They find out

Nathan went to the hospital last night. Ugh, he's such a waste of space. We always figured he'd keel over at some point. Fucking virgin loser at twenty-six.

I was staring at my breasts in the mirror. Why hadn't they grown? My mom's and sisters' were huge, Nathan's too, heh, but I had the itty bitty titties. I was popular, but I had to pad my bra just to look halfway normal. Gaaa. I had a date with Marco Saturday, and if he gets fresh like I want him to, he's going to figure out. Life is a pain.

*Knock, knock*

"Come in," I yell.

"Carmen, I'm going to pick up... oh, come on, put some clothes on!" My mom entered and reacted to me standing naked at the mirror. "What if Tom or Nathan came in?"

"Nathan's in the hospital, and besides, he never leaves the dungeon. And I'm not going to steal your boyfriend, Mom. I need to get ready for school." I sprayed my pussy just to make mom uncomfortable.

"This isn't a cathouse, young lady. Make yourself decent before inviting people into your room." If only she knew my weekend plans. I put on a tank top but didn't bother to cover my shaven slit.

"Better?" I asked, rhetorically, but she just sat on the couch, purse in arm, shaking her head. "I'm going to pick up Nathan from the hospital. The Doctor said he'll be released into my custody, but I need to meet with her first about the prognosis. She wouldn't say over the phone, but it was probably a heart attack. He needs to watch his diet."

"He's a fat pig, and he'll never change." I put on lipstick and adjusted myself in the mirror some more.

"Hold your tongue. His father had the same problems and died young too."

"Dad was fifty, and the strongest man I knew. Nathan couldn't lift a pizza box without heaving over in deep breaths. They're not the same, mom."

"Just... put some clothes on and go to school. I called off work today to help your brother. When you get home, we'll all have a long talk on how to make him healthy."

"I'm not doing anything for that fat fuck!"

"Language!"

"Shut the fuck up!"

Mom just shook her head and left. She was a pushover ever since dad died ten years ago. Tom has made things a little easier these couple years, but I'm pretty sure he sticks around just because he wants to fuck me. He keeps getting good shows in my nightly walks from the bedroom to the shower, but I just like to tease.

I was ready for school a few minutes after Mom left. I locked up and Stacy pulled in in her Corvette with Kimber, Holly A. and Holly G. My Jeep still had a fucking transmission issue, so I left it in the garage for now.

We made it to the school twenty minutes late, per usual, but fuck homeroom. I ain't got time for that shit. We just meandered by the vending machines until first period. That's when the alert went off on my phone:

OHIO STATE MEDICAL ALERT: A MISTER NATHANIEL D. BRIGGS, 26, OF ROCKTON, HAS BEEN DIAGNOSED WITH ERECTION DEPENDENCE. PLEASE BE ADVISED IT IS LEGALLY AND MORALLY REQUIRED TO ACCOMMODATE HIM WITH ANY PHYSICAL NEEDS HE MAY REQUIRE IN ORDER TO SURVIVE. PLEASE CLICK HERE FOR MORE INFORMATION.

"Shit," I said, working out in the gym. "What is it Nicky?" asked my wife Missy, on the elliptical next to me. "My brother's a fucking EDP."

Missy looked at me funny. "You never said you had a brother. Just the sisters."

"We don't talk about him."

"It says he's right here in Rockton. Do you want me to meet and fuck him, maybe?"

I stopped the machine. "Not particularly, no. He's... not like me."

I wiped off my sweat, a mix of exhaustion and nerve-wracking over the new situation. Missy hugged me from behind. "We've been trying so hard for a baby, Nic. This might be the answer to our prayers." I think I threw up a little in my mouth.

"Nate isn't into women like you. I think he's more into cartoon characters and body pillows. He tried to use my mom's credit card for a Japanese mail-order bride once. I think she just sent him pictures."

"Fuck. Sounds like some steady sex might straighten him out."

"Some people are beyond help, babe. He's probably just fucking some nurses or my mom right now."

"Maybe you should give her a call?"

And interrupt his motherfucking? I shrugged off the suggestion. "Maybe later."

"Well, I would like to fuck him someday."

I just turned around and looked at her. "You'd regret it."

The professor was talking about the conflict between the id, the ego, and the superego, as I furiously took notes. Phones went off, some weather alert probably, but I kept at it, as Professor Schultz chastised several for looking at their phones and whispering."Trixie. Gina," he said, referring to me and my sister. "See me after class."

I had a pit in my stomach, but did not question this. I was Schultz's star pupil, but Gina was a C student at best. I kept her grades afloat, while she was mostly interested in boys. But we were twins, and we went everywhere together and did everything together. We'd still dress alike if it wasn't for people in high school whispering dirty rumors about it. Still, we shared a wardrobe and finances and everything.

After class, we went down to meet with Professor Schultz. "Did you read the alert?" I did not, but Gina did, and looked pale as a ghost. I dug out my phone and glanced at the alert. Oh, God...

"This Nathan Briggs is your brother, right? The one you wrote a profile on last semester?"

"Yes, Professor," I felt uneasy about where he was going with this.

"Good! I want you two to do a follow-up. Go back home and report on your brother's sexual activities, fetishes, any predilection towards his mother, and so on."

"I don't know..." I said to Schultz. "Instant A for the class with a solid report."

"We're in!" Gina jumped in. "Easiest class ever." I was a little more at ease with Gina's acceptance, but EDP studies usually end up with the students' dropping out and joining a harem.

I scrunched my Doritos taco as I played some classic Warcraft with Toker4Lyfe. "Tokes, you suck dude!" I shouted over my headset to a friend I never met."Shut up, fag. Yo, send me more pics, NateDogg"

"Mom!" I yelled, as my mother rushed into her old room, now my room, on the top floor. "Yes, sweetie? Do you need to fuck?"

"Not yet," I looked at my watch with plenty of time. I'll fuck Carm as soon as Tom picks her up from school. "Show me your tits!"

Mom sighed and lifted up her shirt. Per my order, she wasn't wearing a bra, and I snapped some more pics. "Thanks." I set my phone down and went back to the game. She rolled her eyes, pulled down her shirt, and left the room.

"Dude, here's some more topless pics of my mom. Why do you like her so much? She's a lousy fuck, and doesn't even cum."

"Shut the fuck up NateDogg. I saw the vid you posted. You need to work on your technique. Maybe get someone other than a fat fuck to fuck your mom and she'll cum."

The door unlocked, and I abruptly left the session. Using all my might, I waddled out of bed, slipped on some shorts and made it to the stairs. "Sorry, Nathan," said Tom from the bottom floor. "Carmen didn't want to leave school early, even when I said it was to fuck you."

This made me angry. Women were supposed to follow my every whim and command. That's what the pamphlet said. That's what the computer says. I rushed, at a steady pace, down the stairs. "What the fuck, Tom? You probably didn't ask her right! You're a fucking imbecile, Tom!"

"Sorry..."

"Fucking disgrace!" I grabbed my walking stick, my fedora, and my vintage Firefly browncoat, and made it to the door. I would go get Carmen. I would go to the one place I've been avoiding for eight years. I would go back to high school.

"Now get back in the car, Tom, and give me a ride!" I sat down to catch my breath.