"I'm hungry," offered Spot. And, before she even knew what she was doing, Dusty sat down and began unbottoning her blouse.
At first she was going to question just how realistic it was to have a thirteen year old breat-feeding an eight year old,
but as Spot began to drink the milk, Dusty become too happy to even care how realistic anything was anymore. Ty just stood
there watching, taking great pride in the girls he'd created.
Suddenly, their happy moment was interrupted by the door swinging open, as an intense heat fillled the room. Standing in
the doorway was Mark, still old and fat as Ty had made him earlier, but raging mad.
"What are you doing in my house?" he yelled at the top of his lungs. As he did, the heat in the room got much worse, as if
Mark himself were the source of it.
Ty concentrated, trying to do something--anything to his step father, but his actions had no effect."
"Fool," said Mark, his scorching hot breath making the room unbearable, "You think your little powers can really stop me?"
In a wonderfully horrific site, Mark's skin and muscle melted away, revealing a flaming skeleton beneath.
"You think you can just wave your hand, and I'll be under your control, like your 'sisters'?" questioned the demon.
Realising he couldn't hurt Mark directly with his magic, Ty decided to change himself. In an attempt to become the exact
opposite of Mark, Ty became a skeleton covered only with a humanoid layer of water. He launched water at Mark, but they
also had no effect.
Mark simply laughed, as a circle of fire formed around Ty. Soon, his whole body was boiling, he was evaporating.
With a start, Dusty awoke. "Just a nightmare," she said, as she stepped out of bed. She stopped in front of her new full
length mirror and admired how good she looked in the pajamas she wore: boxers and a tanktop, both sporting carrot designs
all over them. Again she silently thanked Ty for not making her wear nothing but girl's underwear all the time.
Dusty walked downstairs and into the kitchen, and was surprised to find Spot there, already up, bathed, and eating her
bowl of Kix. Dusty new spot had just gotten out of the bath because she was naked, except for the wet towel wrapped llosely
around her.
"Good morning." said dusty, kissing her little sister on the lips, and tickling her bare flesh. Spot tried to repeat the
greeting, but simply laughed. "Where's Ty?" asked Dusty.
"He's still in the jaccuzi." replied Spot. "I think he wants yout to go down there."
"Okay." she replied, as she pulled off her pajamas.
"Um, sis?" began Spot.
"Hm?"
"Um, you're not mad at me, are you?"
"Why would I be mad at you?"
"Well," began Spot, "Because last night, I got to sleep with Ty, and you didn't."
"Don't worry about it," she said, very lovingly, "I've already had some time alone with him. And, now that we've both had
him seperately, I think we'll all be spending most nights together now."
"Oh," said Spot, then after a minute, "When did you do that?"
"Before he made you." Then, after a brief silence, "Spot, do you remember being a math techer and all?"
Spot nodded. "Do you remember being a boy?"
Dusty nodded. "I'm glad he chose us to be his sisters." she said, very happy to have this new life.
Spot smiled, "I like the names he gave us, and the clothes me makes for us. He must love us a lot."
Dusty smiled, "Yes. But you shouldn't go walking around naked!" she said in a jokingly stern voice as she put her tank top
on Spot. Spot laughed as she watched her naked sister head for the hot tub in the basement.
Spot soon took off the tanktop, adn tossed it in a corner with the boxers. After a moment's thought, she tossed the towel
there too and went to watch cartoons. June would take care of the mess in the kitchen.
Dusty slowly opened the door to the basement to find...