Back to Grandpa
London, 1984
Where was my mom? I ran out to her and started crying. She asked me what the problem was. I was in tears as I told her that I was dying. This confused mom, so I had to tell her I was bleeding. When I woke up, my panties had blood in them. I expected to be rushed to the doctor for some life-saving operation. I did not expect mom to give me a hug and said congratulations. She explained it was a period, and at 11 years old, I am now a woman. I looked down… a woman... I only had bumps on my chest… and I did not have any hair yet…. How was I now a woman? Where were my boobs?

I calmed down and looked forward to dinner. Grandpa was coming and he used to be great fun. That was until Grandma died and since then he had been somewhat depressed. I helped mom with the cooking and she was telling me she hoped he was in a good mood. Mom suggested that my twin and I got dressed in our best clothes, and we could have a fancy dinner. I clapped my hands and said this could be exciting.

My twin was a boy, so he just put a shirt and necktie on. This was a bit boring, but what else could he? I put on a velvet dress that had black lace. I put my hair in pigtails and put some tights on. I loved dressing up.

Grandpa came and sat down on a chair. He did not say anything or even smile that we dressed up for him. When we ate, he just munched his food and looked at us once in a while as if we were strangers. The only thing he did say was to ask why I suddenly wore pigtails. I said just for fun. I do not think he was impressed as he just grunted.

“Today's youth is spoiled and has no character or backbone,” he started, “When I was young, this country was in a depression and we were lucky to have food on the table. You have a big house while we lived in a small room and many of my friends lived on the street! We had to work for basics like food and clothes. Your generation does not know hardship and does not know survival. You have no soul!”

I just ate my potatoes while he gave the usual “good old days” speech. He looked at me and tears came to the old man's eyes. “You look so pretty and innocent with those pigtails and you look so much like a girl I once knew. She is my life mistake.”

Then he went silent and whispered she was happy until he destroyed her.

Mom sighed and asked was it not the time for a desert. I was silent as Grandpa confused me. I knew I reminded him of a girl and they lived in a time where people were cold and hungry. I just wondered how he destroyed the girl.

The next day, I told my twin, whose name was Billy that we should go out for a ride on our bikes. The alternative was to stay inside and listen to grandpas moaning about the good old days. Within no time, we were cycling and it became a race. I hate to admit it, but Billy was faster than me. It didn’t stop me from trying, even when the weather suddenly changed. It started to rain hard and we could hardly see ahead of us. Then there was thunder and lightning. Billy told us that we should rush home, so we turned around and cycled as quickly as we could. The rain became harder and it was becoming harder and harder for us to see what was before us.

Then I heard Billy scream. There was a black hole in front of us. We turned around once more and screamed as we tried to cycle away from the hole. But it just followed us and engulfed us. Everything was black in the hole and I was being spun around. I thought I would die. I was very afraid! I was thrown on the ground. I looked around and could hear Billy moaning. I told him we should get home. So in pain, we had to drag our bikes as they were damaged. Billy was complaining and saying no one would believe us.

However, when the rain cleared, we got a shock. We were on the outskirts of a village. It was not there before! We did not say a word as we dragged our bikes through the streets. The first thing I noticed was the cars. They were so old. I have never seen so many vintage cars in one place! They were the same that you would see in the old film. I looked at Billy and he looked as confused as I was.

Then we see a woman dressed in very old clothes come out with a baking pin in her hand. She was mad and told us to get out of the rain. We rushed after her and went in an apartment. It was 2 bedrooms and looked like a museum. There was no TV or console or computer, just worn out furniture. Everything was old fashioned and was so worn out. Billy asked where our house was and the woman snapped that we were at her house. She reminded us that we were living with her as our parents could not take care of us.

Oh, this strange woman was our aunt.

Then Billy, being a boy who is always hungry asked if there was warm chocolate. This made aunty blow her lid, as she told Billy that they were lucky our uncle earned a few pennies while most people were unemployed.

Later a man came in. He didn’t say much except grunt and moan as he sat down tired from a hard day at work. We did not need the woman to tell us not to bother him.

Billy took my hand and dragged me to a newspaper that was on the table. The newspaper had the date 1934! Billy said he did not know how it happened, but the black hole that swallowed us spit us back in time. I felt very faint. We were in the good old days. Billy continued telling our parents were not here. Billy was so smart, and yet this was so confusing.

I just had to deal with that I was now stuck in 1934

The following day, the woman who was our aunt told us to rush as we had to go to school. She told me to put on my dress and stockings, as she did not want people to think that I was a tomboy.  The dress was grey and black and looked so old and worn. It was proof that we were now poor as could be. 

The school was of course just a small room with desks and a blackboard and some maps and what not. I sat beside a girl that had a dress on that was just as old as mine. Her name was Mindy and I thought she had the nicest hair I ever saw. When we had free time, we sat and ate our packed lunch. Mindy asked if my sandwich was also stale. I told her it was fine. We talked and talked, and even laughed. I knew that I would be best friends with Mindy. At least there was something that was good about going back in time.

When school was over, I asked Mindy did she want to play. She looked at me in a sad way and said it was good that my uncle worked because her dad didn’t and that meant that she had to work. I felt bad for her as I imagined that she was in some factory.

When I came home, aunt and uncle were there. I wanted to cry as I missed my real mom and dad. My thoughts were disturbed when my aunt told me not to say too much as uncle was home because he lost his job. I sat on the floor and looked at him. He was just staring at a wall, looking worried and depressed. I felt so sorry for him.

Aunty told Billy to come to her and in the middle of the room; she took all his clothes off. I never saw him naked. His little dick just hung there. He blushed and I blushed as Aunty put him in a tin bathtub. Being in the old days was bad enough because we had to share a toilet with everyone in the building, but having a bath in the middle of the room was beyond belief. This was especially when it was my turn. I stood in the middle of the room and went bright red that everyone could see me. Aunty asked why I was so shy, as I was not in puberty yet. I had no boobs and my pussy was bald and smooth. Still, I did not like the idea of everyone looking at my body and I did not like the idea of using the same water as Billy. Billy looked at me a bit, but in a way, I did not mind. He was my twin. Uncle looked up from his newspaper and stared at me. He had a very strange look on his face.

After, Aunty told me to stand by the fireplace to dry off. Billy was also standing there and I did my best not to stand too close to him as I did not want his dick to touch my skin anywhere. Uncle must have seen this because he told me to come and sit on his lap. Aunty gave him a strange look and put a blanket over me when I sat on his lap. It was strange sitting on his lap. I could feel this lump under me and uncle’s hands were going up and down my thigh. I had strange feelings going through my body and could feel the lump under me become larger and larger. Uncles breathing became very strange. Aunty must have heard this because she said it was time to go to bed.

When Billy and I were in bed, I told him about sitting on uncle’s lap. Billy whispered that uncle sounded like a perv, and the lump was his hard dick. Uncle thought I was sexy!

The next day school was boring. We were talking about Hitler. The teacher though it would result in a war. I remember World War 2 from history at my old school. However, in this world, it never happened yet. It was strange sitting there thinking I knew the future. It was a bit scary!

After school, Mindy was waiting. I stood around speaking with her. She knew my uncle just lost his job. She told me that she could ask the man she worked for if I could join her. I had to get used to the fact that children helped work when they could, and even though I was 11, I thought it may good to ask. I asked her what the job was. She said she was a child prostitute. She sucked men's cocks, let them feel her and fuck her. I wanted to scream. She just admitted that she was a whore! I asked her if she was not ashamed of selling her body to men. Poor Mindy looked down and said, of course, she is ashamed, but she had to do it for the family. Her pimp was waiting for her and she ran to him. At the same time, he stared at me.

When I came home, aunty was at the market so it was only uncle and me. He did not get a job today and was sitting in his underwear on the chair. I didn’t say much to him and just looked out at all the people wondering where Mindy was. She was probably naked in a bed with a paedophile.

Uncle asked me why I was so silent, I told him about Mindy that was a prostitute and earning money for her family. I told uncle that I would be ashamed if it was me. Uncle called me over and I stood before him. He told me that being a whore was not that bad, even if you are 11 years old. “It could feel good for a girl” he muttered as his hands explored my thighs. They slowly went under my dress and he pulled my panties down. His hand then started feeling my pussy, as he rubbed up and down it, as well rubbing my clit. I felt like electricity was going through my body and I moaned telling him it did feel good.

He took his dick out and told me to get on my knees. I did as he told me. He told me to put it in my mouth. I thought this was gross but ended up putting it in my mouth. This was the first dick I ever touched and sucked. It felt strange in my mouth and my lips were stretched to their limits. Uncle was breathing hard and in a funny way while holding the back of my head. My mind was in turmoil as I wondered if this was wrong and was he training me to be a whore. Just as he spermed in my mouth, we heard the door open.

It was my aunt. She saw me standing up with cum pouring down my chin and I was pulling my panties up. Uncle was putting his cock in his pants. Aunty must have known what we just did, but she said nothing.

Billy came rushing in the door. I wanted to tell him that I sucked uncle, but I was too embarrassed to. It looked like he had something to say as he told me to come with him. We stood in the hallway outside the apartment.

“You know that uncle was feeling you up yesterday?” he started, “That is what pedos do. Some men do not like women their own age. They think girls like you are sexy. You should not let him feel you up. I figured who he is. He is not our uncle. He is our grandpa. “
“He is not!”
“Yes, he is. Since we came I was thinking I saw him before. Then I remember when mom showed me some old photos. There was a blurry picture of Grandpa when he was young and at school today I realized it. He is our grandpa!”
I definitely was not going to tell Billy that I just sucked grandpa
“Remember before we were sent back in time?” Billy continued, “He told us he knew a girl that looked like you! That is because it is you he remembered!”

I was confused once again and tried to change the subject asking Billy why he was so late. He told me that he was fixing our bikes, as they must be the only way we could go home.

The next day after school, I was speaking with Mindy. I wanted to tell her about my uncle…. I mean my grandpa. I was just too embarrassed. It is because she asked me did I ever do anything with a man. I tried changing the subject but suddenly her pimp was standing there.

“You never did answer Mindy,” he said, “Did you ever do anything with a man?”
“I….I… sucked someone”
“He is one lucky man because you are one hot chick! In fact, I want you to work for me!”
“As a whore?”

He admitted that I would be a whore and make many men happy. I smiled in a shy way and said no to his offer. He smiled back and said when I was hungry; I would do the same Mindy done. I would come and beg him for a job.

I did not want to be a whore. However, he was right. We had no money and there was less and less food in the house. After a week or so, Billy and I often went to bed hungry. It is a shame that sperm did not fill me up because Grandad had enough of it. I sucked him when aunty was out someplace and Billy was fixing the bikes.

A few weeks later I was speaking with Mindy after school. Her pimp suddenly appeared. He stood very close to me and started kissing me. I was pinned against a wall so I could not escape. While he was kissing me, his hand was playing with my pussy. Mindy did not help. She just watched and said I would be a good whore. I told him to stop feeling me but he did not listen. He warned me if I did not come and work with him, that someone in my family could get hurt.

I ran home.

I was on my mattress crying when grandpa came in and asked why I was crying. I told him everything. Grandpa sat on my mattress and slowly took off my dress. We were alone. Grandpas breathing was strange as he looked at my naked body. He felt it all over and kissed me. I wanted to say no but it also felt good. I wanted to tell him I was really his granddaughter but I knew he would not believe me.

Grandpa told me how pretty I was, and how soft my skin was. He told me that he wanted to fuck me. I was confused as I liked the feelings but it was so wrong. I didn’t have time to think as he lifted my legs and pushed his cock into my pussy. I screamed so high that the whole building must have heard me. It felt like his cock was going to split me into two and kill me. It obviously did not hurt him as he said I was so tight and a good fuck. In and out it went as I was crying. After a few minutes, I stopped crying and was now moaning. I hate to admit it, but his cock actually felt good in me. He asked could he cum in me. I told him I had a period, but it was too late. His baby juice was in me. He left me laying there.

A few days went by after. It was night time where aunty made this soup that tasted like it was just rusty water. Grandpa complained that he was hungry, only to be told by aunty that he should find a job.

Grandpa looked at me and said I can also get a job. It was weekend, so after the weekend, I was to meet with the pimp and tell him I would be one of his child prostitutes. Only Billy was shocked, as aunty shook her shoulders and said that I was old enough. She even said that some men would want to have sex with Billy, so he may as well be a boy pussy whore as well!

Billy whispered to me that he had to get the bikes done!

That didn’t help me as Grandpa had sex with me every time that he could over the weekend. I was tired of all the sex but it did feel nice when his cock was filling me up. I was a slut and didn’t complain when he told me to lie down and spread my legs.

On Sunday night, Billy said the bikes were ready. We sneaked out of the house. It was getting dark. We started cycling away. We heard Aunty shout and tell us to come back, but Billy said not to stop. We cycled as fast as we could to the place we met the black hold.

I was getting a bit afraid as I could not see any black hole. So we stopped and cycled back to the same spot. Nothing happened. I was starting to think we were stuck in 1934 and I would be a prostitute for the rest of my life. Billy would not give up. We cycled back and forth. Then it started to rain and even harder than the last time. We cycled as fast as we could and at last the black hole appeared. It at us up and transported us back to the future.
 
We were wet and tired as we dragged our broken bikes home. We did not say a word, as we were happy that things were like we once were. We could now be kids again and not worry about selling our bodies or hunger.

We went into the house and Mom was in a panic that we were drenched cold. She started to dry us and tell us and tell us to get changed. She asked me where I got such an old and shabby dress. It belonged in a museum. Grandpa saw it and whispered, “It’s you”. Then he clenched his heart and we all rushed to him and tried to see why he was in pain. Mom rang to the emergency line and said her dad was having a heart attack. He clung on to my hand while whispering he knew who he was. Mom was busy speaking on the telephone, so I whispered, “of course you know. You are the one that fucked me so many times!”

He did not get a chance to answer. Grandpa died.

A week later we held his funeral. I wasn’t feeling so well. I could hardly eat and was getting sick all the time. Mom was sure it was because we were drenched wet.

A month or so later, I found out why. I was pregnant!