Author's Note
Shoutout to Shakespearicles for making me write something despite me not writing for like a month or two.
The Night Of
The walk home that night was incredibly awkward for the two of them. Olive didn’t entirely know why his younger sister was in such a ‘compromising’ situation, but for some Celestia-forsaken reason, it made him feel good to see her that way. He didn’t entirely enjoy seeing his sister tied up like that and so sad. However, the exposition of her crotch made him feel tingly in his crotch.
Olive hadn’t developed feelings for a filly before, but then again he had never seen a filly’s vagina before. Well… He had caught a glimpse of a filly’s vagina once or twice before, but they were always neatly tucked away behind their tails, hiding from the world. This was different, Ginger’s vagina was loudly declaring its existence to the world with two large dildos inside it, and unlucky for Olive he was a part of ‘the world’. Throughout the entire walk back home his mind was racing with thousands of conflicting thoughts about what he just witnessed until before he realized they were home.
Olive went to his room to try and process what he saw while working on his homework the best he could with how distracted he was. Ginger attempted to do the same, but she ended up just sobbing. Olive would usually just go inside of Ginger’s room when he needed to, he never knocked as they were very comfortable with each other. However, now something had changed, so when approaching Ginger’s room Olive knocked this time and waited for a response. As soon as Ginger heard him she quickly stopped crying and took a deep breath in
“Come in!” She yelled, although her voice was weak from her sobbing.
Olive opened up the door and walked towards her bed, closing the door behind him. “Hey, um, Ginger if you ever need to talk to anyone about what happened earlier tonight, just know I’m always here for you.” He said trying to not upset her with any detailed reference of what he could only imagine was a more traumatic event for her than himself.
She wiped away a tear from her face and said “Thanks, I’ll make sure to do that.” She thought about what the stallion told her and continued “Just um, please don’t tell mom and dad about it.” she blushed.
“Don’t worry, I won’t unless you want me to.” he assured her, he leaned in towards her to give her a goodnight kiss like he did every single night but she leaned back.
“Can we, um, Can we skip the goodnight kiss for tonight, Olive?” she started to scratch her foreleg with her face as red as a cherry.
“Oh, I guess we can.” he replied with a blush similar to hers.
“Thanks.” she said, embarrassed for suggesting it.
An awkward silence overtook the room as they both endured their flushed faces together.
“Well, I oughta get going, it’s almost time to go to sleep.” Olive said, attempting to break the silence.
“Yeah, I guess you should.” She said not knowing what else to say.
Olive walked towards the door, turned towards the door to leave but was cut off before he could close the door.
“Wait!” she yelled to stop him, “Olive, um, Can you sleep in my bed tonight? I’d feel safer.”
“Is this like when you’d used to make me check under the bed every night but there were no monsters?” he said with a smirk.
“No No, this is different. If you’d just, please? I’d feel safer with you here.” she pleaded with him.
“Ok, if you insist, my love.” He giggled and jumped into the bed, tucking himself in.
She punched his arm in retaliation and playfully said “No! it’s not like that. Just shut up and sleep, jerk.” she laughed and rolled her eyes.
“Oh and Ging,” He said looking her in the eyes. “I love you.” he smiled at her.
“I-I love you too, big brother.” She cracked a loving smile at him.
Olive Seed turned off the bedside light and closed his eyes, Ginger started to shiver and he came in close and hugged her.
They both quickly drifted off to sleep, cuddled in each other’s arms. Olive tried to dream of race cars and soldiers but his mind kept drifting off to the filly next to him. He couldn’t help but dream of the ‘scene’ that he saw her in that day.
As he dreamt he imagined what could have possibly happened before what he saw. He began thinking of Ginger in ways he hadn’t thought of her before. Olive, being a bit older than Ginger had already started puberty, despite that Olive had never truly liked-liked anybody before. But his mind kept flashing the same image over and over again, this soon morphed into not just a reliving of his memory but an actual dream, he dreamt of just observing her as he already was. But then he dreamt of approaching her, not like how he did in the real world, he was less grossed out about it now. He untied her, but instead of walking home, they both stayed there. She looked so grateful for her saviour, he looked down and realized he had been growing an erection, he blushed without hesitation. Ginger just started approaching him with her Filly-Scout badges hung high, she got right in front of him and gave him a long fervent kiss straight on the mouth.
He pushed her away “No, Ginger. We-we just can’t…”
“But I know you want to, big bro,” she rebutted
“But, we-” Olive was cut off mid-sentence.
“If you want it and I want it then what’s the problem?” she continued.
“We’re, we’re siblings!” He yelled
“Whoever said that was a problem?” She winked at him.
Olive tried to speak but nothing came out, just then Ginger pushed him into the wheelbarrow onto his back. His erection was irking to be relieved and it was shooting straight up towards Ginger. She moved her hoof towards his shaft and upon contact Olive got spines up his back.
“Ginger…” he tried to stop her but it was too late.
She moved her hoof up and down on his shaft, getting him closer and closer to orgasm. At this point he was no longer an active participant in this, he was just along for the ride. She continued giving him a hoof job and then abruptly stopped, stood up and turned around. She sat down on Olive’s penis, positioning it between her upper-thighs, she then started to grind herself up and down on him, he felt himself getting very close at this point.
She sustained her grinding for what felt like forever to Olive until she stopped and stood up, she positioned herself just right and sat straight onto Olive’s penis. Before she could even go halfway down the head Olive jizzed-
Olive woke up in a sweat, hyperventilating and heart beating. He first tried to catch his breath to calm himself down. For a second he felt ok like he was at peace. He did feel really good this morning for some reason. He then turned his head to his left to see his sister, she seemed like she was having a really good dream, but just looking at her made him feel dirty and shameful, actually, he felt really dirty all around, not just mentally. His crotch felt dirty, which made sense metaphorically speaking, but it really did feel dirty. He looked down and immediately went into shock.
He wasn’t entirely dreaming. He had came all over his little sister’s legs, abdomen and… genitals. He started freaking out, he looked to his right, out the window. He was so grateful, the sun had barely even risen. Even luckier, it was a Saturday. His parents wouldn’t be up for hours and they wouldn’t wake them up for an extra few hours.
“Ok, ok ok. You can think your way out of this, Olive. Your smart, right? Obviously yes, your very intelligent and handsome and good at sports, no matter what those Canterlot tester-guys think… So just think, just be good at thinking.” He started sweating again as he tried to think of a way out of this situation.
Suddenly, he took a deep breath in, swallowed and extremely quietly snuck out of the bed that he was sharing. His heart racing at a million miles an hour, he walked over to his sister’s side of the bed and very slow and gentle, he picked up his sister and took her onto his back. Although a little heavier than she used to be, he was a little stronger than he used to be, so he was able to walk out of his room with ease, although opening doors was a bit of a challenge. He snaked his way through the house slowly, all the way to the bathroom, he placed her into the bathtub. He may have placed her in the bathtub a little rougher than he would have liked because she began to mumble and gave out some quite adorable yawns. Olive stuck to the plan, albeit a little rushed and turned the faucet on fall blast.
“AHH!” Ginger yelled with surprise. She started to shake as the cold water hit her coat. She shook her head and rubbed her eyes. She immediately worked to turn the faucet off. “OLIVE!” she started fuming.
“Woah, calm down Ginger, I can explain!” Olive tried to stop her from jumping out of the bath. “You um, you wet the bed.” He forced himself to blush. “And then I tried to wake you up but you just weren’t responsive, I was really concerned so I put you in the tub,” He continued “Just know I’m not mad, you’ve been through a lot recently so it’s probably natural.”
Ginger’s face turned bright red “Oh um, I… Ok, I guess.”
Olive walked out of the bathroom attempting to hide his shameful excrement on his crotch that he hadn’t been able to clean up just yet. He closed the door and sighed a sigh of relief, Ginger wouldn’t know of his most degenerate moment, at least not for a while. He went off to do his laundry so there truly was no more evidence of what he had done.
Ginger, on the other hand, noticed that for some reason she did not smell of pee whatsoever. She looked towards her vagina to see that it was not covered in anything remotely close looking to pee. Although she hadn’t wet herself since she was a really little filly, she had remembered what it felt like and looked like on her and this was not it. The liquid that was on her was white and thick, it wasn’t like anything she had seen before. She decided to touch it with her hoof, it felt like watered-down jelly. She brought the substance to her face and sniffed it, it didn’t smell bad, it almost smelt a little sweet, she decided it was time to go all-in and she put it to her tongue, she licked the smallest amount onto her tongue. To her surprised, she liked the taste, she swallowed what she had on her tongue and went in for a little bit more, she swallowed that as well. Before she knew it she had eaten almost all of the substance that was on her.
Ginger felt dirty because of what she had done, she was about to turn the faucet back on so she could bathe herself properly, but before she could she noticed an excess of liquid on her crotch. She was confused as she had licked off the white substance, so she went to investigate, she touched the wet part which made her feel good to just touch, She had managed to salvage some of the unknown liquid onto her hoof, this time it felt much more like water, she once again brought it to her face to get a better look at it. It looked a lot like water, but when she pulled it closer to her face she noticed the smell, it intoxicated her with its sweetness, it was nothing like she had ever smelt before, it was like smelling pixie dust. She did not hesitate to put all of it into her mouth. She fell in love with the taste immediately, this was that hint of sweetness that was evident in the first white substance she had tasted, except this one was just the sweetness. It was almost too much for her, once she had finished the first tasting she pushed her hoof into her vagina again, grabbing as much of the new substance as she could and eating it once more.
However, the next time she went down she didn’t come up immediately when she felt around in her vagina, which until now she had only known as a hole to pee out of had become a point of immense pleasure for her. She kept digging around in there until at last, she was able to find her clitoris. She wasn’t sure what it was but just the lightest touch of it made her feel amazing. She closed her eyes as she felt this little bean inside of her vagina, she started to think of that mysterious green stallion from her dream that had been doing something similar to her, she couldn’t quite place his face but he was sure handsome. She kept daydreaming about the green stallion until she felt like she could take no more, but she kept going and then she popped. Waves and waves of pleasure flowed over her. She was in pure bliss.
“Knock knock!” Olive said from the other side of the door.
Ginger was pulled out of her fantasy and realized she hadn’t done any actual bathing. She blushed as red as a tomato.
“Just wondering how things are going in there, Ginger. You’ve been in the washroom for a long time.” Olive said with some worry in his voice.
“I, um,” Ginger coughed trying to cover up her lack of words to say “I’m just washing my hair now, I’ll be out in a little.”
“Ok, Gingy. When you’re out of the washroom I’ll have some breakfast ready for you.” Olive said, even though he had never cooked before without the direct supervision of their mother. He felt bad for what he had done to Ginger so he decided he was going to do something nice for her to make up for it.
“Oh, Ok Oli.” Ginger said not sure what else to say. She quickly rushed to put the water on and cleaned herself as quickly as possible. She pulled out of the shower and dried herself, she walked to the kitchen to see Olive finishing up on some eggs and bacon for the two of them.
