by Writing Shark
The Blessings of Turbo Capitalism
The sun hasn’t risen yet but Millie Lynchwood wakes up anyway. Something is different, something is missing, and she knows it’s her big brother. Sleepily she sits up in bed, rubs her eyes and notices how her pajamas with the airplanes on them wrap too tightly around her body. She really is a bit… okay, actually way too old for pajamas and all that stuff. With crusty eyes she looks around the still dark room. After all, she already has a boyfriend. The thought is enough to fill her with energy and anticipation. Quietly, she flaps back his blanket. She smells him and the cleanser her mother always uses. As she does so, she exposes the naked body of Denise, which is curled into a ball at her feet, then quickly turns back the covers and smoothes them down to keep the chill of the morning from getting to her companion. Then her eyes wander to the door of the room and the familiar desire takes possession of her. Quickly she looks over to Denise again and thinks if it is the right thing for her but also for her BB if she leaves her alone in the room. Finn would surely be proud of her if he knew how much she worries about her harem sisters. Finally, Millie comes to the conclusion that Denise will also allow her her morning rituals, especially because she still has to find them for herself in the new environment. That her big brother will create these rituals for Denise is as certain for his little sister as the next sunrise.
With this realization, two petite bare legs swing out of bed. They flinch a little at first from the cold of the floor, but the thought of their BB makes them step firmly and scurry lithely out of their room. In the hallway, the new situation confuses her a bit until she finally remembers that her brother is now in the room Maureen occupies, formerly the one of Megan. With an excited grin that can’t quite displace her tiredness, she rushes across the hall and puts her fingers on the doorknob. What will await her in her oldest sister’s room? Millie knows, of course, that her brother had sex last night. The youngest Lynchwood likes Karen. She’s a beautiful woman, but so are all of his girlfriends. Still, Millie is aware of the differences in the bodies of the various girls in her group. Most of all… She raises her hands and feels her small breasts. She doesn’t feel shame or sadness, she wouldn’t do that to her brother. She knows that she will probably stay flat forever, but she also knows that this does not matter for the love of the most important person in her life. Only sometimes, very rarely and only out of curiosity, she wonders what it would be like to have such big, round breasts like her sisters and Karen. Maybe her brother will let her touch them once if she asks him nicely.
Then she remembers that she is touching herself in the middle of the hallway. That would only get Finn in trouble, so Millie smiles as she pushes down the door handle and enters the dark room. She immediately sees that all her siblings are still asleep. Maureen is lying on her side of the bed, neatly wrapped in her blanket, and Millie can see her brother behind her. She happily sneaks around the room, dodging the knickers and shirts scattered on the floor. At the very back of the bed lies Megan, snoring softly and kicking her arms and legs out of the covers, her hair plastered to her face. Millie grins in amusement as she imagines what must have happened here yesterday. But then she can’t take it anymore herself and puts her knee on the mattress which seems kind of damp. It is difficult to reach her destination and she tries slowly and carefully not to wake Maureen. But then Millie squeals in surprise as her biggest sister grumbles annoyed and grabs her by the waist.
“Morning sunshine” she grumbles and Millie giggles as Maureen pulls her over and puts her down next to Finn. The whole thing goes more bumblingly than expected but Finn doesn’t stir. He lies turned to the side, his face turned to Maureen, no doubt dreaming of his girls. Sighing contentedly, Millie snuggles up to him, wraps her legs around him, and quickly falls asleep so she can wake up next to him.
She doesn’t mind at all that her morning routine has changed. Since it’s still vacation, she wouldn’t expect her BB, who likes to sleep in as much as she does, to get out of bed early. Sure he finds this thought funny but Millie realizes that she has now found something much better than heating up the bathroom for her to show his affection. Still, and with some shame, she realizes that she is happy to see Maureen get up and rush to the shower. Millie does not like cold tiles under her feet. As morning falls, Finn has snuggled up to her as well, and somewhere an arm of Megan is still stuck – probably more by accident than plan – in the whole mix of siblings.
The moment Finn opens his eyes and the first thing he sees is his little sister is the greatest moment of the day for Millie. Then she spends a few more minutes in the bathroom with him and Megan, cuddling, whispering and laughing quietly until they are all three awake again. Then the door opens with the familiar knock of the harem and Maureen appears with a towel around her head and body.
“Denise is already awake” she informs her brother. “You still have to take her collar off. Mum just asked her about her morning and she pretended she was still tired and just nodded. Delicious sight.”
“Shit,” Finn grumbles, swinging out of bed as well. Millie looks at his body and something tickles her between her legs. She already knows the feeling and with a glance at Megan she realizes she’s not the only one who feels this way. But it doesn’t help. Millie can stay in bed, together with Megan, who also stays longer today, while Finn rushes first to Denise, then to the shower.
“Today is going to be a good day,” the Princess says to herself rather than to her sisters.
“Any day with him is a good day” laughs the wombat, patting her head. Millie grins. While the middle sister turns to the others.
“So,” she says, clapping her hands to wake up. “Today, I call the shots.” She grins cheekily to the group.
“Didn’t you get most of him yesterday?” asks Maureen, and Megan pouts.
“Yeah, I did,” she grumbles, but then pulls herself together. “But still!” There’s her bubbly temper again. Maureen seems to like it and hands her sister her cell phone. The calls are made quickly and no one can resist Megan. “This will help him too” she comforts her little sister and explains her plan to which the older one also agrees.
“Are you sure?” the head of the harem wants to know as he shovels cereal down his throat with a large spoon. Sitting next to him at the table are his sisters and Denise.
“We think it’s a necessary idea” says Maureen, siding with her sister. Finn can’t say anything back as the doorbell rings. The father opens the door who has to go to work later today.
“What are you doing here again?” hears Millie ask him good-naturedly. Only seconds later, her father pushes Emma through the door. Denise and Millie run to hug her and Millie is happy to see the content expression on her Biggie’s face.
“Hey honey” he greets and gives his girlfriend a kiss on the lips. Not too forward in front of the others, Millie notices that too, but still feels something like longing when she sees Emma leaning on him. “Did the girls tell you about their plans?”
“You mean did Megan tell me about her plans for everyone else?” Millie snorts in amusement as she sees her middle sister plump out to defend herself against the nicely meant jab.
“That’s a good plan!” she exclaims, punching Finn in the chest instead of Emma. Megan gets her rush through the kitchen and Millie is pleased to see her sister so happy. Then the doorbell rings again. Again her father goes to answer it.
“Finn, you have a visitor. Again…” This time Karen Grant pushes past him.
“Morning Mister Lynchwood,” she greets her father, then waves to the others. “Hey Finn.” Even Millie recognizes the struggling emotions raging inside her newest companion. At their friendly embrace, however, she can’t stop grinning. “So, are you and Emma having a good day while the rest of us are out shopping?” she wants to know, and is taken aback when she recognizes her friend’s face.
“I’ll come with you” Emma says, looking torn as well.
“Oh…” makes Karen only knowing that with her action yesterday she put an end to a romantic date between the two of them. Megan also presses her lips together.
“Son,” His father begins. “Don’t forget your girlfriend.”
“No father,” says Miss Grant’s boyfriend, also looking hesitant. He tries to shrug it off but his father doesn’t let up. “You have a responsibility to her. And to the society in front of whom you took her as a girlfriend.”
“Yeah dad, I know.” Karen immediately notices that her boyfriend is defending himself. She doesn’t know him that way. But the real surprise is yet to come. “Your mother would kill us both if you let Emma down. You because you only have one girlfriend…” He lets his words hang heavy in the air. “And me for raising a boy who can’t keep ‘him’ in his pants.”
“Dad!” Finn really blurts out. “I don’t… I don’t do that.” And then Karen sees why Emma really is a perfect friend. In an act of not often seen audacity in public, she wraps her arms around Finn from behind and presses her lips to his.
“Don’t worry mister Lynchwood. Finn is quite the gentleman and takes good care of me. And I couldn’t be happier with the way he divides his attention.” This seems to put everyone at ease, and Karen again finds something to admire about the quiet bookworm. She herself doesn’t dare say anything, doesn’t even know if her parents know she was here yesterday.
Hours after lying in bed at home, she was still fingering herself and couldn’t get her mind to stop thinking. Finn was in her head, his voice, his smell. Astonished, she had realized that she would never forget the feeling of cold air coming from her wet breasts. She had grown hot at the thought. Then even hotter as she had whispered over and over, ‘I have a boyfriend…. I have a boyfriend.’ Just having Finn in her life was proof enough that he was the one. Then pride had followed. With him by her side, someone who enhanced her best aspects and understood and also enhanced her worst, nothing could go wrong. She had felt invincible. He just made me come with his tongue, she had thought to herself, giggling into her pillow like a teenager in love. She couldn’t wait to introduce him to her class. Surely some hearts would be broken but she didn’t care. But then Karen had also thought of Emma and she had been startled. The girl with the glasses and the snub nose would be his girlfriend, not her. The days of being adored are over. She isn’t going to treat her boyfriend like that. Even if he has the luxury of multiple girlfriends, Karen knows what she is getting into and she wouldn’t have it any other way. Something about him is different, she had thought, and was looking forward to finding out what it was. That it was there she knew. Maybe the way he treated her? Karen can’t continue her thoughts and is brought back to the present by Emma and Finn.
“Still. I really want to go on a date with you.” In response, Emma kisses him on the mouth, long and clear for all to see.
“It’s okay honey,” she tries to reassure him. “Tomorrow, okay?” Emma knows what look she just put on. It’s the one she’s been giving Finn her whole life. Pure love and affection. It’s good that she can act on her feelings now. And she loves her boyfriend for that. That ‘But tomorrow’ has become a kind of mantra is a bit silly, but that’s part of sharing your life with Finn Lynchwood and that’s what Emma Jackson wants.
“Tomorrow. I promise. I’ll think of something nice to do.”
“Netflix and chill?” It warms her heart every time to see how the love of her life responds to her. And as his arms close around her, she feels safe. Then the doorbell rings again.
“Damn it Finn!” it sounds from above. “Get your damn harem under control already!” All the faces around the table freeze for a few seconds in chalky shock. The face of Finn turns bright red and he slaps his hands in front of his face. Then peals of laughter erupt while those around look at each other in relief.
“Shit, that was close,” he grunts but doesn’t find this funny at all. Emma can’t help but hug him again and press her cheek firmly against his. Then she adjusts her glasses, which have slipped due to the hug, and the group welcomes the two newcomers. The McKinley’s have no idea why everyone is in such a good mood and aren’t sure how to feel after greeting their friend’s father. Finn, of course, takes over and kisses them both on the cheek after making sure the coast is clear.
“We missed you,” Claire says, pressing herself against him.
“What happened?” Susan wants to know. She is directed to Megan who whispers something in her ear. Susan blushes and whispers the secret to her sister, who also turns the color of a ripe apple. Then they both look at Karen.
“Hello,” Claire greets.
“Hey,” Karen waves. Then the amused giggle of Megan sounds behind them. She’s standing next to Finn with an arm around him.
“This is exactly why I wanted us to meet today” she says, pinching her brother’s side. “Dad’s right. You’re expanding your… Collection so fast, we poor woman have to keep up.
“Yeah… ‘Scuse me,” Finn grumbles.
“‘Scuse me” Karen does too, rubbing the back of her head.
“Come on” Maureen ends the awkward silence as everyone in the room – including Finn and Karen herself – realizes what Finn accomplished last night. “Get our beauty queen into town and dress her for the ball with her prince.”
“But you’re coming too,” Megan says defiantly, and this time her sister blushes around her cheekbones.
“I… don’t have money for that anymore” she admits awkwardly. “You guys have already helped me so much with my new clothes…” Megan understands and remains calm. Her cash reserves are just as strained as the ones of Finn after the week at the lake. “It’s not all that bad,” the oldest sister waves off lightly. “You guys have a nice day and I’ll help Finn with the chores…or whatever he does at home without his girlfriend.” The winked ending to the sentence puts them back in a better mood.
“Well,” Karen then mutters, drawing the group’s attention. “I still have some savings…. a few hundred dollars, maybe.”
“Karen…” begins Finn, but is prevented from continuing by the girl.
“No, it’s okay. I don’t mind, honestly.” She looks around the group and paws. “I’m new to the group and…. uh… I think this is a good way to show you all that I mean business.”
“But you don’t have to,” Finn says, sounding alarmed. “Money is not an issue here.”
“Exactly. It’s just money.” Karen looks down at herself. “I’ve made a lot off my body.” She nibbles her lower lip, eyeing her boyfriend as her fingers twitch. “I think it’s nice when I use the money to do something good for my sweetheart and his girls. I’m happy to help.” Finn reassures himself again, and Emma is proud to see that he cares so much about Karen, but she remains adamant. “I’m not going to be talked into this. My… Colleagues?… Need me and I want that.” Finn nods.
“Then I guess it’s just me and my collection of porn for the next few hours.” The girls laugh. As if Finn would have time for anything like that in his life.
Emma gets back into character and shoos Millie, Denise, Susan and Claire after Megan and Karen into the car where Maureen is already waiting for them. With a satisfied smile, Emma watches as the younger girls crowd into the back seat while she rides in the car with Karen. We really need something bigger soon, she thinks to herself as she climbs into the car with the newest member of the best group. Karen is just about to buckle up and get everything ready for the ride and Emma does the same.
“Thanks for helping us out,” she tells her friend, “I have very little left myself, but I want to be involved.”
“Megan told me the same thing” Karen grins, then quiets as Maureen rolls onto the road in front of her. “We’re all in the same boat, and I want to prove myself to you.” Emma nods in agreement.
“Yeah I understand that. I felt the same way in the beginning.”
“Three weeks ago,” Karen specifies.
“Yes,” comes back the shrieking answer. Emma looks out of the window in love. The houses of the city’s suburbs rush past the window, children play in gardens and on playgrounds, the sun is high in the sky and warms the couples walking hand in hand along the sidewalks. She desperately wants to do the same with Finn. She misses him. “Things move fast in our group. They have to. There are too many of us to pick our battles.” Emma thinks about the past, actually the last few weeks. So much has happened. “Denise, Josh, Maureen, now you. Things are happening really fast and we need to help Finn so he can be there for us. We can’t afford to be lazy or think we have all the time in the world. How long would Denise have lasted with her family before…” Emma has to break off. She likes Denise, so do the others. She likes being there for them.
“You already sound like you’ve been with Finn for years” Karen gushes in awe. “And yet you still have the shakes.”
“The shakes?” That’s enough to make Emma focus on the other girl, who steers the car behind Maureen to the town mall.
“I see that, Finn I think too. Your hands shake when he’s near you. I know that from the… Boys I’ve been with. Used to. Not anymore.”
“I really love him,” Emma says, she can’t say more, it’s all normal for her. “I’ve always loved him. He… is perfect for me. I’ve never had a reaction like this before but it doesn’t bother me. I like to show him how I feel about him, how I like to submit to him. And he rewards me for it every time.”
“Wow. You really sound like you’ve been fucking him for years…. Sorry, sleeping with him.”
“That’s okay,” Emma laughs. It’s easy for her to see something different in her longtime friend now. And Emma wouldn’t be surprised if everyone knew she was one of the girls at school wondering what Karen looked like naked. “Maureen had to learn that too. And it’s not like such vulgar language is forbidden. I spoke that way the first time I talked to him, too.”
“How many times have you… then…” Emma pauses a bit at the question, but thinks nothing more of it. If she were in the place Karen is now she would also want as much information as possible.
“Oh not so much” she admits and something stings her stomach. “Well, we got together pretty quickly at the lake. Megan sent me up to see him and…. well, you know. After all, he’d just gotten together with his sisters the day before.”
“That’s right. You never really had him to yourself.”
“Oh, I never wanted to.” Emma winces. “I mean, I never needed that. I mean, I wanted to, but…”
“Hey, it’s okay,” Karen reassures her in return. “It’s not like I’ve ever known it any other way. And in our situation, we knew what we were getting into, right?” She smiles kindly at the bookworm, but grimaces when she sees what’s coming her way.
“You had the advantage of knowing.” Emma smiles but seems a little forced. “You already knew how things would go when you joined his group. I… I thought for a brief moment that it was just me… Megan and Millie.”
“Oh…” Karen feels a little uncomfortable at the thought that Emma might have seen something in Finn that wasn’t there. “How are you dealing with that?”
“Oh that’s not a problem.”
“Really?”
“Yes, really.” Then Emma thinks more carefully. “I myself knew that I wasn’t the first and the last. And I think it’s really unfair to others if I deny someone their happiness with Finn even though his sisters gave me the best life with him. I have no right and… no, I don’t want it to be different. I…” Again she breaks off and this time she doesn’t speak further.
“You know that you can say something when you feel bad?”
“I don’t feel bad. I just… miss him when he’s not with me. And… And I don’t know if I’m allowed to.” That’s tough stuff for Karen who is also just new.
“I told Finn I loved him last night, too. He had to tell me three times before I realized it. I was so embarrassed, you wouldn’t believe. But then we had… well, you can’t call it sex, we… made love…”
“I’ve heard that before,” mumbles the girl in the passenger seat, putting her hair in front of her face.
“In any case, it was really nice, really, really special for me. After that I left quickly and we still told each other many times that we love each other. But I still think I should have made it better, more perfect for him.”
“Yes, I understand that.”
“It’s pretty impressive to see Finn handle the situation and make us all happy.” Karen looks over at Emma who also dares to return her gaze. “I’m looking forward to experiencing that, and I don’t think missing him is anything to be ashamed of.”
“Yeah?” the passenger asks hopefully. She really is a cute being, Karen thinks to herself, not hoping to thank Finn through her cuteness. Maybe she can find her place in the group that way.
“Emma, none of us have done more for Finn. Schit, you stood up to that bastard while the rest of us were holed up in the house. Sorry, I like you, but if you think Finn is sad because you’re around him then you’re really stupid.” Emma looks at her friend for quite a while and Karen gets a little sick to her stomach.
“I like the way you talk” the girl with glasses then grins and pats the arm of the girl with the perfect breasts. That way they each have a place. “Thanks.”
“No thing. Fuckbuddies for life.” Emma alights happily, chuckles, and puts her hand over her mouth.
“F-Fuckbuddies for life.”
“Okay” Megan says as the group stands in the parking lot in front of the mall between the two cars. “Loot and pillage.” With an outstretched arm, she points to the mall and leads the group into the large building. “We’re not leaving here until Maureen and Karen find some hot pieces for our friend.”
“And I need a new pajama,” Millie mutters, a little dejectedly.
“Here” says Karen, pulling her purse out of her handbag. Under the stunned stares of the others, she pulls out several Huntert dollar bills and holds them between the girls. “Come on, I’m serious” she laughs as the girls hesitate despite all their good coaxing. Maureen shows the most reluctance and everyone is surprised when Millie rushes forward and pulls two hundreds from the bundle. She then hugs Karen and thanks her artfully. The transformation she has accomplished under and with Finn in her becomes clear as she pulls Denise and the McKinleys happily laughing behind her into the depths of the mall.
“Okay…” shrugs Megan. “Then we’re on our own.”
“Hopefully we won’t get lost without the little Amazons” giggles Maureen.
“Then our friend will come and save us” Karen says and starts her journey.
Finn would say that it’s all a well-planned scheme to get people to shop, but for Millie and her friends, the bright colors, the music and the jumble of voices are simply a mirror reflecting their emotions. Excitedly, the girls hurry past the stores, talking wildly and laughing, and just seem like the kind of group of friends you’d find in any mall in any city in the world. Millie is happy – and knows it will do her brother good – to see Denise laughing as boisterously as she and Susan. Claire isn’t quite thawed out yet, but raises a hand to her mouth in giggles as the other three girls make fun of some dolls and their clothes.
“That would be something for Maureen!” laughs Susan, pointing into the display window of the local Victoria’s Secret store. The set is almost all strings and cords and three scraps of fabric to cover the bare necessities and still pass as halfway friendly. Millie makes a deprecating face. She used to say nothing when her friends made fun of her older sister. Egged on by Megan and believing it was for her brother’s own good, she never said anything. Now she considers exactly how Susan might have met the line, but then decides on a solution for which Finn would surely kiss her with pride, which she knows he would do with any solution.
“Nah, I’d rather have that one” she says, pointing to an ensemble that tries harder to look classic. Black silk with light blue bindings adorns the bra and panties, and Millie can easily picture her big sister in them. Imagining Maureen having sex with her own brother doesn’t seem strange to her, she sees herself at his side, between his legs or sitting on his throne.
“It would certainly look good on her” Claire murmurs, looking at the red bows on her hips and bosom. The girl’s breasts inside are covered with dark silk on the undersides of the breasts, with a mesh of semi-permeable fabric above. The same goes for the panties and Claire blushes when she sees how deep the transparent fabric reaches into the crotch. Finn would get to see it all, but only hinted. “I’m sure she likes the play between daring and allure.” Her friends look at the youngest girl of the group in surprise.
“Wow sis, you like Maureen too? I thought you wanted to see someone else naked altogether.”
“Oh, who’s that?” wants to know Millie.
“Shut up Susan!” exclaims Claire, her cheeks turning red. While Millie just looks perplexed, the older sister teases her younger counterpart. Susan leans over, puts her hands on her hips and sticks her tongue out at her sister. Then she turns to Millie.
“Claire told me that she…” Then the girl has to dodge the body of her sister who throws herself at her. Millie is startled, but then sees how Claire just wants to immobilize her sister by rushing her across the mall aisles.
“Wait for me!” she shouts with a laugh, running after the two shrieking girls.
In the past, the McKinleys’ fights were merciless. Both sisters were raised to fight for any advantage they could get, and they did so against each other. Now, however, Susan is surprised to slow her steps and a second later feel her sister’s hands on her back. Her parents would surely be disappointed in her but the strained breathing in her neck is interrupted by sporadic chuckles and laughter and Susan knows how Finn would feel. She’s not ashamed to admit that his approval is more important to her than her parents’. He gives her more, demands just as many things, but rewards her and does so without turning her against her sister. And the sex…
“Sorry Claire” she says and turns around. She tugs at her sister’s shirt to make it neat while Millie and Denise walk up to her some distance away.
“I should have let you help me,” Claire says and the two hug. “Can you ask Millie…about Megan?”
“Sure thing sis” Susan grins. Then the other girls are with them. “That beast has sped up” she laughs to her friends and Claire glowers. “I didn’t stand a chance.” As her heartbeat calms, the four friends continue to wander and talk. Susan can tell Claire wants an answer to her question, but she also trusts her sister to find the right time.
“We definitely still have to go to Troll Hill,” Denise finally says when she sees the store in the distance. The other girls roll their eyes.
“You already have everything there” Susan says, but wanders off in the same direction with the others.
“Not everything yet,” Denise explains. “I want something specific.” With these words she takes the lead over the group of grumbling girls. On the way to Troll Hill, the laughter continues but Millie and Susan notice the glint in their friend’s eyes. Nerd stuff, manga, and bad-smelling perfumes are her world, and Millie can’t wait to tell her brother how much his kitten resembles her old self. Stormy, laughing loudly and with a fierce determination, the blonde girl dashes through the entrance guarded by a troll and a plastic centaur. The store employee greets her by name.
“He should with all the money she leaves here,” Susan murmurs to Millie with a wink, catching a knowing look from the surprisingly handsome boy.
“Welcome my fair maidens,” he greets the other three.
“Hello,” Claire murmurs while the others just grin. In the background, Denise is already flitting through the shelves on a holy quest.
“I see our best customer has gifted us with three beautiful princesses again today.” The boy winks.
“Millie here is the only princess” Susan laughs, patting her friend on the back. Her sister takes the moment to slip away, opting for the whirlwind Denise than be ensnared by a young guy.
“Have fun in Troll Hill!” the salesman calls after the fleeing girl and turns to the other two. He bows deeply and Susan can’t help but notice that he has quite passable muscles to show under his green and white uniform. “And how can I help the fair princess today?” He addresses Millie directly with a friendly smile. The boy is a bit older than her, perhaps the same age as Finn.
“We’re just waiting for our friend,” Millie replies, also very friendly, and already wants to turn around to Denise, who can be found in the background of the store like a blurry shadow.
“I prefer to accompany the fair ladies” decides the salesman and makes both girls turn around to him. “The way to the Troll Hill is dangerous for such young and pretty things as you.” Millie can’t look the boy in the eye and blushes but Susan wrinkles her nose.
“Don’t you have other customers, er, travelers to worry about?” she asks but the boy just shrugs. Blond curls fall from under his medieval hunter’s hat, and he actually looks appetizing. Susan especially likes his mischievous smile… and Millie probably also after the looks to judge.
“I have a feeling that you maidens are my destiny today. Magic and all, you get the idea.” The boy steps aside, bows, and points one arm in the direction. This place isn’t that big, Susan thinks to herself. Why is she so grasping at this pretty boy’s compliments? Is it because of Millie? Is it because she’s getting all the attention? A quick glance over at her friend tells Susan that her discomfort isn’t coming from her. The princess seems as if she doesn’t know how to react and plays with her fingers behind her back while the boy in the fancy green uniform gets up and starts moving again.
“Actually!” Susan hears herself say loudly and sternly, and cringes a little at her voice herself. What are you doing? Before Finn, you would have already jumped into his arms…. Oh… Of course. The thought almost knocks her over, leaves her reeling. Never in her life has Susan felt what it’s like. So this is what it’s like. I have a boyfriend. She doesn’t know what the boy is up to. He looks really nice, can be nice. He makes a nice impression. But it can be different. That week at the lake, Susan saw what people are capable of. Josh scared her, but she also never dreamed she could have such feelings like this amount of love and passion for a boy like Finn. The gratitude, the affection, the trust, the honor of a task not only for herself but also for Claire. And now for Millie, too. His little sister is not used to it, has always been more hiding from boys, she always knew who she belonged to. But for Susan McKinley, this is all still new and she is intoxicated by the feeling.
“My lady?” the boy asks, puzzled, but really stops. Millie also looks at Susan. She almost seems glad not to have to talk about it.
“Actually, we ladies already have a protector to guide us through these lands” she purrs and is in her element. The boy’s response is just as friendly as before.
“That is good my lady, that you have a protector. Does that also apply to this princess here?”
“This princess possesses a…” Shit. Where is Denise with her nerd knowledge? “This princess possesses a, uh, dragon. That’s right. A dragon that protects her. The biggest, meanest, most powerful dragon that will burn everything in its path if anyone gets too close to its princess.” The nice boy literally jumps back, startling Millie.
“Then I’ll slay the beast and free you from him. My sacred task!” He laughs and Susan clenches her teeth. Denise would surely have found a better example.
“You stand no chance against my dragon, noble knight,” Millie mutters, blushing slightly. “My dragon watches over his treasures with great, uh, suspicion. But he cherishes his treasures for without them he cannot exist.” The boy looks at her appraisingly and his smile changes slightly.
“A nice dragon, then?” Millie nods determinedly.
“And he doesn’t like anyone else getting too close to his princess” Susan says with a grin but the message is clear. The boy stands up straight again and drops his act. He nods soberly, but still smiles very kindly. He doesn’t sound hurt, either.
“I’m sure having a dragon like that is really exciting. I hope you don’t get bitten.”
“He would never hurt his princess.” Millie is talking sympathetically now and seems to be on the same level as the boy. The game is over but no one is hurt.
“And flying on him is heavenly, I know that from experience” Susan says, enjoying the tightrope act as the boy raises his eyebrows and says nothing more. She protected Millie today and helped her where Finn was not able to. He surely likes that, and Susan sways with excitement at having helped her great love. Or maybe he’ll punish me for doing his job. Maybe he’ll stick me in the toilet again… and spank me this time…. She shakes her head, but realizes that maybe the comparison to the big, powerful dragon wasn’t so bad for her. Millie only knows the ride on his strong back over the beautiful but rough world, but Susan has already seen him spitting fire and warming herself on his destructiveness. She is not surprised that her pussy begins to tingle.
“I envy the fair ladies,” says the boy with a normal smile. “And I will not stand in the dragon’s way. But if the maidens still need help searching for treasure in Troll Hill…”
“Then we’ll ask our noble… what are you, anyway?”
“He is a huntsman” Millie explains. “We will remember you, noble warrior. Have thanks.” She bows in much the same way as the boy and then turns to the end of the store, Susan on her heels, turning once more to the kindly huntsman who smiles and waves at her.
“Dude…” whispers Susan excitedly as a few shelves separate her from the boy. Millie seems oddly focused and purposeful. “What was that just now?”
“A boy who thought we were nice,” Millie murmurs.
“He was definitely trying to be more than nice” Susan grunts. Millie stops and looks at a plastic sword hanging on the wall. A few feet away is a statue of a large fire-breathing dragon. His eyes stare past the girls, but still, Millie seems changed.
“Do you really think so?” she asks, running her fingers slowly over the edge of the sword.
“Are you blind and deaf?” Susan laughs, Millie does not. The two are about the same age, but have taken entirely different paths in life. “Hey.” Susan puts a hand on her friend’s shoulder. “I mean, nothing happened. It was just meant to be funny.”
“I don’t have any experience with that,” the sister confesses. “All my life I’ve known who I belonged to. I knew other people thought I was pretty…. but…”
“He’s not going to be mad about this,” Susan tries to reassure her.
“He isn’t. I’ve long thought I was hurting BB by turning other guys down.” The answer comes quickly and without interruption, Millie must be very sure and have already thought about it a few times. Susan, on the other hand is surprised by the revelation that being close to Finn could also be something bad and is even more impressed by her friend being so far ahead of her in thinking. “I’m his sister and I know he wants someone for me to be with, not just in secret.”
“Shit Millie…” Susan hadn’t thought of it that way. To her, it’s just the fact that her lover has several other women, but even if Finn only loved Millie, society would still object even if the two weren’t connected by blood. “No.” Susan shakes her head and Millie lets go of the sword and looks to her friend. “No. Fuck it and own it.”
“What do you mean?”
“Everyone in the world sees that you and Finn belong together. Why do you think so many girls fall in love with him? Because he’s perfect!” Susan has to struggle to keep her voice in check. “Everyone sees how perfect you are for each other. And it doesn’t matter if he’s your real brother now or anything else. You don’t often find something as perfect as you two in the world. I know that because to see how you are with him, how much he cares for you even when he knows that everything is against you, that was one of the reasons why I fell in love with him. I knew from the beginning, as did everyone else, that Finn and you belong together. And he knows that too. And he wants that, too.” She falters briefly in her speech, thinking, her eyes darting back and forth. “You’re allowed to be talked to by other guys, sure. And I think you’re allowed to flirt with them, too. Finn will be the last one to get upset about it. He wants you to be happy and if you tell him you want to run away with that hunter-guy back there then he will support you. Because he loves you. He wants you to be happy. The only thing he doesn’t want is for you to lie to yourself even though you know what you want.”
“I want to be with him forever.”
“See? And if you tell him that then he will burn everything in your way. Fuck the rules Millie. You belong together, everyone knows that. Your love is what the rest of us all want. And Finn will do anything for you. So if that’s what you want then so be it.” Then follows a long pause. At some point Susan remembers to look around to see if there are any eavesdropping employees or shoppers nearby, but the two seem to be alone. Then she comes to a completely different, terrible realization. “Right?” Her mouth is slightly open and a strange pressure spreads behind her eyes. “I-I mean, I’m still new. Maybe it’s all not true. Uh… Maybe it’s different and…”
“No, it’s fine,” Millie reassures her, and Susan can’t return the hug with which her harem sister meets her quickly enough. “It’s just like that. Thank you.” The two hug long and hard. “When I tell Finn about this…”
“Oh God,” Susan laughs in equal parts relief, amusement and excitement. “I can’t wait.”
“There you are at last!” exclaims Denise excitedly, pushing a stiff Claire towards the other two girls they have joined the group laughing and happy.
“Sorry,” Susan waves it off. “We still had to go on the holy hunt for insights,” she says and Millie blushes. So does Claire and Susan realizes why her sister put on that color. “Damn Denise,” mumbles the elder McKinley, glancing along the large wall shelf covered over and over with costumes of all kinds. Each of them knows Denise is a big nerd, but word of her craftsmanship has already spread throughout the land. The girl shows a lot of joy in giving free rein to her creativity, sometimes to the displeasure of her friends who have to put up with her antics. But sometimes the other three have taken pity on Denise and listened to what she can conjure up from a normal garment, some fabric, fern and cardboard and a lot of energy. Now that they are all united under the aspect of Finn, they all follow the example Millie delivers and lean over to Denise who shows them what she has in mind.
“He’s going to love this” Claire marvels, looking at the chattering bodysuit and other paraphernalia in the large plastic bag Denise has organized.
“Just a little effort and I’ll become the best kitten for him” beams the blonde girl, hopping on the spot. A roll of wire, glue and fake fur suggests the look the skintight bodysuit will get when the girl is done with it. “I’m planning a really cool tail for him to hold me on” Denise grins, whispering almost conspiratorially. “Plus the smallest skirt I could find, the sleeve gloves and tube socks and…. Millie, do you actually think Finn will like black?” Millie, who has never been as daring as Denise herself, has to think.
“Isn’t black a color you can always wear?” She smiles apologetically, but that’s enough for Denise.
“Well, the main thing is that I’m in it, right?” The girls agree on that. “I already have the ears… And the collar…” She shakes herself and grins knowingly. “But some pom-poms on the hands would be great. And makeup!” With those words, Denise rushes off again, leaving the other three girls standing in front of the wall of costumes.
“She’s definitely committed!” says Susan with a laugh, glancing after the wild kitten that can be seen darting between the aisles only for just a moment.
“It must be nice for her to have something to bond with Finn” Claire murmurs, looking almost longingly at the blurry streak named Denise moving frantically through the store. Susan and Millie watch her, then their eyes meet.
“Something to connect…” muses Millie. “The dragon and…” She looks at Susan out of wide, excited eyes.
“Damn it Millie. Good idea! I’ll help you!” The two girls immediately start moving and Claire timidly trots after them, her own thoughts in her head. It doesn’t take long for the girls to find what they’re looking for and Millie has the big bag of utensils in her hand. Doubtingly, she looks at the picture and the girl on it who looks nothing like her.
“Do you really think he would be happy about this?” she doubts and looks at the older McKinley_sister.
“Millie,” she says sternly but with an exhausted but nice smile. “If you don’t buy this, put it on, and show it off to our friend, I’m going to make you.” Millie smiles, tilts her head and looks down at the well-worn stubble pile at her feet.
“I know. But Denise can wear something like that…. I…”
“Give me that,” Susan calls, taking the bag from her friend’s hands. The dragon princess is glad someone made the decision she wants to but would rather leave it to her brother. “This is going to blow his mind.” She looks at the bag in her hands. “Especially if Denise uses her magic on it.” With those words, it’s decided. “Denise!” The one addressed comes dancing out of an adjacent hallway and looks at the pouch.
“Isn’t that for Millie?” she asks, looking at the picture of the outfit in various shades of pink. Susan laughs.
“Didn’t I tell you?”
“Ah, I see,” Denise laughs, patting Millie on the back. “That’s kind of what you said Finn decides for you.” Millie nods, but can’t stop grinning. “Tell you what,” Denise suggests. “I’ll take care of it right after my own costume and then we’ll show it off to Finn. He can then decide if you can wear it or not.”
“Sounds good to me,” Millie says, stretching her arms out almost demanding. Each of them can see it in her eyes, she wants to wear it.
“He’s going to be so all over you, you won’t be able to see or hear,” Susan predicts with a grin, then puts her arm around her sister, who also can’t lift her head. “And what about us?” The question does indeed raise questions. The two sisters have a plethora of characteristics all of which can be found in costumes.
“How about two schoolgirls?” asks Denise, grinning dirtily. “Everyone’s into schoolgirls, and you guys are studying with him, aren’t you?”
“But he takes it so seriously,” Claire says quickly but quietly. “Wouldn’t that make a mockery of him? And his troubles with us?” Actually that makes even Susan think.
“Are there any Pokemon here?” Millie knows something about the subject but has to be careful before Denise starts listing all the pocket monsters that exist.
“A water type for little Bubbles here?” she asks, giggling. “And Pikachu always goes for Susan?”
“Don’t you think Pikachu is a little…. umm… chubby?”
“Fine, no Pokemon then.” Denise rolls her eyes and has several smut videos in her head that she’d like to see with Finn sometime. Especially because now she doesn’t have to use them to keep bad thoughts away. Luckily, she is surrounded by friends to whom she can quickly and unashamedly explain how happy she is to be able to reopen her life with Finn and maybe even paint over some bad old memories with good new ones. Other costume suggestions follow but Claire is always reluctant. She rejects the elf warrior with the argument that would rather suit Emma, is also against the policewoman and the nurse, even if Denise promises to not make the costumes too slutty in the post-processing, also against the (not quite so sexy) pilot in flight suit because Susan would then be the (really very) sexy stewardess.
“Aren’t you going to pick something?” then Susan asks. She is just a little irritated but tries not to show her emotions. She just wants to help Claire.
“This is all so… You know.” The girls nod and Susan looks around.
“Yeah. We know we’re picking outfits sleeping with Finn right now,” she confirms, remembering that Claire may not have been aware of that. “We don’t go out in them. It’s just him and us seeing each other in it. And his other girlfriends.”
“I’d love to see Emma with the pointy ears” Denise confesses, even if she’d mostly enjoy designing the costume. Finally, someone with big boobs to decorate and paint.
“I want too… But…”
“Hey,” Millie says kindly now. “It’s new to me too. But isn’t that what my BB wants from us? That we have fun? And I have to say, I’d love to show myself off to him like this!” she says, lifting up the bag with her costume.
“Dressing up is about being someone else” Denise explains knowingly. “Slipping into someone else’s skin and being able to act, speak and live differently for a while. It has something to do with longing. But I think with you there’s a different motive, isn’t there?” Claire doesn’t understand. “I, for example, also just want to show with my costume that I can give Finn something he likes. As a thank you. And maybe that’s what you want, too? Maybe it’s not about changing yourself but about showing something you want him to see?” Claire looks at Denise and thinks. Then, without saying anything, she starts moving. The other three follow her first with their eyes, then they walk behind her with some distance as Claire walks down the large shelf. The girl takes her time and makes her friends giggle as she picks up a bag every now and then and puts it back on the shelf. Then she stops and turns to her sister.
“Susan?” The addressed looks first at Denise and Millie and then comes to her sister. “What about…this?” The older girl’s face brightens. “We don’t have to if you don’t like it, though.”
“Are you kidding? It’s perfect.” Susan takes a second bag from the shelf and shows it to the others.
“Good idea,” Denise says. “I can make something out of this.” Susan holds a bag with red contents in front of her, Claire holds one with sky blue in it.
“Angel and devil,” laughs Millie. “He’s really going to like this.”
“Says the one who isn’t sure about her costume?” But Denise laughs, too. “He can give Claire a gentle hug and put Susan over his knee” she laughs and both sisters agree.
“You’re not so bad though…” mutters Claire but Susan waves it off.
“Oh, come on. Remember that night around the campfire? That’s just what we need. He’ll like that.” Claire seems hesitant at first, but then she smiles and nods her head.
“I’ll definitely have a lot to do,” Denise says, taking all four bags. With her money – and some from Millie (Karen) – she pays for the goods.
“I hope the Maidens found what they were looking for?” asks the same nice boy from earlier, but turns a little pale when he sees the contents of the bags. “I see…” But then he catches himself and puts on a professionally friendly face again. “I hope you found your way well over Troll Hill and honor our kingdom again soon.”
“We will,” Millie says, smiling at the boy. He returns the gesture and the two part, both with a good feeling in their stomachs.
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