I stepped into the warm water of the bathtub. I could see steam rising off the water; I'd
always preferred very warm temperatures. It felt wonderful against my skin, which was,
admittedly, much more sensitive now.
One of the reasons I liked my tiny apartment was the oversized bathtub, which seemed
huge to me now. I'd measured myself earlier, and was surprised at how tiny I was, at a
mere 4' 3".
I lay back in the water, my eyes half closed. I swear, if I was a cat, I'd probably purr...well,
if cats were able to enjoy bathing, that is.
I took a sponge and started cleaning myself. Despite the heat of the water, I shivered. It
felt really good! My tiny nipples hardened, and I realized I was really turned on.
Freud would have a field day with me now. A grown woman turned on by her own,
preteen body? It was confusing just thinking about it.
But a small part of myself was saying 'scew thinking'...and I was inclined to agree.
I slowly stroked my skin with the sponge, enjoying the sensation like it was a lover's
caress. I hadn't had a boyfriend in a long time...they were so high-maintenance, and all
they ever wanted was sex.
Not that sex was bad, but I was a person, not something for a guy to stick his cock into
for all of seven minutes!
My eyes closed as I began cleaning the inside of my thighs and my crotch. I actually
moaned in response (which, I should add, is somewhat disturbing to hear a ten year old
make sounds like that!).
I quickly dispensed with the sponge and began teasing myself with my fingers. My pussy
was very sensitive, and the water wasn't helping any. I pinched a nipple hard with my
other hand, as I began to probe inside my slit.
Oh God, I can't describe how it felt! I bit my lip to try and keep myself from making too
much noise...I did have neighbors, after all.
It felt like explosions going off inside me, I'd never been this turned on before. My tiny
body shuddered with release as I had my first orgasm....but I didn't stop there.
I had pleasant visions of pretty girls rubbing against my body, kissing me... and of a girl
who looked a lot like myself, really, doing some very naughty things with her tongue.
I had my last orgasm and noticed the water was getting chilly. I got out of the tub, the
cool air almost painful against my nipples and crotch....I'd overdone it a bit.
I got some cold cream out of the medicine cabinet (though I have to say, reaching it was
an adventure at my current height) and applied it to my more sensitive areas...which had a
very interesting effect, to say the least.
I wrapped myself in a towel and lay down on the couch, my mind reeling.
I'd never really considered myself a lesbian at all...sure, I was more comfortable around
girls than guys, and I could appreciate a girl being beautiful..but...sexual attaction? No
way!
And yet...I'd just masturbated, thinking about having sex with not just one, but several
girls (not to mention a fantasy about an identical twin going down on me!)...and in
retrospect, the girls in question were kind of young...
Oh God...what was wrong with me?! Was I turning into some kind of lesbian pedophile?
Dammit! I was horny as hell too, which didn't help. It would hurt too much to do anything
about it now. And it wasn't like I could go out and get laid anyways...no way was I going
to let a guy touch me..
"This really sucks." I was too young to get the attention of an adult (or if I did, chances
were, they wouldn't be the kind of person I'd want noticing me), and anyone near my
age...was just too young. I couldn't have sexual relations with a child, for fuck's sake!
I finally fell asleep, frustrated, and had dreams of pretty girls...even in my dreams, I was
perverted!