Milking Time V by Gregster (Shemales, Huge penises, Masturbation, Lesbian themes, D/s)


This story involves a group of shemales who live on an island that 
exists in our world, but they chose to remain mostly isolated.  That's 
part of the reason I also call them amazons.

The shemales in my stories have genitalia that start at John Holmes' 
size, and then get much bigger.  (This is a work of fantasy after all.)  
So if extreme size is not to your liking, I suggest you go elsewhere 
and pick another story.

This story can be read on its own.  But I highly recommend going back 
and reading the first three Milking Time stories, if you haven't 
already done so.  I've started some plot threads that build on events 
from the previous stories, and other chapters will build off of what 
happens here.  Things build and escalate to a much more satisfying 
conclusion if you know what has happened before.

This story is copyrighted and may not be posted anywhere without my 
express written permission.

I welcome comments and feedback from anyone who takes the time to read 
this.

You can contact me via e-mail at: gsisk@mailexcite.com


Chapter #18: Revelations

It was now Tuesday, two days after the Main Event on the Island had 
taken place.  Two days since everything had hit the fan, and the fate 
of the Island would depend on the outcome of the conflict between 
Barocca's group and Tiffany's group.

Dee Dee and Ebony had both received an e-mail from the labs that they 
had sent the samples of Ebony's blood to.  The e-mails only stated that 
the testing had been completed.  The actual test results were being 
sent to the Island's Post Office box, via overnight mail.

On Wednesday morning, Dee Dee and Ebony were glad that it meant only 
one more trip to the mainland, to pick up the mail, and then it could 
be designated back to the newer girls.

Even though the girls took the time to dress in conventional clothes, 
they both attracted attention because of their good looks and figures.  
Ebony's height was a particular distraction on the mainland.

"Hey, we could always say that you're one of the girls in the new 
women's basketball league nowadays," said Dee Dee.

Ebony shook her head, and tried not to laugh at Dee Dee's bad joke.  "I 
think you should just stick to your lab work, Dee Dee.  Enough shit has 
happened recently, without your trying to become a comedienne too."

The girls traveled back to the Island, and after giving the mail to one 
of the newer girls to be delivered, they settled in Dee Dee's office to 
compare their findings.

"Well, I guess it's time for the news," said Dee Dee.  She opened her 
envelope, and began reading and analyzing the data on it.  Ebony opened 
hers, and set the sheet down next to Dee Dee's.

"You're gonna have to do a little translating here for me, Dee Dee," 
said Ebony.  "Half of the stuff here, I can barely pronounce."

"Okay, most of them are fairly standard terms Ebony, but if you don't 
have a medical background, I can understand what you mean.  Up at the 
top, the ordinary things they checked for, like your hemoglobin, and 
your white blood cell count, those all show normal."

Dee Dee scanned the other readings that were summarized on the test 
results.

"And just like I suspected, here's two readings that indicate a 
positive test result for types of steroids.  About the only good thing, 
is that they're both quite low.  It means that they're both getting 
slowly diluted and filtered out of your body."

"Barocca.  That little bitch..." Ebony muttered.  "When I get my hands 
on her..."

"But look at this, Ebony.  Both of the labs each found something that 
they can't identify in your blood."  There was an entry highlighted in 
red at the bottom of the column of test results.

"What do you mean, they can't identify it?  What's in there, besides my 
blood?"

"Just a minute, Ebony.  One of the technicians that I know included a 
note, along with the test results."  Dee Dee scanned the short note.

"According to this Ebony, he thinks that it's some type of growth, or 
vitamin hormone.  But it's so advanced, he's never seen anything like 
it.  In fact, he doesn't think that our current medical technology will 
be capable of synthesizing and developing these types of hormones on a 
practical basis for at least another twenty years."

Ebony sat next to Dee Dee's desk with a shocked look on her face.  
"What the fuck has she done to me, Dee Dee?  I feel like I'm some kind 
of guinea pig."

"I wish I knew, Ebony, but I don't have an answer for you.  About the 
only thing that comes to mind is all that software on her PC and the 
CD's we found in Barocca's quarters.  It's possible that she used it 
somehow to change you, or have some type of weird effect on you.  From 
what I saw of it, it's possible it's advanced enough to do it.  But as 
for how or when she could've done it, I'm at a loss.  We know good and 
well, that I've got the only labs and medical facilities here on the 
Island.

"Look, Ebony.  I won't pretend to tell you that you shouldn't feel 
violated and betrayed by what Barocca's done to you.  But since I do 
have a medical background, I can tell you this.  You're as healthy as 
anyone here on the Island.  Aside from your increased size and 
strength, I can't find anything else that's different from any of the 
other girls.  The steroids that Barocca has given you in the past are 
fading slowly but surely from your system, and that's another good 
thing.

"We're gonna need you to help us get through the tough times ahead, 
when we finally have it out with Barocca's girls, in whatever kind of 
contest we hold in the future."

"You know that you can count on me, Dee Dee.  If there's anything at 
all that I can do to help, just name it.  And heaven help Barocca if 
she pisses me off again, or if I can find a way to get my hands on 
her."

Later that evening, Dee Dee, Clyda and Tiffany met in Tiffany's 
quarters to discuss their strategy for the coming conflict.

"What I'd like to know," said Tiffany, "is how the hell Barocca managed 
to get out of here, after we had her locked up tight as a drum."

"I think I've got an answer for that," said Dee Dee.  "This afternoon, 
I ran a check in my lab, to get things ready, for when I perform the 
operation on Jordan.  I made a discovery.  The holding container for 
the raw material that I use in the cloning machine, to give girls their 
cocks, was half-empty today."

"Why the blazes would someone want to steal all that stuff?" asked 
Clyda.  "It's not good for anything else is it?"

"I don't think that it was stolen, Clyda.  It does take a certain 
amount of it to produce their cocks, but nowhere near that amount.  
When we found those ashes in the quarters where we'd locked Barocca up, 
and then I found so much of the material missing, I put two and two 
together.  I think Barocca somehow managed to clone herself, and that 
was what we locked up after the Main Event on Sunday."

"That would explain why Barocca didn't seem to be herself," said 
Tiffany.  "But how in the world did she ever manage to pull that off?  
I mean, I know she's smart, but you'd have to be a fucking genius to be 
able to do that sort of thing."

"I think the answer's buried in all that software on her PC, and the 
CD's that we found next to it," said Dee Dee.  "I only scanned some of 
them, but what I looked at was incredibly advanced."

"All right, Dee Dee," said Tiffany.  "In addition to getting things 
ready for Jordan's operation, I want you to dissect everything on 
Barocca's PC and those CD's.  Do that in your spare time.  If you need 
to, have her PC moved to your lab, so we know nothing will happen to 
it.  Go through every file, every application, every program.  Like 
you, I want to know just what the hell Barocca was doing, and how she 
did it."

"Is there any danger of your running out of the material, for future 
operations, Dee Dee?" asked Clyda.

"No.  Fortunately, all of the ingredients are common chemicals that can 
be ordered from any pharmaceutical company.  Once they're combined 
together, and used in the machine, then it's a whole other story.  
It'll cost us a few bucks, since the amount of them that Barocca used 
was significant.  So it won't be cheap.  But I can have those delivered 
in a week."

"You've got enough on hand so that you can perform the operation on 
Jordan, right?" asked Tiffany.

"No problems there, Tiffany," replied Dee Dee.

"While we're on the subject of Jordan," said Clyda.  "Is it just me, or 
is anyone else just a little bit curious about how she managed to hold 
off Barocca's clone at the end of the Main Event the way she did?"

"That's definitely another mystery," said Tiffany.  "I mean, we'd all 
been taking turns on her, and running her ragged for about five hours, 
before Barocca blew her cork.  When she took on Barocca one on one, 
it's like she didn't even notice that her cock was inside of her ass."

"We've all had anal sex before," said Clyda.  "And we can all absorb 
more cockmeat in either hole, because of our lifestyle, and thanks to 
Dee Dee's pills.  But the way that Barocca fucked Jordan in the ass on 
Sunday would've put any other girl in the hospital."

"What exactly was in those pills that you gave Jordan, Dee Dee?" asked 
Tiffany.

"Nothing but the standard ingredients that I use in the other pills, 
Tiffany," replied Dee Dee.  "But you've gotta remember.  The first pill 
was made on an emergency basis, when my files were lost.  The second 
pill was made the right way.  But on the third pill, you had me put in 
all of the special requirements.

"What's more, Jordan's system has received a tremendous amount of these 
ingredients, in the two weeks that she's been here.  That's probably 
more than other girls see in almost a year's worth of development of 
their cocks, and their bodies.  It's entirely possible that so many 
chemicals so soon have had an unforeseen effect on her body.  Without 
further data and testing, there's really no way to know for certain."

"On the other hand, Jordan could've been so fed up with Barocca," said 
Clyda, "that the adrenaline rush in her body might've enabled her to 
fight back the pain, and take anything that Barocca could dish out at 
her."

"Wonderful," muttered Tiffany.  "Next you'll probably be telling me 
that Jordan will be turning green, and running around wanting to fuck 
anything that moves."

"Well, we already know that Jordan likes to fuck," said Dee Dee with a 
laugh.  "I can safely assure you that she won't change skin colors on 
us.  But there may well have been some type of reaction in her body so 
that she can absorb massive amounts of cockmeat in her holes, and not 
even react to it.

"Five of us ganging up on her in the Main Event like that would tax 
anyone's body to the limit.  But Jordan may be able to handle one 
oversized, amazon cock in her pussy or her ass, like it's nothing."

"Well, for managing to survive the Main Event, she deserves that 
special gift," said Tiffany.  "That might even come in handy for making 
some videos and photo sets down the road.  Just make damn sure that 
when you give Jordan her cock, Dee Dee, that you put in the safeguards 
we spoke about, so that we can cut her off, if she gets out of line in 
the future."

"You got it Tiffany.  I'll have that ready in a couple of days."

"Despite everything that's happened recently," said Tiffany, "I think 
we're all in agreement that we're not going to go back on our word, 
about making Jordan a shemale amazon.  We all like her a great deal, 
and I think she'll be a real asset here in the future.  We'll just take 
whatever steps are necessary to be certain we can control her from now 
on."

"Well, I hate to be the one to bring this up," said Clyda.  "But 
there's one more piece of 'good news' that I think both of you need to 
know about."

"Good grief," grumbled Tiffany.  "You mean there's more?"

"I'm afraid so, Tiffany.  When Tami and I went to Dee Dee's lab to get 
the latest batch of pills and allot them to the girls, we made another 
discovery.  We're down to less than one third of the amount that 
should've been there."

"How the hell did that happen?" exclaimed Dee Dee.  "I just changed the 
entry code four days ago, because of all the shit that's been happening 
around here."

"Hey, if Barocca managed to get into your lab once," said Tiffany, 
"there's no reason she couldn't get in again, or pass on the entry code 
to her girls.  Either Barocca pulled this off before she left; or it's 
possible some of her girls did this on the way out, when we were 
disorganized, and searching the Island for her."

"At this point, it doesn't matter how it happened," said Clyda.  "We 
just have to accept that it has happened, and concentrate on how we're 
going to deal with it."

"We don't have to be rocket scientists to figure this one out," said 
Tiffany.  "But Clyda's right.  The damage has already been done.  With 
the amount that's left on hand, how long do you figure that will last 
Dee Dee?"

"Under normal conditions, almost a month, Tiffany," replied Dee Dee.  
"However, we're going to need to be in peak form, for whatever conflict 
or challenge Barocca throws at us, and I was going to recommend upping 
the dosage, so we'd all be ready for anything."

"What really fucks things up," said Tiffany, "is that along with 
Barocca, we booted off two other girls who were senior amazons, that we 
counted on for their turns in the Milking Ritual.  That process is so 
strenuous, we really can't force girls into 'double duty' without 
having them pay the price later on.  They'll be so worn out, they won't 
be able to get it up later on."

"The other thing is that even with the amount of sperm we collect from 
the milkings," said Dee Dee, "the process isn't one hundred percent 
efficient.  Refining it into the various pills takes its toll, just 
like getting gasoline from crude oil does.

"Even if we have the senior amazons repeat their milkings a day or two 
earlier than they normally would, it's gonna be rough to catch up.  I'm 
afraid that unless we can come up with several other amazons that are 
ready to milk, and put them in the rotation, all we'll be able to do is 
tread water, Tiffany."

"Shit, what a fucking mess!" said Tiffany.  "If I'd know this much crap 
was gonna happen, I would've let Ebony beat Barocca's brains in right 
after the Main Event."

Tiffany stared and Clyda and Dee Dee for a few moments, as her words 
sank in.

"Are the two of you thinking what I'm thinking?" said Tiffany as a grin 
spread over her features.

"Tiffany, you've already gone way out on a limb the way you've trusted 
Ebony so far," said Clyda.  "Do you really think it's wise to tempt 
fate again?"

"Let's look at the facts, Clyda.  Who does Ebony hate more than anybody 
else in the world right now?  Barocca.  You were with Ebony this 
afternoon, Dee Dee.  What would you say Ebony's attitude is like, right 
now?"

"You've got to be kidding, Tiffany," said Dee Dee.  "Right now, Ebony 
would gladly fuck a bull elephant, or walk through fire to get her 
hands on Barocca nowadays.  She almost had steam coming out of her ears 
when she saw the test results on her blood this afternoon."

"That's roughly how I thought she'd feel too," said Tiffany.  "Maybe we 
can turn her anger into our advantage.  When the time is right, in a 
few days, we'll ask Ebony how she'd feel about submitting to the 
Milking Ritual."

"You really do like working without a net, don't you?" asked Clyda.

"I hate to sound like a broken record, Clyda, but desperate times call 
for desperate acts.  We all know that Ebony really cares for us, and is 
loyal to us now.  We know for a fact that she hates Barocca's guts.  If 
we present it to her in such a way, so that it can help her get back at 
Barocca, I think she'll go for it."

"Ebony's never done the Milking Ritual before, Tiffany," said Dee Dee.  
"I think she's only watched it a couple of times.  She was so 
unpredictable after her growth spurt and her split personalities 
started showing, that we didn't trust things enough to put her through 
that."

"I'm inclined to agree with Tiffany, Dee Dee," said Clyda.  "Ebony's a 
different person now that she's off the pills Barocca was giving her, 
as well as Barocca having vamoosed from the Island.  And besides, we 
all saw what that cock of hers was capable of a few nights ago.  Just 
think of what it could produce in the Milking Ritual."

"Holy shit..." Dee Dee mumbled as she closed her eyes and did some 
mental calculating.  "You're right, Clyda.  Ebony practically broke the 
bank, just having regular sex with the three of us.  In a Milking 
session, with the right controls, the results from her cock could be 
absolutely unbelievable."

"All right then.  I'll wait until the time is right, but we'll 
definitely pop the question to Ebony," said Tiffany.  "Dee Dee, I know 
we don't have an answer yet from Ebony, but I'm betting she'll say yes.  
You've got my authority to pull a couple of girls into your lab, so 
that you can get her fitted up with the plastic sleeves and other 
pieces that we all use.  Lord knows, anything that we would normally 
use, won't have a chance of fitting Ebony's behemoth."

"I thought that monster of Ebony's was going to spray paint Tiffany's 
room when it went off," said Clyda.  "How much do you figure she can 
produce during a Milking session?"

"It's hard to say for sure," said Dee Dee.  "Just judging by her larger 
body, cock and nuts, we know Ebony's got more firepower than any of us.  
But when we pump her up for an hour, before letting her shoot off, the 
results are gonna be explosive to say the least.  I wouldn't be 
surprised if she could put out almost twice as much as any of us.

"If Ebony produces what I think she's capable of, and I'm estimating in 
my head on the low side right now mind you; and if we could get some 
extra sessions out of some of the senior amazons, then I think we'll 
either be completely caught up, or maybe even be a little ahead of 
schedule, in a month from now."

"I want you to err on the side of caution Dee Dee," said Tiffany.  
"Whatever it takes, be sure you've got the proper equipment set up for 
Ebony.  I've also been doing some thinking about how we can further use 
this string of events to our advantage too."

"Here she goes again," said Clyda.  "What sort of scheme have you got 
in mind this time Tiffany?"

"Right about now, Barocca thinks she may have us up against a wall.  
She thinks we're cowed because of her threat to us with the exposé 
she's written.  Barocca also thinks that we're 'running on empty' 
because of the drop in the supply of our pills and vitamins.  She 
certainly hasn't accounted for the fact that we could use Ebony in the 
Milking Ritual to get back up to speed.

"Because of all these things, Barocca definitely won't expect us to be 
in top form, and we want her to go on thinking like that, and possibly 
become over-confident.  So when she shows up on Sunday to hash things 
out about the contest, everybody is to play it cool, and not let on 
that we're not as bad off as Barocca thinks.  If things go the way I 
think they might, we'll be the ones in the better position, and Barocca 
will be in for one hell of a surprise, once the contest rolls around."


Chapter 19: Jordan's Preparation

"Well Jordan, today's the big day," said Dee Dee, as Jordan entered her 
lab.  "I don't suppose you've had any kind of second thoughts, now that 
you'll actually be going 'under the knife'?"

"You've got to be kidding, Dee Dee.  Wild horses couldn't drag me away, 
now that I've finally made it this far."

"That's how I thought you'd feel, Jordan.  Every once in a while, we do 
get a girl with cold feet, when it comes time to do the surgery though.  
What I want for you to do first is to take this pill.  It's a mild 
sedative.  Later on, you'll need to lie completely still for long 
periods of time, and this will help you relax."  Jordan washed the pill 
down with a drink of water.

"Okay, the next thing I need for you to do is strip off your clothes, 
and then have a seat on the examination table there.  I start off with 
a complete physical of every girl that gets the treatment.  Not only do 
you have to be healthy, but there's a lot of information I have to 
collect to get the machine ready to do its job."

Jordan did as she was told, and sat naked on the examination table.

After a thorough examination by Dee Dee, she made a few notes on a 
sheet on her clipboard.  "Okay.  So far, so good, Jordan.  I don't see 
anything out of the ordinary on you.  You're in fine health.  Get off 
the table, and come over here to the cloning machine."

"You mean you're going to make two of me today?"

"Well not exactly, Jordan.  I use this machine to graft, or clone a 
cock to your crotch area, and then a lot of other stuff happens to make 
it work with all your other body parts.  I use the term 'cloning' for 
lack of a better one."

The machine was a large ponderous device that Jordan didn't pretend to 
be able to understand.  Numerous dials and gauges dotted the facing of 
it.  Attached to the front was what looked like a large stretcher 
carrier, that Jordan had seen on the outside of helicopters, used for 
transporting patients.  It had a large curving surface beneath it for 
supporting a body, and a Plexiglas dome or cover on the top of it.

When Dee Dee lifted the cover, Jordan could see that the bottom of the 
carrier was made of a substance that looked like foam rubber, and was 
deeply padded.  It was contoured and shaped roughly to a human figure.

"I want you to get in here, and lie on your back, and get comfortable, 
Jordan.  Here's where you'll be spending a lot of your time today."

Jordan climbed into the carrier, and settled down into the padding.  It 
was surprisingly comfortable.

"What happens first, is that you'll be x-rayed, as well as scanned for 
a lot of other body measurements and functions, Jordan.  The machine 
will find out where all of your internal organs are laid out, and 
collect other data.  It'll use all that for the next step, when it 
actually creates your cock, and connects all the pieces together, and 
makes them work."

"How did you manage to be able to produce a machine that can do this 
Dee Dee?"

"C'mon, Jordan," said Dee Dee with a smile.  "We both know that girls 
like to have their little secrets.  And if I actually explained how my 
machine works, I guarantee that it'd put you to sleep faster than that 
sedative I gave you ever would.  You've seen the other girls and me.  
Just accept that it works."

"Okay," said Jordan.  "I just can't remember when I've ever been this 
excited about something before this."

"That's perfectly understandable, Jordan.  That's why I gave you the 
sedative to help you relax.  Now just lie very still, and let the 
machine do its work.  It'll take about half an hour to do everything 
that it needs to do."

With that, Dee Dee closed the Plexiglas cover, and went to her 
computer, where she started the scanning program.  The machine gave a 
quiet hum, as it came to life, and a series of lights began moving up 
and down, and back and forth, over Jordan's body in the carrier.

Half an hour later, the computer beeped softly, indicating that it had 
successfully scanned and copied all of the data from Jordan's body.  
Dee Dee walked over to the carrier, and looked at the Plexiglas cover.  
It was fogged over from the activity of the machine, so that only a dim 
outline of Jordan's form inside was visible.  Dee Dee unlocked the 
cover, and raised it to the upright position, so she could see Jordan 
again.

"How're you feeling, Jordan?" she asked.

"Well, so far, I'm okay.  It takes a little getting used to lying still 
for so long, and all the flashing lights inside there looked really 
funny after a while.  But I feel pretty good."

"That's good to hear, Jordan.  I'm going to give you another pill.  
This will put you out completely in a short time.  The reason for this 
is I need you absolutely still when the machine begins creating your 
cock and grafting it to you.  The entire process takes almost two 
hours, and I've found it's much easier on everyone, if I put the girls 
under when I do it."

Dee Dee gave Jordan a different pill, and she swallowed it with another 
drink of water.

"You can stay where you are, and just let the pill take effect, Jordan.  
I want to go over the data that the machine's just collected from you, 
and once you're unconscious, I'll start the next procedure."

Dee Dee surveyed the information the machine presented her on Jordan, 
and made one or two small adjustments.  "Nothing out of the ordinary 
here, Jordan.  We're almost ready."

"That's great," said Jordan with a yawn.  "I can hardly wait."

"The second pill's taking effect already, Jordan.  I'm going to wait a 
few minutes, until you're asleep, and then I'll get started.  I'm going 
to close the cover again, so you just lie back and take a nap.  When 
you wake up, I'll have a big surprise for you."

Dee Dee lowered the Plexiglas cover, and fastened it in place.  She 
went to her PC, and opened the programs that would do the cloning 
procedure on Jordan.  She opened the various programs to the menus that 
she wanted, and then waited for the machine's sensors to indicate that 
Jordan was fully unconscious.

After doing the procedure so many times to a number of girls, Dee Dee 
felt as if she could do it in her sleep.  But there was no excuse for 
doing sloppy work, Dee Dee told herself.

Once the sensors indicated Jordan's pulse and breathing indicated 
sleep, Dee Dee let the machine cycle on again, and warm up to operating 
levels.  Satisfied that the machine was ready, Dee Dee checked that the 
program that would do the actual surgery was open, and ready, and that 
it was open to the template that would create Jordan's special cock.  
She also opened several applications that would constantly monitor all 
of the processes and the various procedures that were taking place in 
Jordan's body, as well as her vital signs.

When she was certain everything was ready, Dee Dee moved her mouse over 
the START button on the main application, and let it set there for a 
moment.

"Well, we're at the point of no return again," thought Dee Dee.  "No 
matter how many times that I do this, I suppose I'll never get 
completely used to this.  I mean, I'm actually creating new life, and 
altering a person's physical and metabolic structure here."

Scanning the dials on the cloning machine, and making one last 
inspection of the applications on her PC, Dee Dee clicked the START 
button, and let the process begin.

Dee Dee watched the process for several minutes, to be certain it 
started, and did not abort early for some reason.  "Well, there's no 
need for me to sit here the entire two hours, while it does its work.  
I'll just use the restroom, and then grab a Diet soda and some munchies 
from the cafeteria for a little bit.  Then I'll pop back in, and see 
how Jordan's doing."

As she went by the carrier, Dee Dee glanced at Jordan, lying sound 
asleep inside.  Even though the Plexiglas prevented a clear view of the 
occupant, Dee Dee always imagined that the girls had a deep smile of 
contentment on their faces, as if they knew what awaited them when they 
awoke.

After a stop in the restroom, Dee Dee chatted briefly with some of the 
other girls, as she took a leisurely stroll from her lab, to the other 
parts of the complex.  When she returned half an hour later, the 
machine was busily at work on Jordan.

The quiet hum of the machinery, and the various patterns of flickering 
and flashing lights assured Dee Dee that the machine was running 
smoothly.  As she settled in front of her PC, Dee Dee began to toggle 
back and forth, monitoring the applications.

"Let's see.  All the vital signs on Jordan are normal and steady.  
She's sleeping nicely."

When she came to the application that was doing the actual surgery on 
Dee Dee, she clicked on a sub-menu that would verify the actual amounts 
and specifications on Jordan's cock.

"Everything appears to be running nicely here.  Things are a little 
different because we're giving Jordan her fully developed cock, instead 
of putting her through the development stages like the rest of the 
girls; but that's to be expected."

Dee Dee looked at the various indicator readings on Jordan's cock 
itself, and squinted to get a closer look at the monitor.

"Wait a minute.... These aren't the readings that I normally input for 
a girl's cock.  This eight should only be five; this seven should only 
be about four..." As she scanned through all of the readings, Dee Dee 
found that almost every reading and setting was running anywhere from 
twenty to thirty percent higher than normal.

Dee Dee's first instinct was to abort the machine, and kill the 
program.  But she quickly thought better of that.  Cutting off the 
machine in the middle of delicate operations to Jordan's internal 
organs could prove disastrous.

"Shit.  The machine itself is running perfectly.  It's only doing what 
the program tells it to.  I know damn good and well that I didn't 
change anything on my setup.  So it's a cinch someone else has been in 
here fucking with things.  And I'll bet my last dollar that I know who 
that someone is: Barocca.

"There's nothing left to do, but let the machine run its course, and 
then see how Jordan is, once it's all said and done.  I may as well 
call Tiffany, and break the news to her."

"The machine is doing what to Jordan?" exclaimed Tiffany.

"It's operating normally Tiffany.  It's just running off a different 
set of specifications and levels than what I normally use in my lab on 
the template.  Somehow, someone's changed a lot of the entries that I 
normally leave constant," said Dee Dee.

"Why the hell would anybody want to do that?" asked Tiffany.

"Well, this is my theory, Tiffany.  We know from Barocca's last phone 
call here, that she's already created her own prodigy, or wonder-child, 
under our noses, before she high-tailed it out of here.  She stated so, 
when she issued her demands.  My guess it that she tweaked all of the 
data levels, so she could give her own creation an edge in her cock's 
performance, when it came time for the contest or the showdown.  And 
those same readings are what it's now using on Jordan."

"So let me get this straight.  In addition to getting a fully developed 
cock out of the box, Jordan's also getting one that may turn out to be 
'turbo-charged' as well?"

"We won't know for certain, until we actually see Jordan use it, but 
that's a reasonable prediction," said Dee Dee.  "I'm sorry, Tiffany.  I 
shouldn't have made any stupid assumptions with my lab equipment.  I 
should've checked things out more thoroughly before I started it on 
Jordan."

"I know you didn't mean for this to happen, Dee Dee.  And until Barocca 
started screwing around with things, there was never a need for it.  At 
this point, all you can do is make a note to be more careful in the 
future.  You did check to make sure the 'fail safe' controls are in 
place on Jordan's cock, right?"

"Those are in the instructions and the code for the program.  We'll 
have complete control over Jordan's cock, if we need to clamp down on 
her for any reason in the future."

"All right.  At least the machine isn't damaging or harming Jordan in 
any way," said Tiffany.  "How long until it finishes everything on 
her?"

"It's well over halfway through right now.  I'd say another thirty to 
forty minutes, and she'll be done."

"Okay.  Clyda and I will come by and take a look at her, once it's 
finished everything.  Then once Jordan wakes up, and after we're sure 
that her cock works normally, we'll have to have a long talk with that 
girl."

"All right, Tiffany.  I'll see the two of you here in a little while."

Tiffany and Clyda arrived in Dee Dee's lab shortly afterwards.

"Hi girls," said Dee Dee.  "The program's just about finished up on 
Jordan.  Another few minutes, and we'll know what it's done to her."

"Tiffany tells me that Barocca managed to throw another wrench in the 
works, by mucking with the program settings?" asked Clyda.

"I'm afraid so," said Dee Dee.  "She was probably intent on creating 
her own shemale amazon, and wanted to stack the deck in her favor, by 
increasing all the settings she could."

"If Ebony doesn't beat me to it, I'm gonna wring Barocca's neck with my 
bare hands for this," muttered Tiffany.  "Is there anything that she 
hasn't managed to fuck up around here?"

"Hey, I'm as ticked off as you are about Barocca, Tiffany," said Dee 
Dee.  "She's got no idea what she's doing by messing around with my 
equipment, and my formulas.  I haven't seen any alarms or error 
messages, but she could've easily screwed things up to where Jordan or 
another girl could be seriously hurt, by tampering with the settings 
the way she did."

Off to the side on her desk, Dee Dee's computer beeped softly, 
indicating that all of the processes had stopped, and were successfully 
completed.

"Well, there's no time like the present to see what's happened to 
Jordan," said Dee Dee.

The girls went to the carrier where Jordan was lying under the 
Plexiglas cover.

"Everything's fogged up all to hell, Dee Dee," said Clyda.  "How do you 
know if it worked or not?"

"That's a part of the process that can't be helped, Clyda," said Dee 
Dee as she unfastened the clamps on the carrier.  "Whenever the machine 
creates new life from the raw materials, there's a reaction that takes 
place, and the steam fogs up the Plexiglas.  I haven't figured out a 
way to get around that yet."

Dee Dee and Clyda lifted the Plexiglas cover to the upright position, 
while Tiffany stood back a step, and watched.

Clyda held her breath, and looked at Jordan's body.  "Barocca may have 
tweaked some of the settings, Dee Dee, but the machine looks like it's 
still working as well as ever.  Just look at her."

Tiffany crowded in between the two girls for a look.  "Holy shit... I 
don't blame you for being pissed at Barocca, Dee Dee, but I agree with 
Clyda.  She's magnificent looking."

Still lying sound asleep on the carrier bed, Jordan's new addition was 
a sight to behold.  Jordan's new cock was almost ten inches long, and 
as thick as several of her fingers were.  During the process, the 
machine had completely shaved her crotch and pussy area, leaving the 
slumbering giant beautifully exposed against the bare, smooth skin of 
her thighs and crotch.  The cockhead was over two inches across, even 
in its limp state.  Resting below the shaft of her cock, were two 
smooth testicles that were almost the size of tennis balls.

"If I do say so myself," said Dee Dee, "I do good work.  I don't think 
Jordan will have any complaints, once she sees what she's got.

"Okay, I need for the two of you to give me a hand, and lift Jordan out 
of here, and onto the gurney.  Then we'll wheel her into the Infirmary, 
and let her heal up for a few days.  She's still gonna sleep soundly 
for several hours."

The three girls gently lifted Jordan out of the padded mold she had 
been lying in, and onto the gurney.  From there, they wheeled her into 
the Infirmary, and then transferred Jordan onto a conventional hospital 
bed.  Tiffany and Clyda stacked some pillows, so that from the waist 
up, Jordan was lying at about a thirty-degree angle against the wall.

"Now for the finishing touch," said Dee Dee.  From a storage closet, 
she produced a large piece of molded plastic.  One end of it had a hole 
cut in a half-circle.  "We set this down like this."  Dee Dee placed it 
so that the half-circle was over Jordan's waist.  The rest of the 
plastic now covered all of her crotch, her hips, and her legs, down to 
just above the knees.  The girls used some straps on the edges of the 
mattress to securely fasten the plastic covering in place.  There was 
no way that Jordan could touch or fondle her cock or pussy.

"This has saved me more work than I care to remember," said Dee Dee.  
"I should've known from the beginning that girls couldn't be trusted to 
keep their hands off themselves, until they had healed properly."

"Was it three or four surgeries that you had to redo, before you 
thought of this Dee Dee?" asked Clyda.

"Too many, that's for certain, Clyda.  This'll make certain that Jordan 
doesn't fondle her new toys, and ruin the work I've done for her.  
She'll still be able to move about somewhat, but the plastic isn't so 
tight that it'll pinch her.  Later on, she can gape at herself, and 
admire her cock, but for now that's all she can do."

Dee Dee went to the phone, and dialed a number.  "Hi Tami, it's Dee 
Dee.  I need for you to come down to the Infirmary and watch things for 
a little while.  Thanks.  See you in a bit.

"Tami can watch over things for a few hours until Jordan wakes up, and 
then call me.  I'll give her a preliminary lecture about the basics of 
her cock, and how to start learning some of the mind control techniques 
we use.  Then in a couple of days we'll finally let Jordan get her 
hands on herself."

A few minutes later, Tami arrived.  "Hi, Dee Dee."  She smiled and 
nodded to Tiffany and Clyda.

"Thanks for showing up on short notice, Tami," said Dee Dee.  "Just 
keep an eye on things, and when Jordan wakes up, call me or page me 
right away."

"No problem, Dee Dee.  See you later."

The three girls then walked to Tiffany's quarters where they could talk 
in private.

"I think that we're all agreed that Jordan's gonna turn out to be 
something special," said Tiffany.  "In fact, we'll have to wait and see 
just how she performs, once she's healed up.  But with this beast 
Jordan's got between her legs, Barocca may have dealt us a trump card 
without knowing it."

"Once the other girls get a look at what she's got, Jordan will be one 
of the most popular girls on the Island," said Clyda.

"That's right, Clyda," said Tiffany.  "As well as possibly one of the 
most hated girls here.   Remember all the rules we've bent to do this.  
It's vitally important that we stress to her about how she's to behave, 
and how to act, once she's healed up."

"I know that we had a preliminary talk with her a few days ago, but 
when she sees her own cock for the first time, gets her first hard-on, 
and then actually cums with it, we'll have to make damn sure we really 
reinforce things to her," said Clyda.


"I've got just the ticket for Jordan," said Dee Dee.  "We'll let her 
heal up.  Then down the road, we'll let her get hard and jack off for 
the first time in front of the three of us.  That'll accomplish two 
things.  First we'll get a good idea for just what her cock is capable 
of."

"And what's the other thing you've got in mind, Dee Dee?" asked 
Tiffany.

"As soon as Jordan's finished cumming, I'll cut her off, and that cock 
of hers will become one giant, limp noodle."

"That'll get her attention.  That's for fucking sure," said Clyda.

"I know that'll be a brutal shock to her, but it'll prove our point 
emphatically," said Dee Dee.  "After that, we'll lay things on the line 
to her one more time, about what we expect of her, and how she's to 
conduct herself."

"I get it," said Clyda.  "And then afterwards you can 'flick the 
switch' back on, and her cock will come back to life again."

"Exactly, Clyda," said Dee Dee.  "After Jordan sees that we can take 
away in an instant, everything that she's worked so hard for and gone 
through to get, I think she'll really toe the line and do as we say.  
When she sees her cock go on and off like a light switch, Jordan will 
know that we really mean business."

"Excellent idea, Dee Dee," said Tiffany.  "You're thinking very much 
along the lines of what I've got in mind for Jordan.  Now here's what I 
meant about her being another possible trump card.

"It's now Thursday afternoon, and Jordan's completely finished with the 
surgery.  How long do you recommend keeping the girls in the Infirmary 
to let them heal up, Dee Dee?"

"Usually, forty-eight hours is plenty of time, Tiffany."

"That's what I thought I've heard you mention in the past.  Barocca's 
coming to the Island on Sunday afternoon to hash things out with us, 
and lay the ground rules for the showdown.  By Sunday, that'll have 
given Jordan well over two days to heal up.  On Sunday morning, we'll 
remove the plastic covering, and let her put on a show for us, jerking 
off just once.  We'll find out firsthand, just what her cock is capable 
of doing."

"But Tiffany," said Clyda, "we're all no strangers to seeing girls with 
cocks here.  Why the big urge to see what Jordan can do so soon?"

"Because Clyda, my gut feeling says that Jordan has got a real 
powerhouse between her legs, thanks to Barocca's intervention, when she 
screwed with Dee Dee's template.  I know that Barocca certainly 
wouldn't try to give us any advantages, but she obviously didn't count 
on all the ramifications of her actions, when she tampered with things.

"We've all got a good feeling for being able to gauge what cocks can do 
and how they'll perform, after being here on the Island for so long.  
If Jordan's cock does what I think it's truly capable of doing, it's 
gonna be a regular blockbuster.  And let's also not forget about how 
Jordan's pussy and ass seem to have developed into bottomless holes 
either.  When we factor all of those in, I think that then we'll have 
another 'secret weapon' to use against Barocca, that she won't be 
expecting, when the showdown rolls around."

"I think you're right, Tiffany," said Dee Dee.  "I believe that as long 
as we don't make a big production number out of things, and just break 
the news to Jordan, short and sweet, about what our plans are, and what 
we can do to her, then we'll be okay."

"My feelings exactly," said Clyda.  "We treat her like an adult, and 
give her a simple warning, and then a proper demonstration.  That's the 
way my parents disciplined me, when I was younger.  As long as we don't 
taunt her with it, I think she'll respect us."

"We won't tell the other girls that we can do this sort of thing to 
Jordan," said Tiffany.  "Only that we can discipline Jordan, and make 
her very sorry if she gets out of line.  I think this will work into a 
nice system of checks and balances, so that nobody gets bent out of 
shape, and that all the girls eventually learn to get along together 
here on the Island."

The girls relaxed in Tiffany's quarters for a little while, making 
small talk and watching TV. Things were still topsy-turvy from what 
they were used to, but at least some things seemed to be working out.  
After a while, Dee Dee's beeper went off.

"It's Tami in the Infirmary.  Jordan's back among the living.  I'll go 
check her out, and see how she's doing.  Then I'll begin telling her 
some of the very basics about her cock, and other things she'll need to 
learn.  I'd recommend the two of you come by later tonight or tomorrow, 
and visit her.  Then Saturday night, we'll tell Jordan that we're 
unwrapping her on Sunday morning, and that she gets to put on her first 
show for us then."

"On Sunday morning, we can give Jordan her first real lesson," said 
Tiffany.  "And then later that afternoon, we'll find out what Barocca's 
got up her sleeve for us."


Chapter #20: Jordan Transformed

Jordan awoke later in the afternoon.  Her first perception was that she 
was in a different room than Dee Dee's lab, where she had started the 
day.  Where she was now certainly didn't bear any resemblance to a 
laboratory.  It looked more like a hospital room.

As her senses cleared, Jordan could tell that she had been propped up 
on some pillows in a sort of semi-reclining position on the bed.  At 
first, Jordan couldn't quite move her waist and hips very easily.  She 
assumed that it must be due to the effects of the anesthetic that 
hadn't quite worn off yet.

Jordan stretched out her arms, and sat up.  As her mind cleared, Jordan 
now recalled that she had just undergone the surgery procedure from Dee 
Dee, earlier in the day.  She couldn't wait to see what Dee Dee had 
been able to come up with, when she created her cock for her.

Jordan leaned forward, and felt resistance at her tummy.  She 
instinctively reached her hands forward to want to explore and examine 
her new gift from Dee Dee.  Jordan was very surprised when her hands 
met the hard, unyielding plastic shield that Dee Dee had placed over 
her waist, and part of her crotch and upper legs.

"Hey, what's going on here?" asked Jordan.

Across the room, Tami had been reading a magazine.  As she saw Jordan 
sit up, and begin examining her new surroundings, Tami walked over to 
the side of Jordan's bed.

"Hi, Jordan.  I see you're up and around.  How do you feel?"

"Well, I'm still a little woozy from the anesthetic Dee Dee gave me, 
but I feel pretty good," said Jordan.  "I think I remember you.  You 
were one of the girls that contacted me, and set things up so I could 
come to the Island, after they screened me."

"That's right; I'm Tami.  They've got me doing mainly administrative 
work in the office.  But I've really enjoyed coming to the Island, and 
becoming 'one of the girls' too."  Tami paused for a moment.  "You 
know, I watched you in the Main Event a few days ago, Jordan.  You were 
incredible in there."

"Thanks, Tami.  But believe me, you don't ever want to have to go 
through anything like that.  I'm lucky that I'm still here to tell the 
tale."

"Hey let's see what Dee Dee's come up with for you, shall we?  Sorry 
for the rude awakening, but we found the plastic shield was the best 
way to keep girls from accidentally injuring themselves, until they'd 
properly healed up."

Tami opened a drawer in a cabinet near Jordan's bed, and brought out a 
mirror.  She held it so that Jordan could get a clear look at the 
reflection of her new cock.

"Holy cow, Jordan!  Your cock looks awesome.  I'll bet it's gonna be as 
big as Tiffany or Clyda's easily, when it gets hard."

"Dee Dee does incredible work, that's for sure," said Jordan.  "I can't 
wait until she gives me the okay, and I can get my hands on it."

"Take it from me, Jordan, a lot of girls are going to be green with 
envy, when they see you with this."

"I'm glad you like it Tami.  But that's one thing I want to talk to you 
about.  You already know about me, and how I got here, and what I did 
the first day that I was here, right?"

"That's right, Jordan.  Just about everyone on the Island has heard the 
story by now."

"Well, I want to tell you this, Tami.  And I hope you'll spread the 
word for me, until I'm well enough to leave here.  What I did with 
Tiffany and Barocca on my first day here was very wrong, and I know it.

"I'm very lucky that they just didn't boot me out of here, and forget 
about me.  But Tiffany and some of the other girls liked me enough to 
keep me around, and for that, I'll always be very grateful.  I couldn't 
have predicted what they had in store for me, or that they would do 
things differently with me.  And I'm really sorry that things became 
such a mess at the end of the Main Event with Barocca.

"I know that overnight I've got what you and a lot of the other girls 
either don't have, or are still trying to fully earn.  I want everyone 
to know that I'm definitely not going to turn into some kind of 
princess or prima donna, because of that.  I'll gladly take a turn at 
doing whatever types of duties are assigned to me.  I just want to be 
one of the girls too, and fit in around here.

"If anyone wants to talk to me, or even see about becoming intimate 
with me, all they have to do is come and talk to me.  I'm not going to 
put myself on a pedestal, or think that I'm better or more privileged 
than anyone else here, because of what's happened to me."

"Well that's really good to hear that you feel that way, Jordan.  
Barocca and some of her girls always thought that they were better than 
everyone else was, and a lot of us didn't like them for it.  I think 
that's why Barocca started her own little sect on the other side of the 
Island.

"I know that you can't convince everyone overnight about the way that 
you feel.  But if you're really sincere, and act like you've just 
stated, then I think the rest of the girls will come to accept you 
pretty quickly.  The big part will be how you actually act, and get 
along with others here."

"I'm gonna try really hard to live up to it, Tami.  I know I've got a 
lot of hard work ahead of me.  All I ask is that you tell some of the 
other girls to give me a chance, and treat me with an open mind.  Like 
you said, the rest is up to me."

"Okay, Jordan.  I'll be the first to give you the benefit of the doubt, 
and I'll tell some of my friends the way you feel.  For now, you can 
either read some of the magazines on the table next to you, or you can 
channel surf, and see if there's anything on TV."  Tami pointed to the 
remote control next to the magazines.  "I'll give Dee Dee a call, and 
tell her that you're awake.  She'll want to come down here, and check 
you out herself more thoroughly."

"Thanks a lot, Tami.  See you later on."

Later on, Dee Dee arrived to check on Jordan.  As she entered the room, 
Dee Dee had a quick conversation with Tami, before coming over to the 
side of Jordan's bed.

"Hi, Jordan.  How do you feel now?"

"Pretty good, now that most of the anesthetic is getting out of my 
system.  That was the first time I've ever been completely under for a 
surgery like that."

"I can understand that.  It's always a little unsettling when you awake 
from it.  Tami tells me that you made a very sincere speech to her, a 
little earlier."

"That's right, Dee Dee."

"I won't ask you to repeat it, Jordan.  I've gotten to know you a 
little better than the other girls in your short time here on the 
Island.  I've got a good idea what you told Tami.  All I can say is 
just live up to what you told her, and don't expect to be treated 
differently because of your new status, and I think things will work 
out fine here for you."

"You got it, Dee Dee.  I don't want to rock the boat anymore."

"Okay.  Let's check out the fruits of my labors, Jordan.  I'm going to 
reach under the shield, and do a little gentle probing and examining of 
your cock, and see how the surgery has taken to your body.  I like you 
a lot Jordan, but this is not to be construed as any kind of sexual 
contact; it's just an examination.  You probably won't be able to get a 
full-fledged hard-on until at least forty-eight hours after the surgery 
anyway.  Once you're fully healed, your cock will get plenty of work 
and play from all the other girls around here, I guarantee it."

Dee Dee reached down and undid two of the straps that held the shield 
in place over Jordan's body on the bed.  She lifted the shield up into 
a partially upright position, and propped it in place, much like 
raising the hood on a car.

Dee Dee lifted Jordan's cock, and examined all sides of it, looking for 
any signs of scars or scabs that might be a result of the surgery.  
Jordan's cock was smooth and flawless all along the shaft and her 
cockhead.  Dee Dee felt Jordan's balls, and found them to be soft and 
smooth.  The testicles were large, and firm to the touch, but also gave 
way when she exerted a little force with her fingers.

Dee Dee carefully ran her fingers around the base of Jordan's cock 
where it attached to her crotch.  Again, no signs of any incisions, or 
marks of any type from the surgery could be found on her body.  Below 
her cock, Jordan's pussy lips and her clitoris could still be seen, and 
looked as normal as ever.

"Looking good, Jordan.  Looking good.  From the waist down, anyone who 
didn't know you were a girl would just think that you were a guy who 
was lucky enough to be hung like a horse, if they saw only your cock."

Dee Dee lowered the plastic shield back into place, and fastened the 
straps.  She made a few notations on a sheet on her clipboard.

"Tiffany and Clyda will come by either later today or tomorrow, to see 
how you're doing, Jordan.  But since you're awake and alert now, I'll 
give you a few basic pointers and instructions about your cock.

"In a few days, I'll give you a little plastic dispenser that will 
contain and sort the various pills that we give the girls.  Even though 
your cock is fully developed, you'll still have to take the 'vitamins' 
I process here, and keep up a fitness routine, to properly maintain 
it."

"When you said 'fully developed' Dee Dee, how big will my cock be when 
it's finally ready to get hard for the first time?"

"Ah, ah, ah," Dee Dee wagged her finger in a playful scolding motion.  
"You're just gonna have to wait and see for yourself, Jordan.  All I'll 
say, is that when the moment comes, you're certainly not going to be 
disappointed.

"Another thing that you'll be taught, are some mind control techniques 
for keeping your cock at a manageable size when you're not having fun.  
It's no problem now, because you're just lying in bed.  It'll be up to 
you, but you probably won't want something like that hanging between 
your legs all day, or stuffed into your panties."

"But I've noticed that you keep your cock kind of in the same state as 
mine is, Dee Dee."

"That's because mine is custom built, instead of using the template 
that I do on other girls, Jordan.  I have to wear a skirt all the time, 
because it won't fit anywhere else.  But I knew what I was getting into 
when I designed my cock, and it was my choice.  Almost all the other 
girls opt to go for the mind control techniques, for convenience with 
their cock.  But the final choice will be yours down the road.

"Another thing you'll be learning is just how to use your cock, and 
make it perform to its peak potential.  Anybody can get a hard-on, and 
jerk themselves off.  But it's a whole other story to be able to 
perform in sex, and please a partner with it.  Plus the fact that the 
size that you're working with is way beyond anything that you've ever 
seen before you came to the Island.  In order to be able to please 
another one of the amazons, as well as putting on a performance for one 
of our custom videos or photo sets for a customer, you'll need to have 
complete control and mastery over your cock.

"When you have sex with other amazons for the first few times, as well 
as when we let you play with yourself, you'll find out that control of 
your cock is not as easy as you may have thought.  You'll begin to have 
a totally different feeling for any guy you were ever with, who wasn't 
able to completely satisfy you or fulfill you for one reason or 
another."

"Geez.  I never thought that the shoe could be on the other foot," said 
Jordan.

"Oh, and don't forget the Milking Ritual either.  Since you're fully 
developed, we'll eventually expect you to take part in that too.  But 
that's not for a while.  But I'm certain you can recall the strain and 
effort that can exert on a cock, when you watched Tiffany on your first 
day here."

"Wow.  It sure sounds like I've got a lot more to learn than just how 
to fuck and suck," said Jordan.

"You said a mouthful, Jordan.  These are all things you'll be taught, 
and we'll work with you, to bring you up to speed.  Eventually they'll 
get to be second nature, once you've done them often enough.  None of 
that's going to happen for at least a few days, until you're completely 
healed up though.

"Now, just between you and me, Tiffany wants to wait until Sunday, once 
she's sure you're good and ready, before she lets you have your first 
sexual experience with your cock.  So you can look forward to that as 
your 'coming out' party.  Tiffany and Clyda will be there, and Ebony 
may stop by too.  After all the fuss we've gone to, to give you your 
cock, we're all really interested to see just what you've got, and what 
you can do."

"That's great, Tiffany.  I know it's gonna be hard to keep my hands off 
myself until then, but I know that you've got my best interests at 
heart with the shield and the safeguards.  What else can I say, but 
that I'll be eagerly looking forward to this Sunday."


Chapter 21: Jordan's First Time

Part #1: Jordan Jerks Off

Tiffany and Clyda did stop by to see Jordan later in the day.  Their 
visit was much the same as Dee Dee's.  Along with some idle chatter, 
both girls were glad to see that Jordan had come out of the surgery 
with no ill effects, and each one marveled at the mammoth cock between 
Jordan's legs, that was the grand result of Dee Dee's technology.

Tiffany confirmed that Sunday morning would be the day when Jordan 
would finally get to play with her cock and see how large it truly was, 
and what it could do.

Knowing she couldn't get her hands on it, and not wanting to possibly 
tamper with Dee Dee's work, Jordan asked that a sheet be drawn up over 
her waist, so that she couldn't see her cock for the night.  Jordan 
passed the night after dinner by reading a magazine and watching some 
television, before she finally drifted off to sleep.  Her dreams were 
filled with thoughts about how wonderful it would be to finally 
experience her new cock for the first time tomorrow.

Sunday morning finally came.  After Tami cleared away Jordan's 
breakfast plate, Dee Dee, Tiffany and Clyda arrived in the room 
together.

"Hi Jordan," said Dee Dee.  "Today's the big day for you.  You're 
finally gonna get to take that new hunk of meat between your legs out 
for its first test drive.  I guess asking if you're ready or not, would 
be a silly question?"

All Jordan could do was give a nervous smile.  "I don't have words to 
describe how much I've been looking forward to this, Dee Dee.  It's 
literally a dream come true for me."

"That's pretty much what other girls have said too, when the big day 
finally arrives for them," said Clyda.  "After everything you've gone 
through recently, we all think you've earned it."    "Just give me a 
minute to release the catches here on the plastic shield," said Dee 
Dee.  "And then I'll make a few last minute checks on you."  Dee Dee 
and Tiffany removed the plastic shield from the bed, and set it over on 
the side of the room.  Dee Dee made some minor examinations on Jordan's 
cock and balls.  "Everything looks to be in great shape here.  We're 
ready for the show."

"Okay, Jordan," said Tiffany.  "This is what you've worked so hard for, 
and now you've got it.  Show us what you've got, and what you can do 
with it."

Jordan reached down and began delicately fondling her cock and balls.  
"My God, Dee Dee's operation certainly worked!" thought Jordan.  She 
was thoroughly excited by her new appendage and she took its length in 
her hand.  "This feels marvelous.  So soft, and yet I know it can get 
rock hard in moments, too.  No wonder boys always liked to play with 
them."

It felt incredibly and intensely pleasurable for Jordan to be 
experiencing her first erection, and with an audience in the room to 
boot, no less.

Jordan's hands moved directly to the tip of her cock, which now felt 
hard, and also very sensitive as she ran her fingertips across it.  
Jordan looked down between her legs and her cock appeared to be almost 
glowing from the lights overhead in the room.

Opening her eyes and looking down, Jordan was shocked by what she saw.  
Her cock and balls were growing!  She could feel the energy coursing 
through her cock, pulsing like it had a life of its own.  Jordan's cock 
grew bigger and bigger.  It was now over twelve inches long and two 
inches across.  Jordan could feel her balls expanding and brushing 
against her thighs; they must now be the size of small tomatoes.

The feeling was overwhelming, but Jordan did not want it to stop.  
Watching her ever-lengthening member was the most sexually exciting 
experience of her life.


"Grow, grow!" Jordan thought as she wondered how big she could get.   
Fifteen inches.  Then eighteen inches.  Jordan's cock was now as big 
around as her forearm, ribbed with thick veins along its length, and 
the head was the size of an orange.

Grabbing the shaft with both hands, since one hand could not manage, 
Jordan lifted the head up against her chest to take a better look at 
her new marvel.  It was perfectly proportioned from balls to glans, 
topped with a smooth acorn-shaped head and slit.  She was starting to 
get hot and could feel the blood rush to engorge the stiffening pole.  
Jordan's erection continued to swell as her excitement increased and 
grew to a mind-boggling twenty inches in length and over three inches 
across with the flared head now the size of a small grapefruit.

As she suckled and teased the tip of her cock, Jordan could feel her 
massive member give one final surge and spurt of growth in her hands.  
Like a tire or a balloon finally reaching the maximum inflation point, 
Jordan could somehow sense that her cock had finally reached its 
limits.

Jordan's cock was now a full two feet in length, and over three inches 
in width.  Her balls hung just below the shaft, and were bigger than 
two tennis balls.

Jordan sat on the bed, with her legs spread apart, and her hands 
reaching out to her sides.  The other three girls had a full, 
unobstructed view of Jordan's beautiful new cock.

"Holy shit, Dee Dee," said Tiffany.  "You certainly didn't cut any 
corners here, did you?"

"Hey, you were the one who wanted me to make sure that she was hung 
like a fucking horse, you know," said Dee Dee.  "I do good work, if I 
say so myself."

"Good fucking grief, Jordan," said Clyda.  "Do you realize you've got 
every bit as much meat between your legs as Tiffany or myself, love?"

Jordan stared back at the three amazons with unabashed pride and glee, 
as she fully realized what she had between her legs.

"You want me to do something with my nice, big, new hard-on, don't you, 
girls?" Jordan whispered. "Something nasty."

Jordan's prick, now fully erect by this time, heaved with a powerful 
surge of energy as she cupped her hand over her balls and playfully 
gave them a squeeze.  Jordan shuddered at the sensation.

Jordan began to run her hand along the length of her prick, from her 
bloated balls to her flaring cockhead.  Her fat fuckrod throbbed in her 
hand.  Jordan began stroking the underside of her prickmeat with both 
hands.  Jordan's cock was so stiff that it was vibrating like a tuning 
fork and that vibration ran up her arms and set her body to trembling 
in the same tempo.

Jordan blew her warm breath onto the tip of her cock.  The great 
cockhead flared out wildly.

"I want to warn you that sometimes the first time isn't all it's 
cracked up to be," said Dee Dee.  "It can take some girls a while to 
get the hang of using their own cock."

"You've got to be fucking kidding me, Dee Dee," said Tiffany.  "Just 
look at her."

"It doesn't look like you've got anything to worry about on that 
score," said Clyda.  "She's handling it like a bloody pro."

Jordan could now bend her neck slightly and licked the tip of her penis 
with her tongue.  It was almost enough to make her cum on the spot.

Jordan's piss-slit was gaping open and now a drop of thick milky jism 
came bubbling out. It ran down the dark meat of her cockhead in a 
creamy trickle.  Jordan whimpered when she saw that.  It looked like a 
glob of evaporated milk, she thought, but she knew from many past 
experiences with other cocks that it was a lot more delicious than mere 
milk.

Jordan pushed her tongue out and slowly drew the tip of her cockhead 
near her mouth for the first time, gathering up the hot cum-drop.  She 
let it roll around on her taste buds for a moment, savoring the flavor 
of shemale jism, adoring the taste and the texture of the slimy nugget.  
Then Jordan tossed her head back and let it run down her throat.

Jordan tried to compose herself, and opened her mouth as wide as she 
could.  Jordan could feel her balls swelling in anticipation of release 
as she placed as much of her mouth over the throbbing tip as she could.  
She was in ecstasy as she sucked and probed the slit with her tongue as 
she slid both her hands up and down the now thickly veined surface of 
her cock.

"Easy Jordan, easy," said Tiffany.  "Squeeze the head of your cock like 
you've seen us do.  You always want to try and prolong things with your 
cock, so the feelings are more intense."

Jordan did as Tiffany instructed, and felt the juices rushing down the 
shaft of her cock, and the sensations subsided.

As the sensation of tasting her own cum for the first time overcame 
her, Jordan lowered her head, and began working on her cockhead in 
earnest now.

Jordan was now gently stroking her cock.  As she did this, and became 
more familiar with the motion, her strokes became stronger and firmer.

As Jordan's hands stroked the massive shaft, her cockhead flared.  
Jordan gave a little gasp and leaned forward, sticking her tongue out.  
She began to lick at her dark cockhead, lightly at first, then laved 
all over the huge stab of prickmeat with long, slurping tongue-strokes. 
Jordan pushed her tongue right up into her piss-slit.

Jordan continued to lap at her own prick. Then she kissed the tip of 
her prick and again let her mouth slowly open as wide as possible.  As 
of yet, she could not quite manage to fit all of her own massive 
cockhead into her mouth, but she was able to get most of it in, 
collaring the dark, meat-colored wedge with her lips.

Jordan sucked, her cheeks hollowing in and out, her lips turning almost 
inside out as they pulled at her prickmeat.  Her tongue was still 
working merrily away, sliding around against the underside of her knob.  
Jordan's hands skimmed up and down her fuckrod, jacking herself off 
faster now, eager to fill her hungry mouth with her load, yearning for 
a dose of hot, thick, creamy shemale jism.

Jordan's massive prick expanded mightily between her stroking hands and 
her cockhead swelled in her mouth, spreading her lips out wide around 
the slab.

Jordan's balls were also swelling now and had grown to even bigger 
proportions.  A little unexpected, but thoroughly appreciated 
sensation.  Jordan's breathing was heavy and her tits were heaving up 
and down with each deep breath.  Jordan's balls had grown even larger, 
and they were almost painfully hard.

Jordan could feel her breath rushing across her nipples and making her 
tits even more stimulated.

Focusing again on her new erect cock, Jordan experimented with 
different strokes and grips, finally finding a grip and pace she found 
perfect.  She watched her hands moving up and down her huge pole in a 
sort of hypnotic trance, breathing deeply and in rhythm to her sensual 
manipulations.

With her free hand she gripped her bulging balls, feeling the 
startlingly large orbs.  As Jordan's fingers swept across her 
testicles, a wave of pleasure unimaginable to her only a day before 
grabbed her and Jordan gave a low, throaty moan of pure pleasure.

"Ooh," Jordan moaned, knowing that she was nearly cumming, and that she 
was just about to shoot her first load.

Holding back as long as she could, Jordan came in abundant mouthfuls of 
sweet sticky cum.  Jordan felt the sudden release of the explosion of 
her orgasm as she came.  Pleasure more intense than anything she had 
ever felt in her life rocketed through Jordan's body.  Her grapefruit-
sized balls throbbed visibly, pumping massive volumes of thick fluid 
out the now quarter-sized slit in the tip of her enormous cockhead.

Suddenly Jordan's mouth was full of cum.  The slimy cream flooded into 
her, tilting her head back as Jordan hosed her throat with her own 
jism.  She gagged and gasped, as the force of her ejaculation, and the 
heat of her jism took her by surprise.

Jordan's hands pumped up and down as fast as she could, milking her own 
cock into her greedy mouth in a frenzy of cum-drinking lust.  She 
sucked and swallowed, swallowed and sucked.  Jordan kept jacking and 
sucking, and her humongous cock kept forcing the cum into her mouth.

There was far too much of the thick stuff for Jordan to drink it all 
down, even as cum-hungry as she was.  The foaming jism overflowed her 
stretched lips and ran down her chin. Thick drops splashed onto her 
thrusting tits and a trickle curled down her cleavage, then ran into 
her belly button.

Another massive spurt hit Jordan's throat, whitewashing her tonsils.  
Jordan gurgled with the joy of it.  She just couldn't get enough of her 
own succulent cum.  She wanted to swallow jism until her belly was 
blown up like a balloon.  But even in her pleasure-crazed state, Jordan 
sensed that she simply wasn't up to the monumental task on her first 
orgasm.

Jordan swallowed one last mouthful of cum greedily, and then pulled her 
cockhead out of her mouth.

As waves of indescribable pleasure continued to rocket through her 
body, Jordan felt strength like she had never known before in her hands 
and wrists, as she stroked the shaft of her cock.  Jordan's knuckles 
turned white, as she gripped her cock with her hands like a vise, and 
continued to masturbate in front of Tiffany, Clyda and Dee Dee.

Jordan's cock continued to shoot out tremendous spurts of jism, like 
there was no end in sight to it.  Each wave of cum traveled at least 
three feet from the tip of her bloated cockhead.  The shaking motion of 
Jordan stroking her cock caused her cum to land loudly on the floor 
next to the bed, as well as splattering all over the mattress and on 
Jordan herself.

Tiffany, Clyda and Dee Dee watched in stunned silence.  Jordan had only 
played with her cock for several minutes, before she'd reached a full 
raging hard-on.  Then, Jordan had sucked herself off, and shot her load 
down her throat for almost a minute.  And to top it all off, she'd 
continued on shooting off for almost another minute after that!  Over 
half of the amazons on the Island couldn't even do half of what Jordan 
had just done; much less a stunning double-climax like she'd just 
performed.

Finally, Jordan stopped spurting her jism into the air. The last few 
drops came out in a trickle.  At last her mighty balls were emptied.  
Jordan kept right on stroking though, to make sure that she had nursed 
out every last precious drop and worked off every spasm of her 
absolutely fabulous first orgasm.


Chapter 21: Jordan's First Time

Part #2: Jordan Learns The Truth

Tiffany, Dee Dee and Clyda watched in stunned silence, as Jordan's 
first orgasm finally came to a finish.  All three girls were completely 
shocked at the intensity, and the amount of jism that Jordan had been 
able to produce on her very first try.


Jordan's cum had landed almost everywhere.  Jordan herself had a look 
of utter bliss, contentment and satisfaction on her face that was 
beyond words.  Her cock was still rock hard, and Jordan was fondly 
stroking the shaft, and gently licking up and remnants of her jism on 
it that she could reach with her tongue.

Tiffany gently nudged Dee Dee with an elbow to her tummy.  "All right, 
Dee Dee.  There'll never be a better time to do this with Jordan.  Do 
the magic with your remote control."

Dee Dee turned and reached into her handbag, and brought out the 
control unit.

"Well Jordan, I'm really pleased you had such a fantastic time, your 
first time out of the gate," said Tiffany.  "However, there are certain 
brutal facts that you have to made aware of.  I hope that you'll 
forgive us for what we're about to do."  Tiffany turned to Dee Dee.  
"Go ahead."

Dee Dee pressed a button on the control unit.  Instantly, Jordan's cock 
began to slowly go limp, losing the rigid hardness it had just had.  In 
less than thirty seconds, it was reduced to an over-sized, flesh-
colored sausage, lying on the bed linens.

The effect on Jordan was traumatic to say the least.  From utter glee a 
moment ago, to a look of shock and despair just now.

"All right, Jordan.  I'm sorry we had to do this the hard way on you, 
but there are some things that you have to know," said Tiffany.  "As 
you've no doubt guessed, the shit is starting to hit the fan big time, 
after the fiasco with you and Barocca in the Main Event.  Just how 
serious things really are, you're going to find out later on today.  I 
know you've made some really moving and heartfelt speeches about how 
you want to fit in around here, but what you've just seen is our 
version of an 'insurance policy'."

"Along with getting your fully developed cock in record time, Jordan," 
said Dee Dee, "I've also installed some safeguards and failsafe 
mechanisms in it.  To make a long story short, if you get out of line 
for any reason whatsoever, I can cut you off with a click of a button, 
or at my PC.  These safeguards will remain in place in your body and 
your cock for one year.  By that time, everything will have happened 
and be long resolved, one way or another."

"Barocca is really trying to nail our ass to the wall, now that she 
feels like she's got us over a barrel," said Tiffany.  "She's demanding 
that we hold some type of grand contest for final control over the 
Island, once and for all.  Otherwise, she'll go public on us, and blow 
the whistle on our little Island paradise.  We'll be overrun with 
reporters before we know it, if she goes ahead with her threat."

"Along with having to answer a lot of questions that we don't really 
have satisfactory answers for about things like taxes and land grants 
for the Island," said Clyda, "we damn sure don't need that many 
snoopers nosing around here in the first place."

"Not to mention the AMA, and other medical and government authorities 
would take a very dim view of my laboratory, and the unlicensed and 
unapproved surgeries that I do there," said Dee Dee.

"Okay.  I can see where all of that would be really bad news for us," 
said Jordan.  "But what kind of contest do you think Barocca has in 
mind?"

"C'mon, Jordan.  That should be obvious," said Tiffany.  "Surely you 
haven't forgotten how Barocca was humping her brains out against you, 
during the Main Event?"

"We've only been given a general idea ourselves," said Dee Dee.  
"Barocca contacted us earlier to let us know what her plans are.  All 
we know is she wants to hold some major fuck and suck contest.  And 
that you're going to be one of the major participants in it."

"What do you mean, 'just one'?" asked Jordan.

"The other thing Barocca has hinted at, is that she's created her own 
shemale prodigy, on her own somehow," said Tiffany.  "With all of the 
antics that have been happening here recently, we knew that something 
was up, but we didn't know just what.


"Evidently, since we broke the rules, and gave you special treatment 
Jordan, Barocca felt she was entitled to do the same thing with someone 
else of her own choosing.  Just how she managed to do everything on her 
own is still unclear, although we've found a few clues in her quarters.

"How she managed to do it doesn't really matter right now.  What we can 
expect is some kind of sexual contest from Barocca, her new 'creation', 
as well as some of her closest friends, who were also senior amazons.  
It'll be directed against you, myself, Clyda, Dee Dee and some of the 
other amazons here as well.  You're not the only one that Barocca has a 
grudge against; but you just forced things to a climax with your 
behavior when you arrived."

"Believe me Jordan," said Clyda.  "Barocca wants to fuck all of us to 
within an inch of our lives just for the satisfaction of beating us.  
She'd gladly do that for free if she could.  But she's raised the 
stakes by threatening to go public about the Island on us, so we're 
really in a spot."

"Barocca's going to be arriving here later this afternoon," said Dee 
Dee.  "She'll be introducing her new creation to us for the first time.  
We'll sit down and hash out the general rules and structure of the 
contest, and when it will be held."

"You're going to be there, because you're one of the major players 
involved in this, whether you like it or not, Jordan," said Tiffany.  
"Since there's no way of avoiding this conflict, it's only appropriate 
that you and Barocca's new girl meet each other, before everything 
comes to a boil.

"But I want to get back to what's probably foremost in your mind right 
now.  And that's your cock, and more accurately, what Dee Dee just did 
to it right now."

Tiffany paused and walked over to Jordan's bed, so that she was sitting 
close to her.

"I meant what I said in the past, about how we all liked you Jordan, 
and how we were glad to have you with us here on the Island.  But the 
fact remains, that since you've been with us, everything has been 
turned upside down here.  Some of these events have been beyond your 
control, but others, you're directly involved in.  That's the reason 
for our 'insurance policy'.

"You're going to get a chance to make good on some of your speeches, 
Jordan.  We're counting on you to do everything you can, when it comes 
your turn for whatever's in store for you at the contest.  If you give 
us everything you've got, and help get us over the hurdle here against 
Barocca, we can get back to normal, and everything will be all right 
again here.

"But if you should cross us up somehow, or not give us your complete 
effort in the coming struggle, then this..." Tiffany picked up Jordan's 
limp cock with one hand.  "This will be all you'll ever have to show 
for all the ordeals you've been through here.

"All right, Dee Dee.  Go ahead and turn Jordan back on now."

Dee Dee clicked a button, and it was almost as though a switch had been 
turned on in Jordan's cock.  She could instantly feel the life flowing 
through her loins again.  Although Jordan had only had her cock a few 
days, she could tell that it would be ready to become rock-hard and 
ready to perform again in moments if she wanted it to.  The relief that 
spread through Jordan was obvious to everyone in the room.

Jordan reached out and grasped Tiffany's hands.  "Tiffany, you don't 
know how much you scared me just now, when you did that to my cock.  I 
meant what I said about doing whatever it takes to stay on the Island, 
and making this a better place for all of us.  But you're right.  
Actions speak louder than words.  Whatever it takes to beat Barocca and 
her gang, you can count on me to help do it.  Anything at all; just ask 
me."

"That's good to hear from you Jordan," said Tiffany.  "I want you to 
realize a couple of things.  On your very first orgasm, with no help, 
you produced a bigger and longer cum shot than some of the senior 
amazons are capable of doing."

"Most of us could either suck ourselves off, or jerk off and paint the 
bed like you did love," said Clyda.  "But damn few of us could do a 
double-dip like you just pulled off."

"Once you really get some experience, and your cock is completely in 
tune with your body, you're really gonna be something special Jordan," 
said Dee Dee.  "You might even give Ebony a run for her money."

"I know that Barocca knows we made you a shemale, Jordan," said 
Tiffany.  "But she has no way of knowing that you've turned out the way 
that you did.  With some coaching and some training, you can really be 
a trump card she won't be expecting in the contest."

Tiffany and the other girls' words sank into Jordan, as she realized 
that she'd only seen the tip of the iceberg, as far as her cock's 
potential went.  The thought of even more powerful orgasms, and even 
more cum produced by her balls was mind-boggling to Jordan.

"The possibility of even bigger and better things in store for me and 
my cock is awesome Tiffany," said Jordan.  "I want you to know that 
there's no way I'm going to screw things up and give up this wonderful 
piece of meat between my legs.  So heaven help Barocca, or whoever she 
puts me up against in the contest."

"We're all going to be pushed to our limits in the future, I'm certain 
about that, Jordan," said Tiffany.  "I want you to meet us in the main 
auditorium at one o'clock.  At noon, we've got the meeting with Barocca 
scheduled.  Once everyone lays their cards on the table, we'll decide 
what we're going to do next.

"Above all, Jordan, when we have this meeting or confrontation with 
Barocca and her girl afterwards, don't let on that you've got something 
special between your legs.  The three of us will have already done most 
of the talking and the actual negotiating.  The more Barocca thinks 
she's got the scales tipped in her favor, the more she's likely to 
become overconfident and make a mistake of some sort."

"C'mon with me, Jordan," said Dee Dee.  "I do plan on teaching you some 
mind control techniques to help manage the size of your cock in the 
future.  But for now, you'll need a skirt or some bigger panties to 
cover up that beast between your legs.  Your bikini panties don't stand 
a chance of containing it.  I've got some extra clothes in my quarters 
that you can borrow."


Chapter #22: The Contest Is Set

Barocca entered the conference room, and sat down at the table, across 
from Tiffany, Clyda and Dee Dee.

"All right, Barocca.  Let's get this over with," said Tiffany.

"Don't take it so hard, Tiffany.  It's no shame admitting that you've 
been outmaneuvered.  I've been doing a little thinking, and I've come 
up with a few ideas on just how I want the contest to be held, and what 
events will take place."  Barocca began rummaging through her purse for 
some papers.

"Whatever you've got in there, Barocca, save it," said Dee Dee.  "We 
are going to have a contest, but we're going to do it our way."

"Excuse me?  Did I hear right just now?" asked Barocca.  "Are you girls 
that anxious for me to go public with my exposé already?"

"Go ahead and do it, Barocca," said Clyda.  "Nobody's stopping you."

"I don't believe I'm hearing this.  Are you actually willing to risk 
letting them shut the doors on this place, without putting up a fight?"

"We are going to fight you tooth and nail, Barocca," said Tiffany.  
"But not necessarily in the manner that you might think.  If you want 
to go public with your exposé plan, go ahead and do it.  If you do it, 
you're probably right in that we'll be under the microscope from the 
government for all sorts of things for a long time.

"I figure the worst thing they could do would be to shut us down 
outright.  But once they find out just how much money we take in here, 
and how much they could make, if they took their slice of it, by 
putting us above board, and assessing taxes, that they might change 
their tune.  Not to mention that there are a number of people on 
Capitol Hill that are some of our very best customers.  I know that 
they'd pull some major strings, and do a big time cover up, and it 
might just cancel out your exposé."

"It's always good to have a politician in your pocket," said Clyda.  
"Having several by their balls, is even better."

"You can't be serious," said Barocca.  "You'd risk letting them shut 
you down, and throw away everything that you've worked so hard for?"

"Who said anything about throwing it all away?" replied Dee Dee.  "If 
they did close the doors and kick us out of here, it would be a serious 
setback, but nothing that we couldn't overcome.

"The simple fact of the matter Barocca, is that if we had to start over 
from scratch, and recreate everything, I know that we could.  I did it 
once, and I know I could do it again.  I don't know how you managed to 
create a clone of yourself, as well as giving your own girl the 
treatment.  But I know for a fact, that you couldn't have done it 
without my machines, and my technology.  I'll give you credit for being 
intelligent, Barocca.  But I don't think there's any way that you can 
match my training and education in science and medicine, and be able to 
duplicate what I've done here on the Island on your own."

"In other words," said Tiffany, "we might have to close the doors, in 
the worst case scenario.  But we can rebuild somewhere else, and be 
back up and running in about a year.  I don't think that you can make 
the same claim."

"But in the meantime, you'll eventually run out of Dee Dee's 'wonder 
pills'," said Barocca.  "You'll eventually lose the ability to get a 
hard-on, or do anything effective with your cocks."

"And that's exactly what'll be happening to you and your girls too, 
Barocca," said Dee Dee.  "I figure that you might last a little longer, 
with what you managed to steal from us.  But your and your clique will 
be living on borrowed time too."

"The three of us, as well as the majority of the girls on the Island, 
are prepared to have to possibly go without our cocks for a number of 
months, before we can rebuild," said Tiffany.  "We'll have to wear 
baggy pants and skirts for a while, but it's a sacrifice we're prepared 
to make."

"Like I said, not only can I recreate my technology," continued Dee 
Dee, "I also know some surgeons who can help any girls who want to make 
a break from the Island.  We figure there'll be a little fallout of 
girls who don't want to go through the rough times.  So I know some 
cosmetic surgeons who can undo my operations, and make them look normal 
again, for a fee."

"That information isn't on any backup tape, or papers you've stolen, 
girl," said Clyda.  "So unless you're willing to make 'John Wayne 
Bobbitt: The Sequel', all of you will also be stuck with limp noodles 
between your legs eventually."

The tension in the air was so thick between the four girls that it was 
almost tangible.  As they sat at the table, glaring at each other, 
Tiffany finally broke the silence.

"As you can see Barocca, we aren't that cowed by your threat of the 
exposé.  Yes, it would wind up making things extremely hard and 
inconvenient on us.  But there are some things that we simply aren't 
going to back down on, and this is one of them."

"All right...I had no idea what a bunch of fanatics you girls were," 
said Barocca.  "So... just what kind of format or events did you have 
in mind for the contest?"

"You see, Tiffany?" said Clyda.  "I told you Barocca could be 
reasonable after all.  All we had to do was threaten to take away what 
she values the most."

"It's nice to see that you're not being impossible to reason with, 
Barocca," said Tiffany.  "Now as for the contest itself, I think we'll 
start off with a Milking session between the two girls.  I want 
everyone to see just what Jordan and your girl have got between their 
legs, and just what they can do with their cocks."

"All right, that sounds like a decent start.  Then what?"

"I haven't given that a lot of thought, to be honest.  Whichever girl 
produces the most jism, her side will have the advantage, and can call 
the shots for the next event.  We'll go back and forth in various 
sexual events, both giving and receiving pleasure.  We'll let things 
take as long as they need, until one girl gives up, or until a majority 
of the amazons recognize one of them as the clear, overall winner.  
We're not gonna let your side win everything in one event.  It's not 
going to be that easy for you."

"So what you're saying is that this whole affair could drag on for 
days, or even weeks, Tiffany?  To tell the truth girls, I don't think I 
like the structure of this whole contest of yours..."

"Shut the fuck up, Barocca!" exclaimed Clyda.  "Tiffany and Dee Dee 
have tried to sugar coat this, and be polite with you, but I've had it 
with you and your damned snotty attitude.  We've already made it quite 
fucking clear that we aren't afraid of you and your exposé.  You need 
us to hold this contest, so you'll have a prayer of staying on the 
Island.  Not the other way around!"

"Did it ever enter that pointed little head of yours, Barocca," asked 
Tiffany, "that if we're serious enough to call your bluff on your 
exposé, that we might also be bold enough to take even more drastic 
measures?"

"Specifically, such as hauling you and your prodigy's asses straight 
into detention, and then turning you over to Ebony," said Dee Dee.

"If you're going to pull out all the stops, and go for the knockout 
punch, you'd damn well better believe that we're going to do the same, 
Barocca," said Tiffany.

"You wouldn't fucking dare!" shouted Barocca.

"Just try it Barocca," said Dee Dee.  "I think you also ought to know 
that I've spent a lot of time going over your computer and all the CD's 
and other software on it.  You were in such a hurry to hightail it out 
of here, you completely forgot about it.  It's taken me years, but I 
finally figured out why Ebony suddenly grew so large, so unexpectedly 
on us.  Once I saw all those advanced medical programs there on your 
PC, it all fell into place.  You fucked around with my machines, and 
put in some type of program that changed Ebony!"

Barocca just sat at the table in shock, as the other three girls' 
emotions raged at her.

"Not only could we see to it that you're turned over to Ebony, 
Barocca," continued Dee Dee.  "But I could use that wonderful software 
of yours to make Ebony even bigger and more powerful than she already 
is.  We've all seen the tape of when you and Ebony had it out a couple 
of weeks ago.  Ebony almost split you in two that night.  I could turn 
her into something even bigger, that's barely human, and you might not 
even survive the experience."

"Or we could select several other lucky girls to 'supercharge' and then 
turn them loose on your new creation," said Clyda.

"Rest assured Barocca," said Tiffany, "Ebony hates you the most of any 
girl on the Island.  But she's certainly not the only one.  We'd have 
no shortage of volunteers itching to get at you, after everything 
you've done here recently."

"Now then," said Tiffany, as she cracked her knuckles, and sat up 
straight in her chair.  "I think we've made it brutally clear how we 
feel about you and your demands, Barocca.  We will hold the contest for 
final superiority on the Island.  But we're going to do it under our 
terms and conditions, or not at all.  You and your side need us, far 
more than we need you."

Barocca glared at the other three girls for a moment, before she 
finally let out her breath in frustration.

"All right," conceded Barocca.  "It appears that maybe I'm the one 
who's been outplayed here after all.  We'll meet in the main auditorium 
in ten minutes.  I'll introduce my new girl to everyone, and we'll 
officially announce that the contest is taking place in a month."

"Sounds good to me," said Tiffany.  "C'mon Clyda, Dee Dee.  We'll see 
you in the auditorium shortly." Chapter #23: Jeanne's Introduction

Clyda, Dee Dee and Jordan took their seats on the far side of the stage 
of the auditorium.  Tiffany stopped at the podium, and addressed the 
assembled amazons.

"All right everyone.  I hate to start sounding repetitive whenever I'm 
up here, but we have to make some more critical decisions.  A short 
time ago, Barocca committed some very serious acts in the Main Event.  
As a result of her actions, she was expelled from the Island.

"Between then and now, Barocca has taken actions and gathered evidence 
about our Island colony here.  To make a long story short, she's 
threatened to go public and expose us to the media and the rest of the 
world.  While it wouldn't be the end of the world for us, it would 
definitely make things considerably more difficult, and draw a lot of 
unwanted attention that we don't need to us.

"As everyone knows, we took liberties and bent the rules, when we 
decided to make Jordan a shemale amazon.  Because of that, Barocca 
obviously felt that she was entitled to do the same thing.  Somehow, 
someway, Barocca has managed to create her own shemale amazon.

"We've agreed to hold a contest between Jordan and Barocca's new girl 
for control over the Island.  Whichever side wins will have total 
control and domination over the other.  I don't like having to risk 
everything on a situation like this, any more than the rest of you.  
But since Jordan and Barocca's girl seem to be at the root of things, 
we felt it was best if they had it out between each other.

"I want to stress to all of you, that this will be a contest featuring 
both girls in all types of sexual events, both giving and receiving 
pleasure.  By the time we're done, we'll all know everything that there 
is to know about these two ladies.  We are not going to have only one 
or two events where one side might 'fix' the outcome, and have things 
decided too quickly.  The very first event will be a Milking contest 
between the two girls.  Which ever side wins, they can choose the next 
event. It'll go back and forth until there's a clear-cut winner, that 
everyone can agree upon.

"Now I'll turn things over to Barocca, and she'll introduce her new 
girl to everyone."  Tiffany pressed a button on the podium, which 
signaled Barocca, who was waiting in the anteroom.

Tiffany took her seat, and Barocca strode over to the podium.  "Hello, 
everyone.  I heard that you missed me, so I'm back."  A number of girls 
muttered under their breath, and several blatantly gave Barocca the 
finger as she surveyed the audience.


"My, my.  Aren't we the feisty ones today?" teased Barocca.

"Cut the bullshit and get to the point, bitch," called out one girl.

"Say your piece, and get the fuck out of here, Barocca," called out 
another.  The crowd was quickly turning ugly, as the memory of 
Barocca's actions, and her mysterious escape was still fresh in 
everyone's mind.

"All right, ladies, I'll get right to the point.  As Tiffany mentioned, 
I've taken out an 'insurance policy', in the form of a full-blown 
exposé on the Island, to insure my safety for the time being.  It goes 
into enough details on things like unpaid taxes, no land or real estate 
deeds, and Dee Dee's unauthorized medical procedures, to shut this 
place down in a hot fucking minute, if I should go public with it.

"But I don't want to shut down our little home here any more than you 
do.  I do however want to make major changes in the way things are 
done.  To that end, I created my very own shemale amazon.  My girl and 
Jordan are gonna have it out in a major contest in one month to decide 
who controls the Island.

"Okay, everyone.  I think some introductions are in order here.  I'll 
admit it probably hasn't been a well-kept secret, that I recruited, and 
then brought someone to the Island recently."

Barocca pressed the button on the podium that signaled to Jeanne to 
come into the auditorium from the anteroom.

An attractive black girl walked towards the center of the stage, 
wearing a red satin robe.

"This is Jeanne, girls.  Some of you might even recognize her, from her 
career in fuck videos, years ago.  So she's no stranger to performing 
in front of an audience.  Go ahead and remove your robe, Jeanne."

Jeanne slithered out of her robe like a stripper, and handed it to 
Barocca.

The overhead lights reflected the rippled definitions of her well-
defined arms and legs, as well as her flat, muscular tummy.  Jeanne 
could have easily passed for a competitive body builder.  A well-
groomed mane of softly curled black hair outlined the thin smirk on her 
face.

The most notable feature of Jeanne was the huge bulge in the front of 
the red spandex bikini that she wore.  Approximately the size of a 
small grapefruit, her package stressed the tight material to its 
absolute limits.

Jeanne stood a few paces apart from Barocca, with her hands on her 
hips.  The other amazons in the auditorium were already sizing Jeanne 
up, and drinking in her body's features.

Despite the tension in the air, everyone was mentally imagining what 
Jeanne might look like completely naked, and were formulating their own 
fantasies that they would like to carry out with her, at a later time 
and place.

Jeanne's pose was somewhat calm, and almost modest, as she made no 
outward moves yet to flaunt or display herself to the other amazons.  
Other girls were bustier, although Jeanne certainly had a nice full set 
of breasts.  Still other girls were even more muscularly developed, 
particularly Ebony.

What made Jeanne stand out was her facial expression.  New girls were 
typically timid and somewhat shy as they were first introduced to the 
amazons.  Newcomers usually displayed the type of awe and reverence 
that was reserved for whenever someone met an actor or celebrity.

If ever the expression 'the cat who ate the canary' could be embodied 
in an individual, it was personified in Jeanne today.  Although she was 
trying not to overly smirk, or be too openly brazen, Jeanne had an air 
of anticipation and excitement that was noticeable to everyone.

"I won't bore everyone here with a lot of tedious scientific 
explanations," said Barocca.

"What you'll soon see before you, is the result of years of development 
and research on my own.  I have invented a growth hormone for the 
penis.  As well as a means of giving a girl her fully developed penis 
in one operation.  Jeanne has undergone that operation, and has also 
been administered small doses of the hormone in the form of injections 
for the past three weeks."

The exact method of how Jeanne had received her cock wasn't entirely 
true.  Barocca felt it was better to sell her story with a slightly 
different spin, rather than admitting she had openly pirated Dee Dee's 
technology, and also having to explain the alien software.

Off to the side of the stage, Dee Dee, Tiffany, and some other amazons 
watched Barocca's presentation with a growing sense of unease.

"Years of development and research on my own," muttered Dee Dee, not 
bothering to conceal her contempt.  "What a crock of bullshit.  Anyone 
who's been on the Island as long as we have can tell she stole my work.  
I've got half a mind to operate on her without anesthetic."

"None of us likes this any more than you do, Dee Dee," replied Tiffany.  
"We're stuck with this because the threat of Barocca's exposé has 
forced our hand here.  Because we gave Jordan special treatment and 
broke the rules, Barocca's got us over a barrel, forcing this contest 
to take place."

"Everyone knows why we're here," said Barocca.  "So we'll get right 
down to cases.  Actions speak far louder than words.  And there's no 
denying what you've all come here to see.  So without further delay; 
Jeanne would you do the honors, please?"

"Certainly, Barocca.  I'd love to."

Jeanne gave a quick wriggle of her hips, and a slight tug with her 
hands on her bikini panties.  In an instant, her panties slid to the 
floor, and Jeanne deftly kicked them to the side with her foot.

Jeanne's cock was a magnificent sight to behold.  Although it was 
completely soft, it dangled almost to the top of the girl's knees.  
Even in this state, it was a full eleven inches in length and almost 
three inches in diameter.  The bulbous head was a dark brown and 
glistened softly in the harsh light.  Jeanne's testicles were equally 
proportioned, like two plump tomatoes swaying gently in her nut-sack. 
The skin of her cock and pelvis were tanned to perfectly blend with the 
rest of her body.

Off to the side, Jordan noticed that she actually had produced a small 
drop of saliva in the corner of her mouth as she watched Jeanne remove 
her bikini bottom.  Jordan watched the bikini drop to the floor to 
reveal one of the longest, thickest cocks that Jordan had ever laid 
eyes on. The auditorium was filled with appropriate 'oohs' and 'ahs' 
and even a few girlish snickers.

Jordan found her hands reaching towards her crotch to finger her clit 
and massage her balls without consciously realizing it.  Sitting next 
to Jordan, Clyda noticed her fidgeting in her seat.  Clyda elbowed 
Jordan gently in the ribs, forcing her to stop her fondling herself.

"My, aren't we easy to please?" snickered Clyda.  "You'd think that 
you'd never seen a cock before, girl."

"Sorry," blushed Jordan.  "I guess I just can't help it."

"Just keep your hands away from yourself for a few minutes," scolded 
Clyda, as she slapped Jordan on the wrist.  "If you start playing with 
yourself, we're going to wind up with either a riot or an orgy on our 
hands.  We can't have you loosing control and shooting off in front of 
the audience just yet."

"As you can see," announced Barocca, "the size of Jeanne's penis and 
scrotum far exceed many of the cocks that you've already seen on the 
Island previously."

"The increase in the length and thickness of the penis, while 
impressive, is really only one effect of the hormone," continued 
Barocca.  "Its other main functions are to increase the production of 
semen in the body, and also improving the circulatory and 
cardiovascular systems to allow getting an erection in record time.  I 
think that a complete, graphic demonstration is in order to show you 
just what I mean."  Barocca turned and faced Jeanne.

"Jeanne, would you be so kind as to give yourself an erection?" Barocca 
requested.  "I'm sure the audience here is very interested in seeing 
just how big your cock will actually get."

"No problem, Barocca," replied Jeanne.  "I thought you'd never ask."

"I think you might find this helpful," said Barocca, as she handed 
Jeanne a jar of the typical lubricating jelly that was commonly used by 
almost all the amazons on the Island.

From her seat, Jordan gazed at first into the eyes of Jeanne, but soon 
her stare fixed on the massive organ between her legs.  Jeanne took 
several scoops of jelly just to sufficiently lubricate the entire 
length of her shaft, even though it was still limp.

Now Jeanne shed any pretenses of modesty or shyness.  Like a veteran 
stripper or entertainer, Jeanne knew she had the audience riveted on 
her and her cock.

Jeanne put one hand on the base of her big dick and tried to wrap her 
fingers all the way around, but it was simply too large.  With her cock 
limp, Jeanne could force her hand to encircle the girth of her cock, 
but it was quickly becoming more difficult.  As her cock filled with 
blood, it was like trying to keep a bicycle tire from inflating with 
air at the gas station.

Jeanne resolved to using both of her hands in combination to constrict 
her penis and begin stiffening it.

Clenching her fists tightly, Jeanne began to slowly draw her hands from 
the base of the trunk to the tip of the head.  Jeanne's penis began to 
pulse and grow.  She continued massaging her organ, varying the 
tightness of her grip and the speed of her stroke.

Jeanne's cock grew and lengthened at a remarkable rate.  Even the 
amazons, who were accustomed to seeing huge pieces of cockmeat on a 
daily basis, were amazed at how quickly Jeanne's piece of meat sprouted 
to life before their eyes.

Jeanne's eyes glowed with a sexual lust and energy that was evident to 
everyone in the auditorium.  Every amazon felt a feeling of sexual 
pride and lust whenever they aroused their cocks to erection, and 
admired them, and displayed them for their partners.

But Jeanne had a look of lust and passion in her face as she watched 
her cock grow to its full size that was almost demonic looking.

Before anyone had really realized it, Jeanne stood before the audience 
of amazons, with her hard-on proudly reaching out into the air, and 
glistening wetly from all the jelly that had been smeared on it.

By alternating between lengthwise stokes and a twisting motion, Jeanne 
had been able to stiffen her cock to a rampaging full erection in well 
under a minute.

Jeanne stood facing the audience of amazons with her hands on her hips, 
brazenly and proudly displaying her massive cock for all to see.  
Jeanne's cock seemed to twitch and throb in the air, as though it had a 
life of its own.

"What do you think, girls?" Jeanne coyly asked the audience.  "What 
I've got is every bit as big, if not bigger, than any other cock you'll 
see on the Island.  The only competition might be from that freak that 
you call Ebony."

"Quite impressive, wouldn't you say, girls?"  Barocca knew that she had 
a captive audience by now.  Mentally, Barocca was forcing herself to 
keep calm.  It wasn't wise for Jeanne to make any kind of taunts about 
Ebony, especially in front of all these witnesses.  Still, Jeanne had 
already blurted out her taunt in front of everyone.

"Let's just see what the tale of the tape says about Jeanne's meat," 
said Barocca as she produced a tape measure from the podium.

"If you'll relax yourself for just a moment please, Jeanne," asked 
Barocca.

Jeanne released her breath and let her cock lower slightly, so it now 
stood out from her crotch at a ninety-degree angle, like a battering 
ram.

Barocca placed one end of the tape measure against the end of Jeanne's 
cock where it joined her pelvis, and Jeanne playfully placed her little 
finger on the end of it to hold it in place.

Barocca slowly unrolled the tape measure along the rest of the shaft of 
Jeanne's cock.  Barocca didn't bother to count off the numbers.  The 
sheer amount of time it took for Barocca to reach the head of Jeanne's 
cock spelled out the tremendous size of Jeanne's meat far more 
dramatically than any words could do.

"Well now," said Barocca.  "If I read this right, I make out to be that 
Jeanne has just under twenty-four inches of cock between her legs.  
Would anyone like to come down here and verify things for themselves?"

The auditorium had grown ominously quiet.

Although she didn't say a word, Jeanne made no attempt to conceal the 
incredible glee and lust she was feeling, as many of the amazons stared 
at her with open mouths.

"Twenty-four inches," announced Barocca.  "Now where have I heard that 
particular number before?"

Many of the amazons turned their heads towards Jordan.

From her seat, Jordan fantasized what she might do with such a huge 
cock that so closely resembled her own.  Her mind began to race with 
erotic images filled with passionate sucking and fucking.  Could she 
fit something that big inside her?

Jordan had taken roughly that much cockmeat inside her when she had 
faced Ebony, as well as from the other girls in the Main Event.  But 
seeing Jeanne spring to life so quickly, and with such malicious glee 
on her face, caused something to quiver and shake in the pit of 
Jordan's stomach.

"All right Jeanne," Barocca ordered, "Now please show our audience what 
happens if you continue to stimulate your cock."

Jeanne began to masturbate her cock.  The only sound in the auditorium 
was the telltale slapping and smacking sounds Jeanne's hand made, as 
she ran her left hand up and down the shaft of her cock.  Jeanne's 
right hand gripped her scrotal sac, and began squeezing and massaging 
her balls.

It was obvious from her fluid movements that Jeanne was an expert at 
this technique.

As her stokes came faster and faster, Jeanne's large breasts began to 
jiggle and bounce. She began to pump herself furiously, as though her 
life somehow depended on it.

Jeanne continued to fist-fuck her penis with all of her strength.

Jeanne moaned as every muscle in her body flexed and pulsated.  Her 
back arched and her cock jutted straight upwards toward the ceiling.

A thick, white stream of cum burst from Jeanne's huge dick.  Not a 
typical squirt, or spurt, as with an average ejaculation; but a long, 
fat rope of semen.  The cum shot out again and again from her cock, 
splattering on the stage floor a full six or seven feet in front of 
Jeanne.  Her body continued to buck uncontrollably as blast after blast 
of sperm erupted from her horse-like penis.

This ejaculation continued for almost a full minute, while the audience 
looked on with shock and amazement.  As Jeanne's cock spewed what 
seemed like endless blasts of sperm, a large, gooey puddle formed on 
the stage.  Jeanne's hands became plastered in the sticky milk, as did 
her legs.  A few of the cum-jets even landed at the feet of the amazons 
in the first row of the audience.

Jeanne continued to pull on her cock until every glob of semen had been 
squeezed from the tip.  Jeanne continued to slowly pump back and forth 
on her cock.

The amazons in the audience had to remind themselves that they had just 
seen Jeanne shoot off a monster load.  Jeanne's cock was still rock 
hard, and showed no signs that it was ready to slow down, not even 
slightly.

"Good fucking grief," exclaimed Clyda.  "I haven't seen anyone shoot 
off a load like that outside of the milking rituals.  And she couldn't 
have been stroking her cock for more than a minute.  The girl's not 
human."

"You can say that again," Jordan said under her breath.  Her pussy was 
dripping wet and her nipples were rock-hard.  She was horny as hell and 
hungry to see what would happen next.

"Ready for an instant replay, ladies?" Jeanne asked the closest amazons 
as she tightened her grip around the base of her mule-sized dick.

Jeanne began pulling on her fat cock once again.  Within seconds it was 
throbbing like a fire hose filled with pent-up water pressure.  After a 
dozen strokes, Jeanne's body spasmed again, and her giant penis began 
spewing forth huge globs of semen again.

The audience was dumfounded.  Jaws dropped as excited murmurs and gasps 
filled the auditorium.  As before, the amount of cum was like nothing 
anyone had seen or experienced before.

No one was able to take any exact measurements, but many of the amazons 
swore that Jeanne's second orgasm was longer and more powerful than the 
first had been.

Blast after blast of sperm rocketed out of Jeanne's cock, shot into the 
air and splashed onto the stage floor.

Barocca smiled and watched the audience with glee, as the giant white 
volleys of goo spewed forth and spilled onto the floor.

"Yes, my fellow amazons," she said, "today, I present to you the true 
multiple orgasm.  My drug increases the production of seminal fluid by 
more than several hundred times its normal amount per ejaculation.  Not 
to mention the pleasure derived from such an experience."

Barocca turned her attention to Jeanne, as she stood panting next to 
the podium.

"The introduction of this drug will not only aid anyone who might have 
difficulty producing sperm," Barocca explained.  "And the treatment 
will also help anyone who would like to increase the size of their 
penis as well.  But it will for the first time give amazons the ability 
to enjoy as many climaxes as they wish during one sexual encounter."

Barocca nodded to Jeanne, who grasped the shaft of cock and within 
seconds stroked her cock to yet another immense ejaculation.  Hot white 
streams of milky sperm began erupting from Jeanne's dick.

"Does it feel good, Jeanne?"

"Yes...oh...god!" Another cum jet blasted from the Jeanne's mammoth 
cock cutting her

testimonial short.  Soon the eruptions subsided and the Jeanne's body 
began to involuntarily twitch and shiver.

Barocca faced the audience again and asked, "Is there an amazon here in 
the auditorium who wouldn't enjoy this kind of sexual experience?"

Jordan shifted her stare from the white jets of cum that were blasting 
from Jeanne's dick like a fire-hose gone berserk, to the amazons seated 
in the audience.  No one raised a hand.

"Of course not," she thought.  What red-blooded shemale in her right 
mind wouldn't want a giant dick capable of shooting almost gallons of 
cum at a time, on demand, at a moment's notice?

In the next fifteen minutes, Jeanne produced several more tremendous 
orgasms, all at Barocca's command for the awestruck audience.  Jeanne 
had shot off a total of six times in under half an hour.  Her cock had 
never been seen at less than a raging hard-on, and the total volume of 
her ejaculations seemed to have gotten stronger as she progressed.

"Get a good look at the wave of the future, girlfriends!" shouted 
Jeanne.  "This is raw, unlimited, sexual fucking power between my legs 
you're looking at now.  I just got my cock, and I know I can outperform 
almost anybody on the Island.  Just think what I'm gonna do in a month 
from now at the contest!

"Why, I'll bet I can even out-fuck and out-cum that bitch, Ebony!"

Barocca grimaced for a second, and tried not to let her expression show 
to the audience.  "Girlfriend, you're gonna dig your own grave, if you 
keep trash-talking about Ebony like that," thought Barocca.  "I had to 
learn that lesson the hard way.  I hope that you don't regret it."

Barocca seized the moment, and resumed her spiel to the audience.

"Okay, Jeanne.  You can relax, and let your cock go back to a more 
natural state now."  Jeanne's cock gradually returned to a more 
natural, limp state again.

As Jeanne's sixth orgasm finally ended, Barocca wrapped up her speech 
to the amazons.

"I think everyone here gets the idea," said Barocca.  "I can offer 
every amazon even larger sized cocks than what most of us are used to 
having now.  And the ability to reach erections in seconds, and then 
orgasm virtually on demand."

"Jeanne is quite capable of continuing on far into the night at this 
rate, I assure you," continued Barocca.  "But I think out little 
demonstration here has made our point.

"This is what you can look forward to if my group holds power on the 
Island.  I offer instant gratification when it comes to developing a 
new cock for a girl, or increasing the size of her present cock."

Barocca handed Jeanne her robe, and she donned it.  Barocca stuffed 
Jeanne's bikini panties into the pocket.  Almost every set of eyes in 
the auditorium were staring at Jeanne's phenomenal cock, even after it 
had finally softened and gone limp.

"But there's one catch girls.  Anyone who wants my favors has to 
declare her loyalty ahead of time.  Submit an e-mail to myself and 
Tiffany, requesting that you be moved to my side of the Island.  Anyone 
is welcome, but think very carefully about your decision.  Once you've 
switched to my side, you can't go home again.

"And like Jeanne mentioned, she's only been a shemale for just over a 
week.  Just think what she's gonna be able to do, once she's got some 
experience under her belt.  That's something else that anybody who 
joins me can look forward to also.

"Between now and the contest, Jeanne's gonna get some 'special 
training' and coaching from myself and some other amazons who are with 
me for the time being.

"I have no doubt that Tiffany and her girls are going to be doing the 
same thing with Jordan in the coming month.  I'd be shocked and 
disappointed if they didn't.  I don't want to hear any excuses about 
either girl being unprepared or not ready.

"Tiffany, Jeanne and I, and some of my other girls will see you in a 
month.  I know my way out of this place.  Our boat's waiting for us at 
the dock."

With that, Barocca and Jeanne walked out of the auditorium.

As Barocca and Jeanne left the stage, and entered the anteroom, the 
door closed behind them.  The girls headed for the exit, intent on 
making a quick getaway.  Barocca faced Jeanne as they headed for the 
door.

"Jeanne, what the fuck were you thinking, mouthing off like that about 
Ebony?  Trust me, that is one girl you don't want mad at you."

"I'm sorry, Barocca.  When I had that hard-on, I just felt like I could 
take on the world out there.  I was so full of energy and confidence, 
it just came out of me like that."

"Whatever else you do, don't make a habit of saying stupid things like 
that...."

As they opened the door to the main hallway, a broad, muscular arm shot 
out across the doorway, blocking their path.

"Going somewhere, ladies?" asked Ebony, as she glared at Barocca and 
Jeanne.  "I heard every word of your little speech, and watched you two 
on the monitors."

"E-Ebony..." stammered Barocca.  "Look, don't try anything, girl.  I 
meant what I said about the exposé."

"Don't worry Barocca.  Don't piss your pants.  I'm not gonna lay a 
finger on you or your little pet there.  I really want to see the two 
of you back here in a month.  I came to give you a little 'parting 
gift'."  Ebony handed Barocca a videocassette.

"What's this?" asked Barocca.

"It's a tape of the last time you and I had sex together, Barocca.  I'm 
sure you remember that?"

Barocca winced involuntarily.  She remembered Ebony's brutal rape of 
her ass, all too well.  Ebony moved her arm, so that Barocca could 
pass, and then moved to stare at Jeanne.  Ebony glared down at her, 
from over a foot above, because of her height.

"Jeanne, you've got a nice piece of meat between your legs; no doubt 
about it.  But you are not, repeat NOT, the 'king of the mountain' yet.  
Not by any stretch of the imagination, girl.

"I want you to watch that tape between now and the contest.  You'll get 
a good idea of what happens to someone when they piss me off.  As well 
as what a real cock can do."

Ebony turned back to Barocca.  "You'd better teach this little bitch 
every trick in the book, Barocca.  Because the others and me are sure 
as hell gonna do it to Jordan, in the month before the contest.  And 
you'd better pray that Jeanne finds a way to win it.

"Because if you don't, the two of you will fall into my lap afterwards.  
I can guarantee that what you see on that tape, will be only a fraction 
of what I'm gonna do to you two little sluts.  You're both on my shit 
list, from now until the end of eternity."

Ebony moved out of the doorway, and folded her arms across her tummy, 
as she leaned against the wall.

"Have a nice day, Barocca.  And I'll see you in a month, Jeanne." 
Chapter #24: Two New Milkers

Part #1: Ebony's First Milking

Ebony stormed off to her quarters after her confrontation with Barocca 
and Jeanne.  It had taken all of her concentration to avoid strangling 
the two upstarts with her bare hands.  But Ebony had promised Tiffany 
that she wouldn't do anything to Barocca or Jeanne that might endanger 
the Island colony, until they'd had a chance to resolve things at the 
contest.

Ebony had barely arrived at her quarters, before there was a knock at 
the door.  "Come in," she called out.  Tiffany and Clyda entered.

"Hi girls.  What's up?"

"We wanted to talk with you Ebony," said Tiffany.  "I know you told us 
in the past that you wanted to do anything to help us get back at 
Barocca."

"That's right, Tiffany, you just name it."

"Well as you may know Ebony," said Clyda, "Barocca and her girls made 
off with a large portion of the pills and vitamins that Dee Dee 
produces here on the Island."

"Not to mention that Barocca and two other girls that left with her, 
were also senior amazons who we counted on in the Milking Ritual," said 
Tiffany.  "So I'll be blunt here, Ebony.  We need help from everyone on 
the Island to get the production of the pills back up to speed again.  
I want to know if you'd consider going through the Milking Ritual for 
us."

Ebony's reply was short and to the point.  "You got it, Tiffany.  Bring 
it on!  After Jeanne's trash-talking this afternoon, I'll do anything 
to help out and stack the deck in our favor against those two sluts in 
the contest.  There's just one catch..."

"What've you got in mind, Ebony?" asked Tiffany.

"You can milk my cock until my balls are ready to burst, if it'll help 
us be ready, and win the contest.  And I'll also help teach Jordan 
every trick in the book I know about sex, to give her an edge.  But 
when the smoke clears on this whole mess, if we win, I want Jeanne 
delivered into my lap, no questions asked.  I'm gonna show that little 
bitch exactly what a real cock is, and how to use it.  I'm gonna fuck 
her so hard, she may not live to tell about it."

Tiffany and Clyda were shocked at the intensity and emotion of Ebony's 
words.

"So...do we have a deal, girls?"

"You got it, Ebony!" agreed Tiffany.  "Jeanne's pissed me off too 
today, with her attitude.  I don't care if you wind up turning her 
inside out.  We'll force Barocca to watch whatever you do to her, and 
then we'll think of something appropriate for her smart little ass."

"Good to hear that we're all on the same page, and we all feel the same 
way, Tiffany.  So when do you want me and 'John Henry' to report for 
Milking?"

"Well, Dee Dee hinted that you'd probably be more than willing to help 
us earlier.  So how about right after lunch?  We'll have to allow a 
little extra time for your fitting."

"My fitting?  What are you talking about, Tiffany?"

"We're talking about getting the sleeve, tubing and other materials set 
up for your cock, Ebony," said Clyda.  "I told Tiffany that you hadn't 
been involved in the Milking Ritual before, and that you'd only seen it 
a couple of times."

"Dee Dee is gonna have to custom make all the pieces for you Ebony," 
said Tiffany.  "It's obvious that anyone whose cock is as fucking huge 
as yours is, that we can't just fit you 'off the rack'.  She'll have to 
take a few measurements on you."

"All right, Tiffany.  Tell Dee Dee, that I'll see her in about an hour.  
And tell her to have the fucking kitchen sink ready for what my cock 
and balls can produce.  I've heard the stories about what you and the 
other girls can put out.  So I'm also anxious to see what I'm truly 
capable of for the first time."

Tiffany leaned forward and hugged Ebony.  "That's what we're counting 
on, lover.  They still haven't cleaned off all the cum you sprayed on 
my bed, since the last time you were there.  Once we get you in the 
Milking Ritual, I think we're going see 'Niagara Falls' or 'Old 
Faithful' right here on the Island!"

An hour later, after lunch, Ebony arrived in the chamber for the 
Milking Ritual.  Dee Dee was making some adjustments at the control 
console, and some of the nymphs were getting the other pieces of 
equipment ready.

"Hi, Ebony," called out Dee Dee.  "Good to see you again.  Ready for 
your first trip in the Milking Ritual?"

"As ready as I'll ever be, I guess.  I've heard some of the sounds you 
and other gals have made while you're in here; as well as seeing the 
amount of cum you can produce too.  So I think I'm ready for anything 
today."

"Believe me, Ebony, you simply cannot imagine how good it feels, once 
we've got you properly fitted up in the sleeve and the other parts.  
The sensations are beyond anything that I can describe to you."

By now, Ebony noticed that some of the nymphs were looking at her 
somewhat nervously as she chatted with Dee Dee.

"I also want to take a minute to make a short speech.  A lot of the 
newer girls have only seen me, or been with me, when I was still under 
the influence of certain drugs that Barocca had been giving me.  I know 
that I wasn't exactly gentle or friendly with some of you then.

"All I can say is that I'm a different person nowadays, and I'm truly 
sorry for the way that I treated you then.  I'm here today to help Dee 
Dee get the production level of the pills and vitamins back up to 
speed, so that everyone on the Island can be as strong as they can, 
when it comes to the showdown with Barocca's clique.

"When we kick Barocca's ass, not 'if', there'll be time for me to make 
amends to those of you who only saw the bad side of me in the past."

"That's great to hear, Ebony.  I've been telling the girls you're a 
different person lately, but it means a great deal more, when they hear 
it from you.  Okay, the first thing we'll need is for you to get a 
hard-on, so we can take a few measurements, and get you fitted up."

Ebony peeled off the Velcro strap that held on her skirt.  Even limp, 
her fat cock still produced a sizeable bulge in her bikini panties.  
Then Ebony quickly slithered out of her panties.

Even though most of the girls had seen Ebony's cock before, it was 
still a sight to behold.  Almost three inches thick, it hung nearly a 
foot down between her thighs.

"You might as well take your top off too, Ebony," said Dee Dee.  
"You're gonna be hot and sweaty while the Milking is going on, and 
you'll fee more comfortable."

Ebony pulled off her bikini top, and let everyone in the room get a 
good look at one of the best set of breasts on the Island.  Ebony's 
body was so well proportioned, and evenly developed, that she had to be 
seen next to a normal sized girl, to appreciate how huge her tits truly 
were.

Next, Ebony began to massage and squeeze her nuts, and stroking the 
shaft of her cock.  Very quickly, the slumbering giant sprang to life.  
Like a fire hose filling with water, Ebony's cock grew and lengthened 
before everyone's eyes.  The massive black shaft was thicker than any 
of the nymph's wrists.  The cockhead swelled and expanded until it was 
almost as big as Ebony's clenched fist.

The nymphs watched as Ebony's balls filled with blood and grew heavier, 
settling in the scrotal sac before their eyes.  They were almost as 
large as two softballs now.  The thick urethra shaft on the front of 
Ebony's cock was almost as thick as an average cock, that any of the 
nymphs had seen before coming to the Island.

The urge to continue playing with her cock, and show off to everyone in 
the chamber what she could do was strong in Ebony.  But she knew she 
was here for a reason.  Ebony reluctantly stopped stroking herself, and 
placed her hands on her hips, and smiled sweetly.

"Well, everyone.  This is what you all came to see, isn't it?  What's 
the next step, Dee Dee?"

"We try to keep our minds on business, and get the few vital 
measurements that I need off your cock, Ebony.  Tami, take the soft 
tape measure, and loop it around the shaft of Ebony's cock, right at 
the base, where it attaches to her body."

Tami did as she was told.  As she approached Ebony, and got close 
enough to perform the measuring, her eyes grew wide with excitement and 
anticipation.  "My god, Ebony.  I'd heard stories about how big you 
were, but now that I can see you in person, they just don't do you 
justice..."

Ebony smiled down at Tami.  "You just do what Dee Dee tells you to, 
honey.  When all this stuff is over, you come and see me, and I'll give 
you a personal taste of 'brown sugar'."

Tami wrapped the tape measure around Ebony's massive shaft.  "Just 
under twelve inches, Dee Dee," she called out.

"Okay, I've got it," replied Dee Dee as she entered the data on a 
keyboard.  "I generally take one and a half times the diameter, for the 
major ring that we'll use on a girl's cock.  That allows for going once 
around the shaft, and then looping around the nut sac for the added 
effect on the balls."  Dee Dee started a program on the computer.

"This will produce a ring of the desired size for us in a few minutes.  
All right, Tami.  Now give me a measurement of Ebony's cock from the 
base of the shaft, to just below the head of her cock."

Ebony let her cock relax slightly, so that it was now jutting straight 
out from her crotch at a ninety-degree angle.  As Tami unrolled the 
tape, everyone in the chamber became fully aware of just how large 
Ebony truly was.  Tami caught her breath as the tape measure ended 
almost three inches before Ebony's cockhead.

"Um, we're having 'technical difficulties' here, Dee Dee," stammered 
Tami.  "I'm afraid that Ebony's even bigger than you had estimated."

"What are you talking about?" asked Dee Dee.

"What Tami's having difficulty saying," said Ebony with a laugh, "is 
that my dick is bigger than your ruler is.  From my viewpoint, I'd say 
it's about thirty-eight inches from the base of my cock to the bottom 
of the cockhead."

"I should've realized that you'd break all the size records, Ebony," 
giggled Dee Dee.  "My god, you've gotten even bigger, since the last 
time we saw you, girl.  All right, I'll set the sleeve size for thirty-
two inches.  I like to give about three inches at the top and bottom of 
the shaft for the sleeve to have room to move up and down."

Dee Dee keyed more information into the co