You open your eyes, your head pounds. Slowly, your vision returns to normal from the messy blur you'd been greeted with.
"C-Claire.." You groan.
"Yes, big brother?" She replies.
"Claire?" You look up, seeing your little sister standing before the end of the bed you're laying on. "Claire! Are you alright?!"
You try to get up, but find that your wrists and ankles are tied to the frame.
"Claire, untie me quickly!" You ask urgently.
Claire stares at you, and a sly grin spreads across her lips. You look at her and slowly frown in realization, it's the same expression that Ashley made.
Speaking of Ashley, you look to your right and see the naked, deflated skin of the woman spread across the vacant space besides you, her blonde hair messily strewn over the pillow her head rests on.
Claire runs a finger through her pussy and groans, then licking her fingers, purring with delight.
"I've spent the entire afternoon masturbating in these two lovely ladies. Believe me buddy, it was quite.. the experience." Claire says.
"You're.." Your eyes widen in fury as you begin, "Get the fuck out of my sister, right now! You fucking bastard!"
"Big brother, that's no way to talk to me, is it?" Claire mocks, exaggerated her stolen tone. "You know how much I love you, brother.."
Claire slowly walks over to the bedside and leans over you, beginning to undo your pants.
"I've been so horny all day and.. Well I've raped a few girls before." Claire mumbles, "I've always wondered what it was like on the receiving end."
"Wha- No, no no no!" You say as you realize what's about to happen. "You fucking sick cunt! Get out of my sister!"
You feel Claire's pale, small fingers grip your flaccid cock as she begins to stroke it. Quickly, your member grows into it's hardened form, satisfying Claire by the long smirk on her lips. You shake your head in disbelief, struggling against your binds.
Claire mounts you, and strokes her cleanly shaven cunt with her free hand, you see her juices trickling down her thigh and you try to shout for help.
Claire slams her hand onto your mouth and muffles your screams, a wild laugh emanating from her mouth as she lowers herself onto your cock.
Your little sister bleeds as you slide inside of her, you begin to cry in both pain and disbelief. Her hot, crimson blood trickling down your shaft and onto your balls.
Claire moans as her riding increases in pace and force, forcing her cunt onto your hard cock faster and faster.
"G-God, brother, you're sooooo thick.." Claire moans.
The tears trickle down your cheeks as you're raped by a man wearing your little sister, having taken her virginity as well. Pulling at your binds, your wrists are tied to the headboard by badly tied cloths. You feel one of them slackening as you pull at it, and a glimmer of hope sparks in you. Tugging harder and harder, your arm snaps downwards as it unravels. Instantly, you shove Claire off of you and untie your other hand. Claire gasps in surprise, your cock sliding out of her as she falls onto your legs.
You lunge forward and grab Claire by the neck, choking her. She stares into your eyes, gasping and sputtering, a tear streams down her cheek. You feel yourself hesitate, but the image of her riding her own older brother flashes through your mind and you tighten your grip once more. Claire's eyes roll to the back of her head as she passes out, and you let her drop ontop of Ashley's skin.
Huffing and puffing, you stare in shock as what's happened. Your crotch is literally a bloody mess, and your unconscious younger sister lays next to you, worn by a convicted rapist. You quickly untie your ankles after a while, getting up. Looking around, you find a box of wet wipes Ashley's kept on her dressing table. You clean your crotch in the bathroom before buttoning your pants back up. Washing your face, you try to make yourself feel better, atleast by a little bit.
Going back into the bedroom, you find the black pen laying on the bedside table where Claire had put it. Walking to the bedside, you zap Claire as watch her deflate, her skin laying ontop of Ashley's.
You're bewildered, you've never imagined that you'd be in this current situation, and you're scared for what Claire might do once you find a way to get her back to normal.
Your parents must be wondering where the two of you are. Collecting your wits once more and approaching Claire's skin, you pick her up and notice a seam along her spine. You open it carefully, and find the skin of another inside. Peeling the two apart, you realize that this is the rapist's skin. Throwing it to the floor, you put Claire on the part of the bed you were lying in and zap her. She quickly reinflates, and you wait a minute for her to re-gain consciousness.
"D-David..?" Claire groans.
"Claire, oh my god, you're awake." You say, relieved that she can even talk.
"What's this pain in my.." Claire gets up and looks at her crotch, you see her eyes widen.
"Oh my God, what the fuck?!" She screams.
"Claire, it was the guy," You explain as you point to his skin on the floor. "He.. he wore you and.."
"Wore me..?" Claire stares in shock, "Just like he did to Ashley.."
"Yeah, just like Ashley." You say, "He tied me to the bed and turned me back, probably to toy with me or something."
"Why is there blood everywhere..?" Claire groans, sickened, "My crotch is killing me.."
"H-He.." You gulp, about to deliver the news. "He fucked me whilst I was tied up, in your body.."
Claire looks up at you in complete surprise, you witness her entire face tremble with all kinds of emotion.
"W-WHAT?!" She screams, tears beginning to stream down her face.
Suddenly, the bedroom door bursts open, and a number of familiar faces including your father rush into the room.
"Oh thank god!" Your father says.
Turning around, he shouts to the people outside. "We found them!"
Two women approach Claire, paramedics you conclude by looking at their uniforms. She gets up and they wrap her in a blanket, taking her outside to the ambulance.
Your father looks at you, and you return the glance. He walks up to you and hugs you firmly.
"Son.. it's been days." Your father whispers to you.
"Days..?" You ask, confused.
"We've been searching for you and your sister all this time, you disappeared last week." He says.
"B-But.." You mumble.
"Come on, let's go home." He says, arm around your shoulder.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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