I've Always had a Thing for Feet

"I've always had a thing for feet," you reply while glancing down at your sister's toes.

Your sister moves her right foot behind her left foot as she realizes where you are looking while rolling her eyes. "Of course you would be a foot sub," she replies as if it were a taunt. "You've probably been stealing socks out of my laundry as well."

Not waiting for you to answer, your sister grabs a clipboard from her desk with several sheets of paper and a pen. That she had what appears to be a contract all ready to go seems overly convenient.

Before you can delve too far into that train of thought, your still nude sister reaches out to trace her fingers against the front of your pants, teasing along the outline of your cock as she demands, "Sign the paper then, and you will get to see whether the reality lives up to the fantasy."

Her hand leaves you just as quickly as she had placed it, leaving you to sign your name at the bottom of the contract without reading too far into the details.

Your sister then offers you a simple cyan pill and further instructs, "Take this."

You swallow the flavorless pill and feel yourself falling backward onto your sister's bed moments later before everything fades.