Only in Egypt.

Before before you knew it, you were right back in the Labyrinth again. "If it's of any comfort," John mused, "you still have time to visit a dream before you wake up." At this point, you didn't feel like visiting any more dreams.

But John was of a different opinion as he was hoisting you back on your feet. "Come on, you. Why don't you go visit Shelly? Maybe you can fix that obsession of hers, if you want."

But you sure can find a way as soon as you got on your feet. "Leave me alone, John." And you walk down the hall of dreams.

"Touchy bastard..." John murmured. You look all around, seeing so many doors leading to so many dreams of so many people. Then you remembered what John said about leaving connections, so you looked to the ground to see if there were any to be found. And there they were, right on the ground: thin, blue strands of energy going from under the door and traveling all the way back to where you walked from.

"I got to find my sister..." And you saw a strand glow a little brighter, so you followed the strand all the way to your sister's door. You opened it, and found Shelly entertaining herself, it would seem. She was laying on her bed, completely in the nude, while suckling on a long black dildo; she was practicing. With her mouth full, she saw you coming in the door and pop the dildo out.

"Hello, brother," she purred with a grin. Tears had streamed down her cheeks, but she wasn't crying... "Want me to suck your cock now...? I've been SOOO... Hungry." She even started rubbing her pussy teasingly slow more to get you worked up than to make herself cum.

"Yeah..." You rub the back of your neck, seeing what she was doing but not in the mood for. "About that? Shelly, I don't want you to be obsessed over my cock anymore."

You didn't want your inner demon to infect your sister and make things any more uncomfortable than they already have been.

Shelly stopped rubbing and her face was depressingly sad. "Don't you like when I blow you?" You couldn't tell if she was just trying to rattle you or if she was being serious. "Is it because I've been so much of a bitch? I'll--I'll be a good sister! I won't make fun of you ever again. I promise. Please let me have your big cock in my hot mouth..." You never saw your sister so **** for you in your life...

"Anything!" she cheered. "I'll do absolutely anything for that big, thick, BEAUTIFUL cock! Please...?" You had to admit, only a REALLY moral person, or someone crazy, would deny this kind of begging.