Must be Small for Ball Crawl
mc; Mg; Mdom; mast; inc
Faith sat outside the ball crawl. It was her favorite attraction, but she was an inch too tall. It wasn't fair. She was at the park for her birthday, and even one of her friends that she had invited were playing there, but she was too tall! She sat on the bench, crying. She never wanted to grow up. Not if it was going to stop her from doing what she wanted to, even on her birthday.
Her father sat down beside her. She hated to cry when she was with her father, as she didn't get to see him often after the divorce. "You're really upset about this, aren't you?" Faith nodded through her tears. "Well, I can do something about it, but there is a cost."
"What cost?"
"Nothing you need to worry about, nor any of your friends," her father said with a smile. "You'll just be my bare little girl again."
"Okay," Faith said, trusting her father. He handed her a small bottle of water. It was a little bit cloudy but she drank it all, anyway. As she drank it, she felt her clothes getting loose, and a warmth filling her body. After she finished, she stood up, and her jeans, panties, and tube-top all dropped to the ground, as they were already too large for her smaller body. She found that she needed to look up further to meet her father's gaze.
"Now go see if they'll let you play now," Her father said, as the warmth settled around her pussy.
Faith scampered over to the attendant, slipping out of her now too large shoes, unconcerned at her nudity. "Am I still too tall?" she asked.
"No deary, you're quite a bit under the height," the attendant replied. "Go on in."
Faith stepped up to the edge of the ball crawl, and belly flopped into the pit. With a cry of pure glee, she moved through the balls to join her friends. They were all bigger than her now, and unlike her were still wearing the tube tops and jeans they'd arrived in.
"What happened to you, Faith?" her friend Charity asked, as Faith stood up in the middle of the ball crawl.
"Yeah, you weren't big on the fact that the park is clothing optional when your mother dropped us off," Hope added.
"Daddy made me short enough to play in the ball crawl," Faith replied, her hand going down to cover her naked pussy. "I'll go naked for that."
"Yeah, the ball crawl is fun," Charity said.
"Charity!" Faith's father called. "I need a word with you."
"Better see what he wants," Charity said to her friends, moving to exit the ball crawl.
For the next couple of minutes, Faith and Hope played in the ball crawl, diving under the balls, tossing a few at each other, and giggling. Charity rejoined them fairly quickly, naked and a little bit smaller than Faith, maybe an inch shorter.
"Hope, Faith's Dad wants to see you," Charity said when she rejoined them, her hand moving to cover her naked pussy when she came to a stop and stood. Faith's hand did likewise, but unlike Charity, Faith's hand pressed into her warm tingling pussy.
Hope left, and Faith dove under the balls again, to come up behind Charity and begin tickling her. Charity twisted around and soon the two were giggling uncontrollable, as they made tickle attacks, retreated and repeated. Hope returned naked and a half inch shorter than Charity, the same size gaps the three had when they where eight. The three other girls that Faith had invited followed in Faith's footsteps, resulting in six newly-naked "eight-year-olds" frolicking in the ball crawl.
"Faith! Time for lunch," Faith's Dad called out. Faith and the other five girls she'd invited all scrambled out of the ball crawl, their naked bodies glistening from the sweat expended during their play. Each of them found one of their hands touching their pussies, making themselves feel good as they approached the picnic table.
Faith found herself in her father's lap, his hands feeling up her naked body. She had objected to much less contact on her fully clothed body before her parents split, but now it felt too good to stop. Her father caressed her now barely-developed breasts. He ran fingers between her nether lips. Her little pussy started to get really wet as her lunchtime conversation was interrupted by involuntary moans of pleasure.
Her Daddy was sliding is finger all the way in her pussy, now, and it felt so good. Everything she'd ever been told was wrong about someone touching her down there was washed away as she got wetter and wetter down there. Daddy laid her out on the table as all of her friends looked on, telling them, "the Birthday Girl gets it first."
Faith felt something bigger than Daddy's fingers trying to get into her. She looked down and saw that Daddy was putting what looked like one of the balls from the ball crawl inside her. She didn't think it would go in, but it did. Daddy pushed it all the way up inside her until it couldn't go anymore. There was a wire with a little butterfly attached to the ball, and Daddy attached the butterfly to her little button. "Press your butterfly," Daddy ordered, as he slid her to sit beside him.
Faith pressed the butterfly, and pleasure shot up from her button. She felt a like a river was coming from her pussy. The pleasure was so much that for just a moment her vision grayed out.
When it returned, she noticed that her daddy was working on Hope, doing the same thing that he'd done to her. Charity was next to her, and already had her butterfly. She was staring ahead, as if she couldn't see a thing. Faith finished her lunch, including the extra large cup of lemonade, and then returned to the ball crawl with her friends, all of which had the same little butterfly at the top of their pussies.
For the next couple of hours, they played in the ball crawl. Every once in a while, one of them would suddenly pause, as the ball and butterfly caused pleasure to gush from their pussies. Each time the pleasure overwhelmed them, they lost more of their inhibitions.
When Faith and her friends had entered the park, they would have never dreamed of showing their breasts. Now they bared their barely budding breasts without thinking. They would have never gone naked, but now they were totally unconcerned with it. They would have never let anyone touch down there, but now they casually touched each other, and craved Faith's Daddy's touch. They would have never let anyone put anything inside their pussies, but now they were filled with the special ball that made them feel so good.
At the end of the day, all six of them got into Faith's Daddy's van, totally forgetting any previous arrangement to get home. Their play had exhausted them, and all of them were asleep by the time they got to Faith's Daddy's secret mountain retreat.
Faith woke up in her Daddy's bed the next morning. She looked down and saw that Daddy's thing parting her pussy. Daddy slid it in her deeply, and began to pump in and out of her. She didn't want the pleasure to stop, as it grew stronger and stronger. Finally it crashed over as her little body climaxed on her Daddy's thing. It felt so good that it overwhelmed her brain, crashing. She wanted it to happen to her again and again. Faith's father was happy to make sure she and her friends got what they now wanted.
Faith and her friends spent the rest of their lives in the mountain retreat. No one knew what to look for. Everyone was looking for a half-dozen teenage girls, not six naked eight-year-olds who had been turned forever into sex slaves.
