Evelyn frowned a little and shook her head.<span style="color: #ff4d4d"> "that would be great but since it isn't possible I'm not going to get worked up over it."</span>Lorna whined quietly and shook her head.<span style="color: #ff4da6"> <span style="color: #ff0080">"why not?"</span></span><span style="color: #003366">"because when we play i am in charge."</span>Vestla was taller then a normal Succubus, probably because she stood straighter on her legs, her skin was a much lighter red then that of a Succubus and her hair was deep blue instead of the typical black. she was dressed in a mageweave loincloth and underbust corset pushing up and exposing her breasts.<span style="color: #ff99cc"> "two? you only left a year ago... i thought Night Elven pregnancies were nearly a year to begin with?"</span><span style="color: #003366">"i spent a bit of time in an alternate timeline, for me its been twelve years since i saw you."</span><span style="color: #ff99cc">"oh. well, congratulations twice then." </span><span style="color: #003366">"thank you."</span>she raised one hand and energy shimmered around them and she raised her voice to speak freely as Lorna squirmed and whined quietly. standing so near her mother revealed just how much like her Lorna was, her skin was too pink for a Dryad, her breasts were large d-cups, her lips were soft and full and her eyes had just the slightest pink glow to them. she also lacked the white spots her kind were famous for, instead her coat was a solid, silky looking brown and her hair was black and far smoother then that of a normal Dryad. instead of the usual bra her kind ran around in Lorna was wearing a full shirt that covered her completely.<span style="color: #003366">"so, care to explain to me why you were apparently fighting with your parents?"</span><span style="color: #ff0080">"it's her fault i feel this way! if her kind weren't raging sluts i wouldn't be like this!"</span><span style="color: #006633">"she gets this way when she suppresses her needs for too long..."</span><span style="color: #ff99cc">"it's not my fault this planet is populated by prudes who find shame in the very act that creates life and gives great pleasure. i have been here ten thousand years and i still cant wrap my head around how stupid all of you are about the way you were made. sure, if you all sprung from seeds like a normal Dryad i could understand regarding your genitals the way you do but guess what."</span>she started pointing at everyone present except Romas.<span style="color: #ff99cc">"you were all born because your parents had sex, usually a lot of it to have you."</span>she stopped on her daughter and shook her head.<span style="color: #ff99cc"> "you are a Dryad for Luala's sake! you are supposed to be at ease with every aspect of nature, including nudity, sex and your own natural urges and desires."</span><span style="color: #ff0080">"what is natural about being fucked by fifty Stags in tw-"</span>she cut herself off and turned as red as Ras' hair while Sharindia smirked.<span style="color: #003366">"it wouldn't take so many if you didn't hold yourself back for so damned long."</span><span style="color: #ff0080">"th-thats n-not the point."</span><span style="color: #003366">"then what is?"</span><span style="color: #ff0080"> "i shouldn't feel this way at all! it's unnatural for me to feel this way!"</span>Sharindia snorted and shook her head.<span style="color: #003366">"what could be more natural then you having aspects of both your parents?"</span>Lorna whined and shook her head.<span style="color: #ff0080">"but why this one?"</span><span style="color: #ff99cc">"it could be worse, you could have gotten my sense of taste. i can only eat two kinds of fruits, three kinds of vegetables, spider meat and two kinds of fish without throwing up because it all tastes so disgusting i can barely stand the smell. or maybe you would prefer the weak telepathy? it's not enough to put to any use on this planet, your brains are all too different so all i get is a constant drone of irrelevant noise in my head that i can only escape by going up the mountain with your father or getting blackout drunk."</span>Lorna shook her head and squirmed.<span style="color: #ff99cc">"you got my lust, which if you would just stop hating it and me you would learn to love it. your father certainly doesn't bitch about me swallowing his cock anytime the urge strikes me."</span>this time it was Romas' turn to squirm and he shook his head.<span style="color: #006633">"dear-" </span><span style="color: #ff99cc">"no! she needs to hear it! i am done letting the rules of your world hurt my only child. i suffered too much for too long to bring her into this world to watch her torture herself."</span>she turned to face Lorna again and grabbed her by the front of her shirt and pulled her daughter down to her level.<span style="color: #ff99cc"> "you will start taking care of yourself or i am going to start following the laws of my world and the customs of my people."</span><span style="color: #ff0080">"what do you mean?"</span><span style="color: #ff99cc">"i have the legal right and obligation to stop any and all self destructive behavior my child engages in by any means i deem necessary. you cannot challenge this right of protection until such time as you have your own child and can prove the self destructive behavior is to benefit your own child."</span>Lorna looked at her mother confusedly and shook her head.<span style="color: #ff0080">"i don't understand."</span>Vestla sighed angrily and released her daughter.<span style="color: #ff99cc">"take care of your burning twat or i will give Sharindia my blessing to fuck this stupidity out of you!"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>