Damia was not a morning person.
Left to her own devices, she would stay up til almost dawn, and then sleep until her
classes demanded her attendance. Since she'd gone to be early, however, that schedule
was thrown out of wack.
Damia had been having a -VERY- nice dream about having been taken home by a certain
waitress (and somehow ending up in bed with the tall blonde), when a sunbeam struck her
in the face.
Normally, she'd just roll over, but....dammit, she was awake.
Groggily, she sat up, thankful she'd given herself short hair. Idly, she scratched a nipple,
then nearly squealed at how sensitive it was.
"Hehe...that feels pretty good. Damn dreams, I'm horny as hell, and too young to do
anything about it.....or am I?"
Damia lay back down under the covers, and reached down between her legs. Her arm
brushed against the inside of her right thigh, which sent a shiver up her spine. She slowly
ran her fingers along her crotch, noting the different position of her vagina. Though she
normally shaved, she wasn't used to the skin being quite this smooth, and touching it
tickled her.
Stifling her giggles, she probed the inside of her slit. She was -very- sensitive, and she
soon gasped as waves of pleasure came over her. Still...something was wrong.
After several minutes of trying to pleasure herself, she felt more like breaking down into a
helpless giggling fit than coming. She frowned.
The whole process had succeeded in making her even more aroused, and yet now she was
frustrated at being unable to find release. Getting out of bed, she stalked over to the
computer, switching on the monitor. Maybe this crazy thing would have the answer?
She could easily make herself older, of course, that was one possibility. The real problem
is that while she still retained her adult mind and sexuality, her body was too young.
She'd heard of young girls having sex before, but it was apparent that they couldn't feel
arousal in the same way....at least, apparent from her current experience. Her pussy was
ridiculously tight, as well, and she was also a virgin again. Swell.
Plus, the more she tried to focus on the computer program's options in search of an
answer, the more worked up she became.
"I guess I better take the easy out..." Damia said to herself, reaching for the Age option on
the WebCam. On a whim, however, she took a look at the Miscellaneous options.
To her suprise, there -was- a sub-menu labeled Sexuality. She hadn't remembered seeing
it the night before, but perhaps it was easy to miss. It displayed her current sexual status.
Sexual Preference: Bi-Sexual (Female-dominant)
Status: Aroused (Repressed-Child)
And after that was data about her specific sexual preferences, fetishes and turn-offs....
"Damn, I'm freakier than I thought....ok...so if I wanted to, I could change my status...let's
see..." She deleted the text in the Status frame, and replaced it with
Status: Frigid
And she hit Return. Suddendly, she lost all interest in sex whatsoever. The whole topic
bored her. Looking at the screen, she noticed it had changed slightly.
Status: Disinterested (Child)
"I guess the program doesn't really accept Frigid." She was about to get up and get
dressed when she remembered she -wanted- to be sexually aroused.
"Oh bother. Well, let's see what else I can do."
Status: Extremely Aroused
She was about to hit Return, when she realized it kept registering her as a Child, and that
had some kind of limit on her state.
"So I need to figure out how to stay a kid, have a woman's range of sexual arousal. What a
chore...why am I bothering? Oh well..."
Status: Extreme Arousal (Precocious Nymphomaniac)
"That looks good, but I don't want to go all Lolita and start jumping guys, so...let's change
this as well..."
Sexual Preference: Lesbian
Status: Extreme Arousal (Precocious Nymphomaniac)
It didn't look quite right, but she hit Return.
Suddendly, she found herself feeling very warm. And very very very horny. Without even
moving from her computer chair, she placed two fingers into her groin and pushed them
in, even as she rubbed and pinched a nipple with her other hand.
It felt sooo good...yes, this was exactly what she wanted. She began to moan with her
childlike voice, the high pitch softening and deepening slightly, becoming huskier and
sexier, although obviously still quite young.
Little girls shouldn't sound like that...but she didn't care. She managed to slide out of the
chair and make it back to the bed, where she lay flat, looking up at the ceiling, even as she
pleased herself, gasping for breath between moans.
God it hurt...being a virgin was so painful...
"Uhn....rr...it hurts...don wanna be a virgin..."
And a window popped up on her computer.
MENTAL AGE: 19
PHYSICAL AGE: 9
SEXUAL STATUS: VIRGIN
And her status was updated.
MENTAL AGE: 19
PHYSICAL AGE: 9
SEXUAL STATUS: DEFLOWERED
Suddendly, it hurt a -lot- less. Like she'd done this before. A lot. She was very wet now,
and that let her progress even faster, until finally she came, and found hersel laying there,
her back arched, and moaning, as she finally found release.
It was, simply put, the best sex she'd ever had.