Title: Girl Milk, Chapter 1 - "Milk" 
From: jennacone@yahoo.com
Story Codes: g inc inf ped orgy best Mdom Fdom infant preteen cum food mc nc hs teen bdsm rape

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Quick Preface - "JC-10"
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Jenna Cone is a tall and slender brunette with deviously green
eyes and an even more devious mind. Having entered college for
microbiology right after high school, her budding sex life caused
her to become more and more curious about a potential cocktail of
pheromones and chemical stimulants that could be created in her
home lab.

Her early attempts involved a mixture of human pheromones
extracted from vaginal secretions and semen, their effect
preserved and catalyzed by a potassium-based synthetic. After
atomizing the liquid into an aerosol and then using it like a
"perfume" her tests yielded technical success, but the effect was
moderate at best since it was limited by the sexual tendencies
and morals of the subject.

Several months and ten iterations later she tested various
batches of a stimulant known as "JC-10" in reference to her name
Jenna Cone and it being the 10th version of her tests. An
ingenious complex compound in the family of nootropic enhancers
(brain food drugs), JC-10 operates by centering the origination
of brain activity around the area controlling the sex drive.
Rather than attempting to influence behavior via pheromones, this
drug simply alters the path of neural activity to flow through or
begin entirely from this erogenous zone.

Results are swift and long-lasting - those affected for a
sustained period of time become wildly aroused, their strictest
inhibitions being broken down by their own inevitably sexual
thoughts. Even those only lightly affected find themselves too
flustered and confused to take physical action against sexual
behavior they find immoral, even in spite of anything they might
be saying verbally to the contrary.

The final product is a clear, odorless, and tasteless liquid.
Jenna applies it easily to herself via a spray bottle and often
coats common or public items with it in order to deliver it as
easily and effectively as possible. The effect takes hold faster
when inhaled although physical contact leaves a thin residue that
maintains the effect much longer before wearing out.

Being in prolonged exposure to JC-10 results in the brain forming
more and more permanent neural pathways through the area due to
frequent use, similar to how learned reflexes are obtained. As a
result of this, every exposure to JC-10 causes a slight but
permanent enhancement of sexual behavior in subjects.

Jenna has found that the most satisfying and effective way to
spread her openly-sexual perspective with the populace is through
the youth. The school system was easy for her to get hired into
as a substitute teacher; this allows Jenna to go from class to
class, school to school, and state to state - all while teaching
her classmates about the proper place for sex in life.

Jenna keenly sidesteps the frequent criminal charges against her
by influencing those in her way to "open up" by way of JC-10, the
same method that she uses liberally on the students themselves.
The story begins a few months into her position as a substitute
teacher:

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Chapter One - "Milk"
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Jenna entered the noisy classroom, her eyes magnetically drawn
into scanning out the crotches of every young mother within. This
was the Planned Parenthood class for teens with newborns and it
handled the entire school district, so the ages in the class
varied from as young as 13 to as old as 19.

Traditional parenting classes use dolls and critical thinking
assignments, but young parents have become a larger and larger
part of society and in some schools bringing their children to
school has become expected in order to help both the parents and
increase effectiveness of the lessons. These courses usually
include professional assistance obtaining an apartment and/or a
job as necessary, along with a school-funded paycheck during and
for 12 months after completing the course. The benefits to
enlisting are obvious - the classroom was filled to the brim with
35 new and nervous parents.

"Hi girls!" Jenna said to the class, striking a quick sexy pose
and flashing a smile to the class that drew some raised eyebrows
but which was passed off as unintentional. The noise in the room
was actually reasonable considering that all of them were
required to have their newborns with them in cradles or in their
arms; the occasional coos and sharp cries were scattered through
the air but for the moment none of the infants were crying.

Jenna had already sprayed a nice amount of JC-10 to herself,
waves of horniness crashing into her veins and causing her
stomach to feel like it was free-falling under the excitement of
sexual energy. It was always like this when the chemical was
first inhaled. After a few moments the feeling of sexual vertigo
subsided, replaced by a continual feeling of inner warmth, like
drinking a light amount of wine. The sexual thoughts bubbling
around in her mind continued to grow like a steady flame - more
and more would originate completely from her sexual cortex,
coating even her most passing and unrelated thoughts with the
drive for lust.

"The first and most important step in properly bonding with your
child... is easing them into nursing. Up until birth they've
taken on nutrients obtained automatically from the umbilical cord
and although they have the built-in instinct to nurse for milk,
they're incapable of getting up and finding it themselves. You
have to help provide for them more than any other baby in nature;
only a handful of weak, basic instincts are ingrained into the
newborn baby - the rest of their head is an open book ready to be
taught proper behavior from day one." Jenna paused, before
uttering the inevitable ultimatum:

"Because of this, and to ensure maximum bonding between the child
and you, none of you will be permitted to bottle-feed for the
next two weeks beginning today. You will all have to nurse your
children the natural way." A sea of sighs and murmurs came from
the students, evidence of their reluctance to let go of
modern-life shortcuts. "It won't last forever, and we'll get back
to bottle-feeding eventually, but you simply have *got* to form
the proper long-lasting bond while you still can."

Jenna had been walking up and down the aisles slowly during her
opening lecture, and with the invisible JC-10 slowly being
breathed in by each of the girls a couple girls had already begun
slowly crossing and uncrossing their legs uncomfortably, not
understanding why they were becoming sexually aroused. It wasn't
just physical - in fact, their physical arousal only happened
because of the vividness and frequency of their increasingly
inappropriate thoughts.

"Elizabeth, please demonstrate to the class how to correctly
nurse your daughter." Jenna said to a young girl in the second
row who began to immediately fidget nervously with her pencil.
"Right... here?" she asked cautiously, unsure of what to do.
"Yes, dear. Its okay, this is a parenting course full of
responsible young women and we will all act responsibly." Jenna
soothed her while simultaneously warning the class not to act out
of line. Elizabeth stared ahead, avoiding eye contact with anyone
around her as she started to pull her shirt up, exposing her lacy
red bra.

She flipped the soft cup upwards, uncovering one breast while
instantly placing the babies face over it to prevent anyone from
seeing her nipple. It was a smooth move, but the baby had
obviously not been breast-fed before and it stared blankly,
unsure of itself and the unfamiliar nipple. Jenna sighed,
half-smiling, then continued on with her gentle instruction.

"I see that your baby has never breast-fed before, judging by its
actions." Jenna commented, Elizabeth's cheeks turning pink from
the embarrassment of her failed attempt to nurse. "Can I call you
Liz?" Jenna asked, and the girl nodded. "Its okay Liz, that's why
we're all here. Nobody should ever feel obligated to know
everything before even starting the class. I'm sure you're all
fantastic mothers, but you have a lot to learn still." Jenna
looked around the classroom - the air of nervousness stood out
like a musical note as every eye focused on Liz's half-concealed
breast, still amazed at what she was being asked to do in front
of them.

Jenna wondered if any of them were horny already just from such a
simple act, thanks to the effect of the JC-10. "Liz, a newborn
girl knows nothing about her body and what she's supposed to do
to take care of herself. The healthiest way you can raise a girl
is by teaching her to peacefully balance her life around two
things: her vagina and her mouth. Eating and having sex, the two
most important drives in life, both occur by using a combination
of the vagina and the mouth. Letting her become unbalanced and
eat using only her mouth, or enjoy sexual pleasure using only her
vagina, is a serious sign of bad parenting and malnutrition."

The silence in the room went from typical classroom-quiet to a
vacuum of emptiness; every student in the room had ceased to do
so much as blink, lost in the shock of what Jenna had said. Liz's
pupils had continued to widen with every sentence and two twins
in the corner of the room, modestly dressed with little golden
crosses around their necks, had begun to glance at each other
with increasingly urgent stares.

Not sure whether they should burst out of the room that very
moment or discover if it was some kind of sick joke first, the
two deeply religious girls were very resistant to the JC-10 and
had thus-far held down illegitimate thoughts from reaching their
imagination. Before any of the girls in the class could recover
enough to decide on a reaction, however, Jenna continued: "Liz,
your baby has already developed a taste for infant formula, and
this is actually a good thing. You mistakenly thought that
natural nursing meant breast-nursing, which is a common mistake:
we'll just be coaxing her away from plastic bottles and towards
genitals.

Take your can of formula powder out." Jenna waited as the
dumbfounded Liz awkwardly reached into her backpack and pulled
out the can, her head still spinning from the shocking lecture.
"I want you to prepare your baby some fresh 'girl milk'. Girl
milk should *never* be confused with breast milk, which although
nutritious lacks sexual pheromones and doesn't promote a sexual
relationship." Jenna paused after an interruptingly loud whisper
of "sexual relationship!?!?" pierced the air from a girl in the
corner of the class speaking to her friend ahead of her.

Approaching both of the girls with a stern look, Jenna directed
her lecture towards them. "Girl milk is *more* rewarding to both
the parent and the child. It requires larger effort than simply
using breast milk or a bottle, but encourages strong bonding both
emotionally and physically. Although your parents may have and
most likely did raise you differently using old traditional
methods, these modern ones are scientifically proven to provide
just as many nutrients while performing better.

It's like the difference between fast food and nutritious
home-made dinners." Liz still sat confused in her chair, her ears
not believing what they had just processed, and patted her
daughter on the back comfortingly. "Liz, please insert
finger-fulls of the formula powder as far back into your vagina
as you can, using your fingers to stir for a few seconds before
inserting additional amounts."

Elizabeth didn't move, her brain beginning to understand what she
was eventually going to be asked to do. The thought of making
formula this way caused her to tremble with disgust, and she
finally stopped looking wide-eyed and opened her mouth in
protest: "This is wrong! A baby is supposed to drink formula,
NORMAL formula, or breast milk... this, this is *absolutely*
disgusting! Oh my god! You're so sick! I'm gonna' tell my parents
AND the principal AND everyone I see today about this. You ..."
but she was trailed off in mid-sentence when had Jenna leaned in
close, positioning her chemically-doused breast near the girl's
nose, letting the strengthened assault of JC-10 hit her body like
a loaded truck.

Elizabeth's eyes actually lost focus for a moment, her lips
opening in a slow gasp as her body began to react so strongly in
so many ways that were inappropriate. Liz's mouth barely held
back a gasp from the shock of her predicament when Jenna
interrupted her haze. "Please remove your jeans, Elizabeth. Good
mothers know that you can't feed a baby with your genitals
covered up."

The chemical bath on Liz's senses was too overpowering -
Elizabeth could feel the temperature of her crotch rising and the
compulsion to follow Jenna's horrid suggestion kept creeping up.
Several seconds passed which seemed like minutes as her brain
continued to fight against the thoughts of forbidden pleasure
arcing inwards like electricity. She decided to put her daughter
in the crib, just so she could catch her breath...

It was after she had already unzipped her pants and pulled them
past her knees that she snapped out of her impossible horniness
and caught a hold of her morals. Her slender arms shrugged in
dismay as the jeans slowly started to come back up - then with a
raspy sigh she let them inch back towards her knees again,
goosebumps appearing on her forearms from the excitement.

She meant to protest as Jenna told her to finis pulling her pants
off, but she could only manage an illegible exclamation that came
out sounding like a moan. This caused her to become even more
embarrassed, and her cheeks began to burn a violent red, her
uncontrollable vagina wetting itself at the realization it would
soon be displayed publicly. Liz thought about her ex-boyfriend
who had gotten her pregnant after having sex only one time; she
hadn't had a full orgasm during the short time he was inside of
her, and she found herself now aching for sexual satisfaction
that lasted longer, something that went on long enough for her to
really cum---

"Now remove your underwear and look at the inside closely." Jenna
commanded, watching Elizabeth. The student's excitement was
obvious to everyone as her fingers trembled and her breath became
raspy, her panties coming off faster than she'd removed her
jeans. She held them up to herself and looked them over after
flipping them inside out. There was a tiny yellowish spot - she'd
gone to pee in the middle of the night and a drop or two must
have leaked out afterward There was a larger circle around it of
moistness from her own recent arousal. She grew ill looking at
it, realizing how nasty it was.

Just as she began to toss them into her backpack, Jenna wrapped
her fingers around her hand and pulled them away, walking to her
desk at the front of the class, "Leave your panties in a pile
beside my desk when you take them off, and you'll get them back
tomorrow." she stated without any further detail, ignoring the
murmurs from the class at announcing that they'd lose their
underwear for an entire day. She then went on to address Liz,
"Rub your pussy with a finger or two, and then gently massage
your daughter's vagina with them."

"Although she is too young to appreciate what you're doing, her
body will still recognize the secretions and the enjoyable
feeling and begin accelerating the maturity of her sex drive by a
tiny fraction. Every bit counts, so although some mothers neglect
this, it can add up to a girl who is sexually active months ahead
of her peers." The thought was too much for Elizabeth; her tits
went rock-hard and her pussy began flooding her with juice.
Rubbing two fingers into her hole in front of the entire class
was frightening to her - but as she pulled her fingers out a
sticky line of fluid hung between her vagina and her hand,
snapping after a moment. She hoped nobody had seen that, but knew
everyone was watching her like a hawk. She had never even heard
of a girl becoming this wet in her life, and now she was doing it
in school!

"Oh my God, Elizabeth... no.  Just no. If you're thinking about
*thinking* about doing that, it's pure sin. You won't do that...
I know you.  The entire church would never let you in again!" one
of the twins kept repeating, the other one stunned into watching
with complete horror. Jenna leaned in towards both of them, and
began chatting quietly as Liz unfastened the baby's diaper,
taking it off and exposing her infantile genitals. Elizabeth
moved her wet, slimy fingers to her daughter who wasn't even a
year old, and with her face draining of color from the shock of
depravity, she lowered them onto the tiny vagina.

She used her index finger to gently, very gently, rub the tiniest
portion of the sticky wetness into the baby's innocent vagina.
The baby was laying in her crib, a look of curious alertness in
her eyes as she felt the strange sensation her mom was causing.
Liz's pinky took over where her index finger left off, and after
lining her pinky up with the baby's vagina, she began to actually
push inwards! Her own female arousal was being forcibly shoved
inside the beautiful young baby's fuck-hole.

Yes, that's what it was now... it had already become juiced up
with another girl's horny goo before she had enough sense to know
what a lesbian was. Liz's little pinky began to pull out and push
slightly inwards again, just far enough to complete a miniature
thrusting motion; at this, the baby made a noise between a happy
coo and a concerned yelp. It had never been touched this way, and
the feeling was both interesting and invasive. Her little lips
scrunched up and she made a scowled face as if she was
considering crying, but then she relaxed as she grew accustomed
to the fingering her mother gave her.

When Liz looked up, she was surprised to see one of the Christian
girls standing next to her, watching with a torn look on her
face. "I - I - I can't stop myself... oh Jesus, what is this
feeling...." she uttered, Liz realizing with a shock that her
skin-tight jeans actually had a visible wet spot on them - she'd
become so horny that the juice had soaked straight past her
panties in a hopelessly uncontrolled lust. Without saying another
word, Liz watched in amazement as the bible-beating 16-year-old
schoolgirl lowered herself to her knees and arched herself
forwards, gazing lustily into the crib.

Liz's daughter still had her diaper off, and it appeared that it
was about to be put back on - the girl clasped it and began
fastening it around the back of the baby once again, but paused
before wrapping the front. Instead of continuing, Liz watched as
the young woman lowered her face closer and closer to the baby
until her lips kissed the baby's recently-fingered hole. Past the
point of no return, her inhibitions broke and the class saw her
dart her tongue out, lapping at the little pussy, digging the tip
of her tongue as far into the pint-sized opening as she could.

Savoring the taste of the newborn for several minutes as she
continued to lick and lap at Liz's daughter with full-on passion,
Jenna explained. "You see, now you can tell your daughter when
she grows up that she not only ate pussy, but had her pussy eaten
when she was just a few months old. She had a full lesbian
experience, a head-start towards joining the growing number of
bi-sexuals in the world!" And as the passionately frenzied girl
finally regained her composure and raised her mouth from the
infant, Jenna asked inquisitively "Did you like tasting Liz's
baby girl?" several drawn-out seconds passed, mouths dropping as
they heard her squeeze out one word: "Yes."

"Now that all these extra-credit examples are done and out of the
way, Liz can return to the main part of the lesson and begin
inserting the powder. She's already flooded her vagina with the
necessary vaginal lubricant for this. If necessary, you can
always leave the formula inside of you for however long it takes
to become liquid." Jenna noticed that three girls had long since
begun openly masturbating, and two more were doing their very
*best* to avoid being caught despite having their hands
suspiciously in their pockets at odd angles, rubbing themselves.

Elizabeth took her first pinch of powder and moved it towards her
motherly opening. "Vaginas are where children are born and it's
also where they should continue to nurse and grow from." she
repeated, reading from the worksheet that Jenna begun passing out
onto every desk while Elizabeth continued her work. As she passed
by the desks, the increased effect of her JC-10 pushed girls over
the edge. Many girls began tasting themselves as they began to
let their vaginas do their thinking for them. They watched
Elizabeth with lusty eyes, the temperature in the room rising a
couple degrees from the increased body heat.

Elizabeth pushed scoop after scoop of the dry powder past her
vaginal folds and carried it all the way towards the back as far
as she could take it. She stirred the powder around in wide
circles, giving it room to mix with the fluid leaking from her
vaginal walls until it slowly turned the familiar whitish color
of prepared formula. Again and again and again she inserted more
until the powder finally began to stay somewhat gooey, unable to
mix with enough juice to become very fluidic.

At this point, Jenna tapped Elizabeth on the shoulder and
prompted her to stop. "I want you to put this vibrating egg
inside of your vagina next to the wad of powder that didn't mix
and turn it on. As you cum, the vibrations will continue to mix
the powder with the fresh juice of your orgasms, which both
creates more milk as well as feels fantastic." Liz turned the
knob on the vibrator, jumping slightly in her desk with surprise
at how unearthly good it felt to finally feel released building
inside of her. "Go ahead and slowly coax her into her first
crotch-meal."

Elizabeth couldn't believe herself. She reached into the crib,
slowly, and gently picked up her crib. She looked down at
herself... there was a light trail of milky white fluid leaking
from her vagina. She scooted her butt forward to the end of the
chair so that her vagina was supported just past the edge of the
chair, and Jenna quickly placed an adjustable stool underneath
the crib so that she could raise and lower it until it was lined
with her pubic area.

Liz opened her legs wider to accommodate the baby as it looked up
towards its mother with curious eyes; her little face continued
to look upwards until she couldn't see her mom's face - the
baby's view was obstructed by the upside-down view of her mom's
leaking cunt. Jenna helped Liz and raised the stool very
slowly... until the baby had its head raised completely between
its mother's legs, the oozing love-hole just in front of its
nose.

Nothing happened for a couple minutes as the baby slowly
discovered where the familiar scent of its formula was coming
from. It was used to being given a bottle, and this looked
nothing like one. Jenna petted the tiny girl's hair and eased her
forward, guiding her head towards mom's expectant vagina.
Elizabeth had begun to focus on the ecstatic vibrations of the
egg inside her, and jumped slightly when after a few minutes she
felt her daughter touching her in the most disgusting way
possible.

Her legs opened even wider as she felt the tiniest lips locking
themselves with real, honest hunger onto her girl-hole. Jenna
continued to gently encourage the infant, helping reposition her
tiny lips over the right area and making happy coos as she saw
those miniature throat muscles undulating downwards, indicating
the baby's first swallow of cunt. The girls sitting nearest Liz
began to smell the odor wafting from between her legs - they all
made faces of disgust, one of them even retching from the stink.

"How is it possible for a baby to actually LIKE that!? Oh my god,
it smells so sick... I can't believe I can actually smell it,
smell your nasty crotch. Feeding your own daughter with it!" the
retching girl said in alarm, repulsed by what her nose had picked
up. Jenna was too busy to answer the girl, instead watching
carefully to try and prevent the baby from using its teeth on
Elizabeth's vagina.

Jenna gently pulled her mouth away when she showed signs of it,
although Elizabeth was nibbled on a couple times, causing her to
yelped in surprise: Jenna scolded her baby with a stern voice,
then quickly plunged its face back into cunt before the infant
reacted too hard and began crying. The goal was to begin
re-training her the correct stimulus for hunger while avoiding
the strict sense of punishment. "It wasn't these baby's faults
that they've been raised to mistake a breast as a food source;
the sight and more importantly the smell of an aroused vagina
should be the number one thing a baby seeks out when its stomach
is growling." Jenna commented.

Stephanie, the girl who had nearly vomited smelling the pungent
mix wafting from between Liz's thighs, was fanning the air away
from herself less and less as each unwilling lungful of the
sickening smell became more and more..... arousing. She had
stopped masturbating when she realized how gross it must have
been for the baby, but now the thought of actually becoming
attached to that, of *wanting* that kind of filthy meal to suck
out - it was making her clit swell with anticipation, and it
caused her to glance sideways at her own daughter with a look no
mother should have: a look of sexual desire.

Stephanie took a deep whiff of the vaginal odor and watched with
interest now as Liz's baby sucked more and more comforting
mouthfuls of formula-flavored vaginal secretion from its own mom.
"The process of sucking formula from her mother's vagina is
slower than a bottle, and although she'll become impatient and
needed coddling and reassurance the first few times, you will all
find that it's actually works itself out really well:" Jenna
paused deliberately, stressing how this next realization would
become a part of today's lesson.

"Your child will grow accustomed to you becoming horny
unpredictably throughout the day. They will learn that a vagina
is a long-term feeding tube, a cross between a breast and a
pacifier. Rather than sucking on-demand for a few minutes and
then waking up for it a couple hours later, your child will
become dependent on *your* own individual arousal! This is
wonderful news, because it means your baby learns that not
everything can be controlled or demanded all at once, and to rely
on you like a child truly should." While listening to the speech,
Liz's vagina had begun to climax and orgasm; the spasming and
squeezing of her vaginal muscles caused spurts of vaginal
secretion to pulse into her little girl's mouth at a satisfying
rate. The baby was genuinely pleased, sucking more gingerly on
her mom's heavily scented orgasm.

The students in the classroom watched with rising arousal as the
baby finished its meal, it's mother pulling its still-suckling
mouth away with a wet slopping noise. "Good girl!" the young
mother cooed to her daughter, still finding it hard to believe
she'd orgasmed so many times into her precious mouth. It was
nasty, but it was an incredible turn-on... and it was also
uniquely intimate, just like Jenna had claimed.

Many of the other girls in the classroom had become embarrassed
after watching the show come to an end as they realized they were
expected to follow the lesson and prove they were good mothers as
well. The Christian twin that *hadn't* licked the baby's vagina
seemed particularly challenging, given her desperate glances back
and forth from Jenna to the baby being cradled in her arms.

"I've never... never even smelled what it's like... down there.
That's gross. I've had a *penis* in there, a man's penis, and now
you want me to make milk from there? No way." she explained as
Jenna came to assist them. "Now now, what are your names girls?"
"I'm Hailey, and this is my little sister Whitney." "Little
sister?  You both look exactly the same!"
"Yeah, well, she was born 5 minutes after me, so she's still the
runt."
"Haha, nice! Well hi Hailey." Jenna smiled at the girl, "And hi
Whitney. So you're the proud young mother of this beautiful
baby?" Jenna asked soothingly, genuinely pleased with how bonded
both of them appeared to be with the newborn.

"Yes..." Hailey trailed off, looking worriedly at the infant and
then down at her crotch before continuing "She'll be three weeks
old this Friday. I *just* had her! It's exciting, but tiring...
my parents have really helped support me and my boyfriend is
planning on engaging me by the end of the month." She eagerly
chatted.

Jenna could tell that given how busy her schedule must be, this
was an ideal opportunity for a supplemental lesson. "I'm really
happy for you! Having a baby, boy or girl, is a monumental amount
of work that takes many many years, but can be rewarding from day
one." Jenna replied.

"Your days are incredibly packed, I imagine since your parents
work afternoons the same time as your choir practice that you're
going to be in a pickle of a place unless you can arrange for
babysitting. You shouldn't put that kind of planning off a second
longer now that practice is about to begin." Jenna explained,
with Hailey frowning and nodding in agreement before piping up "I
always figured I could get Whitney to help babysit, which is why
I got permission for her to join the class with me. She loves my
baby as much as I do."

"But we both have school stuff on some weekends, and so maybe
it's a good idea rather than making mom and dad try and always
spend their weekends doing daycare..." Whitney commented,
thinking optimistically on her parents' behalf. "That's good
thinking Whitney. I know that you'll be the babysitter a lot of
the time, so we can just role-play a proper introduction and
instructions with you as the babysitter and with Hailey about to
leave for choir practice.

Act as if you've already met, and she's about to leave for choir
practice, and you're asking if there are any special instructions
you should follow and so on." Jenna prompted them. Hailey was
embarrassed by having to stand up with her sister and act out the
scene at first, but got her bearings quickly. Whitney, having
already done the impossibly sensuous task of tasting infant
pussy, was already preparing her reactions.

"Alright, Miss Wallace, it should really be no trouble at all
seeing how little Becca here is so cute and well-behaved. If she
does need anything special I'll be sure to give you a call on
your cell-phone. And speaking of, is there anything that I should
know about Becca before you leave? Any instructions or people
expected to show up or anything?"

Jenna began whispering in gentle tones to Hailey when she saw her
freezing up, and Whitney couldn't hear what was being spoken, but
knew what it was from seeing her sister's eyes go wide and seeing
her adjust her glasses nervously. "Yes, if you could, she can be
fed a mixture of formula and..." her voice lowered to a nearly
inaudible whisper "vaginal secretion--" Jenna interrupted her,
whispering corrections.

"Becca must always be fed a mix of formula and vaginal secretion
from yourself. It's actually a very healthy, good habit to start
going while she's young. If you have any questions about proper
preparation or positioning I've... left pictures next to the
formula bottle of it being done." Jenna could see Hailey�s body
and mind reacting to both the words she was saying out loud and
the JC-10 so close to her.

"It's very important to me that you treat her like she's your own
daughter by taking the extra step and masturbating *atleast*
before she eats if not during. I really appreciate it, she's *so*
precious to me and needs to be treated right." By the end,
Hailey�s throat had a lump in it, and her mind was racing trying
to ignore what she had said. She had violated a countless number
of biblical scriptures, she was sure of it, and her parents would
kill her if they knew what she'd just acted out!

"Now show us how to be a good babysitter like she asked." Jenna
asked nicely. Whitney nodded without missing a beat, still
cuddling the baby and making sure it was happy. Whitney's sister
collapsed back down in her chair as she watched Hailey cradling
the sleeping baby Becca in her arms, her hands clenching and
unclenching in a whirling torrent of lust and disgust as she saw
her sister slowly sliding a hand down towards her fly, quietly
unzipping it so as not to wake up Becca.

Hailey knew was was going to happen, but her mind was locked in a
battle with her horny cunt, and was helpless to stop it. Using
one arm, Whitney awkwardly brought her blue-jeans down in little
zig-zagging jerks, until they were finally far enough down to use
her feet to kick down to her ankles. She did the same thing with
her white-laced underwear, and Jenna complimented her on not
waking the baby but mentioned it would have been easier to put
her in the crib ahead of time.

Whitney opened her legs as Jenna helped her by placing the crib
on the adjustable stool and setting it to the proper height.
Jenna also placed several hardcore pictures of girls drinking
cups of semen down on the desk in front of Whitney to help her
masturbate more excitedly, and Jenna was pleased to watch the
strictly-religious girl pick one up and begin rubbing her clit in
circles eagerly.

This went on for a minute before Jenna coughed, tilting her head
towards the formula with a mixture of annoyance and amusement.
Whitney gasped, embarrassed she almost forgot what she was
masturbating for, and started to quickly shovel wads of the
nutritious powder into her twat.

The powder went in hastily, particles of it sticking to the wet
outside of her still-virgin fuck tunnel and smearing across the
inside of her thighs. "Try and keep it clean, Whitney. You're not
trying to paint your thighs." Jenna suggested sarcastically,
Whitney blushing and scooping the mess around her crotch snugly
into her hole.

"I really didn't think you'd get this wet, especially not so
fast. All you needed in order to jump over those religious
boundaries was a good lesson on how much healthier the
parent-child relationship can be if you stick to medical fact.
Not only is it pleasurable for the adult, but those fresh female
pheromones encourage a strong, long-lasting bond and friendship
between mother and daughter. I'm *so* glad you're doing what's
best instead of what religion told you to do." Jenna addressed to
both the twins and the class until Whitney finished filling
herself with powdered milk.

"Hailey, if you'll do the honors." Jenna said, prompting Hailey
to snap out of her inner-turmoil daze. Hailey looked at her
sister. Whitney wasn't looking back at her, she was staring with
naughty thoughts at Hailey�s daughter. Hailey couldn't believe
her sister's naked legs were spread so obscenely wide, inviting
her adorable little daughter to suck the female scum from her
hole. Hailey slowly reached towards her neck and removed the
cross hanging around her neck, realizing she was no longer a good
Christian girl if she did this... and she was getting too horny
to stop herself.

Still holding the golden cross in her left hand, Hailey slid out
of her chair and walked up to Whitney, taking the sleeping baby
from her arms and gently lowering her into the crib. Hailey even
wrapped her blanky around her and tucked her in before scooting
the stool the crib was on closer towards Whitney. The crib slid
closer and closer until Becca's face was literally flush against
her aunt's crotch. "Slowly slide your pussy around on her nose
and mouth to wake her up, that way she begins to learn that an
aroused vagina means food."

"It's important that her recognition of this develop as quickly
as possible but in a natural and healthy way." Whitney never took
her eyes off the pictures of girls swallowing sperm, but
carefully dipped the tip of the infant's nose into her wet folds
before making a circle, sliding her slick pussy lips around the
little girl's face and across her lips. The combination of warm
slime cooling on its face combined with the new and insistent
scent of cunt caused little Becca to finally open her eyes after
many careful circles of Whitney's vagina. "Awwww, she's so cute
when she first wakes up... give that little princess some nice
warm cunt goo." Jenna cooed, smiling at the bright-eyed baby.

As expected, Hailey was still standing next to her sister when
she popped open her jeans and slid a hand down them, seeking to
relieve her aching wet crotch as she watched her horny sister
pussy-feeding 3-week-old Becca for the first time. It was only
after her hand had reached her wet hole that she realized she'd
just plowed her left hand down her pants... the golden cross was
now touching her sinful hole.

Hailey had an orgasm over how bad it was to use the cross that
way, unable to think of anything but raw pleasure as she guided
the cross *into* her pussy, fucking herself with it like a sex
toy. Meanwhile Becca, being younger than Liz's baby of three
months, took longer to figure out her aunt's opening. Jenna
showed the class a common trick for just this purpose by pushing
a pacifier into Whitney's pussy so that just the nipple was
sticking out.

Becca sucked on the pacifier for a minute before Jenna pushed it
in further, then waited another minute before pushing it in
slightly further, and further until no more nipple was left and
Becca eventually was sucking on vagina itself. "The only thing
you have to be careful of is remembering to quickly pull out the
pacifier before the force of an orgasm pops it back into the
child's mouth again." And Jenna demonstrated what she meant by
slightly tilting Becca's head to the side, fingering out the
slick pacifier, and letting Becca put her mouth back onto the
cunt before it recognized what happened.

The infant began to suckle with longer and longer slurps and
Hailey watched her sister masturbating to porn, thinking about
what was going on inside her body: the gooey ball of powder was
mixing with more and more feminine arousal in the back of her
vagina at the center of her body... and then it was becoming
liquid enough to start drooling down the walls of her cunt like
someone spitting on a window.

The nauseating stew of her sister's crotch and the vitamin-filled
formula made its way all the way down to the entrance of her
vagina where it pooled up, quickly sucked out and swallowed with
innocent happiness by HER OWN BABY DAUGHTER -- Hailey had another
orgasm thinking of this, spilling her orgasmic juice onto the
cross. Jenna was turned on beyond belief and was proud of the two
girls, but knew it was time to continue the class lesson:

"Vaginal secretion cells are actually a mutation of mucus
membranes - secretions gather slowly and are maintained at a
certain level that changes depending on how aroused you are. With
the right medical supplement, this maintained-level can always be
"maxed out", causing the same effect as if you're in extreme heat
constantly. Girls who are serious about feeding their children
girl-milk will almost always buy and use medically approved drugs
to do this so that pussy-feeding is an even more wholesome
process.

Having a constantly soaked cunt has a whole plethora of other
benefits ranging from fantastic sex to more deeply-soaked
cuntfood. We'll go over it again in the next chapter, so I won't
linger too much on it for now although you might earn extra
credit if you do read ahead." Jenna lectured, teaching the girls
about an aspect of their anatomy that they most likely didn't
know.

Whitney had no need for such supplement, however, as she
continued flipping through the disturbing pictures of children
about 5 or 6 being ejaculated on repeatedly, the sperm running in
lines down their slender young bodies and onto the floor only to
be licked up in the next picture. The baby sucked steadily with
its little lips just inside her pussy, sealed around the pink
hole leading to her birth canal. The cute little slurps as it
dealt with the challenge of swallowing juice from the girl's
vagina was heard by every student in the class and Whitney did a
great job as babysitter not disappointing the child's mother.
With some prompting from Jenna along with another whiff of her
alluring perfume, Hailey walked towards her sister, cross still
in her pussy, a heated look gathering between the twins as their
arousal reached a new level.

Hailey slowly lowered her lightly-panting mouth onto Whitney's,
their mouths opening in unison and their tongues reaching into
each other at the same time as their hands; Hailey�s fingers
found their way to Whitney's clit, working circles on it while
the baby continued sucking on her hole, and Whitney's used her
free hands to desperately pull down her sister's jeans and
underwear, stopping their kiss just long enough to glance with
lust at the cross-filled cunt she uncovered.

Hailey had never thought about her twin-sister "that way" before,
and didn't know if she could forgive herself for letting her
cherished daughter suck the hot slime from her aroused body while
she actually made out with her! Hailey moaned thinking about how
terribly wrong their kiss was, and while kissing felt Whitney's
slender fingers reaching inside her most sensitive area,
exploring her interior for a moment before plunging the cross all
the way to the back of her vagina, making it disappear, and then
fingering her with faster and faster motions.

Whitney looked deep into Hailey�s eyes, and the amount of lust
inside their pupils echoed each other. Like a dam cracking and
breaking, their bodies started to tell them just how much they
wanted each other's flesh - a flash of jealousy passed through
Hailey�s mind at how lucky her daughter was for tasting Whitney
before she did. "Oh - god - Jesus...." Hailey managed to moan
out, breaking their kiss and falling to her knees, Whitney's hand
slipping out as she lowered herself. Whitney looked down and saw
the most horrible thing she could have imagined just days ago...
her twin sister and her twin sister's daughter were BOTH
grovelling at her gaping slit.

Mother and baby daughter both worked on her vagina, Hailey
flicking her tongue back and forth and in circles on the clit
between her lips. Her sister tasted fucking delicious, Hailey
decided, as she caught a drop of the nasty fluid leaking into her
daughter's mouth. She knew she must be deliriously horny to think
it tasted good, but she savored the drop of girl milk on her
tongue deliberately before swallowing it - as she did, a
chime-like metallic clink sounded, the golden cross having been
pushed out of her vagina by the series of intense orgasms that
sucking her sister caused.

The site was something to behold, and without Jenna even
prompting them the other girls had already begun passing the can
of formula around, taking scoops of powder and shoving it inside
themselves while staring lustily at both the incestuous twins in
the middle of the class, and at their own children. Whitney's
orgasms at the hand of her clit-rubbing sister caused a new surge
of juice to build in her crotch, feeding the hungry baby a while
longer as Jenna walked around the classroom inspecting her
students and making sure they were behaving properly.

"As you can see, feeding young boys is precisely the same as
feeding young girls. All children have the natural instinct to
suckle and nurse, and female pheromones are just as effective on
a male as on a female. Although boys are usually thought of as
the more "perverted" gender, this just isn't so. In actual
research and surveys, females become sexually active before
males, largely due to the fact that boys cannot ejaculate semen
until a certain age. Girls don't have a period until a certain
age, but this doesn't hinder or prevent sexual development from
occurring. So in the end, boys need just as much if not more
sexual encouragement as girls." Jenna lectured once again,
teaching her class another important lesson in biology.

By this time, every girl in the classroom had gotten either
partially or totally naked, so that their young vaginas were all
on display. Most of them had taken the stools placed next to
their desks and used it to scoot their baby's face into their
cunt, although some of them preferred to hold the baby in their
arms and bend down so that it faced their pussy from the front
rather than from underneath as a crib did.

Jenna was okay with this, although she mentioned that it was
quickly tiresome to hold a baby like that for long periods of
time. The room began to stink like female crotch, a scent that
people would have quickly walked away in disgust from but which
further intoxicated the feverish classroom.

Jenna watched as a 1-year-old boy rested his right hand over the
top of his mom's cunt while he sucked on it, and quickly took out
her cell-phone, taking a picture. "That is truly precious!" Jenna
squealed, watching as the growing young boy sucked and swallowed
tiny mouthfuls of whitish sludge from the hole he was born from.
Some of it oozed out from his little lips and across his chin,
making a small mess that his mom was more than happy to clean up
with a few swipes of her finger, raising them to her mouth and
tasting herself in the "girl milk".

It was disgusting, yet delicious at the same time. She secretly
wished her parents had raised her this way. She had another small
orgasm as she envisioned her mom, who would *never* do that*,
feeding her sexually as a child. Sex begins at age zero - having
to be supposedly 18 to watch pornography is a terrible guideline,
she decided.

There were so many sounds of lapping, slurping, and sucking
coming from the hungry babies glued to their mother's smelly
crotches that Jenna almost forgot about the fact that boys were
also an important part of their final lessons: the next class was
starting soon, and Jenna quickly thought about how best to train
them, smiling as the solution donned on her. With a trip to the
Principal's office and a fresh spray of JC-10 on her breast, it
was only minute before she had permission to temporarily borrow
the boys' gym class, bringing them into the room with her.

As they opened the door and walked in, they looked towards the
twin  that was still having her cunt eaten out by mother and
daughter, the baby still contenting itself with the lust flowing
from between Whitney's legs despite no more powder being mixed
with it - little Becca was swallowing pure incest juice, and was
happier because of it.

"Good job, girls. You're a good mother, Hailey" Jenna said,
stroking her fingers through Hailey�s hair, getting her attention
and slowly breaking her away from sucking on her sister's
genitals. The other girls in the class were still at their chairs
and were allowed to simply leave their babies connected to their
pussies.

"You'll find that flavoring yourself with formula is only
necessary twice a day, usually before and after bed, in order to
provide the vitamins and supplements that your secretions don't
contain; a myriad of amino acids and polypeptides as well as the
obvious supply of liquids will keep a baby happily satisfied by
the natural excrement of an aroused vagina - your baby will even
recognize and eventually prefer your own personal taste over that
of other girls, which is something that's truly touching."

The boys, having been physically active before walking down the
hallways with Jenna and breathing in plenty of JC-10, were now
understandably rock-hard from the sight in front of them combined
with Jenna's latest lesson. This was the 12th grade gym class,
and Jenna's mouth watered at how deliciously large and thick
their loads were going to be when they unloaded. Jenna walked up
to Stephanie, the one who had retched after smelling the stench
of Liz's vagina, took her by the wrist, and guided her to the
front of the classroom next to all the boys who had gathered
there.

"It's time for you to show how boys can help with feeding as
well." She said quietly, then turned to address the class. "GIRLS
AND BOYS! I know that you've spent a lot of time getting to know
and appreciate girl milk, but it's time you learned about boy
milk."

"Boy milk is semen. You can mix it with formula, but it doesn't
mix as well since is thicker, and you'll find that it's not
really necessary. Children quickly learn to love the taste of
sperm, especially if introduced to it at an early age. The
earlier the better really, since semen is both naturally
nutritious, containing essential proteins and glycerins, as well
as a direct sex-drive booster in girls: male pheromones don't
promote any sort of bonding or directed arousal, but cause a
heightened arousal in general when processed by the female body."

"In nature, it is important for males to stick around and help
raise young, and females promote this by their pheromones causing
a sexual attachment between the father who is sensitive to these
pheromones, and the female. The male, on the other hand, needs to
ensure that the female is receptive to mating, and thus his
pheromones are suited to cause a general reaction of arousal in
females while avoiding any effect in males which could cause
competition.

The biological reasons are simple to understand, yet few people
take the time to even know about them, let alone understand
them." Jenna taught the students, even drawing diagrams of two
monkeys forming a mating couple.

"It's therefore especially effective to feed young daughters
generous helpings of cum. Over time, they'll become more aroused
in general and more sexually active than they would normally be
without it. In large enough quantities, the effect can be very
pronounced and noticeable in the short-term, although the amount
of semen required is only obtainable from a 'bukkake' or
something like a 'horse milking farm'. We'll go into those terms
in another chapter as well, so for now just remember that the
more often sperm goes down your daughters throat and into her
tummy, the healthier and happier she'll be.

It's not possible for a boy to produce milk as often or in the
same quantity as a girl due to the differences between how often
boy milk and girl milk can be made, but it is still equally
important due to how potent the large amount of pheromones in
semen are. Remember that, and never leave a boy out who wants to
help!" Jenna said, lifting her mini-skirt, pushing her panties to
the side, and removing a shockingly large dildo from herself.

Several gasps and amazed students ensued, with Jenna laughing
"I've had this in myself the entire class, you didn't think I'd
be able to stand walking around in *this* kind of class without
getting off did you? I'm just changing dildos because these
things tend to get too hot if you leave them on high vibration
for a while." Jenna took a similarly-shaped dildo out from the
front drawer of her desk, re-inserting it and then switching it
on before letting her panties hug her self-masturbating cunt
again, and letting her mini-skirt fall back into place.

"Before we get started with this lesson, I think it's only fair
that Hailey be allowed to perform a feeding, since she's the only
one who hasn't had the pleasure of letting her drooling cunt feed
a hungry young mouth." Jenna said, glancing at her watch. To
everyone's surprise, she had arranged with the Principal for a
random elementary school girl to visit the classroom temporarily.


A minute later a little seven-year-old girl bounded into the room
- she'd been told how important it was to show up promptly. The
little girl walked awkwardly around the large group of boys, and
found her way to Jenna, her eyes never taking the time to look
over the girls in the class.

"Hi Miss Cone! Sorry for being late, a hall monitor stopped me
cause he thought I was trying to sneak out of class... wow, it
smells... weird, in here." she explained in a cherry-sweet voice.
"It's okay dear, that's the smell of cunt - what's your name
young lady?" Jenna said happily. The little girl answered after a
moment, not knowing what 'cunt' was or what it should smell like.
"It's um, Carol... hey what are all these girls doing naked?" she
said, finally looking at the pants splayed out all over the
ground, and then up at the pile of underwear that was strewn
about on the top of Jenna's desk.

"This is weird..." Carol said curiously. "Go ahead and look
closer if you want dear, this is a new class and it might have
some new things in it that surprise you." Jenna spoke,
encouraging the child to walk towards one of the mothers near
her, her gears spinning as she realized the baby was actually
drinking something out from between the mom's legs.

"I didn't know that your private part could do that." She said
flatly, hinting that she didn't think it was real. Jenna laughed
for a moment, "You think we're trying to trick you or something,
dear?" she laughed again, "actually, the reason you're here is
because you're going to be drinking some of what's called 'girl
milk' too."

"I know you're a big girl in 1st grade, but we're trying to show
all these girls how wonderful it is to feed your baby using your
'private place', and well, one of our girls here didn't have a
baby so her sister let her try it and then she never had the
chance herself." Jenna explained, the skeptical girl right in
front of a different baby, smelling the vaginal musk and formula
wafting at her nose the closer she got. "It sure does smell bad.
Gross. It looks like these girls are all making nasty sticky
stuff down there." she commented, leaning in close and examining
the droplets that had splattered on the ground beneath a messy
infant.

"Yes, girls make sticky stuff between their legs all the time. Or
atleast they should. A lot of girls don't realize how and why to
make it until they get older, but girls even younger than you can
do it if they learn about sex good enough." Jenna elaborated as
she took the girl by the hand and walked her over to Hailey:
"Boys can make sticky stuff too, but it's a different kind, and
it can only come out every so often. Girls don't make that much
all at once, but it can ooze out constantly. Do you understand
the difference dear?"

"Yes Miss Cone" she answered carefully. "Have you ever thought
about tasting another girl down there in her private spot?" Jenna
asked. "Ewwwwww!" Carol squealed, thinking about tasting one of
her classmates with disgust. Before she could finish exclaiming
how gross it was, Jenna had quickly walked over to her desk and
pulled out a smaller-sized dildo, walked back to the grossed out
girl and *yanked* down the little girl's pants in a fist, taking
her underwear with them.

The little girl didn't even have time to feel embarrassed before
she felt the most shocking feeling in her life.... something had
slid itself inside her body and she could feel it bumping against
her deep inside. The little girl started to scream, but Jenna was
expecting it and kissed the 7-year-old right on the lips
open-mouthed, catching her little scream in her mouth.

Jenna had kept the dildo lubed up ahead of time or it wouldn't
have slipped into her clueless vagina so easily, and Jenna showed
her what her body was meant for in a hurry by beginning to fuck
the dildo completely in and out of her; Carol, lost in the the
feeling of the object thrusting into her core repeatedly, felt
her knees buckle from an involuntary and tiny first orgasm. "What
were you doing to me??" Carol asked, her breath slightly elevated
from her unused body reacting to the sudden and unprepared
invasion.

"That is what girls were born to do. To get fucked. When you do
it, it feels good, and it's one of the things that causes you to
make sticky stuff between your legs." Jenna explained, Carol
watching as her teacher continued to plunge the vibrating shaft
in and out of her preteen body.

"You're very young and inexperienced, but your body was wired for
this. What you felt happen to you so quickly was called an
orgasm, and you'll learn how to control them more and more as you
do sexual things more often." Jenna continued, noticing with
annoyance that Carol had her attention focused on her little
crotch, staring with amazement at the vibrator that was causing
such new and incredible feeling within her feminine little body.
"Pay attention, Carol... what were you born to do?" Jenna asked,
Carol lifting her eyes and quickly processing what she was told.
"I was born to be fucked." said the seven year old girl.

"Good girl! That's exactly what you were made for! Now, reach
your little fingers into your private spot and see if you can
feel any of that sticky stuff you saw these mothers making."
Jenna asked of her. Jenna orgasmed quietly, her eyes closing for
a moment, as she watched the innocent 7-year-old learning about
her body so quickly, clasping her hand on her little vagina,
sticking a finger in quickly and pulling it back out and smelling
it. "Eeew. THAT IS GROSS. I can't believe that stuff comes out of
there." Carol said with a scrunched up face.

"Now, now, we don't have all day to do this. I'll be more than
happy to go over everything I've taught these girls and more with
you after class, but this hour is going to end soon and we still
have several things to do. I'm sorry about having to give you
such a rushed introduction, but you'll thank me later." Jenna
said with a sigh, holding Carol by both shoulders and forcefully
lowering her to her knees, pushing her over until she was
eye-level with Hailey�s crotch. The little girl suddenly realized
what she was being forced to do, and started resisting, but Jenna
was a step ahead, taking a pair of handcuffs out of her skirt
pocket and snapping them around her little wrists.

The little girl swayed back and forth, struggling, but Jenna
ensured that her face was slowly forced closer and closer to the
absolutely stinking vagina that was wide open in front of her,
glistening with the juices pooling inside of it. With a sudden
push, Jenna crammed the little girl's unwilling face into
Hailey�s vagina and then told Hailey "Close your legs around her
head. Hold her there." and watched with satisfaction as the horny
Christian complied.

Jenna rubbed the dildo she'd used on the little girl on her
breasts, smearing some JC-10 on them, and then shoved it inside
Carol on maximum vibration. The direct contact with the substance
would blow her mind just as it had with her, and it would only be
moments before this little resistance came to an end.

Hailey felt like she was in heaven. She finally had a mouth
between her legs, grinding against her clit, however unwillingly.
Hailey squeezed her legs inwards, clamping the little girl's
slender lips into her crotch like a vice; the girl barely had
enough room to breathe, and each lungful smelled like absolute
cunt. To make matters worse she started gagging on the terrible
smell, her gagging reflex causing her mouth to open and her
tongue to jab out, sliding around on the slimy hole and tasting
what she had been dreading!

A bolt of slow, hot lightning shot upwards from her legs and she
stopped long enough to realize there was that thing vibrating
inside her again, and that her young little body had once again
involuntarily orgasmed. Hailey felt Carol's legs quiver from an
orgasm, and cummed with her, a fresh vaginal contraction
squeezing ooze straight into her mouth.

The little girl nearly vomited tasting that. She dry heaved, her
face still locked into the wet vagina, her mouth stuck open from
the vomiting motion and unable to spit out the goo that was
trickling across her tongue and closer to the back of her mouth.
She quickly gasped for another breath around the hot folds of
flesh, lungs exhaling vaginal odor only to replace it with
more... and found herself wanting to swallow the goo. It was the
grossest thing she'd ever thought about doing.

Not even her friends who did crazy dares would do that, it's so
nasty! The more Carol tried to shut the idea out, though, the
more it started to... to... oh no. She was making sticky stuff
between her legs - she could feel it becoming slimier as the
dildo pumped in and out of her. The JC-10 was flooding her
system, waking up her sex drive and putting it into turbo.

Hailey felt Carol's lips close around her vaginal opening for a
moment, and felt her head bob just slightly, as if she'd actually
swallowed. Had she? Hailey�s vagina twinged at the thought, only
to double-over in pleasure when she felt the little girl wrap her
arms around her thighs, actually pulling her cunt-lips in,
smashing her hole up against her mouth as hard as possible so
that her wild sucking pulled out as much glop as possible.
She felt the gook in her cunt getting shoveled out with the
little 7-year-old tongue, felt her vagina being drained by the
sexually frenzied little girl. "Ah-  ugh----- *gasp* yes - keep
doing that Carol... suck it all out like a good girl. Now you---
god - ahh- now you know what girls taste like!" Hailey halfway
screamed, her vagina clenching in a wave of orgasms as the
child's mouth worked her vagina like she'd only heard about in
lesbian movies.

Finally, after a couple minutes to catch her breath, Hailey
unwrapped her thighs from the girl's head, and Carol backed away,
panting. Her face was slimy, coated in girl gook, some of it
soaking the collar of her t-shirt and making her look like a used
slut. "This feeling between my legs, it makes me think of doing
very nasty things..." Carol commented, leaving the vibrator on in
her crotch as she looked around the room at all the people
staring at her. "Would you like to help us even more?" Jenna
asked simply.

Five minutes later and Carol was laying on the teacher's desk on
her back, her knees up and opened, showing her little underage
vagina to all the horny 17, 18, and 19-year old boys. Gym classes
are always large, and there were more boys in the room than
girls, so Jenna separated 11 boys from the rest and addressed the
larger crowd:

"Boys, please help yourselves to this little girl's vagina. My
only rule is that you ejaculate as far back into her vagina as
possible. Since she hasn't had her period yet, there isn't any
chance of getting her pregnant. After you ejaculate, you may head
back to gym and resume your school day as normal. Thanks!" Jenna
said, smiling sexily at the boys and waving her hands over
Carol's tiny body in order to show it off.

Within seconds a boy stood at the front of a quickly formed line,
but his penis was only semi-hard, the flaccid tip lined up with
the tiny girl's opening. "I'm not really into little girls."
explained the boy, who clearly hadn't inhaled enough JC-10. Jenna
walked up and massaged his testicles for him, her perfume easily
making its way to his nose. Jenna gently cradled his still-soft
dick and used both her hands to guide it into the little girl's
vagina, her fingers pushing it in bit by bit despite it being
pretty soft. The boy watched with growing interest as the
chemicals in his body released the inhibitions in his mind, and
he started staring at the girl without worrying about how he was
raised: this girl was a tight, hot fuck!

Carol felt warm inside when the penis had been massaged inside of
her: the dildo used on her was sized very decently for a little
girl and even this boy's soft penis had filled her up completely.
The thought of the boy stretching her insides like air into a
balloon excited her. And she felt it growing as the boy looked at
her, moving his eyes up and down her body like he was staring at
a prostitute on the street.

The penis inside of her began to throb as it grew, blood
beginning to pump more and more excitedly into him as he craved
her elementary-school body. "Oh god, she's too fucking tight!" he
exclaimed, both him and Carol feeling the pulsing head of his
cock molding itself around her cervix - the end of her little
vagina.

She was convulsing with the pleasure of feeling so entirely
filled with hot flesh, and her little prepubescent orgasms
squeezed the 19-year-old's dick like a fist-full of pleasure. His
dick continued to grow, engorged even more by her body's
encouragement; having no more room to expand gently, her vaginal
walls began to stretch out longer, slowly but forcibly elongated
by the swelling penis.

She was also being stretched wider than was natural for her
child-sized vagina, the penis being far thicker than any
7-year-old should have been accommodating. Her eyes were glued
open, her pupils dilating as she felt herself being pried open
like a sealed doorway.

That's when he started fucking her. His penis, massive to her
little petite form, withdrew itself, the tip leaving her opening
with a quiet, wet plop, her vagina quickly reforming back to its
original size like fresh rubber - only for her to feel him
quickly sliding it back inside, stretching her inner walls again,
reaching ALL the way back to her cervix and actually pumping
against it.

Again he withdrew his penis like a sword from a sheathe,
returning it into its wet holder repeatedly. Each time, the
thrust grew faster and hit the back of her vagina harder,
stretching her out even longer and making her eyes look like they
would roll to the back of her head with the uncontrollable
whirlwind of sensations her crotch was sending her.

The stretching, the heat, the slickness of him sliding into her,
the feel of his dick-head rubbing her clit at her entrance and
then slapping her cervix at the back... and she had never even
masturbated just a day before. The little 7-year-old was overcome
with pleasure, the feelings were blasting her mind like a
thousand televisions all roaring with static - she couldn't even
think of anything else except her cunt. That's what grown-ups
called it, and she knew it must have something to do with this -
this unspeakably good, tight feeling. Her breath was coming in
shallow gasps as she continued to milk the boy with her clenching
orgasms, and then she looked up at him and whispered: "I am a
cunt." At hearing the little girl, not even out of 1st grade, say
this, he started ejaculating.

With his dick-head buried as far as it could go inside her, the
tip forced up against her tight cervical opening, each shot of
sperm spurted into the only place left... her uterus. "Oh....
mommy...." the little girl stammered while feeling the hot liquid
touching her in the most intimate place of her whole body. When
she got older, maybe 25 or so, her mother had imagined her making
a baby in there. Here she was as a 7-year-old child, filling it
with SPERM. The boy fucking her thought about how sinful it was
as well, and continued letting his penis dump globs of semen into
her.

Jenna nodded approvingly at the couple as they finally drew
apart, the boy removing himself from her with a look of lust:
he'd fuck her little cunt more as soon as he got hard again. As
soon as the boy stepped away, another penis lined hurried to line
itself up with the little girl's opening, beginning to slide in
and out towards his own ejaculation as well.

As this procession of prostitution got itself underway, Jenna
directed her attention back towards the 11 boys that had been
taken out of the group. After a few minutes of instruction, each
of them was standing next to the desk of a female student, their
dicks rising and swelling as the slender hands of a young mother
wrapped itself around them. Jenna had chosen the eleven horniest
girls of the bunch for this special treat, and announced that
they would receive bonus points if they completed their
assignment without making a mess.

"You girls are going to experience, for the first time, the
privilege of helping a boy ejaculate into your daughter's little
mouth." Jenna explained. Several girls gasped, taken aback by the
shock of watching the boys getting harder at the thought of
feeding the childrens' helpless, hungry stomachs with hot sperm!
The 11 mothers themselves, being very receptive to the JC-10, got
aroused once again as they cradled their baby's in their arms
against their chest, feeling the short warm breaths of their
innocent daughters who were about to become exposed to sexuality
at age zero. One of them even began to slowly rub her child
between its legs, in the same manner that a modest mother
absently strokes its child's hair.

Britney, a very young mom of only 13 years old, slowly rocked her
precious girl as the boy next to her turned to face her, his
rigid penis swiveling and ending up almost eye-level with her
infant. Using the cup of her palm to slowly raise the baby's head
upwards, facing the hard member, Britney wrapped her hand around
the cock the way her classmates had already started, and tugged
very gently, letting the boy know to step closer and guide his
penis into the baby's mouth.

Britney's hole began to wet itself as she held the throbbing
dick, but she retained her focus and performed the very special
task of bringing the boys genitals to her daughters tiny lips,
letting the penis slowly press inwards as she used her hand to
motion it in small circles; this gently opened the little girl's
mouth, a slight delay occurring before her nursing reflex
recognized the feeling of what seemed to be a very large nipple -
it was the head, the tip of the boy's penis. The baby's mouth was
opened all the way, it's little lower jaw out as far as it could
go just to hold the enormous "nipple". But it began to suck
hungrily.

The other ten moms had all finished doing the same at about the
same time, half of them already masturbating as they watched the
sickening sight of their baby trying to get milk out of a boy's
sex organ. No slurps were heard this time, the dick-heads being
too large to leave any room for flapping lips. The guys seemed
pleased and were definitely excited, but it was apparent that the
feeling of a tiny mouth wrapped around the end of their dicks
wasn't enough to cum.

"These guys are going to be happy to cum, but if you don't
stimulate them properly they just won't be able to! Once your
child becomes a toddler, you can jerk the guy's shaft off as she
holds it in her mouth. For now, the tip barely fits inside and it
will slip out too easily and could even startle the baby if it
keeps popping in and out by accident. That's why you'll be using
these..." Jenna expertly explained, pulling out a couple handfuls
of remotes connected to vibrating eggs from her desk drawer.

"Girls use vibrating eggs for pleasure, but they're compact,
quiet, and easy to use on guys as well. Just gently hold it flat
against the bottom of their shaft, as close to the end as you can
get it. Don't try and put it on the actual dick-head though...
your baby's mouth will be there, and it isn't a great place
anyway. The end of the shaft itself is a fantastic place to put a
vibrator."

"Now lets go girls, give your daughters a salty dessert!" Jenna
coaxed, passing out the vibrators to the eager ladies. The guys
helped them find the best spot on their dicks, assisting them
with Jenna's prompting as they hugged the egg against their
flesh, turning the dials on the remotes and letting the first
feelings of delicious vibrations undulate through their cocks.

One of the baby's moved itself backwards, the dick popping out of
its mouth as it squealed, startled by the feeling of the
vibration across its lips and jaw. Shawnna, sixteen, sighed with
reluctance as she had to pull her right hand out of her crotch
and use it to gently pat baby Krissie on the vagina, calming her
and slowly re-introducing her to the penis. Jenna smiled at how
tender and caring her mother was with her, almost missing the
occasion as the first boy began to moan indicatively:

Britney had watched his penis throbbing, short little spasms as
surges of pleasure bathed him; the head of his dick pulsed
slightly in the infant's mouth but stayed planted in the warm and
wet orifice. The intense, even desperate sucking of the baby girl
told him how much she wanted to drink his "milk" as he felt her
growing impatient with the lack of food. "In time, if you feed
them boy milk frequently, they'll learn to become more patient
with the sucking, realizing it takes time to treat them to its
juice. It takes a good deal longer than training them for girl
milk, so just remember to keep teaching them gently and making
sure they finish their meal every time." Jenna told the girls,
still watching the boy who was feeding Britney's child.

"What's her name?" the boy gasped out, nearing orgasm. Britney
was excited, her breath unsteady as she answered "I - I don't
know. I still haven't decided. Oh, but it doesn't matter for now,
you should just use her as a cum-dump!" Britney chirped at him
with a smile, taking out a gel pen from her desk and bringing it
up to the child's face. "Feed Semen -> " with an arrow pointing
sideways towards her daughter's mouth quickly appeared on both
sides of the little girl's face.

The little bundle of female flesh looked precious like that; her
young body eager to nurture itself on semen, eager to quickly
digest it and actually grow new skin, new bones, and new organs
made out of the stuff. She was a true cum-dump, recycling sperm
and using it to help grow up into a sex-craving toddler.

Britney and Jenna both watched intensely as the boy's penis
continued to throb larger and longer now. No doubt small amounts
of pre-cum had already leaked into the baby's mouth when its
mother noticed it beginning to nurse even more hungrily at
tasting the warm liquid entering its mouth. The sensation of
feeling the tiny child holding his pulsing cock in its mouth with
its hungry sucking combined with the persistent and penetrating
vibrations drove him past the edge; his cock jumped in the little
girl's mouth, the tip almost jerking out as the muscles at the
base of his cock prepared to fire.

The strong, repeated throbs of his penis swelling from the back
to the very tip and then starting over again let Britney know
without a doubt that the boy was firing his hot semen directly
into the baby's open and suckling mouth; her hole was growing
embarrassingly wet, and she knew that her daughter would
undoubtedly be the one to have to slurp up and swallow the goo
she was producing.

The baby's expression didn't change... it hadn't been raised with
expectations or opinions on semen, or even the knowledge of what
it was and why it came out. As her tiny mouth quickly filled with
the discharge from the orgasming penis, she tasted it as a fresh,
new type of sustenance, and her little throat swallowed it down.
It took several of the small swallows to drink all of the
ejaculation, her hungry belly eager to accept it as a gift and
something to look forward to again.

The boy moaned, exhaling in ecstasy as the child continued to
suck drops of seed from his softening dick. At the same time,
another boy who had been watching Britney's baby while his dick
pounded back and forth inside of 7-year-old Carol, pumped more
thick spurts of sperm inside of her. Another boy replaced him and
turned the girl around so that he could watch the eleven moms
helping their daughters feed on boy juice while he fucked her.

Jenna took out her camera and took a video recording this time,
hurriedly running to each boy, zooming in on his cock as it began
to pulse and pump sperm like a feeding tube into the tiny
expectant mouth it was plugged into. She recorded the expression
of the mothers' faces, the various mixtures of happiness and
horniness as they saw their inexperienced daughters being fed
semen for the first time. Some of them had leaned forward and
kissed the boys, using their free hand to eagerly masturbate
again; the rising urgency in the boy's breathing as he
passionately kissed back often made the girls orgasm
simultaneously as they realized it was an indication of their
young childrens' mouths being filled with the boy's liquid lust.

One girl in particular kept her thin, pink lips locked on her
make-out partner's aggressively kissing mouth while her child
kept its even thinner pink lips locked on the young man's penis.
The thought of how nasty it was made her shudder, but she
swallowed his grunts into her mouth as she lightly wrapped her
fingers around her little girl's mouth and felt the sides pursing
inwards as it sucked greedily on the ejaculating penis. Her palm
brushed against the baby girl's throat and she actually felt
little balls of sperm being swallowed downwards.

Her fingertips around the mouth would sense the boy's penis jerk
slightly in a firing motion and then the base of her hand would
feel the hurried gulps from the infant as the gross juice found
its way to her tongue and then into her tiny stomach. "Oh my
god... she's actually swallowing that sick shit..." the baby's
mother moaned, having a small orgasm as she continued to feel it
with her hand.

The other females in the classroom had quickly shed their disgust
and gone into heat from the sight: all but one of them had begun
fingering herself, their noses taking in the scent of baby and
dick that mingled in the air. Jenna was surprised at the one girl
who had managed to not only avoid masturbating, but put her
clothes completely back on again, and walked towards her.

The girl's name was Andi, probably an unusual name for a girl but
more than fitting considering the girl was a known lesbian. "I'm
going out on a limb and guessing that the reason you look so
upset is because of how these boys are treating these baby girls,
with you being a lesbian and all?" Jenna asked quizzically.

"Yeah." The girl said grumpily, her disapproval of the situation
washing across her face. "Girls are a thousand times better
looking that guys. And more mature... and more polite, and more
everything. I don't want my daughter Claire to have anything to
do with boys, especially at her age!" the 17-year-old mother
exclaimed. "Girls are definitely hot, no doubt about that, but
guys can certainly be attractive, Andi. If they weren't, we
wouldn't have such high unplanned pregnancies, now would we?
Speaking of which, how did *you* become pregnant?" Jenna
retorted.

"Artificial insemination." Andi replied plainly. "To an underage
girl? Hah, you'd have to break into the sperm bank and do it
yourself." Jenna quickly countered, Andi�s face frowning even
further as she realized she was cornered. "I've been lesbian my
whole life. I had sex once just to see if it would 'change' me...
it changed me physically for sure, but nothing mentally. It was a
stupid decision, and I never thought it would get me pregnant
since he pulled out. Dumb, I know." Andi stopped, waiting to see
what her teacher would say.

"That's unfortunate. The part about you getting pregnant, I mean.
It's totally okay to be gay or lesbian, nothing wrong with that.
You'd get upset if I said it was wrong - you're doing the
opposite with your baby right now though. Hiding the male gender
from her just because of a choice *you* made isn't fair to her,
she should be allowed to decide whether she's lesbian whenever
she's ready, just like you did. It's true that guys can be
butt-heads, but a lot of that can also be attributed to them
having their sexual desires suppressed.

Testosterone can manifest as either sexuality or anger in guys,
it's just a sad equation that plays itself out. Give guys a
chance, but more importantly, give your girl a chance." Jenna
said in the most soothing tones she could muster. Even though the
JC-10 allowed the young girl to see straight through to the
open-minded logic Jenna presented, her naturally lesbian
inclinations still walled off her pleasantries. "Ugh.... I - you
have a point... she's almost a year old now, and I've never even
let a boy hold her." Andi answered flatly, knowing how mean that
sounded.

"Awww. Well, I was going to use Carol as part of a surprise for
the school later on today, but I'll manage without. Instead, lets
have you and our two lovely Christian twins help in a special
'boy baptism' project." Jenna announced, motioning for all three
of the girls to come to the front of the class. Boys were still
having sex with Carol, her tight little vagina long since filled
with hot semen; as the current boy thrust in and out of her, ooze
continued to leak from around his penis and onto the table where
a large puddle had formed.

Carol's eyes were glazed over, the sense of countless orgasms and
men popping their too-large cocks inside of her tiny body taking
its toll on her. With a light sense of alarm, Carol snapped out
of it realizing Jenna had been right in front of her calling her
name several times before she had responded. "Y-yes, Miss Cone?
Sorry. It's just - gosh I feel tired! And I feel warm inside... I
think it's from all the boy juice inside of me." she blushed,
turning away from the class as she admitted how fully they'd
violated her.

"Oh, come on now Carol, it's alright! Every girl goes through
*this* eventually -" stressing the slopping mess between her legs
as Jenna slowly opened them on the table, showing the class a
matted and slimy, oozing seven-year-old fuckhole that had just
been gangbanged. "Girls have sex with this many boys all at the
same time?" the preteen asked. "Yes, good girls do! The ones that
are raised good and behave like good little girls! And I know you
do, because you called yourself a cunt, that was very mature of
you!" Jenna chimed excitedly, helping the girl along as her blush
slowly faded.

"God made me a cunt... I was born to be fucked, just like how the
boys were born to fuck us with their cocks!" She continued the
conversation eagerly. "And when I tasted that nasty girl stuff,
it was really gross but I swallowed it anyway for some reason..."
she trailed off. "You were horny, Carol. Even as young as two
years old a girl can get horny, there's no age that's too young
once a girl is old enough to know what sex is and why it feels
good." Jenna explained. "When you get really really horny, gross
things can be good at the same time. Does that sound like what
happened to you?" she asked. "Um, well, yeah...." Carol blushed
again as she admitted to being a horny little girl.

"Okay girls. This next project should help jump-start your
daughter's attentiveness to sperm, even without going through all
the normal routine of masturbating a penis into their mouths.
It's healthy to do this whenever you want, although it can be
hard to get the amount of cum that's required - you can get your
dad and brothers to help out by saving their cum in a tupperware
in the refrigerator though." Jenna spoke to the three girls,
pausing and then continuing on as she instructed them.

"Carol is going to stand up on my table and then squat down far
enough that you can bend over backwards underneath her little
crotch and wait with an open mouth as she squeezes her cunt
muscles: the cum inside of her vagina will easily start to seep
out and into your mouth, filling it. You are not allowed to spit
OR swallow the liquid - you will hold a plastic nipple from a
baby bottle with your teeth so that your lips wrap around the
base with the entire nipple pointing out from your mouth. You
will then bend over your babies, allowing them to feed themselves
with the sperm from your mouth."

"Oh my god, that's just so terrible..." Hailey said, her strong
biblical morals trying to make a comeback. Nevertheless, she
found she could only stare in horror as she watched Andi go
first, anchoring herself against the desk with both hands and
then leaning over backwards, lining her head up with the little
girl who was standing above. Carol slowly smiled with an adorably
naughty little grin as she lowered herself closer to the big
girl's mouth, cum already starting to drip from her well-used
orifice.

"It smells nasty down there..." Carol whispered to Andi as she
clenched her stomach, the muscular contractions pushing sticky
clumps of sperm out of her body. The little girl immediately
heard coughing, gagging noises from between her legs. But instead
of stopping, the 7-year-old bit her lower lip with a naughty
smile and squeezed harder, unloading sperm out of her with a
disgusting squirt, a small bubble of cum actually inflating for a
moment in one corner before popping itself and falling into
Andi�s poor mouth.

The lesbian's jaw's trembled from the urge to vomit... her
stomach kept heaving and she clenched her fists against the table
even harder, restraining her own body from lurching forwards and
puking the disgusting filth out of her mouth along with the
contents of her breakfast. She tried closing her eyes, but it
only made every other sensation more intense; she could feel the
sperm trickling onto her tongue, and even worse she could feel
how the pool of jizz formed miniature clumps within itself like a
thin tapioca pudding.

She was feeling the difference in texture between individual
ejaculations and how the sperm from different males was glued
together in a soupy mess. A stifled whimper of disgust left her
tightening throat, but her mouth had already filled halfway with
sperm and the only sound the class could hear was a tiny
high-pitched squeal amidst a soft gargling.

She lost control, and suddenly swung forward past the
still-oozing seven-year-old, ready to retch on the floor; Jenna
quickly clapped a hand over her mouth and held it tightly,
preventing her from spilling the fluid and from bending any
further forwards. Andi�s stomach muscles churned involuntarily,
and she felt her jaw muscles turn into battery acid as the
inevitable lurching started from within her intestines.

Jenna quickly grabbed Hailey by the wrist, jerked her forwards
while opening her mouth with the other hand, and then with a
brutish but effective motion, grabbed them both by the back of
the hair and smashed their lips against each other. Andi had
already begun to dry-heave, only seconds away from vomiting: the
dick sludge in her mouth blasted past a shocked Hailey�s uneasy
lips, the combination of forced air and sperm from Andi�s
half-vomit causing their lips to spatter open and closed with a
wet sound similar to that of a spit-filled birthday balloon
emptying itself out.

"Oh GOD! That is SICK!" Andi gagged, trying to use her teeth to
scrape off the layer of sperm that was coating it. "Boys shoot
that into a GROWN WOMAN'S VAGINA! In order to get her to make a
baby - that's it! It's NOT for feeding a precious, unsuspecting
little baby with! Oh fuck that's the sickest thing I've ever
thought about doing!" Andi went on, flailing her arms in
exasperation until Jenna firmly grabbed her by the cunt, shaking
her bottom by the genitals to get her attention and wake up her
easily-aroused sex drive.

A few seconds passed as Jenna made sure some fresh breaths of the
JC-10 reached her recently gagging lungs. "Swallow." was all
Jenna said, but she said it as an absolute command. Andi shook
her head no - she couldn't possibly digest the warm and slimy
boy-garbage, but her firmly-grasped cunt shot her mind full of
wild impulses, and her baby daughter's innocent face next to her
made her think... nasty things. Obediently, like a dog, she
swallowed the cum remnants that were in her mouth.

Hailey�s face had turned deeper and deeper shades of pink and
then red as the attention faded from Andi and onto her. She was
holding the rejected dick-slime of a room full of guys that had
been puked out of a girl's mouth and into hers... and she wasn't
gagging like Andi was. Instead, she found her head getting dizzy
as she tried to find a less arousing place to keep her eyes
resting; she glanced at the boys, and imagined them pumping their
generous helpings of sperm into little Carol, where it eventually
reached her mouth.

Her vagina wet itself at the thought. She glanced away from them
and into the girls, only to notice one of them pulling a baby
towards her vagina again. Oh god - her vagina was even wetter
now. Every boy and girl was watching her as she held the sperm in
her mouth like it was a delicious pudding. And she was a
Christian! Her cheeks burned red.

After a few moments Hailey realized she was going to have to go
first after all, and she was too dizzy with horniness to even
stand up straight much longer: she picked up Andi's baby crib
with the gentle girl inside of it, and lifted it up to the
teacher's desk. Her sister Whitney had jumped the gun and was
already bent backwards between Carol's legs, so Hailey placed the
crib down beside them. The sound of her little sister actually
panting in arousal as sludge from a SEVEN year old girl oozed
into her mouth made her shut her eyes. She couldn't be doing
this, it was too shocking, too embarrassing to admit to enjoying.

"It's a shame to have someone *else* feed your baby sperm for the
first time, but you'll make up for it by feeding hers in return,
yes?" Jenna asked Andi, her shocked, wide-eyed expression at what
Hailey was doing barely registering the question until she slowly
whispered "yes." She had actually recently swallowed her first
bits of cum, and it was filthy, it was revolting - the thought of
giving it to her daughter made her crotch get warmer and wetter
though... it was impossible to ignore, she had to let Hailey do
it.

Hailey rested one arm beside the crib, leaning forward and
keeping her back towards the class as she accepted the rubber
nipple from Jenna's hand. "Come on Hailey.. go around my desk and
bend over the other way - show the class what you like doing to
the baby." Jenna prodded, Hailey's eyes going downcast and
avoiding the gasps in the room as she leaned her head backwards
to hold the cum in, moved the base of the nipple into her mouth
just past her teeth, closed her mouth and lips over it, and then
walked around the desk.

Andi's face went white with sickness when she saw Hailey bend her
head down and the man-goo filled the clear nipple visibly - Jenna
took Andi's right hand and forced it down the waistband of her
skirt and into her panties. Andi glared at Jenna with hatred at
the thought of masturbating to THIS, but her hand continued on
its own and began to weave in and out of her pussy which she
found to her horror to be... soaked.

The girl sitting next to Hailey's desk had taken an initiative
and pulled Hailey's baby towards her own chair, pulling the baby
out and sitting it on her right lap, with her own baby on the
other. Gently, the girl put her left hand down her own daughter's
diaper and the other into Hailey's, where she began to massage
the tiny vaginas while watching Hailey do her dirty deed.
Hailey's head was shaking from her nervous she was doing this in
front of the class, with some of the same girls in it she saw in
church during weekends. What would her church think now if they
saw her with her panties saturated with motherly arousal, bent
over and preparing to feed an innocent child this.... forbidden
juice?

The baby saw the familiar nipple hovering over its mouth, filled
with what appeared to be a familiar whitish liquid. The gentle
face of the mother only served to make the baby even happier, and
it smiled a cute baby smile as it yearned for the soft nipple to
reach its lips. The ticking of the school clock on the wall
became suddenly loud and apparent, and Hailey noticed the exact
time when it happened. When the bottle nipple suspended in her
mouth touched the baby's soft, tender lips. And the child - the
little baby vagina - became a cumslut.

Claire, a new little girl to the world only days before, was now
in the middle of a classroom with her mom watching as a girl's
mouth FILLED with hot sperm connected to her own mouth by a
plastic nipple. The baby sucked expecting milk, but instead
received a man's semen. And another man's semen. And another
man's. And another's. Hailey tried to think of how many clumps of
sperm there were in her mouth, how many cumshots starting to fill
the zero-year-old stomach beneath her as she felt the liquid
actually being slowly sucked out of her mouth.

Hailey's cheeks had returned to a fiery shade of red as she tried
not to get so turned on, but couldn't stop herself from reacting
when she continued to feel the odd sensation of the slime being
drained out of her mouth - she was deliberately teaching this
child how to sperm-swap. Hailey couldn't wait until Becca was old
enough to actually kiss goodnight, like a little lover, a load of
sperm passing as a loving gift from mother to daughter, swallowed
like a sleeping pill before dreaming.

Hailey found her hands between her legs, one finger trying to
slowly rub herself without the students noticing what she was
doing behind the desk. She felt another tuck at her teeth, the
nipple being pulled closer towards the baby and a small whirlpool
slowly turning around inside her mouth for a few moments as
several large gulps of male ejaculate went past the infant's
taste buds and into it's belly.

"Oh god, how much can this baby drink?" Hailey thought with
embarrassment, the realization donning on her that Andi's
daughter was actually going to drink ALL of the sperm in her
mouth. Right in front of everyone, so they could see how much the
baby enjoyed the taste. There was no denying it... she might be
impossibly young, too young to know what she was doing, but
little Claire was a cumslut. She honestly enjoyed tasting and
drinking cum...

Claire was feeding herself even after having recently swallowed
her mother's vaginal secretions. Remembering the girl milk also
inside the baby's belly made Hailey's eyes dilate with lust...
feeding Carol had felt *so* good, she couldn't wait to do it to
her actual daughter. "All family's should do things like this."
she thought, shocking herself.

The familiar sound of a gurgling suckle reached Hailey's ears,
originating from within her own mouth. The baby had emptied her
out and was swallowing the last drops of fresh sperm. Hailey
slowly backed the nipple out of the baby's mouth and it made an
awful face, obviously unhappy with being torn away from it's
"bottle" prematurely. Hailey paused, not sure if it was normal
for a child to want so much semen, when she realized her little
sister was already bending over from the other side of the table,
about to feed the baby a second mouthful!

Andi's mouth had actually dropped open, but instead of arguing,
she began to masturbate herself honestly - the hand that had been
forcibly dropped down her pants flipped back and forth, the
lesbian's vagina rising towards a climax at the thought of her
own daughter being such a cum-hole for men.

Whitney was buck-naked, her bent-over body revealed her smooth,
glistening vagina to the classroom. Jenna laughed at how inviting
her hole was, and asked if anyone wanted to do something about
it. Several boys began to line up around her, one of them rushing
as he pulled out his stiff cock and stuffed it inside the love
tunnel. It was wet beyond reason, his dick steering its way to
the back of her cunt even without meaning to, and he began to
pump back and forth like an engine inside of her while the baby
found its lips onto the new nipple and became content again,
happy to keep swallowing mouthfuls of boy milk.

"That's right, we're going to teach her what girls do with boy
milk, and that there's always plenty of it for cum-hungry cunts.
She's been drinking without complaint, in fact she was upset when
the first nipple went away. Do you still think it was right to
hide boys from her, Andi?" Jenna asked the masturbating girl.
"No." she said shyly, realizing her fault again. "And will you
promise me to keep feeding her sperm, regardless of if you like
it?" This time a longer pause, as Andi considered how terrible
the revolting dick stew tasted and worse how it felt.

"I - I... I promise. I'll feed her myself, is it okay if I use an
actual baby bottle?" she pleaded with Jenna. "It's really better
to do it in a more personal way, to encourage the bonding, but
since you're having so much difficulty I suppose an exception is
alright, as long as you make sure to give her some extra
spoonfuls of vaginal slime, maybe collected from your girlfriend
after a make-out session." The thought of including her
girlfriend in the raising of her baby filled Andi with a grin,
and she quickly agreed after that.

As Andi's daughter continued drinking her second serving of sperm
that was freshly squeezed from a 7-year-old girl's fucked cunt,
the dick inside Whitney released itself freely, drooling sperm
all over her insides, making a mess of her previously clean
vagina. To Jenna's surprise this served as a cue for Elizabeth,
of all girls, to walk up to Whitney while holding her baby, and
then kneel down while still cradling the adorable kid, holding it
in a scoop as she brought it to the exposed, just-fucked pussy.
"Wow, that really looks sick..." Elizabeth said, hesitating as
she stared at the bent over girl whose hole was on display.

The vagina had droplets of sperm on its opening where the
glistening girl slime had long since gathered, and a thin trail
of either cum or pussy juice or maybe both had run halfway down
her thigh and then dried into a thin whitish crust. Since she was
*just* fucked, her hole stayed partly open as she remained bent,
Liz able to see halfway into her tunnel where a blob of sperm had
become lodged.

Her whole crotch looked like some kind of smashed animal - oozing
fluids and puffy pussy lips, the open hole and the glistening
folds of her inner walls all exposed from the deep and brutal
cock. Even through the tart smell of sperm emanating from her
hole, Liz could make out the unmistakable odor of female
arousal... Whitney was still very wet, and was no doubt aware of
what was going on behind her by this time.

Whitney simply took a step backwards, carrying the crib a step
back with her, so that her pussy suddenly smushed into the baby's
face without warning. Liz was surprised, she was still
considering whether or not to actually expose her baby to such a
disgusting meal; she automatically pulled away but was even more
shocked when she met resistance - the baby must have already had
its mouth clamped on the dirty hole, cleaning it out this very
second!

"This is a sight to behold - Whitney's going to get an A++ for
this! She's actually feeding two babies at the same time, one
with each of her holes!" Jenna said in proud amazement. The
feeling of liquid being slowly drained and swallowed from both
ends was fantastic, Whitney discovered. Liquid was constantly
being sucked out of her like she was a well of fuck-juice, and
the fact that it made her wetter just made the little mouth on
her baby chute suck louder... it was bliss.

Several minutes passed as nobody spoke; finally, one of the boys
in the room spoke up "Can't Whitney get pregnant?" one of them
asked. "Not if she gets cleaned out as well as she looks like
she's gonna be." Jenna answered simply. "Regardless, I'll be
passing out packs of birth control and morning-after pills for
everyone who's interested. It's normally pretty expensive to get
such large amounts of contraceptives, but since I've worked for a
pharmaceutical company in the past I can get an excellent
discount."

"There's no charge to any of you - sex should be a free and
enjoyable experience for everyone." she continued, faces in the
room perking up and smiling as she mentioned free contraceptives
for everyone. The boys and girls in the room were looking at each
other with renewed interest as the possibility of sex filled
their minds.

That train of thought was cut short when Whitney slowly stood up,
the little baby still stuck to her vagina like some sort of tick,
clinging with its mouth whenever Liz tried to take her back.
"What can I say? I'm great with kids." Whitney joked, grinning
sheepishly as the baby remained under her crotch, face up and
sucking.

Andi had walked over to her daughter, almost afraid to touch her
for fear she'd burst with semen. Her belly was bulging a little
bit, and Andi picked her up and patted her back, gently burping
her. After only a few seconds the effort paid off, little Claire
letting out three separate burps, each of them smelling like a
man's orgasm. "Ewww. God." was all Andi said, realizing she still
had to complete her task. She walked over to Carol, who had long
since sat down on the table watching.

"I don't think I have much more inside of me." Carol said,
glancing down at the puddle of sperm that had continued growing
on the table and leaked off of one side. Andi frowned, dreading
the prospect of having to milk a boy by hand into her daughter's
mouth. As if to answer her predicament, the bell rang. The girls,
partly or fully naked, began scrambling to get their clothes on
while the boys simply zipped up their flies and headed out the
door. It was time for the next class to begin. Before the girls
had dressed, though Jenna opened up a filing cabinet and revealed
several dozen neatly hung baby harnesses.

"Your homework assignment is actually a two-week project - I
suspect that everyone in here will have little objection after
being thoroughly lessoned in proper nursing?" No complaints came
from the girls, and Jenna continued. "You will each take a baby
harness. It's yours to keep forever, so pick a color and style
that you like.

Whatever you decide, you need to strap it *upside-down* starting
from around your waist and ending with the head hanging between
your legs. Baby's hang around upside-down in the uterus for 9
months half the time - their bodies are already well-adjusted to
the positioning similar to how gymnasts have no problems with it;
the discomfort you or I would feel from being upside-down so long
is simply because we haven't done it in so long."

"Keep your baby suspended upside-down in the harness with its
head facing your vagina. Use the head strap to keep its head bent
forward, wrapping its mouth against your vaginal opening. You
should wear clothes with loose-fitting waists such as spandex,
sweatpants, skirts or dresses. The bulge will still be
noticeable, but pushing a small pillow around your stomach can
make you simply look as if you're still pregnant.

When going out in public this is highly recommended. When dealing
with your family, good luck. Try not to be too worried though,
your parents will come around, and your baby will be so much
happier and healthier for it." Jenna finished, smug in her
knowledge that the baby harnesses had been absolutely doused in
JC-10.

The contact of the harness against their skin would ensure that
they remained horny and open-minded, while the aromatic
properties of the chemical provided a safety net against their
friends and/or family getting *too* upset at them. The effect on
babies was still fairly minimal with their undeveloped brains,
but as they grew they'd have a serious head-start (literally) on
other kids their age with their accelerated sexual thoughts.

The girls soon finished picking out a baby harness, looking with
nervous glances at each other as each of them chatted about what
their sisters, brothers, parents, friends, even strangers would
do if they were caught doing this with their babies. None of them
outright refused it, however. The effect of the JC-10 for an
entire hour amidst all this wild sexual activity ensured that
they were completely wide-open, morally and sexually.

As the girls began leaving the classroom, Jenna stopped Whitney
with a tap on the shoulder. "I didn't forget about you Whitney...
since you don't actually have a baby of your own, your project
will be to mouth-clean the underwear of the girls in the house
daily until you can taste the difference in a blind test."

"I know you have a smaller sister as well as Hailey and your
mother, so that should be quite the experience. Don't be late for
class now!" Jenna smiled at Whitney, giggling as she watched her
scuttle off, a look of shock on her face from what she was being
asked to do... for two weeks!
Title: Girl Milk, Chapter 2 "Homework"
From: jennacone@yahoo.com

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Chapter 2 - "Homework"
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The school day was finally over! Whitney, the young 16-year-old,
exited her bus and began walking towards her house. The events of
her afternoon had been *far* less eventful than the first class
had been; she'd been too afraid to question Jenna's instructions
to her face, but knew that she couldn't actually do it - it would
just be disgusting beyond words!

"Jenna's probably gonna' find out somehow tomorrow..." she
grudgingly thought to herself as she continued down her driveway,
approaching the front door and finding it unlocked; her
twin-sister Hailey must have already been home, surprisingly.

Her parents weren't home yet; Whitney ignored the no-shoes rule
and casually sauntered to her bedroom to toss her backpack on the
bed and talk with Hailey about the unthinkable first hour they'd
had together. She kept thinking it was a dream, only to see Miss
Cone out in the hallway between classes...

Was she doing this to all of her students? HOW was she doing this
to all of her students!? Whitney sat down on the bed and took a
deep breath - with a nervous exhalation and a few minutes of
contemplation about how Hailey might react to bringing up the
subject, she closed her bedroom door behind her and walked across
the hallway.

Hailey heard her door creaking open slowly and jerked her head up
quickly to see her sister poking her head through at her. "You
ok?" Whitney asked, startled from Hailey's jumpy reaction as she
laid on the bed with a school book opened up. "Yeah, I'm - "
*clears throat* " - fine." "Ok..." "... what do you want?" Hailey
said after a moment of annoyance.

"Uh, well. I - I..." Whitney stumbled, feeling more and more
awkward by the unprovoked intrusion into her room. In the
stillness that followed, Whitney heard nothing except the faint
sound of their fishtank's air pump in the living room - except
that it had been moved upstairs a couple weeks ago... In a veiled
reaction to this oddity, Hailey stared back down at her book so
as to hide her expression and then quickly but casually crossed
her legs into a more comfortable position. The air-pump noise
vanished entirely, but she didn't realize that Whitney had
already heard it and that the sudden disappearance would only
serve as a confession.

Hailey glanced up with feigned annoyance and saw her sister's
eyes narrowed as her mouth began to form words accusingly. "You
have... did you find... you stole - " she was cut off by Hailey's
blunt admission: "I took mom's vibrator." she said in a
half-whisper. Hailey took the whispering as a cue and finished
walking through the door, closing it behind her and locking it
despite no one else being in the house. Both of their pulses
began to rise as if they were back in elementary school revealing
their first crushes to each other. They spoke in hushed voices:

"You took her vibrator? Oh my god!" Whitney rushed out all at
once. "And I had to put new batteries in it too!" Hailey giggled,
shedding her initial nervousness and bathing in the joy of
spilling dirty secrets with her sister. "Wow." was all that
Whitney responded with. "It was under her bed inside the
bed-frame where the cat clawed a hole in the bottom - inside that
wooden box." "The locked one that we never found the key for?" "I
managed to jiggle it until it opened by using a letter opener,
haha!"

"Oh my god! What are you plan- I mean, what if the. Um, I mean,
Miss Cone - " Hailey's voice dropped to near-silence as she
interrupted Whitney's blubbering attempt at a question. "My
homework?" "Yeah." "I'm - " her voice became even quieter, so
quiet that Whitney was now kneeling at the head of the bed beside
her sister to continue hearing the words in her conversation.
"...I'm thinking about it." Hailey waited for some kind of
response from her sister, but just saw what appeared to be a
vacant expression in her eyes for several moments. "I just, I
don't know if-" Hailey was in mid-sentence when she was caught
completely unguarded and unprepared for an assault by her sister.

Hailey felt Whitney's fingers already trembling and the lust
billowing out of her nostrils with every breath as her twin ran a
hand across the underside of her face and upwards towards the
back of her neck, clasping her head in one hand and cupping her
hip with the other. With her body so swiftly and romantically
cradled by Whitney, Hailey didn't even have time to properly
respond to the touches on her body as their faces moved closer
together until their lips were suddenly touching.

For the second time that day they began to make incestuous love
to each other; Whitney felt Hailey's hips gyrate as a moan softly
pressed out between their connected mouths - caused by the
vibrator inside of her, Whitney realized. Driven into even more
lust by the vibrating toy, the heated couple began petting each
other heavier and heavier; fingers and hands glided across the
edges of each other's bodies while an all-consuming wetness
destroyed any remaining moral sanity.

Nearly thirty minutes passed as the only sounds in the house was
the frequent gasp, the occasional moan, and the never-ending
ambience of passionate kissing. They were so horny, in fact, that
despite the half hour their clothes were still completely on
while they writhed and ground into each other on the bed - they
didn't even have the patience to stop long enough to take a piece
of clothing off. They were completely lost in a mist of lesbian
lust, rocking into each other as if they had devolved into
animals... until they were blasted into awareness by a sudden,
alarming noise in the room.

"Oh god - Becca scared me to death!" Whitney explained, their
bodies still frozen in startled rigidity by the soft cooing of
the infant. Without another word being spoken, their gazes went
back into each others' eyes and they both thought the same thing
at the same time in a way that only twins can do: "Homework."

Whitney pulled the baby harness out to fully consider what she
was committing to and felt horniness returning in full force just
as it was in the throes of her make-out session. She had serious
trepidation regarding the whole thing, but she was at the same
time getting so eager to do it that her palms were beginning to
sweat. The fact that her parents weren't home yet gave them the
perfect opportunity to set something up.

With Whitney standing in the room beside her she moved her baby
still in her carrier to the floor at the foot of the bed and
wormed her way down until her lower body was hanging off that end
from the waist down, her knees bent and her feet touching the
ground. Her cheeks flushed themselves red under the knowledge of
what her daughter was quietly watching as she moved her hands
down and unzipped her jeans. Her pants were tight and it took
some contorting and flexing to peel them downwards, across her
knees and out past her feet to expose her bare pussy.

Earlier Jenna had taken the students' underwear during class and
she hadn't returned them, claiming that they would be used for
some unknown purpose. Taking off her shirt or bra wasn't
necessary since Becca could only see her lower body - Whitney was
training her daughter to associate meals with a girl's pants
coming off. She hoped Jenna's training suggestions would really
work given enough time and that these weren't silly steps.
Whitney had taken the harness out of her sister's backpack and
was holding it in both hands, adjusting the various straps to
sizes she thought would work most comfortably.

The notches were easy to adjust but it took quite a bit of
deviation from the default settings to get one opening circling
snugly around Hailey's waist and the other two around her thighs
instead of the shoulders and chest it was preset for. Watching
Whitney doing this in preparation of such a sick task gave Hailey
a steady number of small orgasms - with nothing to hold it in,
the vibrator slowly fell out of Hailey's vagina under their
steady squeezes. Hailey quickly sat herself up and leaned over
the end of the bed, picking the still-buzzing dildo off the
baby's chest and smearing it across her lips like chap-stick
before setting it beside her. "Her lips look so cute and glossy
with juice on them!"

"It's too bad that vibrator slides out so easily or you could
keep it in while she's on you." Whitney smirked at her sister as
she pulled her pants down quickly, picked up the abandoned
vibrator and re-buttoned her jeans before Hailey could object.
"You bitch!" Hailey yelped while grinning, surprised but amused
at Whitney's opportunistic actions. Whitney winked, taking a step
towards her sister and opening the prepared harness up to face
her.

A few minutes later the entire device was fastened tightly but
comfortably on, and Whitney hornily picked up her niece. The
child was passed to it's mother and then was fidgeted into the
harness with caution, causing its limbs to be moved about and
waking it up more fully. At this, Becca began to pout
sporadically, but after checking her clean diaper they were sure
it was only one thing... hunger.

Hailey smiled at how clever the device was as she carefully,
cautiously, pulled her arms away from the baby and watched the
upside-down infant suspended in place - the still-pouting Becca
began to smell the musk odor coming from between Hailey's legs.
She'd had all day to let her juices stew around inside of her
while she laughed and flirted and sat in class only to drool even
further with fresh lesbian incest. The smell of her vagina was
strong - she was managing to catch light whiffs of it while she
stood there - it made her want to take a shower to clean herself
up.

Instead of rinsing herself out, she let her daughter appetize
herself on the rancid scent. "And what are these for?" Hailey
said, pointing at two dangling adjustable straps that hung from
the front of the harness, centered towards the middle. "Well I
think Miss Cone added these... the material is a little
different, and they're labeled A and B in sharpie at the ends."
Hailey pulled up a strap and saw the latch at the end marked "A".
Reaching a hand behind her hip, Hailey felt the two plastic nubs
of two matching latches on the rear of the harness, again
centered towards the middle.

"Heh, it forms... an 'X' shape..." Whitney said, pulling the
strap through between Hailey's legs and back up to her back,
latching it into place. When the other strap was looped through
it was obvious that they were meant to wrap around the baby's
head, the lengths of cloth criss-crossing; as Whitney tightened
the straps, the baby's head was held forward, cradled into place
and nestled snugly against vagina without any effort. "Oh! That
way the baby's head isn't just dangling uselessly! Cool..."
Hailey thought, feeling Becca's face snuggled against her pussy.

After a few minutes of excited chatter on the successful use of
the harness, both sisters walked to the kitchen giddily. Hailey
exulted in the feeling of carrying the warm baby around pressed
against her naked lower body while she walked, while Whitney
thrilled with the excitement of knowing that the baby had to keep
smelling her sister's horniness from the long day. They'd only
*just* pulled out some formula and were opening the can when
Hailey glanced out the kitchen window - and saw her mother
walking to the front door! She only had a split-second to react,
and there was no way she could sprint that fast with an awkward
weight between her legs!

In a panicked instinct for survival, Hailey ran out of the
kitchen and into the living room where a couch was positioned
against the adjoining kitchen wall, and hopped into it. The front
door opened and her mother walked through as Whitney grabbed a
blanket from the back of her dad's easy-chair and tossed it to
her. With a pounding heart, Hailey pulled it around herself at
the exact moment that her mother finished taking her shoes off
and walking into the living room.

Hailey quickly slouched into a sitting position, lifting her
vagina slightly and giving her the leverage to grab the baby's
head and pull it downwards, forcefully guiding it towards her
smelly hole. Becca was growing hungrier by the minute and was
going to start crying soon if she didn't eat - whether it tasted
good or not she was going to have to try and make her daughter
eat this meal *without* any formula whatsoever. The little head
struggled and let out a small cry of protest as it's lips were
forced inside the young mother's slick vagina. Meanwhile,
Whitney's mom finished putting her keys on the coffee table and
finally turned her attention to them. "You left the formula out,
Hailey."

With a shock, Hailey felt the hungry child latching onto the
inner folds of her vagina and begin sucking on them, the tiny
mouth sliding around as she tried to find the opening to her
slime tunnel. "Sorry..." she said, Whitney once again jumping in
to save her sister. "I'll get it, I was just about to go get a
drink. Do you want something to drink Hailey?" she said, watching
her sister intently.

Hailey could hardly think straight and ignored the question -
with one hand picking up a couch pillow and casually placing it
over her thighs, the other one moved slowly under the covers to
help the baby find what she was seeking. "Sorry I'm late girls, I
had to pick up your cousins from school since your aunt's car
broke down - they'll be spending the day over here until she can
head over with a rental car."

Whitney came back from the kitchen and plopped herself down on
the other end of the couch; she immediately swallowed a quiet
orgasm under the encouragement of the vibrating *bump* inside her
crotch from sitting down so suddenly. She was going to have to
pay attention to sudden pussy-movements, she realized. Meanwhile
the girls' mom walked out of the room, seeing nothing unusual
with her daughters vegging on the couch, one of them in a blanket
and flipping through the channels.

"God, she's not gonna make it..." Whitney thought, looking over
at her sister and realizing she'd have to provide a sickening
amount of secretions to replace a full bottle of milk. Jenna
recommended using the harness because it let the child slowly
suck out juices all day long as opposed to all at once - it
couldn't satiate a hungry stomach very quickly. "Hopefully
Becca's still patient enough to just feed slowly!" Whitney
thought with alarm.

Worrying along the same lines, Hailey thought about how to ensure
that her baby didn't get annoyed with slowly-oozing vagina and
start crying for "fast food"; she carefully moved her hand again
which was still underneath the blanket and took the two
head-straps, further tightening them to the point the baby could
no longer even turn its head - locking the little girl's mouth
into vagina permanently until released by her mother. The baby
was *imprisoned* with its mouth stuck against it's mother's
actively aroused sex organ, something that would make any
up-standing, god-fearing mother scream in disgust... but which
made her even hornier.

Hailey closed her eyes and held back a moan, fighting the urge to
grind her hips forward in response to the new pulses of pleasure
shooting through her crotch from the nursing baby. Focusing
intently on her sister with a mixture of sympathy and sadism,
Whitney took the remote and changed the channel absentmindedly a
few times before their two cousins entered the room like an
unwelcome tornado of preteen energy. "Hiiii Hailey!! I saw your
baby pictures on Facebook!! She's soooo cuuute!" the 12-year-old
Kara squealed into Hailey's ear, her 13-year-old brother
flinching at the high pitched noises and jumping onto the couch
next to Whitney. "Yeah, are we gonna get to see her while we're
here?" he asked Hailey.

Hailey's palms began to sweat again under their sudden and
unexpected interrogation. "Yeah... sorry... I... she's upstairs
sleeping and should absolutely *not* be woken up. It took me
forever to get her to bed. Maybe when she wakes up in a little
bit?" Hailey managed to respond erratically, her pauses caused by
equal parts of panic and sexual pleasure. Without meaning to, her
child was rubbing its nose up and down against her clitoris as it
siphoned fluid from her cunt, and it was making it harder and
harder for Hailey to breathe normally. "Awwww, ok well in a
little bit then. I hope our mom isn't here before then. It should
be atleast a few hours since she has to pick up our dad on the
way here."

Hailey did her best to ignore the two of them, staring at the
television and mortally regretting her decision to put the baby
harness on. Regardless of the pleasure that kept growing between
her legs, she was going to literally jump at the opportunity to
run to her bedroom if they left the living room for the few
seconds she needed in order to run there without being seen.
Instead of that opportunity presenting itself, the worst
happened:

Her parents walked into the room and sat themselves down also.
Her mother sat DIRECTLY TO HER LEFT in-between her and Whitney
while her dad sat down in his recliner to the right of her. Her
heart was preparing to explode when her mom actually made her
scoot left with her so that her cousins could sit on the right
side of her. Her cousin Kara talked excitedly about something
that she pretended to listen to until she felt her peeling open
the blanket on her end and saying not to hog it...

"Oh god... no!" Hailey thought as she felt her cousin pull open
that end of the blanket and yank it towards herself, wrapping
herself up in it as well, their bodies pushing together. Their
outer thighs touched, their arms tapped each other, and Hailey
could only play along and laugh playfully as she tried to stop
herself from smelling the scent of shampoo and cheap tween-age
perfume she was wearing... the cocktail of sensations was making
her see her cousin in a wholly new light.

At the same time, a hot body-temperature puff of heated air
escaped from the briefly opened blanket; Hailey smelled the odor
of vagina *clearly* and feared that someone might get suspicious!
After a few seconds she realized that nobody could possibly get
suspicious - they'd have to be suspecting something impossible to
even think of. So now she was stuck on the couch with her family
under a blanket concealing her nakedness from the waist down
while her baby nursed slowly from her pussy, AND her cousin so
close to her that their limbs were pressed against each other...
it couldn't get any more disturbing.

For the next twenty minutes the whole family watched TV,
exchanging laughs and telling jokes and eating snacks. Hailey had
done her best to ignore the feeling between her legs despite the
slow, undulating massage of the little salivating mouth drinking
her lust. It was after a short time, though, that the
family-appropriate Disney movie they were watching full of secret
agent teens running around escaping danger - was actually turning
her on!

Every glimpse of the 14-year-old heroine flexing her petite legs
as she snuck down a hallway, even the glimpse of a loving father
next to his daughter... it was making her quiver thinking about
it so uncontrollably. Her heavy, lust-laden eyes slowly turned
away from the television and began tracing their way along the
pair of thighs next to her like arcs of electricity pulling
themselves across metal beams, hugging every crevice and rolling
across every inch.

"Oh my god, fuck.. my baby knows when I'm horny... and sh-she
likes it... oh god..." Britney thought to herself in alarm, her
leg-muscles clenching momentarily as she felt her newborn
cunt-sucker responding to the signs her body was giving off with
a renewed interest in feeding. This spiraled Hailey's sex-driven
imagination out of control; in her almost drug-like haze of
saturated desire she continued lowering her eyes onto the body of
the sensuous cunt sitting next to her. She quickly grew even
wetter by the imagined glimpses of their legs and stomachs
rubbing together, found herself imagining the feeling of the body
heat and lust, the scent and taste of herself and... her mom.

Hailey had managed to work herself into a stupor with the need to
fuck her own mother - her sexual arousal was having the same
effect as a hardening nipple to the child learning how to nurse
from vagina instead of breast; within a couple minutes of the
raunchy thoughts having started she felt the little girl
recovering groggily from her drowsy half-sleep and puckering her
infant lips tighter against her mother's genital opening,
sloppily sucking the horny slime out of it.

Hailey dared not reach down and stop the hungry girl for fear of
making her cry, but the feeling of having her horniness sucked
and swallowed so dutifully from her cunt with the ongoing
presence of her hot cousin and mom, plus the children on the
television... it was pushing her over the edge. Her ears rang to
each moment of silence in the show as she concentrated on keeping
her trembling breath under control. The sticky sounds of her
vagina being fed upon was becoming noticeably loud - she'd seen
her cousin glance at her and then down towards her stomach during
the last silence. "She thought it was my stomach rumbling. I
could get caught at this rate! God..." Britney thought to herself
in distress - but the fear of being discovered by family members
only elevated her arousal further!

In a now-desperate effort to keep the oral sex volume under
control, Hailey carefully wove her hand down towards her crotch,
her bent elbow pressing against her mom's oblivious body as she
smashed her daughter's head forward forcefully. Completely
smothered into her pussy, the thin little lips were sealed
air-tight into a feminine cesspool of immoral juice. As soon as
Becca continued nursing again, however, her cunt spasmed in an
oncoming orgasm...

It was climbing within her like an unstoppable train. The feeling
of her daughter was becoming too exciting - the little baby girl
was clamped so tightly on aroused vagina that she resembled the
algae-eating bottom-feeder in their fishtank, both of them
vacuuming slime into their bellies through their suction-puckered
mouths.

Meanwhile, erotic fire was was coursing through Whitney's veins
just as hard as her twin sister. She'd long since suspected that
the thirteen-year-old boy next to her had a little crush on her.
The danger of fanning those flames wide open with her entire
family mere inches from her - even watching her during this, only
continued to drive her off the edge; she'd asked him to sit on
her lap under the half-flimsy pretense of there being so little
room on the couch. Her parents may have looked at her a bit
oddly, but she was a devout christian, a symbol of purity... they
quickly stamped out of their minds any notion of it being
questionable.

With her eyes closed in the warmth of his body encompassing her,
she let her slender hand easily wedge its way underneath the
waistband of the stretchy black sweat pants he was wearing. She
slowly crept her hand further downwards in an arc across the left
side of his left leg, away from the visibility of someone
casually glancing at them from the right. He had already been
breathing faster by the time she touched her fingers to his thigh
- now flushed face was actually trembling slightly under the
explosion of shock, excitement, and fear hitting him all at once.


He stared straight ahead at the TV, every thought funneled into
the impossible movements of his cousin beneath. Hailey finished
sliding her hands across his sweatpants and easily wrapped her
hand over his absolutely rigid teen erection. She let her mom's
vibrator bring her to an orgasm as she fondled his excitement,
pulsing her fingers around the precum-dripping dick in slow
subtle squeezes.

When she opened her eyes she saw her mom's head turned, looking
at the target of her molestation. Her dad was also glancing over
at him with a look that amounted to something of concern. "Why is
your face red darling?" Whitney's mom asked, staring at his
over-dilated eyes and noticing his uneasy breathing. "Are you
okay? Are you feeling cold dea--" her mom's words were cut short
by a very short but incredibly loud "slllUrrRRRppp!" that came
from underneath Hailey's blanket.

Before she could contain herself Hailey's lips parted, letting in
an involuntary gasp in reaction to the large amount of
post-orgasmic slime being swallowed messily from her spasming
pussy. Everyone had varying expressions of puzzlement,
bewilderment, lust, or panic in the ensuing moment as the TV
continued to air its show, uncaringly slicing through each rising
millisecond of danger.

The doorbell rang like a gunshot signaling a series of
racehorses; in one smooth motion Whitney wove her hand out of her
cousin's pants and stood up to go answer the door, muttering a "I
don't know what his problem is..." in feigned annoyance as she
walked across the living room. Hailey felt the little girl next
to her leap off the couch to greet her mom at the door and used
the moment of complete blanket-possession to quickly get off the
couch and rush towards her room while carrying it wrapped around
her despite the odd stares.

In the commotion that followed the boy eeked out that he "just
had a stomach ache" and Hailey followed the excuse by claiming a
stomach ache of her own that had caused the sound and quick rush
to the bedroom - the food they ate must have been bad! The
excuses were weak and strange, but they could only be accepted as
truth given the lack of any other conceivable explanations.

A couple of hours later the buzzing confusion of the
mass-discovery had passed and normality returned to the house.
Hailey had been planning on a date tonight, and she now stood in
the bathroom putting the final touches on her hair and face, a
frilly white dress on that blossomed out beautifully at the waist
with an antique style. She loved vintage clothing, but more
importantly the shape of the dress completely hid the baby inside
of it!

Not wanting to compromise between doing her homework and
appearing suspicious, Hailey had come up with the idea to wear
one of her vintage dresses to her date, her little girl snugly
wrapped against her from her stomach down to her crotch, it's
mouth tightly plugged up into her vagina for hours straight now.

Standing with her thighs as close together as they would go while
accommodating the baby's head was a lesson of its own; the baby
didn't have much room to breathe and Hailey was slightly
bow-legged but not uncomfortable. Hailey was very considerate and
waited to see if it was okay for Becca as well. Her infant
daughter had little difficulty as she adjusted to the new
position and tilted her nose to a better angle.

Becca tickled her mom for the first twenty minutes as Hailey got
used to the new position she took between her legs - the baby's
nose was actually buried past her labia which meant she could
feel each little breath as it pushed in and out though her inner
folds; the adorable girl was actually breathing through her cunt,
each lungful of air doused in the scent of female reproductive
organ.

"Mmmm, you're perfectly stowed away!" Hailey laughed, looking at
herself in the mirror and seeing only her beautifully-dressed
self looking back at her. Even as she turned in place it wasn't
noticeable that she had a baby strapped against her, Becca's
little head laying comfortably between its mother's legs, sucking
on pussy upside-down.

"It's such a sick way to learn to live, dear, isn't it... and I'm
sure it tastes delicious to you, doesn't it?" Valerie quizzed her
baby in a cute motherly tone as she walked out of the bathroom
and picked up her purse from the bedroom. She was off to go see
Dan, her date for the night. Her parents knew she was taking
Becca with her (but not HOW!) while he had no idea that her
daughter was coming along... it was her and Hailey's little
secret.

Bridget, the twins' youngest sister at nine years old, came home
from her friend's house at the same time that Whitney and Hailey
were in the kitchen chatting while they waited for Hailey's date
to arrive. The young girl was late - it was nearly sunset - but
their cousin's mom and their parents were busy talking in the
living room and didn't notice the time.

Hailey glanced out the kitchen window to the driveway impatiently
while Whitney's eyes followed Bridget; she watched her
prepubescent sister walking to her bedroom and felt a sinking
weight churn its way down her stomach as she imagined her little
sister's underwear being thrown carelessly into the hamper
tonight - only to be sucked clean by HER. "She so messy - ugh!"
she thought in repulsion as the imagery of the nasty deed crossed
her mind. She was nine years old and had just finished running
around and playing in a park with friends; her undies were going
to taste absolutely terrible - sweaty and musky, probably
slightly sour from drops of pee and normal vaginal lubrication
rubbing off. Whitney grimaced.

Just then, Hailey heard a knocking at the door and quickly ran to
open it. Her boyfriend was stunned to see her looking so uniquely
beautiful in her puffy dress - she leaned forward and wrapped her
arms around him, kissing him gently and giving him a tease of
things to come. Her bushy dress-bottom and many layers of springy
cloth within successfully prevented him from feeling anything
"lumpy" as he embraced her, and he kissed her back.

They made out for a couple of minutes after walking onto porch
and closing the door behind them, the scent of fresh cologne and
perfume still mingling in Hailey's nose as she held Dan's hand
and walked towards his car. It was still warm outside from the
early-fall day as the sun was setting and her multi-layered dress
kept the baby steamy within. As expected, she got a little bit
wet from the make-out session and felt a small suckling begin
in-between her legs while she finished her short walk and waited
for the car door to unlock.

The drive to the club was a long one, being a 30-minute drive out
of town. Hailey had some relaxed conversation, but found herself
getting drowsy easily from Dan's deep voice and the rhythmic
breathing of her child napping against her. Once, for a short
while, Becca woke up and tried milking; Hailey was fairly dry
given the calm, soothing ride and yet little Becca continued to
keep her lips wrapped on her mother's labia, sucking with a slow
but steady pulsation - her vagina was becoming a pacifier.

Sucking on her "pacifier" calmed both of them even further and
Dan had to wake his girlfriend up after finally rolling into the
parking lot of the building. The country music could be heard
from where they parked, and she eagerly stretched and got herself
back to being excited about their night out. Just the two...
er... three of them. The music and shouting became louder and
louder, and the rudely awakened infant began crying into Hailey's
vagina in protest.

It tried to turn its head to cry louder but the head-straps held
it tightly in place - holding her composure, Valerie quickly got
her hand stamped at the door and entered the crowd, letting the
blaring beats and cacophony of laughter and chatter blur out the
muffled crying altogether.

Dan could scarcely make out the cry of an annoyed baby as he
danced with her - it sounded so muted that it seemed to be coming
from across the room. The rocking and swaying of Valerie's crotch
as it moved with the bouncing country rhythm was even more
irritating to the child for the next few minutes. The persistent
rocking, however, eventually calmed Becca down just enough to
where she began noticing and recognizing the scent of aroused
flesh - Hailey had been kissing her boyfriend again as they
twirled around the dance floor, and Becca's returning hunger
quieted her out of necessity as her infant tongue slithered
around the moist hole, smooth pink lips locking around the heated
tunnel. The dancing duet became a dancing threesome!

The baby girl's face was completely smeared with arousal as a
collateral effect of Hailey gyrating her hips and spinning across
the club, the passion of their dirty dancing and kissing heating
her up and keeping her juices flowing. Hailey would have been a
*little* turned on anyway, but the actions of her baby was like
an amplifier - Becca would nurse harder if she started getting
even the least bit horny, which in turn kept Hailey getting
wetter.

Babies in the womb can be coldly analogous to a parasite - taking
to live and giving nothing in return - but newborn Becca was
becoming a perversely perfect kind of symbiote; Baby wanted to
swallow vaginal slime, and Mother delivered it with her arousal
and orgasms. It was such a degrading way to think about her
daughter: almost like a kind of lower life-form, a symbiotic
organism attached to her vagina.

Meanwhile Whitney was still at home, stuck doing chores that
Hailey should have been doing if she hadn't been allowed to go on
such a long date. She was becoming mad about it and decided she
was just going to skip her homework in order to have a decent
amount of free time. 9:30PM rolled around and Bridget was now in
bed while her parents were in the shower. Whitney shuffled to her
parents' bedroom and knelt down, poking her head under the bed
and supporting herself with one hand. The other hand felt around
the underside of the bed, reaching into the hole sliced open by
the family cat, and found the little wooden box.

It was dangerous to have kept it so long, but it wasn't her fault
that Hailey had stolen it and then left her high and dry. Well,
not "dry" at all... Whitney fished the vibrating egg out of her
crotch, pulling it upwards by the wire that was connected to the
remote control in her right pocket. As she glanced at it one last
time before placing it in the box and locking it, she saw that it
was still glistening with her juices. She thought for a moment,
but then deliberately decided not to wipe it clean on her jeans -
she wanted her mom to fuck her dried pussy juice into her hole
the next time she used it. "That's what you get for grounding me
last week..." she said out loud, touching herself briefly with
sadistic pleasure.

The box went back into the bed-frame and rested in place on the
little ledge put there so many years ago. How long her
god-fearing mom had made a secret fucktoy-box she didn't know -
it made her wonder if the propensity to do such immoral things
ran in the family. She quickly lifted herself up and walked out
of the room, laying on her bed and relenting to do some of her
boring homework after all as she waited for her parents to get
out of the shower.

None of her other classes could possibly compare to her new first
hour - an orgy of sex awaited her every day? She couldn't believe
it was true, and she didn't understand how it was even possible,
how Miss Cone wasn't arrested on sight. Hailey had barely managed
to keep her cover this afternoon (literally) while Miss Cone was
somehow able to make them practically bend over backwards for an
orgasm, all-the-while acting like being caught was out of her
league. Something was amiss, Whitney thought as she tapped her
pencil absentmindedly on a history book.

"Night Whitney!" Her dad shouted, walking past her doorway
towards their bedroom. "Night Whitney... sleep well and dream
good!" her mom chimed at her while following her husband. It had
been a crazy day but it had ended comfortably, Whitney thought,
going over the events of first hour and of their near-discovery
once again. After a short pause of caution, Whitney took another
first step back into the crazy day by getting up off her bed and
walking into the bathroom to take her shower. With her stomach
already tightening with a now-familiar blend of disgust and
excitement, she locked the door.

The water to the shower was on, but just the cold water, and just
enough to make the splattering and splashing sounds of someone
using it. Whitney was kneeling on the floor at this point; she
was in front of the line of hampers that was placed against one
of the bathroom walls. She started with the one most full of
clothing - Bridget's. The lid came up, and Whitney saw today's
clothes at the top, still just *barely* warmed from the heat of
Bridget's body. Picking up the petite pair of shorts nestled
against a cotton shirt, Whitney reached inside and pulled out the
piece of clothing that she needed to... she blushed again under
the thought... clean.

Whitney turned the underwear inside-out and brought it closer to
her face, to where she could begin smelling the concoction her
9-year-old sister had leaked into creation throughout the day.
Whitney couldn't help but think of the terrible fact that her
little sister had thrown this into the hamper as a piece of waste
- something akin to garbage - so that it could be sanitized back
into being useable again. And here, her older sister, was instead
putting that acrid mess into her MOUTH.

Whitney lurched for just a split-second under the instinct to
vomit as she breathed in deeper and forced her lungs to fill with
the scent of her sister's dirty panties. And then, compelled by a
twisted surge of self-humiliation coated in lust, she moved her
lips to the thin cloth and gently kissed the smelly crotch like
she would a lover.

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Three hours and plenty of drinks later, Dan was completely
smashed. Hailey on the other hand had a kid to care for and made
sure to stay under the limit, nothing that would impair her
driving or her safety. She was a responsible, caring mother,
after all. The smoke in the air was like a fog, but Hailey had
never once felt Becca coughing or she would have left the club -
presumably the layers of cloth in her dress combined with the air
passing through her vagina actually served as a passive filter,
keeping the irritating smoke out and keeping the scent of
dripping wet pussy in.

Such a thoughtful parent! Hailey, being 16, had just gotten her
permit fairly recently and so jumped at the opportunity to drive
Dan around in his car. The fact that she was allowed to go out on
a date so late - until 11 - was another exciting facet of the
afternoon. Only a few days earlier she would have arrived home
early, eager to please her parents and keep herself away from the
temptations of the flesh. And yet now, given the tiny bit of
slack her parents entrusted her with... she planned to defile
herself.

Sneaking in through the garage door and then into the house with
her boyfriend was relatively easy, if not for his worried and
simultaneously drunken expression. He was even more religious
than she was, the intoxicating alcohol in his brain not being the
only thing dampening his resolve - dancing for so long with the
highly aromatic JC-10 coming off of the baby harness that Hailey
was wearing was like an invisible perfume that only added to the
potency in eradicating his inhibitions and moral obligations.

Hailey clapped a hand over Dan's mouth to shut him up as she
guided him, by his dick, into the kitchen. He was far too drunk
to resist, let alone argue, and couldn't do anything except fall
backwards as Hailey gently pushed him backwards onto the dining
table. It was a moderately sized oak table and was more than
capable of holding his weight... and hers.

Hailey lifted up her dress like a curtsy so that she could
stair-step up to the table by using one of the chairs as a stool.
Hailey stood over her drunken boyfriend almost menacingly with
her eyes glaring down filled with the same hunger a rapist has
for its victim. She could still hear the TV on in her parent's
bedroom and knew they were still awake only a few feet away. But
she was in a frenzy - she wanted to take his poor little sexual
inhibitions, and burn them down.

He was still lucid enough to pay attention, and it looked like
Hailey was moving her panties to the side as she knelt on the
table and began lowering her bottom towards his crotch,
simultaneously unzipping his fly and pulling his rigid cock out.
He hated the fact that he couldn't stop himself from being hard,
but he would have truly hated it if he knew that in actuality she
was moving Becca's head out of the way despite her insistent and
almost pouty sucking. And that her mouth would return shortly...

Dan's slid against her naked slit easily; Hailey had thought
there might be a bit of friction to rub his cock past, but she
was so wet that it was like sliding across hot vaseline. He
moaned and she quickly clasped her hand back over his mouth
again, silencing all but his staggered breath as she began to
tease up and down on his dick, turning into a rabid bitch in
heat.

"Why do I hear a - a...?" Dan managed to groan out as she let her
hand slip away and his cock continued sliding back and forth just
outside her body. Hailey knew without a doubt that he was
referring to the little bundle of love that was making baby
noises as she kept trying to nestle her mouth on vagina and kept
finding a cock in the way. If this innocent boy knew what he was
in for tonight he'd want to slit his own wrists in shame; Hailey
grinned and rubbed inwards even harder.

For several passionate minutes they dry-humped. Hailey continued
orchestrating the foreplay between herself, Dan, and her
daughter; Becca kept tossing her head about like a slow-moving
fish out of water, trying to reposition herself into the standard
cunt-sucking posture like a good girl, and after a few minutes of
the baby's head-bumps against her and Dan's private parts, Hailey
decided to end Becca's confusion and she stopped slowly, pulling
away from Dan.

Her wet pussy was *just* out of reach of the tip of his throbbing
cock and he was delirious with the thrill of excitement as much
as she was. He might have some serious regrets later but, in his
horny drunken state, now was not the time. They were both hungry
for her in different ways... and they were both going to get
something completely different.

Hailey smiled slyly and bit her lower lip, staring right into
Dan's eyes as she fished her arm under her puffy dress, sliding a
hand towards and then around his dick, holding it with seductive
softness. A sexy gyration of her waist and a subtle lowering
happened next as Dan felt the tip of his dick entering his
girlfriend for the first time. Except that instead of her "virgin
pussy", Hailey had deliberately re-routed his penis into Becca's
baby mouth.

Hailey lowered herself and Dan fucked into Hailey's "cunt",
moaning her name. "Oh - fuck - you feel good... you're so wet...
tight..." he moaned again in pure pleasure as he humped forward
into the cunt again, ramming the surprised baby's mouth. He was
actually face-fucking an infant girl with his pussy-juice coated
cock! Hailey groaned in heated response to Dan's motions, but not
for the reasons he expected...

After only a few seconds of this despicable treatment, Becca was
making more and more noise - a baby didn't like being
mouth-fucked like a cunt after all - and Hailey knew she needed
to act quickly in order to avoid being caught by either him or
her parents. Pulling him off of the table and taking him with his
pants wrapped around his ankles she led him by the dick once
again, this time to the bathroom.

The door was locked; "Whitney must be taking her shower! Shit!"
Hailey thought in annoyance at the kink in her plans. Whitney
soon heard a soft but insistent rapping at the door, a sound like
a woodpecker or a broken metronome filled with all the patience a
starving succubus could muster.

After several seconds of the drumming onslaught, the door opened
a crack and Whitney poked her head out, eyes wide with
frustration. "Your hair is still dry, must be a long shower?"
Hailey noticed immediately, smirking. "Oh, fuck, it's so nasty
doing this-" Whitney admitted promptly, long since past the point
of hiding anything from her twin sister, "-ugh, ack... tasting
Bridget is the grossest thing I've done in my life! Oh my god,
just fuck, she's so dirty!" she continued on; Hailey was actually
able to detect the smell of Bridget's crotch-juice in Whitney's
breath as she spoke and it made her smile instead of being
sympathetic.

"Earlier today *I* was the shocked one and *you* were the
unleashed one..." "I know, it's just, god..." "But you've been
sucking every single pair of her underwear clean in there?"
"Yes." Dan was still next to Hailey, gripped by the dick and in a
drunken haze when without warning she reached underneath
Whitney's waistband, slipped a hand past her panties and dove a
middle finger right into her crotch, immediately pulling the
finger out and lifting it to her nose. "Are you almost done with
her? It smells like you are."
"Oh fuck, don't say that..." Whitney retorted with shame.

"Smell it." Hailey demanded, shoving the middle finger below
Whitney's nose. "SMELL it." She commanded again as Whitney tried
to push the hand away. "You got wet tasting Bridget on your
tongue, didn't you?"
"Shut up!" Whitney's face was red as she turned her head away
from Hailey in heated embarrassment; her face was plastered with
confusion - she'd given into being attracted to her twin sister,
but now she was actually getting *moist* at being allowed to
swallow the discarded juices of a child... of her own snobby
little sister!

The damning realization that she found children, *including*
familial ones, to be sexually attractive caused her debased brain
to unreel like a camera suddenly pointed at the sun and blown out
of focus. Everything was still blurry to her when the back of
Hailey's head landed in her lap like a sack of bricks.

"What the fuck?" Whitney asked suddenly, trying to gather her
composure again. "Dan... you're going to fuck me right here, on
the bathroom floor," she said to her boyfriend, looking up at
Whitney before continuing "-and you're my pillow... that way I
can watch you sucking each of my panties clean." Hailey
explained, motioning for the stupidly-drunken Dan and seeing him
uneasily kneeling down in front of her, blinking twice at
realizing the sick threesome that was being asked of him.

The gravity of the situation was catching up to him, or maybe the
alcohol was wearing off. The frowny-face on Whitney's mouth
opposed Hailey's plan as well, and in one snapping sentence she
quickly retorted "You will suck them clean right here, RIGHT now,
and you will masturbate." At the same time, Hailey pulled Dan
down onto her by his wrists, causing him to nearly fall right
over and lose his balance. "But your SIS-" a kiss shattered his
thoughts as Hailey forced his weight to press down on her supple
body. Realizing her stern voice and reprimanding behavior, Hailey
finished her kiss and tilted her head up at her sister,
whispering, "I've always been the teacher's pet... and I'm going
to prove it again right now."

The fact that her fellow sister was treating her like a sex-doll
should have done nothing but infuriate her... Hailey had always
tried to take the role of the "oldest" sister despite being
identical twins. And yet, the JC-10 was causing every aspect of
her consciousness to start from within the point of view that a
prostitute in heat has... in this new perspective, she found
herself blushing under the arousal of her sister dominating her.

She opened Hailey's hamper and shuddered in disgust, but her
other hand was weaving its way into her pants; her fingers slid
into her vagina easily - she was sopping wet. Hailey never
stopped staring at Whitney as she brought the first pair of her
underwear into her mouth. "Can you taste it, Whitney? I was such
a good girl yesterday, and it was Sunday... I was in church for a
while. You're tasting only the most *saintly* of crotch stew...
mmmm mmm good!" she taunted her sister, watching Whitney grimace
as she forced herself to accept the pungent mixture by swallowing
it.

Suddenly scowling, Hailey yanked the cloth out of Whitney's
mouth, commenting angrily "Wait! I bet you didn't even say your
thanks when you came in here, did you?! Our panties are like
bite-sized parts of a meal... the best you've had in your life,
I'm sure. You sick bitch." Whitney was dumbfounded. "You... you -
called me a - and you actually want me to - ???" "If you want to
feast on dried crotch juice, you have to give proper thanks. If
you don't, then I won't let you do it." Whitney just groaned
almost inaudibly, her stomach turning like a washing machine from
the level of depravity her sister had reached.

Whitney opened her mouth, pausing, and then: "Dear lord, thank
you for this... food..." Whitney had hesitated, thinking about
how humiliating and WRONG it was to call this food. "Blessed are
those that..." she gasped, touching herself as she continued,
"...prepared it." "Bless it to my... use... and me to your
service" she couldn't shake how twisted this prayer was... "And
make me ever mindful of the..." Whitney paused again, "...the
*needs* of others." she was flicking her clit by this point.
"Through Christ our Lord I pray. Amen."

Whitney then moved the dirty crotch of Hailey's church-going
panties back into her mouth, sucking on them with a renewed
hunger, as if the prayer had actually make her thankful of the
disgusting 'meal'. "Good girl. Our parents taught us proper
manners and respect didn't they?" Hailey commented slyly,
continuing to watch Whitney suck and swallow as she resumed what
she was doing.

Dan had watched their show with growing alertness, his drunken
stupor fading more and more. He should have left immediately,
this kind of sick family thing was bad enough and here he was
losing his virginity, but... the JC-10 hypnotized him into being
too horny to pull off. "I'll... I won't let this... Jesus help...
me..." he thought, trying to muster his moral willpower - only
for Hailey to help him in finding a comfortable position on the
tile floor, a hand curling itself around his dick and demolishing
his weak resolve completely.

"I'm raping him" Hailey thought, "but he's going to return the
favor..." she smirked, neither he nor Whitney knew what Hailey
did as she used her other hand to release the straps on the
harness, rolling the baby around; Becca was now laying flat on
her back on top of her mother's lower torso - but her head was
resting backwards over her mother's vagina like a person laying
their head off the end of a bed. "This is a hot lesbian
lineup..." Hailey thought as she finished the positioning,
holding Becca's chin and gently turning her head to face straight
forward.

Taking a hold of Dan's shoulders and kissing him passionately to
stop him from trying to undress her, Hailey opened her legs wider
and helped him line his hard dick up with her "cunt" - also known
as the baby's mouth! "You might be reluctant, you might be holy,
but you're still horny as fuck... good..." she said out loud,
curling her tongue and licking her upper lip in a wicked grin
from the anticipation.

Hailey used her right hand around his cock as a sheathe again,
ensuring that as Dan began thrusting into her baby, his dick went
no further than just inside her mouth; Becca needed to breathe,
after all. "Oh, yes... wow... you feel perfect... Hailey..." Dan
groaned, complimenting Hailey's 'vagina'. She laughed to herself
inaudibly, "I know I do. Fuck me... show me that you want all the
way inside!" Hailey responded in earnest, the hairs on her arms
standing up from the thrill that she was going to debase her
daughter in the most degrading way conceivable. Little baby
Becca, not even a year old, was going to be used as a cunt - as
literally nothing more than a surrogate vagina, her toothless
mouth a perfectly moist hole for a fully-grown 18-year-old to
fuck.

Hailey wondered how it must feel for a man to forcefully thrust
into a baby's mouth; the tip of his prick pushing its way past
the weightless yet warm lips and feeling the warm saliva from an
infant's high-temperature body. It must feel rapturous to feel
those soft toothless gums from the tiny mouth helplessly
squeezing around your cock as it slides its way into the tiny
oral cavity, the end of your throbbing dick pushing insistently
further and further with each fuck, threatening to wildly plunge
into the newborn...

Hailey snapped out of her sex-haze as she realized that the hand
encircling Dan's dick had been relaxing slightly with each thrust
and that Dan's dick-head had long since bullied its way in
deeper... Becca was beginning to buck and cry with the feeling of
the hot appendage forcing her jaws open as wide as they could
physically stretch just to house his cock. Dan could feel the
inadvertent massage of the little girl's gums squeezing him in
utterly failed attempts to close, and every time his dick pulled
back almost out of the little mouth he gave it room to pout
briefly.

It sounded somewhat like the warbling war-cry of a very small
indian, and it would have been comical if it wasn't so alarming.
"What... is that your baby? Where is she? Do we need to stop and
take care of her?" Dan began babbling, trying to be supportive of
the potential situation. "Shut the fuck up... don't stop... you
wanna help her? Then use it... fuck it... own it with your
dick..." Hailey urged Dan on, her cryptic innuendo going
completely over his intoxicated head. The crying bursts were
getting louder but at the same time Dan was getting more urgent
in his thrusts - so like a horse let off its reigns, Hailey chose
the latter of two ways to silence Becca... and let go of his dick
completely.

"Now fuck me like you mean it..." Hailey whispered to Dan, almost
inaudibly, and the next few minutes passed in slow motion to her;
her crotch rocked back from Dan's dick thrusting forward into the
child's mouth, his penis easily and immediately reaching the back
of her open mouth and pushing against the little bump of a uvula
as it met light resistance on the entrance to her immature
throat. This pressure on the uvula and throat caused the baby to
truly gag in a vomiting reflex...

Dan felt this to be a pleasurable twinge of Hailey's vagina, a
delicious-feeling orgasm inviting him further - like a cobra
about to strike, his whole dick slanted itself upwards slightly
as it reoriented and straightened out with the angled fuck-tunnel
of throat that presented itself. He stared into Hailey's eyes
with his fists clenched full of lust as he pushed HARD into the
firmly constricted opening - and felt his dripping dick finally
entering "Hailey's" body *all* the way to the hilt.

In reality what just happened is that his penis, enormous in
relation to the baby girl, had just FORCED itself past the baby's
inadequately-sized throat-opening, and then slid its way down the
full length of the baby's ENTIRE throat. A baby's proportions
weren't designed for a man - they weren't even petite or
child-like... they were tiny, miniature. Becca's pathetically
undersized throat actually bulged *visibly* to a large degree as
the engorged penis mercilessly pushed inwards, stretching her
throat open to accommodate him like a garden snake swallowing a
chicken egg.

Down the throat he went... and then a tight constricting barrier
was met as his sex organ pushed against the baby's vocal cords.
His brutish thrust was so feverish and lustful that he simply
crammed his way past the muscular blockade, his dick sending him
signals of pleasure as it felt the ring of spasming muscle clench
his dick continuously. Every attempt of her body to resist only
*encouraged* the penis to continue, and every attempted cry of
disapproval was just another tight muscle-spasm around the man
raping her as Becca's stomach flinched in several uncoordinated
reflexes.

His penis now went from her lips, through her mouth, into her
throat, and down the entire length of it... his penis continued
on the path provided by her esophagus and into her upper-chest,
where it quickly ended and her stomach began. Dan's penis was
titanic compared to poor newborn Becca - his cock reached halfway
into her diminutive stomach like a lance before he finally
bottomed out with his balls smashing into her face.

His dick hovered in the middle of her belly for a brief moment,
an impossible intruder of unthinkable atrocity - and then Dan
pulled out, completely, his manhood leaving the baby girl's
mouth, giving the infant only a split-second to gasp before the
thick rod slid its way through her mouth again and PLUNGED down
each and every inch of her tight, slippery throat. His penis
again reached into the baby's stomach which was by this time
attempting to heave again - the squeezing, clenched stomach
cavity attempted to deny his massive sex member any entrance, but
this slimy and wrinkly wall of fuck-flesh was an easy conquest
for the man-tool. He pushed into her clenched stomach opening
like someone would push their finger into the opening of a
deflated balloon, causing it to literally be stretched open and
forward into an unwilling skin-tight contour against his
throbbing dick.

Precum isn't cum at all - it's specifically designed to
neutralize the natural acidity of vaginal lubricant so that sperm
doesn't die on its trek to the egg. Stomach acid is far more
potent, but a baby's tiny stomach is also miniscule - the precum
dripping from his dick was enough to significantly lower the
acidity of Becca's stomach lining. He felt only a slight sting as
he bottomed out in her this time, the weakened acid feeling like
a hot rubbing oil.

Once again, the effect only caused Dan to feel even greater
pleasure. It seemed impossible, but Hailey watched with her own
eyes as she saw a baby girl's entire oral tract servicing a
full-grown man towards orgasm with whore-like efficiency - and it
wasn't requiring any pain tolerance on his part - every inch of
the tiny baby from her squeezing gums to her writhing tongue, to
her impossibly tight throat, to her undulating throat muscles, to
her spasming vocal cord ring, even her repeatedly heaving
stomach... felt even BETTER than a vagina.

Perhaps, she thought, babies were meant to be throat-fucked at
birth. Instead of spanking a baby to get it crying after
delivery, the father should gently lower the baby to his groin
and promptly fuck the bitch's throat. Its very first breath of
life should be one taken in-between thrusts of an erect dick.

As Dan continued to fuck Becca's body, the continual expulsions
of her belly resulted in it finally pushing out the fluid that
was contained within... the vaginal secretions that she'd
swallowed earlier. Like a real cunt wetting itself with pussy
juice, Becca gushed half-digested vaginal lubricant up the length
of her esophagus, which only further slickened herself up like a
sex toy.

Cunt juice leaked out of the corners of Becca's cock-filled
mouth, mixing with precum and spit and then drooling down the
front of her face, soaking her skin and hair in a sticky mixture
of bodily fluids. "Say my name when you cum..." Hailey sputtered
out, her heart racing in the panicked pleasure of the unthinkable
happenings and realizations. Dan, hearing this approval to empty
his load inside her, began bucking even *faster* into her cunt
like an unleashed animal.

"God, you're so tight! FUCK! Squeeze me harder!" He said out
loud, trying to hush his voice but still managing to nearly break
into an outcry. Hailey rested her hand on her daughter's throat
and felt the baby's throat swelling FAR past its limit as he
forced his penis inside, then shrinking momentarily with his
withdrawal only to swell brutally again under the next stuffing.
His thrusts were becoming stronger and longer, he was climbing to
the absolute peak of his climax!

The final thrusts caused louder and louder wet gurgling noises as
juices messily fucked their way back and forth from Becca's mouth
to halfway inside her body and back again, all within
split-seconds. At the same time Dan's testicles slapped obscenely
across Becca's face, degrading her ever further and resulting in
the combined sound of extremely wet and sloppy sex. The sticky
sounds of Becca's cunt-juice coated cavity wouldn't have been out
of place in a brothel - Dan was pumping in and out of Becca so
hard that Hailey's lower body was swaying back and forth as if
*she* was the one being fucked.

He pulled out again, and pushed in again, too far-gone with
mind-blowing pleasure to reconsider the cause for the
increasingly wild and desperate spasming around his dick or the
sputtering sound of a gasp while he was momentarily out. IN...
and out... and INNN... and out... and INNNNNN... and out... and
INNNNNNNNNNNN - Dan's penis stayed impaled inside the baby girl
and his eyes blurred under the strain of his body-clenching
orgasm. "H-Hailey... you'rre... cumming so hard..." he muttered,
unwittingly referring to the urgently convulsing and twinging
baby-flesh between his legs.

"...Hailey!" he grunted while Hailey stared directly into his
eyes as he finished throat-fucking her baby daughter. Poor Becca
was held in place by the huge dick, was unable to breathe from
the merciless raping - and then the tiny girl was rewarded for
this use by a surge of muscular contraction from the tentacle
violating half its body - Becca felt a spurt of hot liquid fire
itself straight into her digestive tract.

In an identical fashion to the brutal fucking that had led up to
it, Becca now had to endure the literally breathless humiliation
of taking Dan's entire ejaculation DIRECTLY into her palpitating
stomach: SPPURRTT... and surge... and SPPURRT... and surge... and
SPPURT... and surge... and SPURT.... .... and surge and
SPPURRRTTT! and SPURRT! and SPURT!!! Dan's orgasm seemed like it
would never end - this was his first orgasm inside a girl! He
never masturbated, but now he was here, losing his virginity to a
baby girl and injecting the largest load of his life right into
her belly!

Becca's tiny stomach-volume was made even smaller by the fact
that it had been trying to heave so hard and so continuously.
With with Dan's penis firmly entrenched halfway in it and
unmoving, it began to finally rest uneasily at half it's normal
capacity - slowly filling up with each discharge of the orgasming
man. After what must have felt like an eternity to the violated
baby, Dan panted and slowly withdrew his glistening, slowly
shrinking member from Hailey's "cunt", leaving Becca's stomach no
less than three-quarters full of male ejaculatory fluid.

By the time the baby's throat was unclogged and free the gagging
reflex had completely subsided in lieu of need for air, so she
kept the forced serving of sperm down like a good girl while she
breathed desperately. "That felt amazing..." Hailey moaned,
thinking about the thrusts she'd felt pounding into her little
girl's stomach. "Oh... Jesus... you felt so hot and inviting...
you were orgasming even when I was pulling out just now!" he
whispered in amazement to her, and then kissed her gently on the
cheek.

Hailey smiled back at him like an angel and then used both her
hands to grip each side of her dress in a pinch, and pull it
upwards. Like a curtain being pulled back to reveal the trick
behind a magic act, Dan's face quickly changed from one of
post-sex adoration to one of confusion and then shock, finally
landing on one of horrified awe. He saw a baby girl between
Hailey's legs; it had sweat on its forehead from the heat of
their sexually active bodies pressed against her, it had a trail
of fluids leaking out of its mouth smearing across its face, and
it was still too busy steadying its breath to cry.

The final realization and what it meant knocked Dan straight
backwards into the door, making him sound childish as he hit the
barrier and simultaneously tried to yelp "devil!". He began
stumbling to put his clothes on as fast as humanly possible,
ready to run out of the house naked if the linen didn't
cooperate.

"Devil?" Hailey grinned wickedly, seeming to confirm the
accusation. She chuckled, indulging in the sense of electrifying
power as she watched Dan's pitiful sense of blind morality
imploding on itself. She didn't know it, but the JC-10 he'd
inhaled during sex served like oxygen, fanning a darkening flame
as Hailey began to recount the coupling. Hailey sang in mockery
of the childhood rhyme, "You and Becca sitting on me,
F-U-C-K-I-N-G." Dan's face contorted as if he'd been kicked
repeatedly as she began the song, and she continued steadily,
each accusation like a hammer nailing a sinful piece of lust onto
his skin.

"Did you like fucking my daughter?" "She's sort of into older
men, you know. She's only... zero years old..." "You *owned* her
with your penis, just like I told you to... just like a man
should..." "Think about it. Remember how it felt. If you reach
down now you can still wipe your pre-cum off of her lips." "Do
you think newborns are old enough to fuck??? Do you think... god
would approve of your 'holy' union?"

With her initial heavy breaths out of the way and her lungs once
again full of air, Becca prepared to voice her absolute opinion
on the matter. She had to cough first - an ooze of bodily fluids
quickly spattered from the baby's mouth. Hailey bent down almost
instinctively and clapped her mouth over the baby's, sucking at
the filth coming out. Hailey tasted her own pussy juice mixed
with the array of precum and spit and stomach goo as she snaked
her tongue around in her daughter's infant mouth; their lips
slowly separated and Hailey swallowed eagerly.

As Becca began to cry Hailey picked her up and cuddled her,
rocking her gently and snuggling her against her mother's chest
in a soothing embrace. Becca continued crying as Hailey
continued. "You know why she's crying?" "It's because you didn't
even fuck her as a person... you fucked 'me' and used her as
nothing but a tight wet cunt..." "You raped her throat the same
way you'd fuck a grown woman... I tasted your passion inside of
her... "I could taste how much you loved it." Dan's face was a
stark white billboard painted with all the blackness of sin.

"Let... it... in... touch her... touch my little Becca...
SEXUALLY." Hailey whispered, her mouth directly next to his ear.
Dark compulsions were beginning to impinge on the space that
purity once occupied - a maelstrom of right and wrong, of "I'm
good and you're bad" was tearing itself apart - releasing him
from that bottled-up prison cell of morality altogether. The
JC-10 was like a conduit inside of Dan, allowing the electrical
blasts of her unthinkable commandments to brew within like a
storm - the turmoil boiling inside him was almost palpable.

Sweat was dripping off of Dan's forehead despite the sex having
long since passed, and with a shaking hand he reached out and
tried to close his eyes but found them widening as his fingers
brushed Becca's arm... and then gripped it. The touch wasn't even
remotely sexual in the technical sense, but the intent in the
action was like a cataclysmic event to both of them. "Now you're
born again." she said, like a fallen angel welcoming its latest
member.

Dan used to be even more religious than Hailey had been; them
having sex on the table would have been a powerful feat on its
own accord thanks to the assistance of the JC-10. And yet no
amount of JC-10 could have so perfectly shattered the entire
universe of this young boy like Hailey just had. "So this is what
Miss Cone must feel like..." she said, basking in the feeling of
having completely broken her caring, sensitive, oh-so-charming
boyfriend... into being like her. She had tasted the sweet blood
of absolute seduction, and now she wanted more.

He left quietly, without saying another word. Hailey seriously
doubted he was staying so quiet out of fear for being caught by
her parents; that was nothing but a passive concern of his past
life by this point. No... he was still trying to comprehend the
neurological changes that she'd helped burn into his brain.
Hailey heard him cross the living room and walk outside; as got
into his car and the noise of his engine was faintly audible,
Hailey looked over at her sister. She was nearly done sucking the
underwear clean... all of them.

"Did you enjoy the show, little sis?" Hailey mocked her. Whitney
spoke through the underwear in her mouth with annoyance, "I'm
*not* your little sis! We're a few seconds apart!" Hailey smiled,
"Yes... but you like it when I dominate you, don't you..." she
trailed off. Whitney looked at her sister without any answer, but
her silence served as one. There wasn't any warning - Hailey
grabbed Whitney by a fist in the back of her hair, and pushed her
head down towards her crotch, lifting her dress up again and
exposing her naked womanhood.

"DON'T let go of those panties from your mouth, stupid bitch. I
want you to smell. SMELL!" Hailey commanded her sister, like a
testosterone-injected lesbian dyke. "Do I smell wet enough for my
daughter?" she asked simply. A couple seconds passed before
Whitney took another deep whiff of the aroused mistress, and then
nodded her head yes. "Good. Then get her ready. You don't get to
have it - you just get to have filthy family leftovers." she
ordered, letting go of Whitney's hair and watching as she slowly
raised herself and took Becca from Whitney's arms.

Becca was still crying from her manly misuse while Whitney
positioned her underneath the squatting crotch of her mother. As
expected, the darkness of being back under the dress combined
with the scent of cunt slowly calmed her down. "Suck on it little
bitch, mommy needs to get off too now." she coaxed her daughter
gently, her tone veiling the profanity of the words. Whitney
removed a pair of lacy red lingerie from her mouth, attempting to
lighten the mood by adding, "You know, I can actually tell when
mom's been busy with dad... even if she isn't wearing something
obvious like *this*" she said, waving the sexy undergarment
around.

"I can taste a little bit of her dried out pussy juice... she
must ooze really thick when she's horny because it's not even
hard to taste it..." she continued, Hailey grinning back at her
sister. "...not like you." Whitney finished. "What?" Hailey
asked, surprised at the accusation. "Just a tiny bit, a tiny bit
of pussy juice, but I can taste where you got horny... you made
out with him sometime last week didn't you? While wearing...
*these*." she said, picking out a pair of undies from Hailey's
hamper.

Hailey actually blushed, embarrassed despite everything she'd
done that day. "Awww, I got my big sis' all red..." Whitney said,
taking revenge by taunting Hailey. "It's just... hah, I was so
*good* back then. It's - it's just embarrassing for you to know I
still got a little bit wet when I was supposed to be good!" she
giggled again, amused by how ridiculous it sounded out loud. "Aw,
well you poor slutty thing... I think you need a hug..." Whitney
feigned concern, bending towards her sister and holding the pair
of underwear in her teeth while embracing her arms around her.

As their lips pressed together holding the cloth in place,
Whitney relaxed her teeth and the two twins began to kiss each
other sensuously through the dirty garment. "It's too bad there
aren't more... I think I'd like to taste myself back when I was
innocent..." Hailey whispered after the kiss ended and she'd
gently cupped the panties in one hand. "Keep it as a trophy... of
me..." And even though it was meant to degrade Whitney, Hailey
found herself blushing at the same time when Whitney took the
underwear and pushed it into her right pant-pocket, hanging out
halfway like an eager schoolboy after a date.

"...let's seduce mom and dad."

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Hailey stared at her sister blankly for a few seconds, lust
pooling in her eyes almost visibly. "How?" she asked. "Your baby
wasn't in the harness... I picked it up again when I was getting
Becca ready, and it was just like the first time I held it today;
there's something about it. It - I can't think about *anything*
except fucking, it's like a kick of adrenaline." "So... you're
saying Miss Cone did, put something on it?" "I was thinking about
it earlier today. It doesn't make sense any other way." "I've
been wearing it against my skin all day..." "No wonder you've
become even more sick than me......" Whitney said, a smile
curving like a scythe across her face.

After a few minutes of quiet deliberation and touching of the
baby harness for proof, Hailey bit her lower lip, whispering "I
call dibs on dad." "That's fine, I get to rape mom..." "Succubi
to our own parents... god it's sick." Hailey commented, reaching
out her hands and beginning to undress her sister. "No! We do
this in there... we make them watch it." Whitney interrupted
Hailey, revealing more of her plan. "I love you, sis..." was all
Hailey responded with, cupping a hand under Whitney's cunt and
leading her towards their parents' car.

Driving out that late at night was past curfew, and going into an
adult store below 18 wasn't legal either. Neither stopped the two
girls as they arrived at the toy-store and found the boy at the
register to be very... agreeable to their giggly cum-slut flirts.
They begged that it was okay because they weren't buying anything
that was an actual sex-toy - they were only buying  EIGHT pairs
of handcuffs. The cashier was obviously not fooled by this 
obvious and incredible sexual purchase, but fifteen minutes and a
practical lap-dance later he grudgingly allowed the nefarious
buy, asking if they ever attended any of the BDSM shows in town.

"Oh, you know... we're just starting tonight actually." Whitney
said, telling the truth with a twinkle in her eye. "God, those
are a couple of lucky bastards!" the cashier said with a jealous
laugh, watching their asses swaying as they walked out of the
store giggling and bubbling with eagerness. After a quick drive
back home using all the proper turn signals and following the
speed-limits for caution against cops, their shopping mission was
complete. "We better do this right. We only get one chance, or
they'll be able to escape."

The door was unlocked to their parents' bedroom. It usually was,
but every now and then they locked it when they were feeling too
frisky. This was, ironically, *going* to be one of those nights
whether they wanted it or not. And they most assuredly did *not*.
The excited teens tip-toed into the room and walked carefully,
although the ambient noise of the television drowned out any
sounds they were making regardless. The cat was sleeping at the
foot of the bed between their legs.

Whitney scooped up the sleepy feline and moved it to the floor,
letting it slowly shuffle out of the room with annoyance at the
intrusion. 'It's not the only one about to be intruded on...' she
thought with wet anticipation. As Hailey walked to stand beside
her father, Whitney was soon in place beside her mother. They
were both still sleeping soundly, and the girls each had four
handcuffs in their hands, squeezing them tightly so as to avoid
any metallic clinking sounds. With a slight nod between them,
they rushed to commit the unthinkable.

Gently holding her mom's wrist, Whitney latched a handcuff around
it. The other end was left unattached to anything. Quickly
Whitney reached for her other wrist, doing the same, then racing
to the foot of the bed and locking cuffs around her mom's ankles.
The handcuffs just barely fit - ankles were slightly larger than
wrists. Both of the girls were breathing erratically by this
point - they would be hard-pressed to explain their actions if
either of the two adults woke up and found themselves covered in
handcuffs.

This, however, didn't happen, despite them tossing and flinching
a couple of times. Whitney took each unattached end and began to
latch it to the metal frame of either the headboard or footboard.
Doing this necessitated the movement of arms and legs, causing
the groggy parents to begin shuffling and waking up confusedly.

But it was too late for them. By the time Chelsea and Jason had
fully awakened and were aware of their strange positioning,
Hailey was clamping the final ankle-cuff around the footboard.
"What.... what? What the hell?" Jason's voice progressed in
slowly-increasing levels of perplexity and astonishment as he
realized his limbs were actually bound against the ends of the
bed. Each of them began to struggle more earnestly, their brains
putting together more and more wild ideas for what had happened
to them.

Their two twin daughters climbed up the foot of the bed and stood
towering over them, immediately turning towards each other with
flushed faces and quivering limbs. They were nervous, they were
shot full of adrenaline... and they were beginning possibly the
worst crime a child could commit upon its parents... and doing it
eagerly.

Hailey bent down and pulled the comforter and then the sheet off
the bed with a whip-like motion, revealing the fully bound bodies
of her parents. She was already staring at them like a wolf looks
at a piece of tender meat... as something to consume with
impulsive hunger. She wondered why she hadn't always lusted after
her parents, why she hadn't always wanted to handle them with a
wet cunt. Like tossing a match into a pool of gasoline, Whitney
tossed the baby harness between them and then wrapped a couple of
straps around their forearms, starting the inevitable and
morally-incinerating chemical reaction...

Whitney began by unclasping various parts of Hailey's dress,
sliding them out and off as Hailey returned the favor in
unbuttoning Whitney's jeans, then unzipping her fly. For a full
minute both parents just watched in stunned bewilderment, their
bodies still reeling from the donkey-kick feeling that coming in
direct contact with undiluted JC-10 first causes. They kept
seeing more and more clothing being discarded; Whitney's shirt
was off now, and her bra was being unclasped - the only thing
left on her body was the little golden cross that everyone in the
family wore.

Hailey's dress came with a white garter-belt, and she left it on
despite the rest of her body being naked. The effect made her
look like a cheap slut. "Am I your little angel, daddy?" she
asked using a deliberately over-the-top little girl voice.
Jason's eyes were beginning to widen, although Hailey had no way
of knowing whether it was from the mysterious chemical in the
harness or from her horrific actions. Hopefully it was both.
Hailey walked backwards a step, taking her off the bed and
standing at the end. She bent down with her elbows touching the
mattress, her dad watching her with growing alarm as her lips
moved towards his dick... she fingered open the crotch to his
pajama bottom, leaving nothing to her imagination and causing him
to instantaneously yell "OH GOD! NO! NO!!!!!"

Hailey swatted her father's warning aside like an annoying fly
and licked up and down the shaft of his cock in one smooth
incestuous motion. His penis was still soft, but her warm nimble
fingers and her hot mouth breathed steamy lust onto it with each
exhalation. Even a trained monk wouldn't last long given the
insatiable onslaught of her sluttish incantation combined with
devilish aphrodisiac. Jason struggled as hard as he could now,
straining the handcuffs and causing the entire headboard and
floorboard to creak threateningly.

Hailey became concerned that her dad would quickly free himself
in his wild struggles and worked even harder at her job, milking
and sucking at his penis like it was the last one on Earth. At
this point she would have made even a die-hard porn star proud,
especially one that didn't mind the incestuous female rape she
was going through with; Jason was soon panting, far more from the
effort to suppress his sexuality than the short time he'd spent
straining the metal in his cuff chains.

Meanwhile Chelsea continued to scream louder and louder at
Hailey; at first it was in the form of questioning, and then
begging, and now it was angry and full of profanity. Chelsea
couldn't and wouldn't believe the insane actions of her daughter
were voluntary, but there she was - and her husband was beginning
to visibly harden into his daughter's mouth! Chelsea screamed
with redoubled effort at seeing this, "What the FUCK are you
doing, you sick bastard!!! You fuck! You stupid FUCK! I'll never
see you the same way, BOTH of you! God oh my god oh my god Hailey
WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!??!!? WHAT THE F-" she bellowed,
interrupted and caught completely off-guard when she felt
something plunge into her lower body. "I hope you don't mind that
I used it earlier today, I put new batteries in it for you
though."

Chelsea felt the vibrator embed itself deep inside her vagina,
already vibrating wildly, and then felt her panties snap back
against her body, a simple covering to keep the device lodged
inside. "Oh..... *god*....no..." Chelsea gasped and trailed off,
a surge of pleasure washing through her body despite her every
attempt to block it. Her body was already cumming against her
will, responding at last to the JC-10 in her blood. She closed
her eyes and pretended the entire event was a bad dream, a
terrible nightmare, even while her vagina betrayed her in every
way imaginable; she re-opened her closed eyes and saw her
daughter on her knees at the head of the bed, her legs open and
straddling her face and pushing her bare vagina to within half an
inch of her face!

"Suck." was all that her daughter said. Copy-catting what Hailey
had done to her earlier, Whitney used one hand against the
headboard to steady herself while the other one took a fist of
Chelsea's hair by the back of the head and pulled forward cruelly
- *forcing* her mother's face to bury itself between her legs.
Smearing her unwilling, gagging mom's head around in grinding
motions against her crotch, she repeated her demands: "I said
SUCK. That's how this family works now... we have a sexual
hierarchy. And you're at the bottom. The very fucking bottom. Now
suck." Whitney explained to her mom, smashing vagina against face
and feeling Chelsea struggling for control under what she felt
was an impossible assault.

Chelsea felt like her head was locked in a grotesque wrestling
match, her neck craning back and forth and up and down repeatedly
as her mouth ground over and over into her own child's vagina.
"WHITNEY! You - *disgust* me!!! You're actually WET!!! My God,
you filthy pig!" Chelsea screamed during a pause in her
rape-treatment. "That's right mom. I'm wet. And you're going to
suck on me or else I'm going to choke you with my cunt. Isn't
that right sis?" Chelsea's mind went blank under the sudden
threat, unable to comprehend such inhuman actions by her own
progeny; Hailey resumed grinding her mom's face after a moment,
reaffirming herself, "Now suck, unless you want that to happen."

By this time Jason was rock-solid with his prick buried in his
daughter's mouth. He *hated* himself for it but he could only
think about how skilled she was; she was driving her mouth back
and forth like a master, using her lips to suck and slide along
him as if he was the center of her life, her only care in the
world. He held off as long as he could, but he felt the first
jerk of his penis as a surge of pleasure waved outwards from his
genitals. It was his first twinge towards orgasm... he was
inching, however unwillingly, towards ejaculation. Into his
teenage daughter. "Ffffuckkkk...." he moaned out, opening his
eyes and staring at the masterpiece between his legs.

The fighting was going to have to come to an end soon - he was
going to have to cave in to the onslaught of incest and JC-10
battering his body. He had no choice - his senses were being
acutely sharpened towards every physical desire, even on the
alluring scent of female flesh surrounding him on all sides. It
was overpowering him - the handcuffs were just a parlor trick
compared to this. It was as if every thought couldn't help but be
about sex, every notion was becoming tainted with a craving...

"Have you ever looked at me and wondered how my vagina tastes?"
Whitney began her interrogation against her mother, again copying
her sister's dominating technique that she'd used on Dan only a
short while earlier. "Look at me. You gave birth to me. You
brought me into the world. Now treat me right and slather me with
your tongue. Eat me. Don't you want to be a good mom and make me
cum?" she asked her mother, considering the situation and her
mom's urgent struggles before continuing: "You've never eaten
cunt before, have you? It's so *romantic* to start with your
daughter!" she clapped her hands, bending over with her thighs
firmly squeezing her mom's face like a vice before reaching for
the TV remote.

Whitney pointed the control at the TV, changing the channel
towards the satellite-TV's musical  channels. Soon enough,
Whitney settled for a sultry song played by saxophone, something
that an overzealous boyfriend might play as a cheap romantic song
for his girlfriend their first time in bed. "Hear that mom? Isn't
that romantic? Isn't it romantic to eat your daughter out for the
first time? Roam around inside of me... taste every crevice of my
vagina - put your tongue into it. I want you to explore me better
than you've ever explored yourself."

Hailey began grinding in circles against her mom again, only
opening her thighs when her suffocating mother *finally* relented
and jabbed a tongue out against her vagina. "That's right... you
have to cooperate or else you pass out and we start *allllll*
over again." she taunted her mom, gyrating her hips in sensuous
circles - rhythmic movements which would have gotten her money on
a stage somewhere else.

"Pretty soon you're going to come home from work and say hi, and
I'm not even going to answer. I'm just going to grab you by the
hair, drag you down onto your knees and force your head between
my legs and say 'suck.' And you're going to take off my pants,
take off my underwear, and then keep sucking as for as long as I
feel like getting off, until I tell you to stop. You'll follow me
around the house on your hands and knees like a dog on all fours
just to keep licking me." Whitney was getting very colorful in
her derogatory remarks, but moreover she was telling the *truth*
in all of them. She was planning on actually using her own mom
like that. Like a cunt-mop, as something to put between her legs
while she did homework or watched TV, or even while she was
making out... with her sister.

Chelsea was half-unconscious from the delirium of asphyxiation;
her precious daughter was actually suffocating her with her
vagina as she'd threatened, depriving her of air if she didn't
comply by doing the most inhuman thing she'd ever been asked to
do in her life. To not only perform a filthy lesbian act... but
perform it on her own DAUGHTER. The thought made her want to
recoil into a cave somewhere and die. And yet, as her thoughts
began to thin out in the haziness of oxygen-deprivation, the
heated sensation of the vibrating in her own vagina began to feel
like ripples in a pond, and then like waves in an ocean - sending
waves crashing against her feelings of disgust and eroding them
with a force garnished from the gaping chasms of her own sex
drive.

Even the most self-righteous of women have a sex drive, and when
it's exploited like this... hyper-activated and brought forth
without any restrictions - the result is delicious. Chelsea
finally lunged past the broken control of her moral walls and saw
the truth: her daughter was sexy. She'd always known it. She knew
that other boys liked her and she'd kept her eye on them - she'd
told her daughter she was cute as a button and she'd told her not
to walk alone if it was getting dark.

And the reason for all this was *because* she was sexy. She was
just afraid... to really open up and let that sexiness appeal to
her. Whitney's body was so nicely crafted, a beautiful hybrid
between her own body and the features of her husband; how could
she not find a body like that attractive? If the only thing she
had to do was submit to this dark desire and taste the juices of
a girl she found so attractive... that wasn't so bad... was it?

Whitney was still thinking about how much she wanted her mom to
have to taste how hot she and Hailey got each other. Whitney's
vagina squeezed out an orgasm under that thought and was met,
surprisingly, by the first roving licks of slick flesh. Her
mother's tongue... it was beginning to probe around her hole like
she'd demanded. "Oh yes... that's good... she's eating me out
Hailey!" she exclaimed, exulting in the feeling of her dear
mother finally breaking down to the abuse of JC-10 and forced
cunt-smothering.

Hailey was too busy frantically working her hands and mouth on
her dad's dick to hear the gasps and moans coming out of her
sister's mouth as Chelsea fell into the depths of lust; in the
throes of her own busy affair, Hailey felt Jason suddenly rise to
orgasm in her mouth like a thermometer being overheated and
popping at the top. With a sudden urgency his penis swelled
slightly for a couple seconds before spurting forth semen into
her waiting, hungry mouth. She sucked dutifully on his pulsing
member like a good girl and could imagine him stroking his hands
along her hair in a gentle line, calling her his little angel
like he still did occasionally. Perhaps he would, eventually...

"Thank you, daddy..." Hailey said, again using her best
little-girl voice. She climbed back up onto the bed and crawled
on her hands and knees towards him, holding her face in front of
his and waiting until his eyes met hers before opening her mouth
and revealing the sperm bottled within. She sloshed it around
with her tongue, giving him a show, letting it collect on her
tongue and then licking it across her lips before sucking it to
the back of her mouth and swallowing - making sure that Jason saw
his sperm being accepted and swallowed by his growing young
woman.

He shuddered thinking about what she had just done... what he had
just done. He turned, and saw his wife looking straight at him.
"You have no room to say anything..." he found his mouth
muttering in defense before his brain had time to catch up. But
it was true... her face was glistening like a donut from the
amount of orgasm-juice she'd licked out of her daughter.

Just when she thought it was over, Chelsea saw her oldest
daughter press herself down onto her husband in a full-body
embrace; Hailey nestled her budding breasts against Jason's chest
and dove her tongue into his unresisting mouth, and they made
love like they were a couple. The sight of this was too much for
Chelsea, who finally opened her mouth: "You're cheating on me!!
With... with Hailey! You're cheating on me with our DAUGHTER!
Does she feel good?! You're going to burn in hell for this so I
hope she feels really fucking good!!!" she yipped like an angry
bird.

If that wasn't repulsive enough for her, Hailey began to tease
his softening cock against her dripping-hot love-hole; to her
pleasure and Chelsea's horror, he began hardening again! "God
you're hot dad... did you know I had a little crush on you when I
was in 2nd grade? I knew it was wrong, and it didn't last long...
but now it's back... now it's back and you're mine." she seduced
the words into his ear, loud enough for Chelsea to hear. The
words were shocking, overshadowed only by the terrifying actions
taking place. Jason felt the tip of his dick making circles
around the opening of her heated hole like water circling a drain
- she was actually succeeding in seducing him... his own little
Hailey.

She watched with smug triumph as a look of lust built in her
father's eyes in stair-step increments, until she finally felt
him hump into her body... felt him thrust his cock towards her.
"Dad... tell me you *want* me." she whispered into his left ear,
watching his eyes the entire time. His pupils struck out as if
he'd been hit with a hot poker, the unfathomably dark request
sending him spiraling into a tailspin like a broken airplane.

There was nothing he could do to avoid this anymore... nothing he
could do to avoid the sinful *need*. "Fuck - Hailey - please."
his breath shuddered and Chelsea gasped in horror as she saw her
husband begging the touch of her own daughter! "Hailey... I want
you. I want. Your. Body." he said, grinding his dick into her and
feeling her suddenly reciprocate with a counter-thrust into him,
sending his cock sliding fully inside her vagina. "Thank you
daddy..." Hailey moaned into his ear.

Chelsea watched with a glazed glamour, like a hypnotized subject
in a psychotherapist's lab... her gaze was filled with undeniable
lust despite her craving to resist... she couldn't even
physically resist anymore. She looked at the crazed teenage lust
in her daughter's eyes staring back at her father deeply, and
watched her husband finally get what he deserved of Hailey. What
any father deserved of their daughters - a passionate fucking.

An orgasm went up her body like the chill from seeing a ghost as
she ran her eyes across their mating organs - her eyes focused in
the dim light watching his penis entering Hailey's slender body
again and again and again, fucking her with a starving,
*pounding* desire that he hadn't had since their honeymoon.
Whitney had been watching as well, and now she needed to cum
again; Chelsea felt a hand jerk her head around and face it
forward to look at Whitney's vagina again. "Suck." she said,
again using the demeaning one-word command.

And this time Chelsea began to obediently lick, twirling her
tongue around her clit and smearing her tongue across her hole
while Whitney arched backwards and used one arm to support
herself, the other arm plunging two fingers back and forth inside
her mom. There was no stopping it, or her, or them... Chelsea
gasped and admitted defeat, licking hungrily for several minutes
while listening to the sound of her husband fucking her daughter.
She ground her face into Whitney with abandon, feeling two
slender fingers rubbing into her G-spot and turning circles
around her slick clitoris with expert rhythm... until a new
orgasm rocked her body. It was the strongest orgasm of her life -
and both her daughters' sinful deeds were the reason for it.

"Um, what are you all doing?!" Bridget asked, standing at the
open doorway to the bedroom. Hailey and Whitney had neglected to
close the door; the loud moaning and sultry saxophone music
easily awakened the sleeping 9-year-old. The question was halfway
rhetorical - children  were learning earlier and earlier what sex
was: between television and video games and students at school it
was inevitable. Both of the twin sisters stopped in their tracks,
staring at each other with sudden alarm. Bridget hadn't been part
of the plan, what were they going to tell her? The truth, of
course...

They were on a roll like unstoppable juggernauts - no meager
interruption was going to slow things down. 'Bridget just walked
into the wrong place a the *wrong* time', Hailey thought with a
wicked smirk as she slipped off of her dad, his dick leaving her
tight hole with a thin trail of juice that quickly snapped. "Well
little sis, it's time that you learned what sex is." she said
bluntly, not even attempting to smooth the subject over or wean
her into it. "Whoa! What!? What!?!?" she retorted as her naked
sister quickly snatched her and held her tightly in her arms,
carrying her towards the bed with her night gown flailing around
over her swinging limbs.

"Come on Whitney! I could use a hand, Jesus Christ she's quick!"
she yelled with annoyance, Whitney swinging off of her mom's face
and helping take a hold of the struggling little girl. "She's
feisty, isn't she?" Whitney said, talking about their little
sister as if she was a stranger. "No time to explain properly,
Bridget. You're just going to have to learn the hard way... or
the easy way. They're both the same depending on how you look at
it. Hahaha..." Hailey told her sister as the two of them carried
her struggling body onto the foot of the bed and began dragging
her forward across her father's body.

Bridget was facing forward; Whitney went up on the bed, crawling
in-between her parents and getting a better grip on Bridget's
right thigh and arm while Hailey took the grip of her left limbs,
causing her feeble body to be completely at the mercy of her
older sisters. She knew all about the basics of sex, and found
this entire situation, this forcing by her sisters to be
completely infuriating more than it was scary. Her sisters always
picked on her and called her dirty, and now they were just
bullying her around! Making her dirty! She was angry and was
still struggling when she felt something pinching her underwear
and pulling them aside. She looked down and saw her dad, with his
head under her nightgown and her undies in his teeth!

This next step should have been a step too far, a level too
far-gone... but Jason had long since passed the point of no
return when he started having sex with Hailey - this opportunity
only quickened his bloodstream. His youngest daughter, only nine
years old... he finished moving her panties aside with his teeth
and hungrily moved his mouth onto her preteen vagina. She was
delicious, he decided immediately, his dick throbbing even harder
than before - something he didn't know was possible. Bridget was
mumbling incoherently - she hadn't realized that her parents were
going to be *ok* with this kind of gross treatment!

She was angry and she was starting to become scared now, but a
deluge of feelings between her thin legs was starting to
completely confuse her. "My god Jason... you're tasting her as if
she's the last meal on Earth..." Chelsea remarked to him, not
even concerned that Bridget was forced into a kneeling position,
her struggling limbs held taught and pressed downwards into the
sucking, licking face below.

"How does it feel, Bridget? Do you like it?" Hailey asked her
sister, seeing her head turn around and glare at her with a
crinkled up angry nose. "This is gross. This is just gross. If I
tell someone about this I bet you're going to get in a *lot* of
troub-" She got a slap across the face by her sister, "You're not
going to be telling anyone. You're going to stay right here and
learn to be a proper little girl all the way until you've learned
your lessons *completely*." Hailey finished interjecting,
motioning her chin at Whitney in a downward gesture.

Following her sister's lead, Whitney helped Hailey pull Bridget's
arms forward and then down so that her wrists were next to her
dads. Letting go of one leg resulted in immediate kicking, but it
was necessary for Hailey to use the other arm to reach onto the
nightstand and pick up the key to the handcuffs, unlocking the
end bound to her dad's wrist and then moving it up to Bridget's.
The metal clicked several times until it finally encircled the
small wrist snugly - and then the same procedure was done to her
other wrist.

"That's right Bridget. We're going to keep you here, and dad is
going to get to rape you... *repeatedly*. Over and over and OVER
again, until you learn to be a cum-slut... Little. Preteen.
Slut..." Hailey told her sister whose bounds wrists were holding
her face forward against the pillow helplessly next to her dad, a
gasp coming from Chelsea at what they had planned being revealed.
"You CAN'T! This is TOO MUCH!! PLEASE don't do this to Bridget!
For GODS SAKE SHE'S NINE! She's just a CHILD! Jason! Jason
they're letting you go, stop them!" she pleaded, but watched in
disbelief as Jason rubbed his unbound wrists and made no effort
to stop the girls.

He watched in quiet contemplation as they unlatched his left
ankle, replacing its victim with Bridget's ankle. By the time
they unlocked his other ankle Jason had once again sealed the
door on his inhibitions - he looked up at Hailey and told her
exactly what he knew she needed to hear: "You're such a good
little angel..." he coaxed her, holding her hand on the last
handcuff gently, and together they closed the latches around the
girl's slender wrist.

9-year-old Bridget was now completely bound on the bed with her
horny father sitting right next to her, staring at her with a
look that could almost devour! "God you're hot." he told Bridget
simply, and then wasted no more time. With his shins resting on
the back of her ankles he turned around and took the key from
Hailey, "These handcuffs won't do..." he muttered, half-panting
from the excitement of his first felony-offense about to begin.

With her legs immobilized by his weight on her, he unlatched both
of the handcuffs that chained her legs to the footboard; he moved
off of her ankles for a moment - gripping her thighs in both his
hands and using forceful jerks driven by animalistic lust, he
lifted the child's rear-end upwards until she was laying forward
doggy-style.

Before Bridget could kick her legs out again he once again
pressed the knees of his spread legs into the mattress on either
side of her with his shins pressing hard enough into the back of
her legs to pin them down. The position was dangerously
inviting... even if he'd had concerns and second-thoughts they
would have evaporated seeing a sexy little girl poised on her
hands and knees, doggystyle with her ass in the air, legs open
and wearing only a thin night-gown.

His arousal heightened to another level as he pulled up the
bottom of her pink night-gown in fistfuls, eventually bundling it
over her ass and onto her lower back, leaving her legs exposed.
Next he ripped her  little panties open across the back with a
visceral tearing jerk, allowing him to simply toss them away from
her quivering body. The little bitch was bent over on the bed
with her cunt helplessly open and inviting to her father now as
he circled his dick around the opening to her hole just like
Hailey had done to him earlier.
"Is this a nightmare!?" she said nervously, the full gravity of
the situation finally donning on her - a nine-year-old can't
quickly grasp a rape-scenario in any case, let alone by her own
father with family watching. "No, princess... it's a dream come
true." Jason quipped off, barely finishing the sentence before he
*plunged* his dick forward, Bridget's unimaginably delicious
preteen cunt squeezing him like a fleshy sheathe every millimeter
of the way.

"It's just a matter of time until you come around again, mom."
Whitney told Chelsea, noticing that her eyes looked like a deer
in headlights. Whitney lowered her head down and began to eat her
mom's cunt the same way she'd eaten hers - as cruel and mocking a
time to reciprocate as could ever have been chosen. The vicious,
viscous wet slapping sound of Jason raping his preteen daughter
quickly occupied the air, overpowering the mockingly-romantic
music that was still playing in the room.

Bridget began screaming after a few seconds once the initial
shock of a large penis opening her tight inner-folds passed, but
she found her mouth quickly stuffed with the ripped-apart panties
that she had been wearing. Her head was then held down into the
sheets by a hand on the back of her head, gagging her. "Tastes
good, doesn't it? Filthy bitch, that's what I sucked clean
*dozens* of times today. Now you get to do your own laundry for
once." Whitney scolded her, smirking as she felt Bridget struggle
to spit out the cloth filled with her own genital taste. "What's
that? Not a lezzy... yet?" she asked, turning her head and
looking at Chelsea.  "Please help her with that tomorrow." she
said, in a gentle voice that betrayed how twisted the request
was.

Unthinkingly her mother nodded before she had a chance to process
the request. Her vagina was too busy sending her pleasure-signals
from Whitney's licking to think quickly of anything else - she
blushed immediately after, and her chin began to tremble as tears
pooled up in her eyes. "Jason... she's only nine!" she pleaded
again, but her pussy humped upwards off the bed slightly and
sexually when she heard the thick slapping of sex to be her only
answer; as she continued to watch the little 3rd grader taking it
in the cunt Chelsea thought about how she had felt Jason fuck her
countless times during their marriage - so it seemed like an
out-of-body experience to watch him having sex with someone else
right in front of her.

She knew almost instinctively the telltale signs of him
approaching his second ejaculation for the night - the little
tensing jerks in his fingers as he gripped Bridget's ass-cheeks
with both hands and squeezed, then let them unravel and run down
the length of her inner thighs. "You're so fucking hot... so
fucking TIGHT..." he told the bound child that Whitney was still
gagging into silence.

Jason's thrusting grew steady and heavy, the ultimate signature
before his load - and then it finally came. Nobody could see it,
but Bridget's mouth flung wide open against the pillow in stunned
delirium as her petite female body responded automatically,
biologically, to the semen suddenly filling her vagina. And with
the JC-10 that had a small amount of time to affect her, the
result was unavoidable; she had her first orgasm.

Jason felt the tiny cunt squeeze around him in rapid-fire
convulsions and knew what it meant. He'd been fucking for many
years and he too knew telltale signs when he ran into them - and
feeling a nine-year-old cunt orgasming around your dick for the
first time of her life was as subtle as a fucking freight train.
He nearly cummed again feeling his 3rd grade daughter milk his
penis with *hungry* biological imperative. Even as a child, she
was full of sexual genes just waiting to be coaxed alive - a
little fucking machine waiting to happen.

As if on cue with that thought, Jason turned his head and saw
that Hailey had apparently left the room just after he had
cummed, only to return now with her daughter Becca. He stared at
her in puzzlement, not understanding why Becca was here or what
was supposed to transpire next. Hailey walked around the bed and
beside them, and used one hand to gently pull Jason back,
encouraging him to leave the child's vagina and sit back at the
foot of the bed. When Jason pulled out of her a soft yet audible
pop accompanied the exit of his wet member from her body - and
she made no movements to immediately kick or struggle.

"That's a good girl... lay there and think about what you've
done. Think about what you were born to be used for." Hailey
mockingly coaxed Bridget, patting her gently on the left
ass-cheek. Hailey smiled to herself and then began to pile
pillows underneath of Bridget, even using the comforter that
she'd thrown off the bed to help form a soft crib underneath her
vagina. And to both Jason and Chelsea's absolute disbelief they
watched Hailey lay Becca directly underneath Bridget's crotch,
propping her head forward with her hand, angling her mouth right
*into* the freshly raped elementary-school student. "This is what
we learned at school today dad... how to feed a baby right."
Hailey explained using her seductive voice again.

The baby was plugged into Bridget's labia, an interest in food
quickly emerging: earlier she had choked up plenty of vaginal
secretion only to have it replaced by a single, albeit large,
serving of semen. Of course she was hungry again... and after
only a few moments she began to slowly drink the mixture of semen
and preteen orgasm right out of the tight hole, not caring how
unwilling the sex had been for the female partner involved.
"That's good. I thought she might not be able to eat for a while
because of sore jaws - Dan throatfucked her before he left, you
see. It was really quite brutal... he didn't even let her breathe
until he was done shooting cum down her throat." Hailey explained
using a casual voice, as if such an admission was nothing more
than mentioning she'd gotten her nails done.

Whitney had paused in the intermission but quickly dove her head
between Chelsea's legs, forcing her into another rollercoaster of
pleasure despite hearing such disturbing news... both she and
Jason watched for a minute in silent paralysis, unable to
comprehend how the nights events were even occurring. Jason
absentmindedly stroked his fingers through Hailey's hair as she
continued to cuddle Becca's head gently, nursing the baby into
Bridget's raped fuck-hole.

This continued for nearly fifteen straight minutes, nobody saying
another word until Whitney raised her head up from Chelsea's
crotch and announced "Mom has been cumming while watching Becca
nursing... three times now." Chelsea's eyes were wide as saucers
again from being revealed, but she continued staring right at the
innocent baby sucking on her innocent daughter. Her body shook in
her fourth orgasm, even while knowing her family was watching her
- she'd given into the lust completely...

"What about Bridget?" Chelsea raspily asked her husband, noticing
that Bridget had turned her head to the side and spit the panties
out of her mouth finally. Bridget's face was a splotchy red,
flushed into shock and embarassment by the first orgasm and then
deepened even further by the ravishing feeling her niece was
causing her. She still didn't struggle, but instead layed there
with unfocused eyes, letting all the forbidden rapture penetrate
her body - it was like her own pleasure was another rapist,
invading her against her will and making her girl part do things
it had *never* done before.

"It's like the girls said, dear... I'll keep her here on my side
of the bed for atleast a couple nights, just for easy access.
I'll call her in sick at school. And then I think I'll call
myself in sick at work also - she'll need to be raped every few
hours in order to start feeling better, I think..." He answered.
There was only silence for a couple minutes, broken finally by a
sticky gurgle as Becca siphoned out a large wad of sperm that had
been buried deep within the child's sex tunnel.

Jason looked up to see what Chelsea's reaction was to his
criminal declaration, but saw her buried between Whitney's legs
again, making obvious licking motions and... fingering herself -
she'd been quietly unlocked by Whitney and was making no attempt
to escape the cunnilingus. Whitney looked over at Hailey
approvingly and grinned. "I think our homework is done."
Title: Girl Milk, Chapter 3 "Penetration"
From: jennacone@yahoo.com
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rape

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Chapter 3 - "Penetration"
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The horse lined its enlarging penis up towards the young teen's
vagina. Another was already aiming its impossibly huge member at
her helplessly open mouth. The girl was tied down inside the
wooden frame of an equine mating dummy. The hollow dummy had been
custom made just for her - the underside was a solid plank of
wood that half a dozen body-pillows had been shoved underneath
of.

She was comfortable... for the moment. Her ankles were cuffed to
the wooden beams making up the top of the fake horse's rear
thighs; her knees were cuffed to the sides of it's make-believe
ass. Her waist was strapped down by several thick belts that had
been daisy-chained together until it encircled both her and the
underbelly of the wood horse. Her vagina was perfectly poised
where the horse's vagina should be.

The same was done to her chest just above her small breasts. Her
head hung upside-down and rested against... the other rear-end of
the horse. Yes, it was deliberately modelled to appear like the
rear of a mare from both ends. Her head was held tightly against
the end of the horse by two criss-crossing belts wrapping around
the back of her forehead and looping around each of the horse's
thighs. Her mouth was *also* perfectly poised where the horse's
vagina should be. "That's the valedictorian of Carson high
school?!"

The truth seemed impossible to the young mothers, but they
watched and blinked repeatedly as their eyes took in the
information. They knew the girl - their school often competed
with the her school on a regular basis for football games or
cheerleading and the like. And yet, this was no rape... her arms
hadn't been tied down; she was rubbing her clit- no, now she was
openly finger-fucking herself in wet anticipation for what would
happen next.

"My god! She - she - she used to get straight A's in every class!
What!?" one of the student's exclaimed. "What happened?" Jenna
let out a heartfelt laugh. "She grew up, dear. Being a cum cow is
an *honorable* profession, and she was the first of several - she
always wanted to pioneer the future, and I showed her the way.
Her physical pleasure is just be a shade of how proud she is to
help the community." Jenna explained, leaving herself open to
another question. "Cum... cow?" the same girl asked, still taken
aback by how wildly divergent the valedictorian's path had gone
from what anyone imagined.

"Yes dear. She came up with it herself as a way to solve the
growing problem of mothers with multiple young ones who obviously
need nurturing but whom their mother can's always be cunt-nursing
like she can when she only has one mouth to feed. I think you'll
recall I mentioned horse milking farms earlier? I told you that
we'd learn about them."

"I just thought - I thought by horse milking that *we'd* be the
ones doing the milking." Britney said, sounding like she was
actually dismayed at the news. "Aw, you poor thing..." Jenna
teased, "Don't you worry dear, *everyone* will get their share to
drink today." she comforted the girl, then walked closer to fake
wooden mare.

"This is, as you can probably tell, an equine mating dummy.
They're normally a bit simpler and don't have such complicated
internal parts..." Jenna said, grinning downwards. "They're
usually quite solid and contain a simple rubber orifice with a
sleeve and collection tube. And this would work, except that
semen quickly loses its original 'fresh' taste shortly after
achieving room-temperature. Quite the problem when a mother has
picky babies to feed."

"Terrica here figured out a way to not only help keep her
parent's horse-riding business going, but to at the same time
pioneer her own career and mold her own path solving that
problem. She stays tied down here for several hours a day - about
as long as a typical work day. All of her family's horses are
stallions; they're full of strength and endurance and look
fantastic for the customers - but they're also prone to fighting
amongst each other and even bucking riders if they get sexually
agitated enough."

The girls continued to quietly sit on haybales in the large barn
listening to Jenna, but some of them had obviously become wet
already judging by the way they were resting their hand on their
crotch and slightly depressing their baby's head a little harder
into their vaginas. The room had smelled strange when they first
entered, and now they suspected why - it smelled like dried horse
sperm.

"A lot of times when Terrica is out shopping or-" Jenna was cut
off by an impatient neigh. The horse that she'd originally led
towards Terrica was giving its angry eyes to the other male in
front of it. The other was beginning to stamp its hooves
nervously, and their penises were shrinking in preparation of the
impending fight. Jenna quickly took two white sheets from either
side of Terrica and draped them over the dummy, giving it the
completed shape of a horse if you didn't focus on the girl
inside. At the same time, the blankets were pre-doused in horse
pheromones harvested from actual mares, resulting in the
stallions interest being quickly rekindled.

"The trick is really the fake mare heads mounted on the walls by
each side of the dummy. A stallion prefers to nibble on their
mate's neck while having sex; this causes them to turn their
heads in the opposite direction of the other male by necessity,
thus eliminating their natural territorial competition." Jenna
pointed towards the two large stuffed mare heads mounted on each
of the walls to either side of Terrica. The entire arrangement
was remarkably complex and well-thought-out - the valedictorian
must truly have arranged it.

The first horse wasted no more time - it huffed the husky aroma
of the mare pheromones wafting off the blanket and eyed the back
of the aroused female horse. It once again lined its glistening
thick pole of meat up with the comparitively tiny opening that
represented the horse vagina and then raised its front hooves
onto the back of the dummy in a mounting motion... the end of its
dick touched hot female flesh, inviting it further. It took a
step in and Terrica let out something between a yelp and a moan -
the large organ had filled her entire vagina in one thrust, and
it was only a THIRD to completion. There was nothing stopping it
from taking another step!

"Terrica had to not only slowly stretch her cunt out with larger
and larger dildos, but begin taking a medication that loosens her
cervix. The cervix, as I'm sure you know, is the ring of muscle
that is usually tightly closed and serves as a barrier between
the vagina and the uterus where babies grow. Her barrier is far
more relaxed now..." The horse took another step; Terrica felt
the male monstrosity plunge deeper inside of her than most women
would ever feel in their lives - the penis pressed against her
cervix and parted the slimy, mucus-covered plug of muscular
tissue, pressing into an organ designed to create life... and
then took *another* step.

"Oh my god!" one of the girl's screamed at seeing Terrica's
expression. Her eyes had rolled up back into her head as she
allowed her body to take the huge boy completely into her,
implanting itself into her. The uterus is one of the most elastic
organs in the body along with the vagina - both of them stretch
and contort to accomodate a baby on demand - so it wasn't meant
for this, but it could be repurposed for it. And it was.

The horse's cock continued to push inwards against her uterus,
stretching it forward like a rubber band would be, the elastic
walls hugging tightly against the already pulsing sex organ. Her
intestines were literally pushed aside as the cock glided past,
giving Terrica an extreme feeling of vertigo like she was falling
down the hill of a roller coaster - a person's intestines
jostling about causes the feeling normally. It wasn't gravity
this time, but it was certainly a "ride". The penis CONTINUED -
the horse took one last step, bucked forward and *finally*
bottomed itself out in the girl. It's penis was arcing slightly
upwards from her vagina all the way to where it ended - a slight
hump was visible at her belly button that hadn't been there a
moment before.

Like a group of drunken girls suddenly dropped into the midst of
a Mardi Gras orgy, the class of mesmerized females suddenly
exploded into action as the horse began to actually FUCK Terrica
down her unthinkable sheath. Babies were scrambled into
cunt-sucking position, harnesses were fastened - one girl was so
eager to be pleased that she simply tossed her baby on a hay bale
and then poised her arms back to support her weight as she gently
sat her cunt down onto the baby's face, letting it suck on her as
it layed on its back.

Obscene sucking and licking sounds began to spring up from
between every girl's thighs but poor Whitney, who had no baby and
who relented to merely fingering herself as hard as she could.
Even Jenna had probed two fingers into her vagina, found her
dildo, and turned the vibrations higher. Who could resist a scene
like this? "I'm glad you approve, girls. I'll leave it to you to
recruit any girls who would like to really serve the youth system
like this. Make love not war... perhaps the young girls
interested in joining the armed forces could instead find a job
being fucked by full-size horses?" Jenna told the masturbating
students, further whetting their appetite while simultaneously
giving them a depraved suggestion.

The stallion thrust in and out of the girl, it's anaconda-sized
penis making a long and slick sucking sound as it pulled out
before pressing forcefully in again. Less than a minute later,
after only a dozen of its powerful thrusts, it reached climax.
Terrica knew this ahead of time, having already heard the
tell-tale twitching of the horse's tail against its sides. The
core of her body felt as if a small fork of lightning had snaked
its way up her crotch to the middle of her body. Despite her own
orgasming, that wasn't the source of the feeling - it was because
of how strong and distinct it felt as the penis jerked and jumped
across the length of her insides.

The first ejaculatory movement is always the longest - the entire
penis seems to raise itself higher for a second or two as if
building up a charge before finally releasing with a gunshot; the
bottom of the horse's penis, the urethra, expands under the
pressure of the semen suddenly firing through it. The surge of
semen that courses through the urethra can actually be felt by an
impaled woman - the hot semen can actually be traced running its
course from the base of the animals cock all the way to the tip
where it finally bursts forth. And straight into Terrica's
uterus, in this case, splashing against the sides and slickening
up the entire organ even further for the next male to take its
place.

"The average horse ejaculates 60 milliliters, or a quarter of a
cup, of semen if milked regularly. Our other one over here is a
new stud, so he'll probably be half a cup. I'm sure Terrica will
enjoy this." Jenna panted out with pleasure, watching the first
stallion withdraw his cock with a line of slime still connecting
his penis to Terrica's vagina. A slopping slurp accompanied the
stallion's final exit, and Jenna reluctantly interrupted herself
to get up and walk the horse back out of the barn, finding
another to guide in.

As Jenna started walking the first horse into the barn, the other
horse who had originally been stamping nervously had now
re-evaluated its position after seeing the previously aggressive
horse done and gone. It's penis began to grow at steady rate from
its underbelly, already dripping precum in anticipation of
finally mating. It was eager to have sex, this would be it's
first time... the load would surely be huge.

It's large dick quickly bumped against Terrica's soft lips, where
she immediately kissed the oozing end in a heated gaze, quickly
opening her mouth and exhaling hot air against the thick end to
beckon it inside. The horse immediately responded and shoved
forward without hesitation - her mouth was just a horse cunt
after all. The amount of power behind the thrust was staggering;
the dick head barely even fit in her mouth at all and yet it was
being forced inward as if by a sledgehammer. Two small popping
sounds suddenly cracked through the air as Terrica's jaws were
pryed further apart than they were designed to allow. Her neck
stretched outwards soon after as the wide flesh organ threw
itself into her body with abandon.

"A couple quick shots of local anesthetic in the morning is all
that's necessary to allow this part to go smoothly. The penis
quickly dislocates her jaws but she can't feel any discomfort
from it - and it's important that she service from two ends in
order to harvest enough semen. Besides, she can skip breakfast
and lunch this way." Jenna remarked with a slightly heavy breath
as she led a new stallion gently towards the openly bound female.

"A horse always cums in less than a minute. Usually 30 seconds
actually... Terrica just learned to hold her breath and enjoy the
show, breathing between her feedings. It stressed her out at
first, but once she started to keep her calm it became
second-nature, just like a professional swimmer diving under the
water..."

The penis slid further into the girl's throat where it easily
traveled its length, entering her chest and finally plumbing her
stomach. She felt it throb a small jet of sperm down her throat
already - she hated the fact that she couldn't taste it since it
went right past her tongue. The horse took a step further, fully
mounting the mare dummy. The horse now had its front hooves up on
the frame like the previous one, causing its penis to arc upwards
just like the last. Everyone could see what Terrica clearly felt
- the penis, in a fashion identical to her uterus, reached the
back of her stomach and simply pressed onwards, stretching it out
further.

The stomach is of course an elastic organ as well, holding
varying amounts of food on a daily basis - it felt indescribable
feeling her stomach stretched in a line so passionately and with
such forceful thrusts. A hump was rising and lowering just at her
belly button once again; the stallion was fucking her all the way
to the middle of her body straight through her unhinged mouth.
Terrica couldn't help her body automatically heaving once in a
vomit reaction - but this was actually helpful and set the young
stallion off completely - a diluge of semen pumped its way out of
the hot rod of sexual meat with urgency; Terrica felt fuller and
fuller as her already full stomach was filled with a pool of
liquid.

The horse stayed impaled in her for a few seconds before
finishing emptying a salvo of sperm into her stomach and then
shrinking back out of her body as it simultaneously dismounted.
She felt immediately less full as her stomach reevaluated how
much "food" was inside of itself, a process that cycled back and
forth endlessly throughout her shifts. Terrica lifted her tongue
and licked the tip of the horses cock as it left her lips. She
tasted the sperm and revelled in its flavor, but didn't bother
going through the effort of popping her jaws back into place so
that she could fully suck on the taste - she had many, many more
stallions to serve.

Jenna carried the spent stallion out of the building and returned
quicker with the next, eager to continue their mating as much as
Terrica was. The next stallion, a black and white paint horse,
was happy to oblige Jenna's hurried guidance. It arrived just as
the other stud was beginning to mount Terrica. It saw the other
horse Jenna had guided in already occupied with its head turned
away and nibbling on the fake mare's neck off to one side,
smelled the pheromones still soaking the blanket, and quickly
decided that mating was good to go - it began mounting only a
second or two after the first.

Terrica had felt only moments ago a new horse cock plunging into
her vagina, carrying vaginal lubricant all the way into her
uterus in one slick pathway past her cervix. Terrica sometimes
wondered if the horses had any clue about what they were feeling
when they rushed past her tight cervix and immediately felt a
growing pool of semen splashing around against their dicks. In
any case, the sensation always seemed to make them quite pleased
- the warm sloshing of the fluid must really feel amazing bathing
their bulbous cock heads.

Now the same thing was going on in her stomach at the same time,
albeit less pronounced - the stomach can digest liquid at a
fairly rapid pace and it was going to take several ejaculations
before the hot tart fluid started to get backed up. No sooner did
Terrica think about her body hungrily digesting sperm than she
fully realized they had both mounted at practically the same time
- she did her best to prepare herself for the following moment,
but she still almost blacked out.

Both stallions thrusted the full engorged lengths of their sex
organs within the 16 year old girl. From vagina through cervix
and uterus all the way to belly button one went. And from mouth
through throat and stomach all the way to belly button the other
went. Both swords of flesh impaled down one half of her body,
until they actually contacted against each other in the center -
her stomach lining and her uterine lining smashing together as
the dicks on each side pressed inwards seeking orgasm.

Terrica's body twisted under the assault involuntarily - a
feeling of deep, carnal lust even deeper than was possible by her
conscious mind reared itself up temporarily. The blindest, most
unthinking essence of female lust exploded everywhere in her body
at once as she felt the most violated and penetrated and owned
that a female was physically capable of feeling. Her midriff
twisted and turned as the penises pushed inwards from each side,
and with their combined upward angles and their combined
thrusting they lifted her slightly off the pillows; the chains on
her cuffs and the buckles on her belts went tight holding her
down - she was lifted a full inch into the air.

Her entire body convulsed and jerked in a seizure. Her eyes had
rolled back and her lungs panicked in an attempt to breathe
despite being sealed off. Her fingers twitched and she felt as if
every limb was on fire, the heat being drawn into an implosion
that began to center itself on her vagina. There was no unit of
time to measure the following moments that occurred for her. Her
mind couldn't process any sight or sound - she was in a sexual
trance as she felt a thousand carnal thoughts race down her veins
and toggle her nerves and finally collapse into her cunt like a
star about to explode.

Semen shot into her from both directions. Her arms convulsed as
if she was possessed; her orgasm was strong enough to cut off the
horse's ejaculation for a second before it relaxed and let in an
even stronger burst that she could feel splattering all around
inside her hyper-sensitive body. She quivered as she felt every
spurt oozing down the side of either her stomach or uterus, and
she felt every pulse and throb of their penises rushing up within
her like undulating whips delivering celestial pleasure from
their tips instead of pain. The feeling was without bounds - it
was something a woman would be happy to die feeling.

Terrica eventually realized the horses had left her when she felt
the cool embrace of the pillows beneath her holding her up again
and the roaring sound of static left her ears. She felt a new
penis lining itself up with her mouth and gladly accepted it,
hungrily straining to open her mouth even further, wanting to
take cocks straight into her soul if possible... it took a full
minute for her vision to come back and realize Jenna was hoving
over her, a humongous smirk on her face as she motioned over
towards the girls and made an expression that was apparently
supposed to mimic what they looked like.

The girls had practically frozen upon seeing and then practically
sharing in what Terrica had just been through - Whitney wondered
whether the petrification at Sodom and Gomorrah had actually
happened but it had absolutely nothing to do with divine anger
and had everything to do with divine pleasure; if this feeling
could be somehow turned into a magnified bomb it could probably
reduce anyone to salt. The entire class sat in a stupor. They
truly looked as if their IQ's had all dropped to zero.

"And *that* girls, is what a *true* orgasm looks like. One that's
unhinged, unchained, and unbridled by conscious thought. A girl
feels it when she falls into ultimate submission, whether that be
physically or mentally. It's a cunt's duty to be a sex object;
this is the reward for yielding to that fate." Jenna said,
appearing casual as always but suppressing her own shaken nerves.
It was just that potent to have watched.

The girls continued to watch silently, the steady suckling sounds
of their unaffected babies swallowing arousal as the only
indicator that they were still lucid. Slowly, however, they
managed to shake off their shocked expressions and replace them
with a new glow. "You did that on purpose... you wanted us... to
know." Hailey spoke, finally putting together all the pieces of
the puzzle. The mysterious sexual feats Jenna had accomplished,
the baby harness, now this...

"You made something to unlock our sexuality. And whatever it was,
it opened our minds into sharing THAT. To sharing... being a
CUNT." Hailey detailed out her accusation, emphasizing the last
word like it should disgust her but instead nearing an orgasm
from the understanding.

"I joked with my boyfriend about being born again last night...
haha... I was right. I - I want to be a cunt too. I understand
now... sex is the most important force on Earth. I want to inject
it into *everyone*..." Hailey trailed off, the glow of her
expression turning into lust. The entire class was in a
slow-broiling heat as well; the odor of vagina in the barn was
becoming noticeable, even amidst the scent of farm and semen...

Terrica had taken ten stallions from each end by this point.
Jenna smiled at Hailey, pausing their conversation as she walked
out to replace another stallion. A permanent bulge was beginning
to form in Terrica's midriff, a large one that was independent of
the penises penetrating her. Jenna moved the sheet covering the
dummy aside and placed a palm to Terrica's belly, gripping it.
With several lateral shakes Jenna caused the fluid within the
girl's inflated organs to splash side to side - an *audible*
gurgling and splattering sound could be heard as pure slimy semen
slapped the sides of her inner walls.

"Fuck... all of that cum... is stuck inside her?" one of the
classmates exclaimed. First they'd been shocked by what they'd
seen, and now they were being shocked by what they were hearing.
It was the most incredible field trip of their lives. "Her cervix
is loosened from its usual rock-hard grip, but it's not wide
open. It closes itself shut when a penis pulls out of her uterus,
trapping the semen within itself. And since more and more of it
keeps getting squirted in..." Jenna made a motion around her
midriff indicating a growing size in her belly. Several girls
gasped as they realized just how full Terrica was going to be.

"The uterus can stretch to accomodate 3000ml of fluid before
excess sperm starts leaking out. Conversely, the stomach can be
stretched to 5700ml at maximum; her constant digestion of sperm
doesn't allow it to fill much more than 3000ml though. It's quite
symmetric and quite convenient. Another proof that girls were
born to be fucked. Between both her holes, she will retain six
liters of ejaculate before we milk her the first time today."

While talking Jenna had been walking stallions back and forth to
replace the spent ones as needed. The amount of penises that the
16 year old girl could take was astounding. Her body felt like an
actual cum dumpster, like an actual sperm bank. Her only purpose
was to satisfy the lust of countless horses and then get milked
when she was full enough. "That's why you called her a cum-cow!"
Andi blurted out.

Horse after horse continued to have sex with Terrica's diminutive
holes. The stretching and fucking of her throat and vagina
contrasted with the heaving and orgasm contractions that they
continued to retort with; she had no time to think of what she
would be doing over the weekend or what she'd be wearing when she
went out with her friends to the mall - her entire body was
devoted to being a continuous sex orifice. Once she had regained
enough presence of mind to fully shake the effects of her earlier
orgasm she brought her arms to her midriff and felt along the
growing sacs of ejaculation.

She had done what she was about to do before - it was a practiced
art. It was the little things like this that separated someone
who just *did* their job from someone who truly loved their job.
She turned her forearms over so that her palms faced down and she
cupped them above and below her belly button. As the penises
inside her body thrusted forward she pressed hard, downwards
against her own midriff. The skin around her belly was stretched
even tighter by the counterforce, causing a sickeningly visible
alternation of cockheads to mold itself through her skin - first
one penis would thrust out through her belly, then sink back in
as another one protruted via the opposite angle.

The cocks within her began to thrust in tune with each other, but
Terrica knew it would be a while until she could cum so hard
again; that type of primitive orgasm was similar to a man's in
how it had a kind of physical cooldown. Regardless, her cunt
still quivered and pulsed in a "normal" orgasm as it felt the two
intruders plumbing the depths of her body and her hands continued
to wrap her belly-skin into a warm sheathe around their thrusts,
providing them a final sensation to get off to...

Andi had grown curious. The idea of what was happening inside the
girl's body sickened her beyond reason - which only served to
douse her cunt even more. She leaned in close to Terrica and
pressed her right ear flush against the girl's body, laying her
palms down gently next to Terrica's. Normally if one did this one
would hear breathing sounds and maybe feel a stomach rumbling;
Terrica couldn't breathe at all right now, and her stomach was
under an entirely different set of movements: The lesbian could
hear the sound of her sticky vagina being entered and fucked
forward into. She could feel a tiny, almost imperceptible bumping
sensation as the giant cock pushed past the muscular blockade of
her cervix and dove straight through an organ loaded with semen.
The other horse bucked into Terrica's throat now - Andi could
hear a series of stretching sounds akin to leather being pulled
tight; all of the thin bumps of cartilage that you can feel if
you stroke your finger down your throat - were being *stretched*
outwards past their natural size.

It sounded grotesque hearing the girl's throat being used so
brutally - Andi couldn't believe a girl could actually grow to
enjoy feeling such a huge lance of male flesh fuck its way down
the length of her neck. Stretch stretch stretch stretch stretch!
It was almost instantaneous in reality, but Andi could clearly
make out the rapid-fire series of muscles stretching again. And
again.

The sploshing sound of sperm within the female was the clearest
to hear of all sounds. Andi didn't even have to try - it was
audible even from the hay bales with a little shaking. With her
ear against the girl's body she could hear the cum swirling
around the penetrations; it sounded like someone using a row
boat, their swaying oar sending water rippling over and around it
in a pleasant trickling sound. And once again, a pair of horses
lodged inside of Terrica began to ejaculate simultaneously.

One was just a hair faster than the other. Andi could feel
Terrica convulse slightly in an involuntary reaction as the
horses pulled her off the pillows - this had made her have a
powerful orgasm before and it was still dizzyingly carnal. It
sounded in her ear for a brief moment like a man was peeing into
a urinal - it was the sound of a thick jet of hot cum firing
upwards against the roof of her uterus and then splashing
immediately into the pool of liquid which inflated the rest of
it.

The pouring sound accompanied each huge squirt, and Andi heard
the same happening to the left - in Terrica's stomach. This kind
of treatment upon a woman's body was unthinkable; this girl was
barely old enough to drive, still too young to drink - Andi
laughed as she thought about just how *much* she was drinking
right now. She let loose a satisfying orgasm into her own
daughter's mouth finally, letting the pungent goo from her
lustful curiosity fill the little darling's taste buds.

"You're right, Hailey." Jenna said, finally answering the girl's
recent accusations. "I used to be a microbiologist - I discovered
a way to make a chemical called JC-10. It does as you say - and
you're right, it allowed you to be able to *appreciate* the kind
of true orgasm you saw Terrica undergo. I'm sure you're all as
eager to spread this love of sex to as many people as Hailey is?"
Jenna had addressed Hailey's earlier accusations at first, but
then turned the answer into an open question at the whole class.
All of the girls shook their heads or said out loud the only
answer that was possible now that their cunts were completely
infatuated and saturated: "Yes."

"I'll show you everything you want to know in time. I've been
teaching these classes because, as trite as it sounds - I have
plans to change the world. There isn't any lethal force involved,
no monetary reward in sight... everyone will be liberated even as
we subjugate them. Every boy and girl will start thinking with
their genitals EVERY minute of the fucking day by the time we're
done. Every building from preschools to nursing homes will smell
like masturbation and sex. You're my little succubi..."

The girls all blushed under the compliment of being called
succubi. They were eager to please, in every way now... Jenna
walked another pair of stallions out of the barn and replaced
them. As she walked back in she continued, "You're homework
tonight, girls... will be to use these." Jenna said, continuing
to a far wall and opening a wooden box that had been
inconspicuously placed there earlier. Inside were several dozen
small cardboard boxes, each containing a bottle of perfume and a
handful of vibrating eggs. "You get to take the reigns in full
tonight, girls. Use your cunts, think with them... they're the
most important organ in your bodies." Jenna explained, gesturing
for them to take a box each.

After pausing for a minute to enjoy the horse-fucking, Jenna left
and then returned from replacing *another* two stallions. "I want
you to go to a friends house tonight. I want you to be wearing
your special perfume, and I want you to use it to convince all
the mothers in their family to tape one of these eggs to her clit
along with your friend. Call it an expiriment..."

"Each of these eggs is wirelessly connected to the other.
Whenever one of them gets warm enough due to vaginal arousal, it
turns on the *other*. If the mother is making out with dad, their
daughter will know... and once she gets horny the mother will
know also. They'll be connected at the cunts, learning and
bonding and growing to appreciate *everything* that turns each
other on."

The class was giggling in delight at the wicked assignment,
opening their boxes and holding their bottles of perfume with a
particular awe. They looked as if they'd just been handed a check
for a million dollars. The circle of girls had their interruption
broken by a sudden belch and moan across the room. They turned
and looked at Terrica.

The young girl looked like something out of a rape nightmare. She
looked like she could be carrying twins at a full nine months
pregnant given the combination in size between her inflated
uterus and her distended stomach. "She's gained 30 pounds since
she walked in here today. 30 pounds in pure semen. About five of
that is being digested - the rest is ready to milk." Jenna said
to the class, walking towards Terrica.

She walked the last two stallions out of the barn and returned
shortly with two buckets instead. Hanging them on small hooks at
each end of the mating dummy Jenna began to unfasted all of
Terrica's bindings. Even with the rubber lining that coated each
cuff there were slight indentions against Terrica's ankles and
knees from the force of the horses fucking into her body - it was
clear that the bindings had been there simply to hold her in
place, not to restrain her. She couldn't walk even if she wanted
now regardless... she was so flooded with cum.

"OOF! Help me turn her over April..." Jenna quipped, signalling
the nearest girl to help roll Terrica around while still keeping
her on the bed of pillows. Even with 30 extra pounds of cum her
body wasn't all that heavy, but it was very awkward to position
and turn. After a minute Terrica was rolled completely over and
was laying face down. "Milking #1 already today! You'll be
leaving work early at this rate Terry!" Jenna praised the girl,
amused by her weak smile back. This was the most uncomfortable
part of the procedure for her - and the most thrilling to Jenna.

The teacher pushed both her palms down into the back of the girl,
supporting her entire weight on them. Almost immediately two
things happened: the pressure in the girl's uterus with the
combined weight of Jenna behind it caused her cervix to open and
release its contents. Simultaneously Terrica's uneasy stomach
caved into a vomiting reflex given the pressure on it.

Semen began to literally pour out of the teenager's vagina like a
thick stream of lava would ooze out of a lazy volcano - the steam
from the hot 98.6 degree fluid was visible as it left her gooey
opening in the chilly morning air. A froth of ejaculate began to
form around the rim of her vagina and the stench of all the
orgasms contained within filled the room like a stink bomb.

Terrica tred to keep her watering eyes open and enjoy the look of
lust in Jenna's face as her stomach lurched tightly and began to
expel sperm from her mouth in a violent series of repeated
heaves. It was far different from her vagina - sperm blasted out
at odd angles and splattered the sides of the bucket in a
sickening display of vulgarity; semen wasn't a regular substance,
it thickened and thinned in irregular intervals when it was
stored in large quantities.

Chunks of sperm clumped together and stuck to the sides of the
metal bucket longer than others, while still others hung
persistently down from her vomiting mouth in long strands
refusing to snap. And as sperm rushed and gushed past the corners
of her mouth they began to form tiny bubbles that grouped up and
popped silently. Jenna continued to push on her back, glad that
she'd remembered to put her vibrator back on high.

Terrica continued to vomit into the bucket and her cunt continued
to flush a river of sperm out of its baby-maker. For nearly two
entire minutes, ejaculations rolled out both ends of the teen's
deflating body. Eventually it began to slow, and Jenna patted
Terrica on the back of her chest with some force, prompting the
girl to vomit one last time, a huge discolored blob of heavy
semen unfurling through her mouth and dropping into the bucket
where it splattered out and began to coalesce.

"When they're mixed together it will be about 95% semen, 2%
saliva, 2% cunt juice, and 1% stomach acid." Jenna stated the
facts of the thick fluid to the amazed students that stood on all
sides watching. "As I've mentioned before, mechanically milking
wouldn't preserve the flavor so well. This mixture of female
chemicals in the semen massively increases its longevity before
it begins to go flat."

"What an odd coincidence that is..." Whitney pondered a moment.
"It really *is* like nature intended for us to be used as cunts.
Like it's the natural order of things..."

Jenna walked out of the barn with the girls and towards a picnic
table that was placed outside for just such an occassion. Two
glass punch bowls were already prepared on the table with a
scooper and a couple racks of plastic cups to the side. Jenna
carefully poured half of each bucket into each bowl, stirring for
a few seconds to allow the quazi-gelatinous fluid to mix
together.

"You girls still carry around bottles with you, yes? It was on
the list of materials to have for this class. Be sure to share a
bottle of sperm with your child - it's such a nice day for a
picnic like this!" Jenna said while cheerfully scooping herself a
cup of the amber-colored fluid. A line formed automatically on
both ends of the table as each girl found their baby bottle and
picked up a plastic cup for themselves.

"It's probably been a while since these babies have tasted
anything but girl milk." April commented, detaching her daughter
from her sex hole and getting her into a cradling position. "I
got my dad and my brother to help feed my darling..." Britney
said, raising a few eyebrows amongst the group. "That's great,
dear! You seemed to enjoy feeding your daughter boy-milk a lot
during class - I'm glad to see that you went the extra mile and
continued that treatment at home."

The babies were soon drinking semen out of baby bottles while
their mothers sipped at the warm goo from clear plastic cups. It
tasted different than human semen, and several of the girls
commented one way or another on whether they liked the extra
sweetness and whether they enjoyed swallowing the much clumpier
heavier chunks of goo that floated around in the mixture. This
was the fluid meant to help seal the rest of the sperm inside, a
type of "capping" fluid.

The girls wound up being quite receptive overall. Even Andi, the
lesbian, had admitted that despite her lack of attraction to men
that she found penises and semen to be delicious. It was a
built-in hunger... any girls who didn't like the taste were
simply suffering a psychological disorder brought about by the
mistakes of a flawed upbringing.

"I sucked my boyfriend's dick last night, and then I kissed my
little sister goodnight right after... on the mouth. When she
asked what the smell was - I told her in detail. She was oddly
receptive for being only six... I'm sure your JC-10 had something
to do with it." April commented when a lull in the chatter
occurred, wanting to redeem herself to match Britney's exemplary
behavior.

Jenna tilted her cup of ejaculate upside down, catching the last
glob of stringy semen before picking up the punch scoop and
speaking as she poured herself another glass full: "You should
try and get her to suck cock tonight, if at all possible. The
fact that she hasn't even been taught about oral sex by age SIX
is disturbing. Sucking cock is one of the most important tasks in
life for *any* girl."

Jenna took a sip of her new cup, then rethought her previous
comment after seeing the newly dismayed girl. "But good job,
dear! It's still great that you told her and let her taste dick
on your mouth. I'm sure you'll be a great parent for your child
when she gets older." she finished, pleased at seeing April's
expression tune itself up.

Risking turning the conversation into a contest, Hailey opened
her mouth and finally revealed her secret, seeing no other
opportunity to present it. "I got my baby throat-fucked." she
said plainly, with more descriptive words failing her at the
moment under the excitement. Several of the girls started
whispering to the person next to them at hearing this, their
twittering lips still coated in freshly glistening sperm.

"Well, I wasn't expecting that Hailey!" Jenna stuttered, honestly
surprised by the young mother's brazen actions. "Teacher's pet."
Whitney muttered, sitting next to her. "I wasn't planning on
teaching you that for a class or two - you girls are truly
remarkable. Such *good* behavior!" Jenna squealed, her eyes
beaming as she picked up little Becca and cradled her in her own
arms while imagining a penis forcefully fucking through her
pursed lips or a pair of testicles slapping back and forth
against her pretty eyes.

"Babies only stay babies for a couple short years before they get
old enough to walk around and feed themselves... it's so nice
that you shared the bliss of these precious sex toys with a man.
It feels just like what these horse's feel when they have sex
with Terrica, except they have the added joy and excitement of
being fully aware of just what they're having sex with. A tiny
little immature cunt, fresh out of the womb. It makes my heart
swell thinking about what a positive influence you are... my clit
swells too."

Hailey blushed, adoring the compliments that her favorite teacher
was showering her with. Perhaps one day she'd do something as
fulfilling and rewarding as what Terrica came up with. A girl
could dream... "His dick slid in so wonderfully." Hailey moaned,
already touching herself thinking about it. "The expression on
his face as he fucked her - the way he fucked even *harder* when
he felt her trying to scream and gag against it? Oh god... why
are so many things like this so perfectly symmetric?" Hailey
continued, masturbating as she asked the question.

"It's like your sister said earlier... she guessed it." Whitney
jeered at Hailey, proud that she finally got an answer right
instead of the teacher's pet. "It's the natural order of things.
Girls are designed to be dominated and boys are designed to
dominate. This shouldn't be considered sexist... it should be
considered dualist. Yin and yang. For every reaction and equal
and opposite reaction. We submit, they take... it's how it's
meant to be." Jenna spoke, her voice softening as she uttered the
last sentence.

"So you're saying... you yourself even - what -" Andi stammered,
clearly unprepared for her lesbian ideals to be wrapped around
the concept of a male/female dichotomy. "Yes, of course I enjoy
letting boys own me... I live for it..." Jenna answered her with
a smile.

Britney piped up for once, finding a crack in the logic Jenna had
taught them so far. "And so, if that's true... ... what about
incubi?" she asked, referring to their missing male counterparts.
Jenna almost made her jump with how loudly and hilariously she
laughed then.

"Oh, you didn't think that I never did anything in college
besides microbiology did you?! You thought I was a hypocritical
teacher, not following my own code?!" she asked, still laughing.
"I have a husband..." she explained, knowing that her answer
would only trigger a dozen more. "Do you know how it feels for
someone to treat you as an equal one minute and then brutally
RAPE you the next?" she asked rhetorically. "That's what he did
to me one night in the laboratory when we were researching
alone... we had just stumbled across the most primitive form of
what eventually became JC-10."

"It was supposed to be an ingestible brain food drug; we both
tested one pill on ourselves. He lost control of himself... far
earlier than I did. After he forced me to clean my own vagina out
and swallow the juice he just raped into my degraded body, he
wiped the tears off my face with his dick and made me suck them
off... then he raped me again. At some point during the third
rape, I felt it. The same thing that Terrica felt - completely
helplessly under the command of *cock*. I felt like a worthless
fuckdoll plaything. The most primordial sense of the word
'cunt'."

"That's when I knew I loved him. And to this day no one can rape
me quite like he can, physically and mentally. Like the first
time he throat-fucked me... he had just finished raping my sister
after asking me to watch. I tasted her on his dick while he
plummeted into me, a drop of cum still inside his urethra from
the sperm he'd forced into her unwilling hole. Oh, to hear my
sissy scream into the pillows again..." Jenna licked her lips,
revelling in the sinful memory. "She's long since been broken,
long since awoken into being a proper cunt... just lke me."

"Just like *us*." Hailey corrected Miss Cone, looking down at her
daughter and hinting that she was including their babies in that
correction as well. Jenna nodded slowly, winking. "He discovered
the existence of JC-10, but I was the one the ended up perfecting
it. A romantic pairing of soulmates." she said, holding back a
devious laugh from how wild their plans together truly were.

"I wanted to stay in the USA, see what I could incite with what
we have here. Make lemons out of lemonade. My husband however, is
in Amsterdam..."


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"Don't think about it as crudely 'manipulating' people. We all
went through the same indoctrination, and we hardly lack free
will." Gabe said as the bus of 13 to 18 year old community
service volunteers continued on down the road. "It's still the
vitamin and brain food it was meant to be. Awakening the sex
drive is the healthiest thing you can do for a person.

Wouldn't you agree that your mother is happier now, sucking your
cock to sleep every night, than she was just a week ago?" he
asked, smirking in silent conviction as the young boy answered
yes.

"Do you like being hard all the time?" another question
confronted the boy. After another slow nod, Gabe asked a third;
"And you like feeling your mom humming her old lullabies to you
with your dick in her mouth?" which was met with several grins
and a resounding yes from the entire bus. After a round of laughs
and amused looks from the more mature teenagers who were each
seated with a girl that was quietly fingering herself, Gabe
segued into his next lesson.

"The purpose of taking you to this hospital is because it's a
hospital that I helped, and continue to help raise funds for." A
wave of surprise silenced the bus as they heard for the first
time the details of what their new community service instructor
was going to expect them to help with. "You've been learning how
to properly treat cunts or be cunts for almost a week now; it's
time that your training ended and your service to the public
began." He affirmed their assumptions, pausing for a moment as
the boys and girls pondered their work.

"It's no coincidence that I founded this hospital in Amsterdam.
My consort chose to stay in Nevada, which as you know is is the
only state in America with legalized prostitution - that opens
the door for JC-10 to permeate schools and families with far less
notice and far less resistance. Here in Amsterdam the resistance
is so small that it borders on *encouragement* with just the
slighest application of aphrodisiac."

The school bus drove over a pothole in the road, bumping several
dildos up into their wearers' vaginas and causing one girl to
bite her lip as she had a small orgasm. Gabe continued after
allowing the girl to regain her composure. "This hospital is no
exception - the combination of location and JC-10 allowed me to
create a place that truly saves lives in the most touching of
ways. I'll explain it to you all in detail once we arrive.

Gabe opened up a box that he had brought with him, revealing a
number of cologne bottles shaped like an orchid. "You know what
this is, guys. And I know you're eager to wear it. Someone under
the effect of this, especially for the first time, is so blasted
by their own sex drive that their mind is practically in a
hypnotic state; they'll be so susceptible to following sexual
ideas that they'll virtually be fighting against themselves as
their morality struggles with the eagerness of their exploding
lust."

Gabe finished recapping the effects of the chemical, ending with
one final reminder. "Just remember... it's not even necessary to
use it given enough time - the effects on the mind slowly become
more and more permanent - take extra pleasure in breaking them
while you can..." he trailed off, watching the female community
service volunteers blush as all of the boys and men around them
remembered how tantalizingly they'd struggled against being sex
toys before finally submitting. Even the girls now gleamed in the
dark pleasure of their own domination.

"While we wait for the bus to arrive, would you girls like to
have a present too?" Gabe asked somewhat rhetorically, already
picking up the separate box that he'd kept stacked underneath the
first. "The earlier colognes were for the guys and *these* are
for the girls." he said, revealing to everyone a plain box of
tampons. The girls' faces turned red from their immediate
humiliation at seeing such a cheap and degrading "gift".

"This is really what these should have been used for in the first
place - since you won't be having sex during our tour today
you'll replace your dildos with one of these. I imagine that by
the end of the day it will literally be sopping wet with your
sick lust." he began, passing the box to the first girl and
watching her pick up a tampon in complete embarassment. "When you
come home I want you to pull it out of your cunt, right in front
of your family, and then make your mother suck the juice out of
it while you explain to her everything that turned you on."

The next girl who had been passing the box stuttered, nearly
dropping the entire contents but accepting the totality of the
situation. She shuddered, but began to unzip her pants... She
knew she was preparing her own mother for the most revolting meal
of her life and yet she continued, drawn on not by fear of
reprimand but by the inescapable lust of her own submission...

"That's very good, Samantha... And what about you Shelly?" he
asked, addressing the third girl to be passed the box. "Are you
looking forward to shoving your own cunt-soaked tampon into your
mom's mouth?" he asked squarely.

"Yes..." she hissed softly, already blushing feverishly at the
sick admission. "But I - I - she doesn't even know what we do
during these volunteer trips... she's so innocent and-"
"I sprayed each of these tampons in JC-10 ahead of time... for
both your benefit - and to ensure her *eventual* cooperation at
your insistence. The moment you pull it out the chemical will
fill the room."
"Oh god... you're asking me to- to corrupt my own mother?"
The bus broke into a small chorus of light laughs and Shelly's
face turned as red as a fire engine. She regretted having chosen
those particularly dire-sounding words - she knew that girls were
meant to be cunts. She secretly exulted in the acceptance of
it... she just hadn't expected to have to break in her closest
family member! Gabe walked to the front of the bus briefly in
order to grab a bottled water that he'd left next to the driver
*just in case*, then returned to the middle of the bus where
everyone was still facing Shelly.

"The water in this is a bit murky, I'm sure you can see that.
Cloudy with whorls of discoloration. That's because I took all
the underwear that my consort mailed to me yesterday from her
classroom, and put it into a pressure cooker with some water. I
let it marinate *all* night, Shelly. And you're going to drink a
sip of it now, as punishment for calling our work 'corrupting'."
Gabe commanded her, pulling out his cock and beginning to stroke
it right in front of her along with the rest of the increasingly
horny boys.

"Oh, god... I can't. This is... too much... in front of
everyone!" Shelly stammered, her embarassment reaching an
ultimate apex. Without warning Gabe clasped one hand up her
miniskirt, snaking an index finger into her vagina and pulling
out abruptly. "Give in to your sex drive completely, Shelly.
You're already wet. Don't fight it. You'll get your chance to
call the shots and dominate eventually, but for now... for now
this is what you get for not leaping at the opportunity to
violate your own mother." Gabe whispered into her ear, slipping
his finger into her mouth and smiling in approval as he felt it
being licked by the tentative tongue in her mouth.

After a few seconds to regain herself, Shelly took the bottle
from Gabe's hand and looked at it. She could hear her classmates
enjoying themselves - the other cunts were enjoying themselves
even more as they eagerly sucked cocks while their masters
watched the act she was about to perform. And she would still
have to wear the tampon after this... "I wonder what all those
girls were getting wet about..." she whispered to herself under
her breath, referring to the cunt juice that had been extracted
from a classroom hundreds of miles away. Her secret lust to
actually drink the terrible concoction was reaching a breaking
point.

Shelly unscrewed the cap to the plastic bottle and brought it to
her lips, turning the end upwards and letting the dirty fluid
pour into her mouth. Instantly the taste of two dozen vaginas
rolled across her taste buds, becoming stronger as she flicked
her tongue through the fluid and let herself become even hornier
from tasting Hailey, and Whitney, and Britney, and Andi, and
April... *every* student in the entire female classroom - Jenna
had even tossed her panties in also! She didn't know any of them
- but now she knew what their cunts tasted like.

In a surprise to everyone, Shelly suddenly leaned over and
wrapped her hands around the nearest girl's neck, flinging her
backwards off of the dick she was sucking on and leaving her
mouth gasping open in surprise. With her fingers reaching wildly
up her own skirt and towards her cunt Shelly peeled her panties
aside, her other hand burying a tampon inside and beginning to
fuck it in and out like a piston as she locked her lips on the
stunned girl. Just as she had hoped, the bitch's instinct to
another person's lips on her own was to close in a kiss... the
two girls formed a french kiss instantly, the marinated crotch
juice splashing between their open mouths like a couple sharing
fine wine.

The other girl looked directly at Shelly and saw her eyes flutter
upwards into an orgasm; it was an almost effortless reaction for
her to feel the waving lust inside her friend's body and respond
to it; her finger was quickly inside her own vagina, rubbing her
G-spot as she simultaneously began to swallow the putrid mixture
in unison with the girl.

"That was a delicious sight, Shelly... I think you've learned
*exactly* the type of behavior I'm looking for." she told Shelly
directly after the passionate kiss had broken off. "Let her be a
lesson to *all* of you... blending domination and submission
properly is as important as JC-10 itself."

Shelly didn't stop at that, however - she continued doing the
same to all of the girls on the bus, filling her mouth with
another gulp of the filthy water and then splitting it 50/50 with
the next girl. Boy after boy quickly rose to an orgasm at
watching the hair-raising sight of debasement, giving the girls a
perfect breath mint to chase down their helping of cunt water
with.

"Here we are finally, boys and girls." Gabe spoke, coyly
addressing the boys who were in the process of finishing jacking
off into the girls' mouths. "Follow me, and I'll show you what
I've brought you all the way out here to learn." Gabe finished,
pausing to make sure the girls all had a tampon inserted into
their pussies before walking toward the hospital.

"Is this a nursing home?" one of the girls asked, noting the lack
of ambulances parked anywhere on the premises. "No, but you're
getting warmer." As the crowd of teen volunteers walked through
the revolving glass door at the front of the building Gabe
continued: "There are dozens upon dozens of unfortunate accidents
each year involving total paralysis."

"A person is left completely unable to move, unable to support
themselves. Being paralyzed from the neck down means that you
can't even breathe normally on your own, and need the constant
care and attention of professionals, which is an extremely
expensive and never-ending cost that many families sadly just
cannot afford regardless of insurance."

"There are a lot of victims that wind up having to be discharged
from the hospital, their days practically numbered from that
instant; the hospital would simply go out of business if they
didn't do what they had to do in order to pay for their supplies
though, so it's really just unfortunate with no clear-cut answer.
I've come up with a way for these situations to be avoided
entirely." Gabe explained, opening a hallway door and beginning
to walk down it.

The hall was narrow, but there were dozens of doors lengthwise
down one side. It looked similar in layout to a long motel
hallway; the track marks and thinned wax gave ample evidence that
heavy traffic came in and out of each of the doors and down to
either exit at the ends of the hallway.

"The families of these victims, when they happen to be female,
are offered the opportunity to join what we call the Hospital
Sorority." Gabe spoke while a man entered from the opposite end
of the hallway and began scanning the doors for a lit vacancy.

Each door appeared to operate similar to a public outhouse -
locking the door automatically rotated a lit sign above the door
to read "occupied" instead of "vacant". There were several doors
towards the middle where the light was off completely, and
judging by the lack of foot traffic the rooms weren't yet in use
for whatever their purpose was.

"If the victim is a child, then the decision falls to the
immediate parent/legal guardian by default. Even if the victim is
an adult, the nature of the injury and the fact that joining the
sorority can save their life means a parent can override their
decision."
"How do you save their lives?" a 14-year-old boy asked quietly,
curiosity building in his eyes as she took in the surroundings.

"Like I said, these patients would go terminal if they weren't
constantly tended and kept on a breathing apparatus. With their
spinal column damaged or their nervous system otherwise impinged,
they have no chance of ever living a regular self-sufficient life
again. We provide them all the care they need in the most
comfortable and charitable way. With only one requisite: their
guardian must sign consent for them to be cared for in certain
ways."

A man exited a door in front of the group and shuffled down the
hallway past the students while adjusting his belt. The curious
glances amongst the students were becoming more frequent, and
Gabe decided to quell their unanswered questions by opening the
door the man had just exited and motioning the class closer.

Inside was a small room not much wider than a closet with a
dimmable light and a small shelf midway up the wall of the far
side. On the shelf a wireless keyboard and mouse sat next to a
modern-looking electronic visor. On either side of the shelf
running vertically down the wall were two handlebars. Lastly, a
small circular hole was visible under the shelf and centered
between the handlebars.

"That's... a gloryhole!" another of the boys exclaimed, thrilled
that he was seeing the inside of such a booth for the first time.
"Yes, DJ, it is. It's a very modern set of gloryholes running the
full length of the hospital, down all four sides in different
hallways."

"On the other side of this wall is a paralyzed girl. She's kept
on a comfortable space-foam bed, but her head is kept hanging
just off the head of the bed so that her forehead is upside-down
pointed towards the wall. A smooth titanium mouth-ring is put
into her mouth behind her teeth."

Gabe was already walking out of the booth and left the door open
for the next visitor as he approached the other hallway exit.
"This mouth ring has two eye-holes on the sides which line up to
the side edges of her open mouth. Her head is then pushed forward
 against matching eye-holes that are drilled into the wall
itself.

Gabe finished exiting the hallway which opened up into an atrium
where several dozen men were lounging at a table and some nurses
were circulating to other rooms. Gabe walked towards another
door, this one with a restricted access sign, and entered after
swiping a card past a magnetic reader. He held the door open and
waited as all of his volunteers poured into Medical Ward A, where
a long row of beds was lined up mirroring the placement of the
booths on the other side of the wall.

"One of our doctors carefully winds a long thin matching bolt
through the wall, through the eye-holes in the wall and then
through the eye-holes in her mouth ring; as a last step we have
our doctor solder the bolt to the wall itself - this serves to
permanently bond the female's mouth to the hole."

The boys' desire to dominate was practically pulsing through
their cocks as they walked slowly towards a petite girl who only
appeared to be ten years of age. Gabe spoke quickly to a nurse in
the room, and the nurse promptly exited with a look of
excitement.

In the meantime for whatever was going to happen, Gabe reached
out a hand and ran his fingers over the young girl's throat,
brushing his way upwards and over her upturned cheek. His fingers
gently encircled the thin, moist pink lips of the innocent girl.
She was laughing on a playground only hours ago, and he thought
of what her pristine voice must have sounded like while
giggling...

His thoughts were both interrupted and completed when he heard a
door close behind him and the nurse uttering unthinkable words to
a woman she had escorted in: "Now she's going to be mouth-fucked
for the rest of her life."

The girl's mother was wearing a visitor's name-badge and the name
Heather was freshly printed on it. She was squeezing one fist
with the other hand and was understandably disturbed at seeing
her girl bound up so brutishly. "Your daughter is safe with us
now. Our staff will make sure she's absolutely healthy and that
she grows up to be a beautiful woman." the nurse consoled her,
hugging her left arm around her back.

Gabe nodded to the nurse that was standing by, and she nodded
back knowingly. Gabe addressed the mother directly: "We're going
to open up her booth now. But I want you to walk closer and hold
her hand for this. I want you to explain to her what's happened.
This should come from you, her mother, someone she trusts and
accepts rather than a stranger." Gabe coaxed Heather, gently
moving her in the direction of her only daughter.

"My god... she's so... she's just so helpless now..." Heather
cried, able to see the thin breathing tubes that were strung from
the nearby ventilation machine and which rose up each side of her
upside-down head before diving carefully into each nostril and
through her wind-pipe. "Do those... tubes hurt?" Heather asked
with concern in her voice.

"Oh no, not at all. We've made sure that they're as tiny and
discreet as possible. Her bed is as conforming and as modern as
they come too. The only thing she'll be able to really feel is...
you know what it is... tell her. She's awake now." Jenna
explained to her as the vital sign beeping coming from the
machine accelerated slightly in its rhythm while the girl
awakened.

"Vanessa... Vanessa it's me." Heather repeated to the girl as she
watched her daughter waking up and reeling from her lost
bearings. Her pulse rose higher as her she tried to move but
found her body unresponsive. "You hit your head during the
accident, honey. You hit it very hard... you- you-" Heather took
a gasp "-you're paralyzed from the neck down sweetie. Oh my god
I'm so sorry..." she started crying, but looked up in
astonishment as she felt Gabe prodding her to continue.

"Right now? Tell her NOW?" Heather whispered, barely concealing
her voice. "Would you like her to learn the hard way, or have you
with her the first time?" the nurse intervened dryly, reminding
her that the deal to save her daughter's life came with a heavy
price. Heather took a step closer to Vanessa and bent over,
gazing into her eyes as she began to whisper:

"Dear... this hospital is going to take care of you - you're safe
now - but to pay for it I signed a contract for you to stay in
their care. And while you're here... you're..." Heather paused,
and stuttered once more before managing to complete her sentence,
"You're going to please boys..." she trailed off again, finding
herself stammering in horror for two different reasons, each
trying to overlap the other in atrocity: one, because of what she
was allowing her daughter to be perpetually used for. Two,
because she felt... a tingle of sexual excitement... from this...

"Your mother is right, sweetheart." Gabe picked up where Heather
left off. "You have those breathing tubes giving you air because
not only does your body have difficulty respirating on its own,
but because when men are having sex with your mouth their penises
are going to be completely blocking your airway for extended
periods of time. And men will be pleasing themselves in you
constantly - so you see it's a double-necessity that you have an
alternate method of breathing.

Heather was still holding her daughter's hand when it suddenly
happened. It was utterly unexpected, shocking both of them to the
core. Vanessa would have arched her back and struggled if she had
the ability, but instead her only retort was a loud muffled
squeal that was quickly stoppered by the penis that thrust itself
unmercifully into her mouth and halfway down her throat until it
rested midway to the level of her collarbone.

The soft beeping from the machine was much more rapid now -
Vanessa was experiencing all the sensations of being orally raped
for the first time in her life, and she was understandably
panicked. She had no choice but to taste what a man tastes like
for the first time in her bright youth - and feel a man's penis
pulse as a small surge of precum loosened itself into her
whimpering body. Gabe pointed to small webcams that were
discreetly mounted to each of the bedposts and pointed inwards,
taking continuous footage of the bound preteen from all angles.

"The man on the other side can surf for whatever porn he wants,
and he can also switch through any of the cameras in this room,
including the ones pointed at Vanessa here. Lets see what he's
getting himself off to right now..." he said while calmly turning
on a television at the other end of the room. "Vanessa, like all
the girls here, will have a visor identical to the ones the men
wear, placed permanently over her eyes and ears. We don't want
our girls to feel bored or left out given the decades they'll
spend here - that would just be cruel. We let them enjoy and get
off to the same porn the boy raping them is watching, that way
they can feel socialized and learn new things 24/7.

Heather gasped but couldn't move, finding her own body as
paralyzed as Vanessa's as she watched the nurse attaching the
visor to her daughter's head and turning it on. Heather looked
the other way and saw that Gabe had finished synchronizing the TV
with what the man on the other side was viewing... he was staring
straight up Vanessa's gown. Undoubtedly getting off to the view
of her supple, milky-white flesh and her slightly parted legs.
Heather swallowed hard. She had no idea about JC-10 or the fact
that the man next to her was wearing it like a cologne. She
didn't have to know... she just had to feel... horny.

The slight lump in Vanessa's throat pulled out and the boys all
heard a muffled yelp as she tried screaming in protest. The cry
was weak - definitely not as ear-piercing as a little girl's
scream could be. "The air our girls breathe is mixed with a
powerful sedative similar to laughing gas. It's not meant to be
100% effective - it simply cuts down on how loud and long they
can protest, as well as how violently their throats can try and
vomit..." As if a traffic light had turned green the penis went
from hovering menacingly to bucking and heaving into the girl,
followed by her body's instinctive reaction to throw up.

Despite being paralyzed the instinct to gag and expel remained,
and a series of choppy, wet slapping sounds was audible as the
little girl heaved uselessly against the penis which continued to
fuck her with rising emphasis. Heather was so buried in her own
shame that she only then realized the television was showing a
new angle... the man was looking at the camera that went over
Vanessa's shoulder and showed them holding hands.

"It looks like your daughter's first rape gets to be a
mother/daughter scene. How touching!" Gabe patted Heather as if
his callous words were something to be proud of. "Look around
you. All of my boys and girls are eager to see this guy cum down
your bitch's throat. The time for beating around the bush is
over... help the man rape your daughter. This is her first... it
should be a good one!"

Heather felt like she was hit by a bomb-shell... she felt several
hands prodding her and gripping her, moving her hands towards
places they shouldn't have been going... but she was unable to
resist. She felt her palm being guided around Vanessa's throat,
allowing her unprecendented sensation to the penis pumping in and
out within it. Her left hand had been placed between Vanessa's
legs!

Snapping out of her sexual stupor with a shock, Heather tried to
recoil and step back away from her daughter. "My my, what a good
bunch of volunteers you all are becoming. I knew you'd all be so
eager to help get Heather and Vanessa going properly. Please go
on, don't stop... teach her the same way I've taught you." Gabe
coached the teens with an almost imperceptibly altered tone -
watching his youthful group being so proactive in their sexual
depravity was like an honor. He was so proud.

Heather felt like she was a puppet - first physically, but now
mentally. Her hands weren't being physically pushed about, but
she couldn't stop herself from staring at her daughter's crotch
as she cradled it. She couldn't stop herself as she curled her
fingers around and felt the subtle mounds of each labia hidden
beneath thin panties. She failed to stop herself as her hand
started to inch one finger, then two under the fabric... "Don't
be shy now, give the man a show... because the man raping her -
is your husband."

The words practically threw Heather to the ground with the force
of their impact. She felt as if as if an ethereal dildo had just
plunged straight through her vagina and up into her brain. The
last barrier holding her morals up snapped like the final support
on a suspension bridge, undoing everything.

With JC-10 continuing to erode her moral collapse into a gaping
maw Heather leaned forward feeling like her body was no longer
under her own control - she tasted every inch of Vanessa's flesh
as she kissed across her neck and gave her own daughter a hickie.


Her lips pressed gently into Vanessa's neck for several moments
and she felt the repeated thrusts of Vanessa's dad cramming his
cock down her throat. She began to plunge into her little girl's
virgin vagina in unison with the rhythmic feeling. Each thrust of
her father caused a slight lump of throat to roll past her lips
and then recede; it reminded her of the ocean tide pushing back
and forth against the shore. It was just as deceptively
powerful... just as serene...

Heather felt one of the girl's behind her now, embracing her from
the rear and wrapping her arms around her body as she started to
whisper into her ear like a demoness. Shelly lashed her tongue
out in a small lick before she started to control the sexually
unstable woman as if she was possessing her. "Don't stop
fingering her. I bet you can feel the contortions of her vagina
trying to cum and push you out in the same desperate movement.
Her paralyzed body knows what rape is... and what pleasure is..."

The little girl's eyes were wide open and gazing with shock right
into the visor that wrapped around them. She watched through the
perspective of the camera, like a twisted 3rd person observer to
her own rape. She saw her own throat through the camera's lens,
saw her own throat flexing and gagging as her dad continued to
plunge her... plunge her... plunger...

As the mistaken word crossed her racing mind, she realized it
felt like one was being used on her. Like when a plunger is lined
up with a clogged toilet and pumped back and forth, sending water
splashing and making deep sloppy sucking noises... except that
this waste hole was her *mouth*.

Eric watched his daughter through the visor, practically shaking
with lust as he watched her prone body finally being used for the
way it had cock-teased him the past several years. Every father
secretly, deep down, underneath it all, wanted to fuck his
daughter. He acknowledged this fully now, the facts unearthed and
brought to fruition thanks to a heavy dosing of JC-10 in the
waiting lounge prior to being told about her condition and then
told about her booth location.

The chemical merely awakened what was already slumbering deep
within... how could a man not want to taste his daughter's flesh?
Daughters genetically take half of their mother's looks, the same
looks that his wife attracts him with... and the other half? Who
hasn't once had a sexual thought about their sister? Genetic
similarity is a cause for attraction as well.

When both facets are brought together in the form of a tight
little girl it's a recipe for delicious incest each and *every*
time. It's as if nature intended it - there are dozens of species
on earth that perform incest, much to the deliberate ignorance of
the religious masses.

"When did I first look at her and think 'cunt' instead of her
name?" Eric asked himself while he continued to bottom out in her
mouth. Perhaps when she was four... no, three. Even at three she
had the first telltale signs of her mother, the first
unmistakable feminine features of a fucking hottie. And now his
lust for her was blossoming out right down into her body -
impaling her in desire.

Eric changed the camera angle with a double-click of the mouse
and was soon staring back up the legs of her little girl. He saw
his wife hesitantly but consistently fingering her! The rhythm
and urgency of his thrusts picked up, and he felt a small moan
from between his legs as Vanessa tried to whimper a protest once
again. "That's right. Stare at your own cunt while I fuck you..."
he moaned in pleasure as his dick was massaged from tip to base
by the slick passageway of his cute little daughter.

Now through the webcam he saw a nurse, the same woman that had
called him here and spoken in the waiting room, obstructing the
camera for a moment; when she stepped away he saw a thin plastic
tube leaving Vanessa's vagina, a tube the same as the ones going
into her nostrils. A vibrating egg was being taped to the girl's
clit on the top of her opening as well. Both the power cord and
the plastic tube joined together with a twist tie and then ran
off the bed and towards the machine that was helping keep Vanessa
alive.

"The tube connects to a foam dildo that's been shoved into your
daughter's cunt." Gabe's voice resounded loudly enough for the
webcam to pick it up clearly. "There is quite a bit of suction
going through that tube; the ventilation machine has been altered
to intake through that tube instead of it's air filter. Vanessa
will spend the rest of her life breathing through her cunt -
smelling it every minute of the day. She'll grow to think of her
mouth as a cunt as much as the men using her do." Gabe explained
to both the camera and Heather.

"The egg-vibrator turns on automatically when her pulse rises
past a certain threshold - whether it's because she's struggling
in disgust or giving into pleasure, it makes no difference... her
lack of control over her paralyzed genitals means that she'll
have no voluntary way to even stop herself from having an orgasm.
Again and again and again, until the little bitch cums... it's
the perfect training/reward mechanism."

"And finally, all of those nasty vaginal secretions will slowly
but surely get siphoned away through the foam dildo, past the
intake tube and trapped in the moisture bin where it normally
catches excess humidity in the air. Our girls are constantly
milked for girl juice... it provides the most elegant solution
for what to do when a mother has more than one baby to take care
of. It's hard or impossible to juggle more than one babe on your
cunt... we provide a cheap supply of pure cunt slime to feed your
children."

Two of the girls were ecstatic at these last remarks, breaking
out into questions about how and when and where they could find
the bottles of harvested cunt juice for their babysitting jobs.
Heather was re-entering her original shock as she watched the
machine beginning to pump air from Vanessa's cunt right into her
lungs. Vanessa's head struggled - she thrashed her head back and
forth, trying to loosen her mouth from the task of servicing her
dad and tasting her vagina at the same time; the scents of both
genitals were mixing in her lungs and forming the fresh smell of
sex. She felt herself growing sicker and sicker from the
unthinkable way her life was ending... and beginning.

Vanessa couldn't think of a worse turn her life could take... she
was only in 5th grade and here she was smelling and tasting her
dad having oral sex with her. She had a crush on a boy, and had
started to hang out with him during recess, but she hadn't even
kissed yet... and now she was choking on cock. She felt her own
spit brutally splattering out of her mouth and knew it must be
drooling down the wall on the other side of the hole that her
father was using. She had heard of sluts, she'd even called a
girl one for dating two boys at the same time once; now she was a
slut. She had no choice, there was no denying it.

"Can you imagine what she must be going through right now,
Heather? She's only *just* realized that she's been permanently
maimed in a car accident, and now her own parents are preparing
her for a lifetime of sexual slavery by raping her - she's still
pre-adolescent, her little cunt only just beginning to get
attracted by the opposite sex. She must be breaking down inside,
she must be going through shock at watching all of her hopes and
dreams for the future dying... instead of being a doctor or a
musician, she's going to be an endless mouth-cunt."

Eric was pumping with an steady vigor into the tight tunnel of
flesh. Occassionaly he would stop and pull the tip of his dick
until it rested at the entrance to her mouth and wait until she
realized he was hovering there. He would hold his dick with one
hand and begin moving it in slow circles at the entrance to her
mouth, slowly inching his penis inwards and feeling her
desperately trying to hold it at bay.

She couldn't control her body though, she couldn't even control
her head and jaws any longer; with one last flailing attempt at
feminine defense he would inevitably feel her thin, slick little
tongue wildly pressing against the end of his cock or gliding
around the sides and trying to angle it away.

Vanessa's struggle only forced her to fully taste her father -
forced her to keep her tongue wrapped around his dick-head while
he throbbed and oozed a bit of precum right onto her preteen
tongue. It would take months, maybe years to train her the way
the nurse promised earlier that she would be... and until then he
was going to thoroughly enjoy feeling her struggle against his
rape *each* and *every* time.

Once his cock could no longer last against her tongue-teasing, he
suddenly and without warning slid it down her mouth, feeling
every warm fold of flesh part as he strained his groin forward
until his dick was buried once again into her tight throat. But
this time he felt something different - he left his dick crammed
down her throat as he studied the strange sensation... was it her
throat doing this? He couldn't figure out what it was...

Until he changed the camera angle away from Vanessa's cunt and
back to her side-view. His wife had her hand cupped around
Vanessa's throat tightly now, as if she was choking her... but
she was beginning to glide her hand up and down the upper part of
Vanessa's throat like a sleeve; his wife was giving him a handjob
through the throat of their 10-year-old daughter.

Eric almost came right there, and both his wife and daughter knew
it. His dick was pulsing rapidly now, losing itself in the
delirium of sensation. Heather's cheeks were a fiery red - she
had let Shelly suggest for her to do this and she was DOING it.
She had felt Shelly beginning to finger her aching vagina and she
was LETTING her. It was an atrocity - it was the worst parenting
ever, it was something no child should ever have to bear... god,
it felt so good...

Heather leaned over and without any prompting from Shelly this
time she used her other hand to gently pinch Vanessa's nose
closed so that her nostrils hugged shut against the thin tubes
going into them. Her daughter was going to be breathing *nothing*
but her own cunt stench as she felt her father being jerked off
in her throat by her mom.

Heather had her first real, strong orgasm of the day. Hell, of
the week, and of the month, and of the YEAR. Nothing could
compare to the raging ecstacy of cumming while under the
influence of a depraved, sickening act like this. The embers of
her incestuous fire were fanned into an inferno at feeling it.

She began to jack off her husband with an ever-tightening grip
around Vanessa's neck. It was truly a good thing that the young
girl could still get air despite her airway being blocked - both
mother and father were working in unison to fuck her throat like
it was a new sex toy, like it was a new and kinky way to spice up
their marriage...

The sound of a plunger messily pumping into a toilet continued to
fill Vanessa's ears with harder and louder thrusts. She wasn't
sure what it looked like - she'd never actually *seen* a penis
still, but she was feeling it and she was beginning to have a
rough idea of what it must look like simply from how it was
undulating and pulsing against her heaving throat and struggling
tongue.

She suspected he was close to having an orgasm - to having an
ejaculation. She had thought boys could only do that in a girl's
vagina... it would be too gross to feel that in her mouth! She
shuddered as she realized that he was too far down her throat -
she wouldn't be able to choke up whatever came out! She'd have to
swallow...

Gabe had long since propped himself up on an unused bed next to
them and was completely nude from the waist down, piston-jacking
his dick with abandon. All of the boy's in the room were leaning
against walls or sitting on beds as well - and all of them were
leaking copious amounts of precum into their pounding fists.

The girls ground their vaginas in circles with their fingers,
their enjoyment of the grotesque parental rape only surpassed by
brief flashes of cruelly forcing their own mothers to suck the
cunt juice back out of the tampon they were soaking.

Gabe's cell phone rang suddenly, causing him to frown with great
disdain as he stopped his masturbating and answered the call. "My
god... that's it! Bring her in! She fell right into my lap after
all this cat and mouse!" he exclaimed, not even explaining
himself but instead running out of the room with his dick still
hanging out.

There was no time to be puzzled about that, however. Everyone's
attention soon refocused on the virgin 5th grader that was being
mouth-banged by her dad. Heather was getting faster and faster in
her jerking motions. Conversely, Eric wasn't even thrusting
anymore - he was pushing forward against the hole as deep as he
could go, burying his dick as far inside the girl as he could
force it. He didn't need to thrust; Heather was literally jacking
him off by using Vanessa's thin little throat, he could feel it
clearly and eagerly responded to every pump.

"Cum in her, darling... show her what she should have done years
ago." Heather encouraged her husband in a loud voice, loud enough
that he could hear her through the wall. Loud enough that Vanessa
could hear the words despite her brutal face-fucking. And in the
same loud tone, Heather began to speak directly to her:

"You're such a precious little doll... men are going to use you
like a doll for real now. And you know that boy that you have a
crush on? That's right... mommy knows about it. It's okay - I'm
going to make SURE that I bring him here, and I'm going to make
SURE that he fucks your throat. Multiple times."

Vanessa's eyes went cross-eyed... it was already too much feeling
everything going on, but to hear that her own mom was going to
have her first crush mouth-fuck her!?!? And they would never even
kiss... she would just be used as his slut! The ten-year-old
inadvertently triggered the vibrator to turn on...

Everyone could hear the beeping on the monitor had been hastening
over time, and now it had risen to a very quick pace. Her little
heart was beating so fast from the tornado of physical and
emotional turmoil spinning inside her. Beep beep beep beep beep
beep - everyone could hear the rushed pulses of her heartbeat.

Heather lined up each thrust of her hand to match the beats of
Vanessa's heart. It was so touching, so fucking *primal*...
throat-fucking her daughter in such an intimate way. Beep
*thrust* beep *thrust* beep *thrust* beep *thrust*. The girl was
jerking him off with each pulse of her veins. Each contraction of
her heart muscle was a contraction around his cock.

And her body, her little pre-teen body was reacting without her
volition, unsupressed by her mind... she was beginning to feel
twinges of pleasure, of terrible pleasure that she desperately
didn't want... Her vagina was utterly betraying her, forcing her
to become a part of the sick orgy!

She could have sworn she was dying in the following moments -
time stretched so far out that each beep lingered like a
high-pitched trumpet blast. Her dad had started throbbing with
larger and larger pulses, and by blocking her throat for so long
saliva was starting to get backed up... her instinct was to
swallow despite the huge obstruction. She started to swallow
repeatedly, each undulation allowing a small amount of spit to
suck its way into her belly.

Eric suddenly felt the tightest, most arousing sucking feeling
he'd ever felt in his life. It felt like the strongest vaginal
orgasm in the world wrapped around his dick - Vanessa continued
to swallow, tightly constricting her throat muscles in a wave of
squeezing that continued to ripple across the entirity of his
shaft.

Hot spit slickly siphoned its way past the end of his cock, and
on top of that her mother was still vigorously jacking him off
through her immature little throat. The young bitch didn't mean
to, but she unwittingly played the final note in her own rape
symphony...

He released without regard for her frail preteen emotions... she
felt a boy ejaculating for the first time in her life and she
felt the most violated she had ever been. Heather felt him
spurting - her hand had frozen, further creating the illusion of
slowed time.

She kept her hand pressed against Vanessa's throat and could feel
each wad of semen being ejaculated straight within her underage
daughter's neck. Heather began to orgasm under the frantic
finger-fucking that Shelly was bestowing upon her - she let her
cunt drive her thoughts completely as her thighs began to quiver
in the lust of watching her daughter be debased.

"Good girl... service that cock. You'll be doing it a LOT more."
Heather moaned, revelling in the smaller and smaller pulses of
the cock lodged within her little girl's flesh. Vanessa had
started to gag and cough even harder than normal once she felt
the hot sticky fluid filling the middle of her throat.

As Eric slowly withdrew his oozing cock she nearly puked the vile
fluid out... but Eric had clapped a hand against the opening to
her mouth, trapping it in. The way her head was positioned was
designed to maintain a straight line from the end of her throat
all the way to the beginning of her mouth; it was only a matter
of time before the semen began to trickle across her tongue and
pool at the base of her throat again.

She tasted sperm for the first time. She tasted the very sperm
that she was created from. She tried to think of candies and
cakes and sodas... anything else...

"That's right Eric. Make her drink it. I don't think I mentioned
to the rest of you the best part of this hospital arrangement. We
pay for these medical costs in two parts. One is with the small
$5 fee that we charge visitors for using our guests. The other is
by removing the cost of food altogether... it's the most
expensive and never-ending cost that a family or business can pay
for."

"The only thing that our girls ingest is the semen that's shot
into their throats. Some of our girls are too paralyzed to even
swallow on their own, and in those cases it's even better that we
have this arrangement - men can fire semen straight towards their
gullets and they don't even have to worry about proper etiquette
or whether they'll swallow it all. They will."

"Our girls swallow anywhere from half a liter to two liters of
semen each day, depending on how many men use them. They're kept
open for use 24 hours a day and we give them sedatives at night
so they can sleep while still being mouth-raped. They only have
to manage 4 men per hour to get a healthy liter of sperm... and
we drive a *lot* of business into here."

"You probably noticed the men waiting out in the lounge while I
provided this tour for all of you. There are men in these girls'
throats practically every minute of every day. They are cum-dumps
in the most literal sense."

Vanessa orgasmed last out of the sick family threesome. She
orgasmed while listening to how much semen she'd be fed each day.
She couldn't stop it - her cunt was on auto-pilot with the
vibrator turned on. She literally had no way to send the signal
to her vagina to stop... she could only feel the signals coming
from *it* into her mind. It was the one in control now, not
her... she felt like she was going to go insane, being forced to
cum while she heard about herself being treated like a filthy
sperm bank.

Gulp. Gulp. Gulp. Vanessa finally started to swallow the fluid
when she felt it slowly ooze lower down her throat, tickling it
in a warm line. It was thicker than she thought it would be. The
consistency of sperm was the least of her concerns - she was
breathing heavily into the air tubes due to her ongoing orgasm
and the machine had automatically upped the amount of oxygen to
compensate for her hungry lungs.

She would have been panting if there wasn't a hand still cupped
over her mouth sealing it tight. And instead of fresh oxygen she
was rewarded with a stream of damp air delivered straight from
her vagina - she smelled her own orgasm. Her cheeks began to
blush as she had no choice but to breathe the aroma of her
saturated cunt deeply, letting it mix with the taste and smell of
semen.

"Your mouth must taste so rancid with all of that mixing together
inside!" Heather feigned concern over the event, finding it
unthinkably alluring to watch all the chemicals for sex stewing
together in her daughter's mouth. "You'll learn to like it, dear.
Your mouth will probably start to water at the smell of your own
orgasms. Your tummy will start to rumble, not for macaroni and
cheese, but for another thick splatter of ejaculate into your
mouth. You'll learn, honey..."

Heather had started to finger *herself* as she uttered those last
sentences, condemning her child to a life of sex and taunting her
with the future of the inevitable depraved results...

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"Well, well well... I'm glad to see that you all had such a
touching family moment. I've queued the nurses to open up the
lounge doors and let men start flowing freely through the halls
again." Gabe said from behind them with a bubbly voice.

Everyone in the room turned to look at him - he was pushing a
wheelchair into the room with him, a pregnant woman seated in it.
The woman was in her mid-30's with petite features despite her
expanded torso. Several velcro straps looped around her arms and
legs and neck, forcing her to stay sitting against her will.

"I always strive to be a positive force in the world. I'm
teaching the ways of proper sexual conduct and I'm even helping
paralyzed girls maintain a healthy vibrant life against all odds.
But sometimes criminals have to be taken care of as well." Gabe
said, revealing a tone in his voice akin to a judge sentencing an
offender.

"Jill is an undercover police officer. She's spent a dozen years
tracking and bagging pedophiles and rapists; she started spying
on me months ago, noticing what I do and discovering clues as to
how I do it. She even had the gall to pose as a prostitute in a
brothel once, as if she deserves to be associated with such
distinguished women, a lowly prude like her..."

Gabe glared at Jill to match the glare that was already level
with him. The two opponents almost burned the air with the hatred
billowing off their bodies. Suddenly Gabe's glare curved into a
smile as wicked and as curved as a scythe.

"You're put dozens of my friends in jail, merely for having sex
with children. Dozens of men and women losing years of their
life, even their *whole* life, simply for lusting over obviously
hot little cunts that should be simply taught to *please*
strangers instead of fearing them."

"Your old parenting ideals are all wrong, and *you* are all
wrong. I'm setting the world right, one person at a time now."
Gabe took in a breath, preparing to utter the words he had waited
so long for:

"And so I caught you. Even with all your care to wear a gas mask
and avoid the effects of JC-10. Even with your precautions in
wearing gloves and multiple layers of clothing. Your superiors
simply won't believe wild accusations that a miracle chemical
like this could actually exist... you got desperate, and sloppy."

"You let your focus on me and my 'impossible' feats blind you to
the obvious..." Gabe taunted. "You went into the hospital for an
exam after feeling what you felt was an early contraction at only
six months, yes? Definitely something any mother would be worried
about..."

"Well you let your guard down! My employees were more than happy
to notice your face, call me, and then sedate you at my command.
I always had something planned for you, but thanks to your
looming pregnancy I've re-evaluated what to do with *both* of
you..." Gabe laughed out loud, turning around and winking at his
classmates.

"No age is too y-o-u-n-g." He said to her, enunciating the last
word out slowly. And with that, Jill's eyes went from raging
hatred to tiny specks of pupils - she was trying to fathom what
was in store for her. But she was still wrong. "My daughter..."
she whispered, referring to the tiny female within her body.

Gabe took the growing silence as an opportunity to prove himself
to his rival. Walking around Jill he brushed his fingers along
her neck and down the valley of her breasts, getting her
attention and directing everyone's eyes onto the two.

He stood directly in front of Jill, combing his eyes up and down
her body, mentally raping her ahead of time. "JC-10, officer
Brooklyn..." he said soothingly, staring straight at the woman's
crotch now, "It starts slowly at first, overcoming the initial
barriers like floodwater over a dam."

"Soon it erodes the entire dam... unlocks those knotted
tangleweeds of morality from your brain and releases the typhoon
of primitive sex inside us all... even you." he was stroking her
hair gently now, ignoring her grunts and the fact that she was
shaking from the fear of what she might become.

"It's the most passive of any mind-affecting drug on the market,
dear. It doesn't suppress any nerves, it doesn't fill your head
with toxic chemicals... it just sets the source of your thoughts
flowing from the right place. You never lose your memories or
free will - when you finally give in, you'll have nobody else to
blame..." Gabe said, staring head dead in the eyes.

"I want you to be an example for anyone else who crosses me or my
consort in our campaign." Jill jerked her head around in a panic,
then glanced down at her belly after hearing the threat. "Oh
no... you're not going to be a martyr. I abhor murder! No, you're
going to be one of my best *friends*. You're going to be one of
my prime trophy girls... The first of my police reform..."

Jill started screaming again at the outrage of hearing that she
could ever be turned against her deepest morals, against her
strongest friends, against her own family values... A hand cupped
itself tighly against her mouth, silencing her. "Shhhh... I
haven't even gotten to the best part, officer..."  Gabe said,
motioning down at her midriff and caressing her body. "You're
only pregnant six months, far too early to give birth still, but
guess what?" his voice lowered itself to a whisper now:

"We're going to induce labor."

Half an hour later Gabe had a smile on his face as if he'd won a
golf tournament. "I've been talking about this excitedly with my
consort for months now!" he exclaimed, gently stroking Jill's
thighs. She was strapped down on a gynocological bed, her legs up
and spread in the proper birthing posture.

"You've been given quite the cocktail of drugs, Jill. Or more
accurately, your cunt has. Inch by inch, a very powerful and
long-lasting off-the-market anesthetic has been shot into various
regions of your vagina. You're in luck that me and my wife have
both the knowledge and resources to produce such a powerful
pain-reducer. The benefit isn't solely for your labor though..."

"It's because you're going to stay stretched for a very, VERY
long time and your body will need quite a while to adjust to its
permanent new 'appliance'." Gabe said, while administering a drug
to induce labor into the IV entering Jill's arm. Jill struggled
to open her mouth and scream at hearing the insane threats
wielded at her, but found she couldn't open her lips.

"Don't worry about that... your lips have been sealed shut with
liquid bone cement, the same type used to fix joints. It's
incredibly durable and meant to stay within the body - it won't
be coming out anytime soon without the proper dissolving
compound. Your mouth is firmly locked." Gabe explained, gently
stroking her lips and bending down to kiss them.

Jill tried to jerk her head wildly to the sides, her eyes glaring
at him like a wild animal, but between the strap around her
forehead and his grip on her chin, she had no choice but to feel
his lips on hers in a sadistic false-lover's kiss. Her pupils
shrank into specs as he pulled away - she felt her first labor
movements.

"Give her a bit of sedative. Not too much, just enough to stop
her struggling and slow the birth a bit." he directed one of his
assistants. "You must be struggling in horror right now... your
baby still has three months to go before she's ready to come out,
it's far too soon!" he yipped, deliberately mocking her in a fake
female voice. He laughed, and although she couldn't feel any
pain, she felt a dulled pressure entering her crotch area. The
baby was coming fast.

The next few minutes were agony to Jill. She had no idea what her
terrible criminal suspect was going to do to her - she had no
idea he would stoop so low as to bring her unborn child into
this! Her mind was flashing a thousand different colors of angst
as she felt Gabe and his depraved assistants helping ensure the
labor continued. The child could hardly live outside of her this
young... it was murder...

"It's not murder." Gabe said, the hilarious timing of his words
slapping her into stillness. "Me and Jenna, we have no intentions
of murder... quite the contrary, we're going to *ensure* that
your little girl is a healthy cunt." he finished, then whipped
his fingers around in a clever gesture that the assistant's had
been waiting for. Immediately several syringes went into Jill's
body. "My baby..." was the last thing she thought before the
silence of a black-out enveloped her.

Jill didn't know how much longer it was, how much time had passed
before she awoke. She was in a bedroom, she made out that much
with her blurry vision and groping hands. After a few moments she
was able to make out a small window in one wall where the last
red rays of a crimson sunset were falling into the earth. The
color of blood... and MURDER. Jill threw herself into action,
forcing her legs off the bed.

Almost immediately Jill collapsed back down into a sitting
position, her body sending her so many new signals that she
thought she was surely hallucinating. The painkillers from
earlier were still hard at work, but she could clearly feel a
tight fullness in her crotch. It felt as if Gabe had filled her
vagina with a dozen dildos out of some sadistic glee... Jill
realized she had no reason to stay trapped in her clothes now
that her hands were finally freed.

In a rush Jill unbuttoned her pants, yanking them down in uneven
jerks and carelessly tossed them aside. With a few hasted pulls
her panties came down down and off, and Jill bent down to
immediately probe her vagina with her fingers, furiously
determined to remove whatever sick sex toys had been embedded
within. And then she was going to FIND her baby.

No sooner had she started digging her fingers past her labia and
into her vaginal opening than she felt the moisture of her vagina
change. It was suddenly dry, like fleshy rubber. She probed a
finger around deeper and felt no obstruction, no sex toy, just
the much drier flesh... a mixture of puzzlement and horror began
to cloud her thoughts as she tried to imagine what they did to
her to cause this kind of biological reaction...

With a shock Jill heard a door open, swiftly turning her eyes and
seeing that a clear sliding glass door had been at one corner of
the room with Gabe standing behind it the whole time. He stepped
through the doorway, closing it and silencing the distant clamour
of voices off that briefly followed from behind it. There were
many people in the building, Jill realized. Maybe one of them
would help her if she got out of the room where she was being
held...

"I was waiting for you to wake up and 'inspect' yourself, Jill."
he grinned, then bent down and hugged her with a heartfelt
gesture, as if she'd just done something profound for him. Jill
grew even more confused, her body slowing into a stupor. "Thank
you. You were a complete success."

Gabe walked in front of the bed where a large television was
centered on a wooden entertainment center. Opening a lower
cupboard he pulled out a device that looked like a long paddle,
almost like a miniature oar; it was attached to the TV by a long
power cord. He picked up the paddle and walked it towards Jill,
slowing down as he reached her. "Do you want to see your baby?"
he asked simply.

Seeing no reason to struggle against what inevitability might
await her now, Jill allowed Gabe to lay her back with her head
against a couple of pillows so that her head stayed staring at
the television. "This is a sonogram machine, as you probably
guessed. The wand is larger than normal - it's usually used for
livestock; I figured it would come in handy since your baby is in
a standing position rather than curled up."

Gabe flipped the switch to the device and the TV flickered for a
moment as it began to process the signal the sonogram paddle sent
back. Jill continued staring at the television in disbelief - her
mouth would have been hanging open if it hadn't been glued shut.
"That's right, Jill. The baby is still in your cunt. We
deliberately interrupted the labor."

Jill's blood felt like it was curdling in its veins as she
listened to Gabe continue to explain what she was looking at:
"The vagina obviously stretches to a potentially astounding scale
given the different sizes of baby that pass through. Your baby's
head was *just* about to poke it's way out of your vagina when I
gave the signal to stop your labor contractions - and stop them
permanently."

"Normally the placenta and umbilical cord would stop functioning
within a day or two after birth - but in this case your labor
never completed and your baby is still connected to the
umbilical. She's still healthy and growing, but your vagina has
essentially become your new uterus, with only her feet still
resting inside her old home."

"The point of all this though... was here." Gabe said, rotating
the paddle to the side of her waist, giving both of them a
cross-section view of the baby that was lodged inside her
mother's cunt.

"In a visually similar method used on our paralyzed patients, we
painstakingly turned the baby to be laying flat on its back
within you. We then tilted its tiny, fragile head further down
until its mouth was level with the angle of your fuck-tunnel. And
then... then we carefully and gently used pediatric sutures to
sew the baby's lips to the inner walls of your cunt. That's what
you felt when you put a finger inside earlier."

"Don't worry, the sutures are quite strong - they're made for
holding ligaments and bones together. They could withstand
hundreds of pounds of torque before breaking. As a final touch we
injected your baby with a hormone to ensure that her teeth don't
try and grow in. We might allow that after she's born, but
definitely not now..."

Jill had been lost in the shock of the words even though her mind
hadn't been fully unspooling them into comprehension - she felt
like a cartoon character who runs off a cliff and then falls only
after finally letting reality catch up to them. There were no
words to describe what she was feeling as a mother...

"Don't worry, an unborn baby's ligaments are *incredibly*
flexible while they're still forming. Her little jaws stretched
easily to the sides of your vaginal walls. And when a man gets in
bed with you to have sex, and puts his penis in her incredibly
tiny body - it will stretch her out beyond reason - but she'll
stay bright and healthy, a perfect cum-dump."

Jill snapped out of it, the vulgar confirmation of how she was
expected to use her new "vagina" sending her into a fit of fury.
She was still completely off-balance from the barrage of tight
sensations her lower body was sending her and the sluggish way
the anesthetized area responded to movement commands. Gabe had
only to hold her down by the neck to stymie her. She flailed her
arms against him, and he grabbed one of her fists and began
carrying it down... towards her cunt.

"An unborn baby doesn't yet produce saliva - there's no purpose.
You'll have to keep her mouth and throat slicked up purely with
your cunt juice. You'll be starting that... NOW." he said, then
stood up off the bed to go get something from the entertainment
center. Jill lifted her head up... and saw a room full of boys
surrounding her.

They were Gabe's community service volunteers, ranging in age
from 13 to 18 - it seemed impossible that kids so young would
agree to it, but they helped hold Jill down against the mattress
as Gabe finished picking a bright purple dildo up off the top of
the entertainment center.

"You'll relent to it, Jill. You'll relent, and you'll do it
without us even having to worry about you resisting... do you
know why?" Gabe taunted, lust flashing in his expression.

"Because you won't be eating or drinking anything the next three
months." he said, matter-of-factly.

"The umbilical cord is an exchange of resources, a cellular
osmosis of nutrients and waste. It's why a mother can eat and the
baby absorbs nutrients - why it can release toxins during the
growth process and they be absorbed and taken care of by the
mother's body. It had never even been conceived of to run the
nutrient-absorbing cycle in the opposite direction... until now."

"Men will fuck your cunt - they'll be fucking your unborn baby.
And each and every load of semen will fire itself right into the
little bitch's brand-new digestive tract. And as she gets enough
sperm to digest and eat... there will be enough extra nutrients
for the umbilical cord to carry to the placenta, where the
osmosis of resources will occur with your body, and you'll
actually GAIN nutrients from your baby instead of vice-versa."

"You'll actually FEED from your baby instead of feeding it. You
will literally live from the cum being raped into your little
fetus girl. You'll gladly walk the halls of this fine
brothel-house as a prostitute. You'll wear slutty clothes and
you'll even masturbate to keep your "vagina" wet. You'll be
fucked practically every hour of your long work shifts for the
next three months in order to keep your baby AND yourself from
starving..."

Jill thought she had been shocked before, but this was beyond
inhumane... she was going to have to... to actually ACT like she
wanted this! "You have no choice. We're keeping you within this
building the next three months. You can use every facility...
except the front door. Our bouncers will keep it closed to you
until your baby is finally ready to be... hmmm... born again?"
Gabe laughed heartily, sending a cold surge of panic into Jill's
heart.

Jill's soul was imploding in on itself. She had spent her whole
life opposing prostitution, arresting criminals in other states
and trying to finally ban it in Nevada. She'd spend her whole
life putting pedophiles behind bars - sometimes even reducing
them to a lethally-injected corpse. She'd spend her whole life
with one man, having only had sex with one faithful man...

And now she was going to slut around for months, offering her
body to any man who gave her a passing glance. And when they
fucked her, not only would they be inside her, but they'd be
inside her precious unborn baby - fucking half its body with
their hammering thrusts. The ultimate prostitution. The ultimate
pedophilia. The ultimate adultery.

Like a light bulb being smashed, the three abyssal fates smashed
into Jill like the ground rushing up from a free-fall, and her
will to resist shattered... she was broken... and she had no
choice but to relent.

With her eyes glazed over in the aftermath of a dead conscience,
Jill took the purple dildo from Gabe's outstretched palm, like a
gift. She looked at it as a terrible intruder waiting to happen,
a monster. She looked up and saw all of the boys still
surrounding her, now with their dicks out in sick excitement.

She realized that her mind had ignored earlier to even register
the willing girls in the room. They were actually sucking cocks,
actually fingering themselves, actually watching with just as
much excitement as the males. She couldn't believe that her own
gender could betray her so completely, could give into such
wicked sinful lust... she couldn't believe that even girls had
this in their cores...

The tip of the dildo touched her pussy lips. As soon as it did
she felt herself growing moist... Gabe had soaked the dildo in a
bucket of JC-10 for hours before giving it to her. Even her own
body was a betrayer now, an aspect of her own inner destruction,
she thought. "The vaginal secretion that builds up on the other
side of her mouth, sealed away and oozing from the back of your
cunt? It will eventually become a surrogate kind of amniotic
fluid. Instead of constantly floating in natural fluid from the
womb, she'll be submerged in your cunt juice."

The thought made her shudder, and the involuntary shaking of her
arm made the dildo wiggle itself in past the opening of her
labia. Her juices were beginning to flow more freely now - the
chemical was working magnificently on a physical level despite
her complete mental resistance - she wondered how long it would
be until her mind gave in too...

She forced herself with the most painful decision of her entire
life to begin moving the dildo inwards. It slid easily past the
half-centimiter of flesh that was her own cunt-tunnel, before the
texture changed and she realized the dildo was at the tip of her
daughter's hopelessly open mouth. This was where it happened,
this was the point of no return - the point that she would break
irrevocably. After several agonizing seconds that felt like hours
in hell... her arm began to coax the dildo further inwards.

"Oh, god..." she thought to herself, moaning in panic as she
began to push the dildo in and out in short flicks. Each push
went just a tiny bit deeper, carrying more cunt slime further
into the fetus's absurdly small mouth cavity. It was half the
size of a newborn baby still... it's mouth was stretched out
obscenely to be able to accomodate a girth the size of a grown
woman's vagina!

"It's okay, Jill... her still-forming body has extremely flexible
non-rigid structure right now. Every limb is more flexible than
your nose or ear, able to be pulled and stretched immensely."
Gabe told her, in a disturbing attempt to somehow *comfort* her.

She immediately thought of those women in foreign countries that
insert huge ear-loops into their ears, permanently stretching
them out over time even after the earring is removed... was her
baby going to be born with her mouth and throat permanently
stretched out by penises!? The thought made her die inside.

And still, she had no choice but to continue. Despite the awful
idea of a permanently throat-fuck-stretched child, she
continued... and her pushes began to hit the back of the fetus's
mouth. She was wrong before when she said she had gone past the
point of no return... THIS was the point of no return. She closed
her eyes, and would have wanted to kill herself if she wasn't
responsible for preserving the baby's life... she started to push
the dildo in past the small resistance her thin and delicate
throat presented.

Such thin, supple flesh, easily swept aside... nobody had any
idea of knowing what the unborn baby was thinking with its
still-primitive, still-forming brain as the sex toy leapt further
and further into its body, carrying female juices with every
thrust.

The boys could hear a sticky sound as she was pushing now - her
pussy juice was caking to the previously dry skin of the
pre-infant's throat and was clicking in wet soppy noises just
like a real cunt. They all knew that the girl's mother was
providing the lubrication - the little taste buds on the tiny,
tiny sliver of a tongue in the fetus's mouth awakened for the
first time and processed the taste of cunt juice. The dildo began
to thrust even further - it was barely an eighth of the way in!

Jill wanted to get it over with now. Her caution was just
belaying the inevitable and drawing the tragic action out even
longer. She began to thrust with deeper and harder thrusts. She
felt tugs of resistance and felt like she had her hand on
someone's knuckles as they were popping them; the baby's bones
and ligaments were stretched out like taffy, each vertebrae
popping as it moved out of alignment and stretched under the
attack of the sex object pushing through.

THRUST pop-pop-pop-pop... THRUST pop-pop-pop-pop... THRUST
pop-pop-pop-pop, the fetus was having it's anatomy rearranged to
become a living sex cavity. It felt so brutal repurposing her
daughter this way... the popping finally ended as the dildo
finished its conquest over the delicate esophagus and entered the
realm of the fetus's stomach.

Jill looked up at the boys, pleading with her eyes to let her
stop - but she knew they wanted her to push it in ALL the way.
They wanted her to masturbate her juices down the full length.
Jill squelched her eyes shut in a grimace, and pushed further in
with the dildo which was now a third in.

The next few thrusts were relatively easy - until the fetus's
gagging reflex finally kicked in. Such a young life-form wasn't
supposed to even be eating, it was no wonder it took so long to
react. The fetus had been laying flat from her vagina all the way
back to her uterus, so as she heaved and her legs kicked, Jill
felt her uterus being brushed and bumped by tiny feet.

She continued to thrust, trying to ignore the dizzying sensation;
the fetus's arms began to heave as well - they were trapped at
the baby's sides thanks to all the constrictive force of being
lodged in Jill's vagina, but nevertheless Jill felt the little
limbs jerking on either side of her pussy. She pushed in harder,
hoping it would somehow quell the reflex into abating...

The dildo was no larger than a regular penis, so it was a
terrible foreboding sign of things to come when she felt the
dildo reach the end of the tiny stomach after only being embedded
halfway inside Jill's cunt! She was growing desperate with her
attempts to end the humilation and defeat, she began thrusting in
and out with even deeper cycles.

The dildo pushed *further* in; having no place else to go it
reached the opening to the fetus's duodenum, where the stomach
ended at and attached to the small intestine - and slipped
THROUGH it. The dildo went in, thrust after thrust, going
endlessly deeper into the outrageous fuck-tunnel.

Quickly the dildo was sliding into intestine itself, re-arranging
part of its naturally crumpled and twisted shape into a stretched
out and solid line as the dildo forced it into being a
fuck-sleeve. This went on for several seconds despite Jill's
increasingly panicked thrusts - she had been watching the entire
thing on the sonogram and was so desperate to end the ordeal that
she could no longer focus on anything else.

After straightening out nearly half of the length of twisted and
curled up intestinal hose, the dildo had penetrated straight down
the baby's mouth, through it's throat, through it's stomach, and
continued in a straight line down its abdomen until the dildo
finally bottomed out just above the FETUS'S tiny sac of a uterus.
The feeling must have been intense for the little bitch.

Without saying even a word of explanation, Gabe reached his hand
to her crotch and took her fingertips which were holding the
dildo, and pushed the sex toy inside until her labia covered it
and it disappeared. "This is how you'll walk around when you're
not being fucked. At *all* times." he commanded her. "And one
more thing... you'll have it ON." he quirped, taking Jill's own
fingertips and pushing them into her vagina and using them to
flick the small switch on the base of the device.

Jill hadn't been prepared for this... she didn't know the dildo
vibrated, nor did she know that it twisted and turned as well!
She still had her eyes frozen on the sonogram machine, so she
clearly saw the dildo flexing and weaving and rotating in circles
around her baby's entire abdomen, sliding her guts around in
steady circles and vibrating so hard that the sonogram image
appeared blurry... not only could she see it, but she could feel
it.

Jill could actually feel the probing tip of the dildo rubbing
circles around the inside of her vagina; she couldn't possibly
*not* feel the massive wave of vibrations sending sensations to
every inch of her flesh and teasing her clitoris. Like the horse
arcing up through the girl's stomach, the dildo was pressing
straight through the fetus's belly-skin with its rotations - it
was forcing Jill to feel her G-spot being rubbed on... by her own
infant's flesh.

She couldn't help it. The sensations were too powerful in
combination with the JC-10. Despite her every ounce of willpower
to deaden any and all reactions, the tiniest quiver of her vagina
caused the fetus to feel a slow undulation start from its head
and squeeze its way down. The fetus kicked in surprise to the
squeezing pulsation - between its mother's vagina pushing in and
the dildo pushing out it must have felt like it was inflating and
deflating at the same time. Like being flung to the bottom of the
sea and out into the vacuum of space simultaneously.

The kicking of the fetus was jostling her uterus around and the
arms flinching at each side of her vagina was only adding more
sensation in addition to the steady whirring circles of the dildo
rolling around. Her cunt quivered again, and then the vibrations
across her clit made her quiver again. It was the beginning of a
terrible, terrible chain reaction. She couldn't believe her body
would humiliate both of them like this!

"Did you know that both genders can orgasm at any age? The
response is reflexive, brought on by nerves being activated and
sending the right signal. It's the reason vibrators work - they
just tickle and toggle the right nerve endings into firing. And
guess where the tip of this dildo is at in your little girl?"
Gabe asked her sadistacally, watching the sonogram machine with
as much interest as she was. When Gabe had pushed it in all the
way, the tip of the dildo had pushed down her empty uterus and
finally nestled at the top of her back of her cervix.

The dildo was still housed inside her intestine, but it was
pressing firmly on the tiny nub of a muscle that was her
fetus-sized cervix. The vibrations of the dildo were being
directly throbbed right into the muscle, where they continued on
across the walls of her infinitesimal vagina and resonated into
her little dot of a clit!

"Watch, as your little bitch gets off with you... she has no
chance of resisting - the JC-10 has already encouraged those
neural pathways of her growing brain to stay active, and her body
is already sending the signals. She isn't even self-aware yet...
but she'll fucking cum."

Jill wasn't even blinking anymore - the torrential downpour of
feelings bombarding her cunt was more powerful than a master
hypnotist. She felt like she was fighting the current of a
whirlpool in the middle of an ocean, it was hopeless and she felt
herself giving in a bit more with every passing second.

Gabe turned a knob on the paddle and it zoomed in on her
daughter's miniature vagina. He looked at Jill's face with
pleasure as he saw that she was breathing hard - both from
pleasure and hatred and the corrosive interplay between the mixed
feelings. She thought she had been broken already... but she was
WRONG.

The sonogram machine was zoomed in and centered, Gabe held it
tightly against her skin and then used a roll of tape from his
pocket to keep it firmly anchored against being moved out of
focus. It was showing her daughter's vagina. "Yo dawg, we heard
you like vagina, so we put a vagina in ur vagina..." Gabe said,
managing to crack a joke during the most horrible moment of the
mother's existence - she saw the vagina clearly starting to
throb.

"So you can cum while SHE cums." Gabe finally finished the
internet meme with a twist, confirming what Jill thought she must
have been hallucinating as the grainy black-and-white image of a
vagina on the television continued to pulse in small but rapid
successions.

It was pure reflex, it was pure biology! Nothing but an automatic
reflex made slightly more pronounced due to the JC-10 opening up
the right neurological responses! Jill tried to scream these
thoughts at herself in an attempt to avoid one cataclysmic
thought from registering in the front of her mind: Her unborn
baby girl was already a slut.

Stars appeared to rain from nothingness as her body imploded in a
sensation unlike any other. Her morals and will to live and
motherly instincts had been violated to a degree unlike any she
could have fathomed; instead of being physically violated to the
utmost degree like Terrica, she had been *mentally* violated to
the utmost degree. It didn't matter whether the root of the
penetration came from mind or body - her female body reacted as
if a jackpot lever had been pulled. It reacted by starting within
her the truest orgasm of her life.

The little tiny, insignificant fetus within Jill's vagina was
orgasming also... unlike Jill it WAS being physically violated
beyond all reason and comprehension - it was only natural that
her nightmarishly-fucked body reacted the way it did at the same
time. Like an encore at a theatre, a procession of ejaculations
began to pop on all sides of them as everyone realized what the
pair was going through.

The sonogram showed multiple layers of flesh undulating. The tiny
cunt was orgasming deep inside of the bigger one and it gave the
appearance of a kaleidoscope of squeezing, throbbing translucent
flesh moving back and forth. Despite any mental and physical
pain, both mother and daughter were being given the most lavished
amount of pleasure their bodies could process - they would WANT
it to happen again now... even the fetus would eventually begin
to associate, like Pavlov's dog, the cause and effect of being
body-fucked with this resulting orgasm...

Jill woke up several minutes later with a high-pitched ringing in
her ears - it was the residual effects of her own mind-blowing
orgasm still fading. She'd passed out from the overflow of
signals her cunt had sent her; she wondered if her daughter had
stayed conscious.

"It's a good thing she doesn't need to breathe, isn't it?" the
man asked, looking between her legs and lustfully gazing back up
at Jill. "You give the little bitch oxygen, and she gives you
food. What a nice relationship to have." he continued, waking
Jill out of her haze. She didn't know the man at all...

He was in bed with her, just like Gabe had claimed men would do.
He was stroking her face gently, she didn't know how long he had
been doing so before she awoke. The dildo had been removed from
her fetus/cunt and was laying beside her head. It smelled like
her cunt... and like something else; her baby's internal organs.
She stared at it and grew sick remembering what she had done.

The man touched her gently as he leaned in and kissed her sealed
lips, licking his tongue across them and moistening them into
shining. She instantly smelled the same scent of the dildo... on
his breath. "Oh god..." she thought, realizing how he'd woken her
up. With the same devilish gentility he once again lowered
himself to the foot of the bed, lifting her legs at the same
time...

His mouth plugged itself on the opening to her cunt, his tongue
licking and sucking eagerly. Jill was such a prude... she'd never
let a man taste her down there or even suggest it. She arched her
back in disgust, both from the man sucking on her and what was
about to happen. She started to struggle, but quickly deflated
again all on her own - her broken spirit came back to her like a
boomerang, reminding her that she had to submit in order to feed
her child. The man reached out his arms and held her hands with
his own as he buried his tongue inside her.

His tongue licked around the small bit of slimy flesh that was
her vagina, and then started lap around the fetus's mouth. His
tongue began to dart in and out, licking the sides as if it was
still inside Jill and trying to pleasure her... he was feeling
the curves of the baby's mouth and the texture of its toothless
gumline. He tasted the inside of the girl's mouth - he actually
looped under the tiny nub of a tongue with his own, flicking it
around in circles and then diving forward to meet her throat
before turning in circles again. He was french-kissing her unborn
child.

The mere thought caused her cunt to contract on its own - she was
warped beyond repair by her earlier orgasm, and was beginning to
see the girl for what she really was. A small, distant voice was
the only thing left calling out and telling her it was wrong -
but it was fading like a dream, like something ephemeral to be
forgotten. She looked down at the man eating her cunt and
french-kissing her fetus, and slowly, ever so slowly... allowed
herself the pleasure of his licks.

He paused and looked up at her after feeling her beginning to
respond. He laughed softly, like a lover teaching their spouse a
new trick for the first time. He slowly raised himself up over
her body, and she felt herself responding so naturally... she
began to breathe more heavily, her cunt began to wet itself
fully, sending fresh vaginal secretions leaking into the baby's
open mouth.

She was unfettered now, released from the shackles of morality
that held her down before. Even though she was imprisoned in the
brothel she felt freed... and he embraced his naked body around
hers from above, her legs automatically assuming a missionary
position to accept his entrance into her cunt. And into her baby.

The feeling was indescribable for the man. The little baby had
already been stretched out by the dildo, but the stretchy
ligaments of the child had returned back to their original
shape... for now. He thrust into the fetus with heavy pushes, far
heavier than the first tentative dildo thrusts had been. What he
lacked in vibration he made up for in his piston-like alacrity.

His dick was heated up by the wet folds of labia at the entrance
to Jill's vagina, but at contacting the outstretched, sewn-open
lips of the baby within he felt noticeably warmer - the baby's
core temperature was slightly higher than that of its mother. He
pushed in with his engorged dick rubbing past the bare gums and
tiny tongue and miniscule uvula, jamming himself in and through a
frail and delicate throat.

Once again the ligaments and muscles were stretched apart, being
slowly trained and taught that they need to stay far enough open
to accomodate a dick. Once again Jill felt the small succession
of pops from her daughter's throat being penetrated by the male
battering ram. And the man felt it too - he took his time slowly
driving his dick back and forth in smaller thrusts for a few
seconds as he savored slowly popping open each and every disc and
tendon in the fetus's throat.

Another thrust drove his penis into the infant's mini-stomach,
where he stretched and elgongated it with his cock, enjoying the
fact that it had been pre-coated in vaginal secretions from its
mother's earlier orgasm. The baby was too young to even produce
stomach acid... cunt juice lined its stomach and oozed unimpinged
into its intestines.

The intestines of the infant felt breathtakingly good...
intestines digest via a constant secretion of mucus and a small
undulating action to carry food forth. The combination of mucus
and cunt juice was a fine lubricant on its own - feeling the
intestine actually pulsating on his dick in a digesting motion,
beckoning it downwards with a literally hungry gesture... the
combination was any man's wet dream.

Jill felt his balls slapping repeatedly against her body, tapping
the bottom of her vagina and ass and knew just how far and hard
he was burying himself inside her little unborn girl. The head of
his cock was performing just like the dildo, pushing in through
the top of her pea-sized uterus and easily pressing further down
until it reached her cervical wall.

Unlike the dildo, his feverish and manly thrusts kept him pushing
inwards on the cervix and smashing further forward until his
thrusts compressed her vaginal tunnel like someone taking a
stretched out accordian and pushing one end toward the other. His
dick was simply squashing down into her uterus and cervix and
finally into her tiny sex tube.

The fetus experienced what it felt like to be fucked backwards.
With his dick still wrapped in her intestine he continued to push
further into her vaginal tunnel, but the fetus's vagina was
beyond small - it only took a fraction of an inch to cover the
distance from the end of her vagina to her G-spot zone where he
finally bottomed out.

Each thrust of his dick compressed the vaginal tunnel and rubbed
against the infant's hardly-grown G-spot, and each withdrawal of
his dick allowed the miniature cavity to expand again. It truly
resembled an accordian being played with now.

With every bottoming out the entire length of the baby's abdomen
was penetrated by cock. It was unthinkable to get off by brushing
an unborn baby's G-spot, and yet there he was... doing it with
her mother's consent.

Jill couldn't feel it when her baby had its second orgasm,
responding reflexively to the pressures and rubbing being applied
to its genital nerves. The first one had been caused by the
vibrations of the dildo, but this... she couldn't believe it when
he looked suddenly into her eyes with a frenzied glare and barely
managed to stutter "she's cumming..."

It felt like a breath of air flittering past his dick-head; like
a butterfly flapping its wings on the tip of his cock in quick
succession - something scarcely able to be felt if you weren't
paying the utmost attention to every sensation your body gave
you.

He kept his cock buried as it was, pressing against the tiny
girl's G-spot as he focused every thought into the ghost-like
sensation passing around the tip. The tube of her undeveloped
vagina that he was pressing through each time, the little
fuck-tunnel that was canvassed like an umbrella around the tip of
his intestine-sheathed dick... *that* was what he felt quickly
fluttering in an orgasm.

The fetus slut was cumming, and it was his dick that did it. She
was getting off for him, the little girl that wasn't even born
yet. The tiny and squashed tube of vaginal muscles flickered
quickly and rapidly given how instinctive and immature the
reaction was. The baby's body responded to the massage on its
most sexually sensitive area.

With his dick still lodged inside the baby from mouth to cunt,
and without even needing to move, he felt the fluttering
palpation of the feather-light muscles on his cock-head - and
cummed.

SPLUUURT. The first load of semen fired directly into the fetus,
directly into its intestines where it could be digested
immediately. SPLUUURT. Another load joined the first - he
couldn't see it but his cum was firing into the slippery tunnel
of her intestines, his cum going airborne for just the slightest
few milliseconds as it almost immediately splattered into the
curving walls and oozed further down the twisting tube.

SPLURT. SPLURT. SPLURT. He wondered if the throbs of his dick
against her G-spot were making her cum again, but there was no
way he could hold his dick still enough to feel it...
SPLURTSPLURT. SPLURT. He was just about finished unloading
himself inside of her, and his combined globs of semen were
already drooling around the curves in her intestines, being
carried further along by their undulating action and being
eaten...

SPLURT. Splurt..... splurt. He finished cumming and then felt his
dick continue to throb in small pulses from the residual pleasure
of his unimaginable orgasm. He felt like he was high on some kind
of drug - the child would have a lot to digest by the end of the
night if every man came as hard as he did, he thought.

"T-t...thank you..." Jill whispered to him, her cheeks as red as
roses from how humiliating the sentence was. He realized that he
was feeding her too - both of their lives depended on men raping
them, fucking them, using them like girl cattle.

He almost stayed hard thinking about it, but his orgasm was so
intense that there was no way he would be able to cum again; he
slowly withdrew his dick from the infant, it's limbs flinching as
it felt the massive member finally loosening itself from her
body.

It couldn't see, it didn't breathe, it's ears were filled with
cunt-juice that had pooled in the other side of Jill's vagina and
were further clapped shut by her vaginal walls. The only
sensations the baby had was to feel and taste penis fucking its
entire body. That was her purpose in life, even before she was
born...

The anonymous man left the room, letting the sliding glass door
stay open. Jill realized she was going to have to leave the room
on her own accord now. She glanced at the dildo next to her and
remembered that she would have to keep it deep inside her and her
baby's bodies while she walked the brothel... she knew Gabe would
check to make sure it was on. She and her baby would be orgasming
slowly but repeatedly while she sauntered the hallways, danced on
poles, teased men to come to her bed and rape her unborn
daughter...

"Yes, my lovely cunt... I see her walking out of her room now. I
haven't had a chance to check her crotch to see if she's followed
orders yet, but I'm almost sure." Gabe said into his cell phone.
After a minute of conversation on the other end, he spoke again.
"Jenna, that's so good to hear... your little succubi are growing
up so fast! And my incubi? Well... I sent them home to rape every
girl in atleast one of their neighbors' houses tonight. I gave
the girls the tampon assignment you thought about... everything
is working out so beautifully." he finished, complimenting
everyone that had been indoctrinated by their most recent
excursions.

"Gabe... with Jill finally under your thumb, the hospital in full
swing and so many children sexually emancipated, I don't see why
we can't finally start phase two of our plans..." Jenna smiled
widely into the phone, the last few months of hard work turning
out to be the best she could have hoped for. "My succubi will
start adding JC-10 to the food supply.... and you'll finish
injecting new ingredients into medical prescriptions. This
chemical... is about to go epidemic..."
Title: Girl Milk, Chapter 4 "Reform"
From: jennacone@yahoo.com
Story Codes: g inc inf ped orgy best Mdom Fdom infant preteen cum
food mc nc hs teen bdsm rape

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Post-Revolution USA
Litzenberg Memorial County Hospital
Central City, NE
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A cute little girl, just four years old, was strapped to a soft
bed with two lengths of bungee cord looped multiple times around
each leg and then around a corner bedpost. The resulting position
held her legs tightly apart and opened her petite labia like an
unblossomed immature flower. Although she could struggle to close
her legs, the stretchy bungees opened them right back up after
she tired out. She wasn't paralyzed or injured. She wasn't
mentally handicapped and she wasn't a rebellious insurgent.

No, she was just a sweet little girl who was given up for
adoption by her birth parents. She had lived a relatively happy
life in foster care at a house with a gentle caretaker, and she
was only days away from a potential couple taking her in. Then
all the laws changed and all adopted children were considered
fuckmeat to be dumped at the nearest hospital for use as sex
objects. Too bad for her, this is her life now.

"I'm sorry sweetheart... this is going to hurt a LOT." the black
man had the forethought to awkwardly say something to the girl
before he couldn't take it any longer and shoved his
dripping-hard cock-head into the poor girl's unripe vagina. The
girl had been generously lubricated before-hand, but her flesh
still hugged so tightly against his dick as he forced himself
inside that he thought she might squeeze the erection right out
of him.

It was so difficult to FORCE inside, but he felt like he was
penetrating part of heaven as her folds and flesh gave way to his
insistence. All the intricate delicacies of a shockingly young
preteen vagina were right at his disposal. The tightness didn't
diminish even the slightest after repeated thrusts - he knew she
would be practically strangling his cock the entire time, but he
was getting harder instead of softer at the prospect of it.

The little princess screamed into a vagina that came down and
covered her mouth. Most older women had gone the route of quietly
following the new laws or choosing to live as rebels, but this
woman had taken to it with a conflicting but incessant passion...
despite herself she was just as hungry for rape as any man. The
woman was in her mid-30's with a look of concern and fiery cheeks
as she watched what the man in front of her was doing. She didn't
dare look at him - she was embarassed being seen like this,
taking her pleasure out of the innocent child. She bit her lip
and lowered her crotch harder into the little girl's mouth,
silencing it completely so that neither of them had to hear wild
shrieks as the 4yo lost her virginity. As the 4yo lost her entire
childhood to a traumatic rape.

The girl screamed into the aroused cunt until she finally ran out
of air and finally listened to the repeated instructions from the
woman to start licking. She let out a few wild laps with her
tongue and struggled wildly against the bungee cords cruelly
holding her open on the bed as the two adults fucked her
obscenely immature little body.

The woman continued avoiding the man's glances, feeling ashamed
at the pleasure she was feeling - but she needed more. Biting her
lip harder, a vibrator came out of her purse and was soon held
against the girl's chin. It turned on, the vibrations causing her
thin pink lips to buzz against the adult's clit. "Are you hungry
for cunt juice, baby-doll?" the man panted as he fucked the
four-year old's cunt while staring at the older woman's. He held
the child's thin, pasty-white thighs like handrails for leverage
as he began to truly push himself *deep* with every thrust,
tearing into the slick tunnel and desecrating the child's womb
with the brutal entry of his penis... the two rapists finally
locked eyes as they both relished how arousing each of their
actions were.

The man, in his twenties, was treating the innocent child like he
wouldn't even dare treat a hardened porn star. The little girl
was being raped viciously and callously, with a remorseless ass
over her eyes and a vagina shoved against her mouth so that she
was forced to suck and swallow cunt-juice during her virgin
defloration. The girl was crying and sobbing uncontrollably as
the man and woman used her to dump sperm and slime into. She
could have been adopted as someone's bundle of joy, someone's ray
of sunshine - now she was just a four-year-old whore.

This man was one of a standard, all-American breadwinning
household. He was an upstanding member of his community, a
manager at his store for 15 years and had never done anything
illegal... but the the erosion of laws and morality regarding the
operation of places like this lent itself to his steady
degradation. And the woman... she was forced to use this little
girl because she knew her self-control had long since grown
unstable as well...

She'd started growing wet whenever her daughter was in the room,
until one night that she couldn't stop herself - she'd gone into
her daughter's room to turn her light off after seeing she was
asleep... she stepped inside and quietly knelt by her, pretending
to adjust her blanket as she pulled it up slightly and revealed
her legs in a thin nightgown. With a force taking her over like a
celestial demon, she inhaled ecstacy as her nose found its way to
her prepubescent crotch, breathing deeply several times.

The smell was very light - it helped that she took showers in the
morning rather than at night so that her scent was stronger. She
couldn't deny what she thought of her daughter as... just a
vagina. A hot little one. A tight slick one. She realized she was
touching herself as the sound of her husband's footsteps coming
down the hallway shattered her zombie-like sex haze. Quickly
putting the blanket back over her she pulled her hand out of her
pants and thought about kissing her goodnight, but knew her mouth
wouldn't be able to avoid the magnetism of her lips.

It was only when she crawled in bed with her husband that he told
her - the footsteps she'd heard was him walking AWAY after
already seeing everything she was doing... they were both
teetering on the precipice of raping her. And so they'd both come
now as a married couple to suppress the craving, to release it -
by raping this four year old girl together instead.

They'd always parented morally, ever-advertising their
relationship with Jesus. Now they were sure they would burn in
hell forever for what they were doing - and even with what they
were doing there was no guarantee they could stay off of their
daughter in the coming weeks... their little 6yo daughter who
trusted and depended on them.

His dick was starting to jump and spasm between fist-tight
thrusts as he continued to force the head of his cock from the
kindergartener's tiny nub of clitoris to the back of her
overstretched and overlubricated tunnel. The sound of her
screaming and crying and gasping at every opportunity blended
with the splattering sound of spit and vaginal secretion being
sloshed around her mouth.

It was the most horrifying sound a person with any moral aptitude
could ever hear - nobody could listen to that and get aroused....
or so they used to think. Now it echoed in the couple's minds
like a siren's song of seduction - both of them powerlessly
driven on by the sweet notes of a kindergarten rape.

The privacy given by the closed room was their only consolation.
None of their friends would know the depths of their dark married
passion as both began plotting how to come back - frequently. The
man's breathing increased and outpaced his thrusts as he elevated
himself to higher and higher levels of pleasure by way of the
child's vagina. Suddenly: SPURT! SPURT! SPURT! SPURT.

The little girl couldn't do anything but whimper and accept her
rapist's food offering... a bedpan would be placed under her
vulva after the couple left, and she would be forced to drink the
semen that leaked out. His wife knew this, and it brought her to
her own orgasm as she thought of it...

The taste of her vagina must have been terrible and repugnant,
but her husband's sperm would surely taste even worse! She
thought desperately about the little girl filling her belly with
her husband's semen, and about their shared lust, and about the
terrible laws that had spread thoughout the nation and caused all
of this to be possible - she cummed again as the took it all in.

Some people had been corrupted by JC-10, while some people had
been resistant or unexposed - her mind had secretly hungered for
this before the attack had even happened. She didn't need a
chemical to convince her, she just needed it to be legal. The
most pious women are always the most tempted...

And the JC-10 wasn't even necessary for her husband during this
either. She loved knowing that. One thought formed in her mind,
then two, then four, then eight, all whispering the same thing to
her. She was GLAD that child rape had become legal... she was
GLAD. And she wanted her husband to NOT be sated by this act of
rape... she wanted the endless hunger to wind up consuming her
own daughter. She didn't just want it - she needed it.

She would make her 1st grade daughter start walking around the
house naked - she wouldn't let either of them be satisfied with
just raping other girls. The little twat would soon obey the lust
of her parents; it would be a series of nights holding her down
and saying-- "SWALLOW. IT." she said the last two words out loud,
commanding the girl between her legs while also thinking of her
daughter as her vagina sounded like it was farting; a thick glob
of slime spurted and oozed out of her hole right into the crying,
trembling mouth as she orgasmed under the anticipation of doing
just exactly the same thing to her own young flesh and blood
child.

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Historical Summary
United States / Netherlandic Revolution
Three Months Ago
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In both the United States and the Netherlands the outbreak of
JC-10 had progressed like a nuclear attack - there was first the
initial areas of moral annihilation, and then the fallout began
to slowly corrupt the general public.

Knowing that directly affecting the entire population of two
countries was far beyond the reach of their available supplies
and social network, Jenna and Gabe carefully planned out the
simultaneous release of chemical payloads into the head of the
proverbial snakes:

Washington D.C. and Amsterdam were first hit in the initial
silent gas-bombs by Jenna and Gabe which were then followed by a
series of continual and opportunistic payloads being delivered
into law enforcement buildings.

Their horny students all over the two countries eagerly helped;
court houses, police departments, fire departments, prisons, and
eventually even military bases were silently converted by the
invisible and odorless packets of JC-10. For every building that
"fell", the sexually corrupt army gained more turncoats willing
to help draft another target.

With this initial strike punching out the first-response of the
two countries, the news outlets were tainted next. At the same
time a steady stream of concentrated JC-10 was being applied to
stores, farms and packaging plants whenever possible.

The effectiveness of these foodborne attacks was unfortunately
low: only 25-35% of targetted populations were successfully
infected by the JC-10 either because of eating non-contaminated
food or because the dosage was too diluted. Despite this setback
alarming Jenna, the control of the media proved to be the most
effective move in check-mating the nations.

Without the support of the public, riots and rebellion would have
broken loose - but most of the population is prone and content to
following the majority and being led like sheep. With law
enforcement telling them a new set of morals and the news
channels agreeing and rationalizing it to them on
websites/television, larger and larger groups of people began to
follow suit.

As they did, the snowball effect reached an unstoppable
proportion - those that still clung to their beliefs were
trampled into silence under the weight of the new majority.
Similar to how Hitler was able to sway an entire nation of
previously moral and upstanding individuals into committing the
most atrociously immoral acts, control of the government and news
successfully incited the entire populace into a total revolution:
a new order of sexual depravity.

Three months later and the conversion of all hospitals in the two
countries was complete. Gabe's original hospital served as a
launching pad for all the interest in such a sickening use of
medical property. Insurance policies were all redacted to include
the new clause regarding coverage:

If an attractive female is admitted into the hospital and is
unable to pay for her bills but would die without treatment, then
the hospital can choose to perform treatment and forcibly retain
her as an indentured servant until her family pays the bill or
she reaches menopause.

The cost of further treatment and hospital shelter is continually
added to the bills she owes, thus making payment all but
impossible. This is still considered fair - she would have lost
her life otherwise, so now she is indebted to the hospital
whether she wants it or not. Do-not-rescucitate wills are anulled
in this case - women in comas or who become paralyzed just make
even more attractive sex objects.

The costs of treating the women and providing them beds was
balance by hospitals charging small fees to use them. As the
popularity and availability of this service increased, some
hospitals began turning actual profits based largely on their
female victims. As a response, a new law was set into place to
admit more female flesh to the hospitals:

Those men and women that resist the new sexual order are labelled
as insurgents and placed directly into local hospitals. Men are
forcibly reformed with a treatment of JC-10, whereas the females
are deliberately kept *off* the chemical and forced to live as
unwilling sex slaves. The reason for being placed in the
hospitals and not a prison was simple: this allowed sexual
expirimentation and surgical "repurposing".

Hospitals were booming as a result of obtaining so many hateful
and rebellious women for the sole purpose of gang-rape. More and
more often, women convicted of a felony were sent to hospitals
instead of prisons. The adult industry was undergoing a
super-charge and nation-wide legalizations on underage
prostitution were passed. All of this combined to electrify the
economies of both countries.

New demands even hit clothing lines as slutty apparrel flew off
the shelves and started being produced for children. Sex toys for
all ages became more popular than smart-phones, and women's
rights simultaneously went up and down - the more sex-craved and
immoral women found themselves esteemed while the prude or
innocent women found themselves stripped of their rights and
turned into fuck-property.

Perfumes, colognes, make-up, penis enlargers, viagra - it was all
exploding with demand and drumming up new avenues for jobs and
business. The economy jumped right into a shining age: as stocks
everywhere rose, it only continued to justify the rising of
everyone's libido.

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Natisha E. Streeter
Farnhamville, IA
Apprehended Insurgent
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"If you've never heard of the term 'fistula' then you will
today." The nurse told Natisha, almost sweetly as she walked into
the room where she was forcibly bound to the hospital bed.
Holding a tablet computer, the nurse turned it around and showed
the woman several googled image results of 'fistula cows'. "It
involves a surgical hole opened into the side of a cow that goes
directly into their stomach. It's used to allow the testing of
various conditions on the rest of the herd, and for training
vets. Not surprisingly, it didn't serve any purpose to do this to
a human... until now."

The nurse then changed the web page to a news article for the
woman to read. It was an article about her own newborn girl. An
article about a surgery performed on her daughter *without* her
consent and which caused her face to register complete shock. "In
Indiana there is now a healthy baby girl with two fistula holes
opened on each side of her midriff, vertically located to the
left and right of her stomach.

These holes are each plugged by a cap of silicon folds identical
to that used in a male sex toy; this keeps the opening from
leaking when not in use and conforms to a tight-fitting grip on
penises that thrust back and forth through it." The woman
stutter-gasped in horror when she read what the surgical
expiriment's sole purpose was.

"Girls are supposed to be able to take atleast 3 men into
themselves simultaneously due to having 3 holes. This new surgery
allows even a baby to jump-start that legal requirement by
allowing a man to throat-fuck her in addition to two men fucking
their penises directly into her stomach. This allows the baby to
ingest 3 ejaculations at a time, and allows her stomach to be
fucked full of semen even as she sleeps."

"We imagine that this will allow the girl to be able to take 5
men into herself by age seven easily - one in the mouth, one in
the vagina, one in the rectum and two in her stomach holes. For
now, the baby is kept on a crib without a cage and is prevented
from rolling due to restraints binding her wrists and ankles down
identical to how her mother is restrained. She will be fucked by
3 men at a time for 16 hours per day. It's her job - she's
legally employed by the hospital as an infant prostitute."

"No.... No! You can't be serious! You can't be, you can't be
really doing this to my little girl - she's just a baby... just a
BABY!!!" Natisha screamed, her veins struggling against the
restraint around her forehead at the head of the bed. The nurse
laughed, cruelly, and turned a knob at the head-section of the.
Like a folding table, that end began to lower and forced
Natisha's head to angle downward with it.

The nurse pushed the section down until the woman's mouth was
lined up in a perfectly straight line with her throat. She knew
what was coming next. Her screams to spare the baby turned into
gutteral grunts and howls against her captor who calmly injected
a shot into each of her jaws. She was livid and her combination
of horror, anger and despair made her eyes look feral and
inhuman.

A minute passed, and a final transformation occurred as the howls
turned now into a series of panicked gasps and preemptive gagging
motions even before anything had gone past her lips. Her body
knew so well what it felt like being raped like this - it was
already gagging just from the memory of being used again. Her
eyes flickered between anger and desperation like a kaleidoscope.
It was a beautiful site for the twisted nurse as she easily pried
opened the woman's numb and helpless mouth.

"You know, that article hasn't been published yet. And I think
you're right. I think we shouldn't do that to your poor little
innocent baby who hasn't done a thing wrong in the world, should
we?" The nurse said, her lines coming out dripping with sin.
Laughter resonated through every syllable no matter how genuine
her intonation. Nobody was fooled by a Succubus - the growing
group of sex-crazed women had become well-known months ago. They
were pure evil. And yet they always managed to surprise.

The nurse raised the head of the bed back up, straightening out
the mother's gaze again. No sooner did Natisha hear the first cry
of her newborn infant than she saw the nurse laying it down on
top of her with its head level with her own. The nurse stopped
and stretched, casually, as if this was relaxing. Natisha's head
was bound and straining uselessly against the strap holding it
down, but her eyes darted around in circles trying to eye
whatever sick tool they might use next.

The nurse took a simple bottle of skin adhesive out of her pocket
and began spreading it over Natisha's lips like lipstick. The
woman's limp mouth couldn't even close one inch as the nurse then
took the baby, forced its mouth open with two fingers and then
quickly pressed mother and daughter's lips together in an open
kiss.

"So cute!" And the nurse took a picture with a camera she took
out of her other pocket. This was ludicrous, Natisha thought.
This was madness. What could they possibly be hoping to
accomplish by -

Suddenly Natisha heard the door open and saw flashes of men from
the corner of her eye. They ignored her pathetically loose,
post-pregnancy vagina and walked to either side of her smoking
hot baby instead. The infant even had little fishnet stockings
going up its thighs to help make her sexually appealling.

The men were saying things to her baby... awful things. She
couldn't understand them, it was as if her head had fallen
underwater. The sounds around her fuzzed and her vision skipped
like a dirty DVD video - her mind was going into shock as she
realized what the hospital's plan for her baby was. What their
plan for both of them was.

The sound of the two men beginning to pump their cocks in and out
of the baby's belly cut through her haze like scalpels on flesh.
The sound was wet and sticky, and far louder than a throat or
vagina.

"Semen is a base, whereas vaginal secretion is an acid - the
semen from all the prior ejaculations slowly worked like an
antacid in the infant's stomach, turning it into nothing more
than a sack of sloshing sex lube. Its belly is literally full of
sperm, Natisha. Your girl has been ejaculated in from both sides
dozens and dozens of times before I brought her in here." the
nurse's voice told her.

Her mother continued listening to the sound of penises bottoming
out into her little girl's belly. "She wouldn't even be capable
of digesting normal food now - her stomach will stay acidically
neutral from now on because men will *never* stop using her. Not
for a long, long, LONG time..." the nurse explained while quietly
playing with herself.

Half an hour of this passed until finally the infant's
already-full stomach was just too distended. The baby threw up.
Natisha got to feel a hundred ejaculations gush directly from her
baby girl's mouth right into her own; the slime rolled over her
tongue and began filling her mouth with more and more pressure
until she finally relented into swallowing. If she didn't
swallow, her baby would just continue bucking and heaving
repeatedly until it expelled the excess from its stomach.

"For the next year, *that* is the only thing you will eat and
*that* is the only life your baby will know." Following that last
explanation, the nurse took her time attaching catheters and bed
pans to them so they never had to be moved off the bed. As the
hours passed Natisha accepted the fact that if she didn't accept
each helping of semen-vomit she would actually starve... they
weren't planning on separating their mouths. The baby girl
vomited again. Natisha tasted a hundred more ejaculations pour
into her mouth, covering her taste buds.

The nurse waited, watching her swallow every single mouthful of
semen. *Gulp*. So many men had used her baby already... *gulp* so
many men. It was beyond horrific, it was beyond insane having
to... *gulp*... DRINK the liquefied sin of their pedophilic lust.
*Gulp*. *Gulp*...

When she was finally done the nurse continued: "By a year from
now I bet your little girl will become infinitely more aware of
what's happening - her eyes will wander about and her breath will
probably change when she knows she's going to have to throw up
again." The nurse continued to crush the mother's soul with her
dark forecast.

Natisha and her innocent baby suddenly stared into each other's
eyes with an intimate deepness - as if praying to each other or
trying to hold hands in spirit. The only thing they really got to
do together was taste sperm. "Day after day after day, Natisha...
you'll get to literally watch your child grow up before your
eyes. You'll get to drink *millions* of ejaculations from your
daughter's mouth. As a baby. As a toddler. As a growing woman."

"When she turns 18 we'll separate you two and start using her
throat directly... we imagine you'll be too old and useless by
then. Regardless, she'll never EVER learn to speak. Her mouth
will only ever be a passageway for semen until the day she dies."
The succubus nurse kissed Natisha softly on the cheek, licking up
a tear from the side of her face and swallowing it hungrily
before leaving the room.

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Eastside Middle School
Butler, IA
Sexual Education (Mandatory)
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Female babies born in the hospital from a slave-mom make a lot of
money via their infant-prostitution. They have no choice, of
course, and neither do their mothers. Good orgasms come from
using little whore babies - it's why the hospitals make sure
their slaves give birth to atleast one baby cunt during their
stay. There can never be too many child-whores and sperm
factories in the world, and the younger the better.

This was a different baby, also with two fistula holes surgically
cut into its stomach. It had been left in the mens' bathroom of a
busy Wal-Mart the entire day; hundreds of horny men had gone in
and taken advantage of the helpless baby. They eagerly went in
for no other purpose than to slide their penises past its
helplessly locked-open mouth or fuck their dicks right into its
tight artificial cunt holes at its midriff.

The baby obviously hated it. It gagged and resisted and cried.
Unlike a "priviledged" baby who would be gently taught to nurse
on girl milk, this baby was born from a hospital sex slave.
Therefore she was already being as endlessly abused as her mom,
if not more. Its throat was constantly plungered and fucked.
Ejaculations popped into its body almost endlessly, force-feeding
it every minute of the day.

It would choke and sputter from every awful, bitter and
lust-basted ejaculation that surged over its tongue and down its
throat. Occassionally a girl would wander into the mens' bathroom
and watch - she would finger herself, orgasming as she watched
the terrified infants mouth being raped. This was its first day
of life as a newborn - and yet this was the only female attention
it would get.

The next morning, Jenna was displayed the results on a slide
projector onto the wall for the entire middle-school classroom to
see. All the girls' eyes widened as their pussies surged with
wetness - this is how they wanted to see slave girls treated:
physically turned into as much fuckmeat per square inch as
possible, even as a baby. Especially as a baby. The boys were
already stroking their dicks.

"God... you Succubi are sick bitches..." one of the girls said,
acting as if she was being forced to move her hand when it found
its way up her skirt and between her legs - she was rubbing her
clit, getting herself off. Her eyes stayed glued to the pictures
of the abused infant that Jenna switched between. "Please don't
cum boys... not yet..." Jenna pleaded, noting that many of the
horny boys were panting and barely able to contain themselves at
the site of so many men pumping sperm into the infant girl.

The series of pictures got more and more degrading, until the
girls in the room were all so heated that the breakfast they'd
been told to put in their vaginas was becoming  nothing but bits
of food amidst a flooded soup of cunt juice. The men in the
pictures continued to use the baby and cum began pooling around
the silicon "vaginas" on its sides - it's holes were literally
oozing man-juice.

Some boys couldn't control themselves - they were only young
teens after all - and exploded their loads onto the back of the
girl seated in front of them. This only added to the rising
masturbatory frenzy. The scent of semen in the air was like blood
in the water to the unfettered girls. Their eyes dilated further
from breathing in the lust of their male classmates and they
worked their fingers loudly into their holes.

The baby from the pictures suddenly was lifted into the air,
cradled in Jenna's arms. She had been secretly keeping it under
her desk, silenced completely with a penis gag. Only a tiny
hollow hole going through the dildo allowed the baby to breathe,
and only just barely. It was forced to endure nearly 30 minutes
filled with a fake black penis shoved down its throat and
governing its every little breath of air.

The class was stunned into a silence; their every breath of
pleasure was seemingly controlled by watching the miniscule
twists and turns of the infant as it layed uncomfortably and
horrified in Jenna's arms. Watching Jenna hold the baby was
mind-boggling: so much darkness and so much innocence was
physically connected to each other. Staring at each other. It was
yin and yang objectified as Jenna stroked the still-gagged baby.

Cum still bubbled from each of the infant girl's silicon holes
despite their elastic folds being clamped shut; it was obvious
that the little girl had been literally filled with semen. The
disgusting site was made palpably sickening when Jenna layed the
baby down onto her table and took out a vacuum breast-pump from
the drawer below it.

Jenna attached the vacuum-end of the breast-pump, the end meant
to connect to a breast, onto one of the baby's stomach-cunts. The
penis-gag in the baby was finally removed and swiftly replaced;
the hose leading from the stomach hole was pushed into its mouth
and its jaw was held shut by Jenna. As the breast pump was turned
on, semen began to get pumped directly out of its belly and into
its mouth... where she was forced to drink it AGAIN.

It was a slow and nearly perpetual cycle... as the cum was being
pumped out the boys began to approach the baby and fuck its
remaining stomach hole, so that it continued to drink their cum
along with old regurgitated semen. Over, and over, and over, and
over - the baby never stopped tasting and drinking semen. The
small amount of fluid that it managed to digest past its stomach
before it was pumped out was the only reason Jenna claimed any
progress was made when the bell rang...

The breast pump was removed, the penis-gag shoved down the
infant's throat, and the same exact story repeated itself for the
2nd-period class. Once again the baby was revealed, then
subjected to swallowing mouthful after mouthful of cum it had
already tried to keep down a hundred times, hopelessly forced to
drink the putrid fluid again and again.

It vomited quite often - some fluid sputtered and leaked out from
around the tube despite Jenna holding its mouth shut. This fluid
was scooped up and fingered into its available stomach hole. It
wasn't going to miss out on *any* nutrition. The fact that the
baby had to have its diaper changed twice was further proof to
the astonished classes that the infant was slowly but surely
managing to digest ejaculations despite having most of them
pumped in a circle.

Finally, 4th-period came (literally) and went. The used baby
looked even worse than it had the previous night - old, vomited
sperm glistened on its face and drooled from its lips. When the
tube was removed from its mouth and it was afforded a small
opportunity to cry, its horrified bellows caused sperm to bubble
and froth from its throat. The bitch was a rabid infant whore,
complete with oozing holes on each side of its belly dripping
like leaky faucets.

Jenna walked into the cafeteria, chuckling as she saw that
although the boys were already eating, none of the girls picked
up anything but trays. "Did you like your 'appetizer' from
earlier?" Jenna asked to the girl next to her in line, referring
the time in her classroom. She could only imagine what they'd
both done to their breakfasts by now after all that masturbation
and wetness. The girl, Rachel, was still somewhat stunned that
she was so turned on by infant rape - she'd fallen into into such
deep and wild lust since the revolution.

Regardless, her cheeks blushed when Jenna told them that they
were going to eat from each other instead of themselves. Despite
being converted by new laws and expectations of females, these
girls were like many millions of girls in the nation - they were
essentially forced to accept this lifestyle and adapt to it as
well as they could.

After all these months, they'd let morality go and let lust in -
but some things were absolutely embarassing no matter how turned
on you were. Some things were *designed* to be degrading. Some
things were *supposed* to be humiliating every single time. And
this was one of them.

It had become a new federal law for girls to always eat food
flavored with vagina. Every girl, from a baby to an adult. If
they were nursing their baby vaginally or if they were on their
periods that meant eating from another girl, which was even more
embarassing to have to ask for.

Once Jenna and Rachel were all seated at the table there were
four girls and two boys total - it made Rachel feel slightly
better to be reminded she wasn't the only one eating like this.
Everyone at the table unzipped their pants next, except for Jenna
who lifted up her miniskirt; the boys began to masturbate as they
watched all the girls preparing to eat from their own female
cavities. Other tables were already or were soon following suit
but Jenna was focusing all her attention on watching the poor
girl next to her.

Jenna looked down at herself - she was a mess. Without even
pulling her panties down she could see a sticky stain had spread
from the center of her panties and spread out from the amount of
fluid that had leaked into it. She felt perfectly unrestrained
given everything that she'd succeeded in. Her world was
unfettered, and lust was the only thing that coursed through her
veins.

Just today she'd already watched a resistant girl cornered in the
hallway and penetrated in all her holes. Jenna had forced her to
immediately go to detention and write about how much she enjoyed
it until she was ready to apologize to the boys for not enjoying
her rape. If she'd wanted, she could have thrown her into a
hospital... she was being merciful.

And now, this was proving to be equally exciting. Most girls in
the room were like her - enjoying this despite being sickened by
it. They'd graduate as Succubi. Some girls *weren't* enjoying it
at all, and had barely even been able to moisten their vaginas...
they'd graduate as cunts, lucky to stay out of hospital slavery.

Rachel hooked her thumbs around her jeans to remove what was
inserted prior. She had hooked her panties at the same time so
that both came down simultaneously. She lifted her butt off the
chair and supported herself and jerked the fabric downwards,
feeling like her crotch might start steaming from how hot it had
been all day long and now finally released to cool air.

Bits of hashbrown had crusted to the inner crotch of her panties,
and stuck there; this caused several strings of slime to stretch
from her vagina to her underwear as she pulled them apart - it
looked like the salivated jaws of a vicious alien opening, where
the spit stretches and hangs between their hungry teeth.

Jenna would likely have orgasmed in disgust if she'd seen such a
site, but she was keeping her eyes closed as she pulled her white
panties down, wanting to bask in the sick smell of what came
oozing out. Her vagina had a stronger odor than Rachel's, just
like she'd expected; even with three girls around her pulling
food out of their stinking holes she could easily make out the
scent of her particular arousal.

The thought of force-feeding it to the girl was like a shot of
adrenaline to her - she *loved* how sick it was.

"Oh... my... god..." one of the other girls at the table said.
Rachel wasn't even able to mouth the words - she stared in
repulsion at the mess coming from Jenna's cunt. The Queen of
Succubi was having an orgasm right in front of her with her eyes
closed - and with her vibrator already removed there was nothing
to stopper food from being squeezed right out of her. It wasn't
even recognizable anymore - it was a brownish glob of slop with
hard bits sticking out of it, and it fell out with the
consistency of thick oatmeal.

Rachel finally pulled herself together enough to find the
vibrator lodged in her own vagina and pull it out as well. She
didn't orgasm, instead she took a styrofoam bowl from the empty
tray and then scooted her butt forward to the edge of the chair
so that her vagina hung just over the edge. She held the bowl
underneath her crotch and then started to squeeze and flex her
vaginal muscles while she used her fingers to help pull chunks of
food out.

Fingerfulls of cunt-meal fell into the bowl, spattering together
with sickly wet slapping sounds. As she began digging the mixture
out of herself, *that* is when her orgasms began to hit. A blob
of food came out in a fist, squeezed out just like an egg would
come out of chicken - and then hit the bowl with a wet plop. This
unthinkably malodourous slew of vaginal muck was going to go into
Jenna's mouth! The thought of it caused more chunks of food to
begin orgasmically moving from the back of her vagina towards the
front. Maybe she had what it took to be a Succubus after all...

The smell in the cafeteria alone could have stifled a starving
wolf's appetite - but this is how girls all over the world had
been expected to eat for months now. Not just in this country,
but in the Netherlands as well. The vibrators inside the girls
had done a wonderful job of turning otherwise semi-solid handfuls
of soggy cunt-soaked lunch into a gooey concatenation of clumpy
girlmeal.

Girls of various ages all began eating the slimy messes from
their crotches. 15, 14, 13-year-old girls.... all of them
scooping food onto their trays or putting it directly in their
mouths. Some of them on their periods had to ask to share scraps
from other girls. They were made fun of and given the slimiest,
most revolting chunks of baredly edible food possible. When they
threw up, teachers made sure they lapped it up and swallowed it
down again...

Seeing the look in Jenna's eyes was best thing Rachel had ever
seen. Combined with the perfume of JC-10 she was wearing, the
stare of duplicitous disgust and hunger in her eyes twisted
itself like a vortex into Rachel's core, sucking an orgasm
straight through her body as she chewed and swallowed her first
mouthful of slop. Jenna was already forcing herself to swallow
the sick mess that had come from the young girl's sex organ.

They both stared at each other, locked like two lovers in a
romance. Rachel was feeling what it was to be seduced by pure
sin. Jenna's mastery over sexual domination had become like a
second-skin, and she loved toying with that power like a cat toys
with mice. If she wanted, the same look could have made an entire
platoon of armed men lay down their weapons and surrender just to
be allowed to taste her. Rachel would do anything she wanted; her
only thoughts came from her cunt now.

Jenna picked her up and tossed the girl onto the table, then came
down over her in a doggystyle position, forming a 69. Instantly
penises lined up for their holes - the boys practically
pogo-sticked to the table using their dicks. Seeing the two girls
so insanely heated with a perfume of JC-10 wafting off of them
was like attracting moths with a flame.

Burst after burst of sperm quickly unloaded into their vaginas
and mouths while they began fingering messy handfuls of food back
into each other. The scene was outrageously filthy - they lapped
and licked at each other's holes, spitting sperm into each other
only to tongue it around and then suck it back out along with
breakfast that had been marinated for four hours. Every bite was
a potent blend of semen and cunt juice - the taste of the actual
meal was practically drowned out.

Orgasm after orgasm undulated up the girls' crotches and onto
each other's hungry, feeding lips. The truth in which girls were
potential Succubi and which were just following orders became
apparent as they began separating like oil and water within the
room. A circle of horny girls formed around Jenna and Rachel,
many of them making out with each other and accepting cocks into
their holes as they watched the masterpiece of pheromones and
lust in the center.

Other girls at the outer edges of the cafeteria tried to keep
their eyes averted, eating the food from their crotches quietly
as they ignored the stench of an orgy adding to the
already-putrid smell of the room. The JC-10 coming from Jenna
affected them, even at their distance and with their repulsion;
their vaginas betrayed them by wetting themselves further and
further despite how much worse and terrible it made every bite.

One girl, however, threw up her vaginally soaked scraps seven
times into a bucket, and was forced by teachers each time to pour
the sludge into a cup and drink the girl-slop again. Words can't
even describe how crushed and emotionally fucked her face was.
Melissa had been such an innocent, purehearted girl, unable to
conform to all the sexuality. If only she had been born a couple
generations ago, and lived when everything was normal...

She threw up an eighth time. She was forced to drink it again as
she was escorted out of the school. It was obvious that she
wasn't meant to be here... she needed a week of sexual reform.
She would be raped in the most horrid ways possible, her mind
fucked until her moral sanity shattered. That's what she got for
being a prude cunt.

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Asmara Brothel
Red Light District
Amsterdam, The Netherlands
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It had been three months since Jill had been taken prisoner in
the strip club that she abhorred. Her baby, whom she'd decided to
name Alexa had continued to grow lengthwise further into her
uterus and was nearly ready to be born. Her feet had pushed in
just a bit further each week, and it was *extremely* noticeable
to Jill that her baby was voluntarily kicking her legs when she
sensed a man orgasming into her.

Alexa would also jerk her body in several convulsions the first
time a man entered her in the morning... it was extremely
traumatic to be woken up by having a penis fuck itself three
quarters of the way into her body right through her mouth. She
still didn't have any drool of her own (her body wasn't supposed
to be eating yet); cunt-juice and semen was permanently
lubricating the little girl's throat and stomach, glistening like
snot in a runny nose.

Men had started bringing Jill baby clothes - miniature miniskirts
and tiny versions of sexy lingerie. One man even brought tiny
see-through panties for her little cunt to wear. Jill had to
accept them warmly and put them alongside the baby toys she'd
also been collecting; a variety of small vibrating pens that
would be thin enough to start jamming into the girl's hole
immediately after her birth.

To make things even more humiliating, the handle of a pacifier
was glued to the base of the dildo she was always forced to
bottom out inside herself when she wasn't serving clients. They
said it looked adorable seeing a pacifier innocently hugging her
pussy lips and knowing that behind it her baby was being violated
beyond reason. She had to agree to everything... she started
letting her clients watch her before they left the room so they
could see the dildo once again raping her baby as she was forced
to smile.

Despite being broken and despite caving into the inescapable
pleasure that wracked her body every time her and her baby was
raped, Jill hated going out and dancing to attract new men. It
was one thing to accept defeat... it was something entirely
different to have to go out and beg to be fucked. To go out and
*beg* men to rape her pre-infant.

Jill was on the stage now, her hips gyrating in beat with the
song that was on. Her horrific scenario was no secret to the men
she was trying to seduce... she went by the stage-name "Sex
Vampire" as a cruel pun on her own predicament; on how she
actually relied on being fucked in order to feed not only her
baby but herself. She simply *had* to go up on stage. She had
to... because she and her baby were hungry.

Her stomach growled. It was early morning and the number of
spectators was sparse, but she needed breakfast. It took a lot of
men cumming inside her daughter, and then a few hours of
digestion before the digested nutrients travelled through the
blood in the umbilical cord and into her. She always started
early so that she wouldn't be too hungry by the time the
sperm-feeding affected her.

Jill twisted and turned and leaned over against a pole, using one
hand to spread her cunt lips open and deliver a view to the
audience. The men watching could clearly see into her hole and
right at the dildo lodged inside her baby. She kept gyrating her
hips as they watched, enticing them to choose her soon, to fuck
sperm into her daughter...

Jill used her other hand to slide the dildo out and then fuck it
back in slow, long strokes. Her baby struggled and squirmed
inside her body as it was brutally woken up from its nap. Her
baby took frequent naps, even with a dildo inside of it... the
little fetus was constantly exhausted from being rammed and raped
by grown men all day long.

"I can't believe you used to be a pedo cop." one of the men said,
laughing at her softly. She recoiled, but forced herself to smile
seductively back at him. "Looks like she's getting what she
deserves." Jill moaned in pain at that comment, her heart aching
but her body continuing to beg the men for more attention. "Fuck
her pretty little mouth..." another man at his table said. She
complied and fucked her baby harder.

"She's already a hot fuck, ya' slutty MILF!" the first man
blurted, causing both of them to laugh now. "And she's like, not
even age zero... she's age negative one! Ha ha! How's that for
pimping out your daughter?" he continued, enjoying his mockery of
Jill's situation. "Yes... yes she's your little baby whore. Fuck
her with your dildo. Break her developing body with it!" they
shouted from the table loud enough that everyone could hear.
Jill's hand worked the dildo in and out; she used her shoulder to
wipe a tear from her eye as she held the dildo at an obscene
angle in her cunt while she wrapped herself around the pole. She
knew what got them hard...

Twenty minutes later Jill was finally being led by a hooked
finger in her crotch into a room. She layed back on the bed and
her legs automatically opened at the routine of whoring out her
baby. She used her right hand to hold her pussy lips lewdly open,
allowing the five men surrounding her the sight of the infant's
mouth with a tiny tongue and budding uvula just barely visible
within. The sight made them HARD.

One of them turned around and walked back out to get something
while second man entered her, sliding right into her child
without so much as a downward glance. The baby was just a
fuckhole, a sentient vagina. He bottomed out in Alexa in the
first thrust, revelling in the feeling of all her miniature body
parts convulsing and constricting around his weapon of mass
destruction. There was no escape for the infant girl - only more
and more. The man fucked her throat and stomach and intestines
brutally, taking every inch of the girl's internal organs for his
own sick pleasure.

The man began to kiss Jill's sealed lips, tonguing at her
permanently closed mouth as his cock continued to pry open and
fuck deeper into Jill's little girl. It was incredibly difficult,
but Jill managed to force herself to respond to the man,
puckering her lips back at him. Kissing him back. The passion at
which the man was bucking into her daughter's mouth was hellish;
he was unthinkably horny from the act of having sex with a baby
girl that hadn't even been born yet.

"Let's get started feedin' her some filth..." the man said softly
next to her ear, sensually, as if it was something romantic to
say. He was thrusting back and forth into Alexa so hard that it
was making her raised knees sway and Jill could feel Alexa's
little legs kicking against her uterus in desperation as it felt
the full extent of the man's depravity. Thoughts were just
beginning to form in her newly created mind the past few weeks -
she had literally started the first conscious days of her life
knowing only the feeling of being repeatedly and repeatedly and
*repeatedly* raped.

The man groaned and heaved heavily into Jill's hole, burying the
end of his prick into Alexa as he started pumping swabs of semen
into the unborn child. The awful sperm would be digested by
Jill's innocent girl, feeding her and then feeding Jill herself
via the umbilical cord in a cruel reversal of the normal
mother/daughter relationship. Jill had already been TOLD that
this role-reversal would continue indefinitely; she would have to
continue being a perpetually reliant sex slave... to her own
daughter. It was a cruel and cutting fact that her daughter would
be raised to enjoy dominating her - the JC-10 would make sure of
it. Jill knew she was hopeless to stop any of it from unfurling.

And thanks to JC-10 Jill couldn't even stop herself from one long
tragic orgasm at those final thoughts while the man slowly pulsed
his last throbs of cum into Alexa; Jill bit her lip hard and
tried shaking the thought away. JC-10 made it impossible to keep
the impulses at bay for long. And she wasn't being even absorbing
it directly... men were coating their dicks with it like lube,
letting it affect her through Alexa. Jill could only guess at how
sexually depraved Alexa would turn out under all that direct
contact smearing into her all day. She could only imagine....
Jill swallowed with a cold sweat under the effort of blocking
that new train of thought out and the orgasm it was threatening
to cause.

As the second man dismounted, he flipped Jill around and made her
raise her ass up in the air doggy-style. Men could reach half an
inch further into Alexa this way from the angle, making her jerk
and kick even more frantically as their dicks plunged the entire
length of her tiny torso. Jill gripped the pillows with two
fists, preparing herself for the painful feeling in her womb of
her baby struggling and kicking as it was deep-fucked through its
fragile body.

The first man came back in, with his cock pounding... but instead
of fucking her, Jill suddenly heard a panting behind her and an
excited flurry of movement. Glancing back she saw a great dane
had been let into the room by the others... it was already on the
bed, already eyeing her cunt... it had been trained for this.

"Oh god. NO!" she thought, but a hand wrapped around the back of
her neck, then bunched into a fist around her hair and held her
face steady as the next seconds unwound like the apex of a horror
show. The man had also come back with a newborn baby. It was
carefully placed under her face so she could stare at it's
blissfully unware body as it unwittingly teased the men by
giggling.

"You're going to be a mother in less than a week, Jill. It's time
that you got some real hands-on training. We're just doing our
duty to help you out, maam!" He jeered, unbuttoning the baby's
diaper but leaving her pink shirt on. On the little shirt a
custom image had been printed out - obviously something done at a
convenience store photo center. "Got Milk?" it said on the top,
with the image of a man's penis in the middle and finally "Feed
Me!" printed in bold at the bottom. Jill's eyes were blurring
staring at the picture on the shirt.

"Please... don't do this to her.... she's just someone's baby...
my god..." she begged in her mind, unable to form the words with
her lips glued shut. Her thoughts were shattered and her eyes
grew wild with feral intensity as she suddenly felt the large
animal press its penis against her vagina/daughter and then
enter. Her body shook from the revulsion, and then everything
grew dark.

Jill felt the same hand against the back of her neck, groggily
this time. Her head was once again being held down and she
realized she had momentarily passed out from the revulsion and
disgust of feeling the dog fucking her. He was still inside her,
thrusting viciously and quickly now.

She could feel the heat of his hot-blooded dog penis as it warmed
Alexa's throat unnaturally. Dogs have higher natural
temperatures, and it was causing hot sensations that she couldn't
ignore. As her eyes finished focusing on what was in front of
her, she realized her head had drooped down when she'd passed out
and that her face was resting on the baby's crotch.

"No... NO!" the man cupping her neck said when she tried to jerk
back repeatedly. "Put it in." she heard next, her mind reeling as
her eyes glanced upwards and took in the sight of an adjustable
metal speculum. The man repeated himself, yelling, and then took
her right hand and jerked it upwards so that her palm was
accepting the cruel instrument, letting her carry it back down
towards the bed.

At the same time, the third man in the room got onto the bed; he
knelt at the head of the bed facing Jill and the baby, his hand
pointing his rock-hard cock towards the infantile mouth as he
slowly inched himself closer and closer.

A belt whipped across Jill's back with a loud snap as the man
holding her neck explained in detail what she should do with the
device in her hand. The pain caused her muscles to contract
involuntarily, and the muscular spasming of her vagina caused her
already violated baby to feel like it was being both split apart
and squeezed shut - it struggled in earnest, it's feet and arms
kicking with despair.

Its lips had long since been sewn to Jill's cunt walls, but she
still tried to move her head. Jill felt the dog readjust himself
and dig its front paws into her back, right where the belt had
whipped across. She grimaced and opened her tear-filled eyes.

The man in front of her took a small bottle of cunt juice from
his shirt pocket, casually holding the baby's mouth open and
squeezing a liberal amount in. He then parted the tiny nub of the
girl's labia and squeezed an equally liberal amount all over it,
nodding at Jill as if he was helping her out from the goodness of
his heart. He put the bottle back into his shirt and finished
moving his cock to the lubed-up mouth. "Both her tunnels are
going to need a lot of lube for what she's getting today..." he
groaned sadistically.

Only able to cry in a series of whimpers and nasal gasps, Jill
knew she was so far down the rabbit-hole that there was literally
nothing she couldn't be forced to submit to. Every time she
thought it was impossible to feel the burn of a more hellish sin,
she got proven wrong.

What she was being asked to do was unimaginable... a second slash
of the belt cracked across her body, and she clenched her jaw in
hatred. The dog above her was causing her to sway with its
thrusts into her body, so her hands were unsteady as they finally
began to move the speculum towards the baby. It was a nightmare
born in hell.

The tool was small; it was obviously a pediatric speculum, but
even so it wasn't meant to be inserted into an INFANT. It was
meant for appropriately-sized children, and for surgical use.
Jill moved her hand towards the naked crotch of the baby and
aimed the slender tubular tool at her vulva.

The two long metal hemispheres resembled the tiny bills of a baby
duck, able to open wider or close completely together to
accomodate different sizes. At its very smallest it was only the
width of a pinky finger, but that was still enormous in relation
to the baby.

It was awful seeing the metal line itself up with the fresh flesh
of the infant's tiny vagina. Jill pushed slightly, but began to
grow sick when she saw how much wider it was than what it was
entering. She felt a growing resistance against her hand from the
unaccomadatingly small sex organ, and closed her eyes again as
she felt the sensation of metal beginning to painfully stretch
open the newborn labia.

"Oh, don't you worry yourself, missy." One of the men who had
been quietly spectating said. "The pain isn't anything worse than
what baby boys feel when they're going through circumcision...
it's only fair..." Her hand had gone idle and she was crying
profusely when she was rocked out of her daze by the metal
suddenly thrusting itself further into the infant.

The man in front of her was holding open the baby's mouth with a
thumb against her cheek, and was humping into her face, impaling
himself inch by inch. Each thrust was counter-thrusting the baby
backwards and into the speculum against it's vagina. The thin rod
entered her inadequate hole millimeter by millimeter, and MADE it
adequate. The baby's shrill cries were quickly gagged into hums
and coughs by the man's penis. "Oh yeah...." he moaned, pushing
further into the tunnel.

Jill should have been concerned about the safety of the baby
being chocked with cock, but her back was spasming under the
effort of trying to stop her vagina from orgasming again. She
felt the dog's heated cock inside her little baby, and was
feeling his thrusts increasing faster and faster. The rhythm was
steadily quickening, becoming deeper and stronger. The dog was
going to lose itself inside Alexa if it kept this up. There was a
DOG trying to cum inside her fetus...

Meanwhile, the little girl was leaving the realm of pain and
entering the domain of shock. Not only was her throat being
stretched wide enough to house a cock, but her vagina was being
stretched open by the same relative degree... being forced to
take in the metal speculum. Both ends of her body were being
forcefully opened and penetrated at their most extreme limit,
hovering at the precipice of tearing and splitting.

"Do you think she likes this?" he asked Jill sinisterly,
regaining her attention and slowly withdrawing his dick to reveal
a thick trail of saliva. "She's a baby whore, she loves it." he
laughed. After a series of quick gasps and sputters the baby let
out a loud blast of disapproval... only to be gagged once again
when the penis ushered itself into her belly for another session
of inhumane treatment. Jill looked down between the baby's legs
again, and viciously slashed away the briefest flicker of lust
when she saw the phallic object lodged into it.

"Do you know why we had you put it in, Jill?" the speculative
observer asked again. His expression was smug, like he was about
to serve a delicious dish he'd been cooking all day. Jill didn't
turn to face him - she continued to stare at the innocent vagina
that HER hand was violating.

The labia was turning bright red; the small speculum was still
too big for the tiny vagina, and the elastic qualities of its
newborn flesh was being abused to the fullest extent. Tears
streamed down Jill's face as she stared wide-eyed at the scrotum
banging its fuck-meat face.

"Jill... you're going to put your hand on that adjusting knob
tomorrow, and you're going to twist it. You're going to open that
speculum just a single millimeter wider. You're going to force
that baby girl to take just a little more - and you're going to
keep doing that day by day by day until she's able to be fucked.
We expect you to have her ready by her second birthday... at the
latest." the man explained casually, the same smug grin on his
face the entire time. His eyes took in her expression,
practically drinking in the terror that billowed out of her. The
sadistic pleasure he absorbed was like a euphoric high... and his
cock was now straining against his pants as he continued.

Jill had to endure the dog's claws digging further into her back,
had to feel its hips rocking against her as it began to pant in
lust while he continued: "In less than a week you'll start
putting your own daughter through the same slow procedure. You'll
raise them both to be fuckslits, you'll stretch their little
holes out and get them ready like good little girls. Isn't that
right, mom?" he said, actually moaning into her ear as he
finished. Jill was already too horrified to care that he was
openly stroking himself at the prospect of her "mothering" these
children in such a debasing way.

It suddenly reminded Jill of veal. Of baby meat. Just like people
raising baby cows, bred from birth only for one purpose - grown
for the pleasure of men. These little girls, barely alive, were
going to have to endure a speculum slowly stretching them out to
be sex objects. Even as toddlers she knew they'd have to keep it
inside themselves like a dildo, lodged inside their holes
underneath their diapers.

Jill's eyes were closed while she felt all of the physical and
emotional torment wracking her body in a combined force. She kept
her eyes glued shut just like her mouth while she heard the baby
let out a brief cry for a second, gasp cleanly for another
precious breath of air, and then the sloppy gurgle of being
gagged filled its airway. Babies are supposed to be innocent and
pure - free from sin. None of that applied to the "sex veal" in
the room. Sexual abuse would be synonymous to life itself for
them...

"Aaagh!" the man grunted loudly as he emptied his sperm into the
infant. Jill still had her eyes shut - but now she was doing it
to prevent herself from getting wet. The JC-10 always won,
eventually... now that the thick pheromones of lust were wafting
off of the orgasming man it was only a matter of minutes before
her already weakening will broke again. Like a rose sensing the
coming winter, Jill always wanted to die when she felt herself
giving in to the hellish chemical.

It was just a matter of time until her brain was irreperably
altered by the drug, she knew. She shouldn't have even lasted
this long, it had taken every ounce of her willpower every day,
and it was agonizing to try and fight. Jill didn't know that the
reason she'd even been able to keep going back and forth like a
rollercoaster was because her baby was also being lubed with an
expirimental antidote - suppressing the JC-10 temporarily only
for it to wear off and surge through her again. A chemical
pendulum of sexual torment. Breaking and unbreaking.

The pleasure.... why not give into it now? Why not end the pain
and cash in on allllll of the sweet--- Jill cut the train of
thought off with the most desperate display of fortitude. Her
body collapsed under the strain of this - the dog continued to
buck into Jill, uncaring that she was mentally and physically
exhausted. It was eagerly using her the way its masters had
trained it... the way they were *all* being trained. Jill's
collapse had placed her face on the baby's crotch again - her
mouth was pressed against the handle of the speculum, pressing it
agonizingly further into the baby.

She tried to move, but knew that at this point, any sensation,
any accidental touch of the baby's flesh would send her over the
edge... she'd probably start to fuck its little cunt like the...
"whore that she is..." she thought, then severed the thoughts
away, cauterizing them with memories of her life back at home.

She remained immobile, forced to breathe in the smell of violated
infant vagina and feel a canine having sex with her fetus while
she focused; she thought about her family and about the babies
she'd rescued from bad parents. She thought about the
child-molesters she'd put behind bars, the days that she'd gone
on warm spring picnics with her cousin.... her HOT cousin... with
her hot little--- "NO!" Jill screamed in her mind. The lust was
entering her most sacred of memories now - her last bastion of
hope.

Opening her eyes with as much force as they'd previously been
shut, Jill lifted herself up and left the confines of her
memories in a desperate attempt to keep them free from JC-10's
chemical corruption. She couldn't lose that part of herself...
she just couldn't... and then Jill's mouth watered despite being
glued shut when she saw the large, glistening erection of the man
that had previously moaned into her ear. Jill had never
personally swallowed semen in her life... but her baby was
feeding her with it constantly. Like a mother passing on a crack
addition, she was being sexually addicted by her own daughter's
eating habits.

Suddenly Jill's eyes were like two spotlights being turned off -
and the sadist in front of her locked his eyes into hers to take
it all in as she felt the animal begin  spurting semen directly
into her daughter's stomach. At the same time, the man brutishly
gripped the baby beneath him by the ears, using them like handles
as he fucked his prick into her throat without even a downward
glance. His eyes never left Jill's dying soul as he got himself
off on her destruction and degradation.

She was able to feel it... she'd never been able to feel the cum
before. Like the dog itself, the semen was hot as it splashed
against her baby's thin stomach walls - it was as if Alexa had
just quickly drank a bottle of hot milk, warming her belly in a
matter of seconds. Jill heaved despite being unable to open her
mouth as she felt the dog's ejaculate filling and heating her
baby's stomach. The dog had been deprived of sex for weeks in the
presence of fertile females... it kept spurting and squirting and
depositing layers of stinking goop into her fetus. Jill knew she
had no choice but to accept the beast's sperm as a literal meal
in the coming hours as Alexa digested it slowly. She heaved
again.

Suddenly both mother and daughter grew stiff under the shock of
feeling a new, growing member. First confusion, then disbelief,
then horror formed in Jill's eyes as she realized the dog was
KNOTTING itself; it's penis was buried past her baby's throat and
into its stomach - it's dick-knot was forming right inside
Alexa's belly, plugging it up like an oversized stopper. The dog
could no longer move out of the baby's stomach even if it wanted,
and it would stay that way for atleast *twenty* minutes.

The man in front of Jill was fucking the baby's mouth frantically
now. His eyes had never wavered from Jill's, and sweat beaded on
the tip of his nose under the excitement he was feeling as he
watched Jill and her fetus both go into shock. He knew the baby
needed to breath, but he couldn't stop himself during this
sumptuous moment. He continued to fuck its throat as he felt it
growing limper. "We really need to get some air tubes in this
bitch for next time" he made a mental note to himself and finally
altered his thrusts so that his dick came all the way out of the
baby's mouth with each long thrust - all without even breaking
his overall rhythm as he continued to take in every aspect of
Jill's humiliation.

"Fffffuuuuccck!" Jill screamed in her head, frantically moaning
and grunting feeling the huge knot growing harder and thicker;
she was feeling the bulge of it press out through through her
daughter's stomach. She was feeling it pressing against her and
her child at the same time, feeling it hold all the sloshing
sperm inside and then occassionally quivering as it continued
adding small post-orgasm squirts to the nasty mess. If her mouth
had been free it would have been gawking and gaping open from the
inescapable feeling... and then she felt the most awful thing in
her world.

The knot had grown in the fetus's stomach, in it's upper chest.
As it grew, it expanded out and pressed against Jill's vaginal
walls - but it also grew larger inside the baby's body itself.
The bulging knot, still sheathed inside the stomach, had pressed
itself against the baby's heart. The tiny panicked body had such
a fast heart-rate that it felt *almost* like a soft vibration to
the animal. THUDTHUD-THUDTHUD-THUDTHUD-THUDTHUD-THUDTHUD it went
on, faster than even the dog's racing heart. It shook and
quivered and vibrated right against his cock-knot... and made the
dog cum again.

It was like feeling the echo of life itself. Jill hadn't been
prepared to even comprehend what had happened when she felt the
flutter of her child's heart beating against the dog's knot and
then felt that drumming carried through the knot and into her
vagina. The sensation was muted and soft, almost imperceptible -
but her hypersensitive JC-10-enhanced body made sure she didn't
ignore it.

The pulse was not the dog's. The pulse was not her own. She held
her breath in shock and awe as she felt the heartbeat of her
unborn child like the softest of taps... right in the back of her
cunt... and she kept holding her breath as long as she could bear
it... but then all the breath blew out of her nose in a
magnificent close-mouthed scream as she CUMMED.

She fell forward, nearly unconscious again. The animal had
emptied himself a second time under the encouragement of the
fetal heartbeat getting it off. Alexa's stomach was pumped full
of both human and canine semen. Jill was almost too preoccupied
with her own orgasm to notice the dog orgasming again until she
noticed it trying to push forward in small thrusts. "Eat up,
Lexy..." Jill thought to herself, finally letting the sick lust
of the act in as she felt the last ringing contractions of her
powerful orgasm faded along with her vision.

In just half an hour or so she knew she'd already start feeling
less and less hungry as Alexa digested the one and only thing she
would ever eat during her life: semen. "How many hundreds, how
many thousands more men will she drink before she dies?" "How
many more animals will she bend over for?" "Maybe *I'll* get to
be the one dominating her, instead of the other way around...
little bitch." These were the thoughts filling the ex-cop's mind
as the high of JC-10 found itself buried inside of her mind like
the penis of the ultimate rapist - taking away the innocence of
her very moral core.

"Get her ready for labor induction. Her baby is ready... and so
is she." a familiar voice said through her groggy senses before
she passed out again.

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210 E Liberty Street
Butler, IA
Home of Melissa Pellegrin
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Kristen turned on the television and turned to the sports
channel. A commercial was on, but just the fact that she was
watching this station made her sick to her stomach. Sports
channels had been corrupted along with the news channels three
months ago - instead of boring coverage like football or soccer
or golf, they all made a sport now out of raping women and
children.

It resembled the brutal gladiator arenas of ancient times where
people gathered to watch innocent men fighting to the death; live
television streams played at all hours of the day showcasing
females of all ages serving their unwilling slave-sentences in
various hospitals. Being raped in prisons. Being molested in
comas. Reruns were bad enough, but paid pay-per-view casts like
this one? They always showed a girl being deflorated for the very
first time.

And now Kristen was forcing herself to watch this. There was
nothing else she could do but find out what was happening to her
precious daughter. She was supposed to come home nearly five
hours ago from school, but instead she'd received a sick phone
call from the school:

Jenna had arrived in town recently and made a spectacle in her
school out of the law forcing girls to eat from their vaginas. It
was just too much for her precious little girl... and she'd
thrown up too many times. They said this "failure" only added to
a growing list of sexual negligence ever since the revolution...
she was being taken to a hospital for one week of mandatory
reform. They said this was "a very generous and lenient remedial
action".

She'd cried and howled and considered the various ways that she
could exact justice or find her and take her out of the country.
None of them made sense, none of them were honestly worth the
risk; if she was caught then both of them would be forced to a
lifetime of the most horrific sexual slavery in a hospital with
terrible plastic surgeries and amputations performed on them.
Atleast, with this, it was only a week... only a week of her
being raped...

The last of the commercials ended and Hailey appeared on the
screen in a shower of dramatic lights. She was dressed in a
formal black dress, holding a microphone and announcing the show.
Kristen couldn't see rest of the room; a large and heavy white
curtain hung behind Hailey and closed off most of the room from
view.

Hailey had remained one of Jenna's #1 students, and Jenna had
emancipated her from her parents to allow her to jump-start her
life in the television industry. Hailey was a politically
powerful Succubus in her own right now, and the silhouette of her
luscious 16-year-old body had even become the logo for the sports
channel she hosted. There was nothing she wouldn't say or do -
the sight of her wicked smile made Kristen cringe.

"Good morning, mommy, it's a wonderful day in the neighborhood
isn't it?" Hailey smiled and curtsied her dress, deliberately
pulling it up far enough to show the cameras the wet spot on the
tip of her white panties. The teenager was actually addressing
Kristen, knowing that she was being forced to watch this show on
live television for the sake of her daughter. Thousands of men
got even harder as they realized the dialogue was directed at the
poor girl's mother.

"Jenna told me I should "formally" teach your little girl proper
behavior, so I thought I'd make it a formal occassion. Think of
it as an early prom for her. The lucky girl!" Hailey spread the
heavy cloth barrier and stepped through the opening. As the
camera crew followed Hailey through a gleaming four-post bed came
into view. Delicate white fabric fell from the posts forming
translucent veils on all four sides.

The bed had white silk sheets with flower patterns and intricate
lacing around the edges; it looked fit for a queen. Kristen could
see Melissa spread out on the soft bed now. She was completely
naked save for two white stockings and a matching set of long
white arm-length gloves. Her hands had been looped under each of
her legs and then pulled up to her shoulders. A glittering golden
chain connected each of her wrists to either bed-post, forcing
her into an obscene position holding her knees up and keeping her
vagina on blatant display like a trophy.

The camera switched to a close-up, and viewers could now make out
the words of the golden crown placed on her head. "Most-Prude
Vagina - Class of 2017". The food from earlier in the day had
been cleaned from her vagina and douched thoroughly - her virgin
tunnel had literally been pampered and primed for this by
Hailey's crew. She could do nothing but hold it on display even
as tears rolled down her face.

"May I present your little queen, Kristen!" Hailey waved her hand
over the bound body of Kristen's 13yo daughter. Kristen could
hear her daughter whimpering as they both watched Hailey move to
the side of the bed. Her limbs quivered in fear, but her nipples
were hard and pointed on her underdeveloped breasts. Hailey sat
on the side of the mattress and slid her her hands up and down
the inside of Melissa's thighs, her fingertips exulting in the
feeling of her smooth underage flesh.

Her eyes never lost their gaze on the camera and she explained to
the audience, "You can see I've spared no expense for this girl.
I wanted to make this a special night for all... even for her.
The JC-10 in her system will make sure that her nerves behave
whorishly, even if her mind takes longer to catch up. By the end
of this week, she'll be begging men to fuck her."

Hailey's hand moved back up to Melissa's breast and squeezed her
already-hard nipple between her fingers. "I think the obvious
physical discomfort Melissa feels today is going to become a hot
memory for her. Years from now she'll be masturbating while
thinking of the time her 13-year-old vagina was brutalized."
Hailey laughed, and Kristen jumped as she suddenly heard Melissa
yelp.

The camera panned down - Hailey's other hand had slowly gone to
her vagina and inserted a middle finger into her virgin sex-hole.
The muscles of Melissa's neck strained as she twisted her head
down and looked over her body to the finger playing with her most
intimate orifice. Hailey stared up into Melissa's terror-filled
eyes, then back up at the camera. "This cunt is wet... did you
hear that, mommy? Her cunt is wet. I think she's ready. Her
vagina is saying Y-E-S."

"And I'm sure Melissa is tight." Hailey pushed her finger fully
into Melissa's opening. She started screaming as the girl's
finger bottomed out inside her tiny hole. "Yep, she's tight all
right - it's even hugging tight against my *finger*. Just imagine
what a grown man's dick will do to her." Hailey ran her other
hand up and down the girl's slender thighs again as the camera
took several angles of the molestation in progress.

"Just look at the hot way that her whole body shakes. Just look
at the goosebumps and panicked breathing on this little girl
despite her soaked vagina and hard nipples. Her heart must feel
like it's running a marathon with all that physical activity and
straining. Did you raise her to think that sex was a sacred, holy
thing? Awwwww, did you raise her to consider sex out of wedlock
an awful sin?"

Hailey's hand moved over the girl's mouth, silencing her
somewhat, so that the microphone could more easily broadcast the
wicced voice of the Succubus: "Well, perhaps I'll just ask her
father about all that - he's the one that encouraged me to set
this up!" Hailey's grin was pure evil.

Kristen's mouth dropped open and her body began to shake just as
hard as her daughter now. She had been so traumatized by watching
this that she hadn't even thought about where her ex-husband was
during all this. She'd left him years ago and only relied on him
for child support. Squeezing every paycheck to the bare bones as
he tried to make ends meet, as he tried to continue his life with
a new caring woman despite her malign presence.

And now, her mind was unravelling as she realized he was
collecting *his* due. He was collecting his repayment for all the
money he'd invested into the hot little girl. It was absolutely
unthinkable and vile, it was impossible, it couldn't be true...
her only answer was the sound of the sports-channel themesong
starting to play excitedly.

"Just right for a hard fucking by her dad Nathan..." Hailey
moaned into the microphone. The cameras turned and showed Whitney
crawling on all fours towards Hailey from behind the set.
Hailey's sister had long since become nothing but a complete
submissive. She was a set of holes that obeyed what they were
told and followed Hailey around for pleasure in whatever way she
felt like, whenever she felt like.

Without a word Hailey sat down into a chair beside the bed,
picked up the leash dragging on the floor from Whitney's collar
and used it to pull her sister's mouth towards her crotch.
Whitney automatically lifted the black dress and began lowering
her sister's damp underwear. "Damn if I can keep my panties on
any longer with the way she's presented!" Hailey panted in
pleasure as her sister began to suck and lick at her labia on
public television.

After a brief closeup of the incestuous lesbian femdom, the
camera showed a line of boys from the middle-school gathering to
use the young girl's body along with a SECOND line of fully-grown
men. The camera continued to pan to the end of both lines,
finally revealing that Melissa's father was walking up from the
back!  His cock shot out of his pants as soon as he tugged down
the zipper and walked towards his daughter. Melissa was sobbing
and wailing uncontrollably, and her eyes were fixed on her rapist
father's every move.

It took mere seconds before her dad went from having pants on to
being naked below the waist. He knelt on the bed in front of
Melissa's helplessly spread legs. Her hips rocked up and down as
she tugged on her bonds, trying to free herself or atleast close
her thighs. Ironically the effect was *extremely* arousing - it
looked like the little girl almost meant to put on a stripper's
dance for her dad as she swayed to and fro and flexed every
muscle in her body.

Kristen's ex-husband had a huge cock - Kristen never imagined he
would dare put it in something as small as Melissa. The girl was
barely 13, and her body was petite even for her age. Her body
wasn't meant for this - it couldn't possibly be prepared for what
it was going to endure in the coming moments. Melissa realized
this too, as she began to hyperventilate with tears dripping off
her chin.

Nathan gripped a hand around the girl's throat, closing her air
off and snapping her senses back into a semblance of reality. He
wasn't going to let her hyperventilate and pass out now - no, she
was going to have to be very, very aware of this. Melissa's hips
hopped enticingly off the mattress as she jerked from the
sensation of being choked. Her eyes unblurred and refixed their
focus on her dad. Only then did he slowly loosen his grip,
letting her breathe as he made her stare into him.

Her dad moved with agonizing slowness towards the entrance to
Melissa's hole. Her cunt was wetting itself copiously - every
degrading action, every surge of fear, and every
adrenaline-filled heartbeat only accelerated the effects of the
JC-10 she had been given. Kristen looked at the television in
shock while Melissa's father began using the tip of his penis to
spread her wet and glistening labia apart. It was happening. It
was really happening, they all thought frantically.

"Judging by the tightness of your little girl's pussy I think he
definitely appreciates the help of her cunt-slime to push it in."
Hailey commented into the microphone. Holding the base of his
cock Nathan moved forward, and Melissa's whole body jerked as the
skin of his shaft began to slide through her inner tunnel. She
looked as if she was being shocked or burned - terror filled
screams rang through the large room as she was forced to feel
every centimeter of penis burrowing into her sacred place.

Hailey had her legs spread lewdly, and Whitney was no less lewd -
the wet and sloppy sound of cunt-eating was audible through the
microphone every time Hailey commented on something. Watching
virgin rapes like this always caused Hailey to machine-gun out a
series of orgasms, and her loud moans of pleasure echoed through
the room in stark contrast to the loud screams of the teenage
victim.

Nathan pushed forward with his hips harder now, pushing in past
the girl's natural limit and causing her small vaginal flesh to
stretch lengthwise within her petite body. She was being opened
up like a foot going into a sock. Kristen had never heard Melissa
scream so hard, the strain in her arms and legs was incredible as
she tried desperately to break free of her bonds.

The bulbous head of Nathan's cock reamed her fucktube open
girthwise as its length was stretching it open longer. Again and
again into the soft folds of Melissa's fresh teen sex tube he
went. Nathan turned to the camera and grinned in pleasure he
gripped a hand under each of the girl's ass-cheeks, lifting her
up and then letting her fall back down onto his penis. His dick
jabbed up into her like a spear as he began repeating this brutal
motion. Melissa couldn't even cry she was in so much pain.

It all happened in slow motion for Kristen as she watched the
terrible rape unfolding. He could see Nathan's muscles clinch in
a familar way that she remembered from long ago... he gritted his
teeth and held his breath before blowing out a sigh of pleasure.
His dick dug deep into the young girl's vagina and his dick
sealed itself against her cervix and she could only accept it.

There was a manic nature to Nathan's smaller thrusts now as kept
himself embedded within the young girl and began ejaculating
spurts of semen right through her cervix and into her womb. Both
of them became quiet - only the smallest of gasps left Melissa's
mouth as her previously virgin vagina orgasmed repeatedly against
her every will.

The mixture of pain and pleasure shooting through her body was
like the positive and negative terminals of an electric current -
she could have handled each of them separately, but together they
circulated into her like napalm was in her veins. Her blood felt
like it was flammable, as if it was catching on fire from the
tornado of orgasmic pain in her crotch. She was being stretched
out in every way possible by her own dad in cold sin - and she
was cumming so fucking hard.

Only the loud slurping sounds of Whitney's tongue on Hailey's
cunt still filled the room. The fabric of Nathan's jacket had
previously looked like wings trying to fly away as he viciously
pounded into Melissa's body, but now their silently ongoing
climax stilled the room into an infernal nirvana. Melissa had
stopped screaming but her mouth was just as wide as her eyes.
"She has her father's eyes..." Hailey commented softly.

The girl's gorgeously speckled blue eyes stared into her father's
matching eyes inches apart. Panic, hate, shock, pleasure,
relief... every emotion shot back and forth between their eyes in
the savagely intimate stare. Again and again Nathan ejaculated
deep in her belly. The whole room seemed to spin and twist for
her... ending only when the violent completion into her uterus
finished.

The frame of the bed creaked as Nathan finally straightened out
his back and prepared to dismount his daughter. Kristen could
hear the returning whimpers of her girl rise louder and louder as
Nathan milked the last drops of cum from his penis right onto the
opening of her pussy.

Nathan took off his jacket and shirt now - his upper body was
covered in a sheen of sweat from his prior exertions. Bubbles of
penis goo seeped from Melissa's violated body, and a mix of vile
sperm and raped pussy juice clung to Nathan's penis as he
gingerly got to his feet and moved off the bed. Melissa's sobs
brought tears back to Kristen's eyes which had been shocked into
momentary dryness.

Hailey made no effort to hide her arousal as she orgasmed loudly
before commenting, "Wow Kristen, that was incredible. I thought
your husband was joking about wanting his daughter so much, but
wow, really, wow, that's all I can say. I can't describe the
sexual energy in the room! Kristen, even tied as she was I could
feel that little body of hers convulsing with forced orgasms.
Hell, they even looked each other in the eyes as he got it all
the way in there. It wouldn't surprise me if she felt his cum
oozing around in her womb right now... such a touching moment."

Nathan stopped in front of Hailey, and she sucked his cock clean
for him before he walked completely off the set and towards the
exit. "God, nothing tastes better than a virgin rape. Nothing. I
just want you to know that Kristen." she laughed, licking her
lips and used one hand to hold the microphone while the other
pressed Whitney's face into her crotch.

"Well Kristen, I'm sure the lines want to get started. I think
its going to be a long night, seeing as how we have a hundred
dicks lined up... on each side. Ha ha ha! Enjoy the show!" Hailey
laughed and the cameras panned out to show the lines beginning to
take turns on the girl.

Melissa's screams erupted again as one of her own classmates was
admitted to the bed first. As the cameras swooped up and down the
lines it became apparent that Hailey wasn't kidding about it
being a formal occassion: some wore full tux jackets, others wore
cheap t-shirt tuxes, but all of them wore something in mocking
celebration of Melissa's defloration.

The first boy in line wasted no time in mounting Melissa. Kristen
watched in horror as the boy's cock slid easily into her sex
cavity. The strain on her lips looked unbearable as she bit down
on them trying to block the feeling of pleasure out. The boy
pushed hard down into her, slapping her clit every time he
bottomed out. Her hips bounced up off the mattress and the whole
bed creaked as the young boy started pounding into her.

There was no way the inexperienced boy could have lasted long and
soon he bellowed out in animal lust. Kristen felt her stomach go
queasy as the boy climbed from her little girl's body and two
full grown men from the opposite line moved silently onto the bed
with Melissa. One penis was shoved into her vagina, the other
into her mouth. Now she couldn't even scream, and she dared not
bite. The 13-year-old began to learn what it was to suck and
fuck.

On and on it went. Boys and men used both her vagina and her
mouth viciously and repeatedly. Kristen prayed that the week was
already over, that this really didn't have to go on for a full
seven days... but it went on. For over two hours boy after boy
climbed on the bed and raped Melissa. Man after man forced
himself into her.

Finally out of her chair from her cunt-eating, Hailey stepped in
front of the camera while the rhythmic creaking of the bed
continued in the background along
with Melissa's grunts of pain. "Folks, these guys are about done
with Melissa, at least for today. The show is only so long and I
can't cover every rape. But don't worry, I have a special
surprise for you viewers!"

Viewers could hear the creaking of the bed stop as the last boy
dismounted and a guttural roar rang through the room. Kristen was
howling her daughter's name in terror. "Kristen! Come ooooon,
come ooooon, come on dooooown!" Hailey clapped her hands
excitedly as Kristen appeared on screen. She'd been taken from
her house while she was still watching the show on television.
Hailey had decided to include her in the show to make sure she
didn't try any stupid rescue plans. And because she liked killing
two birds with one stone...

Her hands were handcuffed behind her back, but what the cameras
fixated on was the peculiar double-dildo that was being strapped
to her mouth. It was held in place by leather bands that ran up
over her forehead and buckled behind her head. Tears streamed
down Kristen's cheeks as a security team guided her next to her
daughter.

"How do you like our face dildo?" Hailey laughed as she reached
for Kristen and hugged her tightly. The mortified mother tried to
recoil but it was a hopeless gesture; Hailey's arm encircled
Kristen as she turned to speak to the camera.

"Now, this isn't your standard run of the mill face dildo! I'd
show you the whole thing but Kristen's got the other end buried
in her mouth. That's right, it's a double-dildo, complete with
technological innovation." Hailey paused before continuing her
explanation; she ran her fingers over the bulge in Kristen's
throat where the shaft ended. Her jaws were spread wide by the
intrusion. She kept her head downturned and her eyes focused on
the floor from equal parts shame and fury.

"The face-dildo Kristen has in her mouth is made of a high-tech
porous foam that soaks up cum and cunt slime as good as a mop, to
help clean little Melissa up! That dildo
can only hold so much though, and that's where the motorized pump
inside performs beautifully by both vibrating and siphoning the
liquid mess into Kristen's mouth..."

Kristen almost fell as Hailey pulled violently on the chain
attached to her handcuffs. She dragged her up onto the bed and
faced her towards her bound daughter. Kristen tried to hold back,
but the security team had already injected her with equal doses
of sedative and JC-10. Nobody even noticed the weak attempt to
strain her wrists as Hailey tugged her forward.

Hailey dragged her to the head of the bed and made her kneel with
her chest down, her face-dildo pointed squarely at her little
daughter's hole.

Melissa's eyes were glassed over, she was too traumatized to even
notice her mother's presence at her hips. Taking the back of
Kristen's head in her hands Hailey set the
mouth-mounted dildo at the opening of Melissa's cunt. The camera
zoomed in on the girl's distended love canal and the rivers of
cum that ran down the insides of Melissa's
spread thighs.

The fine white sheets beneath Melissa's body were now soaked and
puddled with cum that had drained from the girl's ravagings.
Melissa's mouth had fresh sperm dripping from it, and dried cum
was splattered down her tits and belly from the cum she had
vomited up while being throat-fucked. Her entire body was a
disgusting mess of oozing semen, bubbles of it still frothing
from her slightly open lips.

Hailey forced Kristen's head forward and buried the enormous cock
in Melissa's opening, but the only response the new violation
elicited from the tortured girl was a small
whimper. Nobody could hear Kristen try and screech with
humiliation as Hailey kept moving her head, inserting and
removing the jutting artificial cock into her daughter's hole.
Hailey bent down and whispered into Kristen's ear, then the mom
started thrusting her head forward on her own. Tears cascaded
down her cheeks but she pounded into Melissa's raw pussy with the
cock. There was nothing left to do but relent.

Within just a couple minutes the quiet gurgle of liquid being
siphoned from one dildo into the next through the porous material
could be heard. Kristen's face change from deflated will and
broken spirit, to one of fear to disgust as the taste hit her
tongue. Something about the taste violated her worse than
anything else - something was so horribly wrong about having to
taste her own daughter mixed with that of her rapists.

The soup of sperm and vaginal juice continued to pump into her
mouth through the dildo, and her expression began to contort as
if she had just sucked on a lemon. Kristen whimpered loud enough
to be heard as she continued to thrust her head forward,
vacuuming up more of the warm goo from her girl's vagina. Hailey
spread Kristen's legs doggy-style as she kneeled so she had
complete access to her pussy, and for an instant Kristen stopped
face fucking Melissa, but the threat of being permanently
sentenced to a hospital made her start again.

The crotch-juice filling Kristens mouth was obviously bathing her
entire tongue by this point as her eyes grew wide realizing she
was eventually going to have to swallow. Hailey inserted a
vibrating egg into Kristen's vagina and turned it on, causing
Kristen's cheeks to flush under the feeling. "You're going to
enjoy yourself while you drink it, whore-mom." Hailey said
simply, then walked back out of the scene.

Kristen's cheeks seemed to grow to an ever deeper shade of red as
she pursed her lips tightly around the dildo going down her
throat, and took three big gulps of the filthy juice. Each
swallow caused her throat muscles to hug and undulate the length
of the dildo as it went down her throat. This only caused more
juice to get squeezed out of the phallic object and into her
mouth and throat. It was disgusting.

After many long seconds Kristen finally thrust forward with the
strap-on into her daughter's sex organ again. Soon the
mother/daughter pair was working in broken unison as Kristen
continued to fuck Melissa's battered pussy with the huge rod in
her mouth - Melissa was beginning to semiconsciously hump back at
her face, resigning herself to her horrible fate.

There were no words Kristen could think of to describe the horror
of what she thought when she felt her daughter humping back at
her. As if realizing how shocking her actions truly were, Melissa
suddenly came to - but the vibrations in the huge black dildo
forced an orgasm into her before she could stop it. Melissa's
tortured whimpers
were immediately echoed by her mother's.

The camera zoomed in on Kristen's face, the huge shaft projecting
from her mouth was covered in her daughter's rapists' sperm. The
goo spread and stuck to Kristen's face as she bottomed the dildo
out inside Melissa's organ at Hailey's behest. Melissa groaned in
humiliation, her hips convulsing as she felt her mom invading
over and over again.

Kristen's forehead glistened with perspiration from equal parts
panic and exertion. Beads of sweat streaked down her skin, her
rock-hard tits swaying as she thrust forward. Her nipples reacted
to the JC-10 she had been injected with earlier by becoming
aroused and betraying her morals. The wet-sounding vibrations of
the egg still buried between her legs gave away the building
moisture within, caused by a combination of the unwanted pleasure
and the pheremones in the sickening mixture of fuck juice she was
swallowing.

Occasionally Kristen looked off screen, towards Hailey, hoping
that she'd be allowed to stop. The announcer never got tired of
taking each opportunity to showcase her lesbian sister eating her
cunt while she reprimanded the pathetic mother, insulting her and
giving her a dejected look before making her continue again.

Kristen had to swallow another mouthful, then another, and
another, of the horrible juices being siphoned from her
daughter's crotch. She was an active player in the rape now,
helping penetrate her daughter after all the men had used her.
The massive strap-on around her face drove deep into Melissa's
sex with sloppier and louder sounds as her inhibitions became
more and more unfocused. The JC-10 was taking root in both of
them.

"Normally it would take more time than that to force a mom to
become horny while raping her daughter, but I made sure all of
the boys swallowed a JC-10 pill to make sure they shot the
biggest and most excited drug-laced loads into her. JC-10 laced
sperm is really sexually intoxicating, no matter how much you
hate it." Hailey quoted to the camera, rubbing her clit as
Whitney sucked her hole.

The contorted and goo covered face of little Melissa appeared on
screen as the camera zoomed in once again on the horrific
imagery. The little girl was hopelessly trying to swat away
surges of pleasure from the fucking her mom was giving her. Again
and again she slipped and let an orgasm through. Again and again
she allowed her pussy to surge with orgasmic juice, despite
knowing her mom was having to drink it.

After swallowing continous mouthfuls of fluid, it slowly donned
on Kristen that what she was tasting was only pussy. All of the
cum had long been sucked out but Melissa was
continuing to get wet despite her best efforts to stop it. Even
worse, both girls couldn't stop the reflexive humping of their
hips as twitches of pleasure spiralled through their heads like
fireworks.

Melissa still whimpered in hatred, but the whimpers were sounding
more and more like moans. Another half hour passed as Kristen
ingested the incestuous lust of her own little 13-year-old
daughter before the batteries in the monstrous device died out
and the motors whirred to a silent close.

Kristen's mouth was finally emptied of the fake penis and she
closed her jaw slowly, letting the sore muscles finally relax.
Watery, thin juice ran down her chin where some of the leftover
secretions from her daughter still hadn't been swallowed. Her
hair looked like a soaked cat, parts of it stuck together while
other parts stuck out and
still others were matted in a grotesque slime. The camera focused
in closer on her hair. The slime was vivid and distinct, the
image was horribly clear. It made Hailey orgasm again.

Kristen was bent forward and as the camera zoomed out slowly it
showed her tongue extending slowly towards her child. Hailey was
whispering in her ear but the words weren't audible. Kristen
wanted to cry, but her hormones had taken such a hold of her from
all the JC-10 that it only came out as a gentle moan. Even poor
Melissa, who had endured agony, couldn't stop herself from
continuing to hump the air slowly despite the dildo being gone.
She was becoming desperate fuck-meat.

The camera moved in on Melissa's cum-covered tits; Kristen felt
her head throbbing and she thought she'd pass out when she saw
the flash of her own tongue on the tiny nipples. She was licking
them clean. Licking the vomited cum right off of them. Had she
been told to do this? "Oh god..." she thought: she couldn't
remember if she'd been told to do this at all. It was all
becoming a horny, lust-filled blur.

As the minutes passed she realized she was actually lapping the
cum from her daughter's skin like a hungry cat. The camera moved
down and showed the cold pool of sperm that
collected in her belly button - it got licked out and swallowed
dutifully. Kristen couldn't help but notice that Melissa's
nipples had become even puffier and pinker as she licked the
ejaculations off of her flesh.

Driven by shameful and immoral surges of horniness, the cum that
ran down from Melissa's face and dripped from her chin soon got
slurped into Kristen's mouth. Kristen continued to gently lick
around her mouth, circling closer and closer to her opening
mouth, with their bodies obviously panting in desire as their
lips briefly brushed together.

Kristen realized what was happening and hastily began to try and
clean a different area, working her way to the young girl's legs
instead. As Kristen finished scooping the boy juice from
Melissa's thighs into her eagerly swallowing throat, the camera
slowly moved down to where Melissa's crotch met the pillow
underneath her. Kristen's arms went numb with horror and shock at
herself.

It was like an out of body experience - she saw herself bending
down further between her slowly-humping vagina. The amount of cum
pooled on top of the white silk mattress was sickening, and it
mixed with the scent of pussy juice wafting from Melissa's
aroused hole. Kristen heard herself breathing loudly as her
muscles twitched in contradictory moral compulsion.

Kristen instinctively tried to jerk away from the repulsive scent
but the fact that it was her daughters... kept her locked in
place... kept her wanting it. She was actually inhaling the aroma
of the filthy cum puddle, the scent of male orgasm mixed with
girl juice rushing into her nostils and further turning her on.
It was absolutely vile.

Kristen closed her eyes as if it would hide the lust within; the
puddle of cum began to fill her mouth, her tongue lapping
continously and hotly at the sticky
mess. She wasn't even swallowing it immediately, she was actually
letting the sperm from dozens of boys gather in her mouth so she
could savor the flavor. Everything seemed to be moving like a
dream as Kristen lost all control of herself and finished lapping
the cum into her mouth, lifting herself up and raising her head.
She began to gargle the cum like a prostitute, her eyes opening
to reveal they were lost in lust.

As if possessed, Kristen suddenly arched upward from her
daughter's crotch and kissed her daughter on the lips. Melissa
began to kiss her back. The camera closed in on their locked lips
and clearly showed the cum funelling from Kristen's mouth into
her daughter's; Melissa's throat muscles began bobbing up and
down as she swallowed the sperm of her own rapists from her horny
mother's mouth.

After a few seconds of silence both girls were slapped into
reality realizing what atrocity they had just committed. Kristen
stammered and started to run out of the room  still handcuffed,
not even remembering or caring about the consequences. The shame,
the sinful realization of what she had just done was all she
could register. The cameras chased after her, but Hailey let her
go instead of restraining her.

Hailey slowly unfastened the chains binding Melissa to her whore
position and she slowly walked out of the room as well, still
naked and shocked about the impossible kiss she had just
committed. Only Hailey remained in front of the camera, sitting
on the bed. She lifted her dress and began to finger her vagina
openly, recounting all the events that had occurred. "Make sure
they stay in the building... but give them plenty of space to
think about what they've done." Hailey laughed deviously.

Kristen couldn't believe her own ex-husband could rape her
daughter and she couldn't believe her daughter would actually
give into such depraved, sickening sex. she couldn't believe her
daughter would actually ever *want* to kiss her like that...
like, like the way she'd wanted - Kristen didn't know how long
she sat curled in the corner of a room, trying to rationalize her
own thoughts. She wanted to vomit...

Hours passed. Hours passed as she wallowed in the self-pity and
disbelief of her own lust, trying to figure out how she would
ever face her daughter again. How she would ever face her
ex-husband. How she would ever face her god... it was all so
broken now.

Suddenly, with a quiet shock, Kristen felt the soft gentle
fingers of her daughter reach between her legs. Without a word,
they turned to face each other, and kissed again.