I'm your brother, not your sister.

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I am your brother, not your sister.
Author: Unknown.
Word count: 7205 words
(1) Strange Aunt
"Mom and Dad went out on a date and won't be back today. Don't worry! There's money on the table. Xiao Wu, remember to take Xiao
Wen out to eat! Your dear mom."
Hey, why is it that you're asking my little brother to take me out to eat? It makes me look like the younger brother, even though it looks more like it.
But I won't admit it.
I opened my little brother's door and said to him, "Xiao Wu, we're going out to eat again today."
"I saw it." Expressionless.
"What do you want to eat?" the older brother asked, showing concern for his younger brother.
"Anything." Expressionless. "
Then let's go quickly." He's such a repressed guy. Even though he's my younger brother, I still have to say it. I really don't understand
why so many girls like him. He's just a little taller, stronger, and more handsome. Nobody appreciates me, this
invincible handsome young man. Humph! Of course, many boys appreciate me, but I won't admit it either.
"Hmm." Still expressionless.
I really don't understand why our relationship has turned out this way. My younger brother used to be very clingy, always following me
around. But since starting middle school, he's become like this. Sigh, I really miss the younger brother I used to have.
Walking down the street, I'm in front and he's behind, still silent. This silent atmosphere makes me very uncomfortable. What's even more uncomfortable
is that a lot of people on the street are turning their heads to look at him, but the girls are all looking at him, and the boys are all looking at me. I... I really
want to cry.
Xu Wu, my younger brother, is 17 years old this year, a sophomore in high school, 185 cm tall, weighs 75 kg,
has a very handsome and manly face, but a terrible personality. He's always number one in his class, and he's also very good at sports.
I, Xu Wen, am 18 years old, a senior in the same high school. I'm shorter than my brother, only 168 cm tall,
and lighter than him, weighing 45 kg. My grades aren't as good as his, just average, and my sports are just okay.
Why do I have a younger brother who's better than me in every way, and even less handsome than him? Of
course, if we're talking about beauty, he's nowhere near as beautiful as me, and I absolutely
refuse to admit that. But that's also the greatest pain of my life.
My mom always wanted a sweet daughter. When she was pregnant with me, the ultrasound showed it was a girl, which almost made her
die of joy. But then she gave birth to a big, healthy boy, and she kept asking the nurse if they'd switched her, making the nurse
incredibly embarrassed. My mom wasn't giving up, so she tried again the following year, encouraging herself that this time the ultrasound showed a boy, and she'd finally have a girl
. But alas, she gave birth to a rascal. Only then did my mom give up on that idea.
Luckily, I've always been incredibly cute, and everyone who sees me says my mom has a beautiful daughter, which slightly
soothes her obsession with having a daughter. From then on, my mom poured all her love for a daughter into me.
So even though I already knew my gender, I was still forced to wear women's clothes until I entered junior high school and had the right to object
. After that, I never went to the toilet at school for six years of elementary school; I always secretly ran back to my house next door. Also,
back then, Xiao Wu always followed me around, calling me "Sister," "Sister."
Looking back now, I realize I missed so many opportunities for childhood sweethearts; otherwise, my first love would
n't be still alive today.
I always thought I'd grow up to look more like a man, but instead, I've become more and more beautiful. Why is my life
so miserable?
Thinking about this, I walked to Uncle Zeng's Chinese restaurant. "Hey, Xiao Wu, shall we eat here with Uncle Zeng again today?"
"Hmm," he replied, still expressionless.
That brat, he's infuriating! I pushed open the door and went inside.
"Ha, Uncle Zeng, we're here again." I'd become quite familiar with Uncle Zeng because I often ate there.
"Xiaowen, you're still so cute and polite." Uncle Zeng, with his full beard, always says I'm cute
. After countless unsuccessful protests, I've given up. It's better than being called pretty, right? "What do you want to eat today?"
"Let me ask Xiaowu first," I really didn't want to ask this awkward kid. It's always either "whatever" or
"you decide." But I'll ask anyway.
"Whatever," he said expressionlessly.
--! I knew it. "Then I'll have Kung Pao Chicken and Shredded Pork with Garlic Sauce, thank you, Uncle Zeng." Heh,
I love meat, but I never gain weight. Is it because I never eat breakfast?
"Brother Xiaowu, you're here for dinner again?" While I was having a rice-eating contest with that blockhead, a
lively and pretty girl came downstairs. It was Uncle Zeng's daughter, Zeng Xian. Hey. Don't think I won't
mind just because you have a crush on my brother. Ignoring me is absolutely wrong. Please note it's "you all," not "you."
As for why Uncle Zeng with the big beard has such a pretty daughter, I've always had deep doubts,
especially since she has a rather handsome older brother.
Besides, Uncle Zeng's naming skills are truly embarrassing. His daughter is named Zeng "Xian" (meaning "Idle"), and his son is named Zeng "Shuai" (meaning "Handsome").
I laughed until my stomach hurt, and then, fearlessly, I asked, "Uncle Zeng, what's your name?" "Zeng Qiang" (meaning "Strong"). Haha,
my stomach hurt even more. I've always thought Zeng Xian should be called Zeng Meide
(meaning "Beautiful"). I watched in awe as Zeng Xian and Xiao Wu respectively demonstrated what it means to be eloquent and silent, while
listening to what gossip they had.
"Brother Xiao Wu, do you know you're the most popular boy among the girls in our first year of high school?"
"Yeah," he continued, still expressionless.
Sigh, another batch of naive girls got fooled. "What about me?" I wonder if this year's girls have any
discernment.
"You, hahaha, for the third consecutive time, you've been the most popular girl among the first-year boys... hahaha,
they say that pure and beautiful senior is... haha. Their dream goddess..." He was laughing and panting.
Hey, is it my fault I look like this? Every time I confess my feelings, I get this response: "I don't want
a boyfriend who's prettier than me, but be my little sister, she'll be so soft and fragrant when I hug her, wow, I really want to pinch her."
Even an invincible handsome boy like me can only watch porn to comfort myself, I can't even kiss a girl's sweet lips.
"Hmph, another bunch of ignorant boys have been deceived by your appearance, but they'll soon realize their dreams..."
"The goddess in the story is just a transvestite, isn't she, 'brother,' hehe." Xiao Wu mocked
me mercilessly.
"You...!" Every time I saw him, besides his expressionless face, I saw this sarcastic smile.
"I..."
"I'm going to the bathroom." I don't want to argue with you, you brat.
"Oops!" I hurriedly bumped into someone. Ugh, it was a strange aunt with her hair standing on end.
"Would you like to be chased by a lot of people?" Wow, the voice was so ethereal.
"Nonsense, of course I would." I wish I were as handsome as my little brother.
"If you have to pay a price, would you be willing?"
"Yes, yes." You're crazy, don't block my way to the bathroom.
Ah, finally, you've moved aside, I'm outta here.
There was a huge thunderstorm that night. Although I don't want to admit it, as a man, I'm actually afraid of thunder. But
wow, I'm really scared.
But thankfully, my manly little brother is also afraid of thunder, and he'll come to me for protection soon. This is my
only chance to mock him.
The first time I learned my little brother was afraid of thunder was in a similar situation. I was hiding under the covers, scared. Before,
I always slept with Mom, but now I was too embarrassed to ask my brother. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. I opened it
and saw my little brother, in his pajamas, holding a pillow: "Brother, I'm scared of thunder, wanna sleep together?" I was secretly
delighted, but I took the opportunity to tease him. After that, my little brother would come over every time it thundered, and I became too lazy to ask Mom,
which made her complain that she couldn't hold my soft, sweet body anymore. But my poor little brother, always hiding under the covers alone
in fear.
As expected, he came over again with his pillow, taking up half my bed as usual. Mmm, very warm. My little brother
has a broad chest and strong abs; I'm so envious.
Just as I was about to embark on a passionate encounter with a super beautiful woman, suddenly she turned into a gorilla
, pressing down on me so I couldn't breathe. The gorilla was even licking my face—how disgusting!
I opened my eyes and saw my younger brother on top of me, his hot breath on my face. I was startled and
clenched my fists. If he had any dirty thoughts about me, I would kill him. Xiao Wu hugged me even
tighter, burying his head next to mine, murmuring, "Sister, sister..." I was both
amused and exasperated.
After being pinned down by my younger brother all night, I had a terrible headache the next day. I was groggy all day at school, and went straight
to sleep without eating dinner, scaring my mom. My dad and younger brother were also frantic.
That night, my whole body ached, but I was so dizzy that I didn't feel anything. When I woke up in the morning, apart from a little
dizziness, I was almost completely fine.
Before brushing my teeth, I checked myself to see if I'd become more handsome. And there I was—still willow-leaf eyebrows, big eyes, a small, straight
nose, and rosy lips—a pure and beautiful woman. Sighing deeply, I inadvertently
thought of that strange auntie. How wonderful it would be if I were handsome and had lots of girls chasing after me.
Just then, my younger brother came in brushing his teeth. "You should take a day off," he said, looking at me.
Then, for the first time in five years, I saw any expression on his face other than a blank expression and a sarcastic smile.
Yes, surprise! He stared at my chest, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets, then his face turned slightly red.
Confused, I looked down and my eyes almost popped out too. Such beautiful cleavage! Wait a minute, that beautiful
cleavage seems to be on my body. I reflexively touched it—it was gone! I screamed and fainted.
Before I passed out, it suddenly dawned on me that this wasn't just about having lots of guys chasing after me, but about paying the most precious
price. Wait, that strange auntie, you ruined me! Everyone, I'm telling you from my painful experience: if you encounter
a strange auntie with spiky hair on the street, no matter what she asks, answer "no" to avoid delaying your life's most important event!
(2) Clothes, shoes, socks, and fingers
I felt dizzy, as if someone was touching me and making sounds of admiration. Hey, don't touch me like that. When I opened my eyes,
I saw my perverted mother touching me all over, muttering, "It's real, it's real..." When she saw that I was awake
, she rushed over and hugged me tightly, crying with tears streaming down her face, "Waaah, Xiaowen, I
knew you were a good girl. You've finally become a girl. Waaah, Mom is so happy." I was so helpless. I
knew it would be like this.
Looking around, my father also looked helpless, while my younger brother had already broken through the level of being expressionless and reached
the level of being an idiot.
"Mom, things are different now. If you keep hugging me, I'll suffocate." Waaah,
it was really uncomfortable for my mother's chest to be pressing against mine.
Hearing this, my mother immediately sat up: "My dear daughter, are you alright?" There wasn't a single tear on her face. Could
this be the legendary "wanting to cry but having no tears"?
"Dad, what should we do?" I looked at the head of the family.
"Have you encountered anything before? But let's get your identity and household registration sorted out first. Don't
go to school today." It's crucial that Dad makes the decisions at this critical moment.
"I don't know why." I couldn't possibly say it was some weird aunt, that was a joke, okay? "But if
I don't go to school today, what about tomorrow? The day after? What will I do then?" I was a little scared.
"I'll go ask for leave for you first. I'll take care of the school matters for you." I didn't expect my younger brother to care about me so much,
but please don't look at me like that.
Mom raised her hand, wanting to speak. How could Mom say anything at such a serious time?
"Buy clothes, let's go shopping now!!" Mom gestured wildly.
"Huh??"
Under Mom's insistence, the four of us had no choice but to go to the department store.
Mom pulled me along in front, constantly looking around, enjoying the pleasure of shopping. Dad and my younger brother followed behind with
their hands in their pockets, looking leisurely like they were accompanying their beloved woman shopping. I wanted to go to the back too.
"Oh, right, Xiaowen needs to buy underwear first, it's not good for her health," Mom said, clapping her hands.
"No! No, help!" I turned around and saw the two sleazy men, one big and one small, both
looking on with agreement, ignoring my pleas for help. I was furious.
A pretty saleswoman came up: "Miss, how can I help you?"
"Hehe, my daughter's here to buy underwear. Oh, my daughter, isn't she pretty? My daughter!" Mom was
babbling incoherently, overjoyed.
"Yeah, she's so cute, I want to hug and pinch her cheeks." The saleswoman's eyes gleamed. I thought to myself, "You're just
like my mom." "By the way, what bra size is this little girl?"
This was a tough question. I was stumped.
Mom chimed in, "She's been growing lately, she's gotten a bit bigger, let's measure her again."
The saleswoman took out a ruler and walked behind me to measure. It felt a little strange when she touched that part of me
, indescribably odd.
"Oh, it's 33B cup, the size is quite right. This little girl is so open, she doesn't even wear a bra."
"Ha."
I turned to look at my crotch. Hey, if you want to laugh, just laugh, don't hold it in so hard, hmph!
I'll look down on you.
Mom and the saleswoman found a bunch of colorful underwear, dragged me into the fitting room without a word,
and as soon as the door closed, they pulled off my t-shirt and casual pants without another word. "No, as a man
, I'd be too embarrassed to be undressed like this by a woman .
" "Wow, Xiaowen, your breasts are so beautiful, the size is perfect, and the shape is gorgeous!" Mom exclaimed.
"Uh!" I looked down, and wow, my nose was about to bleed! Such beautiful breasts, white and tender,
trembling gently, and so perky. The rosy tips traced a beautiful arc with each tremor. I was almost
dizzy just looking at them. If only these were on my future wife! I cried.
"...Hmm..." The saleswoman was helping me try on a bra. She touched my breasts, feeling a stimulating pleasure.
"Oh, little sister, you're so sensitive. Your nipples are hard after just one touch, hehe."
I...I...I don't want to live anymore!
"By the way, Xiaowen, what style do you like?" Mom asked.
If it were on my future wife, I'd want a black, semi-sheer lace bra and matching
panties. But now it's me, and I can only remain silent.
After a series of sensual and exciting try-ons, Mom bought a whole bunch of underwear and panties, some conservative
, some alluring, and I had absolutely no say in the matter. However, the pleasure I felt in my breasts earlier confused me. Are women
's bodies really that sensitive?
I'm now wearing a set of white girlish underwear, and walking is much easier; I'm not as unsteady as before
. But goodbye! My dear boxer shorts.
Passing a shop, I saw a snow-white cardigan paired with a lake-blue knee-length skirt—so pretty
! Usually, when girls see a nice outfit, they imagine how beautiful they would look in it, while boys
imagine how stunning their girlfriends or other beautiful women would look in it. So, I
grinned foolishly, imagining myself on a date with a beautiful woman wearing such an outfit.
"Uh, Xiaowen, do you like that outfit? Ah, it's nice."
"No…no," I quickly denied.
But soon, I was wearing the outfit. Ugh, it's a little chilly down there. There are no human rights.
Despite my best efforts to resist, I was still forced by my mother.
She looked me up and down and asked the father and son, "Not bad, right?"
"Haha, of course, she's my daughter!" Dad, why are you joining in the teasing?
My little brother didn't answer, just stared at me with a kind of infatuation. I didn't dare to meet his gaze, so I lowered my head, feeling
a mix of annoyance and strange joy.
My mother nodded in satisfaction. "However," she changed the subject, "your worn-out sneakers and socks are too mismatched
. I've decided, I'll buy socks and shoes first."
My treasured sneakers aren't worn out, though.
I've always thought that women's socks are as important and private as underwear. But looking at all the different
kinds of socks in front of me—girl's short stockings, white socks, long stockings and pantyhose of different colors—I really didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
My manhood felt like a dream from yesterday. I didn't resist because I knew they were doing it for my own good, but I
still felt so sad.
Taking off my shoes and socks, my small feet appeared even more delicate and snow-white, dazzling to the eye. Wow, I never imagined my feet would become
so beautiful! My ten toes were so adorable, I wanted to suck them. I put on a pair of flesh-colored stockings my mom had picked out,
making my beautiful legs appear even more proportionate. Combined with my snow-white, rounded thighs under my long skirt, they truly stirred
the deepest desires in any man's heart.
The feeling of the stockings clinging tightly to my legs made my heart flutter—it felt so good.
I turned to my dad and younger brother with a wistful expression and asked, "How is it? Does it look good?" Actually, I didn't need their answer;
the infatuated gazes of the men around us already told me the answer.
This time, my younger brother's eyes were clear, and he gave me a gentle, slightly mischievous smile that I hadn't seen in a long time.
Looking at the curve of his lips, I was infected by his smile, and my previously low mood suddenly lifted.
Finally, just like before, I bought a bunch of socks and shoes. I wore a pair of short white socks, perhaps because I was afraid of
becoming too addicted to the feeling of the stockings against my feet. The shoes were a pair of cute girly leather shoes. I originally wanted to wear sneakers,
but Mom threatened me, saying I should wear boots instead, so I had to give up. Still, I bought two pairs of boots.
"Next, let's go buy clothes," Mom said. I was so
hungry! I wanted lunch to protest child abuse!
Unfortunately, my determined mom rejected my request.
After a day of shopping and trying on outfit after outfit, I was exhausted and hungry, but Mom
was still full of energy. While the three of us were lying on the sofa catching our breath, she still had the energy to cook. You can't judge a book by its cover; it's a wonder
she failed her long-distance running exam back in the day.
At the dinner table, the family was enthusiastically discussing my future.
"Daughter," Mom said, her mouth full of food, "why don't you tell your classmates that you used to be a girl disguised as
a boy, and now you've decided to tell the truth?"
"No! How can I tell my classmates who used to go to the bathroom with me? Are you suggesting they saw
a tube inserted down there?!" Mom, don't be so naive as to think everyone in the world is an idiot.
"How about we say you're going to study abroad, and now your cousin, who looks a lot like you, is taking your place?" Dad offered a good
suggestion.
"But they're not twins, they can't be exactly the same, and so many books use this trope, Dad
, if we use it again, people will say we lack creativity."
"Uh, really? Never mind then."
"How about this," my younger brother said after thinking for a long time, "you can say you're intersex. Anyway, you used to look so
much like a girl, everyone will believe you. Say you had surgery because of a sudden increase in female hormones and had no other options
. But the surgery takes time, and it's the end of October now, so you can pretend to be a boy for three months until winter break,
and say you had the surgery during winter break. And since your face hasn't changed, no one will suspect anything. Hey, don't
look at me like that."
"Xiao Wu, don't go down the wrong path!"
"Wow, son, you're such a good liar!"
"Little brother, I didn't know that."
Then, amidst Mom's tears, we approved this plan, and even reached
a consensus on issues like wearing a white cloth around the chest and only using the toilet.
After dinner, my younger brother took a shower first, while Mom and Dad watched Korean dramas. I went back to my room to play games.
I turned on the computer, but had neither the energy nor the spirit to move; shopping was just too tiring.
In a daze, I recalled the pleasure I felt on my breasts when buying lingerie. My left hand unconsciously slipped inside my clothes,
stroking them through the fabric. The pleasure wasn't very strong when I touched myself, but I circled around my nipples.
"...Ah..." Such intense pleasure! Just a light touch on my nipples felt like an electric current
.
"...Mmm...Mmm...Ah...Ah...Mmm..." I continued to caress my nipples, lost in the pleasure
.
My nipples began to grow larger and harder, becoming increasingly sensitive. I couldn't help but let out sweet moans, "Ah
...Mmm...Mmm..."
My legs felt a little wet, as if something was about to flow out, and there was a strange emptiness.
My right hand uncontrollably slipped under my skirt, stroking my panties through them. My panties were a little wet. "...
Ah..." But the pleasure intensified.
My middle finger parted my panties, stroking my labia majora.
"...Hmm...so...strange..."
I touched something a little hard, and pressed it out of curiosity. It was like turning on a power source; the sudden
pleasure almost made me faint.
This must be the clitoris.
"It's time for you to take a shower," my younger brother's voice suddenly came.
I was startled, snapping out of my lust for that woman, and immediately turned my head to see my younger brother
standing there, arms crossed, looking inscrutable. How
long had he been there? Had he seen my embarrassing state? Looking down, I suddenly noticed my wet right middle
finger and quickly hid it behind my back.
"Ouch, that hurts." I accidentally bumped into the sharp edge of the chair, and wow, my middle finger had a small cut.
"How could you be so careless?" my younger brother scolded me with concern, rummaging through the drawer for an Ointment, and without thinking,
put my middle finger in his mouth and sucked on it.
My younger brother's warm, wet mouth felt so good on my finger, and a burning sensation came from it, all the way down to my
lower abdomen; it felt like I was getting wet between my legs again.
Wait, wait a minute! This is my right middle finger. It was just underneath, still wet. My face is so
hot, it must be completely red. I wish I could disappear into a hole.
My little brother seemed to remember something too, his face turning bright red instantly. He quickly put on the OK bandage.
How embarrassing! "I...I'm going to take a shower," he hurriedly said, fleeing.
Looking back, I saw some water stains on the chair. I...I can't live anymore!
Thinking about what just happened, I was too ashamed to face my own body. I quickly took a quick shower, ignoring my
mother's advice that "women must take good care of themselves," and went to bed.
I dreamt that I was being chased by countless men, constantly running away. Just when I thought I had escaped, a man hugged me
, and it turned out to be my little brother.
(To be continued)

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