Sorry, Little Sister

"I'm real sorry I had to take all of this from you, Stephen, but you totally understand right? I'm really into your girlfriend, Sasha, but I just couldn't get her to get interested in me when I was your 'bratty little sister.' Whatever, I guess she's not into girls, but I really wouldn't say that's an issue now, would you? Man, it feels great to have this thing between my legs! I've always wanted one, you know, and I know for a fact that Sasha's gonna love it! And I've got your room now down here in the basement, and now that I'm the 'older' one, Mom and Dad might actually give me some privacy to enjoy myself! Sorry, 'little sister,' you're just gonna have to get used to your new stupid, pink, little girl's room, and all of those stupid dresses that Mom always used to make me wear. Meanwhile, I think I'll just go through your jeans and t-shirts and find something to put on -- or maybe I'll just walk around the house shirtless like you used to do. I mean, I can totally do that now if I want! Oh -- and, uh, I wouldn't bother telling anybody about this. I mean, you might think it's bad being trapped as a girl, but if I wanted to, I could put you in a much worse body. Just keep that in mind, huh, little sis? All right -- now get outta my room. I've gotta get ready to invite Sasha over!"