Tori Vega was used to waiting for the shower. When one lived with Trina Vega all their life, one had to get used to just rolling with the temper tantrums and smug sense of entitlement. It was far, far easier than fighting a battle where Trina's sheer force of personality would allow her to bludgeon any opponent into submission.
But today was getting annoying.
"Trina? You done in there?" Tori asked, knuckles rapping at the door of their shared bathroom.
To her surprise, the door creaked open.
Huh. That was... actually that wasn't really surprising now that Tori spared a moment of thought to it. The usual rule was for whichever sister was using it to leave both doors unlocked so their sister could know they could come in.
Of course Trina wouldn't shout that the shower was free.
Pushing those thoughts out of her mind, Tori walked into the bathroom, locked the doors and threw off her bathrobe.
Unaware of the tiny audience taking in the sight of her.
Trina Vega had no idea what to make of this situation. The day had started as normally as could be.
Trina woke up, claimed the bathroom and spent a few minutes admiring her naked form. But just when she'd stepped into the shower, she’d felt a profound sense of dizziness.
The next thing Trina knew, she was laid on her stomach across a familiar smelling pink surface.
The bar of soap. The bar, once small enough to fit in her hands, was now a massive surface that had trapped her.
Thankfully, she was looking up when she landed on it, sparing her from being trapped face first against the soap.
Obvious pun aside, that was a very small mercy in this situation when the rest of her was flushed against - and stuck on - the soap.
"Tori!" Trina screamed as best she could. "Down here. Look!"
Tori did not look. Tori just reached in and set the water pressure and temperature for what she wanted.
And once that was done, Tori stepped into the shower, letting the water run across her body.
Trina gulped. Despite being the younger sister, Tori had been the taller one post-puberty. But she was only a few inches taller.
Not to mention, as Trina cast a look at her own butt, how Trina had been larger everywhere else that counted.
Now though, Trina was a mite compared to her younger sister in every category.
"Tori!' Trina squeaked to no avail.
Totally unaware of her smaller sister, Tori grabbed the soap and rubbed it against her face.
Not for the first time today, Trina cursed her luck. Tori was grasping the soap on the side that Trina was on. Trina's skin was registering to her younger sister as just her own flesh.
"Tori!" Trina cried. "Oh come on look-"
Trina was cut off as she felt the soap be rubbed all over Tori's face. And, of course, when she had her best chance, Tori's closed eyes prevented her from seeing her sister.
And just as quickly as Trina had been lifted up, so did she plummet down as Tori held the soap to her side, allowing the water to wash the soap off her face.
And all of sudden, the soap lifted up, Tori wiping off any hair or grime that might have been on the used surface.
Trina gulped as she stared down, seeing veritable gallons of water rushing down the drain. Now she really hoped that she would keep sticking to the soap.
1) Trina falls off the soap, sliding down Tori's leg to her foot.
2) Trina falls off the soap but manages to land in Tori's cleavage.
3) Trina manages to cling to the soap as Tori swings it around to her rear.
4) Tori flips the soap over to wash the other side, revealing her smaller sister. indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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