Warnings - Lemon, sex with a minour, incest (kind of)
Before I (re)start, I'd like to say this is redone. For everyone who thought it was rushed, or was confused, I had to have a friend upload this for me (my computer sucks) and I wasn't finished writing it before she did. . . But I fixed it! I added a bit, and hopefully I'll be able to make the next chapter better. Have fun :)
Gothel watched her six year old daughter brush her golden hair lightly. She smiled. Such a beautiful child she managed to snatch. Her stolen daughter was perfect in almost every way. If only the child wasn't so damn curious of everything.
"Mummy, can I play outside?" Rapunzel turned her big, almond shaped green eyes to who she thought was her mother.
Gothel sighed. An ever-occuring topic. "Not today, my flower."
Tears filled the child's eyes. Gothel felt the guilt rise in her chest. But Gothel knew she couldn't risk losing her key to youth. What if Rapunzel managed to harm herself outside? Or, if she didn't get hurt, she'd want to go outside more and more often. Outside would lead to the forest. The forest would lead to the town. It would just get worse after outside.
"No. That is the final answer, Rapunzel. Now get ready for bed."
The child's tears quickly evaporated as an angry look took over the child. There weren't very many thoughts running through the child's head.
If mother wanted her to get ready for bed, she'd get ready.
She pulled off her dress right there in front of Gothel, leaving Rapunzel standing defiantly in her panties.
Gothel's eyes widened at the child. How horrid of Rapunzel! But a heat and dampness started between her thighs.
Being young forever meant that Gothel couldn't go out and meet men or women for sex. They would recognize her somehow, she just knew it. So, when she needed it, Gothel would just masturbate. After all, her hands could feel the same way that anyone else's would feel, right?
The sight of the half naked youth stirred things in Gothel that she thought were long gone.
"Flower, do you want to play outside?"
Rapunzel nodded vigourously.
"Then you need to play a game with Mommy."
Gothel started to remove her own clothes, and Rapunzel's eyes widened to an unimaginable size. "Mommy, is this okay?"
"Of course, dear." Gothel said. She motioned her daughter closer, and Rapunzel took some tentative steps towards her mother.
Gothel picked her child up and rubbed her daughter's vagina through her thin panties. The spot instantly dampened.
"Mommy, that feels good. . ." Rapunzel said through half-lidded eyes.
"This is what it feels like when you let Mommy love you." Gothel replied, rubbing the clit a little bit harder. Rapunzel gasped and ground her hips towards her mother's hand.
In only a few moments, Rapunzel shook tremendously and closed her legs tightly around her mother's hand.
Gothel smiled lovingly at her daughter. Rapunzel looked downwards, her face portraying her embarrassment.
"Don't worry, my flower. You will love Mommy next." Gothel smiled broadly, a million dirty scenarios running through her mind. "And next will be very soon. . ."