Within moments, Lisa groggily entered the bathroom and looked into the mirror. She gasped loudly, immediately catching Jen's attention. Jen saw what her problem was very quickly: the hairs around her ears were mostly mature. She looked like a young, teenage boy trying to get some sideburns in.
Her fingertips shook as she raised them to her ears, holding her breath. "In the right lighting, I doubt you can see them," Jennifer called, seeing her friend near tears. "They're still really short."
"It doesn't matter if they're short," Lisa said through a breaking voice, "you can see them."
The door opened and Andy walked in, not bothering to knock, as usual. Her cheery smile immediately left when she saw Lisa's head hanging and a few tears flowing down her cheek.
"Hey, what's wrong?" she asked in as calm a voice as she could. She held her sister tight and looked over at Jen, who was now rising out of the bathtub to join them.
She certainly did look fuzzy, Andy noticed. She couldn't even see the skin in some places, and her legs and arms looked especially scratchy. She motioned to Andy with her fingers, touching the skin in front of her ears.
Andy nodded. She placed her hand under Lisa's chin and lifted her head towards herself. "Let me see you."
Andy could definately see hair coming in, thick and course, in front of her ears. Placing her fingers there, it didn't feel scratchy yet, but it couldn't be missed, either. She wiped Lisa's eyes with her sleeve and brought her into a tight hug. She then checked Jen's ears and found them to still be mostly fuzz. Maybe a hair or two visible, but nothing major yet.
Lisa began scrubbing herself, again, considering whether to experiment with shampoo on the body hair or not, while Lisa and Andy undressed. Jen touched her own face once more, just to see how it was coming in. "Maybe it's because Lisa's so stressed," Jen thought to herself. Lisa had regained her composure somewhat, resigning herself to stare blankly ahead as she undressed, just as she always did when trouble came.
Sure enough, Lisa looked a lot like Jen when she had disrobed. Her arms and hands were covered with a shadow, and Lisa found herself scratching at the backs of her hands. The hair between her legs and on her buttocks was particularly dark, and her pubic hair had started coming in vigorously. Lisa was intentionally averting her eyes, not wanting yet to see what was becoming increasingly apparent.
Luckily, Lisa's family had been blessed with quite a bit of wealth from her father, and the two girls' bathtub was quite large, so Andy settled herself inbetween Jen and Lisa.
"I'll wash you guys' backs," she offered. "Are you using shampoo yet, or just soap?"