Creamy desserts.

As the sibling duo arrives in the kitchen, both of their parents can't help but pause as they enter the room. Their kids have always gotten along respectably well together, and they are relieved to see they are handling this sudden inversion of the power balance so well. Indeed they have no idea what to do about the situation themselves, which they had just been discussing. After everyone exchanged their customary morning salutations, a silence took hold of the room. Nobody wanted to discuss the elephant sized daughter in the room. Jessica, their mom, finished preparing breakfast, while they each took their customary seat on either side of their father, Bob.

It didn't take long before Liz's new form practically demanded attention. Never mind that the chair was creaking beneath her heft. Dismiss the fact that her legs barely fit under the table, and only at the most awkward of angles. Ignore that seated, she was taller than any other family member when standing on the tips of their toes. The damnable table around which the three of them now sat, selected for it's crystal clear heavyweight glass top, left in clear view the serpent growing out of little Liz's crotch. A situation only exacerbated by her need to dress commando, and compounded by the positions in which her legs were now arranged. Though valiant, her effort to maintain some modesty had failed in its entirety.

It wasn't long until breakfast was ready, their family Saturday tradition of hotcakes and sausage. And as Jessica placed the serving platters upon the table, it was inevitable that she would also place a fourth set of eyes locked in place upon her daughter's commanding prescence down below.

"Would anybody like some s-s-sausage?" She fumbled, suddenly wishing her family preferred bacon.

"Liz has enough sausage of her own!" Josh quipped, the jester within him incapable of resisting such a juicy gag.

Liz couldn't help but giggle, far too empowered to let a little joke unsettle her. And with that, the icy air amongst them thawed, family breakfast taking place almost as if nothing was amiss. Good things must always end some day, however, and towards the end they simply had to have some discussion about the current situation. It would only be a couple days until their daughter would have to return to school, if she was to return at all, and Bob and Jess had to have a talk with the principal. Hell, they would probably need all weekend just to seek out clothing that would make big and tall garments look petite. Leaving Josh to keep an eye on his sister with a quick reminder that she is still grounded, the pair head out to try and solve at least one of their crises.

"So, you like sausage jokes little bro?" Liz declared rhetorically, shedding her makeshift garment as she locked eyes with her brother. "Would you like a second helping?"

Still without the strength required to stand, Josh could only sit helplessly across from his sister as her penis began twitching and pulsing. Inch by inch, second by second, the monster grew closer to his seated position. The eager look in Liz's eyes betraying the lust within her, which has been building all during breakfast. She only briefly glances down, checking the progress of her impending landing, before returning her gaze upon her brother. The array of confused emotions he's displaying only fuels her predatory hunger, causing her to spring forth across the remaining gap. The impact of her battering ram sends Josh backwards out of the chair, gasping for the air that was soundly knocked out of him.

"Please Liz!" Josh wheezed. "You'll hurt me if you don't learn to get a grip on that thing!"

"Like this?" she replied, standing over him and grabbing her meat with both hands. Its girth is so great it takes both her broad mitts to encircle it. "Maybe you should demonstrate?"

Liz proceeded to tip her head at Josh, waiting for him to get a firm grip on the ridge. Her involuntary twitching at the sensation signaling the firmness of his grip, she quickly pulls back, hoisting Josh up on his feet. He's having the realization, whether he want's to or not, that her present elevation places her hose square in his face. As the familiar sight of pre begins dribbling out, Josh accepts his fate and begins kissing her glory. Liz releases a moan, the pulsing of her hot knob accelerating with her heartbeat. Stroking her cock in unison with her brother's ministrations. The pleasure mounts within her to an almost unbearable level, but she can't release.

As they continue on for some time, Josh's performance becomes more involved. No longer content with licking and rubbing the girthy appendage, he begins to rub his face across it, tongue darting into the vast slit. It was hard for him to comprehend, having spared no time in his life for thoughts of sucking dicks and fucking his sister, yet he was beginning to find the act enjoyable. Enjoyable enough to pitch a large tent in his trousers. As the strain in his pants became too much, he freed one hand long enough to unzip his pants and set his penis free.

As enjoyable as Liz found dominating and forcing herself upon her brother, having first his consent, and now his enthusiasm made the lewd act all the more pleasurable to her. So when she saw her brother's cock reach out towards her she began to lose control of her willpower all over again. First her loin began twitching in rhythm with her brother's pulsing meat. Then her hips started bucking, first slight and gentle, then forcefully back and forth. Josh had to stop himself and hold on for his safety as he dangled off his sister. He nearly lost his grip when the first blast of semen collided with his face, but the second one was so potent it knocked him off into the wall behind him. As he began to slump over, Liz began milking the length of her shaft, aiming load after load of jism right at him. The two lost track of time as this went on for a few minutes, until Josh was covered head to toe in love juices.

Not wanting to leave her brother hanging, liz walked over to his limp form and began to give him a tongue bathe. Slowly she worked her way towards his cock, which unlike Josh, hadn't gone limp after being hosed. By the time she reached her target, hard as granite and pre-lubed, she couldn't keep the filthy thoughts out of her mind. Experimenting with her sexuality had been fun thus far, but she still had a few things she'd like to try out. With her brother pinned beneath her own cock, slowly she guided his into her ass. Her mother had already taught her about the birds and the bees, and she would have to make do with manual stimulation as she rode her brother up and down.

When Josh realized what was happening, he began to protest. Unfortunately Liz was in such pleasure she was oblivious to everything else around her. To Josh's further dismay, the anchor weighing upon his chest was also lost in the pleasure, as it began to swell up and out for another round of fun. Josh was too exhausted to participate, even as the musky cannon began to block everything else from his view. All he could do was steel himself, and try to hold out long enough for Liz to polish herself off. Her massive balls offered him no clue to his rear entry position, and he wasn't looking to give his sister a child.

Liz's tight ass was proving a formidable foe, it's soft steely grip milking his shaft like his girlfriend's vagina never could. Her enthusiasm meant he wouldn't have to hold out long though, as she quickly and rapidly brought herself to climax. Stirring from her trance at the last second, she plyed her slit upon his lips, encouraging him to once more drink her essence. Though he had valiantly restrained himself until now, the taste rushing down his throat tipped him over the edge and he released within her. They carried on this way for some time, even Josh was impressed with his sudden potency as he continued to fire rounds in her ass.