Enslaved at the Mall
mc; mf; preg; inc
Hayley had just turned thirteen a week ago, and that meant that she no longer had to have a parent accompany her at the mall. She'd been trying to get her sixteen-year-old brother to take her to the mall all week. Of course that wasn't usual for her. Since Chris had given her the locket when she was ten, she'd been really against her brother. Pretty much ever time she did anything with her brother it ended in a fight and her throwing the locket he put on her at him again.
Hayley didn't want to wear the locket. She knew if she was wearing the locket when she ovulated, she'd become an enslaved breeder. For three years she'd avoided that, with a few close calls, of course. So usually she stayed away from Chris. It turned out that three years was enough to change all the methods she'd used to use to wheedle something out of her big brother.
Fortunately Dad was still a potent weapon, and thus this Saturday she was able to take her friends Dacey, Victoria, and Gabby. They didn't have to worry about lockets like she did. Dacey was an only child. Victoria was the eldest, and Gabby just had sisters. She felt free with them, unlike the girls that her mother had set her up with, both of which were now enslaved breeders.
Dacey was the last one that Chris picked up. Hayley was riding shotgun as her friends sat in the back seat of the Ranger. As she closed the door to the SUV, a naked breeder biked past. The tanned girl, who couldn't be more than ten-years-old, was just starting to show. Chris passed her by again before they got to the end of the block, and off to the mall they were.
It was enough, however, that it was in Hayley's mind as they reached the mall and parked. It was on Chris's mind as well, as he stopped Hayley with a hand on her shoulder. "Hayley, your locket," he said, before sliding it over her head. "You need to wear it."
Hayley huffed, and headed away from her brother, intending to take off the locket as soon as she was out of his view. Fortunately her brother's friends hailed him, stopping him from entering the mall with her. As soon as the door to the mall closed behind her, Hayley reached up to take off her locket. Her fingers closed around it, but it was stuck against her skin. She couldn't remove it. "No!" she cried out.
"What's wrong?" Dacey asked, looking over at Hayley with a concerned look.
"My locket's stuck to my body," Hayley wailed, her fingers no longer able to grasp an edge of her locket. "It's starting to move up and change! I'm going to be enslaved!" Her hand dropped down.
"It is moving upwards," Victoria said, bringing out her phone and starting to record. "It looks like the it's sliding a bit inside you too. And the chain seems to be splitting into strands."
"I didn't believe it could really do that," Gabby said.
"It's really doing that," Hayley said, her words coming in deep breaths. She was starting to panic. "I can't believe he managed to get it on me at the right time after three years. Oh God, I'm going to lose everything."
"No, you're not going to lose everything," Dacey said, placing her arm around Hayley's shoulder "We're going to be here for you, I promise. Won't we, girls?"
"Of course we will," Gabby said, matching Dacey, and helping guide Hayley to a nearby bench. "And put down that phone, Victoria."
"Just let me finish recording the locket transformation," Victoria said. "It's fascinating. Anything else happening to you, Hayley? I couldn't find anything on the timing when we first talked about this years ago."
"I kind of tingle a bit around my neck and where the locket's been," Hayley said as the locket stopped moving up, having found its place on her neck. She took some deep breaths. Being asked questions seemed to have quelled her panic for now. As she felt the locket chain move around her neck, she wondered, "What is it doing?"
"It's sort of opened up around the edges," Victoria said, her eyes on her iPhone. "It's moving into that kind of linked pieces arrangement, like we saw with Sandy. Of course we only saw the end result. The way it's moving into place is kind of neat, and a little disturbing, actually."
"You're just watching it, it's happening to me," Hayley said. She trembled. "Ooh that felt really strange. Like my skin went to sleep for a second, with pins and needles all over. It's stopped now though."
"I think your locket has completed changing into the choker now," Victoria said, putting down her iPhone. "Do you want to sit while the change completes, or go around the mall ignoring it?"
"I don't think I can ignore it," Hayley said. "But I don't want to sit here either. I may not be able to get clothes that I can wear anymore, but I came here to shop, and I can still go shopping!"
"Well, then, let's go," Victoria said. "Eliza said she saw this cute handbag at The Coast up on the upper level, and I just have to see if she's right. I even have the funds for it!"
Together the four stood up and headed towards the escalator. Hayley felt her body tingle a bit as she walked but it wasn't until she got on the escalator that she felt her panties tighten against her body. She could feel them tightening, getting closer and closer to her body. And then she felt a release, right over her nether lips. She no longer felt the silk of her panties there, but the roughness of her denim shorts. As she rose, more and more of her bottom touched not the tight silk panties but the rough denim shorts. By the time she stepped off the escalator, she knew her panties were gone.
"I just lost my panties," Hayley said, barely above a whisper, to her friends as they resumed their side by side progress. Somehow the first piece of clothes gone was making her feel a little bit calmer, instead of scared. She still had her bra, pink tank top, the plaid thin open button down shirt, her socks and short boots left.
"You can't really tell," Dacey said. "Bra next, you think?"
Hayley could already feel her bra tightening against her breasts. She nodded. She needed her bra. It didn't feel right, and her breasts tended to bounce when she didn't wear one. Hayley knew that she'd end up lactating early, given that she'd survived long enough un-enslaved to grow C-cups. She wasn't going to grow much more.
They reached The Coast and went in, as Hayley felt her bra start to disappear. Eliza had been right, it was a cute handbag, a bit small, in Hayley's opinion, though. She stayed quiet though, enjoying the support of her friends around her, even as her body changed. Hayley felt a tingle go up her spine from the choker towards her head, and hoped that she'd still have her mind, and be Hayley, when it was done.
The bra was gone by the time Victoria went up to pay. Hayley was already feeling her jean shorts tighten against her body. There was a mirrored column next to the cashier, and it was in that mirror that she spotted her pussy peaking out from under her jeans. It was as if a drop of acid had hit them right over the center of her pussy and the jeans were sinking into her body slowly from that point.
"I'm doomed," Hayley moaned, looking down. Not only were her shorts going, but she could feel her socks tightening against her feet.
"No you're not," Gabby said, placing her arm around Hayley. "You may be losing your clothes. You may be getting ready to be bred. But you're not losing your friends, and we will help you through this."
"Right," Dacey said. "I think it's time to head to George's Gastronomical Delights for a pick me up or two."
"I do hear a chocolate sundae calling my name," Hayley said, looking up.
"Yes, and I think you better hold this for a while, or borrow my new purse," Victoria said, picking up Hayley's wallet which had just fallen to the floor as the bottom of her back pocket disappeared.
Hayley took her wallet back. She had no idea how she was going to carry it. She hadn't brought a purse like Dacey had, or like Victoria had purchased. As they walked towards the ice cream shop, Hayley felt her body absorb the buttons on the fly of her jean shorts. It kind of tickled when she absorbed the metal buttons.
As they walked the mall from The Coast and headed towards George's Gastronomical Delights, Hayley's feet were still pressed tight, but it wasn't her socks anymore. Those were gone, just as the last bit of her jean shorts disappeared. As she walked each step seemed to feel just a bit different. By the time they got to George's Gastronomical Delights, her bare feet were treading on the mall's title floor.
Hayley managed to be first in line to give her order to George, the proprietor of George's Gastronomical Delights. "Large chocolate sundae with hot fudge sauce and a cherry on top," she ordered, as she felt her tank top tighten.
"I see you're losing it, today Miss Hayley," George said. George always remembered names, and Hayley had been a regular visitor every single time she'd come to the mall which was usually at least every two weeks or so. "I expect to see you back here more often. Once you're pregnant I'm sure you'll really go through the cream. Three Seventy-five."
"I'll pay for hers," Gabby said from her position next in line. "Strawberry sundae with chocolate sauce, no cherry."
Together the four girls found a tall table to sit around on the stools. Hayley felt the cool metal on her naked bottom as her bare feet rested on the metal ring a quarter of the way up the stool. Her tank top was now gone, leaving her just clad in the unbuttoned shirt, open down the middle. Her sleeves were rolled up to her elbows, and it was now tight against her skin.
"So, are we ready to implement Operation Smarties, girls?" Victoria asked.
"I think so," Dacey said, as Gabby nodded.
"Operation Smarties?" Hayley asked. Her shirt would have only been a halter top now, save for where she'd rolled up her sleeves, if it had been buttoned up.
"Our plan for keeping you smart and as normal a teenage girl as possible, now that you've been enslaved," Victoria said.
"I've been working on the studying thing," Dacey said. "Apparently if you study enough you can burn through the mental part. It's not going to be easy because lots of distractions will be happening. We think we can do it. One of us will be going home with you every weekday to make sure you can complete your homework and studies. We'll quiz you on the bus and at lunch. You're going to keep on the Honor Roll if we have anything to say about it."
"We're also going to make sure you get time to be a teenager," Gabby said. "Every weekend you're coming to the mall from now on. If Chris doesn't take us, we'll find another way. Once you start having your babies, one of us in rotation will stay at your house and watch the babies."
"You're our friend, our best friend forever," Victoria said. "We'll be here for you, night or day. You have my cell number. In fact you're why I have my cell number. Being there for you when this happened got me the phone."
"You mean it?" Hayley asked, sniffling. Only the uppermost part of her top was still present, and that was almost gone. "You really want to still be my friend, even after I'm an enslaved breeder, having baby after baby for my brother?"
"Yes, you naked girl," Dacey said back, as all three of Hayley's friends embraced her now completely naked body.
"Of course we do want to hear exactly how it how it feels," Gabby said. Both Victoria and Dacey looked at her with a sharp glare. "Hey, we don't have older brothers, but it's not like we don't want to know what sex is like. We're teenage girls!"
Hayley had to giggle. In fact she couldn't stop giggling, and it seemed to be contagious. All four of them were soon giggling. In fact, they all ended up running to the restroom so they wouldn't end up peeing in their pants, or in the case of Hayley, peeing on the stool.
After the four had finished their gastronomical delights, they headed back to The Coast, where Hayley purchased a purse to put her wallet in. Then they stopped at a photo booth, where the four crowded in together and took several rounds of pictures, printed out in stickers. If you ignored Hayley's nakedness, they were still the image of a gaggle of giggling girls shopping in the mall.
After their pictures, though, as the girls did a bit of window shopping, Hayley found herself getting a bit depressed. "All these clothes I'll never wear," she moaned.
"That doesn't mean you can't shop," Victoria said. "And I know one store you're going to want to spend a lot of time and cash in." She tugged Hayley in a slightly different direction.
"Yeah, I'd say so," Dacey said, turning Hayley towards the store. "Bath and Body Works, here we come."
Before she even reached the threshold, Hayley could tell that this store not only let breeders in – two stores in the mall didn't – but welcomed them. A sign over the threshold read, "Breeder's Care Pack Special."
"Welcome to Bath and Body Works," one of the staff said as the four entered the store. She was busy putting up more body oils on a display, but obviously not too busy to forgo greeting. "I see you're a new breeder, would you like some assistance in reviewing our lines of breeder body care?"
"How did you know I was new?" Hayley asked.
"Well, there is a slight red line going up from between your breasts to your choker," the teenage girl staff member said. "Of course there is the fact that you have some tan lines. The real kicker though is the fact your pussy hasn't started getting wet yet."
Hayley had totally forgotten about that. As an enslaved breeder, her body would always be ready for her brother. Her hand went down to her pussy. It was still dry, but it felt like it was getting warm.
"It probably won't be long before it is, I see," the staff member said. "Now, as a new breeder, you're going to want some skin protection oil, something with an SPF of at least 30. It comes in various scents, and unscented of course, but I don't recommend that. A pleasant smell, and just a hint at that, makes one feel much better. Cherry blossom seems to be a popular first choice..."
Hayley had a full bag of body oils, creams, and soaps when she exited Bath and Body Works. Her pussy had also decided to get wet. She spotted Chris in the distance and felt an urge to run over to him. She wanted her brother's cock in her pussy. Somehow, though, she managed to look away rather than run to her brother's side. It was very hard to do.
It was also quite futile, as not more than a couple minutes later, Hayley felt his arm going around her shoulder. "It looks like the locket finally caught you ovulating," Chris whispered. "And now I have to keep you pregnant." Hayley's entire body trembled at those words. She knew she had no choice.
Into the mall's hospitality suite she was pulled, and into one of the provided rooms, the door shut behind her. Hayley couldn't stop her brother. She found herself on the bed, sliding on the fresh silk sheets as she watched her brother undress. Her hand sought out her pussy and found it drooling wet. As her brother's hard cock was revealed, her thoughts collapsed to nothing but wanting it inside her.
Hayley spread her legs and opened her pussy for her brother's cock. It slid inside her, and she felt nothing but pleasure as he bred her. Incoherent moans escaped her mouth as her hips rose to meet his. Their incestuous pairing was unstoppable by either. Climax after climax overtook her, until her brother thrust hard into her one last time, shooting his seed into her womb. A last overwhelming climax drove Hayley into incoherence, before she collapsed into sleep to recover from her first time.
Hayley awoke nearly a half hour later, opening her eyes to see her brother getting dressed. There was a pillow under her bottom, and she could feel where his seed had leaked out of her and its trail up inside her body. Chris had definitely bred her. She knew that it would be a while before she found out if he was successful for sure, but she'd never heard of a breeder not getting pregnant almost immediately after her transformation. True, her brother would be taking her naked body often, filling her fertile womb at least six times a day from now on, but she knew that this, her first time, had completed her transformation to a breeder by putting her first baby in her womb.
Gingerly, Hayley got out of the bed after Chris left. It felt like she'd been hit between her legs where Chris had pounded his cock into her pussy. She also felt a bit weak as she stood, and her body was sticky with sweat. A few hesitant steps towards the door, though, and she recovered enough to walk sort of normally and exited the room to discover her friends waiting just outside it.
"From what we heard, it sounds like someone got royally screwed," Victoria said.
Hayley managed a wiry smile. "Screwed up life, maybe," she said. "But God it felt good. I think I know why Sandy has had four babies in three years. Once Chris's cock was inside me I couldn't feel anything but the pleasure he was giving me. I didn't want it to stop."
"I don't think you could have stopped him," Dacey said. "Once he had his arm around your shoulders, you kind of just melted into him. The next thing we knew, you two were heading into a bedroom here."
Hayley's right hand went down to feel her sore pussy. It was tender, but also wet. A warm pleasure spread from where she touched it. "I don't think I could. I don't think I can," Hayley said, then she looked up at her friends. "I don't think I want to anymore."
"We know," Gabby said. "Now, I think you need to clean up a bit, before we go out into the rest of the mall. Fortunately, I got Chris to pay for all of us to go to the spa next door. It seems he had an attack of guilt."
For the next hour and a half, the four girls were pampered. Hayley was cleaned up and the aches and pains of her first time wiped away. All the girls' worries and troubles were stripped away, along with their clothes. They all had their pubic hair waxed off at Gabby's suggestion, since Hayley's had disappeared at some point. Dacey convinced them all to have a mud bath, and when they were done, they exited the spa naked as the day they were born.
Nudity was permitted for all in the mall itself, just not in two stores. It used to be three, but Family Christian Bookstore had been replaced with Saint Margaret's Monastery Religious Goods. And since the lockets were only given to good Catholic boys to give to their little sisters, they had no problem with nudity.
The girls found the photo booth again, and giggling took a new set of pictures. As they tumbled out of it, Chris and his friends passed by. Chris helped his little sister stand, but it was his friend Michael that triggered a nervous giggle. "Boy, Chris, I know Hayley's yours, but those girls are so cute. Without their clothes, their bare little pussies are so tempting."
"You have a choice, Mike, I don't," Chris replied, as they moved on.
The words stuck to Hayley. She'd thought it was her brother's choice to give her the locket. Now that she thought of it, she wasn't sure anymore. Yes, eldest brothers gave their next oldest sisters lockets. Occasionally second brothers did too, if they didn't have older sisters. But she recalled that first time that Chris had put the locket around her neck. He'd told her to take it off as soon as she could. Until today she'd always managed to.
Could the locket have controlled her brother too? The thought came back off and on until it was time for her to go home. Walking out into the parking lot with her bare feet on the hot asphalt was not pleasant. However, when she got to the Ranger, and tossed her purchases into the back, she found something happening.
"Sorry Hayley," Chris said, dropping his pants and pinning her up against the bumper. Soon his cock was buried in her wet pussy again. "I can't stop myself."
Hayley didn't want Chris to stop. It felt so good with him pounding into her pussy. Right in the middle of the parking lot she was bred. The pleasure rolled over her body, as her brother turned her into a quivering incoherent mass of pleasure. It didn't stop until he thrust hard into her and delivered his seed right against the mouth of her womb.
When Chris pulled out of Hayley's pussy, she felt the warm liquid begin to ooze out of her. Chris had put so much of his seed inside her that it couldn't all stay. She weakly walked around to the front passenger seat that she'd sat in on the way to the mall, barely having enough energy to climb into the car and take her seat. Chris had got there first, and put a towel to catch their sexual liquids as they drooled out of Hayley's pussy.
"I'm sorry, Hayley," Chris said again as he began to back out of the parking space. "I can't stop from breeding you any more than I could stop putting the locket on you."
"You can't stop," Dacey said from the back seat. "I never considered that possibility. Perhaps we need to add you to Operation Smarties."
"Operation Smarties?" Chris said as they pulled into the loop road around the mall.
"Our plan to reduce the problems caused by Hayley turning into an enslaved breeder," Victoria said. Hayley looked back to the back seat and noticed that she was looking down at her iPhone.
"That's not going to be easy," Chris replied, turning on to the mall exit to the highway. "Especially since the biggest problem is going to be her babies. I know I'm not going to be able to stop breeding her, not that I'm not going to try. You shouldn't have to be a breeder, Hayley."
"Yeah, but we know that's enviable," Hayley said, kicking the dash. "You couldn't stop giving me the locket. I couldn't stop putting it on. I couldn't stop it from changing me, and you couldn't stop from breeding me. I'm going to have babies, and lots of them. I just hope I can still read by the time I have my first one."
"We'll make sure of it," Gabby said. "Now, Chris, so we can keep Hayley as normal as possible, can you take us to the mall every Saturday from now on? One of us will eventually end up babysitting, during the time, but time with her friends away from everything is going to be very important."
"I can do that," Chris said. "What about the brain drain?"
"We're going to help her with her studying, and try to keep her on the honor roll," Dacey said. "Word is that if you can bust through the peak of the distraction and disinterest at about six months, you can keep your smarts, most of the time."
"Good, I like my smart little sister," Chris said. "All A's this time, Hayley, that's an order."
"I'll try Chris," Hayley said.
"They say you'll try to obey me as much as possible now that I've bred you," Chris said. "So, I'll try to keep the orders to ones to keep you smart, when I can. And I'll help your friends."
"We'll hold you to it," Dacey, Victoria, and Gabby chorused.
Eventually each of Hayley's friends were dropped off at their houses, and Chris pulled the Ranger into their driveway. Hayley felt so sore when she got out of the Ranger. She wondered how long it would be before she got used to being bred. As she opened the door to their house, she called out as she had done every time before, "Mom! We're home from the mall now."
Her mother bustled out of the kitchen. She was dressed in her usual around the house clothes for Saturday. Unlike Hayley, her mother wasn't an enslaved breeder, she was a convert and like most converts, very enthusiastic about her faith. If that meant that her daughter was doomed to have her brother's babies for the rest of her life, then that was more than fine with her. Hayley found herself suddenly more mad at her mother than she had ever been with her brother.
"Oh Hayley, you've become a breeder for the Lord," her mother exclaimed, hugging Hayley's naked body. Hayley didn't return the hug. The hug ended. "We'll move you into your brother's room, tonight. That full size bed of his will finally be used for its purpose. Your old room will make a really good nursery. I've been planning its transformation for years."
Hayley did not say a word back to her mother. Instead she stomped off to her room and slammed the door behind her. She dropped on to her bed. Her life was over. Her friends may be trying to fix it, but everything had changed. She hoped they'd succeed but she knew what the end game was. This time next year she'd have a baby in her arms, and probably be pregnant with a second. She wouldn't even be able to read anymore, much less go to school.
Hayley's hand went down to her sore pussy. It was wet, like it was supposed to be for a breeder. She began to sob, turning over in her bed. She reached out and brought her extra large stuffed teddy, a gift from her brother for her tenth birthday, into her arms. He'd called it his real gift to her, not the locket which had now enslaved her. She stayed that way, curled up around her teddy, until she was called down for supper.
She was so sure that her life was over since she'd been enslaved at the mall.
