What was this weird feeling on his leg? It was warm and wet, but he definitely liked it. He thrust his knee into it, and received a noise in response. He liked that noise too. He repeated the action and the noise repeated.
"Linky." He heard a moan of his name.
"Yeah?" He smiled as his eyes began to flutter open. It was pitch black, and he was practically blind, but he could make out a blur of red sitting where his leg probably was and deduced that was where the sound was coming from. He reached out his hand to grab it, but was instead met with something soft and warm that seemed to poke his palm. His vision finally adjusted to the darkness, and he gasped in surprise at the scene before him.
On his bare lap sat Lily, her jersey riding up her hips which sat on his lap. Closer inspection revealed that she wore no underwear. The sleeves of the over-sized shirt had slipped down her shoulders, revealing her breasts upon one which his palm firmly rested on.
He squeaked, hastily removing his hand. "S-Sorry Lily."
Even in the dark, he could make out the faint blush on her face. Her breathing was heavy and her eyes half lidded. "Lincoln." Another moan of his name escaped her lips, before she lifted herself to sit on his crotch. "Lincoln, I want to ask you something."
"Yeah… Go ahead."
"Remember what we did on the couch?" Lincoln felt his dick painfully clench, as she pressed her girlhood harder onto him.
"Y-yeah, I remember."
"I want to do it again." Without warning she began to move her hips. The friction, and heat was almost unbearable.
Lincoln groaned in pleasure and protest. "Lily… wait, we can't do this." She pressed even harder, causing him to moan, and his hands to instinctively fly to her hips to stop her.
"Why not?" She gave him a look so innocent, he was almost sure she didn't even know what they were doing.
"It's wrong, we're brother and sister. We're not supposed to do this type of stuff." Lily stopped grinding, and Lincoln wasn't sure whether he was happy or sad of that.
"What makes it so wrong?" Lily asked, leaning into him. "I'm a girl, you're a boy. Sure things aren't in the best shape, but we like each other. Isn't that what matters."
"But what'll others think, they'll…"
"Who cares what other think? I may have just been a year old yesterday, but just like Lisa said, I have aged mentally as well. I know that if a boy and a girl enjoy doing stuff together, and they aren't hurting anyone, then it's not wrong or evil." Lily smirked. "And you do enjoy this, don't you?" She thrust her hips again, moving her groin further up his crotch, onto his stomach then back down, pushing his pants and briefs down a little, allowing the smallest contact of his penis, with her pussy. They both gasped at the feeling.
"Yeah, I definitely do." Lincoln said, as his hands went further down her hips, and cupped her bare ass.
"Then, what's so wrong about it." She began thrusting again, each time, her girlhood making contact with his exposed head.
"I…" The feeling was beginning to drive him off the edge. He grasped her waist tighter. "Lily, no as much as I really want to do this, we can't."
Lily whimpered, but complied. Instead she rested her head on his chest.
Lincoln smiled, then lay his hand on the small of her back, both of them falling into sleep soon after.
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The next morning, Lincoln awoke to the bright sun shining directly on his face. He groaned and tried to turn away from the offending light, but felt a weight on his chest. He opened his eyes, and was met with Lily, sleeping peacefully on his chest. Her shirt, dropped below her shoulders. His hand resting on her butt. He gently took his hand off and attempted to leave, until Lily groaned.
Lily began wake up. Her eyes searched the room, before falling on the window where the light came from. She closed her eyes again and groaned, before turning and resting flat against his chest. "I hate mornings."
Lincoln smiled as she went back to sleep instantly. He took a second to reflect on what happened just the night before. He had to talk to Lisa about it. He gently lifted Lily from his chest and placed her on the other side of the bed. He stood, suddenly noticing the tent in his pants. He sighed knowing this was going to cause trouble. Then after a few stretches, he grabbed his usual clothes, an orange polo shirt and blue jeans, and stood behind his door, opening it a crack to check outside.
"Hmm, no morning line for the bathroom. It's either really early or really late. Either way old friend…" he looked down at the tent in his pants. "We got off lucky today." He opened the door wider, then slowly closed it to avoid any loud noise.
He snuck through the hall, wincing at any creak made by the hardwood floor.
"Hold it right there." He heard a voice order him. "Put your hands where I can see them." He slowly raised his hands to the air, sweating as he prayed for his morning wood to go down. "Now turn around real slow like." He complied, closing his eyes as he turned around and paused waiting for the inevitable laughter.
A fit of giggles reached his ears, and he slumped to his knees. "I'm so ashamed!" He cried, then opened one eye to find no one before him. He paused, confused. He stood by the stairs and peeked down, seeing the twins wrestling for a bottle of ketchup.
He sighed. "Ok then, looks like no one is here to see…" he turned around and paused mid-sentence.
"Hey Lincoln." He heard a light raspy voice.
"…sweet butternut squash!" He yelped in fear as he noticed Lucy, standing directly behind him, as usual, unnoticed.
"Sigh." She breathed out, saying the word instead of actually sighing. "No one ever notices me."
Lincoln put a hand to his chest, waiting as his heart rate slowed. "God, I'll never get used to that."
She hung her head as she walked past him. "Sigh, am I truly alone on this large blank canvas that is life, or am I the eraser that wipes away the joy from colorful paper."
Lincoln stared at her for a bit before turning away from him slowly. "Riigghttt…" he continued into the bathroom and closed the door behind him. He walked over to the sink, grabbed his tooth brush and began his morning routine.
He looked at the mirror over the sink as he brushed. "Here in the Loud house, it's not often you get the whole bathroom to yourself." He took some water into his mouth, gargled then spit, before washing the brush and set it down. "Usually, there's a long line of sisters before you get access to the bath." He took off his clothes and set them on the towel rack. "Even as the first to enter, you've always got the problem of others waiting behind you." He turned on the shower and waited for the water to heat to his preferred temperature. "And as the last, there's always someone who wants to use the toilet or wash their hands." Once satisfied, he got in and sighed as the water rushed over his head, onto his scalp. "Even in times like these, there is always the lingering feeling that your privacy won't last long." He closed the curtain and picked up his shampoo from the nine others that sat on the shelf. "Like at any moment, someone is going to barge in through the door, and ruin it." He applied the shampoo onto his head and placed it back. Suddenly, he heard the door open and someone let out a yawn.
Even with his eyes shut due to the shampoo, his face scrunched in an 'I told you so' manner.
He heard the door shut and someone picked out their tooth brush. Lincoln turned off the shower. "Uh… occupado! I'm in here you know."
"I know." Came the reply as the tap turned on, and whoever it was gargled water and spit. "Ugh, if I'm gonna stay like this I need a bigger tooth brush."
"Hello." Even with hearing her voice, he couldn't make out who it was, which shocked him, because he could always identify his sister's voices. He needed to if he was to know who was calling him around most of the time. "Maybe wait your turn." Lincoln still insisted.
"Nah, I'm hungry, it'll be faster if we just go together." The curtain opened to show Lily on the other side, naked.
"Lily?" Lincoln stood shocked, but still gave her space as she entered and closed the curtains behind her. He was really beginning to wonder if most of his memories of grown up Lily will be her in the nude.
"Hey Linc, which one is yours, I don't have one yet." She looked through the shampoo bottles before picking one out. "'Manly Roses?'" She read the name out loud and struggled not to laugh. "Yeah, this is definitely yours. Maybe I'll use a different one."
"Why are you in my shower?!" Lincoln asked.
"Like I said, I'm hungry." She smirked as she dropped the pink shampoo bottle she picked out back on the shelf. "Plus, I never really washed myself before. I need someone to make sure, I wash everywhere properly."
Lincoln gulped. His lower half began to stir, and Lily gasped as it brushed against her thigh. She smiled down as she noticed what it was. "Well hello little Linc, did I wake you." She held it in her hand and stroked it. Lincoln let out a shaky breath as she knelt in the bath and licked the tip. "Let me make it up to you." She put a small bit in her mouth, using her tongue to tease the head, before slowly inserting the rest in her mouth.
Lincoln wanted it. He wanted it so much, but his conscience had to say otherwise. "Lily." He gasped out, his breath raspy and choked. "Stop."
Lily pulled his cock out of her mouth with a pop. "Aww, really." She continued to pump his dick. "Won't this little guy miss me?" She gave it a squeeze.
"Let's just finish up here, the others will come to wake us up soon." Lincoln concluded as he turned the faucet back on.
"Alright, if that's what you want." Lily stood and reapplied some shampoo.
All the while, Lincoln felt something in the back of his head wanted to punch him so bad.
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Lincoln had been teased this much in… ever. He knew Lisa said she would come onto him, but nothing like this. After a thankfully normal shower with each other, she practically dragged him downstairs.
"Morning family!" She squealed as they reached the bottom steps, still not releasing Lincoln's hand. All motion stopped to look at her. Apparently, the factor of Lily's rapid aging having not fully sunk in yet.
She pulled him into the kitchen and only released his hand after they both sat down beside each other. "Hey Lynn, pass the Sugar Balls."
"Yeah." She responded weakly as she moved aside her protein packs to push the box down toward Lily.
She took it happily, and poured a bowl for herself, taking a spoon and a jar of milk and serving herself breakfast. After a few more seconds of silence, the room fell back into normalcy.
Lincoln grabbed his box of Corn Flakes, and poured himself a bowl. He took a spoon and began munching, his eyes moving through everyone in the room.
Lola and Lana still wrestled on the ground, Lynn sat ahead of him, munching on protein bars while balancing a basketball on her finger. Lucy sat on a chair in the corner writing in a black book, probably creating more poems. Lisa stared at him with a look of concerned anger. Lori… wait what.
His eyes fell on Lisa who watched him carefully, as if studying him for any flaws. He cocked his eyebrow at her, but she simply gestured toward upstairs.
He nodded and Lincoln took the last spoon from his bowl, then he and Lisa stood and dropped their bowls in the sink, before ascending the stairs to her room. All the while, they did not notice Lily's eyes follow them until they disappeared upstairs.
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Lisa shut the door behind her and leaned on it heavily. "What did you two do last night?" She asked plainly.
"We… we didn't do anything." Lincoln backed away slightly at the boldness of the question.
"Are you totally sure?" Lisa asked sternly, fixing her glasses.
"Totally sure." Lincoln assure her.
"Good, because I made a new discovery last night." She walked over to her lab table and picked up the same notepad from before. She flipped through the pages, her eyes falling on a particular page. "Last night, I noticed a change in the behavior of Subjects #2 and #3. They seemed to become more aggressive towards anyone that came close to their mother. They even fought each other in an attempt to isolate their mother and keep her for themselves."
Lincoln looked at her confused. "So what does this have to do with Lily?"
"Don't you see?" She dropped her notepad and stared at Lincoln with concern. "The effects of the gas on their neurological behavior spread faster through their small bodies, but with Lily, albeit it may take time, her behavior towards you will become similar to those of the #2 and #3. She will become more aggressive, more forceful in her actions, eventually, she may even force you to have intercourse."
Lincoln's eyes widened. "So, is there anything that can be done?"
"Well, I have a base prototype of the cure, but it only reverts her personality back to normal, but it won't revert her to her normal age. It is the only supply I have, so only use it when you believe it's totally necessary." She went to her lab table and opened the cabinet, pulling out a bottle filled with blue liquid.
"I have a few warning for you before you take this." She showed him the bottle.
"Never swallow it. It will do the exact opposite to you as to what it would do to her. It will make you lose control of yourself and fall into any temptation she may bring along."
"Why would I swa…" Lincoln began, confused.
"Only give her a small portion each time. Not only because the sample is small, but also because giving her an overdose would render the sample ineffective."
"Ok, but how do I…" He tried again
"And finally, beware, application may cause dizziness, hallucination, drunken behavior, irregular movements among other unrecorded effects."
"Ok, I got all that, but how do I apply the sample in the first place?" He finally managed to ask
"The sample needs an activation agent to trigger the effects."
"What would that be?"
"Saliva."
Lincoln froze. "Ok… well should I spit in it or…"
"No, the sample must remain un-tampered with. The saliva must be applied directly from mouth, to mouth."
"Ok… so I have to take this in, mix some spit in it and push it into her mouth with my mouth."
"Precisely."
"Long story short, you want me to kiss her and spit this stuff in her mouth."
"A bit blunt, but also accurate." Lisa nodded.
Lincoln sucked in a breath. "That should be fun." He put the sample in his pocket and tapped it. "Alright, thanks Lisa." He turned and was about leave when he heard Lisa call him back.
"And Lincoln." He turned back to her. "Be careful."
Lincoln smiled at the concern. "Don't worry Lisa, it's still Lily. She would never hurt me on purpose."
Lisa sent him a small smile that instantly dropped the moment he left the room. "I really hope so." She said as she turned to continue her research.
Author's Note: And chapter 3. Long chapter in my opinion. I actually didn't notice how long this was until I was done writing. Next chapter next week. Remember to review.
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Edit: Made a little blunder there posting Chapter two and three together. Made some spell checks as well so, yeah.
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