iCarly’s introduction

13 year old Carly Shea walked into her penthouse apartment home in Seattle. Feeling rather down considering her very popular; and growing web cast program. She had a bad day at school. Her “BFF” Sam, having gone to the dentist and shopping with her mother; wasn’t there to keep her entertained. And Freddy, her other friend was feeling rather uppity due to the fact. He’s got a crush on Carly. He doesn’t try to hide it. Sam takes notice however and doesn’t make things easy for him because of it. While Carly ignores Freddy’s comments and advances, Sam digs and jabs; a lot.

Blue eyed blond haired Sam is quick witted and funny. Also 13, Carly’s co-host. And overly grounded Freddy 12, producer, techhead and camera guy, for the increasingly popular iCarly web sight and bi-weekly web cast Are constantly at odds. This one fact is overlooked to Carly. She being the balance between the two; has trouble sometimes when one can’t be there.

Carly lives with her older brother and guardian Spencer. He left law school to follow a career as an artist while their father is off with the Military. Her mother has passed on; (it’s sometimes hard to figure out who is the adult.) Carly’s internet use is unrestricted. Her ever increasing knowledge is still rather sheltered because 99.5% of her viewers have not entered high school and haven’t quite discovered sex yet.

Recognizing she was in a funk, Carly opened the show’s email thinking some fan letters would cheer her up. But this one letter she read after about an hour raised some questions. Questions she had never thought to ask because she simply didn’t know to ask.

Spencer entered a short time later and because of the open dialog they share; Carly started asking questions. “Spencer, Why would we get mail from people wanting to know if my under things matched, how often I shop at lingerie boutiques and what Sam smells like”?
It was at this point that he froze. He was thinking, slightly panicked to himself
“What does she know? Has she been in my room? Who is she going to tell?” all at once. Spencer being in his early 20’s and still rather clumsy with himself turned beet red and almost fell over from embarassment.

Spencer’s reply turned out to be gibberish filled; as he rushed off to his room to check and be eased that his stash of porn and journals hadn‘t been raided. As it turns out he has a rather extensive collection of teen girl, leg and lingerie fetish magazines. His lack of interaction with adults has also created a need for prepubescent teen girls. His outlet is to write about his rather explicit dreams of Sam and occasionally theorizing secretly on the taboo of Carly Herself.

At dinner, after Spencer had time to regroup Carly started in again. Only this time her questions got more personal because she didn’t understand his reaction. Spencer hid his feelings very well considering his almost constant interaction with young girls and not having a girlfriend himself.

“why an I getting mail from people wanting to know what I ware to bed Spence? Please tell me, I have no idea what you said earlier. It didn’t make any cense.”

“Carly, you’ve got to try and let me explain. Keep an open mind and try not to get angry or grossed out. But first let me see that mail.”

The address was from a generic free server and looked to be one that a teen girl would use. (Alternating caps and lowers, number/letter combos . You get the idea) he started to read and then to understand what he was looking at.

“Carly, this isn’t from just any fan. He’s got some questions that are more adult than you understand. He’s attracted to you and wants you to describe yourself sexually. Just block him and report it to your host”

“You said HE, the address belongs to a girl! Why questions like that? What does that have to do with my bras, and sweats?”

“Ok sis, sit down and I’ll try and explain it. Just hold on. I may have something that will help up stairs. “ With that he got up and went for a more tame magazine. One that catered with shots of young innocent girls in tame garments. He then started to explain about men and their needs. While showing some shots and poses. Showing what he liked, what things he found more sexy and why.

Having covered Sexual Education at school she had some rudimentary knowledge. The basics. What goes where and why. How babies are made. However the class didn’t cover things like this. Carly was beginning to understand. All along thinking what inexperienced girls all thought ( ewww gross!” But as they sat and he explained things. With the help of captions and model quotes His body started to respond (a fantasy starting to come true) Carlys curiosity hidden well, became more prevalent. She finished thumbing. Mentally noting more than a few images and the pages with letters presumably written by the girls inside. She closed the magazine and cleaned up dinner. While Spencer Sat with a rock hard cock under the counter watching and wondering what it could be like. Spencer didn’t notice that Carly took the publication with her as she went to change.


Shortly after, Sam burst in with Freddy not far behind her. (edging for a
closer look at Carly before Sam could overpower the room). Both glanced at Spence as they hurried for the freight elevator. Not giving much thought to Spenc or the funny look in his eye. He got a very close look at Sam nubile form as she passed close enough to send him a hint of scented soap, snug fitted top accentuating her growing A cups tits and ripe jean wrapped ass.

The show now in progress upstairs; Spence turned on the computer to watch and release the pressure in his loins while watching the objects of his current obsession. He stripped from the waste and was doing a right fantastic job of things as they announced that the remote cam in the great room was to be turned on so they could see what Spence was up to. (Something they frequently did) With the shock of the announcement, his already building climax; he blew a huge load up his chest to his neck just as the cam clicked on. To Carly Sam and Freddy’s surprise AND Spencer’s relief all they got was a shot of pant pocket. Because in his haste to vent he threw his pants on the camera. Messy and hurried because they switched to remote wireless and were on the way down to find out what went wrong he ran for the shower.

Later, the friends gone home and Carly unable to sleep she padded down to Spencer’s room sex charged questions careening inside her head.
Why are men attracted to ME? What’s so special about MY panties? WHAT is Spencer doing with that magazine? She knocked, but didn’t get any answer. The door slipped open at a more rough knock; lights off and Spencer had a rough day so he was very much asleep. He hadn’t cleaned or repacked his “goodie sack”. Carly saw a large pile of various titles and cover art. She grabbed a few (maybe Spence won’t notice) and flashed back to her sanctum.
She didn’t close her door because she wanted to hear if Spencer was moving around.


As she sifted them and looked at what she took. She scanned through each quickly. One was obviously another teen type. Young girls in various stage of dress and a few peek-a-boo full nude and inviting poses. Another devoted to just panties. Girls in various school uniforms or preppie outfits stripping down to everything form regular cotton to thongs and the cover girl (Cheerleader) undressing down to a sheer wet G-string. Carly couldn’t help but think that the girl in the three page foldout enjoyed her doing her set A LOT! She also felt like maybe she liked what she was looking at too. The third and fourth were foot, leg and lingerie. Elegantly Dressed women of different ages and sizes stripping do to matching bra/panty sets or pantyhose and spiked heals. Some had a few garments she‘d never seen before. Some, but not all going full nude. Carly was starting to like what she was seeing but she was harried to at least see all that she got and hide them so Spence wouldn’t wake and find her and have to explain.