Title: The Cindi Chronicles: Menses Mishap 

Author: Neko Niece

Keywords: M g(12), Incest, Menstrual Cycle, Masturbation

Summary: Murphy's Law strikes loud and clear. Cindi's first ever 
menstrual cycle hits unexpectedly in the worst of places. It's lucky 
that her Dad is there for her, just when she needed him most.



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A Tale from The Cindi Chronicles

Menses Mishap 


   It had started out as a pretty normal day.  As usual, I was running late
and had to rush in order to get to school on time.  Earlier, I had felt a
little uncomfortable in my tummy, but I really enjoyed school for some odd
reason.  As such, I didn't often try and stay home.  In my mind, I was
being staunch.  There was no way an upset tummy was going to get the better
of me.

   If only that were the case.  By mid-morning, the starting of my period
had caught me completely off-guard.

   Looking back, there really wasn't anything that I could have done.  My
body was ready, but I didn't understand then how to read the signs.  So in
blissful ignorance and fully in accordance with Murphy's Law, I had worn
cream colored shorts to school that day.

   During 2nd period -Yeah you go ahead and snicker at this unintended pun-
math, I began to realize something wasn't quite right.  It's a difficult
feeling to describe unless you have felt it, but there is a sensation of
leakage inside as the menstrual blood seeps.  All I knew was that I was
feeling squishy and it wasn't at all pleasant.  Certainly it felt nothing
like the exciting wetness that happened during my Daddy's and my sexual
games.

   When I finally looked down to see if there was wetness showing, I was
truly mortified.  My entire crotch was a deep reddish brown.

   I wasn't stupid.  I knew exactly what it was the moment I saw it.  Yet
there was nothing, absolutely nothing I could do about it.  I clamped my
legs together while hastily looking around to see if anyone had noticed. 
No one had, which was good.  I sat the rest of that hour in abject
humiliation, hunched down on my desk and my legs held tightly together.

   Needless to say, by the time 2nd period (shutup!) math I was really
needing to go home.  With my jacket wrapped around my waist (which luckily
for me was a stylish thing to do) I made my way to the office to call mom
so she could pick me up.  I didn't tell them anyone what had happened.  I
was WAY too embarrassed for that.  I just told them that I wasn't feeling
well.

   The woman at the desk made some comment about me being flushed and gave
me the OK.  At least the blushing had done some good I suppose.  Only thing
was, my mom wasn't home.  After about ten minutes of continuous calling,
the lady asked if there wasn't someone else I could call.  I blushed harder
and told her that I could call my dad at work but I couldn't remember his
number.  She told me it wasn't a problem and look it up for me in my files.
I was almost wishing it hadn't been there.  It was embarrassing enough to
me, let alone my Dad.  I thought he would be totally grossed out about it.
I know I felt that way.

   Yet, there was no other way.  Reluctantly I called him, and after a
couple minutes of explaining that I wasn't feeling good, he said he would
come and get me and I hung up.  While I waited the 25 minutes the lady at
the desk asked me if I wanted to lay down.  I told her I didn't.  It was
one of the longest waits in my entire life.

   Finally my dad arrived.  He squatted down beside me in the chair I was
hunching on, felt my head as he pushed back the hair from my face.  "You're
not feeling well?" he asked worriedly.  "What's wrong?" And just like that,
I was just a little girl ans started to cry into his arm as I hung onto him
"I just want to go home, Daddy, please?" I pleaded with him.

   He nodded and helped me stand, and I kept ahold of his arm, burying my
face into his reassuring warmth.  The lady at the counter called out that
she hoped I would feel better in the morning.  I've always wondered if she
suspected what had truly happened.  Though it didn't seem like it at the
time, I couldn't have been the first girl to get her period unawares while
at school and I'm pretty sure I wasn't the last.

   Dad got me out to his pickup and he helped me crawl in before he got
behind the wheel.  I was still sniffling, but I had gotten over my crying
episode.  I sat silently as he turned the ignition and put the truck into
gear.  He never said a word.  He is like that though.  Usually quiet until
he has something to say, and then people had better listen if they knew
what was good for him.  Today, he just kept looking at me with a worried
expression on his face.  He knew something was wrong, but was giving me the
space I needed.  I knew he kept looking at me because I was watching him
out of the corner of my eye.  I had never felt so awkward in my Dad's
presence as I did that day.  I wanted to tell him, but I was afraid.  I
know it sounds silly, but I was afraid that if he knew, it might change
things between us.

   When we got home, I didn't waste any time, but threw my bookbag on the
floor and ran into the bathroom.  Once behind the closed door, I pulled my
stained clothing from my body and got into the shower, taking my panties
and shorts with me.  It wasn't long before he knocked at the door.  "Cin?
Can I come in?" he asked.

   "NO!" I shouted, fear nipping at my heart.

   "Cindi," he said.  "I think I know what's the matter and it's OK. 
Things like that happen to alot of girls at one time or another."

   His words paralyzed me.  He knew?  I knew that if I could just die just
then, everything would be all right.  I sat down in the tub and watched the
faded pink water drained from my panties as the shower head gushed it's
water over them.  I was crying again.

   Man what an emotional wreck I was.  I was so absorbed in myself that I
never even heard the lock being picked until my dad was kneeling by the
tub, caressing my shoulder and telling me it was all right.  He took the
shower head from my hand and I let it go.  Then he picked me up and stood
me on my feet and draped a towel around me.

   "I'm gonna get blood all over it," I said between tears.  It was a silly
statement perhaps, my concern over the towel's welfare over my own.  Yet,
my mind was a tad bit numb and at the time it made perfect sense to me. 
Here was something else that I would ruin with my touch.

   "It's ok," he said reassuringly and kissed me on the cheek.  "I'll take
care of it.  I'll take care of everything, you'll see." I don't know how he
does it, but he always could (and still can) calm me no matter how upset I
am.  I let him towel me dry as we talked.

   "Has your mother explained about your period?" he asked as he brushed my
legs brusquely with the towel and I nodded.  "Do you know what pads and
tampons were?"

   "Dad!" I cried aloud embarrassed all over again.

   "Well do you?" he asked again.  I blushed and nodded that I did. 
"Good," he told me with his disarming smile that told you he loved you
without having to say any words aloud.

   Next he held out a pair of my panties with a pad already centered for
me. Now how many dads would do this for their little girls?  Not many I
tell you.  He had me wipe and then helped me climb into them.  "These
should be fine until your mom gets home," he said.

   All of a sudden I was afraid that he was going to leave and go back to
work.  "You're not leaving are you?  Please stay home with me," I gasped.

   "No," he assured me.  "I'm not going anywhere." With that, he pulled a
fresh nightgown seemingly out of thin air and yanked it over my head
playfully.  He then picked me up and carried me to my bedroom.  He laid me
down on my, covered me up and sat down next to me, stroking my forehead
with his rough fingers.

   As I looked into his caring loving eyes, he slowly slid his hand over my
tiny thighs and under my panties to find my swollen pussy lips.  With a
delicateness of a fine surgeon he opened that flower and found the
sensitive nip of my clitoris and gently stroked it.  Pleasure flooded my
tiny body and I began to moan and squirm in his embrace.  With little
warning the orgasm hit me, and I arched my back, squealing with the surge.
I felt my Daddy's fingers caress my spasming sex organ, and roll in the
opening to my vagina.  When the orgasm settled, I fell asleep in his arms.

   I didn't wake up until that evening, in which I told mom what happened.
Excluding daddy's helping hands that is.  We sat and talked and I cried
again.  Mom gave me some more in-depth info on the use and care on good old
"feminine hygiene." All in all, it was a pretty decent talk.  Though I love
my mom dearly, we never had many heart to heart talks like we did that day.

   I went back to school the next morning.  I didn't want to, but Daddy
convinced me that I should.  I was afraid that EVERYONE would know what
happened, and you know what?  No body did.  And if they did, they never let
on.

   Now you may be asking why would I write a story on a subject such as
this?  Easy.  This was a major point in my life and I wanted to share this
with you all as well.

"Out of tragedy and pain, comes unexpected love and tender understanding."
-- Cindi 




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