Her target was an out-of-date copy of "Sixteen Magazine". She swiped it from the concrete beneath her deck-chair and rolled it up into a tightly wound cylinder. She thwacked it a few times against her thigh, testing the strength of its bound form. Kyle, merely two feet away, was still oblivious to the implement of doom that his older step-sister was getting ready to unleash. He continued to feast away, unaware as Kimberly raised the magazine far above her head, ready to strike.
She brought it down with a great fury, colliding with Kyle at lightning speed. His insignificant body burst into a mushy blob as the force of the collision tore him asunder. In an instant, Kyle was no more, nothing but a red-and-black stain on his sisters large tits. Michelle wasn't spared, either. The attack had sent a sharp pain through her sensitive chest, causing her to yelp out in pain.
"Yowch!" She shouted, "What the hell, Kim? I was gonna get it myself!"
"What's wrong, sis? 'Fraid I was gonna pop one of your boobs?" Kim replied with a smile.
"Hmph. 'Least my tits are bigger than my belly, jerk..."
The two went at it for a while longer, each ignorant of the fate that had befallen their (not so) dear brother Kyle. He had been reduced to a smudge and even that would be washed away before long. The boy that had burdened his family so was no more.
With your work complete, you pondered your next move. While you could have explored town looking for your next victim, there was a pair of girls right here, just waiting for you to unleash you powers. What did you do?
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