Warning: Contains Incest
Stan sat curled up in his older sisters lap on the couch. He felt confused, something wasn't right about Shelly, this wasn't like her at all.
Why did she want him to sit in her lap?
Why was she holding him so gently?
He was so used to her abusive and violent behavior, that this type of affection was alien to him. He wasn't complaining of course, he really did love his sister despite the physical and emotional abuse she inflicted upon him almost every day.
Am I a masochist?
That thought came across Stans mind every time he thought of his sister.
"Hey, turd, look at me."
Stan jumped slightly at his sisters words but nonetheless, did as he was told.
Shelly leaned her face down to his and placed a soft kiss on Stans lips.
Stan, of course, was left wide eyed by this action. Now he really knew something was wrong.
"Why didn't you kiss me back, turd?"
The glare that began to form in Shellys eyes made Stan shiver as he attempted to stutter out an answer.
"W-Why did did you kiss me..?"
Shelly furrowed her brows, her gaze still fixed on him.
"Because you're my little brother and mine only, now kiss me back."
Without giving her little brother a chance to respond, she immediately placed her lips on his again, with a little more force than the last time.
Stan returned the kiss this time, making sure not to anger his sister.
Shelly pulled away grinning, she just loved how submissive the boy could be. She wrapped her arms around his small form, pulling him in tighter.
"You belong to me, got it turd?"
Stan nodded his head, being to flustered to make out words. He felt so warm, so pleased. Shelly was definitely acting different, but the warmth that he felt inside when his sister kissed him, told him not to be concerned.
He let out a sigh of content, listening to his sister hum quietly as he slowly drifted to sleep.