Drugged Mother WIP (Commission) (Patreon)

“Dammit, Angela!” Ana shouted, as she looked in the mirror, finally seeing herself after a medical injury. “Why do I look like I’m in my thirties again?! I rather enjoyed my old age….” The now young woman sighed as she saw all the wrinkles and age spots she once had now gone. A silent trophy to each moment in her life before she noticed them, and it was gone now. “What is poor Fareeha gonna think now? I mean, the girl loves me and I love her, but it must be hard to process how your mother is now your age again.”

“I’m sorry, Ana…” The blonde medic said with a small frown. “After the incident, I had to enhance your reproductive cells and regeneration tissue and… Well, this is the outcome. Your body has reverted back to your being around thirty three. Clearly not your mental state, which is good. You would’ve forgotten about Fareeha.” Even though she had already enacted her plan to drug the older woman and force her to molest her daughter in public to ruin her career, she still had to show fake concern for her former role model.

“I would NEVER forget about my daughter, Angela.” The Amari woman spoke in a stern tone, glaring at the doctor before everything went blurry for a moment. As a pounding started happening in her head, she started blinking a few times to make sure the impairment had faded, she held her head and took a deep breath. “You said you had to enhance my cells? When will that wear off? I just got a massive headache and everything went blurry.”

“Sorry, dear. That’s just a side effect. It should wear off by tomorrow. Would you like me to escort you to your room?” Angela grabbed her tablet and started tapping away at the screen, looking like she was taking notes. However, she had sent both Sombra and Tracer a quick message.

[She’s been drugged. Now just to let her go for Pharah.]

“You are currently my patient, so I have no qualms about escorting you.” Before she realized it, both women had answered her back.

[Good! I have access to the cameras in the building. I’ll record anything that happens.] Sombra certainly worked fast for an enemy agent that wasn’t too sure that the medic was going to pull it off.

[Good job, love!~ I’ve got your lunch in my room!] Lena smiled to herself as she watched something random on her tv to pass the time.

“No need.” Ana paused for a moment, realizing her stomach felt empty. “Am I able to eat?” The older woman said with a soft sigh, regaining herself a bit and looking back to the blonde. “I guess the procedure has made me tired due to my cells and what not.”

“Yes. Feel free to eat, just make sure it’s nothing too heavy. Don’t want you stuck in bed if something goes wrong.” Mercy looked up from her tablet and smiled to the woman. “And I’ll look into getting you back to your normal age as soon as I’m able, do not worry.” Deep down, she felt a bit bad for what she was doing to the older woman. This was her role model she was drugging and using just for her own pleasure, but that feeling quickly faded as she saw the gorgeous mocha-skinned woman bit her lip and nod at the thought of eating something.

“Thank you, my dear. I’m glad I can still count on your just like I used to.” With a soft smile and a nod between the two, Ana left the room and headed into the mess hall. After the first few steps, the pounding in her head was back, signaling that another headache was around. However, as she got her food ready and got ready to sit down at an empty table, the room around her started spinning. Before she realized it she had dropped her salad on the the floor and latched onto the table in fear of collapsing. This attracted everyone’s attention to herself, even that of her daughter, who was eating a light meal to calm herself for her press conference tomorrow.

“Mother!” The younger Amari shouted, rushing over and gently grabbing the woman’s shoulder and her wrist to check her pulse. Being a Helix Security Officer, Fareeha had been trained in calming down those having panic attacks or other mental conditions during an emergency, and seeing her well trained mother nearly collapse on the ground definitely counted as an emergency in her mind. “Talk to me. What’s going on, Mother? What’s wrong?”

However, the older woman didn’t answer her daughter, her own auburn eye gazing over the younger woman’s body. Silently placing a hand over her daughters, the older Amari nodded and forced a smile. ”I’m fine, Fareeha, dear. Just a bit light headed after the procedure. I figured I’d eat a little something before getting some rest.” As she went to stand up, she lowered her hands to the younger woman’s hips and simply smiled at her. “It may be the after effects of the procedure, but Fareeha, you have grown into such a gorgeous woman.”

“Well.. Thank you, Mother. That means more than I can put into words, coming from you.” The younger woman smiled softly, a faint blush on her cheeks until she realized both of her mother’s hands were on her ass, giving her plump cheeks light squeezes at first before cranking it up a notch and squeezing with enough strength to probably leave a mark for an hour or so. “Mother!” Fareeha screamed, trying to back up just a step or two as she realized that Mei and Hana had already gotten up from their seats and were ready to pull the woman back if she tried anything else. “What’s gotten into you?” She asked, knowing that Ana’s hands were so firm in place that she wouldn’t be able to move.

The older Amari didn’t answer as she slipped both of her hands into her daughter’s underwear, taking a firm squeeze of her warm skin. Smirking and licking her lips, Ana leaned in and planted a kiss on her daughter’s soft lips. It was clear as soon as their lips met that it wasn’t the same kind of kiss a mother would give her daughter for being proud of her, it was definitely intended to lead to something a bit more risque.

“Mmm!” Pharah quickly pulled her lips away as she felt Mei and Hana grab Ana and pull the woman away from her. “Mother, what has gotten into you?!” Once the woman was an appropriate distance from her, she looked into her eye, noticing they were partially glazed over in lust and something she didn’t understand. “Wait a second… No matter what was going on, my mother wouldn’t have that kind of look in her eye.”

“So what do you think it is?” D.Va asked, looking at the older woman with a confused expression.

“Do you think she was drugged like Mercy and I were on stage?” The cryo-woman asked with a bit of concern in her voice, not having that hard of a grip on Ana.

“I thought Mercy’s staff was hacked into and that affected your tracking implant.” The newly pregnant gamer mentioned, turning her head and shrugging when neither girl answered her. “Alright. Whatever. What should we do with her?”

“Let me try and get in touch with Mercy. Until I do, just take her to her room and don’t let her out. If she’s been drugged, then we need to find the culprit.” Pharah pulled her phone from her pocket and tried calling Angela, only getting her voicemail. “Shit. Her phone’s off….” When she looked up, she noticed the other two women were already almost ten feet away from her, having dragged her mother along with them. “Well, at least something like this didn’t happen during my press conference tomorrow…”

“Yeah. I’d hate for you to go through something like that again.” Mei said with a soft smile as she and D.Va tended to the older woman, making sure she was at least partially herself before letting her go. “I mean, Overwatch will always welcome you as a member of the team, no matter what the press says.”

“That’s true, but Fareeha and I are different. We are also part of other organizations that help fund us. Like, my old gaming sponsors are the reason I had my mech. Now that I’ve lost that, I’m having to pay our mechanics and engineers to build me a new one from scratch since I can’t get my hands on the design.” Hana set Ana in a chair and put a glass of water in front of her. “Small sips.”

“I know how to take care of myself, Hana. But thank you for pulling me away from my Fareeha.” The older Amari sighed and took some sips of her water, looking at her daughter with her good eye before setting the drink down. “Fareeha, dear. I’m so sorry this happened. I don’t know what’s gotten into me.”

“It’s okay, mother. We think you were drugged, but have no idea who did it. Just get some rest or go and see Angela to get yourself checked out.” Pharah was sincerely worried for her mother, but needed to make sure no one would interrupt her live conference tomorrow so she could keep her job at Helix. “I love you, but I just don’t want to take a chance at losing my job at Helix.”

In Tracer’s room, Angela and Lena both sat on the bed, sighing as they watched the Amari women chatting as their drug failed them. Neither of them had the words for what just happened, it seemed like it was working! “We were so close!” Sombra’s voice came from the monitor in a slightly annoyed tone. “I guess the drug only has a minor effect on Ana, something she can shake out of her system with only a bit of outside help…” The hacker sighed and took over the monitor so her symbol was seen by the other two in the room. “Well, while it was a failure, I must admit that it helps with my research. I’m off to compile the information I have. Enjoy your toy.~”

“If only she was enjoyable, Sombra.” Lena said, forcibly burying the ex-assassin’s face between her thighs. “Luckily, she doesn’t eat much. So we usually just forget about her and let her eat our leftovers from our meals.”

“Actually, she should still need a normal amount of food, but she’s no longer my problem. So, if she dies under your care, she dies under your care.” Just like that, the screen flicked off and back up to the security cameras after a moment.

“I wonder why the drug didn’t work…” Angela sighed, closing her eyes and trying to think of a reason for the failure. “Was it not a big enough dose? Was it made wrong…? Impossible…”

As she listened to the older woman ramble to herself, Lena sighed and threw Widow out of her snatch. “Dammit! Why can’t you just listen and do as told?! You’re fucking useless, Widow! I don’t know why we keep you when you can barely eat a cunt right.” She watched the blue woman silently bow her head in shame as her archenemy was right. “You know what? I’m getting in the shower. I don’t know why the drug failed on Ana, but that just means things didn’t go as planned. For all we know, we may think of a reason it works in our sleep. I just… I can’t be around this useless blue bitch!”

“Yeah… Alright. Enjoy the wash.” The blonde woman smiled and snapped her fingers, getting the attention of the blue woman who sat in the corner of the floor with a frown on her face. “Come here and make me cum. You’ll learn to be useful.~”

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“My name is Amanda Johnson and we’re here today with Fareeha Amari, Lead Helix Security Guard and the first victim of what people are calling “The Overwatch Scandal.” How are you today, Miss Amarai? Is there anything you would like to say before I ask a few questions?” The redheaded, busty news reporter smiled over to the Egyptian woman as she waited for an answer.

“I’m doing fine today, Miss Johnson, and I hope you are too. I’d like to just start by saying that no one in either Overwatch or the Helix agency enjoy what is going on with this scandal. We know the culprit behind it all is the infamous Talon Hacker, Sombra, though. We at Overwatch are doing our best to find and capture here.”

“If I can ask, Fareeha, why exactly haven’t you found and caught Sombra if she is the one doing it?” It became clear in that moment that the reporter only had her job because she had a great rack.

“Well, as everyone who knows about Talon is aware, they are a group of elite, specialized soldiers, just like with Overwatch, just for evil purposes. Her skill should speak for itself. Just after my ordeal in dealing with her, she even got Mercy and Mei. Not even an hour had passed between incidents. You think someone who didn’t know what she was doing could do that?”

“Hmm. No, I guess you’re right. It would have to be someone with excellent skill.”

“Exactly. But we have discovered that she has taps in the Overwatch HQ, and-” The young Amari stopped as she noticed her mother behind the set, walking around the set and tinkering with the cameras while the crewmen were staring at her body.

“And what?” The reported asked, only to turn and look where Phara was looking, seeing nothing suspicious. “Oh, I’m sorry, I’m being a bit rude. Don’t feel forced to talk about a subject you aren’t fully comfortable with, Miss Amari.”