Adam treats them all to a 'special' meal...

“Come on back to the galley, I’ve prepared some food. You can eat and we’ll sort it all out from there.” Adam said nonchalantly and Linda shot him an anxious look as he led the three women through the ship's corridors.

Adam showed his mother, aunt and sister to the Falcon 4’s mess hall where he had already programmed his ‘special’ menu into the food replicators. It hadn’t been hard to arrange for the food to contain the Gorgon semen extract as the replication technology was almost the same as that found in the medical bay equipment. After a few voice commands Adam was laying steaming dishes in front of his relatives, carefully selected to peak their appetites and all laced with the Gorgon extract.

Adam pulled a seat out for his Aunt and she smiled at him as she sat, he took the opportunity to sneak a lingering peak at her soft round ass, straining against the sheer metallic fabric of pants as she sat, and his nose filled with her scent. The bestial **** inside of him raged to seize her and throw her to the floor, tearing at those flimsy garments but he fought to keep it under control as he seated himself.

“So are you going to tell us what happened here?” Cindi asked sharply. “We didn’t fly all the way out here for a family dinner.”

“I was getting to that.” Adam said leaning across the table to pour each of them a cup of coffee. “In my defense I didn’t even know mom had a Gorgon aboard until I had docked with her…”

Adam told them both the story, being careful to leave out any mention of their rampant fucking and painting himself as the hero of the rescue. By the end of it they both looked aghast.

“You were both covered in that monster's cum?!” Cindi asked incredulously, “That’s disgusting!”

“I am aware of some effects that the creature's fluids can have on humans…” stated Auntie Pamela cautiously “Neither of you felt any… unusual… urges?”

A gasp and a clatter of crockery being dropped came from your mother’s side of the table but Adam kept his eyes on his Auntie Pamela.

“What sort of urges?” Adam asked feigning bewildered interest causing his aunt to turn almost as red as her clothing.

“Women who have been affected by the Gorgon's semen in the past have had to be restrained because of increased… appetites.” She replies, trailing off at the end of the sentence and covering it with a sip of her coffee.

“What sort of appetites?” Adam pressed innocently “Eating more?”

“No…” Auntie Pam was looking very flushed by this stage “More of a… carnal appetite.”

Adam's mother had gone red in the face and deathly still by this point and Adam realized his sister had been uncharacteristically quiet for several minutes now. Looking about the table he noticed that much of the food had been eaten, the coffee drank and all three women were looking unnaturally flushed and breathing heavily.

“Well… there is that.” said Adam, and though his voice was quiet all three sets of eyes came to rest intently on him.