Your sister

I am just about to dig into what was potentially incestual masturbation when mom's cellphone buzzes again.

"Hey, mom. Did the chores. Anything else you need?"

I give off that mischievous grin as I text back.

"Yeah. Can you come over here real quick?" I don't know why she was buying it. Maybe it wasn't that obvious, but it takes a few minutes for me to hear her footsteps coming from across the hall. "So what do you need?" She asks as I point the remote at her. She slumps forward, and crumples as she suddenly turns hollow and turn into a wearable bodysuit. I grin as I pick her up from the floor.

"Well, that's another option." I say in my mom's voice as I stare at my sister's bodysuit, before I hear a car pull over. Oh, shit. Someone's here. I'm sure not being caught with my sister's bodysuit out in the open like this! I'm running out of options here.