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OTEC_OutsideOfOsaka
OTEC the novel		http://literatemachine.com/node/142
OTEC COPYRIGHT (C) 2007 DAWootan, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED by DAWootan

Little Sister had returned she had been gone for over two months,
visiting friends, she had taken ill with unspecified "female"
problems.
She immediately preempted all other females on board
with her invitation at the club.
It was definitely Little Sister, cute is a puppy, barely five feet tall,
freckles, short brown hair, the quintessential fourteen year old 
schoolgirl.
That there were no more schoolgirls added to her appeal.

People who attempt to predict what societies will do in the future are 
fools.
Pedophilia is no longer the great social shame it once was, these people 
no longer prayed on people's children,
there were no other people's children for them to pray on.
Stand up comics have several pedophile jokes in every routine.
They have their own special Ladies Clubs, in big cities, where women 
like Little Sister, made huge fortunes.

She undressed Vin, giving him brief oral sex. Vin was not really into 
blow jobs, or anal sex.
Little Sister was into both, perhaps compensating for her inadequate vagina.
She was able to take Vin anally with no problem, and often brought him 
to climax this way, Vin did not object,
he knew Little Sister had needs as well, proving she wasa complete woman 
was all right by Vin.
When you love someone their problems become your own.

But Little Sister knew what Vin wanted, she hopped up on the  vinyl 
covered padded table.
All Ladies Clubs by then had given up the hassle, of cleaning and 
laundering sheets.
Vin entered her cautiously and slowly, they had done this before 
hundreds of times, he knew exactly how far
he could go without causing her pain.
They made love, as they always had, Little Sister, hunched over  both 
her hands curled around Vin's love handle,
  her vagina was stroking the top half of his dick, her hands the bottom 
half.
She let him get halfway to his orgasm becoming sufficiently distracted.
In a lightning quick motion, her slender arms snaked around Vin's hips, 
her hands gave a convulsive tug on his ass cheeks,
as her small loin section gave a synchronized thrust.
Vin felt his testicles thump against her skinny buttocks.
He looked down in horrified amazement, he looked first at the vagina, 
that had swallowed his seven inch tool,
he raised his eyes to Little Sisters triumphantly smiling face.
"Well, are you just going to stand there like a lump? "
Vin summoned up his number one sexual fantasy the one he used when he 
had to hurry up and get off.
He managed to come almost immediately, hauling it out triumphantly like 
a porno star, Little Sister bent over
and began sucking on it, her tiny lungs, making a vacuum that would have 
pulled a golf ball through a cheap garden hose.

Ladies Clubs. Unfortunately do not have beds, allowing couples to lie 
side by side and talk, this is no oversight.
The get your business done, and get off for the next fellow, rule 
applied to Ladies Club rooms as well.
Vin sat in the chair like Freud talking to the small person reclining on 
the well padded tabletop.

Little Sister was playing hard to get, she indicated it was a religious 
miracle, allowing that she had been meditating
in Vin's hidden Rinzai Temple.

Vin wasn't having any of it, he carefully shared with Little Sister, his 
sexual fantasy involving her.
She brushed by bright pink. She laid-back squeezing her slender thighs 
together in a bicycle riding motion,
she shuddered and orgasmed.
She then ask Vin if he was teasing her with his offer,  he assured that 
he was not.
She submitted to interrogation.

Earlier, she had been sitting at a table in the Aphrodite club, a 
well-dressed Japanese tourists lady was sitting
at the table next to her.
Words were exchanged, the Japanese tourists lady turned out to be a 
charming conversationalist, totally fluent in English.
All Japanese women can discuss sexual matters comfortably, but Little 
Sister found the depth and breadth of this woman's
knowledge was incredible.
The surprise was mutual, First Lady had expected, Little Sister to react 
as a typical  American woman, hiding lack of knowledge, behind 
embarrassment.
She had trouble concealing her surprise, the young woman was like one of 
her geisha's in training.


"Come back later" Little Sister said to some fellow without looking up.

"This is your first visit to the club?"
"And you are not sure of the polite way to
tell these Gaijins what pleases you?"

"Hey you" Little Sister said to a passing Norwegian tourist
"That's not a couple of socks, you have stuffed in there is it ?"
The man smiled , answering slowly, English was
obviously not his first language, he had been told
American women were almost as forward as Australian women.
"Well that's nice, but that's only the half of it,
do you have long slow fingers, and a slow tongue as well?"
"That's nice, do you think you could use your equipment
to bring pleasure to my Japanese friend here?"
"Bow to her, hold out your hand, and say onegai shimasu. "
"Okay, bow to her, and hold out your hand."

Little Sister, was gone by the time First Lady had
finished with her new Norwegian friend, who had dutifully
return her business card to her at the geisha house.
Vin had made no effort at marketing the geisha house,
the girls were board and horny.
They were thrilled to have the huge Norwegian as a
guest, they made him feel truly welcome.
He went home and told his friends they
should spend their next vacation on Davis Strait.

First Lady told Vin about it, he howled in amusement.
Vin had his administrative assistant task Kathy's working girls
with finding the man's name and the Norwegian village he came from.
The man from was from a small fishing village.
Vin offered them a full one week, all expense paid trip.
The village had to vote, on attending during Fleet Week or not.
They chose Fleet Week.

It took First Lady a week to track down Little Sister.
In desperation, she had called Vin, who laughed uproariously in a most 
un-Japanese fashion.
Finally, telling her what she wanted to know.

Little Sister received an elegant invitation at work, she opened it with 
little interest, she received hundreds of such cards.

It was from First Lady, she sat up straight, and began
reading with interest.

Little Sister enjoyed her meal at the Japanese restaurant,
First Lady had joined her, with the three geisha's in training
serving them.
The conversation had turned to tea, Little Sister allowed
that she had an interest in the tea ceremony, taking note
of the tea House visible in the formal garden.
Not to have tea served, but do have someone take the time
to explain the ceremony to her.
It was the beginning of a lifelong friendship.

Little Sister became the unofficial fourth geisha girl in training.
She went along with the joke, everyone realized that
training this awkward European girl into a geisha
was clearly impossible. But the impossibility of it
provided for endless hours of subtle humor.
In time, she was able to do a reasonable tea
ceremony, for an awkward European.
Vin felt truly honored when he was invited
to have her do tea.
First Lady and Vin beamed with pride.

She was dressed in proper kimono, as she
bowed respectfully to Sensei.
Sensei did not visit Gaijin Ladies Clubs, he only had sex
with First Lady, and her three assistants
No make that First Lady and her four assistants

Little Sister was invited to the wedding when Sensei
and First Lady got married, years later.

In her line of work, First Lady knew many people professionally.
One of them was a plastic surgeon outside of Osaka
who did reconstructive surgery on vaginas,
He was considered to be the best in the world.
The initial interview did not go well
"Sorry, no foot long, diaphragm prevent."
"Necessary, remove heart and lung."
Little Sister looked like she was going to cry
the doctor had some non-Asian patients,
"Ten incher bring you pleasure?"

They did electrology removing her pubic hair.

Tissue engineering allowed the doctor's
lab technicians to grow, using Little Sisters
own tissue, her new ten incher.
There were no rejection problems.

Her original vagina was cut into strips
longitudinally and pulled from her body
like a horribly mutilated penis.
These strips were stretched tight as a drum head
over the outside of the ten inch tube, and
stitched into place.
On the operating table she appeared to be
a little girl with a ten inch section of flaccid
elephant penis grafted onto her.
Taking great care not to damage her
nervous tissue the huge penis
was slowly turned inside out
and stitched inside her abdominal cavity.
Her original tissue with nerves attached
was now on the inside of the new tube.
When she healed she would
be able to feel things inside her
as though she had been born
with a ten inch vagina.
The remaining problem: abdominal
pressure would collapse the walls of her new organ,
the sides would grow together, a giant mass of
scar tissue would form a solid plug,
where a hollow vagina should be.

A Teflon coated titanium devise was inserted
into her, separating her tissue to an extent
she would not have believed possible.
(She declined the offer to view the video of her operation)
Excess tissue from over and around her clitoris
was cut away, a female circumcision.
Her newly exposed clitoris would stimulate her
immensely once she healed.

She came out of the anesthesia to find
she was holding first ladies hand.
She was in agony, some sick fuck
had hammered a one liter wine bottle
in to her while the doctor was not looking.

First Lady explained, the tissue growing
together problem and the need for
the special Teflon vaginal plug.
It had a handle like a mid-evil vaginal pear.
(The good doctor had explained to her
there would be "some discomfort")

Initially, they held her down, while the devise
was rotated one quarter turn.
She screamed at the top of her lungs
and passed out.
Every couple of hours, they would
come by and give her vaginal pear
another quarter turn.

The next morning, the doctor, and
his team surrounded her bed, she was given
painkillers, which left her conscious enough to watch,
which in some ways was worse.
They started rotating the devise, and
kept on rotating as they pulled,
there was blood, slime and tissue on the thing.
The doctor inserted a fiber-optic periscope
into her, she could clearly see her insides
on a large screen.
The doctor nodded and spoke briefly
to a staff member. Another table was rolled up,
a sterile towel was pulled pulled back, revealing
a device identical to her old one, special medical
gel was applied to it, they began screwing
the new one into her, even with the pain killers
they had to hold her down.
This ritual was repeated daily, for weeks.

In time, she was allowed solid food,
her first bowel movement was indescribable agony.

In time the devise, could be rotated
without causing her discomfort, it was
almost pleasant.

Within a couple of weeks, the doctor came to her bedside.
He held a mirror, so she could admire her new vagina.
She was now able to fuck ten inches of softball bat.
You could not tell by looking, her outer lips touched each other
in a prim and proper fashion.
She looked like a virgin.
A virgin fourteen-year-old girl with no pubic hair, and breasts like two 
fried eggs

He told her she was ready to return home and have sex with the man she 
loved.

There was a knock at the door, it was Young Leopard.
Young Leopard was filled in on the details,
and coached to be very very gentle, if the good
Japanese doctor had any idea what they
were about to do, he would have had the
three of them committed to a mental institution,
without a moment's hesitation.

Vin laid on his back, Little Sister KY-ed him
and hopped on, she leaned back smiling at
Young Leopard. He penetrated her very gently,
engaging in his own secret fantasy,
to climax in the least amount of time.
He pulled out in proper porno star fashion,
his monster leaking a pool of semen between
her little girl breasts.

The three of them, were silent and unmoving
astounded at what they had just done.
Little Sister was radiating happiness the way
a red hot stove radiates heat.

Vin wanted to prolong the moment and preserve it.
He broke the silence.
"I have an idea." he said

He began relating his idea to them, they all
became totally excited, Little Sister, did Vin first
and Young Leopard second.
Only Vin's high standing in the club prevented
the management from throwing them out
of their forty five minute max room.

Never before had they, rescheduled an opening night
performance four days before Fleet Week began.
They had to spend most of the next four days
in preparation.

Vin had been scheduled to do opening night with
Lady Kathy, when he explained the change in plans
to her, she hopped on top and bunny fucked him.
	 _____

The curtains parted revealing a lower middle-class
living room, with mismatched overstuffed furniture in need
of cleaning.
A fourteen-year-old girl, in Catholic girls school uniform
flounced in, her school books, held together
with a man's belt. She through the books to the floor
with a thump.
The door opened, a tall blond man wearing a baseball cap,
and blue workman coveralls entered.
"Have you done your schoolwork?"
"I'm tired of schoolwork."
"Have you let the boys touch your breasts?"
"None of your business."
"Meaning you have."
"Come here. I'm going
to see if you are still a virgin."
She was undressed and tied to an ironing board,
using men's neckties to hold her spread eagle.
Her ass cheeks were right at
the square end of the ironing board.
The audience could clearly see her vagina.

The blond man, now naked, knelt before her,
he was examining her womanhood, closely,
his nose almost touching her clitoris.

"You do not appear to still be a virgin."

The audience twittered they had known
Little Sister for years, she was 54 years old,
and the most un-virgin fourteen-year-old looking
girl on the planet.

"Do you let the boys do this?"

He began expertly licking her newly exposed clitoris.
The hovering paparazzi cameras catching
every minute detail as she arched her back
moaning and quivering, her slender muscles
bulging as she pulled against the restraining
neckties, it was hard to tell whether she was in
agony or extacy.

"Do you let them do this!"

He penetrated her and began plunging away
the audience gasped, Little Sister was world-famous
for having a vagina that could barely take a thumb.
They expected to see the monster coated in blood on the upstroke,
He continued thrusting.

"no NO! daddy don't come in me I'll get preg ... nant!!!!"

The audience howled. It'd been decades since
anyone had become pregnant, without monumental effort.

The working-class man convulsed, obviously
having a massive orgasm. He remained inside, Little Sister.

The door opened and closed with a noticeable thump.

"Mommy!"

It was Lady Kathy totally naked,
the audience accepted this, working women often
return home after a hard day totally naked.

Lady Kathy did not have a speaking part, the neckties
had been looped through metal hooks, allowing them
to be quickly disconnected.
The ends looped around Little Sisters, slender
wrists and ankles remained tied to her extremities.

She put the crown on Young Leopards head,
he was lying on top of Little Sister his monster
disappearing, impossibly into her.

The three of them held hands, walking
down stage, Little Sister being careful
not to trip over the neckties trailing from her ankles.
While holding hands, they bowed deeply to the audience.

"Let the games begin!"

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