How was your night Mom?

"I vote parents," Abby said with a glint in her eyes as she opened the door to your room and rushed out.

You run after her quickly catching up, not that she had gone very far in the first place. There, in the living room, to see your very unattractive mother bound and naked. She hadn't taken care of herself after you and your sister had been born, turning the twig like figure she had in her twenties to a pear shape. Her breasts were still almost non existent, even smaller than your sisters had been while her stomach and ass bulge with fat.

"See bro, this is what happens when you keep it outside the family for too long," says Abby with a shake of her head. "Too bad she didn't change or you could be going two for tow right now."

"Aren't you going to untie her?" you ask even as you look away at the accusing glare your mother is giving you. Now that you see her you have the distinct memory of your sister creating those ropes last night to silence the woman who was making so much noise last night. Granted anyone would be surprised when a tiger man and a witch knock down the door to your house right in the middle of round two, but others would would run away instead of throwing cold water on the couple of strange beings.

"Maybe, probably, as soon as I make a potion to help her look a bit better and start thinking right," was the response from the kitchen even as your sister began to rummage around for either food or potion ingredients.

Staying by your mother just to make sure nothing happens to her, you look for a remote to turn on the TV. You can't shake the feeling that more people than you and your sister were changed last night, and if it was as big as you fear it would be on the news. It was at this time that you finally remembered that you hadn't put on any clothing when you left your room.