An adult stories – The Costume that Revealed it All by AimEnigmaClick,AimEnigmaClick This is my submission for the Literotica Halloween contest! It’s a love story between a guy and a girl who grew up as neighbors and were always been attached at the hip. Although they see each other, almost as siblings, there is absolutely zero incest in this story! The two main characters are not related in any way!
There is a long backstory but the actual event takes place during a Halloween party and on Halloween. Also, though the backstory involves the characters when they were younger, there is absolutely no sexual acts taken until the characters turn eighteen.
I hope you enjoy the story, and I thank you for taking time to read it!
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The Costume that Revealed it All
“Jacob! Jacob! Jacob! Jacob! Jacob…”
For as long as I could remember… that was all I ever heard… Various voices, calling out my name, because they wanted something from me. It was never about what I wanted for myself; it was always what they needed from me.
The voices… the various voices… My dad, my mom, my aunts, my uncles, my grandparents, my mom’s friend… and most annoyingly… my little sister…
Well… Sophia wasn’t actually my sister… but it always felt that way… She was my neighbor, and our moms were best friends. For as long as I could remember, they were always at our house. It was just the two of them, so they also celebrated all of the holidays with us. She truly did feel like a little sister to me, though we were only one year apart in age, and not related by blood.
I suppose I was like any other adolescent boy growing up. I had my group of friends, who I liked getting into trouble with. We had our fun together, but in truth, we were just trying to outdo one another, by being the most unruly or dangerous.
That’s how boys get popular when they’re younger. We liked to act goofy, and sometimes even stupid. These were definitely things the girls didn’t understand, but as a young boy, I needed to make my mark.
Being that rambunctious would prove difficult however, with Sophia always around. “Take your little sister with you,” my mom would say, every time I asked her if I could go outside with the boys. “I’m sure she would like hanging out with you and your friends too!”
Of course, at that young age, bringing a girl around, only kept me further from the recognition I really wanted. It’s not like I did dangerous stuff with Sophia around. She was sure to tell my mom, if I did anything that I wasn’t supposed to do.
That’s kind of how she was… Annoying… boring… and just always there… She was like a piece of tape stuck to my shoe. I just couldn’t get rid of her, no matter how hard I tried!
Sure, there was a time when I really enjoyed having a sister. One of my fondest memories was playing peekaboo with her when I was five and she was four. She would burst out laughing every time I popped out my face. Nothing brought me more joy, than seeing her so genuinely happy.
That all changed, the older I got… and I started to prioritize my other friends, more than her…
It’s not like she even had fun with me, but anytime she heard I was going out, she’d ask, “Can I come, Jacob?”
Of course, I’d say no, but then she’d tell my parents, and I’d hear, “Just take your sister, Jacob!”
Not only was I forced to bring her, but the other kids would pick on her as well. It was one thing for them to make fun of me, but I could only imagine how much trouble I’d get in, if my parents found out she wasn’t being treated well. So, of course, I had to defend her, and tell them to stop making fun of her.
Fortunately, they rarely joked about her when she was actually there. However, whenever I was lucky enough to show up without her, they’d ask me why I’d always bring her around, and complain that I was much less fun with her. How could I be any fun, knowing she would tattle on me if I did anything wrong?
Unfortunately, the older I got the more severe the teasing became on my end. They’d make fun of me, for being stuck with an annoying little sister. Even worse, they’d refer to her as… as my… as my girlfriend…
I swear, nothing pissed me off more, than hearing that annoying little girl, being referred to as my girlfriend! Even when I was too young to know what I found attractive in girls, I knew she definitely didn’t have any of the qualities I would want.
What made things worse, was that our moms would even joke about us getting married someday. It was like their dream, so they could truly become the sisters they always wanted to be. The only problem was, I wanted nothing to do with Sophia. Even viewing her as a little sister, was annoying to me. There was no way in hell I would ever find her attractive.
It made sense that some actually thought we were siblings. We both had really dark hair and brown eyes. And with me not being the tallest guy in the world, it made sense that my sister would be so petite and short, standing barely above five feet.
What I didn’t understand, was how people could think we were anything more than neighbors. Not only was Sophia annoying, by always being around, but she wasn’t even my type. Her face was sort of pimply, and she wore big, nerdy glasses. On top of that, she dressed weird, wearing pretty baggy clothing, and her hair was barely long enough to put into a ponytail. Honestly, there was nothing sexy, or even feminine, about her in my mind.
Perhaps the best year of my life was when I first got to high school. It was the first time in forever, that Sophia and I weren’t going to the same school. It was a breath of fresh air. I had a chance to be on my own, and she had to figure out how to navigate life, without me.
In that year, I accomplished more than I ever could have dreamed of. I joined the soccer team, and I made plenty of friends, who knew nothing about her. I even became acquainted with a bunch of prettier girls, much more my type. I didn’t go out with any of them; but, I was just relieved to be around girls I actually found attractive.
Unfortunately, I would never be able to fully get rid of Sophia. She and her mom were still at our house, every weekend. And when I had my freshman soccer games, they were sitting in the stands, with my parents. I could hear Sophia’s voice cheering me on as I ran down the field. She was so annoying that everyone made fun of me, for having my own personal cheerleader, despite not being one of the better players on the team.
I remember one day so vividly. During the ride home, I was in the back of the van with her. I was already pissed off, after losing the game, and getting subbed out at halftime. Having to sit next to her after the game, only made matters worse.
“You know, you don’t have to cheer for me that loudly,” I whispered to her, while the adults were talking amongst themselves. “It’s kind of embarrassing, especially when I’m with my team.”
She looked over at me and shrugged her shoulders. “I thought I was supposed to cheer for you. That’s why we came in the first place.”
“Yeah, but you made me look bad in front of my friends.”
“How did I make you look bad?”
“I couldn’t concentrate, when your voice was all I could hear,” I expressed, still fuming at my own poor performance. “We lost because I played terribly, and that’s only because you came.”
She stared at me for a few seconds, not convinced one bit about my theory. “You lost because the other team scored more goals. That’s the point of the game.”
“Oh, shut up,” I said, rolling my eyes. “You don’t have to come to my games at all, you know?”
“I do, actually… My mom makes me… But aside from that, I like coming to cheer you on. I’ll try to be more quiet next time, if that’ll make you happy.”
To her credit, she never did cheer for me that loudly again. However, she was always up in the stands, making my friends wonder who she was. I wanted to tell them she was just my annoying little sister. However, I figured they would quickly realize we weren’t blood-related, once she came to my school the next year they saw our last names.
I told them she was my neighbor, and eventually, the jokes came rushing back. We weren’t even at the same school, so my friends didn’t see us together all the time, and yet, everyone was still calling her my girlfriend.
Unfortunately, with her still in middle school, I grew all too comfortable putting her down, to disassociate myself from her. She wasn’t there to hear my insults, anyway, so it became all too easy for me to tell my friends that I didn’t find her attractive at all.
“She’s just a nerdy little girl, that my mom wants me to keep an eye on,” I would tell them, defending myself, when my friends asked about her. “I couldn’t be with someone as dorky as her!”
Unfortunately, as much as I did resent being around her, what I said about my parents expecting me to watch her, was true. When my friends would try to be creepy about her, it was my responsibility to make sure she was safe.
“Well, I think she’s kind of cute,” I remember one of my friends saying, just after I had finished putting her down. “If you’re not dating her, then can I date her?”
“Oh, trust me; you wouldn’t want to date her!” I’d explain. “She’s nerdy, and really, really, boring. I can’t even remember having fun with her once!”
They all laughed at me, for some reason, but I was just trying to help them out! Anyway, they would have never been a good fit for her, because I didn’t want her dating anyone who was a high schooler, while she was only in middle school.
Unfortunately, the day would finally come when she, indeed, followed me to my high school. It’s not like she had a choice or anything. She was always going to be in my life. It just always felt that way, from the very beginning.
As much as I had tried to separate myself from her, our mothers just wouldn’t let it happen. Now, even more than ever, they wanted me to be protective of her, and keep her by my side while we went to high school.
At first, my disdain for her was worse than ever. However, I clearly remember the day when things started to change.
Like always, Sophia had been an annoying thorn in my side. She followed me everywhere I went, and even tried to eat lunch with me. I begged her to make her own friends, but either she was too unsocial to do it, or she was just completely uninterested.
One day, as she sat quietly with me at lunch, while I tried to talk to my friends, our relationship was once again brought up. The guys started making fun of me, for acting differently now that Sophia was around. One of them even mentioned, “I guess you don’t want to get in trouble with your girlfriend.”
Years of frustration that had been building up, finally reached their limit. Without even thinking about it, I reemphasized what I had told them, several times, in the past when she wasn’t sitting there.
“Sophia is not my girlfriend!” I reacted, causing everyone to stare at me, as I lost my temper. “I told you this a million times, I would never go out with her!”
Immediately, we were surrounded by an awkward silence. Everyone’s eyes were locked onto us; as Sophia and I were now staring at each other. Though, she didn’t cry, I could tell, by her soft eyes, that I had truly hurt her feelings. I was sure that she was aware I didn’t have any romantic interest in her, but no one that age is prepared to hear it so directly.
Finally, with her low voice, she reacted, “I should probably leave you alone…”
“No, wait!” I replied as she got up and walked away. Seeing her leave so quickly, I tried to apologize before she left. “I didn’t mean to say that in front of you!” However, before I knew it, she was already gone.
Not only did I create a scene; but, I now had to face the embarrassment of my friends laughing at me. They could tell by the way we both reacted, that this was an ongoing issue. And even though I had explained my feelings to them in the past, it was much different now that they had a face and a personality to attach to Sophia.
“Why exactly, do you not like her again?” my friends asked, pounding me with questions. “She seems pretty nice, and also kind of cute. Why do you dislike her so much?”
“I guess she is kind of cute,” I responded, giving her a compliment for the first time in my life. “But she’s not my type. She’s way too dorky for me, and she’s actually really annoying.”
“What do you mean by dorky?”
“You know…” I started, growing red as I pictured the perfect girl in my mind. “I’m only interested in girls I might be with forever. I’ve always pictured my wife being sexy, with long and luscious hair. I’d also want her to have big boobs and a nice ass! Oh, and I’d love thick thighs too!”
The expressions on my friend’s faces changed, but I thought it was only from my lewd explanation. However, the more I thought about my ideal girl, the more I became lost in my own thoughts.
“Sophia’s too short and skinny… And I don’t really like the way she dresses. I also don’t like glasses or pimples… And if I’m being completely honest, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to see her as anything but my annoying little sister…”
Once I was done spewing off my rant, I realized that their eyes weren’t on me, but were staring at something beside me. Unfortunately, when I turned my head, I noticed Sophia was standing there, with her jaw practically on the floor. She had caught everything I said about my dream woman. More importantly, she had heard how I disparaged her, to describe this hypothetical person.
“Sophia…” I called, now even more embarrassed.
She looked at me and quickly shook her head to fight off whatever emotions she was experiencing. “I just forgot my bag…”
Once again, my friends laughed, as they witnessed me trying to explain myself to the undesired woman. However, I eventually just let her go again, because I knew that I had already put my foot in my mouth, and there was no way of fixing what I did.
That evening, we walked home together, just like we did to and from school every day. Though I had never put any thought into how much I actually cared about her, I couldn’t handle seeing her so silent. She was pretty quiet to begin with, but now, I could only imagine what was going through her mind, after hearing me say all those rude things about her.
After getting about halfway home, I came to a complete stop so I could finally be honest, with not only her, but myself. “I’m really sorry if I said anything that hurt your feelings,” I told her, feeling ashamed of myself. “I was just… trying to be cool in front of my friends… and I didn’t take your feelings into consideration.”
Once again, an awkward silence surrounded us and she stared at me with a blank look. Eventually, she cracked a smile, causing my heart to jump, before responding, “That’s okay, Jacob.”
My eyebrows raised, as I was overtaken by confusion. “Wait, really? You’re not mad at me?”
“Maybe a little,” she answered, shrugging her little shoulders. “But… I get it…”
“Thanks for understanding,” I said, blowing a sigh of relief.
Then, to my surprise, she wrapped her hands around my arm and walked the rest of the way home, attached to me.
I cringed at the way she held on to me, and I’m pretty sure my arm was shaking the entire time. However, despite how uncomfortable it made me, to walk arm in arm with her, I didn’t feel I had the right to reject her, after what I had put her through.
Things sort of changed after that day. It was almost as if Sophia had a different personality all together. She hardly bothered me as much as she used to, and wouldn’t force the issue, whenever I didn’t want her around. She was also quieter than normal, much more so than she used to be. Even so, when no one was around, she enjoyed holding onto my arm when we walked together.
Oddly enough, she started to feel more like a little sister than ever. Though I didn’t really want to be seen hanging out with her, I really didn’t mind spending time together, privately. It was a bit awkward, since we didn’t really have much in common. However, we could at least study and eat together, whenever one of our moms was visiting.
Sophia eventually took my advice, and attempted to make some friends of her own. Unfortunately, with her being so nerdy and quiet, it didn’t go over as smoothly as either of us would have hoped for. She at least found some others she could sit with during lunch, but she still found herself asking if she could sit with me, from time to time.
To my dismay, one of the guys from the table actually started talking to her privately. We were older then, and I had wondered why I was even friends with them in the first place. I was getting tired of fighting for their approval, when I didn’t feel like I had much to gain from them anymore.
That’s when something happened to Sophia. I noticed she didn’t sit with me at lunch that day, and neither did the guy who started talking to her without my knowledge. I ran into her in the hallway, between my final two classes. She was crying at her locker… and for the first time in my life… I felt completely helpless…
“Are you crying, Sophia?” I asked, rushing up to her.
She kept her face hidden in her locker, pretending she was looking for a book. “No… I’m okay…”
“You are crying!” I said, not even knowing why I would ask her, when it was so obvious. I gently grabbed her by the hand, and attempted to get her to look at me, before asking, “What happened?”
It actually took a lot of convincing, but she finally admitted that she had been talking to my friend. Apparently, he asked her if he could grope her, and when she refused, he told her, “You might as well let me do it, because a girl like you won’t have many guys to choose from unless you’re experienced.”
I became enraged at the idea of someone treating her so disrespectfully. Of course, I had done my own damage to her, but seeing that my friends were following in my footsteps, made me furious.
In a way, I blamed myself. I was the one that put Sophia down in the first place. Those who heard the bullshit I had spoken, were now encouraged to use it to their advantage.
Perhaps it was myself, that I really wanted to punish; but in a fit of rage, I confronted that former friend of mine after school. Unfortunately for me, he was with the rest of our group of friends, and just as I had come to expect, they took his side and believed whatever he said.
I was the angry fool in that situation who started the physical altercation. I ended up getting my ass kicked by all of them, which was unnecessary, because I’m sure he didn’t need any help, to beat me up. However, as I lay there on the ground, getting stomped by those who I thought were my friends, I at least had the chance to think about my priorities… despite the excruciating pain.
I ended up staying there on the ground, bloodied and bruised, while continuing to think about what an awful person I had become. In truth, I knew I deserved the beat down that I had received. I didn’t even care to seek retribution for what they had done to me.
All I could see was darkness. It was the darkness I had created, with my own cloud of despair. However, as I lay there, lost my own thoughts, a voice shot through the clouds and quickly brought me back to Earth.
“Jacob! Jacob!”
Suddenly, as I looked up, I noticed Sophia on her knees, with tears in her eyes. Although she was sad, I could see the light shining from behind her, erasing the darkness in my heart. The rays from the sun rested on her skin, making her glow before me. I could no longer feel pain, as I found myself staring at the crying girl, wide-eyed, for the first time.
“It’s all my fault!” she said, as she covered her face with her delicate hands. “I’m the reason you got hurt!”
Removing her hands from her face, so she could look me in the eye, I smiled at her and assured, “None of this is your fault.”
“This wouldn’t have happened if I had just stayed away from you like you always wanted!”
“This was my own fault. It had nothing to do with you…”
Unfortunately, there was no convincing her, that I attributed no blame on her part. No matter how hard I tried to take on all the responsibility, or how much logic I used, I couldn’t manage to get her to stop crying. Out of desperation, I deployed a tactic that I used to use, when we were much younger.
In that moment of desperation, when I couldn’t get her to stop crying, memories of our childhood came flooding back, and after covering my face for a second, I popped out and yelled “Peekaboo!” just like old times.
Still sitting there on her knees, Sophia stared at me awkwardly for what felt like an eternity. However, I suppose the same memories, in my mind, started to become familiar to her, because she eventually started to giggle. She then called me silly, and before I knew it, she was laughing so hard, that she was covering her face from embarrassment.
“You really wanted to make me feel better, huh?” she asked, now showing me a cute smile.
I became a bit red, from the embarrassment of my own actions. But still, the most important issue remained. “Of course, I do… I care about you… like a little sister!”
She continued to laugh, but once she was done, she helped me up and brushed me off. From there, we walked home together, while she held onto my arm. Although that had become all too common, on that particular day, her grip was firmer than ever.
From that day forward, I couldn’t deny that Sophia and I shared a special bond. I truly saw her as my annoying little sister. Unfortunately, though, I feared that she was starting to see me as a little more, than just an older brother.
It wasn’t like the thought never crossed my mind. We grew up together, and with as many people in my life that had called her my girlfriend, I at least thought about what it would be like. For me, however… I just couldn’t see it…
By my later years of high school, I started watching porn, and got an idea of what I was really attracted to. It wasn’t that I took the porn stars as real viable options or anything, but I noticed that I looked at them in ways, that I just couldn’t with Sophia.
Perhaps it was because the girls were much sexier than her. Perhaps it was also, because they were committing acts, I could never imagine of her. What was most likely the case, however, was that unlike these random actresses, I just saw her as my little sister; nothing more, nothing less.
In fear that she was developing actual feelings for me, I started to distance myself, whenever I felt it was necessary. I no longer felt comfortable spending so much time alone with her, especially if our parents weren’t around. And on the walks to and from school, I started carrying more items, hoping she wouldn’t grab onto my arm. It didn’t work though, and she even held my hand a time or two.
Although I suspected that she had feelings for me, beyond that of a sibling, we never actually spoke about the matter. In truth, I was too afraid to bring it up to her.
It would have been so awkward no matter what her answer would have been. If the answer was no, she would have thought I was a creep for asking. And if she said yes… well… I would have been forced to turn her down…
As we got a little older, she started to develop a few more relationships, but they were mostly people who would have been considered nerds. I didn’t think of them that way, but I also acknowledged that I didn’t have the same interests as them. However, when it came down to who Sophia actually wanted to spend time with, outside of school, there was no denying it was me.
One interest she picked up, that I never did, was anime. I knew of some of the most popular series, only because of my friends, but Sophia knew practically all the shows. She tried to get me to watch them with her, but I was only interested in regular shows, with real people.
She got so far into it, that she even started buying costumes and going to conventions. She even invited me to go with her several times, but I always rejected her, in fear that it would be a date in her mind. Also, I didn’t want to be caught dead at one of those conventions, by my other friends.
As time passed, I eventually left for college. I was more mature than my freshman year of high school, when I had a chance to make friends, without Sophia around. I chose my social circles more wisely this time. More importantly, I conducted myself, knowing that Sophia would eventually follow me to my university as well.
A year had passed and I welcomed her to my school, with open arms this time. The major difference was that I was now more worried about her making her own friends, not because I was embarrassed to be around her, but because I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold her hand forever.
She eventually needed to branch out, and not have to rely on me for everything. I did my best to get her to find her own social circles, but with her being so awkward and shy, it proved to be a bit challenging.
Eventually, I stumbled onto an idea that would get her into a social setting. One of my friends was part of a fraternity, and they were throwing a Halloween party on a Saturday night. Halloween wasn’t actually until Sunday, but they of course, found it to be a better opportunity to celebrate on a non-school night.
The Halloween Party
I got Sophia to attend the party with me, after some heavy convincing. Not only was this a chance for her to make friends, but it was also an opportunity for me to meet girls I was actually attracted to, considering all the sororities would be there as well. It was a two birds one stone situation, and for once in my life, I was actually excited to go to a crazy event.
A couple hours before the party, I found myself in Sophia’s dorm room, as I often did, once she moved to campus. Her roommate, also a pretty unsocial girl, had already gotten used to having me over. She looked on, as Sophia and I discussed what she should wear for the party.
“Just don’t wear your regular clothes,” I strongly suggested, trying not to pay attention, as she went through her closet. “This is a Halloween party, so you should wear something more fun.”
Honestly, my goal was for her to avoid those big T-shirts and unflattering jeans, that she normally wore. I thought they attributed to her lack of social encounters, seeing as people probably thought she was nothing but a nerd.
“Maybe I’ll wear one of my cosplay outfits,” she suggested, thinking outside the box. “I don’t really have party attire, but since it’s a Halloween party, maybe I can get away with an anime costume.”
Of course, I thought it was a silly idea, but with no other options, it was at least better than the clothes she normally wore. It was a Halloween party, after all, so the idea was at least fitting for the event. However, she eventually convinced me to go alone, for the time being, because it would take her a long time to get ready.
With her roommate assuring me that she would get Sophia there safely, I headed off on my own and met up with my friends at the frat party.
The setting was quite beautiful, much more enticing than I ever expected. I had seen Halloween parties on TV, but I never expected to be so enraptured by the ambience.
I was suddenly surrounded by a party atmosphere, consisting of students, drinks, and tons of elaborate decorations and costumes. While I just wore something simple, I was enamored by all the spooky outfits, such as ghosts, pirates, and even horrific figures from horror movies.
There, even I became more social than I normally was, and met some other guys that were really cool to talk to. There were also a bunch of beautiful girls around, but even though several of them had caught my eye, I hadn’t found the one that made me brave enough, to actually approach her.
That was… until… I saw her…
A couple hours into the party, I noticed a girl wearing some sort of sexy bunny costume. She had long black hair, going down past her boobs… which were pretty nice, by the way… She had on a tight black one piece, almost like a swimsuit… It showed off her petite little frame… most notably, her curves and her cute little rump.
Honestly, I felt like such a pervert, the way I was stared at her. She was on the other side of the frat house, talking to plenty of other guys, who were obviously giving her attention. I could hardly build up the courage to approach her, considering all the competition I had. However, when it came to someone as beautiful as her, I could only hope that I would get my chance to speak with her…
I kept my eye on her, and eventually, as luck would have it, she started making her way in my direction. As I stared on, hoping she would get close enough so I could actually talk to her, I couldn’t help but notice how alluring her entire presence was.
It wasn’t just how cute those bunny ears made her face look. It also wasn’t those fishnet stockings that climbed up her juicy legs, eventually meeting the crotch of her tight outfit. There was something about the way she carried herself, that brought comfort to my soul. My heart was beating fast, but as she drew closer, I felt at peace for some reason, like our eventual meeting was meant to be…
That’s when she spoke to me… and rocked my world with her comforting voice…
“Hey, Jacob… This is a nice party.”
My eyes grow big and I did a double-take take as my heart pounded through my chest. How in the world does this girl know my name?! I asked myself in a panic, while she stared at me cluelessly. Where have I met her before?
“Are you… not going to talk to me…?”
Desperate to figure out what was going on, I stared deeply into her eyes. Then, all of a sudden, I felt the weight of the world crashing into me, as her soft brown eyes quickly revealed who she was!
“Sophia?!”
“Yes, Jacob?” she responded, as a sense of relief came over her. “I was afraid you were going to pretend you didn’t know who I was, there for a second.”
My heart only raced faster as I looked over her petite body in that sexy outfit, up and down. There were confusing sensations tingling throughout me… all of which I never expected to experience, at the sight of Sophia.
Quickly, I tore my eyes away from her and silently berated myself, for viewing her in such a dirty way. To that point, I had never seen her out of the unflattering clothes that she normally wore. To see her in something so sexualizing gave me an overload of emotions… I was suddenly having to fight off all the disrespectful urges running through my mind…
“Okay… so I guess you are going to ignore me…?”
“No, it’s not that!” I reacted, still unable to put my eyes on her.
She then maneuvered herself in front of my face, forcing me to look at her. “Then what is up with you, Jacob? I’ve never seen you so nervous.”
“That outfit…” I started, doing my best to refrain from staring at her breasts, which were suddenly so appealing. “I’ve never seen you in anything like that before…”
A slight chuckle came over her, and I found her cuter than ever before. Suddenly, I was blushing, but I didn’t want her to see the effect she now had on me.
“You’ve never seen me wear something like this, because you didn’t come with me to any of the anime conventions!” she explained, like I was so silly for not knowing she would wear something like that. “This is my cosplay from a pretty popular anime, though it’s more of a rom-com, so you’ve probably never heard of it.”
“What about your hair… and where are your glasses… and your pimples…?”
“This is actually a wig,” she explained, brushing through the hair that rested on her revealing chest with her precious fingers. “I’m also wearing contacts, even though they’re pretty annoying. I’m wearing makeup too, but I actually haven’t had acne for a few years. I started going to the dermatologist when I was in tenth grade. I’m surprised you never noticed.”
Perhaps as she had changed, I failed to notice the differences in her face and body, because I only saw her as my sister. That would also explain why her breasts seemed bigger… That and the fact that she was wearing something that actually revealed them.
“I’m wearing high heels too, which makes me a bit taller,” she said, showing off her shoes. Then, as she bent down to fix her stockings, I couldn’t help but notice her bunny tail… sitting on top of her cute rump…
“Do you not like my outfit?” she asked, posturing back up, so she could look me in the eye.
I immediately took my gaze away from her body. “Of course, I do… I mean… It’s a cool outfit… I just…”
Before I could gather my thoughts so I could finish rambling whatever combination of lies I was stumbling across, I noticed a couple of guys approaching her. Unfortunately, I didn’t approve of the way they were gawking at her, before getting her attention. They were clearly staring at her ass, and even though the attention was somewhat invited, due to the outfit she was wearing, I did not approve of them talking to her, considering the possibility of their bad intentions.
When they made their move, I immediately stepped between Sophia and them. “Hey guys, she’s here with me,” I said, catching everyone by surprise. “Go talk to someone else. She’s not interested in creepy upperclassmen.”
The frat guys laughed at me, but eventually caught the hint and walked away. However, as I was blowing a sigh of relief, Sophia stepped in front of me and raised an eyebrow.
“What exactly was that, Jacob?”
Though I didn’t know how to explain myself, I couldn’t let her go, thinking that it was okay for guys, like them, to talk to her. I explained, “I was just trying to protect you,” before coming up with a lie, and further explaining that I knew those guys were up to no good.
“Jacob, you’re the one who convinced me to come to this party in the first place,” she said, laughing at how silly I was acting. “You’re also the one that told me I need to wear something fun. Why do you seem so uncomfortable all of a sudden?”
Of course, she was right, so I apologized and promised I would cool down. However, the same pattern kept happening over and over. Men would come to approach her, and I would find some reason to put a stop to it.
Eventually, I became the one taking all the attention, by constantly cock blocking the other guys, trying to talk to her. A few of my friends even got pissed off at me, but none of that mattered, in that moment. All I cared about was protecting Sophia.
Now that we were the center of attention, I grabbed her by the wrist and dragged her out of there. I could no longer handle having all those creepy guys gawking at her. She was still an innocent girl in my mind. Those guys didn’t deserve to approach her, in my opinion. Nobody did.
“What is going on with you tonight?!” she asked in a frustrated tone. Though she followed along, without showing any resistance, I could tell she wasn’t happy with my actions.
Honestly, I didn’t know the answer to her question. For the time being, I just told her that we needed to get out of there, because those guys were being creeps.
Sophia didn’t have much more to say to me after that. The rest of the walk was a bit quiet, and guys were still checking her out, since she hadn’t changed out of that bunny outfit. The only sense of relief I felt, was showing them, she had her hands wrapped around my arm. That way, they knew it was best for them to back off.
When we got back to her room, I blew a sigh of relief. However, she suddenly had a cocky smile, like I had never seen from her. She had always been so shy and innocent in my eyes. Now standing there, in front of me, looking so mature and sexy all of a sudden, her confidence radiated, as she stared a hole right through me.
“Why were you so protective of me all of a sudden?” she asked, folding her arms, as she took a step closer.
Red in the face, I answered, “I’ve always been protective of you. That’s what a big brother is supposed to do.”
“Big brother, huh? Are you sure you see me as your little sister, or do you see me as your girlfriend?”
My head shot back and my eyes popped wide open. I had long suspected that she had feelings for me, but I never imagined she would join in on the “girlfriend” teasing.
“It’s not like anyone made me cry this time,” she pointed out. “If a guy even looked my direction, you got all defensive over me.”
Sophia was right, to call me out for my embarrassing actions. I still didn’t know why I was acting that way. Seeing her dressed like that… experiencing all the emotions I felt… I honestly didn’t know how to explain myself.
“I think I know what it is,” she said, as her smile grew stronger.
“What is it?” I nervously asked.
Extending her arms, she suddenly demanded, “Give me a hug.”
“What?”
“Give me a hug, big brother,” she said, with a cheeky smile.
For some reason, I gravitated towards, her in a manner I had never experienced before. It had been a long time since we hugged each other, but seeing as she always held onto my arm when we walked, it shouldn’t have been an issue to give her an embrace. However, as I felt her petite body, still in that outfit, pressed against mine, I couldn’t help but notice a warm sensation flowing through my body.
“Jacob,” she said softly, as she rested her ear against my chest. “Your heart is beating so fast…”
“I’m just a little nervous from hugging you,” I suggested, desperately trying to calm myself. However, no matter what was going on in my mind, I couldn’t control how tightly my arms were holding her small frame against me. And unfortunately, there was one other part of my body that I couldn’t seem to control.
Staring up at me, she noticed how hard I was blushing. Unfortunately for me, it was about to get a whole lot worse, from the comment she was about to make.
“Something’s poking me,” she said, with a little wink.
“What?! What do you mean?!”
She held on to me tightly, not allowing me to escape. “Jacob, you have a boner… is what I’m trying to tell you.”
Immediately, I freed myself from her embrace and attempted to hide my erection. However, after letting out a little giggle, she quickly re-approached, making it clear that this wasn’t a topic I could escape.
“It’s okay, Jacob,” she said, attempting to give me another hug. Then, as I backed away, she further explained, “Now that you see me like this, you’re just finally attracted to me!”
Somehow, her words felt so right, and so wrong at the same time. I couldn’t decipher what it was, but something about her statement, just didn’t sit right in my heart.
“That’s… not it…” I tried to argue, as a depressing feeling came over me.
“Oh, it’s not?” she asked, analyzing my defensive stance. “Then why won’t you let me hug you?”
Finally, I gave in to her demands, and allowed her back into my embrace, hoping it would ease this awful feeling that I had. Unfortunately, though it felt so right to have my arms wrapped around her, something still didn’t feel right, and it wasn’t just my erection poking her in the stomach.
“What’s wrong?” she asked in a sweet voice, as her soft hands crawled their way up my arms before she wrapped herself around my shoulders. “It’s okay if you’re attracted to me, Jacob.”
Still unsatisfied with something in my heart, I tried desperately to find the right words. “No, it’s not that…”
“I’m not a little kid anymore,” she whispered, before reaching up and placing a soft kiss on my lips; the first one I had ever received. ‘We’re adults now, and I turn you on in this outfit… Let’s take advantage of this. I want to make you feel good!”
“Sophia… why…?”
“Because you’ve always taken care of me. Now, I want to take care of you.”