The Mary Sue of Maryland: Lady Luck, aka Lily.

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Co-authored by nick369 & Ryan_01

Cameron gave a long sigh as he turned off the engine. Driving his sister to school was not easy, aside from the car accidents that almost happened and the cramped space he was **** to drive in, Cameron was disturbed by a much stronger desire for what his sister had become. What the fuck is happening to me? Cameron thought as exited his creaky car and walked towards the front door. When she showed me her penis, everything just…Changed. Way more than usual when talking about her.

Deep in his thoughts, Cameron entered his house, heading for his cramped room. He pondered what his options were. Keeping Lily at home would easily make her bored with that advanced mind of hers as it frequently requires mental stimulation to remain occupied, and there was no door or lock that would ever stand a chance against her epic muscles whether she realises that or not. She only attended school because it was expected of her, she could probably skip it entirely and her grades wouldn’t suffer the least. Hell, with how smart she casually claims to be, from all those books I saw and the classes she attends online… Universities will be paying HER to attend THEIR classes just for the social recognition. Cameron mused as he felt a small sting in his pride. The reality of student debt hadn’t escaped him as he was still without a job, and not exactly a high-demand degree either.

Sighing again, Cameron turned on his laptop. Unlike Lily’s room (which was his former room), he didn’t have space for much in this small room which is equivalent to a closet, so anything ergonomic was what he used. Cameron started browsing through the various job-posting sites, first using his degree as a search method, then his brief experience and internships, and finally he searched just the local area.

“Still nothing,” Cameron said, shaking his head. He had logged all the jobs he had applied to, to prevent sending an application to the same company twice. “Fast foods won’t pay enough. The gas cost won’t level if I do deliveries, since the pay is shit. Even an internship is needing like… five years? Oh, come on!”

Frustrated and running low on energy, Cameron shut down the sites. He wasn’t making any progress and with the number of hours he had spent just for looking, he felt he needed something else to keep him occupied. What was it about that stone? He suddenly thought.

Cameron’s family had received a stone from his grandmother when Lily had first gotten ill. His parents had first thought that it was superstition, and they kept trying any **** or treatment that they could find for Lily, though as they had less and less success, they became more and more ****…Well. They tried and it seemed to work. Now… Well, now his parents kept the stone locked away in some safe, as far as Cameron knew. “There has got to be something about that on the internet,” Cameron spoke to himself. He opened more tabs as he started to search for this magical stone.

Not much was found initially, not surprising, he really had to dig into the roots, history and mythology of the Balkan regions before he found even a shadow of something. Apparently, some very old religion venerated a stone far back in the time, apparently back then it was a part of some Druidic circle, though they had found it from something older than that, and so on and so on. Alright, we’re getting somewhere, Cameron celebrated as he sat up in his bed. His laptop hugged close to him like he tried to keep the screen hidden from spying eyes.

Through his search he came across a number of sites. Some seemed to be homemade websites dedicated to obscure findings and theories throughout history, while others were simple bulletin boards with the usual snarkiness and mean-spirited comments to one another. It was all tough to go through as much of the information appeared to be under heavy debate between the users, however, every so often Cameron would glean something useful.

“The original stone was believed to…Channel the powers of the spirits of the past, nature and the Universe itself. What?” Cameron read as he skimmed through the mythical beliefs of this weird pagan sect.

“Young girls and women would be hunted by the wizards and druids to perform rituals upon them, often working as a sacrifice for the believed cause of their tribes, as their spirit would then be **** to help the next person who would be found to be ‘worthy’, and they were often young girls, as they believed the younger women had a stronger connection to the spirits.” As Cameron read through the commentary with vague references, he also saw pictures of excavation sites. Hundreds, if not thousands of bones could be seen to be dug up, with the user claiming (strongly so) that there was not a single male skeleton amongst them. “That’s… Mental.”

Continuing with his reading, “An ancient stone was believed to be at the centre of this religion. Only the worthy were allowed to be present during times of powerful storms and rain. Pots would be used to collect the water which would drip from this monumental stone, and the chosen women had to drink it.”

“The blessed water would be considered a dilution of the powers of the spirits, nature and the universe, granting the young women immense power and status amongst their tribe..” This all sounded extremely conspiratorial and fictional. The sources looked to be old books or references to nutjobs who had their own online channels where they parroted these beliefs.

“When Christianity made its aggressive push into the region, the stone was noted to be deemed the centre point of a local crusade, with the Christians destroying the majestic rock, though attuned pieces are believed to have survived till this day, somewhere.” If Lily wasn’t who she was, Cameron would have scoffed at these ideas. It seemed outrageous, something he’d expect from a fantasy author, but not self-respecting historians.

This wasn’t adding much up for Cameron, as he scratched his head, though he didn’t have any degree in history or mythology to properly scrutinise the information he had been given beyond ‘common sense’. He was honestly relying on people on a fringe forum to give him anything factual…I must be losing it. He thought.

Shutting down his laptop, he stood up to stretch his legs and get away from looking at the screen for so long. He also needed something to eat, so some late lunch would do him good. God, imagine if Lily knew I was hungry. She'd probably cook all the food in the house and maybe pick some from the backyard. Cameron joked to himself, though a part of him feared that his joke had some truth to it. He walked down the stairs towards the kitchen.

“Oh hey Cameron!” he heard his dad call from the living room as he passed it. Cameron stopped and stepped back to see his mom and dad sitting in the room, a coffee press between them, sugar and some very thick, creamy looking milk which he could see on the side.

“Hey?” he called back confused. His dad was meant to be at work today, as far as he knew, though he hadn’t heard anything between his parents that his dad would take a holiday. “Uhm.. I’m gonna make myself something. Do you want me to get you anything from the kitchen?”

“No, no,” his mother giggled. Cameron swore he could hear something in her voice as she scooted closer to her husband. Her hand placed gently on his lap. “We’ll be fine. Can you also pick Lily up today?”

“Yeah, course,” Cameron answered, starting to feel a little uncomfortable with what he thought was going on between his parents. Chill man, they’re allowed to do that, he thought.

Making himself a quick sandwich, Cameron suppressed the happy giggling he heard from the room further in the house. He was convinced that his mom would ask him to go on longer fetch jobs to give her and his dad some alone time, which he of course was happy to do, after all, he was staying under their roof rent-free for now, and they helped cover some of the gas costs.

Maybe I should go for a walk, Cameron thought as the noises started to get a bit louder and more obvious for what was going on. He hurried to eat his sandwich, taking large bites and swallowing quickly, almost **** himself in his hurry.

As he was ****, he heard the landline call with his mother answering it. He thought she sounded a bit… Breathless with her she talked. “Oh Cameron,” She then called.

Hitting his chest to **** the food down, Cameron just about managed to croak back, “Yeah?”

“School had some form of issue with their pipes, so they had to close for the week. Can you get Lily? Maybe take her to the library or something. She mentioned she needed another book for her classes.”

Cameron blinked. The school was closed? Their pipes had issues? How? Why? Come on dummy, you know why. Lily did something. Who else could close down an entire school before the day is even half done? “Okay,” Cameron called back, quickly downing a glass of water to hydrate before he went to the minivan. Behind him, he could clearly hear that his parents were rushing to their bedroom.

Getting into his car, Cameron started the journey back to the school but the first problem soon became apparent. It was mid-afternoon so many other people were out and about, plus the school had called all the parents, so others were now scrambling into the same area to pick up their children. The route was in complete chaos, taxis, parents, relatives, and even hired cars were fighting to get into the school pickup zones as tires screeched and horns honked incessantly.

Snailing through the line, it was finally Cameron’s turn to pick up his sister. Where is she? He thought as she scanned the crowd. Lily can never blend in with the crowd, her height and dimensions made her stand out far too easily, so where was she? Cameron rolled his window down as he called out to some student, “Lily? Has anyone seen Lily?”

A lot of students just shook their heads or were busy running to their own cars. Cameron got out of his car, standing there as impatient drivers honked at him for slowing down the line. “Lily?!” He called out again.

“Why are you calling for Lily?” someone then said.

Turning his head, Cameron looked down at one of the girls from Lily’s class. Annitta, he thought her name was. He had seen her hang about Lily like a posse, always near or close to Lily. Cameron could see that Annitta had dyed her hair red, though either she had been wrongly washing her hair or something had caused patches of the dye to be washed off, revealing dull brown hair underneath the colours, her body clearly showed that she exercised and in good shape, with a pretty face (though painfully average when compared to Lily), even without the usual makeup that Cameron saw many girls wore. She stood like one of her legs felt uncomfortable being leaned on, and he noticed that she had some rather dark bruises along her arm and neck that look recent. Oh shit, is she in an abusive relationship? Cameron thought nervously.

“Uhm,” he responded as he looked at her. “She’s my sister. I’m here to pick her up.”

Annitta’s eyes became big with shock. “You’re her brother?” she asked in disbelief. “You’re Cameron?”

“Yeaah…?” Cameron didn’t know where this was going, though with the number of angry parents and drivers nearby getting ready to go out and fight for his spot, the pressure to get things moving became unbearable. “Listen, do you know where Lily is, or not?”

Annitta simply nodded, “She went into town. I can show you where, I, uhm… I live in that area as well.”

“Great! Hop in.” Cameron quickly turned to get back into the car before anyone attacked him. Annitta jumped into the front, though she needed to bring Lily’s modified seat from the back all the way to the front before she could sit there.

“Wow, seems like a lot of work for Lily to be able to be in a car.” Annitta’s tone hinted at her admiration.

“Yeah, uhm…It was a big project that our dad worked on,” Cameron responded as he pulled out, ignoring the insults and obscene hand gestures thrown in his direction. “It’s the only real way we can get Lily around.” Cameron’s mind briefly reminded him of the incredible speed Lily had accomplished when they had gone to the woods. It's also the best way to avoid traffic accidents when a giant woman is speeding down the sidewalk. he thought.

The roads cleared up, as Cameron started to navigate his way towards the town centre. “So,” Cameron started, feeling a bit uncomfortable with the silence and the weird looks that Annitta was giving him. “You’re in Lily’s classes?” Real smooth, want to ask if she’s a girl too?

“Yeah, we’re in chemistry, PE and sometimes history. She’s really popular so it’s not always easy to get to sit next to her.” Annitta answered, her face clearly throwing her back to something she remembered fondly. “She’s really clever and helps me a lot with the classes.”

Was she blushing? Cameron had to keep his eyes set on the road, though he swore that Annitta was behaving like a shy girl with a crush. “That’s good of her. She’s very helpful, though it can be a bit much at times.” Cameron commented.

“Oh, I don’t think so!” Annitta immediately answered, like a knee-jerk reaction to any criticism at Lily. “I think she really likes helping everyone. My grades wouldn’t be half as good without her, and she is also so great in PE. She should be in our cheerleader group or maybe the basketball team, she’s such a good leader.” She sighed dreamily.

Oh no, oh no, no, no! Cameron could just imagine what kind of chaos Lily would cause if she joined the Cheerleaders. “I think it’s also important to focus on your studies, I mean… It has a big impact on college and - uhm-” Cameron realised he didn’t have many reasons to really back himself up. Lily was practically done with school long before then and she was doing extracurricular classes at a level which would test any 3rd-year college student or professional sportsman.

“Yeah, but she means well!” Annitta rebuffed, looking at Cameron. “I mean, doesn’t she always help around at home? She’s always such an inspiration at school.”

Cameron felt something twist inside him. Yes Lily did help at home, she always meant well, and she would always be playful in her approach in a teasing manner, though… everything she did had some form of consequence. The bathroom was a great example of how a simple shower wrecked an entire room! Or how she did an innocent race with Cameron only to leave small craters in the road when they went to the woods. Oh and Cameron had almost forgotten about the thousands of dollars lost on clothes for Lily, not that the growth was her fault, but she should have seen that almost everything was useless by the time she needed to hunch down when she stood in a simple room.

“I’m sure she is,” Cameron said, his tone sounding woefully unconvincing. “It’s just… She can take up a lot. Of energy I mean. She has a lot of energy and it can be hard to keep up with her even at the simplest of times.”

“Mmmm,” Annitta responded, though her agreement had a different tone to it. “Yeah, she is a **** of her own. Though…I like that about her. You kinda learn where you stand with her.”

Cameron had to look over at Annitta after that statement. What does she mean? “Oh…Okay. Well, yeah, I suppose she does that as well.”

“Look there!” Annitta called as she leaned forward in her seat, pointing at a rather damaged store. The door looked like its metal framing was bent wide open, the glass shattered and laid sprayed about on the pavement. The cracked and broken concrete walls showed signs of something wide and powerful having pushed its way through, as both concrete and dust filled the entrance to the store as if it was recent.

The way the damage had been done, it strangely resembled the wide, fertile hips that Lily would…“Oh no!” Cameron gasped. He got the car parked as quickly as he could before getting out.

Entering the store, Cameron and Annitta could both see that the place was a terrible mess. The aisles have been knocked and shoved aside as Lily had tried to make her way through the cramped area, the products were scattered all over the floor with some flattened into the ground like its painted, shelves appeared to have fallen down from the walls from the powerful tremors that Lily’s simple steps would cause. Cameron spotted a customer or two who were in the middle of either climbing down from the aisle dividers or digging themselves out from the goods that had buried them. “Oh good heavens,” Cameron said aloud as he surveyed the property damage, the costs of this would send his family into crippling debt or worse! “Fuck…We have to find her, quickly!”

Annitta followed Cameron as he took the lead, asking random customers if they had seen a large woman, very tall, with long blonde hair, and clothes made out of old curtains. Oddly enough, many customers asked if it was the same woman who had a rear so large that it would send people flying across the air, sometimes literally, humongous boobs that are so ripe they would make you go feral with hunger, and a face so gorgeous you’d freeze where you stood just to have it burned into your mind so that you would never forget it.

Cameron would simply nod, dread setting in as he feared he would suddenly have to explain his sister’s behaviour to the police (which he expected would have been called).

But no! The customers instead seemed to focus on how they were so happy that Lily had entered the shop. Her appearance had brightened their day, and Cameron was asked several times if he knew who she was. Cameron needed to lie as he didn’t want weirdos to swarm his house or his sister for that matter.

“We wanna know as well,” Annitta spoke up suddenly. “Anyone knows where she went?” Her enthusiasm for finding Lily made everyone simply look around to help someone like themselves, like finding Lily was now their new purpose in life.

“She talked to the clerk over there before she left,” an older balding man said, pointing where Cameron and Lily could see a man behind the counter, slouched down, his face red and glistening with sweat.

Walking toward the counter, Cameron could pick up the distinct smell of semen. The closer they got, the more obvious the reason became for the state of the man and the smell. A dark patch of the clerk’s trousers was soaked with what looked to have been all his backed up cum, and then everything that his body could **** him to make since Lily’s visit.

“Uhm, listen. I’m looking for the big lady that came through here,” Cameron spoke, trying to catch the eyes of the flushed and panting man.

“Ooof…Urgh… I…Oooooo,” the man responded, his heavy breathing causing him to struggle to speak coherently. “Oh…She… Urgh! MMMmmm.”

God fucking damnit, Cameron cursed. “What. Did. She. Want?” He tried to spell his question out for the clerk. Annunciating his words the best he could to get through the obviously sex hazed mind.

“Hey!” Annitta snapped, flicking her fingers several times to get the wheezing man’s attention. “What did the big goddess want from you?”

Cameron looked at the smaller woman. Her sudden aggressive nature as she became bossy towards the older man was a quick change from her otherwise quiet demeanour, and then she spoke with such…Want? Need? Annitta was certainly wanting results in finding Lily and this man was getting in her way. “She…She wanted scratch cards. Uuuurgh!”

“She wanted what?!” Cameron burst. Gambling was illegal for someone like Lily, and that was before Cameron started to think what the consequences would be if the authorities picked up on it all. Shit…Social Services could get involved with this!

“Ooof…She…She said she had done some maths and knew that-Uuurgh!” The man huffed and puffed as another orgasm pushed it way through his weakening body. “The winning cards were here. And…And she counted the remaining ones. Picked five, and scratched them lightly with her pointy nail. Winnings. All of them!”

Cameron’s eyes went wide and his jaw dropped. Five scratch cards with winnings? The odds for that alone were so big that the odds were on the fringe of what he could imagine. “What then?” Annitta spoke up enthusiastically.

Cameron looked at the girl. Her eyes were lit up with excitement. A broad smile occupied her cute face as she listened to the man. “She won…On them all. Around twelve thousand dollars, I think. Then… She leaned down and kissed my head.”

“What?!” Cameron blurt out

“Yeess!” Annitta moaned, her voice quivering with pleasure.

Cameron and Annitta immediately looked at each other. Their starkly different reactions caught both of them by surprise. Their faces told one another that they didn’t expect that reaction from the other.

The moans from the man brought them out of their stares as the sound of the heavy man fell off the chair and onto the ground. Becoming scarily quiet as his deep breaths slowed down.

“Oh fuck!” Cameron leapt over the counter, using all his strength to roll the heavier man to his back as he checked for a pulse. “He’s alive but someone call an ambulance!”

No one seemed to react immediately, though Annitta then called, “Call an ambulance, the goddess clearly liked the man!” THAT prompted many of the customers to get out their cell phones. This is insane. What the fuck happened here? Cameron thought.

Getting back over the counter, he looked at Annitta. “Let’s get out of here. I don’t want to explain this to the paramedics or the police.” He took her arm as he started to lead both of them out of the store and straight for the minivan.

“Christ…Just. Fuuuck,” Cameron hissed as he drove away from the store.

“Geez calm down,” Annitta commented, looking at Cameron’s reaction. “The man will be fine.”

“No, it’s not that it’s just. Okay, I’m gonna sound crazy and insane, but… This all started when Lily was really ill. Nothing worked, and my grandmother sends us this stone she says will work. I mean… It’s about as useful as god damn healing crystals, right? But Lily gets better after we put the stone in water.” Cameron started to just blurb out the events to Annitta. He felt the need to vent it out. The events since Lily’s recovery had slowly started to weigh on him and he had never had an outlet to express it. Hell! It was why he had tried to write it down in the journal in the first place!

“What do you mean? What stone?” Annitta’s questions were inquisitive.

“My grandmother sent us a stone from the Old Country, back from a distant place in Europe. Said that if we lay it in water and make Lily drink the water, she will recover. Bullshit right? Well, we were ****. Medicine didn’t work, bills were piling up. My parents started praying every day for something to happen.” The memories came back to Cameron. The sense of dread, fear of mortality, and watching his ill sister slowly fade away before his eyes. He could feel the old lump return to his throat as he continued the story.

“We were ****. We soaked the stone in a bucket of water and gave Lily a glass every morning, afternoon and evening. We…We didn’t know what else to do.” The memories of Cameron needing to raise Lily up carefully, as he helped her drink. “At that point, we would do anything to help her. She… She looked so weak.”

Cameron had to stop himself from crying too much. He hadn’t properly told anyone about the events. The school had been briefly told that she had something that caused her body to deteriorate, though they were never shown just how severe it was or how badly it affected Lily. The few friends who had come over during Lily’s illness were during the earlier stages, when it wasn’t so hauntingly visible, though he later stopped inviting anyone over because Lily looked so…

Cameron felt Annitta’s hand on his forearm, calming his nerves.

“Anyways,” he said, fighting back his emotions. “Lily got better, much better, and we were so happy about it that we just kept giving her the same dose of water. Three times a day like clockwork. She got better. Better than better! And then it just escalated from there and we slowed down and stopped the water. With how she is right now I fear the stone might have a much different and adverse effect on her, or worse”

After a moment of silence, Annitta spoke up. “What happened to the stone?”

“Oh. My parents have it in a safe in the house. You know, if anything was to happen to Lily again. Bounce back of whatever she had, or such.” As Cameron spoke and relived the painful past, Annitta looked to be taking mental notes.

“I think that explains something.” Annitta then said.

“What do you mean?” Cameron asked, unsure where this was going.

“She loves you.” Annitta pointed out in both a matter-of-fact tone, as well as jealousy.

“Well, I'm family, I think that’s normal,” Cameron said, downplaying the tone from Annitta.

“Maybe, you were there for her when she was sick after all.” Annitta didn’t say more as the two drove on, silence occupying the two as each person became lost in their own thoughts.

After driving around the town, Cameron expanded the search further out. Lily was much harder to find than he had expected. For a towering amazon with proportions that would make Jessica Rabbit cry, she sure is good at hiding. Cameron thought as they turned another corner without any clear signs of Lily.

“What the fuck?” Annitta said, her voice lowered in disbelief as she looked at the building which was showing an odd form of damage.

Both Annitta and Cameron looked at the city’s Casino. Open almost 24/7, the place was a big centre of tourism and for the locals to gamble away whatever savings they had. The building itself was massive, the rooms all easily ten feet tall to look big, luxurious and filled with lights and sounds. The front entry was made out of pure glass (no steel frames) with sliding doors easily as tall as the entrance, playing into the grandeur of the business.

However, the scope and size of the casino weren’t what caught Annitta’s and Cameron’s attention. It was the odd shapes in the entrance. At the exact same height as Lily’s notable assets, the entrance doors had a perfect glass cutout of her big, round breasts, including her puffy nipples! Her ass also showed off its enormity through the outlines. Lily had tried to walk sideways into the building, just about getting her centre frame through, but her two protruding sets had cleanly carved themselves out in the glass like a weird cartoon hole of a person’s body.

“She’s probably in there,” Annitta said while Cameron quickly parked.

It was a school day, so there weren’t many people in the casino as they entered. Normally Cameron would expect to find security at the entrance, though they all seemed to be busy with other things as the duo looked around.

Slot machines seemed to have been bent out of shape as something heavy had been placed on their top, warping the metal downward, shattering plastic and breaking lights. Coins could be seen all across the carpet from the broken slot machines, and further into the casino, it was rather clear that security, and the casino management, angrily talked to the workers who ran the different tables.

Curious about what was being said, Cameron led Annitta through the casino towards the group where the voice was being raised.

“From blackjack to roulette, to the god damn dog races. She never lost anything!” The manager, or boss, was a few decibels away from roaring at his staff. “She cleaned us out! Thirty, fifty, seventy, fucking one hundred grand per table and you all did nothing! She clearly cheated! No one is that good. No one is that lucky! What the hell is wrong with you all?”

The manager was about six feet tall, with pepper and salt coloured hair, and a clean dark navy blue business suit. He walked around the semi-circle of the vest and tie dressed workers as they looked down, afraid of the gaze of their mad employer. “Who checked who she was? Where was the security?”

“Uhm…” One spoke up, looking at some of the towering men that were nearby, “They…We. We didn’t know what to do. She just-”

“No, fuck that! You know exactly what you have to do when someone sets down eight grand and wins triple that back. You notify the pit bosses. They notify the higher-ups and we get the cameras on them. They cheated once and that’s it, that’s their prize, and they can fuck off after that.” The manager’s face was turning beet red, and the veins in his neck bulged out dangerously. “But no, next she puts down all the winnings on roulette and the quadruple that, then blackjack, then the races, and by the time she’s fucking done…Billy, how much did we lose?”

A shorter though broader man coughed as the spotlight fell squarely on him. “First we had to pay out five hundred grand-”

“Half a million. We lost half a million because you dimwits couldn’t follow protocols!” The manager pointed at everyone in the semi-circle.

“And,” the short man continued, “that’s not all. She has another two point four million which she can technically claim. If the afternoon races go how she bet, she wanted the winnings to roll into the football outcome and tonight’s boxing match. Peter…I’m sorry, but we can’t-”

“I don’t give a fuck, cancel her bets, I’m not going to get shorted 2.4 million by some scam artist!” The manager fumed, sweat poured down his face, and his green eyes were about to pop out of his skull from the pressure he was building up.

“Peter!” The short man raised his voice, the urgency of what he needed to say brought some silence to the room. “Everything so far is legal. We’re reviewing the tapes and I’ve called in George and Tylor to go through the tricks. If we find anything, we got her, and we can nullify it all and get the police and insurance in. But… From what I’ve seen on the tapes. We’re looking at legit losses. The five hundred grands can easily set her up for a legit lawyer, and the case is gonna be vicious as fuck.”

Cameron and Annitta felt the tension in the room become so thick that they could cut it. Peter, the manager, was now looking rabidly around, scratching his head wildly as his mind raced to think of any solution, though for Cameron, this was the time to leave. The intensity of the anger here was not something he wanted to be caught in.

“Oh my god,” Annitta whispered as they made their exit. “How did she manage to win that much?”

Getting back in the car, Cameron looked back at Annitta. “I…I think she calculated the probability chances in her head, controlled how the dice would roll with the muscles in her hand, used her ears to hear for an advantage, her eyes to look for a reflection of the winnings and her breath to control the ball in roulette. I can’t believe it. She… she actually outsmarted…A Casino!”

Casinos rigging the odds against the users was no secret. Everyone knew that the dice were loaded, the cards were stacked, and the roulettes were programmed, yet… Yet Lily had not only calculated this, she predicted the odds of the next outcome with pinpoint accuracy. Mental maths that many Casino cheaters would spend a solid part of their lives trying to crack.

“She…She has half a million now.” Annitta said simply, breathless. Her look of amazement and complete surprise mirrored Cameron’s.

“And they still owe her two million and four hundred dollars more,” Cameron repeated, finding it very difficult to believe those kinds of big numbers.

This was money neither of them could ever have thought of having. In their entire lives they MIGHT have earned nearly a million bucks if they started early and worked very hard, but this… This was so surreal that they both needed time to process it.

How smart is she? She did college classes for fun because she was bored and had nothing else to do. How did she turn advanced maths into this? No, that’s… This isn’t normal! Is her luck this crazy as well? How can she calculate where the scratch cards are and in what store? This… This doesn't make sense! Cameron’s head was trying and failing, to come to grasp with how Lily had accomplished this.

“Wh…Where would she go next?” Annitta asked, stumbling over her words as she put on the seatbelt.

“I don’t know…Where can she spend half a million?” Cameron mused aloud, though his brain then lit up. “The bank!”

With this realisation, he did an illegal U-turn, heading straight back to the town centre. She’s going to take it to the local bank! The same bank that everyone in our family uses, of course, she wouldn’t trust any other.

He raced through the streets, going 10-15 miles above the speed limit. As they rolled up to the bank, Cameron, at last, saw Lily trying to make her way out. Her immense frame meant she had to slowly get out in a weird, side-ways form, one epic breast, slowly sliding its way out at a time, one humongous ass cheek, shoving its way out, at a time. “Lily!” Cameron cried out as the window lowered.

Looking up in surprise, Lily beamed a broad smile, the sun rays reflecting ever more brightly off her pearly white teeth. The sound of screeching car tyres, people blinded by the sudden sun reflection, and Cameron having to shut his eyes close lest his retina gets burned by the bright light. “Cammie-boo!” he could hear her call out.

While Cameron was trying to get his seatbelt off, he felt the car shake from tremors that were getting stronger. She was coming to him. Fuck, fuck, fuck, get out! Get out! Cameron’s mind yelled at him. He got out just before Lily could have ripped the door off, feeling himself being hoisted off the ground and deeep into her soft, sloshing, cavernous milkers.

“OhIhavemissedyousomuchCammie-Smoo!” Lily blurted out in a single sentence. Her heavily filled liquid tankers muffled out a great deal of what Lily said afterwards, but Cameron knew the feeling of being shaken around like a long lost toy. Cameron tried to struggle and call out for his sister to let him go, feeling the oxygen slowly being deprived of his lungs as he is being suffocated by the mountainous tits that were only separated by the homemade curtains.

“Oh and then I came here to do just that!” Lily celebrated as Cameron was brought out from the deep, dark, but wonderful crevices of her void-like bosom. Her captivating blue eyes sparkled with happiness as the siblings looked into one another’s eyes. One deeper than the other.

Cameron blushed from the affectionate look, as her very eyes seem to communicate with his own, sending invisible messages of deep love that burst with warmth, relaxing his body and mind. He felt so safe in her arms, her body radiating motherly protection, and her powerful hands, that could crush rock without much care, handled him so delicately as one would with a newborn baby. Lily made him feel safe, he felt warm, protected, he felt childlike happiness, he could nestle close to her powerful neck, listening to her gentle, rhythmic heartbeats and her slow, steady breaths and let all let the worries of the world just slip away.

“Cameron,” Lily’s melodic voice broke him out of his trance as the ground returned beneath his feet. He felt Lily turn him around as Annitta came into view. “What is she doing here?”

Something in Lily’s voice made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up as he felt a chill run up his spine. What is that tone? Cameron thought as he felt Lily guide his gaze towards Annitta, and he saw that she stood by the car, scratching her arm as she nervously waved at the two siblings. “Uhm…She helped me look for you.” Cameron answered.

“Ooooh,” Lily answered, seemingly not satisfied with the answer. Her large, powerful hand placed on Cameron’s shoulders as her fingers snaked their way down his chest. Unbeknownst to Cameron, Lily was subconsciously putting herself in a protective stance, her hand ready to push Cameron behind her, her legs hunkered down to pounce whatever enemy she perceived to threaten her brother, and her long ears hung back low and wide, picking up all the audio in her surroundings.

“So, Annitta. Thanks for helping Cameron but I think we’ll go home now.” Cameron tried to turn to look at the sudden shift in Lily’s personality. He felt the unstoppable **** from Lily as her hand on his shoulder gently but firmly pushed Cameron towards the car.

“Wait,” Cameron called out. “We can’t just leave Annitta here. She helped me, we can at least say thank you. We can at least invite her back to ours for something to eat before she goes home.”

Lily stopped mid-track with her push, her gaze falling squarely down at Cameron as he swallowed hard, feeling like he'd been put under a really bright spotlight in front of a judge. The look from Lily could be mistaken for confusion, though Cameron could feel the intense question of ‘why?’ burrowing deeply into the back of his mind like a drill.

Lily’s thumb then slowly moved up and down his neck, stroking it like a pet, her nails finding the right nerve points to send shivers of pleasure down his spine but was also stroking dangerously close to some of his vital arteries. “Is that what you want, brother?” he heard her whisper, a strong sense of deferment towards her big brother but also another, quieter voice hidden beneath. Like some sinister entity hidden inside of her that doesn’t want Annitta anywhere close to him and the entity is questioning his judgement.

“Yeah,” he answered hesitantly, though he felt his gut cry out that he should.

“Hmmm, okay. Come on Annitta! Hop in.” Lily entered the minivan, causing it to shake, squeak and cry. “Cameron, who moved my seat?”

“Oh sorry, Annitta needed to move it up so she could sit next to me when we drove.” As Cameron responded, he could almost feel the air in the car lower.

“She…Sat next to you?” Lily’s voice almost hissed at the news while the seat was adjusted for her large frame to be in the car.

“Uhm…Yes. She had to help me, Lily,” Cameron was feeling his fight or flight instincts almost kicking in as he continued to talk with her. “If she didn’t, we wouldn’t have found you, and you…Wouldn’t be here with me now.”

“Oh!” Lily said, her long ears perking up, touching the roof of the car and her voice returning to its chirpy and happy tone, with the chilling temperature disappearing. “That’s such a good point, Cameron!” Lily’s tone sings praises specifically at Cameron like she is trying to ignore the other female.

“Uhm…Thanks. All set Annitta?” Cameron looked into the rearview mirror as Annitta got into the car. She didn’t have a lot of room from the matronly hips which spilt over from Lily’s side.

“Yeah, uhm…I think I’ll be fine, thanks.” Annitta answered nervously, making eye contact with Cameron.

“Aww, thanks for helping out my Cammie-bear,” Lily’s hand moved over to Annitta, touching her shoulder. “It’s so good that you helped my big brother with looking for me.” While Cameron couldn’t see what was going on, and Annitta got lost in the sensation of being recognised and touched by the person she adored, Lily placed a single fingernail near the girl’s neck where the spine connected to the skull. A simple poke with her titanium hard nails would make Annitta a quadriplegic.

Lily couldn’t move too much in the car. She didn’t want Cameron to worry, or be distracted as there were a lot of terrible drivers, though Annitta’s sudden appearance had brought out something defensive within her. Cameron is too honest and caring, what if Annitta was trying to do something with him? She’d manipulate poor Cammie-boo. It would be my fault for leaving him alone.

As they drove, Lily’s mind raced, thinking of what she needed to do when they got home. All the while Cameron enjoyed the sight of his sister showing care for someone else, not knowing that just one of her fingers is at the ready to seriously harm the girl if ANYTHING goes wrong. It’s good to see she is making friends. I should let them have some time together when we get home and not bother them too much. What should I try to suggest for them to do when we get there?