Overwhelming Suck-cess

“…so to sum up She won’t be ready to provide for another week or so to allow the stitching to heal… until then you’ll need to continue… with… your current… solution… is something wrong ladies?” You ask cutting your briefing short as you notice the two girls avoiding your eye contact.

“It… it’s jus….”

“You’re not… weirded out that I chose my own sister?” Ophelia asked as she held Juliet’s hand in her own.

“No. Actually this might be better for you, medically speaking. Like blood transfers or organ transplants it’s normally best if the genetic material donated is as close as possible to your own. Essentially blood relatives are preferred when it comes to these sort of things. I’ll admit I was surprised by your sister’s anatomical build but in the end it is… Ideal.”

“Are… you gonna tell our parents?” Juliet asks nervously, now gripping her sister’s hand hard.

“I’m sure a couple of intelligent gals like you are familiar with Doctor/Patient Confidentiality?” You say with a slight smirk. “Legally I couldn’t tell them even if they asked point blank. I can only release information like that with your expressed written or verbal permission. Whether or not they know is now up to you.” You say as you stand up from you desk to let them know they are free to leave. “Alright so please remember She will need to heal BEFORE she performs any *strenuous activities*” you say with air quotes to keep the conversation as professional yet light hearted as possible.

The two black haired beauties both stand and hug each other tightly and give a relieved giggle before Juliet put her hand on her thigh and winces.

“What did I just say? Kidding, but seriously if you two come back in tomorrow with complaints of popped stitches I’m going to start assuming things.” You say playful wagging a finger at them.

The two nervously laugh as you lead them out of your office.

As the sisters return to, what is now, *their* apartment Juliet needed help just sitting down on their couch. Ophelia helped Juliet into a reclined position with her head propped up on one of the couch’s arms. “Can you believe our Luck Lia? At first I thought your disease was a curse but now… Now we get to live together and truly love each other.”

I dunno about you but I can’t wait to start loving your cock down my throat.” Ophelia said sitting at the other end of the couch. Juliet playfully kicked her with a sort of smile and gasp.

“Lia! That doesn’t sound like a very lesbian thing to say.”

“Alright maybe I’m not a lesbian… but I know I’m not straight… all I know for sure is that I want you.” Ophelia rubs her sister’s calf lightly before tracing the leg up toward it’s source.

“The Doctor said no Lia…. Not until I’m healed, and given that this is still a new procedure Ikm inclined to listen to him.”

“He said you should perform any strenuous activities… he didn’t say anything about me performing them. Just lay back and relax… your sister need her medication.l”. The more forward of the two began running her fingertips up her sister’s stomach before finding the hem of her skirt and pulling it down slowly.