Sister's Anatomy Lesson (Chapter eight - 3/27/25)

[SeeEffenem]

Note: This is a work of fiction. All characters and events are fictional and for entertainment purposes only.

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The argument’s been going on for a while. 15 year old Alex hears most of it through his cracked bedroom door, even with the volume cranked up on his computer and his headset blaring with excited chatter. He slouches back in his chair, crossing his pale arms loosely. Really? Today of all days? The one day of the week without any homework? Was the universe trying to ruin his one fun day? A lock of his dyed-red bangs slips into his face — the universe’s answer. He blows them aside with a quick breath and keeps playing, trying to keep himself from getting sucked in.

“…I tried, Mom!” his little sister’s voice cracks from downstairs.

“I know you tried,” their mom replies, calm but agitated, the way she gets when she’s tired of arguing about something. “But trying isn’t enough if you’re not passing, and I’m being called in twice a month for parent-teacher conferences. Can you at least tell me what’s wrong?”

Alex taps at the analog stick, mowing down zombies before they can crawl through the window. His scrawny but toned arms are sore from karate class that afternoon — he'd been paired with someone twice his size for sparring — and between that and school, all he wants is to unwind, play Zombie Defense 3, and maybe chat with a few friends.

“She teaches it okay mom,” his sister snaps back, voice cracking with frustration. “but in the textbook, it’s just… it’s just pictures. Like, flat, boring pictures! How am I supposed to get it from that?!”

Alex frowns, looking away from the game. He gets that. Diagrams never worked for him either — he learns by doing.

"Damnit!" he groans as his character gets swarmed by a massive zombie horde. He’s doing the one thing he told himself he wouldn’t do — getting sucked into the conversation. He selects ‘Try Again’ with a frown, apologizing to the friends raging in his ears, and slumps deeper into his chair with a sigh. Sisters.

The yelling slowly fades into a quiet conversation. Sweet, sweet relief.

"... and they all have younger brothers! Of course they're doing better!" his sister whines from across the house, her voice cracking in aggravation once more.

"And their parents are fine with that?" their mother chimes in, her sharp, shocked tone catching Alex’s attention again. "What about their brothers? They don’t have a problem with anything?"

"It’s different when they’re younger!" his sister snaps. "They don’t even care about that stuff yet! Alex is too grumpy and old, so I don't have anything!"

Alex cocks his head and furrows his brows. What was she on about now? He's worked very hard over the past few semesters to figure out the minimum amount of homework he has to do to pass, letting him ignore the occasional assignment. If Maggie thinks that he's going to do her homework as well, she's out of her-

"Well, alright. I'll talk to Alex and have him help you with your anatomy class; but only if you promise me that your grades will go up once-"

"They will mommy they will!" Maggie interrupts, followed by a short pause as the conversation becomes hushes murmurs. Alex's mouth hangs open ever so slightly, as his brain wracks itself to figure out why his mother would want him to help Maggie with her homework. He barely passed anatomy himself!

Before he can even think it through, their mom calls up the stairs, cutting through his confusion.

"Alex!" she shouts, her voice carrying through the house. "Can you come here, I need to talk to you."

Alex winces, pausing the game and feeling the disappointment creep in. He hates when his parents pull him out of his downtime, especially today of all days. He’s in the middle of a gaming session with friends, but it’s clear he’s not getting out of this one. His mind scrambles for a reason to delay, but nothing comes to him.

“Yeah, yeah,” he mutters under his breath, rolling his eyes as he stands up from his chair. His pale legs feel stiff from sitting too long anyways. “Gimme a sec, guys, you can start another round without me. I dunno when I can be back.” he says into his mic, already starting to feel the frustration building.

He stretches and rubs his eyes before muttering one last, “Sisters…” under his breath, then heads downstairs, his mind still working to piece together why his mom would ask him to help with Maggie’s class.

[steam train]

A captivating start. Looking forward to the next part.

[NudeBaG]

Anatomy lessons with little sisters are always fun

[NudeBaG]

Your username is very promising of the kinds of stories we can expect
I hope…

[Jeepman89]

Nice start!

[TeenFan]

I'm sure sis will end up with her grade going up...after her brother shows how other things go up.

[SeeEffenem]

Sister's Anatomy Lesson Chapter 2

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Alex makes his way down the stairs, shaking his head in irritation. How is he even going to help with the class? His mind wanders. His mom isn't going to make him talk to his little sister about puberty and stuff, is she? Wouldn't having a boy to help her learn female stuff just make things worse? He'd never admit it, but he didn't exactly know much at all about female anatomy...

He shudders at the thought, wiping the frown off his face and mustering his best *this doesn't bother me at all* expression.

"Uhh.. Yeah ma, what'd you need?" Alex asks, seeing his mother waiting at the kitchen table, a 12 year old Maggie sticking her tongue out at him while her back was turned.

Alex couldn't resist glaring back, the smug little shit. He combs his hand through his hair and approaches the pair. is mother greets him with a kiss to the temple. She had to bend a bit, and she ran a hand through his soft hair.

"MOM!" Alex moans, quickly using the sleeve of his hoodie to wipe the offending gesture from his face. His mother is unphased as always, chuckling quietly at his reaction as she takes a seat at the table.

"Have a seat hun," she says, gesturing to the empty spot next to Maggie. Alex shoots one last glare Maggie's way before taking a seat, slumping his shoulders forward and propping his chin up in the palm of his hand, clearly displeased.

"What is it mom?" He asks, not trying and failing to mask his aggravation.

His mother clears her throat. "Sorry for pulling you out of your little game Alex, I'll try and make this quick." His mother laces her fingers and looks him square in the eyes. "Maggie needs some extra help in her anatomy classes. She's really struggling with the diagrams and descriptions, and your father and I are starting to worry about her grades."

"Uh sure. Ok. I struggled with that too. I don't have the time to worry about doing my homework and Maggie's." Alex bluntly offers, shrugging slightly. There. That should be good enough, he thinks. Maggie can suffer a bit in school too for all he cares.

His mom smirks, as if she was able to read his thoughts. "Don't worry Alex, that's not happening. You don't have to do anything at all. I'll be teaching her everything that she needs to know."

Alex frowns, cocking his head incredulously. "So then why am I even-"

"I'll be teaching her," She repeats, "and you're going to be the model."

Alex can't believe it, and it shows on his face as it curls into a disgusted expression. "I... What?? No! Are you serious??"

Maggie snickers, clearly enjoying her brother's plight as their mom holds up a single hand to silence Alex. "No complaining; It's either that or no computer and tv until you're in college. Frankly that would do you some good, we might finally see your grades improve. So? Which will it be? Do you want to spend the next 4 years off the grid, or will you help your sister just once and earn your unlimited privileges?"

"That's insane! You can't do that! My grades aren't THAT bad, and I'm not going to-"

"A 2.3 GPA is more than bad, Alex," His mother retorts, a single eyebrow raised at his choice in objection. "and honestly your father and I are being more than generous by only making you help Maggie once."

"DAD agreed to this???" Alex shouts, the look of anger and disgust on his face giving momentarily to surprise.This is bullshit. What had he done to deserve this?

He stews in his anger, his thoughts racing. In the corner of his eye, he sees Maggie, with that same shit-eating grin. She giggles as they make eye contact, clearly enjoying this awful moment more than anyone else.

"No." He spits out, crossing his arms defiantly and leaning back into his chair. "I am NOT letting Maggie see my dick. You can't make me." As if to rub it in, that same lock of hair once again falls into his vision. 'Here, let me make things worse!' he can practically hear the world taunt.

His mother is unfazed, shifting in her chair to get more comfortable. Her mouth settles into a slight smirk, calling his bluff. "Fine." She extends her hand, palm up expectantly. "Phone." She demands simply.

Alex's mouth falls open slightly, his face starting to feel flushed and his cheeks burning as he realizes he's losing the argument. The unfairness of this situation is catching up with him. He'd actually doubted whether or not was serious about taking everything away for so long.

Across the kitchen table, Maggie is doing everything that she can to not openly laugh. Alex's face was priceless, his eyes wide and his mouth opening and shutting like some kind of fish.

"Alex." His mom repeats, snapping him out of the beginnings of a sulk. Her arm is out, hand open, demanding the immediate surrender of the phone.

He stares at his mother in silence for a few moments longer, his mind racing to come up with a solution. "I... You can't.... I'm not gonna..." Alex babbles, any attempt at forming a proper response instantly falling apart as it leaves his mouth. His mother's firm eyes continue to stare into his--her right eyebrow raising expectantly.

"F... Fine..." Alex mutters, his attempt at a frown faltering at his mother's successful intimidation tactic., ".... Once. This happens ONCE." He glances in his mother's direction, his anger quickly deflating. He folds his hands together, feeling more defeated than anyone in his karate class has ever made him feel.

He didn't realize his eyes had sunk into an angry pout aimed at his little sister until his mom's hand gently lands on his shoulder. "Oh stop sulking." She demands. "Helping your sister for a change isn't the worst thing that's ever happened to you." She pats his arm sympathetically, not wanting to see the boy tormented, but resolute that this was happening.

Alex sighs and slumps deeper into his chair.

"This fucking blows....." he mumbles to himself, looking everywhere but back at his little sister and mom. His hands rest atop his crotch defensively, already feeling exposed. He sits quietly, taking in a deep sigh and resigning himself to his new fate.

"We won't take long, alright sweetie? Then you can go back to your little game." Alex's mother reassures, standing from the table, while Maggie quickly follows suit. "Come on." She coaxes the boy to stand.

"W-what right here???"

**To be continued**

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Author's Note:

Wowie, thanks for the positive replies guys! I've never written any stories like this except for myself, so I didn't really expect much at all! Lemme know what y'all think, and feel free to make suggestions whenever

[Trundle]

Has the story been deleted?

[Jeepman89]

Damn.

[NudeBaG]

Wtf?!