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[Camilla thought of herself as very fortunate, now. Once in her life, she hadn't been, but all of that had turned around when her little sister came into the world. Suddenly, she had something that was more important than anything in the world, her darling little Sanae.]

[There were so many troubles in the world, though. Sanae was so cute, after all, she'd definitely be lusted over by all sorts of boys. That's why it was a relief for Sanae herself to choose to inherit a relative's shrine. The gods would surely help her keep perverts away from her dear sister. The fact that their parents insisted on Camilla moving to the small home by the shrine with her was just coincidentally wonderful. She planned to make sure her little sister was impeccably cared for. She would be the best sister in the world, even a better mother than their mother, she swore that to herself the day they moved in.]

[Nothing filled her heart with joy more than Sanae's sleepy face in the morning, or surprising her with treats at the end of a long day, or masturbating in her bed when she was busy.]

[Totally normal, right?]

[That said, something had been different recently... Her precious Sanae seemed to be avoiding her, taking a long time in the bathroom, and her face was flushed more often. She was starting to worry. ... So! It was time to foster some closeness.]

Sanae, sweetie... [hope you don't mind your bath time being interrupted, by a knock at the door, little sis]

Let's take a bath together, like we used to. I'll wash your back for you, darling. [and then she's going to open the door regardless of response!]

-Words could hardly do justice to how deep Sanae's love for Camilla ran. She had always seemed so strong, wise, yet gentle and caring with her when she needed it. When she'd cry, Camilla was the pillow she cried into. When she had moments of happiness and triumph, Camilla was who she shared them with. From when she was a little girl, until she was given charge of the Moriya Shrine, Camilla had been a pillar in her live, and she couldn't imagine life without her.

But when the 'family secret' finally came (that she didn't know was a family secret) to her in her age, after so many other physical developments, Sanae became deeply afraid that she'd lose that if Camilla ever found out what had become of her. It wasn't a rational fear by any means, Camilla had been with her through pretty much everything else, even when her breasts came in like bats out of hell. But this felt way different!

And she couldn't ignore the increased arousal that came with it, either. Longer mornings with herself, alone, touching while she thought of her sister's perfect, gorgeous body. Time in the bath, furiously trying to get off so she could project those wrong-headed thoughts from her mind. It had become her sanctuary, for a moment...

A moment shattered in one big moment when Camilla burst in.-

N-neesama!! -Sanae yelped, jamming her hands into the water, desperate to hide the secret, hoping both would be enough.-

U-um, w-wouldn't you prefer to be by yourself? I know you bought that new soap for yourself last time at market and... -The soap that smelled of lilac and wisteria. A perfect scent for her beautiful sister... No no! Don't think like that, especially not right now!-

[Oh... it does break her heart that Sanae doesn't want to take a bath with her. Still, she wasn't the type to give up easily.]

I haven't seen you as much, Sanae... you know, I'd throw out every bit of that soap if you asked me to. [She was way more valuable than alone time with some soap. Anyways, she starts unbuttoning her blouse, revealing a black and lacy bra underneath. She carefully peers at her sister, wondering what could be wrong. There was definitely something she was hiding. It was her job to figure it out.]

Do you, [she reaches back and- pop- undoes the hook on her bra. It immediately falls off her body. Those breasts, that were barely contained to start with, heave a bit in their freedom] not want to spend time with your sister anymore, Sanae?

[she folds her arms under her chest, which pops them back up a little again]

If I've done something to make you hate me, let me fix it...

-It was heart-breaking to hear her sister talk like that, but it wasn't as if she could keep up eye contact when she was undressed like that! Sanae ducked her head low, staring a hole into the water itself, face deeply red.-

N-no! That's definitely not it! I could never hate you! -She shook her head for emphasis.- I just... -No, if she said 'needed privacy', it wouldn't help the situation at all. But she couldn't lie, either...-

I just... -Nope. Nothing was coming to her... She really should come clean, shouldn't she? But...-

If I tell you, you have to promise not to change how you think of me, nee-sama... Promise me, okay? -She turned back towards Camilla, though her eyes were still downcast.-

[Some people at Camilla's work would ask her: don't you feel jealous, having such a talented little sister? That thought had never crossed Camilla's mind, though. Why would she be jealous? She was proud of Relm's paintings and drawings. Every last one of them was filled with so much emotion, so much of Relm, and if she was ever lonely she could just look at some of those drawings and feel like her sister was right there with her.]

[So, she usually would take some sneak-peeks of Relm's private sketchbook whenever she could. The first time she found a page of female figures, she had assumed it was just practice work. Then, a few days later, there were three pages, then there were six, and every single one of them seemed much more focused on the breasts than anything else.]

[Poor Relm. She was itching for puberty, wasn't she? Even though she was such a lovely girl to start with. Maybe she just needed some reassuring. That was her intention, coming to her sister's door, but,]

[Oh. Were those the faintest sounds of breathing she could catch? It certainly didn't sound like painting. It makes her heartrate beat faster and she wonders if she shouldn't just listen at the door. If she stands around too long, though, Mother might be suspicious. It was better to just go in. After all, it was natural, wasn't it? To explore oneself as they got older? And she could always say she didn't hear anything and this was all an unfortunate accident.]

[Relm gets about two seconds between the knock and the door opening.]

Relm, dearie, how is your painting going?

[That commentary does make her pause in undressing. Something was certainly wrong. She was starting to guess by the color of her face. Had Sanae finally found someone she liked? No. She wasn't ready for that, yet. Still, if it were true, she still couldn't show any of that sadness to her sister's face.]

[Camilla kneels down by the tub, reaching her hand out to gently touch Sanae's face. She gently drags her fingers along her cheek, going back to brush her hair behind her ear.]

Oh, darling... no force in the world could ever change how I think of you. You can tell me anything, anything at all, and you'll still be my perfect little sister.

-Oh please... please don't touch her like that, not so close. Sanae's blush only deepened, and she started to lose some of her resolve, lost in the aura of her sister's loveliness, her touch...

No no. You have to do this. Just... have faith. It was the strongest thing Sanae had. Faith that Camilla would be okay with this...-

W-well there's... been some changes in my body. -She took in a deep breath. And another. And... another. And started to make her way up from the water, moving her hands down to her side before turning towards Camilla.-

This... -This indeed. Long, thick, and already stiff from just even imagining Camilla, much less seeing her amazing body in such an intimate setting. A 100% real, flesh and blood cock.-

[It's just not fair! She's been thirteen years old for months now, every one of her friends are starting to blossom forth, but Relm just can't seem to grow any kind of decent tits. Her memory is kind of hazy going that far back, but she's convinced herself she's certain that Camilla was a B-cup by now. Relm, though... she's still in a training bra. Even cupping the barely-there mounds and pressing them together barely gets her anything.

It's totally unfair. She's a mature young lady, not some dumb kid. Relm is smart for her age, speaking and thinking on a level at least several years above her, but what she got in brains, she didn't get in a body. Her ass is only a little plump, her hips aren't anything interesting at all... at least her dick has grown a little since she became aware that touching it feels really good. She can wrap her entire hand around it and still have over an inch poke out above.

Artists draw what they feel, and Relm is no exception. Her public paintings, the ones that go to art shows and get sold for big money as the work of the kid genius painter, are still clean, but in her private sketchbooks (that no one is supposed to be going through...) it's another matter. Growing up around two exceedingly busty women has given her plenty of inspiration, so she has no trouble drawing the female form. Sometimes clothed, sometimes nude, always with huge tits. As it gets worse, she even starts drawing only boobs, forget everything else.

She's certainly worked herself up that fateful day when Camilla knocks on her door. Biting down on her lip, she's lying down on her bed, stripped to the skin, one hand on her barely-there breast and the other covered in lotion and stroking her cock. Camilla and their mother are home, but it's okay, she's sure she locked the door. Breathing hard, occasionally moaning, and waiting with a tissue to collect her eventual emission, she can feel herself getting close...

When there's a knock at the door. That snaps her out of her fantasies of thrusting her dick between a huge, lush pair of breasts, but aside from a glance at the door, she ignores it.

Wait. The lock is in the horizontal position. That means that it...]

C-Camilla! Don't come until I say so!

[She frantically tries to grab a pillow and cover herself, but it's way too late. Camilla had more than enough opportunity to see everything, much to Relm's immense humiliation... and, though she doesn't quite realize it yet, exhilaration. Getting walked in on while she was touching herself, why does this crap happen to her?]

Oh, my.

[Well, it doesn't sound disgusted, at the very least. There's maybe a bit of surprise there, but it almost sounds like a pleasant surprise. If she were going to imagine a cock for her sister, it would probably be a little smaller and cuter. Well, she must have had her growth spurt similarly to her chest. She would get used to it. It was a perfect cock because it was her dear Sanae's.]

You're at that age already, I see! Look at it standing up so splendidly... [she cups her chin with a her free hand, biting down lightly on a finger. It looked delicious.] You must have been so worried trying to hide your morning wood from me...

-Sanae let out a breath she didn't even realize she'd been holding, relieved beyond words that her sister wasn't horrified in any way by her dick.-

So you're okay with this, neesama? -In fact, she sounded almost proud...

wait.-

H-hold on, what do you mean by that? You were expecting this?!

[It was exactly what she thought it was. There was a surge of excitement seeing her sister's lithe, smooth body. The way she covered herself up was so cute! Ah, she wanted to tell her to move the pillow so should could commit it to memory, but that would be too much.]

[If she did that, Relm might get angry at her. Well, angrier than being walked in on by her sister while masturbating. She needed to play this carefully.]

Oh, my, I'm sorry, darling. [But she doesn't, like, try to leave the room or anything. Instead, she simply makes sure the door is closed behind her and- click locks it herself. She makes a good show of looking apologetic, though. She folds her hands together, resting them in the nook between her own breasts (and, of course, she was wearing a low-cut top today).]

And to think, I was coming in here to tell you to be more careful anyways...

Oh, eventually! [she says cheerily. Ah, Sanae was even cute when she was panicked.]

Did you ever wonder why we inherited this shrine, Sanae, darling? Uncle didn't end up having any daughters. Only the daughters of our line can manage the shrine... [That was common-knowledge enough. The catch to it was, of course...]

And all of those daughters will eventually bloom a beautiful divine rod like yours! I actually got mine when I was much younger. I'm beyond pleased to finally see it!

-That... That made almost too much sense, now that she thought about it. Was this a symbol of the spiritual power of the women of their family? That must have meant their mother had one, too... She looked down at herself once more, seeing what she thought of just moments before as a shameful curse in a whole new light.

A divine rod, huh?-

W-wait, you said you had one too? -She'd never noticed... but then again, when was the last time she'd seen her sister naked? Certainly when Sanae herself was too little to notice that sort of thing...-

Can I... see it? -There was that blush again, but she couldn't help the request that stumbled from her lips. If this was a rod of divinity, a symbol of their spiritual strength, surely her sister, whose heart was tremendous and deep, had a really impressive one!-

[Wait, what is she doing? The right thing to do in this situation is the apologize profusely, walk back outside, and leave the sibling you just walked in on to wallow in their shame. Camilla shutting the door behind her and even locking it only makes Relm clutch her pillow harder to her chest.]

A-are you drunk? What are you doing in here?

[And why did she have to wear that shirt? It clings right to her tits, and as low cut as it is, it's giving Relm some... unsisterly thoughts. In fact, she might just be starting to realize the breasts she was fantasizing out a second ago might be the ones right in front of her face.]

[It's only natural to worry about things like sprouting hair in new places or suddenly waking up with a penis. Girls had so much to worry about even without that!]

That's right, dear. [She'll stand up from where she was kneeling and start to undo the ties on her skirt. When that fabric falls, there is a distinct shape bulging out from her matching black, lacy underwear. If they were going to take a bath together anyways, she was going to see it, so there's no embarrassment on her face. She's a little stiff, not entirely hard, mainly from her own sense of self control.]

[It was getting more difficult, though, when she slid down those panties and knew, without a doubt, her beloved Sanae was staring at her cock.]

It sprouted when I was thirteen... [she idly runs her hand along the length of it. It was, indeed, a little bigger than Sanae's with a good thickness to it, even at half-hard.] So, I can tell you all sorts of tips and tricks for managing it.

[Oh, drunk, that was a good idea, she should have just pretended to be tipsy and let one thing lead to another. Well, for now, she sticks at the door, careful not to scare her sister further.]

Well, I overheard Mother speaking about wanting to clean your room sometime soon...

I figured I should warn you in case you had any dirty magazines. [Or, you know, were panting and moaning on her bed, looking so delectable.]

And, actually, I started cleaning it a little yesterday, just to try and do you a favor so that you could focus on your paintings... and I found your private sketchbook. [She's found all her private sketchbooks, really, and it's been going on far longer than that. For now, though, this gives her the best angle of approach.]

-It shouldn't have been a surprise, given how gorgeous the rest of Camilla was, but Sanae still found herself staring in naked admiration of her sister's cock.-

Wow... -Even not fully stiff, she could tell she'd be marvelous.- Every part of you really is beautiful, neesama... -Her nerves were finally calming. This wasn't even just a divine rod. It was a bond she and her sister shared, all the women in her family. Knowing that made her heart sigh in relief.-

I can use all the help I can get, heh. -Still a nervous laugh.-

You coulda told me that through the door!

[Relm's room is always a mess, covered in art supplies, clothes, and the occasional magazine, sure. She doesn't have anything pornographic, unless you count the artistic nudity in some of her books.

(Which she has... used for such purposes before.)

When Camilla brings up her private books, all the color drains right from her face.]

Y...you were in here? And you found that? [Even Relm can realize she has an obsession, practically the entire back half of it is filled with breasts. There has been racy things in her prior books, but never to this degree.] Wh-what are you doing going through my stuff?! I can clean my own room, I'm not a little girl anymore, you tit monster!

Here, darling, let me slip in behind you. [The bath was big enough for two people to slip in but it seems like Camilla wants to keep them close. She wants to rest Sanae between her legs and, well, if she can feel a divine rod or some breasts pushed against her back, it's fine.]

You were taking care of this, right? [carefully, gently, reading her hand forward. She still doesn't touch it, yet, waiting for clear consent.]

You could let me help you... I'd be more than happy to...

-Honestly, the weight of her sister's breasts on her back was a familiar comfort to her, helping her relax while enveloped by the warmth of the bath water. Sure, the sensation of her length below was new, but it was still Camilla, and she could still feel her sister's love radiating in that embrace... right down to her hands.

Admittedly, when she had heard "tips and tricks", this was far from what she'd had in mind, but the same instincts that had driven her to ask to see her sister's cock in the first place drove her thoughts once more to that hand, ghosting near her length, throbbing to greet her...-

Nee-sama... -A whispy, sighing breath, the words leaving her lips in a tone they never had before, not with her sister there to hear them.- Please...

[Now, it doesn't hurt to be called a tit monster, that was fine, Relm could call her that. She takes a few slow steps forward, voice quiet.]

I just wanted to help you in any way I could! I love your art, Relm... I'd do anything to support you. Mother might care more about the money but your art is priceless to me...

[And that was what made seeing those secret, hidden sketches so exhilarating. Anything Relm drew was bursting with life and she could tell just by looking at them how deep that love went. She was growing up. She was growing up and she'd only get more and more wonderful.]

... if Mother finds those sketches, I don't know what she'll do. [She'd certainly say that Relm was too young.] I want you to be able to draw whatever you like, sweetie.

[Flushing brightly, Relm's lips press together as her sister steps closer. Why did she have to wear that shirt, why couldn't she have walked in ten minutes ago, or even just a minute or two later? Now she's still turned on, watching Camilla's chest as she gets close, and feeling disgusted for it.]

Th-that's...

[It's not an excuse, she wants to say, but Camilla always has been very supportive of her. It's entirely plausible she really does just want to help her out, but then why is she still in here when it's so obvious Relm really needs to be alone at the moment? Still embarrassed, but not as badly as she was, her face twists into one of mild confusion.]

She won't find them! I hid them- well, I guess not well enough... [And she does know their mother snoops every now and then.] Okay, I'll start keeping them on me, away from where she'll see them. And I'll keep drawing whatever I like, even n-naked people!

[That please was all she needed. Very gently, she grasps Sanae's cock in her hand. Ah, the skin was so soft and supple. There was a firmness, though, that was equally wonderful. Very gently she starts to pump her hand up and down. When she pulls it down low, there's the cute, pink head of Sanae's dick. Ahh, she wants to lick it like a lollipop. Or maybe feel it inside her. Sanae's face must be even cuter when she's coming.]

Have you been doing this yourself, Sanae? [A slow but steady pace, up and down]

What do you think about? Your sister wants to know...

-The spark that shot through her when Camilla tenderly wrapped her fingers about her girth inspired a soft gasp from Sanae, her cock twitching in response, swelling up even more. Already it felt better than anything she'd done herself, purely because it was her sister's experienced, loving hand...

All reason flew away from her, any idea that this was taboo or forbidden didn't even come to mind. She'd always found Camilla beautiful, lovely, sexy, mature. Everything she aspired to be, but perhaps more honestly, aspired to have for her own. And if this was truly a symbol of their divinity, was the fact she was responding positively not its own proof that this was what they were meant to do?-

I... I think about you, neesama. You're so amazing... Ever since this came, all I could do was think about you when I touched myself...

[Ah, that's her dear Relm. So determined! With just that little edge of vulnerability that made it so much sweeter. She kneels next to the bed, conveniently resting her chest on the mattress. There's no attempt to see behind the pillow to try and keep that acceptable level of weirdness.]

That's good. ♥ [she smiles, warmly]

I could tell those drawings were full of love, Relm. I would have offered to be a model for you, but... [a tiny, wistful sigh] Clearly you're mature enough to have that part of the body down. [It's a little bit of a gambit. She would love any excuse to show her body to her sister. At the same time, though, she adds that little comment about maturity. Whether Relm reacted to it or not, well, that was out of her control.]

So, don't worry, big sis will keep your secret. [and a wink]

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