Time to go home.

As soon as I get into the passenger's seat of the car, I'm bombarded by the three girls in the backseat as they as attempt to hug me from behind. Well, Julia and Rose do. Liz tries to lean forward and nuzzle my arm, but it gets the same message across. As Michelle starts the car and pulls away, Julia and Rose begin to sob uncontrollable while telling me they're sorry they left, all while Liz whines sadly beside them. They also tell me about how mean Skye was to them, which only reassures me that I made the right decision in the basement earlier.

I feel terrible about what happened to these three. They have no idea why they did what they did, and now they can't help but feel like they abandoned me for no reason. I try my best to assure them that it's okay, but no matter what I say, they have a hard time accepting that it's not their fault. Liz is the fastest to turn around, not being able to resist as I reach over and scratch her behind the ear. Julia is a bit tougher to crack, but once we actually make it home and I'm able to give her a real hug, she finally starts to calm down. I tell her that there's nothing she could do that would make me love her any less, whether it be as my sister or my little girl. After hearing that, she melts into my arms and lets go of all her doubts.

Rose ends up being by far the hardest person to convince. It's hard to even get a word in edgewise with her crying about how she betrayed our love. Once everyone is inside the house, I sit down with her in our room and just hold her tightly. I figure that the best way to convince her that I'm not upset with her is to just keep her company until she finally realizes it herself. It's a difficult process chipping away at her doubts, but by the end of the evening, I can feel her start to come around. Which, honestly, is a relief. As much as I act like Rose is a burden sometimes, I've grown to really like spending time with her. Even if she is a little obsessive... okay, a lot obsessive, my life is better when she's a part of it. God, I sound just as corny as she does...

It will take time for all of us to fully recover from the damage Skye did, but I'm confident that we'll be able to handle it. For now though, we're all extremely tired, so after having dinner, we decide to turn in for the day. Rose doesn't even bother me about her current fetish (which seems to be back to anal, if you're curious), instead being more than content to just lay in bed with me as I hold her tighter than I even have before.

It doesn't take me long to fall asleep, and now that everyone is back home safe and sound, I finally manage to get some actual rest. No tossing and turning. No nightmares. Just a peaceful night of sleep. By the time I wake up on Sunday morning, I feel so much better than I have in the past week. It seems that I'm not the only one, as my entire family is in a significantly better mood than they were yesterday. Michelle makes breakfast, which we all eat together as we chat. After that, I hear a knock at the door. Not really sure who it could be, I tell everyone that I'll get it. As soon as I open the door, I'm met with the sight of my beautiful girlfriend's smile.

"Violet?! What are you doing here? You should be getting rest!" I tell her.

"Are you kidding? I've been out of the action for way too long! I've gotta make up for lost time! Plus, I feel fantastic after getting a good night's rest! Whether you like it or not, you're stuck with me!" She says enthusiastically.

"Haha... I should have known that nothing would keep Violet Garcia down for too long. And I can assure you that there's no one I'd rather be stuck with than you," I reply, which causes her to smile.

"Glad we got that cleared up. Now, I've been out of the loop for a whole week now, so I'm gonna need all the details of everything you did while I was gone. And you better not tell me that nothing happened. If I find out you didn't fuck any women this past week, I'll never speak to you again!" Violet tells me.

Leave it to Violet to be more concerned about my sex life than her own well-being. I mean, she hasn't even been free for 24 hours yet. Though, I do have to admit, she seem to be doing pretty well. You wouldn't even know she spend the last week tied up based on her chipper attitude and lively energy. I guess I shouldn't be surprised. If anyone could bounce back like this, it'd be Violet. I'm just glad she's doing well.

"Alright, fine," I relent, causing Violet to cheer. A moment of silence passes as I try to figure out how exactly I want to do this. Then, I realize there's really only one correct choice. "So... wanna fuck all around the house while I tell you everything?"

"Hell yes! Now you're speaking my language!"

Something told she wouldn't say no to that. And so it begins. I lead Violet into the living room, we both strip off our clothes, and we start going at it while I catch her up on everything that happened in the past week. We start with her riding me on the couch while I try to think of where to begin. So much happened that it can be hard to piece everything together properly. Eventually, I manage to figure out what happened first, which was finishing Amelia and Katia's transformations last Saturday. Violet seems to get a real kick out of hearing about how I took Katia's virginity live on camera in front of her entire audience of fans.

It's funny. When we just started having sex on the couch, neither of us really thought about the fact that my family was still wrapping up dinner. However, we've reached the point now that no one even bats an eye at me fucking someone in the middle of the house. Most of my family just gives a warm welcome to Violet, briefly comments about how hot we look having sex, and then goes on with their day. Oh yeah, and every single one of them asks if they can join in later, so there's that.

With Violet's stamina-boosting attribute, the two of us have no problem having sex the entire time I tell my story. I bend her over the kitchen counter while recounting Liz accepting herself as my pet. She wrapped her legs around me from on top of the washer as I revealed that Louisa turned out to be a lesbian with a hot Asian wife. We even fucked on the front lawn as random people in the neighborhood were on their morning walks (don't worry, we hopped in the shower after that one... where we also had sex for a while), where I mentioned Rose's Wild Card Virus and the night I had to deal with four petgirls.

During our escapades, we also took plenty of time to have some fun with the other members of the household. Violet and Michelle 69ed while I watched, Violet and Julia played a game where they tried to see who could deepthroat me for the longest (shockingly, Julia actually won), Rose even let Violet fuck her ass with a strap-on. Gotta say, I'm proud of my little redheaded sweetheart for that one. By the time we were starting to lose steam, there weren't many places left to try, nor were there many combinations of people left to try them with.

At one point, we pause to rehydrate and have a small snack. When we do, I decide to check my phone and notice that I have a text from Helen.

Helen: Do you have some time to swing by my office today, Sir? I have something here that I think may be worth your time.

Hmm... what an intriguing message. And it looks like it wasn't sent that long ago. I see Helen has taken Violet's classic approach of being extremely vague to try and get me interested. And in all fairness, it's definitely working. I wonder what she wants to show me. Well, only one way to find out for sure...

"Hey, V? What do you say we go on a little adventure? You know, for old times' sake," I tell my girlfriend, to which she immediately starts smirking.

"Like you even need to ask..."