Choose Your Own Loli Adventure
by Cypress_z
Below you can catch but the merest slip of pale flesh, and you curse the size of your peephole. There in your sister’s room, two nubile young girls are giggling, trying on clothes and taking them off. Strain as you might, you cannot gain a glimpse of anything more than an arm or a leg, or your sister’s pink bed.
You drilled this hole during the precious few moments while they were out, desperately at work with your father’s borrowed power drill. Now you can see down there however, it's almost like they know you are there and are purposefully teasing you.
Suddenly, the two fall giggling onto your sister’s bed, and you get a clear look at them. Both are merely eleven years old, severely underdeveloped, but that is where the similarities end. Your sister is lying on her stomach, her amazing little bubble butt sticking proudly into the air, covered only by a thin line of black silk panties that you ache for her to take off. Despite the fact that she completely lacks breasts, her ass is that of a girl many times her age. She pulls her long blond hair out of her sparkling blue eyes, wiggling her cute little bottom it in an incredibly sexy way as she adjusts her position on the bed.
Her friend, Rio, is laying on her back, her head turned towards your sister. Her body is tiny, even for her age, and her cute little assets are hidden by a white cotton T-Shirt. Her jet black hair is cut at chin length in a V-bob style, and you can catch a glimpse of her ever smiling, ever giggling face and green eyes as she talks. Though she lacks most other assets, her lips are full and ripe.
Suddenly, your sister reaches behind her and unfastens her training bra. Finally! After all these years of dreaming, of trying to catch peeks of her in the shower and only narrowly avoiding being caught, you are going to get to see her little tits! If you're lucky, her friend will strip down too!
As she undoes the bra, she flips over and starts to slide it off, and you catch the merest hint of a sweet little nipple when -
"Wait - what's that?" Says her friend. You suddenly realize she's pointing right at you.
Both girls look up, and suddenly both of them are staring hard at the ceiling.
"It looks like a hole..." Your sister says.
Oh crap, you think, and realize that there's no escaping this time. A hole suddenly appears in the ceiling of your sister’s room and you are in the attic with a power drill? You are screwed - when your parents find out, they'll throw you out of the house! You are sixteen, so you can't really make excuses.
You pull away from the hole as quickly as you can, trying to think of an escape, but suddenly trip on a box and slam into the wall with your elbow, putting a hole in it and hitting your head. By the time you get halfway up, shaking your head to try and clear your mind of the pain, it's already too late. The trapdoor leading to the attic has opened, and you can see two cute little heads poking up.
"Ah-Ha!" Your sister cries. "It's my pervy older brother! I knew it! He was peeeeeeeeping!"
"Oh, you're gonna be in so much trouble!" Her friend cries.
You rise all the way to your feet, head still swimming, when suddenly, you realize that your pants are still around your ankles - part of the reason why you tripped.
Your sister’s face seems shocked. Her friend is redfaced, blushing.
"I'm gonna call mom and dad and tell," She screams, but doesn't stop looking. Suddenly you realize why. The devious little git is going to blackmail you.
"Okay," you say. "What will it take to keep you two quiet?"
"A hundred dollars!" Your sister says, "And you have to do all of my chores and drive me wherever I wanna go."
"A hundred dollars each!" her friend says.
Hurriedly, you pull up your pants. You know damn well she's going to extort money out of you for months, and that a mere hundred won't cover it.
"All right, all right, a hundred each! And you've gotta promise to help me come up with an excuse for this hole in the wall. Mom is gonna be pissed."
Suddenly, you turn and really look at it for the first time, realizing that behind the cheap wood where there should have been insulation to help stop you from knocking a hole in the wall, there's just a gap.
Your sister keeps talking behind you, increasing her terms. Terrified as you are of being turned in, now that you know you won't be, this mystery diverts your attention.
"... and new clothes..." you catch out of the corner of your ear. You grunt approval, but aren't really paying attention. Something is shining in there, like gold. You reach in.
"Are you listening to me? I can still go call mom!"
You ignore her. You cannot say why, but you suddenly HAVE to find what is down there. The sharp bits of board cut into your upper arm, but soon you've reached the bottom of the inside wall, and you can feel something.
"I'm gonna call mom right now!" You can hear her thumping footsteps going down the stairs.
This suddenly snaps you from your odd mental state, and you shout, "No! Stop!"
To your amazement, you look over and she has. She and her friend are standing still, looking blankly at you.
Although you want to ask questions, suddenly the irresistible urge to take whatever is hiding in the wall becomes overpowering again. Your hand, which was already touching it, closes over it and you pull it out. It's a ring - incredibly well made with flowing, unreadable script, each bit of it covered with tiny letters. Suddenly, you feel filled with confidence. Somewhere in your mind is something... extra. You can't put a name to it.
"I mean it!" Your sister shouts. Yet she seems unable to break herself away and run downstairs.
The sudden confidence you are filled with is intoxicating. You feel like you can never make a wrong decision again; like there will never be any punishment for your actions.
"Shut up," You say. To your amazement, your sister does. She certainly looks like she wants to say more, and an increasing level of horror seems to steal over her features. Her friend, next to her, seems equally horrified.
Suddenly you realize the truth.
"I can control you!" you say with glee. Clearly, you realize, this is a magic ring. Why it was hidden in the wall of your old, Victorian house you have no clue - but you don't care. Something far more important occurs to you.
"This means... this means I can HAVE you! Right here, right now! I never have to peep again! Anytime I want to see your sexy little butt, sis, or your tits, Rio, can simply tell you to show me!"
The desire is overpowering. The confidence the ring fills you with leaves no doubt in your mind.
"Take off your bra and your shirt! Show me your itty-bitty kiddy titties!"
Slowly, like molasses, your sister reaches behind her back and unclasps her bra. Rio reaches down and starts to pull up her shirt. Each seems to be fighting hard, but are still doing it. Even so, your sister starts to edge down the stairs and whispers, "...no...".
"STOP!" You shout. Your sister, who had been fighting harder and harder, stops just short of running down the stairs.
You realize that the new feeling in your head was their minds. As you attempted to grasp each, they both started to slip away from you. Right now, lightly grasping each and making them simply stay still was easy. But making them actually do things they truly feared and hated to do would be very difficult.
"Rio," you say, and the expression of horror on her face becomes even more evident.
"My sister’s sexy little friend. I've wanted to see your delicious little body ever since the first time I saw you. Sis will just have to wait. Finish pulling off your shirt."
You can feel the strain in your mind as she tries to resist, and you can feel your sister almost succeed and pull away - but it isn't enough. Rio raises her hands above her head, bottom of the T-Shirt in tow, and suddenly stands topless before you, her shirt dropped to the ground below.
You are filled with excitement when you see them. Finally, her beautiful little mounds exposed! You can see them, like two dark brown spots on her flat little chest, and you cannot resist.
"Come all the way up the stairs," You say. Again she tries to resist - but not so hard this time. Simply walking isn't asking as much as showing your body, you decide.
Suddenly she stands before you, and you can see them, sticking out hard and proud despite their diminutive size. They are irresistibly cute.
"Stand still," you reinforce the earlier command, and kneel down in front of her. You are face level with her chest. You wrap your arms behind her, hands on her shoulders, and pull her chest to your face.
You take one of her nipples into your mouth and suck on it, hard. She gives a little gasp.
It is like heavenly bliss, tasting that little nipple, putting it in your mouth, and you cannot stop yourself from showering her chest with kisses, licking her nipples and sucking on them. It is as though you are a man who has not eaten in weeks, and then suddenly sees before him a bountiful feast.
Again and again, you run your hands over them, your tongue over them, and nibble on them. You look into her face, into the fear you see there.
"Don't worry," you say. "Soon enough you'll be begging me to do this. You'll learn that your place in life is on your knees, lips wrapped around my cock."
The poor little girl begins to shed tears. The ring fills you with confidence again - there is no remorse for any of this. You lick the tears from her cheeks, savoring the flavor and one hand on her chest, playing with her nipples, your other hand snakes around to grasp the back of her head and pull it into yours - kissing her tiny little lips, and running your tongue along the inside of her mouth. She tastes like strawberries and mint.
The hunger takes you, and you suck on her lower lip, enjoying the sensation of the soft flesh in your mouth. You stop and run kisses down the side of her neck, leaving deep, painful hickies.
"Take off your panties," you say.
Tears sliding down her cheeks, you stand back as she uses her slender little arms to push down her white cotton panties. You savor the slowness of her reluctant actions, as she reveals inch by inch her hidden flesh. There is no hair - no warning, when suddenly you see her push her panties down past her pussy. It is beautiful - small and cute, just like her, it is perfectly folded in, being just a slit of flesh in-between her legs, so unlike the ugly pussies of older girls. It is unripe - undeveloped, unopened. Soon, you will be inside this tiny thing, you know. Her panties drop to the floor.
You run your hands over her - over her tits, her stomach, her legs, her little flat ass, and then over her little pussy. She is smooth, all over - deliciously so. Deliciously...
Again you put your arms behind her and cup her ass in your hands, and leaning down, pull her beautiful little pussy into your face, running your tongue through it again and again, savoring the salty flavor. She smells like soap all over, and tastes like salt candy.
You have to have her. You cannot hold back much longer.
"Go to my room and stay there," You say. Rather than ordering your sister to do the same, you simply pick her up and carry her there.
You set your sister down and feel her cute, fleshy little bubble butt as you do, running your hands over her. Despite her age it is full, and round. Your full attention is going to go to Rio first, but you cannot resist the temptation to give that ass a little squeeze and pull her black little panties down to get a good look.
Suddenly, you laugh.
"Remember all those times that you told me to kiss your ass, sis?" You plop a big wet kiss down on one of her cheeks, loving the way the flesh is both firm and soft.
You stand back up, and slap her ass. She gives a little gasp, surprising you - it seems the pain helped her to break free of your control for a brief second, and it almost seems like she was going to run and bolt for the door for a moment.
"You are fighting hard, aren't you sis? Well, don't worry. As soon as I'm done with your friend here I'll bend you over the kitchen table and ram my cock up your behind every night for the rest of your life. Before long, you won't have enough will left to struggle and fight me. You'll realize that your place is on your hands and knees, my cock buried balls deep in your ass. But not right now."
You turn around, looking again at the tiny, cute, big lipped little pixy of a girl you've wanted for so long.
"Mmm... Rio. You are so pretty, and so tasty. But I don't think I'm going to eat you out right now," you announce. "No, I need more."
Looking at your sister’s ass made you realize something. There's no way you can have two sexy little girls ready to be plowed by your cock and only take one at a time. They're both so hot, so unable to resist, that there is only one thing you could ever possibly do.
A double blowjob. One on each side of your cock, running their cute, pink little tongues up and down your shaft. After that, you can take turns plowing them all night. True, it's been tough to try to control them both at once, and your sister seems particularly ready to run off and escape your control, but the ring has made it so that you are confident that if you really try, you can do anything.
Focusing your mind, you feel inside for the two shapes that represent your sister and her friend.
Your grip on them doesn't seem nearly tight enough. You try to grip harder on their minds, but they are slippery, like they are covered in oil. You already know you have enough strength if you focus on one, while loosely gripping the other, but it seems to test your very limits to try with both.
"Come to the bed." You say, and slowly, dragging their feet, they do.
"Strip."
The girls do, taking off what is left of their clothes. Again they struggle, and it's all you can do to hold control over their minds.
"Get on your knees."
The two girls start to bend down, but your sister whimpers and almost moves away.
"Stop," you say.
You realize that you may be able to do this, but you also might not. You feel incredibly confident since acquiring the ring, but only an idiot would fail to notice the difficulty you are clearly having with controlling them.
"Fuck it," you say, not caring if it's a strain. "My powers can handle the minds of two little girls."
Reaching out mentally, you grip their minds like a vice. They try to slip and escape, but you keep firm hold of them.
"Now where was I? Oh yes. On your knees, my little whores."
Again, they reluctantly begin to bend down and your sister starts to struggle. You grip her mind even harder, and her expression goes blank.
"You can't fight me sis. You'll taste my cum tonight," you laugh.
"Now crawl to me."
They do, and your grip tightens even more. You can feel your sister’s mind kicking and reeling, struggling to be free - but you can hold her. You will hold her.
"Now sis, since you're the one fighting so hard, you can be the one to pull my cock out of my pants." You grin at her, happily leering.
Her face takes on some expression again, unhappy, terrified, and struggling. You tighten your grip even more, and her hand reaches out, undoing the button of your jeans, and shaking, pulling down the zipper.
Tears fall from her eyes as you slide your unfastened jeans down your legs.
"Now pull it out," you say. Your tone leaves no room for argument.
Shaking even more, your sister’s hands slowly reach to your crotch, pulling down the elastic of your underwear and reaching inside.
Then you can feel it. She's gripping you! Oh, that little hand!
In one swift motion she pulls it out, and you are free - exposed again in front of the two little girls. This time, however, you are the one with the power.
"Now girls - kiss it."
Both of them move, crying and shivering. You tighten your grip on your sister as hard as you can, and they lean in, trembling.
Your sister’s lips contact first, hot and wet, but then -
Rio's mind suddenly slips free!
You'd put so much effort into holding your sister’s mind that Rio managed to escape! As fast as lightning the naked little girl springs up and opens your window, darting outside. You try to pursue, legs smacking into your sister’s face, and suddenly she's broken free too, darting the other way.
"Stop!" You command, but to no avail. Try as you might, their minds slip away - you cannot hold them in place.
As the girls run, you try to physically stop them, and do manage to catch your sister, pants still around your ankles, but Rio has gotten away. You know she will get home or get picked up for running around the streets naked, and as soon as she says you tried to rape her -
As the sirens sound outside mere minutes later, you realize that this is -
THE END.