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Trading Up pt. 1
by Dark Oni
Contact the author at darkoni@aol.com
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Prologue The jungle was thick with green, broken here and there by some large handcut stones. If one looked closely, a handful of tents could also be made out nearby. Inside one of these tents had been a celebration. Champange 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 warzone. 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, "Alright. 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 alway's 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. "Alright, I have most of the specific instructions written on the counter anyway, along with the emergancy numbers. You'll be okay I'm sure."
"I'm sure. Trust me mom, I know what I'm doing. You and dad enjoy yourselve's okay?"
Mrs. Williams kissed Susie on the forehead and said, "Ohhhh, I love you girls so much. At least try to get along alright."
"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 goodbye to their parent's 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. Beside's, 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 your's 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 tentively 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 alright.
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 tanktop that clung tightly to her ample chest. Her breast's 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.
"Hmph.", Jennifer turned her back to Susie too 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 substancially. 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 tanktop. 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 parent's 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 inbetween two, things. Looking down she saw how tight her shirt was. The top had ripped a couple of inches down from the center and 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 breast's 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 dammit.", Jennifer was desperately trying to keep her composure.
"You sure don't lookit.", 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 skin tight 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 and Susie actually seemed to be enjoying her sister's struggles. "Hey now, hold still. I remember you giving me a couple of bath's 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, alright."
"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 girl's shouldn't wear makup 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 again 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 alright.", 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 hyserically 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 ringed. "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 forgeting 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 definately 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. "Alright 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 goodbye 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 seeing the lastest 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 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 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 girating on their own, matching the motions of Bobby's hand.
Bobby couldn't believe how easy this had been. Sharon was definately 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 it's 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.
to be continued...
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