A New Me...

Just then, the door knob started turning and I was frozen with fear...Who could this be? Not an RA please! Not my parents! Not Paul!

It was neither...In the door frame stood my sister...holding a case of beer. For a second we just started at each other. My head turned over my shoulder at her, with my ass in clear view encased in her black and pink thong. Her standing there with the 30 rack in a skirt, black tights, tan boots, and a white sweatshirt.

Then we both moved at once. I turned around and covered my self up while she hurried in and closed the door.

"I...I can explain!" I tried to get out.

"ALEX!" she screamed, then quietly "What the hell are you wearing! Are those my panties?!"

"Y...yes..." I started crying "I'm so...so sorry!" I put my head into my hands and cried.

"Little brother, don't be sorry. You honestly don't think that I didn't notice that every time I bought new underwear they were stretched in the crotch? That they would go missing for weeks at a time just to magically appear washed and in my dresser drawer again?"

"You mean...you've known this whole time?" I asked through sobs.

"Of course I have! I've been waiting ages for you to tell me! Are you gay? Do you like boys? Why do you do it?!"

So we started talking. I told her all about it. How I had the figure of a teenage girl. How I was always so envious of her life. How I was constantly picked on and just wanted to look just like her and hang out with her and her friends because my life sucked.

"You know what little bro, I think that I can help you out with something if you want to go along with it...."

"What do you mean?"

"Well...you see I haven't really told my friends that my sibling was coming to this school yet. You haven't always been really sociable with people, and I just didn't want to mess anything up with them. I had trouble making friends here, and I didn't want to show them my kid brother who doesn't like talking to anyone. But now that I know why you were like this...I want to help you out."