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“I’m home...” Silver Rose called when she got home that day. When no one came to greet her, she decided to head up to her room, where she was planning on starting on some of her homework for the day.

Silver Platter had picked her up from school, which she found odd. She guessed her aunt was busy with something, maybe with her plan to help the sirens.

On the way in, she began to pick up a faint trace of something, something that tasted nice. If she wasn’t wrong, it was actually the smell of love. Familial love, well, almost, meaning it could only be coming from her aunt and mother. It was a nice change of smell and it helped to cheer her up a little.

“I wonder what they’re up to now?” She walked down the halls, taking her shoes off and leaving them by the side. The smell seemed to be coming from the downstairs living room, and Silver deduced it would be safe to venture there to have a look. They wouldn’t be doing any funny stuff outside her mother’s room. Right?

When she got closer, she began to hear the faint strums of music, not too loud, playing from the record player in the room. Her interest and curiosity piqued, Silver walked up to the entrance and peeked around the corner.

To her astonishment, there were her aunt and mother, out of their disguises, dressed in flowing shoulderless dresses, dancing with each other. Her mother had one hand on her aunt’s waist and her aunt hand one hand on her mother’s shoulder. Their other hands were clasped tightly together as they twirled around and moved to the music. They both had their hair down, flowing along behind them elegantly as they danced.

That’s not something you see everyday… Silver’s eyes widened. She smiled, happy to see them doing something more normal to express their love. Perhaps being normal wasn’t so far off.

“Welcome back, Silver,” her mother said without looking. “You smell… happy.”

“Nice to see you and Aunt Psithyra getting along nicely, mother.” Silver walked to the entrance and stood there.

“Yes well… it has been ages since I last danced, sweetie,” her aunt chuckled. “So your mother was kind enough to agree to dance with me.”

“And I even fished out some of my most excellent ballroom gowns to dance with.” Chrysalis twirled around her sister and caught her from behind, both of them beginning to move from side to side instead. “How do you like it?”

“It’s very pretty, mother.”

Chrysalis’ dress was of a dark green color, mostly silky, but with some patterns from the chest down to the bottom. She also had a pair of gloves that reached her upper arms to go with the dress. Aunt Psithyra had on a dark blue one with added cloth segments just under the shoulders and was decorated with a lovely floral pattern. They both looked really beautiful.

“Well, of course it’s pretty, Silver.” Her mother leaned her head in and sniffed at her aunt’s slender neck. “I had them made myself. Mm… you smell delicious, Thyra…”

“I did prepare myself up rather well for this,” Silver’s aunt replied. “I pretended I was actually going for a dance, so I put on more perfume and such. You like it? I made it from some tiger roots and mountain flowers from the East.”

“Not just that…” Chrysalis wrapped her arms around her sister’s waist. Silver didn’t like where this seemed to be going. “The love you have for me tastes exquisite.”

“Well, that’s because I do love you, Chryssie.” Psithyra put a hand over her sister’s.

Silver sniffed at the air, inhaling a mouthful of their love, which was nice. She figured she would stay here for a while, unless things were to get out of hand. She remembered what she had talked about with Sound Wave and Neon Lights in the cafeteria.

If only they knew...

Then Chrysalis went around Psithyra again and resumed their previous dancing pose. “You know, you look more attractive than usual, little sister. I wonder why that is? Maybe it’s the dress. Maybe the hair. You should let it down more often.”

“A ponytail is more efficient, Chryssie.” Psithyra waltzed along with her sister. “But… if you think it’s nice… maybe once in a while wouldn’t hurt.”

Silver continued to watch her mother and aunt dance, now tapping a foot along with the music. The smell in the room was absolutely delightful and it did its part to make her forget she had to keep some distance between herself and Home Run. She would’ve stayed much longer if not for the fact her mother began playing a hand through her aunt’s hair and leaning closer, signs that things were about to get out of hand.

“Umm… homework and tutors, so… I’ll be upstairs, mother.” And Silver was off, disappearing with a cloud of dust.

Chrysalis sniffed as she watched her daughter disappear. “So quick to judge, that young one.”

Psithyra looked at her sister suspiciously. “You were going to do something, weren’t you?”

Chrysalis looked back at her and stopped dancing, a smirk creeping across her face. “Well… I only wanted to give my attractive sister a kiss.”

Then she leaned in and kissed Psithyra on the lips, soon separating with an audible smack.

“You were going to do something,” Psithyra said, but smiled, reaching a hand behind her sister’s neck.

“Well, she’s not here anymore, so…” Chrysalis played her fingers across her sister’s collarbones and the top of her chest. “Why don’t we… have some fun?”

“At least do this in the privacy of one of our rooms, Chryssie. Preferably yours. My bathroom still needs fixing after what you decided to do that other day.”

“Wasn’t my fault. Those were your claw marks. And no, that’ll kill the mood.” Chrysalis kissed her sister again. “This room is perfect…”

Walking into her, Chrysalis stopped only when they arrived at the long sofa, pushing her sister down before leaning down against her gently, holding her in an embrace.

“Mmm… my sweet sister…” Chrysalis bent her head to kiss her sister more.

As their mouths connected sensuously, Chrysalis’ hands drifted down, groping for her sister’s breasts, moving them about underneath her. Psithyra moaned into the changeling queen’s mouth, reaching up to hold her sister’s face in her hands.

Reaching behind, Chrysalis pulled Psithyra’s dress’ zipper down, then with a slow pull, she began to remove the dress from her sister’s body, watching as the bit covering her chest dropped lower and lower until her nipples were revealed to the world.

“Oh my…” Chrysalis licked her lips. “How beautiful.”

Soon, the piece of clothing was discarded by the side, with Chrysalis’ mouth now attached to one of Psithyra’s breasts, while she slowly toyed with her sister’s white panties.

“Mmm…” Psithyra smiled and closed her eyes, leaning back into the soft sofa.

“You’re so pretty, Thyra.” Chrysalis looked up at her and bit down on her sister’s nipple. “I just want to have my way with you all day and all night…”

“Mmmaah…” Psithyra gasped from the bite. “You too, Chryssie. In fact, you’re far prettier.”

“Oh, I ‘ow ‘at.” Chrysalis twisted Psithyra’s nipple between her teeth.

Her hand below soon pulled the panties aside, revealing Psithyra’s vagina, already starting to drip from her body being pleasured. Without waiting, Chrysalis drilled two of her fingers as deep as she could into her sister, while her other hand moved to Psithyra’s other breast, pinching at her other nipple with two fingers.

“Aaah-ow!” Psithyra winced as the changeling queen playfully bit down harder on her nipple. “Chryssie…”

Chrysalis’ smile widened, then let go of the nipple between her teeth, giving it a lick before crawling back up to her sister’s face, at the same time removing the fingers that were inside her.

“Look at you, already this wet…” The queen gave her fingers a lick, having a taste of the delicious liquid there. “I can’t believe I’ve never thought to spend my time with you like this until now.”

“That’s because you’re so good at this, Chrysalis…” Red began to rise to Psithyra’s cheeks as she traced a finger down her sister’s neck to her shoulder.

The two changelings spent the next couple of minutes kissing, leaning as closely as they could to each other, filling the room with sounds of smooching and sucking. The music from the record player still went on, quietly running alongside them as they enjoyed each other’s company.

Chrysalis smelt a maid or two walk by, but found them quickly turning away and going back down the hall, smelling embarrassment coming from them.

“I told you…” Psithyra breathed in her sister’s face. “We should do this in your room…”

“They don’t mind. See, they’ve already left. They know not to hang around and watch.” Chrysalis continued kissing her sister again, at the same time, reaching back and undoing her own dress’s zip.

Rising up, Chrysalis let her dress fall off her body as she removed her arm gloves, placing one hand on her chest as she sauntered back towards her sister, now only clad in her panties as well.

“Pretty, aren’t I?” She tossed one of her gloves at Psithyra’s face. Then she bent down and pulled her panties off, looking at the small stain on its crotch area before tossing it with her dress.

“Of course, sweet sister.” Psithyra swiped the glove away and eyed her larger breasts, then between her legs. “And look at you. Wet as well. You must really want me.”

Chrysalis swooped in and grabbed her sister’s arms, pinning them behind her head. “I do, Thyra… Tonight, I want to make you mine again. I’m getting excited thinking of all the things we’re going to do…” She picked up the first glove and tied her sister’s hands above her head. Then she brought up her other glove and tied it around Psithyra’s eyes, making sure it was tight enough.

When she was ready, Chrysalis leaned down to kiss her sister some more, at the same time, mashing her breasts against Psithyra’s.

“Feels nice…” Psithyra smiled as their lips continued to meet.

“Doesn’t it?” Chrysalis raised herself up so that only their nipples were touching. Then she played them back and forth, feeling her hard ones knock against Psithyra’s, each touch sending a shudder of pleasure through her body.

After caressing her sister’s cheek, Chrysalis slinked down to Psithyra’s lower regions, yanking off her wet panties, leaving it hanging down at her right ankle.

Eyeing her pussy hungrily, Chrysalis wasted no time in digging in, first giving the wet slit a few kisses, then began licking its length up and down.

“Ohhhhh yeahhh…” Psithyra moaned, her mouth hanging open.

Chrysalis inhaled the beautiful scent of love and grinned. It wasn’t as good as real outside love, but it was still pretty good. Then again, they weren’t really sisters, so it didn’t exactly taste like familial love either.

Chrysalis remembered the first time she had met Psithyra all those years ago. They had been in the same village and after their parents died, what else could they do but band together? Somehow, she still didn’t know how, all their minds had become interlinked in some kind of hierarchy over time, with herself being right at the top of it, likely because she had been the oldest. Maybe it was just the way their biology was, to have a hierarchy to follow.

Psithyra had been such a sweet and innocent girl, looking after her younger sister, Melipona. It had been her idea to integrate into the human’s society, to coexist with them. She had been such an optimistic changeling, hoping to live in peace with the humans some day.

It was the humans that had changed her over the years, forging her into the reaper she was today. Now, she knew better than to trust them again.

Chrysalis rubbed at her sister’s slender legs as she pushed her tongue into her pussy, licking at her inner walls. She never had any feelings for her sister besides her familial love. Only recently, since that day they decided to show Chrysidea how to seduce her prey, Chrysalis had started developing outside feelings for her sister.

She loved her sister and she loved her deeply.

Chrysalis pushed and pulled her tongue in and out of her sister’s opening, watching as her love juices began squirting out with every pull, some splattering on her face. Chrysalis didn’t care. What mattered right now was pleasuring her sister and having her way with her.

“Aa-aahh… Chryssie…” Psithyra panted, her back arched and her legs trembling around Chrysalis’ head.

“I love you, Thyra, you know…?” Chrysalis brought her tongue out and swallowed the juices that coated it. “I love you more than a sister…”

“I know. I smell it…” Psithyra sniffed in between her panting, her face flushed. “A-Are you sure, Chryssie…? There is nothing to be gained… for being with me… We are sisters.”

“I don’t know, Thyra.” Chrysalis drew a finger along Psithyra’s slit then prodded at her clit above it, earning a moan from her sister. “I don’t have anyone else to love like that. We don’t have anyone else to love. We’re all that’s left and we can’t procreate together. Why not just enjoy each other’s company as lovers would, hmm?”

Psithyra remained silent for a few seconds, but eventually spoke up. “If that is what my queen deems… then it is what I will accept.”

“Thank you, my dear sister.” Chrysalis hugged Psithyra’s legs close and pressed her head against her wet pussy, hearing it squelch close to her ear. “So… more than sisters, huh…? At least for now?”

“As you will, my queen.”

More grateful than ever, Chrysalis left her sister’s nethers and crawled back up to her face, where the gloves were still tied around her hands and eyes, her breathing slow and heavy. A smile spreading across her face, Chrysalis lay down beside her sister and stroked her purple hair, then turned her head to kiss her on the lips.

Chrysalis kissed her sister passionately, enveloping her lips with her own, kissing her only as lovers would.

Soon, she felt her urges return and she wanted more of her sister.

“I want you, Thyra.” Chrysalis spun around and placed her own vagina over Psithyra’s face as she gazed down at her sister’s. “I want you right now…”

She began licking at her sister’s clit, feeling Psithyra’s tongue slither up her own slit, then back down again, slow and steady.

“Thyra, when was the last time you had a man in you?” Chrysalis decided to ask, spreading Psithyra’s pussy lips wide with her thumbs to get a better look. “Because your vagina is still well handled.”

“Not too long ago…” Psithyra gasped as Chrysalis poked her tongue deep into her pussy. “I had an… Assassin boyfriend when I was Mirror Match. I did it with him… a few times.”

“Was it nice?” Chrysalis moaned as Psithyra’s tongue touched her clit. “Ohhh yeahhh… Must’ve been good enough that you did it with him a few times, hmm?”

“He was pretty good…” Psithyra answered. “A bit sloppy at first, but he got better as we went on. It’s a pity I lost contact with him. What about you, sister? When did you last have a man in you?”

Chrysalis put a soaked finger to her chin, then shoved it into her sister’s opening, moving it back and forth. “Mine was with my husband, Crescentlane. Chrysidea’s father.”

“Aaahh… mmmhh… What was he like?”

“He was good. That was the reason why I picked him.” Chrysalis pounded her fingers through her sister. “Not just for sex, but his personality too. I wanted my child to be… perfect. I see now that perfection is not possible, but at least she’s roughly still a good girl.”

“Your daughter is such… aaah…” Psithyra leaned her head back and gasped. Chrysalis could smell it. Her sister was close. “She’s such a good girl… So you killed your husband… as soon as he impregnated you?”

“Of course.” Chrysalis quickened her finger penetration. “I mean, I had sex with him a few times just to get the pleasure of doing so, but once I was sure I was pregnant, I got rid of him. Couldn’t have him, nngh… discover I was… a changeling mmmm…”

Psithyra had resumed her licking, pushing her tongue through her sister’s lower lips, entering her pussy and tasting the walls inside.

Chrysalis wasn’t going to lose. Her sister was very close now and all she needed to do was keep it up. Moving her fingers in and out faster now, the changeling queen played her other hand across her sister’s clit, grabbing it between two fingers and pinching it.

“Aah-aaahhhh! Chryssie!”

That was enough for Psithyra, who began convulsing as Chrysalis withdrew her fingers, watching as they stuck together with Psithyra’s juices. The younger changeling had stopped licking her sister, twitching as she continued her orgasm.

Satisfied, Chrysalis climbed off her sister and turned to face her, giving her cheek a gentle rub. “Thank you, Thyra. That was nice.”

“Yeah… haaa… haa…” she panted. Her purple hair was in a mess around her face, some even sticking in her mouth. “You’re still really good at it…”

Chrysalis put one hand on her chest and smiled, running a finger down her slender leg. “Of course. I practically invented the art of seduction and the art of sex.”

“Yeah…” Psithyra smiled, the glove still blindfolded over her eyes.

“Now, I think we better go prepare for dinner.” Chrysalis rearranged her fringe, letting a swathe of hair dangle down around her eye. She thought it made her look sexier. “Don’t want to be late, do we?”

Psithyra lay on the couch, not getting up, in the process of removing the glove around her hands. “Your daughter isn’t going to like the fact we keep doing things like this… Especially not when you tell her you want us to be more than sisters.”

“Well… she’ll understand. We’re only trying it out anyway.” Chrysalis picked up her dress, but then decided against putting it back on. “It’s not like there’s a male changeling out there for me to fall in love with.”

“And that’s a real shame…” Psithyra pulled off the glove around her hands, then lifted the one over her eyes. “We’re really all that’s left… Besides your daughter.”

“She’s not even really one of us.” Chrysalis’ eyes drifted down to her sister’s throbbing pussy, still shaking from her orgasm. “She won’t be around forever.”

“That is a shame…” Psithyra continued to lie on the sofa, pushing her hair from her face, her breasts heaving up and down as she breathed.

Chrysalis resisted the urge to grab them again. She didn’t know why she had such a lust for her sister as of late. It was almost too much to handle. She’d never experienced this with anyone else before. Perhaps it was just a time where her sexual desires were high and she needed someone to deal with it.

“We better go wash up.” Chrysalis piled her panties and dress over one arm, then picked up her gloves and her sister’s dress as well. “So I’ll see you for dinner, my sweet sister?”

“Yes. See you soon.” Psithyra looked over and grinned. She looked like she was going to be resting on the couch for a while longer.

The queen also made a note to get the maids to clean the sofa and the carpet later. It wouldn’t be nice if visitors were to smell the juices there, nor would it look nice to have stains in her house.

Chrysalis left the room, still naked, but smiling from ear to ear as she made her way upstairs. She was really excited to see where this new relationship was going to go. She knew it probably wouldn’t last forever, seeing as they were still ‘sisters’, but to pretend they weren’t for a while, that sounded like it was going to be a good idea. That also meant she would be able to use the strapon a lot more now. Perhaps after dinner, when they could retire to her room. After all, power was power, and after that session with Psithyra, she felt stronger than she had in a long time.