The Favored Part IX

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Beating Around the Bush

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After unlocking the door, Betty set her purse upon the counter. Karen stripped right as she inside, as usual, and headed upstairs. Hank went into the living room and Jack got something to drink from the fridge. Betty went up and changed into her pajamas. They were getting smaller by the week. Only about a month left to go. She came back downstairs to find Jack rifling through her handbag. “What are you doing?” Most of the contents were strewn upon the countertop.
“Uh, Karen said you had something of mine.”
“Do not go through my purse without asking, Jack!” She revealed the command rod from her pocket. “You must be looking for this. What is this thing for anyway?”
“It’s a mind controlling rod.”
“Seriously, Jack, why is this damned thing so important to you?”
“It lets me fuck you.”
“Jack! Go upstairs right now! We will talk about this tomorrow!” She was livid as Jack ascended the stairs. I cannot believe he talks to me like that! We made a huge mistake sleeping with them, but we can fix this. Betty tried to relax while looking at her phone, but she was wound tight. I should talk to him.

She sat the rod in her purse and lugged her belly up the stairs once again, knocking on Jack’s door. He stopped playing his game and waited sullenly for her to sit on the edge of the bed. “Look, I know this is a lot to take in, but you can’t talk to me like that. I am under a lot of stress recently and I don’t want to have you against me. We can’t have sex anymore and that is final.” She paused, watching him nod as he looked to the floor. “Now, please be honest and tell me why you were carrying a metal rod with you.”

“I… it… it was for self-defense.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m scared I’m going to get attacked by kids at school.”
Jake! It has to be Jake! He hasn’t sent anything or contacted us in any way since… what we did. He must be toying with us! “What are their names, Jack?”
“I… I can’t say.”
“Is it Jake?” He looked at her surprised. “I knew it. What is he doing to you?”
“Mom, it’s nothing, I keep that with me just in case. Nothing has happened yet.”
She asked again, but he wouldn’t give any more details. “Jack, that is a dangerous weapon. That isn’t what you need to stop him. Just avoid him for now and I’ll take care of it.” Somehow…
“Please, Mom, just let me hold onto it.”
“No, Jack.” Betty locked eyes until she was confident that he wouldn’t press the issue. She drew a deep breath as she looked at the floor, building up courage for what she had to say next. “Jack, your father got fired a few weeks ago. I’m the only one making money now and we have to cut back on a few things around here.”
“What?”
“Your dad thought it might be coming for a long time, but they made official the day before the police came and found us all… Doing it. We didn’t want to bother you until you got home again.”

Jack shook his head, confused and irritated. “Why would you wait?” He held up his hand. “Just, let me help. I can fix this, but I need that metal rod.”
“Jack, no.” She emphasized the denial. “I will not give you a weapon and there isn’t anything to fix! It’s done, your dad just needs to recover and find something else!”
“Mom, trust me, I can fix this, but that rod… it helps me control the situation, it helps me relax. I won’t use it to hurt people, I promise!”
He is so stubborn. “Just go to sleep and we’ll talk more tomorrow, deal?” He nodded begrudgingly and she left him. Back in the kitchen she held the rod once again as she pondered her situation. I can’t risk giving my son a weapon. He’s just trying to help me, but I need to fix these problems. Hank will get another job; I just need to find a way to stop Jake and Adam. And I have to make sure I keep my job to support my children. She rubbed her swollen belly. And Karen’s child. She put her head in her hands, crying softly.

At school Jack, Karen, and Ashley met for a short span in between classes. “Jack, I need the command rod tonight.” Ashley sounded mildly flustered.
“Uh, I’m sorry, but I don’t have it.”
“What? Did you lose it?!”
“No, no, I just… My mom took it from me.”
“She found it and this dummy pissed her off.”
“Jack, I need it! My dad is going to send me to therapy because I’m failing my classes.”
Karen cracked a smile and nodded. “I was getting there too. We can fix it once we get the rod back. Jack just has to get it back somehow.”
“I tried, but she won’t give it up. Now she thinks I’m scared of Jake and I kept it with me to protect myself.”
“She probably thinks he’s bothering you since we split up.” Karen interjected.
Ashley grumbled. “It doesn’t matter, we need to get it back before she uses it by accident. Just take it when she’s not looking.”
Karen was about to say more on the subject, but she turned to see Jake and Candice approaching. “Ugh, not now.” She muttered with agitation.

With a self-assured grin, Jake handed Karen a disc. “This is for you. You need to meet me at my locker tomorrow if you want that to stay between us.”
“What is this?” Ashely asked, as Karen was at a loss for words.
Candice grinned. “That, my friends, is five star material. He let me see a little bit and I can guarantee it won’t disappoint!” She showed her teeth in an embellished smile. “Just don’t lose it!”
Jake gave Karen a confident nod before they continued down the hall.

The rest of the day took forever. Ignoring her father’s rule, Ashley joined Karen and Jack at their house. The trio booked it to Karen’s room where she loaded the disc and clicked the video file. They watched with revulsion as Jake’s crew took turns with Jack and Karen’s pregnant mother. Betty took it with experience, showing minimal discomfort as they jammed two cocks in her ass at once.

She whined and complained when the third boy went in, causing Jack to shift uncomfortably. Karen covered her mouth with shock as Ashley watched with disappointment. They’re peeing in her ass. Once the trio finished with her, Jake took the camera and showed Betty. He laughed as pointed it at the tired looking, swollen pregnant woman, who was somehow retaining their deposits. She pleaded as he explained how he would blackmail her and Karen with the recording.

“That is fucking sick.” Jack muttered.
“Why is he doing this to us?” Karen asked despondently. “Why can’t he just get out of our lives?”
“He is a complete asshole. He enjoys making people miserable.” Ashley gave her thoughts. “But, I think he will go through with it. How are we going to stop him from showing this?”
“Jack, get that damned command rod back!” Karen snapped. “We need it!”
“Well, I can’t now, she’s at work.”

Jack and Karen bickered for a minute as Ashely pondered the video. “Where does your mom work?”
“The grocery store, why?”
“That video looked like it was in a back room or something, didn’t it? Didn’t the shelf have a few bags of flour?”
“Adam!” Jack exclaimed. “That shithead let Jake back there.” He saw Ashley’s confusion, “It’s a long story, but we have to help her. We have to get the rod back from her somehow!”
“Tonight one of you distract her and the other take it, then we can undo all of this mess.” Ashley was confident as she thought of screwing over the conceited jerk that had used her before.
“We can’t wait until tonight. He might be there right now!” Karen argued.
“We might get into more trouble if we go there. Just play it safe and wait… I mean, we’ve seen that she can handle it.”

Ashley knew she should not have added the last sentiment. They squabbled for a few minutes before she finally conceded. Betty looked like she was enjoying parts of it. Ashley thought back to her past transgressions. They went too far, but there is no need to be stupid about this. Against her warnings, Jack and Karen were set on heading to the store in a futile attempt to help their mother. I better go with them so they don’t do something they’ll regret. They headed downstairs and outside, only to see Ashley’s father stepping out of his car. “Shit, I’m busted.” She looked to Jack. “Go on without me.”

“You lied to me! I was worried sick when you weren’t at school, Ashley!” He scolded loudly as Jack and Karen continued with a few backwards glances. She marched to the car and they drove home in tense silence.

She skimmed through this year’s final exam prep work. Her six-year-old son ran by and tossed the mail up onto the table. A letter from Ken Hale, care of the state correctional facility, caught her eye. She stared for a long time before opening the envelope.

Jeanette, listen, I’ve mailed everyone else, but you’re my last shot. I know you’re pregnant. Jeanette looked at the potbelly on her otherwise slender frame before continuing. I know that it wasn’t your husband that put that kid in you. I saw what really happened. You were being controlled!
She paused before holding the paper up to read more. That boy, Jack… Don’t you think it is funny that the teachers in his classes snapped ? Or that his mom and sister both got pregnant. That his whole damned family got caught fucking and then the case just stopped there?

“Mr. Hale, I think you have entirely too much time…” She said to the air as she continued.
All of those things happening at once is odd enough, but you got pregnant when you told me yourself that you were finished having kids. Think about it, what changed? I have proof, but it is on my ex-wife’s computer. I had her stash it there as an insurance policy. Find Irene and have her open this file. He listed the directory. I know I’m fucked, but at least I can take that little shit down with me.
 
She crumpled the letter and cast it into the wastebasket. She tried to continue reading about her schoolwork, but it took her three tries to make it through the paragraph. He is just a rapist grasping at straws! She aligned the pages and sat thoughtfully. I don’t remember why I changed my mind to have another child, though. Deok-su was the traditional husband who wanted her to have many children, but she was steadfast, wishing for only one child to lavish with all of their attention.

I’m glad I’m having this child, but I don’t really remember what changed. She watched her son assembling some building blocks on the far side of the room. I should just let it go, but he does have a point. Jack did seem to get out of trouble easily and his grades are surprisingly high for someone going through multiple stressful encounters. Jeanette crossed her hands upon the table as she thought. She flipped open her laptop and searched for Irene Hale.

“I was going to apologize to you, Ashley. That’s why I was at your school today, but now I see what an idiot I was. Come over here.” He seemed curiously calm as he motioned for her to come closer. She sat upon his knee in the wooden dining chair. He stroked her long blonde hair and it tickled her neck. “I love you so much, but I can’t have you lying to me, Ashley. We have to fix this.”

She could feel something poking her leg. She grinned, knowing his meaning. “I know how we can fix this, Daddy.” She leaned in and planted a slow, passionate kiss upon his lips. He seemed lost in the feeling for a moment before he pushed her back, his eye twitching with anger.

“You just think that is an easy fix, don’t you? You think I’m an idiot that you can screw to get your way?”
“N-no, it’s not like that!”
He pushed her up and forcefully unbuttoned her shorts, pulling them down and letting them fall to her ankles along with her panties. He tugged her hips until she stumbled forward and fell upon his knees. He shifted her into place and drew back his hand for a hard, swift slap across her firm rump. She tensed and screamed, putting her hands upon her stinging ass in an attempt to cover it. He pulled them aside, holding her wrists with one hand as he landed another heavy-handed strike.

Ashley whimpered as he continued. “Do you realize how much I hold back?” She lost count, no longer trying to prepare for the hits. “Don’t you see how hard it is not to rip your clothes off when I see you?” He hit one last time and brought her back to her feet. Her ass was cherry red, tears rolling down her cheeks.

Her father was normally a calm, collected man, but today she saw far more emotion than usual. He was breathing heavily, appearing concerned for her, but something else was hiding below his stern facade. “I was just going to offer my butt, Daddy.”
His expression went calm again. “You want that?” He unzipped his pants and fished out his engorged cock. “Fine, but I’m going in the front first.” He grabbed her hips and walked her forward until she was straddling the chair. She lowered herself and he guided himself into her blonde warmth. She felt the tip slip in with ease, as she was surprisingly excited. He squeezed her tender ass and she groaned, enjoying it.

“I love it when you’re rough with me, Daddy.” She moved her hips as she watched his face. “I’m your little slut.” He looked into her eyes as she ground her hips upon him. “Make me cum, Dad.”
He squeezed her hips and his eyes went wide. “Wait, wait.” He held her in place. “Stop!” She bit her lip as she waited for him to let her continue. She tensed down below and he hurriedly lifted her off. She watched his cock twitch, nearly to orgasm.
She reached forward and tweaked his nipple. He pulled back, putting a hand over his reasonably defined chest. “I don’t want you to finish too quickly.” She smiled and turned around, lowering her ass onto his shaft.

Again, the tip went in smoothly, but in that hole it caused her a lot more discomfort. She stopped just past the head and waited for the pain to subside. She cried out as he pushed upward, snaking his full cock into her unprepared backside. She tried to handle it, but gave up and jumped away, dancing in pain as he cracked a smile. He stood and pushed her over the table. “You said I could have your butt, so I’m going to take it.”

She felt his pulsing cock searching for her opening. The tip finally found a space and he fed it into her rump. He didn’t realize, however, that he aimed too low, slipping into her pussy. Her ass cheeks still ached as he started moving, pounding her with all his might. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders and pulled her upright. He’s getting close. I should tell him he’s not in my ass. Her mind was nearly lost in pleasure as he fucked her silly. This feels wonderful, though. I can’t make him stop now. She fought to think straight. Fuck it, what are the chances? “Fill me up, Dad.”
Her words sent him into a frenzy. He lifted her up, causing her feet to dangle as he slammed her. He pounded her for a few seconds more before he blew his load, filling her pussy with cum. An orgasmic wave washed over her, causing her to tremble with gratification.

Once it passed, she got up and pulled her shorts and underwear back into place and buttoned them as her father tucked away his manhood. “Ashley, I… I love you. You still have to talk to the therapist, but you can’t tell her about this, promise?”
“I won’t Dad.”
There was a long pause. “Did I… did I go too far?”
She smiled, feeling his sperm dripping into her underwear. “Of course not, it was fun.” Her ass was sore, but she didn’t want to make him feel bad.
He nodded. “Okay, just… please don’t lie to me honey.”

She agreed and headed to her room. She took off her clothes and removed her soiled underwear, jumping into the shower to clean up. She sprayed herself down there and felt assured that there was no chance anything remained. I love when he takes my ass, but letting him stay in the front is nice too. I wish we could do that more often. She touched herself as she recalled the recent sensations, moaning as she thought of her father getting her pregnant. God I’m dirty.

Betty stepped into the back office, glad that Adam was alone today. Her relief was quickly lost when she noticed he was holding an apple, grinning with confidence. “Ever had one of these up your pooper?”
“I’m done.”
“You can do it. I will prepare you a little bit, I promise.”
“No. I am done. I’m not letting you do any more to me.”
“I don’t think you understand how blackmail works.” His mood darkened.
“I can’t take any more and I don’t care. Tell the world and be branded as the pervy kid who was used by the cougar in the back of a grocery store. I am not doing any more with you. If you have a shred of decency then you will just let me go and no one will talk about this again.” She turned to leave and the boy launched the apple at the wall next to her.

“You are mine, you fat fucking bitch!”
He ran to her and grabbed her hair in a fit of rage. She yelped and slowly knelt on the ground as he tugged her down. She fished in her purse and found the black metal rod. She took it out and tapped the boys arm. It was enough to hurt him, but not enough to break anything.

Adam stopped suddenly, holding his arm, nearly crying. “What the hell?”
“I said leave me alone! Just let me go and live my life and you go and live yours! That’s all I want! I can’t take this sick game anymore!”

The door burst open. Betty was shocked to see her children sizing up the situation. “What are you two doing here?” Jack said nothing as he started to reach for the metal cylinder in her hand. “Jack, stop!” She was dumfounded when her son dropped his arm and stood motionless.
She looked to Karen, who appeared nervous. “Mom, be careful what you say when you hold that.”

“What do you mean?” Betty was obviously perplexed.
Her thoughts shifted to Adam as he held up his hands disarmingly. “Fine, you can live your shitty life and I’ll leave you alone.” He was uncharacteristically relaxed as he nudged past the family.

“Mom, just… hand me the rod.” Karen held out her hand expectantly.
Betty hesitated, finally offering her daughter the weapon. “Why are you even here?”
“We came to visit you and we heard a scream. Did he do anything to you?”
“No, I’m fine, but I hope he doesn’t bother me again.”
“I think you’ll be fine now, Mom. He said he’d leave you alone.”
“He’s lied before. I don’t trust him.”
“Mom, I have a very good feeling that he wasn’t lying.” Karen looked at the cylinder in her hand and her still stationary brother. “You can move again, Jack.”
He looked at them both, regaining awareness. “Let me see it.”

Karen squeezed the rod as she spoke. “Jack, let me keep this for now.” Jack put his arm down once again. “Mom, was that kid… doing you?”
“Not this time.”
Karen cocked her head. “So he was before today?” Betty didn’t answer. “How long?”
“A few months.”
“Wh-why?”
“He joined in once when Jason and I came back here. Over time he took over and things got weird. He threatened to make my life miserable.”
“Jesus, Mom, I can’t believe… Wait, how did Jake get involved?”
Betty was stunned for a moment before she shook her head angrily. “You saw, didn’t you? Adam brought them here.”
“Yeah, we saw the recording. We’ll take care of it.” She paused, giving a long look to her brother before turning back. “What do you mean ‘things got weird?’
“Adam put things in me.”
“Why would you let him do that?!”
“It was kind of nice at first, but he went too far.” She cast her eyes to her pregnant belly. “I miss it a little bit, but I knew it had to stop. He was getting too rough.”
“What kind of things?” Jack asked.
“Stuff from back here, fruits and vegetables. I made sure he cleaned them first.”

Karen saw the lopsided apple on the floor. She looked at the rod as she issued the command. “Mom, strip down and prepare your ass. Jack, wash a few of those smaller apples over there and take off your clothes too.” We’re going to have one more fling before we go. Nobody is back here now anyway. Karen locked the door before undressing. Once finished, Jack brought four cleaned fist-sized red apples to the prep table. You know what; I am going to try it too. Karen used some lotion and her fingers to stretch her backdoor.

Karen touched the command rod with her free hand. “Jack, put some lube on one of those apples and stick it in her ass.” Karen fit another finger into her rear as she spoke. “Mom, bend forward and take it.”

Betty bent down and grabbed her ankles. Her swollen belly hung low as her ass waited for the object. Jack pumped some lotion onto the fruit and slipped it between her cheeks. He held her hip as he pushed it deeper with his thumb. He wiggled his hand as it slowly disappeared into her ass. Betty clenched her eyes as the pain started. She struggled, begging him to go slower. Jack didn’t seem to care, as he paused to build up strength and popped the object into his mom’s ass.

Betty howled, jumping forward, trotting around the room with her hand over her ass, her stomach bouncing heavily with each step. “Fuck! It was too fast! Ow, ow, ow!”

She can take more. “Put another in her, Jack.”
Her brother grabbed another apple and slathered some lubricant over the top before walking up to his still recovering mother. She must not have been listening, as he acted as if he may hug her, but instead he forced a second apple into her filled ass. She tried to escape once she realized what was about to happen, but he held her firmly. She did not seem to be as pained by this one, but Karen could see it was still put in too quickly. She groaned, holding him close as she recovered.

Jack was excited from the beginning, but now his cock rubbed against her legs, obscured by her tummy. She pushed his chest, pulling free from his hold. “No, we are not doing that anymore, Jack!”

“Fine,” Karen interrupted, “you just sit over there then and wait for us to finish. Keep those in, though.” In agony, Betty shuffled to the office chair and carefully sat down. She put her hands upon her belly as she waited, watching with a strained expression.

Karen was able to fit all five fingers in her ass at this point. “Jack… put them in me now.” Karen commanded, turning to rest her belly upon the large wooden table as she leaned forward. Jack generously lubricated an apple and pushed it between her slippery ass cheeks. Her butt spread wide and a sudden pain came, mixing with her excitement. I can do this! Mom liked it, so the pain must be part of the fun! The apple pushed her apart even more before hitting the widest section. She reached down and pressed hard upon her clit, lessening the torment as the fruit slid into her hungry asshole.

She bucked, shaking the table as it moved into her bowels. Gasping and whimpering, she realized that she may had gone too far. Those hurt so much more than I thought! Jack pressed her forward, keeping her against the table as he used one hand to prepare the second apple. Oh, no, I have to stop him! I can’t… To her horror, she heard the clank of metal. The rod rolled off the table! She fought, trying to fight her brother away, but he had already hit the mark. He forced the apple in, pressing the other one farther into her guts. She whined as he held it in place, forcing her ass to retain the large objects.

She felt a warm appendage against her inner thigh. Jack popped his finger free only to replace it with his cock. “No, Jack, please!”
“I’ll be quick.” He pushed inside, finding a small nook beside the apples. He pressed in to the hilt, moving with slow strokes. I feel sick! Why the hell would I do this? She looked to Betty. Her nude, pregnant mother sat in the chair, upright with her jaw clenched. How is she able to take this?! Karen lamented.

Jack went faster. “Uhh, no, please stop, Jack. It’s too much!” Her brother ignored her pleas. He pumped her for a few seconds before she felt added warmth in her ass. His cock tensed as he filled her, each time pushing the apples upward painfully. He pulled out and she lazily stood upright. It hurts so much! She put a hand under her belly, unintentionally grazing her dripping pussy. The pain lessened for a moment and she knew what she had to do. I’m going to make this work. No going back now! She pushed a finger in her pussy and rubbed vigorously. Her whole body quaked, shaking the table as she hit climax.

It came and went faster than she liked, and the pain was back two-fold. She trotted to the garbage can and popped both apples out in quick succession. Jack, meanwhile, grabbed the command rod and brought it to her. She took it, shaking as she started cleaning herself up. “Mom, you can empty now. Jack, help clean us up.” I wish I could be in Ashley’s place right now. Karen groaned as she rubbed her belly. I don’t know why I thought that would be a good idea.

Comeuppance

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Still sore, Lilly took some aspirin before heading back to bed for an extra few hours. It was midafternoon when the knock came. She lumbered to the door to see Katja waiting for her. “Come, you are to see something.” Lilly stumbled into the bathroom, smoothed her wild hair, and brushed her teeth before following. Katja brought her down the hall and into an open room where most of the other girls sat watching Gina, who was trapped in a newly constructed pillory. Her head and hands faced the crowd as Traci waited behind her. A large black bucket was suspended from the ceiling with a chunk of translucent tubing running from the side. The hose had a simple twist valve that kept the water from spilling onto the ground as it hung.

Katja directed her to join Traci. Lilly stepped behind the trapped woman in the center of the room and the woman beside her gave a disinterested glance.
Traci huffed, presenting the end of the hose. “You get to do the honors.”

“She lost track of you yesterday and I want her to suffer for it.” The Master said from the edge of the room. “Maybe after this you will learn to follow my instructions, Gina.”
Lilly felt empathy for the trapped girl, but she knew the punishment was mild compared to some of The Master’s games. I might be pregnant because of her, why should I care if I cause her a little discomfort.

Lilly spread her ass and spit, rubbing the nozzle around until it was decently lubricated. The tattooed girl whimpered as she pushed the flared end into her ass. Turning the valve, Lilly walked away and took a seat. The girl’s expression showed discomfort as she wiggled her behind occasionally.

They all observed the girl’s torment, watching quietly as she tried to tolerate the flow of water entering her backside. Gina’s long face turned in agony as the design stretched upon her inflating tummy. She lifted a foot and shook her ass in a fruitless attempt to avert the building discomfort. The girls watched her twisting and moaning in agony for a long while. Her midsection drooping as she was held in place, bent forward and unable to stop the water pooling inside her. The other girls commented on her willpower, glad that none of them had found their way into such a predicament. Eventually, the bucket ran dry. Her belly had inflated to look about eight months pregnant, sagging as she was trapped in place.

Traci held a bulbous butt plug that was attached to a harness. “Plug her up.”

Lilly carefully removed the hose and hurriedly inserted the plug. Gina yelped and jumped as they affixed the straps. Traci put two restraints upon Gina’s wrists before she unlatched the pillory and allowed the pained girl to stand. Gina danced in agony, “Please, I’m so sorry! I will do anything else, just not this! I can’t hold it!”

The Master scoffed. “You aren’t sorry yet. This will teach you to be more responsible.”
Traci put a restraint around each of her upper thighs. She grabbed Gina’s arms, slapping the girl’s breast a few times to get her to stand still. A butler brought her a long formal brown maternity dress, which Traci guided over her expanded frame. It took a moment to align, but once in place there were two small holes cut by the thighs. This allowed Traci to attach her wrist cuffs to the restraints on her legs, forcing the girl to keep her hands at her sides. The brown straps blended well with her long sleeved dress, appearing to be part of the ensemble to the untrained eye.

Gina’s sad brown eyes revealed her immense torment. Traci led her away as The Master got their attention. “Everyone get dressed, we are having guests in thirty minutes.” Lilly followed the rest of the girls into the hall and they separated into their rooms to prepare for the visit from unknown clients. Lilly wore a plum colored ankle-length, strapless dress. She moved her breasts up as she fit into the snug attire, giving her a pleasant amount of cleavage. She applied subtle makeup and ventured upstairs to socialize. I am kind of glad we will see some visitors. I know they are just Johns, but it will be a nice to have some straightforward sex.

Gina stood against the wall as a plain looking middle-aged man talked about himself. Gina was barely hiding her discomfort as sweat glistened on her brow and she shifted uncomfortably. Her companion was oblivious, rambling about how much money he was making at his new job. He seemed to be undeterred by her dominant belly.

Moving to the next room, Julie and Traci both sat chatting with an even older man. He eyed her as Julie finished her story. The man smirked as he turned back and excused himself. He stood and approached Lilly with an intoxicating confidence. The man took her hand and planted a light kiss. “My name is Patrick; it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Lilly’s heart fluttered. I have never met someone so smooth – he makes a wonderful first impression. “I’m Lilly.” There was a moment of uncertainty as they both expected her to continue. I’m a real charmer, she thought sarcastically.
“It is a wonderful evening; perhaps I can take you on a walk before dinner?”
“I… I think we should stay here for the night.” He said we can’t leave the house, but maybe this could be an exception? “How do you know our host?”
“We are business partners. I visit a couple of times per year to check in.”
 
He is being intentionally vague. I bet he is a real freak behind closed doors. I have met men like him before. She knew his cool charm was too good to be true. Still, I have to keep him entertained. That is what separates the prostitutes from the escorts: the foreplay. They chatted for about a half an hour before the butler summoned them for dinner.

Patrick led Lilly into the dining room. The conceited man who shadowed Gina helped the swollen woman into her seat. That punishment is worse than I thought. How long is he going to make her hold it? Gina’s face showed her misery as she plopped into the chair. The man struggled to slide her into place. He moved her too much and pressed her stomach into the edge of the table, eliciting a sad moan from the pained woman. He apologized and sat beside her.

With a few girls absent, the rest sat with various men in suits sprinkled between them. The Master tapped his glass with a utensil. “I am pleased everyone was able to attend. I hope you all enjoy this meal as well as the following desserts.” He smiled at the various ladies. “My only request is that you assist me with a little problem before you engage with your chosen company this evening.”

That sounds foreboding. The man sat and everyone started eating. The main dish was grilled Mahi-mahi and some interesting looking side dishes. Lilly had to build up courage to try some, but they all tasted wonderful. She couldn’t help stealing glances from Gina, who sat prodding at her food from across the table. Her companion smiled and said something to her. She made no response and Lilly could see he was getting irritated.

The Master took another bite as he watched the couple. “Gina, our chefs spent a great deal of time for this meal, you need to eat more than that.” Gina nodded to him and looked at her plate. She stabbed a bite of fish and placed it in her mouth, chewing with mild disgust. She had an audience by this point, and The Master shook his head. “Perhaps some wine would help? Owen, help her, please.”
Owen, the man next to her, took her cup of wine and brought it to her lips. She shook her head, but still gulped down some of the greenish-yellow wine. She coughed as he raised the base of the glass, forcing her drink even more. He brought the cup down as she recovered, looking frustrated.

“Gina is being punished today.” The Master said impassively. “She let one of our girls get man-handled by society. The girl is in no danger, but Gina needs discipline regardless.” He motioned to his butlers. He whispered a few phrases into the man’s ear before the servant led her away. “And that, my friends, is the problem we shall tackle after our dinner.”

They ate for a while longer, but Lilly could tell everyone was anxious, wondering what would befall Gina. Lilly excused herself to use the bathroom. Patrick bowed his head with acceptance as she made her way downstairs, hearing a noise beyond the door at the end of the hall. The butler that accompanied Gina exited and closed the door, heading upstairs. Lilly’s heart skipped a beat as she approached the closed door, knowing she should just leave the poor girl to her fate.

Instead, she eased the door open and stepped into the room. Gina sat in the center, still wearing her long brown dress with her wrists restrained to her thighs. Now, however, those bonds were also linked to some hooks upon the chair. She also wore a leather wraparound open-mouth gag with a small lock on the side. Two connected stainless steel rings forced her to keep her mouth spread open. The woman groaned, looking despondent.

Lilly stepped closer, putting a hand on Gina’s taught belly. She could feel the warmth of her skin from the beneath the layered chiffon dress. Gina spoke sloppily through the restraint. “You have to help me. Take this off, please! I can’t take any more!” Nearly weeping as she begged.
“I can’t, he will be back any moment and he will notice if you’re gone.”
“Please, please, please! I will do anything for you if you just free my hand, that’s all I’m asking!”

Lilly licked her lips nervously, looking for any unseen witness or camera. Once confident they were alone, she reached down and unclasped the bond on Gina’s right hand. The girl frantically worked her hand free and set to unlatching the hooks from the chair. She held her belly as she trotted clumsily to the door. She stopped with a loud gasp as footsteps approached. She searched for another escape, panicked as the door opened. The man’s chiseled face allowed a slight smile. “You aren’t finished quite yet, my dear.” He turned to the man behind him. The butler directed her back to the seat and reattached her bindings.

Gina groveled, begging the man to let her go to the restroom. Of course, he ignored her. The Master walked to Lilly, rubbing his thumb along her cheek. “She could have gotten you hurt or worse. You should not have tried to help her, now you only made her punishment more severe.” The men and women from upstairs stood watching in near silence.

The woman attached to the sturdy wooden chair trembled. She was a pitiful sight as she tried to talk with her mouth held open. “I learned my lesson, I will be more careful next time!” Drool glistened on the edge of the gag.
The Master shook his head. “I believe you, but now I’m using you as an example.” He waved another butler to retrieve a small rolling cart from the edge of the room. The servant removed the cloth to reveal a rubber ball, a strip of leather, a large transparent funnel with connected tube, and a quart carton of heavy whipping cream.

“Lilly, you are to do the honors.” The man in charge commanded, pointing to the funnel and then the carton. She looked around, seeing the other girls and their companions watching with varying levels of interest. Gina gave an exaggerated shake of her head with a pleading expression. Lilly begrudgingly took the funnel and put the end of the hose into the girl’s open mouth. It fit into the rings snugly as she took the open carton of cream and held it with her off hand. At his command, Taryn came behind the woman in the chair and held her head steady.

Lilly knew what she had to do. “I’m sorry, Gina.” She poured the thick white substance into the clear funnel and watched it slide down the tube and into Gina’s mouth. She tried to turn away, but Taryn kept her in place, tilting her head up to allow the cream to collect in her mouth. There was a small gap, allowing air to continually force more downward. Gina, however, refused to swallow as her cheeks bulged out.

“If you spill a drop then I will make you drink twice as much!” The Master said sternly.

Nearly to overflow, Gina finally gulped it down; she clenched her eyes as she continued swallowing the thick substance. Lilly paused until she finished what was already in the tube, allowing the woman to catch her breath. Taryn gave her an urging look. Lilly lifted the carton once again, splashing more cream into the funnel. She continued, with a few pauses and many frantic motions from the victim, until the entire container was empty. She withdrew the funnel’s hose and Gina wretched, her whole body convulsed and it looked as if she might vomit.

Taryn snatched the ball from the table and fit it into Gina’s gag. She grabbed the strip of leather and hastily affixed it over the open section of her mouth, creating a seal so nothing could come back up. At least, nothing can come out. Lilly stepped away and decided to rejoin the crowd. The Master put a hand on the heavily inflated woman’s shoulder as he spoke. “This will be a lasting reminder for her to be careful. Now, I shall open bids for some time with her before she empties.”

“Four thousand.”
“Six thousand!”
“Seven!”
Patrick smiled as he glanced to Lilly. “Eleven thousand for her and the one in purple.” He watched, and no one countered.
“Very well, he gets a package deal.” The others murmured for a short time before The Master continued. “Now you all shall take your ladies to their rooms to leave this trio to their fun!” He followed them out.

The butler unhooked Gina from the chair; Patrick and Lilly helped the rotund woman through the hall and into her room. The woman appeared distant as she sat upon her king sized bed. The man flipped her dress up to see the harness holding the plug in her ass. With her legs apart, it left her glistening pussy exposed. He brushed his fingertip over her privates and enjoyed how she squirmed.

“I hope you don’t mind, but I couldn’t pass up such an… interesting opportunity.”
“You like them big, don’t you?” Lilly asked playfully. I have to make his experience enjoyable, but I bet he will finish pretty quickly. I just hope Gina can last. Lilly stroked the crotch of the man’s pants. “What turns you on?” She was far more confident in the bedroom, she realized.

Patrick moved her arms up and removed her dress, pleased that she was naked beneath. He unbuttoned his shirt as he directed her. “Give her a good lick, but don’t you dare let her cum.”

Lilly used all her strength to slide the burdened woman to the edge of the bed. Kneeling, she gave the girl a few quick licks. I’m afraid she’s going to cum as soon as I start. The man undressed behind them as he waited for a show. Lilly decided to prolong the experience as she started probing Gina’s pussy. She shook Gina’s filled belly, causing the girl to grumble as she was being pleasured. Gina pushed her hips upward as the pain subsided.

Lilly stood and put a hand in the center of her friend’s fleshy midsection, pressing downward forcefully. Gina gave muted screams from behind the gag, shaking her whole body in an attempt to diffuse the pain. Lilly was about to go to her knees once again when the man edged her aside. “My turn.” He lifted her legs, with her arms still trapped at her sides. The man slipped himself inside, pushing his weight down upon her as he bottomed out. He rolled her backward, causing her hips to push up against him. Gina struggled to break free, but it was fruitless. The man slammed her with no regard, ignoring her obvious torment.

He lifted her hips higher, nearly standing above her on the bed as he drove his cock down and into her. He reached down and removed the covering from her gag, allowing her to speak somewhat. Gina was past using words, however, screaming with each thrust and thrashing her restrained hands wildly as he pumped her from above. It looked awkward, the older man squishing the heavily inflated girl in the tight dress. She gave pained whimpers, grunting in extreme agony as he gave one final hard thrust. He pulled out and let her fall onto the bed, bouncing slightly as her legs straightened. The man stroked himself as he went to a knee and launched streams of hot jizz onto her face.

Gina couldn’t fight back as the man inserted his cock into her open mouth, shooting the last few loads down her throat. Lilly felt bad for the girl as he held in place, buried in her mouth until he was finished. She gagged as he withdrew. “That was fun.” He tucked his limp cock away as he stepped down to the floor. He marveled at the immense woman lying spread, coughing upon the bed. He patted the restrained girl’s knee. “If you make her cum then you can empty out, deal?” She lay motionless, finally recovered from the coughing fit. The man angrily jabbed two fingers against the harness over her ass. Gina jerked away in an instant, vehemently agreeing due to the pain.

Patrick ushered Lilly onto the bed. “Clean her up first.” Lilly made a show of licking the man’s seed from Gina’s cheek and swallowing it. The man watched as he sat on the adjacent sofa. She traced her tongue along the disjointed woman’s face, lapping up every spot of the sticky substance.
“All gone.” Lilly could see Gina was now expressionless, devoid of any pain or anguish. A few remaining tears streamed from her empty eyes. That’s not good at all.
The man smiled. “Good, now sit on her face. Bring her back to the fun.”

Sighing sadly, Lilly lowered herself onto the swollen woman’s open mouth. Gina made no attempt to please her, so Lilly went even lower spreading her legs until she was smothering the poor girl. Gina clicked back to reality, thrusting her hips up in an attempt to wriggle free. Lilly lost her balance and fell forward onto the woman’s mountainous belly. Gina wailed, startling Lilly as she frantically shot upward. The woman in brown had a new sense of urgency, giving short, quick gasps as she furiously darted her tongue in Lilly’s pussy.

Leaning forward with care, Lilly found a spot where minimal weight was on the distended belly, resting her head on the pleasantly warm stomach. She found comfort as she felt orgasm coming. Lilly held the girl’s ass as she moved her own hips, feeling the girl’s extended tongue brushing her button.

The man, aroused again, approached hastily. His dick was hard and ready as he jammed it into the unsuspecting woman’s opening. Putting his hands on her sides, Lilly was already at the point of no return, pushing her hips lower to muffle the restrained woman’s screams. He forced her downward onto the girl’s belly and fucked her wildly. Lilly’s orgasm came as the man pumped the bottom girl faster. He lasted only a few seconds, pulling out to shoot his load into Lilly’s mouth and Gina’s trimmed mound.

There was a long pause before the man unclipped Gina’s hand restraints and went back to the couch. Lilly rolled aside as the inflated girl lazily lifted her burdened frame. Lilly spun around and promptly assisted her, leading her with slow, calculated steps toward the bathroom. Her hefty stomach swayed as they went in and closed the door. Fumbling with the harness around her waist, Lilly held the edge of the butt-plug as the girl readied herself to sit upon the toilet. “Do it… please…” It was one of the saddest things Lilly ever heard. She popped the toy free and washed her hands as the girl gave tormented cries, releasing unreal amounts of water.

Back in the room, Patrick sat leisurely. “Come, sit with me until she comes out.”
“I don’t think she can handle any more tonight.”
He smiled. “I think you’re right, but I want to make sure she’s okay before I bring you back to your room. That was quite the punishment for her.”
Lilly nodded, leaning against the man as he casually rubbed her breast. Deep down he does care. Lilly nuzzled against the older man’s chest.

The Favored Part VIII

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“What should I even call you now?” A heavily pregnant Nora asked as she sat in a sturdy chair, her belly resting upon the ground in front of her.
“Her name was Vanita, so I think I should just keep that. I knew it would be a major change, but it’s better than being dead. I just have to get used to it.” He said his new name. Nora thought it was cute how she pronounced her name with emphasis on each syllable.

The door slammed open as Denah barged in with Kell in tow. “One is missing!”
“How do you know?” Vanita asked.
She looked to Kell, looking for acceptance for what she had to say. “I… I was one of them.”
“We should kill you right now.” A dark anger showed in Vanita’s expression.
“I helped you! I realize that I was at fault and I don’t want any more people to die!”
“There’s no choice when a bunch of your fanatics won’t let us live in peace.”
“She saved Krina, Piv- Vanita!” Nora pleaded to her mate.
She set her jaw. “What does that mean, then? What will they do?”
“It means that the survivor will tell our leader and then they will call upon the other god’s followers. They’re not going to stop until we are gone.”

“Do not consider yourself part of this village, girl!” Nora could tell the girl was used to being scolded by Vanita before the mind transfer. “I have been preparing and once Zuli gives birth to the next batch of ore I can give finishing touches to my next artifact.”
“How does that ring work, anyway?” Nora inquired.
“It switches the minds between whomever is wearing it and one that they touch. The wearer must choose to move, though.” Vanita was clearly pleased by her creation. Nora commented on how difficult it must have been to make. He has been working on these items for months if Zuli is to be believed.

“I carved runes in each of the forty two layers. I am just about to finish the next relic, but in time I should be able to make one to represent every god. They will be more powerful than this, I am sure.”
“The god’s wrath is no easy thing to overcome.” Denah warned.
“True, but we are overcoming people and we have a god’s help.”
“What do you mean by that?”

“I had spent many years honing my craft and studying the gods. I knew I could make wondrous artifacts if I had the materials, but I lost access when raiders burned my village. I travelled to another town and found Zuli.” The woman with a new mind gathered her thoughts. “We tried to have children, but they never made it. I brought her to The Mistress, foolishly hoping to be spared from her usual twisted gifts. You know how that ended. The part I didn’t tell you, though, was that I was also given the knowledge and skills to craft that unique metal that she brought into the world.”

Nora tried to understand. “So you made something that lets you swap bodies with another person?”

The tall pale woman with dainty features agreed. “The others items are close to being finished, but they all require a lot of the metal. With the next batch I can finish one more and then we have to hope that saves us until I can craft the rest.”

Avril was having two to four children a week, adding to their town’s population boom. Along with the survivors from the destroyed town, their village now housed around a hundred people. Most of the younger girls were taught by Samara, who was the only girl who had a normal pregnancy timeframe. Her belly was growing slowly, but she was around four months along. She stopped in to check on her half-sister. Avril was huge by comparison, ready to pop at any point.

Avril gave a frustrated sigh. “Thank Kinok you are here!” She pointed between her legs. “Help me down there, I can’t reach!”
Samara was used to helping her family in any way she could. She leaned onto the foot of the bed and nudged Avril’s legs apart. She traced her tongue along her half sister’s privates, causing her to moan loudly. She put her thighs upon her sister’s shoulders, relishing in the feeling. Samara continued to lick her lower lips as Avril’s moaning grew louder. Their passion grew and Avril was nearly to release when the door slammed open. Cilia held her sword ready for a fight. They were drawn from their embrace as the petite woman relaxed her stance. “Oh, apologies, I thought you were in trouble, Avril.” Samara gave her a smile before turning back to the sprawled woman.

Cilia turned to leave, but instead pushed the door closed. She dropped her sword and approached the pregnant woman’s supple backside. Cilia was one of the few blessed with a shaft. She licked her hand and rubbed herself a few times before she slipped it into her sibling’s pussy. Cilia moved with increasing pace as Samara used her tongue to please her sprawled sister. Avril’s large belly rolled back and forth with slow motions while Samara’s hanging breasts and belly bounced in time with the slim girl’s thrusts. Avril was audibly reaching climax, which was also enough to cause Cilia to finish, shooting her seed into the curvy girl’s pussy.

The door opened again. Krina, the mother of two of the girls, came in sweaty and looking tired. “I need release!”
“We just finished, mother.” Cilia said as she slipped out and Samara stood.
“I don’t care, I need to finish!” Her breasts had gone back to normal size after having another couple of children. She was also blessed with a cock.
”She gets this way when no one helps her during the pregnancy.” Avril spoke from the bed. “Come on, Mom, I’ll take it.” The immobile girl beckoned her closer.
Krina hurried onto her dripping wet daughter and inserted herself. Her cock went in all the way easily. She was rough, pounding the swollen girl’s loins relentlessly. Avril cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure, still enjoying the sensations as a second orgasm built.
“Go in my ass, Cilia!” Krina commanded her observing daughter.

The skinny daughter with a still-erect, wet cock stepped behind her and missed a few attempts before she found her way into her mother’s ass. Krina bent forward onto Avril’s stomach as she tried to accept the sudden entrance. “Wait, wait, give me a second.” She paused to allow the pain to pass as she acclimated to the cock in her rump.

Avril looked to the side and saw Samara sucking on her brother’s cock. Mom left the door open and Kell was drawn to the noise. Kell held a finger to his lips as he moved behind Cilia. She braced herself for the forced fucking her sister was about to recieve. Samara pulled Cilia’s ass wide, allowing Kell to split her open, causing her small frame to try desperately to evade the object in her ass. Meanwhile, Krina’s eyes snapped open as she too felt the entirety of Cilia’s cock in her posterior. Avril smiled as she held her pained mother against her pregnant belly, stroking her hair as she was being pinned in place between them.

Cilia reached back in a panic, using both hands to jerk the exposed section of Kell’s shaft. Her plan worked, as Kell had only gotten about halfway when he exploded, causing Cilia’s flat belly to blast outward with his unnatural seed. She made a sad whimper as stopped moving for a moment. The sensation overwhelmed her, however, giving her a forced orgasm. She filled her mother’s ass with a more modest amount of cum. Last, Krina erupted, shooting her hot juice into Avril’s damp pussy. Avril loved the feeling, watching their pained faces as Kell withdrew and left abruptly.

“It’s not enough!” Vanita held the small lump of metal as she yelled. “Why is it so tiny?”
Her pregnant wife smiled. “You can thank him.” She pointed to the man coming through the door.
“You laid with my mate?! Your seed isn’t as strong!” Vanita snapped at the man.
Nora put a hand on Kell’s chest. “He didn’t know. You know he has-“
“His urges might get us all killed!”
“It’s not like you can give her your seed anymore!”
Vanita gave an exasperated sigh. “I know, but I could have had one larger batch before I lost my body. I need at least twice as much to finish my next artifact.”
“Why can’t you use the ring again?”
“The gods aren’t that idiotic! They won’t make the same mistake!” He held up a hand. “That was a simple group of warriors that was given a command to kill everything in sight. Next time it will be something bigger and unless some miracle happens then we have no defense. The ring only bought us some time!” A sudden revelation struck him. “Zuli, you knew how much I needed that metal, why did you mate with him?”

“I didn’t, he attacked me.”
Vanita turned to scream at the man, but her face went blank as she thought. “Then why didn’t you tell me?”
“Because I… I guess it doesn’t matter now…” She shook her head. “None of them were my daughters.” She spoke derisively. “I can only birth rocks! Don’t you see why I loathe Kinok? You cursed me to live as your resource and now you’ll finally get to feel the pain that I’ve felt with every hunk of metal I have to squeeze out!” Zuli gave an irritated scoff. “Finally the suffering will end for all of us.”

Malia’s belly had grown overnight, now showing an obvious baby bump. Tesha and Numa were both growing as quickly. They spent all of their free time together when not performing chores or foraging for food. They didn’t have a prominent role in the town, so they embraced their freedom by visiting the nearby stream daily, either to bathe or find pleasure, and sometimes other villagers would join them.

Today, as they pleased one another, they were surprised by a group of men appearing from the trees. Ten, twenty, more and more, there were too many to count watching the girls as they passed. Toned and fit, the young men were naked and carried only spears and shields. The noise surrounded them as the small army passed by, splashing carelessly through the stream. Three men surrounded them in the water as the others continued toward their town. “Submit or die.” The boy repeated himself after a time, drawing his spear back menacingly.
“S-Submit.” Numa finally whispered.

The man tossed his weapons onto the bank. He put an arm behind Malia as he pulled her close and hoisted her leg with amazing strength. She bent more than she thought possible, putting her leg upon his shoulder as he supported her, allowing her to lean back and balance upon one leg. He maneuvered into position and started pounding her relentlessly. He was much smaller than Kell, but he had far more power behind his thrusts. Her heavy belly rested between them as the man hammered her, getting slightly deeper as time passed. It feels amazing! The man used quick, deep strokes. I can’t believe he’s lasting so long. Just keep going for a little longer… Malia’s grip on his shoulders tightened and her breath quickened.

He startled her by sweeping her other leg onto his shoulder, hoisting her entirely, bouncing her whole body against his shaft. The scare passed and she found herself lost in his rythmn. She gasped loudly, losing all control as the man fucked her. The man did not relent, using her for a while longer before he finally blasted his seed into her quivering loins. She went limp, overcome by pleasure.

Without warning, the man lifted her off and tossed her into the water. It took a few moments before Malia recovered, seeing the man grabbing his weapons and continuing toward the town. Tesha and Numa had also submitted, as they were being fucked by two equally muscular men. Numa was lying upon the bank of the stream, on her belly as the man pounded her from behind, their skin slapping together as he reached climax.

Tesha’s large breasts and belly bounced violently as the man rammed her as she bent forward, barely balancing as he slowly chased her into in the shallow section of the stream. Her eyebrows curled upward and she grit her teeth as the man gave slow, full strokes. Malia could see that Tesha got the boy with the biggest cock out of the group. Tesha endured, edging forward occasionally, until the boy popped, filling her with his juice. When he let go of her hips, Tesha fell to her knees, groaning in pain. Malia could see the white goo running from her pinched rump. He was in her ass and he was not gentle.

The two remaining men waited for the girls to clean up before they lead the trio toward their village. “What is going on?” Malia found courage to ask.
“We are taking your town. We’re going to fuck all that magic out of you.” The boy grabbed Tesha’s ass playfully. “Everyone will submit… or die.”

The somber woman spoke with the guard before she stepped into the hut. “I’m here to help you.”
Denah gave a questioning glance. “What do you want?”
Zuli held up a simple black ring. “This is what my mate used to switch bodies with your leader, and I want to switch bodies with you.”
“Why are you asking? You could do that without my consent.”
“I could, but I want your help to escape. Once we swap you are free to leave this village, but I will be a prisoner in your body unless you assist me.”

Denah had no desire to give up her strong, fit young body for one lacking in every regard, but it would allow her to change her life completely. I do not want to be Kell’s mate and I don’t want to carry his child. “I will switch with you.”

The short, sullen woman slipped the ring onto her finger and extended her hand. Denah held her breath as she accepted the woman’s grip. An instant of darkness passed before they found themselves in their new skin. In the confusion, Zuli – now in Denah’s body, snatched the ring from her former hand. “This item was not part of the deal.” She slipped the ring on and balled a fist to secure her grip. “Now, walk me to the East. I told the guard I was bringing you to the stream to bathe.”

The former captive lead the woman past a few homes, feigning confidence as the villagers glanced. Kell had his eyes set on them. “Zuli, your mate sees us. You should talk to him.” Zuli said her former name with derision.
“Why should I talk to him, you are his mate now… Denah.”
She couldn’t respond in time. Kell stopped, pointing a finger at Zuli, unknowing of their swap. “You tricked me. You didn’t explain why you were so important to Piven.” He shook his head. “I-I mean Vanita.”

His mate sincerely had no clue what he meant as he accused her. “It will be okay.” She tried to reassure him without revealing her ignorance on the topic.
“Where are you bringing Denah?” The woman known as Zuli now started to explain, but was stopped by an approaching group of men. She was speechless as she counted more and more physically peaked men ascending the hill. “W-we have to warn the others!” Kell said, urgently, as he grabbed Denah’s hand.

They both looked stunned as the men quickly surrounded them. One drew back his spear, saying nothing as he gave it a hard thrust into Kell’s stomach. The bloody tip came out of his belly and the man pulled a dagger to finish him. The girls were horrified, as the man demanded the others submit or die. Denah looked down at her hands in shock as Zuli loudly announced their submission.

Five men laid their weapons aside as ten more watched the scene. “Don’t fight or we will kill both of you.” Their dicks were fully engorged as they grabbed Denah and bent her forward, tearing away her clothing. The girl was silent as one man stepped in front and one in back. The man in front pinched her pretty face until she opened wide. He moved her lower, bending her forward, and pushed his cock into her mouth. She was accepting until he rammed it all the way in, causing her to wretch and pull away. The man pointed at his shaft, staring her down, waiting for her to continue.

Denah’s moment of resistance passed as the man behind her prodded between her legs, finding her womanhood. He slipped in easily, as Denah had been getting wet without noticing. She paused, as the sensations were indescribable. The man in front pointed again, cocking his head. Denah resumed licking the man’s organ as she moaned from the feelings in her loins. This is wonderful! She braced herself between the two men as they moved out of sequence.

In a panic, she noticed the black ring on her hand, which was perilously close to the man’s leg. She drew her hand back and slipped it free with a finger, letting it fall to the grass. With his senses returned, Kell recalled how Piven had jumped into Vanita’s body. The same had happened between Denah and him. He looked at his former body, lying lifeless in the grass a few paces away. His moment of sadness was thrust aside as the man caused him to gag again, forcing him upward as the man behind continued.

The front man laid upon the ground and directed Denah to lay atop him. I am Denah now. Kell thought. I am a woman and there is no way to go back. The man behind her made a few more thrusts before he allowed her to move. I must admit, this feels amazing. Why didn’t Nora want to mate constantly? She got down and helped the man below find her opening. Another man moved into place behind her, forcing her backdoor open. Oh, this hurts, but it also feels kind of nice with the one in the front. The man in her ass grabbed her shoulders and started pounding. Denah moaned as the two pumped her.

Meanwhile, Zuli, which still held Denah’s consciousness, had multiple men groping her. One took charge and lifted her leg. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders to hold on as he fumbled with his free hand, attempting to insert his cock. She watched his face as he hit the spot, pressing the tip into her warmth. He is so thick, it kind of hurts! She whimpered as he slid deeper. He is almost as big as Kell. She looked at her former mate’s body. I feel sad that he is gone, but I am also kind of glad. I don’t know really what I feel. He might have gotten me pregnant, but he was not a bad person. He was just defending the town the only way he knew how.

The man raised her other leg, holding her close as he bounced her hips. He was strong, moving her whole body with relative ease. I feel odd being in this shorter, weaker body. The man’s eyes shifted as someone approached behind. She turned to see another, younger attacker with his shaft pointed toward her rump. He put his hands on her hips as he guided his spit-covered cock into her ass. The man holding her stopped moving, allowing the boy in back to find the target. He pushed inside with almost no pause, causing her grumble and squirm with no way to evade him.

Both men moved her up and down, making sure their entire cocks fit into her openings. I feel so tiny squished between these two. She couldn’t help growing excited between two muscular fighting men. The man’s width became more bearable after time, allowing her to ignore the man pressing into her rump. She grew wetter and they moved even deeper, moving in time to let her feel every inch. She could feel an immense orgasm growing. The man in the front blew his load and she lost all control. She clung to him as she tensed, squeezing her pussy on his shaft, extracting every drop of his seed.

She could see that her original body was getting used in multiple ways as she was now. The man in her ass continued as she watched the foursome happening in the grass. I hope I can swap back. I just need to figure out how to convince Vanita. I guess I’m Zuli for now, though. The man increased his pace as the man in front held her. Hurry up, kid! Zuli thought with irritation. As if on cue, the boy blasted his load into her backside. The two let her down. Zuli stumbled at first, finding her balance as she watched Denah getting fucked from every angle.

The tall, well built woman with puffy tits was enjoying every moment. Zuli was jealous. She’s having more fun in my body then I ever had. Denah gagged as the man in her mouth filled her throat. The two in her lower holes continued. Denah blinked rapidly as she let a string of the man’s seed trail to the grass. The men pumped her until the one in her ass moaned, increasing his pace, which caused the one in her pussy to finish. The man in back lasted a few more seconds, and Denah a few seconds after that. They stayed in place for a long while, regaining their breath.

Now sated, the men gathered their weapons and moved on. Zuli and Denah watched as a second group of men came upon them, dropping their weapons and approaching with lust in their eyes. I guess we’re alive, at least. Zuli got to her knees, preparing for the excited boys to swarm her. Denah followed her lead. Both women saw a lot of men on their way into town that day.

Foreign Affairs

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She stepped through the door, waiting for movement. She could see a guard walking down the tunnel. She trotted to the service door and held up the keycard she took from a previous technician. Once the door beeped, she eased it open and moved ahead. A guard rounded the corner and she quickly struck him in the throat. The man gasped and clumsily launched his rifle onto the floor. She struck him in the forehead with the butt of her silenced pistol and watched him tumble. She shot him without remorse. I know what you’re part of. There were numerous rumors about the human experimentation happening in this hidden facility and she knew the guards were privy to the details.

Katherine readied her pistol and waited for anyone to investigate the noise. After deeming the area safe, she took out her phone and inspected the photo Abbey had sent before she was captured. She’s in one of the experiment cells by now. I hope I’m not too late. My mission is to extract the intel she was after, but I can’t just leave her to be tortured. Katherine passed through another door, finding herself in a large garage with many all-terrain vehicles and crates. Numerous cameras sat above a door on the far side of the area. That’s where I need to go.

She avoided confrontation from the patrolling guards and climbed upon some crates, using them to traverse the room undetected. She tossed some mid-range acid to melt the metal grating and snaked her way into the ventilation duct just below the ceiling. It was a very tight fit, but she managed to make it through and eventually the duct widened. She moved carefully to limit noise and found herself above one of the experiment chambers. She watched the scene unfolding below.

She recognized the head scientist from the files Abbey sent. The woman named Oxanna was tall, showing signs of age, but still retaining her natural beauty. Her features were broad, but her face was gaunt, matching her slender body. She wore a white coat over her suit jacket, and her short skirt revealed excellently formed legs. Crimson hair draped upon her shoulders as she inspected the woman behind the Plexiglas enclosure.

She is a skilled scientist, but most call her a deviant. The Russian government disavows all knowledge of her experiments, but they keep her going in case of an unexpected breakthrough. She is given the problematic citizens and left to torture them in the name of science. I know this happens all the time, but from what I heard this is just cruel.

Oxanna pressed a button on a nearby console and watched as a clear liquid sprayed from the ceiling, coating the captured woman in a thick substance. The woman lifted her arms in disgust, trying to wipe the goo from her body.
“I just took 40 years from you.” Oxanna spoke to her through a speaker in the cell.
“What?” The subject couldn’t have been older than twenty.
“That substance ages your cells and I want to study the effects. You have this to look forward to.”

She pressed another button and a guard led a submissive middle-aged woman in. She looked good for her age, but small wrinkles and loose skin showed her battle with time. Her face was round with a distinct jawline and slightly upturned nose. Her breasts sagged and there was a slight paunch above her waist. The girl wasn’t restrained in any way.

“This is Missy and she was 14.” The woman cast her eyes to the floor. Her deep black hair was white at the roots. “As you can see, her body aged around 40 years and that’s what is going to happen to you as well in a few weeks.” Oxanna put a hand on her shoulder, causing the woman to pull away timidly. “Her body is aging, but her organs are still young and healthy.” Oxanna gave a telling smile to the woman. “Her reproductive organs still work marvelously.”

The guard stepped around her and shoved Missy backwards. She stumbled as he yanked her arm, leading her out the door. Oxanna followed them out, ignoring the crying girl in the transparent enclosure.

Katherine pushed on, crawling to the next main opening in the ventilation. In this room she could see ten men lined up behind a woman that leaned upon something huge. The woman was resting on two large mounds of flesh. Those are her tits! They’re massive! Her breasts were pressed against the ground, forcing the woman to bend forward upon them. The mammaries had somehow grown to roughly the same size as their bearer.

The men were taking turns, using whatever orifice they preferred. As soon as one man finished another would mount her. The immobile woman yelped as the man behind her surely went into her ass. He grabbed her shoulders and pulled himself up from the ground, burying his cock as far as it would go. Another man came around in front and used her mouth, muffling her screams. I have to stop this. Katherine knew she couldn’t take them all out, so she averted her eyes and continued on.

In the next room she could see the guard fucking the older woman from the first room upon a cot. There were a few women hunkered in the corners of the room, all of which were pregnant. The man had her legs upon his shoulders, pressing downward with his thrusts, eliciting a groan from the older woman each time.

Katherine couldn’t watch any more. She knocked the vent open and dropped herself gracefully, springing up from the 8-foot drop with her pistol in hand. She put a bullet in the guard’s head before he could turn. The girl beneath him pulled her arms against her chest and bawled as blood sprayed upon the wall. It was odd to see such a mature woman crying so freely. The man stayed in place for a moment until she moved her legs to the side, causing him to topple onto the floor.

White substance oozed from the woman’s pussy. God, I got him right as he was finishing. Why did she just let him sit there filling her? Katherine tried to calm the woman. I hope she doesn’t get pregnant like the others. Katherine looked to the other women, most of them still afraid as they watched her.

One older woman stood, walking closer, gripping her belly as she shuffled heavily. The haggard female had a full head of white and brown hair with tired, sunken eyes. Her frame was skinny except for the large belly and milk-filled breasts, showing all of her sustenance went to her unborn child. Her skin was wrinkled and spotted with freckles. Her bony face turned to unexpectedly warm smile. “Thank the lord you’ve come.”

“I’m not here to get you out.” She spoke in their native tongue.
The woman’s smile faded. “You can’t just leave us! Please, at least save my daughter.”
Katherine shook her head. I’m sorry, I can’t help you or your baby.”
“Not this freak inside me! Her!” The frail woman pointed to the shaken girl upon the cot. “Help Missy, please!”

“I will take out Oxanna, but I can’t take on that many guards by myself.”
“Then you have to release us! There is a control room at the end of the corridor. There is an emergency release button behind a false panel next to the main monitor.”
Katherine pulled up her map, noting the room. “How do you know this?”

The woman looked aside as she thought. “I was a scientist here.” She sighed. “At first it was like any other research facility. Then there were rumors of some inhumane experiments happening away from the public eye. Over time, Oxanna and her husband were given more and more freedom and slowly weeded out anyone who she thought didn’t have the stomach for it. Her husband kept her in check, but when he died she went insane. She had all the female guards and scientists used for her twisted experimentation. She allowed the men to fuck the women who survived as payment for their silence.”
“I saw that in the last room.”

“The only thing holding her back from weaponizing these sick experiments is her love for power. Once her research is released, she knows they will stop her and probably throw her in the gulag before using it as their own. She wants to ride this as long as she can.”
Katherine looked at the small camera above them. “They know I’m coming, why haven’t they sounded an alarm?”
“The guards are either at the entrance, with her, or having sex with some poor women. You won’t see many past this point.”
“All right, I will get to the control room and release you, but after that it’s up to you.”

The nameless woman nodded, moving beside her crying daughter, holding her against her bosom. The mature, pregnant women made an odd couple as Katherine opened the door and watched for patrols. She’s right, no one in sight. Katherine charged down the hall and used her keycard once again. I’m glad I did my research – I was able to follow that creep home and get his card.

In the room there were numerous monitors with direct feeds into the experiment chambers. Katherine scanned across, trying to ignore the atrocities happening on each screen. Most of the guards are with the woman with huge tits. Finally, she found the girl who had given her the location. Abbey was a daughter of a murdered scientist and she meant to expose the culprit. She was foolish enough to try to get more of the incriminating documents by herself. That went about as well as you’d expect. She didn’t even get past the parking garage. They certainly had a secure building at one point, at least.
 
On the camera, Oxanna and two armed men observed the restrained girl as she spoke. Katherine formed a plan to take out the two guards flanking the head of research. She found the emergency release panel and pressed the hidden button. As expected, Oxanna sent them to deal with the unlocking doors. Katherine hid beside the desk; her small body tucked nicely beside the thick frame as the two guards burst in with shotguns ready.

Katherine shot a monitor on the far side of the room. It popped and toppled to the floor, distracting them as she spun around the corner and shot them one after the other. Reloading, she made her way to the room with Abbey. It was surprisingly quiet after the doors unlatched. No one seemed to be running for the exit. The guards are probably too distracted to care and the women are too scared.

She came to the room and nudged the door wider. The creak was masked by the low hum of the furnace. The head scientist watched her subject intently. Abbey was a pretty Russian teenager. Her face had strong features with straight eyebrows and willful blue eyes. Her tawny hair rested upon her surprisingly large, upturned breasts. Like her arms, her long legs were strapped in place upon the upright table, spread apart to reveal her shaven, pink slit.

Her belly had grown since she saw it on the camera. There is a hose in her ass! Katherine traced its origin back to a pump on the side of a clear water tank. The water, however, had a light greenish hue. Oxanna was still oblivious as she walked closer to pat the girl’s stomach. “This is only the beginning my dear. This substance is being absorbed, making your beautiful body fat and repulsive!”

I can’t just shoot her, she has to suffer. Holstering her gun, Katherine prowled behind the woman and stood carefully. Abbey’s fiery eyes snapped to the approaching woman. Oxanna turned, just in time to dodge her strike. The Russian scientist kicked Katherine in the shin as she grabbed her arms, trying to topple her. Katherine used the momentum to cause the woman to stumble to the side. I shouldn’t have gotten cocky. Katherine drew her pistol again, but the woman slapped it away before striking her in the chest.

The punch mashed Katherine’s breast painfully, causing her to stagger backwards. Oxanna took the opportunity to lunge upon her, trying to wrestle her to the ground. Katherine kneed her in the hip as she stomped upon her foot. Katherine pushed her backwards and dropped low. She was able to connect a strike in her side and then in her stomach. Oxanna crumpled to the floor, breathless.

Katherine snatched her firearm from the floor and pulled the hose from the restrained girl’s backside. She cried out as the colored fluid poured onto the ground. Katherine undid the girl’s straps and disconnected them from the table, all the while keeping an eye on the scientist on her hands and knees. Abbey’s belly had inflated to make her look 7-8 months pregnant. Katherine handed her the restraints and watched as the small framed girl carried her added weight, stumbling to her subdued captor. Is she bigger already? She lowered herself and attached one restraint on her wrists and another on her ankles. Abbey arose, “Hurt her for me.” The woman stumbled to the door, leaking some of the water with each step. “I have to do something.”

Now alone with Oxanna, Katherine pulled the woman’s black panties aside and picked up the running hose from the floor. “There’s still a lot left, shouldn’t let it go to waste.” She held the woman’s hips as she worked the damp tip in and forced the hose into her ass.
“Ugh!” She struggled, fruitlessly as the running hose fed deeper into her backside. “It doesn’t matter. I’ll be dead soon anyway!”
Katherine agreed as she walked to the panel on the pump. She noticed it was on the lower setting. She turned the lever up to high flow and laughed. “I can’t make you suffer enough, but I can try.”

“Stupid Brit. You know that all the people here are going to die one way or another. Once the guards outside figure out what is going on they’ll overrun you!”
As if on cue, a loudspeaker crackled and Abbey spoke, “To all of the personnel of this facility: I have taken the control room and I am locking down the inner complex. Everyone outside is free to go, but anyone inside will be pleased to know I have released Oxanna’s failsafe.” The woman laughed maniacally. “She didn’t tell you guys about that, did she?”

Oxanna shifted, showing pain as she cussed her former captive. “I surrender! Take me in and I will work with your bosses as a foreign prisoner!” Her big eyes pleaded. Her exposed behind wiggled the hose as she tried to find a more comfortable position.
Katherine stepped forward and spanked her thickening rump. “No chance in hell.” Her clothes were stretched, as the concoction inside caused her to grow subtly.

Papers shuffled as the voice started again upon the announcement system. “I have the plans here: it shows how this mist, when inhaled by men, and only men, will cause them to suffer a violent heart attack within minutes. Looks like your boss didn’t trust you!” She scoffed, “I already sent that out so you better make your last few seconds count!”

Moments later, a few naked men charged past the door with their assault rifles. They shot at the secured door for a moment before one stepped back, peering into their room. Katherine stood, gun ready. The man watched for a moment before nodding and dropping his gun. “Good ridd-“ He grunted and stumbled backward, falling dead against the wall. The other gunfire halted shortly after.

The skinny redhead’s body grew since she had last looked. Her clothes started tearing at the seams, making way for her fattening body. Her arms and legs puffed out as her breasts and backside easily doubled in size from their previously modest proportions. Her skirt split up the sides as her chunky ass popped free. Buttons shot upon the cement floor as her hefty breasts escaped from their outer restraint. Her belly pressed against the floor and her face had rounded as she jerked in pain before becoming despondent.

“My husband was the one who came up with the concept of the aging cream. We were testing it on volunteers for a few months when he decided to splash some on me accidentally one night. Luckily it wasn’t refined at that point, but I look about 20 years older because of that selfish son of a bitch.” She scoffed, tensing for only a moment before continuing her tale as the water blasted into her. “I mixed some of the cream into that fools dinner for a few weeks and watched him suffer as all of his organs shut down. I was so blinded by rage that I didn’t think about where to go from there. The Government wanted results so I had to turn to prisoners and then to the employees. I had good results, but I figured out that there wasn’t a good end for me.”

The pump ran dry, sucking loudly as it forced air into the fattening woman. “You are a monster and there is nothing that’s going to save you now.” Katherine stepped in front of the bulky inflated woman. Her undergarments were stretched to the limit. The woman thrashed her head, causing her crimson hair to dance wildly as she bellowed in pain. Wanting to prolong the pain, Katherine decided to cut her bra and panties away, exposing her now gargantuan breasts. The ruined underwear launched onto the ground as her body quivered. She balanced awkwardly upon her restrained hands and knees.

Her belly spread outward upon the floor as she writhed in anger. “You can’t just let me die! Imagine all the knowledge that you’ll be giving up! I can help!” The woman’s naked body pressed onto the cold floor.

“You’re not going to leave this place.” Abbey returned, standing in the doorway. She too had grown incredibly large. Her face had gained only a bit of fat around her cheeks. From there down, her shoulders had widened, her arms had gained bulk, and her breasts hanged on either side of her meaty belly. She still retained a water-swollen midsection, but it was flattening as the fluid was being absorbed. There was a roll upon her wide hips, which still showed an impressive hourglass figure. Her shaven are was now hidden between her plump thighs. The long, sexy legs were broader, but still smooth.

“Ugh!” The inflated woman on the floor tried to turn, but was unable to see behind her. “I’m going to burst! You’re better than this!” Her insides made a loud gurgling sound.
Katherine walked behind her as she yelled, grabbing the switch to the machine and snapping it off. “Nah, I think I’ll leave you.”
Abbey gave a sad, thankful smile as she walked closer. “There is a hidden escape tunnel in the control room.”

“Good, let’s go get the others.” I changed my mind, I can’t just abandon them after all their suffering. Katherine took Abbey’s arm and helped her awkwardly large friend through the door as the woman let out a shrill cry behind them. The pump whined as it tried to force more air into the reluctant scientist. There was a sudden popping sound and a wet noise as the pump’s sound normalized. Abbey started to turn, but Katherine stopped her. “Don’t look.” Without thinking, Katherine’s hand was pressing upon the woman’s massive breast. She pulled away apologizing.

“It’s okay, I’m probably never going to get small again. That’s probably the most action I’ll see for the next 20 years.”
“I think you’ll be fine.” Katherine assisted her through the doorway and pulled her slightly, causing her to stumble. She pressed Abbey against the wall, mashing her inflated belly and breasts between them. There was a slight pause before Katherine grabbed her ass and planted a sensual kiss upon her lips. Abbey got a childish grin on her face as she pulled back. “When we get out of here I will help you get back on your feet.” Katherine gave a sly smile. “After some fun first.” They continued on to the control room to begin evacuation.

Part VII

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Kell had returned pulling a cart filled with armaments and an immobile woman. Another woman followed beside him as they walked down the slope and through the pasture. Once in town, a crowd of his siblings came to greet him. Nora pushed to the front, her belly already heavy with children from the previous day. I’m already waddling, I wonder how big I’ll get with Piven’s seed.

“What happened?” His mother put a hand upon his hip, concerned. “We heard they attacked the town.”
“I brought back two survivors.”
Erin, the immortal merchant with a weight in her belly raised her head and gave a slight wave. “Hope you don’t mind.”

“Of course not! And who is this?”
“Denah, she is my new mate.”
Nora hid her hurt expression. “She is welcome here. I hope he gives you a child soon.”
Denah looked like she might burst into tears, but she nodded and composed herself.

“I see you are growing well, mother.”
“Yes, Piven’s children will be healthy and strong, I am sure.” Nora rubbed her belly thoughtfully.
Tali stepped forward. I’m sad that she isn’t pregnant yet. She likes it in the back a little too much. I’m astounded that she can handle Kell’s cock so easily, being that she’s so small. I will convince her to let him in the front soon, I’m sure.

“How many were there?” Tali questioned.
Erin, the woman in the cart spoke. “About twenty or thirty, and they follow Pashia.”
“They know of this village, they will probably mount a sneak attack just before dawn.” Denah said, seeing the questioning stares. “I heard them. They’re going to purge everyone, but they won’t come at least until nightfall.”
Tali began directing her sisters to set up traps and fortify defenses. Nora thanked the girl and set out to inform Piven.

Kell left Erin to Samara’s care and brought Denah to a newly constructed hut. She was kind enough not to mention his elongating cock until they got inside. “I’m not allowing you to defile me again! I am thankful for the shelter, but I cannot have a tainted child.”
“Your faithful sisters left you to die and you still refuse to be with me? I will not reveal that you are one of them, but I cannot leave you alone yet. And I need to take care of this.” They both looked at his hanging shaft. “I can take your backside if that would be better.”

“That would break me!”
“I’ve done it with most of my sisters so it must not be that bad. Tali seems to enjoy it.”
“I am not doing that!” She stared at the monstrous organ. “I suppose I can use my mouth. That will have to work.” She went to her knees and used both hands to raise his shaft, holding it for a moment, marveling at its size. She gripped the sides and put the tip onto her tongue. He pressed her lips wide, hesitant to go far into her small orifice.

With slightly more force he was able to slip it into her mouth, causing her to gag and pull back. “You have to take this one way or another!”
“No I don’t, you can’t do this to me!”
“How many innocent people did you kill in that town? I’m giving you a second chance!”
She sighed deeply and opened her mouth as far as she could. She guided Kell’s monster into throat and fought not to gag. He hit the back of her throat twice before she pulled away again. She caught her breath and gave another attempt. The tip pressed the beginning of her throat as she used her hands to stroke it. She vigorously rubbed him as he moaned. Kell couldn’t resist, humping her head slightly as she jerked him.

She wretched, tears forming in her eyes as she struggled not to recoil. He pushed harder, forcing his immense cock to move down just a little too far. She pulled back, but Kell held her head in place, moving as she did to keep his shaft buried in her face. He mashed more of his fleshy cock into her mouth as she fought, squeezing it with her hands as she shuffled backward upon the floor. She retched, but it only allowed him to slide deeper. His excitement built until he finally started shooting, launching heavy streams of hot sperm into her unwilling throat. She let out a muffled scream as cum dripped from her nose. Her throat was distended, pulsing as he delivered his load into her belly.

The thin girl spit a small amount onto the ground as he withdrew the shaft. Her small belly now looked visibly distended. She held it, glowering at the man. He sat beside her, drained in multiple ways. “I’m sorry, I have stronger urges due to this blessing.”

The fire seemed to pass from her eyes. She wiped her mouth and moved beside him after a long pause. “I forget that you are not to blame for your curses.”
Kell ignored the jab. “I will take care of you, but you need to realize that they won’t take you back.”

“I know.” She rested upon his shoulder. “Tell me, how can your mother look so young? Or did Kinok age you?”
“Kinok made her younger. I am only around eight months old, but my body is fully grown.”
The girl put her head in her hands and sobbed. Kell didn’t understand why. “I learn faster, though!”

Malia, Tesha, and Numa, the three given unknown blessings, decided to go to the stream to bathe. They had become close since their trip to town, all being nervous of the impending attack. They removed their clothes and splashed playfully in the water. Malia enjoyed their company. Both girls were younger, but their bodies were developing quickly. Their increased growth allowed their small frames to support enormous breasts. Malia had a more modest build, having breasts that were only handfuls and a firm butt that didn’t seem as bountiful as the others.

Another woman approached. Piven’s daughter Tamri stepped into the water as the other girl’s splashed.

“Have you had Kell’s cock yet?” The lighter skinned girl asked playfully.
“Hehe, not yet, but hopefully soon!” Tesha announced, her curly black hair stuck to her shoulders.
“I can’t wait to try him too.” Malia brought water upon her midsection.

Tamri gave a disgusted glare to Malia. “He’s your brother!”
“Well, he’s actually my dad. My mom said he was a gift from Kinok.” Malia smiled as she brought water upon her tight tummy.
“Isn’t it weird that you all have sex with your family?” Tamri gave a pleading look.
“Not really. We all love each other and we all have blessings in some form or another. Kinok wanted us to make children and there aren’t many men around us.” Numa interjected.
“Well, my parents say we shouldn’t mate with each other or it will make our kids into freaks.”
“We’ve all been fine so far. Maybe Kinok blessed us so that won’t happen.”

They heard a snapping twig and saw Kell walking upstream. The man’s third leg started to rise as soon as he saw the four naked women in waist deep water. He waded into the stream as they watched. He looked at the girls and shrugged. His eyes went back to the bashful sister, wadin closer to Malia. Her heart skipped a beat as he lifted her leg and guided his slippery cock in between her thighs. She assisted him and he found the spot quickly.

There was intense pain as his monster pushed her open, moving into her belly. Malia’s eyebrows turned upward and her chin trembled as she whined. She let her leg down, but he was long enough to stay in place, still slipping into her.

Tamri watched the scene with a sullen expression, but her cock grew in spite of her feelings. Numa gave her a playful wink as she bent down, showing her rump to the excited girl. Tamri moved closer and nudged her cock between the girl’s thighs before pressing it up, finding her warm spot quickly. She lifted one leg higher as she leaned into it. Once all the way in, they started pumping fast, causing Numa’s hefty breasts to wobble with the motion. Tamri’s formed tits moved only slightly, always pointed slightly upward.

Tesha was touching herself as she observed the couples. Kell and Malia hugged as his massive cock was hidden between her spread legs. He grabbed her butt, which was partially covered by water as she held onto his shoulders, nuzzling upon his neck as he impaled her. He grunted as he pushed her hips onto his pole, sending jets of his seed into her belly. She gasped, looking scared as she lost control, shaking with orgasm as his seed inflated her tummy between them.

She lifted herself after the tremors passed. Kell watched Tamri going at his daughter, and they both seemed lost in the moment. He held up a finger as he quietly came up behind the girl with both organs. With his shaft still hard and wet, he used a hand to guide himself between her legs as she fucked Numa.

“What are you? No, wait! I’m not ready!” He wasn’t sure which hole he found, but he went in with astounding ease. He stopped just past the tip as she stayed motionless, trying to tolerate the pain.
“Is that your front?” Kell asked with concern.
“Y-yeah, it’s just so big!” Numa laughed as she bounced back, forcing Tamri onto his cock. Kell didn’t stop again, pushing all the way into her pussy. Tamri yelled, trying to maneuver forward, over the bent girl, without success. “No, no… uhh…” Kell could tell that she came from the forced entry. He pumped her for a time as he grew close to completion. Her moans changed to grunts of agony as the father and daughter trapped her, skewered on his pole. Both reached orgasm as the girl in between gave weak grunts. Kell’s seed made her belly grow, resting on Numa’s plump posterior.

Kell’s cock slipped free and he stepped away, starting to wash himself nonchalantly. Malia, with her belly full of his white goo, held a hand between her legs and pushed some of her brother’s seed out. Malia turned to her half-sister and smiled. “Don’t feel left out, Tesha.” She pressed a handful of the substance into her sister’s lower opening. She repeated the process as Tesha spread herself to accept more. “Now we all shall be blessed!”

She opened her eyes once she was certain he left. Her captor had posted one of his ‘sisters’ outside, watching the entrance. I have to be fast and she won’t even know I’m gone. Denah cast a stone into some foliage beside the hut. The guard’s head turned at an instant and she followed the sound. Denah took quick, calculated steps to get around the other side. Dusk was approaching and she had to avoid the aforementioned traps if she was to find her way out. She dodged between the huts, acting casually if she saw one of the villagers passing. At the edge of the town she walked carefully through the grassy field, heading for the tree line.

A shout rang out as a soldier of Pashia charged with sword drawn. “Traitor!” The girl was nearly within striking distance when the ground fell away beneath her. Her scream slowly faded and there was an eerie silence before more battle cries echoed in the distance. The barely armored women spread out, jogging carefully. Seven more of her former sisters fell away during their charge. The others ignored her and made their way toward the town. They didn’t trust me so they came early.

Uncertain, Denah followed behind her rampaging sisters. Suddenly a nearby explosion knocked her to the ground. With only minor cuts, she watched as another fighter was blasted by an exploding pot. A slim woman lobbed the bombs from the top of a hut. She readied another, taking aim at an approaching fighter when an arrow launched her backwards onto the ground. The explosive set the hut ablaze as the squad of women continued their attack.

Denah got to her feet. She followed as her former leader charged into the town a short distance away, cutting down one of the endowed girls. Vanita paused, calling her followers to assemble. There were only eight of them left as they moved in groups of two. She followed Vanita’s group as they moved to the biggest home in the center of the town. They found a woman with enormous breasts lying immobile in the bed.

Vanita grinned. “Why would so many of you ask for Kinok’s help when he only leaves you cursed?”
Denah couldn’t watch the carnage any longer. She crept behind the leader’s partner, standing in the doorway, and yanked her hair. Denah grabbed her wrist, snapping it as she stumbled. She snatched her sword from the ground and brought it up just in time to counter Vanita’s swing.

“So, you did join with the heathens?”
“You don’t have to kill them, they just want to be left alone!”
“They need to be put down like the mongrels they are.”

The woman drew back to swing, but a man called from the other edge of town. She jumped back and paused. “Let us talk!”
“There is no need to waste breath.” Vanita sneered. “Step aside Denah and let me put them out of their misery.”

Women came in front of the other nearby huts, barring the doors and setting them alight.
“I am Piven and the rest of your warriors are in those huts. You have no fighters left and no way out.”

Vanita was a slender, wispy woman with small features and tiny pierced breasts. She laughed heartily as the man spoke. “I still have half of my force watching from the tree line! If I fall or I signal them they will charge, fully aware of your defenses.” She didn’t wait for a response. Vanita shoved Denah aside in a sudden charge and slipped a sword through the man’s stomach. He put a hand upon her arm as he slumped to the ground. The man grimaced, holding his wound. “What trickery did you do?”
Vanita looked at her sword, trying to make sense of the situation. She cast her sword and shield to the ground, laughing. “It worked, it really worked.” She looked at the dying man as if accepting his fate.

Denah retrieved her weapon and moved to strike the thoughtful woman, but stopped as she turned with surprising confidence. She held up her hands before turning to the man dying in the grass again. “We switched bodies.” The girl gave a youthful laugh. “I’m Piven!”

The tall, slender woman gave a mischievous, toothy smile as she ran to the edge of town, her magnificent butt bouncing with each step. She raised her arms and called out. “Victory!” The remainder of the force grouped up and walked toward the town. They were at ease as their leader coaxed them closer.

The women gathered a short distance in front of their leader, giving quick glances to Denah, who sat in the grass behind her. Vanita pointed to the largest structure in the town – a long house where the villagers met for their evening meals. “The queen freak is in there! Let’s show her the power of Pashia!” The wounded man begged for them to stop, but he was fading quickly.

The girl’s brought their swords high, chanting Pashia’s name. Vanita motioned them forward, but stayed back as they moved. Denah watched with horror as the entire building and the surrounding area collapsed inward, pulling all the girl’s down into a sinkhole. Vanita nodded with approval as the dust began to settle. She stepped to Piven’s now motionless body and pulled the ring free. “I think that went well.” She looked down, pinching her left tit, giggling as she started kneading it. “I like this body.”

Get it Together

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The three kids stopped by Mrs. Hyun’s house. The slender woman was mid-workout when she answered the door. Her sports bra was visibly tight upon her chest and her exposed midsection showed a noticeable bump. She gave a guarded smile to her visitors as sweat glistened on her forehead. Jack felt Ashley’s stare. Jack wasted no time in commanding her to believe his parent’s innocence. He told her to remember how Alma was just misguided, but ultimately was trying to help. Their principal agreed, inviting them inside to discuss the conference, but Jack just wanted to go home.

Jack said goodbye and led his pregnant sister and judgmental girlfriend home. I guess she is my girlfriend now. I am trusting her with more than I should, but she seems like she understands me better than my family does. She is pretty accepting of this whole mess, really.

A man stepped out from between a couple of houses ahead. With his palms held high, he waited for the trio to come closer. Ashley nudged Jack, whispering loudly. “It’s him!”
“The guy that was in your room?”
“Hey, I saw him last night too. I saw him walking.” Karen chimed.
“We have to go.” Ashley begged, pulling his arm.
Jack looked back, into her eyes. “It’s okay, I will command him if he tries something.”

The man seemed calm, lowering his hands as they approached. “I want to talk.” He waited as they looked to one another. “Not here, though. Let’s go over there.” He pointed to a small stone gazebo down the road in an otherwise grass-covered lot. At his reassurance, they all walked to the spot and sat at the covered picnic bench in silence.

“Look, I knew this was an easy job getting into it and I’m in no rush, really. I just want to make this as easy as possible and letting you fix your family troubles helps me. The fewer lives ruined means fewer stories floating around that can lead people to the scepter. It’s a win-win, just don’t get greedy.” He tilted to one side, resting heavily upon one elbow.

“What do you want?” Jack mustered the courage to look into the man’s eyes.

The man stroked his eyebrow slowly, watching Jack like a lion sizing up his meal. “Did you hear about the teacher that died a few years ago?”
Jack recalled the story. He remembered well, how they found a twenty something teacher from their school dead via inflation. Jack had a hidden interest when he heard about it on the local news. I think that might be what led me to my enema fetish. I don’t want people to die, though. “Yes, I heard about it” The news said her death was a suicide, but I only heard the details from around the school.

“That woman stuck a garden hose up her ass in the middle of the day and put it on full blast until her stomach burst. Don’t you think that is a little odd? The police said there was no foul play involved, they all assumed she enjoyed doing that sort of freaky shit and she just couldn’t shut it off in time.” He leaned forward, speaking with his hands. “Completely unrestrained, she could have removed it easily, and you’re telling me she killed herself in that fucked up way?” He leaned back. “I don’t buy it. See, I think someone made her do it, someone who can control people.”

“I had nothing to do with that.”
“I know, but you met the kid that did. That’s where you got that piece of metal that controls people.” He drew a long breath. “I’m not here to hurt you and I’m not here to pass judgment; I’m just here to get that funny little stick.” He leaned back. “But, you know what? I see you’re trying to get your shit fixed and I can understand that. I have a lead on something else I’m after, so I’ll give you a little more time with it. But, I have to get your word that you’ll give it up when I come back, deal?”

“Why should we give it up?” Ashley snapped.

The man showed demure smile. “I could take it if I wanted to, but honestly I think you’re going to fix your problems if I give you more time. And I don’t have time to turn it in before going after the next relic, so I’m just trying to be nice.” He put his palms flat, intimidating Ashley with a glare. “I’m going to come back in a couple of weeks, and if I have to fight with you then I will make you all regret it.”

“I command you to forget you ever met us and leave this town.” Jack commanded.

There was a short pause as the man turned his eyes to Jack. He leaned forward and cracked another reserved smile. “No.”
“How the hell are you able to resist it?” Ashley asked.
“There is a lot that you don’t know. There are quite a few people who are immune to its command. Like I said, this job is easy for me.”
“There are more of these?”
“Not this, but other relics that do similarly amazing things. Now, last chance, do I have your word or should I just take it now?”
“Just agree with him, Jack.” Karen finally spoke, sounding frightened.
“Fine.” Jack agreed, looking to the table. “I’ll give it to you when you come back.”

“I can tell you’re not fully committed, but I think you’ll come around.” The man left them with a knowing smile, walking a few blocks before vanishing into an alleyway.
“That’s ominous.” Karen sighed. “Well, we have to make the most out of it while we have it.”
“Maybe he’s not really going anywhere, maybe he’s just trying to confuse us before he strikes.” Ashley wondered aloud.
Jack shook his head sharply. “No, he’s immune he could have just taken it from us.”
“I guess you’re right.” Ashley rested the top of her head in her hands. “He really is giving us time. He is leaving us as an easy target so he doesn’t have it with him.” The others were perplexed. “See, if he would have taken it and commanded us to forget then our problems wouldn’t be resolved and we’d cause more trouble in town when we got caught.”
“Caught doing what?” Karen interrupted.
“Really?” She rolled her eyes dramatically. “You and your aunt probably would continue, your mom would still be fucking the kid at the grocery store, and my dad…” She realized she said too much, but continued anyway. “My dad would keep fucking me and eventually one of those or something else would cause some problems. He actually wants us to fix them so he can take it and cover his trail.”

“That sounds like a lot of work.”
“Not for him. He is going after something else, so maybe he wants the rod to stay here now for safekeeping.”
“I guess, but it still sounds ridiculous.”
“So does a chunk of weird metal that makes people do things.”
Jack rolled his eyes jokingly. “I guess.” He smiled before resuming his serious demeanor. “Well, for now we need to start packing – we get to go back home tomorrow.”
“Yeah, I’m guessing I’m in for an awkward conversation with my dad.”

Her father called for her as she passed the couch. She sat beside him as the television clicked off. “About last night, I…”
“It was my ass, Dad. You just came in my ass.” She knew he wanted to scold her for swearing, but he was too relieved to care.
“Good, I’m glad. I just think we should try to make sure this scare doesn’t happen again.”
I wish I had the ‘scepter,’ then I could avoid this and just command him to stop. “Dad, listen, you can just use my ass if you want.”
“Don’t swear, honey.”
“I think we’re past that, Dad. I’m a woman and you can fuck my ass whenever you want, just don’t cum in my pussy and we don’t have to worry!” It’s kind of a rush to talk to him like this!

Her father drew in a sharp breath. “Come here.”
Ashley nervously stepped closer. What can he do, he fucking loves me.
He held up a finger. “You do not talk to me like that young lady! You know how I feel about swear words and I will not have you disrespecting me!”
She looked to the ground with her arms crossed. “Fine.”
“You march up to your room right now, we will talk about this tomorrow.”
Ashley turned and sullenly walked to the stairs. “Fuck you.” She muttered under her breath.
“What did you just say?” Her father stood and stomped toward her.
Fuck, I was too loud! “Nothing!”

He tugged her arm, leading her to the dining table. “You want to be a bitch, I’ll treat you like one!” His face reddened.

It was very out of character to hear her father swear. She watched as he unzipped his pants and sat in a wooden chair. He fished his organ free and looked her squarely in the eyes. “You want this in your ass? Well, go ahead!” She bent down, but he stopped her. “You can spit on it, but that’s it.”

Ashley huffed as she let a few drops of saliva fall upon his sizable cock. She turned and unbuttoned her jeans. She got them just above her knees when he tugged her closer. “Spread your butt.” Ashley licked her finger and used it to prime her tight asshole. Opening her cheeks, she lowered herself onto his lap.  He held her hips, pulling her down fully onto his cock.

“Oh, Dad, wait!” She closed an eye as a sharp pain made her body tense.
He stopped her from standing back up. “No, you are being punished young lady.” She felt his warm breath upon her neck as he slid her slightly back and forth on his lap. It hurts, but it feels good at the same time. She moved and felt another twinge of pain, causing her to attempt to stand again. He held her firmly and pulled her back down in an instant.

Finally she started to grow accustomed to his shaft buried in her backdoor. She leaned forward and started bouncing upon him. She felt his grip tighten and his grunting intensified. She looked back to see his eyes closed and his mouth wide. She felt immense satisfaction when he climaxed, filling her ass with warmth. He regained his senses and lifted her, pulling her jeans up and tucking his limp organ away. “Go get ready for bed and don’t swear! I raised you better than that.”

I was raised to be a little slut! She smiled, still holding his load in her ass as she went to her room and changed into her nightie. Without panties, she laid belly down on her bed and began touching herself. She pressed a finger against her clit as she imagined her dad above her, slipping his wet cock into her ass again. She imagined him holding her down as he pounded her, owning her. She was almost there when she heard him coming up the stairs. Fuck it, I don’t care. She didn’t hesitate, continuing to finger herself as her father opened the door and lost whatever he was going to say. Her tight body trembled, surely giving her dad an amazing view of her formed ass, glistening and exposed beneath her nightgown.

Ashley huffed as she slipped backwards, standing weakly as her dad watched. “I was about to come and apologize, but I see that you… enjoyed it as much as I did.”
She couldn’t hide a smile as she bit her bottom lip. “I love having you in my butt, Daddy.” She knew it was wrong, but no matter how far this went she knew the command rod would save her. It got Jack’s parents away from jail time.
“Honey… I… I love you, but-”
“I remind you of Mom, don’t I?” She had a sudden surge of confidence.
“Hon-“ He drew a deep breath. “Yeah. You look just like her and… I know we can’t keep doing this.”
“Why not? No one has to know. Just don’t get me pregnant and we’re fine!”
He covered his face, trying to hide his embarrassment. “Honey, we both know-“
“How about we talk about it tomorrow.”
He thought for a moment before conceding. They said their goodnights and she went to clean up and brush her teeth.

Jack and Karen were packing their bags when Henry and Steph came in. “We are glad you get to go back with your parents, but we want you to know that if anything ever goes wrong in the future you are welcome here.” Henry looked to his wife, expecting her to say something. He continued after a short silence. “If you ever need help, we are just a phone call away.”

“I want you both to do whatever Karen says and then forget about it when you leave the room.” Jack grinned to his sister, “Have one last fling before we go.”
“Jack!”
“It’s okay, no one will know except us.”
Karen cocked her head judgingly. She rolled her eyes, “Fine, I guess it won’t hurt anything.” A wicked grin crossed her face. “Steph, imagine that Jack is your husband and you are really horny.”

Stephanie’s airy eyes danced as she smiled broadly. Her pink cheeks showed dimples as she slid her top off, moving closer to her relaxed nephew. Jack allowed her to pull his pants free, showing his excitement. Her soft, full lips opened to kiss his throbbing cock. She took it into her mouth and sucked vigorously.
Henry watched, confused and irritated, as his wife unclasped and revealed her pleasantly large tits. “Steph, what the fuck are you doing?”
She turned and puzzled over the man, the dick still in her mouth. She leaned back to look at Jack, and then back to Henry. “I must be dreaming!” She announced, turning to unzip her actual husband’s pants.

“Remember, it’s just a dream!” Jack said, not thinking as his finger touched the rod on the bed.
Henry calmed as he looked at Jack and then to Karen. He watched her as his wife wrapped her tongue in various angles upon his large cock. He’s big! Jack felt weird judging his uncle’s size, but he liked seeing Steph gag as he pushed it into her throat.

Easing her aside, Henry turned to Karen as she sat leaning back upon her bed. He pulled her forward and slipped her navy blue maternity dress up and over her head. As usual, she wasn’t wearing underwear. “I’ve wanted to go in you for a long time.” The lean man opened her legs with confidence and slid his cock inside. Karen’s eyes darted from person to person as she tried to process what was happening. She tensed as he pushed in. “It’s okay, it will feel good once you get used to it.” He paused before giving her a little more.

Ugh, he’s a creep. Jack shrugged at the thought, realizing he wasn’t one to talk. His thoughts were pulled away as Steph shed her lower clothes and crawled atop him.  She moved her hips, sliding his cock against her slit before moving higher to allow him inside. His aunt’s hair tickled his face as it draped above him. He had to tilt his head upward to look into her eyes. She looked wild in a way Jack hadn’t seen before. She moved her hips, moaning as his cock moved in her wetness, finding a path to go slightly deeper. This excited her even more.

Jack was nearing orgasm faster than expected. It took less than a minute before Steph worked the seed from him, moving his cock upward with her hips to drain every drop inside her. She went wild riding him, allowing herself to be overcome with pleasure. I’ve never seen her like this. She’s really sexy when she’s not being a bitch. Steph lifted herself upright and bit the tip of her finger as she continued moving slowly. “God, you’re a good fuck.” She giggled and watched him for a time before she turned to the sounds beside them.

He saw his pregnant sister, pinned beneath their uncle on the other half of the bed. She showed her teeth as she endured the agony. “It’s too much, it hurts!” She pushed against his chest and tried to close her legs, but he was stronger and unwilling to stop this ‘dream.’ I could command him, but I think she’ll like it eventually. Henry reassured her as each slow thrust allowed him deeper into his niece. She shrieked as he reached her limit, just shy of going all the way in. “Oh, oh, ow! J-just don’t go any deeper, okay?” Karen breathed to calm herself.

Something shifted, causing her to tense and twist slightly. He gasped as he slipped even farther. She let out a pathetic grunt as he started moving, faster than before. She struggled and used all of her might to push him, causing his cock to pop out. “Stop! I can’t!” She closed her legs and used both hands to cover her privates.

“Henry, leave the poor girl alone and go in my ass.” Steph coaxed him.
The man looked confused. “But, you don’t like it in your ass.”
“Well, a cock in the front might let me handle it a little better.” She gave Jack a devilish smile as she leaned down upon him, pressing her tits into his face. His cock was still hard, and Jack knew he could probably go for a second round.

Steph reached back to spread her cheeks. Jack watched her face shift into varying levels of discomfort. It was only moments before she let go and lifted herself upward in sudden pain. “Oh, no! Oh fuck no!”
“My dream, hon.” Henry held her hips as he forced his cock deeper. Stephanie bucked, trying to evade the immense pain in her ass. She tightened her pussy and Jack couldn’t resist pumping her from below. It’s like a vise! Jack’s movement seemed to lessen her misery as both men fucked her.

From below he could see his uncle looking at Karen again. His sister was turned and had her legs down as the rest of her body lay upon the bed, leaving her ass held high. She recovered from the rough sex, ignoring the threesome that took place, thankful she wasn’t involved. Henry, however, had his mind set. He stepped back and moved behind Karen once again. Steph was relieved, still showing some pain as she bit her lip and moved carefully upon his cock.

Karen wailed as Henry shoved his way inside. “My ass, that’s my ass!” Henry’s expression relaxed as he let his weight push his large cock into her unprepared rump. Karen fell forward, scrunching her arms against her chest as her baby bump disappeared into the blanket. Henry pushed in all the way, cumming within seconds. Karen bawled while her uncle rested upon her, his shaft completely tucked into her taught backside.

The scene excited Jack as well. Steph’s pained gaze turned to euphoria as they came together. She collapsed upon him, resting her head beside his as they embraced. I wonder if she got off watching my sister take it in the ass too.

Steph walked cautiously downstairs. Her husband turned to regard her questioningly. “What happened?”
That dream felt so real, my ass is sore just thinking about it. “Just a wild dream.”
Henry looked shaken. “I… I had a weird dream too. It was with the kids… You were with Jack and I was with Karen.”
“Henry!” Her hands rested upon her hips. “You think I would let that little shit sleep with me?!”
“Well, no, it was just a dream, but it felt so real.” He shook away the thought. “What was yours?”

She sighed, “There were two of you, one was with me and one was with Karen.” She set her jaw as she watched him. “I feel like part of you wants me, but another wants that slut. Or maybe you just want to have kids.”
“It’s a dream, Stephanie! I know you don’t want kids and I’m fine with that. I’m not getting mad at you for getting double penetrated by your nephew and I!”
Steph relaxed. “You’re right,” her eyes narrowed, “I remember that part except it was you going in both holes… Maybe we ate something funny.” There was a moment of thought before she continued, “Wait, my ass still hurts! Do you think?”
“Think what? I thought you weren’t taking it in your ass anymore since I got fixed.”

Stephanie didn’t respond, stepping in front of the chair and unzipping his pants. She pulled his boxers down and pulled out his enlarging cock. She moved close before jerking away. “Ugh, take a shower.”
“Wait, so I actually did go in your ass?”
She nodded knowingly. “I think that little fucker gave us something!”
“But how?”
“I don’t know, but maybe he’s doing the same thing to his parents and sister and that’s why they went insane and all started fucking around!” Henry started to question, but he couldn’t set up a valid argument. “I know it sounds crazy, but I just let you in my ass and… You fucked Karen.”
“We don’t know that.”
“She was crying because you rammed it in her ass after being in mine, wasn’t she?”
Hank looked down in defeat. “I thought it was a dream.”
“And you said he was the one under me?” She waved the thought away. “You know what, it wasn’t our fault. That little shit made us do it.”
“We have to be sure, keep this between us for now, okay?”
“Fine.” Steph looked at his still standing cock. He cocked his head slightly in response. “No way. Go clean up right now!”

Henry huffed as he tucked it away and headed upstairs. Steph walked to the kitchen feeling drained. It’s 11, we lost over an hour up there. She got some water and decided to head to bed. She stopped to grab her vitamin before shambling up the steps. During her ascent she thought of how much she enjoyed the man beneath her, that somehow had been her scrawny nephew. I can’t be crazy, there are too many signs. I just have to be careful and watch him when he gets back with my sister. I knew she wouldn’t fuck her own son without something behind it. Steph stopped abruptly at the top of the stairs. She touched herself as she recalled how the man she thought was Henry had cum in her twice. If that wasn’t Henry then… Oh fuck.