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A Bet To Lose, Chapter 24 free porn video
Zoe's brother was being weird.
His pigtails were swinging slightly, framing his lightly made-up face.
The glitter on his lavender, heart-adorned top and ruffled skirt was
glistening in the morning sun, only hidden by his pretty pink backpack,
and the bells on his socks were lightly jingling while the lights were
flashing on his two-inch heeled sneakers as he skipped along like an
adorable little first-grade sweetheart out with her big sister.
None of that, of course, was the weird part. That had become his normal
resting state, the person he liked to be when he didn't have to be anyone
else. The weird part was that he'd obviously had something on his mind,
and when asked about it, simply said that he wouldn't explain anything
until they were in the same room as Susie. This worried her a bit, but he
certainly didn't seem upset about whatever it was, given that he'd
happily picked out his own outfit to skip along with after they'd had
breakfast and their mother had gone off to work. (Heather was attempting
to get better at cooking and buying better food, and her children had
been an enormous help.)
Richard was actually kicking himself a bit for not having figured it out
earlier. He had been so preoccupied with the enjoyable parts of what they
were doing, along with the security in knowing what she would never do to
him, that he had completely neglected to seriously consider what the two
of them had actually been doing the whole time. Of course she had never
cuckolded him, or tricked him into some humiliating situation, or did any
kind of bait-and-switch, or commanded him to do something truly
demeaning. No, she saw him as a treasure she wanted to keep, presumably
for the rest of her life, and how does a girl best guarantee her future
with a boy with such a strong sense of responsibility?
She hadn't betrayed him; in a way, she'd done the exact opposite of that.
"Well, aren't you looking cute today?" Susie said, smiling. "Did you
remember to skip like I told you?"
"Mmm-hmm!" Richard said, his girlishly painted lips in a wide smile as he
and his big sister walked into Susie's house.
"I'm very proud of you," Susie began, but he interrupted her.
"Hi, very proud of you, I'm Dad!" Richard replied immediately, and she
blinked in surprise.
Zoe rolled her eyes. "Dad jokes, Ricky? Really?"
Richard directed his question towards Susie with a little bit of
annoyance in his voice: "Shouldn't I be telling them?"
Susie blinked again, her mouth partway open, and her silence said
everything. She hadn't anticipating him figuring it out before she was
ready to tell him. He was just too. Damn. Smart.
Zoe's eyes widened, looking between the two of them, wondering if this
was some elaborate prank at her expense. "Woah, woah, woah. Susie, you're
actually pregnant? You got yourself- oh my God." Why hadn't she seen it
earlier? They hadn't been using protection, they hadn't even talked about
using protection. Susie hadn't been on any kind of birth control. Of
course it was intentional, there was no way in hell a girl as smart and
rich as she was would get herself pregnant by mistake, and Richard knew
that as well.
"Zoe, just back off for now, okay?" Richard asked quietly, and she heard
a little bit of that thing in his voice. She mutely shook her head, her
brain going a million miles an hour. If it had been her who had gotten
pregnant, her life would basically be over, but the obvious objections -
how are a pair of teenagers possibly going to take care of a child? -
faded into mental chaos, because Susie had basically limitless financial
resources and her brother could do damn near anything just in general.
"Why didn't you just tell me, Your Highness?" he asked her. Cripes, he
was still calling her that! And he'd happily skipped all the way there
like a little schoolgirl, even while he'd known the whole time!
"I was going to, at the right time," Susie nervously replied. This was
the first time either of the siblings had seen her shaken in this way,
her poise broken and her aristocratic attitude staggered. "I was going to
tell you and my dad after I missed two periods, and then he was going to
give you a choice, because he posted that on a forum somewhere," It had
been Reddit, and the post had been heavily downvoted. "and I know which
one you'll pick." She silently cursed at herself. It sounded so damn
manipulative when she said it out loud. She didn't tell him the other
part, that she had planned to use the extra month to further cement their
relationship, hopefully enough that this would not be that big of a
surprise. "That's still when I want to tell him, that's when I'll know
for sure and it's not just some random missed period or super early
miscarriage or something." This just wasn't how she saw this going, how
she thought the conversation would happen. She had planned it all out,
and her plan had collapsed, and she stared at the carpet. "This is going
to sound so stupid, but please don't overthink this and please don't tell
anyone else. My dad is predictable, he wants to be predictable, so just
trust me that it'll all work out." She almost sounded like she was trying
to convince herself, which was really, really not how this was supposed
to go.
Zoe found her objection. "You know you two aren't playing some sex game
now? This is the rest of your life. Both of you. There's no safeword for
taking care of a kid!"
"We know," Richard said. His voice was unusually calm and detached, Zoe
noted, and she wondered how the hell her little brother could be
unemotional in the face of a dilemma this large, especially at his age.
But for him, there was no dilemma because there were no options at all,
and there hadn't been for over a month, not for things like this. His
thought process was very simple, almost game-like. There were only the
choices that kept him and Susie together. Everything else was equivalent
to suicide. "Zoe, didn't you say that you owe me for saving Leslie from
her birth parents?"
"What does that have to do with this?"
"I'm calling it in," Richard said, as he'd planned to do since he woke up
that morning. "You help us out with this. Her life's worth our child's."
Susie abruptly looked up. She had not expected him to say something like
that, either, not after he'd figured it out early. He was miffed at her
for hiding it from him, of course he was, but had switched to 'our child'
in seconds.
Zoe stared at him for a moment, never imagining that he could or would
ever actually have reason to call in such a favor, and she immediately
lifted her hands in surrender. "All right," she replied. "I'll do
whatever I can, but Ricky, this isn't one day of sitting in a room, this
isn't one day of anything. This is years and years!"
"I know," Richard replied. "Just help keep Mom from freaking out and then
help us with your niece or nephew, I'm not saying spend your whole life
all the time."
"Niece or nephew, Jesus, you are serious." Her next objection was going
to be about school, but that was stupid too, of course there were all
kinds of alternatives for people with infinite money, especially during a
pandemic where everyone was doing everything online anyway, or would
things even be like that in nine months or so? Jesus, this was a thing
that was happening, a thing happening to him and to her. She was starting
to become emotionally overwhelmed, she didn't feel like she had the
maturity for this - that any of them did - and she sat down heavily on
Susie's couch. Did her little brother just not get what this would
actually be like? Fuck, maybe he did, that was why he'd asked for her
help.
The truth was that he didn't know at all. He had simply called in the
favor because he'd decided that he needed to make sure that his sister
would help with something this important rather than get in the way.
Whether Susie's plan was a good idea or a bad one was a secondary
concern; it was her plan for their mutual future, and so he had to
maximize the chances of it working because that was what he did. A big
part of his brain was going full steam with what-ifs and worries and
trepidation, but he quietly shoved it into a corner. He took off his pink
backpack and sat down next to his sister, still in his pretty, sparkly
clothes.
Suddenly and fiercely, Susie sat next to him and hugged him, pressing her
face into his side, refusing to cry through sheer force of will, having
been worried that this would be his nope-out point and very, very happy
that it wasn't. He reflexively put his arm around her, and she decided
then and there that this was his real purpose, the thing he was for
beyond all others. If she couldn't use her dear, sweet, lovable, and so
nicely and willingly servile boyfriend for emotional support, what good
was he?
"I wonder what it's going to look like?" Zoe asked the two of them. "Or
their, God, imagine if it's twins!"
Susie abruptly laughed. "Could be anything," she said, looking up from
her boyfriend's dress where she was hugging it. "Seriously, if you saw my
family tree, you can see the resemblances, but there's so much mixture
and recessive stuff on both sides. My dad's mom had green eyes."
"Well, now you've got Ricky's in there," Zoe replied. "God, Susie, I mean
if is this what works with your dad, I get it, but there's no going back
ever. Even right now there's not, but do you really want to be a mom?"
"Yes," Susie replied, and decided not to add to that.
"All right," Zoe said again, her mother's words echoing in her head: 'You
are not normal teenagers.' No, they definitely were not. "I won't tell
anyone until you're ready to." She thought some more, wondering if they
could possibly keep the relationship they had with a child in the house,
and then she recalled something else. "Oh. Now I know why you'd asked him
that question that one time. Hey, Ricky, do you remember when she asked
you about how children should be exposed to different lifestyles?"
The question jogged Richard's memory, and he tried to recall details.
Right, they'd been on the path, and of course that's why she asked him
that, it wasn't really some theoretical question for fun, she was
basically asking him how he'd feel about doing their kinky stuff in a
household with their own children in it! He felt like Susie had tricked
him, and that somehow irked him even more. "Yeah, I remember," he told
his sister. "You should have just told me," he said to Susie in
annoyance, and she kept her face pressed into his sparkly shirt in silent
apology - hiding this from her devoted boyfriend was stupid and
pointless, why did she ever think she had to? - and his reply to that was
to just hold her more tightly. Staying angry with her was beyond his
capabilities, an ability he'd traded away for other, more useful perks.
Zoe just sat there with them. She was starting to get used to emotional
shock. It didn't even matter if he'd called in that favor, her existence,
hers and Richard's, had been upended totally. She was going to be an aunt
at the age of fourteen, and Richard... should have his fourteenth
birthday before the baby was due, she reckoned. A baby. Not a doll or a
pet but a genuine, squalling, milk-drinking human baby, a baby who
would... "Your kid is going to be so happy," Zoe said. Wait, wasn't there
a specific, negative word for this? Susie had used it once, people had
thought she was... oh right, 'spoiled'. Zoe wouldn't say that word
herself, especially around Susie. "That kid is going to get everything,
and I already know what its closet going to look like, doesn't matter if
it's a boy or girl."
Susie laughed, looking up from where she was hugging her sweet girlyboy.
"We are not going to make the nursery too pink," she said with a smile.
"And when our baby's old enough, we'll see what he or she actually
likes."
"The childhood we never had," Zoe said enviously. Suddenly, she started
laughing as well. What had she even been worried about? Hell, what had
Richard been worried about, calling in that favor? They had far more
resources than they'd need, certainly more than she and her brother had
ever had. There was basically no chance that the kid would ever even see
the inside of a daycare or a public school. The only wildcards would be
their families, but Susie's dad really had to be predictable or she
wouldn't be doing this, and Zoe was quite certain that their own mother
could and would be prevented from freaking out.
Richard joined in the laughter. A pregnancy was a joyous occasion, after
all, something to be celebrated, and unless something detestable
happened, his princess would be holding their own little bundle of joy
early next year. He kissed her on top of her head, his lipstick leaving
the very faintest impression on her hair.
Susie gently extricated herself from the hug, smiling at him. "There is
one thing we're going to need before we take care of the baby, you know,"
she said with a sly grin, and Richard realized that she was looking over
his shoulder at Zoe.
"Practice?" Zoe asked, returning the smirk. The two girls were decisively
on the same wavelength.
"You guessed it, and look! We have our volunteer," Susie replied,
grinning widely, getting up and going upstairs while Richard's big sister
watched over him. A wide smile graced his face as she placed his padded
mittens over his hands and strapped his pacifier into his mouth,
replacing the modesty panties under his glittery skirt with his thick
diaper and cover and replacing his jingly socks and heeled sneakers with
his no-walking booties. She'd considered putting him in his reins and
tying him to something, but instead she decided to cuddle him as she
usually did, the babified boy on the couch between the girls, his legs
over Zoe's and his head on Susie's lap, inches from the real baby growing
inside her. He suckled on his pacifier in complete contentment, total
bliss drowning everything else out as his big sister and his princess
looked after him.
"Can we at least tell the Squad?" Zoe asked while an episode was ending.
"I know, it's not my secret to share, but I don't want to have to keep
this from Leslie and Caroline."
"Yeah, but Leslie could never tell her parents. I don't want them getting
involved." Her face changed, as an idea came to mind. "If you did tell
her, you'd be the one giving her a secret not to tell."
"You know, that's true. All right, no more complaining. Just more
tickling." She playfully, gently poked the bottoms of Richard's booties,
making the blunted spikes prod him gently, but that wasn't doing quite
what she wanted, so she untied them and began to tickle his feet. She'd
never done anything like that when they were children; she'd actually
thought about it when she was six, but he was so protective, so reactive,
even at five years old that she'd never seriously considered going
through with it. But now, he giggled helplessly as she tickled him,
pretending to jerk and kick but actually moving his feet into a better
position for more tickling. She was his big sister, after all. If she
wanted to tickle him, it was his job as her good little sissy brother to
help her do it. Susie got into the act as well, moving her fingers under
his sparkly shirt to tickle him under his armpits, and the boy was in
exaggerated convulsions before they stopped and put his booties on again.
Tickled, diapered, sissified, coddled, and loved, Richard was in heaven
as his princess' and big sister's pet, happily drinking his meals through
his pacifier and hugging his plushie, completely helpless before them and
never wanting to be anything else. Zoe talked about her coloring books,
and while Majid hadn't kept things like that around, Susie found some
online coloring sites, took Richard's mittens off, and let him sit on the
floor with her laptop perched on his thick diaper as he sat with his legs
babyishly splayed, happily coloring in pictures of children's cartoon
characters as the big girls talked about big girl things until Susie
wanted her laptop back and his mittens went back on. The only other thing
they let him out of that day was his used diaper, and then everything
later when he and Susie enjoyed their usual bath together.
It wasn't until the next morning that he was in adult-ish clothes again,
but of course that was his Team Leslie uniform, and the girl was in much
better spirits - and much better health! - than the last time they'd seen
her, a fact that Zoe was openly grateful for. Leslie was doing the same
things in the same miniature pool as she had before, and she'd still be
hospitalized for the next couple of days, but there was a certain
vitality to her movements, an exuberance that hadn't been there before.
Her numbers were going in the right direction, and Susie smiled deeply
watching her, very glad that her friend was doing so well. There was
another secret Susie had, one that she had no plans of telling anyone for
years (not even Richard, there was no benefit to telling him and he
really didn't need to know), one that she had actually been talking to
her father about.
Dr. Sinchurch could barely believe what he was hearing from his company's
co-founder. Getting angel investors for early-stage biotech was very,
very difficult, and for good reason: it was a high-risk venture, despite
the potential enormous upside. Leslie's treatment was looking to be very
promising, yes, but that was proprietary information and he certainly
hadn't gotten to the point where he could even consider publishing a
paper on it! He tried to think of reasons why the hell some Iranian mogul
had randomly decided to invest two million dollars into his company, but
he drew a blank. Maybe the man's son had Duchenne? At any rate, the
scientist certainly wasn't going to look that gift horse in the mouth too
closely. Even if this was the result of some insider shenanigans - and he
couldn't even guess what they could be - his company was far from being
publicly traded and so there were no worries regarding legality. He
decided to just take the money and feel glad that this Majid, whoever he
was, had guaranteed in writing that he wouldn't interfere with the
company's operations. Then again, if this all panned out, the man would
eventually receive a return of ten, twenty, possibly even a hundred times
his initial investment. The researcher idly wondered what a guy like that
would do with all that money and who it would go to in the end.
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