An awkward conversation at dinner

Once the table had been set, and his family gathered round, Caleb marveled at the topics of conversation. His mother and sister started off by singing the praises of his salad dressing. The two of them started a one up competition of crude names to call it. Caleb's personal favorite was "baby batter dressing" but his mother nearly choked when Hazel called it "Nut Milk".

Once the salads were gone they proceeded to the main course, country fried steak with potatoes and green beans. His mother pointed out the steaks could have used some "nut milk" as a topping. This got Hazel to giggling and laughter proceeded around the table. After that joke, conversation died down until his father Harold cleared his throat awkwardly.

"So um, son, I was wondering. Um..." Harold's face was turning red as he tried to speak.

"What is it dad? Is something wrong?" Caleb had never seen his father at a loss for words.

"Well traditionally... um.. Well... As a Stretcher King, it's common for you know... um..." Harold took a deep breath and got it all out at once, "Is it ok with you, if your mom and I still have sex sometimes?"

"Dad, what the hell are you talking about?" Caleb was flabbergasted that his father would ask him this. He immediately thought about the watch, and what could be the consequences of his recent changes. He'd made a lot over the last several hours.

"Well, I mean, it's..."

"It's ok Harold. Caleb might not understand, since it's been so long since a Stretcher King has lived in this part of the world. Let me explain," June patted him on the thigh as she turned to her son.

"Honey, being a Stretcher King brings you a great deal of respect along with a lot of responsibility. Because of that, the women in a Stretcher Kings family belong to him. When it comes to sex, our husbands are subordinate to you. Me, your Aunt Lori, and your dads sisters Brenda and Susan, even your grandma's, we are all yours to have sex with and breed. Even your sister and cousin are yours, though I hope you will wait till they're married to breed them."

His mother leaned over and kissed his father on the cheek. "So you see, your father and I can't have sex anymore, unless you allow it. It would be disrespectful to you, and interfere with your right to breed me. Um.. If you wanted, that is..." His mother blushed brightly as she said this last part.

Caleb was shocked at this bit of news and recalled his aunt Lori's comment about wanting him to be good to his father. Thinking quickly he said, "Dad you never have to ask my permission to have sex with mom. In fact I encourage the two of you to have all the sex you want. It would be cruel to take her from you right after she is enjoying the benefits of her first stretching. You are a great dad and don't deserve that. I mean, with a Stretcher King as young as me, you must have done something right in raising me, so normally that would gain you quite a bit of respect as well."

Harold got a bit choked up and said, "Thank you son. It means a lot to hear you say that."

Cale looked down at his watch briefly. It was still set on 6:30, but he noticed the seconds hand spinning a bit faster than it had been. He wondered what that meant.