She feeds you a pill and dresses you up as her twin.

Emma bends over, torturing you with a glimpse of her beautiful B-cup breasts barely contained by her tight tank top. She grabs the pink pills from your hands and orders, "Stand up!" in a tone that leaves no room for disagreement. You bolt up, hoping she won't notice your hard on, and also feeling ambivalently grateful and regreftful that it's not more obvious due to your small size. Emma either doesn't notice, or just assumes everyone has a hard on for her, and she puts both pills in her mouth. Before you can wonder how this is a punishment for you, she pulls you into a kiss.

Her soft lips crush against yours, so supple and sweet. You want to object, but your moan is muffled by her tongue slipping in your mouth to slide against yours. You know this is warped and wrong and weird as all Hell, but your body doesn't seem to care that you can't stand your snobby, slutty sister, or that you never dreamed your first kiss would be with your own flesh and blood. Then again, her flesh feels so good writhing against yours, or is it you grinding against her...either way, you know it's your blood making your cock pulse and throb hard against her soft thigh. Lost in lust, you try to pin her tongue down, but instead it darts around yours and slips one of the pink pills down your throat.

Shocked, you swallow just as she breaks the kiss laughing, "Tee hee! Oh my Gawd, Elliot, you kiss like a girl! A girl that's bad at kissing. Wait a sec...was that your first kiss?" Your bashful blush is all the answer she needs, and she doubles over in laughter. You are so humiliated, so hurt, and yet still so horny, that you forget about the pill and wonder if she has something kinky planned as a part of your punishment. You are used to being mocked mercilessly by your popular twin sister, so you are willing to accept her callous cackling if it is the price of admission to her sweet, sopping slit.

Unfortunately, it won't be the only price. Emma composes herself and changes tactics. She slides her body up against yours so that her breasts push up against your chest her fishnet stocking covered leg slips between yours to caress your baby bulge. You know this has to be a trick, but you are willing to endure the punchline if this is the setup. After bringing you to a near boil, Emma whispers, "You are going to strip out of your boring beta boi clothes and let me dress you up. Starting with my filthy...fragrant...frilly...panties!"

Your heart is racing and your head spinning. You know this won't help any future arguments when she calls you her lil sis'sy, as she is so fond of referring to you, but you are so turned on that you don't care about the future. Emma, for her part, seems even hornier than you. When you rip off your shirt her hands are close behind, stroking your supple skin and pinching your painfully puffy nipples. You practically leap out of your pants to keep her going. Paradoxically, slipping on your sister's panties feels like the manliest thing you have ever done, because it causes Emma to grind her wet pussy against your leg as you grind against her thigh.

Emma pushes you off of her with surprising ****, leaving you pouting and panting. She doesn't give you time to second guess yourself, twirling around so you can see her cute little butt as she slinks over to her closet to get you more to wear. You wonder if the **** are already lowering your inhibitions and making even the slightest sensation feel almost unendurablely sensual. You hate to admit it, but you are little excited to find out what she will pick out for you to wear. Her panties feel so satiny hugging your cock and your ass fills the back out frighteningly well.

You are looking over your shoulder to check yourself out in Emma's full length mirror, and you find yourself drooling over your own ample ass, when she interjects, "Oh my Gawd, it is so unfair that you have a better ass than me." She gives it a swift SLAP and you yelp and leap in the air, but when she rubs it better, you are leaning into her little hands and trying your best not to moan out loud. You tell yourself it's just the ****, and take the clothes Emma is offering you, hoping to get this over with before you do anything too embarrassing.

Emma has chosen a matching outfit to hers, except where hers is black, yours is lily white. Where she is clearly not wearing a bra or panties, she gives you a plaid water bra to match your panties and stuffs two silk stockings in the cups to give the illusion of budding breasts. The gossamer fabric caresses your achingly hard nipples torturously and the taut tank top makes you feel more exposed than when you were naked. Similarly, the skirt reveals more than it hides, only calling attention to your plump, pantied ass and your shamefully smooth legs. Emma hands you a pair of white silk stockings, you suppose to compliment her bad bitch/good gurl dichotomy she is working with, and you almost fill your panties at the feeling of them sliding up your supple stems.

"I could just eat you up!" Emma turns you around so you can see both of your reflections staring sultrily back at you. You almost faint at the sight, but she holds you tight. You can't believe how sexy, how slutty, and yet somehow alluringly innocent you look. You are sure it is the **** talking, but you can't help but wish you could watch the virginal vixen get dominated by the naughty nymphette wrapped around her. Emma can see it in your eyes, cooing, "Awww, is the lil' sis'sy in love with herself? Does she want to watch herself get fucked?"

You don't know what to say. Obviously, the answer is a resounding, 'Oh God yes, pretty please with my cherry on top', but you also feel conflicted and confused by these deviant desires. Luckily, you don't have to say anything. Emma snaps you out of your reverie with another stinging SLAP and reminds you, "This is supposed to be your punishment, remember? Maybe I should just send momsies and daddums a photo of you all tarted up and let them come up with your punishment? Or maybe you can promise to be a good lil' bad gurl and we can go out and tease all the studs together? Or do you just want to fall at my feet and worship me as the Godess I am in the hopes I will forgive you?"