A chance glimpse into Sam's room
From Torg Adventure
You awaken mid-morning, surprisingly early for you, despite the late night and the vigorous sexual activity. If anything though, you feel more refreshed than you have in a long time. Other than being really hungry. Granted, you've always had a healthy appetite, but you've been getting an impressive workout lately, as well as your body struggling to replenish your supply of semen.
You throw on some clothes, deciding the eat first, shower later. There may still be some leftovers some breakfast in the fridge, or even some leftovers from dinner last night. You're not picky, as long as it's food. You head down the hallway, towards the stairs down.
Sam's door is slightly ajar. Out of habit, you peek in. You never know what you might stuck your sisters doing. The fact that you've actually been doing quite a bit with Sam lately is beside the point. And old habits die hard.
What you see is pretty tame. Sam is holding a laundry basket full of clothes and towels. She's wearing a baggy shirt. It hangs low enough to almost hide the shorts she is wearing, and neither covers much of her long legs. Even having seen quite a bit more of her, you still appreciate the view.
Sam starts putting the presumably clean clothes into her dresser, not noticing you watching her. Finishing with the clothes, she picks up two of the towels and starts walking to closet, but stops when she passes by her full length mirror. For some reason stops, and looks at herself in the mirror. With a body like hers, you can't really blame her.
She turns side to side in front of the mirror, which is strange from Sam, since she's never that concerned about how she looks, other than to make sure she's in good shape. Even curiouser is when she stares down at the towels in her hand. What do they have to do with Sam looking in the mirror?
Sam looks back at the mirror, then apparently impulsively rolls both towels up into a ball. Lifting her shirt up, she stuffs them over her belly, and pulls the shirt down. The visual effect of your sister with a swollen, if somewhat lumpy, belly.
Sam stares at herself in the mirror, frozen, although you would have thought the intensity of your gaze would have thawed her out pretty fast. She doesn't seem to notice it, though, as she stares at her artificially rounded stomach. You see her bite her lower lip as she turns a little again to present her profile to the mirror.
Then Sam quickly snatches the towels out from under her shirt, and hurriedly refolds them and puts them on a shelf. You can't help but feel a curious mix of motions at the entire sight you saw. Surprise. Lust. Even... fondness? At least a strangely warm feeling at seeing your sister checking out a falsely enlarged belly.
Oh, and hunger. Not a carnal hunger, though. At least not entirely. You're a man of many needs. Well, at least two. You turn away and quietly head down to the kitchen to satisfy one of them. You expect to be able to satisfy the other one soon enough.
Fill your belly while you think of Sam's, or is it later in the day? What happens next?
