Lost in Translation

Hi, I just wrote this up today. It's part of a planned 3 chapter series. First of all, a warning, this chapter is very tame compared to what later ones are planned to contain. Later chapters will involve heavy body modification, incest, pregnancy, birth and perhaps other elements that some may find distasteful. What they will not include is watersports, scat, guro/gore and any male characters. Be sure to check the tags before you read, and if you're up for it then enjoy my first futa story.

P.S: Feedback is always appreciated.

EDIT: Chapter 3 complete. The most extreme chapter of all, but I'm sure it's nothing most of you haven't seen before. Expect heavy incest and impregnation themes.

Chapter 1

Lost in Translation

Chapter 1

A delicate palm pressed gently against the glass of an extravagant window. Two ice-blue eyes took in the wonders that the portal portrayed. Beyond that thin pane lay a beautiful realm of colour and life. To any regular person it was simple forest scenery, but to the frail girl who sat upright in bed it was an inaccessible paradise. She sighed wistfully, her breath causing the red bangs of hair that usually covered her face to sway gently.

“Big sister…” she whispered to herself, “When are you coming home?”

Suddenly, the door to her room swung open. A stern-faced woman stood in the doorway, glaring at the girl with eyes of identical colour.

“What are you doing?” she demanded.

“I was just-” the girl began.

“You don’t have time to idle away like this!” scolded the woman, her voice tinged with hues of madness. A few stray pale blonde strands were hanging loose from the bun of hair atop her head, which only added to her unhinged appearance.

“Mother, please…” the red-haired girl pleaded, “I don’t feel very well…”

It would have been obvious to any bystander that the girl was speaking the truth. Her countenance was deathly pale and small beads of sweat lined her forehead. Nevertheless, her mother strode purposefully towards her bed.

“Haven’t you been listening to the doctors?” she asked rhetorically as she clutched the young girl’s wrist, “You don’t have long left! That’s why this is even more important!” The girl winced in pain as she was dragged from her bed, but she raised no complaint. Right now, she drew comfort and strength from thoughts of her big sister. Surely she would be returning any day now, surely…

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Dim candlelight struggled in vain to ward off the voracious darkness. It was incredibly difficult to see, but the young woman toiled on regardless. A pure white piece of chalk in hand, she continued to sketch a pattern onto the cold stone floor while on her knees. Occasionally she would brush her pale blonde hair aside and glan