> This is an unabashedly fetishized story – namely about an incredibly endowed young man – that I wanted to write, mixed with a sweet love dynamic between a big sister and her baby brother. I tried my best to do well in capturing the true spirit of a (perhaps too much) loving sister who’s overwhelmingly flattered when her baby brother chooses her as the only woman on earth he wants to be with. She’s confused and hurt at first yet slowly comes unraveled when she realizes the effect she has on both her baby brother’s life and his body itself.
My sister April stood at the entrance to my room, leaning against the door frame, staring wide-eyed and slack jawed at me. Her signature ponytail hung off her shoulder with loose strands of dark hair crowning her face. All she was wearing was a solitary tight fitting white tank top that was easily two sizes too small as it ended right above her belly button and gripped her breasts so tight her nipples were basically showing through. The spot in between her legs glistened with wetness that leaked across her thighs and drooled down her legs.