[ERP][F4A] - Family influenced by touch

18+ seeking 18+ for fantasy

"Thank ye kindly for letting meh into yar home, mah hoosband must've gotten lost somewhere." I offer a polite smile as the door is closed behind me, doing my best to keep rainwater from the store from dripping off me too much.

"Oh it's no problem, really. Seeing you out there alone in this weather, well we couldn't just leave you like that," the man chuckles and moves to stand beside his wife.

"That's a curious accent you have," the wife says, her concern is apparent despite the smile on her face, "do you mind me asking where you're from?"

I chuckle softly, slowly opening and closing my hands at my sides, "Oh, nowhere really." I shrug my shoulders, not wanting to arouse suspicion. I'm sure my manner of dress wasn't helping anything, "I'm a traveler, have been mah whole life. Guess I just picked up a lil bit o everything."

The man laughed, "Well then! Seems like you've lived an interesting life, but for now I think it's time you got out of those wet clothes." His wife glanced at him, causing him to stammer some, "I mean uh, well let's face it you're absolutely soaked! H-honey, I'm sure we have something that will fit her, right?"

Though her smile remained, the wife's face was ice cold, "Yes... I'm sure we can find something to accommodate her." She turns her attention back to me, "why don't you go hop in the shower? You must be freezing, I'll go let the kids know we have a guest, then find something for you to wear."

"Ye have children?" I perk up, intrigued.

The wife nods, "yes, a son and daughter." With that she turns and walks off, presumably to rummage through her closet for something she won't miss.

"Don't mind her," the man says, "we're just not used to entertaining guests is all. Bathroom is upstairs, last door on the right." He smiles at me, then leaves in the direction of his wife.

"Oh..." I smile, "ye won't have any problem entertaining meh."

.....

I reach the end of the hallway, standing in between what I presume is the bathroom and someone else's room. I inhale deep, my eyes fluttering close as I smell those around me. A smile comes over my face as I turn to my left and open the door.

"Oh!" I say in surprise, backing out of the doorway, "mah apologies, I thought dis was tey restroom."

The boy rises off his bed, a confused look on his face as he approaches me, "Oh um, that's okay its... across the way, are you the guest mom texted me about?"

I giggle softly, "I suppose dat must be meh, I'm curious, how old are ye?"

"Uh, I'm 18 (negotiable for over 18), why?" He takes another step towards me, roughly a foot away now.

I just shake my head, "Oh... just wondering. Do ye have a woman?"

"A girlfriend you mean?" He chuckles, somewhat nervous, "y-yeah I mean, I do."

"Oh... shame," I say as I reach out and place a hand on his exposed forearm

"What are yo-" his eyes glaze over.

"Because I need ye to fuck meh."

.....

The wife started up the stairs, clothes in hand, growing concerned at the lack of a shower running. As she moved to the end of the hall she realized the bathroom was unoccupied, at the same time she became aware of noise coming from her son's room.

She threw open his door, the clothes falling out of her hands as shock and horror spread across her face. The sight of seeing your baby boy fucking a stranger doggy style tended to elicit that kind of reaction.

.....

"I'm home!" The daughter shut the front door behind her, setting down her soaked umbrella as she made her way inside.

"Hey sweetie," the man called out from the living room, "I think your mom has the guest upstairs, did you get her text?"

"Yup!" she cheerfully replies, already starting up the stairs, "from what I've heard so far she sounds interesting, I can't wait to meet her!"

.....

I was lucky that the boy was so quick, otherwise the wife would have surely gotten away. I let out a moan just as the door opened again, growing annoyed at this house's lack of door locks. I preemptively move everyone closer to the door.

"Hey-" her face drops in a similar manor as her mother's, must be genetic. Her look of horror doesn't last nearly as long as I reach out and cup the side of her face, watching her confusion fall away.

"Der now mah child, come join us."

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Heya, I'm Misha! I'll do my best to explain what I see happening here. My character isn't exactly human in the strictest sense, or at least not a normal one. I've taken refuge in a home with a husband, wife, son and daughter, and I plan on doing nasty things with all of them. If I make direct physical contact with someone they fall under my influence, believing that they want to do whatever I want them to do. The effect isn't permanent, if someone goes untouched for more than thirty seconds they regain free will. Therefore the more I'm touching someone the longer I can have fun with them.

I have more ideas in mind, but we can discuss all of that in private messages.

Here's my profile with my kinklist and all of my prompts if you're interested.