So when it comes to the Yaoi I just thought I would give everyone a heads up: The only guys that are going to be taken are Soul, Black Star and Kid (Not in that order.) And it's not going to be a heat of the moment thing where Crona just up and decides to have sex with another boy out of the blue either. Also Crona is going to be the pitcher in every pairing, there's not going to be anything received on his end.

The Yaoi Sections will be marked for those of you wishing to avoid them, but if the mere existence of them puts you off from the story then so be it. As for the rest I hope you enjoy this newest revamped chapter and are open to the idea of the Yaoi when it eventually makes it way into the story (Not for a long while.)

Had Crona known how close he had been to fucking his mother past the point of no return, permanently turning her into his cock-worshiping tool he would have never stopped having sex with her the second she passed out after his sixth release in a row. For now, after his mother had awoken and had choked out an almost pained request to leave him for a bit to clear her head, his life had become like a living hell due to the cruel, insatiable monster she had been turned into. He hadn't expected her to stay the way she had been after their first experience together, he felt that it was inevitable, but the things she had done to him from the next day on had him so pent up it actually hurt! Day after day passed full of her teasing him, never letting him have his release as she drilled the new condition for his rewards into his head over the entirety of the week. She had explained to him how between missions she would never let him have his release with her and instead he'd be forced to please her whenever she wanted for nothing in exchange. He'd only be allowed to enjoy her body if he completed a mission… And as time went on he didn't know how much longer he could deal with this. His crotch felt heavy, filled to the brim with cum that he wanted so desperately to release into his mother to make her like she had been the first night, to make her quiet and nice, but no matter how much be begged, no matter how many times he did as she said she never let up on him, telling him each time that the rules were there to be followed.

And this morning was a prime example of her cruelty as Crona lay in bed, red faced as his mother bounced along his length, a ring clamped tightly around the base of his member, keeping him from filling her like he so desperately wanted to. "Is it bad Crona?" She asked mockingly as she rolled her hips against him, a hand on her stomach as she savored the feeling of him flexing within her. "Tell me how bad it feels, not being able to cum inside mommy."

"It hurts!" he whined, earning a shiver up her spine.

"Does it?" she stopped moving, leaning down, her breasts pressing against his chest as she kissed his ear. "Do you want it to end?" she whispered.

"Please!" he almost felt like crying.

"You know what you have to do then don't you?" she asked, looking him in the eye, a sultry smile on her face. "You know the rules-"

"Please give me a mission!" he cried before she could continue, his painfully tense body corrupting his normally innocently moral judgement.

Medusa grinned as he finally did as she had hoped. Everything was going according to plan now, sure she hadn't accounted on becoming addicted to him the way she had after their first night together, but to be honest the insane pleasure he brought whenever she wanted was a nice plus. Not to mention she had enough self-control and understanding of madness to keep herself in charge of her own mind no matter how much her son's seed tried to break her. All she had to do was use him as she had been throughout the week, slowly building up his own addiction to sex as she sated her own at the same time.

"You want a mission?" she asked with a mock frown as she flexed around him.

"Yes!" he actually had tears in his eyes. The sight almost made her cum right then and there. "I'll do anything!"

That's what she wanted to hear. "Anything?" she tapped at her chin in mock thought. "Well since you seem so eager…" she gave another roll of her hips, earning a pained groan from him. "I actually have something I've been wanting you to do," she slowly lifted herself up, biting back her own whimper as his girth left her. She always hated being without him, but it had to be done, her work was just too important. She let herself fall onto the pillows, a sigh escaping her lips. "There's a group of men in Italy, a gang no one would care about going missing," they were the perfect test run for her new system. "I want you to go there, and after you kill them…" she flicked the ring pinching his massive member, making him wince. "You get your reward."

Crona shifted around on the bed as his mother lay there, trying to calm herself down, his eyes on her dripping lips, a flush to his face as his length throbbing painfully. "Um… uh…" he gripped his arm as he tried to speak, embarrassed and scared at the same time.

"What is it?" Medusa asked, a genuine frown on her face as she watched him, he sounded like he was desperate enough, so what was the problem.

"Can… c-can I…" he swallowed, edging closer to her, taking a deep breath as he jammed his eyes shut. "Can I make you cum first?" Medusa blinked, then did her best to bite back a laugh at the odd question, knowing how much he loved pleasing her for whatever reason despite all she did to him on a daily basis, not that she was complaining.

She spread her legs apart, giving him a better view of her drenched sex, her lips soaking the bed beneath her. "That sounds nice," she smiled as he took hold of her hips, lifting her up and burying his mouth against her as she locked her legs behind his head, her scent and flavor flooding his senses.

She took a shaky breath as he began licking her, his tongue gliding over parts he had long ago mastered, parts that made her wrap her legs weak while her hands yanked at his hair as her back arched into his mouth. He was just so good at this now, it was insane! He drank up her arousal hungrily before licking up to her clit, giving it a gentle kiss that made her lose feeling in her legs just like she'd been thinking about. She truly didn't care what his reasons were for doing this for her, if he had any other than wanting to, it was just too incredible to bother worry about.

She groaned watching him as he went at it, his eyes shut as he savored his mother's damp lips. "You really love mommy's pussy don't you?" she asked with a shaky smile as his grip around her hips tightened. "You love making mommy cum," she yanked at his hair harder, the pain sending shivers down his spine. "Go ahead Crona," she whispered, her head falling back as he brought her to her limit. "Make mommy cum!" She screamed, holding herself against his mouth as her climax came.

Crona drank it all without a moment of hesitation, his length throbbing as he slowly set his mother down, her legs shaking in his hands as he massaged them gently. She reached out for him and he slid into her embrace, his lips locking with hers as they kissed passionately, the flavor of her climax mixing with his already sweet saliva into a satisfying taste on her tongue. She loved tasting herself in his mouth, it was one of the things she lived for now, the rest of her day feeling meaningless until her little boy made her cum with his mouth, enough to destroy her judgement for the briefest of moments as he filled her world with nothing but bliss. She almost took the ring off of him then and there as they lay beneath him, her mind still reeling as his tip prodded against her flower. She almost took it off and let him fuck her raw like he had the first night, but she kept herself in control despite the burning throbbing heat within her belly and instead savored their kiss, her hold tightening around his back ever so slightly. The need was still there though, the need for him to all but breed her, to bend her over and fill her womb with his potent seed, his fingers digging into her skin as he slammed their hips together, his balls emptying his maddening spunk into her welcoming tunnel.

Oh how she wanted that feeling again, and how she hated it at the same exact time! She hated how weak the need made her feel, how desperate she felt as she longed to be used like a common whore by her own son. She wanted him to snap so many times during her teasing over this week, she had dreamed of him tearing the ring off with the strength she knew he had before throwing her onto the bed and raping her in revenge. She dreamed of him breaking her down bit by bit as he brutally fucked her, dreamed of him molding her submissive pussy for days on end, filling her womb with his children no matter how much she begged for a potion to stop it. But instead… he just followed instructions, keeping it all on and putting up with her tortures until this present moment, it was equally satisfying and disappointing.

She was so glad that this mission was going to be so easy, that's all she could think about as he gave her a final parting kiss, his hands rubbing soft circles around her sides. "You'll do fine Crona," she assured him, but more than that she assured herself, he needed to succeed.

He nodded before leaving to get cleaned up for his mission, his length bobbing as he walked, hypnotizing her until he shut the door behind him, leaving her a miserable pile of madness born regrets. She sighed immediately after he left, scolding herself for letting these thoughts get that bad, for letting the temptation get so intense that she almost threw away all that progress just for a moment of pleasure… Or an entire day's worth- That didn't matter! She really needed to spend some more time researching what his semen had done to her, she needed to learn what it was that made the madness infuse itself there and reduce her to such a state after a single night of coating her insides. Because if she didn't find a way to relieve herself of this addiction to him she truly feared how far her plans would fall apart because of it.

Though on the other hand, to lose all that progress in exchange for Crona having his way with her as he wanted whenever he wanted… She briefly pondered how bad that really might be…

…

Crona stood within the empty church, swaying lightly on his feet as Ragnarok finished off the last of the souls they had been sent to collect. He was shaking slightly as he stood there, his excitement barely contained as Ragnarok's power grew and swelled within him. This had been so wonderful! He got to visit this big church where the doors only opened inwards, and these men he had killed had been so mean to him so didn't have to feel bad about collecting them, he always preferred getting rid of bad people instead of nice ones. And now, with their task complete, Crona could finally go back and have as much fun with the rest of the day as he wanted, he could finally have his first release after so long!

"There, that's the last one," Ragnarok belched then receded into Crona's back. "Man, have I told you how much I love the new you?" he asked, chuckling. "I mean, sure, you're screwing your own mom, but hell I can't blame you for that, especially since you're out here making a buffet for me thanks to it."

Crona nodded in response, though he felt just a little bit put out when he thought about it more. "I just wish she'd let me finish between missions though," his legs pressed together under his robe. "She left me alone after all those times…" and he'd have to go through it all again after tonight.

"Hey, come on, that just means you've gotta go out and kill more guys," Ragnarok laughed. "Plus, think about it, if you actually do become a Kishin…" he chuckled darkly. "You can screw her any time you want, and she can't say anything to you about it," Crona had to admit, he liked the initial sound of that idea, but before he could think more into it however the door behind him creaked open loudly.

Crona turned around and felt a jolt of surprise to see a pair of people no older than he was, a petite ashy-blonde girl and a snow-white haired boy seeming equally bored and annoyed as he looked over the empty church. They stared at him for a bit, then the boy said something to the girl before he glowed white and changed into a scythe right before Crona's widening eyes before falling into the girl's hands. He thought he had heard the scythe say Maka at some point in their faint conversation, was that the girl's name? It sounded pretty…

"Well look at that," Ragnarok whispered, and then he laughed a second later, an idea striking him. "Hey Crona, you know what? You might have just found a way to get the fun you want without needing Medusa," before Crona could ask what he meant though a sharp pain shot up his spine. Ragnarok erupted from his back in a shower of blood, forming his massive body. "We can just take this chick with us!" he yelled, punching a fist into his palm excitedly.

Crona frowned after the pain settled. "I don't know Ragnarok…" he understood where his partner was going with this, but… "Lady Medusa probably wouldn't like that-" Ragnarok drove his fists into Crona's hair.

"Oh don't give me that crap!" Ragnarok sneered through the boy's growing whines. "If you want to be a real Kishin you gotta stop caring about what she says eventually!"

"Ow Ragnarok! Stop it, that hurts!" Crona tried and failed to push him off. "Really, it hurts, please stop!" he still continued on, if anything his grinding got more intense! "Enough! That hurts!" Crona screamed, his composure snapping for a brief moment.

Ragnarok pulled back, hands held out submissively as he laughed. "See, there you go!" he laughed more and more as the girl, Maka, took a step back. "I like it when you get angry!"

She straightened herself, trying to muster her authority at the odd sight before her. "You two do know that hunting human souls is forbidden right? Who are you?" she asked, even her voice was pretty… "Are you a student from the DWMA?"

Crona frowned again. "DWMA? What's that" Maka shot him a glare and he looked away, a blush forming on his cheeks, why was she staring at him so hard?

Ragnarok leaned in over his shoulder for a closer look at her. "Huh, you know she actually looks pretty tasty doesn't she?" he chuckled. "You think she'll taste better than your mom?" Crona's cheeks flared even deeper.

But Maka didn't understand what Ragnarok had meant and kept going. "Meisters and Weapons aren't allowed to hunt human souls, period," she readied her scythe. "As a member of the Academy I can't let you get away with this."

"Oh that's rich," Ragnarok snickered, poking at Crona's head. "Come on Crona, let's put her in her place," he broke apart into a cloud of black which Crona pulled a large black broadsword from.

Crona took hold of the sword and charged without warning at ludicrous speed, thrusting Ragnarok from below from below, to his surprise however Maka met his attack, stopping it entirely and making him lurch forward with a stunned frown. She then drove her fist into his face, bruising his cheek before driving her scythe up in an overhand arc. Crona jumped back but Maka kept going, throwing herself above him and slamming her knees into his back before rolling to her feet, her scythe already falling to end him. Medusa chuckled as she watched from the shadows, specifically as the blade game to a grinding halt the second it met Crona's skin, a weak slash like that wouldn't be anywhere near enough.

The humor faded a bit however when he failed to cut or impale her in retaliation when he had the chance. "What are you doing Crona?" she asked, curious about his reasons for letting the girl dodge away when she saw she'd done no damage.

Crona looked off into a corner, afraid of his mother's reaction as he regained his footing. "I uh… I-I… don't want to kill her."

"Any reason why?" Medusa's eyes narrowed, was he really disobeying her now? Why? She couldn't believe it, not after all she put him through, after all those desperate cries for release, there was no way he'd go back to his problem this quickly!

"Well, uh…" he shifted on his feet uncomfortably. "I-I-"

"He wants someone else to fuck since you're always giving him blue balls!" Ragnarok cut in before Crona could answer, earning a terrified squeak from the boy.

Medusa couldn't keep the laugh of disbelief from escaping her lips, not believing what she had just heard, Ragnarok may make things incredibly simple and blunt usually but he never twisted Crona's words to such an extent. The more she thought about it however, Crona wishing for another toy, the more it made a simple sort of sense, though it didn't make it any less funny. So little Crona wanted a slave to get around her rules? She looked over the DWMA girl, Maka, thinking about it. Crona would be encountering more and more of these students the further he progressed as a Kishin… so why not give him a reason to break a few on his own and take some trophies. And it didn't hurt that this one was the daughter of a Death Scythe… It could come in handy later.

"L-Lady Medusa?" Crona spoke up, timidly, she had been quiet for quite a while now.

She smiled to herself as she looked down over the scene. "Ok then," the idea was sickly sort of perfect when she thought about it.

Crona nearly dropped Ragnarok then and there. "What?" Medusa could sense his disbelief, he hadn't actually expected her to say yes at all!

She smiled and let out a little magic to reinforce his confidence and the second it touched his soul she could have sworn she felt the exact moment something in his psyche snapped. "I said that you can have her, but only if you can take her," this should be interesting to watch.

Her tactics so far in manipulating him had been more than successful, bringing out a compliance from her son that she could have never hoped for in the past. So, what would giving him an incentive to attack DWMA teams do for her little experiment? How would it change his behavior?

Crona let out a laugh, then another, and another until he could barely control himself. "I… I-I get to have her? I really get to have her?" he snickered as ideas he'd normally never think about flooded his head, ideas of a girl that wasn't his mother choking on his bulbous head as it stretched her throat and filled her belly till it looked fat. "I… I could play with her whenever I wanted… I could make you and her play with me after missions," his breaths were so short, so erratic as a picture of his mother bouncing on him while this girl happily sat on his face appeared in his mind's eye. "I can't believe it," he laughed under his breath. "I can't believe… Ragnarok!" He raised the blade, an excited smile plastered on his face. "Scream resonance," he wanted to end this quickly so he could go home and enjoy himself.

Medusa plugged her ears as the sword exploded, shaking the foundation of the church and those in a large area surrounding it with the shockwave of his scream. The witch almost felt bad for Spirit's little girl at that moment, the poor bookworm didn't stand a chance now that Crona had gone berserk like this. Then, to prove her point, her boy lashed out with an above average scream that mercilessly slammed into the girl despite her attempt to block, throwing her all the way back into the church door, knocking the air from her lungs and the scythe from her hands.

"Don't forget the scythe Crona," Medusa reminded him despite her pleasure filled surprise at his spike in power, this was what her new system had created? He immediately let loose another slash just as the scythe boy was changing, launching him into the corner in a flash of white and purplish-black, but before the scythe could even hit the floor Crona sent out one more attack, blasting him right through the wall of the church. "Very good Crona!" Medusa applauded happily. "Very, very good," she laughed, barely believing what she had just watched, it was like he was a completely different person than before.

The boy just stood there laughing though, not hearing her as he looked down at the wounded Meister as she struggled to right herself and breath. "You're so pretty," he crouched down above her, that mad smile still on his face.

"Get away from me!" She yelled, pushing herself up, anger alight across her features instead of fear.

"Ragnarok?" he placed the blade in front of her face the moment she buried a fist into his unflinching cheek then blasted Maka point blank with a weak Alpha, knocking her out instantly the moment her head smacked against the door behind her. Crona caught her as she fell, surprised by how light she actually was as he lifted her up bridal style, she was so light he could do so many different things… "So… I-I can really keep her?" he asked, finally beginning to calm down as Medusa's spell wore off.

His mother smiled devilishly to herself. "Yes Crona, you really can."

Crona looked over at the hole the scythe boy was thrown through. "Should I finish him?"

Medusa gave it a brief thought then should her head. "No," she decided. "Let's let him crawl back to the Academy, it'll demoralize them."

"What's the Academy?" Crona asked as he cradled Maka's body against him while a mass of Bloody Needles erupted from his shoulder and reduced a large portion of the church's doors to splinters. "She said something about it before the fight."

"Later," Medusa lowered herself down on her broom, letting out a few Vectors that wrapped around Crona and Maka. "It's not that important, yet at least," she smirked down at Maka's limp form. "What is important though is training your new pet," she smiled then leaned in and gave him a brief kiss which he happily melted into with a joyous sigh. "And giving you your reward." Crona felt another jolt of excitement as they disappeared into the night on Medusa's broom.

He couldn't wait.

…

Medusa looked over Maka's bound unconscious body curiously, the possibilities of all the things she could do to a Death-Scythe's daughter almost making her giddy with excitement. "This was a very good idea Crona," she smiled back at him as he peeked around her, trying to get a better look at the girl. "I'm very proud of you for coming up with it."

"I-It was Ragnarok's idea…" Crona stated bashfully. "I just liked it."

"But he was right in the end I think," Medusa reached down to Maka's ruined clothes, popping the first of the buttons on her vest. "Leaving you that pent up all the time could be dangerous," she removed Maka's vest, turning to the buttons on her undershirt. "Not to mention the fact that this girl is important to the Academy."

Crona turned to her from Maka, a twinkle of hope in his bashful eyes as he pondered what she said. "If it's dangerous, t-then will you let me-"

"The rules still apply for me Crona," Medusa smiled in amusement as he slumped. "Just because I'll let you have a slave doesn't mean I'll let you use me whenever you want," she chuckled as she slipped Maka's shirt off, revealing the modest white bra she had on underneath. Medusa glanced back at her son, a sultry smile on her face. "Speaking of which…" she waved her clothed hips in front of him. "Someone has a reward they can start using."

Crona blinked, his legs pressing together, an erection standing hard beneath his robe. He swallowed, looking at Maka's half naked form. "Fin… F-finish with her first…" he tried to sound commanding, earning another chuckle from his mother. "I-I'll start after."

"As you wish," she smirked, letting a few Vectors slip out and slice away the girl's skirt, the fabric ripping away to reveal a matching set of modest white panties that matched her top. She slid the vectors across her underwear next, the cloth falling away to reveal her petite body and making the small bookworm's body shiver unconsciously. "So, what do you think Crona?" She asked as she spread Maka's legs, revealing her to him as the witch adjusted her bound arms till they were above her head.

She was so different from his mother, he noticed that immediately, where Medusa's lips were puffy and let him see within, Maka's were sealed together, hiding the inner pink behind her smooth-shaven crotch. Medusa set a pair of fingers at Maka's sex, pushing her lips apart to show Crona what he wanted to see as the girl unconsciously groaned in response, she looked so soft inside… so pink.

"Do you like your new pet so far?" his mother asked as Maka closed back up. "I think you do," if his bulging erection standing out from under his robe was anything to go off of that is.

"I do," he couldn't wait to have fun with her… but first. "But… b-but I have a reward still."

"Yes you do," she smiled, sliding her vectors across her body, slicing away her clothes as she lay in front of Maka, her hair lightly brushing against the small girl's slit as she reached out with her leg, brushing her foot against his crotch, tapping his clothed sac with her toes. "What do you want me to do first?" she asked eagerly awaiting his answer.

Crona swallowed, eyes falling between her legs. "L-let me make you feel good first."

Medusa frowned. "Are you sure?" she rubbed herself teasingly. "Don't you want to use mommy a little first?"

Crona shook his head. "I… I like making you feel good," he set himself between her thighs, kissing her leg. "You're happy when I do that," he smiled up at her as he kissed closer to her sex as her stare faltered slightly. "I like it when you're happy," he gave her clit a peck, sending a jolt up her spine.

How he could still be so upbeat and selfless after everything she had put him through she had no idea, but as he sat there, pleasuring her gently she found she didn't really care. "You're such a good boy Crona," she pet his head, feeling him smile against her as he licked. "Making mommy feel so good, even when you're so tense," her eyes fluttered closed as he hit a sensitive spot. "I can't wait until you're done," she groaned, rolling her hips against him. "Mommy want's you inside her so bad."

Crona gave her one last kiss before backing up. "H-how bad?" he reached for the edge of his robe.

Medusa rolled onto her knees, reaching behind her to hold her sex open as she placed her face right in front of Maka's sex. "This bad," she groaned, waving her hips slightly, her arousal dripping onto the bed as she spread her gaping labia. She moaned when he finally stripped, his hands setting themselves on her hips while his tip prodded her entrance, a smile spreading across her face as Maka let out a low groan when the witch's breath sent tingles across her sleeping body. "I love you so much Crona," she looked back at him as he gave a slow thrust, pushing in just the tip before doing it again, each new thrust that followed piercing another inch past her lips as her face rocked closer to Maka. "Mommy loves your cock so much," she shook when he finally bottomed out and tapped against her core, her mouth planting firmly against Maka.

Crona leaned over her, taking hold of her breasts as he kissed her neck, the smell of her sweat and Maka's unconscious arousal making him tense. "I love you mommy," he gave her a gentle thrust that made her mewl. "I love you so much…"

She really didn't understand what it was about him that made her chest fill with a dull fluttering heat, part of her was too frightened of the possibility to look into it further, but as he lay over her giving her slow methodical thrusts while groaning in her ear she couldn't bring herself to care. All she could think about was every little tap he gave her, every moan into her ear as he savored the knowledge that he'd be allowed to cum inside her. Then he suddenly thrust into her roughly, a single brutal slam that clapped their hips together and made Medusa cry a muffled scream into Maka's tight-lipped mound, he was going to pick up the pace now… Medusa braced herself, her hands grabbing hold of Maka's thighs as she pressed her shapely ass backwards into her son only to be stopped by his powerful grip on her upper body. She whimpered, rocking her tunnel up and down, trying to please herself as he pulled himself out with agonizing slowness, only to then scream her lungs out when he gave her another driving thrust that marked the beginning of a vicious pace.

And this was around the time that Maka began to awake to many things she hadn't been expecting: Life, cold air against her bare body, and the sounds of someone saying yes over and over again interrupted only by the occasional low scream and wet slapping… And also her numb body. She opened her eyes to a sight that horrified her: Nurse Medusa with her head between the Meister's legs, the boy that had attacked her ramming into her again and again from behind as the older woman's tongue slid up her slit. Maka shook as the smell of sex and the feeling of Medusa's tongue hit her head on, filling her with revulsion and horror as the two went at it. It was short-lived however when she realized again that she was naked with the nurse between her legs, her eyes widened as she looked around the room, terrified, what was going on?

"That's right Crona," Medusa moaned into Maka's slit, not even noticing the girl's awakening. "Use mommy, fuck mommy!" Maka blushed at the vulgar words, but her revulsion only grew as she listened, these two were related? "Do what you want! Use mommy's pussy like a cum dump!" Medusa moaned loudly, sending shivers down Maka's spine as her breath hit her sex. "Go as hard as you can!" she screamed with lust. "Cum inside me so much that the potions won't matter!" she mewled as Crona sat up straight, his thrusts becoming more brutal. "Knock mommy up! Give her another cock to drain!" she laughed madly as she came around him, her words setting him on edge. "Or make another pussy for yourself…" she groaned, her body going numb as her son continued to fuck her, his length flexing as he reached his own limit. "Just! Give! Me! Cum!"

Crona's first climax in an entire week hit her like a freight-train, his tip ramming against her cervix, his balls emptying directly into her womb, filling it to the brim as his mother gasped clawed Maka's thigh's. Medusa's entire form shook as Crona continued to cum, his potent semen flooding into her, overflowing her within seconds then oozing out around his length as he gave a few more thrusts that pushed the thick whiteness out of her. Oh how she wanted to just let it stay there, to not take a potion and let him put a child inside of her, the thought making her clench extatically around him. A small part of her knew for a fact that nothing would come from it though, despite every lewd thing she said to him, she had work she still needed to complete, she didn't have time for such a thing no matter how hot it made her feel. Still vulgar words of taboo made for some very intense sex with her son…

She panted as he fell back, her body radiating a pleasant heat as his seed dribbled out of her. "That was amazing Crona," she sighed, rolling onto her back, looking up towards the ceiling, it was then though that she finally took notice of Maka and Medusa smiled at the girl's horrified face as she noticed the wetness on her face. "But I wonder if your pet enjoyed it,"

Crona finally took notice of Maka himself, her body shaking as he smiled at her, his massive length twitching in front of him, bobbing as he waved. "Hi," she shook in disgust and fear at the sight of the cum coated thing.

"Hello again Maka," Medusa pushed herself up on weak arms. "It's good to see you."

"What… What's going on?" Maka tried her best to keep her eyes from their sweat and cum covered bodies. "What are you doing here?!"

"I'm a witch and I live here," Medusa shrugged.

Maka didn't react all that much to that, still too afraid to really think. "What do you want with me?" she growled as the witch raised an eyebrow.

"Is it really that big a mystery?" the witch crossed her arms with a smirk. "I thought you were smarter than this Maka, how can you not understand the situation?"

Crona rubbed the back of his head. "I did hit her pretty hard…" he looked at her apologetically. "Sorry."

"Don't apologize Crona, she's your pet," Medusa scolded him. "It doesn't matter what you do to her."

"What do you mean pet?" Maka was shaking harder now. "What do you want?" she asked again.

Medusa rolled her eyes. "Since I have to spell it out for you…" she reached back towards Crona, taking hold of his length. "Crona here wants to use you to take care of this," she gave him a few strokes as Maka's eyes widened, he wanted her to do what? "So Crona, what do you want to do to her first?" Medusa glanced lovingly at her son.

Crona's eyes drifted down Maka's form to her crotch and she trembled while shutting her legs, feeling his gaze on her privates, how much had he already seen? What had he already done to her? "Stay away from me," she growled.

Medusa followed Crona gaze, completely ignoring Maka's words. "You really do like making a girl feel good before you start don't you?"

"I like making you happy," Crona could only shrug. "It… it just feels right."

Medusa chuckled. "Well at least he's going to take care of you first Maka," she smirked at the terrified Meister. "Don't worry, he's amazing with his mouth."

Maka's body tensed when he edged closer to her. "Stay away!" she lashed out with a foot, but he caught her along with the second one she sent. "Please!" she whimpered as his hands slid down to her thighs, his touch both forcing her to keep her legs open as Maka jammed her eyes shut when Crona began to kiss around her smooth skin, tears pricking her eyes as he edged closer to her center. She looked at him pleadingly as he spread her lips. "Please let me go…"

But he didn't, in fact she was positive he didn't even hear her as he gave her a lick, sending a shiver up her spine as he licked from the bottom up, his tongue drifting over her clit. She bit her lip as he continued, unused to dealing with a feeling like this, not knowing how to react other than shock and horror as a complete stranger who had kidnapped her licked between her legs. Still though, she couldn't stop her body from eventually reacting to his gentle touch, a bit of confused arousal trickling onto the boy's tongue. Why was this happening? She couldn't believe this was happening.

The tears came quickly now as she whimpered, horrified as this boy she didn't even know did something she wasn't sure she'd let a boyfriend do. "How is it Maka?" Medusa asked, enjoying the show. "I told you his mouth was amazing didn't I?"

"You're sick!" the Meister growled back, wincing as Crona kissed at her clit again.

"Perhaps," Medusa nodded with a smile. "But when he's got that monster between his legs and he wants to constantly please me," she shrugged. "It's hard not to love it."

"He's your son!" Maka arched her back when he hit a sensitive spot within her, a sickened groan leaving her lips

"And he's a very good lover," Medusa responded without taking any offense. "You'll realize it after he's emptied himself in you a few times," the witch slid her hands down to her own sex, letting her fingers slip inside as she gave Maka a cruel smile while scraping out some of Crona's essence on a finger, Maka's eyes widening at the sight of the white liquid. "How about we give you a taste of what you'll be having every day?" She reached out and pinched Maka's nose, prodding at the girl's lips with her cum covered finger. "Don't worry, you'll love it."

Maka really tried for as long as she could, but when Crona hit a particular spot, added with her burning lungs she couldn't keep her mouth closed, she opened her mouth in a scream, letting Medusa slip inside and force the mixed taste of her juices and Crona's spunk into the young girl's mouth.

Crona looked up as Maka tried to clear her mouth, spitting onto the bed, but the flavor just wouldn't leave, he watched the drool leak out as she spat, a bit dripping out of the corner of her mouth as she trembled in place. "I really want to use her mouth now," her eyes shot wide as he got to his feet, walking over to her, the behemoth between his legs bobbing with each step. Maka kept her lips shut, her eyes jammed tight as he placed a hand on her head and prodded at her lips. "Come on…" he began to whine, thrusting slightly, his tip tapping against her lips and spreading a coat of pre along them, the smell of sweat and cum drifting to her nose making her blush in embarrassment. "I did it for you," she didn't ask for that…

Medusa smiled up at him. "Here, let me help Crona," she reached between Maka's legs and drove her fingers into the girl's sex hard, curling them within her.

Maka opened her mouth in a reflexive scream, allowing Crona full access to her mouth. Or at least it gave his tip access, the large head of his cock barely pushing past her lips as she screamed around him, trying her best to bite down. Crona shivered at the feeling, his length going rock hard in her mouth as his blood hardened.

He frowned down at her as a bit of his mad blood dripped onto her tongue, making her gag in revulsion. "That's not very nice," he gave a thrust, pushing more of his length into her mouth, her eyes watering more and more as he continued.

She tried her best to deny him as he forced more into her mouth, but the longer time went on the faster her strength seemed to leave her. The taste of blood in her mouth was slowly replaced by something else that made her body grow hot, a salty flavor that made her eyes slowly lose focus as her teeth edged away from him. What was happening to her? Why was she just letting this happen? She had no idea as his cock head reached her throat, a considerable amount still left outside as she did absolutely nothing about it but gag at the feeling.

Medusa smiled at this. "Come now Crona, she can do better that that," she reached up and stroked his length, staring into Maka's hazy eyes. "Don't hold back just because it's your first time with her."

Then much to Maka's horror he pushed forward again, another gag leaving her throat as he edged further inside, his tip curving slightly down her throat. Thrust after thrust came them, pushing more of his member down into her, stretching her neck wide while tears streamed from her eyes as she was deprived of air. By the time her nose was finally buried within his pubes her face was as red as Medusa's had been on their first night together, the sight of her hazy tear-filled eyes staring back at him making him throb within her as her throat desperately swallowed around him in an attempt to clear itself.

Medusa grinned. "Maka, why don't you just help him out a little?" she asked, mockingly. "After all, the sooner he cums, the sooner this can all be over," it technically wasn't a lie, things would end, just not in a way the girl was expecting.

Lack of air was all Maka could think to blame as she gave an unconscious suck along his length, a throb stretching her neck further in response and making her cough. He slid out slowly, savoring the feeling of this new mouth and its hesitant sucks, the feeling setting him on edge a little as he watched her fade away as he bottomed out all over again. He began a slow pace at first but eventually he sped up the longer things went on, his balls swinging to tap against her chin as he used her mouth, drawing closer to the limit as Maka drifted further and further away.

She barely even noticed when his release finally came, her limp body not even trying to swallow at all as Crona gave one last hard thrust that burying her nose into his musky hair while he pumped his seed directly down her throat, her sex relieving itself into a wet stain on the bed as she lost control of everything. A boy she didn't even know was choking her with his penis and she was just letting him, a boy she didn't even know just came down her throat and she let him… This was insane! Then Crona slid out of her mouth with a pop as the girl fell back numbly and remained silent, then she coughed, her eyes widening as she gasped and choked on the air rushing down into her deprived lungs. How long she remained that way she didn't know, but she did realize that her hands had been released, her raw wrists tingling as her arms fell to her sides.

She looked up through tears to see Crona looking back, his eyes staring down at her crotch as his length twitched in front of him, still a hard pole of thick meat that made her whimper, shaking as he kneeled down in front of her while Medusa watched with a smile. "That's too bad isn't it Maka, he's still hard…" she said in mock disappointment. "Oh well, guess all you can do is keep going until he can't go on anymore right?"

Crona prodded at her tight slit as she remained unresponsive, her body tensing again and again with each mind-numbing touch he gave her. It really was all she could do, what else was there that she could do? She obviously couldn't fight them, this boy had destroyed her while she had Soul, and now he had Medusa, a witch, here too? The least she could do was end this as fast as she could so they would let her go… The rest of her mind on the other hand found that it couldn't speak up at all about how absolutely insane that thought was, how crazy it was that she would let her kidnapper do this to her without so much as a word or action being taken to stop it. Though to be fair, this might have been partly due to the sensation of pleasure that overwhelmed her body as Crona without warning slammed into her all at once, his searing tip ramming so roughly against her inner entrance that she could only let out a broken scream. She briefly felt the need to thank the fact that her hymen wasn't there to complicate things at all, but then again this was painful even without it, the feeling of his massive tool stretching her out from beginning to end made her body tense up tightly. She let out a whimper as she clenched around him when he gave her the smallest of thrusts, a single inch worth of distance that tapped against her cervix and made her spasm.

Crona groaned at the feeling as Medusa maneuvered herself to Maka's side, a playful grimace on her face. "Jeez Maka, I don't know if he'll be finished even after this one," she placed a hand on the girl's belly, feeling Crona's girth passing through beneath her fingers as he thrust slowly, letting Maka's body get used to him before he really went at it. "You might have to stay a bit longer in order to tire him out completely."

Maka groaned as he pulled a few more inches out. "But-" she whimpered at the hard, yet equally gentle, thrust that followed. "But how long will that take?" she whined, a bit of drool leaking from her mouth.

Medusa shrugged. "I don't know, but if you keep at it, I'm sure you'll tire him out in no time," but by then she doubted the girl would even remember this conversation, someone so unused to having this much madness around them would definitely break without too much trouble. "You just have to be a good pet until that time finally comes."

She laughed to herself as a perverted joke came to mind. Speaking of cumming… she watched as Crona's thrusts steadily became more brutal as his climax neared due to his inexperience with a hole so painfully tight! His length began pounding into Maka again and again as the small girl grit her teeth, biting back moans as he slammed against her core mercilessly. "Come on…" she groaned without meaning to. "Cum already-" she was cut off when Crona's lips met hers, silencing everything but the resulting whimper as her legs and arms unconsciously locked behind his slight frame, her nails digging into his back.

What was she doing? She had been a technical virgin up until this point and yet here she was letting a complete stranger fuck her raw while she begged for his cum, it was insane… That was all she could think before her world went white with an explosion of stars that made her eyes snap wide, the feeling of Crona's sudden release of mad seed spurting within her most precious spot making her scream loud, her sex clamping around him as pleasure rocked throughout her body in a reality-shaking orgasm. Crona felt a sudden wet heat splash against his waist and opened his eyes to watched in amazement as her climax played out, a small steady stream leaving her as her hips jumped wildly against the thick tool that filled her so perfectly, making him throb within her at the lewd display.

Maka whimpered weakly, overwhelmed tears falling from her half-lidded eyes as she failed to believe what she had just done… or the fact that he was still hard inside of her. She felt so full already, a lump of heat sloshing around within her belly sending tingles across the rest of her body as her hips jumped a few more times while her tight tunnel clenched unconsciously. How could she possibly take anymore? Just how long was she going to have to stay here and keep taking him? She wondered this briefly as he began thrusting once more, her hands fisting within the sheets as her toes curled. Well… at least it felt good. That's all she could think before her mind dissolved into a mad mess of pleasure as Medusa sat there chuckling at her while her son pummeled into Maka's unprepared tunnel.

Tears continued to stream from her eyes as he continued, but she soon realized that these weren't tears of pain or fear… they were of pleasure. She let out a little laugh as she looked up at him. "Cum again…" she groaned, slowly forgetting about her reason for wanting it, just knowing for a fact that it felt really, really, good… Why did it feel so good? "Please… Please!" her back arched when he gave her a particularly brutal thrust only to then shift into giving her nothing but merciless slams as her eyes rolled up, a long moan leaving her as she came a second time, squirting against his waist as her head fell back.

Crona watched it in awe, his cock throbbing painfully as she clamped around him, her raw pussy rippling around him as the rest of her went numb. Crona held her close as he kissed her again, her eyes staring up at the ceiling as she passed out from the pleasure, unconscious moans escaping her mouth as the boy continued to pound her raw while nibbling her unresponsive lips. He wasn't going to stop fucking her when she passed out, he wasn't going to make the same mistake he did with his mother, he wanted her to love him like she did now, he was never going to lose that feeling of bliss! He'd keep slamming in and out of her, teeth grit and eyes jammed tight as he continued to mold her unconscious mind and body into his forever. And Medusa just sat there, watching with a pleasantly pained groan as her son came again within Maka.

She felt so empty as she watched him fill the girl to the brim with his potent spunk again, she wanted to feel it too so badly… "Crona…" she put her hands on his shoulders, but he continued to kiss the broken girl beneath him, his rhythmic wet slapping never faltering. "Mommy is starting to feel lonely…" she massaged him as he pulled away from Maka, a trail of saliva connecting their mouths as Medusa kissed his cheek, his pace still not ending as he grunted lowly, his movements becoming erratic as his oversensitive prick desperately slammed into the hole in front of it. "Crona please!" His mother was actually begging him.

"One more," he whimpered. "Please just one more, I-I don't want her to change back!"

Medusa didn't know what he meant by that but kept quiet all the same and let him continue on, it's not like being patient was a bad thing, it would just make her turn feel that much better when he finally got to her. Not that she had to wait all that long though, with his cock being as raw and sensitive as it was after so many earlier climaxes the next one followed swiftly after as one last world-breaking thrust signaled Crona's release, though the spasms and slurred groan from Maka's body and mouth certainly clued her in. She watched as he pulled out with tortuous slowness till a wet pop pulled his still insanely erect member from the confines of Maka's slit, a gush of his semen bubbling out of the abused hole as her legs twitched in place, a thoughtless smile on the young girl's face as Crona's heat slowly bled from her. Medusa grinned with a simple shift of positions she placed herself straddling Maka's face, placing her puffy cunt directly on the girl's mouth and mewling as she dreamily licked her tongue up, a bit of the semen left in the witch from earlier oozing out onto and coating the appendage.

"Can you do mommy like you did her?" she gently lapped at his tip, rolling her tongue across him as she licked up his and Maka's combined flavor.

He didn't even answer, he just took hold of her head with arms somehow both weak and strong at the same time and simply rammed forward into her waiting mouth, a groan rippling along her neck as he choked her. This had been a very good idea, that's all the witch could think as her son began to slowly use her mouth, taking brief breaks here and there to keep himself standing up on wobbling legs while his mother struggled to breathe around him whenever he held her at his base for one. Medusa would have to remember to give Ragnarok something special to eat as a thank you for this, especially since she'd get such a delicious meal when Crona's already well fucked meat finally came for the umpteenth time that night.

Such a good idea…

Woo! Early release! I figured things would take longer, but if the earlier versions are as good to me as they already are then I should be able to knock out a ton over the next few days.

Here's hoping.