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Chronivac Version 4.0

Who needs to party when you have books?

added by Merger 5 years ago O

The party probably could have been attended by Haley’s favourite author, Roland Pegson, and she still wouldn’t have gone. The thought of lots of people, loud music, and the slowly deteriorating minds of her classmates were about as appealing as root canals to her. Instead she just shut her locker silently,walked home with her books collected for studying, and her entire evening free. She walked in the front door, politely took her shoes off while Zossie walked into the kitchen behind her with loud music blaring in her headphones and a steady rock back and forth of her head.

Haley had a completely delightful evening after that. She studied hard and efficiently for a few hours before launching in feverish daydreaming as she read through her novel. Her mind was completely lost in the book and didn’t emerge until she finished the final chapter and blinked with a sudden start. Because of her lack of novel she walked to the library after dinner and checked out half a dozen more with a daydreamy look on her face and a cute smile that had long ago been corrected by braces. She then returned home and spent a quiet evening wrapped in a blanket, comfortable Panama pants, and a sweater.

Hot tea billowed into the air as rain splattered against the windows in sheets and lightening flashed while thunder boomed. She just felt perfectly at home while she swung her legs back and forth with the only sound emitting from her being the sudden turn of pages. She probably could have kept going all night if a flash of lightning hadn’t illuminated the sky and blown the power out while the boom of thunder filled the air.

Haley was immediately thrust into social interaction by this. Very suddenly she was in the hallway with Zossie while her mother shouted directions down the stairs for her father about where the breaker was. The crash of her dad stumbling over laundry baskets was loud and her mom turned to them both with a hidden expression. She sent Zossie to the attic and Haley to Izzy’s old room to look for candles.

Haley marched through the house until she got to the quiet door her sister had once hidden behind. Izzy has been a girl living in Candice’s shadow her entire life until she got a great art scholarship and moved out to go study at an arts school. It wasn’t even remotely as impressive as Candice’s Chemical engineering degree but it had its own perks and Izzy at least seemed happy with it. However her room had been taken over by random objects Mom didn’t want to keep in the attic. Boxes of old clothes and a sewing machine sat around a sparsely used treadmill while Izzy’s own boxes poured from the closet mixed with random boxes mom had stowed down there.

Haley legitimately could not tell which boxes were her moms and which were her sisters but she quickly found the candles stowed in one. They smelled like medleys of vague names and had a variety of textures. However the box had been spilled so while Haley dug around for the candles she unknowingly picked up a few personal belongings of one of her sisters. She scurried from the room and entered the living room with the candles. By this point the entire family was in there and as Haley’s mom went to light the first candle a glow filled the room and Zossie immediately started laughing. Haley looked down and dropped everting in surprise and revulsion. Mixed in with the candles were a variety of sex toys. Plastic penises of varying colours and shapes that had definitely been shoved into some pretty lude places.

“Horny are we,” Zossie giggled before being glared at by both parents.

“Honestly I don’t really peg Izzy as the sexually active type,” their mom muttered before a tone of annoyance filled her, “If I had to guess they’re probably Jezelle’s, and Isabella was just too awkward to throw them away.”

“She could have a secret boyfriend,” their dad snickered before receiving a hard kick from their mom.

“No, this has Jez written all over it. I seriously don’t know what went wrong with that one. The rest of you turned out fine. Could you just.. take those back sweetie,” Haley’s mom requested while turning to her daughter.

It made her blush to touch them again but Haley scooped all the fake penises up into her arms and scurried out of the room as quickly as possible. She’s tripped once but made it to Izzy’s room before dumping the load onto the vacant bed and hurrying out. As she ran however she stepped on something and had her entire body flung onto the floor with a crash. It hurt a lot but she was fine. She managed to make her way back downstairs slowly and join her family around the light. She resumed her reading there while her parents played cards and her sister banged her head up and down to music completely unaware that what she’d tripped on was the dildovac.


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