~Author's Note:

I just want to take the time to quickly say thanks to everyone who has reviewed my story thus far, and those that may in the future!

It's really helped to motivate me. Enjoy chapter three! Chapter four won't be too far behind. ;)

Chapter 3

You are Dave Strider and you just found out from Bro the only way to turn back into the true, male, Dave Strider, was to have sex with your brother. Incest definitely had never crossed your mind and, frankly, the thought made you want to cough up your organs.

"What?" Dave whispered. Her shades had slipped down her petite nose enough to reveal that she was horrified and scared to no end.

"Bro I swear to gog if this is a fucking joke you better tell me now."

Bro simply raised an eyebrow.

"Since when have I joked about sex lil' sis?" Bro replied bluntly.

It was true. Bro never joked about sex or anything else erotic for that matter.

"Shit, mother fucking, gog!" Dave cursed as she remembered her chest wasn't covered yet.

Dave folded her arms protectively over her breasts as Bro stared. Dave had never touched boobs before, and she found them surprisingly soft and squishy. You were definitely going to be gay after this was over. Dave had already been confused about her sexuality before this, and she just found her answer. Dave would never look at girls the same way ever again.

"Watch your fucking language." Bro stated as he stood, moving towards Dave.

You are Dirk Strider, and you feel the sudden urge to get your groove on. Daphne wanted to be turned back so bad, there was no harm in starting now...was there?

Bro stood from his position on the edge of the bed. Once Bro reached Daphne he pulled her into a passionate kiss. Daphne was hesitant, and a little shocked at the sudden development, but she got over it pretty quickly as she began kissing you back.

For such a protestant bitch, Daphne sure is eager.

Bro decided that this was his cue to move things over to the bed. Lips still locked in a make out session, Bro led Daphne over to the bed where he slowly lowered himself on top of her, after so kindly shoving her into the mattress.

Bro was keeping his cool, but if it had been the other way around he probably would be flipping his shit like Daphne was now.

You are again, Dave Strider, and Bro won't fucking stop calling you Daphne. He's really pushing his luck with you right now seeing as how he's just shoved you down onto your shitty bed. Bro then proceeded to climb on top of you pinning your arms above your head, the other pinching at your tits.

"Brooo. Stop." Damn it! Dave hadn't meant to moan.

"You want to get better don't you?" Bro shot back as he nipped at Daphne's collarbone.

"Y-yes. Fuck. Fine, fine, just get it over with." Dave groaned.

Bro smirked down at Daphne through his shades.

"Will do."