Thread: Living on a Thin Line (Novocaine & Sweetnothings) [Incest, Enslavement, Futa]

RE Living on a Thin Line Novocaine Sweetnothings Incest, Enslavement etc This was a terrible idea. Her parents were going to kill her if they found out. Joscelyn Bouchard's friend promised that her parents wouldn't find out. They couldn't. For once in her 16 years of life, they went on a vacation. For two weeks. She couldn't believe they trusted her to be in that house by herself. Probably because they thought she had no friends that wouldn't try and take her outside to do anything fun. Of course, they were wrong. One of her friends had told her about an upcoming party the weekend after her parents left. Everyone was going to be there with alcohol and drugs floating around the atmosphere. To Joscelyn, it was terrifying. For most of her life, she was kept at home. Her parents didn't want their youngest child to grow up and become what her older sister had become, and Joscelyn was aware of what her sister had done. The young teenager had arrived at the party about a half hour after it was set to start. During the drive there, she was fretting about how she looked, what she would do, and what would happen if the party-goers found out how young she was. That would be a horrendous outcome. One of Joscelyn's more promiscuous friends had brought over a dress for the girl to wear. It was a dress unlike any other she had seen. The front helped push up her c cup breasts to look bigger while it struggled to cover her cleavage. The strapless black dress barely did anything to cover her growing young body. It hugged her form, showing her curvy figure that still had some time to grow. Once Joscelyn stepped into the mansion with her group her friends, fear struck her. Already she could see people drinking beer from red solo cups, couples making out on the couch, and people either snorting cocaine or passing blunts around. The whole atmosphere was enough to make her run and scream, but she didn't. Tonight, she was going to be a different girl. The 16 year old was definitely acting different. Holding a red solo cup in her hand filled with water, she listened to a guy everyone was calling Will or some other nickname tell his stories of selling drugs. She had no idea there were these kinds of people out in the same city. She had to admit this Will guy was absolutely sexy. A few times Will grinned an irresistible grinned that made Joscelyn giggle and blush. Then came someone to ruin the fun she was having. Everyone's eyes turned to the woman who was beginning to make a scene. Joscelyn knew exactly who it was, yet she didn't say anything. She quickly set her cup down on the counter, watching her older sister threaten the drug slinging man for looking at her. Everyone in the group around Will turned to look for someone looking like Jacqueline. Everyone's eyes landed on her. Shyly, she casted her eyes downward to the floor. Her eyes shot up when she heard Jacqueline's voice directed to her. J-Jacqueline... she started before shutting her mouth as she was dragged to wherever her older sister wanted her. Joscelyn knew she was dead. Jacqueline was going to tell her parents, and the teen was never going to leave the house again. After the door was shut, the 16 year old felt like breaking into tears and begging her older sister to forgive her she wasn't going to do that. I'm sorry. My friends dragged me here. Mom and dad are on vacation, and this was the first opportunity I had to finally go out and have fun for once. I'm sorry for screwing up. Please don't tell them. I will do anything. And don't blame that guy. I was kind of looking at him, too. She nervously bit her lip while she kept her gaze towards the ground.