Hlomel's New Life
by tannim
November 21, 2016

	The weights hanging from her large breasts were having the desired effect.  Her supportive ligaments were stretching while the rest of the breast still retained their proper shapes.  They weren't comfortable, but they were working, and that was all that mattered.

	Hlomel stood up straight to measure the stretching.  Four months of  dedicated stretching had her breasts hanging another inch lower.  She'd have to try a little more weight.  They needed to hang down near her belly button, maybe lower.  Hopefully the males would finally stop lusting after them if they sagged far enough.  She was tired of the constant attention.  Especially her father's attention.

	Hlomel hated the man.  Constant molestation throughout her youth from him and his friends had left her very skittish around others.  She'd tried to make herself as sexually unattractive to them as possible throughout most of her sixteen years of life, but nothing seemed to work.

	Ugly clothes were just laughed at and pulled off.  Bad make-up just made them more amused.  She had tried to get fat, but there wasn't enough food and there were too many things to do, or too often, having to fight against hands holding her down.  Shaving her pretty tail fur had worked a little, but it had grown back, rings and all, far too quickly.  Being a ringtail cat, she was very cute.  To be cute was to be touched and worse.

	Adding another half pound to the weights already pulling her chest down, Hlomel winced at the strain on her breasts' ligaments.  She left it on a little while, then took it off and rubbed at her chest.  A quarter pound would be a lot better.

	Somebody rattled her door handle and banged on it.  The sixteen year old tensed and tugged the rope from her breasts.  After a moment, she pressed on her belly and tried her newest defense against her father and his friends, something she hadn't had to work at at all.

	The door opened after a hard shoulder to it and a drunken camel smiled at her.  His eyes ran over her large breasts without even noticing the sag to them.  They stopped at her hips and his expression changed from lust to confusion at the sight of a large ugly pale pink and purple pear-like shape hanging out of her body to just above her knees.  He had no idea what a uterus looked like or what prolapse was.  He did have an idea of what a girl should and shouldn't look like between her legs where his cock should go.

	"Wha' the fuck's that?" His waiting erection didn't deflate as she had hoped after he saw it. "Get that outta my way.  You c'n use a toy fer me after I'm done."

	Hlomel snarled at him. "It's not a toy, my gut tore and I'm dying."

	The camel snorted and shut the door behind him.  He walked over to simply shove her onto the bed behind her, then pulled her legs up.  Hlomel kicked him hard in the neck, then harder still in the gut.  If he hadn't been drunk he'd have probably passed out.  Instead he just gaped open mouthed at her in shock and kept gaping at her as she squirmed free, cupped her womb, and drove her foot hard into his balls.

	Even drunk he felt that.  His eyes rolled up and drool ran out of his mouth.  Served him right.

	She stared at him for a few seconds before clenching her belly and groin to try and work her uterus back in.  It took almost a minute to get back in place, but she didn't wait to make sure it was ok.  Knocking one of them out was dangerous.  So was fetching booze to pour down his worthless throat.

	Hlomel slipped out as quietly as she could and ignored the sound of her little sister and mother being raped in other rooms.  Thankfully the kitchen was empty and she could grab four bottles of hard expensive stuff.  There was laughter coming from her sister's room along with a panicked choking noise.  All she could do was ignore it on her way back to her own.

	She greeted the still out of it camel with another kick to his groin before popping the tabs and pouring the strong alcohol down his throat.  When he came to from the burn she hit his head with a weight until he went still again.  All four bottles went down and the ringtail cat smiled darkly knowing he wasn't coming back up.

	He was heavy when she grabbed his legs and pulled him out.  It took a lot longer than she'd wanted, too.  Thankfully the other males were busy and didn't see her dragging him to the bathroom and leaning him against the wall.  A little adjustment to make it look like he'd been pissing and it was as close as she could get to making it look like an accident.

	The long horrible gurgles coming from her sister's room made her stop and risk pain as she slipped in in time to see their father with a noose around the girl's six year old neck.  He had his cock stuffed into her ass while a huge bull lay under and supported them both with his own dick in her cunt.  Her sister was close to passing out with the noose steadily being tightened while they double teamed her.  At least a few of the eight other men in the room had already used her by the way her holes were leaking onto the bull.

	Hlomel managed to slip out before any of them could grab her.  She was glad that was all they were doing to the girl.  Their dad was getting darker in his rape play every month.  Just choking was nothing compared to beatings and other torture play.

	After checking the doors out and finding them as well as the windows securely locked and barred, Hlomel reluctantly went back to her own room to wait for her next suiter.  She was probably going to be beaten for what happened to the Camel.  Even if it hadn't been her fault and he'd died from something else, she probably would have been.  It used to just be touching and sticking things in her.  As much as she had hated it, she missed those days.

	Hlomel stood in her room's doorway when she heard the bars being slid back to the main door.  She hurried down the stairs again, not worried about being seen, and stood in the hall waiting.  Somebody with a key to open the bar locks was worth looking into.

	The door opened to admit a familiar guest.  A not really short but definitely not tall muscular tapir whose enormous dick had been in her many times and had helped her to prolapse her womb.  She didn't like him at all, but he was fond of her.  He was fond of feeling her cervix open around his dick every time, too.  At least it hurt less than it used to.

	"Oh, Hlomel is waiting up for me?" The man grabbed her and pulled her down a few inches so he could wrap his short trunk over her muzzle while he forced a kiss on her. "Mmm... so cute still.  Too bad you're getting so old, but with your sister to have some fun with, that's ok.  Now, you get down on all fours like your mom, you still look good that way."

	Not daring to resist, Hlomel dropped immediately onto hands and knees.  She hated having to act like an animal, but it was one of his favorite fetishes and as much as she didn't like Kwabena, he had never actually beat or tortured her.  As long as she didn't count him forcing his enormous cock into her tiny cunt since she was really little or the pain of having it jammed into her cervix when she was about six.

	He tugged his pants off and lay them over her back, his underwear over her face, and wrapped his semi-prehensile penis around her neck. "To your sister's room."

	"She's already busy." The ringtail cat hated musk play but let him keep his underwear on her face. "She's probably unconscious by now if she isn't dead from the noose around her neck."

	Kwabena snorted at the not even slightly concealed disgust in her voice. "Fine.  To your room then.  I'd wanted something tighter, but I guess you'll do."

	Hlomel was glad to hear his reluctance to use her.  She crawled toward her room, used to doing it without seeing after so many men had blindfolded her.  The choking noise was gone from her sister's room, but there was an unmistakable sound of flesh being struck.

	The dick around her neck tugged at her to stop just past the doorway and Kwabena left her alone to check inside.  Hlomel was up and running back to main door before he'd even seen the unconscious six year old's buttocks and legs being belted.  When the pants had landed on her, Hlomel had felt the weight of the heavy key inside one pocket.

	Naked, scared, and excited, she grabbed it out and pushed it in.  The bars slid loudly back and she shoved the heavy metal door open.  It took five long seconds to open fully.  She was out through the gap as soon as it was wide enough and running before it did.

	Running was easy at first, but her breath didn't last long.  As much exercise as she got fighting against the men wanting to fuck her, she didn't get to run.  It was a different motion than walking and drained her quick.  It also made her large breasts bounce and slap her painfully.  She didn't dare stop, though.  There was no way they'd let her go willingly.

	Hlomel followed the road, having no idea where she could go and only thought about where she would not go back to.  Cars driving by slowed at the sight of her and she got numerous honks of appreciation before she headed off the road into some trees for cover.  Of course she couldn't be out in public like that, people would see.  It had been a long time since she'd been out of that brothel-like house.

	Trying to catch her breath, she sat against a tree and dug around in the pants she'd carried with her.  Kwabena's phone was in them.  She had no idea how it could help or who she could call.  There was a little money, and his ID.  The key was back in the doorway where she'd left it.  Hlomel tugged the pants on because anything was better than nothing.  They were close to her size for legs, but loose on the waist.

	She sat there for several minutes while calming down, cooling down, and rubbing her tired legs. Getting away from the house had taken a lot out of her.  Her mom and sister would probably suffer for it, but at least she was out.

	"Well, you didn't get very far, now did you?"

	Hlomel didn't even look to Kwabena's voice, she just bolted further into the treeline.  Panic fueled her tired legs around a tree, over a ditch, and into another ditch.  He'd found her so easily.

	He found her again just a couple minutes later. "I can track you pretty much anywhere.  There's no point to running." Kwabena dangled a stick over the edge of the ditch she was hiding in and nodded at the vicious branch that slashed at and broke it. "That's not very nice, Hlomel.  At least you didn't run again.  I've had enough exercise before I came to see your sister."

	No answer came back.  He heard rustling and saw some brush move as she crawled along the ditch.  The tapir just watched, impressed by how quiet she was despite going through that stuff bare chested on all fours with such large breasts to drag against the rough plants.

	Kwabena shrugged and took out the other phone he had borrowed so he could play a game of sudoku.  It wouldn't hurt to give her a minute to think she got away again before checking the GPS on his own phone.  He found her ten minutes later curled up with her hands on her sore scratched up nipples.  Fur could only protected them so much.

	Hlomel broke into tears when he simply sat on her.  She couldn't uncurl and she couldn't breath with his weight.  He rested entirely on her.

	"Have a good crawl? You got pretty far.  We're almost two miles from you home.  Not bad for running out naked." Ignoring her hands clawing at him, Kwabena rocked back and forth to make it worse. "Your dad is really looking forward to getting you back.  Well, no I'm lying there.  He's currently nursing a severely bruised neck, jaw, and eye.  Your sister on the other hand is still technically alive.  She doesn't want to be I suspect, but since she's probably still unconscious, who can tell.  He was really working her over."

	A strained gasp under him was the only response.  Her fingers were scratching deep at his clothes, but that was nothing he really cared about.  She could tear them if she wanted.

	"All I wanted was some time with your sister.  So I'll make a deal." Kwabena stood and let her fall sideways to the ground, gasping for air. "You want to get away.  I'll get you away.  I'll also get your sister away, but I get her.  She'll be my sweet personal sex doll.  Of course your mother stays back with your father.  I can't take everything from him."

	Hlomel coughed and crawled a few feet, still trying to catch her breath. "No."

	"I could take you back and leave you there instead.  I have to go back anyway to get Olahtay.  I can't go back without you, since I let you escape.  Your father will probably torture her to death from anger when he recovers enough.  He would have already done it had I not persuaded him to ease off her."

	Kwabena wasn't wearing pants when she turned to actually look at him.  He wasn't aroused at all, either.  Hlomel pushed herself up when he stepped next to her.  She could probably hit his balls before he could react.

	"Those are the only realistic choices you have." The tapir crouched next to her and wasn't smiling. "Your sister dies in one.  She lives in the other.  You probably die in one or you live in the other." He grabbed her left ear and hauled her to her shaking legs by it. "Even if you got away from me, you have nothing and you have nowhere to go."

	Hlomel couldn't fight him once he had her up and grabbed a wrist as well. "Let Go!"

	Her captor jammed a knee against her butt to force her to move. "Is that a no?"

	"NO!"

	Still marching her toward the way they'd come, Kwabena snorted. "Is that a yes?"

	"I DON'T KNOW!"

	"Well, you have a few minutes to think on the way back to the car.  By the way, all you had to do to get away was to drop the phone.  Without that, I'd have never found you."

	Hlomel's mind was reeling.  He'd raped her hard numerous times and his dick had been a big player in causing her uterus to prolapse since he was so wide, long, prehensile, and always forced it through her cervix, but he hadn't ever beat her.  She'd never seen him hit her sister either.  He also hadn't bid on Olahtay's pussy when she'd been born.  Giving the girl to him couldn't be worse than leaving her with their dad.

	Her mother was another thing.  Hlomel didn't care what happened to her.  She'd never raised a finger to protect them.  Those very few times she wasn't bound on all fours like an animal, she helped her husband do it.  She'd actually enjoyed the abuse, as far as Hlomel could tell.  Her mom's dull emotionless eyes didn't give much away.  The bitch deserved the asshole she'd married.

	Her captor stayed behind her and forced her to move.  She hadn't realized how far she'd ran through the woods as it took nearly ten minutes to get back.  That was a lot of time for her to think about things.  There wasn't really any options other than those he'd given her.  Even if she did manage to kill him and get away, there was nowhere to go and she had nothing if she went there.

	"Fine.  I'll do it.  You can have Olahtay." It sounded angry and was.

	"Good choice.  She always did like me." Kwabena rubbed his short trunk over her neck to right ear. "I'm sure you did to.  When we get there.  I'm going to leave you with your father and get your sister out.  I don't think he'll be up to much after I talked to him so firmly.  You're on your own until I get her out.  Finally, the car.  Thought we'd never get out of there.  Take my pants off and get in." He watched her strip and took them from her. "Even so old you're cute.  You realize I'm burning a chance to visit your future sisters by doing this? I'll be stuck with a six year old and a teen until I can get one of you bred."

	Hlomel tamped down the hatred that blazed at that comment.  She needed him to get away.  It was also completely accurate and no different than what she had heard her whole life.  Males saw her as nothing but a hole to stick things into.

	Ugly holes like her mother didn't get used much.  Her hands gripped the top of each breast and pulled hard to stretch them again.  If she could be even worse, they'd leave her completely alone.

	It took only two minutes to drive back.  Hlomel's grip didn't let up on her chest the whole way there.  Panic at being pulled out of the card and marched back inside had her whole body tense.  Her dad's voice was hoarse over the intercom and sounded extremely angry.

	"Don't do anything stupid and you'll be out of here forever."

	She looked to Kwabena and back to the sick room where her father was weezing on his recliner.  Olahtay was out cold across his lap, covered in welts that showed even through her soft fur.  His good eye widened briefly at Hlomel being pushed in, then a dark smile spread across his muzzle.

	"You ran away, Hlomel.  You aren't allowed out of the house.  Get over here."

	Kwabena grabbed her neck and held her in place. "I got her back as I said I would.  I'm going to take my turn with Olahtay now.  She should be recovered enough."

	"Fine.  Fuck her hard.  She said no to Tassle earlier." He grabbed the girl's arm when the tapir tried to pull her up. "And don't think you're off the hook for this sore throat and black eye, Kwabena.  I may have gotten carried away, but you didn't need to hit so hard!"

	"If I hadn't, you'd have killed her.  I think you owe me." Kwabena pulled her off and crudely stuffed a finger into her ass. "But I'll try to make it hurt.  Come on, Olahtay, let's go play."

	He disappeared out the door and shut it behind him, Hlomel stood in front of her old man and hated even looking at him.  He'd grown fat in his early forties.  Whoring out both daughters and wife didn't need too much work when they were such a cute species.  Ringtail cats were rare and prized.  He could still hit very hard though.

	"You're going to be spending the night in the playroom tonight, Hlomel.  You'll get to watch your mother with her nightly pack fuck on your favorite pony.  I had some new boards put on it so you'll get extra splinters after this." He pushed himself up, groaned and grabbed his ribs on the left side and snarled. "Damn his fist is like a brick.  Get your worthless cunt over here and get your tongue up my ass!"

	Hlomel made a face in disgust and didn't move, she hated that disgusting act more than most other things they did to or with her.  Fear and excitement made her not directly say no.  Instead she tried her new defense tactic and relaxed her groin to again let her pussy prolapse.

	She saw his eye drop down at the hint of pink sliding out.  The look of disgust on his face as more of her cervix and uterus slid out made her hopeful.  It slid out until the tension of her ovaries pulling against their internal anchors made her stop.  He sat up again and ignored his ribs to see it better.

	"What the fuck is that?!"

	His look of disgust made the teenager very happy.  She bent down to lift it with both hands so he could see the loose ring of her cervix.  The fear and excitement had the veins running along its outside standing out more visibly than usual, pulsing with her racing heartbeat.

	"You like?" Hlomel waddled forward, wanting to make it look as awful as she could for him. "You helped rip it out of me every time you fucked me.  All your friends tried to pop right in and they usually managed while I was so little." She stood as close as she could and dropped it on his leg only because she couldn't reach his dick with it. "Go on, fuck it.  Isn't it CUTE enough for you?!"

	Her father smacked it off his leg angrily and pushed himself up.  Anger helped ignore the pain in his ribs enough to take a deep breath to yell at her.  Hlomel punched his ribs where he'd grabbed, then kicked him in the balls when he grabbed his ribs.

	Whatever chances she may have had to get away with only light punishment were gone as he wheezed on the floor.  She backed away quickly and ignored her womb still prolapsed out against her leg as she opened the door and hurried out.  If Kwabena didn't take her away, her dad was going to kill her.  The dark look he'd shot her even doubled over told her that.  She was glad to see the tapir coming out of her sister's room as she came out.

	Hlomel held the door shut and hissed at him. "Hurry up!"

	The tapir's eyes darted down to the raw fleshy organ hanging out of her vagina, but it only got a snort. "Fine, I'm ready.  Do something about... that and come on."

	It was uneventful leaving, other than passing her mother being walked on a leash just outside.  The woman didn't even turn her head to look, though she had to have seen them.  Hlomel's eyes followed her as she was lead inside on all fours like an animal.

	After a minute of silence, the ringtail cat relaxed a little in her seat. "Good to see mom getting some exercise.  She's getting fat."

	"She's pregnant." Kwabena didn't look away from the road for almost another minute, then looked over. "Your uterus is still hanging out.  I told you to do something about that."

	"You don't like it?"

	The pleasure in her voice at asking annoyed him. "No."

	Hlomel smiled and spread her legs wider. "Good."

	"I can dump you out anywhere or you can push that back in and get to a safe place."

	"And where is it safe?" The air was drying her womb out and hurting, but she kept it out anyway.

	"You can stay with me and your sister for now if you like.  Nobody is going to be looking for you there or going to touch you there if you don't want them to.  Now put it away, I don't want any mess in here."

	Figuring it wasn't good to push him and feeling it burning anyway, Hlomel pulled on it with both hands while clenching her gut.  Fifteen seconds of pushing and pulling had it sliding back into her body.  The burning lingered for the rest of the trip, but slowly faded and was a welcome distraction.  It gave her something to think about instead of all the fears about what would happen next.

	She didn't want to think about her pregnant mother, her sister, or herself.  The light pain was a good excuse to rub her belly, too.  She felt like throwing up from nerves.

	After a nearly silent thirty something minute drive they pulled into an industrial park, through a parking garage, and out to a small house sandwiched between two factories.  It was old, but looked in decent shape as far as the paint being there ad the windows not being broken.  It had a garage that Kwabena pulled into.

	"We're here.  You can help me get Olahtay out of the trunk."

	Hlomel didn't ask why she had to help, since he was plenty strong to do it himself, but at least it was something to do.  Her sister was conscious and crying when the trunk opened.  Kwabena had left her gagged with a double ended phallic gag.

	He smirked at Hlomel when she saw it, then hefted the six year old out. "You two always looked so sexy sharing that, I couldn't leave it behind."

	Olahtay didn't stop crying when she saw her older sister.  It wasn't her first ride in a trunk.  When they went somewhere, it meant she was rented out again.  That usually meant many partners in a row.  The pain in her throat from being choked as well as the bruises and welts covering her body hadn't eased any either.  They hurt worse being carried.

	Kwabena carried her with one arm without any difficulty, Hlomel just held her sister's tail.  She opened the door when told to and followed inside where it was quite neat and tidy.  A young tapir boy that looked very much like Kwabena was sitting at a table drawing.  An equally young rat in a pretty dress was scrubbing the floor nearby, while a slightly older rabbit wore only an apron as he did dishes.

	The three looked up to them, but immediately went back to what they were doing at the sight of Hlomel and the crying girl.  Only the young tapir kept looking back at them as they walked past to another room.  He got up and peeked around the corner after them, too.

	Kwabena set Olahtay down on a bed, then snapped a small cuff around each of her wrists, binding her to the posts.  The six year old lay there for it, trying to wipe her eyes with her upper arms, but the long rubber equine style penis hanging out of her mouth got in the way.  Crying tended to make the men rougher when they used her.

	Hlomel crossed her arms and smirked. "Two boys? I was sure you liked girls."

	"Three boys, actually.  One of them my son.  And I do prefer girls.  I did not intend to have the other two and didn't want the son." He didn't look away from the younger ringtail's naked body while he untied the strap around her muzzle and pulled double phallic gag out.  She coughed when the seven inch thing slid out of her muzzle and throat. "You're safe here, Olahtay.  Your father isn't going to beat you anymore and there will be no more torture games."

	Olahtay sucked in a deep breath and let her eyes dart to Hlomel, who just shrugged, and back. "Hard to breath! What happened?"

	Ignoring the breathless hoarseness of her voice, Kwabena grinned and ran both hands over her flat chest. "I stole you from him.  You'll be living with me now.  Maybe your sister if she stays.  I stole her, too, even though I only really wanted... you."

	She looked down at the hands rubbing her nipples with a blank expression.  The tapir saw it and slid a hand down to her pussy slowly to make sure she saw that too.  Her legs squeezed together at the touch, but then just lay flat again while he rubbed her clitoris.  At least that didn't hurt.

	Kwabena kept rubbing it with his thumb while two fingers pushed inside her still semen streaked hole. "No response to that, huh? Well, that's ok.  Here's what this means.  I'm still going to have sex with you.  You're still going to let me.  That won't change.  I'll still have full access to your lovely little body.  What will change is that it will only be me.  I'm not sharing you with my friends.  There will be no random beatings and no abuse for fun.  I don't do that." His fingers sank in easily up to the knuckles and he leaned down to push his short snout in with them, making her groan as he went on. "If you make me, I will bind you and leave you in place for a while.  I'm not above hand spankings either, but I don't want to do either of those."

	Her older sister crossed her arms under her large sagging breasts and sighed as she condensed it for the girl. "You're still nothing but a hole for him to stick things into, but he won't kill you like dad was about to."

	Pausing without looking up, Kwabena snorted. "Thank you for that, Hlomel, I'm sure it was very helpful."

	Olahtay's thighs and belly flexed with him stuffing his trunk in and out, but she otherwise lay perfectly still.  The pleasure helped ease her throat and bruises and it was going to happen anyway.  Why fight it?

	Kwabena waited several seconds before sliding his trunk out and sitting up. "Any questions, Olahtay? You can speak freely to me.  You can even raise your voice if you really need to.  I don't mind.  I bound your wrists to keep you from fighting while I explained things.  If you are going to be quiet and behave, I will let them loose."

	"Ok." The six year old ringtail stared up at the ceiling, not even tugging at her wrists. "I'm thirsty."

	Hlomel sighed. "Pretty sure she's out of it.  You're not going to get much out of her right now.  You may as well fuck her now.  Having that big thing between your legs in her usually gets her going."

	Shaking his head, Kwabena unbound her wrists. "No.  Not tonight.  I don't want her to associate me with pain and with those welts, I think that's all she'd feel.  You can stay with her if you want.  I'll get her some water.

	"Fine." Olahtay was shaking when Hlomel sat down on the bed next to her. "Looks like you got lucky.  I wish somebody had wanted me like this."

	"Breathing hurts."

	"Yeah... it does when they crush your neck." She didn't hug the six year old.  Hugs were forced things men gave so they could touch more.  Taking care of somebody wasn't something she had to do often and Hlomel wasn't sure how.  She just sat stiffly next to her sister.  Her own body was just starting to shake from shock, too. "Just lay there and relax I guess."

	They sat awkwardly for several seconds before Hlomel stood up. "I'll be back in a minute or two."

	She didn't bother to explore after leaving her sister.  It wasn't a big place by the look of it.  She passed only four rooms on the way back to the kitchen, one of which was a bathroom.  There were stairs up to another floor, but that didn't interest her yet.

	Kwabena was at the stove stirring a pot while his son was still drawing.  The other two boys weren't there.  Neither tapir was speaking when she came in.

	"I don't think she wants hot water." Hlomel paused next to the boy to look at what he was drawing.  It wasn't anything very good, but she could vaguely make out a car. "So what happens now?"

	The boy looked up to her and kept looking.  Her breasts were hanging right over him, if slightly to his right.  They were each as big as his head and there was nothing between them and him.  His trunk lifted and brushed over her left breast.  Hlomel didn't even twitch.

	Kwabena kept stirring. "It's not water, it's soup.  It should help her throat more than a more solid food.  Actually it's more broth than soup since I didn't put much solid in it.  You can get her some water now or she can wait a minute for this to be ready and I'll bring her some."

	The boy's trunk slipped between her breast and chest, but Hlomel continued to ignore it. "I guess it is hard to eat after being choked.  So what's up with the boys? I didn't picture you going for that considering today."

	He snorted. "No, I'm not interested in boys.  This is Gyasi at the table.  He was a ... gift from a previous visit of mine to a different girl.  Apparently she was very mature for an eight year old.  Her father tried to blackmail me over it.  I don't think he'll try again, but I got stuck with him.  I guess I don't mind."

	Hlomel looked down to Gyasi. "Cute.  And the other two?"

	"Cai and Henrik were two bad orders.  I'm not happy about it."

	"Orders? You ordered some boys?"

	"No.  I ORDERED some girls.  I GOT some boys.  Cai was sent first.  He was dressed as a girl and looked very pretty when he was dropped off.  I only found out a little later that he was a boy.  The group wouldn't take him back and I can't exactly dump him off anywhere safely.  Henrik was the second and last attempt.  They didn't even try to make him look like a girl when they packed him in a crate."

	Gyasi lifted his hands up and laughed when Hlomel's breasts swung above him when he pushed on them.  He acted as though he hadn't heard what they were saying.  He certainly didn't seem to care about how he was described.

	Hlomel caught her breasts to stop them from swinging. "And then you came for my sister.  I don't think my dad was going to give her away.  He's been spending a lot of time with her."

	Kwabena turned off the burner and poured the soup into a thermos. "I was going to offer to buy her.  Since he was an ass, he lost you both.  I do wonder how he'll react when he finds out." The tapir laughed. "I found what I assume to be your work in the bathroom and drug him into her room and put him in her bed.  When he pulls the covers off he'll see that camel spread out waiting for some love."

	"He's going to be quite upset.  I wonder if he'll kill mom." Hlomel felt the hands pushing her breasts again and stepped back. "You speak pretty openly about it around him."

	"He can't hear anything, he's deaf.  I can say whatever I damn well please.  His first few customers beat him pretty hard when he was a baby.  Since he was a boy, he wasn't very valuable." Kwabena grabbed a pitcher of water and a glass and went back to Olahtay's room.

	Hlomel looked at the disappointed little tapir.  He smiled hopefully at her, then made several gestures with his hands.  They meant nothing to her and when she didn't respond his smile dropped and he turned away to the picture again.  Feeling odd about it, the ringtail cat followed the boy's father.

	She paused in the doorway to see Kwabena sitting next to her sister and rubbing her legs while she sipped her soup.  Hlomel just walked away and finally went around the house.  The other two children weren't on the first floor, just a tv room, a room with books, bathroom, and what was clearly the sex room.  She wasn't surprised at the rubber coated floor and large posters of naked girls spread out on the walls.  She was surprised by the lack of substantial restraints like the rooms she was used to.

	Upstairs the two boys were playing with some dolls in front of a bunk bed.  The older rabbit looked bored, but the feminine rat seemed to be enjoying it.  They were talking up until she stood in the doorway, then they looked very nervous.

	The boy in the dress, Cai, looked on the verge of tears. "Here for me?"

	Hlomel crossed her arms under her breasts. "Why would I be here for you? Either of you."

	"Sex."

	He said it so bluntly that the ringtail cat frowned. "Because you look like a girl?"

	Henrik squeezed two dolls together like they were fucking. "Because he's still cute and little.  At least it isn't so bad with a woman.  I only got guys."

	Cai looked down at the pretty mouse figure he had been having dance around the floor. "Girls can hurt a lot, too."

	Hearing the two talk left a sick feeling in Hlomel's stomach.  She'd never thought boys would be used like she had.  There had been several boys when she was growing up.  Every one of them had been happy and laughing and eager to join in sticking their dicks into her in one way or another.  She'd hated them just as much as the adults.

	"And what do you do for Kwabena?" Hlomel felt her womb slipping down, but was too distracted to deal with it. "I can't see him tugging your dicks."

	Henrik tossed the dolls away, but his eyes drifted down as the pink of her cervix slid out. "Nothing.  He doesn't touch us.  He just makes us clean up and stay out of the way.  I thought he was... uh... he was... What is that?"

	Cai looked up to where he was pointing in time to see the last two inches of her womb slip out. "That's kinda weird."

	"It's something inside me.  Men seem to hate it, so I let it hang out as much as I can now.  It kept them off me for almost two days before one wouldn't take no." She sounded proud of it.

	"Two days isn't very long." Henrik crawled over to her to poke it, her nudity didn't appear to bother either of them. "How much are you renting that girl to Kwabena for?"

	"What? I'm not renting her!" Hlomel grunted to contract her inner muscles at the touch.  Her uterus slowly slid back up, but only a few inches. "She's my sister.  I guess he owns her now like he does you." The ringtail used both hands to pull her organ up. "He stole us both from my dad.  Just as well, dad was about to kill her anyway."

	Cai held his doll harder and both boys were quiet after that.  The five year old rat looked very uncomfortable.  Neither boy looked surprised at all, though.

	Henrik pushed up on Hlomel's cervix just to distract himself from it as he spoke. "After two boys I guess he wanted to make sure he actually got a girl this time.  I thought he was going to kill me when he opened my crate.  Um, he was really angry."

	The other boy nodded. "Yeah, he was really angry.  He ordered a three year old girl from a sort of book.  He wasn't happy to see a boy more than twice that." Cai forced a smile. "What's your name, anyway? I'm Cai."

	"Hlomel.  Kwabena wasn't angry when he got you?"

	"Umm... I looked like a girl when I was delivered.  He didn't try to hurt the delivery man like he did for Hendrik because he didn't know I wasn't until he was gone." The little rat tugged at his clothes. "My owner figured I'd be more popular as a girl, but I never made him much money, so he put me inside instead of one of my sisters."

	Hendrik shivered at the memory of the tapir's face when he'd first seen him. "I think he hurt the delivery driver.  What about you? He doesn't want to fuck you?"

	"He fucked me a lot when I was little." Hlomel sat down on the bottom bed. "I'm too old for his tastes now.  I was too old for a lot of the guys back at the house.  It gave me time to try and make myself unattractive to them." She tugged at her stretched breast tendons angrily. "I don't think it worked, but I'm still working at it."

	"Foo Weh-y."

	Hlomel looked up to the door to see Gyasi standing there.  He waved a them and repeated what he said.  Cai and Hendrik both got up.

	Hendrik made a hand gesture and the little tapir left. "He said Food's Ready."

	Following, Hlomel looked surprised. "He can speak?"

	"Barely.  He doesn't know what words should sound like."

	Downstairs, there were several boxes on the table.  Gyasi dumped a couple into a bowl, while Cai and Hendrik opened the others.  Hlomel had no idea what any of it was, but it smelled good, even if it looked questionable.  Having not seen rice before, it made her wary.

	There were a lot of vegetables in sauce with meat bits stirred in which tasted good when she tried it.  The spiciness made her eyes water.  Food had been pretty bland for her and Olahtay back home.

	Gyasi made some more handsigns that Hlomel didn't understand, but the others hurried into the tv room.  They were quiet while they ate with a cartoon to distract them.  It was the first time in a long while that Hlomel wasn't worried about somebody coming in to fuck her.  She didn't think about her sister at all.

	In the other room, Kwabena ate with Olahtay.  The six year old ignored his hands touching her leg and flat chest and just sipped at her soup.  She liked the heat on her sore throat.  Her body still hurt all over, but at least that made her feel slightly better.

	He wanted to fuck her, which is what he'd already told her.  Not wanting to hurt her was an odd thought to her.  It had felt pretty good when he was rubbing her clit.  She wished he'd go back to doing that instead of rubbing her welts, even if there were some pretty bad welts on her mound around her clit that would be touched, too.  Sex usually made the pain go away for a while.

	Kwabena kept avoiding any real pleasurable touch where she wanted it until she set the cup of soup down and caught his hand. "Touch down here."

	The tapir smiled at her guiding his hand to her groin and pushed two fingers right into her damp vaginal folds. "Gladly."

	"Erm... touch me here, too."  Olahtay's voice was still rough, but slightly less so than it had been while she pulled his thumb to her clitoris. "Make it hurt less."

	He pressed down to her pleasure nub with his other hand instead, using two fingers to stroke it while his other hand pumped his fingers in.  Her pussy squeezed hard around his fingers, feeling delightfully tight despite having his and other cocks in it before.  Cubs were so wonderfully quick to rebound back to tight after being opened.

	His attention had her legs closing over his hands trapping the left with his fingers still inside her.  He had a good view of her belly flexing in time to his rubbing and amused them both by changing how fast he stroked her clitoris or how deep he plunged his fingers.  The wheezing from her damaged throat made him ease up whenever it got too loud, but he didn't stop.

	Olahtay closed her eyes and lay back.  The pain faded into the background with her cunt making her feel ok again.  It didn't feel good, but it felt very ok, which was far better than she had felt before.  With the tinge of pleasure and arousal building, she wondered if taking his cock would hurt like it usually did.  As much as she hated having to do it, sex was familiar and relaxing when they weren't hurting her in other ways.

	Big guys always hurt when they went in and even more so when they rammed against her cervix enough to force their way in, but she didn't mind so much if they weren't beating or pushing needles into her.  Having something deep inside when she came usually made her peak feel a lot more powerful.

	The young ringtail grabbed at his hands with her pussy pulsing quickly near release. "Stop!"	"Why?" Kwabena kept rubbing for a few seconds more.

	"Don't want hand." Olahtay shivered when he pulled his fingers out. "Need deeper."

	Her new owner stood and tugged his pants open and off and looked very much relieved.  His long erect penis extended nearly to his ankle down one pant leg and lifted up in front of him when it was fully freed.  Kwabena flexed his groin and his erection swung over to rub along her flat chest.

	He smiled at her when she grasped him just behind his tip. "You want me to mount you normally?"

	"Yes, but" the girl spread her legs with a pained groan, "please don't lay on me."

	Kneeling between her legs, he ground his cocktip up and down her heavily aroused young pussy.  It was wider than her visible slit with it's two inch diameter at the tip.  It widened further down the shaft, but she'd already had it stuffed into her in the past and she wasn't worried about that.

	"I can probably manage without that." His cock bent visibly in his hand with each stroke and looked much softer than it was with that flexibility.  "Just have to get it all slick first.  I don't like going in dry.  You're wet enough that I shouldn't need anything extra."

	His small partner didn't seem to mind.  The lack of direct stimulation to her clit let her cool down enough to make the pleasure last longer, though she was breathing heavily with her pussy pulsing visibly against his tip.  Olahtay lifted her hips a few times to help, but then let them go still when it aggravated the deep bruising hidden under her fur.  Once that hit, all she could do was wrap her long ringed tail around his cock and lay back panting.

	"Oww... You can do all the moving."

	Kwabena spread her pussy open with his left hand and suddenly jabbed his wide glans against her still slick pulsing pussy.  Even with the lingering bruising pain, the six year old's back jerked off the bed with a loud cry of surprise at the spike of fresh pain of being stretched open so far.  Her hands jerked up to hug her tail when it immediately jerked up to her chest in response.

	He pet down her belly, but didn't give her time to get used to it while he pushed in further thrust after thrust.  With her vagina fighting against his adult size and natural tapir girth, it took a lot of effort to get in at first, which is why he loved her so young in the first place.  Her young inner muscles dragging over his shaft were much more intense than even her sister's despite how many times he and others had been in both.

	The bump at the end of her tunnel was another favorite.  He knew males weren't supposed to enter a girl's womb.  He knew it could render them infertile and hurt them a lot.  He felt so good having a tight cervix crushing around his shaft that he pushed in anyway, and Olahtay let out the cutest squeal of discomfort when he pushed hard until he popped through it.

	Her body flopped on the bed again when he forced through it, then she just looked down at him to see more than a foot of his cock still remaining outside of her body.  She had tears in her eyes from the sting of that entry, but she blinked them away and bit the hairs of her fluffy tail tip to keep quiet for him.  Once the initial pain of forced entry subsided, actually having it moving around inside always felt pretty nice.

	Kwabena paused to slide a hand all around her slick rapidly pulsing pussy, then slathered her aroused juices all along the remainder of his cock.  His last favorite part was next.  With a little tug back to make sure he was moving easily, he pushed in hard and flexed his groin.  Fifteen inches of very thick tapir dick slipped into her and his hips met hers with a firm slap.

	Olahtay's eyes rolled back.  She felt his cock curl about in her uterus.  Her hands dropped away from her tail to feel that intimate organ bulging from holding so much inside it.  The pressure had been terrifying her first several times and there was still a fearful thrill every time he did it, but she liked it after it happened.  She could feel his heartbeat through the bent flesh in there.

	After a few seconds she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "It feels a little better now."

	"Good." Kwabena gripped her hips until she winced, then let go to hold the bed under her as he pulled out.

	Her pussy squished against his balls and hips with his cock dragging her back with it for a second before the friction gave way.  Even with her arousal and getting his shaft fully slicked up, she was too tight to slip easily free yet.  He only pulled out a few inches, but had to move his hips and hers back nearly twelve to do so.

	The man huffed when he pushed back in. "Hold onto the sheet under you so you hold still."

	Olahtay's attention was on the movement in her womb more than his voice.  Just three or so inches pulled out, but the entire contents stretching her uterus open had changed position.  Her hands on the outside felt it through the thick muscular walls.  She did not want to let go of that.

	Her head shook no when she finally thought to respond some seconds later.  She was pulled back with the next thrust and again with the next after that.  Each time made he slipped out a little easier and her body moved a little less despite not holding onto something.  The deep penetration had her pussy leaking copiously around him with rapidly growing arousal.

	Pleasure from his attention pushed the pain back again.  All the time it had taken him to get in had let her cool down, but the wonderful tingles were back spreading up from her clit and groin all around her body.  They took they pain away.  They always took it away and she took her first deep breath without a spike of agony stabbing into her lungs.

	Kwabena watched her body relax and he felt her relax, even around his bent erection.  Her flat chest rose smoothly for her breath.  It fell just as smoothly.  He sped up, pulling more out and driving it back in hurriedly.  She was responding to him and he wanted to drive her higher.

	"Don't go so fast.  She won't want to finish any time soon." Hlomel's voice behind him made him slow right back down after he'd jerked his cock halfway out in startled surprise.

	"Hello to you too, Hlomel." The tapir flicked his trunk in minor agitation, but recovered quickly and shoved right back in.  His little lover took a deep breath at the length stretching her back open again.  He bent down to rub his trunk over her flat chest. "You want me to make it last?"

	"Yes, please." Olahtay relaxed as best she could, still rubbing over her swollen belly. "I don't want to finish."

	Kwabena kissed each nipple, then pushed himself back up to rock slowly into her. "Well, let me know if you want me to speed up, slow down, or stop."

	Hlomel leaned against the door frame and watched.  It was different when she wasn't expecting anybody to come in and force themselves on her at any moment.  Her sister looked much more comfortable than she had when they'd arrived.  The light rocking motion had Olahtay's eyes slowly closing with pleasure.

	Turning, Hlomel left them alone.  She'd seen sex and those two weren't going to stop any time soon thanks to her intervention.  She had even felt Kwabena penetrating her cervix like he was doing to her sister numerous times.  It had felt so wrong and unpleasant every time.  The pressure slowly tugged her womb down when his dick hadn't come out smoothly.  He was part of the reason she had prolapsed.  Maybe she should thank him for it.

	The ringtail cat snarled to herself at that idea.  She wouldn't thank him, even if it had been useful in her goal to be less desirable.  After a minute of brooding outside and listening to their grunts and intimate noises, Hlomel wandered off to look around with hands tugging on her breasts again.  Her ligaments still needed their stretching for the day to make her sag further.

	Cai, Hendrik, and Gyasi watched and followed her from a distance.  She was far more interesting than a tv show.  They stayed far enough back that they could just peek around the corner of each room she went in, but were disappointed when she just looked around and wandered out again each time.  All three dashed into a room she'd already been in so she wouldn't see them each time she turned to leave.

	Hendrik watched her open a trunk and whispered to the others. "She's looking for something." Gyasi signed, 'What?', and the oldest boy shrugged, not really able to reply to him. "Never mind.  She's going into our room, come on."

	Inside Hlomel looked through the sparse toy chest, which they knew only held a few dolls and a couple tennis balls.  She ignored them and opened the closet near it.  The ringtailed cat looked disappointed.  Only a pair of shoes and a little pile of clothes was in there.

	The boys hid again, then followed her to Kwabena's room.  Hlomel dug around another chest, looking much happier when she pulled out a pair of five pound dumbbells.  She lifted them a few times, then set them on the bed and kept looking.

	Cai giggled louder than intended when she sighed and dug a pair of socks out of a dresser. "Why's she playing with his socks?"

	Hendrik hissed at him. "How should I know? Hush up!"

	Gyasi just tilted his head, watching, as Hlomel tied the two socks together, then tied one end around one of the dumbbells.  A weapon? He and the other two boys were even more confused when she made a noose from the other end and tried to slip it around her breast, failed, unmade the noose, slipped the sock into her cleavage and remade the noose around her right breast root, and tightened it.

	The ringtail cat leaned back as she took the full weight of it on the ligament.  All the weight pulled down on it above the bulk of the breast making the bottom look fatter as it was compressed downward.  She grabbed at weight a few seconds later and held it for a while, then let go and dug another pair of socks out of the drawer to do the same to the other breast.

	Peeking in, Hendrik shook his head. "She's hanging them from those? That's weird."

	"At least she isn't hitting me with them." Cai shivered. "Heavy things really hurt."

	Gyasi looked up at the other two at their movement.  He knew they were saying something, he just couldn't hear anything.  Did they want to go look closer? She hadn't seemed to mind too much earlier when he'd played with them.  When they didn't move, he decided that wasn't what they wanted.  It was certainly what he wanted, though.

	Hlomel turned at his footsteps but didn't stop fiddling with the sock to get it tighter.  Five pounds was on the borderline of comfortable and too much.  Had the socks been the thin rope she had at home, it really would have been too painful.  Since they were wide and soft, they didn't dig in nearly as badly.  The weight was certainly doing just as well, judging by the uncomfortable tension on her chest.

	She eyed the little tapir looking at her curiously.  He didn't look like a problem.  A hint of movement at the doorway told her the other two still spying on her.

	"I already know you're there.  You don't have to hide." Hlomel caught Gyasi's hands and pulled them to the weights while the others came in.

	He kept his hands where she put them until she made a pull down motion with both hands.  Not knowing what she wanted exactly, Gyasi pulled quickly like her motion.  The ringtail's upper chest visibly tightened but her hands caught his wrists quickly once the weight grew too much.  She shook her head, straightened up, and made the same motion, but much slower.

	"Why do you want those weights on them?" Hendrik poked her left breast. "They look fine."

	"I don't want them to look fine." Hlomel grunted at Gyasi doing a much better job with a slow pull.  She leaned back to make the ligaments connecting her breasts to her chest slightly more visible. "Looking fine is the problem.  I want them to sag down and look bad.  Men don't like them when they look hang low.  If they don't like something, they won't want to fuck it."

	Cai watched opened mouthed, then shook his head. "Sometimes they want it to look bad so they can enjoy making it worse.  My balls are pretty messed up but that just made the ladies happy.  The liked snapping rubber bands over them and tying strings around them and my dick." He swallowed. "It really hurt for a long time after each group."

	Hlomel rubbed her chest to ease the tension, but she didn't try to stop it. "I guess it's dangerous to be cute even for boys.  All the boys I saw growing up were just as happy to stick their dicks in me as the adults.  They'd finish and laugh and leave.  A few would slap somewhere.  A few called me names and a few did worse, just like the adults.  If I looked bad enough they usually wouldn't bother me.  They'd go force my mother to please them or one of the other girls that were brought in,  So I'm trying to make myself unattractive to them." Her hands dropped away and she slowly let womb drop slowly out of her body again. "This helps.  Since they really hate it, but I can't have it hanging out at all times."

	Hendrik and Cai both watched it come out again.  So did Gyasi when he saw them looking down.  He squatted down to watch it slide out and stared open mouthed at it.

	Hlomel was ready when he let go of the weights and caught them herself.  She didn't pull on them.  The boy's tugging had been getting close to too painful again.  He did like her chest.

	Gyasi squeezed her uterus curiously.  He was laughing at how it looked.  The raw muscle with visible veins running along it didn't seem bother him.  When he found her cervix, he surprised her by squatting lower and poking his trunk against the center.

	"Hey, No. Don't..." Hlomel shivered at the boy's trunk sliding inside. "He can't hear me and I could have just stepped back.  I guess it's not too bad.  He's a lot smaller than his father."

	"Huh?" Both boys said it at once.

	The ringtail cat clenched her legs together around her womb and stepped back when the exploring little snout got too vigorous wiggling around inside. "Erf.  His nose isn't as big as his dad's dick."

	"I guess he would be pretty big.  Gyasi's got a third leg down there already."

	Looking somewhat happy, Gyasi climbed back to his feet and reached for the weights again. "Puh aga?"

	Hlomel shook her head and just kept her hands over them, letting them just use gravity. "No, that's enough pulling for now."

	Noises from below told her that Kwabena had finished finally.  She wondered if her sister had, too.  It had been several minutes at least since she'd left.  Since she hadn't learned how to tell time too well as a sex doll her whole life, she had no real idea how long it had been.  Hlomel smirked at another noise.  Nope, Olahtay hadn't been done yet.

	"I guess they're done." Hlomel lifted the weights to ease the pressure again. "Don't you three have something to do?"

	Cai adjusted his dress. "Not really.  We could help tug on things if you want."

	Gyasi patted his ear and Cai signed something to him.  The little tapir shook his head, not understanding.  Hendrik took his and Cai's hands and pulled them along to the door.

	"She wants to be alone.  Fine.  Come on, we can draw or something."

	Alone, Hlomel moved to the wall and leaned against it.  Having to support both her breasts and the weights was hard on her back, especially after the day of running and exertion.  She brought her hands up to her chest and rubbed over her nipples.

	They were scrapped up pretty bad from the rough leaves and brush she crawled though, but they weren't bleeding.  She did find a lot of paper-cut like slices on the tender tissue but those would heal quickly.  Rubbing them brought a little of the stinging back.  It was amazing how she could have ignored that and how weak her legs felt after an hour or two in a new place.

	The ringtail looked outside and saw it was only just getting dark.  She really hadn't been out of her old home very long.  It sure felt like a long time without worrying about some guy coming in and sticking his dick up her cunt or in her ass or both one after the other.

	Her eyes drooped as she gave in to the sudden exhaustion with one thought strong in mind as she fell asleep. "I'm not letting any of those bastards back in me again."

	Nearly asleep herself, Olahtay was still feeling good from her fourth orgasm.  It had taken a while for the first after she'd asked Kwabena to go so slow, but she'd built up to the others quickly.  He'd looked really cute rocking into her, especially when he'd lain down on his side and helped her onto hers so he could kiss her chest and lips easier.  She liked kissing and touching.

	He panted next to her with his cock still inside.  Nearly twenty minutes with a six year old as tight and pretty as Olahtay had really drained him.  They could both feel his dick slowly shrinking and pulling itself out of her womb.  Neither wanted to withdraw it manually.

	When the tip finally popped through her cervix on its way out, Kwabena pushed himself back onto his knees and helped her onto her back again. "Feeling better?"

	"Mmm." She yawned broadly. "Yes."

	"Good.  You can stay here tonight.  If you like the room, you can have it as yours or you can share my room with me.  I'd like it if you chose to share my room, but I'll let you choose."

	Olahtay's legs squeezed together as his cock retracted out of her.  The last few inches left her feeling very empty when they slipped free.  She still felt the heat and relaxation of the orgasms, but the missing pressure inside made her want to do it again.  Her pussy pulsed visibly for a while after he pulled out and he sat back and watched it.

	Thought was so hard beyond thinking of feeling good, Olahtay rocked her head back and forth. "Too tired choose." 

	"That's fine.  You sleep here tonight.  I need to go speak with your sister."

	She watched him go, stretched, winced at the discomfort that brought, and fell asleep seconds later.  He looked back to see her, then thought to go back and pull the covers over her.  Such a lucky steal.

	"A girl of my own and no more bad orders." Kwabena smiled to himself on his way around the house. "Now where is she."

	Cai slowed his chase for a tennis ball as he passed. "She was in your room a bit ago."

	"Of course."

	Hlomel was still asleep against the wall when he got up there.  She'd slunk down a bit and a simple push would have sent her to the floor, but he didn't.  The socks and weights still around the base of her breasts interested him.  He imagined that'd be quite a story.  It was certainly an unusual sight.  Her cervix pushing out of her pussy was, too.  He pushed on her shoulder to send her sliding down onto the floor.  There was no way he was pushing that in himself.

	The teen woke with a start when she bumped against the floor. "Huh? Whazzat? Oh, it's you."

	He nudged her knee with a foot. "Put your cervix away, Hlomel.  You can't have it hanging out all night."

	Hlomel's hands jerked down to cup her groin and she shoved it right back in before pushing herself weakly to her feet. "Yeah, fine.  Done with Olahtay then?"

	"Yes.  She's feeling somewhat better.  I think she enjoys having me in her more than you did.  You always put up such a fuss when I entered you." Kwabena grabbed her shoulders when she swayed on her feet. "But that can wait.  You should find a bed, not this one, and go to sleep.  You can keep those on if you want.  I don't need them tonight."

	She stumbled out and found her way to the room opposite the boys'.  The bed rocked when she sat heavily on it and fell asleep seconds later with the weights laying on the bed on either side of her.  Years of sexual servitude made it easy to sleep without a cover.

	The boys were happy to tell Kwabena about the weights.  He was intrigued by it as he gave them their simple math and english homework to do before doing his own homework to learn sign language with Gyasi.  Raising children wasn't nearly as much fun as having sex with them.
