Take Ms.Andersons skin and restore Jess and her...

"What's the matter David? You look frustrated.." You said.

"Sorry mom, Jessica's going on and on about Trish," David complained, "It's really getting to me."

"Girls.." You smile and mumble, your hands occupied with the laundry.

David smiles at you and walks away, towards his room.

It's been days since you started keeping an eye on David, you fucked up when you had Jessica wear him, but nobody would ever believe her so it's fine. Now you're inside of his mother, doing the house's laundry. David's mother, Marie Anderson.. She's a hot one. Her body's a little worn from the years, but she's a beauty. You've always wanted big boobs, Marie's are more than a handful. Putting the clothes in the dryer, you set it and dust your hands off.

"Hey, love." A deep voice calls.

You whirl around, "Good evening, babe."

Your loving husband, returned home from work.

"God, tiring job today." He moans, setting down his bag and dropping into a chair.

"Oh? I'll have to take special care of you then." You snicker, blowing a kiss.

He raises his brow and laughs, blowing a kiss back at you.

David's parents are graying, but they're so cute you can't help yourself. You treat your husband to a small appetizer before dinner, which he gobbles down thankfully before retreating to your bedroom to sleep for a bit. The dryer clicks, and you walk towards the laundry room.

**

"Mmf!" You moan, your lips filled with a big penis.

"God, baby!" Your husband exclaims softly, his hand on your head.

Bobbing up and down, your experienced mouth easily takes in his cock down to the balls, you feel his head slipping into your throat, but there's hardly any gag.

Minutes pass and he explodes in your mouth, you smack your lips off his tip and open your mouth, displaying your feat. Swishing his semen around with your tongue, you gulp it down. He smiles and slides his arms around your waist, pulling you onto the bed.

"Almost 30 years, Marie." He sighs.

"I know, it's wonderful, isn't it?" You reply, the pen giving you Marie's knowledge and personality. "30 years and 3 beautiful kids."

"Remember your first blowjob?" He whispers, snickering.

"Oh shush, I was a novice." You say, poking his side.

"You were absolutely clueless!" He laughs, "You were so red-faced that you were even in my room in the first place!"

The two of you enjoy the moment, and as the night goes on, he fills you with his love.

**

Standing infront of the bathroom mirror, you pull your hair to oneside and examine Marie's face. Strong jawbone, green eyes, long brown hair. David got many of his features from her. You peel your neck apart and watch as her face slackens, before the world goes dark, only to reveal your face above a paler body.

You breath deeply, shaking your hair out. Pulling Marie's face back on, you plan your next outfit.

"Claire, sweetie?" You call, opening the bedroom door.

Claire's laying on her bed, scrolling through her phone, headphones plugged in. She doesn't notice you, the music must be loud. You shut the door behind you and zap the unsuspecting girl with the pen.

You've got Marie's skin off and you walk over to Claire's when suddenly, the bedroom door opens.

"Claire I need-" David stares in shock.

"D-David!" You say, completely naked in your born form.

The two of you stare in silence, before you scramble for the black pen. Suddenly, David rushes onto you faster than you expected, and you feel a hard fist slam into your chin. Time slows down as the pain racks your head, sending your senses into a tizzy as you fall to the floor. David picks up the pen off the floor after you dropped it and stands above you.

"Trish?!" He exclaims at you, although hushed. He doesn't seem to want to alert anyone else in the house.

"D-David please.." You moan in pain, holding your chin.

Recollecting your wit, you rub your chin.

"David, I can explain, just don't hit me again, please!" You beg.

"What the hell are these things? My mother.. my sister?!" He says.

"I-" You begin.

"No wonder Mom's been acting so weird lately." He realizes. "What are these.. costumes?"

You watch him as he picks up Marie and examines it for a second, before throwing it away in disgust.

"G-God, that's horrible!" He says.

Staring at each other, you just remain silent.

"What have you even been doing all this time..?" He asks, seemingly more relaxed now.

"I.. wore your mother, I was just trying to have fun." You explain.

"This is your idea of fun?" He asks, "Can you even turn them back?"

"Yes!" You say.

Bolting up, you try to grab the pen but he pushes you away forcefully, jerking your shoulder back.

"You seem to want this thing badly, what is it?" He says, holding it up to eye level.

"I-It's nothing, just give it to me." You say.

"What does this thing do.." He mumbles, you gasp as he points it at you and presses the button.

(Author: Dystrophia)