Frustrations

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A week had passed – shortly after Karen had her son, Betty had a daughter. Jack knew that they were both his children, but he had commanded everyone else to think they belonged to Jake and Hank respectively. He commanded the babies not to cry on multiple occasions, but it didn’t seem to affect them for some reason. Sleep was in short supply for the family, but he made sure to get enough for himself. He reasoned that he might do something stupid with the command rod if he wasn’t well rested.

They were all thankfully done with school and even Ashley passed in spite of her concerns. Jack punished Adam for forcing something up his sister’s ass and now he was completely out of the picture. All things considered, Jack was happy for his growing family. He was also pleased with his new job and the new camera he had received from the art broker. He knocked on the door, ready to take some adult photos of his next model.

The notably pregnant Asian woman answered the door with mixed emotions. “Jack?”
He touched the command rod. “Tell me, is your husband or son home?”
“No, they went out.”
“Good, let me come in to take a few photos of you.”
Principal Hyun brought him inside and past the living room where the social worker sat waiting. Alma was as surprised as he was. “Mr. Olsen, what are you doing here?”
“Uh,” He fumbled for the rod in his pocket. “Tell me what you are doing here.”
“I’m investigating your case again. Something isn’t right about my memory and Jeanette found a video.”
Mrs. Hyun gasped. “I don’t know what she is talking about, she just asked-“
“Alma, imagine that Jeanette got a call she had to take and you agreed to come back another day.” He waited for the woman to gather her papers and leave before he gave another command. The principal pleaded with her not to go, but she already had her mind set. “Jeanette, show me the video and tell me how you got it.”

She showed him the video Ken Hale had taken, showing her being inflated and fucked. She explained how Irene had come to possess it and how Alma had been building a new case against him. Alma was being far more careful this time, as she was worried something unexpected might happen. Jack touched the command rod, feeling comforted by the cool metal. “I’m here to take some photos that I’m going to sell. Do what I say and forget I was here when I leave.”

He searched through her wardrobe, finding sexy attire that was too small for her pregnant frame. He watched her strip down and slide into the black evening dress. It sat very high and only went down to her knees, but it worked. She looked huge and Jack knew that is what the buyer wanted. Her fuller breasts looked amazing in such a tight outfit. Jack snapped many photos as she sexily posed in any manner he wanted. Before she stripped again, he stepped away, deciding to make this shoot a little more exciting.

He returned a few minutes later holding the same garden hose from the recorded encounter. “Put this up your butt.”
“I don’t know, will it hurt the baby?”
“It will be fine, I cleaned it and lubed it too.”
She hesitantly lifted her dress and inserted the nozzle up her ass. At his word, she turned it on, gasping as the sudden blast of water moved through her. Jack proceeded to take more photos as she filled. The petite Asian woman tried to smile as her belly rumbled, filling with air and water. Jack directed her into different poses showing off her pregnant curves. Her belly grew, pulling the dress even tighter. Jack finally allowed her to remove her clothes, grinning as the woman rushed to remove the garment.

Jeanette grunted as she tried to pull the stretched dress over her head. “I can’t get it off!” Jack loved the concern, as he continued snapping pictures with the expensive camera. “Jack, please, it’s too tight!” He watched as the skin tight dress grew smaller over her expanding belly. I know it’s cruel, but she was conspiring with that damned social worker, so she deserves to be punished. Jeanette laid back on the bed, giving him a wonderful view of the hose snaking up into her ass. Her belly pushed the cloth to its breaking point.

There was an audible rip, which allowed her to wrestle free of her constricting dress, breathing heavily as she lay back. Jack moved closer, continuing to photograph her. She covered her face with embarrassment before he commanded her to move her arms aside. She was obviously in pain, her face tightening and showing numerous emotions as she fought to be calm for the camera.

A noise caught Jack’s attention. He looked up to see Alma peering in from the side window. Her eyes widened as she dashed away. Jack bolted out the front door and saw her frantically trying to unlock her car door. He jogged closer and ordered her to stop right as she got the door open.
“Go back inside.” He followed her across the street, making sure no one was watching. “You’re quite the nosy bitch, aren’t you?”
“I don’t know what you’re doing but it has to stop!”
He laughed as they stepped indoors. “I’ll show you exactly what I’m doing.”
“Don’t hurt me – just stop hurting us, please!”
“I’m not, we’re just having some fun.” He opened the door, revealing Mrs. Hyun lying on her back with the hose still jammed up her ass, pushing her belly high into the air. Jack knew that he had to get through to this unrelenting woman or she may never give up. “I want you to remember this and remember that I can make people do things. I can make you do things if I have to.” He could see her lower lip tremble. “I want you to make sure no one pursues this case and we don’t have any lasting trouble from this.”

He unzipped his pants and stepped between his principal’s spread legs. He stopped the flow of water, but left the hose in place. He eased his cock into her warm, wet slit, making sure Alma was still watching. She was horrified, and Jack felt bad for a moment, but then recalled how she was trying to ruin his family. He pumped the sprawled woman, wrapping his arms around her large stomach, feeling something move inside. He wasn’t sure if it was the baby or the water, but it felt strange. He picked up speed and soon he finished in her trembling pussy. Mrs. Hyun was moaning in a very unbecoming way, but Jack left her to finish by herself. She fumbled to touch herself as they both watched. She was frantic as she finally pressed a finger into her clit, rocking as orgasm took hold.

“Remember to leave me alone or this might happen to you – now go.” He wondered if he had gone too far as Alma hastily grabbed for the handle before rushing outside. He made Jeanette delete the video and forget about them once again before he allowed her to empty. “Don’t meet with Alma anymore, you’ve moved past the situation. You think I’m innocent.”

Her eyes kept drifting shut as she watched their new children suckling upon her breasts. Brooke was her daughter and Dylan was Karen’s son. Hank and Karen went to buy groceries, leaving Betty to care for their new children for a few hours. The three parents had spent all of their waking hours caring for the new family members. Jack helped some, but he was constantly out taking photos and doing things with his girlfriend. Ashley seemed nice enough, but Betty wondered if she would ever be accepting of their ‘open’ lifestyle. She thought back to the days before, when they were a normal family, and how quickly the changes happened. I still think it is weird, but everyone else is happy with it and at least Karen’s child is being raised in a loving environment. She knew Karen had endured ridicule at school, but she had stepped up to be responsible as a parent.

Betty laid upon the couch, entirely naked as usual, and she knew that most outsiders wouldn’t understand them. They had nearly lost Karen and Jack and she knew it was wrong to continue, but logic had gone out the door long ago. It was hard for her to see her husband constantly fucking her daughter, but she finally realized how close and connected they all were. Ashley might fit with us, but we have to be careful. I hope Adam is finally out of the picture too. Jack said that Jake had gotten rid of that recording, but she wondered if he might come back too. He hates Karen, but kids always make the problems more complex. For now, however, she was thankful for what she had. We’ll figure this out somehow.

Betty gently laid back, resting both babies upon her chest and belly. She still retained some weight, but Karen showed so much more – she had filled out after having her child and it mostly went to her butt. Her boobs are still big due to the milk, but that ass is amazing now. Betty smirked at the thought. I don’t think Jack has been giving her any attention since having the kids, I might have to step in. Betty’s eyes drifted closed for only a moment when she heard a noise.

With his pants on the floor, Jake moved in between her open legs. His hard cock was warm as it grazed her inner thigh. “Jake, what are you doing?” She asked in a perplexed whisper.
He put a finger up to his lips. “Don’t disturb the children.” He eased his cock into her surprisingly excited pussy. It felt amazing as the two babies drank from her nipples.
I must have fallen asleep for a minute. Why is he even here?
“I got rid of the video, so you’re safe. I just came to see my boy, but I couldn’t help myself.” He spoke softly with cautious movements. She was at a loss for words as Jake had sex with her. The babies didn’t seem to mind as his motions rocked them.

“Wh-why are you doing this to me?”
He grinned. “Want me to stop?”
“Yes!” She whispered harshly.
“Come on, I’m almost done. Just let me do this and I’ll leave.”
“Really?” She said, astounded by his audacity. He wasn’t going to wait for an answer, she could tell – he was about to finish. “Jesus, don’t cum in me!”
He slowed, giving a long sigh. “Fine.” He reached down as he slipped out, redirecting his cock into her lower hole. Betty drew a sharp breath as his wet cock spread her ass. She looked to the ceiling, trying to calm herself mentally. She closed her eyes tightly, groaning softly, trying not to disturb her children. Jake took this as acceptance, pushing in to the hilt. Once in entirely, he hit a spot that caused a tight sensation, causing her to tense and edge back with another muffled noise. Jake took full control, pounding her deeply.

Betty put the pain to the back of her mind as she fought to balance the two children upon her bouncing breasts. The kids had become detached, crying for more milk. He smiled at her as he shot into her butt. Jake reached down and directed her tits back into their mouths one at a time.
“Satisfied?” She growled.
“I need to go.”
“Then go! I’m not stopping you!”

It was too late when she realized what he meant. She could feel the hot liquid pouring into her raised posterior. Jake’s mouth hung open as he emptied his bladder into her ass.

“What the hell are you doing?!”
“Ugh, just, hold on…”
“Stop!”
“I can’t! I’m almost done.”

She grumbled, having to stay in place so none spilled onto the couch. The children were content as she felt the natural enema filling her belly. She was astounded that they boy had so much saved up. Her belly gurgled, raising slightly as she lay there. Jake carefully pulled out, stepping to the kitchen to clean up. Betty tensed as best she could, trying desperately not to leak. “Help, I can’t hold it! Bring me something!”

Jake spent a couple of minutes, running water a few times. She whimpered, feeling her strength faltering as time passed. She put her leg over the top of the couch, keeping her hips raised, having gravity assist her. She was nearly at her limit when Jake returned with an orange.
“What the fuck are you doing?”
He used some lotion from the nearby table. “I’m going to plug you up.”
She shook her head despondently as Jake brought the object low and pushed it in between her raised ass cheeks. “No, I can’t!”
He ignored her pleas, using no restraint as he forced her apart. Not a drop spilled as the large orb passed into her rump. Her stomach growled as she tried not to move. Jake looked to her eyes without care and slapped her wet pussy lightly. She closed her legs, pinching her lips as she rolled side to side, keeping a firm grasp on her attached children. The orange slid deeper from all of the lubrication, parting her painfully from the inside. Jake stood, smiling at the scene. “Thanks for the fuck and thanks for saving me a trip to the bathroom.”

“You- you can’t leave me like this!”
He shrugged. “Sure I can.”

Once the door closed, she attempted to sit up; she was weak and sore, however, and was too afraid to drop the children. She tried to roll off of the couch, but again she felt it was too risky. Her stomach made many noises, cramping multiple times as she waited, hoping Hank and Karen would return soon. Her ass was extremely sore, and she felt like the orange might slip out at any moment, but it was far enough in to stay until she actually pushed. He pussy glistened, and she was ashamed to say that she wanted release in that sense more than any other.

Hearing the door, she was relieved to see Hank step into the room. Karen stripped off her clothes as she walked closer, lifting little Dylan from her mother’s bosom.  He cried until she allowed him to attach to her breast. “Can you take Brooke too? I need Hank.”
Her husband gave Karen an uncertain look. She nodded, “it’s fine, just do me next, okay?”

Hank unbuckled his pants and pulled out his cock. Betty opened her legs as he lowered himself onto the couch. He slipped into her warm, moist pussy and Betty gasped with pure ecstasy. “It’s so wet down there!”
“Don’t you dare shoot in there, Dad, we don’t need more kids around here… yet.” Karen giggled from the nearby chair as she continued feeding the children.
Betty gasped as she subtly rocked her hips upon him, feeling climax getting closer.
“Honey, honey, give me a second.” Hank was obviously unprepared for such an amazing sensation. He fought to hold out as she grinded upon him. He told her to stop once again, but she couldn’t stop herself, being seconds away from cumming. Without warning, he pulled out with an agitated grunt.

“Back in! Get back in!” Betty shouted as she humped the air. Hank looked down, lining up and shoving himself back in to her ass. “Not the ass! Wait!” He paused at the blockage before ramming hard. His cock wiggled in her full asshole, adding to the mixture she held. Betty was more than frustrated at her ruined orgasm, feeling the pleasure fade away as the pain returned with full force. “Why would you do that?! Ask first next time!”

“Where did you expect him to go? He had to finish somewhere and you told him to go back in.” Karen interjected.
Hank gave her a quick peck on the lips. “Sorry, honey, I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
“It’s fine, it’s fine.” Betty carefully got to her feet and went upstairs to the bathroom, accepting that no pleasure would come from this experience. I’ll just have to wait for Jack to get home. She trembled, forcing the fruit free, and began the emptying process.

“Mr. Olsen?” He closed the door as he entered and Jack could see her surprise.
“Alma, do you mind if I call you Alma?”
“Mr. Olsen, what is this about?” The woman looked tired and guarded, combing through stacks of papers with a box fan blowing beside her. The slight bags under her eyes and thicker glasses showed she was not concerned with appearance, but she was pretty in spite of it. Her teal, V-neck blouse showed just a hint of cleavage, but the bra beneath kept her sizable breasts in check. She was a sexy, chubby girl next door. She doesn’t seem very scared. I might have been right to pay her another visit; I knew she would be stubborn. Her phone buzzed before her boss called over the intercom. “Alma, I need to see you in my office now, please.” The woman didn’t wait for a response. Jack commanded her to ignore the request as he sat his backpack upon the floor and removed a clear plastic jug filled with water.

“Please I haven’t forgotten I’m just trying to move-“
“Act as if I’m not here” He pulled out a Higginson syringe, a long rubber tube with a bulbous center, and sat it on her desk. He commanded her ignore the tube and bottle before he slipped her jeans down to her ankles and inserted the saliva-lubricated tip. He fed the hose through the open backed chair, into her ass, and put the other end into the water jug. He pulled it close before he slid under the desk. He gave it a firm squeeze, but she barely moved. Disappointed, he gave it five more quick pumps. She tensed, leaning forward as she groaned.

Her untrimmed pussy glistened with excitement as he delivered a few more blasts. Alma’s breasts looked even larger from beneath the desk and Jack couldn’t resist giving one a good squeeze. She put her hand upon his and another upon her belly. “What is going on?” she asked aloud, unaware of his trickery. She looked at her exposed legs with confusion as he continued filling her. The water dipped below the halfway point and her stomach puffed out. The stocky woman glanced out of the windows behind her before shifting lower in her chair to touch herself. He put his hand over her vagina, blocking her from finding release.

She put her hands back upon the desk, fidgeting as she tried to ignore the sensation. Sweating and breathing quickly, the Alma blinked rapidly, unsure of the unexpected sensations. The first bottle made a sucking sound as it drew air into the unaware woman. Her face tensed as she tried to write, pausing to hold her expanded belly. Jack was impressed she held it all so effortlessly, deciding to reward her with another bottle from the backpack. He unscrewed the cap and began pumping more fluid into her ass. Alma breathed to relax, struggling to hide her discomfort. She tried to touch herself, but he blocked her once again, adding to her annoyance.

A knock came – she frantically tried to pull her pants up, but Jack was kneeling on them. The door opened and closed. Jack peered below the enclosed desk to see the woman’s thick ankles. “I see another inconclusive report, Alma, what am I to make of this?”
“I-“ Her stomach toiled as Jack continued pumping with full, slow squeezes of the bulb.
“Alma, the Olsen case could bite us in the ass. I’m taking you off this case unless you tell me right now what you saw!”
Jack hesitated as she responded. “I didn’t see anything; the cops just saw them naked.” She shook her head. “They’re just nudists.”
“Seriously?” Jack couldn’t tell if the woman’s tone was confused or irritated.
“I don’t know what you want from me. I can’t give you anything more than that and that is what I saw!” Alma sounded as if she might break down at any moment.
There was a long pause before Jack decided to intervene. “What’s her name, Alma?”
“Ruth.”

Alma tensed as Ruth stomped around the desk. “What the-“
“Ruth, I want you to accept Alma’s answers; close the Olsen case and forget everything else that happened in this room once you leave. But first, I want you to do whatever I say until you exit this room.” He got out from beneath the desk, injecting the remainder of the water into Alma’s rump. He gave a few extra pumps of air, just to see her squirm. “Don’t let any out until I say you can.”

“You’re sick, Alma.” Ruth sneered as she judged the situation.
“I-I don’t understand what is going on with me.” Alma held her stomach, swaying in her seat, her bare pussy still damp with arousal. He plucked the tube from her ass, enjoying her agony as she tightened her cheeks, trying not to spill.
Jack grinned as he thought. “She’s holding an enema and she’s all yours, Ruth. Punish her and make her beg for release, but don’t let that stop you from having fun.”

Ruth’s expression changed from revulsion to determination. She stepped closer and hoisted Alma to her feet, pushing the chair aside. Ruth was stronger than expected as she pushed the woman with an inflated belly onto the desk. Alma whimpered as Ruth prepared her, kicking her pants off of her ankles. The bigger woman drew back and slammed her open hand against Alma’s exposed ass. She gasped, unable to let out much noise due to the pain. Jack commanded her to keep quiet as Ruth landed blow after blow, turning the woman’s ass cherry red from the swats.

Alma was gasping as Ruth halted, spinning the pained woman over onto her back. Ruth yanked her shirt high, exposing her distended belly and large black bra. At Jack’s command, Ruth grabbed ahold of the undergarment and ripped it apart with all of her might. Alma’s enormous breasts spilled free as her torn bra fell to either side. Ruth grinned as she bent down and forcefully latched on to one of Alma’s hefty tits.

Jack enjoyed Alma’s pained and horrified expression as her boss manhandled her. He pulled the large woman’s pants down to her knees. She let Alma’s tit fall from her lips. “What do you think you’re doing?”
“She got the water, you get the air.” He popped the nozzle into her wide ass, causing her to jump upright. He pumped as fast as he could. “Take it.”
Ruth grit her teeth and grabbed Alma’s shoulders, rotating her upon the table. Papers fell as she pulled the woman into position, her head hanging between Ruth’s meaty thighs. Her boss edged forward and pressed her pussy onto Alma’s face, muting her complaints. Ruth put her arms out to support herself as Jack proceeded to force air into her ass. Alma struggled, flopping her chubby frame from side to side as she tried to catch her breath. Ruth finally lifted, allowing her to recover for a few moments before burying her again.

Jack was still pumping furiously as he walked around the desk. He put the bulb upon the table and pressed it down as he used his opposing hand to unfasten his pants. Ruth lifted up again, holding her stomach as he relentlessly forced more in. Ruth used some calming breaths before pushing her hips lower again. Ruth’s big belly had grown, touching Alma’s flattened tits.

Jack nudged Alma’s legs wide as she fought to free herself. He pushed in to her moist pussy and stopped, acclimating to the amazing sensation. Alma’s water filled stomach wobbled as she lifted her legs high, allowing him to press deeper. She used her arms to nudge Ruth off for a moment. Catching her breath again, Alma grabbed her legs as her boss pushed onto her face again. Jack continued pumping and he could see Ruth was in the final throes.

The heavy set woman bent down and licked Alma’s clit as Jack fucked her. He stopped pumping air into the woman, grabbing Alma’s hips as he built to his own finish. He released, feeling a chill of pleasure take hold. The sensation caused Alma’s body to violently shake and that in turn caused Ruth  to grunt like an animal. Ruth stepped back and Alma shot upward, her hair a mess and her face wet with the woman’s juices. Jack gave a few more pumps, causing Ruth to jump, grumbling at the pain.

He yanked the hose free and brought it to the sink to clean it. Both Ruth and Alma awkwardly put their clothes back on. Alma removed her ruined bra, shaking her head with confusion. “We shouldn’t have done that.”
Ruth scowled as she swatted Alma’s uncovered tit. Jack couldn’t help but laugh. “Finish getting dressed and go home for the day, both of you.” He guessed that they would endure their enemas for the whole trip home, but he didn’t mind. They deserve it.

A Woman’s Touch

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She finally got a response from Jack saying he’d be back tomorrow night. Why wouldn’t he just let me know? She checked in and took a seat, waiting for her third appointment with the therapist. This isn’t helping at all! She keeps trying to dig deeper, but I can’t tell her my real concern is about a about the magical scepter that controls people. Ashley scoffed at the thought. Thanks to that, my dad might have gotten me pregnant and a scary guy said he’d be back to take it from us. He should be back already, but I’m glad he’s not. Jack should be worried about Jake’s blackmail tape, but they don’t seem to have a care in the world.

A few minutes passed before someone else came in. Ashley looked up, recognizing the voice as she greeted the secretary. Candice turned at the same time, her confusion turning to amusement in an instant. “We need to talk!” Candice led her into the hallway of the office building.
“What do you want? What are you even doing here?” Ashley asked in a loud whisper.

“Calm your tits. My mom works here. I assume you already know her.” Candice smiled, putting a hand on Ashley’s shoulder. “Anyway, I had something interesting happen a few days ago.” She leaned against the wall, pausing for effect. “Jake came to me, demanding that I destroy the copy of a disk that he gave me last week. He was adamant about it, so I showed him the broken CD. Well, being the crafty sort I am, it wasn’t the same CD. So, naturally, my interest was piqued and I just had to see what all the fuss was about! The things that Jack’s mother did on there… It was gold!” Candice gestured as she continued. “Now, my question is how they scared Jake so badly that he would want to destroy that? I’m thinking they did something really major and I want to know what it was before I even think of turning that back over.”

“Where is it now?”
“One copy is in there.” The confident, brown-eyed blonde wagged her finger. “But good luck finding it. The other is in a friend’s hands. Don’t worry, both of them don’t know what it is and the file is password protected.”
“What do you want for it?”
“Tell me what they did to Jake.”
“I don’t know!”
“Well, better find out soon or they’re going to see that video first hand when I upload it to a porn site!” The door opened before they could continue. The secretary said the psychiatrist was ready for Ashley now.
Candice laughed, pointing her to the door. “Hope it goes well, be honest with her!”

After the trip, Jack had let slip how he had acquired a few thousand dollars. “It was just the one time, Karen. The other times I just commanded the guys to think they had sex with her before paying. Everyone wins!”
“Jack, you can’t do that!” She slowed down, scolding him. “You let someone have sex with our mother for money, don’t you understand how awful that is? You even forced Dad to fuck some random girl. You have to see how horrible you are being.”

Karen had asked him to put the command rod out of their reach. He couldn’t help but glance at it, sitting upon his computer desk. “I was just trying to help them. I was trying to help us. If we get money this way then our parents don’t need jobs!”
“I understand you’re trying to help, but this isn’t the right way to go about it. There are better ways we could make money and not everything has to involve sex! We just got our parents back – you have to be more careful!”

He gave another glance to the command rod before conceding. “I-I know. You’re right, but I just… I’m nervous. We’re going to have two more children soon and I don’t know anything about babies.”
Karen gave a melancholy smile. “I’m nervous too, but there’s no going back now. We’ll figure this out, but you have to be more careful. These are people’s lives you-”

Their conversation stopped as they heard footsteps. A quick knock came before Ashley barged in. “I can’t believe you’d just up and leave without telling me!”
“Why would I tell you? We just took a few days away.” There was a tense silence. “Why did you try to command our parents not to have sex with us?”
Ashley was appalled by the question. “Because they’re your parents! Isn’t that reason enough?”
“Didn’t you say your dad was fucking you?”
She went quiet for a long while. “I didn’t say I wanted it.”
“She was just trying to help us, Jack.” Karen interjected. “She was doing what she thought was right, just like you were doing.”

Ashley obviously didn’t fully understand, but she was happy for the support. “I’m sorry I did that, but I need that command rod, Jack.” Ashley stood above the siblings. “I’m failing out of school.” She said sullenly. “You know, I think you’d be a little more worried about the guy blackmailing your Mom or maybe the guy that could come back anytime to take the command rod from you! No, instead you go on a fucking vacation!” She huffed.

“It will be fine!” Jack tried to calm her. “We already took care of Jake before we left.”
“Yeah, you commanded him to destroy the disk, didn’t you?” Ashley rolled her eyes. “Candice still has a copy and she’s threatening to post it online if I don’t tell her how you scared Jake.”

Jack and Karen exchanged a nervous glance.
“Let me worry about that. Just let me take it for a day.”
“Fine, take the command rod. We need to talk anyway.” Karen seemed very uplifted by that sentiment.
Ashley snatched the rod from the desk. “Thanks.”
“How about we don’t make any big decisions without approval from all of us?” Karen offered. “We could vote or something and then we wouldn’t upset each other.”
“Fine, but I still need this to fix my personal stuff, okay?”
Jack nodded. “Yeah, okay. Just bring it back tomorrow night.”

Ashley finally had the command rod, but she didn’t exactly have a plan for it. She decided to deal with her father first. She found him in the kitchen reading the newspaper, taking a sip of coffee as she came down the stairs.

“Morning.” He spoke curtly, moving his reading material aside. “You were at the Olsen’s house again, weren’t you?”
“How did you-“
“Honey.” He tilted his head, beckoning her with his finger. “Come here.” Ashley stepped in front of him. He angrily unbuttoned her shorts and pulled them to her knees. “Turn around.”

He stood, walking her to the countertop. He leaned her forward and she tensed for the incoming slap on her backside. Nothing came and she turned to see him holding a flat wooden spoon. “I will make you listen to me young lady.”

“No, wait-“ Ashley bucked forward from the first strike. “Ow!”

He hit her again and again, increasing the force with each blow. She screamed in pain, trying to reach back and cover her tender rump, but he easily held her arms away. “Oh my god, it hurts so much! Please, please!” She whined, crying out as he continued. Her red ass rippling as he spanked her with the large wooden utensil. Finally he stopped, casting it onto the floor as she heard his belt buckle being undone. He dropped his pants and nudged his throbbing cock between her legs.

Ashley was still reeling from the pain as she felt him spit on her painfully parted ass. Her rosy cheeks hurt to the touch and he wasn’t kind when holding them apart. The ache distracted her, allowed him to move in all the way with little complaint. He moaned as he started moving, holding her hips, pulling her onto him. Her posterior pulsed with pain as he fucked her ass roughly.

“Dad… I can’t… It’s too much.” She wasn’t able to reach the command rod as he held her in place upon the countertop.
“Just a little longer.”
She cried. “Please! You’re hurting me!” I did this. I pushed him to give me more attention and he saw me as a lover and a daughter. He thinks this is acceptable punishment now. I mean, I kind of like it, but this is too far. She gasped as he rammed a little harder.
“Just a little…” He pressed in hard and she was relieved to feel him finishing in her butt. He pushed her ass flat, causing her ass to ache as he filled her. After a pause, he moved away, pulling his pants up. She turned, wiping the tears from her eyes before she also pulled up her shorts. She reached into the pocket and held the command rod.

“Dad, I want you to forget that we’ve been having sex. We can’t keep doing it, so you have to stop fucking me in the future too. And I want you to be confident that I’m going to fix my grades before school is over.”

His lost eyes snapped back to reality after a few seconds. “What’s wrong, honey?”
“I just stubbed my toe.” She sniffled, “I’ll be okay.”

At school, Ashley decided to tackle her grades next. Finals were still a few days out, and those would be the deciding factor. I need to pass those tests. I can’t go to Mrs. Moreno – Jack told me how she was immune to it, but I think she’ll be lenient since I’m going to therapy. She had already gone to two of her teachers and commanded them to show her the answers. The last teacher was Mrs. Sanderson. She’s a complete bitch. She thinks I brought all of my problems upon myself.

She found the busty young blonde woman alone in her classroom, taking time to organize her desk. “Yes, Ashley?” She sounds like my dad did this morning.
“Show me the answer key to Friday’s test.” The pretty, young teacher pushed her hair back as she opened a drawer and produced a blue folder. Ashley took a photo with her phone before handing it back. A sexy blonde with big boobs and a perfect ass; I wonder if Jack has done anything with her. “Have you had sex with Jack Olsen?” The woman shook her head.

Ashley shrugged and headed for the door and then a thought stopped her. “Remember everything you were commanded to forget. Did Jack have sex with you?” The attractive woman nodded. “Tell me about it.”

Mrs. Sanderson sighed. “He came in and wanted me to help his grades. I told him I was sorry for being so harsh on him, so I let him fuck me. He came in again and I let him suck on my tits for a little bit while I jerked him off. I’m glad he understands and isn’t upset.”
“You’ve gotta be kidding.”
“He was actually helping me. I’m starting to make too much milk now and it’s a pain to use those pumps all the time.”
“You-You’re pregnant?”
“Yep!” She spoke with surprising glee. “Found out five months ago. Actually, could you ask him to stop by again, they’re getting kind of full and I forgot my pump at home.”
“I can’t believe him!” She commanded her to forget the encounters once again. Ashley couldn’t help but stare at the girl’s large tits. You can’t blame him for wanting to have some fun; she’s married and no one will ever know. He probably commanded her to be nicer to him too. Ashley locked the door and lowered the blinds. She unfastened her shorts, walked around, and stripped her bottoms before sitting on the desk.

She sat the rod beside her, touching it as she spoke. “Let me suck on your tit for a little bit while you touch me.”

Mrs. Sanderson smiled more warmly than she had ever seen before. The woman removed her shirt and undid her thick bra. Ashley noticed the cups were damp and her nipples were hard. Five months pregnant and she only has a small baby bump. I would never have guessed! Ashley held one of the woman’s heavy breasts and sucked on the center. The milk was extremely sweet, and it took a while for Ashley to acclimate. After a few gulps, she didn’t mind the taste.

Her teacher reached down and slipped a finger into her student’s wet opening. Ashley moaned as she gulped down the thick creamy milk. Looking up, watching Mrs. Sanderson’s face as she pleasured her. The woman’s long neck craned down, her close-set hazel eyes watching as she stroked Ashley’s hair with her free hand. The woman’s smile was a rare sight, as she usually favored to scowl at her students. The teacher eased Ashley back, pushing the command rod and other objects on the desk to the side. “Suck it dry.” The older woman said with a moan.

Ashley laid back and took the woman’s tit back into her mouth, drinking vigorously. She was enjoying the taste now, wanting to get as much as she could from the expectant woman. Ashley lifted her hips as the finger in her pussy moved deeper. Her skin warmed and her breathing quickened. They were enjoying one another when the doorknob turned, causing Mrs. Sanderson to rise up and pull her breast from Ashley’s mouth with a loud pop. Milk ran down the horizontal girl’s cheek.

“Tabitha!” The man closed the door and fumbled with the lock until it made a click. I must not have turned it far enough, Ashley lamented.
“Wh-what are you doing here?”
He held up a brown paper bag. “I was going to stop by and drop off a muffin for you before your next class. What the hell are you doing?”
She looked down, beyond her exposed chest, to the girl sitting upon her elbows. Ashley closed her legs as he looked. She took the command rod, attempting to salvage the situation. “Fuck her like I’m not here and let me keep sucking on her.”

The man with a five-o-clock shadow and deep blue eyes sat the bag on her chair before he undid his jeans. “Get on the desk and let me do you before I go.”
Tabitha checked the clock before sighing and removing her tight jeans and panties, sliding them to the floor. Now nude, she crawled upon the desk and straddled Ashley, planting her milk-laden breasts upon her face. The man licked her pussy for a moment before he pulled her closer. Entwined, Ashley also slid to the edge of the desk. She put her legs up and around her teacher’s hips, pressing their bushes against one another.

Ashley continued drinking as the man guided himself into his wife’s damp slit. Tabitha moaned, hugging Ashley as she pushed back onto him. Ashley could feel the warmth and wetness from her teacher’s privates.

The man thrust hard, causing his wife to pull forward. “Not too hard, babe!”
“Sorry, it feels too good!”

The man calmed, pumping her softly, causing them both to sweat with pleasure. Ashley wrapped her arms around Mrs. Sanderson, being enveloped in the teasing pleasure of the motions and feeling the man’s balls tickling her privates. Ashley raised her hips with excitement as the man moved faster. She could tell he was about to orgasm, and with a milky tit still in her mouth, Ashley forced the woman above back onto her husband’s shaft. Tabitha bucked away, gasping. “Ow, babe!”

The frenzied man pulled back and slid into Ashley’s unprepared pussy. She hugged the curvy woman tightly, mashing her face into the girl’s large breast, feeling immense pleasure as she drank from her teacher. The man pulled back and drove back in as deep as possible before he blew his load. Ashley didn’t care, as she climaxed moments later, full of his cum. She moaned, muffled by the fleshy breast in her mouth. I can’t believe that just happened! I don’t even know the guy’s name!

He pulled out and buttoned his pants. “You really tightened up at the end!”
“Yeah! Be more careful!”
He smiled and slapped her ass. “Thanks for the quickie, see you later.” He went to the door. “I’ll lock it as I go so you can get dressed.”

He left and the woman slid off the desk. She allowed Ashley to continue drinking from her chest as she reached down and fingered herself to completion. The tit finally seemed to be empty and Ashley felt immensely full, but pleased that she drank it all. She got off the desk and grabbed her shorts, feeling the milk sloshing in her belly and the cum dripping from her pussy.

She turned to see the woman’s large chest was now lopsided. Tabitha looked down and then back at her with concern. “You can’t leave them like this.”
“Sorry, I am way too full. No one will notice.” She lied.
“Kids are going to notice that one of my tits is half the size!” She pleaded. “I have class in ten minutes!”
“Forget I was here and don’t worry about your boobs.” Ashley helped her clean her desk as she dressed.

Ashley unlocked the door gave another glance back to her teacher. The woman’s left breast was a little more than double the size of the right and it hung lower with the weight of the milk under her shirt. I am no better than Jack, but I guess I am fixing my problems. I just have to deal with the psychiatrist and her bitch of a daughter and I’ll be set. She thought about the warmth in between her legs. I was probably already pregnant, but I better be careful, anyway. She headed to the bathroom to clean herself up.

Stephanie had confirmed her fears. I’m fucking pregnant. She had discussed it with Henry and she was more than a little upset. My goddamned nephew drugged me or something and got me pregnant! I’m going to make him suffer. Who knows how many people he knocked up recently? She took a sick day from work and decided to pay him a visit. She waited outside their house until Jack and Karen went in the back door.

She walked angrily to the door. She was about to knock when she saw through the window that Hank was watching television. She reached down and found the door was unlocked. She eased it open and closed it quietly. No need to involve him until I have some concrete evidence; I bet Jack is drugging Betty too. She crept up the stairs and heard some movement in Jack’s room. Was that a grunt? She turned the doorknob and pushed his door open.

She was stunned to see Karen riding her brother with her back toward the doorway. She was bouncing heavily upon him, her pregnant belly driving her down onto his hips each time. “Can you fill me up just a little?”
“I’m about to, yeah.”
“No, I mean in the bathroom. Give me an enema. I haven’t done it in a long time.”
“Oh, sure.”

Stephanie hurriedly closed the door as Karen crawled off of the bed. Knowing she couldn’t make it downstairs in time, Steph ducked into the closest room. Of course, I choose the goddamned bathroom! She moved through the mostly dark room and hid behind the shower curtain. They were already closing the door when she remembered what they were planning to do. Fuck, I’m trapped. Maybe if I stay at the far end he won’t notice me. She stepped to the back of the bathtub, hoping he wouldn’t spot her.

The lights went on and there was a short silence before Karen gasped. Jack quietly moved closer and yanked the curtain aside, surprising his aunt. “What are you doing here?”
“I-I…” Steph stuttered, unable to speak.
Jack looked to his sister, both of them completely naked. “Do you think she wants… to fill up?”
“Maybe.”
“I’m leaving.” Steph stepped out of the shower.
“Wait, you came here for a reason. It’s fine, just fill up with us and no one has to know!” Karen reasoned.
“I… I should be going, what if Hank comes-“
“He knows we fuck after school. I go get him off later.” Karen smiled.
Jesus, I was right! They’re all influenced by him. “Jack, how are you able to make them do this?”
He looked to Karen with uncertainty. “I have something special.” He put a hand on his aunt’s chest, still aroused. Steph swatted it away. “I am not going to do this!”
Jack grinned, yanking on her blouse, sending buttons bouncing upon the floor. “Yes you are. I can call dad up here and tell him how you broke in to have sex with us.”
“You are the-“ She stopped abruptly, realizing how this looked. “You goddamned little shit!”

Jack grabbed her, sliding her shorts down as she struggled. She fought awkwardly with her naked nephew as he got her black shorts down to her knees. Meanwhile Karen was unscrewing the showerhead, bringing the hose over and lubricating the end. Steph squirmed, but Karen was able to push it between her clenched cheeks and into her bottom, turning the water on full blast.

A torrent of water and air erupted in her ass. Jack held her as she tried to reach for the hose. “Just take it and quit fighting us! This is really what you want, isn’t it, Steph?”
She gasped as she wrapped her arms around him squeezing him hard. “It’s too much!” Her belly vibrated as it filled between them.
“You can take it. I’ll turn it down in just a minute.” Karen said behind her.
“I can’t! I can’t! No…” Her complaints trailed off as she whimpered. She pulled away from Jack and lunged to the side in an attempt to get away from the blast. The bathmat beneath her slid, causing her to land on her hands and knees with the hose still lodged deep in her asshole. “Karen… you have to… Don’t listen to him. Stop this!”

Karen watched the inflating woman groveling. She reached back and moved the handle down, slowing the blast. “Remember that time I spilled fruit punch on your couch when I was seven? You made me scrub at that red blotch for fifteen minutes. I remember you also didn’t let me eat dinner that night too.” Karen jammed the handle upward again as she spoke calmly. “This is payback.”

Jack laughed as he rubbed Steph’s back. “Don’t mess with her!” He reached below to rub her hanging belly. “You can take a little more, I’m sure.”

Stephanie couldn’t make any coherent words. Her mind felt hazy as she tried to stay upright. She looked down to see her belly hanging nearly to the floor. I’m going to look like this soon and then I’m going to have his kid – my nephew’s kid. Why is this happening to me? After about thirty seconds, Karen stopped the flow of water and gently removed the hose. Steph swayed before tipping over slowly, lying on her side with her massive belly resting upon the tile. I look eight months pregnant.
 
“My turn.” Karen put her leg up on the edge of the bathtub and inserted the hose. She clenched her teeth as she fed it in and then pushed the water on halfway. “Okay, come here and fuck me quick, Jack.” Steph was nearly delirious as she watched the siblings embrace. Jack’s hand pressed the handle to max after he made it inside.

Karen yelped as she leaned forward with her leg still raised. Jack pressed up at an angle, accommodating her already huge stomach. “You’re so tight!” He pounded her hard, both keeping their balance with no small effort. “I’m gonna.”
“Me too, don’t stop!” She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and matched his motions. Jack finished first and she followed within moments. Both of them breathed heavily as they weakened and relaxed. Karen launched a hand out to stop the water. She moaned as she detached the hose and bent forward, recovering. “We should help her up.”

Steph was lying in a delirium as the pregnant girl and her brother grabbed her arms and her shoulders, struggling to lift her. Steph was tall and normally slim, but she had taken a lot of air and water. Her whole body cramped as the mixture moved around inside. However, her wet pussy showed that she did like this on some level. After two more tries, they finally got her upright.

“Oh, oh, get me to the…” She waddled to the toilet and plopped down, releasing a fountain instantly.
“I guess I’m glad she held it in for that long.” He looked to his sister. “How about you; can you make it downstairs?”
“Yeah, I can hold it in.” She closed her eyes as she held her belly. “I bet dad will want to take a turn with me on my way, though. At least he’s usually pretty quick.”

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 III

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It had been a rough few days. Nora and Krina had to take shifts to gather as much food and water as they could while the other watched the children and kept Kell satisfied. He wore them both out, using their bodies every few hours. He didn’t care that Krina had a shaft as he did, he only wanted her ass.

Krina didn’t seem to mind his massive organ in her rump. It certainly caused her anguish and pain, but it also brought enjoyment after some time. The deepest he’d been able to go was about halfway before he blew his load, and she seemed to enjoy that part.

Now waiting with the kids, Nora was heavily pregnant again, and she knew that she probably wouldn’t be able to move by tomorrow. She knew her next child would be the same size as Kell and she was not looking forward to the final day of pregnancy or the birth itself. But, she had no choice. Nora regretted following Krina to the mistress that day. If she had stayed back then she wouldn’t have been punished alongside her. At least she had grown accustomed to Kell’s increased size.

Krina’s children looked to be about 3 or 4 already. They grew faster than normal and ate constantly. Krina was unable to feed them, as her nipples allowed too much milk through; she didn’t want to risk choking the kids. That was another burden Nora took upon herself until they grew.

They drank from Nora as Kell stood with a hungry look in his eyes. She knew that he wasn’t approaching her for food. Nora held the two children in her arms, one attached to each breast as she spread her legs for him. She knew she had to keep him entertained or he might head back into town and get into trouble. He knew to bring his organ around for her to lick upon. She gagged a few times before he moved into position between her legs. He held her belly lightly as he pushed in.

Nora used short, quick breaths to alleviate the initial pain. Once that passed, it felt pleasant. She made sure the children in her arms were secure and watched her son’s face as he pounded her. She could see him building to climax slowly. Enjoying it, Nora squeezed him down there, causing him to go into a frenzy. He held the back of the chair as he slammed her, causing her belly to sway and the children to detach from her breasts. She held them firmly as they cried, but pleasure was all that dominated her mind. Her son blasted his juice into her as he slowed. Nora couldn’t use her hands, instead she moved her hips hurriedly upon him.

Kell whimpered as he withdrew, overwhelmed by the feeling. Nora could curse the heavens as he ruined her orgasm. Still unable to touch herself for the wonderful release, she quivered in partial climax, kicking her legs weakly. “No, no, no! Why did you pull out, Kell?” She gave him a venomous glare.

“Sorry, mom, I couldn’t take it.” He looked so stricken.
Her senses returned. “It’s okay, I was just frustrated.” He came closer for a kiss before he sat on the bed. She knew she would have to teach him to find food, but she worried he might get aroused and go in search of release during the hunt. She set her concerns aside as Krina opened the door with a basketful of apples.

They smiled, elated by the bounty she had gathered. Nora ate two as Kell carefully took the children and played with them upon the bed. They bounced and giggled as he made silly noises. Nora took a few minutes to milk Krina’s breasts. The young children couldn’t drink it yet, but there was no reason to let the milk go to waste. They had decided to drink it themselves.

After that, Nora’s mind wandered back to her primal urges. She walked close and lightly stroked Krina’s limp organ. It rose as her fingers wrapped around it. “Want some release?” Krina nodded, having only reached climax through the rough encounters with Kell.

Nora sat upon a chair and guided the small-framed woman closer. Nora took Krina’s swollen organ into her mouth, licking the bottom with her tongue. She carefully allowed it deeper and deeper until her nose pressed into the girl’s bush. Nora choked as she pulled back. Thick saliva glistened upon the girl’s cock as she stepped around and got on her knees. Krina moved her legs apart and found the spot easily.

Watching the doe-eyed girl in front of her, Nora felt her warm, soft shaft slide inside. “Go all the way.” Krina made no complaints, moving in until it was in to the hilt. It felt amazing with a woman’s gentle touch. Moving her hands upon her distended belly, Krina knew exactly how to arouse her. Nora opened her eyes to see Kell watching them from the bed, and he was fully aroused. She knew this was bound to happen.

Krina closed her eyes and leaned forward. Nora took the opportunity, signaling for her son to be quiet as she pointed to Krina’s backside. Better her than me, Nora thought selfishly. Kell sneakily moved behind her and knelt. He used his own saliva, rubbing the natural lubricant upon himself liberally. Nora nodded to him as she held Krina’s head high and gave her a passionate kiss.

The girl’s eyes doubled in size as her lips pressed into Nora’s. The girl gave a muffled scream as Kell slipped it in her ass. Kell smiled behind her, unaware of the pain she had to be enduring. Krina could not escape, pegged in place between them. She wrapped her arms around Nora’s belly, but she knew to be gentle. She moved her hips in a desperate attempt to alleviate the pain, but Kell took that as a sign of enjoyment. Kell’s expression turned serene. She could tell he was deeper than he had ever been before.

Krina finally pulled away from Nora’s deep kiss. “Oh gods, don’t move.” Kell ignored her and pressed a little more. She screamed, clutching Nora’s hips.
Nora couldn’t stymy a giggle as she felt the girl’s cock throbbing inside her. Close to finishing as well, Nora pressed her hips forward, causing Kell to increase his pace. Krina gasped as she shook, awash with sensations. Kell must have thought Krina was moving her hips still, as he pressed deeper until he finally blew his load. Krina whimpered, lying limply atop her pregnant friend as his seed invaded her.

Nora was so close. She disregarded her friend’s discomfort and continued moving her hips until she finally hit the peak. She felt her insides tense upon Krina’s cock, which caused her to back onto Kell’s cock. This, in turn, caused Kell to pull back. His cock slid out with a wet noise, finally freeing the shaky girl between them.

Nora gave a genuine laugh, causing her belly to shake. She watched them both stagger backward from the overwhelming pleasure. “That was fun!”
Krina was unable to form a complete sentence. She staggered before plopping onto the bed.
“I got the whole thing in this time, Mom.” He rubbed Krina’s shoulder as she fell asleep, his seed flowed down her thigh.

A short while later Nora decided to teach him how to gather water from the nearby stream. This allowed him to wash up as well as use some of his energy. They spent a few hours before returning. Krina was still sound asleep even though both children were crying. Their diapers were soiled. Nora showed Kell how to change them and then, once cleaned, they decided it was time for sleep. They had constructed two separate beds, one for the kids, and one for Nora, as she was quite expansive at this point. She drifted to sleep, seeing her son sleeping with her friend. She smiled.

Nora stirred from her dream as Kell lay beside her. He rubbed her shoulder. “Kell, no, I can’t take it again.”
“The back, then?”
She couldn’t say no to his sad eyes. “Fine, just go slow, okay.” This would be her first time. He came around and allowed her to lick the tip. Moving behind her again, he spread her cheeks and pressed his tongue into her backside. She gasped from the unexpected sensation. He nestled behind her and inserted the tip. It burned as it slid in, causing overwhelming pain. “No, no, just wait!”

After the pain lessened, she gave him the okay. He pressed in a little more and the pain returned. “No, stop again!”
He grunted, as he continued to snake the massive organ into her virgin ass. She panicked, slapping his hip frantically as she wailed. She could feel his heated fluid erupting into a place where it should not. He pulled back as he filled her, causing the pain to subside as she waited for him to finish. “Ow! Ugh, almost done back there?”
“Just a little more… Okay” He took it out. Nora had to hurry outside, as she could barely hold it in. She waddled to the bushes to relieve herself.

It hurt, but she was glad that he didn’t go in the front again. Tired and sore, she rejoined them. Everyone except Kell was asleep to her surprise. Kell smiled as he helped her into bed and kissed her goodnight. The next morning Nora was unable to rise, as she had feared. Kell tried to mount her, but Nora was in no mood.

Krina shunned him as well, opting to use her mouth instead of her lower opening. She straddled him as he lay in bed. The children played on the floor, uncaring of the scene happening nearby. Krina brought her head down, swallowing his shaft cautiously, trying not to retch. Her throat bulged out as the thick slab of meat moved farther down her windpipe. She was nearly halfway before she gagged loudly, recoiling and sputtering as she coughed. She attempted to swallow it again, but didn’t get nearly as far this time.

She pressed her milk-filled breasts together around his organ. She tried to get him closer to orgasm, moving up and down vigorously. As she came higher, she accidentally slipped. His cock caught under her left breast and snapped upward violently. Somehow, it stopped on her nipple. Aghast, she could see that the tip had opened it and was going inside the nipple. She watched with confusion as his massive cock slid deeper into her weighted left breast.

“How is this possible…” Krina looked to Nora. Kell didn’t care as he began fucking her chest. He easily pressed through her nipple until he hit her ribs. He was in less than halfway in, but he obviously enjoyed the feeling. Milk sprayed out as he humped her bosom. Krina held her tit as he pounded it, causing her to fight to stay in place above him. He held her shoulders as he neared completion. Moaning, he blasted a load into her milk-filled breast. She watched it expand outward, growing with each pulse.

Krina raised her chest; a small amount of milk dribbled onto the bed as he popped free. Her left breast was notably larger than the other. “My gods. You’ll have to do this one later to keep them even. I had no idea she meant that I could have more through these things!” Krina was giddy at the thought. “I always wished I could have four or five kids.”

A short time later she enticed Kell to slip into her right breast. Krina went to her knees and parted her large nipple to allow him access. Again he hit her ribs as he pressed in, but this time he stood with enough of an angle to go farther. Nora watched as his massive cock pressed the bottom skin of her breast downward, causing it to shake in a satisfying manner as he pleased himself. The girl looked so small compared to the man who towered above her.

Nora knew that the child in her belly would soon come into this world. I don’t know if I can handle another boy who loves me as often as he does. Kell will mate with others, but I know he wants me the most. The visible shaft of Kell’s cock throbbed, and her right tit vibrated as it grew. His seed mixed with the milk, increasing her breast to regain symmetry.

Krina set out with Kell and taught him how to forage. Nora rested, sleeping longer as the child inside her grew. The children crawled atop her to drink occasionally. She panicked at one point when she watched them go outside. Unable to move, she feared that they might wander to danger, but instead they returned. She was pleased to hear that they had learned to relieve themselves outside. They only spoke a few words, but Nora was glad to see their minds growing to match their size. Krina was elated when Nora shared what had transpired.

Another day passed and they followed a similar routine. That evening, the next child came.

The water erupted and shortly after Nora began pushing. Everyone gathered as Krina guided the adult-sized baby from Nora’s lower lips. Nora shrieked and wailed as she parted, allowing the unnaturally large shoulders to pass. The laborious ordeal lasted a few minutes until she was finally able to push hard enough. Once the shoulders were free, she knew it would be easy for the child to slide the rest of the way. “Oh my gods!” Nora yelled. “Why did it stop? It hurts so much!”

“It’s a girl! Keep pushing!” Krina watched with amazement as the buxom woman’s breasts were pressed against Nora’s stretching hole. Krina slipped her hands beneath the girl’s arms and tugged, Nora gave a piercing howl as the girl slipped past the obstruction. The girl’s slippery body moved the rest of the distance with ease. She came to rest upon the floor, crying and flailing. Krina cut her cord with a sharp rock and used some spare water to wash her. Krina cleaned the mess as the mother and daughter rested together. The others played, stealing glances of their new friend.

Nora awoke to the sound of a scuffle. Her new daughter angrily swatted Kell as he stood beside the bed. Krina was gone, so he had tried to mate with his mother and her daughter thought he was attacking. Nora knew she had to let him use her, in spite of her soreness. She soothed them and turned over. It felt awkward resting upon her heavy breasts, but she didn’t want to stand. Nora licked her fingers and used them to prepare her ass as she sucked upon his shaft. She gave him the go-ahead and he moved behind her.

It hurt immensely as it entered. Nora tried to mask the pain, but she had to stop him a couple of times. “See it’s okay.” Nora’s daughter watched uncertainly. I hate it in the butt, but I can’t get pregnant again, I have to teach him first. Trapped air made noise as he started moving with rhythm, She gripped the edge of the bed with white-knuckles as he slowly moved deeper into her ass. He wasn’t even halfway in when she felt his seed blasting inside her.

He pulled out and stepped away. Nora turned onto her side and motioned her daughter to lay with her again. She had watched beside them, and now she seemed relieved it was over. Nora marveled at her new daughter. Her gentle face, large breasts, and wide hips: she was perfect. “I think I will name you Samara.” The woman beside her gave a proud smile. I have amazing children.

The Favored Part II

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Nora awoke to the motion of her son having sex with her friend yet again. She watched him moving rhythmically as she clung tightly to him. Kell had grown so much over the past few days. Among other things, he had learned to last longer, which did wonders for their mating habits.

Beside them in bed, Nora moved a hand between her legs and explored herself, imagining her masculine son was inside of her. Nora moved between them to steal a kiss from Kell as he came closer to completion. Krina dug her nails into his back as he gave her another dose of his seed. Nora increased her pace and soon she climaxed next to them.

“Amazing. I will gather us some food for the evening.” Nora slid out of bed.

“Drink before you go?” Kell asked, having learned how to speak simple phrases.

Nora offered her breast as he knelt on the edge of the bed. He sucked roughly as she waited, trying to hide her discomfort. Her breasts were sore from all of the feedings. She was thankful, however, that he ate fruits now. She hoped to teach him how to hunt soon enough.

“I have to go back and wish for these to come out.” Krina rubbed her hands along the sides of her immense breasts. “I can’t go on with these.”

“But you know two visits aren’t allowed!” Nora reminded her as her son continued drinking.

“Did you see how many people were there? She probably won’t even remember me.”

“She’s the vassal of a god. Besides, look at yourself. Please don’t do it.”

They argued for a time, but Krina had her mind set, and Nora wouldn’t let her go alone. Once Kell finished they made their way back into town. Their furs had been torn, and the weather was nice, so they went without clothing. The line was short this time, as most people had learned not to tempt fate. Nora only wished Krina knew that lesson.

Inside the shack, the big-breasted woman behind the table grinned as they stepped forward. Nora started to speak, but Krina cut her off. “Please, mistress, I came for your blessing and you gave me children that cannot be born. I know I shall be able to recruit many more worshipers for the great God Kinok if I had some children to spread his great name.”

The woman smirked, stopping herself a few times before she finally spoke. “Your groveling is impressive. I will allow them into this world as well as many more within a shorter time. Though, I must punish you for breaking the rule regarding a second visit.” The raven-haired woman made a shunning gesture. Krina could feel her body shrinking.

Nora gave a startled expression. “You’re getting younger.”

Krina’ body shrank subtly. Her blemished skin now smooth, her hair grew fuller. Krina now looked slightly younger than Nora. Both appeared to be just past the cusp of womanhood, having just filled out. At the same time, there was an odd sensation between her legs; she looked down to see a newly formed organ hanging.

The mistress laughed. “As for you two, you’re going to be punished as well.” She made another gesture and Nora saw Kell’s member lengthen. It doubled in size, dwarfing Krina’s.

Nora was confused, afraid to ask. “What happened to me?”

“You will always have children faster, within a weeks’ time. And you may not see it, but the boy will be far more… loving now. Be thankful that I have been so kind and leave!” The guards forcefully led them outside.

“Let’s go home and prepare for your children, Krina.” Nora stepped ahead, but suddenly a hand held her hip while another pressed her forward. In the middle of town, Kell had become aroused. Nora saw surprised onlookers as he prodded between her thighs. “Ow, ow, not here!” He made it clear that he was not about to stop due to spectators. “Wait, at least get it wet.”

Krina grabbed his shaft and told him to wait. She bent down to suck it for a moment. His size meant that he only barely fit in her mouth. After a few attempts that ended in her audible gagging, she stood and allowed him to go into his mother. Nora panted as her son pressed into her. His thickness had increased, causing the encounter to be a mixture of pain and pleasure. He didn’t seem to understand that his increased girth caused discomfort, as he pounded her incessantly. She squeaked in pain as he mounted her in front of a large crowd. Public sex wasn’t uncommon since the mistress had arrived, but it was still frowned upon. It also meant other possible mates would get involved.

A burly man approached and shed his furs. He held his erection, which was not as large as Kell’s, but it certainly looked impressive. He strutted, showing his muscles, clearly trying to scare the boy away. Yet, Kell didn’t know to be frightened of the man. It came as a shock to the newcomer, as he probably rarely had anyone stand up to him. Instead of fighting for Nora, the man found another woman in the crowd.

He hoisted her leg high and entered her easily, as she must have been aroused as well. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders as he rammed into her. The man glanced over his shoulder to Nora.

She still felt discomfort, but now it was mostly pleasure. He held her hips as he continued pounding her. Nora leaned too far and stumbled forward, tensing upon him. This caused his pace to increase. Kell’s cock quaked inside her, filling her with thick goo.

Nora liked the feeling, but she was unable to orgasm by this point. She watched the other couple finish. Nora’s eyes also glanced to Krina’s erect cock. She had been aroused by the whole event. Kell dismounted, allowing Nora to walk to her friend. Nora bent forward and presented herself to Krina.

The young woman with weighted breasts and a upright cock slipped it inside without hesitation. Nora greatly enjoyed the smaller size of her member; it slid in using her son’s seed as lubricant. They both breathed heavily, and after a short time Nora reached the orgasm which had previously eluded her. The sensation was enough to send Krina to orgasm as well. She pulsed inside, giving Nora aftershocks as more people had joined in couples and trios around them.

A mixture of fluids ran down Nora’s thighs as she stepped away. She saw Kell inside another woman. Kinok, had cursed this one; she sat atop a mound of flesh, and upon inspection, it appeared to be connected. The mistress’ had caused her posterior to grow impractically large, while leaving the rest of her body small and undeveloped. The woman was immobile due to her gigantic butt, leaving her at the mercy of the townsfolk. Kell was exploiting that fact.

Kell lay upon the woman, who in turn, rested upon the two mounds of skin beneath her. Kell held her shoulders as she moaned loudly. He rocked back and forth, penetrating her completely. Nora thought about stopping him, but knew she probably couldn’t make a difference, as he was twice her size. She also couldn’t handle his organ in her again so soon, and she allowed him to continue. The girl gave pitiful grunts as he pummeled her. She wrapped her arms and legs around him as he tensed, squealing as he filled her. Nora thought she might have been enjoying it.

Nora helped her son as he crawled from atop the unmovable woman. She promised to bring the woman food the next time they visited the town, but the woman refused. “Everyone is so kind to me. I have a few other mates who support me, and I couldn’t possibly ask for support from someone so… large.” The woman sniffled. “Thank you, but you can keep him.” It was nice to see people helping one another in Kinok’s wake. Nora gave a sad smile as she tugged her sons arm. Krina followed.

They witnessed a few other favored followers as Nora ushered her son and friend out of town. A girl promised that whatever went into her pussy turned into gold. She was trying to find someone to have mate with her, assuring any man who would listen that they would be fine with a golden penis, but so far, no one had risked it for the promise of wealth. Kell had a look in his eye as if he might step forward, but Nora stopped him. “She is dangerous, no.” He seemed to understand.

Another woman had her mouth and lower lips swapped. Wearing no clothes allowed her to talk from between her legs. She sat with her female friend, who had to redirect all the men that gravitated too close. It was odd to see her normally hidden lips acting with expressions as her voice came from below.

One man waved them closer. His stomach was alarmingly large as he leaned back against a tree. Resting his hand upon his belly, he breathed heavily. “Please, help me!”

Nora was confused. “What did the mistress do to you?”

“She cursed me to swell until I released my seed. I was doing fine until my mate was ‘blessed’ and turned into a bird. She flew away and left me to burst! Just give me release and I can move again.”

Kell stopped her this time, giving her a warning with his eyes.

“I can’t, I’m sorry.”

The man looked dejectedly to Krina. “Please. I’m going to explode!”

She scoffed. “How do I get to it? I’m not putting my head down there. I might suffocate and these would get in the way.” Krina held her enormous breasts before gesturing to her limp organ. “I have this thing now so I can’t do that either.”

“Just let me go in the other hole.” The man whined. “Please, just help me!”

“Fine.” Krina waited for him to slide lower, allowing her to see his hard cock beneath the expansive belly. She turned and sat on his legs, backing up to his stomach. She wiggled her tiny behind under the pile of flesh and felt his cock touching her other hole.

“Lick your hand and use it on yourself.” The man suggested. “it will go in more easily.”

She did as he said, using her saliva to moisten her entrance as well as his shaft. It took a few tries, but eventually they connected. The tip went in a little too quickly, sending a wave of pain over Krina. Her breasts rested upon the grass as she fought through it, and after a few moments, she leaned back, sitting on him entirely. Krina’s organ suddenly hardened, resting on the grass beneath them.

“Bounce a little.” The man clenched his teeth as Krina moved upon him. He held her hips awkwardly from beside his belly. Before long, he grunted and began shooting.

Nora and Kell watched their friend’s stomach blast outward at an unbelievable pace. Each discharge visibly forced her skin outward before settling in her tummy. Krina gave a startled yelp as she accepted the flow and within seconds, she unwillingly achieved orgasm. She shot streams onto the ground as her belly continued to fill.

She began whimpering once the climax passed. The poor girl was unable to get off as he continued pouring his seed into her. Meanwhile, his stomach slowly shrank, as the fluid quickly transferred between them. His shrinking belly caused her to lie back. Hers continued to expand, weighting them both down.

“Please, please, stop!” Krina was pinned upon him, flailing her arms and legs in a futile attempt to roll off.

“I… can’t.” The man was barely able to speak as he continued to deflate beneath her.

Nora directed Kell to push Krina off the man. Their inflated friend rolled onto her full stomach, resting on her hands and knees as her belly pressed in all directions beneath her. Once separated, the man stopped shooting immediately. He retained a potbelly, in spite of the deluge he had given to her.

He clenched his teeth and gave a low scream. “Why did you do that? I wasn’t finished!”

“You didn’t say how much would come out!”

“Please, take the last of it from me!”

“No, you deal with that on your own!” Nora grumbled as she stepped around him to help her heavily burdened friend with Kell’s assistance. The man stood behind them, looking as he may give chase, but he shook his head and went back to the village.

They brought Krina to some bushes to allow her to release the thick substance. As she emptied, Nora tried to keep her breasts covered and away from her son. This, however, merely aroused him; he stepped closer hoisted her, lowering her upon his thick shaft. Knowing she couldn’t resist, she decided to spit upon it before guiding him in. As she parted her lower lips she did something that excited her. Her dampness increased as he slowly pressed her upon his throbbing organ. She started moving her hips as he held her sides. It took some time before she could fit it entirely, but once in, she wrapped her legs around him and hugged him.

Nora felt his breath upon her neck as he increased the pace. His tight, tanned skin felt warm as she gripped it. He slid his arms under her legs and held her as he hammered her. Nora clenched her eyes, pressing her chest closer and grappling his shoulders as tightly as possible. Her milk-laden breasts squished between them as he moved her lower half back and forth. Warmth invaded her lower region as he unloaded inside of her once again. He lowered her and she stumbled, as both were weak after the encounter. She was quite amazed that she had taken the entirety of it.

Krina watched them with a tired smile. They continued to their shack. Just before reaching the door, Krina yelped in surprise. She dropped to her knees as water sprayed from her nipples. “They’re coming!”

Nora could do little more than watch as a small head sprouted from one dilated nipple. Krina found a way to push, and within minutes, a baby girl entered the world. Shortly after, another girl came to the world via the second breast. They cleaned the children and cut their cords before wrapping them in furs. Nora held one, as did Krina. Kell inspected them, watching them with child-like wonder.

Nora touched her stomach, thinking of her next child to come. She became nervous as she tried to think of how to feed and teach all of these new children. The small child in her arms distracted her, so she decided her problems could wait until tomorrow.

Gender Dominance

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“I know far more than your fragile female mind could ever handle.” Gabriel spoke with derision.
Chantal was used to her brother’s misogyny, “You blow hard! You could never outwit me when dealing with magic. You just hate that a female can outmatch you, don’t you?”
He paused, “Women can’t grasp the complicated magic at work. That’s why I am a master conjurer and you are a simple alteration mage.”
She would take no more. She raised her hands and spoke a whispered sentence. She grinned as she watched him grab his lower region with a shocked expression. His chest swelled and caused his baggy tunic to become taught. His hair grew just below his shoulders and his face changed subtly. He had become a woman within minutes. He grabbed his bosom, eyes wide.

Chantal grinned, “Gabriella? I think that suits you.”
“What in the world did you do?! How?”
“It would appear you don’t understand how much I can alter.” Chantal yanked her sister’s too-small tunic over her head.
“Change me back this instant.” Gabriella covered her breasts.
“No, I think you need to learn to enjoy being a woman for a while.”
“Change me back NOW!” She stomped her foot before tearing her sister’s thin nightgown in an act of defiance, stripping her nude.
Chantal was angry for a moment. Then she giggled, “No, not until you learn your place.”
“Maybe you should learn your place as well.” Gabriel spoke a phrase. Chantal felt something strange in her stomach – she could see something… moving! She could see the outline of something beneath her skin. She grabbed her trembling belly as the object traced its way, lower and lower, until she felt it trying to get out. She could not resist the pressure against her rectum as it exited. It opened easily as the thick, slimy creature moved down her leg, onto the floor. She knelt down in discomfort, allowing the strange sensation to finish. “A snake! You put a fucking snake in me?” There was a pop as the snake vanished before her eyes.

Her cohort grinned, “Yep, how do you like that, you serpent!”
Chantal was livid. “I’ll show you a fucking snake!” She muttered a phrase and looked down, pleased to see an object growing between her legs. It quickly took form and grew – an erect penis, nearly as large as her small forearm. “Let’s see what you think of being the woman!”

Gabriella’s mouth was wide with shock… until a wry smile spread across her face. “It’s so fucking huge!”

“I knew this is what you’ve always wanted. You were just trapped in a man’s body!” Chantal moved closer, pushing her sister’s shoulder down. Gabriella knelt as instructed and put her lips upon the soft, fresh member. She could only fit a small portion down her throat at first. Chantal pressed farther, causing her to gag and pull away. Chantal held her head in place as she pressed her hips forward as much as possible. Gabriella finally wriggled free and gasped as drool ran down her chest, along her newly-formed breasts.

Chantal lifted, helping her to stand. Unlacing her sister’s pants, she slid them to the ground.
“Did that thing take the place of your pussy?”
“Yep, I haven’t figured out how to have both yet.”
The sisters stumbled to a nearby table. Gabriella sat upon the table’s edge. She licked her finger and reached behind her sibling, finding her way between Chantal’s cheeks, she pressed inside. Chantal moaned softly, sliding her meaty cock upon Gabriella’s belly as she inserted another finger into her ass, followed by another.

“Ugh, I can’t wait. Open up, Sister.” Gabriella removed her fingers and leaned back with an inviting glance. Chantal rubbed her massive penis along Gabriella’s soft mound, hurriedly searching for her new opening. She felt warmth and pressed in slightly; once she knew it was the right spot she thrust forcefully. She shrieked as she felt a shot of sudden pain from her behind. She fell forward, trying to move away from the agonizing discomfort, but it only worsened.

“Fuck yourself, sibling.” Gabriella whispered as she grabbed her sister’s butt, wrapping her legs around her hips, pulling her closer. “How does your ass feel?”
Chantal could only manage a pained moan as she was pulled forward, balls deep in her own ass.
“I didn’t feel like being your play-thing so I made a portal from my entrance to yours.” The mischievous girl relaxed her grasp before pulling her victim closer again. Chantal squeaked at each slight movement, unable to reduce her discomfort. Then she started moving on her own. She leaned forward and began pumping herself through the portal.

“You’re not supposed to enjoy it, you hussy!”
Chantal ignored her sister and moved faster, pulling out before pressing back in to the hilt again and again. She pushed in and paused for a moment, trying to prolong the feeling. Abruptly, she moaned loudly and pumped frantically. She quivered as her seed shot through the portal and into her own ass. Gabriella rolled her eyes as she watch her sister, sweating and panting on top of her. Chantal backed away, her member now hanging limply.

“I thought men were only motivated by the temptation of the flesh, dear sister!”
“In most cases they are… dear sister.”
“Change me back now or things will get worse!” Her eyes narrowed as she sat with her legs still spread.
“Of course not! In fact, I think you should be more womanly!” Chantal waved her hands and watched her sister grasp her chest. Her breasts began growing steadily, weighted by liquid. “You cow!” The mounds of flesh poured beyond Gabriella’s grasp, rolling through her fingers and onto her arms; she gave up, allowing them to hang freely as they inflated; she balled her fists and muttered a spell.

Chantal felt something in her again, although different this time. She could feel some sort of liquid pouring inside of her stomach. “You didn’t!”
Gabriella smiled. “Your spells always seem to backfire.” She reached up and jiggled her massive breasts, which seemed to increase the flow of milk into Chantal’s stomach.
Chantal groaned in discomfort. “Well, it’s a double edged sword, missy!” She grimaced as she pressed against her own belly.
Gabriella’s breasts grew and sagged slightly beyond her grasp as she whined, “Ow, stop!” She pressed her arms against them, trying to press the liquid into her sister.

Chantal growled, regaining enough composure to cast; this spell required concentration and delicate movements. Attempting to ignore her rapidly inflating belly, she made mystical symbols in the air. She was beginning to sweat once she spoke the last phrase. Suddenly, Gabriella’s hands pulled together; skin melding as they folded down. Within moments, they had been completely absorbed into her arms, leaving nothing but smooth, rounded stumps.

“What in the hell did you do?!”
Chantal spoke breathlessly. “I’ve learned a great many things since we last fought!”
“You idiot, now I can’t close the portals! Put them back!”
She paused. “I, uh… I don’t think I can.” Her sister’s irritated, confused glare edged her to continue. “I was upset, I didn’t mean to use it so soon, but you pissed me off! …I don’t know the spell to undo it, yet.” Milk still swelled her belly and her sister’s breasts. “I can stop the milk, however.” She spoke a phrase and the flow stopped. Gabriella’s breasts sagged halfway down her midriff. Chantal’s belly hanged an equal amount down her thighs.

“Why the hell would you cast a spell that you can’t reverse?”
“I told you, I was upset, I wasn’t thinking clearly!”
“You’re just a fucking stupid, hysterical woman!”
Chantal huffed. “And you’re fucking helpless. I know most of your spells require a hand gesture.” She squeezed her sister’s heavy breasts, forgetting that would force milk into her. She chose not to show her discomfort. “Now you’re at my mercy.” Beneath her belly, Chantal’s member remained rigid. “Now we’ll see how you like it in your ass, you bitch!”

Gabriella struggled ungracefully, but without hands, she couldn’t put up much of a fight. Chantal brought her back to the table and bent her over. She licked her fingers before pressing them into her sister’s virgin backside. Once she had been somewhat prepared, Chantal held her down as she poked between her cheeks, searching for the primed opening. Once she hit the mark, she nudged deeper as Gabriella squirmed and whined. “This time you’re going to take it!” She moved in and out, going slightly farther with each thrust. Once she was all the way in, she lifted her milk-filled belly, resting it upon Gabriella’s lower back; she held the opposite side of the table and slammed into her sister relentlessly.

It was tighter than she expected, but she wanted to punish her sister as much as possible. “Don’t fight and this will be over soon enough, bitch.” She emphasized the last term, knowing how her former brother used it on her in a similar fashion. She railed Gabriella relentlessly, feeling the fight leave her. Smiling, Chantal decided to add to her discomfort. She stood and pressed all the way in before she said a few phrases.

Gabriella shrieked and cried as she felt the organ in her ass growing. “No, no, make it stop! Get it out, get it ooout…” She trailed off, sobbing as she slammed her stumps upon the table. It grew immensely tighter around Chantal’s now double-thick cock. She slid it out slightly to inspect its girth – It was roughly the size of her wrist now. She pressed it back in and immediately was overwhelmed with delight. She began shooting her thick seed into her sister’s clenching butt. Her larger size increased the volume of her seed as well. She could feel thick streams erupting into her victim.

She reached down and put a hand on the side of her sister’s slightly swollen belly. “Someone else has a full tummy now.”
“Still not as big as yours, fat ass!”
“Well, we can fix that! Unlike a normal male I can keep going with this thing!” She started again, her belly rocking with her violent thrusts. Gabriella pleaded for her to stop, but she enjoyed it too much. She continued vigorously for a few minutes until she heard the door slam open.

She stopped, turning to see their austere mother standing in the doorway. “Chantal, what in the hell is going on?”
“Gabriel was insulting me so I put him in his place! This is Gabriella.” Chantal smiled as she pressed deeper, causing her now-sister to squeak in discomfort.

Magdalene couldn’t believe what she was seeing. Her former son, now a curvaceous female with grossly oversized breasts, was bending over a table while his sister had her way with him. Chantal’s belly rested upon him as she pressed her newly formed, oversized penis into his backside. Noticing his stumps, Magdalene had to ask, “What happened to your hands?” She looked to Gabriel, who turned weakly as his sister stayed in place, buried in his ass.

“She” Chantal paused for emphasis, “put a portal in my butt! I had to stop her from casting.”

Magdalene breathed deeply. “You two can’t get along for a day? You haven’t seen each other in a month and this is how you spend your time?” Her daughters said nothing. “I am going to have to punish you both.”

Magdalene unlaced her robes, allowing them to fall to the floor. She unpinned her hazel hair, allowing it to fall to her lower back. She inspected them expressionlessly, speaking a phrase, which caused a new member to grow between her legs, this one barely larger than her daughter’s. She said another phrase and moved her hands as her daughters watched with confusion.

Abruptly, Chantal lifted her hands and watched them absorb into her arms in a similar fashion to the spell she had cast on her sister. However, the spell was still continuing. They all fixated upon her arms, which were slowly melding with her torso. Magdalene watched impassively as her daughter’s arms vanished, leaving only smooth areas below her shoulders.

Chantal was breathing heavily as her mother reached lower and grabbed her posterior.
“It put the mass down here, I see.” The slightest smile came and left their stern mother’s face. She kneaded her daughter’s larger backside.
“Where did you learn to do that?” Chantal couldn’t help being amazed, viewing her malleable butt.
“I’ve forgotten more than you know, child.” Their mother spoke a few more phrases before she pulled Chantal back, causing her to slip out of her sister’s gaping rectum.

“Chantal, lay with your back on the table. Gabriel-la… climb on top.”
Gabriella looked nervous as she saw her mother’s enormous cock. “Actually, can I take that in the front?” Their mother nodded, stopping Chantal’s complaints. Gabriella backed up and sat upon her inflated sister’s slippery organ. Gabriella whimpered as she accepted the entire thing into her ass before she leaned backwards upon her sister. Once balanced, she allowed her mother to access her pussy.

Magdalene moved forward and held her daughters legs as she lined up her massive erection. She pushed forward once she felt the inviting warmth of her lower lips. She leaned forward and pushed in; this pressed Gabriella back onto her sister’s stomach. Magdalene heard them both whine and grunt in discomfort.

Gabriella felt her lower opening stretch painfully wide, but didn’t feel anything deeper; it was an odd sensation, but she knew the portal was doing its job in her sister’s ass. She could feel liquid expanding her already large breasts again. She placed her arms upon them, but her mother slapped them away. They sagged to her sides as her mom and sister fucked her. At this point, she regretted the portal in her front opening, as she could not get any womanly satisfaction, only pain in her backside.

Meanwhile, Chantal’s stomach was smashed under their weight. However, it didn’t compare to the sharp pain she felt in her backside as her mother’s rod pressed deeper. She laid in agony as her mother railed her unintentionally. She could see Gabriella’s breasts had grown even larger and now nearly rested on the table at their sides. Her stomach felt nearly empty, and now she focused entirely on the pain in her ass.

She looked up to see Magdalene losing her composure – her eyes rolled back and her chin quivered. Chantal felt a pulsing explosion in her bowels. Thick streams of cum coated her insides as her mother orgasmed. She could feel her belly grow and suddenly sink again. The portal was transferring the abnormally large amount of seed into Gabriella’s breasts, mixing with the milk. She could see her sibling’s breasts pulse outward with the thick seed before regaining their normal proportions.

Chantal desperately tried to hold back, but the sensation was too overwhelming. She started cumming into her sister’s ass without even trying. It felt humiliating as she pulsed, filling her sister’s rump as her mother had filled her. She was not above the carnal desires of men as she had thought. In fact, she adored this feeling. She blushed as she watched her mother regain her senses.

Magdalene slid out, leaving her daughter’s openings gaping and slick. She gathered her robes and dressed as her daughters lay there, completely wrecked. She spoke a phrase and helped Gabriella to sit up; Gabriella tried to hold her heavy milk laden breasts, but they were far more than armfuls and she had no hands to assist. She turned and rested them upon the table as she slid off.

“Drink from her bosom, Chantal.” Magdalene commanded impassively.
“Yuck, no. I don’t want to drink that! When you-”

“Quiet!” Magdalene came behind her buxom daughter and grabbed Gabriella’s engorged breasts. She squeezed and watched as Chantal’s posterior grew, her hips rising as the milk now filled her backside.

She was horrified. “Mom! Stop! Please!” Chantal begged.
“The more you drink the less you’ll have to carry around. It’s being absorbed into your rear.”
“No! That means my butt will be huge!”
“If you drink then it will just flow through you.” Chantal continued whining. “Drink!” Magdalene squeezed her daughter’s enormous breasts harder. They rested upon the table, but now they were returning to manageable sizes. Chantal leaned closer; her butt had doubled in size. Her small frame made her pear figure more pronounced.

She put her lips upon Gabriella’s erect nipple and sucked. The milk was thick and sweet; she didn’t mind the taste, but she knew she wouldn’t be able to drink very much. She could feel her butt grow as she tried sucking faster. After some time she was unable to drink any more of the sickeningly sweet, sometimes thick, milk, and finally gave up. Magdalene chanted another phrase and the flow stopped.

Chantal’s rump was halfway across the small table, yet the skin was still springy and tight. “It’s twice the size as it was! Please undo it!”

“You’ll have to work it off the old fashioned way now. It was already absorbed.”

Gabriella’s breasts were still easily the largest in the room, but they were nearly back where they had begun. Her mother patted Gabriella’s shoulder as she stood upright. “What do you think of your sister now?”

“At least she has a nice ass now.”
Magdalene waved her hands and spoke a spell.
They all watched as Gabriella’s hands began reforming; she moved them as she regained full motion, smiling with relief. “What about the rest?”

Magdalene stared callously. “I removed the portals, but the rest shall remain for tonight. You will take care of your sister.”
“What? You must be joking!” Chantal complained in a shrill tone.
“I am not. Any protest you may have shall wait until my return.” Chantal griped as Gabriella begged. Magdalene waved a hand to silence them. “I will hear no more. If you do not learn to respect one another then I shall be forced to elevate your punishment.” Magdalene nodded sharply before turning to leave.

As the door closed, Chantal knew that, without arms, she was almost entirely at her sister’s mercy. Gabriella smiled. “I have the upper hand now.” She snorted as she laughed.
Chantal rolled her eyes. “She will keep you as a girl if you do anything to me!”
“You know, I don’t really mind it. I love these things!” Gabriella grabbed her breasts. “And we only get punished if we aren’t getting along.” She smirked. “I will be somewhat gentle with you. I think we can play nice together, don’t you agree?”
Chantal sighed as Gabriella kneaded her supple apple-shaped bottom. “I guess so, but you have to let me do your ass again, okay?”
“Fine, but you have to show me how to get my dick back after.”
“Deal!”
Gabriella bent forward and grabbed her ankles. “Hurry up.” She felt Chantal’s rigid member sliding between her cheeks before it pressed into her already used hole. She could feel herself part as the thick piece of flesh pressed into her, filling her bowels. It took six deep thrusts before warm goo filled her as she leaned forward.

“Okay, show me how.” Gabriella demanded, her sister’s cock still buried in her ass.
“Nope, fuck you!” Chantal rammed deeper, before withdrawing completely, causing Gabriella to gasp.
“You bitch!”
“Remember, we have to get along!”
“Fuck that,” She reached back and hastily reinserted her sister’s organ into her backside. Chantal retreated, overpowered by the sensation. She backed to the wall; Gabriella followed her, pressing all the way on, accepting her organ fully. “I’m going to make you squirm!” Pinching her ass as tight as she was able, Gabriella moved her hips upon her whimpering sister.
“No, stop! It’s too much!”
“Nope, you had your chance. I’m in control now. I’m going to fuck you silly!” Gabriella looked back, grinning wickedly as she bounced back against her pinned sister. “I can fuck all night!”

The Favored Part I

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There was a long wait; the line snaked inside the shack. People exited the back way, mostly obscured from the prying eyes of those about to enter. Nora moved the curtain and passed beyond the doorway. It smelled acrid and musty in the candle-lit room. A naked, buxom woman sat behind the table in the back of the room. This was the first time the mistress had visited their town. Nora had heard stories of how she would manipulate your wishes, but occasionally she would give someone a true blessing, she hoped she would be one.

Two more people were in front of Nora, waiting to ask for their boons. The woman in the front of the line stood within a circle painted in the center of the room. She bowed her head and spoke softly. “Blessed one, I wish to receive a child in my womb.”

The woman with deep black hair smiled and raised her hand. “It is done; though, I fear the child shall not survive the birth. Next.”

The girl wept quietly as the guard led her away. He brought the next person, a man, into the circle. “Here sits Kinok’s vassal. What is your request?”

The man smiled smugly, unfastening his loin cloth. He was rather small, Nora thought.

“I wish for my member to become the same size as this carrot.” He put emphasis on certain terms, he must have heard of how Kinok can twist your words and make wishes work against you. He held up the vegetable that was large, but not too cumbersome. The mistress snapped a finger and the man watched as his organ grew to the same length as the carrot, yet he was still limp. The implication struck him: he would be enormous when he was aroused. The mistress waved him away and he scampered off, the dangling meat smacking against his thighs.

Next came a small, petite woman. She listened to the introduction and nodded her head. “I wish to have a living child in my womb and to have the child grow quickly and be healthy when it is born. I want to survive the birth and I want him to love me and be healthy for many years.”

The woman behind the table smiled and motioned to her. Her belly grew as she stood there. “You will have a beautiful baby foal!” There was confusion on the woman’s face. The mistress spoke in a condescending tone. “It’s a baby horse.” She smirked as she watched the woman’s stomach suddenly bulge. “Next.”

“No, why can’t you just give us the wishes we ask for?!” The swollen woman screamed.

“I do. You should be more careful what you wish for! If you were careful then you wouldn’t have an animal in your womb now, would you?” The curvaceous woman grinned slyly.

Nora came forward as they led the previous woman away; she was prepared to use what she had just witnessed to make this wish work. She bowed, listening to the introduction. “I wish to have a healthy human child in my womb that grows and is born after a week. I wish to survive the birth and for both of us to love one another and to live for many years after.

The naked woman snapped and Nora felt her insides twist. Her belly ballooned outward. It sagged to her knees, snapping her clothing ties, nearly throwing her off balance. Her pelts now hung loosely over her new protuberance. She leaned forward and stumbled to the guard, who helped her stand. She removed her tattered garb, knowing it was unnecessary in its current state.

“You have a wonderful young man growing inside of you. He’ll be 25 years grown when he comes out.”

Nora felt a chill run down her spine. “But, I’m only 15! He’ll be older than I am. I said I wanted a child!”

The mistress nodded. “He is your child and he will certainly act like a child. Next!”

Nora walked carefully, using the wall for support. Her heavy belly sagged, swaying from side to side if she moved too quickly. She carefully waddled outside and walked a short distance before she could go no more. She sat naked, against a wall beside one of the village shops.

A few minutes later she saw another woman who had her desires turned against her. She held her unnaturally large and exposed breasts as she walked. She stopped by Nora. “What did she do to you, poor soul?”

“I was given a fully grown man in my belly that shall not come to into this world for a week’s time.”

The overly buxom woman pursed her lips, “horrible. I have fully developed children in my breasts with no way for them to come into the world.” She hesitated, “I feel them moving and I know,” she sniffled, “that I will never be able to see them.”

“Why must Kinok damn us so?”

“He finds pleasure in our suffering. I only wonder why no other god stops his foul tricks. I am Krina.”

“I am Nora. I ask, Krina, might you help me for the coming week. I don’t feel I will be able to stand until he comes forth. Could you please comfort me during this time?”

The woman forced a smile. “Of course I shall.”

The days passed slowly with Krina bringing food and water for the stationary girl. They watched the tormented souls exiting the hut. One woman was carried out in her mate’s arms; Kinok had given her a child and shrank her to similar size with the babe still inside. Another woman had been told she was carrying decaplets – 10 children in her womb. She doubted she would survive the birth, but she was hopeful that at least a few children would.

On the third day her mate found her. She had been moving only a short distance with the help of her voluptuous friend. Krina had been keeping her clean and in a stable mind. Nora was pleased to see her virile mate approach. She blanched as she saw the revulsion in his eyes. “What has the mistress done to you?”

“She twisted my wish for our child! I will be carrying this burden for four more days.” They discussed what to do and she introduced her mate to her new-found friend. He seemed to accept the situation after some time.

Suddenly his words turned malicious. “I visited the mistress as well and no foul magics have beset me!”

“They shall – Kinok is cruel. What did you request?”

“I merely asked to spend the rest of my life with you, entwined in sweet embrace.” He smiled weakly.

Tears welled in Nora’s eyes. “You are so sweet to me. Come, let us join together.” He was hesitant, but she insisted. “Please, our embrace shall distract us from my predicament.”

Nora watched her mate remove his loin-cloth and kneel. He eased her onto her back, using his fur as a pillow. He fumbled to enter her, but once he found entrance she moaned intensely. She pulled him closer, holding him against her pregnant belly. He thrust only a few times before he began coughing and sputtering. Then, he collapsed upon her distended belly, lifeless. Nora was confused and then horrified. She wailed as she realized he was now dead. She bawled, hugging his limp body.

“He spent the rest of his life in your embrace.” Krina whispered. “Kinok is cruel.” She bowed her head as her immobile friend cried, entangled with her lifeless mate.

Nora was visibly distraught for days after they had taken her mate’s body away. She became detached. She didn’t speak as Krina attempted to comfort her. The seventh day came. They knew the time was approaching, yet it still came as a shock when Nora screamed and sent water flowing upon the stone alleyway.

The ordeal appeared to be extremely painful to her friend, but Krina handled it quite well. She comforted Nora and adjusted the fully-developed person as he exited his mother’s loins. Somehow her lower lips were able to open enough to allow the man into the world. It required a great deal of effort to twist and contort the boy, allowing him to escape the too-small breach. There were many spectators watching from a distance. It took a great while, but Nora and her son survived – both fell asleep as Nora cleaned them. The watchers moved on.

The next morning they awoke and made their way out of town. Nora was elated as she was finally able to walk again; she led her son and her friend to a nearby stream to bathe. Her son walked but did not speak. He stood at the edge of the water, uncertain. Nora splashed some water upon him and he jumped back, startled. She did it once more and he smiled. He stepped into the water carefully, moving deeper until it was up to his waist.

Krina watched them sadly as her heavy breasts floated, easing her back pain for the moment. “What is his name?”

Nora paused, “Kell. That name seems to suit him.” She pointed to him, saying his name a few times. He repeated it, pointing to himself. She taught him their names as well.

They splashed around for some time before he started crying loudly. Nora looked terrified for a moment. She moved closer and attempted to comfort him, but couldn’t figure out the problem. The man towered above his mother as they hugged.

Finally, Krina pointed to Nora’s milk-laden breasts. “Maybe he’s hungry.” Nora held one and moved his head lower. He hungrily latched upon her and drank. He knelt in the stream and wrapped his arms around her as he suckled. They spent the day teaching him simple things and simple words before they made their way to Nora’s home in the forest.

They continued teaching him. He tried to drink from Krina’s swollen breasts, but she stopped him. He looked disappointed, but he listened. Once night fell they easily fell asleep, crowded together on the straw bed.

The next day Krina woke to an odd sensation; Kell was attached to her chest, trying to drink from her pregnant breasts. “No, no, you won’t be able to get anything from these.” Kell looked confused as he gazed upon her, as she lay naked with weighted breasts pulling to each side. He stepped back and she could see his erect organ betraying his thoughts.

She searched for Nora, but realized she must have gone to the stream. She smiled as she opened her legs and beckoned him closer. She pointed to his shaft and pointed to her lack of one. He moved closer and touched her expectant lower lips. She twitched and moaned as he parted her. He stood and leaned over her as he prodded, searching for the warm, wet opening. He finally hit the mark and slid in with ease. She squealed with delight and she had to calm him, for he thought he had hurt her.

She reached down and guided his hips back and forth. She knew this was wrong, but she needed a man – It had been so long. She was lost in the rhythm as he began pulsing inside of her. She moaned as she held him in place, both of them achieved orgasm together. He laid upon her for a spell until he turned to see Nora standing in the doorway with a basketful of berries. Her mouth hung open and her eyes were wide.

Kell leapt up and walked to his stunned mother. She stood just below his shoulders. He hunched, holding one of her breasts as he hungrily suckled upon her. She moved, towing him along as she sat the basket upon a table. She moved again, lying upon the bed next to Krina. Kell bent lower, never letting his lips leave her bosom as he rested beside her.

“I’m sorry, he was trying to get milk from me and…” Krina trailed off, unable to finish her apology.

“It doesn’t matter… Oh!” Kell opened her legs, placing one upon Krina. The two women laid there silently as Kell moved upon her, carefully entering her moist lower region. Nora held him close, moaning as he drank from her; moving his hips with purpose. Krina rolled onto her side, allowing her weighted breasts to rest upon the straw bedding between them. She craned her neck and licked Nora’s free nipple.

Kell continued longer than before, as Nora writhed in pleasure. She quickly reached the height of orgasm and it pushed her son over the edge for a second time. He quivered as he continued drinking from her, collapsing upon them. Exhausted and full, he placed his head upon Krina’s squished breasts, drifting to sleep. He easily covered them both.

“He’s a big boy, but at least he’s healthy and… very loving.” Krina smiled to her friend.

“He is so draining, but I am so happy. Maybe he will give us more children.”

“That is a wonderful thought.” Krina spoke wistfully. “Hopefully I can have at least one normal child enter this world.