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   A day dream:



   By: Loki 925 ( M/f, oral, first )

   This story is totally fictitious and does not resemble anyone or
anything in reality, whatever that may be.

   For every negative there is positive, for every action there is---ETC
and so on.

   Justin was double cursed.  At thirteen years old he was cursed with
puberty and his second curse was his pain in the ass two and a half year
old sister.  After many years his dad finally decided to get remarried.

   In some ways he evened his father who wouldn't.  His dad was in his mid
forties and the woman he married was now just twenty two years old and a
real looker.  Dee Ann was her name and if she wasn't his step mom he would
not mind getting in her panties.  'As If !  ', he always thought.

   She was both sort of nice to him and sort of a good mother to Tiffany,
but the nice, nice attitude was only for show in front of his dad. 
Whenever his dad was not around she had no tolerance for him or his half
sister, her own daughter.  He believed the only reason she had a baby was
to cement her relationship with his dad.

   Tiffany real care giver was Mrs.  Groves the nanny his dad hired.  His
dad played golf on Saturdays and although he tried talking to him about Dee
Ann it was no use.  This left him stuck with watching his sister every
Saturday and some Sundays.  When his step mom was to busy spending his dads
money and getting expensive beauty treatments.

   Dee Ann spent his dads money faster than a rocket, but his dad had
plenty of money to waist more than two billion dollars.  With Saturdays
occupied he had little time to get acquainted with the opposite sex.  Plus
girls his age and in his social status wanted nothing to do with a poor boy
with only a ten million dollar trust fund.

   Although they would rather die than show it, girls in his social status
were complete snobs.  Even the school he went to cost more than fifty
thousand dollars a year.  Plus what the school called denotations to some
unneeded school cause, or funding for the one or two scholarships the
school offered to no one.

   By this time Mrs.  Groves had Tiffany completely potty trained, but she
still bugged him to take her to the potty.  After watching her piss many
hundreds of times there was no mystery, or fascination to seeing her tiny
vagina squirting piss out of her tightly sealed hairless slit.

   He was just glad she did not asked him to wipe her any more.  Still she
seemed to enjoy him watching her as if she knew he was interested in her
pee, pee.  Justin just snuffed it off figuring it was just something she
like to do.

   Sure her pussy was a good reference guide, but she was his sister.  Her
pussy was also way too small and she was way too young.  He did however
still enjoy how freely she pulled her pants down right in front of him.  He
also knew that soon she would stop doing it.

   He did somewhat try to be close to his sister, but she was just too
young and huge pest wanting him to play with her.  More than half the time
he turned her down.  He did not know what she thought about him.  Still he
thought he treated her better than her mom.

   It was Saturday and after being asked several times he decided to play
tea party with Tiffany.  He really did not have to do anything.  Just
blankly sit there with an empty, small tea cup in his hand while she
rambled on and on.  His mind always slipped away to one of the girls in his
class.

   He was thinking deeply about Charlotte a girl his age with a fine set of
tits, well rounded with long blond hair and blue eyes.  He was wondering if
only things were different, but how different?  Maybe it the roles of boys
and girls were exchanged somehow, but again how?

   He was deep and totally focused on his thoughts when maybe for the tenth
time he thought he heard Tiffany saying potty.  He groaned and turned
toward her.  Except when he looked at her it was not her, but at the same
time it was her.  It was her but an older version.

   She looked like she was somewhere around ten year old.  She looked like
she was wearing a bra under her light pink, thin strapped shirt.  Believing
he was dreaming he shook his head.  "Don't give me that crap again." He
heard her say.

   What crap he wonder.  He shook his head again trying hard to wake up. 
Instead she again spoke, "You heard me and you know what I am talking
about."

   He was completely confused.  Not being able to wake up from what he
thought for sure was a dream he decide to answer her saying, "What are you
talking about?"

   "You know damn well what I'm talking about.  You fucked a bunch of girls
including that snob Ginger, in fact you are a slut.  So what haven't you
fucked me?"

   It was now he remembered his thoughts about the rolls between boys and
girls being reversed.  His now ten year old sister had just called him a
slut.  A roll before whatever was happening to him now, was reserved for
girls that like to have lots of sex.  He always wondered what it would be
like to meet a girl like that.

   Well he thought as he smiled if he was a slut why not be a slut and fuck
his now ten year old sister.  After all this had to be some kind of strange
dream, why not enjoy it as long as it lasted.  "Okay sis.  I'll fuck you,
but only if you suck my cock."

   "You're a total slut, but I will suck your cock, but you better fuck me.
No backing out like the last time."

   When she started to take her shirt off he remember even if she was older
this was still his sister and said, "Wait just a minute!"

   "What now?" she said harshly.

   "You are my sister right?"

   "Yeah so what?"

   "Are brothers suppose to have sex with their sisters?"

   "Did you drink dads booz again?"

   "No."

   He had never thought about drinking his dads expensive alcohol, but her
saying it gave him and idea.  Something to try after this crazy dream was
over.

   "Then you must be dreaming, or got up on the wrong side of the bed.  Of
course brothers can have sex with their sisters.  In fact sisters have the
best chance of having sex with a brother but even that chance is smaller
than my tits.  But you're a slut so it does not matter."

   "Just one more question, than we can start."

   "Fine!"

   "Tell me what being a slut means and why sisters have a better chance of
having sex with their brothers."

   "That's a dumb question, but I will answer it any way.  Boys don't have
sex until they meet that OH!  so special girl than they get married.  Even
than boys don't want to have sex that much.  Their wives have to beg them
for it.

   A slut---Well it is a boy like you who will have sex with any girl, and
the reason sisters have a better chance is, they don't talk about it.  No
boy wants to ever admit he has had sex with a girl.  Unless they are
married to one and even than they don't admit it."

   "What about sex with another boy?"

   "Now you're just being dumb!  If boys won't have sex with girls do you
think they would have it with another boy.  Boys have at least a thousand
percent less chance of having sex with another boy than a girl.  Are you
sure you haven't been in dad's booz again?"

   "Again no!  But what about children?"

   She laughed for almost a minuet then said, "Children are born all the
time by married woman that supposedly never had sex with their husbands."

   "But-- But---"

   "Don't be dumb brother you know it's the girl who controls getting
pregnant, but she still need a boys sperm."

   He had another question and said, "So if I have sex with a girl who is
old enough what is stopping her from having a my child."

   "OH!  You ass!  No girl will ever have a sluts child.  It will be to
demining and the child will be tainted forever.  If it's not dad's booz,
what's wrong with you?  You are really acting strange.  Are you just trying
to get out of having sex with me?  "

   "I---I---" he tried to say but she quickly took off her shirt and bra.

   Although she did not have much in the way of tits, her little pink,
slightly swollen nubs turned him on.  He could feel his cock rising.

   "See brother your cock is already getting hard.  Only a slut would get
an erection so fast.  It takes a lot more than just seeing my tiny tits
before a boy gets an erection.  Some boys will even take an hour, and lots
of work on the girls part before they get hard."

   "And look at you!  I can see your cock trying to get out of your pants.
Take it out so I can see it."

   This was way beyond anything he had thought about, but it was truly
reversed.  Girls wanted sex and boys didn't.  This could be paradise, he
though without considering any other ramifications.  So what if he would
never have kids.  He would get to fuck every girl he wanted to.  Well maybe
not the married ones.

   He smiled and said, "Take your close first than I will show you my cock.
My hard cock."

   "Remember no backing out."

   "Don't worry sis I will fuck you, but only if you suck my cock
and---and,"

   "You cum in my mouth like the last time.  Just don't back out."

   "Don't worry," he said as she unbuttoned her shorts.

   As she did he noticed something strange about her shorts, shirt, and
small bra laying on the floor.  Still his eyes were glued on her shorts as
she zipped them down.  WOW!  He thought as her hairless cunny was now fully
displayed.

   For sure she was no longer two year old.  Her hairless cunt actually
looked like it could take his still growing cock.  He would have to do some
hard pushing, but what the hell.  He was actually going to get his cock up
a girl's cunt.

   He no longer cared that this was his sister.  In fact he no longer cared
about anything, but her sucking his cock and him shoving his cock up her
cunt.  Fully naked she walked over to him.  His eyes were totally focused
her body.  He gulped hard as she put her hands on his pants.

   She quickly undid his belt and unzipped his pants.  In one hard tug his
pants and under shorts were down and around his ankles.  He could fell his
cock standing straight up bobbing slightly.  She got on her knees in front
of him.  He now looked down and received another shock.

   His cock was not like he remembered it.  It was way larger and fatter.
It now looked way too big to get into her now, much smaller looking
hairless, tightly sealed slit.  Before he could reason out what had
happened he felt her close her mouth around his cock.

   He had wacked off many time, but her feel of her mouth around his cock
was way beyond better than his hand.  She sucked his cock like she loved
doing it.  Making pleasurable noises as she sucked it deeper into her
mouth. It almost seemed like she was a hungry animal bent on swallowing
ever inch of his cock.

   Inch by inch his cock went deeper into his sisters mouth.  And as she
swallow his cock she seemed to get even hungrier.  He could see her throat
swell as she swallowed the last inch of his cock deep in her gullet.  Her
lips were putting so much pressure on his cock he wondered way he was not
already cumming in her mouth.

   He could feel the orgasms building in his balls, but he could not feel
the release point approaching.  It felt like no matter how hard, or how
long she sucked his cock he was not going to cum.  Sure it felt good, but
he knew from whacking off it should feel better, way better.

   Something was wrong and he knew it.  "Damn it!  Damn it!  Stop teasing
me and let go.  I want your seaman and I want it bad.  PLEASE!!  Justin! 
Please let go!" His sister pleaded.

   Was that all he needed to do was let go, but how?  He tried willing
himself to cum, but that did not work.  When that did not work he had no
idea what to do next.  Perplexed all he could do was stand there and let
his sister suck his cock with no relief in sight.

   She was now visible weeping, but that did not stop her from sucking all
of his cock past her tonsils, to his balls that back up her tightly
gripping lips.  He wanted to yell stop, but thought maybe just a few more
minutes would do it.  Than in almost total frustration he put his hands on
the back of his neck and was about shout STOP.

   Then he felt it.  He could feel the extra pleasure of his approaching
orgasm.  He had no idea what had changed, but he did not care.  "Thank you
Justin, thank you."

   He for a brief moment wondered how could she know, but his orgasm over
took him.  He felt like his whole body was on fire, like ever molecule in
his body was exploding with pleasure.  He found himself breathing heavy
like there was no more air to breath.  He could feel his heart pounding
against his breast bones.  Fear overwhelmed him than there was nothing.

   He opened his eyes and wondered why he was not dead.  It certainly felt
like he was dying.  Then his eyes began to focus.  His sister still looked
like she was ten year old, but he now realized everything else around him
was different.  In fact this did not look like his house at all.

   The furniture was old and cheap looking.  Everything else around him
also looked just as old and just as cheap.  He looked once again at his
sister.  She was occupied and looked very happy scraping what looked like
cum off of her right cheek.  He could not believe how much seaman was on
the left side of her face.  It looked like it was covered with semen.

   He whole left cheek was covered with it and she had just finished with
her right cheek.  No one could cum that much he thought, but there it was
at least an inch thick and cling to her left cheek.  His sister started to
scrap her left cheek.  When her fingers were thick with the white stuff she
shoved them in her mouth and sucked on them.

   Now he more than ever he wanted to wake up, or un-want what he had
thought he wanted.  He tried hard, thinking, wishing, and even prayed
something he had never done.  When nothing happened he was filled with
desperation and fear.

   The fear was not because it now looked like he was poor.  He could live
with that, but it seemed like every time he would have an orgasm he would
be at deaths door.  Maybe even crossing over it, every time he had an
orgasm.

   He now completely understood why boys did not want to have sex.  To
almost die because of sex; then was sex really worth dying for, he asked
himself.  Was it?  He could only wonder.  He then heard his sister say,
"Did you cross over again?"

   "Cross over?" he questioned not wanting to admit any thing.

   "Boys always say cumming is like dying that is one of the reasons, maybe
the biggest boys don't want to have sex."

   He relented thinking maybe she could give him more information.  "Yeah
if feels like your dying, but it's not true is it?"

   "Well that's what all the doctors and scientist say, but no boy, except
sluts like you actually believe it."

   He did not want to ask about the other reasons, this one reason was more
than enough.  As much as he did not want to have sex again just one look at
his naked sisters wide open legs, and the very slight parting of her
hairless slit cause his cock to rise again.

   "See Justin you are a slut just admit and fuck me."

   "I'm---I'm---Not sure I want to."

   "You may not want to, but your cock sure dose.  Please Justin don't back
out.  I have never been fucked before and like some girls I have never had
anything up my cunt, not even my fingers."

   With everything being the way it was now he had no doubt's his sister
was telling the truth.  Knowing she was a virgin only made his cock harder.
Still he wasn't not sure.  He did not want to die just from fucking a girl
and it sure felt like he was very close to death the last time he had an
orgasm.

   "I'll give you anything if you fuck me.  " She pleaded.

   He though a moment, and then said to himself what the hell.  What better
way to die.  Death by fucking he smiled.  It just could be worth it, but
why not get something else from his sister.  Something more than just
getting to fuck her which she desperately wanted and she had no idea how
much he wanted to fuck her.

   Well maybe she did because in this world he was a slut.  He smiled, "And
just what do you have that I could want," he smiled.

   "I'll do your chores for a month."

   Chores he never had them before now he did, but only one month that did
not seem to be enough.  "Two months," he stated.

   "I---I can't"

   "What?  Why not?"

   "Look I desperately want to get fucked, but not at the cost of your
possible future."

   "Just what does that mean?  I am already risking death?"

   "YES, But If I do two months of your chores that would be worth ten
credits.  That is the amount of your allowance five credits a month and if
I give you ten it will make you a prostitute."

   "SO What!  I think I would like that!  Woman paying me money to fuck
them."

   "Your an ass and now I know for sure you must have been drinking dads
booz.  Look brother being a prostitute means you be in jail where they feed
you woman to fuck who pay the state for using you and you get nothing.  But
you should already know this."

   Crap!  That---That---"

   She quickly interrupted him saying.  "Yes brother it does any woman can
give you money and call you a prostitute.  Although all woman desperately
want to get fucked, some females don't like sluts and would sooner see them
in jail."

   "Crap!  Crap!  Crap!"

   "It's not that bad brother I can protect you.  If you fuck me say once a
week I'll get the woman, you fuck them and they pay me."

   "Isn't that the same thing?"

   "Nope the law states you have to receive the money directly.  In other
words they have to put it in your hands."

   "Well can't they stick it up there ass or cunt than drop in on me."

   "Not If I check them first.  Look brother this could be a good deal for
the both of us.  That is if you live long enough."

   This was not what he wanted, this was screwed up.  He guessed that for
everything there is an opposite, but the reverse may not be what you think
it should be.  Like girls wanting to fuck more, but he never thought what
would happen to the boy part of this equation.

   Now he saw the reverse and did not like it.  He wanted to go back.  Yet
he realized that once you made the opposite choice and somehow it happens,
or is granted there is no going back.  He was trying to decide what to do
when his sister said, "There is one last thing; you're going to get a lot
of girls pregnant."

   "What?  Didn't you---"

   She quickly cut him of saying, "No brother it's not the same thing.  The
woman will be married and clam their husbands were the ones who got then
pregnant.  You will most likely have dozens of children, if you don't die
that is.  Before you think about DNA testing the woman can simply refuse
and there will be nothing there husband can do about it."

   This may not be the opposite he wanted, but in his old life like some
boys his age, he was ruled by his cock.  What better place to use his
hunger for pussy and put it to good use.  He smiled wickedly and said,
"Okay sis let's do it, but no ugly girls.  That all better be lookers."

   She laughed than said, "There are no ugly girls."

   This was the first thing that she said that made sense.  Girls had to be
pretty in order to entice boys who did not want to fuck, to fuck them.  He
laughed thinking what a screw up world he now lived in.  Then said, "Okay
sis let's do this."

   "Top or bottom." she smiled."

   "Bottom of course."

   "Damn slut making me do all the work."

   "Yeah sis that's the way it is!  You want fucked, you have to work for
it, and it's going to be a long fuck."

   "I already know that." She said bitterly but happily at the same time.

   "Okay than.  Your room and on your bed."

   "Don't want cum on your sheets.  I can understand that," she said and
got up.

   He watched her cute little ass wiggle as she moved off.  He got up and
followed her.  In her room he walked straight over to the bed and flopped
onto it.  His cock was still stiff.  He smiled as he watched her get on the
bed and spread his legs over him.

   "You know this is going to hurt me and there will be some blood."

   "Well want fucked, or not?"

   "Yeah.  I was hoping for some---"

   "Sympathy--- From a slut," he smiled as he interrupted her.

   She said nothing in return and started to lower her body down toward his
waiting hard cock.  She gripped his cock and placed it right at the center
of her hairless slit.  He kept his eyes on his cock and a few seconds later
as he heard her scream as he saw her pushed herself down on to his hard
cock.

   The feel of her cunt as it gave way to his cock was beyond his
expectations.  She was beyond tight.  It felt like his cock was drilling a
hole into her body.  Like she did not have a hole at all.  Her knees were
on the bed now and it felt like his cock was trapped inside her body.

   She was panting and her face was twisted in pain.  He did not even feel
her hymen and he thought she had lied to him.  Then she lifted herself up
and he saw blood on his cock.  As she continued he could hardly believe he
had taken his own sisters cherry.

   Yet there it was his cock laced with blood stretching her cunt lips
paper thin.  She groaned in pain as she again pushed down.  Her cunt was a
little slicker now, but he did not know if it was from the blood, or her
own secretions.  She kept pushing down his cock until she finally stopped
when he felt the head of his cock strike her cervix hard.

   There was still an inch or more of his cock not inside her cunt, but
feeling her cervix pressing hard on the tip of his cock he knew she could
not take any more.  "Give me a little time to get use to it okay bro?"

   "Sure sis take all the time you need," He said with a huge smile.

   "Damn you slut!"

   Because she sounded different this time he took note of what she said.
She said it not in ager, or in pain, it sounded happy, and in recognition
of what he was.  He closed his eyes feeling the utter tightness of her
cunt.

   --------

   Then her heard her say, "All done."

   She sounded different and younger.  He opened his eyes and saw his two
and an half year old sister sitting on the toilet.  Her legs were wide
open. He could see her tiny, wet pussy dripping piss down her tightly
sealed slit.  "Tissue," she smiled.

   He reached over to get her some.  When he did he thought, for every day
there is a night, ETC and so on.

   The end.