Trading Up

Chapter 1
Chapter 1

"Trading Up"

by Dark Oni

Prologue

The jungle was thick with green, broken here and there by some large

hand cut stones. If one looked closely, a handful of tents could also be

made out nearby. Inside one of these tents had been a celebration.

Champagne bottles laid across the inside, mostly empty. Only two men

remained from the once large party.

"So," the first man asked, "How does it feel to discover a lost Incan

city?"

"Wonderful, of course. There certainly was a lot of gold, wasn’t there?"

the second man said, holding a gold ring up to his face. The ring seemed

to feel warm in his hand and he drew up enough confidence to speak his

mind.

"Wouldn’t it be great if we could keep some of it?"

The other man laughed heartily and said, "Of course it would, but most

of this will go to the government and the rest will be claimed by the

museum. It IS what we signed up for." Letting out a long sigh he

continued, "I need to sleep. See you in the morning."

As his friend left the tent, the second man continued to stare at the

ring. It seemed to have a power to it. The more he stared, the more he

wanted it. Glancing around the tent, he noticed the rag doll he’d bought

for his niece back in the United States. A plan formed. Her birthday was

less than a week away and if he sent the doll now, with the ring in it,

before the authorities had been notified of their find, then it should

make it through customs easily.

He smiled to himself as he removed his pocketknife. Within a couple of

weeks the ring, the glorious ring would be his.

Chapter 1

"Mommy! Jennifer’s picking on me again!" Susie whined in a loud voice

while running down the hall towards her mother.

Hugging her nine year old daughter’s head to her stomach, Mrs. Williams

sighed and looked at Jennifer. "Jen, why can’t you just leave her be?"

"Mommm, she was in my room again. I’ve told her to stay out."

Mrs. Williams shook her head and responded, "Look Jen, your father and I

are trusting you to look after your sisters for the weekend. We’d like

to enjoy our anniversary without worrying whether or not the house is a

war zone. At sixteen, we thought you’d be old enough to handle this."

Looking like she’d been stung Jennifer responded, "I’ll be fine. As long

as Susie listens to me that is."

Mrs. Williams looked down at her younger daughter and asked, "Honey, I

know how Jennifer can be sometimes but if she promises to be nice to you

will you promise to listen to her?"

Smiling up at her mother’s face, Susie replied, "Okay Mommy."

"Jennifer?" Mrs. Williams added.

"Yeah, sure, whatever." At her mother’s angry stare, she added, "All

right. I promise to be nice. Yeesh."

"Good," looking back down at Susie, she said, "See, everything’s going

to be fine. Jennifer is in charge while Mommy and Daddy enjoy their

trip. Jennifer IS older than you and does know better, though she

doesn’t always show it." The last comment elicited a giggle from Susie

and a snort from Jen.

Mrs. Williams turned her full attention to her older daughter and said,

"Now Jen, remember what I said. You can only have a few friends over

this weekend. No parties and no boys. Is that clear?"

"Crystal Mother," Jen replied while sighing. She’d apparently heard this

many times before.

"Good. Now do you remember where all the baby’s stuff is?" Jen nodded.

"All right, I have most of the specific instructions written on the

counter anyway, along with the emergency numbers. You’ll be okay I’m

sure."

"I’m sure. Trust me, Mom, I know what I’m doing. You and Dad enjoy

yourselves, okay?"

Mrs. Williams kissed Susie on the forehead and said, "Ohhhh, I love you

girls so much. At least try to get along all right."

"K’ Mommy."

"Sure Mom."

As their mother turned and walked down the stairs, little Susie turned

and stuck her tongue out at her older sister. Jennifer quickly returned

the favor.

Jennifer held her fifteen month old sister Amy in her arms as she and

Susie waved good-bye to their parents’ car. It had taken a lot longer

for her parents to leave than Jennifer would have liked but,

fortunately, it was still eleven in the morning and she had plenty of

time to spare.

"Here, take her," Jennifer said, handing Amy down to Susie. Susie was so

taken by surprise she stumbled a bit and struggled to hold on to the

baby. Following her sister into the house, she shouted, "Hey! You’re

supposed to take care of her."

"And I am. I’m giving her to you. Besides, Bobby’s going to be here in a

half-hour and I need to get ready."

Susie paused at the statement. "Whatcha talking about? Mommy said no

boys."

Jennifer turned and crossed her arms. "But ’Mommy’ isn’t here,

shortcake. I’m in charge and I’m going on a date. You’re staying and

watching Amy. You remember where the diapers are," she said the last

with a smirk.

"I hate changing diapers! They’re icky," Susie pouted.

"Hey, I had to change yours when I was younger than you so stop your

whining, you baby."

Susie angrily replied, "I’m not a baby! You’re such a meanie! You

promised Mommy you’d be nice to me!"

Jennifer stuck her tongue out again and said, "I lied." As she turned to

walk up the stairs, she called back, "Oh, and I’m expecting a couple of

friends over around four. If I’m not home by then, let them in."

Susie plopped Amy down in her playpen and shouted up the stairs, "But

Tracy and Mary are coming over at three."

"Then you’d better keep them out of our hair or somebody’s butt’s going

to be very red," Jennifer’s voice echoed from the second floor.

Susie was furious. "She doesn’t think of me at all. She’s so selfish. I

bet she wouldn’t act that way if she was the little sister," she thought

to herself.

Unfortunately, Jennifer WAS the big sister and Susie had little recourse

except to run upstairs to her bedroom and cry into her pillow.

After a couple of minutes of crying, Susie noticed a faint burning

smell. She quickly looked around her room, hoping there wasn’t a fire.

Mommy had told her what to do in case of a fire. What she noticed was a

thin line of smoke coming from the chest of the dolly she’d gotten for

her birthday earlier in the week. As she watched, a small circle of

black grew in the doll’s chest and then burned away. Inside the doll,

glowing red hot, was what looked like a ring.

After a few seconds, the ring changed to a brilliant yellow gold color.

Susie tentatively reached her hand forward and touched it. It felt cool

to her fingers. She felt something else too, a feeling more than

anything. A feeling of power. A feeling of assurance. A feeling that if

she walked into Jennifer’s room right now and said what she felt,

everything would be all right.

Susie quickly tried to put the ring on her finger but it was much too

big. Instead, she found a chain her mother had given her and looped it

through the ring, clasping the makeshift necklace around her neck. She

allowed the chain to slip under her pink T-shirt and walked to her

sister’s room.

Jennifer had just finished putting on her red lipstick, which matched

her red fingernails and toenails, and stood admiring herself in her

dresser mirror. She was wearing a white tank top that clung tightly to

her ample chest. Her breasts where full-fledged B-cups and quite perky

because of her age. As she pulled her long black hair up, she noted with

satisfaction how sexy she looked, especially in the tight blue jeans she

wore. The cuffs of the jeans stopped a couple of inches above her ankles

and she had yet to pick out any shoes or socks. Even without them, she

stood a perfect 5’6". As Jennifer began to tie her hair into a ponytail,

she noticed Susie enter the room. Her younger sister was about a foot

and a half shorter than her and wore her black hair in a short bobby

cut. She had on a pink T-shirt that hung just below the top of her red

shorts and had on a pair of pink socks.

"Hey munchkin, I told you to stay out! Don’t make me spank you,"

Jennifer said sternly.

Susie gathered up her strength and yelled back at her sister, "You don’t

scare me. You’re just a bully. You lied to Mommy and you shouldn’t be in

charge. I wish, I wish I was the older sister and you were the little

one!" The ring against Susie’s chest grew warm and she allowed herself

to be distracted as she stared down at it. She wasn’t sure but it seemed

as if the floor was getting farther away.

"Humph," Jennifer turned her back to Susie to look into her closet for an

appropriate pair of shoes. "Well, too bad, shortcake. I’m older than you

and I always will be. Now get out before you regret it." Jennifer

coughed as if clearing her throat.

Susie redirected her attention towards her sister when she noticed the

last part of the sentence had been spoken in a slightly higher voice

than the beginning. Susie was amazed by what she saw. Jennifer was still

taller than her but only by a head and was shrinking rapidly. The once

tight jeans were starting to hang on her and the cuffs, having already

reached the top of her feet, were beginning to pool against the floor.

Susie could feel herself growing as well. Her stomach had felt the first

crack of air and her shorts were beginning to get tight. Fortunately

they were the kind that stretched. Mommy had told her she would grow

into them. "I said get...out..." Jennifer paused as she realized her

voice had gotten higher. She could feel her jeans sliding off of her

waist and grabbed them with one hand. With her other hand, she felt her

stomach down to her ass and discovered to her horror that it no longer

curved as much. She looked at her chest and saw that her top was loose.

Her breasts were much smaller now and she felt one of the straps on her

tank top slip off her shoulder. She could swear she looked about

thirteen.

Frantically she turned back to Susie and saw that her sister, while

still a bit shorter than her, had grown substantially. Susie’s clothes

were tight on her and Jennifer could make out a small pair of breasts

growing under her sister’s stretching shirt. This as she felt her top

slip some more. Jennifer responded to her situation in the only logical

way. She screamed. Susie, who was also confused and nervous, reacted to

her sister’s scream by screaming herself. At first, Susie’s scream was

slightly higher, but as the seconds passed her voice became deeper and

more mature. Her sister’s scream, however, raised in pitch until it

sounded like any other little girl’s scream.

After about ten seconds of screaming, Susie suddenly stopped. "Why am I

screaming?" she asked aloud. She looked to where Jennifer stood and saw

a little girl screaming at the top of her lungs while holding up a

massively oversized tank top. She’d given up on her jeans and they had

fallen to the floor, piled around her feet. Her white lace panties were

now way too big for her but still managed to cling to her thin waist,

partially revealing her private area but not with the effect she’d

originally intended. Jennifer’s face was much rounder too and with her

hair in a ponytail she looked just like the little girl Susie had seen

in her parents’ photo albums. Jennifer was her age now.

Susie reflected on the last comment and realized that nine was no longer

’her age’. She was tall now. About as tall as Jennifer had been. She

could also feel how tight her clothes had become, especially her

panties, just before they suddenly ripped and released their hold on

her. She also noticed that the ring was no longer hanging against her

chest but in between two, things. Looking down, she saw how tight her

shirt was. The top had ripped a couple of inches down from the center

and the bottom of it was well above her bellybutton, revealing her firm

stomach. She noticed her breasts were almost as big as Mommy’s and her

erect nipples pushed right through the taunt material.

Curiously she poked one of nipples and noted that her breasts were as

bouncy as her mother’s. What surprised her was the sensation she felt.

It was unlike anything she’d felt before and pretty cool. She poked

herself some more, giggling each time. She stopped when she realized

Jennifer had stopped screaming.

Jennifer was now, for all intents and purposes, Susie’s little sister.

Susie stepped forward, noticing how differently her body moved. She

knelt before Jennifer and smiled into the little girl’s frightened face.

"Looks like I got my wish, Jenny," she said.

Little Jenny shook her head and said, "No. This can’t be happening."

"Oh, but it is, Sis," Susie giggled. "Look at you. You’re little, like I

was. And I’m big, like you used to be. Isn’t this great?"

"No. It is not great! I’m sixteen, damn it," Jennifer was desperately

trying to keep her composure.

"You sure don’t look it," Susie responded, poking her sister hard in the

chest. "You don’t have any boobies anymore. I do." Poke "And your big

girl clothes sure don’t fit you anymore." Poke "Guess that means I’m in

charge now, huh?"

Jenny was losing it. The situation was bad enough but her emotions were

getting the best of her. "Quit it!" she whined, trying unsuccessfully to

push Susie’s much stronger hands away. "I don’t wanna be little! I wanna

be big again!"

"Too bad," Susie said joyfully. Pulling on the collar of her tight

shirt, she added, "I can’t wear this anymore can I? I know, you’re stuff

will fit me."

She grabbed the jeans that were on the floor and pulled hard, sending

Jenny head over heels onto her little behind. This caused her to lose

her grip on her top which piled in her lap as her panties slid

completely off her butt. The pain, combined with the total exposure of

her now sexless body was too much for Jenny. She burst into tears and

started chanting, "I’m sixteen. I’m sixteen. I’m sixteen."

"Yeah, sure you are," Susie commented as she stripped off her skintight

shorts and the remains of her panties. "Wow! Is it always this hairy

down here?" Susie bent down and pulled the lace panties from Jenny’s

legs adding, "Guess you don’t have to worry about that anymore, huh?"

Jenny’s crying became louder.

Susie pulled the underwear and jeans over her now long legs and found

that while the jeans were snug, they were still comfortable. The cuffs

of the jeans came down to her ankles. Pulling off what was left of her

shirt caused her breasts to bounce. "Ohh, they jiggle!" she exclaimed

and proceeded to jump up and down, bouncing her breasts, the ring and

chain hopping with them. She quickly tired of that, however, and pulled

Jenny’s top over her shoulders, pulling it onto herself. The top was a

bit snug but otherwise fine.

She then took Jenny by the arm and pulled her up. Jenny was now

completely naked and barely came up to the breasts of her ’little’

sister. As Susie dragged her from the room, she managed to squeak,

"Wha-what are you doing?"

"Taking you to your room of course. Everything in here’s much too big

for you. I guess it’s my room now," Susie again giggled. "But first

we’re going to take that nasty makeup off."

Susie took her sister to the bathroom and ran the water. Using a

washcloth and soap, she proceeded to scrub Jenny’s face of all the

makeup she’d just put on for her date. Jenny tried to fight back but she

was so much weaker now than her sister was and Susie actually seemed to

be enjoying her sister’s struggles. "Hey now, hold still. I remember you

giving me a couple of baths when I was five or six and you weren’t

nearly this gentle."

As Jenny managed to push away from the sink a bit, Susie smacked her

sister hard on her bare little bottom. Jenny stiffened from the blow.

Not so much from the pain, though it WAS painful, but more from the

shock and humiliation. She finally had to acknowledge the fact that she

was now under the control of her ’little’ sister and there was nothing

she could do about it.

"I said hold still. If somebody doesn’t behave, somebody’s butt is going

to be very red," she said, mocking Jenny’s earlier statement. In a

whisper, she added, "And it’s not going to be mine."

"I’ll be good. Just be nice, all right."

"Now where have I heard that before?" Susie asked. In response to

Jenny’s worried expression, she added, "Don’t worry, little Jenny, I

wasn’t lying. And since I’m now the big sister, that means as long you

listen to me, I’ll be nice. ’Kay?"

"Okay," Jenny responded. Jenny realized that she’d better, at least

until she figured a way out of this mess.

When she finished with Jenny’s face, Susie said, "Ohhh, you look so much

better now. Little girls shouldn’t wear makeup anyway." Jenny was stung

by the comments. It was nothing compared to what was in store for her.

Susie took Jenny to her new room and picked out the cutest clothes she

could find. She wore a pink dress with white frills that flared out at

the waist and barely reached her knees. Susie giggled when she pulled

the dress over her sister’s head. Even she had never wanted to be caught

dead in it. Jenny could feel cool air against her legs as all she had on

under the dress was a pair of white panties. Susie took off her own

ruined pair of socks and put a pair of white one’s with frills over

Jenny’s little feet. She then found a pair of black flats and even a

pink bow for Jenny’s hair. When Susie saw the finished product she

gushed, "Oooo, you are just sooo cute. So, how do you like your new

room?" Jenny looked around at the pink room, stuffed animals and dolls

everywhere, and shuddered.

"It’s all right," she lied.

"Great," Susie looked over at her clock. "Wow. It’s almost 11:30

already. I better go downstairs and wait for Bobby."

"What? Bobby’s my date," Jenny said.

"Not anymore. I’m the big sister now and only I’m allowed on dates,"

Susie replied.

"But you hate boys. Bobby’s MY boyfriend. He’s so big and strong, just

like Daddy," Jenny halted herself when she caught what she’d said. What

she’d thought. "Daddy? Ewww. What’s wrong with me?" she thought. She

remembered sex but she couldn’t understand the significance of it

anymore. The feeling just wasn’t there.

Susie continued the conversation, oblivious to Jenny’s confusion, "Yeah,

that’s all that I ever thought about him, before now. But wow, do I ever

feel funny when I think about his shoulders, his chest, his..." Susie

started giggling hysterically and choked out, "Oh, now I get what Mommy

told me about sex."

Jenny was worried. "But-but, I don’t feel anything. It’ll be years

before I do. And even longer before I can..." her face screwed up,

"Waaahhh....I want my body back," Jenny said between fresh tears.

Just then the doorbell rang. "Well, if you ever want it back, you’d

better keep quiet." Susie made a zipping motion across her lips then

took off and ran down the stairs.

As Bobby waited at the door, he resolved that before the day was over he

would break up with Jennifer. She was pretty and all, but he had decided

that her personality was just too abrasive for his taste. The only

regret he had was that he didn’t have another girl to take her place.

When the door opened, Jennifer wasn’t there. Instead, there stood a

gorgeous girl with short black hair in a very revealing top, tight

jeans, and bare feet. Bobby composed himself and asked, "Uh hi, I’m

Bobby and I’m here for Jennifer. Who might you be?"

Susie noticed the way Bobby’s eyes were looking at her and it gave her a

funny feeling inside. "I’m uh, Sharon. I’m Jennifer’s cousin. Jennifer

and Susan decided to go with their parents so my little sister and I are

looking after Amy."

"She left and didn’t bother to call me?" Bobby asked angrily. "That’s so

typical of her."

"I know. She’s such a meanie," Susie added.

Bobby laughed. "Yeah, I suppose you could say that." After taking

another good look at Susie, he added, "Y’know, to make sure my trip

wasn’t a total waste, I’ll have to ask you if you’d like to go out."

Susie gushed, "Yes. I’m ready. My little sister can take care of the

baby. Let’s go."

Bobby was happy at the positive response but a bit taken aback. "Uh,

aren’t you forgetting something?" he asked, pointing at her feet.

"Oh yeah, I need shoes. Wait a sec." Susie ran back up the stairs.

Bobby stepped into the foyer and closed the door behind him. "Weird," he

thought, "Cute, but weird." That’s when he noticed the little girl a few

feet away, staring at him. Bobby liked kids and usually got along with

them. "So, you must be Sharon’s little sister. What’s your name? Mine’s

Bobby."

Jennifer was embarrassed to be seen by her boyfriend like this but took

solace that he didn’t recognize her. She almost told Bobby who she was

but thought better of it. By the time she’d be able to convince him,

Susie would be back, and there was no telling what she might do.

Jennifer definitely suspected her sister was behind the switch. Still,

she’d heard Bobby’s conversation with Susie and was angry with him. "My

name’s Gina. Why’re you going out with my sister? Isn’t Jennifer your

girlfriend?"

"Well, that doesn’t make Sharon my girlfriend. I’m just being nice."

Bobby paused, then continued in a conspiratorial tone, "Are you good at

keeping secrets? Would you like to hear one?"

"Sure," Jennifer said, not sure where this was going.

"Okay. One of the reasons I came here today was to break up with

Jennifer. So it seems your sister magically appeared at just the right

time," Bobby said, smiling.

Jennifer was in shock and her face showed it. It was all she could do to

keep from crying again. Shakily she asked, "Wh-why are you doing that?"

Bobby tried to phrase his thoughts in a way a little girl would

understand.

"Well, Jennifer’s not always the nicest girl around and sometimes that

really bothers me. Especially when she’s not nice to me. You

understand?"

Jennifer replied meekly, "Yeah. I understand."

Just then Susie came running down the stairs and looked worriedly at the

pair. "What’re you two talking about?"

"It’s a secret. Isn’t that right, sweetie?" Bobby said to Jennifer while

patting her on the shoulder.

"Yeah. A secret," Jennifer said with sad eyes.

Susie went from worried to happy in an instant. "All right then. We’ll

be back around three, Sis. Have fun till then."

"Are you sure she can handle a baby on her own?" Bobby asked, pointing a

thumb at Jennifer.

Susie giggled. "Oh, she’s taken care of more than one baby in her time.

She’ll be fine. Besides, Jennifer was planning to leave Susie with the

baby anyway."

Jennifer watched as her ex-boyfriend and ex-little sister waved good-bye

and shut the door behind them. Susie was going to have the day Jennifer

had planned for herself. Depressed didn’t even begin to describe the way

she felt. Then, adding to her problems, her little stomach growled.

She went into the kitchen and was horrified to see her chest barely came

over the counter. She had to stretch to reach a glass and then had to

climb on the counter to get a bowl from the cabinet. After dropping down

to the floor, she placed the glass and bowl on the table and got some

milk. To her dismay, she spilled quite a bit of the milk while pouring

it. As she cleaned the mess, she thought about what she was going to

eat. Being a child now, she immediately thought of ice cream.

"Why not?" she asked herself while looking down at her flat, straight

body. "It’s not as though I have a figure to protect anymore." Giggling,

she opened the freezer, only to see the ice cream at the top, just out

of her reach.

"That’s right," she sighed. "Mommy and Daddy don’t like Susie getting

her hands on sweets." She stopped herself again and added, "I mean ’Mom

and Dad’. I’ve really got to be careful. If I don’t watch myself, I

start thinking like a little girl."

A few minutes and a stepstool later, Jennifer was on the couch, happily

eating her vanilla ice cream (with chocolate syrup, of course) dangling

her shoeless feet and watching Saturday morning cartoons. As much as she

hated to admit it, Jennifer was actually starting to have fun in her new

state. Unfortunately for her, that’s when Amy started to cry.

"Really cute," Bobby thought, "But really weird." He had taken Susie to

the movie theater, expecting her to want to see a traditional chick

flick. Instead, she insisted on seeing the latest animated release,

saying she’d already seen it four times and wanted to break her record.

When he’d gotten in line for popcorn, she’d asked him to get a bunch of

different kinds of candy. She explained that suddenly she felt as if she

could eat a horse. He’d jokingly told her that she would spoil her

appetite and she’d actually started pouting, "Oh please, Bobby, please.

At least get me the Twizzlers." When he agreed, she actually bounced up

and down in celebration. As did her breasts of course. When he gave her

the candy, she looked at him mischievously and said, "Race ya." She then

ran to the movie. Bobby realized that despite himself, he was really

getting turned on by this. In the darkened theater, Bobby decided to

take a chance, even though it was the first date. About halfway through

the movie, he reached his arm over and placed it on Susie’s shoulder.

When Susie felt the shoulder, a jolt rushed through her. Bobby had

touched her. Due to inexperience, however, Susie was so surprised at

everything she actually squealed. Fortunately the movie was at a high

point and nobody noticed, except Bobby.

Pulling his arm back Bobby mumbled, "Sorry, I shouldn’t have."

Having composed herself, Susie whispered back, "No, it’s my fault. You

just took me by surprise. You can do anything you want with me."

Bobby was shocked. Here he was on the first date with a beautiful girl

and she’d just given him the green light for ’anything?’

Susie was thinking a bit differently. "Cool. Maybe now I’ll finally get

my first kiss."

Bobby of course, being a teenage boy, didn’t need a second invitation.

He reached his arm back over and put his hand on the back of Susie’s

head, pulling it closer to his. When they first kissed, her lips were

tight. Thinking it was a game, he gently pried them open with his other

hand and stuck his tongue down in.

Susie couldn’t believe what Bobby was doing. It was disgusting and for

an instant, she wanted to gag. She forgot that when she felt his hand on

her breast, rubbing it and making her feel...wonderful. "He’s much

better at this than I was," she thought. Susie brought her own hand up

to his and copied the motions. That’s when Bobby’s hand moved down and

snuck under her jeans to cover the front of her lace panties. He started

to rub there too. Before Susie knew it, her back was arched and she was

moaning softly into Bobby’s mouth. Her hips were gyrating on their own,

matching the motions of Bobby’s hand.

Bobby couldn’t believe how easy this had been. Sharon was definitely a

virgin. He wondered if she had even been kissed before. He alternated

the speed of his hand, hoping to slow Sharon down so he could enjoy this

more. Even so, she climaxed far sooner than Jennifer or Stacy would

have. He felt Sharon’s back arch to its highest point then stiffen as

Sharon’s squeal was muffled by Bobby’s kiss. As her back straightened

out, he could feel Sharon shuddering as waves of pleasure rippled

through her.

When Bobby released her from his grip, Susie sunk limply into her chair,

enjoying the after effects of her first orgasm. Fortunately, there were

few people in the theater and nobody seemed to have noticed them. Susie

wouldn’t have cared if they did. "WOW!" she thought, "So this is what

it’s like to be an adult." Noticing her panties felt different, she

reached a hand down the front of her jeans and felt them. "Oh my

goodness," she whispered, "I’m wet!"

Bobby was amazed. She hadn’t even masturbated before. He was really

turned on now. Suddenly, Sharon turned towards him and amazed him even

more. "Oh Bobby, do it again! Please?" she whispered. Bobby smiled and

wondered who it was up there that liked him.

As Jenny put her hand down the front of Amy’s diaper, she wondered who

up there hated her. Sure enough, Amy was wet. Jenny lugged her sister

out of the playpen, cursing how much heavier the baby had become. As she

placed the baby on the changing table, she was at least thankful that it

was only pee this time.

Amy contentedly sucked her thumb as Jenny changed her. Jenny was

thankful she’d changed herself out of those stupid clothes after Susie

had left. She’d had to keep the panties but otherwise now wore a white

T-shirt, a pair of loose fitting jeans and new socks. The bow she’d

thrown in Susie’s trash basket.

She was glad she’d gone into Susie’s room because she’d seen the doll

with the hollowed out chest. It was the doll that uncle Mike had sent

Susie for her birthday. It hadn’t taken much reasoning to figure out

that whatever had caused the switch had been in the doll. That’s when

Jenny remembered the ring that had been bouncing on Susie’s breasts.

Jenny smiled. All she had to do was get her hands on that ring and then

Susie would see how much she liked magic.

End of Part One.

Copyright Dark Oni. May 1998.

Edited by "Tuxedo" Will

 

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