Chapter 7: Awakening in the Dead of Night

Miku heard the sound of the front door opening an hour after it got dark. Her parents had gone out to meet some of her fathers work associates and she had been alone in the house since Kira had gone over to the neighbors house for a swim. She poked at her belly and thought about going over to swim too, she was getting chubby from all this American food.

Kira’s soft footsteps sounded like she was trying to sneak in so Miku stuck her head out the door. “Hey! What are you doing back so late? That was a long swim!” She belted it out at the top of her lungs and was rewarded to hear Kira stumble in surprise.

Her older sister stumbled up the stairs and hissed, “Quiet! Mom doesn’t know I went out so late. She thinks I’m a child who needs a curfew. It’s not even that late.” She finally came into sight at the top of the landing.

Miku loved her sister, but even with her damp messy hair and a flowing cover up over that ridiculous swimsuit that mom made her wear to the neighbors she was stunning and Miku was jealous. Her mother refused to acknowledge that Kira somehow had huge breasts which meant the suit just pushed her cleavage out like a cow. The ridiculously small string bikini that she had on now instead of the frumpy suit somehow looked even better. She was furious at her sister for stealing all the good genes from her parents and leaving her slim and flat.

She snapped, “We’re supposed to practice speaking English all the time. Dad said so.” She looked at her sister, who clutched a suspicious looking box she hadn’t seen before. “Oh, you have a gift from Mr. Handsome neighbor? Why do you like old men? He is as old as our father.”

Her sister glared at her and switched to English. “What happened to speaking English?” She shifted the box uncomfortably away from Miku. “You’re just jealous that real men like me because I am a grown woman and not you with your boy’s body.” She closed her eyes and stuck her tongue out as insult to an old argument.

Miku darted forward and grabbed the box from Kira’s hand while her eyes were closed. “Oh, what treasure do you have from your newest old admirer?” Her sister made a desperate lunge for the box and Miku danced back into her room, pulling the lid off.

“Oh, what is this? It looks like your old man has given you some slutty clothes to wear for him to show you off to his friends ... again.” She started flipping the various pieces of swimwear around her room as her sister scrambled to pick them up and take the box back. She noticed Kira was acting sluggish and having a hard time staying upright.

“Miku, it’s not my fault that you are ashamed of your body! I work hard to be beautiful and I am tired of being shamed for my own body. I’m proud of how I look, I shouldn’t have to hide it because you and mom are insecure!!” Kira practically screamed the last sentence and Miku stopped. Deep down she knew Kira was right, and she was ashamed for teasing her sister.

Kira never teased her about her body unless Miku started it. She knew her sister was ashamed of her slim body. “Ah, Kira, I am sorry. You are right, I am jealous and I should not tease you for being beautiful because I am ashamed of myself. I just wish men would like me too.” She paused, a bit choked up, “It is hard being your sister sometimes because their interest is always in you and I am unseen.”

Ashamed she proffered the box to her sister. Instead of taking it Kira swept her little sister up in a hug. “Miku, you are beautiful too. You let mom dress you like her, you should try to dress up a little. It will make a big difference.” She stepped back and looked at her sister. “You should try one of these on, I think it will make you feel very sexy!”

Miku started to protest but her protests went unheard. Kira grabbed the box and started pulling out various suits. Miku could not believe how tiny some of the suits were. They looked designed to tease more than they covered anything. Some actually seemed to expose and highlight sensitive areas rather than cover them. Kira finally help up what appeared to be a blue ribbon with triangles only slight larger than a 500 yen coin.

“Kira, I can’t wear this, there is almost nothing to wear!” Kira hushed her sister and closed her door behind them. She shuffled the contents of the box and pulled out a folio, setting it on the ground beside her. Miku picked up the folio, flipping through it growing more and more red with each page of the models outfits. As her sister dug through the box she flipped to the back of the folio to see a fully nude girl staring up at the camera with an impossibly huge cock in her mouth, and semen all over her face and hair.

Miku looked up at Kira in shock, but her sister was untangling the entwined bottom to the scandalous top she had picked out for her sister. There was another few pages in behind the last picture with a list of websites and passwords. She made a mental note of a few and put the folio back down.

“Here!” Kira shoved the small wad of material into Miku’s hands “Try this on now. It will make you feel very sexy and you’ll see that you have a good body. I wish I could stay as slender as you do!”

Miku looked down at the bikini in her hands. The material was so thin, the triangles so small that she blushed just imagining being seen in it. “I don’t think I’m ready for something like this yet ... Maybe a little later? I still need to finish my school work tonight. They talk too fast during the day...”

Kira looked slightly disappointed, but took her sisters tone into consideration. “It’s fine Miku, maybe you’re just not ready to be your own woman yet. I’m sure you’ll get there and learn to love your body and find someone else who loves it too.” She gave her sister another squeeze, placed everything but the suit in Miku’s hands back into the box and quietly left the room.

Miku stared at the door for a couple minutes making sure her sister wasn’t coming back and sat down at her desk, opening the slim laptop. She typed in one of the websites on the list and it brought up a black screen asking for a username and password. She typed in the information, writing some of it down so she wouldn’t forget it and it brought her to a gallery.

Young looking teenage girls of all types posed in little bikinis with one or more older men standing around behind them. Besides the swimsuits it all looked harmless enough until she clicked on one of the pictures of a white girl leaning out of a Jacuzzi towards the camera with three overweight men sitting behind her leering at her backside.

The site loaded and more pictures of the group loaded up in order. The girl was posed in various outfits on a deck with the men in slacks and polo shirts watching her. Each photo she was wearing slight less clothes until she was down to just her bikini. The men similarly lost their clothes in the photos until they were in just swim trunks, tummies hanging over the bands slightly. The photo she had clicked on rolled into the queue and then the girl was happily sitting on one of the man’s laps, his hands around her waste and his tongue in her mouth.

The next set was him sitting on the edge untying the strings of her bikini while she pulled out his cock and licked it up and down. Miku gave a small shriek of surprise, the girl looked too young to be doing this and her body was not much more curvy than Miku’s. The next set showed her bent over, with his hands on her head forcing it all the way down on his penis. She thought there was no way that should have fit, but the photo’s showed the girl going up and down, mascara running down her cheeks as the two other men groped her ass.