Diapered By Sister Novels & Stories

"Look around. Tell me which other family treats their kids as equally as we do. You're just not as good as your sister, so now you want to blame us?" … It was laughable, really. They always claimed to be fair. How long would it take for them to admit the truth? I let the memories unfold, dull and distant at first, like dust settling on old furniture. "I did housework every day. Fiona never had to lift a finger. "My hair was always cut short because you didn't want the hassle of tying it up. Fiona grew hers long, beautifully braided with care. "Every day, I came home to cold leftovers. She always had a fresh, hot meal waiting for her.

It sounded to me like someone was in pain. I hurried to the source and wished it would have been someone in pain instead. With her bedroom door opened ajar, I found my sister having sex with another man, humping her from behind. They were both naked while she had her ass in the air, his dick pounding in and out of her.

I couldn’t sleep. Not after watching my baby sister masterbate and me handjobing myself to it Every time I closed my eyes, the image came back; Cynthia on her bed, legs spread wide, two fingers buried deep in her tight, shaved pussy, moaning quietly as she came. My own sister. My blood sister. The girl I used to carry on my back when she was little. And now I’d jerked off watching her finger-fuck herself like a desperate pervert.

I'm at the supermarket when an old woman I don't know suddenly grips my hand tightly. I instinctively shield my baby bump, but she says, "Someone has placed a swap spell on you. The dead baby is about to be transferred to your body soon." I think she's a liar, but she says, "Hurry up and try to make yourself vomit. You should try to throw up as much of that fish you just ate as you can."

I used the money to pay the surgery fee I still owed. The scar on my chest burned. My favorite brother had ever imagined. The so-called kind-hearted person was me, that greedy and fearful sister in his heart.

Pushing through the agony, I dragged myself toward the front door. "Help... me... please..." I whispered, my tears tracing hot paths down my cheeks, causing the delicate skin there to fissure instantly. A trail of smeared blood marked my pathetic progress. I collapsed, my strength gone, a mere meter from the door. My head spun, memories flooding my fading consciousness. From the moment I could remember, I knew my sister was different. Not just because of her fragile skin, but because other sisters were loved. Mine saw me as a threat.

"They're all bastards like the rest. My sister is alright." I almost let him go. "Your sister?" He had a sister? "Yes, Dagon. She will be there." He stated. The mountains came closer to us. The air was freaking cold but Adrian for once was quite warm and I tried to warm up my front. My muddy blazer protected my back and it hung just over my ass, but everybody that was below us that looked up would have a grande view of my privates.

Adeline moved fast. Within a day, my younger sister was bound and dumped in a deserted outskirts area. Around her lay piles of wood, drenched in pungent gasoline. My sister struggled frantically, but the ropes held her tight. Then Adeline appeared, dressed in a striking red gown. For a brief moment, my sister's eyes lit up with recognition—then quickly shifted to terrified concern. "Adeline! What are you doing here? You have to run—it's dangerous here!"

This way, my brother wouldn't see me sad. “Sister, finally you came out. I was so worried about you,” he whined with a sad expression. “I apologize for these past days, brother. It's just -” “You don't need to say. I know ever since our parents died you've been trying your hardest to take care of me. I don't blame you for it, rather I'm glad to have a sister like you. I'm proud of you, sister,” Daniel said, and immediately came over and hugged me tightly. This made me burst into tears. I hope I can make it against all odds.

I'm not going to live with all this pressure. That release came at a heavy price and was worth what I could afford, and— My hand hurts because someone gripped it so tightly. My body moved away from the fence and was met by two angry blue eyes. "Are you out of your mind?!" As usual, my sister's fiancé can permanently destroy my happy and bad moments. >>>