Sister I

No matter how I thought about it, I always came to the same conclusion. I couldn't forgive him. All those years of humiliation couldn't just be forgotten. Or forgiven. I couldn't forgive him. But a little sister, that was a different matter. How could I be angry at a cute, sweet little sister who was so obedient, so submissive, so blindly in love with me? The only question was how to turn a weed into a flower. But it couldn't be that simple. Oh no. A simple change would be too easy. He had to suffer, and be aware of it every second. I grabbed the phone and started typing:

"Hunter Knox will lose 3 kilograms of mass every day until he reaches a weight of 48 kg. Everyone will be aware of this, but everyone except Hunter Knox will believe that fate has punished him for his cheating."

I smiled and hit "send." Now all that was left was to wait and watch the effects. At his current mass, reaching 48 kg would take over three weeks. Still, it would be worth the wait. Watching him suffer. The next three days were surprisingly calm. I woke up with my cock in my bitch's mouth and fed her generously. Breakfast, during which my bitch gave speeches about how wonderful I was and what a failure Hunter was. Then college, where the girls were getting more and more interested in me. After coming home, dinner with a blowjob, and then sleep. My dear brother didn't seem to notice losing over nine kilograms. On the fourth day of the accelerated weight loss treatment, awareness finally reached his tiny brain. That morning, as warm, wet lips polished my scepter, a scream of sheer despair reached me. That sweet sound of suffering made me cum instantly down her throat.

- Good girl. - I stroked her head as she licked me clean.

We went downstairs to the kitchen, where Hunter sat broken.

- You look gloomy? - I said with fake concern. - And a bit smaller, aren't you?

Before he could open his mouth, my bitch walked in.

- Surprised? - she asked sarcastically. - He was like a little balloon inflated with all those steroids. Now the air is starting to leak out. - She spat with contempt.

He looked at me, then at her, then lowered his gaze. He didn't say a word.