Sean's Princesses

"What did you--oh, my gawd!"

"He said you belong in Ass Heaven, Pey," Lana repeated to her best friend.

"I'm your sister, Sean! You don't say that about me," the blonde scolded her **** little brother. Peyton's bright red face showed the anger and embarrassment she felt over her brother's comment about her physical assets.

"But, it's true!" Sean insisted, lacking any inhibitions. Any control over what came to his mind and out of his mouth had vanished because of the painkillers currently in his system. The injured teenager still lay stretched out on the couch. Chastity next to him had woken up and moved to sit up and watch the two new arrivals bicker.

"Yeah, Pey, it's true!" Lana agreed, fighting to hold in her laughter. "I said your tits weren't big enough to be in Boobie Heaven, and your thoughtful brother created your very own funland so you wouldn't feel left out. Isn't wonderful of him?"

"Would you please not encourage him in this state?" her angry best friend pleaded.

"Are you saying there can't be more than one funland? Can't Bobbie Heaven be like Disney World and Ass Heaven be like Epcot Center? One is the fun, exciting amusement park, and the other is the boring, educational land. Guess which one you are?" Lana teased her with a smirk.

"Ooh, ooh! I want to be Disney World!" Chastity excitedly declared, bouncing up and down with her hand raised as if she was in a classroom begging for a teacher's attention.

"Don't worry, Chas, you're definitely a ride there that boys want to play on," Lana replied.

"Enough of this, Lana. I told you not to pick on my brother before we saw him. So stop putting ideas into his head," Peyton ordered.

"Well, you do have a fabulous ass. Doesn't she, Seanie?"

"Best ass around! That's what guys tell me," Sean responded, his attention focused on Chastity's shifting bosom.

"Sean!"

"And how does that make you feel, Sean?" Lana pressed on, ignoring his sister.

"Super mad! I don't like people talking about my big sister that way."

"See, Sean cares about you enough to be proud and protective of that awesome ass. Isn't family wonderful?" the busty redhead inquired, tongue-in-cheek.

"Sean, you are not to check out your family's body parts and comment on them," Peyton informed her brother, crouching down in front of the couch to show how seriously she meant her words. "It's creepy."

"Oh, I'm sure Sean here doesn't notice out any other relatives' asses. Yours is special. Right, buddy?" Lana prodded.

"I do! I do!" Sean exclaimed. In his excitement, he nearly knocked his sister onto the very asset being discussed.

"And who's that, boy?" Lana asked in tone one used with a toddler or dog.

"Brynn and Brandy."

"Aunt Brandy?!" Peyton shrieked.

"It seems great asses run on your mom's side of the family. I guess your dad's side is lacking--"

"Nu-huh! Dad's family has great--!" Sean started to defend the other side of the family.

"Jesus, Sean!" Peyton screamed. "What the hell is wrong with you? You're not supposed to check out your family like that."

"Don't yell at Seanie!" Chastity yelled herself. "He's only a little boy."

"Yeah, Pey, Sean's just a horny little boy that drools over his relatives' asses," Lana stated whimsically.

"I don't drool. I only notice things," Sean grumpily protested. "I'm not creepy!"

"Tarter sauce! You're not creepy, Seanie. Sometimes little boys have these urges they can't control when it--"

"He's not a little boy, Chastity. Sean's eighteen!" Peyton interrupted the honey blonde in frustration.

"Yeah, he's only a boy with urges he can't control, Pey. You stand there and practically accuse him of jacking off to his relatives' asses," Lana expressed fake outrage over her best friend's behavior.

"I never said he did that! But noticing your sister's and aunt's butts is pretty wrong," Peyton countered.

"I never touched myself!" Sean blurted out. "Okay, maybe a few times when I was younger, and Aunt Brandy was--"

"Eww! Shut the fuck up, Sean!" Peyton ordered.

"Peeeeyton," Chastity whined. "No potty mouth around Seanie."

"Argh! Chastity, you do realize that you're not getting paid to babysit an actual baby. He's eighteen," Peyton reminded the receptionist again.

"Kitty whiskers! Of course, I know Seanie's not a little baby. You're always such a fuddy-duddy," Chastity said to the slightly younger blonde, showing a rare flash of anger. A spark that she immediately regretted. "Shuzzbutt! I'm sooo sorry, Peyton. Please forgive me for being a meanie."

"That's okay, Chastity. Peyton can be such a fuddy-duddy at times, but we shouldn't call her that," Lana said, patting the ditzy babysitter on the shoulder. "Well, aren't you going to accept her apology and make your own?"

"Apologize for what?" Peyton asked incredulously.

"Rudeness to a nice, kind person helping watch your brother," Lana informed her.

"I'm sorry I snapped at you, Chastity," Peyton apologized, feeling some guilt at taking out her anger at Lana on the sweet woman. "I do hope that Mr. Diamond is paying you well for today."

"Oh, I'm not getting paid. I'm just helping out. I like to do favors," Chastity replied brightly.

"You're not getting paid for today?" Lana asked in disbelief.

"Am I supposed to?"

"You've dealt with getting food thrown at you, had a boy use your breasts like pillows, and had a mother screaming at you. Does that sound like a favor?" Lana questioned.

"Goodness gracious, Lana. That's a normal day of babysitting," Chastity responded with a smile.

"Wait, did you get paid for driving up to the cabin and staying over for two nights?" Lana inquired after the thought hit her.

"I don't think so," Chastity admitted, not really caring either way.

"Damn, Mr. Diamond should send you to Disney World after this weekend," Peyton remarked.

"Ooh, I'd love to go again. Mr. Diamond paid for my family to go when I was little," Chastity revealed. "I love the princesses."

"You're my Sleeping Beauty," Sean remarked, placing his head on her shoulder.

"Aww! You're such a sweetie!" Chastity cried, inadvertently pushing her breasts into his slipping face when she turned to hug him.

"At least turn your head away, Sean," Peyton mumbled, watching her brother gleefully enjoy the boob hug.

"So what Disney princess am I, Sean?" Lana inquired, feeling a little put out by his sudden interest in Chastity over her. She had always been Sean's favorite busty crush.

"I don't think Disney makes princesses for your kind," Peyton remarked, finding herself back on solid ground with the conversation shifting away from tits and asses. "It's Sleeping Beauty, not Slutty Beauty."

"Very funny. You're obviously the wicked stepmother, Pey," she replied before turning back to face the teenager. "So am I Cinderella?"

Studying his first crush for several moments, Sean shook his head. "Tinker Bell!"

"Tinker Bell?!" Lana gasped.

"A cute fairy? That doesn't sound right. I'd say you're more a Jessica Rabbit," Peyton commented while Chastity giggled.

"Why am I Tinker Bell?" Lana demanded.

"Feel only one emotion at a time," Sean said drowsily.

"Oh, he's got you down pat!" Peyton laughed. Finding the comment and Lana's stunned face so hilarious, she leaned down to hug her brother around the neck.

"Who's Peyton, Sean? Which princess is Peyton?" Chastity eagerly asked, getting into the new talk.

"Belle."

"Why does she get to be Belle, and I'm the fairy that barely talks?" Lana challenged.

"Pretty and classy," Sean explained, yawing afterward.

"Aww! That's sweet as sugar," Chastity cried.

Now annoyed, Lana schemed to take advantage of Sean's current condition further. Mulling over the situation, she knew who she wanted to ask about but knew better than to jump to that name first.

"Let's play a little game, Sean," Lana started.

"Let's not," Peyton responded, shooting her friend a warning glare.

"I merely want to see what other characters come to mind for girls that Sean knows," Lana disclosed.

"As in more Disney characters? I love them and know them all!" Chastity enthusiastically revealed, surprising no one.

"Sure, we can keep it confined to Disney characters. We'll even start with an easy one, okay. Who does Newt remind you of?"

"Um, Archimedes."

"Who's Archiwhat?" Lana questioned.

"Ooh, ooh, I know this one, I know it!" Chastity bounced up and down with her hand raised in the air. Sean's tiring body swayed forward, nearly falling back into her cleavage.

"Chastity, we're not in school. Just tell us who it is," Peyton told her.

"He's the owl in The Sword and the Stone!"

"Oh, yeah, that does remind me of Newt," Peyton chuckled, recalling the character.

"Yeah, I don't know that one," Lana remarked, shrugging off her inability to remember the character. "Do we even need to ask about JoJo? It's Ariel, right? No, the sister from Frozen. Wait, it's...actually, I got no clue. She's so quiet."

"No, she's a fighter on the soccer field. So it's the red-haired girl from Brave. Um, what's her name..." Peyton trailed off, thinking hard over the name.

"Merida!" Chastity supplied.

"Jiminy Cricket," Sean said.

"You were right, Peyton," Chastity clapped in support of the brunette.

"No, she's Jiminy Cricket!" Sean declared.

"Wait, really?" Lana questioned.

"Yes!"

"But he's not a girl," Chastity pointed out, utterly confused.

"Of course! Jiminy Cricket is a sidekick, and Sean doesn't see JoJo as a girl," Peyton explained.

"Okay, that's kind of weird," Lana remarked, glancing over at her BFF, who merely shrugged. "How about say your old girlfriend, Beyza?"

"Jasmine. Fiery and forceful."

"Now, that's better," Lana remarked. "How about Whitney?"

"Cinderella!" Chastity screamed.

"This is supposed to be who Sean thinks of when he hears the name," Lana reiterated.

"Sorry," the honey blonde apologized, looking down with sad puppy eyes.

"Snow White AND the Evil Queen," Sean revealed.

"A split personality? Now, that's a much better call, Seanie," Lana complimented.

"But Whitney's not evil," Chastity said, frowning. "Her mom should be the Evil Queen!" Chastity clapped a hand over her mouth. That led to a mumbled, "Sorry."

"She can be a little witchy," Peyton stated, changing the last word to better suit the honey blonde's sensitivities with cursing. "What about Lacey?"

"Wait, not yet! I'm the one who's asking!" Lana bellowed, staring daggers at her friend.

"Yummy," Sean mumbled.

"What?" Peyton asked, toward Lana, not Sean. The busty redhead stared back at her and mouthed, "The Plan." The lightbulb went off in the Tarver sibling's head, and she nodded in response.

"Um, there's no Yummy character. Maybe in Gummi Bears, but I don't know," Chastity commented to Sean, straining hard to remember the names of the candy bears in their cartoon.

"Let's skip to a different name for now. What about Ramsey?" Lana queried.

A long pause ensued. Then Sean unleashed a loud wail. Turning around, he buried his head into the cushions of the couch while crying.

"Dammit, Lana!" Peyton yelled.

"What? I didn't know he would react so poorly," Lana defended herself while feeling terrible for making him cry. "I guess he isn't taking the John thing too well."

"Who is she, Sean? Is she Maleficent?" Chastity questioned, peering down at the weeping teen.

"More like one of Cinderella's stepsisters," Peyton said.

"Poo on a stick!"

"I don't know if that's really fair, Pey," Lana said. "Rammy's not a bad person. She's just a little--"

"Selfish."

"Come on, perk up, Seanie. Won't you smile for me?" Chastity said, quoting Snow White. Getting no response, she tried another idea. "If you keep on believing, the dreams you wish will come true."

"That's beautiful, Chastity. Did you just think of that?" Lana asked in surprise.

"No, Cinderella did!"

"Sean, please don't cry. It will be okay," Peyton said, leaning over her brother to try and soothe him.

"Not...her...my...foot!" he moaned out in intense pain.