Back with Jasper (Jasper's POV)

John ran out at the same time that he shouted some incoherencies. Probably he didn't notice giving his mental state, but he was sporting an erection and by the look of it, a big one.

You remained there, looking at the door from which he had just exited.

"Probably he didn't expect his prudish mother to act as a cat in heat" the look of fear and excitement that was left on your mind was enough to, once again, make you wet down there. "I wanted to know the full family before deciding a plan of action but..." a hand down there slowly start to stroke the clitoris that was becoming erect, red from all the activity that you have enjoyed, "I just enjoy that look!"

As one hand was slowly caressing your vagina, another started playing with one of your nipples. Little current of pleasure ran through your new body as your legs started to become weak.

"Easy girl... there are still people to meet" you said as you noticed a car parking outside. From the small car a brown haired woman with medium length-hair, a sporty tank top that give her a good locking cleavage ang leggings exited. Your daughter has inherited the genetics from you and your new husband.

"Lisa, you make me remember my time as the count daughter that I sold to his opponents for my misdeeds" you licked your lips savoring what was to come.

Your daughter had made a commotion just after opening the front door - your luggage was still scattered on the floor. And when you went to say hi to her, she had commented in your choice of attire. The dismissive words that you heard about your dress and lack of bra make you put her in your black list.

I will have to give her a very special lesson...

The second commotion was when she went to her room and she didn't appreciate that you have been sniffing around in her room, letting some of her clothes scattered around - you were searching for a dildo to use, something that neither daughter nor mother had. The ensuing fight was such that at a certain point you considered jumping in her just to shut her down - but that would mean that she would win and you lost. Finally, she shouted to not talk to her, and she locked herself in her room.

John had remained in his room during all this commotion - the sweet boy - and when you went to consult him, muffled words came from inside.

Must be masturbating, God knows that I would do it if I had a mother like me!

As you didn't want to cook, you rang a pizza number that you found in a scattered paper. You were considering to do a pizza dare or something like that, see if you could win a free pizza, but just as the pizza boy arrived, your new husband's arrived home. The sweet tall man, blond with a square jaw, was the definition of loving husband, but he didn't make any comments to your appearances. Even when you kissed him as a whore, the most that could extract from him was a simple 'wow'.

Dinner had been cold. Your husband had wondered what had happened as your daughter made some passive aggressive comments and your son couldn't look at you in the eyes. At the end of it, each one of you had retired back to your respective rooms, leaving a sour note in the air.

"Did something happened before I arrived?" your husband asked you once you were back in your room. He was cleaning his teeth as you waited for him naked over the bed. "Lisa normally isn't so-" his words suspended in midair when he exited the bathroom looking at you.

"Come here. I need you right now" you tried using the most seductive words that you could. Depending on if he was any good in the sack or not would define how you would treat him.

"Oh my... We haven't done this in so much..." with an apprehension that you rarely see, he went towards you, kissing you once he was on the bed. Lack of skill aside, his body was toned even for his age which made you wet down there, your vagina sensitive from all your activity of today.

All the family is fit and good locking, now we know where John obtained his fetish!

Slowly caressing over his slip, the hard-on that your husband sported was a big one, but maybe a little bit smaller than your son. Once you throw away his boxer, the 7-inch cock greeted you in the face. Greg put you in a missionary position in order to start, but you stopped him, indicating for him to lie down, dick ups.

"You... You have never done something like this before" He said as you put his cock in your mouth. The poor man had started to pant just after you started using your tongue.

"Let's say... I'm a new woman... In Brazil where all this young women...." you said as you started using your new breast for a tit job.

"Oh god!"

"And made me realize, if I didn't do anything, my husband would leave me..." your pace and pressure increased.

"I... never!"

"You wouldn't leave me?" you said using your most cute voice, feeling as his cook hardened between the pale globes.

"No!... God Sonya..."

"Even if your daughter-" but you couldn't finish, as an explosion that you weren't expecting went towards your face. You absolutely preferred to drink semen than to have it in on you.

"That... That was amazing..." Your husband was gasping, apparently this was the first tit job of his life. "What... What were you saying..."

"Nothing..." you said between teeth. Seeing as your husband was putting again his pajamas, you asked about it, "Aren't we going to continue?"

"Sorry dear, I'm spent" and as he went to the side of the bed and proceed to lay down, he gave you a peck on the lips as he said "I love you"

Infuriated, you went to the bathroom to clean yourself. Your face, a disaster cause of the sperm had an angry face and red eyes. "Fucking husband... Making Jasper do all of this, and he doesn't reciprocate..."

"That's it! He needs to go... I will make John have an harem starting by his mom... that will teach that piece of shit of a husband not to mess with Jasper" you said after cleaning your face, "I will start by changing my wardrobe, that will attract the eyes of John".

Going to the bedroom, Greg has fallen asleep, snoring as you locked at him. You still needed to be satisfied, your body needed it.

"... Then in case it is necessary, I'll change my daughter and any women near him"

Using a technique you have developed many years ago, you swapped with your husband and immediately possessed again Sonya body.

Now without any mind in it, Greg's body only reacted to stimulus, and you could give them in abundance. Repeating the same as before, you give the empty body another tit fuck, which quickly created an erection. Without wanting, you impaled yourself in the mast that was Greg.

"Mmmmh..." Sonya's body was sensitive, something you already knew, but you didn't know how much. The most minuscule of movement was creating a current of electricity that run pass you. You started small, little jumps using your knees, but as your vagina became accustomed to be filled, your movement became bigger, bolder. Taking one of your boobs in hand, you started eating one of the big nipples that you had, and it wasn't long before you came, shouting your mind out without caring if your children could hear you.

And then, looking at the body of your husband, a wicked smile formed on your face. Jumping in it, you put Sonya's body in all four with Greg's mind in it, and it wasn't long before his sleep mind wake up from the penetration of his own cock.

"W-What.... Mmmmm!"

That body that you have became to know so well came just as his mind started to understand the situation that it was in. Greg was a passenger in the body of his wife, not understanding in what was happening.

"Don't worry dear, this is a dream" you said as you hit the pale ass of Sonya.

"Mmmmh!"

Without being able to say any words, you continued during the night to enjoy the prude body of a suburban wife, making noise as if to wake up every one of your neighbors. You enjoyed Sonya's body in positions you were sure the original occupant would never dream of. Only after all three of her holes where full of your seed, you left the man rest. His gaze was unfocused, seemingly having lost his consciousness in the course of the endeavor.

"I hope you enjoyed this. Because soon enough you will be transported to your own hell".

Cleaning both bodies and returning to the initial configuration, this time you went to sleep with your body necessities being sated. Tomorrow Greg would wake up and wonder if what just happen had been a dream, but wouldn't be able to tell anyone - how a conservative father would admit that he dreamt of being fucked as his own wife?

With a grin in Sonya's face, this time you went to sleep thinking in all the debaucheries that you would put through this family.