This choice: Accept to be one of your siblings • Go Back...Chapter #11Becoming a Sister for the Sorority by: Nostrum   Claire puts you in an uncomfortable situation. On one hand, she turned you into a skin, and she’ll do it again. You’ll never know when you’ll wake up. But, instead of demanding you leave them alone, she... asks you to join?
You’re frustrated by her recklessness. She’s playing with other women's bodies. Worse, she dragged Katie into it – and that girl not only fooled you as Jessica but also tried to seduce you! But she clocked you – she wouldn’t propose the idea if you hadn’t thought of wearing Ashley in the first place.
Might as well accept and keep a leash on them – before they do something worse.
“Alright,” you say. “But I’ll keep an eye on you.”
“If you can find me.” She gives you a sassy look, but your serious glare breaks her. “Fine, fine! It’s just some harmless fun, God!”
You don’t know how “harmless” it might be, but you need to set some limits.
--
Next day, as you’re stepping out of school, Jessica holds you by the waist, receiving you with a kiss to the neck. “Hi Dave.”
“Jess?” You turn around, seeing her blush, but you know better. “No.” You lean closer, hissing. “Katie, this isn’t fun!”
“Dave, whaddya mean!?” She pouts furiously, arms crossed.
“That’s not how Jess receives me.”
You cross looks, stopping only when Claire intercepts you. “They’ve been dating for a year and a half – you think they won’t know each other?”
“It’s still a boyfriend-girlfriend interaction.” Katie kisses you on the mouth with Jessica’s lips, twirling her hair. “See you at the clubhouse, Babe.”
You simmer. Claire bringing the pen was stupid – what if someone steals it!? You don’t want that thing in the wrong hands.
Like Jimmy, your best friend ever, who quickly approaches you. “Hey man. Hey, Claire-bear.”
Your sister snarls, stomping her feet. “Dave, I’ll go ahead. Meet you back home.”
As Jimmy asks what’s wrong with her, you try to dismiss it. “You know she hates people calling her that – she's ‘big’ now.”
“Oh, I see.” He chuckles, patting you firmly on the back. “Big enough to be a party girl, not too old to be an adult. Kinda like us, right?”
“As if we went to parties in the first place.” Jimmy still nailed it, though – she's on the “almost a grownup” phase, and you hated when Tina treated you like a kid.
“Never too late to do so. Hey – I heard there’s gonna be a party at Mackenzie’s on Friday. Wanna come?”
“Why?”
“Can’t graduate before I ruin one of those. Tom and Bob’re gonna smuggle some fireworks; everyone's gonna be too drunk to notice. Then we set them up at the pool, and – BOOM!”
“I’ll pass. Don't want Jess to find out. Why not ask Trish? I bet she’ll--”
“She said she’s busy.”
“That’s weird.”
“Yeah, right... Trish O’Neill, queen of pranks, too busy to team up? That’s bull!”
“Maybe she’s maturing,” you argue. “Something you need to do.”
“During our golden years? Nah, not yet. Gotta stick it up to the jocks one last time. Who knows – maybe I'll catch a girl’s attention out of it!”
“Or maybe girls’ll hate you forever.” You lift your bookbag, fighting against the weight. “Gotta go.”
“Yeah, figures. But if you don’t have anything to do, there’s always a spot at Mackenzie’s.” Jimmy dashes away, waving. “Don’t forget! Eight o’clock, sharp!”
So many things are changing that it unnerves you. What if there are more pens, and Jimmy and Trish got replaced too? What kind of sick, twisted bastard would make Jimmy go to parties and Trish – an unrepentant prankster – skip a chance to prank?
--
You arrive at home, swiping your sneakers on the rug. “Mom, I’m home!”
“There you are.” Tina receives you instead, wrapping her fit arm around you. “Listen up – I need you to follow me.”
“Why?” You stop midway, noticing the gleam in her eye. “No way.”
“Gonna tell Mom you’re gonna help me study. I mean – you'll need it for college, no?”
As you part ways, you’re shaken by how wrong Claire’s playing Tina, yet how you like this version better. For some reason, she singles her vitriol on you – clean the room, leave me alone, etc. Probably because Nick, unlike her, rarely spends the day home – always somewhere, helping his friends fix cars or crashing on some girl’s dorm.
You drop your bookbag in your room before locking it, then meet Tina downstairs. She’s carrying her bookbag but doesn’t seem dressed for the occasion. “Bye Mom,” she says before dragging you outside. “See you at dinner!”
Once out of earshot, you question Claire, who’s most certainly inside. “How did you do it?”
“Climbed up her room. She should keep her windows closed.”
“And what about you? Mom’s gonna--”
“You know the drill – as long as I’m with Katie, it’s alright, Not like I'll be lying.”
You dread Claire’s bold recklessness since she found the pen. Climbing up drainpipes is one thing but dragging Katie into this and using Jessica is worse – she's treating the pen as a toy and enjoying every moment of it.
As you arrive at Ashley’s house, you notice Jessica waiting for you. Flanked by both, they tell you the plan. “Alright. Jess, go and ring her in. I’ll be hiding, just like yesterday. Don't let her close the door until I do it.”
“I know – like before. Say – why don't you do it this time? I did it--”
“Yeah, but she hasn’t seen Jess yet.”
“She did on Sunday.”
“But not--!” Tina huffs, stomping the sidewalk. “Just go there and ring. Try to distract her.”
Katie – as Jessica – rings the door while Claire – as Tina – draws the pen and hides under one of the windows. The door rings, and you see Ashley opening. Shortly after, Katie steps in, and Claire beckons you in. As expected, Ashley’s once again a deflated skin – victim of your crazy sister and her best friend.
And you’ll join them on the plan.
“Perfect!” Claire pulls Tina’s face off hers, gasping with excitement. “God, feeling the skin rip is so amazing!”
“So,” you ask. “What’s gonna be it?”
“I’m gonna go and change – Katie, I’ll hand you Tina so that Davey--”
“Jess, Claire. I’m Jessica now.”
“Whatever. Give Dave Tina’s skin to wear. Then we can have some fun.”
Fun? You dread what kind of “fun” they’re planning, but you get the most awkward boner. Claire plans to have you wear Tina – and secondhand, since she just wore her. It’s sick and twisted, but Claire doesn’t seem to care.
Moments later, Katie (still as Jessica) hands you a familiar deflated skin, and not too shortly after, you notice Ashley stepping outside, playing with her breasts. “God, I missed these.” She grins at you, jerking her head towards the room. “Go change, Dave. You’ll get what I mean.”
Ashley’s room is just like you remember it – you had time to explore it, after all – aside from Tina’s clothes lying haphazardly on the bed. You hear Ashley’s voice screaming at you. “Find the slit and rip it wide. Don’t worry – it’s not gonna harm her or anything! Then put her on like if you were wearing a costume.”
You find a thinner patch of skin, almost sunken in, on the back of Tina’s deflated form. You press it, and it tears; you pull the slit, and it rips. The insides are pinkish-red and slimy, with holes where the nose and mouth should be.
You take off your clothes, throwing them on the floor, and slide your leg in. The skin furiously sticks to you – you pull the skin and push in, but strangely the skin neither rips nor deforms. Same goes for everything else – you struggle pulling your arms in and have to adjust your groin and buttocks to fit. As you lodge your head inside, you take a whiff of a strangely nice smell.
You whip your new hair back, feeling how the back slit is crushing itself together. Your body frame’s not as wide as Nick’s but you still feel like something’s crushing your ribs. You almost faint, moving closer to the vanity mirror, and as you recover, you get a good glimpse at the sight before you.
Maybe it’s because she’s your sister that you ignored it, but Tina’s got a hot body. Her breasts are perky, like grapefruits, but rest just right on her chest; her ass is firm like steel, giving her some curves. Her slim waist hides six-pack abs you have to crunch to see, and her arms hide some muscle. Tina’s been a fan of exercise for as long as you’re aware, yet she’s studying Management to work at an office.
You feel a strangeness on your groin as you study her face. Compared to her athletic body, Tina’s face is almost angelic – what few marks acne left her are hidden by the slightest of makeup. She has soft cheeks and small lips that yearn to smile, just like your mom, but a relaxed, serious look like your dad. You brush her long auburn hair, full of volume and reaching up to her waist, resting naturally around her shoulders and covering your nipples.
And her groin, the thing that’s driving you nuts? Nude and smooth, letting you see a woman’s vagina up close and personal for the first time.
You’re starting to feel hot and bothered when you notice Claire and Katie – forcing lewd, satisfied looks on Ashley and Jessica – staring at you. “Like what you see?” your sister asks.
“Claire,” you threaten, conjuring every single moment Tina did this to you. “You’re in a world of trouble.”
“Whaddya mean?” she reacts in a way too childish for someone as old as Ashley. “You don’t like it?” You try to act sassy, and she only laughs. “Oh, God! You asshole!”
“Now what?” you ask, wary of what they’re planning. You see them approaching with lewd looks on their faces.
“Now comes the fun.” You have the following choice: 1. Continue |
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