Messy, gross ones

Heather was still standing there, tongue out and hands furiously groping her breasts under her shirt while Peter was looking over some of the new options. Some of them were messy, and some were kind of gross. Well, nothing to lose!

"PEE"

As Peter held down the button, Heather immediately began to wet herself, a steady stream visibly running down her legs. Her eyes began to water as she moaned through her open mouth, hands still working away at her chest.

"Ha! Oh my god that is so gross, how is this possible?" As soon as the button was let go, she stopped. Peter began experimenting, pressing the button over and over, watching his sister relieve herself on and off uncontrollably while she began to sob. He barely cared about her reaction at this point, entirely wrapped up in the power of the remote. He switched to experimenting with the "LACTATE" and "SQUIRT" buttons, causing his poor sister to intermittently spray fluids from her upper and lower body. Her sobs only grew, tears streaming down her face.

"Haha okay I'm sorry, I'll stop... Right after this." He decided to press as many buttons down as he could at the same time.

"ORGASM"

"LACTATE"

"SQUIRT"

"DROOL"

Heather fell to the ground in a sudden explosion of pleasure and fluids. As long as the buttons were held down her torment continued, endlessly, impossibly. She writhed in an orgasmic mess, lactating and squirting without end, drooling all over herself. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as her body violently reacted to the remote, until her brother finally let go. She was left a sobbing, panting, soaking mess on the floor. Tongue still out, hands still massaging her tits. Peter decided to add one final insult to her injury, and finish things off with a click of the "FART" button.