[Commission]Welcome to the Jacksons!

(This story is commissioned by silverking77)

Thalia Grace looked up at the small apartment door and took a deep breath.

She had a huge duffle bag slung over her shoulder.

The bag contained what little possessions she had from her treacherous life of moving one place to another.

Just when she thought she could settle down in the Hunt of Artemis, some stupid disease got her and Artemis expelled her immediately when she found out.

"I'm truely sorry, sister. But I can't risk my lieutenant breaking her oath with some dumb male."

Thalia didn't like it, but she understood where Artemis was comming from.

The disease she had—called Absolutely Gullible Syndrome, was a rare disorder that basically made her believe whatever she heard, no matter how absurd it was.

So, if the wind caught that Thalia had AGS, hoards of men would pounce on her like a starved wolves feasting on a dead dear.

Under similar logic, Thalia couldn't return to Camp Half-Blood or Camp Jupiter.

As much as she loved her friends, the majority of people there were someone she didn't know, or trusted.

In the end, Thalia turned to the one household she could put her faith in without a doubt.

The daughter of Zeus took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

"Hello? Is anyone inside?"

For a moment, there was no answer.

Thalia was about to knock again when the door aggresivly swung inside and a busty middle-aged woman stepped out with a bright smile.

"H-hello, oh! Thalia, it was you! Welcome!"

"I-uh..."

Thalia stepped back in surprise, appalled by the depraved attire of Sally Jackson.

Off the top, Sally was only wearing her bra and thongs. Several vibrators buzzed inside her pussy.

Sally squeaked and stumbled, leaking a few more drops of her love juice on her sandel as she stepped forward.

"Wh-what are you..." Thalia stammered.

Sally rolled her eyes up for a second, shudderinf violently. A gush of female cum splashed on the front porch.

"...ooh, this? This is just...how I releave my stress, honey. You don't need to worry about it."

"I...okay..."

Thalia nodded.

If she didn't need to worry about it, there was no point in asking why Sally was dressed like a street hooker.

Sally beckoned Thalia in.

Thalia peeked her head in wearily.

The last time she heard about the Jackson's, Sally was living together with a mortal man named Paul Blowfish or something.

Thalia was never comfortable around mortals, much less a more mature men/father figure.

To her surprise and relief, the house seemed to be empty apart from them.

Sally offered to help her take the bag into her room. Thalia was surprised by her words.

"I have my room?"

"Of course you-ah!-honey! You are going to live here from nowon, aren't you-u?"

Thalia was speechless, awed by how much the Jackson's was caring for her when it was barely a minute since she appeared at their doorstep.

After countless thanks, Thalia carried her bag into an empty room, right next to Percy's.

"Now, Thalia. Time to take your clothes off."

Thalia's hands halted in the middle of unpacking her stuff.

"Pardon?"

The daughter of Zeus looked up at Sally.

Surely she had just misheard her words.

However, Sally tilted her head with a small frown as if Thalia was the one being irrational.

"Well, I'm wearing nothing but my bra and panty. It's only fair if you do the same, if not less."

"I..."

Thalia struggled to make an argument, but more she thought about it, the more it made sense.

Sally was nice enough to give her a room in her house. If she wanted her to take her clothes off, then those fabrics are getting off.

Thalia pulled her orange T-shirt over her head and tossed them in the shelf.

Next, she stooped low and pulled down her tattered jeans to her ankles and stepped out of them.

"H, here, Ms. Jackson..."

Thalia figited nervously.

She wasn't used to exposing her skin this much in front of someone else. Even in the Hunt, she always changed and bathed alone.

And now, here she was, almost naked as a seductive MILF openly scanned her body without any signs of remorse.

"Oh, would you look at this!"

"Ah!"

Thalia gasped when Sally slipped her hands under her thongs and yanked them up.

She squirmed and fell forward into Sally's shoulder.

Sally kept talking as if all of her actions were completely normal.

"I never thought you would wear something revealing like this, Thalia? Do you still have a crush on Percy?"

Thalia blushed scarlet. How did Sally know about her secret?

"I-huh? I never, what are you talking about?"

Sally chuckled and shrugged off Thalia.

She pat on Thalia's firm ass as if she was talking to a flustered 8-year old.

"There, there. Now would you mind turning around and bending over? I have a present for you."

"O, okay..."

Still embarrassed, Thalia obeyed Sally's request.

She didn't realize that things were, yet again, not as it seemed until she felt something getting pushed into her ass.

"Ah! Ms. Jackson! What are you doing!?"

Sally slapped on Thalia's ass.

"Stay still, girl! This is our family tradition! You'll take it without whining!"

She scolded in a sturn voice.

Thalia hiccuped, but she obidently closed her mouth. The daughter of Zeus tried to ease up her anal as the anal plug **** its way inside her.

Getting something inserted through her back door was such an odd feeling, Thalia couldn't help but gasp and whimper.

Still, she didn't make another protest until the plug was all the way inside her butt.

When Sally pulled back, Thalia took that as a sign to stand up as well.

She wad already more embarrassed and humiliated than she had ever been before in her life.

Unfortunately for Thalia, Sally was far from done.

She clicked on a small remote in her hand, and the anal plug buzzed into life.

"Aieeee!!"

With a shrill shriek, Thalia sank to her knees as her asshole vibrated violently.

"M-Ms. JAaacksoon~?"

Thalia looked over her shoulders and saw Sally smiling brightly at her like any other day.

"Welcome to the Jacksons, Thalia!"