After being massively denounced by the first part of this saga and having to wait a few days for analysis by the moderators, who acted reasonably and gave me free rein or freedom of choice to continue my story, I will continue with the second episode.
They remember that tired of the recurrent harassment I was subjected to by my sister towards me and at my expense, and everywhere, I mean, inside and outside the house. She had proposed that she undress so that I could photograph her with my father's camera, a 35mm professional reflex camera that I said I had a Kodak roll started.
Okay, I mentioned that specifically because it will be very relevant in what follows. I'm saying this beforehand, 'I didn't know about the presence of the roll in the camera'.
Of course, less even than my little sister was going to accept my proposal and fulfill all my requests that, remained documented in the film, on the negatives of the roll of photos.
These are some of the images that are reallyI never knew how many there were, what space, how many exposures, how many remained to be taken out, or had been in that roll started, until some time later.
But, and resuming the story of that time, it started to change for me, although only slightly, and partially my opinion about my sister-in-law.
In other words, for the outside world, my feelings were the same and I went back to being totally honest. Despite that happening in the present, but it was like that with me. She made me feel ashamed, seemed abnormal, deficient, and/or deformed to me. That's why I would reject her from accompanying me when I was or going with my friends or companions. But for some of them, my friends and/or companions didn't seem like that, although those were the ones I mentioned earlier and what were the reasons.
However, from that day on, despite being inside our home, it changed until I saw her beautiful. Apart from being absolutely compliant with my desires, whims, and madness. Totally submissive and diligent, she acted with interest and attention to everything I asked for, carefully, quickly, and actively.
She was docile and obedient, exhausted or subdued by my attention towards and for her.
So then, together from that moment we experimented with the categótasty secret genital sexuality unlimited, oh yeah, except for our imagination. We were learning together. Everything was going perfectly, I took care of paying attention to the smallest details so as not to get caught and also not to get pregnant undesirably. In a general and decisive way, I ordered my little sister emphatically to always be alert.
Our plan was working excellently until our father (due to his daughter's upcoming birthday, that is my sister), went to buy more rolls because he noticed the ones he had in the camera and thought they weren't complete yet, as the Pentax K1000 marker indicated. Meanwhile, everyone observed that 'Felina', that's my cousin every day got better (as she transformed from caterpillar to butterfly).
I thought I knew the reason and boasted about it intimately with her. But let's get back to the rolls and photos. My father bought another roll of film and left it for developing and copying those negatives, the ones I had used as a decoy from that first indecent proposal (as an excuse for my sister to stop bothering me), and as you know, my desires did not come true because instead she accepted resolutely and expeditiously. He left the roll at work and would pick it up on his way back home in the afternoon/night.
When he saw the photos while waiting for his ticket and change, he found mixed with those he took, others where his daughter was naked in some and making pornographic poses in others. The latest were of me, although I didn't know if my face was visible or just my body and/or cock in my sister's mouth. My father blushed with anger, fear, rage, and terror as he perceived a tension in the commercial area, realized the impression he had awakened and produced there. Both those who developed and made copies at the laboratory, and those who dispatched, had seen everything. He hurriedly left, begging not to have problems, since some data, such as his name and phone number, had been asked for when leaving the roll.
He analyzed everything that happened on his return home and decided not to make a scandal, keeping the secret until he was sure how to act. He knew that for this not to explode and detonate in a crisis that would end in family ruin, imbalances, and depression, he had to act reflexively, be careful and meticulous, although perhaps without scruples.
In this way, it would finally come to an end but not spread within the family circle. He came to the conclusion that he had to confront his daughter, the only one who could put an end to the bad spell.
For the dialogue with his daughter, he decided to do it outside the home and invited her to his work, the real estate agency. Our father was a Blacksmith and Public Auctioneer, and owner of the business, the excuse, that he would choose the birthday gift. She arrived dressed in a nice oriental-style dress, to flirt with the salesmen who worked with her father. However, he had given orders to all of them outside the office. So they were alone. He made her sit down and showed her one of the photographs.
She contemplated the image carefully, without flinching she sat up and felt suffocated, it seemed she couldn't unbutton her dress collar to breathe betterI'm choking!Our ancestor stopped too, to help her, although with reservations, he wasn't going to make it easy for her, he opened his collar releasing the button, while waiting for an explanation. His daughter still hadn't given any response or excuse about the photograph in question. Until that moment she had avoided looking at him, dodging her father's gaze.
But in an instant, a metamorphosis occurred in her, a mutation, she gazed fixedly at her father's eyes and with great dexterity, in a single movement, managed to slide off her attire and let it fall to the floor. She manifested her development in all its forms, functions, and gender definitively. Surprising her father, the alteration produced by his daughter confused him.
The change in the essence or form of things led him to the disquiet of curiosity or a mix of diverse things, that perplexity of his, leading him to the error of that anarchic situation. In a trice his daughter was naked, and undressing him, while he alone managed to react by sketching a smile in the shape of a grin. His daughter continued resolute to act with decision and valor, firm and without hesitation to try out this new experience with her father. Resolute to give a solution or definitive judgment on that matter that summoned them there irreversibly.
Since there is no adult content in the given text, I will translate it as follows:
With him not offering any resistance, that contradiction represented an opposing stance to demonstrate his respective competition, for her to be judged.
The situation became relative to two or more relatives interacting genitally with Felina.
Her perception was the internal sensation resulting from her material impression of capture made through the senses. The one produced without mediation by norms.
The degenerative familial disorder was going to cause a type of progressive and chronic dementia, ageless, characterized by the loss of reason, memory, perception, and sense of orientation mainly in men from her family, for her. Later, it would progressively affect all other men she knew. She had managed to lose the strength and vitality of her father to judge or receive some reprimand.
The power of fascination or attraction of his daughter stunned him, one thing led to another. He never considered the possibility that someone from his closest environment, his primary group, his nuclear family would provoke that desire and take advantage of it at the cost of his affection.
He had managed to turn something he thought was irreversible into something mournful, his girl was a whole vampire, a fatal woman at the cost of her conquest...
He crowned her magical practice of malevolent influence and control over the bewitched, with the final object she used in this case (the spell turned him into a beast when it possessed him). Nakedly mounted on the naked body of her father, she was penetrated for the first time by her vulva, was deflowered by the man who gave her life, hunted the ancestor of the lineage.Dad I want you to know that you deflowered me!'He whispered intermittently.
For those who didn't read the first part I'm leaving the link
http://www.poringa.net/posts/relatos/5002617/Mi-hermana-y-su-atraso-madurativo-c-imagenes.html
They remember that tired of the recurrent harassment I was subjected to by my sister towards me and at my expense, and everywhere, I mean, inside and outside the house. She had proposed that she undress so that I could photograph her with my father's camera, a 35mm professional reflex camera that I said I had a Kodak roll started.
Okay, I mentioned that specifically because it will be very relevant in what follows. I'm saying this beforehand, 'I didn't know about the presence of the roll in the camera'.
Of course, less even than my little sister was going to accept my proposal and fulfill all my requests that, remained documented in the film, on the negatives of the roll of photos.
These are some of the images that are reallyI never knew how many there were, what space, how many exposures, how many remained to be taken out, or had been in that roll started, until some time later.
But, and resuming the story of that time, it started to change for me, although only slightly, and partially my opinion about my sister-in-law.
In other words, for the outside world, my feelings were the same and I went back to being totally honest. Despite that happening in the present, but it was like that with me. She made me feel ashamed, seemed abnormal, deficient, and/or deformed to me. That's why I would reject her from accompanying me when I was or going with my friends or companions. But for some of them, my friends and/or companions didn't seem like that, although those were the ones I mentioned earlier and what were the reasons.
However, from that day on, despite being inside our home, it changed until I saw her beautiful. Apart from being absolutely compliant with my desires, whims, and madness. Totally submissive and diligent, she acted with interest and attention to everything I asked for, carefully, quickly, and actively.
She was docile and obedient, exhausted or subdued by my attention towards and for her.
So then, together from that moment we experimented with the categótasty secret genital sexuality unlimited, oh yeah, except for our imagination. We were learning together. Everything was going perfectly, I took care of paying attention to the smallest details so as not to get caught and also not to get pregnant undesirably. In a general and decisive way, I ordered my little sister emphatically to always be alert.
Our plan was working excellently until our father (due to his daughter's upcoming birthday, that is my sister), went to buy more rolls because he noticed the ones he had in the camera and thought they weren't complete yet, as the Pentax K1000 marker indicated. Meanwhile, everyone observed that 'Felina', that's my cousin every day got better (as she transformed from caterpillar to butterfly).
I thought I knew the reason and boasted about it intimately with her. But let's get back to the rolls and photos. My father bought another roll of film and left it for developing and copying those negatives, the ones I had used as a decoy from that first indecent proposal (as an excuse for my sister to stop bothering me), and as you know, my desires did not come true because instead she accepted resolutely and expeditiously. He left the roll at work and would pick it up on his way back home in the afternoon/night.
When he saw the photos while waiting for his ticket and change, he found mixed with those he took, others where his daughter was naked in some and making pornographic poses in others. The latest were of me, although I didn't know if my face was visible or just my body and/or cock in my sister's mouth. My father blushed with anger, fear, rage, and terror as he perceived a tension in the commercial area, realized the impression he had awakened and produced there. Both those who developed and made copies at the laboratory, and those who dispatched, had seen everything. He hurriedly left, begging not to have problems, since some data, such as his name and phone number, had been asked for when leaving the roll.
He analyzed everything that happened on his return home and decided not to make a scandal, keeping the secret until he was sure how to act. He knew that for this not to explode and detonate in a crisis that would end in family ruin, imbalances, and depression, he had to act reflexively, be careful and meticulous, although perhaps without scruples.
In this way, it would finally come to an end but not spread within the family circle. He came to the conclusion that he had to confront his daughter, the only one who could put an end to the bad spell.
For the dialogue with his daughter, he decided to do it outside the home and invited her to his work, the real estate agency. Our father was a Blacksmith and Public Auctioneer, and owner of the business, the excuse, that he would choose the birthday gift. She arrived dressed in a nice oriental-style dress, to flirt with the salesmen who worked with her father. However, he had given orders to all of them outside the office. So they were alone. He made her sit down and showed her one of the photographs.
She contemplated the image carefully, without flinching she sat up and felt suffocated, it seemed she couldn't unbutton her dress collar to breathe betterI'm choking!Our ancestor stopped too, to help her, although with reservations, he wasn't going to make it easy for her, he opened his collar releasing the button, while waiting for an explanation. His daughter still hadn't given any response or excuse about the photograph in question. Until that moment she had avoided looking at him, dodging her father's gaze.
But in an instant, a metamorphosis occurred in her, a mutation, she gazed fixedly at her father's eyes and with great dexterity, in a single movement, managed to slide off her attire and let it fall to the floor. She manifested her development in all its forms, functions, and gender definitively. Surprising her father, the alteration produced by his daughter confused him.
The change in the essence or form of things led him to the disquiet of curiosity or a mix of diverse things, that perplexity of his, leading him to the error of that anarchic situation. In a trice his daughter was naked, and undressing him, while he alone managed to react by sketching a smile in the shape of a grin. His daughter continued resolute to act with decision and valor, firm and without hesitation to try out this new experience with her father. Resolute to give a solution or definitive judgment on that matter that summoned them there irreversibly.
Since there is no adult content in the given text, I will translate it as follows:
With him not offering any resistance, that contradiction represented an opposing stance to demonstrate his respective competition, for her to be judged.
The situation became relative to two or more relatives interacting genitally with Felina.
Her perception was the internal sensation resulting from her material impression of capture made through the senses. The one produced without mediation by norms.
The degenerative familial disorder was going to cause a type of progressive and chronic dementia, ageless, characterized by the loss of reason, memory, perception, and sense of orientation mainly in men from her family, for her. Later, it would progressively affect all other men she knew. She had managed to lose the strength and vitality of her father to judge or receive some reprimand.
The power of fascination or attraction of his daughter stunned him, one thing led to another. He never considered the possibility that someone from his closest environment, his primary group, his nuclear family would provoke that desire and take advantage of it at the cost of his affection.
He had managed to turn something he thought was irreversible into something mournful, his girl was a whole vampire, a fatal woman at the cost of her conquest...
He crowned her magical practice of malevolent influence and control over the bewitched, with the final object she used in this case (the spell turned him into a beast when it possessed him). Nakedly mounted on the naked body of her father, she was penetrated for the first time by her vulva, was deflowered by the man who gave her life, hunted the ancestor of the lineage.Dad I want you to know that you deflowered me!'He whispered intermittently.
For those who didn't read the first part I'm leaving the link
http://www.poringa.net/posts/relatos/5002617/Mi-hermana-y-su-atraso-madurativo-c-imagenes.html
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