Alternative Headspace

>Lucy had almost everything accounted for in stashing away the props for an easier time next year's setup.
>The only things left missing were the one box of actual blood and the prop head.
>She knew the blood was likely already lost to Lisa for her science experiments, but that didn't explain the head.
>Leni would definitely lose something like that, but it was on Geo the entire time and he was currently watching Meerkat Manor reruns with Lana.
>No mask there.
>Where could it have possibly been, then?
>The question burned through Lucy's mind as she went upstairs to check the attic once more.
>As she ascended the final step, Lucy heard the weirdest sound.
>It was faint, and anyone but her would likely have given up on finding it since she was only interested in the possibility of paranormal activity.
>Finding a ghost after Halloween in their home would've been the gravy on her potatoes.
>Slowly sidling through the hall, Lucy eventually homed in on the sound.
>It was...coming from Lincoln's room?
>That's strange, Lincoln's room was already checked out multiple times beforehand.
>Why would there be a ghost in his room of all places?
>Making her way to the door, Lucy slowly pushed the door ajar.
>Peeking inside, she could see Lincoln standing in the middle of the room.
>The sounds were definitely coming from where he was standing.
>Or rather awkwardly wiggling.
>Was he possessed?
>That would've explained Lucy's surprise about a ghost in his room.
>Up until she stuck her head in a little further and saw the head she was looking for.
>Buried into the seat of her brother's crotch.
>Lucy then realized what she was witnessing and didn't know how to react.
>She was interested in dark and taboo things unlike the rest of her family.
>But watching her older brother orally rape a severed Halloween prop tested her tolerance in a way she didn't know was possible.

>The sound that was being made was no doubt from Lincoln pushing himself through to the severed head's neckhole.
>Stealing a better look at the head, it was seemingly covered in blood to Lucy.
>But all the blood was accounted for in her pile.
>Except for...
>No.
>There was no way.
>Lincoln couldn't have.
>It was Lisa.
>It had to be Lisa.
>She wasn't watching her brother skullfuck a severed head covered in the blood she had acquired through less than legal means.
>Her heart began to thunder in her chest.
>The vivid picture of her brother emulating one of the most diabolical acts she could think of was throwing her mind into chaos.
>Every inch of his member piercing through the facsimile made her breaths become short.
>If she didn't know any better, she might actually think she was...enjoying this.
>Enjoying the sight of her brother doing something so awful to this head.
>Rubbing her legs together, she could feel the heat emerging from her still-developing womanhood.
>This only made her feel even stranger.
>How was this interesting her in a way that only Edwin had before?
>Lucy had to have an answer.
>Resolving herself to see the situation through to the end, Lucy slid in through the door and closed it softly behind her.
>Approaching Lincoln from behind, she slowly reached her hand out and laid it on his shoulder.
>She felt Lincoln seize up instantly.
>Moving closer to his head, Lucy lined her mouth to his ear and began to whisper.
“I've been looking for that head all day, Lincoln. I didn't expect to find it in here.”
>Lincoln quickly began shaking like a leaf.
>”Lucy, th-this isn't what it looks like.”
“It looks to me like you're violating the now bloody severed head I made for Leni's costume. Am I wrong?”
>”Uh...”
>Lucy calmly walked around him and got on her knees, meeting the level of the head.
>She quietly grabbed hold of it and stared up at her big brother.
“I didn't think you were into this, Lincoln.”

>"Lucy, please don't tell anyone."
>She stared down at the prop she held in her hands, feeling the warmth of the silicon and blood on her fingers.
>It felt so surreal.
>Especially with his still-erect penis poking our of the mouth hole belonging to the head that stared lifelessly at her.
>Lucy felt a twinge in her crotch as she gazed at it all.
"On one condition."
>"Condition?"
"I want to see you finish."
>Lincoln stared down at Lucy as if she was crazy.
>She simply stared blankly back at him.
>Eventually, he simply looked away and meekly nodded.
>He started to move again as Lucy held the head in place.
>She stared intently at it all, mesmerized completely.
>But being a passive observer wasn't enough for her.
>Lucy grabbed hold of the container and liberally covered Lincoln's member with it.
>It formed somewhat of a puddle in the mouth and Lucy couldn't help but be fascinated with watching her brother doing something this depraved.
>With the increased pace, Lincoln seemed to be quite fascinated as well.
>His bucking hips splattered the head and Lucy's dress with quickly warming blood.
>The scent of iron and Lincoln's penis was sending Lucy's nethers into a frenzy.
>It was like something straight out of her vivid dreams of Edwin and her embracing their vampiric desires.
>Then the unexpected happened.
>Lincoln stopped moving as his phallus began to twitch and fire off streams of his essence.
>It flew onto Lucy's face and into her mouth, intermixed with a steady amount of blood as well.
>Lucy let it sit on her tongue for a moment before hesitantly swallowing it down.
>That last action sent her over the edge.

>Lucy's hands fell from the head as she clutched her quivering sex that was sending her through the most intense orgasm of her young life.
>Her brother shortly collapsed, the semen and blood mixture landing on Lucy's dress and the surrounding carpet.
>Once her body came back under her control, Lucy slowly crawled to Lincoln.
>She saw his chest struggling to catch up to his breathing.
>The intensity of his orgasm must have matched her own.
>It was in that instant that Lucy realized what it was that she had just done to and with her brother.
>And just how tantalizingly amazing it was.
>She could still feel the interwoven taste of the blood and Lincoln's salty-sweet semen on her tongue.
>It was exquisite.
>Bending over her brother's form, she leaned over and stared at his beet-red face.
>"Was...was that enough?"
>Lucy chuckled and smiled down at her brother.
"Yeah."
>Lincoln breathed out a sigh of relief and stared up at the ceiling.
"That should tide me over until next time."
>Lucy could feel her brother's heart nearly jumping out of his chest.
>"Next time?!"
"Don't worry, Lincoln."
>Lucy leaned down to her brother's face and gave him a quick peck on the cheek.
"This is just between us."
>Lincoln's eyes rolled up into the back of his head as he passed out.
>Lucy tenderly rubbed his head as she closed his eyes and place him onto his bed.
>She slowly walked to the head and placed it in the now empty container.
>While she was going to need to take a shower and clean this head up, she was still happy.
>After all, she found her new favorite thing to do while waiting for Halloween.