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The dream ends and darkness swallows your vision, you experience a disconnect between your body and your ego until you can no longer think of yourself as anything but a third person watching the life of Anon from the seats of a grimy movie theater.

The film is reeling and your heart beats faster as it rolls through the events. There's a tightening sensation across your body and your hands whiten with bloodloss despite being perfectly fine. Anxiety roils in your stomach and nausea bubbles up past your throat and into your mouth. Something's wrong.

"Nii-sama?" Your eyes flutter momentarily as the sultry voice forces you past any delusion you had cooked for yourself. Your throat is dry, your entire body is atrophied to a pitiful state and the silk cuts deeply into your skin. A long armored leg adjust itself on the web and sends vibrations through you as she places herself on top of you.

"Awake already, Nii-sama? Were you dreaming of me?" Her voice is mature and childish in an endless paradox. She had always been hard to understand. Why did you let her in so easily when she asked you to? Why had you let yourself believe that it was just sisterly worry?

"I sure hope it wasn't that disgusting dream where you choose a waifu other than me, it wasn't right?" She giggles and her porcelain skin is less than inch away from your face. Perfectly carved out features on eight ruby eyes that pierce you deeper than any wound and violet lips hiding fangs waiting to plant more kisses.

"Pl-Please..." You can't even formulate the words before she places an ebony armored finger on your lips. "Hush now my dearest brother. I know just what you want and need." As she says this her large swinging breasts paste themselves firmly to your chest. Her smile twitching upward to revel in her own lewdness.

"You chose this, Nii-sama. I'm so happy, Nii-sama chose me all by himself." Her hair falls across your eyes and blinds you as she takes you again and again.