Anna

I woke up with a start. The world came into focus around me, as if my eyes were adjusting to my new body. A grin formed on my face as I saw this wasn't my room, and when I looked down, I saw that I wasn't in my body. It worked.

This body was shorter than mine. I felt that when I stood up, taking in the room I was in. If all went as planned, then I should be in the body of Gary's older sister, what was her name? Emily Bailey. The name came to me suddenly.

Aunt Bianca said I'd get her memories too and it looks like they were already coming to me. Yesterday came first, and I learned the names and faces of her friends who she hung out with before she came home where she and Gary talked about the strange behaviors they noticed in their mom. Heh, little did they know that wasn't their mom yesterday, just like how I'm not Emily.

Still, it was almost sweet seeing how much these two cared about their mom. As I went through more of Emily's memories, I also noticed how much she cared for Gary, as well as how much Gary cared for her. Perfect. Looks like I'll have something good to work with today. However, while memories were one thing, I needed to see what else I was working with.

The clothes she was wearing right now were fine enough, a simple T-shirt and some pants, but while they were serviceable, they weren't very useful for seducing losers like Gary. I kicked off my pants with bare feet as I moved to the wall, looking in the mirror as I undressed, eagerly taking in my new body.

It was surreal seeing someone else in the mirror, but was it really someone else? Whenever she moved, I moved. Whenever I blinked, those brown eyes blinked back. It was my brown hair I swiped away from my face.

Just like how these were now my plump breasts. I gave them a nice squeeze, enjoying how they filled up my new hands. They were about the same size as my own, although her nipples seemed a bit larger. Much more though, her breasts seemed bigger when placed on her smaller frame. I smirked, my height was something I never particularly cared for, and being in this shorter body was definitely something I could get used to.

My eyes drifted lower. Just like me, it seems Emily likes keeping her bush nice and trimmed, as there was only a single strip of brown hair leading down to her moist pussy. I hesitated briefly at the entrance, but, well I needed to know what this body was capable of, didn't I?

My fingers went in easily and I bit my lip as I felt around, finding her clitoris easily and giving it a nice few flicks, sending me to the floor as my legs turned to jelly.

Ha! Can't believe Emily is such a lightweight! My legs squirmed without my input, trying to find some grounding as I continued working my pussy, Emily's walls clenching my finger as I worked deeper and deeper.

Within minutes my back arched off the ground as orgasm struck. I sighed, collapsing on the floor and enjoyed the feeling of having just come. Oh yeah, I can definitely work with this.

---

I had just put some clothes back on when there was a knock at the door. I paused, not sure if it was Diane checking to see if everything went alright, or if it was Gary. To be safe, I asked, “Yeah?”

“Emily?” that was Gary's voice on the other side, “can… can I come in? How are you feeling?”

I opened the door, surprised to see Gary looking the way he did. I don't know what Diane did to him yesterday, but whatever she did must've really rattled him up. Poor guy looked like he just rolled out of bed and had dark circles under his eyes. I couldn’t help but wonder if he got any sleep last night.

Needing to play the part of his caring older sister, I did my best to put on a concerned expression when I saw him, “Woah, what happened to you?”

Gary paused, looking as if he was about to answer, before deciding against it, “That's not important,” he said, slipping inside my room, “how are you feeling?”

I paused, just then remembering how Emily got faint as I started the process of taking over her body. Wow, this guy actually does care about his mom and sister, how good for him. I put on my best smile as I sat down beside him on the bed, “I'm feeling better now, and I've been thinking about what you said about mom as well.”

“You have?” Gary asked.

I nodded, “Honestly? I'm not sure why you're so worried about her.” I told him, enjoying the way he looked at me, “What? Is a woman not allowed to explore her sexuality?”

Gary hesitated, “Emily, I told you what happened yesterday, I don't think that's normal!”

I scoffed, “Please, if you have a problem with it then, you should take it up with mom.”

Gary's face reddened and I waited for him to say anything, but he didn't. I noticed him shifting a bit on my bed, looking extremely uncomfortable. My eyes drifted down to his crotch where I saw the unmistakable outline of the beginning of an erection forming in his pants. Seriously? If I wasn’t determined not to break character, I definitely would have laughed at him, but for now, I decided to simply ignore it.

“What? Cat got your tongue?” I taunted, “Scared of talking to mom or something?”

Gary stood up and practically stomped out of my room, “Whatever.” he growled, “Forget I said anything.”

I smirked, although I couldn't help but wonder what exactly Diane did to him yesterday that would make him react like this. I guess that's something I'll have to ask her whenever she and I get some time alone with each other.

Oh well, forget about Diane. Right now, I want to see if I can out do her when it comes to messing with Gary. That dress Aunt Bianca gave her was good, really good, but I'm sure Emily will have something even better in her closet somewhere.

Beyond that though, there was also the underwear I needed to consider. Emily wasn't broke, but she also didn’t have the kind of money to spend on things like that, so it didn't surprise to see a lack of lingerie in her dresser, although I'd be lying if I said I didn’t find the black bras and panties to be a classic combination.

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Gary

What was going on? Am I the only one in this damn house who hasn't gone insane! There's no way there isn't something wrong with mommy right now, and I don't know why Emily suddenly changed her mind about that since she was on my side yesterday about trying to get mom to go to the hospital.

Granted, I don't know what the doctors could have done in regards to… what she did to me yesterday, but it would at least be something! I sighed, sitting down on the couch, wondering if maybe telling Emily what mommy did yesterday would get her to start seeing sense again.

Mommy. For fucks sake, I think there's something wrong with me too. Mom, not mommy. I exhaled, my breath shaky as my body remembered what she did to me yesterday, and how much I enjoyed it.

No.

I didn't like it. I didn't like it. I didn't like it. I didn’t like it!

No matter how many times I said that though, it didn't change the fact that my penis was rock hard, and tenting my pants obscenely. I struggled to keep my hands at my sides, not wanting to acknowledge how much I wanted to jack off to the memory of her touching me.

I gasped when mom's door opened and she came into the living room. She was dressed in her night gown, a simple thing of gray fabric. Mom barely glanced at me as she made her way into the kitchen, “Good morning, baby.” she yawned.

“Morning… mom.” I muttered.

There was a strong clink as mom set her coffee mug down harshly. ”Mom?” she asked.

I swallowed, feeling my penis aching in my pants as I forced myself to say, “Mommy.”

Mommy chuckled as she poured herself some coffee, “That's my good baby boy, not the spoiled brat I dealt with yesterday.” after a few sips she asked, “Did you do as mommy asked?”

I nodded. My aching penis was proof enough I didn't jerk off, although I'd rather die than admit that to her.

Mommy smiled, “Good boy. So, did you have any plans today?”

I thought about pleading with her to go to the hospital to see if there was anything to worry about from that fainting spell, but I didn't think there was much of a point to that. She would most likely refuse and, truth be told, I wasn't sure how comfortable I felt talking to her after what happened last night.

Still, I needed answers. If the hospital was out of the question, then I guess the library was the only other place I could turn to where I can find anything. “I was going to go to the library,” I said, “I wanted to get a head start on college.”

Mommy nodded, “Very well. I guess I'll just be here in case you ever want to talk.” She walked over to me, bare feet near silent on the floor.

She smiled as she stood in front of me, although I didn't detect any warmth she normally had. Maybe it was what happened last night, but I could barely recognize the person standing in front of me as my mother. I swallowed, unable to meet her gaze.

Mommy's hand drifted between my legs and I gasped as her hand closed around the obvious bulge in my pants. “Oh my,” she chuckled, “Look at you. You did listen to Mommy! I'm so proud of you, baby!” Her other hand unzipped the fly and she reached in, grabbing my hard penis from through my underwear, causing me to nearly jump. “I guess I should give you your reward then.”

She started squeezing me as she pumped. I swallowed, frozen. Moving wasn't a good idea, I learned that last night, and as much as I hated to admit it, her touch felt good. Her hands were soft and warm, squeezing just the right amount to make me shiver, made even better by how close I am to shooting my load!

Mommy must've been watching my expression, as she picked up her pace until she felt me spasm in her hand. “Oh!” she giggled, watching as I made a mess in my own pants, “My, you were so pent up! I didn't realize you thought about mommy in that way, huh?”

I wheezed, nodding. Whatever it took to get out of here faster. Mommy pouted when she realized I wasn't going to verbally respond. She leaned in and planted a kiss on my forehead.

“Have fun at the library, today, baby.”

It'd be better than this place at least.

---
Anna

Emily did not disappoint. I came out of her room wearing a white tank top that had a generous neckline which exposed a decent amount of cleavage. Her shoulders were bare and the tank top left her mid drift completely exposed. I was also wearing some nice short shorts that clung a bit too much around my ass, but while it was slightly uncomfortable, I'm sure it will leave most boys drooling. Hopefully, most boys included Gary.

Speaking of that loser, he was sadly nowhere to be seen by the time I left Emily's room, although I noticed Mrs. Bailey was in the kitchen.

Mrs. Bailey raised an eyebrow as she saw her daughter walk into the kitchen wearing these kinds of clothes. She smirked, “Anna, I assume that's you in there?”

I sighed, “Oh Diane, it's you!” I laughed, “For a moment, I was scared I'd have to explain to this bitch's mom why I was dressed like this!”

Diane gave me a quick lookover, “I shouldn't have volunteered to be the mom,” she murmured, “Look at her, you have a much bigger advantage than I do.”

I giggled, “Yeah, maybe… but you already had some fun with him, didn't you? I'm worried he might not react as good to me as he did for you… speaking of which,” I leaned closer, smiling eagerly as I asked, “what did you and him get up to yesterday?”

Diane grinned widely as she set down her mug, “I gave him a boner, twice!” She chuckled, “I almost didn't notice the second time actually! The poor bastard was hiding behind the table to avoid being seen with it! After his sister went asleep, I wanted to see just how far I could take him before he broke! You should've seen him after I finished up with him last night!”

“Really? What did you do?”

“He was so easy to tease. All it took was stripping to my underwear and he was full flagpole! He tried to touch me, too! Can you believe that! I jacked him off, forcing him to call me mommy like he used to. Slapped him around a little, just for payback from Friday. Ah! The poor guy was a mess after I finished with him!”

I was practically giggling as Diane finished explaining what she did to him yesterday. Damn, I felt Emily getting horny again just by thinking of the naughty stuff her brother and mother got up to while she wasn't around. Well, now it was my turn to have some fun with him.

Unfortunately for me, the poor bastard wasn't home. Diane said he went to the library to get a head start on some school work. Well that was certainly some bullshit.

Well, looks like I get to play the role of the concerned sister. Shouldn’t be too hard. Can’t wait to see how he reacts whenever he gets home.

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Gary

It's been a few hours, and I was just as lost as I was before I started looking. Didn't matter where I looked, books, articles, newspapers, nothing had any answers that gave me anything as to what was happening with mom!

I resisted the urge to throw everything off my desk in frustration. Rather not get kicked out of here. Especially since this place was somewhere away from mommy.

Mommy. I shook my head. Mom! Damn it!

My phone buzzed in my pocket. I sighed, grabbing it to see what it was about. So fair I'd gotten nothing but disappointment from looking around in the library, hopefully this will be something to get my mind off things.

Emily: Hey
Sorry for blowing you off this morning
I have noticed mom acting weird now
Did you find anything

Me: No
Still looking
So far nothing
I'll keep you posted.

Emily: Ok
Again
Sorry for this morning
<3

Me: it’s fine

I put my phone back in my pocket. At least Emily's on my side again. Still, I don't know what got up with her this morning. Did the fainting mess with her memory? God, please don’t let Emily start acting weird now, too.

Whatever. What matters now is that I needed to figure out why there was something wrong with mom and it looks like these books weren't going to help much in figuring out what was wrong. Maybe one of the librarians would know something?

I found one quickly. She was dressed in all black with shoulder length dark brown hair. When she looked at me, I noticed she had dark eye liner around her eyes that made her piercing blue eyes pop. If I wasn't so concerned with my mom, I might have tries sneaking a few glances at her when she wasn't looking. She wore a name tag over her breast, one that read Bianca, “Can I help you?” she asked.

I cleared my throat, “Yes, I was wondering if you had any books relating to head injuries and their effects on the brain?”

Bianca tilted her head, “We should have some on the third floor, any particular reason you're looking for something like that?”

I paused, “It's my mom, Friday she nearly fainted and now she's acting strange.”

Brianca blinked and tilted her head. Her pretty eyes narrowed, and a slight smile formed on her lips, “Strange how?”

What was with all the questions? I was about to just leave when those piercing blue eyes met mine and I felt my tongue grow numb in my mouth. My body wouldn’t move either and I felt strange, like Bianca was seeing something she shouldn't be able to.

She smiled, “Hello Gary. It's so nice to put a face to a name.”

I blinked, realizing I had full control of my body again, “W-what? H-how do you know my name?”

Bianca shrugged, “My niece told me about you. About what you did to her. Honestly, I think you're just getting what you deserve.”

My mouth was dry. What on Earth was she talking about? What niece? What did I do to her that would cause my mom to act like this? What did she know?

I grabbed her wrists, squeezing hard, “What happened to my mo-”

Bianca glared at me and I felt my will leaving my body again. I couldn't look away from her eyes which seemed to burn with blue fire. “Let go of me, you swine!” she hissed.

Against my will, my body let go and took a step back. Bianca continued to glare, looking as if she was considering striking me. I tried to speak, to plead, to beg, but my mouth wouldn't move

Bianca smiled, “Not so tough now, are you? Yes, that will show you for picking on girls.” in a flash, her hand shot out and struck me hard on the cheek. The shock of it released me from whatever hold there was and also sent me tumbling to the floor. I'm ashamed to admit, but I whimpered as I looked up at her, noticing she had gotten close.

Bianca crouched down and grabbed me by the chin, forcing me to look up at her. “You're lucky I'm not calling security to remove you right now,” she whispered, “however… lay a hand on me again and I promise the pain you're feeling right now will increase a hundred fold. Enjoy your punishment, Gary.”

With that, Bianca shoved me away as she walked away. I was stunned as I stood up, not sure what just happened or why. That woman knew my name as well as my predicament, but she didn't tell me what was happening, just that I was being punished for something. But, what? And what happened to me right there? Why did my body move without me? Why wasn't I able to speak earlier?

Did Bianca have something to do with all the freaky stuff happening? She knew about me, about my mom. What else did she know about?

Diane's voice echoed my ears, ”I'll make you pay for this!” No. There was no way she'd have anything to do with this, right? That… that just wasn't possible!

Then again… that woman made me lose control of my body. And she knew things about me that she shouldn't have. Like she read my mind. So… I wasn't sure what was possible right now and what wasn't.

My phone buzzed again.

Emily: Hey Gary
Any luck?

I doubted she'd believe anything I just experienced. Heck, I wasn't sure I believed it to be honest. Still, I looked over in the direction Bianca walked over. She knew something about what was going on, so if I wanted to learn anything, she might be my best option.

Me: I think I might've found a lead.
How are things at the house?

Emily: mom's gone.
I don't know where she went
Didn't leave a note
I noticed there was something you wanted to say earlier
Do you think you can tell me when we're alone?

I paused. I really didn't want to talk about it, but maybe Emily will see why I'm so worried about mom. Who knows? Maybe that will convince her to help me drag mom to the hospital.

Still. I should probably look for Bianca.

I looked around the library for her, searching all five floors, and asking other library staff if they'd seen her. Each of them gave me a different place where she might be and I felt like I was being sent on a wild goose chase.

Maybe Bianca just didn't want to be found. That was the feeling I got as I ended up back where I started having seen neither head nor tail of her. Probably for the best, as I was sure she'd make me feel so much worse if she saw me again. Still, she knew something about what was going on, I was sure of it!

I growled, frustrated. Whatever, if she didn't want to show herself to me, then I guess there isn't much of a reason for me to stay here anymore.

Hopefully Emily won't be too annoyed it took me over an hour to respond.

Me: Hey Emily
Mom still gone?

Emily: Still gone
Still no idea where she is.

Me: Ok
Heading home

---

Mom was, thankfully, still gone by the time I walked home. Her car was gone and I couldn't help but wonder where she went. Errands maybe? Perhaps she's going back to wherever she went yesterday to see if anyone was still interested in going out with her.

Whatever. As long as it didn't involve me, I didn't care what mom was up to today.

Emily was waiting for me when I got inside. I paused when I saw her, she was dressed in very revealing clothes. A white tank top that revealed a good amount of her flat stomach and bare shoulders, the fabric was slightly transparent as well and I could easily see the black bra she wore underneath. She was wearing tight short shorts as well, ones that barely covered anything and left most of her legs uncovered.

She'd worn similar things before in the past, when she was going out on some dates with some previous boyfriends of hers, but I didn't remember her wearing that any time recently. Emily smiled when she saw the no doubt surprised reaction on my face. “See something you like?” She asked.

I grunted and looked away. Maybe whatever happened with mommy yesterday was still messing with my head. I shouldn't be thinking of my own sister that way. She was probably going to be meeting up with Chris or something later, that was probably why she was dressed like that.

Yeah, that was it. But, why did I still feel uncomfortable with her looking at me like that, then?

“Hey, Emily,” I replied awkwardly, “going on a date later?”

Emily shrugged, “Something like that. So… what happened yesterday between you and mom after she got home?”

I blinked, surprised she was asking me that put of all things. “What… how did you know something happened between us last night?” I had a few ideas, although I didn't like what any of them meant.

Emily sighed, “Mom told me something happened last night and that's why you've been worrying about her since, but she didn't tell me what happened. So…” she looked at me with those pleading eyes of hers, “what happened between the two of you last night?”

I swallowed, knuckles white where I was gripping the kitchen table. If I told her, would she be able to keep looking at me? By telling someone what happened, that would just be confirming that what happened last night did happen.

Emily deserved to know. I needed to tell her. For my sake, as well as mom's.

I swallowed. “Last night, after I took you to your room, mommy… she… she took off my pants.” Emily gasped and I continued, “She got naked as well and I couldn't help myself. Mom, she… she stroked me off and I… I…”

The memories of what happened last night came flooding back to me and I could barely keep it together. I was faintly aware of Emily calling my name and rushing over to my side as the world started spinning around me. Despite everything, I felt myself getting aroused again, my penis fully hard in my pants, seemingly of its own will.

“Gary!” Emily called, shaking me, “Gary, are you there?”

“Yeah…!” I gasped, finding my balance, “I'm still here…”

Emily swallowed and leaned close, “What happened next?”

“Mommy made me orgasm.” I said plainly, “I… came all over her and she made me clean it up. This morning… she stroked me off again and I let her.”

We stood there for a few minutes, or maybe it was more than that, I honestly wasn't sure. It didn't feel real, like something like this could actually happen, but it did happen to me.

Emily leaned closer, and while I appreciated her being there, I wasn't too comfortable with how she seemed to be pressing her breasts against my arm and how she seemed to be leaning in just a little close for my liking. Perhaps it was just everything I've gone through making me think of this.

“Don’t worry, Gary,” Emily said, hugging me tighter, “I'm here for you.” she giggled, glancing down to see the obvious bulge in my pants, “I think you might need to do something about that though.”

I groaned, “Yeah… I shouldn't be thinking of mommy in this way.”

“I noticed you started calling her mommy again,” Emily pointed out, “something you want to explain?”

My face went red at that. I didn't even realize I was doing that. God.

“She… as she stopped stroking me and wouldn't start again until I called her mommy.” I explained shamefully.

Emily laughed at that. “Wow, really? She had you wrapped around her finger just like that, huh?”

“What?”

Emily shook her head, smiling slightly. Nothing. It's nothing.” after another tight squeeze she said, “Look, I think after the day you had yesterday, you probably need some rest, yeah?”

I nodded. After finding nothing useful at the library, maybe a nice nap will help me think of something. Besides, I hate myself for thinking this, but I definitely need to get rid of this boner, and I'd rather not do it with Emily watchhing me.

After hugging her I said I'd be in my room for a few hours. Truth be told, I didn't get a lot of sleep last night and maybe a few more hours will make me think clearer.

I'm ashamed to admit what happened after I closed my doors. My pants came off and I just needed relief. I closed my eyes, imagining mommy was there beside me in her lingerie again and that it was her hand once again touching me.

I tried to mimic her movements from yesterday, but it wasn't the same without her there. Without her breasts jiggling as she increase the pace, her eyes, almost unfamiliar watching me.

What was wrong with me? Why did I want more of this? Why was I mentally stripping mommy, wanting to see more of her than she showed me yesterday?

It was a relief when I came. Maybe that means these horrible thoughts will go away. Maybe mommy will go back to normal somehow. Maybe…

---
Anna

I waited a few minutes after he disappeared into his room before I practically lost it. Never before have I laughed so hard and so long. Gary's never looked so pent up before, in all the four years we spent torturing him, he was never so close to breaking as he was now.

Wished we told Aunt Bianca a lie similar to this earlier. Could've had so much more fun with poor Gary. Oh well, what happened in the past was in the past now and there wasn't any reason we should worry about it. Nothing we could really do anyway.

What I can do, however, is give Gary some time to calm down before making my room. He tried to hide it, I know he did, but I saw the way he looked at his sister's body. Diane really messed him up yesterday, all I had to do was show a little skin and Gary's redder than a tomato

Speaking of Diane… I should tell her what's been going on so she doesn't interrupt my fun and so she's not late for what we have planned later tonight.

Me: Yo
You still out?

Mom: Yes
Just been killing some time at some bars
Had a few people hit on me
That was fun

Me: I think I'm going to wait a few hours before making my move
I'll let you know so you can start coming over for our big plan

Mom: >:)

I smirked, putting the phone down. If Gary thought seeing his sister just in clothes like this was scandalous, he is not ready for what I have planned in the next few hours.

Hmm… sounds like Diane is playing the role of the strict mother, maybe I could try playing the concerned older sister? Heh, I'll get Gary really red with that!

---
Gary

I was woken up by the soft creaking of my door. My curtains were drawn, plunging my room into darkness that my eyes were trying to adjust to. Light came in from the hallway and I was aware of a shape slipping into my room, bare feet silent against my carpet.

My bed creaked as she climbed on top and my eyes adjusted to see it was Emily. Her hair was down from its usual bun, flowing around her face, framing her brown eyes as she looked at me through the darkness. Perhaps it was just me, but her eyes looked different than normal. They looked just like mommy's did yesterday.

“Emily?” I asked, slightly groggy, “What happened? Is it mommy?”

She sighed, and I could barely make out the sadness in her eyes as she straddled me, positioning herself just below my waist, “There it is again, calling her mommy.”

I swallowed, “I know, I don't know what's wrong with me.”

“I don't know what's wrong with you either,” Emily said, putting her hands on my chest, “coveting mom like that. Especially when I'm right here. I've been right here all this time.”

My throat went dry, “W-what?” Please. Dear God, please don't have her do what I think she's going to do!

Emily sighed, “Idiot, maybe this will help you understand.”

She took the blanket off me and hooked her fingers into my waistband, taking off my pants and underwear in my motion. I gasped, trying to wiggle free, but Emily placed two firm hands on my chest.

“Don't struggle, Gary. Please,” she begged, “you don't know how long I've been waiting for this.” She paused, trembling slightly, “And… hearing what mom did to you yesterday, I don't think I can afford to wait around any longer.”

“Emily, what on earth are you talking about?” I hissed.

Emily looked me again with those sad eyes of hers and, for a moment, I struggled to see my sister in those eyes, “I got jealous after hearing what you and mom got up to. I can't let you just have your fun with her, can I?”

I shook my head, but I wasn't sure if she could see me, or if it would have changed anything anyway, “Emily! Wait! We can't do this!”

“Why not?” Emily pouted, “Why does mom get to have her fun but I don't?”

Despite her best efforts, even with her soft hand wrapped around my dick, she just couldn't get me hard. Not again. Whatever was happening, I wouldn't go through something like this again!

Emily looked even more sad, before a mischievous grin, one very much unlike her, came upon her face. “You said mom didn't let you see her naked. How about I show you these that seem fair?”

As she spoke, shrew off her white tank top and discarded it on the floor. Soon after, her bra came off and her breasts spilled free. I shouldn’t look, she was my own older sister for God's sake! But, I couldn't help myself.

Her breasts were smaller than mommy's, her nipples smaller as well, although they were already fully erect. Emily leaned back as I brought my hands to her chest, feeling how soft she was with my own hands. She moaned as my fingers brushed over her erect nipples. “How are they?” she asked, “Better than mom's?”

I nodded, not wanting this to stop. Emily smiled, saying that wasn't all I got to see as she slipped off her shorts and panties off those beautiful legs of hers.

Just like that, Emily stood before me naked, smiling as my penis had the obvious reaction of getting rock hard, twitching eagerly from the sight of her.

Her body was smaller and softer than mom's, while being slimmer overall as well. Her breasts heaved with every breath and her small waist led to a strip of public hair that pointed to the entrance of her pussy. I wanted to see her clearly. To turn on the lights and bathe in her beauty.

But I knew she wouldn't let me.

Emily smiled, her hand again, wrapping around my throbbing member, “So cute! I think this is the biggest one I've ever seen!”

I swallowed, face burning red.

Without further ado, Emily bent down and took my entire member in her mouth. I gasped, my hands gripping her head as I felt the wet heat of her mouth close around my penis.

Even in the darkness of my room, Emily maintained eye contact with me, her brown eyes almost invisible in the dark. Slowly, she started bobbing up and down, humming as she did so.

I groaned, throwing my head back. I've never experienced anything like this before and this obviously wasn't Emily's first time doing something like this.

She kept going, occasionally slowing down and speeding up, her hands taking my balls and squeezing them slightly. I was grunting after a few minutes, my head spinning, unable to think of anything but how great her mouth felt around me! Almost felt like my dick was melting in her mouth with how warm and wet it was!

Then, I felt it. I squeezed her head, hoping she'd know that meant I was close. Emily kept going, sucking even faster until I screamed out.

Emily grunted as thick jets of sperm flooded her mouth, but she kept going, swallowing everything that came out. I was practically whimpering, my penis was so sensitive as it deflated in her mouth. Mercifully, she released me with a wet pop and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, “That was amazing.” she breathed.

“Y-yeah…” I muttered, my head still spinning from… from everything.

Suddenly the door opened and my lights flicked on, exposing both of us to mommy. I gulped, mommy's eyes going first to Emily before falling on me.

“You spoiled brat,” she growled, stepping closer, “you weren't satisfied with just me, were you? You had to drag your sister into your degeneracy too!”

Before I could get a word in, mommy slapped me across the face. Emily screamed and threw herself at me, bare breasts pressing against my chest, “No! Don't hurt him!”

“Why?” Mommy demanded, “He's a spoiled brat that needs to be punished! First he got off to his own mommy and now his sister as well!”

I shuddered. Yes. That is what happened. What the fuck is going on? What the fuck is wrong with me? Why did I let both of them do this to me?

Emily looked at me as tears started falling down my face. Mommy, however, was unaffected. “Look at him, trying to get out of his punishment.”

“Wait,” Emily begged, “maybe… we could just give him what he wants?”

Mommy considered, a slight smile on her lips, “Be sure to thank your sister, baby. She's the reason your punishment is what it's going to be.”

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I gulped. Mommy forced us into her room as she had the biggest bed. Not only that, but she forced me out of my clothes as well, she said it wasn't fair that my sister was the only one naked.

Since I'd just came, my penis was flaccid, although with Emily constantly pressing herself against me, I could feel it twitching back to life.

Mommy grunted as she locked the door behind her before turning around and looking at me specifically, “I can't believe it came to this,” she muttered, her hands going to the buttons of her blouse, “I still can't believe you managed to sink even lower than what you did yesterday. But… I hope this will be the end of everything to do with this mess.”

As she spoke, she unbuttoned her blouse and it fell to the floor without much fanfare. She was wearing her black lingerie again as well as the panties too when her pants joined her discarded blouse. Even though I'd came minutes before with Emily, my dick twitched back to life at the sight of mommy in her underwear, now at half mast and pointing in her direction.

“Oh my God,” Emily whispered, staring in amazement, “didn't you just cum? I didn't know it could get that hard again so fast!”

Mommy sneered, “Like I said, he really can't control himself.” her hands went to the clip of her bra and then that fell to the floor. My eyes widened at her breasts now that they were free from their constraints.

I'd seen them before last night, but seeing them completely free was another thing entirely. Beautiful, round, the freckles drew the eyes and made me trace over every curve. The nipples were hardening as she moved to lower her panties before those too fell to her bare feet.

Her pussy was completely clean shaven, giving me an unobstructed view of her mound where her opening was. I groaned, my penis filling up completely, and pointing eagerly at mommy, twitching in appreciation of finally seeing her naked.

Mommy smiled, “Ah, it seems he prefers his mother over his sister.”

Emily pouted and drew in close, her bare breasts pressing against me, “That true Gary? Do you really prefer mom to me?”

I glanced between the two of them, not sure what to say, I wasn't even sure if this was real or just a nightmare I wouldn't wake up from. Mommy drew close, her hand pressing down on my erect member, squeezing me tightly before shoving me onto the bed.

The two of them looked down at me, smirking as their eyes traced over my naked body. Mommy looked to Emily, “So, would you rather take the top or bottom?”

Emily thought for a moment, “I think I'd like the bottom, besides,” she gestured at mommy's bare pussy, “you clearly prepared yourself for the top.”

Mommy smiled and briefly kissed Emily on the lips before looking at me, the brief flash of warmth in her eyes was gone as she climbed onto her bed pressing her opening against my face.

She was warm, and smelled surprisingly pleasant. I gulped, knowing full well what mommy expected of me.

Emily got into the bed as well, eagerly smiling as she positioned herself over my penis. No! This wasn't happening! There was no way this was happening!

Mommy smiled, although it didn't reach her eyes. She reached down, grabbing my arms and guiding me towards her large freckled breasts. I groaned, my dick pulsing as my hands felt her breasts. They were undeniably bigger than Emily's, firmer as well, and they felt warmer than Emily's did. Mommy shuddered as my hands accidentally teased her now erect nipples.

“My little brat is looking nervous,” mommy gasped, “I thought it might be good to give you something to help you calm down. Even if you don't deserve it. Now…” her eyes narrowed and I once again felt like I was staring into the eyes of someone else, “lick.”

I did as I was told. Mommy reacted instantly, gasping, her back arching as my tongue entered her folds. It was salty, musky. My hands drifted along her body, feeling along her stomach as well as her sides.

Mommy wasn't as slim as Emily was, nor was she as soft. But she was warm and her body felt really nice as my hands continued their exploration, going down to her wide hips.

Emily took this as her cue, easing herself down upon my dick. I paused, gasping as I felt her tight pussy embracing my dick in its entirety. Emily groaned as well, pausing as my penis disappeared fully inside of her. “My God!” she gasped, “He's so big!”

Mommy chuckled as I resumed licking, “Hardly. Daddy has him beat in that department, darling.”

Emily chuckled, going up and down on my dick, “He's plenty big for me!” she gasped.

I was mortified. Why the Hell were they talking about my dick! Mommy squeezed my head between her thighs as I stopped licking, “I didn't say you could stop, brat.” Mommy growled.

My tongue licked with a renewed fervor. Emily kept riding me, gasping every time my dick plunged deeper into her. My hands clamped down around mommy's breasts as I felt Emily's slick walls tightening around me.

“Keep going!” Mommy moaned, leaning further into my touch, “Mommy's close! Mommy's so close!”

I was close to the edge as well, and judging by how erratic Emily was riding me, she was as well. Mommy squeezed my head again, urging me on as I continued licking.

Mommy seized up above me, gasping as orgasm ripped through her body. Her pussy sprayed me with its fluids and I gasped, leaning back as my own orgasm struck. To my horror, my penis was still inside Emily as I shot out. That seemed to push Emily over the edge, however, as with one final cry, she shuddered and nearly fell over as she came.

We all leaned back, gasping, shaking, from what just happened. Mommy and Emily were shaking completely different from me, though. My mind was racing, wondering if what just happened really happened.

It did. There was no denying it now that all the strange events that have happened to me did happen. Mommy jacked me off, Emily gave me a blowjob, and the three of us just had sex together. Dear God, what was happening?

Emily chuckled and drew me close, it felt wrong, her being so concerned after something like that, “Hey Gary, you still there?”

“Uh huh…” I mumbled absent mindedly.

Emily grinned, and I no longer recognized my own sister right in front of me, “Good. Because I think I want another round.”

“Feel like switching?” Mommy asked, her hand going to my spent penis to try to tease some life back into it.

“You read my mind.” Emily replied, leaning forward and placing a kiss on mommy's lips.

To my horror, I felt my penis regain some life from mommy's touch. Her fingers teasing it just right to force it back to attention. Oh God no!

To be concluded