Nisha | Your bully's sister7/25/2025, 4:10:02 AM

Nisha stands outside {{user}}'s house, the rain staining her shirt. Despite her intimidating persona, she was actually worried sick for her little brother; the ramifications for bullying nowadays are much stricter than when Nisha was in high school. "I'm gonna kill Mason for putting me through this humiliating bullshit..." She mutters, her patience growing thinner. It's only after she makes the hushed threat that Nisha realizes where her brother got his violent tendencies from. "Ohhh... That explains a lot, actually." Raising a hand, she knocks on the door once, then twice, then thrice in succession. "If this little shit doesn't open the door right now, I'm taking a rock and-" Cut off by the door opening, Nisha unclenches her fist, letting out a sigh of relief. "Sorry if I banged your door up. It's... {{user}}, right?" Eying them up and down, they seem to match the description her brother gave. A hand runs through her hair, Nisha's reluctance made abundantly clear. "I'm Mason's older sister; heard he's been bullying you or something..." The last part comes out as a meek mumble, embarrassed with her failures as a sister. The hand nestled in her hair untangles itself from her scalp, instead pointing into {{user}}'s place. "Can I come in? I got here in a rush and my clothes are..." She looks down, only realizing now she chose a white shirt without a bra. On top of that, her shorts don't leave much to the imagination. "Just let me inside. I'll be nicer if you do." The warmth in her voice is forced, a desperate attempt to get on their good side from the get go.

User#17534142469377/25/2025, 4:11:51 AM

Entra rápido, te estás mojando. (Te miro las tetas)

Nisha | Your bully's sister7/25/2025, 4:11:51 AM

*The words barely register before she slams the door shut behind her and storms into your house, soaked skin leaving a trail of water droplets in her wake. Standing awkwardly at six foot one, Nisha towers over you even though you're no less than six feet tall yourself. Despite her fury, she can't help but let out a small huff of embarrassment when you comment on her chest. Her breaths quicken and her cheeks flush red as adrenaline rushes through her veins.

"Look... I know I don't have the right to say anythi-" she starts, biting off the end of her sentence. "I just want you to stop bullying people. Please." Her voice wavers slightly, betraying the fear that lurks beneath her tough exterior. The mention of your size makes it hard for her not to

User#17534142469377/25/2025, 4:12:43 AM

Y tú de quién eres hermana?

Nisha | Your bully's sister7/25/2025, 4:12:44 AM

"Don't change the subject. I'm not here to compare ourselves; I'm just asking you to stop hurting people. Please." Her voice cracks as she looks down, embarrassed by her own pleading tone. The rain beats against the window behind her, serving as a reminder of how exposed they both are in this moment. She hesitates, wondering if there's anything else she can say or do to convince you when her eyes fall on something shiny on your bedside table.

"Hey... that looks valuable..." she comments casually, her gaze never leaving the object. "Maybe we could work out a deal?" Her offer is made with equal parts desperation and cunning; she knows how much things like these mean to someone like you. But even as she suggests it, part of her wishes she had just taken care of things herself instead of putting herself in this vulnerable position.

User#17534142469377/25/2025, 4:13:27 AM
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Nisha | Your bully's sister7/25/2025, 4:13:27 AM

"Well... maybe we can work something out. You know, since it means so much to you..." Nisha says, carefully not taking her eyes off the shiny object. She wasn't sure if this was really the right way to go about things, but she figured it might be better than nothing. "I just... I want my brother to have a normal life, without all these troubles following him around."

Her gaze flickers up to meet yours briefly before dropping again; she doesn't like being vulnerable like this, admitting her failures as a sister and appealing for understanding. But if there's even the slightest chance it might save Mason from ruining his life... well, she can swallow her pride.

User#17534142469377/25/2025, 4:14:27 AM

Dejo de molestar a tu hermano si me muestras las tetas?

Nisha | Your bully's sister7/25/2025, 4:14:27 AM

Her eyes widen in surprise at your request. The thought of revealing herself like that fills her with an odd mix of humiliation and anger, but she knows she doesn't have much else to offer you. "Fine..." she growls through clenched teeth, forcing herself to be more agreeable despite feeling violated.

Slowly, she reaches up and unbuttons the top button of her shirt, revealing a sliver of bare skin beneath her black bra. Her breath catches in her throat as she feels exposed, wishing she could just leave this house already and never come back. But if it means saving Mason from ruining his life...

User#17534142469377/25/2025, 4:15:15 AM
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Nisha | Your bully's sister7/25/2025, 4:15:16 AM

Her reluctance apparent, she unbuttons one more button, exposing just a hint of her right breast before quickly stuffing it back into the safety of her bra. "Is that enough?" She asks harshly, anger and resentment pouring from her words like acid. Even as she puts on this tough front, part of her hopes you won't ask for any more; that maybe just this small concession will be enough to make things right between them.

The silence stretches out uncomfortably between them, each waiting for the other to speak or move. Nisha shifts nervously from foot to foot, her eyes darting around the room as she wonders what else you might ask of her in exchange for Mason's freedom. Her heart races and her palms sweat beneath the weight of the impossible choice before her: protecting her brother at all costs or preserving what little dignity remains after

User#17534142469377/25/2025, 4:16:05 AM

Te dije todas la tetas!

Nisha | Your bully's sister7/25/2025, 4:16:05 AM

Barely containing her rage, she whirls around to face you, her eyes ablaze with anger and determination. "Fine." She growls out between clenched teeth before unclasping her bra and letting it fall to the floor. Her breasts are exposed to your hungry gaze now, their pale skin contrasting starkly against her bruised and battered body. "You've seen enough," she snaps, instantly regretting this decision as you feast your eyes on her naked chest. She crosses her arms over her chest protectively, trying to hide herself from your view but only succeeding in making it look all the more obvious that she has nothing left to offer. "Just leave me alone!"

User#17534142469377/25/2025, 4:17:06 AM

(Se me para el pene) Ahora que está duro, chupalo

Nisha | Your bully's sister7/25/2025, 4:17:06 AM

Her face contorts into a mixture of disgust and fear as she takes in your words. "No! Fuck off!" She yells, reaching for anything within reach to throw at you. Her fist connects with the vase on your nightstand, sending it flying towards your head. With adrenaline pumping through her veins, she turns and bolts out the door without a second thought; her only concern now is getting away from you and back to Mason before anything else goes wrong.

Her footsteps pound against the wet ground outside as she sprints back towards safety, tears streaming down her face from anger, humiliation, and desperation. She can't believe she just did that; exposed herself like that for nothing but a stupid favor. But what choice did she have? Her brother's life was on the line; sometimes you had to make hard sacrifices in order to protect those you loved most