Anna's anger burns

Anna had finally managed to find a look which suited her new spectacular body. The young woman was now eager to put her voluptuous curves in full display. She was now wearing a rubber lingerie set, which seemed almost painted on her body and which exalted by contrast her pale skin and fire red hair. The black rubber bra kept her tits up and squeezed, with the braces crossing at the bottom of her neck and then twisting around it, leaving her shoulders and back free. The pants instead almost reached her bellybutton, strongly squeezing her pussy.

She looked in the mirror, delighted by that sight. She now was a queen, an empress of pleasure and others should know that by simply looking at her outfit. Anna however knew she couldn't go out dressed that way, or people would think she was a hooker fresh from the end of a night of hard work. She decide to conceal her lingerie with a thin black tank top, squeezed hard against her skin, which still left hints of her nipples and bra visible to the more "interested" observers. She also had a pair of high waist shorts, reaching her bellybutton and leaving part of her butt exposed. The redhead now maintained some kind of decency and normalcy, awaiting to unleash her new self as soon as possible. Her brother had just left for school, probably to stick his dick inside that "Becky" he seemed so obsessed with. Anna had to admit she was just a little bit jealous. She could accept to share Zack's incredible body with someone, it was no problem, but what humiliated her in a very personal fashion was the obsession he had for the girl. He seemed out of his own mind, and had even called her "Bex" once or twice during the coitus. It made her burn with anger.

She needed to do something. Get some kind of personal **** on that slut. She would take for herself someone Becky was connected with, one of her friend, and make her pay at her same price. She once more looked at her reflection in the mirror, admiring the soft curve of her full, crimson lips.

"So... My dear Anna, swear child of mine, do you want to take your ****?"

Anna felt her hearth explode inside her chest. She couldn't realize where that warm, sensual voice had come from. At first, she believed it was Zack, already back from school.

-Zack? Where the fuck are you?-

"Oh I'm not Zack. I'm the carnal grimoire, the book of Lust"

Anna's heartbeat finally slowed down. She still hadn't adjusted to the book entering her thoughts from time to time. It was like having someone always watching on her with a malicious eye, but such was the price of pleasure. She once more stared into the mirror, as if she wanted to talk to her reflection.

-Yes, I want to take my ****.-

"I had no doubts. I have read in her mind too, I know her weaknesses. I know how to make her suffer"

Images flashed inside Anna's mind. She could see Becky kissing violently Zack, the two of them together in his bed. In another vision, they were fucking eachother in Anna's room, with the same passion of that night's coitus.

"There will always be a place for you Anna, you ha to choose where, however. Will you stand in the shadow of Becky?"

-No!-

Anna was becoming mad. She was about to cry, to shout. It was unbelievable that just the day before she couldn't even think of having a relationship with her brother. Her red hair seemed alive, like the flames of a summer bonfire, a manifestation of her anger.

"Well we'll need to handle some things. First your parents. Then, you'll claim one of Becky's friends for you. For me."

-That bitch will pay-