That’s the spirit! I knew you had it in you!

Okay so you’re feeling uncharacteristically motivated today, that’s a start, but where exactly you’re going to begin is another question.

Getting a job might be the way to go, but you have no idea what you might be qualified for. You could go to a family member for help or your old friend the internet as usual.
> You ask your Uncle Ed
It might be morbid curiosity that’s causing you to ask Uncle Ed. He obviously is getting money from somewhere, but you and everyone else can only guess how. It’s most likely illegal no doubt.

As you approach the door to the garage, you have a feeling of dread overcome you, but you press on anyway.

Upon opening the door you see Ed’s van and various other things that would be in a garage. Everything looks normal. Of course you haven’t actually inspected the little apartment space that exists above the garage where Ed actually sleeps.

You make your way up the steps only to find Ed isn’t there. His place isn’t exactly as you imagined it. It’s clean! Everything is neatly packed away. In fact he appears to be the neatest person in the house.

His bed is neatly made and doesn’t appear to be slept in, which is odd since his van is here, unless he made it already and went out during the day without his van. Of course that would be out of character behavior for him as you know him to be a night owl.

You shrug your shoulders and decide to wait for him. Waiting for you though doesn’t include just sitting, you start to snoop around. Without thinking anything of it you open up his large freezer…

Inside are heads and other body parts. Frozen blood paints the inside of the freezer. You scream in shock and fall backwards.

“So, now you know, what many in this family have probably already whispered about for years. Knew I shouldn’t have slept in the van last night.”

You turn your head and see Uncle Ed standing by the stairway. His clothing is caked with dried blood and he has a knife in hand.

“Oh…uh…Uncle Ed…um…” you sputter, you’re too terrified to even scream out, though Ed gives you some quick instructions on that line of thinking.

“Suzy, before you say anything else. Keep in mind that I kill pretty things like you on a regular basis. If you scream, I’ll do it again, family or not and that would be very regrettable. Besides I doubt if anyone would come running anyway.”

Ed’s threat is completely calm which makes it all the scarier. You just sit down and quietly watch him as he approaches.

“What’re you going to do to me?” you ask trying not to think about his possible answers.
“Do? Well…there’s a lot of things I WOULD do to you if you weren’t my niece. You’re just about everything I look for in a girl. Nice, pretty, young. You’re even a virgin aren’t you? Yeah you are. You know how appealing that is in this age of whores who are only suitable for rape and annihilation?” your uncle says licking his knife in front of your face before stepping back.

“Oh yes, I WOULD have lots of fun with you. However you’re family, and I always had a lot of respect for my sister. God rest her soul. And from what I know of you, you’re about the only one who followed her value system, which means you respected her too. So you’re safe for now…but…”
“But?”
“Well, call me paranoid, but it would really be foolish of me to just let you go after knowing my secret now wouldn’t it?”
“But you already said everyone in the family thinks you’re a serial killer anyway…”

Ed gets perturbed and holds his knife up.

“Now stop right there. That’s the point. They THINK that. They don’t know for sure though, and I thought I was doing a good job of keeping them all away too. (Sigh) But I’m not really worried about you telling any of them, I’m more concerned with you going to the police after you leave here. Then I have to move, and then I’d have to come back and do something bad to you when you least expect it. So what could you do that could convince me?”
“My word?”

Ed starts to laugh.

“Ha ha ha ha! You’re serious? My you are a unique one. God I wish you weren’t family…but anyway no I’m afraid that won’t do. While I’m sure you may very well be telling the truth, your moralistic view point and conscience may get the better of you one day and then where would I be. No, I need something else from you. Something that will bond us in a more meaningful way.”

You start to panic and what he might be implying and you start to cover yourself with your arms and cross your legs. Again he laughs.

“Oh no, not that my little Suzy. As much as I might like to, that’s just not something for me to place on the table. Besides it wouldn’t make me inclined to trust you anymore than I do now. Tell me Suzy, what do you know of the Morningstars?”
“The Morningstars? You mean the family that lives in that compound up the street? Not much.”
“Hmm, I thought as much. They are a strange lot, I’m surprised nobody has complained about them given their blatantly cultish ways.”
”Well people on this block tend to keep to themselves.”
“Hm, true. One reason why I like living here. It’s perfect really. But there’s really only room for one of us.”
“What do you mean?”
“Isn’t it obvious dear girl? The Morningstars ARE cultists. Not sure what they worship, but I know damn well in involves human sacrifice. I’ve kept an eye on them ever since I noticed a few of their number taking in young girls.” Ed says while starring at your body. “These girls are never seen again.”
“Uh, how do you know all this?”
“Because sometimes my work overlaps with theirs and I know my prey. And they’re encroaching on it. I don’t think they’re really aware of me yet, but I think they’ve been getting suspicious.”
“Okay so what does all this have to do with me?”
“Right, straight to the point. Well whether you want to be or not, our families are going to embark in a good old fashioned feud. And you’re going to be bait.”
“What?”
“You heard me. Now as far as I can tell the Patriarch of that family and his eldest son are in absolute control. I figure if you can help me take out those two, that family will fall into chaos and it will be a simple matter of picking off their more incompetent members at leisure.”
“So what am I supposed to do exactly?”
“Heh…yeah I guess you might very well be clueless in this sort of thing. Look Suzy, I know you’re a good girl…but within every good girl lies a filthy dirty whore. A whore that wants to be fucked and desecrated…”

Uncle Ed seems to be somewhere else for a moment, but he tries to quickly get back on track.

“…uh anyway. YOU need to get in touch with the whore that is within you. You need to flirt, seduce and beguile those two in such a way that will allow me to get them. I really don’t think you’ll have that much of a problem though.”

You take a deep breath and realize you have little choice, but to agree at this point.

“Okay. I’ll do it.”
“Good girl. I knew I could count on you. I’ll be in contact with you soon.”
“Alright, I…”

Uncle Ed grabs your arm as you try to leave.

“Remember, we’re in this together now. Don’t do anything foolish. I really wouldn’t want to have to hurt you.”

With that final warning, he lets you go.

Completely unnerved and creeped out, you run back to the basement and pace the floor wondering what you should do next.
> You obey Uncle Ed
Ed’s got you so scared that you don’t dare disobey him. For the next few days you spend your time in the basement as usual hoping that he forgets about you. You barely sleep and you’re on edge constantly expecting him to come in to get you. You get sick many times.

Exhausted from fear you eventually give in and fall into a deep sleep…

“Wake up Suzy. It’s time.” You hear Ed’s unpleasant voice say.

As much as you’ve been dreading this moment, you oddly don’t feel quite as sick anymore.

“I’m sorry you had to go through what you did. I figured that would happen so that’s why I let it run its course. I think you’re sufficiently drained of emotion to the point where you’ll be able to pull this off without the chance of hysterics now. I hope you don’t mind me dropping in like this…hmm nice little hide away you got here…very dark and isolated…nice.”

Uncle Ed continues his inspection of your “domain” as you slowly get up. You know he’s getting a kick out of this. You intruded on his “domain” and now he’s returning the favor.

“Uncle Ed?”
“Hmm?”
“I gotta get dressed.”
“Oh. Please don’t let me stop you. In fact I brought you some more appropriate clothing. Wear this.”

Your uncle throws you some clothing at you. It’s a mini skirt and tight top and basically clothing your sister Donna would wear.

“I took the liberty of getting you some more appropriate clothing. I’m pretty sure I got all the bloodstains out.”

You look at this “hookerwear” in disbelief.

“You expect me to wear this stuff?”
“I’m afraid it’ll be necessary for you to better lure Bobby and Pa Morningstar. They like to hang out by the park. That’s where we’re going. Put those on, because while you may have the morals of a saint, you have the body of a harlot… within every virgin lies a fucking slut…whore…”

Ed is successfully making you feel scared again. When he realizes what he’s doing he apologizes.

“…I’m sorry Suzy. I get in another place sometimes. I guess you’ll want some privacy. I’ll wait outside.”

Uncle Ed goes upstairs to wait and you try to psyche yourself up for this ordeal. You look at the clothing and put it on which makes you feel really vulnerable. Your legs are exposed, your stomach isn’t covered. You feel almost naked.

When you exit the house it’s twilight. You didn’t realize you slept so long. Ed motions you over to his van where he beeps his horn. You feel like a hooker going to be picked up. You don’t say a word when you get in the van.

“Ah yes, you almost look the part now. But let’s do one more thing.” Ed says and then pulls something out of his jacket. It’s lipstick.

Uncle Ed gets close to apply it on you. Again you don’t say anything. It doesn’t take long, and then he shows you what you look like in a mirror. He’s done a good job. Probably better than you could have considering you’ve never worn any make up of any kind. It would appear that Uncle Ed’s done this before.

“Wish I had some eye liner, but we don’t have time for all that. Your eyes are pretty enough without it though. You’re a very lucky girl to be blessed with such natural beauty.” Ed says as he starts up the van.

The drive to the park is uneventful. When you get near there, Ed stops the van to brief you.

“Alright, I don’t want to get too close yet, but the father and son duo should be sitting at a picnic table over near that lightly wooded area way over there. I’ve been keeping up with their routines a bit, so they should be there. Now that area is a little secluded, but not enough, I need you to actually lure them into the woods. I’ll take care of the rest. After we do this, me and you will be even and I’ll be able to trust you completely.”
“What if I can’t lure them into the woods? What if they try to kill me?”
“They won’t try to kill you. They don’t do it that way. And I have faith that you’ll be able to lure them. No man can resist a whore…”

Sensing your uncle is going to his dark place again, you cut the conversation short.

“Okay, I’m leaving…” you say quickly getting out of the van and nearly running off. You’re so glad to be out of his presence.

You look around the park which is still fairly populated at this time, though most of the families are going home now. You’re drawing some looks from several teenage guys though. You get a lot of comments as well. You aren’t used to it so now you’re afraid of getting assaulted by some horny teenagers. But like most teenage guys, they do a lot of barking, but don’t actually do anything.

Eventually you reach the area your uncle was talking about. You see a young man sitting at a table by himself, you know that’s Bobby having seen him a few time before in the neighborhood. No sign of his father though. No sign of your uncle either, but you sense he’s somewhere nearby.

As you approach Bobby you see that he must be preoccupied because he isn’t even looking up. It’s like he’s deep in thought.

Searching your memory of how you’ve seen it done in movies and TV, you try your best to be seductive.

“Hello.” Is all you can think of.

Bobby looks up.

“Erm, hello? Do I know you?”
“You might. I’m Suzy. I live down the street from you.”
“Oh yeah…I haven’t seen you for quite awhile.”
“Well, I’m around, I just don’t get out much.”
“Hm. So what brings you out here?”
“Oh sometimes I like to take walks by myself. You know clear my head from family troubles.”
“Well I can understand all about family trouble, let me tell you. But I’ve never seen you here before. I come here quite a bit and I can honestly say I would remember you walking around.” Bobby says looking you up and down referring to your state of dress.

You get a little shy, and try to think of an excuse.

“Oh this get up? Well, I don’t usually dress like this, these are my sister’s clothes. I lost a bet with her. It’s a bit complicated.”
“Ah, say no more. Family again. (Sigh)”

That’s the second time Bobby’s mentioned family in a distracted manner again, so you decide to follow up on it before he presses you for more information.

“Is there something wrong?” you ask as you sit down.

Bobby looks hesitant to tell you at first, but when you smile at him from across the table, he lets down whatever guard he might’ve had up.

“It’s my Dad. He’s so demanding. I come from a very large family and just because I’m the oldest son I have all this extra responsibility! I’m expected to keep all my siblings in line, I’m supposed to take over when Dad’s gone. I’m supposed to do all this shit and it’s always been that way all my life and it sucks! Tiamat forbid that I get to do some stuff by myself.”
“Uh…Tiamat?” you question, but Bobby doesn’t stop his rant to explain that oddity.
“My Dad still treats me like a little kid sometimes. I have to go with him to do all these important things and he takes every opportunity to point out all my shortcomings, without listening to any of my ideas! We were supposed to do something to today and instead of doing it, we spent the whole day arguing. He stormed off and told me I better get my shit together by the time he comes back. In fact he left not too long after you showed up. If he saw me talking to you, he’d probably accuse me of not paying attention to my so called duties.”
“Is your dad still here, where did he go?”
“Yeah, I wouldn’t be fortunate enough for him to leave me alone that long. He went to go cool off in those woods over there…”

Your heart begins to race quicker at that thought. If Pa Morningstar went into the woods then he might’ve already run into Uncle Ed. Things on your part are probably going to be a lot easier now.

Part of you wants warn Bobby though since you sort of sympathize with him on some level.
> You warn Bobby
You can’t go through with this. You know your life is going to be in danger and that Pa Morningstar may very well already be dead, but you can’t actively be involved in killing anyone directly or indirectly.

Your demeanor changes from one of feigned cheerfulness, to one of scared candor. You even take Bobby’s hand which shocks him a little.

“Bobby, you opened up to me, so I’m going to open up to you. We need to go into that woods right now, because your dad might be in serious trouble.”
“What?! What’re you talking about?”
“There’s no time to explain, but my uncle is going to kill him!” you exclaim and get up trying to pull Bobby with you.

Bobby starts to move, but insists that you tell him in more detail of what is going on. You do in a very condensed fashion which causes him to pause.

“So wait, you’re working with your uncle to kill me and my dad in the woods? And now you want ME to go in there?”
“NO! I was bullied into helping my uncle, but I couldn’t do it that’s why I’m warning you now, so that you can save your dad!”

Bobby stops completely.
“Why would I do that?”
“What? Come on it may already be too late!”
“So what if it is? Look Suzy, you don’t know my dad like I do. The guy has barely any fucking redeeming qualities and those he does have he barely shows most of the time. Fuck him.”
“B…but he’s your father!”
“What of it? Just because someone is related to you don’t mean anything if they’re complete assholes to you and treat you like shit your whole life. Hell he hasn’t even been the worst to me. He’s been a fucking abusive tyrant to my whole family. I’m sure all of them at some point have thought about killing him themselves. Shit, I know I have.”

You certainly didn’t expect this reaction. You don’t know what to do now, you start to cry.

“Now what’s wrong with you?” Bobby asks.
“I wish I could be that brave, but I’m so scared. Now that you know what’s going on you can avoid your fate. But I’m still in danger. My Uncle Ed is gonna (Sob!) kill me!”
“Hey…Shhh…Hey…don’t cry. Don’t cry. Look you are brave. I mean it took courage to tip me off didn’t it? You went against your uncle’s threats and took a chance that I wouldn’t flip out and kill you myself right?”
“(Sniff) I guess so.”
“Look…your uncle is still expecting me right?”
“Probably.”
“Well let’s wait a minute or two, then I’ll go in the woods and I’ll take care of your uncle Ed.”

At this point Bobby lifts open his jacket and quickly displays a large knife of his own. It’s rather ornate from what little you see of it. “I’m prepared.” He says

He spends the next few minutes calming you down, but then begins to mumble some sort of prayers. You can’t make out most of them, but they certainly don’t sound Christian and you hear the name Tiamat a lot.

After he finishes he turns to you and smiles.

“Okay I’m going into the woods. YOU wait here. Now one of two things will happen. Either I’ll come out and your uncle will be dead. Or your uncle will come out and I’ll be dead, and you can still take credit for luring me into the woods. Just tell him you told me to make up with my dad or something. He should buy that, and you’ll be still be safe.”
“What about your dad?” you ask.
“My dad? He’s probably dead. If he was still alive he would’ve came out by now. Obviously Tiamat had forsaken him, if he was taken down by the likes of your uncle.”

Bobby makes his way into the woods.

You wait at the table for awhile in the darkness. There isn’t a soul around. You continue to look into the woods waiting for someone to step out. Bobby, Uncle Ed, Pa Morningstar, anyone…

Eventually someone does and it’s Bobby. He looks a little roughed up and there are bloodstains on his clothes. You can only guess that it wasn’t an easy kill.

“Sheesh, that was intense. Your uncle might’ve killed me, if I hadn’t known he was lurking around. I think what caused him to go off his game plan was when I mentioned you told me that he was waiting. I think he wanted to yell at that point, because his calm killer demeanor turned into white hot rage. Still he never made a grand outburst, he just mumbled something about ripping you apart after he was done with me. Well we better get out of here. You need a ride home?”

You back off a little bit. As much as you didn’t want to be involved in Bobby’s murder, you’re not entirely trusting of him. You know for certain that he and his family are indeed cultists that sacrifice people to this Tiamat he’s mentioned a few times.

“Uh…not that I don’t appreciate the offer, but maybe I should walk home.”
“Walk? In that outfit and through this area? You’d be safer with me. I’m not going to do anything to you.”
“How do I know you aren’t going to sacrifice me to Tiamat?”
“…well I suppose you don’t. However, all I can say is that I’m in a better mood than I was, and that’s thanks mostly to you. I can now run the compound the way I want to and communicate to Tiamat directly as the new high priest. Plus you did warn me of your uncle and possibly saved my life. So I’d say you’re safe. I mean it’s not like you’re going to blab about any of this right?”

Bobby is smiling. He’s even a little playful, but you get the very real feeling he is warning you.

“No, no of course I won’t.”
“Good! I’m glad that’s settled then. Come on let’s go.”

You follow Bobby to his car and sit quietly. Bobby turns on the radio and begins humming happily to the heavy metal music playing. Halfway home he speaks to you directly.

“So, you wanna go out sometime?” he asks.
“What?!” you say in total surprise.
“Do you wanna go out? I mean it seems like we got some stuff in common. And before all this went down it seemed like there was a spark there. At least I felt a little something. It’s why I told you about my dad, which was a major place of trust on my part given that you were a virtual stranger.”
“Yeah, I suppose so.”
“As you might guess my family isn’t much for outsiders. None of us gets out all that much. I was one of the luckier ones, being the eldest son and all, but I still had strict guidelines. Fucking your sister alleviates the tension so to speak, but really it doesn’t allow for a good future bloodline. Well that’s the way I see it anyway. So, how about it?”
“Well, I dunno. I don’t get out much either. Though that’s by choice, not because anyone made me.”
“Hah. Sounds like you were your own prisoner. Come on, let’s go out. It’ll be good for the both of us, you can tell me all about your obviously fucked up family on the date.”
“I wouldn’t even know where to start.” You laugh.
“See that’s the spirit! If it helps you don’t have to dress like that either.” Bobby points at your clothing.
“I don’t normally wear this sort of thing.”
“Yeah, I sort of figured that. You didn’t seem comfortable in it from the moment I saw you. Hell, if I had to guess. You’re still a virgin.”

You’re amazed at Bobby’s insight.

“Is it THAT obvious? My Uncle Ed knew too when he roped me into this.”
“Well it’s probably more obvious to us predatory types even if we don’t know that much about the person. Darkness is often drawn to purity. Don’t worry though; Tiamat doesn’t have a predisposition toward virgin blood. You’re still safe.”
“Well lucky me.”

Bobby stops in front of your house. You didn’t realize you were already so close to home.

“Here you are. See, nice and safe. So…do you want to go out sometime?”

You look at Bobby and its crazy that after all that’s happened tonight, you do feel a certain spark between you.

“Okay what the hell. Come pick me up whenever you’re able I suppose. You know where I live and I never go anywhere so I’ll be here.”
“Alright then, but first…”

Bobby quickly leans over and steals a quick kiss from you before you get out of the car.

Your first kiss. You always wondered if it would happen. You feel completely giggly. He smiles in satisfaction.

“See you soon!” he says and drives home. You head back to the basement nearly walking on air. A good thing came out of all this and you fall asleep with no problems for the first time in the past few days.

The wonderful dreams you have that night you know are just glimpse into the reality that is sure to come.


Ed’s got you so scared that you don’t dare disobey him. For the next few days you spend your time in the basement as usual hoping that he forgets about you. You barely sleep and you’re on edge constantly expecting him to come in to get you. You get sick many times.

Exhausted from fear you eventually give in and fall into a deep sleep…

“Wake up Suzy. It’s time.” You hear Ed’s unpleasant voice say.

As much as you’ve been dreading this moment, you oddly don’t feel quite as sick anymore.

“I’m sorry you had to go through what you did. I figured that would happen so that’s why I let it run its course. I think you’re sufficiently drained of emotion to the point where you’ll be able to pull this off without the chance of hysterics now. I hope you don’t mind me dropping in like this…hmm nice little hide away you got here…very dark and isolated…nice.”

Uncle Ed continues his inspection of your “domain” as you slowly get up. You know he’s getting a kick out of this. You intruded on his “domain” and now he’s returning the favor.

“Uncle Ed?”
“Hmm?”
“I gotta get dressed.”
“Oh. Please don’t let me stop you. In fact I brought you some more appropriate clothing. Wear this.”

Your uncle throws you some clothing at you. It’s a mini skirt and tight top and basically clothing your sister Donna would wear.

“I took the liberty of getting you some more appropriate clothing. I’m pretty sure I got all the bloodstains out.”

You look at this “hookerwear” in disbelief.

“You expect me to wear this stuff?”
“I’m afraid it’ll be necessary for you to better lure Bobby and Pa Morningstar. They like to hang out by the park. That’s where we’re going. Put those on, because while you may have the morals of a saint, you have the body of a harlot… within every virgin lies a fucking slut…whore…”

Ed is successfully making you feel scared again. When he realizes what he’s doing he apologizes.

“…I’m sorry Suzy. I get in another place sometimes. I guess you’ll want some privacy. I’ll wait outside.”

Uncle Ed goes upstairs to wait and you try to psyche yourself up for this ordeal. You look at the clothing and put it on which makes you feel really vulnerable. Your legs are exposed, your stomach isn’t covered. You feel almost naked.

When you exit the house it’s twilight. You didn’t realize you slept so long. Ed motions you over to his van where he beeps his horn. You feel like a hooker going to be picked up. You don’t say a word when you get in the van.

“Ah yes, you almost look the part now. But let’s do one more thing.” Ed says and then pulls something out of his jacket. It’s lipstick.

Uncle Ed gets close to apply it on you. Again you don’t say anything. It doesn’t take long, and then he shows you what you look like in a mirror. He’s done a good job. Probably better than you could have considering you’ve never worn any make up of any kind. It would appear that Uncle Ed’s done this before.

“Wish I had some eye liner, but we don’t have time for all that. Your eyes are pretty enough without it though. You’re a very lucky girl to be blessed with such natural beauty.” Ed says as he starts up the van.

The drive to the park is uneventful. When you get near there, Ed stops the van to brief you.

“Alright, I don’t want to get too close yet, but the father and son duo should be sitting at a picnic table over near that lightly wooded area way over there. I’ve been keeping up with their routines a bit, so they should be there. Now that area is a little secluded, but not enough, I need you to actually lure them into the woods. I’ll take care of the rest. After we do this, me and you will be even and I’ll be able to trust you completely.”
“What if I can’t lure them into the woods? What if they try to kill me?”
“They won’t try to kill you. They don’t do it that way. And I have faith that you’ll be able to lure them. No man can resist a whore…”

Sensing your uncle is going to his dark place again, you cut the conversation short.

“Okay, I’m leaving…” you say quickly getting out of the van and nearly running off. You’re so glad to be out of his presence.

You look around the park which is still fairly populated at this time, though most of the families are going home now. You’re drawing some looks from several teenage guys though. You get a lot of comments as well. You aren’t used to it so now you’re afraid of getting assaulted by some horny teenagers. But like most teenage guys, they do a lot of barking, but don’t actually do anything.

Eventually you reach the area your uncle was talking about. You see a young man sitting at a table by himself, you know that’s Bobby having seen him a few time before in the neighborhood. No sign of his father though. No sign of your uncle either, but you sense he’s somewhere nearby.

As you approach Bobby you see that he must be preoccupied because he isn’t even looking up. It’s like he’s deep in thought.

Searching your memory of how you’ve seen it done in movies and TV, you try your best to be seductive.

“Hello.” Is all you can think of.

Bobby looks up.

“Erm, hello? Do I know you?”
“You might. I’m Suzy. I live down the street from you.”
“Oh yeah…I haven’t seen you for quite awhile.”
“Well, I’m around, I just don’t get out much.”
“Hm. So what brings you out here?”
“Oh sometimes I like to take walks by myself. You know clear my head from family troubles.”
“Well I can understand all about family trouble, let me tell you. But I’ve never seen you here before. I come here quite a bit and I can honestly say I would remember you walking around.” Bobby says looking you up and down referring to your state of dress.

You get a little shy, and try to think of an excuse.

“Oh this get up? Well, I don’t usually dress like this, these are my sister’s clothes. I lost a bet with her. It’s a bit complicated.”
“Ah, say no more. Family again. (Sigh)”

That’s the second time Bobby’s mentioned family in a distracted manner again, so you decide to follow up on it before he presses you for more information.

“Is there something wrong?” you ask as you sit down.

Bobby looks hesitant to tell you at first, but when you smile at him from across the table, he lets down whatever guard he might’ve had up.

“It’s my Dad. He’s so demanding. I come from a very large family and just because I’m the oldest son I have all this extra responsibility! I’m expected to keep all my siblings in line, I’m supposed to take over when Dad’s gone. I’m supposed to do all this shit and it’s always been that way all my life and it sucks! Tiamat forbid that I get to do some stuff by myself.”
“Uh…Tiamat?” you question, but Bobby doesn’t stop his rant to explain that oddity.
“My Dad still treats me like a little kid sometimes. I have to go with him to do all these important things and he takes every opportunity to point out all my shortcomings, without listening to any of my ideas! We were supposed to do something to today and instead of doing it, we spent the whole day arguing. He stormed off and told me I better get my shit together by the time he comes back. In fact he left not too long after you showed up. If he saw me talking to you, he’d probably accuse me of not paying attention to my so called duties.”
“Is your dad still here, where did he go?”
“Yeah, I wouldn’t be fortunate enough for him to leave me alone that long. He went to go cool off in those woods over there…”

Your heart begins to race quicker at that thought. If Pa Morningstar went into the woods then he might’ve already run into Uncle Ed. Things on your part are probably going to be a lot easier now.

Part of you wants warn Bobby though since you sort of sympathize with him on some level.
> You don't warn him
It’s pointless, even if you did warn Bobby then what? You can’t count on him to help you and you’d be at Uncle Ed’s mercy. No, you need to go through with this.

You just hope you can convince Bobby to actually go into the woods. From the sound of it, he’s not to happy with his dad right now who’s supposed to be in the woods, so it wouldn’t be likely he’d follow you there to do anything sexual.

You decide to try a different approach.

“Bobby. I know it might not be my place, but I think you should make up with your father.”
“What?! You’re taking his side? Who the hell are you to tell me what to do?!” he snaps. “Hold on slow down, I sympathize with you. I really do. But remember he’s family.”

Bobby calms down and listens to you.

“Sometimes family can be overbearing and annoying and all of that. Trust me I know. But like I said, they’re still family. And when it comes down to it, they’re the only ones who you can usually count on. There’s a bond there. A strong one that shouldn’t be easily broken over a silly argument. I’m sure deep down you dad cares about you.”

Bobby looks at you and nods.

“Yeah…yeah…I suppose you’re right. My dad has always been there for me. For all of us. He must care, I mean I’m the next one to take his place in case anything happens to him. I guess he just wants the best for me. I need to go find him.”
“You want me to come with you?”
“Heh, no you’ve done enough. Besides I’m trying to make up with the old bastard, if he sees you, it might get complicated. I need to go alone. Thanks though. Maybe I’ll see you around sometime.” Bobby says quickly getting up to leave.
“Yeah. Maybe. H…hey I’ll stay here though in case he comes out and you miss him okay?” you shout at Bobby, but he’s already entered the woods.

You wait at the table for awhile in the darkness. There isn’t a soul around. You continue to look into the woods waiting for someone to step out. Bobby, Uncle Ed, Pa Morningstar, anyone…

“So you ready to go Suzy?” you hear Uncle Ed say as he puts a hand on your shoulder and scaring you again.
“Oh shit! Fuck! You scared me!” you gasp. “Where the hell did you come from, I didn’t see anyone come out of the woods.
“Oh I took the scenic route. You should be more alert though and look all around you so you don’t get anyone to sneak up on you again. Come on the van’s in the parking lot.”

You head towards the lot with Uncle Ed by your side the entire time. He’s pretty quiet on the way to the van. He’s not even staring at you anymore. Doesn’t make him any less creepy or dangerous though. In fact the trip back home in the van is pretty quiet as well half way through.

“So, Suzy how did you manage to do that?” Ed suddenly asks.
“Do what?”
“Get those Morningstars to go into the woods, separately too I might add. Boy that made things a lot easier. Thanks. But I never saw you. In fact I thought you’d screwed up at first when I only saw Pa Morningstar there wandering around and so early.”
“Well, he and his son had an argument. Pa stormed off into the woods to cool off, shortly before I even got there. So that’s why you bumped into him so quickly.”
“Really? Guess that was a lucky break for you then. What about the son?”
“I convinced Bobby to make up with his father, because it was important that family stick together no matter what. So he went into the woods to do so.”

Uncle Ed nods.

“Well it didn’t go quite as planned, but it went easier than I expected. And more importantly I’m pretty sure I can trust you now. But not just because you’re an accomplice to murder now, but because of what you just said about it being important that family stick together. You really do believe that don’t you?”

You look at Ed, and it takes a lot of effort, but you convince yourself that you do.

“Yes, I do.”

Ed nods again and doesn’t speak again until you get back home at which point he says one last thing to you before you get out of the van.

“You’re a good girl Suzy. A very good girl. Your Mom would be proud. Hell, you didn’t even need to rely on your looks. You’re one of the rare ones. (Sigh) Wish things were different, y’know? But things are what they are. Guess I better leave. No sense in causing you distress. This isn’t the life for you. I’ll be out of here by morning.”

Ed starts to laugh as he gets out of the van.

“Ha ha I just thought of something funny. I killed those two because they were encroaching on my territory, but now I’m leaving anyway. Oh well, guess it just wasn’t their night.”

You leave Ed to his morbid sense of humor and back to the “safety” of your basement. You don’t leave it for days. You swing from emotion to emotion. Guilt, fear, sickness, sorrow, etc. Eventually you leave to check the garage, because you just have to know if he really left, and he did. Apparently Moon Shadow and Tommy moved into the garage shortly after Ed left. The garage has been completely redecorated into a much “happier” place.

In time you learn to live with what you were involved in, but you become even more distant and introverted. You never leave the basement again.


It might be morbid curiosity that’s causing you to ask Uncle Ed. He obviously is getting money from somewhere, but you and everyone else can only guess how. It’s most likely illegal no doubt.

As you approach the door to the garage, you have a feeling of dread overcome you, but you press on anyway.

Upon opening the door you see Ed’s van and various other things that would be in a garage. Everything looks normal. Of course you haven’t actually inspected the little apartment space that exists above the garage where Ed actually sleeps.

You make your way up the steps only to find Ed isn’t there. His place isn’t exactly as you imagined it. It’s clean! Everything is neatly packed away. In fact he appears to be the neatest person in the house.

His bed is neatly made and doesn’t appear to be slept in, which is odd since his van is here, unless he made it already and went out during the day without his van. Of course that would be out of character behavior for him as you know him to be a night owl.

You shrug your shoulders and decide to wait for him. Waiting for you though doesn’t include just sitting, you start to snoop around. Without thinking anything of it you open up his large freezer…

Inside are heads and other body parts. Frozen blood paints the inside of the freezer. You scream in shock and fall backwards.

“So, now you know, what many in this family have probably already whispered about for years. Knew I shouldn’t have slept in the van last night.”

You turn your head and see Uncle Ed standing by the stairway. His clothing is caked with dried blood and he has a knife in hand.

“Oh…uh…Uncle Ed…um…” you sputter, you’re too terrified to even scream out, though Ed gives you some quick instructions on that line of thinking.

“Suzy, before you say anything else. Keep in mind that I kill pretty things like you on a regular basis. If you scream, I’ll do it again, family or not and that would be very regrettable. Besides I doubt if anyone would come running anyway.”

Ed’s threat is completely calm which makes it all the scarier. You just sit down and quietly watch him as he approaches.

“What’re you going to do to me?” you ask trying not to think about his possible answers.
“Do? Well…there’s a lot of things I WOULD do to you if you weren’t my niece. You’re just about everything I look for in a girl. Nice, pretty, young. You’re even a virgin aren’t you? Yeah you are. You know how appealing that is in this age of whores who are only suitable for rape and annihilation?” your uncle says licking his knife in front of your face before stepping back.

“Oh yes, I WOULD have lots of fun with you. However you’re family, and I always had a lot of respect for my sister. God rest her soul. And from what I know of you, you’re about the only one who followed her value system, which means you respected her too. So you’re safe for now…but…”
“But?”
“Well, call me paranoid, but it would really be foolish of me to just let you go after knowing my secret now wouldn’t it?”
“But you already said everyone in the family thinks you’re a serial killer anyway…”

Ed gets perturbed and holds his knife up.

“Now stop right there. That’s the point. They THINK that. They don’t know for sure though, and I thought I was doing a good job of keeping them all away too. (Sigh) But I’m not really worried about you telling any of them, I’m more concerned with you going to the police after you leave here. Then I have to move, and then I’d have to come back and do something bad to you when you least expect it. So what could you do that could convince me?”
“My word?”

Ed starts to laugh.

“Ha ha ha ha! You’re serious? My you are a unique one. God I wish you weren’t family…but anyway no I’m afraid that won’t do. While I’m sure you may very well be telling the truth, your moralistic view point and conscience may get the better of you one day and then where would I be. No, I need something else from you. Something that will bond us in a more meaningful way.”

You start to panic and what he might be implying and you start to cover yourself with your arms and cross your legs. Again he laughs.

“Oh no, not that my little Suzy. As much as I might like to, that’s just not something for me to place on the table. Besides it wouldn’t make me inclined to trust you anymore than I do now. Tell me Suzy, what do you know of the Morningstars?”
“The Morningstars? You mean the family that lives in that compound up the street? Not much.”
“Hmm, I thought as much. They are a strange lot, I’m surprised nobody has complained about them given their blatantly cultish ways.”
”Well people on this block tend to keep to themselves.”
“Hm, true. One reason why I like living here. It’s perfect really. But there’s really only room for one of us.”
“What do you mean?”
“Isn’t it obvious dear girl? The Morningstars ARE cultists. Not sure what they worship, but I know damn well in involves human sacrifice. I’ve kept an eye on them ever since I noticed a few of their number taking in young girls.” Ed says while starring at your body. “These girls are never seen again.”
“Uh, how do you know all this?”
“Because sometimes my work overlaps with theirs and I know my prey. And they’re encroaching on it. I don’t think they’re really aware of me yet, but I think they’ve been getting suspicious.”
“Okay so what does all this have to do with me?”
“Right, straight to the point. Well whether you want to be or not, our families are going to embark in a good old fashioned feud. And you’re going to be bait.”
“What?”
“You heard me. Now as far as I can tell the Patriarch of that family and his eldest son are in absolute control. I figure if you can help me take out those two, that family will fall into chaos and it will be a simple matter of picking off their more incompetent members at leisure.”
“So what am I supposed to do exactly?”
“Heh…yeah I guess you might very well be clueless in this sort of thing. Look Suzy, I know you’re a good girl…but within every good girl lies a filthy dirty whore. A whore that wants to be fucked and desecrated…”

Uncle Ed seems to be somewhere else for a moment, but he tries to quickly get back on track.

“…uh anyway. YOU need to get in touch with the whore that is within you. You need to flirt, seduce and beguile those two in such a way that will allow me to get them. I really don’t think you’ll have that much of a problem though.”

You take a deep breath and realize you have little choice, but to agree at this point.

“Okay. I’ll do it.”
“Good girl. I knew I could count on you. I’ll be in contact with you soon.”
“Alright, I…”

Uncle Ed grabs your arm as you try to leave.

“Remember, we’re in this together now. Don’t do anything foolish. I really wouldn’t want to have to hurt you.”

With that final warning, he lets you go.

Completely unnerved and creeped out, you run back to the basement and pace the floor wondering what you should do next.
> You call police
Wasting no time you decide to call the police. Uncle Ed cannot possibly clean up his place in time, especially not if he doesn’t know the police are being called.

You explain the situation to them, and they say they’ll send someone over right away and for you not to try to stop your uncle yourself.

Soon the police arrive. Not just one but two cop cars. On your way to meet them you bump into Peter and Kevin who are filming something pointless as usual.

“Suzy what’s going on?” Peter asks.
“The cops are here, Uncle Ed’s a serial killer!”
“HOLY SHIT! The cops? I gotta get outta here!” Kevin exclaims and runs off to hide somewhere in the house.
“Hah! I always knew something was weird with him. I’m filming this shit.” Peter says taking the camera Kevin dropped.

Before you can get to the front door you hear a crash, shouting and the screeching of a vehicle followed by gun fire! Uncle Ed is escaping in his van! You rush outside just in time to see one cop car give chase and another officer calling for backup and paramedics for his partner who was run down.

After the initial chaos has died down, the police question you and the rest of the family. They also take the opportunity to search the entire house when they find the body parts in Ed’s freezer.

This all doesn’t go over well for any of you.

They start out by questioning you, and you help out as much you can, but now you’re terrified that Ed is going to come back to kill you. You breakdown in the middle of it and have to be taken to a hospital. This fortunately allows you to miss most of the other “fun” that occurred…

Dad was half passed out, but when they tried to wake him he gets hostile and throws a punch at one of the cops. They cuff him and take him into custody.

Peter attempts to make out like he discovered everything and asking if other news crews are going to be over. They dismiss him as the annoying fuck he is and tell him if he doesn’t get the camera out of their faces they’ll take him in for obstructing a police investigation. Naturally he cries about the Bill of Rights. They follow up with taking his camera away as evidence and throw him into the back of a police car right next to Dad.

They find Kevin hiding in a cupboard. They find a large quantity of drug on him and he gets a seat in the back of yet another police car.

The worst part comes when Ben has just happened to come up from his bunker to get some supplies. He thinks government agents finally come to get him and opens fire on them. The shoot out lasts a couple hours and doesn’t end until Ben is lying dead with several gunshots in him. This of course causes great outrage and sorrow from Moon Shadow and Tommy who see this happen before their eyes. They too are taken away.

Neither one of your sisters were home at the time during this drama, but when Kelly finds out when she comes home later, she’s pissed. (Donna doesn’t find out until a couple days later since she was partying) She bails out Dad and Peter and blames you for everything. She comes to see you in the hospital and tells you that you that the house has been seized and that they’ll all have to find a new place to live! She also tells you that wherever it is they move to, you won’t be welcome back and that nobody wants to see you again for all the trouble you cause.

You try to explain your side, but none of them want to listen. It doesn’t matter that Uncle Ed was a serial killer, you disrupted the natural order of things in the house and everyone’s life has been made even worse because of it. Especially yours.

After getting released from the hospital you’re now homeless. You can’t really think of any other ideas, so you call your friend Julie and ask if you can stay with her. Fortunately she says you can, but that you’ll have to get there yourself because she’s too busy with an orgy at the moment.

Unfortunately you never make it.

Even with the police having a manhunt, even with your heightened state of danger. Uncle Ed keeps his promise.

You don’t even hear him until he’s grabbed your mouth, dragged you into an alley and whispered into your ear.

“My only regret is I won’t be able to take my time with you, traitorous bitch.”

A razor sharp knife is run across your throat, allowing for a quick clean kill. Uncle Ed then leaves you to bleed out and die.


That’s the spirit! I knew you had it in you!

Okay so you’re feeling uncharacteristically motivated today, that’s a start, but where exactly you’re going to begin is another question.

Getting a job might be the way to go, but you have no idea what you might be qualified for. You could go to a family member for help or your old friend the internet as usual.
> You ask the internet
Well it’s always been there for you before; it might as well be there for you again.

You go online and start looking up a local job site. Naturally there doesn’t seem to be anything you want to do, let alone be qualified for.

After your half-assed attempt at “looking” for a job, your attention begins to wander and you start surfing the internet like you always do. Soon you get an instant message from Julie. She hasn’t sent one in a long time; she must either have something serious to talk about or…

Parteegurl69: HAY SUZEE!1! PARTY TONITE! GET OUTTA DAT BASEMENT AND GET LAID FOR ONCE IN YOUR LIF! LOL1!!!111!

That.

Maiden4ever: Hi Julie.
Parteegurl69: HAY SO LIEK R U CUMMING TO MY PARTY? LOTZ O GUYZ WILL BE THERE!
Maiden4ever: You party all the time and there are always a lot of guys at your place, what makes this one so different?
Parteegurl69: CUZ! UR GONNA BE THERE THIS TIME! SIRISLY U NEED TO CUM. I NEED TO TALK TO YOU BOUT SOMETHING 2.
Maiden4ever: Why don’t you just tell me you think you’re pregnant again right now?
Parteegurl69: LOL. NO IZ NOT THAT. I NEED TO SEE U IN PERSON ITS SUMTHIN I GOT TO TELL U FACE 2 FACE. BUT I ALSO WANT U TO HAVE SUM FUN 2 4 ONCE.
Maiden69: You can’t tell me online?
Parteegurl69: NO I GOT TO TELL U IN PERSON. PLZ CUM!11!!!1

Normally you’re not the type to go to parties, let alone the glorified orgies she calls parties, but if she really does have something to tell you in person it has to be important. She’s never been known to exaggerate in times like this. Though you wonder if it’s really all that serious considering that she’s still having a party tonight.

Maiden4ever: Alright Julie I’ll try to be there, but if I do get there, I’ll only be there to talk to you. I’m not staying.
Parteegurl69: UR CUMMIN KEWL! C U TONIGHT AT 6!

Julie logs off and you continue to browse the internet for hours like you were doing. Eventually you hear a faint knock on the door and whispering.

You quickly open the door and see Peter and his friend Kevin standing there.

“Oh hi Suzy, we were just wondering if you’d like to have the honor in being in my movie.”
“Bullshit. You were seeing if I was in here or not to steal more of my clothes! I told you to stop that!”
“I wasn’t! I seriously wanted to know if you’d be interested in taking part in the movie.”
“Peter, you’ve been making this so called movie for like two years now, what the hell is it even about? I mean the only thing I’ve seen you do is walk around the house filming insignificant stuff. I mean have you even posted any of your crap on YouTube at least to see if ANYONE would even be interested?”
“YouTube? Pshaw! I AM a film maker! Not some fly by night hack! I’m creating a vision! My movie is going to be about life! It’ll be the best art house movie ever! So, you should be grateful that I’m allowing you the chance to be in this thing at all!”
“Gee, I’m so flattered. Anyway don’t you already have a ton of footage of me already? I mean your pervo junkie friend is always aiming the camera at me when I’m around. Just like now.” You say pointing at Kevin who is shamelessly pointing the camera at your crotch.

“No, Suzy. That footage is mostly unusable will be edited. I need real scene with you. So how about it? I promise I’ll stop borrowing your clothes and I’ll give you five percent of the profits this movie will make along with credit! And trust me when this thing becomes well known you’ll thank me that I gave you this generous offer!”
“(Sigh) How long is this going to take?”
“It may very well go into the night! So if you want in, I suggest you clear your schedule. Hah, look at who I’m talking to, you don’t have a life, so what else have you got to do?”

Peter’s obnoxiousness aside, you almost don’t mind doing this if it’ll get him to stop stealing your clothes. You also aren’t completely gung-ho about going to Julie’s party either.
> You help Peter with his movie
“Oh alright, I’ll help you with your movie.”
“Excellent! You’ll see in time that you made the right decision. Okay, Kevin go fetch the supplies.”
“Supplies?” you ask as Kevin complies and gives Peter the camcorder.
“Oh just some props and such.” Peter starts to look around your room and then places the camcorder in a position so it’s facing your bed. “There, that should do it for the initial scene. I’ll take it in for a close up later.”
“Excuse me, but WHAT are you exactly intending to film here?”
“The love scene for my movie of course.”

While you stand in disbelief, Kevin comes back stripped to his underwear with a big bag in one hand and some lube in his other.

“Woo! Yeah! I’m ready to do this thing!” Kevin says in a hyper tone. Apparently he’s taken something to speed him up.
“NO NO NO NO! I am NOT having sex on camera! Least of all with that disgusting freak!”
“What’s the big deal? It’s just sex. Look if it’ll make you feel any better, Kevin will wear a condom.”
“What? That wasn’t part of the plan. You said I could fuck her straight bareback if she agreed to help us…”
“NOBODY IS FUCKING ME!” you yell to make yourself heard and your attitude on the situation final, unfortunately Kevin doesn’t seem to get it.

“Aw come on Suzy, I know you gotta be dyin’ to get laid.” He says and starts to grope your breasts with one hand, and grind up against your ass. You can feel his little cock poking you and that’s when you totally lose it.

“Leave me the fuck alone asshole!” you say and throw Kevin on the floor. You then proceed to kick him.

“Ah! Shit! Damn! Fuck! Feels good!” Kevin says. Sonofabitch is actually enjoying you kick the shit out of him. To be quite honest you’re starting to like it too, you wonder if you’ve learned something about yourself today.

Peter of course gets a cunning plan.

“Y’know, this could still work. Suzy would you be interested in wearing a dominatrix outfit while you beat the hell out of Kevin? You wouldn’t have to have sex with him and this could still serve as the romance scene for my movie.”
> You agree with Peter's idea
“Sure, why not, I’m just getting started.” You say stopping momentarily from kicking Kevin.
“Great! My movie will be even better! There’s a dominatrix outfit in that bag, don’t worry nobody else has worn it yet.”

You quickly get the outfit and head to the small enclosed toilet area in the basement to change. The leather “catsuit” is a tight fit, but that’s to be expected. You feel a sense of euphoria overwhelm you, never before have to felt so comfortable.

When you leave, you see Peter has the camera in hand and Kevin is all stretched out and tied up to one of the hanging ceiling pipes in the main area of the basement, rather than your room. Which is just as well since you really didn’t want any mess there

“Hey you look great Suzy. You’ll find some useful tools in that bag too. Just grab some and do whatever comes natural.”

And you do. Boy, do you ever! You start out by whipping Kevin on his back at first. Much like the kicking, he seems to enjoy it.

You then move on to a big paddle and start spanking his bare ass. Again he likes it. He’s also probably not registering a lot of the pain due to his drug intake. This frustrates you. You want him to HURT.

You pull out a big ass dildo next…

He feels that. Boy, does he ever!

“Peter! This wasn’t part of the deal! I don’t want to be ARGH penetrated!”
“Shut up and like it, bitch!” you snarl.
“Beautiful! This is great stuff!” Peter exclaims getting a close up.

You continue to abuse Kevin’s rectum with the dildo for a good ten minutes the whole time he’s begging you to stop. It’s completely covered in blood and shit by the time you’re tired of using it.

“Is that it? Damn I was hoping for more.” Peter says.
“…No…no more…no…” Kevin sputters in exhausted pain.

You say nothing and throw the dildo back in the bag and reach in for something else, namely a strap on. You quickly adjust it to your leather catsuit.

This time you put a ball gag on Kevin so that he can’t scream as loud from the irreparable damage you’re about to do to his motherfucking asshole.

Peter is there get shot after shot of the fairly gruesome scene. He makes sure to get a close up of the anguish on Kevin’s face, and the look of ecstasy in yours when you have an orgasm sometime during your rape of Kevin’s gaping hole.

Eventually Kevin passes out from the pain and you decide you’ve had your fill too. Peter stops filming.

“That was better than I could’ve imagined! Thanks Suzy! I swear you are definitely getting credit and five percent of profits from this movie when it becomes a hit! Man, I never knew you had that in you. You should think about doing that full time. You could get paid serious money. Hell you already have the dungeon atmosphere for it. Go ahead and keep the outfit and bag of goodies, I get the feeling you’ll be wanting them.”

Peter unties Kevin and carries his unconscious body out the door.

You take Peter’s advice under strong consideration. You were looking for a job; well this would be a good one. You could schedule clients online, be your own boss and never even have to leave the basement. Best of all you can have mind blowing orgasms and technically not actually have to fuck anyone thus retaining your good girl status.

And so it happens, you pursue this life with a new found motivation. While you never do gain fame and fortune from Peter’s failure of a “movie” you do gain fame and fortune as the best dominatrix in the tri-state area.


“Oh alright, I’ll help you with your movie.”
“Excellent! You’ll see in time that you made the right decision. Okay, Kevin go fetch the supplies.”
“Supplies?” you ask as Kevin complies and gives Peter the camcorder.
“Oh just some props and such.” Peter starts to look around your room and then places the camcorder in a position so it’s facing your bed. “There, that should do it for the initial scene. I’ll take it in for a close up later.”
“Excuse me, but WHAT are you exactly intending to film here?”
“The love scene for my movie of course.”

While you stand in disbelief, Kevin comes back stripped to his underwear with a big bag in one hand and some lube in his other.

“Woo! Yeah! I’m ready to do this thing!” Kevin says in a hyper tone. Apparently he’s taken something to speed him up.
“NO NO NO NO! I am NOT having sex on camera! Least of all with that disgusting freak!”
“What’s the big deal? It’s just sex. Look if it’ll make you feel any better, Kevin will wear a condom.”
“What? That wasn’t part of the plan. You said I could fuck her straight bareback if she agreed to help us…”
“NOBODY IS FUCKING ME!” you yell to make yourself heard and your attitude on the situation final, unfortunately Kevin doesn’t seem to get it.

“Aw come on Suzy, I know you gotta be dyin’ to get laid.” He says and starts to grope your breasts with one hand, and grind up against your ass. You can feel his little cock poking you and that’s when you totally lose it.

“Leave me the fuck alone asshole!” you say and throw Kevin on the floor. You then proceed to kick him.

“Ah! Shit! Damn! Fuck! Feels good!” Kevin says. Sonofabitch is actually enjoying you kick the shit out of him. To be quite honest you’re starting to like it too, you wonder if you’ve learned something about yourself today.

Peter of course gets a cunning plan.

“Y’know, this could still work. Suzy would you be interested in wearing a dominatrix outfit while you beat the hell out of Kevin? You wouldn’t have to have sex with him and this could still serve as the romance scene for my movie.”
> You throw Peter out of your room
“Get the hell outta here too Peter! And stop stealing my damn clothes!” you yell pushing Peter towards the door.
“Alright, alright! Shit. Alright Kevin looks like you’re fucking me for this scene.”

Kevin gets up and stumbles towards the door.

“Aw damn Peter, I really wanted to fuck your sister this time.”
“Yeah well she’s being an uptight bitch as usual. Come on it’s not like we haven’t done this before.”

You stop them for one second before they leave.

“Wait a minute, you guys are together?”
“Well I wouldn’t say that. Kevin has been helping me a lot, but I don’t have any money to actually pay him most of the time. I see sex as a mutually beneficial exchange. Fortunately Kevin is very liberal when it comes to sex, however as you’re well aware Kevin has a bit of a thing for you. Hence why I borrow your clothes sometimes to dress up as you, though I really do think they look a lot better on me.” Peter sniffs.

You shake your head at all this sordid nonsense and give them both a shove before slamming the door.

You didn’t get much accomplished, but at least you prevented anymore of your clothing from getting stolen today.


Well it’s always been there for you before; it might as well be there for you again.

You go online and start looking up a local job site. Naturally there doesn’t seem to be anything you want to do, let alone be qualified for.

After your half-assed attempt at “looking” for a job, your attention begins to wander and you start surfing the internet like you always do. Soon you get an instant message from Julie. She hasn’t sent one in a long time; she must either have something serious to talk about or…

Parteegurl69: HAY SUZEE!1! PARTY TONITE! GET OUTTA DAT BASEMENT AND GET LAID FOR ONCE IN YOUR LIF! LOL1!!!111!

That.

Maiden4ever: Hi Julie.
Parteegurl69: HAY SO LIEK R U CUMMING TO MY PARTY? LOTZ O GUYZ WILL BE THERE!
Maiden4ever: You party all the time and there are always a lot of guys at your place, what makes this one so different?
Parteegurl69: CUZ! UR GONNA BE THERE THIS TIME! SIRISLY U NEED TO CUM. I NEED TO TALK TO YOU BOUT SOMETHING 2.
Maiden4ever: Why don’t you just tell me you think you’re pregnant again right now?
Parteegurl69: LOL. NO IZ NOT THAT. I NEED TO SEE U IN PERSON ITS SUMTHIN I GOT TO TELL U FACE 2 FACE. BUT I ALSO WANT U TO HAVE SUM FUN 2 4 ONCE.
Maiden69: You can’t tell me online?
Parteegurl69: NO I GOT TO TELL U IN PERSON. PLZ CUM!11!!!1

Normally you’re not the type to go to parties, let alone the glorified orgies she calls parties, but if she really does have something to tell you in person it has to be important. She’s never been known to exaggerate in times like this. Though you wonder if it’s really all that serious considering that she’s still having a party tonight.

Maiden4ever: Alright Julie I’ll try to be there, but if I do get there, I’ll only be there to talk to you. I’m not staying.
Parteegurl69: UR CUMMIN KEWL! C U TONIGHT AT 6!

Julie logs off and you continue to browse the internet for hours like you were doing. Eventually you hear a faint knock on the door and whispering.

You quickly open the door and see Peter and his friend Kevin standing there.

“Oh hi Suzy, we were just wondering if you’d like to have the honor in being in my movie.”
“Bullshit. You were seeing if I was in here or not to steal more of my clothes! I told you to stop that!”
“I wasn’t! I seriously wanted to know if you’d be interested in taking part in the movie.”
“Peter, you’ve been making this so called movie for like two years now, what the hell is it even about? I mean the only thing I’ve seen you do is walk around the house filming insignificant stuff. I mean have you even posted any of your crap on YouTube at least to see if ANYONE would even be interested?”
“YouTube? Pshaw! I AM a film maker! Not some fly by night hack! I’m creating a vision! My movie is going to be about life! It’ll be the best art house movie ever! So, you should be grateful that I’m allowing you the chance to be in this thing at all!”
“Gee, I’m so flattered. Anyway don’t you already have a ton of footage of me already? I mean your pervo junkie friend is always aiming the camera at me when I’m around. Just like now.” You say pointing at Kevin who is shamelessly pointing the camera at your crotch.

“No, Suzy. That footage is mostly unusable will be edited. I need real scene with you. So how about it? I promise I’ll stop borrowing your clothes and I’ll give you five percent of the profits this movie will make along with credit! And trust me when this thing becomes well known you’ll thank me that I gave you this generous offer!”
“(Sigh) How long is this going to take?”
“It may very well go into the night! So if you want in, I suggest you clear your schedule. Hah, look at who I’m talking to, you don’t have a life, so what else have you got to do?”

Peter’s obnoxiousness aside, you almost don’t mind doing this if it’ll get him to stop stealing your clothes. You also aren’t completely gung-ho about going to Julie’s party either.
> You prove you have a life and go to the party
“Peter contrary to popular belief, I do have a life. I’m going to a party tonight!” you say indignantly.
“Hmm, I find that hard to believe, but if you don’t want to be part of what will be the greatest movie ever, ‘tis your loss, not mine.” Peter says and leaves with Kevin who’s still pointing the camera at you until you slam the door in his face.

You groan when you now realize you’re going to a party that will most likely have several “Kevins” all attempting to get in your pants. Still, you’ve never not been there for Julie when she’s really wanted or needed you and that seems to be the case now. So you’re going.

You try to find something to wear that’s not going to cause the natives to get too restless, but then you remember it won’t matter, so you just wear something comfortable to you.

Your walk to Julie’s is relatively uneventful and you get there exactly at six o clock. Julie is unusually sober. Granted the party hasn’t quite started yet, but that’s never stopped her before.

“Suzy? What the hell are you doing here? Nobody else has arrived yet!”
“Uh you told me six, so I’m here at six.” You say totally not grasping the concept of being fashionably late.

Julie laughs and puts her hand on your shoulder.

“Oh Suzy, you are just so precious sometimes. That’s why despite our differences I’ve always considered you my best friend after all these years.”
“Uh huh. So what did you want to see me about?” you ask
“Oh we can talk about that later, you should enjoy yourself now.”
“Julie, as you pointed out nobody else is here yet! Also, I just came over to talk to you, not hang out at your party, so now is a good time to tell me. You said it was important.”

Julie begins to get a little nervous now, and tries to avoid the situation.

“Ha ha, yeah well. Maybe it wasn’t as important as I thought I guess. It’s funny to see you here; I almost didn’t expect you to come, but now that you are, stay!”
“Julie, you mean to tell me you wasted my time, and lied to me?”
“No! I just…yeah I guess it’s important, I just can’t tell you right now. I will later I promise. Please can’t you just stay for the party?”

It’s apparent that Julie really does want you to stick around, but at this point you’re very exasperated. You don’t like leaving your basement without a good reason.

You didn’t come here to play games. You give Julie one last chance.

“Look Julie, if you don’t tell me what’s going on right now I’m leaving.”
“No! Please no! If I don’t tell you now I might never…I need a drink first.” She says and goes to her liquor cabinet, but you stop her.

“Dammit WHAT?!” you yell into her face while grabbing both of her arms.

Julie breaks free of your grip and grasps your face to kiss you full on the lips passionately. You’re so surprised that you don’t resist at first, but eventually you push her off of you.

“I love you Suzy! I think I always have! I think you’re my soul mate!” she blurts out. “There I said it.”

You’re in too much shock to even reply at this revelation. All you know is she wasn’t joking about it being important.

“Whew, I feel like a great weight has been lifted off of me. I thought I wasn’t going to be able to tell you without being drunk, but I’m glad you forced it out of me. You always lead me to the right decision. It’s why I love you.”
“Stop…just stop Julie.” You say, sitting down trying to take all this in.

“What’s wrong Suzy? I mean I thought you might be into this.”
“What? And what made you think that?”
“Oh come on Suzy, you’re still a fucking virgin. You’ve never shown any interest in guys, so I’m pretty sure that it’s obvious that you’re a closet lesbian.”
“Glad it’s obvious to you, because it sure wasn’t to me. Look I need to wrap my head around this. I gotta get out of here.”
“But…but…”
“But what Julie? What am I supposed to do fall down on my knees and start munching your rug? Look maybe YOU’VE had those feelings, but I haven’t. I mean I suppose we’re friends and all, but quite frankly we’re VERY different people and wouldn’t be compatible in a relationship even if I was so inclined to pursue one with a woman. Which I’m not. At least not now.”

Julie begins to look very hurt and upset.

“But…you could right?”
“Look Julie, it’s not going to happen. First of all you’d have to undergo some serious lifestyle changes which I doubt if you’re even capable of. Second of all I question whether or not what you feel right now is going to last. You have a habit of falling in love every other week.”
“No it not like that! I’ve always felt this way! And I’ll do anything for us to be together!”
“Julie, forgive me if I don’t share your delusions. Look, I know that you probably believe what you’re saying, but let’s just forget about this shall we?”

At this point Julie starts to cry which is followed up by her running into the bathroom and slamming the door. You think about trying to console her, but that’s probably only going to make things worse.

Lacking any other ideas, you decide to go home and let Julie work it out herself.

On your way home, you run into Donna and a bunch of her slutty friends.

“Suzy? What the hell are YOU doing out of the basement, you never go anywhere!” Donna says.
“I’m coming back from Julie’s. It’s a long story.”
“Coming back from there? We’re going there! Julie invited all of us to her party. Normally we wouldn’t get there so early, but we figured we’d like to get the first dibs on the guys.”
“Yeah she invited me too, but she wanted to talk about something else.” You say and then feel the need to tell Donna more.

“Uh…Donna can I talk to you about something in private?”
“Sure, hey you guys just go on, I’ll catch up.” Donna tells her friends.

After her friends leave you tell Donna everything that happened between you and Julie. Donna’s intrigued, but is shocked at your response.

“So you just left her to cry?”
“Well yeah, I mean if I stayed I would’ve just made things worse. She’ll get over it.”
“No she won’t! She basically just admitted to you that she’s loved you all her life and had a hard time even admitting it to you. And you basically just stomped all over her little heart! She’s supposed to be your friend. The ONLY one you really have, and you didn’t even give her a chance!”
“Yeah, key word being FRIEND. I never felt that way and I’ve known Julie a lot longer and better than you have and she’s incapable of having a stable relationship with anyone. She’s wild party girl just like you.”

Now Donna gets offend by your rude choice of words.

“Oh I see. Just because Julie isn’t some stick in the mud flying nun who’s only knowledge of a so called relationship is with a piece of battery powered machinery, she’s a whore that’s incapable of change or true feelings huh?”

“That’s not…”
And you see me and Julie as one of the same too, right?”
“I didn’t…”
“Fuck you Suzy! I know what you think. Let me tell you what I think! I think you’re an emotional cripple who’s so fucking scared of the real world so you hide out from it in your goddamn basement! So scared that you’ll get hurt that you miss out on shit that COULD be good for your uptight ass! Well fuck that, I’d rather be a whore than some scared virginal recluse!”

You’re left speechless as Donna storms off who says one more parting shot.

“And I dunno why you’re claiming not to be interested in Julie anyway. It’s pretty obvious that you’re a lesbian.”
> You head back home
You head back home and don’t give Donna’s self-righteous speech another thought. She hasn’t known Julie as long or even as well as you have. She thinks she knows everything and is probably defending her because she has more in common with Julie’s “lifestyle” than yours. Hell, they ARE one of the same.

You know Julie, she’ll get over this “crush” just like she has with other past “relationships” namely through partying, fucking and drinking. She’ll probably be trying to convince you to go to another party next month and everything will be back to normal.

Still, part of you does wonder if Julie did really “love” you as much as she claimed. You wonder if she would’ve changed had you given in to her advances. You shake your head at such thoughts though.

You head back home and to the comfort of your basement. Perhaps you are playing it safe, but in your opinion, it’s better to be safe than sorry.


“Peter contrary to popular belief, I do have a life. I’m going to a party tonight!” you say indignantly.
“Hmm, I find that hard to believe, but if you don’t want to be part of what will be the greatest movie ever, ‘tis your loss, not mine.” Peter says and leaves with Kevin who’s still pointing the camera at you until you slam the door in his face.

You groan when you now realize you’re going to a party that will most likely have several “Kevins” all attempting to get in your pants. Still, you’ve never not been there for Julie when she’s really wanted or needed you and that seems to be the case now. So you’re going.

You try to find something to wear that’s not going to cause the natives to get too restless, but then you remember it won’t matter, so you just wear something comfortable to you.

Your walk to Julie’s is relatively uneventful and you get there exactly at six o clock. Julie is unusually sober. Granted the party hasn’t quite started yet, but that’s never stopped her before.

“Suzy? What the hell are you doing here? Nobody else has arrived yet!”
“Uh you told me six, so I’m here at six.” You say totally not grasping the concept of being fashionably late.

Julie laughs and puts her hand on your shoulder.

“Oh Suzy, you are just so precious sometimes. That’s why despite our differences I’ve always considered you my best friend after all these years.”
“Uh huh. So what did you want to see me about?” you ask
“Oh we can talk about that later, you should enjoy yourself now.”
“Julie, as you pointed out nobody else is here yet! Also, I just came over to talk to you, not hang out at your party, so now is a good time to tell me. You said it was important.”

Julie begins to get a little nervous now, and tries to avoid the situation.

“Ha ha, yeah well. Maybe it wasn’t as important as I thought I guess. It’s funny to see you here; I almost didn’t expect you to come, but now that you are, stay!”
“Julie, you mean to tell me you wasted my time, and lied to me?”
“No! I just…yeah I guess it’s important, I just can’t tell you right now. I will later I promise. Please can’t you just stay for the party?”

It’s apparent that Julie really does want you to stick around, but at this point you’re very exasperated. You don’t like leaving your basement without a good reason.

You didn’t come here to play games. You give Julie one last chance.

“Look Julie, if you don’t tell me what’s going on right now I’m leaving.”
“No! Please no! If I don’t tell you now I might never…I need a drink first.” She says and goes to her liquor cabinet, but you stop her.

“Dammit WHAT?!” you yell into her face while grabbing both of her arms.

Julie breaks free of your grip and grasps your face to kiss you full on the lips passionately. You’re so surprised that you don’t resist at first, but eventually you push her off of you.

“I love you Suzy! I think I always have! I think you’re my soul mate!” she blurts out. “There I said it.”

You’re in too much shock to even reply at this revelation. All you know is she wasn’t joking about it being important.

“Whew, I feel like a great weight has been lifted off of me. I thought I wasn’t going to be able to tell you without being drunk, but I’m glad you forced it out of me. You always lead me to the right decision. It’s why I love you.”
“Stop…just stop Julie.” You say, sitting down trying to take all this in.

“What’s wrong Suzy? I mean I thought you might be into this.”
“What? And what made you think that?”
“Oh come on Suzy, you’re still a fucking virgin. You’ve never shown any interest in guys, so I’m pretty sure that it’s obvious that you’re a closet lesbian.”
“Glad it’s obvious to you, because it sure wasn’t to me. Look I need to wrap my head around this. I gotta get out of here.”
“But…but…”
“But what Julie? What am I supposed to do fall down on my knees and start munching your rug? Look maybe YOU’VE had those feelings, but I haven’t. I mean I suppose we’re friends and all, but quite frankly we’re VERY different people and wouldn’t be compatible in a relationship even if I was so inclined to pursue one with a woman. Which I’m not. At least not now.”

Julie begins to look very hurt and upset.

“But…you could right?”
“Look Julie, it’s not going to happen. First of all you’d have to undergo some serious lifestyle changes which I doubt if you’re even capable of. Second of all I question whether or not what you feel right now is going to last. You have a habit of falling in love every other week.”
“No it not like that! I’ve always felt this way! And I’ll do anything for us to be together!”
“Julie, forgive me if I don’t share your delusions. Look, I know that you probably believe what you’re saying, but let’s just forget about this shall we?”

At this point Julie starts to cry which is followed up by her running into the bathroom and slamming the door. You think about trying to console her, but that’s probably only going to make things worse.

Lacking any other ideas, you decide to go home and let Julie work it out herself.

On your way home, you run into Donna and a bunch of her slutty friends.

“Suzy? What the hell are YOU doing out of the basement, you never go anywhere!” Donna says.
“I’m coming back from Julie’s. It’s a long story.”
“Coming back from there? We’re going there! Julie invited all of us to her party. Normally we wouldn’t get there so early, but we figured we’d like to get the first dibs on the guys.”
“Yeah she invited me too, but she wanted to talk about something else.” You say and then feel the need to tell Donna more.

“Uh…Donna can I talk to you about something in private?”
“Sure, hey you guys just go on, I’ll catch up.” Donna tells her friends.

After her friends leave you tell Donna everything that happened between you and Julie. Donna’s intrigued, but is shocked at your response.

“So you just left her to cry?”
“Well yeah, I mean if I stayed I would’ve just made things worse. She’ll get over it.”
“No she won’t! She basically just admitted to you that she’s loved you all her life and had a hard time even admitting it to you. And you basically just stomped all over her little heart! She’s supposed to be your friend. The ONLY one you really have, and you didn’t even give her a chance!”
“Yeah, key word being FRIEND. I never felt that way and I’ve known Julie a lot longer and better than you have and she’s incapable of having a stable relationship with anyone. She’s wild party girl just like you.”

Now Donna gets offend by your rude choice of words.

“Oh I see. Just because Julie isn’t some stick in the mud flying nun who’s only knowledge of a so called relationship is with a piece of battery powered machinery, she’s a whore that’s incapable of change or true feelings huh?”

“That’s not…”
And you see me and Julie as one of the same too, right?”
“I didn’t…”
“Fuck you Suzy! I know what you think. Let me tell you what I think! I think you’re an emotional cripple who’s so fucking scared of the real world so you hide out from it in your goddamn basement! So scared that you’ll get hurt that you miss out on shit that COULD be good for your uptight ass! Well fuck that, I’d rather be a whore than some scared virginal recluse!”

You’re left speechless as Donna storms off who says one more parting shot.

“And I dunno why you’re claiming not to be interested in Julie anyway. It’s pretty obvious that you’re a lesbian.”
> You go back to Julie's house
Donna’s outburst has made you realize that she’s absolutely right. You do hide out in the basement from the real world because you’re scared of getting hurt.

You ponder several times on whether or not to go back to Julie’s and finally you do.

When you get there, a few more people have arrived. Most of Donna’s friends are already talking to various guys. No sign of Donna or Julie though. You ask where they are and someone dismissively says her bedroom.

Your heart sinks when you hear this. You can’t believe you were briefly swayed by Donna’s self-righteous speech! Here you were thinking that maybe she was right, and what happens? She’s fucking Julie! You’re just glad you didn’t allow yourself to get too emotionally involved to get hurt, but you are mad and fully intend on giving the both of them a piece of your mind!

You quickly make your way to Julie’s bedroom and throw open the door.

“JULIE! DONNA! ...Oh.”

You see Donna and Julie sitting a respectable distance from each other, they both look in your direction with surprise on their face. Still, you maintain your suspicion.

“…what’re you doing here Donna?”
“I was trying to console Julie, by telling her that you didn’t mean to be a bitch, it was just you didn’t know how to react to human emotions. And what’re you doing here storming in like that…wait. YOU thought me and Julie were in here having sex didn’t you?!”

You sputter and answer.

“Well…I…”
“Yes you did! So were you jealous or something?” Donna asks.
“NO! I was just…look. I took what you told me into consideration I decide you might be right. So I came back here, and when someone told me you and Julie were in the bedroom together, I just sort of got a little crazy.”
“Jeez, Suzy I know you think I’m slutty, but I wouldn’t have rebounded with your sister!” Julie sniffles still wiping her eyes.
“Yeah, I would’ve thought by now that you knew I kept my sluttiness to just guys. No offense.” Donna adds with smirk on her face.

You sit down coming to grips with all that has gone on within the last few moments. Donna at this point decides to leave.

“I think the both of you have a lot to talk about, so I’m going back to the party.”

Julie turns to you, still wiping her eyes.

“So, you came back.”
“Yeah, I came back.”
“Not to break my heart again I hope.”
“Alright Julie let’s not be overly dramatic. Look, I suppose on some level I might like you. I’ve never just considered us together like that before, but Donna said some things that sort of ring true. However, that doesn’t mean I’m throwing all my beliefs out the window. If we do this, I mean if you’re REALLY this serious about us. I need you promise me that from here on out, that I’M the ONLY one.”

Julie walks over to you and grabs your hand tightly.

“You will be. I swear, I’ll change for you, because I love you.”

At this point Julie moves in to kiss you again, but this time you don’t push her away. The pair of you embrace and begin to remove each other clothes. For the first time you don’t ponder getting hurt or anything like that, you just live in the moment.

Julie’s naked body lies on top of yours. You feel the warmth of her and enjoy her tongue which first explores your breasts and eventually your clit. You then feel her fingers enter inside you. Your back arches in excitement as she proceeds to bring you closer to a climax.

You don’t get a chance to return the favor because when Julie finally causes you to have an orgasm you soon fall asleep completely satisfied.

A couple hours later you feel something completely different. Something going inside you. You open your eyes and see a teenage guy on top of you. He’s a little shocked when you scream, which is good because it gives you enough time to push him off of you and roll of the bed. You pick up a nearby lamp ready to throw it if necessary.

“Whoa whoa whoa! No need for that! I thought you were passed out!” The teenager explains.
“Passed out? And that gave you the right to try to rape me?”
“Hey it’s not rape! I wasn’t hitting you or forcing you or anything.” He replies, totally oblivious to the fact that what he was doing was wrong.

You refuse to argue with this teenage idiot and chase him with the lamp until he runs out the bedroom door. You get dressed as quickly as you can to find Julie. From the sound of the music it’s apparent that the party is now in full swing.

You don’t really want to think it, but you know damn well what’s going to happen next.

You leave the bedroom and ask where Julie is; various people say they don’t know. While fighting your way through the crowd you bump into Donna.

“Hey, oh uh…”
“Donna, where’s Julie?”
“…Suzy maybe you were right…”
“Donna, where the fuck is Julie?”
“Suzy you don’t really want to see…let’s just go home.”
“Don’t tell me what I don’t want to see. I’m a big girl, now where is Julie?”
“…she’s in the backyard…I’m sorry…”

You make your way to the backyard and that’s when you see Julie. She’s engaging in her favorite past time of blowing one guy while another rails her from behind. You step up past the on looking crowd. Julie sees you out the corner of her eye and you get the impression she’d try to explain if she didn’t have a dick in her mouth.

“It’s alright Julie, I know you’re real busy right now and can’t talk so just listen. I don’t blame you. I allowed myself to be temporarily swayed. Actually it’s a good thing this happened so soon, I didn’t get too hurt and it just proves I was right all along. Besides, I guess I can thank you for the sex at least. I’m sure its experience that we’ll both remember, because it’s not going to happen again. Don’t contact me again for anything. Goodbye Julie.”

You walk away and a few seconds later you her Julie in the background calling for you, but you quickly lose her in the crowd.

You head home and back to your basement. It’s odd, but you aren’t really upset by this whole ordeal. True, you are a little disappointed, because on some level maybe you wanted it to go well, but now that it failed so spectacularly you don’t really care. If anything you don’t ever have to put up with Julie’s chaotic cries for help ever again.

Maybe that’s why you aren’t upset. You managed to cut off yet another link to the outside world which gives even more of an excuse to remain in your basement.

But you’ve had enough of thinking about this for tonight; you go to sleep even more secure in the fact that your way of “life” is the correct one.


You wake up to another day in your sheltered little world.

“Sheltered” is probably a little inaccurate, but you’re about as close as you can get in your dysfunctional family.

Your upbringing for you and all your siblings, quite frankly sucked, and it made you very introverted and unmotivated. It’s probably why you’re over 18 and still living at home.

You’re a basement dweller.

However we shouldn’t be too hard on you. Your other four siblings are also living at home along with a few other freeloading family members. You just happen to be living in the basement.

Fucked up parenting aside, you actually have potential, if you’d just break out of your shell. You aren’t unintelligent. You at least graduated high school, watch the learning/history channel and read weird shit on the internet all day.

You aren’t even unattractive, though your mom always drilled it into you and your sisters head that you were always to be “good girls”. It only really worked on you though; as a result you’ve never had a boyfriend. (Or girlfriend for that matter) You don’t even have that much contact with the world outside your house anymore. The world’s a dangerous place and you feel much safer in your house.

Again, this thinking of yours is misguided as being out of the house of your crazy ass family would probably be a lot safer. Of course you rarely even leave the basement nowadays anyway. Seems like your world is getting smaller with each passing day.

Of course you could do something a little out of the ordinary today and try to change your lot in life.

How about it? Want to give it that old college try? (Even though you never went to college?)
> You dunno, sounds scary! Better stay in the basement!
Alright, I understand, you have everything you want in the basement and even if you don’t you don’t have far to go get it. The outside world doesn’t really hold any interest for you, so there’s little point in going through the hassle of dealing with it. And living in the basement has worked out for you so far more or less, so why mess with success right?

But you must also understand that just hanging out in the basement for the rest of your life doesn’t usually offer much in the way of excitement. At least not without some sort of outside stimulus anyway, and with all the rest of the drama going on in the house, everyone usually forgets about you and you happily stay out of it most of the time.

So this little story will come to an end right here.


You wake up to another day in your sheltered little world.

“Sheltered” is probably a little inaccurate, but you’re about as close as you can get in your dysfunctional family.

Your upbringing for you and all your siblings, quite frankly sucked, and it made you very introverted and unmotivated. It’s probably why you’re over 18 and still living at home.

You’re a basement dweller.

However we shouldn’t be too hard on you. Your other four siblings are also living at home along with a few other freeloading family members. You just happen to be living in the basement.

Fucked up parenting aside, you actually have potential, if you’d just break out of your shell. You aren’t unintelligent. You at least graduated high school, watch the learning/history channel and read weird shit on the internet all day.

You aren’t even unattractive, though your mom always drilled it into you and your sisters head that you were always to be “good girls”. It only really worked on you though; as a result you’ve never had a boyfriend. (Or girlfriend for that matter) You don’t even have that much contact with the world outside your house anymore. The world’s a dangerous place and you feel much safer in your house.

Again, this thinking of yours is misguided as being out of the house of your crazy ass family would probably be a lot safer. Of course you rarely even leave the basement nowadays anyway. Seems like your world is getting smaller with each passing day.

Of course you could do something a little out of the ordinary today and try to change your lot in life.

How about it? Want to give it that old college try? (Even though you never went to college?)
> You who the hell are all these fucked up people in your house? (Cast of Characters)
Suzy: This is you. We already went over what the fuck your problem was on the first page. Let’s move on shall we?

Ben: This is your older brother and the oldest of your siblings. He’s a paranoid survivalist nut that trains for inevitable apocalypse that’s going to come. He walks around armed at all times and is convinced that THEY are out to get him. He also has a misguided biracial hippy girlfriend by the name of Moonshadow and an illegitimate son with her by the name of Tommy who is an idiot savant. Currently they all live out in the backyard though Ben’s been building an underground bunker of some sort out there.

Kelly: This is your Amazonian older sister. She’s in a small time roller derby league and has been known to do some illegal underground fight club shit on the side. She’s probably the only one in the house that has closest thing to a “real” job. Kelly’s never liked you, for various reasons. When you two were growing up she’d always try to take every opportunity she could to abuse you in some way. Fortunately she’s mostly too busy working to engage in physical or psychological torture on you nowadays.

Peter: This is your younger brother. He’s a pretentious effeminate aspiring film maker who has the annoying habit of attempting to record everything with his camcorder. Has the disturbing habit of stealing your clothes and wearing them. He also hangs out with a junkie drug dealer from school by the name of Kevin who is always lecherously looking at you when you’re around.

Donna: This is your younger sister and the youngest of your siblings. She’s probably the most “normal” out of all of you. Perhaps a little on the wild side, but nothing excessively out of hand, basically your typical high school girl who hangs out with others similar to her. She’s probably the most alright with you, though sometimes she urges that you should get out more.

Dad: This is your Dad (George McCray is his real name). He used to be a traveling lightning rod salesman. He’s retired now and hasn’t really been the same since your Mom died. He’s usually in various stages of drunkenness and nobody much pays any serious attention to him anymore. It’s not like he was around for the parenting process anyway.

Mom: This is your Mom (Bertha McCray is her real name). Despite her overprotective moralist views on how you and your sisters should act, she was probably the one who kept some semblance of order on the family. When the flesh eating virus consumed her years ago, everyone missed her a lot especially your dad. Eventually she was cremated and her ashes are kept in your Dad’s room.

Ed: This is your really creepy uncle and brother of your late mother. It was her dying wish that he have some place to stay, so he lives in the garage which he’s pretty much made his domain as most other family members stay clear of him, even Ben. He doesn’t have any visible means of support yet contributes to the household at times. There are certainly rumors and whispers of what he might be up to when he leaves and comes back at various hours of the night, but nobody really wants to talk to him directly about it, let alone go in the garage and find out.

Julie: This is your “best friend” since kindergarten, who you speak to less and less with each passing year. As you grew older the pair of you had very different lives. Julie was very wild in her teenage years and still is today. It is only due to the fact that you knew each other for so long that you two are even still in contact. She’s probably remained in contact with you mainly because you are about the only stable person in her life that she feels that she can talk to on a serious level about shit that sometimes bothers her.

The Morningstars: While your family on the block is rightfully seen as the most dysfunctional lot to live there, The Morningstars are definitely running a close second. They’ve converted their house into something of a compound. There seems to be a bunch of them of varying ages and gender, but “Pa” Morningstar and his eldest son Bobby Morningstar stand out the most. They mostly keep to themselves, though recently Uncle Ed has been asking a few random questions about them sometimes.