Alyssa entered the kitchen prepared for screaming and confusion but instead her father grumpily said, “About time, what took you so long to get up? You know I like milk with my breakfast.”
“Now dear, she is still our daughter, even if this natural phenomenon to female children does make them lose their sense of modesty, which brings up the point, why are you wearing my underwear? You know full well you aren’t in cycle right now,” Her mother responded holding out her free hand while the other holding onto a pan full of scrambled eggs.
“Wait, what is going on? I was just about to start high-school in a week, put on this underwear we bought yesterday, and now this morning I’m your personal nudist cow?” Alyssa said tears appearing in her eyes as she started to take off the panties as her mothers reach started to look impatient.
“Did you hit your head dear? you have that genetic marker that 1/5 woman have that turn you into human cattle, its kept my nipples breast feeding free with your brother,” mom said with happy reminiscence on her face, “You grew up three times faster to get to your age range, you lucky girls get to keep at for several decades, but you also are always nude cause the genetic code apparently rashes around garment materials when in large quantity”
Alyssa’s head began to spin as what her mother just said started surfacing all these alternate memories of this life push through, two different lives now in her head, one she now lives, and the other lost. Her dad finally getting tired stands up, walks over to Alyssa, and starts suckling her tit, “Dad! What the hell!” Alyssa gasped. Her father stands up, “Well next time you act like you’ve not experienced your life before, at least pump into my coffee while you do it.”