POV Change: Ethen's dilemma.

"Hi Ethan. Bye Ethan."

The sight of your sister in nothing but her underwear was a situation so common all you could bring yourself to do was raising an eyebrow of curiosity instead of confusion.

(but then again you've also seen her in less too.)

But the site of her dragging off a naked Parker with her? Ok that was a new one. Your eyes fallowed them as Parker managed with one free hand to wrap a towel around his waist. Only then did you realized two things.

One. You were blushing hard.

And

Two. Your eyes had been glue to Parkers half hard cock.

You shook your head as you tried to clear your mind.

"Mind of steel, Your Cock just as hard,

Bitches are born to suck,

Your an Alpha, not a slut, so act like it,

And find a hot pussy to fuck."

It's a crude chant. But for the last few years it seemed to be the only thing that helps. Of the two of you, you have to stay a guy. A little known secret you've kept from everyone even your family, was the fact that to put it simply. You can feel that you are still going through the process. Your brother becoming your sister was such a shock to the family. Sure Dad was studying the anomaly known as the Process but none of you really could think of anyone that they knew personally that was going through it.

Near as you both could tell you and you're now sister had gone through the process at the same time. You still remember the rush, the night you fucked your brothers ass, and the next morning he lost his dick gained a pussy and became your sis.

But a few weeks latter you started noticing things about yourself, as you started hanging out more and more with other aggressive guys. You'ld watch them pounding some girl in the bathroom and giving them a cream-pie. but instead of wanting to screw one of the other girls available you'd catch yourself for a moment, wanting to eat out the cum from there used pussy. Only to snap back and quickly find one of the available girls to rail in the ass.

Then there was the time you stole one of your sisters butt plugs and just barely convinced yourself not to see what it felt like, and simply returned it.

The urges were there. Sometimes they were a slight whisper sometimes it felt like a shout. But then one of your friends talked about that stupid mantra from some book he read about 'true alpha males' you hated it. It felt so stupid and you were pretty sure it had nothing to do with what an actual alpha male would act. But dammit if it didn't somehow work. Especially when you started freaking out noticing some of your features have been going a little softer.

But no matter how stupid it sounds it was working, because you Needed it to work. Both Mom and Dad were happy and supportive of Belinda's change. But you will always remember that look of sadness from your dad when Belinda legally changed gender. Maybe it was because he was sad he wasn't able to catch it before the process happened, with that there was nothing he could do to fix it. But you always felt like you needed to try and compensate. Show that at least one of his kids had a strong enough will to not let the process control them.

So You continue the chant as you closed your eyes, while picturing all the hot girls at school and all of them crying out in pleasure as you fuck them. Jackie in those booty shorts. Sally's long legs. Belinda on her knees sucking you off. Rachel getting spanked by Parker as she calls him Daddy while cumming.

"Shit!"

The whole thing derailed as your mind came back with the video your sister just showed you.

"I need a shower... a cold shower."

You spare a glance at the Open bathroom door and judging by the way things look. Parker must've been getting ready for a shower before your sister decided to drag him out for who knows what reason. Actually it didn't look like he actually turned on the shower just gotten ready to. The bodywash Parker was going to use is yours, and you wouldn't be using up any of the hot water. You'd most likely be done before Parker came back.

Deciding to just do it you walk in and closed and lock the door. Quickly stripping naked and jumping into the shower. Turning the cold water on full blast. You have to stop yourself from giving a yelp and jumping back out and just try to muscle through. After a solid minute. You finally reach up and turn the nozzle so it's not pointing directly at you anymore. Taking a deep breath through your nose as you try to calm yourself down.

Only you smell something strong and musky. You feel your mouth dry up as you give another deep sniff of the bathtub shower. That smell again. It was the smell of cum. Without really thinking about it he started sniffing the air trying to find out where it was coming from only to find it, a small puddle of thick white cum in the unused soup dish tray in the shower. Did Parker rub one out when Belinda walked in?

Did she suck him off, and decided for a facial at the end and this was an errant shot? You looked at the tray as you bit your lip in concern.

"I should... just turn the shower nozzle towards it and just wash it away."

But as you started to turn to that side the shower, you noticed you were breathing heavily through your nose. It... was a nice smell. You'd smelled cum before. Weather from your waste basket of used cum rags, or the reeking odor of weekend old cum, sweat, and sex that that just sticks to the locker room after a game day orgy.

But Parker's was difference somehow. Kind of like a stronger less synthetic smell from that ax body spray you tried once.

You found yourself leaning over and taking a big sniff. It smelled strong and warm? As you continue to stare at the puddle you can't help the errant thought that keeps rattling in your head.

'I wonder what it tastes like?'

After all Belinda seems to like it. She love the suck guys cock just to drink down there cum. She even ones went on a big spiel about how each guy tastes different, maybe it was just a person-to-person thing maybe it was their diet.

(she was purposely trying to gross him out, both as a sibling annoying the other thing, but also because he had pointed out that she still had a smidge of cum on her lips from her latest romp with Sean at the time)

As you pick up the dish the cum jiggled like a perverted Jell-O.

"Maybe just a dab... with my finger onto my tongue... And that will be it, my curiosity Will be sated, I'll most likely think it's disgusting, spit it out. and that will be the end of it. And there is no way that with change anything."

Slowly you reach out with your free hand and poke the blob of cum with you index finger closed your eyes tight and before you could talk yourself out of it, popped it in your mouth.

'It tasted as musky as it smelled, and salty, very salty.'

'But not a bad taste.'

'It actually tasted quite nice.'

'Not bitter at all.'

'Still a little warm.'

'It was very thick on your tongue.'

'And it felt nice even the sliding down your throa...'

Your eyes snap open as you realize you had your head tilted back and the now empty soapdish was to your lips. Your mouth was coated in that salty musky cum. Like you didn't just swallow it. You swished it around, you could still smell it on your breath.

As you tried to regain your senses you Felt a small burst of pleasure from your cock as you looked down in surprise at your twitching cock, and the splatter of your cum on the shower wall.

You... drank Parkers cum. And it made you cum yourself? That... can't be good.

"What have I done?"