Michael Obtains Consent, The Final Chapter: Breaking Up Is Hard But Sometimes Necessary

NOTE: As always all events are insanely wrong and actually impossible and imitating them? That's a paddlin'.

STORY SO FAR: (Summarizing Michael Obtains Consent Ch1-4) Michael slipped his daughter Penny a potion that made her happy to do whatever he tells her to. Interestingly she completely retains her personality and finds the whole thing pretty uncool, but it's not like her body acts without her consent, it's that she finds herself totally consenting every time, even while wryly explaining to him that what he's doing to her is rape. Anyway he activates the potion with a "magic word" and deactivates it with the same word. On deactivation she doesn't remember anything that happened in active state. In ch3 and 4 Michael had Penny slip the potion into her girlfriend Ria's drink, and had her make Ria let him rape her. Ria consented to Penny's demands because she had to, but was devastated by the experience since she didn't have to consent to Michael himself. Luckily for her she didn't have to remember. Now we come to chapter 5, the final chapter.

Abby was masturbating when her mom called her downstairs. She was thinking about the men she would meet in college, in just one month, and how much more mature and dangerous and knowledgeable and fun they would be than her current boyfriend Chip who she needed to get around to breaking up with.

She rolled her eyes putting her vibrator away "Coming mom!" Haha.

She stumbled down the stairs. "Granddad!" she yelled happily when she saw him on the couch, and ran to give him a hug. "What are you doing here?" Granddad started to speak and seemed to pause.

Her mom said from the love seat behind her, "He wanted to come see you off to college." Abby heard her mom, as she spoke, approaching her and Granddad. Abby climbed off of his lap and sat next to him, snuggling in. "Oh!" she said, taking the glass her mom offered her. "Wait you mean... I get to...?"

"It's just root beer, silly," her mom laughed. "Three more years. Be patient."

Of course Abby had drunk plenty with her friends, and it was hard for her to see how her mom couldn't know this, but as always she maintained the pretense. She rolled her eyes and huffed. "Fine!" Then she turned to her granddad and winked. "I hope you brought cash to accompany this alcohol old man."

"Maybe," he said. "Maybe. Uhh... to... fun and education!" he said, raising his glass.

"Okay," she laughed, "I guess. To fun and education!" She took a sip of what was indeed root beer as her mom and granddad sipped their whatever they were having.

Mom said something, and Abby had the strangest sensation that it was a perfectly familiar word but she just couldn't quite understand what it was. But she did understand it, there was no feeling like she should ask her mom what she said. But she couldn't quite put her finger on the meaning. It was weird.

Then her mom continued, "Come take off my underwear sweetie."

Abby had never done this before, so she hesitated a little as she thought through the engineering of it all. She pictured herself either walking over or crawling. It seemed crawling would be most efficient but she also recognized that would be strange. So she got up and walked over. "Okay?" Her mom kept eye contact with her as she walked around the coffee table. Mom had a smile locked onto her face, but her eyes were completely relaxed. "You okay mom?" Abby said as she got on her knees and reached up her mom's miniskirt.

"I'm okay, Abby, are you okay?"

"Totally! Are you just going to sit like that or maybe scooch up a little so I can, you know, pull your underwear off like you said," she laughed.

Her mom scooched up and Abby, you know, pulled her underwear off like she'd said.

Mom pulled her skirt up so she was bare below her blouse. "Sweetheart have you ever kissed a vagina before?"

"Yeah, lots," said Abby. "You know Kait, we're not like, going out or anything but usually when I say I'm going to do homework with her we actually take turns eating each other out."

She heard a zipping sound from behind her, and turned. "Uh Granddad," she said, seeing him reaching down into his pants, "What... are you doing?" Granddad paused and looked up at her mom.

"Don't worry about anything Granddad is doing. Granddad loves you." This seemed to be said in an oddly pointed way, and Mom was looking at Granddad when she said it, not Abby. "And he wouldn't do anything to hurt you."

"That's right," said Granddad from behind her.

"Now sweetie," said her mom, "Kiss my vagina, just like you kiss Kait's, okay?"

"Okay mom!" and Abby began.

Her mom after a minute or two started showing by her breathing that Abby's kisses -- and licks and strokes, just like she did with Kait -- were having the right effect. From behind she heard Granddad, sort of whispering, "Are you going to cum, Penny?"

Her mom sounded annoyed. "Mmmhmm you know I can, Dad, but you have to let me... think..."

Abby kept going, it was pretty clear what the goal was now.

"Abby, get naked," Granddad said behind her in a pitifully desperate, clipped way.

"What?" Abby reacted, "No ew Granddad! Mom why is he even here?"

Granddad made a noise that made her picture a sort of shaking. "It's just like--"

"Dad, please don't say her name."

A pause, and then, "Okay."

"Mom what is happening?" asked Abby.

"Abby, it's okay. Take all your clothes off, and I'm going to do the same."

Abby stood up, facing mom, not looking at Granddad, and took off her clothes. Mom did the same. "Okay sweetie, back to work," her mom smiled faintly, and Abby continued.

It took a little time but with patience and diligence Abby was able to get her mom to the point where, like Kait and other girls she'd played with, her legs started to tense up and her hands in Abby's hair started to pull uncomfortably. Abby let that happen, she knew it was a sign the goal was in sight. Mom stopped breathing then, and shook up and down.

Abby smiled and made eye contact with her mom. Her mom quickly broke that off and looked instead off to the side as she finished orgasming on her daughter's mouth.

While her mom briefly recovered Abby said, still on her knees facing her mom's pussy, "Granddad? Enjoying this? I can hear your uh... rhythm."

"Well, yes, I am."

Abby made eye contact with her mom again, and smirked. Softly she said, "Grooossss but okay dude. Mom you're being pretty nice about this, is this like... normal between you two?"

Her mom's eyes jerked back and forth from Abby to her dad. "Uh... in a... way I guess... But you're not up... set...?"

"I mean, it's stupid but stuff is stupid, whatever."

From behind Granddad spoke again. "Maybe it's not like... like... you know. Abby, your mom is going to eat you out now just like you did for her."

Abby whirled on him. "Granddad! No! Jerk it over there or whatever but I'm not going to let my own mom molest me quit being weird."

Her mom said softly "Abby, sit on the loveseat, I'm going to... eat... eat you out now."

Abby froze. "Oh! Oh! Sorry mom yeah! Wow that's really cool of you."

She saw her mom wince at granddad and then glower at him as they traded places.

"Mom the old man is taking pictures of us gross."

"It's okay Abby. Let him do whatever he wants."

Abby rolled her eyes but said "Okay."

After what she had to admit was a fairly decent orgasm given to her by her own mom, she asked chirpily, "So we um, we done?"

"Abby," said her Mom. "What I'm about to ask you... tell you... to do, you only have to do one time, ever, in your entire life, do you understand?"

"Mom what the fuck?" She could plainly see Granddad stroking himself on the other side of the coffee table. It was pretty obvious what was about to happen. "Seriously? He's... he's Granddad. And he's... old... Like, not dad old, GRANDDAD old you know?"

From her position still on her knees naked on the floor, her mom seemed to pause to consider. "You know what I'm about to tell you to do?"

"I've got a pretty good idea."

"And you're... okay with it?"

"What did I just say, Mother? I am most definitely not okay with it, he's gross. Sorry Granddad but you have to know right?"

Granddad chuckled. "Yeah."

"I know you're not okay with it I mean... but you're not... like... sad?"

"Jesus Christ Mom don't be dramatic."

Mom replied very quietly. "Okay. Okay. Abby, go over to your Granddad and straddle him. Put his penis inside your vagina, and move up and down until he puts his semen inside you."

"You mean give Granddad a naked lapdance with his dick in my pussy til he cums into his own granddaughter's womb?" Abby was already standing to walk over, shaking her head at the audacity of this request, and acting to comply with it at the very same time.

She got up on him, onto his lap just like earlier when she'd hugged him. "Was this your idea or hers, Granddad?"

"All my idea," he said, breathing into her face. She loved him, but this was gross. She rubbed her pussy on his dick to get some lubrication onto it.

He moaned and shuddered as she pressed down on him, letting him inside her. She avoided eye contact, and winced with discomfort each time she pushed down letting his dick thrust up into her, but she forged ahead. He put his hands all over her, frantically, completely absorbed in the business of trying to preserve some kind of 3-D model of her in his mind based on touch and sight. Just like all the boys. Granddad was, of course, like every immature stupid ugly boy she had ever fucked. Of course.

She tried to think about the more mature men she hoped to encounter in college -- not her classmates, but maybe the seniors. More likely the younger professors.

That did it. She closed her eyes completely while her granddad pawed at her and thrust into her, and obediently danced on his cock while thinking of someone completely different, in front of a blackboard, gazing at her, appreciating her, teaching her things she actually wanted to know...

She felt her mom entering her asshole and yelped. "Shh," said her mom. "I'm going to... fuck... your... ass... while you finish him off. Let it happen sweetie, and it's the only time you ever have to endure this for your entire life. I promise. Granddad promises."

Granddad sighed. "That's right. I promise."

Abby warily replied, "I mean okay but... I've never... I mean I think that's going to hurt..."

"I know sweetie," said her mom, and continued pushing.

For several minutes Abby was quiet while concentrating on pushing down on both the strap-on and the dick, in frankly considerable pain. And then she reached that point -- that point only certain people can reach but it was probably pretty obvious to you that Abby would be one such person -- that point where you seek the pain instead of avoiding it.

It was while she actively, and now somehow both eagerly and reluctantly at the same time, fucked both her mom's fake dick and her granddad's real dick, that her dad walked in. Classic!

"WHAT THE FUCK!" was of course what he said.

"Dad!" Abby yelled in a panic.

"Uh Thom it's not..." her Granddad stuttered, stopping in the middle because of how obviously it was.

Her mom ran over to her dad, grabbed Abby's unfinished rootbeer, and splashed it on Thom's face. She then jammed a finger down his throat, dragging droplets of rootbear from his lips into his gullet. She hissed over and over again, "It's okay, calm down, it's okay, calm down, it's okay, calm down," while he gagged and tried not to hurt his wife, and then while he became okay, and while he calmed down.

Abby continued fucking Granddad throughout that event, because well, she had a job to do or something she guessed. "You can stop," said her Granddad quietly and she didn't stop. Her mom, guiding Thom to sit, echoed Granddad just as quietly. "You can stop, Abby," and Abby stopped. She climbed up off Granddad. Granddad pulled up his pants and zipped up. Abby stayed naked, as did her mom. Thom, still calm, nevertheless glared at each person in the room in a continuing cycle. "Penny? Michael? Abby? What the actual fuck did I just see?"

Penny said to Michael, "Dad," gesturing at Thom. "He's... this is... we can't... wake him up. He'll remember. He saw. This is..."

Granddad had his hand over his mouth but said clearly, "Permanent. I know. Fuck. Oh fucking dear."

"Guys," said Abby. "Okay, what are you actually talking about?"

They finally explained the potion to her.

"So he -- dad -- has to do whatever either of you tells him?"

"No," said her mom. "Just me. I gave him the potion. I said a word to him."

"And I have to do..."

"Whatever I say."

"Oh that's why when Granddad told me to do something I didn't, and when you did I did. I thought it was because I didn't want to, and then I did want to, and I didn't even think about it and... Mom this is fucked up."

"I know, sweetie. Granddad gave me the potion when I wasn't much older than you and well, if he tells me to tell you to do something, then I do. That's just how it works."

Thom stood up. He had been told to stay calm and calm he would stay but it was a struggle and he would be damned if he didn't say SOMETHING and "Thom, sit down and be quiet. Please. Right now."

Penny turned to him. "I... I want to give you a chance to talk but we all need to think. I'm... I can't believe I did that to you Thom but I guess I had to? You saw..."

Thom's eyes bugged. "Nobody told you to give me the potion."

"You're right."

"And if you say the word again, I won't remember any of this but I WILL remember seeing... the two of you... raping... our daughter?"

"Yes."

Abby spoke up quietly. "It didn't feel like rape."

"But it was," said Thom. "You couldn't say no."

"I know. But. I know. But. But dad. Um. It just. didn'tfeellikerape" she trailed off.

Penny slowly formed her next words. "Abby... what are you saying? Like, are you saying you think if we hadn't given you the potion, and just told... invited... you to do those things..."

"I mean," said Abby. "Like I said, Granddad, you're gross. I don't want to fuck you. But if I had to. I mean, if I was 'invited' to. It'd be like okay whatever"

"Sweetie, I think you would have said no. I think you would have been traumatized, I think you would have..."

"Mom. It didn't feel like rape. It felt gross. It felt annoying. It felt stupid. That's all."

Her mom closed her eyes. "I don't know what to say to that."

Granddad asked, "Abby... do you think about... I mean you said you don't want to have sex with me, but still, you were apparently, at least in your experience, willing to if you had to, in a way that I think most people would... not be. I'm just going to ask you. Do you think about... relatives... that way?"

Abby looked over at her Dad. "I don't have to answer that."

"Abby," said Penny. "Answer the question please."

"I do. Like. What if you had told me to fuck Dad instead. You know?"

It was not a coherent question and everyone understood exactly what she was asking.

Thom stood up again. "Abby that's.... no! You can't think that! I'm your father!"

"Thom, so you don't think of her that way?"

"No!" he said.

"Daddy, what if I came onto you even if you never thought of me that way?"

"No!" he said again, and Penny repeated the question.

"I mean I could be persuaded!" Then he actively clamped his hands over his mouth.

"Mom, please tell him to have sex with me. Please tell Dad to have sex with me."

"Abby!" her parents yelped in unison.

"Please!"

"Absolutely not!"

"Then... then... Mom I'm so horny. Mom tell him to go to my bedroom with me and get naked and let me you know... tempt him. He said he can be persuaded! You don't have to tell him to have sex with me. Let me persuade him!"

"This is unacceptable behavior!" her father yelled.

Next to her, her granddad said warmly, as though expressing a keen insight that only he had seen -- which was not at all the case to be clear -- "Penny, actually, yes. Do exactly that."

"Thom," Penny said immediately. "Go to Abby's room. Take off your clothes and lay on your back. If Abby wants to, she is going to use every means at her disposal to persuade you to have sex with her. You do not have to have sex with her. But. You. You. You may. If you wish."

Thom shook his head, looking darkly at the floor as he stood up. He turned deliberately. And he walked towards his daughter's room.

Once they were gone, Penny whirled on Michael. "Dad why? Why did you make me do that? This is already bad enough!"

"She is like me," he said simply. "And he can be persuaded."

"What the fuck dad."

"You know what I am."

"You have that right. I suppose you want to go watch now."

"No that's the thing, Penny. I... I want them to have... their own thing."

"Dad that is my HUSBAND. That is my DAUGHTER."

"Penny, you know how hard I try to care about that. But..." He sighed. And repeated himself. "She's like me. He can be persuaded. And I want them to have that. That freedom."

Penny broke down. Still naked, she sat on the couch, hunched over, and cried. Michael knew he was not the one to comfort her. "I'm sorry, Penny."

"No you're not!"

"No I..." his voice caught. "I really am. What I've done to you is unforgiveable. What I've made you do to them it's... unforgiveable. I think they're having a happy ending, and I know that seems completely perverse to you, and you can't ever understand it the way I understand it or see it the way I see it, and all the wonderful times I've had with you were horrible for you--"

She hissed, "They weren't horrible. You made me not care. You made me feel okay with all of it. I've been okay with all of it. And this--" she gestured at her daughter's closed door-- "this is how you repay me finally."

He was quiet for a long time. And after a long time, she heard a sound. A catch in his voice. A sniff.

"Oh my god."

"I'm sorry," he said again "I know I should control myself..." and he sniffled again.

"Jesus dad," she got up. Still naked she walked over to the sink and poured some water into a glass.

"For what it's worth there is more and more lately a part of me that does wish I'd never given you the potion..."

"I know. But you did. And to this very day you've used it against me. Against my daughter. My husband."

"Yes," he acknowledged her. "I don't think there's a way I can make it right. I wish I could. But I can't. If you have any ideas about how I could, I'd want... I'd want that to happen."

She brought him the water and, despite her stern tone, she brushed his hair across his forehead with some tenderness. "You are what you are dad. And I have to be okay with that."

He took a sip of water to clear his throat.

He swallowed, and Penny said a word he couldn't quite understand.

----

Dad, you told me you wanted it to happen if I had an idea about how you could make it up to me. And I had an idea. So I'm doing what you said.

You're going to say the word one more time in a little while. Only when I tell you. After you say it, you will never ever ever say it again, for as long as you live. I will forget all of this. I will only remember the parts of my life where I am your daughter and we have a normal, healthy loving regular relationship.

You will remember everything. I can't do anything about that. But you will, for the rest of your life, focus exclusively -- but non-intrusively, understand?! -- on helping me, and helping Abby, to be fulfilled, happy, and well taken care of. This is how you can begin to try to make up for what you've done. By making me forget, and by doing only good for me, from now on. And this had better be obvious -- that means you never touch me or her ever again.

You're never to use the potion at all. On anyone. Ever. Go pour this down the drain, and when you get home, destroy the rest of your supply.

Now come with me to Abby's room. Abby? Thom? Stop having sex for a moment. I have something very important to say. Granddad here is going to say his word for me one more time in a few minutes, and I'm going to forget about all of this. All of it. Everything. Thom, I am sorry I did what I did and, right now, if you wish, I will say the word, and let you forget all of this, and you will go back to a state of remembering only that you saw me and my father raping your daughter. If you want to go back to that state of mind and forget everything that happened since then, tell me, and I will give that to you.

You're sure?

I understand. I think I might choose the same. I would not want to remember that... that way. I would not want... what would have to happen after that... to happen.

Abby the same goes for you, but I think I know what you're going to-- okay. [Penny, surprising herself, smiles]. Granddad might be right about you.

Abby? Thom? Once I'm awakened and forget all of this, you'll still want to do whatever I say because I gave you the potion and you're volunteering to stay that way. I hereby give you permission NOT to do whatever I say. I hope this works. After I'm awakened you are to treat me just as you would if you hadn't drunk the potion. Do you think that's possible? Does it feel doable?

Okay.

And Abby? Thom? You can. You can um. You can fuck. You can. If you want. Thom, you've clearly been persuaded. Do you want to continue? Okay here's the thing, since you're her dad, I'm going to put this rule in place. Thom, you will fuck our daughter ONLY when she tells you to and EVERY time she tells you to.

Abby? And Thom... it's really really really really important that I never know you're doing that. No matter how much you might want to fuck at any given time, if you think there's the slightest chance I would find out... don't. Don't ever ever let me walk in on you like Thom walked in on... us.

Does everyone understand?

Yes?

Okay.

Back to places I guess.

And now... Dad?

Say the word.