You're Pretty Spooked

The following day, you slung your backpack off your shoulders after getting home. The only one back was Hiki Nii-Chan. Your stomach twirled. Evidently, he saw you arrive as he soon walks over to the front hallway. You tiredly raise your hand to greet him. Then, without warning, he shoots his hands out and grabs your breasts.

"Hrmm. They're soft today."

"H-h-hentai." You stuttered momentarily. Then, you let you a high pitched scream and shoo his hands away. No doubt confused, Hiki-Nii took a step backwards, looking concerned. You'd never responded to his molestation this way before.

"What's up with you today, Sakura-Chan?" He asked.

Instead of answering, you grab your backpack and run right past him. Tears start streaming down your cheeks, landing on the staircase. When you get to your room, you sealed it shut and threw yourself against the door. Now that you were crying, you just couldn't stop. Hiki came up, no doubt to apologize, but you didn't say a word back to him. He must have no doubt been quite confused by your rejection.

How could he have known that you saw? In the context of evidence of his fetishes, games you'd played that had seemed so innocent, even if they shouldn't have, were stripped of any veneers. You knew what Hiki wanted to do to you now. He was trying to fuck you. He was trying to impregnate you. He was trying to make you his ****. You. His sister. It was so....so wrong. What kind of sick twisted person does that with their sibling? Who could want such a thing? Hiki was such a freak.

That was the moment when you swore to yourself that it would never happen again. You wouldn't make yourself a party to your brother's little games. At least not willingly.

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