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The following is a What-if story.
About a few years into my career, I received a call from my sis, Riley. A local orphanage had a child who doesn't get along with everyone there. Always fighting, being bratty and causing trouble. Wanting to see this child, I went to the place. Upon arrival, the nice staff greeted me, showed me around up until I encounter the girl in question. Her name was Sofi, and she ended up there after her older brother, Kyle, was killed in an accident. No other orphanage could take her in due to her hometown having a corrupt police force and rate of crime targeting children, especially with her reputation thanks to her brother. She hasn't been in Topaz City long, so she just did what she liked. When she locked eyes onto me, she first thought I was her brother, flinching out of fear before looking at my clothes...her fearful stare turning into a cold glare...but I eventually approached her and decided to adopt her. When we returned back to my place, I showed her the guest room where my sis used to crash. To my surprise, she would strip down in front of me, crawl on the bed with her top down and her skirt lifted, and raise her tail to show her exposed rear and pink flower. "Get it over with already. This is why you adopted me, right?" She must've been sexually abused, harassed and even raped where she came from. I wasn't sure how to approach her...but I obliged and came close after getting naked, turning her around and setting her on her back. "Pervert." She puffed her cheeks after saying that insult...but I just smiled and spoke. "There's more than one way to do this. Pain isn't the only answer, y'know." She was incredibly soft to the touch, and inside, even more so. She was tight, but this wasn't her first time, I'm sure. Regardless, lovemaking with her felt amazing..but I didn't do it just to get off with her body, I wanted to show her that you can love too. I made sure she felt pleasure instead of pain, something her squeezing told me as I kept it up...though concern rose up as I heard small whimpers from her moans. When we finished and the two of us had our shared orgasm, I began to pet her head as she was crying a bit. Maybe I was too big inside of her, or perhaps the reason was something else. By the time I touched her, she swiftly brought her hand to my cheek to slap me...but didn't connect. "What did I do wrong? Why didn't you hit me?" She asked, then I replied. "Because you remind me of my sister way back... When we were your age after our mom died. She acted just like you." Her sniffling stopped as I told her this, but she soon looked down at her coated flower. She felt embarrassed that I saw her cry before saying "Pervert" again, this time with the cutest creak in her timid voice. I have to do my best to protect her, just like I did with Riley during those long months way back.