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I keep waking up sore. Like, really sore. Which I’ll be the first to admit sounds weird. But not only that, I feel used. And oddly satisfied. It’s a strange combo. I don’t have any dreams that I remember. In fact, I sleep like the dead ever since the doc gave me some meds for my insomnia.
And the only other people in the house are my dad and my older brother….
This is a dual POV story!
*This work contains somnophilia, incest, and dubious consent.
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