Genitals with Emily

As Ethan’s vision cleared, he immediately knew something was off again. As he tried to sort out what exactly had happened, he saw Emily get up to get some seconds. As she turned around, his eyes widened.

There was an unmistakable bulge inside her sweatpants. Which, if his previous theory about the tits on his chest was right meant-

“I’ll be right back!” He exclaimed, surprising Emily and his mom as he rushed out of the kitchen towards the downstairs bathroom. Even now he feel an emptiness between his legs, a lack of something pressing against his thighs. He shut the door and fumbled with his pants, hurriedly trying to get them off. He cursed as the new obstructions on his chest made it harder to see what he was doing.

At last he succeeded, pulling down his pants to reveal his plain grey boxer briefs, now conspicuously flat against his crotch. With nervous anticipation, his hand slowly patted the front of his underwear.

Nothing.

Knowing what he was about to find next, he then looked away, as his hand slipped inside, feeling around until he felt it touch his pubic hair, and then a little lower, something moist. A gasp escaped his lips as his fingers accidentally went inside…him, before he immediately pulled them out.

Shaking, he looked up in the mirror.

He had his sister’s pussy between his legs.