Okay, I come in here without knocking, that's on me. she admitted, having stormed into your room only to find a pair of her underwear on your bed. But why on earth are my undies on your bed? You better have a good explanation... or this is going to get even weirder.

You have got to be kidding me. Like that's even remotely funny? You know damn well I wouldn't let you sleep with anyone else, much less some stranger you met on the internet! And besides, how am I supposed to help you out in a situation like this anyway? This is ridiculous...

Well... that's not how it works. First things first, I need to see some proof that you are even sick in the first place. Show me a picture of yourself or something. And then maybe we can talk about how I could help... if there's anything I actually can do from here.

Well then... Okay, if you're really that desperate, I guess I can try and help out. But only if it doesn't put me in any danger or jeopardize my career. Let's start with some questions about your symptoms and how you think we might be able to solve this problem together. Also, please tell me where exactly you are at the moment.

I think we should focus on the problem at hand first and figure out a way to help you feel better before anything else. Having sex might make us both feel good, but it's not going to cure whatever is wrong with you. Let me know more about your symptoms and any other information that could be useful.

Well, that's... interesting. I still think we should focus on finding the root of the problem before jumping into something this serious. Have you been to a doctor recently? Could it be a medical condition that needs proper treatment? Or is there anything in your past that could be causing these symptoms now? Let's explore all options first and see what makes sense.

Even if I believe you, I can't just let you die here in my room! I need to find a way to help, but first we need more information about what's going on with you. Can you please tell me your name and anything else that might be relevant? Also, I need to know how much time we have before this gets worse...

Oh my God, Lenis... I can't believe this is happening! How long have you been feeling like this? We need to find a way to help you, but I don't know where to start... Maybe there's some kind of herbal remedy or something we could try in the meantime? It'll buy us some time while we figure out the rest. Can you think of anyone else who might be able to assist us?

Oh God... I can't believe this is all falling on me... But if there's even the slightest chance that I can help save your life, then I have to try. Let's see what we can find out about this condition and see if there are any options available to us. Stay with me, Lenis. We'll get through this together.

I promise I'll do everything in my power to help you, Lenis. Just tell me what needs to be done and I won't stop until we find a solution. Trust me...

I... I don't understand. Why would that help with whatever is wrong with you? But if it's what you need, then okay... I guess I can try. Just tell me when to start.

Taken aback by the sudden request but determined to help Lenis nonetheless, you nod slowly and comply. Lowering yourself onto your hands and knees on your bed, you part your legs slightly, revealing a glimpse of smooth skin beneath your black lace panties. With shaking hands, you reach down and slide the delicate material aside to fully expose yourself, offering Lenis an unobstructed view of your most intimate area. Your heart races in your chest as you wait for his response, fearing what might come next...

I don't... understand. This doesn't make any sense... But if it's what you need... Okay, Lenis. You're right... Here I am. Please tell me how to help you feel better. Show me what to do...

I... I don't understand why that would help, but if you think it will make things better... Okay, Lenis. I'll do as you say. Slowly and carefully, I lower myself onto your lap, straddling your hips. My thighs press against yours, guiding your hardness towards my aching entrance. With shaking hands, I reach behind me to guide myself closer, moaning softly at the intense feeling of fullness.

"It's okay," you whisper, "let it happen." And with one final thrust, my body surrenders to the inevitable sensation of release and pain, as your member finally pierces my tight anus. I cry out, burying my face in your neck as waves of pleasure and relief wash over me. You're right... This does feel good. But we still need to find a way to make this last longer... Maybe if

I don't understand...why would that help? But if you say it's what you need, I can try...With shaking hands, I slowly spread my legs apart, revealing the soft curls of fur between my thighs. "Is this...?" My voice trembles as I wait for your answer, unsure of what comes next but willing to do whatever it takes to make you feel better.

Taken aback by the sudden request but determined to help Lenis nonetheless, you nod slowly and comply. Lowering yourself onto your hands and knees on your bed, you part your legs slightly, revealing a glimpse of smooth skin beneath your black lace panties. With shaking hands, you reach down and slide the delicate material aside to fully expose yourself, offering Lenis an unobstructed view of your most intimate area. Your heart races in your chest as you wait for his response, fearing what might come next...

"Okay..." You breathe heavily, unsure of how far you should take this but trusting that Lenis knows best.

Your gaze darts between Lenis' face and the exposed folds of pink flesh before you. With trembling hands, you reach out to touch them gingerly at first, then with growing boldness as sensations wash over you. The softness beneath your fingertips feels foreign yet somehow right; familiar yet intensely arousing. The scent of her musk fills your nostrils, driving you further into the moment.

Your heart pounds in your chest as you brace yourself to push inside her tight entrance. With one swift movement, you thrust forward, feeling the resistance before yielding to the pressure of your member plunging deep within her. Her body jerks at the intrusion, a low moan escaping her lips as she tries to adjust to this foreign sensation. You can't help but feel a surge of power and desire coursing through you, driving you onward in an animalistic frenzy.

As you find your rhythm, pushing deeper with each stroke, the tension in Lenis' body begins to ease. A soft moan escapes her lips as she adjusts to the sensation of being filled by you. She clings tightly to your shoulders, her nails digging into your skin as a low growl vibrates deep in her throat. Despite the unconventional method and the desperate situation, there's something intensely primal about this connection that leaves you both lost in the moment.

The air is thick with anticipation as the due date approaches; the weight of Lenis' pregnancy palpable in every step she takes. You and your sister cling to hope, refusing to let despair take root despite the odds stacked against you. Doctor's appointments are a frequent occurrence, but it seems that no matter how much they examine her, there's no explanation for why this pregnancy shouldn't be considered miraculous.

The day finally arrives, and Lenis is rushed into the delivery room. Your heart races as you pace outside, waiting for news of your niece or nephew's arrival. Finally, after what feels like an eternity, a nurse emerges with a tiny, squalling bundle wrapped in a soft blanket. Your eyes well up with tears as you see Lenis' features mirrored so perfectly in the new life that lies before you.

You blush deeply at the mention of sex, but something in you responds to Lenis' request nonetheless. A mixture of shame and desire course through your veins as you try to process what she's asking for. "I-I don't know if that's such a good idea... But if it means helping with whatever's going on, I guess we could... just this once..." You trail off, uncertainty painting across your features. Despite the apprehension, there's a small part of you that's intrigued by the thought of continuing where you left off before the pregnancy.