ann's cock, the thick shaft throbbing with need as she stepped closer, her fingers itching to touch.
She took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves, only to fill her nose with Kim's musky cunt perfume, warm, earthy, and intoxicating, like the scent of ripe peaches left too long in the sun. The smell made her head swim, her fingers trembling slightly as she reached for the razor. She was a surgeon, and used to working under stress. She could handle this.
"Okay, Kimmie-cub," Ann murmured, her voice low and steady despite the heat pooling in her gut. "Let’s get you nice and smooth, yeah?" She grabbed the shaving cream from the counter, the can cold against her palm, and squeezed a generous dollop into her hand. The foam hissed as it expanded, the scent of aloe and mint cutting through the thick, heady musk of Kim’s arousal.
Ann’s fingers trembled just slightly as she spread the cool cream over her daughter’s swollen pussy, the white foam contrasting sharply against the flushed pink of Kim’s pregnant lips. The hair there was already damp, clinging to the slick folds in wild red curls, and as Ann’s fingertips brushed against them, Kim let out a soft, needy whimper.
“Fuck, Mommy…” Kim breathed, her thighs trembling as the cream melted into her heat. The cold foam made her clit throb, the sensitive bud already peeking out from between her folds, glistening with arousal. Her belly, heavy and round with twins, shifted slightly as she arched her back, pressing her pussy further into Ann’s touch. “That feels so good…”
Ann swallowed hard, her cock twitching against her thigh as she worked the cream deeper, her fingers sliding between Kim’s folds, spreading the foam with deliberate slowness.
The pregnant teen’s breath hitched, her swollen belly rising and falling with each ragged exhale, her thighs trembling as her mother’s touch sent electric pulses through her body.
"I hope you can appreciate the restraint I'm showing, Kimmie-cub," Ann joked as she finished covering the pregnant teen's pussy with the cream, her fingers lingering just a moment too long on the slick folds. She wiped her hands on a towel, the white fabric coming away streaked with foam and the faintest hint of Kim's arousal. "But I guess it would be difficult to shave your pussy with my cock inside it."
Kim let out a breathless laugh, her fingers digging into the edge of the counter as she spread her legs wider. "Mommy, you're so nasty," she whined, her voice thick with need as she watched Ann reach for the razor. The blade glinted under the fluorescent light, sharp and precise, just like the woman holding it.
Ann’s fingers trembled ever so slightly as she guided the razor along the delicate curve of Kim’s swollen mound, the cool metal parting the thick foam with surgical precision. The first stroke was slow, deliberate—Ann had performed countless procedures with steady hands, but this was different. This was her daughter’s body, her pregnant pussy, the place where she had buried her cock again and again, where she planted the twins now growing inside that taut belly. The thought sent a fresh surge of heat to her own cock, the thick shaft twitching against her belly as she worked.
The razor glided smoothly over Kim's skin, leaving behind a trail of smooth, pink flesh. The younger Possible squirmed, her breath hitching as the cool metal traced the sensitive folds of her pussy, her fingers digging into the edge of the counter as she tried to get a better look. But her swollen tits and round belly blocked her vision, hiding her mother's hands from sight, leaving her to rely on the sensations alone as Ann carefully shaped the unruly bush into her signature heart, just above the cleft of her pussy.
"Mommy, I can't see what you're doing," Kim whined, her voice thick with need as she tried to lean forward, trying to look over her heavy belly. "Are you making it nice and neat for me?"
Ann chuckled, her fingers lingering just a moment too long on the slick folds of her daughter's pussy, the razor gliding over the sensitive skin with practiced ease.
"Of course, Kimmie-cub," she sing-songed, tilting the razor to properly shape the heart of red pubic hair. "Your pussy is gonna be the prettiest ever." The older woman's voice was thick with affection, her breath hot against Kim's inner thigh as she worked.
It would be a very touching, romantic and intimate moment for a couple of lovers, if the two lovers weren't a pregnant teen cheerleader, and her gorgeous shemale mother that got her pregnant.
Instead, it was a very romantic, intimate, and absolutely erotic moment, with a teen perched on the bathroom counter with her legs spread, her erect mother between them, shaving her pregnant pussy with tender care.
Finally, the older redhead seemed satisfied with her work, the unruly bush of her daughter's pussy tamed and shaped into a cute red heart. Ann left the razor resting on the counter, using the towel to gently clean her daughter of the leftover shaving cream, her fingers lingering just a moment too long on the smooth skin of Kim's freshly shaved pussy. "Here we go," Ann murmured, her voice thick with satisfaction. "So plump and pretty and kissable."
Kim's breath hitched as the towel traced the sensitive folds of her freshly shaved pussy, the cool fabric sending a shiver through her body. Her belly, swollen with twins, shifted slightly as she arched her back, pressing her pussy further into her mother's touch. The air in the bathroom was thick with the scent of aloe and mint from the shaving cream, mingling with the musky aroma of Kim's arousal.
Ann's fingers stilled on her daughter's smooth, freshly shaved pussy, her breath catching in her throat. "Yes, so kissable..." she repeated, her cheeks flushed a deep crimson, her breath short and uneven. Mesmerized by the sight before her, Kim's spread, pregnant pussy, the fleshy cuntlips opened like dewy petals of the most beautiful flower. "Do I get a kiss for my services?" Ann whispered, her voice husky with desire.
"Of course, Mommy. Come up here so I can—*eek!*"
Before Kim could finish her sentence, Ann lunged forward, her lips pressing against the slick folds of her daughter’s freshly shaved pussy with a wet, hungry sound. The older woman groaned into the tender flesh, her tongue immediately delving deep, parting the swollen lips with practiced ease. The taste of Kim—sweet, musky, and undeniably her own—exploded across Ann’s tongue, making her cock throb against her belly. Her fingers dug into the soft flesh of her daughter’s hips, pulling her closer, as if she could somehow merge their bodies together.
Kim gasped, her fingers tangling in her mother’s hair as the older woman’s tongue worked its magic. The sensation was electric, a jolt of pleasure shooting straight up her spine as Ann’s mouth moved against her in slow, deliberate circles.
Her mother’s tongue was deep inside her, fucking her with slow, hungry strokes, her lips sealed around Kim’s swollen pussy like a second mouth, kissing her cunt with the same passion she’d kiss her lips. Ann’s eyes were half-lidded, her green irises glazed with lust as she drank her daughter in, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she feasted on the slick, trembling flesh.
Kim’s fingers tightened in her mother’s hair, her back arching off the counter as pleasure coiled tight in her belly. “Oh fuck, Mommy!” she gasped, her thighs trembling as Ann’s tongue worked her over with slow, deliberate strokes. The older woman groaned into her, the sound vibrating through Kim’s body as she lapped at her daughter’s juices, her cock throbbing against her own stomach, leaking pre-cum onto the tile floor.
"Yes, Mommy, drink my cunt," Kim moaned, her voice thick with need as one of her hands rose to grope one of her heavy, milk-filled tits. The weight of her breast was almost unbearable, the skin stretched taut over the swollen flesh, her nipple already hard and leaking a thin stream of milk. "Get deep enough to taste our babies!"
Ann’s tongue plunged deeper, her lips sealing around Kim’s slick folds as she sucked and licked with a desperation that bordered on worship. The taste of her daughter's pussy was intoxicating, a heady mix of sweetness and salt, the musky scent of her arousal filling the steamy bathroom. Ann’s fingers dug into the soft flesh of Kim’s hips, pulling her closer, her tongue swirling around the entrance to her daughter’s cunt, lapping at the slickness that dripped from her.
But then, with a sudden, desperate groan, she couldn’t resist anymore. Her mouth left Kim’s wet pussy with a loud, slurping noise, a thin strand of saliva and Kim’s juices bridging between her lips and her daughter’s swollen folds for a heartbeat before snapping. Ann kissed her way up, her lips leaving wet spots on Kim’s taut, pregnant belly, her tongue flicking out to taste the salt of her daughter’s skin. She moved higher, her mouth closing around one of Kim’s heavy, milk-filled tits, sucking hard enough to draw a gasp from Kim’s lips as a thin stream of milk leaked into her mouth. The sweet, creamy taste of her daughter’s milk only made her cock throb harder, the thick shaft twitching against her belly as she finally reached Kim’s lips.
Ann’s mouth crashed against her daughter’s in a desperate, hungry kiss, their tongues tangling together as she pressed her body flush against Kim’s—her swollen belly, her heavy, milk-filled tits, the slick heat of her freshly shaved pussy. The older woman’s cock, thick and throbbing, rested against the spread lips of Kim’s cunt, the swollen head already slick with pre-cum as it nestled between her folds.
Kim moaned into the kiss, her fingers tangling in Ann’s hair as she arched her back, pressing her pussy harder against her mother’s cock. The sensation was electric, the thick shaft pulsing against her sensitive flesh, the heat of it making her clit throb. She could feel the wetness between her thighs, the slickness of her arousal coating the older woman’s cock as it rested against her, the head already nudging at her entrance.
A subtle shift of her hips—barely more than a sigh—and Ann was inside her, the thick shaft gliding into her pussy with the ease of eight months of lovemaking, of countless nights spent tangled together in this very house. There was no resistance, only the warm, wet embrace of the girl she loved most in the world, her body welcoming her mother back as if they had never been apart.
The sensation was overwhelming. Kim’s breath hitched, her fingers tightening in Ann’s hair as her mother’s cock stretched her open, filling her cunt completely. The thickness of it pressed against her inner walls, the veins along its length pulsing with each slow, deliberate thrust. Her pregnant belly shifted slightly with the movement, the taut skin stretching as Ann’s hips rolled forward, driving her deeper.
The older woman’s breath was hot against Kim’s neck, her lips pressed to the tender skin just below her ear as she whispered, “I love you, Kimmie-cub. So much.” Her hips moved in slow, tender thrusts, her cockhead kissing Kim’s cervix with each gentle push, the sensation sending waves of pleasure through her body.
Kim’s fingers tightened around her mother’s back, her nails digging into the soft flesh as she held on, her body rocking with Ann’s slow, loving rhythm. “I love you too, Mommy,” she gasped, her voice thick with emotion as she felt her mother’s love in every tender thrust. Her body was filled with a warmth that had nothing to do with arousal, a tender, loving heat that spread from her chest, filling her with a sense of peace and belonging.
The two incestuous redheads fucked and cuddled right on the bathroom counter, Ann hilted inside Kim, making out, whispering sweet nonsense to each other as they cuddled-fucked. The older woman’s dick was buried deep inside her daughter, the thick shaft pulsing with each slow, deliberate thrust, the veins along its length pressing against Kim’s inner walls. The pregnant teen’s fingers traced the curve of Ann’s back, her nails digging into the soft flesh as she held on, her body rocking with her mother’s slow, loving rhythm.
Kim’s breath hitched as Ann’s cock pulsed inside her, the thick shaft stretching her open with each tender thrust, the veins along its length pressing against her inner walls. The older woman’s breath was hot against her neck, her lips pressing kisses to the tender skin just below her ear as she whispered, “I love you, Kimmie-cub. So much.”
And then, without warning, Ann’s hips stilled, her cock twitching deep inside Kim’s tight cunt. A low, guttural groan escaped her lips as her body tensed, her fingers digging into her daughter’s hips as she came. The first thick pulse of cum flooded Kim’s cunt, the warmth of it spreading through her body as Ann’s cock throbbed, filling her with rope after rope of hot, sticky seed.
Kim moaned into her mother’s mouth, her fingers tightening in Ann’s hair as she felt the older woman’s cock twitching inside her, pumping her full of thick, creamy cum. She could feel it dripping out around the base of Ann’s shaft, the excess running down her thighs as her mother’s hips stilled, her breath coming in ragged gasps.
Kim had already made it plenty clear that her mother could, no, had to cum inside her. Once the younger redhead gave birth, there was no doubt she’d find herself pregnant again very quickly. The thought sent a fresh wave of heat through her body, her pussy clenching around Ann’s cock as she rocked her hips against her mother’s, milking every last drop of cum from the older woman’s throbbing shaft.
"Fuck, Mommy," Kim whispered, her voice thick with satisfaction as she smiled softly, her cheeks flushed a deep, rosy pink. "If I wasn’t already pregnant, you would be knocking me up right now."
Ann’s breath hitched, her cock twitching deep inside Kim’s swollen cunt as she heard her daughter’s words. The idea of planting another set of twins inside her, of stretching her even further, filling her with more of their love, sent a fresh surge of blood to her shaft, making it throb with renewed hunger. She groaned, her lips pressing against Kim’s neck as she rolled her hips, grinding her cock deeper into her daughter’s tight, cum-filled pussy. "You’re damn right I would, Kimmie-cub," she murmured, her voice rough with lust. "I’d keep you pregnant forever if I could." Ann’s voice was rough with desire as she spoke against Kim’s lips, her cock still buried deep inside her daughter’s swollen cunt. The warmth of her breath mingled with the scent of their arousal, thick in the steamy air of the bathroom. "I’d fill you up so full of my babies that you’d never be empty again."
Kim’s smile widened, her green eyes sparkling with a wicked, possessive hunger. "Really, Mommy?" She hugged her mother closer, her arms wrapping around Ann’s back, her fingers digging into the soft flesh as she rocked her hips, grinding herself against the thick cock still buried inside her.
"I thought about it too, Mommy..." Kim whispered, her voice trembling with need as she pressed her lips to her mother’s ear. "I love being pregnant. I love carrying your babies, our babies. I want more. I want to give birth to our babies again and again and again. Until I'll risk giving birth if I sneeze too hard. Until I can’t get pregnant anymore."
The words sent a fresh surge of heat through Ann’s body, her cock twitching deep inside Kim’s swollen cunt as she listened to her daughter’s desperate confession. The idea of filling Kim up again and again, of watching her belly swell with their children, of feeling her tight, pregnant pussy clench around her cock as she came—it was intoxicating. Her breath hitched, her fingers tightening around Kim’s hips as she rolled her hips, grinding her cock deeper into her daughter’s tight, cum-filled pussy.
"Let's do it again, Mommy," Kim moaned, closing her legs around Ann's waist, keeping her mother inside her. "Once I give birth, get me pregnant again. On purpose, this time. No more birth control. I never want to have periods, ever again."
Ann’s breath caught in her throat, her cock twitching violently inside Kim’s tight, cum-slicked pussy.
Her fingers tightened around her daughter’s hips, the tips pressing into the soft flesh as she stared at her, wide-eyed. "You want to be pregnant... for the rest of your life?" The words came out in a choked whisper, disbelief warring with the dark, intoxicating thrill of possibility.
"No, no, Mommy," Kim smiled, her hands gently stroking her swollen belly as if soothing the twins inside. "Just for the next... thirty years or so. Until I go into menopause." Her voice was soft, dreamy, as if she were describing a pleasant daydream rather than a lifetime of relentless, unending pregnancy.
Ann’s cock pulsed again, the thick shaft throbbing inside her daughter’s cunt as she processed the words. Her mind raced, images flashing through her head—Kim’s belly growing rounder and rounder, her tits swelling with milk, her body stretched and filled with their children again and again.
The thought made Ann’s cock throb violently inside her daughter’s tight, cum-filled pussy, the thick shaft pulsing with each beat of her heart as she imagined the endless possibilities of keeping Kim pregnant forever.
"Would you... like that, Mommy?" Kim smiled, her voice lowering to a seductive whisper. "Keeping me and Shego pregnant until our fifties, until our house is filled with children and love? Until my tits are bigger than my head and my pussy is shaped like your cock?"
Ann’s breath hitched, her fingers tightening around Kim’s hips as she stared into her daughter’s eyes. The idea was intoxicating, a dark, forbidden fantasy that sent a fresh surge of blood to her cock, making it throb inside Kim’s swollen cunt. The thought of filling her daughter up again and again, of watching her belly grow rounder and rounder, her tits swelling with milk, her pussy stretched wide to accommodate her cock—it was too much. Too perfect.
Ann leaned forward, her lips brushing the shell of Kim’s ear, her voice a dark, conspiratorial purr that sent shivers down the pregnant girl’s spine. "Once you give birth, I’ll knock you up again. As much as you want."
Kim’s breath hitched in her throat, her round belly pressing against Ann’s softer one as she melted into the embrace. The words weren’t just a promise—they were a vow, thick with the weight of something eternal. Her fingers trembled as they traced the curve of Ann’s back, nails digging in just enough to leave faint crescents in the soft flesh. "You mean it?" she whispered back, her voice thick with disbelief and something darker—something that felt like hunger. "Not just once? Not just when it’s convenient? Every damn time?"
Ann’s cock twitched inside her, the thick length still buried deep in Kim’s cum-filled pussy, slick and swollen and so damn ready.