Eventfully

Author's Note:

Two chapters in the same month? How is that possible? Turns out, when you neglect the things you actually need to do, anything is possible. Couldn't thoroughly proofread this one either, so please notify me of any typos and the like.

Emma cursed herself when she realized that she had left Master PC running on her computer. It was one thing to leave it running on her phone; that was protected with a pin code, and almost always on her. It was another to leave it running on her unlocked desktop computer. She really had to be more careful.

Grumbling to herself, she thought of her sister and sighed. She'd missed her chance again. While she'd been craving a romantic relationship with her sister for months, it was only recently that she finally built the resolve to actually ask her out, despite the risks. And ever since then, as if the universe were toying with her, she'd not gotten the chance to ask her sister out with the privacy they needed.

Well, no point sulking over it. Emma turned her thoughts instead towards the twins' visit tomorrow. She still wasn't sure about what she even wanted to do, her only thing driving her in this direction the allure of twins. At least she had ample time to browse through the man pages, and try out whatever she found interesting.

And interesting things she did find. There were a couple commands about 'linking'; two people linked would, depending on the type of link, share physical sensations, thoughts or even minds, to the point where they would technically be considered as one person. On the milder side, some links would only copy things like appearance and mannerisms and such.

As she was browsing, she found more quality-of-life changes.

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mpc> switch target:$global

Global settings, targeting everyone.

mpc> set bio --period --disable

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She, and everybody she knew, loathed the time of month when her body would turn against her and decide to just be a painful, cramping piece of shit that bled everywhere. It was best to just be rid of the thing. The man pages had mentioned that disabling it would cause everyone to be fertile all the time, but she had another command to help fix that in mind as she hit enter, and the world pulsed.

It was one that didn't allow anyone to get pregnant unless they wanted to. Emma had no idea how that worked, but considering the power of Master PC, she had no doubt that it would work. It didn't really benefit her in any way, but why not? It would definitely be a net positive to the world.

She entered the command, and the world pulsed.

As she read more and more man pages, she realized just how little she had actually gone through. She opened a page called Relationships, only to be met with a sub-manual that had almost as many entries as the upper level. Even with all that she had already read and all that she had already changed, had she even gone through 5% of the features?

After a lot (seriously, a lot) of reading, she hesitantly typed out:

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mpc> relationship_manager target:$user

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A terminal-based user interface, not dissimilar to the man pages, took control of the command line. It displayed a list of people Emma knew, starting with her sister, her mother, her friends, and so on.

Emma selected her sister, and was greeted with a list of traits such as Affection, Trust, Eros, and many, many more. There was yet another advanced sub-menu that she knew would have even more, finer-control options. At the top, just underneath her sister's name, was a brief description of their relationship: A Bit Too Close.

The scores on the traits corresponded to that. The Affection stat was at 70 (74), which was a sign of a strong bond according to the manual, but Eros was up at 43 (41). From what she could gather, normal family members didn't go up above 15, and couldn't even go above 25 without having an **** fetish.

It did, at least, show that Emma and her sister seemed to be on the same page when it came to their relationship. The numbers in parenthesis showed Sarah's scores towards Emma. If they both felt the same way, maybe, just maybe there was a real chance that Sarah wouldn't say no to a date.

Curiosity satiated, Emma hit 'q' to exit, and moved down the list of people. While Hana and Hina would be coming to their house tomorrow, she also knew that Sarah wouldn't want her loitering around her friends all day. Good terms though they were on, Emma simply wasn't friends with the two of them in the same way that Sarah was. Except, she could change that.

Finding and selecting Hina, she bumped up the Affection score from 23 (18) to 60 (60), and left Eros untouched at 26 (11). The description went from Agreeable Acquaintance to Good Friends. She hit enter, and the world pulsed.

Immediately, Emma felt a bit silly. She and Hina were already friends. There really wasn't any reason to tweak their relationship. Hana, on the other hand, she could use a bit of help with. Hana was a bit reserved, and Emma was too much of an introvert herself to properly draw her out of her shell and connect with her in the same way she could with her more social sister.

Right below Hana was right below Hina on the list. Emma opened it up, and was surprised to see the Eros score at 27 (21). Emma never would've guessed, but 21 wasn't that high on the scale, all things considered. She raised the Affection score from 19 (18) to 60 (60), to the same score that Hina's had always been at, and hit enter.

The world pulsed, and Emma briefly lost her train of thought. Why had she gone through her friends' stats again?

Emma shrugged, focus shifting elsewhere. With a relationship viewer and the names of her twin friends in front of her, there was something that she wanted to know.

Exiting the Relationship Manager, she re-opened it with a new target.

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mpc> relationship_manager target:"Hana Kato"

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Various people appeared in a list, some who Emma recognized, such as herself and Sarah, and others whom she didn't. At the very top was Hina, which Emma selected.

The Affection stat between the two was very high at 93 (92). The Eros stat, meanwhile, was sitting at 10 (8). Emma felt a bit disappointed. In her fantasies of the twins, they felt the same attraction towards each other that Emma and Sarah felt. But she should've known better. Neither of them had **** as part of their fetish list.

Still, there was a itch in the back of her head. She moved to the Eros stat, and increased it as high as it would go, which was 25 (25). The description changed from Thick as Thieves to Unthinkable Sparks. Any more would require them to have an **** fetish, the window notified.

Emma hesitated, but at this point, her dick had more of a say than her conscience. Promising herself she'd rollback the command immediately, she went back to the main Master PC command line and typed:

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mpc> add fetish --****

[Side-effect]: Global change! Modifying social norms...

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The world pulsed.

Moving back to the Relationship Manager, Emma cranked up the Eros score to 100 (100). The description now read Forbidden Soulmates.

Forbidden soulmates, huh? Emma thought to herself. While her girlcock was pumping out cum at a significant rate, she still had enough self-control to discard the changes instead of saving them.

Or, at least, that was her intent. Distracted as she was by the thick liquid pleasure pulsing through her massive fuckstick, she unknowingly hit enter instead of 'q', and the world pulsed.

She exited the Relationship Manager with the intent of rolling back her previous command, but just then her door opened suddenly, causing her to let out a shriek of surprise.

"Calm down, it's just me!" Sarah hissed. "You'll wake mom up!"

Emma silenced herself, heart still pounding as adrenaline course through her veins, before managing, "What happened?"

Sarah entered her room, carefully closing the door behind her. "Nothing. I just finished my assignments. Took me longer than expected, and now I'm hungry. Came in to ask you if you wanted some of the leftovers."

"Oh," was all Emma said. She glanced at the clock and realized it read 4am. She suddenly felt a combination of hunger and incredible thirst. "Yeah, I'd appreciate that."

Sarah glanced downwards. A massive puddle of girlcream had spilled out from underneath the desk to cover a good portion of the floor.

"Strange seeing this on the floor and not all over you," Sarah mused. "Just what were you doing?"

She glanced towards the monitor, but fortunately, Emma had locked it as soon as she heard the door open. All it displayed now was the login prompt.

"Just, uh, you know, computer stuff," Emma sweated. "Was setting up a media server." That was partially true. That was the intended purpose of setting up the old computer, before she discovered Master PC on it.

Sarah could clearly tell something was up, but let it slide. She motioned towards the door. "C'mon. Let's finish off that casserole."

"Wait," Emma said, heart pounding again. This was another opportunity, and she was done letting them slip through her fingers. "I-I need to tell you something."

"This what you came to my earlier room to tell me?" Sarah asked, to which Emma nodded. She waved her hand in a 'go on' gesture.

Emma swallowed. She was acutely aware of her dry mouth. Steeling herself, she said, "I really l-like you. As m-more than a sister. And I know you f-feel the same way. I know it's risky and stupid and dangerous-" The words were pouring out now. "-but I want go out. With you. As a couple."

"Em," Sarah said softly.

"I know I'm asking a lot of you," Emma pressed forward, breathing shakily. "It's a lot of risk. But we can go to someplace far away, where no one knows us-"

"Em," Sarah said again insistently.

"I don't know how we'd make it work," She was nearly hyperventilating now. "But I really want to try, Sarah, I-"

"Em!" Sarah grabbed her shoulders and shook her slightly. Emma shut her mouth, face burning and heart pounding, unable to look directly at her sister's face. She was keenly aware of her dick hovering mere inches away from her sister's exposed pussy.

"Okay."

"O . . .kay?" Emma looked at her sister uncomprehendingly.

"Okay," Sarah smiled, slightly nervously. "W-We can try it out. We'll have to be really careful, but we'll give it a shot."

Emma felt stunned for a moment before her heart leapt with joy. Before she could celebrate, that joy gave way to horror as she heard their mother's voice from the doorway. "Sarah."

Sarah froze like a deer in the headlights. In the open doorway stood Angela, wearing a translucent black babydoll and a somber expression. "Downstairs. Now."

Emma felt as if she had been doused in ice. Her shriek must've indeed woken their mother up. She didn't even notice her open the door. And now the worst had come to pass.

"Mom," Emma began. "It's my fault. I-"

Angela raised a hand, and Emma's voice died in her throat. She looked and Sarah again and repeated. "Now."

Sarah's expression was a grim mirror of her mother's. The sisters exchanged a brief look before she silently followed their mother out of Emma's room, closing the door behind her.

Shit shit shit! Emma's thoughts raced frantically. While desiring your family members was as universally a part of the human condition as it got, it was still extremely taboo. Emma had heard stories of others, those who went against the grain of society, being excommunicated from their entire family.

If she was calmer, she'd recognize that her mother was too loving and kindhearted to ever do such a thing, though it was equally true that she'd do everything in her power to limit the amount of time Emma and Sarah saw each other.

Frantically logging back into her computer, she typed:

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mpc> set norm --**** on

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Had she been in a calmer state of mind, she would've switched the target to her sister, but in her present emotional state, that eluded her.

She hit enter.

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[Info]: Option on provided instead of appropriate option. Using default of accepted.

[Warning]: Change results in possible incestuous relationship(s). Disable genetic defects cause by inbreeding? This option is strongly recommended. [Y/n]: y

[Helper]: Purging deleterious recessive genes from gene pools...

[Helper]: Increasing genetic expression diversity...

[Helper]: Running miscellaneous clean-up processes... Done.

[Side-effect]: Global change! Modifying social norms...

[Side-effect]: Retroactive changes enabled. Restructuring family trees... Done.

[Info]: Applying changes to reality. This may take a while...

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The world pulsed, and kept pulsing. She felt it inside her skull, every part of her brain warping. She felt it in her arms, causing them to shake in place above her keyboard. She felt it in her chest, preventing her from taking in a breath. She felt it in her throughout the length of her girldick, she felt it pulse and pulse and pulse, until finally, without any input from her, she came.

But the pulsing did not stop. It continued, and with every pulse, the pleasure in her meaty fuckstick grew, and with every pulse, she came harder and faster. She was frozen, locked in place. How long had she been like this? Days? Seconds? Years? Only a few moments? She could not tell, as the pulse distorted the deepest corners of her being, and her thick jizz splashed on the wall under the desk, spreading across the floor.

Unable to move, Emma's mouth hung agape as a thin trickle of drool escaped her mouth. Her breasts jiggled as she was torn between her need to breathe and need to moan, but unable to accomplish either. Her eyes, wide and glassy, gradually rolled back into their sockets, her throbbing girlcock pumping out more and more of her virile seed against her will.

In the fractured recesses of her mind, she saw her family get fucked and impregnated, only for her daughters to grow up to be fucked and impregnated and for those daughters to grow up and get fucked and impregnated again and again and again-

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[Info]: Changes applied successfully.

[Warning]: Unforeseen side-effects as a result of the following changes: [Gene pool restructuring, Retroactive social norm change]

[Warning]: Side-effect count too high to print to console. Full report in logs/239148249.log.

[Telemetry]: Relevant data forwarded to developer as per policy.

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Emma groaned, feeling dehydrated. She weakly grabbed her dick, which had slowed the rush of cum down to its usual trickle, and starting sucking on it, greedily drinking down whatever her balls pumped through her shaft.

Sooner than she expected, her thirst had been quenched. She noticed the floor was covered in an ankle-deep layer of her girljizz, which seemed odd to her for some reason, though she couldn't quite put her finger on why.

Looking up, she saw her mother and sister sitting on her bed, waiting patiently for her to finish. Right. She'd asked Sarah out on a date. She'd accepted. Then, before they could do anything else, their mother had interrupted, telling them that they needed to have a talk.

"Sorry," Emma croaked, as she stretched in her chair. "Was thirsty."

"And sorry for waking you," Sarah said quietly.

"It's alright, dear," Angela sighed, before straightening her back and looking serious. "Now, I apologize for eavesdropping, but as far as I understand it, the two of you are now courting each other, yes?"

"No need to make it sound so formal," Sarah cringed.

"Sarah," her mother told her solemnly.

"Yeah, we are," Emma confirmed.

"I would ask you to be certain of this," Angela warned. "I have taken great care to distance all of us from my side of the family, so I would not expect you to know this, but when romantic commitments fail between family members, the fallout is devastating. It will mean an end to your bond as sisters, and very likely the complete collapse of our family unit."

Neither of the sisters had any idea what had transpired between their mother and the rest of their estranged family; this was the first time Angela had ever brought them up. Emma and Sarah exchanged a quick look before Sarah took in a deep breath.

"That won't happen, mom," Sarah said firmly, her posture exuding confidence. "Even if things don't work out, Emma is still going to be my sister, and you are still going to be our mother. No matter what."

Emma nodded emphatically. "I don't think I'm capable of hating Sarah in any way. And I'm going to try my absolute hardest to make sure me and Sarah work out."

Angela's eyes bore into her daughters, causing Emma to squirm uncomfortably. She mostly thought of her mother as a reserved and mild (and sexy) person, not really thinking about the fact that she was a woman who had faced many hardships, raising two daughters alone while mourning the loss of her wife, disconnected from any family that could have helped. It was only in times like these, when her steely gaze seemed to cut right through Emma, that she was reminded of it.

Still, Emma did her best to meet her eyes. No matter what came next, the two people in the room with her were the most important people in her life; she wasn't going to let anything drive them apart, not while she had a say in it. Sarah wore a similar expression of resolve.

After a few more tense moments, Angela seemed to accept their decision, her shoulders slumping tiredly. "In that case, congratulations are in order." She smiled, but it didn't quite seem to reach her eyes. "Any mother would be happy to see her daughters together."

"Thanks, mom," Sarah said softly, standing up. Her feet squelched as she stood in the ankle-deep layer of Emma's cum. "And don't worry about us, okay?"

"I'll try not to," Angela said weakly, standing up herself and embracing her elder daughter. As their breasts pressed against each other, Angela reached around and started groping Sarah's generous ass, while Sarah reached down and fingered her mother's sopping wet pussy. Their kissed passionately, sucking and moaning into each other's mouths.

Eventually, their familial embrace ended. Mother and daughter separated, panting slightly, their pussies creaming with desire. A thin strand of saliva still connected their mouths. Emma got up, spreading her arms as she moved towards Angela.

As they embraced, Emma's girldick slid between her mother's luscious thighs. Pulling her daughter close, Angela grabbed her ass, and Emma slid her hands under her mother's thin babydoll, and started playing with her heavy breasts. They kissed, and every time Emma pinched her mother's nipples she moaned in her mouth and her nether lips spasmed on the base of Emma's drooling bitchbreaker.

The motherly hug came to and end soon enough, and as Emma pulled her girldick through her mother's thighs, it dragged against her pussy, drawing out a long moan from the MILF. As Emma's cockhead popped free, it pulsed upwards, slapping directly against her Angela's pussy and leaving behind a string of Emma's thick cum.

That was too much for their mother, and her eyelids fluttered as she came, her breaths coming out in gasps, knees buckling. For a moment, Emma thought she'd have to hold her up, but she recovered, and bade the two sisters goodnight, departing on unsteady feet.

"So . . ," Sarah trailed off. "You still want that casserole?"

"I'll pass," Emma said. "Going to bed, really tired."

"I'd say you don't need sleep, but yeah, it really looks like you need to this time." Sarah giggled. "Good night."

While Emma was a bit tempted to try some romantic gesture towards her new lover, the talk with their mother had somewhat dampened her spirits, so she opted instead to stick with a normal, sisterly hug.

Emma and her sister held each other, her dick once again sandwiched between thighs. As they kissed, Emma mentally remarked how different her two family members felt, despite having such similar builds. While Angela was slow and indulgent, leisurely exploring and groping her ass, Sarah was hungry, almost ****, sucking on her tongue like no tomorrow. Her hands were firmly fixed on Emma's hips as she furiously grinded on the base of her sister's girlcock. Emma, for her part, was enjoying the lovely feeling of her sister's naked breasts in her hands and her wet pussy rubbing against the base of her fuckstick.

Sarah abruptly sped up, before grinding herself as deep as she could against her younger sister. Emma felt her sister shudder against her as she climaxed, her pussy twitching against the base of Emma's dick. Emma, for her part, deepened their kiss and roughly groped her sister's heaving tits, stretching out Sarah's orgasm.

Sarah relaxed against her sister as her climax ended, showing her appreciation towards Emma with a slow, sensual, and sisterly french kiss. Emma let her bask in her orgasmic afterglow for a few moments before gently pushing her away and towards the door. With a smile, Sarah left her room.

Emma, for her part, felt beyond exhausted. Despite technically not needing to sleep, she fell over on her bed and passed out immediately.