Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Under the terms of the Berne convention all works by this author are copyrighted. Re-posting, redistribution, inclusion in another work, or any other use of it is strictly prohibited without the express, written permission of the copyright holder, except that it may be posted as part of a review. For permission, please e-mail: storyguy@hotmail.com or visit my website at:/~storyguy/ JANE GROWS UP - 1 Jane walked home from school in her usual depressed state. She was now in the seventh grade and had the same raging hormones as any other girl her age but unfortunately her body hadn't kept up with her expectations. Being almost fourteen, her hips had flared and she was blessed with what was referred to as a cute bubble butt but her chest was still flat. Her nipples had grown but the accompanying swelling not grown to her satisfaction. Her small mounds were nothing compared to what she thought most of the other girls had. In her eyes, she had the body of a fourth grader instead of a junior high girl. She had talked to her mother about getting something to help her grow more but her mother had just told her not to worry, she would grow soon enough. She then asked about getting some thong panties because "all the girls had them" but that too was rejected. Her mother did, however, agree to get her some bikini panties and throw out her "little girl" cotton briefs. She also had bras now too although she wasn't big enough even to get an A cup. That helped her situation some. At least she didn't have to dress like a little girl although most of her clothes still came from the girl's department. She had thought about getting some bigger bras and stuffing them with tissues until she had grown enough to fill them herself - at least she would look like she had something - until that incident last month. One of her classmates, who Jane thought must have had at least a B cup, had been jumped by a group of older girls. The seventh grader was wearing bib overalls and a button down shirt. They had grabbed her from behind and immediately blindfolded her and gagged her. Once they had finished, some of the girls held her arms while others unhooked her overalls and took off her shirt. During the struggle, the poor girl's overalls had fallen to her ankles so she was standing in just her panties, which were cotton briefs, and bra. As the crowd of onlookers, which was both girls and boys, watched, the attackers took off her bra! Jane was horrified but surprised to see that the girl had nothing except tissues in her bra. She was as flat as Jane was. The whole crowd laughed as the tissues were pulled out of the bra and dropped to the ground. Once the bra was empty, they tied it around the girl's arms. She was then told that if she promised not to say anything, that she would be let go. As the girl nodded in agreement, everyone ran away leaving the girl to free herself. The girl had evidently kept her promise as nothing was ever done to her attackers but now everyone called the girl "Tissue." Jane decided after the attack that is was better to be flat than have that happen to her. As Jane walked into the house, she saw a note from her mother saying that she had gone out shopping and would be home in about an hour. She threw the note aside and walked into her room tossing her books onto her bed. The day was warm so she took off her long pants that she had worn to school. She walked to her bureau and took out a pair of shorts which she put on. When she turned to walk back to her bed, she saw her brother's head in the window. She was mortified. He had watched her change! She was furious as she put her sneakers back on and rushed out to find him. Her brother, one year her senior, was going to get it. She ran to the yard and saw the box below her window that he had stood on but her was nowhere in sight. She looked all around the house but could not find him. As she looked, she replayed the incident in her mind. She was still angry but part of her was also a little flattered. Even though he was her brother, he was still a boy and he wanted to see her body. She thought she would die if a boy ever saw her naked but it was kind of exciting that a boy actually wanted to see her. Not finding him anywhere, Jane went back into the house. When she entered she heard a noise in the cellar. She quietly went down and saw her brother looking out one of the cellar windows. "You were spying on me!" she yelled. He turned around with shock on his face. "No, I wasn't." he countered. "I saw you and the box you were standing on is still there! I'm telling Mom." she screamed. "No! Please don't tell." he begged, "I'm sorry I looked at you. I was just curious. I promise I'll never do it again." Jane thought for a moment and then, in a calmer voice, stated, "OK, under one condition..." "What? I'll do anything you want. Just don't tell." he interrupted. "You saw me, now you have to show me you." Jane stipulated. "What?" he exclaimed. "I won't tell if you take your pants down and show me yours right now." "No way!" he protested, "I didn't even see anything! Its not fair!" "OK..." said Jane as she turned to walk back up the stairs. "Wait!" he yelled in a panicked voice, "All I saw was your underwear. I'll show you mine, OK?" He knew that he would be in big trouble if she said anything. He had to stop her somehow. "Nope." she answered confidently. She knew that she had him over a barrel. She wasn't really interested in seeing her brother but he was a boy and seeing a boy naked excited her. "All right." he resigned, "But you gotta promise that you'll never tell anyone." "If you promise never to spy on me again." she countered. "OK" he muttered as he started to undo his belt. She approached him stopping about five feet away as he let his jeans drop to his ankles. He lowered his head and hesitated for a moment before he hooked his thumbs in his underwear and lowered them to his thighs. "Lower." Jane requested. He shuffled some then pushed them down to his knees. "Pull up your shirt so I can see." she demanded. He blushed profusely as he pulled his shirt up completely exposing himself to the girl. Jane stared at the limp cock and balls. They were surrounded by a fairly thick growth of hair. Jane was surprised at its size. She had only seen babies and they were a lot smaller than what was now before her. The girls at school had talked many times about boys. Some had seen and even touched their boyfriends but Jane had no idea what to expect. She was thinking about touching it when her brother abruptly pulled his pants back up. "OK. I did what you wanted. You promised not to say anything to anybody, right." her brother clarified. "I promise." answered Jane as she started up the stairs, "Don't forget your promise either." She walked into her room shutting the door behind her. Lying in her bed, she thought about what she had just seen. She was now among the few girls that she knew who had actually seen a boy. She wondered what it would be like to have a cock and balls between her legs. When she had her period, she had to have a pad between her legs and she could feel that and that was a lot smaller than what her brother had between his legs. She got up and went to the window closing the shade. She then went to the closed and got a tennis ball. She removed her shorts and stuffed the tennis ball into her panties between her legs and looked at herself in the mirror. She turned to one side and then the other looking at her reflection the whole time. She walked around a little. She could feel the ball rubbing between her legs. She sat on her bed and the ball moved up. She reached into her panties, spread her legs, and pushed the ball back down. She wondered what it would be like to always have something between her legs. She stood up, rearranged the ball again, and walked around a little more. She could feel the ball rubbing against her. "No wonder boy's are always so horny..." she thought to herself as the ball continued to rub further stimulating her. She laid back down on her bed and reached into her panties to remove the ball. Dropping the ball down next to her, she pushed her hand back into her panties and started to rub "that special spot." As she rubbed, she thought about the cock that she had seen and imagined that her finger was the cock pushing into her pussy. Her ensuing orgasm was the most intense one she ever had. Her hips thrust up lifting her ass completely off the bed. Her finger plunged in and out of her virgin cunt. After what seemed like hours, her eruption finally subsided. She pulled her hand from her panties and closed her eyes. Her thoughts returned to her brother. He had been so embarrassed when he had to expose himself to her. She felt sorry for him in a way but it was his fault. He had been the one spying. She wondered what he thought when he saw her in just her panties. Did it excite him like he had excited her when she saw him? Did he jerk off thinking about her? The thought of a boy jerking off thinking about her disgusted her but, in a way, it was kind of exciting too. It made her feel sexy, something that she had never felt before. She dozed off. Jane was awakened by her brother. He barged in announcing that supper was ready. He stood in the doorway with his mouth hanging open as he saw his sister laying on her bed with only her panties and top on. "Don't you ever knock?" she blurted? This was the second time in one day that he had seen her in her panties. He had turned beet red. "Ah, err, um, sorry..." he mumbled. The look on his face made her smile. "Just get out and knock next time!" As he closed the door, she chuckled to herself. As embarrassing as it was to be caught dressed like she had been, her brother's reaction had been funny. It seemed to bother him more than it bothered her. The first time had been intentional but she knew that this time had been an accident. Accident or not, though, he'd better not do it again.