Chapter 2
Day 5 - Wednesday
Vanessa woke to a still house, as quiet as could be. This wasn't unusual as she was not working and sleeping in had become a regular habit for her unemployed self. Jennifer was typically over at her boyfriend's apartment however, so for her to be gone could have meant they had gotten back together. Peeking out the window, Vanessa noted her sister's car was still in the driveway, so either he picked her up or she was sleeping in too.
Wearing her pajama shorts and t-shirt she climbed out of bed and popped into the kitchen. The living room was empty as was the hallway; nobody was home. Just to be sure though she called out, "Mom! Jennifer! Anybody home?" There was a sigh of relief from her, glad to realize that Jen must have gotten back together with her man. Her sister had been such an odd duck lately. She poured a glass of milk, downed it in a hurry and went to watch television when she passed her sister's room. The door was closed. It wasn't a conscious act to check up on her sibling, but Vanessa knew her sister left the door open when she wasn't home.
Vanessa knocked quietly, "Jen?" With no answer she poked her head into the room and looked at the bed which was disheveled but devoid of any bodies. Her sister wasn't anywhere to be seen. What was on her bed, however, caught the nineteen year old's attention. Adult magazines and sex toys were strewn all over the bed. "Jen?" she repeated, walking in.
'Lesbian Licks', 'Dyke Desires', 'Luscious Lesbos'... The magazines were clearly homosexual in nature. One in particular caught her attention which was next to the pillow, a slickened vibrator next to it: 'Family Affairs -- Lesbian Edition'. Looking up Vanessa noted that the walls were plastered with posters of girls, sometimes posing by themselves, sometimes kissing each other.
The teenager curled her upper lip in disgust. "Gross!" she called out. Even though she felt disgusted at the sight of the pornographic trove, she rummaged through all the items on the bed. The whole idea of being with a girl was plain disgusting. She had a couple of friends who Vanessa was sure had experimented -- it was enough to make the teen end the relationship. "This shit is just nasty," she said snobbishly.
As she did, her older sister Jennifer crept silently up behind her. She was dressed in tight jeans and her tight t-shirt that said "Sorry boys, I lick pussy". She had many more on order but for now this would be her favorite. Her eyeliner was dark and her hair down and wild looking. She slid her hands along Vanessa's waist in a way that family would never normally touch. "Like what you see, little sister?"
Vanessa jumped back, pushing her sister's hands away. "What the fuck, Jen? You scared me!" She stepped back, startled and annoyed with her sister. Gesturing to the room she snapped, "What is all this shit? What the hell are you wearing? I thought you straight? What happened to your boyfriend? And being 'strictly dickly'? Isn't that what you used to say?"
Jen smiled, "Let's just say I changed my mind." Jen stepped closer and Vanessa stepped back again and pivoted to where she was up against the wall. Her big sister came closer, putting her hands on her waist and moving them up toward her breasts.
Vanessa was no longer disgusted but fearful, "What are you doing? I'm your sister!"
"I know. I just can't help it. The idea of fucking a girl gets me so hot now. And the idea of fucking my little sister makes me even hotter!"
"Wait! Don't!"
Jen manhandled her sister, groping her and kissing her neck and her mouth. Vanessa tried to push her older sister away but she was much taller and stronger. Jennifer grabbed her by the hands and held them over her head, pinning her wrists up. It was as if she was possessed with superhuman strength, locking her arms above her. Using her free hand, Jennifer reached into Vanessa's panties and fingered her clit. She felt moistness between her soft folds and groaned, "You have a nice wet little cunt, sis. I can't wait to taste it."
"No! This is incest! I don't even like girls!" Vanessa cried. What was strange was her body reacting the way it did. Her vagina was wet, but she didn't know why. She certainly wasn't enjoying this attack. Vanessa pushed her body against her big sister's to get away, but it was no use. The girl held her fast against the wall. All she managed to do was get closer to Jen so that their bodies were writhing against each other. One attempting to get away, one preventing that.
Jen kept rubbing her sister's pussy and then slipped her fingers into her hole. Damn it was tight! Two digits shoved their way in and soon Jennifer was finger-banging her little sister against her will. "That's it, Vanessa. Come on... Cum for your big sis!"
Vanessa felt the penetration of her sister's fingers and the clever manipulation of Jen's thumb against her clit. It felt so good, so amazing, which made the treachery all the more shocking. She wasn't a lesbian and she certainly had no attraction to her own flesh and blood. Yet her own body was betraying her, shuddering in pleasure from the stimulation. Soon a short and powerful orgasm twisted its way through her gut. What humiliation bubbled up from within the younger sibling knowing sexual pleasure in such an involuntary way. Jennifer let go, panting lustfully like an animal, a crazed look in her eyes as she ogled her sister.
The nineteen year old took the opportunity to jump away and out of the door. "Don't do that again ever! I don't care what the fuck you do with your life but I am not a lesbian!" She stormed out of the room, guilt ridden and violated from the lesbian assault by her own sister.
Jennifer shouted after her sister, "You will be!!" The door slammed on the other side of the house and the older sister smiled evilly. She repeated, "You will be."
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Vanessa spent the rest of the day locked up in her room. Her sister left the house shortly after the attack, but Vanessa didn't want to risk leaving the safety of her room. Around dinner time she finally chanced coming out to eat a quick dinner and take a shower. She washed her crotch over and over, trying to strip away the filthy memory from her private parts. Vanessa kept listening for Jennifer, afraid she might come back. Every call she placed to her mom went unanswered. She couldn't talk to her friends. She couldn't call the police. The teenager spent the hours crying in her room, trying to understand what had happened.
Eventually she put on her mp3 player and tried to distract herself with some music, napping here and there. Vanessa's dreams were short and frightening, filled with images of her older sister grabbing her. Worse still Vanessa woke up feeling aroused which confused her even more. Tears flowed and she did her best not to fall asleep. There was something else, something quiet and unnerving beneath her waking thoughts and sleeping visions.
...Sexy...
...Hot...
...Dirty...
It was a sound- no, a voice? Vanessa turned up the music and closed her eyes.
Unbeknownst to Vanessa, Jennifer and Dallas parked on the sidewalk and snuck into the house. They both spoke in low voices in the darkened hallway, mother and daughter both holding the statue and caressing it with their fingertips. Dallas look mesmerized, just the way her oldest daughter wanted her.
Jennifer, confident that the idol's influence was complete, commanded her mother to action, "Do it, mommy. Go to her. You know you want to."
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Vanessa was lying in bed alone, reading a book and feeling sullen when there was a rap on the door. She jumped at the sound, the fears of her sister's forced lesbian act all coming back to her. She exhaled in relief when her mother's voice came through the door, "Honey, it's me. Can I come in?"