Chapter 1 - Pizza?

 The atmosphere in the house was calm now that their father went away for weekend. Dib worked in silence, though he could hear Gaz moving around the house. Why doesn’t she just stay put in somewhere? Damn her! For days now he had been toying with some Irken tech to try and finalize a concept that he initially came up with months ago but only now managed to make a breakthrough with.

 So many times, he was forced to allow Gaz to abuse him without recourse. The bitch would just go around in her crop tops showing her warm and soft underboobs, bending over at the fridge low enough that the microskirt left her fat ass and showed off her nasty pussy - generally looking and behaving like an irredeemable whore.

 How could Dib focus on anything when she spread her legs in front of the TV in such a way? The heat of her pussy was so intense that it overwhelmed him all the way where he sat away from her hard fists and quick temper. And yet, every time he tried to lay the gentlest touch on her, Gaz responded by smacking him around to teach him a lesson. Time and time again, he was forced to retreat into some cold corner to jack off while she took zero responsibility for what she was doing to him with her fertile body.  

 No longer! he thought to himself proudly, flicking the switch that powered up the device. It lit up and whirred softly, then wrapped snugly around his wrist. “You thought you could best me, sis?” he said, his voice trembling, remembering all the times her strong, tall, and thick body pummeled him into submission. “You were awfully mistaken.” 

 He left the safety of his room and went out into the living room. Gaz sat cross legged in front of the TV, her fingers hitting the buttons and analog sticks on the controller at a frantic pace as she cursed under her breath and muttered to herself. Over the last few years her breasts had gone from being outlined by her tight-fitting tops to bursting out of the crop tops she refused to replace despite growing out of them. They were all several sizes too small and as skimpy as could be, yet she pretended not to notice. Now, as Dib watched her, he could see one hardened nipple entirely in the open. 

“Your breast is out,” said Dib. 

 Gaz glared, though her eyes couldn’t leave the screen. “Shut your mouth! Why are you even looking at me? Go and have your own fun elsewhere.” 

 Comforted by the device on his wrist, Dib suppressed his fear and went to sit down on the sofa behind her. He knew she would lash out at him as soon as she finished the level, but the doorbell rang before there was a chance of that. His sister threw away the controller and rose in frustration to get the door.

 A pizza delivery guy stood there when she opened, staring at her lewd and almost entirely naked form. Gaz let her hands move suggestively across her body, then pulled out some bills from the waistband of her skirt and handed them over. “Thanks.” She turned, giving the delivery guy a good look at her jiggling ass, then banged her boot on the door and sealed it shut. 

 God, how can she be such a fucking slut?! Dib sat there on the sofa, feeling his own pumped up and ready hard-on, embarrassed by the way his sister presented herself to the world, and a little jealous too. She’s mine, how dare she think she can show others her body like that? What I wouldn’t give to swap her brain out with a better one… I could even remove the brain and just keep the body around for...

 Gaz dropped down on the other end of the sofa, placing the pizza between them. One of her legs came up while the other was left aimed towards the floor; as her pale inner thighs spread right across from him, Dib found himself staring at her pussy’s cute little clit, all too cute for a slut of these proportions, like a rose growing in a dump for toxic waste. 

“Hey! HEY!” Gaz yelled. Her face turned into a grimace. “You look at me again, and I’m going to put your head into the toilet where it belongs. You hear me?” 

 Dib felt a shiver going through him but cleared his throat and steadied himself. “What’s that?”

“You heard me, bro, stop pretending. Your mind is filthy as fuck. How can you think this way of your own sister? Like I said, if you keep giving me more of these desperate incel stares I’m going to give you a trashing to remember.” 

 How dare she talk to him in this way? She was the one doing this to him! If she toned down her outrageously obscene dress code, then maybe he could see her as something more than a walking, talking fucktoy. But all his sister appeared as now was juicy cocksleeve and a complete cocktease that never passed an opportunity to show off her curves. Doesn’t she know I’m helpless to control my urges when she dresses like this? This is just scientific! Scratch that, it’s common sense!

 Gaz opened the pizza box and got herself a slimy slice still dripping with oil. Dib watched with a grumbling stomach as the steamy dough came to her mouth, a few strings of the melted mozzarella still connecting it to the rest of it in the box. “Do you think I could have a slice?” he asked, suspecting what her reaction might be, but wanting himself to get as angry as possible. 

“Fuck no! Not after how you just acted.” Gaz chewed the pizza happily, giving him an arrogant look. Once she finished the slice, she reached down and ripped some cardboard from the box. “Here, you can eat this. It’s all you deserve.” 

 Dib stared at the torn piece and felt his heart beat in his chest. “Are you sure about that?” 

 His sister crossed her arms under her breasts and lifted the milkers in the most provocative way possible. “Hey, you said you wanted some, right? There you go, I get the pie, you get the box. So eat it up, before I bring my fists to your stomach instead. Go on.” 

 This insolent bitch… You’re going to learn the first lesson of your life, Gaz, he thought, feeling the blood rushing through his whole body, but especially down to the throbbing head of his strengthened shaft. How long he had waited for this moment. At this point, he was only teasing himself. I’m going to hurt her so bad she’s never even going to remember bullying me like this. 

 Dib quickly reached for the box and shoved a slice of pizza into his mouth as his sister’s lip twitched in fury. “Wow, that was a mistake. A fucking mistake, you hear me?” spat Gaz. 

 He watched intently as her arm went back in preparation, and then shot out with her fist rushing towards his face… only to stop a few inches from his head. “Huh?” Gaz brought back her arm and flexed her hand, unable to comprehend what had happened, and looking around for possible culprits. She said nothing, but repeated the same action and got the same result. 

 Dib grinned and reached down to get himself another slice of pizza. It’s working! he thought to himself happily. It’s really working! 

 The perplexed look on his sister’s face needed to be savored in full. Seeing the remaining half of the pizza, she reached out and grabbed the box in a hurry. Dib got up and came to stand next to her. “Give it to me,” he ordered.

“Like hell I will! This is mine! Get your own.” 

“Give it back, or I’ll twist your nipple in punishment.” 

 Gaz laughed grimly. “You wish.” 

 Dib gave her a look, then simply took the pizza box out of her hand effortlessly as she stood by and threw it to the other side of the sofa. Gaz stared at him in disbelief, but before she could bring up any sort of conclusion as to what was happening, he took her nipple between his fingers and twisted it hard. 

“Do you like this?! Do you?! Why don’t you hit me now, huh? What’s stopping you?” 

 A look of complete terror showed in his sister’s eyes as she realized there wasn’t any move she could make and that something was getting in the way of her body following her will to strike him down. “That’s right, sis,” drawled Dib, savoring the moment as she gasped weakly from the pain of her abused nipple. “Things are going to change around here from now on. Do you understand?”

“What?... I--” 

“DO YOU UNDERSTAND?” Dib shouted, then spit over her face. 

“I’m going to… get you for this…” 

 He laughed and took her entire tit in hand, squeezing it between his fingers as her body yielded to his total control. “Look at this!” His palm went under her fat tit and lifted it up, then he weighed it in his hand. Dib tried not to show his excitement, but the truth was that touching his hot sister in this way made his dick spit fire in his pants. All he wanted was to take the titcow and fuck her silly. 

“God, your tits are so fucking big and heavy. Is that why you’re so grumpy all the time? Is it your back?” 

 Gaz growled between gritted teeth, ready to pounce on him. “I’ll kill you for this, you weasel.” 

“Oh, I bet,” said Dib, a self-satisfied cackle leaving his mouth. All this planning and it actually worked just as he envisioned it. Here she was, ready to become his playing. After years of staring at her juicy chest, he finally slapped it around and enjoyed it in every way that he could think of while she grunted unhappily. 

 As he held her eyes hoping to see her break from the abuse of her tits, Gaz started grinning at him instead. Why is she looking at me like that? Is my device not working anymore? Sweat trickled down his face and he instinctively released her breast, preparing for the worst. “What’s so funny?” 

“You are,” his sister spat. “You think that because I can’t hit you I can’t hurt you? Whatever device you’ve got doing it, does it have anything for words? Because let me tell you something, bro, you’re a dumb loser. A skinny guy that a tiny dick that could never get a girl to give herself to him. You will literally never, EVER, know what it’s like to be wanted by someone like me, let alone a mega hottie losers like you daydream of. All you are is--” 

 Dib’s own fist flew out and whacked right on top of her head, sending her down into the sofa like they did in whack-a-mole. “Shut up!” he screamed furiously. “You don’t get to talk to me that way. I’ll show you… I thought I’d make you into my slave, but you’re way too bad for that. All you deserve to be is a punching bag.” 

“Dib, don’t you th--”

 Just hearing her pushy and self-absorbed tone was enough to put him on edge, and the second strike was even swifter than the first. It got her right in the nose, and a single drop of blood spilled over her heaving tits. “What are you doing?!” she yelled, looking scared for the first time.

“Stop talking, you bitch! Stop talking!” Dib got on top of her and wrapped his hands around her neck, watching the way her lewd tits moved across her chest as her body choked and spasmed. Even like this, she looks so hot. Hotter even…

 His cock was throbbing so powerfully that Dib thought it would rip out of his pants at any second. He removed his hands from her neck and gazed down at the trembling bust as she coughed and struggled to get enough air back into her lungs. “You’re nuts,” whispered Gaz, in a way so vulnerable that it sent electrifying pleasure down to his unbearably horny dick. 

 He grabbed her wet, naughty tongue between his fingers to stop her from saying anything that could ruin the moment, then came down and slipped into her mouth, pressing his tongue against hers as he extracted the first kiss in his life by raping his sister’s sweet lips. Her eyes were gaping with surprise, but she did nothing to push him out. Could she be enjoying this, too? 

 Maybe this was going to be it… The moment where Gaz realized that he wasn’t just some skinny weakling, but a genius that managed to bring her down with the simple power of his mind. She could bring a thousand guys more muscular than him, and they still wouldn’t be able to resist his creations. 

 Dib pulled away breathlessly and met her eyes, waiting for her reaction. “Oh, brother…” said Gaz, sounding altogether different than before. “That was nice…”

“Are y-you serious?” he stammered, his cheeks blushing so hard that it felt like they were being pinched. “

“Oh yeah. I’m so hot for you…” He had waited to hear this for so long. “Why don’t you fuck me right now with your big bad cock, bro? Just slip it inside of me.” 

“Fuck yes!” 

“I just have one condition.” Gaz smirked at him as her hands went up to fondle her nipples, stretching them and cooing as she did so. “You need to stop using whatever device you have active. Take me like a real man.” 

 In a single instant, his hopes were crushed and he realized that Gaz was only using him to try and disarm him. And a real man? What did that even mean? I am a real man. I got this far because I’m smart, which makes me more of a real man than anyone else. I’ve fought back aliens, and she thinks I’m not a real man? 

 Gaz propped herself up on her elbows and bit her lip. “What do you say, big boy?” 

“I… I say that you’re a stupid slut,” said Dib, staring down at his shaking hands. “You just don’t understand. I’m going to make you my bitch because I am stronger than you, and anyone else.” 

 His sister opened her mouth to respond, but Dib just slapped her as hard as he could, over and over, feeling his palms cracking with the pain as they whistled through the air and ripped into her cheeks. “Real man!?” he screamed. “You fucking cocktease! I’ll show you a real man!” 

 Gaz looked dizzy once he finished slapping her, but he was nowhere near done. Dib reached down and pulled out his pulsating dick, then dropped on top of her face. Despite her previous rants about how he was a pencil dick loser, she seemed surprised by the size of the veiny rod of man meat resting on top of her nose, going the whole length of her face. 

“I thought you said I had a small dick,” he teased, slapping her face with his hardened dick. “Do you still think that, sis? I guess it won’t be any problem for you to take my dick then, will it? It will just be easy peasy.”

“Wait…” she mumbled. “You aren’t serious, Dib… I’m your s--” 

 His knee hit her stomach savagely. “You aren’t my sister. A sister wouldn’t ever bully her brother like that and tease him so mercilessly. If you were my sister, you would’ve let me make love to you,” he argued. 

 Gaz opened her mouth to voice a response, but Dib immediately slammed his thick cock inside of it and shut her up. There was never a doubt in his mind that his dick was bigger than average, and watching Gaz struggle to fit it inside her mouth was a total confirmation of that. As he straddled her and squeezed her tits like stress balls, he could feel her tongue dancing restlessly along his cockhead as she struggled to fit the huge thing inside her mouth. 

“I would’ve let you learn how to worship my cock slowly,” Dib snapped. “Now, though, you’re going to have to make up for lost time, huh?” 

 His sister’s eyes opened to their full extent in a combination of fury and terror as he started pushing down her throat. Her hands came up to stop him; but since Gaz couldn’t even reach over to lay her hands on his body, let alone hit him, Dib just laughed and twined her fingers with hers in a cruel mockery of romance as he drove his shaft deeper and deeper. 

 Her throat was soft and wet and welcoming, just like he thought it would be. It was tight, though, and Dib could feel it stretch and wrap around his dick as he forced himself deeper inside despite her protesting muscles. Each inch brought him a little bit closer to putting it in the whole way, though by the time he was two thirds of the way inside, the shaft bulged so powerfully out of her neck that he could see the head outlined against her pale skin. 

 Gaz’s nostrils bubbled and trickled with spit, and her eyes kept rolling backwards in their sockets, but Dib just slapped her to make sure she was fully awake as she experienced her punishment. There was no way she could have imagined such a moment would be coming. That one day her whole body would be surrendered to his will, and that her throat would become nothing more than a cocksleeve to wrap around his dick. “But this is what you are,” Dib proclaimed aloud. “You’re nothing… You’re nothing but a fucking slut…” 

 All those years teasing me and only to beat me afterwards, and look at her now. Every single part of her hot body was his to ruin and use however he saw fit, and there was nothing his sister could do but take it like a champ and pleasure him as much as possible. “You’re going to learn to love the way I fuck you, Gaz.” 

 He turned around to get the best possible angle on her mouth, thinking of it more as a second pussy to pound into submission. There were still marks on her tits from the way he slapped them around and he grabbed them again, holding onto the soft flesh as he started hammering his shaft the rest of the way into her ever-tightening throat, his sweaty balls dangling right above her eyes. 

“Here we fucking go, sis! Get ready!” 

 His thrusts were merciless, and though Gaz gave in a little bit more with each push, he could hear all sorts of painful sounds coming from her body, from pops in her neck to her spit squelching around before it blasted out her nose. Every so often he pulled out halfway and gave her a chance to breathe. “Suck it!” he ordered. “Suck it, or I swear, I’m going to fucking cut off all the air from you and leave you retarded. You know that’s what happens to some people, right?” He thought to slap her, but the sight of her cowering weakly before him just electrified him and pushed him to punch her stomach instead, not just once by several times over. Then he laughed grimly. “You’re all hard, but I’ll make you nice and tender for me, eh?” 

 Gaz just lapped at his dick obediently as she listened to him ramble on, trying to get enough air back into her lugs. What the fuck is going on? she wondered numbly. Dib must have gotten something to be able to fuck her up like this, but she couldn’t see anything to break in order to save herself from this embarrassing circumstance. I can’t believe this loser is taking oral virginity… But she also couldn’t believe just how rough he was. Out of all the things she expected out of her brother, this never even remotely struck her as a possibility. He always seemed like the kind of guy that would perv on a poor girl while she was sleeping, not the kind of alpha that could facefuck one into total submission. God, am I actually getting turned on by this? Gaz wondered in shame, realizing she was beginning to taste his seed in her mouth as she sucked on the head. At first she only played along to spare herself a greater beating, but this… This isn’t so bad, actually… God, Dib is really crazy. 

 Dib lifted his dick and brought his balls into her mouth instead. “How do you like that, Gaz? How do you like being my bitch?”

 With her lips closed around the base of his balls she muttered an inaudible reply. It didn’t matter if she was grumpy. What mattered was that she obeyed his orders. And her tongue feels so nice. Christ, why didn’t I do this sooner? 

 As the balls left her mouth, Gaz was left staring breathlessly at him. Dib let his throbbing dick rest on her face. “You like that?” he teased.

 His sister bobbed her head. “Yes, actually.” 

 The response only made him grimace. “Bullshit, you do. I’m not falling for that again. But it doesn’t matter if you like it or not, sis. I’m still going to rape you.” 

 Gaz just snorted. “Bring it on then. I’m ready.” 

 No! This couldn’t be happening! Was she seriously enjoying herself? But I’m being so rough, there’s just… there’s no way! Dib knew she was a slut, but there was no way in hell that she was this much of a slut. She’s just pretending to try and outsmart me again. Ha! You dumb bitch. You think you can outsmart me? 

 Dib choked her again almost hard enough to crush her windpipe and then started pushing in again. Gaz wanted to screw with him? To pretend that she liked this? Okay, sure! “Let’s see how much you like this, you sleazy whore.” 

 His hands held her head as if it were a cheap sextoy as his hips did all of the word. He rammed his dick down her throat with the weight of his entire body, watching in satisfaction as her arms and legs flailed and the desperate way her tongue moved apologetically over his shaft. Gaz probably couldn’t breathe or even see a thing with his heavy balls covering her eyes, but that only made him happy to think about. Each thrust brought him closer to having the whole shaft inside of her, and by the time her lips finally reached the base of his big dick, Dib was ready to come. 

 He groaned and released his load inside of her, knowing every drop would be going inside of that thick and slutty body. All these years he waited for this moment. And now it finally happened. I’ve made her mine. 

 His throbbing cock pulled out and left her coughing up his cum while he took a moment to relax and enjoy his victory. Despite having just come, though, he felt far from done. Not only that, but he had become convinced that his sister truly deserved what she was getting. This wasn’t just about satisfying his arousal, it was about teaching her a lesson she would never forget, regardless of what tech he could use on her. 

“Jesus…” Gaz was saying, some seed still dripping out of her nose. “That was…” 

 Dib threw her to the floor and then kicked her. “You damned ignorant bitch! How dare you spit out my cum? Don’t you know what an honor it is for you to get that?”

“I’m so--” 

 His kick hit her right in the face and sent her scrambling across the floor. Dib ran after her and yanked her by the hair, then carried her over to the table. “You’re so stupid! So fucking stupid!” His angry fist found different parts of her body to abuse while she mewled weakly and took it all. He punched her in her thighs, in her belly, in her chest, and even slapped her fat ass a couple of times for good measure, to the point that he himself got exhausted. No, this is not enough! Dib told himself. 

 Gaz’s face was over the table, her half-closed eyes moving aimlessly as drool left her open mouth. The bitch looked so mentally overwhelmed that his cock became pure steel. Suddenly, Dib smashed her face down into the table, his dick twitching as he felt her make contact with the hard wood. “You like that, sis?” 

“Ngggg…” Gaz couldn’t say anything anymore. Her body just spasmed stupidly while her marked ass swayed and grinded against his dick. 

 Dib bit his lip and lowered his hand down to her pussy, relishing its scorching heat and running his fingers over the drenched and dripping lips, coating his fingertips in her sweet juices. Even if her mind would take more time to break, her body was definitely there already. She’s so wet already… Dib could barely believe it. What a slut, to get so wet from being bullied by her brother…

 He raised her head and slapped her cheek. “You’re such a slut!” Then he smashed it back into the table and brought the engorged head of his cock to her desperate pussy, sliding into it with ease, as if he were being swallowed up by cozy wet silk. 

“Ahhh, this is much better than your mouth,” he said, giggling. He slapped her ass and as he started pushing in and out of her, loving the way the cheeks moved and jiggled each time he slammed into her from behind. Unlike her throat that put such a strain on his dick to get all the way in, her young cunt just took him all the way down to his balls without the slightest obstacle, as if her body wanted nothing more than to be bred by him. 

“Do you like this, huh?” he teased her. “Do you like the way I’m taking your pussy? Why don’t you try to hit me now, huh? Why aren’t you stopping me?”

“Because…” Gaz spoke slowly, taking the time between guttural groans to bring out each word. “It…. feels… good…” 

 Dib smacked her around again and crushed her nose against the table. “Bullshit! Don’t give me that! I know you hate this, you little bitch. But I just don’t care. You’re mine now. This is payback!” 

 As he fucked her roughly from behind, he started taking notice of all the marks his hands had left all over her body, from the slaps that branded her as his slave, to the darkening bruises that confirmed the might he struck her with. As he yanked her hair back and looked to make eye contact as he took her cunt, he noticed that blood was dripping from her nose. 

 A part of him almost felt guilty. After all, Gaz was his sister, and there was no way for her to fight back at this time. On the other hand… how many times had she hunted him throughout the house just because he stared at her inappropriately? How many times had he been punished not for getting a stiffie, not because he was having inappropriate thoughts, but because she was standing right there with her cowtits hanging out in full view?

 No, she doesn’t deserve any consideration. Dib suddenly remembered how she talked before about his head being in the toilet and how she was going to drown him in there. “Hey, sis, remember what you said you were going to do to me?”

“Ahgngg~” Gaz muttered, her eyes just rolling white as his massive dick pounded their way through her insides, the head shredding its way to her most sensitive spots, pleasuring her in ways she never thought were possible from her lunatic brother. “Nnnnnggg~”

“I asked you a question, you dumb bitch!” Dib spit on her then bashed her in the head a couple more times. “Do you remember?”

“Ggnnhhhhn~” 

 There was just nothing coming out of her. So be it. He most certainly remembered. 

 Holding her by the hair as if he were taking his dog on a walker by the leash, he lifted her from the table and led her towards the bathroom, making sure not to let his dick slip out of her. As they reached the toilet, he kicked her legs from under her and pushed her face down into it, then slammed the lid over her head to the same rhythm that he fucked her in for his own amusement. 

“Are you having fun?” Dib asked. He could hear her violent breathing echoing out of the toilet along with her low grunts and moans. It was exactly what he wanted to hear, and with that ringing in his ears he dug his fingers into her meaty hips and started fucking her as hard as he could. 

 Each thrust was deeper than the last, and Dib battered her pussy with them, going into a mad frenzy as her cunt got so wet that the juices sloshed out as he pounded her. The heat of her body, especially from the inside, was unbearably good; as he got ready to fill her tummy up, Dib just wrapped his arms around her chest and held her tight, holding her like a plushie as he dumped everything into that cumdumpster of a womb. 

“Oh fuck,” he whispered, as he felt himself come, the heat inside of her so intense that he couldn’t even feel his dick anymore, as if her cunt was a forge that melted his steel away. But from the tingling that passed through him, Dib knew with certainty that he came, and a moment later he simply collapsed at her side, barely able to keep conscious as the flood of pleasure went through him. 

 As his eyes glanced over, he noticed that thick gobs of his seed were oozing out of her reddened pussy, while Gaz’s thighs shook weakly and kept on moving as if he were still going at it. What a damned slut. 

 Dib picked himself up, then went and got the plunger and came back to her. Now that he was all empty, he felt bad for coming inside of her. Not because she didn’t deserve it, but because she had earned far worse, and there was no reason to reward her with the gooey goodness of his seed and the stellar power of his dick. 

 You might not be able to hit me, but you’re still bullying me with this fat ass! he screamed, kicking her in the ass. 

 Gaz just cooed weakly from the inside of the toilet. 

“Enough is enough.” Determined, he put the plunger over her head as it rested in the toilet and pushed. He could hear the bubbles coming up as her head went into the water, and her limbs soon came to life, pushing against the toilet to get away. “No you don’t!” 

 Somehow, she managed to get away and started coughing up toilet water, over her cowtits and plump thighs, her lewd body already working its magic on Dib’s imagination. “N-No,” he stammered. “I can’t believe you won’t stop doing this! What, you don’t like water?” 

 Gaz raised her hands to ward him off, but he still kicked her in the stomach, hard enough that a jet of water left her mouth and she toppled over, wrapping her arms around her belly. Dib just grabbed his sister and dragged her back to the toilet, this time getting himself in position as he applied force to the plunger. 

“You’re not getting anywhere, do you hear me?! This is where you fucking belong!” After a while, she started struggling to get away again, but he used the power of every muscle in his body to hold her down, hitting her with the plunger until she went underwater for good and stopped moving. 

 Dib wiped the sweat from his face and was relieved to see that she was done moving. “Phew! That was a rough one.” He dropped the lid over her face, then took one last look at her branded ass and the pool of seed she knelt in. 

“The next time I see you, you better be wearing enough clothes. And I want you to talk to me with respect. Otherwise” - he glanced at the plunger in his hand - “this is nothing compared to what I can do. Do you hear me?” 

 The fact that she was finally unable to answer was a welcome change. 

 He left the bathroom and tried to busy himself, but he couldn’t get the image of her ass out of his mind. A few minutes later he returned furiously and jerked off quickly, releasing the hot ropes into the toilet, until her head was covered. 

“Okay…” Dib swallowed nervously. “Now I’m really done.”

 As he was about to leave, Gaz lifted up her head, face dripping with so much of his cum that she resembled a human candle burning away. “I’m going to… kill you for this…” There was so much exhaustion that her head went right back down into the toilet. 

 He only tapped the device, wondering how long it would take until his sister would finally learn her lesson. “We’ll see about that.”  

