Author: Honey Moon
Title: Agatha's Revenge 
Part: 03
Keywords: Loli, NC, shrinking, revenge, gore, vore, snuff



Agatha's Revenge 03


By Honey Moon


Agatha cheerfully sang as she set about improvising 
something right out of some of the dark and dangerous artwork she 
had been collecting. "It's America's number one game! Will it 
float? Will it float?"

Ashley had finally come to and stared down at the toy plastic 
boots she now had as feet. "It hurts!" she wailed "Oh God! Please 
Agatha, it hurts so much! I need drugs or something!" Her fists 
pounded on the desktop as she worked herself back into a rage. 
"You monster! You cut off my feet! How is that repayment for 
flashing your flat chest at people?"

The redhead in the doctor costume paused. "You know what? 
You're right!" Picking up the brulee torch, she flared the flame a 
few times. "I could always burn off your big ol' boobs too. Would 
that make you feel better?"

The horribly wounded teen let out a scream as her blood ran 
cold. "No! Feet were a fair payback! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

Her sister Sally dabbed a tiny scrap of paper towel in the 
thimble of cold water Agatha provided and bathed her sister's 
brow. "Don't make her mad!" she begged. "For God's sake 
Ashley, please calm down! You don't know what she'll do if you 
make her angry!"

"But I hurt so bad!" Ashley sobbed. "My feet! My poor feet! 
Where did they go?"

"Oh! They're right here!" Agatha ran to the bathroom and 
picked up the two bloody relics between thumb and forefinger and 
brought them back to the sisters. "Since they mean so much to you, 
you can keep them!" She dropped them on the prone girl's 
stomach and promptly knocked the wind out of her.

"Agatha darling!" Sally sobbed, trying hard not to see what it 
was she pushed off of her gasping sister's body. "Can I have an 
aspirin at least? I could break off a chunk and give it to her! 
Please? I can just use the dust out of the bottom of the bottle! She's 
hurt! She needs a hospital!"

"What babies! Alright, I'll find something to ease Stumpy's 
pain!" Agatha once again went into forbidden territory and invaded 
her brother Jeff's room. He had been in a car accident a couple of 
years ago, and the doctor had prescribed vicodin for the pain. A 
burst of pride filled her heart just thinking about it. Jeff only used a 
couple before deciding to tough it out. She looked through his 
dresser and found the hidden bottle. "Good thing you never throw 
anything away, big brother!" she laughed as she swiped one pill. 

The redhead couldn't resist looking just a little more. Her 
target was hidden under Jeff's tighty-whities! "Ha! Porn!" She 
peeked at the three magazines before putting them back. "Shoot! 
Those are way too tame! I guess that's why the Internet was 
invented!"

The pretend doctor put the entire pill on the desk with the 
sisters. "You figure out the dose!" she snapped before going back 
to her interrupted work. "That's a vicodin. Give her too much, and 
her breathing may stop. Try not to kill her before I set up our 
game!"

Agatha puttered around some more. "Oh! I know! I'll tie her 
to a doll stand! That way Stumpy will be able to stand up while the 
game is in progress!" Once again the redhead had to turn to her 
collections. "I'll bring this back to you later!" she told Skipper as 
she borrowed the metal stand. "This should work out perfectly!"

"I gave her a pill sized chunk!" Sally announced when the 
redheaded giant turned to the desk. "It seems to be helping. Thank 
you!"

"Don't thank that bitch!" Ashley had some of her fire back. 
"How can you thank her when she's the one who chopped off my 
feet?" She sat up with a grimace of pain. "I'll see you rot in jail, 
you demented freak kid!"

"Nope!" Agatha picked up the naked girl with the sexy black 
boots. "I'll see you rot in a shoebox if you don't shut up!" She 
placed the doll sized injured girl on the metal stand and made sure 
the padded wire hooks were clamped securely just under the 
armpits. "Stay still!" she yelled while she wrapped a shoelace 
tightly around Ashley from her chest down to her new feet, pinning 
the wriggling girl's arms to her sides. "Perfect!" She placed the 
stand in her multi-purpose plastic jar. "You have a very important 
job, Stumpy! You're the timer for our game!"

Sally trembled as she watched Agatha stack up a pile of 
books next to the clear plastic container imprisoning her sister and 
carefully put a plastic bag over them. "What are you doing?" she 
asked fearfully as the redhead then used a pin to make a small hole 
near the bottom of a similar container as the one her sister was 
trapped in. "What game are you making us play?"

Agatha laughed as she shrugged out of her doctor costume. 
"This game doesn't have a name." She took the altered jar into the 
bathroom and filled it with nice warm water. "This game doesn't 
even have many rules." The nude redhead placed the full bottle on 
top of the stack of books, and then took her thumb off of the 
opening she had drilled. The water began to trickle out in a thin 
little stream. Thank goodness Jeff knows I like Biscotti! These jars 
are just so handy!" She adjusted the books, plastic bag, bottle and 
jar until the stream was trickling gently down the inside of 
Ashley's container. Then she remembered to set up her camera to 
record Ashley as the jar filled. "Rule number one. The game is 
officially over when Stumpy's head is completely under water."  

Ashley screamed. "You're insane! I'll die! You're just trying 
to kill me!"

"No I'm not!" Agatha lay down on the floor. She then spread 
her slender legs wide open. "Rule number two is simple. I stay like 
this and don't move for anything unless Sally makes something 
special happen!" She laughed. "I give you both my word. If that 
special thing happens, I'll stop the water!"

Sally watched in horror as the water already began to cover 
the base of the doll stand. "What do I have to do?" she screamed. 
"Tell me! Don't waste time! I need to know!"

"Rule three is very simple! You can't hurt me in any way." 
The giant snickered. "Just the opposite! You have until your sister 
drowns to make me have an orgasm!" Agatha wriggled to find a 
more comfortable position. "Start! Make me cum!" She reached 
out and hit a key on her laptop. Her web cam would now be 
recording the action between her thighs. 

Ashley tried to squirm out of her binds, but it was useless! 
Already the soles of the damned boots she had instead of feet were 
awash in the slowly raising water. "Do it!" she screamed at her 
frightened sister. "I'll die if you don't make that sick dyke cum! 
Please Sally! I don't want to drown!"

"I can't!" Sally wailed. "I don't want to touch a girl down 
there! I'm no lesbo!" The tiny teen stared at the giant hairless 
vagina. "This is disgusting! You can't expect me to touch that!" 

"It doesn't really matter to me!" Agatha chimed in. "I'll just 
masturbate while I watch Stumpy drown. It'll be hotter then any 
porn site on the Internet! I'll make a fortune when I set up my pay 
site!" It was kind of embarrassing to play with herself in front of 
an audience, but tiny bitches didn't really count. It's not like they 
would ever be able to tell anybody what she did! It would be a 
simple matter just to blur out her face in the recording, too. That 
decided her. Agatha moaned softly as her hand moved between her 
legs. "Oh well! I guess you don't love your sister after all!" 
Fingers grazed smooth lips. "This is so exciting! I can't wait to see 
her struggle as the water enters her tiny little lungs!"

"Please Sally!" Ashley screamed. "Just rub her damn clit or 
something!" The toes of the doll boots were almost covered with 
water now. "I love you Sally! Please save me! Frig that bitch until 
she creams!"

The frightened teen took a step forward. "I'm no lesbo!" she 
cried as she reached out a trembling hand. "I don't want to do 
this!"

Agatha sighed and moved her hand out of the way. Sally's 
touch was soft and gentle as a butterfly's wing. "Oh yeah!" she 
gasped as the tiny hand rubbed harder. "Diddle that clitty you little 
tiny dyke! You know you like it! You just love giant pussy!"

Sally put both hands on the firm pink jewel and rubbed for all 
she was worth. "Is it good?" she asked in near panic. "Are you 
going to cum?"

The redhead sighed. "Eventually, I think." She said in a 
dreamy voice. "I could stay like this all night long!"

Ashley wriggled as the water rose. It was over the tops of the 
boots now! She watched in horror as her sister desperately tried to 
make their tormentor reach orgasm. "Reach inside!" she screamed. 
"Find the crazy bitch's G spot! Hurry!"

Agatha opened one eye and glared at Ashley. "I was almost 
there!" she fibbed. "You calling me names spoiled the mood!"

"Pretty girl!" Sally gasped, trying to ignore the 
overwhelming scent of the giant's arousal. "Pretty Agatha, does 
this feel good? Do you want to have a nice orgasm?" She choked 
back a sob. "I want to give you one! I'm, I'm, uh, getting turned 
on!"

Fear nearly blocked the pain of her aching stumps as the 
water touched her sex. Ashley wanted to scream, but tried to hold 
on. "I told you Sally! Reach up into that bitch, um, I mean that 
sexy girl, and find her G spot! It's my only chance!"

The redhead giggled. "You think I'm sexy? Tell me more!"

The bound girl sobbed and tried to ignore the water that now 
reached her belly button.. "Yes!" she screamed. "You're adorable! 
Half the girls in the school want to kiss you! All the boys throw 
boners over your sexy little body!" She looked down at her sister 
and moaned. "Sally, you stupid fuck! I said reach up inside and 
find her G spot!"

The busy girl didn't stop in her mad massage of the melon-
sized clitoris. "That's too nasty! I can't reach inside!"

Agatha was beginning to breath harder. She honestly couldn't 
tell which was affecting her more. Having someone play with her, 
or seeing the water slowly rise towards Ashley's head! She reached 
for the girl giving her such good feelings. "Yes, up inside!" she 
whispered as she grabbed the girl around the waist. "Find my G 
spot!"

"Oh no! Not that! I'll do it! Let me reach an arm up!" It was 
too late! Sally's scream of terror cut off abruptly as she found 
herself being bodily shoved up inside their tormenter's warm wet 
sex!

"Oh God! She's wiggling so good!" Agatha yelled as she 
used the ten-inch tall teen as a living dildo. "This is fantastic!" She 
twisted the dildo girl so she would be face up, and was rewarded in 
a wonderful way! "She's rubbin' me!" she wailed as she pumped 
the girl slowly in and out. "It feels so good! Is that G spot sex? I 
love that!"

Ashley squirmed as the water reached her shoulders. "Yes 
pretty girl! That's G spot sex! It makes pretty sexy girls cum like 
crazy! Do you feel it? Are you ready to cum?"

Agatha tried mightily to block the wonderful feelings as she 
watched the water touch Ashley's chin. "Soon." She gasped. 
"Maybe in, uh, in a few more m-minutes!"

"Please cum!" Ashley begged as she tilted her head back to 
keep her mouth clear of the water. "Oh God! Please cum Agatha! 
Be a good pretty girl and cum all over my stupid sister!"

The redhead began to buck her hips up off of the floor as she 
rammed Sally into her at a frantic pace. "Cumming!" she cried as 
the water closed over Ashley's face! That may have been the final 
trigger. The bound girl went into a spasm of wriggling when she 
could no longer breath! It looked like a porn star's exaggerated 
fake climax! Agatha exploded into an orgasm like none she ever 
felt before! Did this mean she was bi-sexual? Shoving a girl up her 
wiggy sure was better then just using her hairbrush! 

As her delightful spasm eased, the redhead struggled to 
regain her feet. A promise was a promise, after all! It was 
distracting to have a feebly wiggling girl hanging half out of her 
cunny while she staggered over to the wildly thrashing submerged 
Ashley. She waited though, eagerly watching the underwater show. 
Suddenly, a big bubble of air escaped the mouth of the bound girl, 
and the struggle increased drastically!

"Look at that!" she shouted happily as she yanked Sally out 
of her body. She put the gasping gagging, rather slimy girl on the 
desk in front of her drowning sister. "She's seconds away from 
death. What do you say? What's the magic word? Wait too long 
and your sister dies! It's all up to you, Sally slut!"

"PLEASE!" Sally screamed. "I beg you! Please save her! Oh 
God! Please don't let my sister die!"

Agatha waited for Ashley to actually stop moving before she 
reached into the jar and pulled out the doll stand. "Oh, you're not 
dead yet!" she yelled as she flipped the still girl upside down and 
plinked her index finger against Ashley's unmoving body. 
Fingertip hit tummy with considerable force. With a convulsive 
gasp, water gushed from the girl's mouth and nose. "Told you she 
wasn't dead!" the redhead repeated as Ashley drew in a huge 
ragged breath and started to cry.

"You did it!" Ashley gasped as Agatha untied the soggy 
shoelace. "You were wonderful Sally! Thank you! Oh thank you! I 
knew you would save me!"

The two sisters hugged after Agatha dumped Ashley onto the 
desktop. "I did it for you! I had to do it! Thank God you're alive!" 
Sally sobbed as the giant looked down on them. "It was terrible, 
but I couldn't let you drown!"

"Jeez! Don't act like you had to do something nasty!" the 
redhead smirked. "How could something that felt so good be as 
disgusting as you're both acting?" She giggled. "You do look 
pretty nasty, lesbo Sally! My juice has your hair all matted and 
disgusting looking. That's your fault though. You made me cum so 
good!"

"Please Agatha! Let us go now!" The gooey Sally sobbed. "I 
swear we won't tell! Who would believe us anyway? We can say 
Ashley fell on the train tracks and that's how her feet got cut off!"

"Fuck that!" Ashley managed to get up and stand. She took 
two shuffling steps before falling with a cry of pain. "That bitch 
butchered me! Why should we keep quiet about that?"

"Wow, you really are stupid!" The redhead picked the 
injured twin up and glared at her, eye to eye. "Sally is making 
every effort to kiss up to the evil monster foot chopper. You, 
you're making it very easy to think of new fun things to try!" She 
picked up the poultry shears and gave them a couple of snips. "Do 
you know how easy it would be just to snip off your head? I 
wonder how long your brain would stay alive?" She snipped the 
blades a couple of times. "Do try to say something after I behead 
you. I can read lips. I'll try to make it out."

"Please no!" Sally begged. "Take me! Don't hurt Ashley any 
more!"

Agatha tapped the bloody shears lightly on Ashley's head. "I 
have to figure out a game that pits sister against sister. Maybe I can 
find a way to quantify which one loves the other best. The more 
loving one should let her sister win. Then it'll be winner takes all, 
and gets to stay alive! The loser gets her little Barbie head chopped 
off! You guys being twins should make it easier to set up 
something fair." Her face colored. "Sally felt so much better then 
my hairbrush after all. It would be such a shame to have to go back 
to plastic! With proper care, the winner will be my special pet for 
years!"

Fear can do terrible things to people. Ashley's pain clouded 
mind flew into a frenzy of panic. "We aren't twins any more!" she 
wailed as she swung her injured legs. "It wouldn't be fair!"

Sally's eyes opened wide. "No! Ashley, what are you 
saying?" The tiny teen threw up her arms as if warding off an 
attack. "Take it back! Tell Agatha it's fair! Please!"

"Hey, you're right!" The redhead plunked the footless girl 
and the shears down to the desktop and turned her attention to 
Sally. "She made a valid point. Sorry, but I have to fix you up too! 
We have to keep things on the level, after all. I don't want to be 
accused of playing favorites."

Sally screamed and ran as the massive hand came towards 
her. "No! Ashley, tell her no! Tell her the game will be fair the 
way we are! You're always better then me at everything anyway! I 
need the advantage! Please! Don't cut me!"

Ashley crawled after her sister. "It isn't fair! How can I 
compete with you if I don't have feet? Agatha, do it to her too! 
Make us twins again!" 

The redhead laughed as she snatched up the screaming 
running girl. "Don't be such a baby!" She picked up the vicodin 
and shoved the pill into the girl's face while turning her back to the 
desk and Ashley. "Nibble it!" she ordered, while showing Sally 
that she had scooped up the severed feet too. "On second though, 
your sister did it without drugs, so you can too!" She dropped the 
pill to the floor, but kept hold of the gristly body parts.

Sally struggled as the loops of the cable ties were placed 
loosely around her legs. She stared up at the redhead as 
understanding dawned in her fearful mind. "It's too tight!" she 
wailed, as Agatha thrust a severed foot in her hands. "Oh God! 
Ashley, please say no! Please don't let this happen!"

"Cut off the bitch's feet!" the maimed girl screamed. "Make 
it fair! Let me have a chance to win! I don't want to be the one to 
die! I know I can beat her at anything if you chop off her feet too!"

"You heard your sister. I guess she is in charge of you!" 
Agatha scooped the shears back up. She managed to snip them 
loudly, while tossing a tiny foot to the desktop. "One more!" she 
cried joyfully as she snipped a second time.

The teen in her hand looked up in shock as Agatha winked at 
her. She was still whole! Sally screamed for all she was worth to 
protect the illusion the redhead had set up.

"I'm so sorry, Sally!" Ashley sighed in relief. "I needed a 
chance! I couldn't just let you win! I have to be the one to live!"

"One more step!" The redhead announced as she put the 
shears down on the edge of the desk, and picked up the brulee 
torch. Making sure her body blocked the view; she brought the 
flame slowly towards Sally. The teen had caught on fast! She held 
her sister's foot out and let Sally burn the toes off of it while 
screaming her lungs out! "Ew! That really does stink!" She gave 
the doll-sized girl a little shake to shut her up. "Oh look! It runs in 
the family! Poor little footless Sally passed out too!" Agatha put 
the girl down, and placed the brulee torch to block the view of the 
girl's unharmed feet.

Ashley took a deep breath to settle her nerves. "Agatha, if 
you kill her now, I swear I won't tell! Did you think it was good 
when she made you cum? I've slept with girls! I know how to 
REALLY make it feel good! I'll climb completely up inside you 
and make you go wild! Sally's naïve, she'll never make you cum 
as good as I can! Just kill her now and get it over with!" 

"Wow! I guess you don't love Sally as much as I thought you 
did!" Agatha grinned when she saw the unharmed twin silently sit 
up and slip the loose cable ties off of her legs. "I guess I'm just a 
dumb kid to believe sisters would love each other to the end." 

"I do love her!" Ashley cried. "I love living more though! I'll 
make sure I pleasure you in ways you can't imagine if you keep 
me alive! I swear it!" The teen stared up at Agatha with pleading 
eyes. "One quick snip! Cut off her head before she wakes up! That 
way she'll never know what happened!"

Sally tiptoed quietly towards Ashley. The teen tested the size 
of the loop in the tie she carried. She seemed grimly happy that it 
could fit easily over her head. 

Agatha laughed and picked up her camera. This was gonna 
be good! She started recording. "Would you wriggle up inside my 
womb?" she asked with a wicked grin. "I'd have to give you a 
piece of tubing to breathe through. I know I have to make you 
smaller to pack you in there. I'll pick you if you agree to live 
inside me and get all your air through a snorkel coming out my 
panties! Give me your word and Sally's head will roll!"

"I swear it!" Ashley climbed painfully to her feet and put a 
hand over her heart. "I swear I'll do anything you say, as long as 
it's Sally who dies! Now hurry up and cut the bitch's head off 
before she comes to!"

"You fucking bitch!" Sally lunged at her sister and knocked 
the unsteady amputee on her face! "I want to live! I will live!" she 
wrestled the cable tie over her sister's head and settled it around 
her neck. "Good bye, Ashley!" she screamed as she braced a foot 
on her struggling sister's back.

"No! Wait! I was just stalling her! I was stalling for time! I'd 
never, Huuuh!" It was too late! Ashley was beyond talking! With a 
sizzling zip, the tie was pulled tight! Her neck was clamped tighter 
then any human hand could ever strangle!

"Way to go. Sally!" Agatha cheered as Ashley convulsed in 
breathless agony. The injured girl pawed at the thick plastic 
banding her neck. She tore open flesh, but it was no use! Ashley 
actually broke two of her fingers without even feeling the pain as 
she clawed at the strap crushing her throat. Oozing blood made the 
nylon slippery, but still she tried in frantic desperation! She just did 
not have the strength to break that deadly nylon strap. The dying 
teen writhed in mindless fear as her vision began to grow dim. 

"I win!" Sally's eyes glowed with the light of insanity as she 
did a little victory dance. "I win! You lose! Can you hear me 
Ashley? You're dead; you just haven't stopped moving yet! I get 
to live! Rest in peace you fucking cunt! You wanted me dead, but 
I'm not going anywhere! I'm finally better then you!"

Plastic boots beat a frenzied tattoo and urine flowed free as 
the end grew near. Mouth and eyes opened wide, Ashley reached 
out blindly and grabbed her sister's leg with astounding strength. 
Sally yanked free and danced clear.

"I'm an only sister!" she cried as Ashley flopped around like 
a fish out of water. "You'll never boss me around again!" Sally 
jumped back once more and caught her heel on the bloody poultry 
shears. She teetered for a second, waving her arms wildly. "Help 
me!" she screamed as she fell backwards over the stainless steel 
blades, and continued off the edge of the table. At her tiny size, the 
thirty-inch drop was equivalent to falling eighteen feet headfirst!

Imagine holding a hard-boiled egg at waist level. Drop that 
egg. The sound would be very close to the distinct crack Agatha 
heard as Sally's head impacted the hard wood floor. "Holy hell and 
a fuck! The psycho bitches killed each other off!" She zoomed in 
on the girl crumpled on the floor and nudged her with a toe. 
"Neck's broke." She said calmly while Sally's head wobbled 
loosely from side to side. She flipped the still girl over on her face 
and noticed the skull had actually split open. "Ew! Her brain is 
oozing out too! That's so disgusting!"

Agatha prided herself on keeping her room neat. She hurried 
to empty the water out of her Biscotti jars and stuffed the twin 
corpses head first into the one without the pinhole. "Damn! Piss on 
my desk, and brain matter on the floor! I should get a drop cloth 
like painters use so I can cut down on the mess!" The redhead 
laughed as she wiped up the mess. "Thank goodness they didn't 
crap themselves! That would have really been nasty!"

The naked girl took jar, sheers and brulee torch back to the 
kitchen. "Sorry ladies! This is where we part company!" She took 
the sheers and started cutting the twins into small easy to manage 
pieces. Blood flowed as one by one the arms and legs of the dead 
girls plunked into the stainless steel sink as she snipped away 
industriously on their lifeless bodies. Even the two tiny feet made 
the mix. 

The redhead tried for a moment to get her Bratz boots back 
off of Ashley's severed legs, but the glue was too strong. All she 
did was expose the bones and end up with two boots full of bloody 
meat. Oh well! She cut those into smaller pieces to make sure 
they'd go down the drain properly. The plunks were louder and 
more solid as first Ashley's, then Sally's heads bounced into the 
basin. Agatha then made the mistake of cutting Sally's trunk in 
half. "Oh gross!" she gagged as the severed sections of intestine 
unrolled to release a fantastic stink as they dropped into the sink. 
"That's disgusting! People sure smell on the inside!"

Once the bodies were in sections, the redhead began feeding 
the bloody mess down the garbage disposal. "Parting is such sweet 
sorrow." She laughed as the machine whirred away. The high 
torque motor made the hardened steel blades flash effortlessly 
through flesh, sinew, muscle, and delicate little bones. Agatha may 
have just as easily been discarding old and limp carrots, or any 
other common rotten garbage. 

Before long she was down to just the heads. She pressed 
them together, face-to-face, mouth to gaping slack jawed mouth. 
"Kiss and make up! Sisters should never part company in anger!" 
Giggling, she faced each head down into the maw of the disposal. 
"Just in case you guys still have a tiny spark of life left, watch 
this!" She dropped the heads in face first, running more water 
down the drain as the disposal ground away productively. The 
motor actually strained a tiny bit, smashing and tearing what was 
left of the twins into gory gray matter soup.

Agatha took her time and carefully washed the leftover blood 
off of her hands, arms, and chest. "Shit! Why didn't I just shrink 
them down to a half-inch or something? It would have been a lot 
easier!" she grinned. "Not as fun though, I'd bet!" 

The smell seemed to be lingering, so she ran to the laundry 
room for a bottle of bleach. "That should do it." She gasped as she 
upended the bottle and emptied it all over the insides of the sink. 
The caustic fluid gurgled down the drain to make fast work of 
rinsing away the blood and gore. "That should eliminate any trace 
DNA." Agatha giggled. "As if! I doubt if any modern tests could 
pick up miniaturized molecules!"

She washed the sheers and put them and the brulee torch 
away. "There! Now everything is back to normal!" It was expected 
when she heard a door open right behind her. "Hi Louie!" she 
exclaimed as the dapper man entered the kitchen. "Today has been 
crazy!"

Louie polished his monocle and smiled. "I should think so!" 
He laughed. "Did you enjoy that magnificent canine you visited 
today?"

The redhead blushed from head to toe. "Oh, you saw that?"

"Come now child." His smile was kind. "I have seen your 
pornography collection. Did you think I would be shocked if you 
should be curious and bold enough to try felatio on such a 
handsome beast?"

"Wally is pretty, isn't he?" she giggled. "Sorry I didn't video 
it all while I was in the locker room."

Louie ruffled her hair and laughed. "A lady does deserve 
some private time, Aggie dear." He walked over and looked into 
the refrigerator. Cracking open a bottle of water, he took a sip. 
"Not everyone wants to be an Internet sensation after all." 

The naked girl grinned up at her visitor. "I did promise Wally 
I'd be back. I was sort of thinking about maybe making a recording 
just for my private collection. Would you like a copy if I do?"

He bowed. "Young lady, I would be honored to accept such a 
recording!"

"Then it's settled! I bet Wally is looking forward to it."

Louie winked. "I suppose you aren't?"

"I never said that!" she giggled. "I sort of liked the taste."

Her benefactor smiled broadly. "I'm sure you did. I expect 
you'll find your brother's taste even more enjoyable." 

Agatha gasped. "Hey! That's nasty! I would never think 
about Jeff that way!"

Louie put a finger under her chin and made her look up at 
him. "My dear child. I can read you like a book. Besides, do you 
forget our first meeting? That hairbrush is certainly a poor stand in 
for someone as physically imposing as your brother Jeffery."

"His cock is scary big!" she clapped a hand over her mouth, 
but couldn't help a nervous giggle. "Well, okay! I love Jeff, and he 
loves me! I just haven't figured out how to tell him I REALLY 
love him! I'm waiting until I start to develop. If I ever do!"

"That will come in time." Louie put a hand on her shoulder 
and gently turned the redhead to face the stainless steel doors of 
the refrigerator. "I know I said I wouldn't age you, but I can give 
you a tiny glimpse of things to come. Clear your mind and look 
deeply at your reflection."

Agatha stared unblinkingly at the shiny metal. Her eyes 
opened wide as the brushed stainless steel cleared to a mirror 
surface. The skinny kid reflected there sort of rippled and 
vanished. In her place stood a woman. A beautiful woman! 
"Wow!" she gasped as she stared in wonder at the sexy redhead. 
"Is that really me in the future?"

Louie laughed. "That, my dear, is how that body of yours 
will look at the age of twenty-one."

"Oh crap! I'm gonna be a hottie!" Agatha was quite pleased. 
Granted, she wasn't going to get much taller, but fuck that! She 
was going to score some real curves! "My boobs are huge!" She 
turned and looked back over her shoulder. "Baby got back! Junk in 
the trunk! Look at that ass! Jeff won't be able to keep his hands off 
of me!"

"Personally, I was noticing the distinct flare of your hips." 
Louie smiled innocently at her startled look. "Those are perfect 
child birthing hips. I believe you may find that useful."

Agatha jumped up and down, clasping both hands over her 
head like a boxer winning a title fight. "Yes! I'll give Jeff a huge 
family! I don't care if he wants ten kids! He can keep me pregnant 
and barefoot for just as long as he likes!" She stopped when her 
reflection returned to the here and now. "Louie! Tell me when it 
starts! I'm going crazy waiting to start needing a bra!"

"Sorry, kiddo." He smiled. "I can just say it's sometime 
between now and age twenty-one."

"That's okay!" The overjoyed girl threw herself at her 
otherworldly visitor and hugged him tightly. "Thank you Louie! 
Thank you for everything!"

He stiffened, but relaxed and once again ruffled the naked 
girl's hair. "Aggie, you are very welcome! It's a pleasure helping 
someone as artistically gifted as you, I must say. The twins were 
wonderful! The feet added just the right touch. The endgame 
pitting sister against sister was truly an inspiration!" He grinned 
wickedly. I do believe my favorite part was how you chose to end 
the life of that distasteful rapist. Leaving this world as dog 
droppings? Priceless!"

Agatha sensed that this was praise indeed from a true master.  
She blushed and ducked her head. "Thank you, Louie." She 
whispered. "I'll try even harder, you'll see!"

"I'm sure I will!" he slipped out of her grip as a phantom 
door opened. "I eagerly await your next masterpiece!" Louie 
slipped through the door and it vanished.

The redhead whistled a happy tune as she finished tidying up 
the kitchen. "I'm gonna be a babe! People will see me and think 
about what a little handful I'll be in bed!" she giggled. "Too bad 
for them that Jeff is the only man who'll ever know for sure! He's 
the only man good enough to put his dick in my box!" 

As she headed for the stairs, the doorbell rang. "Hey Peanut! 
Unlock the deadbolt. I'm home a little early." 

"Coming!" Agatha had long since quit trying to stop Jeff 
from calling her that silly little girl name. Frankly, she sort of liked 
it! "Hi Jeff!" she called cheerfully as the door opened. Her good 
mood suddenly evaporated. Jeff had brought Cindy home. To 
make matters worse, the redhead had sort of grown used to 
walking around the house naked. "Oh shit!" If she had sprouted 
wings, Agatha would not have made it up stairs any faster!

Her face nearly burned as she hastened to get dressed. She 
didn't have a problem if Jeff saw her naked. Why did that stuck up 
stupid big tit dumb blonde cunt have to be there too? Agatha heard 
a light tap as she yanked on her favorite jeans. "What?" she 
snapped as she unlocked the door. Damn! It was Cindy cunt!

"Hi peanut!" the simpering bitch bubbled as she stepped into 
the room. "I just wanted to have a word with you, girl to girl."

Agatha silently counted to ten, in Latin, before she trusted 
herself to speak. "Um, what about?"

The oversexed whore sat on the edge of the bed and smiled a 
fake smile. "Modesty, dear. It just isn't proper for a little girl to 
flounce around the house naked like that." The cunt's eyes seemed 
to bore into her. "I know you love your brother, but do you 
actually think you could ever tempt him away from this?" Cindy 
stood, and ran her hands sensually down her sides. "Little girl, you 
can't hope to compete with me!" The fake smile vanished as 
quickly as one of Louie's doors. "Let me be the first to tell you the 
good news. Your brother and I are getting married. If you want to 
stay living here, you'll listen to me. If not, I'll have your brother 
send you to a boarding school! Understand?"

Agatha felt like someone smacked her in the face. "I, I 
understand!" It would be so simple to shrink this fuck face bitch 
down to size! A quarter inch would be perfect! She sighed. She 
couldn't do anything right now. How would she explain it to Jeff? 
"I only went downstairs to get a drink of orange juice! I was right 
by the door and didn't think when I unlocked it! Honest!" What 
else would a stupid little kid say? "Ew! You think I want boys to 
see me naked! Yuck! Jeff is okay, but he's still a boy!"

The plastic smile came back to Cindy's face. "Oh, that's 
okay then. For a minute I thought, well, never mind!" She grabbed 
Agatha into a hug. "You'll be the little sister I've always wanted!"

Jeff looked in the room and smiled. "I am so glad my two 
best girls are getting along!"

Swallowing her pride, Agatha managed a smile. "Cindy said 
I'd be her little sister." The redhead felt the bile rise in her throat. 
"We can go shopping and everything!"

Jeff blushed. "I guess you know the good news now, Peanut. 
I was so worried you would be upset with me."

"I could never be upset about you Jeff!" That came right 
from the redhead's heart. "If you're happy, then I am too!"

Cindy let her new little sister go. "Then that's settled." She 
turned to Jeff. "Sweetie, I told you I was good with little children!"

Agatha felt all her dreams crashing around her as the lovers 
went back down the stairs. "How could this get any worse?" she 
asked just as her phone rang. "Hello, Agatha Green speaking."

"Hi Agatha. This is coach Witherspoon. Could I ask you a 
question?"

The redhead took a deep breath. Coach Millicent 
Witherspoon, her physical education teacher, seemed to have it in 
for her ever since she started high school. The bitch flatly refused 
all requests to let her use the private shower in the stuck up cunt's 
office. Every day was a lesson in humiliation having to shower 
with the other senior girls. Agatha blushed just thinking about 
those fools with their sexy bodies and big boobs laughing down at 
her as the hot water flowed around them. She sighed again. "Sure! 
How can I help you?"

"Oh, let me send you a picture first."

Agatha felt a smile spread over her face as she viewed the 
digital surveillance photograph. It was a grainy, but recognizable 
picture of her, naked, with Wally! You could plainly see the bulge 
of her cheek as she went about blowing the pretty dog's cock! 
"That's a fake!" she shouted, trying to sound upset. Here was the 
real test. "Are, um, do you have any more?"

The teacher laughed. "One is enough. The ones showing you 
sticking your dolls in a jar after the Sutter twins leave may be 
weird, but this is the money shot! What will everyone say when 
they see the cute little genius girl giving my damn dog a blowjob?"

Inwardly, the redhead cheered! The late Ashley and Sally had 
been mistaken for toys! The middle-aged cunt must not have 
caught them actually shrinking. Had she even seen Kevin attempt 
to rape her? If so, maybe she would try and blackmail him too, 
much good that would do. Good! There would be no warning of 
what it meant to mess with Agatha Green! "W-What do you 
want?" she gasped, trying to sound like a little scared kid. "I'll do 
anything to keep that picture secret!"

"I was hoping to hear that!" Coach Witherspoon laughed 
wickedly. "Be at my house in one hour, you little dog sucking slut, 
or I email this picture to every student in the entire school!"

The redhead could hardly keep from laughing at this 
welcomed event. What a great way to blow off steam after the 
unwelcome news about Cindy-bitch! "I'll be there!" she 
whispered, not trusting herself to sound frightened at a full 
speaking voice. "Please don't do anything until I get there!"

"Oh, I'll be sure to wait for you, pretty girl!" The teacher 
sounded very pleased with herself. "We're going to have lots of 
fun!"

Agatha stared at her cell phone and giggled. "That's true! I 
bet I'm going to have a really good time!"




End of part three