Vi was still struggling to process what was going on, whereas Jinx seemed to have everything figured out and under control. Truthfully, that was not the case, but to the person bound, somewhere entirely inexplicable and, up until recently, unconscious, it was very hard to consider the one who had put her in this situation to be struggling.

Even so, with what Jinx had been saying, it was clear that there was some kind of conflict within her - even to Vi, who was almost as scared as she had ever been in her life. Well, maybe not quite so scared as she had been when she had lost her family - Clagger, Mylo, Vander…

Though there was a great deal of fear coursing through her veins. Her little sister - Powder - was… Had…

"Sheesh!" Exclaimed Jinx, holding the cloche in one hand, looking at Vi with an expression that almost indicated hurt. It was hard to tell exactly what it was that was going through her head, but it was clearly some sort of disappointment or displeasure. "I'm not that crazy…"

Upon saying that, she threw the cloche and walked off. The metallic object - maybe even silver - fell onto the floor with a loud set of clanking. Compared to the quiet that had hung over the chamber so far, albeit cut up by Powder– Jinx' statements, it was very distressing. Maybe it was not that loud, maybe it was Vi who was just so on edge, but her situation was understandable.

Especially considering the fact that she had almost actively expected to see something horrendously scarring in the platter. Just the thought of what could have been inside, having in mind what Jinx had been saying, and what the situation indicated, was enough to make Vi's heart pound and her stomach turn.

Instead of all that, though, the platter held a cupcake and, on top of it, pushed slightly into the doughy surface, was the sphere. Even here, even considering what had happened to it, it looked incredibly pristine and seemed to have that glow to it. However, Vi was not concerned with the contents of the platter. Not anymore. What she was concerned with was where the person they had been talking about was.

Well, Jinx had been talking about her. She had even called her Vi's girlfriend, which, in the moment, was wrong, and it greatly bothered the pink-haired woman, but then it also clearly bothered her sister. Only Silco was unbothered by it - though he had other things to be concerned about.

Disappearing behind the huge chair Vi was confined to, Jinx walked off into the darkness. She did not say anything, she did not make any sound. She was just quiet, as if there was a great purpose guiding her. One that was so incredibly dangerous and horrible that Violet's heart seized up, fear once again wrapping itself around it and suffocating her. She cared for Caitlyn a great deal, and the fact that she had no idea what was actually going on, or what the Kiraman heiress' situation was, bothered her far too greatly for her to be able to think about herself right now.

Then, the sound of unoiled, old wheels squealing, creaking and screeching made itself apparent. Vi turned to look, but as had happened before, the obtusely wide backrest of the chair blocked her from seeing anything, until Caitlyn was in her field of vision, or rather in the area illuminated by the many candles resting on the table.

"Powder!" Piped up Vi, both relieved to see the dark-haired piltie, but also only made more worried about the future by the fact that Powder– Jinx rammed the wheelchair occupied by Caitlyn against the table quite roughly. That was only worsened by the terrified expression on the Kiraman heiress' face, and the fact that she was bound and gagged in a manner similar to SIlco. "Leave her out of this!"

Upon hearing those words, Jinx pouted in as childish and demonstrative a manner as possible, leaning onto the backrest of the wheelchair. She looked down, clasping her hands and furrowing her brows. Most of her face wound up obscured by her one bang, but that further amplified the fright she caused. Vi did not want to think of her sister like that, she did not want to think of her as being capable of those things that she was clearly capable of, but she just could not afford not to.

Caitlyn was struggling with her restraints, her ordinarily incredibly well styled hair looking like a mess. Her eyes were so wide with fear that they almost hurt to look at. What was also painful, in a different way, was the state of her sister. Powder, Jinx - the sheer fact that there was a couple of names that were present and applicable to her, both bearing incredible meaning and weight, both indicative of some part of her life and being, itself, that appeared incompatible with the other…

And the great weight that seemed to occupy her shoulders was no less provocative.

Jinx looked at Vi, then dejectedly turned her gaze away, as if immensely disappointed, as if whatever hopes she had been holding onto were thoroughly dashed. She pushed herself up off of the backrest and started walking.

"Now…" she spoke, lingering behind Violet's chair and leaning in the direction of another seat. The one that had 'Powder' written on it, with the plate full of crayons and… "Where should I sit?"

Jinx looked at Vi expectantly, while Violet stared at the collection of things, at the collection of memories from their past. She wanted to purse her lips, she wanted to grit her teeth violently, she wanted to do something, but at the same time she had no idea what to do. She did not know, she had no solutions available to her, and no matter how much she wanted to make things right, there was just something overwhelmingly large that was outside of her control, and that threatened her greatly.

Well, Jinx was not actually larger than Violet - in fact, the blue-haired girl was shorter and a lot more lithe than her. Still, Powder was currently looming over her… Terribly so.

"That's your choice, really…" admitted Jinx, throwing a glance at the other option. The chair itself was clearly wrong, with a frame that made it look more like a metal cage than a comfortable seating opportunity, and the letters of the moniker, no, name she had adopted scrawled on it in an almost vicious manner. In front of it rested a plate full of bullets framing a grenade.

Vi's eyes darted from one seat to the other. This should have been an easy answer, but as Jinx leaned in, her face just a couple of inches away from that of Violet, the elder sister realized that it was not that. It got even harder when Powder put a pistol in Vi's bound hands, as if passing the reins to her. In a sense, she was - after all, everyone but her was seated on the table.

Her doubt was, perhaps, noticed by her sister. Jinx leaned in, her eyes filled with such a vast array of emotions that it was difficult to tell what, exactly, it was that drove her, currently.

"Make her go away," she said, and, yet again Vi did not know what to do, what to make of that demand. Was Jinx asking her to make Jinx go away? Was she asking her to make Powder go away? Was she asking her to make Caitlyn go away? Regardless, how could Violet make any of those things happen? "Please!"

That brought even more confusion. Those bright, neon pink eyes of Powder's, or rather Jinx', were so intense, so unlike what they had been before. They shimmered, indicating that the blue-haired woman was hopped up on shimmer… Which, frankly, explained why she was in the condition she was in right now, but also worried Vi even more.

"Send her on her way and–"

Her words were cut off by Caitlyn's muffled cry, or perhaps a call. Violet immediately shifted her attention from Jinx to her companion. Oddly enough, there was nothing aside from fear and concern that Vi could read in Caitlyn's eyes or on her face. Why had she drawn their attention?

With her peripheral vision, she saw how Jinx also turned and regarded the Kiraman heiress, but the expression on her sister's face was almost normal. Drained, anguished, but missing that irksome quality that had been present prior to this moment.

"...And you can have Powder back," she finished her plea, and it became clear to Vi. It was Caitlyn that had to go. If Caitlyn went away, then Jinx would also disappear, and Violet would be reunited with Powder - or so it was that her sister thought. But would that happen? Could it happen?

What was more important than that was whether or not Vi could let Caitlyn go. As thoughts raced through her mind, as the bindings held her in place and seemed to grow tighter and more restrictive, she locked eyes with her companion. Caitlyn grunted, as if encouraging Violet, as if she was indicating that she had full confidence in her choice.

"I can't…" muttered Vi, lowering her head, furrowing her brows and closing her eyes. Pursing her lips, she leaned away from Jinx, almost expecting some kind of retaliation for her refusal, but instead…

"Ah…" muttered the blue haired woman, and for a moment everything was still and silent. Jinx then grabbed the pistol. As soon as she did so, Vi came to the conclusion that she would shoot Caitlyn, and was about to cry out, to try to stop her, only for her to realize that the gun was no longer in her sister's hand.

She had grabbed and thrown it. The pistol fell down with a loud set of clanks and bangs, disappearing in the darkness. Jinx pursed her own lips, then sighed.

"Well, if that's the case…" she muttered, as if she had been completely downcast, and walked around Caitlyn's seat, reaching for the middle of the table - the cupcake - and grabbed it. Then, she brought it to Vi, holding it up to her face. "Eat it."

"What?" Violet mouthed, but Jinx did not seem amused.

"Eat the cupcake!" Commanded Powder, moving the piece of confectionery even closer to Vi's mouth. "Eat it and everything'll get fixed right up!"

Violet wondered whether she should eat the cupcake. Was there poison inside of it? Was there a razor hidden in the dough? Or was this a trick, some kind of test that Jinx was making her sister go through? Was it her obedience or trust that was being tested? Or was it some other facet of her being that was being examined?

Vi pursed her lips. But what if she refused? The worst thing that could happen to her right now was eating a nasty cupcake. Jinx seemed to care for her, still - after all, she had not killed her, and it appeared as though the antagonist in her eyes was Caitlyn. Thus, there would be no poison or scarring element inside of it.

The pink haired woman relented and took a bite out of the cupcake. It was a cupcake - sweet, puffy and, overall, quite tasty. Even if she did not want to eat it, even if she was being forced to consume it, she could not deny that it had qualities that would warrant a second bite. Jinx watched, her eyes shimmering intently, as Vi ate the cupcake.

She had been hungry, and then she had not had any food that qualified as bougie, as a result of which she gulped it down quite quickly. When it was done, she ran her tongue over her teeth, as if to pick out any tiny pieces that had been left over. So far, it seemed as though it was a perfectly ordinary bit of confectionery.

"So…" Jinx piped up, excitement clearly written on her face. "How are you feeling now?"

That was a strange question to ask, especially if the cupcake had not been tampered with. However, due to the fact that the query had been made, it was now obvious that something had been amiss with the dessert.

Vi glanced at Caitlyn, whose beautiful eyes were still wide open, filled with concern. She felt a tingle in the back of her mind as she saw her companion in that state. Why, though? In fact, she realized that she was feeling a bit too hot, considering just how chilly everything had been so far.

Her eyes darted towards Jinx, who noticed the change in demeanor, and the vibrant pink orbs caught on fire. Yet, before either of them could say anything, Vi's entire body was rocked by an incredible sensation that left her gasping for air. It was as though she had just experienced a violent gut punch, knocking the content of her lungs out of her.

What was worse, however, was the immediate appearance of pressure in her crotch, and an increase of the warmth that coursed through her whole frame. Gasping for air, she felt herself letting out pained moans as the pressure did not just appear - it started increasing at a dreadful pace.

So quickly and so rapidly did the immense tightness in her crotch develop that, in one moment it was not there at all, and she could have never imagined feeling it, and the next it was so present and overwhelming that Vi could barely think about anything else. She felt herself pushing against her pants with such immense force that it hurt.

The intensity of the pain made it almost impossible to look down at her crotch, which was the source of her great torment. Still, as her voice started cracking from the pain, as it fizzled out due to her inability to inhale properly, Jinx pulled her seat back. The blue haired woman grabbed Vi's pants and pulled with such strength that it would have shocked and maybe even frightened her sister.

Instead, it was only a bringer of relief, as the pressure was suddenly lessened more than enough to remove the pain.

"Oh!" Exclaimed Jinx, dropping the torn fabric in her hand, her eyes wide open and locked onto Vi's crotch. "It worked!"

She added merrily, clasping her hands together, then going on to applaud. Maybe herself, maybe Vi, maybe fate itself.

Even though the pain was gone, Violet still felt the strange sensation in between her legs. Not only that, the pressure actually kept growing again, but in a different manner. She could not bear to look down, she had to catch her breath, yet whatever it was that was going on with her crotch made her light-headed, made it difficult to actually accomplish the task she had set for herself.

"It's even bigger than I thought it would be!" Proclaimed Jinx, absolutely ecstatic with joy. She was buzzing with excitement, her mouth ajar and her tongue threatening to loll out, her wide eyes staring with a maddened spark.

At last, Vi looked down at herself. Right where her womanhood used to be - though it maybe still was there, albeit obscured by a set of large, saggy testicles - Violet now had a massive cock. It was ridiculously large - easily longer than her forearm and thicker than it, topped off with a bulging tip that was so vibrantly pink, and so impressively tumescent that it left one with the impression it would burst if poked with a finger.

It was incredibly stiff, throbbing every few moments, with its entire length wobbling as it did so. There was a grotesque curvature to it, although very slight, which further emphasized just how hard it was. The bulging veins running along its girth and reaching almost all the way up to the rolled up foreskin were unnervingly exposed, leaving her with the impression that they could pop any minute now if the pressure kept growing.

Her - for it was her cock - culminated in a gaping urethra that was so wide open, on account of just how intense the strain on it was, that it looked more like a circular hole rather than the slit it should have resembled. Out of it, with each throb, spurted thin bursts of clear, sticky and, most unnerving of all, shimmering liquid that leaked down the shaft, slathered her fat balls and started pooling on the chair.

"What– What did you do?" she asked, finding it hard to string together a sentence. She was not just lightheaded, she was woozy, as if she had just been hit over the head with a pipe.

"What does it look like?" countered Jinx with a question of her own, crouching in front of her. The thin, scrawny fingers slid over Vi's thighs and buried themselves in the folds of her scrotum, grasping her large testicles with a gentleness that was quite unexpected. "You've got a fat cock!"

"But–"

"Why?" interrupted the blue haired woman, playing with Vi's balls in a manner that was very, very stimulating. Or, perhaps, it was not stimulating because she was good, but because their owner was incredibly backed up. "Obviously, so that I can show you that you don't need her!"

Upon saying that, Jinx threw a half-angry glare at Caitlyn. Simultaneously with that, though, one of her hands moved up from Vis balls and slid over her shaft, caressing it. Her sister turned her head and looked at her. The shimmering quality of her pink eyes was so haunting, so alluring, that it was obvious there was something off about them. Was Jinx high on Shimmer? But, then, what kind of Shimmer was it?

Suddenly, those thoughts were entirely cut off when Jinx' face wound up rubbing up against Vi's cock, her tongue lolling out and lapping at the underside of the pink haired woman's member. She gasped, grit her teeth, balled her hands up into fists, and still the sensation was so powerful she knew not how to release the pressure it was building up within her. There was pleasure - she could clearly discern it as such - but there was also another. She was frightened.

If her sister was willing to force her to eat something that contained a chemical cocktail potent enough to make her grow a penis, what else would she be willing to do? Vi's eyes darted towards Caitlyn, whose expression was no less shocked than it was before.

"I knew you'd have a big dick, sister!" Exclaimed Jinx, getting Violet's attention once more. She rubbed her face against the pink haired woman's newly obtained cock, her tongue swirling about it, tracing the veins and wetting the whole thing. "You like it, don't you?"

"N–no!" Replied Vi, but the effort that was required for her to muster up the power to say anything indicated that it was not the case, and, indeed, it was not. She did not like her cock, that grueling, girthy and gravid thing. However, the feelings that came with it - those, undeniably, were pleasant and enjoyable.

"Really?" as if unable to believe her, Jinx pulled back, an expression of dumbfoundedness on her face. "Well, we'll see about that…"

Upon pronouncing those words, the blue haired woman opened her mouth, yanked Vi's cock downwards and shoved its tip past her lips. Almost as soon as that was done, she started sucking. Her cheeks hollowed out, her tongue stuck to the base, and she simply began the process of fellating her sister.

"P–Powde–haah!" Vi tried to make her stop, but all she truly had at her disposal were words, and even those were failing her. Her legs, tied to the chair, went limp as the sensation of Jinx' tongue and wet mouth started overwhelming the pink haired woman. She gasped and groaned, letting out moans, her breathing and heartbeat so rapid it was certainly not good for her health.

Even so, the blowjob was not stopping. If anything, it only grew more intense! Jinx swirled her tongue about, shoving more and more of Vi's cock inside her mouth. The sheer length of Violet's dick, and how much of it was not visible currently, indicated that her sister was allowing the tip to poke at the back of her throat.

The quantity and intensity of the sensations were so many that Vi could not reasonably discern anything particular, but she thought that Jinx' uvula was slapping against her dick's urethra. On top of that, the blue haired woman was still using her hands to play with Violet's balls. The heavy, plum-sized things gave off the impression that they were swollen, that they would burst if squeezed a bit too tightly.

Jinx was enjoying the dangerous game of applying just enough pressure to prompt a moan out of Vi, only to then let go of her testes and to start rubbing them excitedly. Her saliva was leaking down her sister's dick, mixed with the copious amounts of pre-cum, wetting it exceedingly well.

Violet, however, could barely stomach the sight. In part, because it was unbelievably disturbing - that was her sister doing this - but also because it made her feel certain things. The size of her cock, compared to the lithe frame, to the thin limbs, even to Powder's head… It was intoxicating, in a sense.

Then there was the immense desire that coursed through her. She desperately wanted to get off, she wanted release, but along with that want came a craving to do things to Jinx. To rip her clothes off, to shove that fat cock inside her tiny pussy, to fill her up with cum. No matter how tough or wiry Powder had become, she was still incredibly svelte by comparison to Vi or her turgid shaft.

Her balls clenched at the idea, and at the constant stimulation. Jinx had pulled her head back a good bit and was currently rubbing Vi's member just under the glans, with quick, small motions. Her tongue was swirling about her tip, prodding at her gaping urethra and provoking Violet to let go.

She groaned, the pressure seeming to grow so great it was almost impossible to withstand it. Her balls almost hurt, her mouth was agape and yet her teeth were grit, her head was thrown back as far as it could go and her eyes were now staring up at the ceiling, at the darkness up there… And all she saw were these phantom images of Jinx getting fucked.

"Oh, you liked that, huh?" inquired her sister, having removed herself from her cock. Not completely, as her fingers were still wrapped around the shaft, tugging at it rapidly and intensely, as if growing more harried with each violent thrust of Vi's dick. "You've got to be about to cum now, right? Come on, sis, cum! Show me what you got!"

Violet wanted to cum very, very badly. She could feel her cock swelling, her balls clenching with more and more power, for the sensation of said large gonads resting on the wet seat of the chair had disappeared, for they had risen quite high.

However, she also did not want to cum. Her own sister was jerking her off, had given her a blowjob, and was forcing her into this situation. Gritting her teeth any harder would have probably broken some ivories, or it would have left her jaw sore.

Alas, Powder's assault was relentless. Vi felt it coming. First, from between her lips was torn a loud howl of pleasure, initially a moan that grew into this cry of bliss. Then, the fat wad of jizz bubbled up her urethra, so thick and virile that it felt as though it was struggling to fit in the allotted space.

"Wow…" Jinx' eyes were wide with wonder as Violet's cock visibly swelled, and then it exploded in an immense eruption of cum. Such intensity and such volume led to the bursts being reminiscent of ropes, moving at an incredible speed, making them seem as though they were slicing through the air... Followed by a loud, exceptionally lurid splash as the vast amounts of jizz splattered onto the table.

For Vi, this was an entirely new sensation. It was somewhat like finally getting to empty one's bladder after holding it in for an hour, but then, at the same time, it was with a way greater magnitude. Not just the pressure, not just the relief, not just the power with which the liquid was let loose, but also everything else.

She felt faint, she felt as though she was going blind for just a moment, as her vision became blurry. In fact, she could not feel much else, other than her cock spewing cum and her balls rubbing against the base of her shaft.

"Well, looks like that was the first package!" Exclaimed Jinx with such satisfaction on her face that one could have thought it was she who had just ejaculated so hard that HER seeing had gone awry. Vi's dick was still throbbing violently, trying to squeeze out a few oodles of cum, a thick dollop oozing out of her urethra and wobbling menacingly in unison with the bounding pulsations.

Then, the pink haired woman realized what had actually been said by her sister. She was implying that there was more to come - and Vi was not too sure about that, considering just how drained and exhausted she felt from just the one ejaculation she had gone through. Her whole body was shuddering, covered in sweat under her clothes, her heart was beating so rapidly that she could feel it in every single part of her frame, especially in her eardrums.

However, that seemed to be of no concern for Jinx, who stood up, giving her cock a playful slap - which elicited a gasp from VIolet, due to the fact that she was just now realizing that she had become far more sensitive down there. Then, the blue haired woman pulled her pants down with one swift motion, yanking them off of her legs with impressive ease, considering the size and stopping power of her boots, and threw them off to the side so they could join the cloche.

The sight was different. Or, rather, it elicited a different reaction from Vi than the one she would have expected. Rather than there being a slight curiosity, and a large amount of confusion as to why that would happen, there was, instead, a sudden, rapid appearance of desire. Jinx' pussy looked incredibly… Well, tight. But also inviting, on account of the wetness that was clearly visible, even with as poor as the lighting in the chamber was.

"Now, dear sister…" muttered Jinx, making a step towards Vi and taking hold of her cock once more. She guided its tip towards her sopping quim and pressed it against it. The pink haired woman let out a moan as the sensation of the wet, warm and incredibly inviting flesh enveloped her tip. "It's clear why you don't need her at all, isn't it?"

The size of Vi's cock, juxtaposed with Jinx' torso, with her thighs, with all of her, was so immense, so totally disproportionate, that it made the pink haired woman feel a particular kind of way. The sensation of her little sister's pussy lips parting and almost taking in her turgid tip, the deep blue tuft of pubic hair, the way her lithe, almost bulimic frame promised some kind of tenderness, of frailty, which at the same time was coupled with the immense power and danger posed by the oddly experienced and knowledgeable hands…

"Powder, wait…" muttered Vi, noting that her very thinking was being directed. It was not her who was thinking those things, who was wondering just how intense the sensation of her cock inside her sister would be, but, rather, the drugs she had ingested, the newly spawned member in between her legs. She so desperately wanted to dissuade her sister from doing this, but at the same time she also had a burning desire for it to be done.

"We've been apart far too long, Violet…" replied, with a murmur of her own, Jinx, making a set of tiny, barely noticeable steps, as if she was being propped up by Vi's tumescent cock, but was also trying not to let it penetrate her just yet. The prodding was very effective, still, because the pink haired woman could feel herself undergoing some sort of weird rejuvenation, some odd return to form. She wanted to reach her hands up, to grasp Jinx' thin waist and skewer her–

"Please!" She implored, but knew that it was more or less just performative. The desire was far too great. Jinx' love juices were trickling down her dick, wetting it thoroughly, mixing with her saliva, pre-cum and jizz, creating some abomination of lubrication that would make sure to allow ease of passage… And that passage was so certain to happen, judging by the gasps of both of them, the almost apparent tufts of fog coming out of Jinx' mouth, the glitter in her eyes, the way her lips were pursed, the slight blush on her pale cheeks.

"Of course!" Exclaimed Powder, pressing herself onto Vi's cock. The pink haired woman threw her head back, holding back something - she did not know what, but it was definitely an intense influx of pressure that threatened her in some manner. She grit her teeth, she moaned loudly, as her flared glans penetrated her sister's cunt. Jinx' expression grew more satisfied and lewder with each inch of dickmeat that found itself inside her, and she seemed to be all too happy to keep going.

Both of them were a mess of gasping and moaning, Violet more so than Powder, but the blue haired woman was not far behind. Her body shuddered, her hands grasping her sister's clothes as if in an attempt to keep herself stable. She groaned, or maybe moaned, as she kept moving, putting more and more of her weight into embedding Vi's fat cock into herself.

"It feels good, doesn't it, Vi?" she asked, letting out an unnerving giggle. Violet could not deny that it felt good. The sensation was so incredible that she could only grit her teeth and gasp and groan as she fought to keep herself in whatever state it was that she was trying to keep herself in. The pressure, the exertion that she was subjected to was so great that it was difficult to really do anything else.

Was it her body struggling to deal with the insane size of her dick? Was it all the blood that had been redirected to it? Was it the intensity of the feeling, amplified by her recent ejaculation? Was it the tightness of Jinx' cunt, was it the overwhelming heat, was it the wetness?

Violet moaned as Powder raised herself up slightly, allowing a tiny portion of her sister's cock to slide out of her, only to then force herself onto it with greater strength. It kept going in, it kept moving further and further inside of her, and Vi could not even understand how that was possible. How was there room for such an obscenely big member in her little sister's tiny pussy?

"Look, Vi!" Exclaimed Jinx, getting Violet's attention. The blue haired woman was pointing and looking at her abdomen, which was clearly distended by something - by Vi's fat cock. The bulge was very unnerving to look at, but at the same time it was incredibly arousing. "That's you in there!"

Upon saying that, she resumed the movement she had ceased so as to show her sister the sight. Vi threw her head back, gritting her teeth but failing to keep her voice from rising. Jinx was going up and down, pushing herself back and forth, making her cock to rub against her insides with such speed that it was becoming too much to bear.

Her flared glans was almost hooking onto Jinx' internal walls and attempting to drag them down, and the blue haired woman seemed to be enjoying that tremendously. Vi gasped, groaned and moaned as her sister kept skewering herself on her cock, mouth wide open, drool leaking down her chin and eyes apparently lacking focus. But the feeling was there, and it was so good that she wanted more.

She managed to keep her head neutral, allowing herself to look at the bulge in Jinx' stomach. It was more obscene than before, literally taking on the form of her dick. The movement, the fact that it looked so wrong, yet the fact that it was somehow indicative of just how hard they were fucking, as if it was a description or a sign of the stupendous pleasure Vi was feeling, made it even better.

Gritting her teeth, she realized she was going to cum. Sudden as it was, Jinx also caught wind of it, and instead of getting herself off of Violet's cock, she slammed herself onto it with as much power as she could muster. It went as deep as it could go, her pussy tightened, or at least felt as though it clasped Vi's dick with a vice-like grip, and both of them let out an almost simultaneous howl of pleasure as they came.

Jinx' legs went numb and she wound up falling onto Vi's chest, head depositing itself on her sister's shoulder. There was something wet that got sprayed onto her pelvis, but the sensation was so faint in comparison to the eruption of her cock that she barely registered it. Again, her balls clenched violently, her dick swelled up, and then it sputtered fat loads of thick cum, directly into Jinx' pussy, undoubtedly right into her womb.

"OOooh– Ooh–" half moaned, half screamed the recipient, her face buried in Vi's neck. She grit her teeth, even if she wanted to desperately bite into something - the pressure experienced by Jinx was insane, in part because Violet's cock had hammered away at her cervix with such immense force that, right now, she could clearly feeling it lodged inside of her womb, the turgid thing's glans rubbing against her incredibly sensitive, innermost depths, and at the same time flooding it with cum.

This ejaculation seemed stronger than the previous one, though with just how woozy Violet felt, it was difficult to actually make a proper estimation. Her balls clenched and relaxed, her head resting against the backrest of the chair, her body feeling so weak that it was difficult to even try to move.

White goop was leaking out of Jinx' pussy as she recovered very quickly, pushed herself up and allowed Violet's cock to slide out of her packed cunt with a loud, lewd pop. Vi mustered the strength to look, and the sight of so much jizz oozing out of her sister's womanhood, all of it literally like cream, some of it splattering onto the floor with wet, shudder-inducing sounds… It was something.

To her shock, however, Jinx was not done. She repositioned herself, this time turning around and presenting her rear to her sister. Her legs came together and as her hand grasped Violet's cock, she shimmied in between Vi's knees.

"Powd–"

"Now now!" Exclaimed Jinx, interrupting Violet's faint plea. She guided her girthy dick, sliding it against her thighs until it reached her gaping cunt, and slid it inside. The pressure was even greater than before, on account of the fact that her legs were together now, or maybe because there was so much cum inside her, still, that there was simply no room… Or it was due to the fact that Vi's cock was so sensitive that she felt as though she was still cumming, even if no more juice was leaking out of her urethra. "We're having so much fun, let's not stop when we've just started!"

And she started moving. Skewering herself with Vi's cock, fucking herself with her sister's dick, while the latter just moaned and meekly attempted, but failed, to implore Jinx to cease.

Everything became a bit of a blur. Vi came again and again, and Jinx was excited, even recharged with energy and desire after every ejaculation. Impossibly, Violet's cock just did not go down, and her balls, no matter how drained they felt, kept churning and loading her dick with cum.

So long it lasted that she was unable to tell how many times she had ejaculated, how many hours it had been, how desperately she wanted it to stop. She felt tired, beaten up, bruised beyond measure - far more thoroughly than from any fight she had ever been in - and it was not owed up to just the physical exertion.

As she was losing consciousness, as everything was finally fading to black and allowing her some much needed reprieve, she could make out Jinx' words. Words that sounded far more sinister and threatening than they should have.

"We'll never be apart again!"