His sister's room

After running around the house searching for the socks he noticed that the door to his sister's room was ajar.

"Oh shit, no no no... She will kill me for this!" He panicked and ran in the room.

The socks were standing in the middle of the room as if they were waiting for him.

"Please... Don't do anything stupid..." he said as he was approaching the socks.

One of the socks then contracted really fast causing the cum that was soaked into the sock to squirt out and onto the pile of her sister's clothes that were lying next to the bed.

"What the fuck?! What have you done?!" He yelled, as he looked at the pile. He wanted to say a lot more, but his his thoughts were interrupted by the sight of the cum soaking into the clothes until it completely disappeared.

"What the fuck is going on?" He screamed, completely confused.

The pile of his sister's clothes suddenly started twitching.

"Oh.. n-" He didn't even finished his sentence.

Suddenly, his sister's clothes flew into the air, forming one outfit that inflated to his sister's proportions as if she were wearing it. Sister's outfit consisted of white socks with blue stripes, grey running pants and matching crop top with long sleeves. He stumbled backwards and fell to the ground. One of the socks jumped onto the door handle and locked the door behind him so he couldn't escape. He backed up against the door in fear as he watched his sister's now living outfit approaching him.

"No! No! Please no!" He begged his sister's clothes which then jumped on top of him and whispered in his ear.

"You need to stop being such a pussy." The outfit said with a girl voice that he never heard before.

"Y-You can t-talk ?!" He said not understanding what was happening.

"Of course I can talk." His sister's clothes answered, making him flinch a bit.

"But how?" He asked, still trying to process what he was seeing and what was currently going on.

"I can talk because I'm alive. Now be quiet!" His sister's clothes commanded and brought its sleeve to his mouth.

"Shhh!!" his sister's clothes hissed at him as if warning him against speaking.

He nodded his head. The outfit then stood up and grabbed Jack by the arms and lifted him to his feet.

"What do you think? Am I pretty?" The outfit asked while posing.

"Umm.. Yes...yes you are... You look amazing." He said still a bit scared, not knowing if he should say something or not.

"But... this feels wrong you are my s..." He tried to complete his sentence, but he was once again interrupted.

"Your sister's clothes? Literally anybody can wear me! I am just her clothes not your sister, idiot!" Her outfit said harshly.

"That's true... I guess" He mumbled.

The outfit then placed its hand onto his shoulder.

"Do you feel better now?" The outfit asked him.

"Yes" He replied, still nervous about the situation.

"Good. I am glad. Do you want to have some fun with me?" The outfit said seductively.

"What kind of fun?" He asked still frightened.

"You know exactly what kind of fun I am talking about." The outfit said while pointing its sleeve at his bulge.