To the bathroom

Well, probably best to have a morning shower first. Already noticing that instead of a silly little room, you seem to live in a nice apartment now, you walk towards what looks like it could be the door to the bathroom. Still overwhelmed by all this new information, you don't even realize that you're hearing the sound of water until you open the door and are welcomed by the sight of a petite, brunette girl standing under the shower, running her hands over her body. Your little sister.

Embarrassed, you quickly retreat out of the room and close the door. She didn't see you, phew. Then you stop yourself. Phew? Would she even mind? She left the door open, and you remember what the guy in your apparently-not-a-dream said.

Better not to think about it. You decide to make breakfast instead. If all this is really true, you'll have all the time in the world to enjoy it; and for now you'd rather get an idea of your current situation before delving into the fun. First information: You now have two floors and stairs. Helpful. You go down to find the kitchen, which turns out to be a room separate from the dining area. Second information: You now have an amazing view over the city instead of a tiny window looking over a depressingly boring street.

More and more, all the hints seem to lead to the conclusion that you're actually rich now. Your mind wanders back to the double bed. Do you have a girlfriend? Or do rich people just have double beds because they constantly sleep with random girls, especially in this new free-use world?

You go through the kitchen and decide to eat some toast. Deep in thought, you chew on the white bread while thinking about the future. This is actually real. Not only are you suddenly a lot better off, you will now get to fuck all the girls you've always dreamt of. Patricia from High School. Teresa, the teasing cheerleader. Maya, your friend's hot sister. Ava from college. Even your hot Latin teacher, Miss Topha! Your mind quickly runs wild with the possibilities. Everyone! Even celebrities! This is fantastic!

Two hands suddenly block out your view, and a bright voice purrs "Good morning, John" in your ear. Startling from your train of thought, you panic for a moment, but then recognize the voice of Anna, your little sister. Before you can react accordingly, she takes her hands from your eyes and kisses you on the cheek. "Didn't want to join me in the shower?"

"Uh...", you start, a bit shocked by her suggestion, and turn your head towards her. You are silenced by the even greater shock at what you see - Anna, stark naked, smiling at you like it's the most normal thing in the world. Well, it is the most normal thing in the world now, right? The sheer realization that your sister is free to use for you hits you. It's family, after all!, the stranger's voice sounds in your head. And brothers, well... You know how it is. Siblings, eh?

"Anna", you finally say sluggishly, "what are you doing here?"

She gives you a bewildered look. "Really? You already forgot that you let me stay here for a few weeks? That drunk yesterday?"

You don't remember any such arrangement, but apparently with your whole situation changing, that also changed the history of what happened. It makes sense, you admit; if your sister needed a place to stay yesterday, she wouldn't have come to you and your tiny room; but in this new reality, you were probably her first thought. Quickly you cover your ignorance. "Of course I remember, just teasing you."

She shows you her tongue. "Thought so. You fucked me long enough last night."

You almost **** on your toast. It's real. It's actually real. You already fucked your little sister.

"Everything alright?", she asks you with a worried look. You quickly nod and try to cover your shock with another question. "Why aren't you wearing anything?"

Anna rolls her eyes. "Oh excuse me, oh great master; here I thought I could at least enjoy breakfast in peace; but no, I should have known, my big brother already wants me in lingerie before I can even eat something."

So naked is the new normal now? It does make sense, sort of. You were promised that all women would wear revealing clothing, so the standard clothes to wear at home are no clothes at all. Only now do you really start to enjoy the sight of her beautiful, lissom body. You did fantasize before about her, true, but obviously never seriously enough to actually try anything. She's your sister, after all. But now, that it's completely normal, nothing's stopping you. Your sister looks at you expectantly, not sure whether you were just teasing or you actually want her to dress up...