Poke the beast

Indecisive, you flee away back to your room, where you spend the rest of the night jacking off to the new discovery. By the end of it, you had decided one way or another you needed some of what your sister had. You just weren’t sure how to go about it.

The next day after a night of little sleep you walked into the living room to your sister chilling on the couch watching some show you cared nothing for. You aren’t sure why, but you simply picked up the remote, changed it to a show you preferred, and sat down.

“What the fuck?!” She exclaimed.

“You had it on shit. I fixed it.”

She glared daggers at you, which in your current state only turned you on. You know this is wrong, but fuck it, you couldn’t help yourself.

“Anyways, your too much of a prissy bitch to do anything about it.”