Big Sister Loves You

Sunny had left the window open. The cold chill made him shiver. But he didn't want to get out of bed to close it. He didn't want to see it out there. Under the tree. It was still there. He knew it was. He'd seen it when he glanced out the window before laying down. Waking up didn't change that something was still out there. He wanted to cry. His eyes hurt so much already.
Tomorrow was Mari's funeral.
He was told he had to be there. Of course he did. He was her murderer. It was all his fault. She already hates him. She would only hate him even more if he never showed up after what he did. He was scared. It hurts. He misses her. He misses her so, so much. It's not too late to wake up. That this was all a really bad dream. Maybe he fell down instead and is in a coma. He'll wake up in the hospital bed and she will be there. Still alive and still love him.
There was a whisper on the wind. Sunny heard something, but he ignored it. He didn't want to turn around. It was right there. It climbed inside his window. It's eye staring at him. He didn't want to see it. Sunny buried his face further under his blankets. He ignored it.
"Sunny..." something whispered. He ignored it.
"Let me in..." He kept ignoring it.
"Please...move over..." He shut his eyes tighter. They hurt so much.
"You're so...silly...let me..." The tears fought to escape his shut eyes. He hated it, he-

The blankets were pulled up. Sunny's eyes shot wide open and he let out a fearful gasp. He looked. There was something that yanked his covers away, exposing his frail form curled up on his side. Dark, tangly hair obscured most of her. He could still see a smile, and the outline of an eye.
He whimpered. Tried to say anything. "I...uh...mm...ar...el...he...p..."
She giggled. It sounded like her. To his horror, she slowly climbed into bed with him. "Silly brother. You looked like you were having a nightmare, so your big sister is here to make it all better." Her smile looked like hers. She pulled the blankets over herself, and him. Sunny looked at her. She looked like her. The arm she put around him felt like her. He turned away. What little he saw of her face looked like her. The breath on his neck felt like her.
"Hehe. Isn't that allll better now, little brother?" She snuggled against him. Her snuggling felt like her. No...no it didn't. It felt...like...
"Don't cry, little brother. Mwa!" A kiss on the back of his head. It felt like hers. He sniffled. He missed her so much.
"Little brother...are you still sad?" He unconsciously nodded.
"How sad... Let big sister take care of you." He felt her pull away, but only slightly. She seemed to be shuffling under the blankets, down the bed.
He didn't know what she wanted to do. She moved further down. He felt her reach his waist...and soft hands touch his legs. He shivered at the contact, but let the hands guide his legs apart. Maybe if he did what she wanted than she would go away...
His shorts were being unfastened. Sunny's eyes opened. He wanted to lift the covers to see it, but was afraid of what he'd find. His shorts were pulled down, and then off him. His underwear seems to have been-
Ah! Sunny realized what that meant. Confusion was weighing down on him, and soon outweighed his fears. He looked under the covers.
"Wow, my little brother~" He heard her voice. She was positioned right between her legs, face so close to his crotch. He felt embarrassment knowing what she was looking at. But seeing her face again overtook him with fear. He petrified, looking at that one eye staring at him. She slowly moved her hands up his legs, spreading them further apart until they went as far as was comfortable. Her face moved closer. He could see her back. It was...unclothed. She wasn't wearing her nightdress. Sunny looked at her. She was...she was always pretty. But he never really focused on that until now.
"There we are...little brother..." Her eyes looked at him. He still couldn't move. Than she moved even closer. She used her arms to prop herself up, pushing the blankets up. It was still so chilly, and any warm air still left was expelled. But now he saw her fully exposed chest. Round. Thinking it made him feel gross, but he knew it wasn't her chest. She wasn't...that size. It's like she grew. He tried his hardest to discard this line of thinking, but he couldn't do so easily when she was presenting herself so visibly.
"Hehe...do you love the sight of big sister so much?" Her teasing was like her. She shifted her body quickly so her chest jiggled and bounced. Sunny's face burned. What was he doing? His sister would never do this. She loved Hero, what was-
She swallowed him whole.
He felt incredible warmth swallow up his penis. Right down to his crotch. He let out an uncontrolled sound. The shock brought control back to his body. His first movement was to cover his mouth.
She pulled back up. He could see her lips around the head. She licked, and slowly moved her head up and down. Tasting every last bit of him.
"Mwnoh-" she spoke "Youl beshallbettrsh" or tried to. He'd never felt anything like it before. He trembled.
Then she let him go.
"Now little brother is alll ready." She shimmied closer. "Just let big sister take care of you, okay?" Her smile was still like her. She got closer until her chest was pressed against him. Sunny let out a gulp as she put her hands to her chest and pressed him between her. Her eyes looked at him.
"Relax, little brother. Just let your big sister do all the work. All you have to worry about his feeling good."
She squeezed him between her mounds It was so soft. Sunny had never experienced anything like this. It felt good...he felt weird. He felt weird looking at his sisters face as she did this. His penis felt weird because of how hard it felt. He felt weird enjoying how soft his sister was. He felt weird and gross and it felt good. Her face still had a smile. "Hehe...little brother, you must be so pent up." She rubbed her chest up and down his place. They were just the right size to wrap around most of him. Doesn't it hurt her to do that ?He didn't understand. It wasn't her. She felt so good His body twitched. He felt his breathing hasten, he could see his chest rising and falling. It felt so warm and so good, he didn't-
Something came out of his penis. A liquid shot out on her face. She closed one of her eyes, but the other looked at it. Some trickled down onto her chest which she squeezed even tighter around him. "My, little brother let out so much~" She let her tongue out and licked some of what she could. It made something in his chest hurt even more. "So warm and yummy. Hehe...little brother saved so much for his big sister, didn't you?"
Why was she saying that? She wouldn't say that. How was she even here? Why was she here? Why was she doing this?
"why...why?" Sunny whispered between his hands. He let out soft sounds he didn't understand.
"Hey...you're still hard down here." She looked at his penis again. Her eyes...it reminded him of when Aubrey saw that she had brought them all sno-cones one time. Gleeful hunger. Happy. She was so happy. "Was big sister not good enough? I'm sorry~" Her voice was so sweet. Not like hers.
She licked him like a popsicle.
"Guess we have to keep going. Hehe..." She licked again. Slowly licking away the sticky wetness. Soon she took him in her mouth again. It was so warm. The room was so cold, but she was so warm. She was always so warm. This warmth isn't like her. She kept tasting the twitching thing in her mouth. Sometimes she'd take him all the way in and lick around his crotch, or pull back and lick the head. She bit him. Just hard enough to hurt, but then she licked it more. It felt so strange, but he liked it. She pulled out and said "No need to hold it in." before swallowing him again.
He wasn't crying anymore. There was drool in the corner of his mouth. He didn't understand why. It felt so good. He twitched really hard again and spurted more. She took kept tasting him. She was sucking him, coaxing it all into her mouth. Sunny shook. He couldn't move.
"Thashts all better...do you love how your big sister takes care of you?" She looked at him. There was an expactant look on her face. It was her face. No...it wasn't her face. She wouldn't do that. She wouldn't look at him like that. She wouldn't have...fluids on her face. His fluids. His...
No. Yes? No. He doesn't like it. It's wrong. She's his sister. Siblings don't do this. She wouldn't do this. He wouldn't do this. He would never...
"I love you." His gaze locked with hers. "I love you, little brother. I'll protect you no matter what. I'll always love you. Please...let me take care of you."
They weren't her eyes. There was something in her eyes.
He wanted to say no. He wanted to resist. He couldn't say it. This must have been the fifth time, and she was still tasting him. He couldn't focus. Noises escaped him that should never be caused by her. She wouldn't stop. It hurt where she'd bite him, but felt so soothing when she licked it. He couldn't believe anything anymore. The room was swimming around him. He couldn't look under the blankets anymore. He could just see where she was, bobbing up and down. The dark room around him danced and swirled, but she remained. He let out another pitiful amount. He was crying again.
"Hah...hah...wow...hehe..." Her voice penetrated his ears. It couldn't be her voice. She wouldn't sound like that.
"It makes me so happy...that little brother feels so good..." She wouldn't.
"Ah...oh...so warm...so sticky...you taste so delicious~" She wouldn't.
...
His vision wouldn't focus. But somehow her face was more clear than ever. It was her face.
"It seems you're ready to rest, little brother. Big sister will look after you, like she promised on the day you were born. I've loved you every step of the way. Took care of you, protected you. Watched you grow so big and strong. Every day I held you in my arms made me so happy to be your big sister. I love you, so, so much. My dear, sweet little brother." She kissed his forehead. Her smile was hers. Her face was hers. Her voice is hers again.
There's still fluids on her face. It's not hers.
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She was gone the next morning. His window was still open. The stains were still in his blanket and sheets. How would he explain those?
He didn't. He didn't mention them. Sunny simply went to the bathroom and took a bath. The first one since before she died. He was afraid. Afraid of drowning. Afraid of something dragging him under the water. Afraid of washing away what he'd done.
He felt her. She was here. He wasn't afraid of drowning right now.
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They had surrounded Mari's body with White Egret Orchid's. Or maybe he was just imagining those there? Sunny couldn't trust his own eyes anymore. Mari looked so peaceful. No smile, but it was unmistakable she was happy. It betrayed how she felt to the very end. How mad she was at him. How much she hated him. This isn't the kind of face she would make. And neither was last night. Neither of these faces were Mari's.
He couldn't stop thinking of those faces last night. Ecstatic. Joy. Love. He tried to bury her face, but he couldn't when she was right in front of him. What would Mari think of him that he dreamed up such a horrid dream? She'd hate him for feeling like that about her. She loved Hero. They were the perfect couple. It always made him so happy seeing them together...yet he dreamed of that. He did that to her body. He did that in spite of Hero. He hated himself. She must hate him even more. Loathe him. He should be dead right now. It looks like she could open her eyes at any moment, while he felt like falling over dead. Maybe God would grant him this favor and let just that happen. Take his impure life and give Mari's hers back.
But it didn't happen. There was crying from everyone, familiar faces in the corners of his vision, and Mari remaining as still as ever. He cried harder than he did last night. Hands held his, and he squeezed them back. It felt like days in that spot.
He watched as they lowered her down. He stared at her face as they shoveled dirt over her. He wanted to burn that face into his memory. This is the face he wanted to remember, not that twisted nightmare from last night. That wasn't her. This isn't Mari either...but it's closer.
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It was late when they got home. The sun set. Sunny's head hung low. He could barely recognize mom and dad. If they said anything to him, he didn't hear it. His ears were ringing. His eyes hurt from crying, and dried tears clung to his cheeks. He wanted to die.
He found himself in front of the bedroom door. Hesitatingly...he opened it up. And closed it behind him. He wanted to sleep already. It's so cold in here.
"You're finally home, little brother!" A cheerful voice greeted him. He saw her sitting on top of her bed. She wasn't wearing anything. One eye stared at him from under messy hair. He could still see her smile. She was happy.
"Come here, come here!" She pat her lap. "Take of those raggedy clothes and join your big sister." The smile on her face was so warm. So...
...He didn't want to. This isn't her. He shouldn't indulge this. He wanted her face from the funeral to be the last thing he remembered. This wasn't her. He didn't want to ruin his memories of her with these sick feelings of his. She would never do this with him. That's not what he wanted, either. He just-
She almost jumped off the bed. "Aww, did you want big sister to help you? You're such a silly brother...you must know how much I love spoiling you." And with that, she started undressing him, first pulling his vest and undershirt off. He wanted to resist. He wanted to push her away...but he just remember what happened that night. He let her undress him. She took down his shorts and underwear next, then guided his socks off. It was even colder in here, he shivered and wished even more he had resisted. The closest he did to resisting was covering his penis. Meanwhile, she seemed even more ecstatic. She put her hands next to her head like she would when happy. "All done!" She was just like her when happy. She wasn't her.
"Let's rest together, okay, little brother?" She pulled him into an embrace. His face rubbed against her chest. She's not supposed to have one. It wasn't as big as moms, but...big. Ugh, why did he think that? Why is he thinking these things around her? She let go, and fell down on the bed.
"Come, little brother! Let big sister keep you warm and safe." She spread her arms into a welcoming hug gesture, and spread her legs. Sunny awkwardly shifted in place. She was so beautiful. Her skin was perfect like hers. Only her hair was out of place. Her chest was...he liked it? He hated himself for feeling that way. He was cold. He didn't want this. But he couldn't keep standing here. He couldn't leave now that he was undressed. And if he went over to his bed, she'd just follow him over. And if he...walked over there...he'd see it out the window...

"It's okay, little brother. There's no need to be afraid. Big sister is here to protect you from your nightmares." Her voice washed over him. She was warm like her. "Hehe, or maybe you just want a good look at your big sister?" She giggled and winked at him. Sunny hesitated a moment longer...before awkwardly walking over to the bed. He climbed on top of it from the end, and crawled over to her. What was he doing? Why was he doing this? He's so awful. Gross. She embraces him either way. Like she always had. All of his uselessness, the brother that did nothing for anyone, the parasite on his friends lives, the boy that took her life after she saved his, she embraced him. She guided him to rest his head on her chest. She was so soft. He felt his waist meet with hers, and she wrapped her legs around his. She pulled the covers over both of them. One arm around his back, and another around his waist. She was so warm. The chill from his room felt like it was being washed away from his lower body up. His penis was swallowed by something. Like with her mouth, it felt so warm. He hated himself for enjoying this so much. For being so happy in her embrace.
"Doesn't that feel better?" Her voice cooed. She kissed him on the top of his head three times in quick succession. "Today must have been so scary, being separated from big sister for so long. Don't worry...I'll always be here to take care of you." Her voice was warm like hers. Her words were like hers. It wasn't her. It couldn't be her. He kept telling himself it wasn't her.. It wasn't her he was snuggling the chest of. Her legs were...pulling him down, but pulling back so he'd go up. The hand on his waist was gently guiding him to push forward and back. He felt...nicer down there when he moved.
He started feebly thrusting. Slowly. Too slowly, but it felt good. It felt good being in her embrace. She kissed his head again.
"There we go...no need to rush, little brother. Just do what feels good. Big sister will be here to guide you every step of the way."
He started crying again. He was surprised he had any tears left. Why was he doing this? She never would have wanted this. He hated himself. This wasn't her. She wouldn't do this. He...he felt too good. Every slow thrust made him feel good. Sounds were escaping his lips. He could feel her heartbeat. She seemed so happy. "Please don't hide your voice. I always loved your voice." He wanted to speed up...but he was too tired. Too weak. He just appreciated what he was feeling inside her. He appreciated being rubbed against her soft, bouncy chest.
He loved her. He always loved her. But...not like this. At least, he thought he didn't. It was so wet and warm down there.

"mari...i love you..." He whimpered. It felt like a knife in his heart. He betrayed her by saying that. But...it felt so...liberating?
"Oh, little brother~" Her voice oozed with joy as she hugged him tighter. Her legs sped up their movements, which sped up his thrusting. "I love you to. It always makes big sister so happy when you say that. It makes me so happy when you use your words." It felt so good inside her. Sunny loved it.
"Let it all out? You just need to worry about feeling good, and big sister will take care of the rest." She kissed his head again. He...wanted a real kiss from her. If he was going to indulge in this twisted, disgusting fantasy of his...he should enjoy it while he can, right?
His heart twisted at that thought. But his lower half exploded. He cried out, muffled by her soft chest that swallowed him. She used her legs and arms to press him down as tightly as possible into her. He couldn't move his numb lower half.
"Ohh....so warm, hehe...Little brother is so warm inside me..." Her voice made his heart flutter. She loved him so much...he loved her, too.
He felt her hand petting his head. She was so soft. Some part of his brain tickled, and he started to kiss one of her breasts.
She gasped, and her voice lowered in tone. "You love how big sister feels, don't you~?" The hand on his head stopped petting and cradle him in place. He kept kissing, sucking on her nipple. He bit it a tiny bit, too. Not as hard as she bit him, but just enough.
"Being a big sister was the best thing to ever happen to me. Watching you take your first steps...holding your tiny hand...introducing you to people...watching you grow...you're my little sunshine. The light of my world. Little brother..." He felt her insides tighten around him. "...I love you. More than anything. I promise I'll be here for you. I'll love and protect you like always." Her voice tickled his brain. His ears burned.
He started thrusting again. Slow enough to appreciate every sensation. He loved his big sister.
"i'm...sorry...sorry about the violin...the recital...i..." He whispered out those words. Some part of his brain fought to get those words out. If anything would dispel this dream, it would be that. But it didn't. She only hugged him more gently.
"I love you." Was all she said to that.
He loved her, too "i love you too...mari..." was all he managed to say. He didn't last long before spurting inside her. She contracted around him and held him tight. Milking every last drop. He loved how it felt. How she felt around him. Her chest was like a pillow. Her body was the softest bed he'd ever been on. He felt at peace. He looked up. Her face was glowing with happiness, both eyes filled with the same love he remembers her face having. She smiled at him. It was Mari's face. It had always been Mari's face. He loved her so much.
"Little brother...it's okay to let big sister spoil you sometimes. Nothing would make me happier than to know my darling, precious little brother depends on me. Let me take care of you like this sometimes. All it costs is your love." He let Mari's softness lull him to sleep.
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When he woke up, Mari was gone. But the stains were still there. Sunny didn't mind. He knew she'd be back tonight. Mari would always there for him.
He was looking forward to seeing Mari again tonight. He loved her, and she loved him.
Sunny went to the window to finally shut it. It made his room too cold. In the early morning light, he saw something in the backyard.