Copyright February 2006 by the pseudonym ‘Alex Streuth’
Streuthanasia@gmail.com
Disclaimer: This story contains explicit
pornographic material. If you are not a
legal adult you may not read it.
The following story has content that involves: f/f, M/f, pettification,
patronizing education, oral, huge tits, huge lips, toilet feeding
Growing Grove
Prologue
”With the growing number of unwanted
pregnancies in
Alex and Spencer were
discussing the education system for
“We simply put discreet
advertisements in select newspapers, and offer ‘clinic’ services for women with
unwanted late-term pregnancies. We
screen those who are not suitable and take the rest.”
Spencer nodded, “My staff
will be able to offer these ‘amazing late-term abortions’ and then have the
mother up and on her way with no one the wiser.”
Alex thought it over. “We will have to keep things moving until we
have enough of a server crop to start producing our own fresh bodies. We will also need fresh DNA to keep things
from stagnating.”
The common observer might, if
they listened long enough, have discovered that the two were quite calmly
talking about infant girls as though they were seeds to be planted in soil.
“Okay,” Spencer said, “why
don’t we get to work. I’ll start the
external lab set-ups, while you prepare the nurseries and ‘classrooms.’”
Within a few weeks they were
ready for their first new students.
Chapter 1--Birth
Sara had been born recently
into
After her initial weaning
period she had been put into a crib in a nursery. Rubber-clad nurses, their features
obliterated by large ovoid face-masks tended to her needs. When she was hungry she was given her bottle
to suck, when she messed herself she was cleaned.
When she had grown for a few
months she had started showing signs of development, she was ready to learn to
crawl. Her feet were put into little
booties to encourage crimping and she was swaddled regularly to discourage
unnecessary movement. After a few months
of this her body fell back into its pattern of lying in the crib, sucking on
her bottle, and messing herself.
None of the nurses played
with her or talked with her. The only
sounds she heard were the white-noishish hum of the
monitoring equipment in the room, and the occasional sound of movement or a
door opening or closing. Rarely, one of
the other babies in the room would start to caterwaul, but an automated
response mechanism would slide the lid of the crib over that girl until the
sound was muted.
When this lid was closed that
young girl would be alone in her crib, in the dark, with very little
stimuli. Normally some light would come
in, and the babies in the cribs could look up at a mobile of simple
shapes. When they whined or made noise this
was taken away from them. Over the first
year and a half of their lives they learned to be quiet and to stay still, and
were rewarded for it with light, the sight of the mobile, and food.
At the time in a young girl’s
life when she might be learning to walk these
In extreme cases one of the
babies might insist on trying to get out of the crib over and over again, and
it would be restrained, gently, with swaddling and with the crib-lid.
Sara had just grown to a
young toddler of two. She had not even
spoken her first word yet, or taken her first step; her life consisted of
eating, pooing, sleeping and peeing. She would look at the mobile above her and
sit in a pleasant and satisfied dull hum of nothingness after eating and
excreting. Life was kept very simple for
these young growing girls.
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Today the nurse came into the
nursery, the featureless rubber-clad bizarre object nurse. She walked over to each of the cribs she
tended and checked the girls inside.
Some of the girls were going on five year’s old now, and were ready to
start school. The nurse checked on each
of her charges in turn, checking to see how low their bottles were, if their
diapers were clean, and whether any of them were being unruly.
Sara was very obedient and dumb, she had not developed very much mentally at all over
her ‘developmental years.’ Having been
kept on a very low stimuli lifestyle and diet she had taken to long periods of
mental inactivity, merely lying there and sucking on her bottle or messing in
her diaper. Over the years she had
gotten used to her life, and not thought to question anything that had happened
as this was all she had ever known.
Life now merely consisted of
watching the mobile above, the occasional visits from the strange rubber
nurses, and eating and pooing. She would turn over in her crib, and
occasionally put her hand down her pants to play with her diaper If the nurse found her with her diaper
off her hands would be put into mittens that limited their dexterity
considerably (by making her fingers into a solid mass) and then put a pair of
plastic pants over her diaper with a strap that made it hard for her to slide
her hand into it.
After awhile she had given up
on that too, and instead simply ran her mittened
hands over the bars of her crib and thought about what might be outside of the
crib. She was now six years old. She had never seen the outsides of her crib
she had never spoken, she had never had anything to eat but her bottle and she
still wore a diaper. Sara was doing
quite well for a growing girl in
Chapter 2-Childhood
On her seventh birthday Sara was
blindfolded, picked up, and transferred to a larger holding cell. Her crib was cleaned and prepared for an
arriving newborn.
She was placed into a
darkened pen, about 6’ wide by 6’ long, and about 4’ tall. Given her current height she could stand up
in it, but her underdeveloped legs preferred to sit down on her tush. Compared to
her crib this was a field though, she could actually crawl around in it if she
liked.
After being dumped
unceremoniously into her new habitat her blindfold was taken away and she was
left alone. It was dark but not
completely without light. Sara was sad
for a little bit because it had been bright in the nursery, but then she
discovered, after her eyes adjusted, that she had move room to move around
in. She started exploring her cell.
The floor was carpeted in a
short, soft material. She would be
comfortable crawling around on it on her hands and knees, but unable to
accidentally suffocate when sleeping on it.
In one corner was a solid fixture built into the wall, it contained a
phallic-shaped bottle, like a featureless dildo, which would feed her water
when she licked and sucked on it. It
took her a few hours to come to this discovery.
In the other corner was a
similar dildo, with veins and a bulbous head, but still made of plastic. It was more realistically shaped and
contoured though, and when sucked on it would, after a much more arduous
performance by Sara, dispense a slightly sweeter liquid. Sara was overjoyed when she discovered this,
and set about sucking at this new bottle for several hours. She never seemed to get enough. After a period of time, however, she emptied
the reservoir within and was sucking on a dry bone. It took her some time before she gave up on it, she continued to suckle at it until it had not given her
anything sweet for awhile.
She went over to the first
dildo, the featureless one, crawling across the floor to it, and sucked on it,
drinking the water. She was much less
happy with this one but nevertheless quenched her thirst on it.
After a timeless period she
went over to the second dildo and sucked on it again, first crawling over to it
and then getting a small amount of sweet.
She gurgled happily and kept at it until she had not gotten any sweet
for some time. Her belly rumbled, which
was a new phenomena. She was
hungry. Although she had gotten lots of
water and some sweet syrup, she had not gotten any real calories. She tried sucking on the penis bottle again,
thinking that more syrup might be her answer.
Firstly, she got very little
reward for her mighty efforts, her cheeks indenting as she sucked, and
secondly, the syrup was not filling at all.
She didn’t know what to do. She
laid down on her back in the room, as that was what she had done in her crib
and the position she was most comfortable in.
She laid there for awhile and didn’t think so much as wait for someone
to take care of her problem for her.
No nurse came. After another timeless period she searched
around the pen again. In one of the
corners she had not yet explored she came upon a new feature. She crawled up to it and inspected it. It was foreign to her. The other two features of the room, the water
dildo and the sweet penis had been very familiar to her, she had known right
away to suck on them and to drink from them.
This one was different and she didn’t know how.
Like any young child she
started exploring. Since she had never
used her hands for anything, and had, in fact, only really started crawling
this day, in this small space, she simply crawled up to it and moved her head
next to it, looking at it and sniffing it.
What she saw was the extruded end of a plastic mold of a man’s ass. It was completely built into the corner of
the wall, a part of the wall, but made of plastic, the same as the other two
features.
Never having seen an ass
before she did not know what to make of it, but she had discovered things to
drink at the other two stations so she moved up to explore this one. She pressed her nose up against the ass and pushed
it in between the soft plastic cheeks.
She could feel some soft mush being released from its tension in
between. The hosing within stored a
large quantity of food for her.
When she pressed on the area
inside the ass with her nose she was rewarded with a small release of this soft
mush. She scooped it up from where it
had fallen on the small dais at the base of the ass-station. She liked it, it wasn’t sweet like the penis
syrup but it had a nice soft texture to it, and she had only really had liquid
before. Besides that it was filling!
She moved her head up next to
it and pushed her nose up again. She was
rewarded with another amount of the stuff.
So long as she kept pressure on the inside of the plastic anus food
would be released to her. It would take
her several hours of feeding from it to discover the best method, which was to
cover the release hole with her mouth and then snake her tongue up into it.
Once she found this method
she spent many long hours feeding from it.
After she was full she crawled back over to the water dildo and suckled
on it for awhile. Then, after parching
her thirst she crawled over to the penis and sucked on it for many minutes to
get a small amount of reward. The penis
was still her favorite, but the ass was growing on her.
After a month of this
lifestyle she had gotten very familiar with the plastic moldings of a man’s
anatomy, and felt very natural and comfortable feeding from them, after all, it
was all she had ever known.
When she messed herself she
would crawl over to the fourth corner of the cell. She had discovered this by accident. She would crawl onto a plate that weighed
her, and when she heavier by a certain amount the computer would know that she
had eaten enough and had probably messed herself. After her diaper was taken from her and she
was cleaned her new weight was measured for reference against her future trips
to this corner.
As she grew her weight was
measured this way too, and her growth was kept track of. She spent several years in this room, growing
from a young girl of seven up to a pre-teen of eleven. She had grown very used to her surroundings,
and, despite her comfortableness crawling around in this room and eating and
peeing and pooing, she couldn’t help but wonder,
sometimes, if there was more She could
remember a time when she had been in the crib, and now she was here, was there
perhaps more to life than this?
On her eleventh birthday she
was released from the room. She was
sucking on her penis and that corner of the room simply started to recede. She crawled after it, not noticing that
anything was strange for a few feet. At
that point she noticed but only panicked for a bit, she was still safely within
her room, just crawling a little bit more.
She sucked on the penis a little more for comfort and swallowed what it
gave her.
Moving forward more she was
led into her next training room. Her
previous pen was cleaned to allow room for a new occupant and Sara was led
forward into her new room.
She followed the realistic
penis mold on her hands and knees until she was led into a larger, brighter
room.
A new seven year old was
being brought to the room Sara had just left, and a new penis mold was being
installed based upon the features of the man she would eventually be living
with. Sara followed her fated cock down
into her new life-area and would keep that mold in her new training area.
It was important that she
have a safe and comforting aspect from her childhood to take with her as she
grew-up. She looked around nervously in
her new room, it was larger and more
intimidating. She was glad to still have
the sweet penis to suck on.
Chapter 3-Adolescense
In the last room of her
childhood Sara had much more space. When
she was just born she had lived in a crib until she was seven. Now, at eleven, she had just graduated from
her toddler stage, she was now in her pre-teen development, and progressing
well. For a girl of eleven she only had
measured mental activity for a girl of about four or five. Due to the lack of stimuli growing up she had
never had the chance to interact with anyone or really make any synaptic
connections in her developing brain.
Her intellect was greatly
underdeveloped and her thoughts and reactions were very simple and
child-like. What’s more, due to the
deprivation she experienced mentally in her crib, she was unlikely to develop
any more throughout the rest of her time here in this room, or indeed the rest
of her adult life.
She was the model prę-teen growing up in
She had already taken to the
symbol of the cock as a nurturing and providing influence, and she relied on it
for her safety, comfort and security.
She got very highly scored by her caretakers for this. Secondly she had started to accept the male
anus as a source of food and warmth.
This would be improved upon here.
Where before she had always
had a neutral environment to live in, one in which she would be rewarded for
spending quality time with the penis or the male anus, here, in her last
training room she would be met with a hostile environment that she would need
to seek refuge and shelter from.
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The cock led her further into
the room, where it stopped in the corner (the previous occupant of this room
had already followed hers from this corner to the outside world.) It was glaringly bright in the 10’ by 10’ by
8’ room. As Sara looked around the room
scary colors and shapes started to dance about the ceiling, spinning in a
menacing way. She quickly looked away
from them and looked towards her penis for comfort and security.
It gave her some sweet syrup
and the wall right by where it was located radiated cool, soothing colors and
shapes, which moved around in a hypnotic, gentle rhythm. Sara was much happier looking at these, and
spending time suckling on the cock. Even
though it gave her syrup much less often these days she still had grown quite fond
of suckling on it, and got pleasure just from being near it.
The area of the room she was
now stationed at, near the cock, her face buried on it, sucking it, was warmer
then the other areas of the room, it made her feel warm and happy to be here,
sucking, looking at the nice soothing shapes and colors.
After a little while that
area of the room started to cool off, not sharply, and not harshly, just
gradually, until she started to find herself looking off to the side out of
curiosity, considering moving away in search of warmth. What’s more, she was starting to get hungry
again.
Well, the warmth in the room
led her straight over to the other side, she crawled
from the carpeted corner over the area of the room closest to the wall straight
over to the next warm spot. As she
looked about the room she could see that there was a new feature in the middle
of the room, all of the middle of the room actually, tiled flooring. She was curious about it so she put a hand
down on it (even though she could now stand in this room she felt much more
comfortable crawling, and so continued to do so, the idea of standing
completely foreign to her.)
The outsides of the room were
lined in carpet, the very edges of the room.
She had been on the carpeting since she first entered the room, crawling
along after the cock, and then after she had followed her hunger to the second
station. Experimenting now she put a hand onto the tile floor, curious about
this new surface.
Oh, it was cold! It was not fun to be on,
she pulled her hand back onto the carpet.
She liked it more here. Being of
a slow mind she tried it again though, not really learning it the first
time. She put both hands onto the tile
and it was cold. What’s more, it was
slippery and her hands slipped out in front of her. She banged her head on the tile, it
hurt. She started to cry, pulling her
hands back and rolling onto her back on the carpet.
Tears poured out of her eyes
and she caterwauled, a normal response for a girl who was still as developed as
a baby. She rubbed her eyes and
bawled. After she had had a good long
cry she got back up onto her hands and knees and crawled along to the next
station.
It should be noted that the
whole time Sara had been growing up she had been naked except for a diaper. She had not started to develop breasts yet,
but she would be getting some soon.
At the next station she was
met with the familiar anus feeding device.
She smiled to herself, recognizing that here she could get some
food. What’s more, as she approached it,
she found that it was warm, the whole corner was warm, heated, and she smiled
again, pleased by the warmth. She
approached the anus and put her mouth over it, cupping it, sticking her tongue
up into it and pushing a bit to relieve the pressure on the device and receive
her food. This device was exactly the
same as before, and she was happily rewarded for her eager tongue with a
helping of food. She remained there, her
lips on the warm ass even after she was full, enjoying being in this position
and additionally not wanting to leave the warmth of the corner. She felt best, warmest, pressed right up
against the ass like this, and she rubbed her cheeks over it, feeling how the
plastic was nice and soft, as before, but with a little bit more of a realistic
texture to it now.
After a time this corner of
the room also cooled off, gradually, and gently, until she got the idea of
maybe exploring a bit more. Well, the
first thing she did was to head back towards the penis. She crawled over the carpet to it and suckled
on it. It was comforting and enjoyable,
as always, but she was now thirsty and this syrup didn’t quench her thirst.
She hadn’t thought of that.
If she had found water
already she would have gone to it, but, not knowing where it was she defaulted
to coming here, to the sweet syrup and the comforting cock.
She crawled back to the anus,
which was now coolish in temperature, and she
continued on around the room. She
arrived at the third station, where she found a strange sight. She had never seen this before, it was a
human face, molded, again, out of plastic.
She had never seen her own face, or that of her nurses, and didn’t know
what to make of it.
It was a man’s face, looking
down on her, and lifeless. His features were
both imperious and gentle, as though he was happy to receive her. She nervously approached and looked for
something to suck on. When she could not
find a penis she sat for a moment, unsure of what to do. Looking up again she saw that the man’s mouth
was open, and that if she reached up with her neck she might be able to draw
closer to it.
This thought went through her
mind quickly when she saw that there was what looked like a penis in his mouth
(his tongue.) The tongue was salivating,
and she put 2 and 2 together, a phallic looking object with liquid equaled
nourishment.
She craned her neck up and
poked her tongue into his mouth, eliciting a gentle release of pressure on the
molded tongue there. She was rewarded
with a dribble of water down into her mouth.
She had trouble holding that outstretched position but didn’t even think
of standing so she relaxed down onto her haunches again and craned her neck
back to catch the water as it fell. She
swallowed quickly.
She also found it was fun to
let the water drip onto her face and her body, and she enjoyed playing with it
now, rubbing it on her body and laughing as the water splashed her. After a few moments the well dried up so she
got back up on her hands and knees and reached up with her neck and tongue, she
gently poked the tongue again and was rewarded with another playful
deluge. She liked this game.
She smiled to herself and
then saw that if she laid down on her back she could
let the water drop into her mouth easier, and she could relax this way. She had to swallow a little harder but it was
not hard, she was good at swallowing. As
she stared up at the man’s face she enjoyed imagining that he was smiling at
her. She didn’t really know what it was,
but something inside her said that he was happy, just as she smiled and laughed
when she was happy. She grew to like him
more and more as the days went on.
He was the first person she
had ever played with, who had ever shown attention to her, whom she had ever
met. Even though she had never really
met him she grew very fond of him and his features, and would crawl around the
room, sucking on the penis, feeding from the anus, and drinking from his
mouth. The fourth station remained
similar to the one she had known from her second room, and she moved over to it
to receive changes when her weight had gained enough from her previous
weighing.
Over the next several weeks
she learned to stay away from the tile floor, to continue to suck on the cock
and to tongue the ass for food and nourishment, and to lay
on her back beneath the man’s face in order to get water. She found on her second try actually that she
didn’t need to actually reach up and push on his tongue, that by simply lying
in the posture that she had discovered, on her back beneath him, looking up,
that he would release water down onto her that way.
She would catch some of it in
her mouth but it made her laugh when some of it dripped onto her face. After he had given her as much water as he
would she would remain lying underneath him, looking up at his smiling face,
growing fonder of him, and visualizing him as her provider, the man who she
owed her happiness to.
After a bit he would give her
some more water and she enjoyed that too, after she had had enough to drink she
would be able to go back over and enjoy the syrup again! She still enjoyed that the most but it was
starting to get saltier over the weeks that she was here and she couldn’t drink
as much as she wanted to without having to stop for water. She still suckled at it when she was feeling
nervous or tired, it was a great comfort to her, and her only source of sweet,
but its flavor was changing, very gradually, and so she was adjusting her
feeding schedule to accommodate it.
Her caretakers, those
watching her and monitoring her progress, continued to give her high marks.
It was time now, since she
was at an important stage in her development, to begin to introduce hormones
into her feed. Her breasts would begin
growing soon, and a growing girl needs all the supplements she can get.
Her caretakers put her on a
growing girl diet. She had learned very
well in the largest of the three childhood rearing rooms, and now it was time
for the next natural stage in her development.
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She approached the anus,
putting her mouth up to it and suckling the food that came out. She was almost twelve now and had been
feeding from anuses since she was seven, it was perfectly natural and normal
for her to receive her food this way. It
had started to develop a slightly grainer, slightly bitter taste to it, but she
had not noticed that much since it had been so gradual. She knew that it was filling and made her
feel good and warm to eat, just like any animal knows.
The hormones in her diet caused
her breasts to grow at a greater rate than normal. She saw the strange things start to swell up
on her chest and had at first been frightened by them. Now though, sporting a
simple B-cup she could see that they were just there, they weren’t doing anything. She still looked at them, touched them with
her mittened hands, and was surprised by them, but
she was getting used to them too.
A year later, a year of
staying on the carpet, staying focused on the corners, keeping her eyes away
from the unpleasant ceiling and nursing from the male anatomy, she was
developing nicely. She would suck on the
cock, move to the anus, then to the mouth to receive her water. She laid down on her
back beneath the man’s face and smiled up at him as he smiled back.
Her chest was now a C-cup,
almost a D. She ate a full serving every
day, and sometimes more. She enjoyed eating and developed into a healthy,
natural cycle as a growing girl where she would eat whenever she was not full.
This led her to move around
the room a lot, visiting the stations, and getting changed in the corner. Recently, as she had moved to the changing
corner she had stopped getting diapered.
She was now completely naked with her breasts starting to hang down a
bit as she crawled.
The first time she had gone poo without her diaper she had not really noticed, she had
just stopped crawling for a moment, looked idly up and off to the side, and
then made a little noise with her mouth as she had defecated onto the
carpet. She had continued moving forward
to the next station. As she slept the
mess had been cleaned up by the same automated crew that took care of her wash
routine and her oral hygiene.
As far as she was concerned
it was perfectly normal for her to make a mess and for it to then be taken care
of, she didn’t pay it any real mind.
Sometimes during the course of a day she might defecate two or three
times, but she didn’t pay it any notice.
She had been going in her diaper since she was born and had gotten used
to the smell. In fact, she didn’t even
realize that her food from the anus was starting to smell a bit more like her
waste, the presence of her own feces in the room covered up any change that she
might have noticed.
All that she noticed was that
her food was getting meatier, and she had to chew it a bit before
swallowing. Everything that she did
throughout the day was completely natural and normal and healthy in a young
girl’s life. She was growing up perfect
in
As she crawled around she would stop and lift a leg up a bit, and then brace
herself as she went pee. She had
developed this habit on her own, preferring to lift a leg and let it out rather
than splash it on herself. She also,
despite her nonplussed attitude towards making her poo
wherever she happened to be at the moment, did avoid stepping in it or getting
any on herself. What had never occurred
to her, since she had lived with a diaper all her life, was to put it all in
one corner, which she therefore didn’t’ do.
No, as the day played itself
out she would drink and feed from the male anatomy in the room and then make
her messes where she was as she moved about.
She found it relaxing and pleasant to do her business, and then afterwards
she would move on to whatever it was she was about to do next. At night the rubber maids would crawl into
the room and clean up after her.
Chapter 4-Puppylove
Sara was developing into
quite the precious young woman. She was
fast becoming a teenager, nearing thirteen, and already she had a nice pair of
DD breasts. She didn’t notice them much
now, so prevalent were they, as they hung from her chest as she crawled
around. She would eat, drink, and do her
womanly duties where she would, growing, settling into her routine, and not
really thinking about anything other than what she wanted to do next, eat from
the anus, drink from the mouth, or suckle from the cock.
All in all she was growing up
in a very typical way for a
She couldn’t really do much
with her vagina though, since her hands were still wrapped and bound to
themselves (her fingers never really used in her life.) What was new though,
was that a mirror had been introduced into the room.
She had been very surprised
by it, since she had never seen a person ‘in the flesh’ before, but she started
to smile and smile back at herself, and to gurgle a bit in baby talk at
it. She would look at it, and, as her
feelings of sexual excitement ran through her, she would start to wonder if she
could touch it, or if it could touch her.
She started spending more of
her free time in front of the mirror, when she wasn’t sucking cock or eating
anus. One day, she walked up to the mirror
and discovered that she could crawl under it, that it flipped up, like a pet
door. She was surprised and nervous but
she kept going out of curiosity. On the
other side of the door she found herself back in the room she had come from,
which was strange, but which she didn’t question (not having a good grasp of
spatial relationships.)
What was new, though, was
that there was another girl in here with her.
How she had gotten here Sara didn’t know, but she knew what she was, she
had to be the girl in the mirror! The
other girl, who had been suckling at the penis, was just as surprised to see
Sara come into her room as Sara was to be back in her ‘own’ room with a new
person in it!
The two of them approached
each other carefully, sniffing at each other, then licking each other a bit,
until, naturally, they started to lick at each other’s pussies. Sara put her tongue up to the other girl’s
vulva and just found it very natural to lick at it, knowing from her own sexual
feelings that girls needed to have pussy contact.
The other girl, for her part,
was trying to wrestle around to get her face into Sara’s pussy. The two ended up in a playful struggle which
finally resulted in a satisfactory sixty-nine position.
Smiling at each other the two
girl’s remained fixated on each other’s genitalia,
knowing somehow from all their training with the cock to put their faces in a
very comfortable position, nestled in the warmth of the other girl’s thighs.
After a bit of sucking and
licking the two girl’s were best friends. They had never known anyone else and they
immediately bonded. They licked each
other’s pussies and then stopped, still in a sixty-nine position, until they
crawled off each other and wandered over to the penis to suckle. This caused some problems…
There was only one penis and
two girls…
They both bumped heads
playfully trying to get their own lips onto it.
It was fun at first, and they didn’t really understand the problem, but
then they started to fight. Sara and the
other girl, Lisa, got into a playful push back and forth kind of game. After a little while they were really going
at it though, punching and pushing hard. After a few minutes of this
roughhousing they both felt exhausted.
Sara laid
down on the carpet and looked up, expecting to get water from the man’s face
above her. She saw that she was on the
wrong side of the room. She was thirsty
now though after her exertion so she got back up and crawled over. Lisa meanwhile had gone back to sucking cock,
which Sara ignored.
The two of them started to
get into a routine where they would share resources, having to take turns at
the penis, the anus, and the mouth. They
would still fight but usually one of them would give up or grow tired and crawl
off to another resource node, leaving the victor to the water, or whatever they
had won.
Often, too, they would
snuggle up with each other, one of them rubbing her head into the other’s
groin, and then fall into a playful round of pussy-licking. Sara and Lisa became intimate friends. They would tongue-bathe each other two,
licking at the other’s bodies if it were sweaty or messy. They were both rivals and lovers, and were
very passionate together.
One time Sara tried going
back through where she thought the mirror might be, but all she did was bump
her head. Lisa smiled at this and rammed
her head into the wall as well, and both girls collapsed, rubbing their sore
heads into the carpet for relief.
Both of their busts continued
to grow at a rewarding rate, and they both now sported an amiable size of EE
breasts, ripe from so much fat and hormones in their food. They might grow a little bit more but both
girls now had a very large hanging chest that whey would carry for the rest of
their lives. This part of their
development was almost over.
Both girls were now fifteen
and they continued to live in the same 10’ x 10’ x 8’ room, which now seemed
small with both bodies in it. Still,
each girl was happier then she had ever been, now that she could have sex
whenever she wanted by rubbing up against the other girl and licking. It was only polite for the other girl to
reciprocate, and they passed many long hours in Sapphic congress.
Both girls continued to
receive very high marks from their caretakers.
At night the rubber maids would crawl into the room and bathe both of
the girls. They would cut their hair and
brush their teeth, and clean up any waste that either girl might have made.
--
One day, as Sara was feeding
from the male anus, she stopped getting food.
She was still hungry so she turned to the other side of the room to
suckle from the cock. Lisa was already
there so Sara moved to push her off.
Lisa, meanwhile, as Sara approached, let her bowels move in a normal
capacity and had deposited a steaming pile of fresh manure on the ground
directly behind her. Sara paused to
consider this new development.
Her mouth actually salivated
at the sight. She hadn’t realized it,
but over time the food she had been eating had developed to a consistency that,
while still healthy and nutritious, had almost exactly the same smell, taste,
and texture as what she was now seeing on the ground.
Without more than a moment’s
thought Sara bent down to eat what Lisa had just deposited.
Lisa ignored this exchange
and just kept suckling at the ridged cock dildo for sweet. She got more salty then sweet nowadays but
she enjoyed it very much nevertheless, it remained the favorite for both girls.
Sara happily licked the
carpet, getting her tongue good and in the rug, until she had gotten all of the
last traces of her food. It was only a
moment later that she realized that she had eaten from a different source. Still though, she looked at Lisa’s ass, it was
very similar to the food dispenser. She
sort of had a vague notion that she herself, Sara, had an ass as well behind
her, she had seen it a bit in the mirror, but she didn’t really think of it as
a source of food, since she had never really seen it close up, and she had
always assumed that the girl in the mirror was another girl.
Therefore, while she was
comfortable eating what came out of Lisa’s ass, and accepted it as food, the
same way that she might feed from the wall station, she would avoid her own
waste, as that didn’t appear in the same fashion. She would also avoid any of Lisa’s that
hadn’t been freshly deposited.
She was still hungry
though. She moved her mouth up to Lisa’s
behind and administered to it in the same manner that she asked for food, by
pushing her tongue into it and rubbing back and forth over the inside. Lisa smiled in delight and kept sucking from
the cock, eventually feeling relaxed and comfortable enough to give Sara the
next portion of what her body had processed.
Sara swallowed her food from
the ass, just as she had been doing for almost ten years now, and was now
sated. The two girls settled into a
gentle session of love-making afterwards, both nestling each other’s genitals
and licking and rubbing their pussies onto each other’s faces.
--
The next day, when Sara
awoke, Lisa had her ass positioned directly over Sara’s face, and was
grunting. It was strange but also very
familiar to Sara, she knew what to do, she fed from the ass, and also opened
her mouth and took what came down from the man’s face when she laid on her
back, so that is she did now. Lisa, for
her part, had come upon an inspired idea.
She had always ignored what had happened in the past when she had needed
to defecate, but now that she had a companion, and had experienced such a
wonderful pleasure from having had her ass eaten out the previous day, wanted
to try to put the two together.
Lisa pushed and Sara opened
up, taking the food and getting fed bright and early in the day. Lisa was annoyed that Sara wasn’t tonguing
her ass, so she started to sit down on Sara.
Sara moved to the side to avoid the girl, not wanting to have all that
weight on her, and the two crudely looked at each other, surprised by how each
other had reacted.
Lisa didn’t understand, it
had felt so good yesterday and Sara had started it, why didn’t it happen now?
Sara didn’t understand, she
wanted to eat, and was happy Lisa had fed her, but normally she was taking the
food from the ass, not having it dumped on her.
She certainly wasn’t ready for that kind of pressure.
Lisa pounced on Sara, tackling
her to the ground. Sara tried to fight
her off but Lisa had the advantage of weight (she had been more successful at
pushing Sara off of the nodes in the past few months, and had gotten heavier
and now weighed more.)
Sara tried to struggle but Lisa
eventually got her into position, so that Sara’s face was now about to receive
Lisa’s weight.
Sara panicked but to no
avail. Lisa settled on top of her and
then her features calmed and appeared dull and glassy again. Neither girl was particularly bright, Lisa’s
inspiration was only to last so long.
She didn’t know what to do next.
She had what she wanted,
which was Sara’s face under her ass, but she wasn’t getting the pleasure she
wanted.
Sara, meanwhile, struggled
for breathe and tried to push Lisa off.
Lisa didn’t know what to do
but felt another poo coming on. She thought that maybe that was the secret,
that when she pooed she would get tongue.
Sara wasn’t very hungry, she
had just eaten, but she could smell a meal coming. She reacted instinctively, from all her years
of training, and pushed her tongue up into Lisa, not really hungry for food at
the moment but not really full either.
Lisa was happy, there was
that tongue. She pushed what she had
back against Sara’s tongue, and felt the gentle resistance give way and Sara
take the food from her and swallow.
Both girls were happy
now. It had been initially unsettling
but Sara realized that this was not so bad, and that it was actually easier
than having to crane her neck up to get her food from the wall installation.
Lisa enjoyed her position
until Sara stopped licking and then rolled off.
The two got into a playful catfight afterwards, Sara still a little
upset that her friend had done that, but neither really feeling that angry. The fight ended with Lisa pinning Sara in
between her thighs and then humping her face with her wet and horny pussy.
Both girls felt a need that
went beyond these playful scenarios, a need that made them look over to their
sweet corner, at the plastic ribbed extrusion that was such an integral part of
their lives. Sex with other girls just
seemed so childish, what they didn’t even know they needed yet had been staring
them right in the eyes since they were young.
It was almost time for their
introduction into polite society.
Chapter 5-All Grown Up
Both girls enjoyed living
with each other, and grew very close, bonding with one another as they grew up
into the adult age of eighteen. They
spent their days in close contact, feeding with each other, suckling, and Sara
had learned to demure, over the years, to Lisa, who had established her
dominance after only a few months together.
Sara still tried to sneak
over to the ass and get the food when Lisa was sleeping, but was now used to
getting her food second-hand.
The nutrients in the water
and the salty penile feed made up for any deficiencies that she might have
developed though, and both of their young, nubile bodies continued to remain
toned, supple, and top-heavy. Lisa was
now a fully grown young woman at 5’ 4” and weighing 145 lbs. (almost all muscle
from frequent wrestling bouts with Sara) and Sara was now fully grown at 5’ 6”
and weighing 120 lbs. (her slighter frame owing to Lisa’s dominance in the food
chain.)
The two girls, despite their
frequent roughhousing and playing around, both felt a deep-seated emptiness, in
their loins, in their wombs, and they knew, they just knew, that they needed
something to fill it.
--
On their eighteenth birthdays
(they were born within hours of each other, and were thus paired) they were let
out of the stuffy small teenager room and led into a crate for shipping to the
real world.
They felt torn, to be
separated from their room like this, where they had explored their sexuality
with each other, but also excited because they could feel something in the air,
maybe it was the faint glimpses of male men handling their crate, maybe the
fresh outside air, or the ambient sounds, but they knew that, somehow, they
were about to see something new.
Despite that tingly sensation
both felt right at home suckling on the phalluses that lined their cage: One for water, one for seed. They both licked and sucked until they were
sated and then cuddled up with each other and nestled between each other’s
thighs.
--
“Ahh,
that’s so cute, look at the two of them so happy in each other’s embrace,”
their new owner said, unwrapping his package in his
living room.
The two girls groggily awoke,
sedated by the drugs in their crate-food for the long flight. They were now in a lush and opulent mansion,
secreted away from prying eyes and ready to serve their new owner. He had paid a handsome fee to
The two girls, unsure about
their new surroundings and huddling together were immediately relieved by a
familiar companion in their midst.
Rushing forward on their hands and knees they crossed the carpet to jump
up on their haunches and get this real, live, pulsing cock into their
mouths. Lisa shoved Sara off to the side
and got her treat.
Sara slumped, defeated, and
waited for her sloppy seconds.
She crawled back over to the
man and leaned over onto her back, thirsty.
She put her hands up in a begging position and the man smiled down at
her and let his saliva drip down into her mouth. He had kept some water in his mouth as the
manual had instructed, and let it dribble down too. Sara smiled sweetly and drank it all.
When Lisa was finished and
swallowed her treat Sara got up and cleaned his cock off, hungry for whatever
salt she might get.
The two then snuggled up to
each other and Lisa sat on Sara’s face.
The man watched as Lisa fed Sara and Sara swallowed. The man nodded and then bent over, presenting
his ass to the two girls. He clutched a
table end and waited, patiently, for Lisa to crawl over to his ass and put her
lips to his puckered hole.
She pushed her tongue in and greedily
lapped at what he had to give her, swallowing it all and choking just a little
at his inexperienced ministrations. She
dropped a little onto the carpet which Sara quickly scooped up. Lisa scowled at her for stealing her food but
could not do much to stop her. The man
smiled down at his two new bitches and then walked off the carpet and onto the
tile in the room to enter the kitchen.
He sat down and helped
himself to a nice repast, and then used the bathroom.
He came back to find both
girls obediently staying on the carpet in the room, thereby containing
themselves to the small off-to-the-side out-of-the-way portion of the room.
“That’s good girls,” he
cooed, and they understood and liked his tone, never having heard or spoken any
language before. He looked at them as he
ate, sniffing each other and licking at each other. They stayed where they belonged, on the small
12’ x 12’ patch of carpet in the large room.
They didn’t come forward onto the tile and he could be certain that no
one visiting him would ever discover or hear from them since they were so well
house-trained. In the kitchen side of
the room he ate, and then used the sink.
He picked up a bright pink
dildo and then tossed it to his two doggies, letting it land on the carpeted
floor. They scrambled after it, and then
a fight ensued. He smiled, knowing that
the winner would know what to do with it.
Indeed, Lisa took the plastic
toy and stuck it right up her coose, feeling
immediately alive and wonderful. Sara,
meanwhile, had to content herself with nestling up against Lisa, and hoping
that maybe they could have some Sapphic sex later on.
The man smiled and then
watched as Lisa spurned her lover, she was a grown-up now, and she knew better
then to play those childish games.
Sara pouted and then searched
for something to rub her frustrated pussy on, crawling around in the small
space until finally humping the shag carpeting, trying to get some relief.
The man laughed and then left
the room to go back to his affairs of state, knowing that his two silly pretty
lasses would not be going anywhere.
--
They would wait yearningly
for him, hoping for his cock to suckle from, his ass to feed from, or his mouth
to drink from. They contented themselves
with each other as best they could, but they now knew how empty their lives
were without a man in it, and that plastic toy that they had was their only
companion, usurping even the friendship that they had enjoyed before as lesbian
lovers, while their owner was away.
They whined and mewled while
he was gone, and then, after a little while, Lisa moved Sara over to her and
then defecated into her face, nodding at the slighter girl ate what she had
given her. Sara lapped and swallowed the
food from Lisa’s ass, and then thanked her by kissing her rosebud.
The two girls cuddled
together and then fell asleep, both dreaming of warm, wonderful cocks filling
them, and swallowing their owner’s satisfying expulsions.
During their dreams they
awoke, at independent points, and tried desperately to get off by rubbing their
cooses on the other’s face. Lisa shoved Sara away and then went back to
sleep, leaving her frustrated. Lisa,
later, when she awoke and discovered the pink dildo gone (taken by their owner,
who wanted them to learn to value it as a companion) seized Sara roughly and
straddled her face, rubbing and humping her furiously until her own climax.
Sara struggled for breathe
and then resigned herself to her position as Lisa clutched her afterwards. The two
fell again into a heady sleep, Sara’s head under Lisa’s crotch.
In their sleep they dreamed
of big pink dildos, they chased and chased after them on all fours, but they
were always out of reach.
---
By Alex Streuth
Notes:
It is the question for settings like
What do you do in Cherish
when the women start giving birth? What
do you teach the children, how do you raise them, do you include them in the
society?
Some people might object to
the content in this story because using children in an erotic story is going to
be a sensitive subject. I’ve done my
best to keep the ‘sexual’ aspects of the story to the end, after the girl is
more physically matured, but, because of the nature of the education, there was
no way to avoid setting the scene with characters from a young age (because we
are watching them grow up.)
--
Standard Closing:
This is fantasy, this should
not be enacted, the ideas and action expressed herein are for fantasy
enjoyment. None of these ideas or
actions belongs outside of the realm of fantasy: A lot of what happens in these stories is
violent (it might not be ‘hot’ violence, like striking someone, but reducing a
person physically/mentally is a form of ‘cold’ violence) and violence in any
form is wrong. What makes these stories
so elegant is that thinking about violence is okay, and, in fact, limiting a
person’s right to think would be, again, ‘cold’ violence.
In other words, ‘Don’t try
this at home.’
--
Bibliography:
IE, influences, people who get credit:
Gord, Benson, Thundershrk, TheMayorofCherish. Visit www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Alex_Streuth/www (but
only if you’re over 18, which, if you’re not, don’t read the above story!) for
the rest of my work.
--
You may e-mail Streuthanasia@gmail.com if you have
praise, or requests, or are a writer or illustrator. Everyone else can also e-mail me, but it not to be encouraged. You may use my ideas and/or characters in
your own fanfiction.
[A credit and/or a linkback would be nice to
have though.]