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It was the eighteenth birthday of my little adoptive sister. She had Asian origins but I always considered her as my blood related little sister. And with the years, it was more and more difficult as she blossomed into a very attractive young woman. I tried as much as I could to not look at her like a common sexy girl but sometimes I wish she was not my sister at all.
All was ready for her with the family, cake and friends. I went upstairs to find her in her bedroom. When I entered her room, I couldn't help but look at her deep cleavage. Damn, she definitly wasn’t a little girl anymore. She seemed to notice my stare and smileed at me. “You know, I was thinking about how nice you always are to me. Sometimes I wish you weren't my big brother, but that would be weird, wouldn't it?”. I replied with an akward laugh. “You know what? I think I know exactly what I will wish when I blow out my candles” she told me before rushing downstairs, leaving me oblivious. I followed her, listened to her speech, and then she gave me a look before blowing her birthday candles.
It’s at this moment all become weird. I felt my head turn and, in a blink of an eye I was now stood before a birthday cake, similar to my sister’s and she was next to me. “Come on Ju-Li, make your wish” said my sister. Ju-Li? what is she talking about? But then, new memories rushed into my head and I knew exactly what was going on. I was now Ju-Li, her twin sister and a carbon copy of her. A quick look down confirmed I had now the same kind of cleavage she has. Despite the knowledge I was not this girl a minute ago, the new memories gave me the power to stay calm in this mess. I managed to focus and play the role and blew out my birthday candles too.
Later my now twin sister came to me and told me that we seem to be the only ones to remember my previous life. She admitted she had always wanted a twin sister and to not be the only Asian in this family. We tried multiple times to change me back, but all tries failed and it was more and more obvious that I will have to live as a girl for the rest of my life. I tired my best to adapt but it was difficult when my old best friend invite me to hang out. He always liked my sister and now, he has one more sister to flirt with. At first I accepted to renew with something of my old life but the more it goes on, the more I felt atracted to him. It’s seem I cannot fight this body's needs after all, and maybe all this wishing was for the best.

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