The Little Ones
When Mom told me I was going to be in a film, I could not believe it. I wondered what it would be like being in a film. A lot has changed in my life during the past months. I was in a book and a national advertisement campaign. I now lived as a girl and you would think I would protest to it. I did not protest. When people first saw me, they always thought I was a girl with my face and curls. I may as well live like one. It would help make me famous... which would make Mom and Dad happy. I also admit that it was nice wearing all the dresses and panties. Men treated me like a girl, as they just wanted to fuck me or have me suck them. The fact is that as every day went by, I was thinking and acting like a girl.
Everyone at the school studio knew that I got a part in a film. Lourdes was quite happy for me. I honestly wished that she also got the role. She has to do a lot of things like spread her legs for every man in Hollywood. She should get a chance. She was beautiful and talented. Despite that I felt sorry for Lourdes, The others were happy that I got the job. It was a good school day.
The teacher told me to stay after class. I stood at his desk, as his hands were crawling up my thighs until he found my little dick. “I see the rumours about you are true,” he said, “Your growing fan club does not know that you have this between your legs. I am happy you got the role. This will be hard for you, as you will need the film to be a hit. If it is a flop you will just be another sissy boy that will be used by the men here in Hollywood.”
He was feeling my balls and dick as he was telling me this. I could never forget that I was a candy girl. Fame came at a price. I spread my legs and let him fondle me. He was gentle and his hand felt nice. He told me if I did become famous, I would be asked to go and make some man happy,
He stopped fondling me. “You do know, you have been groomed to be a child whore. On top of that, the whole world will see you as a girl. Is this what you really want?”
“I am what I am”
When I came home from school, I didn’t say the teacher molested me. By now, so many men at the studio molested me. Even my dad fucked me. I helped mom cook and this was so fun. She was now used to me living as a girl. In fact, it seemed like she forgot I was once a boy. We were cooking spaghetti and meatballs that night. She told me the way to a man's heart was through his stomach. I smiled thinking she forgot to say a way to a man's heart was by pleasing his dick!
I proved this that night when Dad took me to the basement and slowly took off my clothes. He did not start fucking me like he usually done; He lay beside me and played with my nipples. This felt nice, except when he squeezed too hard. He was breathing hard and so was I. I couldn’t say anything as his tongue was exploring my mouth. Then he started kissing me down my belly. I wondered where Mom was. He told me that I had the sexiest body in the world. I opened my mouth to ask him if he loved me, but he told me to get on my hands and knees. I did what he wanted and held my breath as I waited for his cock to plumb in me. I heard an animal like a groan as it pushed into my hole. I let out a shriek as it still filled me up that it was hard to believe that I did not split. While he was going in and out, he was calling me names and telling me how much of a slut I was. I used my energy to keep balance and not comment and waited to I felt the warm sensation. Then I collapsed.
Dad lifted me to bed and I slept until the next morning.
Mom woke me up the next morning. She put a white petticoat dress on me. She also fixed my curls. I had 56 curls and she said each of them needed special attention. As she was doing this, she never realised that my eyebrows were so long. Then she kissed my forehead and told me to use my charm to sparkle, this will make me go far. She also reminded me to walk gracefully and close my legs when I sat. By now she had was in tears saying that she was so proud of me.
“If you ever feel like being a normal girl again and not want to be famous, tell me as I would still love and be proud of you!” She said.
We drove to the studio. I was surprised mom was coming with me. I asked why it was not Dad. Mom smiled and said the studio wanted Dad, but why should she have all the fun. I smiled and was more excited about being in a film. The studio was huge. It had so many buildings that looked like warehouses. People were walking around looking busy. It was like a little studio. We came to Studio 17, which was smaller than the other studios. When I got out of the car, this man started taking pictures of me. I just smiled wondering why he would be doing this. The director came and took my hand and welcomed me. He told me to get used to people taking pictures, as they were used for publicity.
I met some boys that were in the film. I was the only girl. We were told that the film was called “Little People”. We will be doing spoofs of other films, and this was supposed to be funny. As people would never expect children to act in adult roles. Mom sighed.
We were told we would be starting next day and given a script with the lines we needed to learn. Mom was told to come with her while I would stay and chat with the director. The doctor also wanted to see me. So the director took my hand and I skipped to the doctor's office. The room was like it was a room in a real hospital. I was told to take off my clothes and lay on the bench. I hate doctors and you can guess why. He took out three needles and gave me 3 shots. It was at times like this that I did not want to be famous. I shouted in pain as the shots hurt! The doctor told me one shot was a blocker, which blocked and suppressed my boy genes. The second one was a puberty stopper, which would keep me at this size for a few years. The studio did not want me to grow too quick. The last drug was oestrogen, which was girl hormones. The director told me only a handful of people would know what was between my legs.
Then the doctor took a statue of a goat that was standing up. He waved this goat over my body chanting some words I did not know. One word I sort of understood was Satan. I knew this was the devil and remembered that Lourdes once told me that he was the main God in Hollywood. When the doctor was finished, he told me that I was brave. He had one more shot to give me. I was nearly relieved when he pulled his pants down and lifted my legs. After he put some cool lubricant on my hole, he put his dick in. he started fucking me slow and then sped up until he was fucking me quite quickly. I looked at the statue of the goat Satan while my ass was being molested. I admit that I was groaning and for some reason, my little dick was standing attention. I wanted to cry, not because it hurt, but rather because I was getting to love a dick in me.
That night, mom told us how the contract negotiations went. I would be paid $75 per week. ($1,400 in today's money) for one film. Dad was disappointed. Mom explained that the studio was bankrupt so they really do not have money. Besides that, I was not a success in any film. I was not famous yet. Chances are that the film would not be a super success because it was only had children in it. Mom looked at Dad straight in his eyes and said we had accepted what we could.
That did not stop me from sucking Dad that night.
However, he did not come to me as I was about to sleep. Mom came to me. She read the lines and I closed my eyes and repeated them until I could remember them. This was not as hard as I thought it would be, and it was quite fun reading the script with mom. I didn’t understand much about what the movie was about, but I knew my lines and when I should wear them.
When we came to the studio the next day, I was taken to a camping trailer that would be used as my changing room. I wore a black top that was sort of see-through and it always fell off down on one side showing my shoulder. Then I had to wear this huge silver diaper, which was very weird. Besides my brother, what 10 years old would wear a diaper?
Then we started doing the scenes. The film was about two boys that would do anything to give me a kiss. I dance swinging my hips back and forth while rubbing my skin and licking my lips. It was not easy to dance with a diaper on. It was not easy when he told me to be sexy. Then he reminded me that my character was a prostitute. I should dance like one! The only thing I knew about being a whore was spreading my legs!
“This will not do!” He shouted. He told me to come with him to the camping trailer. He told my mom it will not take so long. When we came to the trailer, he closed the door. He told me to sit down and started complaining that he never wanted this film. The studio thought it would save them, but he knew it would close the studio.
“At least they could have found a child that was a star.” He complained, “At least they could have found a real girl. You are to be a whore in this film, and I know you are a candy girl! Maybe you need to be reminded of it”
He took out his cock and told me that he knew I wanted to touch it. He may have thought I was a bad actress, but I wanted him to think I was good at something. So I started caressing his dick with one hand and his balls with my other hand. He started breathing in a strange way and told me I was so good. I looked up and asked did he want me to suck it? He nodded as I slowly put his cock in my mouth. I wanted to block my nose, as it smelled, but I concentrated on the dick. I liked the softness of the skin and yet the dick was hard, I liked licking the side and especially hearing his reaction when I licked the top of it!
Just as he was squirting in my mouth, we heard mom knock at the door. The director moaned that he was coming. This made me choke as I started laughing, as he was cumming in my mouth. I managed to swallow it before mom came in. She must have known something was going on. If she did, she did not let on. She asked the director how he could expect me to do a good job, as the film was a spoof film that made fun out of we were children in adult situations. She asked if it was appropriate as it was very sexual.
“What do I know?” The director said.
We tried again, but I was still not good enough. He threw his director chair across the room and shouted that I needed star quality. He told us all to go home. He will have to speak with the studio that I was not good enough.
I cried so much when I came home. Mom tried to comfort me, but I just felt so bad. I was told I was a good candy girl and my body could make men happy. I also wanted the director to like me. I wanted the studio to like me. I did not want to fail. I cried on my bed and prayed that I would get some help. Dad came in but he did not want sex. He told me when I was in front of a camera, I should remember I was a candy girl. To make every man watching me wish I was theirs.
The next day, the director told us we had one more chance. Mom gave me a hug and told me to sparkle. She said to show the camera I was cute. Show my dimples. So I danced while pretending that 100 men were looking at me. I wanted them to want me. I wanted them to want my body. I tried to be as seductive as I could. When I finished dancing, a topless boy gave me a lollipop and I kissed him. The director said Cut! This was what he wanted. I did my job! I sparkled!
One day, when we were doing the film, Lourdes came to visit me. I was so happy to see a friend, as I have not been at the school since the film started. I showed her all around the studio. I could see she was sad, as she was never in a film like this. She still did the porno films. I told her I knew she would be a star one day. As she was leaving, I gave her a kiss on the lips. We did this before!
The director pulled me away asking was I crazy. He asked what if someone took a picture of two girls kissing like that. He took me to a corner of the studio where he showed me a huge ice box. He told me this is where the studio managed children that could not behave. So I sat in that box which was closed. It was so dark and so cold. I was afraid as I didn’t have room to stretch. I was shaking because it was so cold. I started crying. Why did my mom accept this?
A strange fat man opened the ice box. He told me I must be so cold. He heard I was candy girl and I had to keep him warm. So he lifted me to my trailer and started taking off his clothes. I was once again a whore. He kissed me and kept asking did I like it. Did I like when he touched me? Did I like when he played with my nipples? Did he like it when he fingered my bum and put some lubricant on it? Did he like it when he fucked me? I had no choice but to like it. I was one of Hollywoods child whores.
He did warm me up though
The film was finally done. It was a film that I did not understand; however, I helped to promote it as well as I can. Hundreds of pictures were taken of me that was put in magazines and newspapers. I went to the premiere where I wore a short white dress. I smiled as I went into the cinema. I did not fall asleep as I thought it was amazing that I was on the big screen. It was amazing that people came to see it! I wondered did they think I was sparkly or did they think it was ridiculous that I was wearing a diaper.
If the film was released today, then it would never have been allowed to be shown. It would be deemed tasteless and close to child porn. However in 1934 and people thought different, especially where it came to children. The film was a huge success and earned $218m in today's money. I was overnight a child star.
Reviews said I was a pretty girl that charmed everyone on screen and made people laugh. This was important as the country was going through a depression. It also made mom and Dad happy, as they thought I contributed something when the country was depressed. I gave them an hour of happiness.
No one asked why everyone thought that a film where I was a whore was a good film. Even Father Sullivan said it was a good film. He said this when I was on his lap and he had his hand up my dress feeling my nipples as mom was making tea.
One night, I had dads cock me my mouth, so I could not speak. I was concentrating on making him cum as quick as possible as I did not want mom to see. He told me I was offered a new film called “Cave Girl”. The contract was also changed. I would be given $750 a week and $35,000 bonus for each film. On top of this, I would be $250 a week because I was a candy girl… a Hollywood child whore. As he cummed in my mouth, I figured out that I was rich.
I still had one problem. Dad only saw me as a sex object, a body that could make him money.
I still had the taste of his sperm in my mouth when I asked him if he loved me
“I am your greatest fan!” he said.
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Alexander Temple 2018
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