A young girl's secret (Loli, Futa, Cock growth, Urethra insertion, Masturbation)

In the dim moonlight, only a keen eye would have been able to pick out any details of the sneaky child's appearance. Measuring barely more than 4 feet tall, she had a relatively slender build, with some of her baby fat still with her. Her attire was merely a loose shift, which could be called indecent if the young girl wasn't still a few years off from her teens. Her long blonde hair caught the light of the moon in passing as it flowed behind the girl, glistening like gold as she reached the shadow of the barn.

Inside the barn only the quiet sounds of sleeping animals welcomed her as she crossed the open space, and scampered up the ladder to the hay-loft above. In a forgotten alcove, hidden from prying eyes and ears by hay and time, Flora had made herself a comfortable little room of sorts. She'd put down a blanket, propped up some leftover planks to keep the hay from getting everywhere, and a collection of candle stumps was lighting enough for when it was needed.

The young girl brushed off the bits of hay stuck to her after crawling through the hidden passage she'd made then settled down with her back against the wall. The youngest of 5 in a house with 2 bedrooms gave her little room to herself most days, so any time she could spend in this private space that was all her own was pleasant enough. Recently however, her private time had taken a more intimate turn after she'd found the special stone.

Before the stone she'd never been so aware of her body and all the wonders it held; she'd spent more time than she'd care to admit just exploring herself during these nightly moments of privacy. She had even begun to notice little things about her body changing after the initial discovery. Her flat chest had gotten slightly less flat, and her lower lips had definitely gotten more plump. She liked both of those things. She thought it made her look more mature. She pulled up her shift and slid one hand between her legs to begin sating the fluttering urge that had welled up in her stomach just before bed-time. While Flora sank her fingers into the soft, pliable flesh of her engorged lower lips, her other hand rummaged inside the hay to produce a wooden box with a latch.

With a snap she undid the latch and pulled the stone from the box. It was fascinating to look at every time she took it out; it was smooth and long, about 9 inches in total, and thicker towards one end than the other. Its surface was a mottled, glowing cyan, giving her perverse deeds in the dark a dull blue tint. She'd found it in a crater the night after a shooting star landed in the woods, and just touching it seemed to make the fluttering in her stomach grow stronger. She handled it with great care as she lowered it to her pussy and began to rub herself with the hard rod. It never felt cold no matter the room temperature which was nice on a slightly chilly night like this one. Back when she first realized she could push the stone inside of her she'd only been able to manage the tip, but now it just took a few practiced strokes and it would be almost completely bottomed out.

Flora bit back a moan as she felt the thickest part of the rod stretch her tiny pussy out again. No matter how many times she did this it never felt like she got any less tight, only more accommodating through stretching. Something was different tonight; the fluttering turned into a deep throb in time with the staccato beat of her heart. She pulled the rod back out, but not all the way, then she thrust it back inside as pleasure and mild unease washed over her in alternating waves. Her stomach began to bulge as the rod gently pushed her insides around every time she pushed it deep inside of her needy hole. It began to bulge even more without the stone's bulk as the young girl continued to pleasure herself, a sensation that made Flora gasp. Her body was moving on its own in strange places, and she might have really panicked if it hadn't been for the wave of bone deep pleasure that hit her as the bulge moved again. Her legs grew weak, and the girl panted with excitement. Pressure built up inside of her, and her pace with the rod was redoubled to keep the exquisite sensations going. Right as she was about to reach the peak, she felt a sense

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