Abby's parents act different

After they made the rule in the morning, Abby went downstairs for breakfast. Her mom was already downstairs, making pancakes. She did do that occasionally, but she didn't usually put on makeup first, or be wearing one of Abby's father's shirts, the top buttons undone to show off her cleavage. She stood at the bottom of the stairs for a minute, before her dad walked past her, and she saw her mom drop something and bend down to pick it up, revealing that she is wearing nothing but the shirt.

Abby was too shocked to even react to her mother flashing her, and just watched in stunned silence with her jaw hanging open.

"Mmm, something smells good!" her father said.

"Oooh, yeah," her mother replied, and moved up to his chest, almost kissing it, and inhaled deeply. "I think I found it," she said, licking her lips, "I wonder how it tastes?"

The married couple began to kiss passionately, and Abby hurried to the dining room, where she saw her second oldest sister, acting as though nothing was happening.

She wanted to ask if this was normal, but if it was the result of their changes, she didn't know how to ask in a way that wouldn't make her sound crazy, so she just sat in silence. Eventually, her dad came in and sat down, and then her mom came in with the pancakes a little later. She had undone another button on her shirt, and as she served the pancakes, it was easy to see down her shirt.

She sat right next to her husband, and would occasionally feed him, or use a small amount of syrup on his face as an excuse to kiss him. Eventually Abby got used to it, and focused on her own breakfast. Just as she was finishing though, she heard her mother say "Oh! I got some syrup on me! Could you... clean me off?" and looked up to see her completely opening her shirt. It was only a second before her dad was kissing and licking her chest, while she moaned with pleasure. "You've missed quite a lot of syrup... down here."

Abby's sister elbowed her. "Quit staring, Abby." she whispered, "You always do this."

"I... what?"

"You're always staring at them, and spying on them. Do you know how many times I've seen you peeking through a crack in their door? Even they're going to notice eventually. Find a boyfriend already and get off to something besides your parents."

The parents in question finished up and headed upstairs, no doubt to have sex.

"Stop looking at mom's ass for a second and listen to me." Abby looked back at her sister, wanting to say that she hadn't been looking at her ass, just looking up because they were leaving, but she didn't have the time. "I'm going to tell them all about you, you little voyeur. Unless you do something for me."

The easy way she said it made Abby think that in this world, she had been threatened by her sister like this for some time. She had always been the first one to make fun of her for being a nerd, and the first to demand help with her computer. Looks like she's still a bitch, but some things never change.