Mother/Daughter Incest Futa - Under Dominion

I wrote most of this way back in May for my Live Journal, where I post slutty thoughts and fantasies of mine. Typically, entries consisted of pornographic junk pounded out in a horny madness within an hour or two, but I decided to try to do something a little more legitimately well written with dickgirls as the subject. This story was the result. The second half of it was kind of weak, though, and I meant to fix it...but due to being distracted by various other things, I never got around to that or to writing anything new. About a week ago, I finally redid that part and I think it came out much better this time.

I would've posted this earlier, but I wanted to have other people proofread it first and, uh...I agonized over the title for a while. Apparently I am not very good with those.

So, here it is, and I hope you guys enjoy it. Please post any and all comments and criticism that come to mind.

I recommend downloading it and reading it in Word Pad or MS Word rather than reading it straight from here, since I format my writing in book style rather than internet post style, which...the internet hates me for. It's just rich text format, so it should be viewable on Macs and any other set up.

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Just in case, I'll paste the story within the post too, but...well, now you know there's a good reason it looks all weird. :s

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Written by Atomic Punch

http://atomic-punch.livejournal.com/

Under Dominion

I’ve had a long week. I’m nearly done with high school, almost ready to take the next big step in my life, and over the past few days I’ve been given the kind of workload to remind me of that—I had to stay at school after the last bell just to catch up on my studying. But damn it all, it’s Friday, finally Friday, and now I’ve got the whole weekend ahead of me. I’m a girl who can appreciate a short, precious break.

I stumble through the front door of my house, dropping my backpack, weakly announcing my return to my parents, wherever they are. I hear a shower across the house; must be mom, dad’s probably still at work anyway. I make my way upstairs, exhausted further. It hadn’t dawned on me how hot it was outside on my walk home, but the lack of air conditioning now makes me aware of the sweat coating my entire body, sticking to my clothes. Of all the things to cut back on to save cash, they had to choose air conditioning. I don’t feel like bothering with a bath at this point, I’ll just be satisfied with a lengthy nap.

Entering my room, I sigh, stroking my burgundy red hair. The click of the door closing behind me is a sound of relief. The day coming to a close bursts through the window across from me, filling the room with an orange sherbet flavor. The smell of my sweat reaches me, a striking animal scent, triggering instincts within. I have every part of me all to