A Few Days in my Sister's Body

I woke up to the sounds of birds chirping, my head lightly pounding and my mouth bone dry. It took a few beers to get the nerve to scrub the cum from the couch and carpet last night, even with Kim's body's low alcohol tolerance, but the room now looked mostly unmolested. It took a lot less time than I thought too which gave me plenty of time to plan my revenge. At one point I thought of taking a bat from the garage, going over to Mike's house while he was asleep and bashing his head in but I doubted my body's ability to do enough damage before he got up and grabbed me and how I would avoid Kim coming back to her body in jail. Not a practical option but it was comforting to imagine while I was throwing cum stained couch cushions into the washing machine.

I stretched out my stiff joints only to realise that at some point in the night I had auto-piloted into Kim's bed rather than my own, the silky feel of the sheets felt amazing against my bare legs and I didn't want to get up but my phone told me it was already somehow noon and coffee and aspirin were making their siren calls to me. I took a second glance at my phone screen and saw a few messages from an unknown number, clearly Mike's. The first was a video file, THE video, I didn't need to see that again. The next few pictures proved I was right to be suspicious of secret cameras, he had sent me snaps of myself cleaning the sitting room, some of me drinking and clearing the kitchen and a few of me stripping down before climbing into bed. I didn't remember getting ready for bed or getting naked, I sat up in bed against the headboard and tried looking around for the source of the camera and saw a little glint of light on glass on the dresser before striding over for a closer look. It was small, no wires but a slight antenna, it looked like it was probably expensive and I debated smashing it to pieces but decided against the risk of angering Mike just yet, I flipped the camera the bird and turned it around to face the wall instead.

My phone pinged on the bed a few times and I picked it up to see new pictures coming in. Me sitting up in bed, the silky sheet fallen away exposing my naked chest, me walking naked across the room, a close-up of my tits and face as I picked up the camera to get a closer look. Another ping, this time a message.

"Have you ever thought about modelling? Hell, I might have to set you up a cam show ;) Be here by 6 dolled up."

I flung the phone down on the bed and screamed but it only exacerbated my headache. I grabbed the nearest pair of panties, a pair of tight blue yoga pants and a white crop top and went downstairs in search of pain relief.

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As I waited for the painkillers to kick in and tucked into a granola bar I mulled over my other plans. I wasn't gonna get out of this unscathed that's for sure. There was nobody I could go to about it, I definitely couldn't let my parents find out and by the time the cops did anything, if they did anything, the video would be long released. No, this was going to be a solo mission that will require some top tier acting. I remember watching an old movie with my dad a while back that involved a female secret agent that seduced and fucked her target so she could plant a bug in his phone while he slept, with the seduction part already done for me essentially the rest of the plan was fairly straightforward. Play the happy slave girl for a few hours, fuck Mike into unconsciousness and then while he's asleep I can unlock his phone with his face, get any saved passwords and delete everything he has on me. Simple...

I threw the snack wrapper in the trash and sipped at a cup of coffee, finally starting to feel normal again. If I was going to go through with this plan and have Mike put his guard down enough to sleep with his phone exposed, and long enough for me to get access to his computer too, I'm going to have to convince him I'm not grossed out by his presence and that I was enjoying being his toy. Easier said than done...I didn't have a problem degrading myself when I was under that cum fever spell so I do have that to fall back on if things get dire, I would have to extract it myself but needs must.

With a few hours to kill until my mission began I brought up the pictures Mike sent again and used them to locate the other cameras around the house and gathered them up into a bag. I didn't know if they picked up sound but to avoid getting on his bad side I held one of the cameras up, flashed a smile and pulled out one of my tits.

"Last little sneak peek before tonight." I gave a wink and dropped the camera into the bag with the rest, I was going to delete them all anyway but I might as well plant the seeds early that I was finding the situation fun and hot.

The next step was to grab my laptop and start looking up videos of playboy bunnies, casino servers and cabana girls for ideas on how to act tonight. If I was going to put on a show I was going to do it right and Mike was looking for five-star reviews from his friends. If they're friends of Mike's then no doubt their idea of a five-star woman is misogynistic, a demure perfect housewife who is also a sexpot or something like that. There wasn't a huge amount to learn that wasn't obvious; show tits and teeth as they say, pretend to be into the person you're serving and gas them up, act a little ditzy, ply them with alcohol, tricks probably as old as time. I killed some more time making sure I was up to speed on how to access and permanently delete videos from the cloud and local storage, then some make-up tutorials before I had to start getting ready to perform.

I took the bags of clothes upstairs and stripped off completely first, examining my body in the full-length mirror in Kim's room. I had a lot to work with, gravity-defying big tits(If I had to compare I'd say they were like Sydney Sweeney's) that looked even bigger thanks to my small frame, a tight narrow waist that flared into a thick shapely ass built by hard squats. I pulled on the silky black crotchless panties first, the silk felt fantastic on my ass but absurdly I felt even more exposed than I did when I was naked a few moments before. Next was the net tights, I don't know what it was about them but net tights had always been a big turn on for me as a guy, they came up high on me and snapped into place just above my belly button. I noticed there was either a strategically placed hole in the crotch of these as well or else Mike had taken the time to "prepare" them but I wasn't taking them off again to check.

The latex of the bodysuit felt cold in my hand and as I pulled the cups up over my tits I started to worry that it wasn't going to fit, it was a tight squeeze but there was some give and as I pulled it up at the back it lifted and pushed them together, my cleavage looked incredible but there was a definite fear of a nip slip although maybe that could be used to my advantage. The latex was quickly warming up from my body temperature but the sensation against my nipples was waking them up, which I should have expected due to how sensitive they are but there was another sensation I wasn't expecting. As I moved and posed in front of the mirror to make sure the outfit was fitting smoothly and not bunching up in areas I realised there was no cover between my pussy and the latex, that every readjustment and stretch of the fabric was rubbing up against me in a way that was already starting to warm my blood. I reached down and ran a hand over my latex-clad lips and felt a little shudder, what I wouldn't give to lay back on the bed, take out the vibrator and fuck myself to sleep for another few hours but obviously there was no time for that, it was game time. I finished up by applying a smoky makeup look from a YouTube tutorial, tied my long blonde hair up into a high ponytail and stepped out of the house.

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I hopped the garden fence and entered Mike's place through the back door so the neighbours wouldn't see me from the street, he had left the door unlocked and as I stepped inside I was surprised to find he'd been cleaning up a little. My dad had said he was a bit of a hoarder and plumbing and construction stuff piled up inside but if there had been there wasn't much sign of it now. There was a smell though for sure, a mild whiff of stale sweat and stale beer which explained why it was the main smell that followed Mike around but apart from that it was a pretty nice place. The kitchen was walled off from the lounge area but had one of those old fashioned inside windows for passing drinks and plates through, inside the lounge was a few couches which had been pushed away to the sides to make room for a poker table and chairs and there was a big screen TV mounted on the wall, all-in-all a pretty sweet bachelor pad.

"Looks like we're both admiring the view."

Mike appeared in the doorway, I'm not sure how long he had been standing there but it seemed he had tidied himself up as well, he was wearing a clean short-sleeved collared shirt and a pair of dark slacks, he had shaved his beard down to a light stubble and seems to have taken a razorblade to the sorry strands of hair he had left on his head going clean shaven which made him look years younger.

"Your place looks great, surprisingly, I expected a mess if I'm honest."

"I paid someone to come in and fix the place up this morning, do some laundry and make the place neat. I don't want my buddies thinking I've taken with a girl that don't know how to keep her house clean do I? Goddamn you look like a fine young thing." Mike stepped into the room and swept me into one arm pulling me in for a kiss.

"Nuh uh, we don't wanna mess up my makeup before you friends arrive do we?" I said quickly, turning my head to the side to avoid his lips.

I thought that would dissuade him but he planted a kiss on my cheek and continued the motion, kissing my jaw then lightly sucking on my neck before gently taking my earlobe into his mouth. The hand that had wrapped me up found itself resting on my ass pulling me up against his crotch which I could already feel starting to stiffen. I wasn't expecting my body to react the way it did, I could feel my face starting to flush and a stirring that began in my lower belly and worked downward. Mike continued his work on my neck while his hand kneaded my ass cheek and worked it's way into their crevice. Ah sigh started in my throat and almost escaped my mouth...

Ding dong. The doorbell rang and I cut off the sigh before it could begin, though Mike gave me a look like he knew the effect it had.

"Showtime darlin', remember our deal if they think there's something funny going on that video goes live."

"Yes dear."

"Good girl, don't worry I'll make sure you enjoy yourself too." Mike winked and I followed him to the door.

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At the door I was introduced to Dave and Ryan, who I was told were drinking buddies of Mike's from a dingy bar on the edge of town. Dave looked to be about Mike's age, he was pretty tall(when standing beside me at least) with a moustache and seemed to be a bit quiet or reserved compared to Mike. He took my hand with a low bow and gave the back of it a kiss as a greeting like an old gentleman which made me giggle. Ryan was a very different case, he looked at lot younger than both of his friends maybe in his late twenties, he had tightly cropped hair and his eyes just about popped out of his head when he first saw me. He shook my hand for a bit longer than normal and spent the entire time with his eyes were glued to my chest.

We led them inside to the poker table with Ryan hanging back behind me, no doubt to get an eyeful, Mike didn't seem to notice as he had already started into a discussion with Dave about basketball.

"Why don't you boys get comfortable and I'll go grab you some drinks." I said, playing the good host. I left for the kitchen and as soon as I was out of sight Ryan interrupted the basketball talk, obviously not realising the volume of his own voice.

"Bullshit, I call absolute bullshit bro. How much are you paying her? Come clean."

"I ain't paying her shit, she just knows a real man when she sees one." Mike said, I could hear the grin.

"Real man my ass she must be blind, no way you're hitting that."

"Of course I am, she fucking loves it. She can't get enough I've got her hooked."

"She's a stunning girl Mike, very young for a guy like you though." Dave chimed.

"She's got some daddy issues and I don't mind filling in for him, lives next door, he's a drunk and a bit of a lowlife so I'm doing her a favour."

"He sounds just like you," Ryan barbed, "but I wouldn't mind filling her in."

Lying about my dad was really getting under my skin but I wasn't going to be able to show it, I grabbed three beers out of the fridge and stuck them on a tray Mike had left out, took a second to compose myself, then brought them out to the lounge to interrupt their chat.

"I hope you boys are thirsty, I know how thirsty my man gets after a long day." I said, bending over to put the tray down on the table.

"Thanks darlin', you're so kind." Mike gave me a thank you slap on the ass.

"I do what I have to to keep my man and his friends satisfied."

"If you're extending that kindness I've got something that needs satisfying." Ryan was gripping his rod through his pants suggestively.

"Mind your manners." Dave said giving him a disapproving look, "Don't pay him any mind, tell us about yourself I'd love to hear the story of how ya'll got together."

"Well I'm Kim, I'm nineteen and lived next door my whole life and I was gearing up to go to college until we started seeing each other. As for how we got together...I just kept seeing Mike next door and in our house working and just fell for him I guess."

"No need to be coy around my buddies, I was over fixing their pipes because her daddy isn't man enough and she walked in in this skimpy little bikini flashing her titties at me and trying to get my attention. I asked her help with a pipe and well she couldn't help herself she grabbed mine and we started fuckin' right there on the floor. After that she just kept coming back for more." Mike threw an arm over me and let his hand rest on my chest, he was absolutely beaming at the surprise on Dave's face and the jealousy on Ryan's.

"Yep that's it, couldn't get enough." I patted Mike's huge paw and hid my grimace behind a big fake smile. "Enough about us, you must be eager to get the game started, I'll get out of your hair just give me a yell when you want a top up." I tried to slide out from under Mike's arm and slip away.

"Nonsense don't let us put you out, join us for a hand or two." Dave was sitting down beside Mike and cracking a beer, gesturing me to sit next to them.

"Oh no that's kind but I can't play."

"That's ok I'll teach you how a pro plays and you can be my good luck charm." Ryan was sitting on the opposite side of the table to the other two and grabbed my hand, pulling me into his lap and wrapping an arm around my waist so I couldn't escape.

Mike gave him an odd look and then shrugged and started dealing the cards.

"Keep an eye on him for me Kim, he's liable to cheat."

"You worry about your own cards old man and Kim can watch my hands." He punctuated his comment by squeezing my thigh under the table where the other two couldn't see. I was sitting on his lap sideways and he gave me a little wink when I looked at him.

The first few hands passed by mostly as you'd expect, for being so quiet I didn't expect Dave to be such a shark but I suppose it helped him hide any tells. At one point Dave got up to go to the toilet and came back with a fresh round of beers and a stiff vodka and coke for me and everyone was starting to get a bit of a buzz. A couple of hands came down to Mike and Ryan and it seemed like Ryan had his number more often than not, he was starting to get very cocky about it too and it seemed to encourage him to let his free hand roam. He had started running his fingers along my thigh and stomach, working his way along the inside of my leg. I could feel his cock starting to stiffen under me and it seemed he was getting off on getting one over on Mike.

Another hand came down to just the two of them and the pot was a decent size this time. Dave had nothing in hand and was bluffing hard, he threw another few chips in and raised the bet again. He had also stopped teasing and starting directly running his fingers up and down my slit as he trash talked Mike.

"Come on and fold you old fuck you know I've got you beat again."

"Stop yappin' I'm thinking." Mike actually looked worried and stared at his cards with a furrowed brow.

I was starting to flush and could feel the heat rising from where Ryan's fingers worked. I needed an out to catch my breath and calm down, I slipped a hand under my leg and took a handful of Ryan's cock through his pants and while he was distracted I caught Mike's eye and mouthed "he's bluffing". Mike grinned and called the bet.

"Two pair, eights and twos, show 'em."

Ryan's face dropped and he threw his cards nothing cards down, he stood up from the table abruptly nearly throwing me to the floor and angrily declared he was going for a smoke before stomping out through the kitchen and out the back door. Mike greedily collected his winning pile and started bragging to Dave who congratulated him in a sportsman-like way.

"I'm going to make some snacks." I said as I collected myself and excused myself out to the kitchen for a breather.

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I threw some nachos on a plate and filled a bowl with dip then leaned against the counter to catch my breath. I still felt slick from Ryan's exploring fingers but mostly felt hot, I damped a small cloth and ran it over my forehead and chest.

"Let me help you with that." Ryan's hands appeared from behind me and he grabbed my breasts, pulling me backwards and rubbing his still semi-hard cock against my ass through his pants.

"What are yo-" his hand over my mouth cut me off while the other kept a grip of my chest.

"You just cost me an awful lot of money, I don't think cheating is very hospitable." I grunted against his hand but he held firm.

"Cheating doesn't go down well at our tables, what do you think might happen to dear Mike if I told Dave and the other guys at the bar that Mike is running a card scam?"

I didn't care about what they might do to Mike if the found out but if something did happen to him because of me he was definitely going to release the video and pictures. I stopped struggling and Ryan eased his grip.

"Smart girl. Now I've got an idea on how you can make it up to me." He released his grip and started undoing his pants, pulled down his boxers and revealed his cock at full mast.

"I'll suck you off but you have to keep watch, I don't want Mike to find out."

I expected to find myself on my knees at some point tonight but not like this, I took a cushion off a kitchen chair and put it under my knees, took his lengthy cock in hand and felt the weight of it.

"Wait a sec, I've got an idea." he smirked and moved me under the little window between the kitchen and lounge. He nearly poked my eye out with his dick as he reached up and opened it out so he could look out at Mike and Dave, then guided it into my mouth. I don't know if it was the drink hitting already but it was kind of turning me on, to get your friend's girl to suck you off under his nose while he unwittingly watches takes balls but I couldn't risk Mike having a jealous reaction and taking it out on me so I have to make this quick. I cast my mind back to every girl who'd ever blown me and every porn video I'd ever watched and tried to incorporate them, I was looking up into his eyes as I ran my tongue along the full length of the bottom of his cock, tickling under the tip with the tip of mine, one hand very lightly running my nails along his balls while the other stroked what wasn't inside me. I alternated between those and pulling him deep into the back of my throat and bobbing on the end of his dick while trying to construct my throat around it, it ended up being a little loud and Ryan was enjoying it so much his knees banged into the counter.