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This describes sexual acts between children, which only end happily with the help of mind control (not explicitely stated). I do not advocate attempting any of these acts. However, I do advocate writing down any fantasys you may have of doing such acts and publishing them in apropriate places.

Fire Mary 1: Rescued From A Forest

by Eternal Night

   The fire had me cornered. I'd been exploring a box canyon, but found my way out blocked when I tried to leave. I didn't think I could climb the cliffs, and I found myself pressed against stone wishing for help.
   A patch of dry grass burst into girl. She saw me and called out "I can save you! Take my hand!" She held out her hand and slowly advanced toward me, staying just within the flames.
   I advanced toward her, mostly by her voice, since the heat and light forced me to close my eyes. I had to struggle to breath from all the smoke in the air. My right hand, stretched blindly before me was grabbed by a searing grip. Then my entire body felt filled with light and the grip became pleasently warm skin. The air was still filled with smoke, but now I could breath easily and it actually smelled pleasent. I opened my eyes and saw my shirt sleave burning. I tried to pull away to put it out, but the girl held my hand tightly. She yelled "You're OK! The fire can't hurt you!" I struggled for a moment and then she slapped me and repeated her statement. I realized that I wasn't feeling any pain from my burning clothes and watched as the ashes fell off me. When I was naked, the light filling me felt even brighter.
   I noticed that we were still in the burning wood and enveloped in flames that somehow didn't hurt us. I wished we were somewhere safer, and suddenly we were standing in a cave of red glowing stuff. I imediately felt safer and looked over my companion. My companion was also naked. She was my height and a little heavier than me. She was also a boy with hairless privates. I guessed he was about ten years old, because that's how old I was. It occured to me that I should cover myself, since I was a girl, but he'd already had a good look at me and was making no attempt to hide his body.
   He told me "I'm Tom. Who are you?"
   "Mary. How did we get here?"
   "I think you brought us here. I can't always control my teleporting, but I can tell when I do it."
   "Teleporting?"
   "Yep. If you wish you were somewhere else, you'll be somewhere else, but just try controling where you go!"
   I wished I were back at my family's camp site, but nothing happened. I asked "How do I go home?"
   "I don't think you can. For one thing, it takes a lot of power to jump out of this world, and it's even harder to control than jumping here. By the time you can do it, you'll have changed so much that you wouldn't belong back home."
   "Then why'd you bring me here?"
   "Would you rather be dead?"
   He certainly had a point. "I guess not."
   I noticed that the hand he was holding had got sweaty, but when I tried to pull it back to wipe it off, he held on tightly. I asked "Why are you still holding my hand?"
   "So we don't get seperated if one of us teleports."
   "Oh. Do we have to just keep holding hands?"
   "There's a way to get us so we can teleport to each other. Actually there's a couple."
   "OK. How do we do it?"
   "I'll have to show you some things, but we can start by hugging." He didn't let go of my hand till he had his other arm around me. His skin against mine felt smoother and warmer than feeling a person through cloth, reminding me that I was completely naked. In adition to being scared of being naked with a boy I didn't know, I felt a tickling in my privates like when I'd played naked with friends back home.
   He ran a hand down my back and pressed against my butt to pull me closer. Flinching away from that had the entire length of my body pressed against his. I pulled my crotch away from his and asked "Do you have to touch me there?"
   "Your butt or your crotch?"
   "Both." At that point, my crotch was against his and his hand pressed on my butt.
   "We have to touch each other's crotches for this. We might do it without touching your butt, but I don't think it would work. There's kind of a giving ourselves to each other for this and letting each other touch us just about anywhere is part of it."
   I'd decided that my butt was less private than my crotch and had pressed into his hand to pull away from him, but he pressed back pretty hard. I managed to let him press me against him again, with his hard penis pressed between us, but it was scary and it also seemed insane. I asked "Does that mean I can touch you anywhere?"
   "My skin exists so you can touch it."
   "Really?"
   "Really."
   "I don't believe you."
   "Do it Mary. That's the only way you'll believe me."
   I slowly ran a hand down his back, but stoped short of his butt. "This is crazy."
   "Make me yours."
   Imagining him as belonging to me helped. I ran my hand over his buttocks, but not between them. I did work my hand between his legs, and found he spread them to make it easier. I found his balls and he responded "Ouch," and squeezed me, but didn't try to stop me. I touched more gently and he relaxed.
   I slid my hands up the sides of his body and made him laugh when I reached his arm pits, and then felt his shoulders and the back of his head. When I squirmed my front against his to feel him more clearly, he moaned "Mmmmm," and gently pressed himself harder against me.
   "Did I hurt you?" He hadn't acted hurt, but his reaction felt odd.
   "No. It felt good when you rubbed against my dick."
   I rubbed against him some more and he moaned again. Then he asked "Can I touch you? Like you touched me?"
   He was already touching me in all the places I'd really have wanted to keep him from, so I answered "Yes."
   The hand on my buttocks now explored them. He didn't actually get between them, but he came closer than I did. Then he got his hand between my legs, which I spread for him. I ran a hand down his back again to tell myself he was still mine. He ran hands up my sides, but was careful to always have an arm around me. Then he felt my shoulders and head, also careful to keep holding me. He rubbed his body against mine, again moaning in pleasure.
   Then he rubbed his cheek agains mine, and loosened his hold on me some to switch cheeks. Then he explored my lower face with his lips, though he didn't kiss me. I managed the courage to lower myself so he could reach the rest of it. Finally, he let me explore his face.
   I now felt much more comfortable with Tom. When he rubbed his body against mine again, it reminded me that I was naked, but it mostly made me feel the tickling in my crotch more than I'd ever felt it before. He asked "Feel ready for the next part?"
   I answered "Yes."
   He told me "Spread your legs," and I did. He slid his body down, and keeping one arm around me, he used his other hand to work his penis between my labia.
   I pulled back as hard as I could, causing his penis to slip out. "No! You are not peeing in me!" I pressed my legs together to keep him from trying it again.
   "I wasn't going to. Also, it's hard to pee when you dick stands up anyway."
   "OK. If you weren't going to pee, what were you going to do?"
   He hesitated a moment and just told me "I won't pee, and I won't hurt you. I could tell you what I was going to do, but that wouldn't tell you what it means. You have to do it to really know."
   "You swear you wern't going to pee? Cause thats what a dick is for."
   "I swear I wasn't going to pee. A dick's not just for peeing. Can you trust me?"
   I thought for a moment and decided I could. I told him "OK."
   He pressed us together again, and I noticed that his penis had gone back to hanging down. A moment later, the tickling in my crotch returned and I felt his penis pressing between my legs. He slid his body down a bit and I spread my legs again. This time I let him keep the tip of his penis between my labia. He gently rubbed it there, moaning. I found it tickled and felt good to have him do that.
   Soon the tip of his penis turned slipery. A moment later, he moved a little and thrust his whole penis inside me.
   "Whoa!" I exclaimed. His penis felt big inside me and stretched some muscles painfully. "You said you wouldn't hurt me."
   "You're just stretched a little. You're OK." He put a hand on my butt and pressed our crotches together while he wriggled his body a little sideways. It felt good, and I relaxed against him. The muscles were already feeling better. I tried squeezing his penis with them and he moaned again.
   I started wriggling against him and squeezing his dick. I now found it kind of thrilling that our bodys fit together like this. He squirmed agains me and made thrusts with his penis and moaned in pleasure. I started moaning too when he did things that felt good, and he started doing more of them. I caught on and worked on pleasing him as well. Then he cried out and I felt his body suddenly get hot against me. He told me "Slow down! Oh! Oh!" It was hard to slow down, but I did it. In a moment whatever it was passed and he sped up again. Soon I felt an even stronger pleasure and then a kind of pulsing, and I moved even faster and it felt wonderful.
   When the surge of joy had passed, he told me "Now let your soul open to me. We want to do this slowly and become connected."
   "Is it safe?" I asked between panting.
   "Yes. I've never heard of anybody being hurt by it, and I've done it lots of times. I have to open myself to you, or it won't do anything at all."
   I let my self open to him and felt vaguely that he'd already opened himself to me. I could vaguely feel his his pleasure at slowly sliding his penis in and out of me, and knew he could feel some of mine.
   We took our time. As our pleasure grew, we found our souls opening more and more. Finally, we both cried out at once as we felt a deeper part of ourselves open to each other. It was terifying, but still felt so wonderful that I wished it would never end, but as our orgasms (when did I learn that word?) passed, the deeper parts of ourselves closed again. However, I found there was a spark of Tom still in me, and it made me feel wonderful to be making love to him. Without asking each other, we worked our way to another deep sharing orgasm and tried for a third before I went limp exhausted.
   I went limp, but I didn't collapse. I realized that we had been falling for some time, and our floating stomachs had increased our pleasure. Tom, still thrusting inside me, achieved an ordinary orgasm before he slowed down and stoped.
   I asked "Why are we falling?"
   "We jumped. Open your eyes."
   Golden! Almost crowded with children, some alone and many in pairs of clumps. We were drifting with the flow of glowing golden mist. The groups were performing strange activitys. Some pairs looked like they were fited together like Tom and I were. I saw some pairs who had their mouths over each other's privates. Almost all of the children in groups were touching each other's privates in one way or another. I saw a couple of the lone children fly to each other and wrap around each other. We were slowly spinning and soon I was facing forward. The mist ahead of us dimed into darkness and with the dimming of the light, children were vanishing.
   I wished I were elsewhere and we were. We were swept into orange light now, but the children were the same. Pink, cinamon, chocolate, honey, and many colors in between. They were beautiful but overwhelming. I wished we were back in the red cave and it sort of worked. We were in a red cave, but I could see it was a different one.
   "When we jump, can we usually get to the kind of place we want?"
   "Yes. And we can teleport to each other now, though it'll take a lot of tries."
   Tom's penis was wilting inside me, and I felt no desire to pull away from his touch, but I realized "I need to pee. Badly."
   He pulled out of me and managed to take my hand as he released our embrace. "Just do it right here. It's easier than trying to find each other again."
   My vagina felt empty without him in it and my muscles were aching from my exertion. It hardly felt wrong to squat and pee while he held my hand. Instead of urine, a glowing golden liquid came out of me. The red floor glowed much brighter where it pooled, and golden mist formed over it. A moment later, we were waist deep in mist, and the cave was glowing bright red that shaded toward orange. The mist thined and filled the cave, which suddenly collapsed.
   We were floating in a hot blue place where children were almost close enough to each other to reach out and touch each other. I wished us to another red cave and asked "What happened?"
   "When something stops being a part of you, it turns into fire. I've heard one guy say we're just fire playing a game of being kids, so our pee and poop just turns back into what it always was."
   "OK. But why did the cave collapse?"
   "What do you think the cave was?"
   I didn't feel like riddles. "A cave."
   He put his arms around me. "We're in a bed of coals. Add some fire and they start burning faster."
   I almost kicked myself for not seeing it. Then I realized I felt sleepy. "Where can I sleep in this world?"
   "Right here is as good a place as any. I could sleep too." We sat down and then lay on the hard ground, being sure to keep touching. I wished we were on somthing softer and we were suddenly falling through dull red with just a few children, many of whome were alone and none very active. It looked like a good place to sleep. Even with the feeling of falling, I felt sleepy. I closed my eyes and wondered why my fear I'd felt early on hadn't made me need to pee at the beginning.
   My dreams were filled with fire. There was learning to square dance naked in the forest fire. Then I was with my Dad in front of a fire at camp. It was a big fire and I kept edging closer to it. My dad told me "If you join the fire, you won't be able to come back." But it was too late. My hand had touched a burning twig and golden light was spreading up my arm. Then I was in a garage and my Dad had a blow torch and guided it to my labia, where the flame felt solid and hot and filled my vagina with pleasure. Then I was jumping off a high dive, scared that some one would notice that I was naked, and as I jumped off, I saw the swimming pool was filled with liquid fire. I felt filled with joy when I hit and found I could breath the fire. Then I found it was too cold above for me to climb out.
   I jolted awake, feeling hungry and full of life. I reflexively jumped into a golden and well populated place, and then deliberately jumped into a red cave.
   I asked Tom "What can we eat here?"
   "We have to have sex first."
   "Why do I know what sex means?"
   "The same trick to help us find each other lets us learn each other's languages too. That's a reason to do it with a lot of kids."
   I felt myself get aroused and his penis grow hard against me. This time he didn't waste time. He was inside me in a moment and we screwed fast and soon we both achieved orgasms. I noticed the cave glowed brighter as we did so.
   I was ready to keep going, but he told me "Let's find a stoping point. Now we can eat." It was hard to stop and seperate, but we managed it. Then Tom took my head in his hands and guided me to one of his nipples. He told me "Suck on my nipple." I did and found wonderful tasting warm milk came out. It tasted different from any milk I'd drunk, but it did taste familier. I realized the taste was in the spark of Tom inside me. I drank my fill of his milk and then let him drink from me.
   "How long will it be till I'm strong enough to jump out of this world?"
   "Not long. You gain power as you come to accept this world and get used to sharing yourself. Once you've adapted to this world, you'll be able to jump out of it."
   "So what should I do next?"
   "Learn the other ways to have sex. You need to get used to touching."
   "I liked fitting together. I'd seen a naked boy before, but I never guessed we could do that."
   "That is special. There's one other way to get connected to someone. For that, we use our mouths on each other's privates."
   "Eww gross."
   "It's not that bad."
   "I couldn't suck on something that dirty."
   "You saw what came out when you peed. We don't have any dirty parts. Either we have fire where we used to have dirt, or we're made of fire that can barely pretend to be dirt. No one's ever got sick from sucking or licking any thing here."
   "Really?"
   "Really. We aren't dirty anywhere." He knelt down, hugged my thighs, and planted his mouth over my labia. He stuck his tongue between them and as deep into my vagina as he could reach. After a moment of that, he pulled his tongue out a bit and slid it up to my pee hole and clitoris. I cried out at his first touches, but then he worked more gently and brought me to an orgasm. Then he worked around me to my butt, kissing me along the way, and planted his face between my buttocks, sticking his tongue up my anus. It felt pleasent, but only a little sexual. Soon he pulled out, stood up, and turned me around. "I think that proves that I don't think you're dirty. Do you think you can try it with me?"
   "If it's fire pretending to be pee and poop, why doesn't it keep pretending in your mouth?"
   "I don't know. It just doesn't. Maybe fire doesn't like being dirt."
   "So if I peed in your mouth, it wouldn't have bothered you?"
   "It would have been hard to pee, but if you did I'd just have a mouth full of liquid fire."
   "You're sure?"
   He slid down me again and spoke to my labia "I'm sure." Then he planted his mouth over my labia again.
   For a moment, I wondered if I should do it to him. I remembered the fire that had come out of me, and he'd practically asked me to pee in his mouth, but it felt like one of the dirtiest things I could do to him. When I'd decided to do it, I found it was hard to pee. I had to squeeze myself pretty hard for anything to come out. Finally I managed to pee a little, and he made no move to avoid it.
   He stood up and steped away to hold me by my shoulders and showed me how his mouth was glowing golden inside. It was beautiful. He closed his mouth and swallowed, and asked "Can you try it now?"
   "What does pee taste like?"
   "It's like liquid air. I taste my own spit more." When I didn't answer, he asked again "Can you try it now?"
   "I think so." I put my arms under his and pulled him to me. Then I slid down to face his hard penis and started to nerve myself up to suck it. Then I noticed "That boy I saw naked didn't have the fold of skin around his dick."
   "It's called a foreskin. I didn't have one till I came here, and then it grew. Everyone says I was born with it and some one must have cut it off before I came here, but it's kind of hard to believe."
   I noticed a drop of clear liquid at the tip of his penis and asked "How come your pee isn't turning into fire?"
   "It's not pee. It's stuff to make my dick slide better inside you. It tastes kind of salty." Sensing that I wasn't convinced, he reached down and wiped the drop off with a finger and put the finger in his mouth.
   Another drop formed while I was nerving myself up to suck on him. I finally told myself that it wasn't going to get any easier, I'd seen kids do this, and I needed the power I'd get from doing it. I forced myself to kiss the tip of his penis and taste the liquid. It was salty as he'd promised, though it reminded me of snot. For a moment, I felt nauseous at the idea of tasting someone else's snot, but I told myself I knew it couldn't hurt me, and in a moment I started to believ it.
   I took more of his dick into my mouth, but he pulled away. "Keep your teeth away from my dick. That's the big trick to sucking it."
   I tried again, more carefully. I soon had most of his dick in my mouth, the tip pressing against the soft part of the roof. I started stimulating it, and guided by his moans, I soon brought him to orgasm. By then, I'd noticed how I could feel the shape of his penis much more clearly with my mouth. Among other things, I noticed for the first time how his glans swelled when he had an orgasm.
   Then I worked my way to his back side and found his but didn't even smell slightly of shit. This encouraged me to go between them and even stick my tongue up his anus. As he'd told me, he was perfectly clean there.
   "Ready for us both to do it at once?"
   "Yes, I think I am." I felt a lot more confident now.
   We lay down to do it. For a few moments, desire for comfort faught my desire for privacy and I kept jumping us between red caves and orange mist. I told myself I shouldn't need to hide, but I settled on a red cave. I took his penis in my mouth and started stimulating it. When I felt his tonge go between my labia, I opened myself to him. Then our attention was entirely on each other and we achieved three deep self sharing orgasms, which were even more wonderful than I'd remembered. Finally my neck was in such agony that I had to stop, and soon he did too.
   Once again, we'd jumped into golden mist in the process. I wished us lying in a red cave and he told me "You know, You won't be at full strength till you stop wanting privacy."
   "I know."
   We rested in each other's arms for a while, his limp penis in my mouth, and my head proped up on a convenient stone. When he told me he needed to pee, I daringly told him he could do it in my mouth. He was right about it tasting like liquid air.
   When he felt rested, he tole me "There's a couple more kinds of sex we can do. Are you ready to try them?"
   "I don't know. Oral sex was quite a step." It felt weird to do something and then find I knew the word for it.
   "This'll be dead easy compared to what you've been through. They're actually not as interesting as what we've done."
   "Then why do you want to do them?"
   "To be complete. Let's stand up."
   We stood up, careful to keep touching each other, and he turned me around to face away from him. He got his hard penis between my buttocks and pressed the tip against my anus. He told me "Open up now, kind of like you were going to poop." When I did, he pushed his dick inside me. It wasn't as slipery and it didn't feel as good, but Tom was moaning in pleasure as he thrust in me. He did put a hand over my crotch and rub me with it, so I didn't get bored. He brought us both to one orgasm before he stoped.
   At this point, we were hungry again and we drank milk from each other's nipples. When we were done, I asked "The milk is wonderful, but is there anything else to eat in this world?"
   "Actually yes. If you're floating in fire and have a sexual charge, you can make some of the fire turn into just about any food you want. You have to keep your will on it though, or it'll turn back into fire. Also the fire won't turn into plates or utensils, so you'll have to eat with your fingers. And it won't turn into anything cold, but it will turn a kind of tingly refreshing."
   "Sounds like there's lots of little rules about it."
   "There sure are. The fire won't turn into clothes either, but it will turn into buildings for kids who are really strong.
   I wondered what kind of buildings fire turned into and we were suddenly in one. The building was entirely made of gold. Under our bare feet, we could feel the floor made of warm metal that somehow hinted that it was soft. It was crowded with children, many of whom were having sex. The walls and ceiling were in intricate filigree of firy shapes with many child shapes added in.
   It occured to me that the building was largely images of things that were pretty normal here and I wondered if the fire could become anything different. We were suddenly in a colorfull room about the size of my bed room back home. The walls held images of grass and trees and even a lake, though the picture included many naked children, half of which were having sex. A bed filled most of the room, and it was covered with an orgy of children. One saw us and waved us over, and I wished myself back to a cave, though I was now somewhat attracted to the touching.
   "You said a couple more kinds of sex." I was becoming aroused at the thought of it, as well as the memory of the orgy.
   "There's one more common kind. Also just about any way you can have your genitals rubbed against someone else counts as sex, but the other kind is to use hands." He seperated a little from me and reached down and stuck a finger in my vagina. "Wrap a hand around my dick." he told me. I did so and started pumping. He moaned in pleasure and soon we both had orgasms.
   He brought us to a stop and told me "Next would be sex with another girl. I know a few girls who should be good for that." He started jumping us around till reached a clump of children engaged in sex, floating in golden mist. We waited for a long time for them to get tired, and Tom called "Hi Oalia!" A girl replied in another language, though I recognized Tom's name. Tom answered "I've got a girl who's learning about sex. We need someone to teach her the things I can't." After another uninteligable reply, Tom answered "I don't think she's ready for that. Thanks anyway."
   As he started jumping us again, I asked "What did she suggest?"
   "Joining their orgy. Oalia's not from a place that has privacy."
   Several other conversations went the same way. We stoped to have sex and eat, though Tom refused to let it be deep sex. Finally we came to a red place with an orange haired pink girl sleeping by herself. We waited a suprisingly short time for her to wake up and Tom called "Hi Sunstone." Sunstone was happy to teach me and the three of us jumped back to a red cave.
   Sunstone didn't ask permision or announce her intentions. She just started exploring me with her hands and mouth, kissing me all over. She stoped for breath long enough to tell me "Come on. My skin's for touching." A moment later, we were both on the ground getting to know each other's bodys in every way we could. Then she worked us to a sixty nine position and I knew what was expected of me. I stuck my tongue inside her and let her moans guide me. Then she pulled out of me long enough to tell me "Open youself. It's safe to do." Even so, it was almost as hard as opening to Tom the first time. Actually it was a little harder because I didn't know her as well as I'd known Tom then, though amusingly, I knew her body much better. When I managed, I was suprised at how much gentleness I felt in her. She just felt I was ready to keep up with her.
   We achieved four deep orgasms before I couldn't continue. She replaced her mouth with some fingers to tell me "Use you hand." I did so, and realized a moment later that she hadn't spoken English.
   We'd jumped while we shared and were now floating in a blue crowded place. She jumped us to a red, less populated place to rest, but had no problems resting facing my crotch, and I didn't complain. I just told myself we didn't have any dirty parts. I wondered where we'd lost Tom, and realized that when Sunstone had started her sensory assault, Tom had let go of me for the first time since I'd come to this world. I wished I was with him and then realized I wanted to rest more and wished us back to a sparsely populated red place.
   When we were rested, she turned herself around so we could talk into each other's ears and told me "You seemed afraid to open yourself."
   I answered "Yes. I was. I hardly knew you."
   "A lot of times, you'll meet people who don't speek your language. You can't even start to know them without opening yourself. Think you're ready for that?"
   I knew Sunstone would take me at my word if I said I was. I answered "I don't think so. It was hard to open to you, and I know Tom knows you."
   She thought for a moment, and then flew us to a sleeping boy and told me "Wait till he wakes up before you touch him. I'll stay with you as long as you need me." She got down and held me by my ankles. I'd have rather had her hold a hand, but understood that this would make us free to more easily fit together. The boy was several inches shorter than me, which made me feel oddly safer.
   The boy woke up and was instantly all over me. Remembering Sunstone's command, I tried to respond in kind, but was somewhat hampered by Sunstone hanging on my ankles. He entered me long after I was burning with lust, and I was suprised at how big his little penis felt inside me. I told myself that Sunstone was there for me and forced myself to open to him. As before, when we achieved our first deep orgasm, my fear was pushed aside by desire for another. We managed four before I couldn't move any more, and he did the work to finish our act.
   We went to a red place to rest and Alam asked me "Are you scared of opening?" I'd learned his name along with his language.
   "Yes." I realized that Sunstone had gone. I felt betrayed, though I knew that from her viewpoint, I hadn't needed her after my first deep orgasm.
   He kissed my neck and told me "I hope it gets easier soon. Think you need someone for your next time?"
   I knew he meant Sunstone hanging from my ankles. "Maybe not. Sunstone showed me that I'm more ready than I think for things. Do you think I should try it alone next time?"
   "The worst that'll happen is your partner gets disapointed. At least you know about having sex. I didn't have a teacher when I got here, and when girls mounted me, I thought they wanted me to pee inside them. I freaked the first twenty times kids tried to have sex with me, and it took twenty times after that before I could bring myself to let girls do it with me. I didn't do it right with a boy till I got so lonely I opened myself to a girl, who was able to teach me."
   "I guess I've been lucky. Is it easy for you to open now?"
   "I'm just open all the time now. I think most of us are."
   "I've a long way to go."
   He kissed me again and told me "You'll get there."
   We fell asleep together and I dreamed full of fire again. When we woke up, he asked if he could pee inside me, and knowing it would just be liquid fire, I let him and I peed at the same time he did. We were hungry, so we seperated and brought ourselves to orgasms with our hands and drank each other's milk. The he told me a warped version of Sleeping Beauty in which the prince had sex with the princess in her sleep and she didn't wake up till she had children and one of them sucked the spindle out. The he told me "You can find me eventually if you want. Do you want to try openning to a stranger on your own?"
   "I'm not sure I want to, but I think that's what I'll do."
   He squirmed up and french kissed me, sticking his tongue in my mouth. I resisted my reaction that this was gross and tongue dualed with him for a time. Then he told me "I've heard that french kissing was invented on the same world that story came from. Goodbye."
   "Goodbye!" I was suprised that the story had come from my world. I supposed that kids would add sex to fairy tales when they told them here. There were some interesting possibilitys.
   I flew to a sleeping girl who was a little taller than I was. As before, it didn't take long for her to wake up, and then she was all over me. We were soon sixty nining and I forced myself to open to her. I succeeded and knew it would be easier the next time.
   By my sixth solo openning, I was much less afraid of it. I decided to try to talk with Tom and see what he thought of it. It took a lot longer than it had taken Tom to find his friends. When I did, I found him in a clump of children having an orgy. I flew along side, wondering if I was welcome, and if I dared join if I was, when a hand reached out and pulled me in. It was quite complicated, and when I'd recovered from my suprise, I did as they did and felt and kissed whatever was in reach. A tongue reached into my vagina and I found a penis with my mouth. A mouth fastened to one of my nipples, and the suction there suddenly lessened as I had an orgasm. I felt wet labia press against a hand and I stuck a finger between them. It took some concentration to stimulate two children, so I turned down a third. The boy I was sucking on pulled out after an orgasm, so I took the hint and moved away from the lips on mine when I reached a resting point. Some fingers soon took its place and I found a girls crotch with my face. Some time later, I found myself sucking on Tom's penis. He took my head in his hands and gently pulled me free of the clump.
   "You know you could have called to me."
   "Yes, but I wanted to know what a clump was like."
   We were in each other's arms and his penis inside me at this point. "It's a small tight clump. It's just a place for shallow sex. You noticed that it was all oral and hand sex. Kids don't try to talk there. You managed it pretty well, but you were pretty quiet about your pleasure."
   He wasn't the first to comment on that, but it didn't matter much for deep sex. When I had shallow sex with a single person, I'd learned to moan a little for my partner, but I hadn't achieved the nerve to just expose myself to a bunch of strangers. "I guess I should try to moan next time. It's sort of scary in a clump of strangers."
   Tom answered "Trying again would be a good idea, but I think you came to see me."
   "You're right." I told him what I'd accomplished with Sunstone and afterward. He was pleased with my progress. I concluded "What do you think I should do next to get up to strength?"
   "An eternal crowd should purge you of your last bit of modesty fastest. I think your ready for one. You just wish youself to the most crowded place that exists in this world. In an eternal crowd, kids do a lot of deep sex and just sleep there when they're tired. There's a lot of shallow sex too. How about you go to one and I go in and tell you when I think you've had enough time to adapt?"
   "OK. But could we do some deep sex first?"
   "Just open yourself."
   We coupled to exhaustion. This time, I still collapsed first, but Tom didn't have enough energy to bring either of us off. We slept, had hand sex, and drank milk before he gently pushed me away. "Good bye Mary. And good luck."
   "Good bye Tom."
   I made my wish and the world turned bluish white, and the heat left me feeling full of energy. The place felt like under water instead of air. For an instant I thought I'd misjumped to an empty place, but then I felt several touches and found I was blind, or rather the atmosphere was opaque. I closed my eyes and did as I had in the clump, touching and kissing wherever I could, though I did try to moan where apropriate. At first it was like the clump, but then I felt a kid work up my body and then the boy entered me. I opened myself to him and coupled to exhaustion. I found myself already recovering when he pulled out of me, and after a moment of rest with many kids touching me, I felt ready to do it again. I got hungry and found a niple with milk in it. Then a girl managed a sixty nining position with me.
   As time went on, my endurance improved. I lost my sense of dignity and gave voice to any pleasure I felt. Openning became easier till I decided to keep myself open. At first I sometimes forgot, then I kept myself open, and finally my reflex to close my self left me completely. I don't know how many names I learned or sparks I acquired, but I did become entirely native to the world.

   I moaned in joy as Tom began exploring my body. Soon he entered me and told me "You're ready now. If you want to travel outside this world, you now have the power."
   It took me a second to remember "My father. I want to find my father." I still loved him, though I'd changed a lot. I wanted to show him the wonders of sex. I vaguely remembered his attitudes about keeping my clothes on, but they no longer seemed real. I knew we'd been insane and now I was sane and wanted to share what I had. "How do I jump out? Can you teach me?" It was hard to restrain myself from having deep sex with him.
   "Reach for a gate. You should be able to feel the boundry of this plain in your mind."
   He was right, but the gates were not neatly marked. Instead, the boundry shifted and flowed, forming and erasing many flaws. Some were clearly points where my plain extended into others in the form of a fire of some sort, while otheres felt deep enough to be ways I could jump out of my world. I jumped.

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