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It was starting to get late and the house was starting to quiet down as the weekend slowly crawled a close. Most would be preparing for the upcoming week, Ellie was busying herself downstairs cooking premade dinners that the girls could heat up and take with them, rather than spending money at the office cafeteria for Mel, or the college lunch hall for Sherri. In truth it was one of those calm Sundays that were perfect for doing the bare minimum.

Yet Sherri was pumped, she had her couch setup primed and ready for an evening of gaming in World of Warcraft, her ears perked and attentive as she set up her mic stand oh so perfectly. It was summer so instead of a hot cup of tea she had made herself a little green tea and honey slushie, which is actually quite the treat if a guest was ever so inclined to try. 

They were picking up on where they left off yesterday Mythic Imonar, one of the real bosses of Antorus, he was considered the start of the challenge that was Mythic Raiding in 7.3. Sherri sipped her drink and moused over to the other screen preparing her epic metal ballad. “I’m ready, to be clear we’re popping Time Warp on Phase 3 for the final push?” Before she could hear the answer a pudgy Doberman tapped against her ear.

Mel rest her hands upon her hips and grinned down at her little sister, masking her disapproval. World of Warcraft was a game for nerds, dorks, social introverts, it wasn’t that Mel disliked games, it was that WoW didn’t seem to be a high caliber game. Now men who could play Doom 4 on Nightmare, or even Ultra Nightmare, those were the guys worth fucking. “Hey, Squirt.” Sherri trembled and looked up to see her big sister Mel standing over her. “Mom said it’s time for dinner, she made fried chicken!” The chubby doggo was practically drooling as she held her own plate, piled high with chicken breast and various sides. 

“Guh, not now. I’ve got things to do!” Sherri immediately turned back to her game, her buffs were ready and the officers were merely discussing strategy with the tanks and healers. 

“Well why don’t you just pause it?” Mel grinned and took a bite of that crispy meat as Sherri shot her a glare. “Uh huh. Well I suppose I’ll just hang out with you then.” Her thick frame slid comfortably upon the couch, purposefully squishing Sherri onto one side.

At first Sherri didn’t seem to mind, but then Mel put her plate on one of the end tables. Sherri decided to ignore it and instead turn on her little rock ballad. The epic orchestra mixed with guitar started to play in the room as anticipation began to build in the small girl’s psyche. It was almost time, they were finally going to start the pull timer. And then she felt her blanket tugged from her body, the world itself shifted as she was tugged by her paw. “Grk! Mel!” Sherri cried out, the large doggo grinning as she gently lifted the girls sensitive paws to her lips and gave the most gentle of a kiss. “Nn!” Sherri winced at the sweet sensation.

“Okay everyone, we’re going to pull in ten!” The voice came from over the speaker and Sherri desperately wished that it would give Mel a hint to release her but instead the Doberman seemed more excited to deliver a gentle lick on those supple pawtoes. 

“Sorry, Squirt.” Mel smirked, not sorry at all! “But you know how I love sides with my chicken.” She lewdly licked at her lips revealing those sharp fangs as her tongue lewdly slid along the soft pads of Sherri’s little paw. A tingle raced up Sherri’s spine and the girl was barely able to tap the key in time so that her Pyroblast would launch when the countdown ended. 

Sherri’s paws were so sweet to the taste, it wasn’t any wonder that suitors were obsessed with Melly’s paws as well, it seemed to run in the family! The larger doggo firmly gripped on her little sister’s paw and began to kiss gently at it, at first Sherri who was used to such teasing only squirmed uncomfortably, but still managed to perform her tasks as a mage. “Nnfh.. Melly.. what are you doing? I’m in the middle of a boss pull..” Sherri pleaded helplessly, her older sister wasn’t just older, but larger as well, and there had been many times where Melly showed it… facesitting being one of their ‘favorite games.’ 

Even with Melly’s full mouth the Doberman was able to torment the poor girl and her game as her tongue slurped between those precious pawtoes. “Mnn, c’mon, don’t you want your friends to know why I call you squirt?” She flashed a grin as Sherri’s eyes widened with a mix of terror and a millisecond later pleasure as Mel slowly plunged her fingertips between that supple puffy pussy. Her fat digits were thick enough to stimulate the small girl with one or two, and every so often she’d apply a third to really make her scream. 

“No… Noplease.. Melly I.. I can’t!” Sherri’s teeth tightened as she felt pleasure race through her body, the pull had begun and already her character was falling behind on the meters. Her combustion had been wasted but funny enough her body was heating up in the real world despite it, all the heat that her character in game would generate was been built up in her body. She could feel those fingertips plunging in and out and much to her dismay she was unable to stop it, even if she wanted to! “Nnehh.. Oh..Ohfuck..” Sherri moaned, her little pawtoes twitching as her body curled and twitched with ecstasy. 

“Sherri, are you okay?!”

“No… Mel is in her room!”

“Are you serious?!”

“FUCKING HELL SHERRI WE’RE IN A RAID!”

The slutty dobie couldn’t help but have some pride at the way Sherri squealed and squirmed in her grasp, but also at the panic of those nerds and their little game. If anything it only egged the elder sister on in her assault, with Mel’s maw lewdly lapping along Sherri’s footpaws, her teeth gently nibbling at those precious pawtoes. “Slutty paws.. so sweet..” She cooed down to Sherri who was unable to do anything at the moment except tapping random keys in a desperate attempt to keep up with her guildmates.

SHLK SSSLRP SHLK SLP LLK

Sherri’s body writhed and she could feel her palms tremble as she desperately tried to keep some sanity while she stared at the screen with her eyes watering. Pleasure was overwhelming her and unfortunately her guild could hear the little whimpers and squeaks she made, why didn’t she set the mic to push to talk when Mel entered?! Everyone could hear her and the way she loved having her little paws worshipped! A secret, almost shameful kink that she preferred to keep hidden was now being broadcast over Discord for everyone to hear. “Hiiih.. Mell.. Melllyyy!” Sherri pleaded helplessly as the fingertips stuffed firmly in her tight small pussy, Mel’s thick fingertips bringing the girl to the brink.

Why was her sister like this? Why was she always picking on her? Tormenting her in front of her friends?! Sherri felt her heart race as the sinful sensations started to overwhelm her and she could no longer see, it didn’t matter that her DPS was at the bottom now, even below the tanks and Fistweaving Monks! She couldn’t’ control herself, or her character, as bliss started to overwhelm her senses she clutched so tightly on the mouse, her twin fingertips pushing on the buttons as her hand came down upon the keyboard, it was an unexpected moment beyond belief. The guild had simply put the distractions aside for now, instead trying to focus on the mechanics of the boss, even if their top DPS was essentially AFK for a pull! But it seemed like everything had gone right in this moment, cooldowns popped optimally, procs blasting in the right order, not a misstep, and the boss was starting to phase!

It was in that moment that ecstasy forced on her by her sister started to race through Sherri’s body. From the tips of those now scrunched pawtoes Sherri let out a sharp yelp, her body squirming and writhing on the couch while her in game character spun around, running against a wall until it caught the slight edge that ran the poor mage through Imonar’s gauntlet. 

At first Sherri believed she was imagining the explosions, but the little mage ran over not one, not two, but three tripwires in rapid succession with the Cauterize ability speeding her character through. Her orgasmic cries echoing through the Discord channel, accompanied by groans and guffaws of despair as every character suddenly dropped to a lifeless pixelated heap. “Attagirl! Squirt baby!” Mel grinned, clearly pleased with the catastrophe she was causing for twenty people at once! All for the delightful treat that came with Sherri’s orgasm as her pudgy fingertips pressed upwards coaxing the girl to jolt as a thin clear stream of nectar burst from Sherri’s bright blue swollen pussy. 

SQLT!

Mel dropped her digits as the first stream came out, and then applied the pressure once more triggering another raucous squirt that fired higher than before!

SQRT!

This one landed upon Mel’s snout and the Doberman’s lips spread into the most delighted grin. “Eheheh.. God you’re so cute when you cum like that.” She sneered down at Sherri, the poor girl’s eyes closed and panting for air as the waves of pleasure raced through her body. 

Sherri whimpered softly as the pleasure that numbed her body slowly began to recede, her eyes barely opening as the world and the sounds of it started to return. It was almost like shell shock, her weary body trembling as she tried to make sense of her surroundings after Melly enjoyed dragging her to a blissful paradise. 

“God Sherri, way to be a pro-mage!”

“No, she’s actually a professional SLUT.”

Sherri’s ears fell to the sides in shame and frustration, it felt wonderful there was no denying that, but she had also cost her raid a pull. Then again she wasn’t the only one to ruin an attempt, but they had gotten him to phase 3 finally and it was the end stretch, a kill! She was about to log off when her big sister, as much of a protector as she was a tormentor spoke into the microphone.

“Oh yeah? Well at least she gets laid! I bet I can’t say the same for you!” Mel’s face broke out in a grin as she looked over to her little sister over the calls over discord.

“BU-HURNED!”

“Wow dude you just gonna take that?!”

“…Hey Melly are you single?”

Sherri blushed brightly and Mel leaned over, her large spongey tongue that had once adorned Sherri’s now slick pawtoes giving a tender loving lick along the side of her little sister’s cheek. “Okay, Squirt. I’ll be good.” She then leaned back against the couch and spread her thighs a little bit. “Now let’s kill that boss huh?” 

For all of her follies and taunts, Mel was a pretty awesome big sister. “Okay.. but don’t distract me kay? The gauntlet is kind of hard.” Sherri comfortably slid into Melly’s lap.

“Got it.” Melly would pretend like she understood what her lil’ sis meant and let her arms wrap around Sherri’s small body with a protective squeeze, her chin finding its way against the top of Sherri’s scalp and breathing in the scent of her tresses with a deep inhale. Sherri may have her little RPG but at least Mel had chicken.