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 Introduction by Samantha

   Daddy said that this would sound better written by a little girl instead
of himself.  He said it was my first homework assignment.  He planned to
give us girls many assignments but that is a different story.  I'm just to
tell you how this all started and where it might go.

   My name is Samantha, and when this all started I was 7 years old going
on 8.  My little sister Carrie was 5 years old.  Carrie is small for her
age, only three and a half feet.  She hasn't started kindergarten yet, so
spends all her time at home.  She still wets the bed at night, so wears
diapers at night.  I am one of the tallest in my 2nd grade class.  Mommy
died giving birth to Carrie, she was only 25 years old.  Since mommy left
us with Daddy, it has been up to me to take care of my sister.  My daddy,
he is 35 years old, but most people say he looks a lot younger than that,
some even say daddy looks like he is 21, all I know is that he is my daddy.

   I think of mommy a lot and keep her picture on my computer screen, and
say good night to her before bed.  It was hard at first without momma, but
I am a big girl now and need to show Carrie that I am there for her.

   Daddy is a doctor, who travel's a lot giving speeches and things.  I am
not sure what they are but he goes to lots of places.  He was in Germany
last week and before that, went to Austria.  Carrie, well she's just happy
all the time as long as she gets her way.

   School is about to get out for summer and this summer has been very hot,
almost every day it has been above 90 degrees Fahrenheit.  Daddy got us a
little, round pool.  It is not that big, only 2 feet deep and about 6 feet
across.  It's not like a real pool, but it is better than the sprinkler.

   We have a 20 year old baby-sitter, Donna that stays with us during the
day, and will stay overnight when daddy goes away.  She is ok but a bit
bossy.  She just started college and needs the extra money.  She is
studying a new field called Proactive Development.  I think Daddy teaches
one of her classes, but I'm not sure.

   I don't know why, but every time Daddy has me take a shower with him, he
says it is easier for him to make sure I get clean.  Baths are fun to soak
and play with friends, but you don't get cleaned, or so he says.  Well
anyway I started getting all bothered after these showers with him.  My
pussy mound always got puffy and irritated, to a point that I couldn't wear
panties.  Daddy always took me to school on his way to work.  Well today, I
was wearing a short, pleated, pink skirt and a cute baby doll top with
puffy sleeves.  I was seated in my pink car seat.  My pussy in plain view
of Daddy in the front seat, when he got to the school and let me out of the
car, he whispered in my ear that I was a good girl, and patted me on the
rear.  As I went through the day at school I kept fidgeting and rubbing my
pussy on the chair.  The teacher seemed to notice and made me go to the
nurse's office.  Upon arriving at the doorway, I had to wait for another
girl to get a shot.  I couldn't help myself and started to absently rub my
mound with my hand.  The other girl noticed me doing this and just giggled
as she left out the door.

   The nurse said I was beginning stage 2 of puberty and that I needed
protection from juices that would start to flow out of my vagina.  She told
me to lie down on the cot.  She had me spread my legs so she could put a
long thin tube into my slit.  She explained that it would help stop the
juices from flowing.  She had to push hard, it hurt a little but she
managed to insert it.  I was told that I could leave for home early.  I had
them call Donna, since daddy was still at work.  When Donna stopped in to
take me home she mentioned something about having me start training,
whatever that meant.  She said she would mention it to Tim, my Daddy.  I
just was thankful for the ride home.

   Donna inspected the nurse's work, only to find that the Tampon was a
little small, cause I was oozing liquid.  She said she had to replace it
with one of hers.  This one was bigger, and wider than the first one. 
Donna had an even harder time getting it to go in, but managed to get it
all the way inside with a final shove.  I told her it hurt when she did
that, she said that it would be easier the next time my Daddy "did it, to
me" I did not know what that meant either, but thought it was the same as
what Donna and the nurse did.  I learned latter, that this Tampon had
broken my hymen and thus made it easier for daddy go fuck me.

   Daddy was told of what happened at school, and what was done about it.
He didn't like the fact that Tampons were used and that I was too small for
its proper use.  He said that I should use a pad instead, but that he
didn't think that Maxi pads worked for little girls either.  He decided
that tomorrow in school I would wear a diaper.  So I was put back into
diapers and told that I had to use the diaper to pee and poop in.  I was
told I would be able to go without diapers as long as I was pregnant
between pregnancies I was again to wear diapers.  This way I learned how my
little girls used diapers and how they should be cleaned and when to change
them.  This led to happier, healthier children.  It is normal for a person
to be able to relieve themselves whenever then needed to.  Instead of
holding it in and being scolded when accidents happened.

   I learned to like to fuck whenever Daddy or his friends were horny.  Be
it at home, school, the park or on vacation.  I learned that due to the
changing economy and physical health of people, that girl's between ages 7
and 13 had become the perfect age to be breed.  Older teen sisters helped
out with the little girls training, then were able to focus on careers on
their own.  Daddy said he would explain more about this accelerated puberty
in girls sometime but he hasn't yet.

   The stories that follow are about the founding of the Foundation and how
it changed the world due to the biological changes that were happening to
humans of the current century.