Jenny stood outside the her bathroom and stared at the door her sister had walked though. She shivered as her sister pulled a new pair of panties on; she could feel her sister's - her penis's - panties, flush against her crotch. She could feel as her sister shimmied herself into a pair of jeans, and gasped as she felt the rips and texture as they moved up her sister's legs. She felt as her sister pulled her pajama top off, over her head.
Julie was pulling her socks on, and Jenny glanced at the bed where her sister had left her own socks. They were light pink, and the one on her foot was white, but they'd have to do. She walked over and sat down, and started pulling one on. She felt little tingles as her sister pulled her other one up. Jenny jumped up and ran into her closet, stuck her tongue out as the tube shifted and tingled, and glanced around.
Her closet was absolutely stuffed. It had rainbows of each kind of clothing - everything from light pink frilly shirts to grey and somber shirts, from dark purple dresses to turquoise skirts to red pants. Jenny reached straight for the green shirts and took the first one she laid her hands on, and pulled it right on. Then she grabbed a pair of sneakers with caked mud on them from the field trip two days before, groaned, and pulled them on too.
"Julie, are you ready to go?" She shouted out her door, as she walked across the hall, to her sister's room. "Have you seen my car key?"
"No, how do you keep losing it?". Jenny shivered as she felt Julie's mouth vibrate. "We can take my bike."
Julie grabbed the key, and they both turned toward the door.