Next program, next target

The sounds of steps down the stairs took the teen out of his stupor, seeing the news program end with its usual jingle. He got up just in time for his other two siblings enter the frame, already bickering at this our of the morning: Chelsea and Emmnet.

Well, James mother had 3 kids, so why did he got 3 other siblings? Chelsea was adopted, not too long ago mind you, but she had been part of the family for quite the time. It was kind of a wholesome scenario as James really found noble of his mom to give another girl the chance of being part of a family, it was cute at times. Because most of the times he really wanted to just forget that she existed.

Chelsea was good looking, high cheekbones, strong and confident look, followed by the body of a runway model. Long legs, an athletic stomach that contrasted nicely to her more slender curves, pitch black hair that looked gorgeous even on bad days - and her biggest winning feature: her lips. Chelsea's were made in a way that mixed in succulence with shape, her mouth forming a heart shape on which her bottom lips were slightly more pronounced than her upper lips, giving it a luscious kissable look.

Emmnet was basically the opposite of her runway model sister. An year older than James, same as Chelsea, she was the tallest one in the family at 6'2". Her tall frame never really translated into making her body shape the way she always wanted to, since Emmnet was lacking in curves both up at top and on her lower half - this being her biggest insecurity. So in order to cope, she was much more confrontational and harsh, especially to James since he always kind of bickered with her.

"Em! Take that back! I am not robbing your clothes!"

"You are! Tell me a single reason why my leggings were stretched? I also found a hole in one of my jackets last week and-"

"Girls! Already bickering? At this hour of the morning? Please just have breakfast."

"Okay... Mom."

"Fine, Mom. But Chelsea started this."

James not even received a single hello from his sisters, only getting glances of acknowledgement from Emmnet and a cheery wave from Chelsea, while he half ate his pancakes in relative silence. His arousal was creeping around his line of thought, and after just swapping his brother, his mind also scurried on how to basically "fix" his sisters.

The TV was still relevant enough to warrant him just looking at it, annoyed at Chelsea getting the channel and flicking over to find her favorite morning program. He never really paid any attention, but now it at least got him to check if there was anything worth swapping. Soon, his eyes scanned over what was basically a special time of program, being one of those many filthy rich socialites talking to audiences on house renovations and other boring things.

"Hey, Chelsea. What is it the name of this show again?"

"Huh? It's... The Wonder World of Estates? With Avery Donaldson? The best reality show in this planet? Have you ever paid attention to the world, Jamie?"

"Never bothered much. Say, weird question here, but is this Avery Donaldson woman the owner of something? I kind of heard her name before..."

"She owns basically half of the Real Estate here, bozo. It's her whole deal."

James glared at Emmnet, who was smirking at him, being cheeky about stating the obvious. But that just sparked his interest in the show, deciding to swap another non physical swap, this time he knew what to focus on.

The vertigo swooned over his figure, with James dealing better with it after the second swap, the sensation lasting no more than a second before he looked down on his plate and nearly yelped. His breakfast was entirely different! And the modest kitchen table was now a much more lavish one, framed in a dining area bustling with maids and butlers instead of just his immediate family. His clothes hadn't actually changed, but the teen knew the material felt different, it was as if he could feel the price tags on his clothes.

He looked around and saw Chelsea and Emmnet, both decked out in lavish garbs: with Chelsea being the more pompous outfit. James was not exactly a clothes expert, but he could easily sport a Gucci or smell something fancy like Coco Chanel and Chelsea was flaunting her wealth.

"Something's got your eye, little bro? You look... Spooked."

"Yeah, Jamie. What's your deal?"

"Uhm, nothing I guess? I just think I'd preferred pancakes...?"

"Why haven't you asked for that earlier?"

James finds the change rather tame, but feeling in surprisingly more excited at how much his life changed, he was rich! Well, since he swapped wealth from that Avery Donaldson socialite with his sister Chelsea, technically she was the rich one. But it seems like Chelsea shared her money with her family, which was amazing, to say the least.

Emmnet finished her breakfast and left it on the table, merely just walking out and pinching James nose on her way out, which annoyed him. No matter the changes, that girl always antagonizes him! But what caught him off guard was how his other sibling scurried over next to him.

"Marcela! Could you get my brother some pancakes? I'd like some too if you could cook it for us."

"Uhm, yeah. Please."

His sister ordered a maid around, much to his embarassment since he never had maids around, at most cleaning ladies once in a blue moon, but it was not the same thing. Chelsea fixed her raven hair, now styled in a trendy wavy bob as her hands found James thighs, slowly caressing him - bringing him out of his stupor and flaring his arousal even more.

"Jamie... It's been a while since I dropped any new video content, and my followers are a bit eager. They love to see my mouth wrap around something... Can I please suck you again for my Only Fans? Just for a tiny teensie bit?"

Now that was the trick to the whole deal. It seems not only like his arousal influenced his reality swapping power, but rather extended and affected how the outcome turned out. Chelsea's wealth had to come from somewhere and now it seems she was not just an Only Fans star, but one of the wealthiest in any sense of the word, basically the definition of a Porn Star. Her words clouded James judgement, making his bulge slowly grow in size, making it noticiable enough for Chelsea's hands to fondle and grope softly, earning her some groans out of her step-brother.