The Mary-Sue of Maryland: Traditional Family Lunch

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Co-authored by nick369 & Ryan_01

Cameron quietly put on his clothes, a simple shirt and shorts, in the cramped closet he called a room. He was trying his utmost best to block out the lewd, orgasmic sounds his sister made in the next room over, along with a heavy splattering of thick semen as vibrations could be felt through the thin wall that separated the two siblings. He did not want to think about it, he did not want to even question it, for even doing so would mean he had to acknowledge that his sister is probably expelling more cum in one go than his entire body mass. Shaking his head, he exited through the small door and went to help his parents prepare for lunch.

Cameron’s nose immediately picked up on the multitude of dishes that his mother was almost done cooking. The food was a veritable feast compared to normal families, with pots, pans, stoves and ovens all having been used to their fullest by his mother, really he just had to help his dad set up the table as things were being finalised in the kitchen.

“Lily must be having a great time in the bath with all the sounds she’s making.” Said his dad.

“She sure is, but I do hope she’s alright after the minor earthquake.” His mother replied.

Minor?! Cameron thought. What does she mean by minor?! I was tossed around in there and the room is a mess! Cameron turned to air his frustration until he realised something. The living room is almost perfectly intact. ‘Almost’ being the keyword here as some smaller items were misplaced though it was a far cry from the havoc done to his sister’s room where everything looked as though it had been tossed around in a giant cement mixer. Groaning, he got back to setting up the plates on the table, making sure to put five, extra-large ones on Lily’s side as well as fetching a separate, large jug of thick, creamy, full-fat milk, just for her to drink from. She had a big appetite as well as an equally unquenchable thirst.

As his mother started bringing in the pots and dishes, Cameron took a moment to look at the table, reflecting on the absurdity of it all. Along with having a ridiculously good body, her metabolism was something that was unseen for Cameron, almost comic-book Esq with how she would consume mountains of food, sometimes literally, and process them down to their most basic components to fuel her ever-growing body. Sometimes it would be worse as he would note her energy levels would spike super high after a large meal (by his standards at least), and she would make a beeline right out the door, without even changing her clothes, and she would be all over the local area, performing multiple exercise routines at the same time, always to her inhumanly precise and incredible ability and maybe causing a few car crashes and some people to openly droll more at her incredible body rather than her ridiculous way of exercising. It's a wonder she has never even gotten even a tiny smudge of fat on her belly but after the demonstration of both strength, agility and flexibility Cameron witnessed in the forest, he might as well kiss that fairy tale goodbye as Lily’s body has no intention of allowing even the tiniest of imperfections on her being, no matter whether anyone tried (including Lily it would seem).

The table was covered from end to end with a variety of food, ranging from roasted chicken, mashed potato, salad, a bowl of curry, several options of fried rice and gravy, a pot of soup and much more, many of the more carb and protein-heavy dishes were situated closest to Lily’s seat. He wasn’t kidding when he said this was gonna be a feast since 90% of this food is going straight to his sister’s belly, seeing as his mother had even positioned all the cutlery to be pointed towards Lily, making it easier for her to get the food. He worries how his parents were sinking so much money into feeding Lily, along with paying for everything else related to her, that cost of this alone would have been enough to have allowed for a star football team to be well fed though it seemed that for her, their parents were willing to go into debt just to serve his sister. I need to discuss this with Lily and find a way to get our parents to spend less money on her. Speaking of which, where is Lily? Cameron thought.

-Meanwhile, back in the bathroom.-

“Come on! How hard is it to clean off this rump?!” Lily tried her hardest to dry off her oversized butt with an undersized handcloth, doing anything she could with her flexibility to twist and turn to get all the wet spots, including turning 180 degrees around on her abdomen to get a clearer view of her plumped out posterior which almost entirely blocked out her view of the floor from how thick it is. What Lily had failed to realise was the undersized handcloth she was using was actually a towel. But for her large size, it was nowhere near enough to brush her large posterior like a normal person would, not to mention that it was thoroughly soaked to its core like wet tissue paper. And just like wet tissue, when she gave it one teeny tiny tug too many, not knowing her improved strength, it tore clean in half.

“Oh come on!” Lily sighed with frustration, “How am I supposed to clean the rest of my body with no towel?” Putting a manicured finger on her plush, glossy lip and cocking her exaggerated hips to the side, Lily tried to think up a solution as she looked around the bathroom for inspiration.

“Wait, dogs shake their bodies off all the time to dry themselves,” she suddenly said, feeling her brain spark as it developed a quick idea, “Maybe if I did that, it will work better for me since I have no fur.” Lily placed the ripped pieces of the towel on the hanger and began to try and manoeuvre her way around the bathroom. Her hips and globe-sized booty made it all awkward as she constantly hip-checked the wall (which cracked and sometimes crumbled into pieces) and the sink (which she took a hefty piece of chunk off of as it shattered against the ground) plus she would need to constantly duck and move around the low hanging filament lamp which hung from the ceiling as it constantly flickered. Urgh, why does the ceiling have to be so low? Like, it makes no sense! And these walls are so closed in, how did Cammy even use this room? I’d have to make adjustments to it myself but that’s for later, for now, it's time to dry. Lily thought as she had to duck past the light while she got both feet planted just right.

With a quick silent countdown, Lily began shaking every part of her body. Her blond mane of hair flew all around the space, whipping back and forth as it sparkled like glitter as all water splattered across the walls, the ceiling, the mirror, hell, it somehow managed to fly back into the shower room. That wasn’t possible from where she was standing, yet somehow she had landed a million-in-one shot by sheer accident!

Next, the shake went down her neck and her torso. Her shoulders (broad like the Olympic swimmers) shook, and her bowling ball-sized deltoid threw the droplets off her immaculate skin like they were thrown off a speeding racing car. Any water that had fallen off Lily’s hair to her shoulders was gone, leaving Lily’s skin dry and (somehow) moisturised. Lily was having too much fun pretending to be a dog to notice that her chest behaved (in)appropriately for her behaviour. Her two overgrown, ripe, milk-filled breasts flew around as they slammed into one another, which resulted in loud CLAP, CLAP, CLAP! As droplets of milk flew around her like the water she was shaking off as it painted the bathroom in spotted white from its thick, creamy goodness.

Then she started to simultaneously roll her abdomen and her abs, creating violent waves from her complete muscle control, making a mini-wave as the muscles vibrated to loosen the water. Then the wave of muscle would roll it down her upper and lower torso, delivering the wall liquid to her broad and womanly hips, plus her meaty thighs. Though if that wasn't enough to demonstrate Lily’s ‘playful doggie waggle’ she repeated this superhuman muscle control on her back!

Next, Lily wiggled her hip about. Although she was trying to mimic a dog shaking its rump, it was actually a dangerous hip dance as her rear flew around, impacting the wall and leaving large, cracked dents (even craters!) from their impact. Thankfully, Lily did this with some rhythm, as such an enclosed room with her walnut cracking bum would likely have created powerful sonic resonations which would have possibly broken glass. Her parents seemed to have been lucky to have been spared the bill all this time (until now with literal holes in the wall).

A quick movement of her neck had Lily’s hair flying back, sparkling as it landed terrifically to give her the usual ‘perfect haircut’. Though what Lily didn’t spot when she did that was that some of her hair had scraped the ceiling, leaving some deep marks and scuffs from where the fine threads had made contact and sanded down the otherwise hard material.

Lily looked down at the water dripping around her pillar-like thighs. The bathroom didn’t have the space for her to swing them about carelessly, and it had already been difficult enough to get around the shower and the rest of the room. No, she had to try something else, so she placed her left foot up on her big toe (using her sublime balancing), and she started to quickly rotate her leg left and right, using her hip and leg joints, as well as her muscles to vibrate the water down her leg. Lily was doing it with such control and skill that no water splashed around, it all smoothly rolled down her skin, past her Achilles heel, down to her big toe where it settled across the floor like a puddle.

Lily smiled, her teeth reflecting brighter than the dimly lit filament bulb in the bathroom, easily increasing the luminescence within the room like a disco ball. She repeated the same action for her right leg with the same result (which again should never have been possible), and then she began to tiptoe her way out of the bathroom like a ballerina, not taking a moment to check whether anyone might have been on the other side of the door as she squeezed her prodigious body out of the bathroom, bending and cracking the wooden casing of the door and damaging the walls further.

She turned around as she kept the door open, quickly looking left and right to make sure no one was around as she wanted to do something that she knew boys would do, but she hadn’t had the privacy to try in front of Cameron. She squatted down, making sure her large meatstick and blown-up testicles were placed towards the centre of the door opening, then she slowly moved her hips back and forth like a pendulum, generating momentum. As it, build-up, more and more water flew off her male appendix, but Lily was careful to keep some on as her hips then gave a final surge, generating the power of a revered trebuchet as water droplets flew across the bathroom, being atomised against the wall on the opposite side, except for 3 droplets. The last 3 hit the window, creating a quick succession of cracks that were heard, the window showing clear cracks as these droplets had been given so much power and momentum that the insulated glass didn’t stand a chance.

Worse yet, as the arm-sized penis flew with high speed towards her impenetrable body, she knew that it would make a loud noise, and Cameron had been acting weird throughout the day, sometimes easily amused or scared by the loud and sudden things that Lily had done. So, in that fraction of a second, Lily decided that the best thing to do was to flex her pecs, timing her voluminous milkers to mash together in time to catch her ginormous cock. Just like that, Lily stopped what would have been a thunderous SLAM, likely echoing throughout the house and causing many of her family members (most certainly Cameron) to be scared.

With all that done, and her package neatly kept in check, she spun around on her heel and made her way back to her room. Once there, she began going through her clothes, she couldn’t eat naked could she now? No, that wouldn’t be right. Her mom would surely say something about that, and given how Cameron had been trying his best to help her with her changes, it wouldn’t be fair to change the traditional family lunch.

Lily took out the clothes she thought were the smallest first. A quick scan and she knew that they wouldn’t make it past her forearm, they were thrown into one pile. Next were the ones which had promise, she got the t-shirts through her forearms and up to her biceps before she could hear the seam stretch and snap at places, and after a few being almost ripped as she pressed them further up, Lily gave up, ripping off the remnants and throwing it into the same pile, moving onto the next batch.

Now she was finding the clothes that had been brought to her in many, many XLs. It would take careful planning and almost strategic level insight for when she had to exhale her lungs (causing mild wind gusts within her room, tossing around miscellaneous items and the temperature of the room to drop noticeably, though Lily didn’t notice that). She finally settled on a white shirt which she could just about get both arms and neck through. She needed to remove her penis from her fun bags as the shirt wouldn’t cover her abdomen, and it took some small wrestling to get her boobs to accept that they needed to be inside of the shirt as well.

The next issue was pants or shorts. Shorts had a similar life expectancy, mainly being torn apart once they reached her thighs, and the few that were flexible enough to then be pulled and surround her hips would then clasp so tightly around her that they seemed much more like underwear (or thongs to be accurate). Her rear would eat up what was pulled over them, and her testicles and dick would stretch them terribly down the centre, straining the already taxed piece of garment as from the outside she seems to wear a single piece of stretched out cloth and nothing else. Although being a bit uncomfortable with how tight they would squeeze in, it could still work, though for today she wanted something for relaxing.

Eventually, at the farthest corner of her closet, she found some sweatpants which belonged to a distant cousin of hers. Apparently, it was sent over for her dad to have when he was much heavier, though it had somehow made its way towards the darkest corners of her closet.

Hmm… Maybe? I mean, I just need to be comfy, but it isn’t very flattering, Lily thought to herself as she lined up her penis to the one leg and started the process of carefully pulling up the clothing, carefully listening for any warnings that the seams would break.

Slowly, steadily, Lily got the first leg in. The sweatpant looked like it had been painted onto her leg! It wasn’t even reaching all the way down to her ankle, the elastic had snapped as she had to pull it up over her calf muscles. Whenever she flexed her muscles, the clothes would squeak and quietly cry as they were stretched to their barest limits, and it was rather obvious that around the large tube of a cock the clothes were slowly giving in. She’d need to get something much baggier if she wanted the clothes to last, but hey! At least Lily now knew what she would secretly have to buy when shifting out some clothes. Urgh! Money is always such an issue when buying clothes, especially ones my size! At this point, I might as well make my own clothes. Actually, that’s not such a bad idea, should make a mental note of that. Keeping a mental note of that to herself, she returned to the ordeal of putting on her clothes.

Continuing on, she pulled ever so carefully for the sweatpants (now more like shorts as the lower half is completely flipped off) up over her mountainous glutes. Her prestigious ass, while it felt soft, had a hidden layer of strong muscles that wasn’t all too happy about budging for any clothes. Lily had to apply a decent amount of her strength to get one cheek in, the process felt long though with all the experience Lily had acquired, she knew when she had to apply her ****, and when she had to carefully make her muscles roll, fighting against her own body to get a piece of increasingly thin fabric to cover it. If anyone had been looking, it would have looked like an erotic dance. Though in reverse as Lily was getting clothed, it took a high level of grace and finesse to fit two such absurd sized rumps into the clothes she had picked.

Though, finally, when Lily was done, she let out a triumphant sigh… Which was promptly followed by a loud RIIIIP as her ass cheeks made a final defiant move of tearing the seams apart, and creating large holes for them to flop out like dough and be both more ‘comfortable’ and moon anyone that sees it (and appreciate it).

Lily sighed a little. She didn’t know if Cammy would want to go clothes shopping. Maybe she should ask him when they had some time, or maybe get their mom to teach her how to make her own clothes. Though before she continued that thought she heard a loud rumbling in her tummy. “Oooh! Food!” she giddily remembered and began to walk out of her room, getting through the hallway in much less than half the steps everyone else needed and in one, two, three steps she was down the stairs where she was breathing in the delicious cooking of her mom. “Is that food I smell?”

Lily walked into the room, and there was an immediate change in the room dynamic. Her size alone already dwarfed everything and everyone, though her width and height seemed to give Cameron a sense that the room’s gravity is shifting (and aggressively so) towards Lily as he felt a slight tug towards her. Her mere presence in a room changed its layout for its occupants to be naturally drawn to look at her, and from where Cameron stood, he was just barely able to look over the top of her breasts, and that was at a decent distance! He hadn’t even had a chance to address what she was wearing!

Lily had decided to wear a ‘very’ strained looking white tank top but it looked more like a stretched-out microkini with how it clung tightly to her breasts, failing miserably to contain the mammoth-sized tits she carried as the fabric barely covered her areolas as the dark circles could clearly be seen around and through the fabric along with dark spots from her milky titty. From where Cameron stood, he was damn sure that her diamond hard nipples were cutting their way through the fabric with each jiggle, wobble, shake and thrust that Lily (unconsciously) made them do with her walks.

Then there were her large shoulders, they reminded him of the Greek stories he had read about the Titan named Atlas and how he had to shoulder the sky on his wide shoulders. Or something like that. It didn’t help that her deltoids looked bigger than bowling bowls (probably were), and then her massive biceps looked like they were both graceful and ready to explode out with power at a moment’s notice.

Beneath her fat, wobbling tits were her exposed rock hard, six-pack abs, showing a cobblestone road map as even without any sign of tensing they already strongly hinted at Lily's core strength, her skin still looked as soft and delicate as someone who regularly moisturises it. Complimenting her abs were her obliques on the side, gently making themselves known as she moved about. Though what was starting to stand out the most for Cameron was that Lily’s muscles formed an almost oxymoronic visual, the feminine skin and masculine muscles should have been a complete contrast with one another, given the volume alone would have made bodybuilders weep in jealousy yet, they never took such an aggressive stance without Lily’s consent to make her seem more masculine, they… Cameron had no idea how, but a strong aura of femininity hug closely around Lily, which he swore that he could barely make out as it seems to warp his view around his sister as she stood there, dominating the room.

She just somehow made it look great. How?!

Cameron’s gaze then sunk down, past her cute little belly button which is squeezed tightly between her cobblestone abs, and towards the obvious thing that was being hugged by her sweatpants? Shorts? Whatever it was, it was obvious as the fact that the sun and moon existed that Lily’s beastly testicles and penis were there for all to see. Her large testicles were comically tight, looking like small cantaloupes while her thick meat tube was snaking its way down her powerhouse thighs, closing in towards her knee almost.

She’s meant to be flaccid?! Cameron’s mind screamed. He started to feel dizzy, after everything they had done, the flaccid state of Lily’s penis was still big enough to be used as a club, and probably could be.

“Oh hey sweetie!” Cameron’s mom called as she entered the room and looked up at Lily. She was a bit shorter than Cameron, though given how close she was to Lily, and her height, her chin would be just above Lily’s two big cum factories. Cameron braced. He braced for what was to come and he scrambled to prepare for what barrage of questions his parents would have.

“How was your day? Did you get up to do anything nice?”

….what?

“Oh it was a really nice day outside,” Lily responded, putting her hands behind her back as she swayed her fertile hips left and right like a crib, the sound of her clothes fighting against her immense figure to not tear at any second. “Cammy took me out for suuuch a nice walk in the forest. Oooh! And Cammy and I raced and I won!”

“Oh did you?” Cameron’s mom gave an appreciative look to him. No warning signs in her eyes, no hidden messages, not even an eye twitch. Is she being serious? What is happening right now? How does she not see the giant COCK right in front of her?! Cameron’s head was racing to check whether he was missing something.

“Oh, it was so nice. We found a lake and I played a little in the water while Cammy looked after me like a good bro.” Lily continued, looking up with half-lidded, dreamy eyes as she recalled the events of the day with almost perfect clarity, maybe with a bit more saturated colour added to it with her improving vision and dreamlike mind. “Then we had these people show up,” she continued.

“Oh?” Their mother said, looking at her husband with a brief look of concern on both of their faces.

“Yes, but they were a bit rude. We talked about training, food, and such. But then they suddenly stood up and left. Didn’t even say bye. I don’t know, it just seemed really rude to talk to someone and then just leave.” Cameron had to catch his jaw as he heard Lily’s hand waving commentary of how their day had gone. She seemed so relaxed and careless about it all as if it was just a normal day for them both.

“Sounds like the two of you are really getting along!” Their mother said, her voice beaming with happiness as she looked at Cameron. “Now, now, don’t let me hold you two back. Sit! Let’s say our prayers and eat.”

Cameron, bewildered by what he should feel and think at the moment, sat down on his chair, a whirlwind of thought in his head. It was surreal. Lily had previously been so concerned about their mother seeing her penis, and now… Well, now it was almost out on full display for both her and their dad to see yet neither seemed to care. Cameron knew his mother, she would comment on such a thing but there hadn’t been a peep! It was almost like -

CRACK!

BLOP!

WOBBLE!

Three loud noises startled Cameron out of his thoughts. His head spun towards where the noise had come from, seeing his sister already getting up from the ground, her chair pulverised into many bits and pieces across the ground.

Her… Her muscle weight is now crushing chairs?! Cameron looked on in disbelief as both his parents were rushing to their daughter's side, checking that she was fine. Their dad made comments that the chair had always looked funny, while their mother got the spare and - “Cameron, stand up.” she said.

“Uhm… What?” Cameron asked dumbly.

“Stand up, Lily needs to sit to eat.” His mother answered simply.

“What?! I should eat standing up instead?” Cameron almost laughed sarcastically.

“Don’t be silly, Cammy-boo,” Lily said, her sing-song voice seeming to calm down their parents before any argument began. “You can sit on me!”

“What?” He asked again, dumbly.

Lily just smiled warmly back, “Sit here,” Lily responded as she pats her elephant-like thighs, “Like I used to do when we were little.”

Cameron was about to burst out in protest. He wasn’t about to do that, he would sit with his head tucked neatly under her breasts, hell, her abs would crush right into his back whenever she leaned forward. Not to even get started on how he would feel sitting on his little sister’s lap like that. However… His dad stepped in before he could draw breath to voice anything.

“That’s a brilliant idea, come on Cameron, while the food is warm.”

Cameron stood up, feeling defeated again as both his parents gathered his chair and a spare for Lily to sit on. The furniture groaned in protest, while her buttocks flowed over, under and through any cracks, again demonstrating just how deliciously soft - No! Stop thinking that! Cameron shook his head, dragging his feet over to his sister.

Lily, smiling widely, once again bringing a new light source to the room whenever she showed her pearly white teeth, and blinding Cameron in the process, simply placed both hands under his armpits as she lifted him up on her lap. He felt like a ch1ld as she placed her down on her dense, muscular legs.

Wait… What is that? He thought as Cameron felt everything in his body freeze. He had been so occupied by the discussion of where he was not sitting that he hadn’t paid attention to which leg he was placed on. And now… Now he was feeling something long, hard, yet spongey, underneath his bum. Slowly, Cameron looked down, only to feel his blood turn to ice. To his horror, he was now sitting on his sister’s monolithic phallus. He could make out all the details. The pumping blood veins, the twitches which could be felt, sometimes even making him rise with it, and he could have sworn that he could hear a nearby (though very faint) noise.

Slush…Slush…Slush

It sounds like water, or waves, gently breaking against the shores. Though… Cameron was starting to know better than to think such silly thoughts. No, the noise came from Lily. It was the sound of her hyper-active body as it was (over)producing two different kinds of white liquid.

The family closed their eyes as their mother led them in prayer. Cameron closed his eyes, maybe a bit too tight, as he tried to forget what he was hearing and feeling. He focused on the words of his mother, trying to find some calmness in the situation.

Lily then leaned forward the moment the prayer was over, her thick abs crunching deeply into Cameron’s back as he had feared, holding him in place with but a mere flex, the warmth of her abdominals which he could feel coursing throughout his body. Her weight **** him to lean forward as well, as Lily brought up one hand to Cameron’s chest, holding him in place so he wouldn’t lose balance while the other arm passed over by him, almost blocking out the entire side of his view from the sheer volume of muscles her arm possessed.

Cameron could hear that Lily was wasting no time shovelling food onto her plates. The sounds of a dozen potatoes, a quarter of a chicken, probably an entire bowl of rice, vegetables and salad.

Cameron had been busy trying to not look down at the ‘flaccid’ shaft, which might as well have been an arm to him, given how large it was. Eventually Lily leaned back and Cameron looked up to see what was left for him to pick from. Much to his surprise, Lily had taken a plate for Cameron and filled it with food for him. Sure, it was half-filled with salad, one quarter with vegetables and the last bit with a split between potatoes and small amounts of chicken, though she had been thoughtful enough to actually think about him. Cameron couldn’t help but feel grateful for that.

The family ate. Not so much in silence as he could hear his mother and father having brief gossips of what she had learned in church and about whom, though their talk helped him stay focused on other things. Cameron tried to get as much food in as he could, as his sister was developing a new way of eating through all the food presented to her.

With one arm, she would shovel in large quantities of food. Whether she took great care to not spill on Cameron, or her balancing skill was that good, was hard to tell. Her other arm would then demonstrate her insane dexterity, as she would gather up various foods in a separate place, which she would then use to switch arms, so the arm that ate would prepare the next batch, and the arm that prepared the food would then feed Lily.

It all meant that Cameron would shift back and forth as Lily was in seemingly constant motion. Cameron would try to get in bites whenever he could, though with the heavy breasts right on top of his head which seemed to brush more and more down against him and her wall of muscle which unintentionally kept him in place along with the large arms that would appear on his left, then his right, it started to feel a bit claustrophobic and motion sickness from all the movement.

He would try to adjust his ‘seating’, move his hips a little, try to use his feet to get a foothold on the chair to position himself a bit better, just anything to get somewhat comfortable and not have several pounds of woman teat on his head, or a bicep right next to his ear.

“Oooh… Cammy.” He suddenly heard.

It was a moan. Lily had moaned.

Turning around to look up at his sister, or at least hoping he could see over the protruding mountains of flesh that was above him. Another low moan came out, and then he felt it. The thing that he was sitting on was now moving, it was twitching more, it was… Hardening! Oh shit! Oh shit!

Cameron felt air rush through his guts as he felt panic overcome him. He turned, trying to be subtle, to look at his parents to make sure they were still being conveniently oblivious to everything that was around them. Thankfully, they were in the middle of a deep discussion and weren’t interested in the noises from their k1ds.

His head next spun towards the kitchen and the other entrance to the dining room. His mind was racing for what they should do. Cameron could this time feel the time ticking out as the male member beneath him was hardening, not slowly, no, no, it was steadily building itself up, and he knew first hand that once it got going, it would flip the table. And send him flying into the ceiling.

“Oooooooo… Cammy… You move so much.” Lily said in a low, womanly tone as she placed the cutlery back down.

“I’m thinking Lily,” Cameron quickly answered, now looking around without subtlety, **** plans formulating to get anything to cover Lily up.

“Cammy, I need to - Ooooo… Mmmm,” Lily moaned in very obvious pleasure. “I meditated a little when I got clothed. I think it can help.” Lily’s breathing was picking up, he could feel her body heat rise, and he could feel (from the hardening snake he sat on) that her heartbeat was rising up in excitement.

“Why were you..No wait never mind, how can it help?” Cameron had a hard time hiding the desperation.

“Just…Ooo… Sit still. Let me breathe.” Lily responded as though this was nothing new, and Cameron opted to try to be a statue, as he held onto the table for dear life, just in case something decided to go boink!

Lily started breathing. Cameron did everything he could to be still. He was listening to the best he could, trying to ignore his own pounding heart from drowning out the hints he needed to catch before things would go awry. His sister continued to breathe in and out. She seemed to know something about what she was doing, as he felt the dangerous thick dick beneath him halting its growth. While he was hearing more of the clothes straining, and crying out in protest from Lily’s deep breathing.

Oh no!… Out of the frying pan and into the fire! Cameron thought as he feared he had traded one disaster for another. Though the noises from Lily’s clothes stayed just that, noises. Her breathing continued, and Cameron began noting something.

Her breathing was becoming longer and deeper.

A draft seemed to have found its way into the dining room.

The room temperature was dropping as the draft was continuing.

As things settled down, Cameron felt that his sister’s unique endowment had finally returned to its ‘normal size’ and despite the small chill, everything was now steady again. He felt he could finally let go of the air he had held back.

“Thanks for the food mom, it was lovely!” Lily finally spoke, catching their mother's attention. “Is it okay if I am excused? I’ll take the plates out and put them in the dishwasher.”

Their mother simply smiled and nodded. Cameron, however, was now noticing that all the food that had been within arms' reach of his sister was truly gone, and what amazed him, even more, was that he had barely had time to get through half of his own food. How was any of this possible? Well… It was Lily. Cameron was learning to expect these things as she picked him up again, and placed him on the ground so she could take out her plates and several of the pots, pans, plates and utensils on both her arms as she sauntered over to the kitchen, ducking under the low hanging roof.

Taking the chance to finish his own food, Cameron wolfed down the salad and vegetables on his plate and took a brief moment to enjoy the chicken and potatoes before he gathered as many plates as he could to bring into the kitchen.

His sister dominated the room. Even with the kitchen being a modestly sized room to allow 2-3 people to work without any issue, yet now, with Lily in the room, Cameron would be lucky to be able to squeeze past her to get around.

“Hey, Cammyyy!” Lily called, her voice like a pleasant song, as she saw her brother bring in the other dishes. “Good idea! Mom has worked so hard on this little lunch.”

Little lunch? Cameron would have exclaimed if it wasn’t for Lily leaning (not approaching) on her hip closer to pick up the plates he had collected. “Thanks,” she said, her smile reflecting the light in the room, making Cameron blink several times to recover from the blinding effect her teeth had. “Can you get the others?”

“Uhm… sure,” Cameron responded as he went back to fetch the rest.

He could hear Lily cleaning the dishes using the sink, soap and water. Rather than just putting the dishes in the dishwasher, she had opted for something more physical. As he returned back into the kitchen with the rest of the dishes, he could see that Lily had positioned herself near the sink, though the width of her hips and rotund buttocks, meant that she was taking up the space from the dishwasher, past the sink, and almost all the way over to the fridge.

There’s no way anyone could get past her, Cameron thought as he placed the dishes to the side. Marvelling at the sheer physical presence his sister was having in the kitchen. She was physically taking up a lot of space in the modest room, her voluptuous figure dominating the area as she leaned forward a little so she could actually see what she did in the sink past her perky breasts. The scrubbing of soap on the dishes, washing off the lather and drying with the teatowel (practically a napkin in Lily’s hands) had some other effects than had Cameron predicted.

Her poor excuse of a shirt was now showing clear signs that her nipples were about to win the fight and break free. All the movement she did while cleaning was only causing the two sacks of milk-filled-meatbags to aggressively cut their way through it all. Soon, the poor fabric snapped off her chest, her puffy nipples having freed themselves and exposed to the cool air. Further, the consistent leaking of pure white milk was now seen dripping into the sink, clearly contrasting with the water and soap. Cameron swore he was seeing the milk clean the dishes better than the soap!

“Silly Cammy-boo,” Lily’s voice again snapped him out of his staring and back to her face. She had cocked her head so her large shoulders wouldn’t obscure her face, her hair hung down the sides, glistening better and brighter than the photoshopped hair from hair product commercials. She gave a warm, gentle smile but did not show any teeth so as to not blind his poor little eyes. It made Camron feel warm, safe and loved all at the same time. He was standing next to what many artists throughout history (and online) had tried to capture in their artwork, with no imperfections and powers that made the normal man seem insignificant next to them, and yet here Lily was, reflecting such things and she made him feel better than anything else in the world. “Next plate, please.”

Like an automaton, Cameron did as she asked. Her smile beamed with happiness and appreciation as he gave her the next plate to clean. It made him feel a sense of appreciation like he was fulfilling his role as the big brother. Every time he handed her the next plate he felt rewarded with the look she gave him. Her posture and demeanour signalled to Cameron that she was now relying on him to complete this job.

Cameron treasured the moment. Despite the odd events of the day. This felt normal. This felt wholesome. Like things never changed when they were younger, just two siblings looking out for one another.

“So,” Lily said, turning her whole body to face Cameron as the last dish was dried and put away. He looked up and up as his sister straightened herself, having to keep herself a little shorter to not smash through the ceiling. Her frame was dominating his view, her female (and male) body parts made him dart back and forth between them (each having its own allure)... Allure? Lily?! No, just look at her! Cameron thought as he tore his face up to look at Lily’s warm face. She shone such positive energy that made Cameron feel everything today needed to be forgiven. Her facial expression called out, ‘big brother, thank you for today!’. Despite the giant gap that the two had in physicality, right now at this moment, Lily looked like a little sister to him. “Anything you wanna do?”

Cameron felt a sense of power. Lily was deferring to him for what to do next. What could we use the next few hours on? Cameron wondered, slowly thinking of activities.