Billy gets fucked

Billy bumbled up the stairs, with a sigh. These last four days had been getting better, but he still wasn’t in top form yet. His feet felt slow and heavy, his movements sluggish… At boxing practice, he was starting to get back to normal again, but… He was definitely a shadow of his former self. And he’d continue to be for at least another two weeks, before everything was recovered like new again.

Finally having things go back towards the way they should be was nice, but… Fuck. Getting experimented on by Anna? Fucking ANNA, of all people, knocking him the fuck out? Fucking FAINTING in front of the school’s Head Cheerleader, because the sight of her mom’s tits took him out? All thanks to his giggling little sister’s evil plan? It wasn’t fucking easy.

As he was now, Billy was a good boxer. But he was supposed to be the best. A prodigy, never before seen. Being two weeks away from reaching that height again would have been comforting for most people, but for a competitor like Billy, he hated it. He hated feeling like he was a fraud. A paper champion. And like it or not, the way things were right now, he wasn’t the best boxer in him gym anymore… Whether they knew it or not. Hopefully, they’d never get a chance to find out. To find out that there were at least four or five other boxers there who would probably knock him out in a fair fight at the moment… Crack his uncrackable chin, and send him down to the mat for good.

Billy sighed again. Unaware that one door over his younger sister was eagerly listening to his every move, he opened his bedroom door, and stepped inside.

It happened before he was even aware of it. He had barely walked in before he instantly fell to his knees, weak as fuck. He didn’t even get two steps in.

“Guhhhhh…” he droned, swaying on his knees.

In front of him, hanging on his bedroom wall, Anna had printed a blown-up version of that infamous picture. The busty, milfy Bianca gloriously filling out her bikini, holding a large floppy hat to her head and grinning at the camera. Beyond that, Anna had filled the room with that sweet perfume. The scent hit Billy’s nose the second he stepped inside, and it went straight to his brain. His eyes were wide and half-glazed. His balance was unsteady, even down on his knees like this - kneeling before the milf print before him as if in worship. And he groaned loudly.

Anna burst out laughing, walking in behind him and closing the door. Billy couldn’t find the strength to turn and look at her, but she had changed into her underwear/labcoat outfit again. A sexy genius scientist, walking in to check on her object of study.

Billy was delirious. Already, his dick was stiff and throbbing in his pants. His mind suddenly far away, babbling nonsense in shaky whispers.

“I’m… Fuck… T-Tits, they’re… Big, I… You, my, I’m…” he murmured.

Just like the idiot he was, he had fallen right into her trap. Anna sighed, smiling.

“Billy, Billy, Billy…” she shook her head, stepping closer to him.

“Ohh-hhhh-hhhh…” a shuddering moan escaped his lips in response, still kneeling in place and staring forward at Bianca’s big, overwhelming breasts that started right back at him. That melted him down into a puddle. His willpower was evaporating.

“Need a bit of help~?” Anna teased, lowering herself to sit on the ground behind him. With a smile, she snaked an arm around his neck, and put him in an amateurish rear naked ****.

“Ghk,” Billy gurgled, his head dipping down.

With a reassuring “Shhhhh…”, Anna took a hold of Billy’s hair with her other hand, forcing his head up to stare at the picture of Bianca. Keeping her own excited trembling under wraps, Anna slowly tensed her small nerdy bicep, pushing it into his neck. **** him out, little by little. This would be a first.

Billy offered no resistance, besides a meager, sighing “Guhhhh…”. Again, his head dipped and his body sagged, and again Anna guided his gaze back upwards.

Sitting pressed up against his back like this, Anna’s lips were right by her big bro’s ear. She whispered to him.

“Look at her… Just look at that milf. Can you feel it?” she asked, squeezing her tiny little bicep against his thick neck. Billy groaned in reply.

A twitch of horniness too large to contain ran through her, and Anna grinded her wet pussy against his back in response. Reassuring her body that it wouldn’t be long now.

She was fucking loving this. And being in this same room, breathing in that sweet-smelling perfume, was making her horny as fuck.

“Mmmm… Can you feel your mind slipping away into her tits?” Anna teased. “Your every thought, draining away? This is all you are now, Billy. A loser. A boob battery. Look at those big milf puppies…”

A weak moan escaped his lips as he stared at that hypnotic chest. The same chest that had KO’d him clean twice in a row, not too long ago. The boobs whose perfumed scent commanded his brain to shut down. The tits that silenced a boxing prodigy.

In the real world, the kind and generous blonde milf Bianca had no idea what this holiday bikini picture was being used for right now. Across town, she was happily humming as she cleaned up her kitchen, while at the same moment in another house, her busty tits were defeating a boxer. Draining his fucking willpower to zero, just with the sight of them. And she would never know.

Anna’s small bicep hardened, held tightly against his strong neck. Billy started to sag in her arms, dipping forwards even more.

“Oh, yeah… You’re draining alright,” Anna grinned.

Tingles ran down Billy’s spine as he listened to his nerdy little sister’s soft words, the thick perfume scent wafting around his empty brain. Fading slowly. His bedroom had been turned into a trap… And he was fucked.

“You were supposed to be tough. Unbeatable. But guess what?” Anna asked.

She leaned in closer, her gentle breath on his ear as she whispered the final secret

“I beat you.” the airy whisper tickled Billy’s ear.

The feared boxer groaned feebly, another tingle running down his spine. He was losing… He was going to knock out…

“A-Anna… Ghk… Ch-****…” his near-worthless mind tried to beg. In response, Anna tightened her arm slightly, adjusting to cling even tighter to his back. Pressing her slick pussy up against his back hard.

“I defeated you. I RUINED you, bro. Look at you.”

Her soft words filled his brain. His eyes grew heavy. Wordlessly, Billy was slumping against his sister.

“You’re nothing… You’re weak. Fragile. So fragile.” Anna whispered directly into his ear.

She let out a happy sigh, and pulled her mouth back a bit, to better admire her handiwork. To enjoy the way her failing brother began to tremble, the closest thing to a fight he could put up against her.

“Oh, what a delicate mind you have, Billy… So delicate…”

“Noooo, I… My… D-Delicuh- Delicate… Uhhhnn… Miinnnddd…?” Billy croaked, faintly.

“Mmmm-hmmmm…~~” Anna replied, amused, a smug smile on her lips. “Delicate as a flower…~”

That was it. Like her sweet words had plucked the last petal from his delicate mind, and finished him off. Billy went limp in her arms, falling totally still. Knocked out by a nerd. His big muscles completely pacified.

Anna sighed again, pleased with herself.

“Loser…” she commented.

Even though she was out, Anna still held the ****. Her nerdy little bicep was domming his brain even as he slept in her arms. A few seconds passed. Not getting the reaction she wanted, Anna frowned and squeezed tighter, even though her big brother was already limp and knocked out.

“You’re so stupid… You’re so fucking dumb. Just start already.” Anna grumbled to herself, squeezing his neck tighter and tighter. She was getting frustrated.

After a few more seconds of this, Billy’s mouth fell open - and the familiar sound of a noring picked up, filling the room.

“Theeeerre it is…~” Anna smiled and eased up on the squeeze.

With his airways unobstructed, the sound was loud as fuck. Billy was snoring like a hog, propped up and leaning back against his mischievous sister. Just as she had planned. Anna wanted her human vibrator back tonight.

Without a care, Anna released Billy and gave his back a little push, and he dropped forwards, facedown on the floor. Snoring openly as he slept on his bedroom floor.

Anna shuddered, and looked down at her own body. Her open labcoat exposing her nearly-nude, underwear-clad body.

“God, I’m squelching…”

She ran a finger over the front of her panties, and shuddered again. Tracing her puffy pussy lips with a fingertip, enjoying the sweet rumbling music of Billy snoring, trembling with anticipation for what was to come.

Anna shifted. With great effort, she rolled Billy over. Her heavy, openly snoring big bro now lay on his back. Anna slowly crawled up his body, and got into position.

“I’ve been craving your snores, Billy…” she spoke aloud, hovering her soaked panties right over his open mouth. Swaying her hips side to side, unable to stay still. “Fill me up with them. Put them riiiightt… Into me.”

With that, Anna sat herself down on his face. Billy’s nose pressed right against the front of her pussy, his rumbling snores and open mouth sending sweet vibrations up through her pleasurebox.

“O-Oh… Oh!” Anna threw her head back. “YES! Fuck that’s good! YES!” Anna roared, riding along his face. Sliding her wet pussy over him.

She switched between pressing her pussy right on top of his his open lips, soaking up his vibratory rumbles in their fullest and twisting her hips to stimulate her clit against his nose, and full-on riding his face. Panic-fucking the **** loser. The athlete she had mentally dominated. Muffling his snores as she funnelled them ALL deep inside of her.

“Just keep snoring, bitch! Just k-kuh-keep… YES!” Anna gasped. “I knocked you out… I fucking choked you! You’re mine! I BEAT YOU!!!”

Anna roared, carefree, into the empty house. Getting her pleasure without a care or concern for secrecy.

Billy had been defeated. Well and truly. A scientifically-minded nerd - his own little sister - had utterly ruined his toughness. Mentally dominated him into a total mess.

Anna had softened her muscular big bro up. Turned him to goop. All to feed her own ego. The nerds won. The nerds ALWAYS won!

“GET FUCKED!!!” Anna howled as she creamed all over the former champion’s sleeping face, leaving it glistening with girlcum.

“OH! OH! OH! OH!” she shouted, riding his face all the way through her orgasm. Taking in those delicious, humiliating snores, right to her pussy. When she was finally done cumming all over his face, she was left panting, feeling hot, and utterly spent.

It took her a moment to collect herself. But there was something she had to see. So, before she was fully ready to, Anna got up on wobbly legs and stood above her fallen guinea pig.

Without her pussy blocking his face, his snores became more audible and filled the room once more. Dumb, idiotic, deep rumbling. Anna looked down at him and smirked, wiping sweaty strands of hair out of her face.

The spread-eagled and useless former champion was lying defeated at the feet of his sister, overseen by the photo of a busty milf. Snoring and drooling, girlcum on his face. Knocked. The fuck. Out.

Anna had put him there. She had tamed the raging beast. Holy FUCK, that was JUST what she needed… That was so worth it. That was worth skipping class, that was… Holy shit.

Deeply satisfied, Anna wobbled to where she had set up her phone camera, recording the whole thing. Then, she wobbled to the door and left. Heading to her own bedroom, to relive the moment once or twice more before collapsing into sleep.

She left him there, on his back and snoring in the room full of perfume, with the blown up picture of Bianca’s busty milf bikini. His fragile mind would have to wait for the thick scent to disappear on its own, before he came to again. And he’d have to keep his eyes off that picture, if he didn’t want to get weak in the knees. But for now, he just lay there. Snoring away.

She really had ruined that bitch. Billy had been turned from an unbeatable boxing prodigy into a nerdy girl’s personal snore vibrator - from a warrior to his little sister’s wilting science project. Fuck. What a humiliating end.