The Kovach Household

Brian walked into his girlfriend's household without knocking. He usually knocked, but the door was open by a crack.

On the living room couch, his girlfriend's mother was sitting on the couch. Her button-up shirt was open, revealing her bra-less tits, and her son Michael was curled in her lap. He wasn't wearing a shirt or pants. The back of his tighty-whities was decorated with a happy trio of gummy bears holding hands, and they were thicker than your average briefs. His mother was gently patting his bottom, as his face obscured one of her breasts, the sound of sucking in tandem with the puffing of cheeks.

Brian knew that Alicia's brother had just recently graduated top of his class in high school, so this was not normal.

His girlfriend, Alicia, was lying flat on the floor. It was the most naked he'd ever seen her, her breasts hanging out. She had a teddy bear tucked in one arm, and she had a bright pink binky in her mouth. Her bottom half was raised from behind her ankles by her dad, who was busy wiping her bare ass with a wet-wipe. There was a diaper, open and swollen yellow, scooted to the side as her dad managed to unfold a used one one-handed, and lowered her cleaned bottom onto it.

"Alicia?"

Alicia, her mom, and her dad all looked right at him, their expressions a look of surprise. The only one who didn't seem to notice was her brother, who was too cosy to notice or care.

Alicia tried to sit up, the pacifier falling out of her mouth, but her dad put a hand on her stomach and continued dusting her privates with powder, intent on finishing his task in spite of the intrusion.

"Uh... okay, funny story about this..."