Yes, and the owners are very shocked as they return.

It had been a very long day for Maren and her husband and the young couple just was happy to get home finally. They had been on their honeymoon together and finally came back to the suburbs. Maren was so tired from the hours-long journey that she just wanted to sleep and already cuddled in her seat.

“Let’s get the luggage tomorrow, sweetheart,” she yawned. “We park in the garage and just take our bags with us.”

“Agreed,” Max said and yawned himself. “We’re almost there. Just this corner and we can rest. Tomorrow...” But Max didn't had the chance to tell his young wife what happens tomorrow.

*Boom*

Maren opened her eyes as she heard the distant explosion. Suddenly, she was awake and worried. “What was that?” she asked Max, concerned, who looked frowning through the window of the car.

“Sounds like an explosion,” Max mumbled. “Maybe a leak of gas, or…”

But Max stopped speaking, as he drove the car around the corner. Maren winced aghast and clapped her hand before her mouth. “Oh my…”

Her house, the little residence they bought for much money was directly ahead, but it looked like a bomb had exploded multiple times in it. The roof was full of holes, the windows were shattered, some pieces of the solid walls were destroyed and laid in the little garden, smashing the fence beneath its weight.

For a second, Max and Maren just stared at it open-mouthed. Than they looked at each other and Max stopped the car in front of the destroyed fence. Without hesitation, Maren left the car and went to their house.

“Wait!” Max shouted behind her. “It is dangerous! You can’t get in there, what if it explodes again?”

Maren nodded and stared disbelieving to their former life-project. Every dream of a family she raises with her husband in this quiet city, in a house they bought was just shattered and she couldn’t realize it. What could deal such damage to their house? What were they supposed to do now? Would all the years of planning and organization just be obsolete?

A female scream from inside made her jump and Maren realized something even more horrific: inside of the destroyed building was a person that screamed, possibly for help.

“Someone is in there!” she shouted to Max, who had take out his phone, probably calling police. “We need to help!”

“What?” Max asked terrified. “Someone is in there?”

“I heard a scream. I am going to help, stay here!” Ignoring the shouts from Max that she should be with him and just wait for the men from the emergency, Maren hastened into the house.

She didn’t have to unlock the front-door, it was hanging in its hinges and she could open it with ease. She rushed in the corridor and looked around. It was like an earthquake had shuddered through the building. The neat and proper furnishings of the house were shattered in the corridor and the rooms, some parts of the ceilings missed and had left the biggest chaos Maren ever seen. For a moment she was just too shocked, then she heard a scream again, this time a male one.

“Hello?” Maren shouted upstairs. “Who is there? You need help?”

No answer. Maren made a step on the stairway and tried to hear more. She made it halfway, than she heard grunts and moans. 'Someone is buried under the debris from the roof,' was Maren’s thought and stepped over a crushed mirror at the stairs. “Don’t worry I’m on my way!” she shouted upstairs.

For a second she just heard the sounds of the grunting people…but it didn’t sounded as if the people were in pain. The farther Maren got, the more she recognized that the grunts and moans weren’t in agony…they were far more pleasured. Like the guys upstairs were…

“Hello?” Maren asked concerned as she reached the upper corridor. “Anyone here?”

A very loud female scream was the answer and it came directly from Maren’s and Max’ bedroom.

*BOOM*

Maren felt that she was pushed away and fell back down the stairs. She hit the ground very hard and screamed in pain, as a very distinctive crack announced the inevitable. Maren saw the walls collapsing, the ceiling falling down to the ground just where she was lying. She raised her arms over her face, but knew exactly that it was over. She would be buried underneath the debris of her own house. Everything went black as the remnants of the house collapsed over her and the last thing Maren felt was a very strange feeling of joy and…horniness.

‘Maren

So eager to help

So shocked by the destruction

Protective and kind

Live on and share our gift with everyone’

“That was pretty good,” Jess grinned and stood up from the great mass of debris that once was a bedroom. “We made quite a mess here.”

“You heard that scream too?” Jack asked and stretched himself a bit, recovering in seconds from his massive orgasm.

“Yeah, maybe it is the owner, outraged about the condition his house is now,” Jess chuckled and leaped with her wings in the air, flying through the holes in the roof. She landed in the little garden that was full with blasted off parts of the house and saw how a man quickly got in a car. He screamed in pain and started the car so hastily that the tires squeaked very loud.

“Iris, would you please,” Jess said grinning and closed her eyes as five shadows abandoned her pussy and rushed to the car. Jess watched satisfied how the car crashed in a tree as she felt Iris rushing through the body of the man, infecting him immediately. She knew the man would not be harmed and just would be another man in the ranks of the infected horde and turned around to Jack. “I guess he won't complain now. Iris, leave him, he should search for a woman himself. Let’s leave this place.”

‘Yes, Jess,’ Iris said. ‘But there is something more.’

Jack and Jess looked at each other frowning, then they felt it too. Both turned to the house that now looked like a tornado just swept through. They felt the presence of Iris in there and for a second Jess was confused.

‘We saved her, before she got squashed under the house. Her name is Maren,' Iris said casually. ‘We had to possess her too, it was kind of necessary, so she can live on.’

Jack and Jess looked at each other. “Thought I heard a woman’s voice,” Jack said more to himself than to Jess.

‘Is she alright?’ Jess asked mentally to Iris, looking at the ruin, that was once a house.