“Argggh… what is that smell?” slowly opening my eyes, I was assaulted by the blinding fluorescent lights and stench of antiseptic. Puzzled, I pushed myself right up with both my arms as support on the bed. But as I was halfway up, I could feel something tugging my right arm with a slight tingling sensation

Not wanting to further irritatethe pain, I froze my movement and lowered my gaze toward my right arm and realized a tube was attached to my arm, connected to a bag filled with translucent liquid that was hooked on a stand. 

“How the hell do I end up in the hospital? I remember I was in the swimming class and then.. I remember I was hit by sudden dizziness when I was in the pool. Did I drown in front of the whole class? i If so, please let me reincarnate into another world to save myself from embarrassment! I would be the laughingstock of the class!” As I sat there with my head down, sulking in despair, I was unaware that someone came in through the sliding door.

“Unfortunately, you’re still alive.” a familiar voice said in a mocking tone.

Holding my head up, before me stood a woman in her 30s with nerdy glasses, draped in white coat paired with a blue blouse and black skin tight skirt. 

“Aunt Sarah ? What happened to-” Before I could continue, a clipboard was held high in the air like a butcher holding his cleaver and in a blink of an eye, the clipboard landed straight on my head furiously and begin to pushed deeper as if the person welding it was set to cut my skull open. 

“How many times do I have to tell you to stop calling me ‘Aunt’, did you fall on your head or are you a masochist? if that’s the case, let me, your favorite “Big Sister” help satisfy your needs.” Aunt Sarah smiles sadistically while maintaining monotone eyes.

“Stop Aun-B-Big Sister Sarah! Stop pushing it deeper! If you keep pushing deeper, you’re gonna dent my head in a strange way! I’m gonna have a dick shaped head, you wouldn’t want your future child to have a dickhead cousin, wouldn't you?” I pleaded, with both my hands pushing back against the demon queen assault.

“Fine.” She retracted the clipboard with a satisfied grin, no longer in her bad mood.

I rubbed my head back and forth, trying to soothe the throbbing pain. ‘Urgh…I forgot she just broke up with her fourth boyfriend, she’s at the time where she’s very sensitive about anything and I happened to be the perfect target to release her stress,’ I thought to myself, remembering what I overheard last week when she came over to our house to have a drink with mom and to complain about her love life. 

“Jeez, stop acting like a baby, I didn’t even hit you that hard.” Wearing a smug face, she sat beside me on the edge of the bed. “Now, let us start our doctor-patient business!” 

“First question, do you have any recollection of anything out of the ordinary before you passed out?” She scooted closer towards me with her eyes glued to the paper on the clipboard, it seems to be some sort of medical report of mine.

“I-I did feel more tired and hungry than usual, I had breakfast and lunch with double the portion but the hunger still persisted.” I stammered, feeling a shock throughout my body when our shoulder met and her meaty hip was rubbing against mine as she edged closer, trying to sit more comfortably on the bed.

“Any dizziness, nausea or muscle fatigue ?” 

“Y-Yeah, yeah! Dizziness, sure.” Me being overstimulated, started replying mindlessly while lowering my gaze toward her blouse with few undone buttons, enough to show a generous amount of cleavage.

“Hmmm, did you take any drugs that might have caused the dizziness?”

“Huh? Err, no drugs.” I cocked my head to the side stealthy. Underneath the two blobs of flesh, my eyes were magnetised by the black stocking covered thighs along with the unfittingly tight skirt. Slowly but surely, her skirt steadily rose up further, still trying to fit her big ass on the edge of the single bed. 

The more she moved, the more the snowy thick thighs were being revealed. I tilted my head deeper, trying to look deeper into the abyss. My mind raced, eyes bloodshot and heart throbbing, anticipating what lies deep within it. 

Despite every cell within me telling me to abort the mission, my mind simulating all the possible outcomes of my actions, which point towards the tragedy of my dick getting ripped off by the beast who are yet to aware of my act . But as all anime protagonists have said, sometimes you have to follow your heart, listen to your soul. 

This content has been misappropriated from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere.

Why do humans create machines? Sank ourself deep into the ocean? Made space travel possible?

Is it because of money? 

Fame and glory? 

To be remembered? 

No. We did it because we are curious animals! This is who we are, if humans have no curiosity then we are not befitting to be called humans. We are a living corpse, a walking dead, beings that are simply waiting for the imminent eternal darkness.

We are men! Men are brave! A beast is no equal to men! 

We can do this! An abyss is simply just another unexplored land for men to conquer!

If I were to back down from here, I might as well cut off my own balls like the Yakuza does it.

“Are you experiencing any dizziness now?”

“Y-yeah…”

Speaking of the devil, my vision was getting hazy and energy seemingly drained out of me, but my eyelids refused to give up.

“Just a little bit more.” I murmured, ogling my Aunt’s bottom intensely. The only thing that is holding me up is my desire to see what kinda panties she is wearing underneath her skirt.

Aunt Sarah, which had never had her eyes off the report, saw something poking out of her peripheral vision. 

Raising her head up, her eyes dilated with confusion. With her free hand, she pushed her glasses up to make sure what she’s seeing was real. 

On the white sheets covering the lower part of my body, a six inch tall tent stood proudly. 

Anybody with the right mind would've easily guessed that’s my dick, but not me who’s still oblivious of what happened to my lower half nor my aunt, considering that whenever she’s drunk, she would grope my groin to poke fun at me for having a small weiner. Well, she’s not wrong though. 

Look, I’m the kind of person who has strong self-awareness. I’m only five foot three with a dick the size of a mini sausage. I had already accepted my fate that I’m gonna be a goblin hiding in my room for the rest of my life rubbing to cam girls and hentai. I’m not the well endowed short king protagonist in your typical fashion hentai novel— or at least that's what I thought before what happened to my ‘little brother’ now.

Enough with the self-deprecating introduction, back to the story….

The beast sitting beside me, now had her gaze set on me emotionlessly, while I’m still fully engrossed on her lower half. Strangely, she did not act upon her usual self, she just sat there lost in her thoughts while staring at me over tilting my head to steal a glance of her panties, albeit not so stealthy. Like a scientist observing a chimpanzee. 

Suddenly, she started to spread her thighs slowly, causing her skirt to rise deeper. 

Like a dog catching sight of a pussy, I instinctively dove my head closer to her thigh, my neck bulging in veins from the sudden explosive movement but my brain signaled me from going closer. My head now sits above her thigh with a microscopic gap while my body bends at an olympic level of flexibility that’s solely driven by pure lust. 

As though the god of mischief was playing a trick on me, my dizziness stepped up a few notches when this was the only time in my entire life that I was this close to a vagina, other than being born, of course. 

“How’s your dizziness now from the scale of one to ten?” Aunt Sarah now had her eyes locked on the tent on the bed, now standing at 8 inches tall. Waiting for my response to confirm her diagnosis.

“Seven..and a h-half.” I replied hoarsely, my stomach rumbling, cheeks sunken and my skin getting dry. All the energy I had left was invested into my aunt’s coochie. 

“How about now?” Instantaneously, she spread both her thighs wide, with her right leg steadying herself off the bed while her left thigh resting on top of mine. 

Finally, the long awaited moment has arrived. The black skirt had fully risen but I was shocked by the sight unveiled before me.

Normally, if you were to peek under the skirt, you would have expected a normal panties, a lace panties, a thong or maybe a g-string for those who are more adventurous.

But my virgin mind has proved to be too naïve. I was greeted by a pair of puffy lips situated right in front of me, I was stunlocked despite all the thousands of porn I had watched and hentai games that I had played to prepare myself.

The little reserved energy holding my consciousness has fully drained out, my head fell abruptly on Aunt Sarah’s thigh, resting my head on the heavenly soft natural pillow. 

My body ached in pain due to the unnatural position I’m in, my body is reacting to all the over bending I had done to myself as I laid there helplessly. My lips apart but void of voices and my vision slowly darkened. 

Before I blackout, a muffled voice could be heard, and I can feel my shoulder being shaken roughly by Aunt Sarah. 

‘She must be worried about me…or extremely furious as by now she would've figured that I was ogling her vulva throughout the whole diagnosis. She probably thought I’m faking my blackout now.’ I thought, my vision is still darkening, very slowly.

But most important of all, my dick is in throbbing pain, not the normal type of pain I would’ve felt when I over masturbated to the incest porn days ago. Is more of a pain I experienced when my body was growing up but ten times the pain. Come to think of it, I experienced the same pain in the swimming class before I blacked out.

My body started to shiver in cold and my eyes grew tired, a chilling thought struck my mind.

'A-Am I dying?'

Note : This is my first novel, kindly take note that this will be a slow burn, any review is welcome as a way to improve myself. Thanks.