Donovan was in college with his big sister Jessie. They were both amazing at table tennis, so they decided to play a little game. The loser would do whatever the winner wanted for 12 hours, starting whenever the winner decided. Jessie could already guess what Donovan wanted. He’d been sexually attracted to her ever since his balls dropped, and not very subtle about it. She was just as horny for him, but she was much better at hiding it. In fact, the thought of losing and becoming his plaything sounded exhilarating. However, she always hated losing, and she had plans of her own.
Jessie started out strong, getting three points in a row. ‘This is too easy’ she thought to herself, lowering her guard to taunt. ‘Showtime’ Donovan thought, knowing Jessie always lowers her guard when she taunts. He brought it back, getting four points in a row against his flabbergasted big sister, who barely got in a fourth point just out of luck. They now stood 4 – 4, as Jessie lined up her serve. The next point wins it all, and she was prepared to get it. Donovan had other plans as he took stance ready to counter any serves she might throw at him. Jessie raised her racket and smacked the ball at an angle with all her power, sending a deadly curveball his way. Time itself seemed to slow down as Donovan hurled himself after the ball. ‘Moment of truth’ he thought. ‘Arm, don’t fail me now’