Vacation

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Their whole family had indulged in pleasure for the past few days. Karen had finally asked the simple question of why their parents stopped wanting to have sex with them. She figured out that Ashley was to blame. Karen was very forgiving, knowing that she only wanted to help, but Jack didn’t care for her meddling. After a heated debate, Karen decided to take a little vacation. Knowing that Hank was unemployed now, Karen decided they should go to a large waterpark a few hours away to escape from their troubles. They had commanded Betty’s boss to give her a few days away from work and Principal Hyun to allow them some time to recover after such a traumatic experience with Social Services.

Jack had the command rod once again. He will do whatever I ask with it and his thoughts are more… creative. She smiled knowingly at her brother. We will clear our heads, and when we get back we can figure out how to get Dad a job and what to do with that guy when he comes back. The kids are due in about a month and then it’s going to be a whole different story for our lives. At least we’ll be out of school for the summer. She watched the landscape as they drove.

Checking into the hotel, they found their room quickly and started changing. Karen saw her reflection in the bedroom mirror and she stopped to inspect her body. I used to be lean and fit; now I am a tubby preggo. She rubbed her belly. Her child would be coming soon and she certainly wasn’t prepared. Mom and Dad had a lot of their old baby stuff in the basement, but that wasn’t the trouble – mentally, she was lost. I don’t even know the gender yet. Her mother had convinced her it would be better to be surprised when the time came. I will deal with this when we get home. Now I need to just relax.
 
She shook her curvy body, watching her breasts shake and her belly bounce. She turned and inspected her supple backside; lightly spanking herself and watching it jiggle. She grabbed her butt and kneaded it. I can lose this after I have the baby. I don’t care if I have a big butt now, I mean, it’s good to have some extra fat while you’re pregnant anyway! She reassured herself, wondering if people would be disgusted seeing such a young woman about to have a kid. The kids at school certainly didn’t hold back, but she knew it was karma. I was one of those bitchy girls.
 
She pushed those thoughts out of her mind and decided to be confident. I don’t care what people think anyway, Dad and Jack love me! She tied the strings to the black bikini they had purchased on the way here, noting that both the top and bottoms seemed very snug. She glanced at the tag. Shit! I grabbed a size too small! She leaned forward, seeing her butt crack peeking in the mirror. Oh well, I’ll just be careful. It’s not like I can get too wild while I’m this big.

She turned to see her unclothed, aroused father standing in the doorway. “Quickie before we head out?”
“Can’t you have Mom do it this time? I’m not in the mood.” A grunt came from the other room, telling her that her Mom was already being used at the moment. “Just join in, he won’t mind.”
Hank’s smile faded. “Karen, what’s wrong?” Her dad hugged her, poking her pregnant belly awkwardly.
“It’s fine. I just…” She hesitated. “I think I’m too big to go out like this.”
“Honey, the fact that I want to rip off that suit off should show you how beautiful you are!”
“Dad!” She couldn’t help smiling as she looked at the genuine love in his eyes. “I love you.” She turned around, slid her tight bikini bottoms to her ankles, and put her hands on the bed. She turned back smirking. “Go ahead, but make it quick.” She could hear Mom moaning and she knew they were almost done.

She felt the warmth of saliva drip between her cheeks. He used his dick to slide it over her backdoor before he pushed the tip inside. “Oh, oh, easy.” She grumbled. She could tell he wasn’t going to last long. Once the initial shock passed, she decided to let him have his fun. “Okay, just go for it.” With her approval, he began pounding her harshly. It hurt, but only a little. He pulled her hips as he moved into the thrust, causing her baby fat to move in waves upon her body. As expected, he only lasted around a minute before she felt the familiar pulsing in her ass.

He popped out limply after a few seconds and she reached down to collect her bottom. She casually walked into the bathroom to clean up. During this time, her half-naked mother came in to join her, taking her spot on the toilet to wipe away her son’s deposit from her lower region. Betty’s bountiful breasts barely fit in her bikini top as well, but her body had more pleasing curves, Karen thought. With sex off of the boy’s minds, they prepared and headed to the water park.

Jack commanded the guy in the ticket booth, forcing him to pay for his family. They turned many heads as they walked through the park. Stopping to apply sunscreen, they used a little too much care with one another, which also caused a few sideways glances. They went into the wave pool for a while and then into the log ride, making sure to avoid the more dangerous rides due to their pregnancies.

A few hours passed and Betty decided to relax in the sun for a while. Hank also left, going to get them some slushies. They found a tame looking water slide, so Karen and Jack decided to join the line. After about a twenty-minute wait, moving up the stairs one at a time, they finally reached the upper platform. The lifeguard saw Karen and informed her that it was too risky and she wasn’t allowed to use the slide. She understood, deciding to wait until Jack went before making the trek back down.

The group behind them laughed. “I bet she’s like fifteen!” One older girl said a little too loudly. “He looks even younger.” The girl glanced at Jack with a smug smile as a guy in the group shushed her while stifling a laugh.
Jack could see Karen watching them as well. She gave Jack a disarming look. “It’s fine. Let it go.” Jack turned away from the girl behind them, trying to ignore their banter.

“That suit is like three sizes too small on that fat ass!” The same girl laughed. “Her boobs are probably gonna pop out on the way down the stairs!” She waddled comically.

Jack couldn’t ignore his sisters teary eyes. He touched the command rod. “Tell me your name.”
“Courtney.” The girl eyes blanked before she resumed her pompous demeanor.
“Courtney, you should go ahead of us.” Jack turned to the guy she was with, whispering a command in his ear. Karen was visibly concerned as the mean, pear-shaped girl stepped up and planted her comfy backside upon the foam board.

By Jack’s command, her boyfriend moved ahead, insisting he give her the push down the slide. He subtly untied her bikini strings on both sides, ignoring her worry as he pushed her over the edge, holding her clothes and laughing as she slid away.

The girl screamed, grasping her breasts and putting a hand between her legs as she skidded down the open slide. People laughed and whistled as they saw the naked woman lift into the air at the bottom. She flailed wildly, giving the people below an exquisite view before she splashed into the pool.

The boy handed her clothes to Jack before he rejoined his shocked group. Jack hugged his sister speaking quietly. “Fuck her.” She smiled, rolling her eyes as they both went down the crowded wooden stairs.

Hank weaved through the swarm of people on the main path as he sipped from the blue raspberry slushie upon the tray. He knew this vacation was an extravagance that they shouldn’t have. He tried hard to put his worries out of his mind, but he knew their credit cards were almost full and the bills were piling up. I should have seen it coming. I thought they were going to promote me; instead, I was training my replacement. I even liked the guy!

Hank continued, pondering how to go on. I guess I’ll have to get a crappy job like Betty and hope we make enough to support the kids. He was pulled from the thought as he heard a scream. He turned to see a sexy girl waving her arms and legs as she flew from the water slide. He couldn’t help staring, noticing she wasn’t wearing anything at all. His mouth hung as he, and many others, caught a glance of her shaven privates.

She surfaced and yelled to the top of the slide. “What the fuck?!” She didn’t seem to notice she was drawing more of a crowd, or maybe she didn’t care. She turned to the people in and around the pool, searching for someone to help her as she covered herself beneath the surprisingly clear water. “Don’t just stand there!” She shook her head with bewildered entitlement. “One of you get me a goddamned towel!”

Hank sat the drinks on a bench and brought the girl his beach towel. She stepped to the edge, uncovering her bare breasts as she stepped out of the pool. He was transfixed upon her jiggling rump as she moved away from the pool’s edge. She wrapped up in the towel and gave him an annoyed scowl, ignoring the countless families watching. “Thanks.” She said halfheartedly, glancing at the bump in his swimming shorts. “Ugh, get away from me you creepy old asshole!” She stormed away as his smile faded. That’s what I get for trying to be nice. It’s not my fault that she was naked in front of me!

He noticed Jack and Karen approaching. “She’s a bitch, isn’t she?” Jack said as he held up a finger, running after the girl. She snatched her crumpled bikini from Jack as she stepped into one of the changing stalls by the lockers. They talked for a few seconds and Jack returned with a grin. “Courtney wants to thank you. Go knock on the second door.” Karen cocked her head angrily at her brother. “Fuck her however you want, just be sure to cum in her pussy. Remember that Betty and Karen are okay with it, but they don’t want you to talk about it afterward, deal?”

Hank nodded and headed to the line of wooden stalls, knocking as instructed. The painted red door opened and he was ushered inside by the expectant woman. “Thanks for the help.” She let the wet towel fall to the tiled floor. “Come on, hurry up!” She sat on the small bench upon the wall, spreading her legs for him.

“Are you sure?”
“Yes! Just do me quick so I can go!” Seeing his hesitance, she took his hands and placed them upon her smooth, damp breasts. He felt himself rising instantly. “Do whatever you’d like, I don’t care.”

He slid his shorts to the floor and lowered himself, leaning her back against the wall as he clumsily searched for her opening. It took a few failed tries before she gave him a hand. He moaned as he slid into her warmth. “You’re bigger than I expected.” The girl said, showing her teeth slightly as she downplayed the discomfort. “Just hurry up.”
“Quit trying to rush me.”
“Listen, I’m helping you out, so hurry up!” She demanded.
“I was the only one that came to help you earlier! Drop the bitchy attitude and you might get people to like you.” Hank grumbled, stopping halfway inside her.

“Don’t insult me you old asshole. I have plenty of friends and I am doing you a favor.” She shook her head, implying that he should have understood that long ago. “I saw your hard dick, I saw how you stared at my tits.” Her green eyes watched him as she pushed him away, causing him to slip out. She stood and sat him on the bench. She put her knees on the seat, straddling him. Her sandy blonde hair tumbled over her shoulders as she reached between her legs to guide him back in. “I guess you don’t know how to handle a hot girl anymore.” She opened her mouth and set her jaw as she felt him go inside.

He grabbed her big, pliable ass as she started grinding his cock deeper. “You’re not gonna last long like this, are you?” She smiled wickedly, giving him a soft kiss with her full lips. “Hurry up!” She said it with less irritation this time. “Just tell me when you’re ready and I’ll get off.” He continued for a little bit longer. “Just… Just say when…”

He pushed her wide ass down as he shot inside her.
“What the hell are you doing?!”
“Stay still.”
“What the fuck are you doing in me? Let me off!” She wasn’t able to lift herself off and was forced to wait until he finished completely. “You goddamned idiot! Why would you do that? I’m not taking the pill yet.”
“You’ll be fine.”
She stood, touching her sticky, clean-shaven mound. “Disgusting!” She wiped it away with Hank’s towel before tossing it aside. She rubbed her eyes as she spoke. “God, how the hell am I going to live with this?” This was the first time she acted genuinely. Teary eyed, she shook her head as she looked up. Hank hugged her as he sat, grasping her amazing ass once again and resting his head against her breast. He couldn’t resist, and soon turned to suck upon her nipple. “Wait! I can make sure no one knows who the father is!” She allowed him to continue as she had her epiphany. “Those horny fuckers can both have me!” She peeled Hank away, shaking her head as she wiped her eyes. “You just set me up for life!”

She put her bikini back on and tied them before heading out. Hank hurriedly pulled up his shorts and passed a few judgmental people waiting for an open stall.

“Why the hell would you make him fuck her?” Karen snapped.
“He needed to let off some steam and I didn’t think you were in the mood! Besides, it’s payback.”
“He could get a disease from her!”
“No, I checked. He’s her first.”
“Seriously?”
“I know, I would expect her to have had a few guys by now. Guess no one could deal with her. She has used toys, though.”
“You commanded our dad to take her virginity?!” She was bewildered. “He could get her pregnant, Jack.”
“Why do you care?” He realized how heartless he was being. “Maybe it was wrong, but I also commanded her to have sex with those guys she was hanging around later tonight. One will step up after they find out she’s knocked up. It will be fine.”
“That’s horrible!” She stopped, holding her arms up with a stricken expression. “You’re going to ruin their lives! One of those poor kids is going to be stuck with that bitch.”
“They were all laughing at us, Karen!”
“So? I get that every day! You just have to ignore it. You can’t use the command rod for every little thing!”
“I was helping you!”
“I don’t want your help! This was supposed to be a fun time away from you controlling everyone around us!” In the middle of her comment her right breast came free. She tucked it back in, grumbling as she walked away. “Just leave me alone!” Jack called out, but after a moment she was lost in the crowd. He thought about heading back to stop them. They’re probably done by now anyway.

Alone, Jack tried to distract himself with all the rides that he had avoided so far. Once tired of that, he began searching for Betty. I am just trying to help! Ashley tried to stop us and Karen is a stick in the mud… At least Mom cares about me. He searched the folding chairs and the shaded dining areas, finally spotting her vibrant, neon pink bikini floating in a lazy river.

As he approached, he noticed a sprinkler sitting in the small area of shrubbery near the water’s edge. Jack checked both directions before unscrewing the hose. A reasonable flow of water poured out as he uncoiled it and carried it into the waterway, just ahead of his sunning, unaware mother.

He pulled her inner tube to a shaded corner section under a walkway. There was enough space to allow others to pass easily as he brought her to the joining walls. It took her a moment before she looked over her shoulder with confusion. “Oh, hi, where are the others?”
“Mom, put this in your butt.”

She lifted slightly, wondering if she heard him correctly. “Not out here!” She whispered loudly.
He handed her the hose nozzle and touched the command rod in his pocket. “Let me put this in your ass and keep it in until I say to take it out.” Jack took the hose back and slid her bikini bottoms down, pressing the running hose upward at an angle, using his finger to guide it in. She tensed and splashed the water as she shook in distress.

People floated past as Jack turned her and went low in the water. As she filled, he got between her legs and tugged her halfway off of the inner tube. It was cumbersome at first, but he held her hips and she put her legs upon his shoulders. The upper half of her body still rested upon the floaty, and her large belly obscured Jack’s head from the rest of the passing people. He removed her pink bottoms and let them sink to the bottom of the pool.

Betty put her hands upon her pregnant belly as Jack put his tongue into her privates. She shivered with delight, letting out an echoing moan that she hastily tried to play off as a cramp. The little boy and his mother floating by smiled as she glanced at them. Jack ate her out as the hose slowly pumped her full. While Jack moved his tongue upon her clit, he pressed the hose farther inside her. Betty balled her fists upon her compressed belly. A teenaged boy and girl moved past them, quickly averting their eyes as Betty glanced, trying to maintain composure.

Shifting, Betty’s float slowly drifted away. She tried to correct it, but she was so close to orgasm that she overdid it and moved it too far the other way. Within seconds, Jack could feel her pulling away and her whole body slipped off and into the water. She quickly resurfaced as a middle-aged woman moved past, giving an agitated glare. She thought we were playing. Jack turned his mother around and moved her lower, spreading her legs wide.

Behind her, Jack drew a deep breath and slipped below the water. She leaned back to balance against the wall. Jack used her legs to push himself lower. He moved into position, laying almost horizontally and thrust upward. She put a hand down to guide him in and it felt amazing. A small amount of water moved inside, and although the strokes were slower, it had a little extra pressure from the water.

Betty was resting her shoulders upon the wall, glad that the water was dark enough in here to obscure her son fucking her from below. The water continued to fill her ass and she could feel herself building to completion. A twenty something man passed by with an inquisitive look before she closed her eyes. Jack held her hips, fucking her as she stood. Climax came, and she gasped with astonishment as Jack finished with her. Jack pushed up as his seed continued in spurts. She held her heavy breasts, uncaring of the outside world as the water continued flowing inside her.

Jack swam up to catch his breath, hugging her from behind. He rubbed her belly as they both noticed a man approaching. Betty put her arms down, realizing it was the younger guy who had just passed.

He waited for the next group to pass before he spoke. “Can I get in on this? I’ll pay.”
“Get away you creep!” Betty was horrified.
“Wait.” Jack touched the command rod. “Do you have any sexual diseases?”
“Nope.”
Jack rubbed his mother’s belly beneath the water. “Mom, let him and forget about it after.” He waved the guy forward.
“Holy shit, she’s your mom?” The man smiled broadly as he slipped his cock out of his shorts. The tip of his cock bumped her stomach and he stared into the dark water for a few moments before he realized. “Dude, she’s pregnant?” He looked to Jack and then to her. “Can I cum in you?”
“Go ahead.” Jack said from behind her. He moved back and bumped the hose leading into her ass, sure that it caused her some discomfort.

A family passed before the guy moved into place, making it look like he was giving her a graceless hug. He used a hand to guide his dick into her hard to reach pussy before wrapped his arms around her. He ended up at an angle, leaning back and holding onto her sides as he pumped her. He made sure to pause as two more people floated by. Now, with a small opening, he didn’t hold back. He caused the water to splash around them as he fucked her quickly. Within seconds he hugged her tightly breathing heavily and squirting a second load into her water-filled pussy.

He planted a kiss on her cheek. “Thanks lady, how much I owe you?”
“How much do you have with you?” Jack asked with a firm grip on the command rod.
“I have seventy in the locker and six hundred in my truck.”
“You get the money from your truck and bring it to me at that table over there.”

The man tucked his cock away and walked to the exit of the pool. Jack was pleased to have some money for their family to spend. “Come on, Mom, let’s go wait over there.” They started walking, and after a few steps, Jack realized he forgot her bottoms. He swam back and grabbed them right as his pregnant mother stepped out of the lazy river with a hose running into her bare ass. He called out, but she didn’t hear him. He shuffled through the water, glad that only one couple had noticed the scene. She was on the walkway as he yanked on the hose. She reached back and held it in place without a word as she walked.

“Mom, take it out, but, hold the water in!” Betty pulled the hose out and dropped it on the ground, noticing the spectators. She looked terrified as Jack caught up. “It’s okay.” He handed her the colorful bikini bottoms. “Just put these on and ignore them.”

He was stunned as his mother slipped them on and began rubbing the neon pink crotch. She looked Jack in the eyes as she hit a second, more animated orgasm. Betty’s left breast popped out as she knelt on the pavement, moaning. “Go… Just go to the bathroom and empty yourself, Mom.” She tucked her bosom away and walked hurriedly in the direction of the restrooms.

He guessed that around thirty people were watching him by this point. He held the command rod as he yelled. “Just remember that you saw a pregnant woman rushing to the bathroom.” The people exchanged glances and seemed to return to their conversations. God, I hope everyone heard that. Jack went to the picnic table, contemplating other ways to make money using the command rod while waiting for the nameless man’s return.

Mrs. Olsen

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It had been about a week since the incident and it was difficult to focus during school. He knew he could use the rod to cheat his way through, but he wanted to play it safe. That woman died because of me. I’m not as hurt as I expected, but I still have to be careful for my own sake.

Joel tried not using the command rod for mundane things, but porn was nothing compared to the real thing. He had decided to try his luck with another teacher a few days ago. She wasn’t as gorgeous as Ms. Weigert, but he liked her personality and she was still attractive for being middle-aged. She lived on the edge of town, so that was a plus. He recalled the encounter as he sat on his bed, touching himself.

The bright, loving woman with coppery red hair and a fuller figure had welcomed him in. He had commanded her to lead him to the bedroom. Her husband and children were out and that gave him an hour to have his way with her. The woman slid her dress to the floor and removed her undergarments. Her breasts hung with a pleasing heft and her butt was bigger, but still formed, giving her a nice hourglass shape. She had a notable paunch, but her skin was well maintained, so it looked attractively tight. She looks kind of pregnant. I guess having three kids will leave a mark on you.

Mrs. Howell was a friendly person who loved dealing with her students. Joel decided he wanted to try someone nicer this time. Maybe I will care more if something happens to her. He removed his own clothes and eased her upon the bed. Nothing too weird this time. Ignoring her complaints, he thought about what to do with her. He could do anything he wanted to her with no repercussions. It feels amazing to have complete control over someone.

“I command you to let me do whatever I want to you.” He smirked as he crawled atop her.
“Please, don’t do this to me, I have kids.”
He stepped back and grabbed the rod before returning. “I command you to enjoy this and forget everything I did here when I leave.” He sat the rod on the edge of the bed, crawling into her now welcoming arms.

She spread herself to allow him inside. He nearly popped from the overwhelming sensation, but he stopped moving and tried to distract himself. Once settled, he shifted and started fucking her gently. Her face turned with delight. He continued with soft strokes, feeling himself growing tense, achieving more focus as he edged forward and found a slightly deeper part of her crevice. She drew a sharp breath and Joel could see she was getting close to orgasm.

The rod rolled against Joel’s leg, distracting him and pulling him from his near-climax. She was moments away when he stopped. “You can’t cum until I say so.” He nudged the rod onto the floor, unaware he had issued another command.

He put his legs together and lifted himself higher, dropping most of his weight behind his fleshy spear. It moved even deeper and the sensation was indescribable. Joel pumped her, seeing her face tense with excitement. He decided to prolong the experience, so he pulled out just before he finished.  Mrs. Howell opened her pleading eyes, looking so pitifully sad that Joel felt bad for a moment. She begged him to continue.

Moving back into place, Joel dropped back inside and continued to fuck his former teacher. She wrapped her arms and legs around him. He couldn’t put as much weight into the thrusts, but her legs being higher excited him. She’s pretty limber for a mom. He lifted her legs to his shoulders and began moving with fast, short movements. He put a finger on her clit and watched her gasp with ecstasy. A few more strokes and Joel broke free from her grasp. Mrs. Howell balled her fists and hit her bed with uncharacteristic anger.
“You can’t keep stopping like that, Joel!” She grumbled. “You have to let me cum!”

Her messy hair and wild eyes made him realize how much she wanted that elusive orgasm. He went back in at a more reasonable angle, giving slow, soft strokes that slowly grew faster. Joel watched her face as he pounded her. She was completely lost in the moment and he loved it. He felt bad that he was about to deny her again. He pulled out and clambered up the bed, sticking his shaft into her mouth. She was caught by surprise when he shot streams of warm jizz down her throat. The teacher tried in vain to pull away, but her head was trapped against the bed by his legs. She squirmed and gagged as he continued blasting down her windpipe. Her face reddened as she struggled to breathe before Joel finally pulled back. She gasped and leaned onto her side, coughing wildly before she was able to compose herself.

He watched the older woman writhing in desire. She fidgeted and slid around the bed as her expressions twisted in torment. “Let me cum, Joel! I need it. Please, please let me finish!” She rubbed her breast and thrust her hips into the air. Joel didn’t understand why she was so horny at first until he stepped upon the rod. Then he pieced it together. He reached forward and blew gently upon her damp lower bush. The woman shrieked, nearly in tears from the sensation. “Please, please, PLEASE!”

He stepped back as he spoke. “Okay, you can cum now.”

By his word, the woman shook so violently that it was nearly comical. Her arms and legs waved as she slowly pulled them down, pressing her arms against her formed breasts. She cried out in delight, nearly screaming as she let the orgasm flow through her body. She quieted and let the aftershocks pass. She regained her senses and grinned with gratification.

He was just about to finish when he heard a knock on the door. Pulled back to reality, he scrambled to pull a blanket over his lap. His mother peeked past the doorway. “Ugh, that’s sick, Joel!” She turned her head. “Can you bring your sister down the block to the Olsen’s house?”
“Yeah, just let me finish.”
“Yuck. Just hurry up, we’re almost ready to go.”
She pulled the door closed and he thought about commanding his mom to help him with his needs. Nah, that would probably be bad. He thought back to Ms. Weigert’s full body before it popped and he finished within a minute. Man I’m sick. Nothing bad happened to Mrs. Howell, so maybe I can use this to sate my needs.

He cleaned up and walked his sister to their new babysitter’s house. He toyed with the command rod as he walked, hiding it in his jacket sleeve as they approached the door. This will be for later. Mrs. Olsen answered wearing a black blouse and a white knee-length skirt. She wore black stockings beneath. It was hard not to stare at the shapely, blonde with a youthful smile. He felt his pants growing tighter.

“Great timing! I just got home. Hank brought the kids out to a movie so it’s just the two of us for a while.” She knelt, speaking to the little girl.
He held the command rod in his sleeve. “Just be nice and do what she tells you to do, okay?” He talked to his sister as he stared down at Mrs. Olsen’s squished breasts.
“Okay.” Betty replied.
Joel was unaware that his command went to the woman he was staring at. “We’ll be back in three hours or so. Thanks again!”

Inside, the focus shifted as Betty led her into the living room. “What would you like to do tonight, April?”
The eight-year-old girl scowled as she searched the room. Her eyes lit up as she looked above the television. “I want to play a game!” She pointed to the video game console sitting upon the shelf.
“That is Jack’s and I don’t really know how to set it up. How about you pick a board game to play instead.”
“I don’t want to play a board game!” Her frown returned.
“How about we-“
“I don’t want to do something with you, I don’t even know you!”
“April, this will be a way for us to get to know each other.”
“Your daughter isn’t nice to me. I don’t want to know you.” She yelled.
“April, if you’re going to be like this then I’m going to put you in time out.”

The little girl crossed her arms and huffed. Betty knelt to talk to her. “Let’s do something fun instead, okay? Want to play with some toys?”
“You go play with toys! I’m going to watch a movie!” She stomped to the couch and fumbled with the television remote.

Betty felt suddenly hot and bothered, her mind wandering to the bedroom. April clicked to a kid’s show and sat complacently upon the couch. She knew it was wrong, but Betty had a strong urge to slip away to please herself. “Uh, okay, I’ll be back in just a few minutes.” Betty hurried down the hall and locked the door. She reached beneath the bed to find her personal box of adult toys. She poured them onto the blanket and touched herself. She was so aroused that she decided to rip a small hole in her leggings and move her panties aside.

Grabbing the purple silicone dildo, she lubed it up and slipped it in with ease. Sometimes she could finish with just that, but tonight she decided to use a vibrator too. She took the white bullet vibrator and nestled it just above her lower lips. She clicked it on and moved her panties over to hold them in place. She laid upon the bed and ran her hands over her clothed body. Tracing along her hip and up her sensitive breasts, she twirled a finger around her nipple with one hand and rubbed her hot inner thigh with the other.

She bit the tip of her finger as she pushed the toy upon her clit. Her whole body tingled as she felt sweet release approaching. Suddenly a knock came upon the door. She shot upright at the exact moment orgasm came. She fought to keep quiet as buckled forward, overcome by the pleasure. A call came from the other side. “Open the door; I need help with this remote!”

Betty stood with the toy still vibrating, clenching her legs together as she shuffled to the door and flicked the lock.
April shoved through the door, presenting a remote for the Blu-Ray player. “This is stupid!” She exclaimed.
Why the hell didn’t I turn the toy off?! Betty bit her lip as she tried to assist the girl. “Th-this is for the… the… other… Just, just go out there and I’ll be right out.”
“Help me now!” The girl stomped.
“F-fine.” She followed the girl to the living room, careful not to let the toys slip from her wet lower opening.

April plopped on the couch after handing her the remote. Betty grabbed the correct remote and noticed her hands were shaking. She felt weak and dizzy as she explained how to use the TV. “J-just hit this button… to open th-the guide. This… This is the volume, and this is-“
“I know how to change the channel!”
“Do… Do you mind if I leave you… alone for a little longer?” She gripped the couch as she felt another orgasm starting.
“Uh-huh.”
She closed her eyes, shaking as April shot her an irritated glance. It took a moment to compose herself before she headed down the hallway.

Betty’s stockings were damp when she got back to the bedroom. She moved her panties aside, pulling the moist vibrator away and removing the dildo. It felt so nice to have full control of her body once again. She wiped them off, replaced the toys in the box and put them back under the bed. Once relaxed, she went back to the front room to join April on the couch.
“What show is this?”
“Shhh.”
“April, I just want to spend a little time-“
“At home when a movie is on everyone is quiet.” It went to commercial after a couple of minutes and the little girl searched for the fast forward button.
“April, I’m probably going to be babysitting you on occasion, so we should be friends!”
“I will be your friend if you just let me watch this!” She brought up her hands dramatically. “Just do whatever you’d be doing if I wasn’t here. Do it outside, I don’t care! I need to focus!” She pointed with determination.

The little girl was cute, Betty thought. She will be fine for a little bit. Another urge pulled her away. This time she went to the bathroom and dug in the back of the cabinet under the sink. I don’t get the chance to use this very much. Against all her good senses, she gathered a 2-gallon bucket and the extra-long Higginson’s syringe before making her way out the back door, turning on the water to the hose as she passed. In their backyard, she sat in a bright yellow reclining lawn chair, pulling the trigger on the hose nozzle and filling the bucket with a gentle spray. What the hell am I doing? I should not be out here with this.

Once the bucket was mostly filled, she sat the hose down and licked the plastic end of the tube. Moving her panties aside, she slipped it up her ass and put the other end of the syringe into the bucket. I should be doing this inside, but I think I’ll be safe. Most of the neighbors can’t see this spot in the backyard anyway. Leaning back, she gave the bulb a squeeze, forcing the chilly water into her bottom. She continued, pumping slowly, reveling as the fluid filled her.

Her tummy inflated as she sat pumping, watching the water level in the bucket slowly descending. I love the full feeling, but I can’t do too much at a time. I don’t want to completely ruin my figure. I miss being pregnant, but I don’t want to be fat. She had developed this fetish a while back, a few years after Jack was born. She looked at the hose. I can’t imagine someone taking more than this at a time. Another squirt shot into her rump as she thought back to the rumors about Ms. Weigert. That poor girl inflated like a balloon. I can’t ever get that even close to that point.

Her belly peeked from beyond her blouse as she nearly emptied the bucket. She got a blast of air and it caused her insides to churn. She let go of the bulb and felt her hard stomach. The cramps passed and she felt immense pleasure as she sat, remembering her belly when she was carrying Karen and Jack. She didn’t even have to touch herself to achieve orgasm, being pleased by the mere thought of pregnancy. After, she felt tired and drained as she relaxed in the folding chair. Her eyelids heavy, she couldn’t bring herself to stand. I’m just going to take a quick nap. Betty rolled onto her side and her mind drifted.

April stepped through the door, searching for her sitter. “Mrs. Olsen?” The little girl found the sleeping woman and was irritated that she ignored her calls. April saw the orange tube with the weird ball in the middle leading into a bucket next to the woman’s chair. The girl walked behind her, noticing the other end disappeared under the babysitter’s dress. April held it for a moment before she gave it a hard squeeze, watching it puff back out in her hand. She repeatedly squeezed the bulb, laughing as it reformed moments after.

She noticed the lack of water in the bucket and decided to use the hose to refill it. It took a time before she got it working, but she filled the bucket to half before she resumed playing with her new toy. She was amazed to see the water disappearing with each pump. Moaning as she slept, Betty shifted. April peeked around the front to see visible skin around her midsection. “It’s going in your tummy!” April whispered excitedly, moving back and pumping furiously.

Betty’s eyes opened after a few minutes, discomforted by the cramping in her guts. She held her full tummy, angry with herself for not going inside to empty sooner. “Ugh, why do I do this to myself? It hurts-“ Her mind registered the noise behind her. She rolled onto her back and saw the little girl using both hands to compress the bulb on the syringe. Her mind was hazy as her eyes looked to her swollen belly.

“A-April, st-stop!”
“You are getting bigger! This is fun!”
“Please, April! Pl-please… this isn’t something you sho-should be doing.”
The girl continued, grinning. Betty reached down to remove the hose, but the girl yelled. “Don’t take it out! You wanted to play with me, didn’t you?”
“N-not like this.”
“I want to see how big I can get you!” The girl grabbed the hose and sloppily refilled the bucket before she started once again. “This is fun!”
“April, this is dangerous, you should stop. We can play something else. I’ll… I’ll get you ice cream! I’ll get you candy! Just stop squeezing that thing, okay?” Her voice was hurried, panicking.
“Maybe later.” The girl switched between hands, pumping as fast as she could. She ignored the rest of Betty’s comments, but eventually she slowed and let go of the pump. She reached over and poked Betty’s firm belly, causing it to gurgle and churn. “You look so big!”

She looked about five or six months pregnant by this stage. She groaned and complained as a wave of cramps gripped her for a short time and then her belly quieted once again. The young girl turned around and kicked the nearly empty plastic bucket. “This is too much woooork!” She complained as she stared at the hose in the grass.

“Just go inside and we can do something, ugh… something else.” April nodded, as if she might heed her advice. Betty’s relief was cut short, however, as the young girl picked up the loose end of the tube and the hose.

The girl struggled to stretch the end of the Higginson’s syringe over the garden hose nozzle. With a huff, she looked to Betty. “Put this on here for me.” Betty was nearly in tears as she took the rubber hose and fit it over the nozzle before handing it back to the girl. “Thanks!” The girl gave a confused look. “What’s your name again?”
“B-Betty.”

April nodded, taking the handle of the hose and squeezing it on, using both hands to achieve full blast. There was a short pause as the bulb inflated, and with a quick pop, Betty could feel the cold water rushing in. The girl giggled as they both watched her exposed belly vibrating as it filled. I’ve never taken this much before! She had thoughts of the teacher that pumped herself so full of water… Please don’t let me go the same way she did. Betty sat up and put her legs off the side of the chair, leaning forward in agony. Her belly looked far larger sitting like this, as she appeared to be nearly as big as she had been when carrying Jack.

“You’re huge!” The little girl spoke with glee as she held the hose handle all the way down. “Do you have babies in there? Is this how babies are made?”
“N-n… No… You h-have to sto-p. It, it’s too much.” With her hands on her knees, Betty could only focus on her massive belly. Her skirt was tight and damp and her blouse lifted high on the growing bulge.

The girl released her grip on the nozzle. “My hands hurt,” she said simply.
“Then you sh-should st-stop.” Betty mumbled.

Dropping the hose, the girl bounded away without explanation. Betty tried and failed to stand, plopping back onto the chair as the girl returned. “There, it should go faster now.” April grabbed the hose and depressed the handle, sending a torrent of water into her bowels. The rubber tube bulged and rocked as water forced its way through the small opening and inside her ass.

“You… You can’t do this, April!”
“Why not? It’s fun!”
“You… you’re going to hurt me! Th-this isn’t good for me.”
“Why were you doing it then?”

Betty couldn’t find an answer as she put her head in her hands. The little girl touched her stomach as it continued expanding, hiding most of her skirt as it inflated to her knees. So much water is going in! She knew she couldn’t take much more.

“April!” The little girl jumped with fright as her brother rushed over. “What are you doing to her?”
“I’m helping her get bigger!” The girl exclaimed with a pleased expression.
Joel took the connected hose handle and set it on the ground. “Why are you doing this in front of my sister?” He asked the full woman.
“You told me to… do what… she says.”
“What do you mean?”
“You said do… to do what she tells me.” She was visibly confused. “I’m sorry… I don’t know!”

Joel thought back, trying to piece together how such an event would have happened. He knew this must have come from a command, but he only issued one to April. “Oh shit, I was looking at you!” He looked at the situation he had inadvertently created. He stopped himself before he gave her the command to go inside and empty. “Why waste such a good situation?”

His sister was confused by his comments while Betty was distracted by discomfort. She watched as Joel unbuckled and slid his jeans to the ground. Breathing heavily, Betty allowed Joel to ease her back onto the folding chair. “What are… what are you doing?” Betty’s pained eyes looked to him for an answer which she already knew.

“I’m just going to fuck you for a little bit. You look too good like this.”
“Please, just stop this.” She whined.
“Woah, what is that thing?” April interrupted, pointing at the shaft between his legs.
“You’ll learn about it in a few years.” Joel climbed atop the woman in the chair, pulling her legs up and pushing her full belly back. The chair made a squeak before it collapsed on one end. With half of the chair broken, Betty’s shoulders hit the ground while her lower half remained high. Her water-filled belly pressed against her face as it gurgled angrily.

Joel held her as he went to his knees on either side of the chair. He put her legs upon his shoulders as she lay mushed beneath her fleshy mass. Seeing the tear in her stockings, he poked into the warm, damp mound between her legs, having to pause. “God, you feel amazing.” She grumbled a response, unable to move much in her current state. Joel turned to his sister. “Fill her.”

The confused little girl had a smirk spread across her face as she picked up the hose and squeezed the trigger. Betty let out a muffled scream as the water erupted into her. Joel started moving and soon Betty found the pleasure to be overcoming the pain of the encounter. She felt ashamed, but orgasm was creeping closer. Joel fucked her without remorse, pushing deep while pressing against her distended, still filling belly.

“What are you doing to her?” April asked as she stepped closer, watching them fornicate.
“Just keep the water going, I’m almost done.” Joel continued as Betty let out weak moans. He unfastened Betty’s skirt and tossed it aside.
“Why does she like this? How is that water going in her?”
“It’s going up her butt, April.” Joel answered curtly.
“Up her butt?! I thought… Is that… Why?”

The question went unanswered as Joel moved faster, causing her heavy frame to jiggle as her shoulders pressed awkwardly upon the ground. With her legs in the air, Joel lifted her butt and started pumping downward. He nearly stood above her as he drove his cock down into her wet hole. Pushing her blouse down, her belly was huge and now exposed completely. Joel pushed her legs over her and leaned onto her.

Betty was scrunched into an awkward ball. Her stomach pushed against her face as she stabilized herself with her arms, trying desperately to stay upright. After a few more pumps, Joel yanked out and let her down just enough to shoot streams of cum on her exposed belly, clothed chest, and her red face. Some went in her mouth as she reached down to find pleasure herself. She rubbed her aching, wet hole violently and within seconds she gasped with a body shaking orgasm.

“Woah! That was gross!” The little girl stared.
“Stop the water now, April.” Joel stepped back, letting the inflated woman down carefully.
“Do all those fat people do this? Is that how they get so big?” She hesitated. “Was that milk that came out of your… thing? She seemed to like it.”
Joel grabbed the command rod as he put his pants back on. “April, go inside and forget everything that happened out here.” He waited for his sister to close the door before he pulled the plug from the woman’s ass.

“N-no, no, I can’t…” He stepped back as water blasted out of her. “I command you to go inside, go to the bathroom, and empty out. Don’t let anymore out on your way there and don’t let April see you.

Betty halted the eruption, rolling over and struggling to stand. She whined, putting a hand on her belly as she trotted through the grass. The woman’s blouse was crumpled, resting upon her heavy grumbling stomach, wearing only torn stockings and damp panties below. She quieted as she moved inside, stepping with caution as she closed the door behind her. Well, I guess that worked out. He picked up the dress she left behind. I’ll have to give her a few more commands to completely forget this, but at least she’ll be okay.

Part X

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The army was gone and they were finally safe. She directed Armon, with the help of the scepter, to lead the army away and trust that the villagers would live out their lives peacefully. It’s not like we’re going to last long anyway, only daughters are being born and not many outside males are willing to mate with women blessed by Kinok. Many people flocked to their town after the army turned back, most of them outcasts from other ruined villages that had been touched by Kinok’s influence. Vanita knew it wasn’t over yet.

“I hear your village has relics, could you direct me to the artisan that crafted them?” The shorter woman with broad features and a commanding presence asked.
Vanita was pleased that others had heard of her accomplishments. “I am the creator, Vanita.”
“A woman?” The dusky eyed woman dismissed the idea. “Drop the ruse and show me to the man who created them.”
“A man started, but a woman finished.” Vanita’s head tilted, dimples showing with a non-genuine smile.
The woman crossed her arms, finally seeming to understand. “Tell me about your relics, Vanita.”
Vanita raised her hand to show the ring. “This is the Band of Possession.” She explained how it would transfer consciousness between bodies. Agreeing, the unnamed woman launched her hand out and grabbed her arm, her own band pressing against the skin. The same odd sensation passed and Vanita found herself in the foreign body, looking at her wispy features from a distance. The other woman had swapped their bodies and Vanita now realized how foolish she had been.

“What do you want? Who are you?”
“I am a crafter like you,” Vanita’s former body said. “You weren’t the only one given knowledge.”
Vanita could see a similar ring on her new hand. Without much thought, she reached up and grabbed her old body’s pierced breast. Nothing happened. It feels nice, though. “I learned how to control when it happens.” The woman in Vanita’s body gave a big grin, her cheeks flush with delight over her victory. “Your thoughts play a big portion in how it responds. Now, what I really want is for you to show me to whatever you made to command Armon and his army to march away.”

Many refugees had found their way into town and most were welcome additions. However, there were exceptions. A large, naked man waddled into their home. Nora remembered the rotund man from long ago. He has to release his seed into someone to deflate. He nearly popped Krina when she helped him in town. “How are you still alive?”
The heavy man leaned upon the table, causing it to tilt slightly. “I remember you…” He huffed. “I found a delightful woman who emptied me every few hours.” His jowls shook as he spoke, sweat rolled along his brow. “She let me go a little too long one night and it was too much for her, the poor girl.”
“You are not welcome here.”
“You cannot leave me to die. If you are careful then you can empty me safely.”
“You are not our problem! Leave and do not trouble us!” Nora snapped uncharacteristically. She felt bad for the man, but he was selfish and he would always be a burden if she let him stay. The bulky man passed through the door with a loud grumble, slamming it shut behind him.

A scream came a few minutes later as she rushed to the door. Outside she saw her daughter Samara pinned beneath the writhing fat man. He awkwardly reached down, trying desperately to guide his cock in between her spread legs. “Just put it in and I’ll stop, I swear.” The fat, glistening man pleaded to her.”
“Don’t, he’s going to-“ Nora called out, but she could see Samara’s hand reach down and she knew it was too late.

Both of them grunted, as his quivering belly began shrinking and hers blasted upward. The massive amount of seed transferred into her at an unreal speed. The man leaned forward upon her, pinning her arms and legs with his. The girl showed her teeth in pain as her belly grew, his weight forcing it to expand outward between them. Her belly slowly gained dominance, pushing his up as he pumped his stored seed into her womb. She screeched in agony as his body was lifted upright, their hips still connected.

Pulling herself away from the scene, Nora recalled the item Vanita had left behind. She bolted inside and returned with the scepter. “Stop!”

The man fell upon her, motionless with now distant eyes, but his belly still shrank. The fluid continued forcing its way into the swollen woman. Samara flailed, trying desperately to lift him off of her squished, inflated belly. “Get him off! Get it out of me!”

Nora raised the rod to command him to step back. Instead, it slipped from her grasp. Panicked, she fumbled to grab it from the taller grass. A blood-curdling howl came from her daughter and Nora looked up to see lighter stretch marks on her darker skin. Looking as if she might pop at any moment, Samara’s eyes closed and she knew it was too late. The girl’s belly pulsed up with another blast and then… Her midsection burst open as white goo blasted everyone in the area. The thin, now lanky man was blown onto his back, still holding the girl’s hips as her ruined body flopped upon him.

Nora wailed as she dropped to her knees. She found the rod and commanded the man to dunk his face in a stream and breathe deeply.

Denah stepped through to the small clearing in the trees. A little girl stood beside the robed women, encircling Krina, Cilia, and two other bound women he hadn’t seen before. Those must be Krina’s newest daughters. The robed women chanted, pressing their hands together in prayer. And that girl is the one I rescued from the town! Denah moved like a big cat stalking its prey. Her smaller, fit body moved gently through the brush. With good timing I can probably get them before they can counterattack. Denah hoisted a spear and began the charge, launching it as she readied her sword. She stopped, dumbfounded as she hit an invisible wall and the spear bounced aside in midair.

The little girl scoffed. “Not that easy, you freak!”
“What is this? Why are you helping them?!”
The girl was disgusted by the question. “We’re going to restore balance by purging all of Kinok’s followers. You’re just a plague upon the land.” The girl turned to the robed women, who were lost in their incantations. “This will end all tainted mortals, and now that we are protected, it’s just a matter of time.”
Denah struck the transparent shield, frustrated that she could not find a weak point.

“It doesn’t have to be this way.” Cilia pleaded as she knelt.
“I told you that you may not speak!” The little girl reached down and squeezed the bound woman’s shaft.
Cilia whimpered, her cock growing hard from the pain. Her mother gave protest, but that only increased Cilia’s pain. “I can fix both of our problems, just please listen!” She cried out.
The girl pulled her cock, guiding her to stand awkwardly. “Fine. I’m listening.”
The petite girl stood well above her pre-pubescent captor. “What if we left and promised not to breed?”
“You cannot make such a promise. Your entire village is twisted by Kinok’s curse and the only way to stop you is for you to be removed!” The girl tightened her grasp, causing Cilia to buckle in pain. “You waste your words-“
“No, no, they can leave! Without the two of us they are just women, normal women! Without a man’s seed they are nothing unique.” The little girl relaxed her grip once again. “We were tricked by Kinok as well. We do not wish to defy you, we only want to live! If you have to kill the two of us then so be it, we only want to protect our loved ones.”

“You would sacrifice yourself and your mother to save them?” The girl scoffed, glancing at Krina, who sat silently. “How altruistic.” She let go of her cock and slapped it hard. Cilia stumbled in her bindings, groaning. “I know better. You would just leave and direct them to us. We will not let you walk free.”

“Ugh… If you let me talk to them then I get the items you fear and we will find someplace else to spend the rest of our days as normal people!” Cilia grit her teeth, still fighting the sting. “I heard your fear about what our village created. I know how much you want those items.”
The girl’s expression went blank. “What assurance would we have?”
Cilia drew in a calming breath. “Keep Krina and use her for your ritual if you suspect we are lying. If I am truthful then you’ll get magical artifacts that will make you as powerful as the gods you worship! If I am lying then you can destroy anything magical in the area. The risk is minimal; I just want to protect my people.”

The young girl nodded. “You make a strong point.”

It took convincing, but Vanita got her body back as did the woman, named Mileena. She had moved through many bodies using a similar relic that she had crafted. Unlike her, she had found a way to craft relics based on the other two gods, Tulla and Kinok himself.

She lifted an unimpressive black metal necklace as she spoke. “This is The Pendant of Lapsing Time.” It can pause time around you, allowing you to move and interact with your surroundings unimpeded.” She slid a tiny black rod with a pointed tip from her belt. “And this is the Barb of Entrance. This allows a person to create a portal.”

Perplexed, Vanita reached out, only to have Mileena pull it away. Vanita apologized, “A portal? You can make a doorway somewhere?”
“A doorway anywhere.” Mileena smirked. “Remember, your mind plays an important role when using any of these. You must visualize the location and then trace in the air or an object to create the link. The size does not matter.” She drew a calming breath as she drew a square in the air using the black pen. Once she joined the corners, Vanita could see a tall, slender blonde woman with a full posterior standing in a field. It took her a moment to realize she was staring at herself through the gateway. She searched, but could see no exit for the portal.

“Where is it?” She turned back to watch herself through the window. “I know it’s there, but I see nothing.”
“It is a one way portal. Anything that goes through will come out on the opposite side unless it is tethered somehow.”
Vanita marveled as she put her arm through the window and watched as it appeared in midair a short distance behind her. She pulled back and looked at her palm. “Amazing.”
She traced the barb over the portal causing it pop out of existence. “The portals last for a long while until you collapse them.” She created another portal upon the side of her furs.  She sneered as she inserted her hand through the dark opening upon her side. Immediately, Vanita felt something large force its way into her pussy. Her hand is inside me! “Sorry, but I don’t trust you. My ring is in there, so I can move into you if you try to fuck me.” She spread her fingers causing Vanita to grip her crotch painfully. “Now, show me your relic.”

“I… I do not carry it. Follow me back to our home.”

The two women trekked to the center of the village. Hundreds of women went about their lives, barely regarding them as they passed. Mileena noticed a gooey circle upon the grass as they moved into the house. Inside three women stared at them questioningly. “This is Mileena, she is a craftsman like me.” Mileena moved her hand slightly deeper into the portal upon her bundle of furs. Vanita gave a pained expression. “She wants to see the Scepter of Dominance.”

They tensed, looking at one another. Eventually, the pretty girl with a small waist and an unnatural endowment glanced to a nearby box. Mileena took the opportunity to stop time. Only Vanita still moved. The woman noticed her questioning expression. “Since we are touching, it frees you from the restriction of time as well.” Mileena curled her hidden hand into a fist and pushed it deeper, causing Vanita to drop to her knees in agony. Without care, Mileena rifled through the chest and finally found the basic black rod wrapped in linens. She unwrapped it with one hand, holding the rod into the air victoriously.

“We… we could have… worked together.” Vanita stammered as the woman magically fisted her.
“We both know one of us would have taken control of everything eventually. I’m just expediting the process. Tell me how this works.” She commanded as she withdrew her hand from the portal upon her side.
Vanita stared at the ground as she spoke. “You issue a command and it reads what you are thinking to force that person to comply.”
Mileena laughed. “Wonderful!” She tapped the necklace, causing time to resume for the others. “I command you all to let me leave with the Scepter and be happy that I took it.” She closed the gateway upon her clothing and removed the necklace before placing the barb and pendant upon the table. She happily left with the Scepter of Dominance, glad that it had gone so smoothly.

They rejoiced after they were certain that she had gone. “Thank the gods!” Nora gave the real command rod to Vanita.
Cilia had set up the plan just in case someone were to come looking for the scepter. They talked about how to continue. They’re going to kill us all if we don’t surrender. Even Zuli agreed, there was little chance to reason with the outsiders save for godly intervention.

A thought stuck Cilia and she decided now was a good time to prepare. She touched the pendant upon the table and was awestruck as everyone else in the room stood frozen. I must find another place for us, for these artifacts. These will only cause us trouble if we keep them. She held the Barb of Entrance as she thought. She made a doorway upon the wall and moved Nora just enough to put her raised hand through the opening. As expected, Cilia was able to pass back and forth by using Nora’s finger as a placeholder to keep the portal open both directions.

Nora’s inanimate hand brushed against her breast and sent Cilia’s mind to a more nagging concern. Her unnatural endowment rose from between her legs. I could have sex with any of them like this… That wouldn’t be right, though. But, the nagging lust remained and she needed to sate it before her mind would focus. She took a fist-sized rock and traced a portal onto the surface. She spread open the linked cheeks and spit upon the perfect ass. She moved the object onto her shaft and slowly pushed it down, making it disappear into the orifice.

She felt the pain in her backside, but she chose to ignore it. She continued moving it lower until the rock was pressing flat against her, her cock vanishing into the portal. She stood on her tiptoes as she fought to endure the self-inflicted pain. Once it lessened, she started fucking herself. She increased the pace and slowly built into a frenzy. She held the rock with both hands as she pounded her ass relentlessly. Climax came suddenly and she shot her thick cream through the magical hole and into her sore rump. She jerked in pain with each pulse of her cock, unwilling to pull out and loose the wonderful feeling.

We have to give up the relics, but I’m keeping this. No one has to know. Now focused, she walked a short distance and peered into the valley below. Countless people all moved like ants in their grand city. She knew this place would work. Time did not stop here. She made her way down the hillside to investigate.

Did she just disappear for a moment? Her mentally and physically blessed daughter explained her plan. Cilia created a standing portal upon the wall using their new artifact, ushering everyone through. They stepped into the doorway and found themselves in the grass beneath the magical barrier Denah had spoken about. Krina still knelt in the center, confused by their sudden appearance. Vanita, wearing Acharon’s Crown, stepped out last.

The small girl bowed her head in reverence to the visitors. Appearing in the image of Tulla, God of Time, Cilia motioned for the girls to cease their incantations. They complied after another, more forceful gesture. “I have brought these few to discuss terms of surrender.” Vanita watched, mostly hiding her reservations about their surrender. She hates the thought of relinquishing power. She only ceded knowing that someone else would intervene if they abused their power. Who knew how many others were out there with the same power over the mysterious metal.

“Why do you assist them, wise Tulla?” The young girl bowed once more.
“I do not wish to see mortals die due to a god’s mettle. You will kill hundreds with this spell, but there are thousands more that will propagate and continue. This will cause a conflict that spans an age. Instead, I offer a solution.” She paused for effect. “You fear their relics and they fear your magic. I propose that the leaders of these people use their artifacts to travel far away, never to return. In repayment, you must help the blessed people. You must take the time and remove their blessings with your magics.”

“That will take decades, perhaps longer!” The girl pleaded.
“Indeed it shall. But, the blessed individuals will come to you in time. They were all people who wanted a wish, but were given a curse instead. This one only wanted a son. Instead, she got a fully grown man and a dead husband. Pease understand that they only fight because they feel threatened by the outsiders. They feel it is the only path.”

“This… this is a lot to process.”
“I have seen many paths and this is the point where you must decide which way to go.” Cilia put a hand on Nora’s shoulder as a signal. The rest quickly, subtly, linked hands.
Vanita stopped time once again. “Do you think they will listen?”
“I do. Seeing a god can have a moving effect on a person.”

Cilia traced a doorway in the air. The land beyond looked lush and vibrant. A strange furry animal darted up the thick base of a tree. “You must go, Nora. You and Denah must take these heirlooms and keep them away from people who will misuse them.“

Nora was distraught by the thought. “The plan was for all of us to leave!”
Cilia frowned. “You know we all can’t go. I will keep your family safe and ensure that these zealots keep the peace.”
“I will stay as well.” Vanita interjected. “If our plans fall apart after they remove Malia, Tesha, and Numa’s blessings, then we believe that Erin holds more of the metal we need. With any of them, I will be able make something from the ore they create. It is merely a fallback.”

Tears clouded Nora’s view. “Please, there has to be another way! We can stay…”
Cilia shook her head. “You know I was given a greater understanding.” She held Nora’s hands. “This is the best way.”

Nora continued fighting the plan, but eventually Cilia convinced her. With the robed figures and the young girl still frozen, Nora said her goodbyes.
Krina stepped in for the final hug. “Be safe on the other side.”
“You as well, take care of what we have created.” Nora gave a melancholy smile. “Thank you for helping me.” They shared a long embrace. Nora stepped back and took her daughter’s hand.
“I opened a portal to another world; hopefully it is someplace better than this.” Cilia explained. “People live there, but gods do not intervene directly. I… took a little time to explore.” She hushed their questions. “Just be assured that you will be able to live happily.” Nora showed her trust with a curt nod.

Nora and Denah stepped through the portal and turned, smiling back at them one last time before they set off into the unknown carrying five enchanted items. No matter what happens, at least we are together.

Fair Trade

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After the men left the next day, Lilly decided she should check in on Willa. I didn’t see her last night. Maybe she was spared from seeing Gina’s punishment, but I’m afraid that it was part of his plan. She could hear a thumping sound coming from her room. She opened the white door to see Julie, Traci, and Willa engaged in a threeway. The older woman wore a strap-on, pounding away at the smaller girl between them. Traci was lying back, having Willa lick her as she was being fucked.

Julie turned and gave a wicked smile as she pulled back for a harder thrust, causing the slight girl to gasp and pull upward. Julie’s thick hips caused her butt to jiggle pleasantly. She turned back to her dominated roommate. Her dimpled smile showed she was enjoying her position. Reaching forward, she grabbed Willa’s shoulders, pushing hard as she moved her toy side to side deep in the girl. Julie’s flat stomach slapped against the girl’s springy ass as they resumed their normal rhythm. The motherly woman’s mountainous tits bounced as she increased the pace.

Willa’s tired eyes pinched when Julie shifted, hitting a tender spot in her pussy. The poor, submissive girl licked the woman in front of her dutifully, pushing her pudgy cheeks between the Traci’s legs. Her small, perky breasts hung as she rested upon her elbows. Willa looked distant as the others used her. Her warm, youthful skin held by both women as they manhandled her.

Traci’s manicured eyebrows, rosy cheeks, and deep, shadowed eyes gave her a picturesque appearance. Her large breasts were the mid-range compared the other girls in the bed. Gravity pulled them aside as she lay on her back, legs spread wide. She held Willa’s head in place as Julie railed her. Traci was nearing completion as she pushed upward with her hips, gritting her teeth and breathing laboriously. She pressed just below her trim belly as she reached fervor. Her light skin flushed as she let out a few loud gasps.

She ran her hand through the girl’s luxuriant deep brown hair, pulling her head up as Julie continued behind her. “You have a pretty good tongue.” Traci turned Willa’s head, along with her own, to look at Lilly. “Want to sit in this time?” Traci grinned mischievously. “She’s been going for a while, but she can last a little longer. She deserves it for being a shut-in last night.” Lilly cast her eyes to the floor. Traci giggled and shrugged. “Your loss!” She slid off the bed. “Let’s swap for a while, Jules.”

Lilly sighed as she closed the door. Why doesn’t the damned girl stand up for herself? She pushed the thought from her mind as she walked to the green door across the hall. Keira sat beside Taryn on her bed, both naked as usual. The chubby girls greeted her warmly. Lilly sat in the couch opposite the bed, getting comfortable as the others continued their stories.

“The guy I was with was big into spanking.” Keira recalled, shrugging. “I didn’t mind it, but he got kind of carried away.” She turned and showed them her red ass cheeks. Her pouty lips turned into a smile. “He made me scream, but he touched me like no man ever had.” Her big blue eyes and peaked eyebrows supplemented her loving personality. She was far more open with Taryn than Lilly had ever noticed before.

Her mouth hung with overly animated shock as Taryn put a hand between her legs. “I’m better than any man, though!” The dusky eyed girl with a wide smile watched her friend as she moved a finger into her privates.
Kiera’s expression shifted to playfulness as she leaned back. She raised an eyebrow. “Guess you’ll have to show me.”
“I have a free hand if you want to join us, Lilly.” Taryn gazed into Keira’s eyes as she spoke.

She moved over to join the couple upon the bed, sitting close to her top-heavy friend. Taryn slid her hand between Lilly’s legs and used two fingers to rub gently. Lilly reached over to reciprocate, but Taryn shook her head. “This is my treat. Enjoy yourself.” Lilly leaned back and watched the other girl lying on her elbows with her eyes closed as she cupped her own breast. Taryn is good with her hands. Lilly spread her legs subtly as the woman stroked her so gently that it was nearly teasing.

Breathing heavily, Lilly put one hand on her thigh and another on her stomach. She laid back and closed her eyes, getting lost in the pleasure. Taryn’s finger slipped inside and found a spot on the top where she felt immense pleasure. Lilly whimpered with delight as she pulled to the side, attempting to subvert the overstimulation. She fought to hold back as the euphoria grew. Unable to resist, Lilly pressed on her upper thigh as her friend continued to finger her. Her legs quaked as she let out a loud moan.  Taryn continued through the orgasm until Lilly shot backwards, laughing blissfully. It wasn’t long before Keira finished, but her completion was far more subdued.

Keira stroked Taryn’s hair as they all laid side by side, staring at the ceiling from the king sized bed. Keira rolled over to plant a slow kiss upon her friend’s neck. “Your turn.” She slowly kissed her way down Taryn’s body. She made it to her hip when she paused, hearing someone talking outside their room.

The door burst open. Traci ‘s dark brown hair was in a tangle and she had a sheen of sweat covering her body. Her hungry eyes darted between the three girls. The intimidating black, strap-on dildo dangled between her legs. She pointed a finger at Lilly. “I choose you, fuckface.”

Lilly was puzzled. “What the hell did I do to you?”
“I heard those damned Russian sisters saying that you were going to take my place. I’m top girl and I’m going to prove it. I’m going to fuck your ass just for fun!”
Lilly had to process how outlandish that threat was. “No!” She spoke in irritation.
Traci put her hands on her hips, causing the dildo to dance in the air. “Fine, then I’m going to put it in her ass and I’m going to fuck you over in the next game.” She beamed at the frightened girl on the opposite end of the bed. “You get to pick, fuckface.”
“I am not going to let you in my ass.” Lilly shot back.
“Fine.” She waved to Keira. “Turn over.”
Keira shook her head as she begged. “Please, my ass is sore from last night.”
“Turn. Over.” She commanded.

Keira sighed loudly as she rolled onto her hands and knees atop the bed.
“You don’t have to do this, Keira! She doesn’t control you!”
“She can make things miserable for us, Lilly.” Taryn interjected as she walked to the couch to get out of their way. “We do what she says and she leaves us alone. Just let her in your ass for a few minutes.”

Traci grinned, slapping the Keira’s ass, causing her to pull away in pain. “I’m only trying to prove a point. You just don’t know your place yet, bitch.” Traci stepped behind the presenting woman, lowering the girl’s ass as she guided the still glistening toy into her ample backside. Keira grit her teeth as Traci pushed it in. “I have power because I know how to be a good girl when it matters.” She gave a hard thrust, pleased when Keira bucked. “I have been having fun with Willa, but I’m growing bored. I see that you need to be broken next.” She reached forward with anger in her eyes as she grabbed the curvy girl’s shoulders and rammed her with all her might. Keira bawled as she tensed, accepting the punishment. “I can make this very difficult for you and the ones you care about.” She suddenly popped out and stepped back. “Or, you can fall in line and let me be in charge.” Traci sighed as she stared at Lilly. “Lick it clean.”
“Fuck you.”
“No, I think I’ll fuck her.” Traci casually pinched Taryn’s nipples, pulling her up from the couch. Traci grabbed a handful of her ass before spinning her around and bending her forward. She found the mark and forced it into her ass slowly, but firmly. “You see, Taryn was defiant at first too.” Traci spoke, grunting as she pounded the busty girl. Her long light brown hair obscured her face, but Lilly could see flashes of her pained expression. ”But we reached an understanding. If you let me be in control, then I’ll be nice to you.” Power hungry bitch.

Traci pushed in and moved the large dildo in a circular motion in her ass. She slipped out as Taryn gave a pathetic whimper. Traci once again turned to Lilly, shaking the strap-on comedically. “Put this toy in your mouth. Now.” Her cheeks were flushed as she stared coldly, waiting for Lilly’s response.

“Fuck. You.” Lilly gave a toothy grin.

Traci set her jaw and narrowed her eyes, balling her fists in rage. Assured that no harm would befall her, Lilly waltzed to the door and reached for the knob, only to be pushed against the wall. Her face red with anger, Traci wrapped her arm around the shorter girl and walked her back to the bed, launching her onto the mattress. “You are going to learn one way or another, fuckface.” Traci looked to the other girls. “Hold this backwoods whore down!”

Lilly struggled, but Traci was taller and had much more strength. Taryn and Keira both looked concerned at one another, not willing to hinder the girl. “Hold her or I will make her eat her own shit for a week!” After some hesitation, both girls nodded forlornly and grabbed the girl’s arms and legs as Traci climbed down.
“Don’t do this!” Lilly struggled as her so-called friends held her in place.
“It’s for your own good, Lilly!” Keira implored. “She is going to win and the sooner you accept that the sooner this will be over.”

Holding her head upside down over the edge of the bed, Traci pinched her cheeks, forcing Lilly to swallow the moist black dildo. Gagging as it went in about halfway, Traci continued pumping as Lilly wiggled. “Like that, fuckface? See why I call you that?” She pushed in and pulled out once again. “Looks like you’re having trouble taking it down. Let me help you.” Traci got down and forced her mouth open, looking as if she might kiss her. Instead, she gulped and promptly sent a line of saliva down her throat.

Traci held her mouth closed. “Swallow!” Lilly couldn’t resist and choked down the woman’s spit. “Good girl!” The woman with heavy makeup stepped back and slapped Lilly with the black strap-on dildo. “Now we will try again since your throat is prepared!” She parted Lilly’s lips as she made shallow pumps.

Without warning Traci rammed the toy in as hard as she could. Lilly frantically tried to fight free as the bulge was visible just above her collarbone. There was an odd silence as she pushed Taryn aside and pulled free, wretching loudly as she rolled onto her stomach.

Tears ran down her cheeks as Lilly recovered. She made no attempt to fight as Traci crawled on top and pushed the strap-on in between her clenched ass cheeks. Lilly groaned, still coughing as she felt her ass opening easily for the toy. Traci put her arms and legs on either side, completely covering the girl below. “See, this is where you belong: on the bottom.” Traci pumped her casually, edging it deeper. “I kind of wish I had a dick now. I bet your ass feels great. I hear it sucking me in. Can you take the whole thing down there?” Lilly tightened her body as the toy pushed its way painfully deep into her ass.

After a few tries she felt the warmth of Traci’s skin pushing against her ass. “Oh yeah, you took it all.” The dominating woman did the same as before, moving in a circle, causing the toy to twist in her ass. Lilly had lost all fight, just hoping it would be over soon. Traci put her arms around Lilly’s shoulders and started pounding vigorously. “There we go, just hold out a little while and it will be over soon.”

“I’m going to get you back for this.”
“And I’m going to keep proving to you that…” She pulled back almost entirely before driving back in, causing excruciating pain. “I. Will. Always. Win!” She gave deep thrusts with every word. Lilly couldn’t help crying as she continued. It lasted about a minute longer before Traci let out a series of quick gasps and rolled onto her back. She caught her breath as she stared to the ceiling. “Remember, if you stop fighting me then I can be your best friend.” She slapped Lilly’s ass as she jumped up and left them without another word.

“She’s a bitch, but she is right. She has been in control for a long time and she just wants to assert her power on occasion. Just let her win and then we can just focus on The Master’s games and relax for the rest of the time.” Taryn said, rubbing Lilly’s calf.

“She basically raped me and you just want me to let that go?” Lilly rolled onto her side. “You even helped! Why the hell would I listen to you?”
“We were trying to help, Lilly!” Keira jumped in. “We saved you twice as much pain and humiliation down the line. Don’t be stubborn!”

Lilly pointed to them angrily as she stood. “Fuck you both, I’m not doing it.” She walked awkwardly out the door.

Lilly went to her room and cleaned up. She thought back to her days on the streets, how a few men had been too rough with her, but she submitted and took it well enough. She would charge them more and never deal with them again. With Traci, however, it was more about power than she wanted to admit. If money isn’t an issue then why am I so upset by it? I usually don’t mind it being a little rough… I just hate her, I guess. She composed herself and later that evening she decided to check on Gina.

Gina laid naked and uncovered, staring at the ceiling. Her intricate tattoos told the story of a woman who had experienced a lot. Her lack of her normal makeup and distant eyes made Lilly wonder if she had experienced too much recently. Gina regarded her without words before turning back to the ceiling. Lilly crawled into bed beside her. Lilly could feel the warmth from her skin as she lay, staring above for a while.

Gina finally broke the silence. “Do you think we’ll see any of the money when we get out of here?”
Lilly shrugged. “I hope so, but I wondered about that too.”
“He said he sent a copy of the contract to my brother, but I don’t think he actually did. He’s rich, but I don’t think he pays out. I think he breaks girls and they leave.”
Lilly nodded, grabbing Gina’s hand. “I think you’re right. We can’t let him break us. We are stronger than that and we only have to go for a year… less than that, now.”

Gina gave a sad smile as she turned to Lilly. “He has me for five years.” She sighed as her chin quivered. “I’ve only been here for a year!” They rolled to the center, hugging one another. “He’s just fucking using us. I don’t think I can take it!”

Consoling her, Lilly stroked her back. “We will last, because we’re going to figure a way out of this.” They laid quietly and soon fell asleep. They awoke to The Master standing beside the bed.

“I’m glad to see you two made up.” He motioned to his butler. “It’s time for breakfast, Gina. I’m sorry I didn’t have your food delivered, Lilly, but you’re welcome to stay for now.” He gestured to the couch.
“Stay strong.” Lilly whispered as she crawled out of bed and moved to the couch.
The Master spoke with uncharacteristic compassion. “I wanted to apologize for yesterday.” The butler rolled in a cart on cue and brought it beside her. It had three waffles with a cup of syrup on the side, a large bowl of pink yogurt, a cream cheese covered bagel, and a tall glass of orange juice. “I hope you don’t choose to leave us, because I know I was rather rough on you yesterday.” He bowed his head and followed his butler out of the room. Once the door closed, Gina sat up and inspected the food before pouring the syrup.

“I remember seeing people like him – the true sadists who love watching people suffer. He’s being nice just to keep you here, he wants to keep hurting us!”
Gina took a bite of her meal before speaking. “I know. But, I have to realize that my life in here is much better than it would be out there. I get abused and then treated like royalty. It is a trade and I need to understand that.” She took another bite. “He was just teaching me a lesson yesterday; he’s normally not that bad.”

“What about the others? He lets Traci do whatever she wants!”
“I get along with Traci and Julie. I please them when they want it and they leave me alone.” Gina shrugged. “Another trade.” She took a spoonful of yogurt and smiled. “This is amazing, want to try some?”

Lilly scoffed as she headed to the door.

Base Desires

Standard

Jeanette knocked on the door. Irene smiled with confusion. “May I help you?”
“Are you Irene Hale? Mr. Hale’s ex-wife?”
“Uh, well, I had a husband once, but I don’t remember much about him since we split.”
That seems very strange. “Well, I know it’s asking a lot, but Ken said he hid something on your computer. I don’t even know what to say, but I need to see it. He says it’s a video of me.”
“Who are you?”
“Oh, sorry, I’m Jeanette Hyun, the principal at the school where he worked. I was nearby when they arrested him.” She paused at the touchy subject. “I don’t know how close you were, but he said it was important that I find the file.”
Irene looked bewildered. “He was arrested?”
“Uh, yes, Ken Hale. He pled guilty to assaulting a young girl.”
“Who? Wait, was it Ashley?”
Mrs. Hyun knew she shouldn’t implicate her, but if it jogged her memory… “You knew her?”
“Oh, yes, she’s a nice girl! Did my ex-husband hurt her?!” Irene went through many emotions.
“Uh, yes, he sexually assault-“
“You’re trying to find something he left on my computer? Will it keep him in jail, away from her?”
She is genuinely confused. “Y-yes, if I can see it then I’ll use it against him.”

Irene finally agreed, showing her in and leading her to the computer. Jeanette navigated to the proper window and clicked the icon, buried in subfolders. A video popped up that showed the round bellied principal with Jack moving quickly between her legs. She had numerous questions, but she continued watching, trying to hide her embarrassment. The boy continued humping her furiously as the camera panned to the garden hose leading along the floor and over the windowsill. The leaking valve showed that water was definitely flowing.

They watched in silence as the camera panned back to the couple. Jeanette struggled, hitting Jack’s shoulders frantically before wrapping her long legs around the smaller boy. Jack slowed to a stop as they said something undecipherable. Suddenly, Jeanette watched herself hurriedly thrusting her hips upward. Her face pained as she dug her fingernails into the boy’s back. She gasped and trembled with her own completion. He pulled out and there certainly was not a condom involved. Jeanette reached back to stop the flow before pulling the dripping hose nozzle from her ass; she dropped it to the floor before jogging down the hall.

There was another file, so without words she clicked it next. The door edged open to show Jack on top with her legs in the air. They had their backs to the door, oblivious to the audience. That creep was right there watching this happen and didn’t help me?

Jeanette yelled in the video. “I said no, Jack! Once was tempting fate, but twice will surely get me pregnant!”
“I’m sure you’ll be fine.” Jack reassured her, fumbling for his nearby pants. “Forget that I was here today and forget everything we did today, too.” The camera panned aside before the clip stopped.

Jeanette wanted to curl into a ball and disappear. Irene’s mouth hung with wonder, unsure of how to start. “I don’t remember any of that. I think Jack or Ken did something to me.” Jeanette shook her head with despair. “I don’t know how, but this is proof of what he did.” They both glanced at her baby bump. “Can you send those files to me, please?”
“Uh, sure” Irene restarted the clip, watching intently.
“And delete them after you do.”
Irene glanced back, nodding, her attention still focused on the screen until the camera cut away once again.

Ashley stepped into the lavish office. The woman behind the desk stood and shook her hand. “Good to meet you, Ashley. I’m doctor Lessig, but you can call me Jane. Have a seat, I’ll just be a moment.” The psychiatrist sat down and continued typing.

I didn’t see Jack at school today, I hope he’s doing all right. I hope he helped his mom. Ashley’s thoughts wandered as the woman finished her computer work. That scary guy could come back any day to take the command rod and we are no closer to wrapping up our problems. School only has a few weeks left and Jack’s family is about to grow. I might even be pregnant now too. I never should have let Dad shoot in me, but I still might be all right. I just have to wait and see. I need to resist next time. I need that damned command rod!

Jane walked around her desk and sat in the opposite chair. “So, Ashley, please tell me about yourself.”
“I’m a damaged girl who was molested by a school counselor, I don’t want to be here and I’m going to be fine, just please don’t waste our time.”

The psychiatrist nodded. “Very well, tell me what he did to you.”
Ashley scrunched her face. “What?”
Jane was nonchalant. “Mr. Hale. He had sex with you, correct? How did it feel?”
Ashley shook her head in disbelief. “What the hell? He forced himself on me! How do you think it felt?!”
“Sorry…” She paused, relaxing her demeanor. “How are you coping?”
Ashley calmed herself. “All right. I am having some trouble in school, but I haven’t been applying myself. It isn’t related to him.”
“Well, are you sure it’s not indirectly caused by him. It is okay to be vulnerable, Ashley. I’m not going to judge you. I am here to listen and provide a fresh perspective.”
She hesitated. “Fine, I feel like I don’t have control of the situations around me. I can get it back, but it will cause my friend to lose control over his life.”
Jane nodded, scribbling something in her notebook. “I understand. Why do you feel that your friend will lose control?”
“He’s constantly causing trouble, but he fixes it. If I… If I upset that balance then I think it will get out of hand.”
“So, you want to find a way to have control without bothering him for help?”
She nodded. “I don’t want to be here, but I have to be. This is part of it. He lives outside the rules while the rest of us watch. I want that power, but I can’t screw him over. I just think that it’s all going to blow up if I don’t fix it, but I’m afraid I’ll fail if I try.”
Jane wrote more. “You talk about power and control, but you sound like you don’t really want it. You talk about it like a burden.”
“Jack… Jack uses it without much care, but I know that the past will catch up with him.”
“Do you think Jack is learning and becoming more responsible?”
Ashley shrugged. “Maybe, but every time I think he’s getting better I see he’s not. I just don’t know if I would be any better.”
“It sounds like you have to trust in yourself before you’ll know. Maybe show Jack that you can help him at times when he can’t help himself.”

I can’t get the video out of my head! She thought back, slowly recovering fragmented memories as she watched the video once again. How did he do that to me? Why didn’t I fight? Why do I love watching it? Her heart fluttered as she thought about being filled with water. No one is home. I can indulge myself.

Jeanette walked outside and brought the hose to a patio chair with a small gap in the back between the cushions. The garden was reasonably private, but she still made sure to face the back of the chair toward the fence. She brought the hose through the opening and used saliva to lubricate the rounded tipped nozzle. After making another quick check for observers, she moved her yoga pants lower and slipped it inside with mild discomfort. She drew a deep breath and twisted it open, leaning back as she accepted the strange feeling. It’s so cold! Her stomach cramped, but it still felt good for some reason. She sat with her eyes closed for a short time before she heard something. She scrambled to stop the flow and made sure her clothes showed no hint of the debauchery she was taking part in. Her young son, Cho, came running to greet her.

“Hi, Mommy! What are you doing?” He sat in the opposite chair.
“Oh, n-nothing dear, just enjoying the beautiful day!” She realized the hose was still running. I didn’t turn it off all the way! “I thought your dad was bringing you to the zoo?”
“We got a flat tire and Daddy had to fix it. He said he’d bring me next weekend instead.” He grinned as he looked at her belly. He stood and walked closer reaching a hand out to gently touch her midsection. It’s adorable to see his face beaming with wonder. “My brother is growing in there?”
“Or sister.” Jeanette shifted, still feeling water pushing into her.
“I hope it’s a brother!” The little boy lifted her shirt and rubbed her stomach. “I feel him moving in there!” He looked concerned. “He’s shaking! Is he cold? Is he sick?”
“No, no, it’s fine, it’s just moving a little, that’s all.” She pulled her shirt down and nudged his hands away.
“Don’t call him it! He might think you don’t like him, Mom!”
She couldn’t help but smile as her son looked overly angry at the thought. “Sorry, but we don’t know if it’s a boy or a girl yet. Wouldn’t you be upset if I called you a girl before you were born?”
Cho’s irritation turned to understanding. “I guess you’re right, Mom, I never thought about it like that!” He went back to his seat.

The water continued trickling into her backside. She reached back as her son looked away, trying to twist the nozzle closed. Cho turned back and she quickly put her hands on her lap. Oh no, I turned it the wrong way! She felt the water blasting into her, probably at the same rate it was that day with Jack. It hurts, but I kind of enjoy it too. I’m terrible! She took the seat cushion from an unoccupied chair and held it in front of her cramping belly.

Her son stood and she thought he might head inside, but walked closer and tugged her arm. “Can you make me some lunch, Mom?”
“N-no, not right now, Cho. How about you head inside and I’ll be in soon.” She fought to hide her unease, shifting slightly in search of a more relaxed posture.
Cho agreed and walked toward the patio door. Jeanette’s hope of escaping her self-created bondage was lost as her husband stepped in front of him. He held the door for Cho before he came over to sit in the same chair, opposite Jeanette.

She clenched her fists to alleviate some of the pain. “I heard you had a flat.”
Deok-su sat down and rubbed his forehead. “I must have driven over something. It went down within minutes.” He lifted his head with a tired smile. “What are you up to?”
“Oh, just enjoying the scenery.” She looked down to see her belly had grown larger. He glanced, but thankfully didn’t question the pillow. She tried to find distractions as she was forced to wait, allowing herself to fill with an unending enema. They sat silently for a time, watching nature. Just go inside for five minutes, please!
“I’m sorry.” Deok-su said, finally.
“Sorry for what?”
“I’m sorry I got you pregnant again. I thought we were being careful, but… I know you didn’t want another child.”
He belly tensed and it was difficult to resist curling forward in pain, but as always she stayed composed. “I didn’t, but it’s not your fault. You were careful. Maybe it’s just a sign.” She now knew it was the work of a manipulative young boy. She still didn’t understand how he did it, but she couldn’t confront him until next week. There has to be more to it. I didn’t resist him, but I was awake the whole time! I have to be patient and smart about this. She put a hand on her forehead to hide her discomfort as she endured the flowing water.

He gave a sad smile. “Do you want another child now?”
She was hoping to end the conversation sooner than later. “Yes, of course.” She knew it was Jack’s, but it would still be hers too. I cannot punish a child for what a teenager did. She knew she should be mad at Jack, but she was more confused. Maybe deep down I did want another child. Cho will certainly be happier with another sibling.

Her husband looked away, staring with melancholy at their lush backyard. “I hope you mean that.”
Deok-su can never know. “I am pregnant and I will have this child in spite of hi… our mistakes!” I nearly said ‘his!’ She could feel sweat on her forehead as her face flushed. Her belly had grown full behind the pillow and small cramps had become far more painful as she sat. She wasn’t sure she could wait much longer.
He was confused. “What were you about to say?”
Oh god. “I…”
“You blame me?” He looked stricken. “We can support another child, we are good parents, why is it wrong to want a brother or sister for Cho?”
“I said I changed my mind! I don’t blame you, I just want you to listen to me!” She snapped. They were distracted as Cho came running with Jeanette’s ringing phone held high. He handed it to her happily as he spun around and darted back into the house. Why now? She accepted the call, greeting them, asking for a moment. She held her hand over the speaker as she spoke to her husband. “I need you to go inside and give me some time. We will talk later!”

He nodded with submissive understanding as he arose. He reached over and tugged the pillow she held gently. In spite of her reluctance, she released her hold and let him pull it aside. Her husband’s mouth opened in amazement as they both stared at her taut, distended belly. It had inflated to nearly double the size as it was naturally. Her pregnancy looked like it was in the later months as her belly peeked between her shirt and yoga pants. She put her hand beside her hips, hiding some of the exposed skin where her leggings were pulled lower, allowing the hose entrance.

Deok-su put his hands upon her stomach, smiling with hope, allowing all reservations to fade away. He planted a kiss on her warm belly and then another on her lips before heading into the house. He loves me so much and I cast him aside for my selfish desires.

“Hello?” The voice reminded Jeanette that the call was active.
“S-sorry, wh-who is this?” It was hard to talk as she focused on the hose pressed into her rump.
“Betty Olsen. Karen and Jack need to take a few days out of school. We are all a little shaken up by what happened so we are going on a short trip. We will be back Thursday.”
Liquid continued to pump into her ass, making it challenging to focus. “Uh, wh-what… Okay, that’s f-fine.”
“Is there anything else we need to do?”
“N-no, it’s fine.”
“Do we need to pick up their homework now or-“
“It’s fine!” She spoke sternly. “S-seriously. I will get their work together and… and they can finish it when you get back.”
“Okay.” Betty was uncertain. “Thank you.”

Jeanette hung up and clenched her stomach in agony. Once assured that no one was present, Jeanette reached behind and twisted the nozzle closed. She gripped her belly, finally able to show the pain she was feeling without an audience. She pressed a finger into the crotch of her pants, finding relief in her excitement. I’ve gone this far…

She knew she wouldn’t be able to hold all the water once she climaxed, so she removed the hose and fixed her yoga pants before carefully standing. She walked heavily, making a straight shot for the door and then down the stairs into the basement. Before entering the bathroom, she encountered Deok-su again, searching through their collection of baby toys that they placed in storage bins.

He stepped closer and helped her to the bathroom. “Is everything okay?”
“Yes, yes, I just have to…” She didn’t know why, but a deviant thought ran through her mind. She pulled his head down and gave a sensual kiss as she stroked his cock through his khakis. She stepped out of her shoes and started moving her pants down. It was awkward with her large belly, but he helped after a moment.

She unzipped his pants and pulled his cock free. He was strong enough to lift her normally, but this time he struggled, lifting only one of her legs in a clumsy tilted stance. She groaned as he pressed her leg up against her belly, but she still found the resolve to guide him in. The sex was artless and it took some extreme focus to maintain the pose, but after about a minute she felt him filling her. She nudged him away and carefully walked the last few steps into the bathroom giving him another long kiss before telling him to go make lunch for Cho.

Jeanette locked the door and rubbed her clit frantically. She finished in mere seconds, her entire body trembling as she fought to hold the massive quantity of water in her stomach. She quickly sat on the toilet and felt astounding discomfort as she emptied. Grumbling with each push, she cursed herself for being so depraved. I can’t believe I did that outside! I don’t know what Jack did to me, but I hate it! When he gets back I’m going to figure out how he did this!

The session ended with little progress, but she honestly believed it was helping. I can’t be honest with her, but I think she understands my problems without the details. She was greeted by the delightful aroma of buttery popcorn when she got home. Her father was transfixed upon a crime movie and she decided to join him.
“How did it go?”
She shrugged. “It helped. Not much can happen in one visit.”

Time passed as they sat munching on popcorn and watching quietly. Eventually her father made the move, putting an arm around her shoulder. She responded by nuzzling close, and after another pause, she rubbed the bulge in his pants. He helped her up and quickly slid her shorts to her ankles, her light skin glowing in the television light. He directed her to go down to her knees as he slid his pants down just enough to expose his erect organ.

Ashley took it into her mouth, sucking it as she tickled his balls. Her father moaned as he watched her with relaxed eyes. She locked her gaze with his as she went all the way down. She could only hold for a couple of seconds before she clenched her eyes shut and wretched, pulling away from his wet shaft. Her father stood, directing her onto the couch. She started to remove her shirt, but he stopped her. She sat and reached down to pull her shorts off of her ankles, but again, he halted her.

Her father pulled her shoulder and rolled her onto her stomach, leaving her shorts and panties in a tangle around her ankles. She felt him spread her ass apart before a warm drop of saliva ran upon her backdoor. With one hand still holding her ass open, she felt the wet, warm tip of his dick sliding up and down between her ass cheeks. Without any more preparation, he hit the mark, parting her asshole with a slow, smooth stroke. Her father shifted and she felt his larger body lowering upon her, pressing her small frame into the plush couch cushions.

“Oh, ah, slow!” Once bottomed out, he waited for a few seconds. Ashley whined, shifting beneath him, trying to alleviate the pain. She started to quiet, and without warning, he started pumping her ass violently. “Oh, oh, no, oh, god, stop, please!” Each word came between thrusts. Her pleading seemed only to excite him. He continued as she whimpered, and once again, the pain started to lessen. He shifted up and drove down with all of his might. Ashley wailed as he stopped, fully inside her rump. Her pain and struggling caused him to finish promptly, unloading in painful, throbbing pulses as he trapped her in place.

He got off and watched as his teary-eyed daughter stumbled and fell as she tried to stand. He reached out to help, but she brushed him away angrily. She reached down and yanked her shorts off, throwing them aside as she stormed upstairs. Ashley locked her door and wiped the tears away. She stood for a moment, recovering before she licked her lips and put a finger on her button, rubbing herself as she thought of how her father used her ass without any concern for her wellbeing. I’m such a slut. I loved it. I wish he was still on me, taking me from behind. She clenched her aching ass, leading her into to an oddly satisfying climax. She crumpled to the floor, sobbing as she thought about how little control she had. I need that command rod. I need Jack.

Idol of Fertility

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Her contact had given her the coordinates to a very large cave system in northern Spain. He told of an ancient idol that had found its way down there somehow. If legends were to be believed, sometime in the 1700s, during the War of Spanish Succession, a group of locals found a path into the deeper areas of the caves and decided to live there. They would venture up and trade with the town they had left, but they became more reclusive as time passed. Eventually their town was captured, but rather than fight back, they decided to sever outside connection and blast a section of the cave entrance, sealing themselves in. They still had small paths out, but most of them stayed, ignoring the outside world.

Just before all of that transpired, they supposedly bartered for a relic from early man – a statuette of some form of earth mother. Sonya originally discounted such a wild tale, however, after some research, it might be plausible and not many outsiders knew about the reclusive migrants. Their group travelled along many winding backroad to come upon a ten-foot wide sinkhole, deeper than they could estimate. Their driver took his fee and left the trio to explore alone.

Sonya, Brooke, and their contact, Arturo checked their gear. The two girls were both friends from college. As adventure junkies, they started exploring caves in various states during the last two summers, but this year they wanted to up the ante. Both kept in amazing shape and were very active. Brooke was tall, slim, and had lusciously full lips. Her smile was her best feature and her big brown eyes added to her seductive looks. Brooke stole glances as they rifled through their packs. Her rich, golden-brown skin radiated warmth as she stretched her neck.

On the other hand, Sonya was a polar opposite as looks went. She was just as limber and muscular, but she was short and pale. Her grayish green eyes gave her a cold appearance, but her dimpled cheeks and reddish brown hair helped to offset it. She wasn’t sure why Brooke loved her, but she didn’t question her good luck. Sonya wound her long hair into a ponytail after confirming that all of her items were prepared.

Arturo waited by the edge of the entrance, peering into the blackness. He was an older, quiet man, who seemed to tolerate the chatty girls, understanding that they wouldn’t screw him over like other, more experienced explorers might. They all understood that this was a casual cave exploration, but there was always that hope that they would find something more. There was always the slim chance that the stories were actually true.

They began their climb down the sheer rock face. Arturo explained the path they would find, as he had started to explore on his own before they arrived. They only went about thirty feet down before Sonya saw the first ledge he had mentioned, with a crawlspace leading deeper into the cave system. They continued into the damp, dark caves, crawling in tight spaces and weaving up and down through claustrophobic caverns. Soon they passed the point where Arturo had ventured. Nearly an hour had passed and they continued farther into the unknown. “I think I see light!” Brooke called from the center of their line.

“We shouldn’t be near the surface yet.” Sonya pivoted and walked along the ledge, back to her partner. They flicked off their headlamps, definitely seeing a faint light above them. The opening was out of reach, so Arturo helped to boost them one at a time. Sonya led again, crawling into the small alcove and finding some loose stone at the end. She used her gloved hand to push it through, allowing the ambient light to flood their passage. They crawled out and found themselves in an unnaturally wide hallway.

Brooke crawled through, gasping as her eyes adjusted to the light source. “It’s a torch!”
“Yep, good job captain obvious!” Sonya whispered as she helped her friend to her feet. Arturo barely fit, but he seemed more nervous than awe-struck. He directed them down the stone hall and they walked cautiously, passing a few more crackling torches before they came to a small room. The two girls shook with excitement as they gazed upon a small, roughly carved figure resting upon a stone pedestal. “Is… Is that really it?” Sonya asked with wonder.

The guide nodded, motioning for her to take it. Sonya hesitated before finally reaching out to lift the heavy limestone figure. It had no head or arms, and the legs stopped at the knees. The design was clearly of a pregnant woman’s midsection, showing her prominent female curves. She offered it to Brooke, who took it gently. “It’s amazing.”
Sonya looked back towards the hall. “What do you think is down the hall?”
Brooke paused to look as well. “Do we really want to find out?”
“Do you think people still live down here after all this time?”
She inspected the heavy stone idol. “I mean, there can’t be, right? It’s been hundreds of years.”
“Maybe there is an entrance somewhere we don’t know about. Maybe they’re looking for this thing too.” Sonya took the statuette back. “This could be worth millions.”
“Forget that! Imagine how famous we’ll be.”
“Let’s just go back the way we came and whoever is down here won’t even know we were here.”

After inspecting it top to bottom, Sonya wrapped it and placed it in her pack. They went back to the crawlspace detaching their lifelines temporarily so Arturo could go ahead, checking for any loose sections of the ledge at the exit. Brooke went in the middle again, finding it much harder to squeeze through this time. Sonya got on her stomach and nudged her shoulders through the cracked edge of the hall, but she was too big to go farther. “I can’t seem to get my boobs to fit!” She could not turn on her side, either, as the section had limited height.

“Just squish through!” Brooke called, unable to look back to her friend.
Sonya struggled, but eventually conceded. “I can’t, I just don’t fit this way.” She shuffled back, raising up onto her knees and looking down to inspect her chest. She felt her breasts beneath her mud soaked coveralls as Brooke also backed out of the crawlspace.
Brooke gave a dramatically confused glare. “Havin’ fun back here?”
“They feel weird.” Sonya slipped her pack onto the ground and unbuttoned the front of her outer layer. She peeled the coveralls away to reveal astounding cleavage. Her modest sized breasts had grown visibly larger, pushing her grey tank top outward. Both girls stared for a long time.
“Are you fuckin’ with me, Sonya?”
She quickly shook her head. “No! I don’t know!”
“How the hell did your boobs get so big? They weren’t that huge when you were getting dressed this morning!”

Sonya shrugged, causing her chest to raise slightly, casing a little more skin to peek out. “They feel kind of weird too, kind of warm.”
Brooke remembered their guide, as she turned and knelt, calling with urgency through the opening. “Arturo! We’re stuck!” There was no response. They called a couple more times, but they finally decided he had gone ahead without them. “You don’t think he’s going to fuck us over, do you?”
“Oh shit, maybe. We still have it, though.”
“Fuck! He might bring a crew back and kill us to get that thing!”
“We have to find another way out! Maybe we can team up with whoever put that torch up.” The big-chested girl put her backpack on again.

The path led upwards, getting surprisingly warmer as they ascended the gentle slope. They noticed a few more side exits, but all were too small for Sonya in her larger state. Both girls took the tops of their coveralls off, tying them around their waist. Sonya lamented, as her once reasonable breasts had ballooned outward and downward, jiggling with each step. It started throwing off her balance, as they wobbled heavily, swaying side to side with even the slightest motion. As they climbed she tried to cover them with her coveralls, just to keep them in check, but it came nowhere near close to buttoning again. She retied it around her hips as Brooke watched.

“You know, I think my chest grew too.” Brooke fondled herself. “Nothing like you, but they definitely got bigger.”

Sonya paused as she noticed her belly had expanded as well. “What the fuck?” She slipped the heavy coveralls lower and her tank top upward. Her stomach puffed outward, looking like the first few months of pregnancy. Sonya burst into tears. “What is happening to me?!”
Brooke embraced her friend, pressing her pleasantly heavy breasts between them, stroking her hair to relax the sobbing girl. “I don’t know, maybe… maybe it’s something in the air… Maybe you are allergic to something. We’ll figure it out once we get out of here.” Brooke looked into her eyes with compassion. “We have to keep moving or we might not make it out of here.”
Sonya agreed, wiping away her tears. “I can make it.”

They only went about twenty feet down the hall before there was an abrupt turn leading to an out of place wooden doorway. Brooke’s mouth hung as she looked back and forth between the door and her expanded friend. “Do you think this…”
Sonya was more skeptical, but unable to directly deny the thought. She gathered courage before pushing the rickety door open. They stood in silent wonder as they looked down upon a large group of houses built in a large cavern. Torches were scattered between the homes, giving patchy light to the people who moved between their homes.

“They are still living here!” Brooke’s voice danced with amazement. “They still fucking live here!”

They heard a man shout from below as he pointed and bounded up the stone ramp. Others followed as they ran up the ledge. “Shit, what do we do?!” Sonya looked for an escape. “Back in here!” They closed the crude door, knowing it was a temporary blockade. “They’re going to see that we took it!”
“Uh, let’s just say that Arturo grabbed it and ran!”
“What if they search our stuff?”
Brooke reached into her friend’s pack and unwrapped the figurine. She slid it down her pants and nestled it close to her privates. “No one will check there.”
“I don’t know. We should just put it back!”

Wood splintered as the door flew open. An angry man cursed them in Spanish as a stomped forward. He took their packs and tossed them to his followers. They rifled through the items, tossing them aside as they searched. The man in front wore a dirty t-shirt and jeans, with a machete hanging from his hip. He regarded them with a cold stare. “Who are you?” He asked in English.

Both girls knew some Spanish, but Brooke was better versed, so she responded in his native tongue. “We are just cave explorers, we just stumbled down here. We won’t say a thing, we promise!”
“Dumb Americans.” He sized them up with his eyes. “Strip.” The nervous girls looked to one another. “Now!”

Sonya took off her helmet, unlaced her hiking boots, and slid her coveralls onto the floor. The tank top was stretched upon her fleshy chest with her nipples showing through. Her belly was visible beneath the raised shirt, giving her a very pregnant appearance. Her butt had widened as well, making it difficult to slip out of her muddy garb.  Her skin felt tight and warm, inside and out.

She did a double take as she noticed Brooke had expanded similarly. Her breasts had grown a few cup sizes, but her notable gain was in her squishy rump and puffed out belly. Her once firm backside had doubled, expanding her hips and upper thighs to match. With a more pronounced pear shape from behind, her growth caused a great deal of trouble as she tried to take the lower section of clothes off. She grunted as she fought to slip her snug coveralls over her widened hips.

The man laughed as he drew a pocketknife and grabbed a small section of her clothes, cutting them just enough for her to slip them off. Sonya could see her bigger ass still looked young and tight, in spite of its size. Sonya stared for a moment at her friend’s noticeably larger stomach. She gasped, as she finally understood what she was seeing – Brooke’s belly was getting bigger as she watched.

“You two found your way into our relic chamber. We doubt it was by chance.” The man directed another man behind him down the hall. “We will check on our item while you wait.”
“Our guide, Arturo took it!” Brooke exclaimed, shaking with fright, seemingly unaware that her midsection was expanding. “He is heading out of the cave as we speak!”

The man shared another laugh with his companions. “He took it and you don’t have anything to do with it?” Brooke agreed hurriedly. “Well, I guess we should apologize then!” He reached forward, putting his palm upon her crotch. “But, what are you hiding down here?” He maneuvered the object and Brooke’s expression showed discomfort and surprise as he pushed the small figure into her pussy. “Guess it’s nothing. I don’t feel it anymore.”

Brooke’s belly continued growing as the man stepped back and spoke. “You don’t notice that you’re both puffing up like a fucking balloon? See, you dumb Americans try to steal the idol we found, but you’re too stupid to see that it’s a fucking trap!”

Brooke looked nine month’s pregnant at this point, and her breasts had grown as well. Giving her complete female curves that made her look awkwardly large, but still very desirable. The man walked over and reached beneath the girl’s enormous belly, moving her panties aside. He felt around for a moment before sliding out the stone idol. Brooke whimpered, lifting her hips as he pulled. He held the glistening object for everyone to see.

“This thing turns women into the fat cows they’re meant to be.” He looked into Sonya’s eyes. “Your turn.” He offered the wet statuette. “Put this in you.”
“Fuck you!”
The man rolled his eyes as he put his knife away and drew his machete, pointing it at Brooke’s distended belly. “Now!”

Tears welled in her eyes as Sonya took the slippery idol and pushed it past her underwear, into her unprepared pussy. It made a squishing sound as she worked it inside, using her friend’s juices for lubrication. She moved her panties to hold it in place. The man nodded with a smile as he used his off hand to slap her crotch, forcing it in entirely. Sonya grabbed her privates and fell to her knees, grunting in agony.

“It wasn’t in all the way.” He sheathed his weapon, directing the other three men to help her stand again. They marched them to the doorway. As they passed their backpacks, Sonya could see the end of a red tube. She knew the danger, but she decided to try anyway.

She lunged, grabbing the flare as she fell onto her bloated belly and rolled against the wall. She twisted the cap and blinded everyone with the shimmering flame. She pushed it into the closest man’s stomach as he tried to grab her. She used all of her strength to jump up, stumbling for a moment before unintentionally tackling the other two men who stepped in front of Brooke.

The dominant man finally stepped in, his machete high as he was about to swing. A sizzling white flame pressed into his arm, causing the blade to tumble behind him. Brooke followed-up by using her added weight to plow the man backwards, knocking him over the edge of the stone ramp. He grabbed a jutting section of rock at the last moment, struggling to hoist himself back up the sheer stone’s edge.

The two girls got to their feet and trotted heavily down the ramp, glancing back at the recovering men. Sonya left the object in place, knowing that any pause might get them caught. They made it to the first few houses before they could see the angry group of men ambling down the pathway.

They could see a woman scrubbing the floor in one of the door-less homes. “Help us, please!” Brooke begged in Spanish. “They’re trying to hurt us!”
The older woman scrambled to her feet, shocked by the intruders. “Help, they’re here! They’re here!” She screamed.

Sonya grabbed Brooke’s hand, leading her outside and between two of the roughly made structures. They wound their way through the torch lit town, finding a window into an uninhabited home. Brooke went first; her tight, full-figure still had enough strength to jump through the opening. She grunted as she landed upon the stone floor. Grumbling as she crawled aside. “Hurry!”

Sonya grew huge since the object was inserted. She could see her arms were notably larger, leading to her wider shoulders. Her legs were also massive now, leading to her huge rump, which had tripled in size, growing wider and expanding backward, but still remaining pliable and soft to the touch. Her breasts hung low on either side of her stomach, looking as big as basketballs and were surprisingly springy, bouncing out whenever they bumped her belly.

She tried to roll herself over the brick window frame, barely able to get her massive stomach through. She tumbled forward, but was stopped abruptly by her widened hips, which couldn’t fit through the opening. The motion caused the object she retained to slip halfway out and she could feel her juices trailing down her thighs. She struggled, but was unable to work herself free, hanging over the sill, her feet just above the cave floor.

“Just go, Brooke! They’re coming!” She could hear footsteps approaching from outside the home.
“There has to be a way…”
“Just go and send help. If they get us both then we’re screwed!”
The inflated woman nodded, leaving her lover to the approaching townsfolk. Sonya nearly cried as she watched the girl with the now hefty frame stumble through the doorway and bound clumsily around a corner. Within moments, she could hear men laughing behind her.
“You got a nice ass, chica.” The man spoke English as he grabbed two handfuls of her ass cheeks. Multiple hands groped her as she waited in place, unable to resist. She felt the hands spread her apart and slip the cold object out before a sudden warmth filled her loins. “Pinche puta, you’re gonna get used to this real fast.”
His cock felt small due to her added bulk. The man pumped her quickly, causing her full belly to rub upon the stone. She grumbled as another man stepped through the doorway ahead.

The leader smirked, watching her as she was fucked through the opening in the small house. He stepped forward and knelt, pinching her nipples, violently shaking her gargantuan, hanging breasts. “You’re a fucking cow now.” The man spoke in his native tongue. He worked her nipples, and to her amazement, she saw a stream of white liquid squirt onto the ground. The man used both hands to grab her right tit and put it in his mouth, drinking her breast milk as the man behind her continued, increasing his pace. Mere moments passed before he shot his warm fluid into her pussy. He filled her and stepped back, calling from beyond the blocked window frame. “All done!”

The man in front took another gulp before he let her boob swing back into place. He pushed her up and the men behind pulled, unsticking the bulky woman. They paraded her slowly to the center of the town, leading her inside the largest building she saw. To her horror, she saw Brooke sitting upon a stone bench next to two older, similarly inflated women. “I’m sorry Sonya.” They were both teary eyed as the men directed Sonya to sit alongside her friend.

“What are you going to do to us?” Sweat caused Sonya’s reddish hair to stick to her freckled neck.
“You used the artifact, so you’re going to provide for us now.”
“I don’t understand; how can we help you like this?” Brooke chimed in.

Arturo, their former partner, stepped in before the man could respond, smiling as he bowed his head. “You will provide nourishment and other services.”
“What?” She asked, dumfounded.
“You can give us enough milk to feed half the town. We didn’t expect to have both couples make it, but we aren’t complaining.”
“Our families will be looking for us! They know where we are!” Sonya exclaimed.

“No one will find you. You are two dumb American girls who went cave exploring in a foreign country. They’ll search the area for a time, but they’ll give up and assume you died. We’ve done this for a long time. Tourists are easy to deal with as long as you show a little patience.”

“What do you mean ‘other services?’” Brooke questioned.
“You’ll give us children for many years.”
“Why? You have plenty of women down here, why use us?”
“Those are our wives. We use you for kids to send topside. You’d be surprised how many people will pay for foreign children.” The leader slipped the idol from his pocket. “This little thing has been great for us. It only effects women and outsiders are always drawn here once we give them a lead.” He patted Arturo on the shoulder. “So, my friend, which do you prefer?”

Arturo stroked his chin as he thought. “This one seems more defiant, I like that.” He gestured to Sonya.
“Very well, you can do the honor.”
Sonya’s heart skipped a beat as Arturo took the artifact from the leader and spit on the rounded end. “You fight me and I will make your friend here regret it.” Brooke shuddered as he glared at her. He rubbed the moist tip on Sonya’s hidden lower opening, pressing it in and working it deeper. Soon it was in entirely, but the man kept pushing. He slipped his knuckles inside and then his wrist. The rounded object slid deeper, ushered by the man’s hand. He made it nearly to his elbow when he stopped and pulled his arm out with a wet slurping sound.

“You really gobbled it up down there! I see you’re becoming more accommodating. We will have to keep something in there to keep you pleased, won’t we?” He rubbed his hands upon her massive, curvy body. “You’re going to look nice in a few hours. You won’t be able to move ever again, but we’ll take good care of you.” The man laughed.

Brooke had fallen asleep somehow, unexplainably tired from the days ordeals. She turned and craned her neck. Sonya had gone from a slim, muscular woman into a heaping mess. She was enormous; all aspects of her body had grown. She sat a few feet taller, her pudgy arms crossed over her mountainous tits. Brooke noticed her belly was nearly as big as she was now. Sonya’s hips had spread outward and backward, pressing against her side and against the stone wall behind them. Her thick legs were stuck straight out, locked in place by her stomach.

“Oh my god!” Brooke couldn’t think of what to say.
“It’s okay,” Sonya’s puffed cheeks caused her words to slur. “He took it out a while ago.” He said I’m not going to get any bigger.”
Brooke was in tears, concerned for her friend. “Doesn’t it hurt?”
“No, no, it feels so nice now. He put a few things in me and it feels sooo nice.”
“What are you talking about?!”
“My body feels great when I orgasm now. You should try it. I mean, it’s better when you get bigger, but I think you’ll still like it.”
“She’s gone.” The other inflated woman said distantly. “He said that she’s going to get addicted to the feeling faster since she’s bigger.” She sighed. “We all will, I guess.”
The nameless woman’s partner burst into tears. “We’re all going to die down here!”
There was a long silence from the other two. Brooke finally turned to her friend. “What did he put in you?”
“Rocks. They feel great when I move!” Her eyes lit up as she looked down. “He said he has to take them out when he comes back, but I’m enjoying every second of it now!” Her enormous body shifted. A smooth stone clacked as it slid from between her legs. “Ooooh!” She quivered with delight.

The Favored Part IX

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A few days had passed since the army occupied their town. The invaders deemed a large portion of the villagers to be peaceful and sectioned them to a small group of houses in the center of town. The attackers had gone to great lengths to impregnate any unburdened women they encountered and kill anything that had a cock. Kell had fallen in the onslaught, as well as all of Piven’s daughters.

Krina, luckily still mobile, had disappeared with Cilia. I hope they don’t find them. Nora knew it was only a matter of time before the fanatics realized they all were blessed in other ways, but at least they were alive for now. Everyone who stayed was used frequently by the hundreds of men that set roots in their village. They are waiting to see what our children look like. They are going to kill anything that they deem as tainted. Nora looked at her heavily pregnant belly. I only have about a day or two left before they learn that my daughter is different. They already suspect it due to my size, but at least they are patient.
 
She looked to Vanita, who was enduring another double penetration from two boys in the host. Nora watched her former mate, who was now in a woman’s body, take the boys cocks with little complaint. She is Vanita now. It was hard to keep track, but he… she decided it would be simpler to take her name as well as her body. Maybe she will be spared when this is over.

Armon, the Speaker of Nhorn and leader of the army, stepped in and stood next to Nora. “You understand why this had to happen, yes?” Nora said nothing. “We have to stop this travesty. Your town of revelers were getting out of hand very quickly. It is a difficult task, but we will correct your family and one day you will be at ease once again. I hope we caught your family before they were too heavily inbred. Perhaps Kinok was marginally kind and saved you from such mortal perils.”
“Kinok will save us.”
He sighed as the men in Vanita finished, leaving the bored looking girl to clean herself. “Nhorn passes judgment, but he will be fair in the end.” Armon accompanied the men as they departed.

Alone with her mate, Norah stared at her large belly with despair. “What is going to happen to us, Vanita?”
“Mom, we’re going to make it out of this. We have a plan.”
Nora was puzzled. “What do you mean?”
“Mom, I’m Samara. Vanita is in my body now.” She wiped her mouth. “She is using my body to move around town.”
“They don’t stop her? I mean, you?”
Vanita shook her head. “They use my body and move on. They practically ignore me for now since I’m non-confrontational and I’m already pregnant. She has a secret workshop too, she moved her things there.”
“Well, what about the metal she needs? Zuli didn’t make enough last time.”
Her eyes lit up. “Trust me, we got lucky.”

Denah watched her sister working. They had convened in the secret workshop beneath the town. Cilia, like always, had planned ahead before making her escape. It was odd seeing Samara’s body moving with such confidence, quickly etching runes into the red-hot metal, inch by inch. The black crown was nearly complete and it was all thanks to her three sisters. I guess they’re my daughters too. They are older than I am now, so that title makes even less sense. This whole thing is a mess.
 
Malia, Tesha, and Numa had come to Kell early on, before the body swap, explaining their concern for their stone-hard bellies. She was thankful that her intuition was correct and they had been blessed with the same magical metal Zuli had been creating. Zuli was pregnant again, and soon they would have plenty of the metal.

I don’t think Vanita is threatened by me anymore. Now that we’re both women there is no competition. She said I could travel back into a man’s body using the ring if I wished, but I don’t want to be a slave to my desires like before. I think she feels the same way. It still feels strange being so small in this woman’s body, but it is nearly as powerful and the feelings I get when mating are indescribable. Denah saw her naked sisters sitting around the room, watching the woman at work. Some of us should head home soon, but we still have a little time.
 
Zuli noticed her approach, eyeing her hesitantly. She still doesn’t trust us, but she knows not to trust the invaders either. Denah went to her knees and carefully persuaded her legs apart. Zuli seemed almost nervous as Denah spread her lower lips and grazed her tongue upon her soft inside. I imagine it is odd seeing your former body trying to please you. A loud moan caused the others to turn and stare. Samara gave a quick glance before resuming her work.

“Malia, get beneath me.” Denah said, spreading her legs and lifting herself into the air. Her sister went on her back and put her face underneath her spread pussy. Denah shivered as she was being licked, while she, in kind, was giving excitement to the normally dour woman. Zuli’s face betrayed her building pleasure. She shifted, relaxing ever so slightly as she started to let her guard down. Malia gasped, muffled in Denah’s bush, as Numa joined into the fun, going down on her without being asked. Denah paused, seeing the two girls connecting behind her. She beckoned Tesha and soon they were all linked in a line of oral pleasure.

Tesha seemed to be the most vigorous of the group, causing her sister to gasp and squirm, which in turn caused the rest of them to feel some of the after effects. Denah continued, moving her tongue in and around Zuli’s entrance, finding the little button on the upper section and lightly suckling it. Malia gripped her ass, spreading it as she too found Denah’s clit. They were all breathing heavily, making occasional slurping sounds as they explored one another.

Denah felt warmth flowing through her body. She pinched her nipple as the excitement grew. Zuli grunted as she neared climax, pushing Denah’s head against her bush, rubbing a hand on her side, fully lost in the moment. She trembled and looked as if she might cry with ecstasy.

Denah was happy that her mate finished first. It took mere moments before she also felt the wave of euphoria that no man could ever feel. She tensed, moving her legs outward, smothering her sister, who continued to probe her lower reaches with her nimble tongue. Denah tweaked her nipple and grabbed Malia’s hair as she embraced the magical sensations. She felt the girl on the bottom pressing upward, signaling that, she too, was finding release.

Denah stood, moving over to plant a few quick kisses on Tesha’s opening. She was already wet with arousal, grabbing handfuls of Denah’s hair. She finished at the same time her sister did. Both girls rubbed their bodies as the sensation passed. Finally sated, they all uncoupled and wiped their faces.

Samara, who continued etching runes, kept her eyes focused as she scoffed. “Playtime is over now. Denah, bring this to your Mother.” She sat up and used a pair of metal tongs to dunk the hot metal into water. Steam erupted and she removed the finished artifact. “Let me tell you how it works.”

“Kell is that really you?” She looked up to her son’s new face.
“Zuli said I could use her former name. I’m Denah now, mom.” The honed girl smiled, placing a hand upon her mother’s shoulder. “Vanita told me to give this to you. She said that it ‘presents you as you wish to be perceived.’” She offered the simple, etched black crown. It was flared to two points in the front and it was reasonably light.
Nora inspected it. “So, if I think I’m a cow then people will see that?”
“Yes, but you are much too beautiful for that.” Denah smiled. “She said that you need to present yourself as Acharon, be the image of death and the army will rout.”

Nora recalled the paintings from her visit to the town, seeing the horrifying visage of the creature associated with Acharon. She took the crown carefully and nodded. “If it will drive them away.”
“She said that your thoughts need to be focused while you’re wearing it. If you get distracted then it could have undesirable effects. He also told me to stay away when you try it.”

Nora arose, her belly causing her to lean forward noticeably. She carried her burdened frame through the door and saw her daughters and half daughters being used by the countless warriors. Most ignored her as she marched ahead in the grass. Shorter, with a smaller frame, and far more pregnant than her daughters, Nora watched freely for a long time before two younger fighters headed her direction. The boys dropped their weapons and stroked their cocks as they eyed her hungrily. They must not be able to get action anywhere else. Most of them avoid me since I’m so huge. Nora lifted the crown onto her head and watched their reaction.

Instead of being horrified, the boys grinned with delight as they groped her and lowered her onto the grass. One squeezed her milk-laden breasts, putting both nipples into his mouth and drinking from her bosom. The other lifted her legs, rubbing her feet as he planted small kisses from her ankle to her inner thighs. The first boy saw the other and shoved him away as he crawled down and slipped his tool into her wet slit. The boy barely lasted five thrusts before he unloaded inside her. The other boy pulled him back and took his place. He lasted slightly longer before he added to the deposit.

Nora loved the sensations, as both of them continued touching her all over. The boys cocks regrew and she knew they would be ready again soon. She heard quiet footsteps and noticed many more of the invaders approaching. The newcomers had abandoned her daughters and turned their attention to her. Soon, Nora was surrounded by men and boys, all ready to plant their seed. I was horny so I guess I wanted them to see me as desirable. She tried to think of something else, but the sensation of thirty men rubbing her body all over was more than a little distracting. Their fingers are touching every nook and cranny – I love it! Men took turns fucking her, as others pleased her in unthought ways. Soon the afternoon sun was blotted out by men reaching in, trying desperately to touch her, if only for a fleeting moment. She was completely lost in the sensations.

She wasn’t sure how long it had lasted, but she had felt numerous orgasms by the hands and cocks of hundreds of warriors. Feeling completely drained, with her mind foggy, she had to struggle to focus her thoughts. I am pure evil. She had to grasp at the sentiment a few times before all the men around her yanked their hands away in pure revulsion. Within an instant they scattered, tripping over one another as most abandoned their weapons and sprinted as if their lives depended on it. Others hid and cowered around the buildings. She could see even her daughters were frozen in terror as they watched the projected monster standing a short distance away.

After some time passed she slipped the crown off. She walked to one of her terror-stricken daughters and offered her hand. The  woman trembled as she wept. Gods, what have I done? “It’s okay, it was only a trick!” The girl was inconsolable, still quaking with fright.


Krina huffed as she waddled through the stream. Her breasts far surpassed a normal size, sagging to her smooth belly. They had travelled upstream for hours, finally assured that no one would come here looking for them. Cilia stood in the knee-deep brook, watching her mother splashing water over her head, allowing it to trickle down her tiny, yet buxom body.
She became hard as she watched her mom’s backside. “Mother, may I… use you?”
Krina rolled her eyes. “Yes, but hurry. They will find us if we don’t keep moving!”
“I promise you, we are safe here.”
Cilia’s cock twitched with excitement as Krina bent forward and took her daughter’s shaft into her mouth, moving back and forth to lubricate the girl’s cock. After a few pumps, Cilia circled behind her huge breasted mother and spread one of her cheeks, easing the tip into her ass. It had been too long, and Cilia got excited from the tight warmth of her mom’s rump. She pushed in much too quickly, causing Krina to push her back as she jumped away.

“Careful! I know you’re not as big as Kell, but it still hurts if you ram it in there.”
“I’m sorry, it was just too good!”
Krina cocked her head, giving an irritated glare. “Turn around!”
“Mom, I just… let me go back in. I promise I’ll go slower.”
“No, not until you take it first.”
Cilia scoffed and rolled her eyes as she bent forward and opened her mouth. Her longer hair dipped into the water as she sucked her mother’s throbbing cock. Once ready, she stood. “It’s not the same though, yours is bigger than mine.”
“Doesn’t matter, turn around or you’re not going in my ass again!”
Cilia pursed her lips and sighed dramatically, turning around and offering her small, springy ass for her mother’s use. She pinched her nipples to offset the pain as Krina pushed the tip through her opening.

Cilia stood, groaning with agony as her mom paused, only partially in. “See, I’m not that mean, I give you a little time to acclimate.” Krina held her hips, keeping the taller girl from stepping away. Krina closed her eyes as she slid deeper, embracing her daughter tightly from behind, squishing her enormous breasts against her back. Cilia’s hands shook as she pinched her small tits, grunting as her mother sank her cock in her ass up to the hilt. She grit her teeth and tensed as Krina fit her whole cock into the girl’s tight asshole.

Drawing back, Krina moaned and shifted before pushing it back in slightly deeper. Cilia opened her eyes with a hurt expression. Putting both hands out to stabilize the two of them as her own shaft began spurting her seed into the water. Krina held her arms in such a way that she was unable to touch herself as she orgasmed. Krina enjoyed the tightening hole, pounding her excitedly for a few moments before she blasted her thick cream into her daughter’s butt.

Krina slipped out and allowed her unlikely mate to stumble forward, splashing in the water. “You were too rough!”
“We both had Kell, you should be used to it.”
“Mom! It felt good and bad, I guess. I tried to hold back so I could go into you, but it was too much.”
“We will have to do it again soon. We should start moving again and-” They had been too distracted to notice the approaching figures.

They were beset by four heavily built, robed women on the edge of the stream. Krina proved to be no match against their physical strength as they chased her down, striking one of her thick breasts until her daughter also submitted.
“You cannot run, you perverse… things.” A young girl appeared behind them, crinkling her nose. “You two will serve for our ritual.”
“W-what ritual?”
“It will purify your town’s inhabitants.” She gave a vindictive smile. “Only the clean will survive.”

It had been two days since the crown was finished and now another relic was completed. Vanita, no longer needing to be in Samara’s body, made the finishing touches on the Scepter of Dominance. She left the secret workshop and walked to Nora’s home. Countless men and women were starving as they sat, horrified by the unnatural images they had witnessed. Vanita had no idea the crown would be so potent. There were still hundreds of clear-minded men who were not nearby at the time Nora wore the crown, but they pulled back, hidden in the nearby woods.

She found Nora nursing her newest, already full-grown, daughter and pleasing Denah as they sat. Nora continued fingering her former mate as she spoke. “Can we fix this?”
“Yes, this will fix all of our problems. I should have known not to abuse Acharon’s power. Nhorn is far more straightforward.” Seeing her confusion, Vanita continued. “I harness the essence of the gods. I can’t say I fully understand it, but the runes I etch on the layers are symbols and phrases linked to each god. I was given knowledge of Pashia, Acharon, and Nhorn, which allowed me to craft the ring, crown, and now the scepter.”

“What does that thing do?”
Many of her daughters lived in the same dwelling, some of which had seen the vision Nora had presented. Vanita held the rod as he commanded Avril to stand. “You shall forget you ever saw Acharon.”
Avril was physically drained, but her eyes seemed to light up as she rubbed her nearly flat belly. She walked to the table and grabbed an apple from a heaping basket. She noticed the two women staring. She smiled warmly, “what?” Given no response, she shook her head and continued eating the fruit.
Vanita was pleased that it worked. “We can help everyone and we can turn our enemies back.”

Outside she called loudly, commanding everyone to stand in the clearing. Only about eighty people assembled, but it would be enough. She commanded the women to forget what they saw and head into the houses. The men, she commanded, were to gather weapons and bring them to the tree line. Once in a line they were told to call out for Armon, their mortal leader, and stab themselves. Maybe this will get his attention. Vanita felt no pity as they marched to their demise.