My older sister, Lara, had always been the spoiled one in our family. Despite being 21 years old, she seemed younger and that helped her get what she wanted easily, especially when it came to our parents. I don't know how she did it, but she always managed to get away with it. These summer vacations, Lara had convinced Mom and Dad to let her go on an exciting trip to Europe with her best friend's family. Meanwhile, they sent me to spend the summer at my grandmother's house in a quiet countryside town. At first, I was furious. I felt like our parents always favored Lara and this time they had crossed the line. Why did she always get the best while I was left behind? My protests were futile, and I found myself kilometers away from home, in a place where I didn't know anyone and there was nothing exciting to do.
Although I still felt envy towards Lara and her exciting trip, I was gradually finding that things always worked out for her the way she wanted them to, even though I didn't know how boys were always after her, trying to woo her despite her feminine attributes not standing out in any way. The day after arriving at the village, I decided to take a walk. I wanted to be alone, so I wandered through the picturesque streets of the small village. It was then that I came across a house with a striking sign for reading cards and other esoteric objects, with an elderly woman sitting on the porch. Her friendly smile invited me to approach, and I decided to keep her company for a bit.
The old woman noticed that something was bothering me, and when she asked about it, I couldn't help but tell her everything about my sister and parents. She listened attentively to my story and, with a knowing smile, asked me to take her hands. In a few minutes you could change things, she said in an enigmatic tone. You could have Lara's place in the family, you just need to want it strongly. I laughed a little at the idea, but decided to follow her instructions. I closed my eyes and focused on the idea of having Lara's place, of being the favorite in the family. I thought about all the video games my parents would buy me, about all the advantages Lara enjoyed.
The air that was warm and soft in the village before now became cold and strange. I felt how the wind moved my hair, a hair that I knew wasn't mine. The feeling of confusion overwhelmed me when I opened my eyes and realized I wasn't on the woman's porch anymore. However, what really confused me was discovering I had long hair now. A strange sensation of discomfort took hold of me when I noticed a slight elevation in my chest. Looking down, I was horrified to see a pair of small female breasts. Before I could understand what was happening, someone slapped me on the butt.
I turned to find myself with Sasha, my sister's friend, looking at me curiously. Her question about why I was staring at her so awkwardly got lost in my growing confusion. I was still struggling to understand what the hell was going on and why Sasha kept referring to me as Lara. It was then that I noticed the clothes I was wearing, familiar but not mine. I asked for a mirror, and when Sasha handed one to me, I found myself staring at the reflection of my sister's face looking back at me. I was so shocked that I lost consciousness, unable to understand how I had ended up in my own sister's body.
After recovering my senses, I found myself in a bed in a room, still in Lara's body. Although at first the situation seemed confusing to me, with time it began to feel more and more natural, as if I had always belonged to that body. It took me some time to get used to all the small peculiarities of my sister's body: her way of walking, speaking, even the way she moved her hands. But as the days went by, each movement became more fluid, more instinctive.
I was pleasantly surprised to discover how much fun I could have in Lara's body. Spending time with her friends was a new and exciting experience. We would go to the pool and immerse ourselves in the water, laughing and chatting as if we had been best friends forever. We were exploring this new city.
The nights were even more exciting. We would dress up in our best outfits and go out to explore the European nightlife. We'd dance in a club with the whole atmosphere. And then there was him, the boy I flirted with. His intense gaze and charming smile left me breathless. Our romance began with deep conversations under the stars and romantic strolls through the cobblestone streets of this European city. Soon, our kisses became more passionate and our caresses more ardent.
A European summer romance turned into an unforgettable experience, filled with passion and emotion. And while I was in my sister's body, I felt alive in a way I had never experienced before. In our most intimate moments, I couldn't hold back and for some unknown reason I lowered myself to the level of her penis and shared a gesture of passionate sex oral. I didn't understand, I just wanted to do it, my mouth had automatically reflexed, the reflex of the arches was non-existent, it slid all the way down into the deepest part of my throat.
After all these adventures, it was time to say goodbye to all these experiences. There was one day left before returning home, and while packing my suitcase in my hotel room, I said goodbye to the boy with whom I had shared so many moments during these vacations. Through chat, I sent him a selfie to remind him of me. Just at that moment, the door to my room sounded. With a knot in my throat, I wondered who it could be at that hour. Upon opening the door, I found Sasha's father looking at me with a warm smile on his face.
What are you doing here?, I asked with curiosity, surprised by her visit. Sasha's father explained to me that he was coming to warn me that we would be returning home the next day. His tone was friendly and calm, and I felt an instant relief knowing there was no problem.
I nodded my head, grateful for the information. After saying goodbye to Sasha's father, soon, at that moment, Sasha's father asked if I could go to the room. I nodded, wondering what he wanted. Once inside, he sat on the bed and looked at me fixedly. I felt a shiver run down my back when he said those words: 'It's time to pay for the trip, Lara...'
I was paralyzed, unable to understand what he was referring to. What did he mean by that? There was a serious tone in his voice when he mentioned seeing me with that boy the other day. My cheeks slightly reddened as I tried to find the right words to respond. 'N-no it's not what it seems', I stuttered nervously. 'He was just... just a friend, nothing more.' Shame overwhelmed me when I remembered leaving my phone with the chat open and the selfie I sent to the boy I had been flirting with. I hadn't thought about the possible consequences of my carelessness, and now I was face to face with Sasha's father, who clearly had seen the message.
Her words resonated in my head, loaded with jealousy and resentment. 'You owe me this trip, Lara, and I don't want someone else to have you while Sasha's father was looking at my tits, it was obvious he wanted them. I felt the color leaving my face as shame took hold of me completely. Not only had I gotten myself into a compromising situation, but now I also had to deal with the consequences of my actions. The idea of having disappointed Sasha's father and sowing the seed of distrust between us made me feel even worse.
I tried to apologize, to explain that it had all been a misunderstanding, but the words got stuck in my throat. I knew that my apologies wouldn't be enough to fix the damage I had caused, and I felt deeply remorseful for having put at risk the trust and friendship I had built up during these vacations.
The situation became even more tense when Sasha's father approached and stole a kiss from me. I tried to push him away, but my weak arms couldn't do much against his strength. Then he started massaging my huge breasts because my sister enjoyed huge tits, tits that now I possessed, and Sasha's father didn't let it slip by unnoticed. I felt vulnerable and trapped under his dominance, unable to do anything to stop him.
The kiss was brief but loaded with meaning, leaving a bitter taste in my mouth. I felt a mix of confusion, fear and disgust at what had just happened. I didn't know how to react or how to face this uncomfortable situation. Sasha's father pushed me onto the bed and continued kissing me even though I resisted; he knew where and how to touch me, it was inevitable that we would reach a certain tension with him. I had mixed feelings, between excitement and repulsion, as if I were just any old slut.
Having it inside me generated contradictory sentiments, after several myths where his member invaded my pussy abruptly, he paused between moans and I thought this was all. Suddenly I felt pressure in a more intimate place, at the entrance of my anus, with a moan I said no, that's not the right place, but it seemed like they weren't listening, my tits were jumping as if they had their own life, oh god these breasts are enormous, I'm moaning like a slut ahhhh ahhhh ahhhh mmmmmahhhh mmmmmmahhhh
While being penetrated my ass had slowly swallowed his cock, completely anal I couldn't do anything more my legs were trembling and my skin was prickling.
No price warning the father of Sasha ended up inside my ass He stepped away with a triumphant smile on his face, as if he had achieved what he wanted. I felt impotent and embarrassed, wanting to disappear at that moment. The most surprising thing is that after a tremendous beating for my tracker, I could walk normally as if I were already accustomed to this. I didn't know how to face the rest of this trip or how to get back home and look my sister and family in the eye after what had just happened. All I wanted was to escape this nightmare and get back to my normal life as soon as possible...
Although I still felt envy towards Lara and her exciting trip, I was gradually finding that things always worked out for her the way she wanted them to, even though I didn't know how boys were always after her, trying to woo her despite her feminine attributes not standing out in any way. The day after arriving at the village, I decided to take a walk. I wanted to be alone, so I wandered through the picturesque streets of the small village. It was then that I came across a house with a striking sign for reading cards and other esoteric objects, with an elderly woman sitting on the porch. Her friendly smile invited me to approach, and I decided to keep her company for a bit.The old woman noticed that something was bothering me, and when she asked about it, I couldn't help but tell her everything about my sister and parents. She listened attentively to my story and, with a knowing smile, asked me to take her hands. In a few minutes you could change things, she said in an enigmatic tone. You could have Lara's place in the family, you just need to want it strongly. I laughed a little at the idea, but decided to follow her instructions. I closed my eyes and focused on the idea of having Lara's place, of being the favorite in the family. I thought about all the video games my parents would buy me, about all the advantages Lara enjoyed.The air that was warm and soft in the village before now became cold and strange. I felt how the wind moved my hair, a hair that I knew wasn't mine. The feeling of confusion overwhelmed me when I opened my eyes and realized I wasn't on the woman's porch anymore. However, what really confused me was discovering I had long hair now. A strange sensation of discomfort took hold of me when I noticed a slight elevation in my chest. Looking down, I was horrified to see a pair of small female breasts. Before I could understand what was happening, someone slapped me on the butt.I turned to find myself with Sasha, my sister's friend, looking at me curiously. Her question about why I was staring at her so awkwardly got lost in my growing confusion. I was still struggling to understand what the hell was going on and why Sasha kept referring to me as Lara. It was then that I noticed the clothes I was wearing, familiar but not mine. I asked for a mirror, and when Sasha handed one to me, I found myself staring at the reflection of my sister's face looking back at me. I was so shocked that I lost consciousness, unable to understand how I had ended up in my own sister's body.After recovering my senses, I found myself in a bed in a room, still in Lara's body. Although at first the situation seemed confusing to me, with time it began to feel more and more natural, as if I had always belonged to that body. It took me some time to get used to all the small peculiarities of my sister's body: her way of walking, speaking, even the way she moved her hands. But as the days went by, each movement became more fluid, more instinctive.I was pleasantly surprised to discover how much fun I could have in Lara's body. Spending time with her friends was a new and exciting experience. We would go to the pool and immerse ourselves in the water, laughing and chatting as if we had been best friends forever. We were exploring this new city.The nights were even more exciting. We would dress up in our best outfits and go out to explore the European nightlife. We'd dance in a club with the whole atmosphere. And then there was him, the boy I flirted with. His intense gaze and charming smile left me breathless. Our romance began with deep conversations under the stars and romantic strolls through the cobblestone streets of this European city. Soon, our kisses became more passionate and our caresses more ardent.A European summer romance turned into an unforgettable experience, filled with passion and emotion. And while I was in my sister's body, I felt alive in a way I had never experienced before. In our most intimate moments, I couldn't hold back and for some unknown reason I lowered myself to the level of her penis and shared a gesture of passionate sex oral. I didn't understand, I just wanted to do it, my mouth had automatically reflexed, the reflex of the arches was non-existent, it slid all the way down into the deepest part of my throat.After all these adventures, it was time to say goodbye to all these experiences. There was one day left before returning home, and while packing my suitcase in my hotel room, I said goodbye to the boy with whom I had shared so many moments during these vacations. Through chat, I sent him a selfie to remind him of me. Just at that moment, the door to my room sounded. With a knot in my throat, I wondered who it could be at that hour. Upon opening the door, I found Sasha's father looking at me with a warm smile on his face.What are you doing here?, I asked with curiosity, surprised by her visit. Sasha's father explained to me that he was coming to warn me that we would be returning home the next day. His tone was friendly and calm, and I felt an instant relief knowing there was no problem.I nodded my head, grateful for the information. After saying goodbye to Sasha's father, soon, at that moment, Sasha's father asked if I could go to the room. I nodded, wondering what he wanted. Once inside, he sat on the bed and looked at me fixedly. I felt a shiver run down my back when he said those words: 'It's time to pay for the trip, Lara...'I was paralyzed, unable to understand what he was referring to. What did he mean by that? There was a serious tone in his voice when he mentioned seeing me with that boy the other day. My cheeks slightly reddened as I tried to find the right words to respond. 'N-no it's not what it seems', I stuttered nervously. 'He was just... just a friend, nothing more.' Shame overwhelmed me when I remembered leaving my phone with the chat open and the selfie I sent to the boy I had been flirting with. I hadn't thought about the possible consequences of my carelessness, and now I was face to face with Sasha's father, who clearly had seen the message.Her words resonated in my head, loaded with jealousy and resentment. 'You owe me this trip, Lara, and I don't want someone else to have you while Sasha's father was looking at my tits, it was obvious he wanted them. I felt the color leaving my face as shame took hold of me completely. Not only had I gotten myself into a compromising situation, but now I also had to deal with the consequences of my actions. The idea of having disappointed Sasha's father and sowing the seed of distrust between us made me feel even worse.I tried to apologize, to explain that it had all been a misunderstanding, but the words got stuck in my throat. I knew that my apologies wouldn't be enough to fix the damage I had caused, and I felt deeply remorseful for having put at risk the trust and friendship I had built up during these vacations.The situation became even more tense when Sasha's father approached and stole a kiss from me. I tried to push him away, but my weak arms couldn't do much against his strength. Then he started massaging my huge breasts because my sister enjoyed huge tits, tits that now I possessed, and Sasha's father didn't let it slip by unnoticed. I felt vulnerable and trapped under his dominance, unable to do anything to stop him.The kiss was brief but loaded with meaning, leaving a bitter taste in my mouth. I felt a mix of confusion, fear and disgust at what had just happened. I didn't know how to react or how to face this uncomfortable situation. Sasha's father pushed me onto the bed and continued kissing me even though I resisted; he knew where and how to touch me, it was inevitable that we would reach a certain tension with him. I had mixed feelings, between excitement and repulsion, as if I were just any old slut.Having it inside me generated contradictory sentiments, after several myths where his member invaded my pussy abruptly, he paused between moans and I thought this was all. Suddenly I felt pressure in a more intimate place, at the entrance of my anus, with a moan I said no, that's not the right place, but it seemed like they weren't listening, my tits were jumping as if they had their own life, oh god these breasts are enormous, I'm moaning like a slut ahhhh ahhhh ahhhh mmmmmahhhh mmmmmmahhhhWhile being penetrated my ass had slowly swallowed his cock, completely anal I couldn't do anything more my legs were trembling and my skin was prickling.No price warning the father of Sasha ended up inside my ass He stepped away with a triumphant smile on his face, as if he had achieved what he wanted. I felt impotent and embarrassed, wanting to disappear at that moment. The most surprising thing is that after a tremendous beating for my tracker, I could walk normally as if I were already accustomed to this. I didn't know how to face the rest of this trip or how to get back home and look my sister and family in the eye after what had just happened. All I wanted was to escape this nightmare and get back to my normal life as soon as possible...
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