Back to the Basics (Part Three)
by Time Minder
Satisfied, Karen walked back over to the bed and laid the device on a dresser. Then she turned, sat down on the edge and motioned Kurt to join her. The 15 year old complied without protest. He stared up at her expectantly.
This is what Karen had been wanting; big strong Kurt reduced to a helpless boy. She was going to love every minute of this.
“Now, Kurt, I want you to answer my questions honestly. “So far, you’re answers have not pleased me. Now, I want you to tell me the truth, do you promise?”
He looked up at her. “Yes, I promise”.
“Good!” She looked at him. “Have you ever kissed a girl?”
Kurt started to say yes, but knew it was a lie. He had no more experience with girls left in him. “No” he said quietly.
“Then kiss me, right now” she ordered.
She leaned her head down and he raised his up. Their lips met. It was a simple peck. It was all that poor Kurt could muster.
“Okay” she said. “Now, you’ve had your first kiss”. She unbuttoned her shirt, and pulled her blouse off. Pointing to her chest, she said “Now, Kurt, have ever touched a girl here?”
Kurt tried to act grown up, but didn’t really know how to anymore. “N-no, but I see boobies on the TV all the time”
“Boobies???” Karen said aloud, and started laughing. “Boy, Kurt, using words like that, I can tell that you really have changed!”
Kurt’s face turned red. He really had no idea why she was laughing at him. He felt so inadequate.
“Well, here’s your chance, boy” she said. She reached behind to her back , unhooked her bra, and pulled it from her shoulders. Kurt let out an involuntary gasp. He could barely control himself. The sight of this hot looking woman’s breasts gave him an instant woody. This was just like the Playboy Magazines he kept hidden under his bed. Except that this was for real.
Topless, Karen stood up and began a slow, gyrating dance that just dripped of sex..
15 year old Kurt’s breathing became raspy despite his best efforts to control himself.
This was so much fun for Karen. She moved ever so slowly. And as she moved, Karen talked to him. “So, stud, you like what you see?”
“Uh-huh” was all that the boy could get out.
She unbuttoned the top of her jeans. “Want to seem more?”
“Uh-huh”
Slowly, she slid her jeans down over her hips. Strange, she always wore really tight jeans, the kind you had to put on with a shoe horn. But for some reason, these came off a lot easier than she ever remembered them doing before. Oh well, she had more important things to focus on.
Now clad only in her panties, Karen danced closer and closer to Kurt. His eyes wide, he tried not to stare at her body, but it wasn’t working.
She leaned over so that her breasts were nearly in his face and tucked a finger under each side of her panties. “Are you ready, stud?”
“Y-yes” was all he could say. It was nearly a whisper.
As Karen started to peel her panties off, she hesitated for the briefest of moments. “What the hell?” she thought. “What’s going on here? “I’m the one who’s 17 years old”. Well, alright, 16 going on 17, but she was still the grownup here.
Mustering all her courage, she pulled her panties down and stepped out of them.
Kurt must have liked what he saw. He was staring at her wide eyed, mouth open and panting.
She continued the dance, but somehow, it felt kind of stupid now. She tried to justify it. ‘But why should I?’ she thought. She had just turned 16 just last week and wasn’t a child anymore.
Meanwhile, poor Kurt had all that he could stand. He threw back his head, let out a grunt and climaxed, his body spasming in ecstasy.
Karen had won, but something just wasn’t right. She felt weird. She looked down at her breasts. They were the same “B” cup that any 15 year old might have. Karen couldn’t understand why she had done a striptease in front of a boy. She had never done anything remotely like that before.
Her face grew red in embarrassment. The 14 year old tried to put her arms up over her “A” cup breasts. ‘What have I done?’ thought the 13 year old Karen. “I can’t believe I let a boy see my boobies”.
WHAT??? Wait a minute! The thought hit her like a slap on the face. “Boobies???” ‘Why the hell did I say that?’ Then she realized what was happening. “Oh my God” she yelled in her newly childish voice.
She turned around and came face to face with Linda. Linda had the device and was pointing it straight at her. Her thumb was on the button. She had turned Karen into an adolescent and she was still being regressed.
Kurt, now recovering, sat back up on the bed and looked at the naked back and backside of a 12 year old girl. What was going on? This girl wasn’t anything like the vixen who had just seduced him.
“Linda stop!” Karen said. “Why are you doing this to me?”
Linda laughed. “Oh stop acting like you didn’t do anything, Karen. “You were taking advantage of poor old Kurt here and I just decided even things up a bit"
Karen stood and stared as her body and mind slipped back to that of an 11 year old. Her back was to Kurt, but Linda could see all of the remarkable changes that were taking place. Karen’s breasts were no more than puffy nipples now. Her pubic hair was light and getting thinner with each passing second.
“Please” Karen pleaded “I don’t want to be a little girl”.
Linda laughed again. “Too late, Karen”, and still she kept pressing the button on that damn device.
Karen began to tear up as her chest flattened out, her pubic hair disappeared and she became a 10 year old child.
Linda still didn’t stop……9……8……..7……6
Little Karen was crying now “Please Linda, d-don’t make me no younger. “Please”.
“Sorry” grinned Linda, “I’m enjoying this way too much”.
……..5…….4……..and finally, when Karen reached the age of 3, Linda let up on the button.
Karen couldn’t believe the change in the world around her. The room was like a cavern. The teenaged girl, she was at one time taller than, now stood looming over her, like some sort of adolessant giant. All of a sudden, the world was big and scary.
Still she tried to hold onto her maturity.
She rose up on her tip toes and pointed a finger up at Linda. “Winda, you a bad girl! “You make me a big girl again wight this minute!!!
Linda was having none of that. The sight of a naked toddler trying to command her was laughable. Linda decided it was time to show her who was in charge.
She grabbed Karen by one of her scrawny arms and nearly jerked her off of her feet.
“No, Karen. “You’re the bad girl and you know what we do to little girls who are bad, don’t you? “
Little Karen gave her a confused look, and then realized what she meant. A look of horror crossed her face. “Nnnnoooo, what are you doing?”
Still clinging to the child’s arm, Linda moved over and sat on the edge of the bed. She pulled Karen up and over her legs so the girl was in a prime spanking position.
Karen struggled, kicking her tiny legs furiously and trying to push away with her arms, but Linda was now too strong for her. “No, pwease” was all she could say.
Linda let the little girl struggle. Karen was like this oversized frog trying to hop away from her. And still Linda did not strike her.
Finally after a few moments, Karen stopped struggling. She turned her head up and towards Linda, her eyes revealing true fear and full confirmation that Linda was now fully in charge of the situation.
Linda placed her right hand on the little girl’s back, and began rubbing.
Karen let her, hoping this would convince her captor not to strike her.
Linda moved her hand down and rested it on Karen’s bare bottom. Her skin felt so smooth. ‘And why not’ thought Linda ‘for she is a baby, or damn near one’
“You know, Karen”, she began, “I have to admit that I’ve always admired your ass.” She moved her hand in a circle over the girl’s tiny buttocks “and now I can fit all of your cute little ass under the palm of my right hand. “Now that’s power!”
“Oh well” she said wistfully “I guess we should begin”
Linda raised her hand and brought it down with full force on the little girl’s rump. ‘SMACK’
Little Karen let out a yelp and resumed her struggle to get away.
Again the 13 year old struck ‘SMACK’ and again ‘SMACK’
Karen stared crying from a combination of the pain and the total embarrassment she was feeling.
Linda increased her attack ….’SMACK, SMACK, SMACK”
Karen was screaming at the top of her lungs by now, but still Linda kept at it.
Finally, she did stop, and lowered the little girl to her feet back on the floor.
Karen stood there sobbing. Kurt, who had watched this whole scenario play out without saying a word, could only stare.
The little girl’s rump was beet red from her spanking. Her shoulders were heaving up and down and tears were running down both cheeks.
“Okay” Linda said “Are you going to do what I say, Karen?”
“Y-yes” she said in a tiny voice.
“Then I want you to listen closely. “I want you to go upstairs right now, find a bed, get into it and go to sleep. “And if you come back downstairs before morning, I will turn you into a baby and make you suck on my nipples, you understand?”
“Y-yes”
“Alright, then, get going”. Little Karen started walking unsteadily towards the door until Karen swatted her hard on the backside “I SAID MOVE!”
Karen stared crying and running at the same time and disappeared through the door. She did not re-appear.
Kurt looked at Linda, who then burst out laughing. “Did you see the look on her face” she said through tears of laughter, “No way will she bother us for the rest of the night”.