Blairs tongue poked out from her lips. Despite her night time ministrations she was till incredibly horny. But she also felt... alive, buzzing with energy. Like she could run for miles and miles. She was also, she realised, hungry. But more thany anything, horny. She started to reach out to Sierra when they both heard another scream from across the house. It didn't sound like their mother though.
Sierra's head whipped around at the scream, it sounded so loud, but she new it was far away. Her hearing was far sharper than it was yesterday. Another benefit of the potion? "Come one", she said to Blair "let's check it out". Anything to change the subject.
Blair crawled out of bed and to her wardrobe. "You might be comfortable wondering the house like some kind of wild woman, but I'd rather be a little more civilised. You should do the same". After a little thought Blair pulled out the large tee she sometimes used as a nightdress. Identifying it as the only thing likely to stretch over Sierra's breasts she threw it at her sister, followed by a pair of shorts. She pulled on simlar clothed herself, marvelling at the feeling of the material rubbing against her new hairy self. Still struggling to get used to the changes Sierra managed to make some small tears in the tee with her nails as she pulled it on, causing Blair to chuckle at her exposed hairy back. "Sexy", she said "guys'll love that". Sierra grinned ferally, "maybe I don't care what guys think". At that moment an intoxicating scent assaulted Blairs nostrils, it was warm and spicy and fucking arousing. She had her hand back in her wet hairy pussy before she even realised it was coming from Sierra. She...
Another scream, and both girls, now at least partially dressed, searched the house for it's source. They stopped outside their mothers room. Strange sounds and smells were coming from within. Sierra pushed to door open and then gasped at the sight that greeted her. Sierra's mother, usually so chaste and prim and proper was kneeling up on her matress, her back arched so that her huge tits pointed up towards the ceiling. Donna had changed much like her daughters, thick red hair was evident down the sides of her face, covering her legs and forearms and marching from naval to pussy. Her toe claws were tearing strips from the bedsheets and her hands were hidden in her thick red tresses exposing the luxuriant explosion of red hairs in her pits. Short fangs extended from both the top and bottom of Donna's jaws and her once green eyes now shone gold in the early morning light.
Most of that was expected, what wasn't expected was the the sight of their maid, Clara, lying on her back on the bed so that her mouth and nose were both buried deep in Donna's cunt. And whatever Clara was doing, Donna was clearly enjoying, and was making her buck up and down, snarling and yapping like a wild animal, drool hanging from her lips. Donna's snarling grew louder and louder, and as the sisters watched their mother came violently, howling with bestial pleasure.
Sierra turned to Blair and saw a glazed look in her eyes, longing. She grabbed her sisters hairy wrist, "come on, let's gte out of here. We'll head to Meadow's place. Wait until she and Krystal get a load of us".
On their way out of the house, Sierra grabbed the bottle of Beast Juice, just in case.