He was reading ahead, and manages to dodge her

Kirsty summarised that if she slaps the raised hand to throw the pen away, and make a grab for the script, she may be able to leap away fast enough to make a run to her room and lock it. It should stall Chris enough for her to use it herself. However, upon execution, she would find that it would fail. As she makes her lunge while his eyes are still down, the hand moves out of the way, causing her to stumble forward, making her fall to the floor as he wheels backwards at the same time as her collapse.

"Pretty sneaky, sis," Kirsty hears from above her, "But I'm a few steps ahead of you. Well, pages, but whatever. This'll teach you for being funny with me." Kirsty then hears a scratching of pen on paper and audibly gasps, feeling a slight tingling within her. Suddenly, Kirsty launched upwards from her bed. Kirsty is gasping and looking around, wondering how she got there. She seems to have been dreaming from what she assumes. After all, it seems a little ridiculous; her brother possessing a magic script that changes reality? Weird. Kirsty holds her head, feeling a little weird that she remembers the dream so prominently. she decides to finally get up, and look at the wall clock. She raised her eyebrows in shock. She was late for school!

Despite her grades, Kirsty was **** to stay with her twin through Chris's school time, claiming it was a 'support program' that applied to them, despite her ****. It was kind of bias that he was held back for so long, as the whole thing was a comparison between the two siblings. But considering Kirsty is an grade-obsessive antisocialite, it was a really unfair comparison.

Kirsty leapt out of bed, naked, as she can only sleep properly without clothing, and goes to her walk-in closet to put on her clothes, bashfully trying to cover herself, still modest despite her sleeping habits. she looks at the mirror on the end wall of the closet and looks at her body and frowns. She always hated her body; her rounded booty always jiggles around, and reminds her of her nickname with every bounce. She makes a 'hrmm' of annoyance as she ran her fingers around her massive pink afro, still wondering to this day how she received it. She looks down at her rather sizeable boobs dancing around from her movement, always remarking on how the big they were on her petite frame and how they keep their position up and out. Because of the impossible gravity of them, she cannot wear bras, other than some serious bindings, as they bounce around like crazy. She makes a scowl on her face Which comes out as an adorable pout on her doll-like visage, really annoyed that her whole appearance looks like an adorable 5 foot barbie with overtly adult attributes and a 'fro.

She decides to get dressed, as she can't very well go to school naked this time at least, And reaches for her sensible pair of booty-revealing daisy-dukes with overall suspenders and started to slip them on before she blinked, wondering why she was putting the ridiculous garment on; she doesn't even remember having them, and swear they were a nice pair of baggy jeans. Now that she thinks about it, she remembers that her afro isn't normal either. She freezes. If the afro is there, then that must mean that that dream...

Kirsty tried to run out and confront Chris, but suddenly her body continued to move itself again, slipping up the daisy-dukes and clipping the suspenders, making sure her chest was between them. Despite the situation, she happens to feel the tingles of her sex again, groaning in frustration as she tries to get her body to listen to her again, and at the fact that she's getting turned on by it. After slipping it on, her body went over to her assortment of socks and pulled out thigh-high rainbow socks. She slides them up her legs, struggling the entire time, muscles focused into pulling the thigh-highs and trying to keep her balance from the crazy bouncing her chest is going through with bending down and sliding them up. Once done with that, Kirsty's body goes back to work, sliding on a pair of chunky red heels and grabs a red ball on the way out of the closet. It wasn't until her body slipped it over her nose that she realised it was a clown nose. She groaned at this. Ugh, does he really think this is funny? She thought.

She finally seems to have wrested control back; even if it was just her not being controlled and not her resisting, and immediately tries to remove the offending clothing, nose-first. Her hand reaches up and she tries to take it off, but finds it stuck in place. Kirsty is annoyed and tries to at least slip the straps off at least, but the suspenders are stuck too. She is really annoyed now, exploiting her weakness; Chris knows that she can only take off her clothes if somebody tells her to. She had an idea to go and put on some clothes to hid most of it, but noticed the time. She panicked and decided that she needed to hurry if she was going to have breakfast.