Jay’s stomach churned as Sophia and Ava tugged him down the stairs, their grips like iron shackles. Sophia’s bright, melodic giggles cshed with Ava’s raspy, mischievous ones, echoing in the narrow hallway. I’m a sve. I’m a sve to crazy girls who think I’m their brother! he thought, his diamond-blue eyes darting for an escape. His dirty blonde hair stuck to his sweat-damp forehead, his kickboxing instincts screaming to break free. But their warmth—Sophia’s curvy frame pressed close on his left, Ava’s athletic grip tightening on his right—kept him pinned. They’re not my family, he told himself, but a naive part of him wavered. They’re not so bad... right?

  As the trio reached the base of the stairs, the woman who’d called his name fixed her gaze on Jay. Her hair cascaded in rich brunette waves, flowing like polished mahogany, and her sky-blue eyes glowed with a warmth that bordered on obsession. She stood tall, her voluptuous form curving into an hourgss silhouette that demanded attention. Her smile was welcoming, but there was something too fervent in it, something that made Jay’s skin prickle. She wasn’t his mother, step, or anything like it.

  “Jay, my precious boy~?” Her voice dripped like honey, smooth and enticing, but the possessive undertone made Jay’s skin crawl. “Come give your momma a hug~?” She stepped closer, her sky-blue eyes gleaming with feverish intensity, arms outstretched to envelop him.

  Jay froze, his kickboxer’s instincts screaming to pull away, but Sophia’s melodic giggle and Ava’s tightening grip anchored him in pce. They’re not my family, he thought, the word “momma” grating against him. They’re not so bad... right? But the lie felt thinner with every step the mother took.

  Before Jay could react, the woman's arms enveloped him in a hard, aggressive grip, leaving no escape. He grunted, her curvy body crushing against his, her bosom pressed firmly against his face. His cheeks flushed crimson as he squirmed in panic, shame, and desperation flooding him. To his shock, her strength was incredible—far beyond what he’d expected from the woman ciming to be his “momma.”

  Her delicate fingertips brushed his scalp, sending an unpleasant shiver down his spine. What the fuck is she doing!? he thought, his hope that they “weren’t so bad” shattering under her grip. His muscles tensed, kickboxer instincts urging him to break free, but her iron hold pinned him in pce. Sophia giggled nearby, her voice a bright echo, while Ava’s grip on his arm tightened, as if daring him to resist.

  The mother's sky-blue eyes, sharp as heart-shaped daggers, sparkled with desire as she locked her gaze on him. “You feel so good against me~?” she purred, her voice a cloying blend of sweetness and yearning. She tilted his chin up, forcing his eyes to meet hers, her smile unyielding.

  “Easy, Mother, don’t break our Jay yet,” Ava said, leaning in with a pyful nudge. Lydia released Jay, who stumbled back, gasping for air. “Oh, girls, I got carried away with our precious Jay~?” she said, her chuckle rippling through the air, deceptively light. Her sky-blue eyes lingered on him, unyielding.

  Jay’s jaw tightened, his diamond-blue eyes flickering with uncertainty and dread. Why is she apologizing to them!? he thought, dread pooling in his gut. They act like I’m theirs like I dont have a say... wheres my apology? Sophia’s hand lingered on his shoulder, her curvy frame pressed close, as if savoring his discomfort.

  “Bet you loved Mother Lydia’s hug, didn’t you, Jay?” Ava teased, a smirk curling her lips, a raspy giggle escaping her. Jay shot her a gre, his thoughts spinning in a frantic whirl. “Wha—like you—ugh, get off me!” he stammered, his defiance faltering under their relentless affection.

  Wait... Ava said her name right? Lydia I heard. Jay’s mind churned, still reeling from the suffocating embrace. That poster—‘Forever yours Jay ~L The thought sent a chill through him, his discomfort sharpening into suspicion.

  “Oh, Jay, can’t get enough of Momma’s love, can you~?” Lydia purred, leaning closer, her sky-blue eyes gleaming like heart-shaped pearls, burning with insatiable need. Her voice, rich and silky, dripped with alluring menace.

  Jay’s eyes widened, a wave of horror crashing over him, the hope that they “weren’t so bad” buried under the threat of another embrace. “Wha—no, I—” His muscles tensed, instincts screaming to shove her off, but before he could finish, Sophia flung her arms around his torso, her grip tight and unyielding. Her giggle bubbled with excitement, her curvy frame pressing closer, radiating obsessive want. Ava smirked nearby, her raspy giggle joining Sophia’s, as if egging her on.

  “Big brother, I don’t want Momma smothering you to death—my hug’s enough, right~?” Sophia purred, her voice dripping with possessive glee, clutching Jay tightly. Her giggle bubbled with obsessive want, her curvy frame pressing closer. A wave of relief washed over Jay—at least Lydia’s arms weren’t crushing him again.

  “Sure, b-but quick question...” Jay said, his hands clenching, voice faltering as he eased away from Sophia and Ava, carving a fragile gap. Sophia’s smile faltered, Ava’s eyes narrowed, and Lydia tilted her head, her sky-blue eyes gleaming with unreadable intensity. “I... don’t know you guys. If you’re my sisters and Lydia’s my mother, why act... so obsessed with me?” The Forever Yours, Jay~ L poster fshed in his mind, a nagging warning.

  A heavy silence fell, their gazes pinning him in pce. Ava stepped closer, her gravelly voice thick with fervent need. “I don’t know what you mean, Jay. We love you. What more reason do we need?”

  A wave of anxiety froze Jay, his thoughts churning. He swallowed hard, forcing the words out. “But you’re crossing a line! The hugging, it’s... too much.”

  Lydia stepped closer, her smile sharp and unyielding. “We hug you whenever we want, baby boy~?” Her voice dripped with saccharine menace, her sky-blue eyes piercing like daggers, mirrored by Sophia’s emerald green and Ava’s hazel, all tching onto Jay with fierce obsession and a glint of danger. Sophia’s giggle echoed, her grip tightening briefly, while Ava smirked, her eyes glinting with approval.

  Jay’s stomach dropped. They obviously don't care about my boundaries.

  After his failed attempt to set boundaries, Jay sat at the dining table, unease clinging like a heavy cloak. Across from him, Ava’s rough chuckles erupted, her hazel eyes lingering with hints of thoughts no sister should have. a silent warning of obsession.

  Before he could brace himself, Sophia plopped onto his p, her weight fueling his stress. Her giggle bubbled with glee, her emerald eyes sparkling as her arms looped around his neck. His face flushed red, diamond-blue eyes widening, exhaustion sinking in from their relentless obsession. Do they not see how wrong this is? he thought, frustration churning, restraint fraying.

  In the kitchen, Lydia hummed softly, her sky-blue eyes fixed on breakfast preparations. She darted a gnce over her shoulder, spotting Sophia poised on Jay, his head and neck in her arms. A venomous giggle escaped her lips before she turned back to her ingredients.

  Jay shifted under Sophia’s weight, his face flushed as he spoke. “Hey, Sophia… could you get off?” Ava’s mocking chuckle cut through, and Sophia leaned back slightly, still on his p, her emerald eyes gleaming with a deceptively sweet smile.

  She leaned in, whispering with a delicate lilt. “…no.” A beat passedcom passed, her eyes locking onto his. Her enthusiastic chuckle rang out as she eagerly wrapped her arms around Jay’s head and neck.

  Jay let out a loud sigh, his brow furrowing as he paused to collect his thoughts, trying to make sense of the evolving issue. We'll, we aren't real family though. Unreted right? Jay considered, grappling with his ideas as he attempted to rationalize them for himself.

  Come to think of it, I haven't seen the father yet. Jay pondered in his mind. "So..." As Jay's voice rose, drawing an intense interest, Ava and Lydia, their eyes turning toward him. Sophia gently leaned back, her gaze locking onto Jay's eyes, maintaining her position atop him to keep the intimacy.

  Jay shifted under Sophia’s weight, his face still flushed from her refusal to move. Her emerald eyes gleamed, daring him to protest again. Ava’s raspy chuckle lingered in the air, and Lydia’s humming from the kitchen felt like a tightening noose. His mind raced, grasping for something—anything—to make sense of this nightmare. The absence of a father nagged at him. He swallowed hard, voice low. “Where’s the father?”

  “You mean yours or ours?” Sophia asked, tilting her head with a saccharine giggle, her arms tightening around his neck. Her emerald eyes sparkled with a knowing glint, as if she relished his confusion.

  At least we have diffrent dad's in this... realm I guess I can call it? Jay thought, His face blossomed with hope. Was his real dad out there, or had this warped world erased him too? “My dad,” he said, his voice steadier than he felt, diamond-blue eyes searching Sophia’s face for a crack in her facade.

  “Don’t worry about him. He’s out of the picture~,” Sophia said, her voice a teasing lilt as she slid her arms around Jay’s shoulders, fingers lingering possessively on his colr. Jay's mind raced with concerns his stomach turning. What the fuck is that suppose to mean?

  “Why care about him when you’ve got us, Jay?” Ava taunted, leaning forward, her head resting on her palm as her other hand twirled a strand of raven-bck bob, her pyful smirk sharp with menace.

  Jay’s eyes widened, Sophia’s weight squeezing him as he struggled for words. “Wha—I me—Tha—uhh, that’s a loaded question!” he stammered, his voice shaking with anxiety.

  Ava burst out ughing, her raspy voice ringing through the dining area. Sophia’s giggle bubbled up, her emerald eyes glinting as her arms tightened briefly around Jay’s neck, savoring his discomfort.

  Lydia approached with breakfast, a stack of golden-brown pancakes that seemed almost too perfect. “Enough questions about your father, Jay~?,” she said, her pleasant voice flowing like a gentle breeze, yet sharp with command as she set the pte down.

  .Jay’s jaw tightened, but he tried again, his voice trembling. “But I—”

  “I said that’s enough,” Lydia cut in, her melodic sweetness ced with menace, a smile dancing on her lips. Jay shifted under Sophia’s weight, unease spiking. How is she even able to scare me like this? he thought, his mind surging with fear.

  “Little brother~?,” Ava’s sultry rasp captured Jay’s startled attention. “I recommend you stop asking questions now. I’m getting the feeling you’re gonna try to run away again~?.”

  Again...wha...? Jay’s thoughts spiraled, panic giving way to frustration. He gritted his teeth, his jaw tight, exasperation surging at the unanswered questions.

  Sophia, on Jay’s p, gripped his face tightly, forcing his eyes to meet hers, burning with intensity that left him momentarily astonished. “Is this true, Jay~?? Are you trying to leave us again?” she asked, her voice a fierce mix of fury and need, her emerald eyes gleaming with desperation, not a sister’s gaze.

  Ava leaned closer, her hazel eyes glinting with predatory want. “Try it, little brother, and we’ll lock you down~?,” she purred, her sultry rasp dripping with promise, “somewhere you’ll always be ours.” Her fingers tapped the table, a teasing cage, her smirk curling sharper.

  Lydia’s smile widened, her sky-blue eyes glowing faintly.

  “Naughty boys get punished, Jay,” she whispered, her voice a cloying coil of desire, “in ways that’ll make you beg” Her voluptuous frame loomed, the pancakes steaming unnaturally, her presence heavy with menace.

  Jay’s heart pounded, his kickboxing instincts fring—fists clenching like a Bruce Lee stance—but their gazes pinned him: emerald, hazel, sky-blue, burning with obsessive want. They’re not family, their desires... are so wrong he thought, dread choking his defiance. Sophia’s fingers lingered on his face, Ava’s smirk caged him, Lydia’s eyes promised torment. “I… I won’t leave,” he stammered, voice trembling with fear. “I promise.”

  The dining room walls shivered faintly, as if sealing his words. Sophia’s giggle turned sultry, Ava’s rasp echoed triumph, and Lydia’s smile gleamed with victory, their kinky desires tightening around Jay like chains, his promise a trap he’d never escape.

  This is my life now... Jay thought as felt a surge of discontent wash over him.