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Copyright: Written 2004 by Rachael P. Ross. May be archived and/or
reposted for free private use of adults where not prohibited by local
and/or federal statute provided that (a) This copyright notice
accompanies any such dissemination; (b)That the author's name and
email rache696@yahoo.com be included in the message body; (c) That
this story is not edited for content. All characters,locales, and
events are fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons may or may not
be intended by the author for her own devious and undisclosed
purposes.

Author's Note: This story is (to date) composed of six chapters. It is
suggested, but by no means necessary that they be read sequence. I
tried to use (brief) character/plot references where necessary, but
largely each chapter is capable of standing on it's own. Pornography
is uniquely suited to that.

At this time I have no plans to write a chapter seven. I do not need
ideas for plot or characters, I don't need flattery or threats...I
don't even need begging to convince me otherwise. The story ends where
it does and how it does. It isn't really up to me. -rr Manila

=-=-=

My Strange Life
By Amy J. Welch

Chapter V
A Tale of Two Uncles


One beautifully warm spring day in April, my Uncle Seymour called me
right after I'd gotten home from school and asked me if I could come
over to his house. He lives just a few blocks away and he works with
my Dad, they share the same carpool when they go to work and stuff. He
isn't really my Uncle, but we both like it when I call him that. He's
really nice, about the same age as my Daddy, but he isn't married or
anything. Uncle Seymour is not really what you'd call a handsome man,
but he's not ugly either, he just looks pretty ordinary. But he's
really smart and a lot of fun to hang around with too. In the summer
he comes over to our house for barbeques and stuff and he always
brings me presents and tells me funny stories and even let's me drink
some of his margarita, when nobody is looking. That always makes me
giggle a lot.

Nobody else was home so I wrote a little note saying I'd run to
friend's house and I'd be back for dinner. I didn't even bother
changing my clothes. I just grabbed my algebra book, so I'd have good
alibi when I came back home, if I needed one, and cut through the back
yard to Uncle Seymour's house. He's always happy to see me and when I
knocked on his kitchen door he was really smiling and offered me a
coke.

We went to his den because he wanted to show me `Amy's First Anal'
which was brand new; we'd just made it like 2 weeks before and I
hadn't even seen it yet. We sat on the big sofa and I put my feet on
the coffee able, even with my shoes still on, because Uncle Seymour
said that's what it was there for. I'd never get to do that at my
house! He turned on his camera, to playback the movie he'd made of me,
and sat down next to me, turning on the big TV with his remote.

Uncle Seymour belongs to club, or something, called the ACLS, which
stands for Adult-Child Love Society. He says I'm a member too, because
he shares the pictures and movies he makes of me with the other
members. They have meetings too sometimes, mostly at people's houses,
but sometimes at resorts where the members can rent like 5 or 6 cabins
for a weekend. Uncle Seymour told me they were even planning a trip to
Disney World, about 20 members were going to get rooms all on the same
floor of one of the hotels. He says the adults in the club love the
child members more than anything and want to make sure they have a lot
of fun. I've been to a couple of the meetings, but just at Uncle
Seymour's house, and they seemed more like parties than anything else.
Everybody is really nice though and I had lots of fun, even the first
time when I lost my virginity, but that's all part of a different
story.

Anyway, some of the members like to send emails, mostly saying hi and
asking questions and stuff. Lots of times Uncle Seymour prints the
really funny ones, and so I read those while the movie started. One
man wanted me to get pregnant and make a movie when my tummy was
really big. Another man wanted me to drink some pee, and somebody else
wanted me to just do jumping jacks naked for like an hour. I think
Uncle Seymour thought that the pee idea was a good one, he asked me
what I thought and I just made a face and he laughed, but I could tell
he was thinking about it.

The first part of the tape was like an interview, I was sitting on the
couch and Uncle Seymour asked me questions. Like how old I was, and
what my measurements were, and stuff like that. Then he told me to
take off my blouse and play with my tits while he asked me more
questions, mostly about sex stuff, what I liked best or whatever. Then
I took off my skirt and played with my panties, moving around and
pulling it real tight between my butt cheeks, or rubbing my pussy so
my slit was showing through them a little. Uncle Seymour asked me if
I'd ever been fucked in my butt, and I heard myself on the TV saying
no, and then I took my panties off and showed my butt to the camera,
playing with it a little. Uncle Seymour gave me some oil and I rubbed
it all over my ass and got real slippery and he told me to put a
finger in my ass.

While we watched, Uncle Seymour took my hand and put it on the big
hard lump in his pants then, and I squeezed it. He likes me to do that
when we watch the movies he's made of me. When Uncle Seymour finally
started putting his cock in my ass on the TV, I took his cock out and
started sucking it for him. It was so hard I figured it had to be
hurting him. He was playing with my pussy too, I had my legs spread,
lying kind of sideways on the sofa, and he tugged my panty to the side
and fingered my little hole until it was making soft squishy noises.
It felt so nice I was starting to squirm a little and Uncle Seymour
laughed and picked me up so I could sit on his big dick.

I turned around so we could both watch the movie, just leaning back
against his chest and feeling his cock sliding slowly all the way
inside me until it was as far as it could go. We didn't even really
fuck, it felt so nice, and I just kind of squeezed my pussy muscles
and moved a little back and forth while he held onto my waist. Uncle
Seymour doesn't have a great big cock, but it's nice and it fits me
really good. I think that's because it's so thick, like I can't even
get my fingers all the way around it. He told me it was 7" long, but I
measured it once and it was just barely six and a half. But that's
okay; he knows I love it anyway.

Pretty soon though it started feeling too good and I couldn't help
wanting to bounce on that thick dick of his. I think uncle Seymour
felt it too because he started lifting me a little and letting me push
down so it slid in and out of me. He moved one hand under my skirt so
he could rub my clit and feel his cock going inside. He likes that a
lot and I don't mind at all because it really makes me cream good.

"Mmm...yeah, Amy...ride that cock, baby...make it nice, baby..." Uncle Seymour
was whispering in my ear and I felt all hot and tingly inside. I was
going to cum right away. I started grinding my little pussy on his
dick, rocking my hips and digging my fingernails into the cushions of
the sofa. "Fuck it, Amy...fuck my big dick, honey...make me cum in that
tight little fuckhole of yours..." He was really lifting me up now and
pulling me down hard as he thrust up into me with his hips. I had my
eyes closed and all I could see were bright sparklers dancing in the
dark. "Oh...you little slut...tell me how much you love that big cock...tell
me, baby..."

Uncle Seymour likes it when I talk dirty and I was so close to cumming
I could barely breathe, but I told him how good it felt. "I love your
big dick...ohhhh...fuck me Uncle Seymour...I wanna cum all over your...ohhhh
fuck...big cock...please..." And then I was cumming all around him, my pussy
trying to squeeze his cock and it made me almost scream cause it felt
so good.

"Oh yeah, baby...I'm almost...there...oh fuck me Amy...yeah...." And then Uncle
Seymour pulled me hard down on his cock, so it stretched my hungry
cunt wide and I could feel it shooting his hot sperm all up inside me
and that made me cum again too. I was trying to bounce, shaking and
grinding and wanting to move because sitting still was just
impossible, but Uncle Seymour held me tight, one arm around my waist
and the other one around my boobs, hugging me and shushing in my ear.

"Shhhh...That's it baby...just relax...shhhh...oh Amy...you make me cum so
good..." His voice was soft and my orgasm finally started going away,
leaving me shaking a little and wrapping my arms over his while he
held me. Uncle Seymour's cock stayed inside me because it felt so good
for both of us and even though it started getting a little soft, it
stayed hard enough so it didn't come out. But we weren't moving
anyway, just sitting still and catching our breath.

The movie was still going and we watched it a little, but mostly we
talked.

"What are you doing Saturday?" he asked me.

I thought about I a second. "I'm not doing anything I don't think,
except I have to do the laundry, folding mostly." Doing the laundry
was my job at the house, that and keeping my room clean. Usually I did
it on Wednesday and Saturday, unless there was a lot of dirty clothes.
But there were just three of us, so it was pretty easy. "That'll just
take me the morning though."

"How would you like to make a new movie Saturday afternoon?" I could
feel his cock getting harder and I figured it was because he was
excited about something. I rocked my hips a little.

"What kind of movie?" I wondered if he'd want to fuck my butt again,
that had felt really good and I could see how nice it was on the TV
right in front of us. Uncle Seymour was holding the camera and zoomed
in while I was on my knees with my face and boobs on the floor,
reaching back and spreading my ass cheeks so you could really see his
thick cock going inside good. I felt my butt muscles tighten a little
as the TV brought back all those memories.

"We'd call it `Amy's First Gang-Bang' and it would be about you and 5
friends of mine who really want to meet you, Amy." He was moving a
little bit now too, but still hugging me nice and tight.

"Gang-Bang?" I giggled a little. I'd heard of those, "That's when a
bunch of guys put their dicks in me, right?" I had my legs outside of
his as I straddled Uncle Seymour's now very hard cock and I pushed
against him like I was trying to close my legs, but he wouldn't budge.

"Yeah, they'd all fuck you Amy. Would you like that?" He started
lifting his hips a little, moving his cock back and forth slowly.
"Getting five big hard cocks in your pussy, one after another?"

I moaned a little because his cock shaft was rubbing right along my
clitty and it felt like it was starting a fire inside me. "Uhhh...yeah."
I pushed down the same time he pushed up and my pussy fluttered a
little way down inside. "Are they...Are they nice?" I was a little out
of breath and I started wishing Uncle Seymour would go just a little
faster.

But he didn't, he just moved slowly, bringing his cock in and out a
little at a time. "Ohhh yeah, Amy...They're very nice men...and they love
fucking little girls like you more than anything else in the world."
He reached down between my legs rubbing my clit lightly the way I
like. "They're all in the ACLS, so you don't have to worry about
anything."

"Uh-huh...Okay...but..." I sighed and felt my pussy squeezing Uncle
Seymour's cock.

"But what, Amy?" He kissed my ear.

"But could you fuck me a little harder...Please?" I shivered and Uncle
Seymour laughed and moved us so that I was lying down on the floor,
bent in half almost with my legs over his shoulders. He rubbed his
hard cock up and down my little hairless slit and worked just the head
inside.

"I'm going to fuck you super hard now, Amy!" He kissed my nose and
then he did just that.

=-=-= 

While I was waiting for Saturday to come around, my Daddy had to go to
Houston on a business trip. He was leaving Wednesday morning and
wouldn't be back until Sunday night. I always get kind of sad when
Daddy leaves, and my mother does too, well...she used to anyway. When
Daddy told us Tuesday night at the dinner table I kind of expected her
to complain a little, because it was such short notice, but she just
ate her pasta salad and didn't say anything.

The next day at school I was having lunch with Jenny, like I usually
did, and she asked me if I minded she was coming to stay for a while.
I didn't have any idea what she was talking about and I asked her what
she meant.

"Didn't your mom talk to you?" Jenny looked kind of embarrassed. I
shook my head and Jenny went on slowly. "She called my mom last night
and said you were feeling kind of down because your dad has to go on
that trip and she wondered if I could stay at your house for a few
days, like a big long sleep-over."

We both knew what the real reason was that my mother asked; she wanted
to be with Jenny while Daddy was gone. I felt kind of sick and I
couldn't finish my lunch. I wasn't mad at Jenny, even though she
thought I was and felt bad about it, I was mad at my mother. She was
married and even though Jenny wasn't another man, it was still like
cheating on him. I knew if he found out he'd be really confused and
sad, probably mad too and I didn't know what I'd do if Daddy left us.

I went to see Miss Holsum and told her I didn't feel good. I thought
about telling her about my mother and Jenny, she already knew they
were lovers, but I didn't think even she or Miss Squires knew how
serious it was getting. I suppose that's what frightened me the most.
When Jenny and my mother were just having fun, it was okay, maybe even
fun for me too, but now...I suppose that made me a hypocrite. I felt
guilty about that too.

Miss Holsum called my mother and she came to school to get me. I sat
in the front seat, hugging my book bag and looking out the window.
Mother tried asking me what was wrong, if I had a headache, or cramps,
or something. I finally just said, "I talked to Jenny."

"Oh." She didn't say anything for a few minutes and I just sat there.
"How long have you known?"

I looked at her. "Just since Miss Squires fucked you." I said it like
it was the worst thing in the world and that made me a real hypocrite.
I saw my mother's fingers turning white on the steering wheel, she was
pretty angry. It was the first time she'd ever heard me swear.

"Amy...I..." She was staring straight ahead. "I love Jenny."

"You love daddy too, remember him?" I was almost yelling now.

"Your daddy and I, well...we're having some...problems and..."

"Oh yeah, mother. And I'm sure having Jenny over to sleep in Daddy's
bed while he's gone will fix everything."

"Amy, I do love your Daddy, but..."

"Liar."

"Your Daddy...he knows, Amy." She finally looked at me. "He knows about
me and Jenny."

"Liar."

"I told him Monday night, I...I told him everything, Amy." Her voice
softened a little. "He's not in Houston on a business trip. He's...he's
at the airport Radisson."

"Wha...what?" I looked at my mother, finally believing her. Even though
I didn't want to.

"We thought it best if we took some...time...and I wanted...I wanted to talk
to you...but." She had tears starting. "Not like this. Not like this!"
She hit the dashboard and it made me jump. We didn't say anything the
rest of the way home and as soon as the car stopped I ran inside the
house and grabbed the telephone.

I got the phone number for the hotel from information and dialed,
asking for Mr. Welch's room. Hoping they'd say there was no Mr. Welch
staying there, that he was in Houston, working hard and blissfully
unaware of my mother's lies. But instead there were some clicks and a
phone on the other end started ringing.

"...Mmmm...hello?" It was a woman's voice and she sounded like she was
half-asleep, or drunk maybe or something...she giggled and I could hear
her telling someone "...stop!" then to me again, "...Hello?"

"Uh, hi...is David Welch there?" I asked and my voice was trembling a
little. The voice sounded a little familiar.

"Amy? Is that you?" I heard the woman ask. "Are you okay, sweetie?"
she sounded more awake now and her voice was filled with real concern.

"Yeah, uh...who's this?"

"It's Eva, Eva von Siemein, remember me?" 

"Nurse Siemein?" I closed my eyes.

"Uh-huh, what's the matter Amy? Hold on your daddy's right here."

"Amy?" My Daddy's soft voice came across the phone and I felt dizzy.

"Yeah, Daddy...I just...I was talking to...mother and I...I just wanted to see
if you were okay, Daddy. Because I love you and I don't want you to...to
leave me. Daddy, okay? I love you." I couldn't talk anymore because it
kind of hurt inside and I wanted to fight it and hide it and make it
go away, but it wouldn't.

"Amy, darling, I'm not going to leave you...never, ever in a million
years...I love you too, more than anything else in the world. I'll be
back Sunday night, your mother and I need to be apart and...it's
complicated, honey, it's hard to exp..."

"But why is she there with you?" I hated the way it sounded like a
whine. I wanted to ask why Eva was there instead of me.

"It's...It's hard to explain...Look, do you want to...Do you want to come
here and we can talk?" I heard Eva saying something but I didn't know
what. "Eva...Eva said she'll pick you up...That she'd...she'd like to talk
because you two have a lot in common..."

"I don't have a dick, Daddy!" and I regretted it as soon as I said it.
"I'm sorry, Daddy." I heard him sighing on the other end. "Okay, Daddy
sure...I'll uh, I'll go there. I love you."

"I love you too, Amy, Eva's coming to get you right now, okay?"

"Okay." I hung up the phone and my mother was standing there with her
arms crossed. "You were right, mother. Daddy isn't in Houston."

I started walking past but she grabbed my arm, swinging me around.
"You don't know anything, Amy. Anything! Your father and I aren't
angry at each other. We don't hate each other. We aren't going to get
divorced, or leave you, or do anything else...don't you get it?"

"No, mother, I don't get it! You're screwing my best friend and
Daddy's screwing some...some...girl with a dick!" I shouted at her,
yanking my arm away, but still standing there, staring at her. "He
should marry me. He should divorce you and marry me and I'd never
cheat on him. I'd never fuck somebody else. Because I love him!"

Mother slapped me then.

"You little bitch! You don't know the first thing about love!" I
rubbed my stinging cheek, feeling the even deeper sting of tears
starting. My mother's eyes softened and she reached for me, hugging me
to her, but I stood stiff like a statue. "Oh, Amy, I'm sorry...I'm
sorry, honey." She pulled me tight to her breasts and stroked my hair,
kissing my face where she'd slapped me.

I turned my mouth to hers and kissed her lips, forcing my tongue
quickly inside her mouth until she pushed me away in shock. "Do you
want to fuck me now?" I wiped my face while she stared at me. We stood
a long moment in silence, just looking at each other. "I hate you." I
told her calmly and I went upstairs to pack.

I needed to go someplace, someplace where I could hide and be safe.
Far away from my mother, and Jenny, and my Daddy and Eva Siemein. I
threw some clothes in my backpack and grabbed some money out of my old
purse where I hid it and folded it into my diary and put that in my
backpack too. Then I left. I didn't see mother on the way out. I
didn't know what she'd tell Eva when she arrived to pick me up,
expecting me to be there waiting. I didn't care.

What I needed was a big warm hug. Someone who would just love me
without asking anything in return. I felt worn out and tired and
abused. There was nobody I could talk with about this. I didn't know
how my mother could say everything was just fine between her and
Daddy. I didn't know why he wasn't upset. Was I the only one who
thought something was wrong here? I tried to think of who would really
make me feel good. Who could I trust when I needed to confess all my
fear and pain? Mmmm...

=-=-= 

I knocked on the door a little nervously, even though I knew Uncle Max
lived alone. He had a son away at college, and his ex-wife lived in
Romania, or Pittsburgh, someplace foreign like that. He was my friend,
but I wasn't sure what he'd think of me moving in. Nobody was
answering and I could hear Spunky barking when I rang the doorbell
this time. It was only about two in the afternoon and I realized Uncle
Max was probably at work. I figured I'd sit down and wait, since I had
no place better to go.

But a couple minutes later the door did open, just a little.

"Amy?" Uncle Max was peering out, rubbing his eyes. "What are you
doing here?" I didn't know where to start, but Uncle Max didn't wait
anyway. "Come in, I was just waking up...Kind of." He opened the door
wider and I grabbed my backpack and went into what I hoped would be my
sanctuary.

Uncle Max is older, like my Daddy, with blonde hair that's turning a
little gray on the sides. He has a nice face and a swimmer's body; he
really takes good care of himself. A lot of people think he's gay,
because he sort of looks like he might be, but he's not. He just likes
animals more than he likes people. I think that's mostly his ex-wife's
fault. He also likes little girls who like animals, which sounds
pretty weird, and maybe it is, but I can almost understand it in a
way. Little girls and animals have a lot in common. But I also think
that has to do with why his wife moved so far away, she doesn't
particular like animals from what I understand.

Anyway, he was standing there in his bathrobe and boxers, looking at
me and smiling, which I thought was a good sign. "I got moved to the
graveyard, so I sleep most of the day now, but I was going to get up
soon anyway...Hey!" Uncle Seymour was still closing the door when Spunky
came racing around the corner, barking excitedly when he saw me and
jumping up to put his front paws on my shoulders. He was licking my
face ecstatically, his tail going a mile a minute and it made me smile
for the first time since that morning.

Uncle Max just watched while I hugged Spunky and giggled, turning my
face this way and that, but unable to avoid getting thoroughly wet all
over. "Give him a kiss, Amy, or he'll never stop!" Uncle Max chuckled.
I believed him too, so I opened my mouth and Spunky's long red wet
tongue dove right inside, tickling all around my teeth and gums and
cheeks and the roof of my mouth. Even when I closed my lips and sucked
at it, he kept playing in there until Uncle Max finally dragged him
down so he sat on the floor licking his lips and wagging his tail. I
licked my own lips, still smiling and feeling good all over.

"So..." Uncle Max looked at me. "Just stop by for a quick kiss then?"

I shook my head. "I'm running away."

"Really?" Uncle Max cocked an eyebrow and started walking into the
kitchen, Spunky and me followed him. "Want an omelet? It's breakfast
time around here." He started getting some eggs and cheese and stuff
out of his refrigerator.

"No, that's okay."

"Can't run away on an empty stomach. I'll make you a small one. You
make the toast. And turn on that coffee maker there next to you, I
think it's loaded." He dug around in the cupboard for a skillet. "So
where you running away to?"

I checked the coffee maker and turned it on, then started digging
around for his bread. "Bread or muffins?" I asked, finding both in his
little breadbasket. "Actually, I was running away to here."

"We still got English muffins? Pop `em in!" He was whipping up the
eggs. "Running away here? You mean...here?" he looked around
theatrically and his voice made it sound like this would be the last
place anyone would run away to. "People run away from here, last I
heard." He chuckled a little. "Not that I mind, but...don't you think
your folks will miss you?

I told him everything and I was still telling him while we ate. He
makes pizza omelet, which is like pizza stuff in an omelet and it's
pretty good. I didn't know I was so hungry, but I guess I was. And I
was feeling better too. "...And so, here I am!" I smiled as I finished
my sad tale.

"I see, so this is just a temporary thing then. I mean, your Dad will
be home Sunday, so then you can go home and have a little family sit
down and figure out why you're all so..."

"Fucked up." I said, before I thought about it. I giggled. "Yeah. But
really, I just need a place to crash until Saturday, because I'm going
to another friend's house Saturday afternoon and I'm sure I can stay
overnight there."

"Well, sure you can stay here, there's no problem. I got the extra
room and I know Spunky won't mind." He grinned at the big dog. "Do you
think your parents will call the cops or something, I mean they'll be
worried. Maybe you should call them, you know, just to say you're okay
and you'll be home Sunday. I just repainted my door and well, having
it kicked in by a SWAT team would be a lot of insurance paperwork, you
know how it is..." He laughed and so did I.

"I'll call later, my mother deserves to be a little worried." I said.
"Besides, I haven't seen Spunky in so long!" I put my hand out and he
ambled over to lick it happily. "So you work in a graveyard now?"

Uncle Seymour laughed. "You don't dye your hair do you? Just
teasin'...No, I work at the same old mill, but we're running behind so
we went to three shifts. I work from Midnight to 8 in the morning. But
I got some sick days coming, maybe I just might come down with
something...in fact..." he pressed his hand to his forehead a moment and
then leaned close to me. "Do I feel warm to you?" I touched his head
too and nodded. "I thought so, I better stay home tonight."

I giggled and nodded again. "Yeah, I think so too."

"Are you still going to school?" He looked at the school uniform I was
wearing. "Or are you running away from there too?"

"Huh? Oh, no I have to go to school. Well, maybe skip tomorrow, I
don't know."

Uncle Max nodded. "Yeah, skipping once in awhile is okay, but don't be
dropping out, right?" I nodded and he smiled. "You bring a change of
clothes?"

"I...I think so." I giggled and made a face like `eek!' and opened my
backpack. I wasn't really sure what I threw in there. "I got some
panties..." I pulled out a couple pairs... "And some panties," I pulled
out some more... "Ah, stockings..." I pulled out the only pair of nylons I
owned. "My tights...and more panties and some socks." I frowned. I guess
I emptied my underwear drawer. I looked at the pile of panties on the
table and Uncle Max grinned.

"Wellll...panties are important when you're running away." That made me
laugh and he laughed with me. "I was gonna say you could change your
clothes and go outside and play with Spunky, but...I don't think my
clothes are going to fit you."

Uncle Max has a big backyard with a big high privacy fence, so I just
started taking off my blouse and skirt and socks until I was just
standing in his kitchen in the underwear I'd gone to school in. Uncle
Max just watched me and I decided to take off my bra too. I freed my
small boobs and looked at him. "It's nice outside, maybe I can get a
tan!" I giggled and saw Uncle Max had a boner making a big tent in his
boxers.

"Uh-huh, yeah...well, why don't you go play, uh...Frisbee with Spunky and
I'll clean up in here and," Uncle Max looked down at himself, "me too
I reckon. Since I have a roommate now." He got up and rubbed my head
like I was a dog.

"Don't clean up too much, Uncle Max!" I told him. "Come on Spunky!" I
opened the sliding glass door to the patio and followed the joyous dog
outside into the warm spring sunshine, giggling happily in my little
pink panties as Spunky bounced all around and finally ran out to find
his Frisbee laying on the cool grass.

Spunky is a big dog. He's a three and a half year old part Great Dane
and part something else, horse maybe, and I think that's the perfect
age because he still thinks he's a puppy, but he's as close to
full-grown as he'll ever be. His head is up to my neck when he stands
on all fours, and when he gets just on his back legs, like when he
puts his paws on my shoulders, he's a lot taller, so he has to look
down to lick my face. He weighs a lot more than me too. I'm just like
a hundred pounds, but Spunky is like a hundred and sixty, Uncle Max
says, and he's not fat at all. He's very light colored gray, kind of
silvery even, but the dull kind of silver. And his eyes are brown and
lively. He looks like a boy, the way you might imagine a carefree,
I-wanna-party, healthy college guy looks, just in his eyes and facial
expressions I mean. I really like Spunky a lot. He's also got a
humongous dog cock. Really big, like 10 inches long easy, and pretty
thick all over, but tapering just a little maybe at the tip, which is
real blunt, almost flat with a funny lip-like flange around it. It
looks kind of weird when you first see it, but I think it's beautiful.
He has monster balls too; they hang way down and swing and bounce when
he runs. He even lets me play with them, if I'm careful, and Uncle Max
said that was because Spunky really loves and trusts me, he'd never
let anyone else ever get near his balls.

Spunky has his priorities too. First is eating. He'd rather eat than
do anything else. Second is Frisbee. You mention the word Frisbee
around Spunky, or even not around Spunky, and he's on it. It will wake
him up from the deepest doggy sleep you can imagine, day or night.
Third is mating. Spunky loves mating with his bitch. Spunky only
really has one bitch though. Uncle Max explained dogs aren't very
monogamous and not picky at all, and he just doesn't get to meet too
many other dogs. Luckily for both of us, Spunky had me. My mother had
called me a `little bitch' but she had no idea how right she was. I'm
Spunky's little bitch...And Spunky knows it.

Even now, dancing around in the backyard in just my panties, throwing
the Frisbee so Spunky could run and catch it and bring it back, I was
feeling all hot inside. I'd hold the Frisbee over my head and he'd
jump up on me so I could feel his warm soft furry body on mine. He'd
press his cool nose against my sensitive flesh and lick at me until I
was giggling so hard I had to throw the toy just to catch my breath.
It was so much fun just playing with him I didn't want to stop. But
when Spunky knocked me down, which he can basically do whenever he
feels like it, and stood over my prone body as I lay there, his
grinning mouth chasing the Frisbee as I waved it from one side to the
other, I knew if we kept playing he was going to try and mount me.

He was already distracted by the sweet tangy sexy smell coming from my
barely covered snatch. Every now and then he'd turn his nose, catching
my scent and pressing it to my crotch. He'd give me a little lick and
I'd smack him on the head with the Frisbee and he'd go back to chasing
it, barking and wagging his tail, but then he'd go back to my bury his
nose between my legs and we'd do it all again. He knew my smells very
well and knew exactly what that excited little girl smell meant. His
penis would slip from its sheath briefly, wet and red and then go
back, like it couldn't decide if it should come out or not.

"He's missed you, Amy." I heard Uncle Max laughing as he walked
towards us. I tilted my head back, so I looked at him upside down and
giggled. "He hasn't had anyone to play with since the last time you
came over." That was almost three weeks ago and I wondered why I
didn't come around more often, how could I miss out on this much fun
for so long?

I tossed the Frisbee towards Uncle Max. "Catch!" I yelled and Spunky
was off of me in a flash, running to get the toy before Uncle Max
could pick it up. I got up off the grass and brushed myself off. The
grass made me itchy and my nipples were hard and standing straight out
from my chest. I rubbed them a moment, enjoying the sensation. And my
panty had gotten pulled to the side a little, twisted, so my hairless
pussy was exposed, but the cool air felt good. I was a little wet
inside, but my lips were tight and showed no sign of it.

Uncle Max rubbed Spunky's head, scratching the big dog behind his ears
while they looked at me. "You get prettier everytime I see you, Amy."
He smiled. "I should have brought my camera out here."

I grinned and struck a pose, putting my hand behind my wild tangled
blonde hair, and the other on my narrow hip, turning my body and
arching my back. "Like this?" I giggled.

"Mmmm...Something sexier, maybe." He said, watching as I turned to face
him.

I bent my knees and thrust my pelvis out, sliding my hands down my
breasts and tummy to my thigh, reaching with my fingers to feel my
puffy labia and pinching them, pulling them open so the glistening
pink interior of my sex was exposed. "How about this?" I said in my
best husky bedroom voice.

Uncle Max chuckled, "That's...uh...that's pretty good." He allowed. "I'm
not sure how Spunky feels about it though." Spunky was just sitting
there wagging his tail and looking around, not very interested at all.

"I know." I grinned, turning around and getting on my hands and knees.
I pulled my panties way over to the side, exposing my pussy and my ass
completely. I wagged my butt like I had a tail of my very own and gave
high-pitched little barks, looking over my shoulder at Spunky.

This big dog trotted over, sniffing and licking his nose until he got
close enough to lick me and then his tongue went all the way from my
clit to my anus in one long wet caress. His breath was hot and his
nose was cold and his tongue rough like sandpaper, but it felt sooo
good! I sighed and laid my head on the grass, spreading my legs wider
as Spunky licked me all over.

"I think Spunky likes it, Amy." Uncle Max chuckled again. "Maybe I'll
get my camera after all."

I just moaned and pushed my ass back against that sweet wonderful
tongue. It spread my plump little cunt easily and the tip slid along
my slit and back to dig gently at my tight anus. I squirmed
restlessly, breathing the earth and loving the fact that we were
outside, like real animals getting ready to mate. Usually Spunky and I
played in the house, in a special room Uncle Max had made just for
Spunky. It had a futon for him to sleep on, his own bathroom with a
big sunken bathtub for his bubble baths, and a whole lot of toys and
stuff for him to play with. It even had a television with a VCR and a
whole collection of movies about girls and their dogs that Uncle Max
bought for him, although mostly just Uncle Max and me watched those,
Spunky usually fell asleep.

But Spunky never gets tired of licking my pussy. He just gets more and
more excited and so do I. My pussy was really starting to cream and he
could taste it, digging his tongue deeper and deeper so I thought he
was licking all the way inside my sugary walls. I could feel his big
teeth against my flesh, especially as my labia started swelling and
spreading a little, wrapping themselves around Spunky's tongue, but
he's so gentle and careful it never hurt at all, it just felt good in
a teasing kind of way.

I was cumming all over that sweet doggy tongue when Uncle Max got back
with his camera and some other stuff. He loves taking pictures of
Spunky and me and he shares them with friends of his who have pictures
of their own. Sometimes we sit and look through them together on his
computer. Some of my favorites are from a Japanese man whose daughter
plays with their big Doberman. She's only 11 but she really loves her
dog, they named him Trunks, which sounds like a strange name for a
dog. Her name is Atsumi, which means first born, or oldest, something
like that. I wished I could speak Japanese, but Uncle Max said her
Daddy speaks English pretty good and they chat and share pictures and
even web cam sometimes, but it's hard because they're way on the other
side of the world. Uncle Max has little movies from when he watched
Atsumi on the web cam once, she took her dog's knot all the way inside
and it looked like it hurt her. She was crying a little and yelling in
Japanese, but her Daddy said she was fine and afterwards Atsumi was
smiling and rubbing her little pussy. It looked so cool though, seeing
her really very tiny pussy stretching around that big dog. His knot
looked pretty good-sized too...but not like Spunky's!

Anyway, I was cumming like crazy and I barely even noticed Uncle Max
taking his pictures. Spunky wasn't stopping either; the more I'd cum
the more he'd lick, so it was like a never-ending circle. It was
always like this and I'd orgasm so much sometimes that I'd almost pass
out. There was no way I could make him stop, I didn't even have enough
energy to keep my butt in the air, Spunky had been going at me for a
good 20 minutes, maybe even longer than that, since time seems to mean
nothing at all when you're having orgasm after orgasm. I was squirming
on the grass gasping, crying out sometimes, and moaning continuously
as my body burned all over. I was helpless underneath that tongue
until Uncle Max finally pulled Spunky away, petting him and telling
him what a good boy he was. I just lay there panting like a bitch in
heat, feeling the waves of pleasure still rolling through me. My pussy
felt loose and drenched, fluttering like a butterfly.

Usually Uncle Max waits until Spunky is through with me, or other
times he'll let me suck him while Spunky mates with me. But this time
I guess Uncle Max didn't want to wait. I felt him laying down on top
of me, spreading my legs as I lay on my side, so my bottom leg was
straight and the left one bent at the hip and knee. Uncle Max pushed
his hard cock inside me easily with one long push and a soft grunt as
his balls pressed against my hot flesh. It felt so good I just closed
my eyes and smiled with a soft sigh. He fucked me sideways like that,
his curving cock sliding back and forth while the walls of my pussy
tried to hold him in. He leaned down to kiss me and I turned my face,
letting him push his tongue into my mouth. It didn't take very long
before he pushed as hard as he could and held himself there, groaning
and spurting his hot sperm all up inside me. I felt my vagina clamping
down on him, the soft muscles massaging his prick as it throbbed and
spilled his seed in my young womb. I loved that feeling.

And it got even better when Uncle Max kissed me again, thanking me
softly and pulling his cock out of my pussy so Spunky could
immediately dive in and start cleaning me out. I hadn't cum while
Uncle Max was fucking me, but I was gyrating my hips wildly as soon as
I felt Spunky's long tongue scooping all that gooey sperm out of my
quivering hole. It didn't take him long at all to bring me too another
incredible climax and Uncle Max pulled him away again.

"Why don't you get Spunky warmed up, while I fix your bed, Amy?" I was
laying there feeling like my pussy had just been through the spin
cycle in a washing machine. "But I nodded weakly and smiled. I loved
warming Spunky up.

I wrapped my arms around the big dog as he stood next to me, stroking
him and rubbing my face along his soft fur. I talked to him softly and
moved my hand down his neck, around his powerful shoulder, and down
underneath to his chest. I moved slowly, not so I wouldn't frighten
him or anything, Spunky knew I was his best friend, but just because I
enjoyed touching him like that. My hand went across the soft silky
skin of his belly and I felt the large furry sheath of his cock. I
rubbed it slowly, feeling the muscle hidden inside and squeezing
gently while I told him what a good dog he was, what a big good doggy.
I pushed and pulled the skin, sliding it back and forth over his cock
until the red tip started to emerge. I had my face down by his chest
and I watched it grow. It looked small at first, cute almost, but soon
became larger and longer and dripping with his juices. Spunky's cock
swelled in my hand and the sheath started to almost shrink as his
blood-engorged cock grew. It was red and purple with narrow little
veins and I could smell it, the musky powerful animal scent of this
huge dog's desire.

"Kiss it Amy, show him how much you love him." Max had finished
setting up our little bed, if you could call it that. He'd laid out an
old quilt that was stained with our juices from numerous matings
previously. And there was a big red pillow, shaped like a saddle,
which was perfect for purposes never intended. He started taking
pictures as I moved my head lower to kiss Spunky's swollen penis. It
was hot and wet, oozing precum and sweet doggy lube all over my lips
and face. I ran my lips along the shaft, pulling his cock down
slightly, licking and kissing it all over. I pressed Spunky's big dog
dick to the side of my face as I worked my mouth all the way down the
side until I could nuzzle his heavy balls, licking them gently and
enjoying the way his short soft fur felt against my tongue.

I moved my mouth slowly back to the blunt swollen head and opened wide
to get him inside. I swirled my tongue around it, bathing him and
tasting him, swallowing his juices, as they seemed to flow even more
freely now that his cock was inside something warm and wet. I worked
my mouth up and down while Uncle Max took pictures, asking me to keep
my bright blue eyes open and look into the camera for him. Spunky's
cock was still growing, even though I could barely get my fingers
around it now and my lips were stretched tight around the head. I
wished I could deep throat him and I promised myself that someday I
would. I'd feel that huge dog cock fucking my face and throat and that
thought almost made me cum. I rubbed my pussy while I nursed on it and
moaned with pleasure. At Uncle Max's urging I took Spunky out of my
mouth so his precum could drip all over my face and I stuck out my
tongue, catching it and swallowing happily. Spunky leaked like a
faucet and I even moved so I could rub his hot wet cockhead all over
my little tits, getting my hard pink nipples good and wet and shining
with it. I could feel the little bulge, still small and indistinct,
but swelling nonetheless at the base of Spunky's cock and I knew he
was getting impatient. He was fidgeting and his cock shrank a little,
it was time for mating and he'd had enough foreplay.

Uncle Max put soft little boots on Spunky's front paws, tying them
with strings, just in case he accidentally scratched me. But I was so
small anyway that he really didn't get to wrap his paws around me like
he would a real female Great Dane, but it was better to be safer than
sorry. I got on the giant pillow, so that I lay over it with my butt
high in the air and my knees didn't even touch the quilt. It was
really comfortable like that and made it a lot easier for Spunky to do
me doggy style, which is the way I think we both preferred it.
Sometimes we did it on the couch, the missionary way, with me laying
down with my feet on the floor, and that was nice too because I could
really see him doing it, but doggy was best. It felt a lot better.

Uncle Max looked at me, lying on that big pillow with my legs spread,
my pussy glistening and inviting, as I bent over it. He told me I was
the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen. He took some pictures and then
brought Spunky close so he could smell my excitement. He licked me a
couple times and I shivered with pleasure and anticipation. Uncle Max
snuck his fingers past Spunky's tongue and felt my hot cunt, exploring
gently.

"Do you want to try taking the knot this time, Amy? He asked. "I think
you could handle it, if you want to." Every time before Uncle Max had
always controlled Spunky, grabbing the base of his cock so he couldn't
get the knot inside me, but I knew he really wanted me to do it. I
also remembered that little Japanese girl and how she'd taken her
Doberman's knot, and even though she'd seemed in pain at the time, I
think it made her feel really good afterwards, knowing she'd done it.
It was probably just like having sex the first time, how it hurt at
first, but felt so good later.

"Yeah, Uncle Max." I nodded. "I wanna do it this time." He fingered me
some more and I wriggled my butt. "Just let him do it, okay?"

"No matter what?" Uncle Max asked with a chuckle.

"Uh-huh, no matter what." I promised, knowing Uncle Max would never
let Spunky really hurt me. But now he'd let Spunky at least try.

"Okay, Amy...just remember, little girl's stretch!" He always said that
and it made me laugh. "Ready?" I nodded that I was. "Come on boy, up
Spunky!" and Spunky knew that meant he could finally mount his little
bitch.

The big Great Dane got his front paws on the pillow, clawing at it
through his mittens as he moved forward on his hind legs and I was
just the right height for him. I felt his cock surging out of its
sheath again, poking the hot flesh of my thighs and butt wetly as he
jabbed it around, looking for my hole. It slipped into a little
crevice between my leg and the soft pillow and he thought that was it,
thrusting rapidly while Uncle Max laughed until it popped out. Finally
Uncle Max had enough of letting poor Spunky tease himself with his
blind efforts and he grasped the huge dog cock and rubbed the tip up
and down my wet slit. As soon as Spunky felt that he knew he was in
the right place and he rammed his powerful haunches forward, spearing
me suddenly with about 8 inches of solid dog meat. I gasped and all
the air was knocked out of me, it felt like I'd been punched in the
gut, but only for a second. I should have been prepared, because that
had happened to me before. I always seemed to forget that Spunky
thought I was a dog and not a little girl. The discomfort didn't last
long though, I was so wet and wanting that my vaginal muscles yielded
quickly, molding my cunt to this wonderful invasion.

Spunky pulled with his front paws and pushed with his back, getting a
better angle while his hips moved quickly, sliding his cock in and out
of me with what were for him long slow strokes, but for anyone else it
was a rapid piston of fucking doggy dick. His cock was so big, so long
that he never came close to slipping out, there was always at least a
couple inches of cock inside me and when he'd finally got good
purchase with his legs he could jam the entire length inside so that
the blunt tip was bottoming out in the deepest parts of my cunt. It
was such a heady pleasure, bordering on pain as he grazed my cervix
again and again, that I felt dizzy blinding orgasms soon engulfing me.
I heard my voice urging him on, pleading with Spunky to fuck me with
his huge cock. It was the best, the best ever and I loved it so much.
He moved like a machine with only two speeds, fast and faster, and
that suited me just fine. My pussy was aching with the furious fire of
his thrusting and I could hear him panting in my ear, drooling on my
flushed back and neck. My nipples burned as they pressed against the
corduroy of the pillow and my legs and feet kicked out uselessly
behind me.

Spunky's cock had swollen to it's full and magnificent size and it
seemed to press everywhere inside me at once. My pussy lips were
stretched tightly around him, the distant sensation of them being
pulled as he slid out and then being pushed inward with each thrust
drove me crazy. I thought he was turning me inside out with that huge
dog cock, working me like a plunger. I was full of juices, his and
mine, but there was no escape for it, no room around the seal of my
stretched cunt and his thick shaft for it to leak out. I was cumming
constantly; barely able to breath with the effort my body was making
to express it's pleasure. And Spunky wasn't helping, as every deep
thrust seemed to drive me forward, the air whooshing out of my lungs
so I'd have to suck it back in when Spunky's cock pulled back. But he
was fucking me so fast! I was hyperventilating and seeing stars and my
lungs burned inside my chest. Usually Uncle Max would stop Spunky,
pulling him off and letting us catch our breath, then letting him get
back on to fuck me silly all over again. He'd do this to me for hours,
until I was exhausted and sore and so totally worn out that he had to
carry me to the bathroom, bathing me gently before putting me to bed.

But this time, Uncle Max wasn't stopping Spunky at all. He wanted to
see us finally knotted and the only way to do that was to let the big
dog have his animal way with me. Spunky was desperate to put his
potent seed in his bitch's hungry womb, to fill me with his puppies,
it was programmed so deep in his brain that he'd never stop. And I
couldn't do a thing a thing about it, even if I'd wanted to, which I
didn't. I'd have to rely on Uncle Max and I'd already told him to let
me take the knot, no matter what.

And now I could feel it, a hard bulge ramming against the outside of
my tender pussy as Spunky's dick drove into my womb. I wished I could
see it, even just feel it with my fingers as it knocked incessantly
for entry. I couldn't tell how big it was, but I knew it wasn't full
sized yet, the hard knot of muscle wouldn't really start expanding
until he'd gotten it inside my tight little cunt. I was bouncing on
the pillow, squirming and gyrating my hips as one little spasm after
another contracted my vaginal walls around the thickness inside me.
Spunky was making short and powerful strokes now, growling softly and
breathing hard, he wanted his knot inside me so he could finish the
job. I felt the pressure of my vaginal opening stretching even more,
yielding slightly, reluctantly, with some small discomfort that was
swallowed whole by the pleasurable feelings flooding me. I'd reached
some sweet plateau, like a runner's high, as endorphins flooded into
my bloodstream, racing through my body as my heart pumped rapidly in
my breast. I felt like someone was kicking me between the legs and it
felt good, there was no pain at all and Uncle Max was urging me on.

"Take it Amy...Oh baby...open up girl...stretch that little pussy...oh fuck,
Amy...you're doing it!" His voice sounded far away and the flash from
his camera merged with the thousands of other flashes that blinded me
as I came harder than ever.

I felt my cunt opening and that huge ball of muscle suddenly popping
inside me, stuffing me and threatening to split my tender teenage twat
in half. I groaned and thrashed wildly, sticking my long legs straight
out as my toes curled with pleasure. Spunky's knot was completely
inside me, our juices washing over it as my labia stretched and
muscles spread, lubricating it, giving it that little but more help it
needed so Spunky could ram it inside me and block my cuntal passage
completely. I was mated with a dog, me a 15-year-old human girl, mated
and locked with a huge animal. It felt so good, so...wonderfully weird.
If only mother could see her little bitch now, I thought with a
violent shudder of wicked pleasure.

Spunky's thrusting was very short now, little hard stabs of his prick,
which already reached into the very deepest part of my pussy. I
honestly couldn't believe I'd taken every inch of him, that
realization maybe even more than the physical sensations, was enough
to keep me cumming for a long time. The knot in my pussy continued to
expand rapidly, it was in me now, so Spunky wanted to cum. And I
wanted it too. He was whining a little and I was trying to talk to
him, in my soft ragged and breathless voice... "Cum for me...cum inside
me...Ohhhh fuck....Spunky...fuck me ...shoot your cum in me... Ah
yessss...Spunky...fuck me so good..."

Then there came a little yelp and Spunky's cock seemed to explode in
my pussy. I felt a huge indistinct rush as he started cumming inside
me, shooting what seemed like gallons of hot doggy sperm deep in my
vagina. It sprayed my cervix, burying it under an avalanche of warmth
and I moaned loudly, making little yelping noises of my own, like I
really was a female dog, as my orgasm seized control of me. Spunky
came for a long time and I was right there with him, both of us lost
in that instinctual pleasure Mother Nature had the wisdom to give us.
I felt like I had a bowling ball stuffed in my pussy and even more I
felt the warm squishy wetness deep in my womb, making me feel bloated
and full, like I'd drank gallons of warm buttermilk, but this wasn't
in my tummy, it was lower. I'd cum so much and with all Spunky's
precum and then dog sperm added in, I don't know how I possibly could
have held it all. But I did, Spunky's big hard knot saw to that.
Nothing was getting out of me.

I lay there, still across the pillow, drained and feeling the pressure
in my pussy. It was almost uncomfortable, but not quite. Not painful
at all as long as I didn't move. I had no idea how big the knot was at
that point, but it sure as heck wasn't going to come out of me. It was
bigger than anything I'd ever taken before, way bigger, but as long as
I was keeping still it was fine. But Spunky didn't want to stay still.
He jumped off the pillow and swung around so his cock bent, pointing
straight behind him into me. I felt the pressure on the knot, tugging
at me as it twisted slightly, making me gasp loudly, but it wasn't
going anywhere and the quick stab of discomfort passed.  Spunky and I
were butt to butt now, him standing there looking for trouble while we
were knotted, and me just lying there, exhausted and finally calming
down a little after what Uncle Max said was almost 30 minutes of
serious dog fucking. It hadn't seemed that long, but I believed him. I
couldn't decide if my vagina felt numb, or hypersensitive, it seemed
like it was both at the same time, feeling everything and nothing all
at once. I was starting unwind and my whole body felt like I'd been
through a hurricane and washed up on some beach...with a coconut and a
big banana stuck in my cunt. That thought made me giggle. But I was
sore and tender all the way from my pussy lips to up into my womb
itself and giggling made my pussy contract, so I stopped and just
sighed instead.

Uncle Max was still taking pictures, pausing to make sure I was okay
and kissing me tenderly, saying it was the sexiest thing he'd ever
seen in his life. He told me he couldn't wait to show me the pictures
he'd taken. He grabbed Spunky by the base of his cock and pulled a
little, testing to see if we were really locked tight, I could have
told him we were. Spunky gave a little friendly growl, like `What'r ya
doin', buddy?' and I gave a bit of a bitch-like yelp at the soft
tugging.

"You're knotted good." Uncle Max chuckled. "I can't believe you got
that thing inside you!"

"Spunky got it in me." I said with a weak laugh. "How do we get it
out? I feel like I got 10 gallons of sperm in my tummy...And I have to
pee too." All that pressure was going right on my bladder and it was
getting uncomfortable.

"Uhhh...you're going to have to wait until it shrinks a little, then
it'll pop out." Uncle Max put his camera down. "As long as your not
busy." He grinned and opened his robe so I could see his rock hard
cock, curving upward like...a banana. I giggled and sighed.
"Ahhhhh...Amy!" Uncle Max sighed as I opened my mouth and let him slide
it inside. "Just tell me if it feels like the knot is getting smaller,
I want to get pictures." He stroked my face and watched his long
smooth cock sliding between my lips.

"Mmmppp....ummpph..." I agreed and washed my tongue all over the head,
enjoying it as I sucked him slowly. I was in a good position at least,
though I couldn't use my hands. But Uncle Max didn't mind, he knelt in
front of me, holding my face with his gentle hands and rocked his
hips, mouth fucking me easily and getting me to open my throat so I
could take all of him. His pubic hair tickled my nose and the soft
sack of his balls nestled against my chin. And the whole time I was
conscious of the big bulge of muscle stretching my tired cunt while
Spunky's little doggy sperms searched for eggs they'd never find. That
made me a little sad. I let Uncle Max mouth fuck me to his pleasure
while I imagined what it would be like getting pregnant from Spunky.

Me, a human girl, suddenly fertilized by a dog, not with some weird
half-dog things either, but with real puppies that would swell my
belly, kicking and moving against each other as they came to term. It
excited me somehow, knowing a dog's sperm was inside me, like it
almost could happen. And my boobs would start getting bigger, my
nipples leaking thin runny milk until I finally gave birth to 6...no...7
healthy baby puppies that looked just like their father. Blind and
shaking and mewling until they found my breasts, suckling and chewing,
nipping at me all over in their hungry excitement. Never even knowing
I wasn't a dog at all.

The thought made me cum suddenly, and it surprised me with the force
of it, my cunt collapsing on the cock and knot still inside, squeezing
and bringing me further pleasure and discomfort all at once. I moaned
around Uncle Max's dick and he began cumming too, either because he
was ready to, or because he'd realized I was cumming again, I don't
know. I just knew I was swallowing his thick creamy load, filling my
tummy with it and adding to the amount of sperm already filling my
body in one place or another. Uncle Max pulled his cock free of my
hungry sucking mouth so that it bobbed slightly up and down in front
of my face, wet with cum and saliva.

I looked up at him, licking my lips. "I think it's coming out." I
laughed softly as Uncle Max got an excited look on his face,
scrambling to grab his camera and get a good angle of my pussy
stretched around Spunky's knot. There were indeed juices leaking out
now, running down my thighs and onto the pillow. Spunky moved a
little, as if testing it, and my pussy felt like it was being turned
inside out as the knot began to emerge, and then sink back inside as
Spunky stopped pulling. A minute or two later he tried again, getting
a little further this time and making me moan softly. And then,
finally about 20 minutes after he'd cum inside my womb, Spunky pulled
forward and the knot slowly pulled free, stretching my swollen labia
around it and bringing a gush of our mixed cum flooding out in a rich
pungent deluge as it suddenly popped out. It soaked my upper thighs
and the pillow I was bent across and I groaned at the sudden feeling
of absolute emptiness, almost impossible to describe. I starting
missing that overfull feeling immediately.

I lay there for a moment, then rolled off the pillow, falling softly
onto my back and stretching my body, straining with my arms and legs
pointed straight out. Then I looked at my poor little cunt. It was red
and gaping wide open, my lips were fat and seemed 3 times bigger than
normal. Inside everything was flushed and pink and glistening with
wetness. It looked cavernous and big and not like my pussy had ever
looked before, except maybe when I was fisted by Nurse Siemein, but
even that didn't really compare. I couldn't wait to see the pictures;
Spunky's knot must have been gigantic! I got up slowly, walking
gingerly and squatting on the grass some distance away. I needed to
pee badly and I wasn't waiting for a bathroom. Spunky was licking his
cock clean and Uncle Max just smiled and took my picture.

"That was so great, Amy!" Uncle Max was as happy as I'd ever seen him.
He spoke while he zoomed in on my tired, but smiling face, flashing
another picture as I peed.

"I'm tired." I laughed, standing up finally and looking down to see my
cunt lips hanging down about a half inch. "God." I muttered. "How big
was that thing?" I looked at Uncle Max and he grinned.

"Mmmm...about the size of a softball, probably bigger when it was
inside." He said. Then he came over to me, taking off his robe and
wrapping it around me. "Let's go inside and take a bath, sweetheart."
He picked me up, even though I could have walked, but I guess its kind
of a tradition now for us, and carried me in the house. Uncle Max is
kind of a romantic guy; I don't know why his wife left him. But she
was the loser. I told that to Uncle Max, whispering in his ear while
he carried me.

=-=-= 

I took a nap after my bath. Uncle Max had washed me and dried me and
put a big t-shirt on me, then put me in bed because I was mostly
asleep anyway. I dreamt of puppies.

I woke up about 10 that night, feeling much better. My pussy even felt
pretty good as I stood up and stretched. I was starving too and I made
my way downstairs and found Uncle Max sitting at his computer. He was
sending pictures to some friends of his and talking in a chat room
called `knotty girls'. I looked over his shoulder and groaned at the
bad joke, shaking my head. Uncle Max laughed and asked me how I was
feeling and I said I was great, except I was really hungry. He took
the hint and said he'd go n the kitchen and make me some chicken soup
and peanut butter sandwiches, and that sounded pretty good. In the
meantime, he said, I could chat with some of his friends if I wanted,
the web cam was hooked up and so was the microphone, all I had to do
was click the little broadcast button. So I sat down, took a drink of
Uncle Max's beer that was sitting there, and did it.

There were 7 guys in there and 1 woman and as soon as I started the
web cam I got 8 permission requests within about 10 seconds. I turned
on the mic and giggled, "You guys are fast!" and they started asking
me if I was really Amy and how old I was and all that stuff. They'd
seen the pictures already and wanted to know how it felt taking that
huge dog like I had. The woman especially, since she was just really
curious and had never done anything with an animal. One guy asked me
if my pussy had recovered yet and I said not yet, and someone else
wanted to see it. So, I teased them a little but finally adjusted the
camera and moved so they could see my 15 year old pussy live and in
color. It was kind of a thrill doing that and I told them how my lips
were usually smaller and tighter, but Spunky had totally stretched me
out. Then Uncle Max came in with a tray full of food and I said
goodbye, because I had to eat, but Uncle Max left the camera on so
they could see me eating while he chatted with the keyboard, turning
off the microphone so we could talk and laugh and stuff.

He told me he was hoping the Japanese guy would get on so I could meet
him and maybe his daughter too, even though she didn't know any
English. But it was still morning in Japan anyway and they were
probably busy. While I was eating, someone else turned on a web cam
and we watched while some guy's Chihuahua licked his cock and balls.
It was hilarious and I snorted a little chicken soup through my nose I
think. Everybody gave that man a hard time, but it was all in good
fun.

Neither Uncle Max nor myself were tired of course. I'd just taken a
good long 6 hour nap and he was used to working nights, so we figured
we'd just hang out on the Internet having fun. That sounded good to
me. He got another beer and asked if I wanted one, I said sure, why
not, even though it would make me silly. He brought Spunky back with
him and we let the chat room watch as I played with Spunky's cock. He
was being kind of restless though and kept trying to move away
everytime I'd start getting him hard, so finally I just sucked him for
a little bit and let him go. I think he was worn out too. Naturally
everyone in the chat room was disappointed though, they wanted to see
us fuck again, but I wasn't sure my pussy could take that!

We eventually left that room and went to another place called
`girldog's room' and Uncle Max said he'd spoken with this girldog
person a lot, and she was his very favorite person in the world...That
he loved her. Uncle Max said she was really nice and helped people,
like offering advice and writing columns and articles for her own web
site and a few others. I told him she sounded really neat and asked
Uncle Max if he'd ever told her how he felt. He just shook his head,
he thought she knew how much Uncle Max loved her, but he knew that
there could never be anything serious between them. I thought that was
too bad, because Uncle Max is just about the sweetest man I know.
There were a lot of people there, but not her, so we just kicked back
and watched the conversations and talked, which I think is what Uncle
Max really wanted to do all along, he was just being...shy...and that
surprised me.

"I have something for you, Amy." He seemed to be a little unsure of
himself, saying it hesitantly. He'd given me a lot of gifts, even
offering me money, not for sex or anything, but just because he really
wanted me to be happy, I think. But this was something different.

It was a long black velvet box and at first I thought he was giving me
a string of pearls or something. I looked at him and asked what it
was, but he wouldn't say, he just smiled. So I opened it and inside
was a thin black leather dog collar, with an 18 karat gold heart that
must have cost a bundle, dangling from it. The heart was engraved with
`AMY' in fancy script, and below that it said "Girldog" in quotations.

At first I didn't get it, but Uncle Max clicked on an icon to go to
`Girldog's Web Site' and there was a picture of me! Smiling and
sitting on Uncle Max's patio with Spunky's head on my lap. There were
links for preview and join, and Uncle Max took me through a tour of
the web site I didn't know I had. I was in shock, really, every
picture that Uncle Max had taken of me was available for download,
including the ones from earlier that afternoon, that were tagged with
a big flashing update icon. There were some movies of Spunky and me
too, and a bio page, and the chat room, and a forum, and a How-To and
FAQ pages. There were other girl's too, `Amy's Friends' it said, and
had the Japanese girl Atsumi, and several others, with their own
pictures and movies and bios.

I didn't say anything. I just held that little collar in the box and
watched. Uncle Max logged in as the administrator, explaining how the
website was in actually in Albania, or Argentina, or maybe Antigua, I
forget, anyway it was legal there, even though it was illegal here, to
post pictures of 15 year old girls, and even younger like in the case
of Atsumi, fucking dogs on the internet. So Uncle Max had used a
lawyer in that other place to start a company called GD Entertainment,
and people paid that company to see my pictures.

I looked at Uncle Max. "How many people?" Was all I could think to
ask.

"Uh, we've been averaging 714 subscribers for the last 9 months." He
smiled. "At thirty euros a month. That's a little over 25 thousand
dollars a month. But we started slow, so the real numbers are actually
bigger than that; the last 3 months we average closer to 1200 and
that's over 40 grand, in dollars. We piggy-backed on another website
for a little bit at the beginning, and we have to pay some expenses,
and the other models get a percentage, so we actually clear a little
over half of that in profits."

"We?" I was still trying to grasp this concept.

"You and me, yeah. I'm the President of GD Entertainment."

I looked at him. "And I'm...a...what? Model?"

He laughed, "Yeah, but you're also the owner. GD Entertainment belongs
to one Amy Welch, solely and wholly, but that information is
privileged, our lawyers handle all enquiries. I, uh...gave myself a
salary of 30 percent of the net profit, I hope you don't mind. You
have right now, Mmmmm..." He opened another website for some bank in
some other country and typed in some letters and numbers and stuff.
"You have a little over one hundred and fifty thousand euros in your
account right now...Tax free. Just uh, we can't really spend it here,
the IRS would be all over it." He smiled.

"A hundred and fifty...thousand?" I blinked.

"The server costs a lot, plus a dedicated T3 line isn't exactly loose
change, but it is very hard for a site dedicated to providing the best
in teen and preteen bestiality like we are, to find a willing host.
This way we own the hardware and we can sell server space and
bandwidth to some other companies who aren't quite mainstream. It's
actually starting to pay for itself now, and I think by this time next
year we'll be seeing a profit from that too." Uncle Max paused,
looking to see if I had any questions.

"You don't...uh...really work in a mill, do you Uncle Max."

He laughed. "A mill?" Uncle Max looked a little confused and then
laughed. "I love blondes...ummm, no." He seemed to consider something
and dismiss it. "Anyway, probably our biggest expense is our attorney,
or solicitor if you'd prefer." Uncle Max continued. "His name is Mr.
Goethe, and he gets a rather nice fee. But he knows his job. I have a
letter from him, and some papers for you to sign by the way, and some
credit cards too." He smiled at me. "If you'd like, maybe we can fly
to Europe sometime and you can meet him. He's very...polite."

"Oh, uh, sure." I didn't understand it very much at all. "So who...who
does the advice thing and forum thing and...and...chat thing?" I scratched
my head. "If I'm...I'm Girldog..." I thought for a moment. "Thennnnn...you..."

"I've been doing it, kind of pretending to be you, just to give you a
presence until...well, until we could have this talk and I could find
out if you wanted to kill me or not." He looked a little nervous,
actually, and I suppose some people would have been kind of pissed. I
was going to make about twenty thousand dollars this month alone
though, as near as I could figure in my head. And I've never been shy
really, although the possibility of someone seeing me and recognizing
me and then telling my Daddy would...pretty much be a bummer. And for
Uncle Max too, since I think promoting child-bestiality carries the
death sentence in this part of the country. So he was really the one
taking the risks, but he was giving me more than twice as much money
as he was getting.

"Why?" I searched his eyes.

"Why did I...make the web site?"

I nodded. "And why tell me at all?"

"Because I love you. Wanted to show you off I guess, in the beginning,
and then some people were willing to pay for your pictures, and
then...it just happened. I don't need money, I have more than enough,
but you...well, why not make some money for just being you? It won't buy
happiness, but it will pay for an apartment in Paris." He looked at
me. "If you want me to shut it down, I can, very easily at the end of
the month. I work for you, it's your company and your decision."

I closed my eyes. "Wellll...What if...What if we get caught?"

"I'd go to jail, probably, I reckon. And you'd go...to therapy, or
something, to get over the trauma of being abused by an evil man like
me."

"You're not evil!" I laughed. "You caught me kissing your dog,
remember?" I giggled remembering how Uncle Max had yelled at the crazy
little girl who was rubbing his dog's cock and sucking his tongue in
the back yard. "I was the one abusing Spunky."

Uncle Max laughed too. "Yeah, well...nobody is going to believe that!
And even if they did, it would still be my fault. Anyway, I went to a
lot of trouble to make sure if anyone tries to find out who GD
Entertainment is they'll have a hard time doing it, and we'll get a
heads up that someone is poking around. That happens and I'll go to
Tahiti and drink Pina Coladas for the rest of my life."

I thought about it. The chances of someone who really knew me finding
my website and joining it was pretty remote. And even if they did, how
would they explain it? They'd want to protect themselves, wouldn't
they? And if the police found out and Uncle Max did have to leave,
well...I'd leave too. I might not go with Uncle Max, but I wouldn't
stick around so they could use me against him somehow.

"Can I chat with those people?" I asked with a smile.

"Yeah! Sure you can, I'll show you everything and you can do what you
want. Just make sure you only do it on this computer though, because I
use an ISP Trap/Mask so nobody can really tell where we're connecting
through. Theoretically." He admitted. "But the people who set it up
are pretty good, NSA guys doing some freelance. Lord knows they charge
enough."

So that was how I got my own website.

"Then why don't you put this on me and I'll say hello." I handed the
collar to Uncle Max and he flushed slightly, I think. I felt his hands
gently securing the cool supple leather around my neck. It was snug
and looked like one of those Victorian neck ornaments that refined
young women would wear in high society. I loved it. I wrapped my arms
around Uncle Max and kissed him, gently at first and then deeper,
surprising him I think, and then pulling away and fingering the heart
at my throat. "This doesn't mean we're married, does it?" I asked
giggling.

"Uh, no, it...no." He stammered cutely and I kissed him again.

"Too bad." I whispered and played my tongue across his lips. "I was
looking forward to the honeymoon."

I fucked him right there on the living room floor. Nether of us
bothered to undress. I pulled my panties to the side and unbuttoned
his boxers, freeing his hard cock. I straddled him, pushing his back
to the floor and reaching down to guide the head of his penis into the
warm moist folds of my sex. I was desperate for it, unbelievably so,
and I wondered if Uncle Max had spiked my chicken soup with something.
Spanish fly maybe. I giggled as I settled down on his prick, letting
him filling me gently. I wanted to do all the work; I was going to
fuck him, slowly and deliberately. I felt sexy and mature, perhaps
that was Uncle Max's seduction: making me feel like an adult instead
of the child I was. I didn't mind my small tits, my narrow hips, and
hairless slit, all conspiring to keep me young and precious. I felt
like a woman for the first time ever and it was great.

It was right in the middle of that slow easy fuck that I suddenly
remembered I had to call my mother. Uncle Max might have been making
me feel like an adult with my newfound business and wealth, but in
reality I was still just a 15 year old catholic schoolgirl with too
many hormones. My mother had good reasons to worry, so I figured I'd
better call, besides I thought a little cruelly, I might just catch
her with her fingers in the pie...Jenny's pie!

I didn't even bother getting off of Uncle Max though, I just leaned
over and snagged the phone cord with my fingers, while his cock was
still buried in my hot little puss. I smiled at him and put my fingers
to my lips as I dialed. My mother answered on the third ring and as
soon as I said "Hi, mother." Uncle Max decided to tease me. He grabbed
my hips and started lifting his butt off the floor, fucking into me
hard and making me gasp with surprise.

"Oh! Mother...uh hi. I'm at..." I moaned. "Ahhh... (oh fuck!) ...No, I-I'm
fine mother I'm... Ah! (Harder!) ... S-Staying at a f-friends hou...Ow!
(Deeper!) ...house. I'll b-be home ...(I'm cuuumming!) ...home Sunday... (Oh
fuck me!) ...I l-love you too, mother. I... Oh! ...know. I'm s-s-sorry too...
(God! Do it to me!) ...Uh-huh...uh-huh... Uhhh! (Fuck!) ...bye mother... Ohhhh!
I gotta...gotta goooo... Oh! Yesss!" I hung up the phone, giggling and
cumming at the same time and getting spun all over inside by the
confused mess in my head!

Uncle Max slowed down, he didn't want to cum yet. He flipped me over,
both of us giggling, so I was on my back. I caught my breath and
looked up at him. "You are an evil man!" I breathed.

"Did you mom suspect anything?" He asked, straight faced, and I almost
died laughing.

"Oh yeah...She knows." I assured him. Mother definitely knew I was
getting some serious dick. The thought made me hot all over and I
moved so I could put my legs over Uncle Max's shoulders. He braced
himself on his hands, grinding his big dick inside my creamy cunt. "I
bet you can't last 10 minutes, Uncle Max." I hunched my hips a little,
feeling his cock throbbing as it rested inside me.

I looked at the phone on the floor next to us, it had a clock radio
built into it, and it was 11:49pm. "When I say go, we start fucking
Uncle Max, nice and deep and hard and fast as you want... But, if you
cum before midnight, you owe me!"

He looked at the clock. "Owe you what?" He was smiling.

"I dunno, but something really good!" I leaned up and kissed his nose.
"Deal?"

"Deal." He grinned and we both watched the digital numbers on the
clock turn from 49 to 50... "Go!" I whispered urgently and he started
giving it to me nice. He had my lithe cheerleader body bent in half at
the waist, with my knees on either side oh my breasts, so my pussy was
wide open. Hot, sweet, and inviting. I was already so wet his cock
made lazy little squishy sounds as it pushed in and out. I cold feel
my muscles and I squeezed a bit, so my pussy clenched around him when
he was pulling back, and relaxed when he thrust inside.

"Come on, Uncle Max..." I whispered. "...Fuck me...Make me cum all over that
big cock....Fuck me harder...Please? Please...fuck me deep...I need your hot
cock so bad..." I kept whispering to him, lifting my body and pulling
with my heels into his back, urging him to fuck me and cum inside me.
"Oh, do it me...oh fuck yeah...do me, Uncle Max...give me your cock....love
your little girl and make me cum...Ohhh yesss..."

The numbers seemed to turn so quickly on that little clock though! I
thought it was broken at one point! I don't know what Uncle Max was
thinking about either, maybe baseball, I heard guys do that, but he
had his eyes closed and even though he was fucking me pretty good, he
didn't seem close to cumming. But about 11:58 I had an idea.

"Uncle Max..." I whispered. "Uncle Max..." I said it like I'd just thought
of something important. He opened his eyes and looked at me. I was
frowning just a little. "I forgot my birth control pills." His eyes
opened really big. "And I'm... Oh! ...Ovulating now..." he started slowing
down, but I rocked my hips up, keeping him deep. "Are you gonna...make
me...pregnant, Uncle Max?" I said it in a soft little girl voice, shy
and a little frightened. I bit my lower lip and blinked at him like I
was about to start crying.

"I-I'll...uh...pull out, Amy..." He really would have too, that's how sweet
Uncle Max is, if I'd let him.

"Nooo...Please...Just...Just fuck me...Uncle Max...cum inside me...cum deep inside
me...please..." I really was starting to cum, not just acting, and Uncle
Max pistoned his hard cock inside me a dozen good fast deep strokes
and then held it there, jammed balls deep in my little cunt, spraying
me with his seed.

I looked at the clock through my half-closed eyes, shuddering with the
good feelings sweeping through me as my womb filled with his hot
creamy sperm. "I...Mmmm... ...win..." I sighed and smiled lazily as the clock
turned over a new day.

Uncle Max was gasping too; moving again as he slowly fucked his
softening cock in and out of my drenched pussy. Our fuck juices
trickled out of me and down my ass, feeling cool and wet, but I didn't
mind at all. He kissed me, and then he really looked at me with some
concern.

"Did you really forget your pills?" He asked softly.

I couldn't see any reason to tell him I'd never taken a birth control
pill in my life, so I told him the almost truth. "Yeah, I haven't
taken a birth control pill in weeks."

"Aren't you...uh, worried?" He rubbed his cheek and suddenly reminded me
very much of my Daddy.

"Not really, if I do get pregnant, I'll get by." I smiled. "My parents
won't disown me for that."

"But you...you're only 15 and..."

I laughed. "That didn't stop you from fucking me though, did it?" I
shook my head. "It didn't stop you when I was 14...or 13, remember?"

Uncle Max looked hurt and I felt bad. "I didn't mean it like...that." He
started. "I meant..."

"I know." I smiled and kissed him. "I'm not mad, come on! If I did get
pregnant, I'd want it to be yours more than anybody's." Except maybe
Daddy's, I didn't say. "But I'm not pregnant, and I won't get
pregnant, so you can stop worrying...I was teasing you!"

"Ohhhh...so you are on the pill." He was so confused!

"Nope." I grinned as he rolled his eyes. "But you'd like it wouldn't
you Uncle Max? Seeing me get pregnant. Getting all round and fat with
a baby and my boobs getting big and dripping milk. You'd love to see
me like that, wouldn't you?" I reached down and felt his cock
stiffening again in my pussy, wrapping my fingers around the hot wet
base. "I can tell."

"Ohh...Amy, you're so bad!" He sighed, but his face was happy. "Yes, I
would like to see you like that." His voice was wistful, like he was
telling me a dream, and I sighed too. "Okay, enough of that...what do I
owe you, Amy?" He slipped his cock out of me, lifting and settling so
it lay across my clean-shaven mound, sliding back and forth, smearing
our fuck juices across my aching clit. I squirmed a little as he
humped me like that, enjoying the sensation.

"I want to watch you fuck a dog." I said.

"Uhhh...Hmmm...You mean, like Spunky?" I cold tell he wasn't thrilled with
the idea of taking Spunky in his butt, and I laughed.

"No! Spunky is boy dog... I wanna see you mate with a girl dog." I
smiled up at him.

"Sure, but...uh...I'm not sure where..."

I cut him off. "I'm sure you can do it, Uncle Max." I kissed him
lightly, teasing him with my tongue. "You can do anything."

He laughed. "Whatever you want, Amy." He kissed me then, deeper this
time. "I really do love you."

"I know." I whispered.

I wasn't sure how Uncle Max was going to find a female dog to mate
with. Things get a little more complicated with females. A male dog is
pretty much ready to fuck anytime anywhere. But bitches are different,
more picky, more sensitive to their biological clocks... Of course all
dogs can be trained. So we needed a trained bitch, one that was big
enough to take Uncle Max. Which meant we needed an owner, since such
rare and special dogs don't just spring out of thin air.

Luckily, being that we owned GD Entertainment, we had some resources
at our disposal. It was just a matter of effort, luck, and timing...
Enter Daphne Miles, one of our best customers, as it turns out.

We started with running a search of our customers. There was a little
profile thing, three profile things actually, which seemed redundant
to me, for our website that customers could fill out, if they were so
inclined. One was for a little matchmaker database, a personal ads
kind of thing that a surprising number of people had filled out.
Mostly just to see what kind of matches they might get, Uncle Max
explained. He doubted it was really very useful to us, despite it's
popularity. Another was for the Forums, which Uncle Max and some of
the customers themselves moderated. In that one, members could give
little descriptions of themselves, and what their interests were, and
even upload little graphics files for their own personal icons. The
Forum was very popular, it gave people a chance to ask and give a lot
of advice, or tell stories, or whatever. The third profile was for the
chat rooms themselves, and this was a lot like the Forum; usually a
short paragraph or two giving a physical description and what the
person's interests were. I think a lot of people used the same
descriptions for both.

Uncle Max ran some keyword searches looking for people who owned dogs,
first of all. Then narrowed that down to our general geographic area,
although a lot of times that was just `USA' and then even further to
those who owned female dogs. As you can imagine that narrowed it down
a lot. By the time we were finished, we had less than a dozen names,
nicknames I should say. We did look at their real world info, just to
see who was close and who was far, but it wasn't like we'd call them
up on the phone. If we were going to contact someone through the web
site, well it had to be through the web site.

We went to bed about three in the morning, after several hours of
Uncle Max searching and me just hanging out in the chat room, where I
have to confess, my ego was seriously stroked. I had a lot of friends
out there that I'd never even suspected, and it was exciting. But I
didn't meet anyone with a female dog that Uncle Max could fuck, so we
went to bed hoping that the next day would bring us more luck.

-=-=-

I woke up early, like at seven, partly because I was in someone else's
house, maybe, and partly because I was used to getting up early every
day. I slipped out of bed without waking Uncle Max, used the bathroom
and let Spunky outside. Then I made some frozen orange juice and
decided to see what was happening on my web site. That thought made me
laugh and might have been another reason I woke up early: it was
exciting.

I went to the Forum first, just to check it out, and there was one
topic called `Questions for Amy' and I looked through those and
answered a couple threads. The one I took the longest time thinking
about was:

`Amy, will you ever do anal with a dog? And post the pics (and esp
movie!!!) on the website? And if you do can I be your cameraman? I
think I'm not alone when I say I love watching you do your dog, but
give us some doggy butt lovin!! Please girl! Tanx'

There were about 25 replies to that, mostly guys who agreed
wholeheartedly with the original, but there was one guy who was like...
`no way she could take that huge knot in her beanpole butt!' ...and he
was flamed already, even though he'd just posted the night before.
Anyway, I promised I'd do it, not sure when...but soon and I didn't need
a cameraman, but I'd probably need a good masseuse afterwards! I left
the beanpole butt comment alone, even though I saw I had moderator
privileges and could have edited or deleted it; I figured it was a
free country. Though it did make me wonder all day long if I really
did have a too skinny butt.

I wandered into one of the chat rooms next, the one for general chat,
which seemed the most popular. I was surprised at how many people were
on at 7:30 in the morning. Some of them were from like Japan and
India, where it's a lot later I guess, like night time there. But a
lot of people from here and Canada too, maybe 30 people in all. I went
in and everyone said Hi to me right way, like I was a celebrity, which
was pretty cool. But I told myself I'd have to watch it so I didn't
get a big head and end up looking like a stuck-up idiot! I turned on
the web cam, asking if anyone wanted to see my bed head and they did.
They asked me why I wasn't going to school and I told them I was worn
out! And I was, really. They asked where Spunky was and I went and got
him, pulling his big old face in front of the camera and kissing him.
I let him French me, and his huge tongue filled my mouth and they
liked that too. It was a lot of fun just fooling around.

Then some woman asked me how to do stuff, like how to get him
interested and keep him interested, which can be hard sometimes, and
how did I control such a big animal, and stuff like that. And it
turned into a big question and answer thing, with a lot of people
chiming in, which was cool. Some of them knew a whole lot more than I
did! And then...I saw `Daphne' come in, and a lot of people said Hi to
her, and I guess she was a regular because she was right at home in
the chat room. Daphne was one of the nicknames Uncle Max had written
down for people to talk to. Her little profiles had said that she
lived in the same state as we did, she owned a pair of purebred black
labs, one male and one female, and they were both trained to please
her. We didn't know if the female lab had sex with human males or not,
she hadn't said exactly how her dogs pleased her. Uncle max thought it
was probably just an oral thing, but we wouldn't know if we didn't
ask, right?

I thought about waking Uncle Max up, but then I thought if she turned
out to be not right for us, then he'd be missing sleep for nothing.
And Uncle Max was old, like my Daddy, and he needed sleep! Especially
since we'd had sex 4 times the day and night before, which Uncle Max
said was a record for him and I should call Guinness and get him in
that book. Or get me in the book, he'd said, since it was my doing
more than his. Anyway, I figured I'd let him sleep and see if I could
talk to her. I'm more of a people person than Uncle Max is anyway.

I asked her if I could personal message her, that's like a private
conversation, and she said sure. So I did and I said Hi, and told her
I was Amy, and she said she was watching my web cam and she really
liked my website. I asked if she had a web cam too, and she did, so
she turned it on for me. I said goodbye to everyone, ignoring their
protests, and turned off broadcast so that only Daphne could see and
hear me. Soon we were talking on our microphones and looking at each
other, just like we were in the same room. She called her dogs over,
Willow and Midnight, the female and male respectively, and they were
gorgeous animals. Willow had a little streak of white along her chest,
but Midnight was completely black. They were really sweet too, very
loving and calm sitting there with Daphne.

I asked her if Willow had ever been with a man. Daphne laughed a
little and said not yet, she hadn't found a man yet that she felt
comfortable approaching, but someday she thought it would happen. She
told me she used a strap-on with Willow sometimes, and she was very
well trained. Willow liked it even more than Midnight's cock, Daphne
thought, and she had to hide it or Willow would find it and bring it
to Daphne, sometimes at the most embarrassing moments. Like once when
she was entertaining some friends from work, willow trotted into the
dining room with that big strap-on in her mouth, and Daphne didn't
think she'd ever live that down! We both laughed and Daphne was very
attractive, I thought.

Daphne asked me if I was really 15 and I told her I was and I asked
her if that bothered her, but she told me it didn't. The reason she
liked the web site so much was because me and the other models were so
young. She'd grown up with dogs and almost all of her sexual
experiences until she started college had been with animals. Seeing
dogs with younger girls like me brought back some of those memories
and Daphne liked that. She also told me that she was usually very shy
around people but she didn't feel lonely at all, as long as she had
her dogs. Daphne sounded a lot like Uncle Max, in that respect.

Daphne was 29 years old and single, never married, never even came
close she said, having had two boyfriends her entire life and neither
of them had satisfied her. She was pretty too, even though she was
shorter than I am. She told me she was 5'2" and 110lbs, and she loved
to run with her dogs every day, which was good, Daphne said, because
she needed to exercise or she'd gain 10 pounds overnight. I don't
think 10 pounds would have hurt her though; she looked like she had a
great body, with large firm breasts swelling under her t-shirt. Her
face was pleasant, smiling and open, like she was incapable of lying,
even if she wanted to. Her eyes and hair were brown, and it was long
and tangled, she had a bit of a bed head too. Like me.

I was trying to think of a way to ask her if she'd be interested in
meeting Uncle Max and me, but I wasn't sure how to go about it. She
seemed really nice, but I thought maybe Uncle Max should talk to her
first too. Then I started thinking about the forum. I asked her if
she'd seen that thread about me taking a dog in my butt. She smiled
and said she had, that she'd kind of like to see that too. I asked her
if she'd ever done that with Midnight, and she told me she had, a
bunch of times, and she always loved it. Midnight's cock was a lot
smaller than Spunky's though, she thought. I asked her how big it was
and she said about 7 inches long, and not too big around. It was
narrow at the base and at the tip, so it looked like an overstuffed
sausage kind of, when it was hard. And the knot was maybe the size of
a tennis ball, but it felt a lot bigger than that, she laughed.

I told her I wanted to do it, but not with Spunky. I thought he'd
probably kill me if he put his huge thing inside me, and Daphne
nodded, she didn't think it would be a good idea. But a smaller dog,
like a black lab, would probably be really nice. She asked me if I'd
ever had anal sex and I told her I had, once with a man and once with
my... I paused not knowing exactly how to explain Miss Squires... Once
with my gym teacher, I finally said. She asked me if my gym teacher
was a woman and when I said yes she asked me if I liked having sex
with girls. I told her definitely, and she smiled at that. I think she
was thinking about me a little now and I could see her arm moving, but
not what her fingers were doing. I was getting a little itchy myself
and I forgot all about how I was going to ask how Daphne felt about
maybe Midnight doing me in my butt.

Daphne asked me instead if she could see my pussy. She kind of
hesitated a little, maybe wondering if I'd be mad, but I wasn't at
all. I pointed the camera down, and then decided just to move it a
little closer, so Daphne could really see me good. I pulled my panties
off all the way and spread my legs over the arms of the chair, sliding
down a little. I rubbed myself a little, spreading my lips and feeling
myself getting a little moist inside. I watched Daphne's face as she
stared at her computer screen, her mouth open just a little and
occasionally licking her lips as she told me how pretty my little
pussy was. She asked me if it was still sore from the day before and I
told her it wasn't sore very much at all, even though Uncle Max had
fucked me 3 times yesterday as well. Well, little girls stretch,
Daphne said, and I gasped because Uncle Max says that all the time
too!

Daphne asked me who Uncle Max was and I told her about how he wasn't
really my uncle, but just a good friend, and Spunky was really his
dog. I told her how we'd met and how Uncle Max had caught me playing
with Spunky when I was 13 and tried to get rid of me at first, since
he didn't want to get in trouble, but I just kept coming back and
eventually he just let me do what I really wanted to. I seduced him, I
told Daphne, giggling as the camera showed her my pussy opening wetly
for my fingers. Like you're seducing me now? She asked with a giggle
of her own, and I wondered if that's what I was doing.

Show me yours too, I said, changing the subject and I watched as
Daphne adjusted her own camera so I could see she was playing with her
own juicy cunt. She had three fingers inside, stroking them in and out
while her thumb played across a large distended clit. We stared at
each other's pussies without either of us saying anything for a bit,
it was just feeling so good. We just listened to each other sighing
softly across the ether.

Have you ever been with a girl, Daphne? I asked her and she replied
she hadn't, but she thought about it a lot. Especially younger girls,
like me and Ilse, who was a Dutch girl whose father took pictures her
with their Alsatian. She didn't do a lot of modeling, I think she only
had like 4 photosets, but they were all 96 pictures each and super
high quality. I figured her Daddy must be a professional photographer.
Ilse was 13 and Daphne said the Dutch girl was her favorite, but she
liked me a lot too. Especially now that she'd met me. She said she
felt very comfortable with me. Then Daphne laughed because that seemed
like a strange thing to say when we were watching each other
masturbate.

"I used to look at girls like you, Amy." She was saying. "And I still
do, I suppose, wondering what it would be like to...touch you." I think
Daphne was trying to bring us off together and I pushed another finger
inside, twisting them to find that secret spot Dr. Siemein had shown
me. "I'd imagine feeling your soft body close to mine.  How you would
smell and taste. Taking your nipples into my mouth while I ran my
hands along your back. Pressing my leg between your smooth thighs,
your sweet young sex burning across my skin."

"Yesss..." I hissed between my teeth, my eyes glazed with lust as Daphne
worked her fingers slowly in and out of her pink glistening slit. "I'd
love to feel your body on mine, Daphne. Touching me, biting me.
Kissing me softly and making me so hot all over...mmmm...so wet and warm
inside. Do you want to taste me, Daphne? Do you want to know how sweet
I am?" I pulled my fingers out of my slick little cunt, holding them
up to the camera so they shone with my juices.

"Oh, God yes, Amy. I want to taste you so bad right now! Do it for me,
taste them for me and tell me what it's like." She urged me. I slipped
off the chair, keeping my wet fingers in front of the camera until she
could see my face, flushed with pleasure. I opened my mouth wide so
she could see my tongue and pushed my wet fingers in, turning them as
I licked and suckled at the moisture from my pussy.

"You do it Daphne, taste yourself and pretend it's me. Let me see you
taste yourself too, and we'll imagine we're together, drinking each
other." I moved my hand back down, rubbing myself furiously as I felt
my orgasm building. I was going to cum any second and so was Daphne,
but I wanted it to happen while we were both sucking our cunty fluids
from our fingers, pretending we were drinking each other. As Daphne
brought her fingers to her lips, I did the same, and we moaned and
shook and shivered together as we came, sucking and swallowing eagerly
at our own orgasms. I thought I'd never tasted anything so sweet, that
it was because of her, the way Daphne made me feel just sitting there
and talking.

I sat on the floor smiling at her, watching as her orgasm passed. My
body was flushed and I was a little breathless and so was Daphne; when
she came it was lights out, and so much fun to watch. I finally
couldn't wait any longer. "Daphne, would you...would you like to do this
for real, sometime?"

"What do you mean?" she asked me, smiling also and looking very
relaxed.

"I mean, would you like to meet me and we could...uh, do it." I sounded
like an idiot, I thought. "We could make love...If you wanted to."

"Well, yeah," She sat up a little straighter. "Of course I would,
but...I don't know...I mean...where do you live?" I told her where Uncle
Max's house was, in very general terms, and she looked shocked, in
kind of a happy way. "That close? My God, I'm just up the road from
there!" But then her face clouded slightly and she became more
reserved, almost apologetic. "But uh...this is kind of...sudden, you know
and..."

I could tell she was really torn by wanting to meet me and at the same
time being so very shy and insecure, exactly how she'd described
herself earlier. Now I started to understand why such a pretty woman
was always alone, but dogs or no dogs, I really thought she'd be happy
if she had some friends like Uncle Max and me.

"How about if we get some pizza?" I suddenly thought of something.

"What?"

I smiled. "Do you like pizza? We can meet at the Pizza Hut by the mall
and talk and stuff our faces and then, maybe you'll feel better and
um, we can talk and...stuff." I frowned as my tongue got all confused by
what my brain hadn't figured all the way out yet, but Daphne laughed a
little and smiled too. She agreed that Pizza would be great and she'd
meet me there at three o'clock for kind of a late lunch, early dinner
thing. I probably should have told Daphne that Uncle Max would be
coming too, but I didn't. She'd probably have changed her mind.

I gave her Uncle Max's phone number though, just in case she wanted to
call me, but not to cancel our date, I warned her! And I told her to
wear a skirt too. She asked me why and I said "Because, I'll be
wearing one!" And I laughed and we said our goodbyes. I couldn't wait
to tell Uncle Max the good news. I ran upstairs and crawled on him,
rubbing my wet bare pussy against his thigh through the sheet until he
opened one eye and looked at me.

"We have a date." I bounced a little, just because my pussy itched a
little, and I wanted to make a wet spot on Uncle Max's leg.

"Huh?"

"With Daphne." I started pulling the covers down, he looked entirely
too comfortable wrapped in those warm sheets.

"What?"

"She's smart and she's very pretty, she has two great dogs, she likes
me a lot, and we're going to meet her for pizza at three." If that
didn't explain everything, I didn't know what would! Uncle Max can be
so simple sometimes!

"What time is it?"

"It's not three yet, don't worry, but we have to leave a little
early." It would be really bad to keep Daphne waiting, I thought. She
looked like someone who might get nervous and be afraid of being stood
up, so she'd leave and stand us up, if we weren't there early.

"Why?"

"You have to buy me a skirt." I was thinking a black one maybe, with a
white blouse would be good, or a red blouse for some color, but a
black skirt to go with Daphne's dogs. I'd need shoes too. I frowned.
Good thing Uncle Max and me were rich now!

"Huh?"

"I need a new skirt for our date." I shook my head wondering why guys
only listen half the time, and the other half of the time they're busy
saying `huh?'

"Why?"

"Because Daphne is going to wear one! Duh!" I laughed and rolled off
the bed. "I'm gonna make you some coffee and we have to clean the
house, just in case she wants to come over, and you gotta clean this
room...Open some windows! It smells like somebody was having sex all
night! And if she calls, be nice!"

"What? Calls?"

"I gave her your number, but if she calls, don't let her cancel our
date! She's like terminally shy, even though we just jerked off
together on the Internet. I saved the camera file, I think, so you can
see her. Come on, Uncle Max! Get up!"

We had breakfast and cleaned and made the house look nice and even had
time to give Spunky a bath, all before noon. Uncle Max was pretty
excited when he replayed the web cam file, actually he replayed both
of them, Daphne's and mine. I didn't know that the one I sent was
saved automatically, and I started wondering if my Daddy's did that.
That could be big trouble later on, I thought. Anyway, he had them
running side-by-side and his dick was getting hard again, but I told
him no sex! And if he jerked off I'd kill him. He told me not to
worry; he didn't think he could cum again for a week anyway, after 4
times the day before. I felt his penis and he was right, it didn't
have that same hard as rock feel to it, this was kind of the soft kind
of hard-on guys get after too much of a good thing.

I was feeling like Supergirl though, like I could fix any problem in
the world, even Uncle Max's oversexed 40-year-old penis. I dug in my
purse, found the number, and called Dr. Siemein's office. Someone
other than Nurse Siemein answered. "Who's this? Where's Nurse
Siemein?"

"This is Nurse Diddly, I'm just, uh, filling in. Nurse Siemein is on
vacation for a couple days, can I help you?" She sounded totally bored
with me already.

"Nurse Diddly?" I laughed in spite of trying really hard not to. "Uh,
sorry...I'm Amy Welch and I, uh, have a little problem...Can I speak with
Dr. Siemein?"

"Well...!" It was that self-important `well' of someone who had just
been laughed at and I cringed. "I'm sure the doctor is very busy at
the moment, if you could leave your number..."

"No, please, I really need to speak with him." I tried be nice first,
I really did!

"I'm sorry, but I just couldn't interrupt the doctor, Miss...uh, what
did you say your name was?"

"Amy Welch, and..."

She cut me off. "Well, Amy, I'll tell him you called and..."

"Listen!" I was losing patience. "Just tell him Amy Welch is on the
phone, he'll speak with me...Or you'll be back on your street corner
selling blowjobs for a nickel when he finds out you took a fucking
message!" I actually yelled at her and it felt very therapeutic. Uncle
Max just raised his eyebrows and went back to his split-pea soup.

"Hold on." She said quietly and I gave Uncle Max a nod.

"Nurse Diddly is putting me through." I whispered. 

He looked at me. "You have such a way with people, Amy."

"Amy? This is Dr. Siemein, how are you?" He sounded worried and
figured it was because his daughter was probably playing doctor with
my Daddy's butt. I was pretty sure he didn't care, all three of the
`he's' in that sentence I should clarify, but everyone was worried
about poor little Amy. The concern empowered me and Dr. von Siemein
owed me.

"I'm good, Doctor, I just was wondering...could I get a prescription
from you for a friend of mine?"

"Uh, well...that's...that's not something I'd really do, Amy." He said.
"Why doesn't your...friend...uh, just see her own doctor and..." He was
probably thinking I wanted a prescription for me, like sleeping pills
or something, so I could overdose myself to oblivion. I shook my head,
even though Dr. Siemein couldn't tell.

"It's not for me, or my invisible friend, it's for my boyfriend...we
want a little Viagra, that sex pill stuff, because he's kind of,
um...worn out." I giggled.

"Oh. I uh...I see, well...does...does he have any allergies, any heart
conditions or circulation problems?"

"Hold on, I'll put him on." I handed the phone to Uncle Max. He looked
at me like I was crazy, but he took it and they talked about his
health awhile, then he gave the phone back to me.

"Okay Amy, I'll write him a prescription, but just for a few doses,
and this will be the last and only time, understand? I like you a lot,
Amy, but this isn't something I'd like to do again. Okay?"

"Yeah, I understand...Thanks Dr. Siemein, you're really doing me a huge
favor! We'll be there in half an hour, okay?"

"Sure, I'll leave it with the nurse." He paused. "Have you spoken to
your dad?"

"Not lately, but I will, don't worry."

"Okay Amy, just go easy on him, okay? And on yourself too. We all care
about you."

We hung up shortly after that and I laughed at Uncle Max. "Now you'll
be ready to fuck all night long, studly!" I looked him up and down.
"You better get ready for our date. Dress nice, but casual, right?
We're going for pizza. And shave too. And oh...I used your razor this
morning, so if there's little blonde pubic hairs in it..." I giggled.

"Sheesh! I can't decide if you sound more like my mother or my
ex-wife!" He grinned at me and pursed my lips.

"Neither one of them loves you the way I do, Uncle Max!" I pulled him
out of his chair.

"You got that right!" He squeezed my left boob playfully. "If I take
all that Viagra and Daphne doesn't work out...you're going to be in a
lot of trouble, little girl!"

"Promises, promises!" I laughed and slapped Uncle Max's hand away.
"It'll work out fine as long as you remember your manners. You're
going to love each other!" I promised, crossing my fingers behind my
back.

"I don't know about that." Uncle Max scratched his head. "But if we're
going to the mall, I guess you could probably use these." He got up
and went to his desk and came back with an envelope. He opened it and
took out 3 credit cards, A Visa, an American Express, and a JNB,
whatever that was. "The bills go to your attorney. You've got 5,000
euros on the Visa, half a million yen on the JNB, and a lot of dollars
on the American Express, I don't really know what the limit on that
is. It's an easy way to launder a little bit of money." He smiled.
"Just don't buy a Ferrari yet." He opened the other envelope. "This is
from your lawyer, a little letter of introduction, and some
contractual stuff. Once you sign them I'll get them over-nighted to
Goethe. Basically it's just saying that we're partners, with the 70-30
split I told you about, and you're agreeing to the contracts I signed
on your behalf when the corporation was established. Read it through,
if you want you can get a lawyer here to look through it too, I know a
couple good ones."

I looked at him seriously. "I know you wouldn't fuck me, Uncle Max." I
giggled and signed. I could have been agreeing to almost anything, but
I knew Uncle Max wasn't lying to me. He could have had everything
without ever telling me at all, and that was all the proof I needed
that I could trust him.

-=-=-

We got out of the house about quarter to one, which was really
rushing, but we had a lot to do. I was wearing one of Uncle Max's
son's old college sweatshirts and my school skirt and some flip-flops
that were a little too big. I looked like a nut. But all I'd brought
with me from home were panties. So maybe I was a nut, anyway, I'd get
what I needed at the mall.

In the car I asked Uncle Max if he'd ever have sex with a man.

"Nope." He answered, "I got nothing against it, but I really think
Tab-A goes into Slot-B for a reason, ya know?"

"But what if the other man looked like Cindy Crawford with kind of
reddish hair?"

"Hmmm...Well..." He didn't say he would, but he didn't say he wouldn't
either. He just left it hanging there while we rode in silence. I was
glad Nurse Siemein wasn't going to be there when we picked up Uncle
Max's prescription.

We didn't see Dr. Siemein either, just Nurse Diddle, who looked like
she belonged in the Playboy Mansion, with her big boobs, tight
uniform, and long luscious legs. She wasn't even a real blonde, I
could see her roots were dark, but I still groaned inwardly. She
looked like Pamela Anderson.

What was the deal with Dr. Siemein and his nurses, I wondered.

"You must be Amy." She didn't smile. "What a delightful child!" She
said child just to make me feel like one. "And such a well dressed
little girl too!" She clucked her tongue and then turned on Uncle Max.
"And you're her Daddy?" She said it real sexy, like she wanted Uncle
Max to be her daddy and was just imagining all the dirty little things
her Daddy Max would make her do. God, what a bitch!

But Uncle Max would have none of it. "I'm her Uncle Max and I think
you have a prescription for me." Nurse Diddle pulled it out from
between her big creamy perfect breasts dramatically, taking a deep
breath and letting it out with a sigh. She held it in her fingers like
she was teasing him with it. "Viagra?" she smiled. "I don't think I've
been with a man who used Viagra before." Then she looked at me real
catty. "But then, that could be the reason too."

"Thanks." Uncle Max snatched it out of her hand and looked at it, then
at Nurse Diddle. "Can I, uh, ask you a personal question?" He glanced
around as Nurse Diddle giggled and nodded. Uncle Max leaned close and
whispered in her ear and then stepped back, arching his eyebrows.

Nurse Diddle turned very red and slapped him. But Uncle Max just
laughed and we left. I asked what had happened as we rode the elevator
down to the street. "I asked her if she still had her penis." Uncle
Max looked at me and smiled. "She didn't have reddish hair, but that
Adam's apple was a dead give away!"

I laughed and took him by the arm. "I love you, Uncle Max." I told
him.

"I love you too Amy."

"And you weren't tempted?" I looked up at him smiling.

"Nope."

"Not even a little?" I grinned.

"Well..." We left it hanging while we hurried to the mall.

Shopping is something I'm pretty good at, but we didn't have much time
that day, so I wasn't going to be looking for bargains. Well, that's
my excuse anyway. At least the mall wasn't very busy, Thursday
afternoons are like that I guess, I'd never been there on one before.
We stopped off at the pharmacy first; dropping off Uncle Max's
prescription an finding out it would take an hour to fill, which
sounded stupid. It was just 24 little pills, I could have counted them
out myself in 30 seconds, if they weren't locked behind 6 inches of
bulletproof glass. That pharmacy looked like a bank. But it was only
1:30, so an hour would be okay, barely.

I told Uncle Max we'd start from the inside and work our way out. He
wasn't sure what that meant, until I dragged him into Victoria's
Secret. And it wasn't really all that hard dragging him in there,
either. Everything was beautiful and nice and pretty, even the sales
ladies, who looked at Uncle Max and me helpfully, smiling and asking
how we were that fine spring day. I love the mall.

"Excuse me." I asked one of the nice automatons, this one tall and
aesthetic, dressed in a very conservative gray suit.

"Yes?" She smiled when she saw just how poorly I was dressed. I felt
like I'd just fallen out of a garage sale. But she didn't laugh, which
I appreciated.

I looked at Uncle Max who was trying to look around disinterested and
failing utterly, so I then smiled at the sales lady. "I need some
killer underwear that will go with this." I fingered the leather dog
collar around my neck.

"Uh, okay." She took it well, obviously not new to the lingerie
business, I thought. "Something black then? Lace and a floral design,
maybe, to give you a bit less...uh, severe...appearance." I followed her
through the racks. "One piece or two?"

"Bra and panties." We looked around and finally found this really nice
satin bra and G-String set, it was purple, but so dark that it looked
black until it caught the light in just the right way, then it cut the
eyes like a crimson scalpel. I loved it even though it had no lace or
flowers at all.

"Is there a dressing room I can use?" She led me over and I collected
Uncle Max along the way. "Come on Uncle Max, I need an expert
opinion."

"Well, we don't allow customers to try on..." She was walking quickly to
keep up. "Uh, excuse me, miss...your...uh, Uncle can't go back there." She
looked apologetically at Uncle Max.

I handed Uncle Max my purse.

"I'll wait right here, Amy." Uncle Max smiled at the saleslady and
shrugged his shoulders. "My sister's kid." He said, as if that might
actually explain why he was buying me underwear.

"Oh." She nodded as if she understood and I giggled and went inside.

I got out of my clothes and didn't even bother hanging them up; I just
dropped them on the floor in a pile and put on the bra and panties. It
was a 32A+ and it fit pretty good, the cups were wired and pushed up
nicely so it looked like I had a bit more to play with. It was
comfortable too, not like some bras. The G-string was soft and a
little too big, I thought, again worrying about my alleged bean-pole
butt, but once I worked the small satin triangle in place and pulled
the waist bands up, so they arched over my hips the way they were
supposed to, it felt good. I looked in the mirror and I liked it.

I stepped out of the dressing room and walked to the edge of the
doorway, watching for pins, because I always worry about being
barefoot in dressing room areas! "What do you think, Uncle Max?" I
stood there and turned slowly. Maybe 4 other people could see me, but
they were all women, so I wasn't worried. I posed a little and Uncle
Max got really red. So did the saleslady.

"It's very...Nice, Amy." He said slowly, not saying what he was really
thinking.

"Is it killer?"

"Oh yeah." He chuckled then despite himself and the saleslady frowned
at him.

I went back in the dressing room and took the tags off carefully,
thankful that they didn't have those big plastic things that most
places use to prevent shoplifting. I had to take off the bra again to
do it, then put it back on, and then finally putting on my skirt and
sweatshirt and flip-flops. I hadn't been wearing a bra, but I did have
panties, I picked those up as I left. I handed Uncle Max my panties,
"Could you put those in my purse, please?" I smiled at him. I handed
the tags to the saleslady, "Can you ring these up? I'll just wear them
home."

"W-Will that be cash or charge?" She asked me and Uncle Max zipped up
my purse and handed it to me.

"Charge." He said. "And uh, we're in a hurry." He gave her a credit
card and she hurried off a little flustered. "Nice lady." Uncle Max
said.

"Uh-huh." I nodded. "She's got a future here."

Then we both laughed.

"I need shoes." I announced as we walked out of Victoria's Secret.
"How much money do I have left?"

"Mmmm...five grand on that card." He looked at me. "Why?"

"Prada" I grinned.

I found some great leather boots, so soft and creamy; you'd have
thought they were sculpted from butter. Red butter, that is, red like
the color of my first menses. Innocent red that a promise of things to
come...or a warning. They reached all the way to my knees and had 2"
black heels that tapered with menace. The toes were closed and pointed
and made me dream of kicking someone in the balls. They were perfect.
They made me a different person. And for $1200.00 they'd damn sure
better.

I sat on a leather loveseat, with a sharp dressed man of some 30 years
kneeling in front of me. I had my legs spread so he could see my new
G-string, while he carefully worked my left foot into the boot. Uncle
Max was standing behind him, drinking a little espresso and watching
with some amusement.

"Have you ever been kicked in the balls, Uncle Max?" I asked
innocently, reaching down while the man held my foot in the air. It
felt as though the world had stopped spinning, just so that we could
all admire my new boot. I ran my hands from the sharp heel all the way
to the top, where it fit so smoothly it almost became one with my
flesh. I thoroughly enjoyed the way it looked and felt. I didn't know
a `thing' could bring me such pleasure.

"Mmmm...Once, Amy, when I was younger." Uncle Max nodded.

"On purpose?" I put my leg down and let the man dress my other foot.

"Well, she said it was an accident." Uncle Max laughed and the man
smiled to himself.

"How about you?" I looked at him.

"Ma'am?"

"Have you ever been kicked in the balls?" I smiled, but my voice was
very serious.

He thought about it for a moment. "No ma'am, I haven't." He let go of
my right leg, now adorned with fine red leather to match the left. I
kept it up, my leg straight so the heel remained just in front of his
handsome mouth. "But if I were to be kicked, I would very much want
these boots to do it."

He looked into my eyes as he said that and I understood completely.
"Kiss them." I said. Lowering my foot and pressing my legs together so
my new boots were side by side. Now he could kiss one and then the
other, easily, with no more effort than it would take to prostrate
himself before me in public.

Uncle Max and I were walking to Hennesy's to find a dress. Time was
growing shorter, so we walked quickly and I enjoyed the way my new
boots sounded on the dry hard tile of the mall concourse.

"I can't believe that guy kissed your feet like that." Uncle Max was
shaking his head and chuckling. "In front of a dozen people."

"Why?" I asked, looking up at him. "Wouldn't you?"

"Well, yeah." He admitted. "But I love you."

"And he loves these boots." I smiled.

"How did you know he'd do it?"

"I was flashing him my panties for 15 minutes, and all he did was look
at the boots. He didn't even know I existed from the knees up." I
laughed. "I just gave him what he wanted."

"And here I thought you were a sexual terrorist!" Uncle Max laughed.
"But you're really just a hopeless romantic."

I laughed too. "That's a very fine line, Uncle Max, I just try to walk
the edge."

I found just what I wanted in the big department store, although after
our previous experiences with underwear and boots, I think it
surprised Uncle Max. But I explained how Daphne was drawn by youth. I
could by a skirt and blouse and do my face and look older, like 18 or
perhaps even 19 or 20 I thought. But I didn't want to do that, and
Daphne didn't want me to do that, I was pretty sure. So I needed some
clothes to suit my real age, or younger would be okay too. The problem
was, they had to go with my boots! Cause I wasn't taking those off!

I went with a mustard colored linen skirt, pleated and hemmed mid
thigh, with a zipper in the back, and a wide black leather belt from
the boys department, to go through the loops. Then Uncle Max found
this awesome halter-top that said `Treat Me' on it. It was a nice
shade of brown with yellow letters. I changed in the dressing room
again, coming out to ask Uncle Max what he thought and he said I
looked 14 again and that made me giggle.

I changed back, and we went to pay for it, stopping along the way so I
could pick up some plain pink cotton panties. I couldn't wear the bra
with the halter, and the panties just didn't feel right without the
bra, so... I changed in the girl's bathroom and stuffed my clothes in
the plastic bag from Hennesy's. Except for my dog collar, I figured I
looked pretty normal. We stopped by the pharmacy on the way out and
picked up Uncle Max's pills. The little instruction thing said to take
one about an hour before he wanted to get down, and not to exceed 3
pills in 24 hours. I told Uncle Max he better wait to take one because
maybe Daphne would be uncomfortable getting freaky in a Pizza Hut on
our first date. Uncle Max said he thought I was probably right, but I
could tell he was excited just to be meeting her. So was I.

=-=-=

end
copyright Rachael Ross
Intended for FREE distribution to adults only
Send question, comment, inquiry to rache696@yahoo.com and pray for a
reply, I check email regularly on Halloween and the Ides of March.

Down here is a list of `chapters' with story codes.

Chapter I (Introductions and Homework) - M/f, m/f, Mast, Relig, Humor
Chapter II (Trying to get to Cheerleading Camp) - FF/f, F/f, M/f, Inc,
BDSM, Rom
Chapter III (Confessions of a Catholic Schoolgirl) - f/f, M/f, rom,
oral, relig
Chapter IV (The Strange Case of Doctor von Siemein) - M/TG/f, rom,
inc, med, fist
Chapter V (A Tale of Two Uncles) - M/f, F/f, f/dog, beast, voyeur,
mast, rom
Chapter VI (The Funny Thing About Laura's Mom) - M/F/f, first, oral,
prost

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