How a family deals with a creepy son-1

Sally grinned, and moved to one side. “Just squat over his face and do whatever you want to do.”

Susan squatted over his mouth, and looked down at him. “I can’t believe you’re this filthy. You disgust me. Eat my shit.”

And with that, his own mother tensed, squeezing out a large lump of shit. The moist brown lumps falling into his open mouth.

“Chew.” Sally commanded. “Savour the taste of shit, freak.”

The two woman finished their business, and rose to their feet.

“You made a mess on the floor, filth.” Sally spat. “Clean it with your tongue, now.”

Abram began to lick the tiles of the bathroom floor, cleaning it of small pieces of shit and pools of piss. “When you’re finished, you can go to your room.” Susan finished. “Come on Sally, we’re going out for a meal.”

~

Steve, Susan’s partner let himself into the house. It had been a few days since the first toilet incident and Abram was laying on his bed, half asleep.

The door flew open, and clattered against the wall. Steve was a large man, muscular and it was well known that he hated Abram with a passion. He loved Sally, and even Sarah was more of a daughter to him, but Abram was just a nuisance to him.