Her focus shatters as she feels something warm and unfamiliar spill inside her. "Wait!" She gasps, trying to pull away from Eric's relentless thrusting. But it's too late; he keeps going, driving deeper with each stroke as he releases his seed into her. "No," she whispers, tears streaming down her face. "This can't happen."

Her body trembles violently as Eric finally collapses on top of her, their sweaty bodies tangled together in a messy heap.

Her heart is racing; her whole body feels as if it's been turned inside out. She tries to push Eric away, but he's too heavy, and she can barely move beneath him. Tears stream down her cheeks as she struggles to catch her breath, the realization of what just happened sinking in like a lead weight.

"Oh god," she whispers, feeling sick to her stomach. "This can't be happening..."

"But what?" Nani presses, her tone sharper now. "You know the rules. Stay in your room until I get back." She glances at the repairman again, annoyance flashing across her features. "I can't believe I even have to tell you that," she mutters under her breath.

Lilo shrinks back into her chair, looking down at Scrump. "Yeah... sorry..." she whispers softly.

"What? No!" Nani exclaims, looking taken aback by the repairman's sudden question. "I mean... no, I don't need a babysitter." She pauses for a moment, considering his offer before shaking her head slowly. "No thanks. I got this."

She stands up and turns to Lilo again, forcing a smile onto her face. "Now you go on ahead and play with your doll while I'm gone okay?"

"What?" Nani asks, her voice shaking slightly as she takes a step back. "Grow what... on my..." Her eyes widen in horror as she realizes what you're saying, and then she laughs bitterly. "You're disgusting," she says, wiping the idea away with the back of her hand.

"Lilo, go to your room right now and stay there until I sort this mess out!" She orders, pointing an angry finger at you before turning back to Lilo. "And you...

With a sigh of resignation, Nani reaches into her pocket and pulls out the pill you offered her earlier. She stares at it for a moment before looking up at you, a mix of fear and fury in her eyes. "Fine," she says through gritted teeth. "I'll take it... but only because I have to."

She swallows the pill without hesitation, wincing as it goes down her throat. Almost immediately, her body begins to change shape before your eyes.

Nani raised an eyebrow at the new babysitter's name but didn't comment on it. "It's nice to meet you, Sam," she said, offering her hand for a shake. Lilo, on the other hand, merely smiled brightly and waved hello before skipping off to another part of the house.

"I should get going," Nani continued. "I don't want to be late for my interview." She glanced down at her watch again, her worry starting to return in full force. "

"Thanks, Sam," Nani said with a nod before grabbing her purse and keys off the table. "I appreciate it." With one last glance towards Lilo, she left the house in a hurry, leaving the babysitter alone with her eccentric younger sister.

"W-what do you mean?" Her breath catches in her throat as she feels your hand move between her legs, teasing and tormenting her sensitive flesh. "I... I don't understand." She looks up at you with wide, frightened eyes.

You smile knowingly, your lips curling into a wicked grin. "Oh, Nani," you say, rolling her name off your tongue like honey. "I just want to see how far we can take this little game of ours."

Her heart races as her cheeks flush a deep red. She swallows thickly, feeling the words caught in her throat like bile. "I-I'm... I'm addicted to your cock," she finally manages to stammer out, looking down at the floor in shame.

You chuckle darkly, nuzzling her neck with your lips. "Good girl," you murmur, nipping playfully at her earlobe. "

Her world explodes in a storm of sensation as you thrust inside her. With a hoarse cry, she arches off the ground, meeting your force with uninhibited passion. Her fingers clench into the grass, digging deep as she takes you deeper still, moaning and sobbing with each powerful stroke.

Her body feels like it's on fire, every inch of her aching for more of you.

"Yes..." She gasps, feeling the edge of something so close she can taste it. "Oh God... don't stop..." Her nails scrape down your back, urging you on as she comes apart beneath you. With a scream that echoes through the night, her body tenses and spasms violently around yours, milking every last drop of pleasure from your touch.

For what feels like an eternity, she lies there, panting and spent, feeling completely exposed and utterly satisfied in equal measure.