You're a goddess

"Hey. Wake up." you roll over and groan "Wake up host. Wakey wakey...WAKE UP!" You sit up as a jolt of energy rolls through your body. You look around for the speaker before remembering last nights events. "Finally. Listen, do a quick check of your body and then lets go get breakfast."
Your body certainetly hadn't suffered from the smoke's improvements. Standing at about five foot ten, your body is know a smoking package of generous curves, large tits and a wide ass. "Wait, I could have sworn I needed to shave."
"Not anymore, body hair's icky. Now can we go get breakfast?"
"All right let me get dressed."
"Dont bother. No clothes allowed in the Lair."
"What is the Lair?"
The smoke sighs, "An area were my control of a persons mind is absolute, and no clothing is worn. At the moment that's your house. Outside of the Lair I can only influence minds."
"And what do you get out of all of this?"
"Same thing as you. Sex. Mostly I want you to have sex. Now go downstairs and get breakfast."
You head downstairs to your family.

As you come downstairs you see your dad heading for the front door naked. As he reaches the doorknob he shimmers and is fully dressed when he opens the door. Convenient. Entering the kitchen you see the rest of your family. Your mom, a short plump redhead with large breasts and wide ass, standing over the stove with a pan of bacon. Your older sister, Sara, is bent at the waist standing in the fridge, hard nipples standing at attention atop her firm tits, set high on her dancer's body. At the table are the twins, Mary and Mike. Mary, the brains of the two, looks like a younger version of your mom and has Mike wrapped around her finger. Mike is the muscle. At eighteen he easily clears six feet, and has plenty of muscle to spare. Your mom turns around and smiles revealing her trimmed pubic hair. "Want do you want for breakfast dear?"