The next morning, Shelke woke up still naked, but in bed and alone. She sat up and looked around her. No sign of Shalua. Was it a dream? No, why else would she still be naked, she didn't normally sleep like that. That and she could still taste remnants of her sister's nectar on her tongue. So where was Shalua then? Shelke got up and put a robe on to cover her body. She proceeded to look around and eventually found a note on Shalua's door.
"Went to work alone, figured you could use the rest. Be back later today, cutie." Shelke read aloud. Shelke shrugged and accepted the fact, after all, she really could use some rest after the sex with her sister last night. How Shalua was still perfectly fine she would never know.
Shelke went out to the kitchen to eat breakfast. She cooked herself up eggs, bacon, and toast and sat down at the kitchen table. As she ate, she thought about what she and Shalua had done last night. She was happy about it. She knew it was wrong, but as long as no one else found out, she and Shalua could live a happy loving life together. She was so grateful that Shalua had returned her feelings.
Just then, Shelke's thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. She tightened her robe a little extra to make sure no one could tell she was naked under it, and went to answer. Shelke opened the door to see Barret's daughter Marlene.
"Oh. Marlene right? Vincent has mentioned you before. What can I do for you?" Shelke asked.
Marlene simply smiled, "Can I come in for a minute?" She asked. Shelke paused, but figured she'd try to be friendly and nodded, opening the door wider and allowing Marlene in.
Marlene walked in to the living room area and sat on their couch. Shelke sat next to her.
"Okay, so what's up?" Shelke asked.
"Well..." Marlene started, "I came here to ask for a favor. You see I'm in love."
"That's great." Shelke responded, now daydreaming of her own lover.
Marlene nodded, "It was." She said, "Until people decided to step in and tell me it was wrong."
Shelke gave Marlene a questioning look. Sure an 8 year old probably didn't know much about actual love, but why does that make it wrong? If she thinks she's in love then let her go and have her cute little play dates, Shelke thought.
"You see, the one I'm in love with is...older. And people think that's wrong. They're not taking our feelings into account, they're just forcing us to go along with it. And I don't think that's right. Do you?" Marlene asked.
Shelke shook her head. If she was going to sit there and say what's wrong and what's right, how can she possibly justify being lovers with her sister?
"But how old is this person?" Shelke asked.
"A lot older. I think she's I'm her twenties." Marlene responded. Shelke's eyes widened.
"Well then I take it back, that's not okay." Shelke quickly said.
Marlene gave Shelke an angry look, "Oh, but loving your sister is!?" She shouted. Shelke immediately stood up and backed away.
"W-what are you talking about?" Shelke asked hesitantly.
Marlene stood up as well and began walking towards her, "I saw everything. I know you and your sister had sex. I know you're in love. And I was hoping that you'd understand my problem since you'd have a similar one if people knew." Marlene said. Shelke continued to step backwards as Marlene walked towards her, backing into the kitchen eventually.
"But I guess I was wrong." Marlene continued, "You're just like all the rest, thinking it's wrong just because I'm a little younger. Well fine we'll see how many people think incest is wrong once I tell them about you and your sister."
Shelke shook her head and began to beg, "No. Please! Anything but that! I just want to live happily with Shalua!"
Shelke backed into the kitchen table and knocked her breakfast plate onto the ground. Marlene approached her and put her arms around Shelke's waist.
"Well...I can be convinced not to tell." Marlene hinted.
"How? I'll give you anything you want!" Shelke continued to beg. Marlene giggled and leaned into Shelke's ear.
"You're body then..." She whispered. Marlene then softly bit Shelke's earlobe. Shelke quickly pushed her off and screamed.
"It's that or I tell, Shelke!" Marlene yelled at her. Shelke immediately silenced herself. Her eyes welled up with tears as she realized that she had no choice but to give in to Marlene's demands if she was going to happily spend her life loving Shalua in peace. Shelke gulped and slowly nodded.
"Good." Marlene said with a smile. She then walked back over to Shelke again and kissed her, immediately pushing her tongue into Shelke's mouth. Shelke grimaced at the feeling, but went along with it out of desperation.
Marlene continued to kiss Shelke harshly, pushing her so she was now sitting on the kitchen table. Marlene caressed Shelke's body, making Shelke flinch with ever stroke.
Marlene didn't truly want this any more than Shelke did. She had no interest in Shelke, and actually felt terrible for doing this to her, but she believed it was worth it. If she sent a clear enough message to her father that she would never be happy and never make anyone else happy unless she was with Tifa, then maybe Barret would cave and let it happen. There was no way she could ever be happy again if she was ripped from her true love. And that was worth fighting for, that was worth...hurting Shelke like this.
Shelke struggled to hold back tears and sobs. She was being forced to give someone else something only Shalua should have. Something she only ever wanted Shalua and Shalua alone to have. She felt like she was losing something dear to her. She felt as if by doing this with Marlene, it would never be so sacred to do it with Shalua ever again. And yet, she didn't want to sacrifice at least getting to be together with Shalua, even if making love to her wouldn't be the same. Of course she couldn't have this one thing, she thought. It was Deepground all over again...
Marlene untied Shelke's robe and pulled it off of her, throwing it to the ground beside them. She knew Shelke would still be naked. Shelke wanted to scream at the fact that someone besides Shalua was getting to see her body so bare. She didn't think it could get worse, but it did...
Marlene, still tonguing Shelke, placed one hand on Shelke's small breasts in order to massage them and pinch at her nipples, while the other hand trailed downwards to play with Shelke's opening.
"Hhaaah!" Shelke yelped at the sudden contact. She felt so dirty now, so violated, but it wasn't ending. Marlene proceeded to kiss down Shelke's neck and eventually to her breasts, allowing her to suck and lick them. Shelke regretfully let a few moans escape her, not wanting to admit how good these unwanted advancements felt.
"Nnngh! Ahhh!" Shelke moaned even though she tried her best to hold it back. Marlene kissed down Shelke's soft naked body even further until she was brought to Shelke's entrance.
"No, don't..." Shelke begged pathetically, but to no avail, as Marlene began defiling her lower regions with her tongue. Shelke continued trying to fight back the noises she was making, but inevitably a few escaped. Marlene on the other hand, enjoyed the taste of Shelke's innocent fluids.
"Aaahhh! No! Stop! Uuhhh! Oh god! Hhaaah! No more! Please!" Shelke moaned and begged as Marlene simply ignored her to continue raping her. Marlene inserted fingers as well, further torturing Shelke.
Marlene fingered and licked Shelke ferociously on the kitchen table for some time as Shelke writhed and moaned and screamed, half in ecstasy and half in agony, until...
"AAAHHHHHH!" Shelke screamed as she was forced over the edge to her dismay. As Marlene slowed to a halt, Shelke collapsed onto the table crying. Marlene's heart sank heavily and guilt washed over her like a tsunami, threatening to drown her, but she remained afloat, determined to fight for her chance at true love.
"We're not done." Marlene said. Shelke looked up at her in tears, a look of utter horror and defeat sprawled across her face.
"Why?" Shelke whimpered, "What have I ever done to you?"
Marlene was brought almost to tears, but just barely fought them back. She tried to say something strong, something uncaring in order to continue creating this horrific message to send to her father, but she just couldn't.
"I'm sorry..." Marlene uttered, "I have no choice. It's not personal."
At that, Marlene grabbed a bag she had brought into the house with her. From inside she pulled a clear white sex toy and lube.
"W-what are those?" Shelke hesitantly asked. Marlene came back over to her.
"I'll show you." Marlene said. She then proceeded to place lube on Shelke's anal hole, making Shelke flinch and writhe in discomfort. Afterwards, Marlene held the toy up to Shelke's face.
"This is called an Anal Wand." Marlene said before lowering it to the entrance of Shelke's smaller hole.
"No, please! Just stop, I'm begging you!" Shelke pleaded. Marlene simply shook her head and began inserting the toy.
"Hhnnngggaaahhhh!" Shelke screamed as Marlene slid the rigid bumpy toy as far into Shelke's ass as possible. At this point, Shelke found herself questioning whether or not it was truly worth it to go through this torture. No, she thought, she couldn't question that. That was going to be the one thing that would get her through this, the thought of spending the rest of her life happily with Shalua.
Marlene began to pull the toy back out and push it back in, first slowly, but eventually faster and faster. Shelke grunted and screamed at the violating feeling.
"Huunhh! Aagghhh! Stop! No more please! Errrghh! Unnghh!" Shelke moaned painfully, struggling to find the enjoyment through the intense pain. Marlene kissed Shelke once more, pushing her down to lay on the table while she continued thrusting the toy in and out of Shelke's tight hole. Shelke's eyes began to well up again due to the physical pain being added to the emotional torture. She had felt like her insides were tearing up before, but now she truly physically felt that way.
Marlene moved down to lick at Shelke's clit again, inserting fingers from the hand that wasn't busy stripping Shelke of her anal virginity.
"Aahhh! Unnghh! Oohhh! No! I don't want to cum for you! Haaahhh! Stop please!" Shelke begged and pleaded, but her pleas went ignored until it was too late...
"AAAAAAHHHHHH!" Shelke screamed as she came once more. Marlene pulled the toy out of Shelke's now very sore butt, causing the victimized girl to writhe I'm agony. As if to add insult to injury Marlene held the wand up to Shelke's face.
"Lick it clean." Marlene demanded. Shelke sobbed deeply and sat up. She licked the toy clean of the flavored lube and what juices of hers had leaked from her vagina downwards on to it. She gagged a bit as she tasted the mix of faux cherry flavor and the sweetness of her own fluid, mixed with the slightest taste of blood, a sheer sign that Marlene was too rough with her.
Feeling that she had done enough, Marlene threw Shelke's robe onto her.
"Get dressed before your sister gets back." Marlene commanded. Shelke was reduced to nothing more than a small, traumatized, crying girl curled up into a ball laying on the kitchen table naked and aching. She simply pulled the robe up and wrapped herself in it. She could still smell a little of Shalua's perfume on it, which made her sob even harder and mutter her sister's name as she clutched the robe tightly, praying that she would awaken from this nightmare soon to find herself still held in Shalua's warm, comforting arms.
Marlene felt appalled at what she had reduced Shelke to. She too questioned whether this was worth it.
"No..." Marlene muttered to herself as she shook her head, "I can't think like that. I'm only doing what I have to in order to get dad to leave Tifa and I alone."
Marlene walked over to the front door and looked back at Shelke who hadn't moved from her defeated position.
"I'm so sorry..." Marlene said before walking out the
