Family first

“I can’t,” you say even as you readjust your pants at the idea of being in close quarters with the tiger girl. “At least not until I check on my family. My mom’s home so I need to make sure she’s okay. Once I grab her I’ll start heading back to your house.”

“John Jan Simmons legs turned into a mass of tentacles that she’s using to grab as many boys and girls as she can so she can turn them into her personal pleasure toys. Do you really want to take the chance to see your mom like that?” Sarah asked.

You wince at the idea of your mother being turned into some kind of sex obsessed freak of nature. While she wasn’t dumpy, she didn’t hit high enough on the MILF scale for you to look twice at her once you had a couple of years to get used to puberty. She’d just been mom, unconditional love when she was nice, disciplinarian when you screwed up, and unmatched hell bitch when anything threatened you or your siblings.

“Yeah, even the thought has given me a few new mental scars, that’s for that Sarah,” you snark, causing your friend to actually grin a bit despite the situation. “She’s still my mom though, I need to try to save her, if she can still be saved.”

“You really should watch what you say John. That kind of talk could get some girls damp before all of this, now it’ll probably get them on their back begging you to knock them up. I’ll hold down my place, just make sure you’re still you when you come over.”

With that Sara dashes away, dodging and weaving with feline grace, despite the large counterweights she now had attached to her chest. You’re now alone in the middle of a demonic invasion on your way to save your mom. It’s a good thing your house is only three blocks away.