THE HORROR MOVIE: WHERE STEPMOMMY IS

This story began when my stepmommy and I moved to a new house. The old one had ceased to be a place of strength and family happiness for us since my fat her had passed away. My stepmommy, a humble woman, finally began to breathe fully in her new home. The bad memories left her, the environment changed, even though we began to live in much more modest circumstances, I was pleased with how stepmommy became more cheerful and even more beautiful. From a modest woman who had never held a makeup brush, she suddenly began to transform into a femme fatale. Maybe she fell in love...but I never saw her with anyone. She says she finally has the desire to put on beauty, makeup, and get her own life together. And I could have been genuinely happy for her if I hadn't begun to notice a strange change. In her behavior. She became irritable, abrupt. My stepmommy, who had always been a divine creature, started snapping at me. At first I was surprised, then shocked, then scared. I often found my stepmommy in the bedroom in front of the mirror. She could spend hours looking at it, dressing up, combing her hair, and dancing in front of it. And it's best not to let her get in the way of that.
One evening, after strictly forbidding her to come home late, I found her in the same place as usual. She scolded me for being a little late... but after that she started acting like her, but a mad woman who was hungry for a man. And she offered me to be her man. I didn't know how to react, usually stepmommy's requests I always complied, but this was something out of the ordinary. She offered to introduce herself to the neighbors as a married couple, because no one would ever check, offered me to have sex, under the pretext that it was good for both of us. She was begging, demanding, and looking at me with absolutely crazy eyes. I didn't know how possible it was to refuse my stepmommy, and then she just pulled my cock out of my pants. And I gave in to her, to her request, to her demand, to her persuasion, to her crazy look. I hope she knows what she's doing. Yeah, we are together. It felt so...good. I flooded her slender body with my cum, and she danced happily in front of the mirror again, smearing all the cum all over herself. But that turned out to be just the beginning...the end...next things started happening to her that were completely bizarre, and crazy.... Sex didn't smooth things over anymore. Nothing else smoothed it out. I'm afraid my stepmommy is no longer with me