All characters in sexual situations are 18 or older. Thanks for reading!
"What's going on out there?" Fred stuck his head out his bedroom door and scowled down the hall. His son and daughter seemed to be having a powwow. "Do you know what time it is?"
"Sorry, Dad. I know it's early." Alyson looked down at her swollen boobs again, and turned her back on her father. She reached out and grabbed Nick's shoulder and turned him away, too, so his comically large erection would be out of view from their father. "I was just waking up my brother because ..." She looked over her shoulder at her father.
"Because I have an early soccer practice before school today." Nick stepped back into his room to get out of the line of sight. "Thanks for the wake-up, Alyson."
"Yeah, you're welcome." Alyson waved at her dad awkwardly without turning around. "I guess I'm going to head into the city." She walked slowly back to her room so she wouldn't bounce too much. The only thing supporting her boobs was her overextended pajama top. And that wasn't doing much. "See you at breakfast."
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"So nice to have the family together for breakfast on a weekday. Just like old times." Kate brought her children pancakes. Although the weather was nice, they were both dressed warmly. Alyson wore an oversized sweatshirt with the hood up. Nick wore a heavy flannel shirt that was practically draped on him. Now that she thought about it, Kate seemed to recall that it was Fred's shirt. How odd. Kate went back to the oven and fetched more warm pancakes. She brought them to her husband.
"Like old times," Fred grumbled, staring at his phone.
"Thanks, Mom." Alyson thought it really was like old times with her mom barely making eye contact with Nick. But this time it wasn't about Nick being a moody jerk. It was about him trying to poke through her g-spot. She groaned to herself and tried to think about something else. Everything had gotten impossibly weird. How many times would she have to go through a breakfast like this while Nick figured out how to appease Enki? At least she wouldn't remember.
They ate in silence. Fred was the first to leave. Then Kate got up and announced that she was going to take a nap. She cleaned a little and left. Brother and sister were alone at the kitchen table.
"Why is she taking a nap at seven thirty?" Alyson whispered to her eighteen-year-old brother.
"I told you yesterday. Or maybe it was some other yesterday I told some other you. Anyway, she took a ton of naps on Monday. And spent a bunch of time in the bathroom. I thought she was trying to avoid me, so I didn't pry." Nick was grateful for his sister's sweatshirt. The temptation to look at her tits had disappeared, hidden as they were. And if he could see their outline more clearly, he just knew he'd get another hard-on. And he hadn't figured out how to hide his hard dick. Running it down his pant leg was ridiculous and painful, and up under his waistband felt weird.
Between waking up and breakfast, Nick had cum three times in an attempt to quell his libido. It was the same penis he'd always had, even with that little curve to the left, but much, much bigger. The new penis hadn't changed the over productive balls he'd acquired on his first Monday.
"You're staring at my chest again." Alyson dipped her fingers in her glass and flicked water at Nick's face. "Stop it."
"Sorry." Maybe he was still having trouble with staring. Just knowing those tits were there was almost too much. He squirmed in his seat as his dick inflated again.
"This is all really weird." Alyson stood and carried her plate to the sink. "I'm going home now. I'm going to talk to Chris. Oh, God. Do I have to tell him about what happened?" She rubbed her forehead.
"What? No, he'll kill me." Nick almost stood in his panic, but didn't know what to do with his erection, so he kept it hidden under the table.
"You're right. What was I thinking?" Alyson thought about that incredible orgasm when her brother had hit her g-spot just right. She'd have to get her fiancé to give her one just as good. Maybe that would cancel out her infidelity.
"Aren't you going to help me? I mean, I have to get the puzzle translated again. There's going to be another riddle. I'm stuck looping until I get to all six sides of the cube. Right?"
"I can't help you today." Alyson shook her head slowly and found her bag. She slung it over her shoulder. "I'm pulling Chris out of work and we're going to have an impromptu vacation day. He's going to have the best day ever. You can ask tomorrow's Alyson for help. Maybe you'll have better luck with her." Alyson gave her brother a sad smile, and headed to the front door.
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Nick tried to skip school and spend the day in his room with porn and his new dick. But when his mom woke from her nap, she knocked on his door. He put his dick away and hid it under his shirt. They didn't talk at all about his botched fingering the day before. She still wouldn't look him in the eyes. But she did send him to school.
He missed first period. Nick kept his head down, avoided Jess, and spent most of his time in panicked daydreams about what Enki might have in store for him. He didn't pay attention in class or hang out with his friends. It didn't matter if he didn't learn anything because he'd have to listen to the exact same lessons on the next today. And his friends would never remember when he ditched them after school. Nick was supremely confident that he wasn't done looping.
Once home, Nick went to his room. He declined dinner when his dad barged into his room. Fortunately, he was just playing video games at the time. He went to sleep wondering how his sister's day had gone with Chris.
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Thump, thump, thump
! Nick opened his eyes and rolled groggily off his heavy, hard dick. The sun was just coming up outside. This was right. Tuesday started with three thumps. He was back to looping again.
"Nick, open up." Alyson's voice came through the door.
Yep, it was Tuesday. Otherwise, she'd be in the city after spending what sounded like a romantic day with the abominable Chris. Nick sighed. He was going to have to see Chris again to translate the next riddle. Nick got out of bed. "Hold on, I'll be there in a sec." He found some baggy sweatpants and an old sweatshirt. He threw them on as his sister knocked on the door again. "Hold on," he grumbled. He walked to the door, ready to see those crazy tits straining at her pjs. He tucked his dick under his waistband and opened the door.
"Let me in, before Dad comes out." Alyson pushed past him and closed the door behind her.
"Wait, what?" Nick looked at her. She was already wearing her oversized sweatshirt and jeans. That wasn't right. What day was it? He had been so sure. Had he passed through to Wednesday somehow? Was it over? He felt unsteady on his feet, and he sat down on the floor. He looked up at Alyson. Her brown eyes were fierce and knowing. "What's going on, Alyson?"
"Today is Tuesday. I double checked my phone before coming in here."
