Twin Sister in Her Dorm (Patreon)

I wonder how this would be as a full book....

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My twin sister is all moved in to her dorm and is happy to start her new life! Meanwhile, my dorm is set up too across the country at another Ivy League School. This whole ordeal started last year when I was going through the admissions process. All my life, I had worked hard for that 4.0 GPA, participated in extra curricular activities, volunteered at organizations in town, studied my butt off for the SATS, and did everything I could to get into the universities of my dreams.  Meanwhile, my older brother was still living with us at our parents’ house despite having a degree in Physical Education. He was two years out of college and couldn’t find a job as a gym teacher anywhere which resulted in just working a part-time job at an athletic store in a strip mall in town. My parents were extremely disappointed in him since due to his lack of good grades in high school and only a mediocre athletic record, he didn’t get any scholarships and they had to take out a lot in student loans just to pay for state college. At home when not at work, he would just make a mess around the house and stay in his room playing some video game with friends online. Even in his mid-20s, there didn’t’t seem to be a future for him.  Unlike him, I was accepted to not one, but TWO Ivy League universities. Due to high merits and stellar letters of recommendations both include full ride scholarships! My hard work had finally paid off. The problem was that I was unsure of what I wanted to major in. Part of me wanted to do Nursing while although part of me figured Political Science to further go to law school may be the best path. Though I didn’t have to declare until Sophomore year I shouldn’t take any chances with this opportunity. Who is to say I couldn’t do both?  But in order to do both, that would require me being in two different places at the same time. It seemed impossible at first, but some of the transformation videos I watched on TikTok and YouTube convinced me that it would indeed by possible to transform my 200lb bearded older brother into my identical twin with a LOT of work.  The first step would be convincing our parents that this was the right thing to do. I asked them if they would rather have a twin of me rather than him and of course they said they didn’t want to answer that but then persuaded them to consider letting me try feminizing him to look like me in order to gain more success for our family. There was no rule about accepting two different scholarships to two different universities. How would the other know the difference unless they were creepy and stalked our social media pages.   The second would be convincing… or better yet forcing him to start the transition. He thought I was crazy of course even when I told him how much better life would be as a version of me. His masculinity showed as he said he never once thought about being a girl and sure as hell wasn’t going to want to live as his younger sister even though I was more successful than him. Holding strong on his position to keep living as a male, I mentioned how he could relive his college days again. This time, after studying, but the partying could come back.. Granted he may be in heels and dress this time around. It finally took my parents threatening to kick him out of the house unless he accepted transitioning to become my twin!  We only had a finite amount of time, so needed to get to work quickly. A strict diet was placed upon him to at least get him down to my weight. It would be impossible to change his height without some miracle of surgery, but considering he was only two inches taller than me a passable image couldn’t be far out of the picture. The family therapist, Dr. Lynn, recommended eliminating all masculine things from his life including video games, music with toxic masculinity lyrics, action movies, etc and replacing them with softer things for him to embrace a feminine life. AKA… things that I like!  He was soon put on special HRT medication that had part of my DNA in them so that over the next few months, would literally be my exact twin! Dr. Lynn recommended surgery immediately even though he didn’t think (or want) that it was needed. The new creation between his legs looked exactly like mine! Breast implants were included in the surgery package just in time for when summer began. I taught my sister everything she needed to know and although she was moving to the second school I was accepted to where literally no one would know her, it would be important for her to have the same personality traits as me just incase. SHE was promised the surgery was reversible but let’s just see how the next four years work out. The hardest part is for her to become as smart as I am and keep the great grades going so in case this needs to happen again for grad school, our plan can stay in motion!