Taylor leaves the room looking down, fascinated by her new boobs bouncing so easily in her underperforming bra.
bump!
“Mmmppphh!” Taylor let out a high-pitched grunt as she strongly collided into something big and soft, yet firm.
“Sorry! I didn’t see you!” She recognized the voice as David’s and sure enough when she looked up there he was, hair greasy and wearing a gaming shirt. He was probably in a rush to eat something while the next match loaded on whatever Call of Duty had just come out. Looks like he hadn’t changed much.
Looking up into his eyes, Taylor replied “Oh no problem, I was distracted.” Seeing her brother made her wonder about her other family members. “Have you seen Molly or Mom and Dad?” she asked.
In the collision, David had felt the erotic sensation of his sister’s boobs smoosh against his chest. Now with boobs on his mind, David’s face reddened and grew nervous as he struggled mightily to not look at the luscious cleavage and prodigious supple breasts below his line of sight. He kept glancing down when he answered, much to Taylor’s annoyance “I-I’m not s-sure. I think *glance* I saw Molly leaving maybe to go t-t-to a friend’s house. *glance*. I think Mom’s watching TV and *glance* Dad was going to p-pick something up from the *glance* store.” Now exhausted from the monumental effort to answer the question, David completely gave in and just ogled Taylor’s breasts, apparently under the impression if he wasn’t the one talking it would be harder to catch him staring.
Taylor felt so degraded! She couldn’t believe he thought he was being sly. It was so obvious! Had he been that bad when he was his age? Of course he remembered all the hormones coursing (and still were, just less so) at that tender age but still! Her back was sore from carrying these hefty loads and all the jiggling was embarrassing and distracting but the pain was just all so David could enjoy the view apparently! She supposed this was why women became so angry when they caught him looking at their chest. Well, she did want to know what life would be like as a woman.
She glared at him and crossed her arms in an effort to be more intimidating. Ironically and unknowingly, she just made her tits all the more sexier, deepening her cleavage and making the tops of her breasts appear to pop from her chest. David only took her less seriously as a small grin spread appeared on his mouth, his perverted delight increasing markedly.
“Well, what were *you* up to?!” Taylor snarled. Sure, she could have just shamed him but it was going to be embarrassing for both of them to directly address what he was doing so she opted to just ask a demanding question and hoped her body language would get him to stop. Besides the little perv would probably just deny it.
David, totally unperturbed by his sister’s angry tone and posture, briefly made eye contact as he nonchalantly replied “Oh, just playing some video games”. His smirk didn't even fade when he met her angry gaze.
Taylor couldn’t believe it. He was so zoned in he hadn’t even flinched. It was like he was the big brother now. Before, David had respected him and whenever he didn’t, Taylor just had to threaten to beat his ass and he would swiftly comply. Now, he supposed, in this tiny girly body, physical intimidation wasn't a factor and so David’s annoying juvenile antics reigned free, unchecked. At least, when their parents weren’t around. And even then, because he was the baby, they always took his side.
Taylor thought of the Dictaphone. Maybe the little jackass needed to be knocked down a peg? On the other hand, she thought she had more pressing matters to attend to and remembered that she wanted to experience this new life as a female as it was meant to be, without changes.
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