The oddities of the freak brother

Conor goes home and finds that his younger brother has let his habits take over him again.

Conor had just gotten home and kicked off his shoes tiredly. He didn't even pay attention to where they landed. He also dropped his school bag against the hallway wall. He stretched and then went into the living room, his socked feet sliding slightly on the shiny wooden floor.
As soon as Conor entered, he saw his younger brother Coda was already home. He didn't have practice so he always arrived before him. He was on the couch in loose gray sweatpants and a white tank top. His legs were outstretched, the heels of his bare feet resting on the nearby coffee table.
Although they were brothers, they hardly looked alike. Conor had a sporty build with hazel hair and eyes, while Coda was a thin, wiry boy with blue eyes and raven hair. At least he was thin most of the time, but sometimes that wasn't true. Like now when a big stomach hung out of his skinny body all the way to the boy's thighs. The tank top couldn't even cover it.
Conor just sighed. He didn't have the energy for his brother's nonsense so he just plopped down next to him.
"Would you like some of this?" Coda asked, picking up a large bowl of chips from beside him and handing it to Conor.
"How are you still able to eat?" He asked, then popped a piece of chip into his mouth.
Coda looked down at himself and looked at the meat sack resting on his lap as if he had just noticed it. Then he also took a chip from the bowl and raised it to his mouth. "Like this!" Then he crunched it deliciously.
Conor shook his head.
"What is the problem?" Coda asked. "It's just a snack." Then he started chewing another one.
Conor watched as his brother swallowed the potato flakes one after the other. Which then disappeared into his big belly.
"Hey!" Coda said jokingly to Conor when he saw that he was looking at his belly. "My eyes are up here." Conor rolled his eyes.
Coda just smiled. "The new neighbors have moved in across the street. I saw them on my way home."
"And what are they like?" Conor asked.
"They have two sons who are about my age. They seemed like nice guys, I'm sure I'll get along well with them."
Coda just smiled. "The new neighbors have moved in. I saw them on my way home."
"And what are they like?" Conor asked.
"They have two sons who are about my age. They seemed like nice guys, I'm sure I'll get along well with them."
"Have you made friends with them?"
"I tried, but their older sister came out to ask them to help with the unpacking."
Conor raised an eyebrow. The story was pretty simple so far, and since Coda was almost home, Conor guessed what was coming next.
"So the boys went in to help with the unpacking, and what happened to the girl?" He asked indifferently.
"Well... let's say I 'invited' her over."
Conor buried his face in his hands. "Why do you have to be such a freak?"
Coda pursed his lips in hurt. "Why do you have to be so upset now?" he said reproachfully. "I just met the new neighbors."
"You didn't just meet them!" Conor reminded him.
Coda folded his arms across his chest. "It's not my fault! I'm hungry because you forgot to pack me lunch." Coda nudged Conor on the shoulder. "And that girl was barely wearing clothes."
"So you just called her over and ate her?"
Coda fell silent. "She would have been pretty stupid to come over to the house of a boy several years younger than her that she had just met." Now Coda rolled his eyes. "Of course I swallowed her right then and there after the boys entered the house."
"Are you crazy, out in the open?" Conor asked in disbelief.
"Don't worry!" Coda waved. "There was no one there to see me and then I was here a few steps later."
Conor didn't understand how his brother could be so irresponsible. It was one thing to have this strange eating habit, but he didn't care that he was getting into trouble because of it. He didn't understand why he even cared, since he wasn't the one who would suffer if someone found out about Coda's secret. But still, Coda was his little brother and he couldn't let him get into trouble, so he tried to control his irresponsible actions. It wasn't that Coda was bad, he was usually very obedient
He was interrupted from his thoughts by the fact that Coda's head was leaning on his shoulder. He must have been tired too.
While Coda rested her head on his shoulder and pretended to doze off, Conor was now looking at his brother's swollen belly. He had a hard time believing that a girl his age was inside, but if he had looked long enough, he could see the outline of the girl's body faintly appearing on the outside of her belly. The line of the girl's back pressing against the line of Coda's belly, or the slight bulge under the tank top that might have been her head. And the way the boy's stomach flared out at the girl's bottom.
Conor raised one arm and carefully placed his hand on the bare skin of the belly.
He stroked it gently, sometimes pressing lightly to feel the body enclosed beneath it. Under his hand, he could sometimes feel her move beneath the surface, pulling and stretching the flesh and skin above her. He felt Coda's navel expanded a little as one of his fingers slid in.
"Be careful, sensitive!" He heard Coda's soft voice. He took his hand off his stomach.
"You touch other people when you think they're sleeping, you pervert?" Coda chuckled softly, then took Conor's hand and placed it back on top of his stomach. "If you want to play with it, go ahead, I don't mind." Then he dozed off again.
"Freak!"