Spike’s Testament of Sister New Devil-Pony

It was relatively quiet morning for the most part. Everything was pretty normal for the father-son duo that was Spike and Blazer Drake. They were simply sitting at their favorite restaurant and enjoying some much-appreciated father-son time.

Spike Drake was a young boy around the age of sixteen. He had fair skin, a slim yet muscular build, emerald green eyes, and spikey green hair. The boy wore a purple hooded jacket with a pair of dragon wings stitched on the back, regular blue jeans, and a pair of blue sneakers. He was eating roast beef with a side of mac-n'-cheese and a Dr. Pepper for a drink. Spike also had a scar above his right eye.

His father, Blazer Drake, was a kind man with the kind of eyes that said that he doesn't get mad easily. A fit and handsome man in his forties, he was similar to his son in terms of appearance. His green hair wasn't spikey but instead was swept to the sides and graying at the temples. Just like his son, he was held an athletic build, honed over years of physical conditioning. He wore a simple white shirt, black jeans, and black sneakers. He was eating fried catfish with a salad on the side and a Coke Zero for a drink.

Blazer suddenly spoke to his son in a very casual voice. "Hey, Spike. You always wanted a little sister, didn't you?"

That question caught Spike way off-guard. "What? What do you mean 'a little sister'? I don't remember wanting a sibling, at all.", Spike replied to his father. Blazer simply looked confused.

"Yeah, you did. Don't you remember? It was ten years ago that you said that you wanted a little sister."

Spike thought about that, trying to recall any point in his life where he said that he wanted a little sister. But he found nothing.

"I can't remember something I said from that long ago! Besides, why do you ask?"

"Well, son, good news! You are getting not one, but two cute little sisters! In fact, they're both meeting us here.", Blazer announced, much to Spike's astonishment. The boy could only stare at his dad in shock.

"What?! I'm getting two little sisters?! How is that even possible?! Are you marrying someone with two daughters?", Spike asked his father frantically. Blazer only put on a toothy smile. Everything suddenly snapped into place for Spike.

"She's a wonderful woman, Spike. You'd love her. Her daughters are quite nice, too. They said that they couldn't wait to meet you in person.".

Spike could only look down at the floor. "But this is just becoming news to me. First you say that I'm getting two new sisters. Next, you're sitting there telling me that you're getting remarried. The whole family's just been the two of us males for the past ten years.".

Blazer looked at his son sympathetically. "Look, son, I know this is all so new to you and that the family is changing, but it's a change for the better. Besides, your two new sisters, they've been through some rough times, lately. I think they'd love to have a supportive big brother by their side. Besides, we're all family now. That means that we have to protect each other, no matter what. Understand?".

Spike did in fact understand. It would be his duty not only as an older brother, but as a decent human being to protect those under his care. He sighed and looked to his dad.

"Yeah, I understand. I just need to process all of this. You did just throw at me out of the blue."

And with that, Spike got up to go to the bathroom to get his head around the whole situation.

He went up to the bathroom and opened the door to reveal something that Spike was in no way prepared for. Before his very eyes was a beautiful girl around the same age as him. She had on a dark purple, button-up sweater with a white shirt underneath. The sweater was unbuttoned at the front to reveal that this girl had G-cup breasts. She had very white skin and dark purple hair that was styled beautifully. The only problem that Spike could see was the girl's light green skirt, which was around her ankles. Her hands were around the rim of her light pink panties. Just like Spike, she was also staring in shock.

Spike finally got his wits together and looked at a sign on the door he didn't notice was there before. He read the sign in his mind.

"Sorry, but the lock on the door is broken. Please knock. Oh, shit!"

Spike looked to the girl, who was steaming red at this point. She suddenly looked like she was about to scream. Not wanting there to be a public incident, Spike ran over to her. He clamped his hand over her mouth and pushed her back against the wall, her attempts to struggle pointless against Spike's superior strength.

"Look! I'm sorry! I didn't know the lock on the bathroom door was busted, I swear! I didn't even know that the sign was there! I'm not the kind of guy who goes peeping on girls in the bathroom! You have to believe me! I'm really sorry about this entire situation!", Spike apologized frantically.

The girl finally stopped moving and nodded her head as if in understanding. Sighing in relief, Spike released his hold on the girl, only to have her smack him down to the ground. Spike rubbed his stinging cheek and looked up at the now furious girl in shock.

"What was that about?", Spike asked. He thought that he cleared the air with this girl, but she was obviously still pissed at him for it.

"You may not have meant to walk in on me, but after you saw me in such a compromising position, you barged in here, put your hand over my mouth, and forced me back against the wall! I have to kill you for that!", the girl said in a cultured accent.

Spike thought at this moment that he was probably going to die over a busted bathroom door lock.