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Picrel, kinda: The briskadet mascot on Sonny's lap is an onahole. He starts using it every day, in awe of how good and tight it feels even after numerous daily uses. After a few days, his imouto comes to him in tears and begs him for help. Scared, she tells him about something that's been haunting her insides for the past week. She talks about how it hurt at first and now she's afraid because it's starting to feel good, but she doesn't know what it is! Sonny starts asking for details: when it happens, what it feels like, where his little sister feels it, and he slowly comes to the realisation that her "hauntings" were happening during the times he'd been using the briskahole. He takes the cuttlefish shaped toy and sticks his finger inside. His imouto lets out a loud moan. He starts pumping his finger in and out. She starts squirming and lets out little gasps. He adds another finger, and his imouto falls to her knees, squeezing her legs together. He adds a third finger and she looks at him pleadingly, letting out a small "oniichan, help..." He takes his fingers out of the toy, throwing it on the floor and wraps his arms around his imouto. He holds her close, kissing her tears away. His voice soothes her and she clings to her oniichan, her little arms wrapped around his neck. Then he tells her he knows how to exorcise the demon: a milky liquid only he, Sonny Brisko, can provide needs to be deposited into her deepest, innermost parts. She doesn't really understand, but she trusts her oniichan with her everything and begs him to give it to her. He stands up easily with her in his arms and says, "With pleasure," as he walks towards his bed.
