The social worker

Mrs. Edwards had worked very hard in school to get the necessary credentials to become a social worker. Her days consisted mostly of counseling students from broken homes, and making house visits to ensure no harm was being done to them. One of her regulars was Tommy, a poor scrawny kid who happened to live across the street from Henry.

Tommy had a rough upbringing, and even though he was now an adult, he still found himself at the mercy of his big, brawny father and older brothers, who tormented him seemingly just for fun! He had vented many a time to the kind, understanding Mrs. Edwards, who felt sorry for the boy and wanted to help any way she could.

But her hands were tied, as the state and local laws meant Tommy's household fell short of the requirements for taking him away. And since he was 18, even though he had nowhere else to turn, CPS wanted nothing to do with him. Mrs. Edwards was sitting in her office and shuffling through papers when a mysterious stranger entered, and prompted her with some instructions.

At the mercy of the CORD, she listened, and affirmed to Robbie she would do exactly as he said. He left in a hurry, since his plans for today meant mind-controlling a handful of other pretty, prominent people.

Moments later, Tommy, a good kid despite his circumstances, entered the room and was shocked to find the busty social worker naked, at attention, in the corner. He was too afraid to make a run for it, and stood paralyzed as Mrs. Edwards (real name Nicole) went "at ease", and approached the boy with the same unwavering tenderness she always had.

"Oh, Tommy," she said, pouting, stroking the back of his head. "Nikki knows you've been having such a tough time at home. But she thinks she has the solution." At this, she turned around and bent over the desk, swiping pens and planners and framed photos off and onto the floor. "You have to pump in and out of my nude ass. With each thrust, you'll find your power growing, you'll become stronger, more demanding. And I will become weaker and more obedient to you.

Shooting in me will finalize this transfer of abilities. Do you understand?"

Tommy wanted nothing more than to run for the hills and get out of this peculiar scene. But something in his subconscious compelled him to stay, and also to undress and move closer to Nikki. He couldn't lie; her almost-daily nurturing of him, combined with the fact that she resembled Brooke Shields, had given the young man a huge crush on his high school social worker. Since she had come onto him, SHE was ultimately culpable if the two got caught.

Thankfully, they didn't, and as Nikki said, every time he shoved his penis into her eager, waiting butt, he felt foreign emotions stir within himself, like he was absorbing Mrs. Edwards's authority and stature in real time. She made skillful use of her ass muscles to coax him into cumming early, and as Tommy unloaded into his superior, he shook with the revelation that the world was his.

After spending the rest of the day with her, Nikki took it upon herself to drive Tommy to the nice side of town, where a nice family (who had never had to meet Mrs. Edwards) awaited them. It was an old two-story with a mother, Diane, father Richard, and only daughter who attended Tommy's school, Michelle.

Michelle, like her mom, was a beauty, an active girl in the Robotics club, color guard, marching band, theatre, student council and the National Honor Society. She was swamped with Dual Credit and AP classes, but managed it all with a smile, and the best fashion sense of anyone in town to boot. Robbie determined that she and her kin would make fine hosts for little Tommy.

The family was understandably shocked when Nikki walked in, naked, with an equally nude Tommy behind her, dick still lodged in between her cheeks. But all Edwards had to do was utter a few choice words, and their eyes glazed over as they raced to strip and kneel before the sexy duo.

From here on out, Tommy would live with Nikki, Michelle and Diane in this house, cruelly bossing them around like his father and siblings had done to him. Richard would be made to shut himself away, and make money for the family while working from home, in the basement.

The boy was in heaven, alternating from feasting on his new sister's feet to kicking/hitting/insulting his new mother to just taking the former Mrs. Edwards up the ass for old times' sake. He wasn't sure how it happened, or who set it up, but he thanked his lucky stars for this immense reversal of fortune.