"Out of the way you cows." My sister growled pushing through the trio on her way out of the party, needless to say she was upset.
"I'm sorry." I told the three stunned costumed women as I passed through in my older sibling's wake.
"What the fuck did that bitch say?" One of them asked the other.
"Cows! You deaf as well as fat?" Carly threw back over her shoulder, just as she turned the corner to stomp her way down the sidewalk.
I gave a look back at the three, trying to apologize with a shrug, but they were too busy being offended. Rightfully so I'd say. They were bigger women, sure, but not fat. Certainly not cows. What was ironic was that it was only then that I noticed what they were dressed as. Penguin, Catwoman, and Poison Ivy. I didn't have much time to look before rounding the corner to chase after my sister but I was very disappointed in leaving the party early. All three were basically wearing one piece swimsuits with the different supervillain paraphernalia tacked on. They were completely adorable and standing outside completely without guys.
Shaking my head at what a perfect ice breaker I'd have to introduce myself, as I chased after Batgirl while dressed as Robin. Batman, her boyfriend Roger, had gone to another party first that he was going to "swing by real quick like". Texting Carly over and over he was "on his way" only for his friend to text Carly that Roger was too drunk to drive, so he'd taken Roger's keys. Which had pissed Carly off for a lot of reasons.
"Carly! Jesus! Wait up!" I took her arm, forcing her to stop her angry stomp the two blocks to where we'd parked our car.
"Why does he do this shit to me? Why do I put up with it?" Of course I had no answer to that, but he had been doing it since Freshman year of high school and they were both twenty-two now.
Why she put up with it? That was a question nobody could answer. I don't live with my head in the sand, I knew very well my sister was the "hottest girl in school" while she'd gone. She was a slim, yes I'll say it, very beautiful brunette. Sure Roger had been the most popular guy in school, is rich, and handsome but he was also an asshole. Or, just seemed to think Carly would forgive him no matter what he did so he did whatever he wanted. Like insist we go to his friend's party instead of the one Carly wanted to go to, then ditch us.
"Carly I..." Didn't get much more than that before somebody else was calling her name.
I don't really know what happened. It was probably just too many comic book movies but there was an image of Catwoman drop kicking me out of the way. All I really know is when I opened my eyes I was like ten feet away from a scene out of a movie. Catwoman and Batgirl rolling around fighting while Penguin and Poison Ivy cheered on their fellow villain.
Only the more I watched this strange dream/movie the more I realized lots of things weren't right. Penguin was a busty girl with a big (rather beautiful) booty and Poison Ivy was meekly trying to pull her friend off Batgirl. Another thing was Catwoman was hissing my sister's name while she fought Batgirl. Worse of all Batgirl downright sucked. Best hits she got off were a couple of flailing slaps, while switching from whimpering to be let go to throwing insults about the curvy Catwoman's weight.
I may or may not have let out a chuckle at how bad Batgirl was getting her ass handed to her. It wasn't until Catwoman dragged Batgirl behind the house, growling about how somebody was finally going to teach the arrogant evil bitch a lesson, that it cleared up. I was leaning against a white picket fence where I'd hit my head against the support post. It didn't clear right up but enough that I knew this wasn't a movie.
Rubbing the back of my head I crawled after where they'd all gone. My sister getting dragged by her hair while the other two costumed chubbies begged their friend to stop, to reconsider. The bright yellow pleated skirt was on the grass between the house and the tall wood fence, I picked it up. The world tipping left and right from bending over to do it, making me lean against the house to keep from falling down.
"What are you doing? What are you doing you fat bitch?" I heard my sister hiss in a lull in the music from the party we'd left.
Still using the house I stumbled forward till I reached the corner. My sister was flailing on the ground, obviously completely spent by how she was panting. Or how easily Catwoman shoved her back down to the grass with her foot. Carly's skirt was already gone, for a second or two I thought she'd been wearing nothing underneath but I saw the slim black stripe of the thong as she tried to get up. Heard the shutter sound a second before she was pushed back down again, my sister tried again but this time she was shoved onto her back.
The costume had been yanked all askew, I don't think by the fight. It was too perfect. Both my sister's perky handful tits were exposed. A trick of the light making her dark little nipples appear painted black, her evenly tanned skin tone pale white. Catwoman reached down, yanking the front of the black thongs aside to expose a mostly hairless pussy that my sister immediately slapped a hand over to cover.
"Look what we found in our backyard." Catwoman said with wicked amusement in her voice. "Batslut Carly Meyers drunk and playing with her batcunt."
"What? No you bitch that's not..." My sister started way too late for the beep as Catwoman stopped recording. Recording what for sure had looked exactly like what the super villain had said was going on.
"Say another word and I'll fucking post that shit." My sister opened her mouth but Catwoman fell on her, knocking the air from her. Playing the short video again right in Carly's face. Denial and then panic setting in her normally all confident brown eyes at what she saw. "Tell me what that looks like to you?"
"Okay, stop! Get off! What do you want?" My skinny sister asked in defeat.
"What do you think? We want you to apologize!" Penguin stepped forward, meek but there was something there built up inside.
"No." Catwoman hissed.
"Yes! For all the mean stuff you said about us." Penguin pulled Catwoman back maybe trying to take charge or just not liking the way her friend stood astride my sister, back till the other woman was sitting on the grass away from my sister. Giving me time to will my brain to stop rocking in my skull like a boat in rough seas. "And for being a... a... bitch to us to tonight. You called us fat! Don't you think being ignored by all the guys was proof of that enough, you had to say it out loud!"
"Yeah! What did we ever do to you? We never did anything to you but you..! You and your boyfriend always called us... names!" Poison Ivy marching up to join her friend's righteous indignation putting courage into what was clearly an otherwise shy woman.
"You called us lesbians!" Catwoman kicked out but Carly was just out of reach.
"You are! Look what the fuck you did to me!" That hit them hard enough that they reeled back, but it was a dumb thing to say.
I knew Carly was a bully. She wasn't go out of her way bitch but more "drive by" mean. Spouting an insult as she passed you in the hallway, or coming out of a party, or when you just wake up. Yeah, she did that shit to me too. I don't think she even registered doing it a lot of the time. She did know she was doing it when Roger was around, because it made him laugh. She liked making him laugh. I'd never participated myself, but being quiet and faking a smile afterwards had always made me complicit. Guilt ridden and very complicit.
"You just can't fucking help yourself? You want me to be a lesbian, alright, I will be." She growled.
Catwoman pulled off her leather skirt with a yank. Grumbling more while unsnapping what was a leotard and not a one piece swimsuit. Penguin and Poison Ivy making some noises to start calling their friend out but it was too late. Catwoman slipped out of her black panties. I could only see her big bare butt from my angle but Carly saw the front, got exactly two backstroke movements away before Catwoman was on her again.
Crawling up her till she had my sister's face at her pussy. "If you're gonna call me a lesbian I might as well be, right? Now lick my pussy! Lick it!"
Of course I had to act at this point. Only I acted too fast for having stood there too long. The first big step sent a jolt through my entire body that felt like a shovel to the back of the head. I went to my hands and knees, made a mewling noise nobody seemed to hear. Mostly (besides the pain) getting nothing but a perfect view of my sister slipping a finger into her own pussy. At the same time Catwoman moaned, going from stiff anger to pliant surprised softness.
"What? Is she doing it?" Poison Ivy asked, her voice ten octaves higher than it had been.
"YES!" Catwoman hissed running her fingers over her curvy body, clearly unprepared for how good it would feel.
"Oh my god!" Penguin pointed to where Carly was actually playing with herself now, lifting her phone to record it. Panning from the long delicate fingers working over the labia filled vagina, up where the yellow bat logo now sat over Carly's flat stomach. Catwoman's butt was big enough that Carly's dark nipples were only just visible. Around the full milk white thighs to a close up of what I could hear was my sister eagerly licking the pussy previously forced on her. "Oh my god Carly Meyers is eating you out while fingering herself!"
"She is? She is! You like that pussy? Oooh it's a good pussy isn't it?" Catwoman turned on so much by the sight of my sister self pleasuring that she pulled her stretchy low cut top till her big breasts spilled free. Running the shiny leather gloved hands over the hard pink nipples. My sister moaning what was clearly approval between the woman's legs. "Yeah you do! Oh yeah you do! Lick it! Mmmmm, lick it!"
Trying to get up only got me to a seated position. I just couldn't look away. I sat there watching my sister eat out another woman while fingering herself. And... I got hard, I'll admit it. Not all the way, but enough that it was part of why I didn't try and stand up. There was a little bit of padding in the suit but it was tight enough that my erection would be as obvious as a spotlight in the night's sky if I stood up.
