My twin sister

Who else could it be but my twin sister. She is always in the need of cash, so she probably looked inside the casket when I was gone in hopes of money. But why would she take the key? There's no way she knows about the chastity cage. I'm certain she didn't see it me in the shower.

My mother named my sister Rose the moment she was born. Which was only a few minutes before me and for some reason she always has to make a comment about it when we're arguing. We've always had our disagreements and conflicts and it only got worse in highschool as she started to completely ignore me. Eventhough our personalities are polar opposites we do actually share a lot of similarities. The doctors thought we were identical twins before they looked at my genitals. We have the same height, hair and eye color. We even share the same petite build. Her body does have more curves than mine, but I could eazily pass as her when looking from behind.

We both went to the same highschool and attended the same year but luckily we didn't share any classes. She thrived in highschool and made a ton of friends. Whereas I was a complete loner and the few friends I did make I rarely speak to now. The bullying made everything worse and nothing I did to prevent it from past experience worked. I remember some of the bullys I had classes with would just refuse to acknowledge me as a boy. They started referring to me as the younger sister and would mock me by saying I had a fatter ass than my twin sister.

As I stand infront of my mirror thinking back I can't help but turn 90° too get a better view of my ass. Using my two index fingers I slowly lift it from underneath. The soft skin feels almost caressed. I release my fingers and watch as the cheeks slighty jiggle from falling back in place. My ass is a bit on the bigger side but I'd rather have a plump ass than the fat going straight to my stomach.

I throw on some loose fitting clothes before I head out of my room. As I walk out into the dimly lit corridor connecting all the rooms I can hear water running from the bathroom aswell as a slight humming of some obscure melody. Probably my sister taking a bath as its rare for my mother to be home at this time. The sooty wooden floor creak with every step as I shuffle down the corridor. I can see a sliver of light escaping my sisters room as I get closer. Stopping infront of the door I give it a light push and it opens in one smooth motion.