Adoration of a Sister

“Ooohh, Pretty!”

Pinkie’s words echoed slightly in the room. The club had just opened and there weren’t many guests there, yet. The whole room, everything, was blue. Navy seats. Royal carpet. Cyan geometric patterns on Brewers walls. The stage, itself, was pure cerulean. A fitting color, given it’s tear drop shape as it jutted out from the back wall and into the center of the floor. Marble had to agree with her sister, it was very serene. She was glad she had agreed to come.

They found a table and called the waitress over. She walked over with some menus and passed them out. She was clearly not happy to be there. Marble felt bad for making her work. Pinkie, of course, was trying to make jokes and get the waitress to laugh. As the waitress started walking away with their drink orders, Marble noticed the waitresses skirt. It was really short. Marble could see the bottoms of her cheeks. She felt her face begin to warm up.

Hopefully her father didn’t see. He was very strict when it came to clothes. He would periodically go through their dressers and throw out anything that he thought was too revealing. She had lost several pairs of jeans with torn knees that way. Limestone usually fared worse. She usually lost at least half of her wardrobe. What was really strange was, she never wore anything like that. Ever. Marble suspected that she bought it just to get her father riled up.

The club was beginning to fill up as the waitress came back with their drinks. After serving them, she stood there for a moment, only for Pinkie to get the idea of pulling a cupcake out of her hair and setting it on her tray. With a look of utter defeat, she walked away with the cupcake. Marble looked down to her drink. It was just plain soda water with…rocks? She picked up her glass and examined it. They were three perfect cubes of granite. Whisky stones. She had never seen them in person before. This must be a really fancy club.

The rest of the table had the same drink, except for Pinkie. She was sitting on the opposite side of the table with her huge Pinkie grin. Marble didn’t know if it was because the color of her drink matched her hair, or if she was just in a state of pure bliss from the name alone: Frozen Pink Panties. Either way, she was having a good time, and that always made Marble happy, but uncomfortable.

The lights dimmed, while some ethereal organ music began to play. Light began to twinkle across the edges of the stage. And then a voice came out of nowhere and made Marble jump, just the tiniest bit.

“Ladies and gentlemen. Welcome to Azurelia. The show is about to begin.”

Then it was silent and black. Marble didn’t know what to do. She felt herself beginning to hyperventilate. As she felt her fingers begin to start tingling, she heard it. a familiar song was beginning to play. She couldn’t quite place her finger on it, though.

“Please welcome to the stage, in her debut performance…Sparkle Baby.”

As the chords for the verse hit, The spotlight lit up revealing…Maud? Maud was…dancing? And she was good. Her feet didn’t miss a single beat. Her hands moved and twisted her body in moves that Marble had never seen anyone do before. Maud was way more flexible than Marble even knew. And she looked really good in her new outfit. Her blue sequined gown matched her eyeshadow and dark denim nicely. She grabbed the pole on stage and lifted herself high off the ground into an acrobatic spin.

When did the pole get there? Maud landed in a squat looking over her shoulder directly at Marble. She felt her breath catch in her throat for the briefest of moments. Then Maud stood and, in one fluid motion, spun around and ripped her shirt clean off of her torso. Marble recognized the distinct sound of silk in the rip. Wait. Maud was topless. On a stage. In front of who knew how many people. Her toned arms and abs glistened in the spotlight.

Marble glanced over to her father. He was probably the most angry she had ever seen. It probably accounted for the fact that he hadn’t started yelling yet. Back on stage, Maud continued. She dropped her shirt off the side onto someone else’s table and began a sensual sway that Marble couldn’t stop watching. As the end of the second verse came, Maud stood once more facing their table. Marble could swear she was making eye contact with their father.

Her hands came to the front of her pants. Marble felt her core quiver as she watched her sister's muscles ripple and rend her jeans from her body. She then threw them to land directly on their father’s head, and she continued her dance wearing just her lacy black underwear. Her attention was finally pulled off of her sister when her father stood up. He threw the ripped pants to the floor and glared at Maud for long enough that she looked at him once more, and smirked. He huffed and stormed to the exit. Her mother quickly followed behind him, looking like she was going to help him calm down.

“WOOOO! GO SPARKLE BABY!”

Pinkie’s sudden loud cheer scared the piss out of Marble. It was just a little bit, but still, it was enough that making it home was going to be miserable. Thankfully, her sister’s song was over, so she didn’t feel bad about excusing herself to the restroom. She was also thankful that she had worn a skirt. It was going to make things a whole lot easier. Once in the restroom, Marble found a stall and finished her business. If she had done this before the show, she probably would’ve had dry underwear still. She slipped her panties off and cleaned herself up. She stepped out of the stall and noticed that they had the electric hand dryers, and a thought crossed her mind.

Her panties weren’t very wet at all. Just a little damp. It probably wouldn’t take long at all for her to dry them with the hand dryer. She turned on the dryer and held the crotch of her panties under the hot air. While she was there, her thoughts drifted to Maud’s strong arms once more. They really were amazing. And her flat abs were such a contrast to her little chubby tummy. And her boobs were nice too.

Marble’s face lit on fire as that last thought crossed her mind. Why was she thinking about her own sister’s breasts? It was weird, right? Marble shook her head to try and clear the thoughts. Her panties were dry enough at this point. As she bent to put them back on, the door slammed open, causing her to squeak like a large mouse.

“Oh, hey Marble.” Limestone’s gruff voice was a relief to hear. It was certainly better than a stranger seeing her doing this. “What the hell are you doing?” Maybe not. She finished pulling up her panties and turned to face her sister.

“I, um, had an accident. I dried them, though, so I’m okay now.” She gave her sister a small smile.

Limestone stared at her for a moment. Then she laughed. “Haha I’m proud of you, squirt.” She punched Marble in the arm. A little too hard. “You finally handled it on your own. Good job. Now wash your hands and get out there with Pinkie. I think she might try jumping on the stage herself, if we’re not out there to stop her. I gotta pee.”

Limestone pushed by Marble to the stall. As instructed, Marble washed her hands, and went back out to the table where Pinkie was standing on her chair being obnoxiously loud and cheering for everyone on stage. You know, normal Pinkie. She flagged down the waitress and ordered the drink that her sister was drinking. She didn’t know why she did. She guessed it was because Limestone had really been proud of her. And it made her feel good.

It came quicker than she was expecting. She gave it a sniff. It was fruity with just a hint of bitterness. She took a sip and let the flavours play across her tongue. It was sweet and creamy and delicious. She relaxed back into her chair cradling her drink with both hands. Her eyes wandered back up to the stage in time to catch Maud walking back out. She was wearing….feathers? It really looked like she was just covered in feathers.

A fan began blowing across the stage. Maud began her dance, deliberate in its attempt to titillate. Marble didn’t even hear the music. She was sipping on her drink and watching her amazing sister dance as her feathers kept blowing away little by little. Maud would turn, lose two feathers. She would spin on the pole, lose five feathers. Slowing it dawned on Marble: Maud wasn’t wearing anything under the feathers.

Every shimmy, Maud was closer to being nude. Every twist brought more of her flesh out for the world to see. Marble was suddenly very aware of everyone in the room watching her sister. And she was also suddenly very jealous. Marble looked back to the stage, and Maud was gone. She looked around to find her, but her eyes were suddenly covered by feathers. She could feel Maud dancing behind her. Maud came around and straddled Marble’s lap. Maud gave her a wink and tucked a feather into the front of her shirt.

Maud made her way back to the stage and finished her song. She bowed and left the stage. Marble was very confused. She liked it. She really liked what Maud had done. She reached into her shirt, pulled out the feather, and stared at it. She sipped her drink and turned the feather in her hands. And then, all the lights turned on.

“We hope you enjoyed our show tonight. Please don’t forget to pay your tabs and tip your waitresses on the way out.”

Marble looked around, very confused. It was over already? She shrugged and tucked the feather away in her pocket. As she stood up, she started to notice the table getting close to her head. She put out a hand to catch herself.

She heard Pinkie from across the table “Whoe there, Marble. That’s the most I’ve ever seen you drink. Maybe I should’ve stopped you. Parties aren’t fun if you have too much fun. You know?”

Marble nodded. She steadied her legs as best she could and took her hand off the table. It would’ve been nice to be a quadruped at the moment. She glanced up to the empty stage; Maud using her massive strength to rip off her pants flashed across her vision. She felt weird.

“Oh come on. You only had three drinks, Marble. You shouldn’t be this out of it.” Limestone’s gruff voice snapped her back to the present. Before she could reply, she felt her sisters pick her up. Limestone hooked her arms under her armpits and Pinkie grabbed her legs. Once outside, the cool night air brought some mental clarity to Marble’s mind. Her sisters set her down and started chatting.

“Did you see Maud?!”

“We were all there, Pinkie.”

Pinkie ignored Limestone, “She was all woosh up and around that pole! Then she bam no shirt for me! Tee hee!”

“Yes, Pinkie. We got to see our sister’s tits. woo.”

Marble couldn’t help but smile at her sister’s interactions. Pinkie so happy and excited. Limestone so annoyed, yet playing along. But as they chittered along, Marble couldn’t help but replay Maud’s dance over and over in her mind. It was so exhilarating to watch. And she looked so good up on that stage.

“Where’s mom and dad?”

All three girls screamed in unison. They hadn’t heard Maud walk up behind them in the parking lot. She was wearing her normal blue dress with a bag over her shoulder. She glanced at each of her sisters, waiting for the answer. Pinkie, of course, was the first to pipe up.

“They left. Probably because you were being too cool for school. Or something.”

“No, Pinkie, did you see dad’s face. He looked like he was gonna turn this place to gravel. You did tell them what type of show Maud was gonna do, right?”

Pinkie chuckled nervously, tapping her fingers together.

“Geez Pinkie. Now we have to walk home!”

“I know! I just wanted us to have a fun family time watching Maud dance, and I knew dad wouldn’t even let us come if he knew what Maud was gonna be doing.”

“UGH! Come on.”

Limestone started stomping away with Pinkie following close behind, trying various things to cheer her eldest sister up. Marble glanced back over to Maud and gave her a smile.

“I really liked your show, Maud.”

Maud wrapped her arm around Marble, sending a tingle down her spine. They walked together like that, trailing behind their other two sisters. Marble enjoyed the walk. Watching her sister ahead of her bantering back and forth. Maud’s strong arm holding her close. She could feel Maud’s muscles contracting and relaxing as they walked. She wrapped her own arms around Maud’s waist as they walked. This put her head right above Maud’s heart. She could hear it pumping. She could hear Maud’s steady breathing. Marble’s thoughts wandered back to Maud’s dance, once again.She replayed it over and over in her mind, all the way home.