This is the continuation of the previous story below.
For my sister…
SPLAT!!!
“Ugh… aaghh!!”
“W-what was that!? That was my sister’s voice, wasn’t it!? Sister!? Sis!!”
“Shut up. Are you ready?”
I-I… I’ve taken off my clothes, just like you told me. S-so, please, let me see my sister!
“Not yet. Put this in your rear.”
“What? W-what are you… Nooo!! Stop!! It hurts!!”
“Ughh… My stomach… I can feel something inside… it’s so disgusting…!”
“THUD!” (the sound of a drum can being dropped)
“I’m going to pour every last drop of this lukewarm water into your stomach.”
“What…?”
“Once it’s all in, I’ll let you see your sister.”
“N-no… That much… It’s impossible…”
“It’s fine. Your sister already reduced it by half for you.”
“What…? W-what do you mean…?”
“As long as you hold your stomach tight, everything will stay inside.”
“Kuhh…! Guhh… g-grrk…!”
“If you want to live longer, stop clenching your stomach.”
“B-but… I-I did what you said… and now it’s swelling…!”
“Hold your stomach tight. Don’t move, or everything inside will explode out.”
“Ugh…! Ngh… grrrk… i-it hurts… so much…!”
“If your intestines are strong enough, they might just absorb all the lukewarm water for you. Haha!”
“Geh-boh!! Gah-hah… gehhhh!!”
“Did you press too hard on your stomach and crush your own gut? There’s still more than half left, you know.”
“H-help…! Guh… gah… gag… hack…!!”
“Your sister went through so much to make things easier for you. How does it feel to trample on all her effort?”
“M-my sister… l-let me… s-see her… p-please…!!”
“Fine. I’ll let you see her while she’s still breathing.”
“W-what…?”
“Hyu… hyu… huff… hyuu…”
“S-sister…! N-no… nooo…!”
“What I’m pouring into your stomach right now is your sister’s remaining water. She pushed herself too hard for you, and her stomach burst open.”
“C-call… an a-ambulance… please… an… ambu– aahh… ugh-ahhh!”
Agh… ngh… huff… ahh… uhh…!
“At your limit, are you? I wonder what kind of sound your stomach will make when it bursts.”
“W-what are y– guh… ahh…!”
“Remember the first sound that stuck in your ears? That was the sound of your sister’s stomach splitting open.”
“N-no… y-you said… you’d save… my sister…!”
“Save her? Who said that? You asked to see her, so I let you see her.”
“Haah… p-please… no… my stomach… it’s breaking… stop… I’m begging you…!”
“Take your hands off your stomach already. Your sister’s calling for you.”
SPLURT!!!
“Urghh!!”
“Ugh, what a stench! Was this bastard constipated? Look at the mess they just made.”
“S-sis… ter… i-it… hurts… p-please… help… me…”
“……….”
“Your sister’s already dead. You’ll be joining her soon enough, so take your time.”