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It had all started when she had finished her morning workout and went in for her weekly examination. Widowmaker scanned herself in and saw a body in a bed in her usual lab. She inquired to her primary physician who he was. The answer: he was precisely nobody. His previous identity was erased completely. He would be transformed into an emotionless husk just like she was, except that his past could be whatever they wanted. He would be trained by and work with her. His nnew past hadn't been decided yet.
Widow immediately sent in her request. Turn him into her brother. The two were raised together in the Guillard home, and had a very close relationship.
You didn't exactly feel any love for your sister anymore. It was hard to feel anything, and you were still recovering from your amnesia. Amélie filled the gaps where she could. She did still love you, even if she could hardly feel it.
Amélie was almost excited. A sexy stud for her to fuck, and now a brother. Extra fetish fuel for the fire between her legs.
A constant feed of sweet, delicious lies filled your memory as Widowmaker bound you toghter and tighter in her webs. You were soon holding her, just like in childhood, in bed.
It was time to strike. Her fetish for incest drive her forward, and your fear and faint affection stopped you from resisting. More lies assembled themselves into memories. Of course, you always did this when she needed extra comfort. Who were you to deny your loving sister?
"Je t'aime, mom frére…" she whispered in your ear as you came inside her.
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civ /
co /
eh /
fit /
halp /
jew /
lit /
phi /
pr /
rnb /
sci /
tg /
w /
zom
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a /
grim /
hi /
me /
rx /
vg /
weed /
wp /
x
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ai /
cake /
cd /
d /
di /
elit /
fag /
fur /
gif /
h /
men /
pco /
s /
sh /
ss /
unf
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