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 �>�Linda -(TM)s Change A Cronenville story by Lia Anderssen

   To those who don -(TM)t know Cronenville School for Girls, this will
seem a strange tale.  However, if you are familiar with Cronenberg, it will
be somewhat familiar.  I make no apology for the apparent plagiarism.  I
think Dah -(TM)s ideas are great and his stories very titillating. 
However, I felt a need for something more.  If you are offended by my
presumptuousness, or don -(TM)t think a new slant can be given to the
Cronenberg tales (I don -(TM)t pretend to improve on them just to make them
more racy) then stop reading now.  And if Dah wants to sue, then that
-(TM)s his choice.  Just remember that imitation is the sincerest form of
flattery. If you enjoy my slant on the stories, please let me know.  As you
-(TM)ll see, there -(TM)s plenty of scope for continuing Linda -(TM)s
story.

   Chapter 1 To say that Linda Edwards disliked her new school would be
putting it mildly.  Having spent the last two years in the relatively
liberal environment of Ketteridge School as a day pupil, she was
unaccustomed to the strict regime in this boarding school.  Had she been
given her way, she would still be a student at Ketteridge, but, the number
of pupils at the school, which was only ten miles away, had dwindled to the
point where the local council had declared it uneconomic and, despite the
numerous protests of the local people, it had closed in the summer. It was
pure bad luck for the pretty eighteen-year old that the closure had
coincided with two devastating events in her life.  First of all her
mother, a widow for some years, had begun an affair with the father of one
of her schoolmates, an affair that had resulted in the couple running off
together, leaving behind scandalized friends and neighbors.  This had left
Linda distressed to the extent that she had neglected her studies, so it
was with enormous dismay that she had discovered she had been kept back a
year at school. So it was an unhappy teenager who found herself confronted
with the necessity of enrolling at Cronenville as a boarder, and finding
herself in the year behind the several of her schoolmates from Ketteridge
who had also been sent to the neighboring school. Worst of all was that
Anne Banks was not only joining the school with her, but that the girl had
been made a school prefect.  It was Anne whose father had run off with
Linda -(TM)s mother, and Anne had developed a hatred for the unhappy
teenager that was shared with her mother, a teacher at Cronenville. The
thing that scared Linda most about Cronenville, though, was the bizarre
system of punishments for which it was renowned.  A girl who misbehaved
would have articles of clothing confiscated according to the seriousness of
the offence.  The ultimate sanction was loss of all a girl -(TM)s clothes
apart from her shoes and socks.  Even when completely naked, miscreants
were required to carry out normal school duties whilst the punishment was
in force.  Linda was aware of the stories of Cronenville girls being made
to walk about in public in the nude, with even the use of a hand or arm to
cover themselves treated as a further offence.  Worse, with the closure of
their school, Ketteridge Town Council had been obliged to change its
by-laws to fall in line with this most unusual school.  It was now legal
for Cronenville pupils to walk nude about Ketteridge, if it could be shown
that they had been obliged to do so by the school. The idea made Linda
cringe inside.  She had lived in Ketteridge for some years, and could
imagine how a girl would be looked upon in such a state.  In particular,
the pupils at the boy -(TM)s school, many of whom she knew, had made no
secret of their delight at the prospect of naked teenage girls walking the
streets of their town.  All of this had made Linda determined to be a model
pupil and avoid those awful punishments. Still, it wasn -(TM)t easy to fit
in, particularly as she knew that Anne had been spreading poisonous talk
about her around the school, so that she already had enemies, especially
amongst the seniors who were her equal in age, but not in seniority.
Already she had experienced an unpleasant prank which had left her feeling
very apprehensive.  It had happened three days earlier in the early hours.
Linda had awoken in darkness, with the distinct impression there was
someone else in the room.  Before she had a chance to become fully awake,
however, her arms had been grabbed and duct tape wrapped about her face,
covering her eyes.  Moments later her wrists and ankles were forced apart
and taped to the corners of her bed. Then, to her extreme embarrassment,
she felt the hem of her nightdress lifted, and fingers reaching down to her
most private place.  She had struggled, but to no avail, as she felt some
kind of ointment smeared over her pubic area and sex lips.  There had been
a good deal of whispering and giggling, although she had been unable to
recognize any of the voices. The incident had lasted no more than three or
four minutes, then they were gone, closing the door behind them and leaving
the teenager in the darkness, still wrenching at the bonds that held her.
It had taken Linda about fifteen minutes to finally free one of her hands.
All the time she had felt a warm feeling down in her nether regions.  She
had ripped off the rest of the tape, and then hurried to the bathroom,
anxious to get rid of the strange cream that had been applied so
intimately. Then, as she turned on the shower and began to wash the
substance off, she had given a gasp of dismay.  Along with the cream, her
pubic hair fell away from her, swirling round in the water and disappearing
down the drain.  Linda realized at once that it had been a depilation cream
they had used upon her.  Now her pubic bush had been removed right down to
the roots, and she was left with smooth, bare skin. She stepped from the
shower and stood in front of the mirror.  To any independent observer, the
sight of the naked teenager was a delightful one.  Her face was classically
pretty, with pouting lips and a shapely nose.  Her breasts were the size
and shape of ripe oranges, with brown nipples that stood high on the soft
mounds, jutting forward proudly.  She had a slim waist and rounded hips,
her bottom cheeks pert.  Despite being small, only five foot three inches
tall, her body was perfectly proportioned, with long, shapely legs. But all
Linda could do was stare down at her sex.  Her vagina was prominent; the
long slit clearly visible even when she had had her pubic hair.  Now,
completely denuded, her thick lips were even more visible, the bud of her
clitoris parting those lips slightly.  She bit her lip.  She couldn -(TM)t
possibly allow anyone to see her like this! That had been three days
earlier, and since then she had strived not to show her body, lagging
behind the others in her class when taking a shower after gym, always
keeping her back turned whilst changing and generally trying to conceal her
shameful secret. The sound of the school bell aroused the lovely teenager
from her reverie.  She had been spending the last part of the day in
private study in the school -(TM)s library.  Now she had a half hour to
herself.  She watched the other girls leave then rose to her feet gathering
her books.  As she made her way across the room she noticed a white
envelope on a table close to the door.  Across it, in bold letters, was
written her name. She stopped,  staring at the envelope.  She hadn -(TM)t
seen who had left it there.  It could have been any one of her classmates.
At first her inclination was to leave it where it was, but her curiosity
got the better of her.  Settling down at the table she picked up the
envelope and opened it. The note inside was written in capital letters. 
Its message was simple. "I KNOW ABOUT YOUR SECRET DOWN THERE.  MEET ME IN
THE MAIN SCHOOL RESTROOMS, CUBICLE 5 AT 5:15 OR I -(TM)LL TELL ALL." Linda
stared at the note, her stomach churning.  There was no doubt in her mind
what the author meant by  -~her secret down there -(TM), but what could
this person want?  She considered showing he note to a member of staff, but
that would have meant admitting to being depilitated, and she couldn -(TM)t
bear the humiliation.  She knew she had little choice but to answer the
summons. The next two hours were a torment to the youngster and, as she
watched the time approach, she became more and more apprehensive. Two
minutes before the appointed time she arrived outside the restrooms.  There
was nobody about main school at that time of day.  Taking a deep breath she
stepped inside. So intent was she on her task that she scarcely noticed the
strong scent of cigarette smoke inside the facility.  She crept forward,
counting the cubicles until she came to the fifth one.  The door was
closed, and she knocked on it tentatively.  It was not locked, and it swung
open.  She stepped inside, closing the door behind her.

   It was an old-fashioned toilet, and a pipe ran down the wall from the
cistern.  Behind that pipe, a small cardboard box had been placed.  Lind
pulled it out and opened it.  Inside was a cigarette.  It clearly hadn
-(TM)t been there long, as it was still alight.  The girl stared at it,
puzzled.  Then she leaped with surprise as the door suddenly crashed open,
revealing the tall figure of the school -(TM)s headmistress. "Smoking?" the
woman gasped.  "Why Linda, I -(TM)d expected better of you!  Go to my study
at once!



   Linda -(TM)s Change A Cronenville story by Lia Anderssen

   Chapter 2 Linda stood, facing the headmistress across the wide, wooden
desk, trembling slightly under the stern gaze of the woman.  On the desk
between them lay the cigarette packet and the cigarette, now extinguished.
"What have you got to say for yourself, Linda?" "Please, Ma -(TM)am, I wasn
-(TM)t smoking.  I was..." "Stop!  This offence is serious enough without
having to hear your lies." "But I wasn -(TM)t.  I..." "That -(TM)s enough!
Clearly you take me for a fool.  Now, you know what the punishment for
smoking is!" Linda knew.  It was a first offense, so she wouldn -(TM)t get
the ultimate.  Just loss of her blouse and bra.  But even that was too much
for the youngster.  She couldn -(TM)t let people see her topless, could
she? "Now you will lose your blouse and bra for a week," the headmistress
said.  "Take them off now." Linda gazed at her in despair.  "But I wasn
-(TM)t smoking," she insisted.  "Someone..." "Right!" barked the woman.  "I
-(TM)ve had enough of this.  You know the penalty for smoking, yet you
chose not to take it.  The penalty for lying is worse, as you know." "But
I..." Linda stared at her in horror.  "You can -(TM)t mean..." "Loss of all
clothing and underwear for two weeks.  Now place them on my desk!" "But
I..." "Any further argument and the penalty is doubled.  Now, you have one
minute." Linda felt the panic rising inside her.  She was trapped now. 
Whoever had intended this trick had got even more than she had bargained
for.  She stared pleadingly at the woman, but only got a stony stare back.
Her fingers shaking, she reached for the buttons of her blouse. Linda felt
her cheeks burning as she pulled the blouse open, revealing the white
cotton bra she wore underneath.  She placed the blouse on the headmistress
-(TM)s desk, then her hands dropped to her dark skirt, pulling down the
zipper and letting it fall to her feet.  She picked it up and placed it
with the blouse. There was a full length mirror on the wall beside her, and
the image of her standing in this businesslike study wearing only her
underwear sent a shiver through the youngster. "Come on!" Feeling tears
welling in her eyes, Linda reached behind her and unhooked her bra.  As she
let it fall from her firm young breasts she was only too aware of the
stiffness of her nipples, protruding forward like hard brown nuts as she
felt the woman -(TM)s gaze upon them.  She hooked her thumbs into her
knickers. It was at that moment that she remembered her complete lack of
pubic hair.  She froze as she thought of the totally sluttish appearance of
her sex. "Linda, you have five seconds, or the punishment doubles!" "But
I..." "Five seconds!  Four...  three!" With a small moan of despair, the
lovely young teenager pulled her pants down over her legs and off.  As she
straightened, she heard a gasp of surprise from the woman. "Well I never!
What kind of girl are you?"

   Linda -(TM)s cheeks burned.  She wanted to say what had happened, but
couldn -(TM)t bring herself to do so.  All she could do was stand, her head
hung in shame, her denuded body on open view. The headmistress stared at
her for a short time longer, and then shook her head. "Well, if that -(TM)s
how you choose to look, it -(TM)s up to you," she said.  "Now I suggest you
take a quiet half hour in the school contemplating what a wicked girl you
are before you return to your house." Linda knew this was the nearest thing
she could expect to an act of kindness.  The school would be deserted at
this time of day, with the boarders back in their houses and the day girls
having left.  Still, it was little comfort to her as she turned and caught
sight of herself in the mirror, her nakedness accentuated by the sensible
shoes and socks that she still wore. "Go on, off you go.  And remember,
under punishment you must act in exactly the same way as if you were fully
clothed." "Y-yes Ma -(TM)am." All Linda -(TM)s instincts told her to cover
herself with her hands.  To sneak out of the headmistress -(TM)s study and
scuttle to the nearest cover.  But she knew that, to do so under the
watchful eye of the schoolmistress would be to invite further punishment,
and she dare not do that.  Walking stiffly, only too aware of how she
looked, the lovely young teenager opened the door and stepped out.



   Linda -(TM)s Change A Cronenville story by Lia Anderssen

   Chapter 3 Linda -(TM)s heart was pounding as she made her way down the
corridor, scarcely aware of where she was going, as the enormity of her
situation overwhelmed her.  She was destined to stay totally nude for the
next two weeks, and was expected to go about her daily duties as if nothing
was unusual.  She thanked her lucky stars that she had had no plans to
leave school premises before the punishment had been imposed.  Any such
plans would have been an obligation upon her now, and she shuddered at the
thought of what might have been had she been on a sports team or had signed
up for an excursion. Then something strange happened.  As she walked,
gazing guiltily right and left, the youngster became aware of another
sensation that was stirring inside her.  Her pert nipples were stiff,
standing out like hard knobs.  She tried to tell herself that it was the
cold that was making them do so, but there was something else.  A strange
warm wetness was seeping into her vagina, a feeling that she knew meant
only one thing. Linda was becoming aroused. At first it seemed scarcely
credible to the girl.  Here she was, her naked pussy, bare breasts and
backside on open display to anyone she encountered.  It should be shame,
above all, that she felt.  Yet, although she was undeniably ashamed, she
was also turned on, the dampness inside her increasing as she walked alone
along the empty corridors. Then she became aware of a noise ahead of her.
At first it had been faint, but now it grew louder.  It was the sound of
voices, male voices, shouting excitedly. Linda came to a halt, her stomach
churning as she realized that, somewhere up ahead, a team game of some sort
was in progress.  But what could it be?  There were certainly no
Cronenville girls about at this time.  Besides, the girls from the
expensive boarding school would never be so raucous. Whatever it was, Linda
wanted to stay clear of the sound.  She guessed that it must be coming from
the gymnasium, and she was very close to that part of the building. 
Suddenly seized by panic, she turned and made her way quickly up a flight
of stairs.  There, as she had expected, she found herself alone once more.
Yet, even in her current state, the youngster was curious as to who could
be in the gym.  She knew that there were a number of rooms that overlooked
that part of the building.  They were occasionally used as studies, though
most were empty or used for storage.  She could slip into one of the rooms
and see who was down there.  This had the added advantage of being a
legitimate excuse for getting out of the corridor, where she still felt
incredibly exposed. She tried one of the doors.  It opened and, sure
enough, had a window that overlooked the gym.  The room was fairly dark and
stacked with cardboard boxes and other paraphernalia.  She closed the door
and made her way cautiously toward the window.  There was a table in front
of it and she leaned over and glanced down. There were about thirty boys
down there, all wearing an identical red soccer uniform.  Almost all were
black or dark-skinned.  It was a rough game, with much shouting and
swearing, quite out of keeping with what would normally be going on in the
gym. Then she remembered.  On occasional nights, the school opened the gym
to kids from one of the schools from the nearby city.  It was a community
service scheme.  Most of these youngsters were from underprivileged homes
and their schools had neither gyms nor playing fields.  So they would be
bussed out to the schools around the city and allowed to use their
facilities.  Normally the girls were kept well away from these rough, tough
street kids, and Linda had never actually seen them at the school before.
Now, as she stared down at them, she became even more aware of her nudity,
and a shiver ran through her at the thought of being seen like this. Yet
still, she couldn -(TM)t ignore the heat inside her as she watched the
virile young men running about the gym, shouting and laughing.  There was
something undeniably exciting about their presence.  Almost unconsciously,
Linda felt the fingers sliding round her hips and seeking out her moist
vagina. She gave a little gasp as her hand came into contact with the hard
bud of her clitoris.  She glanced down at herself and shivered at the sight
she knew she made.  She pressed her finger harder against her sex lips,
penetrating her vagina, a wave of excitement sweeping through her as she
touched herself down there.  As she did so, she stared down at the laughing
young men, imagining herself down there with them, letting them look at her
lovely young body, spreading her legs so they could see her vagina,
enjoying the scent of their testosterone as they crowded about her. She
shook her head.  What was she thinking?  For a moment she removed the
hand, feeling suddenly guilty at her wantonness.  After all, this was
awful. It couldn -(TM)t possibly be turning her on, could it?  Then her
fingers were back between her legs, rubbing hard at her sex, her knees
bending slightly as she began to masturbate in earnest. "Shit!" "Sweet
lady." The voices were so close that Linda -(TM)s entire body leapt, her
fingers snatched away from her vagina.  She spun round and gasped as she
saw the faces staring at her. The two young men had been seated in the
corner of the room amongst a pile of cardboard boxes.  They had obviously
been seeking a place to get away from the game being played below.  Now the
pair of black youths, clad in the red soccer strip of their comrades, rose
to their feet, their faces swathed in grins. Lisa stood, her feet rooted to
the floor, her right arm wrapped across her breasts while her left hand
covered her hairless sex.  She was too shocked to move as she stared into
the faces of the black teenagers. "We heard the girls from here sometimes
go about flashing their pussies," said one of the pair.  He was about
eighteen, Linda estimated, tall and strong, his skin the color of ebony,
his eyes wide as they took in her lovely curves. "I guess these rich kids
ain -(TM)t got no shame," said his partner.  "C -(TM)mon baby, take your
hands away." "Y-you -(TM)re not supposed to be in here," stammered the
naked girl.  She glanced at the door, but the two young men were between
her and it. The first of the men saw the glance. "Hey babe," he said.  "You
can go if you want.  Shit, we ain -(TM)t gonna rape you." " -(TM)Course we
-(TM)ll have to take you down to meet all our buddies," said his companion.
"And we -(TM)ll have to tell them how excited you were to see them."
"Wh-what do you mean?" "Hell, we saw you was friggin -(TM) yourself.  I
guess the sight of all those black guys was too much for you." "I...  You
mustn -(TM)t tell," she said. The pair moved closer. "What?  Do we look
like a pair of snitches?  No, we just want to see some more." "More?"
"Sure. Now take your hands away." "But I..." "Unless you want to come and
meet our buddies?" "No.  I..." Linda felt the words die on her lips.  She
stared at the pair.  She was mortified to be standing naked before them,
but the thought of all the other boys seeing her, and hearing of her
disgraceful behavior was more than she could bear. "Just to look, not to
touch," she said. "Sure." Slowly, her cheeks burning, Linda let her hands
drop to her sides.  The sense of the men -(TM)s eyes upon her nude body was
almost physical, and she felt her nipples pucker to hardness as she stood
before them, baring all. "Shit, a shaved pussy," said one.  "Open your legs
and give us a better look." Linda hesitated for a second, and then moved
her legs apart.  As she did so, a surge of excitement ran through her and
she shivered slightly as she watched their eyes staring intently at her
bare sex. "This turning you on, baby?"  The young man was grinning broadly
as his eyes roved from Linda -(TM)s stiff nipples down to the lips of her
sex.  The coolness she felt down there told the young beauty that a sheen
of moisture now coated those lips, and she gritted her teeth, wondering at
the recalcitrance of her body. "C -(TM)mon, Honey," said the other boy. 
"You was horny just now.  Show us what you were doing" She felt the color
in her cheeks deepen. "I...  I can -(TM)t." she stammered. "Sure you can.
You know you want to.  Touch yourself down there." Linda eyed the pair, her
body shaking slightly as she stood, baring all.  She couldn -(TM)t
understand what was turning her on so.  Her nipples were tingling with
excitement, the inner walls of her sex contracting as she stood under the
gaze of these two rough youngsters.  She stared momentarily at their faces.
Then, her hand trembling, she reached down for her pussy.

   She gave a low moan as her fingers came into contact with the swollen
bud of her clitoris.  She ran the tips over it, the pulses of excitement
surging through her naked body as she began to masturbate.  She could
scarcely credit what she was doing.  Half an hour ago she had been dressed
in full uniform, going about her normal day.  Now she was nude apart from
her shoes and socks, standing with her legs apart, her knees bent, her
fingers embedded in her throbbing vagina whilst two strangers looked on. 
And all the time the excitement inside her was building to an inevitable
orgasm. "Shit, that feel good, baby?" "Mmm" she nodded. "I reckon we can
make it better.  C -(TM)mon Larry." With a shock, the teenager felt her
arms grabbed, as the two men pulled her back and sat her on the edge of the
table. "No, you mustn -(TM)t.  I...  Oh!" Linda -(TM)s entire body shook as
she felt a rough, male hand slide up the inside of her creamy, soft thigh
and touch her nether lips.  She looked down to see that one of the pair had
dropped to his knees and reached for her pussy, pressing her thighs apart
and sliding a finger into her vagina.

   "No, please," she murmured, even as the other man -(TM)s hand closed
over her bare breast and began to knead the soft flesh. Linda groaned, her
body writhing under the intimate touches of the two boys.  All resistance
was gone, now as she surrendered to the intimacy of their touches.  Her
body was on fire with lust, her hips pumping forward, her breath coming in
short gasps as the sheer pleasure of their caresses overcame her.









   Linda -(TM)s Change A Cronenville story by Lia Anderssen

   Chapter 4 She came with a moan, her body stiff, her legs spread wide,
her hips ramming up against the fingers that thrust into her.  So absorbed
in her carnal pleasure was she that she didn -(TM)t hear the door open, nor
did she register a fourth person entering the room.  It was only when she
felt the powerful beam of a flashlight shining on her face that she
suddenly looked up.

   Then she gave a little scream of dismay. "Well, well.  If it isn -(TM)t
Linda.  Having fun, are you?" It was Anne Banks, school prefect. Linda
blinked into the flashlight, her face a picture of dismay.  The two boys
had withdrawn their hands but the unhappy youngster was still in the throes
of her orgasm, her hips writhing, her sex lips twitching as drops of
moisture trickled out onto the table top.  The other girl stood watching, a
grin on her face as the naked teenager slowly brought herself under
control. At last the panting subsided and Linda drew her legs together, her
face glowing with embarrassment as she rose slowly to her feet.  Once again
her instincts told her to cover herself, but the presence of the school
prefect inhibited her and she let her arms fall to her sides, her head hung
in shame. Anne turned her attention to the two black boys.  They were
standing, looking slightly sheepish, although they still couldn -(TM)t keep
their eyes of the lovely, naked white girl standing before them. "What are
you two doing up here?" she asked them. "Just hanging out." What do you
think?" she asked, gesturing to the still blushing Linda. "She -(TM)s a
hell of a chick." "Hell of a pussy," said the other, giving a grunt of
laughter. "She sure as hell seems to like you two," said Anne.  "Tell me
what happened." The pair described Linda -(TM)s arrival in the room, and
how they had watched her .  When they mentioned she had been masturbating,
the prefect turned to the teenager. "That true?  You were really frigging
yourself in front of these two?" Linda nodded, still unable to meet the
other girl -(TM)s gaze. Ann questioned the pair for a while longer, then
nodded her head, apparently satisfied with what she had heard. "You -(TM)d
better go back to your pals," she said to them. The two were clearly
relieved that they were not to be punished for their behavior, exchanging
glances as they made their way to the door. "Don -(TM)t worry," said one of
them.  "We won -(TM)t tell anyone what happened." Anne laughed.  "Tell who
you like.  She won -(TM)t care.  Her name -(TM)s Linda Edwards, did she
tell you that?" "No ma -(TM)am.  Hey Linda, you have sweet tits and pussy."
"That -(TM)s a nice thing to say."  The prefect turned to Linda.  "Aren
-(TM)t you going to say thank you?" Linda bit her lip.  "Thank you," she
muttered. "And what about your orgasm?  You seemed to be enjoying it." The
color in Linda -(TM)s cheeks deepened.  "And thank you for the orgasm."
"Good girl.  Off you go guys.  Tell your buddies what a slut Linda is."
Linda opened her mouth to protest at this remark, and then she thought
better of it.  Instead she stood quietly, listening to the laughter of the
two boys as they set off down the corridor. Anne turned to the naked girl.
"So, what do you think the headmistress will say about this?" Linda looked
at her in horror.  "Are you going to tell her?" "Of course.  It -(TM)s my
duty as a prefect to tell her when a girl misbehaves.  Having two
roughnecks from the ghetto feeling up your tits and cunt isn -(TM)t exactly
the behavior expected of a pupil at Cronenville" "But I..."   "You were
loving it, Linda.  You were acting like a common slut, no better than those
awful boys.  You were having a orgasm when I came in, weren -(TM)t you?"
Linda said nothing, feeling vulnerable and humiliated before Anne.  She
wished desperately she hadn -(TM)t lost her clothes.  Somehow her nudity
made it doubly difficult to stand up to the prefect. "Please don -(TM)t
tell," she said quietly." "But it -(TM)s my duty.  Other girls have been
punished in the way you -(TM)re being, but they managed to retain some
dignity." "I don -(TM)t know what came over me.  I..." "I suppose it -(TM)s
a case of like mother, like daughter." Linda looked up sharply.  "What do
you mean?" "You know what I mean,"  Anne sneered.  "Your mother seduced my
dad and then led him off." Again Linda couldn -(TM)t offer an answer.
"There -(TM)s only one hope for you, young lady," said Anne.  "We need to
get to the bottom of your real nature." "I don -(TM)t understand." "This
weekend I -(TM)m going to ask if my mother and I can take you out." "What?"
"After all, my mother -(TM)s a teacher.  The headmistress will allow it."
"But I..." "It -(TM)s either that or we march straight to her office right
now.  I might even ask those two roughs to come with us." "No, please."
"Then how about it?" Linda stared at the girl.  Why would she possibly want
her to spend the weekend with her?  It was perfectly true that, as Anne
-(TM)s mother was a member of staff, no further permission would be
required.  Then another thought struck her.  The punishment was for two
weeks.  That meant she would have to remain naked during the weekend.  She
eyed the other girl.  There was no doubt in her mind that Anne intended to
humiliate her.  She had desperately wanted to stay in school for the
duration of her punishment.  To hide away as best she could.  But, seeing
the other girl -(TM)s expression, she knew she had little choice.  The
other option was to face the headmistress, and she couldn -(TM)t do that.
"All right," she said quietly.  "I -(TM)ll come with you this weekend." The
other girl smiled.  "I thought you might," she said.  She moved closer to
the smaller girl, reaching out and running a hand over her bare breast.
"Who knows?  You might enjoy it.  Come on." She turned and opened the door.
Outside Linda could still hear the shouts of the boys.  Evidently their
game had ended and they were thronging the corridor below. Anne led the way
from the room, walking across to the top of the stairs.  Linda held back.
She was sure the shouts and laughter were coming from right below. "Come
on," urged Anne again. "But those boys..." "You -(TM)re under punishment,
remember?  Don -(TM)t make me go to the headmistress about this." "Couldn
-(TM)t we wait until they -(TM)ve gone?" The prefect shook her head. 
"Come." Linda -(TM)s legs felt weak as she descended the stairs beside the
other girl.  As they reached the bottom and stepped into the corridor, they
were suddenly in the midst of about a dozen boys all dressed in the soccer
outfits.  The boys had been shouting and laughing but, as the lovely, naked
girl stepped into their midst, their voices died.

   Anne strode through the gang of youngsters, with Linda padding along at
her side.  The naked girl -(TM)s cheeks were crimson as she made her way
past the grinning boys, her lovely breasts bouncing with every step, here
eyes cast down as she tried not to think of the sight she made. Linda
wanted to get away as quickly as she could, and she gave a gasp of dismay
as Anne took her arm and pulled her to a halt right in the middle of the
gang of leering young men. "That notice on the board is out of date," she
said.  "I -(TM)ll just take it down." Linda gazed at her in disbelief as
she turned to the notice board and began rearranging the notices.  Seeing
that the nude beauty was going nowhere, the black youths moved closer to
her, nudging one another and grinning as their eyes took her in. "Shit, don
-(TM)t there upper-class girls no nothing about shame?" said one. "She sure
has pretty tits, though." "I never saw a naked girl with a shaved pussy
before." "You just never saw a naked girl before." "So take a good look. 
She don -(TM)t mind." "Look at those nipples.  They -(TM)re stiff as hell."
Linda simply stood, her hands at her sides, her cheeks glowing as the
giggling youths surrounded her.  Anne was taking forever to rearrange the
notice board, and the teenager was becoming more embarrassed by the second
at her predicament.  Yet still there was an odd sense of arousal, a
perverse exhibitionism that was welling up inside her.  To be standing,
stark naked before these savvy city kids, her breasts ass and cunt on
display was somehow exciting in a way she couldn -(TM)t understand, an
excitement that caused her nipples to stand out stiffly and her sex to weep
juices, so that she felt sure that the wetness must be visible. It was.  As
Anne turned away from the board at last, her eyes dropped to Linda -(TM)s
crotch and she grinned. "Your cunt -(TM)s wet, Linda," she said in a loud
voice.  "All the guys can see." As she spoke the words, the hapless
teenager felt a trickle of moisture run down her inner thigh.  For what
seemed a lifetime, Anne paused as the boys gathered round, their eyes fixed
on Linda -(TM)s hairless cunt.  Then, at last, the prefect took her young
charge by the arm and led her through the grinning boys. As they headed off
down the corner, the sway of Linda -(TM)s bare behind bringing whistles
from the watching boys she leaned across to her naked companion.  "I think
you might enjoy the weekend after all, little slut," she whispered.











   Linda -(TM)s Change A Cronenville story by Lia Anderssen

   Chapter 5 "Okay, girls, you get out here.  I presume you -(TM)ll be
making your own way home?" "Sure Mother.  Come on, Linda, out you get."
Linda stared at Anne in disbelief.  "But we -(TM)re in the middle of town,"
she stammered.  "I thought at least we -(TM)d be going to your house." "We
are.  But Mother has a hair appointment, so I said we -(TM)d make our own
way." "But I -(TM)m..." "Naked?  That -(TM)s pretty obvious.  I thought you
were enjoying it." "Please I..." "Come on girls.  I don -(TM)t want to be
late for my appointment." Linda looked into the face of Anne -(TM)s mother,
and could see the amusement in her eyes as she let them travel over the
naked girl -(TM)s lovely young body.  She had no illusions that this woman
hated her mother, and was enjoying this opportunity to get back at her
through her daughter.  She let her own eyes drop to her bare breasts, the
prominent nipples stiff, then down to her shaven pussy, her thick cunt lips
on open view.  Then the door next to her was opened and she knew she would
be obliged to get out. The last two days had been among the most
embarrassing of her life.  She had found little sympathy amongst the other
girls in the school, who had greeted her nudity with amusement, giggling
and nudging one another as they pointed at her shaven crotch and bouncing
breasts.  Even the teachers had seemed entertained by the sight of the
young beauty; and had made sure she faced maximum exposure during lessons,
constantly calling her to the front of the class so that her nudity was on
view to all. But what was happening now was the thing that she had dreaded
most.  When Anne had told the headmistress she was inviting her for the
weekend, the woman had not hesitated in agreeing.  Linda had wanted to
object, but she knew she daren -(TM)t have Anne tell all about what had
happened with the two boys.  How she had been found naked, her legs spread,
whilst they played with her breasts and thrust their fingers into her wet
pussy, bringing her a shattering orgasm.  So it had been with some
reluctance that she had allowed herself to climb into Anne -(TM)s car on
that Friday night and be driven out of the relative privacy of the school
and into the open world.  Now, as she gazed out into the town -(TM)s main
street she felt her stomach knot as she realized she had no choice but to
climb from the car. She eased herself from her seat, only too aware that
she was obliged to open her legs as she did so, affording a perfect view of
her shaven pussy.  Already she had noticed some of the passers-by looking
in her direction, jaws dropping as they saw that she wore nothing but shoes
and socks.  The town, in which she had lived for some years, had been made
aware that the by-laws had been changed to allow for girls under punishment
from Cronenville school to legally walk the streets naked, but she knew she
was the first girl to actually do so, and she shivered as she straightened
up on the sidewalk, her lithe young body on total display to all. Anne
looked her up and down and giggled.  "This should give you a thrill," she
said.  "Come on." She began to walk down the street.  Linda hesitated for a
moment, but she knew she daren -(TM)t be alone in this vulnerable state, so
she followed the girl.  Somehow being with Anne made the experience even
more degrading, to be walking stark naked alongside a fully clad girl mad
her feel even more slutty, and she felt the heat in her cheeks rise at the
stares of the passers-by. Fortunately it was not too busy, and the majority
of the people around were women.  Still she felt terrible shame as they
stared at her, some shaking their heads in disbelief, some clearly offended
by what they saw, others laughing at her discomfort.  The few men she
passed simply stared at her with obvious interest, making no attempt to
hide their attention as they let their eyes travel from her pert, bouncing
breasts down to her prominent shaven pussy. Yet, even in this shameful
situation Linda could feel a perverse excitement rising inside her as she
walked naked along the street.  She couldn -(TM)t understand why, but a
latent exhibitionism was coming to the fore as she felt the eyes on her
most private places and, to her alarm, she once again felt the sensation of
wetness seeping into her vagina. "Come on, let -(TM)s go in here." Linda
had scarcely registered where they were going as they walked down the
street, but now her eyes widened as Anne pulled open the door of a shop. 
It was a sex emporium. "I...  I can -(TM)t go in there," stammered the
teenager. "Why, you enjoying being on the street like that?  I guessed it
was turning you on." Linda -(TM)s cheeks reddened at the remark.  Was she
really that obvious?  Then she caught sight of her reflection in the shop
window and realized that her nipples were swollen and stiff, a clear
betrayal of her arousal. "No, it -(TM)s just that..." "You never been in a
sex shop before?  "Come on then.  This place will be right up your street,
slut." Linda hesitated for a moment longer, but she knew she couldn -(TM)t
stay on the street alone with her breasts and cunt bare.  Reluctantly she
followed Anne into the shop. Inside was racks of magazines, none of which
she had ever seen before.  Every cover depicted naked or semi-naked women
in libidinous poses.  Linda was slightly shocked at what she saw.  Beyond
the magazine racks were shelves bearing other merchandise, much of which
was mysterious to the innocent youngster.  At the far end was a counter
behind which stood a man.  He was Asian in appearance, about forty years
old.  He looked up, and Linda saw his eyebrows rise as he took in the
luscious curves of the naked teenager. "Hi Mister Patli," said Anne.  "This
is my friend Linda.  She -(TM)s a bit of a slut, I -(TM)m afraid, as you
can see." Linda opened her mouth to deny the remark, then closed it again.
She wanted to cover her breasts and cunt with her hands, but knew she mustn
-(TM)t, so she stood, her cheeks glowing whilst the man ran his eyes over
her naked flesh, his gaze dropping to her shaved sex with obvious interest.
Then he turned and picked a magazine from the rack.  He beckoned to Linda,
who stayed where she was, staring nervously at him. "Go on, girl," said
Anne.  Mister Patli wants to show you something." Linda moved forward
nervously, and looked down at the magazine that the grinning man was
holding out to her.  It was called  -~Shaven Sluts -(TM) and the cover
showed a picture of two naked women, both with hairless crotches, touching
one another up. Anne gave a laugh.  "Why that -(TM)s perfect for you. 
Maybe you should take out a subscription." She opened the magazine on the
counter top and began leafing through it.  All of the pages were covered in
photos of nude women performing lesbian acts on one another, their legs
spread wide as they explored each other -(TM)s shaven pussies.  Linda
looked down with a mixture of shock and embarrassment as she looked at the
images.  Yet, despite her shame, she couldn -(TM)t help experiencing a
sensation of arousal as she looked at the pictures and imagined her own
breasts and sex being caressed so intimately. "Fancy a bit of lesbian fun
do you?" asked Anne, staring pointedly at Linda -(TM)s erect nipples.  The
youngster closed her eyes, unable to look into the faces of the girl or the
shopkeeper. "Anyhow we -(TM)re not here for a magazine, Mister Patli," said
Anne.  "The girls at school clubbed together to buy something to keep us
amused in the evenings." "What kind of thing, please?" asked the man.
"Something long that vibrates." "Hmm, I have just the thing over here." The
man led the two girls across the shop to where a series of shelves stood.
Linda -(TM)s jaw dropped as she took in the myriad shapes, sizes and styles
of dildos displayed on the shelves.  She just stood, staring numbly as Anne
began picking them up and looking at them. "He -(TM)s got quite a
collection, hasn -(TM)t he?" The voice mad Linda jump and she turned to see
a man standing, eyeing her up and down.  He was in his late thirties,
balding slightly, a grin on his face.  He had clearly been behind one of
the magazine racks when they had come in.  Now he moved in between the two
girls, and began pointing at various boxes. "That one I -(TM)ve heard is
pretty good.  See the roughness of the rubber.  That -(TM)s supposed to
give a heightened sensation.  This one here is meant to vibrate well,
though.  And what about this one, with a clitty tickler?" Anne laughed. 
"You seem to know a lot about them." "Oh, I -(TM)m a regular customer in
here, ain -(TM)t that so Mister Patli?" The shopkeeper nodded.  "Always
buying gifts for your girlfriends," he added. "Hey, Mister Patli," said the
man.  "Maybe they could try some of these out?" The Asian looked at him
then smiled broadly.  "Of course, why not? Linda looked at him, then at the
other man.  Both were staring at her naked body.  She felt a sudden chill
run through her. "Anne.  We can -(TM)t..." "That -(TM)s a great idea," put
in the girl.  "Which ones do you recommend?" The man looked at the shelves,
then down at Linda -(TM)s crotch. "Nice tight young pussy," he said.  "Open
your legs and let me have a better look." "What?" "Come on, girl, do as he
says," snapped Anne.  "We haven -(TM)t got all day you know." "But I..."
"Do it!" Linda stared at the girl for a moment longer, then at the two men,
whose expectant expressions sent a shiver through her.  Then, reluctantly,
she moved her legs apart. "A bit wider," said the man.  As he spoke he
dropped to one knee in front of the naked girl and fixed his gaze on her
pussy.  Linda knew that her t labia and clitoris were clearly visible to
him now, and she felt a wave of shame as she spread her legs still wider.
"Hmm, we ain -(TM)t gonna need any lubrication, anyhow," remarked the man.
The words sent a new shiver through Linda -(TM)s body as she realized that
he could see the juices that were seeping from her cunt and could tell that
she was perversely aroused by the situation. "Yeah," put in Anne.  "She
sure enjoys having her tits and cunt on display." The man turned back to
the shelf.  He picked off a smooth, shiny tube and a long, black,
rough-looking instrument shaped like an erect penis with what looked like a
hook at the base. "These are the ones I -(TM)d suggest," he said, holding
them up for the girls to see.  Linda eyed them with a mixture of
trepidation and excitement, once again feeling her pussy walls twitch as if
in anticipation of what was to come. "Come into my back room," said Mister
Patli, indicating a door behind the counter.  Linda stood for a moment,
unable to move.  Then Anne was grasping her arm. "C -(TM)mon, slut," she
said.  "I bet you -(TM)re gonna enjoy this."



   Linda -(TM)s Change A Cronenville story by Lia Anderssen

   Chapter 6 They went through the door into a small parlor and kitchen
behind the shop.  It was sparsely furnished, with a large table in the
middle.  The man indicated the table. "Sit on there," he said to Linda.
"Look, I -(TM)m not sure," began the nervous girl. "Oh for god -(TM)s sake
get on with it," said Anne.  "Can -(TM)t you see these guys are doing you a
favor?  Get on the damned table." Linda moved forward to the edge of the
table, then turned round.  She hesitated a moment longer, then pulled
herself up, so she was sitting on the edge, the rough wood feeling cool
against her bare behind. The man moved up beside her, placing the dildos on
the table. "Now lie back and spread your legs," he said.  "Let -(TM)s see
that wet pussy." She stared up at him.  His lips were spread in a broad
grin, his eyes fixed on her shaven crotch.  Her cheeks burning, she parted
her knees slightly. "No," said Anne.  "Spread them wide.  You ain -(TM)t
embarrassed are you?  These guys have seen a cunt before." Linda bit her
lip.  Then, slowly, she spread her legs, aware of the perfect view she was
giving of her vagina. "Shit, she is wet," said the man.  I guess she -(TM)s
enjoying this more than she -(TM)s letting on.  Which one shall I start
with?" "This, I think," said Anne.  She picked up the smooth tube and
handed it to him. "Yeah," he said.  "I -(TM)m told the great thing about
this one is the vibrations." He leaned over the naked teenager and,
reaching out, ran the tip of the object over Linda -(TM)s nipples.  The
girl stiffened at the contact, avoiding his eyes as he gazed down at her.
"You see, it doesn -(TM)t do much switched off," he said.  "But take a look
at the difference when it -(TM)s on." With that he twisted the base of the
dildo, and at once it emitted a harsh buzzing sound. "Here, Mister Patli,
he said, passing it across the table.  "See how it works on her tits now."
The Asian took the buzzing object and glanced down at the youngster.  Then
he reached out, running the tip of the smooth vibrator across Linda -(TM)s
nipple. This time the response was immediate, the beauty giving an
involuntary moan as her nipple stiffened to full erectness at once.  Again
she bit her lip, trying to blot from her mind what would have been an
exquisite sensation had she not been in such a shameful situation. "There
you go," put in the man.  "See how hard her nipples are?  You -(TM)re
loving that, ain -(TM)t you baby?  Here Mister Patli, do the same to the
other one." It was all Linda could do to stay still as her left nipple was
now rubbed by the throbbing tool, sending another thrill of arousal through
her.  A thrill that was as unwelcome as the first.  She couldn -(TM)t
believe the recalcitrance of her young body, the way it responded to this
totally unwanted attention by the men. "It -(TM)s the same with the cunt,"
the man went on.  "I think her teats are as stiff as they -(TM)re ever
going to get.  Pass it over here." The grinning shopkeeper gave him back
the phallus, and he twisted the base again, turning it off.  "Now watch the
effect," he said. He moved the tube down between Linda -(TM)s open thighs.
The girl stiffened, determined not to show any emotion, just wishing they
would leave her.  She suppressed a gasp as she felt the cool plastic
pressing against her sex lips.  Then he pushed, and her vagina was suddenly
filled.  She closed her eyes, her cheeks glowing even redder as she
contemplated the sight she must make. "See, it -(TM)s inside her, but
nothing much of a reaction," the man said.  He gave a little laugh.  "Maybe
she -(TM)s used to having something up there." The others laughed too. 
Linda wanted to cry out, to deny that she would normally be allowing her
body to be exploited in such a way. Then he turned the vibrator on. Linda
gasped aloud as she felt the object begin to throb deep inside her vagina.
It was like nothing she had ever experienced before, her body stiffening as
the waves of pure sexual pleasure drove through her lovely young body.
"Looks like she -(TM)s enjoying that," said Anne.  "What do you think,
babe?" "Yeah," said the man.  "How do you like it?" "It-it -(TM)s..." Linda
couldn -(TM)t find the words.  She dare not tell them how much pleasure the
dildo was giving her.  She was already totally ashamed at what was
happening to her. "Okay, let -(TM)s try the other one," said Anne. The man
slid the vibrating object from Linda -(TM)s vagina, bringing a fresh gasp
from the naked youngster as his fingers brushed her open sex.  She fought
to keep her bottom from writhing as she tried to regain her composure. "Now
this one -(TM)s a bit different," said the man, holding up the long, thick
false penis.  "The vibrations are softer but the thing itself is rough.  I
-(TM)m told that gives more of a sensation.  Let -(TM)s see." As Linda
watched in trepidation, he twisted the base of the dildo and it began to
emit a low hum. "Keep those legs apart," he said.  Then he moved the black
tube down between her open thighs. Once again the teenager was unable to
suppress a gasp as she felt the throbbing tip rub against the lips of her
sex.  Unlike the previous tube, this one was rough and rubbery, bringing
new thrills to the girl as he pressed it against her. "This one -(TM)s a
bit harder to force inside," said the man.  "It -(TM)s a good thing her
cunt -(TM)s so wet.  See, I just need to twist it as I push it up her."
Linda bit her lip as she felt the thick, rubbery dildo slide deeper and
deeper into her vagina.  The roughness was extraordinary as it ran over the
walls of her sex.  She fought to retain her control, hating the way her
body was responding to this humiliating treatment.  She could hardly
believe that such shameful behavior could arouse her, yet the sensation of
having a sex toy pressed into her was extraordinary.  Even more
extraordinary was the way her nakedness was arousing her.  Normally she
would have expected herself to be overcome by shame, but somehow, having
people see her bare breasts and sex was turning her on in a way she had
never imagined possible.

   "She -(TM)s enjoying this one," said the man.  "And watch what happens
when I move it back and forth." He began to pump the vibrating dildo up
Linda -(TM)s open vagina, bringing new sensations of sexual pleasure to the
girl.  She was losing control now, her hips thrust upwards against the
object, her breath coming in short gasps as the virtual fucking overcame
her. "Then there -(TM)s the final advantage of this one," said the man. 
"See, when I push it all the way in, the clitoris teaser starts to do its
stuff." All at once he was twisting the instrument and pressing it harder.
Then Linda gave a muffled cry as the knob at the hook at the base of the
phallus came into contact with her swollen clitoris. It was like nothing
the young beauty had ever experienced, the thick, throbbing object filling
her cunt deliciously whilst the very center of her desire was being
stimulated in an extraordinary way by the hard protrusion.  She as almost
out of control now, her hips gyrating as she thrust her naked pelvis up
against the man -(TM)s hands, her breath coming in short gasps, her bottom
slapping noisily against the table. She came with a shout, her cries
echoing about the room as her whole body shook with desire, her breasts
shaking, her legs spread wide, her juices flowing freely and dripping from
the base of the dildo.  It was an extraordinary climax and somehow, the
eyes watching her naked body brought an increased excitement to the
gasping, naked teenager. She came down slowly as he continued to thrust the
object into her vagina, her movements becoming less frenzied until she was
done, her breasts rising and falling with her gasps as she stared up
red-faced at the grinning trio. "Well," said Anne.  "It looks like the
little slut preferred that one.  We -(TM)ll take it!"







   Linda -(TM)s Change A Cronenville story by Lia Anderssen Chapter 7

   For a while longer, Linda was left lying on the table, her legs spread,
her open vagina seeping fluid as she recovered from the extraordinary
orgasm she had had in front of these three people.  Then she felt a hand on
her arm.

    -�Time to get up -� said Patli.   -�I must get back into my shop. -�

   He took hold of her hand and pulled her to a sitting position, then
helped her off the table, his hands moving about her body and caressing her
bare breasts as she got to her feet.  Linda knew the man -(TM)s touches
were being watched by Anne and she felt the blood rise in her cheeks as he
toyed briefly with her hard, protruding nipples.

   The man who had brought Linda off, rinsed the dildo under the kitchen
tap, then handed it to Anne, who took it with a smile.

    -�I guess I -(TM)d best pay for this, -� she said.   -�Looks like you
enjoyed that.  Mister. -�

   Linda saw that Anne was staring down at the front of the man -(TM)s
pants, and felt a shiver run through her as she saw the bulge down there.
There was no doubt that this man had an erection, and that it was her
nudity and promiscuity that had brought it about.  Anne saw the teenager
-(TM)s expression, and a new smile crossed her face.

    -�You like having that effect on men? -�

    -�I-I don -(TM)t know what you mean, -� stammered the red-faced beauty.

    -�Sure you do.  Since you -(TM)re responsible, don -(TM)t you think you
should do something about it? -�

    -�Do something? -�

    -�Well, he brought you off when you were obviously horny. -�

   Linda stared wide-eyed at the other girl.

    -�You mean -- -�

    -�Just a hand job.  Mister Patli will let you use one of the booths,
won -(TM)t you Mister? -�

   The Asian grinned.   -�They -(TM)ve been used for that many times. -�

   Linda couldn -(TM)t believe what she was hearing.  She looked at Anne
and the shopkeeper, then across at the man, whose expression had changed
from one of amusement to expectancy as his eyes continued to be fixed on
Linda -(TM)s naked charms.

    -�Go on, -� said Anne.  Otherwise I -(TM)ll have to tell my mother
about what just happened. -�

    -�No, please, -� stammered Linda.  She knew that if a teacher learned
of how she had behaved it would take no time to get back to the
headmistress, and she couldn -(TM)t have that.

    -�Well, then, -� said Anne,  -�I think you should show your gratitude
for the nice way this gentleman saw to your needs.  After all, it -(TM)s
only fair. -�

    -�But I couldn -(TM)t. -�

    -�Sure you could.  Where are the booths, Mister Patli? -�

    -�Follow me. -�

   The shopkeeper led them to a door near the back of the kitchen and
opened it.  They filed through into a narrow corridor.  Linda looked about
herself anxiously.  At one end was a worn, faded curtain that she guessed
led into the main part of the shop.  All down the corridor were doors, with
lewd photographs on them and titles such as  -~Teenage Lust -(TM) and 
-~Girls Go Crazy -(TM).

    -�These are film booths, -� explained Patli.   -�But, in this case I
-(TM)ll allow you to use one. -�

    -�Great, -� said the man.  He took hold of Linda -(TM)s hand.   -�Come
on. -�

    -�No! -� she held back, but he had a firm grip of her.

    -�Go on, Linda, -� insisted Anne.   -�Show a bit of gratitude. -�

   The man pulled open the door of the cubicle and pushed the naked
youngster inside.  As he closed the door, Linda looked about her.  It was a
small, narrow room, not much bigger than a closet.  At one end was a TV
screen, and at the other a low chair.  The walls and floor were gray and
undecorated.  Above a bulb illuminated the room.  She watched as the man
closed the door, then turned to her.

    -�Listen, -� he said,  -�I -(TM)m not a fucking rapist.  If you want
out of here, I -(TM)ll let you. -�

   Linda looked at him.  She did want out, but at the same time, she didn
-(TM)t want to face up to Anne.

    -�Wh-what did you want me to do? -�

    -�To jerk me off.  You ever jerk a guy off before? -�

    -�No. -�

    -�You wanna learn how? -�

   She lowered her eyes.   -�It -(TM)s wrong, -� she said.

    -�No it ain -(TM)t.  It -(TM)s natural. -�

    -�I shouldn -(TM)t. -�

   He moved close to her and ran a hand over her bare breast, rolling the
stiff nipple between finger and thumb.  Linda shivered slightly at the
intimacy of his touch.

    -�Shit, you are sexy, -� he murmured.   -�I -(TM)m gonna have to jerk
off anyhow.  Okay? -�

   Nervously the youngster nodded.

    -�Sit down, babe. -�

   Linda glanced behind her at the seat.  She moved back and sat down
slowly.  The plastic seat felt cool against her bare behind.

    -�Open your legs.  Let me see your pussy. -�

   She looked up at the man, whose eyes were fixed upon her.  Then,
gradually, she parted her thighs, giving him an unrestricted view of her
vagina.

   He undid his jeans and slipped down the zipper, reaching inside. 
Moments later his cock came into view.  It was long and hard, stiff as a
pole, his foreskin drawn slightly back so she could see the eye.  It was
the first time she had ever seen a man -(TM)s penis and, despite herself,
she found herself staring at it in fascination.

   He reached a hand down and wrapped it about his thick erection.  Then he
began moving it back and forth.

    -�God you -(TM)re something, -� he murmured, his eyes fixed on her as
he masturbated.  Linda felt a shiver of excitement as she sensed his
arousal.  She was almost tempted to touch her vagina again.

    -�You wanna try? -� he asked.

    -�I-I -(TM)ve never done it before. -�

    -�It -(TM)s easy.  Here, give me your hand. -�

   Hesitantly the naked teenager held up her hand.  He released his cock,
which jutted stiffly from his jeans, and took hold of the hand, guiding it
to his erection.  Linda wrapped her fingers about it, amazed at how hard it
was, feeling it twitch under her touch.

    -�That -(TM)s it.  Take a firm grip.  Now move your hand. -�

   Slowly at first, the girl began to move his foreskin back and forth.

    -�Like that? -�

    -�Yeah, baby.  A bit faster.  Shit that feels good. -�

   Linda looked up at him.  She could scarcely believe what was happening.
Here she was, sitting naked in front of a complete stranger, a man about
twice her age, masturbating him.  Yet there was something oddly exciting
about what she was doing, and the feel of his cock in her hand brought new
shivers of stimulation to her.

   He was clearly aroused now, his breath shortening, his eyes glued on her
breasts and vagina as she stroked him hard.  She moved her hand back and
forth faster, feeling his erection throb under her fingers.

   Then, without warning, he was coming, a jet of thick semen spurting from
his cock and spattering onto her face.  Linda was shocked and surprised by
the sudden burst of come, yet she continued to work him, her fingers
squeezing his thick organ as another spurt splashed into her face, running
down her cheek and dripping from her chin.

   A third jet flew from his erection, landing on her breast, trickling
down over her pert nipple, then another and another and still she
masturbated the man, looking on in wonder at his semen as it jetted from
him.

   She went on jerking him until the flow had reduced to a dribble, and his
breathing became less labored.  Only then did she sit back, her fingers
still caressing his erection, her naked body dripping with thick, creamy
spunk.

   He looked down at her and smiled.

    -�That really the first time you tossed a guy off? -�

   She nodded, feeling the heat rise in her cheeks as she considered what
she had just done.

    -�Believe me, -� he said.   -�You -(TM)re fucking good at it. -�





   Linda -(TM)s Change A Cronenville story by Lia Anderssen Chapter 8 As
the man pushed open the door of the cubicle, Linda found herself shrinking
back once more, knowing she would have to face Anne again, and knowing what
the senior girl would think of her.  And there was no denying what she had
done.  The thick sperm that had ejected from the man -(TM)s cock was all
over her face and body.  There could be no doubt that she had been spunked
over, and the gob that ran down her fingers was proof that her ejaculation
n had been caused by her.

   Anne was reading the notice outside one of the film booths, and when she
turned to face Linda her jaw dropped.

    -�Shit, did he really have that much spunk in him?  You -(TM)re
covered, you little slut.  What did you do? -�

   Linda didn -(TM)t answer, her cheeks glowing as she thought of how she
must look.

    -�I-I need to go back in that room and clean up, -� she muttered.

    -�Too late.  Mister Patli keeps that door locked.  C -(TM)mon, back
into the store. -�

    -�But I can -(TM)t. -�

    -�Where else you gonna go?  Can -(TM)t stay here. -�

   Even as she spoke one of the cubicles opened and a middle-aged man
emerged.  He stopped short at the sight of the naked youngster.

    -�Shit.  Didn -(TM)t know Patli offered a jerking off service.  Wanna
do me? -�

   Linda shook her head, shrinking back as the man -(TM)s eyes took in her
spunk-covered body.

    -�See what I mean? -� said Anne.   -�You stay here you -(TM)re gonna
end up jerking off men all afternoon.  Still, I guess you -(TM)ll enjoy
that won -(TM)t you? -�

   She turned to the man Linda had brought off.

    -�She any good? -�

    -�Sure. -� The man grinned.   -�It -(TM)s been quite an experience. 
Gotta go, though.  I -(TM)ll see you around, sexy. -�

   He gave Linda a slap on her bare behind.  Then he was past them and
heading out of the shop.

    -�I have to clean up, -� Linda said again.

    -�C -(TM)mon then, -� said Anne.

   She led the humiliated youngster back into the sex shop.  Once again
Linda was in for a shock.  Whereas it had been almost empty before, now
there were at least a dozen customers, all men.  As they caught sight of
her their expressions told her their desires, their eyes hungrily devouring
her breasts and sex, nudging one another and laughing as they realized that
her body was splattered with fresh sperm.

   Linda looked for the door to the kitchen.  It was shut and, when she
tried the handle, she found it locked.  She looked about herself in
despair. Mister Patli was on the other side of the store, clearly busy with
customers.

    -�Come on, -� said Anne impatiently.   -�We gotta get going. -�

    -�But look at me! -�

    -�I -(TM)m looking.  So -(TM)s everyone else, you silly bitch. -�

    -�I have to get cleaned up. -�

    -�Look, there -(TM)s a public toilet in the square.  You can go in
there. -�

    -�You mean walk down the street like this? -�

    -�You can stay here if you want.  I reckon you -(TM)d be pretty
popular. -�

   Linda looked about her.  She was the center of attention now, as the men
who had been browsing the pornography eyed the naked teenager hungrily. 
Some of them were moving closer, suggestive grins on their faces.

    -�All right, -� said Linda.   -�We -(TM)ll go down to the square. -�

   Anne grinned broadly, then held open the door for the humiliated
youngster.

   As Linda stepped out into the sunshine again she was more conscious than
ever of the sight she must have made.  Being stark naked, her bouncing
breasts and shaved pussy on open display was bad enough, but now she was
spattered with fresh semen, that trickled down her face and body, feeling
cold and slimy as she walked along.  The street was still busy, more and
more eyes turning in her direction as she walked beside Anne, her cheeks
bright red, her nipples standing out stiffly.

    -�Shit, look at that. -�

    -�What a shameless bitch. -�

    -�She -(TM)s showing everything. -�

    -�She -(TM)s been having sex.  Look, she -(TM)s covered in spunk. -�

    -�The little whore. -�

   Linda tried to close her ears to the comments as she walked along.  She
could see that Anne was thoroughly enjoying her humiliation.  Yet, even
now, in this totally shameful state, she could still feel a surge of
arousal bringing a new wetness to her cunt.  A wetness that was beginning
to leak onto her bare sex lips.

   The walk to the square seemed to take forever, but at last it came into
view.  The public toilets were on the far side, and they needed to cross
the road to get there.  To Linda -(TM)s dismay the traffic was heavy, and
they had to walk down to a light-controlled crossing, joining a crowd of
people waiting to cross.  As they stood there, more people crowded about
them, many of them giggling and pointing at the naked teenager as she stood
there, her arms at her sides, her body on open display.

   Suddenly Linda felt a hand on her bare behind, squeezing the smooth,
soft flesh.  She turned to see a man about thirty years old standing right
behind her, his hand caressing her pert bottom.

    -�Please, -� she said.

    -�Hey babe, just admiring your body. -� He slid a finger down the crack
of her bottom, seeking out the tight star of her anus.  For a moment she
felt his finger penetrate.  Then the people in front of her moved and she
realized with relief that the light had turned green.  Pulling away from
the man she hurried after Anne, hearing the laughter of the man as she
escaped from him.

    -�Come on, -� said Anne.   -�I thought you wanted to clean that stuff
off you.  It -(TM)s just around here. -�

   They rounded the corner, then Linda froze.  The Ladies toilet door was
shut, a notice on it reading  -~Closed For Renovation -(TM).

    -�Oh God! -�

   Anne surveyed the notice, a smile playing on her lips.

    -�Looks like you -(TM)ll have to find somewhere else. -�

    -�But where? -� Linda was becoming panicky now as she felt more eyes
upon her.  There was a narrow alley just off the square and she scuttled
into it.  It was scarcely shelter, but it felt better to her than standing
in the busy sidewalk.

    -�Hey Anne! -�

   She heard the voice, but couldn -(TM)t see who it was who was greeting
her companion, standing as she was in the alley.  Still she found herself
shrinking further back as the other girl turned and smiled.

    -�Pete, Andy.  How are you doing? -�

   Linda felt a shiver go down her spine as she heard the words.  Pete and
Andy were two boys from the local school.  She had known them well before
being sent to Cronenville.  In fact, she had long suspected that Pete had a
thing for her.

    -�Hi guys, come see Linda. -�

   The panic stricken girl shook her head, but Anne was already pointing at
her and Linda gave a little moan of despair as the two boys rounded the
corner and came into sight.

    -�Hey Linda I -- Oh wow! -�

   Pete was eighteen years old, slim and still not very mature looking. 
His pal Andy was of similar age, quite a good-looking boy with a slim,
athletic figure.  Both stopped short at the sight of the beautiful, naked
teenager who stood before them, her arms at her sides, her charms on open
display.

    -�Shit, you -(TM)re naked, -� said Andy.   -�Where are your clothes
Linda? -�

    -�She lost them.  You know the rules at Cronenville, -� said Anne with
a laugh.   -�What do you think? -�

   Both boys just stood and stared.  Linda could see the lust in their eyes
as they examined her shaven pussy and swelling breasts.  Then Pete -(TM)s
jaw dropped even further.

    -�Is that spunk on you?  My god it is.  Some guy -(TM)s come all over
you! -�

   Linda -(TM)s cheeks burned.   -�I -- I need to get washed up, -�

    -�Who was it? -�

   Anne laughed.   -�Some guy in the sex shop.  She took him out back and
jerked him off.  I guess she liked him.  What was his name, babe? -�

    -�I-I don -(TM)t know. -�

   Pete shook his head in wonder.   -�You -(TM)re walking around town naked
and jerking guys off that you don -(TM)t even know?  Shit, Linda, I always
thought you were a modest sort of girl. -�

   Linda clenched her teeth.   -�Look guys, I need to find somewhere to
clean up.  The Ladies is closed. -�

    -�There -(TM)s the Gents. -�

   The words were spoken by Andy.  Linda stared at him.

    -�What? -�

    -�The Gents.  It -(TM)s right over there. -�

    -�But I couldn -(TM)t go in there? -�

    -�It -(TM)s the only place you -(TM)ll find tissues and water. -�

   Anne laughed.   -�Not embarrassed are you?  Not after the way you
-(TM)ve been flaunting your tits and cunt all afternoon?  Now give me that
bag and get moving. -�

   She snatched the yellow bag from the young beauty.

    -�I -- -�

    -�Come on Linda, -� said Andy.   -�We -(TM)ll come in with you. -�

   He took hold of her hand and began to pull her out of the alley, with
Pete following close behind.





   Linda -(TM)s Change A Cronenville story by Lia Anderssen Chapter 9

   As the naked teenager accompanied the boys back into the square she was
only too aware of the new eyes all around her feasting on her lovely young
body.  Once again crude comments assailed her ears as she walked down the
crowded sidewalk, her nakedness made worse by the obvious streams of semen
all over her bare flesh.  She knew the boys, too, could hear what was being
said, and she could tell that her humiliation was amusing them as they took
her down the street.

   As they came to the entrance to the Gents lavatory, she held back once
again.  Never in her life had she imagined entering such a place, and she
glanced about herself, wondering what people would think when they saw her
entering with two boys.  Still, she knew she had to get cleaned up, and
that there was nowhere else she could go, so, with reluctance, she allowed
herself to be led up the steps.

   Inside, the building smelt of disinfectant.  Unlike the Ladies that she
was used to, this was a stark place, the walls lined with tiles, the floor
bare concrete.  On one side was a row of white urinals, some of which were
occupied.  To her relief nobody was looking in her direction.

    -�Go on, in there, -� said Andy, indicating an open cubicle.  Linda
didn -(TM)t need telling twice.  She scuttled into the small toilet and
began closing the door.  But Andy stopped her.

    -�We -(TM)re gonna help, -� he said.

    -�No.  I can do it myself -- -�

   But the two boys had already pushed their way into the small room and
closed the door behind them.

   Linda moved as far back as she was able.  To avoid the toilet bowl she
was obliged to spread her legs, a movement not missed by the two boys,
their eyes fixed on her bare sex.  Then Pete reached for the toilet roll
and tore some off.

    -�Let me clean your face, -� he said.

   Linda stood stock still as he came close to her.  She wanted to turn
away and hide her shame, but he placed a hand on the back of her head and
began wiping the sperm from her hair.  He did it gently, his eyes fixed on
her face and, once again, she remembered how he had seemed to be attracted
to her in the past.  She wondered what he must think of her now as he
removed another man -(TM)s semen from her bare flesh.

   Then she gave a start of surprise as she felt another hand on her.  This
time it was running over the soft flesh of her bare breast.  Andy had torn
off another strip of paper and was cleaning her.  She bit her lip as she
felt his hand move across her swelling mammaries, aware that his touch was
causing her lovely brown nipples to swell to tight buds as he touched them.
Andy seemed to sense what his touches were doing to her, his hands running
the thin piece of tissue back and forth over her naked breasts, his eyes
fixed on hers as she felt her desires begin to grow once more.

   To Linda it was the most extraordinary situation, standing here naked
whilst these two boys touched her, only a small piece of paper between
their probing hands and her naked flesh.  She closed her eyes, trying to
blot out the sensations that their touches were bringing out in her.

    -�What -(TM)s going on in there? -�

   The voice brought a sudden start of panic to Linda.  It was very close.
In fact she could see the man -(TM)s legs in the gap at the bottom of the
cubicle door.  She could tell that the boys, too, were disturbed, as they
snatched their hands from her body, their faces a picture of guilt.

    -�I said what -(TM)s going on?  Open this door! -�

    -�We -(TM)re doing nothing, -� said Andy.  But the strain in his voice
was unmistakable.

    -�Open this door. -�

    -�Look, you can -(TM)t make us -- -�

    -�I -(TM)m the attendant.  This is my lavatory.  Now open up. -�

    -�But -- -�

    -�Right.  If you won -(TM)t, I will. -�

   There was a clicking sound and Linda realized with a start that the
attendant had a device to unlock the door from the outside.  Moments later
the door swung open and the naked youngster found herself staring at the
man.

   He was black, in his mid-forties.  He was heavily built, his chest
swelling against the vest he wore.  Below was a pair of scruffy jeans.  He
stared at the teenagers in surprise.

    -�What the fuck -- -�

    -�Listen Mister, we weren -(TM)t doing nothing wrong," said Andy.

    -�Keep quiet you. -� He stared at Linda, his eyes running over her
curvaceous body.

    -�Where your clothes, missy? -�

    -�I -- I don -(TM)t have any. -�

    -�What? -�

    -�She -(TM)s a pupil at Croneville, -� put in Pete. -�

    -�Crone what? -�

    -�The girls school.  In the next town. -�

    -�Oh yeah.  I read about that. -� He eyed Linda with renewed interest.
-�I heard about girls like you. -�

   Then his eyes narrowed.   -�What -(TM)s that stuff on you.  You been
jerking these guys off in here? -�

    -�No, -� said Linda.  She lowered her eyes.   -�It was someone else. -�

    -�What? -�

    -�Sure, -� put in Andy.   -�We -(TM)re just cleaning her off in here.
The Ladies is shut. -�

   He eyed them suspiciously, but said nothing.

    -�C-can we go please? -� asked Linda.

    -�How you gonna get cleaned up? -�

    -�I -(TM)ll find somewhere.  Please? -�

    -�You come with me. -�

    -�Where? -�

    -�You want me to call the cops? -�

   Linda -(TM)s jaw dropped.   -�No.  Please -- -�

    -�Then come with me. -�

   He stood aside.  Linda gave a gulp, then she stepped forward, past the
boys and out of the cubicle.  It was only then that she realized that the
commotion had attracted the attention of others.  There were at least ten
other men in the building, and all had their eyes fixed on the naked girl
as she stepped out of the cubicle.

    -�Over here. -� The attendant led the way across the room toward a door
on the far side.  The men stood aside to allow the naked youngster to pass,
grinning and nudging one another as they eyed her private parts and watched
her bare breasts bounce deliciously with every step.  The boys followed on
behind.

   The man unlocked the door and gestured for the three of them to enter.
Nervously Linda stepped inside.  It was a small room.  With mops and
buckets stacked in the corner.  Against one wall was a kitchen cabinet with
a sink.

   But what caught Linda -(TM)s eye, and those of the boys, were the
pictures on the wall.  All about were photographs, clearly cut from
magazines, of naked women.  Some were in pairs, many performing lesbian
acts upon one another, wielding dildos and other sex toys.  The other thing
that was not lost on Linda was the fact that all the pictures were outdoor
shots.  She couldn -(TM)t help thinking of her own dilemma as she cast her
eyes over the naked beauties.

   The attendant closed the door, then moved up beside her.   -�You like
the pictures? -�

   Linda said nothing.

    -�See?  Like you these girls go around naked outside.  It turns them
on, just like it turns you on. -�

    -�What?  I -- -�

    -�Sure it turns you on.  Your teats are standing out like knobs.  I can
always tell when a girl -(TM)s horny. -�

    -�I don -(TM)t know what you mean. -�

    -�Yeah you do.  You fancy the photos?  Perhaps you -(TM)ll pose for
one? Those sure are pretty tits and cunt.  They -(TM)d look good on my
wall. Still, we -(TM)d better get that spunk off you, shameless.  Sit up on
the unit. -�

   Linda glanced at the sink unit.  It was quite high, with a
plastic-covered surface beside the sink.

    -�Come on, get up there, -� said the man.

   Slowly Linda turned to face the boys, who were staring at her
expectantly.  She reached behind to grasp the edge of the top, then lifted
herself up.  The surface felt cool and hard against her bare behind, making
her shiver slightly.

   Being up on the unit she felt as if she was on display, and was suddenly
more conscious than ever of her nudity.

    -�Lean back, -� ordered the man.   -�Spread your legs. -�

   She looked at him.   -�Do I have to? -�

    -�Sure.  You -(TM)re not shy are you?  Of course not.  Otherwise you
wouldn -(TM)t be walking the streets with no clothes on.  C -(TM)m on now.
-�

   Reluctantly Linda leant back, so that her hips were pushed forward. 
Then, her cheeks glowing, she opened her legs.  She heard a murmur from the
two boys as they fixed their eyes on her open vagina.

    -�That -(TM)s better, -� said the man.  He moved across to the sink and
picked up a cloth.  He let it soak for a short time under running water. 
Then he moved over to the naked youngster.

   Linda gave a little shiver as he ran the cold, damp cloth over her bare
flesh.  He did it in easy strokes, beginning with her breasts, kneading
them in his strong hands so that, once again, the nipples puckered to
hardness under his touch.

   He went on running the cloth over her, his eyes fixed on her nudity as
he worked.  His touches continued to have an unwelcome effect on the
lascivious youngster, her lovely body tingling as he wiped away the spunk.
Linda -(TM)s arousal wasn -(TM)t helped by the gaze of the two boys who
were clearly fascinated by seeing their beautiful friend on open display,
her legs spread, the wetness on her vaginal lips plain to see.

   The man -(TM)s hands slid lower, wiping across her bare belly, then
moving down toward her crotch.

    -�Shaved cunt, eh? -� he said.   -�You like guys to see that? -�

   Linda didn -(TM)t reply, but once again she could feel the heat in her
cheeks increasing.

   His hand moved lower, the cloth running over her pubic mound.  Then it
brushed her clitoris, bringing a sharp intake of breath from the young
beauty, a sound that was not lost on the man, who glanced at her face, a
slight smile playing on his lips.

   He began to wipe hr inner thighs, his hand running the cloth smoothly
over the soft, creamy flesh.  Linda felt her embarrassment increase as she
realized that it was not spunk he was wiping away but he own vaginal
fluids. His caressing of her young body had caused her perverse nature to
come to the fore once again, and her sex had been weeping its arousal more
than ever.

   He moved the cloth higher, and she tensed as it ran over the thick lips
of her sex.  Then, almost before she knew it, he dropped the cloth and his
fingers returned to the center of her desires.

   Linda gave a gasp as she felt his two thick fingers enter her vagina,
pressing hard, thrusting deep into her hot sex.

    -�No! -� she whispered, glancing across at the boys, whose gazes were
riveted upon her naked body, watching in fascination as he fingered her
open cunt, seeing how she involuntarily thrust her pelvis up against his
hand, as if willing him to thrust deeper into her.

    -�Boy, you -(TM)re real wet in there, -� he said, his rough fingers
twisting inside her, brining fresh gasps of desire from the young teenager.


   Linda could scarcely credit what was happening to her.  Naked in this
scruffy room full of pornographic pictures, her body writhing as this
stranger fingered her open pussy.  And all the time the two boys were
looking on, watching her shameful dance of lust as he masturbated her.

   She came suddenly, a cry emanating from her lips as the overwhelming
pleasure of yet another orgasm swept through her naked body, her hips
thrusting lewdly upwards, her lovely breasts quivering deliciously as she
surrendered to her desires.  The man grinned down at her as she writhed
beneath him, her moans echoing about the room, her backside tensing and
releasing as her cunt muscles tightened about his fingers.

   The passion of her orgasm lasted almost a full minute.  She knew the
boys were watching her every move, and that she was behaving shamelessly,
but somehow, being watched as she came was making it even more exciting as
she writhed and gasped under the black man -(TM)s intimate caresses.  At
last, though, she could take no more, the tension draining from her as she
slumped back against the wall, her legs still spread wide.

   He slid his fingers from her.  They were shiny with her juices as he
held them up for the boys to see.

    -�Looks like you -(TM)re clean now, little exhibitionist, -� he said.













   Linda -(TM)s Change A Cronenville story by Lia Anderssen

   Chapter 10

    -�So this is where you -(TM)ve been hiding. -�

   Linda looked up to see Anne grinning at her.  The young beauty was
sipping a glass of water that the toilet attendant had given her whilst
Andy had gone out to find Anne.  The small room to which Linda had been
taken had a back entrance onto the street and it was this that the black
man had opened up to allow the other girl in.  No doubt Andy had told Anne
what had happened in the last few minutes and Linda saw that Anne was
examining the puffiness of her sex lips after the intimate attentions she
had just experienced.

    -�Been having fun again, I hear, -� she said.

   Linda said nothing.

   Anne -(TM)s eyes turned to the lewd photographs that covered the walls,
all of naked young women and all taken out of doors.

    -�It seems your new friend has a liking for shameless sluts like you,
-� said the girl.   -�Look at those pictures.  I don -(TM)t know how they
can do that, walking about in the open with no clothes on, but I guess you
do. -�

   The attendant grinned at the remark.   -�Not just walking around, -� he
said.   -�Look at these. -�

   He pointed to some shots that were pinned up by the sink, exactly where
only a few minutes earlier he had brought the naked Linda to orgasm.  One
of the photos depicted a girl sitting naked in a park, her legs spread
wide, pushing a dildo into her vagina.  Across from it was another, this
time two naked girls splayed in the grass, one of them pressing a phallus
into the other -(TM)s sex.

   Anne shook her head.   -�Those are quite something, -� she grinned.  
-�Don -(TM)t you agree, Linda? -�

   Once again Linda could find no words, her eyes cast down.

    -�Maybe she -(TM)d like to be up on my wall with them, -� said the man,
laughing.

   A sudden gleam came into Anne -(TM)s eyes.

    -�That -(TM)s an idea.  Why not? -�

   Andy looked at her quizzically.   -�What do you mean? -�

    -�Why shouldn -(TM)t our slutty little friend here pose for some
photos? Then you could put them up on the wall with these. -�

   The attendant laughed.   -�Sure, great idea, -� he said.   -�But I ain
-(TM)t got no camera. -�

    -�The store across the road sells disposable ones. -�

   Linda stared at Anne.  Surely the girl couldn -(TM)t mean it?  There was
no way she could be expected to pose for photographs in this state, was
there?

   The man, too was slightly incredulous.

    -�You serious? -�

    -�Perfectly.  Why not?  You -(TM)d be happy to pose for him wouldn
-(TM)t you, slut? -�

   Linda shook her head.   -�I-I couldn -(TM)t, -� she stammered.

    -�Course you could. -� She turned to the attendant.   -�You okay to
take half an hour off? -�

    -�Don -(TM)t see why not. -�

    -�Let -(TM)s go across to the park, then.  Here, give Andy some money.
He -(TM)ll get the camera and then catch up with us. -�

   Linda stared at her in disbelief.   -�But we can -(TM)t.  There -(TM)ll
be people around -- -�

   But nobody was listening to Linda.  Already the man was pulling a bill
from his pocket and handing it to Andy.  Then, as the boy set off out of
the building he locked the door that led to the toilet.

    -�Come on, -� he said to Linda.

    -�But I -- -�

    -�Oh get a move on, -� snapped Anne.   -�You can -(TM)t stay in here
now, can you? -�

    -�She sure can -(TM)t, I -(TM)m locking up. -�

   Linda knew she was trapped.  She had no choice but to go with these
people.  She glanced down at herself, appalled at her situation.  Her
nipples were still hard as nuts and she could feel the wetness of her sex
lips.  Normally she would have been embarrassed by this in her own bedroom.
Now she had to step out into the street in this state.

    -�Come on babe, -� said the attendant, holding the street door open.

   Reluctantly she made her way across to the door.

   Outside it was still warm, and the sensation of the sunshine on her
naked flesh felt strange to the young beauty.  She had sunbathed in a
bikini before now, but to feel the sun -(TM)s rays on her bare breasts was
extraordinary.  Once again she was aware of the people around her, their
eyebrows raised as they saw that she was totally naked apart from her shoes
and socks.  She wanted to run, or to hide away, but there was nothing she
could do about it.  Her cheeks glowing she set off down the street with her
companions.

   The park was about three blocks away, through the center of the town. 
Linda felt herself to be once again on display, her cheeks scarlet as she
made her way, her delicious breasts bouncing with every step, bringing
admiring looks from the male passers-by.

    -�Come on, slut, keep up. -� Anne was clearly enjoying Linda -(TM)s
acute embarrassment, her lips creased in a smile as she glanced at the
naked girl.  The toilet attendant too could scarcely take his eyes of the
teenager -(TM)s nude body.  As he eyed her, Linda remembered that only a
few minutes earlier he had been fingering her cunt, bringing her to a
shattering orgasm in front of the two boys.  The memory brought a new gush
of sex juices into her vagina, and she new her nether lips were shiny with
her arousal.

   Still she struggled to understand how this could possibly be turning her
on.  She was a modest girl, wasn -(TM)t she?  So why was having her breasts
and vagina on open display exciting her so?

   The park was quite a large one, with a lake in the middle and many
trees. It was a place Linda had loved when she was younger.  Now, though,
the thought of walking down its paths in the nude seemed awful to the
teenager.  Still, she had no choice and she padded along in silence, trying
not to glance at the people on the benches and the grass who stared at the
beautiful youngster.

   As they reached the park Andy caught up with them.  In his hand was a
bag and he pulled from it a small disposable camera.  Linda eyed it with
dismay.  She had never for a single moment imagined that she would allow
herself to be photographed naked, yet she knew she was about to do just
that.

    -�Stand there, on the grass, -� said the man suddenly.

   Linda looked about her.  There must have been twenty people close by
enjoying the sunshine, most of whose eyes were fixed on her.

    -�I-I thought we -(TM)d go to a more private place, -� she said.

    -�Naw, this is fine for a starter.  Face me, legs apart, hands behind
your head. -�

   Linda hesitated for a moment, then moved onto the grass.  She stopped
and turned to face the man.

    -�Come on, pose for the camera. -�

   Linda hesitated for a moment, then did as he asked, spreading her legs
and clasping the back of her head, a pose that caused her breasts to be
thrust forward enticingly.  The black man put the camera to his eye and
snapped a shot.

    -�Shit, talk about shameless. -�

    -�Wish I had my camera. -�

    -�Look at that shaved pussy.  Has she no sense of embarrassment? -�

    -�What about the way she -(TM)s posing for that guy.  What a slut. -�

   Linda tried to close her ears to the comments that were coming from all
around her as the man snapped more shots of her nude body, making her turn
in different directions and pose.

    -�That -(TM)ll do, -� he said at last.

    -�We -(TM)ve finished then? -� asked Linda.

    -�Heck no, there -(TM)s loads more film. -�

    -�Come on, we -(TM)ll go over by the lake, -� said Anne.

   Once again Linda hesitated, but she knew she had no choice and, as they
set off, she fell in behind them.

   The path took them to a low stone wall that stood between it and the
lake.  It was an ornate structure about two and a half feet high, formed of
small pillars in a Grecian style.  There were people nearby, though
thankfully not as many as when she had been posing on the open grass. 
Still she was incredibly exposed and it wasn -(TM)t long before a dozen or
more pairs of eyes were fixed on her young body.  Especially embarrassing
was a group of young men who had been sitting chatting close to where she
was.  They were all in their early twenties, and were clearly fascinated by
the sight of this naked beauty.

    -�Sit on the wall, -� said Anne.   -�Face the camera.  That -(TM)s
right. -�

   Linda perched herself on the wall.  It -(TM)s concrete structure felt
warm and rough against her bare behind.

    -�Okay, -� said the man, raising his camera,  -�Lean back a bit.  Press
those tits forward.  That -(TM)s it.  Now pose. -�

   Linda did as she was told, scarcely able to look at the man as he
snapped the trigger, capturing her nudity on film.  Then she heard another
click and looked in the direction it had come from.  Her jaw dropped when
she saw that Andy too had one of the small cameras and had the lens trained
on her lovely body.

    -�Andy!  What are you doing? -�

    -�Just a few shots to remember you by, -� said the grinning boy.

    -�But you can -(TM)t. -�

    -�Course he can, -� said Anne.   -�After all, you -(TM)re posing for
this guy.  Why not Andy?  Now open those legs and let them get a decent
view of your pussy. -�

    -�What? -�

    -�You heard me.  Let -(TM)s see how wet you are down there. -�

   Once again the humiliation almost overcame the young beauty as she
slowly moved her legs apart.  Sitting as she was, her body leaning back,
she knew this gave a perfect view of her cunt.  Behind her companions she
could see the group of young men rising to their feet to get a better view
as the two cameras snapped away.

    -�Make sure you get her face in as well as her pussy, -� said Anne.  
-�We wanna make sure people know who it is.  C -(TM)mon babe, spread those
legs wider, push your hips forward. -�

   Linda obeyed, setting the crudest imaginable poses as the men
photographed her, only too aware that, once again, her vagina was weeping
arousal, a small trickle running onto her exposed thighs.

    -�Hey, -� said Anne suddenly.   -�Those pictures on the wall.  Weren
-(TM)t the girls frigging themselves? -�

   Andy laughed.   -�Better than that, they were using a dildo. -�

    -�Ha! -� exclaimed the girl.   -�I -(TM)ve got just the thing. -�

   She had been carrying the yellow bag from the sex shop ever since Linda
had ventured into the Gents.  Now she reached inside and pulled out the
long, black dildo.

    -�Shit, that -(TM)s perfect, -� said the black man.   -�Give it to her.
-�

   Linda felt the panic rising inside her as she stared at the object. 
They couldn -(TM)t ask her to use it here, surely?  Not out in the open
with all these people around.  She inwardly cursed the women in the man
-(TM)s photos.  To have used such an instrument in the outdoors was
appalling.  And now she was being asked to do the same thing.

    -�Come on, -� said Anne holding out the phallus.   -�Take it. -�

   Nervously the young beauty reached out a hand and took the long
penis-shaped object.  It felt rough and rubbery under her fingers, making
her shiver with anticipation.

    -�That -(TM)s it, -� said the attendant.   -�Put it in your mouth.  Now
look at me.  Suck it.  Good! -�

   Linda let the object run between her lips, looking up through her
eyelashes at the camera whilst the man snapped away.  The young men who had
been watching her were goggle-eyed now, nudging one another and moving
closer.  Somehow, she knew not how, their eyes were bringing a fresh surge
of excitement to the naked girl as she tried to fight down her emotions.

    -�Now use it on yourself, -� said the man.   -�Slide it into your cunt.
-�

   Linda winced slightly at the words.  She looked despairingly at Anne,
but could see no mercy in her eyes.  She glanced down at the phallus.  Its
tip was shiny with her saliva.  Reluctantly she moved it down to between
her legs.

    -�Oh! -� The cry was involuntary from the teenager as the thick,
rubbery object brushed against her swollen clitoris.  She hesitated for a
second, then began to press it into her vagina.

   A murmur of surprise struck her ears and she looked up to see that the
young men had moved even closer.  She could discern the bulges in their
pants and she knew this was arousing them.  Somehow the thought increased
her arousal and she found herself pressing harder, sliding the thick, black
dildo deep into her sopping vagina.

    -�Shit that -(TM)s good, -� said the man.   -�Look at me.  Work it back
and forth.  Does that thing vibrate? -�

    -�Sure it does, -� said Anne.   -�Come on, girl, turn it on. -�

   Linda bit her lip.   -�Just for a moment then, -� she said.

   She operated the control and a sudden spasm of excitement shook her body
as the dildo began to vibrate deep inside her vagina.  She knew that the
expression on her face betrayed her excitement, and that the two cameras
had captured it on film.

    -�That -(TM)s it.  Open your legs more.  Work it in and out. -�

   Linda began moving the throbbing device, her nipples puckering, her
vagina muscles tightening about the phallus as the excitement inside her
increased.  She was losing control, now, her libidinous nature coming to
the fore as she masturbated, her hips thrust forward, her fingers working
the dildo back and forth inside her.

   Once again she was shocked by the way her body was responding.  What she
was doing was totally shameful, leaning back stark naked in a public park
and pumping a phallus into her wet vagina whilst a group of strangers
looked on.  But somehow the sheer audacity of what she was doing seemed to
make it even more exciting and she pumped the dildo harder, pressing the
swollen end against her clitoris, small cries coming from her mouth as she
did so.

   It was her third orgasm of the afternoon, and the most violent, her
cries echoing from the trees as she came and came, her breasts shaking with
the force of the climax, her cunt juices flowing out and down the length of
the phallus as he hips thrust up against it.  She could hear the laughter
of the watching men, and the snapping of the cameras as they caught her on
film, but somehow that spurred her to new heights as she moaned with
desire.

   Then she was coming down, the writhing of her body decreasing as the
passion slowly drained from her lovely naked body.  She continued to work
the dildo back and fort, but slower and slower until she lay gasping across
the low wall, her breasts rising and falling as she brought her breath
under control.

   It was only then that she realized that the noise she could hear was
applause and catcalls from the watching young men and the shame suddenly
overwhelmed her as she slid the black toy from her gaping cunt.

    -�Right, -� said Anne, grinning down at her.   -�We -(TM)d better get
those pictures developed. -�











   Linda -(TM)s Change A Cronenville story by Lia Anderssen

   Chapter 11

    -�Why don -(TM)t you two go to the photo shop?  We -(TM)ll meet you in
the caf�(C) when you -(TM)re done. -�

    -�What? -� Linda looked at Anne.  The girl was obviously referring to
her and the toilet attendant.

    -�Go on.  I -(TM)m sure you -(TM)ll get on together. -�

    -�But the pictures will take a couple of days. -�

   Anne shook her head.   -�That new place has a machine that develops them
straight away.  They -(TM)ll do it while you wait.  Then you can help him
choose which one to blow up for his wall. -�

   Linda looked at the man.  The idea clearly appealed to him, if the smile
on his face was anything to go by.

    -�Yeah, -� he said,  -�come on with me. -�

   Before she could say anything else, Linda felt her wrist grabbed and he
was pulling her off with him.  She glanced back at the other three, who
were clearly amused at the sight she made, her naked, petite form
overshadowed by the big black man.

   Once again the teenager was obliged to run the gauntlet of stares as she
made her way down the street, trying not to listen to the mocking comments
of the people she passed.  She knew her cunt lips were still glistening
with moisture after her recent masturbation and, from the way passers-by
fixed their eyes between her legs, she knew too that it was visible to all.

   The photo shop was on a busy street.  At first the youngster hesitated
as they arrived outside, but her companion still had hold of her wrist and
he opened the door and pulled her inside.

   Fortunately for the humiliated girl the place was not too busy.  Still
she felt the eyes of everyone in the shop on her breasts and sex as she
followed her companion to the counter.

   The black man handed over the camera to the shop assistant.  He was
young, no more than twenty years old, and his astonished gaze was fixed on
the naked girl.

    -�Express service, please.  Then we want an enlargement. -�

    -�What?  Oh, certainly sir.  Just take a seat. -�

   The man tore his gaze from Linda -(TM)s naked charms, looking down at
the camera.  Then he disappeared into the back of the shop.

    -�Sit down, babe, -� said the man.

   Linda made her way across to where a row of plastic seats was lined
against the wall.  There were other customers there.  Two were girls of a
similar age to her and she recognized them as pupils from her old school.
They were clearly amused by her predicament and she saw them giggle and
nudge one another as they eyed her naked body.

    -�Look.  It -(TM)s that girl Linda. -�

    -�My god, she -(TM)s stark naked. -�

    -�Look, you can see her pussy.  It -(TM)s shaved. -�

    -�What a cheap bitch she is. -�

   Linda tried not to listen to the sniggering girls.  She perched herself
on one of the chairs, the plastic feeling cold and hard against her bare
backside.  Sitting there she was immediately visible to anyone entering the
shop, and she pressed her knees together, wishing there were some way to
cover up her breasts as well.  The black man sat down next to her.

   For the next ten minutes Linda was on display, turning the heads of
everyone who entered the shop, her nakedness bringing laughter and
comments. People were coming from the back of the shop as well, men and
women in white coats peeping through at the young beauty.

   Linda tried to concentrate her attention on the machine that stood on
the counter.  It turned out photographs one at a time into a series of
perspex boxes.  As each box became full, the young assistant would put them
into an envelope and then call the owner to the counter.  Linda watched as
pictures of parties and groups dropped one after another from the whirring
machine.

   Then a thought struck her.  If she could see the pictures so clearly, so
could everyone else in the shop.  And soon her own pictures would be
arriving.

   No sooner had the thought crossed her mind than she heard a murmur from
one of the girls sitting next to her and, with a feeling of dread, she
watched as a photo of herself, posing naked on the park grass, dropped into
the transparent box for all to see.

   By the time the third and forth picture had emerged from the machine
there were many eyes staring at the images.  Linda sat, frozen to her chair
as the pictures dropped, one after another.  When the first one showing her
holding the dildo appeared she heard a gasp from the girls beside her,
followed by more high-pitched giggles.

   It seemed to take forever, but at last the final shot dropped from the
machine and the young man pulled them out.  He looked across at Linda
-(TM)s companion.

    -�You wanted an enlargement? -�

    -�Yeah.  C -(TM)m on babe, let -(TM)s take a look. -�

   Reluctantly the teenager rose to her feet and moved across to the
counter.  There she was embarrassed to see that the young man was spreading
the shots out.  She was also aware of the two girls following her, and of
their whispered comments as they began to examine the clearly laid out
photos.

   The black man moved behind the naked young beauty, looking at each of
the photos in turn.  Linda was only too aware of the other eyes examining
the humiliating images, and of how the young man -(TM)s eyes kept wandering
from the printed pictures to her exposed breasts and sex.

    -�This one, don -(TM)t you think? -�

   To Linda, the pictures had been no more than a blur, but now she was
brought back to reality as she stared at the photograph.  It showed her,
legs spread wide, pumping the dildo into her open vagina, the expression on
her face one of pure lust.  She felt the heat rise in her cheeks as the man
handed it to the shop worker.

    -�How big can you blow that up? -� he asked.

   The man pointed to a picture on the wall.  It was as large as the
magazine images Linda had seen pinned to the wall in the lavatory office,
and the black man nodded.

    -�That -(TM)s fine, -� he said.   -�Go ahead. -�

   The man began to fiddle with the buttons on a machine, placing the photo
into a slot.  As he did so, Linda felt her companion move closer, the rough
material of his jeans pressing against the soft flesh of her bare backside.

    -�You sure look good in those pictures, -� he said.  As he spoke she
felt his hand rest on her hip.

   She said nothing, beginning to gather up the photographs, anxious to
hide them from the eyes of the two girls, who were making no secret of
their amusement as they stared at the shots laid out on the counter.

    -�No, don -(TM)t put them away, -� said the man.   -�I want another
look at the one of you sucking the dildo.  Show it to me. -�

   Linda closed her eyes for a moment, then began shuffling through the
pictures.  As she did so she became aware of the man -(TM)s hand sliding
slowly from her hip to her belly, then moving downwards.

   She found the picture.  It depicted her with her legs spread wide, her
pussy clearly glistening with her juices as she wrapped her lips about the
dildo.  She held it up for her companion to see.  As she did so, she felt
one of his fingers come into contact with her clitoris, and she bit her lip
to stop herself gasping aloud.

    -�Yes, I like that one, -� said the black man.  As he spoke he slid a
finger into Linda -(TM)s vagina.  Linda wanted to pull away, but his grip
was firm, and she felt her nipples harden as he probed the wetness of her
vagina.

    -�He -(TM)s fingering her. -�

    -�My god, you -(TM)re right.  Look, she loves it. -�

   The whispered comments from beside her sent a hollow feeling to the pit
of Linda -(TM)s stomach as she realized that the girls could see what was
happening.  Her backside squirmed as the man continued to press his fingers
deep into her vagina, making an audible squelching sound as her juices
flowed anew.

    -�Here -(TM)s the picture.  I -- -�

   The shop attendant stopped speaking as he saw the naked girl, her legs
wide apart, her hips pumping down against the fingers that were clearly
embedded in her cunt.

   The black man looked at the enlarged picture of Linda fucking herself
with the dildo.

    -�Look, baby, -� he said.   -�That -(TM)s going up on my wall for all
to see. -�

   Linda gazed at the picture, her eyes taking in the wetness of her own
vagina as she pumped the thick black dildo into it, and a new surge of
sexual excitement swept through her lovely body.

    -�She -(TM)s going to come! -�

    -�What a slut! -� The giggles of the girls beside her brought Linda
momentarily back to her senses.

    -�Please, -� she murmured.   -�Not here. -�

   The man twisted his fingers.   -�Come back to my office? -�

    -�Y-yes.  I -(TM)ll come back. -�

   He pressed his hand hard up her crotch.   -�Bring me some relief? -�

    -�Yes.  Just not here.  Please? -�

   He held her for a moment longer, then slipped his fingers out of her
vagina.  Linda leaned forward against the shop counter, still panting, her
exquisite breasts rising and falling as she struggled to regain her
composure.  She could feel the wetness trickling down her inner thigh and
she knew that those around her could see it and were aware of her arousal,
but there was nothing she could do.  All she wanted was to get out of the
camera store and away from the staring eyes.

   The man paid the shop worker and gathered up the photographs.  Then he
took hold of Linda -(TM)s arm and guided her out into the open once more.

   Again Linda was overwhelmed by the shame of her situation as she was
led, naked along the street.  The interest shown in her lovely young body
by the other pedestrians was undiminished, and her cheeks burned as she
listened to their mocking comments, keeping her eyes fixed straight ahead.
She wondered what they might think of her relationship with this older
black man dressed in his scruffy jeans and vest.  Still, there was nothing
she could do about it.

   They arrived at the door to his room and he opened it.  Linda stepped
inside.  As she looked around at the scruffy little room, she felt her
heart sink once again.  As much as she had wanted to get off the street and
out of the public eye, she now felt a new hollowness at the pit of her
stomach as she considered what was to happen next.

   The man pulled the picture from its envelope and she watched as he
pinned it to the wall, a new flush of shame running through her as she
gazed at it.  Then he turned to her.   -�Come over here. -�

   For a few seconds Linda hesitated, staring at him.  Perhaps she could
make a run for the door.  But he was between her and the exit and she knew
she wouldn -(TM)t make it.  Slowly she made her way across to where he was
standing.

   He reached out a hand and caressed her young breast, his fingers toying
with her nipples.

    -�Listen, -� he said.   -�I ain -(TM)t gonna force you to do nothing.
-�

   Linda looked up at him.  It was extraordinary the way she had allowed
him access to her naked body.  She told herself it was because she had no
choice  -" that this enforced nudity made her vulnerable to him.  But deep
inside she knew also of the desires that he and the others had kindled
inside her.  Perverse desires that were totally out of her normal behavior.

    -�What do you want me to do? -� she asked quietly.

    -�You -(TM)re body -(TM)s been making my cock hard as hell.  I need to
be brought some relief. -�

   Linda -(TM)s eyes dropped to his pants.  Sure enough they were bulging.
She hesitated a moment longer, then her shaking hands reached down and
began undoing his belt.

   She unhitched the buckle, then slid down his zipper.  Almost at once his
cock sprang to attention.  Linda stared at it.  It was longer and fatter
that the man in the sex shop -(TM)s penis.  It stood proudly from the man
-(TM)s groin, black and throbbing.

   She wrapped her fingers about its shaft, bringing a slight gasp from the
man.  She looked up at him shyly.

    -�W-will you clean me up afterwards? -� she asked.

   He grinned.   -�Sure.  But there -(TM)s a way of doing it where you won
-(TM)t get covered in spunk. -�

    -�H-how? -�

    -�Kneel down. -�

   Still grasping his thick shaft, the naked teenager dropped to her knees,
so she was staring right at his crotch.

    -�Put it in your mouth. -�

    -�What? -�

    -�Put it in your mouth.  Suck me off.  That way you get to swallow the
spunk. -�

    -�But I -- -�

    -�Do it. -�

   Linda stared at his twitching organ.  She had heard of girls sucking
guys off, but had never imagined doing it herself.  It was a disgusting
habit wasn -(TM)t it?  But there was also something erotic about the stiff
black penis that she held in her hand.  Slowly she opened her mouth and,
leaning forward, took him inside.

   The taste and scent of his arousal was unmistakable and, as she closed
her lips about his shaft, the innocent young beauty felt a new surge of
excitement run through her young body.  All at once she was sucking
greedily at his pole, her hands working his foreskin back and forth as she
fellated him.

   For Linda, kneeling before this older black man, her lips wrapped about
his erect penis, her saliva dripping from her chin as she sucked him, it
was the strangest experience.  Yet she could sense his excitement, and that
spurred her on to new heights.  She moved her head back and forth, sucking
hard on his cock, her fingers feeling the twitching as his arousal
increased.

   Then her mouth was filling with hot, thick spunk, spurt after spurt
rushing into her throat as she gulped it down, barely able to keep up with
his ejaculations as she swallowed hard.  He was grunting his satisfaction
now, his hips thrusting forward against her face as he emptied his balls
into her open mouth.  And still she kept sucking, milking every last drop
of semen from him until his movements ceased and he stood over her,
watching as she licked the last of his seed from him.

   Linda gazed up at him.  She could scarcely believe what she had just
done.  She had never imagined she could possibly bring a man to orgasm with
her mouth.  And yet she had relished the taste of his spunk.  What was
becoming of her?  Where was the innocent young beauty she had always
thought herself?

   The man took her hands and pulled her to his feet.  Then he was pressing
her back against the wall, one hand mauling her young breasts whilst the
other rammed against her sex, two fingers penetrating her vagina.  Linda
tried momentarily to fight him off.  Then she was coming again.