Memories of my aunt and sister

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Today, my uncle and aunt's nearly twenty-year marriage finally broke down. They went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to divorce, and Zhang Tingting was left alone with my third uncle. My aunt will leave after she packs her things.
I quietly watched Zhang Tingting, who was lying on my bed, crying silently and looking haggard. I opened my mouth, but no words came out. Facing her, I always lacked that little bit of courage, especially during this special time. I couldn't even comfort her.
Yes, I've always had a crush on her. An ordinary person like me has always had a crush on her—a girl who is academically excellent, beautiful, and generous—even though I, as a boy, am pampered at home, and even though she's my sister.
I sat down beside her, feeling a mix of emotions. I don't know where the courage came from, but I pulled her into my arms. She didn't struggle; her sobs only deepened her sorrow. I remember her intellectual beauty, her slender figure, her lively and cheerful nature—everything about her captivated and moved me.
However, after junior high, she easily got into the top high school, while I barely managed to get into the bottom of the third-ranked school.
The top school was far away, while the third-ranked school was closer; before that, she would only occasionally come home on Saturdays and Sundays. Half a year later, during the summer vacation, we finally had a long reunion. I had expected her
to be happy, but her face was now covered with sad tears. I don't know how many days and nights I had longed to hold her in my arms, to merge her body and soul with mine.
Today, I unexpectedly held her in my arms, and my heart was filled with joy, but in an instant, her sadness turned into even greater sorrow. After all, loving someone always makes one feel inferior.
I couldn't help but think of our childhood innocence; we grew up under our grandfather's care before and after starting school.
We shared a bed until the second year of junior high, and were basically deskmates until high school.
"Tingting, don't cry anymore." Zhang Tingting cried on my body, her haggard appearance making my heart ache. I patted her back silently to comfort her, the feeling seeping through her thin, close-fitting summer t-shirt making me feel slightly dazed.
"No, Zhang Jian, how could you be so shameless? Can't you see how sad Tingting is crying?" I silently berated my conscience. I looked down at Tingting leaning against me, my gaze passing over her pure and intelligent face and lingering on the loose neckline of her dress. Tingting, because of her crying, had overlooked the loose neckline, revealing glimpses of her white, full breasts.
No, this is your sister! I was secretly annoyed by my restless adolescence, clenching my teeth, but I couldn't shake the desire deep within me. My eyes were fixed on those white, full breasts without blinking.
"After all, we're cousins. Leaning on me like this, being together like this all the time is already enough." No, no, no, how could I think like that? How could I wish for her to keep suffering misfortune? And how could I look at her breasts? If my actions were discovered, I... even just one more glance would be enough. I swallowed hard, my eyes glued to that area. If only I really had that memory-editing ability from my dream! If I had that ability, I'd activate it immediately.
I thought for a long time, then snapped out of it and laughed at myself. I'd actually been fantasizing so much! Oh no, I'd been staring at my sister's chest for so long, she must have noticed my inappropriate gaze. Maybe she'd distance herself from me from now on. I gave a bitter smile. Coming back to my
senses, I realized I hadn't even noticed when my sister stopped crying. Ugh, I'm doomed! Maybe we'll never see each other again. Hmm, maybe my luck won't be that bad. Maybe she's asleep!
I slightly raised my head, my gaze sweeping upwards, only to find my sister's lifeless eyes fixed on my crotch, her whole body seemingly still.
Is this...is this real? I was somewhat incredulous. Why somewhat incredulous instead of completely disbelieving?
Because this was the dream I desperately wanted, something I couldn't refuse, something I'd been hoping for, something that made it possible for me to accept the surreal!
Fortunately, I was still relatively conscious. Having read countless hypnosis texts, I could still recall some of the beginnings. I waved my hand in front of my sister's eyes, no reaction. I tapped her cheek with my finger, no reaction. Finally, I pinched her waist, still no reaction. Ah, this is a beautiful doll, a doll that I can do whatever I want.
Now I'll do whatever I want—no, I suddenly came to my senses. I still needed to understand my abilities and perfect my entire plan. As for my sister's identity, sorry, with the arrival of supernatural power, this taboo became an even greater driving force for me. The only remaining warmth of family affection was torn to shreds by desire.
I'm sorry, Tingting, to distract you from your sadness, I can only shamelessly make you transfer your feelings for your parents. With three parts guilt, three parts curiosity, three parts excitement, and one part unease, I grasped her hand.
Tingting, I'm doing this for your own good. When you regain your senses, you won't hesitate, bewildered, or sad anymore, but will be filled with happiness and joy. Even if you don't know everything I've done for you, you'll still pay the price for my efforts. After all, your happiness comes from the fruits of my labor, and it's reasonable for me to accept my reward, even if the reward is yourself. Of course, you'll be happy to pay the price.
So, let's construct new memories using the sequence of construction, deduction, and editing, starting with your most profound childhood memory... "Mom and Dad are ignoring me again, boohoo." Five-year-old Tingting sat by the pond, hugging her legs and burying her head in her knees and chest. She silently shed tears alone, from afternoon until almost dinnertime.
So, Uncle and Aunt had a bad relationship when I was little. I'm sorry, I've always loved you. Please forgive my despicable act, no, please be grateful for my sacrifice. Edited: "Mom and Dad are ignoring me again, boohoo." Five-year-old Tingting sat by the pond, hugging her legs and burying her head in her knees and chest.
"But I not only care about Tingting, I also want Tingting." I suddenly jumped out of the tree.
"Really?" Little Tingting looked at me hopefully.
"Really, absolutely." I made a promise. "Pinky promise." Little Tingting wasn't confident, but she still looked at me hopefully.
"Okay."
"Pinky promise, never to change for a hundred years. Okay, you can't leave me from now on." Little Tingting smiled through her tears.
"Pinky promise, never to change for a hundred years. Hmm, from now on you are my woman." Holy light suddenly appeared behind me, and my figure became taller. (Yes, this is a special effect I made on purpose.) "Woman? Is it like Mom and Dad? I don't want that." "No, it's like the emperor and his maid." "Oh, can I be the empress?"
"That depends on your performance..."
...
Haha, the first memory planted a seed in her heart. Looking at the next memory: "Brother, am I superfluous? There are always arguments at home." Tingting looked at me with tears in her eyes.
"No, Tingting, be good. Tingting isn't superfluous." I patted her head to comfort her. At that moment, I felt particularly tall and strong, which seemed to be the main reason why she had always liked me.
Was that the end of it? No, I had to add something more…
"Brother, I like you." Seven-year-old Tingting looked at my profile and sobbed. "Let's be together, don't end up like my parents." "Huh?" I looked confused.
"Xue Baochai married Jia Baoyu. So Tingting wants to marry you, brother." Tingting paused, took a deep breath, her eyes glistening with tears and worry at my rejection. "Brother, you must always be good to me, for the rest of your life, just like Erkang loved Xia Ziwei wholeheartedly. You can only be good to me, and you can't play with other girls." Wait, what the heck is this? Wholeheartedly? Ugh, I've been watching too much TV. But... I suddenly remembered Tingting's listless eyes this morning, and the glimpse of spring from her neckline. No, don't think about these things. So, when did I fall for Tingting? Quiet, stubborn, intellectual, gentle, beautiful—what is it about her that I like? Should I really be wholeheartedly with Tingting? The hurdle of being related by blood.
Sigh, I suddenly remembered Liu Yi from sixth grade. She was probably my first love! Unfortunately, after Yangzi broke the ice between us, we became very shy whenever we met. Finally, her family moved to the city, and everything ended before it even began.
No, I can't think about it anymore. Women, I want more beautiful women. I continued editing: "No." I looked at Tingting, whose eyes had lost their light after I rejected her, and continued. "How can that be? Brother wants to have three palaces, six courtyards, and seventy-two concubines. With so many people, one can do the laundry, one can cook, one can sweep, and one can serve me. Hmm, you can be my concubine." "Oh, okay." Tingting suddenly hugged me and pressed her head against my chest. "I'll be brother's concubine from now on." "Yes, you'll be my beloved concubine."
"Hehe, pinky promise." Seven-year-old Tingting suddenly smiled brightly and hooked her little finger together. "Pinky promise, never to change for a hundred years..." Haha, further deepening the impression, making Tingting accept the reality of the harem. After editing seven or eight more memories, I arrived at the sixth grade of elementary school.
"Tingting, look, look! Ning Wenrui from the next class is so handsome!" Yangzi nudged Tingting from behind, pointing at Ning Wenrui as he passed by.
"He is quite handsome," Tingting said casually, but then noticed Yangzi's gaze shift to me, who was napping.
"Tingting, I like your brother, can you help me set him up?" Yangzi grabbed Tingting's shoulder and whispered in her ear. "Which handsome guy have you got your eye on? I'll introduce you to him," "You're being cheeky again..." Tingting rolled her eyes and continued reading her textbook. "He goes to the market with some classmates after school to play cards, you'll have to figure it out yourself." This... sigh, it really wasn't just idle talk. No wonder my family said Yangzi was very enthusiastic and affectionate towards them; she probably liked me. Although Yangzi is good-looking too, it's a pity I really treat this clingy girl as a little sister, not the kind of imaginary little sister that Tingting and Jingwen fantasize about. How ironic, I sighed. Time to revise.
"Tingting, look, look! Ning Wenrui from the next class is so handsome!" Yangzi nudged Tingting from behind, staring at Ning Wenrui with a lovesick expression.
"He is quite handsome," Tingting said casually, then her gaze shifted to me, her deskmate. Even though I was sleeping in a rather unseemly position with drool dripping down my face, Tingting just chuckled softly at my sleeping posture.
"Tingting, I like your brother, can you help me set him up?" Yangzi grabbed Tingting's shoulder and whispered in her ear. "Which handsome guy have you got your eye on? I'll introduce you to him." "You're being cheeky again..." Tingting rolled her eyes and continued reading her textbook. "He goes to the market with some classmates after school to play cards. You'll have to figure it out yourself." "Yay..." "
It's a pity my brother doesn't have feelings for you. He probably just sees you as a good brother. Otherwise, it would be so great if you could join his harem." Tingting looked at Yangzi, who was jumping up and down excitedly, and muttered to herself.
*Wow*, I then slightly adjusted and modified seven or eight more memories. With so many modifications, there shouldn't be any major flaws left, right?
"Waaah..." Tingting's sobs interrupted my thoughts. "Tingting, don't cry, you still have me, right?" I stared at her exposed skin and went to comfort her.
"Hmm?" Her sobs paused for a moment, then resumed.
"Don't cry, be good, you said I was enough!" "No, it's different, I was lying to you." Tingting's voice was hoarse and broken between sobs.
What, what? Damn it, what's going on? Is it just modifying memories, but the feelings in those memories aren't included? I grabbed her and began modifying her memories. I instantly changed the relationship between Tingting and me to a romantic one, doing everything except the last step. The memory from before was also modified to show her heartbroken and hastily offering herself to me, hoping I would never abandon her.
After the memory modification ended, Tingting in my arms stiffened, a forced smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "Never mind, let me have some peace and quiet, okay? I want to rest... Waaah..." Before Tingting could finish speaking, I pounced on her, pinning her to the bed, my hands roughly squeezing her developing breasts. My hot breath sprayed onto her face, and I frantically kissed and nibbled at her cheeks.
"Ah!" I cried out in pain as Tingting pinched my waist hard. I stopped, staring at her in shock, only to be met with a slap. She glared at me angrily, her expression one of wanting to kill me, yet I still saw fear and dread in her eyes.
How could this be...? I snapped back to reality, the suppressed lust and anger in my heart vanishing, replaced by a sharp pain. Sigh, everything had to start over. Ignoring her struggles, I rendered her into a dazed state.
I stripped off both of our clothes, revealing her still-developing body to me.
Bang bang bang, just as I was getting into the swing of things, there was a sudden knock on the door. "
Damn it," I cursed inwardly, my erection instantly shrinking back in shock.
"Who is it?" I blurted out, but my heart was still pounding. I glanced at the naked Tingting, hurriedly laying her down on the bed with her underwear and covering her with the blanket.
"You little rascal, who do you think I am?" My aunt's voice came from outside the room, tinged with suspicion.
Oh no, in my lust, I forgot that my aunt and Uncle San had a falling out and were getting a divorce; she was leaving this afternoon.
"Why aren't you opening the door? What are you dawdling about? What are you doing? And where's Tingting?" My mother, driven by lust, became increasingly rude.
"Coming, coming, keep your voice down, Tingting just cried herself to sleep." I tried to suppress my panic, hurriedly putting on my coat and stuffing my underwear under the blanket as well.
I turned and opened the door, leaning my upper body out. Right in front of me was my aunt, her face
contorted with displeasure. Our eyes met, and she remained silent. Her brows furrowed quickly; she'd seen through my act. But I was prepared. With a steely resolve, I grabbed her hand and pulled her into a similar state. Seeing her stunned expression, I breathed a sigh of relief.
I looked at her closely. Despite frequently traveling for work and getting sun exposure, her skin was surprisingly fair. Her slightly wavy hair cascaded casually over her shoulders, and her cheekbones were slightly prominent, revealing a hint of meanness. From a young age, I'd disliked this sharp-tongued, calculating aunt, even fearing her somewhat. Now, feeling guilty, I was thankfully armed with a cheat code.
Then I opened the door wide, and I was stunned. Behind my aunt stood my other cousin, my uncle's daughter, Zhang Jingwen. Oh no! I saw Jingwen staring in disbelief at my naked lower body. I steeled myself, quickly ran to her, grabbed her before she could recover, and put her in "edit mode" too.
"Phew, that was terrifying! What a damn mess! But thankfully, it's all over now." I collapsed to the floor, taking about four or five minutes to catch my breath. After calming myself down, I looked at the two realistic dolls in front of me, and other thoughts began to surface.
I devised a plan to place Jingwen under the bed; the dangling sheet perfectly concealed the doll.
Then came the mature, married aunt. I stripped her naked and had her cooperate in putting her and all her clothes in the wardrobe. Then I continued my game. Of course, during this process, I discovered and used several new uses for my ability. After
dealing with everything, I got up, locked all the doors in the house, and went back to my bed. I lifted the covers, and a delicate, fair-skinned woman's body and some underwear were once again exposed before my eyes.
I spread Tingting's legs into an M-shape, letting her lean against me. I pressed my naked body against her smooth back, letting her hold one of her breasts with one hand and cover her genitals with the other. My hand slipped under her armpits, grasping her breasts and the hand covering them. I easily held Tingting's breasts in my hands, with plenty of space between my palm and her breasts.
Then I activated my ability, restoring Tingting in my arms, the aunt in the wardrobe, and Jingwen under the bed to their normal state.
My fingertips traced patterns on Tingting's breasts, and she let out a soft moan. Tingting gripped my hands tightly, her face instantly turning as red as a ripe apple. She turned her head away, staring blankly at me behind her, her stiff body betraying her unease, her eyes filled with a complex mix of shyness and desire.
I chuckled, releasing the motionless Tingting from my arms. I gently leaned closer, watching her close her eyes in nervous shyness, and kissed her forehead. Then I slowly released her.
"Be good, don't rush to give yourself to me. Prepare yourself mentally first. Something so precious isn't worth giving away so easily." I touched her burning cheeks, then turned and stood up, pretending to put on my clothes.
"Brother, I've prepared everything, otherwise I wouldn't have taken off my clothes." Tingting stared blankly at my hunched back, suppressing my lust, and shyly hugged my back, burying her head in it, making a faint sound. "Besides, my parents don't want me anymore, from now on, Master is my only home." "Tingting, we..." I pretended to hesitate. "
Impossible must be possible. I don't aspire to be Master's wife, but I must be his lover, whether as a maid or a slave." Tingting's hands, which were hugging me, suddenly reached down to my crotch. "Master, please let your magnificent member bestow its favor upon this lowly slave." "Tingting, how could you..." I asked, my voice full of doubt as I turned my back to Tingting, but inside I was about to burst out laughing.
"Master's little yellow book isn't well hidden!" Tingting's melodious, trembling voice couldn't hide her shyness and fear about sex, and then she slowly undressed herself. The vibrant body of a 17-year-old girl was laid bare before her brother, her master. A captivating blush graced her fair, delicate face, her bright eyes revealing shyness, excitement, and anticipation.
Beneath her slender neck, a pair of white breasts and tiny pink nipples were exposed before my eyes. Looking further down, the curves of her body widened abruptly after tightening at her slender waist, finally converging at her toes along her long, shapely legs. Her
virgin vulva, only sparsely covered at the very tip, had two tightly closed labia, perhaps from excessive excitement, with glistening fluid seeping from the slit between them.
"Do you like me?" Tingting's melodious voice trembled slightly.
"Yes! Of course I like you." The superior position gave me a subtle, thrilling sense of superiority, and I pushed her down onto the bed. Then I captured Zhang Tingting's lips, quickly inserting my tongue into her mouth.
"Brother, I'm so shy, so shy," Tingting said breathlessly with her eyes closed. "My heart is pounding." "This is a new experience, proving that you like it too. I'm going to slowly mark you with my own; from now on, you belong to me." We kissed, sucking each other's saliva, a sweet taste filling my mouth. I touched Tingting's breasts from time to time. Tingting's tender nipples had already swelled and turned quite red under my caresses, but even so, they were still very tender and cute. Looking at the small, tender breasts
swaying in front of me, I had no reason to let them go. My lips kissed her, slowly moving to her chest, and I immediately opened my mouth and took one soft bun into my mouth. My hands were not idle either; one hand climbed up another peak, and the other hand held her waist, making it easier for me to savor and play with them.
I sucked on the girl's full breasts, "Mmm—" Tingting let out a soft moan. Next, I explored between the girl's legs. I looked at her fair thighs, gently stroking them, occasionally pressing on her private area.
"Ah!" Zhang Tingting suddenly screamed because Qing's fingers had touched her clitoris. Her legs closed tightly, and she grabbed my hair with both hands.
"Come on, relax, feel it slowly..."
"Master brother..." Zhang Tingting, like a clinging puppy, gently raised her hand and grasped my penis. Her delicate hand, the stimulation of incest, and the first experience made my erect penis almost explode.
Seeing that the surface of my penis was covered with clear, transparent vaginal fluid, Tingting's body slowly sank down until the penis passed through her wet, slippery labia, the very tip of the glans slightly entering her vaginal opening, which was only the thickness of a little finger. Tingting trembled, stopped moving, raised her head to look at my face, a resolute glint in her bright eyes, and said, "Please, Master, deflower Tingting, let Tingting truly become Master's sex slave." I grabbed Tingting's slender, tender legs and pulled hard, and Tingting, who was only supporting her body with her legs, immediately lost her balance. The beautiful female body suddenly fell under the force of gravity, her snow-white, soft buttocks hitting my thighs with a crisp "smack."
At the same time, my penis, taking advantage of the downward momentum, also plunged into Tingting's pure virgin vagina, the thin hymen was instantly pierced, the huge penis forcefully stretched open the tender flesh inside the vaginal canal, as if trying to reshape the tight vaginal canal into the most suitable size, a trickle of bright red virgin blood flowed from the vaginal opening, which was stretched to its limit by the penis.
"Ah! It hurts...it hurts so much..." Tingting raised her slender neck, her pretty face contorted with pain from losing her virginity, letting out a painful groan. Tears, shimmering with a bittersweet glow, streamed down her tightly closed eyes.
"I'm starting to move." My penis plunged in halfway, the glans even partially penetrating the deepest part of her flower, and I began to thrust, inadvertently opening up her narrow cervix and the mysterious depths of her uterus.
Due to the dual stimulation of deflowering and uterine breaking, Tingting trembled all over. Her upper body arched, her beautiful brows furrowed, her teeth clenched her rosy lower lip, and she kept letting out painful gasps of "ha...ha..."
Her snow-white skin was covered with fragrant beads of sweat, and the tender flesh of her vagina and cervix contracted sharply in pain, squeezing my penis painfully. Yet, I felt a mixture of pain and pleasure, my squinting eyes and soft moans revealing my immense enjoyment at that moment.
"Oh, so good... Is this what sex is? It feels so good." I was immersed in the pleasure of my huge penis being enveloped by the hot, tender flesh inside her vagina, and the immense satisfaction of deflowering this beautiful girl.
"From now on, Tingting belongs to your brother." Tingting murmured softly. At this moment, her two long, slender legs were spread wide apart, her virgin vagina tightly pressed against my genitals, skin to skin, without a single gap. A protruding bulge appeared on her fair, flat abdomen, the shape of my penis vaguely discernible.
"Tingting, can I penetrate you and ejaculate there?" Is this what a virgin is like? I couldn't help but give up my 17 years of saved-up essence after only a few thrusts.
"I, I'm not ready yet... But being able to have a child for my brother feels so wonderful..." Tingting's happy smile instantly covered up the lingering pain on her brow.
"This is Tingting's happiest moment..." Her swan-like, snow-white, slender neck was raised high, her delicate, rosy lips emitted a seductive breath, and her bright, captivating eyes were half-closed, almost dripping with moisture and tenderness...
Tentative Character Setup: Zhang Tingting: Zhang Jian's cousin, the only daughter of her uncle Zhang Jimin and aunt Ren Huiqiu. Born in the same year as Zhang Jian, but five months younger. Long hair, flat chest, long legs, beautiful yet delicate, lively yet quiet. Because her parents frequently argued and even considered divorce, she has been independent and strong-willed since childhood. She appears gentle on the outside but is actually sensitive, yearning for care, valuing and cherishing relationships, and loves children and dogs.
She is shrewd, opinionated, and calculating. She excels in all subjects at school, often studying late into the night. She is hygienic and keeps her room clean and tidy. A good student in the eyes of teachers and a sensible child in the eyes of elders. However, she doesn't know how to interact with people. While she follows the expectations of teachers and elders in her studies and daily life, as the class monitor and discipline monitor, she is seen as arrogant by some.
Zhang Jingwen: Zhang Jian's cousin, the only daughter of her uncle Zhang Jiming and aunt Li Junci. Born two years after Zhang Jian. Short hair, big eyes, flat chest, and a slender figure hidden beneath loose clothing—she exudes a tomboyish air. Due to her parents' preference for sons, she appears strong on the outside but craves recognition and respect in reality.
As a child, she was jealous of the protagonist and acted like a boy, but her desire for recognition and attention from her younger siblings gradually made her the leader among her friends and classmates. Later, she began to develop a more feminine personality, becoming more delicate and affectionate in front of close friends, starting to wear makeup, and wanting to appear more womanly. (
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