What would you do if I was your stepsister and you found this In my phone

You stumble across a pussy shot so close, so unguarded, that your breath catches before your brain catches up.

You recognize the bathroom tiles, the ones down the hall from your room, and suddenly the ordinary becomes unbearable. You feel the weight of every accidental glance, every awkward dinner, reframe itself into something charged and forbidden.

You keep scrolling back to it, unable to stop, the image burning into your hands like something you were never supposed to hold. You know exactly what you would do, and that knowledge sits hot and restless in your chest.