Incest Seduction/Just act normal, she probably won't notice
You're in a minor panic as you hurriedly dish up a plate of your own. Kalli is moments away from shovelling spoonfuls of her daddy's sperm into her mouth and doesn't have a clue. There's such a rush of guilt knowing that all of that cum was just freshly squeezed from your vagina, that it's your fault that her breakfast is now lacquered with a splattering of juicy jizz. And all of that is on top of the "hint of pussy" pancakes that you helped daddy make earlier, which notably have all been served up already.
You stop yourself and breath a long sigh. This is fine. It's totally fine... But is it? Yes! Shut up conscience, it's fine. It's not like you can rip her plate away from her. That would only raise questions. Maybe you could flip it over or knock it off the table, but causing such a scene would almost certainly get you sent to your room. No, it's much safer to just watch and see what happens. Maybe she won't even notice. Maybe she'll eat around the gross bits. There's even an outside chance that she'll like the taste of the semen syrup you poured onto her plate, however unlikely that is.
With sausage, toast, and the last bit of eggs plated, you take a second to wipe the inside edge of your slit with a tea towel. You'd rather not leave a stain when you sit down, but you feel like you'll need to keep everything clenched tight either way.
Tossing the towel down, you scurry over to the table. Some are nearly finished but you can see that Kalli still hasn't eaten much, hardly having started her breakfast when she was sat on the floor next to you, little more than one bite from one piece of toast gone.
Your sister Dawn is parked at one end of the table with mom and Tracy on either side. Dawn is mostly ignoring her half eaten food in favor of her phone. She's just putting her earbuds in but that means she's already all the way checked out. Mom would take issue with that most days, but since Kalli chose to sit next to her fun Auntie your mom's attention is elsewhere. She is already chatting up the nude little 1st grader and being rewarded with a few giggles of amusement.
"...that settles it. Your name is now Princess Spanky!"
"Nooo! It's Kalli!"
"Yup! Lil' spanky-butt Kalli!"
You're about to turn away to sit beside your dad at the opposite end of the table when Zack gets up and offers you his seat next to Tracy and Aidan. He basically insists, with Tracy also encouraging you to visit with her. It definitely felt safer to distance yourself from Kalli, let alone her mom whose husband just finished taking your virginity. But maybe sitting here will help you make sure everything stays as 'normal' as possible. You offer up the biggest smile you can and take your brother's spot at the table.
It's a little awkward at first, sitting here fully nude next to the neighbors. You shift a lot and drape one arm across your chest while watching your mom tease Kalli. But Tracy clearly has something on her mind. She looks in your direction several times before finally placing her hand on your shoulder to capture your full attention. You don't want to give it to her. You'd much rather just smile and nod and not interact with anyone. And while it's a scary moment, sitting here so physically vulnerable, she oddly sounds as vulnerable as you look.
"Kimmy... after talking more with your mom, I just want to say... I'm sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable at all."
"Oh! Um... it's okay."
"No, it's not," Tracy sighs. "It was all a bit shocking at first, but I get it. You're young and just trying to figure everything out and it's not my place to stifle your personal journey of self discovery. You should be able to try whatever you like in the safety of your own home without being judged for it."
Yeah, that sounds like mom alright. "Really?"
"Of course! If anything I should be the last person to judge you. I've had my own struggles in the past, which... maybe I won't get into. But I assure you I want to support you along every step of your journey."
"Wait, what did you see?" you catch mom asking Kalli. Up on her knees, Tracy's little girl cups her hands together and whispers into your mother's ear.
"Your mom also told me," continues Tracy, "that it's been a long time coming; That you've been wanting to do it in front of other people for a while, to prove that you can go all the way."
"Did she?" You're quite distracted watching the pair of whisperers across the table so your annoyance at her continued conversation doesn't quite come through.
"She did. She mentioned how embarrassing it must be for you to have to do it in front of your family and that she wished there was somewhere else you could go. Of course there's not a lot of 'enlightened' places around here to do that sort of thing. And, well.. maybe it's not what you had in mind, but... I want you to come over to visit us. You should be free to be who you are wherever you are."
"We'll just keep that a secret, okay?" mom tells Kalli, rubbing the girl's hip. Kalli nods and giggles, glancing over at you. "Now eat your breakfast." What were they talking about?
"Yeah, sure," you reply to Tracy, doing your best to tune her out.
"That's great! I know it's not very exciting. You'd probably rather go to the mall, but obviously you can't get away with that in this day and age, even if you were older. At least by coming to visit you can get out of the house, y'know, stretch yourself a little, scratch this itch of yours, fill that hole your mom was talking about. I'm sure Richard is okay with it," she rolls her eyes a little. "And clearly the other kids don't mind. Hell, get a couple glasses of wine in me and I might join in too!"
Tracy reaches over with a big smile and squeezes your thigh, making you jump a little. You forgot how touchy she is. You'd hate to find out how much more touchy she'd get while drunk.
"Honestly, your bravery is kind of inspiring. And so young! I haven't always been so... close minded you know. In college, there was this one time in my photography studies course..."
You double your efforts to ignore Tracy's nattering and focus on her daughter Kalli who is struggling to keep some slippery scrambled eggs on her fork. She pinches her fingers and pulls up a goopy glob from her plate with a quizzical look then mashes it with her utensil back into the scrambled mix. This does manage to accomplish something as she then scoops a small morsel into her mouth, and mercifully without much of a reaction. But after she swallows a larger forkful she scrunches up her face.
"My eggs taste funny."
Oh no.
"Kalli, no complaining," her mom quickly cuts in. "They're fine."
"But they do!" she insists.
"Well let's just see." Your mom swoops in with her own fork. "Here. Allow me."
It's impossible to keep your eyes from bulging out of your head as mom smacks her lips. This is how your life ends, you're sure of it; Apocalypse-level punishment, grounded until college, and that's if you're lucky.
It's subtle, but you see her smile change a few seconds after Kalli's eggs hit her taste buds. She pauses, savoring the taste on her palate, then leans over and inspects Kalli's plate more closely. Even across from her you can see a big glob of spunk soaking into Kalli's toast like melting butter, so you can only imagine how much she's managed to mix into her eggs by now. Either way, Mom should be able to clearly see the sorry state that Kalli's breakfast is in.
She glances up at your deer-in-the-headlights expression then at the boys down the table. Zack is still included in this as he returned after grabbing himself another helping of sausage. Obviously Aidan is in the clear here, but the other three are now being glared at by your mom. They're all oblivious of course, boys tend to be. But there weren't many opportunities for any of them to jizz on this girl's plate after she dished up, even if Kalli was the first to do so.
Mom looks back to you. She's slowly putting the pieces together, of that you're certain. Time crawls while your heart races. It's like you're in a slow motion car crash, fully aware it's happening but unable to stop it. You're just about to offer your own plate to Kalli when mom goes in with her fork again.
"Well your eggs are a bit... runny. Sorry about that sweetheart. But let me show you a trick." Your mom plops some slimy egg on top of the soggy spunk bread and lifts it into the air. "There. Now eggs on toast is my favorite, but come, you should try it!"
Mom holds the loaded slice up for Kalli who takes a cautious bite. When she pulls away a thin string of cum stretches from her lips to her toast before slipping away and swinging down onto her chin. The girl chews her cummy toast and shrugs blankly.
"It is an acquired taste," mom notes, stroking Kalli's head, "but if you keep eating it I'm sure you'll learn to love it." Mom hands the slice off then looks up at you and winks as Kalli takes a bigger bite. "I've heard it's good for your skin too."
Tracy cocks her head. "Really? Eggs?"
Maybe she's just trying to not cause a fuss, to keep a young girl quiet, but your mom just loaded cum onto toast to feed to a six year old without batting an eye. There's definitely no fuss anymore, this girl now happy to scoop up mouthfuls of cummy eggs with her toast. Worse, all that spunk got blasted deep inside your pussy mixing with your own sexual juices only minutes ago before it found its way to her plate. Crazier than even that... that's her dad's ropey creampie of cum she just ate. That's twisted. It's sick. It's... kinda making you wet.
What!? What's wrong with you!? Are you really getting off on... revenge? Is that what this is? Allowing this little girl, who has been spanking you every chance she got since she arrived, to eat soggy incestuous spunk toast is certainly one form of retaliation for being so frustrating. So then it's like a weird high of satisfaction? Maybe, but there's way more to it than that. Your clit is so itchy, your nipples are pointy, and your mouth is watering. Granted you're still on edge from earlier so it's possible that anything cum related would get your juices flowing right now, even if you were the unlucky recipient of some soggy toast. But it's also really hot seeing such a young girl sitting at the table without a shred of clothing wiping and licking her unusually shiny lips and chin. You have to admit that there's just something special about a cute little girl unknowingly eating her daddy's cum.
You snap out of your gazing daydream when Tracy touches your back for some annoying reason.
"Huh?" You feel dazed, only now realizing that your fidgeting fingers have been buried deep in your crotch while watching Kalli eat.
"Thank you Tracy! I think that's just the sort of thing she's been looking for! Isn't that right Kimmy?"
Kalli drops her head, bringing her lips to her plate, and starts loudly slurping up the runny remnants of her eggs, a further distraction as a small gush flows inside you. "Oh, um, yeah?"
Tracy squeezes your arm excitedly. "Great! Did you want to come back with us after breakfast then? It was real quiet when we walked over so I think you could get away with it if you're still feeling brave!"
Wait, what? Does Tracy expect you to walk back to their house naked? And what exactly will you do when you get there, just hang out in your birthday suit? What else did you agree to with your distracted head nodding and 'yes'ing? How long would you stay for? What about your bet with your mom? Would she count leaving the house as a loss? Surely this would definitively prove that you're not uptight about your body.
Are you actually ready to agree to this just to prove mom wrong? Or is it to save face with Tracy? Or is it the growing guilt of smothering a little girl's breakfast with her daddy's sex gravy?
This is so confusing, but mom and Tracy are both staring at you. You need to give them an answer.