The Rest of the Shift and on to Home

The day flew by in typical fashion and wonder of wonders as the lunch rush started Victoria showed up on time for once. I looked over at the door as the bell rang to see her slight redheaded form. As typical she had her nose buried in her phone though.

"Oh so you're actually on time for once. And it's not even payday." Bethany sneered at the other girl from behind me. It wasn't just Victoria's attitude, or lack of work ethic. Dan had hired the slender girl before she'd even graduated high school and Bethany seemed to have taken that personally. Maybe they'd cheated on her or something. Still Bethany hadn't fired her, and the slim redhead seemed to have no intent to quit. It was a strange tense dynamic between them that I wasn't dipping so much as a toe into. Victoria had been nothing but a bitch to me the few times I made the mistake of trying to get to know her, and Bethany went from quiet competence to down right shrew like around the other woman. It was almost better when she was late, then I had less time to be caught in the crossfire.

Victoria wasn't even fun to ogle like Bethany was. Oh her face was downright angelic, if vapid, with delicate features bright green eyes and a pouty mouth, but her body was stick thin. Flat as a board, and no ass to speak of.

She just breezed past Bethany without a word to head back for her own apron. I gave up my spot at the till to the older woman with a shrug. I knew she hated working on drinks with the redhead and I could ignore what little help she gave until I was gone.

It was a lot easier today with all that was on my mind.

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Despite the creepy atmosphere I had planned on stopping by Celestial Delights on my way home to see if I could ask more questions, but the store was gone. I stood in front of the empty lot that was here everyday, that I should have remembered should have been here this morning. "The. Hell." I really shouldn't be shocked after what I'd seem the Alterscope do though. If the crazy blonde, Didi, could make this alchemical wonder what was a shop that was only there when it wanted to be? I shook my head and moved on to the bus stop, I had a week before I was supposed to come back and it would probably be here then. And if not, well I guess the Alterscope was my problem.

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Walking up to the house I groaned. Parked out front was the entirely too pink sports car that my annoying neighbor and my twin sister's best friend owned. Amber lived just across the street in her parents own huge house and they had no problem throwing money at her unlike my own mother's penny pinching. They'd even bought her a ridiculous pair of breast implants for her eighteenth birthday, an investment in her career as a cheerleader apparently. She couldn't be bothered to park at her house and walk over, but it was good warning of the headache I was about to receive.

Sure enough Amber and my twin sister Katherine were in the living room, both still wearing their cheerleading outfits. Both of them looking damn good I had to admit, showing of toned legs and trim stomachs. The skimpy tops and skirts didn't do much to hide their perfect round asses or the swells of their breasts either, though Amber's massive funbags made Katherine's almost a afterthought. She'd always been pissed that she didn't get mom's tits like Megan, though Katherine wasn't small.

These thoughts didn't take long to race through my mind as blood raced to other places. "Ugh, what the fuck do you want pervert?" My sister's harsh words cut through, bringing me back to earth. One time accidently walking in on her while she was getting ready to take a shower had started us on this long road of loathing. And she never let me forget.

"I just got home, this is the entryway." As if she didn't know that.

"Whatever loser, just get out of my face." Amber laughed along with my sister, and to think we used to be friends.

I moved on past the living room with the sounds of mocking laughter chasing me to come face to face with another nightmare from the kitchen entrance.

"Are you bothering your sister again? Why can't you leave those girls alone? They have a bright future, unlike some people." My mother stood there glaring at me with her arms under her own huge breasts, no implants there though. She was wearing her workout gear still as well, like she was competing with the bimbos in the living room or something. She was forty but you'd never know it looking at her. She had Katherine's red hair and green eyes and looked damn good squeezed into grey skintight yoga pants and a black sports bra. I had my eyes firmly on hers though, no way I was risking another lecture on 'the male gaze.' Not today.

"I just got home, from work." Not that she knew what that was like, she hadn't worked a day since dad died. "I'm just going to my room."

She looked me up and down and snorted, then turned back to the kitchen. I knew that trap though and didn't watch her finely muscular ass walk away, only to be caught looking. I headed up stairs instead.

Once in my room I let out the breath I'd been holding. No sign of Megan, so at least that was one terror I'd avoided. Megan had gotten all of mom's tits and more, but she'd gotten dad's black hair and size. Unlike me who just had his hair. At five four I was a good foot shorter than my Amazonian older sister, and scrawny to boot. She didn't mope when mom stopped spending money on us to favor her spoiled brat of my twin. Amber had only doubled down on her work as a fitness instructor, and made a deal with mom to act as her personal trainer instead of paying rent like I had to. She was always yelling at me to 'pick myself up by my bootstraps' whatever the fuck that was supposed to mean.

I didn't want another lecture from Megan. After having three walking wet dreams shoved in my face what I wanted was relief from the pressure in my pants.

I only had a old, not very smart, phone and certainly didn't have a computer to call my own, and no fucking way was I getting away with watching porn on the family PC in the den. But I did have treasures scavenged from second hand shops that weren't for reselling.

I pulled a box out from under my bed and lifting the lid grinned at the first almost naked woman on the cover of the top magazine. I may not have the internet at my fingers, but I still had porn thanks to Hustler and Playboy.

I got a stupid idea then, and could only blame the sight of Amber's unnaturally perky giant tits bouncing around in the living room and in my mind. What if I used the Alterscope on one of the girls in a magazine and then turned say a pencil into a copy of her? The picture was just a image, not the real thing so there shouldn't be a mind to it. Just a perfect living breathing sex doll to use and then put away after. Why the fuck not?

I tossed off my clothes in a hurry after setting the leather case on the bed, then opened the top mag to my favorite centerfold. Quickly snapping the emerald lens in place I sighted down the scope making sure to get the whole huge titted blonde in all her naked glory in my sights before pressing and releasing the button with a click.

Emerald and Ruby lenses in place I started to look around for something to use, already pressing the button down I was so eager.

And just then my door slammed open and I whirled to see my older sister standing there with a snarl on her face. I never got to hear what she was going to say as she disappeared and a magazine hit the floor where she had been standing.

I looked down at the Alterscope in my hand. "Oh shit! What the fuck did I just do?"