I walked back to my house, just in time to see my sister’s boyfriend leave drunk off his ass. I walk into the house and there were empty beer can al... over the house, plus I found a joint on the back patio. I knew I could get my sister in so much trouble, but I knew she could get me into more. I went to find my sister; she was in her room with the door closed. I slowly open her door and it was pitch black in there. I could not see her at all, but I heard her snoring. I walk slowly up to her to. “Thanks,” I managed to choke out, as I looked back at his gorgeous face, “You’re pretty hot yourself.” “You just like my dick,” he joked.We laughed as he opened the fridge and grabbed a couple of beers. His parents were pretty chill about us drinking as long as it was at their house and we didn’t get totally wasted. “Here,” he said tossing me one, “Let’s just chill and watch some tv.”I cracked the beer and took a long sip. It was cold and refreshing, both physically and mentally, and helped. "Very good. Now I want you to lean back and grab the other edge of the desk with both of your hands."Laura let go of her breasts and leaned backwards grabbing the desk as instructed. She looked down at the effect this was having on her exposed breasts.It caused her orbs to get pulled back and lifted up, making her appear as flat chested as an elementary schoolgirl. After seeing her like this, she knew Dr. Adams would never see her as a grown woman again. She'd always just be a little. We were going to be kicked out of our home and there was nothing we could do.Earlier when I said I live in a fairly normal town, I forgot to mention the one exception. Our town was home to the Wendy Wilco Chocolate Factory. I'm sure you've heard of it. It's the biggest candy distributor in the world. But it is a very mysterious place. The owner, Ms. Wilco, hadn't made a public appearance in years. Some say it's due to an injury that crippled her for life. Others say it was because she was.