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Chapter 9 by Rikadd Rikadd

will someone cave in?

maybe, maybe not

It's about the time that the **** star is being destroyed when your sister gets up.

"Where are you going" you ask. She rolls her eyes and responds.

"To my room, cursed or not I have midterms and I need to study." She storms upstairs. Your parents meet eyes. But they say nothing. The three of you are still horny and as you turn on the next movie your mother leans into you. Your mind muddled from the curse you begin to hold her. Her hands begin roaming your body. As her hands glide lower she laughs.

"Is this shirt really all your wearing?" Her question draws the attention of your father.

"Really now? I told you to get dressed so you didn't prevoke us and you do this. Is this your way of telling us you want to be knocked up?" Your father almost shouts these words. He then moves towards you as your mother lifts your shirt exposing your delicate lips. Her other hand begins to spread said lips and you mother laughs again.

"She's so wet of course she wants it." She says

"No, I don't. I just don't have anything that fits." You argue futilely. You father grabs your shirt and swiftly rips it off exposing your chest.

"You didn't mind exposing yourself at breakfast, and you wear nothing down here now. Actions speak louder than words!" He thrusts his fingers into you delicate folds as he speaks. You gasp in suprise.

"No, please I am telling the truth. I want to change back. It's the curse talking." You exclaime. As your father begins undoing his pants.

"The lady dose protest to much" you mother mocks and holds you in place as you struggle to run away. Your fathers Rock hard erection springs free from its confines. tears fill your eyes as your fathers member begins to rub against your entrance.

"Please! Don't do this!" You cry

will they won't they

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