Morgana: The Mother Of All

Chapter 244: Spidey Mommy’s Return

'M-Morgana!' I mentally cried, suddenly a sense of shame and embarrassment washed over me as Morgana's words replayed in my head. 'What are you doing here!?, and for how long?'

'Oh, don't be like that, Nana-chan,' she giggled, her tone teasing and playful. 'I hade a front-row seat to your show, and might I say, it was very... satisfying.'

'Morgana!' I screamed internally, my face burning with a mix of shame and embarrassment. 'Get out of my head! This is private!'

'Hahaha,' Morgana's laughter echoed in my mind, light and teasing as if she were enjoying every second of my discomfort. 'Oh, Nana-chan, don't be so shy. You're the one who decided to put on such a... captivating performance. I couldn't help but watch.'

'This isn't a performance!' I shot back, my mental voice rising in frustration. 'This is my life! My mother! You have no right to—'

'Hey, don't get mad at me, Nana-chan,' she interrupted, her tone still light and playful, though I sensed a hint of steel behind it. 'I was just enjoying the show. Nothing wrong with a little voyeurism now and then. Besides, I'm sure your mom was enjoying it too.'

"Nana, are you alright?" my mother's voice pulled me out of my mental argument with Morgana, a look of concern in her emerald eyes.

"Y-Yeah, Mom, I'm fine," I stammered, forcing a smile. "Just a little tired, that's all."

'Liar,' Morgana whispered, her voice a sultry purr. 'You know you loved every second of it. Admit it, Nana-chan. You were a bad girl for your mommy. And you enjoyed every minute of it.'

'Shut up, Morgana,' I hissed, trying to ignore her teasing.

'Make me, Nana-chan,' she shot back, her tone dripping with amusement. 'Or better yet, let me take over. I bet your mom would love to meet her daughter's inner slut.'

'I said shut up, Morgana!' I roared, mentally shoving her away, and ignoring her words as my mother and I jumped into the bathtub, the warm water and the vanilla-scented bubbles enveloping us in a comforting cocoon.

"Aaaaahhhh," I moaned, the tension in my muscles easing as the heat seeped into my bones, along with the slight burning sensation on my butt thanks to her spanking. "This is so nice, Mom. Thanks for suggesting it."

"Anything for you, Nana," she replied, a faint smile playing on her lips. She still had that lustful look on her face, but it was manageable now. "Now, why don't we wash each other, like the old times."

'Oh, your mom is hot, can I fuck her?' Morgana's voice chimed in my head. I even heard the sound of her licking her lips seductively.

'Fuck! This woman is going to kill me.'

"Sure, mom." I didn't have the energy or the willpower to resist, so I just nodded, trying to hide my shame and embarrassment.

The bath was quick and awkward, to say the least. My mother's hands were gentle as she washed my back, but every touch felt charged with an energy I couldn't quite endure. I tried to focus on the warmth of the water, the soothing scent of the bubbles, anything to distract myself from the tension in the air. But Morgana's voice in my head wasn't helping.

'Oh, Nana-chan,' she purred, her tone dripping with amusement. 'Your mom's hands are so soft, aren't they? I bet she'd be even softer in other places.'

'Morgana, I swear, if you don't shut up—' I started, but she cut me off with a laugh.

'Relax, darling. I'm just having a little fun. But seriously, your mom is a total MILF. I can see why you're so flustered.'

I gritted my teeth, trying to ignore her as I reached for the soap and began washing my mother's back in return. Her skin was smooth and warm under my hands, and I couldn't help but notice how relaxed she seemed, her eyes closed as she leaned into my touch.

'Morgana, please,' I begged, my mental voice trembling with a mix of desperation and arousal. 'You're making this so much harder than it needs to be.'

'Oh, Nana-chan,' she cooed her voice a velvety caress in my mind. 'I think you're enjoying this just as much as I am. Look at you, all flushed and breathless. You're practically begging for more.'

'I am not!' I protested, but even to my own ears, my denial sounded weak. My hands continued to move over my mother's back, lathering her skin with soap, and I couldn't help but admire the curve of her spine, the softness of her flesh.

'You are,' Morgana whispered, her tone a wicked taunt. 'I can see it in your mind, Nana-chan. The way your fingers itch to explore her body, the way your lips ache to kiss her skin. You want her. Admit it.'

'Morgana, please,' I pleaded, the mental equivalent of a whimper. 'I'm at my limits. One more word and I'll lose it.'

'Tsk, fine,' she huffed, the pout audible in her voice. 'But I must ask, were her pussy-fisting skills that good?'

'WHAT THE FUCK!' my mental cry was a mix of shock and horror. 'MORGANA!'

'Hahaha, well, gotta go, I'll talk to you after you finish bathing.'

And just like that, she was gone.

"Nana, what's wrong?" my mother asked, turning around to face me. She must have noticed the horrified look on my face.

"N-Nothing, Mom," I replied, forcing a smile. "Just, uh, thinking about something. Sorry."

She arched an eyebrow, her expression dubious. But thankfully, she didn't press the issue.

"Alright," she said, a note of concern in her voice. "But remember, Nana, you can always talk to me about anything. Okay?"

"Okay."

...

Thankfully, we finished our bath in peace. Morgana didn't try to start another argument, and that's why the next hour went rather smoothly. My mother and I enjoyed some tea and what was left of that strawberry cake while we caught up. After that, I headed for my old room.

I hate and love this room. I hated it because almost all of the bad things that happened to me at the hands of my father happened here, and I loved it because of all the memories and happy times I had here with my mother. Other than the pink walls, there's nothing much that stands out. It was a pretty plain room: a single bed, a dresser, and a desk. And of course, my old toys and books.

'Pfff... what a boring room,' Morgana's voice echoed in my head the moment I stepped inside the room, and I couldn't agree more. 'Hey, where do you keep the hentai manga?'

'Fuck off, Morgana,' I growled, but I knew she wouldn't stop teasing me.

'Is this how you talk to your spider mommy?' she laughed, clearly enjoying herself.

'Arghhh, Morgana!'

'Alright, alright, calm down, Nana-chan,' her voice took on a more serious tone. 'Now, tell me everything that happened after you left the gate.'

'Alright.'

After changing into my lovely pink pajamas, I climbed into the bed and told her everything, from start to finish. It took a while, and when I was done, Morgana was silent for a few minutes before bursting into a fit of laughter.

'R-Raven Night?....Pffft....Hahaha!'

'What's so funny?' I demanded, annoyed by her reaction.

'Everything!... Pffff, Hahaha.' She was laughing so hard, I could barely understand what she was saying. 'How old are you? Eight? Nine? Are you trying to be edgy and cool?'

'I'm nineteen, bitch,' I gritted my teeth. Her taunts really hit a nerve, but deep down, a part of me couldn't help but agree with her. 'I was young and I just wanted to sound cool.'

'Oh, sweetie,' she managed to get her laughter under control, and I could sense a hint of sympathy in her voice. 'If you want to have a badass name, you should pick something that matches your personality. Like Big Dick Nana or Big Spidey Booty.'

'Go fuck yourself.'

'Maybe later, dear,' she replied, a note of amusement in her tone. 'But seriously, I'm proud of you.'

'Really? For what?' I was genuinely surprised.

'For the things you did,' she said, her voice becoming more serious. 'The Black Moon investment, buying the mansion, the slaves, and eating that bastard.'

'Although you were too careful and didn't change any female to Arachne or give birth to spiders, I can understand why,' Morgana added.

'Yeah.'

'You are smart and cunning, and your mother will be a good asset,' she said. 'So keep an eye on her.'

'I will. And by the way, how can you contact me?' I couldn't help but ask since the last time Morgana told me that she wouldn't be able to contact me and that it would take a long time before she found a way. But now, in less than three months, she found a way.

'Oh, that's easy, Nana-chan,' she replied, a mischievous note in her tone. 'I found a nice item in the Nexus that allows me to contact those who share my blood five times. The item was expensive—a fucking 150 faith points—but it was worth it.'

'Huh, Nexus? Faith points?' I asked, confused. 'What are those? They sound like some sci-fi shit.'

'Well, Nana-chan, the Nexus is the place where all the gods can meet and trade, and the faith points are a kind of currency there.'

'Oh, so you are a goddess now?' I asked, sarcasm dripping from my mental voice.

'Actually, yes, I'm a goddess now,' Morgana replied, and for a second, I just lay in my bed, shocked.

'W-What? Seriously?' I exclaimed inwardly, my mind reeling from the revelation. 'Are you fucking serious, Morgana?'

'Of course, dear,' she said, her voice full of pride.

'What type of a goddess are you? Wait, let me guess, the Goddess of Sex?' I guessed, rolling my eyes.

'Actually, it's breeding,' she replied, her tone smug and satisfied. 'I'm the goddess of breeding, blood, night, and war.'

'Fuck... that's even worse.'

For Advance chapters, you can find in My Patreon