Jodi and her twin sister Amanda were joining the army. They just finished high school. Both were very pretty, petite with small A cups, with long blond hair that cascaded to their waist. They knew they would have to have it cut at boot camp.
The Sargent said look what we have here pretty twins. They were nervous as they waited in line at the barbershop. When they stepped into adjoining chairs, the Sargent said I need to be able to tell them apart.
Give one a standard cut with the sides and back shaved and leave a little on the top with a side part. The other one should get a flattop with a landing strip and sides and back shaved. One of the two barbers said which one gets the flattop? The Sargent said who cares, and with that the first barber started shearing Jodi’s hair. The Sargent laughed and said I guess that’s you sweet cheeks.
When finished the girls looked at each other. Jodi was crying a bit and Amanda gave her a hug. The Sargent said let’s move it Sweet Cheeks and you too Cupcake. Their nicknames stuck for the next ten weeks.
After the first week, they returned to the barbershop for their touch ups. The new cuts were similar and harder to tell the difference. The Sargent complained and one of the barbers said we can fix that. With that he switched his Osters to 00000, and proceeded to skin Jodi to the wood. He said I think you won’t have any trouble now. The Sargent laughing, said great, she looks like a cue ball.
After another week, they again were hard to tell apart. The other barber said I can fix this once and for all. He told the girls to remove their shirts and bras, and get into the chairs. Reluctantly they both complied and sat nervously in the barbers chairs. He pulled out a set of suction cups and prepared a syringe. He said we can increase one of the girls boobs, that will tell them apart.
The two girls looked at each other with looks of horror. The Sargent said which one. The barber said it doesn’t really matter, they’re both flat as a pancake now.
The Sargent said how big would you go? The barber said enough to easily spot the difference. They’re a cups now, probably a C or D. So which one of you would like big tits? Amanda said to Jodi, you always complained about your tiny boobs.
Without giving Jodi a chance to reply, he injected her boobs with the syringe, and quickly attached the suction cups to her tiny A Cups. She felt her boobs getting larger and after an hour he removed the cups. She said oh my god, they’re huge. The barber said I left the cups on a bit too long. Looks like you have double D’s now. It is permanent so get use to them sweet cups.
Jodi and her sister left the shop. No one would mistake the two now.
At the end of bootcamp the two girls returned for their graduation haircuts. Both asked for matching flattops. At the end Amanda said, can I get boobs to match my sister? The barber smiled and said sure.
Jodi said, you love your tiny cups, do you really want big boobs? Amanda said I want to look like my sister.
Amanda took off her shirt and bra, looking at her cute tiny A cups for the last time as he injected her breasts and attached the suction cups. An hour later she had perfect double D’s. He said, I was careful to make sure they matched your sisters.
Amanda got out of the chair and Jodi gave her a big hug.
The Sargent came in, smiled and said now I really can’t tell them apart.
