This choice: Brother, sister and husband • Go Back...Chapter #6A Brother, Sister, and her Husband by: Cardio   "THIS IS BULLSHIT!!" The furious ferocious terror or the ring, the one, the only, 'Killer' Karl Crocket said from his wheelchair in his sister's living room. "Karl, I know you're frustrated but that doesn't give you the right to raise your voice in my house, so SHUT YOUR MOUTH!" Karl's sister Liz said shouting down to her brother as she stood over his wheelchair. The two siblings looking like they were about to kill each other with the daggers they were glaring each other with, when some reached around Liz and pulled her back from her brother. It was another large muscular man who was almost as well built as Karl, a pretty boy blonde named 'Ripper' Rick Golden who also happened to be Liz's husband. The tough man Karl normally wouldn't take his sister talking down to him like this laying down, but he was feeling as down as he ever had.
And he had good reason for feeling down. Karl and his tag team partner/brother in law Rick were on their way to the big time. Next week they were scheduled to make their debut in the Federation. The largest wrestling promotion in the world. Karl knew they had the skills and looks to make it big there, but in their final match before making the leap to the big times, Karl got into a freak accident in the ring in a ladder match and snapped his left leg into splinters. He had just finally gotten cleared from the hospital and was staying with Liz and Rick so they could help take care of him.
"This just isn't fair," Karl said getting himself angry so he wouldn't feel like crying over his loss, "We were this close to making it Rick, the Killer and the Ripper were gonna take the world by storm and a stupid freak accident stops it. I'm gonna be in a cast for at least a year and then it'll be about a dozen more surgeries and years of rehab before I can walk again let alone wrestle. And by then I'll be past my prime, no way the Federation will want me then."
"You know I hate this for you, man, but that's the way life is. What'd we always say? Life sucks and then you die. Nothing is guaranteed man, you just got to keep fighting and before you know it you'll be with me in the Federation before you know it."
"So they still want you?" Karl said bluntly.
"Yeah, they gave me a call this morning that they still want me to have a trial match as a singles wrestler. It's not my specialty but I'll be damned if I don't make them sign me."
"I'm...happy for you." Karl said trying not to sound as jealous as he felt.
Rick gave a solum nod, "Thanks man, I just wish that even if you couldn't wrestle with me, I wish you would walk out with me to the ring."
"Yeah, well, walking isn't something that's going to happen anytime soon." Karl said as he looked bitterly down at his cast which now had a rather detailed picture of a dick drawn on it courtesy of his marker wielding sister. "The hell Liz? I'd still like to go out in public without being brought up on public indecency charges. Why'd you give the stupid thing veins? You trying to show off the degree you got biology?"
"I just wanted to draw that on your cast before I took it off?" Liz said as she capped her marker. Karl just looked confused, "What the hell are you talking about, the cast isn't supposed to get changed for weeks."
"That's what the doctor's said, but I want to make sure you are with Rick when he achieves his dream, you deserve to be there walking by his side."
"And how am I going to do that sis, I couldn't even count the number of fractures in my leg it was so screwed up." Karl said trying to push the mental image of his destroyed leg from his mind.
Rick looked at his wife and smiled, "Well, do you remember my cousin, the writer? He sent me this package about a year ago with this weird medallion thing in it. It has all these weird symbols and stuff all over it."
"Let me guess, this is a magical medallion that will absorb my negative energy and turn it into positive energy crystals to make me walk again." Karl said rolling his eyes.
"You got it half right," Liz said going to a cabinet and pulling out a small brown box. She opened it to reveal a gold medallion with symbols that Karl had never seen before. "It is magic, and will help you walk just in a way you wouldn't expect."
"Whatever, just get that bullshit out of my face. I'm not in the mood for that kind of quack nonsense. Damn Liz, I thought you were smarter than that."
Rick shook his head and laughed, "I knew he wouldn't believe it." Liz smiled, "I knew he wouldn't, he's too thick headed to believe anything I say, that's why I'm going to prove him wrong with...THIS!" And in an instant she grabbed a piece of cloth out of her pocket, wrapped it around medallion and tossed it to Karl. Karl grabbed it out of the air with his lightning quick reflexes, even a broken leg couldn't take that away from him, and he unwrapped the medallion to take a closer look at it.
"Gah!" Karl said as he dropped the medallion to the ground, "Damn, that thing shocked me. What the hell did you wrap it in?" Karl unfolded the fabric to unveil an old looking bra. "Why did you just...?" Karl began to ask but Liz smiled and cut him off. "Oh, that's one of my old bras and you're going to need that in about 3...2....1..."
Right on cue Karl felt a weird rumbling throughout his body. It didn't hurt, but it was like his body was shifting. He could feel and see his muscles that he spent most of his life on seem to melt away into soft flesh. He hair which he always kept a short black buzz cut felt like it was flowing over his whole head, and finally he felt his rock hard pecs practically leap off his chest as they turned into round and full breasts. He looked like a carbon copy of his sister, although maybe a year or two younger looking.
"What?! What the?! What did you do to me! You're a witch! I'll throttle you!" Karl said as he looked over his body so quickly and violently he almost tipped his wheelchair over. But Rick was quicken enough he steadied the chair. Liz laughed at her brother's sudden reaction to womanhood, "If you want some, come get some, walk over here and come get me."
"You ass, you know I have a busted leg!" Karl shrieked at his sister.
"Or do you." Said Rick with a sly smile on his face. He pulled a heavy duty pocket knife out of his pocket and before Karl could stop him, he began to saw away at the cast. Karl tried to stop him, but his much weaker arms were like flies buzzing around to Rick. After a few minutes of hacking, the cast fell to the ground.
"Why would you two sickos do this! You somehow turn me into a girl and now you take my cast off? Is this some kind of sick torture fetish you two have. I want you to turn me back right now and then I never want to see either of you two again!" Karl said as he stood up and walked up to his sister and and shouted in her face at eye level. Liz just smiled a warm smile at her brother as the adrenaline rush slowed down and Karl stopped breathing heavily. After a full minute of silence, reality dawned on Karl.
"Wait a second." He looked back at Rick by the wheelchair and opened cast on the other side of the room and then to his sister in front of him, and finally down at his bare leg. His whole and fully function (albeit female) leg. Tears began to well up in Karl's eyes before he could stop it.
"Thank you." Was all he said before giving his sister the biggest hug he'd ever given her, despite being smaller than he'd ever been.
A lot of smiles, laughs, and tears were shed before everything settled down. And one short lesson in bra wearing by Liz to her brother, she and Rick sat at their kitchen table as Karl enjoyed the ability to walk as he paced around the kitchen. They told Karl how they had discovered the medallions power a few weeks after getting it and had been using it mainly to spice up their sex lives. Rick would 'borrow' some clothes from the men and woman's locker rooms and proceed to have wild nights with all sorts of athletic bodies. They were even getting to a point were they were comfortable going out in public as each other. Liz even confessed she'd had a tag match with Karl once about a month ago.
"That was you sis! No offense but I was wondering why the 'Ripper' sucked so much that night. I just assumed he was hung over. But considering it was your first time in the ring it...wasn't the worst."
Liz bowed, "Thank you. We've kept the medallion a secret for so long, but after you got hurt, we knew we had to try and help. Especially since you two were so close to your big break with the Federation."
Karl's eyes suddenly went wide, "Wait a second, we can still have out chance! 'Killer' and 'Ripper' can still take on the world as a tag team! I just got to use the medallion with one of my old outfits and I'll have my body in perfect shape."
Rick grimaced, "You know I'd love that to happen more than anything 'Killer', but that won't work. Everyone in the Federation knows about your injury, hell a lot of people in the world have seen it. The vid of your leg break went viral. Billions of views. So if you show up with a perfect leg everyone will assume you did some sort of illegal super steroid."
"Or worse, they'll track it to the medallion and we'll all be screwed." Liz said solubly.
"Well...what am I supposed to do then? We have a magic item that lets me wrestle again, and I'm not supposed to use it?"
"Oh you'll use it, just not in a way you'll love. But will get you close to the action." Liz said as she and Rick revealed their plan for Karl.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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