You look in a mirror

Franticly searching for any pants, cursing yourself for never tidying up your clothes you catch yourself in the mirror.

You see your usual, normal male upper body. Flat chest and masculine face, looking too much like your father's now. You're sideways on and stare at your mom's ample bottom. Watching it jiggle again but this time you see your father's cum drip out of you.

You feel his warm seed spill down your legs, sticking them together partially. You're mortified. What do you do with this, mess? The memory of your own father fucking you and talking dirty still fresh in your mind.

You're startled by the sound of the front door opening.