He actually committed incest with his sister.

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One time, my sister and I were playing in the yard. My sister is 16 years old and very sensible. I don't want to reveal her name.

She was wearing a simple short skirt. We played basketball together in the yard. Later, one day I told my sister I'd turn on the computer and show her a good website.

After reading an article called "Parent-Child Incest," she said it was a lie and not true. Even if it were true, it would have been on the news headlines long ago. I thought she was right.

Another time, my sister went to take a shower, and I secretly peeked through a hole under the bathroom door. I was afraid my sister would see me, but I was also afraid my parents would come home and see.

So I started planning something for my sister. I thought I'd start by following the articles and slowly designing my own sister. Just thinking about it made my heart race.

So one time, my sister had just finished showering and forgot her clothes. She asked me to help her, so I just grabbed a random piece of clothing for her. Since no one was home,

I deliberately put the clothes on the ground instead of giving them to her. My sister said, "Brother, didn't you just take my clothes to my hands? Why are you putting them on the ground again?"

So I made up an excuse, saying there were ants on the clothes. My sister said, "Oh..." So I told my sister, "Come out and get your clothes. I've already taken a picture of them for you upstairs. Get them yourself."

I went to use the bathroom first. So my sister opened the bathroom door, completely naked. I deliberately didn't go upstairs, just waiting for her to be naked.

That's how I saw everything without any problem. My sister was startled and said, "Brother, what are you doing? Didn't you go upstairs? Why are you still downstairs?"

Her face turned as red as a cherry. I told her I seemed to have forgotten something. I deliberately teased her, saying, "Sister, you have a nice figure."

She replied, "No, don't look anymore." So I told her, "Go upstairs like this. You don't need to put on any clothes because the clothes on the floor are dirty." She didn't say anything and went to her room naked. I thought to myself, "Wow, what's wrong with my sister today? She's unusually obedient to me."

Then I deliberately went to her room. Her door wasn't closed. When I deliberately walked over, I was afraid my sister would see me, so

I secretly peeked from the door. I stood there for almost an hour, thinking, "Why do girls always take so long?"

Just then, I heard someone ring the doorbell, and again, afraid my sister would see me, I walked right past her door. I was seen, and looking at my naked sister, I said, "

Let me close the door for you first, I'll go see who rang the doorbell." My sister replied, "Okay." So

I opened the door to see who it was. It was the neighbor saying they needed to return something to my dad, so I took it and left. I closed the door and ran upstairs.

I thought my sister should be dressed by now, so I went to her room and opened the door again. When I saw her, she was only wearing underwear, no bra. When

she saw me, she said, "Brother, can you find my comb?" So I said, "Okay, I'll find it for you." I was wearing shorts at the time. My sister's bed has legs that are higher than hers, so... Then

I saw my sister's comb first. I deliberately said I hadn't found it yet, so I placed my sister's flat comb on my penis and taped it tightly.

Then I deliberately exposed my penis and pretended not to know. I searched for about two minutes when my sister saw me and said, "Brother, why is my flat comb on your pants?" At

this point, I pretended to be asleep and replied, "Sister, what did you say? I'm sleeping, don't disturb me, let me sleep for a bit."

My sister mumbled to herself. She had never seen a penis before, but she roughly knew what it looked like. So she slowly placed her hand on my penis and stroked it up and down to loosen the tape.

She used it very quickly and ejaculated in a few minutes. Then she said, "Brother, get up quickly, why is there white stuff coming out?" So I deliberately

said, "That's milk." My sister didn't believe me and said, "That doesn't look like milk." I replied, "If you don't believe me, don't wipe it first, see if there are ants."

So she quickly wiped it clean. My sister told me, "I hate ants, so I wiped it very clean."

Then I thought that my parents would be back soon, so I told my sister, "Don't tell Mom and Dad today." My sister asked, "Why?" So I gave her an excuse and said, "I'll tell you tonight what the white stuff is." My sister replied, "Okay, okay."

Then, as evening approached, I wondered why my parents hadn't returned yet. Just then, the phone rang. I answered it, and it turned out my parents weren't coming home today; they were going to Grandma's and would be back tomorrow. They'd left 2000 yuan in their room and asked me to get it. So, I took my sister to buy some food. We happened to pass a park, which is mostly frequented by elderly people, so I didn't think much of it and just bought some. After we came back, we passed a couple having sex in the park, and my sister asked me what they were doing.
I said, "Nothing, I'll tell

you when we get home." As soon as I opened the door, the phone rang again. I answered, and it was my parents calling. They said, "Grandma has difficulty walking now, we'll be back in two or three days. You, as the older brother, need to take good care of your sister." They hung up.

I thought, "This is great! My parents aren't coming home yet!" So, I carefully laid out the food I bought on the table. My sister ate dinner, and she took off her clothes first.
After dinner, we took a shower.

It was a long weekend, so I started planning.

After dinner, I asked my sister if she wanted to shower together. My sister, of course, refused. I said, "You didn't want to see what's so white about you, did you?" She then agreed.

After we finished eating, my sister and I put our clothes in the bathroom.

I told her I'd lock the front door and all the doors, because I was worried our parents might come back suddenly. I checked several times. My sister asked, "Are you sure you locked the front door?" I said, "Yes, I'm coming up right away."

So, my sister and I went into the bathroom, and I took off all my clothes and started washing. I said, "Sister, can I help you wash?" I thought she'd definitely refuse, but she suddenly agreed.
She said, "Brother, can you wash my back first, because there's something hard to wash?" I said, "Okay." After washing her back, I said, "Sister, do you want me to wash your body?"

My sister said, "Okay, don't be too rough." So I helped her wash. After she finished washing, my sister suddenly said to me, "Brother, I have a question for you. What's with that white thing?"
I said to my sister, "Come here, do you want to do it again?" My sister curiously replied, "Okay."

The second time, after stroking my penis, I didn't ejaculate as quickly. About 20 minutes later, my sister said, "Brother, my hand is so sore."

So I lied to my sister... "Sister, you'll have white stuff there too." My sister didn't believe me and said, "That's impossible!" So I told her, "I'll help you get the white stuff out, then you'll believe me." So I gently put my hand on my sister's labia and slowly teased them. After a few minutes, my sister's labia slowly started to secrete fluid,
becoming slippery. So I slowly inserted one finger into my sister's vagina and gently stroked it.

I saw my sister's face getting redder and redder. After 10 minutes, a bunch of water came out. Then, my sister, still trembling, asked me curiously, "Why am I leaking water even though I don't want to pee?" So I lied to my sister and said, "This isn't water, it's sugarcane juice." My sister didn't believe me.

So I took two cups, one for sugarcane juice and the other for my sister's vaginal discharge. To avoid her noticing, when her vagina was about to leak, I first took the empty cup and pretended it was almost full. My sister glanced at it, then closed her eyes again. Then I secretly took the cup with the sugarcane juice and gave it to her, saying, "Sister, smell it." She actually smelled it and said, "Brother, it really does smell like sugarcane juice." Then I told her to drink it.

She said it would be dirty. I said, "No, just take a small sip and see." She actually drank it.

After drinking it, she said, "It really is sugarcane juice!" I said, "See, sister, I didn't lie to you." So she believed me.

After taking a shower, I came out without wearing any clothes. My sister said, "Brother, I'll go upstairs and get dressed." I told her it was okay, that our parents wouldn't be back today.

Then she said she'd catch a cold if she wasn't wearing clothes. I said, "If you're not feeling well, you want to ask me

about what I saw in the park." My sister said, "Oh, right." I almost forgot. She asked me what those two were doing in the park. So I said... Sister, you definitely don't believe what your brother says.

My sister said, "Brother, tell me!" So I made up a lie to fool her. She wouldn't find out anyway.

I told her that the guy inserted his penis inside her. My sister replied, "No way!"

So I deliberately tricked her, saying, "Sister, do you know what that girl said later?" My sister replied, "I don't want to hear it. I need to go upstairs and get dressed. I'll
be cold." So I racked my brains and came up with a good way to fool her.

I said, "Sister, do you want me to help you get sugarcane juice?" My sister readily agreed. But then I added, "If I insert my penis into your vagina, you can drink two kinds at once—sugarcane juice and milk." My sister thought about it for a long time and then said, "Brother, how about this: I'll use my mouth to help you first. If it really tastes like milk after you come out, I'll consider it." I thought to myself, "No matter how much

I ejaculate, it's impossible to ejaculate milk." So I lied

to my sister again, saying, "I'll go get the cup in a bit." I secretly added a little clear fructose to the cup. To avoid being discovered, I went to find my sister again, saying, "I'll hold the cup; when I ejaculate, I'll spit it into the cup first." My sister didn't think much of it and started masturbating.

After masturbating for 20-30 minutes, I told my sister, "The milk is almost out!" My sister went faster and faster. I said, "Sister, put the milk into the cup first." So my sister took my penis out of her mouth and pointed it at the cup. This time, my sister said, "Brother, why is there so much milk this time?" I thought, "Oh no, I poured in too much fructose."

Then I replied to my sister, "Really?" Actually, I was secretly pleased. Later, my sister slowly drank a few sips and said, "It's delicious, but the taste is weird."

I replied to my sister, "Really?" My sister replied again, "Brother, if you don't believe me, try it yourself." I thought to myself, "Ugh, I feel nauseous. I should have never said it was milk."

To avoid arousing my sister's suspicion, I licked it a few times; it was sticky like snot. To avoid being discovered, I said, "I'll give it all to my sister." If I drank it all, what would my sister want to drink? She didn't think much of it and drank it all, even licking the cup clean with her tongue. Seeing her like that, my penis got hard again. When

she saw this, she said, "Brother, why is it so big?" I said, "Maybe it's because I squeezed the milk too hard." She asked, "Will it hurt, brother?" I told her no.

Then I asked her, "Do you want sugarcane juice mixed with milk?" She nodded without saying anything and said okay.

At this moment, my heart raced. So I slowly licked her labia with my tongue to lubricate them. After about 10 minutes, clear fluid started to flow from her labia. Then I slowly inserted my penis. At first, she almost cried out, "Brother, it hurts so much!"

So I told her, "Brother will be gentler, it won't hurt anymore." I slowly inserted the head of my penis and then pulled it out, repeating this for a while. Then I asked her, "Does it still hurt?" She said, "It's less painful." So I slowly inserted my entire penis. Then she said again, "Brother,
it hurts so much!" Can we stop now? So I said, "Little sister, didn't you want to drink sugarcane juice with milk?" She quieted down again.

An hour later, I asked her if it still hurt. She said it was less painful. At that time, her hymen had ruptured and she was bleeding. Afraid of being discovered, I wiped it clean with toilet paper. Then she asked, "Brother, what are you doing?" I said, "Nothing, I'm wiping your sugarcane juice to prevent ants from getting in."

Then I deliberately sped up. Suddenly, she said, "Don't go so fast, or I won't have any sugarcane juice left." I thought, "She's finally taken the bait!"

So I coaxed her, saying, "The faster it's done, the better it tastes!" She asked, "Why?" I said, "Don't ask. Wait until it's all gone, then you can drink it and see if it's okay."

About 50 minutes later, I told her, "I'm about to come out. Do you want me to ejaculate inside?" She innocently said, "How can I make sugarcane juice with milk if I don't ejaculate inside?"

I thought, "Oh no! What if I accidentally get pregnant?" So I made up a good excuse, saying, "Little sister, I'll ejaculate in your mouth first, don't swallow." My sister asked why I didn't ejaculate inside. She said that if I did, the sugarcane juice and milk wouldn't mix. So she opened her mouth.

Just as I was about to ejaculate, I pulled out my penis and quickly put it into her mouth.

I ejaculated. Then, I secretly placed a piece of goat milk tablet in front of my glans, afraid she would see, and it fell into her mouth. She couldn't speak because her mouth was full of semen. After the goat milk tablet slowly dissolved, I added water and a little fructose and slowly poured it into her mouth.

She got up, shook her head, and swallowed it all.

I told her that we couldn't tell Mom and Dad. She asked why. I lied and said that if she told Mom and Dad, I wouldn't make sugarcane juice and milk for her anymore.

She agreed. I

was thinking that it was my last day before I died, so I lazily stayed in bed, thinking about what to do.

Just then, the phone rang downstairs. My sister picked up the phone and answered it... She talked for about 3 minutes and then hung up.

Just then, my younger sister came up into my room and opened the door. She said that Mom had just called and said she'd be back tomorrow because Dad had been sent abroad on a business trip. At that moment

, I thought to myself, even heaven is on my side! So, I decided to plan my sister's next move.
My sister then said she was going to buy breakfast, so I quickly got out of bed.
I went to my sister's room, opened the closet, and took out her underwear. Just as I was about to put it on, my sister saw me and said, "Brother, why aren't you wearing new ones?" I replied, "Sister, look, my penis doesn't listen to me anymore, it only listens to you." My sister didn't believe me and said, "Brother, I don't believe you!"

Then I took out some new underwear and put it on. My sister didn't say anything. Then, I quickly took off the new underwear and put on the old one, saying to my sister, "Look?"
After my sister saw this, she said, "Brother, your penis has gotten bigger again." So I lied to her and said, "Look, I told you my penis only listens to you, but you didn't believe me."

Of course, she still didn't believe me and replied, "..." Then she pulled my penis out of my underwear and said, "If your penis really listens to me, okay! Then I want your penis to ejaculate right now?" At that moment, I felt dizzy. I thought, "A penis isn't voice-activated, how could that be?"
So I lied to her again and said, "Maybe it's because you're looking at my penis that it's embarrassed to ejaculate."

Then I asked her to close her eyes and not peek. So she closed her eyes, and then, afraid that she would peek, I covered her eyes with my other hand.
Then, when I was sure my sister couldn't see, I said to her, "Sister, can you say 'ejaculate' to my penis?" So I quickly ejaculated, not caring what happened, in a very short time, within a minute. This was more painful than death. Finally, just before I ejaculated, I said to my sister, "You can say 'ejaculate' now."
So my sister said again, "Ejaculate quickly." I ejaculated into my sister's mouth. At this moment, my sister didn't swallow the semen. She quickly kissed my mouth, and then she pushed the semen I had ejaculated into her mouth back into mine. I thought to myself... "Wow, so my semen tastes so fishy and like bleach?"
My sister then said, "Brother, I won't let you swallow it. I want you to hold your own semen in your mouth." So I held it in my mouth, thinking that this was more painful than death.

About 30 minutes later, my sister asked me to open my mouth so she could see it. So I opened my mouth, and then she told me to swallow it. At that moment, I thought, "I'm risking it all, swallowing my own semen won't kill me," so I opened my mouth and swallowed it. My sister kept watching. After I swallowed it, I felt something stuck in my throat, and the fishy smell lingered for a long time.
Then my sister asked me, "Brother, does your own semen taste good?" I thought about it for a long time.

I thought, "If I tell my sister it tastes good, what if one day she makes me eat it all the time? That would be harder than not dying."
So I came up with two answers and made a plan in my mind to convince my sister. As for the process of convincing her, I won't go into details (please elaborate on the convincing part)).

Then my sister agreed to my request and went out to buy breakfast, still dressed.
But then my sister wanted me to go with her without a coat. So I said to my sister, "What if someone sees us? Can I wear a coat?"
My sister replied, "Then you can take it off, don't wear it!" Then it dawned on me that my sister was punishing me. I thought to myself, "My dear sister, how can you treat your own brother like this?" So I started making up a thousand reasons why I could never die. As for the content, please feel free to fill in

the blanks. Then my sister agreed again, and I could finally relax completely.

After buying breakfast, we went to the park. It was a quiet park with few people around (just one or two cats). So I boldly took off my coat and clothes, leaving only my bra exposed. My sister was startled and said, "Brother, what are you doing like that? Put your clothes back on, it's not good if they see!" My heart was pounding even faster; if we were caught, I'd definitely be taken to the police station. We strolled around the park like that. Strangely enough, the park was deserted today. Just then, as I was about to go to the restroom, a woman came out. This terrified me; my heart stopped for two seconds, and I almost fainted. So I didn't say anything, and my sister spoke first. She said (the content of this is up to you to fill in the blanks)

and then the woman left without saying anything. At this point, I had to admire my sister for helping me. As the woman left, her eyes remained fixed on me, and she kept touching her head. I wondered how my sister had managed to persuade her.

So I asked my sister, "What did you say to that lady?" My sister replied with something that made me both laugh and cry. ((This content is left to the reader's interpretation))

So I put my clothes and coat back on and walked home, thinking to myself, "You good sister, you've played such a trick on me, let's see how I get back at you!" ((A gentleman's revenge is never too late, I'll change it to "A gentleman's revenge is never too late in bed").

So I started plotting with my sister, how to get her to have sex with me smoothly, since I had only tricked her once before, and it had been two days since then. A gentleman holds a grudge.)

After getting home, I quickly put out breakfast and ate it. My sister then said, "Brother, why are you wolfing down your food so fast?" I replied, "I'm going to a baseball game." This was my prank on my sister. She didn't understand and asked, "Brother, why are you going to a baseball game?" My sister was still eating breakfast when I replied, "This way, it'll be easier to poop." She asked what that had to do with baseball. I told her it did; baseball is commonly called "baseball game." My sister immediately spat out her entire breakfast, saying, "Brother, you're so dirty! So disgusting! Brother, stop talking, it's ruining my appetite!"

So I thought, "Haha, finally got my revenge!" Then, when it was time to shower that evening, my sister went first, and I didn't think much of it. When it was my turn, I blurted out a string of profanities. This spring is really nice! This time, my sister put a huge fake spider in the bathroom. I initially thought it was real. When I tried to catch it, I said, "My dear sister, see what I'll do to you!" So the

night At 8 a.m., Mom came home. My heart started pounding. I quickly ran upstairs, took off my bra, and hid it.
Mom didn't seem to see it. She said, "Little brother, why are you running so fast? Come down and help Mom with something." Then she told me, "Dad will be away on a business trip for three months." At that moment, I started thinking about having sex with Mom.

Then I started planning... Suddenly, an idea struck me! I deliberately tripped and slammed the door shut. Mom was startled and asked, "Little brother, what's wrong?" Mom put the things down and ran upstairs. She shook me and asked, "Little brother, are you alright?" I lied and said my head hurt and I felt dizzy. Without a word, Mom carried me downstairs and drove to the hospital.

At the hospital, the doctor did a preliminary examination and then a CT scan of my head. When the doctor asked my mother... the doctor said, "Has your child vomited or had chest tightness or anything like that?" My mother asked me if my brother felt nauseous, and I said a little. The doctor told my mother it was a mild concussion and nothing to worry about. The doctor prescribed some medicine, saying that if he suddenly had a headache but didn't vomit, he should take this packet of medicine. After that, it was time to leave the hospital. As we were leaving the hospital, a nurse came to my mother and gave her another packet of medicine, saying, "If you have chest tightness, take this packet. We should also buy a corset." My mother asked the nurse, "Why do we need to buy a corset?"
The nurse said, "If your child doesn't have chest pain, you don't need to buy one." When I heard this, I lied to my mother and said my chest hurt a little. My mother wanted to take me back to the hospital for another checkup, but I told her, "Mom, I'm so hungry." So my mother had to give up the checkup and take me home first.

After we got home, I thought... I thought about how it wouldn't look good for a man to wear a corset. Then my sister came home. When the door opened and she entered the house, my heart started racing again, afraid that my sister would tell my mother.

Then my mother said to my sister: Your brother just tripped and hit his head. Go upstairs and take care of him first. So the younger sister went upstairs. When she got to my room, she was crying and tears were streaming down her face. I felt resentful but didn't dare to intervene. I was afraid she would find out I was faking it. Just then, Mom put all the vegetables in the refrigerator and came upstairs, saying:
Mom went out first to buy a corset for her older brother. The younger sister, knowing about corsets, told Mom, "Mom, one of the boys in my class is wearing a corset too!" Mom asked, "Why does your classmate wear a corset?" The younger sister replied, "It's nothing serious, just that he had chest surgery and broke three bones." Mom exclaimed, "That's serious!" The younger sister said, "My classmate still wears one, but he's wearing a women's corset bodysuit!"

Mom was shocked. "How can a man wear a women's corset? It's so perverted! I wouldn't allow it either!" Hearing this, the younger sister changed her mind. Mom said, "If you don't believe me, you can go to my school and meet my classmate's parents." So Mom immediately went to find the classmate's parents and inquired about the situation. (The details of the inquiry are too long to describe here, so please feel free to elaborate.)

Later, Mom asked the classmate's parents where to buy one, and then she went with them to buy one.

When we arrived at a regular women's lingerie store, my mother said, "Oh right, you can buy lingerie here." Then the parent said that this store had a promotion on underwear and it was very cheap, and since I was a regular customer, I would get special offers. So my mother agreed and we went into the store. After that, my mother said, "Wow... how come the underwear here is cheaper than mine?" Perhaps this is just a girl's nature.

After Mom bought a few items, she thanked the parent and said she needed to go home first to measure her child; if the size was wrong, there would be no refund.

Back home, Mom went upstairs. I pretended to be asleep. Then Mom's hand slowly touched my ribcage and chest. Suddenly, I pretended to cry out, "Ouch! It hurts!" Afraid Mom would find out, I said, "Mom, I need to pee. Can you carry me?" Mom immediately refused, saying, "Your leg isn't broken, why do you need to be carried? Go yourself!" So I went to the toilet, muttering to myself, "Waaaaah... Mom's really hard to fool."

At this point, I deliberately wore women's underwear, with wide-brimmed boxer shorts over it. Mom couldn't possibly tell.

A week passed like this. I thought I couldn't pretend anymore; she'd find out. So I racked my brains for a better method—hemorrhoids!! Then I thought, if this method didn't work, I'd have to get... Mom's whip.

Thinking that once I started, there was no turning back, I began to try it with the mindset of being scolded by my mother. So one day, I went to the toilet to defecate for a long time and thought about what hemorrhoids look like. I couldn't figure it out, so that day I started staying up late, eating spicy food, and only drinking a small sip of alcohol because I was afraid my mother would smell it. And that's how a month went by.

That day, Mom was watching TV. I changed into a women's bra and put on an extra layer of clothing. When I came downstairs, Mom saw it very clearly but didn't scold me. She asked, "Little brother, does your chest still hurt?" I told Mom it did. Mom asked why I was wearing a bra, and I lied and said it would prevent my chest from feeling too tight. Mom then asked why my bra wasn't fastened at the back and offered to fasten it for me. Then my nanny looked at the bra and said, "Little brother, isn't Mom's bra too big?" I replied, "Can I wear my sister's bra?" Mom immediately refused, saying, "No! How can you wear my sister's bra?" Then I asked Mom, "Mom, why don't you take it off when I'm wearing your bra?" Mom got angry and said, "Little brother, don't push your luck! Mom is only letting you wear it because of your chest injury." So I didn't dare ask any more questions. My heart almost stopped.

So I went to the toilet. After I finished, I felt a sharp pain in my buttocks and noticed bleeding. I told my mom that my butt hurt so much. I was wearing women's underwear and felt embarrassed. My mom didn't scold me, but took me to the hospital. I was wearing a sanitary pad.

When we got to the hospital and I took off my pants, the doctor removed the sanitary pad and didn't say anything, just said, "Madam, what has your child been eating lately? This is the early stage of hemorrhoids!" My mom told the doctor that it was mostly meat. The doctor told my mom that children should eat less meat and more vegetables to avoid constipation. Then the doctor prescribed medication, saying it was for hemorrhoids and that I should pay attention if I bled after bowel movements. Then we left the hospital.

As soon as we left the hospital, my mom started yelling at me, "Little brother, why are you wearing Mom's underwear? You're a pervert!" She kept hurling insults like that. After she finished,
I told her, "Mom, I had some bleeding during my bowel movements." I didn't think much of it at first, but when I went to wipe my bottom with toilet paper, the blood kept flowing. I thought I'd use a sanitary pad to stop the bleeding, but I didn't know where to stick my boxer briefs. So I put on my mom's underwear. At that moment, my mom realized that was true; men's underwear, whether briefs or boxer briefs, can't be stuck with sanitary pads. So she stopped yelling at me, and we went home.

When Mom got home, my younger sister was there too. Mom told her she was going out to buy something and would be right back. My sister asked, "Brother, what happened? Why did you go to the hospital?" I told her I had hemorrhoids. My sister didn't laugh; she replied seriously, "Brother, what a coincidence!" I thought, "No way, my sister has hemorrhoids too? What if a girl had hemorrhoids?" Then she replied, "Oh, let me tell you, someone in our class has hemorrhoids too!"

I thought, "Wow, what a coincidence!" (As the saying goes, good things don't happen often, but guava and wax apples are plentiful every year.) I'm really surprised by my sister's classmate.

Later, Mom came back with a bag. I asked her what it was. Mom said, "I bought you underwear." I thought it must be very plain underwear.
My sister glanced at it and said nothing, then said, "Mom, I told you, one of my classmates has hemorrhoids too!"
When Mom heard that we were in the same situation, she asked my sister, "And then what happened?" So later, when my classmate came out of the infirmary, I saw her wearing women's underwear!
When my mom heard my sister say this, she didn't ask any further questions. Then my mom asked my sister, "How does your classmate wash her bottom when she has hemorrhoids?" My sister replied to my mom, "Of course she washes it with warm water. Because the infirmary lady said that I just overheard it." After hearing that, my mom knew everything.

So when it was time to take a bath that evening, Mom said, "Little brother, wait a minute, Mom will help you wash." That's when the plan began. After entering the bathroom, I saw Mom hadn't taken off her clothes and said, "Mom, why aren't you taking off your clothes?" Mom replied, "No need, I'll wash you first." Hearing this, my heart sank. When Mom started washing my body, my heart started racing again. After my body was clean, Mom deliberately didn't wash my penis, saying, "Little brother, you wash yourself there, I'll wash your bottom clean." At this point, I didn't dare say anything and could only obey Mom. Then, when Mom was washing my bottom, she said this: "Good flowers don't bloom, but chrysanthemums bloom every day." When I heard this, I almost burst out laughing. I dared not laugh and had to hold it in. At that moment, I thought, "Wow, this internal injury might never heal."

When Mom finished washing me, she told me to soak in the bathtub, so I did. Later, Mom told me, "Little brother, you're not allowed to peek." She then used a retractable pole to cover my view with a cloth. Mom was also afraid I would peek, so she deliberately faced me to see if I was watching her shower. At that moment, my heart was pounding even faster, and I didn't care about 3, 7, 2, 1 anymore; I was going all out. Mom finished washing quickly, wrapped a scarf around her body, and then took the cloth away and removed the pole.

Then Mom came over to test the water temperature, and added some hot water. After adding it, she said, "Little brother, move a little to the side, Mom wants to soak too." She wrapped herself in a towel so I wouldn't see. When Mom finished soaking and was about to get up... at that moment... Mom lost her balance and sat down, so the towel inevitably fell down. In that instant, it was inserted into Mom's vagina. I almost burst into tears. It hurt so much that I cried out, "It hurts, Mom!" Mom pretended not to know anything and said, "Little brother, where did I touch you?" At that moment, I didn't dare to say that it was inserted into Mom's vagina, so I deliberately lied to Mom and said, "Mom, you just stepped on me there, it hurts so much!"

That's when I realized that it would hurt a lot if my vagina was dry and penetration was like that. I wondered if my mom would feel pain too.

I didn't dare ask anything, and even though I was secretly enjoying it, it hurt a lot. The pain lasted all day, so I told my mom, "Mom, it hurts so much here!" So my mom took me to the urology department of the hospital for a checkup. The doctor asked my mom if this little brother had any sexual experience. My mom thought about how the penetration happened yesterday and didn't dare tell the doctor. She only told the doctor that she and her brother were taking a bath yesterday, and she accidentally lost her balance and stepped on something. She heard a scream and brought her little brother to the doctor. The doctor examined her several times and told my mom not to bathe together next time to avoid injuring the little brother's penis.

The doctor then gave my mom some ointment and told her how to apply it, etc. (This sentence is omitted).

Then we went home, and when my mom saw my sister, I broke out in a cold sweat and felt extremely uncomfortable. Then my mom asked my sister some questions. These questions have caused me to suffer for a thousand years, only to be betrayed by my own sister's words. When my mom asked... Sister, come here. Mom asked you if any of your classmates had their penises stepped on. At that moment, I couldn't hold back anymore, so I ran to the park and burst into laughter.

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He actually committed incest with his sister.

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