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story_codes: g/g (11, 11), coercion

story_intro: Despite the exposure of children to pop culture and lowering standards of decency, lifelong friends Allie and Brianna proper young girls. But their sweetness and innocence made them targets for those who lusted after their fresh little bodies that were just starting to feel the first feathery kisses of approaching pubescence.


story_language: English



Schoolgirl Starlets, part 1

Written by madvlad


	Allie and Brianna became fast friends at a church preschool. Even then, both girls differed from most of the other kids their age in both body and personality. Each girl was small for her age and they were each shy and sensitive. In each other, they found instant comfort from the inadvertent slights of the battleground known as playtime.

	When it was time for kindergarten, both families enrolled their daughters into the same private Christian schools and joked how now the girls were even more  similar as they dressed in the white blouse, blue plaid skirt, white knee socks, and black shoes that comprised the school uniform.

	Both of them had summer birthdays and had turned five shortly before kindergarten began, making them not only the smallest but the youngest in their class. But they were also now proud big sisters as each family had also welcomed a baby girl that same season.

	When Allie and Brianna began the fifth grade, members of the staff remarked how the similarities had carried over into the younger siblings, almost eerily so. Robin and Sara shared their big sisters' gentle temperaments and slight bodies and were a pleasure to have in the classroom.

	Now sixth grade had begun for the older set. This year, there was a slight change in their wardrobe and now both Robin and Sara had politely asked why they couldn't dress just like their big sisters.

	Allie blushed a little as she tried to explain her body's new development to her little sister. As she spoke, she tried in vain to tuck a wavy lock of her light brown hair behind her ear - a nervous habit of hers. Robin watched her intently, even trying to arrange her hair as Allie was doing but her loose curls were even more resistant to it than her sister's.

	"When you get my age, you start growing in a different way," Allie explained, gesturing vaguely to the slight swells that had begun to blossom on her chest that summer.

	Robin pulled at the collar of her t-shirt, surveying the whiteness of her utterly flat chest where her swimsuit had covered her when she went swimming. Then she looked at Allie's chest where the training bra she coveted was concealed by her sister's shirt. When Allie was in her swimsuit, Robin had seen the small, gentle rises pushing at the front of the fabric. Although the little girl knew it was impolite to see places that should be covered up, she was very curious about the process of becoming a big girl like Allie.

	She locked her eyes onto Allie's; the sisters sharing an intense gaze between their dark eyes. Seeing no sign that Allie might be teasing, Robin gave up.

	"I just want to be like you," she said softly.

	Allie hugged Robin, pressing the side of her sister's face to her chest as she stroked her hair. It was a completely innocent, sisterly sign of affection but Allie could feel her nipples stiffening behind the thin cups of her training bra from the pressure of Robin's cheek against them. Allie's stomach bounced a bit and she was unnerved by these odd reactions her body had been displaying of late. It wasn't very proper at all.

	Sara's crystal blue eyes sought Brianna's bluish gray ones in the mirror as her big sister braided her long, dark hair. It was a morning ritual they both cherished as Brianna tried different weaves and styles. In contrast, the older girl wore her identically-colored hair straight down her back.

	"But your bra is so pretty with the little bow in the middle," Sara continued. "Why won't Mommy get me one? Was I bad?"

	"No, Sara. It's just that when girls get around my age, they start, um, looking more like ladies and we need them."

	"Oh, like Allie when she wears her swimsuit."

	"Uh...yes, something like that," Brianna confirmed.

	Unlike their best friends, neither sister here would have much to show in the way of tan lines as their skin remained either fair or burned, so sunscreen kept them nearly evenly toned when they were at the pool. And unlike Allie, Brianna had no visible signs of any maturity there yet but her mother had purchased some training bras for her since that change could begin at any time. What her mother hadn't told Brianna was that she didn't want her to feel awkward about "being behind".

	While Brianna had not yet begun to puff out at all, she had noticed that her nipples had become strangely sensitive, hardening at sometimes the slightest touch - even the rubbing of her shirt. She was now grateful for the soft cloth that protected her little pink circles from something unseemly and embarrassing although she shamefully admitted to herself that the stiffness did feel good in a funny way.

	At school, Brianna had overheard a couple of other girls talking about how they played with themselves between their legs. Although she kept quiet, Brianna had been appalled. What on earth would possess someone to touch their privates like that? Goodness, no - that was not for her!

	Finishing Sara's French braid, Brianna sighed in relief. Her little sister's hair was a much more comfortable subject.

	Every morning and afternoon, they made a lovely quartet as they entered and left school. They were happy and they were innocent.

	And they were carefully scouted.

	And they would be easy to manipulate.

	"So you're sure they'll be easy?" Mike asked, tapping nervously on the steering wheel.

	"For the thousandth time, yes," Rafe answered coolly. "My contact in the school knows damn near everything about them - their records, evaluations, and everything. We're talking pure virgins in body and mind. The little darlings will probably faint when they learn they have something between their legs that's good for other stuff besides taking a piss."

	"I'll give 'em something else between their legs," Craig growled from the rear of the van.

	"Down, boy," Rafe laughed. "Here we go."

	Allie and Brianna were on their way to the drug store to get some supplies for a school project. After some discussion, they decided on a little bit of candy as well to surprise their younger sisters who were currently at Allie's house. When they heard the approaching engine, they turned together to see a cargo van pulling up to the curb beside them. A man leaned out slightly from the open passenger window and gave them friendly smile.

	"Excuse me," Rafe called to them affably.

	"Yes?" Brianna replied, concerned that the poor man might be in need of directions.

	"I need you two to get in the van right away, please."

	Both girls blinked, not quite believing what they said. The side door on the van slid open, revealing a large, scruffy-looking man who eyed them as if he hadn't been fed for days.

	"I...I'm sorry but we can't..." Allie started.

	"Sure you can," Rafe answered, his tone eerily reasonable. "But if you insist on being stubborn, we can just grab Robin and Sara. They're at your house, right Allie? It would certainly be a pity if your mother tried to stop us - your dad would go back to the dating scene and find you girls a replacement."

	Brianna felt dizzy and Allie feared she might throw up. They were good girls in a happy world - how in Heaven could these men be intruding with such threats? With leaden legs, they approached the van where Craig hauled them in and slid the door shut.

	No sooner was Mike pulling away when Craig handed them each a cup of something purple.

	"Drink," he ordered.

	With shaking hands, they took the cups. Brianna was afraid she would spill the dark liquid on her white blouse and used both hands to steady her cup. Upon her first sip, she discovered it was grape - Sara's favorite flavor. Then the thought of her little sister being in this van tasting this nearly made her stomach fold in half.

	Both girls emptied their cups and then rode in terrified silence. For some reason, they calmed down a little and puzzled over the sudden heat as each was feeling strangely warm. When the van pulled into a garage in the back of some building, they were only vaguely curious as they were both feeling wonderfully mellow. The little bit of fear they had kind of tickled in a rather intimate way that made each of them blush.

	Their nerves were fully back on edge as they were standing facing one another with video cameras trained on them. Rafe and his cohorts, plus a couple of other men, were seated in chairs watching them. Although they were still fully clothed, Allie and Briana felt very vulnerable.

	The girls had been forced to watch a graphic video of two women engaged in lesbian sex and were told that now they would have to do the same thing. Each girl had been fitted with a wireless ear piece that was concealed beneath their hair. This way, Rafe could quietly issue instructions to each girl without being heard on the video.

	"We have to make it look natural," he explained in the same easy manner he had used when they were being kidnapped. "Do it right, and you go home sooner. Do it wrong, and you'll keep doing it until you get it right. And if you're uncooperative, there's always Plan B. I'm sure Robin and Sara would make cute little lezzies, don't you?"

	Although he spoke politely enough, the implied threat hung heavily over the girls. On the wall behind them, the video began again, creating a backdrop of women having sex while the two preteens were doing the same. Rafe started his instructions, using controls to either speak to one at a time or both together.

	Brianna felt her neck flush as her lips made contact with Allie's. They stood awkwardly together, mouth to mouth until Rafe's next command. Their mouths opened and their tongues met, with Allie moaning softly in both shame and amazement. As their wet tongues intertwined, their tension decreased and of their own instinct, they frenched more deeply.

	Allie suddenly froze at Rafe's words but then did as she was told when he repeated them. Her tongue still entangled with Allie's, Brianna murmured nervously as Allie began unbuttoning her blouse.

	"Let her do it," came Rafe's voice in her earpiece.

	Brianna did as she was told, letting Allie finish undoing then removing her blouse, leaving her bare above her skirt except for her snug training bra. Then it was Brianna's turn, fumbling at Allie's buttons while they continued to kiss. They were licking hungrily despite their trepidation, the unfamiliar pulse of arousal driving their actions a little further. After Brianna pulled Allie's blouse from her skirt and slid it from her shoulders, the girls embraced as they were told.

	Rafe's hard-on was straining in his pants as he watched the two slightly built eleven year-olds making out, mashing their cute little training bras together.

	Allie felt the effect more as the pressure agitated her small chest morsels. Brianna found herself wishing the padding of her bra wasn't there to protect her nipples. Suddenly, she felt the urge to have them rubbing against her best friend's training bra. Then the image of what the women had been doing flashed in her mind and the girl craved direct contact of flesh against flesh instead until her shame welled up in protest. Frantically, both girls were wondering what was wrong with them.

	With some relief and a little disappointment, they separated when Rafe told them to. At the same time, they nervously unbuttoned each other's skirt. With their slim hips, there was little to hold their skirts up and almost instantly they were left standing in only their underwear, shoes, and socks.

	"Take Allie's bra off," Rafe said into Brianna's earpiece.

	When the girl began to shake her head, Rafe spoke again.

	"When Robin and Sara take their shirts off, they won't have bras - that will be easier."

	Sara's earlier wish for a bra echoed in Brianna's head and she shivered at the thought of her baby sister being stripped in front of these men.

	"I'm sorry," she whispered to Allie.

	Allie was blushing when she heard Rafe's next command but lifted her arms in acquiescence. Remaining still and silent, she let her friend push her training bra up and moved her arms to help get it completely off. Now her budding breasts were exposed to male eyes for the first time. The mounds were plump and tiny, pushing Allie's nipples out from her chest by a little less than an inch.

	Then it was Brianna's turn lose her little bra. The bottom edge of the material scraped over her nipples, making them stiffen for the men and cameras. Brianna was keenly aware of how her flatness resembled six year old Sara's. As if reading her mind, Rafe spoke aloud this time instead of in the earpieces.

	"Brianna, don't you wish you had big, juicy tits like Allie?"

	Her defenses down, Brianna nodded before she could catch herself. Allie was shocked but also felt sorry for her friend.

	"Go ahead and squeeze them. Do them both together."

	Slowly, Brianna reached up and cupped Allie's soft titlets. Sucking in a sharp breath, Allie stiffened at the touch slowly relaxed as Brianna cautiously kneaded her chest.

	"Harder," Rafe called out.

	Yes, harder, Allie thought. She knew Brianna shouldn't be touching her like this, but if she was, she wanted to be touched and pinched. For some reason, her panties seemed suddenly too tight in the crotch.

	Rafe's command was in Brianna's earpiece. When she bent down, Allie watched, transfixed as Brianna's mouth drew close to one of her little boobs. Brianna dabbed at the nipple with her tongue a few times before bringing her entire mouth against Allie's chest, sucking the entire teat inside and slathering it with her tongue.

	"Ohhh," Allie sighed as Brianna suckled.

	Having her tit inside Brianna's steamy mouth made it feel huge. Brianna's lips and tongue were careful and loving, first on this mound and then the next. When she was done and stood upright, Allie's tiny breasts were spit-shined and crowned with erect, aching nipples.

	When Rafe told her to reciprocate, Allie was shocked by her enthusiasm as she mouthed Brianna's undeveloped chest. She told herself it was only because she wanted Brianna to feel the same pleasure that she had experienced. After a few minutes, Rafe told her she was done and she stood straight again.

	As they were instructed, the pair embraced and tongue kissed again, this time with their slippery chests in direct contact. Allie's titlets flattened against Brianna's childish surface and the preteens' wet, stiff nipples flicked against each other as they shifted their bodies.

	Brianna's hands were against the small of Allie's back while they kissed. Rafe told her to move them lower - and then lower still. Brianna's stomach gurgled as her hands slid over the trim curves of Allie's ass and felt her friend's hands doing the same to her pert young rump. They squeezed each other's firm buns, licking more passionately and grinding their agitated nipples together.

	Then they maneuvered their fingers into the waistbands of the other girl's panties on Rafe's orders. Each girl gasped into the other's mouth as her ass was cupped by her best friend's hands on the bare skin. They had seen the video and their eyes kept darting to it being shown behind them and knew what was expected next.

	With tiny mewls of apprehension and apology, they worked the undies off each other's private areas until they were at mid-thigh. Each girl wriggled her legs until the cotton softly fluttered down to their ankles where they gingerly stepped out of them.

	Rafe had them resume their embrace and kissing. When their crotches came in contact, the girls twitched them apart but after a few times, they remained together. They were still wearing their white knee socks and black shoes and Rafe kept them that way, providing a touch of schoolgirl innocence as the prepubescent girls discovered the pleasures of each other's body as well as their own.

	Brianna stopped the kiss when she heard Rafe in her earpiece. Stricken, she turned to look at him with pleading eyes. After a reminder of what Sara would be made to do with Robin, Brianna bowed her head briefly in submission.

	"What?" Allie whispered. Surely they weren't going to have to...

	But they did. Brianna sank to her knees and stared at the smoothness of Allie's cunny. Trembling, she put her thumb and fore finger on each side, opening the petals of her friend's virgin sex. Never had Allie been exposed like this and she prayed it would all stop right now.

	Blinking, Brianna noticed the moisture on the pink surfaces in Allie's slit. She had felt the same thing inside herself and had been ashamed. But Allie was the same way. Why was it like that? After Rafe repeated his next instruction with another reference to Sara, Brianna knew she was about to learn all about the liquid in her friend's cunt.

	Pushing her mouth against Allie's soft mons, Brianna felt liquid there gurgling. When she opened her mouth, a few drops dribbled in. At first, she pulled her tongue back. But then she extended it, tasting the nectar of sexual arousal for the first time. Something inflamed her, blacking out the past lessons of what was naughty.

	Brianna pushed her tongue into Allie's twat, seeking the source of these juices. Her own pussy was quivering inside and she felt her wetness seeping from her hole, trickling down her thighs. Putting her hands on Allie's hips, Brianna braced herself so she could better mine the liquid treasure from Allie's swampy snatch.

	"Ah!"

	As her friend nuzzled against her crotch, Allie tilted her head back while her hands rested on Brianna's head. The eleven year-old's budding breasts gleamed and quivered in the bright lights, her tiny nipples jutting stiffly.

	"Yes," she croaked, pushing with her pelvis against Brianna's busily working mouth.

	Something was curling inside her, nestled deep between her legs. It was like a spring, coiling tighter and hurting her in a way that made her want more. Closing her eyes, Allie bit her lower lip, feeling Brianna's lips caressing her there, her tongue digging all around.

	"BWAAH!" Allie shouted as the coiling released.

	She was becoming liquefied there, draining all of her being into Brianna's accepting mouth. The other girl gulped the gift she received until finally the waves of Allie's climax receded. Brianna licked a little more before standing upright.

	The girls faced each other, each a little more knowing but still confused.

	"You know what she wants," Rafe hissed in Allie's earpiece. "And you know what you want."

	With a helpless whine, Allie knelt before Brianna. Goodness - her friend was wet all over there! Allie dove into her friend face-first, clenching Brianna's ass as she began to devour the other preteen's hairless twat.

	In profile, Brianna's slender, sweating torso looked quite boyish. But her groans were female as she rocked her hips against Allie's face. The light brown waves of Allie's hair jiggled as she hungrily munched on Brianna's virgin snatch, eager to give her dearest friend the wet explosion she had just experienced. The wet smacks and slurps of Allie's mouth on Brianna's quim were sharp and lewd, as was the prolonged cry as Brianna came.

	After having Allie stand up again, Rafe told the pair to kiss. Their tongues met feverishly, sharing the taste of their prepubescent pussies between them. After a few minutes, Rafe called for them to stop.

	"Turn this way," he said.

	They did so, each covering her drooling twat with a hand as their demure nature crept in following their carnal excitement.

	"Nice work," Rafe said sincerely. "Get dressed and we'll drop you off at the corner where we met you. And then we'll see you again there this Thursday."

	The girls gaped at him, understanding that their ordeal, wherever it may take them, was far from over. With dread and an embarrassing hint of titillation, they reached for their clothing.



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This story is a work of fiction.  Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.  Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.


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