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Vice Bunker

Chapter 34

-VB-

Amy groaned as she pushed herself up on her bed.

She had a fucked up dream-.

She froze and then her eyes snapped open as adrenaline rushed through her veins. That wasn’t a dream. It couldn’t be! It’d been too real, and she even felt a few things through her power, which never happened in her dreams!

She fainted … after hearing from Alan that Vicky and he had been hearing her own moans just like she’d heard theirs.

Amy felt herself get lightheaded again.

Of course, they could hear her. Why didn’t she think that they wouldn’t when she could?

She felt so stupid!!!!!

She bit down on her lips as she tried to ignore the tears falling down from her eyes. Vicky probably thought that she was some kind of a freak who got off on her sister. Of course, she would think that. She probably only managed to look normal around her because - because -.

“Amy!”

She jolted and slowly turned to her left.

Vicky sat in a chair right next to her bed. And they were in her room…?

Blood drained from everywhere across her body. She wanted to curl up and die.

She couldn’t… she couldn’t-.

“Jesus, you scared everyone when you fainted like that! I punched Alan cuz I thought he did something to you!”

Amy felt emotional whiplash, feeling awfully satisfied by the thought that Vicky had punched Alan for her sake, but that crashed back down when her traitorous brain couldn’t let her feel good for a second and decided to remind her why she felt so bad in the first place.

“He is a pervert, after all. I thought he might have seduced you or something.”

And Amy felt like she was going to die again. “I didn’t do anything with him!”

“Oh?” Vicky asked with a raised eyebrow and then grinned lecherously. “So are you sure you didn’t bounce on him? He told me about how you were rather enthusiastic. In fact, he mentioned how you screamed and yelped while riding him.”

Her face burned and heart pounded in her ears. “V-Vicky, stop-”

She leaned in closer instead and whispered. “Did he take his time with you? Did you ride him so hard that you forgot it all like a … wet dream?”

“VICKY-!” she snapped with a hiss, and Vicky tumbled back with a laugh, hovering at Amy’s eye level after the chair clattered away from the force of that pull.

“Sorry, sorry! I just had to do it when I heard about your trip down there!” she laughed like a hyena and then wiped a tear from her eyes. And then she got introspective with a frown on her face. “Well, all of the girls who make their way down there eventually sleep with Alan so… I might not be joking when I say that you’re fucked.”

“Huh?”

What did Vicky just say?

“You know how soft his tentacles can be, right?”

She knew that. She felt them.

“Right,” Vicky grinned. “Well, you just get tired or bored and you just end up down there again and Alan’s so kind to let you just kind of lazy around on top of him. But then one tentacle brush against you. Two tentacle brushes against you, and then you make that third brush happen.”

Amy just glared at her sister.

“That’s actually how I did it with him the first time. I just … didn’t stop myself from feeling good,” she giggled. “Speaking of feeling good, yes, I did hear you getting off on us having sex.”

Her head hung like she was about to be executed. She just lost all strength in her upper body while her hands curled up into fists underneath the bed sheet. And that shame and embarrassment and guilt were all back. They crashed down on Amy like an avalanche, and she felt like she was going to dr-.

“Sorry.”

“...?”

Amy looked back up in confusion and saw Vicky … blushing?

“I didn’t realize that the walls were that thin. I’m … sorry. It must have been a special kind of hell when someone’s constantly having sex right next door and you …” she didn’t finish. It would be rude to finish.

“Yes,” she replied with some actual poison in her words. “It sucked.”

“Sorry.”

Amy took a deep breath and … just bottled it up again without explaining. She didn’t want to have that talk. She d-.

The door creaked open and she glared at Alan as he walked in.

“Oh, are you guys not done yet?” he asked casually without a hint of remorse. “Did Amy tell you yet that she’s pinning after you?”

Amy gawked at him.

Vicky looked at him in surprise.

Then the two sisters met each other’s eyes, one nearly in tears and the other in … simply surprise.

“... Yes.”

“But some of it has to do with your aura affecting her brain,” Alan, again, casually just dropped a bomb. “But d-”

Out of nowhere, the entire bunker shook like there was an earthquake, and then the lights went out.