Ask someone for help - Gwen

After hesitating for another moment, you begin getting up on shaky legs. Your first experience with your father's dick was already a nightmare, but after getting fucked randomly by him over the course of multiple hours, everything was hurting down there. A persistent, throbbing ache which wasn't at all helped by the slippery feeling you had on the inside. No, that only reminded you of the risky situation you were in. You were royally creamed. Something that needed to be dealt with soon.

Considering the poor state you were currently in however, you allow yourself to rest a little longer before you leave the room and begin heading towards the stairs, only to remember the one person who may be able to help you out! You make a quick turn and open the door into Gwen's bedroom, and your sibling was right where you hoped she'd be - by her desk, sitting on a chair. "Gwen!" She turns to face you, but surprisingly doesn't show much concern? Ah well, you need to ask for a favor regardless. "What's up? Hey! You've probably noticed the weird shit that mom and dad have in mind for me, I was wondering if you could help me out with that?"

"... sure, little 'brother'. Lemme see..." She kept her neutral expression as she got off the computer, took a few steps back and reached for a duffel bag that she pulled forth from underneath her bed. Upon opening it and reaching in, she tossed you a small glass bottle with a couple of pills inside. "What are these? I already had my fair share of mystery **** from mother, the stuff that you probably supplied her with...," you pout and briefly glare at her. It was partially her fault that you could no longer be sure which actions of yours were genuine, and which ones were influenced by the artificial chemicals and hormones that were currently altering your mind and behavior.

"They're entirely different, these just do some physical changes that will help you out." Fine, you pop the bottle open and gulp one of the small capsules down. You expect some pain or stinging to follow, but there's nothing more than a faint numbness in your throat as if you swallowed a breath mint. Gwen already returned to her desk, typing on her keyboard and neglecting you entirely.

After another minute passed and you're not sure if anything even changed, you approach her again and pat her on the shoulder.

What's the pill supposed to do?

Huh... you poke her shoulder again. What's the pill supposed to do?

What the- you're opening your mouth while trying to say those things, and your lips are moving, but the words aren't coming out?! Bumping your fist against Gwen's shoulder, you finally manage to get her attention and she turns around to face you with an annoyed stare. "What is it? I know that you can't talk anymore, big deal, that was the whole point of that pill. Just shut up and deal with your problems. Dad said that he will leave me alone completely if he gets to keep you as his... what did he say... breeding slut? Teeny fuck sleeve? No idea, it's gross either way. And more importantly, it's between you two. Leave me out of it." With that, she turns back around to face the computer screen. That bitch! She sold you out!

Filled with a rush of adrenaline, you grab a fistful of her hair and begin pulling and tearing until she falls to the ground with a scream. She betrayed you! What's wrong with her! You let go of her hair and slap her cheeks, though she's keeping her face covered with her own hands while you uselessly try to hit her with what little strength your body possessed. Her yelling however had already alerted everyone to the fight you two had and you suddenly feel strong hands grabbing your wrists and pulling you right off your sister.