My Sister Naomi by Stewy The hardest part of finding out my girlfriend Melissa was cheating on me was finding out that she cheated on me with my two best friends. When I stopped hanging out with those two bastards, I quickly found all of my other friends ditching me for them. So what happened to my social life? It crumbled into nothingness. This whole thing caused the high of being on top of the food chain in my clique to vanish when I found out I didn't have one good friend to my name. I spent more time working in the comic book store than usual, which pleased my boss, but he defenitely noticed I was feeling down. It had been 3 or 4 days since I had seen any of my old friends and I started calling and visiting my older sister more than I usually did. I always got along with my sister Naomi, even though I hated it when she got really bossy. Naomi may have gotten the brains of the family, but I had defenitely inherited the height genes. I was a full 6 feet tall and Naomi stood at 5'4". One of my favorite parts of being on good terms with her was that all of her friends were really attractive. Some of them I hadn't seen in a few months and it was nice being around some pretty girls again. As I compared Naomi's friends to the ratty alternative girls that I had been hanging out with on a daily basis, I began to debate why I hadn't taken advantage of my sister more often. Friday rolled around and I was working at the store while my sister browsed through a few comics. ______________________________________________________________________________ _______________________________________________________ "You're coming with us to McGavin's tonight Mark. I know you don't have anything to do and we need a guy incase some creeps don't leave us alone like the last time." bossed Naomi as she flipped through the latest copy of "Monkey Chicks from Avalon" while she chewed a stick of gum. "Alright, what time?" I asked while I gave an old man with a fisherman's hat his change. "We'll leave around ten or so, so show up at nine or nine thirty." she told me as she continued to flip through the comic book, chewing loudly at her minty gum. "Oh yeah, it takes like half an hour to get out there." my mind reminded itself as I closed the register with a clang. The bell on the door jingled as the old man opened and closed it, exiting the store with his brown paper bag of purchased comics in hand. The store was now empty with me and Naomi in it. "You know, my friend Yuki's gotta BIG crush on you." she informed me while casually chewing her gum and reading her comic. "Yuki?" I repeated, not remembering who that was. My sister rolled her eyes and shook her head, as if I should know who she was talking about. "Duh Mark, how many asian girls do I hang out with?" she asked snottely. "Oh, that tiny japanese girl. Right." I said calmly, recalling my mental image of the shy and quiet 4 and a half foot tall mini woman I saw at my sister's party a month ago. I recalled when I first met her thinking she was 14 years old, with her cute little face and her miniature sized body, but I think she was actually around my sister's age. "Come to think of it, My sister's 24th birthday was next friday" I reminded myself for future reference. "She never stops talking about how hot she thinks you are." she said with a light chuckle as if it were a joke that a woman would find me attractive. Naomi set down her comic book and picked up an old issue of "Stegasauras Parasites From Outer Space" and began paging through it. With my sister telling me about her short asian friend, I considered the option of hooking up with her, but my mind deterred to my desire for taller women. My thoughts drifted to my tall ex-girlfriend at first, but then they shifted to my true passion for the to the secret stash of comic books I had collected and saved throughout the years. I kept my comics underneath the issues of "Dark Plumbers from Hell" that never sold a single copy. I never told anyone about them, but they were all comics featuring enormous sexy women. Among my favorites were "Panther Woman and Mouse Man," "Harry and the Sizematron," "Stupendous Girl," and "Clair the Giant Nurse." When nobody was in the store, I would take out some of the issues and pan through them, pretending to be Clair's tiny patient as she nursed him back to health, or Stupendous Girl's worthless sidekick Ferret Boy whom she would get angry with whenever she caught him staring at her body after growing to 30 feet tall. "Hello? Are you even listening? Or do you just not care?" Naomi asked, waving a hand in front of me as she blew a bubble that popped with a loud *snap*. "Oh," I said, snapping out of my dreamy haze of fantasy, "Doesn't she like, work for the circus or something?" I asked, not remembering what her deal was. Naomi sighed again before speaking, "She's a gymnest Mark, I thought guys were supposed to be into that." "I donno. I just broke up with..." I began as I was abruptly interupted. "oh GET over it numbnuts. Melissa was a bitch." she said plainly. "Yeah... you're right, but that doesn't mean you can start auctioning me off to your friends." I retorted. "WHATever. I was just trying to give you a heads up." she scoffed, dropping her comic book and walking out of the store. Things were always like this between me and Naomi. ______________________________________________________________________________ ___________________________ I rolled up to Naomi's place a little after 9:30. Just a few months after I got my new apartment, our mom had died and she inherited our old house. I really liked what she had done with it and I walked in like I owned the place, tossing my keys in the "I'm getting drunk tonight" tray. "I'm here!" I declared as I heard many girly voices coercing upstairs. "We're up here Mark, we'll be down in a minute." voiced Naomi from the upstairs banister. I took a seat in the red and white striped couch by the door and stretched out with my hands behind my head, feeling slick in my black outfit and my shiney shoes. I knew I looked good. The femenine voices drew nearer as I heard the loud clogging footsteps of high heels going down steps. I didn't bother moving, I was far too comfortable. The women came around the corner and my eyes were happy. They were all done up in make up and fine ass clothes. I instantly recognized Amber, the blonde big breasted ditz, wearing a gold short and tight slutty dress. She was seriously hot, but I sighed and smiled thinking of the pathetic brainpower she was packing in that empty skull of hers that would give Jessica Simpson a run for her money. "Ohh, Hi Mark." said Amber, straightening out her slut suit. "Hey Amber." I responded, not bothering to move. Veronica came around the corner behind Amber and put a smile on my face. At 5'11" Veronica was a really tall thin girl with long black straight hair and pale white skin. She had on a white dress that looked really becoming on her, but was classy and nowhere near slut territory ala Amber, whose oversized boobies were threatening to pop out of her dress. I was hoping to hear tearing noises so I could see Amber in her underwear and I could laugh and oggle her charms. "Hi Mark." said Veronica sweetly. "Hello Veronica." I responded slyly, defenitely appreciating the female form before me, who was just about as tall as me. Hardly seeing her enter the room, a short athletic Japanese girl appeared from behind Veronica and stood next to her, or should I say underneath her? The top of her head came up to the other women's breasts. Her face was much cuter than I had remembered it and her hair was cut into a really cool looking japanese style with some tendrils of black hair streaking into her face, complimenting her facial features. She wore some kind of interesting blue top you wouldn't really find in the states. I noticed right away that she was as flat as a board, but her legs were fantastic. She wore an extremely small pair of white khaki shorts that were glued tightly to her petite form, showing off a pair of creamy muscular thighs. "I don't remember her having legs like that," I thought, "She's really muscular for such a little girl." "Hi Yuki." I said to her sweetly. Yuki didn't respond, she just smiled back warmly at me with her painted lips. "Mark, you're driving right?" said another familiar voice as it approached behind the women. Nicole entered the room wearing a pair of tight black hotpants, and a red spaghetti strap top that accntuated her glorious chest. With her long wavy firey red hair, Nicole had a way of standing out. She also had the biggest rack out of all of them, including Amber. She was one of those women whose breasts were so fantastic it was only fair that she had a boney ass. Why she wore those tight pants I didn't know, they certainly didn't accentuate her less than fantastic backside. I braced myself for her short, but impressive form to enter so that I didn't stare at her exposed cleavage. "Uhhh no. I think I've got some drinking to do tonight." I said simply. "Nicole, you're the designated driver." said Naomi's voice from behind, causing Nicole to scoff. All the women were filed into the area around the doorway now. My sister was dressed in a pair of black pants like Amber's and a blue tube top. All the women were dressed to kill. Me and my sister sometimes had sort of an unspoken communication, I didn't need to say hi to her. She acknowledged my presence and barked her orders to the rest of the girls. "Ok, everyone out. We're taking Nicole's car." she commanded. "Which one is that?" asked Amber in her airy voice. "The only one outside Amber. Just open the door." sighed Naomi. "Oh." she replied as you could almost see the lightbulb turning on above her head as she reached and turned the doorknob, following orders brainlessly. Everyone shook their heads as she opened the door. The women began walking past me as I sat on the couch, filing out through the doorway. I stared unabashedly at their bodies wrapped in all their hot outfits as the odor of all kinds of different perfumes assaulted my nostrils. Amber passed by and I glared at her sexy, but somewhat flabby ass wrapped in her shiney gold dress. Veronica passed by and I drank in those legs that stretched on for days, topped with her slender and long rear end. When Yuki passed by, I was shocked when I looked her over. I didn't remember her having such a perfect butt. The round swells of her cheeks stretched her khaki shorts so tautly, it looked as though you couldn't slip a quarter into her back pocket. Her cute little muscular butt matched her petite form perfectly, beckoning me to stare at it as her shorts only extended 1 or 2 inches below the swells of her bottem. I squinted in semi disbelief as I gawked at it, scratching my head. I didn't waste time looking at Nicole's boney ass as she strutted by with those huge knockers wobbling gently above. My sister walked up past me and winked at me playfully. I knew she saw me staring, but I didn't really care. I stood up and followed my sister out of the house and she waited by the door and let me pass her so that she could lock up. I descended down the steps past Yuki and Veronica who were waiting for Naomi to finish locking the door. The Amber was on the other side of the car and waited for Nicole to get in and unlock it. The care was an old 4 door dodge neon that wasn't much to look at. I put my hand under the door handle of the rear left doorway and waited to hear the power lock click. "Shotgun!" yelled my sister from up by the steps where she descended next to Yuki and Veronica *Klunk* the lock on the door slid down and me and Amber simultaneously opened our doors and slipped into the car. I was suprised at the leg room I had and was thankful that Nicole wasn't very tall. The rest of the girls approached the car from Amber's side and began filing in. Yuki slid across Amber's lap into the middle of the backseat next to me. Naomi opened the door and sat down in the front seat and glanced over at Nicole and then back at me. I realized the car was full and looked to the right across the full backseat to see Veronica's wonderful legs in the doorway of the car, curious how she was going to fit. "Sit in Mark's lap Yuki, there's no room." commanded my sister, looking at me with a sly grin. I returned her mischivous smile with a slight lift of my head and a squinting left side of my face that said "very funny." Without hesitation, Yuki's small form slid into my lap, her cute little behind filled my crotch and pressed slowly down into it as I felt the weight of those creamy soft white legs settle down on top of my own. This unexpected situation caught me off guard. As if this wasn't bad enough, Yuki reached over and grabbed the seatbelt, extending it across the pale white skin of her upper thighs and buckling it in, effectively pinning her petite body even tighter against me. I held back a quiet groan as she adjusted in the seat and lay her upperbody back against mine like I was the backseat cushion of the car. I was forced to smell the sweet aroma of her soft short black hair as it lingered under my chin. She smelled like fresh lylac. The entire car was absolutely pungent with femenine fragrances. To make room for Veronica, Amber slid up next to me and pressed gently into my side. Veronica's tall legs spidered into the backseat of the car as she sat down and shut the door. Nicole stepped on the gas and we were off. I found myself combating my arousal with Yuki's firm, but soft athletic body resting in my lap. I managed to control myself for the first couple minutes, but then my mind reminded me that the drive was around 25 minutes long. Was I really going to have to last that long? "Arrghh." my mind exclaimed both in pleasure and frustration. Despite the fact that I preferred taller women, I couldn't deny that Yuki's body felt fantastic. My mind strayed to the images of her swaying taut butt underneath those short shorts that now rested against my crotch. Instantly I snapped out of it and forced myself to think of pink elephants and cheesy kung fu movies. "Mark, do you think this dress is too small?" asked Amber's ditzy voice as she adjusted her breasts under her dress with her palms, causing them to jiggle vibrantly. "Yes." I replied inpatiently, turning my head away from her. This made Yuki and Veronica chuckle as Amber continued to analyze her outfit with a blank stare. Naomi turned back and looked at me with a humored smile. "You have off this tuesday right Mark?" she asked. I was slightly weary to answer my sister, but I nodded my head. "Wow, what a great coincidence. Yuki's been looking for a ride to her big regional meet all week and we all either have to work or go to class. So you can take her." she insisted, once again gracing me with her bossy nature. My insides swelled up with annoyance. My sister practically offered my day off like it was her property. I felt Yuki's round bubble butt grind softly into my lap as her body twisted to look up at me with stars in her eyes. She beamed with the most hopeful gaze. She obviously really wanted to go to whatever this thing was. After being setup like this, there was no way out of it. Saying no to this girl would put a dark cloud over the whole night. "Uh... Sure. No problem... I guess." I said, sounding unconvincing to myself, but nobody else seemed to notice. Yuki's face of hope turned into a huge smile of unexpected suprise. She still didn't say anything, but her body began bouncing lightly against me with joy, stirring the arousal in my pants. "Ok. No biggie." I said gently, attempting to calm her down so she would stop stirring in my lap. Yuki's tiny arms squeezed my body into a gentle hug as her neck craned up and gave me a peck on the upper part of my neck below my jaw, drawing back with a huge warm smile under those painted shiney red lips. I was quickly hoping this girl would go back to sitting still as I felt the begining sensations of a stiffening erection. I smiled back down at her in response. Yuki held her joyous smile that looked up at me for an uncomfortably long moment before turning back around, grinding her smooth muscular butt gently against my thighs and stiffening penis once again. No willpower of mine could seem to stop the effect that her body was having on me as I felt myself stiffen into a semi erection that ran along my thigh. I wasn't sure if Yuki could feel it or not. Naomi was still looking back at me, wearing that same mischivous smile before she turned back to face the front, starting to small talk with Nicole about the creeps that hounded them the last time they went to McGavins. Amber's ditzy antics began to pester Veronica as she kept asking her about how she looked. Yuki and I just sat in peace and quiet as the minutes passed by. I felt like an absolute champ when we finally arrived at McGavins and I had managed to keep myself from stabbing that poor little girl with a big hard-on. It was great being the only guy in this ensamble of hotties. The line to get into McGavins was wrapped all the way around the corner. I couldn't believe how busy this place had gotten in the past couple months. I strutted with the ladies as Naomi walked ahead of us and went right up to the bouncer and began speaking with him. She pointed to all of us and the bouncer nodded, pulling the chain out for us to go straight in. "Always the resourceful one." said my inner monologue. The music was booming loudly as we entered the dark room filled with flickering neon lights. I heard the lady with the clipboard speak from my position in the back of the herd. "Ahhhh Miss Fitz, so nice to see you again. Your table is ready." the lady's voice muffled under the loud music. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "Your table is ready?" I thought, "What table is ready? This place is absolutely packed." My eyes scanned the crowds on the dance floor, the bars, and the tables. Nothing but people everywhere. There were all kinds of extremely hot scantily clad women wandering about and dancing, I found my eyes straying all over as the lady with the clipboard led us to the one and only empty table in the entire place. We all took our seats. "Someone will be right with you miss Fitz." the lady chirped before dashing off back to her post. "Did you give the owner a blowjob or what?" asked Nicole out loud. Naomi just raised her eyebrows and smiled jokingly. All the girls laughed as if there was some kind of inside joke I was unaware of. A waitress was upon us in no time, we all ordered drinks and everyone began conversing. "Hey Hey, well if it isn't those bunch of cock-teasers." a macho male voice uttered from behind me. "Oh shit." spat Nicole, "It's those fucking creeps." "Oh my god, we JUST got here." whined Veronica. I wasn't a macho guy or anything, but I had taken 4 years of Judo in my late teens, and was never afraid to lose a fight. I smiled before I even turned around, knowing the conflict that was about to arise. The ladies ignored them and went back to their conversations. "I thought you bitches said you were gonna call me." continued this pig's deep voice. "Sorry ladies." I apologized ahead of time as I stood up from my chair. Naomi's face was lit up with a grin and leaned over and whispered into Yuki's ear. "Watch this." I bairly heard her whisper. I turned around to see a couple buff muscly guys that looked like they weren't exactly the brightest guys in the club. "Sorry I didn't give you a call sexy. I must have lost your number." I joked. The women behind me burst out laughing. "Oh, that's real funny. Real funny." the one guy seemed to do all the talking while his buddy stood behind him, trying to pose intimidatingly. I was fully prepared for this chump's arm to reach out and push me and that's exactly what happened. I quickly grabbed his arm and turned my entire body, twisting his arm and pulling it like a lever over my shoulder so his back rolled up and over my torso, flying through the air and landing with loud *SMACK* on our empty table. The moment he landed on his back, I tugged on his arm and sent him sliding off, falling 3 feet off the table into the stone floor where he had stood just a second ago. Staring at the meathead's sidekick, I gave him a playful smile, as if daring him to try something. His body began to shake slightly and he turned and sprinted off, leaving his friend lying on the floor, moaning with pain, crawling away at a snails pace. Scuffing both my hands together to dust them off, I sat back down without breaking a sweat, acting like nothing happened as our drinks arrived. All the women stared at me with wonder, not believing the feet I had just performed before them. I quickly stole a shot off the tray and held it up into the air. "Cheers!" I smiled, all the women grabbed shots with smiles of joy and relief. "Cheers!" cried Naomi. "Cheers!" uttered the rest of the women, all except for Yuki who seemed to be fond of remaining silent. We all downed the shot and I swallowed with a pleasent "Ahhhh" as I slammed the glass down on the table. I felt like dancing so I stood up and left the girls without a word. I looked back and they were all leaning over and chattering amongst one another, some of them smiling and staring at me. I disappeared into the sea of undulating bodies as the music pounded through the air. I wasn't the greatest dancer in the world, but I wasn't half bad either. I was trying to find as many sluts as possible to dance with, ordering a few more shots at the bar whenever I felt like taking a quick breather. I began to feel the alcohol as I got looser on the dance floor. As I moseyed over to an opening amongst the crowd, I saw amber in her shrink wrapped golden dress. "Please don't notice me. Please don't notice me." I repeated in my head as I began to turn away from her, but her eyes caught me before it was too late. Amber's body undulated towards me and tried to dance with me but I quickly distanced myself from her, fearing her stupidity might be contagious, I turned and quickly shoved through a few small crowds to get away from her. I'm sure it would be no time at all before some random guy was grinding up against her and her 8 second memory span forgot all about me anyway. Crawling up onto a bar stool, I ordered another shot and scanned the crowds. My eyes fixed on some girls dancing off in the distance. Through a gap in the crowd my eyes locked onto some short girl that could REALLY move. "Oh my god. That's Yuki with Naomi." my mind realized. My eyes glued onto them as I tried to watch as much as I could with people passing through my line of vision. Yuki was difficult to see at her height, but she was an incredible dancer. Her hips bounced to the rhythem and her body undulated with incredible coordination to the music. I stared in awe as her body twisted and bent in ways I didn't know she was capable of. "Here you go chief." said the bartender in a gruff voice, slamming another shot down onto the bar. I downed it quickly and realized I had lost track of how many shots I had. I was keen on getting shitty tonight anyway. I could have stared at Yuki's body all night, but I gave up my stool and filtered back into the crowd. I lost track of time as I danced and danced all night long, managing to earn a few telephone numbers. One of them was written in pen across my left arm, and the other written obnoxiously in lipstick on my right. "There you are." I heard Naomi's voice say from my side as she squeezed between a couple people. "Heeeeyy Sister." I slurred, feeling drunk. "Heeeeyyy Jim Bean. Let's go, we're outta here." she informed me. "Awwww, but I'm having ffffun." I said slowly, dancing with some random hot girl. Naomi grabbed my arm and tugged me out of the club. The women were standing outside and laughed at the sight of me being dragged along by my sister. I had lipstick smeared on my face and lips, my hair was tossled, and I my footing was unsturdy. "Hey Ladies." I said drunkedly. "Hi Mark." All the girls said in unison, all except for Yuki of course, who gave me her usual smile. Naomi kept pulling me along as the herd of women began shuffling across the parking lot. "Heyyy now. No need to be... hostile." I slurred, tugging my arm away from her and following everyone, staggering. When we got to the car, Nicole unlocked it before getting in, I opened the door and Naomi pushed me in and I sort of fell across the backseat before I could sit up. Naomi walked around the car and took the front seat as the ladies filtered into the car. I sat in the car exhausted with a blank stare as I felt something soft brushing against my left leg. It was Yuki's thigh that was sliding against mine as she slid into my lap. Her light body mass pressed gently into me as I soon recalled the feeling of her soft round ass settled into my lap. This time, feeling far less inhibitions, I sighed in pleasure as she buckled us in and leaned back against me. The ground outside the windows began to move as we said goodbye to McGavins and the car began rolling. All the women began chattering loudly about what happened in the club. "I met this one guy John, he was like, so cool." said Amber excitedly. "Just like the last 6 guys Amber?" uttered Veronica impatiently. "What?" responded Amber, not understanding. "Did you see the way Mark handled those two pricks?" said Nicole to my sister. "You mean before he got completely trashed?" Naomi laughed. The chatter amongst the women continued as Yuki's tiny hand lifted up to my arm and began smearing the lipstick phone number on my right arm so it was unlegible. "Heeeyyyyyy." I slurred jokingly, far too drunk to care about the number. The smooth material under Yuki's slid against my lap as she turned to look back up at me with a playful smile. "That was my number." I informed her in a joking tone of apathy, her smile widened and she turned back in my lap, causing me to groan quietly. Then I felt her hand on my other arm. She must have licked her hand because it was wet and it smeared the number in pen on my other arm. "Heeeyyyyyyy." I said drunkedly, hearing Yuki giggle an extremely high pitched giggle. That was the first sound I had heard her make actually. "That was my other number." I slurred, feeling my arousal expand in my pants under the weight of her perfect smooth butt in my crotch. "You've taken away all my sluts." I declared drunkedly. I felt Yuki pushing herself more firmly into me, her back now fully resting against my upper body and that cute little behind gently squirming in my lap, Apparently she was searching for a more comfortable position. I took pleasure in the feeling of this tiny Japanese girl as she wriggled against me. I felt my erection hardening between my thigh and the underside of her soft left cheek that squashed against it. Finally she settled down with her head leaning against my shoulder. I exhaled in pleasure and I felt her body rise and fall against my chest with my deep breaths. If I hadn't been so drunk, I would have been embaressed about the stiffy that flexed uncontrollably underneath her thighs for the next 20 minutes. I was positive she could feel it, though she made no indication of it. Finally we pulled up to Naomi's house. I wasn't too excited about getting up out of the car with a throbbing erection. Yuki opened the door and climbed out, turning to the side and sliding the swells of her butt up my lower abdomen to my stomach before she took her sweet time in taking a long slow step out of the car. I stared as she bent over, causing short shorts to ride up a bit. I was aroused beyond belief at the sight of those shorts stretching tautly so close to me. I tucked my erection into my waistband as all the girls filed out and hoped nobody would notice. Staggering up the steps, my drunken knees wobbled beneath me, but I managed. Naomi unlocked the front door and we all went inside. I was last to enter and I shut the door behind me. I instantly recognized the soft red and white couch I had sat on before and let my body fall into it as if I had found salvation. I didn't really care about much about anything but sleep at this point. My vision drifted into darkness swiftly hearing the chattering of women's voices echoing in the background. ______________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________________ I was grossed out at the feeling of my own drool on my cheek as I awoke the next day. Light was pouring in through the window on the top of the door and my head was pounding. I felt a sharp pain in my left shoulder and lifted up the sleave of my shirt to see what looked like the bite of a giant mosquito. It was bruised and swollen. "OOHhhhh." I groaned in agony, feeling my hangover wreak havoc on my body. "What time is it?" I asked to myself out loud with a raspy voice. My head looked around and the house seemed empty. There was a note on the ground next to me. I picked it up to read it. [Mark, you sloppy bastard. Get out of my house and go to work. -Love Naomi] There was a heart drawn next to her name. I got up and moped around to look at the clock. "Oh crap, it's noon already. I've gotta hurry." I said to myself, having just an hour to get home, shower, eat and get to work. I managed to get myself cleaned up and get into work on time, finishing off a turkey sandwhich just as I walked through the door of the comic book store. "Right on time Mark." Said Mr.Harper cheerfully as he was counting down his money with an empty store. "Hey Mr.Harper, how goes it?" I asked with my still raspy voice. "Better than you apparently." He laughed, noticing the rings under my eyes. "Har har." I said with a half smile, moping behind the counter. "There's bottled water back in the fridge and some aspirin under the counter." he said sympathetically. "Thanks." I replied, walking into the back room to clock in and grab a bottle of water. I came back out and grabbed some aspirin and popped them as Mr.Harper finished counting out. "We just got a new box in about an hour ago so if you wouldn't mind shelving it..." "Oh, sure yeah." I said, letting him know it was no problem. "Great, I'm off then. Have a good one Mark." said Mr.Harper, taking his leave quickly, leaving me alone in the store. The doorbell rang as he left. I opened up the box and began to filter through the new comics to see what we got. I was thrilled to see we got in the new issue of "Weasel Boy," and I set a copy aside as I sorted the other comics. Shelving all the new comics was an easy task and only took me half an hour. A few customers came in, looked around, and left without buying anything as I shelved the new shipment. When I finished I sat down and picked up the new edition of "Weasel Boy" and began reading it, remembering that the last issue had left off with Weasel Boy trapped in the Ice Queen's secret lair. Flipping through the pages, I reacted instantly to the images of the giant Ice Queen scantily clad in white lace that held the doll sized Weasel Boy in her hand, squeezing him in her fist and tormenting him while she held him inches away from the cleavage of her disproportionate comic book breasts, scuffing his hair with her giant finger. "Yikes." I said softly out loud as I turned the page, feeling my pants stir slightly. *Ring Ring* the door opened and closed. "Feeling as crappy as you look?" Naomi's voice asked as she strutted in like she owned the place. I quickly set my comic book down and looked up as she approached the counter and propped her elbows on it and leaned towards me with a humoured look on her face. "Worse." I replied honestly, just now finally feeling the aspirin kick in and reduce the pain. "Way to pass out like a champ on my couch." she laughed. "Whatever, you don't care." I replied shortly. Naomi kept chuckling. "Watcha readin?" she asked, snatching the comic book from the counter. I stood up from my stool to try to keep her from taking it, but she backed away from the other side of the counter. She began paging through my issue of "Weasel Boy" with interest. "I donno, just one of the new comics we got in today." I downplayed. "My my, this is real sexy stuff Mark. This ice queen chick is drawn really big huh?" she supposed. "Yeah, I guess." I replied feeling more than a bit nervous. "Aren't you supposed to be at work?" I asked. "I'm on my lunch break stupid." She said with a smile. "Look at this part, she's got this little weasel guy trapped between her breasts. What is this stuff you're reading Mark?" she asked flashing me a page with a picture of the Ice Queen walking around with Weasel Boy's head sticking out from between her huge breasts. I began to turn red in the face. "I donno, it's just a comic book." I said trying to defuse my embaressment. Naomi obviously sensed my nervous reaction. "Hehe. Whatever bro," she said closing the comic book and slamming it back down on the counter in front of me, "Thanks for taking care of those goons last night. You put the ladies in a great mood. They all had a really great time and wouldn't stop talking about you." "Oh yeah, no problem. Those guys were puddy." I replied, feeling relief that she changed the subject. "And thanks for promising to take Yuki to her competition." she said lowering her voice and winking. "How could I say no?" I replied, masking my annoyance. My sister was just like that. Even though I didn't really have a choice, it was much better to go along with her and keep her happy, rather than fighting it. I had learned quickly over the years that when you fight Naomi, you end up doing the same crap she tells you to, only you get on her bad side. Staying on good terms with her meant she did you favors in return. I had never really met anyone like my sister, she could get her hands on anything. I had never really figured out her secret, but she always seemed to know how to play people perfectly. Naomi could either be your most powerful ally, or your most feared enemy. "She's gonna swing by on Tuesday around 11am. Here's directions on how to get there." she said pulling a black and white copied brochure from her pocket and laying it on the counter. "Ok." I replied, trying to wear my most compliant facial expression. "Oh man," I said looking at the brochure, "It's all the way out in Hillbridge?" "Yup." she chirped with a smile. "Ok. No prob." I said. "There goes my entire day." I thought to myself. "You'll enjoy it Mark. Lots of hot flexible girls..." "That look like children." I interrupted. *Whack* Naomi picked up the brocure and smacked me with it. "I mean, that're really pretty. Is what I meant to say." I recovered pathetically in a joking tone. Naomi grinned. "I won't tell Yuki you said that. Besides, the tournament is 21 and up." "Riiight." I responded sarcastically. *WHAP* Naomi hit me again and laughed. "Ok ok... I got it. Got the directions. 11am, Ten Four Captain Naomi!" I joked. "Good boy." she said approvingly with pursed lips. "Now clean this place up, it looks like shit." she said as she strutted out of the store. *Ring* *Ring* The bell on the door jingled. I rolled my eyes, picked back up my comic book, and began to page through it, my eyes wide with interest. I winced as I felt the bruise on my shoulder ache. I pushed up my sleave to have another look at it. "Jesus, how drunk was I last night?" I wondered. "I don't remember getting this at all." ______________________________________________________________________________ _______________________________ I had completely forgotten all about the bruise on my arm by tuesday as it had all but completely vanished and was no longer causing me any pain. I was fully prepared at 11:03am when the doorbell rang. I opened the door and looked down to see Yuki's smiling face. She carried a big red duffle bag and wore a black sweatshirt with some kind of initials and a logo on it. The sweatshirt was really bagg and almost entirely covered up the very short red shorts she was wearing that had upside down "v"'s cut on the sides. It almost appeared as though the baggy sweatshirt was all she was wearing. Her legs were almost entirely exposed and looked very sexy on her petite form. "Hi Yuki. Ready to go?" I asked with a smile. Yuki nodded enthusiatically like a kid that was about to get a ride to a toy store and I closed the door behind me with a soft *thud*, leading Yuki out of my apartment complex to my truck. She was smiling with glee the whole walk down and we finally arrived to my truck. I unlocked the car and we climbed in. Yuki grabbed a brush from her duffle bag before she slid the stuffed red bag under her seat and pulled down the mirror to take a look at herself. She propped her knees up onto the dashboard and slid her hips slightly forward, giving me a full view of her smooth naked legs as she began brushing her already well groomed semi-short gorgeous black hair. "You don't say much do you Yuki?" I inquired. Yuki looked over at me, smiled warmly, and shook her head. "Well that's ok, but it's going to be a long ride." I informed her, but she probably already knew. Yuki reached into her bag and pulled out a CD and put it into my stereo. Some really interesting electronic Japanese music with a heavy rhythem began to vibrate the truck. It actually didn't take that long to get there. Only an hour or so. We made great time. We pulled into the stadium's parking lot and I already began seeing girls wearing sweats with duffle bags just like Yuki had walking across the parking lot towards the entrance. We parked and got out of the car. Yuki reached into her bag and handed me a yellow ticket with a smile as we made our way to the entrance. Yuki gave a husky man her ticket and he tore it and handed her back a stub. He did the same for me. "Gymnists go to the left and follow the signs. Everyone else to the right." repeated the burly mans voice over and over again as he tore ticket after ticket. Yuki turned back to look at me with that cute smile of hers and her hand clasped halfway twice in a goodbye wave. I waved back and looked down at my ticket "Section 3 Row 8". "Wow, that was really close up wasn't it?" I pondered. I entered the stadium and was pretty impressed at the size of the place. Sounds of spring boards bouncing, people slamming down onto mats, and the yelling of coaches echoed throughout the stadium. I sat in my seat next to a middle aged lady with what appeared to be her family. My eyes spotted Yuki as she walked onto the stadium and joined what looked like her team of girls wearing the same black sweatshirt. The couch began talking to them, but I was too far to hear what he was saying. He clapped his hands together and the women began taking off their sweatshirts, revealing red spandex outfits that clung to their skin like 1 piece bathing suits. The other teams were doing the same thing, revealing different colored body suits, and my eyes were now filled with places to look. "Naomi was right," I thought, "I AM enjoying myself." I laughed to myself, as my eyes drank in all the gorgeous and in-shape women on the mats. I spotted Yuki running and hitting a spring board before clinging to the uneven bars. I watched with amazement as her legs formed a full splits as her body spun around and around the bars, her legs clasping together and then splitting again. She let go and switched bars, swinging around and around. She began spinning more slowly to twist her body around on its other axis when she passed the top, shifting her grips on the bars skillfully as she did. She was so incredibly fast and coordinated, I was enthralled. My eyes glued to Yuki's body, it began to spin faster and faster and faster until finally she let go of the bars entirely, flinging her small body into the air. I lost count of how many times it twisted and flipped in the air before she landed with a loud *THWACK* on the mats, her feet planted together in a perfect position. Her body straightened out and she thrust her flat chest out into a gymnists pose for the judges who weren't there. "Holy Crap Earl! Did you see that little asian girl?." The woman next to me uttered to her husband. I grinned when I heard that. No doubt Yuki had a lot of talent, I was just as impressed as the family sitting next to me. Some of the other girls were pretty good though, but I didn't see too many others that were as good as Yuki. Soon the warmups were over and the events began. "Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the 14th annual North Harpers Gymnastics regional competition..." the announcer's voice began the opening speach. I spent my time staring at girl's legs and asses in their spandex outfits almost the entire time, keeping an eye on Yuki whenever I could. I think I saw her scanning the crowd looking for me, but there were too many people for her to find me. She spent a lot of her time on the bench, waiting for her event to start. The mats were the first event and I was entirely thrilled with it. Nothing but athletic women doing hand springs and flips before they bent their legs into difficult positions and rolled around on the ground. At this point I was now beyond thrilled that Naomi made me go to this thing. After watching countless women perform, finally it was Yuki's turn. "Now performing, Yuki Himitsu!" the announcer's voice echoed. Yuki walked out and posed for the judges before she began. My jaw dropped as Yuki began sprinting across the mats and her body began to thunder into agressive and loud hand springs that rocketed her across the mats at an alarming rate. As she approached the end her body flipped and landed into the splits which rolled into a backwards somersault before she stood up straight as though nothing had happened. "Awww haw haw haw." I snorted out loud with glee, looking at the old lady next to me, who seemed to be somewhat distraught at how good Yuki was. The rest of Yuki's routine was just as good, sticking move after move. My face was struck dumb when she did a handstand with her legs parallel to the ground in a perfect split, spinning her body around as she shifted her palms on the mats before her legs closed back together and pointed straight up to the ceiling. I was felt butterflies in my stomach as I watched her. Finally she finished and posed for the judges. "9.7, 9.8, 9.9, 9.8, 9.9, 9.8" the announcer read aloud and the volume of the crowd rose to a roar after her performance. The balance beam event I found to be just as interesting as the first. I was quickly becoming fond of gymnastics. Yuki's performance in each event was just as superb as the first. The last event was the uneven bars. I already knew this was Yuki's best event. I couldn't wait to see her cream the competition. And she did exactly that. I found myself reeling with suspense as Yuki held a bag of chalk in her hands and white clouds puffed around her as she patted it to her hands in preperation for her routine. The suspense caused me to lean forward in my seat as she spun around and around the exact same way as she had in her warmup. Her legs split and closed, split and closed, split and closed as she swung around and around on the bars. She switched bars and turned to spin the opposite direction at an chaotic rate before she slowed down to do her hand stand twirl moves at the top of each swing. When she sped her pace back up again and let go of the bars her body became a human blur in the air and landed with her feat together sounding a familiar *Thwack* as she struck the ground. The crowd had never been this loud the entire night as the entire stadium echoed with uproar. "YES! YES!" I stood up and yelled, caught up in the moment, clapping my hands together loudly and whistling. I turned to see the older lady staring at me with a look of unpleasentness and I smiled down at her and sat back down, grinning to myself. The whole competition had lasted all day and as much fun as it was, I was glad to see it ending when the awards were announced. "And in 2nd place... From Hamptonwood, Natasha Ulianov!" the announcer boomed, the crowd cheered loudly. "And in first place... from Glorington Valley, Yuki Himitsu!" the announcer thundered even louder then the previous name, the crowd erupted as Yuki accepted a gold medal around her neck. Yuki's team was clapping loudly and standing up to cheer. The top 3 gymnists stood on a platform and blue flashes of light bounced throughout the stadium as countless pictures were taken. "Ladies and Gentlemen, that concludes our event for this evening. We thank you for joining us and we hope you come again next year!" the loudspeaker echoed a click as it turned off and people began filing both out of the stadium, and inwards towards the gymnists. I walked out to the main entrance and leaned on a wall, waiting for Yuki to come out. I waited a long while and was beginning to wonder if I was in a good place to find her when her petite form wrapped in her black sweatshirt and shorts came rounding the corner from the gymnests hallway with her medal wrapped around her neck. When we made eye contact, I smiled at her and she smiled a huge smile back, her hapiness glowed off of her body as she sprinted towards me with her dufflebag, smiling the whole way. I was suprised when she tossed her duffle bag beside me and jumped up into my arms and squeezed her body forcefully against me with her head over my shoulder. I wrapped my arms around her back and held her up as she embraced me in her moment of joy. My emotions weren't the only thing stirring as her body pressed into mine. She pulled back and stared into my eyes with a caring expression. It defenitely felt like the temperature in the building went up by a good 15 degrees. I set her down, she picked up her bag and held it as we walked back to the truck. This girl made me feel warm and fuzzy inside. "You were so incredible in there. I couldn't believe it." I told her honestly, this caused her face to turn red and smile. I unlocked the truck door on the passanger side, opened it and helped Yuki climb in, helping myself to the view of her sexy legs as she stepped up into her seat. I closed the door and walked around to climb into the driver's seat. I put the key in the ignition and turned it to start the car. We were homeward bound.