.. but Sue... I haven't any clothes, I think I've lost them somehow!" "I know.. I had a look for you and can't find them anywhere! Perhaps Mom accidentilly packed them, or put them in the dry-cleaners? I'll see if Donna has any ideas." As Sue stood up from the bed, Sandy rolled onto her back and reached forward and took her sister's hand. Slowly the moved it until it was against her hairless puffy little cunt. "Thanks Sue... you can touch me there if it gives you those feelings you need?" Sue used two fingers to carefully spread the little girl's labia, then with her other hand stroked her clitoris. "Does that feel nice little girl?" she asked. "That's your clitty and it's ever so sensitive." Sandy's slim little body arced. "Oh yes... that's nice Suzy. Oh! You're kissing it... it's lovely, and, and, I feel all funny." Susan raised her head. "You're getting wet Sandy! It's called cum, and it means your body is happy! That's the feeling I get when we hurt you before." "Oh, I can see why you like it!" Sandy told her, feeling her big sister's tongue probing within her baby vagina. "Can't I just do that to you to make you happy?" "Sometimes! But some other times I need you to hurt a little as well. Can you understand that?" "Not really... but I'm just a little kid I guess." "That's right. A little kid, but one I love very very much! Now put some make-up on and I'll ask Donna about your clothes." ************************************* When Susan left the room, Sandy was left with the strangest feeling. It was like wanting to take a sneeze, but not quite being able to do so. A warmth filled the very base of her tummy, and she slowly brought her knees up to the little mounds that would become breasts, then spread them apart. With the very tip of her finger, she touched that bump, her 'clitty' that Susan had told her about, and felt a shiver run up her back. It was damp and slippy, like her hands felt if she put moisturizer on them in the winter. At the top it stuck out a little bit, and she gave it a gentle squeeze between her first and second fingers, sending a shiver this time up the inside of her thighs. "Ohhhh" she sighed, as her fingers touched the crease that ran below the bumpy bit, running up and down it until she felt the fleshy mounds absorb a finger until an inch of it was inside her. |