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Date: Sun, 1 Jan 1995 22:57:40 UTC
Subject: Gaby and Shellie - Part 1
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This is a story in three parts; the first part is not all that erotic, but
does a lot of setup work that will become important later.
The following is a work of fiction, and any similarity between the characters
and events described in this story are purely coincidental.
As always, I welcome your comments and suggestions, either directed to me
directly or posted to alt.sex.stories.d. I will respond to all e-mail.
Enjoy!
GABY AND SHELLIE
Part I
By John Anais
Gabrielle (Gaby) and Michelle (Shellie) Porter were identical twins. They
were so totally indistinguishable from one another when they were young that
even their parents couldn't tell the two of them apart. They were equally
matched in temperament and intelligence as well, and developed a bond even
tighter than most twins form. It would not have come as a surprise to learn
that when one sister got hurt, the other felt it as well, so close were they
to one another.
When the girls reached twelve, things began to change. Gaby began to
develop, but Shellie didn't, and within a year Gaby had already begun to wear
a real bra while Shellie was still in T-shirts. Surprisingly, this didn't
bother either of the girls, although Shellie was worried that something might
be wrong with her. Her hips had flared and her body had taken on some of the
curves of a woman, but she still had no visible breasts. She tried eating a
lot of fatty foods (at the suggestion of one of their friends) but that only
exaggerated the problem, as her belly began to grow but her breasts didn't.
She started to exercise, which helped her lose her belly and shaped her hips,
bottom and legs nicely, but still, no breasts. She decided that it wasn't
that important after all, and besides, she was still quite pretty and had
lots of friends, and her best friend, Gaby, still loved her.
When the girls went to high school, they began to develop different
interests. Gaby became a cheerleader and Shellie became involved in the
theater. Gaby's interests ran more to science, while Shellie's were more in
literature and history. One day, the two girls went to the mall and Gaby had
her hair cut differently and bleached blonde, then had her ears pierced.
Shellie thought her twin looked gorgeous, and was actually somewhat relieved
that the two of them would no longer be confused for one another. They still
had the same stunning aquamarine eyes, upturned nose and full lips, but now
they were even more different than before.
You would think that this would drive a wedge between them, but in fact Gaby
and Shellie became even closer than they had ever been. They were now
sharing more deeply and intimately about the great loves in their life,
Gaby's being the running back from the football team, Shellie's being the
theater and Shakespeare. Boys were coming to the house to visit Gaby, and
when Gaby was otherwise occupied Shellie would entertain them. Gaby could
handle the one-on-one relationships fine, while Shellie seemed to blossom in
a crowd.
After graduating from high school, the girls decided to take an apartment
together in the city; the agreement was that Gaby would work days and go to
school at night, while Shellie would go to school during the day and work in
the evenings. They got along famously with one another, and their friendship
became deeper.
One Saturday morning, about a year later, Shellie came in from her run and
noticed Gaby sitting at the kitchen table, just staring down at the receiver
of the cordless phone. She seemed to carry the weight of the world on her
shoulders....
"What's the matter, Gaby? Did something happen to Mom or Dad?"
"No...I just got off the phone with Steve Majors...."
"Your big love from high school?" Shellie said, teasing her sister.
"Yeah. He's in town and called to ask me out and I said yes."
"Sounds good to me, so what?"
"I already have a date with Tony for tonight." Tony and Gaby had been having
a torrid romance for several months, and it had progressed beyond the kissing
stage. Shellie had, in fact, been shocked at some of the things she had seen
her sister doing on the sofa in their living room.
"So you're screwed, right?" Shellie said, smiling a little bit. This had not
been the first time Gaby had done this. Usually she was able to cancel one
date or the other, feigning sickness, but this time there didn't seem to be
any out for her. And Shellie had always steadfastly refused to have anything
to do with her sister's man troubles.
Shellie sat down across from Gaby at the table and took her hand. "Gaby,
you've always been able to figure something out. You'll be OK, I'm sure,"
she said, smiling, then added, "I wish I could help you out here..." Gaby
looked up from the table and looked at her sister. Same eyes, same nose,
same mouth...Gaby began to smile....with a little peroxide and padding, who
could tell us apart? A huge, devilish smile spread across Gaby's beautiful
face, and Shellie knew she was in trouble.
"Shellie....." Gaby began, and her sister began to stand up. "Oh, my God,
Gaby, what are you thinking?" "I was just thinking....maybe you'd like to
fill in for me with Steve while I go out with Tony."
"GABY! HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND???" Shellie screamed, backing away. "I mean,
we really look nothing alike...."
"Bullshit, Shellie, we look exactly alike, we just wear it differently."
"Oh yeah, right. What am I supposed to tell Steve? 'Hi Steve, I've dyed my
hair brown and had a double mastectomy since the last time I saw you'?!
You're nuts!"
"Oh, for Christ's sake, Shellie, we can fix that," Gaby said, taking her
sister's hand and pulling her toward the bathroom. Shellie resisted, so Gaby
tried the one weapon she knew would work. Dropping Shellie's hand, she said,
"picture it, Shellie, the acting debut of a lifetime! If you pull this off,
you'll be the greatest actress of all time!" Still detecting a bit of
resistance, Gaby said, "oh, OK. I understand...a bit of stage fright...."
"STAGE FRIGHT! No way! It's just a stupid idea is all."
"Oh come on Shellie...please?"
"What if he wants to go to second with me?"
"Don't worry, he never tried anything with me. He probably still won't. He
was a real gentleman," Gaby said wistfully.
Shellie frowned, and said, "Oh, all right. But just this once! God, I can't
believe how stupid I am...."
Gaby led Shellie to the bathroom and had her undress, then wrapped a towel
around her neck and pulled the rubber band out of her hair. She brushed
Shellie's long brown hair smooth and had her sit on the toilet and put her
head in the sink. Gaby washed her sister's hair and rinsed it, then pulled a
box of hair coloring off the shelf. "What are you going to do with that?"
Shellie said nervously. "Come on, Shellie, it'll be OK, and besides it'll
all grow out later. Don't worry, I'm a pro at this." Following the
directions on the box, Gaby applied the bleach to her sister's hair, all the
way down to the roots, and pulled a shower cap over it.
Gaby went to her room and took a pair of diamond stud earrings out of her
jewelry box, and stopped to grab a needle from her desk. She returned to the
bathroom and rested these items on the sink as she retrieved the rubbing
alcohol and cotton balls from the medicine cabinet. "Wh-what are you going
to do?" Shellie said. "Hold still, Shellie," Gaby said. She took a cotton
swab and soaked it in alcohol, rubbed her sister's left earlobe with it,
dipped the needle in the alcohol and pushed it through her sister's ear.
"SHIT! THAT HURTS!" Shellie said, as Gaby pushed one diamond stud through
the newly-formed hole and fastened it to her ear. She did the same to
Shellie's other ear, then stepped back, took a hand held mirror and gave it
to her sister. Shellie looked at her ears, admiring the work that Gaby had
done. "Well, what do you think, Shellie?" "Aw, Grandma's earrings!" Shellie
said, and the two girls burst into gales of laughter.
A few minutes later, Gaby rinsed the peroxide out of Shellie's hair and dried
it carefully with a towel. Shellie had been a stunning brunette, now she was
just as stunning as a blonde. "Shellie, honey, you have such beautiful hair,
I'm not going to cut it; I think I'll just braid it." Gaby put her sister's
hair in a French braid, drying it with a hand-held dryer.
"Take a look, Shellie," Gaby said, and Shellie looked in the mirror. She was
stunned. She now looked nearly the same as her twin. "Is that ME?" Shellie
said, touching her face. "Yep, it's you," Gaby said. "You won't have any
trouble fooling Steve."
At about six that afternoon, Gaby and Shellie sat at Gaby's makeup table.
Gaby had finished with her own makeup, and since Shellie rarely wore much
makeup Gaby felt that she should help her and make her exactly the same way.
She started with a light makeup base, followed by rosy pink blush to raise
her sister's cheekbones. Gaby chose a light brown powder eyeshadow which,
she was proud to see, did as much for Shellie's eyes as for her own. She
outlined her sister's eyes with a liquid eye liner, and brushed mascara onto
her lashes. Shellie began to fidget, and Gaby told her "hold still...I'm
almost done." Gaby outlined Shellie's lips with a lip pencil, then followed
with a brushon lipstick.
"OK, Shellie, take a look," Gaby said. The two girls sat beside one another,
looking into the mirror. Shellie couldn't believe her eyes: they looked
absolutely identical to one another. Again. Shellie felt beautiful, and the
sight of herself in the mirror, looking completely out of character, made her
nipples stand out and she began to feel damp between the legs. She would
have the same effect on Steve that Gaby had. Perhaps this could work, she
told herself.
Gaby wasn't finished yet. She walked over to the dresser and pulled out a pin
k lace bra and panty set. "Here, Shellie, put these on," she said to her
sister, who continued to look at herself in the mirror in disbelief. Shellie
took off her bathrobe and dropped it on the bed. "Gaby, do you have a panty
liner?" she asked weakly. Gaby smiled and caressed the soft shoulders of her
twin. "If he does go to second with you, he won't think anything of it. You
are absolutely beautiful, Shellie." Shellie stretched the pink bra across
her flat chest and hooked it in front, then slipped the panties up her
slender legs. They fit a little tightly; Gaby's thighs weren't anywhere near
as big as hers. She looked at herself in a full-length mirror and still
couldn't believe what she saw. Gaby returned from the bathroom with the
cotton balls. "What God has forgotten, fill with cotton," she said,
giggling, and filled the cups of Shellie's bra.
Shellie chose a shaker knit turtleneck sweater, a pair of stirrup pants, and
a pair of low heeled pumps from her sister's wardrobe, and after she got
dressed she borrowed a silver chain and bracelet from Gaby's collection.
Gaby handed her a bottle of White Shoulders perfume, "Steve's favorite," she
said with a wink.
The two sisters stood in front of a mirror. Shellie turned from side to
side, admiring herself. She looked pretty nice with boobs, and got used to
the idea pretty quickly. Gaby smiled widely; her sister was a fox.
At eight-thirty, the doorbell rang; it was Steve. Shellie became very
nervous, but told herself that it was no more difficult than playing Lady
Macbeth and buzzed him in. Gaby made herself scarce as Shellie opened the
door.
Steve Majors filled the doorway. At six four and two hundred twenty pounds,
he towered over Shellie. His wavy red hair and dark brown eyes were even
more sexy than Shellie remembered, and he fairly swept her off her feet as he
embraced her.
"GABY! It is so good to see you again!" Steve pressed his mouth against
hers and Shellie's mouth fell open as they kissed deeply. Thank God for the
panty liner, she thought. Steve set her down on the floor and said "Look at
you! You're as gorgeous as I remember." Shellie noticed him looking her in
the eyes and turned away; she remembered Steve as having the most wonderful
eyes, and they hadn't changed a bit.
"Where's Shellie?" he asked, and as she tried to think of an answer her
sister's voice rang out from the bedroom. "Is that Steve, Gaby? Hey Steve!
Sorry I can't come out; I'm not decent!" Steve grinned and took another
look at Shellie. "God, I've missed you, Gaby...."
She smiled and grabbed her purse, and called out to her sister, "Be good on
your date, Shellie!" She took Steve's massive hand in hers and said, "come
on, let's go."
As they stood at the elevator, Steve said "so, Shellie's got a boyfriend,
huh?" "Yep, kind of hard to believe, isn't it?"
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