Pull Becky aside and test your new 'sister synergy' bond by suggesting something naughty

As Rick turns back to the stove, his shoulders tense with unresolved guilt, you catch Becky's eye across the kitchen island. Something electric passes between you—a new awareness that wasn't there before. You tilt your head slightly toward the hallway, and without a word, she understands.

"I need to show Becky where you keep the extra towels," you announce to Rick, your voice a perfect blend of innocence and mischief. "She totally got her hair all wet in the shower."

Rick grunts noncommittally, focused on not burning the pancakes. "Linen closet. End of the hall."

You grab Becky's hand, giggling as you pull her down the hallway. The moment you're out of Rick's earshot, you duck into a guest bathroom, pulling her in behind you and locking the door. The space is smaller than the master bath but still luxurious—marble countertops and gold fixtures gleaming under soft recessed lighting.

"Oh my god, can you feel it?" you whisper excitedly, bouncing on your toes, your enhanced D-cups jiggling under Rick's borrowed t-shirt. "It's like... I can totally feel what you're feeling!"

Becky's eyes widen with wonder. The sophisticated executive is completely gone now, replaced by this girlish version who matches your mannerisms perfectly. "I was just thinking that! It's like we're psychic twins or something!"

You press your palms against hers, a childish gesture that somehow feels significant. "Let's test it. Think of something naughty about Daddy."

Becky closes her eyes, her lips curving into a mischievous smile. Almost instantly, an image flashes through your mind—Rick bent over her desk at her office, taking her from behind while she pretends to work on a conference call.

"Oh my god!" you squeal, slapping your hand over your mouth. "You want him to do you at work!"

Becky's eyes fly open, her mouth forming a perfect 'O' of surprise. "How did you know that? That's exactly what I was thinking!"

You bounce excitedly, clapping your hands. "The app totally worked! We're like, connected now!"

"What app?" Becky asks, tilting her head curiously.

You freeze momentarily before giggling and waving your hand dismissively. "Oh, just this sister bond quiz thing I took. Not important! What's important is that we should totally mess with Daddy."

"How?" Becky asks eagerly, completely unbothered by the fact that 'Daddy' is her actual father whom she was engaging in corporate mergers with just yesterday.

You lean in conspiratorially, whispering your plan into her ear. As you speak, you can feel her excitement building through your new connection, her arousal mingling with yours until it's hard to tell where your desires end and hers begin.

"He'll totally freak," she giggles when you finish explaining. "But, like, in the best way!"

"That's the point, silly!" You tap her nose playfully. "Daddy thinks he can go back to normal after last night. We need to show him our new normal is way more fun!"

Becky nods enthusiastically, any traces of her former corporate self completely erased by the Sister Synergy upgrade. "I love our new normal! Having a sister is the best!"

You squeeze her hands, feeling a rush of affection that's partly engineered by the app but feels completely genuine. "Let's do it then. Operation Make Daddy Squirm starts now!"

The two of you share one more conspiratorial giggle before unlocking the bathroom door, ready to return to the kitchen and implement your newly hatched plan.

08:25 | Sunday 3 Aug 2025 | Rick's Penthouse, London