Investigate

My investigation lasted exactly a single second as my tired eyes spotted a milky spot on the ground and upon squatting down I saw that indeed it was a bead of the fakecum from Yoruichi, the consistency very strange, squirming as if it were alive.

Not daring to touch it, I grabbed a handkerchief from my desk and picked it up, surprised both by its weight and its resilience considering that I could barely squash and mash it between my index finger and thump.

Just as I was about to throw it away, I spotted more and more and even more of those drops which mysteriously led out of my room onto the hallway.

Comprehending that this was my chance to unveil the thief and demand that this dangerous stuff was returned to its owner, me, immediately, I slowly and cautiously stepped through my room and down the carpeted hallway, passing my little sisters’ twin room as the trail of dots turned sharply.

I found myself standing before Harribel’s room, my hazy mind barely registering the muffled moans and gentle creaking of wood on wood through the dim walls.

Still, I heard it. Every single agonizing second of my older, adorable sister’s furious, frenzied

[masturbation.

My

](http://masturbation.My) curiosity and aching blue-balls got the better of my degenerate mind and I slightly opened the door, creating a tiny slit to watch and observe Tier’s room in all its dark, emo glory.

But to my defense, I absolutely felt like a stalker, creep, pervert and all the other things you call a peeping Tom. Yet for the record, she stole from me in the first place, rendering my despicable action as a mere reaction to her crime.

I glanced through the ajar door and ‘crazy’ would describe it appropriately.

Harribel furiously rammed her whole fist into her gaping cunt, her full pussy lips turning white as I dreaded that they would simply tear.

Of course her huge cave was filled to the brim with this asian fakecum, lubing her up well enough for her whole large fist to fit in and out of the usually tight hole.

Pearls of sweat streamed down her forehead, her bed and sheets a pure mess, soaked and dripping with cum and her own love juices. Muffled screams escaped her drooling mouth which savagely bit into a shirt.

Almost as if the japanese jizz was an aphrodisiac, she plunged her fist into her vagina, ripping it out afterwards, eliciting shrieks of pain and lust from her horny gullet and repeating the spectacle.

Suddenly she stopped, beginning to pant like crazy before punching her drenched fist into her mouth in one smooth motion, swallowing the immense structure of bones, flesh and skin whole, slurping around it with her elongated tongue, audibly gulping down the chunks of hyper cum.

Her eyes rolled backwards, an ahegao expression taking the place of her heated, brown face, her eyes depleted of iris and pupil, leaving but an inhuman, abnormal white crater.

I loudly gasped at the horror before me, terminating her escapade as she ripped out the fist, bite wounds sprawled all over it in a horrific stretch of her jaw. I already expected it to break and snap but it persevered.

But another worry dawned on me.

What if she saw me?