Kathy's neighbors saw Jenny walking Tootsie one morning. Even though she was only in her mid-teens, Jenny was a woman. Proud of her B-cup breasts, narrow waist, flat tummy and her tight looking ass, Jenny picked her wardrobe to compliment her body. Flip-flops, a pleated mini low enough to show off her pierced belly-button, and a white top with a deep v-cut that seem to barely contain her breasts.

Jim, his hand holding the leash of Clover, the dachshund, smiled when he saw the young curly blonde trying desperately to control Tootsie who wanted to smell everything. He felt his loins stir. Annie, his wife, was bolder, sizing the girl up from behind her sunglasses. She focused on the girl's belly, thinking Jim's seed would soon fill that tanned belly with life.

Jim and Annie introduced themselves to Jenny. Jenny said she remembered them from previous visits--they were surprised, realizing how much the little girl had changed in the last few years. Jenny smiled. She remembered them well. Annie, the beautiful brunette with the flat chest, and her dashing now silver haired husband, with the cleft chin and sparkling blue eyes. He had been the star of some late night fantasies.

They invited her to come swim at their house that afternoon. They were going to have a party. Jenny gladly accepted, excited to be accepted as a woman and eager to show her new friends her beautiful body.

Jenny spent the rest of the morning fantasizing about the party. She exercised, she danced and karaoked naked in front of Kathy's full-length mirror, admiring herself. She showered and put her hair up. She dressed herself in a black and white striped a-line skirt and white blouse, which she left a bit too-unbuttoned. She put on make-up and practiced kissing the air, with her eyes closed. Putting her green bikini in a knapsack, she practically skipped across the street and rang on Jim and Annie's door.

They had a beautiful home with a large swimming pool that was shaded from the sun directly overhead. There was goofy music Jenny's mom liked from before she was born playing on the stereo, and Jim stood behind the bar making mixed drinks. Jenny sat on a stool next to Annie and they had pina coladas and other really yummy drinks. Jenny tried to avoid talk of school and mentioned some romance movies she had seen, but she was disappointed that they had not seen those movies.

She felt silly. Annie said "let's go change!" and they raced inside into the master bedroom and began to change. Annie was truly flat-chested and she said as much as she declared she didn't need a top and put on her black bottom.

Jenny felt a little self-conscious, squeezing into her bikini, struggling to fit her big breasts in a too small top. She was giggling constantly, her head light and airy.

Jenny and Annie ran outside, hand in hand. They jumped into the pool and splashed around while Jim watched them, a hard-on distending his red trunks. Jenny swam up to the lawn chair he was lying down on and admired his muscular frame. The pool's jet buzzed her between her legs, and she moved closer until the jet strummed her clit. Annie stood in the water behind her and rubbed her shoulders. Jenny's arms were on the poolside, her warm and abundant breasts spilling out of her top. Jenny's cheeks reddened as the excitement began to build in her loins. She trembled as Annie's hands rubbed her asscheeks. Her mouth watered at the sight of the male organ straining to escape Jim's shorts.

Jenny felt even more light headed as Annie led her out of the water, and into the master bedroom. Jenny's breasts were already free, and Annie just helped her out of her suit. Jenny lay down on the bed, gravity becoming more heavy on her body and she was realived to lay on her back. Annie lay in bed next to her and massaged Jenny's breasts. They kissed. Annie said, "you are such a beautiful young woman."

"You are beautiful, too," Jenny said. She began to giggle. She enjoyed the cool feel of Annie's hand gently rubbing her body, first cradling her breasts then sweeping down her sunken belly to the lightly haired crack between her legs. She felt a finger dip into the moistness enfolded by her thick labia, enjoying the teasing probe of another woman. Her nipples were erect and she cooed when Annie began to suck them.

"Jenny," Annie whispered into her ear, "my husband wants to make love to you."

"I want him to make love to me," Jenny heard herself say.

"He wants to come inside you."

"I want him to come inside me."

"In your vagina"

Quiet, Jenny was embarrased by the word. She felt a man's hands part her legs. She wasn't a virgin, a boy had deflowered her a few months before. Her heart fluttered when she felt a the hard and soft warmth of a man's penis nestling between her honeyed petals.

He was larger than the boy was, and Jenny opened her mouth in surprise. She was in a hazy daze, but could feel the hardness grow inside her, shifting her insides to make way for his organ, and then he filled her and the sensation of his penis faded into a greater sense of melting. Of a man melting into a woman, of a woman yielding, opening, holding. She was conscious of her breasts swaying back and forth, of Annie's hands running back and forth through her hair.

She felt the man's weight on her her chest, pushing in, pulling out, filling her. Annie said "my husband wants you to have our baby."

Jenny contemplated this. She wanted to be a mom, but not now. She tried to put her arms up to push Jim away, but Jim was now sawing back and forth inside her. He was soooooo handsome. Jenny gazed at him through dimming eyes. She wanted to have him in her, to have her. But still, and she lifted her hands again to his shoulders and then they fell away.

The hot organ pumping away inside her became more urgent in its thrusting, stabbing her then suddenly stopping. He was fully inside her when his swollen balls began to empty into Jenny's vagina. Spraying in intense spurts, Jenny could feel a throbbing sensation as the penis deep inside seemed to tap her insides. Where she was warm, she now felt warmer. Where she was wet, she now felt soaked. That was the last thing Jenny knew before the now and sleep collided.

It was dark, with moonlight casting a gray spell on her body. Her breasts were leaning toward her face, and she could see her tight tummy. Something was under her ass. A big pillow, to tilt her womb back, so Jim's seed couldn't slip out. There was Jim again, his arrogant organ staring at her as he lay on top of her.

She disappeared from the world again. The second round of Jim's seed raced to the back of Jenny's pink tunnel. In the hours since the afternoon, Jim's semen had gone through Jenny's cervix and began to circulate in her fallopian tubes. An egg, released a short while ago was making her way down her left tube when she ran into a gang of Jim's sperm. They rushed all around, and Jenny's egg tried to brave the storm but one rascally sperm pinned her down and penetrated her.

Jenny woke up in the morning. Her head hurt. She wasn't sure what had happened, or why. But Jim lay next to her snoring loudly. Next to him was Annie, curled up in Jim's arms. Jenny pushed the pillow under her ass off the bed and wobbled into the bathroom. She sat on the toilet with her head in her hands, and pushed. A gob of sperm plopped into the toilet. Not so bad. Jenny took some tissue and began to apply it when she felt another glob, bigger than before. She blushed, as she realized this was just the beginning. When the oozing stopped, she looked into the toilet and saw it filled with exhausted sperm. Her hand shook as it rattled the flush. She went back to bed, shaking. Wondering.