To The Indigo Girl's Surprise

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My brother... my BLOOD brother... is making out with me?!
His slimy tongue curls with mine, the flavors of Faygo, and sweet sweet slime accumulate in my mouth.
I begin to muffle protests, but then he grabs ahold of my horn and I instantly squeal.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING GAM?!" I begin to pull away but he yanks me back against his lips.
What do I do?!
Ok... ok calm down...
His long slender arms curl around my torso and I hear the horns crush and honk under us. He is pulling me into his pile.
He yanks off my polkadot pj pants and then my panties. My bulge is unsheathed and curling around begging for warmth and attention. Before I know it, his pants are off too and his bulge curls around mine, our slimy fluids slicking up my nook and lower stomach. His cold hands slide up my sides, brushing softly against my grub scars and then the sides of my breasts.
He takes his time squishing and poking all my soft places. My indigo blush shows my obvious pleasure for him. That just makes his bulge tighten around mine. The slickness of our genetic material creates more friction and my blood pusher races for Gamzee Makara.
As I begin to moan and purr, he lets his bulge slither into my nook and i scream out.

"DoNt WoRrY sIs. IvE gOt YoU." He coos into my ear and when he thrusts forward he is sure to make me burst.

Hours later I'm a total mess. Walking back to my hive had to be the most painful experience ever. He pailed me so hard I don't think that my nook will heal for weeks.

This was a very unwanted surprise.

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