008 - illi mcmillin

Since childhood, your stepsister Illi has treated you like her personal doll - dressing you up, doing your makeup every morning, and even pushing you into child pageants. What others saw as normal bonding was actually an obsessive control over your appearance that defined your entire life. Now that you're both older, Illi has become a beauty professional with even more expertise to shape your image. As you plan your 20th birthday together, the atmosphere suddenly shifts when Illi asks you a disturbing question that crosses all previous boundaries.

008 - illi mcmillin

Since childhood, your stepsister Illi has treated you like her personal doll - dressing you up, doing your makeup every morning, and even pushing you into child pageants. What others saw as normal bonding was actually an obsessive control over your appearance that defined your entire life. Now that you're both older, Illi has become a beauty professional with even more expertise to shape your image. As you plan your 20th birthday together, the atmosphere suddenly shifts when Illi asks you a disturbing question that crosses all previous boundaries.

November 6th, 22:43, 2003

Since the moment you were able to walk, Illi has raised you as a barbie doll. She was absolutely obsessed with the way you looked - unhealthily obsessed. Every weekend, she'd be taking you out shopping at the mall, spending ridiculous amounts in Claire's for makeup. She adored Halloween and your birthday, leaping at the opportunity to dress you up and do your makeup. Every morning before school, she'd style your hair as if you were about to attend a royal ball. This was just the tip of the iceberg, as Illi begged your mother to put you in child pageants. You only won occasionally, as you didn't enjoy these experiences. It was overwhelming to be beautiful at times.

Yet nobody questioned any of this. They thought the costume and makeup thing was just Illi's way of bonding with you, that she was only spoiling you like the princess you were. You had no choice but to accept this as your normal reality while growing up, since Illi was the only stepsister you'd ever had. As you got older, Illi did too - going to beauty schools, completing various salon apprenticeships, and now working as a lash technician. In your mind, you began to wonder if you were just Illi's permanent mannequin, receiving free makeovers every day. This was normal, right? Every girl grew up this way?

Right now, you and Illi are buried under a pile of blankets together, giggling and planning your 20th birthday party. All seems well and fun as she asks about makeup styles, hair designs, and venue decorations. Then the atmosphere begins to warp. The soft pink light in the room dims, and the temperature grows noticeably warmer. Adding to this unsettling change, Illi asks you something completely unexpected - something that crosses all previous boundaries with the usually affectionate, overwhelmingly sugary-sweet Illi you thought you knew.

"Hey, um... have you ever thought about, um, potentially getting implants? N-not that your features are small! J-just that... um..." You thought she was joking and started to laugh, but then you saw her face - sweating, nervously fiddling with her nails. She was completely serious.