Kiss and Makeup

Right as you’re about to reach bliss Gwen completely releases you and pulling her lips away from your covered pussy. Huffing and puffing on trembling legs you lean back into the wall as your devious succubus of a sister finally gives you a reprieve. “W-what the fuck Gwen?!” You gasp trying to catch your breath the fire in your cheeks burnng intensely. Were you more angry for her toying with you too far, or for not going far enough? Your mouth was left watering as she edged you to your limit and you barely had the capacity not to completely throw away your decency and finish the job yourself right there.

Fixing her ruffled hair as she composed herself Gwen smiled coyly as she admired her handiwork. “Honestly it’s not my fault. You’re so weak to even the slightest touch and you’re making so many cute little noises. I couldn’t help but play with you a little.” She giggled, making your face burn hot.

“That is no excuse!” you pouted crossing your arms to hide your nipples poking through your shirt. “…a-and what the hell is the point of this dumb bra anyway?” you mumbled making Gwen laugh again. Your sulking began to fade as curiosity took its place wondering what Gwen was up to now as she searched her wardrobe. When she turned around with a box opened to show you it’s contents you unfurled your arms and your mouth opened in shock. “Wait, I only needed an outfit!”

Gwen snickered evily as she approached you menacingly, “Relax, this will be fun.” Her words lingered with an imposing sweetness as she took you by the wrist, and led you to her makeup mirror. She sat you down on her stool while her eyes sparkled with glee “This is my only chance to enjoy having a sister and I’m taking it. Laid out on the table were the contents of her box, powders, paint, lipstick, and all other sort of things you didn’t know the names of.

Was some small part of you excited to wear makeup? No that can’t possibly be, and yet as soon as Gwen got to work, you sat there perfectly still like an obedient doll following all her instructions as she transformed you. Time seemed to fly before Gwen stepped away admire her work and smiled. “Oh yeah now you look, hot.” Gwen bit her finger slightly as she checked you out. When you turned to the mirror to see for yourself you were stunned to see the babe staring back at you. Fuck if you were cute before you looked drop dead gorgeous.

“Gwen t-this is too much. Shouldn’t I be trying not to avoid erm… unwanted attention?” you wanted to complain but you were also to infatuated with your reflection and your voice wavered with uncertainty.

Gwen like a serpent slunk to your side and moved your blonde locks away from your neck. “Admit it” she whispered in your ear sending a shiver down your spine. “It turns you on to be dolled up like a slut, doesn’t it?” As you looked in the mirror your immaculate reflection made your heart beat. The way you were dressed, what you were wearing underneath, the thick sleek eyelashes, eye shadow, your ruby painted lips, both your fingernails and toenails painted to match your new lipstick, you even smelled sweet, and to top it all off your nipples were defiantly showing through your shirt again. You couldn’t even deny Gwen if you wanted to.

As Gwen giggled and kissed your neck gently you couldn’t help but swoon and moan a bit, “Mmm fuck Gwen are you helping me or just sabotaging me?” you asked biting your bottom lip making Gwen chuckle again.

“Oh I dunno, a little bit of both I suppose.” Gwen smiled mischievously. “We might as well have a little bit fun with this too right? This is probably a once in a life time thing after all.” Gwen played with your hair, before putting it in a bun behind your head with a scrunchy save for one alluring lock of gold hair hanging over your face in the perfect position. With that your transformation into slutty college freshman was complete.

“I can always count on my dependable big sis.” Your heavy tone oozed sarcasm as you blushed while standing in the full body mirror analyzing your transformation with your heart pounding.

“Of course you can.” Gwen returned your sarcasm with a coy smile as she stood behind you admiring your reflection as well. Gwen just made you 110% fuckable in a challenge not to get impregnated for 48 hours. Fantastic.