Note: This story was written with assistance by an AI. I provided prompts and edited the results to make sense, creating something resembling a full story.

The pizza shop reeked of sweat and sex, the once-pristine counters a battlefield of damp skin and scattered clothes. Nanefua slumped in the chair, still catching her breath, her cane toppled uselessly to the floor. The faint glow of the new collar pulsed steady at her throat, every thrum making her jaw tighten.

Peridot hopped off her little arena with a spring in her bare feet, landing squarely in front of the defeated matriarch. Her visor was smeared, her hair wild, her grin stretched sharp and feral. “Phase complete! Victory absolute! Specimen Pizza Senior — collared, conquered, catalogued!”

Nanefua spat the words through ragged breath. “Goblin… you’ve made… a fool of yourself.”

Peridot barked manic laughter, crouching low to her level, her grin all teeth. “Incorrect! I’ve made a queen kneel! I’ve shattered your composure with science! And now…” she snapped her claws, spinning on the twins, “…we test the device.”

Jenny blinked, her smirk slipping back into place despite her flushed face. “Ohhhh, hell yes.”

Kiki squeaked, still naked, still trembling. “Wait—test—what kind of—”

Peridot hopped back onto the platform, pointing dramatically at Nanefua’s bare feet. “Subjects Jenny and Kiki: commence oral worship! Feet first. Optimal starting point. I want to observe her reaction to humiliation from her bloodline.”

Nanefua jerked, her nostrils flaring. “You wouldn’t dare.”

Peridot’s grin split wider. “Dare? Order.” The collar pulsed, a sharp thrum that made the older woman’s body twitch, a low groan slipping unbidden from her throat.

Jenny’s grin sharpened as she dropped to her knees in front of her grandmother. “Don’t fight it, Gunga. It’s science, right?” She grabbed one of Nanefua’s ankles, lifting her foot to her lips, kissing the sole with deliberate slowness.

Kiki made a strangled noise, covering her face with one hand even as she shuffled down beside her sister. “Oh my god oh my god—this is wrong this is wrong—”

Peridot cackled, bouncing gleefully as she pointed her tablet at them, typing notes furiously. “Yes! Perfect! Subject Jenny: bold, shameless engagement. Subject Kiki: resistant, but compliance achieved under direction.”

Nanefua hissed through her teeth, but the collar hummed again, making her let out a stifled groan as both of her granddaughters’ mouths pressed to her feet. Jenny licked the arch with cocky flicks, while Kiki trembled, lips brushing the toes with timid kisses.

Peridot leaned forward, her grin sharp, visor flashing. “Look at you! The proud matriarch, undone by her own line! Your will crumbles under my device, your body betrays you!”

Nanefua’s fists clenched, her jaw trembling as another involuntary groan slipped free. “D-damn you…”

Jenny glanced up, smirking around a lick. “Sounds like it’s working to me.”

Kiki whined softly, pulling her face back just enough to squeak, “This is so wrong…” before the collar pulsed again, making Nanefua shudder, her toes flexing right against her lips. Kiki whimpered, forced closer.

Peridot cackled, recording every twitch, every groan, her voice manic with triumph. “Data confirmed! Collar functioning at full capacity! Even the strongest Pizza submits to me!”

Jenny and Kiki kept working, their grandmother’s proud frame trembling as the humiliation mounted, the collar glowing brighter with each pulse.

Peridot hopped down, crouching low to watch from inches away, her grin feral. “Yes… worship her feet. Break her pride. Make her understand what she is now — mine.”

Nanefua squeezed her eyes shut, her voice breaking into a low, guttural groan as her granddaughters’ tongues slid against her soles.

Peridot perched on the edge of the counter, legs swinging, tablet in her lap as she typed furiously. Her visor slid low as she observed the scene with manic delight. “Phase one extended: pedal worship. Continuous exposure increases humiliation, pleasure response rising exponentially.”

On the floor, the twins knelt at their grandma’s feet, side by side. Jenny had her ankle in both hands, licking from heel to arch with slow, deliberate strokes, her eyes glittering up at Peridot. Kiki kissed along the toes, trembling, eyes half-closed as the collar’s hum made her compliance automatic.

Peridot leaned closer, her grin feral. “Yesss. Good. Subject Jenny: aggressive, confident. Subject Kiki: shy, but yielding. Matriarch response… involuntary muscle contractions, suppressed vocalizations. Perfect.”

Nanefua hissed through her teeth, her fingers gripping the chair arms so hard her knuckles whitened. “Goblin… you are vile.”

Peridot’s grin sharpened. “Incorrect. I am brilliant. You’re providing perfect data.” She gestured at the two kneeling figures. “Continue. Slow, deliberate. Make her feel every inch of her own defeat.”

Jenny chuckled darkly, dragging her tongue higher up the sole to the ball of the foot. “You’re lucky, Gunga. I’m being gentle.”

Kiki whimpered softly but obeyed, kissing between the toes with hesitant lips. The collar pulsed again, and Nanefua shuddered, a low groan slipping free despite her clenched jaw.

Peridot typed furiously, her voice gleeful. “Note: vocalization at third pulse stronger. Resistance weakens. Shame increases compliance. Magnificent.”

Jenny glanced up, smirking. “She’s fighting it but she’s feeling it.”

Kiki peeked sideways, cheeks burning. “This is so—so—” she stopped, pressing her mouth to her grandma’s arch to hide her face.

Nanefua’s head tilted back, her breath coming heavier as the twins’ mouths worked her feet. She tried to sneer, but it cracked into a shudder. “Nnnnhhh…”

Peridot hopped down, crouching close to watch, her grin wide and sharp. “Ohhh, beautiful. The mighty matriarch undone at the very foundation — her feet kissed by her own line. Every inch you lick is another brick removed from her fortress.”

Jenny dragged her tongue up to the ankle, sucking a bruise into the delicate skin just above the arch. “Want me to keep going up, boss?” she asked slyly, glancing at Peridot.

Peridot’s eyes glittered. “Yes. Slowly. Ascend. Map her body inch by inch.” She flicked a claw at Kiki. “Follow her lead.”

The sisters exchanged a look, then began their climb. Jenny’s mouth moved from ankle to calf, licking in long, languid strokes, while Kiki trailed shy kisses just above the ankle bone, trembling as she followed.

Nanefua’s hands clenched harder, a soft sound escaping her throat despite herself.

Peridot crouched close, typing with one hand while the other stroked the grandmother’s thigh possessively. “Phase one complete. Transition to phase two: legs. Observe the unraveling.”

Jenny smirked against her grandma’s skin, her tongue gliding higher. “She’s shaking already.”

Kiki whimpered softly, kissing up toward the knee. “Ohhh this is…”

Peridot grinned, leaning closer so her face was inches from Nanefua’s. “Yes. Feel it. Every kiss, every lick — proof of my genius. Your fortress is falling from the ground up.”

Nanefua’s proud jaw trembled, her voice a low, broken growl. “You… wicked… little… goblin…”

Peridot cackled. “Praise accepted. This wicked, genius little goblin would like some narration to her experiment.”

Jenny licked up the curve of Nanefua’s calf, biting playfully at the muscle before glancing up at Peridot. “You want me to talk while I do it, huh?”

Peridot perched back on her heels, tapping notes into her tablet with a feral grin. “Correct. Narration increases humiliation. Vocal data input adds to the matriarch’s unraveling. Describe everything. Don’t leave a single inch unacknowledged.”

Jenny’s smirk widened. She sucked a wet kiss into the back of the knee, pulling back just enough to murmur, “Right now I’m kissing up her leg. Strong muscles here — she’s still built solid.” She dragged her tongue higher with deliberate slowness. “Tastes like salt. Like someone who’s worked hard their whole life.”

Nanefua let out a sharp hiss through her teeth, her jaw trembling.

Kiki whimpered, still following along, kissing tentative paths up the other leg. Her voice came out thin and shaky. “I-I’m kissing up too… her knee is… warm… her skin’s… softer here than I thought…”

Peridot scribbled gleefully. “Yes! Excellent detail. Compare, contrast. Build the humiliation!”

Jenny leaned in, nipping gently at the inside of her grandmother’s thigh, close enough to make her gasp. “Now I’m higher. She’s shaking… she’s trying to hold steady, but her legs keep twitching every time I bite.”

Nanefua groaned, a guttural sound she couldn’t bite back, the collar pulsing bright at her throat.

Kiki shivered, her lips brushing higher as she squeaked out, “Her thighs are… t-trembling… I can feel her pulse here…” Her blush burned crimson, but the words still spilled out under Peridot’s command.

Peridot hopped closer, crouching to stroke Nanefua’s quivering knee with one claw. “Perfect. Every word carves deeper. She can hear you describing her own undoing, and the collar amplifies the shame.”

Jenny pressed a hot kiss to the inner thigh, so close her breath ghosted over her grandmother’s core. “She’s wet,” she said bluntly, her smirk wicked. “She’s acting tough but her body’s begging.”

Kiki squealed, hiding her face against the opposite thigh. “Sh-she is… she’s warm and—damp…”

Nanefua’s head fell back, a broken sound catching in her throat.

Peridot’s grin split sharper, her visor slipping low as she scribbled manic notes. “Yesss! Matriarch resistance falters under verbal narration! Humiliation confirmed as accelerant!”

Jenny licked boldly at the trembling inner thigh, dragging her tongue dangerously close to the center. “She’s ready, Peri. Say the word.”

Kiki peeked up nervously, her lips trembling just a breath away. “Wh-what do you want us to… to say next?”

Peridot crouched low, her face inches from Nanefua’s quivering pussy, her grin feral. “Describe her,” she hissed. “Describe every inch as you taste her. Make her hear the truth of her submission.”

Nanefua’s fists clenched hard, her chest heaving, her pride quaking on the edge.

Jenny’s smirk curled, tongue flicking higher. “Oh, I can do that.”

Kiki whimpered softly, but nodded, trembling as she leaned closer too.

Nanefua sat slumped in the chair, chest heaving, sweat beading her dark skin under the harsh restaurant lights. The collar glowed steady at her throat, pulsing faintly with each shiver of her body.

Peridot crouched just a few feet away, tablet in hand, her grin razor-sharp. “Proceed,” she hissed. “Describe every inch. Record her collapse with your mouths and your words.”

Jenny smirked wickedly, her tongue flicking boldly up over slick folds, slow enough to make her elder groan. She pulled back just enough to purr, “She’s wet. Soaked, actually. More than I expected. She tastes… sharp, earthy, strong.” She licked again, savoring the twitch. “Like someone who’s fought hard but finally gave in.”

Nanefua jerked, a guttural sound tearing free, her pride cracking at her granddaughter’s words more than her tongue.

Kiki trembled on the other side, her lips brushing tentatively before she whispered in a quaking voice, “She’s… she’s warm. Hot, actually. And her skin’s so soft here. I can feel her shaking under my mouth.”

Peridot scribbled furiously, cackling as she recorded. “Yes! Narration increasing effect! Shame intensifies with every word spoken aloud!”

Jenny dragged her tongue flat and broad, slow from bottom to top, then pulled back with a grin. “Her pussy’s throbbing. Can feel her pulse on my tongue. She wants it bad.”

Kiki whimpered, kissing shyly at the top before squeaking out, “She… she’s leaking. More every time we touch her.”

Nanefua’s fists slammed against the chair arms, her jaw trembling as a raw groan escaped. “S-stop—”

Peridot leapt forward, crouching inches from her face, her grin feral. “No. Don’t stop. Say more. Make her hear it all.”

Jenny pressed her lips against the swollen nub of her clit, suckling lightly, earning a sharp cry. She grinned against it, muttering, “This little spot’s the key. She twitches every time I touch it. Sensitive as hell.”

Kiki’s blush burned crimson as she whispered, “Her… her folds are so soft. And slippery. My lips sink right in…”

Nanefua’s whole body jerked, a broken sound tearing out despite her clenched teeth.

Peridot cackled, slamming a fist against her tablet. “Perfect! Perfect! Her composure crumbles under the weight of her own granddaughters’ voices! Every description is another nail in her pride’s coffin!”

Jenny licked hard again, pulling back just long enough to grin up. “She’s dripping down her chair now. Can’t hide it.”

Kiki’s voice broke as she kissed tremblingly. “She’s so close… she’s clenching every time…”

Nanefua let out a raw, broken groan, her head falling back as the collar pulsed brighter, amplifying every humiliating word.

Peridot bounced gleefully, eyes gleaming. “Yes! Describe her until she begs! Until she admits her truth!”

Jenny’s tongue worked mercilessly, her smirk sharp. “She’s about to lose it. One more push and she’s gone.”

Kiki’s whisper cracked into a whimper. “She’s… she’s beautiful like this. Even when she’s breaking…”

Nanefua let out a guttural cry, her hips jerking helplessly as the collar thrummed hot.

Peridot cackled, tablet shaking in her claws. “Collapse imminent! Record the data!”

Jenny smirked against her grandma’s heat, her tongue circling her swollen clit with merciless precision. “She’s twitching like crazy. She’s not gonna last.”

Kiki’s breathless voice trembled, lips brushing lower as she whispered, “She’s clenching… so tight. Every second it’s worse. She’s… she’s gonna—”

Nanefua let out a raw, guttural groan, her pride splintering under the weight of her granddaughters’ voices. The collar at her throat flared brighter, sending a pulse through her body that dragged her closer, faster.

Peridot cackled, pounding notes into her tablet, her grin feral and wide. “Yesss! Collapse confirmed! The matriarch is undone by description, by humiliation, by science!”

Jenny sucked hard on the nub, smirking through the slick sounds. “She’s dripping down my chin. Can’t stop her now.”

Kiki whimpered, her face buried close, voice breaking as she confessed, “She’s… beautiful like this. She’s… begging without words.”

Nanefua’s fists slammed weakly against the chair arms, her chest heaving as her jaw dropped into a ragged cry. “Nnnnhhhhhh—!”

The collar pulsed bright, humming deep, and her whole body seized. Her proud, strong frame convulsed violently, climax tearing through her like a storm, loud and unrestrained. Her moans echoed off tile and glass, guttural and broken, filling the shop with the sound of her defeat.

Jenny pulled back just enough to lick her lips, grinning sharp. “That’s it. She’s gone.”

Kiki squeaked, pressing her forehead to the trembling thigh, whispering, “Oh my god, she’s—she’s—”

Peridot leapt onto the chair’s armrest, crouching like a triumphant gremlin above the wrecked old woman. Her visor slid low, her eyes wild as she raised her tablet like a trophy. “Victory confirmed! The eldest Pizza: climaxed, collared, conquered — again!”

Nanefua slumped in the chair, gasping, her eyes glazed, sweat beading her trembling body. The collar glowed faintly at her throat, its hum steady and cruel. Her jaw clenched, but no words came — only the echo of her cries still hanging in the air.

Peridot leaned low, her grin splitting sharp as she hissed into the elder’s ear. “You’re mine now. Your line kneels, your pride shatters, and your body betrays you. Welcome… to my collection.”

Jenny leaned back, wiping her chin with a smirk. “Hell of a way to get initiated.”

Kiki whimpered, hiding her face in her hands again. “I can’t believe this just happened…”

Peridot cackled, throwing her arms wide atop the chair. “The Pizza family — fully acquired! Data complete! My dominance… total!”

The restaurant reeked of sweat, shame, and victory, Nanefua still twitching under the collar’s faint hum as her granddaughters knelt at her sides.

Nanefua slumped in the chair, hair damp with sweat, collar pulsing faint green against her trembling throat. Her eyes flicked up at Peridot, still sharp but hazy with exhaustion, her jaw clenched.

Peridot hopped down from the counter, her grin feral as she snapped a new harness into place around her hips. The dual-shaft device gleamed under the restaurant lights, humming with a low, ominous buzz. She adjusted the straps with manic precision, every motion sharp and efficient, as the twin shafts rotated to a vertical alignment.

“Phase seven: final humiliation,” she crowed, voice ringing through the empty shop. “The matriarch, claimed in front of her line. Completion of the Pizza acquisition protocol!”

Jenny’s smirk flickered back, her eyes wide but gleaming. “Oh, wow… she’s actually going to…”

Kiki squeaked, trembling where she knelt. “Oh my god…”

Peridot strode to the chair, her bare feet slapping against the tile. She gripped Nanefua’s knees with her hands, spreading them apart with casual authority. The elder groaned low, fists clenching on the armrests as her pride warred with the collar’s pulse.

“Jenny. Kiki,” Peridot hissed, glancing over her shoulder with a crooked grin. “Attend to her breasts. Narrate as you go. Make her hear every inch of her defeat while I take her.”

Jenny’s smirk widened; she rose and moved to one side of the chair, her hands cupping the elder’s dark, heavy breast with a bold squeeze. “She’s still firm up here,” she murmured, licking the peak with a slow drag of her tongue. “Strong. She’s trying to hold it in but her nipple’s hard.”

Nanefua hissed, her jaw trembling.

Kiki hesitated, then mirrored her sister on the other side, blushing crimson as she kissed the other breast timidly. “She’s warm… her skin’s soft here… her heart’s pounding under my palm…”

Peridot grinned wider, guiding the humming phallus to Nanefua’s slick, swollen folds. The second shaft prodded the old woman’s wrinkled, dark asshole. “Perfect narration. Continue.”

Jenny flicked her tongue over the nipple she’d claimed, smirking. “She twitches every time we lick. She’s trying not to moan.”

Kiki whispered, “Her chest rises faster every second… she’s trembling under us…”

Nanefua let out a low groan, the collar pulsing brighter as Peridot slid the phallus’s head teasingly up and down her folds, smearing slick over the tip without pushing in yet.

Peridot hissed against her ear, her grin sharp. “You resisted, you taunted, you struck me down. And now? You’re mine. This is your final calibration.”

She thrust forward in one slow, deliberate motion, the twin phalli sliding deep. Nanefua gasped, her back arching, a broken sound tearing from her throat as both her holes were filled at once.

Jenny licked harder at her breast, murmuring for Peridot’s notes, “She’s clenching around it already. Tight as a vice.”

Kiki kissed and squeezed timidly, voice quaking. “She’s so wet it slid right in…”

Peridot moaned, rolling her hips with measured rhythm, every thrust precise and unhurried. “Yesss. Say it all. Make her hear it. Her body’s betraying her in front of you.”

Jenny flicked the nipple with her tongue, smirking up at the elder. “She’s moaning, even though she wants to act tough.”

Kiki whispered, kissing higher, “Her breathing’s… ragged. Her heart’s racing.”

Peridot sped up, her claws digging into Nanefua’s thighs as the collar pulsed in time with each thrust. “Phase seven: total submission. The matriarch, broken under her line, catalogued and claimed!”

Nanefua let out a ragged groan, her head falling back, her strong hands trembling on the chair arms. Every thrust of the phalli made her hips jerk, every flick of her granddaughters’ tongues on her chest pulled another involuntary moan.

Jenny’s voice dropped low, teasing and cruel. “She’s close again. You’re making her lose it in front of us.”

Kiki’s blush burned crimson as she whispered, “She’s… beautiful even like this…”

Peridot hissed through her teeth, thrusting harder, her grin manic. “Yes… collapse again. Let your line witness your surrender.”

Nanefua’s cry cracked high, her whole frame shuddering as the collar flared bright. The phallus’s hum deepened, vibrations spiking as Peridot drove her through the final humiliation.

Peridot cackled, her small hips rolling with ruthless precision. “Climax now, elder! Admit your place!”

Nanefua’s scream tore free, raw and broken, her body seizing around both the phalli as she climaxed again, this one deeper, louder, stretched out by the device’s cruel double pulse and the twin mouths on her chest.

Peridot threw her head back, laughing triumphant, her claws digging into trembling thighs as she rode out the old woman’s convulsions. “Victory absolute! The Pizza matriarch: claimed, conquered, mine!”

Jenny pulled back at last, licking her lips with a wicked grin. “Damn, Peri. You really did it.”

Kiki buried her face in her hands again, whispering, “I can’t believe this…”

Nanefua slumped in the chair, chest heaving, collar glowing faint and steady as her proud eyes flicked up, glazed but burning with humiliated fury.

Peridot crouched close, her grin razor-sharp. “All data recorded. All subjects secured. The Pizza family… complete.”