Innocent Devil’s Harem Taboo Ch. 07

Innocent Devil's Harem Taboo Ch. 07 -- He risks exposing his secret on his date with Busty Redhead.

Original: September 30, 2020

Submitted: July 21, 2022 to Literotica (Copyright Kaizer Wolf)

Tags: harem, incest (brother/sister), supernatural, shifter, big tits, redhead, blonde, MILF

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NOTE: This is the Taboo version of Innocent Devil's Harem, where Serenity is Kai's adoptive sister, and he refers to her as such. I've had quite a few people request that I upload this version again, so I decided to do so. Both versions are registered and copyrighted with the USPTO under my pen-name Kaizer Wolf.

This version also later has HOT taboo relationships happening between other characters, such as mother/daughter, that are significantly less steamy in the non-taboo version compared to this one.

Hope you enjoy!

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- CHAPTER 7 -

After Gabriella and I rinsed off in the shower together and got dressed, I made sure I knew what mall we were going to, and then took a few deep breaths downstairs, focusing my thoughts in order to look fully human. She approached me cautiously once I was done, looking for any signs that I was going to shift back. She was wearing her long-sleeve green shirt again, which covered up her bruising, as well as her jeans and normal panties underneath.

I angled myself more toward her, trying to keep my eyes on her emerald gaze, instead of roaming her body. Normally, it had never been a problem before - a habit I'd long since established, to avoid examining a woman's body - but things were different now. I could vividly remember every aspect of her naked form.

Especially her huge tits, now secured in a bra, but still arousing to even glance at.

Damn, I wasn't sure I'd ever heard of someone being so skinny with such big boobs, unless they had implants. Yet hers were real and almost abnormally plump and firm. Not that I had a ton of experience touching boobs though. Really, I supposed I was mostly going off what I could remember from being around my mom, whose chest hung lower when she wasn't wearing a bra underneath her shirt.

Granted, my sister's tits were pretty plump too, although admittedly much smaller than Gabriella. I knew Serenity's bra size was a C-cup, which was actually above average for someone as skinny as her, but I couldn't even imagine what cup size Gabriella was.

I figured I'd ask her sometime, just out of curiosity, but not right now.

I had to focus.

I took another deep breath. "Okay, so what's the plan?" I wondered.

She nodded, her expression serious. "While we're out, you make all the rules. And if you just need to walk away from me, then do it. Don't feel bad."

"Sounds good," I agreed. "Thankfully, if I feel like I'm going to start transforming, then I can kind of control where it begins."

Her red eyebrows shot up. "You can?" she said in surprise.

"Yeah, like if I focus on keeping my hair normal, then generally my chest and back will start turning gray instead. And when I try to keep that normal too, then it will start showing up in my eyes - I can at least close those." She nodded again to indicate she understood, so I continued. "So, if you do see me close my eyes, just know that is probably the reason why."

"Alright," she agreed. "And I'll do whatever you say without hesitation. No need to be polite. If you need me to walk away from you, because your eyes are closed and you can't move, then just say 'go' and leave it at that. I won't get offended or anything."

A smile slowly crept onto my lips. "I really love you," I whispered. How in the hell did I get so lucky?

Gabriella reached out her hand to grab mine, but then stopped herself, not wanting me to shift again. She looked up at me apologetically. "Sorry. I really love you too."

We both sighed, knowing it was going to be difficult to remember not to touch each other.

Grabbing my keys and wallet from the entrance table, I opened the door for her and then followed her outside to my car. I could smell that the deer I'd killed earlier, to hide the sadistic cop's blood, was already beginning to rot a little in the heat of the sun.

Of course, I planned on waiting until my sister got home before I moved it, because I wanted to make sure she saw it for herself. That way, there would be no doubt about where the blood on the ground came from.

Once we both climbed inside my silver used car, I took a minute to inhale a few more times deeply, just to make sure my heart rate stayed calm despite Gabriella's intoxicating scent filling the interior of my car.

"We don't have to do this," she whispered unexpectedly. "I'm alright with waiting if it's too much for you."

I shook my head. "It will be easier when we aren't alone anymore. Right now, your heartbeat and smell are the strongest things bombarding my senses. Once we're in a crowd, I'll have plenty of other things to focus on."

She nodded, so I began backing the car up and then started down our long driveway, before pulling out onto the road a few seconds later.

On the way, we ended up talking mostly about music, discovering that we had completely different tastes in what we liked. Not that it really mattered too much to either of us. She certainly didn't seem to care, and neither did I.

I felt like worrying about something so superficial was comparable to not having the same favorite color, or the fact that we probably didn't like the same genres of movies, which was a fairly normal difference between most men and women. At the end of the day, we were distinct people, so there were bound to be some major differences.

The things that mattered the most, especially to me, was the fact that she appeared to be willing to respect me and put my needs ahead of hers when it really mattered.

And the fact that she knew and would keep my secret.

I also really liked that she was responsible and supported herself.

Besides, growing up with my older sister, I'd gotten used to watching chick flicks, especially since I couldn't handle scary movies without risking my hair turning white from being startled. My sister and I also had different tastes in music, with her offering to take turns, though often I just listened to whatever she wanted.

Either way, I liked that Gabriella was different.

I felt like it made our budding relationship more interesting.

When we were getting closer to the mall, I decided to bring up the subject of our relationship status, since it wasn't something that we'd really discussed at all. I had to be careful with my words though.

"So..." I began hesitantly. "Just wanting to make sure. We're boyfriend and girlfriend now, right?"

I didn't realize how embarrassing it would be to ask, until I said it.

My cheeks were flushed now.

Gabriella looked at me in surprise. "I'd say we're a lot further than that already," she exclaimed. "I want you forever."

Instantly, my hair shifted white.

She was immediately apologetic. "Oh! I'm sorry!" She then paused, lowering her voice as she sank back into her seat a little. "Yeah, I mean, unless you want to take it up a notch anytime soon, we'll go with boyfriend and girlfriend."

I took a deep breath, feeling my hair return to normal. Thankfully, we were still driving, and I didn't think anyone was looking this way when it happened. At the very least, I knew I usually wasn't paying attention to other people, even when I was riding in the passenger's seat with my sister driving.

"I'm not sure how Serenity would react, to me asking you to marry me so soon. Plus, I'm still technically in high school."

"True," she agreed. "But we wouldn't have to get married right away. You could still ask me, and then we could just be engaged for a while." She looked at me warmly, only to abruptly continue. "But make sure you have a ring first!" she blurted out, quickly blushing in embarrassment. "If you don't mind...I'd like it to be special, if that's alright." She paused, growing a little somber. "Assuming you think you want to be with me forever," she added quietly.

Honestly, I couldn't imagine being with anyone else. Getting to fuck her hot body for the rest of my life was kind of a no-brainer, even if I had other options, not to mention that I actually liked her. In so many ways, I loved everything about her. It was as if the most perfect woman had fallen into my life out of nowhere.

And sure...I sincerely did love my older sister...

But I was being unrealistic to think that having her in my life like I wanted was anything other than a fantasy. I loved Serenity desperately, but knew I'd probably lose her if she ever found out the kind of pervert her younger brother was.

Would she even be able to look at me the same if she knew I was infatuated with her?

At the end of the day, I could have Gabriella, while the only way to keep Serenity was to let us both move on with our lives and continue being a normal brother and sister to each other...

Facing reality kind of made me depressed, but at the very least I knew it wouldn't be completely devastating if my sister finally moved on and got a boyfriend.

I wouldn't be alone, thanks to Gabriella.

I smiled at her, seeing that she looked nervous now, due to my silence. "I guess we should probably get your ring finger measured then, huh?" I teased. "Just so I know for future reference."

Gabriella blushed again, suddenly covering her face partially with both hands. "It doesn't have to be super expensive. They have really nice stuff for a few hundred dollars."

I glanced at her in surprise. "I mean, I can afford a higher price."

She shook her head, dropping her hands. "I'd feel horrible if I lost something that was thousands of dollars. I can send you some ideas...if you want."

"That would help," I admitted, having no clue what she'd be interested in. "I want to make sure you like it."

She looked at me reassuringly. "I'd like anything you got me."

I glanced at her endearing gaze again, before quickly focusing on the road when the intensity of her look made my face grow hot. I then suddenly found myself chuckling.

"What's funny?" she wondered, sounding confused.

I shook my head. "I just can't believe this is really happening." I sighed. "I had completely written off having a relationship with anyone. I mean, I can't. Or at least, couldn't. Because I'd transform. And now here I am talking about marrying you after a day. My life has changed so much, and it hasn't even been a full twenty-four hours yet since it started."

I slowed down a little, getting ready to turn into the massive mall parking lot.

"Are you happy about it?" she wondered.

"Well, yeah. I don't think I could be happier," I replied honestly. I then decided to change subjects, since I was looking for a spot to park now. "Alright, you've got to be good from here on out," I teased. "No more fun talk."

"I promise," she said seriously. "I'm really looking forward to this," she added.

"Me too," I agreed as I pulled into a spot.

Climbing out of my car, we were careful about regrouping behind it, ensuring we didn't accidentally touch while we walked side-by-side toward one of the mall entrances. When I held the door open for her, I didn't even bother meeting her gaze, wanting to make sure I didn't catch her giving me an endearing glance that would start pushing me over the edge.

Gabriella was more familiar with where we were going, so I followed her lead as she sort of led the way, although I still mostly kept to her side. I really wanted to hold her hand, but I knew I wouldn't be able to under these circumstances - at least not yet. However, I was sincerely looking forward to the day when I could touch her more casually without my body flipping out.

The mall wasn't overly crowded, given the time of day even if it was a Friday, but there were still a decent number of people milling around. As we made our way to the bookstore, for the first time I finally got a glimpse of what she had to deal with regularly. To be completely honest, I kind of thought she was exaggerating before, even despite how hot she was. Yet it seemed as if almost everyone took the time to glance at her as we walked together.

Granted, I could understand why.

For one, there was nothing like a skinny girl with large tits to catch everyone's attention. But that was the thing - even the other women would look at her with jealousy in their eyes. And it certainly didn't help that she naturally had vibrant red hair, and was overall drop-dead gorgeous.

Comparing her to the other women we passed, Gabriella was like a vibrant rose amongst thorns - a goddess, among mortals. A hot young woman with a physique that almost seemed impossible in real life, without surgery at least.

After about only a couple of minutes, I finally realized I'd probably have to try focusing my attention on her after all, so I could actually enjoy myself. Nothing like sensing the abrupt arousal of other guys to ruin my mood. It had happened when I was out with Serenity before, but she and I were so close that it almost didn't matter.

In a strange way, Serenity felt like mine to the point that I didn't have to worry about anyone else.

But with Gabriella, I supposed the newness of our relationship made me feel like one of the guys was going to try to steal her away. I wasn't nearly as secure with her as I was with Serenity, even though my sister was ironically the one who shouldn't be mine at all.

However, I realized this was probably just the curse that came along with being so beautiful, as well as having such a hot girlfriend. Everyone else was going to want what I had.

Sighing heavily, I caught Gabriella's attention.

She immediately looked up at me in concern. "Are you alright?" she whispered.

I nodded. "Yeah, it's just..." I paused. "I can see why you bought a treadmill," I admitted.

She mimicked my nod somberly. "Yeah, I've gotten used to all the stares, but having guys approach me and simply refuse to leave me alone is the worst part. And it's not even like they can't take a hint - I tell them flat-out to leave me alone, and yet they still try to get in my pants." She sighed. "I'm really glad I have you here, actually. It'll be nice if having my boyfriend around keeps them away." She then looked at me apologetically, likely concerned that calling me her boyfriend would affect me.

I shook my head to indicate I was fine. "I'm okay." I then grinned at her. "I'm looking forward to being able to show more affection in public, eventually." I abruptly looked away then, blushing at the thought, realizing this really wasn't a subject we could talk about right now. From the corner of my eye, I saw she was blushing too.

I was thankful when the bookstore came into sight only a few seconds later, because she used it as an excuse to change the subject.

"Oh! We're here," she said excitedly.

As we walked in, I saw that the bookstore was really a separate building attached to the mall. It was massive inside, much larger than a traditional mall shop would be, with there being rows and rows of books of every genre imaginable. Of course, I'd been to this mall before with my sister, but never looking for books. Plus, there was another smaller strip mall that was closer to our house, that we visited much more frequently if we went shopping.

I could understand her excitement though. This place was like a little slice of heaven for a book lover. There was also a coffee shop inside at the other end of the store, so she asked if we could go there first.

I smirked at her enthusiasm. "As long as I get to pay. This is our first date after all."

My comment made her so happy that she almost grabbed my hand, only to abruptly pull it away and hold it up against her chest. "Oops, sorry," she said, quickly changing subjects. "Umm, what do you think you'll get?" she wondered, as we continued walking down the main aisle.

I shrugged. "Probably nothing," I admitted, lowering my voice. "Definitely not coffee. Too much caffeine can trigger the same effect as when I touch you. That's why I usually don't drink it."

"Oh!" she said in surprise, quickly lowering her voice. "I didn't realize that, but it makes sense. Good to know."

Surprisingly, in contrast to the thinner crowd of the mall itself, the bookstore was pretty packed with people due to the storewide sale going on. The main aisle wasn't too bad, but there were a lot of customers standing between bookshelves as they browsed, along with a nice long line of people waiting to order coffee.

As we got in line at the end, remaining silent for the most part, I tried to focus on the menu, just to have something to do, only to notice that people were staring at us. Like, not just Gabriella, but I was getting looks too.

Granted, most of the other customers were women, and I knew I wasn't bad looking myself, assuming that the reactions I got from some of the girls at school were any indication. However, I felt like I didn't normally get a ton of stares.

It kind of made me wonder if the difference was the fact that Gabriella was by my side, with the combination making us stick out more together. It was also possible I just ignored the looks before, since I was primarily only thinking about my sister as being my sister, not my date.

At the very least, I felt like they probably weren't thinking, 'How did he end up with someone as attractive as her.'

Or at least, I hoped. Kind of made me wonder what was actually on their minds. I strongly doubted the other girls closer to my age were jealous of her, because she had me, but the idea that they might think that kind of boosted my confidence a little.

Possibly somewhat ironic, but even though I was the supernatural one, when we were walking into the mall earlier, I couldn't help but find myself feeling a little inferior when everyone had been ogling her. Thus, despite the fact that the stares were awkward, I was kind of secretly thankful for them.

Once I purchased Gabriella's coffee, I followed her to what was apparently her favorite section - paranormal fantasy.

"Huh," I commented. "I kind of figured you would like romance or something."

She blushed slightly. "Well, I do like that too. I read a lot of different stuff. But some of my favorite book series have been fantasy."

"Like what?" I wondered.

Her face began turning red again. "Oh, you know, stuff about vampires, werewolves, and such. I guess they do usually have a good romance in them too. I just finished a book about demons actually. Well, not exactly demons like we think of them, but it was interesting. Different."

"Different like me?" I teased quietly.

She smirked, focusing on some of the titles. "Yeah, except you're better, because you're real. Never thought any of this stuff could actually exist," she admitted. "Kind of crazy when I think about it."

I nodded.

She pulled out a book then, focusing on the cover, before holding it up toward me. "This seems interesting."

I glanced at it, not really agreeing, but not wanting to admit that. "Cool," I said simply.

"Oh, sorry," she said, looking apologetic now. "This isn't boring for you, is it?"

I shook my head. "No, this is fine. I'll admit that I'm not super excited like you are, but I just want to hang with you. I don't care what we actually do. Being around you is plenty entertaining enough."

She smiled up at me warmly. "Are you sure though? Because I'm fine with doing something else if you want."

"No, really. It's fine. Even if I'm not interested in books much, I'm not bored being here with you. Trust me, I'm anything but bored around you."

Her expression became more tender, prompting me to look away.

Sighing, she put the book she was holding back, only to pull out another that was bright red. It caught my attention, with me realizing the vibrant color reminded me of what had happened only just that morning - killing the cop, drinking his blood.