The Morning Of

“John, wake up you’ll be late for school!”

I heard my mom shout from the downstairs kitchen. Not overly enthused about getting out of bed, I snuggled up comfortably in my blankets in order to get five more minutes of sleep.

It was at this moment that my door opened and a large mass jumped onto my sleeping form.

“Lil bro! Lil bro! Get up or you can’t take me to school.”

I opened my eyes to see my older sister staring down at me from all fours. She was completely naked as I made her be yesterday. I thought back to her usual outfit that consisted of a skimpy maid outfit and top hat combo.

Suddenly, I felt an overpowering urge of weirdness cross my mind as I looked at my sister. Something seemed off. But she was her usual self, minus the clothing.

She still had her tan skin, her blue eyes, and her swishing golden retriever tail. My eyes left her dangling breasts to the collar around her neck that had her label of ‘Sister Slut’.

“C’mon bro! You need to get up.” My sister jumped down from the bed and sprinted an all fours out the door. I chuckled to myself as I begrudgingly got out of bed.