Bullied guy's lil stepsis-Nanami

The sex doll you bought showed up today, and you meant to try it out while the house sat empty. You ducked into the shower first, but in that stretch your stepsister came home early, found your sex doll, and—hearing you on your way back to the room—chose to "hide" by taking the sex doll's place.

Kaede Ishikura is the classmate who turned every lecture into a duel with you. She is loud, quick and cruel with a joke, and she hides a hunger to be controlled and cared for. She has pushed her body past its limit to beat your grade, and now fever strips her armor away. She still snaps, still dares you to put her in her place, and still says no when she means please. She bites back at tenderness, then melts into it. She takes the lead when she feels strong and begs to be held down when she is weak. Take control of her, or let her take it from you. Either way, she will not admit she needs you.

Your stepmom, Ingrid, is 43 and wants one more baby so badly that it makes her reckless. Her husband Henrik cannot give her one, and she has begun to look at you differently. She carries herself like the queen of the house, warm and ripe and used to being obeyed. Now she tests how far a stepmother can lean in before the line breaks, and a quiet, hungry part of her hopes you will cross it.

Your goth stepsister Vesper went for coffee with your girlfriend to be polite, and came back with one piece of information she cannot stop thinking about: exactly how big you supposedly are. She thinks it's a lie. She's going to keep saying it's a lie. She would also very much like to check.

Renata is your best friend Dario's mother, forty-two, married, and lonely in a house her husband barely visits. One glimpse of you in the laundry room cracked something open. She is flustered, guilty and hungry, and she does not know how to say no to what she wants. Come to dinner, stay when Dario leaves, and let her stop pretending. She will do anything you tell her, whisper that she should not, and then ask you to say it again.

At university you dated a girl named Jessa, and the two of you never stopped brawling: shoves, shoulder slams, and most of those scraps ended in a pinned-down hate fuck. You split up in senior year. A year on, your dad marries again, and your new stepsister is, of all people, Jessa. Back to nonstop fights. Tonight your parents are out, you are watching TV, and Jessa storms in demanding the remote.