As Kat's moans grew louder in his head, he couldn't help but remember another spell from the book. As he masturbated, he felt something begin to take hold of her. Dan payed no attention to it as he came over Kat's sheets, Kat almost screaming in his head. Then, she went silent, but Dan didn't notice, as he was too busy riding an afterglow like nothing he'd ever felt before.
Kat stirred in her sleep; the smell of her covers being kinda odd. They didn't smell like her, but instead a bit like fish. She grimaced in disgust. This caused a distinctly feminine moan to sound out from above her; a moan that sounded like someone she knew, but couldn't quite place. Thinking nothing of it, she went back to sleep, attempting to ignore the odd smell.
Meanwhile, Malorie, Kat's mother, had just woken up. Her pussy had woken her up by twitching by itself, causing her to grow hot and bothered. She turned to her husband, John, and asked, "Are you up, honey?"
John yawned, "Why do you ask, sugar?"
"I don’t know why," she said, slightly lost in thought, "but I'm in the mood to be fucked senseless."
John was very awake now. He jumped out of bed and said, "I'll slip into something more fitting."
Malorie had figured out exactly what was about to happen and was excited to test her out and give him the ride of his life.
Kat was rudely awoken to the sound of a drawer closing; the foul smelling blankets still over her face. For some reason, she was feeling rather horny. She then felt her world move and shift around her. She jiggled without restraint, finally coming to a stop in what she presumed was up. Suddenly, she was blasted by a bright light. Begrudgingly, she opened her eyes. From behind a white, frilly, translucent sheet, she saw two large, thick skin color poles that jutted out from either side of her, bending at their apex back down to the floor. Under her, she saw a familiar bedspread of black with white and purple flowers with yellow centers.
It then dawned on her where and what she was. This was her parent's room. The poles were her ma- mother's enormous, luscious thighs. Feeling her shape, she realized she'd become her mother's snatch. As if to confirm this, she saw he mother's hand run along her inner thigh, pulling away just before her lips. Slightly unsatisfied, Kat clenched in protest. Unbenounced to her, Malorie grinned wickedly as her husband walked towards the end of the bed.
Kat's dad stepped out in front of her in his birthday suit. His erect cock was out for all the world to see, and it was huge. It had to have been at least a foot long. Over it was a transparent condom that didn't make it half way down his shaft. She felt herself twitch hungrily, but restrained herself. She knew this was wrong and didn't want this to go on, but craved to be filled.
Her dad then asked, holding his length in his left hand, "Are you ready for him?"
At first, she thought he might've been talking to her (which, while she didn't want to admit, made her drool a bit at the thought), until she heard a familiar sultry voice from far behind her,