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Story codes: f14f14 f14f14b9 MFf14b9 + ped magic 1st mc cons inc rom

This describes sexual acts involving a couple of teenage girls and a prepubescent boy, which only end happily with the help of mind control. I do not advocate attempting any of these acts. However, I do advocate writing down any fantasys you may have of doing such acts and publishing them in apropriate places.

Alexia Finds Sarah

by Eternal Night

        I was walking home from school, glad to be in my own world, when someone next to me said "Excuse me." and grabbed my hand.  I knew just from that that it was one of Ian's people, who practically considered hands public property.  My sudden companion was a naked girl about my own age (forteen).  The girl was carying a new born baby boy (also naked).
        "Are you Sarah Crawford, student of Littleton High, student id 639247?"
        "Yes, yes, and yes.  What about it?"  I really wanted to pretend Ian's people weren't there for as long as possible.
        "Itsglan marblprbl."  Sarah knew this was the first invocation of Ian, which doubtless triggered a spell she had cast in advance.  However, nothing seemed to happen to me or the deserted street.
        "What was that for?"
        "Privacy.  My name's Alexia."  Ian's people didn't seek privacy for its own sake.  This was the first time I had seen one seek it.  The name Alexia reminded me of another Alexia, but privacy was the shocker.  Had she arranged for the road to stay deserted?
        "What do you want that has to be secret?"
        "You don't remember my name?"
        "I know of an Alexia, but she's just a baby."
        "Where do we rear orphans?"
        I felt my blood go cold.  It was obvious.  Orphans grew up in the floating castle with Ian, where I had gone through an entire pregnancy while a single afternoon had passed in the city.  I realized that my plan to make my ovarch rites something that might as well never have happened included a serious mistake.  Ian had even hinted that he would rear Alexia himself.
        I felt Alexia squeeze my hand.  This is my daughter! I thought.  Finally I said it out loud "You're my daughter."  I thought of why I had been sought out and told Alexia "I'm too young to be your mother."
        "Actually, I had in mind that we'd be more like sisters."
        I thought about it for a moment and told her "Look.  I'm trying to live in my world as long as I can.  And even if you joined it, I don't think my parents would understand."
        Alexia giggled.  "I've never worn clothes in my life, and I'm not starting now.  I'll wait for you."
        "That could be months, or years."
        "I doubt it.  And I'll wait months if that's what it takes.  But there's one more thing.  Ian said you felt guilty for leaving me.  You don't need to.  I've had a wonderful childhood."
        "Thanks, but I think I did it for the wrong reasons."
        "Who the best parents are had nothing to do with it?"
        "I knew I'd be bad, but I wasn't sure your people would be good.  Afterword, my parents said they'd be the worst parents anyone could have.  I'd have done it differently if I'd heard it earlier."
        "So the right reasons did matter."  Alexia hugged and kissed me and then spoke a couple words and a car appeared in the street.  Alexia left and I realized I was at least glad to not feel so guilty.  I decided that when my world fell apart that I would try to get to know Alexia.

        I got home and lay in my bed.  I thought about Alexia's forecast that my world wouldn't last long.  There had been changes.  Particularly, kids were nicer to each other.  But I also noticed that my sexual feelings had grown stronger and more general.  I wanted carnal knowlege of everyone I knew.  I was pretty sure everyone else was feeling similarly.  I realized it wouldn't take that many people to act out their desires to bring the world down.  In fact, it was amazing that it lasted the two weeks.
        "Sarah!  Matthew!" my mother called.  Matthew is my little brother.  He is nine years old and a bit of a brat.  I've enjoyed having him these last two weeks.
        We came down the stairs and Mom told us "Pack some clothes.  You're going to stay with your uncle Albert for a few days."
        Matthew asked "Why?" for me.
        "Just do it.  And don't pack too much.  His apartment is small."
        He might fit two kids in the apartment, but not Mom and Dad.  I realized why they were sending us.  They was afraid they would molest us.  I should have been packing or thinking of what to pack, but I kept thinking about the trip.  Everyone else would be pedophiles by now, so she would have to look a long time for someone confident of his self control.  If she ruled out anyone who would admit to pedophilia, it would take longer.  I realized that uncle Albert was not a man for self control.  He had a different woman with him every time we met him.  Mom must not have realized that she was throwing us into the exact situation she wanted to rescue us from.
        I had to convince her she was making a mistake.  It wasn't because I had much trouble with being molested.  I'd been through it before.  I even figured Matthew would handle it.  But Mom and Dad would die of guilt once they realized what they'd done.  And they'd probably dismiss any complaints I made as whining.  They thought I was still ignorant of sex.
        I thought of a suitably extreme measure and packed my clothes.  That is I packed the clothes I was wearing into my laundry basket and left my shoes on the floor.  I slung my school backpack over my shoulders and went down stairs.  "OK.  I'm ready to go."
        "Sarah!" my mother screamed.  My dad was there too, and he looked up from his newspaper at me.  He looked shocked.
        "Uncle Albert won't mind."
        "You are not going to Uncle Albert naked!"
        "Well there's option two.  I can go to one of Ian's towers.  They won't mind my being naked."
        "You are NOT one of Ian's fiends!"
        Actually I would be welcome among them, but I didn't contradict her.  I had a better way to shock her.  "Actually I'd prefere option three.  I'm dressed just right for your bed."
        "SARAH!"  But she was speachless beyond that.  I'd guessed exactly right and she wanted to deny it but was unwilling to lie.
        Dad finally spoke.  "I don't know how you guessed it, but I don't think that's your point.  What do you really want to tell us?"
        "What made you think you were the only ones?  I know I'm changing the same way and I just bet you got a lot of feeble excuses before you asked Uncle Albert for help.  Which do you think is more likely: 'Uncle Albert the paragon of self control' or Uncle Albert the utterly imoral'?  He's not unintersted.  I guarantee it."  I sure hoped they believed it.
        It certainly silenced them for a moment.  "I guess we know where you really were two weeks ago." Mom said.
        "You're right."  I decided to make explicite what they were probably going to do.  "May I suggest option four.  You don't send us to Uncle Albert, I go up and put clothes on, and we enjoy our traditional ways for as long as we can.  I thought it could be years yesterday, but now I've a feeling it's just a couple more weeks."  I immediately regreted saying that.  At very least I'd have to tell them about Alexia, and they didn't need any more shocks.
        Dad answered "OK.  I'm sorry we scared you.  You don't go to Uncle Albert.  Now please go up and get dressed."
        Matthew was at the top of the stairs watching us.  "What was that all about?"
        "Grownup stuff.  They wanted to get us away from something but they would have thrown us right into it if they'd sent us to Albert."
        He followed me into my room and watched me as I dressed.  He asked me "Where were you two weeks ago?"
        "Ovarch of course."
        "Are you going to have a baby?"
        "No.  I already had one.  I named her Alexia and let her be adopted."  But her father kept her I thought.
        "You were pretty naked." he told me.
        "Thank you.  You're pretty yourself."  People were getting less guarded.  I wondered if my parents thought they'd let something slip.  They were probably right if they did.  I finished putting my shoes on.  Then I hugged and kissed him.  He'd recently stoped thinking it was gross.
        At supper, Matthew mentioned Alexia, and I confirmed it without adding anything new.  My parents were relieved that they wouldn't have to deal with a granddaughter, and I didn't tell them how mistaken they were.
        That night, Matthew came into my room and asked to sleep with me.  I had to tell him that it was dangerous to sleep with another person because it caused us to become Ian's people faster.  Matthew told me "I wish I could have seen Alexia."  I resisted the "Be careful what you wish for" line.  I had a feeling that if I told Alexia that she would arrange to be seen by Matthew.  I told him "So do I." and hugged and kissed him good night.  He held the hug for a long time and I knew he had an erection.  I was certainly wet.  I wondered how long it would be before I had sex with him.  I loved him so much.

        I was walking home from school the next day and suddenly found myself on a deserted beach.  Deserted except for Alexia that is.  She had her baby as well.  "Something happened last night." she told me as she took my hand.
        I didn't like her tracking me, but I realized that if she hadn't restrained herself, she would know every detail of the trouble.  I decided to leave well enough alone.  "My parents are afraid they'll molest me and my brother, and tried to send us somewhere safe.  But they picked the most dangerous place they could have, and I had to talk them out of it."
        "It must have been more than talking."
        "I had to convince them I knew what I was talking about.  I started by showing myself naked and kept shocking them from there.  I think they sort of understand what's going on now."
        "What don't they know?"
        "My brother wants to get closer to me.  I don't think they realize that.  I don't know how long it will be before we have sex."  She knew this wasn't considered a good thing, but she couldn't possibly understand what my parents would think of it.
        "You have a brother?  That's wonderful.  What's he like?"
        "There's too much to tell.  But I love him utterly.  Also when I told him about you, he wished he could have seen you.  He thinks you're still a baby.  I'm not sure that he should."
        "Of course he should.  If you let me look into your house while your there, I could find him."
        "It's more that I'm not sure he'd keep it a secret if he did."
        "Would he hurt you?"
        "A couple weeks ago, he might have.  I don't think he would now.  It just might slip out."
        "I think it's worth a little risk.  Do you?"
        "I guess so."
        "So may I look in you house?" she asked.
        "I'll try and play with him in the front lawn.  Anyone's allowed to look there."
        "Thanks.  I'll watch."
        "What's your baby's name?" I asked.
        "Alvin.  He has a twin sister named Susan.  I was going to name her after you, but Ian said she'd meet you in a couple weeks and it would be confusing."
        So in a couple weeks I'd have a granddaughter and a great grandchild.  I could end up with quite a family tree.  I had another idea "Is having a child from incest allowed for anyone? or just Ian?"
        "Anyone.  We sort of accept it happens at times, and sometimes people do it deliberately.  It's just not a good idea to make a habit of it."
        I realized something else "You have brothers and sisters too."
        She laughed.  "I have so many it doesn't matter how many.  But there's a boy named Daryl that I'm particularly close to.  He'll be my age an a couple more days.  Jason's not my brother, but I'm close to him too.  Partly because he knew you."
        I was closer to Jason than to anyone else in the world.  Jason was an eight year old orphan Ian brought into the floating castle.  We had tried out mental communication expecting a kind of speach.  Instead we found ourselves exposed to each other.  Every thought I had, no matter how stupid, petty, or otherwise unacceptable was his to see and I saw as deep into him.  We had been so frightened that we broke it off instantly, but somehow we found each other's minds to be wonderful.  We decided to try it again and near the end of my pregnancy we shared for hours at a time, though I never stoped being afraid to do it.  "Jason would be out now."  The time diferential would have prevented prevented communication even if I had tried, but we could do it again now.
        "I'm living with him.  He's waiting for you to contact him."
        That made sense.  I was terrified to do it though.  He would be years older and might not be as accepting.  "I'm scared to do it."
        "It's your decision.  It's scary even for us.  But there's something else I want to do if you can get home a bit late."
        I knew what she wanted.  Ian's people have an expression that means "He's a complete stranger."  They say "I haven't even had sex with him."  I stroked her hair and upper back as she took off my shoes.  I kept doing it as she unziped my dress, and pressed my body against hers as she lifted it off.  More hair and upper back as she took off my bra.  Then she held me and used her legs to push my pantys down.  Then we lay down and sixty nined.  She was an enthusiastic lover and showed every sign that she could keep going.  I broke it off soon saying "I have to play with Matthew in the front lawn, remember?"  We rinsed off in the water and let the sun dry us.  She danced while I just sat there.  Then I brushed sand off and Alexia insisted on dressing me as well, which got me aroused all over again.  Resisting Matthew's advances would be hard tonight.

        At home, Matthew and I put on swimming suits and played in the sprinklers in the front lawn.  When he asked why not the back, I told him I wanted someone to see him with me so she could meet him.  My swimming suit made me miss being naked, and Matthew wanted to go to the back lawn to do it naked himself.  I explained to him how I wanted to keep things normal for as long as we could so we could remember it when we changed.  He reluctantly accepted it.
        That night my mother went for a walk with me and soon asked "How serious were you about going to our bed?"
        I knew she was feeling some desire for me and wanted to know how it would affect me.  "It's going to happen sooner or later Mom.  I'm not having nightmares about it."  Strangely, during Ovarch, I'd had nightmares about being kidnapped, but my dreams about sex had all been sweet.
        "I mean, if we had taken you up on it last night, would you have followed through?"
        "Yes.  I would."  Actually, my body lit up at the thought of taking Mom's clothes off and giving her pleasure that I couldn't imagine she'd ever accepted from anyone.  I hoped there was a side to her that I'd never seen.
        She remained silent for a moment, and I thought she might leave the subject for a time, but she asked "Wouldn't you be afraid of getting pregnent?"
        "Not really.  By the time it started to show, it wouldn't be any big deal.  Also I learned how to turn off my overys and I haven't turned them on again."
        "Is that a trick you could teach me?"
        "Sort of.  It's a use of Ian's powers, so you would have to become initiate to him first.  You could probably go up to Castle Center and ask.  I think they plan to initiate everyone eventually."  Elementery and middle school students sometimes got field trips to the castle, which meant bussing them to Castle Center and sending them up to Ian, either all at once or one at a time.
        "So I can get initiated and then you can teach me.  What's it like being initiated?"
        "You have to look into Ian's eyes from a couple inches away and let your soul drown in them.  All kinds of things happen to you in there and if you stay there long enough, you get thrown out and then you're initiated."
        "What kind of things happen?"
        That was hard for me to talk about.  "Some of them are good, and a lot of them are bad.  The only time I've really been raped was in his eyes.  That was a biker gang.  Just about all of them involved sex though.  A few times I was having sex with a boyfriend in my room and you or Dad walked in on me.  Once I was having sex with Matthew and you threw me out naked.  Sometimes it was just feeling strange pains or pleasures in my body.  It was hard to do.  Ian had just done it to me the first time and I was kind of determined to get something out of it."
        We walked a while in silence.  Then on the way home, Mom asked "What about children of incest?  Surely they don't just allow that?"
        "Actually they do just allow it.  Girls do it with enough people that it usually doesn't happen, but it's no big deal if they do.  Sometimes they deliberately have a child from incest.  It's no big deal even then."
        "They don't have lots of birth defects?"
        "I think initiation from Ian changes your genes.  But maybe they don't happen as much as we think."

        That night Matthew came into my room for his long hug.  While he was in my arms, he told me how he and his best friend Peter had gone into a bathroom stall and felt each other under their clothes.  Matthew had wanted to feel Peter's privates, but had been scared to ask.  When he asked if he could do this with me, I accepted, but had him stay away from privates.  He felt my breasts once before I told him that was private for a girl.  He didn't complain about it being unfair that I felt his young nipples.  After he finally went back to his bed, I masterbated.  I bet he did too.  But my hands just didn't feel nearly as good as another person would have.

        The next day was saturday.  I talked Matthew into going on a walk with me with part of the truth: I expected someone to meet us that I wanted him to see.  We hadn't gone far when we found ourselves on the beach again.  Matthew steped closer to me and took my hand.  I don't blame him for being frightened.
        "Hi Matthew.  I'm Alexia.  Sarah said you wanted to meet me."
        Matthew was speechless for a moment.  Then he asked "How did you grow up?"
        "I grew up in the floating castle of course.  Time flows much faster there."  Alexia had come close to us and she stroked Matthews hair.  Matthew squeezed my had for a moment and then decided to accept instead of object.
        "Who's the baby?"
        "This is Alvin.  Isn't he cute?"
        "Yes!"  Matthew reached out to stroke Alvin's mostly bare scalp.  He caught on fast.  Then he asked "Can we swim naked here?"
        "Yes, but you should do something else first."
        I was angry that she would decide that for herself, but also burning with lust for the boy whose hand I held.  I also strangely felt a sense of caution and focus, as well as strong curiosity.
        "Do what?" Matthew asked.
        Alexia asked "How do you feel about your sister?"  The curiosity was displaced by a wave of affection and lust.  Before we could find words to answer, she went on "That's what I thought."
        I asked "Do you need to manipulate us like this?"
        "I won't make you do it.  But I just can't bear to not say I think you should.  Your parents don't need to know till their ready.  And I can to away and hang some spells while you do it."
        "Do what?"  Alexia had droped her emotional links, but I knew that Matthew was a bit angry as well as curious.
        I thought hard on how to answer, but Alexia answered "You can't really know what it is without doing it.  There are lots of words for it but they wouldn't mean anything to you."  She turned to me and told me "It just feels right that you two should do it.  So right it just burns in me.  I'm going off to hang a couple spells and you two can do it or swim naked as you wish."  She turned and walked into the woods by the beach.
        "Are you going to do it?" Matthew asked.
        I came near saying yes just for emotional reasons.  I wanted him badly.  But I forced myself to think about it.  I realized that he would have some sort of sex with Peter today if I didn't, and it would probably be just a couple days before he tried penetration with Peter.  I knew he wanted me too.  I finally answered "Yes." somewhat more deliberately.
        "So what do we do?"
        "A good place to start is to take each other's sandals off."  We did so and tickled each others feet.  I guessed right there that Matthew was a natural born lover.  I had Matthew unzip my dress and let him explore the bare skin beneath while I sliped my hands under his shirt and then pulled it up.  He had to put his hands up for me to pull his shirt over his head.  I tossed his shirt onto his sandals and let him take my dress off.  Then I unziped his shorts and slid them and my hands down his legs while he stroked my hair and back and then tickled me in my armpits.  I let him take my bra off before I stood up again.  I could see his erection clearly through his underwear, including a wet spot around the tip of his penis.  He rubbed my nipples a bit hard telling me "I'm touching your privates!"  I took his shoulders and pushed myself into his touch and told him "So you are."  I put my hands under his arms and slid them down his young slender body, rubbing him a little as I went.  He got tired of touching my nipples and tickled me a bit on my stomach.  I sliped my fingers and thumbs under the elastic of his underwear and slid them down, careful to not get them caught on his penis.  His penis was beautiful, though the white scar around it felt more wrong than I expected.  I told him "Now you take mine off." and he did.  But he took his time, delighting in the feel of my skin.  He put his hands over my labia and rubbed there quite hard.  I almost had an orgasm right there.
        I pulled his hands away.  "Not yet.  I haven't touched your penis yet either."  I pulled his hands up and walked him backward till we were away from our clothes, while he came as close as he could to feeling my body with his eyes.  I told him "Just keep your feet right there now." and kept moving him with his hands, lowering him down on his back.  Then I lay down on top of him and rubbed my body against his.  He put his arms around me and slid them down to my buttocks and massaged them.  I slid along him a bit till his penis was between my thighs.  I told him to point his penis up a bit which he did.  I slid back down, sliping his penis inside me, suprised by the minor pain of my hymen breaking (again).  His penis filled me, but didn't stretch me.  I squeezed it like nice girls are supposed to.
        He put his hands between my legs to feel what was going on, but couldn't quite reach.  I told him "Your penis is inside me where it belongs.  It fits into the slit you saw."  I ground against him and started slow humping.  He slid his hands between us, and I lifted up for a moment to let him.  He felt my genital and soon found my clitoris.  He pulled his hands away when I shouted.  I told him "Sorry.  That nub's just really sensitive.  You can touch it, but you have to be gentle."
        "What nub?"  He hadn't felt it.
        "I'll show you later.  No, how bout you put your hands back, just move them slowly."  I pushed myself up on my elbows again so he could do it.
        He was timid this time.  He found it again and it felt sweet.  "Oh!  That felt good." I exclaimed.  He explored the area around where his penis went in a bit more boldly and then stroked my clitoris some more till I had an orgasm.  "Oh! Yes!  That's great!"
        I told him "Take your hand out now.  I'm going to do that to you." and I did.  I moved against him and it took a long time to get him to orgasm.  He told me how he felt along the way.  Finally he told me "It's pulsing now.  I think I'm peeing."
        "You aren't.  I'd feel it if you were."  I'd had Jason pee inside me once to know what it was like.  I'd felt dirty inside for a long time afterword.  A moment later, I asked "How did you know you weren't supposed to pee?  Most boys try it if they aren't told."
        "Actually I did.  I couldn't do it."
        "A lot of boys can't.  When you said you thought you were peeing, I thought you knew."
        "I was just telling you.  Would it have been bad if I did pee?"
        "Not very.  I felt dirty inside me for a long time when I tried it, but I was all right."
        "I bet hitting your nub was worse."  He squirmed under me shifting his penis a little.  I sliped my hands under him and rolled us over.  Then he started really moving his penis, while I put my legs around him and rubbed his back and buttocks.  I had an orgasm and then he did and collapsed on top of me.
        I let him rest a bit and then I rolled and sliped him out of me and sat up.  He sat up as well and I was about to teach him words for things and experiences when he exclaimed "There's blood on my hands!"  There was also blood on his penis, my crotch, and a patch of bloody sand where I had impaled myself.
        "Girls start out with a sort of seal on their vagina.  When a boy or something gets inside her the first time, it rips and bleeds.  A lot of times it hurts a lot too.  And when I was done having Alexia, they put me back the way I was before my ovarch so no one would have to know I'd been there.  It looks a lot worse than it is."
        Then I did name parts and experiences, and Alexia found us while we were doing it and helped with the naming.  Then we sat on the edge of the ocean where waves broke over us.  I realized that Matthew and I would get sunburns.  I could tan myself, but not Matthew.  While I got us both out of the water to dry off, Alexia suggested initiation to Ian, and claimed to have become initiate at six when I said he wasn't old enough.  When I told Matthew a little of what it was like, he decided he didn't want to try it yet.
        By then the sun had dried us and we put clothes on, but Alexia decided to try tanning him with our combined magical gifts.  It involved getting as much skin contact as possible, so we went into the woods and undressed again.  We pressed him hard between us and repeated a short incantation over and over again while pouring our powers into tanning his skin.  It worked, but left me lying in the woods and left Alexia quite tired too.  Alexia sent Matthew ahead to play in the sun and water and helped me walk back to the beach.  Matthew looked like one of Ian's people with his whole body taned.
        While the ritual had exhausted us, it was done with sexual energy and as we recovered, I felt my body burning more and more with desire.  Matthew found us sixty nining and exclaimed "Gross!"  I hoped he would come around to it as I had, but was going to wait.  Alexia was more forward "Come try it.  We'll suck your penis too."  This earned us softer "Oh Gross!"
        "It's not hard.  You wiggle my clitoris with your tongue.  It tastes kind of salty.  And Sarah needs a rest."
        I realized I had stoped moving my tongue against her.  I was far from recovered from the spell we had cast, and was going sexually numb again.  I managed to roll onto my back and saw that Matthew's penis was pointing out and started pointing up as he said "Gross" again.
        "Is it OK Sarah?"
        "Yeah.  It won't hurt you." I replied.
        He lay where I had been, with his back pressed pleasently against my side.  I heard him say "Gross" again and then Alexia tell him "There.  That feels nice."  As they went at it, I fell asleep.
        I woke up feeling my body burning slightly.  My face was caked with dried snot.  I realized I had forgot to create my own tan.  I wondered how to cure a sunburn.  I heard Alexia and Matthew talking nearby.  Then Alexia said "Sarah's awake."  Sarah came and told me how to make my skin regenerate.  I did so and made the skin tan as well.  My healed skin felt good.  I stroked part of it and found some rubbing off me.  I've always kind of enjoyed peeling, and this time there was a lot of it.
        I went to the water to wash and felt my sexual desires come back with my cleanliness.  I might have physically recovered from the spell, but the sexual part hadn't been satisfied.  Alexia knew this of course and soon we were sixty nining again while Matthew was thrusting in my anus, his body pressed against my back.
        We had a wonderful, but tiring afternoon.  Alexia also conjured up a light lunch which included many stimulant potions to drink.  She had Matthew drink an aphrodasiac as well, which made sense because Alexia and I weren't going to be interested in much other than sex for a while.  Alexia had to take breaks to feed and bathe Alvin, and Matthew and I rested when she did so.  We were saving some potions for when we went home and the amount that would let Alexia go nonstop for the afternoon didn't quite do it for us.  It rained in the afternoon, which felt wonderful after the hot sun, but soaked our clothes.  We hung them on branches and Alexia cast a spell to dry them out while she was nursing Alvin.
        My lusts were not gone, but had reduced some when we had to go home.  My clothes failed to become a part of me almost as much as when I'd come home after having Alexia.  We took a few stimulant potions with us and Alexia promised to send me a spellbook that told how to create more.  She also told us she would try to bring a boy tomorow.  She took us all to the place she had got us from and walked toward the nearest tower.

        "Where have you been all day!?"  Matthew and I don't normally just go on all day walks, so she probably knew what we had been doing.
        I told her "We walked to central, looked in a lot of stores, ate out, looked in some more stores, and came home.  We sort of lost track of time.  Sorry about that."
        I could see her trying to decide if she really wanted to hear the truth.  We were actually less sweaty than we would have been from the walk I had described.  Finally she hugged us (for the first time in two weeks) and told us "Just warn me the next time you do that."  I knew that we were forgiven.
        We ate a lot at supper, because Alexia's lunch had been light, and because when the stimulant potions wore off, they left you hungry instead of tired.  Mom and Dad seemed happier than they had been in weeks.  Toward the end though, Mom asked "How tired are you two from your walk?"
        "Not very." I answered truthfully.
        "Did you really take the walk you described?"
        "No."
        "We did something a lot better." Matthew added.
        Dad answered "If you want to do more of it, you can come to bed with us.  Don't bother dressing for it.  We'll dress you."
        "All right!" Matthew exclaimed.
        "Wait an hour after supper." I told him.  "It's like swimming that way."  Mom and Dad agreed with me.

        An hour later, Dad told us it was time and Matthew closed his book and climbed off my lap.  I realized Alexia had given him an all day aphrodasiac.  I knew from experience that if we did well with each other now, Matthew would be able to sleep tonight.  I knew I'd have to get pretty tired.
        Dad and I undressed each other while Matthew and Mom did the same.  Our parents were suprised at our full body tans, which led to the outing we had.  I told them a bit without mentioning that the girl who had taken us there was Alexia.  But Mom insisted on knowing why she had taken an interest in us, and I explained how Alexia was already my age and wanted a sister figure in her life.  Our parents decided she would be welcome in our house even if she didn't knock.  Matthew and I were quite happy with this.
        At first Dad and I were together, and Mom and Matthew.  But Matthew wanted to learn about sex with a man, and I wanted to get a really good look at the place I had come out of when I was a baby.  Mom and I sixty nined.  I could tell Mom had never done it with another female, but she learned fast.  Matthew performed oral sex on Dad, and then insisted on being penetrated anally.  I could tell it hurt him, but Matthew insisted on going all the way.
        When I got tired, I told Mom that it was hard to believe that I had been small enough to come out through her vagina.
        "I can't say that you were.  It hurt more than anything else in my life.  I had anesthesia to have Matthew, and it was a lot better.  Was having Alexia hard?"
        "Not like having me was, but it hurt a lot.  They used magic to get bones out of the way, but they let my vagina stretch on its own.  But it felt sort of good too.  I'd like to have another child sometime."
        "I'm glad you had some help."
        Matthew and I were tired before Mom and Dad.  We lay together and watched Mom and Dad make love for the first time in our lives.  Then they had us take a short shower together, which almost became sexual, and they did the same while we lay on Mom and Dad's bed.  Mom and Dad decided to let us sleep with them from then on, but felt a bigger bed would be a good idea.

        The next day, Alexia and Jason summoned me and Matthew.  When I told them what our family had decided, they were thrilled.  After a lot of sex, we all went to see Mom and Dad.  At Alexia's suggestion, we all got our parent's double bed out of the house and Alexia conjured up a big self cleaning mattress of the sort Ian's people used in the towers.  It was so big that one had to walk on it to get through the room.  Then Alexia and Jason almost insisted on having sex with Mom and Dad.  Matthew and I were too tired and cuddled while we watched them.

        The next morning, Matthew went to go to school naked.  He had seen one of his classmates doing the same.  I hadn't seen such a thing in my school, but was fairly sure that the social climate was ready for it.  I went to school naked and found it was a bit chilly, though other students found it under airconditioned.  Also, I wasn't the only naked person in school, and I was sure there would be more soon.
        It took a couple months for nudity to become normal enough for air conditioners to be adjusted.  By then, there had been visits from Uncle Albert, as well as trips into the tower where Jason and Alexia lived.  In fact, my parents were thinking of moving in with them, which we were welcome to do.  Mom, Dad, Matthew, and Uncle Albert had all been initiated to Ian's power, and we were studying magic.  Alexia had been joined by her daughter Susan, and her granddaughter Jane, who had a son named Andrew.
        A week later, I asked Dad if I could have a child with him, and to my suprise, he agreed.  I triggered exactly one ovulation and quickly got pregnant.  School let out for the summer break and did not come back that fall.  I had a son who Dad named Karl.  I was apprenticed to the same master parent who taught Alexia.  A couple years later, I was encouraged to have another child and did.  Ten years after that, I became a master parent and went on to have a large family.

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