An impish girl always goes through the back, of course!

Denise ultimately decided to enter by the rear, hehe, would be the best. She snuck around to the back of the neighbors' house and grabbed the wall, pulling herself over with unexpected ease, and seamlessly landing on her feet.

Like a Pro!

She didn't expect going over the wooden wall would be so easy, a grin on her face at her own skills as she snuck over to the backdoor. Ah, Adam's mom was right inside and unfortunately, a pile of boxes and... furniture stood at the base of the stairs. Denise raised an eyebrow at the sight of Adam's things. His blanket and sheets were stacked with his pillows towards the front, and everything from window blinds to his rickety nightstand was layered about. There was also the smell of paint in the air... Was she redoing his room?

Denise could hear her humming as she closed the back door and moved in. Adam's mom was sorting through one of the boxes on the kitchen island, in full sight of the stairs, as Denise debated her next move. Denise felt... something odd, a sort of sensation similar to what she felt back in the restroom with Aida.

She reached out...

… Deserved much better than what she had been given. It was going to look so good and be ready for her wonderful daughter once she got home, Aida deserved the best after all! She had neglected Aida's needs for too long already, so she needed to have Aida's bedroom wonderful for when she comes home. Especially if she brings home a gentlemen...

Denise reacted almost instinctively as her mind twisted strange energy, unsure of what she was doing only that it felt right, her mind reaching along an invisible arc to Adam's mom. A shade seemed to be over the older woman's mind, imposing an altered awareness about her son... Something Denise thought she could modify somewhat.

Or even a girl, maybe Aida will finally take a move on her nerdy friend.

Denise blushed as she felt a couple.. candid impressions of herself pass through the older woman's mind. Denise went redder as Adam's mom pondered explicit details of what they might have gotten up to when they hung out. Clearly, the succubus had already done some work here, and somehow Denise could tap into that as well. Heuheu, fear my latent magic talent! Denise mentally boasted to herself over her work, her embarrassment fading as she prodded the other woman's mind.

A little mental pulling and Adam's Mom was walking out to the car to see if she forgot anything, while Densie quickly trotted up the stairs quickly. The strange presence in her mind seemed to tell her how to do things as she drew upon it, allowing her to shift thoughts around to insert a few basic feelings into a thought or mental imprint like the one cast over Adam's parent.

Adam was sure the worst...

Or maybe the best, ma sweet thing.

Part of the school day was upon him. His class before lunch was gym. He tried to skip it, wanting to duck into the library and waste the hour, but he felt the sensation of the succubus taking control over his legs and he walked into the hallway between the gym and lockers before he had his control again. Letting out a sigh he braced himself before he tried to walk into the gym... but stopped.

Now now, Honey. Sure you don't need to change with ma abilities, but surely you don't want to deny yourself the experience of some locker-room camaraderie?

“No way in...” He started before his voice seemed to lock up.

Oh, honey. You are going into one of these rooms regardless of what you want, and they will have such salacious ideas and fantasies about you darlin'.

He cringed at her words, and to his horror felt himself excited with the idea, his manhood half-masting within the latex prison. The thought of being ogled and lusted over like a sex object filled him with dread and shameful arousal over the fact that some twisted part of him... she wanted it. Adam/_Aida _licking their lips as they look down the hall at the locker entrances, a throb of hunger within their belly. The thought of subjecting himself to more guys gave him pause even as the strange Aida part of his mind craved it.

Remember, darlin' little Aida, how everyone sees you. Your locker might be in the boy's room, but everyone considers you a girl... Ya could live the schoolboy fantasy and be more than accepted in the girls' lockers as well.

He felt himself buckle at that thought. A few students tossing him looks as he stood still in the hallway as they walked into the lockers. His strange hunger welling up inside him, fantasies of many of girls he sees on a daily basis pressing on his thoughts... a few boys as well... The not him part of his mind teasing him with a remembrance of how... satisfied he felt before he left Cory's car earlier as he glances at the boys' locker-room. His thoughts locked on which one he should enter, his mind not even considering just leaving or skipping gym anymore.

Aida's part of his mind attracted to the naughty thoughts of being a girl in the boy's locker-rooms, while Adam's own male thoughts fantasized about seeing his female classmates in the lockers... part of him wondering what would happen under the succubus's influence within.

Don't worry hun, no-one will question if you belong.

His stomach burned with a lustful hunger suddenly, his body suddenly filling as though he had been starved, a weakness in his legs as he stepped towards the doors. The latex squeezed tighter against his legs, but his sudden hunger quashed any curiosity as they found themselves drooling like a starved man outside a buffet.

Now, from where should we feed?