He finds his mommy is more messed up than he thought

“I’m home!” he called out once he closed the door behind himself and Dea, immediately freeing his dick again. It was more comfortable that way, and why shouldn’t he be comfortable in his home? Dea clearly liked it, the crimson-haired bimbo looking at it with parted lips and whorish devotion.

“Vince…” he heard his mother, Teagan, say and looked up to see her sitting in the living room and watching him and Dea in astonishment. Seeing their exposed, sexual bodies was an immense shock for the older woman, but she also recognized a feeling of arousal, especially when Dea couldn’t restrain herself any longer and slurped her boyfriend’s cock into her mouth.

“Hey, Mom,” Vince said, though he spoke haltingly as Dea’s mouth captured his concentration along with his dick. “Dea and I…are just…here to fuuuuuuck…in my room. D-d-don’t mind usssss, fuck yeah, good sssslluuttt….” Teagan’s mouth hung open at the blatant sight of her son fucking his bimbofied girlfriend and she felt a particular itch in her throat when he started cumming, his balls visibly pulsing as they pumped out cum. Dea moaned and came herself, her eyes rolling back as she collapsed to the floor, happy to have been fucked out of her mind again.

“What happened to her?” she asked, desire plain to hear in her voice. Something about the redheaded slut lit a want inside her to experience such total bliss, to feel so good that it broke her down and relegated her to being a useless whore of a woman only good for sex.

“I dunno. We were at school and some girls turned into sluts, then we got really horny and fucked and Dea turned into a total cockslut. She really liked it too, she begged for it and then was cumming her brains out.” Vince’s dick erected again at the recollection, and Teagan watched her son jack off above his blissed out girlfriend. He didn’t really seem to register it though, as if it was more an **** action, like scratching an itch. Of course, the callousness of the act only made it hotter to the mother.

“Did you, Dea? Did you like cumming yourself into a busty bimbo?”

“Shhooo….gooooooddd….” the girl moaned, writhing in place as she slowly recovered. Teagan wasn’t even really sure she understood the question, but the answer was enough. The mother needed it, she decided. She yearned to have her mind erased by pleasure, and was suddenly determined to attain it no matter what. But first, the aroused woman resolved, she wanted to see how she was going to change, first hand. And there was only one way she knew to do that.

“Hey Vince, how would you like to do something for Mommy, hmm?” Teagan said, a crazed glint in her eye. The young himbo didn’t really notice that, too busy with the mounting feeling in his balls, but he eagerly nodded, ready to do whatever his mommy needed, and she smiled. “I’m going to get your sister down here and I want you to do what you did to Dea to her too, okay? I bet she’d really like it.” Vince seemed to agree, if the huge wad of cum that shot out of his cock and splattered on the wall was any indication, and Teagan quickly moved him to hide around the corner in the kitchen. Dea, insensate as she was, had to just be moved into the living room. From the look of her slack, post-orgasmic face, the teen bimbo wasn’t going to be able to go anywhere any time soon anyways.

“Ceina! Could you come help me with something!” the mother called out, standing in the doorway of the kitchen. A door opened upstairs and she saw her daughter descending a few seconds later, wearing a soft flannel shirt and a pair of shorts.

“Yeah Mom?” she asked, long brown hair flowing for just a moment after she stopped.

“Could you do something for me in the kitchen? It’d be a big help.”

“Uh, sure,” Ceina said, catching an odd tone in her mother’s voice but ignoring it. She had been in the middle of something upstairs and just wanted to get back to it, so she stepped into the kitchen without thought. That immediately proved to be a mistake as her brother rushed out of his hiding place to pin her chest-first against the countertop. He ignored his sister’s screams and struggling, instead slapping his dick against her clothed ass, and then again on her bare skin after he had pulled her shorts down. Her struggling and cussing didn’t let up, but she stilled a bit when she saw her mother standing beside them doing absolutely nothing.

“Mom, what the hell?! Help me!!! AAAAHHH!!” the brunette screamed, especially as Vince began entering her virgin folds. Despite the horror of being violated, Ceina felt some bit of relief when Teagan actually moved, but that burned when all the older woman did was grab her small ass.

“This is for our own good, both yours and mine,” she said, feeling her daughter’s body quake. “Vince is going to fuck your brains out, and then he’s going to do it to me after. He fucked little Dea into a whore and I want him to do it to me too.”

“Wh-ngh-why me…ngh,” Ceina grunted, her brother’s cock feeling like it was filling her entire body up with each of his slow thrusts.

“Because I wanted to watch it happen first,” Teagan cooed, watching carefully as parts of Ceina’s brown hair began to shift to blonde. Her own pussy was gushing with arousal at the thought of what she was about to see. “I want to watch your body change as you give in. And I want to see your eyes go dull when your thoughts get filled with nothing but sex and dicks. I want to watch you cum your brains out until you're a bimbo, and then I want to do it myself. We’re going to be one big slut family.”

Teagan’s sibilant coos ate into Ceina’s head, her struggling turning to spasming as the pleasure began to really hit her. More hair turned blonde and her little mouth opened to moan, the pleasure stealing away thoughts of resistance as it grew.

“Fuck her properly, Vince,” Teagan said, and the himbo began doing just that, using his sister’s pussy purely to get himself off. She moaned louder in response, no longer resisting at all. Her new bimbo nature was rising and becoming stronger, slurping up the girl she had been in favor of the **** whore she would be.

Her physical changes continued, her hair losing the rest of its brown color in favor of pale platinum. Her face shifted slightly, features adjusting, with the biggest change being to her lips. They blossomed into two huge, plump dickpillows that would never lose their smooth, glossy sheen. The rest of her body didn’t change much, only her boobs and butt gaining a bit of size to fully turn her from ‘cute girl next door’ to ‘hot slut next door’. And as Vince’s cock shot cum deep into her, that’s exactly what Ceina became as she moaned through plush lips: little more than a hot, wide-eyed teen bimbo ready for her brother’s cock.

“Fuck, that’s hot. Come on, Vince, do me next! I’m ready to cum my brains out like your girlfriend and your sister!” Teagan cried, stripping herself down and beginning to stroke her son’s unflagging cock. He quickly took over for her, letting the blonde mother lean back and smile up at her himbo stud of a son. “Keep going, spurt your jizz all over my chest. You like tits, don’t you?” Her large, mature breasts hung on her chest, retaining their delicious roundness that Vince longed to grope. He jerked himself faster, mind swirling with his mother’s encouragement, until he was moaning out loud and felt himself approaching the brink. “Paint me white, sweetie, then I’ll give you a proper show. And when I’m done changing, you can fuck your own sister into me!”

Teagan’s words did exactly what she hoped, and Vince yelled out as he climaxed. Strong spurts of seed slathered her skin in long streaks, a smile widening further on the MILF’s lips. Each hot line of jizz made her tingle with anticipation, then lust, then a needy heat that she knew signaled the beginning of her end.

She didn’t bother to resist, immediately laying back fully and letting her hands go where they wanted, directly to her dripping pussy. Her fingers found their way inside and she began desperately masturbating herself towards climax. She could already feel the change and whatever was causing it eating into her brain, drowning maternal instinct and love for her children in incredible sexual skill and selfish need. It felt so good to give in to it, something both her mind and body now knew, though for how much longer remained to be seen.

Teagan’s boobs gained even more size, jiggling and quaking on her chest as she began to convulse with her building orgasm. They had always been her best feature, having grown in when she was young, and now they were becoming even more so. The rest of her body regained its youth as well, skin tightening and wrinkles vanishing. She mourned the loss of her MILF-hood for a moment, before a foreshock of climax rippled through her, completely scattering her train of thought. The rapidly youthening blonde only cared about cumming at that point; nothing else mattered but attaining climax. She had the vague sense that something about it was going to be special, that she’d been looking forward to it, but the reason became inconsequential as she climbed to that last peak and then gleefully threw herself off it.

The climax consumed and scattered Teagan’s brain, the former MILF attaining the bimbohood she had once so desperately desired and could now no longer remember wanting. The pleasure consumed her identity, removing nearly everything that wasn’t related to sex from her brain. She remained trapped in the spiral of pleasure for what felt like forever, until it finally faded and left her wanting, needing more. Her eyes jumped open and she saw Ceina and Dea slobbering all over Vince’s cock, both of them clearly thirsty for cum. Teagan no longer remembered who they were to her, but she knew a stud when she saw one.

“OMG, you’re, like, such a hot stud! Wanna fuck these titties?” Teagan’s body and attitude didn’t match her former self at all, but since she couldn’t remember the woman she used to be, it was far from an issue. Instead, she was way more concerned with getting fucked properly, looking with envy at the bonde and burgundy sluts that were taking turns gagging on Vince’s dick. She wanted that, she whined to herself, until she heard the front door open in the other room. Immediately identifying the person as male thanks to their heavy footsteps, she eagerly rushed out into the entryway, pressing her tits together as an offering to whoever was there.