Submissive

Standard

He watched the two women from a distance. Both were dressed in gaudy, short dresses and extravagant jewelry. He planned as he followed them, noting what he could grab quickly. I’ll go for the short one with the fat ass. I’ll grab her purse, that necklace, and I guess I’ll nab that ugly ring – It looks old, so it’s probably something expensive. The skinny girl doesn’t look like a fast runner, so I should be fine. Both of them seem kind of oblivious to the people around them too. I don’t see anyone who will try to stop me, so this should be a piece of cake.
 
He saw an opening and started his approach. They stopped on the side of a busy street, arguing about something, completely unaware as he edged closer and closer. Mateo lined up his hands and snatched the ring and the necklace in a fast, forceful maneuver, sliding his arm through the strap of the low hanging purse before he bolted. He sprinted along the sidewalk as his vision blurred and he stumbled. Dizzy and bewildered, he fell against a parked car, rolling along its hood. His line of sight changed into a tunnel as he seemed to be falling backwards.

His eyesight returned as he stood again, watching from someone else’s perspective. He located himself in the crowd ahead, his former self rolled off of the front of the car and landed upon the ground. Disconnected, he watched a passing car headed for the person lying on the ground. Mateo was silent as the car shook, crushing his former body.

A scream brought his mind back to reality. He looked to his side to see the slender woman from before. Confused, he looked down at his hands. They’re so small. What just happened? His eyes wandered. Holy shit, those tits are huge! Am I… He grabbed the large breasts on his chest. I’m in her body!

“What did you do?!” The tall blonde woman exclaimed. Not the source of the scream, as she was more irritated than shocked.
“What is going on?” Mateo could only ask, confused by his new, higher pitched voice.
“I know that look! You got her killed!” The stunning blonde scowled. “Don’t run; we have to get that ring back!”

Mateo saw a group congregating around his former body. He stepped closer, seeing a pool of blood forming. It was odd seeing his lifeless body at a distance. I cheated death, so I guess I should be thankful.

“Do you see the ring anywhere?” The lanky girl asked quietly, craning her neck as she looked past the collection of people.
No ring in sight, it must’ve gone flying. “What is so special about that ring?”
The woman’s long face darkened with rage. “You piece of shit, you fucking thief!”
“Fuck you, you white whore.”
The woman scoffed. “You’re a white whore now too!” She rolled her eyes as she gave one more glance to the crowd alongside the road. “I was no saint, but I want my life back! We have to find it!” The woman took his arm and led him down an alley. “Look, I know this is a lot to take in, but that ring let people swap bodies and I swapped with that woman before you ran her into traffic.” She gave a sweeping gesture, showcasing herself. “This flat chested bitch took my body before you came along.”

Mateo took another look at his buxom figure, grabbing his breasts, which were only held in place by the sequin tube dress. “You actually want this back?” He pushed back his frazzled hair. “You… this…” Mateo motioned to his new body. “I look like a cheap hooker.”

“Fuck you. I was top dollar and my customers loved me!”
Mateo laughed. “So you were actually a hooker.”
“Who the hell are you to judge? You goddamned thief.” She cocked her neck and raised a finger. “Just… shut up and listen. That bitch took over my body and was about to leave me high and dry, but I convinced her to stick around for a little while until we could figure this out.”
“Figure what out?”
“To swap back! She said it was one way, but there has to be a way to go back!” The woman ran her fingers through her hair before continuing. “The woman had already swapped bodies a few times before. Evidently, she had moved into some rich Mexican asshole who ended up being chased by the police. She came across the border and moved into this stripper’s body to ditch the heat. So, that means the previous owner is dead or in jail.”

“Why do you care? Really, why do you even want this body back? Just go find a new one.”
“Just… Never fucking mind. Let’s go try to find it and then you’ll help me figure this out.”

People were already scattering. Police had shown up to tape off the area and get statements, but they didn’t stay long. The police left and the ring was nowhere in sight. Someone took it after the accident.It’s what I would’ve done. “Ask around for anyone selling the ring. Whoever has it doesn’t know we’re looking for it, so they shouldn’t be too guarded about it.”

“Wait, you have to give me some more damned answers!” Mateo puffed out his chest in an unintentionally sexualized display.
“Listen, you little punk, you’re in my body now and…” She studied him for a moment, debating something mentally. “Look, you have to keep acting like me… I mean her… because there is a guy that knows where she stashed her money. He is the only person that knows now.”
“Huh? How much?”
“Seven hundred and fifty thousand dollars.” Mateo did a quick double take. “Uh-huh. She was supposed to meet him tonight. He knew about the ring and knew her before she started moving north.”
“Okay, so we meet him, get the cash, and split up.” She’s going to try to cross me, but I’ll be damned if I let her get away with that much money.
“No, you idiot! He wants to buy that ring. We need it first!” She calmed herself. “Look, maybe you can get the location of the cash from him and if not then you will have to buy us some time.”

Mateo glanced down to her cleavage. “Woah, you better not be…”
“Yeah, stupid, you gotta fuck him. Isn’t it worth three quarters of a million?”

The older man smiled as she closed the door. “You must be Christine.” He grinned. “Should I call you that now?”
“Sure, it fits I guess.” I am Christine and she is Cassie. He repeated the mantra. Typical whore names. “Look, the ring-“
He stopped her. “I don’t want to talk business quite yet. I want to take a test drive with that new body of yours.” The beady-eyed man walked over and slid the straps off her shoulders, letting the sequin dress crumple onto the floor. Only her black and pink thong remained. “Oh, those are some very fine tits you have there.” He spun her. “That ass is thick too, she must have some black in her.” He squeezed her behind. I am Christine… I can fuck an old guy for a shitload of cash and then swap out of this whore’s body once we find that ring again.

The man stopped and watched her for a moment. “What’s my name?”
“Uh, I don’t remember after the switch.” She lied.
“Okay, what is your name – your real name?” He inquired as he subtly balled a fist. Christine couldn’t answer. “You swapped with her, didn’t you?”
“Fine, yeah, she died and the ring is gone. I can get it back, though.”

He sighed deeply. “You know what? I don’t give a shit. Let me fuck you and I’ll give you a shot.” He yanked hard on her panties, ripping them away painfully.
“Careful, asshole!” She tried to punch him, but he grabbed her arm, as well as the other, and wrestled her onto the bed. He flipped her over and used his weight to pin her down.
“I like em feisty.” He reached to the side of the bed and retrieved some braided nylon rope, wrapping it around her wrist. “I came prepared for some fun.”
She struggled and even got a few good kicks in, but ultimately he subdued her, tying her spread eagle on her stomach to the hotel room bed. He stepped back and laughed. “A shame I can’t see your gorgeous tits, but I need the ass for what I’m planning.”

“Just fuck me and get it over with.”
“Nah, I’m going to have fun watching you squirm. I don’t know who you are so I don’t even feel bad!” She could hear a rustling behind her as the man moved in between rooms. He returned and spanked her bountiful ass hard. She felt cold lotion drip onto her ass and he used something rubber to rub it along her asshole. He pressed it in and she grunted in pain. I am Christine, this is normal for a whore.

A hiss came from behind her. She looked back to see the naked man squeezing a black bulb. “It’s inflating in me!”
“You’re smart!” He mocked her as he pressed and released with long motions. She whined loudly as she felt the inflating ball pushing her ass open from the inside. He gave her some time in between pumps as she tried to accept the pain, gasping quickly. “Having some trouble?” The man cackled. “I guess it’s big enough, better stop here. She felt a tug before the man walked beside her holding a small, loose black hose. “It’s all up to you now! Push it out.”

Oh shit! The first push barely moved the object. Her body should be used to this! Christine pushed with all of her might, causing the big ball in her ass to part her painfully before it slipped back in. She drew a few more short breaths before making another attempt. It felt like it was about to make it through when she felt it go back inside forcefully, moving deeper than before. She opened her eyes to see the man reaching back, pressing it in. He forced it so deep that she jumped forward upon the bed, screaming and pulling against the bonds.

“Just having fun, go ahead and I won’t stop it this time.” The man wiped the slime from his fingers onto her ass.

She used all her might to push the object free. She groaned as it popped out and rolled against her inner thigh. He sniggered as she made pathetic moans. He stepped back and gathered the ball, pushing it between her cheeks with both hands. “No, no, I can’t!” He held it in place as she rocked in the bed, unable to escape her bonds. He pulled one hand back, balled a fist, and punched the toy. It popped into her ass causing so much pain that she couldn’t even scream. He held it in place with a finger as she bucked violently. Soon she calmed, crying softly. After a moment she finally found words again. “I can’t handle this, it’s too much. I’ll do anything if you stop.”

“Good. You keep that in you and I’ll stop.”

He pulled the tip of his finger out and left her, struggling to retain the object. “You sick bastard!” Her ass ached as he rifled through his belongings. Christine’s groans grew louder as the enormous ball slid lower, pressing her backdoor wide as it fought to escape. “Uh, uh, oh, oh no, I can’t…”

The man came over and rammed his pointer directly into her gaping asshole. “I said keep it in! Looks like you need help.” Wincing as she glanced over her shoulder, she watched him spit upon a huge black butt plug, bringing it low and jamming it up her ass. Again, sharp pain caused tears to run down her cheek. “Keep it in.” He said in a gravelly tone.

She pursed her lips and set her mind to holding the object in place. I can’t believe I’m letting him do this! The objects still tried to escape, but the thought of the pain they would cause gave her motivation to keep them in.  Just wait for a good opportunity… The objects caused a dull ache in her bottom as the man carefully untied the restraints around her legs. How in the fuck did I get to this point. That asshole is going to hurt me if I let anything out and I’m powerless to stop him.

The man held up some latex shorts and grabbed her ankle. With her other leg free, she whipped it back and just missed kicking him in the jaw. With a fire in his eyes he cupped his hand and brought it down with all his might upon her still rosy backside. Her skin rippled as his hand bounced away. She gasped loudly as he was already striking her a second time. He assailed her and she lost count, feeling utter agony as the man spanked her without remorse. “Oh my god, oh my god, stop, stop!” She shook as he hit her, wailing as she tried to move away.

He finally stopped, talking in a far more stern tone. “You will not try anything like that again. You are my property, bitch.” She couldn’t speak as the man untied her ankles and slid the latex garment up her legs. Next, he slid on odd looking strap onto her, keeping the objects held firmly in her ass. He tightened the harness around her waist and clasped it closed. She whimpered softly as the man untied her arms and rolled her over. “I’m going to fuck you, Christine, and you’re going to let me or I won’t show you where the key is.” She looked down to see the silver lock upon the top of the harness. He also had full access, as the front straps parted in a V-shape and there was a hole in the front of the shorts, exposing her glistening pussy.

He undid his pants and crawled on top of her, lifting her legs into the air. She whined as the ball moved deeper in her ass as the man got into position. He rubbed his hard cock against her slit before he nudged inside. Fuck, it feels kind of good. He pushed his dick all the way in. God, I’ve never felt something so amazing in my life! The objects seemed to amplify the pleasure now. The man lifted her hips and pounded downward, making sure to penetrate as far as he could.

“You’re so wet! I think you might be liking that new body.”
She looked up into his eyes as he plowed her, causing her mind to swim with excitement. She looked to her rolling tits, moving in a hypnotizing rhythm upon her chest. She moved a hand down her chest and over the glorious breasts, pinching her nipples as he fucked her. Christine moved one hand lower and touched her clit. She gasped as orgasm took her by surprise. She clenched her eyes and convulsed.

He went into a frenzy, moving at twice the speed. The objects in her ass moved, but now the pain was dull, overcome by the pure pleasure running through her body. “F-Fuck!”
“I’m about to cum.” He said in a near whisper.
“Okay.” She grabbed his hips as he rammed her.
He laughed suddenly. “All right then.” He made long, forceful strokes and within seconds, Christine felt her body tense and flush, tingling with delight that she had never felt before. His cock erupted inside of her, causing her to twitch as he filled her.

The man crawled aside and let her fall to the bed. The ball and plug in her ass shifted, sending a throbbing pain through her body. Christine gave a pitiful whine as she lay motionless. He hoisted her and brought her to the door, opening it without concern. “Go get me some food.”

“I can’t go out like this!” She spoke weakly, assured that he was joking.
He scoffed as he grabbed a loose fitting tank top and some sweatpants, throwing them at her. “Hurry up, bitch, I’m starving.”
“You can’t just… leave it in me! Take it out and I’ll go.”
“You’ll go or I will leave you here to suffer while I go to a fucking restaurant! There’s a burger joint across the street.” He tossed a ten dollar bill onto the floor. “You can go get the same lock with the right key or some bolt cutters from the hardware store a few blocks away, but it will cost more than that, I promise. You get back here with my food and I’ll think about taking that out.”

Christine stepped out the door as the man slammed it behind her. Jesus, what the hell have I gotten myself into? I just have to hold out and make it back. Hopefully Cassie will get that ring and come find me, and then we can kill this asshole and take that money. I’ll make sure he tells me where it is. The thought of the old man crying in pain pleased her. She walked slowly downstairs, trying to limit the sudden movements that would cause discomfort. The hotel was run down, but seemed to be reasonably clean. She wondered why no one had checked on the loud noises coming from the man’s room.

In the lobby, she saw a well-dressed man escorting a sleazy looking redhead away from the main desk. He slapped her ass as he followed her up the stairs. I’m in a whorehouse! The sweaty man at the front counter sat back in his chair, ignoring his newspaper to stare at her chest as she passed. She made her way down the block and into the first fast food establishment she found.

Feeling out of place amongst the more adequately dressed customers, she ordered a meal. Men and women alike stared at her ample bosom, seeing her nipples poking out beneath the thin cotton top. I feel like a piece of meat. Why the hell do women wear clothes to draw so much attention? A couple of teenaged boys laughed quietly as they watched her from a booth. Her angry stare did nothing to deter them. The long wait was painful in more ways than one. Finally, they called her number and she started back to her captor.

Outside, she realized that she was very wet once again, and this allowed the pain to lessen as she moved. Feeling more and more aroused, she stepped into the hotel and moved by the man quickly as he watched her without a word. The front of her pants had a large wet spot that she tried to hide as she passed. She moved to the first landing in the stairwell and slipped a hand down her pants, pressing against her privates through the opening in the shorts. She was dripping with excitement.  Her other hand rubbed her soft, pliable breast through her shirt. Her body trembled as she gasped, slowly sinking to a squat, which caused the ball to shift deeper in her ass. The orgasm was intense, taking her breath away as she fought to remain silent. I am such a whore.

Her legs were weak after the march upstairs and she was straining with each step. The ache in her backside was mild now, but she could tell it was draining her. Knocking on the door, she could hear talking. The door opened and the man ushered her inside, snatching the bag of food from her. Cassie watched her from behind the kitchen counter.

Cassie seemed elated as she walked casually around to stand in front of her depleted companion. She reached down to tug on Christine’s bindings, smiling as she made eye contact. “He’ll break you in eventually.” Her eyes danced as she saw the damp area on the sweatpants.

Still puzzled, Christine looked to the older man holding a cheeseburger in one hand and the ring in the other. “You’re mine, you whore.” He took a bite with a wide grin and she charged him. The display was probably very pathetic, as he easily pushed her aside and caused her to stumble into the wall. He opened a very well built safe upon the table and set the ring inside, on top of countless, neatly packed bundles of cash, closing the lid and latching it shut. “Only I know the combination, so if you do something to me then you’re stuck like that forever.”

The man finished his sandwich and wiped the grease on his pant leg. He stood and walked behind a wobbly Christine. She couldn’t hold back tears as the man groped her chest. “Once you quit fighting me then things will get easier. Cassie figured it out the hard way. Don’t make me do the same to you.” He looked to the other girl. “Show her.”

The tall, slender blonde pulled up her shirt to show small bars with balls on each end poked through each nipple on her upturned breasts. She smiled broadly as she flicked them. “I’m his fucktoy.”

The man snatched a fry from the soiled bag. “I think you need a little more time with that shit packed in your ass. You go sit over there and I’ll take that off once I feel you’re ready.” Christine followed his instructions and sat in a nearby chair, wishing a way out of her predicament.

Vacation

Standard

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Mrs. Olsen

Standard

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Part X

Standard

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The Favored Part IX

Standard

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.

Comeuppance

Standard

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

Standard

“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.