"'I knew it', I thought. Never again would I have a guys body, but forsome reason I didn't mind that. "Cheer up Nene," Misato assured, "don'tsee this ...as a snag, but as a beginning of a new life." How?" I snapped. "I'm a freaking anime character! No one will know meas this!" Calm down," hushed Misato, "and let me continue. Now, do you rememberhow you told me that you were sick of normal life? How you wanted to bein an anime? This is your chance!" What do you mean?" I implied."I don't know if. “Yes,” I whimpered, overwhelmed by her presence. She might have gotten there, but I was still almost at the peak of my passion. “Can I suck on you now?” she asked, her tone a little pleading.“Yes,” I whimpered again.Oh shit, I’d never felt so helpless in my life, feeling like all I could do was just lay here and hope desperately she’d take care of me too. Thankfully, she didn’t waste any time, readjusting her thong and then climbing off me to sit at my side.After unbuttoning my jeans, I moaned. My sister wasn't wearing a bra, and her lovely breasts felt warm and wonderful against me.Fire burned between my legs, and then I felt shards of icy pleasure rip through me, starting where Jackie's fingers grazed my erect clit. She lingered there a moment, moaning softly as she kissed my stomach, her lips trailing slowly along my flesh. My genitals felt swollen as her hand slid through my slit, gently slipping along my most sensitive folds. My sister whispered "you are so wet..."My labia parted. Shaver, who’s answering laugh had a sharp edge of cruelty mixed with lust.“It doesn’t matter what she likes, Pete. Does it, Lilly?”“No Sir.”“And why is that?”“Because I’m a dirty whore, Mr. Shaver. And Dirty Whores don’t get a say.” I’d had to repeat that phrase and variations thereof fairly often in the last six weeks. Once he even made me hand write it twenty-five times while he fucked me slowly with the thick mahogany nameplate that’s probably still on his desk today. It took me three.