A Mother With Her Family, Corrupted by Her Home

The house, hearing the front door unlock, woke from its deep slumber. It had slumbered for too long, unable to wake until someone bought the deed, and sealed their fate. Not that this house was murderous, as blood and gore were not its fancy. Nor did the house want to return to its slumber, for it was very bored indeed, and had so many things it wanted to do. It was pleasures of the flesh this home enjoyed, and those of age who entered would become its toys. This house was a prison for something old, powerful, and very perverted, whose jailers were the very pleasures it obtained from its victims. So one family after another was fed to its gaping maw, and only once the house had turned them into the most corrupted, debased version of themselves would it be satisfied.

In walked the house's new prey, and the house was happy. The first in was a mother of three, named Victoria, and the one that drew the bulk of the house's attention. Mothers were always this home's dominant target, as women were the gatekeepers of sex, and the door a family's morals were guarded most by its matriarch. There was no greater pleasure for the house than turning a beacon of control and morality into one of the deepest perversion. That Victoria was the quintessential mom with no patience for the hormones of her sons, or the sexual frustration of her husband, would only make the coming contrast all the sweeter.

Next came the father, and the house remained amused. A typical overworked officer worker who would be easy to ignore, and remove from proceedings if necessary. The house didn't even bother to learn the man's name, as he would either rarely be home, or would be transformed to fit the home's preferences to the point where his name would be changed. Patriarchs were obstacles to the house, but unlike matriarchs, ones it preferred to remove or transform rather than twist.

Then came an unpleasant sight for the house: A child that wasn't of age! No matter, this boy who wasn't old enough would simply be removed until they were. The house had many tools to deal with such complications, and set plans in motion. The boy would be encouraged to take up after school activities, and would be sleeping over at other houses most nights. Even if the parents were suspicious that one of their children was never home, there would always be a fresh excuse served up to prevent such questions. Regardless, the house hated those too young, for the curse that bound it also made such humans the equivalent of rotten meat: inedible, and utterly undesirable.

However, the house was cheered up by the next one to enter: a girl named Catherine. This was a proper meal for the house and its many twisted desires. The girl was in her final year of high school, and was just about the proper age for sex. Catherine had been grumbling and frustrated about having to move and start over so close to college, a frustration the house was sure to exploit. The house dreamed of the many things it would do to Catherine, but the first in line for corruption was her mother.

The final member of the family to enter the house was a boy named Ryan. The fact he was a fraternal twin of Catherine was a very pleasing fact to the house, and made Ryan interesting enough for the house to bother learning his name. He would be the perfect toy for the house's many needs, although would need some adjustments to work properly. But that was just fine, the house loved altering its inhabitants.

With its toys safely inside, the house set to work. While the family talked about their new home, and such tasks as divviying up bedrooms, the house began its many changes. First came Victoria, where the house exerted the most significant amount of focus, and power. It dove into the very essence of Victoria's being, exploring every crevice of her mind, conscious or ****, and every millimeter of her body. Her very soul was penetrated and infiltrated by the many tendrils of the house's influence, ensuring Victoria was but clay for the house to shape to whatever ends it desired. Far from being a distressing process, the house made this pleasurable, to the point of causing Victoria to cum three times, each orgasm for a different aspect of her the house gained complete dominance over. Her initial reaction was to be very embarrassed while helping the family move in from the intense sensations of her body,

Next came a frustrating but necessary task. The underage child was hit by a massive, unspeakable sensation of approaching doom, like they had just witnessed the end of the world approaching. Using its new found power over Victoria, an excursion was arranged.

"Why of course you can stay at our neighbor's house honey." Victoria said without a second thought. The sheer ludicrousness of sending a child to a neighbor's home on their very first day in the neighborhood never crossed her mind of course.

With that particular irritation removed, the house next set its sights on the husband. Besides ensuring he would not interfere with the house's plans, the house gave him a boost for work. Someone naive might think this was a gift, but in truth, it was to get the father out of the way until the house thought of something suitably amusing to do to him. He would get a promotion, but also be away for longer, a combination that would suit the house just fine.

Catherine was grabbed next. The house was more light touch with its influence on her, knowing it would increase later. But for its amusement, it spread its tendrils of influence throughout Catherine's body, and increased her sensitivity significantly. She would soon be very hot and bothered, giving her sexual frustration to go along with all the irritation of her new move, a combination the house was sure to exploit in time.

The final bit of influence to spread was into Ryan. Seeing him scamper around to setup his computer suited the house just fine, so besides spreading some tendrils of influence to cement its influence, the house set about expanding the size of the boy's dick. A long, thick, uncut and velvety dick worthy of the activities this house would set up for the lad was grown from the average tool Ryan used to possess. This new dick though had a few downsides, such as not allowing Ryan to cum from masturbation, and almost never going soft. Most of all though, this dick was a massive aphrodisiac for all the women in the house, and would become the star of many delightfully inappropriate sexual fantasies.

With the initial modifications done, the house gave the family peace for a few hours until dinner. Victoria continued to be very embarrassed, and did what she could to hide the wet spot in her jeans. This was amusing to the house, so let Victoria stew in her various feelings while it observed the family move everything into the house. Ryan, as soon as he could get away with it, set about trying to play video games, although he was distracted by the unending pressure in his underwear. Catherine had it even worse, as she desperately needed to play with herself, but there was all this bullshit in her way, whether it be the move or her parents constantly asking Catherine to help with something. Already, the house was enjoying the stew of feelings it had created, and this was just a tease of what was to come.

Having just got into their new home, dinner would be pizza for the family. This suited the house just fine, as it set the next phase of its plan in motion. As the family ate pizza around the dining table, it steadily planted thoughts in their heads. The father was fed fantasies of what a promotion could bring his family, Catherine about how the chance to rub one out could finally bring her relief to all this frustration, Ryan about the possibility that he could quickly jerk off in bed and Victoria...

Had her mind drenched in erotic thoughts about her children. Whether it be imagining them naked, Catherine eating her out, Ryan fucking her in countless positions, or countless other fantasies of escalating depravity, Victoria's mind was now caked in smutty thoughts about her children. Whenever Victoria dared to look at one of her own children, thoughts like the above would enter her mind. All the while, her pussy became drenched, her nipples hardened, and every part of her became horny, **** to cum. Anytime Victoria tried to think about something, anything besides sex with her children, the entity would simply remove the thought, drown it out, or worse for Victoria, twist it again into being about fucking her own children. Drinking anything just gave her thoughts of drinking Ryan's cum, and eating pizza brought to mind Ryan facefucking her, which should've disgusted Victoria, but only turned her on. It got to the point where Victoria started drooling looking at Ryan, and that whenever she tried to speak, some inadvertent sexual innuendo would leave her lips, regardless of what the topic at hand was about.

For what felt like an eternity for Victoria, even though he ate quite fast, Ryan left the table. However, the house ensured there was a brief window of time where Victoria got to see his crotch, and in those seconds, gave her a crystal clear fantasy of pulling down her son's shorts to give him a blowjob. It didn't matter that Victoria hated oral sex, the fantasy left her even hornier, and it took all of her willpower to not chase after her son to act on it. At least Ryan leaving gave her something of a reprieve, but one look at Catherine reminded Victoria of all the inappropriate fantasies starring her own daughter.

As Catherine finished eating, also trying to hurry so she could masturbate, the house planted broad fantasies in her mind about teenage boys. It didn't leap straight to her brother, that was a bridge too far for its relative light touch level of influence over Catherine, but just the general idea of boys in her age range. Besides helping open the door to **** later, these fantasies would pave a road towards Catherine becoming a total slut outside the house as well.

All the while, Victoria's mind was now immersed in various fantasies regarding Catherine. Scissoring, sharing Ryan between them, cumming in her own daughter's face, various visions of facesitting, breast feeding her again, and so on. All these fantasies raced through into Victoria's mind, and then refused to leave no matter what she did. When Catherine finally finished, the house again set things up, this time so that Victoria got a clear view of her daughter's ass. Worse, in this case, her daughter's skirt briefly floated upwards, so Victoria saw her daughter's panties. In that moment, the house planted truly outrageous fantasies about tearing off her daughter's panties and eating out her asshole, something Victoria hadn't fantasized about with anyone else before, much less one of her children.

Once her children left Victoria was given a reprieve, but even here, the house had its wicked way. The shame she felt at her fantasies about her children only made Victoria hornier, to her horror, and created a perverse catch-22. If she felt shame or guilt about her fantasies, her body would scream with every nerve ending that she should find Ryan or Catherine, and fuck them for hours on end. By contrast, if she tried to ignore the fantasies, they would then continue uninterrupted, and invade her mind at random. The only way out Victoria found to her disgust was to accept the fantasies without judgement, and let them play out without judgement. That allowed Victoria to calm down, although she learned over time that her libido was forever higher than it had ever been in her life before.

After cleaning up the kitchen, Victoria went to the master bedroom, **** for a reprieve. Unfortunately, her husband was in the shower, so she decided to pull out the book she had been reading on the drive to her family's new home. While keeping her sensitive, the house chose to let Victoria read her book in relative peace. However, the house took this time before she went to bed to modify her body to its liking, which would be very different.

Victoria looked like a standard mom in her 40s, with age catching up but still bits of beauty leftover from her younger years. Most of her body was average, or below average from age beginning its relentless destruction. Her hair was a boring shade of brown with the slightest hints of grey starting to appear, and even without a pony tail only barely reached down to her neck. Neither her breasts, ass, or thighs were anything memorable at this point. All of that was now going to change, as the house intended to do the bulk of its corruption of the family through their mother, and so would turn her into the kind of MILF that shouldn't exist outside of hentai, or perverted drawings.

The house chose to start Victoria's transformation with some general changes. Most of her body hair below the neck was eliminated, with a tuft of pubic hair allowed to remain just above her pussy. By contrast, the hair on Victoria's head grew, until it went all the way down to her breasts if not held in a ponytail or similar. Her hair's color changed to a strawberry blonde, and an extremely healthy one at that. Besides hair, all blemishes and bruising one expects from the rigeurs of age disappeared, as if Victoria had a perfect skincare routine her entire life somehow.

By the time these changes wrapped up, her husband was out of the shower, and Victoria went to get herself cleaned up. Her clothes were drenched with her own wetness, after all, and she still had all the sweat from carrying stuff inside earlier. However upon Victoria stripping naked, the house started a much more aggressive level of change concerning Victoria's body, one that would be even more outwardly noticeable than what had already happened to her. The house had already sent her husband into a deep rest, so he would be out of the way when it most mattered.

Upon entering the shower, Victoria's ass began to grow, as did her hips and thighs. Victoria hummed to herself, feeling relaxed and at peace under the water, not realizing how much her ass had already expanded. Her hips and thighs did as well, but not quite as aggressively as her ass, which had already ballooned out to be to bigger than a handful. Her ass had also changed in shape, becoming properly heart shaped, and otherwise had a level of perfection applied to it that should've been impossible. Before Victoria could even notice what happened, her ass finally stopped, now large enough, and shaped perfectly, for someone to really lose their face in her ass crack, or their dick in her asshole.

Next came the transformation that, even with the relaxation coursing through her body, Victoria would notice. She had already started to notice her butt was much bigger than it was that morning, after all, and that it was newly sensitive. Hence, the house chose to start by increasing the pleasure of the shower significantly, so as to distract Victoria. While that happened, it took fat from the cheeks on her face, and various other specific places throughout Victoria's body so as to better sculpt her while providing fuel for the initial phase of expansion the house had in mind.

With all of that distraction in place, and the preparations completed, all of the fat the house collected flowed into Victoria's breasts. That already caused them to expand a bit, not it wasn't enough for the exaggerated proportions the house had in mind for its new toy. The initial phase would've landed Victoria into a DD cup bra, but then more fat came in from Victoria's belly, and various other parts of her body that hadn't been touched in the first round. Victoria's breasts got larger and larger, shooting through cup sizes, until finally, they settled on an L cup, which made them bigger than basketballs. By that point, Victoria's body was proportioned like a fantasy, or a hentai character, not a woman that could really exist.

When Victoria finished washing up, and came back to reality, she stood in shock. She wanted to get dressed, but felt powerless to do so as she looked at her new body. A part of her hated it, but that part of her was drowned out by a whole bunch of new nerve endings getting very excited, and fantasies about what this new body could do. After all, hidden from Victoria sight, and impossible for anyone to see, was that her body had been altered in countless subtle, along with not so subtle, ways to be better for sex.

Victoria would continue to be in shock at her new body while brushing her teeth, both in how healthy it was, and in how she would sometimes do something that made her feel horny all over again. After drying her new hair, and wiping down enough to feel ready for bed, Victoria realized she had another problem. None of her old underwear was going to fit, especially not her bras. Feeling tired all of a sudden, she sighed before choosing to do something she would never have done in her old life: Sleep naked.

Once Victoria allowed herself to fall asleep, and after discovering she definitely had to sleep on her back, she would experience one of the best rests of her life. However, Victoria would also experience the most important dream in her life, and the one that would cement the house's influence over its new toys. It was time for Victoria to become not just horny, and not just a slut, but something that many foolishly think women are incapable of being: A pervert.