Alien/Male/Toddler/Mary

"My name's Mary, what's yours," she says as she takes your hand and walks along with you.

You hadn't thought of a name and you look around for inspiration. There's a sign on a pole beside the lane says "DANGER". "Dan, err, Danny," you say.

She leads you into a small cottage. "My mum will soon find your parents," she says as she opens the door. Her Mum is a sour faced woman with straggly fair hair and plastic framed glasses. She looks barely old enough to be the mother of a nine-year-old.

"What the fuck have you got there," she says when she sees you.

Mary explains that she found you and after some discussion, she is sent off to find someone called Bert, who turns out to be the local policeman. When he arrives, there is a lot more talk and you are given a slice of bread and "marge" with a thin layer of jam on it. Bert gets a mug of tea that he doesn't drink. Eventually, he leaves. "Looks like we are stuck with you for the night, Mum says. Mary volunteers to keep you entertained until dinner time and takes you up to her bedroom.

"You mustn't mind Mum, she's all right really," Mary says. Her bedroom is pretty tidy, which is not hard because there is so little in it. A narrow bed with a knitted blanket, a rickety table and chair, and a cupboard is all the furniture. There are thin curtains on the window and a threadbare rug on the floor.

She takes her school uniform off and carefully hangs it up in the cupboard. As she stands there in just her knickers, you can see every one of her ribs and all the knobbly bits on her spine. She finds a picture book in the bottom of the cupboard and you both get up on the bed to look at it. "Janet And John Go Into The Woods," she reads, then a thought strikes her. "I s'pose you'll have to sleep with me tonight." This makes her giggle for some reason.

It takes a while before Janet and John get back to their lovely middle-class home and an indulgent mother who gives them warm milk and cake, before sending them upstairs for a bath.

"DINNER," Mum calls up the stairs. Mary puts a dress on and takes you down to the kitchen. It's some kind of stew and they seem impressed by my ability to spoon most of it into my mouth, I do play the part though and spread some of it around. When its finished Mary washes up and Mum gets ready to go out. With her hair brushed and a clean dress, she doesn't look quite as drab, "I might be late back. Any problem go to your Aunty Jacqui," she says as she leaves.

We go into the front room which is as shabby as everywhere else, There are two armchairs on either side of the fireplace and a big old radio set that Mary tunes into a music station. "Dance with me," she says and starts whirling you around the floor.

"I need a wee," you say, a little bit dizzy.

She finds a potty from somewhere and helps you pull your shorts and underpants down so you can empty your bladder. You are going to sit on it, but she makes you "Stand up like a man," and helps out by holding your cock and pointing it in the right direction. "That's quite a cock you've got for a little boy," she says, and even though you've finished, she keeps hold of it.

"Very impressive," she says as it swells up and she slides your foreskin back to shake the drips off. She puts her hands under your arms and carries you over to a chair. Then she pulls your shorts and pants right off. "Do you like that," she says as she starts to masturbate you. "The boys in the village do it all the time." You can feel the pressure building, but you hold back. "Girls don't have one," she says with a slight giggle. "Do you want to see what girls have instead?"

You nod. "I could give you the Latin names of every part, as well as a long list of common names," you think, but she wants to show you anyway. She strips her dress over her head, hooks her thumbs in the elastic and yanks her knickers down over her skinny ass. "There, what do you think," she says as she stands in front of you.

"Willy," you say, pointing at where it would be if she had one.

"No Danny, I tole you that girls don't have willies, they have something much nicer. She takes a couple of paces back and flops down in the other armchair with her legs spread apart. She reaches down and uses two fingers to spread her thin labia lips apart, revealing the dark pink of her vagina. "Come her," she orders.

You stand up and toddle over to stand between her legs. Without preamble, she grabs your hair and presses your face into her crotch. It's clear that she's no virgin and you do your part by licking and sucking. After a few moments she lets you get a breath, "Wow! You are a clever boy," she says. Then she takes hold of your hand and bunches your fingers together. "How many of those cute little fingers do you think you can get in there," she says.

"All of them and the thumb as well." you think as she uses your hand to diddle herself.

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