The Bithlighett (Cont'd - Skarag x Sinclaire)

[Skarag]

It still took Zane another few seconds after Holly, the girl the pair had just broken, to go into Victoria's Secret, before he had registered Ava's panicked voice.

He shook his head, the lustful miasma clouding his brain, subsided enough to feel the soft, warm touch of his lover's skin on the back of his hand.

The words from the message bouncing around his head, until they fell into the proper places of understanding. In that moment, prior to her touch, to say he was lost and overwhelmed, awash with lust and apathy, was an understatement.

Ava once more pleaded the words to him, this time with such clarity, she may as well been using a knife to stab his eardrums. "What are we going to do?"

"We will see her." he stated matter-of-factly. "But we leave the book behind, and tell her, we exercised her husband's last wish." he paused, resting his other hand on hers. "We say we destroyed it."

By now the aura of lust had faded and the other patrons in the small food court, had once again gone back to ignoring the pair of twenty-somethings, in favor of more banal and idle conversation.

After a long pause, Zane leaned over and kissed his sister's forehead. "Thanks for that back there." he gestured towards the store they had made her purchase. "Now..." he said, as he stood up, holding her hand. "I did say you could go shopping, so where to?"

 

[Sinclaire]

Ava clapped her hands together in happiness. She'd almost forgotten about the shopping?! Now that was certainly a rarity. Although she knew it was easily because of Zane's intoxicating presence.

Strange to think that she could want him nonstop like this. It felt like she had elastic cords tied to various parts of her body. Heart, head and pussy all tied to Zane.

She gave him a cheeky grin and pretended to think intensely about her decision. Although really, it didn't take much thought. She knew she wanted to stop by the little adult toy and joke shop, Spencer's. It was a corny little place that she never frequented much before but her new perversions were now forefront in her mind.

"How about Spencer's first?" she questioned, a salacious gleam in her eye. "And then we can go to Charlotte Rousse and the like for new tops since these huge things need new coverings," she finished, gesturing to her breasts which by now had tripled from their initial size.

 

[Skarag]

He couldnt help but look down at her breasts, when she made mention of them. They were rounder, fuller, and perkier. It was now hard to remember them any other way.

Sometimes, and he didnt like to admit it, it was hard to remember the days before the book arrived, when it was..."normal?"

Normal, now meant, using his sister, his sexy twin sister, to the fullest extent of his ever growing desires. Of which, he had plans for her once they got home and this charade in public ended.

The cashier in Spencer's, a petite brunette barely acknowledged them, with the cursory, "Hey, can I help you?", as she made no attempt to look up from her phone on the counter. The little beep from the motion sensor, causing a reflexive regurgitation of words.

There was another couple, in the back, looking at games for couples only, with the sideward glance and a smirk of potential fun. "Onward, my slut." Zane whispered into her ear, but the powerful slap on her ass to spur her forward, sounded like a gunshot over the muted music.

 

[Sinclaire]

Ava licked her lips as they entered the shop, eager for the chance at additional toys and games. The girl behind the counter didn't look up which both pleased and irritated her. For one she and Zane both deserved everyone's attention. But on the other hand the girl didn't deserve to even look at Zane.

She squealed when he slapped her, jumping forward with a laugh, feeling all eyes on them. Most people looked away unwillingly, feeling a strange draw towards the couple. Feeling smug, she placed a big of sway in her step.

No one had any idea of their relationship but the new darker side of her wanted them to know. It was like a compulsive itch and she eyed a T-shirt hanging from a nearby rack. It said "Daddy's Naughty Girl" in bold letters.

"Babe," she began, turning to Zane with a smirk and allowing her voice to carry, "Do you think they have a version that says Brother's Naughty Girl?" Only days ago she would've felt mortified by the words, but the book and the visions had changed everything.

 

[Skarag]

"If not, they should..." Zane paused, before articulating clearly. "Slut."

Now eyes seemed to be turned towards them, almost expectantly, reverentially.

The brunette behind the counter, nodded and pointed to the door in the left-hand corner of the store. "Go try it on." she said smiling.

Zane ushered Ava more towards the back corner. She had enough clothes to wear around the house now, but with her new growth, she would need more for outside.

 

[Sinclaire]

Ava's grin only widened at the shoppers' reactions. She grabbed the shirt from the rack and graced the clerk with her attention by smiling in her direction with a wink. Grabbing Zane's hand she dragged him with her to the back, passing the couple on their way who were obviously trying and failing at not staring.

Releasing her brother's hand she leaned up to give him a teasing kiss on the mouth, running her tongue against the seam of his lips. Before they could get carried away she broke free and skipped into the room. "No peaking," she called with a delighted laugh, shutting the door but only partially.

She hung up the shirt and slowly grabbed the bottom hem of the shirt she wore, dragging it over her head while slowly spinning in place. Her new bra she wore, cupped her breasts nicely, pushing them up and together in a pleasing display. Grabbing the new shirt, she tugged it over her head and found it to be tighter than expected. Huh. She'd forgotten to account for her larger boobs and grabbed the size she usually bought. It stretched the letters tight across her chest and exposed a fair bit of her stomach. Liking how it clung to her she still tried to tug it down further with no success.

She opened the door fully unsure what Zane's reaction would be. Giving him a pouty smile she spun in place for him. "It would appear a little snug babe," she commented, raising her eyebrow playfully. "What do you think?"

 

[Skarag]

He was gleefully dragged along to the fitting room, where he only pretended to not care about being there, trying to play the role of the disinterested boyfriend.

He made eye contact with the couple, who were still gawking. He winked at the girl, who looked away with a blush.

Zane chuckled silently before doing the one thing he was told not to do, peek. She was in the process of pulling the shirt over her head, so her bountiful breasts were beautifully on display. This made him hard, and his mind wandered.

Sonya had blushed, and looked away, embarrassed she had been staring, embarrassed he had noticed and winked at her, and her blush deepened when she realized she had done all of this in front of Lyle.

But, part of her didnt care. A stray thought, dark and ebbing, licked at the edges of her mind. That man, by the door, was clearly one of those Alpha males, she had heard about, and for a brief moment, she felt the urge to kneel before him...and then it was gone.

Ava opened the door and all eyes were on her, including and especially Zane's. Zane simply grabbed her left wrist and placed her hand on his achingly, hard cock. "I'd say, I approve."

He leaned back, drinking her all in, before tracing his right fingers along her exposed midriff. "You know, the shirt still speaks the truth. You are a naughty girl, and what would Daddy say. Shall we find out?" he grinned as he pulled out his phone, threatening once more to expose her newfound slutty behavior to everyone.

Lyle stared, perhaps too long at Ava, a picture of a goddess, given flesh, that it took a moment to realize Sonya had been tugging on his arm, pulling him to the exit, and perhaps rightfully so, there was a darkness here, and it scared her.

"I'd say keep the shirt, slut. I like it." he slid his right hand around her waist, and pulled her into a deep, rough kiss, their bodies pressed hard together.