Reversal

At some point in their lives, everyone encounters a moment where everything changes. It’ll be a realization to poignant that it’ll serve as proof showcasing that from that moment onward, the world has irrevocably changed forever. From some, it’s seeing the severity of damage done to a vehicle following a tragic head-on collision which claimed the life of a loved ones. For others, it’s that time they came back from their honeymoon and saw their wedding photos for the first time. Or maybe it’s when you held your firstborn child for the first time.

For George, it was a text from his sister.

“I’m taking an early morning shower if you want to come watch ;)”

That was the moment that changed everything. He couldn’t even be upset about the fact that the message woke him up half an hour earlier than his alarm would have. That text, and its contents, was proof that George’s life was currently being affected by the impossible.

He still felt skeptical but that quickly faded, as did his morning grogginess, as he approached the family washroom and spotted exactly what he’d expected to see: the door slightly ajar and a pair of used underwear hanging from the round knob.

That sealed the deal; there was no denying it at this point - George had the power to change what was considered normal.

The panties were obviously Alice’s; he recognized her scent as he sniffed them. Knowing what to expect, he’d opted to leave his pajamas behind and stood naked beneath the door frame, listening intently on the sounds coming from within. He heard the usual - the sound of rushing shower water and the various pops and snaps as shampoo bottles were opened and closed - but no moans or cries of orgasmic passion.

Opening the door a little more, it was obvious why: Alice had been waiting for him to begin.

The curtain had been forgone entirely, his sister showering in full view for anyone who shared the room with her. Unlike yesterday however, she didn’t have her back to him; instead, she faced him full-frontal, her C-sized tits standing proud and perky whilst being covered in lathered soap. Her exposed midriff was toned, well defined, and almost as shapely as her legs; all of which perfectly showcased her athletic prowess.

Still half-hiding behind the door, he made no efforts to hide his presence and Alice noticed him immediately, flashing him a broad smile. He considered bidding her good morning but he hesitated, not knowing how the situation was supposed to proceed. Of course, anything he did would inevitably becoming “the normal way to do things”, but he wanted to savor the coyness of the situation while it still felt like he was spying on his sister. Any interaction shared between the two would make it seem like a normal sibling engagement instead of a brother creeping on his sister. He hoped to maintain that a little while longer.

Besides, the moment for small talk quickly passed as Alice began touching herself, giving George the show of a lifetime.

She started by reaching for a small purple vibrator she’d preemptively prepared from atop the counter. While its soft hummings were lost beneath the shower’s torrential downpour, the effects they had on his sister were more than apparent. She quickly bought the vibrating toy to that sacred spot between her legs and her knees buckled as she shivered in pleasure.

Then she started moaning.

“Oh George,” she called out as the toy slipped inside her. “I wish this were you instead. God I want you to fuck me.”

By now, George had fully stepped into the washroom, eyes locked on his sister’s writhing body as he touched himself. His sister’s soft lace panties are wrapped around his dick as he did, George having every intention on returning them to her fully used.

“So, did you like your show?” Alice asked as she sat down next to him, setting her breakfast plate on the table before her.

“I, um…” What does one even respond when your sister asks if you enjoyed watching her masturbate?

Alice just giggled while her brother coughed into his cereal. “I think you did, given the mess you made of my panties; they were dripping with cum.”

George **** himself to calm down, telling himself that this was now normal. “Do you always masturbate like that?” he asked, the image of Alice with a vibrator between her legs while she called out his name still vivid in his mind.

She chucked once more, turning to her breakfast. “Not really, only when you, mom, or dad spy on me.”

George choked on his food. “Mom and dad creep on you?”

Alice rolled her eyes. “Come on man, that’s nothing new; mom does it with you too! Have you not noticed?”

He ignored her question, her words making him realize something else. “Actually; speaking of, where are mom and dad?”

His sister shrugged. “Dunno. They mentioned something about going to a work friend's daughter’s gaming competition. From what I gathered, she’s competing and they wanted to get a good view in order to masturbate to her.”

George turned back to her, shocked. Gaming competition? First time he’s heard of that. Could there be larger normalizations he hadn’t stumbled upon yet? He’d look into it later; for now, he had other theories to test.

“How do you normally masturbate then?” He asked her, referring to what she’d said just before.

She paused to think, spoon in her mouth. “Well, I normally touch myself through my panties. It’s really only in the shower that I masturbate without them. Personally, if I didn’t mind the wet underwear, I’d wear them in the shower too; it feels much more natural for me to have them on.” She resumed eating her breakfast, the fact that she’d just unashamedly discussed her masturbating habits with her brother completely unphazing her.

George, in comparison, was left reeling. This was such a stark contrast to how she was yesterday. Her candidness was amazing. He couldn’t help but quiz her further.

“Where’s your favorite place to masturbate?”

The answer to that one came easier. “Oh, definitely in the changerooms after practice. Because of how the schedules line up, the girls’ team end up finishing a half an hour earlier than the boys. So I usually try and rub one out before the guys get there.” She paused mid-bite, giggling at a memory. “Although I don’t always succeed.”

Her story brought back memories of his own, making him prompt for more. “Have you ever done it while a guy was also masturbating?”

“Like you and your mystery girl yesterday?” She smiled cheekily, recognizing that he didn’t know how to respond. “Unfortunately no, I’m normally too busy being watched to do any watching myself. Would be totally hot though; I’d love to let him cum all over my outfit while I’m mid-orgasm myself.”

“Are you a virgin?” he blurted out before he could stop himself.

She laughed at his question, the first time she’d done so all morning. “Are you kidding? Of course I am! Who’s honestly having sex these days? It’s much more commonplace to just masturbate.”

Wait, what? He could’ve sworn Alice of all people would’ve had sex before. Unless… Could it be that since he was a virgin, it was now normal for people his age to be virgins? The revelation was so shocking to him that by the time Alice was done her breakfast, he hadn’t asked her any more questions.

“Alright!” she called out as she stood, stretching. “Time for school! Thank god tomorrow’s Friday.”

“Hey, wait!” he called as she made to leave.

Alice paused. “What’s up?”

“Why did you tell me all that?”

She gave him a blank stare. “Because you’re my brother, why wouldn’t I?”

“I mean, do your girlfriends know you masturbation habits?”

She narrowed her eyes, looking at him suspiciously. “You’re not going to tell them, are you?”

“Huh, no.”

“Good.” she said, her voice firm and final. “There are things I told you, mom, and dad that I’d never dare tell anyone else. We’re family and it’s normal for us to discuss our sex lives. But if I ever catch you telling other people my secrets George Bradbury, I swear to God I...”

The rest of her threat faded as George tuned her out. Suffice to say, with how much had changed, he was surprised his relationship with Alice was much more amiable than before. He wondered how his reputation at school now fared. Would he be less of an outcast now?

George couldn’t wait to find out.

And maybe make a change or two along the way.