Failed Stealth Checks, and cleaning the evidence

A.N: Anything in this (is something that Vincent/you remember from this new timeline) and this [is for stuff that contradicts the new timeline from the timeline where Vincent is an only child]

You lay there, naked and cuddled up to Amber, for a few moments as you try and trace the 'what the fuck' day you've just had. The morning had started out normal enough, you got up and showered, brushed your teeth, brushed your hair, shaved your pits and crotch area, (applied a little foundation and skin blend to hide your pimple like R***** taught you to), went down to eat breakfast, ('fought' with Amber over who got the last piece of bacon while D****** laughed and R***** messed about with her phone while V******* got dressed), Tooled around on your('s and Amber's) computer, got bored and went to the coffee shop (you hugged Amber before you left and promised V******* that you would drive safe). Woah, your new memories are really beginning to fuck with your old ones. A worry sprung into your mind, what if you forgot your old life for this new one? There really isn't much you can do about that, but at least your new life was notably better than your old one. Then again, you wrote a bunch of caveats about your new(?) sisters that made it much more pleasant than if you had just rolled the dice on them so to speak.

Huh, you wonder idly if you 5 ever played Pathfinder together? Eh, thoughts for later, you figure.

Your hand moves up and down Amber's spine, her ample tits pressed into your side, as you think through your next course of action, her tiny snores cute and only a touch distracting (since you had gotten used to snoring a long time ago).

You took stock of the time you had left, a little less than an hour and twenty minutes before the nudism 'curse' you placed on your family kicks in. You could write in some rules to make your relationship with Amber look natural to everyone, but you didn't really want to do that yet. You wanted to feel the thrills of an illicit relationship with her for a while before you alter it to be a mundane one. It was a little selfish of you, sure, but you('ve been there for her for years)/[basically made her] so you feel that you can be a touch selfish. What is really up in the air now is if you want to much about more with the book in the hopes of further sweetening this new life you have, or to alter some stuff on a larger scale. After all, everything that humanity touches, you can alter to a big extent since almost every place is covered by the term organization. Though, perhaps you should just interact with your family for a while, get to know them better before you 'get to know' their bodies better.

That settles it, you have to hang with your [new] family before your alter them any further. Now you just needed a plan to get out of Ambers warm and soft embrace, preferably without waking her up since she looked so darn cute right now.

Turns out, getting out of a cute girls embrace is harder than the Casanovas of the television world make it look. Her arms were loose and soft when you were lying still and accepting the cuddles like a good little spoon, but the second you started to move her arms started to hold you tighter. Her form, as lithe and thin as she looked, was deceptively strong. You think that she was easily twice as strong as the old-you was before the rule change. You weren't a fitness buff or anything, but you could lift 5 gallons of water with a little bit of difficulty. Sure even as strong as she was you could easily just bull rush through it and get out if you wanted to. But you were trying to keep her asleep too, so you tried to sneak your way out using a pillow substitution, but it didn't work! In the end, you had to admit defeat and gently shook Amber's shoulder.

After a few tries, she opened her eye's slowly. As she got a better look at you her eyes shot open for a moment. Amber looked down at your mutual nakedness before flushing at the memories that you made just a few minutes ago. (Amber really gets to sleep a bit too easily, especially after such a small workout. Even with your Rule, she only gets C's in P.E because of it.)

"s-So it... wasn't just another dream?" Another? Hmm, it seems that she wanted this for a while, huh?

"No. What h-happened was real," you attempt to exude confidence, and fail a little, "it really happened."

You stalled for a moment, the passion of your first time not smoothing over your weakness around cute girls, before leaning in and giving Amber a kiss. You held it there for a moment, long enough for her to register and kiss back a little. Her returning kiss was a little hesitant at first, but it quickly lost that and became smoother. She wasn't as technically skilled as Kate was, but just Amber being Amber made it better than any you ever had. Her lips were softer, her actions more energised, and the smile that she had while you kissed added something as well.

You pick up after a minute, "A-a-and... it was really wonderful. I don't regret it one millibit."

You felt a playful shove at that, her giggling at you.

"G-good god Vince. That was really lame."

It seems that you didn't remember to make yourself a smooth operator with the ladies.You figure that it will come with practice.

As you thought that, you felt the soft lips that you were rapidly growing familiar with. The suple strangeness of them slowly disappearing over time. You were not a great kisser, you admit, but you don't think that Amber minds much.

"It was also really sweet." She says with an earnest smile. It quickly becomes something of a mischievous grin, her confidence slowly returning as this becomes more and more real.

Her face takes a rapid down turn just before she came back to herself, a pondering and confused look. "So... what do we do now? I mean... I don't want to give up on us... but our family.. oh god, our family..."

You, with a confidence that only a man with godlike power could possess, pull her into a hug and say, "Let me handle that Amber. It will take a while and a lot of careful planning..." Or a Rulebook that could alter reality, but you're not sure how she would take that.... Actually... Are you falling into the trap that Anime protags fall into by hiding this from her? You're still not sure if there is something or someone out there who are going to be mad at your blatant reality bending... but if that was the case, then doesn't Amber deserve to know?

Shit, your dramatic pause is rapidly turning into an awkward pause. Quick, Shonen some shit up!

Dashing smile... not check, you're still too lame to pull a protagonist's smile yet, but your learning... with some minuses.

"... but I am sure that I can find something or some way that all of us can smile on, even though they might not approve of us, even if I have to seduce them all! I'll do it, so... so we can see where this is going, Amber."

There, it wouldn't work on most girls....

A pillow hits your face. Oh, wait, that's her tit. She is laughing at you, (she always had a nice laugh,) hugging your head and rubbing the top affectionately.

"God, were you trying to sound like a Shonen Protag there for a moment. Vince, you are too much of a cinnamon roll to pull that off. What's next, Nakama power?"

You know, this would be a good time to tell Amber about the Rulebook if you wanted to. Amber and you were a lot alike, (sometimes the rest of your sisters would joke that you two were the true twins,) so could perhaps take it better than the rest of them. Shit, she might even be grateful for it! Plus, your genre savvy nature is telling you that keeping this a secret could bite you in the ass later if you're not in a Battle Manga, but a Slice of Life work. You know that your life isn't a manga, but it sure feels like it nowadays. You know it is the right thing to do...

But you didn't want to risk her hating you...

"Heh, nothing so convoluted. Just a little bit of elbow grease and a lot of guts. Just leave it to me... because I lo-like you, Amber," It was hard to get the words out because you didn't want to give her the wrong idea, "but between us.... I have better people skills." And it was true, your new memories supplied. Where you might be noted and bullied as a dork, your sister was outright a weirdo. You had the barest graces of socialization, and Amber wasn't that good with new people. If it is just family, then she can talk circles around you if the conversation is casual, but when things get serious Amber get nervous and stuttering.

"H-Hey! T-T-That's not fair!" The way her hands almost went to her mouth to chew her nails is proof enough.

She deflates, "Yeah... ok, I leave getting them to go along with this in your wheelhouse."

Then your sister does a 180, becoming perkier... like her boobs as she squishes them between her arms without noticing.

"That just means that I will get to plan our first date!"

Huh, you never thought of the dating part of this. You didn't want your sister(s) to just be a fucktoy(ies) for you... but you never thought about the part beyond getting your dick inside of her (them).

You try not to let the crisis that is rapidly blooming inside of you as you think of a million different ways you could screw up your date and make her hate you forever-

"Pfffft, V-Vince, hehe, calm down. You look constipated like that! You're clearly overthinking it."

Her soft hand brushes your face, pulling your head down to meet her eyes. She lands a quick kiss on your nose, clearly aiming for your mouth and missing by the look in her eye. She just rolls with it.

"You don't need to be a player for me. Y-you," she looks down to her womanhood, seeing it dribbling out the last drops of your cum, "You already swept me off of my feet and made me feel like the luckiest girl in the world. I loved it when you did that, but don't feel pressured into doing that every day! I don't want to date some casanova, Vince... I want you, in all your nerdy and dorkish glory."

Huh, somehow it is raining inside. No, those are your tears, never having been complimented like that. In a burst of passion, you press yourself against Amber and kiss her again. No thought is given to technique, as only gratitude and lust drive this one forward. Stunned only for a moment, your sister returns your passion sedately and places her arm around your neck. You ended it before you lost another 20 minutes to Amber. As much as it pains you to leave her, you need to go and meet with the rest of your family.

So you interject some reality to this Rom-Com turning into Hentai environment.

"Hey, sis," hoping that using her **** fetish might make her listen more, "I would love to go another round... but I don't want to push our luck. We need to get dressed and spill a drink on your bed so that we can wash the sheets. "

She nods, albeit reluctantly. Geez, what the hell kind of libido does she have!?!

"Yeah, you're right... I don't think that they will connect the dots quickly, but if we leave the room stinking like..." she whispers the next part, flushing wildly as she says it, "Sex, then our sisters are bound to catch on. Eventually."

With that said, the two of you put on your old clothes after a quick shared shower. As much as you wanted to be more... through, with bathing Amber, you are not sure how much longer you have until either Dinner or one of your other sisters comes in for something that they need. You two took the sheets in with you, since you have a washer and dryer in a closet in your bathroom (since you were 11 and Mom got sick of washing all of your clothes, so she taught you how to wash all of your clothes, with an extra session on how to take care of bras and panties), so Amber's sheets were soon getting cleaned. However, since you were a guy you got clean faster and soon were dry and dressed. You were finishing up by taking a piss when there was a knock on the door.