Irreversible Alterations

Almost everybody in the cabin decided to play the party games. Helena and Arthur Smith retired to the guesthouse early. Robert and Audrey just didn’t want to play, and so they went out onto the back porch while Daniel went off to sleep. It seemed he was a lightweight. Brooke had wavered, but had agreed to play without too much persuasion.

Zack gave Victoria a smile, and she returned it, before turning back to talk with Kurt. Zack had noticed that she’d been talking with him a lot, but from what Zack had seen of him (which admittedly wasn’t much) Kurt was merely a guy who could sometimes be a bit grating, not the devil incarnate like Heather had suggested.

But hey, Zack had actively disliked Paris for a while when they were younger. Nowadays they were as close as siblings, and what with Zack’s debauched thoughts, well... to put it simply, he couldn’t imagine not liking Paris.

“Alright, so, I think I have two games we’re going to play tonight.” Hannah announced, leaning away from where she’d been whispering with Pietra Smith. That couldn’t be good.

“What are they?” Taylor asked resignedly.

“Our first one will be lap tag, and I’ll explain the rules for that one in a moment. Our second game will be like truth or dare, except everyone will write out questions and dares and then drop them into a bowl. You’ll draw one at random, so there’ll be less pressure about looking too kinky.” Hannah said. Taylor sighed, and Zack grinned at his older sister’s exasperation with her friend.

Beside him, Chloe nudged his chest with her elbow.

“What’s lap tag?” she inquired.

“No idea. I’m thinking something that has some level of naughtiness to it, knowing Hannah.” Zack said dryly. Chloe looked a bit worried at that.

“Alright. So, anyone want to leave yet?” Hannah smirked. Nobody moved, though Grace Smith looked tempted.

“Awesome! Now, the rules are pretty simple. I like to call this the grinding game, by the way. Everyone’s going to pair up, except me, and one person’s going to be holding onto their partner, who’s seated in their laps. The person sitting in their partner’s lap is the escaper, and the person holding onto the person as tight as possible is the jailer. I will call the names of three escapers, and they’ll try their hardest to break free of their jailer’s grasp, and race over into my lap. The first person of the three who gets to my lap will be the victor of that round. And then obviously, the person who was jailing the winning escapee will be solo, and then they’ll be calling out the three names. Every round, the partners will switch off. So, if I have Logan in my lap for round one, I’d be in his lap for round two. Also, if too much time passes and nobody has escaped, the solo person can call out more names, if they’d like to.” Hannah explained the rules of the lap game, “Now, everybody partner up.”

On either side of him, Chloe and Ashley turned towards him, but Zack decided he wasn’t going to exclude Victoria this time. He’d admittedly left her out quite a few times.

There was a bit of chaos as everyone tried to find a partner. Zack tried to catch Victoria’s eye, but Kurt had already claimed her. To Zack’s surprise, the older blond boy sent him a cruel look of triumph, one that made Zack’s blood chill. Kurt wasn’t trying to steal Victoria from him... was he?

“I’m taking Zack.” Taylor said, walking up. Chloe and Ashley both made noises of protest, but Zack was a little bit too shocked to respond. He just nodded and his older sister took his arm and led him away. Chloe and Ashley glanced at each other and shrugged at one another, and Zack presumed they paired up.

A glance around the room told Zack that Pietra had sunk her claws in Logan, and Logan looked intensely uncomfortable with that development. Grace had picked the safe option of Julian, Monica and Sarah had partnered up, as well as Charlotte and Brooke. As the last two people, Paris and Heather had to partner up.

Hannah, of course, stood alone.

“Alright. Everybody sit in a circle.” Hannah instructed, and plopped down on the ground. Zack glanced at Taylor.

“Uh, who’s being the jailer?” Zack asked a bit awkwardly.

“You can.” Taylor shrugged. Zack nodded and sat down on the ground, and Taylor sat in his lap. Taylor’s best feature had always been her ass, and feeling said ass in his lap was definitely something Zack enjoyed.

Zack glanced sideways at Julian, who looked so incredibly calm with the beautiful Grace in his lap that Zack was almost jealous.

“Zack, you have to hold on to me, or it’ll be an easy escape.” Taylor pointed out.

“True.” Zack nodded, and then he wrapped his arms tightly around his sister’s stomach. He heard Taylor suck in a breath, and Zack swallowed as she adjusted her position, rubbing her ass against his cock as she did so. He assumed it was an accident, but after the night he shared a bed with her, he couldn’t be sure.

“Alright! Let’s start round one. Pietra, Mom, and Taylor.” Hannah announced, and patted her lap.

Taylor made a small movement forwards, but Zack had absolutely no desire to get caught being rock hard from her in his lap, so he let her go. She gave him a surprised look over her shoulder, but scrambled towards Hannah. A glance around showed that Logan had done the same thing to get Pietra out of his lap, and Pietra was faster than Taylor.

“Alright.” Hannah said, leaning around Pietra, “Everybody switch, so if you were an escaper, you’re a jailer now.”

Zack scooted aside so that Taylor could sit down, and then he sat in her lap. She wrapped her arms around him tightly, and maybe accidentally, maybe not, she pushed her breasts flat against Zack’s back. Around the room, everyone switched so that Heather now sat in Paris’ lap, Kurt now sat in Victoria’s, Brooke now sat in Charlotte’s, Monica now sat in Sarah’s, Chloe now sat in Ashley’s, Hannah sat in Pietra’s, and Julian sat in Grace’s.

Zack had to admit the feeling was a good one.

It was Logan’s turn to pick, and he glanced around.

“Ok, uh... Heather, Aunt Brooke, and Hannah.” Logan decided.

Hannah squirmed like a madwoman to escape Pietra’s grasp, and then practically sprinted across the circle to plop down in Logan’s lap so hard that Zack heard him grunt. Hannah had been so quick that Brooke and Heather had never had a chance.

“These rounds are so quick!” Ashley remarked.

“Yeah, you’re telling me.” Victoria said. Everybody switched again, and Zack could once again feel his big sister’s great ass in his lap. God, she was so hot! He instantly hated himself for that thought, and then he responded to that thought with a question: why?

“Alright... Logan, Grace, and Ashley.” Pietra announced.

Ashley wriggled herself out of Chloe’s grasp, and walked calmly over to Pietra. Zack could see why. Julian was much stronger than Grace, and she clearly had no chance of escaping. Logan probably had Hannah beat in terms of strength, but she clung to him very tightly while he made small, clearly weak moves. Zack was briefly jealous of Logan for getting to feel Hannah’s rack against his back, but then he remembered that he had four girlfriends, two of which were bustier than Hannah. Maybe Zack just thought Hannah was super hot because she was his first crush.

Everybody switched again, and Zack got to feel Taylor’s small-to-medium sized breasts against his back, and he realized abruptly her nipples were hard.

“Ok... um... Zack, Heather, and Mrs. Bishop.” Chloe decided. Zack gave a fierce wriggle that Taylor wasn’t expecting, it seemed, as she almost lost hold of him, but managed to keep him steady. Zack laughed a bit at how his sister was keeping him steady even as he wriggled like a fish on a hook.

“You’re not getting away that easy, Zacky.” Taylor breathed in his ear, and Zack’s cock gave a small throb.

Monica broke free of Sarah’s grasp, and she moved quickly to sit in Chloe’s lap. The red headed girl gave a small sound of surprise, at least, Zack was pretty sure it was surprise.

“Alright, switch again.” Hannah instructed, and switched with Logan.

Zack and Taylor switched, and he wrapped her tightly in his arms, and leaned forwards to whisper in her ear. Taylor gave a gasp, and Zack realized instantly what she was gasping about, but he whispered in her ear anyway.

“I’m not letting you go, Tay.” Zack whispered, and then he didn’t lean back, leaving his hard cock pressed firmly against her ass, nestled between her cheeks. Zack glanced around warily while feigning casualness, and saw Hannah smirking knowingly at him and his sister. He hurriedly looked away and gave Taylor a small squeeze.

“Can we move onto the dares now? I’m bored.” Heather sighed.

“Me too.” Pietra agreed, looking over at Logan and Hannah with a frown on her face.

“Everyone in favor of the dares, then?” Hannah checked, and pretty much everybody agreed, so the lap game was abruptly over. Zack was a bit disappointed that his time with Taylor was over, and this time, no little voice in his head whispered that he was wrong for thinking that. Huh. You know, voices in your head probably weren’t super normal, Zack realized as Taylor got up off his lap and plopped down on his left. Hannah got up and headed away into a different room where Zack couldn’t see her.

Everybody did the same, so they formed a bigger circle. There was a bit of scooting to adjust the circle, and then everyone was settled, with Zack seated between Taylor and Sarah.

“Alright. Everyone should write out two questions and two dares on these slips of paper.” Hannah said, coming back into the room with paper slips in her hand, thin but long, and a handful of pens. She set them all down, and then went into the kitchen, coming back with a big silver bowl. Hannah then sat down in the empty space between Logan and Victoria.

Zack moved forwards and grabbed six slips, and a pen. He returned to his same spot, but when Taylor sat down, her thigh was touching his.

Zack didn’t glance at his sister, but he nudged his thigh against hers, and she nudged back.

God, he was a depraved incestuous person, but Zack couldn’t exactly be TOO bothered by that fact when gorgeous women like Taylor and Monica expressed interest in him. Even if they were his family.

Zack wrote out his questions and his dares, and then folded up his slips in different ways to avoid anyone figuring out which were his from the fold, just in case someone was paying careful attention to him, which he didn’t think was too likely. He got up and placed his six slips into the bowl, and then sat down.

The remaining people finished up, and placed their slips in the bowl, and then Hannah grabbed the bowl.

“I’ll go first.” she smirked.

“Why can’t I go first?” Ashley complained.

“Hey, it was Hannah’s idea to play. Stop arguing.” Sarah chided her younger daughter. Ashley folded her arms but said nothing more.

Hannah pulled out a slip of paper, and read it.

“Describe your first time.” she read aloud.

Hannah nodded.

“Alright, then. So, my first time was in the 10th grade, when I met this really hot guy, name redacted. He wasn’t a student, but he had an interest in me, and well, it didn’t take long from there.” Hannah shrugged.

“Your first time was a teacher?” Ashley asked in awe.

“Well, what was yours?” Hannah challenged.

“Hey, that’s not my dare!” Ashley held up her hands.

Hannah passed the bowl to Logan, rolling her eyes at her little sister.

Logan grabbed a slip of paper, and read it aloud.

“Who do you think is most attractive out of everyone in the room?” he read.

“Zack.” Logan said instantly, and pretty much everyone laughed, Zack included.

“No, uh... I think Hannah’s hottest.” Logan answered.

Hannah laid an arm on his bicep, and Logan looked surprised as the older girl kissed his cheek and winked at him.

Logan slid the bowl to Monica.

She took out a slip of paper and read it aloud.

“What is your biggest sexual fantasy?” Monica gaped, and cast a searching glance around the room. Pietra unabashedly waved at her.

“I’ve always liked the idea of secretly fooling around behind Greg’s back.” Monica confessed, “Though I never have.”

“Ooh, naughty answer from you, Mo.” Charlotte laughed.

Monica grinned and shrugged, then passed the bowl to Sarah.

Sarah pulled out a slip of paper and laughed.

“Kiss the person on your left. With tongue.” Sarah smirked, and Zack’s eyes barely had time to widen before the blond MILF was kissing him. Passionately. Zack kissed back and enjoyed the feeling of Sarah’s tongue sliding into his mouth and playing with his tongue. Her big breasts nudged his chest as she slid closer to him, and he slipped one of his arms around her.

“I think that’s long enough.” Ashley said in a strange voice after about half a minute more of kissing. Sarah leaned back looking very triumphant, while Zack was flustered and very, very hard.

Sarah slid him the bowl, and Zack took a slip of paper.

His heart skipped a beat as he saw the words on the slip of paper.

“Spend nine minutes in a closet with the person on your left.” Zack read, and glanced at Taylor. She rolled her eyes and Zack rose to his feet at the same time she did.

“Uh, Heather, where’s the nearest closet?” Zack asked.

“Down the hall.” Heather pointed.

Zack nodded and walked down the hall as casually as he could, and then opened the closet. He stepped inside, and Taylor did the same, closing the door as she did so.

Zack found himself in the dark, and Taylor’s fingers touched his chest.

“Zack... can I...” Taylor whispered.

Zack hesitated for a fraction of a second, and then he leaned in and kissed her. There was a moment where Taylor didn’t kiss back that Zack’s heart stopped, but then she kissed back and his heart continued beating.

Zack’s arms wrapped tightly around his older sister and she mashed her body against his, and his hands roamed down to her ass, which he gripped tightly as she squashed her breasts against his chest.

Their kiss was hot and steamy, the kind of kiss that made Zack incredibly hard, but he also knew that he only had about seven minutes until he and Taylor would be expected back in the great room.

Zack leaned back, panting, and wished that he could see Taylor during all this. She must have had the same thought, because he heard a shuffling, and then her phone flashlight clicked on, and Zack could see his sister’s beautiful face, and the want, no, the NEED in her eyes. He cupped her cheek and kissed her again, this time soft and slow, his arm wrapping around her waist, tugging her lower half against his.

He wanted her to feel how hard he was. How hard he was for her. His older sister. The girl who’d been a presence in his life since he was born.

“How long’s it been?” Taylor whispered before panting hard.

“Not nine minutes.” Zack gasped, and just like that they were kissing again. Frantically, this time, their lips crashing together in desperation, knowing that this small, stolen moment between them was almost over.

Zack’s hands gripped Taylor’s hips, and they leaned apart.

“How long’s it been?” Zack called.

“Almost nine minutes!” a voice called back. Zack planted one last kiss on Taylor’s lips, and she smiled at him.

“I love you.” she mouthed.

“I love you, too.” he mouthed back. The two siblings waited for a few seconds, and then they emerged from the closet, and returned to the group, unable to show just how much they had changed in the last nine minutes.

———

After the game, Zack wanted to go somewhere with Taylor, wanted to find his sister and, well, do unbrotherly things to her.

But he couldn’t. Robert and Audrey came back in from the deck and announced that it was time for bed, and everybody needed to go to their bedrooms. Zack couldn’t say goodbye to Taylor, not really, so he simply walked towards the bedroom he shared with Paris, and went quickly into the bathroom.

He heard his cousin enter the room a few minutes later, but Zack was a complete wreck. He’d only gotten through the game of truth or dare by completely shoving aside thoughts of Taylor’s lips, or the feel of her breasts against his chest. He blocked all of that out and focused solely on the game.

But now, alone in the bathroom, Zack was shaken up. He turned the faucet onto a low drizzle so that it sounded like he was peeing, and then he sat on the toilet seat and put his head in his hands.

Right now, he needed to go out there to his busty cousin and share a bed with her before sneaking out to go talk to his mother about their own incestuous relationship. How the hell was Zack’s life this crazy now? A week ago, his biggest incestuous act was that he sometimes checked out his mom’s rack. But now, he’d made out with his sister in a closet, he’d actively ogled his cousin, his sister, and his mother, and had also confessed to his mother that he thought she was hot.

How was it, that in four days, Zack’s life could just... change? Now he had four girlfriends, and the attentions of several older, married women.

Zack took a deep, calming breath, and then another, until he was truly calm.

Zack got up and turned off the faucet, flushed the toilet, made the sounds that he was washing his hands, and then he walked out into the bedroom, and his composure instantly fell away.

“Zack!” Paris gasped, and quickly held up her shirt to cover her big, bare tits. Zack had walked out on her changing clothes. She was wearing only a pair of black panties, and her ample breasts had been right there for Zack to look at. Zack made a hasty retreat into the bathroom.

“I’m sorry! I didn’t know you were changing.” Zack said through the door.

“I know.” Paris’ voice came back, and after a moment, the door opened, and Zack looked at his gorgeous cousin, who now wore a gray tank top and black shorts.

The problem was that Zack couldn’t stop seeing her bare tits in his head. He also knew that she wasn’t wearing a bra, and the jiggle of those full, round melons definitely confirmed that.

“Sorry again.” Zack grinned sheepishly. Paris shrugged.

“It’s not really a big deal. It’s not like you haven’t seen breasts before, you know?” Paris said.

“It’s still not normal to see your cousin’s, though.” Zack pointed out. Paris shrugged.

“True.” she said, and sat on the bed.

Zack went over to grab his pajamas, but before he could grab them, something occurred to him. He turned towards Paris, squinting suspiciously at her.

“What?” Paris asked.

“I flushed the toilet and washed my hands. It’s not like you didn’t know I was coming out. You were also standing facing the door, which is weird, because your pile of clothes was behind you.” Zack realized.

Paris said nothing, she just stared at Zack.

“Were you... were you trying to show me your boobs?” Zack asked directly. Paris’ cheeks turned bright red, and she looked away from him.

“You were, weren’t you?” Zack said.

“Shut up.” Paris mumbled.

Damn it, Zack. Now you’ve made it awkward. How could he fix that without just jumping straight into incest? Or... did he WANT to jump straight into more incest? He was already getting crazy with his sister, and he had little doubt that his mother would follow. Why not add his cousin on top?

Besides, Paris wouldn’t be the first cousin of his that he’d do incestuous things with. His only other female cousin, Mia, had been his first kiss.

“Paris, I’m not... well... I mean... damn it, I don’t know what I mean.” Zack groaned. Paris looked at him, then.

“Do you.... did you... did you like them?” Paris whispered shyly. Zack looked at his cousin in surprise.

“Yeah, of course I did. They’re... they’re beautiful.” Zack blurted.

Paris blushed.

“Really?” she whispered.

“Where’s this coming from?” Zack folded his arms. She averted her eyes.

“I... I talked to Heather today. She said... well, she said that you were amazing. Sexually, you know. And... Chloe told me about how you took her virginity, and... I was wondering if you could do that to me, too.” Paris said with scarlet cheeks.

“You talked to Heather and Chloe about sex with me?” Zack asked the question that popped into his mind first.

“Well, I mean, no. I was there with your little harem when they were discussing it.” Paris shrugged.

“Ok, for one, it’s not a harem. And two... Paris, are you serious?” Zack asked gently.

“Yes, I’m serious. Ashley said her first time was absolutely terrible, the guy she was with had no idea what to do. Heather said that the guy she was with was too rough. But Chloe... she said her first time with you was amazing. And... I wanted to have that experience with someone I trusted. Someone I loved, even if it wasn’t exactly in the way I’m supposed to love the person who takes my virginity.” Paris whispered. Zack ran a hand through his dark hair.

“What about Logan?” Zack asked.

“No. I want you.” Paris said firmly, but there was clear worry in her eyes.

Zack just wanted to bang his head against the wall, but he also knew that he had to answer Paris, and not freaking out would probably help keep their relationship on track, even if it was about to take a sharp turn into a sexual relationship.

“I... yeah, ok. I’ll do it. But not tonight.” Zack shook his head. Paris looked elated.

“Thank you. So much.” Paris smiled, and she got up to hug Zack, and then she pecked him on the lips. Zack gave her a small grin, and she stepped back, out of range of him, grinning back.

“This is a weird request you know.” Zack said, taking off his shirt. He pulled on his pajama one afterwards, and glanced at his cousin, who looked gorgeous, he had to admit.

“I do know that. But I also know you’re the guy I trust most. I want it to be you. Just to make sure my first time isn’t horrible. It’s a big moment for me, you know?” Paris asked.

“I do, know, yeah. And you want to have it with your cousin?” Zack raised his eyebrows.

Paris looked a little embarrassed, but nodded.

“You don’t have any kind of secret crush on me or anything do you?” Zack wondered. She shook her head.

“No. You’re stupid handsome, but I’m not going to be sneaking around with my cousin. This is just a one-time thing.” Paris said firmly.

“From what I’ve heard, sex with me is amazing. Good luck trying to keep away.” Zack joked. Paris laughed, genuinely.

“I’ll do my best.” she saluted, and Zack laughed, too. He took off his shorts to put on his pajama shorts, and then he climbed into bed with his cousin.

Zack leaned over and kissed her cheek.

“Payback.” he grinned.

“That’s not payback. I kissed you on the lips.” Paris said, smirking. Zack moved quickly, sliding on top of Paris, and she looked up at him with wide blue eyes.

He leaned down and kissed her on the lips. It wasn’t half as crazy as his kiss with Taylor had been. It was just a five second kiss, and when Zack drew back, he grinned down at his cousin.

“Payback.” he said. Then he rolled off of her and faced the opposite wall from her, giving her the opportunity to end it there, without any awkwardness.

She capitalized on it, and turned around so that her back was facing Zack’s back.

“Good night.” she murmured.

“Good night.” Zack responded and reached up to turn off the lamp.

———

Heather Ravers got changed in the bathroom tonight. She no longer shared a room with one of her friends. Nope, tonight she shared a bedroom and a bed with her perverted cousin.

She looked at herself in the mirror. She wore Zack’s T-shirt still, and for her bottoms she had put on shorts, but they were longer than the short shorts she usually wore to bed.

She ran a hand through her dark locks, and sighed before heading out into the bedroom. Kurt, surprisingly, looked like a normal person. He was reading a book, and glanced at Heather as she walked in.

“Oof. You’re getting me hard, Heather.” he grinned at her.

“Stop being gross, Kurt.” Heather scowled. She didn’t have a problem with incest. She’d had sex with her own father! No, the gross thing was being intimate with Kurt. He was sickening.

His touch made you feel good earlier, a voice in her brain whispered, but she silenced it swiftly.

“How is complimenting you gross?” Kurt protested.

“You gave me a pervy compliment. Call me beautiful or something. Don’t say I made you hard.” Heather wrinkled her nose at her cousin. She climbed into bed beside him, and he turned towards her.

She looked into his brown eyes as he looked into her blue eyes.

“You’re beautiful, Heather.” Kurt said, and Heather hated the way her cheeks heated at his words, especially in that low tone he used.

Kurt quirked a grin, which informed Heather that her blushing hadn’t gone unnoticed.

“I think you like me, Heather.” Kurt announced.

“You’d be wrong.” Heather said, projecting calm.

“Would I?” Kurt asked, and trailed his index finger along the strip of bare skin between her shorts and her shirt. Heather couldn’t stop her shiver, and Kurt got a very hungry look in his brown eyes.

“Yes. I’m dating Zack.” Heather scowled, and pushed him away. He chuckled.

“I’ve been meaning to ask you something about him, by the way.” Kurt said.

“You have?” Heather asked, wary. She realized quickly she was right to be wary as Kurt pulled his cock out of his shorts. He was rock hard, and it stuck straight up like a rod.

“Am I bigger than Zack?” Kurt asked innocently. Heather stared at her cousin, but he grabbed her chin and turned her gaze towards his cock.

“Do you need me to repeat the question?” Kurt asked patronizingly.

“N-no.” Heather said, hating how shaky her voice was.

“No, I’m not bigger, or no I don’t need to repeat the question?” Kurt asked in a falsely innocent voice.

Heather ripped her eyes off her cousin’s rock hard, veiny cock.

“You’re bigger, Kurt. Is that what you want to hear?” Heather demanded.

“How much bigger?” Kurt inquired.

“I don’t know. I didn’t measure Zack’s cock while he was fucking me.” Heather snapped.

“Here, if you let me fuck you, you’ll know how much bigger I am, right?” Kurt suggested.

Heather laughed derisively.

“I’m not fucking you, Kurt. No way in hell.” she shook her head.

“Really? You sure to seem to like looking at my cock.” Kurt said. Heather got out of bed.

“I’m going to sleep with Zack.” she announced. Kurt growled.

“Don’t. I’ll put it away.” he scowled, and did as he said, tucking his cock back into his shorts. For an instant, Heather wondered how he managed to fit that monster in there, and then she rapidly scolded herself.

He wasn’t THAT much bigger than Zack, to be honest. He was admittedly a good bit thicker, but probably about the same length as Zack. Maybe a little longer.

“Still on your mind?” Kurt prodded as Heather climbed back into bed. She flipped over onto her side so she wasn’t facing him. He scooted up behind her and rested one of his hands on one of her boobs.

He gave it a little squeeze, and Heather turned around, slapped him across the face, and stalked from the room. It wasn’t until she laid down on the couch in the living room that she let herself realize just how good it felt having her cousin’s hands on her.

———

Zack crept from his bedroom an hour later, and quietly moved down the bedroom hallway, and then out into the living room. To his surprise, he saw Heather sleeping on one of the couches. He gave a small smile when he realized she was wearing one of his shirts, but then he continued one. The kitchen light was on, which provided plenty of light to see with, yet still be dark enough to sleep, as Heather proved.

Zack went to the first door on the left in the adult hallway, and gave a soft knock. The door opened quickly by Monica, and Zack gave her a small, uncertain smile.

She smiled back warmly.

“I was beginning to think you’d fallen asleep.” she said as she let him into her bedroom. The bedrooms had some nice sound proofing, which did raise some questions as to what Robert does in this cabin, but tonight, it would be helpful.

“No, I just wanted to make sure Paris was asleep before I left.” Zack shrugged.

“Good thinking.” Monica nodded. Zack had to admit she looked good. She was wearing a dark blue tank top that had a couple inches of skin between its’ bottom and the panties’ top. Because she didn’t wear any bottoms. Just panties and a tank top.

“So... have you decided on something yet?” Monica asked. For a half-second, Zack thought about what would happen if he told his mom about his times with Taylor and Paris today, but he quickly shut that down.

“I have thought about it, yeah. I think there’s a lot of potential problems that could go wrong here. And I mean lots.” Zack said. Monica nodded, and patted the bed. Zack came over and sat down on it beside her.

“There are a lot of potential problems, you’re right. If we’re ever discovered, it could ruin my marriage to Greg. Or your relationships with Chloe, Heather, Ashley, and Victoria.” Monica said, but despite her words, she touched Zack’s hand, and he looked up at her in surprise.

“I don’t care about the consequences, though, Zack. I can’t stop thinking about you. I just can’t.” Monica shook her head. Zack scooted closer to his mother.

“Will having sex fix that? Or make it worse?” Zack asked. How was he the voice of logic in this conversation?

“I don’t know.” Monica whispered, and she touched his cheek gently.

“Mom.” Zack meant to say it in something like a denial, but instead it came out as a bit of a groan.

“Yes, baby?” she whispered hotly.

“I don’t... I don’t think I can do this.” Zack said. Monica looked taken aback and hurt.

“Why not?” she whispered.

‘Because my sister and my cousin are both crazy hot and my sister is also trying to gain my incestuous affections and I don’t know what to fucking do.’ That’s what Zack wanted to say.

Zack didn’t know what the hell was happening in his life, but he abruptly realized that he had too many beautiful women trying to get his attentions. That was like... celebrity problems. Not problems for Zack Bishop, a random guy who just graduated college in a small town called Azure Rocks.

Impulsively, Zack leaned in and kissed his mother. She gave a small sound of muffled surprise, but then she kissed back.

At first, the kiss was slow and passionate, and then Monica ramped it up some, getting a bit more desperate with it, and Zack broke the kiss and pushed his mother down onto her back. He watched those big tits bounce as he did, and then he laid on top of her and kissed her fiercely, trying to express his desire for her.

His mother’s incredible tits felt heaven-sent under his chest. She made Heather look small, which was no easy feat, and she wasn’t even the bustiest woman here. That honor belonged to Sarah Woodsen.

The mother and son couple made out for a while. When Zack got off of Monica, her lips were swollen from kissing. She snuggled up against his chest, and Zack slipped an arm around his mother.

“I wish you could stay.” she murmured, tracing a pattern on Zack’s chest.

“Me too.” Zack agreed.

Zack fully intended to leave. He did. But he was tired, and the adrenaline of making out with his mother was wearing off quickly. His eyelids began to get heavy, and then his eyes were fluttering.

Just before he drifted off to sleep, he was fairly certain he felt soft lips brush his.

———

A/N Ok, so I went a little incest overboard on this chapter, I’ll admit. But I was writing the Zack/Taylor scene, and I had my notes for the Zack/Monica scene sitting there, and I was like, you know what, let’s just have all three Bishop women get a little incest scene. So, the Paris scene was a little last minute, I’ll confess, but I really just wanted this to be a big incest chapter, so I had to do the Zack/Paris scene quickly.

It’ll get some more time to breathe in the coming chapters, and Day 5 will be a day for exploring already existing relationships, not establishing new ones, which this chapter did in surplus.

And for those of you who don’t like Kurt getting his way: I apologize in advance. Zack will be gone for most of Day 5, and Kurt will be getting a LOT of page time.

I hope it’s not physically impossible for you to read, but I do just want to let you know that these next few chapters will be very Kurt-heavy.