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Sister Pussy (Ibuki no Sakura and me)

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Fancy_Brat

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"Geez, it's a mess in here. Doesn't he ever clean up for himself? you'd think after all those times I tell him...so unreliable." Melanie closed the door behind her as she walked into her older brother's room. At the moment, he was probably getting out of school, and even though they went to the same school, she got out earlier than he did because she had less classes. She was 18 years old and quite a beautiful young thing. It wasn't a rare thing to see her brother trying to get her away from guys trying to hit on her. She had a very fit body thanks to being on the track team. She short brown hair and emerald green eyes, standing at 5'11'' and 153 pounds. She was wearing a black tanktop and a pair of beige shorts. She grabbed all of his clothes that lay around on the floor, remembering she'd have to do the laundry today anyway. On her way out, she bumped gently against his desk, and she heard a little crack behind her. She turned to see her brother's catgirl figure on the ground, broken at the legs. Her brother watched a ton of anime, and had a thing for catgirls. that was his favorite figure, and she broke it. she knew she'd get quite a mouthful from him when he got home, but she figured she'd could convince him to buy another one like it. He always seemed to find these kinds of things anyway.

She grabbed all the laundry from his and her room, putting them in the washers downstairs. In the meantime, she headed back up to his room, seeing the broken figure still on the ground. She picked it up, wondering if maybe she could fix it. She grabbed a bit of glue nearby, but found it was only making things worse. She gave up, putting it on his desk. She grabbed a sticky note nearby and wrote, "I'm sorry." He'd understand right. It was an accident. Feeling much better about the whole situation, she headed to the living room to watch some television. then again, she remembered that there really wasn't anything good, and when he got home, he'd probably be all over it looking for his shows. She let out a gentle sigh as she decided finally to just cook herself some food. He'd be home soon anyway.
 
A deep sigh emanated from the back of the room. Then there was a loud snap and the surprise from the entire class. Then it all came back to him he was still in school, and he found himself looking up at a rather annoyed teacher. "S..Sorry Mr.Hinderson...." A young man spoke in a rather shaky tone. 'Be sure it doesn't happen Victor.' As the teacher spoke and moved away he let out a deep sigh, of relief, no detention today. It was not a day he wanted to, he couldn't sleep all that well last night. All he wanted to do was go home and take a nap. It was only few minutes before the bell rang, 'Hey Vic, I wanna talk to ya, at the place.' One of his friend slipped him a note, he knew full well who it was sighing. All he ever wanted for him is to get him to stop 'cock blocking' him with his sister. Which wasn't going to happen, no way in hell. He would fuck him up, and destroy any friendship before he let his sister be another trophy on his wall. His sister was something of icon for people in the school, just because a lot of guys got fucked up because they fucked with her.

Though he made damn sure to keep those things away from her. Victor wasn't about to have it not today. Not only that he didn't trust his ass, he had a bad feeling about it all. Snatching his things up he made his way out of school, heading straight to his locker getting his skateboard and began off. He rolled off leaving his friend there, without a single cent of remorse. Victor didn't really care for most of his friends, he was only friends with them by coincidence, or rather they were his friend in hope to gain his approval and not get there head rammed into the pavement when they hit on his sister. All this made him rather popular with the girls, some saw him as a bad boy, others a white knight he didn't care a cent though. Rolling up to the apartment complex he slowly made that Ascent. Slowly, and grudgingly he made his way to there apartment floor. Sighing he made the last leg to there apartment. The door slowly made a creek open, him walking in slowly. "Im home..." He spoke with a drown out tone, heading right past the living area and the kitchen. Right to his room, and at this moment his sister must be DREADING him finding out what she had done. As soon as he opened the door he saw that something was wrong, it was cleaner, then he left it.

It wasn't for a good thirty seconds till he realized it was laundry day. "Oi! Melanie! the cloth's clean yet!? I wanna take a show and take a nap." He spoke coming back out from his room not a single notion of what was really wrong here.
 
Melanie turned her head to see her brother walking through the door. He came a little later than she had expected, so maybe he fell asleep in class again or something. He sure seemed to be in a rush, and she almost didn't even get in a greeting. He'd probably at least be happy that she had cleaned up his room, though it would be messy again in no time she thought. She was getting a little worried when he did enter the room, but she didn't hear any outcries about the figure. Had he not seen it? That couldn't be it. After all, it was right there on his desk with the note. Or maybe he did see it, and completely understood everything. What a relief. That would sure save her some words from him. When it came to stuff like anime and his things, he could get pretty worked up about those. She got up from the couch and started heading to his room, meeting him about halfway though. "Ah yeah, I just grabbed all your clothes from your room. Of course, it would help a lot more if you'd just toss it in the hamper every now and then. It would give me less to do. Actually, I just put them in the washer, so they won't be done for a while. Don't you have another change of clothes though? Anything?" She gave him an odd look as she moved into his room again, noticing the figure of course but heading to his closet. "Of course, you have some things here. So take your shower already." she called, heading back to him. "Oh, and I'm really sorry about that little accident." she said with an innocent smile. "I must have knocked it off while picking up your clothes."
 
Victor groaned under his breath as she spoke he wasn't entirely happy about having to wait for a shower. He was sweaty, and already not in the best of moods. Then again he wasn't normally in the best of moods when he came home. "Yeah, yeah, im sorry im a slob, that other things are more important then keeping my room tidy." Victor spoke in a sarcastic tone, he wasn't actually a slob. He kept at least one area of his room clean. The only thing that ever ended up there was what he intentionally left or rather what he threw in a rush. That was mainly why his room was a mess. He had remembered today was cleaning day, and he had it in a pile. Yet someone took his battery out of his alarm clock and didn't replace them. He had a easy guess of who it was, yet he didn't bother commenting, she did laundry today so she made up for that, and either way she woke him up in the nick of time to rush get ready. Sighing he leaned against the door frame as she walked in, heading to his closet. "Nah, remember I haven't been able to get my things washed since two weeks ago, we ran out of soap right after your load! Namely because of you buying all that new crap that has to be washed before worn. All of those that's left in there are dress clothes, and im not getting them dirty, if I do all have to take them to the dry cleaners... You know how mother would get if I wore those." Victor groaned with a sigh to end it all. His interest was peaked when she started talk about a accident. What was she talking about, nothing seemed wrong in his room was it?

At this time he was dense, she should know he doesn't pay attention to things around the house till a while after he came home. "Accident? What the hell-" It wasn't until she said 'Knocked it off' it was at that point he realized what had happened. "You didn't...!" Victor spoke wide eyed rushing to his desk, not a single thing moved as he clamped down. His eyes met with the broken figure, without a word he went to the door locking it. "Melanie.... Do you know how much that figure coasted me?" Victor said turning to her leaning against the door blocking all way of escape. His eyes were sharp as knives glaring at her.
 
Melanie seemed a bit ticked off with her brother's attitude. Had he no courtesy or common sense to do his own laundry. It wasn't like such a task was difficult. Just had to toss them in and turn on the machine, or at least that's how she always did it. "Geez! I didn't even say anything like that! Besides, you should be instead thanking me for having done this how many years? Not even I remember." She grumbled at his comment about her clothes. It wasn't her fault that she to clean her clothes too. His excuses seemed to get more and more ridiculous as time went on, but she was used it to by now. "I'm surprised you worry so much about your clothes when I'm doing all the laundry around here. I'm not always up to date on how much soap we have left. Besides, it's only a short walk to the nearest pharmacy. If you're really stingy about getting your dress shirts dirty, then just wear the same clothes you have now. The laundry will be done before dinner." His little sigh was met with one of her own. this was just another typical conversation between these siblings.

"Eh? Are you talking to yourself or something? That's a little odd." He seemed to be murmuring something to himself, but she could only make out some of it. She suddenly felt a little worried again when he mentioned her accident. Why didn't she think about that? Of course he wouldn't be so observant after just getting home. He needed to rant about his problems first. She watched him move to the desk, finally noticing the figure. Her heart skipped a beat as the lock of the door cut the silence. "What are you...?" She didn't finish as she was cut by his words. "H-hey! I'm sorry all right? It was an accident." She could feel his eyes staring deep into her soul. This wasn't something she got from her brother before. "You're overreacting about this kind of thing, but look I'll make it up to you all right? I mean, how much can those things cost anyway?"
 
"Overreacting? Oh, im not 'Overreacting' yet! That 'Thing' coasted me one years allowance, plus birthday, and Christmas money! It was the first figure I got! Even out of the box I could of sold it for triple the price!" Victor began to yell, his voice shaky he was clearly angry. But he wasn't the kind of person to hit his sister, Shake her maybe, but hit her never. He was to proud to hit a woman, no matter how angry he got. He calmed his self at least a bit, his anger boiling at the bottom of his gut. "You taking Biology right? I know by now Mr. Tomson has said this! 'You can make a human body on a child's allowance!' So please do tell me, what could you possibly give to repay for that! Huh!" Victor began calmer, but returned right to screaming at her. That thing meant a lot to him, because he intended to part with a few of his collection to get money when it came time for college. His glare was just like someone who was about to beat the crap out of the one they were looking at. "Do you realize that even with your allowance as it is, you would have to get a job, and all of money to me, for the next three years to repay what it is worth today, and you can't do that can you?" Victor pulled the chair from his desk and sat down, he made it clear she wasn't going to go anywhere.
 
Had he really spent that much for just a figure? She felt they might have overpriced something like that. She was starting to get even more worried now, and even a little scared. Sure, they would have their arguments, but she had never seen her brother this upset with her before. At times it looked like he would hit her, and she'd put her arms up to defend herself. Luckily he didn't though. She did take Biology, and she knew of the quotes he was talking about. She herself thought their allowances were a lot, but apparently not enough for his figure. She slowly moved to sit at his bed, getting a bit dizzy from just standing there. why did he have to get so worked up over that figure anyway? He had plenty of other ones laying around his room. Melanie looked weakly back at him to meet his murderous glare. He always looked like he was ready to kill her, but managed to refrain himself from doing so. "W-well, even if that's so...there has to be something?" She didn't know what to think now. Even though they had their fights, she didn't think bad of her brother. It bugged her to see him like this because of her. "Isn't there anything else I can do?"
 
"If you can't replace it with 'Money' then you will have to replace it with 'body.' I think you know what I mean right?" Victors appearance changed, to a more devilish look. He was on the breaking point and he wanted to publicly humiliate her. He could use her like a slave and not have to life a finger. She was scared of him right now he could tell. "You will become my cat girl, and do what ever I say." He spoke in a very un-time specific tone. He had intended to ruin her social life at least for a while. He could at least screw with her and scare her a bit. He didn't expect her to accept it. He got up from the chair making it where it made it harder to get in or out, by jamming it against the nob, making a dent in the floor. "Now lets see here." Victor went to the bed right next to his sister legs. She was in reaching distance which would easily would make her uneasy. He pulled out a box, and set it on the bed. It was a pair of white cat ears and tail, both were snow white, and in pristine condition. With a evil grin he got up moving so he was sitting behind him, with her in between his legs.

"Lets get started." Victor said in a taunting tone, putting the ears on her head. Before she had any real time to react he unbuttoned and unzipped her shorts pulling them off, tossing them across the room. He then attached the tail to her panties, she was dressed sort of like his figure. "Well lets see how you look, get up." He whispered in her ear blowing a short burst air into her ear to make her shiver against him.
 
When he said 'body,' she had actually thought of a different picture than what he was thinking. From the expression on his face though, she could tell that her 'punishment' was going to be a little extreme. then again, he could easily manipulate her in the state she was in. She was like any little sister, hoping to be approved by their older siblings. If there was anything she could do, she would do it. There was an odd silence as he mentioned the terms. "W-wha?! I have to do that?" He was really looking to embarrass her now. She knew close to nothing when it came to any sort of anime or his hobbies, but every now and then she'd catch a bit of a show or seeing him doing weird things with the figure. She gripped the bed sheets a bit when he propped the door against the door. She felt like a criminal done with interrogation and set for her sentence. She shifted a bit on the bed as he bent down under the bed. she wasn't sure if he would do anything weird right there. She eyed the box, and her eyes widened with surprise at the cats ears and tail. "Are you serious?" she asked, squirming a bit as he sat behind her.

As embarrassing as this was, she sat still as he put the torture into effect. She felt the cat ear headband being put on her head, which would be the least of her worries. She had worn headbands before, so maybe if she didn't think about it too much it wouldn't bug her. What happened next surprised her even more. She gasped loudly as he unbuttoned her shorts, pulling them off with great ease. "H-hey! What do you think you're doing?!" she cried. She was at least thankful her blank panties had not slid off as well. She felt the clip on the back of her panties, and she slowly stood up in front of him, shivering a bit as he blew at her ear. She slowly turned to face him, grumbling a bit to herself as he took it all in. She actually looked really cute, and she had some resemblance to his broken figure. the only notable problem was that the tail was a little heavy to be attached to her panties, so it was a bit flimsy. "Are you done yet?" she muttered, closing her legs a bit and doing her best not to picture how ridiculous she looked.
 
Victor grinned at her, this was just the beginning. He had been a collector for years, did she think he didn't have a assortment of costumes? He had all sorts of them ones that were reasonable, and ones that were outlandish. Even ones that seemed way too over the top, like ones people would have for sexual ventures. Yet that was part of the reason he got them, when they stopped selling them, they would be able to sell for a lot. Plus why not get some use out of them? Cosplay was a hobby and it wouldn't be bad to roleplay some during sex. So far he had only used two costumes on girls, and they failed at it. With this he could teach his sister the right way to play in each costume for his own amusement. She did look extremely cute, and he had her in the point she had to do what ever he said right? That meant she couldn't tell a soul, in essence a black mail she wasn't getting out of. "Oh no, your no where near done. Your going to be mine for quite some time." Victor spoke with a devilish grin on his face, but he saw her tail nearly falling off. That wasn't good, she had to keep that on. It was then he thought about another way to freak her out.

"Well looks like the tail won't stay on, no matter I have a special way to keep it on, I took them from your bedroom as punishment for taking my alarm clock battery to power them." Victor spoke getting back under his bed pulling out a box, a box she well knew. Opening the box he pulled out a dildo, yet not any dildo the one she had used on herself just last night. "Well attach it to this, so it will stay on." Victor spoke as he quickly move to her shoving her to the bed, before snatching a pair of scissors from his desk. He pulled her lower half off the bed where her chest was pressed against the bed and her lower half was pointing right at him. He crouched down and made it where she couldn't get up, slowly he cut a hole in her panties right behind her ass. Then took the tail and attached it to the end. Then just to tease her he began rubbing it against her skin softly and smoothly. "Be sure not to tense up or this is going to-" At that very moment her crammed it in without warning, leaning forward against her body, to whisper in her ear. "Hurt." Victor laughed, he was having fun with this and he really didn't care why.
 
As much as she could, Melanie tried to turn away from him. She didn't really care if he was enjoying torturing her like this. She wanted to find a way out of this, but she knew that would prove to be very difficult when he was ike this. She wasn't completely aware of his collection of cosplay, and she was surprised to just have found the ears and tail. She remembered seeing him looking up different costumes and girls in them. Most of those costumes were so horrible. She had to admit that there were some that caught her interest, but she had no intention whatsoever in engaging in that. that wouldn't be the case here as she was being forced to do so. "W-what? What are you talking about?! You only said something about being a catgirl!" she said, glaring a bit at him. This was starting to get just a little bit creepier. She started to fiddle a bit with the tail on hr panties, actually slipping it on and off every now and then.

Melanie started to wish that she hadn't started doing that, as the idea kicked into his head. Her eyes widened with shock and fear at his words. "What?! You were looking around in my room! How dare you!" The situation was only getting worse as she knew fully what he had taken. How had he figured that out anyway? He never listened to the alarm and slept in anyway, so why was he complaining so much about that? She watched him disappear under his bed again, pulling out the all too familiar box that was actually supposed to be under her bed. "So you took it..." She gasped as she was pushed onto the bed, and her lower body was lifted up a bit. "Hey! What are you doing?!" She started to struggle wildly in his grasp, but to no avail. She froze at the tear of her panties, and she felt the tip of the dildo gently pushed up against her ass. "W-wait! What are you doing?! I've never had anything there!" Her pleading would do her no good as he suddenly shoved the entire thing into her ass, making her cry out loudly in pain. "Ah! Stop! It hurts!" She was tearing up a bit as the pain started to subside. "What the hell did you do that for?!"
 
Victor enjoyed her protests, this was how any time before had been. He actually asked them to be resistant, or they were into bondage in the first place. He did find great amusement in her questions. The figure she broke was quite big considering how most were. That was because it wasn't just a normal one. It was actually a masturbation toy, that he got special order. The legs would come off the pedestal and could be pushed up to reveal a slot to insert your member into. Yet when it wasn't being used a piece of plastic hid that, so it looked like any other figure. He chuckled at her, "Did you know that 'Figure' was actually adult toy for guys? The bottom removes to reveal a hole were you stick your junk into it, and remember what I said? Y.o.u.r. I.t.s. R.e.p.l.a.c.e.m.e.n.t." Victor spoke in a calm tone into her ear, he knew she was about to FREAK. But he wasn't going to stop in any sort of way. He got off of her pulling her up along with him. Victor plopped down on the bed, pulling her down onto his lap making it where her legs were around him. If she clamped down it could hurt quite a bit, but he didn't care. Her 'tail' got pushed deeper, into her as she was pressed against his bulge in his pants.

"Now lets play with, my 'kitty.'" Victor laughed forcing her shirt off of her, and using the scissors to get rid of her bra, cutting the thin part in the front center, letting her lovely breast free. Before she could escape he wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her close so she couldn't get away. By this point he could feel her wiggling to get away, but without hesitation his mouth clamped down onto her left breast. He immediately began a sucking on her precious nipple, using his tongue to tease it even more. He wasn't going to let her get away with now that he had began, he was going to train her to love this, more then anything. She was his toy now and he wasn't letting her go.
 
Melanie grumbled softly as she tried to move away from him, but he was still holding tightly onto her lower body. She slowly turned her head to look back where the dildo was coming from her ass. It was still a little uncomfortable, and from what she could see, every little movement of her hips would make the tail sway. She couldn't believe he was going this far for the figure. She froze where she was when he heard what he was saying. Was what he said true? She didn't bother to look over something like that, but she did recall some indentation along the waist of the figure. It couldn't be, could it? "W-what?! Don't tell me you're going to try something like that! I'll kill you you know!" What in the world was he doing buying perverted stuff like that anyway? It seemed his hobby was more of an obsession, and it was starting to get completely out of hand. She didn't have to take this sort of torment. As she tried to get away, he still held tightly to her, now finding herself on his lap facing him. She let out a little whine as she felt the dildo slip even deeper inside of her. It looked like he was doing that intentionally.

"Tch! You're insane! You think I'll let you do something like that?!" Before she knew it though, he had easily pulled off her shirt. She was about to lash out at him, but seemed to hesitate as the scissors came near her. this allowed him to cut off her bra without any trouble. Her breasts were now revealed for him to see, and she felt the cool air of the room wash over them. It could be seen just why all of the guys at school hit on her. She let out a loud gasp and her back arched a bit as he took her left nipple in his mouth, sucking roughly on it. She tried to push him away, but he was holding her tighter, and it only made her waist hurt and push the tail in further. "Ah...! Stop it! Don't do this!"
 
He began to get increasingly annoyed with her. Especially when she attempted to strike him, she was he toy now. How dare she think to raise her hand to him, her brother none the less. That was a no-no on two levels. "Me insane? You kill me!? LET me! You misunderstand the situation!" Victor spoke as his mouth let go of her nipple. His anger raging, he pushed her onto the bed. His body hovering over her. His hands grasped her wrists as he glared down at her. He used his knee to push her 'tail' as far as he possibly could in. "You have no such right! You are mine, and I am not going to give you up! You who always attracted every perverted asshole who wanted to just put you on his mantel! You who made me into a outcast! You who made it so any friend I had was just trying to get through me into your pants! Im tired of it! I won't let you be one one of there mantels, Even if I have to train you, break you, and make it so it is only me who I can have you! I won't give my sister to anyone!" Victor spoke, his voice booming all his pent up emotions erupting. He had protected her from all of them, and by this point he was willing to do this to her, if it kept all his work, his sacrifices from going to waste. He wasn't going to have that, not now, not after so many fights. In a continued fit of anger he let go of one wrist and undid his pants, yanked the side of her panties. He had almost ripped them off in one single motion, and he positioned himself in front of her lovely entrence.

"You are-" He cut himself off thrusting himself all the way in. He could feel the resistance, of her tightening up, he could tell the dildo had slipped out of her ass when he went in. Reaching down he pushed it in as he pulled out, and pulled it out when he thrusted in. "Mine!" He spoke as he continued this motion as he slowly began to do his thing.
 
Her eyes were once again filled will immense fear. He was really going all out with this. She'd know if he was joking, but this was not one of those times. He had his mind set straight on doing this unspeakable things to her and she couldn't do anything about it. She gasped as she was forced down on the bed again, having her wrists shackled by his hands. She couldn't possibly push him off her with him putting all his weight on her. As he spoke, she felt the tail slip in even deeper until it couldn't go any further. Her body squirmed and twitched as it moved in her, making her tear up a little more at the pain. While she knew that he would sometimes get into fights because of her, she still had no intentions of being with any of those guys. She knew what they wanted. "That's a lie! I didn't want that at all! I know you are protecting me from them, but you don't have to go this far to do it!" she said, looking back up at him. He could see just how angry she was, but at the same time it looked like she was pleading for him to stop. there was an odd silence, broken by the unzipping of his pants. Her body was pulled closer to him a little when he pulled at her panties, and she saw him position his member at her tight entrance.

"N-no...please don't do it!" Her pleas were ignored as he suddenly shoved his member into her entrance, making her cry out loudly with pain and pleasure. There was a lot of resistance and he was the biggest thing she had inside her, even more so than her vibrators. She felt the tail starting to slip out, only to have him push it back in her, making her whine softly. He started his little motion, pulling the tail out when he trusted in, and vice-versa. "Ah...no!" Even as she begged for him to stop, he could pick up soft moans coming from her. Of course she was enjoying this, but the situation she was in had her very afraid.
 
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