p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Pim was furious and bitter. Ever since Phil and Keely had left for college together, Pim felt like she was diddly squat. Phil didn't even make an appearance at her 18th birthday party – the day her bud blossomed into womanhood. As always, she was prepared to take matters into her own hands./p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Unification Day was the only day when she even saw him nowadays, and when it came around this year she'd make it count. She'd swiped the Transformer Device from her Dad's shed weeks earlier, then asked Keely to meet her to review her college applications. She'd guessed that 4mg Rohypnol in her coffee would do the trick. Like her dad always said, it was easy peasy. Some rope, a gag, and a rudimentary lock was all it took to keep her cooped up in the basement for Pim to take the body scan she needed and get to work./p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Keely's image loaded into the Transformer, Pim pulled the trigger and saw her short, stout frame transform into the lithe, big-titted Keely that her brother was so besotted by. She felt powerful. And she was. Taking Keely's phone from her pocket, she texted Phil to meet in his bedroom in 5. She arrived early./p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"It would be simple. Once Keely had broken Phil's heart, he'd have no choice but to come back to the family. To come back to her. She just needed to say the words, "I'm breaking up with you. I've met someone else. You are nothing to me."/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"But, with Phil, things never quite went according to plan. The minute he walked into the bedroom and laid eyes on her, he knew something was off. But for some reason the attraction was stronger./p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Hey, babe. What's wrong? You seem tense." Phil cooed, walking over and taking a seat on the bed. He immediately placed a strong hand on her shoulder and began rubbing in small, targeted circles around her pressure points. "Tell me what you need."/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Despite playing the beginning of this moment over and over in her head the past month, Pim found herself taken by surprise. Each time she'd envisioned this, there was nothing but anger fueling her. Now, she found herself preoccupied by the way he smelled, by the lack of distance between their faces, by a tone of voice she had never heard before./p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Refocusing herself, she leaned away and began. "Look, I've been thinking lately, and I just don't think this is working out for me. I need some…" but before she could even finish her opening statement she was silenced by an unanticipated rebuttal. Phil's lips were on Keeley's for what could have been the millionth time, but this was the first time Pim had felt his lips on hers. It felt… right./p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Her knees felt weak. Had she not been sitting, she might have sank to them. But that would have put her in an even more precarious situation. At the thought, her mind and eyes travelled downwards to his loose cargo shorts. Some men wore them to hide their colostomy bags, but she knew that Phil had no colostomy bag… yet. He only had a great big dick. A fact she was aware of now more than ever as she watched the bulge in his shorts grow and throb./p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"She had a choice to make. Stick with the plan and try to get her brother back. Or lean into the moment and maybe really get him for the first, as a man. A million reasons to stop raced through her brain. But they seemed to get quieter and quieter as the blood in her ears got louder and louder. All she could think about was her lips on hers. His tongue in her mouth. His hands on her perky, Keely-sized bajungas. She knew she wanted this. Taking a breath, she grabbed at the hem of his shirt and ripped it over his head./p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"That was all the encouragement Phil needed. His mouth salivated and he shouted "bazooha zoogas!", grabbed each of her mammoth mammary glands in his hands, trying to juggle them seemingly before remembering they were attached to her chest. He blushed at his oversight and instead grabbed her by the puss and threw her back on the bed./p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Blinded by the passion of the moment, Pim forgot that – not anticipating that the bed would come into play – she had tucked the Transformer underneath the pillow at the head of the bed. Realizing just a split second too late, she tried to twist her body in the air to avoid landing on it, but it was too late. Phil had thrown her with such force, and perfect accuracy. As she hit the pillow, she felt her bones change size and her tits shrivel up like ocean spray craisens before falling away./p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Phil GAPED down at her. His 18-year-old sister lay naked, panting on the bed in front of him, her face still flushed and chest heaving. There was no talking her way out of this one. The silence hung in the air like Phil's big, thick, veiny, uncut, purple, pulsing, cock dripping with thick milky precum. Pim found herself speechless in a moment frozen in time./p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"It was now Phil who had to make a choice. He was Pim's big brother. Her protector. He was supposed to keep her safe from creeps like him. And yet, here he was, frozen, unable to look away from her heaving bosom. Something was pulling him. The sight of those penny-sized nipples on those A-cup pancakes. Then, he remembered. He had seen those flapjacks before. Once, a few months ago, he had been home from college for the first time in months. Pim, it seemed, had gotten used to having their shared bathroom to herself, and had fallen out of the habit of locking the door. In he stumbled in the middle of one of her late-night showers. The bathroom was full of mist, and through it he spied his gorilla. She stood, dripping with what he could only assume to be water, fully exposed to him but with her eyes closed and her head tilted towards the ceiling. She was enjoying herself, and for a moment so was he. But instantly he had come back to himself, shut the door, and tried to put the moment out of his mind. But now, here he was, with those familiar griddle cakes closer than ever, calling out to him. And this time, he didn't want to walk away. He looked her in the eyes, and in that moment nothing was clearer to them both than the longing electrifying the air between them. /p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""You sure?" He asked, softly. She nodded./p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"He stuck his penis inside of her and thrust repeatedly until he came. She had a nice time too./p