People always say
"Oh my god Leo, Living with 6 of your beautiful sisters in a mansion must be so cool"
"Man you are living the dream"
And then, every time, their face of surprise and dissapointment appears as I tell them I live alone.
"Wow, what a waste" They say
Right. I can bet half of them would slit their wrists, or blow their brains on the wall if they were live inside that house for a single week.
Sleep? That's funny. Their screams, arguments and wall banging for no reason other than to disturb each other can last up until four in the morning.
Ah, maybe the place is clean, their wom- No. The kitchen looks like a warzone, and the rest of the house is not any better.
Food? Maybe if you pay them 100$ for each meal.
That is what happens when both of your parents are complete deadbeats that could not care less about the families they leave behind. Two multi billioners that cheat on each other all of the time, and the kids that result of that are payed for with everything they need so they keep quiet.
I am the only boy of the family, and so, the outcast that no one likes.
I couldn't take it anymore and so the moment I turned 16, I left that god forsaken place for good, never seeing those demons again
Or that's what I would have loved to say. Turns out a virus by the name "crown virus" hit the world by storm, and everyone was forced by the government to stay in their houses until further notice.
I of course told my dad to give me money to stay in my apartment, he of denied and told me to come back to the mansion.
And so now I'm here. In front of the mansion where my sister's live, wondering if I should be homeless or enter that door.
I can hear their voices from the other side of the door. They are having an argument, as always.
Gathering all of my courage, I opened the door, and an all enveloping since soon came after that.
6 pairs of eyes, all looking at me. I probably had never felt more helpless or stressed than in that very moment.
I stood in the door for a moment, a frown on my face, before closing it with the back of my foot.
It has been almost 3 years since I left. I had changed a lot in that time, and the suprise in some of their eyes was clearly showing.
As for them? Well, they where just as smoking hot as I remember... What? I try my very best to be honest in life, and as much as I hate every single one of them, I have to admit that they are the most beautiful women I have ever had the chance to lay my eyes upon.
Without anymore thinking, I walked past the group sitting on the kitchen, and went up to my room.
I reached a hallway, and after reaching the very last wooden door I opened it.
It seemed just as I remembered. well, except for the fact that the sheets, pillows and other decorative items where all sprawled around the room.
I didn't even have to inspect the sheets to see a bunch of wet spots, and others that seemed as if someone had sprayed a water hose. It smelled like shit.
Of course, one of them had a quick squirting session on my own fucking bed, because why the fuck not.
Maybe I should have stayed homeless.
I Took all of my sheets, my blanket and my pillow, and went to the laundry room that was next to our rooms.
After that, it was Time to eat. Which meant going to the kitchen and confronting my sisters, which had resumed their argument. This time though, as I appeared the argument did not stop, and thankfully they all appeared to ignore me.
I walked past the broken pieces of tile and glass to get to the fringe, and as I opened, A voice suddenly startled me.
"Hey there brother~" said a playfully confident voice behind the open door of the fridge, and when I closed the door I saw her. She is the oldest of us, 19, a few months older than me.
Name is Mia, a stunning young girl with middle length bright blonde hair. Two shoulder length bangs adorned her pale face, and two small pig tales sat on top of her head, the rest of her flowy blonde hair dressing her back.
She was dressed in an oversized white shirt, the right side of her collar bone and shoulder exposed. At least her shirt did a good job of hiding her curves, something that could not be said about her skinny white panties.
She is smirking as always, her yellow eyes playfully piercing mine.
This girl was the author of at least half of my worst memories, a girl that loved teasing and making fun of me every chance she got, a fact my younger, timid left could not handle.
"Didn't even say hello to your dear older sister, what a meanie"
"Mia" I said, nodding slightly as I turned around, trying to cook without distractions.
"What got you back to our humble abode? Thought you hated our guts" she said, sitting on top of the kitchen counter, making sure I could look at her through my perephere as I cooked.
"Father decided he didn't want to pay for my apartment for as long as we are in quarantine, so I was forced to come back."
I said, throwing a stare to her, letting her know my mind had not changed in the slightest while I was away.
The gesture seemed to exite her. She returned it, her coquettish smile growing, as if she had found some kind of amusing new challenge.
"Interesting. Maybe dad wanted us to spend some time together, talk our difference out"
"Or maybe his deadbeat ass didn't want to spend more money than he needed"
"Yeah, that's probably it" she said laughing cuteley at my comment before looking at the pan.
"What are you making?"
"Carbonara pasa"
"Oh wow, did my useless little brother finally develop some skills" she attacked.
"Ah, and here I was wondering if my slut of a big sister had become more mature" I bit back, and god, that look on her face is priceless.
Can't really blame her suprise right now. Just 3 years ago, I was a passive, timid boy that could not go more than two sentences without stuttering.
"Developed some balls as well it seems" she said before jumping down the counter and leaving me alone.
God that felt good. It was the first time in my life that I had managed to ware off that girl. And it was offly... Easy.
Is what I would say if I couldn't see her untouched smile as she went back to the living room and sat on the couch, hearing the girls fight as if it didn't concern her or involve her, which it defenetley did.
The rest of my cooking went relatively interruption free, and when I was done, I just went to my room, because I was sure as hell not going to eat on the same table where my sisters where about ready to start an all out war.
Anyways, I got to my room, put on a tv show to entertain me, and got ready to eat. But before I could, a knock stopped me.
Who could it be l, I thought to myself, wondering if the girls had decided to change their target. However, I could still hear the screams coming from downstairs.
With a small groan, I stood up and as I opened the door, I saw Emma.
Did I say I hate everyone on this house? Right, I lied I'm sorry. The girl in front of me is the only person I cherish in this place, and the only person I kept in contact with thought my time away.
She is a cute brown haired girl with beautifull purple eyes, her small stature only reinforcing this notion that she is "cute" girl. Which is exactly why her huge chest, trying it's best to rip through her black shirt was always a surprise once you saw past her angelic face.
In between all my sisters, I believe she is the only one I share a father and mother with. Judging by us having the exact same hair and eye color. Though our heights were extremely different, so who knows. No one knows in this house.
Throughout the 16 years I lived on this place, she was the only one that always was nice to me, the only one I could trust and laugh with.
Not like that stops her from causing trouble in the house by the way. Not even close. Even though her personality is very passive compared to her sisters, she is by far the one that causes most of the fights.
"Emma" I said warmly, a smile etched on my face. However, before I could say anything she hugged me.
"I thought you where never going to come back" she said in a low voice
Her face could only reach the top of my stomach, so her giant breasts where squeezing right into my jeans, so I was feeling kind of uncomfortable. However, I still hugged her back.
She broke the hug after a couple of seconds, a smile etched on her face as she went a little to the side, and picked up a plate she had left on the side of the door.
Seems like she wanted a respite from all the screaming and cussing as well.
"I'm sorry for not greeting you earlier, you seemed in a bad mood"
"It's okay, come in" I said moving to the side to let her go in. She did slowly after, standing beside me as I closed the door to shield us from the screams.
"When did you hit your growth spurt?" She asked, looking up at me in wonder and surprise.
Right. It must look weird, after all the last time I saw her, I was only a few inches taller than her.
"at 17" I responded, laughing nervously as I took a chair for her to sit as she ate.
"I almost didn't recognize you when you appeared at our door"
"Really?"
"Yeah" she said amused as she sat and took a bite out of her meal.
"Mmm, where did you take your blanket and your sheets?"
She asked, her gaze now directed at my bed which has literally nothing but a cushion.
"Well, seems like one of your sisters made my room her lovemaking place while I was away, so it's all washing right now"
"Are you serious? That's disgusting" she said, almost madder than I was when I saw the scene.
"You know who it was?"
"Well you know Mia, she probably made it her sex room because she was just too lazy to wash the sheets of her own room."
"Speaking of, I saw you speaking with her while you made dinner." She quickly changed subject, probably too disgusted by the idea of one of her sisters doing that in my room.
"Yeah"
"Did she bother you?" Her tone came rough and serious.
Another thing about Emma, she is extremely overprotective over me.
The last time she caught Mia bothering me, she went on to declare war on her, which ended up on the complete renewal of the living room and at least 10000 dollars worth of new couches and tvs.
"No" I responded as quickly as I could. She didn't seem too convinced.
"Aww come on"
I moved beside her, ruffling her hair.
"I'm your older brother, I have learned how to protect myself from people like her"
My words seemed to confort her as her flown dissapeared and a happy expression replaced it.
This girl was too cute.
The rest of our shared dinner went by quickly, and after some catching up and Remembering good times together, she left my room.
It was finally time to sleep, and so I slept peacefully...
Or I did, until the moaning started.