The Incredibles

Set when they're all older, Dash is in HS, Violet’s in uni and they live in a Free Use world I guess.

Helen was just doing the dishes when she felt like her pants had been quickly readjusted followed by a strange breeze. Soon after she felt a sticky mess start leaking out of her ass. She sighed and set down the dishes.

“Dash!” she called out angrily. “Dash, get in here now,” she repeated when he didn’t show instantly.

“Yeah mom?” Dash replied sheepishly as he poked his head into the kitchen.

Helen reached into the back of her trousers and scooped out fingerfuls of what was obviously semen. “Do you mind explaining this to me?” Helen said holding out her hand.

“Uhm,” Dash said looking guiltily to the side.

Helen shook her head and rinsed her fingers off in the sink. “Dash, how many times have I said this? No anal before asking.”

“But mom, you don’t even notice!” Dash complained.

“That’s not the point Dash.” She gave him a pointed stare. “If I get so much as a hint that you’ve used my ass again without permission again, there’ll be Hell to pay mister. Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes mom,” Dash said glumly.

A giggle coming from an empty stool let the two know Violet was there.

“Violet,” Helen said warningly.

Her daughter appeared nude suddenly in the seat.

Helen threw up her hands. “You know better than to use your powers at home too. What if someone saw?”

“No one’s gonna see mom.”

Helen rubbed her eyes with her fingertips. “What am I going to do with you two,” she muttered. “Out, the both of you,” she said. The two quickly left her alone to do the dishes.

“Serves you right,” Violet needled.

“Shut up,” Dash grumbled back. “You wouldn’t understand. I’m becoming a man Vi; my unstoppable hormones are raging, unstoppably. What am I supposed to do?”

Violet let out a short laugh. “Keep it in your pants?”

Dash ignored her and went back to his room.

~

Violet barged into Dash’s room, slamming open the door, almost scaring him out of his chair. Storming up to him, she slammed down an impressively large toy on his desk and glared at him. The glare wasn’t exactly scary though since the toy was rolling comically with a wet sheen.

“What?” Dash asked innocently.

“You wanna guess where I found that?” Violet asked sarcastically, her arms folded and shoulders lifting. “Lodged up my ass,” she said without giving him a chance to reply. “Oh my God, I knew I felt funny this morning but just ignored it. I didn’t realize you put that thing inside me until I was already at school. I’ve never been so embarrassed. Do you know how humiliating it is walking around the whole day with that thing jammed up my ass? Every time I took a step it was tickling me,” Violet ranted.

Dash was grinning infuriatingly. “You could’ve just taken it out,” he shrugged.

“And put it where? There’s no room in my bag!”

“That just sounds like an excuse,” Dash said, his grin widening even more.

“Argh!” Violet screamed, stomping the floor. “Stop putting things in my ass when I’m asleep,” she said dangerously, emphasizing each and every word.

~

When Violet came back from university one day, Helen noticed her daughter seemed especially glum.

“Vi, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” her daughter replied before quickly heading upstairs, turning invisible before she reached the first step.

She and Bob exchanged a look before she followed her daughter up.

“Vi?” Helen asked softly as she knocked on the door. When she didn’t hear a reply, she slowly opened the door and went in. Even though Violet was invisible, the indent on her bed made it obvious she was laying on her side on it.

Helen sat down on the bed next to her daughter and tried to stroke what she thought was the shoulder, but missed and grabbed something softer.

Violet snorted. “Mom, that’s my boob.”

“Well how am I supposed to tell when your invisible. Let me see you Vi.”

Violet went visible. Her eyes were red and it was clear she had been crying.

“What’s wrong Vi?”

“It’s just… I feel like no one notices me, even when I’m standing right there.”

Helen cooed comfortingly. “Boy problems?”

Violet nodded once.

“Well honey, why didn’t you just say so? I could give you a tip or two on how to get their attention. Not to brag, but I was pretty popular back in my day.”

Violet snorted. “Sorry mom, I didn’t mean to laugh, but things are a bit different now. I think your advice might be a bit out of date.”

“Vi, boys are boys and they don’t change much, trust me.” When Violet didn’t reply, Helen took it as her cue to continue. “When I was your age, I had to move to a new town and a new school once. When I got there, I didn’t have any friends and I didn’t know anyone, but worse, no one really seemed interested in being my friend.”

“Did it get better?” Violet asked quietly.

Helen nodded. “A couple meetings in the boy’s bathroom changed all that.”

Violet frowned in confusion at first before her expression changed to one of shocked understanding. “Mom!” she said scandalously.

“Oh don’t give me that, it worked didn’t it?”

Violet was too stunned to speak, but eventually her curiosity got the better of her. “What… did you do?”

Helen shrugged. “Oh I just changed up how I dressed and let a few of the guys use my mouth a little in the bathrooms, nothing major at first. And that’s really all it took. I got pretty popular with the guys after that,” Helen said with a hint of pride leaking through.

“Wait, what do you mean ‘at first?’” Violet asked.

“Oh you know how competitive girls can be. It wasn’t long before some others had gotten the same idea and I had to, uhm, be more outgoing I guess.”

Violet stared, waiting for her mother to elaborate.

“Well, I eventually let some of the guys start using my butt a little,” Helen said, trying to sound nonchalant.

Violet clamped her hand over her mouth prompting Helen to quickly further explain herself. “It was just a little and I used my powers so it wasn’t even hard.”

Violet’s shock quickly turned into a suspicious frown. “I thought you said we weren’t supposed to use our powers out of costume.”

“Oh it’s not like they could tell, it’s not like I was turning into a boat,” Helen waved off.

Violet was quiet for a long while as she digested what her mother had said. “You think I should try that mom?”

Helen stroked her daughter’s hair. “It’s up to you honey. You don’t have to if you don’t want to, being popular isn’t the most important thing after all.”

Violet smiled and hugged her mom. “Thanks mom.”

~

The next day while Violet was getting ready for uni she looked at the trousers she had on in the mirror and frowned. She thought about what her mom had said and decided on a change. She quickly pulled them off, throwing them into a corner before she dove back into her closet looking for something more eye catching. Eventually, she found what she was looking for. A skirt her mom had gotten for her but one she’d never worn before. She pulled it on and turned back to the mirror, suddenly remembering why she’d never worn it; it was embarrassingly short. If she even bent over a little the fabric of her underwear would show.

Violet chewed on her lips, not sure whether she wanted to actually go through with her mom’s advice. After taking the skirt off and putting it back on several times, Violet finally decided to just go for it and pulled her underwear off too so she had on nothing under the skirt.

Since she didn’t want her dad saying anything about what she wore, she had to sneak past him, but couldn’t do the same to her mom. Instead of stopping her and demanding she change though, Helen just gave her daughter a wink and went back to what she was doing.

“Hey, what’s gotten into you? You seem peppy,” Helen remarked as her daughter practically skipped by.

Violet smirked at the otherwise innocent remark. “I tried what you said,” she said quietly. “It worked really well. There are all these boys that I think really like me now.”

Helen pulled her daughter into a hug and kissed her on the forehead. “Well don’t go breaking too many hearts now that you’re Ms popular.”

Violet blushed even harder and went to her room with a slight limp.

Though she’d gotten pretty popular that day, the stinging in her ass reminded her just how hard being Ms Queen Bee was. I wish I had elastic powers Violet quietly complained to herself. After a moment of daydreaming about how much easier it would be if she had the same powers as her mom, Violet shook off the thought. I’ll just have to get better the old fashioned way she resolved as she snuck into Dash’s room, looking for the toys she usually complained about him using on her.

After half an hour of fruitless searching though, she still had no luck. Where does he keep those damn things! Violet thought angrily. After making a bit too much noise looking, Dash eventually came in to investigate.

“Uh Vi? What are you doing?” he asked his floating stuff.

Violet went visible, looking upset. She wanted to just take the toys off Dash, not have to ask for them, since that would make it so much more embarrassing.

“Where did you put those things?” Violet asked through thin lips.

“What things?”

“Those… toys you put in me when I was sleeping,” Violet ground out, going redder with every word.

A slow smirk grew on Dash’s face when he heard. “And what do you want them for?”

“That’s none of your business.”

Dash shrugged. “Fine, but you’re out of luck. I had to return them to the girl I uh, borrowed them from.”

“Can’t you just borrow them back?”

“Well I cooould,” Dash said. “But mom did say we shouldn’t use our powers out of costume.”

“That never stopped you before.”

“What can I say? I turned a new leaf.”

Violet’s lips went thin and she heel turned to leave, but Dash stopped her.

“Hey wait!”

“What?” Violet asked snapping her head around.

“I don’t know what you wanted those toys for, but there are plenty of other things you can use instead. Like cucumbers, zucchinis, bottles, me,” Dash said, throwing the last suggestion in quickly.

Violet scoffed. “You can’t be serious.”

“Why not?” Dash asked. “It’s not like I’d be all that different.”

Violet chewed on her lip angrily. She wanted to immediately just turn Dash down since the idea of him getting such a good deal annoyed her, but at the same time, she had to admit he had a point. She needed practice with her ass, did it really matter if she was using a toy or her brother? She made up her mind.

“Fine,” Violet said sharply.

“Yeah!” Dash yelled, jumping into the air. “Alright Vi, just tell me what you need.”

Violet rolled her eyes and explained. “There are these guys at uni that are giving me a tough time, so I just need some practice with my ass is all.”

Dash nodded energetically. “When can I start?”

Violet thought about it some. “Whenever I’m home and I say it’s OK. Just don’t go super speed otherwise it defeats the whole point alright?”

“All the time, slow and steady, got it. Can I put it in now?”

Violet sighed. What did I just agree to? “I guess now is as good a time to start as any. Just let me get comfortable,” Violet said as she found a place on Dash’s bed to lie down on.

“Okay you c-“ Violet managed before a sudden stinging in her ass cut her off. She grunted as she felt Dash bottom out in her. It’s for a good cause, it’s for a good cause Violet repeated in her head as Dash slowly drilled her.

~

“Honey, do you think you could do that thing again?” Bob asked hopefully as he sat down on the bed and pulled off his shoes.

Helen put down her book and gave him a flat look. Ever since she’d shown Bob the trick she’d learned, he’d been asking for her to repeat it non-stop.

“Bob, this is the sixth time this week, haven’t you had enough?”

“I could never get enough of you honey,” Bob said, trying to sound romantic.

Helen rolled her eyes but pulled down her pajamas anyway. Bob fist pumped the air, making Helen almost change her mind.

Bob ran to the closet and dug around in the back for a few moments before he pulled out the ‘toy’ he’d been using on her incessantly. Calling it a toy was doing it a disservice though; it was far too massive to be a toy. As wide as a drink can and 20 inches long, it was so comically large that it was totally impractical to actually use for anyone; anyone that didn’t have powers.

Bob coated the toy in a thin layer of lube quickly; he didn’t need to use much since it was Helen. Placing the tip against her asshole, Bob waited as his wife finished the adjustments.

“Ready?” he asked impatiently.

“Just a second… Aaaand done,” Helen said. Her elastic powers gave her an intimate control of her own body and she used it to change her internal structure so she could actually take the monstrous toy.

Bob gawped, practically drooling as he began pressing in the toy, watching it implausibly sink into the thin frame of his wife. The toy raised a slight bulge in Helen’s stomach as it travelled deeper into her, past her pubic hair, past her belly button until it neared her sternum and disappeared.

Helen let out a long breath as she grew accustomed to the impossible size of the toy inside her. Helen hadn’t used her powers like that before; It had only occurred to her after she’d seen a video on Dash’s computer and thought she could do better. She’d done it as a treat for Bob, thinking it could be a special occasional thing, but Bob had never quit asking for a repeat performance.

She could’ve turned him down but she had to admit in the privacy of her own mind that she found it more than a little exciting. She liked the way she felt when the toy filled her to the brim, like she was nothing more than an oversized sex toy for Bob to play with. She definitely wouldn’t admit that to Bob though, he might get ideas.

Once the wide base of the toy was firmly pressed against Helen’s ass, Bob started tugging the toy back out, eliciting a groan from his wife as she felt it drag her insides along with it. Helen felt cavernously empty as Bob fully pulled out the toy. The emptiness felt especially strange after being so filled and Helen found herself wanting Bob to put it back in. She didn’t have to wait long. As the minutes went by, Bob went faster and faster until he was bottoming the toy out in one smooth push and pulling it entirely back every second, reducing Helen to a gibbering mess, powers or no.

After half an hour of playing with Helen like she was a sex doll, Bob finally had enough and got to work on her himself. Helen though was too worn out and exhausted to stay up and just let Bob do his thing as she drifted off to sleep.