Squeezing In

 Squeezing In

Lyle was super smart, but that didn't ever seem to help him get one over on his evil bitchy step-sister Kylie. She was too manipulative and hot to ever come second and she always got what she wanted in the end.

Kylie was a bratty slut who dressed in the tightest, shiniest clothing Lyle had ever seen. She loved to wear big heels and her curvy body was always squeezed into super tight slutty latex. Big blonde hair and long pink nails completed her ultra feminine look.

She loved to date white boys and drain them whilst fucking black studs. Cucking white boys and coming home with cum dripping out of her pussy was her favourite feeling in the world. She was manipualtive, demanding and horny. To her; men were lesser beings to be used for money or pleasure.

But even Kylie had to accept some limits on her power and when they were forced as a family to move into a smaller house she was outraged when it was revealed that she was meant to share a room with Lyle.

"OMG - I am NOT sharing a room with this dweeb. This is gonna be my fucking boudoir and you're gonna have to learn to live like a hot girl."

Kylie's face flashed with a wicked smirk. "Actually that gives me an idea."

Walking to the door she locked it. "Take off your fucking clothes loser. All of them."

Lyle boggled - his mouth dropped open as his step-sister bossed him around.

"Didn't you hear me simp. Get those clothes fucking off. Soon you won't ever need them again."

Bullied by his more powerful step-sister Lyle stripped off his clothes. "Wh... what are you doing?"

"Well loser, if we do have to share a room I think we should share a body. You're going to become me and make me more powerful. Once I absorb your brains - I'll be an even bigger bitch."

"Wh... what are you talking about?" gasped Lyle in confusion.

"Oh just some evil magic I learned," she grinned demonically as she walked over to him and pulled at her tight latex pants.

To his amazement they stretched and grew in her hands as she pulled them bigger and bigger. They now looked like clown pants, but they were fighting to snap back to their normal size.

"Climb in... squeeze in with me. Don't you want to become a slut and merge with me loser?"

Lyle shook his head. "This... this is insane."

"Shut up and squeeze in here with me bitch. You're becoming me whether you want to or not. Come on Lyle, get in."

Almost like another will was controling him, Lyle stepped into his sisters pants with her. He could feel her warm flesh next to his and smell her feminine perfection.

"Good boy," she purred releasing her pants.

The tight pink latex shrank instantly and Lyle groaned as he felt it snap around his legs and crush him against his step sister. Tighter and tighter the latex contracted squeezing him and Kylie together.

"Mmmmmmh here it comes loser," laughed Kylie as he felt a strange sensation in his ass and legs. Looking down he gasped as he saw he was now merged with Kylie from the waist downwards.

"Doesn't it feel good to become me," she whispered in his ear as she pulled at her top. It too stretched and she pulled it over his torso then let it snap back dragging him backwards into her big tits.

"Ohhhh fuckkkk yessss," hissed Lyle as he felt Kylie's big boobs meld into his back and then push out of his own chest as he was pulled inexorably into her. His hands - now complete with long pink nails shot to his tits and he groaned in pleasure as the latex finished setting in place.

"Mmmmmmh I feel good," he moaned.

"That's because you're becoming me," giggled Kylie. "Now let's complete this merger and start our new life together. Say it. Say you want to be a fucking bitch."

"Yessssss I want to be a fucking bitch. Make me into you. Take it all."

With a groan Kylie felt her step-brother melt into her perfect body. With a grin she pushed her head into Lyle's and felt his face transform into her perfect features. He was becoming her and it felt so good...

"Mmmmh ohhhh fuck YES!"

**********

Panting with lust - the newly born 'Kyler' looked around her room and stretched her body. She felt good - flushed with intelligence and knowledge. Already reality was writing out Lyle and in moments he would no longer exist.

This room was all hers and she didn't have to share it with anyone.

Lying on the bed she picked up her phone and called up some guys she knew. She needed to get fucked.

"Mmmmmh I wonder how many guys I can squeeze into my tight holes?" she giggled.

"We're going to be so good together step-bro."


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