Author: Sterling
Title: A Horny Woman in a Four-Year-Old's Body
Summary: As a result of life-saving surgery 50-year-old Alison
finds herself sharing the body of her 4-year-old self with her
4-year-old mind. Alison is horny. How can she find satisfaction?
Keywords: Mg Mg(4) slow pedo ScFi oral 1st

NOTICE: This story contains explicit sex.

First posted 3/24/2021.

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A Horny Woman in a Four-Year-Old's Body

It was a miracle of modern medicine. Alison was alive! Sort of.
Well, mostly. It depended on how you looked at it.

The cancer she had was inevitably fatal. She had signed up for a
new, experimental treatment.

She looked in the mirror and saw a perfect image of herself at
the age of four. Big brown eyes and a brown pony tail, a round
face and a few freckles. Four years old. Not that she remembered
what she had looked like at four, of course, but there were
pictures. It wasn't just that she was small or had small
features. All the vitality and freshness and potential of a
4-year-old was there. If someone put her in a lineup with real
4-year-olds, no one could pick her out.

Her mind at the age of four had also been largely restored. She
remembered her six-year-old brother Sam and her parents. Of
course her big brother was now over 50 and her parents over 80.
She remembered a few little friends who were also long-grown, and
many details of the home she had grown up in.

But to recreate Alison at age four wouldn't have been exactly
saving the life of the adult Alison. The adult Alison herself was
in the small girl's mind. The two minds co-existed in there, much
as in a person with multiple personalities. The adult Alison
could read all of the child Alison's thoughts and feelings and
make sense of them. The child Alison was only partially aware of
the adult Alison, and seemed to only know what the adult "told"
her and Alison's gut-level emotions. The adult could keep secrets
from the child, but it seemed the child's mind was an open book.
She called the child mind Allie, which was what she had been
called at that age, and the adult mind Alison.

Medicine had saved Alison's life, but what sort of life would
this hybrid Alison live? She was in the first group of a half
dozen who had emerged from the treatment with the sort of
mind-body combination that had been intended. The doctors and
scientists started them all out in a group home, as it allowed
them to study their patients as they began their post-operative
lives. This held some promise for the patients, too, as people of
shared experience are naturally drawn to each other. Longer-term
solutions were still up in the air.

There were two other males and two other females who had made it
through the procedure alive and well. The children got on well
enough together. It's easy to make friends at that age, and boys
and girls will play together fairly happily. It was relaxing for
the adults to soak up the experience of the 4-year-olds as they
lived children's lives. But if the child mind was being mean or
clueless, for instance, the adult could gently guide them onto
the right path again.

The five of them had adult caretakers, though it was an odd sort
of relationship. The children needed help from an adult body, but
not an adult mind. They needed the strength and size of adults to
get many tasks done, and they lacked the fine motor coordination
needed for some others. But the adults watching from the recesses
of the child's mind could understand complexities of any
situation as well as the large-bodied adults they were dealing
with. None of these 4-year-olds needed help or supervision in the
bath. They didn't need help deciding what to wear or help with
getting dressed. When the child was unsure what to do, it was
easy for the inner adult to take control and make a decision. But
if the task was one the child could handle, she would often elbow
the adult out of the way, muttering, "What do you think I am, a
baby?" Alison discovered this with the simple task of wiping
herself after using the toilet. Allie at four could handle this
just fine.

Learning was interesting. It seemed important that Allie learn
things for herself. If she didn't know that letter was 'T', could
she count on the adult Alison to clue her in, or should she learn
it herself? The adult Alison decided Allie should learn as much
as she could, though that sometimes meant Alison was biting her
tongue -- though an internal, mental tongue.

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As for her body, Alison's strongest impression was that it was a
joy to be free of the aches and pains that start accumulating
even in a normal person in their 40s. Beyond that, at the top of
things to adjust to was that she was now small. Very small.
Four-year-old small. But there were also the sex organs. Breasts
-- to be free of breasts! Pubic hair -- to be free of pubic hair!
If Alison at age 50 had required a mastectomy, it would have been
traumatic. But to the extent adult Alison accepted herself as a
4-year-old, the absence of breasts was right and proper.

Alison and Allie liked many of the same things. They especially
agreed on the pleasure of going to the bathroom when you really
had to, and going to sleep when you were really tired. They loved
eating when they were hungry and drinking when thirsty. They
enjoyed the sunshine and the feeling of playing in the dirt. They
both enjoyed a hot bath.

As for books, magazines, TV, videos, and the like, their tastes
were different. They didn't mind the other's choices, but each
dozed when that was what the 4-year-old body was attending to.
Conversation was generally more interesting with someone your won
age. With a 100% genuine grown-up, Allie ran out of things to say
but Alison often had quite a bit to communicate. With a 100%
genuine child, Alison often lost interest but Allie could happily
go on for some time. With one of the other hybrid surgical
patients, things shifted back and forth. Alison might start
talking with Rebecca for a while, but then Becky would burst
through with some childish concern, and Allie elbowed Alison
aside to talk as children for a while. But the adults would often
be looking for an opportunity to take back the conversation
themselves.

Tastes in food were somewhat different, but if Alison thought the
brussels sprouts were delicious, Allie was mostly OK with that.
Somehow Alison calmed what revulsion she might have felt, even if
she didn't think they were especially tasty. And of course Alison
put up with bland peanut butter sandwiches, glasses of milk, and
macaroni and cheese.

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Alison had naturally explored her private parts in detail not
long after she recovered after the procedure. She stuck her
finger up her vagina and it went surprisingly far. She tried
masturbating and it felt very good. She and Allie agreed on that.

Alison had never married. She had tried living with David for a
few brief months before deciding it wasn't for her. But she loved
sex. Regular sex meant that one big part of the world was going
right. She had usually had some sort of sexual relationship going
-- typically a boyfriend she saw regularly. Other times, between
boyfriends, were some one-night stands. And now, she might share
a 4-year-old body with the 4-year-old's mind, but she as Alison
found she had the same interest in sex. She'd still been having
sex while facing the reality of likely death. But now a couple
months had gone by since she had woken up as a small person, and
she felt mostly adjusted to the reality of sharing a small body
with a small mind. Now, she was horny. She wanted sex. How could
she manage that?

There was one detail of her body she could handle without a
partner. She needed a vagina that could accommodate an adult
penis. She felt inadequate without one. When she raised this with
the medical team, they asked her lots of questions, but they did
the surgery and she was now equipped with a working vagina. If a
man did get interested in her, she could satisfy him physically.
For the adult Alison, this had always been a vital part of a
sexual encounter -- a deep, enthusiastic penetration by a penis.

Allie wasn't thrilled about surgery, but acquiesced to something
Alison felt so strongly about. She had no idea why a girl would
want a big hole instead of a small one, but Alison was just funny
about some things.

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"Hey Alison," said Bob. "I'll show you mine if you show me
yours!"

Alison could tell that was Robert speaking. But there was a
little boy, pulling his pants down.

Allie was confused. But Alison said, "Hey, that's rather forward
of you."

The boy said, "We're just a little boy and girl, right?"

Alison asked Allie silently what she thought about pulling her
panties down, and Allie wasn't sure but with Alison's reassurance
she did.

The boy reached over to pat and stroke, saying nothing. But then
he used both hands to slide her little lips apart, and Alison
knew it was the adult Robert.

"Cut that out!" she said, pulling away.

"Hey, it's just playing doctor!" protested the boy.

"It could be, but you're Robert, not Bob!"

"Who's to know?" The little boy smirked.

"I know!" said Alison.

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That was not a pleasant interaction. But the biggest problem was
not Bob being forward -- she might have even liked that. The
problem was that Bob wasn't remotely sexy. She wasn't sure what
she would have thought of Robert, but the body the two of them
shared was just a little boy. When she asked Robert about it
later, he admitted that while he was horny too, his experiment
with Allie had been mostly curiosity. It was play with sex
organs, but not ones he was attracted to. He had no desire to
stick his little penis into little Allie, and even if he had
magically acquired an adult-size phallus to match Allie's vagina,
Robert had no interest in sticking it into 4-year-old Allie.

When Alison thought of an appealing sexual partner, her most
recent boyfriend Kyle came to mind. She felt herself getting a
little warm between the legs as she remembered that big body on
top of her, cock buried inside her, pounding away with masculine
abandon. She realized he'd never go for a 4-year-old girl. That
was a strange idea, even disgusting. But perhaps realizing it was
still the same Alison inside, he would want her despite the
change in her body. She sent him a picture, joking that men liked
youth in women. Hadn't she done a remarkable job? His response
was polite but made it clear he had no sexual interest. He also
put off her efforts to meet just as friends.

When a couple breaks up, it's usually only one who really wants
to end things. Even when they claim it's mutual, the two of them
know who was really behind it. Alison went through the list of
recent lovers where she had been the one to end things,
contacting each one and including a picture of her new self. But
despite their proven enthusiasm for the adult Alison, none had
the slightest interest in Allie.

The logic of the situation became clear to the adult Alison. She
needed a grown man who was sexually enthusiastic about a
4-year-old girl. A thought crossed her mind that made her laugh
-- pedophiles! But their enthusiasm was for humiliating and
controlling people. And who would want to sleep with a sleazy
criminal?

But as she thought of who else might fit the bill, she couldn't
escape the idea of pedophiles. There wasn't anyone else. Maybe
she could go online and taunt them. Show them how she might look
like the kind of girl they wanted, but no way could they mess
with her! She would see right through their devious plans.

So she went online and lurked at first. There were sites where
the creeps talked about how the poor boys and girls were
oppressed in not being able to choose sex with adults! That was
hilarious. Mostly they were talking about girls and boys of 12,
not 4-year-olds, but even so.

She knew there was this place called the dark web where you could
see child porn, but you'd risk getting in a lot of trouble and
going to jail. It was kind of funny, though, imagining herself
looking like a 4-year-old in the dock facing criminal charges.
But with an adult mind, she could be charged as an adult.
Legally, she was an adult.

Some of the legal sites featured pictures of boys and girls that
the pedo creeps found attractive. There were lots more pictures
if you followed the links that people gave. Now and then she'd
find a girl just her age -- or the age of her body. Lots of the
10-year-old girls were posing in sexy clothes and looking
provocative. Some had smoky expressions. Some adult had probably
forced them to pose like that. The 4-year-olds were mostly just
cute and innocent.

There was also a few weird sites for pedophiles who swore they
would never, ever do anything sexual with a child. Yeah, right.
If they were lying, they were scum like all the others. If they
were telling the truth -- what good is someone who might find you
attractive but would never dare touch you? She had this image of
her pulling her panties down and having the guy look up to heaven
and cross himself.

But she went through the major groups -- straight men, straight
women, gay men, lesbians, non-binaries and bisexuals, trans
variants, BDSMers and swingers -- and none of them would fit the
bill. Pedophiles were the only one who passed the first test --
she found their bodies sexy and they might find hers sexy.

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Finally she revealed herself online. At first everyone assumed
she was a troll. They didn't care if she insulted and harassed
them, because they assumed she was just lying. She got booted off
a board. So she explained the syndrome she had and its treatment,
and showed how they could look it up online. Some had even heard
of it, but still thought she was a troll. She learned that if you
have an incredible story to tell online, it's hard to get people
to believe you, even if you're telling the truth.

Alison did most of this late at night while Allie was sleeping.
It really wasn't hard sleeping sitting in a chair as long as some
other mind was taking care of your body's movements. Alison
needed less sleep but also managed to get in some dozing during
the day when Allie was up and about, in calm moments when she
paused from being her usual rambunctious self.

There were a few pedophiles who took her seriously, moving the
conversation to private email. Even they admitted they thought it
likely she was a troll, but if so she was an interesting one, and
if not, she really was someone worth talking to.

Some only wanted to know if she was cute, or quickly brought the
conversation to offering to eat out her hairless little sex. It
was easy to let those conversations fade away.

The ones who were most interesting were from the "never, ever
have sex with a girl" camp. They quickly convinced her that it
wasn't because they were sexless or devout, it was because they
didn't want to hurt any child. They really wanted in their hearts
(or balls, or dicks) to have sex with a child, but no child could
consent, they refused to have sex with someone who couldn't
consent, and so they could never have sex. As she thought about
it, it struck her as rather bleak. Very bleak, actually.

Her main correspondent was Bill. He told her that even among
those others who did have sex with kids, they didn't mean to hurt
them. There were a very few psychopaths, of course, but the
others would never take pleasure in a child's suffering or keep
going if a child was clearly unhappy. She asked if there were any
children who were NOT clearly unhappy. He assured her that there
were. When she checked out the literature she found he was most
definitely right -- many of the abuse survivors had not objected
at the time, and some had even found it pleasant. Only later did
they realize how badly they had been wronged and how deeply they
had been hurt.

But back to the celibate ones... She and Bill realized she
presented an interesting case. She might be a little girl in some
ways, but since she was writing articulate adult emails, she was
adult enough to consent to sex. She shared a body with a child's
mind. Could she consent on behalf of the child? Could she consent
even if the child was less than enthusiastic? Alison noted that
she and Allie compromised on many things, and thought it likely
Allie would go along with something Alison wanted so much. Bill
agreed that Alison clearly could consent on behalf of the child's
body.

Bill seemed respectful and sensitive. After they had been
conversing a while he shared a picture -- he was handsome enough.
She sent him a picture, and there was a longer-than-usual delay
before he replied. He replied that she was very attractive, but
he hadn't really taken in before that her body was four years
old. He himself was most attracted to 10-year-old girls, and
occasionally went for a girl as young as 8, but 4? For him
personally this would never work.

Alison was angry, and composed a lengthy email giving vent to
this. Bill did not make a quick exit when he found Alison was too
young for him, but stayed committed to the conversation. He
replied with patience and understanding to her anger. He said
that among pedophiles there was something of a hierarchy. The
bulk of society hated men who loved girls as young as 12. But the
men who loved girls of 12 often looked down with revulsion at
those who loved girls of 8, who in turn loathed the ones who
liked girls of 4, who in turn... He didn't judge those who went
for the lower ages, but he just couldn't do it himself. Same as
with those attracted to boys. He didn't judge them, but he had no
interest in boys.

But Bill had connections. He said he knew several pedophiles
online who adored 4-year-old girls, but who were also respectful
and sensitive. He of course would never dream of sharing her
photo with them, but could report that he thought she was quite
attractive.

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With some trepidation she began corresponding with a couple other
guys. Her interest soon centered on Luke. He wasn't quite as
articulate as Bill, but he seemed kind and sincere. His picture
showed he looked plenty good. A few extra pounds, but she wasn't
looking for Mr. Perfect. She was impressed that while he clearly
thought she was very attractive, he was muted and respectful on
the subject. He was the first man who actually thought she was
sexy, but she was glad he had some perspective on everything.

Alison explained that while she had been the one writing him the
emails, Allie was a real person too, and any face-to-face
meetings would have to incorporate her too.

Luke replied that while he was delighted to be talking with
Alison, he would probably be happiest actually talking with
4-year-old Allie. His attraction was to 4-year-olds in their
entirety, not just 4-year-old bodies. Without Alison he couldn't
be considering doing anything sexual with the 4-year-old body or
Allie, but once Alison had given her blessing, he was most
interested in little girl, mind and body alike.

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The conversation was held silently, inside the head of the
4-year-old girl, but it went like this:

"Allie, you know that man Luke we had ice cream with?"

"Yeah! He was nice!"

"He's coming over today to visit 'us'. I hope you'll try hard to
like him."

"That's easy, he was nice!"

"You know how with your daddy you used to snuggle, and he'd kiss
you?"

"Sure." Allie's body hadn't actually had that experience herself,
but in her mind she shared all the memories of Alison's first
four years.

"He might kiss us like grown-ups do, you know. For a long time,
kind of seriously."

"OK. Like in the movies? When they're getting lovey-dovey?"

"That's right! And you know what we do touching ourselves between
the legs until we get that good feeling? That might happen."

"Oh. Why with him instead of by ourselves?"

"Because it means a whole lot to me. Or other grown-ups."

"Well, OK..."

"He might even touch our private parts to make it happen. I'll
let him know if I don't like that idea, but otherwise you should
assume it is fine with me."

"OK..."

"He might show us his penis."

"His penis! That funny thing?"

"Grown-ups don't think it's funny. And it's part of things when
the grown-ups get lovey-dovey. It's part of men -- a very
important part."

"OK."

"You know how I put that plastic thing way up inside our vagina
sometimes?"

"Yeah, that's funny!"

"That's kind of a make-believe penis. His real one might go up in
that same place."

"Ewww!"

"Well, OK, 'Ewww', but I'd like it a whole lot. Very, very, very
much. You want to just giggle or say 'Ewww' and giggle at the
same time? You think you could do that?"

"OK... I think so... I'll try!"

"It's really important to me that you have an open mind about
this."

"I'll do my best!"

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Allie had snuggled in Luke's lap. She had done her best to kiss
him back when he kissed her. She had giggled.

Allie lay back on the bed. Luke lay to one side of her on his
stomach but angled so his face was over hers.

Alison felt the hand on the inside of her knee, swirling and then
going up higher.

Allie laughed then.

"What is it, my sweet?" asked Luke, addressing the child.

"My friend -- you know, Alison -- said you might want to do that
sort of thing. And next you'll be up at my panties!"

"I probably will, if you don't mind."

Allie shrugged and smiled. "OK."

"That is, if your grown-up friend doesn't mind?"

Alison shook the child's head.

"Well, then!" said Luke with a lusty smile, kissing Allie on the
cheeks and ears while his hand glided up between her legs.

Allie giggled again, and then again, saying now and then, "It's
fine, it's nice, it's just funny!"

Soon Allie was completely naked. Luke kissed her cheek, but then
his kissing moved down the length of her body, over chest, tummy,
hips, inner thighs, and then to her private place.

Allie giggled off and on through most of it, but stopped not long
after his tongue found the little thing that felt good. Alison
figured that the pleasure was enough to hold Allie's interest. It
certainly held hers! Her hands grasped Luke's hair, and she
clenched her fists, tugging on his hair, when something felt
really good. It felt so much better, then got better and better,
and then, finally, amazing! She felt her 4-year-old's body
shaking and convulsing, over and over. "Wow, that was really
really nice!" put in the girl.

Luke rose up to be at eye level with Allie, and in the process,
his erect penis came into view.

"Hi, penis!" said Allie good-naturedly.

"Hello, Allie!" said Luke in a funny voice, as if his penis was
talking.

Allie spread her legs wide, because she knew where it was going.

Alison looked down towards her feet. She saw a girl's body -- a
girl who was only 4 years old. She saw a man's body, so much
bigger, with a penis that was aiming right for her vagina, and
suddenly she was filled with revulsion.

Luke sensed it immediately. "What's wrong?" he said.

"It's just... look at how big you are -- I mean all of you. And
look how tiny I am! How could.... how could..."

"How could a man possibly want a little girl like you? Because
I'm different. I'm a pervert."

"No, that's not what I meant..." Alison said, trailing off.

"Yes, you did..." said Luke softly, letting himself down beside
Allie, cock rapidly shrinking. "But that's OK... you had enough?"

"No, no, it's fine... keep going!" said Alison.

"No, no, this is no good... You're too upset."

"But you were so nice to us, you deserve your turn too..."

"Well, that would be nice, but only with a girl who's really,
truly willing."

Man rested beside girl uneasily. "Look, I had a wonderful time,"
said Luke. "And maybe you'll want to see me again and maybe
not... But I've had the dream of a lifetime, and I'm sorry if
things went wrong for you."

At that Alison's mood shifted, and suddenly she wanted that cock
inside of her. She smiled and reached for the half-floppy thing.

"Wait for another day, to make really sure..." he said.

Before long Luke had dressed and he gave Allie a pleasant hug
before departing.

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Alison thought back on their time with amazement. She was a
little frustrated, to be sure. But this man --- she had been
incredulous at the idea of pedophiles who wanted little girls,
but vowed to never do anything sexual with them. And there was
Luke, who'd just given Allie great oral sex. Then, as he got
ready to penetrate her, he was sensitive enough to pick up her
discomfort, and to care. This despite being offered a chance to
go for it -- to lose his virginity, to screw a little girl for
the first time in his life. Then Alison's consent was renewed,
and still he turned it down because he wanted to make sure.

Yes, she was a little frustrated, and her lust was as strong as
ever. It was great to get oral sex, but what really made the act
complete was feeling the cock filling her hard and deep, over and
over. But she knew he was eager, and she felt pretty sure she
would get what she had coming to her with just a bit of patience.

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It was 48 hours before Luke could could come visit again, and she
counted down the hours. And when he appeared, she directed them
to get undressed quickly, and turned down his offers of foreplay.
She wanted that cock inside her. Allie went along, with
accompanying smiles and giggles. Alison made a point of looking
at his face and his chest, and not at herself. He believed she
wanted it this time, and she got it. A stiff cock plunging into
her, opening her up to satisfy the man's lust. The wonder on his
face was amazing -- shock almost. Ten seconds later he came,
pulsing seed up inside her. She was delighted. Allie's body had
lost its virginity at the same time as Luke's whole self.

As Luke's cock had approached their pussy, Alison had told Allie
that if she could be a super-girl just this once and not say
anything for a minute, whatever she felt, Alison would be very
grateful. Allie said, "I'll try!" inwardly, and she'd kept her
word. Five seconds after Luke's climax, Alison released Allie
with a "Thank you."

The child burst forth laughing. "That was so funny!" she managed
to say. "You got that thing in there and your face got funny and
you groaned! I felt it going in, kinda like one of those dildos,
but it was you!"

"It was me, all right!" said Luke with a big grin. "And I am so
happy I could -- I'm as happy as a person could possibly be, and
all because of you!" He kissed her cheek over and over again.

"I didn't do anything!" protested the little girl. Alison felt
the cock softening inside her.

"Oh, but you did. You took your clothes off, and you lay back
with your legs wide apart, and you smiled. You looked like you
wanted it, and you got it."

"Maybe the really wanting part of it was me," put in Alison. "We
grown-ups had an amazing time."

"Well, OK," said Allie. "This is the funniest game ever, though."

Alison said, "Did it feel nice, though, even a little? The same
kind of nice as when he licked us down there the other day?"

"Yeah... yeah, it did! At the end, a little."

"I'm afraid I didn't give you -- you two -- very long to feel
nice," said Luke.

"Don't you dare apologize," put in Alison. "I wanted that more
than anything! It would have spoiled it if you were holding
back."

"Hey, it's growing against!" said Allie. "That's so funny."

Alison felt it growing inside her, expanding the vagina in the
process.

"May I?" asked Luke.

"Sure!" said Allie. Alison gave a more meaningful nod.

"Yes!" he said quietly, to himself. He pumped in and out, and
Alison was in heaven. Allie said, "Hey, that is pretty nice!"

"Oh, I'm so glad, sweetie!" put in Luke.

It was Alison who looked up into Luke's face with lust and
pleasure, though it flickered out at times as Allie's childish
reactions popped through.

"Oh, God," murmured Alison, "I think I'm going to come!"

"That would be fantastic," said Luke. Alison noted he kept
stroking just the way he had been at that point, hard and
insistent...

"Oh, God -- Oh, Wowee!" came out of the 4-year-old's mouth in
succession. Both Alison and Allie felt the orgasm. For Allie it
was a very pleasant sensation, but for Alison it also met a
primal need.

"You... Do whatever you want, OK? Please?" said Alison.

"Be sure to let me know if it's too much," said Luke. He reached
underneath to grab the girl's butt cheeks, and he pounded in and
out at a terrific clip. His face clenched in concentration.

Allie was alarmed, but Alison soothed her and told it was just
fine. In a minute Luke groaned and shouted, "Oh, yes!" as his
cock kept pistoning in and out. The pace slackened and Luke
slowly relaxed, all over his body. Alison knew he had come. She
then gave Allie free rein...

"Luke! Was that make-believe? That was kinda scary! My friend in
my head told me it was OK, but it was like Wow!"

"No, it wasn't make-believe, Allie. It's just men can get really
excited when they're coming up to their good feeling."

Alison beamed. "I could never come that way before, not without
fingers or something... the surgeons told me they had shuffled
things around a bit so it might be easier. Wow, were they ever
right!"

"I'm still happy to lick you out, any time," said Luke. His cock
had softened and he now slowly withdrew.

Alison looked down to take in this other part of sex. She liked
every part of the act. And while she did see the perfect cock
sliding out, she saw a couple other things -- she saw that she
had no breasts, her chest completely flat, nipples nothing but
slightly dark spots. Luke had pubic hair but she had none, and
her body was tiny. She was just four years old! Luke's body was
huge. Back before the surgery, she was used to looking down and
seeing her legs spread wide and noting the man's bigger body. But
now the contrast was so big, it was almost -- obscene! She had
loved the sex, she and Allie both, and that part felt natural if
she didn't look down. Now it was kind of hard to integrate their
lust and pleasure and the vaginal size that allowed it with the
girl below.

And then, who was this man? What did he see? He must have seen a
man who was withdrawing his penis from a tiny girl. Why on earth
would a man have wanted to put it in there in the first place?
Everything was all mixed up and confusing -- and she felt twinges
of disgust.

Luke missed her distress this time, as Alison had quickly
withdrawn into the recesses of the shared mental space, and it
was a happy, bubbly Allie who prattled on in a 4-year-old way
about something that had just felt good.

Luke lay beside her, snuggling tenderly. Alison raised her head
to look down and once again was amazed -- her feet barely came
down to Luke's thigh! She returned to the reality of the upper
bodies. A very considerate, very sex man who had just given her a
fabulous orgasm while fucking her hard and good was beside her,
gently caressing her. That part was great.

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Alison asked him if he could stay the night, and he didn't
hesitate a moment before agreeing. It was late afternoon, so the
two of them dressed and gave Luke a tour of the group home.

Becky saw them and said, "Allie has a boyfriend!" in a teasing
way.

Alison could sense Allie's confusion, so she simply said, "Yes,
and he's very, very nice!"

"That's great," said the other little girl, and Alison knew it
was Rebecca speaking.

Luke joined them for supper, one big man around a table with a
group of small boys and girls.

Then it was bath time, and Allie and Alison naturally did that
alone, as usual. When the girl emerged in her pajamas, she and
Luke retired to her bedroom.

"Something troubling you?" said Luke.

"We can talk later," said Alison.

"I'm pretty sleepy!" said Allie.

"Could I read you a story?" asked Luke brightly.

"OK!" said Allie. She snuggled up on Luke's lap and he read
patiently and earnestly.

Alison gave free rein to the little girl, whose eyes were
drooping. She yawned.

Luke tucked her into bed and kissed her. "Just wait a bit,"
murmured Alison.

"There, she's asleep," said Alison after a while, sitting up in
bed and leaning back against the headboard.

"So... what's up?" asked Luke. "It's kinda confusing sometimes to
just switch who I'm talking to, since you look like the same
adorable little girl either way... You look troubled."

"I had a wonderful time, before -- during sex. It was just
fantastic. I feel satisfied." She felt genuinely happy and hoped
he would take her smile as sincere. But there were so many other
feelings lurking. "But when I look down I say, 'I'm a woman', but
I'm also a 4-year-old girl, without the hint of breasts. Not a
single pubic hair. Small body, short legs. What sort of tiny girl
loves to get screwed hard? What sort of woman would let anyone
screw a 4-year-old girl? And there's the adult-size pussy. Your
man cock fits in just fine. Who would corrupt the body of a
little girl by making the little vagina adult size? And there's
the 4-year-old girl herself, her mind. She doesn't mind, she has
a good time, but she doesn't 'get' it the same way. Arrrgh!"

"I'm sorry," said Luke, taking her hand, looking thoughtful. "I
confess I'm an interested party here, so my feelings might not be
totally objective..." Alison smiled at his humility. "You were
going to die unless they put together this 4-year-old version of
yourself and put your mind in her." Alison nodded. "So we're
already in some strange territory. But something strange is OK if
it's to save someone's life." Alison hesitated, then nodded. "So,
what are you supposed to do? Just look at the world, like a movie
through the eyes of the little girl. Is that what it's like
sometimes?"

"Yeah, sometimes," said Alison.

"But you want to live! To do things. There's lots of things you
can't do, but there are some you can. You wanted sex in your new
life because you really wanted it in your old life, and it's part
of you."

"But in a 4-year-old's body, shouldn't I just have accepted my
fate? But I had surgery to make my vagina -- the 4-year-old's
vagina -- work. And then I went out looking for sex. What a
selfish bitch I am!..."

"People do a lot for sex. It's such a powerful force. And Allie
doesn't seem to mind. She thinks it's fun and cool and feels
good."

"I guess. I should have gotten her a boyfriend her own size. For
playing doctor." Luke nodded. "And I did, kind of. Allie would
have been fine with a little naughty play. One minute would have
been enough. But I wouldn't. I needed a man! So I got a man! A
man who wants to screw a 4-year-old girl! And... and..."

"And what kind of man would want to do that?" asked Luke softly.
"A pedophile. A sicko. I used to think I was awful, but then I
realized it was just the way I was. I think of it like this. Why
do adult women usually like men but no women? Why do adult men
usually like women but not men? Do you really, really understand
from the old days what it felt like to be a man who wanted to
screw you hard? I mean, it's common, it's accepted, it's what we
expect... but can you really *feel* what it's like?"

The 4-year-old's face looked pensive as she considered the
question. "No, I guess not. If I imagine I have a stiff cock...
Just rubbing it up and down gives good feelings. But would I go
crazy with the desire to stick it up some woman's pussy? To jam
it in, over and over? No, you're right, I don't really get it."

"Right, and men don't get why someone wants a stiff cock shoved
deep into their body. So, then, we come to me. Ultimately, yeah,
I want to stick it in a little girl -- I mean, you've seen me.
It's a dream I never imagined could be real. But I want to do all
those other things men do with women when they love them... you
know. I want to do it because I want to do it."

"And I'm letting you live out your perverted desires," said
Alison. Luke winced. "Sorry, but that's how it feels sometimes."

"And I'm letting you live out yours," said Luke.

"But I didn't choose to get that awful disease. I didn't choose
to get stuck in this body -- I mean, of course, I love the body
and I love Allie, but..."

"I didn't choose to have a brain that wants little girls. It's
just the one I was given. And the best I could hope for was some
private sexual fantasies. I never once went near a little girl,
not that way. Not once."

Now Alison took Luke's hand. "Not until I asked for it."

"Right. The way I see it is, we both got some lemons and we're
making some awfully tasty lemonade. I've got really strange
tastes and desires -- and so do you, at least given the body
you're inside. We can focus on how weird it is, or we can take
advantage of good fortune. I've had years to get used to my
strange desires. You've only had a few months. Your little girl
body can let you satisfy your desire -- your lust. The little
girl's mind isn't troubled. She likes it, it's fun, and she has
you to reassure her if she feels confused."

Alison felt her anxiety assuaged, and her natural horniness
emerged. She slowly pulled the covers down. With eyes fixed on
Luke, she pulled her pajama bottoms down to her ankles, hooking
the panties along with them. She then slowly spread her legs. "A
4-year-old's body... An adult woman's mind." She looked at Luke's
eyes, fixed on her little pussy. "You want it. You want that
little pussy because it turns you on."

Luke gulped and nodded. "But only if you wanted, and Allie's
asleep? How does that work?"

Inside the girl's head, silently, the conversation took place.

"You sleeping well, dear? Sorry to wake you up."

"Mmm-hmmm. Why?"

"I really want to do that thing with Luke again. Where he sticks
his penis into our body. You like it OK, right? You barely have
to wake up..."

"I guess. You're rubbing down there to get good feelings
already."

"Yes, I am, Allie."

"It does feel awful good, OK..."

"I'll do whatever you want to make it up to you. You want
something special?"

"I'll think about it," said Allie. The actual 4-year-old girl
yawned.

Alison smiled at Luke and nodded. The two of them quietly got
naked.

"I'm looking at myself. I'm tiny. Flat chest. But I want it. I
want sex, and I want it with the only body I have, which is this
little body... And you... you want to do it with my little tiny
body too."

"That's right," said Luke. "Really strange, isn't it? I grew up
thinking the same way as you and everyone else."

Luke paused with his tip at the opening of the 4-year-old pussy.
"You want me to slide this in?"

Alison nodded.

"Are you sure? Really sure?"

Alison nodded again.

"Well, OK, then," said Luke, sliding up inside girl and woman.
"Quiet and calm, to disturb Allie as little as possible?"

"That's an idea."

Luke slid in and out smoothly, with moderate strokes of moderate
speed.

"Oh, that feels so good," murmured Alison. "It's hard to be too
calm about it, when it feels so good."

"I'm awake," said Allie. "The feelings woke me up... So just do
what feels really good." She giggled. "Luke and Alison both!"

Luke's thrusts got harder.

"Oooo, that's good. Put it in deeper, that will feel even
better!" said Allie.

Alison smiled inwardly and sent loving feelings Allie's way. When
it came to sex organs and sex and bodily sensations, the two of
them felt the exact same things.

Luke did as the girl suggested, and after some minutes of
energetic, excited thrusting, he murmured, "I'm going to come...
is that OK?"

"Of course, dummy!" piped up Allie.

Luke gave a big smile, and Alison would have if she had felt like
interrupting the little girl. Luke continued deep and hard and
fast until he shuddered and moaned. Allie shuddered at the same
time. "Wow, so good, so good," she gasped. "Thanks, penis, I mean
thanks, Luke, and..."

Orgasm makes people feel sleepy, and this big one for a small
sleepy girl in the middle of the night sent her rapidly into
oblivion again.

Luke slid off of the 4-year-old's body and snuggled up to her
side. Without having to say more than a few words, Luke and
Alison fell asleep in each other's arms, naked.

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Traces of doubt and even disgust came up now and then, but mostly
Luke and Alison accepted their situation and felt especially
thankful to have the other one as a partner.

Luke got along great with Allie because she was just the kind of
person he liked best in the world, even without any sex in the
picture. And Allie adored an accepting, interested adult friend
like any girl would. Alison sometimes initiated sex, and other
times Luke did. Allie went along. But she surprised the other two
because she occasionally suggested sex herself, knowing how happy
it would make the other two -- and how good it would feel, too.

There were a great many questions about how the future would
develop, but for now, the three of them were happy together, and
were thankful for what they had.

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Luke lay on his back, naked. Allie, just as naked, sat on him and
bounced up and down, riding the horsey. She liked this game. Her
legs were spread wide, straddling him. She was on his hips, and
as she humped up and down, she had Luke's stiff cock stuffed deep
in her pussy. Up and down she went, the cock going in and out,
her tight inner pussy transmitting to Luke's sensitive cock tip
indescribable pleasure. Her giggles ceased and her eyes closed as
she concentrated more on her pleasure, straddling wider, pushing
down more firmly, rubbing her clit a tiny bit on Luke's pubic
bone. Suddenly she gasped with pleasure, and moments later the
horse began bucking, Luke gasping too. Allie knew he was all
happy with his cock way up inside her. Alison thought more
precisely what was happening, thrilled by the thought of his
sperm gushing up into her.

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Allie and Luke sat in the bath, facing each other. Allie's lower
parts were entirely under the water. Luke's were too, with the
exception of his penis, which stuck up out of the water,
twitching. "Can I sit on your lap?" whined Allie hopefully.

"OK, if you really want to."

"Yeah, I want to!" said Allie.

Luke reached his hands out, lifting her under her arms. As he
did, the slit between her legs emerged into view, lips glistening
from the wet.

Allie reached down to spread those feminine lips apart. Luke let
her down in just the right place, his penis tip touching those
lips and then leading the rest of his penis into disappearing up
inside her rapidly as he set her down. As she reached the low
point, she gave a little gasp.

"Comfy?" asked Luke. Allie shook her head, and Luke lifted her up
a little and set her down. "Now?" She shook her head again. Up
and down he lifted her -- with ease because she was so small and
light. The up and down set waves sloshing in the tub, some of
them splashing up and over the top. Man and girl didn't notice.
Up and down he lifted her, never seeming to find a way that she
found comfortable, until finally after he set her down she gasped
as she was extraordinarily, amazingly comfortable. Luke could
easily have found his own comfort had he been so inclined, but
Alison in particular knew he would take his own pleasure later,
making a suggestion he knew Allie would accept.

The water was draining slowly from the tub. Allie sat facing Luke
again, and she saw him looking down through the water at her girl
slit while she also saw his cock rising, each heart beat sending
it a few more degrees towards the erect. "Can I suck on the
lollipop?" asked Allie. Without waiting for an answer, she took
the stiff prong in her mouth and moved up and down on it, but she
knew that what Luke would feel much more strongly was the rapid
flicking of her tongue on his cock tip. His breathing got faster,
his whimpering more urgent, and then suddenly Allie brought her
head back and shifted her body to the side while her little
fingers circled his cock and she jerked up and down quickly. A
few seconds later, a jet of sticky stuff flew out the end of the
penis and into the bathwater, then another and another. Allie
thought it was funny. "Can't fool me... I know it's a trick
lollipop!" Alison reveled in the satisfaction of her mate, also
enjoying seeing in detail the process of ejaculation that usually
happened when the cock was buried deep inside her vagina.

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"Aha, I found you!" chortled Luke. "And that means you have to do
what I say!"

"Aw, shoot," said Allie, feigning disappointment. The game had
been hide and seek, but there really weren't any good hiding
places in their house, and they knew it.

"I think I'll have you do my laundry."

"Do I have to?" whined Allie. She had crawled under the bed to
hide, and now Luke was dragging her out by the feet, in the
process bunching up her skimpy white dress.

"No underpants!" said Luke.

"Yeah, so?" said Allie, suppressing a smile.

"That gives me ideas!" said Luke. "I see your private girl bits
and I want to be naughty with them. Let's skip the laundry part."
Most of Allie's body was now in view. She was on her stomach,
dress bunched up near her chest. Luke pushed it the rest of the
way up her back as he got his hands under her armpits and lifted
her, lifting her over the bed and then releasing her face down.
Then he put his hands down under her hips and lifted her butt up.
"Now, you stay like that, you hear me?"

"OK," said Allie in a small voice. Seconds later she and Alison
felt fingers and flesh all mixed up touching around her girl
opening, but then felt the huge, stiff cock surge up into her
tunnel. She felt his hands grab her hips, and then she felt the
cock sliding in and out, fast and hard, more and more urgently.
It felt nice to Allie, and in addition to feeling nice, it felt
so right and good to Alison, and she especially liked it when he
lunged deep and held still, and she could just barely feel his
cock twitching, which meant he was delivering his load up inside
her.

After he had withdrawn, Allie turned over and brought her dress
down into position again. "Those parts are private!" she said
with mock accusation.

"But better than doing laundry?" smirked Luke.

Alison was determined to keep a straight face, but Allie couldn't
resist smiling a bit.

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Luke was lying on the bed, reading a magazine, when Allie
approached him a half hour later. She frowned at him and crossed
her arms.

"What is it?" he asked.

Allie lifted her dress, revealing her private parts with a little
goo seeping out of her vaginal opening. "You made a mess, you
clean it up!" she said with a scowl.

"Do I have to?" whined Luke.

"Yes, you do!" said Allie.

"Well, OK..." said Luke.

Allie lay on the bed, legs spread wide. Luke positioned himself
below her and began cleaning her up with his tongue. He got the
stuff that was oozing out but then opened her lips and chased
with his tongue some of the mess that was still inside. He found
what he could reach and licked it out slowly. He also made extra
sure he had all the goo off of her little happy button, over and
over again. Allie thought of telling him he had that part clean
already, but had already decided that was a bad idea even before
Alison expressed the same opinion silently. Within a couple
minutes his cleaning gave Allie an amazing happy orgasm thing.

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Alison felt the gentle touch of Luke's fingers up and down her
vaginal slit, inquiring.

She woke up a bit, aware of this big, strong man next to her,
feeling his big, strong cock against her leg. She gave the reply
she knew he hoped for, sliding onto her back with legs spread
wide.

"Time to feel a little warm and nice as a present to Luke,"
murmured Allie. Alison confirmed it by inner voice.

The two of them felt the same thing, then, Luke's body sliding on
top of them, his cock sliding into their vagina and filling it
up, and ten slow but insistent strokes, ending with one deep one.
Luke groaned, and they knew that meant he was unloading more
stuff up inside her. Allie figured it was so easy to help Luke
get happy, and he was so nice to her. The cock withdrew, and
within a few seconds Allie was asleep. Alison didn't stay awake
much longer. She had a man who worshiped her body and gave her
whatever sort of sex she wanted whenever she wanted it. He liked
a quickie or two during the night, and she was delighted to let
him have it -- to let him do her, screw her, and seed her. All
was right with the world. So what if her body was that of a
4-year-old? All was right with the world.

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