Oh and what the hell. He made his own sister suck his dick by making her believe it's a banana. Screw reality, screw logic, he could make anything! So he found his mother hot? Well she was. And she doesn't have to be her mother after all! Reality is overrated anyway. Zoey was still looking at his brother, expecting to say something. He did say something, but in the dictaphone, and like always, she just couldn't see it.
"So... My mother is 19... And she's in fact my wife, and Zoey is our daughter! Nothing else changes, except well, I don't have a father anymore, but everything is normal, no one finds our family weird at all... And... Yeah that's it."
He made this statement without thinking, and he was about to regret it. Just after saying this, his head hurt like hell and his vision went blank. He bent forward and felt like someone was messing with his memories... Reality was changing so only his statement and nothing else would change... And it was twisted !
"Daddy, are you okay?"
Arthur was able to see clearly once again. And he saw Zoey, who didn't change, same hourglass allure, same ample shirt, same age...
- Yeah I'm... I'm okay I guess. Just felt dizzy that's it.
- So you're going to bed with mommy? Can I watch some more TV?
- Hum, yeah sure Zoey you can.
- Thanks daddy!
- Not so fast!
The last person to speak was... Linda, well his mother, now 19... She had straight long chestnut hair, and was wearing tight pajamas revealing quite a good looking silhouette! Though she was still less curvy than Zoey, she was thin and fit and cute as hell! She spoke, a bit upset:
- Arthur! Didn't we say no TV after dinner?
- Hum yeah... I guess we did...?
It was in fact a rule asked by his parents, so he must have enforced it himself? He was confused so he just said:
- Well... It's not that late anyway, Zoey can watch TV if she wants for once.
- Arthur, are you sure?
- Yes I'm sure mommy!
- Alright then, Zoey you heard your father. But you don't go to bed too late!
Zoey clapped her hands, giggling gleefully, and slapped her mother's butt to thank her, a gesture that still felt weird to Arthur, though quite hot. Damn, his mom had quite a tight petite butt now... Wait. Mother? "I called her mother, and she didn't correct me... But she can't be my mother now... Can't she?"
Arthur's head hurt again, try to process all those new memories. He never stated that she wasn't his mother anymore, only that she was his wife, and Zoey was their daughter... So...
"My god, I married my own mother...! And had a kid with her when I was 4 and she was 7!"
It didn't make sense, but that's what he could figure out... He didn't remember anything though but that was normal after all, he could barely remembered the time when he was four. He asked his mother, well, Linda:
- Sorry Linda hum... I... Was wondering... How old you were when I was born?
- How old? Well 3 of course! We're only three years apart.
- You... had me when you were 3...?!
- Well yeah! I don't remember how it went.
- And... I don't have any father?
- Well... No...
- It's weird, I can't remember having Zoey with you...
- Well of course not, you were 4! I remember a bit myself. I don't know how I got pregnant, something about playing with your banana. I never understood. Well, I kept playing with your banana and when I was 7, I had Zoey from you, then we married!
She said it like it was the most normal thing. And well, he made so it was the most normal thing. Having kids at such an early age, marrying your mother... It was all normal now. It felt normal to him too, even though he still had his former memories...
Should he correct it? He didn't know.
Wed Jan 10 00:00:00 2018