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The smell of pancakes wafted into every room of the house that morning in S. Backdoor Rd No. 19. Jeanne, or "Jane" breathed a sigh of relief after she had slid them onto the different plates on the table. Markus, or rather, "Mac" hadn't come downstairs yet, "Andrew" had stayed behind in their bed and the new girl, Alice, was up and writing out some paperwork. Jane had some time to herself. For the moment, she sat down and leaned back, her mind going back to the events of the previous night--about Andrew and their sleeping situation. Now that she was a "mother" though (was it the suit itself? Did it steer her to think this way? Jeanne didn't know), she felt quite happy in her nurturing role. Whereas before it was babysitting Andrea...now that she was "Andrew" it felt a lot more natural. Her emotional development was on the level of a horny teenager indeed. Sometimes the redhead could be counted upon, but her near-permanent arousal and her independance streak (read: suiting up as something powerful and then begging Markus to fuck her hard) usually caused problems. Jeanne had gotten used to her God-tier milf suit, watching as her breasts sagged down on her chest. Her ass felt comfortable on the wooden chair, proving once again that her proportions were comically thick. A mere whiff of Jane's pancakes awoke Mac from his slumber. He had been sleeping soundly until that point, and upon awakening he spotted...and felt--a large bulge underneath his covers. He lifted it up and saw his son Andrew sucking him off. "How long have you been doing that for?" Andrew spat out his father's meat and smiled. "About an hour...dad, but now that you're awake I can move on to the good stuff." "Your mother is making pancakes." Mac watched Andrew sit up, his cock dripping with cum. "And I need to--" Andrew turned around and pressed his boypussy against his father's cock, soon impaling himself upon the shaft. "GAH! You're so tight. Damn it that's good!" "Don't worry dad, let me take all your worries away." He used one hand for support as he rode his father's fat cock while he used the other to masturbate. At this point, Alice walked in the room, still dressed in her light green pajamas. "A great way to start the morning." Without a whiff of hesitation the blonde teenager let her clothes fall to the floor. Her flawless, young adult form was only marred by her small B cup breast size in her own eyes. She motioned Andrew to spread his legs wide as he continued to ride his father. Alice leaned forward, her blonde hair falling in her face as she immediately began giving her brother a blowjob. "Oh...oh God, you two are such sluts!" "That's just how you raised us, dad. By the way, can I get some breast enlargement surgery, daddy?" "Not to a ridiculous size." "D." "D is good." "Dick is good dad, I couldn't...I can't..." With a girlish scream Andrew came in his sister's mouth, the two-way stimulation far too intensive for him (with little mention how he had been sucking off his sleeping dad for an hour straight) as he began depositing his load inside his sister. His anus tightened so intensely that it also sent his father over the edge with him. The three of them were one together in absolute bliss. Andrew loved nothing more than the feeling of his ass being filled up by his Mac. His sister being the one to suck off and drain his cock was a very nice bonus too. As the high faded, Alice let go of her brother's erection. "Is it normal for you to start the day with a sex session?" "Sometimes." Mac admitted as Andrew refused to remove himself from his cock. Mac pushed Andrew to the side, the latter now easily slipping from Mac's cock with a comical "schlorp!" sound. "Breakfast is ready!" Jane yelled, hoping her family would be there. "Alright you two, clean yourself up and get dressed. We do not mix sex and food...no matter how much Andrew would like to." "You know you love my cooking." "You can't call adding semen to every recipe 'cooking', dear. Now get dressed." Just to tease his son, Mac grabbed Andrew's cock and pulled it to yank the teenager upright. Alice stepped into her pajamas again, but Mac objected. "Get dressed. Properly. Underlayer too. Go." As Andrew sauntered off to his room, Mac groped one of his asscheeks. Andrew let out an aroused yelp while Mac laughed. "Are we...doing a..." "No. I just like groping your cute ass sometimes." "Thanks." With that, Andrew left the room as hard as ever. Mac got dressed in a casual outfit. It was Sunday, after all. A simple white t-shirt and some jeans would do. Not skinny ones though, that just wouldn't look right. As he headed downstairs, his son and daughter flanked him when he reached the dinner table. Andrew's hair was as messy and unkempt as ever while Alice wore a t-shirt of some girl band she'd heard of named the Kitty Kissers. Probably a popular band for girls her age...or the age she pretended to be. The three of them sat down at the table. "Good morning. Did the three of you have fun?" Jane asked in her own non-judgemental way as she laid out the pancakes on the table. "Yeah. It was great." Andrew beamed genuinely before scrounging himself a few pancakes and dousing them in maple syrup. Alice glanced at her fake brother before shrugging and getting some breakfast herself. "Thanks Mom." "You're welcome. Since I'm wearing the mom suit...I might as well be one." Mac and Jane shared a quick kiss. The family meal was cordial, and for a quick moment, Jane had forgotten that this was all a delusion for their own entertainment. Andrew had mostly finished his pancakes when his fork suddenly slipped over the edge. "Oh, I'll go pick that up." He reached down underneath the table and out of sight. Jane and Alice glanced at each other for a moment when Andrew didn't rise up again. Mac frowned before going slack-jawed and exhaling loudly. "Ah. There's your brother. Ever the...enthusiast." Jane smiled at Alice, who looked her mother in the eye. "Are you asking me to..." Jane was taken aback, though Alice spotted one hand of hers slipping underneath the table. "Well, I haven't quite finished breakfast but..." "Oops." Alice tossed her fork behind her and slipped underneath the breakfast table. She slid next to her brother yet focused in between her mother's legs. On cue, Jane's labial lips parted and a very aroused, wet penis emerged from within, fully erect. The easy in-and-out sex attitude of the Creneth/Habsburg family felt more familiar to Alice now. They could go from normal to incest sex underneath a table and back to normal without much of a problem. She glanced at Andrew, whom gave the blowjob of a lifetime to his father. She licked her mother's cock, gently beginning to nibble on the tip before giving a good performance herself, deepthroating the monster without much effort. That was the advantage of these skinsuits. They always stretched when necessary. Above the table, Jane and Mac had an involuntary giggle fest. "I guess she's adapting quickly. How is she doing, dear?" "She...eh, nnngh, she's going all the way. It feels amazing! Good job, Alice." Mac seemed unfazed by this affair after the first surprise, while Jane fidgeted around. Sometimes when he wasn't that much in the mood, he'd just let her work down below. Jeanne clearly hadn't built up such a resistance since she gripped the edge of the dinner table with trembling arms. Mac glanced and smiled as one hand of his reached underneath the kitchen table to gently touch Andrew's hair. The young adult relentlessly continued to milk him. "What would life be without you..." He spoke in an absentminded tone, which wasn't half as bad as his wife, still dressed in an apron. She panted and breathed heavily in response to the deepthroating her daughter gave her. "I figured that you would be more used to such things by now, Jane." "W-well, I mean, you know..." "Well, after we're done here, I want you three heading out." Mac raised his voice. "Get some decorations for your rooms and the house, and yes Andrew. That includes porn posters. You're an 18-year old with an immense sex drive after all." He smiled in response to his son increasing his pace. A sign of approval. Olivia glanced at Andrew servicing his father and they locked eyes. They didn't even need to say it. They both increased their pace and began the race for who could get their parents off first. Even Mac was off his game with this level of intensity from Andrew. It nearly took the wind out of him as his moans and panting increased, which Olivia picked up on. Consequently she used both her hands to pull Jane forward, exposing her anus. She immediately began fisting it, hard. Jane could do nothing but yelp as the intense and sudden insertion made her deposit her load in Olivia/Alice's throat. She glanced at Andrew, who gave her a pissy look up until when his dad did the same. Then he had to focus on the absolute stream of cum that sloshed in his mouth. Both of the young adults took in load after load while the parents held hands and enjoyed themselves. As it slowly started to subside, Jane pulled out and winked at her son. "She beat you." "Ugh," Andrew grumbled. "Not next time." "Ey!" Mac spoke up. "We are not making sex into a stupid race. Let's enjoy ourselves, not rush through it. Clean me up and then get up from under there, Andrew. You three are going out." Moments later the both of them emerged from underneath the kitchen table. "One more thing, Andrew. No public masturbation. At all. Keep it in your pants till you get home." He licked some of his father's cum from his face with a smile. "Yes Dad. Do you really think I'd get myself in trouble?" "Yes." The two parents spoke in unison, which served to deflate some of Andrew's confidence. "Whatever." "Clean yourselves up and be on your way." The rest of the day was spent with more setting up and organizing. Jane, Andrew and Alice went off to buy more decorations to liven up the house (of which Andrew bought all sorts of posters of naked men and women to drape on his walls) while mother and daughter bought a few plants. During his alone time, Mac enjoyed some silence in the garden. He laid down on his lawn chair with his cocktail and the sun's full might shining upon him. Then he heard his doorbell ring. Mac put his fancy cocktail aside and stood, circling around the house. A brunette with a warm smile stood in front of their door. Markus recognized her instantly, but he didn't let his surprise shine through. Mac couldn't help but glance at Athena Morenov's breasts for a millisecond. "Hello?" "Hey there! I'm Athena Morenov! I'm right across the street from you, Number 25 in fact.." "Pleasure to meet you." She didn't change a bit; something about small- town life Mac could appreciate. 'Mac Hadsburg. The rest of the family is out, but what can I do for you?" "Well, you're new in the neighborhood, and I'm sort of the messenger around here. The neighborhood is throwing a BBQ tonight at the Johnson's. Almost everybody's gonna be there! He's making some honey-soaked ribs tonight as a special!" "Oh...that's great. Yes, we'll be there." "6 o'clock sharp." "Mmhm, gotcha!" "See you then." The two shook hands, and Mac's wide smile expressed his surprise. "Look at me now...professional father." He stroked his moustache and patted his fake beer belly. "I could get used to this...maybe." About an hour later, the three women--no, Markus had to correct himself-- his wife, daughter, and son returned carrying a bunch of materials. Andrew wore a smug smile with what he had bought, embracing a large roll of posters. "That's the first time I visited a sex shop...and the first time I did so with my mother present." Alice merely shrugged when she carried her new belongings out, providing a strong contrast to her "brother". "Mmhm, I got me some nice poster material, 'Dad.'" He said the last part with extra emphasis as he glanced at his father's crotch bulge. "Start hanging it up then. Did you buy some posters too, Alice?" "Yeah, I got a few boybands." "What else did you buy?" Alice spoke, "I got myself some pink bed sheets, flowers, you know. General girly stuff." "I take it Olivia was never a girly girl." "Not really...but I have a role to play, Dad, and I'll commit to it too!" Alice hauled her own stuff to her room as well, mainly a few boxes stuffed with pink items. He also spotted some pink, heart-shaped pillows as well. "What did you buy, dear?" "Some decorative plants. A bunch of groceries. Oh, I checked and we didn't have any duct tape so I bought a bunch too. "Looking ahead, eh?" "Someone has to be the mom, and it's not like Andrea would ever make a good one." "Hold on." He gently put his hand on her cheek. "Are you saying you resent being the mom?" "...not entirely. I'm just saying I don't know how Olivia would actually perform as a mom, and Andrea...enough said. I'm the mom by default." "Yeah...I was never not going to be the dad either. It just works." "I guess. Come on then, husband, help me drag this stuff inside then." "Oh, and we're going to a BBQ tonight." "From who?" Jane glared at her husband, with Markus now remembering the main dynamic of family life: Every plan goes through the wife. "Athena. Remember her? It's the neighborhood BBQ so we could meet everyone. When it's over, we do whatever you'd like. Would you like that, dear?" "Very much, Markus--Mac! Mac!" He kissed her on the cheek as he began helping her unload the car. Later in the day, a private delivery came to the house via a strangely attractive woman. "Thank you Kathy, Alice will be happy to have them." "No problem, sir." "Alice, your new boobs are here!" Andrew arrived at the door where the brown package was first, brazenly nabbing it and slipping into the bathroom, where he locked the door behind him. "Andrew! Andrew! Hey! You can't just..." By the time Alice had arrived, Andrew had already come out. He was still the same handsome eighteen-year old twink with his toned body and spiky blonde hair. His cock hard as ever...except now he had D cup breasts as well. Andrew leaned over and pressed them against Mac, the latter finding it difficult to not get aroused. "Give me those!" Alice tried to grasp for Andrew's breasts but he swatted her away. "First we fuck, dad! Then I'll give them to her." "Hey, it's her breasts." Mac groped Andrew, who squeed in joy before he pulled the breasts off of him. Mac then handed them to Alice, who fitted them on with a schlorp!. "Ah, man I was just getting used to those." "Guys don't have boobs, Andrew. You should've been the daughter instead." Alice smirked as she groped her new, improved breasts and showed them off to her brother. "Whatever..." Andrew grumbled as he feigned walking away, circling around Alice. He put his hand on the back of her neck and willed the zipper to appear, now pulling it down. "Andrew, what are you--" With a quick movement, Andrew stepped into the lower half of Alice impaling Olivia's ass with his erection, sneaking his hands into Alice's arms, and finally fitting his head behind Olivia's. A moment later, they closed up the zipper and Alice reformed into her former self. "Andrew, I said no skinsuits!" "Yeah, you did, but I miss my boobs...so hers will do." "Where's Olivia?" "She knows her place...and she's just as horny as I am, Dad." Andrew was well aware that sharing a mind with him/Andrea felt like an eternal aphrodisiac. "Now let's fuck!" Alice grinded against her father, who pulled down his zipper. "Fine, but afterwards you're going back to Andrew and you won't pull this crap again." "I promise...Daddy." Alice got on her knees, took Mac's cock and started giving Mac a blowjob, which made clear that Alice was, in fact, mostly Andrew now since it was his wife's rhythm that pleasured him so intensely. "What's going on here?" Jane came downstairs and looked at Alice deepthroating Mac in the hallway. "I thought that would be Andrew doing you in a random location rather then Alice." She stated matter-of-factly. "Andrew stepped into Alice...and I reckon Olivia is just along for the ride." "Really now? I thought you said we should stay in our roles...and yet you let him fuse with his sister." "Stop teasing me, you know it's hard to say no when Andrea does something incredibly hot." Jane just shook her head and sighed. Alice pulled out, using Mac's cock to slap herself and get some pre-cum across her face. "Thanks for the compliment, Dad." "Well if we're going to be doing this in the hallway, I'm in." Jane began to finger herself, stepping out of her yellow dress and revealing her full, curvy form. Her fingers traveled deeper and deeper until with one pull, her massive cock popped out. While Alice was back at work to suck off her dad, Jane reached around her daughter to slide one hand into her dripping vagina. Alice moaned and laughed as she felt Jane's monster erection press against her ass before being caught off guard as her mother pulled out Andrew's cock from in between Alice's folds. "Well I'll be, it really is Andrew inside." "Who else, mom?" Jane started to jerk off her daughter while penetrating her from behind. Alice moaned, but the cock ramming itself down her throat muffled most of the noise. A smile formed on her face as she began playing with her large breasts. Jane grabbed Alice by the shoulder, impaling her daughter fully on her cock while the other hand relentlessly masturbated her daughter's own incongruous dick. Jane's own monster wasn't that noticeable considering the entire shaft pumped itself inside her daughter. Alice reached her sensation-filled heaven and massive waves of intense arousal surrounded Olivia that kept her from thinking straight at all. Andrea overpowered her mind by lust alone. A few minutes of brainlessly thrusting made both parents unleash their full load, filling Alice up from both sides until she looked bloated. When the two cocks retracted, Alice toppled over, coughing up cum in absolute bliss. She looked up at her two parents, now tucking away their cocks. "You had your fun, now leave your sister be, Andrew." "Yeah, dad." Alice scraped some cum off her face before pushing Andrew's cock back inside herself. She reached behind her head and lowered the zipper, her body suddenly turning fat. Andrew stepped out of Alice, who was absolutely coated in cum as the two parents were already dressing up. "Alright, now both of you should get a shower. Andrew, you go first." "Gotcha." As he walked away he grasped his cock again, thinking back to how hot all of that was just moments ago. "Are you okay Olivia?" Jane put one hand on her daughter's cheek with sincere concern. "Fuck me, that was intense and...and so, so hot." "That's Andrew for you. Even Markus can barely handle sharing a mind with her." "Pshh, she bows to me." "Really now?" Mac raised his voice as Andrew walked upstairs to the bathroom, leaving behind him a path of cum. "HEY ANDREW, BOW!" Andrew looked back before going into a fancy bow, always making sure to keep one hand on his cock. "Told ya. He is on the wild side, but he does listen to direct orders. He won't do that again, I tell you." "He listens when he wants to." Jane complained. Mark ignored her and turned to Olivia. "When he's done, you should get a shower yourself. Don't let him talk you into doing something naughty in the shower. Focus on getting clean." "Alright, dad." Alice got up and left the room. "Let's clean up this mess." Jane stepped into the supply closet and handed her husband a mop. "After all, we wouldn't want to be known as the incest family on the block." They shared a wholesome laugh as the couple cleaned up. That evening... "Alright, Andrew, Alice, Jane. Let's just mingle and behave." He glared at Andrew, who shrugged. "You keep thinking I can't stop masturbating all the time." He butted back while touching his crotch bulge. "I've done this before for all those high-end boring meetings and parties of yours. All I gotta do is be regal and stuff." "You're pretending to be an 18-year old. You can pretty much be yourself MINUS the masturbating. Don't end up having sex with anyone either, Andrew." "Alright, dad." He played with his blonde hair like Andrea would when she was bored. Under his breath, he muttered "Can't wait till this is over." The family split up once they hit the barbeque proper. And thus, so shall the narrative. Mac hit up the trio of dads surrounding the grill. Occasionally he glanced around, checking for Andrew, who was mostly on his phone (probably reading porn stories) and enjoying the food. Nothing that stood out. Alice looked to be in a conversation with the only girl that was her age. Jane seemed to have a good talk with several of the women. All was good. "Keeping an eye on your wife and kids, eh?" Nathaniel Johnson quipped. 'Yeah. This is great, and the ribs were lovely, but sometimes I can't help but make sure they're alright." Mac put his plate down and relaxed. "So, did you meet Harold yet?" Mac turned and saw a man in his 50's with a permanent blue baseball cap on his head (likely to cover up his bald spot). His thin and slender build looked to be a contrast to his stubbled, fat face. Sunglasses covered his eyes and he wore an informal mechanic's outfit, almost as if he had just gotten off work and hadn't had time to change.. "Nah, nah. I haven't," Mac said. "Alright, so the thing about Harold is that he's a pretty good guy, but he's deep into conspiracy theories about rich people." "Conspiracy theories? Rich people?" Mac chuckled. Oh boy, if this Harold guy knew the truth...of course, his mind flashed to the last guy who found out... "Yeah. Just...let him do his thing. I tell you, he's a good fellow, just a bit odd--Oh! Over there," He pointed to another father present, a rotund man in a white shirt. Mac noticed that this man styled his ginger into that of a combover (hopefully on accident). That's Jerry." "What's the deal with Jerry?" Mac quipped. "He works for Creneth Real Estate Management." "Creneth..." Markus focused on the man, scrutinized him, and vaguely recognized him as one of the many many people working on his own, scratch that, his father's company. "Oh wow, that super rich dude, right?" "Yep." Mac allowed himself a smug smile, knowing full well what none of the others here truly realized (bar his family). Jerry and Harold had wrapped up their conversation and joined the two of them. "Welcome to the neighbourhood, Mac!" Jerry shook his hand enthusiastically while Harold did the same, but with noticeably less enthusiasm. Harold seemed to be judging him. "So Mac, what do you do for a living?" "Oh, I work in real estate management." "Ah, that's great! As do I!" "Yeah I think we're distant colleagues. I work for Frederick Creneth as well." Technically speaking, Markus wasn't lying. "So you're selling your soul to those rich illuminati shapeshifters, just like Jerry." Harold sputtered. Jerry grumbled back. "Harold, don't start that up again. It's a living, man, just trying to make a living." Mac interrupted, "Have you ever met these 'illuminati shapeshifters'?" Harold started to speak, but Jerry cut him off. "I met the son once or twice at a company conference. Mark, I think his name is. Not much about him, kind of a regular guy, in a good way." "How so?" "Well you'd think the son of a billionaire would be a spoiled brat for certain." Markus thought back to his early youth, where Dad rammed the idea of how being spoiled can make you a weak and terrible person. He didn't get much freedom or wealth until he had proved himself as both a good person and a good employee. Then again, Markus' workaholic tendencies ended up with late nights, and a reliable source of income for the regional escort industry...until he met her. Mac immediately perked up, checking for Andrew, now leaning in the corner of the party corner on his phone. He ate a hotdog in a stupidly sexual fashion while making eyes at Mac. He rolled his eyes and turned back to the conversation. "Harold, what about these shapeshifting illuminati? How do they like, change forms?" "It's simple. Holographic Image Projectors. Localized. Invisible, always flying over their heads. Hold on..." From the few facial muscles visible to Mac, he could make out that Harold was narrowing his eyes. "Didn't you move in at number 19? That place is haunted, I tell you!" "Haunted? What?" "A year or so ago some pregnant lady moved in there. One night, I was out doing neighbourhood watch stuff when I spotted this purple octopus!" Jerry and Nathaniel both sighed, indicating that they had heard this story before. "It looked right at me, then suddenly turned around and disappeared into the cat flap that the house had. And the lady that lived there...she left a week later, falling off the face of the earth. I tried lookin' for her, but nope! Just gone. Like she never even existed." "Ah...ahh. Mmhm. I see. I gotta go talk to my son, try to get him to engage a bit more." Hastily Mac made his way to Andrew who looked up from his phone. "Ah, you finally picked up on it." "Come with me." Mac dragged Andrew behind a corner. "One of the dads here is a conspiracy theorist. Last time we were here he saw your tentacle form...so be on your guard. Don't draw any attention, am I clear?"" "Yes dear." "Dad" "Yes dear dad." Mac glanced down at Andrew's bulge. He was obviously rock hard. "Head to the toilet and relieve yourself. Otherwise, keep it in your pants and try to talk to some people, meet them. There's a few boys your age, they'd like talking about sex or masturbation or girls." Andrew perked up as he snuck off for a quick solo session in the toilet. "All right, lads where did we leave off?" "Your house is haunted, Mac. I suggest you leave before it gets to you, like it did to her." "Nah, I'll be alright. Thanks for the heads up, I'll be sure to watch for illuminati tentacles in my house." "I know what I saw, and I know it's real. Ignore it at your own peril." Harold picked another hamburger off the BBQ, doused it in ketchup and walked away. "He's really odd...but I do think that he means well. And if I find any illuminati tentacles hiding around your house, I'll be sure to warn you guys as well." The three men shared a laugh. ------------------------------------------- Alice was surprised not to see anyone of her age and gender around. There were only three families, and a few boys around Andrew's age discussing sex with him. Then, she checked in the house and saw someone sitting upstairs, obviously hunched over something. She approached the host and asked him. "So, who's the one upstairs when we're all down here enjoying ourselves?" "That's my daughter Nori, she's gotta wrap up her chemistry homework before she's allowed to get here. She's been slacking off for a week now, so I had to give her incentive to get to work." "Ah...chemistry, eh? Oh I'll help her out." Alice picked up a hamburger, shoved it on a plate and headed inside. "Hello!" Alice knocked on the door. "Saw you up here, thought I'd bring you a hamburger. I'm Alice, Alice von Hadsburg." "Nori Johnson." Nori was quite tall, up to 195cm, dressed in a push up bra and a dark-red dress that showed off her C cup breasts' cleavage. Her hair was strawberry blonde, stretching far past her shoulders. Her face looked equally stretched out, but her smile was warm. She wore mild makeup, those that covered blemishes only. "I heard you had some problems with your chemistry homework." Alice approached and put down the hamburger, watching Nori eat. "Mmhm, chemistry is a bitch. I can't wait to drop the subject later down the road. The moment I can, it's gone." Alice leaned over and started doing the (relatively) basic equations and such within a few minutes while Nori looked on in surprise. "There. All done." "Are you sure?" Nori looked over, checking a few answers but it all seemed to work out perfectly. "Damn. You're really good at this!" "You don't know half of it." Alice winked. "but if you want, I could explain my way of thinking and how to make this work so you could do it yourself next time." "That sounds great, how the hell did you do equation five?" The two of them didn't rejoin the party that evening until the von Hadsburgs made Alice leave. Satisfied with the evening, Mac, Jane, Alice and Andrew headed home. "So, how was the party. I take it you and Nori got along well?" "We fucked." Mac's jaw dropped while Andrew guffawed. "I...I told you..." "You told Andrew. You didn't say anything like that to me, dad." "Well, no, but you can't just do something like that, that's going to pull a lot of attention towards us." "Relax. It's a one-time thing. We're just friends." Alice lied to her father. It had been a ton of fun, and she wasn't going to give it up. Besides...She was just having sex with someone in the neighborhood, not like she was revealing the nature of the family to them. "It better be, Olivia. We need to keep it in the family." "Speaking of which..." Andrew got close to his father and looked up. "Yes, yes, when we're home. How was your evening?" "Oh, I hooked up with a bunch of guys.They invited me over to play a game with them, Dragons in Dungeons or something tomorrow afternoon. Hope it involves a lot of sex." Jane glanced at Mac, who shrugged. "No. It's about using your imagination and such to go on an adventure." "An adventure with sex?" "No. What about you, Jane?" "Well, I got invited over to a tea party with the rest of the ladies. They're nice but they're a bit...pushy, I'd suppose." "So they're Karens?" Alice interjected with her slang. "No, I don't think so. I'll see how it goes, they've got a tea party and a book club so I thought 'why not live the housewife experience while I'm here?'." "Sounds nice, dear." Mac kissed his wife gently as his son glared at him in jealousy. Mac looked around. 'Yes, yes, I'll get around to you." The four of them continued to discuss the matters of the BBQ and the contacts they've made, none of them noticing the figure that listened in from a distance, following the family home until they disappeared inside. He left without anyone the wiser, back to his small house on the edge of town; house number 37.