"D... Debbie!"
The gasp made her turn. "Hey there, little bro. Like what you see?" She watched as Jim stood transfixed, his eyes flicking desperately between the deep swell of her cleavage, her muscular toned legs, her luscious lips. Debbie waited, resting a hand on a smoothly-curved hip, letting her younger brother drink in her newly-formed splendour.
Finally Jim seemed to break out of his trance. "Debbie, you didn't... how much did you..."
"How much? More than Sharon, Jim. So much more than that silly girlfriend of yours." Debbie raised her hands to the shredded remains of her blouse, cupping and squeezing her massive firm tits as Jim goggled. "They're bigger than Sharon's aren't they? Bigger, and sexier... just like the rest of me..."
Jim gulped. The sight of his older sister suddenly transformed into an Amazonian goddess was almost too much - he was starting to feel dizzy. His cock was an iron bar straining in his shorts. And Sharon was upstairs - it was her birthday! He struggled to gather his thoughts. "Debbie, please... just... you can't..."
"Oh, but I can, Jimmy. And you know what - you can't stop me. I'm stronger than you, baby. Stronger, and bigger, and sexier... so they way I see it, you have two choices." She held up two fingers, wiggling them teasingly at him. "You can run upstairs to your little Sharon, or..." Debbie ran her tongue over the plush softness of her upper lip, giggling as Jim's knees nearly buckled, and picked up another vial. "Or, you can stay down here, and watch me drink this."
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