At the Bus Stop

As I got outside, enjoying the nice breeze across my luscious breasts and feeling the sun warm my mammoth hog, I started to think about the weird feelings I got from getting up today.

I stated groping my sister’s behind in order to think properly, she always liked a bit of unwanted touching now and again, and went back to thinking about my current problems. All these thoughts started when I woke up this morning and I couldn’t tell you how weird it felt. It feels as though things were different from yesterday, but as we made our way to the bus stop everything looks as normal as ever.

Mrs. Olerey was riding her wife across their lawn. Making sure to mow it to uniform length. It must be so lucky to be married to a goat girl as those lawn care companies charge at least three blowjobs for their services.

I looked over to my right and saw neighborhood strip club was offering college girl night tonight. It made a bit of pre-cum to shoot out of my large meat stick and land on my sisters’ head. I casually rubbed it into her hair as she was in need of a bit more shampoo.

I always loved seeing college girls strut their stuff. Making sure to please every penis that swung their way and rubbing their luscious pom-poms together to make friendly conversations. If they weren’t going to college where else could they study to be such sluts.

We finally made it over to the bus stop. It seems we were the only ones here as I raised my hand to swat the behind of my sister. She gave an excited yip and I could see her tail wagging crazily at the attention as she came to a halt. I loved hanging out with my sister sometimes.

Although playing with her butt is great and all, it certainly could use a bit of an upgrade. With my powers I increased her ass load three times her size and made it squishy like a water balloon.

I idly played with her tush as I thought back to that strange feeling. Was it connected with my powers and what I changed yesterday. I was going kinda crazy with them and ultimately changed so many things around. Perhaps I went a little too overboard and went all ‘god’ mode on everything.

Maybe I should cut back on using my powers. Using them too much could really mess me up and create a sort of god complex. I wouldn’t want to separate myself from my friends and family to the point where I was a floating baby in space. I still never got 2001: A Space Odyssey.

I looked to the poster attached to the inside of the bus stop. It showed two girls in cow-print bikinis jacking off some of the biggest dicks I’ve ever seen. The faces they were making were of pure lust and desire. Sometimes I hated how much the local college advertised.

Then suddenly, the bus came around the corner and came to a stop in front of us, opening the doors. I got off my sister and led her inside the school bus.