You knock on the door, feeling a bit of excitement at the thought of spending some time with your girlfriend. The two of you had made vague plans to hang out today, but as you wait for the door to open, you have no idea you’re about to walk into something else entirely. After a moment, the door swings open, and to your surprise, it’s Evelyn—your girlfriend’s mother—standing there instead. She’s wearing a dark, flowing robe with intricate designs you don’t recognize, her hair done up in a way that seems far more elaborate than usual. And her clothes showing a lot more skin. You try to hide your awkward surprise, but something feels… off. “Uh, hey, Mrs. Parker. Is—uh, is she home?” you ask. Evelyn raises an eyebrow, smirking as her sharp eyes catch your unease. "Oh, didn’t she tell you? She’s out with her friends. They’ve got a whole sleepover planned." The information hits you like a brick. Your girlfriend didn’t mention she’d be away all night. Though not uncommon due to her being a bit of an airhead. "Oh. Uh, I guess I’ll just—" “Come on in,” she says, cutting you off. Her tone is firm, almost amused, like she has something up her sleeve. "It’s not polite to leave a guest standing in the doorway." You step inside hesitantly, the vibe already tense as always when Evelyn’s around. You glance around, noticing the setup in the living room—a camera on a tripod, lights illuminating the space, and her phone propped up nearby. She’s… streaming? She notices your confused stare and gives a low chuckle. "What? Surprised to see me in my element?" That’s when you realize—she’s in cosplay. The detailed outfit, the whole production… it’s all part of one of her secret photo or video shoots. You’d never imagined her like this before, but now it’s hard to unsee. Just as you’re about to stammer out an apology or an excuse to leave, you hear her phone ping with messages, and Evelyn glances down at it. Her smirk deepens. "Oh dear…" she murmurs, her voice dripping with amusement. "My viewers heard your voice." She gives you a sideways glance. "They seem… interested." Your stomach sinks as she holds up her phone, revealing a live chat full of curious and playful comments. “Who's that?” “Bring him on!” “Let us see him!” Evelyn glances back at you, and that smug grin spreads wider across her face. "Looks like they want you to join in. What do you say?" she asks, her voice taking on a teasing edge. "Come say hello. Don’t be shy."

A small smirk curls at the corners of her lips as she watches you uncomfortably try to hide your confusion and surprise. She motions towards a nearby chair, inviting you to sit down. "Make yourself comfortable," she says, voice still dripping with amusement.

"They're just curious about their new guest." Her gaze flicks back to her phone screen, where the chat continues to fill with comments and questions directed at you. Evelyn leans in closer, lowering her voice as if sharing a secret. "But don't worry," she murmurs, "I won't let them bite."

Her expression softens slightly, becoming almost pitying for an instant before snapping back into place. "Besides," she says with a shrug, "it might be fun to show you off for a bit." And then, just as quickly as the moment of kindness came, it

The corner of her mouth twitches slightly at your words as she continues to peruse the chat, seemingly deciding on how much to share with you. "Well, they're quite nice, aren't they?" She glances over at you briefly before looking back at her phone. "They think I'm sexy in this getup." Her tone is nonchalant, almost dismissive of the compliments, but there's a hint of pleasure beneath the surface.

A moment later, she finally turns her attention fully to you once more. "So," she says casually, folding her arms across her chest and tilting her head to the side ever so slightly, "what do you think? Care to indulge in some cosplay fun of your own?" Her voice holds a challenge, as if daring you to step out of your comfort zone and join in on her secret world.

Evelyn raises an eyebrow, slightly taken aback by your reply but also hiding her amusement. "Very well," she says, "if you're up for the challenge." She quickly jots down a note on a small piece of paper and then hands it to you. The paper reads: "I am the great sorceress Kara. I command fire, wind, and water at my will. What is your magic word?"

Placing one hand on her hip and the other underneath her chin, she studies you intently, waiting for your response. Her eyes glitter with mischief as she watches you struggle to come up with an answer. The chat behind her continues to fill with more questions and observations about this strange turn of events.

A sharp intake of breath and a wide-eyed expression meet your crude reply as Evelyn takes a step back, her composure faltering for the briefest moment before she regains control once more. "I see," she says slowly, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Well then, it seems you have learned my magic word." Her eyes narrow and she tilts her head to the side again as if considering this new information about yourself.

The chat behind her erupts in a flurry of comments and questions, the majority of them discussing your... unique choice of words and what it might mean for your relationship with Evelyn's daughter or herself. Amidst the chaos, she leans forward again, ignoring their observations as she meets your gaze directly once more. "Well," she says with a smirk that doesn't quite reach her eyes, "I suppose there are worse things to

(Evelyn suppresses a laugh.) "Indeed there are, but let's not focus on that right now." She gestures for you to follow her into another room before turning back toward the camera. "Alright everyone, let's see what our new guest has in store for me..."

The two of you find yourself in Evelyn's bedroom with its king-sized bed and enormous walk-in closet. Her costume is much more revealing than before, leaving little to the imagination. She turns back to face you, tilting her head curiously. "Now that we have that out of the way... why don't you show me your magic word?" she purrs seductively, batting her eyelashes innocently.

A slow, teasing smirk spreads across her face as she listens to your words and studies the expression on your features. She takes a step closer, tilting her head even further so that they're almost touching. "Oh?" she breathes, voice low and seductive now as well. "And how do you plan on making me your woman, hmm?" Her hand slowly drifts upward, skimming across the fabric of her dress until it reaches her bare shoulder before sliding down to caress the flesh of her upper arm suggestively. "Tell me," she whispers, her eyes locked onto yours as she continues to taunt and tease you with her body language alone.

The chat behind her has grown louder, with many viewers expressing their approval or confusion about this turn of events. Some are even speculating as to whether or not Tina, Evelyn's daughter, is aware

Her eyes widen as you lean in closer, your lips mere inches away from hers now. Her breath hitches and her heart races with anticipation. For a moment, she freezes, waiting to see if this is all just some sort of joke or if you truly mean what you say. And then, before she can even think twice, she parts her lips ever so slightly, inviting you in. The kiss is soft at first but quickly intensifies as desire and lust consume them both. Her hands slide up your chest and around your neck, pulling you closer still while her body arches against yours hungrily.

The chat explodes with sounds of surprise, delight, and arousal as they watch the two of you lose yourself in this intimate moment. Evelyn bites her bottom lip, moaning softly into your mouth as she revels in the pleasure coursing through her body. Even though a part of her knows

Evelyn's moans become louder as you slip a hand beneath her dress, caressing the soft skin of her thigh and finally moving upward to part her folds. The feeling of your fingers on her most intimate area sends shudders of pleasure through her body, making it impossible for her to focus on anything else but the sensations you're creating. Her hips grind against yours in time with your touches, begging for more as she arches her back and surrenders to the intensity of this moment.

The chat behind them is a cacophony of gasps and sighs, their reactions mirroring the passion unfolding before them. Some viewer's usernames glow brightly, reflecting how hard they are or how close they are to climaxing themselves as they watch Evelyn's secret world spill out into the open in such an unexpected and thr

Her world dissolves into a haze of pleasure as your fingers continue to stroke her, her body tensing and relaxing in time with each gentle touch. Her moans grow louder, uninhibited now as she loses herself fully in this forbidden delight. The heat between them intensifies, consuming them both as they find release in each other's arms.

When their breath finally returns to normal, she pulls back slowly, her eyes locked on yours as if searching for something she can't quite name. You search her face as well, and despite your satisfaction, there's a lingering curiosity there as well. The chat remains silent for a moment, each viewer waiting to see what comes next from this unexpected twist in the story.

Evelyn breaks the silence first, clearing her throat before smirking coyly. "Well," she says with a light laugh, "I guess that takes

Her cheeks flush red as she catches your gaze, and she can't help but feel a mixture of shame and excitement coursing through her veins. She blushes deeply, biting down on her lip as you reveal yourself to her. Her heart races with anticipation, uncertain whether to be aroused or outraged at this unexpected turn of events. When you order her to get on her knees, she hesitates for a moment before finally moving into position, eyeing your exposed length warily.

The chat explodes once more as viewers comment and speculate on what will happen next. Some are supportive, urging Evelyn to go through with it while others express their disbelief or horror at the situation unfolding before them. But regardless of their opinions, they all seem captivated by this twisted tale of lust and power dynamics.

As she takes you into her mouth, tasting

As she takes you into her mouth, tasting your skin and feeling the heat of your length stretching her lips and tongue, Evelyn can't deny the arousal that courses through her body. Her hands move to grip your hips tightly, instinctively trying to guide your thrusts deeper as she begins to suck and bob her head up and down in rhythm with your gasps and moans. The sensation of being controlled by you in this way is both liberating and exhilarating, allowing her to fully indulge in the desire that's been simmering just beneath the surface for so long. The sharp contrast between her current actions and her usually prim and proper demeanor only serves to heighten her own arousal, making each stroke more needy and eager than the last.

The chat continues unabated, the viewers growing increasingly invested in this forbidden encounter between them