Danuki(CYOA)

You are the poor, underprivileged working class of Zippangu. Every day, you wake up and ready yourself for a routine sweatshop workout; a job that lines your pockets with barely enough coin to keep yourself alive. One day, your boss approaches you with an unfamiliar, fancifully dressed companion.

"This is the one I want." She demands, raising a finger in your direction. Your boss obediently shuffles up to you, rubbing his hands together, and staring at you with a hint of avarice in his excited eyes.

"Listen, pal. You'll be doing this company, and yourself, a lot of good by making a deal with this here girl."

"Well, what does she want from me? I don't really have much to offer her."

"She wants you, pal. As an employee."

"Sure, it beats working at this dump."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Let's go and get the paperwork filled out, okay?"

Your boss guides you into his office via an almost insulting 'buddy-bud' arm over your shoulder. With a reckless disregard for terms and conditions, you sign the document, and are quickly escorted to the oddly-eared woman's mansion.

Upon entry, you are approached by a high-nosed butler. "Good evening, sir. Pardon my rude language, but you look absolutely filthy. Would you like me to direct you to the washroom?"

"Uh, sure."

"Right this way, sir."

The servant takes you to a small bathroom, one that is uncharacteristic of a house as grandiose as this. He leaves, and you immediately realize that you do not have a change of clothes. You turn around to get the butler's attention, but are instead greeted by your new owner.

“Is something wrong, big brother?”

“Yeah, I don't really have a change of clo- wait, 'big brother'?”

“Aww, that's too bad! You know, I have some clothes you could use. For a price.”

“How much?”

“Oh no, I'm not talking about currency. I'm talking about a more traditional kind of trade. You get clothes, and in exchange, you have to bathe with me.”

“You're kidding, right? You're definitely not legal.”

“Do you know how old I am?”

“The way you keep calling me 'big brother' kind of gives it away. Besides, I like my women more... developed.”

“So, I'm not good enough for you?”

“In a way, yes.”

“That's too bad.” She reaches into her backpack for a wax-sealed scroll, opens it, and points at one of the lines with her tiny index finger. “Right here, article 37 of our agreement: 'Big brother will only have eyes for me.'”

“You can't change how someone thinks.”

She glares at you. “Would you like to see me try? Shut up, take off your clothes, and bathe with me.”

“Make me.”

“No problem. Guards!”

Two hulking giants dressed in business suits squeeze in through the doorway. “Is there a problem, boss?”, they grumble in monotonous unison.

“Make big brother assume the position.”

“Gotcha.”

One of the guards forces you to your knees, and holds your arms behind your back. The other grabs your head, and holds it in place. Your master drops her pants to thigh level, revealing a dripping wet set of peachy pink lower lips. She presses it against your lips, and barks a single order at you. “Big brother, put that tongue of yours to good use.”

You struggle, but to no avail. The guards easily outclass you in power. Your owner seems to be losing her patience. “Guards, tie big brother up, and give me some alone time with him.”

“You got it, boss.”

As ordered, the thugs hogtie you, and leave your belly-up for her to enjoy. “Listen up, human. I am a proud Danuki. When you've come as far as I have, you don't take shit from your underlings. Like children, you have to punish them when they act out of line.”

She plants her sopping wet entrance against your face once again, her juices trickling down your face, and into your nose. As it pours into your nostrils, and into your lungs, you feel the urge to cough. But, struggle as you may, you are unable to free your mouth from the tender embrace of her lower lips.

“What's the matter, are you uncomfortable? Well, I'm not going to get off of you until you obey my orders. Go on, big brother.”

Like a dog, you lap away at her juices.  “Y-yes, that's a good-ahn~ brother.” More of her lewd extract spills from her twitching pussy, and into your mouth. Eventually, she climaxes, pulling your hair and clenching her teeth.

After that ordeal, she tears open your clothes and bindings with a utility knife. “Big brother, let's take a bath, okay?”

Having learned your lesson, you sit in the tub. She draws the bath water, and takes her rightful place on your lap.

After cleaning you up, and getting you dressed, she escorts you to her bedroom, where the two of you snuggle under the covers. “Good night, big brother.” she whispers, as she falls into a peaceful slumber.

“Good night, sister.”

You drift into a deep sleep.

The Danuki shakes the life back into you the next morning. “Big brother, did you call me 'sister' last night?”

“Maybe.” You didn't want to admit your weakness to this girl's charms. You're a man, damn it.

“I think you did, big brother~! Hey, I had a really good dream. Do you wanna hear about it?”

“Sure.”

“Well, you and I were walking in the garden, and you pushed me on top of a flower bed, and-”

“I don't think I want to know what happens next.”

“What's the matter, are you embarrassed?”

“Yes, I don't want to hear such lewd things from such a cute girl.”

“Sister.”

“I'm never going to call you 'sister'.”

“Big brother, you're such a meanie. Hey, let's go for a walk!”

Nothing wrong with a little exercise. “Sure.”

The two of you take a long walk around the mansion's expansive back yard. Flowers bloom all around you, and you can smell the various fragrances tickle your nose as they drift through the air. The fence is not that high, and you can see the rolling hills of the countryside from where you stand. Suddenly, the Danuki stops, and points at a small square of bright pink flowers. “Look, big brother! Aren't they pretty?”

“They don't look too different from the rest.”

“No, no, no! You're supposed to say 'Not as pretty as you, sis.', and make me all flustered. Big brother, you're so dense!”

“Oh, so you want me to re-inact your dream?”

“M-maybe.”

“If it is your wish, milady.” Without hesitation, you force your fuzzy-eared, bushy-tailed companion to the ground.

Her face glows a bright pink color. “B-big brother...”

Before long, both of you are fully unclothed. She spreads the lips of her moist pussy open with her fingers, and begs you to enter her. You decide to play a little game with her. Slowly pressing yourself inside of her, you stop when she engulfs your ridge. After a couple of seconds, you pull it back out. You keep up this act for several minutes, until she grows tired of it.

“Hurry up and fuck my brains out!”, she screams, panting heavily, with her tongue hanging out, and a glazed over look in her eyes. You obey, and shove your throbbing erection as far as you can inside of her. Entranced by pleasure, you slam your hips against hers, producing an audible splashing noise that blends into her cries of pleasure. She lets out a final, elongated moan, and her tightening walls quiver around your dick, and you pour your seed out inside of her.

“Big brother, you let out so much~! What'll you do if I get pregnant?”

“A brother has to take care of his sister, doesn't he?”

When the two of you finally get dressed, your sister gives you a hug, and exclaims, “I love you, big brother!” before running back into the mansion, and giddily chanting “He called me his sister! He called me his sister!”