Call and Response
mc; Mg; Mdom; inc; preg
Stuart looked out the window and saw Aunt Hazel on her way up the steps to his house. With her was one of his three teenage cousins, or technically, one of his first cousins once removed. Aunt Hazel had been disappointed that he'd been the only one in the family to inherit the family call and response magic. To make matters worse, most of the family explained away what she'd done. Now, though, Stuart was going to change things.
He was going to make sure that then next generation had magic, even if he had to bind them to him to promote the gene. Aunt Hazel had tested all of his cousins' children, and the trio of cousins, Lorie, Cora, and Rae may not have been magical, but they had the gene, and Stuart's seed would make sure they bore more witches and wizards. Of course, their strong will and teenage rebellion posed a problem, but Stuart had a solution for that. By the time he was done, Stuart was sure that they'd be his fertile little girls, not his bitchy cousins who no one else could stand.
"There's no such thing as magic," Lorie said, her hands on her hips as she stood in front of Stuart. The thirteen-year-old girl was sure of that. "There's no way that you can do anything like that. You have about as much chance of knocking me up, which means zero percent."
"I see," Stuart replied. "That sounds like a challenge. Tim, Rhona, do you have any objection to my proving that by putting her naked and pregnant in the kitchen?"
"No, she's been a bit too saucy and speedy since she became a teen," Tim admitted, before turning towards the living room. "Too contrary. Maybe a baby in her belly would slow her down."
"I think it started when she turned ten," Rhona said, hurrying into the kitchen with her contribution for the Christmas Dinner. "You can start with that."
"You can't make me ten!" Lorie said, her hands on her hips as she stood in the entry hall.
"No, I can't make you ten," Stuart replied, looking at the jean and t-shirt clad teen. Her breasts were barely contained behind the t-shirt. "When were you born?"
"February 8, 2005," Lorie replied. Her breasts were a lot smaller, suddenly, and she'd dropped a bit of height.
"See, you don't turn ten for another two days," Stuart said, placing his arm around her shoulders.
"What are you doing?" Lorie asked, looking at her smaller and younger body.
"Call and response magic," Stuart said, starting her moving slowly to the kitchen. "For instance, right now you're wearing shoes, but if I were to ask you, how long has it been since you've worn shoes?"
"I don't wear shoes," Lorie responded as her name brand shoes disappeared, leaving her feet bare. The cool slate tile felt good.
"And now you don't have them," Stuart said. "There are other ways I can use it. Like if I wanted to get rid those tight red jeans ... That is a very nice skirt you're wearing."
"Thank you," Lorie said, looking down at the short pleated skirt she was now wearing. "This can't be happening."
"Oh, I think it is," Stuart replied, pushing her ahead of him towards the kitchen. "What are you wearing under that skirt?"
"Nothing," Lorie replied, with a suddenly horrified expression.
"Might as well not be wearing it," Stuart responded, as she entered the kitchen and came to a stop in front of the table. "Especially given how wet you are down there."
Lorie looked down at her now naked pussy. It's bare lips glistened with her juices as her fingers explored. "What about my t-shirt?"
"A hot little girl like you doesn't need a t-shirt," Stuart replied, turning around a chair and sitting down facing her. "Especially when she's too busy making herself cum."
Lorie cried out wordlessly, arching her naked body as she brought it over the top. No longer able to stand, she found herself slumping into Stuart's grasp and sitting on his lap. His pants were down around his ankles.
"I see you've got my daughter naked in the kitchen," Rhona said, from where she stood putting her dish in the microwave to heat. "That just leaves pregnant."
"Well, I doubt he can do that," Lorie said. "I'm not even ten now, and even if he cums in me and knocks me up, I won't show for months. Anyway, I'm not letting him do me."
"Really?" Stuart asked. "Do you not enjoy the feeling of my hard cock inside you?"
"I do," Lorie said, as she squirmed on Stuart's cock. "I want you to cum inside my fertile body."
"I see," Stuart said, moving Lorie up and down on his cock. "And do you like the way I feel your tender breasts?"
"Yes!" Lorie said, as Stuart kneaded her breasts, and pinched her nipples. "It makes me feel so good." Her body arched as she came again.
"Do you like the way my baby has started to kick inside you?" Stuart asked.
"Yes!" Lorie said as her hands rested on her swollen belly and Stuart's cum shot inside her.
After a few minutes rest, Lorie stood up, pulling off Stuart's cock and letting his seed run down her legs from her pregnant womb. Stuart stood up as well, and pulled up his pants.
"Well, Lorie, it looks like Stuart was right," Rhona said to her daughter. "You are now a nine-year-old naked and pregnant girl in the kitchen. What do you say to Stuart?"
"Sorry I didn't believe you, Stuart," Lorie said. "Thank you for making love to me again and giving me my first baby."
"How far is she along?" Rhona asked.
"Five months, and at her age, she'll probably give birth in mid March," Stuart said. "And what do you think about having more after that, Lorie?"
"I like being naked and pregnant," Lorie replied, as the door chime rang. She looked around the corner at the door. "Cora's here!"
"Are you going to do something to Cora too?" Rhona asked, as Lorie waddled out of the kitchen to meet her second cousin.
"Sue and her husband have already agreed," Stuart said as Lorie disappeared around the corner.
Cora could not believe her eyes when her second cousin Lorie came into view from the kitchen. Lorie, along with her other second cousin Rae, were part of a trio of thirteen-year-olds who had grown up together. It was obvious that Lorie wasn't the girl she had been. She was shorter, looking to be the same height as she had been three or four years earlier. She was naked, and her belly budged out with pregnancy. Perhaps most surprising, though, was the fact that she was dripping sperm from her previously virgin vagina.
"What happened to you?" Cora asked.
"I'm having a baby," Lorie said. "Come on, Mrs Susan, Mr. Tyler, Cora and I will put your coats in the room for you."
Cora accepted the direction, taking her mother's coat as Lorie took Cora's father's overcoat. She followed Lorie to the small bedroom where the coats could be hung on the temporary coat rail. She also took her mother's purse, which ended up on the dresser along with the other womenfolk's.
"Now, Lorie, what happened," Cora demanded.
"It was magic," Lorie said.
"No, really, what happened."
"I said it was magic," Lorie said. "I got here, just like you are, thirteen, shoes, tight jeans, tight shirt over my breasts. Then Stuart started talking to me, telling me what I was. The next thing I know I'm nine, naked in the kitchen, feeling my baby kick, while Stuart's seed leaks down my leg."
"Yeah, right, like he can really do that," Cora said. "There is no such thing as magic, and Stuart didn't tell you to be nine, much less all that." Cora turned around and discovered Stuart in the doorway. "Hello Stuart."
"So you're a non-believer too, even with Aunt Hazel as your grandmother," Stuart said. "That's okay, as Sue just confirmed what I can do to you. Now when is your birthday, Cora?"
"You know that, February 14th, 2005," Cora replied. Suddenly her breasts didn't feel so tight against her shirt. She looked down, and discovered that she barely had any breasts at all. Then she looked at Lorie, who was no longer shorter than her. In fact, Cora figured that she had to be a good two inches shorter than Lorie.
"I think that makes you nine too," Stuart said. "Cute ponytails, too. So, looking at your feet, I'd say you're glad that Aunt Hazel finally got her driveway paved."
Cora looked down at her suddenly bare feet while playing with her pair of ponytails. "Yeah, I hate gravel driveways."
"I know," Stuart replied, sitting down to take off his own shoes. "You know, some girls like to wear tight jeans, so tight that you can see their pussy lips. It's a relief to see a girl like you who prefers skirts to jeans."
At first, Cora had thought she was going to keep her jeans that were exactly as Stuart described, but as she looked down at her feat she noticed that she was now wearing a loose but short skirt. "Yeah, with this I can breathe."
"Yes, and you can get away with going commando under it, too," Stuart said, standing to lift up her skirt revealing her bare pussy lips. He tucked the hem around in the waistband.
Cora found her hands seeking out her pussy. She knew how to make herself feel good. "I like being able to do this."
"You do, don't you," Stuart said, taking off his pants and underwear. "I think it would be easier if you didn't have the skirt, or the T-shirt, as I'm sure you like to feel your breasts too."
"Yes," Cora said, her fingers buried in her wet pussy as Stuart pushed her back up on the bed. As her head hit the mattress, one of her hands started to pinch her nipples. She whimpered as a surge of pleasure spread throughout her naked body.
"You want more than those fingers inside you now," Stuart said, his cock touching Cora's pussy.
"Yes," Cora replied again, her fingers spreading her pussy for Stuart's cock. She felt his cock spreading her body, as her feet rose to his shoulders. The sense of his cock going in and out of her body made her senses connect to that and his words.
"You like doing this, even though doing it with me put a set of twins into your belly," Stuart informed her, as her belly swelled suddenly with child.
"Yes!" Cora cried out again as her body arced with pleasure. Stuart's seed shot deep inside her, filling her, overfilling her. The feeling was overwhelming, and nearly caused her to lose consciousness.
Stuart pulled out, and gave Cora a minute to recover before helping her up. "Now, I think you're both needed in the living room. Rae should be arriving soon. Oh, and Cora, both of you are due in March, given your age, and especially since you're having twins."
Cora waddled out of the small bedroom, naked, nine, and pregnant. She could feel Stuart's seed oozing out of her, and knew that she wanted more of it. She liked being naked and pregnant, just like Lorie was. As she reached the entry to the kitchen, her mother stepped out.
Placing her hand on her belly, her mother told her, "be sure to let everyone know you're having twins. I'm looking forward to seeing the fruit of your womb, especially if they're anything like you were."
Cora felt her twins kick, and knew that her new state was by the consent and design of her mother. Her mother couldn't have any more children, but Cora could. Being only nine again, Cora didn't have a choice in the matter. She was going to be naked and pregnant for years in her mother's stead.
After a few moments, her mother removed her hand from Cora's belly and with a hand on her shoulder, directed Cora into the living room.
Mike knew what was going to happen to his daughter Rae, and heartily approved. His thirteen-year-old daughter was going down the same path at a break neck speed that her mother had. Her mother had died in a car crash while out doing drugs with her so called friends. He'd already caught Rae sneaking out her window to see a boy. The birth control her maternal grandmother had put her on had saved her then, but it wouldn't save her today.
He looked at his daughter. Rae was sitting in the corner, looking bored and put out for even having to come to the gathering. She wore make up, not very well done in her father's opinion. It made her look like a slut, especially with her tight leather pants that you could see her pussy through. It was obvious that she wasn't wearing any panties under that, nor was she wearing a bra under the tight red shirt with "Hot to-male-ly" printed on it. Her high healed boots didn't hurt her slutty image.
Mike knew that it was only the presence of her second cousins Lorie and Cora that had even gotten her to come, and she hadn't seen them yet. He'd seen the two when he went to hang up the coats he and Rae had worn. Lorie had greeted him, with her five-month swollen belly and now nine-year-old form. Cora was too busy being fucked and transformed to even notice.
It looked like Rae was too busy sulking in her corner to notice Lorie's condition, as the naked girl entered and sat down beside Rae. "Hi Rae."
"You got dragged here too, I see," Rae replied. Mike could tell she wasn't looking at Lorie.
"Yeah," Lorie said. "Mom brought the cinnamon apple pie, and Cora's mom made her famous cherry and cream cheese desert."
"I wish I had a mom," Rae said. "She wouldn't make me go to boring gatherings." Rae looked up and Mike could see her expression change from boredom to surprise. "What happened to you?"
"I'm having a baby," Lorie said, her hands on her swollen belly. "It's kicking." She pulled one of Rae's hands to feel.
"Yeah, but you weren't that way when school ended for break a week ago," Rae stated, feeling her cousin's baby bump. "It is kicking."
"I know, Stuart magically talked me into it," Lorie said, her hands feeling her small naked breast. "I arrived like you, and by the time he finished with me I'd lost four years, gained five months along, and lost my clothes. Oh, and he made love to me too."
"You really believe that he has magic?" Rae asked. It was clear to Mike that his daughter was reconsidering her position on the matter.
"I'm having twins!" Cora announced as the naked freshly-fucked nine-year-old entered the room. Mike watched as his daughter's eyes went wide.
"He did her too," Rae's voice trembled. Mike watched as his daughter figured out that she was probably going to be joining her two best friends and partners-in-crime. She stood up.
"So, Rae, I thought you were the youngest of the three," Stuart said, having quietly entered from the other direction of Cora. He just wore a bathrobe, which was tied shut, but Mike knew that it was temporary. "When were you born?"
"June 6, 2005," Rae answered, her expression indicating that she had tried not to. Her breasts immediately shrank, and so did her height. At thirteen she'd been the tallest and most developed. At nine she'd been the shortest and least developed.
"I thought you were," Stuart said. "Now, I've always thought that high-heels were murder on girl's feet. I guess that's why you're not wearing any shoes. Better to not were them than wear those torturous heals."
"Yeah, I guess," Rae said, her now bare left foot going over her right foot, as if to confirm that her heels were gone.
"I've also felt that this trend of leather clothing and tight shirts really aren't appropriate for girls your age," Stuart said. "I guess that's why you're wearing that nice dress."
"Yeah, I guess," Rae said again, looking at the short red baby-doll style dress that barely reached below her crotch that was now her sole attire.
"That style is really appropriate given your condition, Rae," Stuart remarked. "How far along are you?"
Mike watched his daughter's belly swell as Rae struggled not to answer. Eventually the words escaped her mouth, "six-and-a-half months." The way the dress now went over her belly revealed his daughter's bare pussy, which appeared to be getting wet. His daughter's hand slid under her swollen womb and started feeling her pussy.
"The youngest is the furthest along. Of course, given your condition, I'm sure you've spent a lot of time naked in the kitchen," Stuart said, opening his robe.
"Yeah, I guess," Rae said as her dress disappeared. "I make breakfast every morning for Dad." Mike had to admit that his daughter was good at cooking breakfast.
"It looks like you want something in your pussy again," Stuart commented as Rae's body trembled. She was quietly bringing herself off in front of her father and most of the males of the family. Mike knew she'd find it embarrassing once she was done.
"Yeah, I guess," Rae moaned as her juices dripped from her pussy.
Stuart bent Rae over, so her shoulders were resting on the back of a chair, and slid his cock inside her slick pussy. Mike watched as his daughter discovered the pleasures of a man inside her body. He listened to her soft moans as Stuart felt her developing small breasts, only returned due to her pregnancy. He heard the slap of their bodies, his crotch impacting her bottom, as Stuart thrust into his daughter from behind. Mike knew his daughter had reached the point of no return, as she arched her back, lifting off the chair, as Stuart thrust hard one last time inside her.
Stuart pulled out, allowing his cum to start seeping down Rae's leg. He helped her to stand and asked, "So, are you looking forward to starting another one at Easter?"
"Yeah, I guess," Rae said, looking up at her taller cousin once removed. Her hands were on her swollen belly, and Mike knew that Stuart would only have to ask at Easter.
"You know, I think we need to take a picture of you girls," Rae's Great Aunt Hazel said. "It's not often that we get together, after all."
With the direction of Hazel, the three girls gathered in front of the fireplace. Mike took out his camera from his pocket, and framed up the girls. On the left was Lorie, five months gone, with one arm around his daughter, the other on her naked belly. On the right was Cora, her twin swollen belly the biggest of the three, as she had one arm around Rae as well, and one on her belly. Rae was in the middle, her arms behind her second cousins' backs. Below her six-and-a-half month swollen womb, she leaked the most sperm. As Mike snapped the picture, a drop emerged that would inform future viewers that his daughter had been freshly fucked. The other girls had enough to indicate they'd had their dose, but not as recent as his Rae.
They looked nothing like the three young teens who had left their houses in tight pants. Gone was the rebellious gang, constantly pushing their parents' rules. Gone was the tight sexy clothes, uncomfortable to see one's daughter in. Instead there were three biddable, pregnant nine-year-olds, who Mike knew wouldn't be able to stop it from happening to them again. He gave a high five to Stuart before taking one final shot of Stuart's seed leaking of his daughter's pussy.
Stuart smiled as the girls he'd taken years from and filled with his seed posed for the camera. It was exhausting to change the girls like that. Still, he knew that he now had heirs in their wombs, and best of all, he had them.
