"I really need that stone." You said with a stuttering voice, almost as if you were going to cry "Please if you found it... " He looked at the girls with whimpering eyes doing your best to get the girls to sympathise. However it was to no avail, The girls , these three, they weren't very emphatic, Somewhat aggravated, you glanced at your body's pockets wondering if it was in one of them or perhaps one of the girls had it now? "I really need the stone, it was a gift... it's very special." Your body grunted. "I don't have a f*cking stone, f*ck off, kid." It sounded sincere, You knew your own voice and even with all that vocal anger that sounded like he meant it. Who was in your body? He didn't seem to recognise you at all. Where was the stone? It has to be around somewhere. You glance at the girls their pockets and their eyes. You pull your eyes away quickly after their lingered on the most curvy on the bunch. You felt a warmth around your crotch and something slowly crawling down your leg. This body was just too much. The girls, they probably don't have a stone, their pockets didn't seem to have enough space to even conceal it. But then... who had the stone now?
You hastily looked around wondering just who could have it and clumsily dashed off while more curses were flung your way with your own voice accompanied by demeaning comments from the girls. Your crotch felt quite uncomfortable to it wasn't a full erection just yet, thankfully. You looked around more till you found a short kid. He held it in his hands with a dumb expression. You wondered how he got it but didn't linger too much on that question. "Hey, you that thing you have in your hands, I'm sorry, but I think it's mine." The kid turned around glassy eyed. You wondered if you startled him or if he was just that kind. "I'm really sorry, please."
He looked at your feet and slowly turned up toward your face inspecting you in a strange manner. "No, it hit me, now it's mine." On closer inspection there was a smudge on the kids clothing roughly the shape of the stone and he seemed like he had cried. "I'm sorry, I'll repay you. Just give me the stone, okay?" He shook his head. "No!" he yelped. You grimaced. He was smaller, you were older, certainly. You attempted to grab the stone from him. The kid curled up and turned grasping the rock tighter, you try to grasp over his back. In his defence he jolts an elbow right into your crotch. You wince and step back. The kid shuddered, squirmed and wept "I wish your were my age... or I was older and as short as me."