"So I believe I have your cooperation in my next film?" The boy's father asks the man in the suit.
The man did not respond verbally, but nodded his head as confirmation.
"Haha, excellent. I look forward to seeing you and your kind on my movie set next week," the boy's father says as he stands up to get a bottle of scotch from a wine cabinet in his office.
The two of them start to drink together, but the boy is just too confused about what is happening inside his home. Where was his mother? Who were these people? Why was this happening? Many similar questions surface in the boy's mind, prompting him to go back to the video to see what had transpired in his father's office.
He sees the men with their pixeled-out faces all entering the office while the one sitting in front of his father during the live video feed takes his seat while the rest of the group stands off to the side for a brief moment. That is until the boy's mother walks by the man sitting down and leaving the office. The one in the chair snaps his fingers, which seems to cue the others as they leave the office. The boy switches cameras and finds that his mother moves to her room with the men who just left the office, following behind and entering inside after closing the door. The itch of curiosity springs forth in the boy's mind, prompting him to look at the live camera feed of what was happening in his parents' room. Soon, he succumbs to the urge and clicks on the live camera feed of the single camera in his parents' room. The boy's blood freezes again, but for entirely different reasons.
"HM! Blarg!"
The boy empties the contents of his stomach into a trash can near his desk, where he sat, and the room he was looking into now looked as close to an image of hell as possible. Bloodstained the room in its entirety with the mangled bodies of the men who entered the room skew about the room with their bodies mangled beyond recognition of anything remotely human as their flesh had been torn from their bodies leaving only the muscle and bone visible now on the pieces of their corpses that were visible throughout the room. Nothing was entirely whole about them, as each one was missing something or completely obliterated, with the only testimony to that being their scattered remains in the room.
"Ah~"
A woman's voice rings out in the room, making the boy look to see that his mother was currently on the blood-soaked blankets of the bed, bare naked, with her tits jiggling up and down in a rhythmic tempo as she rode one of the men underneath her. The guy, however, was going to die soon as both his arms had been ripped off and thrown somewhere else throughout the room while he had his dick being ridden on by the boy's mother. Soon enough, as expected, the man expired and died as the boy's mother continues to ride the corpse with a face of pure bliss and ecstasy plastered all over her face as she moves her hips back and forth for a few more seconds before coming to a stop and looking down.
*Pant* *Pant* "You sure were a tough nut to crack~ However, weren't you all told not to leave a woman unsatisfied? Or were you just too horny and brain-dead to think about anything else?" The boy's mother says as she gets off the corpse with the now dead and limp dick coming out of her entrance
She gets off the bed before moving to the center of the room, where a sizable pool of blood has formed as a result of the dead in the room. The boy's mother says nothing as she raises her arm, her palm outstretched, as if she were looking to grab something above her. Soon, though, something happens as the previously dead and flaccid member of the man on the bed suddenly becomes active. It is not just the one on the bed but the rest of the corpses that had their lower halves attached with their members suddenly became erect before, in unison, all of them ejaculate with the sperm seemingly defying the laws of gravity and instead move up towards the open palm of the boy's mother. That is not all, as all the blood in the room begins to follow the trail of sperm and join it to create a sphere of liquid in her open palm. As the liquids leave the bodies, they shrivel and mummify before turning completely into dust, leaving no trace of what had transpired in the room.
The boy's mother brought down her arm, and the blood and sperm had transformed it into a light pink sphere, which rested in her palm, the size of an adult human head. Shortly and abruptly after that, the sphere shrinks as if compressed by something to the size of a candy, which the boy's mother throws straight into her mouth and swallows it whole.
"Ah~ What pure bliss~ While they can't compare to him, their newborn souls can cover for it... if only a little," She says as she moans slightly before moving back to the bed, where she spreads her legs and begins to finger herself. Quickly, the sound of moaning fills the room once more
The boy, breaking from his shock, goes back to the camera in the living room and soon stares blankly at the screen in front of him while all sorts of questions run about his head as he tries to process what is happening. Why was this happening? Who were these people? How long has this been going on? What was happening until now? Many similar questions ran through his head, threatening to break his mind. All this information threatened his rationality to make him go and do something he would regret; however, he slowly won the battle until he could finally act accordingly. He decides to copy over the footage he had seen and the other footage of what had happened while he was at school, so he could look at it later to get more answers and find something relevant to what was happening.
As he finishes the transfer, though, he soon sees movement on the living room camera, making him focus on that to see that his two still naked sisters were being dragged along the floor towards his room. Panic ensues as the boy shuts off his computer and hides his school items as best as possible. Still, before he can hide in his closet, his door opens, forcing him to dive underneath his bed, hoping he would not be found by whatever was dragging his sisters in there.
"So... this is the little twerp's room, is it?" A low yet hoarse voice rings out as the door to the boy's room is opened.
"I am surprised you two have never gone here to please me. It seems that your failure of a man, the one you claim as father, was able to finally push through to you two to desecrate this supposed holy place for you two," the voice says as some dragging is heard heading to the bed.
It stops momentarily until weight is placed upon the bed, presumably the sister's bodies, to continue the activities the boy had witnessed on the camera before.
"Still, though, I never understood why your parents had that foolish request of not making you both pregnant. I can understand some of our people give birth to ugly offspring, but oh well, at least I am glad that I destroyed your uteri so that I could completely enjoy those bodies of yours to the fullest! AHAHA IMAGINE IF YOUR PARENTS EVEN FOUND OUT AHAHA, OH THE LOOKS ON THEIR FACES WOULD BE PRICELESS! AHAHAHA aha ah aaahhh... Still, though, what could they do against me? A mortal and a half-breed whore? Don't make me laugh at the thought."
The hoarse voice was mainly talking to itself as the boy's sisters were already moaning quite loudly in pleasure from whoever this person was as he was going at it again while doing the boy's sisters. The boy in question was trying his best not to move too much while hiding underneath and trying to control his breathing so as not to make too much noise, as it felt like his chest was about to explode out of his chest, and his breathing sounded like a turbojet going off to him. He was forced to endure while his sisters were getting banged above him in his room and on his bed. This was the worst day of his life, and that was saying a lot since the looks in his parents' eyes made him feel that his being born was the worst day in his life, but right now it was completely dwarfed by this. The two only people in this world that showed him kindness, love, and affection had seemed to betray him for some stranger that he had never met along with the rest of the events and things that he had seen just today was too much for him that his mind overloaded from everything causing him to go unconscious while his sisters were staining his bed in their juices with this person doing it with them.
...
Later that evening.
The boy had woken up underneath his bed, slowly listening to his surroundings while trying to get in touch with what was happening now, as he had no idea how long he had been out. Not hearing anything anymore and not smelling the same fishy smell as before, the boy deems it safe to come out from underneath his bed. Looking around, he sees that everything looks the same as before, as if nothing happened, and the boy did honestly wish that what he had just witnessed was just a terrible dream or nightmare that he conjured up, but came to the conclusion that it was real. Just then, the boy's vision blurred, confusing him incredibly, as he had never cried before, except as a child, but now, through the tears, they began to fall from the boy's face slowly at first until they came down like a torrent falling onto the floor below.
Eventually, the boy fell to his knees and bawled silently in the middle of his room. That was until someone opened his room door. The boy stood up and turned around, trying to prevent himself from crying anymore. Tears would not solve anything, but his mind could, as that was his greatest weapon for figuring things out.
"Maddox! Are you alright?!" The voice of his youngest sister, which would help brighten his day, seemed to do nothing as all he could see now that he looked at was the faces and things she had done not too long ago, as she rushed over to him as she entered the room.
"I am fine, Elisa," Maddox says as he moves away from his sister. He is still mentally broken after what he has seen.
"You are not okay; I can see that! When we got home from school today and saw that you were not back yet, we were both scared out of our minds!" Elisa says.
"Oh, you were scared after getting home from school?" Maddox asks, not really focused on the conversation.
"Of course I was. Where else would we be then? Here at home? You are usually here before us, which made me think that something is wrong with you, so tell me what happened!!" Elisa yells at Maddox with a tone of concern and care.
However, Maddox does not respond as he is just dumbfounded at what he hears and what is happening. He had learned that when someone is lying, everyone gives off some subconscious tell of a lie to show that they are, which was how he came to find that his parents lied to him, and often at that. However, while he was young, he had developed an eye to see these signs in people. Still, his sister gave off no signs of lying, not even the slightest hint, and he, having already witnessed what had happened earlier that day, was at a loss for what was happening within his own home.