Piercings, For Sure

"You know, I've always kind of wanted piercings." Thought Claire aloud with a finger to her lips. When she pondered hard, she looked up and to the left. "I never really thought of myself as that type of girl though. You know, all out 'buck the system', 'You don't tell me what to do' type?"

"True, but you always have been the one to convince me to do silly, dare I say reckless, things." Said Mia, thinking back. "Like when you dared me to pants Frankie Lutz because she knowingly spilt chocolate milk on that new blouse you got."

"Oh my God. Yes!"

"So maybe you are the type who might get piercings... Not too much, but enough to be that kind of sexy."

Claire gave Mia a loving glance. "You think I'm 'that kind of sexy'...? I always thought you and Ryan got the perfect genes." Claire turned a bit somber. "Mom and dad always loved your special duo more and I just had to suck it up and lead like an older sibling does when she thinks no one cares about her."

Mia looked at Claire and felt something deep that had been unspoken between them. She knew her parents, Frank and Becca had always nurtured and cared for Claire, but most of their attentions were towards her and her brother. She looked up to Claire because she was strong and principled, but she was only that way because she felt she was alone.

As Claire's eyes turned a deeper shade of blue, the tears in her eyes starting to build, Mia crossed to her and gave her a big hug. She rested her head on her shoulder and spoke softly to her, "I've always loved and cared about you. Truth be told in every way that counts you're probably better than me... You just didn't share a womb with your sibling. And you can totally rock some piercings... Especially because the alternative is much worse."

"Yeesh!" She wiped away her moist eyes. She couldn't entertain the thought of actually masturbating in front of Mia and Ryan, especially now that Ryan is spewing semen. "Piercings it is."

As Mia and Claire held onto each other a bit longer, Mia could feel a distinct moment where it now seemed that something tough was poking through Claire's bra into the soft flesh of her own boobs.

She backed away. "It happened. Did you notice it?" Claire glanced down at her exposed chest and spotted the shiny new addition to the center of her abs. A branching tree pendant hung from a ring through her belly button.

"Naw way!?" She shouted, she slurred her speech a little because she wasn't used to the stud in her tongue. And realization hit her. "And that too!?" She stuck a finger in her mouth and felt the odd sensation it brought. It felt like it had always been there even though she knew it hadn't. "Shit Mia, get offh for a sec!" Mia dismounted and backed away. "Can you..." She pointed at the hallway.

"...watch for Ryan? Yes."

Claire was amazed at this new change. She glanced down at her pert breasts and ran a finger under her bra. There it was, a small horseshoe-shaped piercing traveling through her nipple. It was now warm from being attached to her, but it seemed alien. "This is so naughty. Can you imagine mom's response when she finds out?" She fished out a boob because she couldn't believe it by touch alone. Her puffy pink nipples now had friends. She tugged on the piercing... And right as rain, it was attached. It felt liberating and sexy to sport such lavish embellishments of her nipples and she couldn't help but yank again to feel the odd sensation on her tits.

One hand reached into her mouth and felt at the stud centered in her slippery tongue. It was a small metal barbell that set her nerve endings alight with sensation.

She put her boob away and remembered one more. Down under her thong, she could tell it was there. With one skinny hand, she checked. She felt two metal balls jutting out, forming a vertical clitoral hood piercing. Actually, the top metal piece had some definition to it. Her fingers prodded around to divine that it was a heart. She pondered, "Does the box have a sense of style?" As she fingered her new clit piercing, she could feel her body get hotter. She reached down further and could feel just how wet her pussy was. She thought to herself, "Is this turning me on? God! I need to be careful or I might end masturbating in front of my siblings anyways."

Mia turned back from her guard post and said in a hush. "Stop playing with yourself. Ryan is coming." With that, Claire removed her hand from her vagina inspection site and their two thirds of a circle was re-formed around the ominous box.

Ryan looked ridiculous by any standard as he waddled back in. A towel was wrapped around his waist while he gripped that and another towel for cleanup (since he is at least a little thoughtful), he was hunched over like he's from Notre Dame holding something under his crotch, and scowling while avoiding all eye contact. He sat down clumsily but carefully, positioning whatever was under the towel carefully as he settled. Then he addressed the room with an air of frustration, "Before you ask, it's a cup... For my leakage."

"Noooo, it's not the toothbrush cup is it?" Asked Mia, knowing that he hadn't visited the kitchen.

"Yes, but I will clean it." Said Ryan with a commanding point of his hand.

"Just burn it. I'll buy a new one." Mia flopped down onto her back.

"Okay... Did I miss anything?" Asked Ryan, ready to switch subjects.

"Just these!" Exclaimed Claire, pointing at her tongue and stomach. "... And some others."

"Really!?" Said Ryan as his voice cracks. "You get sexy piercings and I get potentially life-ruining genital issues! I'm going to have to wear Depends for the rest of my life or like... A jizz catheter."

"Gross. I hate that combination of words." Said Claire. "Let's just finish this."

"I hate that I would have to use it at all or worse consider wearing one. Do we even know when this ends or what will happen after? Hmmm...?"

Ding. A card shot out.

"No," Claire replied. "... But we must finish."

"I got it." Said Mia, since it was her turn. "Either..." She just stared for a moment then stammered out a breathless reply. "No, no, no, no."