Chapter 0 Failure (Patreon)

So I've been trying to start Book 3 of Maggie's Books and have just been having the hardest time grasping where to go from book 2, I have all of these ideas I want to put into it, but I'm just having a very hard time trying to find the transition. So I decided to post what I have been working on this week and maybe you guys would have some suggestions. This is the unedited Chapter 0 to Book 3, Maggie's Slutty Nightmare (working title)

Maggie’s Slutty Nightmare

Prologue

Hey everyone, you may know me as Jim Robin or Uncle Jim to Magpie, the girl you’ve been reading about this whole time. The once thought innocent Christian virgin I’ve known since she was just a baby. Last we left off, Maggie was naked in my car, blindfolded and touching herself as I was about to tell her a little story. So, let me bring you all up to speed on how this all began.

A couple of months ago I was going for a walk when I caught Maggie outside her window standing behind some bushes. She was acting a little strange, kind of like she was hiding something, but I couldn’t tell what. She was too innocent to be doing drugs like the other kids and when she coughed, I was worried she was coming down with something. Looking back, I couldn’t believe I didn’t know what she was doing from the start. The glazed look on her face, how her mouth was open, the look in her eyes, it all screamed lust, but I just didn’t notice. I until I got that very first text message that changed everything.

I looked at my phone to realize Derek had texted me, “get ready to learn a secret truth about Maggie Hill.”

I looked up to say something to Maggie as I watched her put a finger into her mouth. I don’t even think she was paying attention to what I was saying anymore and continued to just talk so she wouldn’t notice that I was texting.

“What are you talking about, what secret about Maggie?” I responded texting.

“Seeing is believing,” and with that text came a little clip of her completely naked, on her knees masturbating, “she’s doing it right now.”

I looked up in disbelief and I finally noticed what I denied for before, her ragged breathing, her lost gaze, her arm subtly moving and right in front of me her nipples practically poking through her thin shirt, she was obviously not wearing a bra. I stepped closer putting a hand on my shoulder, feeling like a father figure that I should put a stop to this before it went further but as I got closer, I was able to see what she was doing. Her hand was down between her legs fingering herself and when she finally realized she jumped, startling both of us.

“Are you ok Maggie, you seem a little flushed and you don’t look so well,” I tried to say innocently, my concern changing to arousal as I had never really noticed her in this way before.

I put my phone in my pocket and got closer putting my hand on her forehead, hoping she didn’t notice that I noticed. That’s when I got another message on my phone and knew it was Derek.

“Give her a big hug and make an excuse to leave, go to someplace you can hide and see the front of her house and wait for a show.”

I did as I was told, giving her a hug, feeling her breasts, braless against my chest and looking down I could see her bare ass, so tight and round, I had never seen it before with all the baggy clothes she normally wears. She gave me this awkward hug, and I didn’t know how I felt because I knew she was still masturbating with my arms around her. When I finally realized I was hugging her for too long, I pulled back and made some comment about how cold she was being and she pulled her hand away from her pussy and out towards me to shake mine still glistening with her juices all over it.

I didn’t know what to think or feel about this, the whole situation still a complete shock to me, this once innocent girl that I had known for so long now showing me the clear evidence of what she had done. I reached forward and shook her hand as to not to raise suspicion that I knew what was going on.

“You must be coming down with something, your hand is covered in sweat little girl, now get your butt inside and get some sleep before you catch pneumonia, have a goodnight Magpie,” I said as I shook her hand, hoping she believed I didn’t know what it was really covered in and walked away.

As I made my way around the corner out of sight like Derek had asked, I smelled my hand, the scent of lust and arousal on it and my own sexual desires took over as I brought it to my mouth needing to taste it. I liked at the wetness and it was delicious, something I hadn’t tasted in years and like a switch in my head flipped that this innocent little girl was no longer innocent but a devious sexy little whore that now lived next door. As I waited, all my doubts were wiped away as I saw little Maggie Hill, remove her shirt, showing the most beautiful firm tits I had never known existed, closer her eyes and start masturbating right there openly in front of her window.

A message appeared on my phone, “if you want to help and become a part of this, take out your phone and record her, if not, go back home and never talk of this again.”

I couldn’t help myself, this once innocent creature, now a lightning rod of my lust and desire, I could feel myself getting hard at the thought of the possibilities but at the same time I also felt guilt, a guilt as if a father were about to portray their only daughter and as I fought with myself what I should do, my phone had already been out and pointing at Maggie, recording the whole thing.

I watched her, sucking on her fingers, heard her, saying that she was cumming and that she was a slut and knew this was only the beginning and I wanted a piece of her all to myself.

I found myself a full fledge member of a team of people all trying to get their piece of Maggie as well. Her brother-in-law Derek was the first I learned of; the rest came as shocks as I learned about each of their parts in the plan. But the real shock was the mastermind behind it all. I had originally thought it was Derek, but it ended up being someone else, someone with resources I couldn’t have possibly imagined.