This choice: Go to Older Sisters Room • Go Back...Chapter #2Go to Older Sisters Room by: Unknown "This just can't be happening!" you think aloud to yourself. "This has to be some sort of dream..."
In a daze you find yourself walking toward your older sister Jenna's room. Over the years you've had your spats, and feuds, but ultimately she's been a voice of reason and a guiding force in your life, and if there was any way of making any sense of this strange apparently new world, Jenna would be the one to be able to help you do it.
"Jen, you up?" you find yourself asking, as you knock lightly on her door. "There's something weird going on, and...I'm just not sure what to do."
"One second John." she replies, through the door. "Still getting dressed, we can talk in a second."
You sigh in relief, and relax for a moment. Mom has always been there too, but it's hard to relate to her sometimes as she tends to take the whole view of what is best for the family is what is best for you and Catherine has always been the baby of the family; it is just hard to talk to her on any sort of rational level. Jenna, despite being two years older than you and a little critical at times, at least has always listened and spoke intelligently to you.
The door opens up a crack. "Come on in little bro." Jenna says warmly. and you eagerly push past the door and into her room.
"There's something weird on the TV, Jen, I think that the President and Vice President were..." Your words freeze in your mouth as you hear the door click shut behind you and Jen moves to block the doorway with her body.
Jenna has always been on of those sisters that you had to tell your male friends not to bug, and it was always clear to you that she was what most people would consider to be a sexy girl, even if she was your sister. For a moment -however- it's suddenly clear that those people who were always trying to convince you how hot she is were right.
Jenna is wearing a soft blue bathrobe, with just the sash keeping her stomach -and the rest of her- from spilling out the front. She smiles at you and brushes some hair from her face as she looks you over.
"Don't mind this." she says, plainly, speaking of the distended bulge that sways from her normally petite stomach. "That friend of yours, Robert, who was always trying to get involved with me stopped over last night and begged me to give him a chance." She smiles slightly and tugs at her sash a little as her stomach sways before her. "And I figured, why not let him see what he had been missing. In my own special way, mind you. How you doing in there Robert? Now that you're in me, is it everything you thought it would be?"
You back up toward the bed in surprise, as the unmistakable sound of whimpering emanates from her engorged belly as it gurgles loudly and Jenna stalks closer to you, her stomach lightly swaying in front of her with the added weight of what apparently is your friend Robert.
"So little brother..." she says, cinching up her sash to keep herself decent, for the moment. "What did you want to talk about?"
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