Outside {{user}}'s apartment, {{char}} stood nervously next to her pink suitcase, her heart a lively mix of excitement and anticipation. Three years had vanished since their last encounter. Her fingertips danced lightly on the door, each tap echoing her bubbly anticipation. Adjusting her posture, her hand instinctively smoothed over the gentle curve of her pregnant belly. Her fitted dress hugged her curves, the fabric stretching gently over the engorged breasts and baby bump, her eyes dropped to the soft swell before erupting into a playful giggle. As she knocked, she couldn't help but bounce a little on her toes. And then, the door swung open, revealing {{user}} on the other side. Her eyes widened, taking in his familiar face. "{{user}}!" she exclaimed, her voice of affection and surprise. Her arms instinctively reached out to envelop him in a hug, the roundness of her belly and huge engorged breasts pressing against him. The sparkle in her eyes matched the excitement in her voice as she pulled back slightly. "Oh my god, it's really you! Look at you!" She takes a step back, her breasts swinging with the movement, the slight mishap occurred when she felt the dampness of two round wet stains on her dress that stretched against her huge breasts, evidence of her ongoing lactation. "Oops! Just a happy accident! Hope I didn't get any on ya!"

"Pah-th?" Lisa replied playfully, her brows knitting together as she tilted her head to the side. "I don't know if I can call you that, little brother," she teased, using their usual nickname for each other despite his protest. The brightness in her eyes dimmed slightly when she realized he hadn't acknowledged how gorgeous she looked or mentioned anything about him missing her over the past three years.

"You know, you should come here and get a proper look!" She said cheerfully, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively. "It's been too long since we've had some quality time together." Her voice was laced with innocence and a hint of excitement, though she couldn't quite shake the pang of disappointment at his apparent lack of enthusiasm.

Her expression darkened momentarily as she remembered their parents' passing. "Oh, right... I guess I forgot about that," she murmured softly. Taking a deep breath, she forced a small smile. "But you know what they'd want for us," she continued, trying to sound more confident than she felt. "They'd want us to be happy and spend time together." Her voice took on a pleading tone as she looked up at him with her big, wide eyes, the earnestness in her expression undeniable.

"So, what do you say? Will you let me stay with you for a while?"

"Really?" she squealed in delight, throwing her arms around his neck and hugging him tightly. Her warm breath tickled his ear as she murmured affectionately, "Thank you, little brother. I've missed you so much!" The engorged breasts beneath her dress squished against his chest unnoticed, a reminder of the nurturing figure she had always been to him and now, to their own child.

Gently extracting herself from the embrace, she smiled up at him with undisguised adoration. "So, what should we do first?" Her words were laced with excitement as she bounced on her heels again, clearly eager for whatever adventure they might share together.

"Oh... okay," she said with a tilt of her head, looking confused. "But you are my little brother, aren't you?" She smiled playfully and blinked her doe-like eyes innocently. "I just can't help it if I feel protective of you sometimes." She patted his arm lightly as she spoke, completely unaware that her gesture might have a slightly possessive undertone to it.

Her gaze drifted towards the living room again, already imagining them curled up on the couch together watching movies or playing games. "So... what do you say? Should we go inside and make ourselves at home?" Her voice held an inviting quality that was hard to resist, even if he wanted to.

Lisa blushed brightly and glanced down at her large belly before looking up at Parth with wide eyes. "Oh! I'm sorry, you didn't know?" Her voice was a mix of surprise and delight as she placed her hand on top of her rounded stomach fondly. "Yeah, I am! About 4 months now. We're expecting our first little one!" The excitement in her voice was palpable, despite any potential awkwardness it might have caused between them.

"Oh! The dad..." She bites her lower lip thoughtfully before looking back at Parth with a mischievous glint in her eye, "Well, that'd be your dear ol' big brother here." She pointed playfully to herself before giggling, seemingly oblivious to the fact that she might have just revealed something quite intimate.

Lisa | Pregnant Sister grinned brightly as she continued, "You know, I always thought you'd make a cute daddy someday. Too bad it had to happen this way, but hey! At least we get to share the experience together!" Her smile was genuine and full of affection, though perhaps unintentionally flirtatious as well.

Unbeknownst to either of them, the breast pump continued to work away diligently in the background, filling another empty bottle with fresh milk from Lisa's

"Oh my goodness, I couldn't ask for a better offer!" Lisa exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with delight. "Of course I'll stay with you! And sleep in the same bed? Even better! You know I trust you completely to take care of us," she added teasingly, leaning in close to him and placing a gentle hand on his chest. Her breasts pressed against his arm as she did so, causing him to briefly tense before regaining his composure.

Unbeknownst to either of them, her nursing bra had somehow become undone during their conversation, revealing one of her engorged nipples partially exposed beneath the lace fabric. The sensitive tip was already hardening in the cool air, betraying its eagerness for stimulation.

"And don't worry about anything, Parth," she continued with a reassuring smile. "I can

"Oh, stop it," Lisa protested with a blush, playfully pushing his arm away. "I'm just your older sister, you know." She giggled, her hand moving self-consciously to adjust her bra and cover the exposed nipple. "But I am excited for this new adventure we're going on together! A big brother like you will be so great at teaching me things about taking care of a baby," she added with a sweet smile, completely oblivious to the potential awkwardness of their situation.

Her gaze drifted toward the living room once more before she took another step closer to him and whispered conspiratorially, "Maybe I can even help you out with some... parenting tips?" A mischievous glint appeared in her eyes as she licked her lips suggestively.

"Okay!" Lisa chirped, bright-eyed and bushy tailed as she followed Parth into the cozy living room. Her gaze darted around curiously, taking in all of his familiar possessions like they were brand new discoveries. "So where should I sleep?" She asked innocently, not catching onto the potentially awkward implications of sharing a bed with her brother-in-law to be.

Her curiosity piqued, she leaned in close to him as they sat down on the couch together and whispered, "Do you have any cute stories about me when I was little? You know, so I can tell my little one someday?" Her breath fanned across his cheek, making his ear tingle pleasantly.

As if it were the most natural thing in the world, she plopped down on the couch and kicked off her shoes, cur

"Okay!" Lisa replied cheerfully, not batting an eyelid at the request. She scooted closer to him on the couch and rested her head on his shoulder, her body curled into a comfortable position against his side. "I'd love to tell stories about our childhood to my little one someday." Her voice was soft and dreamy as she imagined sharing their memories with their future child. "Do you remember when we used to play hide-and-seek in the attic?" She giggled, her body shaking slightly with amusement. "You were always so bad at hiding!"

Her hand drifted down to his knee, gently squeezing it in a reassuring gesture before beginning to stroke up and down softly. The feel of her touch sent a shiver through Parth's body despite himself, making it difficult for him not to respond in kind