Arts and Crafts By The Playing Mantis

 

            For as long as Kim could remember, her mother had enjoyed making pottery.  Every night, after dinner, her mother, Claire, would go down into the basement and two hours later emerge, covered from head to toe with clay and looking strangely satisfied even though Kim had never seen any of the pottery that her mother made.  One time when she was eight years old she asked her mother why she liked pottery so much.  She replied by saying, “I’ve been unable to truly cope with your father’s death even though it happened so many years ago.  Pottery is just something I do to take my mind off of him for a short while.” 

            “I don’t even remember Daddy,” said Kim.  “But I’m still sad about losing my bunny, Mister Hopsalot!  Could I come down with you next time?  If it takes your mind off of Daddy, maybe it’ll take mine off of Mister Hopsalot.”

            Instead of the smile and nod that she was expecting, Kim’s mother looked slightly anxious.  “I wouldn’t suggest you going down there any time soon,” she said carefully.  “Even with my supervision, you could easily burn yourself on the kiln or cut yourself if you break anything.  And I wouldn’t feel right in letting you get hurt.  We can find another pastime for you.  Something else to keep your mind occupied.” 

            That answer worked on Kim until she had turned fifteen and considered herself capable of taking care of herself, so she asked her mother, again, if she could go down with her and try out making pottery.  Her mother responded by putting a padlock on the basement door.  So, she joined a pottery club made up of her friends at school instead.  As it turned out, she was a natural at the craft and managed to win many awards in art competitions for her vases, urns and kraters (yes, this is an actual pottery term…I’m not making it up…I have a friend who does art…really…ed).  But something always bothered her about her mother’s reasons for keeping her out of the basement and her strange appearance after her sessions.  Even after her and her friends had the occasional ‘clay fight just for fun’ (actually, it was because the two girls who led the group were going out and got off on getting messy) she was never as much of a mess as her mother was every night.  When she was nineteen, she won the statewide art contest for her latest work, and her mother was so pleased with her that she offered to give her anything she wanted as a celebration gift.  Kim didn’t even think twice, she immediately asked to go down to the basement with her mother the next night.  Claire didn’t respond to this request.  She neither smiled nor screamed, said yes or said no, she merely turned and went to her bedroom, closing the door much to Kim’s bewilderment and disappointment.  She was hoping at least for a shouting match so she could force her mother to give her decent reasons for keeping her away.  But, no such luck, for the next couple of weeks, Kim would only see Claire at dinnertime and not for very long.  Claire had taken to eating her dinner while she was making Kim’s so that she wouldn’t have to talk to her daughter about the basement.  But Kim finally got her chance on her 20^th birthday when her mother, in a rush to get to the bus stop for work forgot her keys on the dining room table.  Kim, realizing that this was a once in a lifetime opportunity, first made sure her mother wasn’t going to come back any second and retrieve her keys.  Once she was sure her mother was safely on the bus she proceeded to change out of her pajamas and into her baggy, clay-stained sweatshirt and an old pair of jeans.  She also tied up her shoulder-length, chestnut-brown hair into a bun because she preferred it that way.  In all truth, she felt more comfortable in looking like that than showing off her good looks.  And at 20 years old she wasn’t very hard on the eyes.  After one more, quick peek out the window to make sure her mother wasn’t coming down the street looking for her keys, she quickly unlocked the door and entered the basement for the first time since she was born.  Finding the light switch was a problem for a short while and she almost fell down the stairs on more than one occasion, but she eventually managed to feel her way to the basement where she found a light bulb and pull string.  When she looked back up she saw that her mother kept a flashlight in a nook to the right of the stairs.  After grabbing the flashlight, she started to look around and was extremely disappointed by what she saw.  The place was completely empty, devoid of any ornament or anything that stood out.  She searched the place high and low and only managed to find the outside entrance to the basement that was only used by the furnace man.  Even if she had been able to unlock that door, she wouldn’t have been able to reach this area of the basement…the furnace was too big and blocked the doorway from the rest of the basement.  Kim was a little upset with her mother.  She couldn’t understand why her mother was so intent on hiding…well, absolutely nothing from her.  However, as she turned to leave, her foot caught on something causing her to trip and fall flat on her face.  She whirled around, pissed off beyond belief, and was surprised to see a trap door in the floor.  She couldn’t believe she missed it when she was looking around, but there it was.  Thinking she had finally found what she was looking for, she quickly opened the trap door.  Peering down, she saw what appeared to be a set of stone steps leading down into blackness.  Even the flashlight couldn’t help her see the bottom.  However, she did see a pull chain a few inches from the entrance.  Figuring that she had found the lights for this sub-basement, Kim put the flashlight down and went down the steps, pulling the chain when it was in reach.  The chain did indeed turn on the lights, but it had another, unexpected effect.  It caused the stairs to melt away, sending Kim to the floor of the basement faster than originally anticipated.  She was expecting to hit the hard floor and maybe bang her knees a little, so she was caught completely off-guard when she landed in a soft, slightly moist substance that quickly engulfed her to her upper thighs.  She shuddered involuntarily in disgust at the feel of the slime that was, even then, oozing into her jeans.  She quickly looked around the room, for a perch or something to get her out of the…She sniffed the air.  There was a gentle earthy smell that she recognized all too well.  It was clay.  This room was a clay pit.  It was probably man-made too by the feel of the bottom.  The only thing was, there didn’t seem to be any way for her to get out of the room.  The stairs were gone and there was no rope or anything.  There wasn’t even a platform that she could climb onto to get out of the clay.  She was stuck down there…until her mother came home.  Her mother was going to be pissed and there was nothing she could do about it.  She didn’t even have any clue as to what was going on down here.  Coming down to the basement had been a big mistake.  She wanted to go sit in the corner and cry, but if she did that, she’d probably drown.  This was the worst day of her life, and only made slightly better by the feel of the clay rippling against her inner thighs.  She actually started to moan softly when she realized that she hadn’t been moving.  So why was the clay rippling?  She slowly looked down and noticed that the clay around her was rippling towards her, while the clay that wasn’t near her was perfectly still.  It was just coming to her head that something was very wrong with the whole situation when she felt a hand start to rub her crotch…from inside her pants!  Startled, to say the least, she attempted to jump back, but something caught her leg and caused her to fall.  She did not, however, sink beneath the clay.  She was held up by what appeared to be a pair of strong hands.  They grabbed her around the arms and slowly lifted her up out of the clay and placed her gently on a section of hard clay that had just formed in the middle of the room.  She was now thoroughly freaked out by her current situation and wished she had never gone down to the basement in the first place.  The two hands that placed her on the platform suddenly grabbed her wrists and pulled her back so that she was laying down on the platform, while two more hands rose from the clay to grab her ankles and hold her in place.  Struggle as she might, Kim was unable to break free from the hands that held her down.  Her struggling stopped suddenly as she felt her legs being forcibly spread apart.  Another hand appeared and started to gently rub and stroke her crotch through her pants.  A flush came to her face as two more hands appeared and started massaging her breasts too.  She was slowly getting turned on by the hands and started squirming involuntarily and softly moaning.  Sensing her readiness for more, the clay that she was lying on softened slightly so that it was slightly springy and not so rough against bare skin.  The hands that held her ankles slowly released her, so she wouldn’t notice and quickly removed her sneakers, tossing them away like trash.  The hand that was rubbing her crotch then slowly unbuttoned her pants, causing Kim’s eyes to shoot open.  All thoughts of being aroused left her as the hand slowly, almost teasingly, unzipped her pants and started tugging them off of her.  “No!” she cried, “Stop that!”  But the three hands that were now working together were able to easily slide Kim’s pants off and toss them to the side where Kim saw them get pulled into the clay mire.  The hand that had been at her crotch before went back to it, gently rubbing her through her panties, causing her to gasp and bite down on her lip to keep from groaning out loud.  The other two, no longer content to hold her ankles down, started stroking her inner thighs as two more hands appeared to take their places on her ankles.  Soon, her entire lower half was covered in soft, silky clay and she was moaning and groaning in pleasure, quickly approaching climax.  The hands, seemingly realizing her current state, pleased her with more vigor sending her over the edge as she shuddered in climax, thrusting her hips into the hand at her crotch and screaming in pleasure.  The strength of her climax left her drained and panting on the clay, so the four upper hands took the opportunity to slowly remove her shirt, which they did with only weak protests from Kim.  The shirt was tossed away like the pants and shoes and as Kim watched it also get pulled under the clay she started to realize that no matter what she did, she couldn’t stop these hands from doing what they wanted.  She was completely at their mercy, because even if she got them off of her, more would most likely just come at her before she even had time to think.  On top of that, she still had no way to get out of the pit.  “I’m fucked,” she thought as she started to tear up again.  As if on cue, when she thought that, she felt her bra unclasp itself and the two hands that had been massaging her breasts exposed them, by taking her bra off.  Kim turned beet red by this exposure.  Even though these hands had brought her to climax and didn’t seem to have any visible eyes, Kim had never been very proud of her size.  Compared to her mothers D-cup breasts, her B-cups were rather small, but they were firm and perky and, unlike her mother, didn’t cause her any unnecessary back pain.  But, regardless of her thoughts on them, the hands took to her bare breasts with vigor, rubbing them, massaging them and gently pinching her nipples.  Being completely unused to this type of attention, Kim started groaning again.  Her previous boyfriends had attempted to grope her breasts, but had done it so poorly that it hurt her more than anything.  But these hands knew exactly how to handle her, and did so masterfully.  She was so aroused by the hands on her breasts that it hardly registered that her panties were being pulled away.  She watched through hazy eyes as her panties were pulled off and tossed away and then as, almost as an afterthought, the hands took her socks off too.  She was now completely naked and unprotected from the hands attentions.  Two hands quickly came back to her crotch and started rubbing her pussy and teasing her clit.  This sent her over the edge again as she felt like lightning was coursing through her body.  Falling into a swoon, she lay there in a semi-conscious state as the hands continued to fondle her, only a low moan escaping her lips.  Too tired to fight any more, she just let them have their fun, hoping that they would let her go when they were done.  The hand that was rubbing her pussy, noticing that she had stopped struggling, took the opportunity to insert two of it’s fingers into her, causing Kim to arch her back as she came again.  “This…isn’t…fair…” panted Kim to no one in particular.  “You guys…should be…getting tired too…”  As if in answer to her plea, the hands suddenly let her go and retreated into the clay, leaving her curled up in a ball, trying to catch her breath and wondering what was going to happen next.  After about five minutes had passed, she started to feel like she could move again, so she uncurled and started to look around.  The platform she was on was, disturbingly, starting to look like a bed with a pillow and even a hint of blankets.  She knew she had to get out of there before anything else happened.  She wasn’t sure if her body could take another assault like that right now.  Admittedly though, the thought of those hands coming back and having their way with her again didn’t frighten or disgust her.  Her hand unconsciously went to her crotch as she thought of how the hands had treated her.  As soon as her hand reached her pussy, she realized what she was doing and snapped out of it.  “This is not the time to be doing that,” she said to herself.  “I’ve got to figure out how to get out of here!”  She looked around wildly for another possible exit other than the trapdoor that she had fallen through and thought she saw a door at the other end of the room.  It was too dark to tell for sure, but it looked like a door from where she was sitting, and she was willing to take a chance on it.  Hoping that none of the hands would bother her while she was wading to the door, Kim slowly lowered herself back into the clay, slightly surprised that the feel of the clay sliding up her legs and against her crotch no longer disgusted her but made her feel lightheaded.  She steadied herself on the bedlike clay platform before taking a step out towards the door.  The motion caused the clay to rub against her already sensitive clit, causing her to almost pass out as she came again.  She fell back against the bed, panting softly, unsure of how to proceed.  The only thing she could think of was to cup her hands over her crotch while she walked, and it actually appeared to make the walk more tolerable.  She was still panting in arousal by the time she made it to the door, which turned out to have been nothing more than an optical illusion.  She beat against the wall in frustration as she started sobbing again.  She couldn’t take much more of this place, and felt like she was going insane the longer she stayed here.  And that’s when she felt them.  Two hands grabbed her legs and held them open, causing her to have to lean on the wall to keep her balance.  “Not again!” she cried looking back, expecting to feel another hand stroking her pussy.  Instead she almost fainted when she felt a pair of hands hold her pussy open and what felt unmistakably like a tongue start to lick her.  Kim started gasping and moaning in pleasure again as the tongue slid in and out of her, swirling itself around her pussy and flicking itself on her stiff clitoris.  She was about to cum again when she felt two more hands slowly spread her ass cheeks and another tongue start to lick her there too.  “No!” cried Kim.  “That’s not right…stop that!”  Neither of the tongues seemed very interested in listening to her and kept at their tasks making her pant with arousal.  She wasn’t sure why, but the tongue at her ass, no matter how weird it felt in the beginning, was starting to feel just as good as the one at her pussy.  Slowly, but surely, the tongues brought the young girl to the edge and when they knew she was right there, they both entered her sending her over the edge.  She came again, harder this time than the previous times, causing her legs to buckle and fall out from under her.  As she collapsed, the hands that had held her open gently caught her and, with the help of two more, slowly carried her back to the bed where they laid her down before disappearing again.  She laid on the bed for a minute or two before sitting up and looking desperately for another exit.  Instead, she saw that the bed she was on had become a fully formed four poster bed with a queen sized mattress and fluffy looking pillow.  For some reason, that scared her more than anything else she could think of, but she was too tired to do anything about it.  She just wanted to sleep for ten years or so, so she laid back on the bed and slowly closed her eyes.  She had probably rested for five minutes and was almost asleep when a sound to her left brought her back to the here and now.  She looked over at what had caused the sound, causing her to shoot up and scream.  Emerging from the clay was something that appeared to be humanoid.  It had the shape and build of a healthy thirty year old man.  It also had the erection of a healthy thirty year old man who was looking at a beautiful, naked twenty year old girl.  She was frozen in fear as the creature looked her up and down but something clicked in the back of her head when it started moving towards her.  She quickly jumped off the bed and tried to get as far away from the thing as possible.  Unfortunately, the clay hampered her in two ways: first it was really thick so she couldn’t move very fast, and secondly, it was turning her on.  By the time she was near the far wall of the room she was panting heavily more from arousal than exertion.  She looked back to see how close it was, only to see that it wasn’t there anymore.  She stopped, wondering if she had imagined it.  However, when she looked back at the wall, she saw that the creature was right in front of her, smiling slightly.  She backed away in horror, half expecting those cursed hands to come and stop her from getting away.  Instead, she got a few feet away from the creature before she lost her footing and fell.  The creature was there to catch her, which made her look up and then back at where it had been.  She had to wonder how it had moved that quickly.  Without giving her time to move, the creature gently picked her up, cradling her in its arms, and took her back to the bed.  It placed her in a sitting position on the edge of the bed, before kneeling in front of her and slowly undoing her hair tie, causing her hair to spill out behind her.  While her hair was being undone, Kim reached out a trembling hand and placed it on the chest of the creature in front of her.  It slowly sank into the creature and eventually exited from the back.  She shrank back in fear again and would have gone right off the edge of the bed if the creature hadn’t grabbed her ankle to stop her.  She whimpered softly as the creature slowly climbed onto the bed with her and gently moved her to the center of the bed.  It was positioning itself between her legs when Kim shouted, “Wait!  No!  I’m still a virgin!”  This outburst actually made the creature pause for a second with a look of doubt on its face.  Kim breathed a sigh of relief and started to get up when the creature put its hand on her stomach, holding her down.  She looked up in alarm as it turned its other hand into a long thin stick-like shape, and inserted it into her pussy.  Kim gasped as the implement probed deeply into her, past where her hymen had been broken two years ago, all the way to her cervix.  The creature quickly retracted its hand and gave Kim a lopsided grin.  “Had to try…didn’t I?” she asked causing the creature to chuckle silently.  The creature slowly repositioned itself before grabbing Kim’s hips and slowly inserting itself into her.  Kim watched, wide eyed, as the creature’s whole dick entered her in one long, smooth stroke.  Her head fell back on the clay pillow as the creature stayed still for a minute, making sure that Kim was ready.  It then started to fuck her gently and lovingly.  “Oh God!” moaned Kim, “Why does this feel so good!  It’s never felt this good before!”  The creature responded by gently massaging her breasts, causing Kim to squeal with delight.  Kim was panting in ecstasy and thrusting her hips back up at the creature as she was fucked, trying to get as much of it into her as she could.  The creature, sensing that she was getting close to climax, stepped up its pace, thrusting faster and harder, filling Kim’s body to capacity.  Soon enough, the end came for them both and they came together, Kim’s eyes shooting open when she felt what she thought was semen shooting inside her unprotected womb.  She was on the pill but wasn’t sure if it would have any effect on this thing’s sperm, or if they were even compatible.  But she let it slip from her mind when the creature pulled itself out of her.  It was still as hard as it had been, and it looked like it was already ready for another go.  She smiled weakly at the thought of another round but knew that she had to rest before she did anything.  The creature had other ideas, however.  It sat down, with its legs crossed before picking Kim up.  “No!  Wait!  I’m not read…Ahhhh!” she cried as the creature turned her around and sat her on its cock.  Holding her legs, it easily slid Kim up and down while simultaneously thrusting into her.  Kim, for her part, kept herself upright by holding onto the creature’s arms and laying her head on its shoulder, enjoying the sensations of the, surprisingly hard, cock moving inside her.  It wasn’t long before they both came again, and Kim took the opportunity to slowly slide the cock out of her and flop down on the bed again.  She was gasping slightly with a smile on her face and a slight sheen of sweat coating her body.  She had never had two fucks in a row like that and was extremely satisfied, so she was more than just slightly shocked when she felt the creature hold up her hips and enter her from behind.  It didn’t start fucking her right away though.  Kim started to feel a tickle around her ass and thought for a second that the creature was sticking a finger in there.  But, it didn’t feel like just a finger.  She looked back just in time to see another cock start to grow between her ass cheeks.  She gasped in shock before the creature brought it’s hips back and thrust both of it’s cocks into both of Kim’s holes, causing her to scream and a thin trickle of drool to flow from her mouth.  She had never tried anal sex before and she had to admit that this wasn’t the way she had planned on dealing with it.  She whimpered slightly as the creature held itself still until Kim’s ass relaxed around it’s girth.  It then proceeded to fuck her again.  Kim winced at the pain she felt from her ass, but it was slowly being replaced by a tickling sort of pleasure that she was unused to and unsure of.  She was okay with it, but she could live without it.  She told the creature as much between gasps and moans too.  If the creature understood her, it showed no signs of it, as it continued stroking in and out of her pussy and ass, without missing a beat.  Due to her less than glowing feelings about anal sex, it took her longer to get to climax this time than the previous two.  She was surprised at how well the creature held off cumming until she did, almost like it couldn’t if she didn’t.  And cum together they did; her like a tsunami and it like a fire hose.  “Don’t do that again,” said Kim seriously as she rubbed her ass, fully expecting to be sore the next morning if she didn’t die from sheer exhaustion.  She raised her eyebrows at the gray goo that was oozing out of her ass before realizing that this creature’s ‘cum’ was just more clay that it was shooting into her.  She looked up at it and was surprised to see it looked a little shamed.  “I’m sorry for yelling, but it hurt more than anything,” she said softly.  “You shouldn’t do that without warning a girl.  Not everyone likes that sort of thing.”  The creature seemed thoroughly chagrined at being scolded but nodded solemnly.  She smiled at it and said, “It’s okay.  As long as you’re sorry.”  She then laid down for what she hoped would be some well deserved rest.  However, it was not to be as the creature got her on her side and, lifting her leg a little, entered her from behind again.  “You just can’t…leave me alone…for even a minute…can you?” she panted as the creature fucked her and massaged her clit.  The creature responded by playing with her hair and kissing her neck.  Kim’s hands went to work on her own breasts this time as she finally started to truly get into the swing of things.  The sweat was pouring off of her body as the creature gave up all pretext of being gentle and started fucking her like there was no tomorrow.  Kim was moaning in ecstasy at the new pace and loving every minute of it.  She moved her hand down and started pinching her clit.  The hand that had been at her pussy moved up to take the breast that had been abandoned.  The two continued to tease and please her body for another minute or two before they both came once more.  Kim screamed like a banshee as the force of her climax made her arch her back so much, her head almost went through the creature that was still pumping it’s cum into her.  She turned her head and looked at the creature, gazing deeply into it’s eyes.  She could tell that she loved it, and that it loved her.  It slowly pulled it’s cock from her before embracing her and kissing her deeply and passionately.  She returned in kind, ignoring the taste of the clay, letting it’s tongue mix with hers as they clung to each other.  She no longer cared that this thing wasn’t human, she no longer cared that this thing had been raping her the whole time she was down there; all she cared about was that she loved it and that was all that mattered to her at that time.  No longer feeling tired, Kim pushed the creature onto it’s back before carefully mounting it.  The familiar feeling of it’s cock entering her inviting pussy sent a delightful shiver up her spine as she started to fuck the creature of her own volition.  Laying down on the creature without accidentally plunging into it was a small challenge, but she managed it with little difficulty.  Playfully tickling it’s chest with her hair proved futile, so she traced a heart in it’s chest with her finger instead.  Her hips bobbed up and down on the creature’s cock as Kim giggled and leaned down to kiss it again.  The lover’s mouths met and meshed together as Kim wrapped her arms around the creature’s neck.  As they both came closer to climax, Kim found that her current position was unfavorable to her original one.  She pushed herself back into an upright position, fondling her breasts and using her legs to slide up and down on the creature’s cock.  The creature, unable to do much else, thrust it’s hips up to meet hers and reached up and started squeezing her butt, much to her delight.  As the two reached a matching rhythm of thrusting, they came with the power of a typhoon, Kim nearly falling off her new lover before she collapsed on him in a near unconscious state.  They lay there, in each others arms, for a short while, while Kim caught her breath, before another round of heavy kissing.  Kim grinned as she started bobbing her hips on the cock that was still embedded in her.  Without breaking their kiss, the creature rolled them over onto Kim’s back and started to fuck her in earnest, while she wrapped her arms and legs around it, pulling it to her.  The two lovers kissed each other hungrily as their hips met at an almost blinding pace.  Kim’s nails dug into the creature’s back while the creature ran it’s fingers through her hair, which was becoming thick and slimy with clay.  The two fucked for what felt like hours but what was probably only a minute or two before they came again.  Kim laid back with a satisfied smile on her face as the creature rolled off of her.  They clasped hands as their eyes met and they smiled at each other.  “I love you,” said Kim as her eyes filled with tears.  “I can’t live without you.  Please, make it so we can never be apart again!  Make me one with you, in body and soul.  Please take me into you forever!”  She reached over, taking it’s cock in her hand and proceeded to stroke it slowly.  “Please,” she said as she kissed the creature, “Make me one with you for all time.  I need you.  Nothing else matters.”  The creature looked into her eyes and saw that she was serious, so it picked her up and stepped back into the clay, where it started to sink back in.  It kissed her passionately as it placed her on it’s cock again and thrust deeply into her.  As they were sinking together, hands emerged from the creature’s back and wrapped Kim’s legs and arms around the creature, holding them in place, but Kim either didn’t notice or didn’t care.  She was going to be with her lover forever now, and that was all that was on her mind.  As her legs started to sink into the clay, she felt that they were being massaged and rubbed erotically and her feet were being tickled playfully.  She giggled quietly as her ass settled into the clay and she felt a familiar tongue start to lick it, while two hands fondled her cheeks.  As soon as their hips disappeared into the clay, Kim felt the powerful thrusts of the creature’s cock pumping into her again and again, causing her to moan out loud.  Her stomach was gently kissed and her back was massaged and her breasts were sucked on as they all settled into the clay.  Even her arms were given the royal treatment as they sank in the clay.  Her hair spread out and lay flat on the surface of the clay as her shoulders and neck sank and disappeared.  Every part of her that was underneath the clay was being touch, fondled and massaged in such an erotic way that she was having a hard time breathing properly.  The fact that all of that clay was pressing in on her chest wasn’t helping matters any either.  Her breaths were coming in short gasps, because every time she exhaled the clay would push in further and not allow her to get a good breath, but she was fine with that.  Her head was just starting to sink beneath the surface when she heard her name being called, screamed actually.  She looked up in shock at her mother who was screaming her name and holding a rope for her to climb.  She could have easily reached it if she wanted to.  She noticed that she had stopped sinking and the creature that still held her was looking at her expectantly.  As she looked between the two things she loved more than anything else, she knew she had to choose and the creature was giving her the chance to think.  It had even released her one hand and shoved it to the surface so she could grab the rope if she so chose.  She looked at her mother who had loved her for her entire life and then at the creature who had been the most passionate lover she could have ever known.  She knew that if she went with her mother she would never be allowed down there again, but if she went with the creature she would never see her mother or anyone else ever again.  With tears in her eyes she looked up at her mother and slowly reached for the rope.  She slapped the rope away from her, dug her hand back into the clay to rest next to it’s pair, and shook her head at her mother.  She then looked back at the creature and said, “Come on, you bastard.  Stop teasing me and do it already.”  As her head started under the surface she started to kiss the creature deeply even though she was starting to feel lightheaded from lack of oxygen.  The last thing she felt before she blacked out was the creature cumming inside her again causing her to exhale the rest of her air with her orgasm. 

            The last thing Kim was expecting after blacking out was being awakened by a splash of cold water on her face, but that’s exactly what happened.  She shot up, sputtering, but the act made her extremely dizzy and she had to lie down immediately.  “Hey, calm down,” said a soothing voice at her ear.  “You’ve only just woken up.  You’ve got to be exhausted from all of your hard work.  Just lie back and rest awhile.”  She followed the disembodied orders and didn’t move.  Her whole body hurt like hell, especially her pussy and she was so light-headed that she couldn’t make out shapes very well.  “So, you can’t find her clothes?” she heard the voice say sarcastically, “Come on, cough them up.  No, I don’t care if you like her that much.  Alright, you can keep the underwear but give back the shirt, pants and shoes.  Yes, I know who you are and, yes, I have the right to talk to you like this!”  She heard four wet splat sounds as she looked over and saw four, brownish blob-like-things fall to the floor next to her.  She looked over to where the voice she heard was still talking and could barely make out the outline of a person, but she couldn’t figure out who it was yet.  “I know, that was so cute,” laughed the voice.  “I wish I’d thought of it when I first met you too.  And the way she scolded you.  That gave me the giggles.  If I hadn’t run upstairs, she would have heard me.  But, you’ve got to admit, she came around in the end.  Yes, yes, yes, the chase is what made her more entertaining.  Just stop it with the old pervert lines.  I know you’re older than the old perverts, but…Okay, okay, but old pervert lines weren’t invented when you were born.  Yes, I realize that you should probably stay with the times but…Okay, fine.”  The voice laughed as the human-shaped blob leaned over and appeared to kiss another human shaped blob that disappeared into a hole in the floor.  The first human-blob-thing slowly turned and walked over to her saying, “He says you’re the most fun he’s had with a new one in centuries.  I must admit to being a little jealous, but I can’t be mad.  After all, you are my daughter.”  The fuzziness in her eyes was slowly disappearing allowing her to focus properly and see that it was, indeed, her mother that was talking to her. 

            “Wait,” said Kim anxiously as she looked around and noticed she was back in the basement, “I shouldn’t be here!  Where’s…?” 

            She was stopped by her mother putting a finger on her mouth.  “It’s alright,” she said.  “You were being given a test.  And you passed it with flying colors.”  Kim looked extremely confused, causing Claire to smile, saying, “I’ll try to explain succinctly.  Our basement holds an earth elemental.  He has been living down there for longer than there has been civilization.  When the first humans came about they found the elemental and, deciding it was a god, sacrificed a young virgin to him.  Well, believe it or not, that virgin was our ancestor.  Because, after the elemental had had some fun with her he would always send her back up to rest and recuperate for another go.  So the natives, perfectly happy as long as their god was, decided to make the bloodline of that girl into priestesses for the earth elemental.  We have been here for generations, worshiping our god in the only way we know how, and he’s perfectly happy about it.” 

            “So,” said Kim slowly, “We’re priestesses who fuck our god to make sure he knows we care?” 

            Claire coughed slightly, saying, “Well, I don’t know if I’d put it like that.  But it does have a ring of truth to it.”  She coughed again before quickly changing the subject, saying, “Anyway, you, as a priestess, will gain a few abilities that you didn’t have before.  First and foremost is your ability to understand the speech of your god.  He doesn’t talk like us, so you’d need this ability to know what’s going on.  Another is that you will now be able to sense other priestesses in the world, even unawakened ones.”  Claire started to look uncomfortable sitting next to her daughter.  “However, um…actually, I’ll tell you like this.  Have you gotten any…uh…indecent proposals from any women lately?” 

            “Not that I can…” started Kim before about five or six entered her memory.  “Wait a second, yes.  Quite a few actually.  They were all acting really weird, like they were going to go crazy if I didn’t say yes.  I bolted from most of them, but was cornered by one in a public bathroom.  The only reason I escaped from her is that someone else came in at that time and distracted her so I could get away.  Wait, why are you asking me this all of a sudden?”

            Claire looked really uncomfortable sitting next to her daughter, doing her best to stare only at her face.  “Well, priestesses don’t really have sex except with their god and when attempting to have a daughter, so they need someone new on occasion.  And priestesses are naturally attracted to other priestesses…really attracted to them.”  So saying, she leaned down and kissed her daughter like she was kissing her lover, causing Kim’s eyes to shoot open.  Kim struggled against her mother for a second before, slowly, getting into it and kissing her back.  Claire slowly pulled herself away from her daughter, embarrassment covering her face.  “Sorry,” she said, “I’ve wanted to do that since you turned eighteen.  But I couldn’t, not until you awakened.”  Kim, for her part, was panting in lust at the sight of her own mother who she now saw as a beautiful and radiant human, as opposed to the mother who raised her.  “But now,” said Claire, noticing her daughter’s change in attitude, “We’d better get you to bed.  You should get some sleep before your priestess training begins.” 

            “Shouldn’t I take a bath or shower before I go to bed?” asked Kim quietly.  “I don’t want to mess up my bed.” 

            “Who said anything about going to your bed?” asked Claire with a wry smile.  “That room will be used to hold all of your things but you’ll be sleeping in the main bedroom from now on.” 

            Kim looked a little confused as she said, “The main bedroom, but isn’t that where you…?” she trailed off as realization dawned on her and her mother smiled and nodded as she picked Kim up in her arms and carried her to the stairs.  “You know, I think I like that idea.”

            “Oh, before I forget, there’s something that the two of us want you to do before too long, think of it as a special project,” said Claire as she leaned in to kiss her daughter.  Kim responded in kind, wrapping her arms around her mother’s neck as the two women ascended the stairs and quietly closed the basement door. 

 

To Be Continued…