Big Jan, Little Jan, Part 2 (Mf, FF, transform)

by wetfly6969 (wetfly6969@aol.com)

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Richard wasn't next to her the next morning and it didn't appear
as though he'd been home at all.  Glancing at the bedside table
she noticed the time.  SHIT the boys are going to be late for
school!  Slipping her robe on, she headed to check the boy's room
and saw both beds were empty.  Opening Robbie's door she was
relieved that he wasn't there.  He's got an early class and
sometimes it hard finding a place to park.

Walking down the hall she could hear voices from the kitchen and
when to check on it.  Steve has about 30 minutes before his
school started and Michael has about 20 so they'd better get
moving.

"You're full of shit, Michael," she heard the older boy say and
waited by the door to find out what they were talking about. 
Peeking in the room she noticed they were dressed and eating
cereal while talking.

"I'm not lying, it really happened!" Michael insisted.

"Where was Mom when this happened, huh?"  He bellowed spooning
more cereal into his mouth.

"I don't know.  She wasn't home last night.  After Dad fucked her
he left and she started coming on to me, just like that."

"I don't believe you.  Who was she and why would she fuck you? 
You're a dweeb."

"I dunno.  Maybe she's a prostitute or something and thought I
would pay her."

"And she let you fuck her on Mom and Dad's bed?"

"Yep," he replied smiling, proudly sticking his chest out.

"You don't even know how to fuck, so how could you?"

"I've fucked before.  Becky and me did it like four times
already."  Jan brought her hand to her mouth with surprise.  Her
youngest son is having sex?  Then she felt stupid realizing what
had happened with him the night before.

"Well if it's true, why didn't you come get me?  I would have
fucked her too!" he said punching his little brother on the arm.

"It's true, Steve, I promise.  She was here and she was naked and
she let me and Dad fuck her so she's a slut."

Jan sucked in a breath of air.  She hadn't been called that for a
long time.  Not since high school when she had a bad reputation.
But that was many years ago.

"Com'on, let's go or we'll be late," Steve said dropping his bowl
in the sink.  Michael took a few more bites before receiving a
slap on the back of his head.  "I said let's go!"

Jan watched her two younger sons leave, slamming the door behind
them.  She needed to sit down.  This is too much.  There's got to
be a reason for it.  Reaching for the phone, she called Richard,
getting his voice mail and left a message to call her back.  Then
she called Sharon, her best friend.

"What's wrong, Jan, you sound strange?" she asked after hearing
her voice.

"I'm not sure.  Something weird is happening and I can't explain
it."

"Well I'm here for you if you need anything, you know that,
right?"

"Yea, but I'm not sure you can help with this one."

"What is it?"

Jan poured her heart out, telling her of the problems with
Richard, the camping trip, the encounter in the hole and what
happens when she becomes aroused.  The phone was silent for a
very long time after she spoke and wondered if Sharon was still
on the line.  "Hello?"

"Uh, yea, Jan, I'm, uh, still here."  There was another long
pause.  "Is this a joke?"

"NO!  I wish people would stop thinking I'm kidding about this. 
This is serious shit and it will probably ruin my marriage!"

"Relax, Jan, relax, I didn't mean nothing by it, it's just hard
to believe that you become a little girl anytime you get horny. 
That's fucked up!"

"Yea, I know and it's really bad for Richard."

"Why's that?"

"He hates pedophiles.  Always says anyone who touches a child
sexually should be hung by his balls from a tall tree and have
his dick cut off.  When he saw me last night as a little girl, he
couldn't stand to be in the same room with me and left.  I
haven't seen him since."

"Sounds like you've got a bigger problem then you think."

"I already know that, but what am I supposed to do?"

"Did you go to a doctor?  Maybe it's something simple to fix.  Or
maybe it's only temporary.  I'd go to your doctor, let him
examine you.  Maybe there's a pill or something to take."

"Yea, I guess you're right.  I'll make an appointment... hold on,
someone's in the back yard," she said noticing the shadow as it
walked past the curtains.  Peeking through the drapes, she
sighed.  "It's only the pool guy," she said picking up the phone.

"That beef-cake-eye-candy-hunky-guy-Chris, pool guy?" she asked
nearly panting.

Jan laughed.  Many times they sat at the window watching him
work.  He's a perfect specimen of a man and both have fantasized
about seducing the 29-year-old stud.  "Yea, that's the one."

"One of these days..." Sharon stated.

"What would he want with a couple of old broads like us?  He
could have any sexy, young girl he wanted, why would he go after
us?"

"Hey, we're not *THAT* bad."  The two laughed before Sharon said
she needed to run.  "Call me later about what the doctor says,
okay?"  She agreed.  "I'll see you at lunch, same place."

Standing at the window she watched as Chris leaned over the
pool's edge, removing leaves with the pole net.  She licked her
lips.  "God what a hunk," she whispered slipping a hand inside of
her robe.  She was soaked, possibly what was left over from
Michael, but more likely it was her juices.  She's been so
aroused lately that she can't stand it.  Slipping a finger
inside, she moaned, closing her eyes.

She was angry at her self for allowing it to happen again. 
Standing at the back door, peeking through the curtains was the
girl she was 30 years ago.  Her finger still fiddled with her
hairless crack and the large robe draped from her body like an
over coat.  She looked at Chris once again and knew what she
wanted to do.  If her husband wouldn't give her what she needed,
then perhaps someone else will.

"Hi Chris," she said startling the man squatting pool side.  He
stood, turning toward the young girl standing there clutching a
robe several sizes too big to her chest.

"Oh, Hi," he said smiling politely.  "Do you live here?"  She
nodded.  "I've never seen you before."

"I just got here."

"Oh, I see, well I'm Chris."

"Yea, I know, I'm Jan."

"JAN?  Were you named after Mrs. Summers?

Shit.  She should have told him a different name.  "Yea, she's
my, aunt," she stated.

"Is she home?"

"No.  We're here all alone, just the two of us," she said
smiling.

"Oh, okay, well I gotta get back to work."

"WAIT!"  I have something I want to show you first, okay?" she
asked undoing the belt on the robe.  He stood towering above her
curious, but also annoyed by this little distracting kid. 
Quickly she opened the robe, allowing it to fall to her feet. 
His eyes bulged.

"Wh...what are you doing?" he asked unable to pull his eyes away
from the slender young body before him.

"I want you, Chris.  I've wanted you for a very long time, since
the first time I saw you," she said stepping out of the heap of
material to stand right in front of him.

"You just now saw me today," he replied staring down at the two
small bulges on her chest.  They were hardly big enough to call
tits as they were mostly pointed nipples without much meat.  He
swallowed hard.

"You are very handsome, you know that.  I bet you have all the
women throwing themselves at you all the time," she added
reaching for his cock.  He pulled back slightly as her hand came
into contact with it but she wouldn't allow it to escape.  "Come
inside, Chris, I want you to make love to me."

"WHAT?!  I can't do that, you're just a little girl.  I could get
into a lot of trouble just being with you right now!"

"Don't worry, no one will ever find out, I promise.  Now, let's
go in before someone sees me like this outside," she said taking
his hand.

He wasn't sure why, but he allowed the girl to pull him into the
house.  There was something sensual about her, very sexual and
the way she took charge was arousing.  But the fact she's so
young and small, it's not likely she'll be able to have sex, is
it?

As they entered the house she wasted not time as her hands
fumbled with his button and zipper, pulling his shorts down to
his knees.  His firm erection sprung out, swinging before her
wide eyes as she got a shock at how large he was.  It was about
the same length as Richards but a lot thicker.  She swallowed
hard wondering if it was a mistake to try this.

Over twenty-five years of performing oral sex paid off as she
soon had the pool man moaning and thrusting his hips back and
forth, fucking her mouth while she desperately hung on to his fat
cock with both hands.  She could taste his sweet pre-cum and
didn't want him to cum in her mouth.  She's waited over a year
for this moment and she didn't want to waste it on a blow job.

"Come with me, Chris," she said pulling him by his cock toward
her bedroom.  He was still leery of what was happening, but if
this sexy young girl wanted him to fuck her, why not?  He's got
sluts throwing themselves at him all the time and gets more pussy
than any one man should so this will be just one more notch on
his belt.

He watched as she climbed onto the bed, parting her legs with a
huge grin.  Pulling his shirt off, his sneakers and pants quickly
followed as he crawled in with her, positioning his much larger
body over hers.  Craning his neck, his mouth searched for her
budding nipple, sucking it hard into his mouth while she thrust
her chest outward for him.  His finger searched between her legs,
feeling for the slot where his cock would soon be.

She was tight around his finger, and he was worried about hurting
her with his size.  "Do you have lube?" he asked pulling his
mouth away from her nipple.  She nodded, pointing to the bedside
table.  Sliding over, he pulled the bottle out and coated his
cock and then his finger before pushing it inside of her. 
"You're sure about this, right?" he asked looking into her glassy
eyes and seeing her nod.

Jan sat up, resting on her elbows watching as the handsome older
man began sliding the tip of his cock up and down her hairless
crack.  It looked huge compared to her thin build and for a
second she thought about not going through with it.  Not because
she would be cheating on her husband, hell, she'd done that twice
before during the marriage, but because she was afraid he would
tear something inside.

The 41-year-old mother of three would be able to handle him, but
in her current state?  Is it even possible to go in?  As much as
she wanted this, she was second guessing her decision.

"Aaruggh," her thoughts were shattered as she pushed the head
against her small opening.  As she watched, the head kept folding
under, not entering the tiny hole but he wasn't giving up. 
Several times he stabbed at her, trying frantically to get the
oversize cock head into the undersized fissure.  Even lubed, he
was rubbing her raw from the repeated attempts and she was about
to tell him to stop when it finally stuck.

The bloated head forced aside the elastic opening, briefly
sliding inside before getting ejected.  Not discouraged, he tried
again as Jan spread her legs further, allowing him better access
to her opening as it re-entered, going slightly further in and
remaining.  Gathering his strength, he pushed hard against her,
sending the entire head inside, lodging the crown just beyond the
opening.  She cried out from the sharp pain shooting through her
lower half.

She wasn't a virgin, but in this body was new to sex and never
had anything of this size shoved inside of her, not even as big
Jan.  Falling back, her hands gripped his wrists as he began to
slowly move back and forth, pushing a little more into her with
each forward thrust.  She grunted as another inch found its way
inside.

"You're so fucking tight," he panted.  "Feels like you're gunna
pinch my fuckin' cock off!" he added, staring at their union,
watching as his plump cock split her stretched opening further
than he thought possible.  Her pussy looked deformed, almost
mutilated by the width of cock; appearing as though a third leg
was sprouting from her hole.

More entered her as his thrusts became more urgent too hurried,
her butt rising from the bed as he withdrew only to be slammed
back down again as he cock reached the maximum depth possible. 
She cried out in pain as he pounded against her, trying to fit
more into the cramped space but not able to.  Her nails dug into
his flesh as his pending orgasm rapidly approached.

His thrusts slowed, his breathing quickened and he began grunting
loudly as she felt the incredibly large cock swell even more just
before it began jerking fiercely, heating her insides with hot
cum.  She moaned along with him, more out of relief that he was
done than satisfaction from sex.  Pulling away, his cock shot
free like a cork from a champagne bottle, releasing a torrent of
cum and she got a chill from the cool air rushing into the void.

"I hate to cum and go, but I got a lotta accounts to do today and
I'm already late," he said pulling his clothes back on.  She
smiled, still unable to close her sore legs.  "Will you be here
next week?" he asked sitting on the bed to slip on his shoes?  "I
come ever Friday and wouldn't mind seeing you again, if that's
okay," he added smiling.

She returned the grin and nodded watching as he left the room. 
Rolling onto her side, she grabbed her burning crotch.  She
didn't want him to know he hurt her and waited for him to leave.
Dipping a finger inside, she noticed the cum had a pinkish hue
and knew he must have torn something.  Pulling the sheets on top
of her, she closed her eyes, trying to rest.

***

"Thank you so much for seeing me on such short notice, Doctor,"
she said as he entered the examination room.

"You sounded so frantic, like it was an emergency.  Now what is
the problem."

"I wish I knew.  It's going to sound crazy and you'll probably
not believe me, but..."

Doctor Becker listened to the hysterical woman telling him the
bizarre story of her transforming into a young child whenever she
gets sexually aroused.  He took notes, peering over his
half-glasses every so often in disbelief.

"And you seem to think it had something to do with the
underground pond you fell into?"

"That's the only thing I can think of.  It started happening
shortly after that."

"And this only happens when you're aroused?"  She nodded.  "The
body does produce various hormones when stimulated and it's
possible that there's a chemical reaction going on inside your
body but I don't see how it transforms you into a little girl. 
It's just not possible.  There *IS* no fountain of youth.  It's a
myth, it doesn't exist."

"Then you explain it!  I can't keep going through this!  My
desires since then have been higher and it doesn't take much to
get me aroused and when I do..."

"I think I know what's going on," he said pulling out his
prescription pad.

"Oh thank God, you know what's wrong and you're giving me a pill
to cure me!"

"Uh, not exactly.  It's a referral to the psychiatry department.
I'd like to have you examined to be sure everything's okay."

"DOCTOR BECKER I'M *NOT* CRAZY!"

"I didn't say you were.  I just think you're under a lot of
stress and maybe you should talk to someone, work it out."

"How `bout I show you, huh?" She said reaching between her legs."

"MRS. SUMMERS!  That's not appropriate, please stop!" he shrieked
watching the middle-aged woman masturbating in front of him.

"It shouldn't take long," she said slipping two fingers inside
her still aching cunt.

"I think we're done here," he said getting up.

"WAIT!  I'm almost there!" she called out to the door as it
closed.

***

"So what did the doctor say?" she asked blowing on the hot soup.
She and Sharon often have lunch on Fridays and today was no
exception.

"He thinks I'm crazy.  Wants to send me to a shrink."  Sharon
chuckled to the annoyance of her friend.  "It's not funny."

"You have to admit, its sounds pretty crazy, doesn't it?  I mean
who would ever believe it?"

"You believe me, right?" she asked watching as her friend chewed
on a bread stick.  "Well?"

"I dunno.  It's hard to say."

"What do you mean?  We've been friends since high school.  Have
you ever known me to make shit like this up?"

"No, not really, but I'm just saying it's hard to believe."

"What if I show you?  Will you believe me then?"  Her head
lifted, her eyes perked up.

"Are you serious?  I've been dying to see since we talked this
morning."

"Fine, after lunch, we'll go to my house and I'll show you how
crazy this shit is!"

***

"How do you want to do this?" Sharon asked watching as Jan
stripped.

"I'll just get on the bed and masturbate and you can see for
yourself."

"How `bout I do it for you?  It's been a long time and you used
to love how I ate you out."

"That actually sounds nice.  I haven't had that for a long time.
Too long."

"Great, lie down and let momma do her magic."

Sharon watched as her nude friend flopped on the bed, spreading
her legs. Licking her lips, she got into bed, kneeling between
them.  "Damn, Jan, are you and Richard doing kinky sex or
something?" she asked staring at her vagina.

"No, why?"

"You're all swollen and red and puffy down her.  Looks raw too. 
I just thought maybe your husband was getting a little rough or
something."

"Humph, don't I wish.  I'd take just about *ANY* kind of
attention from him, rough or not!"

"Then what happened to your pussy?"

Jan debated on whether to tell her friend about Chris or not. 
The stretching and abuse he subject her to while she was little
Jan carried over when she returned to her normal size.  He
fucking her that small with such a large cock must have been like
shoving a fist inside her pussy now.  "I'll explain it later,
just suck on my pussy, will ya?" she said laying back.

Sharon's mouth felt great.  They started eating each out other
back in high school and still do it from time to time now, but
not nearly as often as either one would like.  She tweaked her
nipples, rolling them around like small marbles while her
friend's tongue lapped away at her tender pussy.  It took longer
than she expected, almost 10 minutes before she began feeling the
affects of her oral skills.  First the tingling, then the needles
followed by goose bumps and the chill that gave her the shivers
all the way down to he feet.

"HOLY SHIT!" Sharon screamed jerking back, watching as her
voluptuous, full figured friend suddenly began melting away,
shrinking before her very eyes.  Every part of her body, all at
the same time began disappearing, including her large, once proud
breasts.  It was bizarre watching as her pubic hair seemed to be
sucked back into her skin and her wide hips were now narrow and
straight.  She was skinny, almost bony as her rib cage quickly
emerged replacing her sagging breasts.  Her mouth didn't close
during the two minute transformation and she couldn't remember
breathing.  "OH MY GOD!"

"See, I told you," she cried out in a high-pitched child's voice.
 "Now do you believe me?"  Her older friend stared in disbelief,
still not sure what to make of it.

"I can't believe what I just saw.  It's... it's... impossible!"

"Think how I feel!"

"Can I touch you?  I mean just to see if it's real."

"Of course it's real!  And touch away.  Feel any place you want
to if it will prove it to you."

"Oh my god," she repeated reaching for the small, perky nipples,
squeezing them flat between her fingers.  "This is incredible. 
Un-fucking-believable!"

"Mom, I'm home," she heard Steve calling out as he slammed the
door.  "What's to eat?"

"Oh shit!  I'm late getting Adam from school," she screamed
leaping from the bed.  "I'll call you later so we can talk," she
said standing at the doorway looking back at the young girl on
the bed.  "Un-fucking-believable!"

Jan needed to make snacks for the boys.  Michael would be home
soon and would be starved, but she couldn't go out like this. 
Closing her eyes she imagined unhappy things, hoping that she
would transform back before the boys came looking for her. 
Several minutes passed before she heard Michael come home.  She
concentrated harder.  There's got to be a way to make this stop
when she needed to.

"MOM!" she heard both boys calling out.  "What's to eat?" 
Silently she prayed she'd change back quickly.

"Please, please, please..." she prayed trying to calm herself
down.  She heard footsteps down the hall and panicked.  This is
not happening!  Suddenly her door swung open and she looked into
the face of her youngest son staring at her.

"STEVE!" he screamed out to his brother.  "That girl is back," he
added entering the room with a smile.

~ end of part 2

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