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Chapter 6 by zonefire zonefire

Nothing bad will happen at dinner, right?

Your Favorite Dinner

You were tired and your stomach growled as you smelled the hot dogs. Since mom had just gotten home, she didn’t have a lot of time and just grilled up something fast. You didn’t mind. At this point, you would eat just about anything. As you poured yourself some ice tea and grabbed some chips, your eyes fell on the hotdogs. They looked a lot like the dicks that kept showing up all over the place nestled in buns, but that was just the shape. You shook your head and just figured it was due to being tired.

“Pass the hotdogs.” You said to your mom.

Your mom passed the plate over and you took two, before giving the plate back. Jessie and Jason were eating already, as they had set up the table. Your sister grabbed your mom’s attention and for a moment, you thought your brother was whispering to you, but when you looking at him, he was only fidgeting in his seat. Thinking your imagined things, you popped some chips into your mouth when you felt a familiar feeling.

Your eyes flickered across the table and you immediately focused on the magic dick.

The dick was sticking straight up out of the ketchup bottle. This time, a different feeling overwhelmed you. Instead of grabbing the bottle and fucking or sucking off that perfect penis, you had a completely different compulsion. As your grabbed the bottle, your eyes flickered to your family. None of them seemed to notice, though your siblings eyes fell on you more than once.

It was obvious what you had to do. Flipping the bottle upside down, you held it tightly with one hand, while using your other to rub it. You needed that sweet, delicious cum on your hotdog. It was the perfect condiment. The magic dick must have been trying to apologize for making you run around earlier today. You were perfectly happy to accept it.

Finally, your felt the dick twitch in your hand and explode all over your hotdog. Smiling to yourself, you licked some of the cum off your fingers as the dick vanished. Jason was panting slightly out of the corner of your eye, but you ignored him. he was just weird. You were about to eat your hotdogs now, when the second dick appeared on the mustard lid. Your sister was smirking as she ate for some reason, but you didn’t care. You quickly grabbed the new bottle and held it over your other hotdog.

Once again, you jerked it off, to get all that delicious seed. Your mother continued to eat, talking to Jason about his day while Jessie fidgeted across from you. This cock seemed to be having trouble releasing. Your food would get cold if it didn’t hurry. Picking up speed, fingers were moving up and down as fast as you could without hurting the poor thing. Finally, it released and your second hotdog was covered. The dick vanished once it’s task was done and you looked down at your now decorated wieners.

“This is great, mom.” You tell her, after taking several sloppy bites. The salty taste was a perfect pairing with the meat. A little white liquid dripped down your chin as you quickly wiped it with your finger before sucking it back up.

“Thank you, dear.” She replied and then turned to Jessie and Jason. Both of who were snickering. “What’s so funny?”

“Nothing!” They answered in unison.

“They’ve been acting weird all day.” You tell her.

Going back to your food, you inhaled the rest of the first dog, before moving to the second. You think you preferred the taste of the first dick’s cum over the second one. Both were delicious, but the first one was the original and held a special place in your heart. Once you were done, you wiped up the last bit of cum on your plate with a chip and swallowed. The tea was a great way to end the meal.

“You didn’t help set up,” Your mom said, looking directly at you. “So after dinner, you have to help clean up.” She looked outside. “Or pick up sticks in the yard so your brother can mow.”

“Okay, mom.” You replied. Naturally, you wanted to do the dishes. The exercise earlier tired you out.

You started to pick up your empty plate.

Was dinner over? Did you even have a choice?

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