I could have chosen any class, but I chose the most perverse one

"Hey Gallo, do you like to watch? I'll fuck your sister right in front of your eyes. What do you think?"

"You bastard! If you touch her, I'll kill you!" almost frothing at the mouth, the bully hollowly threatens me.
I approach him, who is wounded, poisoned, paralyzed.
Helpless.
"Kill me? Ahahahah!" I laugh at his stupidity. "You're the lucky one to still be alive."
"You son of a bitch, if you touch my sister I'll kill you!"
"Wanna bet you'll be the one begging me to do it?" an unhealthy idea took shape in my mind.
"I-impossible, what the fuck are you talking about!" he doesn't believe it.
Let him believe it.
I'm back to being a merciless psychopath.
I don't feel any remorse.
Could it be because they are enemies and attacked me?
It's convenient to reason this way. It definitely simplifies things.

I turn to Bicrista.
"Did you play with dolls? Do you like them?"
Bicrista is surprised by the question.
"I-I like dolls...human dolls..." she replies truthfully.
She is such a sadistic madwoman.
But who am I to judge her?
"What a coincidence. I like human dolls, too."

I clap my hands in amusement.
"Let's play a game!"

I approach the paralyzed Gallo, who looks at me with a mixture of terror and hatred.
I pull out tools from my bag.
A healing potion, a cloth handkerchief, a needle, scissors and a rag doll.
I am so resourceful.
Gallo watches in stupor. He is probably wondering what I want to do.
"W-what the fuck are you doing?"
"Drink, otherwise you'll die from your injuries," I tell him.
He tries to protest, but I force the bottle into his mouth.
And I empty the contents.
He almost chokes.
"B-bastard!"
"Shut up." I plug his mouth with the cloth handkerchief.
I gag him.
I don't want his screams to attract attention.

I take the needle and puncture the man's arm.
He mumbles terrified.
I impregnate the rag doll with Gallo's blood.
Then I take the scissors, and cut off a tuft of his hair.
I tie the hair to the doll.
I have done this several times now, but it is always thrilling to prepare.
By now I have quite a collection of rag dolls.
The preparations are completed and the curse is activated.

I approach Bicrista with the doll.
"Let's play!"
Looking at her I can tell she has no idea what I want to do.
"The game is simple, Bicrista.... Ah I can call you by your name, can't I?"
"N-not fair... then I can call you Strauss, too!"
I did not expect this response. This little bitch is at least as fucked in the brain as I am.
"Of course... let's be friends."
"Y-yes, yes please, I want to be your friend, please," she begs.
"No need to beg," I smile at her.
What surreal dialogue.

"The game is simple. You pick a spot on the rag doll, and I will stab it with this needle."
"Head!" she exclaims excitedly.
Seriously what's wrong with her?
"No, the head's a bit much."
I've never tried hitting the head, but I'm pretty sure it would kill him considering that Gallo doesn't have much HP remaining.
"Pick another spot, please."
"Why not the head? Jeez... Belly then!"
I observe the wound in Gallo's stomach.
I hope he doesn't die from this sting...
"Belly it is."
With the pin I pierce the rag doll's belly.

In the very moment, Gallo's face contorts in pain.
Tears flow from his eyes.
"GMwhuGhhMWhyuWHUWmwuu!"
The gag prevents the screams from coming out.
He can only mumble in despair.

Instead, Bicrista observes her brother with an almost satisfied expression.
"Whoah!" she exclaims in amazement.
Is she even more perverse and sadistic than me? I admit she is a bit unsettling.
"I see you like the game. What's the next spot you want me to hit?"
"Um... The injured leg!"
"You don't care much about your brother, do you?" I ask her puzzled.
"Why do you say that? I love him!" she replies innocently.
"Gallo, your sister is crazy as hell. Do you realize that?" I turn to the man.
Gallo is crying.
He is probably begging, but I don't quite understand his words as he is gagged.
"Strauss you treat me badly..." the crazy woman complains in a childish tone.
"Okay, okay, sorry Bicrista. Right leg."
I prick the rag doll's right leg.
Consequently, pain explodes in Gallo Schrecken's injured leg from the kunai.

The pain on his already injured leg is so great that he pisses himself.
His pants become soaked with piss, and drip to the ground, creating a foul-smelling puddle.
He cries in despair and moans.
But only faint mutterings are heard.
"GWWYYAHHAH!GMwhuGhhMWhyaauuu!"

Bicrista giggle.
I don't think I will get much satisfaction from this game.
Let's see what Gallo Schrecken thinks about it.

I approach the tortured man.
"If you scream, I'll kill you," I threaten him seriously.
He nods.

I pull his gag down.
"I-I beg your forgiveness, Wagner! I won't bother you again! I swear!" he begins to plead.
Music to my ears.
"May I fuck your sister?" not that I need his permission, but it amuses me that he himself will be begging me to do so.
"Y-yes! Go ahead and fuck her! Do whatever you want with her! But please don't hurt me anymore!"
His reaction is predictable.
"So you don't mind if I fuck her unceremoniously? No hardships?"
"A-absolutely n-o...no problem! In fact, I'm begging you! Fuck her! Fuck her all over!"
"Ahahhah!" I laugh amused at the silver-haired man's pathetic appearance.
"Then I'll accommodate myself. You'd make a good brother-in-law. I'll be sure to fuck her real good."
I rewrap his mouth.

I reach out again to Bicrista.
"Did you hear that, Bicrista? We have your brother's approval."
"Y-yes, Strauss~ 🤍"
Her voice is charged with anticipation.
With the knife I cut Bicrista's shirt.
"N-no~ 🤍" she feigns opposition.

The bra is in view.
What a fraud! An out-and-out scam!
The bra is a pushup filled with padded pads.

Bicrista is completely flat.
"Oops~ 🤍"
"You're flat! Are you a trap? Let's see."
I pull down her skirt.

Her panties now in my view show no strange protuberances.
No, she clearly has a pussy.
Good.
The panties are already soaked with juice.
"Ah, so you're a slutty girl! Are you that wet just thinking about it?"
"Yes~ 🤍 I'm slutty for you, Strauss~ 🤍"
I slip my fingers inside her dirty hole.
No resistance. Just lube galore.
"You are not a virgin," I note.
I turn to Gallo who is helplessly watching the scene.
"Did you know that your sister is no longer a virgin?" I ask him sneeringly.

No reaction.
This does not surprise him, I guess from his expression.
"Who did you lose it to, Bicrista...um..."

"Don't tell me it was your twin brother!"
Both of them have a startled reaction.
Their behavior confirms to me that it is true.
"Incest? You are disgusting, even more perverse than I am," I chuckle.