DNA Valkyrie - Chapter 51: Fragment

Today, we have the finale of volume 2 of DNA Valkyrie! 

The next chapter that will be released will be the chapter premiere of volume 3! Get excited! 

CHAPTER 51: FRAGMENT

La Jouissance mansion was now Cynthia’s home. Two women lived her to this day, joining the old far and his servant. The private eye was given a room. Her own bedroom. She didn’t even have a bedroom in her old, dusty apartment. She had to sleep on the couch in the living room. It was far from being as comfortable as what she now had.

The bed was huge.

The mattress was soft, warm, and perfectly soothing for her generous shapes and heavy physical charms.

She was given a set of pillows and a thick blanket. Everything was of the same colour, satin orange. It looked beautiful. The windows in the room were closed, but Cynthia left the curtains completely open. She didn’t mind a little bit of the nearby outside light to partially glow at her windows. The mansion was far removed from any neighbours anyway, so there was no risk for something that could potentially bother her outside. Which was drastically different from leaving in the heart of the city of Ecstasy. There, she had to close the blends of her apartment all the time, otherwise, peeping toms would try to see her sleeping all the time.

Sometimes it turned her on.

But not always.

Sometimes, she simply and only needed to sleep after a long night of work at Joss’s club. But thanks to this new bedroom in the mansion, Cynthia had a lot more personal privacy than she ever did before. At least, she felt it.

As the curtains were entirely open, the reflecting light from the sun on the night moon glowed a little through the windows, entering her room as she slept. The reflecting light had a dark blue colour to it.

In her bedroom, it was as if the entire place had a blue filter, illuminating in every corner, changing the overall tone in the room.

Cynthia was at ease. She had never slept better. Her right arm was lying up above her head. We could entirely see her right armpit and her sideboob as she only worn a thin blue and black nightgown. This was a piece of clothing that she had never wore before this night. Sebastian gave it to her as a welcome gift for joining the mansion (and the ‘family’, despite no one saying or suggesting it out loud). The nightgown showcased a ton of cleavage. The satin orange blanket currently only covered half of her body, roughly from her crotch to the end of her legs. However, one of her legs was coming out of the interior of the blanket, as if it was a little, tiny bit too hot for this particular leg. This naked thick leg looked incredibly sensual as the reflecting light of the moon bounced off of it, illuminating it in all her glories.

Finally, she also slept with the DNA Valkyrie connected to her breasts. As usual, the fossil brassiere didn’t hide most of her breasts, only covered her nipples and most of her areolae. It was strongly advised to her by Gerald and Sebastian that it was much better for her to spend her nights of rest wearing it. The dangers of losing the luxury of breathing during the night were much too high. Having access to oxygen while sleeping was a lot more important than having the pleasure to rest with her breasts uncovered.

Which was something that bothered her quite a bit. For a woman, especially for a woman such massive tits, it was heavily appreciated to be able to sleep with bare breasts. Allowing them to move freely during the night.

But it was what it was….

She was still getting the rest she deserved after spending all the time chasing information and clues to help locate Gerald’s daughter. It wasn’t an easy task at all, but in the end, helping this old Saurius man paid off royally. It was as if she hit the jackpot.

She now had a real home.

But that didn’t mean that all her problems and troubles were going away just like that. Not at all.

Coming to her like a true ghost from the past, something progressively started troubling Cynthia’s sleep.

A voice of resurgence.

“Cynthia… Cynthia…” That soft voice that was heard in the room eventually woke her up. She rubbed her eyes in tiredness.

“What…? What is it…?” She was barely able to say. She finally managed to fully open her eyes and discovered a silhouette in her new bedroom. A woman was staring at her. Standing right there in the middle of the room. Cynthia jumped in fear as she first noticed her, she was surprised. “… What the fuck? Who are you?”

“This is Mommy… Don’t you recognize me….? It only has been a few years…”

“What? You’re not my Mom! Is this a joke?” Cynthia felt confident about herself. This couldn’t be her Mom. But despite the dark lighting in the room and her vision being all foggy, she was still convinced it could not be her. But this strange woman looked exactly like Cynthia’s Mother. The same blue hair colour. She simply had shorter hair. A little older, of course. She was like the MILF version of Cynthia.

“What are you talking about, Cynthia? This is me…”

“M—Mommy…? But how can you be here…?”

“I wanted to see you,” the dark silhouette of her Mother slowly walked up to her next to the bed and softly touched her cheek. Petting her face. “You’ve grown so much in so little years. You look so beautiful. But… What is that…? What are you wearing…? Why are you wearing this…?” She questioned her.

“It’s—It’s a device that allows me to breathe… Without it, I would die…” Cynthia explained as she touched the DNA Valkyrie with one of her hands.

“Why would you need this to breathe?”

“This is a long story… But I can explain…” Suddenly, the Mother partially hidden in shadows ceased softly petting the face of her daughter and quickly grabbed the DNA Valkyrie device.

“I said: ‘Why do you need this to breathe’?” She said, rapidly and completely switching her vocal tone to kind and passionate to cruel and angered.

And in a flash—the Mother savagely ripped the DNA Valkyrie from her daughter’s chest, fully pulling it away from her. Cynthia’s breasts were now fully uncovered. She would soon lose the ability to breathe.

***

Cynthia suddenly woke up.

It was a dream.

A vile nightmare.

It was still night. The middle of the night. Cynthia understood that she was alone in her new bedroom and that no one pulled the DNA Valkyrie from her chest. Luckily for her. She touched it to make sure it was really there. It was and it reassured her.

What was that all about…?  She thought as she sat down on the edge of her bed. This was probably the time she felt the most alone. She just saw what appeared to be her Mother in a bad dream. But now, no one was there except her. She felt incredibly lonely.

She threw the satin orange blanket that still covered parts of her body away. Most of the blanket ended up falling on the floor.

***

Cynthia climbed down the main stairs of La Jouissance mansion and was about to enter the living room. She felt guided toward this specific room as she kept hearing a continuous noise coming from it. The noises seemed to be people talking to each other.

When she finally entered the living room, she discovered that the noises were coming from a television. But she was right. People were talking to each other on the television. And she also found Gerald, watching the television, sitting on a couch. Well… Saying that he was watching was actually a pretty big word since Cynthia found him sleeping on the couch upright.

“What the?” She ran to him, touched and petted his back. Very softly. “Gerald… Gerald… Gerald…” She tried waking him up.

“...” He snored.

“Gerald. Gerald. Gerald. Gerald.”

“What…?” It finally worked. He opened his eyes and woke up.

“You fell asleep in front of the TV again…”

“I did…?”

“Yup. Gerald noticed the clock on one of the walls of the living room. It was: ‘three-thirty-six AM’ in the morning.

“What are you doing up at this time of the night? Huh? Weren’t you able to sleep?” She sat down next to him on the couch.

“Oh, I was able to fall asleep, but I—I just woke up…”

“How come?”

“Nightmare…”

“Don’t worry, nightmares can’t hurt you.”

“Well… This one did…” Cynthia revealed with a deeply sad expression on her face.

A beat.

Gerald didn’t know what do say at first. He extended his left arm, wrapped it around Cynthia’s back, trying to make her feel a little better.

“I’m sure it’s going to be okay… Whatever you saw in your dream… I feel like I didn’t thank you enough for saving my daughter…”

“Don’t worry, you did… Plenty of times. Like ten times already, ha-ha.” She laughed. She cheered up.

“Right. Right. But I still feel like it’s not enough. Honestly. Thank you so much for rescuing her.”

“You’re welcome.” she smiled. She felt a little better. He embraced the idea of spending time with him right now. She pushed and pressed her body tighter to the old Saurius man.

But then, as they were having fun together, she suddenly noticed something she had never notice before—Gerald’s crotch. Her eyes randomly locked on his crotch as he had his legs wide open and she saw a huge bump.

Wait… Hold on! Is that his…? She thought, unsure if it was his natural, flaccid state or he was erect or something.

Is he hard right now…? She kept asking herself mentally.

“Gerald…?”

“Yes, dear?”

“Uh… Are you so happy to see me right now that… (she cleared her throat)… You just got a little bigger or something?” She directly asked. It was hard. But she managed to.

“Bigger? What do you mean?” He honestly seemed confused.

“Well…”

“Like… I look fatter than before?” He wasn’t getting it at all.

“No! Not at all. I meant… Down there…” She said as she pointed his crotch with her index finger. He then looked down.

“Bigger than usual?”

“Seems like it to me…”

“I regret to tell you that this is indeed my normal size,” Gerald informed her.

“Normal size? For real? But I never noticed how big you were before…”

“Well, I’m not walking around naked. Never happened if I correctly recalled.”

“So, you’re flaccid right now?”

“Exactly. Why are you so concerned about this?”

A slight beat.

Cynthia stared at Gerald with a wry smirk.

“Can I see it?”

“See it? Why?”

“I’m curious. You tell me that this is your flaccid state, but I only see a bombastically, huge bump from here. It simply feels impossible to me.”

“What is impossible? My size? Or the fact that I might not be erect at this precise moment?”

“Ha-ha! A little of both! Now! Can I see please?” Cynthia was all excited. She was starting to get aroused. Her face was red. She blushed as she leaned forward, getting closer and closer to the old man.

“Would that help you sleep better tonight?”

“YES! Totally!” She jumped and down. She was all in.

“Alright. Alright. Alright. There. Take a sneak peek,” he told her as he slowly pulled down his pyjamas pants, revealing to her and fully showing his member. Gerald’s penis was huge. Fourteen inches long with a flaccid state. The only thing he didn’t show her right now was his testicles. They were still hidden under his pants. His throbbing dick softly bounced up and down as she first laid her eyes on it. She blushed even more. She was amazed.

“Wow! I had no idea you had such a nice-looking cock.”

“Thank you,” as he was super tired and confused, he did show her his dick, but that was it, he had no intention to go further down this weird road. He was about to pull his pants back on when—

“—What does it look like erect?” Cynthia made a big effort to quickly as him a question just before he finished pulling his pants back. It was all part of her plan. She quickly asked him this question in the hope to prevent him from hiding his member at this exact moment. It worked.

“Different.”

“What would it take for it to be erect?”

“I don’t know… I’m not sure… It has been quite a bit of time since…”

“Can I try?” She said while blushing some more.

“Wait… What is happening here…?”

“Oh! It’s nothing personal. I’m simply curious what it looks like…. You know…? Fully formed I guess…”

“Alright, then. You can try it if you want. I wouldn’t know where to begin to be honest.”

“Okay,” and just like that, Cynthia touched Gerald’s member for the very first time. She softly started rubbing the tip of his glans as he pulled his pants down some more. Her big boobs swung from the right and left under her thin nightgown as she moved forward in a much better position to have access to his cock. Her breasts freely bounced a lot despite the fact that she currently wore the DNA Valkyrie.

His dick progressively grew bigger. A lot faster than he thought it would. In a matter of nearly half a minute, his old, rusty member morphed like a cocoon to a butterfly and reached an erect state once more.

“I can’t… I can’t believe it…”

“What?” Cynthia asked.

“I’m—I’m hard. I’m erect. This is the first time that it happens to me in over a decade…”

“Is this the truth?”

“Yes…”

“That’s awesome. But I don’t get it. Were you having trouble getting it going or was it only because you weren’t interested?” She asked as she kept softly masturbating his member. Keeping a direct eye-contact with the old Saurius.

“A little bit of both I guess…”

“I see… Well, don’t worry about it any longer. As long as I will be a resident of this house, I’ll be nearby to take care of you,” she murmured right into his ear as she confidently stroked his dick.

“Really?” He wasn’t sure what to say at all.

Just when Cynthia was about to lean forward some more and to give Gerald a little more than he bargained for—

“—Daddy… I just had a nightmare…”—Néné showed up. Accidentally ruining everything. The blonde daughter stood on the edge of the living room, still rubbing her eyes she was so tired. She was not seeing anything right now. Both Gerald and Cynthia jumped when they first heard her. Cynthia ran out of the room before Néné could see her and Gerald covered himself with a blanket that was sitting next to him on the couch. He luckily covered himself just in time.

Néné finished rubbing her eyes and took a look at his Dad, sitting on the couch. He was alone. Nothing unusual as well. Cynthia had enough time to run away. Néné slowly walked up to him and sat next to him. She pressed her body against him. She wanted to cuddle her old man.

“What is it, honey? A nightmare you said?”

“Yeah…”

“Okay. They are pretty recurrent tonight…”

“What…?” Néné was all confused by what her Dad just said.

“Um! Nothing! Nothing. So, what was your nightmare all about?” He quickly corrected himself.

Meanwhile, as Néné was all awkwardly getting cozy with her Dad, Cynthia actually stealthy stood on the other side of the wall of the living room. She was still there. Hidden. Listening.

“It was strange… There was a woman…. She hurt my friend… It was scary…”

“Oh, I’m sure it’s going to be alright,” he said as he gave his daughter a big hug.

Cynthia finally left. Silently.

***

The next morning, Cynthia got up with a surprisingly good and positive mood. She felt happy. Finally done with that long investigation and now rested from it, she felt like she could take on anything. She was ready for a new investigation. Ready for a new journey.

Early in the morning, she exchanged her sexy nightgown for her traditional trench coat, tank top, and skirt—her private eye outfit.

She grabbed a pen and the old, dirty notepad she recovered from her past office.

She flipped to the page in the notepad where the picture of her Mom was. She looked at it for a little while and smiled as she ultimately closed the notepad.