How I Became My Stepbrother's Slut
Copyright© 2021 by Farleven
Chapter 2
Mind Control Sex Story: Chapter 2 - When my mother got remarried, I wasn't ready to get a new stepbrother. It was bad enough that he was a skinny geek. At least he was, until he suddenly wakes up one day as a beefy hunk. Before I know it, I'm finding myself unable to resist him, letting him do whatever he wants with me, and soon he sets his sights on my cute Asian friend...
Caution: This Mind Control Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Teenagers Magic Mind Control Reluctant BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Interracial White Male White Female Oriental Female First Masturbation Body Modification
After the initial shock of Brandon’s change, I hardly gave it a second thought. I did however take notice that he wasn’t nearly as shy around girls, including me. After a couple of good leers from him after running from the bathroom in just a long towel, I decided I needed to cover up a bit more. So I started going around in a nice full robe, just to keep him a bit more at bay. That didn’t stop him from looking though, and in truth, I just got kind of used to it. I’d been getting the same kind of looks from other boys all the time, and there wasn’t any reason for Brandon to be different.
It was a couple of weeks after we all met the buffed up Brandon that the next strange thing happened. I had gone to the bathroom to do my normal nightly wash-up and had forgotten my robe. I thought about going and getting it, but decided it wasn’t that important, I could use a towel just for one night. All through my shower I felt really tingly, it wasn’t like I was getting aroused or anything, it was just this strange tingling sensation in my head. I wondered if I was having a reaction to my shampoo, and quickly washed it out.
I stepped out of the shower and took a moment to look in the mirror. I knew I wasn’t bad looking but it was still a little strange looking in the mirror and seeing a woman looking back. I posed a little, and wondered for a moment just how I’d look if my chest filled out a bit more. I was still growing, so there was the chance I would get to find out.
I reached for my robe, felt the tingling again, and remembered I’d forgotten my robe in my room. I shrugged at my own flightiness, grabbed a towel, and wrapped it over my chest snugly. I grabbed the doorknob and hoped that Brandon wasn’t around as I stepped out. Of course, there he was, just smiling with this sly smile wrapped around his face, like he was expecting something.
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