User blog:ExdeathsBagel/Blackmail (WWYD by Bobruffains)

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“Yo big bro!” I hear my sister, Kendra, say as she rhythmically knocks on my door. I get up from my chair and open the door to see the usual grin with a hint of spine chilling malicious spread across her pale face but this time, holding something behind her back. Pulling it out from behind her, it’s revealed to be a skimpy red dress, with a low chest line and incredibly short skirt, fortunately, she read my confusion and began to explain.

“I went to mall and bought this for a party, but I think it might be a bit too big for me. Could you just hold it up to yourself in front of the mirror and tell me if it’s more your size?”

“You didn’t try it on before you bought it?” I asked.

Her grin faltered ever so slightly, “All the changing rooms nearby were booked and the party’s gonna start soon. Just hold it up for a few seconds so I know what size to shrink it too. Please, do this as a favor for your little sis!”

Something in my gut told me not to trust her, but while she might have been a Lich, she was still my sister, so that had to count for something, it almost always did. My adoptive mother also a Lich, and I never knew who the father was, and while my mom always treated me with love, Kendra seemed to view me not as a sibling, but as a specimen at times, fortunately, nothing’s become of those looks other than a chill, so I decided to do as she said.

And I immediately regretted it the moment I held the dress up to the mirror and heard the telltale click of a phone camera. I turned and saw my sister grinning like a madwoman.

“Why did you-”

She interrupted me as she snatched the dress out of my hands, “Thanks bro! Now I’ve got something funny to show everyone.”

“Wait, no! Don’t, please.” I begged.

She put her hand over her chin, and while it looked like she was thinking, knowing her she orchestrated this much earlier. My suspicions were correct when she spoke again, “I got it then! How about this? I’ve been working on clothes that make its wearer look like the opposite gender for a while now. You come with me to the party wearing them, and I won’t show off the pic, deal?”

“Is it that?” I asked hesitantly, pointing to the dress.

She giggled, “No way! This costed a fortune, I’m gonna be wearing this!” A sudden dark aura enveloped it as it began to shrink to more her size. “What I’ve got for you is a little less revealing, it’s not perfect after all.”

She quickly leaves her room before coming back with a far more conservative outfit, if anything, it looked like normal clothes; a purple long sleeve shirt and some black jeans. She was also holding a wig of long black hair.

“Go ahead, put these on.” Kendra said as she moved to the door.

“Even the wig?” I asked.

“Especially the wig.” She grinned before closing the door behind her.

<p class="MsoNormal">I should’ve locked it, hell, I’ve should’ve checked to make sure it was fully closed, because every time I put on a piece of clothing I heard the click of her camera. By the time I was done, even with the wig on, I looked in the mirror and could hardly pass as a woman.

<p class="MsoNormal">While I was certainly thin enough and, knowing Kendra, she would just explain to her friends that I’m flat, I still had a noticeable, if very faint, stubble (for no matter how much I shaved it never seemed to go away) and there was still the obvious Adam’s apple. The wig also didn’t match me brown hair color and given how hot it was I was probably going to roll up my sleeves at some point and expose the arm hair I had.

<p class="MsoNormal">After another click, Kendra stepped in, clearly holding in her laughter. “Man I’ve got so much dirt on you I could keep you doing favors for a year! But I’m a good sis so just going to this party with me and being my friend will do.”

<p class="MsoNormal">I looked at her, feeling angry and betrayed, “Figures you need to make a fake friend, any real one quickly leaves when finding out you’re an asshole.” It stung me to say that, but it was numbed by the thought of her blackmailing me.

<p class="MsoNormal">If what I said hurt her, she didn’t show it. Instead, she held up a rather ornate looking belt, “Put this on, so you actually look the part.”

<p class="MsoNormal">I take it from her and quickly do so, and nearly jump when I look into the mirror. I now have incredibly smooth looking skin, and it even feels smooth to the touch, I roll up my sleeve and see and feel the same thing. The wig now looks like a natural part of my hair, and even my Adam’s apple is mostly gone.

<p class="MsoNormal">“How did you-” I cover my mouth in shock as a woman’s voice comes out.

<p class="MsoNormal">Kendra laughs at my shock, and also in pride “It’s a success! The belt works!”

<p class="MsoNormal">“The belt? What about the clothes?” I asked slowly, trying to get used my new voice.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Nope power’s all in the belt! It transforms the appearance of the wearer to look like a woman, but it’s not perfect. You don’t get tits, hence why you’re wearing a rather modest shirt, and you get to keep your dick, so I couldn’t give tighter jeans.”

<p class="MsoNormal">I couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Just gotta check one last thing.” She says only to quickly cup me in between my legs. I let out a yelp that sounds even more pitiful in this womanly voice and jump away. Kendra laughs, “It’s good, couldn’t feel a thing. So go ahead a pop all the boners you want in in that.”

<p class="MsoNormal">As I grit my teeth and glare at her, Kendra rest her chin in her hand. “But you know what? I think you’re missing something.” She   then snaps her fingers, “Makeup! Damn! Could’ve told you to put that on before the belt and have had even more dirt!”

<p class="MsoNormal">I only glare at her as she drags me to the bathroom and begins applying makeup, closing my eyes as she does so.

<p class="MsoNormal">“There! All done.” Kendra says, full of pride. “By the way the belt’s power fades if it’s undone, so if you have to go the bathroom, hold it, K? Now come on! The party awaits!”

<p class="MsoNormal">As she grabs me by the hand, she pulls out her phone and begins scrolling through the pictures of me cross dressing, “And remember, no funny business or everyone knows you cross dress. I’m your best friend, got it?”

<p class="MsoNormal">I nod.

<p class="MsoNormal">Kendra practically drags me to the car, and I’m grateful none of the neighbors spot me, not that they’d recognize me. In a way, I wish my mom was here, though she was also a Lich, she wouldn’t have let this happen. But she’s out of town for the weekend, leaving me at Kendra’ mercy.

<p class="MsoNormal">We drive in silence as I look at my reflection in the mirror, although I certainly pass for a woman, I can’t help but keep checking for any sort of imperfection that would point me out.

<p class="MsoNormal">Kendra giggles at this, “Like the way you look? Admit it, you’d fuck the person in the reflection if it wasn’t you.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Shut up.” I say through gritted teeth.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Watch your tongue now, friend, unless you want me spilling some juicy secrets about Thomas.” She says as we pull up to the house. “That reminds me, you need a name! I can’t call you Thomas now, can I? How about…Samantha?”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Fine.”

<p class="MsoNormal">Kendra holds up her phone, “Every time you don’t respond to it, I show a pic to everyone. So what’s your name again?”

<p class="MsoNormal">“…Samantha.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Good!” Kendra steps out of the car, I wordlessly follow her.

<p class="MsoNormal">We were quickly greeted by a Manticore, who ushered us in without a second thought and Kendra quickly found her clique, dragging me along. They, as was almost everyone, was a mamono of some kind. Men were also prominent, and nearly all were with a mamono, but there didn’t seem to be any women with the ‘exception’ of me.

<p class="MsoNormal">“So Kendra, who’s your friend?” A Holstaur asks.

<p class="MsoNormal">Kendra doesn’t say anything, instead she simply turns to me, as everyone else in the group then does, expecting me to introduce myself. While everyone is giving me a welcoming smile, only Kendra’s has a hint of malice in her eyes, like she’s just barely able to contain the excitement of me screwing up.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I’m Samantha.” I say softly.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Sorry, I don’t think they could catch that.” Kendra says with a grin.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Oh there’s no need to be shy. I heard it fine by the way, it’s Samantha.” The Holstaur says, she seems pretty nice. “I’d be pretty shy too if my tits were that small.”

<p class="MsoNormal">Something about that set me off, even more so as she stretched her back, further accentuating her chest.

<p class="MsoNormal">“God again with the chest Jessica, you know some guys find huge tits gross right?” The Inari of the group says.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Shut it Amy! That’s bullshit! You’re just mad you’ve got use magic to get better boobs.” Jessica shoots back.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I don’t know, my boyfriend prefers my bust size, and it’s nowhere near as big as yours.” A Lamia says.

<p class="MsoNormal">As the group begins to argue, I can’t help but slowly back away in awkward silence, not really able to contribute, at least without risking revealing I’m a man. After a certain length away, I feel a strong grip on my arm, I turn and see Kendra.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Not planning on leaving are you?” She asks in a low voice.

<p class="MsoNormal">“No, just-you know me. I suck at talking to people.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Well at least try to talk to people. Now, I’m going to the bathroom, and if you aren’t talking to anyone by the time I’m back, everyone here is seeing you holding the dress up in the mirror.”

<p class="MsoNormal">Before I could say anything, she quickly walked off, leaving me to my own devices. I wander from crowd to crowd, trying to get to find someone to talk to. Unfortunately everyone is either too enamored in their conversations, I’m too clumsy to start one, or simply ignore me. Just when all hoped seemed lost, a familiar voice cuts through the booming music.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Looking for something to drink?” I recognize the voice and my heart stops, I turn and see one of my friends, Alex. He greets me with a smile, waiting for me to answer.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Uh no. Just looking for…someone to talk to.” I say embarrassingly.

<p class="MsoNormal">   Alex chuckles, “Tell me about. The monster girls here intimidating for you too?”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Yeah, it’s nice to see another human, Alex.” I say.

<p class="MsoNormal">I turn pale as he gives me a look of confusion, “How did you know my name was Alex?”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Uh, lucky guess.” I say.

<p class="MsoNormal">He simply shrugs, “So, what’s up?”

<p class="MsoNormal">I throw in that I was invited here, not really specified who, and let Alex do most of the talking in the conversation, not that I had much of a choice. He didn’t exactly make his attraction to me subtle, saying things like how I looked a lot better than all the mamono here, and how kind I was while I fought back the urge to gag. I don’t even talk to women as much as he does and do better than this.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Found a friend, Samantha?” Kendra says as she walks up.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Oh, Samatha’s your name? Cool. Did you invite her, Kendra?”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Sure did, she’s a good friend of mine!” Kendra says as she wraps her arm around me and pulls us close. It takes every fiber of my being to not pull away from this artificial sign of affection.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Well, it’s great to see another human here. By the way, how’s Thomas doing?” Alex asks.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Thomas, as in your brother?” Amy says as she walks up to us.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I had no idea you had a brother!” Jessica says as she excitedly approaches us, “Is he single? Does he like mamono’s with huge tits?”

<p class="MsoNormal">By this point many eyes were on Kendra, “He’s doing fine. You know him, always content to stay at home and never socialize.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Wow really? He never goes out?” Jessica asks, sounding dejected.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Nope, he’s so out of touch with culture, like, he doesn’t watch the news or anything. He’s such a shut in that it’s honestly pretty pitiful!”

<p class="MsoNormal">That made my overall mood only worsen as I began walking away.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Hey, Samantha, were are you going?” Kendra asks as she grabs my hand.

<p class="MsoNormal">I glare at her, and say in a low whisper, “Piss off. I’ll stay at the party, but I’m not about to hear you put me down.” I break out her grip and keep moving.

<p class="MsoNormal">“What’s wrong with her?” The Lamia asks

<p class="MsoNormal">“Oh, she’s just gonna find someone else to talk to.” I hear Kendra says. After a few seconds I hear her say, “I think she’s looking for a woman or mamono, Alex.” I think that would be the only time I’d thank her during this entire evening.

<p class="MsoNormal">Unfortunately, I did not get far, as I felt something spin me around and push me against the wall. I was face to face with a Hellhound, who had a glint in her eye that chilled me to the core.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Is something wrong?” I ask nervously.

<p class="MsoNormal">Her grin grows, “Wow, I don’t know if you’re that good at faking it, or if that’s some strong ass magic.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“What do you-”

<p class="MsoNormal">“I know you’re a dude.” I grew pale as she said that, “I can smell it, smell the scent of a man.” She licks my face ever so slightly, “Man, despite that this is some next level kinkiness, so I’ll cut you a deal: Be my husband and let me ravage you as I please, dressed like this of course. If you do, I’ll let you go and won’t reveal your secret, but if you refuse, well, all I need to do is tear off these pants and expose that delicious cock to everyone!”

<p class="MsoNormal">Before I could say anything, a hand gripped the Hellhound’s shoulder, “Heather, what did I tell you about harassing the other guest?” A Hinezumi said.

<p class="MsoNormal">Heather brushed her shoulder off, “And what did I say about you playing bouncer Ayase? Mandy might appreciate it, but I sure as shit don’t! You want to take this outside?!”

<p class="MsoNormal">I quickly move away from what I assumed was conflict though a few moments later I felt another hand on my shoulder, it was Ayase’s, much to my relief.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Thank you for saving me. Ayase right? I’m Samantha.” I say.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Don’t mention it, this party isn’t my thing anyway, and not many people want to spar, even when they’re drunk on Mandy’s beer.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Well you don’t have to worry about that with me, I don’t drink. It’s just not for me” I say.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Finally, call me a snob, but it’s nice to meet someone who doesn’t offer me drink.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Well, how do you know they aren’t offering you water?” I ask.

<p class="MsoNormal">Ayase smirks, “Right, that foul smelling water everyone is all too eager to drink. Hell, I just saw a Red Oni do a keg stand with ‘water’ a few minutes ago.”

<p class="MsoNormal">We laughed at that before Ayase continued, “By the way, that Hellhound, Heather, told me there was something odd about you. Said it was something about your scent.” She leaned in close and began to smell me as I got nervous.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Hm, no idea what got her so interested about you. All I smell is deodorant, smells kind of…masculine. Wait,” I brace myself for her to figure it out, “You put on men’s deodorant?”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Uh, yes?” I say nervously.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Wow, me too! I mean, I know there’s not much of difference between men and women’s deodorant, but I just feel like men’s does a better job at covering sweat you know? And that’s a pretty big deal for me, being a Hinezume and all, martial arts is pretty much a way of life for me.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“You practice martial arts too?” I ask, only to regret revealing personal info about me.

<p class="MsoNormal">Yet that regret seems to fade as her smile grows, “I live and breathe it! Wow, we gotta meet up sometime. Heck, why not now? Come on, let’s go find some place to spar!”

<p class="MsoNormal">Ayase then looks over my shoulder and grimaces, “Oh great, this might be trouble.”

<p class="MsoNormal">I turn and see Heather, two Werewolves, and a Cu Sith approaching us, all of them except for Heather sniffing the air.

<p class="MsoNormal">The Cu Sith suddenly stops sniffing as her head shoots to me, “Wow Heather! You’re right, that person does have the scent of a-” A swift paw from one of the Werewolves shuts her up.

<p class="MsoNormal">Heather licks her lips, “You decide yet? I’m feeling ansty.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Ansty? About what?” Ayase says as she steps in between us, “No offense Samantha, but I don’t think you’re able to spar with Heather.”

<p class="MsoNormal">Heather chuckles, “Oh, silly little Ayase, always thinking about the boring things people can do with two intertwining bodies. Don’t you find it strange your new lady friend has a peculiar scent about them?”

<p class="MsoNormal">I quickly move away as Ayase looks to me in confusion while Heather continues to grin. I had to find Kendra and tell her what’s happening, fortunately it wasn;t hard to spot her, sitting at a nearby table grinning like a maniac.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Kendra, we need to go. Now.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Why, this so much fun.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“No, you don’t understand, people are finding out.”

<p class="MsoNormal">She scoffs, “Bullshit, that belt makes you look the part completely, hell it even makes you feel the part. Have you been letting some info slip? Because if so, I hope you don’t mind me letting some ‘info’ slip.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Dammit Kendra, the Hellhounds and other dogs can smell me!” I say in a harsh whisper.

<p class="MsoNormal">Kendra’s smirk slowly fades into a look of shock, “W-wait. ''Smell? ''As is…? Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit! How could I have been so stupid as to forget smell?! Sonofa-”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Yo Kendra! How you doing?” Heather asked as she approached us, the other hounds in tow.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Uh, I’m good.” Kendra says, appearing nervous for the first time since we got here.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Great! Your friend’s looking good to, real good.” Heather licks her lips as the other hounds do the same, “Granted there’s one thing I can’t help but notice about her. Kendra,” Heather suddenly gets up on the table and shouts over the music, “Samantha smells like a man!”

<p class="MsoNormal">At the word ‘man’, all the voices stop and the music slowly fades, all eyes are on us, and Heather is staring down at us, triumphant.

<p class="MsoNormal">“So?” A voice from the crowd that I recognize as Ayase’s says.

<p class="MsoNormal">“So?!” Heather echoes, “I’m not talking about the scent of a lady who just smells like man. I’m talking about the scent of manhood!” Many voices begin to stir excitedly now, “That’s right fellow mamonos! We’ve got a kinky cross dresser here!” Heather looks down at Kendra, “Unless I’m wrong, can’t see how though, my nose never lies to me.”

<p class="MsoNormal">Kendra pauses for a moment, as all eyes fall on her, “Samantha has a men’s scent because…because…”

<p class="MsoNormal">Heather leans in, looking eager to pounce.

<p class="MsoNormal">Kendra shot her head up at her, a grin on her face, “Because she’s a total slut! She’ll lay with any man she can get her hands on! I just invited her to the party just to see how many men she’d try to sleep with!”

<p class="MsoNormal">The crowd goes silent for a moment.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Really, calling your friend a slut?” A voice says.

<p class="MsoNormal">“You know, she’s been watching Samantha this whole time.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Wow, you’re kind of an asshole Kendra.”

<p class="MsoNormal">Kendra’s expression falls as her plan, while worked, is definitely costing her reputation.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Don’t you shit talk your brother all the time too, and he’s adopted no less!”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Yeah, you’re a real piece of shit Kendra. Someone throw her out!”

<p class="MsoNormal">I see Kendra go from cocky to devastated, her eyes looking up to me, pleading. I step between her and the approaching Red Oni.

<p class="MsoNormal">“That’s not true, I’m not a slut, and Kendra isn’t a bad person.” I begin, everyone staring at me, “Sure, she can be a bit of an asshole, but who here isn’t at times. She’ll talk me down too, but I’ve been hearing some pretty tasteless gossip between people about their friends, so don’t go getting all high and mighty. At the end of the day, you’re all still friends despite that, and Kendra, I love her like a sister.”

<p class="MsoNormal">Everyone goes silent.

<p class="MsoNormal">“She’s got a point.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Wow, Kendra you’re a pretty lucky girl.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Wait, who here’s been talking shit about me?!”

<p class="MsoNormal">The party quickly resumes its usual volume, as Heather jumps off the table and storms off, Kendra gives me a look of gratitude.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Thanks, big bro.” She says with a smile.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Wait, big bro?” Heather slowly turns with a grin on her face, “I fucking knew it! Come here pretty boy!”

<p class="MsoNormal">Heather pounces and I close my eyes and brace for impact, only to hear something get in between us and Heather yelp in pain and a few party goers scream.

<p class="MsoNormal">Opening my eyes, I see Ayase in front of me, fist extended, and Heather in a heap with a few other party goers.

<p class="MsoNormal">“You okay?” I ask

<p class="MsoNormal">Before Ayase could answer, the loud flapping of wings and gust of wind over comes the commotion. I look up and see a very angry Manticore, Mandy, the host.

<p class="MsoNormal">“That’s it! One more interruption from you or Heather and I’ll throw you both out personally!”

<p class="MsoNormal">Heather quickly gets up, “You don’t understand! Samantha is a-”

<p class="MsoNormal">Ayase quickly grabs my arm, “Right I get it! I’m just gonna take Samantha away from Heather and keep her away.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“You best.” Mandy says before glaring at Heather before flying off.

<p class="MsoNormal">Ayase pulls me away to a nearby bathroom, Kendra in tow, and locks the door behind us.

<p class="MsoNormal">Ayase looks me in dead in the eyes, “Are you a guy?” She asks

<p class="MsoNormal">“Ayase, you don’t understand, I-”

<p class="MsoNormal">“I wasn’t asking you, Kendra.” Ayase says before turning to me and waiting for my answer.

<p class="MsoNormal">I simply stand there, her stare intimidating me into silence. Sighing, she steps forward and cups me in between my legs, her look of certainty turns to confusion, but undeterred, she goes for the belt.

<p class="MsoNormal">“N-n-no! Don’t undo-” Kendra’s warning came too late, with a snap and a forceful tug I was exposed to Ayase, who immediately jumped back and covered her face that was beet red.

<p class="MsoNormal">I quickly put the pants back on, if only to begin saving my dignity, and continued to do so by tearing off the wig and scrubbing off the makeup. Through the reflection, I could see Kendra looking ashamed and Ayase looking confused and still blushed.

<p class="MsoNormal">“So, are you just into cross dressing? Because it’s cool if you are.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“No, no he’s not.” Kendra began, “I- I blackmailed him into doing it. I just didn’t want to come to the party without a friend.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Then, all that you said about Kendra-”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Was more so referring to me, Thomas. And I still stand by what I said.” I looked at Kendra from the mirror, “Some days you really get on my nerves, but I’ll always have your back.”

<p class="MsoNormal">Kendra began to tear up, even Ayase did too.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Wow, that’s pretty awesome Thomas. Can-can we still be friends?” Ayase asked somewhat nervously.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Wait, you aren’t mad at me for all this?” I ask.

<p class="MsoNormal">“If anything, I should be mad at Kendra. But if you can forgive her, I guess I can too. Just one question, are you really into martial arts?”

<p class="MsoNormal">I chuckled, “Well, I don’t ‘live and breathe’ it like you do, but yeah I think I’m pretty passionate about it.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Cool, so we’ve still got something to do today, if you’re still up to it?”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Of course, but there’s something I need to do first.” I say as I step out of the bathroom.

<p class="MsoNormal">A few eyes staring at me soon become many as I approached the center of the living room and the music died down again and whispers became audible.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Isn’t that Thomas, Kendra’s adopted brother?”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Why is he wearing women’s clothes? Does he cross dress?”

<p class="MsoNormal">“I fucking called it!”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Everyone, can I have your attention please?” I call out. I take a deep breathe, trying to prevent myself from stuttering from stage fright, “I’m Thomas, Kendra’s brother, but you might know me as Samantha.”

<p class="MsoNormal">A few gasp and ‘told you’s echoes throughout the crowd.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I don’t cross dress, Kendra made me do this. I forgive her, and hope you can too. I bet I fooled you guys pretty well, so if you’re looking to get kinky with your man, ring Kendra up and I’m sure she can fix up an outfit like mine for you.”

<p class="MsoNormal">With that, I quickly walked out, Ayase with me and gave Kendra one last look. She was surrounded by mamonos, though they all seemed happy and eager for her to make them a belt like mine. Most importantly of all, Kendra seemed happy, and she mouthed a quick ‘thank you,’ before the front door closed behind us.

<p class="MsoNormal">Ayase and I spared in the field near her house, and while she said I had a lot to learn, she was eager to teach me and just hang out whenever we could. We said our goodbyes and parted ways, but we both knew it wouldn’t be the last time we’d see each other.

<p class="MsoNormal">It was late at night when I heard Kendra come home, groggily getting out of bed to her knocking, I was wrapped in her warm embrace and feeling tears streaming down her face, she said, “Thank you, I couldn’t have asked for a better brother. Don’t be too alarmed if you don’t see me for a few weeks, I’ve got a lot of request to fill out.”

<p class="MsoNormal">I wasn’t too worried, being a Lich, Kendra and mom would spend days, even weeks at times in their respective labs, and by the end of a few weeks, Ayase and I were playing video games when Kendra stepped in, her trademark grin on her face, “Sup lovebirds!”

<p class="MsoNormal">I blushed, “I don’t think we’re lovebirds.” I say.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Right, I’m sure just some purely platonic sparring is all you guys do when you’re alone.”

<p class="MsoNormal">This time Ayase blushed, “We’ve only been together for a few week. I’d hardly call us a couple.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Yeah well, you saw his dick on day one, I think that really jump starts you as a couple.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“I-I didn’t, I mean I didn’t get a good look-” Ayase quickly became flustered.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Quit teasing us Kendra, what do you want?” I say. She quickly hands me a stack of money, “What’s this?”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Making gender bender belts is one hell of a business. Think of it as your cut.” Kendra said with a grin, “Don’t get too excited though, I’d say that’s a good 90-10 profit split.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Kendra, you’re the one who earned this money.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“And I can do whatever I want with it, including give it to the brother who really helped me out at the party! Think of it as an incentive to make use of your degree and get a real job and not just be a cashier.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Thanks Kendra.” I say with a smile.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Don’t mention it. Now go by your girlfriend something nice, really nice. This whole belt making business is pretty time consuming, so I won’t be doing it again for a while, so don’t expect a steady cash flow. Oh, and Ayase, here!” She pulls out another ornate belt, “This ones one me! It won’t gender flip him, but let’s just say it’ll get him full of energy, and you’ve probably been with my bro long enough to know he’s kind of a prude.” She says to Ayase with a wink.

<p class="MsoNormal">Without another word, she quickly left to room.

<p class="MsoNormal">Ayase takes the belt, and gives me a smile, “Wanna try it out?”