Sharing a room with your twin sister really sucked, but at least Brandon was slightly bigger and stronger than Shelly so he got to push her around. But one day after being particularly mean to her, and pulling the head off her new fashion doll, Brandon found himself in a confrontation he would never forget and would always regret.
Crying over the broken blonde doll, Shelly stamped her foot in frustration and screamed in despair, ‘I wish I was bigger than you and I could get my own back!’
On the floor the broken blonde doll suddenly glowed pink and Shelly gasped as her skin tingled. Brandon watched in horror as his sister started to age - advancing rapidly into puberty. It was like watching a slow motion video suddenly speeding up, as she grew taller, her clothes ripping to hang in rags over her body and her face becoming more grown up and adult. Female curves began to kick in and a small pair of budding breasts pushed out of her chest as she reached sixteen years old and spots came and went over her greasy skin.
Her complexion cleared, her breasts grew a little larger and soon a skinny looking woman just on the verge of full adulthood stood in front of Brandon. Shelly was now eighteen and the age changes were slowing down, but the dolls work wasn’t quite done. She now looked like a plain but normal girl - but this was a magic fashion doll and it had plans for her.
Shelly gasped as her shredded clothes reformed into a scandalously short black mini-skirt with a deeply plunging cleavage line and cut outs at the waist. Her tiny sandals grew into six inch heels and she sqawked as she was pushed tottering up into the air. Bitchy gold earrings spilled from her ears as they became pierced and invisible below her dress, a piercing popped into her belly button too.
Shelly’s face looked surprised for a moment as her eyebrows plucked themselves into two arched lines and her eyelashes extended nearly an inch - immediately coated in thick black mascara. Pink lip gloss oozed over her lips as her skin darkened and tanned and a thick layer of foundation caked her skin.
Shelly gasped as her waist crunched in and her ass pushed out, her already short skirt rising another few centimetres as her butt inflated and her panties came just on show. She groaned as her nipples ached and cupping her chest she felt her boobs growing bigger and bigger as they inflated and filled with silicone, leaving her with fake looking DD tits pushed right up and out into the face of anyone who was watching.
Shelly’s body hair all dropped out leaving her completely waxed as her fingernails extended into sexy French-tips and her toenails became carefully manicured. The changes now complete she blinked for a moment, checking out her new body then suddenly she giggled.
“Ooooh like I think these changes are mental as well as physical. I’m all grown up now baby brother and don’t I look pretty?”
The new bimbo began to laugh as she began pulling Brandon’s toys from the shelf and began hurling them into a basket ready to throw away.
“All this crap is gonna go so I have room for my clothes and shoes. Sorry little brother but this is gonna be my boudoir.”
Brandon was gonna wish he had never picked on his sister- the new Shelly was such a bitch. Soon he was sent packing to the spare room so Shelly could have her own room and fill it with her materialistic possessions. Meanwhile she enjoyed the life of a teasing, bimbo slut - especially once she discovered just how easy guys were to manipulate. She also found out that bimbo whores like her have a much more interesting selection of toys to choose from when they want to play with themselves… and she enjoyed imagining her brother listening to her next door as she moaned and screamed above the buzzing each night.
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