"Look what I brought home!"
Megan Pierce ran to the doorway as soon as she heard her father's voice. He stood in the doorway holding a large white box in his arms, which he struggled to keep upright.
"Dad, let me help you with that!" Megan said, as she rushed to help hold the other end of the box. The two of them carried the box into the kitchen and rested it upon the counter.
"Let me see, let me see!" Megan said excitedly.
Bill Pierce gave his daughter a knowing smile, and ceremoniously opened the box so she could to peek inside.
The box contained two large birthday cakes, side by side. One read "Happy Birthday Megan," while the other read "Happy Birthday Mallory."
A grin formed across Megan's face, and she looked up at her father with joy.
"You got me vanilla, right?" Megan asked.
"Vanilla for you, chocolate for Mallory," Bill said.
"I love you, Daddy!" Megan said, and she wrapped her arms around her father and squeezed him tightly.
"Happy Birthday, baby!" Bill said. He rocked her gently, cherishing the embrace. As he released his hold, he looked lovingly into her eyes.
"Wow," Bill said. "Seems like it was just yesterday I just brought you two home from the hospital."
Megan nodded proudly.
"I can't believe today I'll be giving my little angels nineteen spankings!" Bill said.
Megan paused and bit her lip.
"Yeah, Dad, about that," Megan said.
"What dear?" Bill asked.
Megan looked to the floor. She'd been meaning to mention this to her father sooner, but she had a difficult time broaching the topic.
"Well, I was hoping, maybe this year, we could do away with the birthday spankings," Megan said.
Bill's face dropped. Megan felt a knot form in the pit of her stomach. This was the reaction she had feared.
"Oh honey, you know how much I love giving you girls your birthday spankings each year," Bill said. "It would break my heart to stop to stop this tradition now."
Megan dug the tip of her foot into the floor. She hated disappointing her father more than anything else, but she did not make this suggestion lightly.
"Yeah, but we're nineteen now. We're not kids anymore," Megan said. "And I really don't like having my bare bottom spanked in front of my friends anyway. It's sort of- embarrassing."
Bill looked shocked.
"Embarrassing?" Bill asked. "Why would you be embarrassed? Do you want to have your spankings done with your panties on like you did last year?"
Megan shook her head.
"I'd rather not have them at all. Or at least, over my jeans," Megan said. Bill tisked.
"You can't have your spankings over your jeans," Bill said. "You need to be able to feel the spankings against your skin, with no interference from clothing. Look, why don't you talk it over with your sister? Maybe see what she wants to do?"
Megan shook her head in frustration. She knew that would get her nowhere. No sooner did Bill mention her that Mallory Pierce came scampering into the room to give her father an equally as loving a hug as Megan gave him.
"Hi Daddy!" Mallory said, squeezing her father tightly. She turned her head to look at the two birthday cakes, and promptly stuck her finger into the one with her name.
"Chocolate? Yes!" Mallory exclaimed. She licked the frosting from her finger and smiled.
Megan and Mallory were fraternal twins. While they did not look exactly alike, many people did confuse the two. This bothered Megan somewhat, being as their personalities were quite different.
Although they were both average height, with shoulder length brown hair and brown eyes, Mallory was slightly taller and slimmer. They had attractive breasts, though Megan's were noticeably bigger and fuller. Both girls had very cute, round bottoms that looked great in panties, spandex pants, or jeans, which they were wearing now.
"Hey Daddy?" Mallory asked.
"What, Baby?" Bill said.
"Can me and Megan pleeeeease have bare bottom birthday spankings this year?" Mallory asked. "I hated how you told us to leave our panties on last year!"
Bill folded his arms and looked at Megan.
"Well, that was because of your sister," Bill said. "She asked me to leave them on last year."
Mallory turned to Megan indignantly.
"Whyyyyyyyyy?" Mallory asked. "It's soooo much better to get a spanking on the bare bottom, Megan! Come on!"
Megan turned away. Every year, when it came time for the birthday spankings, Mallory would be the first to drop her drawers, eager to get her bare bottom spanked. In recent years, Megan became the reluctant one, much to Mallory's dismay.
"You can do whatever you want," Megan said. "I'd rather not be spanked at all."
Bill shook his head.
"No, what I do for one, I do for both," Bill said. "You two are going to have to come to an agreement."
Bill wasn't trying to be unfair. He knew that Mallory loved being spanked but not by herself. Spanking both girls was a wonderful way to bond the two of them. Mallory worried that one day her father would give in and agree to not spank Megan, and possibly, not spank her either. Mallory decided to do whatever she could to keep Megan on board with her favorite birthday tradition as long as possible.
Mallory put her arm around her sister and pulled her close.
"How about it, Meg?" Mallory asked. "Bottoms up! Are you with me?"
Meg pulled Mallory's arm off her shoulder.
"I'm going to help Mom finish decorating," Megan said, and walked away. Mallory looked at her father.
"She'll come around," Mallory said. Mallory hoped she was right.
When the guests arrived, Mallory cranked up the music and handed out party hats and leis. Megan greeted each guest at the door and took their coats.
"Hi, thanks, for coming," Megan said as each person entered. Megan took the coats to her parents' bedroom and placed them upon the bed. When she emerged from the bedroom, Mallory waited for her just outside the bedroom door.
"Eric Rosenthal is here," Mallory said with a smile. "Isn't he that boy you like?"
"Shh!" Megan said. "Don't mess this up for me!"
"Ooooh, I guess so!" Mallory said, hopping up and down excitedly.
Megan checked her reflection the hallway mirror and adjusted her hair. Many people told Megan she was pretty. Megan liked to think so. Satisfied with her appearance, Megan turned confidently down the hallway and out into the living room.
She found Eric standing in the center of the room with a cup of soda in his hand.
"Hi Eric!" Megan said.
"Hi Megan," Eric said. "Great party."
"Thanks," Megan said. "Want me to take your coat?"
"Take my coat?" Eric asked. "Why?"
"I'm just gonna put it in the other room," Megan said.
"Oh, right," Eric said, feeling flustered. He removed his jacket and handed it to Megan.
"Are you gonna give me a ticket so I can get it back?" Eric asked.
"You're funny, Eric," Megan said. Eric smiled and took a sip of his soda.
Megan carried Eric's coat up to her parents' bedroom. As she placed it upon the bed, she smelled Eric's cologne emanating from the material. She held it to her nose to smell it closer. It was an intoxicating aroma. Megan found herself feeling slightly aroused.
Megan returned to the living room to find Mallory inviting the guests into the basement.
"We have a karaoke machine in the basement for anyone who wants to try!" Mallory said.
Megan casually walked up to Eric.
"Are you going to try the karaoke?" Megan asked.
Eric shook his head.
"No way," Eric said. "Not my thing."
"That's cool," Megan said. "It's still fun to watch."
"I know," Eric smiled. Megan felt her face flush red when she realized her unintentional innuendo.
The partygoers packed themselves into the basement, which left very little room to sit or move around. As Megan wormed her way through the crowd she found to her dismay she'd been separated from Eric. Megan made her way to the edge of the crowd and stood near the wall, where she would have a good view of the singers.
Mallory took to the karaoke machine first. She and her friend Heather decided to sing "I Kissed a Girl," much to the crowd's amusement, namely because Mallory and Heather themselves had kissed at a party a year earlier and had become gossip topic number one at their high school.
Once the giggling had died down, Mallory stepped aside and let a few other guests have a turn. Mallory's friend Tyler took the mike and sang a melodious rendition of "Piano Man," which impressed many of the girls, especially Mallory. Megan stood quietly while she watched several others perform, until Mallory took her by the arm and led her up to the machine.
"Your turn, sis," Mallory said. Megan's face flushed red again.
Megan sheepishly took the mike and sang her best rendition of "Standing Still" that she could, before passing the mike back to her sister. The crowd gave her an encouraging applause as she attempted to disappear within it.
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