your parents return

"Oh what the hell!" You were woken up again, but this time not surprised by your predicament. Honestly, you were just as enraged as your father for being put in this situation again, "its gotten worse!"

"Table! Now!" He ordered.

"Can I at least put on some clothes first?" You asked.

"You should have considered that before laying out here dressed like...like..." he got flustered, "table! Now!

Your humiliation knew no end as you now found yourself sitting at the table with your parents dressed only in these undergarments that **** themselves onto you.

"Whats going on, John?" Your father asked sternly, "yesterday I find you passed out in the living room in panties. You told me you lost a bet. I believed you. You told me you threw out the panties, I believed you. Today, I leave you alone for a little while, and I find you, again, asleep in the living room wearing the panties, that you told me you threw out, and now also in a matching bra. So allow me to repeat, what's going on?"

You were locked out of a response. You couldn't tell them the truth, they would never believe it. There was no simple "i lost a bet" to explain it consecutively. You didn't have anything to say.

Your mother returned to the table after putting the panties back in the bag and laying it on the table like it were evidence.

Your father looked at it, then you, gravely.

"John, whats going on here?"

You wanted desperately to tell them the truth and have them believe you, but you couldn't because you knew they wouldn't.

"I can't say..." you uttered, looking down.

"You can't say?" He asked, "thats it?"

"Yeah...thats it."

"Honey," your mom said, "we're just trying to help you. Please, just talk to us."

You swallowed the knot in your throat and repeated, "can't say."

"I'll tell you what I CAN say," your father asked, "we're locking these things away. And you're grounded until we figure out what the hell is going on. You go to school. You come home. No mall in between any more. No hanging with friends after school or on the weekend. Home and school. Thats it. Got it?"

"Yeah..."

"Good. Now go to your room."

You walked sadly into your room feeling adrift within this curse and your world. Your only hope at this point was to put your foot down and stop letting your possessed cock keep ruining your life.