Tell him

Keeping him in the dark would probably avoid useless hassles, and the idea of deceiving him into believing his family is reciprocating him, while actually he's just manipulating them withouteven knowing it, is really, really alluring. Letting him know after years, maybe a pregnancy or two, mmm!

But it would be undoubtedly interesting, even funny, to see Tom's reaction right now in front of the truth. Would despair overtake him? Disgust? Or rather would he be thrilled? Maybe you would make him a willing accomplice! Oh, just the thought of his unsettled face makes you feel hornier than ever.

-I agree with Mom.- You speak, looking at her with a smirk. She nods satisfied, while Tina acts upset but does not explicitly protest. Besides, her worries seem to pass soon: in fact, the only notable thing during the rest of the lunch is the constant rubbing of her thighs, as if she had a full bladder. But that's not the case: in the space of one night, your asexual little sister has become sex-addicted, and not even the synch has fixed that. Or maybe she's always been like this and you didn't realize? However, as soon as she's finished, she goes up to her room, actually still a bit pouting, but unable to take her hands off her crotch.

-My my, she hasn't taken it easy! Kim dearest, would you help me to clear the table?-.

You groan internally for getting yourself caught, a feeling both shared by Tom and Kim. But you smile stoically.

-Of course mom.- You straighten yourself and repeat your actions of after breakfast. It was just a few hours ago, you think, but it seems like a century has passed. When you re-enter the kitchen with the last dishes, you find your mother who has just gotten up from the dishwasher and is bending over on the hob. Your eyes linger on her curvaceous forms, from the protruding knockers to the thick legs, but you manage not to make it too obvious. Something pinches your heart - a hint of jealousy?

-Oh my, the washing machine has broken again, we have to hand wash them.- She tweets.

"We?" You don't protest though, and you move to the sink. You'll wash, she'll wipe, easy. It's not your first time; but for the first time, at a certain point, you feel two manicured fingers brushing between your legs. Your vagina moistens as a result. Next to you, your mother is pretending everything is normal. You pull them away, but they return immediately.

-Could you stop?- You blurt; instead of complying, your mother shifts behind you, presses her waist on your back and her face on your shoulder, while she caresses the other one with her free hand. Washing dishes becomes really difficult.

-I'm glad we think the same.- She whisps with a sensuality that causes your entire body to thrill.

You flounder in pleasure, unable to either turn her away or give in.

-What's wrong, sweetie? You've been so tense, but you don't have to be. In fact...- Her hand travels up to your belly, drawing a line with her finger around your hard tits. You feel her hot breathing blowing on your neck.

-I love you, Kim. You know you can tell mommy everything. Mommy will always help you.-.

A gasp exhales from your lips before you can answer properly: -I don't need... uh... your help...-.

Your mom titters like a nightingale singing: -Of course you don't. You were so good at sucking dry your brother before, all by yourself. You made my nipples so hard... like they're now. Can you feel them?-.

-...I... do...-.

She plants her mouth on your neck, thereby you wince exposing more of your skin to her greediness. A voice in the back of your head tells you to take back control before it's too late. Meantime, the glass you were holding falls on the sink.

-People that say "you can trust me"... are the ones that shouldn't be trusted... mom...-.

-Then trust this.-.

She turns you around and you taste each other's breath, tickling each other's tongue. You should be the one to interrupt the kiss... just one more second... just one more...

You grab her nape and her waist, forcing her to savor you more so you can do the same. You sit on the kitchen top, accepting her skilled fingers between your legs. Your eyes are entranced by the firmest, plumpest breasts you've ever seen, bulging just below your mother's orange shirt. She gently rests your face on them and you're met by the fresh fragrance of the material.

-Relax, baby.- You hear her whisper. You close your eyes. Your pussy is being softly massaged, not ravaged, your panties aren't even wet, whilst your long hair is being brushed kindly, like a doll with a comb. You long to stay like this forever.

You sit on the sofa with a long sigh. Next to you, Kim is casually scrolling on her phone, immersed in some conversation. You sigh again to get her attention.

-Take a mint if you have bad breath.- She comments, not even lifting her glance.

You sulk and cross your arms. You thought things were going to change now, instead she behaves like the old Kim! Well, except for the sex; but you were hoping for something more... sororal.

-Where's Mom?-.

-Here I am girls!- She comes out of the kitchen, having just put the groceries away.

-Sorry to bother you, it won't take long. So, I've thought about it, and I think we should put some rules from now on, in order to fully experience our new relationships without exposing ourselves. Do you understand what I mean?-.

-Uhm... I guess.- You reply. It does make sense, although it's a bit pointless if Tom is gonna be part of this. But there's still your dad, and everyone outside of course.

-What rules?- Your elder sister abruptly asks.

-Don't worry, anything that bad. On the contrary, it's a role-play. We just have to keep following our characters at least while your father is with us, in order not to make mistakes in public. And no backstab between us.-.

-This means you will be in command.- She points out.

-With your dad, yes, as is normal.- Jessica tries to loosen her up with a motherly smile: -Look, I promise we'll get along much more than before, but we have to keep up appearances. Thus, we should limit the use of our powers with others, especially with strangers. We will have time to expand our family with your friends, but for now let's just lay low, ok?-.

Playing the part, pretending everything is normal... heh, it doesn't sound that bad!

-Ok mommy, let's do as you say!- You exclaim cheerfully: -I just require to have fun with big bro again when daddy is not home!-.

-Of course honey! Kim?-.

Kim mumbles doubtfully for some seconds, but then she groans: -That's fine. But I have a condition: if we have to keep our roles, I demand full ownership of my form. No second Kims, in any circumstances, unless I say so.-.

Mom nods: -That's reasonable. Let's set that we must not take the place of another of us without her consent.-.

You, on the contrary, are a little saddened by this news. Not just because of the sexual fantasies she has taken away, that being only in part, well, mostly actually, her body is almost as delicious as yours, with her tiny tits, her cute cheekbones, her tight little pussy... what were you saying?

-Don't worry, I give you my permission when you're alone or with us.- Mom reassures you.

-Yay!- You brighten. Your mom has always been great, but this one is even better! However, Kim cuts off again your enthusiasm.

-What if someone breaks the rules?-.

A sly grin forms on your mother's face, nothing you've ever seen before. Not that you don't like it, far from it...

-This is why I went out. When... if one of you two won't behave, well, you'll see what I've got. And if I am the one, I'll let you decide. Free rain. It can be doing some business... or satisfying particular requests.-.

You both gulp, the prospects being clearly appealing. Kim is the first to stretch her hand: -Do we have a deal?-.

She does so, and you too.

-Deal.-.

-Deal!-.

You shake your hands. At that moment, the front door opens and your old body's snout cautiously peeps in.

-Oh, you're here.- He says in a tone that suggests that he would have preferred the opposite.

-Welcome back sweetie.- Your mom says: -We were waiting for you for lunch, are you hungry?-.

-Ehm, sorry for that. No, I've already eaten something.-.

-Are you sure?- Your mother crosses her arms: -You spent a lot of energy this morning.-.

-Y-Yeah, thanks. About that... families... families usually don't do certain things.-.

The three of you exchange a mischievous grin, much to his discomfort.

-About this, honey, we have something to tell you.- And then she proceeds into explaining everything that has happened since yesterday evening up to now. He listens silently, shock crossing his face, while you timidly smile and your sister grimaces bored. When she's finished, your mom smiles gently, waiting for his response.

Tom is literally speechless, he repetitively opens and closes his mouth, peering at you one after the other as if you were aliens.

-Oh, come on!- Kim snaps: -Do you really think I would ever have sex with you otherwise? I wasn't even sure like this!-.

-Bu-But...- He jabbers, then turns to you: -Tina, is it true?-.

-Yes, Big Bro.- You chirp, seductively moving some hair behind your ear: -We are all part of you.-.

-T-Then you should... you should get out...- He stutters very unconvincedly. Instead of worrying you, it just makes you giggle, and feel a little bit of tenderness. He's trying to be a noble knight for his family, even going against his wishes! It's touching, honestly. You're so lucky to have a brother like him.

-Honey, if this is what you want, we will do as you ask.- Mom answers back in a soft tone: -But is it? We love you now as much as you love us, more than other families do. And we're happy, we truly are happy now. So, does it really matter how or why? Isn't our love enough?-.

-No... I mean, yes if... I don't know.- He lowers his head in defeat, you feel sorry for him. His entire world is collapsing after all.

-Big Bro, we had so much fun together!- You exclaim to cheer him up: -Don't you want to do it again? I promise, I swear you'll never notice the difference, ever! Just let me be this, let me be me, and you won't regret that!-.

...

-...I guess we can try.-.

-Oh thank you!- You run to him to hug him tightly: -Thank you thank you thank you! You're the best brother in the world!-.

He's taken aback by your burst, but then his arms wrap around your back, with your inner grin.

-I'm glad you give us a chance.- Mom states pleased. You then look at Kim, who jumps at the sudden attention.

-What? "Oh, thank you little brother for letting us do something you have no power upon!", do you expect me to say this? Please. Just glad that he has a minimum of common sense.-.

-Oh, don't frown dear!- Mom chuckles at Tom's rueful expression: -It's her way to express gratitude. She too was worried you would be angry.-.

-Whatever.- She rolls her eyes and marches upstairs: -I'll go to study now, don't bother me anymore.- and she disappears, just like that.

-Uh, well.- You smirk again, holding more tightly to your brother's body: -It's time to celebrate, what do you say?-.

-Ehm...-.

-Sorry Tina, but your sister is right.- Your mom surprisingly interrupts: -You two have school tomorrow, don't waste any time.-.

-But mom!!!-.

-No but missy, hurry up now. Tom, we'll talk again later if you wish.-.

-Y-Yeah, sounds good.- It scrolls you off with your certain displeasure, and hesitantly goes to his room too. You don't have time to growl since Mom's stare is pointed at you.

-Ok, ok, I'm going now!- You give up; however, as you pass next to her, she grabs you by your cheeks and she fierily kisses you, so much that your eyes widen. Your Tina-side, awaken after the lunch, is upset by such an action, but then the feeling of her luscious lips and her tongue sliding into your mouth dissolve your doubts and melt your knees.

"This is... so hot... ah...".

-See, Tina?- She whispers on your face: -It wasn't a bad idea telling him.-.

-Yes...-.

-Now come on, be a good girl. And tonight you may be a very, very bad one.-.

You turn off the shower siphon. Cold, obviously. You had to get rid of many thoughts and, overall, bodily reactions.

You can't believe it. I mean, you do, you know they were saying the truth, but sill you can't believe it.

They, they really are you, or clones of you, or something like that. And they were behaving so normally in the end, like it was-like it was a topic like others, but it wasn't, damn it wasn't, and yet it was for them. They seemed so normal, and yet so you.

You step out, drying your hair first and then the rest of your body. What's now? They have not hinted that your life will be an endless orgy, quite the contrary. And your dad? Will they... what did Kim say? "Control" him?

In your mesmerized state, you go out of the bathroom and walk to the kitchen, needing a fruit to recharge the batteries. And, as a Deja Vu, you jam on the brakes, greeted by the sight of Kim rummaging in the fridge, wearing a pair of tight shorts and a yellow crop top, her bubbly ass shaking in the air. The flow of emotions you've washed away floods you once again, and you can't move while she straights up and turns around.

-Ah!- She jolts: -It's you!-.

Recalling your past experience, you prepare yourself with a certain resignation.

-You were spying on me? Again??- She bursts out.

-You know you're a creep right? My God, such a loser!-.

You would like to protest, but you don't find the courage to. However, you notice she has stopped yelling at you for some reason. You then realize she's staring at the tent emerging from your bathrobe.

-Look at that you jerk! What do you plan to do, uh? Lying on the bed with my "secretly taken" photos folder on your computer? Jesus Christ!- She marches towards you, throwing open the robe with a sharp gesture and kneeling down.

-I'll handle it, this time. And don't say anything. You spoil all the fun.-.