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Kristin’s Secret, Chapter 1
	By Zep_

	Kristen was an almost perfectly normal thirteen year-old girl. She lived in a large house with her parents, went to a private school thought well of by her community, and she had a slew of friends from school, whom she hung out with during lunch, and every day before her mom picked her up in their SUV and drove her home. She was also one of the cutest girls in the school, and almost every day she got asked out by one boy or another who had a crush on her, or merely admired her curvy young figure. These boys would invariably find that Kristen, or Kris as she was generally called, would always turn them down, the reason given that she was not allowed to date, or to even be alone with a boy. What she did not say, however, was the real reason she did not want to go out with even the most attractive of them was that she was very afraid one of them would discover her secret.

	Remember, dear readers, that our Kristen is only almost perfectly normal. Kristen always kept this in the forward part of her mind, right between her eyes, where she had to remember it. Her Mother and Father didn’t slack at their duties, either. They reminded her at each morning before school, and every night after, to never forget, lest someone outside the family find out that she was different. According to Father, if she so much as hinted about it to any of her friends, it would immediately get back to The Company, and before he knew it he would lose his job. Mother was merely afraid her friends at the Home Owners Association for their gated community would find out, which according to her would be simply dreadful. Kristen was afraid because she knew in the pit of her stomach that all of her friends would hate her forever.

	Kristen had no trouble keeping this dreadful bit of information a secret, as it was very hard to forget. And unlike others’ whose secrets were dastardly deeds they had done, or combinations to locks, or maybe the location of a hidden key for their home, lest they lose theirs, little Kris’s secret was a body part. Her hidden shame was a big, thick penis that rested between the cute young girl’s legs. Every time she had to take a tinkle, or even do a number two (she blushed at the thought), she was reminded. Every time she put on her clothes in the morning before school, or took them off at night for bed, she was reminded. And lately, which was very strange, whenever she looked at one of her little friends who were part of her social group at school, she felt a strange stirring in her loins, and for reasons which made her cute face turn red, she was also reminded.

	It was at one of those times that we find dear Kristen, namely bedtime, where we begin out story. The young girl had just removed her fashionable dress and designer underwear, and was looking at her image in the three-panel mirror, which adorned one of the walls in her large bedroom. She was looking intently at the girl that stared back at her, a cute little redheaded pixie with eyes that seemed a tad large for her sweet round face, which curved down into a graceful neck that terminated into her smallish a-cup breasts. Under them, her waist narrowed slightly into hips that flared just a little, descending into smooth, hairless legs. The cute child frowned slightly, shaking her head. She knew it was what was between the legs that was the problem. At the juncture where a perfectly normal little girl would have a mouthwatering pink vagina, was a large, perfectly formed, hairless cock. Oh, she consoled herself, underneath this ‘deformity’ was that slick tight hole, but unfortunately a large smooth scrotum, which contained her two testicles, obscured it. Of course Kris didn’t know these terms, but she had a clear enough idea to be as displeased as she was. Her parents had explained to her enough of why she was different that she could keep her secret. She knew that all the other girls whom she played with at school had to pee sitting down, which her parents made her do also, and that they lacked the equipment which necessitated her wearing a dress every single day. She also knew, from her doctor, whom her mother called a ‘quack’ (even though little Kris had never heard him make that sound) that her additions were the organs which only boys normally employed. She didn’t like to think of that fact, as she considered herself a girl in all respects, and was not comfortable with the thought that any part of her was male.

	As she was looking herself over, her hand did a curious thing by straying down to the juncture at which her legs met. She watched as instinctively, it grasped around her male part, and begin to stroke it softly. Kris didn’t know what she was doing. Before today, the only time she touched her penis was when she had use the restroom, or clean it in the shower. But of it’s own volition, it seemed, her hand was touching it now, and for some reason it was beginning to feel very nice indeed. As her small, soft hand began to stroke her organ, an amazing thing began to happen. Her cute hairless penis, which had hung limply between her legs for a smidgen over thirteen years, began to expand! Kristen was shocked at this development, and wanted to stop and go ask her Mommy about this right away. She cleared that thought from her mind instantly, as she knew her Mother would be angry at any question about her addition, as would her father for that matter. They tolerated no discussion of her secret, even behind closed doors. The young girl sighed, and resumed stroking her organ, which had stiffened and grew even more.

	She whimpered a bit, and added her other hand to this new activity, for now her penis had grown so large that her one tiny hand could not fit around it anymore. With both her hands gripped around her tool, Kris was able to stroke it up and down very nicely now. A bit of fluid leaked from the tip, and the little girl reddened in the face. She hadn’t meant to pee! But she soon realized the fluid now steadily dripping from the head of her penis was not urine. It was much more slippery, and indeed, it was even the wrong color. It did serve a purpose, she quickly found, in keeping her hands from abrading her erection. Just as she had worried about hurting herself from rubbing too hard, the thick warm liquid soothed her penis as well as her fear. It flowed copiously, bathing her entire prick, making it much easier to stroke it up and down. And it felt much better, too! The cute little redhead smiled at the masturbating girl in the mirror as more and more good feelings overtook her. She pulled on her thick cock harder and faster, and the flow of precum from the tip increased as well. Her face contorted into a grimace of pleasure as her penis stiffened up even further. One of her little hands, the fingernails painted a light shade of pink, found the bulbous head of her cock, and griped it like a baseball, rubbing all around it. Her other hand continued stroking on the long, fat shaft of her cock, franticly moving up and down. She scrunched up her face, her eyes closed completely, and she began to squeak over and over again. The little girl shook her head franticly, she didn’t know what was happening to her body, but she loved it! Throwing her head back, Kristen felt a tightening in the large testicles hanging below the organ she was stroking with both hands. Her hips began to pump, and she increased the pace at which she was caressing herself. Just as whatever she was building to was about to happen, the young teenage girl suddenly pictured her friend Ashley in her mind. Both her hands wrapped back around her shaft as she whined in a high-pitched voice, suddenly feeling something below her organ and inside of her release. The fat knob on her cock turned a darker shade of purple, and a huge stream of cum exploded from her prick. It arced in the air, and plastered against her image in the mirror. The little girl gripped her large cock harder, and felt another spasm occur. Another blast of viscous, sticky cum appeared on the mirror. “Oh, oh, oh!” The young 8th grader whimpered as more and more sperm shot from her cock, waves of pleasure rolling over her. She felt her legs buckle, and she fell backwards onto the floor. Her hands, however, remembered their job. As she lay on her soft carpet, she was still coaxing load after load of milky white jizz out of her big prick. It shot all over her. She mewled and whimpered as she was covered in her own cum. By the time the child was finished with her orgasm, she was plastered, from her chin to her painted toenails. 

	Kristen lay on the carpet for a while, rubbing her deflating organ lightly, and wiggling her toes at the sensation. She had just experienced the most delightful feeling she had ever had in her short life, and amazingly, it was because of her ‘deformity’. Her last thought before she got up to begin cleaning up the mess she has just made, was to wonder what it would be like to slide her penis into her friend Ashley’s hole.