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Futamama!

A single mom in her thirties has had a tough life. In a world where everyone can make pacts with monsters, Catherine has had to stay pact-less since her teenage days. Now with a 14 year old daughter she works as a receptionist. Once day she realises she can finally make another pact and that something in her body is changing... how will this affect her life and will she finally be able to walk out of her unfortunate past? P.S: Art work is not mine. If you want me to take it down please contact me

Izy_Bell_Hart · Urban
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37 Chs

Chapter 26 - Meeting a Namesake

Idle chatter between the two made time pass peacefully.

She borrowed a thick cardigan from one of the staff she was friendly with, body tempering didn't improve temperature immunity by much, so Catherine felt a chill after her body cooled down.

There weren't many people since it was a weekend, so when a young lady came in and looked around, she found her target easily and called out. "Mom! I finally found you."

Catherine saw the Manager's impregnable smile crack for the first time, she visibly froze and turned to look at the source of the voice.

Standing there was a teenage girl with a face similar to the manager's but she was average in height. Her eyes were dark shades of green unlike her mother's brown eyes, but the shapes were similar. They were just as seductive as her mother, a foxy look with long, upturned eyes.

What was different, however, was that, unlike her mother's personality which was just as foxy as her appearance, she was clearly a bright and bouncy personality.

She skipped over to her mother, her palm-sized chest bouncing along. Her legs were just as shapely as her mother's, long and with round calves and slim ankles. Her thighs were even thicker than her more mature counterpart.

It was the perfect thunder thighs that Catherine always wanted to play with, even now she wasn't sure whether those thighs or what was between them was more enticing.

"If you'll excuse me for a moment, I'll have to go and talk to her. I'll just step out for a moment; I'll see you some other time." The Manager stood abruptly and took a step towards her younger, and just as sexy, version of herself.

'Yeah, right. I don't need a system to realise there is something wrong here. Plus, you're the type who can lie without flinching. I'll be lucky if I ever get to see you again if you leave. I haven't got revenge for the embarrassment in the bathroom!' Catherine also stood up and stepped forward.

"It doesn't take a genius to figure out that 'see you some other time' isn't a very honest phrase." She smiled brightly at the teenager skipping to them as she whispered and beckoned her over.

The Manager's glare was prickly enough that Catherine guessed that her Cultivation was higher than she imagined. 'Yup, the prickly feeling isn't just my imagination from how scary her glare is. Her cultivation is leaking out from her agitation.'

It was a shocking development for a random café manager to have broken through beyond the Tempering Stage, 'it wasn't surprising if it was the Manager though.'

"Hey! You're the Manager's daughter, right? You're like a smaller version of her! As expected of the family genes, so pretty! I'm Catherine, what's your name?" Catherine reached out to shake her hand with a friendly smile.

"Really?! My name's Catherine too! You can call me Cat or kitty, my friends call me that so it's less confusing for us, or do you get called Cat too?" The teenager sprung up and down in excitement at the amazing coincidence. She shook Catherine's hand who in turn stared as her chest 'bounced' along to her excitement.

"You can call me Catherine in full then, or just Cathy if you want. I'm a friend of your mom, she's always been serving me when I come for a drink and we've gotten close. Did you just come back from school?" They both sat down next to each other naturally, and both of them came to a silent agreement to ignore the invisible pressure the other milf at the opposite side of the table was giving off.

"Yeah, I go to the school at the end of the street behind the café. I usually stay another 2 hours for club practice but I finished early today so I came to see mom. I didn't think I'd end up meeting mom's hot friend instead. Your abs are amazing, just how much tempering does that need?" Catherine was taken aback by her straightforward remarks but she found herself smiling along with her infectious atmosphere.

"Depends on the technique and how you do your foundation for tempering, I'll give you a few tips to look out for..." Catherine explained a few things such as how to identify the best workouts for yourself, what to eat and when to eat it as well as other things.

"Cat, I told you to go home, why did you come to work? You're making things difficult for me." The Manager cut into the conversation with a frown.

"Mom... 'she's' at the house. I couldn't go in and you know how she reacts when she sees me." An uneasy expression appeared on her face along with a wry smile.

The Manager's frown became even more pronounced after that, she was silent for a moment before getting up, "I'll change my uniform, wait here for a moment."

The negative atmosphere made both Catherines stay quiet. After hesitating, she looked at the teen and asked, "Is it a stalker?"

She looked up at the older woman, her powerful frame and calm smile made her feel safer, "Something like that, mom's avoiding some people and that woman is using that as a way to bother mom. Mom wants her to leave but she won't and says she'll expose where we live if we do that."

"Hmmm... what kind of woman is she? The possessive type? Delusional? Or just lustful and wants your mom because she's gorgeous?" Catherine let slip her personal thoughts a little more than she wanted in a tone that made it clear she agreed with the stalker's aesthetics.

Unfortunately, the Manager's daughter was rather perceptive. She gave Cathy an odd look and hesitated before she decided to answer, "I think you might know... but mom's a bit 'controlling' in THAT kind of way. Mom had an unexpected fling with her and she took anything mom threw at her and mom vented a lot that day, I know because mom had a good night's sleep the next day and was in a good mood..."

She blushed and she looked at the beautiful, blonde woman and imagined her mother tying her up. Her smooth yet explosive muscles along with her soft, womanly aspects being outlined in tight bondage was a dangerous image that made her almost drool. She managed to snap out of it and continue, 'Mom is friendly with her so even if she is after mom, I don't think there's a problem.'

"She came a few days later saying she wanted to date mom, mom wasn't against it initially. But that lady is a little too crazy, it kind of became clear that she didn't want mom to be her girlfriend, she wanted her to be her master or something." She would have found this embarrassing to talk about if it wasn't so traumatising to remember what happened next.