"Why, I do believe that you're bra would be nice" you responded in an equally as spiffy accent. Jessie's pink tank top showed off a lot of cleavage, meaning that her boobs were basically popping out. You figured that this would be convenient and comfortable.
"We'll, okay bro" Jesse then brought her hand up to her face. She was about to drop you, but then, she quickly flipped you upside-down, pinching you by your legs.
"Woah, what are you doing, Jess?" You asked, nurvious. You looked up at your sisters face, or down rather, only to see her smirking back at you. Then, the clamps released you and you watched as your sister's face became more distant. The wind rushed past your face as you fell through the air. You looked down and saw the perky orbs that belonged to your sister, then you landed with a sort of *pop*. Everything was dark. You wiggled around, knowing where you were, and felt the soft, warm flesh of Jesse's bosoms. They pressed you together so tightly, that you were stuck in a dive position. Only your feet were sticking out.
Jesse looked down and saw you plop right between her boobs. In an instant, all that remained were your black sneakers. Jesse watched as her little brother struggled for freedom. His feet kicked, rubbing his jeans against her pliable skin. As you kept busy, Jesse started the car and drove to school. With every turn, you were thrown from side to side with Jesse's jiggling honkers. As Jesse pulled up to the high school, her breasts and you jolt forward, and then come to a hault. This jolt loosed your position, freeing you. You then decided to reposition yourself. Now, with your head just barely popping out from between your sister's hooters, Jesse left her car and walked into the school. Then, just as she was about to enter the building...