The usual way at the mackentire household.

Josh woke up in the usual way with bedhead, surrounded by half a dozen blankets. His alarm was blaring, telling him to get up and get ready for the day. Josh, not being a morning person, groaned and took a minute trying to ignore his alarm but couldn't, and so rather reluctantly, he got up and turned his alarm off. Once the sounds of the alarm were off, the sounds of his home came into his room.

So now fully awake, he went around putting on a plain grey shirt with loose jeans and made his way downstairs. The echoes of slapping and grunting told him the rest of the family were up and about. As he made his way down the hall passing his brother's room, he saw the cause of the slapping sound coming from his oldest brother's room. His older brother Marcus was continuing his hobby of feminizing Blacks, turning Black men into twinks for his own personal enjoyment.

The latest one had been some dude called Tyrone. Marcus had changed him greatly from the tall, built dude he used to be. His dreads had been remade into ponytails, and he now had small breasts as well as a thick ass. It was Marcus going to town on that ass that had caused the slapping sound he heard. It was a strange thing to see first in the morning for Josh but not unexpected.

He didn't know how or why, but for whatever reason someone had informed his brother Marcus of the time White was effectively pushed out of the old NFL. As they only got to keep a few positions, well, the rest were taken by the blacks. Marcus, the star linebacker of his team, found this to be offensive, and so in retaliation for this dishonor to the white linebackers of old, he set out hunting those that probably would have been linebackers in that time and proceeded to make them into his little toys.

Josh had wondered in his timid mind if that was an okay thing to do—to punish people for crimes that they had nothing to do with long before they were born. It turned out he might as well not have bothered with the thought, as Marcus's supposed victims seemed to like the change for whatever reason. In fact, several Marcus had gotten bored of and sent away would come around from time to time hoping he would take them back.

Josh, deciding he'd seen enough of his brother going to town on a random feminine Black dude, continued down the hallway. Which caused him to see what his next older brother was up to. The next one in line was Jason, who was a hockey player. Which probably explained why it was so cold in his room.

As his brother Jason, for whatever reason, thought it was his calling to live like a Viking whenever he wasn't on the ice. So he would routinely go out and raid random WOC homes, coming back with a new woman to play with for a few days before letting her go. This time he had gotten a Chinese woman and currently had her tied up moaning through a gag as he drove in and out of her.

He hadn't heard the sound of their fucking because of the sound of his several large and powerful cooling fans drowning it out. While it seemed he was going to see all of his brother's deviant activities today. As the next and final bedroom door was open, belonging to his last older brother, Tyler, who was a soccer player.

He wasn't having sex, though he was going to town on a woman. A Latina was tied up against the wall and being used by Tyler as a makeshift goalpost, sending soccer ball after soccer ball at her chest. He was doing this as he had a rather strong dislike for Latinos. As he had learned about their old history of pumping **** into the old white communities. His anger at them was boiling over at how they had treated soccer, making a mockery of it whenever they played, as it would usually turn into a circus.

So he would kidnap random Latina women and **** them for a while before getting tired of looking at his current victim and grabbing another one to replace the old one he let go. No, this Josh figured would probably put his brother in danger of getting hurt despite the **** sentence for a non-white hurting a white. Though again he was shown he didn't understand the people of today. As many Latina women as he'd kidnapped seemed to take pride in the ****, as he would occasionally seem to be around showing off the bruises.

Josh always had mixed feelings about his brothers' morning activities. As the whole reason the doors were open was an active offer for him to join in on their fun. So well he had no desire to join in; he felt slightly guilty about that, as the open-door policy of theirs was always an attempt by them to try and bond as brothers. So with the confusing mix of emotions that caused, he made his way into the dining room.