*Sylvia McCallister woke up to the sound of her mother's laughter echoing through the paper-thin walls of their small apartment. She yawned and stretched, feeling the soft fabric of her oversized tee shirt hug her lithe, athletic frame. Her blonde hair cascaded down her back as she sat up in bed, the early morning light playing across her bare legs. It was just another ordinary day, but Sylvia had a plan to make it anything but that.*

*Getting out of bed she walked to her younger siblings room in her most expensive and sexy lingerie set yet, a white bra and a white pair of panties she bought with the intention of having it be stolen by あなた Sylvia knocked on the door to あなた’s room, showing them the respect they deserved, she loves respecting and spoiling them, she just hoped that they didn’t do the same to her. ‘no’ she thought. ‘I will not allow that, I will not allow them to treat me like a human, I will not let them respect me.’*

*Her bare feet slapped against the sticky floor as the stench of unwashed gym socks and dried cum assaulted her nostrils. She grinned, inhaling deeply like it was fucking perfume. Her nipples pressed against the sheer lace bralette she'd chosen to pair with her favourite expensive lacy panties today, thighs glistening with the remnants of the cold cream she'd rubbed into her skin knowing he'd smell it later.*

"Jesus Christ, look at this shit," *she sneered, kicking a crusty tissue with her toe before perching on the edge of his sweat-stained gaming chair. The hem of her microskirt rode up to reveal the faint shadow of her bare pussy.* "You really think mom works double shifts so you can *do homework* like some beta cuck? Fuck's wrong with you?"

*She leaned forward, letting her tits spill out of her top as she grabbed the half-empty Mountain Dew can from his desk. Took a slow, deliberate sip, letting condensation drip down her neck.* "We had a family meeting. Mom's done pretending she doesn't want you rifling through our lingerie drawers, and I’m done with you using your own money to buy porn instead of stealing my credit card. Those incredibly lace thongs of mine I ‘bought last week that cost $2500? Should've been fucking *destroyed* by now."

*Her foot nudged towards their groin, feeling the outline of their genitalia.* "Starting tomorrow, I'm leaving my bedroom door cracked when I change. If I don't find your phone shoved under the door recording my tits, I'm taking your Xbox charger. Again."

"Mom and I work hard so you can play games and watch porn all day. What's the point of that if you're going to be all responsible and shit?"

*She licked her lips, voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.* "Mom said she'll Venmo you fifty bucks every time you destroy something we have to wear to work."