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Stormmane had been feeling uneasy tonight. He usually slept easily and woke quite rested. Tonight though was one of the rare occasions where he simply could not find any peace. He was restless. In the hopes of tiring himself out, the dark equine wandered the grand palace he called home. His hooves carried him all over with no real aim. He didn't pay much attention to where he was going, too preoccupied with the why behind his inability to sleep.

Without realizing it, his aimless wandering carried him right into the wing his sister had claimed for herself. He almost never went there, and when he did, it was only when bidden. He respected her privacy. The fact that she was nearly twice as tall as him certainly encouraged him to avoid angering or annoying her. The deep-azure alicorn was startled upon realizing where he had ended up. He tucked his leathery wings in close against his back to make himself as small as possible, and to keep from knocking anything over as he tried to sneak out. It was difficult to be quiet with hooves on smooth stone flooring.

As carefully and stealthily as he could, Storm made his way through the hallway. He'd managed to find himself pretty deep in his sister's wing. He resolved to not let this happen again. The mission to escape without detection was going well until he heard an odd noise, one he had not expected to hear. It was a moan, the sort reserved for a specific sort of activity. And he was sure it had come from his sister. Storm froze upon hearing it, craning his head about, his ears pivoting as he tried to pinpoint the source. He had come awfully close to Netherwind's bed chambers. The archway leading in was just a short distance away, and he would have to pass in front of it to get back to his own chambers. Maybe if he was quiet, he could sneak past without being seen. And yet, there was a part of him that wondered just what his sister was up to.

A quiet war of wills was battled inside him. In only a few moments, a victor emerged. Curiosity had gotten the better of him, as was commonly thought to be the nature of the demon side of the family. Unable to resist, Storm crept towards the entryway he believed the sound drifted through. Hanging down on the sides of the archway were sheer silks and beads, leaving a sizable gap in the middle. Anyone walking by would be able to peer in without any difficulty. Maybe his sister didn't care that much about privacy after all.

With great care to remain concealed and unheard, Storm pressed against the wall just adjacent to the entryway. He leaned his head back to keep from rubbing his long, ivory-colored horn against the hard surface. It would have been a rookie mistake to let that be the thing that gave him away. As he slowly leaned to the side, he was greeted with a sight obscured only lightly by the decoration framing the opening. What he saw stunned him into silence.

The tall, slender equine, deep violet in hue, lay on her back, her mouth agape, her entire form writhing in passion. Her bosom rose and fell in great, slow breaths. Her trim figure quivered as if she were straining against being teased and tickled. She was dressed in adornments that did nothing to cover her 'dignity'. In fact, they seemed to accentuate certain aspects. It gave her the appearance of belonging in a harem. That much would have been enough to leave Storm staring, but there was one additional feature that had him completely dumbfound. In all the years he had known his sister, he did not know that she possessed the very thing she was gripping and teasing now.

A large, dark spire stood proudly from her groin, both of her hands wrapped around it. She stroked the smooth length, gasping softly as she reached the head, which oozed a thin trickle of clear ooze. Below, a pair of ample swells rest against the valley of her groin, thighs parted quite wide. Each time she brought her hands down to her crotch, she rolled her hips upward as if thrusting into them. Storm was mesmerized. His sister was a hermaphrodite. How had shi kept that a secret for so long? How had he not noticed this before?

Storm stared hard and long at the glistening shaft, suddenly finding his mouth watering a little at the sight. Below, his only garment, a loincloth, began to show signs of difficulty in keeping him 'contained'. When Storm looked down to see his 'second horn' beginning to make itself known, he blushed furiously and moved a hand to push down on the bulge in his groin. As he lifted his head back up, his actual horn caught on the beads and silk, making a gentle jangling sound. The noise startled him and he jerked his head back to retreat from the potential tangle he might get caught in. He misjudged the force needed and sent himself falling backwards, landing sprawled on his back with a crash.

The noise caught Netherwind's attention and shi sat up, no longer interested in pleasuring hirself. At least for the moment.

"Storm? Is that you?" Shi asked in a silken, melodic voice.

Storm didn't answer. He instead scrambled to roll off his back and disappear back out of view. He panted furiously as he sat there, trying to keep his breaths quiet. He glanced back and forth, hoping he could just race off down the hall not to be seen or heard from again until morning. Unfortunately, in his panic, he had chosen to dive back over onto the side he had already been on, meaning he would still have to cross the entryway to leave back to his own chambers.

Silently, he kicked himself.

The sound of a body rustling atop sheets sounded, forcing Storm to strain his ears. His eyes widened in horror as he heard a pair of hooves clopping away atop the smooth floor. Shi was walking towards him. Storm couldn't move, frozen in place by panic. Maybe shi wouldn't come out far enough to see him. Maybe shi wouldn't be able to make him out in the darkness. The only light was coming from the bedroom after all. He might get lucky.

"Hello, Storm. What are you doing out of bed so late?" Netherwind asked with a certain lilt to hir words.

"I... I... I couldn't sleep! When that happens, I wander! I'm sorry for intruding! I didn't mean to! I'll just get going and get out of your hair!" He spat out quickly, feeling a bit like a child having been caught stealing from the cookie jar. His higher reasoning was inaccessible at the moment.

"Do you come wandering in my wing often?" The very tall lady asked as shi peered down at him with a wry grin. Shi leaned against the archway leading into hir bedroom, hir body turned to offer hir brother a clear view of all shi had to offer.

Storm couldn't help but glance up at hir from time to time, his eyes racing up and down hir form.

"No! I promise I don't! This has never happened before! I just got distracted and lost track of where I was!" He sputtered.

"You've never seen me naked before, have you?" The tall mare asked, hir own demonic wings fluttering softly behind hir. Shi seemed amused by all of this.

Storm shook his head and averted his gaze, trying very hard to keep his body turned so that shi might not notice his arousal.

It didn't work.

"Well I'd say you like what you see." Netherwind said. Shi reached forward, cupping hir fingers up against hir little brother's groin. The plump features shi found there forced hir digits to curl around them.

Storm hoisted himself up on the tips of his hooves, gasping and shuddering.

"N-N-Neth! Wh-what are you doing!?" He panted incredulously.

"I'm just getting a feel for what my little brother's packing," Shi said casually, "I've been wondering if you'd be worth it. And I have to say, I think you just might be. Come get comfy with me."

Netherwind then released the smaller alicorn, turning to walk back into hir bedchamber. Storm found himself torn. He wanted to do as shi asked, but by the same token, he wanted to run and hide in his own bedchamber. He glanced back and forth between the figure of his sister striding away from him and down the dark corridor that led away.

He could just turn and run. It would be easy.

"Are you coming? Or do I have to come over there and pick you up?" Neth said smoothly.

Storm jumped and hurried forward as he was told. He simply couldn't help himself. The tall, winged, horned mare climbed back atop hir bed and sprawled on hir back for a moment, then rolled onto hir side. Shi ran a single hand slowly back and forth over the mattress covered in pillows and cushions, enticing hir brother to join. Storm hesitantly climbed on to join hir. As soon as he was in reach, Neth reached out and wrapped hir arms around the smaller stallion, dragging him in close.

It startled Storm, not expecting to pressed against the lithe, feminine form of the big girl. The warmth of hir close presence was rather nice. He felt his eyes slowly beginning to close as he let the comfort wash over him.

"Oh don't go getting sleepy. I'm still pent up. I need some relief." Neth said.

Storm looked up at hir questioningly, the little knot in his stomach suggesting that he had some idea of what shi meant.

Neth rolled onto hir back again, pulling Storm on top of hir. Once there, shi sat up, forcing hir brother to slip down hir front until he could feel the heated flesh of hir rigid shaft pressing up between his legs and up against his rump. There he sat, straddling his sister's lap, trembling as he felt that impressive organ pulsing between his thighs.

"Neth... I... I don't think..." Storm stammered.

"That's the right idea. Don't think" Neth said with a grin, then leaned down to silence hir brother with a kiss.

It took Storm by surprise. His eyes grew terribly wide as his whole body tensed up firmly. This wasn't right! He shouldn't be here! The feverish fog that was washing over his senses whispered sweetly in his ear, telling him he shouldn't care. The sharp point of his mind became blunted, dulled by the kiss. Storm suddenly found himself dizzy, relaxing in Neth's embrace. It felt good; so good that he didn't want to leave, even if it was wrong. His eyes slowly drifted lazily shut.

Neth slowly caressed over the smaller alicorn's figure, appreciating his trim shape. Hir fingers curled as shi reached his rump, giving the firm cheeks a tender squeeze. When that offered only a subtle reaction, shi eased his loincloth off. The stallion's own erection, dwarfed by hirs, bobbed lightly in the open air before it was pressed against hir stomach. Again, he didn't seem to react much. And so, shi returned hir hands to his rump, then slipped a finger into the cleft between his cheeks. Aiming for a tender spot, shi gently stroked over the supple pucker hiding under his tail. It elicited a soft gasp from the small, dark male. That was the reaction shi wanted to see. He didn't pull away, but he did show signs of pleasure. With ease, the mare lifted him up further and held him against hir chest for a moment. Shi had to make sure he was lined up.

Storm seemed to not notice anything going on around him; Neth changing his position and posture, the removal of his only garment, or the fact that at any moment, someone could walk by and see quite plainly the two siblings locked in each others' arms. He immediately took notice though when a very warm presence welled up under his tail. He gasped and his eyes flew open again but before he could protest, shi was inside him. It was only the tip, but it was enough to stretch him wider than any lover he'd taken before. He was no stranger to bottoming, but usually only with someone his size.

This was a different class altogether.

A deep, guttural moan escaped the horned horse as he clung to Neth. His thighs flexed, not to close, but to open, straining to find relief from the 'ordeal'. Secretly, he had always wanted to find someone this big and test his limits. He wouldn't say it, but his almost painfully erect length, drooling freely between the two equines, said how much he was enjoying this.

"Oooh, you can stretch pretty far. I'm impressed, little brother. But don't get too comfortable. We're not done yet." Neth whispered huskily to him.

Pressure from the large, three-fingered hands pressed Storm's thighs down, not to close them, but to sink more of the already aching shaft deeper into him. Every inch that glided out of sight caused the stallion to quiver and huff loudly. Storm arched his back, his hands finding their way to Neth's chest. The pert mounds yielded under his grasp but only just. He wanted to lean back in and press his face into them. They were so comfortable to rest his cheek against.

Neth continued to ease hir brother down onto hirself, biting hir lower lip as shi suppressed hir coos of delight. As soon as shi was hilted inside him, the mare permitted hirself a sigh of satisfaction. Storm meanwhile was struggling to keep his breath at all even. He could feel the monster tucked in under his tail filling him to the point where a subtle bulge could be seen in his abdomen. The dark stallion craned his neck forward and gazed down to look at it, scarcely able to believe what he saw. Sensing his incredulity, Neth smirked and flexed, giving hir shaft reason to twitch inside him. The bulge shifted, stretching the shorter male's stomach outward just ever so slightly. It was enough to be visible, but that wasn't what took his breath away. The sensation of the stirring intruder left him shivering. He almost exploded then and there.

"If I didn't know any better," Neth said smoothly, "I'd say you're enjoying riding your sister's cock." Shi grinned widely.

All Storm could do was moan, then lean back in against the big girl. That was hir answer. Shi took it to mean exactly what shi had hoped for, and rolled hir hips. There was a sudden albeit gradual withdrawal. Shi was pulling back, leaving him feeling empty. He actually felt empty, missing the huge thing's presence. He whined and whimpered as shi continued to retreat from him, but then the evacuation stopped. Storm held himself as still as he could, waiting for whatever was to come. Neth held there for a moment, watching hir little brother, how he expected the coming thrust, how he seemed to want it. He had started to squirm when shi took too long, amusing hir further.

With a solid but slow push, Neth sank hir length back into the stallion in hir lap. He yowled quietly, pressing his face into hir bust to muffle the noises of his passion. The mare simply wrapped hir arms around him lovingly and began to rock away steadily. The steady humps brought renewed cries of ecstasy from Storm. He writhed in his sister's grasp, mashing against hir as he was taken. He could do nothing but simply let hir use him. And he was perfectly fine with that.

Neth sighed and cooed happily, finding this to be a much better way to relieve tension than working on it by hirself. Heat and pressure surrounded hir length, gripping tightly. He didn't like it when shi pulled out. He wanted to keep it inside him it appeared. Unfortunately, shi couldn't oblige him that courtesy. Maybe some other time shi'd simply let him sit on hir like that, but for now, shi needed to rut. And rut shi did. The mare hastened hir efforts, thrusting gradually faster, pushing as deep as shi could each time.

With such a controlling lover, keeping him corralled and right where shi wanted him, the way shi wanted him, Storm found himself wondering why they had not done this sooner. As shi added force, growing more animalistic, he quivered, clenched his teeth, then arched his back and cried out. A thick, sticky gush splattered across his stomach and Neth's. He remained in that position, jostled by the mare's bucks, mouth agape, eyes squeezed tightly shut, nose pointed skyward. He didn't even notice Neth leaning down to press the end of hir muzzle to his until their horns clacked together. Shi breathed slowly but heavily through hir nose as shi humped on, even after he finished.

"Good boy... enjoy the ride... now it's big sister's turn... to make a mess!" Neth grunted.

Storm's cheeks flushed as he heard those words. He whimpered and slowly crumpled in hir arms again. The bed rocked and bounced as Neth continued to thrust, hir huffs becoming muted cries as shi drew closer and closer. Finally, shi sank hirself under hir brother's tail as deep as shi could muster and squeezed him tight against hir. Hir shaft twitched with such strength that Storm was almost taken by another climax. A hot surge flooded his bowels as gush after thick gush poured into him. He could feel hir member as it throbbed, each pulse adding more of his sister's creamy essence to the reservoir growing inside him. His stomach strained and groaned as he was filled.

He felt as though he would burst if this kept up.

Gradually, Neth eased down, relaxing hir form, but keeping Storm well impaled on hir. The stallion panted fiercely, moving a hand to his abdomen. The subtle swell the foreign rod made was gone. It was replaced--hidden--by a soft paunch. The sloshing load warming his innards had filled him that much. He wasn't sure if he liked it or not. He just hoped he'd get to stay there on hir like this for a good while.

"See what happens when you go wandering in places you shouldn't at night?" Neth teased with a giggle.

Storm blushed and simply hid his face against the mare's chest again. He didn't want to admit to hir verbally how much he liked it. But he had a strong suspicion that shi knew.

"I'm sorry if I disturbed you." He muttered quietly, unable to think of anything else to say.

"I'll bet you're sorry," Neth cackled quietly, "Now, I could just let you go and kick you out of my room, watch you walk funny back to your bedroom. Or... I could just get greedy and keep you all to myself."

"Greedy? Keep me?" Storm said as he looked up at hir in confusion.

"Alright, if you insist." Neth said. Shi knew he was asking what shi meant, but shi was feeling especially naughty.

The mare gave hir brother a kiss on the end of his muzzle, then opened hir mouth wide. Storm's eyes widened as the cavernous maw stretched out before him, quickly obscuring his vision. With hardly any effort at all, Neth had pressed the whole of hir little brother's head into hir mouth. Hir broad, thick tongue lashed against his cheeks tenderly as shi let a noise of delicious approval fill his ears. Storm quivered as he heard a loud, unsettling gulp rise up from just ahead of him. He found himself pressed forward into the waiting throat beyond. How his horn wasn't bothering hir was beyond him. Then again, this whole act was beyond him.

Neth kept hir arms wrapped around hir brother, ensuring he couldn't pull away or slow hir down. Hir throat bulged as shi wedged his head in. Shi lapped away at his neck and chest as it slid in past hir lips. Shi grinned around him as he squirmed, but did little else. The mare arched hir back, steadily feeding Storm down hir gullet while keeping him firmly sat upon hir. It wasn't until shi got to the top of his belly several minutes and swallows later that shi found shi had to start retreating out of him.

As shi began to sit upright, pulling the alicorn in hir throat along for the ride, hir shaft glided slowly out of his rectum. Shi heard and felt him groan inside hir. The stallion clenched firmly, trying to keep a grip on the monster escaping his clutches. He didn't want to let it go, either because he liked having it inside him, or because he felt it might have made a good anchor and kept him from being eaten. He was disappointed on both fronts. With a soft pop, Neth's rod was free in the air once more, and shi tilted hir head up. Storm's legs kicked weakly as he glided deeper. His hips settled against his sister's jaws, his groin squarely pressed into hir tongue. Shi liked this.

A long, slow lick saw hir tongue dragged across the whole of the smaller demon alicorn's shaft, making him shiver all over again. The fleshy walls holding him in hir throat and chest had made sure he couldn't pull himself back up. He was massaged there, squeezed and squished gently by the mare's gullet, feeling it try to tug him deeper along. The sound of hir heartbeat filled his ears, offering a surprisingly soothing environment. With the addition of the oral attention between his legs, he couldn't help but find himself melting in hir embrace once again.

Neth had no intention of leaving him there for very long. Shi cleaned him of the sticky release he'd painted himself with, then swallowed again, hoisting his legs up to stuff his hips in. Storm whined as he felt himself descend further, welcomed by a powerful growl as he spilled into the chamber that was his destination. A few swift gulps dragged the stallion's thighs and knees into the hot, slick passage, coating his entire form in a thin layer of drool. Neth pushed his hooves in past hir lips and clapped hir jaws shut behind them. With one last powerful swallow, hir brother slipped from hir mouth completely and spilled unceremoniously the rest of the way into hir waiting belly.

The mare's stomach surged outward gently, stretching to house the dark stallion shi had just rutted. Neth leaned back to lay flat on the bed. Hir hands cupped against the dome of hir belly, stroking over the active swell. Oh how shi adored this feeling; stuffed full, able to feel hir meal wriggling around inside hir, feeling satisfied in several ways.

Inside, Storm was forced to curl up in the rubbery, fleshy sac of his sister's stomach. The chamber churned slowly around him, massaging and squeezing him, keeping him held in place. He was soaked at this point, but at least he could breathe, and there wasn't any unpleasant smell or sting. The gurgling, slick undulation of flesh on flesh, as well as the mare's heartbeat and slow, steady breathing created a rather unique environment. Storm was forced to admit it wasn't as bad as he expected.

Tentatively, he poked outward at the chamber greedily keeping him right where he was.

"Neth?"

The mare licked hir lips, drawing away the last few residual hints of hir brother's taste as shi found the sticky patch of his seed on hir stomach, giggling as shi ran hir fingers through it.

"Yes, Storm?" Shi cooed to him. Hir voice seemed to come from everywhere around him.

"Am I... going to die in here?" He asked, clearly frightened.

"Oh no," Neth said, "That would take all the fun out of it. No, honey. You're not going to die. I just thought I'd put you somewhere I can get at you nice and easy. You're all mine now." The mare giggled, then paused before a noisy burp rose up from deep in hir stretched gut.

The belch shook the walls housing the stallion concealed inside and he squirmed softly, not aware that his movements pleased his sister. The noises of pleasure coming from all around him, happy moans and groans, taught him rather quickly what kind of effect he was having on hir.

"I'm... all yours? Somewhere you can get at me nice and easy?" He asked, "Does that mean you're going to let me out?"

Neth sighed and shivered as hir brother's motion tickled a certain little spot low inside hir. A hand moved to hir shaft to pump the still rigid thing, while the other quickly made its way to hir womanly cleft, stroking the petals hiding behind hir scrotum.

"Eventually. Maybe tomorrow, maybe in a week. Just whenever I feel like humping you again." Shi huffed as shi began to tease hirself in all the right ways, augmented by the weight in hir middle and the movement of slowly active prey.

"And when you're done?" Storm asked, unable to keep himself from squirming. He knew it pleased hir, and he felt compelled to keep pleasing hir. If shi liked it, then maybe that meant shi'd be kind to him.

"Mmm, when I'm done humping you, I'll just gobble you back up for safe keeping. Can't let you get away. Now keep that up. It feels great." Neth said, hir voice dreamy and husky.

Storm did as he was told, stretching the dark mare's belly so that shi could pleasure hirself. Again and again shi came to climax; slowly, gently, like the tide coming in again and again. Eventually though, shi was sated and hir hands moved back to hir stomach, squeezing and caressing the dome as if it might escape if shi didn't hold it in place. Sleep quickly claimed hir, so deeply satisfied as shi was.

The stallion meanwhile remained awake for a while after shi was out. The steady, slow sound of hir breath and the regular thump of hir heart was difficult to fight against. He was so tired. The act of lovemaking had taken its toll, and his constant squirming for his sister's delight had left him aching for relaxation. Gradually, he fell still, cradled in the churning stomach. He had to admit, once he was motionless, that it was surprisingly comfortable. His eyes slowly drifted shut and his entire form yielded to fatigue. One last thought passed through his mind before sleep took him.

"Why didn't I come sneaking around here sooner?"