Irresistible

An excerpt from Irresistible

"You are the perfect little girl, Cherry," the doctor said. "You were born to be."

"Perfect?"

"Oh, yes. You were engineered to be a little girl forever. Only... something went wrong."

"I'm not a little girl anymore."

"Exactly. Little by little you grew up." He was stroking her softly now, caressing her thigh.

"Mama died."

"Yes. Your parents got old. Your mother died. You were just a little girl, but you were growing up."

"How old am I?"

"You should be thirty-five—the very prime of life for a young woman. Instead, you don't seem more than sixteen or so." He opened her dress and caressed her bare flesh. "But my, my, my."

"What is it?"

"You're very much in the prime of life, aren't you?" Her breasts were small, but lovely and soft. Her skin was perfect, delicate, pink.

She moaned under his touch. "You're a hot little minx, aren't you?"

"Yes," she moaned. "I like to be touched." She squirmed out of her dress entirely and was left naked but for her little girl panties.

"Let's get these off you," the doctor suggested. And the quickly slid her panties over her hips and of her legs, leaving her completely nude, her legs spread slightly, her sparsely-furred pussy open, engorged, and red.

"Is this love?" Cherry asked.

"Oh, yes, my dear," Doctor Sturl said. "I'm going to love you now like a man loves a woman." His cock was a meaty rod, ready to probe her. He let down his trousers quickly and mounted the exam table.

"I'm going to take your virginity now," he said excitedly, his eyes wild with lust for the young girl.

"Yes! Oh, yes!" Cherry urged. "I'm ready!"