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Raping My Air-Headed Bimbo Sister

Bambi thought she could flaunt our father’s gifts in my face. Yesterday, it was a new Corvette. Today it was a Lambo. But I knew something she didn’t. Our father didn’t love her. He loved that she was following in his footsteps.

Turning her into a dumb, blonde, big-breasted bimbo would show her that. Once she was at her lowest point, begging and crying for help, I would crush her spirit.


"Take a look at my new car, Scott!" My 18-year-old sister, Bambi, bounced unannounced in my house.

"Another one? Didn't he just get you a new Corvette last month?" I clicked off the game and walked out to see Bambi's new toy. I swear to God I was getting tired of all the crap our father was giving her. I mean, sure, I got a car for my 18th - an old, beat up Mazda with 150k miles on it.

Bambi furrowed her brows and frowned. "Oh, that? It was the wrong color. Besides, the Lambo better suits my complexion." To emphasize her point, she re-applied her lipstick in the flawless chrome reflection.


"What the holy fuck!?" I cried out when I saw the brand-spanking new all-chrome supercar sitting in my driveway. Fuck, I thought the Corvette was extravagant.

"Don't get so mad, bro. He just likes me more." She huffed. "It's nothing personal."

"Pah!" I spat on the ground.

"You jealous?" She smirked and opened the gull-wing doors. "I'll let you drive it once in awhile..." She giggled. "In fact, if you're really nice to me, I'll let you be my personal chauffeur."

"Fuck that and fuck you!" I shouted, not caring if the neighbors heard. "The only reason he pretends to love you more is because he sees you as his meal-ticket."

She threw back her head and laughed. "I can't help it that I'm smart AND beautiful." She bounced in the car, closed the doors, revved up the engine to the red line, then rolled the windows down, a deep frown creasing her beautiful 18-year-old face.

"You don't really think that, do you? Daddy'd still love me just as much if I hadn't aced my SATs. Right?"

My whole body vibrated with the big cat-like rumble from the Lambo's purring engine.

"Right?" She looked at me with desperate, pleading eyes.

I shrugged. "Maybe. Maybe not. Either way, I'm sure you'll sleep well tonight." I turned on my heels and walked back to my house, a smile painted firmly on my lips.

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