Juju's Brassier Adventure Part 1: Blood Menace (A Xenoblade Chronicles fanfiction for Mature Audiences)
Author's Note: As this story is mostly set in the refugee camp on the Bionis' Leg, I advise listening to this song whilst reading: watch?v=UnovGK6EfcQ (Wait, this link is broken now. Just look up the refugee camp music on your own then. Sorry for the inconvenience.)
Trash. As usual, Juju was up to his neck in trash. He was digging through the dumpster in one of Colony 6's back alleys when a loud clang caught his attention. As he climbed out of his dumpster he saw a large mechon turn the corner into the alley, with a bizarre metallic face glaring at him with soulless eyes and a wide grin. Juju's breathing quickened and his heart began pounding. As the faced mechon advanced others began to file in behind it. Juju began to tremble but took a closer look at the mechon. He saw that inside the mechon was that scumbag who was always hanging around with Sharla. His brain went fuzzy. The mechon charged a ball of energy and launched it at him. Juju jumped back, although a fragment of concrete that flew from the blast zone ripped open his shirt and created a shallow gash across his chest. He glared back at the monster. "You bastard! You'll pay! You'll all pay!" he yelled, as he charged at the mass of machines.
"Juju! Juju! Wake up!" Juju realized he was being violently shaken, presumably by his sister. He calmed himself and slowly opened his eyes, finding himself staring directly into Sharla's cleavage. Whatever he had been thinking and feeling in his dream was promptly chased away by his waking dreams of rubbing his face in that ample bosom. "Juju, look at me" Sharla softly spoke as she gently grabbed Juju's chin and lifted up his head to look into his eyes, "Were you having another nightmare?" Juju tried to force his mind away from his sister's breasts and recall his dream. Unable to recall anything, he merely shrugged. However, Sharla continued to press him. "Do you remember feeling anything?" "Umm… I'm not sure. I think I was… excited, or something" Juju hesitantly ventured. "I think there was trash but then… then something else came and I felt…" he paused. He had felt something intense but couldn't remember how that intensity manifested. Was it fear, euphoria, or… "anger," Juju continued, "I saw something that made me angry and I was so incredibly, intensely angry. I guess hate might be the best term. I have no clue what it all means. Maybe I'm scared that I'm just trash. I mean, I couldn't even do anything to protect the Colony when it was invaded." Sharla gasped. "Juju, don't you dare talk like that! You are not trash. You are my brother and I love you." Juju scoffed, "As if! When they attacked, everyone told me to just run. I wanted to stay and fight but I guess everyone knew how weak and pathetic I am, making sure I was kept far away from the battle and then securely in the evac ship. I should have done something! If only I had the power to destroy them!" Sharla slapped him across the face. "Juju, just stop it. You are not a warrior. You're a sweet, gentle boy and your place is to help those you love, not to throw your life away hacking at heartless monsters. Running away was the best thing you could have done to help us survive; if anything, that makes you the opposite of trash." She laid him back in bed and kissed him on the forehead. "Just wait here and I'll get you breakfast, if we have any at least." She walked away towards the entrance of the cave, as Juju gawked at her swaying ass. Juju sighed and slumped back into his makeshift bed. "This has to be the worst birthday ever," he muttered to himself. "who would've thought I'd be spending my eighteenth in a refugee camp?". Also, why am I starting to find my sister so… sexy? I've always known that she had a rocking body but I never wanted to indulge in it until a couple days ago. My depraved instincts: they seem to be emerging from somewhere deep inside me. It feels so primal and ancient. It's taboo but I think a long time ago it might have been right and I could still make it right. Did I always want to fuck my sister, deep down in my subconscious, but never realized until now?
As Sharla exited the cave where all the refugees were sleeping, she saw Olga roasting something over a fire as Matryona was fishing in the pond where the evac ship was parked. "Hey there. Do we have anything for breakfast? Juju's not doing too well." Olga took a pathetically small filet from her frying pan and handed it to her. "What exactly is up with Juju? He seems to be acting a little odd." "He's been having nightmares ever since the Mechon attacked the colony. He can't remember very much about them but they seem to come with intense fear and anger. He seems to be thinking that he should have defended the colony instead of running." Olga seemed quite taken aback by that response. "Tha-… that's pretty bad but I was thinking more, er, well, he's been, um," she was struggling to spit out what she had to say, "I couldn't help but notice that he's been sort of gawking at you. I saw it in my own boys when they were his age (well, slightly younger to be honest) and it always meant that they liked whatever girl they were checking out, if you know what I'm saying." To her surprise, Sharla did not seem to take this news as a surprise. "I kind of thought that was going on but I couldn't be sure," she said. "I was more worried about the nightmares: I just want him to be at peace." "Well of course," Olga stated sympathetically, "any big sister wants to keep their little brother happy. It's probably a bit like being a mother that way." Sharla didn't reply. She got up and started heading back into the cave. At last, I think I know how I can help Juju get over his nightmares and then he can sleep peacefully.
Meanwhile, Juju was still in a state of confusion. Why, he wondered, why do I have to have this lust for Sharla, and at a time like this no less? What should I do? I can't carry out these disgusting fantasies. There's no way anyone's sister would actually do these things. If I can't relieve these desires then I need to learn to repress them. This needs to be a secret I take to my grave; no one can ever know. I want Sharla to continue being my loving sister so the truth must remain buried deep inside. As he came to this resolution Sharla strutted into their room. "Juju, honey, I couldn't help but notice something as I was leaving our room earlier" she said. This startled Juju out of his thoughts, and he began to worry that she suspected that he was a nasty little pervert. "Oh, er, what is it Sharla" he inquired. She smirked. "Juju, do you like my ass? I'm pretty sure you were admiring it a few minutes ago, and I doubt it was the first time either?" At this, Juju got extremely nervous. No, he thought, I can't let her know about my depraved instincts. That would ruin everything. He managed to stutter out a half-hearted "no". At this her smirk grew into a mischievous grin. "That wasn't a very confident 'no'. I think what you really meant was 'yes'." She turned around, spread her legs a little, and put her hand on her hips. Juju had a perfect view of her plump buttocks under her tight-fitting shorts. "Do you know why I dress like this Juju? At first it was just because I enjoyed the feeling of having my bare skin being exposed to the sunlight and wind on the plains. Then after I joined the Defence Force I realized that not only was I proud of keeping my body in such great shape and wanted to show it off, but all the men in the force also really enjoyed seeing it. At first the brass wouldn't allow it: they said it was 'distracting' or some rubbish and most of my friends and family said it was 'demeaning' although I think they were just jealous that they didn't look this good. Eventually there was one soldier who really liked how I looked; after that they deemed it essential that I dress this way for morale." I bet that asshole Gadolt was just after a little quid pro quo Juju bitterly thought to himself. Seeing the discontent on his face Sharla quickly continued, rushing to the point of her story. "Anyway, I don't think it's just good for the soldier's morale: I always thought it was quite good for our family's morale when things started getting tough. Point is, it's perfectly fine to find me attractive. These are tough times and you need to find a reason to get up and face the next day. I think eagerly awaiting tomorrow so you can hang with your hot-ass sister is a great way to live your life. As long as we're not getting married I think its fine for us to keep having fun together even as grown-ups." In all this time she had not turned around and Juju had not taken his eyes from her butt and legs. "Now tell me," Sharla continued, "do you like my ass?" Juju sighed then muttered something "What was that? Speak up if you want to be heard young man!" Sharla snapped curtly but affectionately. Juju stammered another answer, "Y-y-yes Ma'am. I like your ass very much. It has great form, a perfect size, and is a great compliment to your fine legs too." He quickly silenced himself, surprised that he spoke so much and nervous about what the consequences would be. Sharla turned around and smirked yet again. Juju couldn't bring himself to look into her eyes, afraid that he would see his lust reflected in them. "I thought that's how you felt. In that case, can you tell me what it is you really want from me?" She walked over and sat down next to him; Juju looked the other way. He was silent. "Do you mind if I sit in your lap?" his sister inquired of him. Juju turned and looked at her in astonishment. Seeing the expression on his face she concluded, "Looks like you would like that." She began edging towards him and he stiffened up. "Your're so tense" Sharla observed. She put her hand on his shoulder and pushed him down to the ground, "just lay down and relax." She implored. He may be laying down, but he was having a tough time relaxing. What am I feeling? Juju wondered. He was sweaty, shaking, his heart was racing, and his breathing was heavy. As he was wondering this, Sharla sat down on his crotch. "Well, little brother? Does my ass feel as good as it looks?" He was silent. She rubbed her butt across his crotch and bounced up and down a little. "You don't need to say anything; your body doesn't lie." She said, getting up and pointing at the bulge in his pants. "In fact," she continued, "let's see how much you like it". She reached for the waist of his bottoms. However, his shirt was the way she grabbed it and ripped it apart, creating a large tear that reached up to Juju's navel. For an instant Juju's mind was taken over by absolute fury. He wasn't particularly fond of that shirt but something about how she had just ripped it apart like trash offended him in some inexplicable way.
Meanwhile, Sharla had removed his bottoms and revealed a very large straight-on hard-on. "It's just like I said," she bragged, "here's a sure sign that you're enjoying yourself." She began stroking Juju's erect, trembling penis and he finally spoke up, saying "You're certainly right about that." She seemed rather relieved that he was finally talking to her and responded, "Finally speaking up, are you? Well, I bet in a couple minutes you won't be able to shut up. You'll be rambling about how hot I am, how great I can make you feel, and crying out my name in ecstasy!" "Sharla, shut up and focus." Sharla looked back down to the cock she was playing with and noticed it was already beginning to get wet at the tip. "Why don't you clean it up with your mouth, like a good little whore? " Quite teken by the idea, Sharla beamed at her brother and exclaimed, "Oh, Juju! Prepare to receive the most divine gift a sister can give!" At first she was simply licking the fluid off of the tip but her young master quickly grew tired of this, grabbed her head, and pushed her down so her lips were completely enveloping his penis, yelling "Suck on this!" His sister was now using her whole mouth to try and satisfy his now seemingly boundless cravings. This continued for a fair bit, with Juju offering infrequent commentary. Although he didn't say much, his voice was always full of a confidence he hadn't shown for a while, saying stuff about how it was about time he made her his bitch or he wasn't going to be denied his ambitions any longer. Eventually, despite how close he was to climaxing, Juju calmly asked Sharla to stop for a second. She obliged and Juju began to speak again: "You know Sharla, you were quite interested to know what I thought of your butt, but you did not inquire about your breasts at all. I honestly think your boobs are the most impressive thing about your body and are certainly leagues beyond any other woman. That is why I would like you to cease with using your mouth and instead finish this with your most gifted assets." Sharla affirmed that she would do whatever Juju wanted, and asked how much clothes she should take off. This required much though on Juju's part so it took him a while to respond. When he did, his answer was this: "Well, although I would like to admire your bare breasts some time, I do quite like the idea of a tit-job under some clothes. It seems somehow more naughty, as if you were so eager you couldn't wait to undress. I imagine that the tightness of the clothes could also put more pressure on too. If you were wearing a top that did not show cleavage then it would also make ejaculation more exciting as it would require more for in order to get the semen through the fabric, but as you always have such a generous display it unfortunately does not apply here. Therefore, in this case I would prefer if you took of your top and merely had your bra on, as that will allow you to maneuver your boobs quite a bit more than with that cumbersome vest whilst still preserving some of the additional naughtiness." Unsure how exactly to respond to this detailed and graphic description, Sharla responded with actions rather than words. Soon she was doing exactly as Juju wished. She squeezed her breasts hard enough to apply a lot of pressure to her brother's cock but not so much as to make it difficult to bounce them around. "It's just a matter of time now," she whispered, referring to how Juju was nearly at a point where he couldn't contain himself any longer. Juju was trying to keep him composure but Sharla knew that it wouldn't take much to push him over the edge. She implored her brother to look into her eyes. As he did so, he was met with a most playful gaze as Sharla teased, "My rifle is getting hotter!" (Author's Note: "my rifle" is what she calls his penis). At this Juju finally let go. There was an explosion, the blast of which seemed to shake the heavens. The following eruption rising up seemed to reach for the sky but fell back down to Earth like rain. Although he did not cry out his sister's name in ecstasy as she predicted, he still let out a sigh, like a giant's dying breath, in wretched contentment. He laid back down and Sharla, her face covered and her cleavage filled with Juju's cummies, stood up. To her surprise, Juju also stood up a mere heartbeat after her. "What's the matter Juju? Don't you want to rest now? You really should have been getting more sleep recently." At this Juju let out a scoff that was simultaneously mirthful and disdainful. "As if! I haven't felt this alive for a long time!" He began marching towards the cave exit like a man on a mission, calling back to Sharla, "Sister, the sleeper has awakened!" Feeling defeated, she took off her white bra and put on a black one.
Outside the cave, Pama, the little Nopon boy who had been separated from his parents during the Colony 6 evacuation, noticed Juju waking towards his buggy. "What Juju doing? Why Juju seem different?" the lad inquired, seemingly breaking away from his depression for the briefest of moments. Juju grinned at the innocent mind before him and began speaking with the air of one with a grand tale to tell, bragging "That is a little story I like to call Juju's Brassier Adventure!"
Credits
Writer
Garegga4
Copywrite and Trademark Holders
Nintendo
Monolith Soft
Special Thanks
Noah Antwiler
Hirohiko Araki
Hideo Kojima
David Lynch
Emiliano Rosales-Birou
Tetsuya Takahashi
John Waters
Creator
Garegga4
Next Time on Juju's Brassier Adventure
Following the defeat of Zanza, the former inhabitants of the Bionis and Mechonis are working on the construction of a spaceship, the Eldridge, to explore the vast reaches of the universe. However, Juju is more worried about people making a move on his sister. As launch date approaches, will Juju's lust push their civilization to grand new heights or have their ambitions come crashing down to Earth?
COOMING SOON: Juju's Brassier Adventure Part 2: Butthole Tenderness