“Son of a bitch”, you yell springing awake! As you feel the unfamiliar weight on your chest the memory of what your sister did you comes flooding back. “Holy shit, this can’t be happening”, you say grasping your head. You get from your bed and wander out into the house. You try to become accustomed to the awkwardness of your sister’s body as you walk about the house. The way your hips are spaced causes your ass to gyrate strangely when you take big steps. You also find all the jiggling flesh on your chest really strange. “So this is what it’s like to have tits”, you comment while cupping them. Everybody else is gone no doubt seeing you or rather your sister off at the airport. “How did she do this”, you think to yourself.