He molds them, quickly

The very instant Jason stops speaking he finds himself sitting at his desk once again. It doesn't take any effort to get his bearings, because on his screen, Willow is once again slamming her cunt onto Mr. Walsh's dick. His private pornstar once again showing their daughter what a wanton, useless whore she'd become, giving herself to this man because she couldn't say no to her own urges. Jason watches for a minute, as the sanctity of his marriage crumbled again, then pulls himself together and gets ready to corrupt another family.

Jason leaves his desk for the lobby, where Kate and her parents have just begun waiting. He stifles a grin to see Kate fully clothed again in an interview outfit selected to impress. She has no idea that her looks are going to play such an important part of the interview, but it'll all have to do with what's underneath the clothes. She's clearly nervous, looking over the resume she had brought in.

Beside Kate is an older, balding man. He's of average height, chubby, and the most interesting thing about his face is his very odd, small, circular glasses. He's wearing a plaid shirt, tucked into beige slacks. Every bit the boring middle aged man. Her mother matches him perfectly, too. Jason guesses that she dyes her hair blonde, and wonders if she used to be a redhead like her daughter. She's also out of shape, which surprises him given their daughter. Whatever athleticism she has clearly hasn't come from them.

Jason strides up to the family with his best sleezy leer and puts out his hand. "Hello, I'm Jason Tyler. I will not be your interviewer today, so don't worry," he does his best used car salesman voice. He knows what he wants, and it doesn't involve charming them. "You must be Kate," he shakes the girl's hand, "and you must be her parents, though I don't think I'd know it without context! You look young enough to be her sister, don't you, Ma'am? Wow, such a good looking family, it's clear Kate gets her beauty from you, isn't it?" he asks the mother.

Kate's father's jaw drops open in outrage and he began making little sputtering noises. Jason grins and turns to the man, hand outstretched still, though he doesn't suspect it'll be taken. "Clearly we have the same taste in women. I'm sure we'll both pull an image of these two going at it out of the old spank bank tonight, but don't you do that every night?" he asks the man.

"What is wrong with you?" demands the beautiful, wide eyed woman between the man and Kate. Oops, Jason was getting so used to his powers that he'd forgotten to actually look at the changes he made. The mother is now very young, and certainly hot. Like her daughter, she could be a model. Her clothes are still very plain and conservative, showing that not much has changed in terms of her values regarding appearance. He lets his eyes trace down her form and is surprised to see a cross necklace dangling down.

Maybe it's time to slow down. "I'm sorry, I think we got off on the wrong foot. I'm sure that, right now, you all think I'm just a creepy pervert, but you won't let your opinion of me reflect on the office, right? Or give you any hangups about your daughter working here?"

"I guess not, but you're still disgusting. Do you have an HR department I can complain to?" the woman says.

"Or maybe the cops," the man says.

For her take, Jason looks to Kate, who seems petrified, and perfectly content to let her parents do the talking. "I'm sorry, but no, I'm afraid we don't. Look, I can see you're religious folk, and the way I am probably clashes with that. I bet neither of you have ever had sex with anyone else but each other, even if the Mr. here is into ****, and don't use any kind of protection. Looking at you, Ma'am, as beautiful and sexy as a Playboy Bunny, he's the lucky one and there's no way he can satisfy you. You must be very disciplined, because with your enormous tits, tight waist, and big, sexy ass, it's clear that your body was made by God to attract men, and I'd bet you've got the sex drive to match. It's very impressive that you've been able to save yourself for procreative sex only." He pauses to take in their expressions. There's both disgust, the same as before, and a slight smugness at how wrong he was. That is, before he follows it up seconds later with, "am I right?"

And he is. Now the gorgeous woman looks like she could have just stepped out of the private plane of a Dubai billionaire looking to party for the weekend. A pornstar's body that couldn't be improved with photoshop, and a sexy face to match. The only thing incongruous is that her outfit is even more conservative than before, though you wouldn't know it with how well she fills it out.

Finally, the man finds his words and says, "okay, you need to stop commenting on our sex life right the h-e-double-hokey-sticks now. It's none of your business and this... this is harassment!"

"I'm sorry, you're right. It's just that I know what's going to happen today, and I can't help but gloat. Now, none of you are going to remember these next questions, are you? Ma'am... no I can't keep calling you that. Did your parents name you Bunny? There we go. Aren't you secretly, so secretly that you don't even know about it, bisexual? When you meet her, won't Yasmine be able to corrupt you so easily that within a half hour she could make you her devoted sex ****? Won't you find some excuse to interrupt the interview when it goes longer than an hour?" he asks. The family blinks, faces trying to puzzle something out.

"I'm sorry, I know I came on strong. Well, I've got somewhere to be and I just wanted to meet you all first. I'll see you in the conference room soon, Kate," he says, turning and leaving, with his work done.