Fashion yourself a loincloth until you buy more suitable underwear.

With your now luxurious hair, you can only wear a black T-shirt and baggy cargos. Maybe start enjoying some power metal if you haven't up until now? And leave your hair hanging, it's healthier for it that way, but have a scrunchie with you for tasks like eating.

King of the Sky Pilots 2015/10/19(Mon)20:23 No. 678091 ID: 00a7e4
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>With your now luxurious hair, you can only wear a black T-shirt and baggy cargos. Maybe start enjoying some power metal if you haven't up until now? And leave your hair hanging, it's healthier for it that way, but have a scrunchie with you for tasks like eating.

Hmm. I look like a young Nathan Explosion. I’ve heard, on good authority, that power metal is the gayest of metals. I’m sticking to death metal for now. \m/

King of the Sky Pilots 2015/10/19(Mon)20:24 No. 678092 ID: 00a7e4
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Downstairs I found Rachel, eating a bowl of Cocoa Puffs. I poured my own bowl and sat down across the table from her. She barely acknowledged my existence, her mind fixated on the smartphone in her hands. “Facebookin’?” I asked while studying the individual locks of her short blue hair.

“Yep. I’m looking through my friends list, tryin’ to find you a date.”

That surprised me, enough to pause a spoon of puffs en route to my hungry mouth. “Got any candidates so far?”

She tilted her head back and smiled at me. “Yep! I think you’ll like these three best, here.” I took the phone from her hands and shifted between the different profiles.

King of the Sky Pilots 2015/10/19(Mon)20:25 No. 678094 ID: 00a7e4
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Reah, age 15, is a sophomore of multi-ethnic ancestry. She’s very sociable and active within the art and theater departments at school. Her interests involve painting, photography and knitting. Most of her posts are either artsy photographs of city skylines and abandoned shacks, artsy handmade crafts and jewelry, and artsy pictures of Indian and Asian food. Her parents are professors at the local community college.

Ashley, age 14, is a freshman Jewish princess who’s managed to gain a great deal of attention from horny upperclassmen. She’s a natural athlete and a member of the girls soccer and softball junior varsity teams. Many consider her to be future valedictorian, and her afternoons are busy with whatever group or club that will bolster her college resume. Her posts are mostly of her dogs and selfies with friends and family.

Candy, age 14, is a freshman punk girl, spawned from degenerate trailer trash and an all round rebel rouser. The first among her circle of friends to start smoking. She fancies herself a poet, musician and counter revolutionary. About a quarter of the school’s graffiti originates from her hands, though she’s smart enough to avoid getting in trouble. Her posts are mostly song lyrics and vague threats to unknown pedestrians who’ve slighted her in some way.

>>678094
Ashley's boring, Candy's scary. Go with Reah.

>power metal is the gayest of metals.
No, it's the dorkiest of metals. If you have indulged in epic fantasy, you might enjoy it. If not, stick to your metals.

Candy seems like a poser and Ashley seems to be getting too much attention. Let's try Reah.

Cigarettes and poseur-punks suck. Girls whose lives are on a fast-track to a heart-attack or OD on amphetamines in their 20s or 30s are way too high maintenance. If you are seriously considering dating any of these three, Reah is the only serious choice. It also doesn't hurt the case that theatre-nerds tend to have the best parties, so finding out more about her and talking to her seems like it could be worthwhile. Don't you dare go stalker on her, if your sister has things to say listen but we don't want to be a creeper ourself because that is too pathetic for our new life.

>power metal
>gay
Amerifat opinion discarded. Yuropoor stronk.

Reah no contest

((I've noticed that most of you guys post while I'm at work or while I'm sleeping. What are your respective time zones? I would post at work but I'd rather provide a pic for every post.))

>>678237
(UTC+1 or CET here)

>>678245
Okay so most of you guys are European, then?

>>678327
most ppl are either from europe or the US

>>678237
EST.

Although really, there's no reason you have to update at a specific time of day.

King of the Sky Pilots 2015/10/20(Tue)16:41 No. 678383 ID: 00a7e4
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>Reah no contest

Rachel brightens up when I show interest in Reah over the other girls. “Good choice! She’s got the biggest boobs, so I know you’ll like that!” I looked at her puzzled. That’s not something I expect to hear from my usually innocent sister. She quickly realizes the crass nature of her comment and attempts to dispel the awkward tension. “Oh, she’s super fun, too! I’ll shoot her a message, maybe we’ll get a date lined up for you this afternoon.” Her fingers tap wildly on the smartphone screen, and before too long the two of us are on our way to school. Sarah, our older sister, only has five classes this semester, so she usually sleeps late and leaves in her own car.

King of the Sky Pilots 2015/10/20(Tue)16:42 No. 678384 ID: 00a7e4
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We arrived pretty early. About an hour early, in fact. The parking lot was silent and empty, and there wasn’t much to do but sit and talk. Rachel looked at me and blushed, like there was something on her mind that she was too embarrassed to admit. After prodding her a bit, she opened up.

“You changed overnight, Mark. It’s pretty damn obvious. You’re like a foot taller and you got all those big strong muscles. I think your dream has something to do with it.”

“What makes you say that?”

“Because the same thing happened to me after mine! Well, I don’t have eight-pack abs, but my boobs must be two sizes bigger than they were yesterday, and my butt is all round and firm! Not to mention all the baby fat that’s disappeared from my waist. I mean, I can’t complain, but it is pretty odd. Um, you haven’t had other changes, have you?”

"Well, I certainly feel far more confident than I used to and I no longer envy stallions. I mean, look at these guns - strong as horse's."

>"Well, I certainly feel far more confident than I used to, and I no longer envy stallions. I mean, look at these guns - strong as horse's!"

That makes her giggle like a schoolgirl, causing the firm and soft handfuls on her chest to jiggle about in an enticing way. When I flex my biceps and flutter my eyebrows in a flirtatious manner, Rachel slaps my shoulder and squirms in her seat, her laughter getting louder. My nose picks up something different. It’s unusual, new, like subtle perfume with a slight tang of musk. Somehow, instinctively, I know what it is. Arousal. My sister is wet between her legs and I’m afraid that I’m responsible for it.

“You’re talking about your dick, you perv!” she shouts before slapping me again. It’s something I’m used to; Rachel is prone to slapping me around whenever I say something stupid or crack a corny joke. Not in a mean spirited way, just in that playful sibling way.

I shrug my shoulders and grin. “Well, you asked if anything changed…” My sister adjusts herself and closes her leg, her thighs rubbing together with anxiety. I didn’t mean to make the blue haired teen sexually frustrated, but it’s just “what comes natural”, I guess. When she finally calmed down and settled in her seat, her next question took me for a loop.
“So how big is it?” It hung in the air while she bit her lip, eyes beaming up at me like a sad puppy dog. Jesus, what’s a guy supposed to say to that? In all honesty, I hadn’t had to chance to measure it this morning.

“Uh, well…” the words struggled to come to my mouth, but something inside pushed me forward. “I don’t really know, but it’s pretty big.” I gave her a rough estimate with my hands. Her eyes turned as big as saucers and her face became flushed with arousal, the word ‘fuck’ barely whispered from a pair of small lips.

“Is it bad that I want to see it?” she asked after a long pause. Well, I wanted to see her tits and her pussy, too, but that didn’t mean I would ever ask something so bold! Rachel must be hornier than I thought, and it seems like the regular and reliable nature of our relationship has been thrown off balance.

>“Is it bad that I want to see it?”

"Given the fact we've changed this much overnight, I have no idea anymore. Let's postpone that for now."

DO NOT WHIP YOUR DICK OUT IN A CAR IN PUBLIC WITH YOUR SISTER IN IT. In fact don't ever be in the same room as your sister with less than at least a concealing pair of boxers. Incest is bad.

"The way you're acting, I doubt I can match your imagination even if I did show it."

King of the Sky Pilots 2015/10/20(Tue)18:28 No. 678406 ID: 00a7e4
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>"Given the fact we've changed this much overnight, I have no idea anymore. Let's postpone that for now."

She looks rather disappointed, pouting out her lips like an upset child. Then her head leans back, her expression goes blank and her body relaxes. Rachel lowers her eyes at me, grasps her neckline and pulls it down to expose a sultry expanse of exposed breast flesh.

“I’ll show you my tits…” she purrs, teasing her nubile body to my hungry eyes.

>>678406
Wow, okay there are so many problems with that I don't even know where to start... Just give her the most disapproving look you can muster.

don't look at the sister titty

>>678406

Calm your sister down with the most brotherly tone you can muster. you wouldn't want to forever change your relationship with your precious imouto, would you? onii-chan? desu-ne, kawaii, etc

"Rachel, think with your head for a moment. We're in public. Do you think I want some random passers-by to get a view of my sister's tits or my dick? Or both at the same time?"

>>678406
Jesus H. Christ riding a turnpike, make her stop. You're her fuckin' brother for christ's sakes!

King of the Sky Pilots 2015/10/20(Tue)19:12 No. 678421 ID: 00a7e4
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>"Rachel, think with your head for a moment. We're in public. Do you think I want some random passers-by to get a view of my sister's tits or my dick? Or both at the same time?"

Rachel isn’t happy. She opened herself up sexually and got rejected, and now she just feels like shit. She hates my fucking guts, too. I don’t think she’ll talk to me for a few days. But, I suppose this is the right thing to do. Or weeks. I wonder how this will affect my potential date with Rhea. It would take only one text message to turn her off to me before I’ve even had a chance to make a move. Shit. I was looking forward to that, too…

"Listen, after school, I'll tell you what I really think about all this and I'll show you whatever you want to see. But for now, while we're around normies, we should act like nothing has changed. We can't afford getting into trouble that would involve mom."

King of the Sky Pilots 2015/10/20(Tue)20:14 No. 678433 ID: 00a7e4
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>"Listen, after school, I'll tell you what I really think about all this and I'll show you whatever you want to see. But for now, while we're around normies, we should act like nothing has changed. We can't afford getting into trouble that would involve mom."

She screwed up her eyes and mulled over the proposal for a bit. A smile slowly formed across her lips as she turned to me, flashing a perfect set of pearly white teeth. “Okay! Mom’s going out of town for a job interview this weekend, so we’ll have the house all to ourselves!” It was as if she wasn’t even mad to begin with.

“What about Sarah?”

“Oh, I think she’s going along with mom for moral support, or something.”

“Hm. That’s convenient enough.”

King of the Sky Pilots 2015/10/20(Tue)20:15 No. 678434 ID: 00a7e4
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My classes were easy enough, now that my brain had received a substantial upgrade every answer and solution came to mind without effort. I didn’t feel bored and sluggish, but was alert, focused and surprisingly excited about the material. A few of my teachers were visibly stunned at my sudden change in attitude and performance. It was very reassuring, to say the least.

I decided to take my lunch hour alone in the park across the street from school, where I could be alone and do some thinking about all that had happened since this morning. It was a pleasant enough day, a nice blue sky up above and a gentle breeze that rustled the leaves in relaxing waves of natural motion. Then, from down the sidewalk, I saw a young pink-haired girl walking down the street, as if she was headed my direction. I had no reason to think she was looking for me, but she had an uncanny presence that said otherwise.

The closer she came, the more beautiful she appeared. The girl wasn’t very tall, but she walked with an older woman’s confidence mixed with youthful cheer, which made her large luscious breasts bounce and jiggle, back and forth and about. A thin fit waist gave way to wide desirable hips and a perfect heart shaped ass. Legs were long, toned and elegant and her eyes blue like sapphires… wait a minute.

This is the same woman from my dream! She’s there, walking towards me, looking at me, like she wants to talk to me! Fuck! This can’t possibly be a coincidence, not after all the weird shit that’s already happened.

“Hello,” she says plainly yet cheerfully, “I think you’re Mark. I’m Aldana, and I think I’m supposed to be your guide to your new powers.”

>>678434

deploy maximum spaghetti

quirk eyebrow "powers?"

Seduce her

King of the Sky Pilots 2015/10/20(Tue)20:59 No. 678448 ID: 00a7e4
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022. >quirk eyebrow "powers?"

“Sure! I’m sure you noticed a few certain… changes that happened to your body overnight. You possess the physique of a demigod, right along with the strength, speed, agility, endurance and intellect that you would expect from a hero of the classical era. Though I don’t think you really understand the scope of your powers, so I thought now would be a good time to show up and help you out!”

I was literally dumbfounded. Either this was the craziest girl I had ever met or the world wasn’t as mundane as I thought it was. It was simply too astounding for words, so I sat there like an idiot with my mouth hanging open. Aldana tilted her head to the side like a curious puppy, then smiled and nodded her head.

“Oh, you’re probably thinking why all this is happening. Well, it’s a long story you don’t have time for, but I’ll give you the main points. First, you possess a dormant gene granted to one of your ancestors a thousand years ago. Your sister has it, too. I am a result of that gene, another part of its code, to foster your development and use of superhuman capabilities. Mind if I sit? I’ll answer any question you may have, but you only have… 38 minutes till your next class!”

"Who 'grafted' this, why is it suddenly active, does this give me any particular friends, enemies or peers I don't know about yet, and who do you represent besides yourself?"

"Why is there so much sexual tension between me and my sister? Is it just because we're hormone-addled, sexually-frustrated teens or is this because we're now basically Greek demigods?

Am I able to enter other people's dreams or is that specific to you? And what am I supposed to do as a modern day Hercules? Fight crime and terrorism? Bring democracy to Third World countries that aren't yet ready for a political system of that type?"

>>678480
"You might call them gods, or aliens. I'm not programed to know who or what did this 'grafting' as you call it, but I imagine they had a vested interest in humanity. I don't represent anyone but you. In fact, I came from you! Your seed, to be specific. It may sound far fetched, but I took form shortly after you left for school. It took some time to get my bearings, and the sheets I was wrapped up in were difficult to navigate, but I'm here now so that's what matters!

>>678493
"You and your sister are perfect specimens of human perfection, the living imbodiment of beauty, grace and fitness. Being attracted to each other is the point; the two of you hold one half of the "code", and when you join in union your forms will become complete. That is the only way to access your powers in their entirety.

"I have no instructions as to what you should do with your powers, other than to do as you wish! I'll help you and stand by your side regardless of your actions or decisions, though it would be practical to keep things low key, for now at least."

well, does she have any ideas on a low key test of powers? something clearly impossible for other humans to do, but we can.

and it sounds like you totally DO have to ride the imouto express. but for now you want to keep up a semblance of normal appearances so someone doesn't get government involved or some shit.

>>678547
"I recommend stabbing yourself with a knife, or crushing rocks with your fists. I don't think this town has a very active night life, so you could get a little wreckless out in the woods uprooting oak trees and such."

"Did I mention that I can grant wishes? I have some magical powers at my disposal that might prove useful. Granted, I can't do everything, but small wishes are easily doable!"

I'm not sure I want this kool-aid you're offering me. You're saying that you're my jizz construct?

You also say that I have incomparable intellect now. So answer me this: why is incest viable for me and Rachel while the rest of humanity deteriorates because of it? Is this some literal interpretation of Adam and Eve level of handwavium?

well let's try some of that. try to lift her over your head.

>>678550
When you say small wishes, what do you mean? If I wished for an original copy of Chivalry: Medieval Warfare, would it suddenly materialise in my hand?

>>678564
((Yeah, she could make that happen, though some poor soul would be missing their copy of the game.))

>>678550
Can you make my sister a lesbian?

>>678572
probably not, considering she is saying we are stronger then she is.

we just only have to do it once. then we can do whatever.

can she make a fake one of us that looks and acts like the old us before the transformation? so no one gets suspicious and calls the cops or something.

>>678577
((She could do that, but it would take an awful lot of cum to pull off a permanent self sustaining spell. You're asking her to make a golem, and the power source for her spells is "sexual energy" in the form of semen.

((Guys I'm thinking about calling it quits on this thread. I've been running it for about five days on my off time, and I'm starting to run out of steam. Some ideas I wanted to incorporate were introduced clumsily and I jumped into the whole thing half cocked with no preparation. I'm glad that some of you have garnered amusement from it, and it seems a few of you have stuck around since the beginning, and I appreciate that. Expect a new thread to start this evening, a true adolescent male fantasy in the vein of Richard Corben's DEN. I'm going to piece together a rough plot, produce a banner image and opening image, then we can dive into something far more polished and professional. Babby's first Draw Quest was a real learning experience and I'm glad a few of you could be here to share the experience with me.))

>>678581
>half-cocked
appropriate

>>678581
Looking forward to it, but really, if you want to have incest options in a quest, you really have to have them be optional or, at the very least, make the people offering suggestions think THEY came to that decision.

If you want incest themes, they really need to be more mutually awkward for at least a bit of time - if it seemed that protag and his sister were at least a bit conflicted about it (especially his sister), I think less people would be completely resistant to the idea. This is coming from a guy who calls foul on most types of sexual deviancy.