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Axel spent the entire day in front of his computer screen, working on a project. He had a single goal. He had been meaning to take care of this for quite some time. His tomboyish sibling. It began to irritate him in middle school, worse in high school, and was now out of control in college. She was always pushing herself into his friend group, diverting all focus away from him. Roughhousing with his friends, being all buddy-buddy with everyone. The worst part was that he was powerless to say anything about it. His buddies adored her. His parents thought it was adorable how "close" they were. Nobody seemed to realise how much of a toll it took on him. He only wanted a normal sister. Instead of pushing herself into his friend groups, she should stick to other girls and form her own. It should not be too much to ask.

So he took matters into his own hands. He was studying the technique of subconscious hypnosis for a few weeks, and it seems like his efforts have finally paid off. The song he had been working on was almost finished. It had several safeguards. Axel felt certain he had thought of everything. It was only three phrases that would trigger a reaction. It had to be spoken by the hypnotised themselves, and there was a means to cancel them all if his sister became extremely unhappy or upset about it. He went so far as to buy some necessary items as gifts on top of that. Everything was nicely packaged as a present. Now the challenge was how to get everything set up. Knowing his sister, the best route would be the direct one. Doing it in secret would only lead to disaster.

As Axel considered how to proceed, he went for his water bottle. Rather than grab it, Axel pushed it over with the back of his palm.

Then chaos broke loose.

Too many things happened at once. Axel tried to grab the bottle after noticing it land on his keyboard. He heard the sound of the music he worked on for weeks go off. His hands were too busy catching the bottle to remove his headphones quickly.

Then there was nothing.

The next thing Axel knew was that he was looking at his computer's turned-off screen. He blinked many times, felt dizzy and disoriented. His gaze shifted to his clock, confirming that it had been hours he could not remember. His heart was racing as a flood of dread swept over him. He hurriedly booted up his computer and searched for the music file. It was gone. Everything had vanished besides a note that had yet to be completed.

“Fuck…”

For the next thirty minutes, he attempted to recall anything. He didn't remember working on the file in the first place. Only that he did. He attempted to fix the files, but there was no sign of them, and without any information about them, it was difficult to recover them. He only knew that there was a failsafe. Something that could break the hypnosis and erase its impact. There are three phrases that cause specific behaviours. To activate the safety feature, he needed to be familiar with all of them.

He felt nauseous.

There was no way he could figure it out himself. He could not turn to his parents for aid. They either did not believe him or were going to punish him for doing something like that in the first place.

His friends would throw a party with it. He would remember that for the rest of his life, them laughing and possibly making the most of the hypnosis for his humiliation. There was only one person he could ask for help, and that made him tremble with fear. He had to go to his sister. The one for whom he had originally planned everything. Axel took a deep breath and sighed as he slowly exited his room. He was shaking as he reached the door to his sister's bedroom. Axel could not predict how she would react. Would she be angry? Very likely. Would she aid him or leave him stuck in this situation? He could not really tell.

The back of his hand hovered in front of the door. He could feel his heartbeat quicken. He heard the blood rushing through his veins. But as much as he dreaded it, his sister was his only hope. He took a few more moments before gathering the bravery to knock on the door. Every second felt like a lifetime before the door opened and his sister looked at him.

She appeared upset, or perhaps busy. Axel could not tell.

"Tiff I need your help. Can we talk?”

Tiffany raised her eyebrow. She could not recall the last time her brother asked for anything from her, let alone for help. When she glanced at him, she knew there was something wrong, something terrible.

“Come in.”

Axel entered the room and looked around. He had not seen his sister's room from the inside in quite some time. He spotted posters for punk bands and cars. The space was predominantly blue, ranging from dark to light. A gaming setup in one corner, with clothes strewn about. If anyone had asked who owned that room, most people would have assumed it belonged to a guy.

“So what do you want to talk about?”

Axel turned around to look at his sister. She held her arms folded in front of her chest. Tight, ripped jeans and a loose band top were all she wore. Her short hair was unkempt and had not been properly cared for. Her slim frame is the result of years of track & field and skateboarding. Further noticeable because of her natural build as an otter. She shared Axel's blue eyes. One of the few things they did share.

"I need to tell you something. But first, guarantee me that you won't interrupt me at any time. You can say what is on your mind after.”

Axel was fidgeting, pressing his fingers against the bottom edge of his shirt. He was clearly scared and afraid of something.

Tiffany continued to stare at her brother before taking a deep breath and sighing. She relaxed somewhat and uncrossed her arms.

"I promise."

When Axel heard those words, he glanced up and directly into Tiffany's eyes for the first time since entering her room. Despite that vow, it took him a few more moments to bring himself to speak.

“I was working on something. A present, you could say. I looked into hypnosis and such. I wondered if I could give you a 'what if' experience. Of course, you could have said no. However, it would have been a trigger-based hypnosis that caused the person under it to do a few things. There would have been a way to cancel it all together as well. As I already said, it was just intended as an experience. An experiment, if you will. Unfortunately, something went wrong. I worked on it and accidentally triggered the soundtrack. Before I could prevent anything, I woke up a couple hours later. The file is gone. I am not sure why. I do not remember working on it. All I have is a note that says I need to know all the triggers to cancel the failsafe, which I don't know. So I need help figuring them out.”

He paused for a moment, letting the information sink in.

"You are the only one I can turn to for help. I understand that is a lot, and you have no reason to help, but I never wanted it to be this way. It was more of an experience for you to decide. You would have known the triggers, and only your words would have activated them. You would have had complete control. I do not have such a benefit right now. And the only way I can figure them out is to use them. Please believe me when I say I never intended to mean harm with it."

Axel went silent. He did not know what to say or what else to do. He could only hope that his sister would understand and help. Otherwise, he would have to do it himself, which looked incredibly dangerous. His heart was pounding like crazy. He could feel blood pouring through his veins. This was terrifying and embarrassing on a whole different level.

"So, what was it about? You didn't say the topic.”

Axel was hesitant to say it. Even if it was unavoidable. He took a deep breath.

"Becoming more feminine. Girly, I suppose."

Axel could almost see her face becoming darker.

“I told you, you could have done it or not. It would have been up to you.”

Tiffany frowned. She could tell that Axel needed her assistance. She was not blind to why he came up with this idea. Even if she had not planned to put more strain on her brother, she knew she was doing so by the way she treated the friends of theirs.

She noticed Axel withdrawing more and more. He began to invite friends over less frequently. Her frown softened slightly, but not completely.

"So, how do we do it?"

Axel stared at his sister, amazed that she was so willing to help. He hoped she would, but he had not expected it. When she asked, he could not help but break eye contact again. He thought about it for a bit before entering Tiffany's room. There were limited options for doing this. All he could think about was trying out sentences and asking his sister for suggestions.

“I was thinking. I can’t recall anything about the phrases. Either I try new things and hope for a trigger, which seems like a lot of luck. Or you could try to remember if we had any strange conversations in the last few weeks. Perhaps I tried to test the waters and come up with ideas while talking with you. It is a long shot, but better than guessing.”

Tiffany strolled by her brother and sat on her gaming chair before turning around. She looked at her brother, trying to recollect anything unusual about their recent interactions. More odd than usual.

Axel felt strange standing in the centre of the room, slowly walking to his sister's bed and sitting on the edge of it. He waited with bated breath, hoping Tiffany might recall something. As Axel waited for anything, time felt to slow down.

"I remember something. But I'm not sure if that will help.”

Axel looked up. "Whatever it is, it is worth a try. What do you remember?”

"We had this chat a few weeks ago. I assumed you were trying to passively encourage me to change. It was slightly annoying, but I did not give it much thought. You tried to push a point that women should try to be polite and considerate.”

Axel attempted to recall the conversation but could only frown. He could not remember it, but it may signify several things. Either it was only a conversation, or he forgot about it during the hypnosis. Which he had never intended to happen in the first place.

“Women should be polite and considerate?”

Tiffany stared in wonder as her brother shivered. He began to close his eyes halfway, and his breathing became slower and more even. His pupils dilated to nearly cover his entire iris. His posture began to shift. He sat up straight, his legs coming closer together, and his hands crossed over his knees. He looked up and squarely into his sister's eyes, a tiny smirk forming on his lips. He resumed speaking after correcting his posture and regaining control.

“Thank you, Tiffany. It seems like we found the first one. I am in your debt, but I guess that was already obvious.”

He gave a quiet, pleasant chuckle. It had a soft, almost charming quality to it. His eyes maintained continuous eye contact. There was no longer any reluctance or bashful demeanour, as she had noticed a moment ago.

“Is there maybe any chance you remember more? I would highly appreciate it.”

Tiffany blinked a few times. It was astounding and alarming how much change occurred in one second. That it even worked so flawlessly was mindboggling.

“Everything alright, Tiffany? If this is too much for you, I can come back later.” Axel tilted his head slightly as he asked the question. The emotions his sister was currently experiencing were only intensified by it.

“No, that is fine. I can keep going. Just let me think for a moment.”

“Take all the time you need.”

Tiffany's spine shivered as she heard those words. It was unsettling to see her brother in that way, but something about it made her fur stand up on the back of her neck. She shook her head slightly and tried to think back again. She now had a better sense of what to look for in her memory.

She took a little longer, now the one who casts her eyes downward to the ground while pondering. Something about Axel's unwavering and direct look at her, despite his lack of impatience, rubbed her the wrong way.

“Make up. We had a conversation about it and how you think women should look their best or some other bullshit. But that is for another time."

Axel paused for a minute, apparently thinking which phrase he could construct from the information. He knew that thinking about it would not prove that it was one of the triggers. Even if he was terrified of what it would do to him, procrastinating would not move him any closer to his objective of breaking the spell on himself.

"So, something like, Women should always strive to look their best."

The moment the last word escaped out of Axel's mouth, Tiffany noticed again how his eyes glazed over and the shiver went through his body once more. Tiffany was slightly excited to see what happened next, despite the strange nature of the situation.

To her amazement, she saw Axel gently stand up and leave the room. Tiffany's heart raced up her throat as she followed him, unsure what this trigger might do. She felt a little relieved when she saw him enter his own room. After a couple of moments she was right behind him and shut the door behind herself, not wanting any of their parents to walk in on them.

She looked around the room, noticing her brothers' obvious enthusiasm for games and anything game-related. While mainly plushies from various franchises were sitting on the shelf alongside a couple of figurines and other items.

Her attention was drawn away from the room as she watched her brother move as if he were being commanded by a puppet master. She noticed what appeared to be a present on his bed, which was open; in addition, there was a package that looked like it had been ripped open for a second time.

Then her eyes go to her brother standing in front of his mirror. His large, strong tail was gently wagging from left to right. He was wearing a relatively short skirt. A top that was loosely hanging past one of his shoulders and too short to cover his plump, curvy body. His love handles and belly were in plain view. Stockings went up his legs, digging slightly into his soft thighs and leaving a teasing dent in the skin. Some fingerless gloves that complement the whole look. Each wrist has a few bracelets on it. His nails were a teasing blue, matching his blue eyes. While working on his long hair, he wore a choker around his neck and used hairclips to create something cute and simple.

Tiffany was astonished by how much Axel accomplished in the short amount of time he was out of sight. He finished his touches with some make-up, and the dazed expression on his face gradually faded.

Axel blinked a few times while standing directly in front of his mirror. He blushed when he saw his current state. He recognised the clothes. Those were the ones that ended up being too big to give to his sister, and he planned to return later.

He examined his own face, noting the make-up and hairstyle that emphasised the beautiful blue eyes he and his sister shared.

He tugged on the top, despite knowing it would not change anything. The skirt hung just above the middle of his thigh. He felt exposed in an unusual way while also having the nagging feeling that this is how it should be.

Tiffany, on the other hand, could not believe the transformation. It was not much, just a few clothes and other fashion choices, but her brother looked completely different.

Good, even.

She shook her head at the thought and noticed her brother turn around.

“I will be happy once we are done here. This feels odd…”

The last few words sounded like a question, as if Axel was not sure if he felt that way.

"We already have two triggers, and only one is left. How much worse could it be?”

Axel simply frowned at those words. He did not know because he had forgotten everything about it, but something in his gut told him there was still something waiting for him at the end. Something he feared, even though he could not recall why.

“Then let’s get this over with. Do you remember anything else? It seems like looking at old conversations is doing the trick.”

Tiffany thought for a moment. She tried to focus on the task at hand, but she could not stop looking at her brother. Something about the way he carried himself, combined with his look, drew her in. She never expected her nerdy brother to look so good.

Appealing…

She rubbed her eyes, which seemed like an attempt to delve deeper into her thoughts. Which was not incorrect, but for a different reason than Axel likely assumed.

Tiffany did her best to delve as deeply as possible into her memories. She tried to recall any conversations that annoyed her. After all, the last two triggers stemmed from such conversations. Despite her best efforts, she was unable to recall any other topics. If the conversation was not annoying, it could have been something else. Perhaps something only mildly unpleasant or even frustrating.

She removed her hands from her eyes and opened them wide. It could not be that conversation. Tiffany remembered how irritated and even frustrated she felt after it.

"Do you remember something?" Axel was relieved and slightly concerned about his sister's reaction.

Tiffany was not sure if she should even discuss it. However, she could not think of much else. She frowned, trying to think of the best way to say it.

"Yes, I remember something. Just thinking about it is kind of making me upset.”

Axel's worries increased as he heard that.

"We had a very frustrating conversation about what you believe women should be like. I have never heard a more unrealistic virgin expectation. God, just thinking about it makes me want to kick your ass. Telling me dead serious that women should always be happy to please and have sex is insane. Objectification much?”

Her brother could not recall the conversation. Even when he was tempted to speak out against it, Axel was more concerned with the consequences. If he put that into the triggers, he would be fucked, both literally and metaphorically.

His cheeks blushed again.

"If you are correct with that one, it would mean..."

Axel could not finish the sentence. Tiffany's anger subsided almost immediately as she realised the situation. Her brother, on the other hand, was hoping he was not such an idiot as to include something so explicit in the hypnosis.

However, if he did, he was merely receiving what he deserved in some way.

Tiffany attempted to diffuse the situation slightly. "You only have to say it, and we can activate the failsafe, and everything will be fine."

A frown settled on Axel's face. "I do not think that works. If I recall correctly, you cannot trigger something while another trigger is active in order to ensure that nothing incorrectly mixes. Besides, this one is different from the other two."

Axel stopped for a moment. His voice became more silent.

"This is a trigger that does not activate immediately. If it is really something about being ready all the time, it only triggers when someone asked for the… you know…”

Only in that moment did Tiffany finally understand the issue with this. There was another layer to that one. They could only be certain that it was a trigger if someone asked Axel to have sex. Her heartbeat quickened as she began to put more together.

The only person her brother could ask for assistance was her.

She swallowed hard before returning her focus to her brother. Even with the blush on his cheeks, he did not hide his face or look away. He was playing with his fingers slightly, but it seemed less nervous and more shy. He had one foot on top of the other, and his large otter tail was partially wrapped around his own leg.

“I don’t know, Axel. That may be a bit much."

Her brother, in turn, appeared equally conflicted. He wished there was a better solution.

"You know our friends. If I went to them, what do you think would happen? Our parents would be even worse. I am not sure how I feel about it, but you are my only option for getting out of this hypnosis.”

Tiffany did not have to think long about what would happen if Axel brought up this issue with their friends. And the thought made her shiver. Their parents were clearly not an option.

"Perhaps it is not the final trigger, and we are worrying too much." Axel attempted to calm the situation in some way.

"How do you even phrase it?"

Tiffany asked her brother, who took a moment to think. He obviously hesitated before opening his mouth again.

"If I were to write it, it would probably go something like this." He paused for a moment, aware that his next words would have a significant impact on what happened next. "Women should always be eager to please.”

Both of them waited for a reaction. But the usual shiver through Axel’s body, the half-open eyes, the even, steady breathing. Nothing was happening, indicating that this was not the appropriate trigger sentence. Or Axel was correct, and it will only activate if the condition is met.

It was now up to Tiffany to carry it through. Axel could not do much more to find out about this possibility.

She never felt so nervous. She wasn’t even that nervous for her own first time. Her skin felt charged, and her fur stood up. Her heart was beating rapidly, and blood was rushing through her ears.

"Would you...?" Tiffany paused again, as if she were getting cold feet. She finally frowned and gave an irritated grunt. She was not getting nervous, that was not her thing and she was not going to start doing it now. "For fuck's sake." She looked into her brother's eyes and spoke the next sentence with more frustration than anything else. "I want to fuck."

There was nothing at first, and Tiffany thought it was not the appropriate trigger. She was relieved and ignored her feelings of disappointment.

But then it happened.

She noticed a shiver run through Axel's body, his eyes slightly closing and his breathing even out in a trance-like state. This time, it did not end there. Tiffany could see an intense blush on her brother's face. His breathing, even when steady, was becoming deeper. She watched him slowly approach her.

In her mind, she knew she had to stop it. To figure out how to get Axel out of this situation before anything else happens.

Her attention shifted to his face, the adorable make-up and cute hairstyle. How the clothes looked great on him. How they flawlessly highlighted all of his amazing assets.

Before she could think about her own actions, she grabbed his hand and pulled him out of his room and into hers. She directed him onto the bed. When she leaned down and pressed her face into his soft belly, her hands on his sides gripped his soft love handles without saying anything.

"Fuck, you are not supposed to look this good. Feel so amazing… Smell so breathtaking.”

She got a shiver and a laboured moan in response, which lit up her skin with desire. She could not believe she was doing this. But everything about it seemed right. It sparked a hunger in her chest. A desire to claim.

She pushed his top high enough to free Axel's chest, pressing her face against those soft moobs and reaching for each of his nipples. She was placing hot kisses on his skin, and every moan, shiver, and gasp fuelled her desire even more. Her hands moved down to the skirt, slowly opening it before slipping it off.

To her surprise, he wasn’t wearing any underwear. Perhaps he had none on hand to satisfy his hypnosis earlier.

"You are already hard. Is my beautiful girl enjoying the attention?" Her voice was full of desire and arousal. She was too far gone to be concerned about the consequences anymore.

She reached for her nightstand and took out a bottle of lube, relieved to have one on hand all the time. She took a significant amount of it in her hand. "Lift your pretty legs and let Big Sis take care of you."

Axel did not hesitate for a second. He exposes his most precious and intimate place to his sister. Tiffany licked her lips at the sight. The untouched pucker winking and twitching in anticipation heightened her own arousal even more. She felt herself getting wet in her own underwear.

She reached out and rubbed the warm muscle, eliciting a moan in response.

“Relax, my pretty girl, no need to worry.”

Tiffany could feel that muscle relaxing as a result of her own efforts as well as Axel's active attempts to relax his muscles. It did not take much coaxing before her finger slipped in. She had to swallow her own moan as she felt the tight warmth around her finger.

Axel did not hold back. He arched his back and moaned loudly at the intrusion.

She moved her finger back and forth, allowing it to relax even more, eventually slipping a second finger inside. The moans and reactions she received from her brother turned her on like nothing she had ever experienced before. Her own jeans were becoming wet. She never leaked that much ever before.

She slipped her fingers out of him, receiving only a needy whimper in response.

She could not wait any longer.

She removed her jeans and underwear before grabbing something from her closet. When she put it on and turned around, Axel could see what it was. A strap-on. His eyes widened for a moment before he raised his legs higher and moved his hands to his own soft, chubby ass cheeks, spreading them as far apart as he could.

“Tiff… please… I need it.”

Tiffany let out a possessive growl as she approached, lubricating the strap-on and placing it against Axel's winking and slightly open pucker from her work just moments before.

“Don’t worry, my pretty girl, I will make sure you never forget this.”

She pushed her hips forward, feeling the slight resistance, and then, as the toy slipped inside her brother, she let out a groan of delight, while Axel let out a wanton moan.

"Yeah, baby, just let out those sounds. They are so damn hot."

She grabbed his ankle to help him keep his legs up as she pushed deeper into his tight passage. She could feel the resistance, as the strap-on was designed to provide her with pleasure in return.

"You are really tight."

She began to settle into a gentle rhythm, gradually pushing more into her brother. His eyes were closed, his mouth was wide open and his tongue rolled out. She could see his toes curling and spreading randomly. His own cock throbbed and leaked pre. His soft body jiggled alluringly with each thrust. On top of it all, there are those sweet moans. Tiffany has never seen anything sexier than this.

She could feel herself losing control as she began to thrust harder into her brother, only to hear even sweeter sounds from him. She was getting close, her own juices running down her legs without a break.

Then she noticed Axel arch his back and moan out loudly. Without warning, his cock erupted, spraying cum all over his belly and chest. The sight pushed her over the edge, causing her to let out a deep moan as she came hard, never stopping to thrust into him while the two of them came as hard as they had never before.

They both breathed heavily as they looked deeply into each other's beautiful blue eyes. Axel's long, strong otter tail has begun to wrap around her own. Tiffany did not think twice as she leaned down and kissed her brother deeply and passionately. He responded immediately, wrapping his arms around her neck and leaning into a deep kiss.

Tiffany's kiss did not break as she began to move her hips again, swallowing her brother's needy moan. He wrapped his legs around her hips, letting her know he wanted to keep going as well. Getting lost in a world of pleasure and desire that neither of them expected to exist, but which they never wanted to leave.

—

Neither of them knew how long this lasted. How many hours have they spent getting lost in this pleasure? Both of them lay silently in Tiffany's bed. Axel snuggled against Tiffany's side. His head rested on her shoulder. She held him close and ran her hand in random patterns along his back.

"Never imagined this would end like this."

Tiffany chuckled briefly, looking down at her brother.

"Neither had I. Are you out of the trance now?”

Axel was unsure whether he should respond or not. “Have been after my first orgasm.” He replied quietly. His cheeks blushed, and he quickly hid against Tiffany's shoulder. She could tell right away that her brother was back and no longer under the influence of hypnosis.

"You broke it completely."

He nodded. Not saying anything more.

"So, what now?"

That caused both of them to become silent for a few moments.

"I suppose Mom and Dad have to accept that they have a tomboy daughter and a femboy son."

Axel was looking at his sister, his face still flushing profusely. He was unable to maintain eye contact, he added. "And I liked how you called me pretty girl."

Tiffany smiled broadly and leaned down towards him. “And I liked when you started moaning my name~ I will keep calling you pretty girl if you promise me to keep doing that as well.”

Axel blushed even more and only nodded gently. “I’d like that.”

Tiffany drew Axel even closer to her before kissing the top of her head. Their tails curled around one another under the sheets.

He was deep in thought as he snuggled up against his sister. Tiffany had never heard him laugh like that before.

“What is it?”

Axel looked her in the eyes and simply chuckled again.

"I thought that teaching you how to be more feminine would solve my problem. It seems like instead of showing it to you, I needed to show it to myself the entire time."

Tiffany began to laugh softly, saying nothing more and kissing Axel's lips. He only moved one hand to the back of Tiffany's head, leaning in for the kiss in return, unable to recall the last time he had felt so relaxed in his life. Tiffany smirked as the kiss broke.

“And getting your brains fucked out for hours by your Big Sis.”

Axel could only chuckle. "And that."