Little Sister Wedgie Novels & Stories

Tonight we be really fun, she thought, because her younger sister Katie was coming up for the weekend. Katie was a senior in high school and was in the process of checking out colleges to attend and this was her weekend to check out the school her sister raved about. Jennifer was intent on showing her a great time and what better way to start it off then to take her to a frat party? Jennifer pulled various outfits from her tiny closet and held them against her body in front of the mirror, trying to find a satisfactory combination. She became frustrated, throwing the clothes to the bed. Finally she stopped and just stood in front of the full-length mirror screwed to the door to her room.

“Then she will have to be removed.” Clara’s hand flew to her mouth to stifle a gasp. The hedge rustled faintly, betraying her presence. “Did you hear that?” Elianna demanded. Clara fled silently through the opposite path, her heart pounding like a drum. She did not stop until she reached her chamber, bolting the door behind her. She pressed her back against the wood, trembling. Removed. The word echoed in her ears. Her own sister was planning her destruction. Adrian’s Doubts

"I won't let you slander my sister anymore! Hasn't she suffered enough? You vile, disgusting woman!" "What are you talking about?" Maggie burst into tears, her voice trembling. "When did I ever slander her? I didn't make her jump! She's mentally unstable; how's that my fault—ahh!"

He had bet all his money, which led to him being saddled with a mountain of debt after he lost the bet. As a result, he stole Iris' money and pulled a disappearing act. Iris, who used to exist on a pedestal above everyone else, was forced to live in a basement. She couldn't even feed herself most days. … Taylor gave me Miller Group's shares transfer contract for our first wedding anniversary gift. She looked utterly earnest as she handed the contract to me, saying, "This rightfully belongs to you, so I got it back for you." She lowered her head slightly to look at the small bump on her stomach. Her eyes shone with tenderness as she continued, "Treat it as my first gift to our child."

My door was pushed open, and there stood my step-sister in all her glory. “Hello, sister, it’s been quite a while. You no longer return my calls.” Lily whined, and I just smiled, tight-lipped at her. If you know Lily, you know the best thing to do is to just ignore her. My parents’ golden child, and she knew exactly how to get under your skin. Nothing I ever did was enough; I was always compared to Lily. She reveled in every bit of attention, and it always made me feel inferior. She destroyed my self-esteem before I even knew what it was called.

But… her cheeks were soaking wet… I don’t trust kids… Our own mini joker now sat up, staring at me, and I could almost see the cogs in her brain working. "Wiyam make me sad." She stated, her eyes blurring with tears all over again. "And Liam is sorry, I just miss seeing my beautiful baby sister's face without this make-up." I said gently, the urge to wash her face was hard to fight. "But Wiyam like Waven wearing make-up." She sobbed. "But my sister is more beautiful. Look, Mom, Kiara and Raven wear make-up because they are getting older and ugly." Please don’t kill me, ladies.

Little baby’s world only had Big treasure in it while Little treasure was worried about mommy and her sibling whom big treasure told her about. “Daddy, can my little sister share the bed with me?” Little treasure raised her head to ask Chris, as she thought of her little sister. “Sure.” Chris agreed without hesitation but teased “What if it is a little brother instead?” “No, it is a little sister.” Little treasure answered with a confident nod “I had specifically requested for a little sister so that I will have company for dress ups and playing.” “It is a little brother.” Chris Jnr contradicted in a confident tone as he walked up to Chris; No one knew when he entered the room.

Lily Attending a neighbor's birthday party seemed like an innocent enough event, but for me, it was a calculated risk. I knew I had to be cautious. My child’s safety was paramount, especially with my witch of a sister, Natalie, lurking in the shadows, possibly having her minions scattered everywhere, ready to pounce at any given moment. I could feel the weight of my decision as I dressed Lily in her cutest outfit, a soft pink dress with tiny flowers embroidered along the hem.

Five years ago, after the Horton was defeated by the Vaillant pack, Wade Horton was sitting next to his sister on her bed, begging her not to leave, “Please, Wendy, don't go!” It was almost sunset, but the sun shone brightly entering Wendy Horton’s bedroom, filling it with a crimson light. “I’ll be back, don't worry, Wade…” the 20 years old girl soothed her little brother to stop worrying. The fourteen years old boy then stared at his sister seriously, “promised?”

“Lemon... My sister...” Lemon reached out and said adorably, “Bwader... Huggies...” Spike quickly reached out and hugged his cute and small sister.