My Sister is Very Obsessive

Because breakfast was late, we didn't eat lunch until 1:00 noon.

During lunch, I kept thinking about how my sister would punish me, but no matter how much I racked my brains, I couldn't imagine...she was actually going to play a dress-up game with me.

Watching her take out the woolen short skirts, various stockings, autumn dresses and women's down jackets from the closet, and then put them on the sofa one by one, with a small waist and a face on her face. look at me maliciously,

"These clothes, you must try them on today."

"Shi, try it again?" I picked up a pair of pink stockings a little uncomfortable, and gently tugged, "I don't think it is necessary, so as not to break it for you."

"It's not bad, don't worry!" My sister reached out and picked up a pair of black lace pantyhose, and tugged hard, "The elasticity is good, don't worry, there's no problem, even if it breaks, I won't look for you. pay."

"I……"

I originally wanted to explain the sentence, see if I can cheat, and then expose it, but my sister saw through it with wit and interrupted it directly.

"Brother, do you want to default on your debt?"

"is it okay?"

"What do you say!" My sister couldn't help rolling her eyes, then jumped to my side and took my arm, "Get up quickly and change your clothes, this is my punishment for you!"

"I think it's good to change another one!" I was dragged by my sister.

"No!" My sister tucked me a pure black woolen skirt, and at the same time she thoughtfully matched me with a pair of black cotton wool stockings and a white down jacket.

I hugged my clothes reluctantly and was forcibly pushed into the bedroom by my sister.

"You change it yourself, I won't go in to see you, remember to come out after the change!"

This time, it was rare for my sister to lead the bedroom to watch me change clothes without being shameless.

Sitting on the bed, I couldn't help sighing a long while hugging my sister's women's clothes. If I really put on this outfit, I'm afraid that my reputation will be ruined.

But if you don't change it, my sister will definitely be noisy for a long time.

After struggling for a while, I decided to change it. One is to not make her unhappy, and the other... Anyway, there are only me and her at home. I will definitely not say it. I will coax her later and tell her not to Said, then what happened to us today will never be known by a third person.

So, I started to take off my jacket, and then shook off my sister's white down jacket.

I tried it on, but I put it on, but it felt a little childish, and it was supposed to be waist-length, but now I have worn it into a high waist.

Fortunately, there is a layer of white sweater in front of me, otherwise it will be a cropped dress.

Then there is the black mouni skirt, the waist of the skirt is suitable for my sister, but it is a little small for me, so I can't button it, it is worth pulling the sweater hem down, covering the button. Small flaws.

Finally, it was the turn of the stockings. I held the socks for a long time and struggled for a long time, wondering whether to take off the long pants or wear them directly on the outside of the long pants.

After a little tangled, I gritted my teeth, thinking that I have already worn this skirt, and I am still afraid of this pair of socks? Thinking about it like this, I actually felt a shattering feeling in my heart.

He took off his pants and started putting stockings on his feet.

After wearing it, I stood up and walked around for a while, and found that the neck cuffs of the stockings were a little uncomfortable, and after two steps, they began to roll down.

"Why is this happening?" I couldn't understand it. I didn't notice that the neck of the socks on her thigh was rolled down when I saw my sister wearing it on weekdays?

Is it to be tied with a rope? No, the upper part of the thigh is thick and the lower part is small. Even if it is tied with a rope, it will slide down after two steps. So what should I do...

Just when I was sitting on the bed thinking about how to stop the socks from rolling down the neck, my sister suddenly knocked on the door, "Brother, what are you doing, have you changed your number?"

"Oh!" I replied vaguely.

"Come out when you're done changing!" Outside the door, the elder sister urged.

I:……

When did I say that I changed my number? Although I did change my number, I just answered an "oh", so you can tell that I have changed my number?

Although I was complaining in my heart, I still got up, walked to the door, put my hand on the doorknob, and took a deep breath.

"Crack!"

Turning the doorknob, I slowly pushed the door open.

My sister was standing outside the door, holding her phone in both hands, and when she saw me, she immediately took ten consecutive shots, even if I wanted to close them, it was too late.

"pretty!"

After the filming was over, my sister held the phone and slapped it on her thigh with an overexcited snap.

I looked at her speechlessly, but I opened them up completely. Anyway, they have already been photographed, and there is no point in hiding.

"Let me see!" I leaned over to my sister and wanted to bring her phone over to see the photos she took.

My sister first held the phone to her chest with a vigilant look on her face, and then looked at me with a speechless and white-eyed look, and then she was embarrassed to stick out her pink tongue.

"Don't delete it for me!"

"No deletion!" I promised speechlessly.

My sister just handed me the phone.

I flipped through the ten consecutive shots of my women's clothing, and the hem of the white down jacket had reached halfway up the waist, just like a navel-baring dress, and the white sweater of the same color hung down, perfectly covering the waistline.

Then there was the black woolen short skirt. Originally, my sister could wear it with a distance of about a finger above the knee, but when I wore it, it became a short skirt.

The last is the stockings. Although my legs are a lot thicker than my sister's, I am a boy, and my legs are very even compared to my body and height. Wearing this black long After the tube socks, I found that they looked a lot thinner.

I only know the effect of stockings to cover up the flaws of the legs, but I didn't expect it to have a slimming effect.

Compared to the clothes, my expression is more funny.

You might not be able to tell anything from just one photo, but if you swipe through ten photos quickly, you will find that my expression ranges from fright, to panic, to confusion, to anger, to staring, and finally to A frustrating process.

This process is not long, but it was completely captured by my sister.

"Have you read it yet?" My sister hugged my arms with both hands, stood on tiptoes, and tried her best to put her little head in front of the phone screen.

I nodded lightly, and returned the phone to her.

My sister held the phone like a treasure, and asked me,

"Any ideas?"

I thought about it, "Delete it, it's so ugly!"

"I'll hit you and me!" My sister rolled her eyes, swung her body, and bumped my arm with her pink shoulder, "Look at how beautiful you are, your hair is not short, your skin is very delicate, your lips are red and your teeth are white. Yes, just go out like this, someone will treat you as a girl."

"I guess that person is as blind as you!" I replied expressionlessly.

"Fuck off!" My sister raised her hand in dissatisfaction and gave me a slap, "There is still one on the sofa in the living room, hurry up, I will pass it to me today!"

I had already accepted my fate. After she finished speaking, I walked to the living room, took two pieces and went back to the bedroom, and continued to start the great job of dressing up.

After that, every time I changed clothes, my sister would give me a ten-shot, but my expression was already numb, and it was no longer as vivid and varied as the first time.

This inhuman torture continued for more than three hours before I completely wore all the women's clothes on the sofa.

After changing back into my clothes, I sat down on the sofa feeling extremely tired, watching my sister who had achieved her goal holding her mobile phone, and relishing my unforgettable "black" photos.