The Relevance of Time

Chapter 1
The Relevance of Time (complete)

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Chapter Description: my second attemp to write a story. hope you enjoy.

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As I walk into the costume party my eyes dart across the room to her, the girl of my dreams, the untenable, the girl who made the last 4 years of my life a living hell.... still she owns my heart, life is a bitch that way not worth living not till today. Jessica Lunger the picture of perfect beauty, Miss popularity, her radiant angelic face with its soft and well defined feminine features from her perfect bone structure to her little upturned nose and her little pouty lips and most importantly her eyes those huge blue puppy dog eyes full of innocents which always made her look more like a high school sophomore then a senior. Her body could only be describe as a mini super model or a super model in training, if it wasn’t for her short height of 5’6” I have no doubt she would be world famous. Jessica’s skinny yet defined body was something to behold her tiny A-cup breast rose off her perfectly natural flat stomach like ultra perky mountains there size seeming much large due to her small stature and frame. Her legs where long and very skinny but not boney showing all the curves a women’s legs should have, her butt was this little pert perfectly round thing that’s beauty was unmatched rising from behind her unbelievably thin waist . She has white glowing skin its softness and beauty easily seem for yards her long hair was a shimmering light brown, strait with amazing body and transformative abilities. This is the girl of my dreams head cheerleader, prom queen, model and the schools worshiped elite. She was my tormenter for so many years, how did I grow to love such a cruel unremorseful person the instigator of my nightmarish life, The girl which I could never have..... until tonight because while she and everyone else wore a costume I did not, I wore the new sad universal truth and my ultimate triumphant I wore my normal clothes and a Wal-Mart name tag that read my name is ....GOD and I’m .... A monster of her creation that has came for his reawakening and what should rightfully be mine. The scar and pain I carry from Jessica hold no importance, not any more only what I do for revenge and redemption.

That moment I looked over at her she was laughing having a conversation with her fellow shallow elites and showing her perfect smile and a glimpse of her inner beauty that if possible was the inverse of her outer perfection. I in that moment manipulated her mind with such surgical precision that she didn’t even blink as I violated the inner workings of her mind and her very being. It was just now a matter of time until my plan comes to pass, as if time had any relevance to me. As I sat quietly drinking a dry martini which was not being served at the party but I have strict tastes, Jessica heart beat quickened her breath became shallow she became aware of me across the room for the first time in her privileged life. For the next twenty minutes she would glance at me every minute or so out of the corner of her eye with curious obsession she tried to look interested in a conversation she has become disengaged from and trying to ignore the irrational yet primal though that kept entering her mind. Soon she could not think of anything at all but these foreign repetitive thoughts I had seared into her mind, Jessica’s once momentary glances turned in infatuated stares. Her engaged laugh was now an empty guilty smile of a person lost or oblivious to the conversation there suppose to be in. She could no longer control the feeling, her own mind began to rationalize the unnatural thoughts even though her mind never truly succeeded in this futile attempt she got up an began to walk toward me. Even with my back turned I saw her clearer then ever she was like a virgin moments before her first sexual encounter slightly quivering with each step, in her mind a battle if or if not she should do what she on route to do and most importantly the anticipation of final getting relief of a long suppressed desire. She stopped with a slight jerk forward less then 2 feet from my back. Her costume for the party was skimpy school girls outfit her perky breasts moving slowly up and down with her breath pushing the limits of her little white shirt. She then asks me in a confused unevenly toned unnaturally awkward voice while rocking her luscious hip sideways ever so slightly.

Jessica: Um.... I can’t believe ..I’m asking you...this but can ...I seat on your... lap

Sure if you what (I say with my eerie smirk)

Her eye light up as she slow sit down on my lap my legs more then slightly open forming a letter V, her pert little ass rest on my hard cock. Her breath quickened some more and her quivering pussy began to drench the cotton panties she wore to complete her costume. My adversary and my love one and the same sitting on my cock.

Jessica: I never did something like this before especially at my own party (she giggled little bit and the relief was obvious in her voice)

Me neither but it is Halloween ( I said calmly)

She then slowly open her legs till ours legs touch and any one in front of us had a clear view of her wet cotton clad snatch I then slow move my hand from just above her waist to then interior of her upper right tight slightly going underneath her super mini plaid school girl skirt. This visible disturbed her she had never gone this far in one date much less 2 minutes. The suggestion I implanted in her mind just wanted to sit on my lap not for me to touch her like that. She felt violated and offended but she wasn’t getting up. She kept asking herself in her mind why she has getting up or even tell me to stop, now she knew violation. She new what she wanted to do and say she just could get her legs and mouth to do it. I slightly began to move my hand forward she looks at me with concern in her eyes I ask her with false concern in my voice.

Do you what me to stop Jess

Her mind screamed yes all her morals and ethic told her she didn’t what to be fingered in public at Her Halloween High school party but also a very powerful part of her wanted it more then anything in the world some deep and buried part wanted it she felt it in her. It was too basic and to fundamental for her to over come and with the logical part of her brain screaming in utter defeat she said in a little sex kitten voice

Jessica: Please keep going do stop ....please don’t stop (her breathing was more like panting now visible across the room like a dog in heat)

I pick my hand up barely off her skin so close she felt as my finger tips glided by the inner most and intimate section of her thigh and with my index and middle finger I began to press against her white cotton panties and caressed Jessie’s quiver wet pussy playing with the folds her labia and her hyper sensitive overly lubricated clit. What she felt was so intense, so over coming, so intensely pleasureful it verges on torture she felt no control over her own body. I was the puppeteer and she was my loud moaning object. From now on she would feel empty and hopeless with out me inside her, without my fingertips I was her ultimate drug her ultimate high. Her mind was on fire incapable of cognitive thought. Her moans where loud but nobody took notice of the girl trashing in my lap to them whatever I do is normal because I make it so. From the tips of her now curling toes to the tingling in her fingertips and to the indescribable pleasure and warmth in her mind and cunt she now new paradise she now new god. In her mind which could barely think she felt an intense embarrassment of trashing in my lap like animal and moaning like a common whore but she didn’t what it to stop she felt complete she never what it to stop. She wanted my strong warm hand to finger her little cunt threw the fabric of her thick white cotton panties till the end of time and she do and say anything to keep me from stopping.

You’re a naughty school girl jess

Jessica: yes (she said quietly and without breath between moans with a slight quiver of her lower lip and subtle embarrassment in her tone as she is trying to soften and lower the volume of her cry’s. Her outer thighs push out against my inner leg ever so gently and then recede even more meekly in a almost rhythmic pattern of sexual spasms)

You’re a naughty little girl Jessie

Jessica: yes yeeeessss (she says with heightening tone and impatience)

My naughty little girl

Jessica: What!...... who the hell do you think you are? (she says with a slight pant and frustration from not cumming yet. “He might be fingering me but I Belong to nobody much less this freak who does he think he is” these where the thoughts that ran threw her mind.)

I stop my fingers lift from her sticky panties

Jessica: Why did you stop PLEASE don’t stop I need you to finish (She whined like a little girl about to throw a temper tantrum she even lightly bounced her little butt on my hard cock out of childish frustration)

Say it (her brain which now only wanted one thing surrender her will and dignity honestly I could have asked for a lot more and she would still do it just for one more minute of my divine touch)

Jessica: I’m your naughty little schoolgirl (she said it with whiny defeat in her voice like a little girl who had to eat her spinach before dessert)

I began to caress her again and she went back to squirming on my lap with joy. Her mind just muttered (dam kinky Perv freak)

You’re my little flat chested angel (that moment I pressed my finger as deep as the cotton fabric would strain and she let out a pleasure filled yelp both with excitement and shock)

Jessica: Yes YES (that moment she felt her brain tingle she felt a warm overcoming feeling that was soothing like warm water washing a part of her mind away out of dumb reflex and fear she look down to see if her breast where still there they wore. She then relaxed and enjoyed the combination of the pleasure in her mind and her cunt.

You’re my little immature bedwetting Jessie

Jessica: Yes OOO! Yes (She said on the brink of climax. Jessica was getting freaked out but she couldn’t stop she needed to cum and the sensation she felt in her brain began to in gulf her mind not in discomfort but in warm bathing soothing pleasure as it strip parts of her mind away she didn’t know how she didn’t understand it but on a very real level she felt parts of her vanishing like a memory that has become to faded and worn.

Call me Daddy( I said patronizingly)

Jessica: DDADDDY don’t stop please don’t stop (as she came it seemed to be the longest climax anybody had every experience after her trashing and squirming and intense screams of pleasure was over her body seemed to collapse for exhaustion even her tiny butt seemed to sink closer to my ridged dick and right before her now completely dazed and fuzzy brain drifted off to sleep I whispered warmly in her ear.

Good night princess and Happy Halloween .....................

Jessica............ JESSICA LUNGER wake up this instant

Jessica lifted her head off the desk and moved her long angelic hair from her eyes. She was wearing a school girl outfit similar to the one she wore at the party only this time it was real the skirt was now realistic yet comically still as short as before what once looked sexy was now laughable inappropriate a fact that no one took notice of as I preferred. As she took notice of her setting she very indiscreetly and embarrassedly crossed her legs finally regained her dignity hiding her cotton panties with an overly visible pink care bear character on her tiny crotch and the underwear’s pink dainty lace to the boy’s of the class displeasure and in a meek insecure voice spoke. Jessica’s voice was much higher more like a Prepubescent 7th grader then a 18 year old.

Jessica: Yes Ms. Reeves

I change her I made her into the perfect girl. You see my unique Destiny for Jess were to say unattainably exotic before my raise to power but now they where no longer a Fantasy they where now reality. Jessica was still 18 in body but in her mind she is now a girl who just turned 12. She in mind was like every confused hormonal 12 year old girl in between childish behavior and maturity and paradoxically adult desires and hormones not sure if she wanted to watch sponge bob and to play with Barbie dolls or to masturbate to the image of the cute boy in class, when luckily there was no choice she would do both happily without internal conflict (that’s what I love of this age). Her body had some minor modifications she still had all of her adult form, though I took the liberty of replacing her full A cup with flat chest and little pink nipples covered with a white training bra with a little pink bow in the middle of the garment, it’s need in her wardrobe was debatable. I love her perfect little round ass, slender long legs and flat tummy but the breast would have been confusing for a girl of her new “age”. I also took the liberty of shrinking her reaming height by 4 inches and all her reaming natural features accordingly. Her face still had its model beauty but now looked more appropriate for the juniors section of the May’s catalog, her blue eye where brighter and slightly bigger her lips where more pouty and thought her face did not gain baby fat or become rounder she looked years younger the expression of her face showed an untreatable innocents that did not come with physical alteration to her face but rather the previously discussed changes to her mind. Her leg where thinner and her waist smaller her once size 1 waist was now a double 00. I made some more necessary changes she now was hairless all over her body for exception of almost unnoticeable growth peach fuzz a sad excuse for pubes. Jess waited with anticipation for her first period that never would come, trying on pads that she never again would use. She was stuck this way for ever wanting and waiting for breast that would never grow intelligence that would never develop, maturity that would never come and ages that would never be reached she was stuck this way never to change or grow and also never beware of it. Hormonally she was more adult then she would ever know

Her estrogen was actually very high but it was only allowed to interact which her mind unabated this gave her a very girly and prissy under tone to every action in her life on a fundamental level. The estrogen though rampant in her brain was only allowed to interact with her body in a limited extent, levels that would not start puberty always at the brink but never able to take the plunge of teen hood. Jess’s testosterone levels like in every mammal regulated sexual desire and urges, the more of it present in the brain the more primaly Horny the Mammal is. I gave Jessica higher testosterone levels then the pubescent boys in the class but her testosterone was allowed like in most women to interact only with the brain, but for her it was only the part of the brain that controlled sexual lust (I wanted her to STAY 100% girly girl). She is obsessed with sex she like a Female dog in perpetual heat. A cute boy’s glance was enough to make her soak her little panties. She would masturbate 4 plus time a day, still she would go to sleep and have a wet dream every night while asleep humping one of her many teddy bears in her leg embrace. Jessica insatiable mind fantasize of being penetrated by almost any cute guy even the male carton characters she watch on T.V. The word dick would make her leg twitch almost indecipherably. She is the ultimate nymphomaniac a sex kitten just begging to be trained.

But while everything else I created of Jessica to her always existed these sexual feelings to her would be new, unknown and alien feelings and no matter how long she lived with them she would never truly get used to them or comfortable with herself for feeling them. She would always seem obvious sexually immature and insecure, and it will always be comical to see her futilely try to hide her over active libido not only to me but to whom ever she is around from teachers to even na?ve 12 year old boys, be it because of her innocents and naivety or because deep down she sexually desires them to know she is a horny little girl, she will never be truly able to hide it even behind her insecure child like smile and hormonally prepubescent body. To counter her newly found sexuality I gave her the maturity and impulsive of her 9 year old self(who was ironically mature for 9). while have then intellect of a 7th grader (a na?ve sheltered ditzy non book smart one) Even with that intellect she would always feel a subconscious pull on her mind to act immature for her “age” which she would do without second thought. Be it playing with dolls or sucking her thumb when she exhausted it was as much part of her as anything else. It’s a part that she believes she has known for along time and on some private level embraces in her persona because like all girl her “age” she is at a milestone and fear’s growing up. Only with Jess the pull back toward childhood is stronger and more woven into her mind. To her knowledge she has always be called immature for her age by her father and her classmates and everyone else and has long since stop fighting it and found it endearing and embraced it. I also gave her a “history” memories of a life she never really lived I altered her own memories cut and paste as I choose. To her knowledge she has been wetting the bed since she was 7 (for the record she always will). She has all the emotional scars the memories of sleep over she didn’t go to, the cousins teasing her and them grabbing her little padded butt up from beneath a pink my little pony nighty, the smell and feel of waking up wet, and the emotional insecurities she always cares with her. She can’t even remember what sleeping in panties feels like and this also is consciously with her the not knowing. She can even visualize This morning when she woke up dry and how happy she was and how it felt when she ran her hand down the outside of it to make sure and even remembers intentional leaving her little dry pink Minnie mouse print pull-up on the bed as a triumph to show her daddy even though she told him that she didn’t care if he new she stayed dry. To her this was reality this was her life she was not fragment of another person but rather a complete individual of my creation. She remembers that her father babies her and treat her like she 8 and how she acts anger and frustrated at him when he does but she really like the attention. Even when it embarrassing like the fact that her daddy still gives her a bath with her little sister who always pees in the bath

(Ashley 17 before I altered Jessie’s life now she suffers the same fate as jess is even looks the same only difference is she blond and she thinks she 8 and she was never taken out of pull-ups or able to be fully potty trained and doesn’t wear a training bra. I though it was inappropriate for her to be better potty trained then her bedwetting sisters plus it’s a logical reason for little jess to wear pull-ups like her sister it saves dad money, jessica and Ashley are oddly enough the exact same size sorry goodnights company. Poor Ashley a innocent victim of her sister sin to live the same fate forever).

Everyone in Jessica life viewed what she had become as normal and everyone important in her life would not change this meant aunt gill, grandma, and daddy had undeserved immortality and where ageless to bad they or anyone else would never realize that. All the minor players in her life (teacher’s classmate’s neighbors etc.) would live normal life and never question why jess and family never progress. Everyone around her knew jess like she was, the boy’s where still teasing her for having an accident in class the week before when MR. Smith didn’t let her go to the bathroom and she bounce her little butt in her chair out of desperation for 30 minutes before she soaked her powerpuff girl pink panties and super short skirt and began to cry. This was a common event to her she had always had a weak bladder and if it wasn’t out of desperation it happened when she got to scared or shocked or laughed to hard or got restrained and tickled by jealous girl or infatuated guys. These were all lies but MY lies become truth. I also gave every teacher she will ever have the same underlining subconscious desire I Have to see Jessica squirm they will never be aware of it but they will want to make jess life as embarrassing as possible, sorry Jessie no bathroom passes for you but she will get the occasional spanking. But my most important adjustment was in her will from now one she would fantasies of being dominated by men in every way. From now one she would do anything the guy she has a crush on asks, no matter how weird or how much she doesn’t what to. She would do with free will because she want the guy to care for her and it was the only way see new to make them care and because it turned her on The more she didn’t want to do a deed. Jessica would always do it because Mr. right demands it of her.

The Mundane normal school day ended and Jessica began to walk toward the rear exit all the kids had gone her little ass giggly as she scurried down the last flight of stairs.

Mike: HEY Jess suck my Cock (he said laughing from behind the stair case. Mike the “cute” boy in Jessie’s class, she had a crush on him. He was quite and odd with an almost intangible depth for 12, a boy who seemed to be at a crossroads of his life but didn’t realize it)

Jessica: Okay if you want (she said shyly with hesitation in her voice mike just stood there awestruck)

She came to him and undid his belt and pulled down his pants reveling his white Spiderman briefs with red elastic bands and a picture of spidy swing on his crotch. His juvenile sized ridged hard pulsed with anticipation. She went down on both knees (instinctually pull down on her skirt to make sure it wasn’t riding up and showing to much) she gently lick her lips and slowly pulled down his briefs and began to put his dick past her slightly parted moist pouty lips and into her warm wet mouth when she pause pulling back slightly

Jessica: You want me to swallow (as she spoke her lips unintentionally caressed the tip of his dick)

Mike: Yeah (happily still in shock)

Jessica: Okay (she said indifferently ditzy and bubbly)

After an A short 3 minutes she stood up lick a little left over cum of her bottom lip and said

Jessica: Thank you

Mike: wait why did you do this for me (pulling up his jeans)

Jessica: I like you and will do anything you want (her hand quickly covered her mouth in shock to her response, why did I tell him her mind wondered)

Mike: Pull down your skirt (she did it without hesitation as if she was being judge on speed, she began to turn red as mike stared at her care bear panties.)

Mike: Turn around and touch your toes (she did this with delicately soft speed not because she was hesitating but because she though he would like it more.)

Mike now stared at her perfect cotton cover butt and dainty pink bear on her cute rear seemed to smile right at him. HE then grabbed her snatch form behind and began to fumble awkwardly to pleasure her, she at first flinch forward out of reflex but then began to position her self better for his hand touch because there was no doubt what he wanted not all of his commands had to be verbal.

Mike: do you like it

Jessica: I don’t...... (avoiding answering to retain some modesty)

Mike: Don’t lie only the strait blunt truth (he began to rub more intensely)

Jessica: It feels so much better when someone else is doing it please don’t stop I’m useless without you (she said bluntly in a soft panting voice regretting her new candor)

When she came her legs wobbled slightly and her ass pushed up slightly to press against his hand and cover it in her warm juices. She tried to mute her moan but the nature of her high pitch voice didn’t allow it. You could her in her voice the strain of her trying to remain silent to no avail.

Mike: that was good hope you’re not faking (he said with a sly grin jess shaked her head emphatically No)

Mike: So I can ask you to do anything and you would always like me unendingly

Jessica: Yes (she said meekly and defeated realizing to well the unchangeable submissive flaw in her character)

Mike: Lets test that theory suck your thumb (she stomped her feet and planted her thumb in between her pouty lips and began to loudly suck the truth she still had an enormous crush on him she felt embarrassed for sucking her thumb in front of him even if he the one that’s was making her.

Mike: AWWW it so cute from now on I want you to suck your thumb whenever your scared or embarrassed, upset, or horny okay (She nodded from behind the thumb obediently.)

Mike: And the final test......... pee your panties (her eyes bulge slightly they seem to be begging me to change my mind. Her mind creamed in horror but it also told her that she wanted him to love him and not to upset him. Jessica whined like a little girl about to get a spanking. She clinked her fist and stiffens her flat stomach as she forced a tiny trickle of urine. It piddles on the floor her thumb still planted firmly in her mouth. Her bottom now soaked the cotton sticking to her hairless crotch and lower butt.

Mike: To make sure we don’t get separated you cant use the toilet without my spoken permission to do so, here is my number I’m not home often so be ready to wet your pants fairly often Jessie I think we will become much closer (she let out a yelp from behind her thumb and began to feel fuzzy in a moment everything went black)

Mike: Call me daddy Good night princess and Happy Halloween .....................

HEY GIRL WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING ( I yell)

There was Jessica Lunger seating on my lap in her school girl Halloween costume (which was comical given the fact that she was 5’2 and flat chested.)

Is that you ......Jess I didn’t recognize you When I said you could sit on my lap to have your picture taken I didn’t mean you could take a piss Jesus if I’d know It was you wouldn’t have said yes

Jessica: UHH I’m sorry Dadd...... I mean ... Mike I don’t know what got over me......... (looks around the room quizzically and put her hand to her head as if she was getting a brain freeze.)

Jessica: I’ve been hear before .........I’m sure of it (only now getting off my now soaked lap and turning around smiling and lightly swaying back and forth biting her lower lip with lust)

Jessica: I ssowwwyy (She says in a fake playful little girl voice with stars in her eyes. My look of confusion and shock turned to anger and frustration.)

Why are you always piss your pants ever since 7th grade and why do you insist on doing everything I tell you too and why haven’t you grown an inch since 7th grade you look exactly the same. Have you even got to high school yet or are you still repeating junior high. Also the Barbie panties under that school girl outfit are just creepy. I had a crush on you in the 7th grade we “dated” if you can call it that for a year but you never grew up I know I took advantage of you and your “issues” but I was a dumb na?ve 7th grade kid and I have said a million time I’m sorry. You have to move on it’s been 5 long years. Look yourself You’re a freak what did you do to god to deserve this. Stop calling me daddy that was a joke...... a childish dumb joke I said years ago. If you crash my party again I’ll call the cops I still have that restraining order. And Jessica you uniform is not a Halloween Costume and for god sake throw away that training bra there no need for it there never has and never will be and for god sake work on your bladder control or stay in pull-ups fulltime. Leave...... that’s the last and only command you will ever take from me.

Jessica: But I...... I love you (she said whimpering as she walk to the door I could see her plant her thumb in her mouth the back of her short plaid mini skirt was sopping wet sticking to her little rear, when she got to the door see pause turned and gave me a unwanted love struck stare of obsession her thumb still in her sad little pouty mouth)

Beautiful girl: Did YOU invite her (she had a look of quizzical discuss)

Yeah maybe in another life (sarcastically adn somber)

Beautiful girl: Who is that girl? she’s cute for twelve but she 18... I ...I feel sorry for her?(she kisses my cheek affectionately)

One of god lost soles on Halloween

Beautiful girl: deep.........HAHA I like the name tag...GOD......... you wish

I used too but my life is to perfect now for me to want more I have it all. ( I said calmly sipping my martini)

Beautiful girl: NOW? NOW? Shut the fuck up, When has it ever been bad Mr. Prom king

The universal truth

TO know the face god is to know madness

Fin.

 

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