I grew up in a small town, just me and my momma, when I got a college acceptance letter on a gymnastics scholarship in a city near you, you suggest that I stay with you to save on money.

It’s not long before you realize that I’m dumb, suggestible, and very gullible. A few interactions with me lead you to see how far you can push me.

It was very easy for you to have a laundry machine accidentally destroy my clothing, and as an apology, you went out and bought me a bunch of too small lewd outfits. Tiny g-strings, thongs, small bras, mesh tops, tiny cut off shirts, loose flimsy flowing dress’s. Thigh high socks, knee high socks, short ankle socks.

With out enough money to buy new cloths, I graciously accepted when you replaced my wardrobe.

You often asked me to help you around the house, as a way to help pay my way.

Often times, I’d end up on my hands and knees cleaning up something, or I’d bring you a drink.

You made it clear from the get go, your a very touchy kid of guy, oftentimes hugging me, smacking my butt as you walked past, how was I to know it wasn’t the innocent touching I thought it was?

As you push further and further, you start having me sit in your lap when we watch a movie, hotdogging me.

Of course the whole time, any time I wonder about what your doing, you have a perfectly logical reason for what’s happening in the moment, it’s not even sexual. And you can believe your dumb hot niece believes you.

Limits: Nothing illegal, no toiletplay, no direct force.

Kinks: Open to most things.

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