[TF4M] - Moving In With Your Sister's Ex [Slow Burn] [Feminization] [Gentle Femdom] [Free-Use]
It was five minutes after my stream ended that my phone started ringing. The timing wasn't a coincidence. The caller ID read the name of a close friend and ex-girlfriend - Sarah. If there was anyone in my life that knew my odd work hours it would be her.
The conversation wasn't exactly a short one. Her voice was unusually trepidatious as she tip-toed around pleasant small talk and belayed the reason for her calling. I let her squirm, knowing that something bigger was coming, partially because I took some mischievous glee in her discomfort and partially because it's nice to talk to her. Delaying whatever she had in mind meant more of the latter.
She told me about you. We've met. A few occasions we've played games together online - the three of us. I thought you were nice enough. Funny and cute is a difficult combination to dislike and I wasn't going to put in the effort.
She told me about your shitty year. How your girlfriend had broken up with you days before Valentine's. How you had been fired from your job a month later; made redundant by AI. You'd swallowed your pride and moved back in with your parents and were finding it next to impossible to get back on your feet. The job market is brutal and living with your parents after moving out isn't good for anyone's mental health.
And so came the ask. Would I be willing to have you as a roommate until you could bounce back?
The answer was an obvious yes. Lingering feelings for Sarah meant that I was a pushover when it came to anything she asked of me although I wasn't quite ready to admit that to myself. I also lived alone. My apartment was spacious: two stories, three bedrooms (one of which became my office), and big enough to have a pool overlooking the city. Needless to say, streaming on Twitch paid pretty damn well and I relished the opportunity to share my good fortune with whomever would appreciate it.
So, Sarah made the arrangements.
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You had put yourself to work in the days after you moved in. If there was housework to be done, you readily volunteered to do it. It kept you busy between writing job application after job application and it made you feel better to know you were doing something to pay back my generosity. I pushed back just enough to let you know that you needn't feel guilty but if it made you feel better then I wasn't going to argue too forcefully.
Washing dishes, cooking dinner, dusting, vacuuming, it was all straight-forward enough. Within the week the place was looking better than ever. Then came the laundry.
It's not like you hadn't done a woman's laundry before. You're beyond the juvenile curiosity at panties, bras, and the like. Nevertheless, you found yourself holding a pair of lacy panties. The thought of me wearing them came naturally as did the reaction it stirred beneath your own underwear. A scent tickled your nose; faint and barely there. You did what came naturally. You brought the panties to your nose, inhaled deep, and smelt for the first time the musk of a woman's cock lingering on the undergarments.
It took you a moment but you came to your senses. You almost threw the panties into the washing machine; abhorred at what you'd just done and feeling shame at the powerful erection throbbing in your pants.
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The following months had been a whirlwind.
I come out of my office and follow my feet to the kitchen. You're there, bent over at the waist, elbow rested on the countertop, as you scroll through your phone. Your sundress is short and in your current position I can see the barest hint of panties. It's enough to make my cock stir.
I approach you from behind without a word. There's a slight jolt of surprise from your body as my hands come to rest on your hips. My throbbing cock, loose in a pair of sweatpants, pressing into the luscious form of your behind. Those squats have been paying off.
I lean down. My breasts press into your back. My breath is hot on your ear. My hand moves around to the front of your body, between your legs, and I smile as you let out a cute moan. You grind back into my cock greedily. Two signals that you're into this. The third is growing in my palm.
"Good girl," I whisper, "So eager for me."
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I hope you enjoyed that little teaser. I know I enjoyed writing it.
I'm hoping to use that as inspiration for a long-term roleplay. The kinks that I've listed in the title are the main ones that I want to base the roleplay around. That doesn't mean we can't add more!
I'd like our characters relationship to be one of acquaintances. We've met and hung out a handful of times but there isn't a ton of familiarity there. How familiar your character is with mine's Twitch career is up to you whether it be a complete unknown or a full blown crush. Whether or not her career plays into the story is also up for discussion. As is whether or not your character's sister features in the story at all. I'm totally open to incest.
I'm flexible on a lot of the details. I really like to plan a lot of the minutiae with my partner to make it something we both have our fingerprints on which is why this section here is mercifully short.
Needless to say, if this sparks your interest then please message me. If you've gotten this far, send me a short list of things you like to be called in the bedroom (good girl, sissy, pet, etc.) and things you like to call your partner (mommy, mistress, big sis, etc.).