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It was a little difficult to explain exactly what had happened, but the following was what Liu Mingyan could confidently attest to:
- She and her brother had been assigned to a mission in a forest near the borderlands, one where it was so lush with unfamiliar fauna and flora that even Liu Qingge was wondering if they should’ve brought Shen Qingqiu and his wealth of knowledge along.
- In an environment where careless actions were dangerous, Liu Qingge made many, one of which included sending a sword glare at the massive black plant that barely looked like a Stinging Armoured Scorpion.
- An explosion of pollen, and now, Liu Qingge was a woman, and Liu Mingyan, a man.
***
“Ge,” Liu Mingyan sighed into the dip of Liu Qingge’s naked back.
***
It was hard to tell if she and Liu Qingge had swapped sex or bodies—they looked uncannily like each other in their new forms—but the transformation had left Liu Mingyan’s veil on her new masculine face, so her theory leant towards the former. There was no time to think about the specifications of the curse; however, not when Liu Qingge’s clothes had dissolved off his body in the attack, and the previously mentioned Stinging Armoured Scorpion suddenly sprang to life and started to chase them.
Frightening—certainly, but even in his exposed state, Liu Qingge was a force of nature. Liu Mingyan hardly assisted, more focused on trying to clothe her brother as Liu Qingge attacked with ferocity and speed, breasts swinging with every motion and becoming increasingly drenched with the blood/sap of the monster plant. By the time Liu Mingyan caught up to Liu Qingge and the carcass, her brother was breathing hard, lean muscles and toned body alighted by a shaft of sunlight that so happened to fall upon his glorious body.
“Thanks,” Liu Qingge had said, taking the robe from Liu Mingyan before he suddenly collapsed into her arms.
***
“D-don’t call me that,” Liu Qingge trembled under Liu Mingyan, but his pussy was tight around Liu Mingyan’s cock, and he refused to let her pull away even when she wanted to adjust their positions.
Ge, Liu Mingyan thought it, and as if able to read her mind—or just reacting to her dick getting bigger—Liu Qingge shuddered hard and slotted his ass against Liu Mingyan’s hips, clearly wanting to take it all.
Ge.
***
Bringing Liu Qingge back to the Cang Qiong Mountains hadn’t been a hardship. The curse didn’t seem to impact Liu Mingyan’s cultivation, which meant that fighting the Stinging Armoured Scorpion wasn’t the reason why Liu Qingge had lost consciousness. Trying not to worry to death was the real challenge.
“Mu-shishu,” Liu Mingyan gasped when they landed on Qian Cao Peak, and Mu Qingfang did a double-take before his eyes landed on Liu Qingge, expression steeling in an instant.
“Come with me,” he spoke sharply, and Liu Mingyan hurried behind him, Liu Qingge’s unsettling light weight in her arms.
She set down her brother on the bed as Mu Qingfang instructed and swallowed her concerns as Mu Qingfang immediately opened Liu Qingge’s single layer of clothing. There was nothing she could do now, she reasoned; her brother was in good hands. Until Mu Qingfang snatched his hands away from Liu Qingge’s lower dantian area abruptly and beckoned her impatiently to Liu Qingge’s side.
“I can’t touch him,” he quickly stated, gathering a myriad of supplies around the room in a whirlwind, and leaving her at a loss. “He’s rejecting me, and if I, or as I suspect, anyone else, continues to touch him, the curse will speed up its poison and send him into a qi deviation.”
Liu Mingyan gaped. “What? But-but I carried him all the way here.”
Mu Qingfang nodded. “Except you. You are his younger sister. He must have viewed you to be so familiar that his meridians recognize your qi as one of his own. Liu Mingyan, only you can cure him.”
***
Liu Mingyan gasped and pumped her hips, doing her best to simultaneously ignore and respond to each of Liu Qingge’s noises. Should she be adjusting her pace to suit Liu Qingge’s preferences? Or was that even more incestuous than just fucking her brother?
Liu Qingge moaned when her cock hit a certain spot inside him, canting his hips to recreate the angle, and Liu Mingyan shut her eyes as she tried to turn a blind eye to everything around her. The naked state of their bodies, the threadbare cotton of the bedsheet clenched in her hands, Mu-shishu quietly scratching notes across a piece of parchment.
Because yes, Mu Qingfang had insisted on supervising.
He promised not to say or do anything to interfere with the “procedure,” but every stroke of his wet brush drove her insane and oh, how she wished she were the one at the desk instead.
But instead, she was here. Her sleek cock pushing into the slick folds of her brother’s pussy and hitting a special spot that he liked. She was tasked with making them reach simultaneous orgasms, which, on top of already being difficult to achieve, had to be done through vaginal penetration only. No clitoral stimulation or any other similar method that could redirect the yang energy they were building in the wrong direction.
In essence, Liu Mingyan had no prior experience to aid her.
“Hnngh,” Liu Qingge’s strangled noise seeped out of his throat, and he hid his face in his arms, ass still bouncing before Liu Mingyan. He hadn’t cum yet, Liu Mingyan had once already, and her second climax was inevitably creeping up on her again.
Ge, she wanted to call out, please cum.
Liu Qingge’s response to her deep thrust was to clench around her tight, but still no orgasm came.
Instead of focusing on Liu Qingge’s panting body, which would send her over the edge again, Liu Mingyan thought about how they had gotten here.
Liu Mingyan wanted to wake Liu Qingge before entering him, but Mu Qingfang had advised against it and was adamant that Liu Mingyan had him opened up on her cock first. He was right because as soon as Liu Qingge regained consciousness, he immediately seized around her cock and began siphoning qi from her source.
That was also when Liu Mingyan had cum for the first time.
At first, Liu Mingyan had been worried about the consequences of the release—Liu Qingge had a womb now, she could feel it every time she thrust at the right angle—but Mu Qingfang had warned her about trying to tackle more than one problem at a time. Besides, having a uterus for a single day was unlikely to bear fruit when so many other factors, like hormones and the ovarian cycle, hadn’t come into play yet.
Still, the taboo nature of their act, only intensified by the possibility, kept niggling at the back of her mind, and even now, as she tried to focus on the goal of simultaneous climaxes, that thought was present in her actions. Her hand, wider than she remembered, was splayed across Liu Qingge’s slim belly, helping him regain balance on his elbows and knees, when she palmed him there, trying to soothe his little whines, she could feel an extra softness there—the place where life could bloom.
His own hand fell on her forearm that was holding him up, but he was unable to do much more than that, just reflexively grasping on, and hanging his head as he squirmed and pushed his cunt against her. It was clear that he wanted to cum too, but didn’t know how and as Liu Mingyan felt her will weaken, she knew she had to do something drastic because there would be no third orgasm from her.
Carefully, Liu Mingyan pushed herself onto her knees. Liu Qingge made a confused noise and tried to follow her, but she resisted his motions and pushed him back down, accidentally a little too forceful when he collapsed and fell to the bed, pussy the only part of him connected to her. There was no time to apologize, however. The new lewd position only made the fire in Liu Mingyan’s core flare higher, and she quickly grabbed her brother’s hips, firmly slotting his ass to her, and bracing herself for what was to come next.
“Mingyan!”
Liu Qingge screamed her name at the first harsh thrust with no warning, and Liu Mingyan nearly lost control, not expecting Liu Qingge to call out for her so wantonly. She was a woman on a mission, however, and refused to fall victim to her brother’s siren calls, snapping her hips into him and yanking his body onto her cock in a brutal pace, almost frenzied by the loud wet squelches of their bodies.
No longer was she trying to coax Liu Qingge into an orgasm; she was barrelling him towards it. Each toss and manhandling of Liu Qingge’s feminized form brought them impossibly together, and the way Liu Qingge had gone limp to let her do as intended drove her cock deeper into Liu Qingge’s pussy than she could ever imagine.
She was hitting something firm. For a second, she thought she’d gone too deep, fucking into Liu Qingge’s walls to their limits, but even after she changed the angle, the tip of her cock was still hitting the spot squarely head-on. Then she realized it had nothing to do with where she was hitting, but rather it was Liu Qingge’s womb, descending down to receive its prize. And that Liu Qingge was crying and already cumming from her bruising his cervix.
With a startled moan, Liu Mingyan released her own climax, hunched over Liu Qingge’s prone form as her cock twitched like crazy and spewed an amount she didn’t know she had in her. Unlike last time, Liu Qingge was fully conscious when she finished inside him, and his scandalized sobs were extra sweet as he inevitably felt the hot gush of fresh cum filling him up to the brim, then dripping out of his entrance.
“Oh, oh,” he keened. His hand flew out to grip Liu Mingyan’s forearm for support, and Liu Mingyan spurted out another fresh wave from the feeling of Liu Qingge clinging to her so desperately.
Once their shaking had quelled and the feeling of drying cum began to feel tacky, Liu Mingyan pulled their bodies apart. She couldn’t help but glance at their single audience, afraid that he would find something amiss about their interactions, but Mu Qingfang’s expression gave nothing away. He was still looking at his paper, a final blot to indicate the end of a sentence, before placing it to the side to dry with the others.
Liu Mingyan flitted her eyes back to Liu Qingge, who was still lying beneath her. There was no point in calling Mu Qingfang’s attention; he had heard everything and thus would know the procedure was complete. Instead, she had a more pressing concern to attend to.
Gingerly, Liu Mingyan rolled Liu Qingge onto his back. His eyes were closed, but awake, seemingly embarrassed by his behaviour and staying quiet because of it. But Liu Mingyan knew her brother and knew that if she pretended this had been an encounter between strangers, it would shatter something fragile in him. So instead, she gathered him into her arms, laid him atop her and tucked his head underneath her chin. Soon, the curse should reverse, and they would be reverted to their original bodies, but for now, she relished in a moment where, for once, she was the bigger person protecting their sibling.
And as Liu Qingge leaked on her thigh and buried his face into the length of her neck, her cock twitched under the blanket she had drawn across their waists. Still coated in Liu Qingge’s arousal, perhaps, she did have a third one in her.