Erica leaned against the tiled shower wall, licking her fingers clean of spunk she removed from her pussy. “That was great! We really need to do it ag-“ Erica lost her train of thought because the minute Theo turned off the shower, both he and Bobbi fell into a trance and Erica failed to perceive them. “God… I can’t believe I played so I hard I came this much!” Erica said looking at the gunk flowing down the drain.
Bobbi didn’t go far, entering the Madison family laundry room and grabbing everything she could. The superhero boxer briefs quickly became tight panties, and Sam rose up and left the house in search of an identity. The black corset expanded slightly to fit Bobbi’s breasts, but nothing more as Erica left the house naked and on shaky legs.
Unbeknownst to anyone except Michelle, there were clothes from extended family in the laundry from when Michelle’s sister Sharon’s house was being fumigated. Bobbi put on a wife beater tee belonging to Andrew Gibson, who rolled out bed from his wife and out the door of their home. Their daughter, Abigail left next as Bobbi put on some purple pajama shorts. Sharon herself went last when Bobbi slid the compression nylons up her legs.
Finally, Bobbi found a nice robe she tied around herself and shook her head, missing as Michelle passed right by her to leave the house. There was only one Madison left in this building, and the Glen family was gone from their home too. The woman who was left was only a small part Jon Madison, so the next time she showered, the curse would not activate.
Braedi Madison grabbed a glass of wine from the kitchen and went up to the Master bedroom. She wasn’t quite sure why she bought such a big house for herself, but she had the money. Besides acting as a secretary, a lot of people paid a lot of money to have a Big Tiddy Goth Girlfriend who also happens to be a nerd. Sure she was called a whore, but this was Lake Pointe! That’s not really an insult… she thinks.
Okay, she’s not the best secretary but everyone in her office loves her! Or at least what she can do. Same difference. Her side business as a bookie, previously the job of Andrew Glen, proved that just because she was a bimbo didn’t mean anything about intelligence. And she had mastered the job of a housewife, as she had taken that from Sharon, so she was ready for a husband! Perhaps she’ll find one as she goes back to college next semester, as Abigail had been going? She’s not so old boys wouldn’t jump at the chance.
And if she had any trouble? Well, she had inherited that Wishing Stone from her father! Braedi rolled it around in her fingers as she sipped her wine. “Oh, I can get a lot of mileage with this!”
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Theo Madison, meanwhile, wandered out of the house in search of clothes in the dead of night. Like the now Braedi Madison showed for the third time, every person in the Jon role will go after multiple outfits at once, taking up many lives at once. In the case of Theo, he entered the hotel suite being shared by the small time but touring band Caledwych.
The band had bet their finances on this tour, and it wasn’t going well. They had some talent, all of them good at something, but not enough to push them over the edge. It didn’t help that the lead guitarist spent more money than needed on a two-header, making Lake Pointe the end of the line if they don’t get signed.
Theo rifled through a hamper and threw together an outfit appropriate for going to a bar based on what he picked. Ripped jeans, a dark blue sock and a black sock, a tour t-shirt, and he stepped into a pair of black boots. As he was lacing up the boots, the whole room seemed to shift and raise, with the occupants leaving the bedrooms in search of new lives.
Jayce Rogers, front man and lead singer; Cain Sysro, lead guitarist; Keeye Pearlson, ironically on the keytar; Kirk James (he’d heard all the jokes), bassist; and Olaf Uggrson on the drums. Each man was quite talented on their own but had no way to put it together to make Caledwych a success.
The new man who took all their lives was different. All of that talent concentrated in one being was borderline superhuman, and so a deserved ego renamed himself THUNDERBIRD. He was the rising star of the music world, able to do it all as a one-man rock band. His Caledwych album had chosen Lake Pointe so they could have the patronage of the Royals of America.
“Thunderbird, come back to bed~”
“Yeah, it’s really loney~”
“Please sir?~”
Thunderbird smirked as he followed the three voices into the bedroom where three more women were waiting besides the ones who called.
The other reason he wanted Lake Pointe? Sex positivity!
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Erica leaked as she wandered the streets at midnight, eventually entering the home of the Meshida family. Having moved from Japan the previous summer because the father got a job at McMillan industries as an executive, the family seemed to have gone out of their way to make the house as ‘traditionally Japanese’ as possible. Whether it was to be a talking point for guests or never losing sight of their home culture was up for debate.
The foyer and porch had been altered to have an extra mudroom to leave shoes in cubby holes, while every door besides a bathrooms and doors outside had been replaced by sliding barn doors dressed up to look like paper. The fact the father had been born and raised in Tokyo and had never lived in a house of similar design made it seems as though he had no wanted to come to America in the first place. Especially once he hired workers to alter the roof.
But Erica was not able to think about that, as she entered the room of Yuki Meshida. Erica reached the futon on the floor and pulled back the covers and lifted Yuki up to remove her robe.
<Wha-? Who?> Yuki groggily asked in her native tongue as her underclothes were removed. The Meshida laundry hadn’t been done recently, so Erica had no option but to remove what was being worn. <My… clo…> Yuki’s train of thought ended as soon as Erica finished getting dressed, laying down on the futon and pulling the covers up as Eri Meshida.
Eri squirmed in her sleep, one hand tracing the edges of her panties as she felt movement within her. Yuki, for her part, left the room and house, searching for a new life. Hopefully not one as stifling.
