Year 541 after the Fall of the Demon King
"Little brother... wake up already~"
Her cheerful, playful voice rang right above me, sweet like honey but laced with that mischievous tone only she could pull off. When she saw I wasn't waking up, she dove straight onto me in a full-body slam.
Her big, soft tits squished heavily against my bare chest. Her wide hips dropped right onto my crotch, and I felt her warm pussy, barely covered by a thin nightgown, grind shamelessly against my morning wood. The impact tore a deep, pained groan from my throat, mixing discomfort with sudden pleasure.
"Ahh! Fuck, sis! How many times have I told you not to wake me up like that, you damn brat?" I growled, still half-asleep, my cock twitching hard under the heat of her body.
She lifted her face and puffed out her cheeks in an angry pout that somehow looked both cute and incredibly provocative. Her plump lips formed a perfect little sulk, eyes sparkling with mischief.
"Don't get mad on your birthday, little brother~" she replied in a sugary voice, subtly rolling her hips and rubbing her plump, round ass against my growing erection. "You're turning 14 today… You're finally considered an adult. You should be happy your big sister woke you up in such a… special way."
She was right. Today was my fourteenth birthday. In this medieval fantasy world, that meant I was now officially a man.
Fourteen years ago, I woke up in this tiny body with the name Evan Lee, the son of a poor farming family on the outskirts of the Kingdom of Murk. But my mind wasn't that of a normal baby. I had reincarnated here from another world.
In my previous life, I was a notorious gangster in Chinatown, New York, known as Fenhei. I didn't do it just for greed. I needed the money to pay for my sick mother's treatments and to take care of my little sister. But a sicilian mafia took revenge and murdered them both. With nothing left, I put a gun to my head and pulled the trigger.
The next thing I felt was the warm embrace of soft arms holding me. When I opened my eyes, I saw a beautiful woman my new mother smiling at me with tears of joy, while my father grinned proudly beside her. And there, watching curiously, was a little girl with big bright eyes who said in a childish voice, "He's so cute!"
That was when I realized I had reincarnated into a medieval fantasy world, just like the web novels I used to read.
I quickly learned the language an older, more elegant version of English and adapted to this new life. Once again, I felt the warm love of a real family: caring parents and a playful, protective big sister.
From that day on, I swore with everything I had that I would protect this new family no matter what. I would do anything to keep them safe and happy… even if it meant staining my hands with blood again.
My sister's loud, playful voice suddenly yanked me out of my inner thoughts.
"Little brother! Dad and Mom are already waiting at the table with the cake! Are you going to get up or what?"
Jane, my 22-year-old big sister, was a stunning farm girl. Her dark brown hair was tied into two thick pigtails that bounced over her shoulders, and her bright blue eyes sparkled with that innocent-yet-naughty look that always drove me crazy. But what truly defined her were her massive, gigantic breasts — two enormous, heavy udders that hung low and sagged like those of a well-milked cow, swinging and slapping against each other with every movement. Below that, her ass was a fat, enormous, wrinkled monstrosity, so huge and juicy that her short nightgown barely covered half of her massive cheeks.
Even though she was my blood-related sister, my cock refused to go down while looking at her. I had slept completely naked, and only the blanket covered me from the waist down.
Impatient that I still wasn't moving, Jane huffed and, without any warning, yanked the sheet off me in one swift pull.
My enormous, gigantic cock sprang free instantly — thick, veiny, and monstrously huge even for a 14-year-old boy. It throbbed hard in the open air, the swollen purple head already glistening with precum.
Jane didn't blush at all. Instead, a lewd smile spread across her full lips as her blue eyes locked straight onto my massive dick.
"Wow… you're rock hard again, little brother~" she purred, slowly licking her lower lip. "I already milked a lot out of the cows today… but it looks like I'll have to drain this fat cock of yours too. Don't worry, I can handle it."
I wanted to stop this from happening again, but it was completely inevitable.
Jane and I had been in a secret Alabama-style relationship for a whole year now. It all started one stormy night when she was scared and crawled into my bed trembling. One thing led to another… and she ended up losing her virginity to me. I also lost mine in this world that same night, buried balls-deep inside her tight, hot pussy.
Since that day we've been secretly fucking almost every single day behind our parents' backs. She always used the same excuse: "It's so you don't work in the fields with a hard-on, little brother. You can't focus properly when your cock is this stiff."
In truth, my sister had turned into a complete cock-addicted whore who couldn't go a single day without me filling her cunt or mouth with my thick, sticky cum.
"Come on, little brother… It's your birthday, so big sis is going to ride you properly~" she purred in a husky voice.
She hiked her nightgown up to her waist, revealing her swollen, pink, glistening cunt. Grabbing my thick cock with one hand, she lined it up with her entrance and dropped down hard.
Schlurp!
"Ahhh~!" I groaned as her tight, scorching pussy swallowed my entire length in one brutal motion. Her inner walls squeezed me like a hot, wet fist.
Jane let out a deep moan and immediately started moving exactly like she was riding a wild horse. Her wide hips rose and slammed down with raw force, slapping loudly against my thighs.
"Hya! Hyaah! Come on, boy! Faster!" she panted, mimicking a rider, rolling her hips in wide circles before pounding down again and again. "Yah! Yah, little brother! Give it to me harder!"
Her gigantic hanging breasts bounced wildly with every thrust. The two massive udders slapped together heavily — plap-plap-plap — sending drops of sweat flying. Her big, dark nipples drew lewd circles in the air as she rode me without mercy.
Her fat, wrinkled ass cheeks crashed down onto my balls over and over: PPAH! PPAH! PPAH! The meaty sounds filled the entire room. Every time she dropped, her greedy pussy clenched and sucked my cock like it wanted to milk my soul dry.
"Hyaah! Yes! That's it, my stallion! Deeper!" Jane cried out, throwing her head back. Her thick brown pigtails flew wildly with every savage movement. "Look at my tits, little brother! Watch them bounce for you!"
I could only moan and grip her wide hips while she completely dominated me. My cock was being mercilessly squeezed inside her insatiable cunt. Every time I tried to hold back, Jane sped up, slamming that huge ass down like a mare in heat.
"Ahhn! Hya! Hyaah! Cum for me! Fill me up, my little colt!" she demanded.
I didn't last even two minutes. My first orgasm exploded violently.
"Fuck… Jane… I'm cumming!"
Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!
Thick, hot ropes of cum blasted straight against her cervix. Jane felt the first powerful shot and clenched her pussy even tighter, milking me ruthlessly while she kept riding like a maniac.
"Yes! That's it! Give me all that hot milk! Hyaah! More! Don't stop!"
But she didn't slow down. She kept bouncing on me like a wild woman, her fat ass slamming down nonstop, wringing every last drop from my balls. I came again within seconds. Then a third time. Jane kept moaning like a true rider:
"Hya! Hyaah! Yah! Harder, stallion! Don't give up yet!"
Her enormous breasts whipped through the air, sweaty and heavy. Her pussy was dripping a messy mix of her juices and my cum, making every thrust louder and wetter.
Fourth load.
Fifth.
By the sixth orgasm I was panting helplessly, vision blurring. My cock throbbed painfully inside her, hypersensitive after so many back-to-back climaxes, but Jane continued riding without any mercy, working that massive ass and those swinging udders as if I were her personal breeding horse.
"Hyaah! Yes! Keep cumming, little brother! Big sis still hasn't finished milking you dry! Yah! Yah!"
Her moans grew higher and more animalistic as her own orgasm approached. Her cunt suddenly spasmed violently around my exhausted cock, squeezing out a seventh and final thick load while she screamed:
"Hyaahhh~! I'm cumming too! Fill my womb, my little colt!"
Jane collapsed on top of me, smothering me with her massive tits and heavy ass, trembling as her pussy continued to suck and pulse around my twitching cock. Her hot breath panted against my neck.
"Happy birthday, little brother~" she whispered in a hoarse, satisfied voice, still slowly grinding her hips in circles. "Look how much milk you gave me… My favorite stallion always gives his best."
My cock was still half-hard inside her, leaking the last remnants of my many loads. Jane smiled wickedly, knowing full well that even though our parents were waiting downstairs with the cake, she wasn't done with me yet.
We finally reached the kitchen. My face was deathly pale, completely drained, while my older sister Jane had a radiant, glowing expression, clearly satisfied after milking me dry.
My father, John, a sturdy man with brown hair and brown eyes, took one look at me and burst out laughing.
"Hahaha! Look at this boy. He just turned 14 and became an adult, but his face looks like an 80-year-old man — all dried up and pale. What happened to you, son? You look exhausted already."
He had no idea of the real reason. He didn't know his daughter had just ridden me like a wild mare and drained seven thick loads out of me.
I sat down at the table right in front of him, my legs still shaky. Jane sat beside me, pressing her thick, meaty thigh against mine under the table.
Suddenly, a big golden cake landed on the table with a soft thud. My mother, Eliza, had placed it there. She was a beautiful blonde woman with long flowing hair and bright blue eyes. Her tits were even bigger than Jane's — massive, heavy, veiny udders that hung so low they covered almost half of her body. They were so enormous they reached down toward her waist. Her ass was just as ridiculous: fat, round, and incredibly thick, stretching her simple dress tight between those huge cheeks.
I swallowed hard when I saw her. My cock, which had barely started recovering, twitched again. Eliza noticed my lustful stare and simply winked at me playfully, fully aware of how naughty her son was.
She couldn't put her own shoes on anymore. Her gigantic breasts completely blocked her view of her feet. That's why she always asked me to do it for her every morning. It gave me an incredible view: kneeling in front of her while those massive veiny udders swayed heavily right in front of my face, sometimes even brushing against my nose as I helped her.
I really envied my father for being able to fuck that body every night… but I couldn't let myself get distracted by those forbidden thoughts. My only focus had to be protecting this family and taking care of them.
While we were eating the cake, my father spoke with his mouth full: "Eat quickly, Evan. I have a birthday gift for you afterward."
I nodded and replied, "You don't have to give me anything, Dad. I'm not a little kid anymore. Besides, we can't afford unnecessary expenses right now."
The Lee family was going through a tough crisis. The farm barely produced anything, the soil was exhausted, and we could hardly afford to eat every day. I used my "Farm Enhancement" ability, but it still wasn't developed enough to make the crops grow dramatically. I could barely feed the family. We depended on my improved harvests and the few coins my father earned working as a blacksmith in the kingdom.
My father smiled warmly and said: "This gift didn't cost me a single bronze coin, son. Don't worry."
Suddenly, I felt something warm and soft touching my cock under the table.
It was Jane.
She was looking at me from the corner of her eye with a cheeky, mischievous smile while her hand worked discreetly beneath the tablecloth. She had pulled my thick cock out and was slowly stroking it, her fingers sliding up and down the veiny shaft, squeezing the swollen head each time she reached the top.
This girl… what a shameless slut, I thought, biting my lip to hold back a groan in front of my parents.
My dick quickly grew rock-hard again in her hand, throbbing powerfully as she continued eating the cake like nothing was happening, that innocent smile still on her lips while her hidden hand kept jerking me off right there at the family table.
We finished eating the cake and Jane stood up with a satisfied smile, saying she was going to her room. She walked away swaying that huge, fat ass of hers, still marked with red handprints from when she had been slamming it against my hips earlier.
My father looked at me and said, "Evan, wait for me in the living room. I'll be right back."
The living room was also the kitchen. There was my mother, Eliza, squatting down while sweeping the floor with her legs spread wide open. Her skirt had ridden all the way up to her waist, giving me a clear view of her mature, plump pussy crowned with thick golden pubic hair that glistened in the light. Her massive veiny tits hung so low they nearly touched the floor as she swept. I swallowed hard.
"Mom… do you know anything about the gift Dad is giving me?" I asked, trying not to stare too obviously.
She looked up and shook her head with a sweet smile. "I don't know anything, son. Your father is very secretive about these things."
When she finished sweeping, she stood up and walked over to me. Her enormous udders swayed heavily with every step. She leaned down and gave me a soft kiss on the cheek, brushing one of her hard nipples against my face through the thin fabric.
"Happy birthday, my handsome boy," she whispered.
Then she turned around to put the broom away. I couldn't help but stare at that massive, fat ass moving under her skirt. She wasn't wearing anything underneath; her thick, wrinkled ass cheeks were clearly outlined, and I could even see the shape of her swollen pussy lips between them.
A moment later my father came down and nodded at me. "Follow me."
We left the house and walked deep into the huge forest that surrounded our farm. After a while we reached an old, half-ruined stable. I recognized it immediately — it was Grandpa's old stable. When we were kids, both Jane and I were strictly forbidden from entering it.
"Is the gift inside the stable?" I asked.
My father shook his head and answered gravely, "The stable itself is the gift, son."
He opened the old wooden doors. Inside there weren't normal horses. There were three female unicorns, but they were nothing like ordinary unicorns. They had elegant mare bodies and shining horns on their foreheads… but they also had huge, feminine breasts hanging heavily under their torsos. Their faces looked almost human, with expressive eyes and plump lips. Even though they were quadrupeds, they looked incredibly sexy and seductive.
I stood there with my mouth open. "Dad… what is all this for?"
He sighed deeply and his expression turned deadly serious. "Now that you're an adult, it's time you knew the truth."
He placed a hand on my shoulder and continued, "Son… I don't have much time left. I'm sick. It's a terrible disease that's eating me from the inside."
I felt the world collapsing around me. Dad was the only real breadwinner in the family. Mom was a housewife and Jane was still studying magic to make a living someday. A horrible anguish squeezed my chest. Once again I was going to lose someone I loved.
"No… no… no… no… no… no…" I repeated hysterically about six times, barely able to breathe.
My father grabbed me firmly by the shoulders to calm me down. "Listen to me, Evan. Jane and your mother don't know anything about this. Only you."
I came back to reality a little, still shaking. Then he asked me, "Do you know what the Coliseum of Santa Corinne is?"
The name sounded familiar. I had read about it occasionally in the newspaper. It was a brutal tournament in the Kingdom of Murk where fighters battled in the arena to advance through the rounds. The main prize was 50,000 gold coins. It was entertainment for the rich, who enjoyed watching poor people kill each other for money they already had without lifting a finger. The tournament was held every year.
My father continued, "Our family's real surname isn't Lee. It's Bradley. You are Evan Bradley, a direct descendant of the ancient Kingdom of Bradley — one of the human kingdoms that fell in the great battle against the Demon King of Anarchy. When our kingdom knelt before Murk to survive, our family swore submission to the king… by sucking his cock as a symbol of slavery."
His voice turned cold and apathetic — a look I had never seen in him before. "Since then they humiliated us for centuries. They demoted us to barons and turned our women into high-class prostitutes for the nobility. Until your grandfather, Hugh Bradley, assassinated Queen Evelyn Murk as revenge because King Hans had fucked his wife. From that day on, our entire bloodline has been condemned to death. We had to flee, change our surname to Lee, and hide here on this farm."
He took my hand tightly. "Promise me that when I die, you will fight in the Coliseum. With that money we can live peacefully for a long time."
He coughed violently and spat blood. Then he pulled a sealed envelope from his pocket and handed it to me. "Your grandfather gave me this note before he died. He told me that if any descendant awakened the magical class of 'Farmer,' I should give it to him. That's you. I don't know what's inside, but I wanted to wait until you were an adult to give it to you. Grandpa only asked me to take care of the stable, feed the unicorns, and make sure no one entered until a descendant with the Farmer class appeared. That's you."
I was about to open the envelope, but my father stopped me. "Better read it at home, alone."
I nodded, still shocked, and we walked back to the house.
When we arrived, Mom greeted us with curiosity. "What was the gift?"
My father smiled naturally and lied, "I took Evan to a brothel so he could lose his virginity to an older woman."
Mom raised an eyebrow and looked straight at me. "Is that true, Evan?"
Trying to follow the lie, I answered, "Yes… it's true."
Mom smiled with approval. "That's fine. You're an adult now, so it's normal for you to do those things."
Then she turned to my father with a sinister and dangerous smile. "As for you, darling… I hope you didn't do anything with any whore. If you did, I'll cut off that little mushroom you have for a penis."
My father turned pale with fear and quickly raised his hands. "I didn't do anything! I swear!"
Jane, who had come downstairs when she heard the voices, looked at me with eyes full of jealousy and anger. In her mind she clearly muttered, as if I could hear it: "Cheater…"
It was already late into the night. I was lying on my bed, staring blankly at the wooden ceiling of my room, my mind completely clouded by my father's words. Jane was on top of me, completely naked, using her massive, heavy, cow-like tits to stroke my cock. Her two enormous milky udders wrapped tightly around my thick shaft, sliding up and down slowly while squeezing me.
"That street whore couldn't do this for you, little brother…" she muttered angrily, her voice dripping with jealousy. "Look at these tits… so huge, so heavy… nobody has tits like mine. No one can milk your cock the way I do with my udders."
It was obvious she was still pissed about the fake brothel story. Her big, dark nipples rubbed against my shaft as she kept moving her heavy breasts with frustrated hunger, trying to squeeze every drop out of me. But I barely felt any pleasure. My mind was far away, replaying the promise I had made to my father over and over. Soon I would have to fight in that damn Coliseum. This time I couldn't repeat the mistakes of my past life. I couldn't fail them again.
Trying to push those dark thoughts away, I grabbed Jane by the hips and flipped her over roughly. Now she was underneath me, legs spread wide, her gigantic tits spilling to the sides. I kissed her hard on the mouth. She was surprised for a second, but quickly pushed her tongue against mine and started kissing me back desperately, moaning into my lips.
Without saying another word, I lined up my cock — still wet from her tits — and slammed it deep inside her pussy in one brutal thrust.
"Ahhhh~!" Jane moaned loudly, arching her back.
I started fucking her hard, pounding her deep and fast, making her tight cunt swallow my thick cock again and again. Her massive udders bounced wildly with every powerful thrust.
"Yes! Fuck me harder, little brother!" she gasped between moans. "Fuck me until I forget you went with that street whore! Fuck me until I forget you put this cock inside another slut!"
I was railing her like an animal. The wet, obscene sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room. Her inner walls clenched around me with angry lust. I was getting close to cumming, feeling my balls tighten…
Suddenly, the door to my room burst open with a loud BANG!
Both of us froze instantly.
Standing in the doorway was my mother, Eliza. Her eyes were full of tears, her face twisted in pure hysteria. She froze completely when she saw us — her 14-year-old son brutally fucking his older sister, cock buried balls-deep in Jane's pussy, her huge tits sprawled out, both of us sweaty and panting like dogs in heat.
For a split second it looked like she was going to scream, but what came out of her mouth was far worse: "Jhon… is dead!"
Her words hit like lightning.
My eyes shot wide open in shock. Jane stiffened beneath me, her mouth falling open in disbelief.
But my cock — acting on pure instinct, completely out of my control — gave one final, powerful throb and exploded inside Jane.
Spurt! Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!
Thick, hot ropes of cum flooded deep into her womb while I stared at my mother with wide, horrified eyes. Jane let out a choked moan, feeling my semen pumping into her at the exact moment we received the news. My cock kept pulsing and shooting load after load inside her, as if my body had decided to cum on its own in the middle of this nightmare.
The room fell into absolute silence, broken only by the wet, obscene sounds of my cock still twitching inside Jane and my mother's broken, sobbing breaths.