We kissed until the last few drops of cum slid down my throat. Only then did I realize just how perverse the make out session truly was. For some reason kissing my sister in human form seemed more perverse than letting her pound me to climax in cat form. Still, there was no denying how great a kisser she was.
There was an awkward moment of silence once our lips parted. Candi didn’t seem to realize just how immoral her actions were. Then again, she had sex with our parents. At least I didn’t have to do that. Not that having sex with my sister was any less perverse.
“Is it over?” I finally asked. “Can I shift now?”
Candy chuckled, then shook her head. At first I thought she was kidding, but then her smile faded and I knew she was being serious.
“But you… You promised!” I blurted out.
“And I kept my promise,” she replied. “I said the only way to activate the shifting gene is through incest, and that’s the truth.”
“Then why can’t I shift?” I asked, completely lost.
“Because this, as fun as it was, was merely the first step. The first of many.”
“What does that mean?”
All I got in response was a smile and a wink, followed by another passionate incestuous kiss. I guess I would just have to wait and see.
To be continued…
Leave a Reply