Anna wants to mend a relationship!

Anna stood and breathed.

In.

And out.

In

And out.

She did not feel calm, the breathing almost made her more nervous. Standing outside her sister’s door as she had done so many other times before, her hand about to knock on the wood, about to see her sister again, to try and rekindle the flame that had been frozen.

But this time was different. Instead of trying to converse with Elsa, Anna had thought to simply sneak into her room and snuggle as they had done in years gone by. Nervousness scratched away at her every breath and doubt clouded her mind.

In.

And out.

Slowly, Anna twisted the handle and pushed the door into the abode, revealing a large curtained lying centre stage in the room. But that wasn’t the first thing Anna noticed. The first thing was the smell.

Like a barrel of bricks, it hit her, almost losing her footing to the nasal shock of the strange scent. The smell was reminiscent of cheese, but cheese on the verge of rotting, dairy one could only find at a feast of crows. Anna had always found that when life dealt you a bad smell, it was always better to breathe it in, it’s how she used to deal with her dad’s flatulence, the more you smell it, the easier it gets.

So Anna stood in the hallway, the moon shining through the windowed corridor, and she breathed in that strange cheesy scent. It filtered through her nose and clogged her nostrils with its stench before racing down her throat and staining the walls. It went both ways, however, as the fog of stink went upwards to her brain and clouded her mind.

Elsa was still lying asleep on her bed as all this was happening, in her usually locked room that had become a box of her stink. It was why her parents had locked her away for these long years.

Her scent.

Anna didn’t know it yet, but the smell emanating from Elsa served as her superpower, a pheromone to be more precise. It clouded woman’s minds with lust and want for more of it.

After breathing in her smell for a few minutes, Anna continued with her original mission and slowly crept into Elsa’s bed, making herself as comfortable as she could with the constant cheesy stench permeating the air, she could have left at any time, yet she remained.

Her mind told her it was because of her love for Elsa, her body urged her to snort more of the scent. It was as she was trying to get to sleep that Anna noticed strange wetness emanating from her thighs.

“I’m wet?” She whispered to herself in surreal shock. Never in her life had Anna been ‘wet’. She had heard rumours about it, but this was an entirely new level of sexual education for her.

Carefully, she felt down her garmented body to the evolving wet stain.

“HgNm!” She moaned as her fingers brushed past her sensitive clit, made all the more so by the source of Elsa’s dominating musk being so close. Anna swiped past her clit again, again groaning.

And again.

And again

And…

She furiously swept her hand back and forth as pleasure overwhelmed her mind. The room was filled with Elsa’s smog against the 'plap' of Anna’s rubbing

“Fouckahhhhhhh.” She squealed into the pillow next to Elsa. Trying to find the source of her delight, her eyes hovered over to Elsa as she came closer and closer to cumming, she sniffed deeply of Elsa’s and finally saw a haze around her sister’s armpit.

Acting quickly, she ran her free hand through Elsa’s gaggle of sweat-stained armpit hairs and pulled it up to her nose, the scent’s source filling her already burning nose as she…

As she….

“Cummmiiinnnnnngggngnnggngahh!” She yelled, a great fountain spurt of cum spraying out of her and staining her sister's bed.

Anna lost her mind.

The pheromones had, with her cumming, finally taken root in her brain.

She was addicted.

Quickly, she yanked her head into Elsa’s armpit and sniffed as hard as she could, rubbing her pussy raw again as her mind became utterly devoted to her sister.

She came again.

And again.

And again.

And…

Elsa awoke to a strange sensation in her armpit, a gust of air pressure that seemed buried in her underarm. Turning her sleepy head she saw her younger sister deeply asleep and still sniffing her pits. Elsa ran her fingers through her sis' hair and smiled, pushing her armpit a little further into Anna's face. Their relationship would be very different from now on.

Elsa couldn't wait.