Part 4

When Theresa came out of the pod she looked shaky. When she got the news that she'd had cancer she seemed ready to faint. It took her more than a couple of seconds before she looked at me and asked "Now what?"

She needed some reassurance, so I answered her with "You're getting the cure, hon, so you are going to live and be healthy." While she sat there, I pulled her up into a hug and found her clinging to me.

A little bit of history, all right? Just so that you have some idea of where I am coming from, OK?

I always thought that I was the clingy one in my relationship with my ex-wife, driving her up a wall because I wanted to spend so much of my time cuddling with my hands on her body. This was a very different situation, suddenly feeling like I was the strong one.

To be frank, I could get to like this kind of attention. At this moment, she wasn't asking more of me than to hold and comfort her, and, lest you show confusion, having a naked woman wrapped up in your arms - and you in hers, even if she is a bit, ahem, "chunky" - is not something any sane man is going to be in a hurry to end. When Kate moved behind me to make me the meat in the middle of a sandwich my motivation to end the attention, already minimal, evaporated entirely. Unfortunately, this didn't last because the tech told us that we were blocking the pod as Joey was ready to go into a pod for evaluation.

Kate and Theresa released me long enough to drag me out of the way and then moved back in. Tami and Alicia moved in on my sides and my brain went into suspend mode.

Don't let anyone kid you, cuddling, as long as it isn't more active, like with kissing or caressing, tends to be a very passive activity and tends to put even a man's brain on stand-by. I suspect a woman's brain may not go into stand-by as easily, but it sure seemed like the standing "pile" I was a part of rendered my brain more than just a little bit comatose, so I didn't notice Bobbi orbiting us like an electron around a nucleus.

The nucleus eventually underwent fission as the seven children were being released from the pods and Lois fought having to get dressed, again. Once Theresa pulled on her shift it was easier to talk Lois into her clothing again. Once she was dressed I picked her up and gave her a hug.

Getting told that all of the children had a clean bill of health was comforting. "Also, Lieutenant Peters, you will want to talk to the AI about any enhancements and augmentation you and your concubines should have. You will have to wait for yours, as will Kate and Theresa, but the others can be run through any cosmetic and structural changes you need."

I nodded and led my small army out to our pod.

Our timing was good since the pod's re-configuration had been completed over a half hour earlier. We went through the whole pod and assigned colors and I talked over the clothing issue with the AI for the children. I knew, also, that I needed to have a talk with Annie and Joey given the kinds of eyes they kept giving each other.

Or, perhaps, they needed me to talk to them, for their own comfort and safety.

We set up a movie in the playroom we'd made on the upper level for the younger children which they gleefully flopped down into the soft rockers with bowls of popcorn and cups of chocolate milk. As much as I despised the "happily ever after" horseshit shoveled in huge lots by Disney, I could not completely fault their ability to tranquilize children into submission. I suspected that, perhaps, the utter sweetness would place the children under threat for diabetes as they aged.

Annie and Joey were a bit nervous when we dragged them to the dining table and sat them down next to each other. I kept Theresa and Kate from speaking to their children when I waved them to silence.

"Look, Annie, Joey, you are both under fourteen and the rules - observed by the AIs, so they get enforced, whether the three of us, in the parental roles we are now in, want to look the other way or not, will have to limit how the two of you can express affection. You cannot engage in full... uhhhh... penetrative sex. If you two want to be lovers, you have to limit yourselves to oral sex until you are both over fourteen. On top of that, I do not know how well either of you will score on your CAP tests, so one, or even both, of you, could be volunteers for Confederacy service."

The two 'children' looked at me closely. While I had been speaking I'd watched them squirm with various mood swings which proved, to me, that they had been paying attention to me. I decided to shock them some more.

"So, kids, we've watched you make eyes at each other, so we know there's something going on. Joey, what do you see in Annie?"

The poor boy suddenly looked scared and I could see him withdrawing, not wanting to say anything. Either he was afraid of telling me something that would get me angry or was afraid to tell her how he felt.

I suspected that both of those fears kept him silent. I decided to make it easier for him. "You like how she looks, how she talks, how smart she is, and how pretty her smiles are, right? And the feel of her hand when she holds yours when she seems scared? Or when you are feeling scared?"

The look of fear covered him as he jerkily nodded. He looked to his mother, first, and then towards Annie, who was smiling at him, and I could see him relax.

"So, Joey, tell her, yourself. I don't think she's ready to bite your head off..." I smirked, looking at both Kate and Theresa, both of whom seemed a bit anxious about their children 'getting together'.

Joey stammered out "Annie... I like you. You're pretty, you like a lot of the things I like, you are a great artist, we like the same music. I... hope you like me, too."

It was entertaining to watch Annie launch herself at Joey and they both ended up on the floor as she hugged and kissed the boy. I turned to Kate and Theresa, saying "I don't think we need to have her tell him how she feels, now, do we?"

Both women laughed as their tension eased.

I stood up and walked around the table and watched the two kids hug and kiss as they rolled on the floor, looking for a comfortable spot. I tapped Joey, currently on the bottom, with my shoe, telling him, once their mouths disconnected "Remember, you can touch, kiss, lick and suck each other's bodies... but you can't put your dick in her... and Annie, you can't jump on him and wrap his dick inside of you, either. Also, if you want to learn to get the most out of what you are allowed to do, please talk to your mothers, which, at this point, includes Tami, Bobbi and Alicia, OK?"

I watched closely as each finally nodded. Annie did say "OK, daddy-o, sure." Before she attached her mouth to Joey's.

"Kate, Theresa, let's go and talk. Tami, you keep an eye on these two so they don't go too far, and, if they ask for coaching, please see what you can advise. You know their limits." I then turned to Bobbi and Alicia, saying "And you two... could you please keep an eye on the younger kids? Keep them amused?"

Getting nods from my three youngest concubines, I led the two older ones to my bedroom and had them sit on the bed. They seemed to be a bit anxious.

"All right, time to work out augmentation questions. AI, please display a view of Kate so we can work out changes we want to make to her body."

Very obediently a life-size hologram of a naked Kate appeared in the room in front of me. I looked at Kate and then back to the hologram.

"First off, please regress the apparent age to, say, 21, with a nominal body mass index."

A younger and much slimmer version of Kate appeared, standing in front of me. I heard a "Whoa" from Theresa and a "Wow" from the original of what I was looking at.

"Next, bump up the BMI by ten percent, she isn't cuddly enough."

The "new" Kate was still a bit un-padded. "Up the BMI to fifteen percent over nominal, I don't want to get bruises from her."

Theresa giggled as the image added just a little more padding. She looked positively cuddly.

"All right, leave the birthmark on her mons, no hair below the neck, her hair should... ummmm... reach down to her waist, keep it her natural color."

This version of Kate was adorable and I heard sounds of approval from my audience.

"AI, lock that in. Kate, please go and relieve Tami and send her in here, OK?"

I got a kiss from Kate as she stepped out.

While she was out I told the AI "Please bump up her brain's sensitivity to testosterone, all right, and add that? Next, show us Theresa."

Theresa squeaked when Tami walked in on the view.

"AI, same basic parameters as I gave for Kate, please apply to Theresa."

Tami watched, her mouth hanging open, as the projected body shrank and got younger, leaving a view of what Tami could look like in another couple of years. I liked it, especially given how cat-like Theresa's face got when she didn't have as much padding hiding it.

"Please add a birth-mark on her mons in the shape of a T, please, and lock that down, with the increased sensitivity, and bring up Tami."

This time the AI acknowledged me as Tami's nude form appeared next to her person, though the real one was wearing a shift. She ditched the shift.

"Theresa, please go relieve Bobbi and send her in here, all right?"

She smiled, lighting up her face, and I got a hug and a kiss before she stepped out of the bedroom.

Tami looked a bit anxious as I waved her to sit on the bed. "AI, I want her BMI set to ten percent above nominal and I want all scarring cleared, no body hair below her neck, and her hair long enough to reach her waist."

The image shifted to show a very pretty teenage girl. I walked around the image, inspecting it closely. I realized that the image's breasts were more than a little bit smaller than what the real one was sporting on her chest and I noticed Tami looking down at herself before she stood up and compared the image's breasts with her own. She didn't look happy with the smaller rack, though, at the same time, I was happy. None of these women, well, three were still teen-age girls, had really large breasts.

A word about me and breast sizes, all right? My ex was exceptionally well-endowed, something I had felt was very appealing. Unfortunately, she found my interest in her... ahem... endowments... more than a little bit irritating. Given her unhappiness and my unhappiness and our tendency to not want to confront each other with complaints, this influenced my attitude, usually one of disinterest, in women who were "well equipped". In other words, I connected "large breasts" with the phrase "unhappy woman", whether it was actually true or not.

Actually, for a while, thinking back, I spent some time thinking that "unhappy woman" was a redundancy since each implied the other, more or less. So, there were times when I believed that "all women are unhappy" even though "not all unhappy people are women". At this point, however, I had learned that a woman could be happy with me.

"AI, what is her estimated cup size in this image?"

The voice from overhead said "This would be a 'B' cup."

I looked at Tami, right in the eyes, and said "Bump her up to a C cup, please, and lock it in."

"Done" the AI said as Bobbi walked into the bedroom. She whistled at the image standing next to her.

"AI, please display Bobbi for us?"

Bobbi's eyes goggled at her nude form. She seemed skinnier in the image but then she doffed her shift and posed, proving to me that the image was accurate.

"Please bump her BMI up to nominal plus five percent."

The sharp edges of her bones softened. There was just enough cushion for me not to feel like I was going to get bruises being hugged by her.

"No body hair below the neck, clean up all skin..." I said, thinking and walking around the image. Her skin color, a rich brown, lightened from her mother's color due to having a white father as a parent, pleased my eye, but I realized that some people won't look quite right, even if only to my eye, with long hair. Bobbi was one of them, so I added "and I want her to have curly hair that we can keep very short."

Her image's hair became the stereotypically short hair and I thought she was adorable. Her breasts, which, to my uncalibrated eyes, looked to be A cup, were actually larger than what she really had. Bobbi looked at herself, critically, and asked "Can I have bigger boobs?"

I laughed. "I bumped Tami, here, up to a C, even though I wasn't thrilled. AI, a question... can you estimate the sensitivity of each women's nipples?"

"Yes. Kate and Theresa are poorly enervated, as is Tami. Both Bobbi and Alicia are extremely sensitive and their sensitivity, if increased by more than a small percentage, will make it difficult for them to function."

This was interesting. "How so?"

"Nipple play beyond their currently accommodated level will trigger orgasms and unusually large releases of oxytocin in their brains."

Something about that appealed to me. "How about clitoral stimulation?"

"Like their mother, both women have enlarged clitoral shafts and extreme sensitivity, to the point that they both have to be careful while walking to avoid orgasms. This has made them awkward and easy targets for their father."

I nodded, that made sense. I liked the idea, though.

"AI, a revision for Kate, Theresa and Tami. Increase their nipple and clitoral sensitivity to approximately sixty percent of Bobbi and Alicia's sensitivities as a baseline, non-aroused state. When aroused by me and being touched by me, I want their sensitivity to exceed that of Alicia or Bobbi's aroused levels."

The AI was quiet for a moment, then spoke up "Acknowledged. Please be aware that we cannot easily make arousal specific to you."

I smiled, a good question. "That makes sense. If they are aroused by another's touch, primarily someone they are comfortable with, the shift in sensitivity should occur."

"This can be implemented."

"Thank you", I told the AI, and turned back to Bobbi. "Anything else you'd like to bring up?"

"Wider hips?" Bobbie asked.

That got a nod out of me. "Yes, wider hips, make childbirth as painless as possible."

Something about the wider hips on the image got an erection out of me, I liked her look. I looked at the real girl and the look on her face hardened me further and put out my arms for a hug.

I looked at Tami over Bobbi's shoulder. "Tami, join your mom with the kids and send Alicia here, OK?"

Tami smirked as she got up from the bed, saying "Just make sure those two girls have gotten a good taste of you before dinner, OK?"

Bobbi growled which made me harder as she squeezed me closer, my arms wrapped around her. Once Tami was out of the room I told Bobbi to sit down on the bed. She was reluctant to let go of me, but did so. "Alex... can you undress? I'd like to see all of you, again?"

"Sure, I'll do that. AI, while I'm undressing, please display Alicia...and then apply the same changes I made to Bobbi to that image?"

I was still undressing when Alicia walked in, looked me up and down, and then saw her image. She whistled as she looked up and down the changes. "Wow, I like what you've done with me, but I've always wanted big boobs..." which got me laughing.

"AI, show her what D-cup-size breasts would look like."

I wasn't watching the image, I was watching Alicia's eyes... and Bobbi's. Now I knew what 'eyes like saucers' is supposed to look like.

Without turning to look at the image, I said "Please reduce the breast size back to the earlier setting", then turned around.

To me, Alicia, with enough padding to increase my confidence that she wouldn't cut me with her hip-bones, was a beautiful girl, and I liked the way the short hair brought out the shape of her head and her graceful neck.

Looking up and down at the image I told the machine "Lock that in, please."

"Acknowledged, Lieutenant."

I then turned, with my hard-on, towards the two young women. Even though Bobbi was sitting on the edge of the bed, her older sister Alicia went to the edge of the bed and got on her hands and knees, begging me to 'fuck her brains out'.

It was likely the AIs had already made some changes to me because I finally had no problem with premature ejaculation... or being able to repeat the action with Bobbi, and, with both girls, we had time to work through doggy and missionary given how often they climaxed.

Don't ask me why, it must be very, very primitive, but there was an incredible feeling of satisfaction knowing that I brought both girls pleasure, especially multiple times. This feeling of satisfaction and accomplishment lasted well into the evening as I sat with all of "my" women in the living room discussing the changes I would be needing.

Since I was going into the Navy, I didn't need to be upsized like the Marines were, so I just regressed my age and hardened my body to give me flexibility and strength and then had my harem work to design my "package". I wasn't sure I was going to be happy with the changes even if I was going to be somewhat longer than I had been, before, but this could be changed later on. The addition of a foreskin (my parents having had me circumsized shortly after birth as a "sanitary measure") was going to be weird but Kate said that she liked the difference in the men she had dated and was pretty sure I'd end up liking it.

Once the kids were all in bed, and, believe me, we were keeping Annie and Joey apart, each of the women wanted to show the rest what I'd done for them, so we started with Kate.

I was almost fucked to death that night as each of 'my' women thanked me for the wonderful Christmas present I gave each of them, even Kate showing a surprising amount of enthusiasm. It was strange, as I fell asleep, to think that the edits I'd made to their bodies were actually presents for me!br />