World of Women - V1 - Chapter 6
āYou⦠bastard!ā The loud shout occurred the very next morning.
Madison, my eldest sister, was blond and blue-eyed, which I was told made her take up after my father more than my mother. Unlike my younger sister, who had a plump youthfulness, Madison was tall, taller than me at the moment by half a head. She had long, thin, delicate arms and legs, and wiry frame that came off as more petite despite her height on me. Her hair was made up in a single large fishtail braid that ran down the back of her neck, nearly reaching her butt.
I was reading in the library, trying to enhance my knowledge of this world. My previous twelve years of life had left me somewhat dumb. Men in this world didnāt need to know anything. If they could jizz, it was sufficient to succeed in life. For a person like me, that wouldnāt do. Thankfully, I had all of my collective knowledge from my previous life, or I would have been a complete idiot when it came to things like mathematics or critical thinking. Even so, I knew virtually nothing about this world I was reborn in, and so before I was sent to the Academy at the age of sixteen, I wanted to learn as much as I could so that I didnāt have to feel stupid.
Thatās how Madison caught me reading a history book that should have been four to five years outside my age range. Fortunately, the girl was too angry to notice things like what book I was reading. Instead, she stormed around the couch until she was standing over me, glaring down. Her light skin with barely any tan flashed in a deep red that even revealed a few freckles on her cheeks.
I slowly sat up on my couch, discarding the book. I noticed that there was someone else hiding partially behind the door. She wore an anxious look as she watched the pair of us with one eye, while the rest of her body was hidden in the shadows of the hallway. I immediately understood what this was about by one look at Hannah hiding nearby. Had they somehow found out about what I had done to Mother last night, then I didnāt think things would fit this particular arrangement.
Either way, I didnāt think Mom would be so willing to reveal such a shameful act. Being seduced by her twelve-year-old son would be impossible for a woman to admit. She likely blamed herself, and would keep secret about the situation. She certainly wouldnāt talk to her daughters about it. Their relationship was already estranged as it were. If I could, in the future, I should figure out a way to improve Momās relationship with my sisters. Perhaps, in time, all four of us could share a bed together.
āWhat does my beautiful sister want?ā I asked.
āY-ā Madisonās tirade was stopped as soon as she heard the word beautiful, but rather than making her happy, her look soured further and she gave me a hateful glare. āHow dare you do what you did to Hannah, you bastard!ā
āHuh? What did I do?ā I gave an innocent reply.
āYou⦠wonāt admit it?ā My innocent-looking face caused a moment of doubt to spread on Madisonās expression, causing her to look up at Hannah.
When I glanced back at Hannah, she was shaking her head tearfully. It was clear that Hannah had not shared any particular details with Madison. Furthermore, this confrontation was pushed forward by Madison, not Hannah. As to how much Madison did know, I couldnāt say for sure.
āI admit I kissed Hannah, but sheās my adorable sister, so why shouldnāt I kiss her?ā
I downgraded my actions to a kiss. However, even so, Madisonās eyes flashed with rage at my admission.
āSo, you confess! How dare you touch Hannah? Donāt you get what sheās been through?ā
āEh? What has she been through? Did something happen?ā I gave a questioning frown.
āDonāt act stupid, youā¦ā Madison became uncertain again upon seeing my very real confusion. āMo-Mother didnāt tell you?ā
āWhy? Did something happen? Wait, did a guy touch you!ā I immediately sat up straight and turned to Hannah, not totally stopping the fury from reaching my face.
The protective look I gave Hannah confused Madison fiercely. Hannah squeaked and hid further behind the door. It took me a moment to realize those words came more from my past self. The idea of another man accosting Hannah in this world was as likely as being struck by lightning. I quickly schooled my features, turning back to Madison, whose violent anger had diminished to a low boil.
āI donāt care what you know,ā Madison finally said. āHannah is off-limits!ā
āAh⦠but I need Hannah.ā I said innocently.
My words were so light that Madison couldnāt figure out how to respond. Meanwhile, Hannah finally peeked out from the door, her eyes flashing with a weird light.
āWhy⦠why do you need our sister?ā Madison demanded with her arms folded under her chest.
āAfter my maid was dismissed, I donāt have any other playmates close to my age. Mom didnāt tell you?ā
āMom didnāt tell us what?ā
āLast week, I was⦠raped.ā
Madisonās eyes widened, and the traces of anger on her face immediately lessened as she took a step back, putting her hand to her mouth. Meanwhile, even Hannah took a single step into the room, her hand reaching out towards me as if she wanted to give comfort before pulling away and hiding behind the door again.
āRaped? Th-the maid?ā
I merely nodded. āMother said the maid wanted my seed to have a baby. She⦠got on top of me⦠and did⦠things. When Mom caught her, she said since the woman had awakened my manhood, she needed to finish the job. Ever since, Mom said if Iām feeling aroused, I need someone to take care of it! She says if I donāt, my seed will be compromised. So, I grew confused, and when I saw Hannah there, I tried to do what Mom told me. But then Hannah ran and I didnāt even get to release. It didnāt damage my seed, did it, sister?ā
As I spoke, my voice grew more petulant and tears started to fall from my eyes. By the time I asked the final question, I was already sobbing. Suddenly, guilt spread over Madisonās face. Men were men, after all. They were delicate creatures, and you had to take care of them. Sperm count was very important, and if Hannahās circumstances had caused me to lose fertility or become impotent, there would be hell to pay.
My face fell into my hands as I cried, but it was only to cover the smirk on my lips. Even Hannah had stepped into the room, with immense guilt on her face. Both girls were simply way too gullible! The men of this world might as well be unicorns for all the knowledge women had on them. I could say my penis will fall off in the next minute unless they bend over and take it, and they probably would! Still, I needed to keep my lies within reason, or theyād inevitably be caught. For example, Mom never suggested I seek out my sisters to take care of it. Quite the opposite, she had told me to only touch my sisters with their expressed permission.
āIām sorry to hear what happened. I know being a man is⦠difficult.ā Madison was starting to get over her shock, the anger reasserting itself. āHowever, it still absolutely canāt be Hannah!ā
āAh, but all the maids are too oldā¦ā I muttered to myself thoughtfully, āDoes that mean, the person I should find is Madison?ā
Madisonās eyes widened and once again she took a step back in surprise.
āAh!ā The voiced protest actually came from Hannah, who reach out to Madison before pulling back again, however, she didnāt hide behind the door again, remaining near the couch to my right.
Upon hearing Hannahās protest, Madison looked at the flushed Hannah, then me, then Hannah again, before giving a resolute nod. āMm⦠if you need to take care of things, then Iāll do it!ā
I nearly fell over when I heard those words. Could the sister who hates me really be a tsundere? I expected her to be the hardest nut to crack, but in a single moment, I had gotten her to agree to take care of all my sexual needs? Of course, I also understood that talk was cheap.
āSister⦠no. You donāt have to, I willā¦ā Hannahās voice started with strength before she suddenly blushed and looked down at her feet, one arm rubbing the other anxiously.
āIf youāre willing to take care of it, then shouldnāt we get started?ā I interjected.
āAh!ā This time it was Madison who shouted. āWhat? Now? B-but⦠but⦠itās not hard.ā
Looking at my crotch out of the corner of her eyes, she pointed down deliberately and then straightened her back, as if the evidence sheād given was undeniable. Meanwhile, Hannah rubbed her hands together looking between the pair of us with an anxious look.
āTrue⦠not completely⦠but I need to know you can do it. If I come to you and youāre not willing, wonāt that cause even more damage then? Thus, we need to practice now so there are no mistakes,ā I explained calmly.
āYouā¦ā Madison shivered slightly, her hands tightening against her sides, but after a moment she gave a deliberate nod. āHannah, please leave for now.ā
The seriousness on her face quickly caused me to grow excited; however, my arousal was quickly dampened when Hannah stepped forward. āN-no⦠Madison. Itās not right. I⦠I mustā¦ā
Hannah looked down before revealing what she must do, unable to channel more strength.
Madison gave her a sympathetic look, walking over to Hannah and giving her a hug. āI know, Hannah, itās fine. You donāt have to force yourself. Iāll never let anyone, you donāt want, touch you again.ā
āOkay, what happened to Hannah? I want to know!ā I demanded.
Madison shot me a hateful look, but when Hannah touched Madisonās shoulder and gave her a confirming nod, Madison could only sigh.
āMom must have hidden it from you, but a few years ago Hannah was⦠she was also⦠molestedā¦ā
I immediately stood up; fury painted on my face. Who the hell touched my sister? I would kill them. Madison seemed put off by the belated rage, while Hannah merely cowered behind Madison. After taking a deep breath and nodding for Madison to go on, she continued.
āIt was one of those lipstick lesbians. Those man-haters who run around wearing fake male parts and taking joy in molesting women. It was at a movie theater. I was supposed to go with Hannah but didnāt feel good so I stayed behind. Hannah really wanted to watch the movie so she went alone. Then⦠one of those creeps sat next to Hannah and started feeling her up. It was my fault because I wasnāt there my little sister was molested. Those lipstick bitches⦠I hate them!ā
Hannah touched Madisonās shoulder as if to say it wasnāt her fault, while Madisonās own shaking got even worse.
āDid⦠did this⦠erm⦠lipstick lesbian⦠stick that errr⦠fake male organ, in Hannah?ā I asked, trying to grasp the level of the violation.
Madison turned her head. āNo⦠but that was only because someone at school noticed her in the theater. A group of classmates saw her⦠and they also saw the lipstick bitch. Hannah managed to use the interruption to escape, but ever since, rumors at school call her a lipstick lesbian and she doesnāt have any friends.ā
I winced at the words. They perhaps werenāt as bad as I had feared, but also not great either. These girls were young, and the cruelty of other children knew no bound. My little sister had been suffering, and I hadnāt even been aware of it. More than that, I seemed to exasperate the situation with my own presence. This must have just happened two years ago, which was why Mom was so angry when I called Madison a lipstick lesbian back then. At the time, this crisis must have been fresh. Now, I had touched Hannah in ways that must have reminded her of back then, further upsetting her.
āIām sorryā¦ā I responded simply. āI didnāt know.ā
Madison only sniffed. āYeah, well now you do. Hannah, please go. I must take care of our brother properly.ā
āNoā¦ā I said before Hannah could make another protest, causing both girls to look at me in surprise.
āNo?ā Madison asked suspiciously.
āI take it back, I donāt need Madison to take care of me,ā I declared.
Madison gave a sharp look before letting out a breath and nodding. āGood, Iām glad Brother is seeing reas-ā
āBecause, Hannah will definitely be mine!ā I declared, pointing at Hannah.
āEh? Eh!ā Hannah grew flustered as she stared at the finger pointing at her.
āBastard! You have no shame!ā Madison stepped between the two of us, her face flushed red with anger.
āWhat is shame? Youāre the one trying to keep Hannah from properly fulfilling her sisterly duties!ā
āCanāt you see that this stuff bothers Hannah? How can you be so insensitive?ā Madison barked back.
āYeah, bad stuff happened to Hannah, with a strange woman! Iām not a stranger nor a woman! Do you think that Hannah should just go her whole life afraid of touch? Should she never have a baby either?ā
āThat is something completely different! She already has problems at school, you want her to be known for sleeping with her brother?ā
āAt least, no one would think sheās a lesbian.ā
āStop! Both of you!ā The words werenāt loud, but Hannah seemed to force them out of her with all the wind she had, causing her face to turn flushed as she gasped for breath.
The pair of us both turned over to Hannah in surprise. During the argument, the distance between us had closed, and while we were yelling, we were nearly in each otherās faces. I didnāt realize how close I was to Madison until Hannah had broken up our little argument.
āHannahā¦ā Madison looked over guiltily, knowing that she was overstepping herself. āPlease, you need to tell Brother off once and for all. Only-ā
Hannah raised her hand, silencing Madison before she looked at the both of us, her brow furrowed in frustration. āBrother⦠is different than that woman.ā
āHannah!ā
āI told you-ā
āBut!ā Hannahās voice wasnāt suited for being loud, and came off closer to hoarse. āBut⦠Brother must be patient with me. If he does, then Hannah will definitely take care of Brother when he needs it!ā
Madisonās expression fell, and she looked slightly pouty after Hannahās determined resolution. As to what Hannah was thinking, I was not sure. Despite the sensitive situation, I had both sisters fighting over the right to satisfy me. As a brother, this naturally made me feel good. On top of that, my mother already agreed to satisfy my needs, so this was just extra gravy. Fortunately, the strained relationship between my mom and sisters would keep them from sharing details with each other. Was I being a little selfish? Possibly. But even if it blows up in my face, whoād ever blame a twelve-year-old for manipulating a bunch of older women?
Madison was angrier than I thought, because a second later she turned and stormed out of the room.
āMadison!ā Hannah took a half step in Madisonās direction, but Madison had already left.
Hannah lowered her head, her hands hugging herself while she wore an expression that was hard for me to read. I wasnāt so vain as to think Madison was fighting for the right to sleep with me, but there was more to the story than I understood. Clearly, Madison saw herself as some kind of protector, and Hannahās assertion of independence had offended her. I could only give a shrug. Trying to figure out what women were thinking was hard enough in a world full of men. In this world, it was helpless even trying it.
āHey⦠Hannahā¦ā I said, looking at the girl left behind by her guardian sister.
āAh!ā Hannah gave a little shout turning to me and realizing we were once again alone together. āB-b-brother, what do you need? Ah! That⦠right⦠I did sayā¦ā
I turned my back on Hannah. āI was only testing Madison. Like I said, Iām not really horny right now.ā
That was a bit of a lie. Frankly, how close Madison got to starting to pleasure me had instantly aroused my interest. However, now that I knew Hannahās issues, I also didnāt want to rush Hannah anymore. I had Mother to take care of my other needs, so naturally, I could now afford to take my time with Hannah. In fact, I might stop by Momās room tonight and release some more tension. She had already agreed to be my tension relief once, so it shouldnāt be difficult to push my mother down again. Perhaps, Iād take my time and enjoy her with a little more foreplay. I hadnāt eaten pussy since my wife in college. After we married, she wasnāt into it because she said it made her self-conscious.
While I was thinking about my next conquest, Hannah was trying to read the expressions on my face from the side. She had a worried look on her face, clearly deeply concerned about what I was going to do. I quickly schooled my face to hide any expression from her. I took a step towards Hannah. She jerked back, but after a second, returned, her eyes lowering as I came close to her. Her breath tightened and she started to unconsciously shiver. Even now, my dear fourteen-year-old sister was afraid of me.
I lifted my hand and patted her on the head. At first, Hannah jerked, but after a moment, her expression started to calm down. Finally, her eyes closed, and she even seemed to like my patting. I finally removed my hand and walked past her.
āEh?ā Hannah gave a surprised noise as she turned to follow me, now confused that I was leaving.
āWhat is it?ā I asked, turning back and giving a gentle smile.
āAh, itās just⦠about⦠thatā¦ā Hannah pressed her fingers together, finding herself unable to find the right words.
āHannah, do you love me?ā I asked.
Hannahās eyes widened as I spoke, but immediately she nodded. āY-yes⦠of course⦠youāre my little brother⦠so naturally⦠I l-l-loveā¦ā
Her voice drifted off before she could finish that, her entire face blushing as she looked down shyly.
āWhat was that?ā I demanded.
āI⦠I⦠I⦠love⦠little brotherā¦ā Hannah blushed even more, but she barely managed to get the words out hoarsely.
I leaned forward and kissed the blushing girl on the forehead quickly before she could react. āThen, donāt worry about it. Weāll be together forever.ā
āF-forever?ā Hannah seemed to be pondering the word like she didnāt understand what it meant.
āPlus,ā I added as I walked away from her. āWeāll have plenty of time to try every position in that book.ā
āAh!ā Hannah let out a cry, but I already turned the corner, not seeing as she grew flustered once again and blushed from embarrassment. I just couldnāt stop myself from teasing her.
After a nice dinner of steak and potatoes, nothing was too good for me as my mother always said, I went off to my bedroom to read. However, the history book I picked up was exceptionally dull. As a result, I quickly found myself drifting off to sleep. Sometime later, I heard a knock on my door. However, I was too tired to get it, so I decided to ignore it. Thatās when I heard the door creak open.
I still wasnāt completely awake yet, the noises seeming to come from a distance. It wasnāt until I heard rustling and felt someone pushing down on the foot of my bed that my eyes finally flickered open. The dream I was having was a repetition of the previous night with Mom, so of course, my cock was sporting a nice erection, poking up in the sheets. However, when I opened my eyes, what I saw was not expected.
āMadison?ā
Madison was kneeling on the foot of my bed, looking like she was in the process of crawling up to me. What was more shocking was that she was wearing a dress. It was a very simple spaghetti strap white dress. It was very clear in this particular lighting that two little nubs were poking through her dress, indicating she wasnāt wearing a bra at all! Seeing me awake, Madison immediately crossed her arms, hiding her chest and looking away.
āHmph! Donāt get the wrong idea. I wonāt let you have Hannah. No matter what either of you think, I wonāt let it happen. If I take care of it myself before you can run to Hannah, then you wonāt be able to do anything about it!ā
I considered stopping at Momās room before the end of the night. But with the flushed Madison standing there in a cute summer dress, it looked like I didnāt have to.