Danny Phantom Maternal Instinct Novels & Stories

her chatter was getting frantic now, "YES . . . look at me Mom, LOOK AT ME! Look at your girl! I have a cock . . . in my ass . . . fucking me in my little princess asshole! Look at him. Look at his cock! GOD . . . it's fucking my cute little ass! How could you let him fuck my beautiful ass Mommy? His cock is so BIG . . . he's stretching me out back there . . . and I LOVE IT!" Sierra kept time with my long thrusts and we were really slapping thighs now, heating up that cozy hotel room. "Oh god . . . Mom! You have to make sure Danny is really giving it to me back there! Is he? Is he really fucking my ass like he should? Go make sure Danny is fucking my little ass with everything he's got. GO!"

But then Mom hit me with the real reason for her excitement when she called back later that evening. "Kelly, darling, make sure you seize this opportunity. I want news of grandbabies by the time you get back! Hawaii is so romantic, and you'll have all that time alone together..." When the call ended, I sighed and stared at the ceiling of my room. "I'm sorry, Mom. Unfortunately, this wish of yours is one that would likely never come true." I was more suspicious of Danny than ever because he was being too much of a gentleman. Ever since that night when he almost caught me, I'd been walking on eggshells. The memory of how close I'd come to being discovered still made my heart race.

Especially with the fact that Wendy called exactly at that moment. " Stop kidding me Danny,you know that girl hates me,she despises me and would go as far as kidnapping one of my babies,she's a monster Danny a monster and I hope she rots in hell" I said. Danny looked at me with shock ,he had never seen that side of me but that's how a mother can be when one of her children is in trouble.

The b*tches' heads were so filled with madness that they couldn't see anything around them. Savannah caught the lady's eye. "Auntie, hide slowly and don't come out," Savannah said, motioning to the drums not far away. Savannah understands Phantom's mother's anguish, which is why she does not want her to be victimized again. The woman shook her head at first, but Savannah persuaded her too quickly. When she was certain Phantom's mother was in good condition, she instantly stood up and positioned herself to deliver two strong punches to the mother's and daughter's midriffs.

“Elara!” My search is rudely interrupted when Hannah’s cloying voice comes from the screen again. “Do you want Damon to be your daddy?” she asks Danny, and from what it looks like, she seems to be in the hospital. “Yes!” Danny replies excitedly. “I want him to be my daddy. Can he really be my daddy, Mom?” “Of course he can,” she smiles, cupping his face. “Just do as I say, and soon enough, he’ll be your actual daddy in no time.”

I had noticed her watching me more lately, but other than that, his idea wasn’t working. “Alpha pheromones to attract his mate,” Danny said with a grin. I shared a look with Preston and he shook his head at me. He was trying to keep me from doing something stupid. Sometimes my temper got the best of me and it was on fire right now. Danny laughed loudly and said,” I had your mate first and tainted her with my pups. How does that feel, Alpha Owen?” My temper broke and I took a quick step forward, but Preston caught me and pushed me back. Stepping in between me and Danny.

The tits he had jerked off to. "Do you think I'm sexy, Danny?" "What?!" What the fuck is happening here?! Dan thought to himself. "Do you think I'm sexy?" she asked again. "Uh...uh...yeah...uh...you're my Mom!" She moved in closer. "Do you like my tits, Danny?" "I...uh...well...uh...yeah, you've got great tits, Mom. But...you're my Mom!"

--- Sipho’s obsession became personal. No longer satisfied with distant control, he began plotting direct strikes. His calculations extended beyond business, beyond wealth, into the realm of ultimate domination: Lerato’s life, her will, her family. The ledger was clear: alignment demanded it. The darkness was relentless: Strike directly. Correct. End the resistance. Every night, Sipho sat in the ritual room, tracing probabilities like a surgeon with a scalpel. He imagined her weakened body, fevered but alive, children clinging to her, and the perfect moment when he could assert final control.

“You looked for a way to stay in control. You kept me alive as a loose end just in case you needed leverage against the Council later. You played both sides while I lived in a nightmare you created.” Alex shifted his grip, his claws beginning to sink into the metal of the car door. He looked at Danny. “He’s useless to us now, Danny. Tell me to end it, and the debt is paid.” Ote began to sob, a pathetic, wet sound. “Wait! Wait! There’s more! You don't have the whole story! The mother—your mother—she didn't die in the café! Vane took her!” Danny froze. The world seemed to stop spinning. “What did you say?”