Locked
Up Naked in the Bathroom Together (Chapter 4)
by Sterling
Three
months passed. Screams for help achieved nothing. Hair grew longer.
More
learning happened. Their situation resembled somewhat the preliterate
cultures where stories had to be memorized. Jim knew a lot that the
girls could memorize. In the outside world they might have groaned at
the idea of learning the list of
Presidents-except-the-six-Jim-couldn't-remember. But here there wasn't
much else to do, and they couldn't exactly go off in a huff to their
own room and slam the door. Jim mostly learned the words to pop songs,
the details of dozens of bands, and clapping games. They got more
systematic with their stretching and exercise time, cobbling together
an exercise program of sorts with push-ups, sit-ups, running in place,
stretching.
Jim divided his attentions among his three lovers.
Caroline was at first hurt to have to share Jim, just as they all
suspected she would be. She seemed to find it some consolation that she
was his favorite.
Kira watched discreetly when she was
interested, but the novelty wore off. She masturbated by herself now
and then. The sex took place during the night, and most of the time
Kira was asleep. Kids get used to just about anything.
One
morning Jim was having an especially hard time waking up. Suddenly
Caroline shouted, "Oh my God!" The others dragged themselves fully
awake and followed Caroline's gaze upward.
High up on one wall were some detailed pencil drawings.
"So, someone didn't just put us here and forget about us!" said Anne.
On
closer examination, the first was a detailed pencil drawing of Liz
walking through a meadow, stretching her arms to symbolize freedom. On
the adjacent wall was a picture of Anne, relaxing on a towel at the
beach. On the third was Caroline, shooting a soccer ball at a goal. But
there was one remarkable feature that no one could miss in all three
drawings: the girl was obviously very pregnant.
They tried the
door with extra force, verified that the food supply still worked, and
screamed louder than ever. Nothing else had changed -- there were just
three drawings high on the walls. It was momentous that there was some
communication from outside their small cell. But the fact that the
drawn girls were pregnant was also of great interest.
"Hmmm,"
said Caroline. "Do you suppose that means that some day we'll all be
released, each of us will marry a nice man and have babies?"
Jim and Anne smiled at her.
"Does it?" asked Kira.
"No," said Jim. "My interpretation is that if Anne or Liz or Caroline
gets pregnant in here, then they'll let her out."
"Maybe if one of us gets pregnant, they'll let us all out," suggested
Liz.
Jim said, "I guess, but I don't see any drawings of Kira or me out
there, right?"
"Hmmm. Yeah."
Anne
sidled up to Jim, put her arm around him, and made a kissy face. "Want
to get started?" Her free hand slid towards his cock.
The others smiled.
"We still have thinking to do," he said. "First of all, none of you has
to have sex with me if you don't want to."
"I think that bridge has been crossed a few times already," said Liz.
"Yes,
but deciding to have a baby is a much more serious commitment. Playing
around when you're a teen locked naked in a bathroom with a naked man
is different from a decision that could affect the rest of your life."
"Yeah," said Anne. "But this is all we have to go on. And if they set
one of us free, we can get help for the others."
"Somehow I doubt they'll let you know where we're being held," Jim said.
"At least we can let your families know you're alive and well."
Caroline murmured, "And living a very, very strange life..."
Jim
said, "There's more than that to think about. We try not to dwell on it
too much, but the person who put us here has committed terrible crimes.
We refuse to cooperate with him on principle." The others looked at
him. "Or, we could decide it's all or none, and we refuse to leave
unless we all go free."
Anne said, "Um, I don't recall having
any choice about getting here, so I have this feeling that we'll be
hauled out unconscious just like we were brought in. They must send gas
through the ducts or something."
"True, but you still have the choice not to get pregnant."
"Someone might not want to go because they'll miss the others," said
Liz.
"A romantic idea," said Anne. "But I doubt it -- even you, Caroline,
would you refuse to go because you'd miss Jim?"
"Of
course not," she answered, causing an unexpected little twinge in Jim's
stomach. "We could try bargaining," she continued, her eyes suddenly
bright. She stood and addressed the ceiling in a loud voice. "No
pregnancy without -- soap!"
Anne said, "No pregnancy without -- razors!"
Jim shouted, "No pregnancy without -- mattresses!"
Kira shouted, "No pregnancy without -- crayons!"
Liz said, "That's dumb, Kira, why do you want crayons?"
"I dunno, I just thought to draw with..."
Jim said, "Yes, well, that was fun, but... What day is it today?"
"So," said Liz quietly when they were alone in the corner by the door,
later that morning. "Can you make me pregnant?"
"Make you pregnant? Oh, how would I do that?" asked Jim with a straight
face.
Liz rolled her eyes.
"I just want to think about this some more," said Jim.
That
night as he lay down next to Anne, she whispered in his ear. "Are you
sure you don't want to just do it? The way nature intended? Going all
the way without thinking about periods?"
"Sorry, dear," he whispered in turn. "I've still got more thinking to
do."
The next day he had an announcement. "I've decided I'm not going to do
it. I'm sick of playing their game."
"What?" said Liz.
"I
don't like the idea of being pushed around like this. This is coercion.
They're asking me to mess up your lives -- young teens like you aren't
supposed to be having babies. You're supposed to be getting an
education and deciding much later who if anyone you might want to
marry."
"You're kidding!" said Liz.
"We're not exactly getting an education and leading a normal life in
here," said Anne.
"I shouldn't have been having sex with any of you all along. It was
selfish of me."
"You didn't exactly force me," said Liz.
Jim
said, "They kidnapped us all and stuck us here in this room. That's a
monstrous crime! I know we've been making the best of it, but we
shouldn't forget that. They've been keeping us here for weeks and
weeks, without a single word, without a single indication that anyone
is paying attention to us at all. And then what is the first contact we
have? A demand that I make you all pregnant."
"It isn't exactly a demand," said Caroline. "It's not saying anything
bad is going to happen if we don't."
"No, but keeping us here is bad enough! These conditions are terrible!"
"You're always the one saying to make the best of it," said Liz.
"That's
among us, but this has to do with them -- whoever they are. You know
how we're supposed to have the courage to change what can be changed?
This might be one of those times."
Three days passed. The girls
argued with him sometimes, but he was adamant. Inside, he was also
confused. He had always suspected that the group of them had been
chosen for the sexual tension. He and the big girls had decided to
relieve that tension, and it had been wonderful in its own way. Without
any communication of any kind, it was easy to forget the cameras were
there. But now their captors had spoken and made their wishes known.
Sex wasn't enough for them -- they wanted pregnancy. On the other hand,
as the days went by without consummation, he became more aware of the
youth and beauty and fertility of the girls around him. He could go
back to sex the way they'd always done it, with great care. But he also
realized that unless he sent his ejaculation quickly down one drain or
other, there was no way he could keep a girl from fingering it into her
pussy if she wanted to.
Jim struggled to wake up. He heard some groans. "I'm so tired!" said
Liz.
"Wonder what it is this time," groaned Anne.
"Hey, look!" said Kira in a fuzzy voice.
With increased motivation they all managed to get into a sitting
position -- then began shouting and babbling.
Standing
against the door were five inflatable camping mattresses. On the floor
was a pile of disposable razors and a pair of scissors. Next to it was
a pile of fine-point colored markers. In the wall of the shower at
waist height was a new small nozzle with a small button beside it.
"Anyone want to bet what comes out of there when you press the button?"
asked Anne.
"SOAP!" they all yelled in unison.
The morning was filled with cleaning and shaving.
"You should have asked for a cell phone!" said Caroline to Liz.
"Or an ax or a crowbar or an acetylene torch or something," said Jim.
"Or tampons!" said Liz.
"We wouldn't get them because we're supposed to try to STOP having
periods!" said Caroline.
"Or... CLOTHES!" shouted Kira.
They all laughed and then were quiet.
"Yeah, why didn't we ask for clothes?" asked Liz.
Caroline said, "I think we realized they'd never go for that. Like
being naked is such a big part of what this is about."
Jim said, "Or maybe we are so used to it that it just never occurred to
us."
Anne
said, "Clothes are overrated. They get dirty. They wear out. You worry
if you've got the right style." Caroline and Liz nodded.
Liz said, "You know, I might be embarrassed if you saw me in a bra and
panties!"
It was a joke, but there was something to it as well.
Later
Anne called a meeting, and they settled down in a ragged circle -- on
the camping mattresses, which felt like feather beds in contrast to
their weeks on ceramic.
"So, you said they were keeping us here in terrible conditions. They
apparently heard you and improved the conditions."
"Yeah," said Jim. "But they're just tokens."
"They're really nice tokens," said Liz.
Jim sighed.
Caroline said, "Let's take a vote. How many people think Jim should try
to get us pregnant?"
The three big girls raised their hands at once.
"What about you, Kira?" asked Jim.
"She's too young to get pregnant!" said Liz.
"Yeah,
but Caroline asked for a group vote. Like she was voting on whether I
should try to make Liz pregnant. So shouldn't Kira have a vote too?"
"I don't get it," said Kira.
"Do
you think I should try to make Anne and Liz and Caroline pregnant? If I
succeed and those drawings are promises, then whoever gets pregnant can
leave."
"When can I leave?" asked Kira, lip quivering.
"Yeah, we don't know. There's no way I get to leave either."
Anne said, "Well, Kira, when you get old enough to have a baby you can
get pregnant and leave too!"
Jim
said, "Oh, let's not go there. That would be, before there was any
chance at all -- what, five years? Something else has got to change
before then." He continued, "What I was trying to get at is that this
isn't really a group decision. Whether I try to get Liz pregnant is a
decision between me and Liz. Whether I try to get Anne pregnant is
between Anne and me. See?"
Caroline sighed. "And it's something that both people have to agree on.
So you have veto power."
"Yes."
There was glum silence.
When
Jim looked up, he was surprised to see the steely expression on
Caroline's face. "If you don't try to make us pregnant, I'm going to be
really, really mad at you!"
Jim was taken aback -- and so were
the other girls, but only momentarily. It was not like Caroline, but
was all the more powerful for that. The emotion spread at once.
"I will be really pissed at you," said Anne. "Really, really furious."
"I will hate you forever!" said Liz.
Jim sat with head down, feeling glum.
But
Anne suddenly shifted to a silky tone. "But on the other hand, Jim,
think of what we want. You can touch us all over, then we lie back and
spread our legs..." She demonstrated. "Open our pussies up and you get
to press your cock in." She indicated Jim's cock, which had stiffened
as she spoke. "See, you like the idea. Then you get to shove in and
out, as quick or slow as you want, and then you feel really good as
your body squirts a little sperm into us. We love to get it. One
hundred percent natural. Just as nature intended."
"You've been doing that all along," said Kira.
Anne
continued, "Yes, but it has to be at the right time of month. In the
past, Kira, he's only let the sperm go if we knew it wouldn't make a
baby."
Jim sighed. Hot naked girls begging to get fucked the
natural way, begging for him to make them pregnant. His cock was hard.
He didn't have to be against it just because his captors were for it.
And then there was the matter of fathering more children. Even if they
kept him in there forever, his children would go out into the world.
And that was one of the main purposes of life, right? To leave children.
Jim
looked up and smiled at Kira, then looked at each of the others in
turn. Three very sexy girls who would be really mad at him if he stayed
away from them, and would be very, very happy if he would mate with
them the old-fashioned way, to do just what every fiber of his inner
being wanted more than anything, so they could have babies... "Oh well,
OK. You win."
"Oh, goody!" said Anne.
"Yippee!" said Liz.
Jim glanced up and saw Caroline beaming at him.
"So, who gets to go first? Who do you want to try to knock up first?"
asked Anne.
"Whichever
of you is most likely to get pregnant right now, I guess," said Jim.
"There's this thing called 'fertility awareness'. When your body is
ready to get pregnant, the mucus down there gets kind of stringy in a
special way. So time to start learning about it. Reach a finger into
your pussy and bring it out again, and see if a sort of thread comes
out with your finger."
The three big girls all tried it, but
there was no stringy mucus. Maybe none of them was fertile, but then
maybe they weren't doing it right.
Anne asked, "OK, but since we don't know for sure, should we have sex
right now just in case?"
"You mean tonight?" said Jim.
"Maybe tonight would be too late."
They did some comparisons and decided that Anne was the closest.
Liz said, "We can think of it like animals breeding. That's what we
are, right? Animals trying to breed?"
Anne said, "I guess so... And hey, there are mattresses!"
"Oh, yippee!"
Anne said, "Let's make it like realistic animal breeding. Hands and
knees."
Caroline addressed Kira quietly. "Do you mind? Sexy stuff right out in
the open?"
The little girl shook her head.
"OK," said Caroline, placing two mattresses side by side. "Let's bring
the bitch onto the mating platform..."
"Hey, Watch it," said Anne, who nonetheless got into position.
Caroline
smiled sheepishly and continued, "Notice how her rear end is raised?
That means she is sexually receptive... Now see the stallion? Smelling
the female in heat, his penis is growing long and hard. This allows him
to achieve a deep penetration of the mare. It looks like the organ is
ready... But wait, he's sniffing the mare's vagina! Making sure she's
really in season, I suppose... Wait, he's licking the vagina! And using
his front paws to rub."
"I have never seen anything like it before!" said Liz. "He's using his
front paws very delicately to massage the mare."
"Rea - a - a - a - dy!" whinnied the mare. Kira giggled.
Caroline
said, "OK, now the stallion is mounting. He sure has a huge one. I've
never seen one that thick or long. He's twitching his cock and pressing
forward, waiting for his pole to be right in front of the mare's
vagina... Sometimes the trainers step in to help the mating go more
smoothly," she said, reaching in to point Jim's cock at the magic spot.
He
lunged forward and his penis caught. "Unnnh!" he cried. Grappling the
hips in front of him, he pressed in again and again, getting in farther
and farther. "Unnnh!"
"Ow!" cried the mare, but she didn't pull away. The invitation to be
bred remained open.
"Sometimes a little pain is good in helping the mare get pregnant,"
said Caroline.
"That's
cats," said Liz. "But sometimes some stimulation helps..." She reached
in carefully to the junction of penis and vagina, avoiding the
stallion's powerfully thrusting thighs. She found the spot right below
the junction and began fluttering her fingers.
Anne turned to see who was doing that and said, "Liz!"
"Oh, shut up and enjoy it and get pregnant," said Liz.
Anne managed a smile and turned to face front again, her face going
slack.
"Oh, my!" said Caroline. "He's got it plugged in really far. He's going
to flood her insides with his semen any second now..."
Jim was pounding away, his face screwed up in concentration, his
fingernails digging into Anne's butt a little.
Caroline
leaned in and caressed his undulating butt, whispering in his ear, "Do
it for me. Spray her dirty cunt with tons of sperm to make her
pregnant!"
Jim looked her way briefly. It sure was hot talk.
"Arrrggggghhhh!!" he roared, freezing in position with his cock in the
deepest, pressing hard. "Oooohhhhhhhh!"
Suddenly Anne gasped and whimpered, and Liz smiled as she kept
fluttering her fingers.
Slowly Jim sank back, his cock slipping out.
Kira said, "So when did he pee it out? When he made that big shout?"
"That's right," said Caroline.
"And why did Anne gasp like that?"
"She felt really good, and maybe it helps the sperm up to the egg."
"That made me feel like playing with myself!" Kira said.
"Well, go ahead," panted Jim.
She imitated the motion she'd seen Liz use. "Hey, that feels really
good!"
A couple hours later, when he'd recovered, Jim seeded Liz in similar
fashion.
That night Caroline lay next to Jim -- both on mattresses!
They kissed a while.
"Kissing's OK, but we're trying to get pregnant, right?" said Caroline,
talking softly but not bothering to whisper.
"You know, the chances aren't so great at your age."
"But there's no harm, and it sure is fun."
"Did you really say what I thought you said just when I was about to
spurt into Anne? Did you use a very naughty word?"
"Um, yeah, I guess."
"Sweet little you?"
"Maybe when a girl really wants to get pregnant she's not so sweet any
more. You've never done me from the rear before."
"You weren't interested."
"That was then. I've changed my mind. It feels right for trying to get
pregnant."
"You sure?"
Caroline
leaned in close to whisper very softly in his ear, "I love you dearly.
But now what I want is for you to ram it home, deep in my pussy." Her
voice got even softer, "Rape my cunt! Rape it really hard!"
Jim
felt dizzy as he mounted sweet, sensitive Caroline. Her nether parts
and whatever part of her brain spoke for them weren't so sweet and
sensitive. So he raped her cunt. He raped it hard and deep and for a
long time, just like she wanted. It felt very right. Then he spewed his
sperm, way in deep, hoping rather than fearing that she might get
pregnant.
Even
though there were razors available, Jim decided not to shave. He just
trimmed his beard. After shaving their underarms a couple times, Liz
and Anne decided underarm hair didn't look so bad after all. They asked
Jim about shaving their pussies, but he didn't like the idea. He wanted
to keep it natural.
Kira loved her markers, and made pictures
everywhere on the white ceramic walls for a few days. They weren't
permanent, but the marks didn't just come off when they got wet,
either. It took some effort.
The markers affected the teaching.
For months Jim had been motioning in the air or drawing circles on the
floor with his finger, but it was very limiting. Now he could draw
pictures, diagrams, equations... There were also new subjects ready for
exploration, including geometry and algebra.
But along with
markers and mattresses, soap and razors, the atmosphere had changed.
This was now a bunch of animals trying to reproduce. It was rutting
season.
For the big girls, a strong man with balls and cock was
never more than a few feet away. What they needed was for that cock to
get hard, to force its way into their pussies and deliver the sticky
stuff whose most important ingredient was what those balls made. Since
they never knew just when the right time was, it made sense to take it
whenever they could get it. And when he rammed that cock into one of
the other big girls, they were no more than a few feet away. Each girl
was half-aroused all the time and came to full arousal very quickly at
the sight of Jim's erect cock or of any sexual byplay with any of the
girls. They got wet several times a day, and on a few of those
occasions the wetness was rewarded with a deep stuffing from that
wonderful cock.
As for Jim, his alpha male nature took over. His
libidinal energies rose to the challenge and opportunity. He was
surrounded by nubile girls. There was no wooing or seduction required.
If an ass or a thatch of pubic hair or some pussy lips caught his
fancy, he could if he felt like it grab it and guide it into position,
fuck the associated cunt and ejaculate in it seconds later. The girl
would coo and thank him. He was rarely quite that impulsive.
He
also liked to make his girls happy, and spent considerable time kissing
and fondling each one, working his fingers expertly between her legs
and sometimes using his tongue down there to the girl's great delight.
Jim's mind reeled with pleasure as his junk pulsed rhythmically to
squirt his juice into deepest Anne.
With
a groan of satisfaction he rolled off of her and onto his back, his
cock slipping out. He felt fingers on his cock. Liz was making thrifty
use of the excess juice, getting some on her finger and then shoving it
deep into her pussy, which her other hand was holding as wide open as
possible. First contact of finger with vaginal wall should happen as
deep as possible, giving the sperm the shortest swim.
The girls
also had a deal that when one of them had been bred, the others could
gently finger off whatever dripped out of her for recycling in another
pussy.
Some time later, as he drowsed on his back, he felt small hands hefting
his balls.
"You
guys are so great," said Caroline quietly. "You keep churning away and
making lots of good sperm. And all you little spermies, your chances
are pretty good, you know -- well, a lot better than normal. There are
three girls out here, making eggs, and maybe three of you little guys
are going to win the lottery. Maybe four if one of us has twins! Ooooo,
and see, the inseminator is getting ready, getting long and hard, ready
to deliver you guys! He gets really long and stiff so he can shove way
up into us girls were it's dark and hot and wet and drop you guys off
way up high near the eggs... It looks like he's ready to go now... I
know Jim's tired, but maybe I can work out a deal with just you guys...
See I'll climb up and force Mr. Penis up into me... I'll gobble him
up... Just like that! And now I'll go up and down, up and down...
giving the inseminator a hug -- a nice slurpy hug. And you spermies,
you can beg the inseminator to let you out. Tell him to think about how
hot and comfy it is, how wet and smooth, all around, sliding back and
forth, back and forth. Tell him this is is the place to deliver you --
this is the time. The best time, the perfect time to spew you out so
you can swim to find the egg. Tell him to let you out. Caroline's pussy
wants you more than anything. It's wet, it's hot, it's smooth, it's
perfect. Wet, hot, smooth... wet, hot, smooth... wet, hot, smooth...
perfect... perfect... perfect..."
Jim heaved his pelvis upward
and sighed as his innards shot a few million of the sperm right up
through the inseminator into hot, wet, inner Caroline, just where they
were wanted.
Kira's reaction to all this breeding right in front of her nose was
complicated.
A
lot of the time she sighed and went back to her markers. But seeing the
big girl pussies invaded over and over by a big cock, she explored her
own little pussy with a finger, and managed to get it in to the second
knuckle. She also masturbated a lot. Sometimes she pointed out her
sexual explorations to the others, who responded with benign interest
and approval.
"I keep trying," she complained once, when all the
other sex organs in the room were quiescent. "But I never get one of
those really good feelings -- one of those orgasms."
"Maybe
you're too young," said Liz. Various of the girls had masturbated while
Kira watched closely, trying to learn the technique.
"You want me to rub you?" said Caroline.
"No," said Kira. "Not a girl."
"Jim, you want to be nice to the little girl so she doesn't feel left
out?" said Caroline.
Jim smiled and considered. "Sure," he said.
"Pervert," muttered Liz.
Jim started to formulate a reply, but Anne beat him to it. "We're all
pretty perverted in here."
"Would you really like that?" Jim asked Kira.
She
nodded. She lay back on a mattress in the middle of the floor and
spread her legs wide. She had had plenty of opportunity to see how a
girl made herself available for Jim's intimate attentions.
Jim
lay beside her and worked his fingers gently between her legs. She had
the same structure down there as the other three, though on a smaller
scale. While his fingers began their tender joyful work, he gazed at
the little one lovingly, moving in slowly to kiss her cheek and nibble
her ear. He kissed her chest too. Kira giggled now and then, but not
for long. When Jim approached her mouth with his, she turned aside.
As
his fingers found their most intimate targets and began their sensual
rhythms, Kira's eyes closed and she began breathing irregularly and
sighing. On and on Jim went, trying to find some slight variant that
would drive Kira to higher pleasure. She was having a great time, but
not heading for release.
"You mind if I lick it?" he said at last.
Kira wrinkled her nose.
"It might feel even better," he said gently.
"OK,"
she said then, lust overcoming icky feelings, and Jim hungrily lowered
himself to inhale the little girl's mix of scents and begin his work.
"Oooo!"
she said before long. The excitement built. He found a particular
motion -- a long, slow lick from bottom to top of her little clit, that
seemed to make her wriggle in a more urgent manner. He kept it up, over
and over, for minutes, while Kira's wriggles and squeaks attested to
building excitement. Finally she gave a big, "Ooooooo! Ooooooo!" and
began relaxing. He'd done it!
The other girls cheered softly. Kira was really happy.
But
Jim was aroused. "I need you out of the way now, Kira," he panted.
"Into the tub, OK?" The little girl flopped in, still smiling.
"All
three of you, line up on the mattresses... Legs apart." There wasn't
really room for three girls side by side with legs spread wide, but
they managed it by overlapping knees over thighs.
Farthest to
his left, Jim plunged into Anne, grunting and thrusting, while his
right hand pulled on Liz's right nipple. Anne's pussy was hot and
welcoming, but there was Liz, and she was sexy too. He pulled out of
Anne and slid over to take Liz right up the pussy. He let all his
weight down on her and reached out for Anne's left boob with the one
hand and Caroline's smaller right one with the other, groping them
while pounding into Liz's naughty hole down below with his uncouth
pole. In his mind he pictured the girl with that smaller breast, and he
wanted her. Out he slid and mounted Caroline, slick cock swinging from
left to right as it hung, eager to get into something again. Caroline
guided him and he fucked it deep into her too. It felt fantastic. He
looked at her grateful and pleading face. She wanted his sperm. He'd
have been happy to give it to her, but something about Liz's pussy had
felt more... more fertile, somehow. So he pulled out of Caroline and
returned to Liz. He shoved his breeding prong into her breeding hole
and began primitive humping, over and over. He let himself down onto
her, reached around to take one butt cheek in each hand, and fucked
with abandon. This was the place, he told his apparatus, and it managed
the rest. The final swelling, the lunge, the spurting, the ecstasy.
Then he was done. Out he slid, and wedged himself between Liz and
Caroline, facing the younger girl and snuggling against her. Caroline
was warm and soft, happy and friendly -- but he also knew that it was
Liz who had gotten what the girls treasured most.
Caroline
woke to blood oozing out between her legs onto the mattress. Failure,
though not unexpected. Leaking blood outside the tub was easier to
clean up now. They could partially deflate a bloody mattress and wash
it off in the bathtub.
Anne and Liz both confessed mournfully to
cramps. Liz began leaking just after lunch, and Anne shortly before
they lay down to sleep for the night.
The three had found their
periods getting more closely aligned in the past couple months, but
this time the process was complete.
"I guess you can build up your sperm for later," said Liz. "No useful
place to put it tonight."
"Who says I want to save up my sperm?" said Jim.
"You're trying to make us pregnant, right?"
"Yeah, but that's not all I'm trying to do. I'm trying to have fun,
right? Trying to be 100% natural."
"OK, well, you can do it in my mouth like you used to way back when.
That would be fun," she said, licking her lips.
"What about me?" said Kira. "I want some sperm too."
"You? Your pussy's too small for him to get it into!" said Liz.
"It's getting bigger! I can get two fingers in."
"That's
nowhere near enough. Think of your two fingers compared to his big
prong -- you don't have to remember, you can look, because I see it's
big now... You're not going to actually do it, are you, Jim?"
"Kira, would you like your turn? I couldn't really stick it in, but..
You'll see."
"OK!" said Kira. She lay back and spread wide.
"Now, if you're willing, take my cock in your hand and rub it."
From observation, Kira had a good idea how it was done, though she
approached the massive thing with some hesitation.
"Ah,
that's nice, honey," he said. "Now I put it down here, just like I was
going to stick it in you..." He held her flaps open and pressed himself
right into her little vestibule... Mmmm, that's nice... Now you just
keep stroking up and down... Ah, just like that... And tell me what you
want."
"I, um, I want a big mess of sperm right up my pussy."
"Ooooo, a little faster with your hand, keep going... Just like that...
You really want it?"
"Yeah!"
"Oh, goody. Mmmm, very nice, oh, oh, aaaahhhhhhh!" he said.
Kira
squealed as she felt the warm slimy stuff right at the entry to her
girly hole. She squirmed, but Jim kept pressing. He wanted to deliver
his stuff to the right place.
"Ow!" said Kira.
Jim pulled
back at once, realizing he'd pressed harder than he meant to. The
desire to get it in at the moment of ejaculation was very strong. But
Kira's discomfort had been brief and not serious.
Ten
days later, the other side of synchronized cycles came into play. The
three girls bled at the same time, meaning that they became most
fertile at the same time too.
The fucking became more intense
and earnest. They kept careful track of who got the seed, and Jim made
sure to give each of them a dose.
"What about me?" asked Kira. "When do I get my dose?"
"Not now!" said Liz. "This is when we really need it most."
But
Jim looked at the little girl with understanding. Being left out again
while the big kids played... He'd grown up with two older brothers, so
he knew the feeling.
"I'll tell you what, Kira," he said. "I'll give you a big load of the
stuff tomorrow morning, right up the pussy."
The other girls complained.
"Listen," he said. "I agreed to try to make you pregnant, but I can do
things my way too."
"How's that going to help us get pregnant?" asked Liz.
"You'll see," said Jim.
So
the next morning, bright and early, they watched Jim's plan unfold.
Each of the big girls took the tip of his cock in her mouth and licked
it a little. Then he collected lubricant from the pussies of each of
them -- noting the light stringy consistency in each pussy -- and
slobbered it all over his cock. He then straddled the eager Kira,
nuzzled his cock right against her girlish opening, and rubbed himself
-- plain old masturbation. She was a little girl, but she had all the
right parts, and his cock was nuzzled right against the hole that is
made to take sperm.
"You sure you want it?" he panted.
Kira nodded vigorously.
In
under a minute his orgasm was upon him. "Oh, shit, OK, well, here it
is! Arrrrggghhh!" He pulsed his stuff right inside Kira's inner lips,
and the little girl gave a big smile.
When he caught his breath
and pulled away, he said, "Now's the surprise, Kira. You get to be
Santa Claus... Liz, lie down here on the mat... You squat over her,
Kira... Now take some from your pussy on your finger and stick it up
inside Liz." The big girl held her pussy wide open and looked at the
stuff on the little girl's finger like the priceless treasure it was.
"Now, say 'Merry Christmas!' You get to make them pregnant."
Each
of the other big girls lay down and a delighted Kira squatted above and
fingered some of the goop from her pussy opening into the big girl.
Jim
wondered where his plan had come from. It's true he didn't want Kira to
feel left out. Surely he found the three bigger ones a lot more
attractive. But the idea of ejaculating inside Kira was also
terrifically exciting. She certainly seemed to like it. But was it
unnatural? He shrugged. Their entire situation was entirely unnatural.
Two
weeks later all three girls got cramps and disappointment filled the
little bathroom once more. Anne started bleeding, and then Caroline.
But Liz didn't bleed right away. She still hadn't started a couple days
later, and then she started feeling other things -- started feeling
strange. She felt little changes in her body, and she started feeling
queasy. Fortunately the only food available was bland. They didn't have
any conclusive tests, but it looked like Liz was pregnant!
The
pictures high on the wall hadn't been at all specific about when a
pregnant girl would be released. The girls were shown as very pregnant,
but it wasn't clear if that was just to make sure no one missed what
they were trying to convey.
Jim commented to the others that
they might not have any warning before Liz was taken away, so they
should say 'goodbye' to Liz sometimes in addition to 'good night', just
in case.
Now he was free to direct all his sperm into Anne and
Caroline. Of course he still gave Liz sexual attention when she wanted
it, but she wasn't as keenly interested. Of course he gave affection,
hugs and careful attention to all four of them in the measure they
wanted.
Months passed. More learning happened. More fucking
happened, more attempts at breeding. More semen got spurted high up the
vaginas of Caroline and Anne. Kira got to play Santa Claus sometimes.
Liz began to show. She started feeling the baby move, and after a while
the others could feel it too.
Just then, Anne missed a period and soon went through the same changes
Liz had. Now the sperm was all Caroline's.
Jim
had come to recognize the feeling. Waking up with this groggy feeling
meant that "they", whoever they were, had come in the night.
Where had Liz gone to sleep? Against the far wall. Next to her? Anne.
"Hey, Anne? Anne? Is Liz still there?"
"Huh? Wha?"
"I think we've been drugged again. Is Anne beside you?"
"Oh, huh, no. No! She's gone!"
The four of them looked around in their groggy state, but nothing else
seemed to have changed.
When
they were fully awake, they talked and talked. Overall, this was a
happy development. Their captors seemed to be keeping their word, as
best Jim and the remaining girls could tell. If so, Liz was free. She
could tell their friends and families that they were OK. They also had
a lot more space. There was less complication in the social
interactions.
Then Anne said, "You know, I feel sad."
"Me too!" said Kira.
"Yeah, I think I do too," added Caroline.
Jim added, "Me too. It kind of makes sense, though, doesn't it? We've
been together in here for so long."
Anne said, "I can't believe I'm saying this, but it feels kind of empty
in here!"
The others emphatically agreed.
"She's also the lucky one," said Anne. "She gets to go free."
"Yeah, true," agreed Jim.
Caroline said, "She could be a pain in the ass, but she was good too.
Fun."
They reminisced over Liz's good qualities and some of the more
memorable times they had shared.
Kira
started sleeping with the rest of them after Liz was taken away -- four
people sleeping together in a row was the right number, somehow.
It
was only a few days later that Jim woke with that drugged feeling once
more. Had they taken Anne too? No one had promised they would disappear
at the same stage of the pregnancy. Caroline slept to his left. He
lifted his head to discover in one glance that both Kira and Anne were
still there too. So what was it this time?
As he struggled to wakefulness, he heard the sounds of stirring --
coming from the tub.
"Whu?" said an unfamiliar voice. They all dragged themselves awake.
A
new girl's face appeared in the tub, as she sat, knees hugged to her
chest, but Jim had seen her small breasts. She was a dark-haired girl.
A new person -- a stranger, an outsider.
There was so much to say, so much to explain, so much to absorb. Where
to start?
Caroline said, "Hello. Welcome to... to the family."