Sam walks in

"You're sure that's what she was doing?! Right there and then?!"

"Of course I'm sure! She didn't even stop when she turned around to look at me!"

Sam recognised the incredulous other voice talking to her brother immediately, it was Jake, one of his closest friends and confidants. That particular irritation seemed to spend more time in this household than she did, spending hours clogging up the sofa while they played video games or watched shitty movies. He was the last person the naked teen wanted to know about all this… being one of those people who seemed utterly incapable of failing to blab about anything to anyone. So of course that was who her idiot brother would immediately confide in. Not that it would matter what words were being exchanged in a moment or two…

The naked girl’s entrance to the lounge was met with an immediate, stunned silence. She could very much feel the moment the two slightly older boy’s eyes became glued to her body. She had caught Jake leering at her once or twice before, in ways she wasn’t exactly fond of… but this slack-jawed, open salivation was a whole new level of gross. Not that Kyle’s expression was any better. Her sibling ogled at her exposed chest with an unfettered focus far beyond what might be considered a ‘healthy’ level of surprise. Sam’s skin crawled with the almost physical sensation of them wilfully absorbing its every inch into memory… Incredibly aware that the folder it was being filed under was almost certainly entitled ‘wank-bank’. The teen was well enough acquainted with the inner-workings of males around her own age. She knew that this vision they were being granted would definitely not be shrugged off and forgotten.

In territory that was becoming familiar by now: The poor thing heard her own internal monologue become a high-pitched scream of impotent frustration… but watched her own body walk calmly through into the open-plan kitchen. Offering the boys a smile, then a wiggling view of her ass as she nonchalantly wandered past. Not a single fuck seemed to be given as she leaned forward to reach into the fridge for a carton of fruit juice, even though this left the entirety of her womanhood and anus on full display. Inside, Sam was shuddering with the thought that that trail of unwanted excitement might now be visibly glistening down the inside of her leg. Yet she couldn’t even direct her own eyes to surreptitiously check. She could just feel the cool trickle where that first drip had passed and imagine all the angles her dumbfounded observers might be gaining.

The presence that was controlling her paid no heed to any of this, however. It simply made her turn back toward them with sweet beverage in hand: glugging it straight from the packaging and letting several, large drips fall down onto her breasts. Before letting out a highly satisfied ‘ahh’, and offering a cheeky, little smile.

“So, boys…” Sam heard her own voice ask. “What’re we doing today?”