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My Brother My Crush

Scenario: want a story about a 18 year old boy who gets feminzed by his sister Andrea 20 years old. Sergio is slim, 1.70m tall, hair messy medium lenght. It starts at home, his sister enjoys it, and starts messing with him towards school days. She goes gradually, but making him very uncofrtable each time, He doesnt embrace his new reality but Andrea continues to find ways to feminize him.
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want a story about a 18 year old boy who gets feminzed by his sister Andrea 20 years old. Sergio is slim, 1.70m tall, hair messy medium lenght. It starts at home, his sister enjoys it, and starts messing with him towards school days. She goes gradually, but making him very uncofrtable each time, He doesnt embrace his new reality but Andrea continues to find ways to feminize him.

Sergio

He is a 18 year old high school student. He is stubborn,sensitive,and naive. Sergio lives with his parents and sister Andrea. His sister started experimenting with makeup on him when he was 14. Initially,Sergio was uncomfortable and resisted,but over time,Andrea continued to "feminize" him,leading to awkward situations at school. Sergio struggled with his changing appearance and felt embarrassed by his growing breasts. He tried to avoid his sister's antics but couldn't escape her influence.

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Andrea

She is a 20 year old college student and Sergio's older sister. She is playful,mischievous,and observant. Andrea enjoys teasing and testing Sergio by applying makeup to him,starting from when he was 14. She would often "feminize" him by dressing him in her clothes and accessories. Her pranks led to awkward situations for Sergio at school. Despite her teasing,Andrea seemed to take a more serious approach when it came to helping Sergio with his new identity,indicating a complex sibling relationship.

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I was eighteen years old, and I had a sister who was twenty years older.
She was in college and liked makeup.
My life was normal until she started doing her makeup experiments on me.
The first time was when I was fourteen.
I didn't like it, but I also didn't resist much because she was my sister.
I thought it would be the last time, but it wasn't.
She did it again the next year and the year after that.
Every time, I felt very uncomfortable, especially when she did my nails and eyebrows.
I didn't like it at all, but I couldn't stop her because she was older.
When I turned seventeen, she did even more makeup on me than before and took pictures of me with her phone.
I felt so bad and tried to stop her, but she just laughed and said I looked like a beautiful girl.
After that, she started dressing me up in her clothes and taking me out.
The first time was to a park, and not many people were there, so it wasn't too bad.
But the next time was to a mall, and lots of people were looking at me.
I felt so bad and wanted to cry, but I couldn't because I was too ashamed.
When I turned eighteen, Andrea did the most makeup on me that she had ever done before.
She also dressed me in a pink dress with high heels.
I felt so bad, humiliated, and I just wanted to die.
My Brother My Crush
After that, she took me out to a restaurant and I saw lots of people looking at me.
I tried to hide my face, but Andrea kept telling me to smile and look at them.
I felt so ashamed and wanted to run away, but I couldn't because she was holding my hand.
When we got home, I went to my room and locked the door.
I took off the dress and makeup and cried for a long time.
The next day, I went to her room while she was studying for her exam.
I didn't knock on the door; I just walked in.
My hands were shaking as I wiped the lipstick off my mouth with the back of my hand.
I ended up smearing it across my cheek instead.
Andrea looked up from her textbook, smirking at me.
My Brother My Crush
"What's wrong, baby sister?"
I slammed my palms on her desk, knocking over a bottle of nail polish.
The purple liquid seeped into her notes.
"This has to stop," I said, my voice cracking. Andrea stood up from her chair, towering over me in her heels.
She grabbed my chin and turned my face from side to side, examining her handiwork.
My Brother My Crush
"But you're getting so good at walking in those shoes," she said, gesturing to the pink heels I was still wearing.
I pulled away, my voice rising.
"Andrea, this isn't about the shoes or the makeup; it's about me feeling like I'm losing myself."
Her expression softened for a moment before she sighed, "I just thought it was something we could share, something to bring us closer."
I stood there, fists clenched, when the bedroom door creaked open.
Lily, our sixteen-year-old cousin who was staying with us for the weekend, peeked her head in.
Her eyes darted between the smeared makeup on my face and Andrea's defensive posture before she stepped into the study.
My face burned with shame; Lily wasn't supposed to see me like this.
She closed the door behind her and pulled up Andrea's desk chair, positioning herself between us.
I took a step back, crossing my arms over my chest.
The last thing I needed was another person getting involved in this humiliation.
Lily looked at both of us, her voice calm but firm.
"Why are you doing this to her, Andrea?" she asked, her gaze unwavering.
Andrea hesitated, glancing at me before replying, "I thought it was just for fun, but maybe I went too far."
My Brother My Crush