Abby's Christmas Magic (futa, magic, portals, nc, selfcest, impregnation, incest)

Abby Rhode had her life planned. Accepted into the Air Force Academy, she was set to live her dream. The lovely futa longed to lose her virginity first though. Just before Christmas she meets someone who can help. Armed with a witch’s portal spell, Abby plans on bagging a fertile virgin pussy. She’ll learn Christmas Day that things never work out the way they do in online sex stories.

Author's Note: Here we are eleven days into 2013, and I'm finally ready to post my 2012 Christmas story! Sorry for the delay, but my quick little tale turned into a 24K word major work. Just think of it as being REALLY early for next year!

Abby’s Christmas Magic

By

Honey Moon

Abigail Scholarly Rhode, Abby, to her few friends, was indulging in her favorite past time. “She’s a hottie!” she whispered as a busty older woman passed the window of the coffee shop.

“What’s that, sweetheart?” her mother asked before taking another sip of her latte.

Abby hadn’t meant to say that out loud! Her mother did not favor public displays of her daughter’s obvious orientation. So many narrow minded people would talk! Thinking fast, she brought the conversation back to an old favorite subject. “Uh, why did you saddle me with such a dumb name? I don’t even like the Beatles, mom!”

Her mother raised an eyebrow. “Darling, be thankful I gave you an English name. Your aunt campaigned long and hard for me to name you after her.”

“Rue Morgue Rhode?” Abby shuddered. “Forget I said anything! I love aunt Rue, but she sounds like a character from the Addams Family! Besides, Rue means road. That’s a redundant pun!”

“Repetitive, too.” The older woman smiled. “I could have named you Amber, after me.”

“At least only history buffs would get the stupid historical road pun in YOUR name!”

“Oh hush!” Amber looked at her watch. “I’m off now, sweetheart.” She winked at her lovely seventeen year old daughter. “Don’t try following me now. I have to finish my Christmas shopping, and I don’t want you snooping. Santa wouldn’t like that.”

“Mother please, I’m not a little kid any more. I know you supply the Christmas presents. I’ve known for almost six years!” She giggled and gave her mother a wink. “Besides, Santa already knows what I want!”

Amber laughed with her daughter. “That’s fine dear. Now, are you sure you don’t need a ride home?”

“Mom, I’m perfectly capable of taking the train or bus! Now don’t worry about me, and go enjoy your one true love…Shopping!”

“I should resent you making me sound so shallow, but I simply must make the sale at Nordstrom!”

Abby watched as her mother hustled off. The beautiful blonde seemed oblivious to all the male heads she turned as she charged out of the coffee shop. Every eye in the place seemed locked onto the sway of her hips as the curvy wom