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I kept my maiden name and only Anna knew that I was married. Her relationship with Tanja also went well and Anna was hoping for a proposal. However, Tanja was not the marrying kind, so Anna would probably have to wait forever. Like the year before, Andy and I spend the first vacation of the summer in our cabin. Unlike his first intention, he didn’t stop working, and continued to improve his software. He could sell the improved version to an even higher amount and through our marriage and our shared account, I knew how rich we were. I had never seen that many numbers in one amount before. In our marriage settlement we set that I get 10 % of Andy’s fortune in case of a divorce. Therefore, I didn’t have to care about my financial future at all. Before we went to the cabin, we let it renovate and especially dig a hole for a basement. The basement was one big room and only had one purpose. It was the playing room. We bought the same dildos and sex toys we already had at home to put in the cabins basement. That way, we didn’t have to carry the stuff around every time we went on holiday. We also bought new dildos and stuff and tried it out. It turned out to be our new favourite hobby. Some of the dildos were quite boring and useless, but most of them were real fun.
On the last day of the holiday, I received a call from my sister. My mum was in hospital. The home journey felt like a torture. There was traffic jam everywhere and it took us like forever to get to the hospital. It turned out, my mother had depressions and had to stay in a special hospital for a long time. My sister was crying the whole time. That was the moment, I realised that she was afraid that nobody would be there for her. I was overwhelmed by the situation, but Andy lifted her up and comforted her. I didn’t know what to do without him. He told her that everything was going to be fine and that he and I would take care of her. The next day, Cindy moved into our home. She stayed in the guest room and we renovated it gradually until it was a beautiful room for a 11-year-old girl. Having Cindy around us, meant, of course, that we had to reduce our naked time and playing around in the house. However, Cindy was often out with her best friend and we had the afternoons for us. My final exams were coming and I couldn’t wait to finish school. Meanwhile, my mum’s condition worsened and after three months, it was clear, that she had to stay in a mental hospital forever. Therefore, Andy and I decided to adopt Cindy. Within less than one and half years, I turned from being a girl with an abusive step-father to a married woman and a mother. Cindy was still my sister, but technically I was her mother and therefore responsible for her. Luckily, she was an easy c***d, without high requirements. In fact, her teacher told us that she had changed. She has been the best girl in her class since first grade, but always had difficulties coping with other c***dren. She was very mature and preferred hanging out with older k**s. Living with us had obviously made her realise that she could also hang out with k**s her age. Her big dream was to become a doctor one day.
After a while living with her, we got more relaxed around her. It was summer, so Andy and I often were naked on the terrace. Cindy didn’t mind and I could see in her eyes that she liked what she saw. She started using the sunbed and went to the gym with us. I taught her how to use make up and she became really good with it. For her twelfth birthday, she dyed her hair purple. One day, we were standing in front of a mirror next to each other. We looked alike a lot and I saw in her the girl I used to be and my transformation. She only started it four years earlier then I did. We hugged and I told her I love her. She looked me in the eyes and I could see that there was something on her mind. “What is it, honey?” I asked. She hesitated and finally said with a low voice, “I know what you are doing when I’m not home or in the evening when I’m in bed. I’m not stupid, I know how the internet works and how to find those things. I have seen some of your toys.” I sat her down on the bed and kneed in front of her. “Darling, those are adult things. Don’t worry about it, Andy and I know what we are doing and we would never hurt each other. But you have to keep this to yourself, okay?” “I’m not worried. And I don’t want to tell anybody. But I’m curious. I have seen your belly bulging and your asshole looks different. Can I please watch the next time you play with your toys?” My brain needed some time to process what she just had said. My 12-year-old sister had figured out what Andy and I were doing. And most of all, she said she wanted to watch. “I have to talk to Andy about this. In fact, I’m not quite sure how to response.” I gave her a kiss on the forehead and she walked into her room. Before dinner, I told Andy about it. He thought about it a while. When sitting at the table, he talked to Cindy. “Sarah told me you are curious about what we are doing in the basement and the bathroom when you’re not home or at night.” My sister nodded. “What do you think we are doing?” he asked her. “I think what you are doing is called anal fisting. And you put things into each other’s asses and sometimes leave it there. I have seen videos on the internet and I’m really curious how that looks in real life.” “You did quite a good research. You are absolutely right. But you know that you cannot talk to anybody about this topic, right? At least not before Sarah is 18. Do you understand that?” Cindy nodded again. “Yes. Yes, I know. I won’t tell anybody. I just want to watch. You know, I want to become a doctor and I’m interested from a medical view.” “That sounds quite reasonable,” Andy thought and looked at me. Obviously, he wanted a reaction from me. I was still not quite sure what to think, but I nodded. “Well then,” Andy said. “We will prepare an extra session for you tomorrow to show you what we do. How does that sound?” Cindy smiled the biggest smile I have ever seen on her face. She stood up, came to me, gave me a kiss on the cheek and said, “Thanks mum.” Then she went to Andy, hugged him, gave him also a kiss on the cheek and said, “Thanks dad.” After she had left the dining room, I looked at Andy. “She called us mum and dad,” I whispered. Andy chuckled. “That’s what we technically are.”
On the next evening, we took Cindy to the bathroom to show her some of our tricks. We had decided that the bathroom would be better to not overtax her with the number of toys in the basement. She sat on the toilet seat and watched us with big curiosity. We only did the standard stuff. Fisting, some belly bulging, prolapsing and finally one dildo in each our bodies. Cindy’s smile became bigger and bigger. When we said we were finished, her smile suddenly dropped. “Are you not going to have… sex?” she asked. “Why would you want us to have sex? It’s not that special.” Andy replied. “Okay. That was kind of cool. But next time, I want to watch you while you are really doing what you normally are doing. This was kind of staged.” “We won’t have you around when we have sex,” Andy said with an angry undertone. Suddenly, her eyes filled with tears and she ran into her room. We cleaned the dildos and ourselves and got dressed. I wanted to go into Cindy’s room, but found the door locked. I banged against the door, when suddenly Andy grabbed me and pushed me away. He sat down in front of the door and started to talk in his sweet, soft voice. When I was almost at the stairs, I heard the door unlock and Andy get inside. I was definitely not made to be a mother.
He came into the living room an hour later. I had heard them talking and Cindy even laughing at the end. “What was that all about?” I asked. Andy sat down next to me. “You know she loves you, right?” I nodded. “And she is looking for a role model. Somebody, she can look up to. Somebody, who she can follow. Normally that’s a mothers role. Or a big sisters. In your case, you are both for her.” “You mean that I am her role model?” “Why do you think she dresses like you? Why do you think she wants to look like you? Do the things you do? She wants to be like you. She’s really mature for her age and I think we have a serious chance here to form our daughter to be like we want her to be.” “What do you mean?” “She wants to start a scientific project. Or medical project. Whatever you like to call it. She wants to join us and play with our toys and being fisted and so on. Just like you do.” My mind was racing. My little sister wants to be like me. She wants a stretched asshole like mine, she wants to be fisted. “What did you tell her?” “That we start her training tomorrow.”
On the last day of the holiday, I received a call from my sister. My mum was in hospital. The home journey felt like a torture. There was traffic jam everywhere and it took us like forever to get to the hospital. It turned out, my mother had depressions and had to stay in a special hospital for a long time. My sister was crying the whole time. That was the moment, I realised that she was afraid that nobody would be there for her. I was overwhelmed by the situation, but Andy lifted her up and comforted her. I didn’t know what to do without him. He told her that everything was going to be fine and that he and I would take care of her. The next day, Cindy moved into our home. She stayed in the guest room and we renovated it gradually until it was a beautiful room for a 11-year-old girl. Having Cindy around us, meant, of course, that we had to reduce our naked time and playing around in the house. However, Cindy was often out with her best friend and we had the afternoons for us. My final exams were coming and I couldn’t wait to finish school. Meanwhile, my mum’s condition worsened and after three months, it was clear, that she had to stay in a mental hospital forever. Therefore, Andy and I decided to adopt Cindy. Within less than one and half years, I turned from being a girl with an abusive step-father to a married woman and a mother. Cindy was still my sister, but technically I was her mother and therefore responsible for her. Luckily, she was an easy c***d, without high requirements. In fact, her teacher told us that she had changed. She has been the best girl in her class since first grade, but always had difficulties coping with other c***dren. She was very mature and preferred hanging out with older k**s. Living with us had obviously made her realise that she could also hang out with k**s her age. Her big dream was to become a doctor one day.
After a while living with her, we got more relaxed around her. It was summer, so Andy and I often were naked on the terrace. Cindy didn’t mind and I could see in her eyes that she liked what she saw. She started using the sunbed and went to the gym with us. I taught her how to use make up and she became really good with it. For her twelfth birthday, she dyed her hair purple. One day, we were standing in front of a mirror next to each other. We looked alike a lot and I saw in her the girl I used to be and my transformation. She only started it four years earlier then I did. We hugged and I told her I love her. She looked me in the eyes and I could see that there was something on her mind. “What is it, honey?” I asked. She hesitated and finally said with a low voice, “I know what you are doing when I’m not home or in the evening when I’m in bed. I’m not stupid, I know how the internet works and how to find those things. I have seen some of your toys.” I sat her down on the bed and kneed in front of her. “Darling, those are adult things. Don’t worry about it, Andy and I know what we are doing and we would never hurt each other. But you have to keep this to yourself, okay?” “I’m not worried. And I don’t want to tell anybody. But I’m curious. I have seen your belly bulging and your asshole looks different. Can I please watch the next time you play with your toys?” My brain needed some time to process what she just had said. My 12-year-old sister had figured out what Andy and I were doing. And most of all, she said she wanted to watch. “I have to talk to Andy about this. In fact, I’m not quite sure how to response.” I gave her a kiss on the forehead and she walked into her room. Before dinner, I told Andy about it. He thought about it a while. When sitting at the table, he talked to Cindy. “Sarah told me you are curious about what we are doing in the basement and the bathroom when you’re not home or at night.” My sister nodded. “What do you think we are doing?” he asked her. “I think what you are doing is called anal fisting. And you put things into each other’s asses and sometimes leave it there. I have seen videos on the internet and I’m really curious how that looks in real life.” “You did quite a good research. You are absolutely right. But you know that you cannot talk to anybody about this topic, right? At least not before Sarah is 18. Do you understand that?” Cindy nodded again. “Yes. Yes, I know. I won’t tell anybody. I just want to watch. You know, I want to become a doctor and I’m interested from a medical view.” “That sounds quite reasonable,” Andy thought and looked at me. Obviously, he wanted a reaction from me. I was still not quite sure what to think, but I nodded. “Well then,” Andy said. “We will prepare an extra session for you tomorrow to show you what we do. How does that sound?” Cindy smiled the biggest smile I have ever seen on her face. She stood up, came to me, gave me a kiss on the cheek and said, “Thanks mum.” Then she went to Andy, hugged him, gave him also a kiss on the cheek and said, “Thanks dad.” After she had left the dining room, I looked at Andy. “She called us mum and dad,” I whispered. Andy chuckled. “That’s what we technically are.”
On the next evening, we took Cindy to the bathroom to show her some of our tricks. We had decided that the bathroom would be better to not overtax her with the number of toys in the basement. She sat on the toilet seat and watched us with big curiosity. We only did the standard stuff. Fisting, some belly bulging, prolapsing and finally one dildo in each our bodies. Cindy’s smile became bigger and bigger. When we said we were finished, her smile suddenly dropped. “Are you not going to have… sex?” she asked. “Why would you want us to have sex? It’s not that special.” Andy replied. “Okay. That was kind of cool. But next time, I want to watch you while you are really doing what you normally are doing. This was kind of staged.” “We won’t have you around when we have sex,” Andy said with an angry undertone. Suddenly, her eyes filled with tears and she ran into her room. We cleaned the dildos and ourselves and got dressed. I wanted to go into Cindy’s room, but found the door locked. I banged against the door, when suddenly Andy grabbed me and pushed me away. He sat down in front of the door and started to talk in his sweet, soft voice. When I was almost at the stairs, I heard the door unlock and Andy get inside. I was definitely not made to be a mother.
He came into the living room an hour later. I had heard them talking and Cindy even laughing at the end. “What was that all about?” I asked. Andy sat down next to me. “You know she loves you, right?” I nodded. “And she is looking for a role model. Somebody, she can look up to. Somebody, who she can follow. Normally that’s a mothers role. Or a big sisters. In your case, you are both for her.” “You mean that I am her role model?” “Why do you think she dresses like you? Why do you think she wants to look like you? Do the things you do? She wants to be like you. She’s really mature for her age and I think we have a serious chance here to form our daughter to be like we want her to be.” “What do you mean?” “She wants to start a scientific project. Or medical project. Whatever you like to call it. She wants to join us and play with our toys and being fisted and so on. Just like you do.” My mind was racing. My little sister wants to be like me. She wants a stretched asshole like mine, she wants to be fisted. “What did you tell her?” “That we start her training tomorrow.”
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