Big Sister

"What's going on in there? You watching porn without headphones or something? You better cover up because I'm going to look in."

Your sister opens the door, and your clever new pet morphed into the form of your sheets. She stands at the doorway, wearing pajama pants and a tube top, which contain her DD cup tits, pushed up by her crossed arms.

"It smells in here. Do you just use your sheets instead of tissues?"

"Come on Anita, why do you have to be so blunt about stuff like that anyway? A normal sister would be embarrassed and not mention it."

"Oh, is your big sister making you uncomfortable? You going to get a sister complex if I talk about lewd things while I show off my ample cleavage? God, I hope not."

"If you're just going to mess with me, you can just go back to bed. Good night."

Anita closes the door on her way out. Returning to a slime form, she talks to you.

"What's her problem? She would be fortunate to be the object of a lust as great as yours."

"Come on, that's my sister you're talking about. But yeah, I could do without the superior attitude. That would be perfect. Anyway, your name. I'll call you Eileen."

"Thank you Master Dick. I'll thank you with some special morning service."

"Like a wakeup blowjob? Sure, that sounds great. Let's rest up then. Good night Eileen."

"Good night master." She retreats into her sleeve. you guess that's her equivalent of another certain changeling's bucket. Tired, you drift off to sleep.