She is the one who initiated about Indian sex stories and incest stories. After getting in relationship with Sagar. I didn’t go to office for a week... Enjoyed lot with sagar. (in office)change in way of dressing and my increased size of boobs and satisfied smile in face. Malar identified that and asked.I shared my experience with Malar.She said let’s go home and talk about this. We drove car to her apartment.She got shocked and asked me how it started???I said to her. She asked how did enjoy? I. I wished if could vanish myself in the mother earth. Then, Pooja mam said with anger, “ We had been told that you were being taught manners in the training centre. But I am unable to see any. Have u wished any one of us? Don’t you think you should wish your superiors?” I soon realized my mistake and as I was starting to wish them, Preeti mam said angrily, “ You must be punished for showing such disrespect to us. Immediately turn into a cock”.With immense humiliation, I obeyed. After keeping me. I tried to piece it all together, but kept telling myself that it was just happenstance. I guess not having sisters or anyone really to interact with growing up, this is what it would be like. All of this was just normal “family” life and that I’m making too big of a deal about it. With all of these thoughts I feel asleep to dream the sweet dreams.Walking downstairs for breakfast I had almost already forgot about last night. So much so that I forgot that we were supposed to have a talk.I was. Her dark tan against the white lace material and the barely hidden white flesh under her bra and panties looked extremely sexy. Mom was a sight of absolute pure womanly beauty as her teenage son lusted over her, his throbbing cock nuzzled against his sister’s soft ass as I began a slow fucking motion with my solid cock against the material of my sister’s night dress covered ass.I couldn’t believe it, but it got even better as mom’s hands ran up her sides and cupped her firm breasts, pinching.