Your Sister

It was your older sister Helen. She walks towards the living room in her gym outfit staring at the ground. She looks up at the couch and her expression reveals she is surprised to see you.

"OH! John, your home" she says. She sits down next to you on the couch.

"Uh... hey" you mutter.

"Finally, look you're coming to the gym with me this time, ok? I'm not letting you talk your way out of it again" she said playfully punching your shoulder.

"uh, yeah of... of course" you say un-enthusiastically. You were admittedly still focusing on the bizarre scene you had just watched.

"Exercise won't kill you" she says while rolling her eyes. She grabs the remote off of the table.

"Mind if I change the channel?" she asks.

"uh no" you say back.

"Great" she says before flicking through channels.

She stops on one of those obnoxious shows always marketed towards teens, especially girls. It featured an admittedly attractive actress sitting at a table during lunch with her friends. A typical setting. But with one major difference. After the bell rings, the group gets up... and you notice the lead actress isn't wearing any pants or underwear. You sit dumbfounded as you stare at her ass swaying while the character walks to class.

You immediately turn to Helen to see she doesn't seem to register it at all. She notices your gaze and flashes her eyes downwards looking back up at you with a smile and turning back to the TV.

You realize you had lowered the cushion absent mindedly and the very visible tent-pole you had pitched in your shorts was what your sister had just glanced at.

You immediately pulled the cushion back up and blush embarrassed. But... She really doesn't care that her brother was sitting next to her with an erection? This is weird you think to yourself.

"Uh sorry Sis". You sheepishly offer.

"For what"? she says laughing.

"It's just... well, didn't you notice what that girl was wearing"? you ask.

"I mean, I don't think I'd personally walk around bottomless like that, but I'm not as edgy and fame hungry like those girls" she offers completely casually.

"It's how they get guys to watch this show, and I think we can both tell it worked on you" she says motioning the remote towards your crotch.

"I'm surprised you don't just jerk yourself off, looks like you're pretty ready to go" She says keeping her eyes on the TV.

Your sister just noticed your erection in her presence, and all she has to say about it is to question why you don't just jerk off...

"What... The... Fuck..." you whisper. Your sister still hears you.

"Are you ok bro?" she asks noticing your 'I've just teleported to an alternate dimension' look you have on your face. Her expression changes to reflect her concern.

"No... I... yeah, I'm fine", you reply realizing that something has caused things to change drastically, even if most of the situations of your life seemed the same, your house, your family for some.

"You said something about going to the gym, how about I take you up on that offer?" You offer, deciding that you have to see what exactly has happened to the world.

"What, you're not going to try and weasel out of it"? she asks with a knowing smile. "Let me just get dressed" She adds.

Dressed? you wonder to yourself as she walks upstairs. But she was already dressed you thought.

...

You head into your room and grab clothes and deodorant.

As you grab your gym bag and wait by the door. You hear your sister coming back down.

When you see what she is wearing you realize in a flash of lightning what she meant. Your 'dream' including stipulations on how women should dress. Something that seemed to have come true as she was now wearing nothing but a sports bra and a thong, as well as thigh high socks and sneakers.

"You're less dressed than before" You exclaim exasperated.

"Don't be such a prude, let's go". She Tells you. As she walked out the door to her car you follow now convinced that this must be real somehow. It felt real, it seemed to all follow logically from what you asked from Charles, and well... when in Rome.