Ignoring the doorbell entirely (in the same arrogant fashion your sister probably would) you go back into your sister's room and straight to her laptop. You've always viewed her pink barbie-like computer with derision, but at least it has a webcam, and you sure aren't going to send images of your sister through 'your' machine!
"I suppose I should cover up at first," you say wistfully, and pull out a simple summer dress. Easy to get into, easy to get out of. But since pictures in a bikini might go over well you put on a powder blue barely-there bikini before donning the sundress. Eyeing your sister's face in the mirror you wonder if you should attempt make-up. Deciding that you don't have the skill anyway, and seeing that the laptop has booted up, you abandon the idea and sit down.
"No password? Sue, you dummy, anyone can get into your files this way!"
You're tempted to change her setup, to add a secure password, a good firewall, and a host of other improvements, but you still can't believe that you'll be in her body for long anyway, so decide to get down to business.
With the webcam activated and programmed to take periodic pictures you stand up and strike a few poses: normal pose from various angles, a few more provocative poses with butt and breasts thrust out, then strip to the bikini and repeat.
Then you pause, wondering if that's enough, or if you should go further. Any of those jobs would probably mean some nudity, but you hesitate to do so.
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