Incest Seduction/You really shouldn't leave. You're in enough trouble already.
Are the neighbors really going to see you like this? You can hardly believe that could even happen. You wait second after second, your stomach rising up your throat expecting mom to shoo you out of the kitchen at any moment, or for dad to hand you your robe. But no one seems the teeniest bit concerned.
You could just run. There's still time. But the last thing you want to do is cause a scene, and you also don't want to give mom the satisfaction of winning. So you steel yourself, abs and glutes tightening, eyes closing, readying for this to happen.
Daddy takes one last long suck of your nipple, releasing it with a smack. He drops down into a squat for a better look at your batter coated pelvis just as you hear footsteps move into the kitchen.
"Morning."
Your eyes shoot open. It's not the neighbors.
"Hi baby! Doing some laundry?"
"Yep." Your brother casually strolls forward with a large bag, barely glancing into the kitchen. But suddenly he stops, forced to do a double take. His eyes quickly affix themselves on you, traversing your nude submissive form, your body opened up and leaning back against the counter.
"Um... what's with Kim?"
"What's with Kim?" daddy parrots, taking a moment. He doesn't look away from your crotch though, carefully attending to your vulva with his spatula. "Let's just say she had a bit of an accident. Now we're trying to salvage my pancake batter."
Zack takes in the scene before him. Your robe is hung carefully from the cupboard. Mom has started up the stove, handling dad's sausage. Dad has his signature pancakes in hand. You are the only element that is truly out of place. That might be the understatment of the year, you being the naked girl with wispy streaks of pancake batter covering the length of your torso. But considering the relative normalcy it looks like Zack is willing to accept dad's very incomplete explanation.
A grin on his face, your brother walks toward you. You gasp a little, but all thanks to dad. He has planted his thumb and forefinger on either side of your slit. His hefty digits spread you open, releasing a small amount of batter stuck between your sensitive folds. He then pinches your lips together, squirting a few additional drops of arousal into the bowl below you.
"This looks like one heck of an accident Kimmy."
Your brother is standing next to you, trying too hard to not look down at your small chest and excited nipples. Your eyes flutter rapidly as you try to hold back all the pent up emotion and arousal contained within you.
"I... I know."
You're sure you look just how you feel, pathetic and defeated. Your brother strokes your hair before kissing your temple comfortingly.