Shelly had been a quiet person for as long as she could remember. It wasn't actually a choice she made, but when you were the youngest of four, and when your older brothers were as boisterous as they were, one had no choice to be anything but quiet. It did not help that her mom had left when she was so young that she had almost no memories of her. She was three years old at the time, and Shelly didn't talk for almost a whole year after her mom left.
Now Shelly was eighteen and finishing up her last year of high school. It was just her and her dad living in that big old house, just outside of Boston. Soon she would join the path of her older brothers and go off to college. College plans were about all she and her brothers had in common. Physically no one would ever think they were related. All of her brothers were massive. Joe, the youngest of the three was six foot three inches tall and played outside linebacker for his college. Jack and George, the other two brothers both played basketball when they were in college. Jack was now married and living in California with his wife and two kids, and George was living and working in Manhattan at some kind of high powered financial job.
Joe went to Boston College, but he would often spend his weekends back at home with Shelly and her dad. When they were in high school together, when she was a freshmen and he a senior, he was so overly protective of Shelly that none of the boys at school would talk to her for fear that her big brother would beat them to a bloody pulp.
Maybe Joe was over protective of Shelly because she seemed so fragile. She was tiny compared to her brothers. She was barely over five feet tall, and she couldn't have weighed one hundred pounds soaking wet. While her brothers all had dark, course hair, Shelly had the fine blonde hair of her mother. She also had her mom's features. Her mother had always looked so young. When she left her family, it was rumored that she had run off with one of her former students.
Shelly hated how young she looked. She couldn't get into an R rate movie without showing her ID. When she drove anywhere, people would point at her thinking that she was some 13 year old that had stolen her parent's car. When she was 16, a police officer actually pulled her over thinking she was barely a teenager.
With her tiny frame, and her baby face, Shelly was often mistaken for a freshman, or even a middle school age child. This drove her mad.
Shelly was in her room studying for a big chemistry test, when she got the phone call that changed everything. Her brother Joe had crashed his motorcycle, and it was bad. When she got to the hospital, Joe had already been rushed into surgery. She was told that he was in stable condition, but he had broken a lot of bones. Her father got to the hospital about twenty minutes after Shelly. He was more mad than shocked.
"I told him not to ride that fuckin thing! How does he expect to honor his scholarship now"?
Shelly just sat stunned for hours in the hospital. She did not say a word to anybody.
Joe came home almost a month later. He was barely recognizable. His once handsome face now was marred with red scars. His entire upper body was in a cast. He had shattered both arms, fractured his color bone, and suffered a herniated disc in his back. He was lucky that his back didn't break. Joe's spirit did not escape injury either. Shelly did not see him smile once as she tried to make his old room comfortable for him.
"I am sorry I have to put you through all this Shell. It kills me to have to burden you."
"Please Joe. I'm your sister. The least I can do is look after you until you get better. And they are going to cut those casts off in about a month. It's no big deal."
It was a big deal, but Shelly loved her brother. What else could she do? She was going to have to do everything for her brother. With his whole upper body in casts, he could do nothing for himself. She would have had to wipe his ass even, if their father didn't install a bidet in Joe's bathroom.
Shelly was feeding her brother some soup for dinner, when they began to plan out his schedule.
"I get home from school around 3:30, so I can feed you a late lunch then. The doctors say you should have a light dinner a couple of hours before you go to sleep, so I was thinking some soup. Then I can give you your bath and dress you for bed."
"Thanks again Shelly. I don't know what I would do without you."
She saw her brother form a weak smile for the first time since the accident.
"Though getting bathed by my little sister is not something I am looking forward to."
"Well if you weren't such a big idiot she wouldn't have to bath you." Shelly smiled at her brother. She loved him so much, and this accident, as horrible as it was, was allowing the two of them to become close again.
Shelly's next day at school was uneventful. She got home, fed her brother and then got some homework done. After dinner she ran a bath for her brother. He looked so helpless as he walked into the bathroom with his torso in that big cast.
"Thanks again Shell. "
"Of course, you would do the same for me. It's no big deal." But today was a big deal, in her mind. She was so nervous about bathing her brother. She hadn't seen him naked since they were both kids, and now she would have to see him and touch him. She actually had never seen a grown man naked, and to be completely honest, she was a little bit curious.
"Ok, so I will take your sweats off, and then just sit in the tub. The water shouldn't go above your mid-stomach so your casts won't get wet. Let me know if it's too cold or hot."
With that Shelly unceremoniously pulled down her brother's pants from behind. She nudged him towards the tub and braced him as he eased himself into the water.
"Fuck you are so heavy." She was using every ounce of strength to brace him, as he sat in the tub.
"Well if you weren't a little midget this would be a lot easier."
Joe sat with a splash. The bath water soaked the front of Shelly's white T-shirt. Joe could see the outline of her tiny breasts. He noticed that her nipples were hard, and that they were proportionally quite large compared to her little tities.
"Fuck I am too horny. Now I am checking out my little sister." Joe thought to himself.
