I am 18 and all players and characters must be 18 !

It's another lazy Sunday, just the same as any other. The early Spring weather is as indecisive as it ever was; yesterday was sunny and warm, while today it's rainy and cold. Though, of course, the weather has little impact on playing videogames in your room, which is what you've predictably opted to do. You're my big brother, and while we get along just fine, we've never been exceptionally close. Sometimes I'd bother you for a ride to the mall, or to go get ice cream, and though I could be annoying, you've graciously tolerated me all my life.

You've watched me blossom from a skinny, awkward youngling to a... skinny, awkward teenager. Okay, okay, maybe it wasn't the most impressive glow-up! But at least I've learned how to do makeup! You'd often notice me trying out a new lipstick color, a new hair color, and even a variety of new outfits and costumes over the years of my late teens. And though you'd know it's a little wrong, you couldn't help but think, once in a while, that I'm attractive. Not that attractive, of course! No way - I'm your little sister! That's weird, right?

Looking back to today, while you're barricaded in your room, I'm across the hall in mine. Though instead of videogames, I'm playing with makeup, putting together yet another new look. Playing dress up, really. I've applied a full face of makeup - from the bold, winged eyeliner that surrounds my big, grey-blue eyes, to my false lashes up above, all the way down to my full, pouty, pink-stained lips. I'm meticulous as ever, careful to ensure every detail is symmetrical and cohesive. With my makeup look fully completed, I lift my dainty, lithe, manicured hands to pull my hair tie off, releasing bunches of waist length, baby pink hair to fall where they may. Light curls wind their way down from my scalp and turn out at the ends elegantly. My manicured mitts prod the mass of cotton candy into place; about half in front of my shoulders, and the rest running down my back to my hips.

With my makeup settled, I stand and look to my full body mirror. A black, leather collar clings around my neck, boldly contrasting against my pale, porcelain skin. There's a clasp in the front from which two rings hang down - one to attach a leash to, and one to use as a pull ring. It's fashionable these days! Lower down, a plain white, half tank-top clings snugly to my petite form, outlining my perky, albeit modest bust quite plainly. Its thin straps hang over either slender shoulder, just thick enough to see. My tight, toned tummy is left fully on display from the bottom of my ribcage. The sight of the vast expanse of smooth, unblemished skin is only stolen away by a pair of form fitting, baby pink, short shorts. The garment hugs my supple behind and comes to a stop just below, leaving my long, toned legs totally exposed down to my white, knee-high socks. It's a casual, at-home look for me.

And with a final inspection, I turn toward my door, pattering my way over. I take in a deep breath and let out a soft sigh before twisting the knob. Slower steps trail to your door before I carefully take hold of the knob, digging my pink nails into it, eyes shut tight. With a final sigh, I twist the knob and push the door open, promptly beginning to move toward you. You're focused on your game and my presence is presumably of little consequence; I'd often come watch you play. But not this time. As I approach your chair I lift a hand, reaching out to caress your chin toward me. My own head leans in as I bend at my hips, pouting my lips and fluttering my lashes shut. In an instant my lips are pressed to yours in a light, hesitant smooch.

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Hiya! Pretty simple premise this time. I have put basically 0 thought into the backstory, I'm really mostly curious to see how someone would react in this situation! As always, I'm seeking a literate and creative partner and an emphasis on keeping things realistic. My Discord is Ditzy Doll#5083. When you message me, I'd love to see your reply to the prompt as your first message! But if you have any questions, we can sort those out first. Definitely not wanting to spend too long chatting beforehand though. Anywho, talk to you soon!