Jane's Story

Hey guys, Callmebyblondie here. I've always loved this story, and after a while of mulling it over I thought of a great angle to go with, taking bits and pieces from every branch on here and remixing it. Hope you'll enjoy!

You find yourself in a the hallway in your house. Except, it's not your house and it's not a hallway. It's like, a really weird zigzagging staircase that reaches on forever, and there's like, two million doors.

Doesn't bother you though. In fact, it seems kinda normal. For some reason, this was definitely your house, no matter how weird.

You notice that a lot of the doors are grayed out. Like something out of a video game. Right now, only two are allowed. Stepdad and brother. Not thinking about it, you decide to visit your brother.

Opening the first door to your left, you saw your brother in the middle of a gaming session. You weren't sure what exactly he was playing, gaming was never your thing, and he always yelled at you when you tried.

Your brother noticed you entering and paused his game, which you thought was weird. "Hey Jane!" He said cheerily. "Do you need something?"

"Do I need a reason to see my favorite sibling?" That wasn't what you wanted to say. Well, it was, but it was like someone was speaking for you.

Your brother turned off his game. Odd. He didn't even save. "How's it going?"

"I'm bored...."

He didn't respond. He looked you over once. "Nice. No bra, I like your new style."

Two things. Your clothing choice is not what it usually was. Gone was the sensible sweater and jeans and instead a tight tank top, with the jeans being replaced by...nothing. And more pressingly, your brother is commenting on your body. And you didn't hate it.

"Thanks, it's all for you." You said, leaning forward. "Wanna feel?" This wasn't right. Even if some dark part of you was into this, your brother sure wasn't. Right?

"Jane, Sheldon! Are you up there?" A voice yelled, but you couldn't quite figure out what it was. Not that you could be distracted by voices as your brother's hands touched your most sensitive spots, and you could see a bulge start to grow...and grow...

You started to salivate at the thought...

"WAKE UP!"

You nearly hit your head on the ceiling.

"I'm up, I'm up!" You yelled out. You could hear similar moanings from Sheldon's room. You couldn't remember what you just dreamed about, but you had thoughts of changing your wardrobe in your head...

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Breakfast was silent. Your mother had already left for work, and that left you and Sheldon to stare at each other.

The Smiths had to have been the most boring family in America. Your mom was a super high-powered lawyer who was always working, so you never saw her.

Your brother, Sheldon Smith was a recluse. Spent most of his time in his room, on one of his various screens. You've tried to reach out to him, but he likes to be left alone.

Your stepdad, Oscar Smith, married your mom when you were very young. (You do not remember your birth dad, but Sheldon didn't seem to like him very much.) He's definitely the parent who stepped up, and you treat him like your real dad.

And finally, there was you, Jane Smith. You're nothing special. Aside from the dream powers you have but don't know you have, of course.

Your own musings were interrupted by this look Sheldon gave you. As if he knew something you didn't.
"You okay, Sheldon?"

"Huh?"
"You've been looking at me for a while."

"Oh, just thinking." And without another word, the table went back to silence.

After a day in the most boring school in America, you go home to your boring family and just count the minutes until you go to bed. To do it all over again...