James Neagle followed his family down the Main Avenue. Their minds were filled with a disgusting lust that could not be controlled. His own sister was lusting over him and his father. His mother wanted his dad back in the bedroom. His father was lusting over every women he'd seen over the past three years. They were sinking under the spell fast and he could only stand by and watch. He did not what else he could do.
He thought of telling his family the truth, telling them about the lust demon, but his family would laugh at him and call him crazy. They walked past a bar, a pet shop and a small bank. James entered their minds. Their minds were no longer their own. The lust demon had full control of these people. Their minds were filled with sexual images; orgies, cum baths, wife sharing. They did it all down here in Willow Heavens. James was getting scared. Soon he would be a sex zombie with no will of his own.
"This is really is beautiful town," his father said. "It's like taking a journey thirty years ago and getting to go site seeing."
"I love this quiet little town," Charity said. "I feel like I'm living in a wonderful novel."
"This town is going to make life so much better for all of us," his mother said.
James didn't want to know if his parents were telling the truth. He didn't dare go back inside their minds. Everytime he used his powers the lust demon took advantage of him.
The four of them turned the corner and saw three young boys sitting on a bench. They were looking a dirty magazine, the same kind of magazine used by Charity for supporting her masturbation. The scene should have made their parents angry, but instead they said nothing.
The boys were all around his age James could see. College boys perhaps. They were white, big and kind of muscular. They all had black hair and shaved faces.
"How you doing, men?" his mother asked. She felt the lust invasion. But it wasn't as strong as Charity's lust. He felt these men were set in this location for Charity. The lust demon's work no doubt.
"Fine," one of the men said. "And who are is this pretty little thing?"
"Hi," Charity said, shyly. "My name's Charity. I just moved here."
"Really. We'd love to show around town. My cars across the street. We'll drive around. If it's okay with your parents that is."
Charity looked at her mother. An expression of hope and pleading on her face. Suddenly she was lusting over the three men and her father and him. James felt jealousy sneak into his heart, but he brushed away. He hoped one of his parents had the will power to say no.
"Sure, honey," his mother said. "Be back before night."
This was very, very bad. James was about to say something, but no words came out. Charity walked across the street with the three young men, her lust driving her mad. The three young men were already slaves of the lust demon. It took time for him to take your soul, but with encounter he took a little more of it. The four of them were in the car. The car drove and turned the corner. Charity was gone, hopefully she was lost under the lust demon's spell. But James feared the worst.
As the walk continued there father stepped into a bar. He told his mother he'd be home later. "You and James explore the town. I need a drink."
"Sure," his mother said. No protest. She wanted isolation too. They were all venturing for sex mates. The lust was in the air, polluting their minds. None of them would be able to resist.
His father disappeared into the bar. His last glimpse was of a hot looking blonde bartender. No one else was in the bar. His father and his sister had dates. The lust demon worked fast.
He was now exploring the town with just his mom. It had been a long time since he did anything with his mother. She was pretty for a mom. She was a very nice and understanding person. And she had a nice rack too.
Uh-oh. He felt the lust in the air. His mom had a date too. Him. He glimpsed to his mom's mind and saw that she thinking of him. And none of her thoughts were natural.
She took his hand and she led him into an alley. The alley led to a dead end. Victoria was feeling the lust she felt earlier in the morning. This lust was powerful, she realized. It seemed to be in the air. Breathing in the air made you drunk with lust. She let her husband cum in her mouth and she'd even liked it. Now she was going to fuck her son. She knew it was wrong, but she couldn't control herself. She pinned her sons bony arms against the building. There was no place for him to go. She kissed his lips and his neck, while she let her hand sink into his pants.
"Mom," he yelled, "you have to fight it."
Victoria tried but she could not resist. She'd stop for a second and overwhelmed by the lust. She got down on her knees and unzipped her son's pants revealing a semi-erect cock.
