All characters in sexual situations are 18 or older. Thanks for reading!
A square of sunlight fell through the living room window right onto Lucy's cozy armchair. She tried to focus on the book in her lap, but her mind kept wandering to the porn on her son's computer. Lately, when he was at school, she'd often sneak in there and watch something naughty. She couldn't help herself. The way those women gave in to big, brutish men. Men who were not their husbands. The way those women sounded with a long penis in their belly. It was almost too much. Lucy realized there was but a thin veneer of propriety on her suburban life. And that cover was cracking.
Lucy put down the book and stood up. She could feel the anticipation building. She walked upstairs. This was the perfect time for such things. She had the house to herself. Lucy surprised herself when she walked right past Jackson's room and quietly entered Violet's. The thought occurred to her, that the video from the experiment was far better than any porn Jackson had on his computer. She could relive the moment when Rose stopped being a conventional wife and mother and started acting like an animal. And she could see Jackson in action again. Lucy had no idea how that eighteen-year-old boy learned to mate, but he'd put on a masterclass with Rose.
The room was full of bottles and bubbling beakers. Lucy wended her way to Violet's computer. The monitor showed Violet's desktop. That was good, she was pretty sure Violet had it set to require a password at start up. Lucy pulled her dress up to her waist and moved her panties down to her knees. She found the video quickly and started it up. There was Mrs. Rose Perkins, looking so innocent on the screen. The woman was completely unaware of what was about to happen to her. Lucy's hand moved to her pussy and she worked her clitoris. "Ooohhhhhhhh." This was the best porn in the world, Lucy was quite sure. She longed to feel what Rose had felt. Lucy worried that she might also give in to her animal self if Violet didn't find a cure soon.
After three magical orgasms, Lucy felt satisfied. She dressed, put the computer back the way she found it, and turned for the door. She spotted a beaker labeled Serum 42. That was the serum that changed Jackson. Before she knew what she was doing, Lucy snatched the beaker. If Violet couldn't turn Jackson back to normal, maybe Lucy could turn her husband into a stud like Jackson. It was morally ambiguous territory, but Lucy really didn't want to have sex with her son. That was all sorts of wrong. Having another stud in the house would let her redirect her libido.
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"Some wine, dear?" Lucy turned her back to her husband and dropped some Serum 42 in Delmore's wineglass. Her husband always enjoyed a glass of red right when he got home from work. She turned to her husband with a bright smile.
Please work
, she thought.
"Thank you, Lucy." Delmore put down his briefcase and took the wine. "Cheers." He raised his glass, swallowed, put the glass down, and frowned. "I think the wine is corked. It tastes... Oh, I don't feel well." Delmore stumbled.
"I got you, studmuffin." Lucy, ready for this, swooped in and put his arm over her shoulders. She helped him upstairs. Their children were home, but both had their doors closed. Lucy helped her husband into their shared bedroom, closed the door, and put him on his back on their bed.
"I think I'm coming down with something." Delmore looked over at his wife with glassy eyes.
"It's okay, dear. I'll take care of you." Lucy pulled off his pants and underwear and stared at his average penis. It was about to be anything but average. She felt bad for drugging him, but this was better than sleeping with their son. She was sure Delmore would agree.
"Just... tuck me into... bed... I'll feel... better in the... morning." Delmore shivered.
"Oh, no." As Lucy watched, his penis shrunk in size. The poor thing shriveled up right in front of her, until it was half its original size. Well, maybe this was the first stage and it would grow in a little while. "Here you go, Delmore." She pulled the covers up and tucked him in. "I'll be back to check on you in a little bit."
Lucy checked on her husband for several hours, but his little thingy never grew. Eventually, despairing she knocked on Violet's door, carrying the stolen vial of serum. Time to come clean.
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"You did what?" Violet stood in her doorway, wide-eyed and unbelieving.
"I gave your father some of the Serum 42, but it's not working." Lucy handed her the stolen vial and looked down at the hardwood floor. "I just thought..." She didn't want to tell her daughter she drugged Delmore so that she wouldn't have sex with her son.
"Jesus, Mom." Violet grabbed an empty beaker and handed it to her mother. "Get me a sample right away, and I'll see what's going on."
"A sample?" Lucy took the beaker from her daughter.