“Well, this will not do. Mom won’t believe tit like yours have only half-inch nipples. What do you mean by they get larger with help.”
Carol blushed and looked down at her tits. “I sometimes get the urge to play with my tits. I can even get my nipples to reach my mouth and suck them when I play with myself.”
“No way could I do that. I would break my neck. Let me see you do it and I will get a great measurement for the record.”
Still holding her breast, Carol brought it up to her and bent her head. She could just reach her nipple and sucked it into her mouth. She closed her eyes and gently nibbled her nipple. It grew larger and she started to get self-conscious of her actions. She opened her eyes and say Rachel smiling.
“That looks like it feels good. How much did it grow?” Taking the tape measure, her nipples were now a good three-quarter of an inch long. Logging the number on the ledger, Rachel turned and asked, “How about the left nipple, will it get the same size? How about I help with this one.” Moving slowly, she came up to Carol, and bent head to the stunned teens left nipple. Carol almost backed off, but Rachel’s arm had gone around her back and held her firmly.
The feeling of Rachel’s mouth and tongue caressing her nipple made Carol shiver. Rachel began by gently sucking the nipple but then moved to firmer nipping and by the time she pulled away Carol’s nipple had been chewed up. Quickly grabbing the tape, Carol’s left nipple measured a good inch long.
“Now that’s what I call an accurate measurement, and a great tit.”
Walking over to her closet, Rachel started looking through her athletic outfits. She came up with a blue spandex outfit and tossed it to Carol. “Try that on for size”. The two girls were roughly the same height, so the outfit fit but was really tight around the tits and butt. Turning to show Rachel, Carol felt totally fat and ugly. Her thick pubic hair stuck out the sides and could be seen through the thin material. “I look like a hairy pig in this outfit.”
Rachel shook her head, took Carol’s hand and led her into her bathroom. “Take that off and sit on the counter.” Shucking off the spandex, Carol slid up and sat on the bathroom counter. Rachel got a scissors out and began to snip off Carol’s pussy hair. When she had gotten as close as a scissors could do, Rachel got an electric hair clippers and began to buzz off the rest of her hair. Carol got worried when she saw how much was coming off and pushed Rachel away. “Stop, your going to make me look like a cue ball. How will I be able to take a shower at school? What will all the girls think.”
Rachel stood up and gave Carol a cold look. “If you want to work out you will have to follow all the rules my mother requires. Besides when you work out you will be working up a sweat and having all this hair will cause you great discomfort and it will stink. As far as what the other girls say, there’s only two more weeks of school this year. You can skip gym if you are too afraid what those tramps at school will say. So, are you going to let me make you presentable for training or are you going to leave?”
When no alternative came to mind, Carol slowly opened her legs and said, “All right, I never liked all that hair anyway. Take as much as you want off.”
Grabbing a tuft of Carol’s pussy hair and pulling, “Stand over the toilet and I will get rid of rest of this stuff.” The clippers came to life and soon only short stubble adorned Carol’s pussy. “You know, this will grow back and itch like hell. You should get electrolysis, and then you won’t have to worry again. Until then we should do this regularly. I will help you and make it a regularly part of your training. OK?”
In for a penny, in for a pound, Carol thought. “You’re the coach. Do with me as you will.”
Rachel rubbed her hands together and went to the sink. She ran the hot water and got out a disposable razor. “Come over her and sit on the counter again.” With slow, short strokes, all the hair on Carol from her belly button to her pussy was sliced off. “Get on your hands and knees now and I will get rid of the stuff up your backside.”
Carol felt like a cat as she got down and felt her ass cheeks being pried open. The gentle scrap of the razor soon made her as smooth as the day she was born. Reaching down and rubbing her smooth pussy and ass, Carol felt so different. This whole day had been a step into a new world. As she knelt naked with her pussy bare at the feet of a girl she hadn’t know for more than a day she wondered what would become of the ugly duckling Carol of yesterday.
Helping Carol to her feet, Rachel held Carol’s hand and led her back to her bedroom. Pushing Carol down to sit on her bed, Rachel put her hands on her hips and grinned like a spider who had caught a fat fly in her web. “Are you ready for that little surprise I mentioned in the showers this afternoon?”
“Sure, what have you got.” Rachel slowly unscrewed the metal studs from her nipples. She went over to her dresser and got what looked like hoop earrings. She opened the rings and slid them through the holes in her nipples. Now two rings hung down from Rachel’s erect nipples. Carol had never seen such large nipples, much less on such average size tits. Rachel then took a strand of chain and clipped one end to one of the nipple rings. She then brought the chain up behind her neck and down, attaching it to the other nipple ring. The chain was of a length to force her nipples to be pulled up slightly when she bowed her head. When she raised her head back, her nipple rings were clearly straining, pulling her nipples and her entire boobs upwards.
“That must hurt when your raise your head. Why are you wearing that chain?
Rachel sat next to Carol and looked her in the eye. “My mother is a very demanding women. If you haven’t guessed she runs this family as she sees fit. She kicked my father out when I was two and I have lived with her and her sister Beth my whole life. We are into physical fitness and she plans for me to be an Olympic runner. We move around a lot because sooner or latter it becomes known that she physically controls me and we have to move on. I would do anything for my mother and hope you will accept our live style”.
Carol sat stunned. What had she gotten into? She desperately wanted to stay this girl’s friend. For some reason she was deeply interested in the attention Rachel’s mother paid to her. She couldn’t imagine her parents caring enough to discipline her for error, much less working to have a vision of her future. “If your satisfied with your life, who am I to interfere. But why does she have you wear the rings and chain?”
Rachel lay back on the bed, an action that pulled her breast sharply upward. “Well, Mother says that only by constant reminders of the future hardship I will experience in professional competition will I be able to toughen my resistant to pain. Only by constantly being aware of my body and its shape will I work to keep it in condition. That is why when at home, I am not allowed to wear cloths. Only my rings and chains.”