Incest Thread-A New Start (Spa Twins) by Frostybox


                                            >You return from the grocery store with your bags in tow.

                                            >Very much tow.

                                            >Oh dear LORD is there so much in tow.

                                            >You pray to every god in thanks for your sisters not having locked the doors as you stumble through into the small studio above the spa.

                                            >The bags may as well be razor blades in your hands as you rush for the kitchen.

                                            >You almost knock Lotus over as you scoot past her in the kitchen.

                                            >"Oof! Anonymous, be more careful!" she scolds.

                                            "Sorry! Just becoming fused to plastic at the palms, no big deal" you respond while gently dropping everything on the ground by the fridge.

                                            >A heavy sigh escapes your lips while you squeeze your hands open and closed wincing as they sting with only the smallest movement.

                                            >You are exhausted, in pain, and pissed off your older sister.

                                            >But hey, one trip!

                                            >You receive a gentle bump from behind.

                                            >Two soft silky dainty hands slip out from under your arms.

                                            >They dance their way around your torso before meeting in the middle in the center of your chest.

                                            >Clasped tightly, they pull you back into the warmth that is your older sister Lotus.

                                            >She buries her face into your upper back, you can feel her hot breaths seep through your shirt, "Welcome back Anonymous~" she coos.

                                            >You place your hands over hers.

                                            "No I'm not going to make dinner tonight Lotus" you respond while breaking her grasp on you and stepping out away from her.

                                            >You spin around and face your sister, her cheeks are puffed into a pout.

                                            "You're out of your mind sis, I agreed to buy the groceries this week and ON TOP OF THAT you want me to cook too?"

                                            >She drops her pout, and instead runs her tongue over her upper lip, slowly.

                                            >Real slowly.

                                            >Her eyelashes seem to get suddenly fuller as she bats them at you before settling her lids into a half-lidded state.

                                            >"But Anonymous... I do SO love having what you make inside me~" she says, extremely breathily.

                                            >Your heart stirs and so does something else.

                                            >You step closer to your sister, she cups her hands behind her back and leans back slightly.

                                            >Her chest seems to expand with just those two motions making her shirt tight against her supple bosom.

                                            >You slowly raise a hand and gently cup her cheek.

                                            >She bites her bottom lip, you can see the hunger in her eyes.

                                            >You lean in and she lifts herself up on her tip-toes to meet you.

                                            >Her breath is hot on your face, you can smell the minty vanilla candies on her breath she likes to eat while she works.

                                            >Your lips hover just inches above hers.

                                            >Her rich bright blue eyes twinkle as they look deeply into yours.

                                            >You move...

                                            >Your lips, to tell her-

                                            "I'm not cooking tonight."

                                            >Her face immediately twist into a frown and she slaps your chest with all her strength, which means it stings, but not too much.

                                            >"You jackass" she huffs while you walk around her and towards the bathroom laughing to yourself along the way.

                                            >You reach the door in a short time and reach for the handle.

                                            >Only to slip just the tips of your fingers into your other sister's, Lotus's twin Aloe, pants as she had opened the door as you were reaching for it and her waistline is apparently door handle height.

                                            >You stand there frozen with shock, looking your other older sister in the eyes while the very tips of your fingers can feel bush.

                                            >She looks just as shocked as you for a moment, then her face returns to neutral.

                                            >You both remain frozen like this until she raises her arms and crosses them, "Are you going to take those out today or..."

                                            >Shit! Right...

                                            >You pull your hand back, the sudden temperature change from hot to cool makes your fingers tingle.

                                            "Sorry Aloe."

                                            >She smirks, "Save it for tonight little brother" she responds, punctuating her excitement with a wink as she continues past you.

                                            >You smile to yourself before walking into the bathroom.

                                            >Just as you are closing the door you can hear your two older sisters arguing in the kitchen.

                                            >"Come now Lotus, it's a celebration, we should leave the cooking to others."

                                            >Lotus sighs, "But I hate most of the delivery around here" she whines.

                                            >You hear a quiet smack which you recognize as one of Aloe's 'quick-fix kisses'.

                                            >"I'm certain if you ask him nicely he'll make you a small meal for yourself" Aloe reassures her sister.

                                            >You roll your eyes, but she's not wrong.

                                            >You'll probably wind up whipping something up for Lotus.

                                            >The bathroom door shuts behind you, the fan whirs as you walk over to the toilet.

                                            >After all, Lotus deserves it.

                                            >Hell all of you deserve it.

                                            >Today makes year number two that the spa has been open, and not only that but you all are finally starting to see some decent profit.

                                            >Two years of crippling budgeting has come to an end.

                                            >No more huddling together for warmth to keep heating costs low.

                                            >No more sitting naked together next to the fan and eating, then eventually just playing, with cheap popsicles to keep cool with the AC off.

                                            >No more rotating dinner duty every day to cut down on eating out.

                                            >No more living meagerly, but happily together for two years.

                                            >Now can all just live happily.

                                            >And when you all inevitably do those things again anyway, it'll be because you all wanted to, not because you also had to.

                                            >Finally you all are able to have more wiggle room.

                                            >You've already started planning what will be the first vacation any of you have had ever.

                                            >That's going to be their birthday surprise.

                                            >Happy thoughts and urine flow through you for the next little while while you whistle a jaunty tune.

                                            >Man, full bladder.

                                            >You rock back and forth on your heels a little while you tinkle.

                                            >Your head begins to bob with the slight sway of your body.

                                            >Soon the stream becomes little more than a dribble and you look down to make sure you don't get that last damn drop to come out in your boxers by giving your little guy a couple of shakes.

                                            >...And now you're playing with it.

                                            >You chuckle to yourself as you helicopter your dick a little, that chuckle dies down when your eyes wander to the general area around your swinging dick.

                                            >Specifically to the trashcan beside the toilet.

                                            >And specifically to the small white piece of plastic sitting on top of that trashcan.

                                            >Your blood begins to run ice cold as your brain begins associating what that piece of plastic might be.

                                            >It couldn't be...

                                            >There's no reason why this should be here, in your home.

                                            >Lotus is on birth control.

                                            >Aloe restricts you to hands, and mouth.

                                            >Your hand trembles as it lifts the small thin piece of plastic out of the trashcan.

                                            >You turn it over slowly in your hands, confirming your worst fear.

                                            >A pregnancy test faces up at you.

                                            >The bathroom door makes an audible thud throughout the open flat.

                                            >You hear a small clatter in the kitchen, most likely Aloe, was startled by the noise and dropped something.

                                            >”Anonymous!” Aloe scolds.

                                            >You storm your way into the kitchen.

                                            >Lotus is holding a hand over her mouth to stifle her laughter.

                                            >Aloe is looking up from a plate on the floor and reheated lasagna splattered by her feet.

                                            >Her glare at you fades the moment she takes in the angry look on your own face.

                                            >Lotus’ laughter dies immediately, she takes on a look of concern.

                                            >”Anonymous, what is wrong?” Lotus asks gently.

                                            >You hold up the pregnancy test for them both to see.

                                            >They both take on a deer in headlights look.

                                            >Even share a glance at each other before turning back to face you.

                                            “What. Is this. Doing here?”

                                            >Aloe, like usual, is the first to take action.

                                            >She holds up her hands in an attempt to pacify you some, “Anonymous wait, just listen to m-“

                                            >You cut her off, forcefully setting the test down on a nearby counter.

                                            >The slam makes both Aloe and Lotus jump.

                                            “What is this doing here?” you repeat, growling the question this time.

                                            >Lotus’ eyes begin to fill with tears, her body trembles every few seconds and her sniffling gets louder in the short silence since you demanded an answer.

                                            >Aloe turns back to look at her sister.

                                            >She walked over to Lotus and puts an arm around her while you stay in place, fuming with a mix of fear, confusion, and anger.

                                            >Lotus hugs herself tightly and leans into her sister’s embrace.

                                            >Aloe turns back to face you, her eyes are cool and confident.

                                            >”Anonymous, I will explain to you everything, pease just go sit in the living room.”

                                            >You spin around on your heels and turn towards the living area.

                                            >You cast one more glance at the small piece of plastic on the counter.

                                            >Its single line stares back at you like it did in the bathroom.

                                            >Leaving it where it is, you walk slowly towards the couch.

                                            >Behind you, you can hear Lotus’ trying to respond to her sister through sobs and catches in her throat, “I t-t-told you…”

                                            >”Shh, it’s okay Lotus-“ Aloe whispers back, “We’ll explain everything, and all will be well, you’ll see.”

                                            >You sit on the couch and bury your face into the palms of your hands.

                                            >Knowing the the test isn’t positive relieves you somewhat, but everything else about this situation makes that feeling of relief even less than insignificant.

                                            >Aloe and Lotus leave the kitchen together, with Lotus hanging just behind her sister.

                                            >They walk over and sit down on the couch adjacent.

                                            >Lotus sits on the end furthest away from you while Aloe sits closest.

                                            >She sets the pregnancy test down on the small coffee table in for of you both before calmly sitting up and looking you in the eyes.

                                            >Aloe takes in a deep breath and slowly lets it out, just like she instructs any client who needs relaxing downstairs in the spa.

                                            >”Anonymous…” she begins, speaking in her soothing ‘working voice’, “That test belongs to Lotus.”

                                            >Lotus flinches a little at the mention of her name.

                                            >You look away from her and turn back to face Aloe.

                                            “Okay, that still doesn’t explain-“

                                            >”She was not unfaithful to you, to us. So if that was your concern-“

                                            “My concern?! You think that my concern is that I was worried she was sleeping with other people?!”

                                            >Aloe’s face maintains that same calm composure as you shout.

                                            >You know it’s just a front, she was the best when it came to handling any difficult customers, but it’s still effective.

                                            >You take a second to breathe and calm down some before continuing in a more hushed but still upset tone.

                                            “My concern is that she is on the pill and we use condoms. Did they BOTH fail? Is she… late or something?”

                                            >You turn to your other sister now, her eyes are low to avoid looking at you.

                                            “Lotus-“ you call out to her, making her glance up at you briefly before lowering her eyes again, “-say something!”

                                            >Aloe enters your view, she has risen from her spot on the couch and stepped out directly in front of you.

                                            >She places her hands on your shoulder, leaving your eyes at level with her stomach.

                                            >Aloe kneads the muscle on your shoulders gently, “Anonymous, calm. Down.” she says with a commanding tone.

                                            >It’s rare that she ever uses it, especially now that you’re all adults, but it still has the same effect it did during childhood.

                                            >You become silent.

                                            >Aloe’s kneading stops , her hands trial down your arms and scoop up your hands to take them in hers.

                                            >She sits back down in her seat, pulling your hands with her, forcing you to turn more towards Aloe than to Lotus so she sits just at your periphery.

                                            >You look your sister in the eyes, her rosy pink orbs look back at you with a soothing gaze.

                                            >”Lotus was late” Aloe begins.

                                            >Oh thank go-

                                            >“Two months ago.”

                                            >WHAT?!

                                            >You can feel your blood run cold, the only warmth you feel is coming from your sister’s hands.

                                            >As if she knows what you’re thinking, she squeezes you tightly.

                                            >”It was just a scare then, she confided in me when she was later than usual, we debated about telling you but you were engrossed in running the numbers to make sure we are actually in the positive that we didn’t wish to add to your stress unnecessarily so we waited.”

                                            "Until now?!"

                                            >"Just a few days" she says reassuringly, "Until we could reliably take a test and know for certain. She wasn't pregnant so we never said anything to you."

                                            >You heart begins to slow, just a little.

                                            "I-I don't understand... then why the-"

                                            >"Well Anonymous, after the scare we started thinking..."

                                            >You don't like the way she paused on that.

                                            >"Thinking that perhaps... a child wouldn't be such a bad thing-"

                                            >You withdraw your hands away from hers, shocking her slightly going by the look on her face.

                                            "Such a bad thing?! We're siblings! God's sake Lotus, I'm your brother!"

                                            >Aloe rests a firm hand on your leg, squeezing your knee, "Anonymous, calm down. Listen to me" she commands again.

                                            >You can feel your hands trembling with the mixture of feelings swirling around in your gut.

                                            >She simply looks into your eyes, breathing slowly, you can almost feel the calmness emanating from your older sister.

                                            >"We love you, you know that. Yes?"

                                            >You are reluctant to answer, but you know she won't drop it until you say something.

                                            "Yeah, I guess..." you huff.

                                            >She accepts your answer and continues, "Do not guess Anonymous, know. We love you. I love you and Lotus loves you. We both love you dearly, we always have..."

                                            >You are actually caught a little off by how heartfelt that sounded.

                                            >"From the days we weathered together in our broken home-"

                                            >Mom passed before you really got to know her and dad was... he never really got over that.

                                            >"With each shard of glass picked from your body and each cut we cared for-"

                                            >And he always blamed you for the loss.

                                            >"To the day when you learned how... deep, our love for each other was-" Aloe states, sneaking a glance towards Lotus.

                                            >You had walked in on them one day.

                                            >Just as Lotus was tongue deep into Aloe, you replayed that moment many times during your adolescence.

                                            >"And as we began to share our love with you-"

                                            >They caught you "replaying" once and soon after you all did away with the need for memory.

                                            >"And over time, deepen that love-"

                                            >Things progressed when you all were alone, or when dad was passed out drunk on the couch.

                                            >So, often. And as a result of that, quickly.

                                            >They wanted to get a closer view while you got yourself off.

                                            >They didn't realize that "I'm getting close" means "I'm getting VERY close" when you're in your teens.

                                            >"In our own ways-"

                                            >Aloe acquired a taste for you, Lotus didn't care for it much.

                                            >Lotus much preferred the way you felt over the way you tasted.

                                            >Watching became touching, touching became grinding, and sickened grinding led to Lotus taking your virginity.

                                            >"It continued to blossom, even after escaping the confines of our broken home and living under the confines of the real world-"

                                            >Once they were eighteen and you were well into sixteen, you all left home.

                                            >You all worked just to barely afford to live away from home.

                                            >They had graduated high school and could take reception jobs.

                                            >You washed dishes and studied to take the GED during slow periods.

                                            >None of you had much, but you always had each other.

                                            >"It was not easy, yes? But together we survived-"

                                            >You passed the GED and even managed to get accepted into a local community college.

                                            >Encouraged or maybe a little envious, they never said, they took massage classes at a school recommended to them by the spa they worked in.

                                            >You all worked hard.

                                            >Eventually you graduated with a business degree with a focus in small business.

                                            >They became top staff and highly recommended at the spa they had worked at for years.

                                            >"We could have chosen to live meagerly, under the beck and call of others, but we were too headstrong for such a life yes? We trusted in our bond so much that the uncertainty did not deter us-"

                                            >With you running the numbers and taking on whatever position your sisters needed you to, most of the time requiring you to improvise until you figured out a system, and your sisters carrying a bunch of clientell over with them, you all opened the spa below you.

                                            >Turned the empty studio above into your home.

                                            >"Through every tear of joy and sorrow, every shout of both pleasure and frustration, embraces of compassion or lust, our love for each other swelled and now it is ready to burst forth from our chests."

                                            >She's... it's not like what she's saying isn't wrong-

                                            >"You feel it too, yes?" she asks, taking her hand off your knee and placing it against your chest.

                                            >You nod slowly.

                                            >"Your love for us is ready to overflow. What we have, discussed, is to share it. Allow our love to pour into a new heart. One that is all ours and itself in the same, one that will not know ache like we have. One that will blossom as we nurture it."

                                            >Your heart feels tight in your chest, stomach is all twisted in knots, palms are sweaty and cold.

                                            >What she's trying to convince you of...

                                            >What they think is the right move forward.

                                            "Aloe I... think I understand what you're saying but..."

                                            >She cuts you of by placing a finger to your lips.

                                            >Her arm extends out and she pulls a reluctant Lotus over towards her.

                                            >"Lotus, love, he is complacent now. Express to him your feelings."

                                            >Your sisters switch and now a timid Lotus sits before you.

                                            >Her hands fidget together and her eyes remain low.

                                            >She mumbles something under her breath.

                                            >Aloe nudges your sister, goading her into speaking up.

                                            >"The day I realized I hadn't started cramping at all that month made me so scared that I couldn't even explain myself to Aloe, the thought of telling you made me shut down completely."

                                            >You watch her hands slowly trail their way out past her lap and towards you.

                                            >"Aloe calmed me down enough to think straight and convinced me to wait before telling you anything."

                                            >Her fingertips brush at yours.

                                            >"Every moment of every day that passed until we figured the test would be accurate I thought about how to explain what had happened to you."

                                            >You slide your hands forward and let her trail her fingers down the length of yours.

                                            >"That I was pregnant. That I was carrying your child inside me, despite all the precaution we took, our expression of love had become more than just emotional..."

                                            >Her fingers reach down to the base and slowly clasp around your hands.

                                            >"And with each passing day... I became less scared."

                                            >She chances a look up at you.

                                            >The expression on your face must be anything other than mad now as she's no longer looking away, you don't really know how you're feeling right now.

                                            >"I started thinking about how the baby might have your beautiful eyes, or be burdened with my pointy nose..."

                                            >You can't help but smile a little at her joke.

                                            >She returns with one in kind.

                                            >"And then the day came, Aloe had already bought the tests as she knew I wouldn't have been able to buy them myself..."

                                            >She tosses a glances at Aloe, who smiles back in return.

                                            >"And so I sat on the toilet, paralyzed with so many conflicting emotions, for so long that I eventually couldn't hold it any more."

                                            >Her eyes begin to gloss over with tears.

                                            >"I waited out the time for the results to show, each second passed by with agony as I knew I would soon have to face the knowledge of my future."

                                            >Her breath shudders and she has to stop and take a breath to compose herself.

                                            >"I turned the test over and... I had my answer. Some part of me felt relief, but I think the reason I sobbed into my hands while you both were watching a movie was because a larger part of me suddenly felt... empty."

                                            >The way she croaked out that last word, the true sorrow behind it grips at your chest.

                                            >"I tested myself two more times after that, but it was only when my cramps came that I knew for certain that they were accurate and that I was not with child."

                                            >You gently trace your thumbs over the back of her hands, doing what little you can right now to soothe your sister.

                                            >"Aloe and I talked for a long time about these feelings I had, in the end we came to a conclusion, and I stopped taking birth control last month."

                                            >You take in a sharp breath.

                                            >Mind begins to reel with what all had transpired over last month.

                                            >Lotus gives your hands a squeeze, "We were safe Anonymous, and Aloe was tending to you more anyway" she says to put you somewhat at ease.

                                            "So then... why-"

                                            >Knowing what your question was going to be, she cuts you off, "We wanted to discuss it with you first Anonymous, honest, but I was late again. I thought perhaps we were blessed with a faulty condom, and apparently I was a little careless after seeing the results..."

                                            >The seat beside you sinks, Aloe had crossed over while you were focused on Lotus.

                                            >Her arms slip around your body and she presses her body against yours.

                                            >"And now that you are caught up... we would like to hear your thoughts."

                                            >Your thoughts?

                                            >After having all of this dropped on your head.

                                            >Reliving the majority of your life in loving little snippets?

                                            >Hearing the emotional burden all of this has put on your sisters...

                                            >Imagining Lotus, happily rubbing her swollen stomach.

                                            >A baby with emerald eyes and a small pointed nose.

                                            >"Anonymous... we have everything we need to provide a good life for our child" Aloe whispers.

                                            "Our child..."