Your sister-in-law walks into the room

The door opens. Your sister-in-law walks in. She sees her naked husband standing next to her naked (literal) body double. “What the hell is going on!? It’s been a week and you’re already cheating on me with some floozy who’s looks like a skank.”

Your brother waves his hands, “It’s not what it looks like! It’s a family spell! It’s a family spell!”

“A family spell? What the fuck are you talking about? And why don’t you look at me skank!?”

You turn around. Your sister-in-law sees her own face. Her own nipples. Her own cute little tattoo above her pussy hair. You say with your own voice, “It’s me. I transformed into you. My brother wasn’t cheating.”

It takes her a sec to recognize your voice. “What…the…fuck…is going on here!?”

Your brother explains, “My family has a spell where we can transform ourselves.”

“Why did he transform into me?”

You don’t want to tell the truth. Admit that you were pathetically **** to see her tits.

Your brother saves you, “I asked him to. I wanted to make money off your likeness. You’re such an attractive woman. Men would pay stacks to see your tits.”

She crosses her arms over her clothed tits, “You know I don’t like to show them. Ever since I grew them, they’ve drawn way too much attention.”

“For good reason,” you say, cupping her tits on your body. “These are God’s finest creation. They’re literally perfect. Big but not comical. Heavy but perky. Aesthetically perfect big pink nipples. There’s a gold mine on your chest.”

“I’m not using my body to make money. I’m not a whore.”

“That’s why I got him to do it,” your little brother explains. “He’ll be the whore. You can be the madame. How much should strange men pay to fuck him?”

You wave your hands. You didn’t sign up to be a literal whore. You just wanted to see these tits.

Your sister-in-law smiles, “Personally I would be a high-class escort only accepting the richest men, but since it’s your brother. I think he should be a discount hooker. Quantity. Lots of quantity.”

She smirks at me, “Get some knee pads. You’re about to suck a lot of dick.”