"Oh come on!" I exclaimed angrily, I threw my controller to the side of my bed in a fit, then I got a knock on the door, I already knew who it was, with an exasperated groan I answered "Come in, Millie." The door opened and Millie shuffled in
My little sister, at a staggering eight foot six, nine hundred pounds of muscle, if she didn't have waist length blonde hair, it'd be easy to dismiss her as a hallucination, until other people told you how unreal she looked. Considering Millie was an incredibly muscular futa, that put horses to shame. Which came with it's own problems, Millie came over to me with her normal shy smile "Having trouble, Aaron?" she asked gently
"This prestige ten asshole just destroyed me!" I complained
"Mmm, I might know something about that." Millie waved her muscle packed arm, showing a game controller in her hand
"That was you!?" I complained
"Yeah... the company sponsored a weekly livestream." Millie sheepishly admitted
"Figures." I slumped in my dirty bed, Millie came over, her absurdly endowed package hanging between her knees already letting me know she was entering my line of sight
"So... it's been a couple months. I was wondering if I could... help you find a girlfriend?" Millie smiled nervously
Then entered my main contention with, Millie oh sure Millie herself was as sweet a can be, she never raised an oddly dainty hand surrounded by muscle against me, she'd been caring of not doting on me my whole life. With only one problem
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"OH MY GOD IT'S MILLIE!!!" Soon enough all the women on the street ran from whatever they were doing right to Millie begging for her attention, it was no secret she had the stamina of a freight train, if anybody had a chance to get with Millie they'd go across the world for it.
"T-that's very sweet of all of you... but have you met my cool brother, Aaron?" Millie sheepishly gestured to me
The crowd of women looked at me in mild confuse before turning right back to Millie, on her own Millie kept a persona of charisma, but for years she was well aware that she'd been indirectly cucking me, and the few times I could get a girlfriend they'd either drop me as soon as they heard about Millie, or worse they would only date me to get close to Millie. feeling sorry for it she'd tried time and time again to set me up. Until it came to this.
"Millie can we please go?" I asked
"Nobody's making you stay here, bitch!" Someone yelled at me from the crowd
"H-hey now everybody. Just give Aaron a chance huh? He's a nice guy I mean it!" Millie said nervously
"Someone kill me..." I groaned  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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