Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

"It's time to wake up." Anushka noticed her little man taking a peek down her dress, but she didn't mind. Teenagers couldn't really help themselves after all. "We're leaving for Temple in an hour. And we have a lot of unboxing to do today." Anushka straightened and gave Krishan a wink. "I'm going to go get changed. Get ready and go grab some breakfast." Anushka did her best not to giggle as she left the room. She closed the door after her.




"Oh, shit." Krishan realized only after she'd left that he'd been mooning her. He turned onto his back and his soft, giant dick flopped onto his belly. "Oh, double shit." He looked down at what until yesterday had been an awkward problem on the tiny end of the scale, but was now an embarrassment of riches. How was he even going to stuff all that into his briefs?

Krishan hopped out of bed, did his best to tuck that monster comfortably into his underwear, and put on his clothes.

When he arrived downstairs, he found his siblings in the dining room finishing off their breakfast.

"The runt has landed," Karun said between mouthfuls. He wore an ill-fitting suit that couldn't quite contain his broad shoulders. He had his blue tie flipped over his shoulder.

"Good morning, Krishan." Hansika gave Krishan that usual sad smile that said she felt sorry for her husband's little brother, but she wasn't going to do anything about it.



"Why are you walking so funny?" Shriya looked Krishan up and down as he found a seat and served himself food.

"Just sore from all that moving." Krishan flipped his red tie over his shoulder to keep it away from any wayward syrup.

"Do you even lift, bro?" Karun laughed at his own joke and looked at his wife.

Hansika was torn between supporting her husband and not wanting to further humiliate poor Krishan. She chose the former and chuckled, but didn't make eye contact with either of them.

Both Krishan's sister and sister-in-law were already in their Sarees. Krishan's eyes took in the swell of their breasts under the conservative cut. Hansika certainly had more in the boob department, but she was in her twenties. Krishan supposed Shriya would grow bigger. Then he realized he was thinking about his sister's tits and his mouth turned down in revulsion.



"What's wrong now?" Shriya's sharp features were accentuated by the inquisitive look on her face.

"Nothing. Just a bad taste in my mouth." Krishan tried to keep his thoughts about Shriya clean, but all sorts of torrid images burst into his brain. Did she shave her pussy? What did her butt look like? Sure, he'd seen her in a bathing suit dozens of times, but he'd never really looked. Much to his dismay, his new freak-of-a-dick started pushing at his underwear as it swelled with blood. He needed to think of something else. "How'd you sleep up in your tower?" Shit, now he was thinking about her laying naked in bed. The world was going topsy-turvy.



"I slept like a log." Shriya cocked her head at him. "What's wrong with you today?"

"Nothing, nothing." Krishan shook his head.

"I think he's finally hit puberty," Karun said.

"Enough with that, Karun." Ganesh walked into the room. "Okay. Let's get this show on the road."

Everyone but Krishan got up from the table and took their dishes into the kitchen. Krishan sat there for ten minutes and slowly ate. Maybe he was hitting puberty way late. Maybe that's all this was. Then he thought of Nayanthara and a chill ran down his spine. No, something else was happening.



Eventually, Anushka came to get him. "We're out the door, Krish. Come on."

"Coming, Mom." Krishan got to his feet and followed her out of the house. He needed to talk to somebody. The Priest? No way. His dad? That would be weird. His sister? No. His mom? Butterflies rose in his stomach as he contemplated confiding in her. He wasn't sure why, but it would have to be her.