Last Set Up Then We're Going To School

My mind jumps to the memories I have from a couple days following the infamous 'clown argument'. It was definitely the first confidence booster I needed to unlocking my powers full potential.

I had one week until I had to go back to school, which bummed me out. I was always kind of shy kid and was constantly compared to the ultra popular Cindy Jones. But this year I was more upset when I realized that my new plaything would be going off to start her first year of college. I wasn't upset for long though because I remembered who ultimately controls her future.

I remember it clear as day. It was a Sunday morning and I was sitting at the kitchen table drinking coffee with my father. He was reading work emails on his phone. Mom was standing by the stove cooking up some bacon just as she did every Sunday. For a moment everything felt like it was normal until I look away from my mother's cooking and see Cindy walk into the kitchen. Being able to make her do wacky things in private took some getting used to but having it flaunted around being treated as normal boggled my mind. I stared in disbelief for what must have been about the sixth time as she came into view.

"Morning people." my sister said casually as she strutted into the kitchen in her new every day attire.

She was wearing a dark purple bikini which happen to show more cleavage than the ones I have seen her wear before. My sister was also of course wearing her new trade mark clown make up and wig. Her face had a white base layer, large circles were painted over each eye in light blue, and finally her nose and lips were colored deep red. All of that combined with her usual rainbow colored afro wig was too much for me to bare.

I let out a hearty chuckle while making eye contact with her. Wanting to prevent my plan getting side tracked by a fight, I quickly try to regain my composure.

"Ahem. Sorry Cindy that was rude." I say curtly trying to brush laughing at her under the rug.

She simply smiled at me and said "It's really ok. Thats the whole point. I don't want to be taken seriously."

Her expression's filled with genuine content from being laughed at by her dorky brother. Exploring how my make-up installment has affected her personality was too good to pass up.

"Well it's definitely working. You look ridiculously stupid! I don't think anyone could take you seriously walking around like that." I said and then began to openly laugh out loud at her.

While Cindy replies with a happy giggle, I feel a disgruntled gaze beaming from Mom's eyes. That is when I decided to execute my plan.

"Hey Cindy remember that you decided you're going to enroll for online classes and take them from home? You better get on that before it's too late." I said casually while paying attention to my family's faces and how they adjusted to my power.

While opening the fridge and looking through she replies "Yea the deadlines not for another week, Ive got time."

Then Dad interjected "I don't know why you want to just skip out on the college experience. We can afford the housing costs."

Seeing that Cindy was racking her brain for an answer I stepped in again. "It's cause you feel bad about how you treated me in the past. You want to make it up to me by staying home and spending as much quality with me as possible. Right?"

After pouring a glass of milk and sitting at the table she looked at Dad and said "Yea I really haven't been the nicest sister to him over the years. I feel like I owe it to him to stay home and actually have a good relation ship."

"Ok it's your life. I guess thats sweet." Dad replied, letting it go because doesn't mind saving some money on dorm fees. Mom would have probably said something if she wasn't holding back from starting the clown fight again.

"Speaking of which. You wanna go hang out in your room now? You've been dying to show me your new computer." I said, anxious to get her alone.

She immediately hops up from the table, grabs my hand and pulls me towards the direction of the stares. "Oh yea, Come on it's so cool." She says as I follow her lead.

When we get to her room, she skips to her fancy gaming computer and starts to ramble. I took a second to look around her room. It was much larger than mine. Her queen sized bed made my twin look like a sleeping bag. Her closet could fit two of my wardrobes. This caused me to get angry and I acted on it.

"Cindy cut the crap. We both know why you're really staying home. It's because you've become desperately attracted to me over the past couple of months. Im all you ever think about. You're always snooping around my hamper looking for used underwear and socks to steal. I know that you sniff them while masterbating yourself to sleep every night. You started secretly worshiping because Im so much better than you. You'd do anything just to have any kind of sexual experience with me."

I had to take a second to compose myself because I listed most of those new 'facts' in one breath. I saw my sister sitting silently in her gaming chair, a look of shock and terror formed under her clown make-up. I hopped I didn't break her. I don't know what came over me. I never done anything really sexual with her, I wasn't even 100% sure she would take to it. But I thought to myself 'here goes nothing'

"And you didn't want me in your room to show me your stupid computer. You wanted me here to confess all of this to me." Was the last thing I said before immediately reciting a thousand prayers in her head.

For five more seconds there was nothing but silence and a mind fucked clown. Those were the most brutal seconds of my life. But it led to a life time of joy. My sister suddenly burst off of her chair and fell to her knees. She crawled to me, hugged my legs, and started to cry.

"Oh my God Timmy! Did...Did.. Did I make it THAT obvious!?!? I knew I got greedy with your dirty clothes. But they smell SO good." She was instantly turned into giant a mess. Ive never seen the my high and mighty sister like this.

I patted her on her head a few times. Then I began to speak in a tone that sounded like a parent revealing they knew who was stealing out of the cookie jar the whole time.

"Yes it was really that obvious. I mean you're always spying on me when I take a shower hoping you'll get a glimpse of a my wiener. Also how was I not supposed to notice that you're constantly drawing pictures of dicks and writing 'I <3 Tim's cock' at the bottom of the page."

Sniff..Sniff She looked up at me "You saw all that time?" she asked sounding shame.

"Of course I did. I am better than you after all." Too embarrassed to speak she nods her head pathetically in agreement. I took one step away, freeing myself from her graveling. Then I took a moment to drink in the site before me. My bully sister was reduced to a clown with runny make-up on her knees **** for my dick. I started to slowly pull my sweat pants down and I could see her eyes light up.

"Now as a reward for finally confessing your feelings, Im going to give a taste of what you want. But after this you're going to have to work hard for more." I said as my dick plopped out into the open air.

Cindy was in full heat. She didn't even speak she just nodded her and panted like a dog. I started to wave my semi hard cock around a little.

"You wanna taste my meat-stick huh? You wanna slob on my knob? Come get it! Get Slobbin." I say, calling the bitch she's become.

Cindy scrambled forward and plunged her face into my crotch. She slurped and gargled as she deep throated my cock. I occasionally would grab the base of my dick and wiggle it in her mouth for my own amusement.

"OH MY GOD ITS SO YUMMY!" She cheered as she gasped for air and immediately shoved my dick back in her mouth. While she was going I reached down and scooped one of her tits from out of here bikini. She didn't care, she was in heaven.

When I pushed her head to the base of my dick she looked up to make eye contact with me. I laughed while watching all of her make-up run with tears from crying and gagging, but there is so much of it that it hadn't even begin to reveal her skin. I not only released her from my gagging but I pushed her off my cock completely. She looked up at me confused and sad to be detached from my dick.

"PLEASE TIMMY GIVE ME MORE! PLEASE GIVE ME MORE DICK!" She begged holding her hands together at chest level. Her mouth was plastered with spit. I walked toward her and grabbed from underneath her armpits, then I began to lift.

"Get up." I ordered, partly to boss her around but mostly because I couldn't lift her on my own. She is taller than me after all and I am not particularly strong. But with my boost she practically popped up when she went to stand. I we were now at face level with each other, more or less.

"What are you?" I said in a hushed but aggressive voice.

She looked nervous yet in bliss from being able to finally see and even touch my dick.

"I.. umm..Immmm" It was clear she didn't know what I wanted to hear and was too scared to give the wrong answer. She was so worried I would take away the privilege I gave her. I quickly reached down and cupped her pussy. I rubbed over the thin layer of her bikini.

"You respond with 'Im just a stupid clown'" I said while getting closer to her face. I was carful not to just tell her that she was a clown, with my power that could have killed the moment if she just started a circus act.

After I asked again she answered "Im just a stupid clown!" while she screeched through her moans. I had her repeat it a few times before pushing her onto the bed. Then I took off her bottom and spread her legs wide. I get on top and start to push the tip of my dick in and she moaned louder than before. Finally we were fucking. I started to get in rhythm and soon the whole bed shook. We were looking each other in the eyes.

"How does anyone ever take you seriously?" I asked her while breathing heavy from plowing her whole.

She moaned a bit more before saying "I don't know! I don't deserve to be! I'm clown! A stupid fucking clown!" I laughed at her response which Im pretty sure made her buck faster.

She started to reach for max speed humping and went crosseyed as she came "IM A STUPID FUCKING CLOWN!!" she screamed. She squirted all over my pelvis and her pretty pink bed comforter.

After that I took her from a couple positions and ended up in doggy. She was still chanting about being a clown even though her face was smooshed into the mattress. Somehow her giant wig stayed secure to her head.

But then we hear a voice call from the outside. "Cindy enough with this clown obsession! That is it I am coming in and we are taking off that make up." It was Mom and we had no time to react. She barged into the room looking to end Cindy's clowning days.

Cindy lifted her face from the mattress. Her make up had left a stain that looked perfectly like a face on the covers. Mom looked at us in absolute horror and I was looking back rather calm. It was now or never and my thought process is if I could control her I win and if I couldn't, wed get kicked out of the house but id still have Cindy.

1 hour Later

"Oh Timmy I am so sorry we forgot to have your coronation day!" Mom said with genuine sorrow.

Mom, Cindy, and I were seated in the living room. I sat on the middle cushion with my arms crossed and was naked as the day I was born. My mom sat to my right, she was still clothed by was not bothered by my appearance at all. In fact, she tenderly stroked my hard dick as she spoke.

Finally there was Cindy. She was now fully naked as well but she was sat on the floor in front of me. My left foot was stretched into the air and held by my sister. She stuck her tongue all the way out and forcefully rubbed my foot all over her face. The stupid sounding moans she was making were muffled every time she leaned forward.

My sister occasionally stuck my toes in her mouth. She would run her tongue between them and would sometimes gag on all five. When she wasn't sucking on them, I enjoyed smothering her nose with my toes. I swear she had a mini orgasm with each sniff.

Her face and the front of her hair was drenched in sweat and slobber, her make-up was reduced to a light blur of paint across her face. SNIIIIIIF "Oooh Timmy your feet stink sooo goood." She praised me before getting back to licking.

"I promise we will hold the ceremony soon as your father comes back from the store." Mom reassured me as she continued to slowly jack me off. I remained silent, and tried to act offended.

Mom spoke up once again.

"How could we have possibly forgotten that the day an only son turns 18 he gains absolute authority over his family. We've been your royal subjects for so long and didn't realize it! I can't believe we robbed you of your special day! I'm so sorry, honey."

At this point it sounded more like she was beating her self up rather than trying to make me feel better. I loved every word of it.

Just then the front door opened and Dad called out to us.

"OK everyone I'm back with everything we need! Let's have a coronation ceremony!"

15 Minutes Later

Still naked and seated on the couch I felt at true peace for the first time in my life. I was in complete control, no one could tease me or make me feel lesser than my family.

"Ahehehem" Mod cleared her throat. She was now standing over to my right side. I had to lean my head all the way back to see her face. Her amazon body was concealed by a trench coat as were Dad and Cindy who stood toward the back of the room facing me.

"We are gathered here today to celebrate our only son Timmothy Jones' belated 18th birthday and conduct his official coronation as king of this house hold!"

Mom's declaration was loud enough to be heard throughout the whole house. Dad and Cindy clapped and cheered in response to her announcement.

When the cheers died down she started to speak again.

"We will begin with our individual vows of service! Cindy Jones! Step Forward!"

I kind of wanted to tell her to stop yelling but they looked like they were having fun. My sister walked up until she was two step away from. Her make-up had been reapplied and was once again in her full clown glory. Mom turned to face Cindy and continued the ceremony

"Do you, Cindy, accept your brother as your King and pledge to serve him without question?"

Cindy looked at Mom and then back to me with a smile.

"I do." she replied.

Mom also began to grin and carried on

"Present yourself and proclaim your new role!"

Cindy removed her trench coat and it fell to the ground. She was wearing a lingerie set with a polkadot pattern on the braw and panties. She also wore thigh high white stalkings. After about a second, she kneeled down, looked right at me, and began making her own declaration.

"I, Cindy Jones, swear to serve my brother as his royal fool-fuck slut! I live to entertain and drain your nut sack!"

My sister then leaned forward and gave each of my balls a fat smooch followed by my cock before shuffling over a few paces and looking back to Mom.

Mom then had my father walk up in a similar fashion. He dropped his coat after he agreed to serve me and I chuckled at the result. My large and muscular father was stood in front of me wearing nothing but a pair of bright pink panties. His large, yet flaccid, bulge strained his underwear to the brink of ripping. However when he was told to present himself to me, he did not kneel. Instead he lowered his panties around his thighs, bringing his rather impressive cock into view.

"I, Greg Jones, pledge to serve my son as his dedicated cuckold. I swear to never touch any women or my own penis without his explicit permission."

I gave Mom a nod and she grabbed a chastity cage that laid on a coffee table next to the couch. After she firmly secured it around Dad's meat he fixed hiked his panties back up and kneeled on the opposite side of Cindy.

Mom the turned to face me directly. She removed her robe and revealed her amazon like body. She wore the very same nipple-tassels she had on this morning, when she woke me up. A red G-sting covered her pussy instead of the booty shorts. Her big tits jiggled with every slight motion.

"I, Kelly Jones, pledge to be your loving wife and personal three-whole'd MILF slut. Please take my former husband's place in the marital bed and use me to your cock's content."

Mom the stepped forward and straddled me on the couch. Her large stature completely swallowed up my below average frame. I moved my hands to push her gigantic jugs together as we passionately made out. My mom reached behind and grabbed my throbbing erection. She then simultaneously lined my cock up wither pussy and used it to push the thin string blocking her entrance. As soon as the tip of my cock made its way into her pussy, Mother started bouncing vigorously. The loud smacks of her meaty ass hitting my thighs echoed through the room. I moved my right hand way from her tit and gripped her ass. The moment I stuck my finger into her asshole was the very first time I actually felt like a king.

Cindy and Dad watched from either side. They moved onto all fours and began to chant

"ALL HAIL KING TIM! ALL HAIL KING TIM!" they cried over and over.

Finally, I came inside my mother's pussy. While still sitting on my softening cock, my mother took hold of my face with both hands, looking me dead in the eye she softly said "Long may he cum."

BACK TO TODAY

So here I am, days later after my official take over. I played around with different fun roles for everyone. I decided to drop Cindy's clown persona for a little while. I enjoyed how it instantly crumbled her all-mighty persona, but she is to beautiful to hide her face forever . Currently she was convinced that her purpose was to please me with her asshole. Her whole life's mission (which really began two days ago) fits well with the name my family now believes she had since birth. As far as they know there never was a 'Cindy Susan Jones'. My parents gave brith to 'Butt-Slut Brother-Fucker Jones'. Right now she was probably in her bathroom "brushing" her butthole with a tooth brush. She thinks that she has always used toothpaste as lube to keep her whole minty fresh for me. Now that I decided on going to school, I won't be around to fill her needy back door. I'll have to fill her in on how to pass the time on my way out. I'm thinking her day will probably consist of picking up a marble with her asshole, holding it in for a lap around the house, and then plopping it out to repeat the process.

Dad was off at work where he acted normal. When he comes home he'll strip out of all his clothes except the panties he wore under his slacks, making sure to not touch his caged cock. Then he will clean the house from top to bottom. It'll probably take a little longer than it should because his thoughts of me fucking his wife will make his dick chub up against the cage and cause him to wince in pain. I don't punish him as long as the work gets done.

I know I could use my power to secure an even larger income than my father makes. I just simply enjoy sending Dad to his office caged, secretly wearing panties, and having nothing to look forward to but cleaning up after his loser son's debauchery when he gets home. When his chores are done and he is dismissed for the night, he retires to Cindy's closet where he sleeps. I had decided to turn my old room into a gaming den, denying him the privilege of having a bed. Although, I'm not a merciless tyrant. Waiting for him on the floor is a box containing an iPad, lotion, and the key to his chastity cage. Every night he unlocks himself and repeatedly jacks off to various videos of the fun I've been having until he passes out. When his alarm goes off in the morning, he simply puts the cage back on and starts his day.

Yea life was great. I start to think of what kind of fun I can stir up at school. I think I want to take a more subtle approach rather than just installing my reign. Having a girlfriend might be fun, and I bet dating my cougar of a principle would have some perks.

[Author's Note: Please feel free to write your own chapter's on any of my story branches or original stories. They do not have to follow the same exact plot/direction or include all of the characters as my work (you can act as if they never existed). I love my work getting picked up by others and seeing what they have to offer]