Breakfast with a dash of humiliation.

You both take a final rinse and head outside the bathroom. You guys found it impossible to keep your hands to yourself. It was only when Riya suggested that it was probably taking you guys too long that you eventually brush your teeth and head out.

After drying your bodies you give Riya one of your own shirts to wear. The only ones that would fit her were an oversized and embarrassing hip-hop shirt from your late teens. You had a couple of those in your drawers. Your mom had kept a lot of your stuff.

"Black Eyed Peas?" she looks at the shirt you just gave her.

"...it was a phase okay! Just wear it!"

She proceeds to wear your shirt. She did not even bother wearing her bra inside. She then picks up her skirt to wear around her waist when she stops mid-action. She removes it, folds it and keeps it aside.

"Nick, I want to wear your shorts." she says matter of factly.

"Umm...okayy...but none of them would fit yo.."

"No no. I am not asking for your underwear shorts. I'm asking for one of those soft cotton shorts that you'd sometimes wear after college hours. Do you still have them?"

"I do...and that is a very specific memory you have of me. Why do you know these small details?"

"Well, I did have a crush on you, Nick. If I had known you were such a submissive little dicked guy back then I would've claimed you right then and there."

Your eyes widen at that before Riya lets out a hearty laugh.

"I'm sorry...ha ha ha ha ha...it's just...your face.. ha ha.." Riya laughs for a moment more before she continues "I'm really sorry though. I was just trying to see how I would sound like if I was a dominatrix. Aaand I've come to the conclusion that it's not for me. I'll try to dom you in other ways without being super mean, okay?"

"It's fine by me Riya."

"Ok then." she wears the soft cotton shorts that you just gave her. You can clearly see the meaty outline of her massive flaccid bulge.

"How do I look?"

"Beautiful" you say while staring at her cock.

"Hey! Eyes up..up here yo..you perv!" she lightly admonishes you with a mock frown. She enjoyed the attention. You mouth a sorry to her. It was easy to embarrass her.

"Come, let's go out and have breakfast. " you say.

You both head downstairs and into your kitchen. Arya is downstairs eating milk and cereal on the counter. Upon seeing you guys she lets out a loud wolf whistle. You could feel your ears burning at that. Riya also has a sheepish look on her face.

"So how many times did you guys do it?"

"ARYA!" you yell at her.

"Well, we only did oral stuff. Nick likes being submissive."

"RIYA!"

"I always knew he was a sissy. You can barely tell he has a bulge from the shorts that he is wearing. Meanwhile Riyaaa!! You have such a HUGE BULGE!! I'm almost jealous! I take it you are wearing his shorts to show him what a real cock looks like when it's resting."

You wanted the earth to split open and swallow you whole. You were burning with shame at this point. You were being torn apart right now. Riya senses your discomfort immediately. The only reason why she wore your shorts was because they were your shorts. She hadn't thought of trying to dominate you.

"Nick is not a sissy. He's quite strong physically. I know because he carried me to bed. And I don't care about the fact that he has a small dick bec..."

"Because it's so small it wouldn't even satisfy you?" Arya cheekily adds with a giggle.

"...Because frankly it's quite normal and I'd rather love him for who he is. We are the ones who are infertile freaks." Riya says.

The temperature of the room drops rapidly. You know this was a very sore point for your sister. She hated being an NF in a conservative society. The laws might've made them legal citizens with full rights, but that did not mean that society followed at the same pace. The stigma and taboo still remained although it was definitely much much less than when their status was first legalized. An uncomfortable silence had descended on top of you all.

"Guys stop it." you step in as the responsible adult adult. "You both are very beautiful people and you are not freaks okay. No matter what anyone says, I'll always be there for you guys and so will mom. We love you okay, don't forget that. And for the love of God, stop that bullshit nonsense of calling yourself freaks. Because you're not!" That seems to calm things down. Both Riya and Arya look at each other and then at you and smile. They both nod their heads at you, acknowledging your words. It was times like these that you realize that no matter how much they teased you, they still very much respected you as a sort of mentor figure.

"I'm really starving. What's for breakfast?" Riya says.

"Well we need to finish all the perishable first so I'm having cereal with milk."

"That'll do." Riya dumps the cereal in the bowl and pours in milk. You just sit beside her on the counter.

"Aren't you going to eat anything?" she asks.

You discreetly mouth that you're full.

"Oh right! I suppose one would certainly feel full after that." *GODDAMNIT SHE SAID IT OUT LOUD*

Your sister looks at you with narrowed eyes and then at Riya before realization dawns on her.

You were an atheist, but at this moment, you only wished god would would send the reaper to take you away. This was too much. Riya realizes her mistake as well and sheepishly swirls the cereal in her bowl with the spoon. Thankfully Arya doesn't pry on that topic but what she suggested next was just as worse.

"You said he's your submissive right Riya? Why don't you make him sit on your lap like a little kid? It'll make him feel really protected." Riya seems to consider that suggestion seriously. She then looks towards you to gauge your reaction. You don't want to do this in front of Arya, but you are powerless against those big dark pleading eyes of Riya. She offers you her hand and you take it and proceed to sit her lap. Riya pulls you in closer until your small butt is resting against her crotch and her breasts are firmly pressed against your back. She hugs you from behind, nuzzling her face against yours and whispering a thank you in your ears.

"I'm gonna leave you to lovebirds alone. " Arya says.

She washes her bowl and spoon and rushes upstairs. You silently thank Arya. The humiliation had already made you very hard and you didn't know if you could take any more stares from your sister. Riya, on the other hand, was just content to hold you in place with one hand while she ate cereal with the other. Every couple of bites later she'd kiss and nuzzle your neck and gently nibble your ear. The stimulation was too much for you. You were squirming but her hold over you was strong. After her last spoonful she drops the spoon in the bowl and with the now free hand, she begins fondling you over the shorts. You don't last long at all. It took all of 30 seconds before you were a shuddering mess in her grasp.

"Ohhmmghh..."

"Shhhh shh shh....it's okay, it's okay, let it happen. " she says softly interspersed with kisses on your cheeks. "Let it happen..."