“It’s just sort of everything Aunt Aynsley,” she said, sighing deeply.
“What do you mean sweetie?” Aynsley asked, brushing the hair out of her own face and smiling sweetly to the girl.
“Well first its school you know? I just go there and I feel like everyone sees right through me. I go into classes and it isn’t like anyone is mean to me or teases me or anything. It’s worse. I can’t get anyone to talk to me or anything. I mean I know that most of it is my fault…”
“No. No it isn’t your fault,” Aynsley said, feeling her heart breaking.
“Yes it is Aunt Aynsley,” Kendal said in an earnest and powerful voice, “I think that if I talked to people they wouldn’t hate me. I might not be the most popular girl in school but I think I could make friends.” Aynsley was confused.
“Then why not talk to people?”
“When I walk up to people I just sort of freeze up. I can’t think of a word to say. I just sort of stammer a bit and then the people walk away. I could do it, but I can’t get myself to do it,” she said and then she began sobbing again. Aynsley put her arm around the girls shoulder and Kendal leaned into her, crying onto the sleeve of her aunt’s black t-shirt.
“It’s okay Kendal,” she said, smoothing the girl’s hair, “It isn’t as easy as people think. I understand.”
“Then I come home and it’s like the same thing. My mother just sort of looks through me. The only time she talks to me is when she is yelling. It’s like you were saying yesterday about your mom,” Kendal said, real bitterness entering her voice now. The source of the girl’s lack of confidence was quite clear to Aynsley now.
“Your mother loves you,” she said, trying to come up with something, anything, to cheer her niece.
“I know,” Kendal said, stopping her crying now, “She just doesn’t have any clue how a girl like me needs to know about it.” That hit Aynsley in the gut. She knew exactly what Kendal was talking about. She pulled the girl tighter in a hug. She just held her for a long while, letting the girl feel the love. She sensed the tension leave the girl’s body and knew she was on the right track. She wanted to continue this path of relaxation and decided to change the subject.
“But you are so beautiful Kendal. I can’t believe their aren’t girls knocking down your door,” she said smiling. Kendal giggled a little bit and then bit her lip.
“Lots of girls have asked me out on dates. Especially girls who haven’t heard me bumble and sputter when I am talking,” she explained, “But mom won’t let me date.” Aynsley winced. She wanted to keep conversation away from Eileen and anything negative. She changed her tone to a bit more conspiratorial clip. “Not until college.”
“What class are you?” she asked. The young girl blushed and turned away, “Oh come on. You can tell me, I am your aunt!” Aynsley poked the girl playfully on the shoulder and she heard Kendal giggle.
“I don’t know. Mom told me not to talk about that from the time I was a little girl,” Kendal replied. Aynsley almost pulled her hair out of her head. She was tired of hearing about Eileen. She made an executive decision.
“It can’t be any more embarrassing than me,” she explained, “I am a C-Class. It’s only like three and a half incheslong.” Aynsley was very sensitive about her girldick. She often made lovers wait a dozen dates before she would show it to them. Most Hish’s enjoyed a big cock for getting fuck with and a little one for sucking, but Aynsley took no solace from the fact that some people found it very sexy to have a small cock. She had always wanted a big one. She had thought it would give her confidence.
“I am an A-Class,” Kendal said, with a little bit of confidence. She stopped there for a moment. Her aunt raised her eyebrows at her inquisitively, “Fine. It is about ten inches long.” Aynsley couldn’t believe what she was hearing. She thought that maybe the girl was pulling her leg, but she didn’t even flinch.
“That is crazy!” she said finally and her jaw dropped. Kendal blushed and turned away, “No honey. Don’t feel bad, believe me. I have never been with a girl that big. I have never heard of a girl that big. But it is a major fantasy of every girl I have ever met. If you want to be the most popular girl in school, you should stop wearing panties when you change in gym class,” she said.
Aynsley couldn’t believe that this delicate little girl had such a huge cock. She found herself fantasizing about what it would look like and feel like. She had to shake her head to get herself back into the moment.
“Are you serious?” the girl asked. She was surprised too. She figured she was a freak and that no one would ever want her except for maybe large, unattractive girls.
“Believe me,” she said. She could almost feel Kendal smiling. They both were sitting on the bed now and considering this new information. Aynsley was more confused than she had ever been in her life and Kendal felt more confident. Suddenly the young girl was struck by an idea.
“Aunt Aysnley?” she asked in a soft, nervous voice.
“Yes dear,” her aunt replied.
“What is the biggest person you have ever… been with?” she asked. Aynsley felt a chill run through her body. She loved to talk about sex and she was incredibly excited.
“Well I guess that is like two questions,” she explained without pause. She didn’t want the girl to think that it was in any way an inappropriate question, “You see there are two different ways I guess to have sex. Well I mean, more than two ways, but two main categories when you are considering size. There is vaginal sex and there is anal sex.”
“Anal sex?” Kendal asked.