Kyle continued his vigilant caring watch of the unfolding situation inside the bedroom for his sister Linda. She had stopped Tim from deep tonguing her vagina, though he was adamant with his pawing of changing hands and arms as if he liked the flavor of her slime. The goat fur had sprouted everywhere on Tim to where he having striped naked, sat on the bedroom floor, he petting his furry legs.
"Here, take these and eat them," Linda said to her fast changing brother. "These are mineral pills, Magnesium, Zinc, and Calcium," she said but took note how then his fingers were merging into being cloven hooves. "Here, I shall pour some out on the floor, you can lip-mouth them from there, eat them the added minerals will build in the new you stronger bones."
Linda poured a heap of her mineral pills beside where Tim sat, and he obeyed her, leaning to one side and lipped up as munched then the pills.
A moan from our fallen father caused Linda to lean forward, she grasping at her tummy, groaned as if in pain too. She took two stride steps toward father when she stopped, giving a looked at the foot end post to her bed. I was surprised to see as my dear beastly sister did raise a leg and straddling the bedpost, she began to make use of it as if it were a dildo, masturbating her vagina.
Oops I let that slip, as yes Kyle is me and I was watching the debauched demeaning of our family happening before me. You would ask why I did not interfere and stop this horror, well our dad tried and he ended up on the bedroom floor, haplessly tainted while he was out cold. As much as I did not like my sister, her feelings for me were quite mutual. I can only imagine what manner of sick horror she would have done to me, had I entered the bedroom with father.
A second call from downstairs in the kitchen echoed the upstairs hallway a call for all to come for sweet rolls of motherly love.
When dad moaned a second time he awoke and with a startled realization from what had happened, he sat up and knew the bestial female animal-woman was if fact his one daughter.
"What happened, Linda what happened to you, how...?" Dad said.
Linda just continued her bedpost masturbating and did not offer father an answer.
It was then that dad felt of his face and discovered his beard had regrown and was much furrier then after he had already shaved earlier that morning. He feeling about his head found how his ears were furry, broader, and hung limply aside his head. He noted his growth of a thick fur goatee below his chin, and wide eyed with a sense of horror he tried to stand up.
His tangle of leg movements drummed the wood parquet floor enough to alert mother that something odd was happening upstairs in a bedroom.
As Linda prodded herself to have an orgasm, she rose off the bedpost and strode to father, as he then was kneeling, she grabbed hold of his head and forced his face into her sticky furred groin. I could hear dad then wallowing his face, his nose, tongue while having his head compressed to where he would never have gone if all were the same as yesterday.
Mother came to the base of the stairway and hollered, "Is anything the matter, can we come down to eat, the rolls are warm and now frosted with my frosting!"
When not one person came down or gave a holler back,mom began coming upstairs to investigate. I left my station there at the bedroom door and went to meet and/or stop mom from her entering that damned room.