Grace was the youngest sibling in the Meyers family, at 16-years-old, but her older sister Kate was her senior only by two years, at 18-years-old. Grace had always been the beautiful one--soft, creamy skin, big blue eyes, and a bright smile. but her body wasn't lacking either; she always caught boys, and even men's attention with her curvy body, long legs, round firm buttucks and soft creamy breasts.
Grace's most noteable feature, and definitely her favorite, was her hair. Thick, shiny, healthy brown hair that cascaded down her back nearly to her bum, girls in her class were always jealous of it. Grace loved it. She always wore it down so everyone could see it.
For most of their lives, Kate had been used to playing second fiddle to Grace. Although Kate wasn't unattractive, she was a bit plain, a bit overweight, and not nearly as naturally sweet as her younger sister. She had learned to take this with a grain of salt, however--in a way, she made up for it in brains. She was an honor student. However, when it came to her parents affection, boyfriends, and even their older brother Todd, Grace always won. Though boys asked Grace out all the time, her parents were very strict about her dating, and the rule was she wasn't allowed to date until she was 18, which was the same rule they had laid down for Kate.
I suppose somewhere in the back of Kate's head, she wished there was a way for her to excel over Grace, but she normally pushed those thoughts out of her mind and tried to love her sister like everyone else seemed to.
But the last straw was over a boy named Alan.
It was Kate who discovered Alan first. They had the same Algebra class. He was new, and a doll. He was also smart, polite, and funny. Kate sat right behind him in class, and made a point of trying to spark up conversation with him at some point during the day. She didn't really expect Alan to take heed of her; guys like him could usually do better. But Alan seemed different. He seemed to ignore all the popular good-looking girls around him [even though they gave him plenty of attention], and sincerely seemed more interested in talking to Kate. Finally, Kate thought.
As the year progressed, Kate and Alan became closer, and eventually became good friends. They weren't dating, but they would study together, go out together, and Kate was at least thankful for that. She wanted it to turn into something romantic, but she was scared of making the first move, and Alan never took it past friendship. She had a huge crush on him. They went out all the time, but every time Alan would ask if they could go back to Kate's house, she always made excuses. She didn't want to admit it to herself, but she was afraid if he took one look at Grace, he'd forget all about her. She tried to tell herself it was silly, that Alan was different, but she still couldn't muster up enough courage to let it happen.
One day, her and Alan met up at the library to study for an Algebra test, but Alan seemed restless.
"This feels stupid, Kate," he complained. "Its a Saturday afternoon, why can't we study at your house? It would be much better than sitting in this stuffy library."
"I told you, we won't get any privacy. My parents are home and so is my pesky little sister, trust me."
"I'm starting to think you're ashamed of me," he teased. "I'm like a big secret to your family, huh?"
Kate could feel herself blushing, and she buried her nose deeper into her algebra book. "Don't be ridiculous..."
"Did I just see Kate blush?" Alan said, acting surprised. "I'm sorry, but really. If I have to stay in here a moment longer I think I'll go crazy. Pleeeeeeeease?"
"Ugggggggggh. Fine, fine." Kate said after a long pause. "Let's go, then."
On the way to her house, she felt nervous and worried, and she kept trying to tell herself to stop making a big deal out of it. You're being so ridiculous, she told herself. Of course this won't change anything...
When they arrived, to Kate's relief, they had the house to themselves. They settled down at the kitchen table and picked up their studies. Kate was starting to feel a weight off her shoulders--she even became bold enough to flirt a bit with Alan, and he didn't seem weirded out by it--when she heard the back door open and then slam shut.
"Anyone home?" She heard Grace's voice call.
Kate's stomach lurched. "That's my sister," she said to Alan quickly. "Come on, lets go in my dads study for privacy."
"Not so fast! Come on, I want to meet your family, just introduce me to 'your pesky little sister', and then we can go in the study."
A moment later Grace enetered the room. She was wearing a white tank top and jeans, her large, creamy breasts spilling out of the top, her soft shiny hair cascaded down her back and shoulders. As usual, she looked like an angel. "Hey," she said.
"Hey," said Kate quickly. "Alan, this is my sister Grace, Grace this is my friend Alan."
Alan seemed frozen. He sat there, looking a bit foolish, staring at Grace. Grace, who was used to people responding to her that way, smiled brightly. "Nice to finally meet you," she said. "Kate's mentioned you before, but I was starting to wonder if you really existed."
Alan swallowed, probably to wet his throat. "Yeah, you too. Though from the way your sister talked about you I had a completely different picture in my head of how you... looked."
There was an awkward pause where nobody said anything. "Well," Kate said suddenly as Alan and Grace continued to stare at each other. "We have a lot of studying to do, so if you don't mind Grace--"
"It's okay--I don't mind if your sister stays." Alan said quickly. "That is, unless she has something else she needs to do."
Grace smiled. "I'd love to stay. Afterall, Kate is always going on about you, I feel like I need to get to know you better." Grace smiled and joined them at the table, sitting in the seat closest to Alan. She scooted her chair over and peered over his shoulder, looking down at his book, her large breasts pressing against the table. Kate saw Alans eyes move down her body several times.
For the remainder of the day, Kate basically sat there and studied alone while Grace and Alan never stopped talking and Alan could barely tear his eyes away from her long enough to get any work done. Grace, of course as usual not giving a second thought to her older sisters feelings, ate up the attention, laughing and flirting shamlessly. At one point she even reached over and put her hand casually on his leg.
After nearly two hours of torture, Kate stood up quickly, pushing her chair back. "Alan, I think you should go now. I have a few things I need to do around here."
"Oh..." Alan said slowly, still not having the decency to look up at her. "Well... okay. I suppose if you have things to do. Maybe we can study again tomorrow night?"
"Yeah, maybe." Kate said hurridely, walking briskly to the back door and holding it open. "Talk to you tomorrow, Alan."
Alan, taking the hint, gathered his books, and left.
After he was gone, Grace remained at the table, a far away look in her eyes. "What a nice boy he is." She said softly. Kate, who could barely take it anymore, bolted into her room and slammed the door.
The following weekend was when everything went down.
It started out like any other normal Saturday. Kate, who was still shaken up about Alan and Grace, had avoided Alan like the plague all week. Seeing him and being around him was too painful now, plus she was afraid that if she talked to him too much, he would want to come over again, which she planned on never doing again. Nevertheless, she was determined to get over him like any other boy, and that meant putting him out of her mind. She woke up that Saturday morning with determination to have a productive, accomplished day. As she took her shower that morning she mentally made a to-do list of things she needed to get done, which involved washing her car, reading, working on her science project, and maybe even giving the dog a bath. Her brother Todd, who went away to college, was home for the weekend so she was looking forward to spending some time with him, too. Her parents were also away that weekend, on a cruise to Alaska, so she, Todd, and Grace had the place to themselves and Todd had been left in charge.
She took her time getting dressed that morning, and decided the first thing she'd do was get her car cleaned. She got ready to leave the house when she remembered she had coupons for Sparkle N' Shine, and went back to her room to find them. When she couldn't find them anywhere, she remembered they had been in the pockets of her brown suede jacket, which she remembered Grace had borrowed the week before. Sighing, she made her way down the hall to Grace's room. The door was closed, but she could see the light on under the crack in the door. "Grace, do you have my suede jacket still?" She asked. When she didn't receive a response, she rolled her eyes and assumed her sister had her headphones on again. With a sigh, she pushed the door open. "Grace, come on--"
But the words caught in her throat at the sight that was laid before her.
Grace was in there alright, but she wasn't alone. Alan was there with her. Grace was laying on her bed, totally naked, her legs open wide. Despite how much she liked to flaunt her body, she was also very discreet and Kate hadn't seen Grace naked since she had started going through puberty, so seeing her sisters naked body for starters took her totally by surprise. She knew Grace was shapely, but she hadn't realized how beautiful she was. Her soft, creamy breasts were piled high on her chest as she laid on her back, her head tilted back, her shiny long hair fanned out around her, some of it draped over her frame. Her tummy, which no longer had any baby fat, but yet still looked soft and feminine, yet not too soft. Her legs, long, shapely, and soft, were spread out over the bed. Her eyes were closed and she did not realize Kate had walked in and was now looking at her. Grace had one hand gripping her matress, and the other was in Alans soft curly hair.
Alan was between Grace's legs. He was naked too, but all Kate could see was his bum and his legs, since his back was to her. He had his head between Grace's thighs, and Kate could clearly see that he was lapping gently at Grace's wet, creamy cunt as she stroked his head. She was moaning very hard, which was probably why she hadn't heard Kate calling her name. Alan sat up for a moment, taking in Grace's features. "You are so fucking beautiful," he whispered, running one of his hands through her soft hair, and then reaching up and sucking on her fat breast. Grace groaned.
Kate took all of this in, which took her all of twenty seconds. Feeling faint, and dizzy, she gripped the dresser, which was right near the door, leaned over, and began to gag. Her gagging turned into a violent cough. This got Grace's attention; her eyes snapped open, and when she saw her sister standing in the door way, she yelped. "Oh!" She exclaimed, struggling to sit up straight on the bed and push Alan's head away from her at the same time. "Kate, I didn't, I didn't hear you," Grace said lamely, struggling to pull her blanket over her naked body.
Kate was unable to look back up at either of them. She continued to stare down at the floor, doubled over. She could feel tears burning into her eyes, and she fought hard to keep them at bay. Suddenly she felt like she was going to puke, and she bolted from the room, into the bathroom, making it to the toilet just in time.
After heaving for at least a couple minutes, she stood up, splashed water on her face, and turned to leave the bathroom, but Alan was standing in the doorway. He had his clothes back on and he looked extremely guilt-stricken. "Kate, please don't be angry with me, and especially not with Grace. I hope this doesn't affect our friendship. The truth is, I love your sister. I know that sounds ridiculous since i've not even known her a week, but I do love her. We've spoken on the phone every night this week, and we just hit it off. We spoke every night for hours. It's not just her beautiful body and face that I want, its--"
"Spare me, Alan." Kate said, void of emotion. "You are no different than the hundreds of other guys that 'love' my sister. The only difference between you and them was, I thought you were different." She looked up into Alans face; his soft, expressive eyes. Not knowing what to say, he looked away.
"I guess I'll go," he said softly, turning away.
"No," Kate said sharply. Alan looked up at her, a question in his eyes. "No. Not yet. What you and Grace have done is wrong on so many levels, and the thing is, Grace has been so used to always getting what she wants because everyone always caters to her. But she needs to realize that this cannot go unnoticed, and I'm going to make sure of that."
"Look--you can't punish your sister because I love her. That isn't her fault," Alan said, his voice cracking.
Kate smiled coyly. "No, I can't. But I can make sure she is punished for breaking my fathers rule, which is she is not allowed to date anyone until she is older. He is very strict about this. Now, you can stay here and support her, or you can go, but you aren't going to stop me from making this happen. Which do you choose?"
Alan wasn't really sure what she meant by any of this, but he assumed Grace would be grounded and unable to see him ever again. Wanting to spend every last moment he could with her until then, he responded, "I'll stay, then."
Kate, to his surprisement, smiled. "Good... good." She said. For some reason that he wasn't able to put his finger on, he detected a hint of malice in her tone, but didn't know what to think of it. "Now. Go back into Grace's room and be there for her like a good boyfriend."
Alan nodded, and walked back into Grace's room, Kate on his heels. He sat back down on Grace's bed. Grace, who was still naked, but had her blanket wrapped around her, was visably shaken. Kate could see that she had been crying, and was sincerely upset. Under normal circumstances, Kate would have been able to appreciate that Grace felt remorse, but something had changed in her--something had crossed over in her, though she wasn't sure what, or why. All she felt was a deeper satisfaction to see Grace's uneasiness. However, she managed to keep her tone as normal as possible. "Grace, as you know, Daddy forbid you and me to date until we were 18. I am 18, so I've been allowed to date for awhile now, but you are only 16, and you know that if Daddy were to know what happened here he would--"
"Oh Kate! Please don't tell Daddy, please!" Grace squealed, reaching over and seizing her sisters hands desperately. Alan rubbed her back softly. "Oh, please Kate, don't tell him. I understand that what I did was wrong, and you have to believe me when I say that this is the first time I've ever done anything like this... I swear... its just that... Alan was so amazing, so sensitive, so understanding, so lovely to me, I couldn't say no, and it just happened. But I swear, I never did this before. You do believe me, don't you Kate?"
"Yes Grace, I believe you." And she did. "But it was still against Daddy's rules, and you know I'll have to tell him when he and Mom come home tomorrow."
The tears were streaming down her face now--she was desperate, Kate could easily see that--which is exactly what she wanted. "Please Kate... please, I'll do anything... I know I haven't been fair to you in the past, and I'm sorry. But I'll do anything, honest."
Kate pretended to think this over while both Grace and Alan looked up at her hopefully. After a few minutes, she sighed. "Well, there is only one alternative then. I'm going to have to talk to Todd."
"Todd?" Grace said. She thought this over, and then she smiled. "Todd loves me more than anyone--he won't do anything. You can tell him, then." Grace smiled smugly.
Her smugness angered Kate even further--she went from having remorse to quickly feeling nothing when she thought that she once again had her way. She hadn't learned anything from this, she was still a spoiled brat. She'd show her. "Fine, Grace, I will tell Todd. I'll tell him right now. You both wait here, and I'll go get him."
With that, Kate turned on her heel and exited the room, leaving both Alan and Grace sitting on the bed; Grace in Alans arms, while he comforted her and kissed her, telling her that it was all going to be okay. Yeah, Grace. Enjoy that while it lasts.
Kate found Todd outside in the garage changing the oil in his car, completely unaware of what was going on. "I need to talk to you. It's serious." Kate said, trying to make her face look as sympatheic and sad as she possibly could, she gave him a brief low-down of what she witnessed when she walked into Grace's room.
Todd took the news hard. Kate could tell that Todd always saw Grace as his perfect little baby sister, and that his image of her had completely been shattered, which was exactly what she wanted. Todd turned extremely pale. "Jesus," was all he could manage to say.
"I told her we wouldn't tell Dad, if I could talk to you about it. I know we probably should tell Dad, but I can't find it in my heart to do so." Kate lied. "I'm hoping you'll agree that we can probably handle this ourselves. What do you think?"
Todd took a deep breath. "I don't know, Kate. The most we can do is make sure Alan and Grace no longer see each other again, other than that--"
"No." Kate said flatly. "I believe we can do more than that."
Todd looked at her seriously. "...What?"
Kate pretended like she was thinking, and then said casually, "We have to make sure this kind of thing never happens again. Ever."
Todd rolled his eyes. "Kate, the most we can do is try to talk to her about why she shouldn't, but we can't control her."
"No, we can't control her. But just think about it, Todd. Everyone loves Grace. Everyone. And why, Todd, why? Because yeah, she's sweet, nice, cute, but most of all its because she's beautiful. She has an angelic face, a perfect body, and perfect features. That's why everyone loves her--admit it! That's why Alan loves her; that's why Mom and Dad love her; thats why you love her." At this last part, Todd winced, but Kate went on. "It's true and you know it, even if you don't want to admit it. We can't control Grace, no, but we can make sure this doesn't happen again. It may be cruel, but maybe its the only way, and in the long run, it will be for the better."
Todd continued to stare at her, obviously not knowing what she was getting at.
Kate sighed. "We have to take away her beauty."
Todd's eyes widened. "Kate, you've gone mad, you really have. And frankly I'm disappointed in how much your jealously over Grace's looks has controlled you."
Kate gritted her teeth. "Do you want your precious little sister to turn into a slut, then?"
Todd lowered his eyes. "No," he said softly, feeling defeated. "But, HOW?" He stared into Kate's face for an answer, and she just looked at him knowingly. After a moment, he put it together in his head, and his eyes widened even further as he understood. "No, Kate. No, no," he said, shaking his head.
Kate stepped back, and smiled. "Todd, admit it. It's the only way. And for god's sake, it's just hair, it will grow back."
"What about Mom and Dad? They'll kill us."
"They don't have to know. Grace did say she'd do anything. She can lie and tell Mom and Dad she did it herself--or whatever she wants. That's her problem. It's either that, or we tell them ourselves, and I know she doesn't want that."
Todd remained silent, still looking down. After a few minutes, he said in a soft, defeated voice, "I'll go get the scissors."
Kate was so excited she could scream, but kept it to herself as her and Todd made their way back up to Grace's room. They decided the best way to go about it was to just do it immediately and get it over with. They knew if they tried to explain to Grace first, she'd scream and throw a fit like she always did, and they both agreed if she started crying and resisting that Todd would be too heartbroken to follow through with it. "We have to be tough," Kate said encouragingly, and Todd nodded, but he looked sick to his stomach. Kate knew it was going to nearly kill him to ruin his little sister this way, but she had convinced him it was the only way. Kate was even more happy Alan had agreed to stay. Nothing was going to give her more satisfaction than watching his face.
As they entered Grace's room, Alan and Grace's position's had changed a little. Grace was still naked on the bed, but she was facing with her back to the door and didn't see them enter. Her hair, luckily, was down, and to Kate's delight (for once) it looked absolutely beautiful. Alan was now sitting on Grace's desk chair, looking down at the floor, nervous at what awaited them. He had no idea how scary it was about to get.
Todd held the scissors behind his back. Kate walked and stood directly in front of Grace, so she could see her face. When Grace saw her, she looked up. "Well? You talked to Todd, everything is okay?" Grace asked hopefully.
Kate smiled. "Yes Grace, everything is okay."
"Oh! Thank you thank you thank you!!" Grace squealed, throwing her arms around Kate's middle. Kate, while holding onto Grace with one hand, looked up at Todd quickly, nodding. Todd stepped forward, grabbed hold of a fistful of Grace's long locks, and squeezing his eyes shut, put it in his the scissors and began shearing away.
At first Grace didn't know what was happening, but feeling pressure at the nape of her neck, she reached back. As soon as she felt the scissors, her eyes widened and her arms shot out spasically. "Todd, noooo! No, oh god, pleeeeease don't, oh nooo, dooon't!" She cried in anguish, but the damage had already begun and it was too late.
Todd pretended not to hear her. "Kate, for god's sake, hold her tighter!" He yelled, as he began to grab Grace's hair by the handfuls, cutting them off as close to her scalp as he could.
Alan jumped up immediately, and tried to pull Kate and Todd off Grace, his eyes nearly bugging out of his head as he watched in horror as handfuls of Grace's gorgeous hair fell all down around her. "Graaace! Oh god!" he yelled. Kate, knowing that Alan was going to show resistence, came prepared, giving him a swift kick in the balls, which made him double over on the floor. In her haste to escape, Grace's blanket had slipped back down, and her naked body writhed all over the bed, her large breasts jiggling, but it was no use. Kate had both of Grace's wrists securely pinned to the matress, facedown, and Todd continued to grab at what was now left of Grace's butchered hair, making sure to cut every long strand still left. Grace had finally admitted defeat, and laid lifeless on the mattress, crying softly.
When Todd was finished, he looked up at Kate, who was looking down at Grace's head, which looked awful. Her hair was cut so short in some spots that you could see her scalp. "That's enough, Kate. Let her go." Todd whispered, and Kate let go. But Grace remained laying on the bed facedown, to ashamed to show her face. Everyone stood still for several minutes, letting sink in what had just happened. Grace continued to sob into the mattress. Kate glanced up at Todd and could see him sobbing too, as he stared down at a tuft of Grace's soft hair in his palm. Turning abruplty, he walked out of the room.
Alan finally got the strength to sit back up, and he sat back down on Grace's mattress gently, but he couldn't bear to look at her. He looked every which way but at Grace's head. Finally, he stood up, nodded a goodbye to Kate, and walked out of the house.
Kate stood over Grace, who had finally stopped sobbing, but still refused to look up. Kate finally was the first one to act, by picking up handfuls of hair and throwing them in the nearby wastebasket. At hearing the noise, Grace finally looked up, and Kate looked her right in the face. She had to focus very hard not to smile; the crown of her sister's beauty had been removed, and for the first time in her life, Grace looked at her sister with an ugly, hateful look on her face.
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