You approach Cici and plant your lips on hers when your eyes glance up. You stop and stare at the photograph of your family. It’s still you and Cici as kids, but the two of you are a little more touchy feely than before. Despite your intelligence not as good as it once was, you recognize that something isn’t right.
Then the memories start. How you both started to mature and found each other’s bodies increasingly attractive as you got older. How your first kiss was with Cici. How you both lost your virginity together. How you were still brother and sister but secretly boyfriend and girlfriend.
“Like, I don’t want you to be my brother,” Cici said, pouting. “It seems weird but kinda hot though.”
“Babe, all we do is make a wish and that won’t be the case anymore,” you say with a smile, completely misunderstanding what is not right. Internally, a voice is saying that you shouldn’t be Cici’s boyfriend. Nah, man. You shouldn’t be her brother. How can any man resist Cici?
“Oh that’s a great idea!” she said, kissing him on the cheek. You don’t recognize why that another wish is a bad idea since the recorder doesn’t grant the right wish. She picked up the recorder and said into it, “I wish…