Big Jan, Little Jan, Part 6 (FF~f, MMMf, drugs) by wetfly6969 (wetfly6969@aol.com) "It was like totally awesome!" she heard Tony, saying as they entered the house. He was sitting in the living room with Vinnie and one of Vinnie's friends that everyone calls Snake talking about something important, at least they thought so. "Was she about Becky's age?" Vinnie asked giving a quick wave to the women as they entered. "No, younger. She didn't hardly have no tits and didn't have no hair on her pussy." "Damn, man, sounds like you guys struck gold last night," Snake added dropping his cigarette butt in his empty beer bottle. "What are you guys talking about?" Sharon asked setting the bags on the table. "Some party Tony went to last night," Vinnie said popping open another beer for Snake. "Mom, it was totally awesome! There was this little slut there that fucked every guy there and most fucked her more than once. I fucked her four times and dropped a load in every hole she had!" "Damn, sounds like quite a party, huh Jan?" she asked winking at her friend. "Kinda reminds me of the parties we used to do back in the day. Those were the good old days," she added touching Jan's shoulder. Jan suddenly felt sick to her stomach. She didn't remember Tony being there but hell, she couldn't remember hardly any of the faces of the guys that fucked her. Maybe it was a coincidence? Maybe he was at a different frat party where a young girl was fucked by the entire fraternity and then some. Who is she kidding? Tony goes to that school with Robbie and she knew he joined a fraternity last year but she wasn't sure which one. Now she knows. "Anyone know who she was? Snake asked reaching for his pack of cigarettes. "Naw, she came with one of the brothers but I didn't catch her name. It wasn't important. I just wanted her pussy, not her name," he said to the laughter of the others. "Where's your sister?" Sharon asked heading into the kitchen. "I dunno, she wasn't home when I got here. Probably at a friend's house." "Alright, I guess she'll miss dinner again," she added pulling out a box of Hamburger Helper. Following her into the kitchen Jan pulled up a stool. "Aren't you worried about where she is?" "Becky? No, why should I be? She's fourteen and big enough to take care of herself," she said pouring each a glass of vodka and orange juice. "Drink up," she said tapping the glasses together. "I don't know, Sharon. If I had a young daughter I'd make sure I knew where she was and who she was with all the time. You can't be too careful now-a-days." "Jan, quit worrying. She's young and pretty. Let her have some fun while she can enjoy it. She's not hurting anyone. Besides, you weren't much older than her when you started your slutting around so don't give me any double standards." "We were young and foolish back then. Didn't know any better and didn't have anyone to guide us. Anyway, it was a different time and so much has changed since we were that age." "Not much has changed, Jan. Boys will always be boys and girls will always be girls. She's on the pill so stop making a big deal about it. She's just having a little fun." "Do you know she had a *little fun* with Michael four times already?" "I'm not surprised. He is very cute," she said smiling. "And for your information, he wasn't the only son of yours to sample the Becky pot pie," she added with a wink. Jan looked at her with a shocked expression. "Don't be like that, Jan, boys will be boy and men will be boys too sometimes." "You know your daughter's sexually active and you're okay with it?" "Yea, why wouldn't I be? Sex isn't just enjoyable for adults, you know. And you know how young I was when I started fucking around." "That's different. You didn't have a choice in the matter and I'm surprised you still talk to your father after what he did to you." "Jan, if I didn't like it, I wouldn't have let him do it, right?" The two women locked eyes for an intense stare, neither backing down from their resolve. "So you were saying earlier about something you did last night after Richard left?" She said changing the subject. "Uh, yea, but I'm not sure I, well, um, it's just... maybe I shouldn't tell you." "Jan, this is me you're talking to, not some stranger. We've been best friends since the 10th grade and we've been through a lot together. Hell, your kids call me Aunt Sharon and mine call you Aunt Jan. We're like sisters. You know I won't judge you, just tell me. Get it off your chest, you'll feel better." Taking a deep breath, she looked down at her half empty drink and finished it off. "I've done something really terrible and I think it might end my marriage." "Ohhh, juicy gossip, I love it!" she said leaning closer to hear. "Do tell." Sighing, she watched as Sharon refilled her empty glass. "Well, uh, you know that, um party that Tony was talking about when we walked in?" Sharon nodded with staring at her with a huge grin. "It was me." "What was you? The little girl everybody fucked?" Slowly she nodded, not making eye contact with her companion. "OH_MY_GOD, Jan, you little devil you! I'm sooooo jealous." "Jealous? What are you talking about? I have no idea who had sex with me or even how many! I don't know if they have any kind of disease or what! They used me for their personal little cum dumpster and there wasn't anything that I could do to stop them!" "Come on, Jan, deep down you didn't want to stop them. You enjoyed it, right? You're just trying to act all innocent now to save face. Remember we used to do that shit all the time back in college. Every weekend we were bouncing around from one frat house to another doing the exact same thing." "That's different." "How?" "Well, for one, I was 18 when we started. I'm at most 12 when I change." "Age is just a number." "I was also bigger and very experienced at 18. Up until a few days ago, I was still a virgin at 12." "Well, sounds to me like you just need a little more experience," she said winking. "Sharon, that's not funny." "I know, here, have another drink. It will relax you." "You know I shouldn't drink. I loose control when I'm drunk and it doesn't take much to get me there. I'm feeling a little light headed now." "Its okay, Honey, I'll drive you home on my way to the bar and you can sleep it off," she said adding more vodka to her glass. Thumbing the rim, Jan looked teary-eyed to her friend. "That's not the worst of it," she mumbled looking back to the glass. "This morning I asked one of the boys there to give me a ride home and he wouldn't unless I had sex with him." "And you did, right?" "Yea, but not only him. There were others too. And he, uh, gave me something because I was in so much pain." "Gave you something? Like what?" "Co, uh, cocaine." "COCAINE! Fuck yea, girly, now you're talkin'! Join the fuckin' par~ty!!!" "Sharon, I didn't want to do it, he put it in my, um, my vagina." "Oh, yea, those are the best kinds of highs. Makes your pussy all tingling and sex is like 100 times better!" She watched her friend sitting there shaking. "Hey, don't worry about it, no one will find out. But you've got to answer me something truthfully, okay?" "What?" "You liked it, the coke I mean. You really liked it, right?" "As bad as it seems, yea, I did. It felt great, I didn't hurt any more and I got a sudden burst of energy and it seemed like nothing in the world mattered. And you're right. Sex was a lot better. I must have cum three or four times while they fucked me. And not the baby orgasms, but big ones. I was little Jan and still cumming like a bitch in heat while they took turns fucking me." "You see, I told you," she said winking and noticed Jan was starting to sway from the liquor. "Now it's your turn. You said in the car that you wanted to tell me something about Richard. What is it?" Exhaling loudly, she went around the counter to put her arm around her younger friend. "I know all about your problems with Richard and not because you tell me everything, but because he does too. The past two nights, after you argue, he goes to my work to be with me until I get off and then comes home with me." "Goes home with you? Why?" "Why do you think, Honey? Not to play cards." "Are you saying what I think you're saying?" "That I'm fucking your husband? Yes, that's what I'm saying." "SHARON! NO! WHY?!?!" "I dunno. I guess once a ho, always a ho. And I'm not the only one he's fucking on the side. He's fucking his assistance and at least one client that I know of." Staring in disbelief at her trusted friend of 25 years she wanted to scream. How could she? "Hey, don't be like that. We used to fuck each other's boyfriends all the time. It's no big deal." "No big deal? He's my husband, not some boy I'm dating!" "It's not like you haven't screwed around on him." "That's different." "Yea? How? You told me how you weren't sure if Robbie was Richards or not because you were fucking around with some guy around the same time you got pregnant. And Michael, what about that? You had a 50-50 chance that he'd be black. It worked out for you on both of those accounts, but you still fucked around on him. And now? Oh Lord. If he ever finds out about the party and Mr. Big-dick Chris. How is that different?" "Please, Sharon, you promised, don't ever say anything to anyone about that, please." "Don't worry, Honey, we're friends and I wouldn't ever let anything happen to you," she smiled kissing her cheek. "Come, let's go into the bedroom, I want to show you something," she said pulling on her arm. The drinks were having an effect on her and she had to hold onto the counter for support as she rose. *** "I can't do that!" she muttered watching as Sharon tapped out two lines of white powder onto her hand mirror. "Come on, Jan, don't be a baby. You know you want it." "That's cocaine, right?" "Yep, pure Colombian. The best that money can buy!" "I can't," she repeated staring at the narrow straw Sharon was holding out for her. "Just try it a little bit. It won't hurt you and you already said how good it made you feel. Just give it a little snort, right up the old nose. Hold one nostril and put the straw in the other and hold the end with your finger over your other nostril so you won't suck in air. Here, do it." "Sharon, please, I don't want it. I heard how it makes you addicted and makes you do things to get more." "ADDICTED? It's not addictive. It's no worse than a diet pill. Gives you energy and helps you lose weight. That's all. Just a little feel-good drug to help you get through the day. Come on, just do it, it'll be good for you. Make all your troubles go away." "Are you sure?" "Jan, I've been doing coke since college and nothing's happened to me, right?" "No, I guess not." "Come on, just get it over with, you'll be glad you did," she said gently pushing her head closer to the mirror. Touching the straw to the powder, she sniffed hard, sending the entire line into her nose, causing her to lift up, rubbing her nose. "OH SHIT!" she cried out as the burning drug quickly sent a rush throughout her body. It was much fastest than before. "Fuck." "Yea, that's it. Now do the other line," Sharon said pushing her head back down. Her eyes rolled back, her head flopped to the side and she nearly fell over, as Sharon reached out to hold her upright. "Let's get you to bed," she said guiding her to the double stacked mattresses in the corner. Jan was giggling as she watched her friend unbuttoning her pants before sitting her down and pulling them from her body. She didn't resist as Sharon began unbuttoning her shirt and unfastened her bra. "Yea, that's what I'm talking `bout," she heard someone saying before glancing toward the door to see Vinnie and Snake standing there watching as Sharon undressed her. "Wait," she mumbled, "they're watching." "SSshhhh, don't worry, they just wanna see you change." "What? See me change? How do they know `bout that?" she slurred. "I told Vinnie. He must have told Snake. Now just relax and let me get you warmed up." "Sharon, no, don't do this," she groaned, feeling her friends mouth over her sex. It didn't take long before the guys moved closer and Snake reached out to pinch her nipples. Vinnie sat next to her, stroking her hair. "Come out little whore, come out come out where ever you are..." he said laughing. Sharon's mouth felt so good and the cocaine coursing through her body was more than she could stand. The prickly needles came first followed by the nausea. She closed her eyes. There was no way to stop it from happening. The room grew eerily quiet as she felt her body shrinking, causing Sharon to move closer to keep her mouth over her pussy. Her nipples pulled free from his fingers as her breast retracted and Vinnie nearly fell off the bed as he shifted away from her. "Holy shit!" he cried out watching in disbelief exactly what his girlfriend had tried to convince him happened the day before. He assumed she was tripping on something and imagined it but she was so adamant that he told her to prove it. She just did. Not wanting to see them, but afraid not to know, she opened her eyes to see Vinnie removing his jeans. "I'm fucking her first," he said standing straight, pulling his shirt over his head. Sharon had always bragged about how big of a dick he had so her eyes drifted lower to his boxers. The head of his cock was protruding from the bottom and he wasn't fully erect yet. "Oh God," she muttered seeing it for the first time as his shorts were kicked to the side. Stroking it a few times, he moved closer. He really was hung like a horse and there was no way that thing would fit inside of her! "Move, bitch," he said pushing Sharon away from her and kneeling between her legs. "Please, it's too big," she pled, looking toward her friend for help. She received none. Snake began undress and she was pleased to see he was more normal sized and cried out as Vinnie began his mission to squeeze his long, fat cock into her little pussy. "I'll bet she's tighter than Becky," he mumbled pushing the bloated tip harder against her. "Fuck me!" someone yelled out from behind Sharon. "That's the little slut from the party last night!" She looked toward the door to see Tony standing there with a smile. *SHIT*. There wasn't any pain, just a bloated feeling and pressure, lots of pressure as he pushed more of the monster-sized cock into her small opening. He was about the thickness of Chris, but several inches longer and she prayed that he didn't attempt to get the entire thing inside of her. It would be a major feat for big Jan, let alone someone her size now. Snake's leaking cock rubbed against her lips, coating them with the sticky slime. "Open your mouth, whore!" he instructed getting the tip in. Parting her lips, she allowed it to slip inside as he pushed it hard, scraping it against her teeth. "You better fuckin' not bite me, bitch!" he warned. Tony and Sharon stood bedside watching as the two men attempted to get their cocks into the small girl's body, her simply laying there like a puppet waiting for someone to pull her strings. "Where did she come from?" he asked his mother. "Don't you recognize her?" she asked smiling. He stared at the young girl who was mostly covered by the two men and shook his head. "It's your Aunt Jan." "WHAT? Are you fuckin' serious? How? How is that possible?" "I'm not really sure, something about her falling into a hole and landing in an underground pond. She thinks it's the Fountain of Youth, but I don't know. All I know is that we're about to get very rich." The two laughed and turned their attention back to the bed as Vinnie bellowed. "Ouch, she's gunna be feeling that for a few days," she added with a smile. *** Vinnie was once again on top of her, easing his hard cock back into her swollen slit, forcing it in easier this time. Both Snake and Tony fucked her after he came the first time and he was wanting to cum inside of her once more before Sharon took her to work. Poor stupid cow has no idea what's in store for her. Sharon is a used-up whore who is little better than a barfly slut charging a few bucks in the back room of the Paradise Lounge where she waitresses. He would have left her years ago if it hadn't been for Becky. He's grooming her to take over her mother's job and it won't be long before both are out turning tricks for him. "I've got to be leaving in about 45 minutes, hurry up so I can get her cleaned up," Sharon shouted from the doorway as the three men went at little Jan. "I have the bath water ready so bring her in when you're done." It would be another 10 minutes before Tony entered carrying the small girl in his arms. "Put her in the tub," she instructed putting on more eye shadow. He lowered her, dropping her into the water from a few inches away. "SHIT!" Jan yelled, splashing around like a snagged fish. "It's too cold!" "I know that, it's supposed to be cold. I need big Jan back and a nice cold bath should do it. If getting turned on changes you, then taking a cold bath should change you back." Standing over her, she watched the shivering child rubbing her arms attempting to get warm. It was straight cold water and got concerned when she noticed the girl's lips turning blue. "Pa...paa...paaa. pleaz....pleazzzz, Sh.. Shha, Shharon, ta...ta...tur..turn onnananna, th..th...the ha...ha...hot wa..wa...waatererer, she begged through chattering teeth. "Just a little longer and you can get out," she said hoping it would speed up the change. Watching, she was amazed at how quickly the transformation was. Her breasts appeared as if they were inflating balloons, her shoulders, hips and thighs rapidly enlarged as well as her belly and arms. Standing, she reached for a towel, still shaking from the cold, her teeth chattering. "See, that wasn't so bad, was it?" she asked helping her friend from the tub. She gave a sour look before leaving the room. Very little was said until they left the apartment and Sharon turned down the opposite street. "I thought you were taking me home," Jan asked noticing the wrong turn. "I can't right now, I'm late for work. Vinnie will meet us there later and take you home." "Sharon, I don't want to go there. The place is a shit hole and only scum hang out there. "Relax, as soon as Vinnie gets there, he'll take you home, I promise. Just have a drink or two and relax." "I don't want to drink. I want to go home." "Don't get up tight, just go with it. Here, do a little more coke," she said reaching into her purse for the small baggie. "I don't want that either. I want to go home to my family. My boys are probably starving." "They're big boys, they can take care of themselves," she added pulling into the driveway of the dilapidated building. "I'll wait here, if it's okay." "It's not Okay. I want you to come in and meet my friends." "Sharon, please, I don't want to." "Let's go, it'll be fun," she said leaning over to kiss her. "Just like old times," she added with a smile. Sharon walked around to the passenger side, pulling the door open. "Come." Taking a deep breath, Jan swung her legs out and walked toward the bar with her friend. "I'll probably regret this," she mumbled looking to her dearest friend. Sharon smiled, holding the black painted glass door open for her. ~ the end of part 6 wetfly6969@aol.com ~ I'd love to hear from you!