FRIDAY


"And now Suzy, having beaten the chicken soup out of all her other opponents this week, will take this final challenge by herself! Will she be able to do it ladies and gentlemen? Will she be able to impress Misty at last? We'll find out today! Let's give our small town girl some encouragement for her task at hand!"

As the crowd claps, whistles and stomps their feet in support, you sit at a large table by yourself looking at…

A huge plate of tacos, fish tacos to be precise. The lack of subtlety is hardly surprising at this point.

You double face palm before exhaling and looking up.

"Really?" you ask in disbelief.
"This is the last task Suzy…" the disembodied announcer's voice whispers.
"I don't give a shit, the concept of fish tacos is fucking disgusting for one thing and for another…"

Suddenly Bobby's grandmother appears as she has been doing in your dreams.

"See? Told you we should've just went with traditional beef. Anyway I think the point was made." Bobby's grandmother cackles and with a wave of her cane, you're back in that blasted wasteland you were in last time.

"And what point would that be? And am I meeting this Misty yet or what?"
"No, you're not meeting Misty yet, and as for the point I think we both know what point that was."
"Yeah and I'm not a lesbian." You say.
"Who said you were? It's pretty clear you love the cock, but you're in some serious denial if you're standing here claiming that you're not into girls as well. It's okay, really. There are no lines, we're all here to enjoy each other's bodies."
"I'm not!" you protest.
"Oh come on Suzy, you know deep down you're curious. Some of that three way porn on your computer involves the two girls and a guy configuration. I'd say beyond curious at this point. We both know you find Helen cute because you're a narcissist at heart and she reminds you of yourself in some ways. Nothing like self love."
"Well she does have pretty eyes… but I'm still not interested. She's a girl and I just don't swing that way." you say.
"Bullshit, are you seriously saying you wouldn't like to put a strap on and do my grand daughter from behind? Pull her hair and make her say your name and then after you were done fucking her, you'd shove her face in your pussy until she licked it clean and you climaxed in her mouth?"

You're not sure what's more disturbing. A dead old lady giving graphic descriptions of how you'd fuck her grand daughter, or the fact that it's sort of turning you on a bit.

You're a little at loss for words.

"Hey…hey two girls and one guy isn't lesbian porn." You say fumbling with a partial defense.
"Oh? I see. So it's not gay if it's a three-way? Well whatever you have to tell yourself I suppose. Still, if you truly feel that way I'm wondering if you'd be open to…nah…"
"What?" you ask wondering where she's going with this.
"Hah! You ARE curious!" Grandma Morningstar cackles.
"I'm not! I'm just wondering what you were going to drone on about!"

"Okay then here it is, besides being really into getting blowjobs, Bobby's also really into girl on girl stuff. Bobby probably wouldn't turn down the idea of having a second wife which would be Helen in this instance. This wouldn't have worked before with Diana, because of how much you two hated each other. However, with Helen, I think this would be more workable…" Grandma Morningstar says.
"What? He's never told me this! He's never even gave any indication!" you say.
"Well of course he hasn't, as I told you before he's a bit too much a gentleman to suggest it and I'm fairly certain he's never even felt any romantic feelings towards Helen either. However I know for certain if you approached him with the idea, that he damn sure wouldn't be against it."
"Well I'D be fucking against it!" you say.
"Wait, so you're fine with murdering someone on your wedding day, but you're against marrying two people. You're fine with being associated with a bunch of murderers that practice incest, but you're against having sex with another girl even one you find attractive even if you don't want to admit it. Interesting set of moral values you've got there blondie."
"But I'm marrying into YOUR family! Isn't that a little hypocritical to criticize me when you've probably engaged in all manner of illegal and unnatural acts yourself?"
"Not at all. My point is I didn't really have the same arbitrary limits you place on yourself. I'm just pointing out your odd inconsistencies. I suppose it's not really your fault. You can't help the puritanical way you were raised."

You're getting a little agitated and getting tired of insane troll logic at this point.

"Look, if all you're going to do is insult me, I think I'd like to wake up now." You say.
"You will soon, in any case I'm just trying to help YOU out!"
"How is sharing Bobby helping me out?"
"Sheesh, first you still can't figure out who Misty is, now this? You really are slow on the uptake ain't ya blondie? You're lucky you're pretty." Bobby's grandmother asks and then taps you in the forehead with her hand.
"Ow! Stop!" you say and back away.
"Look, I'm just going to end with this sagely wisdom. If you really want to live in a harmonious household, I suggest you open your mind a little. You've already made a few steps in the right direction; you might as well go all the way. I mean who the hell is going to be judging you? Nobody important that's for sure. Besides, I'm sure with a little forethought you can think of the benefits of such an arrangement and turn it into an advantage. Well, that's what I think. Anyway, congrats on your wedding and you've got my blessing. Good luck!"

Good luck? Somehow that doesn't sound reassuring. You're about to ask Bobby's grandmother what she exactly means by that, but then she waves that damn cane again and you're enveloped the blackness and then you wake up.

"Gah, fucking bitch." You say groggily.
"Oh...I'm sorry for waking you…I just wanted to apologize for yesterday and give you this to see if it fits, but I understand if you don't want me here…" a familiar female voice remarks.

You look around the room and see Helen coming in carrying some red clothing.

"Huh? No, not you…wait what are you doing in here anyway? Did Bobby spend all night working on the house?" you ask
"I'm bringing in your wedding dress and yes, Bobby has been working on the house for the most part. Trying to patch up the big hole in the house, cleaning up the dungeon, blocking the front gate. He had to bury our brother Jordan as well. I don't believe he's actually slept yet."
"Oh yeah, forgot that that asshole killed one of your siblings. I didn't know him that well, but sorry for your loss." You remark.
"Thank you, but I suppose we're all just puppets in Tiamat's glourious chaos, so we all need to just move on right? We have to accept that some things just will never be…anyway could you see if this fits?" Helen asks holding up the red clothing which now looks a lot like lingerie.
"Wait, that's the wedding dress? It looks like slutty underwear from Hot Secret." You answer and get out of bed.

Helen's face looks a bit offended by that statement.

"My grandmother wore this on her wedding day! She had this dress made of the finest silk, not whatever cheap material they use in North Tiwanaland or some place! THIS is a one of a kind article of clothing! It's not something you'd find in some edgy teenager hang out!" Helen remarks.
"Okay! Geez. I'm not trying to insult the dress or your grandmother. It's just…well I thought I'd be wearing something a little more… substantial. But seeing as your family isn't exactly conventional and when in Rome…I guess I better try it on. Um, you washed it right?"
"Of course. Hand washed it myself. Can't risk putting it in a machine." Helen says and hands it to you.
"Red fishnets…red high heels…" you say.
"Yes. Those shoes were also special made with the finest…"
"Leather. Yes, I can imagine. Let me guess the fishnets were made with the finest silk as well."
"Well of course, what else would it be?"
"What else indeed. Okay, well I guess I'm going in the bathroom to change."
"I understand. I'm still sorry about making you uncomfortable about my unwanted advances." Helen says.

Before you enter the bathroom, you start to wonder…

"Helen, why did you approach me? Or rather I know why, but you were attracted to Bobby long before you met me. You obviously have the inner strength to make the first move as it were."
"Well, that was a little different for several reasons. I mean Diana would've killed me had I actually made a move on Bobby! With you, I just…I dunno. The moment felt right? And it still wasn't easy. Of course I misread signals. Sorry." Helen remarks meekly.

And there it is, Helen's subservience in action. Even with Diana gone, Helen's mindset hasn't changed much. You're just a "nicer" replacement to Diana. You're fairly certain now that Helen means no harm to you, if indeed she ever really did.

So this is it, you'll marry Bobby, have children by him and live happily ever as queen in this twisted family. Helen as usual will play the second fiddle content with her lot in life. As strange as that seems all relatively good for you, you still can't help but think Helen doesn't deserve better in some way. She did directly save your life after all.

It makes you start to ponder Grandma Morningstar's words of opening one's mind to make way for new possibilities…

You take a new path

You have to admit you HAVE always been a bit curious, and this probably would be the easiest way to satisfy that curiosity.

"Fuck it." You say to yourself, throw your "wedding dress" aside and you turn around and approach Helen.

"Take off all your clothes." You say.
"Wha…what?" Helen remarks in surprise.
"Take off all your clothes. Obviously we got some things to work out before we proceed any further, or more specifically I got some things to work out before I proceed any further. So get your clothes off." You say and head over to the bed where you start taking off your own.

This is uncharted territory for you, but strangely as you lie in bed completely naked, you're not quite as nervous about it as you thought you might be. When Helen finally gets naked, you see she has nice little body on her. Her tits aren't as big as yours, but nobody's perfect.

As mildly anxious as you are, Helen has to be doubly so. She might've made the "first move" but you've definitely taken the lead. Helen's also a virgin for all intents and purposes. You wonder if that might be making all this a little hotter for you.

"You're very beautiful." Helen says walking over to you.
"Yeah…oh you're not bad yourself. So…you ready to do this?" you ask.
"Yes, I'm ready…um…I've never done this before with anyone…how should we start?" Helen asks.
"Uh, I guess kissing. Even in the movies they usually start like that." You reply.
"Okay." Helen remarks compliantly.

Helen lies next to you and the pair of you begin kissing and caressing each other. It's definitely different than when you're with Bobby who tends to be a little rougher. This really isn't all that bad; in fact the only downside is Helen is doing a lot of talking instead of focusing on the task at hand. It's not even dirty talk; she keeps asking questions if she's doing something right. Doesn't take you long before you start pushing her head down so she can stop talking altogether.

"Oh…okay…" Helen remarks as she gets the hint.
"And Helen, I don't want any more talking. Just focus, understand? Yeah…mmm…just like that…" you say as you feel the magic starting to happen.

Your back starts arching, your toes start curling, you begin to make moans of pleasure and grab the back of Helen's head. You're generally in a state of bliss as Helen does her thing. At this moment nothing else exists except your pleasure so you aren't paying any attention to the noise that is going on outside.

And you aren't paying attention to the door when it opens up…

"Urgh! What the fuck are you two doing?!" Veronica exclaims with a gun in her hand.
"Oh! Um…uh…" Helen stutters as she wipes her mouth and raises her head up and probably looking like a deer in the headlights from Veronica's perspective.
"SHIT! Doesn't anyone fucking knock!? What the hell are you doing in here waving a gun around?" you say and try to cover up as much as you can.

"I was coming to warn you that we're being fucking attacked by zombies! I didn't realize I was going to walk in on you two dyking it out! Does Bobby know about this?" Veronica says.
"Nevermind all that, did you just say zombies are attacking us?" you ask.
"Yeah, I mean…I dunno if they are. Maybe they're just rabid humans or something, but they're gnashing their teeth, moaning and coming at us like something out of a horror movie. We need all the help we can get to repel these things!"
"We'll be ready in a moment." You say as Veronica shakes her head.
"Well you two better hurry up, (Sigh) honestly, we're getting attacked and you two are busy licking…"

A loud crashing noise followed by gunfire is heard from downstairs.

"Shit! That sounded close! I gotta go!" Veronica shouts and you hear her run off.

Well at least it looks like Bobby's finally lit a fire under his relative's asses to pull their weight around here.

"(Sigh) Fucking zombies. Of course this day couldn't just be a pleasant one." You say fumbling with your clothing.
"I hope we get down there in time to help Bobby." Helen says getting dressed as well.
"We will, hold on let me get something first."

You go to Bobby's clothing drawer to get the spare gun he mentioned yesterday.

"Hey, what about me?" Helen asks.
"Well, just grab a blunt object! Unplug that desk lamp and use that to bash those freaks' heads in I guess."
"Suzy, I don't really want to argue, but do you even know how to use a gun properly? Maybe you should give me the gun and you just stay behind me."
"For your information my older brother Ben DID show me how to shoot a gun…a few times."
"A few times…Suzy, I was taught to fire a gun, aim and everything else before I was ten. I'm just saying in a situation like this, it might be best if I have the gun, I'm sure when we get to the others, Bobby will give you another one of his." Helen remarks.
"Yeah and in the mean time I'm fucking defenseless."
"You won't be! I'll protect you and I think you can count on that." Helen says and then follows up by putting her arm around your waist and then sensually kissing you on the lips.

You ALMOST want to head right back to the bed, but unfortunately you've got more important things to deal with.

"Okay, okay, you can take the gun, but me and you are definitely going to finish what we started after all this is over." You say and go unplug the small desk lamp you mentioned earlier to Helen and take it as a makeshift weapon.

The pair of you head through the corridor and down the stairs both not making many comments at this point. Might be due to the situation being more than a little tense and its only getting more so as the gunfire, yelling and guttural noises are getting louder as you approach the center of the fighting.

Helen then suddenly stops and turns to you.

"Suzy?" Helen says.
"What!?" you ask.
"I just want you to know that if something goes wrong…"
"Helen, nothing is going to go wrong, but we need to just focus and get to Bobby."
"Well just in case it does, I just want you to know I love…"
"SHIT HELEN! SHOOT! SHOOT!" you exclaim when you see two creatures bursting through the door in front of you.

Helen spins around and fires, hiting one of them square in the chest twice, but it doesn't even slow down, it just tackles Helen onto the floor. She drops her pistol and struggles with the creature while calling for you to help and while you'd love to do just that, the second creature is currently trying to make a meal out of you.

You swing at the creature a couple times, but it moves in such a jerky motion that you don't land a good hit and cause only a glancing blow to its head. Still it's enough to give you a bit of a breather while the thing tries to get back up off the floor.

You spy the gun nearby and wonder if you should go for it or help Helen directly first.

You help Helen

With as much strength as you can muster, you swing the lamp upside the head of the creature that is pinning Helen to the floor which is enough to cause it roll off of Helen, but not enough to kill it.

You soon have problems of your own when the second creature you hit before has completely recovered and tackles you to the floor.

With the map still in hand, you attempt to swing it from your prone position, but the creature has already dug its fingers deep into that arm and forcibly holds it to prevent you from doing so. You manage to keep it from biting your face off by at least pushing your forearms up across its neck. At this close range, it doesn't look rotten, just very dirty looking and crazed. Still, undead or not, you don't want to risk getting bit, let alone killed and eaten.

As you struggle with the creature on the floor, a shot is fired into the side of the thing's head and blood splatters on you, the floor and partially on the nearby wall.

"Shit!" you shout and then try to pull yourself out from under the corpse. While you're doing that, another shot is fired killing the other creature that was previously on top of Helen and recovering from the blow it took to the head from you. She then places two more headshots to both bodies.

"I think they're dead, we can't waste bullets, if there are more of them." You say.
"Are you okay?" Helen asks touching your bruised arm, which aches.
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"These things aren't really rotten looking or anything. Maybe they aren't undead." Helen says.
"Well I still don't want to get killed and eaten by some virus infected asshole. Come on, this isn't over yet." You say.

By the time you get to Bobby and the rest of the family's location, they've managed to wipe out most of the things and you and Helen don't have much to do. Still, you wonder about their origin. Some sort of sickness perhaps? Maybe the government was fucking around with a secret weapon like they tend to do and it got out of hand. It would explain why there was a drastic rise in violence even before you left town and why the National Guard showed up later.

It isn't until after all the mad attackers are killed that Bobby manages to address you directly. He's incredibly tired looking, the rest of his family looks pretty tired too, but he looks like he's about to collapse.

"Are you okay?! They didn't bite you did they?" Bobby asks, stumbling a bit from exhaustion.
"No, I'm fine. We both are." You reply.
"Suzy saved my life." Helen remarks.
"Well, I think we both saved each other more than enough times this week." You say which causes a bit of a happiness of Helen's face.
"Could've used your help a lot sooner, if you hadn't been busy cheating on Bobby." Veronica snorts.

This remark causes every family member to stop what they are doing and take notice. Helen, looks more terrified than she did when facing the rabid people. Bobby looks more surprised than anyone. He looks at Veronica and then looks at you. You keep a straight face despite Veronica ratting you out.

"What's she talking about Suzy?"
"Well it's like this Bobby…" you say and then grab Helen close to you and give her a kiss on the cheek. Helen blushes a bit and tries to remain composed, but she's a mixture of bashful and fearful.

"Before all this shit went down, your sister and I were bonding in a way that I don't think you'll disapprove of. Helen loves you. I love you. Helen likes me and I've grown very fond of her and I want ALL of us to get married. Right now."

Now you've caught everyone off guard. One moment they're fighting for their lives, the next they're attending a wedding. Not mention this new bombshell you've dropped.

"Now?" Bobby asks.
"We just won a great victory! What, you don't want to marry two beautiful women?" you say.
"I didn't say that, I just…this is a bit surprising. Helen, I never knew you felt this way…why didn't you tell me? I guess it doesn't matter, we can discuss this in more detail afterwards, but by Tiamat's Chaotic Cunt and Twenty Tits YES! I'll marry the pair of you!" Bobby shouts and then you turn to Helen.

"Helen why don't you go get your grandmother's wedding dress and wear it?" You say causing her eyes to light up.
"You…you really want me to wear it? Are you sure?!" she asks.
"I'm sure. I think you deserve the honors and I think she'd want you to wear it."
"Oh thank you Suzy!" she says and kisses you on the lips and runs off.

Bobby at this point tells Brandon and Ronald to drag Diana out from her cell. Veronica looks slightly disappointed by the lack of drama and is even more disappointed when Bobby tells her to gather the children for the wedding. He then warns everyone to still keep an eye out for anymore of those rabid bastards just in case you didn't get them all.

Everyone complies and soon you and Bobby are left by yourselves. Bobby takes a seat to briefly rest. He yawns several times in a row and is struggling to stay awake, but you can tell your enthusiasm for the wedding has energized him a bit. You decide to keep the energy going by sitting on his lap and making a fuss.

"Hey, it's not time for the honeymoon yet." Bobby remarks with a brief chuckle.
"Oh it's always times for the honeymoon with you." You say.
"Damn, I wish I wasn't so tired…hope I don't stumble over the joining passage when I'm marrying us." Bobby remarks as he rubs your legs.
"Wait, isn't someone else doing that?"
"Huh? No, I'm doing it. I mean I'm the high priest here. Technically it could just be me and you here."
"What? That's it? We could've done that a long time ago!"
"I'm glad I didn't because obviously Helen would've missed out…wow still can't believe she was in love with me all this time…"
"Is it so hard to believe?"
"I guess I just wasn't paying attention to her. I mean it makes sense in retrospect given how attentive she's always been…just don't know why she never said anything before."
"Scared of Diana."
"That makes sense…speaking of not saying anything. Why didn't YOU tell me you were also into girls, let alone my sister?" Bobby asks.

You wrap your arms around Bobby and lean your body against him.

"Eh…well I sort of went through some odd self discovery lately…I'm not into girls so much as I just like your sister. I can't quite explain it all properly right now, maybe later. Let's just say it's been a weird week. Besides isn't all this spontaneity along with the carnage causing Tiamat's chaotic glory smile upon us or something?" You say.

Bobby looks around at the nearby mess of broken furniture and the couple bodies laying on the floor and smiles.

"I suppose you're right."

A few more moments pass as you wait for everyone to return. In the meantime you let Bobby rest a bit by closing his eyes. Veronica and Denise return first with all the children. Brandon and Ronald arrive gripping Diana by each arm. Predictably she's swearing up a storm and accusing everyone of being against her.

It wakes Bobby up from his brief nap.

"Oh? Everyone here? Good. Let's get this started. (Yawn) Sorry, I'm so damn tired…"
"Helen's not here yet. You don't need to stand up for this, just keep resting in your chair and I'll just be right here on your lap. I'm sure that's acceptable to everyone right?" you ask.

Before anyone can answer you, Helen returns in her grandmother's wedding dress. Everyone is in awe of how sexy she looks in it. If Bobby needed anymore rousing from his tired state, this has certainly done it. She's not having any problems walking on the heels either. In fact the only two who aren't in awe, are you mainly because you were just having sex with her not too long ago and this a pale substitute and Diana who just swears and looks disgusted.

"How do I look?" she asks a bit nervously.
"Well I'd do you right now, if it was just Bobby here." You say.
"By Tiamat's Angry Asshole I'm not fucking believing this! You're seriously going to marry them both? The traitor and the whore? I guess it would take two to replace me! Your TRUE soul mate!" Diana yells.

Ignoring Diana, Helen sits next to you and Bobby and the three of you hold hands as he recites what you guess is a passage from whatever holy book of Tiamat he got it from and when the time comes, you both accept your place as his wives.

Then the three of you exchange kisses with each other. Most of Bobby's family claps if they are able. It's definitely unusual, but it feels so right. You now feel like you belong here.

"Here. I've been carrying this in my pocket the whole day, nearly forgot it was there." Bobby remarks and hands you a ring with a sizable red diamond in the center and smaller black inlayed around it. It's definitely beautiful and when you try it on, you find that it fits perfectly.

"You…you gave her grandma's ring?! YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE! You dishonor that woman! I hope grandma's spirit comes back and rapes the three of you with a fucking broom handle!" Diana shouts.

Bobby ignores Diana and turns to Helen.

"I apologize…I didn't know I'd be blessed with a second bride today. I don't have another ring. I'll have to acquire another." He says to Helen.
"Oh that's okay. I'm just so happy to be married to you at last!" Helen says and squeezes him tightly.

Diana is completely livid.

"Oh fuck this! Fuck ALL of this! FUCK Tiamat! FUCK this family! FUCK my treacherous bitch of a sister! FUCK your blonde whore! And most importantly FUCK YOU BOBBY! FUCK YOU, you fucking fickle cheating bastard. Just fucking kill me now so I can leave this fucking shameful spectacle.

At this point Bobby calmly pulls out a knife.

"Who wants to do the honors?"

You take the knife and look over at Helen.

"Did you want to be the one?" you ask Helen.
"Can we do it together?" Helen asks.
"Of course." You answer.

The pair of you stand and walk over to Diana who has now become silent. You can't imagine the rage she's experiencing, but her gaze would burn through you both if it could.

You raise the knife and then Helen stand behind you and puts one arm around your waist and then one hand on yours that holds the handle so they are like one. You turn your head slightly over your right shoulder to give her a kiss and then together with one single thrust you both jam the knife into Diana's chest.

The blade strikes true, puncturing her heart. The hatred still burns in Diana's eyes as she coughs up blood, wheezing and finally dying. Brandon and Ronald let her body flop to the floor when her life force is gone.

And there it is, your first kill.

"Was it good for you?" Helen asks.
"Oh it was the best." You say.

At this point Bobby is completely alert.

"As hot as all this is and despite this being my wedding day…sadly duty comes first and this house has to be put in order. Who knows if we're going to get attacked again. Let's start with the clean up." Bobby orders.

Clean up goes relatively fast. Around the house at least since that's your primary concern. You go for the quick dirty approach of just getting all the dead bodies in one pile outside. You briefly think about burning them, but Bobby says that might attract attention and doing it tomorrow when everyone is more awake enough to defend this place properly is a better idea.

Broken windows and the front door are barricaded with furniture for the night.

Somewhere just after midnight everyone is ready to crash. Bobby, who has been practically sleep walking by this point just tells everyone to sleep with a weapon tonight and you can all just roll the dice without a night watch tonight. Nobody argues.

You and Helen help Bobby upstairs and three of you collapse on the bed. You and Helen still have a bit of energy left and you briefly consider celebrating your honeymoon without him, but that doesn't seem quite right despite the fact that you really wanted to finish what was started in this bedroom.

Instead you cuddle up to Bobby who is fast asleep at this point while Helen snuggles next to you. Feeling very loved, you head into dreamland, not even worrying about how Grandma Morningstar might fuck with you tonight.

Next day…

SATURDAY


"Suzy! You've won! You've truly overcome all odds! You have not only survived the various uncertain events of this week, but you've also thrived! Ladies and gentlemen, let's give our small town girl some applause and respect for she truly is worthy of it!"

As the crowd claps, whistles and stomps their feet in support, you sit at a large table by yourself looking at…

A huge plate of those little Vienna sausages.

"Let me guess, they double as looking like oversized clits along with being phallic." You say.

No sooner have you said that, when everything disappears and you're facing Grandma Morningstar in the blasted wasteland again.

"Hey, that's quick catching on to the symbolism there, blondie." Grandma Morningstar says.
"I have my moments. So am I finally done with all this nonsense? Am I finally meeting this Misty?" you say.
"You figure out who it is yet?"
"Yeah and I can't believe I didn't catch it before. Misty…MISS T…Tiamat." You answer.
"Well shit, you're two for two! Glad to see you're on a roll and your pretty little blonde head finally got it, but no you don't get to meet her."
"What? After all this build up? Seems pretty anti-climatic."
"Yeah, well she's busy. Besides the jury's still out on you a bit."
"What? Didn't I win? I'm part of the family now. I mean I killed a bitch for Tiamat, married a pair of siblings and everything!" you say.
"So? You didn't like Diana to begin with, it wasn't like were killing some stranger you didn't have any grudge against. As far as marrying two of my grand children, well that's certainly unconventional, but hardly very interesting in the scheme of things. Though I suppose given how boring and repressed your basement dwelling years were you probably think you're a real wild woman."
"So what was the point of all this?!"
"None really…well I suppose for my own curiosity I did want to see if Bobby's blonde beauty was even worthy of being in this family and despite what I just said, the fact that you've been speaking with me means you're probably closer to Tiamat than most of them even are. The lot you're with are practically sheep to be lead around by the nose by Bobby. And Bobby's so in love with you he'll do anything for you. I mean sure you added Helen to the mix, but Bobby is always going to love you more. Helen's just so thrilled to be there that she's easily pliable as well. I dare say you probably could get either one of them to do what you want if you really pushed for it…but then you sort of already knew that didn't you?" Grandma Morningstar says with slight smile.

You don't say anything for a moment.

"Well it wasn't all because I felt sorry for Helen and that she gave good head. Helen being a second wife means she can have that whole mess o' babies Bobby wants. Let her worry about getting fat, stretch marks and the pain of child birth." You remark.
"Heh, interesting approach. So I take it you're going to be the opinionated sexy fun wife while Helen gets to be the submissive, baby and sandwich making one."
"Pretty much."
"Well guess you aren't quite as mediocre as you appear. That's good. Well maybe Tiamat doesn't give a shit, but I like you. In fact if I was still alive and decades younger, I'd bend you over and fuck you in the ass raw with a strap on. Make you say my name while I pulled that pretty golden hair of yours. Wouldn't that be fun?" Grandma Morningstar says with a creepy leer.
"Um…no." you just say backing away.

Grandma Morningstar cackles.

"Still prudish as ever. See ya around blondie, I think you'll be alright."

Grandma Morningstar waves goodbye to you, disappears and everything around you gets dark.

And you wake up.

You turn your head to the right and see Bobby reading and partially under the blankets. To your left Helen's face and body is practically on top of your own as she's still cuddled up next to you and got her arm around you.

When you try to move, Helen moves with you.

"Helen, Helen, move your arm, I need to sit up." You say.
"Huh? But I like holding you." Helen says still half asleep.
"Of course you do, but you still need to move." You say and forcibly move Helen's arm. She begins to stir a bit now that you've disturbed her comfort.

"It's about time you got up. You look a little frazzled. Bad dream?" Bobby asks putting his book away.
"Eh…better than others I've had this week. Probably should talk about at some point later, but I'm surprised to see you here. I figured you were going to going to get up early to work on the compound's defenses." You say.
"I didn't sleep for practically a day remember? Anyway, I did get up earlier and gave everyone their orders of what I want worked on then I told everyone not to disturb me unless cannibals or more asshole family members are trying to wreck the place. So far haven't had any trouble. Glad to see I don't have to hover around them constantly. I'm sort of surprised Helen has been asleep all day, she tends to wake up earlier than I do to see to the young ones." Bobby remarks.
"I felt I deserved a day off." Helen remarks starting to become more energetic.

At this point Bobby brings you closer to him by putting his arm around you. Helen also starts getting gropey again and you're now the meat in an incest sandwich.

"So how exactly are we doing this?" Bobby asks.
"Should we take turns?" Helen asks.
"I don't see why with a little bit of maneuvering, we can't all just get our pleasure simultaneously. Helen, you're still technically a virgin AND you've been practically waiting your whole life to get fucked by Bobby, so why don't we get that out of the way and then at the same time when he's doing you from behind, you can finish up where we left off yesterday. We can sort of go from there."
"Suzy…oh you're the best! I just love you so much! You're so thoughtful!" Helen exclaims squeezing you tightly.
"Hey, okay, okay, you can show your appreciation when your tongue is deep inside me. So, Bobby are you okay with this arrangement?" you say.
"Sure, but at some point during all of this, THIS is going inside you." Bobby says pointing at his dick for emphasis.
"I sure hope so." You say and kiss Bobby.

The three of you move around to get into your positions. Helen and Bobby briefly make out a bit and exchange a few sweet words to each other before getting to it. You imagine that this has got to be the best day her life. Actually it's probably Bobby's as well, but that's for different reasons.

As the three of you enjoy each other's company, a feeling of satisfaction overcomes you. Not sexual satisfaction…well there is that too, but you genuinely feel good about your situation. You have not one, but two people who love you very much. Helen's a bit "clingy" but you think you can handle that.

At one time having a three way with a pair of siblings after killing someone would've been unthinkable, but then again it didn't turn out quite so terrible either. While you're still not quite into all this Tiamat worshipping, you do have a slightly new outlook on life now.

You briefly wonder if you're "evil" for not only going along with all this, but also enjoying it to a small degree, but what other options did you really have? You're making the best of the current situation and you won't apologize for it. You're no longer that basement dwelling "good girl" anymore.

While you're in the middle of riding Bobby's dick and Helen sucking on one of your tits, that's when a flash of bright light briefly covers the windows and a loud noise is heard in the distance.

"Shit what the hell was that?" Bobby asks sitting up and rubbing his eyes.
"I dunno, I'm glad we weren't looking directly at that flash though. I had my back to the window and that was still fucking bright." You remark

Helen doesn't say anything, she's still just rubbing her eyes, and then Bobby motions you to get off of him.

"Wait a minute, I think I know what it was…" Bobby says and gets up off the bed.

He walks over to the window and you and Helen follow close behind.

In the distance to the west, you see the remnants of a mushroom cloud. Probably landed on Security City or near it. You can only guess it probably wasn't a big one, but you're still a little concerned if you're in some sort of fallout radius.

"By Tiamat…" Helen says and squeezes Bobby tightly out of nervousness.
"So…they finally went and did it." You say.
"Looks like. (Sigh) Shit." Bobby says.
"What's wrong? I thought we were prepared for this sort of thing." You say.
"Oh we are. I'm not even worried about that, it's just I wanted to spend the day relaxing with the pair of you. Now? Well I think you know I'm going to have to go and direct everyone. Oh to hell with it, the apocalypse isn't going anywhere. Let's go back to what we were doing."
"Works for me." You agree while Helen nods and smiles.

Eventually you will have to deal with this new world and whatever its going to throw at you, but for now the three of you are going to get back to enjoying yourselves after this chaotic week.

…

Parent of Sanity


The Future…

"Mom, are you really sure you want to go to Emberville with me? I mean it's not exactly a relaxing journey." Enki asks.
"You don't think your mother can handle herself in a fight? I have been living in this post apocalyptic hell longer than you have, you know. Would you rather Aiden and Nadia go with you, because right now they're the only two not immediately busy."
"Yeah I know…don't really feel like dealing with ongoing private jokes at my expense on the trip. Okay, I guess I'd rather have you along."
"Well geez, I guess I should be honored you're allowing me to come with you." You remark.
"I didn't mean it like that…I just…look, are you fully prepared for this trip?"
"Of course, I got all my gear and everything. This isn't the first time I've been out of the compound you know. It isn't even my first trip to Emberville."
"Okay, okay, Mom, I get it. You're a wasteland bad ass, let's go."

You and your son get in the armored car and after a quick wave to one of the Morningstars at the gate you're soon on your way. You study Enki for a moment just sort of recognizing how much he looks more like you than his father. His personality is certainly more similar to yours as well.

Enki notices you studying him.

"What?" he questions.
"Nothing son." You say and then pausing to think of what to say to try to lighten up the mood.

"See? This is nice. How often do we get to spend any quality time together like this anymore? You're always locked in your workshop tinkering with gadgets and reading. It does us both some good to get out once in awhile." You say.

Enki just gives you a brief look before turning his attention back to the road. He isn't convinced that leaving the compound is ever a good idea, and you can't really blame him, but you're going to reinforce some life lessons in him today. That is one reason why you came on this trip, another is just so you can get away from Helen gushing about being pregnant for the umpteenth time.

You take a look behind your seat and see the several crates of berries and apples in the storage area.

"Those Emberville mutants sure enjoy their fruit. They'll trade just about anything for it, even medicine. Then I suppose medicine is probably the last thing they need now so it makes sense." You remark.
"Yeah, well I always feel like some of them are going to dispense with the civility one day and just take all our fruit, along with cooking me up as well." Enki remarks.
"Nah…well maybe a few of them, but I think for the most part they know a good ongoing deal."
"I guess. I just hate having to make this run. I'd rather be working on improving our compound."
"Well in a perfect world, you'd be able to just shut yourself away from it and spend all your time reading those books you gather up from the libraries, but if you're going to really make it, you have to deal with people…and mutants, you know what I mean. A little diplomacy isn't a bad thing; it can even turn potential enemies into friends. Trust me I know." You say.
"Diplomacy… is that what we're doing with those trailer park people? I heard Dad's last raid destroyed some of their trailers and killed a lot of them. Not to mention we got all those captives for sacrifice."
"Well, sometimes diplomacy fails, which is why you also have to be prepared for war."
"Surprised you didn't have me help dad instead of doing these runs."
"Oh, I'd never allow that even though your father really wanted you to start going on raids with him."

Enki predictably gets a bit insulted by this remark. It's silly of course because you know it's more of a male ego thing, the reality is Enki wouldn't want to go on raids with his dad either.

"What?!" Enki exclaims.
"Calm down, I don't mean it how it sounds. I just mean I'm not having you risking your life on regular shoot outs with a bunch of hostile rednecks." You say.
"But…driving to miles to a town full of mutants is perfectly safe?"
"No, but despite your paranoia, it's a hell of a lot safer than what your dad and some of your older siblings and cousins are doing. Think about it. Have you actually had any major trouble since you've been doing this? Other than a bunch of mutants trying their best to look scary and intimidate you, have you REALLY had any trouble?"
"Well I had to shoot a few bikers trying to hijack the vehicle once and another time I had to prevent a mutant from stealing a crate of fruit and running off with it." Enki points out.
"Hm, glad to hear that you've been able to handle yourself, but that's still a far cry from what your dad has been dealing with."
"Yeah I get it, I'm not dad."
"No, you're not. You're me and that's a hell of a lot better. Now shut up and listen because this isn't something you can learn in a book."

Enki goes back to watching the road while you talk.

"I never really had a great desire for children, I suppose that was one reason why I suggested the current arrangement I have with your father and your aunt Helen. It's worked out fairly well I think and I know it makes Helen very happy. She gets to be perpetually pregnant and raise children and for the most part I get to avoid it. Well for awhile anyway, see, your father may have a fondness for Helen, but he'll never love her like he loves me…I think even Helen might know that, but she's fine with it. Your father REALLY wanted to have a child with me and eventually after some thought to it, I agreed and here you are."
"So I'm only here because you let dad impregnate you instead of aunt Helen?" Enki asks.
"I told you not to interrupt!" you snap.

You continue.

"Now of course the general assumption was that I'd probably just let Helen take care of you, but I didn't do that. I gave birth to you, and I felt you were MY responsibility. You and I may be Morningstars by name, but we both know that we're not really like the rest of them. Think about all your brothers, sisters and cousins, can you honestly say you feel any connection to any of them? I'm not asking if you like, love or even care for them, but don't you feel disconnected just a little?"
"Well…I suppose sometimes I do." Enki says.
"And that is exactly how I used to feel with my own family a long time ago. I used to hide out from the world as much as possible and I did a good job of it too and then one week…a bunch of shit happened that changed my life forever. Quite frankly if it hadn't been for your father I'm not sure if I would have even survived it, because I was near totally unprepared when the shit hit the fan."

Enki looks over at you a bit more interested in what you have to say now. Good.

"I don't want YOU to ever be that unprepared. Hence why you have to occasionally deal with the outside world no matter how shitty it is. Had I actually been prepared, maybe I could've made some better choices. Don't get me wrong, I think I made the best of a potentially bad situation and I'm happy with your father, and my current life could be a hell of a lot worse, but still sometimes I think: What if?"
"Doesn't Tiamat teach us all that life is chaos and that ultimately our choices don't really matter anyway?" Enki asks.
"Do you really believe in all that stuff?"
"Not really."
"Which is another example of how you stand out from the rest. You're intelligent and you're a potential leader, Enki. You're not like your siblings…or rather your half siblings. Helen can have as many incest babies as she likes, She can have them in the double digits to match their IQ levels and your father can use them in whatever war he likes. Your life however is much more valuable. You're MY son and there is only one of you."

Enki looks at you in not quite disbelief, but something close to it. He knows full well you've always had a major hand in directly raising him and teaching him about this harsh new world, but this is probably the first time you've come close to expressing a close bond with him. Not in a twisted way like so many of the other Morningstars engage in, but in a normal way.

"I love you son and whether you eventually become head of the family or if you decide to just strike out on your own completely and find your own path doesn't matter. Don't get stuck in a rut or allow yourself to feel trapped so you have no options. Ultimately just do what is best for you because that's all you can do in this world." You say.

Enki is visibly overcome a bit with emotion. Some eye watering occurs and in true male fashion he turns his head away so you can't see, which causes you to smile a bit.

"Don't worry son, you can let your guard down in front of me. Just don't let those mutants see you like that." you say.
"Yeah, definitely wouldn't want that to happen. Showing weakness in front of them is probably bad for diplomacy." Enki chuckles and briefly rubs his eyes.

As you and your son continue on your way to Emberville, you talk much more and can see Enki is going to be just fine.

Maybe you made some concessions to get where you are and you even had some fun doing it, but at least your son knows that he doesn't have to compromise and can be a master of his own destiny rather than being a slave to circumstance.

Even Grandma Morningstar would approve of that lesson.