Is My Pussy Hair Really That Scratchy… Have You Touched It, Oppa?
The current version of my 'little sister' couldn't be properly described with words like 'shameless.' Her reactions were closer to something broken. Because of that, I deliberately refused to give her the responses she wanted. The more I freaked out, the more extreme her antics became, so my best option was to act completely unfazed.
I quietly gathered the blanket on the bed. Then I slowly covered my now-exposed lower half.
"Let's just eat."
"...Why are you covering it? Where do you think you're hiding that thing, huh?"
My 'little sister', now lying on her back, casually propped her arm under her head and began scanning me up and down. Her face, however, was flushed bright red. She kept pretending to be bold, using me as her personal source of amusement.
"I'm hungry. Aren't you going to eat?"
"Nooo~ Your dick is so small, why are you hiding it? Well, I guess it's not exactly something to brag about when your little sister makes you hard."
"...It's not because of you."
I tried to change the subject somehow. There was nothing good that could come from arguing about this. But her constant teasing voice and that fake-bold attitude were starting to get on my nerves.
"Don't you know about morning wood? Every guy wakes up hard, you know?"
"...Then why are you hiding it? Huh? Must be something you're ashamed of."
"Haah... What kind of crazy bastard walks around like this in front of his little sister? Stop talking nonsense."
"No, I'm saying... why would a natural bodily function be embarrassing? You're not hiding it because you're guilty in front of me, are you?"
"Ugh... Why would I feel guilty? I'm doing this because I thought it might make you uncomfortable."
"Me? I'm not uncomfortable at all. Who said I was? If anyone's uncomfortable, it's you, oppa."
She was right. It wasn't wrong at all. Getting caught with an erection by anyone, let alone family, created an atmosphere that society simply wouldn't accept. If you got hard on the street, you'd have to arch your back or somehow tuck it between your thighs and pretend nothing was happening. If you walked around openly erect, you might even get arrested for public indecency.
Sex had always been like that. Society's gaze was always negative, and we'd been taught to feel ashamed of it. Changing that overnight wouldn't be easy.
"...It's not though?"
"What's not?"
"This isn't uncomfortable. It's genuine consideration for you."
"I'm not uncomfortable either. So I guess you don't have to cover it?"
My 'little sister' tilted her head. The tip of her chin pointed directly at my crotch.
"......"
"......"
A silent standoff followed. I told myself over a hundred times that this was wrong. But neither of us seemed willing to back down. My 'little sister' kept her flushed face on, wearing an expression that practically screamed, 'See? You can't do it, can you?'
Swish— Thud—
It was a fit of frustration. Even as I let the blanket slip from my hand, I kept thinking this was seriously messed up.
"Haaah... Feels refreshing. I used to go without panties all the time when you weren't around. Didn't you know?"
My 'little sister''s eyes widened to an almost comical degree. They were so round it wouldn't have been surprising if they popped out of her head.
"Ah, uh... Y-yeah. R-really? Then... don't worry about me watching... Just do whatever's comfortable..."
Her voice definitely sounded broken. And the 'little sister' who had been staring intently at the blanket I'd used to cover myself now lowered her gaze downward.
"Hey, but... does this look small to you?"
Given the situation, my cock had swollen to the point of bursting. Veins bulged prominently, and the glans was so engorged it looked like it might touch my stomach.
"...Uh, well, average? I-it's not a little smaller than average? Haa..."
The truth was, I had no choice but to show her my erect penis. Even if it was my 'little sister,' the idea of looking small hurt my pride. That's why I was desperately flexing every muscle down there to maintain it.
"This is a little smaller than average? What country's average are we talking about?"
It was hard to just let my 'little sister''s words slide. After all, my fully erect length was 18 centimeters with a girth of 14 centimeters. That was by no means an ordinary size. Her comment was an attack on my pride as a man.
"...Ha! It really is smaller than average...? Everything I've seen was bigger than that...?"
"What are you even saying? Hey! Look properly. Stop talking bullshit."
"Kyaa, kyaaht!"
My 'little sister' let out a cute scream. She began rolling sideways in shock at my sudden movement.
"Hey, are you going to look straight or not? Where exactly does this look below average? Wow... I'm actually speechless."
"Huu, huuu... Haa... ha..."
I grabbed my 'little sister' as she tried to roll away and pinned her shoulders down, shoving my cock right in front of her face.
"Uh, n-now that I'm looking closely... it does seem a little... a little big... Haa, huu, huuu..."
Her panic was obvious. Her face wasn't just red anymore—it looked like it was literally on fire. Her increasingly ragged breathing filled the entire room.
Even so, she continued pretending to be calm. Her voice was trembling violently, yet she still said everything she wanted to say.
"S-still, it seems a bit thin? Shouldn't it be thicker than this?"
"...Hey."
"W-what!"
"...Let's stop this and just eat already."
"Ah, uh, okay..."
Once again, my 'little sister''s warm breath brushed against my glans. The ticklish sensation made me feel like I'd cause an even bigger accident if I wasn't careful. So I left her lying there on her stomach and started picking up my clothes.
I left the torn panties where they were, pulled a fresh pair from the drawer, and put them on. Then I pulled my pants back up around my waist. Even then, my still-erect cock made a very obvious bulge in the front.
"...Let's go out."
I walked past my 'little sister', who was still lying on the floor, and headed for the living room through the half-open door.
"What is all this..."
Starting from the entrance, various household items were lined up everywhere. It was all stuff I'd never seen before. Mixed in were things that clearly belonged to my 'little sister.'
While I was looking around at all of it, the culprit herself—my 'little sister'—followed me out.
"Ah, this. I moved out of my workroom."
"...Why?"
"What do you mean, why? Do you think our ancestors are paying the rent? It's a waste of money."
My 'little sister' said it so confidently, but I couldn't help but feel suspicious.
"You were doing fine there. Why suddenly..."
"That was because you were living here alone. Now that I don't have to stay away anymore."
"...Why don't you have to stay away anymore?"
"We already know everything about what the other is doing. Is there any point in living separately?"
"Even so, you moved your stuff out this urgently?"
"The lease was only until this month anyway?"
"Huu..."
"Why? Is it uncomfortable having me at home?"
"No, it's not that..."
The agreement we'd made to pretend we didn't know about each other's secrets had completely vanished. At this point, that wasn't even the main issue anymore—far bigger things had happened.
"...Just do whatever you normally do. You said you walk around naked when I'm not here. Go ahead. I don't care."
There it was again—more fake boldness. My 'little sister,' whose breathing had been so labored just moments ago, was once again pretending to be calm with her still-flushed face.
"...Let's just eat first."
I tried my best to ignore her provocations. I'd gotten way too excited earlier without realizing it. As an intelligent person, I intended to maintain the line I was supposed to keep.
*
"Oppa!"
The door burst open. My hand instantly hit Alt + Tab, revealing a blank search engine screen.
"...Yeah?"
"Here's the revised version."
"...I told you to send it by email..."
"Aww, why bother when we're both home? Anyway, here. Take a look and give me feedback."
"......"
My 'little sister' held out the tablet she'd been drawing on just moments ago. She stood right beside me, staring intently.
"Ah, I should look at this together. Just a second."
This time she held out her phone. The previous 'little sister' hidden-camera photo was displayed right next to it.
"...About this, um, I'm really sorry... Can't you please delete it...?"
Every time I saw that photo, my conscience stabbed at me. Besides, the fact that she was willingly showing me such a picture definitely didn't look like it came from good intentions.
"Bullshit. You told me to draw it exactly like this. I'm asking you to check if I got it right."
"......Yeah."
But my 'little sister' didn't seem bothered in the slightest.
"Ah, uh, haa..."
This was difficult. I could barely bring myself to say anything to her.
"If there's nothing else, should I finish it like this?"
"...W-wait a moment."
This was work. It wasn't a joke or some silly game.
"...Here, make the butt a little bigger... And the way her breasts are pressed against the floor, adjust that too..."
"How should the breasts look?"
"...It would be good if the squished parts spread out more to the sides..."
"Okay. Is that all?"
"...Yes."
Confirming changes while looking her in the face was far more embarrassing than I'd imagined. Especially with her nude photo sitting right there beside us.
My 'little sister' got my final confirmation, then gathered up her phone and tablet. She turned to leave, but then spun back around.
"Oh, right. One more thing."
"...Yeah."
Her voice was strangely cheerful. The playfulness in her tone made me swallow nervously.
Gulp—
"Could you stop using the phrase 'scratchy pussy hair'?"
"...What?"
"Have you actually touched it to know if my pussy hair is really that scratchy, oppa?"
"What the hell are you saying!"
"No, seriously. Every time you describe touching down there, you say it's scratchy and it sounds so fucking bad. Saying it's scratchy means the pubic hair is thick, but mine isn't that thick, you know?"
"Haa... Whatever. Just get out already."
It was an incredibly embarrassing conversation. I'd had my suspicions, but now that I knew for sure that my 'little sister' had read my novel (486 Ways to Eat My Little Sister) under the username SisterLover, my face burned with heat.
"If possible, could you change it to something like 'soft and fluffy' or 'smooth'? Honestly, it really bothers me."
"Haa, fuck... Fine, fine. Just leave already. Okay?!"
"...You promised. I'll check it later, got it?"
My persistent 'little sister' refused to leave until she got a clear confirmation from me. After extracting my promise to fix it this weekend, she walked out triumphantly.
"Wow... I'm seriously going to die..."
My face was so hot it felt like it might explode at any moment. I kept fanning myself with my hand, but the heat wouldn't subside easily. My 'little sister' continued coming in and out of my room constantly.