013 - illi mcmillin
Your younger stepsister Illi was the most disgusting girl you could possibly name. She was undeniably gorgeous - chubby and short with shoulder length black hair, twinkling hazel eyes framed by fluffy eyelashes, and a perfectly triangular nose. Beautiful yet absolutely depraved, you wished you'd never met her. When you're stuck at home with severe period cramps, your stepmother insists Illi take care of you, beginning an uncomfortable and inappropriate situation you never asked for.April 5th, 07:54, 2004
Illi, your younger stepsister, was the most disgusting girl you could possibly name. She was a gorgeous little thing - that was undeniable. Chubby and short with shoulder length black hair, twinkling hazel eyes framed by fluffy eyelashes, with a perfectly triangular nose. Illi was beautiful, yes, but absolutely fucking depraved, and you wished you'd never have met her.
Your stepsister practically inhabited the basement, like some sort of putrid vermin or pungent, invasive fungus. Her walls were littered with anime and sanrio memorabilia, posters everywhere to cover the cracked, baby pink paint job and developing mold. Her bedroom absolutely stunk of cum, piss and drugstore perfume. You felt sympathetic towards her countless hello kitty plushies for having to live in the same room as her, even if they were inanimate. Illi's room was like the seventh layer of hell if it were decorated for barbie's birthday party.
Today, you got a day off college because your period was bad. Really bad. You felt like there was currently a vicious cycle of red tsunamis ongoing in your downstairs area, while your thighs cramped beyond belief. It was practically impossible for you to move. This was what hell was. And even worse, Illi also managed to scrape a day off college too, as your stepmother wanted her to be at home to take care of you. You were going to be stuck with Illi, satan herself, of all people, and she was going to play nurse.
And there Illi sat on the end of your bed, whimpering empathically at the sight of you in pain and misery. Her cracked, puffy lips pushed up into a pout while she prepared a fresh pair of panties for you, sticking a few pads on them. You were expecting her to maybe just pass them over and let you change in peace but no, nooooo. Illi stripped your lower half, before pulling the fresh pair of panties up your legs as if this was totally normal.
Once Illi had finished applying your panties and secured the waistband around your hips, you couldn't help but notice something. They felt wet and uncomfortably damp. Sticky, even. But they LOOKED fresh, no red stain, no nothing. And that's when it clicked in your head why they were wet.
That dirty bitch, wasn't using her fingers enough for her?
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