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As the car glides along the road, my mind races faster than the passing
streetlights.
Meeting Anthony's parents for the first time.
It's an event that feels like a threshold I'm hesitant to cross.
We were engaged just recently, and I find myself teetering on the edge of
new chapter, grappling with the weight of expectations and uncertainty of what
lies ahead.
I try to steady my nerves, but they dance like shadows in the corners of my
consciousness.
What will they think of me?
Will I be enough in their eyes?
These questions echo through the chambers of my mind, each one a
doubt. And then there's Anthony, my anchor in the sea of uncertainty.
His simple embrace is a silent reminder that I'm not navigating this labyrinth
alone.
As we draw nearer to their home, my palms grow crammy, my breath shallow.
It's not just the fear of judgment that tightens my chest,
Deeper sense of foreboding.
A gnawing suspicion that there's more to this meeting than mere pleasantries.
Does he sense it too?
The unspoken tension that hangs heavy in the air, like a storm on the horizon?
Tonight, as I step into the unknown, I can't feel like a character in a
novel.
Tale with secrets waiting to be unraveled.
I'm a little nervous.
No, they're going to love you.
Okay. Yeah, come on.
Let's go. It'll be fun.
Okay.
Welcome.
Come on in.
I'm sweetie.
Don.
Hey, Jack. How you doing?
And we've heard so much about you. Thank you. We have heard so much about you
from Axel. It's just such a pleasure to finally, finally have you in our home.
And you are just so lovely. Isn't she exquisite, Ken?
Absolutely beautiful girl.
Axel's a lucky man.
Thank you. I'm sorry. I'm just so nervous to meet you guys.
Sweetie, there's no need to be nervous. Not at all. I mean...
I will say we were a little surprised by the sudden engagement, but what's done
is done. It's all in the past.
Well, won't you come in and make yourself at home?
Can I get anyone something to drink?
I'd like a water, if it's okay.
Sure, sure.
Go ahead and sit down. I'll be right back.
So, well, how did you two become engaged? It was rather sudden.
Yes, well, I mean, when you know, you know.
Life does have a funny way of surprising us sometimes, doesn't it?
Here's your water. Thank you.
And I hope you two didn't spoil your appetites. We have quite the special
to prepare.
We do.
Well, I appreciate you guys walking me into your beautiful home.
Well, you're so sweet. I wish we had had a little more time to tidy up.
But if, Axel, you could just maybe show River up to your old room and get ready
for dinner, we will put the finishing touches on it.
We've got to prepare a surprise for you. Yeah, we do have a special treat.
Why don't you get out?
Right under this wire.
Perfect.
Delicious.
Hey, Dave. Oh, hi. Can you help me figure out an outfit for today? Mm -hmm.
What's this?
It's a gift. It's from my parents.
Oh. Yeah.
That's sweet.
Can I open it? Yeah, go ahead.
I don't understand.
What is this?
Okay, listen.
You know, I've never really brought my parents up to you.
It's... Just because I don't know how to explain that.
So, you're going to be my husband.
You can tell me anything.
Okay, listen.
You know I'm adopted, right? But me and my parents, we follow their bloodline
very, very closely.
And these rituals, they date back before Christ.
Pagans, they would do this tradition where the groom would make... offer
a feast to the parents, and if the gods accepted it, the marriage was bound to
go great. But if not, the marriage was doomed.
And what exactly would be the offering?
It's not what the offering would be. It's who the offering would be, and it
would be you.
What? Yeah.
You're joking, right? This is a joke. I mean, how would I be an offering?
What, are you going to eat me?
No, silly.
We're not going to eat you, but in this scenario, you will be sexually devoured.
What?
How can you even ask this of me? I mean, what if I say no?
Well, then unfortunately, the engagement would be canceled.
But yeah, take your time. Think about it.
See you at dinner.
My family, tonight we have gathered here to celebrate not just River and I,
but... What of all of us?
As we gather here for this feast, I'm reminded of all the blessings we have in
life, the warmth of a friendship, the love of family, and most importantly,
abundance of life.
Now, before we indulge in this delightful feast, may I take a moment
know, give some appreciation to everyone. Of course, my parents, the
the ancestors watching above us.
This here is a token of appreciation, and here's to
the Feast of the Flesh.
To the Feast of the Flesh.
Thank you.
Ugh.
Hmm.
Oh, yes.
Oh, she's so beautiful.
Good girl.
That's a good feet for her.
Oh yeah.
Job time.
Uh -oh. Uh
-oh.
Yes, sweetie.
Mm -hmm.
Yes. Yes.
Fuck, yes, fuck me. Uh -huh.
Mm, yes.
Oh, my God.
Mm. Uh -huh. Yes, fuck me into her pussy.
Uh -huh.
Uh -huh.
Oh, fuck. Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
Oh,
fuck.
Oh, yes.
Oh, fuck.
So proud of you, sweetie.
This is a good one.
This
is
what we fucking needed.
Oh my god.
Yes, honey.
Oh, yes.
Yes.
Oh, yes.
Oh, my God. Oh, fuck.
Oh, yeah.
Oh, yeah.
Always.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Yes.
Oh, my God. Oh,
my
God.
Oh, my God.
Oh,
my
God.
This is a true fucking feast.
You're definitely feasting.
I can't.
Oh, my God.
Here we go.
Oh, that's it. So nice.
Good girl.
That's a good girl.
There we go.
Yes. Use those holes.
There we go. Good girl.
Uh -huh.
Uh -huh.
Uh -huh.
Uh -huh.
Uh -huh. Uh -huh. Uh -huh.
Fucking mad, it's all over his dick.
Oh, yes, that's a nice, hot girl.
There we go.
Oh.
You like our family
sweetie?
Sweet boy.
That's a good girl, Daddy.
I love you.
I love you.
Yeah.
Yeah. Yeah.
Oh, my God. Oh, yes.
Oh, it's a good fucking boy. Yes.
Oh, yeah.
My dad did good.
Good girl.
Oh, God.
Oh, God.
Oh, yeah.
oh my god
This is the final part of the ritual.
Oh, the gods are going to love that.
I'll get you two covered in loads.
Oh, my God.
We're lucky men, Dad.
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