Elsie and Fiona Prelude

Another big step had been taken. You believed deep in your heart there was real hope for your family. There were a lot of wounds and scars between you all, but also so much of love. The us against the world mentality of your family had seeped into your very marrow. The Bailey's might be incestuous mutants, but god damn it...you were still a family! Crazy as they were they were the only family you had.

Had you been more petty you would have made Fiona squirm some more or even taken some measure of ****. Such things felt...hollow to you. After all of your aunt's confidence building affirmations your only desire now was toward happiness and healing. Would Fiona have forgiven you so quickly had the roles been reversed? Probably not. It made you feel kinda proud knowing you were the bigger man. While this moment had been a huge step, it was still only a step. There would be miles left to go after this before you could truly be at peace with your older sister.

Fiona moves and sits on the edge of Elsie's bed. She adjusts her robe a bit and makes herself comfortable. An arm out behind her she rests back on it, almost posing like some old fashioned movie starlet awaiting her close up. There she waits for her sister.

You look around. Your eyes settle on the only chair in the room, the one at El's computer. You take her gaming chair and roll it to an open corner and spin it around.

"Front row seat huh?" Fiona quips.

"Yeah. I guess. Jesus...this is so fucking weird." You position the chair just so. You would be right there but out of the way.

Fiona laughs. "I can imagine, but it's what she wants. Feel free to tug one out if you want. No one would blame you."

You consider it then grin. "You know, I just might!" There was nothing wrong with that, right? Looking around you soon spot a box of tissue and bring to sit within arms reach of the chair.

Fiona watches you with a smirk. "Well. It is good to know you're not a completely innocent goody-goody. Ya kinda make the rest of us feel like freaks ya know."

You put your hands up. "Hey. No judgement Sis." You then laugh. "And no, I'm not innocent. Remember how it is you found me and brought me into this whole secret world of yours."

"You kinky little peeper." She winks playfully.

"The kinkiest."

She shakes her drying hair and combs it with her hand. "This will be weird for me too. Not the audience part, I'm kind of used to that. But Elsie has let me know in no uncertain terms that she is in charge here tonight. I'm gonna be honest Jesse, I've never done it like this before. Let someone else be in charge. It will be...different." She then smiles to herself as she thinks back on something. "Last time with the family. Wow. End of an era."

"It's going to be for the best." You assure her.

"Oh, I know it." She then bursts into a big guffaw as something strikes her. "Jesus Christ! Never mind Mom, she'll be happy enough with your secondhand whore for a while." You cringe a bit at Fiona talking like that about Allison, as if she wasn't even worthy of a name. "But...oh man! Chloe is going to flip her shit! We've got to break it to her gently."

You think a moment then chuckle along with her. Yeah, your Cousin was not likely to take the news well at all. Telling her the news really ought to be done delicately.

Just then you hear a little rap at the door.

Tap, tap, tap.

You and Fiona both turn your attention in that direction to watch your little sister walk tentatively through the door. You and Fiona both stare open mouthed and wide eyed in disbelief to what you were seeing.

She stood in the doorway, the light from the hallway silhouetting her perfect hourglass figure. This part had been predictable, the rest...not so much.

Elsie had on the most kawaii little Japanese schoolgirl outfit you had ever seen. It was blue and white and in that sort of classic sailor style you had seen on so many anime. She wore a loose bright red neckerchief tied into a big bow. This particular uniform had been sexified. Her thin white shirt was super tight. Her full round breasts stretched the fabric. There was a space between the bottom of her top and the tight waist of the skirt that showed her soft slender midriff. The pleated skirt was extremely short, allowing you to just see the bulge of her white panties poking out the bottom. She had on thigh high stockings that showed off her shapely legs just beautifully. She even had on a pair of indoor shoes that matched the ensemble. Her hair was combed down to the side and a hair clip with a little pink bow held her bangs out of her face.

Her make up was simple and subtle, but there. Her big dark eyes are highlighted. Her plump lips a pleasant glossy pink. A hint of blush across her cheeks. She takes a shuddering breath and gathers her courage.

A bundle of nerves and shyness Elsie forces herself to step into the room. You could plainly see how incredibly flustered she was showing this side of herself to you and Fiona. She looked scared, fragile, ready to bolt at a moments notice. And yet she makes herself take another step in.

She slowly and hesitantly turns around on the spot, giving you both a 360 view of her outfit. You can't help but admire her perky butt peaking out the bottom of her skirt. She comes back around and stop. She brings a hand to her face and nibbles two fingers nervously. Again she waits a moment to let you and Fiona get a really good look at her.

She then says in a tiny timid trembling voice. "I've been a naughty girl."