"Cheren, Cheren!" Bianca declared as she burst into her friend's room.
Having just finished his paper for class, Cheren sighed. He never got more than two minutes to himself when Bianca was around. He whirled in his chair to look at her. "Bianca, what did we say about knocking?"
"Don't remember, anyways, do you know what tomorrow is?" the girl bounced in place as she closed the door behind her.
Cheren strained to remember but he'd been so focused on classes lately that nothing came to mind, so he shook his head.
"April Fool's!"
"Okay…and…?"
Bianca's joy immediately turned into confusion. "Don't you... remember what happens on April Fool's?"
"People usually prank each other and stuff, right?"
"Yup! It's one of my favorite holidays, although I'm never able to do much on it," Bianca admitted. "But this year, I thought of something special~"
"Let me guess…it involve Hilbert?"
"And Hilda," Bianca added.
"Right," Cheren said, noting how quickly she'd added his sister onto it. "So, what's your idea?"
"Well, Hilbert and Hilda are going training tomorrow, which means they'll be out of the house in the morning," Bianca began.
"Right," he said, nodding for her to continue.
"And their mom likes us enough that she'll let us come into their home even thought they're not around-"
"Okay…" he drawled, having an idea of where she was going with this.
"So, I'm thinking we hide under one of their beds, then when they come home," Bianca paused for anticipation, before exploding. "Then we jump out and scare 'em!"
Cheren waited for her to continue, but she didn't. She simply stared at him expectantly and he raised an eyebrow. "That's it?"
"Uh-huh!"
Cheren sighed. "No, that's not good enough." He was surprised he was even deciding to contribute as he stood. "You'll want to do something better than that, like, uh…" He gave it some thought before snapping his fingers. "Ah, those cans? You know, the ones that shoot the gooey string? Why don't we use some of those?"
"Oooh!" Bianca's eyes lit up and she pressed her fists against her chin. "You're a genius!"
"Then let's go get them right now, while we still have time. Plus, I've just finished my work, so I should be good for today and tomorrow." He smirked. "But, just so you know, Hilbert might force you to clean it up with him."
Bianca blushed. "Heh...hehehe...okay~"
He nodded, finding joy in how cute she could be when she was like that. "Alright, let's go then."
Bianca giggled as she tried to crawl under Hilda's bed, distinguished by the black bedsheets and a small plushy of her favorite Pokemon, Zoroark. The bedroom was cramped, with Hilda and Hilbert's space being split evenly down the middle and each half being tasked with containing the sum total of their personalities. Hilda's dark, gothic space with various books, plushies, and art books contrasted with Hilbert's veritable 'trainer station' consisting of Pokeballs, items, manuals, and a small TV area for watching matches.
"This is gonna be so fun~" Bianca giggled as she made herself snug beneath Hilda's bedframe.
Remember, you have to be quiet until they actually come in,"Cheren said as he tried not to bump into the girl.* "When they come in, she start spraying them as we're coming out, so we can catch them by surprise."
"Good idea," Bianca mentioned as she clutched her own can. "They should be getting here soon~"
Indeed, within moments of her saying that, the pair heard the front door open. "This is all your fault you know." Hilda's voice trailed upstairs to the hiding pair's ears.
"C-c'mon, Hilda," Hilbert's voice stammered from behind. "You're being r-real mean about this-"
"YOUR POKEMON GOT GUNK ALL OVER OUR CLOTHES! DO YOU KNOW HOW EXPENSIVE THIS OUTFIT WAS?!" Hilda's shouting was loud, and Cheren couldn't help but wince.
'At least if their clothes are messy, they probably won't mind a little sticky string on them' Cheren thought to himself.
"I'm sorry..." Hilbert whimpered. This wasn't unusual for the siblings. Hilda was loud, and domineering. Hilbert was like her assistant, and easily her best friend. Bianca and Cheren knew that Hilda could fly off the handle from just a minor issue, but it was never severe enough to be anything but a minor headache in the moment. Bianca planned on waiting for Hilda to calm down, and she could accurately predict that Cheren would do the same thing; nobody wanted to antagonize Hilda unless she was in a good mood.
As the pair entered the room, Hilda's shoes visible to the hiding pair first, she paused. "Hey…Mom and Dad aren't gonna be home for a while, right?"
"N-not until after work, I'm p-pretty sure," Hilbert replied as they could see his shoes as well.
Hilda took a deep breath and turned to her brother. "Good. Take off your clothes."
Bianca covered her mouth as her eyes widened.
"Hilda... p-p-please..." Hilbert stammered.
"This is your fault, you know. Take. Them. Off."
"Okay," Hilbert resigned, and the pair could see his hat fall to the floor.
Bianca nudged Cheren's ribs until he looked at her, as if he could 'say' anything about the situation, or provide any support.
Cheren merely shook his head, partially because he didn't want to get involved and partially due to…something else he couldn't put his finger on.
"Faster. We don't have all day," Hilda said as she tapped her foot.
Jacket, shirt, belt, pants, Bianca and Cheren watched as each part of his, predictably slime-covered, clothing fell to the ground.
"Ew, you need to shave that hair off your chest tomorrow. That's an order, alright?" Hilda said, though it was clear her eyes were focused somewhere else.
"I will," Hilbert replied, and neither of his friends under the bed could recognize the tone. It sounded so defeated and moribund, and so completely unlike the Hilbert they knew who was so full of energy and drive.
"Why'd you stop?" Hilda asked, her tone colder than Cheren or Bianca had ever heard it.
"Sorry, sorry," Hilbert almost began chanting as his underwear fell to the ground, followed by him removing his socks and shoes.
"What the fuck?!" Cheren mouthed to his friend as it became hard to fully comprehend what they were seeing, even if they couldn't see all of it.
"Good," Hilda said before raising her arms. "Now do the same for me."
Bianca's face contorted further and further into one of horror as Hilbert did as he was told, removing his sister's clothes in a similar manner. Hat, jacket, shirt, shorts, underwear, shoes, socks, until both of them were naked.
Cheren quietly gulped as he realized Hilda was now standing completely naked just inches away from him, just out of sight. Her shapely legs alone were gorgeous, and he almost leapt out right then and there, if not just to see her likely gorgeous body.
"Now then, I think you need to be properly punished for what you did, don't you agree?" Hilda asked as she walked over to her dresser and started digging.
Bianca, on her end, failed to see the eroticism of the situation. If it weren't for her shock, and how intimidating Hilda could be, she would've done something.
Instead, everyone in the room sat frozen except for Hilda. Only Hilbert's mouth could move. "Yes, Hilda."
"Let's see, let's see…" Hilda rummaged through her dresser, and as she knelt down to look through the very bottom one, Cheren had to suppress a gasp as he took in the sight of her beautiful ass, perfectly shaped and sized as she moved aside her jeans to finally find what she was looking for. As his dick hardened almost immediately inside his pants, Hilda stood back up and faced her brother. "See, don't you think this will do just fine~?"
"I'm sorry," Hilbert replied. "Hilda, please, I'm so sorry-"
"Oh calm down, this is one of the lighter ones, it won't hurt THAT bad," she promised as she walked towards him. "Bend over, hands on the bed."
Hilbert did as he was told, but he couldn't stop his body from clearly shaking. Bianca could tell that he was just as terrified as she was.
Cheren could feel his dick straining in his pants as Hilda walked up behind him and smirked. Though the two hiding under the bed couldn't see it, Hilda gently ran her hand along the curve of her brother's ass. "Aww, I can still see my handprint a little bit from our last session~!" She giggled. "You really need to stop making so many mistakes around me."
"More than once!?" Bianca mouthed to Cheren, clearly oblivious to the conflict between Cheren's erection and Cheren's morals going on next to her.
Hilbert shuddered even more intensely. "You're-you're just looking for an e-e-excuse-"
Hilda smacked the whip against his ass at the statement, getting a yelp from the boy. "I'm sorry, what did you say?"
"Nothing, nothing, sorry!"
Bianca began crying when she heard the whip, which only added to Cheren's guilt. He could see the girl have to bite her hand to keep from making noise.
Cheren meanwhile, couldn't take it any longer. All he could imagine was Hilda, naked, doing the same unholy things to him, and before he knew it, he was gyrating his hips against the floor, feeling his dick grinding against his pants.
"I wanna ask you something," Hilda said as she gently rubbed the whip against the place she'd just struck on his ass.
"What?" Hilbert whispered.
"Do you like it when I fuck you like this~?" she asked as she reached between his legs and harshly grabbed the boy's cock, squeezing it in her fingers.
There was a noticeable pause before Hilbert responded. "Sure."
Hilda squeezed tighter. "That didn't sound very confident~"
"Please let go-" Hilbert whimpered as an all-too familiar pain caused him to tense his legs and grip the edge of the bed so hard that it felt like he'd break a nail on the wood.
Hilda relented a bit but didn't let go. Instead she leaned in to press her body against it, her breasts squishing against his back, her hips connecting with his rear as she whispered in his ear. "Tell me you love me~"
For Cheren, that was the last straw. He nearly groaned as he flipped himself onto his back and started unbuttoning and unzipping his pants. In his haze of arousal, he completely forgot Bianca was there as he fished out his rock-hard cock and started to stroke it.
Bianca was predictably horrified, shifting as far away from Cheren as she could to get away from his clear insanity as Hilbert spoke up.
"I love you..."
"And you'd do aaaaaanything to make me happy, right~?" Hilda asked.
"Y-yes!" he cried out.
Hilda straightened. "Good." Without warning, she smacked the whip against his ass again, this time on the other cheek.
Hilbert's back arched and his moan of agony was long, both facts that gave Hilda great pleasure.
"Fuck…" Cheren very quietly whispered as he stroked himself, growing faster as he wished he could peek his head out to look up between Hilda's legs.
"How many do you think you deserve this time?" Hilda asked. "5? 10?"
"7?"
Bianca bit into her hand hard enough that it drew a bit of blood. Questions swirled around in her mind as Hilda considered her brother's compromise. How often did this happen? Did Hilbert really enjoy it? Was this some kind of kink thing, or actual, honest-to-Arceus rape?
Hilda gave it some thought before she smiled. "Deal. Then we can get to the good stuff~!" She giggled again. "And I'll just do five since I've already done too, because I'm feeling nice, but you better make up for it later, alright~?"
"Yes, Hilda, thank you Hilda," Hilbert whimpered as he braced himself.
And so, Hilda began the small onslaught. The first strike made him wince, while the second made him cry out. Cheren continued pumping his cock as he bit his lip to keep from being too loud. The third made tears begin to well in Hilbert's eyes while the fourth nearly made him collapse. By the time the fifth hit, he was panting, his cheeks bright red as she dropped the whip onto the floor and leaned in again. "See, that wasn't so bad, was it~?"
"Y-yes! Yes, thank you!" Hilbert replied, a thinly-veiled plea for mercy.
Bianca's crying only got worse and worse with each hit, until it was no small miracle that Hilda hadn't already heard the girl. She thought about the boy that she loved, and how the perfection of him had been whipped away while she was powerless to do anything. She thought about how, even if things somehow did get better, even if he did feel the same way about Bianca that she felt about him, there would always be a third person in that marriage bed; his own sister.
Cheren meanwhile, had ripped his pants down to his knees as he went harder on his cock than he could recall in recent memory.
"Now then, for the main event," Hilda said as she sat down on the bed and spread her legs, showing how wet she already was. "Your mouth. Do a good job, alright~?"
"Okay," Hilbert replied as he leaned over the bed and pressed a small kiss against his sister's folds.
"Worship me," Hilda demanded.
Hilbert internally rolled his eyes, but he still got to work. Hilda was easy enough to please, both with how sensitive she was physically and how she got most of her kicks from the abuse rather than anything sexual. The sounds of Hilbert's licking and kissing filled the room, with each one acting like another whipping blow to Bianca's psyche. The girl lay under the bed and thought about all the times she had fantasized about kissing Hilbert, and how his lips had been permanently sullied by his own sister.
"Mmmm…h-hey…have you been practicing~?" Hilda said with a smirk, then rolled her eyes. "Though I suppose if you're practicing, it's probably for Bianca, isn't it?"
Hilbert just ignored her, although Bianca felt increasingly suicidal as her own humiliation grew.
"Maybe we should invite her sometime…I'd love to hear her delicious screams~" Hilda said as she patted her brother's head. "Mmmmm~! You…you'd like that, wouldn't you~?"
Hilbert gently bit her inner thigh in response, although he quickly resumed his submissive pleasuring.
Hilda laughed. "Point taken…maybe I'll just take her for myself then," she mused to herself as she pushed his head in deeper, her breathing growing heavy.
"Gahhh…" Cheren gently groaned. It had taken all his willpower not to cum right then and there. It didn't matter that the girl he had the hots for was fucking her own brother. No, something about that was actually incredibly stimulating, even as he was also imagining him in Hilbert's place. He'd certainly take Hilda up on the offer. For now, he focused on edging as ecstasy raced through his body.
Hilbert began massaging Hilda's inner thighs, adding a level of tickling sensation meant to abridge his suffering by pushing her over her edge even faster.
And it worked. Within moments, having already been so turned on by the abuse, she came. She reared her head back and groaned as she did so, allowing Hilbert to taste her fluids, neither for the first or last time.
As soon as it felt like Hilda had finished, Hilbert collapsed to his knees with his head resting over the edge of the bedframe, and then he began to cry.
"You did good, little brother~" Hilda said as she stood and gently rubbed his back. "Next time, you might get the privilege of putting it in, so look forward to that, okay~?" When all she got was a cry in response, Hilda walked over to her dresser and grabbed some clothes. "I'm getting in the shower, if you want to join." And with that, she was gone.
And it was the idea of her nude in the shower with water dripping down her frame that Cheren finally came, shooting so hard that his cum splattered the underside of the bed. His toes curled with it until he finished and laid back on the floor, panting.
As Hilbert just let himself cry, Bianca did the same. Both of them had been thoroughly destroyed that day, each in their own way.
End Chapter Note
After another few minutes of crying, suddenly, both Cheren and Bianca were pulled out from under the bed. Cheren frantically worked to put his flaccid penis away and Bianca rubbed the tears out of her eyes to see Hilbert and Hilda standing on each side of the bed, fully clothed except for their socks and shoes.
"It was just a prank, bro!" Hilda informed Cheren
"Wh-what?" Bianca whimpered.
Hilbert laughed. "Yeah, we knew you'd try something like that, so we set up that whole thing. Pretty funny, right?"
Bianca chuckled. "No, that wasn't fucking funny at all. Fuck you."