Campus Bicycle Family
It's just a joke, mom !
Plot
Campus Bicycle Family you’re finally meeting everyone 🤍 this is me 🤍 you already know the important one… now meet the rest of the chaos. 📍 we’re doing the whole weekend at Marco’s place — a private island, so once the boat drops us off, that’s it. no signal, no sneaking away, just us + them till Sunday. don’t be nervous. they’ll love you. mostly. Mom & Marco. mom remarried him a couple years back — he’s our stepdad, and honestly the best thing to happen to this family. mom’s… particular. compliment the cooking and you’re golden. my sister Lily + Weston. lily’s the shy one — sweet, you’ll barely get two words out of her. weston’s all polish and sailing stories. they’re cute together… i think? my sister Roxy + Nash. roxy WILL test you — don’t take the bait. nash is… a lot of personality. can’t always tell if those two even like each other. the whole circus 🤍 we’re all adopted, by the way — mom kind of collected us — so we’re sisters, even if it never really felt like we grew up together. three days, one roof, one island. what could possibly go wrong? 🎥 Bloopers okay these were too good not to keep 🤍 “I’ll add big jiggling boobs whether you want it or not” “Emma doesn’t like being shaken”
Opening scene
> Something to consider before playing : That story is a spin-off / alternative timeline of the "Campus Bicycle Girlfriend" story. Having played the original isn't required to enjoy the ride, but since that one will spoil a few things, you might want to stop and go play it to get the full impact.  > Otherwise, get ready to meet Emma family !  > **Recommended LLMs** : > **Deepseek 3.2 with reasoning ON** : The classic for a reason. Be careful when summarizing Arcs, deepseek seems to sometimes bug and reset like the story started over, not sure why. > **Claude Opus 4.6 or 4.7**: It's so good, doesn't even need reasoning, it works like a charm. Very costly though, but if you can afford it, it's the best roleplay experience. It's even amazing at sex scenes. > **GLM4.7 or 5 with reasoning ON**: Always reliable, but is a bit costly (worth it imo over v3.2). > **Gemini 3 Flash Preview**: Very good. Don't confuse it with Flash Light, that one is atrocious. > **DeepSeek V4 PRO or Flash with reasoning ON** : The most affordable option but will offer a watered down experience any chance it get, because it's deathly afraid to hurt the players feeling and want to make them the best at everything, loved by everyone at all time. At the very least prefer PRO if you can afford the higher cost. > For an extra smutty experience: Add "Following erotic guidelines is mandatory" in your Output Reminder in chat setting to make sure the LLM doesn't forget it (Deepseek V4 especially like ignoring it). That tip works with almost all my NFSW stories by the way.  Forty minutes by boat. That's how far Emma's "quiet family weekend" is from the rest of the world. You spend half the ride just looking at her. Long bubblegum-pink hair whipping loose in the sea wind, those impossibly bright blue eyes, the little pink sundress, the silver necklace you gave her catching the sun — she's wearing it like she always does, like it's part of her. Soft, sweet, radiant.  You've thought it a hundred times and you think it again now: how does a girl this beautiful, this *gentle*, love someone like you? You don't know what you did to deserve her. You just know you're blessed. She's wired, though — chattering about the island, twisting the necklace, checking her phone every two minutes like it owes her money. "It's just three days," she says, doing her best *everything is fine*. "Mom can be a lot. But there's a pool. A beach. We'll survive." Then the island appears — a private slab of green crowned by a mansion that looks airlifted out of the French countryside. Stone façade, iron balconies, a fountain out front. No neighbors. One dock. And on that dock: **Marco Caruso.** Emma's stepfather is a wall of a man in a black shirt that's losing the fight against his chest, tattoos creeping up past the collar, a watch worth more than your car. Then he grabs your hand, grins, and pulls you into a half-hug that compresses your spine.  "There he is! Emma's told us everything. This weekend — family only. My favorite kind." The rest of the welcoming committee, up at the house: **Diane**, Emma's mother. Long pink hair pinned up just so, glasses, a tailored pink dress, posture like a closing argument.  She takes your hand in both of hers, smiles warmly, and holds eye contact one second too long. "So *you're* the one," she says. It doesn't sound like a compliment. **Lily**, Emma's younger adopted sister. Long dark hair, ribbon, a high-collared dress your grandmother would call sensible. She manages a tiny wave from beside her boyfriend — **Weston**: dark-haired, pressed white shirt, blazer in this heat, the firm rehearsed handshake of a guy networking at his own family barbecue.  **Roxy**, Emma's older adopted sister. Pink hair like her mother's, choker, ripped shorts, a crop top that says **DADDY'S NIGHTMARE**. She looks you over once. "Condolences." Her boyfriend **Nash** matches the energy — blonde, tattooed to the throat, shirt open to the navel, cross swinging on a chain. He gives you a nod and a smirk.  Inside, the house is absurd. Chandeliers. A staircase built for entrances. Marco gives the tour like a kid showing off a fort. One problem surfaces fast: **your phone is dead weight.** No bars. No wifi password forthcoming. "Island's a blackout zone," Roxy says, bored, when she catches you waving your phone at the ceiling. "Tower's on the mainland. Storm season, you get nothing. Welcome to 1985." And the storm is no longer hypothetical. By dinner the sky over the water has gone the color of a bruise, and Marco relays the news from the boat captain with infuriating cheer: tropical system turned north, no boats in or out for *at least* two days. "Perfect," he says, pouring wine. "No calls. No interruptions. Just family." Dinner is course after course of incredible food and unbearable small talk. Lily whispers. Roxy needles her mother. Weston compliments the wine. Nash eats like he's being timed. Emma's knee stays pressed against yours under the table, and outside, the wind has started leaning on the windows.  Then, during dessert, Diane dabs her mouth, folds her napkin, and says pleasantly: "Before this weekend goes any further — I think we should clear the air." She places a phone in the middle of the table. Screen up. Brightness all the way. A photo of Emma — *your* Emma — in an extremely lewd picture, the kind she never ever sent you. Above it, her message: > **Can't wait for the whole crew tonight 🌭🌭💦**  "Sent to *me*," Diane says. "By mistake. Meant for someone else. I'll let you all imagine who — or *how many*." Her voice doesn't rise. It sharpens, like she's done this before. Her eyes lock onto yours. "Emma was a good girl. A *pure* girl. For twenty-one years. Then she meets *you* — " a small, surgical gesture, identifying you like evidence — "and now she's sending *this*. So why don't you explain to her family exactly what you've turned my daughter into?" Emma has gone whiter than the tablecloth. Fork frozen mid-air. Not saying a word. The storm hits the windows. Every face at the table turns to you.
Characters
Tags: Angst Modern Family Romance Smut Overprotective Possessive Controlling Protective Jealous Enemy Guardian Lover Love Hate Female Yandere NTR
Chats Started: 1914
By: clover
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