"Joe..." my mother began, "Aren't you a bit...cold?" she asked. It was then I realized I was quite naked, and in front of my mother, to boot.
Erica trotted down the stairs with a smile, pausing to smirk at the awkward scene my mother and I were experiencing. "My, isn't this too good an opportunity to pass up?" Erica asked, prancing over to the two of us. "Are you still confused about what happened, dear?" she asked my mother in a patronizing tone.
"Yes; yes I am," replied my mom, sounding still as if she were in a daze.
"I'm sure this will explain everything," Erica said, hiking her dress up, placing her tattoo directly in my mom's line of vision. "Have fun!" she giggled, trotting quickly away.
"Erica!" I hollered as she headed out the door, "What the fuck are you doing?"
It was then that my mother began to moan, her hands tearing at her shirt. My attention was drawn back to my mother, my now infected mother. Twin streaks of brown fur blossomed on her cheeks, and on the back of her hands. She began to exude the same pheremones that had seduced me previously, and I once again grew hard. Her yellowed eyes focused on my cock, and she licked her lips with a long tongue, growling softly.