Forced to Be Family: A Guide for Living with Sinister Sisters, Drama Mamas, and Infuriating In-Laws

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But that was just a distraction from my inner turmoil. I was completely manhandled by a girl a foot shorter and a hundred pounds lighter than me. I mean, it was one thing when mom bullied me, but this kid 2/3rds my age? it made me feel...absolutely humiliated Okay so" I lost a lot of my nervousness as I began to explain "I guess it started yesterday when I fell to your... to your feet... in the entrance, y'know ? And since then I can't help it but to... to look at them. Your feet and your legs are just mesmerizing... I don't know why but please let me be."

He was quite happy with the situation but sometimes would be bored watching television if his friends were not around. Sorry I saved you from choking to death, but I told mom you wouldn't be going to the hospital. if you wanna act all grown up and do something else stupid, I'm gonna have to hold your hand. easy as that" she shrugged, her shoulders looking so powerful. well, get it done" sh said as she threw it on the kitchen table, then hopped on the table herself (she had an amazing vertical leap!) before reclining on it I'm Luke and I'm going to highschool. I can't wait to leave it and I'm actually close to doing so. I don't have a plan for my future career but that's a minor matter. Because I'm pretty good at school -although I'm not doing much for it- I've got a LOT of freetime. Spending this time I often hang out with my friends, especially from my clique. We're skating, dancing hip hop, and just enjoying life. Moreover I'm totally fine with every aspect of me. My body is decent, I'm quiet smart, etc. All in all I just love my life. She wouldn't give me a script however, she wanted me to write it from my heart. she slapped me when she felt I wasn't writing well enough. I was sobbing when she had me post it after that, she to the chord from my computer, saying she couldn't have me deleting my post overnight.For nights out, my sister-mother dressed from my pseudo twin’s wardrobe; even into her 40s she could still pass as my big sister. I gave her the drink I brought with me while admiring her elegant hand and especially her white, well shaped fingernails. I slightly shook my head because of me slowly starting to like every muscle of my sister. 10 seconds later one of her calve were resting on my head while her other leg was bend so her foot could rest on my shoulder. I was her foot rest now... humiliating. I was close to scream out but I kept silent... it suddenly felt strangly right to be her foot stool. Why though ? Because she was superior ? I just had to fulfill her wishes therefor. I got interrupted...

You are obviously jealous of your sister being a bridesmaid. So we called her friend and guess what? She said she would like to have an extra bridesmaid, providing we can make you look the part. So that's exactly what we intend to do. You are going to pay for a new dress for your sister too and you will pay by earning for it. The brides mother and the bride will be here shortly to see what a great job we've done. If she agrees to you being a bridesmaid, you will obviously thank her then you will dress and act as a girl right up until after the wedding. That means full make up every day, and only skirts and dresses to wear. Do you understand? " Luky-boy, get yourself this stool right there and put it where you sitting right now, wanna show you something" I looked at the stool she were showing me.My jaw dropped as I looked at her, and she stands up and smiled at me "Hmm, better be careful with me, or else I'll get some of my friends online and make sure you boys never win a match again!" I caught myself getting more and more thoughtful. It was a mixture of uncertain fear and expectant longings filling my head. All in all I was hella curious. I used these feelings and thoughts as energy to drive faster after all. Of course, mother. I've been able to handle him for quite some time!" she said before kissing my mom again. I really didn't want to lift with her...but I realized I didn;t have much of a choice at this point. I figured I could at least avoid her if I played my cards right. I closed my eyes, telling myself just not to look at her. She was something of a She-Hulk in those moments. One morning I told her that my physics teacher had hit me with a textbook; the same afternoon she had him pinned against the wall, one glittering stiletto nail to his spasming trachea, with the deputy head beseeching her: “Please! Mrs Hughes, ah, Mrs Sullivan, sorry, Mrs Bryan!” She was viciously capable of remunerating my hurts, if not her own; she had been dealt such a cruel hand, and I was always aware of what it was she was trying to spare me from: namely the tyranny of men.

There the controller on the floor and she jumped in the air "Hah, I knew it, girls rule boys drool, there's NOTHING you can beat me at, baby bro! Now come get your feet from your big sister!" Why? its really no trouble" she replied with a joyous malice "I could just call her up and we'd see who sh really wants to be in charge" Get out of my way" is all I were able to say while getting up ... That was a very unpleasing humiliation which I can't take. Her words made me shiver for a second... what ?! If you say so, but just relax some more, we both need to practise much harder if we wanna win next weeks battle, brother." Baby bro...I only call you that because I love you. And I think, as your baby sitter, its my job to make sure you do your homework"

Hello there! I'm a german dude who wants to share a story. I put much effort in it and try my best to deliver as good as I can. I felt completely dominated and overpowered after that. she smiled as she got to work with the new me. she decided just panties weren't enough she did my make-up, my hair. she made me wear a dress and leggings. then she gave my a pair of mom's heels. They were my size. I was stunned by the question, but suddenly felt myself get mad I ran to the sink and slammed my plate and cup in. He agreed and before we knew it the game had started "best two out of three?" she asked as I started it up. No" I said, feeling msyelf loosing already, I looked her in the eyes angrilly "You are. she left you in charge"