Getting Ready

As I made my way out of my bed, I couldn’t help but think to that strange weirdness I felt moments ago as I stared at my pet sister. She was always the eager cum-slut that begged me for impregnation and ate my leftover dinner from off the floor. Maybe I was just becoming separated from myself when I became the world owner just the other day.

I landed gracefully on my feet and stopped at my full-length mirror connected to my closet door. I looked just the same as I did when I got home from school.

My full natural D cups jiggling with each twist of my hips. My youthful looks still felt incredible on my 36 year old body. Looking down I noticed my child-bearing hips looking quite puffy as of late. Perhaps I should go on a diet. A triple decker cheeseburger instead of the normal double decker hamburger I usually get at school.

The outfit I had on was my normal Tuesday wear. The Yang cosplay outfit from RWBY with enough room to showcase my erect nipples and a crotch less window to show all those bitches my impeccable 11” love sausage. I know most boys wore Ruby or Blake outfits in order to showcase their scrumptious titties, but I had a soft spot for Yang. What with her having the smallest rack in the show.

I cupped my hands under my udders, contemplating on whether I wanted to change my cup size or not.

I ended up not as I simply didn’t want to deal with them getting in the way at school.

I undressed myself and started to admire myself in the mirror. I had quite the dynamite boys body. A slapped my luscious booty, admiring the jiggling response it produced.

I willed myself clean instead of taking a shower. Although the thought of watching my sister bathing didn’t immediately bring me to full hardness. Being able to watch my sister suck me off and going back to licking her own vagina will forever be special moment in my memories as the first thing I did with my powers.

I thought on what I wanted to wear today and thought a simple, casual outfit would be more than enough.

I opened my dresser and took out a jar of peanut butter and a spoon. I dipped the spoon in the peanut butter and started to lather the substance over my areolas. I could use my powers to do this, but it felt so good putting on my clothes.

I then took an extra-large spoonful and stuck it up my asshole, or as my Home-Ec teacher, Mr. Fuckallot, would say ‘penis holder’, so my sister has something to eat during breakfast.

“John Doe, do not make me cum up your slutty mouth and have you **** on five trucker penis’s. Come down here and have breakfast.”

The voice of my mother sang from my open doorway as I was getting to involved with my personal dressing. I put the peanut butter and spoon back in my dresser and ran, or daintily pranced, towards my bedroom door.

I stopped and took one last look at my bedroom. I didn’t change anything from yesterday as I quite liked how my room looked already.

From the pink wallpaper to the hundreds of hardcore porn DVDs that lined the shelves, it was my own personal sanctum.

I quickly shut the door and went downstairs for breakfast.