The Subject: Innocent Flower Girl
Hypnotic Element: More Hypnotizable Than She Thinks
Erotic Element: Clothes Only Real in Her Mind
Cute Element: Glasses Girl
Creepy Element: Bad Santa
Plot Element: Badly Battered Babysitter
Hi, I'm Mary. I'll be six next Summer. My Mommy and Daddy will be getting married on New Year's Day and Mommy asked me to be the flower girl. She even said I could wear my new glasses.
Did you know that trees have individual leaves, and that there are bricks in walls?! And that when the teacher writes on the whiteboard that words appear there?! It will be fun seeing Mommy's and the bride's maids' pretty dresses.
Speaking of dresses, Daddy took me to a special store to get my Flower Girl dress. When we got to the store, I didn't see any dresses, but there was an old man in the back who wasn't wearing any clothes. I hid behind Daddy's legs. He crouched down taking out his pocket watch for me to look at and said, "Santa will help you pick your dress; you just do everything he says."
I don’t know why I said there weren't any dresses before; the store was so full of racks and racks of dresses that I could hardly move around them to get to Santa, in the back.
Santa picked me up and kissed me on the lips, it felt funny when he stuck his tongue in my mouth, but I stuck mine in his, so we were even.
Then he put me down between his legs and said I should think about the dresses I wanted while I sucked on the special peppermint stick he had in his lap. He said I couldn't take it away from his lap, but had to suck it there, and not to bite it. It didn't taste much like peppermint, but it was delicious, especially the cream filling that shot out after a while. After I'd sucked all the cream out, Santa took it away. I cried and reached for it, and Santa said, "This stick is all done for now, but your daddy has one too, look," and he pointed to the tops of Daddy's legs, where, sure enough, there was another peppermint stick, just like Santa's.
Daddy said, "Maybe you can have some later, now we have to get your dresses fitted. Here, let me take off your clothes so you can try on dresses."
I lifted my hands over my head and Daddy pulled my shirt off, while Santa took off my shoes and socks and unbuckled my belt and unfastened my pants and pulled them down, along with my panties. Daddy and Santa brought me dresses to try on, each one prettier than the last. They both made sure each one fit perfectly, rubbing them smooth over my chest, and making sure they fit snugly into my tinkle and my butt. After a while my tinkle and my nipples felt all tingly and I got a woozy feeling in my tummy.
Daddy said "I think I have just the thing for that funny feeling, Honey. You just have to suck on my peppermint stick, but with your other mouth. OK?"
"My other mouth?" I asked.
"Yeah, this one, here," he said, rubbing my tinkle.
"That's not a mouth, silly, that's my tinkle," I said.
"Well, it likes eating peppermint sticks," he said, "Here, let me show you." Then in the same funny voice he used to introduce Santa, he said, "It won’t hurt."
He rubbed his peppermint stick against my tinkle, and it felt good, then he pushed in a little and I felt some pressure pushing in, then there was a kind of popping feeling and it went all the way in. He started pumping in and out and it felt really good till after a while I felt all tingly all over and passed out, it felt so good, and just before I passed out I felt something squirt inside me, the cream filling of Daddy's peppermint stick, I guess.
I woke up naked in a dirty old shack with Daddy on top of me, a naked old man in one corner, and my babysitter, Jenny, curled up naked on the floor in another corner. Then I recognized the old man as Jenny's daddy.
I saw a flash of Daddy's watch and was back in the store with Daddy and Santa, I thought I heard someone say something but Santa went to the other corner of the store from where he was and kicked something and the voice went away.
Santa said, "Stupid bitch, always trying to spoil my fun."
Daddy looked at Santa, then at me, then held up his watch and said, "Dog!"
Then I saw the cute, though big, doggy curled up in the corner that Santa was stroking with his foot.
I went over to pet it, her, it didn't have a pee pee hanging from it's belly, like Jenny showed me that time, you remember Jenny, my babysitter, anyway, this one time she showed me how boy dogs have pee pees in the middle of their bellies and girl dogs have a kind of slit under their poop holes. This one didn't have a peepee, so it must be a girl dog. So I petted it, her, I stroked her hair, and I rubbed and squeezed her titties, and I rubbed her slit, and her button, just like Jenny showed me that other time. After a while, after I'd been pushing my arm in and out of her slit for a while, like Jenny showed me, she howled.
I asked Santa, "What's her name?"
He said, "Jenny, just like it says on her collar."
I looked at her neck, I hadn't noticed a collar before, but there it was, a pretty pink leather collar with a dog tag that said, "Jenny" on it.
"That's the same as my babysitter's name!" I said, surprised.
Santa winked at Daddy, and said, "Yes, I know. I know everything there is to know about little gi... kids."
'Oh! Yeah! Santa! Silly me, of course he knows everything about kids,' I thought.
Daddy called me back to the middle of the store. "Come on Honey, let's finish picking those dresses. Here's the prettiest one in the store," he said, holding up a duplicate of Mommy's wedding dress, but in my size. "We'll have Santa leave this under the tree, and you'll wear it at the wedding. And this one is for every day, and, if you're extra nice, and eat both our peppermint sticks at the same time, Santa will let you wear it out of the store."
So I put Daddy's peppermint stick in my top mouth and sucked on it and bent over so Santa could put his in my bottom mouth and sucked on them till they squirted, and I passed out again.
Just before I passed out Daddy showed me his watch and said, "Store."
This time when I woke up I was in the store and was wearing a pretty purple party dress, and purple Mary Janes, and pink ankle socks with white lace tops, and a purple ribbon shaped barrette in my hair, I couldn't see it but I knew it was there and what color it was.
I looked out the door of the shed; there was a flash in the corner of my eye, the windows of the store, and saw all the snow, and asked, "Daddy, won't I need a coat, it looks cold out there?"
Daddy held up his watch, "It's not cold, the sun is out, the grass is green, it's almost like summer."
I looked again and he was right, the sun was shining brightly on the green easements along side the pristine sidewalks.
I went over to kiss Jenny goodbye, where she was chained in the corner. I stroked her hair some more and squeezed her titties a couple times and kissed her on the muzzle, though she was wearing a funny muzzle with a ring in it that fit in her mouth. When I kissed her I noticed the ring was just the right size for Santa's peppermint stick.
We left the store, and walked home, Daddy said I could run ahead of him, but not to go too far. So I ran around, always keeping Daddy in sight, but sometimes, just. All the people around admired my new dress, the men and boys smiled and pointed the women looked shocked, I hadn't thought it was THAT pretty, some mothers tried to keep there kids from looking, I guess they thought their kids would be jealous of my daddy's generosity to get me such a pretty dress. So I posed and pirouetted and pretended to be a runway model to show it off.
When we got home Mommy had me pose and pirouette and said, "I see you got her her dress," and made air quotes in the air.
"Two," Daddy said, smiling, "One for everyday, the pretty purple one she's wearing now; and an exact duplicate of your wedding dress for the wedding."
Mommy said, "Aren't you afraid someone will say something?"
Daddy said, "No one will care about a four-year-old..."
"Five," Mommy said.
"And a half," I said.
"All right, five – and a half –" looking at me and smiling, "—year-old running around naked."
I don't know what that was about, I was the only five-and-a-half-year-old around, and I wasn't running around naked, I had on my new party dress. See, I'm wearing it today.
Daddy said, "Oh, Joe said Jenny can look after Mary while we're on our honeymoon, as long as he has full access.
Mommy said, "Not quite full, he can fuck her all he wants... you've got a story for her for that, right?"
Daddy said, "Santa and peppermint sticks should hold for a few weeks."
"OK, but no hitting or arm twisting or any of that stuff he does to Jenny. I don't care if he beats his own kid to death, he's not hitting mine." Then she grinned, "Hitting on, OK, but no hitting."
"OK, I'll pass it on."
Well, I gotta go now, it's almost bed time and Daddy promised me another peppermint stick in my bottom mouth if I came to bed early, besides, it's Christmas eve, and I don't want to miss Santa.
