The Last Ember
mc; mg; mdom; preg
On Hundred Springs Road, there were lots of girls. Not many boys though, just sixteen-year-old Timon and his eleven-year-old brother Nicanor. A lot of the older girls were pregnant, and quite often waddling around naked too. It seemed like as soon as you could have babies on Hundred Springs Road, you started to. Ember didn't know a girl older than her who was still school age who wasn't.
Ember Smoak – oh how she hated her name – was eight-years-old, barely, and had moved into 10452 Hundred Springs Road a little over two years ago, before her sixth birthday. She had been an only child then, but then her father remarried, bringing in her few months younger step-sister Ignatia, and her stepmother had given birth to her little half-sister Misty a year ago.
Ember had actually seen the family that had moved out of the house, when her father signed the paperwork to buy the house.
There had been three teenage girls in that family. Each had a baby at their breasts, as well as one at their feet, and probably one in the belly. It was not an uncommon state for girls on the street, which lead to the most common reason for leaving the street, not having enough room to raise the babies. Poor Aria Lee across the street had been pregnant since she turned eleven, and was now sixteen, sharing the same birthdate as Timon, had six children.
Ember didn't expect to get pregnant any time soon. The currently next oldest girl on the street was twelve, and hadn't gotten pregnant until a little before that birthday. She knew one girl had got pregnant at ten, but she was only eight. She didn't know how that happened, anyway.
She was a bit surprised when Timon greeted her when she was out weeding the front flower bed for her mother. "Good morning, Ember. How are the Smoaks today?" Timon said as he sat down beside her.
"Okay, I guess," Ember said timidly.
"You're starting to grow up, I see," Timon said.
"Not really," Ember said. "All I got is a little bit of swollen nipples."
"Oh, you have a enough, just in time to be mine," Timon said reaching over to lift her shirt.
Ember felt a bit uncomfortable with him raising her shirt at first, but she let him.
"Looks like a bit more than swollen nipples to me," he said once her shirt was bunched up under her arms.
His other hand touched her breasts. As he felt them, Ember realized that she did have a little bit of breasts, and it felt good when he felt them.
"Raise your arms," Timon ordered.
Ember had to obey now, she didn't want him to stop the good feelings. Her hands stretched for the sky, and her shirt was swiftly freed from her body. That left her just in her swimming suit bottoms. The cool springtime air felt good on her body, almost as good as Timon's stroking of her breasts did.
"Stand," Timon ordered. Ember had to obey. She didn't want the feelings to stop. One of his hands dropped to feel between her legs. The new electrifying feeling was even better, almost scary. "Are you ready?"
"Ready for what?" Ember asked, as her little pussy started to get warm and damp.
"To be mine," Timon said, pulling off her bottoms, leaving her naked out in front of the house, visible to anyone who might walk down the street.
Ember felt his fingers on her naked, now-actually-starting-to-get-wet pussy. It felt so good, that she had only one response on her mind, "Yes!"
"Then you are mine, until the day you die, or I release you," Timon said. "And I claim you, by taking you and filling you with my child."
Ember found herself laying on her front lawn, as Timon raised her legs against his chest. His cock pressed against her pussy, finding its way into her virgin vagina. There was pain, but there was also pleasure, and Ember welcomed both. She wanted Timon inside her. She wanted to feel him. She wanted him to possess her. She was his to do as he willed.
It seemed to last forever, yet it was over way too soon, as her body shared Timon's climax inside her. She collapsed, sweaty, onto the grass, as Timon's cock slipped out of her. His seed, mixed with the blood of her virginity leaked from the hole he'd bored into her body.
"You'll be sleeping at my house in my bed tonight, in fact every night until you test positive," Timon said. "I like to make sure that my girls are having my babies early and often. Anytime I want to have sex with you, you'll let me. You won't let anyone else, unless I give you permission. You exist to have and raise my babies now. Understood?"
"Yes Master Timon," Ember replied, as Timon helped her stand up.
Ember found herself sleeping over at Timon's every night. She didn't get dressed a lot, anymore. Timon didn't let her stay that way when she did. He liked her tight little pussy. It was not even a week when she first peed on the stick that told her that she was pregnant for the first time. She wouldn't even be nine when she had her baby.
Her step-sister would be Timon's little brother's first, the very next day, but that was another story, at least partially, though both of them were raising their offspring in the same house. They would live on Hundred Springs Road until their families could no longer fit in the houses, having baby after baby.
