Anna Smith and her twin brother John had just turned 13 when both her parents went to the Amazon on a research mission for 6 months. Their parents were lead researchers. They worked long hours before the mission, so the children were accustomed to being alone much of the time when they were not at their school. The youngsters knew how to have groceries delivered, had debit cards and could transfer funds around various accounts.

To avoid interference from Children Services and various other government agencies, there were numerous unrecorded accounts and a huge amount of cash in secret safes at home and elsewhere.

Though they were twins, John grew bigger and taller than her, owing to his set of modified XY chromosomes. Their parents had modified the genes just to see if they could. John now felt that he had the right to be the leader of the two, and after some sharp disagreements, Anna let him do it. He had become an absolute edge lord.

He did his own laundry and the outside work. Anna did the cooking and cleaning and her own laundry.
Anna was just starting to get hip and her breasts were cute A cups. The twins had their own rooms, so Anna did not hear John’s activities at night. He was searching for data in their parents’ files to see if he could cause Anna to have outrageous hips and boobs, but with tiny waist. He also wanted her to become a dimwit.

At Breakfast in the morning, John told Anna that he would be supervising her clothing choices from now on.
In the packages that came for Anna were sheer crop tops, and sexy miniskirts both in various colors. He informed her that her shoes were now towering platform heels.

John secretly made a generous donation to the school on the condition that the twins were exempted from clothing standards and other prying.

John wore his normal male clothing, but Anna’s clothes were laid out each morning before going to school. This morning Anna was forced to wear a sheer white crop top above a black miniskirt. He gave her little silicon nipple covers and no bra. Her heels kept her at a near hobble. She felt the sedating effects of the tea he was giving her, so she stealthily put it down the drain though Anna pretended to be more and more bimbo like.

Their parents were due back in a few weeks, so the edge lord needed to decide how to handle them. Perhaps he would bamboozle them also?

In the meantime, Anna had seen him seeding their parents towels and wash cloths with a chemical that would genetically dim them down. While he was going on an errand, Anna stealthily switched their parents’ linen for his. John, the edge lord, was not as bright as he thought.

No man can escape a woman’s scorn.