Most of my works are long-form with regular chapters and lots of world building. This is much lighter in the lore department.
Tags: Mind Control, Harem, MF+, Sister's Friends, Submissive Female, Oral Sex
=/= The Beginning =/=
Katy and her friends had occupied the entire downstairs of her family home. It was the summer break, and she was back home from university. Kinsley, Kendra, Kaitlin, and of course Kimberly had been her best friends in high-school, and they hadn't been able to all get together for nearly a year. That meant that she had felt completely justified to tell her younger brother to make himself scarce. Kyle had finished his first year of community college and still lived at home, so he had the run of the house almost every day. Not only was Katy away at school all year, but her friends, her
best
friends, weren't even in the same city with her. They hadn't been able to get together as a group since the previous summer. It might be the last summer they could spend together, after senior year there was no telling where some of them might go.
Kinsley had really embraced the mousy librarian look since going away to college back East. Her brown hair had grown long and straight, and she'd taken to wearing hipster glasses, long skirts, and button-up blouses. These days, she read old literature that wasn't even for class. And it wasn't smutty fantasy books, it was
literature
. Some of it wasn't even in English. She'd mentioned grad school in the way someone mentions a possibility that had already been selected. She wasn't deciding on
whether
to get a masters, but
where
.
Kendra wanted to be a lawyer or something, and had gotten a scholarship to go to a school down South. She'd said that in some classes she had the lightest skin in the room, which seemed hard to believe. Back in high-school, she'd relaxed her hair, but now she let it grow out in box braids. She didn't talk like a local anymore, having adopted speech patterns from far away. Three years going to school in warmer climates had also acclimatized her to the higher end of the thermostat. She now wore her jacket and jeans even inside. It was a simple concession to how
cold
she found her old hangouts to be, but to Katy it looked like Kendra was ready to leave at any moment.
Kaitlin's family was involved in some kind of trading company that brought things over from Asia. Most of her family was still in China, and Kaitlin had gone to university in Chicago to study business and show that family that they needed to give her a piece of the action rather than give it all to her brother and male cousins. She'd always been driven in school, but the last few years had seen her get laser eye surgery and start wearing skirt suits to class. She dressed the part of a girl boss even when she came to Katy's house to unwind. She was going places, and Katy didn't think she was going with her.
And of course, Kimberly. Hilarious, beautiful,
tragic
Kimberly. Blond curly hair and an absolutely ridiculous body, Kimberly was the hottest girl in their group. She had also been the glue that held it together, because she was always pranking and joking and making the rest of the girls feel good. She had not had a good time of it in the last few years. Her father died, and she'd dropped out of school during her sophomore year at university. Kimberly had moved back home with student loans and no real prospects. The boys who used to chase after her for her beauty had moved on. The last year she'd been working at the movie theater, itself a failing business that had once been the tent pole of their city's downtown. Kimberly had tried to leave as the rest of them had, and she was the first one to have failed to escape their home's gravitational pull.
But while Katy felt increasing dread that her own future was apart from all her friends, that was for another night's worry. For the moment, the K-Pack was
back
. They had pizza and booze. They had queued up a whole grip of films that had moved them as teenagers. There was an entire night set aside for gossiping and an entire floor of the house set aside to do it in. Her parents were out of town for a week, her stupid brother had agreed to hide away upstairs, and everything was the way it was. Except, nothing is ever the way it was.
The past can be remembered fondly, but it is a country that one can never travel to. The K-Pack used to sneak drinks and laugh it up into the night, but now that they were all actually twenty-one, none of them had to rely on Kimberly's old fake ID. The drinks they had weren't special anymore because they weren't difficult to acquire. There was no
story
behind the Malibu or the vodka, they'd just gone to a store and bought it with money. The movies they'd loved as teenagers now seemed cringe, and more than a little misogynistic. But the most brutal reality was the growing crevasse between their shared experiences. Kendra told a story of dumb jock who'd tried to hit on her, and while it was funny, none of the rest of them knew the guy or had any frame of reference for the clumsy boasting he had engaged in. It was a story about a stranger, but even though it was Kendra speaking it was almost like it was
told by
a stranger as well. Katy laughed, but she felt a profound sense of loss. She'd set up the party to welcome everyone back, but it felt like she was saying her final goodbyes.
Perhaps sensing the lull in the mood, Kimberly came to rescue. Just like old times, she came up with some jokes and pranks that they could all engage with. "Let's get a dick pic and post it online." It was such a curveball that everyone stopped what they were doing to hear more. Questioning faces inquired whose dick she intended to pic. "Kyle's upstairs, right? He'll show me his little cock, and then I can take a picture of it and send it to all of you. We can all make fun of Kyle's pecker, it'll be fun."
Katy was aghast. Usually she was totally happy to live out dangerous and adventurous impulses vicariously through Kimberly, but this was too far. Or too close. Too much seeing her gross little brother's penis, in any case. "Absolutely not! Do
not
send me a picture of that loser's wee-wee. He's my
brother
." It was not the best objection to use for that crowd, as it set off a series of "Oooohs" rather than a serious discussion about the ramifications of dick picing her brother. Kinsley and Kendra made a pact that whoever put the funniest caption on Kyle's baby elephant parade would get treated to sushi by the other. Even Kaitlin seemed broadly supportive of Kimberly's Kyle cock capture conspiracy. Katy felt that she had completely lost control of the situation.
Grinning like a madwoman, Kimberly checked her phone was working and ran upstairs. And then, the rest of the girls waited. At first they were all giggling uncontrollably, but gradually they went silent. It seemed like they were waiting kind of a long time.
=/=
Kyle's room was not in a particularly presentable position. As a nineteen year old man who attended community college while living at his parent's house, he was not a person who maintained a routine regimen of room regulation. He was a skater whose considered opinion was that clothes that were going to go into the wash didn't need to be in any particular place prior to placement in the washing machine. The floordrobe was a completely adequate intermediary location for underwear to be found between wearings and washings. The situation had recently deteriorated, as Katy had insisted that he move all his stuff from around the house to his room specifically. Annoyingly, their mother had supported her on this, and now Kyle's room looked even more like a disaster area than normal.
Not that the state of his room was a big problem for him. His older sister's ridiculously hot friends were over and they made it clear that they did not want him around. He had some snacks in his room, a set of headphones so that he could play HALO without being accused of bothering anyone, and everything was set. He could wait out the siege, coming out for breakfast and shower only after all the women had left. Some of his skater friends had suggested that he had a romantic opportunity, or something much cruder than that, but he didn't think there was any chance of getting anywhere with any of them. To those women, he would always be Katy's loser little brother, even though he was going to be a sophomore and was like three inches taller than even Kendra. Despite how often he'd been around them in the previous seven years, they'd never been part of his social circle. When he was a high-school sophomore, he'd had hopes and dreams that one of the hot senior girls that hung out with his sister would go out with him, but that dream had been crushed and he was over it. The few times that any of them had held out such a possibility, it had just been part of a prank. Generally by Kimberly.
