Loli Christmas Carol #2: "No Time Like the Present"

by Pulsar

Eleanor Scrude tossed and turned until she heard the single chime from the clock out in the hall. Thus she opened her eyes to see her bedroom clock flashing '1:00am.' "Oh no!" she whispered. Yet there was only silence and the faint wind beyond her window. "Ha! It's only a dream. The spirits are late! No, they're not coming after all!" And thus she lay down again. Yet not three seconds passed after closing her eyes when a bright glow filled the room. Suddenly, she heard laughter and jingling of bells. "Oh no!" she moaned as she covered her eyes. "It couldn't be!"

"Aaah, but it is!" laughed a sweet voice in her room, resounding with a dialect of the British Isles.

Eleanor sat up to see a jovial youth dancing about in a type of 'Santa Suit.' Only this one featured a red micro-miniskirt with green panties that were still visible. She wore long candy-cane striped knee socks and slippers with bells on the tips. She had fiery red hair and of all things, a pair of thin glasses that one might expect on a librarian. Yet she had what looked like fairy wings flapping about behind her. "Don't tell me! You're the Ghost of Christmas Present, aren't you?!"

"Well, actually I'm a valkyrie!" she said as she broke into humming the "Da-da-daaah dum! Da-da-daaah dum!" of the classical piece. "But you can call me a 'ghost' if you really want to! And since I'm in the Christmas spirit, I thought I'd be a spirit of Christmas Present tonight!"

"Well, you can just forget it! I'm not going anywhere! A friend of yours came by already and I'm not falling for the same trick twice!"

"Ahhh, but t'is no trick, my little shallow friend!" said the valkyrie with a smile. "Now come! There is so much to see!" With that, she raised a leg up high and spun around joyously like a ballerina, her little skirt flying out and her holy green panties now on display.

"Oh please!" protested Eleanor. "Like... you're panties are showing! What is it with you spirits and your panty-flashing?!"

"You like?" asked the spirit valkyrie as she leapt up on her bed. "You can get some similar to these at Dollar General!"

"I prefer Calvin Klein!" snapped Eleanor.

"Of course," replied the spirit. "Come now! Take my sleeve and let us be on our way... unless you'd rather squeeze my bare shapely thigh of course!" With that, she raised her leg up again.

"Eeeww! If I told you spirits once, I've told you a jillion times! I'm not gay! I'm no lezzy-dyke!" Yet the shapely bare leg beckoned her hand to reach out and give a squeeze, along with a slight rub.

"Oh? Gee, we keep forgetting!" replied the spirit with some sarcasm as she savored the sensation of those young fingers on her flesh. "Or maybe 'tis you who keeps forgetting which way you go! Come now! For the night shant last forever!" And with that, she jingled the little bells on her wrist. With a bright flash, the room vanished. Next thing they knew, they stood in the empty hallway at school. Close by sat the double doors into the school cafeteria, where they heard the multitude of voices chattering on in excitement.

"Oh great! Here we go again," moaned Eleanor. "Look! I know what I did! You're not gonna do all that guilt stuff again!"

"Oh, you mean that business in the lunchroom a few days ago before school let out," replied the cute ghostly valkyrie. "I'm sure that's fresh on your mind! How about we go to this room instead!" And with that, the spirit forced them through a door. "Ah, here we are. The nurse's office!"

"Why are we here?" asked Eleanor.

"Well, let's see what's going on," replied the spirit. And so she guided her by the shoulder over to a bed where Bobbi lay with one ice pack on her elbow and one on her knee. "Well! Seems she got a few bruises from what looks like a bad fall. And you seem to know something about this!"

"Well... I... I didn't know she'd get hurt!" whined Eleanor.

"And just what were you expecting when you stuck your foot out?" queried the spirit.

"What are you, my mom?" sighed Eleanor. "Well... I just thought she'd stumble, that's all! It was like... y'know... a joke!"

"A joke? Well, how funny can it be if someone gets bruised like that?"

"It was an accident!"

"So it was! Funny how accidents happen to her when you're around!"

But soon the school nurse passed right by them, unconnected to their dimension. "Feeling better, honey?" she asked.

"Yeah, I guess so," mumbled Bobbi.

"Do you want to call your mother or do you think you can last until the 1:30 dismissal?"

"I'll be okay," assured Bobbi, looking rather forlorn.

"Okay dear! Just lie still a little longer so the swelling will go down," coaxed the nurse before leaving.

"Y'know, I bet the bruises are the least of her concerns," said the spirit. And thus she approached and bent down to kiss Bobbi on the forehead, albeit the patient was unaware of their presence. "Aw, you poor dear! Children can be so mean and nasty, can't they!"

"All right! All right! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" cried Eleanor with ire. "You made your point!"

"You're sorry? Well don't tell me! Tell her! She's the one you buggered up, lass!"

"Okay! Bobbi! I'm sorry!" cried Eleanor at the top of her lungs.

"She can't bloody hear you!" said the spirit. "Have we forgotten?"

"Well, then how am I supposed to tell her?"

"To her face... back in your own real time!" snapped the spirit. "Sounds about right, doesn't it? What better way to spread Holiday cheer, eh?"

"Well... I suppose I could," conceded Eleanor. Yet she stepped closer and gently reached down to pat her on the bare thigh. "Oh, Bobbi! I wish you could hear me! If I'd known it would have done this I... I wouldn't have done it!" And thus she gently caressed that smooth shiny pale thigh, nearly up to her panties.

"What? But what about your 'cool' friends who thought highly of you for putting that 'loser' in her place?" interjected the spirit valkyrie.

"So? What about them?" replied Eleanor.

"When your invisible, it's easy to take a stand," said the spirit. "But when evil forces are lurking about, it can be a right bloody mess, young one! Perhaps you're not strong enough yet!"

"Sure I am," assured Eleanor as she finally leaned down to kiss the unwary Bobbi on the cheek. Then, she caressed up and down her bare leg again, feeling that silky smooth flesh against her fingertips. She gave her kneecap a gentle squeeze before tickling the soft fleshy spot of her inner thigh.

"Having fun, are we?" said the spirit with a grin.

"Oh!" cried Eleanor as she jerked her hand back.

"Aaaah, fingers have a mind of their own, don't they! And since we're here, why don't you inspect that camel toe on her cute little panties!" And thus she took note, for the dressy plaid skirt Bobbi had worn that day had slid up as she lay on the bed. "Too bad she can't feel your touch! She might be a wee bit damp down there by now, don't you think?" nagged the spirit.

"Well... maybe!" mumbled Eleanor as she once again gently caressed along those smooth inner thighs. As her breathing grew heavier, she slowly bent down and began to plant a few light kisses on that naked flesh. Now had Bobbi felt it, surely she would have gasped and burst into spine-chilling goose bumps!

"Well, shall we go now?" asked the spirit. "Or are you just having too much fun?"

"Oh... well... we can go! And don't you forget that I'm NOT gay!"

"Who's forgetting?" replied the spirit with a sly smile. And thus she rang one of her jingly bells. Instantly, they found themselves in a driveway, back in Bobbi's humble sector of town. The December air proved chilly, yet the sun shone high in the afternoon.

"Where are we now?" asked Eleanor.

"You know this place! You've traveled here before! It's Bobbi's house! Her father's rather handy and fixed up the place a bit over the years! Now come, let's see what those girls are up to!"

Suddenly, the garage door opened by way of the motor their father had installed himself. And out came the two girls. There sat Tiny Tina on a bicycle rigged with training wheels. Yet on each leg were steel braces from her ankles up to the base of her knees. Behind her Bobbi walked, steadying her as they went. "Come on, Tina! Peddle! You can do it! Push!"

"Oh-mah-gawd! Her legs! The accident!" cried Eleanor.

"Ah yes! Well, the girl pulled through, but the crash did quite a number on her legs. They did their best, of course! But then again, doctors are no gods!"

And so they watched for a moment as Tina struggled to peddle herself on the old bicycle that looked like it had been salvaged from the city dump and simply repainted. "C'mon, Tina! You're doing it! Keep going!" coaxed Bobbi.

"She really loves that kid," noted Eleanor.

"And why shouldn't she?" asked the spirit. "They're blood! Remember? Devotion? Wasn't that a spelling vocabulary word you had in school?"

"I think. I don't remember. Besides, those vocabulary tests are so easy to cheat on," said Eleanor.

"Of course! But in spite of those good marks, you're still as dumb as ever, aren't you!"

"I'm not dumb!" protested Eleanor.

"Oh? You didn't bloody know who Nixon was!" snapped the spirit.

Eleanor sighed. "You spirits like to gossip, don't you!"

"We keep in touch," replied the spirit with another sly smile.

And soon, the sisters passed them by as Tina slowly peddled the bicycle down the street with great effort. But Bobbi coaxed and encouraged her all the way. And so Eleanor and her sassy ethereal companion followed behind. From the front porches of the surrounding homes, people stared as Tiny Tina struggled along with her leg braces. She grunted and panted with each stroke of the peddles. Yet she heeded her sister's urging without question. "Oh, you're doing great!" cried Bobbi as she walked along side her.

"Such a sweet little girl, isn't she!" noted the spirit. "Look at her, giving it everything she has!"

"She needs a new bike!" noted Eleanor, quite glad that the neighbors could not see her in just her tee and panties as she followed behind them.

"Well, sure she does!" agreed the spirit. "It would help. But not all the kids have rich fathers who can just hand out things on demand!"

"I know! But it's not my fault they don't have the things I do," huffed Eleanor.

"Of course not! But you're responsible for your own actions... some of which have been inexcusable of late!"

"So you've said!" moaned Eleanor. "Well, at least Tiny Tina came out alive!"

"Did she?" replied the spirit. "That car accident caused many complications for the Crockets! Saving her legs was only part of their concerns. There was liver damage... spleen damage... broken ribs... internal bleeding! All these things are a constant threat. Tiny Tina has been to the doctor many times more in her short life than many adults four times her age!"

"Well, she's getting better... isn't she?"

"Hmmm, let's find out!" And thus the spirit jingled her bells again. Instantly, they found themselves back in the Crocket house where Mr. and Mrs. Crocket stood looking out the window.

"Bobbi sure is good to her," noted Mr. Crocket. "We're so lucky!"

"I know," sighed Mrs. Crocket. "But I haven't slept in three days! You heard what the doctor said on our last visit! Those internal injuries aren't healing right! More surgeries ahead! And she's only seven!"

"She's strong," said Mr. Crocket, "just like her sister! You've birthed two strong girls!" And with that, he kissed his wife on the head.

"But I'm not as strong as I used to be," lamented Mrs. Crocket. "Why her! God should have taken me and left her alone!"

"Hey, baby! We'll get through this! I'll ask for more overtime so we can get more money!"

As such, Mrs. Crocket began to cry again for the millionth time. And Eleanor found her own eyes tearing up as well. "Touching, isn't it?" said the spirit. "Togetherness! It has been known to work!"

"You don't hear that on MTV! I mean... I don't know it's just so... nerdy!" mumbled Eleanor.

"Aahh, you should listened to the 'cool' music of old!" replied the spirit.

"Huh?"

And thus the spirit cleared her throat and began to sing, "Come on people now/ smile on your brother, everybody get together/ try to love one another right now..."

"What's that?"

"Oh, it was a hit before your time," replied the spirit. "Youngbloods, I believe!"

"But... how are they gonna make her well?" asked Eleanor.

"Oh... hard work, hope and pray, and sticking together... things like that!" replied the spirit. "Come now, let us have a look at something else!"

"Oh? What now?"

"Oh, I think you'll like this one!" said the spirit with a sly grin as she jingled her bells. In a flash, there they stood in the steamy atmosphere of the main bathroom. The tub sat with warm soapy water as Bobbi sat clad only in her panties and training bra. She assisted a naked Tiny Tina who could barely walk without her leg braces. "Careful!" she said as Tina threw one leg over the side and into the water.

"I can bathe myself," said Tina.

"Yes, but I promised Mommy I'd make sure your hair got nice and clean," said Bobbi as she helped her into the tub. "There, is that too hot?"

"No, sissy! It's just fine," said Tiny Tina as she settled into the water.

"That's good."

And thus the two interlopers stared silently for a few moments. Eleanor shook her head. "She even bathes her!"

"Ah yes! I figured you might enjoy bath time!" said the spirit.

And there they stood and watched as Bobbi shampooed and soothed Tina's long hair. She sang to her sister in a sweet voice with operatic potential as she ran her fingers about those wet wavy locks. And Tina sat stone still the whole time, listening her sister's nearly hypnotic voice.

"My! The girl can sing like an angel!" noted the spirit. "Sets your heart aflame, doesn't it?"

"Well, she's no Cyndi Lauper," said Eleanor.

"No. I'd say she's more like Enya!"

And as if by coincidence, Bobbi broke into a chorus of "Caribbean Blue!" Eleanor gasped. "Did you know she'd start singing that?"

"Perhaps," replied the spirit.

And thus they listened to her sweet a cappella voice, "If all you told was turned to gold; If all you dreamed was new-- ; Do I believe the sky above; Is Caribbean Blue..."

"She's wonderful!" exclaimed the spirit. "And oh, she's rather beautiful in her own way that transcends mortal understanding!"

But Eleanor only gave her a strange look. "You spirits can be soooo geeky!"

"Ah yes!" gleamed the spirit valkyrie. "Isn't it wonderful?!"

"Gag me!"

"Y'know," continued the giggly valkyrie, "there's one thing you haven't asked about. You're just wondering how that wee lass feels when she's soapy and wet! Eh? Imagine running your hands all over that little seven-year-old naked body in the tub!"

"Oh pu-leeze!" moaned Eleanor.

"Ah, you're begging for it!"

"Noooo! I mean... what is with you..." Eleanor stammered.

"Oh, go on! Nobody will ever know! They can't see, hear, or feel us, remember?"

"Yeah but..."

"Well... you don't HAVE to... IF you don't want to! But when you're invisible, you sorta get a free reign!"

And thus Eleanor took a deep breath. With little hesitation, she stepped forward and approached the tub, nearly stumbling over Bobbi. And ever grateful that she was neither seen, heard, nor felt, she dared to stick her hand on Tiny Tina's wet hair. She slowly combed it with her fingers as the sweet scent of the baby shampoo filled her nostrils. "Oh-mah-gawd, it's... it's soft... like a chinchilla!"

"Well naturally!" said the spirit as she stood by the closed bathroom door.

And though Tiny Tina could not sense her presence, Eleanor gently splashed some warm water over her shoulders. "Gee, almost makes me wish I had a kid sister," lamented Eleanor. "Must be nice to have someone around who cares!"

"Aaaaah," gleamed the spirit. "But what about all your friends who laud and worship you as royalty?"

"Hmmph!" mumbled Eleanor. "Those are hard to maintain. You know how much work it is to keep up with all the latest things, to make sure you know the words to the latest songs, the newest clothes? I mean... slip up once, and they'll crucify you!"

"And these are your friends?" said the spirit. "Sounds more like my worst enemies!"

"Well, it's either that or... y'know... live among the nobodies," mumbled Eleanor.

"Nobodies, eh? And what's so 'nobody' about these two tarts?" said the spirit with a trace of ire.

"I know... I know! You're gonna say how shallow and snobby I am," pouted Eleanor, "and that it's the inside that counts!"

"Does it really matter what I say? You've seen the evidence with your own eyes! What do you say you are?"

But Eleanor only sighed as she continued to rub Tiny Tina's wet back. "So smooth and soft," she mumbled.

"Well, go on!" coaxed the spirit. "Somehow, I don't think it's her back you're curious about!"

"Well... uh..."

"Remember, nobody will know. She can't feel you!"

And therefore, she repositioned herself, practically leaning on Bobbi who knelt beside the tub. She reached down into the warm bath water, and down in between Tiny Tina's legs. Breathlessly, she felt around until her ring finger found those two small bald lips. "Oh-mah-gawd!" she gasped. "It's... it's tiny... and soooo tight!"

"Now Eleanor, if you don't stop, they'll have to call her 'Wide Tina' instead!" quipped the spirit.

And with a cloud of chagrin, Eleanor quickly pulled her hand out of the water. To her surprise, it was instantly dry again with no soap residue whatsoever. "Oh well... you see, I..." yet she ran out of alibis. "Well, I was just curious, y'know. When I was her age I had my first cummie! I was just wondering if she, uh... 'enjoys' her body!"

"Gee, do I detect a sense of empathy?" queried the spirit.

"Mmmm, I dunno," mumbled Eleanor. And soon her attention turned to Bobbi as she remained kneeling by the tub. In her position, her shiny pale thighs where stretched somewhat flat and emphasized a trace of definition. Eleanor reached down and gently placed her open palm against a thigh before gently squeezing. Then, she let her fingertips caress up and down that glass-smooth flesh as she had done before. "I wonder if she likes this," she muttered. "Well, after all, she is an admitted lesbian!"

"Yes, so she is," said the spirit with the nod. "And as you have clearly seen, she's sweet, responsible, devoted, empathetic, and in every way a 'nice girl.' I mean... if you're not going to come out of the closet, you could at least consider letting her in there with you!"

"I'm NOT in the closet! I'm NOT gay! Geesh!" protested Eleanor. Yet her stray hand wander up those smooth thighs until they felt the mound betwixt them, bisected by a slight camel toe. She let her finger lightly caress the cotton panties right in that subtle valley. "Y'know, if she didn't carry herself so plain... she'd... well... she'd definitely get some attention!"

"Perhaps," agreed the spirit. "But maybe that's not the attention she craves! Perhaps she's smart enough to avoid those 'high maintenance' types!"

"Mmmm, maybe," thought Eleanor. "Look, I can't believe I'm here in her bathroom! She's an orchestra geek, for God's sake!"

"Can you believe you're feeling her up?" asked the spirit with a grin.

"No! I mean, yes! I mean... well... get me outta here, okay!" stammered Eleanor. Yet before she stood up, she just had to reach out and give a quick fondle to those budding breasts beneath Bobbi's training bra.

And so, they were about to leave the bathroom when Bobbi stood up as well and lifted her sister out of the bathtub. Eleanor gasped as she saw the naked Tiny Tina staggering about under Bobbi's support.

"Aaaah, thought you'd stay a little longer, eh?" said the spirit.

"Well... the little girl is y'know, sorta-kinda cute," confessed Eleanor.

"Yes! Isn't she the sweetest thing you ever saw?!" gleemed the spirit. "Almost makes me wish I were mortal again!"

"C'mon, Tina! Wrap up!" coaxed Bobbi as she wrapped the large towel around her like a Christmas present. "Oooh, you smell so sweet!"

"I bet she does, don't you think?!" interjected the spirit with a wink.

But as she stood trying to hold her balance on her bad legs, Bobbi briskly began to dry her hair with a spare towel. "Hold still, baby sis!" she coaxed in a soft voice.

"I'm not a baby!" protested Tiny Tina.

"I know," said Bobbi. "But no matter what, you'll always be MY baby sis! Even when we're both little old ladies sitting down and sipping tea, you'll still be Baby Sis to me!" And thus she kissed her on her clean soft cheek.

"Oh (-sniffle-), that's so beautiful!" exclaimed the spirit valkyrie as she wiped her eye. "Don't you think so?"

"Oh, gi'me a break," moaned Eleanor.

But Tiny Tina only giggled at her sister's remark. "Say uh, Bobbi? Now that I've had my bath uh... can we... uh... well... y'know... play 'doctor?'" She grinned very shyly as her little brilliant face glowed red.

Now Bobbi began to giggle. In fact, she giggled so loud she was forced to cover her mouth as not to draw her mother's attention. "So, you wanna do that tonight?"

"Uh-huh!" mumbled Tina with a nod.

"Well... okay! As long as Mom's busy and Dad's out working late, I think we can do it! But let's get your hair dry first."

And so Bobbi began to hum as she continued to dry her kid sister's hair. To Eleanor's surprise, Tiny Tina's hand wandered down and parted the towel about her body. She began to squeeze her own little bald crotch in anticipation of the upcoming activities!

"Oh-mah-gawd!" gasped Eleanor with mouth wide open.

"Well, come on! You wanted to leave!" coaxed the spirit sarcastically.

"Wait! I mean... it's just getting good!"

"So, our little snob who is NOT gay wants to stay and watch two girls play 'doctor' eh? Well, now I've heard everything!" And with that, the spirit began to tug on her arm.

"Wait! Not now!" protested Eleanor as she attempted to twist free.

"Alright! We'll call it a big, fat, 'maybe!' If you behave for the rest of this journey, then 'maybe' I'll bring you back here! But as the old saying goes, 'business before pleasure!'"

"Oh, I'll be good! I'll be good! I promise!" assured Eleanor.

"Very well, then..." And thus she jingled her bells again. Instantly, they found themselves in another home. Unlike the Crocket household, this one had more wealth. The living room furniture was composed of thick padded leather sofas and several motorized easy-chairs sat facing the large television set. An impressive library of movies adorned the shelves near the television set, along with gaming equipment.

"Where are we?" asked Eleanor.

"Where indeed!" replied the spirit. "This is Barry Hawkins' house. Y'know, your trophy boyfriend! The star quarterback with the rich dad who keeps him in all the preppy clothes!"

"Oh! So this is where he lives," said Eleanor. And so she looked around. Once they walked around the large sofa, there he was reclining eating pizza out of the box watching TV like a zombie. With it being evening in a heated home, he had shed his trendy clothes for an old NFL tee shirt and last year's P.E. shorts.

"Ah, no wonder you like him!" gleamed the spirit. "Look at him. He has pretty girlish legs!"

"Oh pu-leeeze!" groaned Eleanor.

Yet they both took note of one of the easy-chairs next to the sofa. For there sat his older sister Brenda in nothing but a tee, panties and fuzzy bedroom shoes. She had one long tanned leg out straight while her other knee was bent up to her chest. She was a star high school cheerleader and definitely had the legs for it! She sat filing her nails while paying little attention to the TV. But Eleanor noticed that the flesh on her bare legs was so shiny that they reflected the various colors from glow of the TV screen.

"And me oh my! Isn't she a beauty!" said the spirit.

"Yeah! I hope I look like that when I'm a senior in high school!" declared Eleanor.

And thus they watched the silent siblings for a few moments before Brenda put down her file. "By the way, Eleanor Scrude called earlier today!" she said with a trace of contempt in her voice.

"Cool!" said Barry, never taking his eyes of the television set.

"Cool? Well, aren't you gonna call her back?" queried Brenda.

"Eh, she'll call again," mumbled Barry.

Eleanor huffed and put her hands on her hips. "Oh? Who says?!"

"Don't be such a jerk!" snapped Brenda as she reached for her toenail clippers.

"So? The babes know if they want me, they gotta earn it! Besides, there's plenty more girls where she came from!" he said arrogantly before taking another bit of pizza.

Brenda sighed and shook her head as she kicked of her slipper and began to clip her toenails. "Well... if I were her, I'd slap you sooooo hard!"

In in a furry, Eleanor reached out and gave a hard 'SLAP!' across his face. "Jerk! Asshole!"

But her ghostly escort only laughed. "He can't feel you, remember?"

"Well, I'm just practicing for the next time I see him!" she said.

"I see," giggled the spirit. "Say, if you stand over here, you can see his undies if you look up the leg of his shorts! Wanna peek? Remember, you're not gay! Why don't you fondle him? There he is! He's all yours!"

"Eeeew! He's such a creep!" protested Eleanor.

"But you've been torturing poor Bobbi Crocket just to impress him!"

"Well... how was I to know what a scum he was?" pouted Eleanor. "I thought of all people, he really cared! I thought I really meant something to him!"

"Oh you did, eh? And did you know Elvis is still alive, living in a nice flat in Inverness?"

"He's alive!" gasped Eleanor.

But the fiery-hared valkyrie only slapped her forehead. "Oh dear, oh-dear-oh-dear-oh-dear..." she mumbled.

"Well, can we go now!" begged Eleanor. "I've seen enough of that prick!"

"But you haven't even seen his prick yet!" giggled the spirit. "You mean to tell me that a straight girl like you can stick her hand in the bathtub to fondle a little girl's cunny and squeeze her sister's growing melons, but you won't even cop a peek up the laddie's shorts? You're quite messed up!"

"Look, I... why do you keep saying I'm gay?!"

"What I say doesn't matter," replied the spirit. "What matters is what you feel and how you act. 'To thine own self, be true!'"

"Yeah, whatever," protested Eleanor. "C'mon! Let's get outta here!" Yes she looked back at big sister Brenda clipping her toenails once more, her bent knee revealing a well-pronounced camel toe. "God, she's gorgeous!"

"To thine own self, be true!" repeated the spirit just before jingling her bells again.

And with a flash of light, the suddenly found themselves back in the hallway of the humble Crocket home. "Well, here we are!" declared the spirit as she pointed to a closed door. From the knob there hung a school craft project of foam sheets and glue-on letters that spelled out, 'Tina's Room.'

Eleanor gently pulled on it to study the grade-school craftsmanship. "I remember doing these," she said. "Mine was better!"

"Oh really? And how can you judge that?" asked the spirit.

"Because Mom had the maid do mine!" she said.

But the spirit only shook her head. "Oh dear! We spirits may have to come back for three more Christmases!" she moaned. "Well... c'mon! This is what you wanted to see!"

And so they passed right through the door and into the humble bedroom of pink walls and Disney pin-ups. There they found Bobbi sitting on Tiny Tina's bed Indian style combing Tina's hair. Tina sat motionless in front of her, still wearing nothing but a towel. "Oh-mah-gawd! I love your hair!" said Bobbi as she gently combed away. "Why'd you get the pretty hair and I got the braces on my teeth?!"

"So? I have to wear braces on my legs," mumbled Tina.

"Yes, but you're still cute as a button!" said Bobbi as she leaned forward to take another sniff of her sister's bath-fresh hair. "Now let's see! I'm gonna give you pigtails!"

Eleanor slightly chuckled as she watched Bobbi groom her sister's hair. She was nearly as much as mother to her as their own mother. The spirit watched as well with a beaming grin. "Unfortunately, these two are an exception rather than the rule. Most siblings fight like Jews and Arabs!"

"Oh yeah! I remember!" said Eleanor. "The Arabs marched out of Egypt, arrested all the Jews and put them into 'consecration' camps!"

And again, the spirit slapped her forehead. "Oh-dear-oh-dear-oh-dear! Please, not again!"

But finally, Bobbi had Tiny Tina's hair in nice bushy pigtails tied with red yarn. Then, Tina removed the towel and slid her naked self off the bed. She staggered over to her toy chest on her surgically-scarred legs, yet soon stumbled to the floor.

"Oooh!" cried both Bobbi and Eleanor in sync.

"Be careful!" cried Bobbi as Eleanor raced over to pick her up. Yet though she could feel her, she could not maneuver her.

"I'm okay," assured Tina as she rolled over on her bottom with her legs now spread wide.

"You can't pick her up," warned the spirit. "We're not really here, y'know."

However, Eleanor took full advantage to peer at the tiny bald slot now lying wide open. But Tina forced herself back over on her hands and knees and crawled to her toy chest. She opened it and pulled out the toy doctor kit. Then, with a grunt and heavy breath, she forced herself back up on her wobbly crippled legs and stumbled back to her bedpost. "I made it!" she said. And with another grunt, she pulled herself back up on her bed.

"I wish you would have asked me to get that since you don't have your braces on," said Bobbi with a sigh. Yet she opened up their doctor kit and pulled out a toy stethoscope. "Well, since you're already naked, I guess you're ready for your exam!"

"Oh yes, doctor! I think you should check everything! I mean... 'everything!'"

"Okay, we'll do that!"

"Oh-mah-gawd," gasped Eleanor with a deep breath of anticipation.

And thus they watched as Bobbi moved the stethoscope all around her chest, including her flat non-existent breasts. "Okay now, Tina. I need you to lie down on your tummy for me please."

And so Bobbi rose for the bed as Tina lay down flat. Bobbi produces an old 'Sharpie' felt marker-pen that had a rounded tip. She dipped it in the jar of Vaseline by Tina's bedside and reached to pat her sister's naked bare bottom. "Now just relax while I take your temperature," said Bobbie softly. And thus Tina gasped as her sister slowly inserted the well-greased marker into her bottom. Bobbi pushed slow and gently, before twisting it about slightly.

"OooooH!" moaned Tina as her round little butt-cheeks tightened up. "That tickles!"

"Relax and hold still!" said Bobbi as she squeezed her sister's bare bottom. And so both Eleanor and her spirit guide watched with bulging eyes as Bobbi slowly wiggled the marker about. Tiny Tina would cringe and giggle. She also began to slowly hump against her bedspread. Eleanor's hand finally strayed down to her own tingling crotch as she watched those little bare buttocks flex as Tina would thrust down hard and moan.

But soon, Bobbi slowly slid the marker back out. She tickled her sister down her butt-crack a few times. "Well, no fever!" she said. "Now, roll over on your back so I can finish the check-up!" And with that, Tiny Tina rolled back over with a placid grin on her angelic face. And as Bobbi sat on the bed cross-legged, she pulled her sister's legs on either side of her to rest on her folded knees. "Now, let me check you all over!" she said.

And thus she gently caressed all over her naked body, her fingers just barely touching that freshly-bathed flesh. Eleanor squeezed her crotch hard as she watched Tina flinch and gasp at the sensation that made her whole nude body break out in goose bumps. There were several visible surgical scars about her ribs and abdomen, as well as those on her lower legs. Tina softly cooed and moaned as her big sister's fingers caressed her all over. Her breathing intensified as those fingers began to softly caress her inner thighs. "Ooooh! Oooh!" she gasped softly.

"Well, everything looks fine so far," said Bobbi. "But before I let you go, we have to check your private parts!"

"Okay!" squeaked Tiny Tina.

And therefore Bobbi gently took her sister's legs and lifted them up, bending them at the knees. Slowly she forced them forward until they were bent up over the chest. "Now grab your knees and hold them!" she said.

Tina took hold of her bent knees as her breathing grew heavier in anticipation. Eleanor rubbed all the more as she watched Bobbi's fingers slowly part those small labia for a closer inspection. Then, she began to lightly rub with one hand while a finger from the other caressed the small valley, eventually finding the tiny opening!

"Oh gawd!" cried Eleanor as she rubbed herself all the more. She tried not to breathe too heavily, lest her own breathing drown out the sound of Tina's moans of pleasure. But as she watched Bobbi caress her little sister's pink cunny, her knees grew weaker. Soon, she was leaning against the wall, but her knees slowly gave out until she collapsed to the floor with her legs wide open.

But all the while, Tiny Tina began to moan louder as her body writhed from side to side. "Ooooh! Ooooooh! Oh, that feels good!" she shrieked between her deep breaths.

"You like it when I do this?" whispered Bobbi.

"Oh yes! Keep doing it!" begged Tina.

By that time, Eleanor had slid her hand down into her own panties and rubbed hard and fast. And she watched as Bobbi rubbed quicker until Tina was thrashing about, her head quickly rolling from side to side. She let out a few rapid squeaky breaths, until she nearly screamed in ecstasy. "Eeeeeee!" she shrieked once before her body jolted. Eleanor knew good and well that Tina had reached orgasm, and quite obviously not her first one! And as Tina came on her sister's fingers, Eleanor gave herself a few more rubs. For that was all she needed until she burst herself.

"Oooooh gaaaawwwwd!" she moaned out loud as her body jolted and her head spun. She felt those uncontrollable pulsations throughout. She didn't expect it to be this intense. Yet the very sight before her was none like she had seen.

Finally, both girls calmed down. Bobbi slowly leaned forward and kissed her sister on her inner thighs before slowly caressing her all over again. "Well, you seem to be okay. Everything is working great!" she said. "Now, you better get some clothes on before Mom comes in!" And with that, she rose from the bed and opened the drawer for clean panties and a nightgown. "Now I think 'The Grinch' will be on TV soon, so let's hurry!"

"O... Okay," said Tina as she struggled to catch her breath after her big orgasm for such a small body.

Meanwhile, Eleanor struggled to regain her feet. By now, her own knees were weak and wobbly. She looked up with a beet-red face at her spirit escort, who stood with the widest wickedest grin. "I know! I know!" snapped Eleanor. "Don't say anything!" And thus she leaned against the wall. "Please tell me I didn't leave a real cum stain on their carpet!"

"Did we have a nice wet jolly?" the spirit asked.

"What'd you think!" snapped Eleanor. Then, she looked over at the bed again as Tiny Tina pulled up her 'Minnie Mouse' panties. "I swear, that little brat has everything!"

"Does she?"

"Look! She's got a sister and parents who treat her like a queen! I mean... what else could that little nympho ask for?"

"What indeed!" replied the spirit. "I'm impressed you've made some real progress. But there are many questions that remain unanswered. Find them you must!" And with that, the sassy valkyrie began to fade.

"Hey! Come back! Don't leave me here! Come back! Come back..."

"... come back!" mumbled Eleanor as she tossed and turned on her bed. But soon she woke with a start, realizing she was in her own bed in her own time once again. "Oooh!" she moaned loudly as she realized she had a cramp in her abdomen. As she relaxed once again, she reached down to feel around inside her panties. They were quite soaked with a sticky mess. "Oh-mah-gawd! I don't believe it! I... I came in my sleep!" she said aloud. And so she rose from her bed and fumbled around in her dresser drawer in the dark to find a fresh pair. And so she changed herself and went for a quick tinkle in her bathroom before returning to bed. "No," she mumbled to herself. "I did not jill in my sleep! And I did NOT jill off to the sight of Bobbi and her sister!" Nevertheless, she pulled her blankets up again and closed her eyes.