‘Okay, why is my family acting weird?... wait.... Oh god no!’
You stammer to yourself, ‘Did.... the witch do this? Oh god....what do I do?.’ You get up and start pacing around your room. ‘If the witch really did this....then I must try acting.... normal... as she changed reality.’ You gag to the thought of seeing your brother’s penis slurping up the orange juice again. Wait, you think, What about the girls?? ‘What about my Dad??’
As you are deep in your thoughts your mom hollers “Steven, Breakfast is ready.”
You force yourself down stairs to follow your plan.
Near the end of the stairs you are met with the great scent of cooked bacon, fried eggs, and pancakes.
You yourself are quite hungry so you force yourself to open the kitchen door and nearly faint to the Calamity at the kitchen table. All your Family is at the table but are standing up. You get squeamish at the display. Jake and June are standing on stools to get their crotches to waist level. Jake is holding bacon at his small cock, which seems to shockingly take small bites of it’s own and swallow the bacon pieces.
June is next to her twin munching on pancakes, except her small underdeveloped pussy lips are doing the work.
You always found your sister Liz hot but the sight of her shaved pussy devouring her eggs quickly off her plate does not display a sexy scene.
“Come eat honey” you mom says kindly to you but you barely hear her as you have been focusing on her shaved pussy munching on her precut pancake Pieces on her plate, the pussy lips sucking up and munching on a piece one by one.
You go over to the table slowly, passing your dad’s show of his large cock chewing on some eggs. This scene gives you the most disgusting feeling even causing you to vomit a bit in your mouth. You quickly get a weird feeling when your vomit has no taste.
‘Wait... Do I have to eat with my dick now?’ You panic to yourself.
You quickly sit down to not draw attention. You sit just staring at your food lusting at the smell yet just refrain from eating as you are too afraid to eat like them.
“Are you going to eat dear?” Your mom questions you with a confused look on her face.
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