Hiya I'm Kitty, I'd love to hear some feedback and criticism as I really want to improve and grow as a writer. But I hope you like it. Love, Kitty!
All Characters are +18! This story involves, Mind Control and Incest!
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The big titted bitch sitting next to me is my younger sister, Emma. It's the day after her 18th birthday and we are at our grandma's house sitting in the living room watching random channels on TV. She is a real brat, to me and most of my family. But everyone always ignores it and lets her continue being a bitch.
She has long blonde hair, completely straight. She has a slim body with shockingly large tits pocking through her tight white crop top. And her firm round ass in her blue jeans. She might be a bitch but she is absolutely beautiful.
The rest of the family was currently out shopping for groceries and other things we might need.
When our parents and grandma left I decided to take the time to snoop around grandmas house a little. I looked in every cabinet and shelf in every room, until I found what I believed to be an attic. When I climbed up it was dark but after my eyes adjusted I was able to see a bunch of dusty cardboard boxes, none of them were labeled, and was all of equal size. After finding nothing but a bunch of junk in most, like dolls, stuffed teddy bears, and a bunch of books of old pictures. I found a camera, but it looked strangely out of place.
It wasn't dusty like everything else, nor did it look as old as the pictures in the books meaning it had to be somewhat new. Seeing as it had been placed in the furthest back box behind the rest, I assumed nobody would miss it and took it. It was small enough to fit in my pocket so I pocketed it and put all the boxes back and made my way downstairs where Emma was scrolling through the channels on TV.
I didn't want to watch anything so I sat there and put my hands on my knees only for my elbow to touch something hard in my pocket, the camera. I decided to take it out and inspect it a little. It didn't take long before I pressed the shutter button and the lens popped out, the small screen turned on displaying the image of the lens. I was surprised it still had any battery. I looked around the room through the camera to see the quality of the pictures. I pointed it towards the large fake leaf plant standing next to the tv and snapped a photo. I pressed a lot of buttons until the gallery came up and I saw the picture of the plant but it was as if it had a watermark on it that read,
'No Person Detected'.
That was strange, no camera I had ever used had said that before. But it did intrigue me, so I pointed it towards Emma on my right who was leaning back on the beige couch with her left foot on the table and her right foot on top of her left. She must have seen the camera because she flinched and shriveled her face with an angry look.
"Eh? What are you doing?" She said, pulling her feet off the table now sitting up. "Get that out of my face!" She swung for the camera, but I was able to pull away and snap a photo without her reaching it. That's when a large blinding flash filled the room and the sound of the news on the TV went silent.
Several seconds later when the flash faded, the sound of the TV came back, and I was able to see Emma. She sat straight as an arrow staring blankly at the camera I held in my lap. She didn't move an inch and it barely looked as if she was breathing at all. Her appearance baffled me as it didn't seem natural, especially not after that bright flash. I just had to ask.
"uuuhhh, Emma? You alright?"
Her eyes snapped to mine and we stared into the eyes of each other for what felt like a strangely long time before she answered my question.
"Yes. I'm great." She said with a wide smile but a monotone to her voice, ending up just confusing me even more. The longer I looked into her eyes, the emptier, almost dead they started looking. A pale grey compared to her normally bright blue eyes.
"What's happening, Emma?" I said, sounding confused and leaning my head back just slightly.
"Nothings happening." She again said with no emotion in her voice but a borderline creepy smile spread across her face.
I stopped the staring contest between me and Emma and looked down at the camera. Thoughts began rushing through my head and it didn't take long for me to come to strange explanations.
With a quiver in my voice, I asked, "Emma?"
"Yes, James!" she answered back almost immediately.
"Stand up!" I told her. I had theories but I wanted to figure out what the hell was happening, and the only way to do that was to test. I figured with the large flash and her strange behavior, that the camera had somehow taken control of my sister's mind, and I mean, her monotone voice and glossed-over eyes told me as much.
Plus it didn't take long for my theory to prove true, when she said, "Yes, I will." and stood up between the couch and living room table. The Emma I knew wouldn't even listen to a simple command like that, especially not from me. But there she was standing just like I had asked.
"Eh, okay Emma how do I stop this?" It was of course beginning to freak me out and I didn't know a way to stop it. So I thought that maybe since she was under its control that maybe she knew away.
It felt like she was staring into my very soul with her glossed-over pale eyes as she said "There is nothing to stop." again with that smile on her face.
