Scene 1: I am a single caring Indian mom. Wearing covered nose rings and sarees. I regularly pray to God and even when you come and tell me you are getting bullied at school, I hug you and kiss you (camera) saying that everything is going to be alright. Scene 2: Some neighbours move in and I am gone away every night, spending most of the time at their house and returning in the morning. When you ask me why, I say that they have hired me as their accountant and they are are nice and good people. I ask you to be a good boy and to go to bed and be fast But this time you notice some changes. My saree is a bit loose and my hair is open. My cleavage is showing and I am a bit more mocking and humiliating than before, not like your normal mom. It was as if I am transforming. Scene 3: One night you follow me at neighbour's house and find I am worshipping the devil/shaitaan, as I slowly strip out of my saree and I am wearing some dark make-up around my eyes and some in an altar. I am worshipping shaitaan/devil. I notice you and humiliate you and invite you in. I tell you that I have now become a servant of the dark lord / shaitaan (shaitaan ki pujari) and that the neighbours have inducted me in their cult. I also describe how transformative it had been and how I need to feed off on the fertile seed/cum of virile men to maintain my evil powers and beauty and youth. So naturally this time it is your bully whom I have decided to milk today as his strong cum will grant me strength and power. I cuckold and humiliate you while I suck off your bully and tell you how I am a worshipper do the dark lord now. I say how my body, my tits that you nursed on, belongs to the dark lord now. More than the sucking and fucking the dialogues and cuckolding and humiliation of the son is much more important.