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Chapter 7 by jimbobstar jimbobstar

Privacy is a forgotten concept

Dinner plans

After exiting the bathroom Jack found himself holed up in his bedroom for the rest of the day. He needed to think things through. After all, it's not everyday one finds out they're an exotic alien.

While in his room, his body craved for something he never felt much for before. That being, cigarettes. Surprisingly, he found some beside his bed.

"How thoughtful," with a small smile he lit one up.

He'd be sure to thank his old man later. But for now, onto business.

With practiced ease, he pulled a long drag. Exhaling, he watched it disperse into the air.

The itch he was feeling soon relieved itself.

"Heh... Is this what they call a side effect?"

This problem didn't warrant much concern. Maybe this would help him ease into things a bit more. And frankly, he needed it right now.

Lying down, Jack puffed away, and with each new inhale and exhale he would relax just that much more. Soon, he fell fast asleep. As he drifted off it occured to him that he was more tired from the journey than he realised.


"Jack! Dinner!"

Waking abruptly, Jack was startled to find his sister calling for him.

"Yeah! Coming!"

Giving a response, he looked out the window sleepily. Day had made way to night. Where had the time gone.

"Man.. I sure must've been tired..." Suppressing a yawn, Jack got up. His eyes roved over his still-naked body. He pondered if he should cover up before going down?

"I just can't be bothered....." His parents had said it was alright. Plus his new cock felt constricted from having materials against it. It seemed wrong somehow.

Jack leisurely made his way into the kitchen with his cock swinging about. All his family were there waiting.

Jess, his mother, greeted him from the stove where she was now cooking.

"There's the sleepyhead! Come! Dinner's almost ready. Just find a seat next to your dad and sister."

Taking a look at his mother's bare ass he nodded slightly to signify that he agreed. His gaze wandered over to the table where his sister and father were sitting, also naked.

"Looks like I was thinking too much," this worry was now firmly settled.

What's next?

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