Chapter 1

All players 18+. No resemblance to anyone ever.

Dr. Brent Summers tried calling his wife from the Biosafety Level 4 Lab, concerned about the seemingly absurd information he was still receiving from various sources, primarily internet chatter.

His much younger, honeydew blonde wife, Julia, was on all fours in the kitchen. Her skirt was pushed up, and her panties yanked to the side as she was being fucked from behind by their athletic, eighteen-year-old son, Raoul as her phone rang on the marble kitchen counter. Grocery bags were spilled on the kitchen tile next to them.

He went to voicemail. “Hi honey,” Just calling to see if you noticed anything ... unusual in the neighborhood.” He rubbed his classic goatee, then stroked his bald head. “Call me back... ‘bye.”

“Fuck me! Oh my fucking god, sooo fucking good!” Julia gasped as she humped wildly on her son’s cunt pounding cock. “Incest! Hot fucking incest! Oooh!”

Raoul slapped a firm ass cheek as he fucked into her harder. “Better than Dad, Mom?”

She turned her head to glare at him. “You know it is, you motherfucker,” she breathed.

He leaned forward so they could lick tongues as they fucked, their eyes glassy and glazed, as they panted in each other’s mouth. Her blouse and lace bra were open, his hands gripping her meaty, maternal tits.

“I’m gonna come, Mom!” Raoul yelled, gripping her hips. “I’m gonna fucking cum!”

“DO IT!” Julia screamed. “GIMME ALL YOUR HOT FUCKING SON-CUM!”

Mother and son screamed and yelled as her maternal walls creamed around his cum spraying cock, their commingled fuck fluids rippling with alien infectious nanobots.

Raoul collapsed on top of his mother, forcing her to the kitchen floor. They tongue kissed, feeling the raging incestuous lust of their alien-infested bodies demanding more.

Dr. Summers focused on the internet chatter that had achieved new heights of absurdity. Now, people were online complaining that only sexually attractive families were being infected by incestuous impulses and that either humans or aliens or both were body and age-shaming bigots. “Jesus Christ,” he muttered.

Carol Connors pulled into the garage, seeing her husband, Cal, fucking their eighteen-year-old daughter, Ellen, in the garage. She was sitting up on the workbench while he pounded inside of her, his bare ass cheek muscles flexing, his pants and boxers pushed down around his khaki pants.

“Fuck me, Daddy! Give it to me, you old bastard!” Ellen squealed, her fishnet stockinged legs spread wide, her goth boot heels digging into the back of his muscular thighs. “Goddam I need this incest fucking! FUCK!”

The vivacious redhead dropped her purse as the nanobots took over, her eyes glazing over, turning glassy. She grinned salaciously, unbuttoning her blouse and unclasping her bra as she strutted to them. She chuckled huskily, watching her husband’s massively bloated cock, plunging in and out of the daughter’s barely legal pussy. “Oooh, looks like I got home just in time,” she pressed her open mouth over Cal’s mouth and they tongue kissed.

Their commingled saliva seethed with the actions of the alien nanites as they performed their programmed tasks, transforming the human bodies into the ideal hosts for the incest experience craving aliens.

“Give her a big fucking cumload,” Carol panted, squeezing her husband’s hanging balls. “We need what these fucking human families can give us!”

“Does my little goth princess like this?” Her black goth was pulled up over her full tits as he grinned sardonically, pulling his daughter’s pierced nipples, fucking into her so hard she jerked on the workbench.

“Yes! Jesus fucking Christ, Daddy! I’m gonna come so goddam fucking hard!” She sobbed, her eyes rolling up as her nubile body began to shiver.

“What the fuck is going on here?” Josh asked, walking into the garage. “I come home from college and no one invited me to the family orgy in the garage,” his eyes are glazed over liek the others.

“Mommy has something hot, wet, and tight for you, honey,” Carol said, biting her lower lip, lifting her skirt, revealing her curvaceous ass, and delicate lace panties. She hissed and moaned as she braced against the workbench, watching as her son hauled out his rapidly swelling nanite infested cock, throbbing with inhuman vitality. She wagged her ass for him, and as he pressed the tip of his cock against her cuntal opening, she sobbed with desire. “Fuck me, darling. You know only you can truly satisfy mEEE!” She cried out as he thrust inside her.

Carol was a moaning, sobbing wreck of incestuous pleasure as Josh pumped in and out of her. He leaned over her, fondling her meaty breasts, tugging on her stiff nipples. “Is this what you need, Mom?” He grunted, slamming into her voluptuous body frantically hard.

“Yes! Oh, god fucking YES!” She hissed, her head wobbling. “We all need this so fucking bad!” She cried out as she pushed back against the invading shaft, her maternal muscles stretched, the walls creaming.

As the mutated family went at it with inhuman vigor and speed, the garage was filled with the sounds of wet flesh slapping and cries of deep, perverse pleasure.

Ellen’’s black painted fingernails dug into her father’s muscular back as he fucked into her, making her mind a fog of maddened lust. They tongue kissed, glaring at each other with raging lust. “Th-These are th-the best f-fucking bodies, w-we’ve ever found, D-Daddy,” she stammered, panting.

“I fucking know,” Cal growled, sucking on a teen nipple. “We have to colonize here,” he said, going back to sucking on a nipple, delighted with the pleasure he was giving his daughter. He held tightly onto her hips as she began twitching and thrashing, sobbing and panting, and he knew she was about to go off.

“FUCKING DADDY BASTARD!” Ellen squealed and screamed as she climaxed insanely hard, pussy lube gushing all over her father’s plunging cock as she went into uncontrollable spasms and climaxing convulsions.

Cal grunted and yelled like a wild beast as he wrapped his sinewy arms around his daughter’s torso, flooding her young pussy with load after load of seething nanite infested cock cream.

Josh gripped his mother’s hips as he fucked into her so hard her heels left the garage floor. Her cunt muscles gripped and tugged on his bloated shaft as her body wanted to pull his teen cumloads into her depths. “Ready for my cumloads, Mommy?” He grunted.

“Yes! Fuck YES! Mommy needs her son’s cum sooo fucking bad!” She sobbed, her voluptuous body shivering and twitching.

“TAKE IT BITCH!” Josh yelled, clinging tightly to her hips as his massive cock blew stream after stream of teenage into her cream gushing cunt. “Yeah! Cumming in my own fucking MOOOMMM!”

“YES! YES!” Carol shrieked, going into climactic convulsions. She was bucking and thrashing so violently, Josh had to lean over her back, clinging to her meaty breasts. “Son-cum! Son-cum! Taking all of my son’s fucking CUUUMMM!”

Their commingled fuck fluids flowed down her shapely thighs, puddling creamily on the garage floor, rippling with frenetic nanite activity.

Josh looked at his goth sister, panting. Her heavy makeup. Black lipstick. Tits.

“What the fuck are you looking at, bro?” Ellen sneered.

Josh pulled out of their mother’s dripping cunt, tugging hard on his mutated cock. Streams of cum splattered on his sister’s face, making her squeeze her eyes shut, squealing with perverse delight.

Cal chuckled, pulling out of his daughter’s sopping pussy, jerking off in her face as she laughed with her eyes shut, talking creamy spurts in her open mouth.

“That’s my cum, bitch!” Carol snapped, moving her mouth to her son’s spurting cockhead. She sucked and swallowed hungrily, gulping the infected incestuous jizz down with gusto.

Ellen’s makeup was smeared all over her gorgeous teen face as she wiped it off, laughing. “I get double incest family fucks with dad and bro.” she giggled.

“Let’s get these bodies in the house and fuck the piss out of them,” Cal growled, watching his daughter sucking on his greasy cock knob as his wife sucked on their son’s.

Diane Goldberg, MD., faced away from her son, Marc, as she rode up and down on his unnaturally bloated cock on her ergonomic task chair. His strong hands kneaded her meaty breasts as they bounced up and down, his fingers pulling her stiff, swollen nipples. “Oh fuck, honey! I’m never gonna get to examining the ejaculate sample before it dissipates,” she groaned, gripping the arms of the chair for more intense fuck leverage as they pounded their fuck organs together. “Oooh! FUCK YEAH! Mommy’s gonna cum sooo fucking hard AGAIN!”

She had been trying to use her trinocular digital camera to observe and record her and Marc’s commingled fuck fluids. She had gotten so far as to get the sample prepped and under the lens when another overwhelming incestuous lust impulse overpowered any self-control they had in their mutated bodies.

Marc gripped his mother’s shapely body by her hips as she jerked and twitched, climaxing violently hard. Her creaming cuntal walls and muscles pulled the cum from his prodigious cock as it flexed and throbbed inside her.

“OH MY FUCKING GOD!” Diane screamed as her son’s unnatural cock sprayed stream after stream of teen jizz inside her rythmically contracting cunt. Her pleasure-fogged mind knew if he was not clinging to her hips, she would buck off off his schlong and onto the office floor.

“Fuck! FUCK!” Marc yelled as he pumped so much cum inside his vivacious mother, it ran out of her cock-stuffed pussy, puddling on the chair and running onto the rug. “You feel so fucking good!”