Later that night

-Is it me, or does the food taste strange this time?

The family was gathered around the table, having dinner. Camilla was observing everyone in this family, enjoying the fact that no one suspected her true identity.

-I didn't notice anything, she said, looking as innocent as she could.

-Well, maybe it's just me.

Laura yawned, looking suddenly very tired.

-I think I worked too much today. I'll go to be early.

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Hours later, Peter and Laura were sleeping in their bed. Night had fallen, and it seemed like they would just wake up the next day and go on with their normal lives. Around midnight, Peter woke up with the unpleasant feeling that someone was watching her. He opened his eyes and started when he saw a dark silhouette standing in front of the bed. He recognized his daughter Angie, but his relief was short lived when he noticed she was completely naked, displaying her impressive tits and her generous curves.

-Angie ? what the hell !

-Aren't you happy to see me, daddy?

-Are you out of your mind? Go back to your room, you're gonna wake up your mom.

-Not with what I put in her food tonight I won't.

Camilla approached Laura, who was still snorring loudly, and slapped her in the face twice, without waking her up.

-See?

-You **** her? What the...why did you do that?

-Because it's been a while since we've had some quality time, you and me. Don't you think?

Camilla climbed on the bed, between Peter and his sleeping wife, and slipped her hand under the blanket. She smiled when she felt his rock hard cock.

-Oh, daddy. I've been looking forward for this.

Camilla kissed Peter, lying on him, pressing her boobs against his chest, with Laura still in a deep sleep next to them.

-Hmmmm, Peter moaned, as Camilla's tongue was slipping in his mouth.

Just when she was about to remove the blankets to admire his lower body, he pushed her away, looking at her in disgust.

-Angie, I don't know what's happening to you, but you have to stop. This is wrong.

Camilla laughed at her ex boyfriend's protests.

-So you do have some self control. It's alright, I came prepared.

Suddenly, the witch made some gestures with her hand in front of Peter's face, while whispering some magical formulas. Suddenly, a wave of energy hit Peter right in the face, making him fall backwards.

-Woah...what...what happened.

-Just a lust spell. It should start working anytime now.

-How did you do th...how did...nggggg...

-How do you feel, love? A bit horny, right? I can help you with ...ouch !

Before Camilla could finish her sentence, Peter grabbed her boobs and squeezed them, his mouth drooling.

-Boobs...uuungh...

-Okay, let's continue then.

A moment later, Camilla impaled herself on Peter's rock hard dick. For the next ten minutes, she let him fuck her, his mind in a haze, now reduced to its most primitive needs. Peter was now barely able to realize what he was doing. His body's urges were overwriting everything else. When he finally came inside of her, Camilla let herself fall next to him, sighing in content. But he wasn't done with her.

-Oh, you're still...ooooh...

Peter **** her on all fours, before resuming fucking her, hard again, as if he hadn't come a few seconds earlier. After her early protests, Camilla **** her shoulders, enjoying the moment.

-That's right, daddy. Fuck your Angie. Fuck your Angie like the slut she is.

For the next hour, Peter took Camilla in every position, his body consumed by a feeling of lust that nothing seemed able to calm down. Meanwhile, Laura was still in a deep sleep, far from imagining what was going on right next to her. Finally, the spell ended up wearing off, as Peter's gaze finally became more focused, less primitive looking.

-My God...what...what have I done...

-You were perfect, daddy, Camilla said with a smile. I got everything I wanted.

The witch stood up and grabbed the camera she had put on a piece of furniture when she had entered the room.

-I got everything on tape. From now on, you will do everything I tell you to do, without protesting. If you don't, I'll show Lau...I mean, mom what you did to me. I don't think I need to explain the consequences to you.

Peter could barely protest. All this fucking had exhausted him, and now the spell had worn out, he was struggling to stay awake.

-I'm sure our new relationship will be interesting. See you tomorrow night.

Camilla bursted into laughter, and left the room. She was only getting started here.