"I'll just borrow yours!" a voice rang out as a hand reached into the drawer and yanked out the symbiote boxers.
"Why do you always have to steal mine? Those are boys' boxers, you know!" Rich growled at his younger sister. "Why not borrow mom's undies?"
"She wears granny pants," Lex stuck her tongue out at her tall, athletic brother. "Besides, boxers are more comfortable, why should guys have all the fun?" Lex trotted out of the room, slamming the door behind her. Just because he was in college, Rich thought he was so cool. When they were little, he'd always been her best buddy. Now that she was in high school, he didn't want to know her.
"Just do your laundry next time, Alexis!" Rich yelled through the closed door.
Lex entered her own room and closed the door. Yanking off her pajamas, she quickly began to dress. She was built like a normal high-school girl, curves in all the right places, although she had to admit she was jealous of those who had a more lithe and lean body. Still, she did keep her dark hair cut fairly short, although it drove her mom bonkers. After snapping on her bra, she pulled up the boxers that she had just swiped from her brother's room.
Lex looked down in surprise. The boxers weren't the usual loose cotton material her brother normally had. In fact, they almost felt like stretchy and skin-tight biker shorts. The texture was a little odd as well, but Lex couldn't be expected to know everything about her brother's taste in underwear. Maybe it was a new thing for him. She debated trying to swipe a different pair, but she doubted he'd let her into his room twice in one morning. Giving up, Lex sighed and grabbed the rest of her clothes.
Suddenly, she paused. Something was off...