Laura sat there scowling angrily to herself as her parents sat there with their dates trying to taunt each other. Dad was busy chuckling to his glorified arm candy as he sat there squeezing her ass like no one else was watching. Mom was just as petty; after all that cooking you’d think she’d want to actually eat what she made, but no, stuffing her boy toy was more important.
“Open wiiiiide.” She blushed as she gave him a forkful of turkey and potatoes.
Colin obliged and gobbled it up like a frickin’ dog.
Not to be outdone, Dad stuffed a huge spoonful of cranberry sauce in Faith’s mouth and pinched her stuffed chipmunk cheeks with a mocking laugh.
“Aren’t you gonna get a taste?” Colin asked.
“Yeah, I think I will…” Mom paused as she started making out with him right on the spot.
Laura had enough; “I’m going to the bathroom.”
She ran upstairs as Jax followed close behind.
He watched her head to her old room and flop down on her bed.
She grabbed a picture frame and sighed whistfully; the photo was from her 10th birthday, mom and dad helped her onto the back of a horse as Jax sat in the back with his melting ice cream.
“Revisiting old memories or just hiding from the present?” Jax asked.
“Shut up, Jax.” Laura frowned.
“Hey, relax!” Jax smiled with his arms up, “At least you haven’t had to deal with jugs for brains.”
Laura’s frown broke as she let out a snorting chuckle.
“If it’ll make you feel better, I’ve got a little something to spice things up.” Jax smiled,
Laura set the precious memory aside and followed her brother into his old room.
“I was saving this puppy for the right time wand forgot about it.” He said as he pulled out a black bottle with a red dragon covered in radiation symbols, “Mad Dragon No 13, in this little number’s a whopping 13,000 scovilles.”
“I don’t know….” Laura paused.
“It’ll be right on their plates, I got this.” Jax said.
“…. Alright, I’m in!” Laura smiled.
Delilah cut two slices of Pumpkin Pie for Colin and… HER…. when Laura called her over for something.
Jax slipped in and sprinkled the spice powder over Faith’s slice, moving the bottle over Colin’s slice.
“Jax? Where are you?” Byron called.
Jax immediately fumbled and spilled the spice all over it, frantically spraying whipped cream on top as he ran the pie to the dining table.
“Looks good.” Colin smiled as he took a huge bite.
Faith took a small bite of hers and started coughing profusely.
“What did she do to this?!” Faith coughed.
“What do you mean?” Byron said as he took a bite and started panting “Jesus, think you put enough cinnamon in this?!”
“Jaaaax.” Delilah scowled.
Delilah suddenly noticed a stream of pink smoke pouring from Colin’s mouth.
“Colin? Are you alright?” She asked.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!!!” Colin screamed in agony as a stream of pink fire flew out of his mouth.
Within seconds everything was swallowed up by a pink blaze as Colin ran in circles screaming. All one could see in the blaze is a bunch of silhouettes… as Delilah’s breasts began to expand like the many loaves she’s baked her whole career.
“AHHHH! AHHHHH! AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” Colin screeched in pain as Faith’s thighs started growing broader, firmer, sculpting themselves full of chiseled mass as her smooth midriff suddenly sprouted abs.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!” Colin screamed as the flames finally faded.
He stood there hacking and coughing up a cloud of dark magenta smoke as the intense burning faded.
And that’s when he noticed a bunch of feminine shapes hidden by the smoke and realize what more than likely just happened.
‘Getting hit in the junk makes people turn into bimbos…. getting my dong mashed to a pulp makes them put the “ILF” in MILF… but what does pink fire do to them?’ Colin thought as the smoke finally cleared.