“Hey Amelia,” James began, “I have something I think we need to talk about.”
Amelia furrowed her thick eyebrows, while she finished unbuttoning her top. “We just got home, and my mom will be back soon, could it maybe wait?” She dropped her shirt on the floor, approached James, and draped her arms around his neck. “C'mon, Jim. I've been waiting for this all day.”
James sighed. “No, this is serious.”
Amelia released her arms and

Saturday

Shannon was slumped over in the bathroom, just woken up by the stickiness of vomit in her hair. She had drank most of a fifth of tequila by herself, and had not taken to it well. The bathroom floor was covered in a thin layer of a what seemed to be a mixture of vomit and cum. She blinked in confusion, and in pain, her hangover fucking with her.


    
Thankfully, her mother was nowhere t

There was knock at the front door of the O'niel household. Shannon O'niel sat at the end of her bed, thoughtlessly brushing her long dark hair. “Mom!” She shouted, trying to alert her mother. She had just gotten out of school, and their mom was stay at home, and this was more of her responsibility. She heard the door open, and then shut and then went back to brushing.
Mrs. O'niel opened the door to see a very tall busty woman standing in front of her. Mrs. O'niel staggered back,

The
Foodchain or the Tragedy of Isaac Dawson
Brianna
had come off a stressful day of work at the theatre. Not that James
had told her who she had unbirthed earlier that night, but she
currently had his homeroom teacher stored away as a load of femcum in
her sopping wet pussy. And because of this, she was one half of the
way to getting to get fucked by her well endowed hermaphroditic
girlfriend. As Brianna had put it, there were rules to dating
Shannon, most of which came down to domination an

Theatre 8
“I need your help.” Brianna was exasperated. James really didn't want to deal with this, it was opening weekend of a Disney movie, and it was Princess themed for crying out loud. The kids were awful and made a horrible mess with their popcorn.
“I hope you mean with some mess.”
“It is a disaster.”
“No, I mean in this theatre.”
“I'm in this theatre.” Brianna said.
Brianna had been scarce at the O'Niel household since her

“Hey, I’m going on a date.” Shannon was talking to her mother. Mrs. O’niel was simultaneously relieved and cautious about that sentence. It was no secret between her and her children that sex in the house was rampant as of late. She had simply not been prepared for it, her daughter especially. But unlike her son, Shannon was distant before, but seemed to have cloistered herself even further starting with high school, and Mrs. O’niel hadn’t felt as though s

James was in the main office at the VMC Theatre where he worked. It was time for the “Huddle.” The Huddle was when everyone on the shift that night crammed themselves into the office while the managers give a spiel about sales objectives, updates with protocol, etc. Tonight was Thursday, which was one of the slowest nights of the week, and James was assigned to the concession stand with none other than his sister’s girlfriend, Brianna.

New Phone


James and Shannon were sitting at the bar in front of the kitchen eating oatmeal like any other Monday morning. Similar to every other Monday morning, some random person, a girl this time, left a few minutes prior, hoping to get home in time to get ready for school.


    
“You know, hun,” Their mom began, as she might any other Monday morning, “we could

“Get. The. Fuck. OUT!” Shannon was shouting at her brother, James. She turned quickly, and her cock slapped against his leg. And it was gigantic. James had been a little jealous of his sister in that regard since he found out what she was packing a year ago. He had walked into her room without knocking, and she was jerking it to some porno on his computer. She hadn’t even noticed for nearly a minute since she had her headphones in. He remembered staring at it for awhile.

The Theatre


“Well, how big is it?” Sara asked incredulously. She had heard many stories of James’ member and wanted a taste first hand.

“Uh..” he replied. James had just started working at this theatre and not two weeks ago had just completed the sexual harassment training. This felt a bit like a violation. Sure, he knew Sara from class, but it was still weird. “I’m not driving a semi, b