Following a customer : Anita the maid

Anita hummed cheerfully as she left the bus. Only two days ago, the long ride toward her job at the Morgan’s manor was a fateful moment for the 35 years old maid. But since her last meal at a local diner, everything changed. Being spit-roasted by 2 incubi was really a life-changing experience and the recently-corrupt succubus didn’t spend a day without thanking the idol for its gift. Of course, it involved spreading its gift to as many peoples as possible. She had already corrupted several of her neighbours, her best friend and hoped to share the gift with her cousin next weekend. The long bus drive was also perfect opportunities to spread her arousing pheromones and she was pleased to notice the effects on her regular driver as well as several passengers. But today she had a very good plan to put. The Morgan’s were one of the richest family this side of town and she was their maid. Cooking, cleaning, doing the laundry was her routine. But for the next few days, she planned to rock their prim and proper world upside down.

It was 6 AM when she arrived. She must prepare breakfast for the family, then she’ll have to do all the chores the too good (or too lazy) Bethany Morgan won’t do herself. Her first task was to prepare breakfast in the family’s large kitchen. One by one they joined the kitchen, the first one being Greg, the wealthy 44 years old banker grabbing a cup of coffee and one of Anita’s homemade muffin before leaving for work without a glance for the maid.

The next one was the mistress of the house, Bethany herself. Blonde, beautiful, ex-model for various brands of clothing, yet she was Greg’s beautiful but prudish second wife, marrying him a year after his divorce. Anita will gladly enjoy turning her into the lewdest, most depraved whore in both Hell an Earth.

As she left to run her usual jogging, Greg’s kids joined Anita in the kitchen. 19 years old Poppy was Anita’s favourite before her transformation, the only member of the family who always had a nice word or a smile for the Latina maid. So sweet, so innocent, Anita shivered at the prospect of tainting her beautiful soul until Poppy finally gave it to the Idol. The way she hungrily ate a muffin made with Anita’s own milk. Her step-brother Duncan remained true to form, headphone on his ears, oblivious to the world around him. When he rose his head, his eyes bulged as he momentarily lost his gaze into the maid’s bountiful cleavage. Anita smiled, acting as if she hadn’t spotted Duncan’s gaze while she leaned over the table to refill his mug with coffee. The teenager instantly felt his cock grew erect in his pants, thousands of ideas filled his mind, all of them about bending the maid on the table to fuck her hard or pushing her under the table so she could suck him as he ate his breakfast.

«Hello? Earth to Duncan, hurry up or you’ll be late, » Poppy said as she left the kitchen, moving upstairs to grab her bag and books. This pulled Duncan out of his erotic daydreaming, he quickly drank his coffee before grabbing his car keys. Before he left for school, Anita « accidentally » bumped her ass on his crotch.

« Oh, I’m sorry sir, » she said, blushing as she strutted away, pleased by the effects she had on him but disappointed he didn’t push his advantage further.

She tried again with Poppy, managing to « accidentally » meet her at the narrowest part of the corridor. Both of them apologizing as their chest bumped against each other, Poppy gasped as she briefly wondered if Anita had always been that busty, her C cups filling strangely inadequate next to the maid’s tanned melons.

« I… I, » she moaned as both of them stayed idle in the corridor. « I love your perfume, Is that a new brand one ? » she finally said, taking a large whiff of Anita’s potent pheromones.

« Yes, I got it yesterday, I can give you a sample… later. Now go, you’re gonna be late for school, » she answered, walking away while Poppy’s eyes were instinctively focused on the maid’s swaying ass. She could still smell Anita’s scent on her, not knowing that her own body was starting to emit slightly tainted pheromones too. Unlike her best friend Shelly, she wasn’t a lesbian but for the first time in her life she felt herself being attracted to another woman, and besides, it was their maid!

Anita licked her lips as she thought about Poppy’s heterosexuality beginning to falter. In a few days, she will gladly lick her cunt… while her step-brother’s is assfucking her. But if she wanted to make that thought a reality, she needed to do more than feeding them with tainted food while they breather her scent, she had all sort of chores to do and for the first time in her life, she was happy to do them.