Meadow stroked the brush once over Blair's bare pussy. Blair smiled down at her slit as a sparse layer of short red hairs poked through the skin.
Suddenly, a loud knock echoed through Sierra's living room. Sierra grabbed a towel and wrapped around her fuzzy, naked body. Once she was properly covered, she went to the door and opened it. At the door stood two girls about Blair's age. One was a tall, muscular, black girl whose kinky curls fluffed gently around her toned shoulders. The other was a Puerto Rican girl with golden brown skin and shiny black hair done up in a ponytail. She was shorter and leaner than her African-American friend, but just as fit-looking. They were both wearing sleeveless tops, artfully ripped denim shorts, and flip-flops.
"Is Blair Belville here?" asked the buff black girl.
Upon hearing her name, Blair craned her head around Sierra to see who it was. She instantly recognized the girls as Monique Jefferson and Mia Vasquez, two of her friends from the cheerleading squad. Despite their constant contact with Lacy Cunningham, the two were luckily a hell of a lot nicer. Monique was the daughter of a Methodist minister, and often found it difficult to balance her very prominent wild side with her conservative parents. She had a secret crush on Lacy (who, Blair had to admit, WAS pretty hot), but hadn't worked up the nerve to tell her. Mia was the rough-and-tumble daughter of an Olympic gymnast, and she adored any thing physical and loathed anything ultra-girly. She used to wear her body hair completely natural, but Lacy had made her shave off everything but her bush, and even that had to be kept trimmed short. Blair suspected that Mia had never forgiven Lacy for this.
"Yeah, my sister's here," answered Sierra. "Who wants to know?"
"I'm Monique Jefferson," said the black girl, "and this is my friend Mia Vasquez. We're on the cheer squad with Blair, and we saw her heading here instead of to school. We're supposed to practice our routine after school, and we want to know why the hell she's ditching."
"Hi, Monique, Mia!" called Blair. "Come on in!"
Sierra stepped aside and let the two girls in. The cheerleaders gawked at the naked, hairy women who greeted them. "The fuck is going on?!" asked Mia. "Did you really skip school to have an ORGY with your SISTER, Blair?!" Monique couldn't help but give Blair a look of admiration. She wished that SHE could do something that daring.
Mia found herself studying Meadow's shaggy, almost furry, body. She sadly recalled a time when she was free to grow out her own fuzz. Her parents had never minded, but being a cheerleader meant you had to follow certain rules. If only Lacy didn't mind girls with some fur. But Meadow was far hairier than Mia had been even in her heyday. Her monstrous bush stuck out four inches from her pussy, and a luscious treasure trail climbed up to the hippie's bellybutton and even a bit beyond. As for Meadow's arms and legs, if they had much more hair they'd look devolved! And then there was the enticing halo of curly dark hairs around her nipples and the little bristles on her upper lip. Mia wished with all her heart she could grow hair in those places.
Meadow posed suggestively. "Admiring the view, are we?"
"Y-yeah," Mia admitted, embarrassedly averting her gaze from the glorious yeti in front of her.
Krystal shook her head and smiled. "She's fucking ADORABLE, Blair!"
Monique chuckled. "Don't be so shy, Mia! You see naked girls all the time in the school showers. Hell, you make out with Jess in the school showers!"
"But these are ADULTS, Mo!" Mia retorted. "Really, really HOT adults!" She was suddenly distracted by the sight of a few downy hairs poking out of the skin above Blair's pussy, which certainly hadn't been there last Friday. And then there was the redhead's flaming tresses: they were falling to her feet like a robe. The Latina smiled. "¡Madre Mía, Blair! You're growing out your chocha bush! And it's muy increíble what you've done with your head hair, too. Rock on!"
Blair smiled. "You wanna know how I'm growing it out? Magic!"
"¡Los cojones!" scoffed Mia. "Bullcrap! No such thing!"
Monique, on the other hand, looked intrigued. "Just a sec, Mia. Let's hear her out."
"Let me show you!" said Blair. Meadow handed Blair the brush. The redhead spread her legs wide, giving her fellow chearleaders a clear view of her slightly hairy pussy. She gave it a quick brush, and the fleecy hairs grew out a few centimeters. They thickened and coarsened ever so slightly. It was by no means a large or even average bush, but the change was apparent.
Mia stared in dumbfounded awe. "¡Carajo! Mo, are you SEEING this?!!"
Monique's eye's bugged out of her head. "I sure as hell am!"
Krystal ran her hand over the thick curls of her bush. "Yup! Magic is fucking real, kids, and look at he hot shit it can do!"
Monique stared at Krystal's pelt with envy. She wore her own pubes natural, but it was a pretty modest affair. As for the treasure trail and the thigh hair, no fucking way could her body do that! Without a magic brush, anyway...
"So," asked Blair, "wanna join in the fun?"
"The more the merrier!" Sierra laughed.
"Hell yeah!" roared Mia, pumping her caramel-colored fist in the hair. "Fuck Lacy's rules! If she boots me from la escuadra, I'll just join the soccer team!"
"Count me in!" shouted Monique. "I want a bush like THAT!!" She pointed giddily at Krystal's haystack.
Meadow smiled happily. "Righteous!"