Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. >Worst Babysitting Job Ever by TheBlushingPrincess Part 1: The Magic Show Katie was already living what she thought was the worst spring break ever. She was supposed to be on a gorgeous beach in Mexico, perfecting her tan, turning the heads of all the cute college guys. And Katie certainly had the kind of body that was built for turning heads. A natural, beautiful face with just the right curves in just the right places. And she knew it. Even so, she had never shared her body with a guy. Not only that, she had never even shown her body to a guy. Sure, she had been on plenty of dates in this, her freshman year at college. Maybe it was modesty. Or maybe she simply hadn -(TM)t found the right guy yet. But for the time being, she was keeping her nakedness to herself. Unfortunately, Katie -(TM)s spring-break trip with her friends had been cancelled. Yet another Covid-related disappointment. So here she was, back at home for the week. When Katie was in high school, she would sometimes baby sit for a couple of kids, Susie and Cutie. (Katie had no idea what Cutie -(TM)s real name was; everyone just called her Cutie.) Susie and Cutie were sisters, aged eleven and nine respectively. What made things a bit interesting was that Katie had dated the girls -(TM) older brother, Garrett. He was hot stuff. Muscular; handsome face; athletic; popular. A fine catch, indeed. The thing is, Katie and Garrett had a horrible falling out in the middle of their senior year. They each blamed the other, things were said, feelings were hurt, and nobody ever apologized. To say there was -bad blood - between Katie and Garrett would have been an understatement. Still, with nothing better to do that evening, and needing a little extra cash, when Susie and Cutie -(TM)s mom called Katie to see if she would babysit, she agreed. ------------------ Katie was finishing up the dinner dishes while Susie and Cutie were hanging out on the couch playing on their phones. But they were getting bored. They came wandering into the kitchen. -We -(TM)re bored, - Cutie announced. Katie turned her head. -Well, what did you have in mind? - -I don -(TM)t know. - -We could play Sorry! You used to like to play that game. - -Naah. - -Hey, what about that magic set I saw in the living room. Do you want to show me some magic? - Cutie perked up. She had just gotten a new magic set for her birthday and actually was pretty into it. -Yeah! I -(TM)ll get it out and do a show for you and Susie! - Susie rolled her eyes a little, but being a loving big sister agreed to attend the magic show (provided, of course, that she could continue texting during the performance). Cutie found a card table and laid out all the various magic tricks from the set. She instructed Katie and Susie to sit on the floor in front of her. Cutie (aptly named, as she was really just cute as a button), performed trick after trick. Cups and balls. Disappearing scarves. Sword through coin. She had a million of them. She actually did a nice job with the tricks, and Katie and Susie clapped for her enthusiastically. -For my next trick, - Cutie announced, -I need a volunteer from the audience. - Katie helpfully raised her hand. -Excellent, Katie. Step right up here! - Cutie went into her patter. -Harry Houdini was one of the greatest magicians of all time. He was an escape artist. - Cutie had to slow down on the words -escape artist - to make sure she pronounced them correctly. Katie smiled sweetly at her. Cutie produced a pair of plastic handcuffs from behind her card table and held them up. -Katie, step right over here. - Cutie brought Katie to the wall where there was a large built-in bookcase with a decorative but sturdy metal beam running from floor to ceiling. -Katie, I need you to put your right hand through this cuff. - Having heard stories for years about babysitters getting tied up, she was a little skeptical. But these were just plastic handcuffs. Clearly, if needed, she would be able to escape with minimal effort. So she went along with Cutie -(TM)s instructions. Cutie closed the plastic cuff around Katie -(TM)s wrist. -Excellent. Now as you know, Harry Houdini could escape from just about anything. Sometimes, he would take a key just like this one -- - she produced a small plastic key from behind the card table -and hide it in his pocket. - Cutie placed the plastic key in Katie -(TM)s pocket. -Now Katie, I need you to put your hands over your head while I put your other wrist into the cuff. - Again, Katie felt confident she would be able to easily get out if needed, in case of emergency. So she went along. She put her hands above her head as Cutie climbed up on a chair and cuffed Katie -(TM)s hands to the metal beam. Now, with Katie cuffed to the beam, Cutie climbed down. -Okay, Katie. Now the trick is for you to escape! Just like Houdini! - Katie thought this was a pretty lame trick. Of course she didn -(TM)t say anything. Not wanting to break the cuffs, she attempted to contort her body so she could extract the key from her pocket and release the cuffs. She twisted this way and that, but was unable to retrieve the key. Finally, she admitted defeat. -Sorry, Cutie. I guess I -(TM)m not Houdini. - Cutie was disappointed. Somehow she thought that Katie would actually perform an amazing escape. Cutie pulled the key out of Katie -(TM)s pocket and climbed back up to unlock the cuffs. She fumbled around with the key for a bit. -I think it -(TM)s stuck. - Susie stood up. -Here. Let me try. - Susie climbed up onto the chair and attempted to release the cuffs. -Huh. I can -(TM)t do it either. They -(TM)re stuck. - Katie said, -Okay. Give me the key. - She tried to unlock herself, and in the process, the plastic key broke off inside the keyhole. Cutie looked worried. -Uh oh. - Katie, having foreseen that this might have been a problem, simply pulled and twisted her wrists, figuring the plastic cuffs would break. But the odd thing was, they didn -(TM)t break. These weren -(TM)t the same plastic cuffs that she remembered from magic kits when she grew up. These were like crazy, industrial-strength plastic. Now she was starting to panic a little. She pulled and twisted and yanked. But nothing. Nothing happened. She was stuck. This was no good. Susie offered, -I -(TM)ll call my brother. He -(TM)s out with some friends. He can come home and get you out. - Katie had been hoping she wouldn -(TM)t need to see Garrett this evening. And she certainly didn -(TM)t want him to see her like this. It would just be yet another embarrassment for her -- and something for him to gloat about. But it seemed that was the only option. -Okay, Susie. - That -(TM)s fine. Susie texted Garret. -Need your help with something. Kind of an emergency. Can you stop by the house? It will just take a minute. - She waited. Garrett was a caring, loving, big brother. The reply came back, -Sure. Be there in 30 minutes. - -Garrett will be here in about a half hour, - Susie announced. So there they were. Susie, Cutie, and Katie. Things were quiet for a minute and everyone -(TM)s mind started to wander a bit. Susie, being a curious pre-teen, had a lot of questions. And with literally a captive audience in Katie, now seemed like a good time to get some answers. -Katie? - asked Cutie. -Yes? - Susie looked down at her own flat chest and then looked at Katie -(TM)s full breasts. -When will I get boobs? - Katie was a bit taken aback by the question, but wanted to answer honestly for her. -Well, it happens at different times for different girls. But I guess mine started to develop when I was about 12. - There was silence again as Susie processed the new information. -Katie? - asked Cutie. -Yes? - -Can I look at your boobs? - Katie was shocked at the question. -No. Certainly not. - -But I -(TM)m just curious. I -(TM)ve never really seen them and I want to know what to expect. - -Haven -(TM)t you seen your mom -(TM)s? - -No. She says they are -~private. -(TM) So please? Can I please see yours? Pleeeaase? - Then Cutie chimed in. -I want to see them too, please. - Katie was losing her patience. -No. Absolutely not. You cannot see my boobs. - She struggled at the plastic cuffs even harder, not understanding how they were possibly this strong! Susie stepped closer to Katie. -You know, I could just lift your shirt off if I wanted to. I mean, you wouldn -(TM)t be able to do anything about it. - -Don -(TM)t you dare. - -Why not? I could just step onto this chair -- - she stepped on the chair -- -and put my hands on your shirt like this -- - she grabbed the bottom of Katie -(TM)s tee-shirt -- -and just pull it up over your head -- like this. - And up the shirt went. Katie squirmed around to try to keep the shirt from moving up, but it was impossible. And before she knew it, her tee-shirt was tucked behind her head. -You are in BIG trouble, Susie. - Susie reached for her cell phone. -What are you doing? Put down that phone! - -I just want to take a picture so I can show my friends. They -(TM)ve never seen boobs either. - -Don -(TM)t you dare take that picture. I -(TM)m warning you, Susie. Put that phone down. - Click. Flash. -There. It -(TM)s perfect. Do you want to see? - Susie held up the phone to Katie -(TM)s face. Yes, indeed, there she was, hands cuffed behind her head with her shirt up and over her. - -Delete that picture RIGHT NOW! I -(TM)m not kidding! - Susie climbed back up onto the chair. -But I haven -(TM)t seen your boobs yet. I only saw your bra. I want to see your boobs! - -You are not seeing my boobs! No way! - Susie ignored her. She reached behind her and found the clasp. Her little fingers fumbled with it a bit, but one by one, they undid the hooks on the back of Katie -(TM)s bra. -Stop it right now! You are going to be in BIG trouble. - Susie effortlessly lifted Katie -(TM)s bra off of her, reuniting it with Katie -(TM)s shirt behind her neck. Katie was shaking wildly, now doing everything she could to get free. She didn -(TM)t care if she tore the house down with her. But those plastic cuffs were stronger than ever and that metal beam wasn -(TM)t going anywhere. Meanwhile, Susie had climbed back down off the chair and was standing in front of Katie, holding her cell phone. -Okay, Katie. Smile! - -What??? - Click. Flash. -Oh, this is a great picture! Your boobs are so big and soft-looking. My friends are going to like this picture a lot. I hope we all get boobs as big and soft as yours! - -Susie, you have got to put my bra and shirt back on. Okay? You -(TM)ve had your look. You -(TM)ve seen them. Now get me dressed before Garrett gets here!!! - -But Katie, I have some more questions. - -More questions??? - -Do you have hair between your legs? - Katie didn -(TM)t like where this was headed. -You are not taking off my pants, Susie. You are not! - -I didn -(TM)t say I was going to take off your pants. I just asked if you have hair between your legs. - Katie wasn -(TM)t interested in answering, but she felt she had no choice. -It -(TM)s complicated. Yes, I did. But I have it removed. - -You mean you -(TM)re bald??? - Katie couldn -(TM)t believe she was hearing these words come out of the mouth of an eleven-year-old. -Yes, - Katie said, exasperated. -I got hair when I was just about your age or a little older. But now I have the hair removed. - Katie thought about it. It sounded crazy to her. She knew that her mom shaved her legs and her armpits. But to shave her hair between her legs? That sounded strange. -I want to see! - -Absolutely not. - -I don -(TM)t think you can stop me. - Susie walked over to Katie and undid her belt. Katie was thrashing wildly. She figured if she could create a moving target, Susie would be unsuccessful in her efforts. But at the same time, Katie didn -(TM)t want to hurt Susie by kicking her. That would be even worse, and she would certainly get in trouble if she hurt Susie, despite the intrusion on her privacy. But Susie was undeterred. She managed to slip Katie -(TM)s tight jeans all the way down to her ankles. -I -(TM)m warning you -- put down that camera! - Click. Flash. -Your legs are so smooth and hairless. My friends will be really excited to see them. I hope we all have legs as smooth and pretty as yours someday! But I want to see the bald spot between your legs. - -Noooo. Please. Absolutely not! You are going to be in so much trouble! - Susie stepped up to Katie, grabbed the waistband of her panties, and swoosh. Down to her ankles. Susie just pointed and giggled. -Wow! It is bald! There -(TM)s not a single hair anywhere! I need a picture of this to show my friends! - -NO! STOP! PUT THAT PHONE AWAY RIGHT NOW! - Click. Flash. -That -(TM)s great, Katie. Thank you. I really appreciate it. I won -(TM)t show the pictures to anyone. Just my friends at school. We -(TM)re all curious what we -(TM)re going to look like in a few years. I hope we all grow up to be as pretty as you. But I don -(TM)t know if I will shave between my legs. That sounds strange. - -Okay, Susie. You -(TM)ve had your fun. Now get me dressed! - -Not yet, okay. I want to spend a little more time looking at your body. There -(TM)s so much I need to learn. I haven -(TM)t even looked at your butt yet! - -SUSIE! GET ME DRESSED! - -In a little while. Cutie and I are going to take our bath. And then when we -(TM)re done, I -(TM)ll come back and look at you some more, take some more pictures, and then get you dressed. Okay? - Susie turned, took Cutie by the hand, and said, -Come on, Cutie. Let -(TM)s go take our bath. - And they walked out of the room. -GET BACK HERE RIGHT NOW! GET ME DRESSED THIS INSTANT! - But it was too late. Katie heard the water running. She would need to remain naked until after the bath. She stood there, helpless. And then she remembered -- Oh, Shit. Garrett will be here any minute. Shit, shit, shit! Susie pulled and twisted and struggled with everything she had to get out of those damned plastic cuffs. What the hell are these possibly made of that they could be this strong? Why would toy cuffs in a magic set need to be so fucking sturdy? Damn it!!! And then, she heard the car pulling up in the driveway. She heard the car door open. She heard the beep as the door was locked. But then she heard voices. Yes. Plural. It wasn -(TM)t just Garrett. It was Garrett and his buddies! Surely they wouldn -(TM)t all come in. They would wait in the car, wouldn -(TM)t they? Wouldn -(TM)t they??? She heard the front door unlock and open. -Hey guys, - came Garrett -(TM)s voice. -My sister just needs help with something. It -(TM)ll just take a minute. You can hang out in the living room while I see what Susie needs. - One last struggle. One last twist. One last desperate pull. But nothing. Nothing at all. Garrett called out as he walked further into the house, -Susie? It -(TM)s me! I -(TM)m here! - His footsteps (and those of his buddies) were getting closer and closer to the living room. Katie turned her body away from the door and braced for impact.