Futa’s Wild Passion

Chapter Four: Futa’s Incestuous Dream

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

Note: Thanks to FallenAngelX00 for beta reading this!

I was eager for my little sister’s plan to find out if our older, twin sisters did more than “study” all the time in their bedroom. The idea that Sara and Tara were in there making love, committing lesbian incest, inflamed my imagination.

It wasn’t something I would have considered before I entered into my own taboo relationship with Allie. She was kneeling on my bed, her strawberry-blonde hair swinging around her face. A bit of my cum lingered at the corner of her mouth.

She’d just blown me. It was incredible.

“So what do I need to do?” I asked as I grabbed my blouse, my round breasts swaying before me. My futa-dick was tucked into my panties, soft and constricted. My skirt almost hid my bulge, but you could still see it.

“You have to keep them distracted for a few minutes,” my sister said. She bounced on my bed, the eighteen-year-old girl looking even younger. “This will be awesome!”

I smiled at Allie’s enthusiasm. I used to think she was a brat, but thanks to the fact I’d developed futanari syndrome today, I had a new-found appreciation of her mischievousness. I pulled on my blouse, her grin infectious.

“Okay!” I said and darted out of my bedroom.

I rushed down the stairs to find the twins carrying three pizza boxes to the kitchen. The two were identical, though I’d never noticed just how busty my older sisters were. Both were blondes, the part of their hair the only way to tell them apart.

“Hey, how are you doing?” asked Tara. “It seems you’ve grown used to your cock. Your friend seemed to enjoy it.”

“Oh, god,” I groaned, my cheeks burning. “I didn’t think we were being that loud.”

“Oh, you were,” Sara said as she set two of the boxes on the kitchen counter. She pushed the small one on top towards me. “It sounded like you and Pita were having a good time.”

My cheeks burned.

“So you’re definitely not a virgin,” said Tara, opening up the box she’d set down. Inside was a vegetarian pizza. I didn’t get why they had no problems with onions, green peppers, or olives. Those were fine but not one with pineapple.

“Yeah, not a virgin,” I said, squirming.

Sara pulled out plates and opened her box. It was a pepperoni and sausage pizza. She grabbed two slices, setting one on each plate while Tara did the same with the vegetarian. They even ate the same things.

It was clear they were about to head back up to their bedroom. I squirmed. I had to keep them down here. Despite how embarrassed I was at getting caught having sex with Pita, my Hispanic friend who’d come over to visit me earlier, I had to keep them in the kitchen. “You’re not going to tell Mom, right?”

Sara glanced at me, her green eyes narrowing. “Well, no, we’re not going to.”

“We get it,” Tara said. “Trust us, we do. You’re like a guy now. You get horny.”

“Girls get horny,” I muttered.

“Sounded like Pita got horny.” Tara grinned at me. “So don’t worry about it.”

“I just hope you’re not going to be a mother in nine months,” Sara added.

My stomach lurched. Futanari syndrome did mean I was firing real sperm. I could have bred Pita. Or Allie. My little sister wanted to be bred by her, but it would cause all sort of problems if I knocked her up.

Tara and Sara scooped up their plates. They were about to leave.

“It just… happened,” I said, on the verge of panic. “Me and Pita.”

“Mmm, sounded like it,” Tara said. She frowned. “Where’s Allie?”

“Uh…” I felt the weight of the second floor above us. I knew Allie was doing things up there. “She’s… doing something.”

Sara rolled her eyes. “When isn’t she doing something?”

“Ooh, are you talking about me,” Allie asked. She darted into the kitchen, a big smile on her face. She was shorter than all of us, her petite build making her seem almost childish.

“Just wondering what mischief you were getting into,” Sara said.

“Oh, this and that,” Allie said. “Ooh, sausage.” Her gaze flicked to me. “I love sausage!”

“Yeah, we know,” said Tara. She glanced at Sara, then the pair of them began to head out.

“Not eating with us?” asked Allie as she hopped onto a bar stool at the counter. “Need to go study?”

Sara froze. She glanced back at us as I pulled out the pieces of my Hawaiian onto my plate. I sat down next to Allie, wondering what she was up to. She had this big grin on her face. She truly believed the twins were having an incestuous affair.

“Oh, sure,” Tara said, turning around. “I mean, Jenny, you’ve had a wild day.”

“Tell me about it,” I said, glancing at Allie. “She was a complete brat to me.”

Sara sighed. “You shouldn’t be like that, Allie. She’s gone through a delicate transformation.”

“I think it’s great,” Allie said. She tore into her pizza.

“What are you going to do at school?” Tara asked as she sat down beside me. She scooped up her vegetarian slice. “With your, uh…?”

“Cock?” Allie asked around her mouthful of pizza.

“I guess tuck and hide it,” I said. I hadn’t really considered it. “But I’m sure it’ll get out eventually.” I sighed. “I don’t know what will happen then.”

Sara reached past Tara to pat my hand. “Well, if you need anything, we’re here for you.”

Tara nodded.

“Thanks,” I said, smiling at my older sisters.

The four of us chatted. I couldn’t remember the last time we were all eating like this especially without Mom being around. She’d got called into work by her boss. Some emergency. It happened from time to time. It sucked that she couldn’t be around us as much.

The twins finished first and headed upstairs after washing off their plates. They absently held hands which made Allie arch her eyebrows at me. I wasn’t one hundred percent convinced. Girls held hands. Sisters held hands.

“So, what did you do?” I asked Allie once the twins were safely upstairs.

“Hacked their laptops so their webcams are turned on,” said Allie. “We can watch what they’re up to.”

My jaw dropped. “Are you kidding me? You can do that?”

She grinned at me. “It’s just a little bit of software. I plugged in a USB drive into their laptop and that’s all it took.”

“Where did you get that?” I demanded. “That sounds illegal.”

“Downloaded it off the internet,” she said. “There are lots of ways to be bratty.”

“Are the FBI going to break down our front door?”

Allie gave me this innocent smile.

I groaned.

“Come on,” Allie said. She hopped off her stool. “Let’s go spy on them.”

“Dishes!” I said as she darted off.

She sighed, came back, and wiped off her plate. I put the pizza boxes into the fridge so Mom could have something to eat when she got home. Plus, snack for tomorrow. There were still a few slices of Hawaiian left.

Allie took my hand and dragged me upstairs. We slipped into my room and then gasped something about forgetting something and darted out. I sank down on my bed. A moment later, she returned with her laptop. She hopped onto my bed, opened it up, and logged onto this sketchy program she’d downloaded.

It made me wonder what else she’d downloaded.

“Okay, here we go,” said Allie. She hit the button and…

Tara was working on her homework. It was her laptop that we were watching from. She was writing on something, leaned over. You could see Sara on the other side of the room working on her own homework.

Allie sighed.

“What, did you think they were going to go straight to sex?” I asked.

Allie nodded.

I cuddled up to my sister. She lay on her side as we watched Sara working on her homework. It was boring. I stroked Allie, holding her. Finally, Allie pulled up YouTube and we watched some videos, giggling and laughing as we waited for something to happen.

“When they get ready for bed,” Allie said. “You’ll see. They’ll get up to something naughty.”

“We’ll see,” I said. “Ooh, have you seen this vid.”

We both watched the cute cat vid. Time passed. It was fun lying in bed with my little sister and watching videos. She knew some great ones. We were trading back and forth, showing each other some funny things while we killed time.

It was wonderful just hanging out with her. It was so strange realizing I’d fallen in love with my little sister. It was so wild. Becoming a futanari had transformed everything about my life. I was a little scared for college tomorrow, but I was glad to have her.

Finally, the twins stopped working on their homework and looked like they were getting ready for bed. Allie got excited then. She squirmed against me, her rump pressing into my futa-cock. This throbbing ache surged down my shaft.

“Let’s get naked!” Allie said. “Come on!”

I grinned at her as she bounded off my bed and ripped off her tank top. She wasn’t wearing a bra beneath, her firm, little titties coming into view.