It starts with a pleasant introduction.

You touch down on the Wynns' front lawn, Kristen taking the lead in approaching her house. She shifts into a glamour, herself with her enhanced figure, clad in latex top and skirt--Kristen has a kinky side, even by succubi standards--and strides up the stairs, knocking on the door. "Guys, guys, it's me," she whimpers, banging frantically. "I... I know it's been awhile, but..."

"Kristen, is that you?" comes a sleepy female voice.

"Yes, Mom," says Kristen. "I... I lost my key. It.. it was..."

The door opens, revealing a tired woman who looks very much like a blonde version of her daughter. You suspect her hair is normally neater than her daughter's tangled mop as a mortal, but she has clearly been roused from an unplanned slumber rendering it a mess. "Well, it's goo..." Mrs. Wynn seems somewhat taken back by her daughter's scanty outfit and altered form, but she is clearly too tired to put it together immediately.

And that is all Kristen needs. She grabs her mother expertly by the back of the neck. "Thanks, Mom. You're a fucking darling." She pulls her mother in for a deep kiss. The woman briefly struggles, but soon is relaxing into the kiss, and then returning it, stroking her daughter's shoulders lovingly. Kristen pulls back and grins. "Mmmm, very nice, Mom. I'll have to pay you back for that later tonight. Now, where's Dad and Nat?"

Mrs. Wynn stares at her daughter, dazed. "Yo-your father's in the den. Resting. Natalie... Natalie went to her room. I think she's sleeping."

"Good, good," says Kristen. She glances back at the rest of you. "Hey, Megs, Vicki, why don't you put a little something on. I think we could give my dad a real treat."

The two teen succubi giggle and step forward, donning glamours as they do so. Both follow Kristen's example, keeping their swollen curves, and 'wearing' scanty clothes. Megan is wearing a thin tube top that barely covers her tits, and a pair of Daisy Dukes that practically reveal her ass-cheeks; Vicki has created a pair of skin-tight yoga pants, and leather jacket unzipped to reveal an epic line of cleavage. The two shuffle past Kristen and her mother, making kissy-faces as they do so. Mrs. Wynn watches them pass, desire naked on her face.

"Oh, Mom," says Kristen with a note of sadistic teasing. "You're so hot and bothered. I think you need some help. Hey, Maddy, you want to relieve my mom's tensions?"

Maddy strides forward, and grabs Mrs. Wynn as Kristen heads inside. Kristen's mother stares at the transformed woman with a mixture of shock and deep lust. "Madeline..." whimpers Mrs. Wynn weakly, "what happened to.. what...?"

"Shhhh," says Maddy, cradling the woman in her arms, "don't worry about it, Emily. Just enjoy it..." She lowers Emily's head to her nipples. Soon she is swallowing Maddy's tainted milk as you all file past her. "Mmmm," murmurs Maddy, "we're gonna have a nice little night, Emily. Just watch."