Straight and to the point

Ares had just reached the bottom of the steps when he heard Anne call out.

"Did you figure out what they were yelling about, Paul?" she asked, her voice coming from the living room. A quick glance showed that the mother was sitting with her back towards him, meaning she hadn't realized that Ares wasn't her husband. The viral king considered adopting Paul's shape and fooling her into corrupting herself, but decided that it would be better to be direct. Still, he tucked the idea away for another time. It would be a fun idea to act on when he wasn't pressed for time.

Ares wrapped his large hand around his eternally hard cock, his shaft still slick from the girls upstairs. He stroked himself quickly and walked up behind Anne, imagining her long blonde hair, a few shades darker than her daughters', flying everywhere as he fucked her. He didn't bother to hold himself back, his balls churning up another load to spread over the third woman of the household. The honey blonde woman finally turned to face him, her innocent and surprisingly youthful face expecting her husband and not the sexual monster that was stroking himself in front of her. Her eyes widened with surprise, only to be painted over a second later by the huge wad of cum that hit her right in the face.

Ares groaned with satisfaction as his balls emptied themselves, their contents splattering across the mother's face and dripping into her shocked mouth. Anne slowly blinked the cum out of her eyes, looking up at a grinning Ares before a rush of joy washed over her and her eyes rolled back as the virus rapidly invaded her body. Ares wasted no time in pulling her pants apart and easing his still spurting cock into her suddenly gushing snatch.

Anne jerked and gasped just like her older daughter, thrusting her equally meager chest up in the air. Ares didn't bother taking it slow, going straight to work using the older woman as little more than a living masturbatory aid. Anne was far from opposed, whining and gasping as her cunt was repeatedly penetrated. Her slim body was helpless to resist the combination of Ares and the virus' full power, and when his second wave of cum spilled into her core, the changes hit her all at once.

The slight amount of fat on her body accumulated over the years disappeared in an instant, though hardly any of it went to her chest, leaving her with small C-cup breasts. All over her body, but particularly on her legs, muscles toned and tightened, leaving the woman with the body of a powerful, incredibly sexy runner. Wrinkles smoothed and disappeared, Anne's cum covered face changing slightly, making her look even younger and thinning her out. Her eyes rolled up into her head as Ares continued to thrust into her, and when the came back down they were slitted and glowing amber. Two gold tufted ears poked into existence from the top of her head, twitching with pleasure, and a matching tail appeared soon after.

Ares' third orgasm approached just as Anne came again, her seizing walls more than enough to push him to the edge. He pulled out of her and groaned loudly as the first jet of cum sprayed over the feline mother, coating her leaking pussy and covered tits with his spunk. Anne, still caught up in her own burst of orgasm, eagerly rubbed the warm semen across her body, kneading the fluid into her sensitive skin.

Once his waves of cum slowed, Ares realized they had an audience. Kourtney and Whitney had apparently finished corrupting their father, who had become a muscular, extraordinarily hung stud but didn't display any notable changes otherwise. He supposed having some normal Infected was probably a good idea, if such a thing actually existed. As soon as Ares stepped back, the two girls rushed towards their mother, eagerly kissing her and licking the cum off her body.

"Mmm, Mom, your cummy titties taste so good," Whitney hummed, rolling the thick seed around in her mouth before swallowing it. Her own newly mountainous tits were covered with just as much cum, if not more. "Dad gave me a beautiful pearl necklace, do you like it?" she said as her mother ran her tongue across her neck.

"Oh, it's been too long since I tasted you father's spunk. How about it baby, want to come remind me of why I married you? Or should I go find some other young stud to fuck me. Kourtney, what was the name of that boy you were sweet on, Darin?"

"Yeah, he's cute." The younger woman humped her mother's toned leg eagerly, her pussy gushing against the muscled thigh. "I bet he'd make an even better cum fountain to cover this ass." She slapped her sister's round rump, the motion slightly hindered by her lack of palms. Fortunately, Whitney's ass quivered at the lightest touch, the round flesh bouncing delightfully.

"No one's fucking that pussy before I do," the transformed Paul said, stepping up to the pile of female flesh writhing on the couch and shaking his large cock. He reveled in the silky smoothness of the three beautiful bodies in front of him before shoving his rejuvenated length into his wife. The cat woman's cries of bliss were muffled by her daughter's mouths as they continued their incestuous make out session.