Lacy jumped at the sound of the bathroom door opening. "Hey, Lacy!" a familiar voice rang out. "Can I borrow some nail pol— WHAT! THE! FUUUUUCK?!!" In the doorway stood Olivia Cunningham, Lacy's 18-year-old sister who had recently arrived home for spring break. Her sapphire blue eyes bugged out as she took in the surreal scene before her.
"Uhhh..." Lacy blushed, "h-hi there, Sis."
"What the actual FUCK is going on in here, Lacy?!" screamed Olivia.
"Errm..." mumbled Lacy, trying to stuff her overflowing pit bushes under her armpits, "a sleepover. With the cheer squad, like I told you this afternoon."
Olivia rolled her eyes. "You know what I mean." She pointed to the frizzy mountains of blonde hair spilling out from Lacy's arms no matter what she did to attempt to conceal them. "How the hell did you grow those things overnight?! And what in the HOLY FUCKING NAME OF GOD is going on with THAT girl?!" Olivia pointed at Blair. "She looks like a fucking lion! And those two girls aren't much better." She gestured at Mia and Sita's shaggy, hirsute bodies. "Also, you're all naked. Would you please clue me in? I promise, I won't judge."
Lacy raised a perfectly sculpted eyebrow (which she was looking forward to un-sculpting soon. "You sure you're ready for this?"
Olivia nodded, flipping her shoulder-length blonde hair nonchalantly. "Why shouldn't I be?"
"Because I'm about to ask you to believe in something impossible," said Lacy. She paused. "Magic."
Olivia stiffened. "Say what?"
"She's telling the truth," said Blair. She held up Meadow's brush. "See this brush? I borrowed it from my sister's friend Meadow."
"Meadow Larkin?" asked Olivia. Blair nodded. "She's in my English class at college!"
"Well, she bought this brush to go natural properly," said Blair. "She couldn't grow much body hair of her own, so she visited some mysterious shop and bought this. Each brush makes hair sprout at impossible speed. She loaned it to us, and we just kinda thought it would be fun to, you know... play around with it at the sleepover."
Olivia glanced amusedly at the naked forms of Lacy and her friends. "'Playing around,' huh?" she giggled. "So it's THAT kind of sleepover. More power to ya, Lacy. You really should just come out like I did, you know. Yeah, Dad got weird about it for a while, but he came around. Hell, he uses it to look progressive to his political colleagues."
"You're taking this whole magic brush thing pretty well," said Jess.
"Hey, I achieved peak shock when I opened the door and got a load of your hairy, mutant bodies," Olivia laughed. "At least this gives me a fucking explanation. I would kinda like some proof though."
"You asked for it!" Lacy laughed. She took the magic brush from Blair and brushed over her eyebrows. As she brushed, her brows grew thick and wild, looking more like they belonged on a cavewoman than on a preppy cheerleader. Finally, her bushy eyebrows met in the middle, merging into a sexy unibrow.
"Jesus!" said Olivia. "I guess you really weren't shitting me. You look awesome, by the way."
"Thanks," Lacy smiled.
Olivia reached out her hand towards Blair's brilliant red mane. "You ALL look really damn awesome. You look more like some tribal goddess than a human."
"Jeez, thanks!" chirped Blair. "Believe me, I FEEL like a goddess."
Olivia laughed nervously. "Can I... touch it?"
Blair grinned lustfully. "I'd be disappointed if you didn't."
Olivia nodded and plunged her hand through the fluffy volume of Blair's mane. The blonde marveled at its silky softness and thickness. By the time Olivia felt Blair's collarbone, her arm was buried halfway to the elbow in lustrous, shiny hair every bit as thick and beautiful as the hair that grew from the redhead's scalp. Olivia traced her fingers up Blair's neck, the growth of the mane continuing into it reached the chin. It was the most magical, otherworldly thing Olivia had ever experienced. She blushed a bit as Blair's exposed, hairy nipples brushed against own clothed bust. She felt her (hairless) nipples harden beneath her bra.
Mia nudged Lacy. "Looks like your sister's having a good time."
Olivia released Blair's mane and turned back to face the rest of the cheer squad, a thoughtful look on her face. "Hmmm... you know what? You girls can really help me out."
"Oh really?" Lacy chuckled. "Need some emergency body hair? Your girlfriend have exotic tastes?"
Olivia rolled her eyes. "Real funny, Little Sis. Actually, this has nothing to do with Grace. I'm about to enter this really prestigious sorority, Alpha Gamma Lambda, and I have to be hazed before they let me in. Thing is, they want me to grow out my body hair, get really shaggy. Well, you know how unhairy I am, Lacy. If I stopped shaving, nobody would know the difference without a magnifying glass. But these girls won't be satisfied if I show up as anything less than a furry-ass yeti. I wasn't sure what to do, but I think I have a plan."
"You can count on us!" said Lacy. "I'm sure all the squad would love to see you go full cavewoman on us."
Monique nodded, trying to keep a lustful look off her face. She honestly didn't know which Cunningham sister she was more attracted to, Lacy or Olivia. "Y-yeah, that'd be so hot... err, great, I mean."