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Sam heard the front door slam. He guessed his sister Suzette had come home from school. He heard voices, and recognized the voice of Suzette's hot friend Liza. He listened as they chatted about some dance that weekend and walked past his room to Suzette's. He heard the door close then a second later, loud annoying pop music started playing.

"You get one chance," Sam thought. He made sure his cock was safely tucked away and got up and went to his sister's room and knocked on the door.

Suzette opened the door. His sister had just turned 18. She was medium build and curvy and had on skinny jeans and a white v-neck top. "No, I'm not turning the music down!" she said, not waiting for the request.

Sam looked and saw Liza lying on her back on Suzette's bed. She was reading a fashion magazine. She wore a blue floral print dress, and she had her knees up, and the dress had slid down, showing off lots of thigh.

Suzette slammed the door in Sam's face.

Sam went back to his room. He left his door open. He pulled up Suzette's profile on the Master PC. He did not want to make any sudden changes which would freak people out, so he read through the "help" section. He found he could make changes happen over time, so he added fat cells to Suzette's buttocks, hips, and thighs, but especially the buttocks, increased her appetite and decreased her metabolism. If what he did worked the way he planned, his bratty pain-in-the-ass sister would gain at least fifteen pounds between now and her high school graduation and all below the waist. Next he found bladder control. He slid the bar to 0.

A couple of moments later, he heard Suzette's door open. He looked out into the hall, and saw his sister run by with a hand over her crotch. A second later, he heard the bathroom door slam shut. He got up and walked into the hall. Liza was walking out of Suzette's room.

"Everything OK?" asked Sam.

"Um, kinda," said Suzette. She walked to the bathroom door and knocked on it. "Suze, you OK?"

Sam leered at Liza. She was tall and slender with killer legs and firm B cups. She had dark blonde hair in a long pony tail. He cracked his knuckles and went back into his room. He closed his door.

He put Suzette's bladder control back to normal, but found a way to make it go to zero any time she was in REM sleep. "A week or so of bed wetting might take you down a peg," he whispered to himself.

He then pulled up Liza's profile. "Now what to do with...or better yet...to you?"