Chapter 1 - Troubled Waters

 
Jinx watched from a nearby rooftop.
 
She twirled one of her overlong braids, hanging her arm over the edge of the small brick battlement. It whirled like a manic clock-hand. Being almost seven feet long, the very tip of the electric-blue braid whizzed in front of the highest window in the apartment. Nobody noticed, because it was well past midnight, and everyone was asleep. Almost everyone, anyway. Jinx lay on her front, caring little for the gravel poking her in her nude belly. She was used to physical pain. Not so used to emotional anguish.
 
Victoria groaned softly as she pulled out of Caitlyn’s tight, dry pussy. “It, uh, it’s not usually like this,” she murmured, rubbing the side of her head, where her hair was shaved. Her whole forehead was sweating with the heat, and her legs quivered with effort. She’d been fruitlessly thrusting into Caitlyn for over ten minutes, and her cock was still only half-hard. She desperately hoped Caitlyn didn’t notice, as the insane chubby thickness of Vi’s cock was putting up a good middle ground. Was she going to need the fucking blue pills? She was barely 25!
 
“Whatever, it’s fine,” Caitlyn said mildly. She was wearing a yellow shirt that covered her large chest, but her nipples weren’t sticking out despite her lack of a bra. That, and her dryness, gave the distinct impression that she wasn’t even remotely aroused. She almost glared into Vi’s blue eyes. “Get off me.”
 
Vi did as she was told, rolling over onto her back, and then off the bed entirely. Her thick cock was already completely soft, as she stuffed it back into her white boxer briefs. “Yikes,” she thought, heading quickly into the bathroom.
 
Jinx couldn’t hear anything, and she didn’t see the details either. In fact, she saw Vi slide off of Caitlyn after a spirited ten-minute marathon of fucking, both girls so satisfied that Vi staggered into the bathroom and Caitlyn rolled onto her side and covered herself with the blankets. Her forehead grew hot, and her fingers began to rapidly, obsessively shake against the binoculars, her long nails tapping like mad.
 
Her electric pistol, Zapper, was buried in her pussy. Sometimes when she watched people fuck, she liked to slide the ribbed barrel in and out. But as she watched Caitlyn with her sister, she just felt sad. Her pussy was just as dry as Caitlyn’s. She blew air through pursed lips.
 
Victoria, better known as Vi, went up to the mirror and sighed, focusing her gaze on herself. Bubblegum-pink hair hung down in a barely-combed mess as sparkling blue eyes stared back at her. Things had never been this bad between her and Caitlyn. Jinx had stepped up her campaign of mayhem fivefold in the last three weeks, and it left the Sheriff and the Enforcer feeling both exhausted and frustrated. But… Vi sighed. It hadn’t been very good before this, either. All Jinx had done was started to call everything into question. Was this relationship even worth it?
 
Vi had no idea, of course, that her sister was spying on her through the window. Now that she was in the bathroom, Jinx couldn’t peer at anyone except Caitlyn, and she felt waves of boiling hate in her head as she did. Caitlyn was… beautiful. Her legs were long and smooth, her thighs meaty, her ass hand-filling. Her stomach was spotless, and her breasts were big and gropable, enough to lose your fingers in her cleavage. Caitlyn’s face was sculpted like marble, with a jaw to die for and deep purple eyes which matched her long, silken hair.
 
And what did Jinx have? She pouted, gazing down at her utterly flat chest and mosquito bite nipples, her stick-like legs and too-long midriff. She was too thin, almost completely white, and what color her skin did have was around her tired eyes. Her incredibly long, aqua hair was very attention-grabbing to be sure, but she reviled her pink eyes, thinking they looked bloodshot. She didn’t have a home, and didn’t know how to go shopping for herself. Her clothing was nothing more than leather belts and bandoliers, because leather was the only fabric that had survived both the years of wear and frequent proximity to explosions. She hated herself. A laugh forced its way from between her lips. Vi used to…
 
* * *
 
“I love you, and I always will,” Victoria said, balls-deep in Jinx’s juicy, bulging pussy. 
 
“I love you too, big sister,” she replied, her voice shaking, her little girlcock twitching. “Now hurry up and cum in me before I go crazy.”
 
“Before you go really crazy,” Victoria murmured, their noses touching. Jinx giggled, and Vi smirked, getting all the more turned on by that cute, girlish laugh. “Oh god, you know I can’t stand it when you’re that cute.” She pushed a deep kiss on her sister, her lover, their tongues sliding together as Jinx moaned out loud and Vi suddenly came, shooting a thick load into the girl’s womb.
 
* * *
 
There was no way for either woman to know that they were both thinking of the same memory at that moment. Jinx’s cunt clamped down on Zapper as she imagined it, and Vi’s cock bulged in her boxer briefs. Jinx’s laugh turned bitter as she knew that she’d never have that again with her sister, her lover. Vi just sighed even more hopelessly, her head spinning suddenly. She took an aspirin and downed it with warm tap water. All three girls went to bed completely unsatisfied that night. Vi brooded, Caitlyn was too tired to brood. Jinx lay on the gravel rooftop of the building, not bothering to remove the pussy plug as she slept, dreaming of Vi.
 
“Good night cupcake,” Vi said gently as she crawled into bed. She faced Caitlyn, prepared to lie down as big spoon, but Caitlyn just stared out the window, her eyes focused on nothing. She had seen a building go down in flames today. Jinx had launched several hundred pounds of self-propelled explosives into its middle, and it twisted to the side, groaning like an injured giant, before plummeting through the hole between the streets of Piltover, and coming to an apocalyptic crash far below in the pits of Zaun. Hundreds were dead, almost all of them from Zaun, but the Piltovan press would only report its own deaths, while what passed for newspapers in Zaun would call for violent revolution. Caitlyn could see the headlines now: CORRUPT PILTIE COPS FAIL AGAIN! These ghosts haunted Caitlyn’s mind, and she reflexively gripped the blankets with her hand, sinking her upper teeth into her lip until it cracked and bled. Zaun didn’t like to focus on the fact that Jinx had come from there in the first place. And, she supposed, so did Vi, once…
 
* * *
 
Jinx and Vi walked down one smoky street of Zaun, hand in hand. Vi was 18, Jinx just 16, but they were very much in love with each other. Despite the smog, they often stared at each other with glittering eyes. “I love you,” Vi said, squeezing her hand softly. Jinx just giggled. These streets were relatively safe, particularly if one did not travel alone, and especially if one happened to be young, because robbers don’t waste their time on those with light pockets. But Victoria had grown into a healthily-muscled and tall young woman who didn’t at all look her age.
 
“Turn out your pockets,” came a voice from behind, and Vi gave her hand one more faint squeeze before turning to face it. The snipe looked to be perhaps 14, and holding a steam-gun in one grey hand. He was easily half of Vi’s weight, and that alone had suggested that the sisters ate well.
 
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Vi said calmly, raising both arms to her stomach, and cracking her fingers. “Because we can do this. In fact, go on,” she goaded, despite the loaded weapon pointed at her. “I could use a little exercise.”
 
The snipe sank back into the alley, unwilling to rob someone who was prepared to fight back. The gun disappeared into his green trenchcoat, and then he, too, disappeared.  Vi turned back, looking down at Jinx, who was vibrating with admiration. “Oh come on, I pull the same trick at least five times a day.”
 
Jinx’s eyes were positively glowing. “And it’s soooo cool every time. When I grow up I wanna be just like you, big sis!” she cheered, hanging on Vi’s arm. Their age difference was not so much these days, and this was a remnant of a much older joke between the girls. “Plus I know you really would beat them up if they let you.”
 
“I would,” Vi said with pride in her voice. She cocked her head to the side, making it crack too. She continued snapping her fingers until all eight had been done. This, too, made Jinx cling to her even harder. “Eh, if you hang on me like that, I won’t be able to walk anymore.”
 
“Come on, big sis,” Jinx pouted, looking up at her. “The soup kitchen will still be there later. But you can fuck me nowwwwww.”
 
“Surely I can still fuck you later, too, once I’ve had something to eat,” Vi said, but grinned. “You want me to keep my chiseled physique, right?” she grunted, lifting her arm, lifting Jinx off the floor as the girl dangled from her bicep.
 
“Awwwwwwww but when you do stuff like that it makes me even more hornyyyyy,” she whined, and Victoria laughed.
 
“I’ll make you a deal,” she said, rubbing Jinx’s head. “I have to piss… If you drink me dry, I’ll fuck you when we get home.”
 
“You know just how to woo me,” Jinx beamed, already licking her lips. There wasn’t much she craved more deeply than Victoria’s hot piss pouring down her throat. Her mouth popped open automatically and her tongue slid free, practically begging her sister to use her as a urinal. Vi shivered deeply as she gazed down Jinx’s wet pink throat, her saliva-drenched tonsils glistening. Vi smothered Jinx’s face with her hand, forcing the girl away, and they both laughed.
 
“I haven’t had a fresh drink in hours,” Jinx pleaded, now real notes of pain and desire entering her voice. She batted her eyelashes, and Victoria took a quick look in both directions before shoving Jinx down a deserted alley, which were in absolute abundance in Zaun.
 
Jinx knelt down behind a dumpster so that nobody could see them from the street. Vi sighed heavily and unbuttoned her pants, letting her enormous cock flop out, inch by inch. Jinx licked her lips and then let her mouth fall open, even pulling down her shirt to expose her nipples. “Jesus, girl,” Vi swore, looking left and right again. “Jesus.”
 
Jinx giggled, saying nothing, only reaching up and taking her sister’s huge cock in one hand. The weight of it… it wasn’t hard to lift, but it wasn’t easy either. “Mmm, you’ve got a treat for me, don’t you, big girl?” She moaned again, sliding her tongue in circles over the only-barely-exposed glans, “I can tell you do. You’re just busting to take a piss inside your little sister. Well go on then,” she breathed, bringing the cock in on the red carpet of her tongue before closing her lips around the tip. She moaned unnecessarily loud, reached down and started fingering herself with one finger, hand stuffed down her skirt. Vi suddenly pushed forward hard, knocking Jinx’s head against the concrete wall and stuffing her mouth with hot dick. 
 
“You want this cock, slut? You want my piss? Yeah you do. Here you go,” she hissed, clamping her muscles down hard. Piss erupted from the tip, spraying into Jinx’s mouth. The girl didn’t make any noise except for a small, barely audible gulp, gulp, gulp as she dutifully drained her sister’s bladder. “This is your rightful place, on your knees, drinking my piss, got it!?” she whispered furiously, still banging Jinx’s head against the wall. Jinx whined, nodding slightly and moaning, Mhm, mhm! There was pain and discomfort in her eyes but her cheeks dimpled as she started sucking the piss out, letting it roll around on her tongue before she swallowed it with a cute glp. “Show you what kind of treat I give to sluts like you.” She grabbed Jinx’s braids, which were only two feet long at her age, and started roughly fucking her face, making sure her head banged against the wall as punishment. “Whore,” she murmured, bending her legs slightly and pissing on the roof of Jinx’s mouth, splattering her uvula and making her gag. Jinx swallowed the putrid stuff clumsily, the filth spilling out of her mouth and down her shirt. “Oh great, now we aren’t going to get to the food bank until you change and bathe, otherwise you’ll stink like piss.” Victoria punched her in the head. “Dumbass, learn to swallow what I give you.”
 
Jinx was almost in tears. “Uhhhh… uh-huh!” she whined, nodding furiously. Her little throat went glpglpglpglp as she just ignored the taste and started swallowing as fast as she could. Her eyes were red-rimmed, though it wasn’t clear if it was from the bad air quality, or her own distress.
 
* * *
 
What passed for Jinx and Vi’s home was an orphanage deep in the Gray. The air was terrible. “Someday we’ll live up there,” Victoria sighed, pointing skyward. Distantly, they could see the twinkle of Piltover, miles above. The city shone like gold, even at night. Jinx sighed softly and nuzzled deeper into her sister’s embrace, cuddling the woman with her hand. She ran her fingers idly over Victoria’s stomach, sparing a sidelong gaze at her full breasts. Victoria was a woman… Jinx was but a girl. She felt fear and shame well up inside her and she swallowed with a lump in her throat. 
 
“I love you,” she said, hiding her fears behind her singular adoration of her sister, lover, and best friend.
 
“I love you too, silly,” Victoria said, not picking up on Jinx’s discomfort. She was still gazing up, up at Piltover, while Jinx gazed, instead, at her.