Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Like all of my work this is fiction. Pure and simple. If you don't like the idea of young people testing their boundaries then you should read no further. Likewise, if you are underage or in a part of the world where such written expressions are forbidden then you should go elsewhere. I'm always happy to hear from people and friends old or new. Email me here: Knjfriend(at)yahoo.co.uk Lucy. "C'mon sweetie. I can see them just down the street. 2 boys and a girl. C'mon you have to try and make friends one day." Lucy Thomas glared at her mother from behind the book she was half reading. They had moved in to the house last Saturday and Lucy had avoided going out for most of the week. It was Friday. Three more days before the half term break finished and she started at her new school. It would be kind of neat to know somebody before she arrived as a newbie. "C'mon Lucy. It won't be that bad" her mother encouraged. Lucy snapped her book shut, glowered once more and stomped from the room. Her whole life had been elsewhere. Why did they have to move? Sure the house was nice, the neighbourhood was nice, there was no broken glass in the street, no rubbish in doorways, but she didn't know anybody. Not a soul. Slipping on a lightweight jacket Lucy slipped out of the door of number 26 and focussed down the street. She could see the three figures. Two boys definitely. Lucy wasn't so sure about the girl. Lucy purposefully marched away from her own small patch of lawn. Two hundred yards to go. Her mouth went dry, her mind stalled. She faltered. She stopped. Three heads turned to face her. With a supreme effort of will she moved her right foot forward, then her left, she was moving again. "They're all boys" she muttered "They'll hate me" she promised herself. Her twelve year old mind wandered back to a memory from long ago. She sat at the kerbside playing with a doll. She was five or maybe six years old. A new girl sat next to her. A big girl. The new girl asked about the boys across the way. Lucy warned her. Told her they didn't play with girls. Still the new girl got up and walked towards the boys, skirt swirling in the breeze. There were three of them. They stopped and watched as she walked closer. Lucy watched. Doll in hand. Watched for the rejection. "You can see my tits" said new girl to the group. Lucy watched as the four of them trooped around the back of the flats. She went back to her doll. The squeal made her look. Lucy watched the boys tear back around the corner. One of them threw a blue rag into a bush and they ran on. New girl walked slowly around the corner. Stopped to pick up her blue knickers and went home buttoning her shirt as she walked Still, thought Lucy as she walked down the street, the new girl always had somebody to play with after that. Lucy focussed on the three bodies now openly watching her advance. There was a tall blonde boy of about her age or a little older, a shorter stockier boy around the same age and the girl. Was that a girl? Lucy noticed an old man following her progress from a seat in front of his bungalow. He smiled at her as he filled his pipe. It was a slightly unnerving smile. It's definitely not a girl. Lucy stalled, faltered, almost stopped. The boys, all three of them, stood side by side watching her approach. Eventually she was there. "Hi" she whispered "I'm Lucy" she added into the silence. Tall blonde looked at his companions. She was crashing and burning, she could hear the flames crackling around the fuselage. The words tumbled out like a parachute. "You can see my tits if you want" Glee on the face of short and stocky, amazement on the face of the imitation girl. Tall blond turned to her and ripped the parachute to shreds. "No thanks" he snapped "you're alright as you are" She was freefalling now, watching the ground rush up to meet her. The safety chute opened, snapped her upright. "We're going for a ride. Wanna come?" asked short and stocky. Lucy found herself smiling. She held out her hand. "Lucy" she offered. Short and stocky took her hand, gave it a quick tug and muttered his name briefly. "Aidan" Lucy turned to look at tall and blonde. He didn't offer his hand. "Jake" he announced into the gap. "and that" he continued indicating the boy/girl behind him, "is Ashley. C'mon, we'll grab bikes and meet back at yours, your mum will wanna meet us." Mrs Thomas did indeed want to inspect the group before giving permission for the ride to proceed. "All boys?" she queried from he doorstep "Yeah, even Ash" giggled Aidan. Mrs Thomas focussed on the slender, effeminate with the long dark hair for a moment before returning to more pressing matters. Where would they go? When would they be back? Finally she turned to Jake. "Are you the oldest?" "No, that would be Aidan." Jake replied. Susan Thomas thought for a moment. "Well you're the biggest Jake. Look after my little girl." "MUM!" wailed Lucy as the boys mounted up. Lucy scrambled after them and were soon at the end of the road and turning the corner. Susan Thomas shook her head "Ashley is male?" she whispered to herself. They rode a while, stopped a while, rode some more and stopped for a break. Whilst they rode the boys would point out local landmarks, throwing names and stories into the mix as they went. When they stopped questions would be asked. Some short and simple, some not so. And so, through the rest of the day, Lucy knew that Ashley was 12 and would be in her year at school. She also knew that he lived with his grandparents on the "odd" side of the street. "Odd" because all the odd numbers were allocated to retirement bungalows and, as every young person knows, the older the person the odder the behaviour. Aidan was 13 and just a month older than Jake, also 13. Aidan lived with his parents and two brothers. Jake, an only child, lived with his mum and step-father. On the second or third break Lucy was warned about old Mr Tucker. The man with the pipe who had watched her so intently that morning. There was nothing concrete, of course, but Mr Tucker always watched the girls and, for some reason, Ashley. Rumour had it that he had never been married but that he had enjoyed plenty of girlfriends. Lucy was also tipped off about certain of the teachers that she would encounter, which demanded instant respect and which could be persuaded to give a little more latitude with things like homework timetables. For her part, Lucy confirmed her age, name and that she lived with her mum. She explained that she didn't remember her father as he had left when she was a baby and had never been back in touch. Lucy described her mum as protective but ok really. Mum ran a small business from home, making dresses and repairing clothes, so that she would always be around for her daughter. No mention was made of the tits exposure offer, not by the boys and certainly not by Lucy who, as the day wore on, was starting to hope that she had imagined the flurry of words. That evening Lucy sat opposite her mother, chatting happily as they shared a meal. Mum listened, as only mothers do. Mum made mental notes and then, just as Lucy started to suspect that she was being discreetly interrogated, Mum diverted her daughter. "Well my girl, you spend the entire day out on your own with a pack of teenage boys and you try and tell me that none of them tried anything on?" "MUM!" squealed Lucy "They're not a pack and nobody tried anything." "Dissappointed?" "MUM!" Lucy squealed even louder "Maybe" suggested her mother "we ought to be booking in one of those mother/daughter chats soon huh" "MUM!" came the stock reply. There was a certain delight on the face of one twelve year old girl when, the following morning, she hid part way up the stairs as hr mother went to answer the doorbell. "Hello ..... Aidan?" queried Susan Thomas. "Hi Mrs Thomas. Is Lucy coming out?" Susan Thomas smiled, knowing full well where her daughter was. She turned back into the hallway. "Lucy!" she called "one of your boyfriends is here" "MUM!" squealed Lucy as she hurried down the stairs and pushed past her mother into the daylight. Susan Thomas smiled quietly as she closed the door behind her daughter. "Boyfriend?" queried Aidan as he caught up with the fleeing girl. "Mums attempt at being funny - she's just teasing me" Lucy explained. Aidan fell in alongside her and they trudged up the slight incline towards Jake's house. The trio were soon joined by Ashley and they mucked around happily for the next couple of hours. Ashley and Aidan had already deserted when the heavens opened. "C'mon" urged Lucy as she ran towards her house. Lucy opened the front door. "Mum" she cried out "Can Jake come in?" "Shoes by the door please" replied her mother Jake and Lucy shucked off their sodden shoes as requested. "My oh my" exclaimed Mrs Thomas "You're soaked through. Lucy go upstairs and get changed, Jake come with me." Lucy bounded for the stairs as Jake dutifully followed Mrs Thomas into the kitchen. A few moments later Susan Thomas called up to her daughter. "You dressed yet?" "Yeah mum, just coming." Mrs Thomas turned to Jake "up you go, second door on the right." He tapped on her bedroom door a few seconds later. "I said I was coming" snapped Lucy expecting to find her mother on the other side of the door. "Oh, sorry" she hissed "what happened to your shirt?" Jake pulled the small towel tighter around his shoulders. "Your mother happened" he growled "I almost lost my jeans too!" Lucy giggled. "Mum can be a bit of a handful" she admitted "but she means well." She added as she made way for the boy to enter her room. Half an hour later they were playing Halo quite happily. "Can I ask you something?" asked Jake "uh'huh" agreed Lucy hesitantly. "Why did you offer to show us your tits the other day?" the boy asked, reddening just a little. Lucy at first refused to allow herself to remember that particular episode. She turned away from the boy, stared out of the window and then turned back to Jake. "Doesn't matter if you don't wanna tell me" he offered, smiling. "I dunno" admitted Lucy "It was something I saw somebody do once. I hadn't planned it or anything." Jake nodded and turned back to the screen. "Hey" said Lucy quietly "why didn't you want me to show anyways?" Jake smiled again. "It's not that I didn't want" he grinned "I just didn't think you really wanted to." There was a moment's awkward silence which Lucy broke. "Some boys would have made me" she realised out loud. "True" snapped Jake punching her shoulder as he did "Aidan was really miffed that I said no". Lucy laughed, Jake laughed. Silence followed. This time it was Jake who spoke first. "You can show me one day, when you're ready" he suggested quietly. It was Lucy who turned beet red that time. "What is it with Ashley" she asked to deflect the attention. "dunno really" replied Jake thoughtfully "he was a normal boy a year or two ago." "he's normal now" corrected Lucy "Well kinda, but well, he just started to get all soft and girly and now he doesn't know what he wants." "But you and Aidan are still his friends?" "Been friends forever" offered Jake wistfully "No reason to change that now." Susan Thomas shouted up the stairs. "Lucy, Jake, get your clothes back on, Aidan's here" Aidan's eyes almost popped out of his head when Jake marched down the hall tugging his shirt over his head. Lucy just squealed "MUM!" The new school week came around quickly enough. Lucy, emboldened by her bodyguard of Jake, Aidan and Ashley, walked confidently into school. There she was separated, like any other new kid joining part way through the academic year, processed and finally delivered to class at the start of the second period. As she was introduced to her Maths teacher, Mr Johnson, her eyes scanned the sea of fresh young faces. She almost jumped for joy when her eyes met Ashley's and he smiled back warmly. "Ah" noticed Mr Johnson "If you already know Ashley why not go sit with him." He suggested with a palm between her shoulder blades. There were a few hisses and at least one "all girls together" comment but Lucy was soon lost in the basics of Algebra. The balance of the morning included English and Science, both of which she shared with Ashley. At lunchtime, as a few of the brasher boys tried to show Ashley who was boss and show off to the new girl at the same time, Jake's appearance at their side silenced all detractors. By the time of the afternoon bell and the end of school Lucy was happy and relaxed and waved a cheery goodbye to a few new friends as the bodyguard formed around her. The group marched down the road losing Aiden and Jake as they did. Lucy was soon left alone whilst Ashley ran over to his own home and then re-joined quickly when he found nobody home. "Hi Ashley" said Mrs Thomas as she met the pair at the front door. "Come in sweet" Ashley & Lucy exchanged a glance. "Your granddad has been taken ill" explained Lucy's mum before she continued to explain that he had been taken to hospital around noon. "I promised that I'd feed you and that you could stay here until we know what's going on." "Thanks Mrs T" the boy said earnestly "Wonder how gran is coping?" It was only a few minutes later when "Gran" appeared at the front door. The long and the short of it was that the old man was being kept in for a few days. The two women chatted for a while and then Mrs Thomas called the children in. "Ashley" she started "would you be happy staying here for a few days?" Ashley looked at his gran and at Lucy. They both gave gentle smiles back. "That's settled then" said Mrs Thomas "Lucy will go with you to collect enough clothes for a few days and you can right back here. No point in your gran having to worry about you too." An hour later and the boy had been fed and watered. "Any homework kids?" Both shook their heads. "Go on then, go off and play a bit." An hour later and the giggles and bangs were just starting to annoy. Mrs Thomas climbed the stairs determinedly, burst through Lucy's bedroom door and stopped in her tracks. Lucy and Ashley fell silent too. "You look gorgeous Ashley" she whispered "try and keep the noise down just a bit huh" she added as she pulled the door shut behind her. Inside, Ashley just looked horrified at his young companion. Lucy gave him an appraising look. Her borrowed boots, short skirt and halter top looked incredibly good on the boy. "She's right Ash, you're really hot!" Ashley blushed. Nothing was said of the dressing up incident over breakfast. Mrs Thomas simply gave them breakfast, discussed what they might like that evening and ushered them out of the door. Lucy said nothing to the others as they fell in alongside the pair and a normal day at school followed. It was the third evening, after Ashley had tried on almost all of the clothes that Lucy had, that they talked. Lucy asked why he was soooo excited about dressing like a girl and Ashley replied that he didn't really know. She asked what he wanted to do in the future and the boy went silent. Eventually he looked up with fear in his young eyes. "Do you think the guys will hate me if I dressed my way in front of them?" "By `my way' do you mean borrowing my skirts?" Lucy asked wickedly "Not necessarily" giggled Ashley "but I'd like to be pretty, you know, like you." "Come off it Ashley!" Lucy giggled back "No honestly, you're really pretty - I mean really pretty" "Yeah right" she snapped "I would, well I would if I wasn't other ways inclined" he giggled rudely "And you think I'd let you?" she bellowed back "I think you'd let Jake" the boy countered Lucy hit him with a pillow, hard. "So you admit you're a poofter then?" Lucy squealed as she straddled the prone boy and hit him again, giggling all the time. "Maybe" squealed Ashley "if you admit that you'd let Jake" "Let Jake what exactly?" she asked going red "Pretty much whatever he wanted I reckon" he squealed as she tried to smother him with the pillow. They were exhausted after a few minutes and lay side by side breathing hard. "I might" Lucy conceded "What Jake?" the boy asked Lucy nodded as she bit her bottom lip. "Yeah me too" the boy admitted as a broad grin spread over his face. Two days later, just before the weekend hit, granddad was allowed home. Still, to give the old man time to recuperate, it was agreed that Ashley would spend another week with the Thomas's. Money changed hands, doors closed. "Now Ashley" said Mrs Thomas as she entered he living room. "You're with us another week and there needs to be some changes around here." Ashley's face fell. Lucy looked glum. "But mum" Lucy tried. "No, I won't have it. I won't have lies under my roof when I can do something about it." The two youngsters exchanged worried glances. "Tomorrow" Mrs Thomas continued "we're going shopping for a few essentials." "Do we have to come mum, it is Saturday." "Well" said Mrs Thomas, hands on hips "Ashley has to be there. How do I know what fits if he's not there to try things on." "What things?" asked Lucy suspiciously. "Well, I thought it would be nice if Ashley had some clothes that you could borrow for a change." The boys mouth dropped open. "You mean, girl clothes?" he gasped. Susan Thomas smiled. "You might as well be yourself whilst you're here young man." "But I don't have much savings" he gushed. "Nor do I" replied Mrs Thomas "But your grandmother just made a contribution to housekeeping for the week and you're really not expensive to keep. We can afford a few things and I can probably make a few more if we can get the right material and basics." Susan Thomas eyed the two silent twelve year olds. "Well, shopping tomorrow?" "Just one thing" gushed an excited Ashley "granddad will never let me keep any of it at home." "No I don't suppose he will, still Lucy has room for a few things in her wardrobe" replied Mrs Thomas winking. It was raining on Saturday morning. That made it easy for Lucy to send messages to Aidan and Jake to put them off until after lunch. Over breakfast Mrs Thomas casually suggested that Lucy help Ashley find something suitable in her wardrobe. Ashley nearly choked on his toast. "Well young man" Mrs Thomas explained patiently "I can hardly take a boy into a clothes shop and send him off to try on skirts and dresses can I?" Lucy giggled. "She has a point Ash" "But, but, I'll have to go outside dressed like that" "Up to you Ashley" said Mrs Thomas softly "but there's no point in you having the right attire if you're not planning to show it off!" Ashley thought for a moment as he chewed on another bite of toast. "Ok, but can I wear a long coat to the car" he finally asked Mother and daughter exchanged looks and laughs. Town was heaving as you might expect on a Saturday. Few of the store assistants gave the trio a second glance as Mrs Thomas oversaw the two girls going through the racks. Lucy wore faded blue jeans, a crop top and a light cardigan over the top. Ashley wore a plain white blouse with a modest blue skirt over white knee socks and sandals. Many stores later and the trio headed back to the car laden with goodies. Arriving home Ashley sprang out of the car, carrying the long coat over his arm and swirling his blue skirt with an air of calculated indifference. Lucy smiled, linked her arm through his and escorted him behind closed doors. Half an hour later and a boy and girl, both wearing tatty blue jeans and tee shirts, emerged from the house to meet up with Jake and Aidan. Nothing was said about the catwalk show planned for that evening but Ashley had a grin like a Cheshire cat all day long. Almost as soon as he finished eating his evening meal, Ashley asked to be excused. Mrs Thomas gave him a few moments alone with the carrier bags before turning to Lucy. "Best you go and lend a hand" she suggested "Mum! He'll be getting changed" Lucy squeaked "Uh-huh, so you'll have to be discreet, but he's gonna need you to help him put the right stuff together. He's not a proper girl yet you know." "I dunno mum, he'll be embarrassed." "You both will, I'm sure, but you'll cope. Go on now." Climbing to the top of the stairs Lucy hesitated outside her own bedroom door. She knocked softly. "Who is it?" Ashley shouted "It's me silly, mum says I should help." Silence. Lucy took a deep breath and turned the handle. Sticking her head around the door she saw the boy shyly holding a red dress against him. "You can't come in" whispered Ashley "I'm not dressed" "Mum says I need to help you. Mum says we both have to just get over it." "It?" the boy queried "I guess she means the extras you got that I don't" laughed Lucy "What you wearing behind there anyways?" "Panties" replied Ashley hesitantly "What those red lacey ones from the last shop?" asked his would be dresser Ashley nodded. "Show me" said the girl. Hesitantly, Ashley let the dress slip down to expose his smooth, bare chest. He held the material crumpled in front of his groin. "C'mon Ash, you're gonna crease your dress." "Oh fine then" the boy stormed as he tossed the dress onto the bed and stood, hands on hips, wearing nothing but those red lacey panties. "Cute" whispered Lucy "you have great legs" she added as she swept across the room to him. "Thanks" he managed quietly and then, as Lucy tugged her tee shirt over her head "what you doing Luce?" "Well" replied the girl brightly "if we're all girls together it's ok, right?" and with that she slipped out of her jeans to stand before her friend in just bra and panties. Ashley smiled a thank you and visibly relaxed. "It's not that great ya know" said Lucy after a while of fiddling with the boys hair. "What?" asked Ashley "Well here I am nearly naked with a boy and I'm having no impact - not good for a girls confidence at all" she smiled wickedly. Ashley giggled back. "Bet you have a different effect when Jake sees you huh" he mused "What makes you think I'll let Jake see me like this?" queried Lucy "I don't think, girlfriend, I know!" snapped the boy. "Hmmm" considered Lucy "For a raging poofter you're quite built" she said, pointedly staring at his panty clad crotch. "LUCY!" he squealed covering himself with his hands. She grinned at his awkwardness and handed him his first outfit of the evening. The red dress came down to mid-thigh and swirled delightfully as Ashley moved. Lucy had lent a delicate pair of matching sandals and a simple set of wooden beads around his throat finished the picture. The next outfit was a yellow top, with a mandarin collar. The surprise was that it was pretty much backless. The collar held the top section in place and thin contrasting thongs laced the bottom few inches together. This was paired with an old pair of jeans and light brown shoes. Finally came the most daring outfit. Tight denim cutoff style shorts with a cuttoff tee shirt in pale pink. The cuttoff sections had, of course, been carefully manufactured and properly hemmed. A pair of black boots with a 3 inch heel added to the overall picture. Ashley's long legs shone out and the bare firm midriff called out for attention. "Umm" said Mrs Thomas thoughtfully as she knelt before the boy. "How do the shorts feel?" "Ok, a bit uncomfortable I guess" Ashley admitted. "Not built for this bit" said Susan Thomas as she patted the boy bulge before her. Ashley leapt a mile, Lucy allowed her jaw to drop and both youngsters squealed their surprise. Susan Thomas managed to keep a straight face. "Ok Ash" she said "whip them off for me" "What my shorts? NO WAY!" he squealed "Look" said Mrs Thomas stiffly "I can alter these to make room for your extras but I need them off, now!" Ashley looked at Lucy who was about to jump to his defence when Mrs Thomas interrupted her. "Ok, how did you sort this upstairs?" "What?" queried the girl "Well you must have seen Ashley stripped to his underwear, how did he overcome his shyness?" Ashley went red. Lucy fumbled with her fingers as she sought out the words. "Well?" queried Mrs Thomas impatiently. "It was kinda, um, like all girls together" gushed Lucy. Mrs Thomas nodded her understanding. "Fine" she snapped "Off with your shirt and jeans Lucy" "MUM!" the girl squealed "Look, I've seen it all before, Ashley has seen it all before, what is the problem?" Lucy slowly undressed and stood, uncomfortably, in her underwear. "Now" said Mrs Thomas, patting that bulge once more "off with the shorts Ashley." The boy slowly unsnapped each of the buttons and slid the shorts down his legs. "Nice panties" smiled Mrs Thomas, and then "quite a package you have there, don't you think Lucy?" Two beet red twelve year olds stood in the lounge in their underwear as Mrs Thomas carefully inspected the insides of the shorts. She made a couple of marks with a chalk that appeared, as if by magic, in her hands and then, with an equally magical tape, she measured Ashley. Waist, hips and, much to his chagrin, inside leg. "Right" she finally announced "that'll give me something to work on, off you go and play, I'll call you when I need a fitting." Sheepishly the two children headed for the door. By the time they reached the stairs they were running and Ashley scampered up the stair ahead of Lucy. Finally shutting the bedroom door behind them Ashley turned to the grinning Lucy. "What?" he snapped "Nice bum too" the girl giggled. "Yeah well" said Ashley starting to relax "yours ain't too bad either" "Ashley Tonkins, you're not supposed to be looking!" hollered Lucy. "umm" he said thoughtfully, "Jake `ll love the description of those titties too!" The pillow caught him in the face. Sure enough, two fittings later, the shorts not only fitted perfectly, they looked great and didn't threaten to cut the boy in two when he walked. "Better" asked Mrs Thomas Ashley nodded. "Thanks Mrs T. Sorry for being a pain" he added "Ok, off with them then, and the shirt too." The boy stripped off his shorts and shirt once again and handed them to Mrs Thomas. "What do you need to do now?" he asked "Nothing Ash, I just wanted to have a good look at you in those panties" said Susan Thomas as she winked at the boy. "You are gonna make some guy very happy one day." Face reddening rapidly and followed by bra and panty clad Lucy, Ashley raced for the bedroom. They were breathing hard when they shut the bedroom door behind them. Giggles followed, first from Lucy and then from Ashley. "Ash" whispered Lucy suddenly "What?" "You're hard" The boy glanced down at his overstretched panties. "Shit!" exclaimed Ashley as his erection threatened to overwhelm his panties. "Does it hurt?" asked Lucy, fascinated "They are a bit tight" admitted the boy "Let it out" the girl suggested "What?" "Let it out. Show me" she encouraged Ashley hooked his thumbs under the waistband of his red lacey panties and pulled the fabric forward. Somehow his cock found enough room and sprang upwards like some rampant jack in the box. "Jeez, it's huge" exclaimed Lucy moving closer. "Lucy, don't go on" pleaded Ashley "What made it happen?" asked the girl "Dunno, just does sometimes" explained Ashley "Can I touch?" "No way" he exclaimed Too late. Lucy helped the panties down his thighs and fully released the monster. It bobbed before her eager eyes. Her fingers wrapped around the shaft instantly. The heat was intense, so was the excitement and the tension. "Don't!" he whimpered as the girl pumped his shaft gently. "Please don't, it's not nice, oh,,,, oh Christ...." Ashley spurted his first jet in a high arc to land on the dresser next to the bed. The second caught Lucy on her arm and the rest dribbled down her fist, still tightly wrapped around the fast depleting member. "Incredible!" she exclaimed sitting back on the bed and watching intently as Ashley's erection dwindled and went back to hiding. "It's horrible!" protested Ashley. "Makes such a mess" "Well" announced Lucy "you better get used to it. If you find a boyfriend they'll be two of you at it." Ashley looked at her, saw the smile in her eyes and smiled back. "Shall we clean up?" she suggested quietly. It was a full three weekends later. Ashley had moved back in with his grandparents and only visited his secret clothes stash briefly at weekends. Still, when he did, Lucy would watch avidly as the boy discarded his clothes, all of them, pranced and posed naked for a few moments and then slowly dressed as a girl. His beauty was without doubt. Lucy just wasn't sure whether he looked prettier as a girl or completely naked. This particular Sunday was to be a real test of nerve. Susan Thomas had offered to take all the children to a Steam Rally in a town a few miles away. The plan had always been for Ashley to wear one of his "special" outfits but now he was having second thoughts. "C'mon Ash!" pleaded Lucy "the guys won't freak or anything" "I really dunno" "Ashley, am I right that both Aidan and Jake know that you are a little `confused' sexually?" asked Mrs Thomas "I suppose so" agreed the boy "and they still like you. They still want to be friends?" "Yeah" he agreed, seeing where this was going "So they would be the best people to test this out on, right?" "I guess" he admitted "Good" snapped Susan Thomas "That's settled. Now take those jeans off and that shirt and let's see what you're gonna wear for the boys." Ashley shucked out of his jeans and tee shirt without a further thought. "The shorts and a reasonably casual tee shirt I think. Lucy, lend him a training bra will you?" An hour later and Ashley was back in the kitchen. This time he wore a yellow tee shirt over those tight denim cutoffs. He was barefoot, but that was about to change, and his chest had sprouted small but perfectly formed swellings of which he was very proud. Shoes and sandals were tried and discarded. Finally a pair of plain white pumps were agreed upon. "Excellent!" decided Mrs Thomas. "Tomorrow when we arrive you can hang back and change in the car. Lucy will help you. Then you can catch us up and we'll spend the afternoon at the Rally." "Ok" agreed a less than enthusiastic Ashley. They parked in a field, along with hundreds of other cars. Mrs Thomas led Jake and Aidan away, parrying questions like an expert swordsman as she did so. Back at the car, Lucy and Ashley waited whilst a few more cars parked alongside them and emptied. Then Ashley lost his jeans and grubby tee shirt. Tossed aside his socks and squirmed in the seat, briefly, clad in only those lacey red panties. Lucy couldn't help but rub her hand over the bulge between his legs. "Don't!" he snapped "you know what might happen!" Lucy giggled as she helped him into those tight shorts, waited whilst he clambered into the yellow tee shirt and slipped his bare feet into those simple pumps. She brushed his hair quickly and half tugged him from the security of the rear seat and into the sunlight beyond. "C'mon" she shouted as she locked the door and pocketed the keys, "we can catch them if we run." Jake heard the footsteps pounding up first. He turned just slightly ahead of Aidan and Mrs Thomas. Jake smiled at Lucy and then caught sight of Ashley just behind. "Jeez!" he hissed. "Bugger me!" shouted Aidan "You look like a proper queer." "Take no notice Ashley" suggested Mrs Thomas "you look gorgeous and Aidan is simply jealous." For a few moments Mrs Thomas stood and watched as the four children re-appraised each other. "Well?" she finally asked nudging Jake between his shoulders. "You are pretty Ash" he offered "I mean, if I didn't know, well, I'd think you were pretty." "Aidan?" asked Lucy "Hot Ash, bloody doable" the boy grunted "None of that thank you Aidan" snapped Susan Thomas "but I do know what you mean" Ashley grinned. For the next few hours Susan Thomas strolled around the rally. She was never very far from her daughter and her other charges but she gave them room. She noticed that, instinctively, Jake and Aidan had started treating Lucy and Ashley in a similar fashion. They had ice creams bought for them, when they wanted a drink it was the boys who queued up for them. At the fairground rides Ashley and Lucy were given first choice of seats and, when a group of boys of a similar age started chatting to the "girls" Aidan and Jake protectively moved them on. Susan Thomas was sitting on a makeshift bench in the shade of an old tree when Aidan strolled over to ask if she was ok. "I'm fine thank you Aidan. How is Ashley getting on?" "He, I mean she, I mean..... I'm not sure what to call him." "The name hasn't changed" Mrs Thomas suggested "As far as how to treat him well, treat him like you would Lucy. Just remember that he might like to be touched where Lucy might not." Aidan looked at her and slipped away. Jake turned up next. He asked what she had meant about the touching bit. "Oh Jake, you know it what I mean. He needs to be wanted, as a girl." Mrs Thomas offered. Jake, wide eyed, turned to the group. Lucy was next to turn up. "Mum. What have you been saying?" "nothing really dear. I just want Ashley to know that his friends love him." "So are the boys `sposed to show that they love me too?" she stormed "Don't be silly Lucy. There must be some rules you know." Lucy stomped off. Only Ashley didn't wander over for a chat. Susan Thomas surmised that he wasn't party to this particular debate, a debate she didn't think would have any real effect. Still, she was a little surprised to see Aidan with his hand on Ashley's hip. More so when his hand slid down and into the back pocket on Ashley's oh so tight denim cutoffs. It didn't happen every weekend but, whenever she could, Susan would take the group to an event or location far enough away not to bump into too many people and yet close enough to be an easy jaunt. On those occasions Ashley would wear a suitable outfit and, as the day wore on and the children relaxed, Aidan would become more protective and more touchy around Ashley. Over the weeks and months Ashley managed to add to his wardrobe. Partly this was due to frantic saving and rare trips to the shops with Lucy and Mrs Thomas. Partly it was due to Lucy losing interest in some clothes and offering them to the boy who would eye them ravenously and then knowingly strip naked and put on a show for the girl whilst he tried them on. Again in part it was Susan Thomas who would look an offcut of material from a job and turn it into something for either Lucy of Ashley as she felt inclined. On those occasions the boy would allow himself to be partly undressed in the kitchen or lounge. He would wait contentedly whilst Mrs Thomas "measured" him and then would display himself once more for the younger female of the Thomas family. Overall, as his wardrobe grew so did his penchant for displaying his delectable body. It wasn't, then, a huge surprise when Ashley and Aidan disappeared during a visit to a Christmas Fayre. When they re-appeared Susan Thomas walked over to the pair. She leaned in close so that only the two boys would hear. "Do up your shorts Ash!" Two red faces later and Ashley huddled into a corner long enough to rebutton those favourite tight denim cutoffs. Within a few days of Christmas, just before school was due to start again, the weather turned. It is fair to say that the British do not, generally suffer extremes of weather. Sure the far north gets plenty of white stuff but for the whole country to grind to a half under a blanket of snow and, more dangerously, ice is a rarity. This year was that rarity. Ashley roped in Jake, Aidan and Lucy to help with shopping trips for his grandparents and their immediate neighbours and then, with half the street being of a certain age, the children found themselves being passed from neighbour to neighbour, doing the shopping, clearing paths and generally helping out. When the thaw came a few of the older folk asked if the group would be happy to carry on helping in return for a little cash. With the approval of parents "Buckets and Brooms" was born. An enterprise formed entirely of those four young people. By the end of January, with a few referrals the group found themselves with a thriving little business servicing the needs of a dozen households. The jobs ranged from shopping, to gardening to painting with a little light housework. The pay was generally dependent upon whatever the household could manage, or was prepared to offer. When old Mr Tucker stopped Aidan and asked if he might "partake of their services" the boy had no reason to refuse. Initially it was shopping, dusting, vacuuming, a little gardening all spread over a period of weeks. Eventually Mr Tucker took an entire day each and every month. Still, it was some time before the tasks started to become unusual. In the spring Lucy turned 13, followed closely by Ashley. Jake and Aidan followed with their fourteenth birthdays a little while later. On one of these occasions, nobody really remembers which, Mr Tucker baked a cake. He stopped them at their various chores early. Paid them his usual £7 each and bade them sit and eat. He gave them tea and sat with them as they ate cake and drank tea. "I've seen you" Mr Tucker said suddenly into the slurping and chewing "I've seen you all dressed up young man" He was looking at Ashley. Jake swallowed and was about to speak, but the old man simply held up his hand and Jake fell silent. "You are a pretty thing" he hissed "Would you be prepared to dress up for me when you are here?" Ashley looked at the old man with a look of horror. "I'd increase your wages, of course, for all of you, and I promise only to enjoy the view. I've no energy for other things." Ashley coughed but said nothing. Mr Tucker turned to Lucy. "And you, you young vixen, if you were to dress in a similar fashion, well the rewards could be endless." He paused. "Anyways, take the rest of the day off to think about it." He said as he rose and left the room. Four young faces looked around them and then, as one, they rose from their seats and crept silently out of the house. "What do you think?" asked Lucy a few minutes later "You're kidding right?" Jake almost exploded "What" the girl argued "if we dress like that when we're out why not when we're in?" "Well" said Jake puffing himself up whilst he thought "the difference is that we don't have some old weirdo paying you to flash him." "I don't see a problem" said Ashley quietly. "If we're all there then he can't try anything, even if he wanted to." "Hurrrumphhh" snapped Jake Aidan smiled at his friends, all of them. "Look guys" he said to Lucy and Ashley "It's really up to you. If you don't mind letting the old fart drool over you I don't mind getting paid a bit more." "You in?" Lucy asked Jake "Do I have a choice" grumbled Jake. The next time Buckets and Brooms descended on old Mr Tucker's house Ashley sported an extra rucksack. Once inside he asked where he and Lucy might change and, once he had his glee under control, Mr Tucker showed them to the spare room. Aidan and Jake hung around waiting for their friends to emerge. "Oh my dear lord" sang Mr Tucker as the door opened and Lucy emerged wearing a cropped top and white cotton shorts. The 6 inch gap between the top of the shorts and the bottom of her top showed off her firm young stomach and the shorts were short enough to maximise the benefit of her legs. Ashley followed in his fast becoming trademark denim cutoffs topped with a white tee shirt and Mr tucker sat down quickly. Aidan slipped off to the garden. Jake was given a shopping list and sent on his way. Lucy, as usual, found herself in the kitchen, cleaning and tidying whilst Ashley gave the lounge a dust and vacuum. Mr Tucker flitted between Lucy and Ashley just simply admiring the view. Periodically Aidan slipped inside to check up on his friends but there was no need. Eventually, jobs finished, Lucy and Ashley changed back into their normal work clothes and the group left chattering happily. They waited until they got some way up the road before Aidan asked the inevitable question. "What did we get guys?" Jake had the envelope. He pulled it out of his back pocket and tore it open. He flipped through the notes. "There's £60 in here" he breathed The extra money got split. They all had the same plans, save some, spend some. Lucy saved more than she spent. Ashley spent more than he saved. Jake and Aidan fell somewhere in between. Summer came and with it the long summer holidays. Mr Tucker announced that he was going to visit family and that he would be away for most of August. A small fee was agreed to keep an eye on his bungalow and a larger fee was promised if the children could fit in one extra round of "chores" before he went. Summer being summer, Lucy arrived to work wearing appropriate shorts and a tee shirt. Ashley slipped quietly into the spare room to change. His outfit, when he emerged a few moments later, was completely new. Not only that but Lucy hadn't been with him when he bought it. She wondered how, where and when he had worked up that particular feat of courage. The outfit consisted of a pale yellow bikini top, edged in blue piping. It consisted of little more than tiny triangles covering his nipples with long slender strings tied behind his neck and back. Beneath that top came a vast area of smooth firm flesh until your eyes arrived at the waistband of his skirt. It too was pale yellow, edged with blue piping. It was pleated. It was short. Lucy found herself looking to see if his underwear was immediately visible. It wasn't, quite. She forced herself to make her eyes continue their journey, down those firm, slim and never ending legs. He was barefoot but his toenails were painted pale yellow with delicate blue edging. Ashley smiled at the group. "My god Ash!" exclaimed Lucy. Jake just swallowed. "Awesome" hissed Aidan "Yes, yes, truly delightful" agreed Mr Tucker "now come on, don't we have jobs to do?" Lucy found herself largely ignored that day. Periodically, she would venture in to look into the lounge where Ashley was being closely supervised. Whenever the boy reached up his skirt rode up just enough to advertise that even his panties were pale yellow with blue piping. Lucy giggled. She dragged Aidan in from the garden and watched the boys discomfort as he witnessed the display that his young friend was giving Mr Tucker and she even encouraged Jake to have a look at the wanton young thing in pale yellow. "Jeez" hissed Jake "If you were wearing that......" he let the words trail off as if he didn't mean to say it out loud. Lucy filed it away for future reference. Eventually she finished in the kitchen. Even as she finished and looked out of the window to see what Jake and Aidan were up to in the garden, she realised that the lounge was unnaturally quiet. Creeping to the doorway she peered in. Mr Tucker was sat in an arm chair staring at the vision before him. Ashley had discarded the bikini top and flitted about the place, swirling his short skirt as he did so. Lucy was transfixed as the boy turned and bent and exposed those brief yellow panties to the old man. She heard him say something and she watched Ashley move forwards and clamber astride the old man's legs. His skirt rode up, exposing the front of his panties. His panties bulged, the bulge grew and grew. Lucy watched as one single crooked finger reached out, hooked over the waistband of those panties and pulled forward. Even as his erection rode the yellow wave Lucy started moving. "Ok" she called cheerily "time we were off." It was enough, the spell dissipated and Ashley sprang away from the old man. "Wow!" exclaimed Aidan a short while later "he should go on holiday more often, we got £25 each today." Lucy and Ashley exchanged a look but nothing was actually said. Two weeks later, Jake and Lucy wandered up the path of Mr Tucker's bungalow. The plan was to pick up the mail, do a quick dust and vacuum and leave the place until next week. Lucy noticed movement through the lounge window and she stopped Jake from marching forwards. Instead the pair crept to the windows edge and peered in. Ashley, dressed in his pale yellow outfit, complete with blue piping, was going through his routine. Aidan sat in an armchair and watched. Even as Jake and Lucy watched, Ashley discarded the bikini top and exaggerated his movement so that his skirt flashed upwards more and more often before, finally, he stopped facing away from Aidan and bent forward leaving little or nothing to the imagination. Alongside Lucy, Jake swallowed hard. As Ashley clambered astride Aidan's legs and his skirt rode up to his waist, Lucy quietly but firmly took Jake by the arm and led him up the garden path. "Hey Ash" said Lucy sweetly a day or two later "You should be more careful when you visit old man Tucker's place." "What do you mean?" he asked innocently as his face coloured slightly. "I mean" Lucy smiled "that if you intend to play with Aidan you should draw the curtains or not use the front room." "What did you see" the boy hissed "I pulled Jake away just as you straddled him, I can guess what happened then." "You won't tell anybody?" "Why would I, you're my friend." "Cheers Luce" he grinned "Not quite so easy pretty boy" said Lucy grinning back "What then?" "I want the same display, my room, right now." "I don't think I have time" gushed Ashley looking around him nervously. Lucy palmed his crotch. She could feel the blood filling that very special part of his body. "I think you can find the time Ash, I think you need to, don't you?" she asked as she squeezed his growing cock. Moments later Lucy was watching avidly as a yellow cover beauty danced and pranced before her. She watched as the bikini top was discarded and she squirmed in her seat as he bent double to show off his tight ass. Then, as even Lucy found herself a little unsure, the half-naked boy clambered astride her legs and forced his skirt to ride up. The strain of his erect cock against the yellow material was fascinating to her. Just as it must have been to Mr Tucker and Aidan she realised. Lucy watched her hand move out, grip the blue piped waistband with her finger and thumb, and tug just enough to release his erection. She heard him gasp as his cock bobbed before her and she felt him flinch as she pulled his panties down his thighs to fully expose him. "What happened next with Aidan?" she asked Ashley ignored her. Lucy flicked the tip of his cock with her finger nail. "Tell me Ash, tell me or I won't let you share my wardrobe." The boy looked down on her with true fear in his eyes. "I sucked him" he gasped "I slipped between his legs, undid his jeans and sucked his thing into my mouth." "Dirty boy" Lucy hissed as her fingers wrapped around the throbbing erection before her. "Oh god Luce, you can't touch" he wailed as his hips moved violently. "Get off me and strip" the girl commanded. He moved fast. The panties were off in seconds and then he fumbled with the side clasp on that tiny pleated skirt. Moments later he stood, naked erect and throbbing. "Do it" she hissed He cried out loud as his hand wrapped around his own member and two strokes later he erupted all over the floor. Susan Thomas poked her head around Lucy's bedroom door. Lucy had her back to the door and was entirely taken up with the impossible task of connecting that clasp on a short pleated yellow skirt with blue piping. Her mother smiled indulgently as she checked the tautness of the bikini ties around her daughter's slender body. She coughed to announce herself and Lucy spun around, colouring slightly as she did so. "Does Ashley know?" asked her mother. Lucy shook her head. "I made it to fit him my darling. You are ever so slightly more developed. Look at that top, it barely covers you." "I know" wailed Lucy "but it looks so good on Ash and he borrows my clothes all the time." "Lift up the skirt" her mother instructed. Lucy bit her lip and did just that, exposing those matching yellow panties. "A bit baggy up front?" enquired her mother as she approached the girl. Lucy nodded. "Made to measure" sighed Susan Thomas "He has quite a large package for such a young lad. I built in some room for, um, expansion." Lucy giggled at that. "So you've seen that happen eh?" "I guess" admitted Lucy. "Tell you what" suggested her mother "You answer all my questions, right here and right now, and I'll make you a matching outfit." "What kinda questions?" "That Lucy is up to me. Do we have a deal?" "What if I say no?" Susan Thomas smiled. "I'd have to assume the worst and ground you for all eternity sweet." "Ok" hissed Lucy. "Cool! Now how often have you seen Ashley in that outfit. "three times" Lucy answered immediately. "Have the boys seen him too?" Lucy nodded. "Did Aidan like it?" Lucy allowed her jaw to drop just a little. "I don't miss much sweetie." Explained her mother "Did Ashley keep it all on when he was with Aidan?" "No, he does this kinda thing, like he shows himself off." Remembered Lucy. "Go on" encouraged Mrs Thomas. "Well, eventually he undid the top and danced around some more. He moved differently, making the skirt jump up more." "Exposing the panties?" asked her mother "Yeah." "Then what?" "He kinda climbed on Ashley's lap and lifted the skirt up round his waist." "Go on" snapped her mother "that's it, I was with Jake and I pulled him away from watching." "That was sweet Lucy. When was the last time he did his dance?" "This evening" Lucy muttered "Whilst I was out?" "Yeah" "Was it your idea?" "Yeah mum it was." "So what happened?" "Well he did the same kinda dance and he got rid of the top and danced some more." "Was that it?" "Nearly" "You're lying to me Lucy. Tell me everything, or else." "He climbed on my lap. His skirt rode up around his waist, his panties were so, so..... full, they were bursting." "Did you do anything?" "I kinda tugged them down." "You kinda tugged them down? Lucy you either pulled his panties down or you didn't" "ok, ok I pulled them down." Susan Thomas nodded for her to continue. "I touched it" "You touched his cock?" "Yeah" "Was it big?" "About so long" she said holding her hands about 7 or 8 inches apart "It was hot and it moved like it had a life of its own." "Then what?" demanded her mother squirming a little in her seat. "He asked me not to touch" "Did you stop?" "I told him to stand up and strip." "And he did?" Lucy nodded "Go on, what then?" "I made him do it." "Do what?" "You know, do it, jack off" "What whilst you watched?" Lucy nodded again. "Did he?" "Yeah, it was real quick, then it was, like all over the floor." "oh really" "Mum are you getting off on this?" "Does it matter sweetie?" "Its kinda sick if you do, I mean, he's only 13." "But he is gorgeous and he has a bigger cock than many men I've known." "MUM! Too much information." They laughed then, they laughed long and hard. Suddenly the laughter stopped. "Why do you want the same outfit sweetie?" "Ashley looks so hot in it. I wanted to look as good." Her mother thought for a moment. "Who will see you in it?" "Well you and Ashley I suppose." "Uh-huh. What about Aidan and Jake?" asked her mother pointedly. "Maybe" admitted Lucy "Can you handle them?" Lucy looked at her mother quizzically. "Can you handle them if they find you just as hot and get all excited?" Susan Thomas elaborated. "MUM! They are my friends you know." "uh-huh but they're boys too and they'll want into your pants one day" "I can handle them" asserted Lucy. "One condition young lady." "Go on" invited Lucy carefully "The first time you show any of them you show them in your room when I'm at home." Lucy looked at her mother. "That way, if they get out of hand you can shout for me." "ok, ok, whatever you say." "Good, cos I have another condition." Lucy shrugged and waited. "You don't wear the outfit in public, it's too risky." "Ok" agreed Lucy smiling "Can I make one request then?" "what?" queried her mother a little cautiously. "I wanna be hotter than Ashley, can I have a thong?" Susan Thomas bit her lip for a moment. "Tell you what daughter of mine." She waited until she had Lucy's full attention "you promise to do the question and answer session, like tonight, whenever I ask and you get your thong." Lucy hugged her mother savagely. It was a week or two later when Ashley stopped by in answer to a message. "Hi Mrs T, you wanted me?" "Hello Ashley, what do you have planned today?" "School uniform shopping after lunch, school starts the week after next." He replied "What time is lunch?" Mrs Thomas asked "About 1.00. Why?" "That means you have 50 minutes. Be a sweetie and go put the yellow costume on for me." "What now?" the boy asked "Yeah, Lucy won't be around for a bit and it might need altering, you are growing you know." Ashley sprinted up the stairs, dragged the outfit out of Lucy's wardrobe and slipped out of his normal clothes in a heartbeat. He fairly ran back down the stairs to the kitchen. It was empty. "In here Ashley" Mrs Thomas called from the lounge. Then "You look gorgeous as ever" as the boy walked in. Ashley managed to blush just a little. Susan Thomas smiled at him. "Lucy says that you can really move in that outfit." His face fell. "I kinda made her tell me Ashley." The boy swallowed hard. "You've been really naughty. Shown my little girl things you should have kept tucked away." "I'm really sorry Mrs T" he mumbled shuffling his feet. Susan Thomas aimed the remote at the music system. A whippy latin style beat sprang out of the speakers. "Dance Ashley. Dance for me and you'll be fine" she said as she slipped into an armchair. The boy was hesitant at first, swinging his hips slightly out of tune. Slowly though, as the combination of pure rudeness and the look on the woman's face made an impact, his body caught up with the beat. He'd never had music before, it was something of a revelation. The first track died to a whisper and as the intro to the next track started he smiled at Susan Thomas before discarding the bikini top. His movements grew wilder now; his skirt rarely covered his yellow panties as he danced. He timed the finish to the music well. As the last beat faded he was bent double showing his taut backside to the woman who had helped him become the girl he was. The next track started and he stood, turned and strutted over to her chair. He clambered astride her lap forcing his short skirt higher and higher. Susan Thomas feasted on the sight of that growing, pulsating monster wrapped in yellow. She leaned forward. "Strip Ashley. I want to see you bare" The boy stuttered but slid off her lap. He undid the clasp at the side of his skirt and tossed it aside. Then, slowly at first, he shoved his yellow panties down and released his cock to the air. His hands wrapped around it for a moment before Susan Thomas forced them apart and behind his back. "Please Mrs T" he cried "You gotta let me" Susan Thomas just whistled. Lucy entered from the kitchen wearing an identical outfit. She quickly caught the beat of the music and she jiggled and shuddered to where the boy captive stood, proud and erect. She lifted her skirt, showed him her matching panties and danced for him. For a moment his cock followed her movements like a snake might follow its charmer. Then Lucy stooped, picked up his discarded panties and wrapped them around his swollen cock. "Time to show mum what you do Ash" whispered his young companion as she pumped him. His hips bucked, his knees gave and his seed spouted forth. "That" said Susan Thomas to nobody in particular "was hot. We'll have to do it again some time." She finished as she moved the dwindling cock with her foot. Ashley just groaned, dressed and went home for dinner. "Right" said Susan Thomas "whose next" "Aidan's due round in about 20 minutes. Can I stay dressed mum?" Susan smiled at her daughter. "That's a good question young lady, but we'll start off with you keeping your clothes on huh" "MUM! That's not what I meant." "I know sweetie, I know." Mrs Thomas opened the door to Aidan. "She's in her room, go on up" she bade him. Aidan shuffled off his shoes at the door and scooted up the stairs. He knocked but couldn't make himself heard over the music. Some kind of dance music. He opened the door and went in. The room was empty. Almost instantly Lucy came in behind him. "Sit" she instructed, pushing him towards the only chair in the room. The boy turned and sat and only then saw the vision before him as a swirl of yellow skipped and danced to the music. "Oh shit!" he exclaimed "is your mum going out?" "Naughty boy!" squealed Lucy as she jiggled her pert breasts in his face. She danced and she pranced through three songs and then, as the third ended, she copied Ashley's bend. A perfect U shape, directly in front of her audience and with just enough flick for the skirt to completely ride up and settle on her hips. She heard the intake of breath as her thong showed itself. As the fourth song started she giggled, turned and ran to Aidan. She clambered astride him, exactly as she had seen Ashley do, and she felt her skirt scrape past her thighs as her thong presented itself once again. "Did I do ok?" she queried sweetly as she looked down on the boy. Aidan tore his eyes from her crotch. "You, um, you forget to take off your top!" he squeaked. "I didn't forget silly" she chided him "I'm just not sure you deserve it." "What, why not, what did I do wrong?" "I think" said Lucy hoarsely "that you prefer Ashley. I've seen you with your hands al over his arse, I saw you peek into his panties that day." "Oh shit!" exclaimed Aidan "Yeah, ok, he's pretty, but you. Well you're prettier." Lucy giggled her delight as she stepped back off his lap. She brushed her finger tips down his fly. "He is a BIG boy isn't he?" she hissed "Are you as big?" "No, not quite, Ashley is kinda huge." Aidan admitted, slightly confused. "Show me" the girl mouthed "show me and I might show you" Aidan stood, his jeans were undone in a flash and both they and his boxers descended rapidly. About four inches of flesh sprang to life. "Sweet, but no cigar" Lucy cooed The camera flash went off at that very instant. "Just what are you doing to my daughter?" demanded Mrs Thomas Aidan dropped to hide himself and recover his pants. "Stay standing Aidan" Susan Thomas growled. "And don't even think of covering that thing up." "Mrs Thomas" the boy wailed "I didn't do anything, honest. Lucy tell her." Mrs Thomas looked at her daughter as she crossed the room and flicked off the music. "Well?" she asked pointedly "Well" said Lucy slowly "he wanted me to take my top off and I think he wanted my panties off too" "Oh really" stormed Susan Thomas as she turned to face the boy. "Oh Christ" wailed Aidan as her hand sped towards him. He shut his eyes and then yelped as her fingers wrapped around his flesh. "Mrs Thomas" he asked hesitantly "What are you doing?" "I'd have thought that quite obvious Aidan. I'm helping you out with a quick wank." She answered. Lucy giggled and Susan Thomas turned to face her daughter. "Did you let him think he was going to see your tits?" Lucy giggled again. "Yeah kinda" she admitted "Top off then Lucy Thomas, give the boy a thrill." "Mum?" she squealed "Top, off NOW or he'll see it all." She bellowed. Aidan allowed himself a sly grin as Mrs Thomas tugged on his cock and the prettiest girl he knew tossed her bikini top aside. "What about the camera?" asked Aida as he tugged his jeans back into place. Susan Thomas was about to answer when Lucy's movement caught her eye. "What are you doing my girl?" she demanded sternly Lucy held up her bikini top. "Leave it for now. Let the boy look - he earned it." "MUM!" "Thanks Mrs Thomas" beamed Aidan "Thanks for, um, everything." "You're welcome Aidan. I'm keeping the picture as a souvenir. You do as I tell you and nobody else need see it." "But Mrs Thomas" the boy started. He went silent as she looked into his eyes. "Good boy. Now, we're expecting a visit from Jake soon. Please don't say anything to him or I'll be very unhappy" said Susan Thomas as she gently squeezed his scrotum through his jeans. "I promise. I won't say anything. Honest." He squeaked. "Good boy, have a feel of Lucy on the way out if you like." The boy beamed and the girl squealed her usual protest. Aidan took a few minutes on those delightful naked breasts and then, as Mrs Thomas barked "Time" his hand slipped between her thighs and cupped her slightly damp mound. Lucy sulkily replaced her bikini top. "be a good girl Lucy. I have pictures of you too" "What pictures, you only took one and I was fully dressed." She snarled Susan Thomas smiled slyly. "I've been worried about you and the boys for a little while. There's a small camera fitted just over there - see the little red glow?" "Mum! How could you?" "It records sound too" "So what?" snapped the girl "So" said Mrs Thomas confidently "I heard you interrogate poor Ashley. I heard him tell you what he did to Aidan. You didn't tell me that bit did you." "You didn't ask mum" Lucy said defensively. "Never mind" announced Susan Thomas brightly. "Do you plan to show your tits to Jake?" "I thought I might" Lucy admitted "And if you clamber onto his lap do you expect him to just ignore you?" "not really" "What then. What did you have planned for your favourite?" "I was gonna let him, you know, touch me." she said hanging her head. "Just like Ashley did for Aidan?" Lucy nodded. "Good. Well once he's got an eyeful you must stand and let him strip you." "Mum!" Susan Thomas glared at her daughter. "Ok, ok I'll let him get me naked." "Sweet girl. Then I want to see you suck his cock." "Mum. I can't do that, I've never done it. Honestly, I can't." "Lucy, by the time he starts playing with your cunt and touching your tits it will be the only way to stop him raping you." "But you could burst in. Like you did with Aidan." "I won't be doing that young lady. You've teased enough young boys today. This one gets a blowjob. OR ELSE! Oh and make it good, I'll be watching." Jake bounded up the stairs much as Aidan had. In the same way he couldn't make himself heard over the music and wandered into her room. In the same way she entered behind him, pushed in towards that seat and started vibrating to the music. "Holy Shit!" Jake pronounced "Dance girl, wiggle that butt." The girl danced, the girl wiggled. She continued through three songs. "Where's your mum?" he shouted over the incessant beat "Gone shopping" she lied Jake smiled. "Wanna show me those then?" he asked gesturing vaguely towards her chest. "Maybe" she said coyly, warming to her task. The fourth song saw her now famous u bend. She held the pose, arse in the air and barley covered by the thin strip of yellow, until he started to move. Then she was up, dancing towards him and pushing him back into his seat. She climbed onto his lap, legs spread over his, skirt riding high, panties on full display. She felt his finger tips brush her skin where the waistband curled around the blue piping. "Can I?" she heard him whisper "Please" she heard herself reply. Her panties were dragged down at the front. Slowly at first and then more urgently he uncovered her. "Holy Shit!" he exclaimed "You said that already!" she hissed into his ear as his fingers probed gently between her legs. "Do you mind?" he asked her as his finger slipped between her outer lips. "Stop asking stupid questions" she snapped back. "Take them off" he whispered urgently. Lucy slipped off the boy, reached under her short skirt and dragged the part lowered panties down and off. She stood before him as he slipped a hand under her skirt and toyed with her, experimenting, caressing. Lucy fumbled with the clasp of her skirt. Eventually it gave and she stood naked before Jake for the first time. "Holy Shit" she heard again The boy slipped his middle finger deep inside and used it to pull her closer. She whimpered. His other hand snaked towards a breast and her nipple was on fire. His mouth found her spare nipple and her mind lost its boundaries. Somewhere, deep within, everything was well and good. A hand left her nipple and he pulled back from her, disengaging as he undid his jeans and shoved them down to his thighs. That brief disengagement was enough. Lucy slapped his hand away, gently but firmly, and sank to her knees between his legs. "Can I?" she asked "Can you what?" and then Oh my fucking god!" as her lips slipped over the throbbing head of his erection. He thrust once, twice and then filled her pretty mouth with his glue. She gagged, coughed and then pulled away to lie in a crumpled heap gazing expectantly at the little red glow. His hands were on her. He turned her over. Spread her legs. She felt his somehow still hard member bang her inner thigh. Lucy tried to speak but nothing came out. The door opened, Jake squealed and was torn away. Lucy lay on the floor, listening to the silence, noticing the music start up, her fingers danced to that music, danced a pretty tune on her clit and she drifted. Her eyes focussed on the ceiling. Same music. Different beat. Lucy rose, naked from the floor. She stumbled but caught herself as she followed the music onto the landing. She shook her head to clear it. The music was downstairs, the beat was nearer. Lucy pushed open her mother's bedroom door. The beat was stronger now. She wandered in and watched as Jake pumped steadily and rhythmically into her mother as she lay naked and spread on the bed. Lucy slept alongside them once Jake had finished. They all slept. She awoke to the sensation of her tits being suckled. "She's awake" said Jake "Ok" said her mother "You can have her" She felt his weight on her, allowed her legs to be parted and felt the tip of his cock at her entrance. She needed to stop this before mum got angry. Her arms wouldn't move. She looked up and locked eyes with her mother as Susan Thomas held her wrists in place. Jake pierced her and she screamed. He pulled out, plunged in. She screamed again. Eventually it stopped hurting. It felt right, good even. Mum wasn't holding her wrists anymore. Somehow her arms were around his neck as he fucked her. Her orgasm was intense, she drifted off with a brief feeling of warmth deep inside. Lucy slowly rose to the surface of her dream. God he was still pumping away. She made a guttural sound as she opened her eyes and smiled at Aidan. "Told you I'd let you have a go" whispered Susan Thomas as she lay naked alongside her daughter. "mum!" Lucy whispered "it's ok sweetie. Have fun" Lucy watched as her mother got off the bed and beckoned somebody over. Ashley approached wearing just his yellow skirt. Jake was with him. Suddenly Ashley was face down on the bed alongside her. There was fear in his eyes. "Hey you" she managed as Aidan rammed home. Ashley squealed as Jake penetrated his anus yet again. Lucy realised what was happening, reached over and took the throbbing 8 inch cock in her hand to milk him gently.