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   Fatty Preteen Part One
   I could see them from where I was standing, they were all gathered
around her and obviously teasing her.  I couldn't make out exactly what
they were saying but it was typical kid stuff; she was the reject.  The
group moved off, leaving her sitting on the bench and as they left taunts
and jeers were thrown; I could she was left dejected.  I started to walk
towards her.
   She had her head down, slumped, defeated when I approached and made a
sound, she looked up.
   As I indicated that I wanted to sit down I got a good look at her,
lovely.
   She was your typical fatty girl, piggy faced, fat legs and already a
sign the double chin that would surely be joined later by several more as
she got older.  I loved these types, Fatty Preteens.
   These are the girls who everyone knows are ugly as shite but the adults
all say "she has such an engaging smile doesn't she?" If ever I hear that
I, like everyone else, nod my head and agree but think of my method of
putting a smile on a Fatty Preteen face.
   Thin short sleeved blue threadbare dress she had on and it was fucking
short too so we got to see a lot of fat fleshy legs and down at the ankles
a pair of short green turned down ankle socks with scuffed black shoes.  I
wondered what colour knickers she was wearing and I was determined to find
out as well.
   I was in my late 20s but I was always baby faced.
   "What you looking so down in the dumps for then" I said cheerily "I'm
the one ho should be down in the dumps, I've just lost me girlfriend."
   She looked round at me and I got a good look at the piggy fat face, tear
stained.
   "What d'ya mean" she said - horrible voice too.
   I stared back at her as if I was taking real interest, "fucking hell,
you look just like her."
   "Where she go, did she ditch you?"
   "Nah, her parents moved so she had to.  You look a lot like her, I
really liked her, she was a bit younger than me and we had to keep secret
from her mum and dad; I'm 19" I said lying through me teeth.  I could see
the interest.  "How old are you?"
   "Nearly 11" she said still looking at me with not a little interest.
   "11, I don't think so, you look nearly the same as her and she's 14,
nearly 15 - you're kidding me - but if you're trying to give me the brush
off I'll go" I said.
   "Nah, no it's ok, you can stay" she said and in a rather 'wanting' tone.
   "Ok" I said sitting back again after pretending to move.  She was
clearly interested - "who were those people I saw with you earlier as I was
walking over, your mates are they?"
   "Nah" she said morosely.
   "Oh, ok then" I said trying to be interested "don't like them then is
that it?"
   "Nah, they're horrible, they're mean cows."
   "Fuck yeah, really.  What makes you say that then?"
   "Cant say" she mumbled.
   "Ok well if you don't want to share then its ok - I was hoping to chat
to someone since I feel a bit down - maybe we could help each other?"
   "Secret stuff" she muttered.
   "Oh yeah, I know about that.  Me and my gf, well ex gf had to keep
secrets, you know, keep from letting her parents know."
   "Really" she said more interested.
   "Yeah, you know sexy stuff, I can tell you 'cause she's left now and I
think you might understand?"
   "Yeah" she said looking down at her feet and then "so......you did sex
did ya.......you and your gf, I mean your ex gf?" She was very interested.
   "Well ya know, it's a bit of a secret; prefer to share with someone who
can understand and stuff, you know, but I think you aren't interested in
that."
   "I am" she said a bit too quickly.
   "Oh alright then, so what about you then, at 14 I suppose you would
understand" I said pretending I hadn't heard her tell me she was only 10 -
or as she said 'nearly 11'."
   "Yeah I do" she said "that's what them girls were teasing me about."
   "Oh right" I said laughing "you mean coz you hadn't and they had, girls
are real mean aren't they?"
   "No" she said.
   "What then, they weren't being mean?" I replied looking all caring and
she turned more towards me.  As she did that she kind of lifted her fat leg
a bit onto the bench seat, that crappy short dress rose up a bit.  It was
short enough as it was and tight on her and now it was riding real high. 
Not enough for me to see all the way up but with her thighs open it didn't
leave too much to the imagination; fat flabby preteen inner thighs -
fucking nice for the imagination - the gap opened and I was certain that
one way or another I was going to have her - whether she liked it or not
and it was nice and fucking quiet here.
   "They were being mean coz I told them something, they said they had and
I had to confess too and then when I did.............." she hesitated.
   "What, do you mean they said they had done it and they hadn't but you
have, is that it?"
   "Yeah" she said dropping her head but remaining turned towards me.  My
cock was twitching, my preteen cock twitch alerter and looking down I could
see it bulging.  I turned more towards her and copied her sitting position
making sure my leg on the ground was wide apart from my leg now lifted up
and resting on the seat on my knee and I stroked the bulge - give her
chance to notice and to look - and the tart did.  She shifted a bit, the
dress lifted a little higher but I was sure she hadn't done that on
purpose.
   "You really look like Brit" I said smiling.
   "And she's 14 is she" she asked now smiling.
   "Nearly 15, but she's left me now" I said dropping my head trying to
look dejected.
   "Will you try to get another gf" she said in a nice kind of caring way
and I noticed she smiled this time - fuck me, aren't thy even more hideous
when they give you their piggy smile.
   "You offering then are you" I said with a silly little laugh.  She
looked down but didn't say anything.
   "Look" I said taking the advantage and laying one of my hands gently on
the inner thigh of the leg she had raised up on the seat "I think we're
both a bit sad aren't we, me losing Brit and you having those horrible
girls being mean but hey look, we somehow found each other didn't we, kind
of fate maybe........." I took more liberty and started to slowly caress
her thigh with my thumb, gently and slow, back and forth "go on, you can
tell me, I told you about me and Brit."
   "Do you think you will see her again" she said not looking up.
   "No never, I know I won't" I said sighing but continuing to stroke her
and she wasn't moving away.
   "And you're 19 then are you" this time said looking at me and smiling. I
wasn't sure if she believed me or just liked the idea - it turned out she
liked the idea - well shit, I was making her feel 14 and nearly 15 when she
was only 10 - so why shouldn't she do the same with me, 19 when I was 29.
   "Yeah" I replied and then taking the advantage, so what was that all
about then and then she told me - fucking bullseye.
   There was a girls gang you see, and to become a member you had to tell a
secret and it had to be better than the last girl in, the last secret.  She
had told a few and been judged wanting - clever isn't it how kids get to be
so cruel - they get you to tell one secret and then say it isn't up to much
and then they get another and another and another and so on - psychology
and just like I was doing with her.
   They had rejected six of her secrets and then she blurted out the
seventh - lucky seven eh?  And it was all about how she had already had sex
- fucking with her Pedo Step Dad or at least her Mum's current boyfriend -
I would have like to meet him but never did.
   "Well what's wrong with that" I said looking all approving "there's
nothing wrong with that and anyway I bet you that not one of those girls
has the experience you have; you should be proud, forget them darling, they
are rubbish."
   She was looking at me with renewed interest now and my hand moved a
little higher up her thigh and she didn't flinch.
   "Yeah" she said holding her head a little higher.
   "Fuck those bitches" I said waiting.
   "Yeah fuck them" she said with a little stumble in her voice.
   "Fuck them and fucking forget the slags" I said.
   "Yeah fucking slags" she said.  I moved my hand up more.
   "They're nothing buy kids, you're a woman now, so if I were you I would
just ignore them" and at that I shuffled in a bit closer.
   She started to nod as she looked at me "yeah, they're kids, why should I
care about wanting to be in their kid gang, fuck them" and she almost spat
the words out - fuck me eh, 10 years old and nearly mine.  My hand was now
partly under the hem of her dress, I had my thumb scanning back and forth
but no feel of flimsy panty knicker material yet, not long though I was
sure, not long now.
   "Hey, I'm a bit thirsty, fancy something do you?" I said "Fancy coming
back to mine and having a drink or something?"
   end of part one
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Fatty Preteen Part One