You feel another earthquake beginning, and see a door opening far down in the dimly lit hallway, the door to your sister Liz's room. Maybe she can help you! She emerges from her bedroom wearing very little, even in the way of pajamas, which you find very strange for her. The only things she's got on are a pair of black panties with frilly white trim and a pink bra; you've always know her to kick people out of her room if she only has underwear in.
Her huge but dainty feet rock your world as they land on the hardwood, her painted toenails glistening in the limited light. You jump and wave wildly to get her attention, but surprise surprise, she doesn't notice a thing. The darkness combined with her being half asleep makes her completely oblivious to something as insignificant as you. Having learned your lesson from last time, you quickly move you of the way when you notice you aren't getting her attention, narrowly avoiding being squished under her heel as she heads toward the kitchen. But wait a minute... aren't your parents still having sex in there?!
You run behind your sister, now more interested in warning her not to go in and see your parents fucking than to get help, but you have no better luck than before. Liz strolls right into the kitchen where your dad has your now naked mom bent over the kitchen counter, still fucking her silly. But the strangest thing is... nobody seems to care in the slightest!
"Good morning," says Liz, grabbing a plate and scooping some pancakes onto it, completely unfazed by the raunchy sex going on less than five feet away.
"Good -- unf! -- morning -- ahh! -- honey!" Gwen grunts between her husband's thrusts. "Help -- nghh! -- yourself."
"You guys are getting started kinda early, aren't you?” Liz asks as she takes a seat at the island counter.
"Blame your mother," says Peter. "She was the one that came out here wearing nothing but her robe. That's practically begging to be fucked."
"Well, you woke me up with all your noise," Liz giggles. How the hell is this a normal conversation?! What kind of fucked up world is this?! She continues to watch with a horny grin as your dad groans loudly, pressing his hips against his wife's ass as hard as he can and dumping his huge load into her rectum. He and Gwen moan together for a while before he sighs with satisfaction and pulls out, wiping the last few drops in her crack as he goes back down to a 10" half chub.
"I'm surprised," says Peter, grabbing a plate of pancakes for himself while Gwen recovers "When I got done with you last night you passed right out. I figured we wouldn't see you till noon."
"Well I woke up kinda horny, so I was planning on slipping into bed with you, but I heard you guys out here, so..."
You honestly can't believe what you're hearing. It was weird enough seeing your parents shamelessly having sex right in the kitchen, and really concerning when your dad mentioned "playing" with you. But now they're explicitly talking about incest! And so causally too! This curse has gone much father than just turning you into a walking gum wad.
"Well, give me a few minutes to get back up and I can help you out with that..." Peter gives your sister a seductive look that turns her freckled cheeks red while making you want to hurl. As bad of a situation you're in right now, you have to wonder if getting their help is actually in your best interest.
"Ah... I almost wish you had come into our room earlier," Gwen groans, finally joining the other two at the island. "I was still sore from last night; this did not help." She laughs this off, however, getting the milk from the fridge and pouring herself a glass.
"Jake must be growing pretty big if he left you sore," Peter comments. The twins are involved in this too?! "Glad to see he's taking after me."
"Mmm, that boy... He's growing into one hell of a little stallion. It's no wonder all the girls in his class want to hang out with him all the time." As she's talking, you hear two pairs of footsteps making their way down the hall to join the rest of the family. "Well, speak of the devil... Good morning you two. Sleep well?"
The twins are obviously much less secretive about how they've spent their night. Both of them are stark naked, and even on their pale skin you can see dried cum stains scattered along their bodies. June comes out first, skipping happily into the kitchen in the buff, her budding breasts and tight little pussy on full display. Jake follows close behind, and you can now see what your mom was talking about. Your eight year old brother is packing a hairless 6" softie between his legs, flopping around with each step. A lot of teenagers would kill to have a dong that big when it's hard.
"Well, Jake barely let me sleep at all," June complains jokingly as Gwen hands her a plate. "His peepee just wouldn't go down at all. I think he shot his stuff like five times!"
"Sorry!" Jake retorts, "I'm just so excited for today! The prettiest girl in school invited me to her birthday party with all her friends! Its a pool party and she says she wants to show me her favorite bathing suit!" Just talking about this girl seems to be getting him riled up, as his dick quickly swells up to its full 9" glory, looking freakishly huge jutting from his young crotch.
"Is this girl that Madeline Moore I've heard you talking about recently?" Peter asks. Jake nods. "I think I remember seeing her with family at the back to school night. She did seem like a cutie. Make a good impression, kiddo."
"Sounds like you've got a full day ahead of you," says Gwen. "What about you, June? Anything going on today?"
"I was thinking of going to play with those boys down the street. I always have lots of fun with them when I go over for playdates. They're teaching me how to be a good girlfriend for when I get older."
"That's an important skill to have," your dad notes. "What kinds of stuff are they teaching you?"
"Just how to play with their thingies like I do with Jake. And how to remember to swallow their white stuff when it comes out even if it doesn't always taste too good. I still spit it out sometimes, but they say boys don't like that."
"That all depends on the boy," Liz informs her. "Some of them don't care either way, like Dad, but others will really want you to swallow their cum. It's important to know what they like best."
You're seriously freaking out right now. This has to be some kind of fucked up dream. There's no way in hell you could actually be standing here as a 2" tall slime listening to your family members discuss sex. There's just no way! But at the same time, you're pretty sure that you would've woken up by now if it was a dream; the terror of being pulled down the drain alone should've been enough to wake you up. You have to accept this as reality, at least for now.
You realize you've just been standing here in shock for a whole now, and yet nobody has noticed you. You don't even think you want to be noticed after hearing what they're capable of; they'd probably use you as a sex toy. But what else are you gonna do? You can't just go on living as an insignificant little blob. What about Sally? Surely she'd care of you disappeared, right?
While you're deep in thought, you don't notice the huge pedicured foot coming right at you! It doesn't crush you, however, but instead kicks you across the kitchen, causing you to land painlessly in a blob at your dad's feet. As you reform yourself, you look up to see who it was that kicked you: your sister Liz. She's eyeing up Peter with lust in her eyes, a huge wet spot becoming evident even on her dark underwear, and in response your dad's huge rod is regaining its solidity.
"Can I have my turn with you now, Daddy?" she asks in an innocent, almost child-like voice, putting a finger to her lip.
"Anything for my baby girl," your father replies. You watch in horror as your 15 year old sister starts making out with your dad right above you, one arm wrapped around him, the other hand gently stroking his meat. Her fingers can't even wrap around the whole thing. Similarly, Peter has one hand holding the back of her head, while the other slips into her panties to caress her cunt. You're too shocked for any response.
After a long time tongue wrestling, your sister breaks off the kiss and begins slowly making her way down Peter's body, kissing and running her soft hands down his body until she gets to his dick, kissing it all the way up the shaft until she kisses the tip. She smiles up at him from on her knees, a thick strand of precum hanging between her lips and his huge purple helmet, before opening as wide as she possibly can and stuffing the huge schlong in her mouth. It just barely fits, but she doesn't let it show that she's struggling. She noisily slurps on its length, sucking on a few inches at a time while Peter holds onto her hair, strands of spit splashing down all around you.
"Mmm, Liz, that you're doing incredible," the giant above you groans. "All those years of practice really paid off; you're almost as good as your mom."
"You're allowed to admit she's better than me, you know," Gwen laughs, "There's gonna come a time when I just won't be able to compete with these tight young mouths anymore."
"Honey, believe me, of all the girls that have sucked my dick, you are still the best. I don't know what it is you do, but nobody else does it."
You've had just about enough of this disgusting display. Maybe if you can run to your room you can try to get to your phone and call Sally or something. More importantly, you don't want to watch any more of this incest, no matter how hard it's making your dick. You decide to make a break for the quickest way out: under Liz's ass. She seems pretty occupied with what she's going, so there shouldn't be any incidents.
You take off at a sprint, running straight between her thick thighs and under her moist panties. It looks like you're gonna make it!
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