After Sharing Sensations with My Rival's Underwear [GB]

I like my older brother. I like my older brother who turned down my confession. I can't help it, the way he acts so restrained and cold-faced is just too hot.

Until one day, my older brother brought home a rich, beautiful woman and said he was going to enter into an arranged marriage. By day, he was tender and loving with her; at night, he stood in front of me, undoing his buttons with a look of humiliation. "After I marry her, we can keep this relationship going."

? I'm not into NTR!

The word "marriage" made my dick go limp. I'm not going to touch a dirty married man.

But I've wanted my brother for ten years. How can I let someone else take the whole pot of food?

My rival is so beautiful she could debut as a star on the spot. Long black hair, long white legs, and alluring eyes that seem to hook you.

Tsk, my rival is just too perfect. It's putting me under a lot of pressure.

Maybe the pressure's getting to me, because ever since I met my rival, my body has felt strange, as if I'm hallucinating.

In my hallucinations, I can see vague scenes: my rival puts my life-size body pillow beside the bed and strokes it from foot to face.

At times like this, the feeling of being trapped grows stronger. I feel like a piece of Monkey King's earwax, crushed back and forth by a golden cudgel in his ear. It's getting tighter and stuffier. I can hardly breathe!

Even stranger, as I suffocate, I hear my rival moaning my name over and over, saying something like... baby... call me Mommy!

This bitch doesn't just want to be my sister-in-law, she wants to be my mom too?

#MyRivalIsPregnantWithMyBaby.

#Rival: "I'm here to join this family."

1. The main text is in third person.

2. My brother and I aren't blood-related, and we're not on the same household registration.

3. My rival is a man.

4. Ordinary reproductive anatomy; conception through medical technology.

5. Some melodrama.

Theme: A beautiful life