Sunday Roy woke to find his stepsister's tits on his face. Again. Annoyed he shoved Kelsey off him. She laughed at his bright red flush.
"I thought you could use something to go with that morning wood."
"Get the fuck out of my room!"
"I'll get out of my bed if you join me in mine."
She shoved her off the bed.
"Fuck you!"
"Promise?"
Roy let out a scream of frustration and marched out of his own bedroom. He ran himself a hot shower and stepped inside. He smacked his palms against the shower walls. He cursed his parents for getting him into this mess. These last five months of living hell were all their fault. His father could have married any woman. Why did he have to choose the mother of his stalker?
Living together through their senior year had been a nightmare. Every conversation with her was loaded with innuendo. She stayed far too close and had a bad habit of touching him whenever and wherever she could. Only having their parents under the same roof kept her from going much farther. The promise of college out of state was the only thing that made it at all tolerable.
That's when everything fully went to hell. Their parents were arrested for embezzlement. The money dried up. He had to get a scholarship to attend classes at the local community college. The same one Kelsey attended.
The only thing they were allowed to keep was the house. It turned out their parents had signed ownership of the house over to them when they turned eighteen. It was being contested in court but for now they were still living together. Now, however, they were alone.
As the months dragged on her boldness grew. First it was dropping all coyness and just stating outright how much she wanted to fuck him. Tell him in detail how she wanted it. She wore less and less clothing around the house. Letting herself into his room had started last month.
Roy took a deep breath. He needed to calm himself down. He needed to think about something else. His mind drifted back to the one thing that made him happiest in this life: Power Girl. He pictured the busty blond superheroine in the shower with him. The two of them making out. As he let himself fall into the fantasy his dream girl shifted in his mind's eye. She was now a very real girl. One he lusted for only a little than Power Girl. She was Mia Brooks.
They had met in the library during study hall. She had been drawing a picture of Power Girl in her notebook instead of working. They bonded over their love of the character. It took some time, some trust, and some coaxing for them both to admit they had the hots for the heroine. Not only did she share his obsession was fucking sexy herself. He pictured her in a Power Girl cosplay as they made out. Her black skin complemented the white body suit. Her long curly black hair flowed down her back. Her DD breasts were smaller than Power Girl's but only because Mia was human. He cupped and played with them through the material.
As his fantasy played out, she shifted again. This time it went in a direction he was not prepared for. She was white again but now half his height. Her hair was shoulder length and dyed pink. She was thicker with a more pronounced ass. Her breasts were larger but still smaller than Power Girl's. Unlike the others she was totally naked. Unlike the others he could actually
feel
her flesh.
"Kelsey!"
He shut off the shower and stormed out of the bathroom.
"You know you want me!"
"No, I don't! you know what? I'm going to prove it to you. Right now!"
Back into his room he marched with her hot on his heels. He grabbed his phone and placed the call he'd been dreading and dreaming about for so long.
"Hey, Mia. Good, I'm good. I was wondering... I was wondering if you'd like to go out Friday night. Great! I'll pick you up at eight. Can't wait, either. See you then. Bye."
He hung up and looked at his stepsister triumphantly.
"See? That's the woman I want to be with. Not you."
She turned and marched out in a little huff. He was not aware of it in the moment, but he watched her shapely little ass jiggle with every step to her bedroom.
Monday Roy came home from his English class around ten. He dropped his bags by the door, exhausted. It was a hard class but at least it was a brake from Kelsey. He flipped on the lights.
"Holy shit!" he shouted, staggering backwards.
A strange woman was sitting on his couch, watching him. It took a moment for his brain to process two incredible facts about her. The first was that she was fucking Power Girl! It was as if his comic book crush had stepped right out of a panel and planted her fine ass on his couch, legs crossed. How was this possible? It couldn't be. Could it?
That's when he noticed the second thing about her. This woman was not real. Her skin was clearly artificial, as close to real without actually being real. The same went for her hair, her eyes, her lips, everything. She was also large. She was a doll. She was a fucking sex doll!
