Jennifer's father opened and closed his mouth several times, trying to force words past his anger. But he seemed surprised at his own reaction. "Nothing! We're going to do nothing! Wait, I mean....Nothing!" No matter how he tried, he couldn't formulate an actual punishment for Jennifer. "Fine! Maybe we can't do anything about what you did to your body, but we can draw the line. You can't stay under this..." He struggled to say 'roof', but was unable. Depriving her of a home would be punishing her, and her FUCKTOY tattoo prevented that.
Jennifer laughed as he struggled. "Let me know if you come up with something. For now though, I'm going to the that sleazy bathhouse." She tugged on her grotesque cock one more time, thinking about the potential of becoming more fucked up, and sprayed her load on her little bother's face. She ran her left hand through her pubes, cupping her sack, feeling her nuts pull up to unload.
She didn't stick around to watch the family's reaction, leaving through the front door, her dripping cock slowly softening.