Old George is naked. He's peeping on me through the backyard fence and jerking off while he watches me, his 14 year old neighbor, an innocent schoolgirl, while I'm masturbating in my backyard. I discover what George's been doing and this is what happened after that.
When my adult niece called, sounding upset, and asked if she could come stay with me for a while, of course I said yes. It was only supposed to be until she could get her feet under her from a marriage gone wrong. The problem is, she couldn't get her feet under her. That's because I kept her in bed.
Almost 40 years ago, our hero found a small Appalachian town where all the women had recently been blessed with bigger breasts and the men had become sterile. What did our hero do? Starts with minimal sex. That will change as as the story continues. (Tags include action in future updates)
This story is A Weekend to Remember, in which a woman turns fantasy into incestuous reality, retold from the perspective of the woman’s 14-year-old nephew. All the actual quoted speech is exactly the same in both versions, but the dialog attributions, the descriptions of the activities, and the internal thoughts of the narrator have been changed to reflect the different viewpoint.