You tell me you don’t like my tennis outfit, which is weird, considering I’m your stepsister. Still, I go to change, thinking maybe you’re just being annoying like always. But what I don’t realize is that while I’m distracted, you slipped something magical into my drink—something powerful enough to swap your consciousness with mine. I take a sip and everything starts spinning. I feel strange, heavy, not quite like myself… because I’m not. You’ve completely taken over my body. I’m helpless inside, watching from the back of my own mind while you stretch, flex, and explore what it’s like to be in a hot girl’s body—your stepsister’s body. You grope me, feeling up my curves with my own hands, testing the bounce of my tits, how soft my skin is, how cute I look when I move. You make me strip, pose, change into the most humiliating outfit you can find, just for your entertainment. I’m screaming inside, but no one can hear me while you use my voice, my face, my body to be the exact kind of slut

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