"I was thinking...I could do it." Amanda says, a blush forming on her face.
"Wait what," you reply getting confused, "You want to pretend to do be my mommy?"
"I mean," Amanda says getting a little shy, "I see all these women and girls cooing and playing with you and feeding you and I felt... left out. So I figured, hey if it's pretend, we can just... pretend you're... my... baby."
You look at your sister a little worried, trying to figure out the best way to handle this.
"I don't know," you reply scratching your head trying to think of the best way to handle this, "I mean we are related. I'm just worried we might get carried away or mom or somebody might find out."
"No one will find out, i promise," Amanda says as she gets down on her knees in front of you giving you a clear shot down her cleavage, "Please, I promise I'll be the best mommy. After all... I know what you like."
You start to sweat at the idea.
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