A Simpson's THOH Transformation Story.

In Springfield there is a house that was haunted, built on an indian burial ground and once owned by Michael Jackson. Needless to say it was a scary frightful place where strange supernatural misfortunes happened to those that dared enter.

Of course none of this put Homer J Simpson the bald head of the Simpson family off from buying the house and moving his family in right away. What could possibly go wrong after all!

"Mmmmmrrr..I don't like the looks of this place." Commented Marge as the Simpson family entered the door of the house for the first time. Their moving truck stood outside containing their possessions and Marge wasn't as bothered about leaving their old house as she thought she would be but still something about this seemed wrong somehow. Aside that is from the fact that this place was just really gothic and creepy. Neither of those where things Marge has ever cared for much, not darkness nor gothic style.

"MARGE!"

She was snapped out of her contemplation by the sound of her husband shouting her from the houses kitchen.

"Marge, come here. You gotta see this kitchen. It's nearly as big as our old TV room!" Homer commented stupidly.

Marge shrugged her shoulders and headed into the kitchen while Bart and Lisa carried on unloading their things from the car. Maggie followed Marge probably more out of habit than anything, Marge noticed this and picked her up before she headed into the kitchen where Homer was.

"Homer, I'm telling you again. I don't like this place. It was not just the darkness when we viewed it. There's something.. wrong with this house. Are you SURE the relater told you everything? I mean I *know* how many lies they have to tell from the time I used to work as one for a while." Marge said to her husband who was busy admiring the grill.

"Ppffft. Marge, you know me and facts. You can use facts to prove pretty much anything. Besides you worry too much. This house is great! We're finally getting something for all the years of hard work and saving." Homer blathered.

Marge nearly rolled her eyes but then she half expected a half assed answer from her husband on this matter so she retrained herself. "Well Homer I just hope your right because I still think this place is just creepy. There's something really wrong about it." Marge folded her arms convinced they where probably in for some kind of ghosts or something or vengeful spirits.

If Marge had known the truth then she'd have run screaming from the house and taken Homer and the kids with her. For you see this house has a mind of it's own but more than that it has supernatural powers enabling it to transform anyone within it in any way it sees fit at any time. It wasn't doing anything at the moment because it was watching is newest occupants with interest but later that day it decided to...