Pepper's Perfect Parents

Inspired by Al, who shall remain last-nameless

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Kids are wonderful, but they grow up so fast and all we have are memories. Before you know it your little girl is becoming a teenager. All a parent can do is try their best, and in Pepper's case everything turned out beautifully, thanks to a lot of help from Clittimaxx.

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"What do you mean? She's doing great. Five A's and one B on her report card, and her teacher says she's the smartest girl in the class. No, the smartest student!"

"Well sure, but when was the last time you caught her masturbating? Yesterday I heard her crying, and when I went into her room I couldn't get her to tell me why. Well, I knew you wouldn't be home for another two hours, so I worked on her and she finally told me what happened.

"Her teacher is filling her head with that feminist crap, 'you can do anything a boy can,' 'it doesn't matter if you're pretty,' 'girls rule.'"

"Well, sure, that isn't how we want her to grow up, but what can we do? It's everywhere today."

"Yeah, but now they're going off the deep end with that 'Me Too' shit. Last week a boy pinched her ass on the playground and he was hauled up to the front of the class and humiliated, then they sent him to the principal. He's suspended for three days. But Pepper feels terrible because she liked it. So that bitch of a teacher is putting her in an advanced math class to prove she's better than that."

"Well crap, Pepper hates math."

"Of course she does, even though she's great at it. Remember Timmy's birthday party last year, when she was the only girl there and everybody decided she should be a pretend stripper? Remember how happy she was then, how proud she was of all those dollar bills the boys stuffed in her panties?"

"Sure I do. She loved giving those boys lap dances, and they were so embarrassed! I don't think most of them ever had a stiffy before. But you notice they keep coming back to play with her."

"Right," he chuckled, "and I don't think I've ever seen her have so much fun. But now her teacher is lecturing all the kids about sexual harassment and exploitation and making our little girl miserable."

"I know honey. Thank God you and I went to school back when sex was still fun. I hate to see this happen to her. But hey, she's only in fifth grade, maybe things will turn around before she's old enough for real sex. Anyway, what can we do?"

"Well, maybe there is something. Dr. Willis mentioned the new medications for girls like Pepper. When I took her in for her checkup last week he said we can start her on fast trak hormones, the ones that promote early development. Lots of girls are reaching puberty much earlier these days. That might be just what Pepper needs."

"Hmmm. Well, maybe that is the way to get her out of her funk at school. Can we make an appointment for her?"

"Sure, I'll take care of it. Oh, and one other thing. Do you know anything about the Clittimaxx corporation?"

"What? I thought they got put out of business after that big stink in the press last year. Turning underage girls into sluts… Oh!"

"Exactly. No, they're too profitable to go out of business. I bet they paid off a few politicians and a couple of newspapers. Or maybe they just sent some of their clients to explain things to the guys in charge. Anyway the story died down and the press went on to the next crisis, and Clittimaxx kept a low profile. But I happen to know where to find them."

"Well, that's good, but she's way too young for most of the treatments."

"Sure, but there are some she'd go for. You know how much she hates having brown eyes? I bet she'd love having sky-blue instead."

"I bet you're right. Let's find out. Hey, Pepper!"

"What, mommy?" A cute little face peered around the corner at the top of the stairs.

"Come down here a minute, sweetie. Your dad and I were just talking about what you might want for your birthday this year.

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"I can't believe how happy Pepper is with her new sky blue eyes. She's so cute and perky again, even if she's a little ditzy. She giggles all the time and she's back to regular masturbation. And don't pretend you didn't know that. You love it as much as she does. You and her brother."

"Well, I was kinda worried about what you'd think about it. You know, Clittimaxx doesn't just do surgery; they have a little bonus program, and it doesn't cost extra."

"What bonus?"

"Have you heard of Precision Oxygen Depravation?"

"!!! Oh my GAWD! Did you… Is that… No wonder her grades have gone down!"

"Now take it easy. Sure she isn't so great at math anymore, but have you ever seen her so happy?"

Jane looked thoughtful. "I… I don't know. Sure, she's teasing the boys a lot, and I want her to have an epic sex life. God knows mine couldn't be better… and sure, boys prefer girls to be a little dumb, but… well, do we have the right to decide something this important for her?"

"Isn't that what parents do? Isn't that what sending her off to college is all about? Or finding the right boy to marry her? Don't you want her to be happy? What's more important than that?"

"Well, sure. If you put it that way… but POD is permanent, and she's just a child. How do we know it's what she wants when she might not know herself?"

"Well, it's done anyway. They took 10 points off her IQ, or that's what they were shooting for. It might have been a little more. But you have to admit the change was for the better."

"That's true. I've never seen a happier little girl. And the whole family is having more fun than ever. Maybe it wasn't such a bad idea."

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"Pssst. Honey. Come and look at this!"

Jim's wife was beaconing to him from the top of the stairs. He got up and quietly walked across the room, curious about why his wife had her finger pressed to her lips. She took his hand and lead him down the hall to their daughter's bedroom door. They peered thru a crack at the two figures on Pepper's bed. She was rubbing her little brother's hard penis through his pants as he lay on his back breathing heavily. Her eyes were big as she stared at the bulge in her brother's pants. His eyes were closed and he was breathing heavily. As the two proud parents watched, Pepper's hand rubbed faster and harder until her brother cried out in ecstasy. They quietly closed the door and slipped off down the hallway.

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"I'm beginning to think we created a monster. We have to go in and talk to her principal again this week."

"What is it this time?"

"You know how horny she's been. This is the third time she's been caught masturbating in class. And her grades are terrible. But she's sure popular with the boys."

"So what are we supposed to do? "We let her pose for Small Teen Pussy. That calmed her down for a while, but now she's up to her old tricks again."

"Honey, I'm not sure how to tell you this, but you're looking at it all wrong. Our little girl is amazing, and with the right opportunities she could be a legend. Have you seen the way men look at her? On the street, in class, everywhere? And she's just about to turn 13! Think what she could be if we let her get the kind of modifications Clittimaxx has to offer. I mean, think how she'd look with a D-cup and 20 inch waist in Middle School. I can't think of a better way to get her over her insecurities about sex."

Jane looked thoughtful.

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"Honey, sit down. We need to talk about Pepper."

"Oh. What now? She's been her perky little self ever since she had the operation."

"I know. She's so happy and bubbly!"

"So what's the problem?"

"Well, you know I've been a little worried about the older boys she's hanging out with and letting her date guys in high school. Yesterday she came home crying and went straight up to her room. She wouldn't let me in at first, but I wheedled her for a while and all she needed was a little girl talk. I found out that her boyfriend Donnie took her parking out at the lake and tried to get her to suck his cock."

"That horny little bastard! I'll kill him!"

"No, no, that's not the problem. She was crying because she tried her best, but she just couldn't take him down her throat. In fact she gagged. He wasn't even mean to her, he just told her he wants her to keep trying until she learned how, but she feels like a complete failure as a woman cause she doesn't know how to deep throat a penis. Girls her age are very insecure and this is the end of the world to her."

"Huh. Well, that's a different story. But she's hardly a failure… or a woman. She's only in 7th grade! But maybe I have a solution."

"Well? Spit it out."

"You know, Clittimaxx has all kinds of surgery."

"Clittimaxx! Is that your answer for everything? We're not talking about a tonsillectomy here, we're talking about her…"

"Yes. That's exactly what we're talking about. They take out her tonsils all right, but when they do they cut the nerves at the entrance to her throat. Her gag reflex is gone forever, and she can swallow whatever comes her way."

"Hmm. Sounds like she could be a very popular girl. But there must be a catch. Like what does it cost? We had to take a home loan to pay for her last surgery."

"Well, of course there's a choking hazard. And the operation isn't cheap. We'll have to decide whether we want a new car next year of if our little girl comes first. Clittimaxx has financing. On the up side they can also tighten her vocal cords, and she'll keep her sexy little girl voice forever. That's a big help getting a job if a girl doesn't have a college degree. All she needs is a chance and our little girl could be the cutest little cock sucker in town."

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Donnie drove up in his Mustang, and her mother watched him pull to a stop in front of their house. Her daughter's head appeared as she wiped her chin with the back of her hand, smiled, and kissed the older boy with an open mouth. She watched as Pepper opened the passenger door and skipped up the sidewalk to the house. Jane smiled.

"You know," said her husband, Pepper isn't the only one that can get surgery…"

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Oh, God! Fuck me! Gawwd, just let me cum! Pleeeaaase!!!"

Pepper giggled as she watched her mother squirm against the cuffs that kept her hands away from the bandages. Her brother played with her pussy as her father stood by the bedside and wiped mingled fluids from her mother's flushed face.

"Just one more day, dear. The bandages come off tomorrow. Right now you just have to let your pussy heal, just like Pepper did after the operation. I know it's torture, but tomorrow you can have all the cock you want."

"Noooooo! I want it now! Fuck me! Please!!!"

"You know I can't do that. Besides, after three times in one hour you're going to have to give me a break before you suck me again…"

"Noooooo!"

"But don't worry, I invited Bob from next door to help out."

Jane's desperate, perspiring face lit up in a smile as she licked her lips and turned her head to her neighbor's dripping cock.

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Reverend Parker suppressed a smile as the hymn concluded and the congregation took their seats. The Winkles were in the back pew as usual, so no one else could see Pepper slide her hand down her brother's dress slacks while her mother slipped to the floor and unzipped her husband's trousers. These Clittimaxx girls were certainly a handful, he reflected, but after all, it was part of his job to keep them under control. And the counseling sessions with mother and daughter made it all worthwhile; alone or together.

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The entire family looked on in shock and disbelief as Pepper's head emerged from beneath the table. Her mother's load moans subsided into a soft little purr as her unmistakable orgasm faded into radiant afterglow. The holiday feast lay forgotten on the table. No one moved, even to wipe up the spilled wine staining the pristine lace tablecloth as the extended Winkle family stared at Jane and her daughter. Her eyes fluttered open and a deep blush spread over Jane's face as she recognized the disapproving gaze of her relatives and in-laws across the dining table. Pepper slipped back into her own seat and smiled at the assembled guests as she wiped her glistening lips with the snow white linen napkin. Giving her signature giggle, she leaned over and kissed her mother on the mouth. Across the table, one or two disapproving frowns gave way to wistful smiles.

"Sorry! Sorry, all," came her father's flustered apology. My girls are quite a handful these days. But don't blame them. They're helpless after the surgery. And believe me, it's worth the embarrassment. Right girls? Pepper and her mother giggled uncontrollably. Their brother in law noticed Pepper's mom slip her hand into her husband's lap under the table.