The Little Guy part 1: The Big Sister
by No Name
A little brother and cruel older sister.


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     Walter woke up from only having an hour's worth of sleep.  His 
sister kept hm up.  He's used to it though.  Dragging his feet he was in 
the kitchen.  Walter is really a little guy.  He was two inches away 
from five feet.  He weighed only 103 pounds.  He looked down to find out 
that his bowl of oatmeal is gone.  He was looking forward to breakfast 
too.  "Urrp."  Walter heard a burp come from the hallway.  His older 
sister Carmen came in patting her stomach.  Not even acknowledging him 
she sat on his chair, with him in it.  Crushing his lap and smothering 
him with her back.  Walter's muffled "Get off me Carmen."tickled her.  
She giggled at is helplessness.  She got up slowly, arching her back so 
that her firm, aerobic, cheerleader trained buttocks smacked him in his 
face.  She amazingly lifted him slightly out of his chair.  With her 
firm ass under his chin his sister was laughing hysterically.  She 
looked over her shoulder and said, "Pull my finger."  "No."Walter 
grunted" I know how your gas is."  "Pull my goddamn finger or I'll break 
your fucking arm."she ordered.  Walter pulled her finger against better 
his judgment.  The result is exactly what he thought.  Carmen ripped a 
good one and the tainted air reached his nostrils.  Carmen's sadistic 
laugh echoed the kitchen. She pushed her waist and Walter hit the floor.  
He reached at the kitchen counter to find balance but his aim was off 
and knocked over their mother's vase.  The crashed reached her room and 
she stormed down there. To see the sight of her darling golden child 
Carmen eating her breakfast and her clumsy, devil child, Walter with the 
broken vase at his feet.  "Walter how could you?"their mom Rosa said. 
"But mom, Carmen just.."and Walter was cut off by backhand.  His mother 
reached for anything she could find and started whacking him.  Using a 
wooden spoon she smacked Walter in his butt. Walter leaping about was a 
amusing scene for Carmen. Rosa grabbed Walter by his neck and shoved him 
between her legs to hold him still while she disciplined him.  She let 
him go and she gave him a warning about lying on Carmen again.    Walter 
was used to this by now so he didn't bother.  It was the first day of 
school and  he just started as a freshmen.    They got on the bus and at 
first sight you couldn't tell a relation between them.  Carmen at 6'2" 
180 pounds and well toned from her years as a cheerleader.  Then 
Walter's 4'9 and 103 pounds.  No need for more detail on him.  Snickers 
filled the entire bus.  Carmen got to a two seater with Walter following 
her.  She kicked him out the seat. Her friend was like ",why don't you 
sit next to me?"  He sat next to her with a smile thinking he made a 
friend.  His sister had to take advantage of the situation.  She sat 
next to her friend and smooshed her brother with their combined weight.  
Walter's smooshed face against the window was the highlight to the other 
bus passing by.  "Carmen why are you so mean?"  Her friend asked.  "He's 
my little brother, he'll do what I want."she responded.  "If I'm hungry, 
he'll fix the food.  If my feet are tired then he's my foot rest.  If I 
fart he will inhale it.  If I'm out of toilet paper he'll..."  "Thank 
you I don't need to hear the rest of the sentence."her friend 
interjected  "I'll prove it." Carmen said as she leaned to the side and 
grunted. Brummpp!!  "Ahhhh."she said in a sigh of relief.  Walter looked 
at her with a facial expression"Not now."  She cracked her knuckles and 
looked menacing at him.  Walter lowered his head near her ass and 
started sniffing then wrinkled his nose at the smell. "Smell like 
roses?" Carmen cruelly asked.  Both of them laughed at that sight. 
Walter just sat there smooshed and humiliated on his first day of 
school.  He got to school and looked around for some familiar face. He 
moved into the corner by himself. Going through the halls Walter found 
his locker.  A big burly guy came by and laughed at Walter's small 
stature.  "Hey Taco Bell!"he yelled referring to his Hispanic color.  
"Looks like that dog off of those Taco Bell commercial."He laughed.  
Carmen came in and pushed the guy.  The guy froze in his tracks and dead 
silent. Carmen's reputation for her fighting is too well known.  "Thanks 
Carmen." her brother said.  "Shut up twirp.  I'm not defending you. I'm 
defending my race. I'll deal with you later."she growled over her 
shoulder.  She raised her fists in the guy's as if she was a pro boxer.  
"Knuckle up, bitch!"She told him.  At first the guy didn't want no 
trouble.  But Carmen was too pissed off at his racist remarks.  She 
threw a left hook to his ribcage bruising a couple then followed by an 
overhand right which brought him to his knees.  Carmen grabbed his 
collar and shoved his head in the locker repeatedly.  With all her might 
she threw him whole body.  Followed by a couple of side kicks to the 
kidneys. She grabbed his neck in a chokehold and nearly strangled the 
poor guy.  When teachers pulled her off it was a struggle.  When her 
arms were off him she kicked her way at him and threw her calves around 
his throat.  The crowd was wild and the guy was humiliated.  Throughout 
the day Walter pretty much stayed in the shadows.  Getting home he see 
his sister waiting for him and she looks pissed.  "You little wimp!  I 
got into a fight and suspened on the first day because of you!"she 
scowlded.  "But you said..."  He was silenced by his throat being 
choked.  She had Walter eye to eye with her.  "I have a week and a half 
at home.  Your life will be hell during that time.  Am I understood 
little man?"Carmen said. Walter is used to this also.  His sister in 
order to mantain her social satatus, she must be cool, calm, and 
collective.  She basicly takes her stress or anger out on poor Walter.  
In less then five minutes she has called Walter to the living room.  
Walter shudders at the sight of Carmen using her thighmaster.  Many of 
times has he been unconcius in her thighs.  She has broken at least 
three of them a year. Walter wondered why she bothers with that thing.  
Her legs do enough damage.  "C'mere."she tells him.  Not moving quick 
enough she gets angry and grabs his shirt collar.  She looks at his 
fearful face.  She smiles.  The clicks on the television and 
prowrestleing is on.  She looks at the show as the wrestler performs a 
move.  Walter's fear is augmented by the daily routine of what will 
happen. "Powerbomb looks easy to do."she tells him.  He shoves him into 
her taut muscled legs.  She laughs at his helplessness.  He struggles 
vainly to escape.  "You squirm too much."she says laughing.  She grabs 
him by his waist, lift him in the air and powerbombs hin.  His back is 
aching.  She picks him up by his hair and puts him in a strong side 
headlock. She crushed him into her hip.  She uses her other hand and 
smooshes his face in her side, smothering him in her flesh.  "That 
tickles."  She says.  She follows it with a hip toss knocking Walter on 
his back.  She kicked Walter in his side.  "Got me suspened you jerk!!"  
She looked at the screen.  "I can do that." She told the quivering 
Walter.  She grabbed his skinniy legs and wrapped them around her leg.  
She moved aropund and copied the sharpshotter move.  Walter was banging 
the ground out of pain.  His back was being abused.  She twisted on his 
back.  She moved up and grabbed his chin.  Pulling up in a camal clutch 
Walter began to cry.  To add insult to injury she purposly bounce on his 
back.   She twisted him again and he was releved that the pain stopped.  
"Now for my signature move."she told him.  "No please."he begged.  
Walter said that out of reflex, he knew full wel that Carmen would do it 
regardless.  She leaped in the air and landed ass first on Walter.  
Sitting side saddled she grunted. *bruumpp!* She farted in his face. 
*Brrrraapptt!* Walter was in tears again.  "Stop it, that's worse than 
ever."  Waler protested. "Wait on that opinion. This one feels like a 
panty burner."  From the way Walter screamed it was.  He felt the hot 
steam burn his nose.  The the foul air gett tainted.  "I'll be right 
back.  I'm getting the chilli. "Carman told him as he got up.  Walter 
was coughing badly.  

To Be continued......