Camila was quite nervous about the whole situation.

Now, that wasn't completely new, in all honesty, she has been for several months now. Suddenly becoming the mother of two - because Vee was very much her child now - to the mother of six, just one of them an actual human has been…quite a thing.

Vee could fully adapt to any food, but she didn't know if that was the case with the Witches, and once that was done, she was completely sure that giving one of them cinnamon would result in their eyes falling out so, she had to make sure that each one of their needs and likings was meet to the best of her ability.

Was the last part necessary? No, not really, but the kids clearly need a way to keep their minds away from the fact that their home and family were under the hold of an immortal being that in mind and body was barely a few years away from Gus, the youngest amongst them.

For Willow, two gardens, one behind the house and one near the cabin in the woods; Amity needed time with Luz, of course, but she liked to be challenged academically, which countless trivia and newspapers puzzle solved; Gus and, to a lesser extent, Hunter, were pretty easy to keep entertained with anything on the internet and TV, which was a really neat, because Camila honestly had no idea how to deal with teenage guys.

And Luz…She was a work in progress, at the very least, she knew that after all of this Collector thing was done, her Luz would smile with the same energy as she used to.

Or that was the plan.

"I have-" Camila struggled to find the right word. "Issues, right now."

She already had someone, but she promised herself to keep an open mind, so she did not completely freak out when she was told that the giant skull, visible from any part of the isles, was as common for Witches as Mount Rushmore was for your average American.

She didn't even scream when she was a crow with a giant eye on its beak…and no eyes on its head whatsoever.

However, right now? She felt like her limits were being pushed. Aggressively.

"I-its not what it looks like, Mrs. Noceda!" Her daughter's girlfriend - God bless her soul - hissed hurriedly, trying to explain the situation. She was nervous, as she only called her Mrs. Noceda instead of the more familiar 'Camila' when she was

In return, all she could do was look at her with a raised eyebrow.

"So, I'm not seeing a town full of women with hips and busts so large that it shouldn't be possible for most of them to like? Or men so unrealistically-" Don't say attractive. "Fit and square then they all seem straight out of one of my Telenovelas?"

Camila decided not to mention how their few and tight selection of clothes did nothing at all to hide how well-endowed they were. They all could see it plenty.

The starting moments after the arrival had been tense, then everything seemed to fall in place for the kids in a natural manner, and the visit to the famous Owl House had been quite a surprisingly not-so-crazy experience as she expected and…

Then, Hunter spotted something suspicious up in the sky heading toward the city, and the kids decided to follow it.

And that's when things started to get uncomfortably weird.

For a moment, the city seemed to be dead, with no soul in sight or at least one that stood on two legs. She was about to suggest going back to the woods and watching over from afar when a sudden whoosh of stars and sparkles and suddenly the whole town (she had problems calling it a city with how medieval everything was) suddenly looked like-

Like straight out of a porno.

It was hard to say, but she was quite sure there was even a filter around that made everything look sexier than it had any right to be, and as if that wasn't enough, she swore to God that she heard something that resembled a lot to a saxo every time she wasn't focusing.

"Hmmm, I mean, that's not…you know-" Gus, hid to her right, tried to come up with something, but failing to do so.

"Mom," Luz caught up, "this is the Collector doing, he did this to the city."

"And why did the near-omnipotent, century-old entity did-" She silently gestured towards the scenery in front of them, "this?!" She hissed

There were limits for her open-mindedness, and usually, those were when things went from heretical to one-hundred-percent pornographic. And yes, she understood that something was wrong here, as everyone looked like literal dolls

Before anyone else could do as much as prepare a response, a foreign voice interrupted their discussion.

"Oh, you hot-stuff!" A deep voice spoke, coming ever closer to them. "I swear for everything unholy in this world, I'm gonna pound you from the Knee to the Head with each thrust! You just wait!"

"Oh, great," she lamented inside of her mind while making sure that she and the kids were as secluded as possible, "they also speak like somehting straight out of a cheap porno."

How she knew what a cheap porno sounded like didn't matter right now, what did, however, is how close they were to being foun-

A sound that reminded her of laser shots from Cosmic Frontier suddenly reached her ears, and a moment later, each one of the kids looked more ethereal than a moment ago. A characteristic she seemed to share as well, as a quick check to her own body confirmed.

Directing her attention towards Gus, she saw how the younger kid of the group put a finger on his lips, silently asking for silence.

Which she obeyed, gesturing the kids to take a step back just in time for a rather imposing figure to appear in her line of sight.

She had already pointed out how everyone looked maybe far too perfect to be real, but the problem seemed to both be and not be that. Yes, the thing with gray-ish skin larger than most men was rather disturbing, but that in itself was the least she had come to expect after thinking of Diablos.

The lack of eyes and giant maw, however, was enough to make her suppress a yelp.

In all honesty, she was very conflicted about where to direct her eyes, to the chunky piece of meat that was his body, with biceps that seemed to entice her to step near and let her be caressed, accompanied by the sixpack that she could probably use to grind cheese…or the face straight out of her deepest nightmares.

A quick look around confirmed that the face part was in fact the normal part of his body, as everyone was staring in distress towards it.

"Oh, waiting has never been mama's strong suit~"

Those words, for whatever reason, seemed to ring the bells inside of her daughter's head. In the blink of an eye, she was already walking, almost sprinting, towards the woman in the red dress clinging to the rather large creature…witch…man.

"Ed-" Before she could fully go head first to do whatever she planned to do, however, Hunter quickly and in panic restrained her while also covering her mouth, the other members of the squad quickly joining to ensure that her Luz wouldn't do something rash.

But it was far too late already.

"What was that?" The behemoth asked, looking towards the alley but not finding anything that satiated his curiosity.

"Totes I don't know, stud." The old woman added dumbly while gathering as many brain cells and squinting her lilac-eyes towards them.

Much like…pretty much everyone so far that was not them, the woman was exaggeratedly well-proportioned. Her dress barely could content her child-bearing hips, her fat ass, or her head-sized boobs; as a result, even if she looked positively older than her, that did little to make the envious streak that popped inside of her by instinct disappear.

"But you just gave me the bestest idea ever~" The white-haired woman purred as she dragged the Demon towards the alley.

In response, they of course stepped back until their backs were touching the end of the passage. Luz looked distraught, but she noticed that she, along with her friends, were completely oblivious about what was about to occur.

She sadly did so.

" Mami , that's not Eda, she i-"

"Close your eyes and block your ears." She interrupted her daughter, using the same hushed tone as her in order to not have their cover blow up.

In response to her order, four pairs of eyes looked at her with confusion.

"But, Mami, that's no-"

"Ahora." She repeated in Spanish, using every ounce of Mom Power to get the message through. There were still doubts, but each one of them, even Luz, followed along and did as she said.

With that out of the way, she turned around looked back and-

…Madre de Dios Santísimo.

"Oh, yeah, baby, just like that~ !" The woman moaned lustfully, grinding her round and pale ass against the dick resting against it. Or rather, dicks. Two of them to be exact, both as gigantic, monstrous, and breathtaking as it was humanly impossible. "I've been a bad, bad girl lately, Mr. Warden."

"Is that so?" The now-identified Warden inquired, both hands at each side of the woman's ass, fully evolving it with his large fingers, all of them larger and thicker than most male members she had ever seen.

"Wait, what?" She caught herself in shock, not believing the train of thought that suddenly invaded her. She wasn't a frivolous woman who would think in such a way, but there was no denying that she had not only thought about but also agreed with the statement.

Before she could go down the rabbit hole, however, she was stopped by the lascivious sounds in front of her.

"So, should I use my baton to fuck some righteousness into you, my little, slutty owl?" He growled, backing up enough to place both of his massive and veined cocks against the woman's entrance.

"Yes! Totally, please! I, like, need it right freakin' now! I'm The Sluttiest Whore in the Boiling Isles, after all!" The self-imposed title was spoken with such a conviction, that the human woman had no doubt believing that she was just that. "My criminal holes have been going without a good, juicy pounding lately! And that can't be done! I need my good dose of jizz to not transform into an uggo monster, yknow?"

Camila allowed herself to take her eyes away from the debauchery occurring right in front of her and turned back towards the kids. Some of them had instinctively moved themselves against whatever few wooden boxes were near, but others, like Hunter and Luz, stood there, still following her commands but waiting for the right moment to get a glimpse of what was happening.

By the distinctive lack of blush, she could say that such a thing hasn't happened yet.

Pushing both teenagers back, Camila, against her better judgment, decided to continue watching. She could lie to herself and say that it was because she needed to know exactly what was happening in case something went wrong or something that they could use later…

But in all honesty, it was just morbid curiosity.

The spot they have decided to use to fuck wasn't even that secluded, to begin with, and they even made an attempt to hide themselves. Probably, she rationalized, because they knew that Witches and Demons wouldn't care about it one bit.

On more than one occasion, some himbo and piece of hunk would pass and see how the two perverts get ready to screw around, but rather than act shocked or scandalized, they just either face a knowing look and walk away or use something that somewhat resembles a IPhone to snap a picture of the occasion, some even going as far as just taking a selfie with the disturbing background.

And THEN carrying on with their lives.

It was bizarre, but sadly for her, she was getting used to it.

Pressing his hips forward at an incredibly slow pace, Camila could see with the luxury of detail how the woman's tight ass and pussy started to give in to the pleasure. Pain didn't flashed through her face not even once, but a deviant smile that showed the world how much she wanted this.

"Ye-eezh!" She laughed with a husky tone. "Break me! Use that thick, Demon cock to reshape me forever! It's an order from one of the Slutly Coven Heads, Wardy!"

As soon as those words came out of her mouth, something shifted. She could see how everyone on the main road stopped at once, as puppets that the puppeteer refused to play with anymore.

The Warden-creature also stopped, but funnily enough, the woman expectedly waiting to get impaled didn't.

"No, no, no, no!" A voice coming out of everywhere exclaimed with frustration as the narrow walls seemed to expand in a second, allowing the entrance of a shiny something to descend from the sky safely. "You big-titted cow, you came out of the script! AGAIN!"

It was a star, and at the top of it, there was a kid a tad younger than Gus, and although some may be more surprised by the celestial body being used as a vehicle, the mature Latina couldn't help but be more taken by surprise by everything besides the star or the kid

The kid at the top of the star was using a shade way bigger than his head, and on it, there was something that resembled a beret from a child's perspective. He was also holding a paper megaphone and he was sitting on a simple wooden chair with no other decoration beyond its good quality.

In other words, he looked like a movie director. Or, at the very least, a very stereotypical version of it.

"Did I?" The woman questioned, tilting her head to a side, causing her badly put wig to fall to the ground, revealing a wide, green hair that reminded her of a flower. "...Ok, but who the fucks care? Just do yer weird magic stuff and bring him to life so he can fuck me over and over until I can't feel my legs, pretty please? Thaaank youuu!"

"I already let you do that yesterday! And the day after that!" He discriminated in a very bratty tone, rubbing his face and rolling his eyes. "It was hot and whatever at first, but now it's just boring seeing you suck one-hundred cocks! B-O-R-I-N-G!"

"One hundred?" The woman asked dumbly, apparently unable to fully comprehend that the kid in front of her was basically God. Or not caring. "Does that have a zero in front or besides?"

"Ugggggh." The Collector groaned loudly, mirroring her own thoughts. "Why is everyone so stupidly dumb around here?!"

As the almighty being questioned something he was directly at fault, the dumb woman continued to try to close the deal on her own, pushing her child-bearing behind against the now unreactive monster cocks, having the expected results of the now lifeless caress of a demon to fall against the ground.

"Hey! Those are hard to get, you bitch!" The kid yelled with a tantrum. "I still don't even know where his kid is, so I can't even have the full set! If you break him-"

In less than a second, the woman was neatly kneeling in front of the floating star, her legs wide open towards The Collector and her mouth wet and ready to be ravished, her hands behind her head.

"'oyw 'onna wha?" She asked expectancy, waiting for a punishment that never came, the little porn director looking down on the woman for what she was, just a common street walker.

"You are crazy if you think I want anything to do with your whore mouth, skank. I can smell the jizz from here." With that said, the kid lifted a finger lazily. "That being said, you do need to be punished for being so dumb."

The walls around them deformed once again, imitating the effect of a lake disturbed by a frozen of rocks being thrown into its pristine form, the epicenters sending waves that distorted the laws of physics.

Until, finally, something surged.

" Que carajos? " To her surprise, she wasn't the one to utter those words. So absorbed she had been in this whole mess that she had forgotten to check in the kids to make sure they didn't what teenagers did and went against her orders, and as a result, five teenagers stood speechless and shocked, unable to properly process the scene in front of them.

Not that she could blame them, not as seemingly endless tentacles took the woman that had been dressed as her daughter's surrogate guardian and reduced to shreds her clothes with their mere touch, groping and squeezing the raw flesh as soon as it could.

"Oh, I luv this! Yeah, sugah babe, I have been such a naugh-" The woman began observing how the sticky ends of the tentacles were already swollen and secreting a familiar white liquid. However, her attempt of a smart naughty talk came crashing and burning when, like snakes, the tentacles vibrated and expanded, several spikes appearing around near the end and along the rest of the body. "O-oh…I, isn't this a little bit too…rough? I feel like this may give me boo-boos."

"Then I will kiss them when they are over with you." A gesture with his head was all it took for the tentacles restraining the lustful woman up into the air to begin their restless adult. Lacking kindness or nothing resembling it, guided by the violent breeding instinct that they were just recently created with, each tentacle invaded all at once every available hold.

Three in the mouth.

Four in her cunt.

And the rest up her ass.

All while the body wrapped around her figure, stimulating every part of her soft body, stimulating every pleasure point.

The woman squirmed helplessly, initially trying to resist, but surrendering quickly once she began a climax shaking her body to the core less than a minute after being forced to accept this ravishment.

The tentacles, of course, didn't stop. On the contrary actually, the peace became even more savage and desperate once the tight walls around them began to tremble wildly.

All the while a bored Collector observed everything with a completely bored out of his mind expression.

"This wasn't what I had in mind for my triumphal return to the island." The Collector admitted with a roll of his eyes. "I got bitches. I got a bro. I even got a fat-assed mommy, but…Hmmm."

Placing his finger next to his head, The Collector hummed as if in deep thought, her face morphing in concentration.

"Something is missing, and I have no freaking idea what it is." He finally muttered, before suddenly opening his orange eyes while an impish smile appeared across his lips. "Maybe you can help me, Luz?"

Camila gave a step back while Gus let out a gasp of surprise. Right when she felt her daughter's hand wrapping around her wrist, ready to try to make a run for it, she saw how the Collector snapped his fingers.

And suddenly enough, she was squirming up in the air, surrounded by tentacles that, while not completely monstrous and intimidating as the one currently reshaping the witch's insides forever, were still applying the corrosive effect on her clothes.

And, by the sound of it, also to her kids.

"Collector!" Luz roared defiantly, ignoring how her Azura costume began to dissolve under the tentacle's touch. "Where is Eda?!"

"In the castle, duh." He answered with a shrug as he gestured behind him, adding a good dose of condescension to his tone. "Anyway-"

"What did you do to her?!" She screamed once more, blinded by rage.

"I-"

"And King-" Before she could continue, a piece of sticky tape literally manifested on her mouth, preventing any more yelling.

"Mija!"

"Luz!"

"Please don't make me repeat that with everyone else here." The Collector repeated, half seriously, half teasing as he opened his palm, where a cage with all of the Palisman was placed by one of the tentacles. "I don't get what the fuss is about, anyway. King is my bro, and bro code says that you don't screw or fuck with your bro's family. It's in the rules."

Levitating towards the now almost fully naked Amity, she took her chin between her hands and seemed to analyze the girl in silence, even as she still tried to resist and even bite the Child God.

"The question is, does that extend to his sister's girlfriend?" He asked to none in specific, a depraved smile appearing on his face.

Her maternal instincts kicked in, and she did exactly what her daughter had been punished for.

"Hey! Suelta a la novia de mi hija, niño cochino!"

And talked back to God-like being.

The Collector's attention quickly shifted towards her, and his eyes narrowed as if trying to decipher something. Slowly, he broke his inspection momentarily and inspected Luz, then her again, and then Luz, and then-

"OOOOOOooooooh, YES!" He screamed almost childishly, jumping on his star over and over and causing it that with each jump, the star changed its color. "This is it! I'm sure! Most witches have two parents, so this is just perfect!"

Moving towards her on a quick move, The Collector cleared his throat.

"What is your name, you hot piece of a MILF?" He asked as gentlemanly as he could, which wasn't very much due to his words.

"C-Camila." She presented, still not knowing where thi-

"Good! Camila, from here on, you are my mommy!"

"Huh?!"

"Wha?!"

"Mrs. Noceda?!"

"MHM?!"

" ...Como? "

"Don't worry, it's not that hard!" He shrugged it off with a laugh. "Slutdalia will teach you everything you need to know! Oh, and your name, we will definitely have to change it. Maybe…Suckilla? No, that sounds like a monster. Oh, what about, wait for it, Sexilla? Ehh? Not that bad, right?!"

Camila, even with the embarrassment that brought being naked in front of her daughter and degraded as little more than a living sex doll by a creature that mentally didn't seem to have reached puberty, still managed to gather enough will to shake her head.

"Yeah, not my best one, but we will have time to deal with that." He confessed, raising his index and pointing towards the sky, causing the teenager to suddenly be held by a thread that wrapped around their bodies and pulled them up without giving them time to react, disappearing from her sight in an instant.

"Luz! Kids!" She screamed and disappeared, turning her head back as much as she could, trying and failing to reach for the kids under her care.

"Now, let me introduce you to the most important thing for you from now on!"

A rightful fury overcame the body of the rather small Hispanic woman as she heard the Collector speak once again. With curses already on the tip of her tongue, she directed her attention back towards him-

Just in time to be silenced by the meaty smack caused by a foreign dick landing right on the bridge of her nose and on the start of her hair.

Even the tentacles looked like just micro-penis when compared to what now rested against her face proudly. Both girth and size were perfect, and the smell of it was enough to make her mouth water by instinct.

And even worse, her brain, quickly betraying her, immediately began to draw comparisons between this bratty kid and his late husband.

Manny didn't win in any single category.

"O-oh." She whispered in awe, feeling how her lone, mature pussy began to be invaded by waves of warmth that Camila had never felt since a long, long time ago.

"So, it's a deal?" The Collector asked innocently, creating a complete contrast between his actions and his massive cock.

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