Chapter 1

I sort of knew that sex was more than just 'stick tab A in slot B', but last night I really learnt it. I also learnt the difference between having sex and making love.

I'd been with exactly two girls in my entire life. The first had been about three months earlier, a girl a year younger than me. We'd sort of liked each other for a few years, but working out on the farm so much I rarely saw her. I'd gone into Talgarth to pick up some supplies and bumped into her coming out of the post office. We'd got to talking, and one thing led to another, and ten minutes later she'd taken me home. We'd spent an hour in bed, and I'd thoroughly enjoyed myself. I hope she did as well, and that she has good memories of the experience, because I didn't see her again. And now of course I'm no longer on Earth so the chances of ever seeing her again are somewhere between slim and none. The second girl had been my own youngest sister, now legally one of my sex slaves. I'd taken her virginity two evenings before. No, that's not quite true, she'd given me her virginity, and done so willingly. I know we'd both enjoyed ourselves.

I now knew that all three of us, Jenni in Talgarth, myself, and Siân my sister, had all been complete innocents. Before I went to bed I hadn't really understand the difference between fucking and lovemaking. Imogen taught me different.

Imogen is my mother. Or at least, she had been, because as she had said last night, she was now just Imogen. As a family we'd all been innocents about the Sa'arm, the Confederation, and even about pick-ups, until after I'd been picked up as a volunteer, and in my innocence brought the rest of my family to be my concubines. Imogen was now, legally, my sex slave, and last night I had taken her to bed for the first time ever.

We'd both been nervous and uncertain at first, entirely down to our biological relationship with each other. When I'd suggested we cancel the idea, and try it again some other time, Imogen seemed to relax, and after that things went a bit more smoothly. It was strange at first, we just giggled and messed around a bit, and looking back I don't think either of us were taking the whole thing too seriously. Mum, Imogen, at forty, was still quite attractive. Her boobs sagged a bit, her bum and thighs were not quite as firm as they appeared to be when she wore jeans, and she was not as slim as she once was, but she was my mother and I loved her. Also, she was naked, and as a typical almost-nineteen-year-old, almost any naked female body, as long as it's not grossly ugly, will get me hard. Imogen is a long long way short of ugly, so I got hard.

The first time I managed to get my cock inside her hurt her a little I think, though she didn't say anything. We fucked, and it was pleasant, better than pleasant. For me anyway. After that she took charge, and that's when I began to truly learn the difference between fucking and making love. She was gentle, loving, but most important she'd taught me without it looking like she was teaching me. I didn't care that her boobs sagged a bit, that her waist had thickened a bit, or that her muscles generally were not as tight as once they might have been. Once we started she was just a sensual and amazing woman. My cock loved her pussy, and the rest of me loved all of her.

I'd awoken this morning to find Imogen gently sucking my semi-hard cock. She'd deep throated me a couple of times last night, and I'd shot my wad deep down her throat each time. This, now, was just to get me erect. When I was as hard as I think I had ever been, she straddled me, and slid me inside her. That was special. She was special. She was the third woman I'd had sex with, and she easily blew the other two clean out of the water.

I put my hands on her hips and we writhed and shook together, Imogen coming to a quick climax long before I was quite ready. She collapsed on top of me and I quickly rolled us both over and began the long slow strokes that I now knew drove her to distraction and beyond. It didn't take me long to bring her off, and she gasped and moaned, writhing and wriggling underneath me, her hips and belly banging up against mine. I'd thought filling my sister with my spunk was exciting, but filling my mother was even more exciting. I forced my crotch tight against hers as she wrapped her legs tight around me, and came to a huge climax, triggering another small one in her.

"Oh wow," she gasped after we had finally relaxed. "I want your baby."

"You can have it," I grinned tiredly, "but you're having Roger's first."

The huge smile on her face told me she approved. We hugged and kissed for a while longer, letting my softening cock slowly slide free of her before I rolled off her.

"You are one amazing woman," I whispered. She just smiled at me, but said nothing.

We continued to caress each other for a few more minutes, but neither of us had the strength to continue. That gave me an idea.

"AI? Can I add some little extras to our body changes?"

"Yes."

"In that case, can you change us all so that we recover from our sexual bouts much faster, and make it so that we don't get sore."

"Confirmed. That will add one extra minute in the medical pods to each of the men. The ladies will not need extra time as less work is required."

Imogen laughed. "Superior beings," she whispered.

"Confirmed."

We both laughed and carried on stroking and caressing each other, gently kissing. Eventually I remembered that we needed to be up. "Time please, AI."

"Oh seven forty-nine."

Dad, Roger rather, was going to be collected for his body changes in a little over half an hour, so I kissed Imogen on the nose and rolled out of bed.

I directed my next question at the AI again. "Is Roger awake?"

"Yes."

"Where is he?"

"He is just entering the upper level shower."

"Thanks." I turned to Imogen. "I'm going for a shower. Follow me in as soon as I'm out."

"AI," Imogen asked softly. "Please let me know when Llewelyn is out of the shower, and please inform everyone else to get up."

"Confirmed."

Dad was already sat, reading, in the small dining area, when I got there after my shower. I'd had the replicator make me some new clothes, but he was still wearing the shift. "AI, allow all my family to request whatever clothing they want."

"Confirmed." The AI's tone had gone slightly mechanical. Still a very generic English male accent though.

Dad smiled at me. "Doesn't matter for now, these shifts are okay." He pulled at the bottom hem where it was still really rather short. "We'll all be different sizes by this evening though."

"I know. You okay with this?"

His smile wavered a bit, "fine I guess." He looked at me. "I'm rather concerned about the flock."

"Oh. Shit. Yeah." I paused. "I dunno what we can do about it." I hadn't a clue who to talk to. "I'll try and find out a bit later. Given the choice, what would you want to happen?"

He thought for a moment. "I guess," he said after a while, "Dai Thomas in the village could look after them for us for now, but I suppose they now belong to the family." By this I knew he meant his brother and sister, and Imogen's two sisters.

"If I can arrange it, do you want to talk to one of them?"

"Yeah. I suppose that would be best. I guess I need to talk to Dai at least. Charles will have to know, but as neither he nor Katy are even vaguely interested in farming, I guess they'll want it sold." Charles was Dad's elder brother, and a GP in London. Katy was his younger sister, an artist and painter in Manchester. Both had always disliked the countryside. Aunt Katy's art was gritty, urban, industrial paintings, often of industrial decay, and she thought coming to the farm a waste of her time. "Nothing here to paint," she'd once said, staring around at the wonderful bleak mountainside.

"I dunno whether your mum's sisters will try and save it. Dorothy's too busy but I could ask Jenny I suppose. She's often remarked on how peaceful it is up there."

I laughed. "Yeah, but she's never been there for lambing."

Roger smiled. "I think the flock should be okay for another couple of nights yet, but I wouldn't trust the old black head ewe not to have escaped again by then."

I nodded, chuckling softly. That ewe could have escaped from Colditz. "She's probably out already."

"Shouldn't be. She normally takes a week or so to get out and I corralled her up again the day before we came down the mountain."

"Oh right. I don't remember that?"

"You wouldn't. Huw was with me."

"Oh. Yeah, okay." I paused for a moment and looked at Roger. "What about all this? Up here I mean? How do you feel about this?" I needed him to be at least comfortable with our new life. I loved my Dad, I did not want to lose him.

He shrugged. "How do you expect me to feel about it?" he said after a moment. "I understand it. I accept it. I don't have to like it. I'll get used to it." The finality of his tone told me that that was all he would say on the subject. I dropped the subject and waited for everybody else.

It was Siân who started it after we had finished eating and were waiting for the marines to come and collect Roger. The original circular table had been replaced by a longer rectangular table that could sit about four on each side plus one on each end. Now we were sitting three to a side. Siân simply took hold of my cock and began to stroke it.

"Siân," snapped Roger. "Behave." Then he gulped in surprise as Branny reached out and took his cock in her hand.

Imogen just looked startled, and when I put my hand to her crotch she gulped and at first closed her thighs tight. Moments later however she had opened them again, much wider this time, and I began to tease at her pussy. Huw had to get in on the action and began to tease Branny's pussy. Branny turned to grin at him, and reached out with her free hand. Moments later she was stroking her youngest brother's erection, just as mum reached out and took hold of my cock, playing with it at the same time as Siân was. When I reached out to Siân to do to her what I was doing to Imogen, she guided my fingers inside her. Roger finally got in on the act fully, joining with Huw in stroking his eldest daughter's pussy, even if he did look a little uncomfortable doing so.

For two or three minutes we sat like this, smiling and enjoying ourselves, but it was Siân who took it to the next level. She came on my fingers, soaking them with her juices. "Oooh," she gasped and fell forwards to lie partially on the table. Her hand fell away from my cock and I turned to her to make sure she was okay.

"I'm fine. Wonderful," she said softly. Imogen moved to the other side of her youngest daughter and hugged her. After a few moments Branny came around the table and pushed in between me and Siân. For a couple more minutes the three sat talking softly, giggling. I stood and stroked Siân's shoulder briefly then Branny's and then Imogen's before moving around the other side of the table.

"Funnily enough, I'm not really looking forwards to this," Roger said softly.

"Dad?" asked Huw.

"Oh it'll be grand to get my foot back, but I'm actually used to this monstrosity now. I suspect I'll actually miss it when it's gone."

"But there's all the other stuff that you'll get as well." I told him.

"Oddly, that's the stuff I'm more nervous about."

Just then the door chime went. "Oh shit," muttered Roger. He picked up his shift and dragged it over his head. "I hope this still fits me when I come out," he muttered."

"Don't worry, I'll make sure we all have something sensible when we get finished." I stood up and gave him a hug.

After Dad had gone, Siân decided to get a book to read, a history book, while Huw asked if he could use the sleep-training pod.

"Sure," I told him. "Do the first two of the training sessions I did. Do them back to back, then get out and have a rest and something to eat. I'm not sure whether you'll have time to do the third before we're collected for our upgrades." I laughed at the thought of being 'upgraded'.

He grinned and shot off into the study.

"Mum, sorry, Imogen." I grinned at her. "You've got an hour and a half. What do you plan on doing?"

"Well I'd thought of having you ravish me, but I don't think you're up to that," she grinned at my obviously startled expression and then laughed when I stuck my tongue out at her. "Instead," she continued, "Branny and I are going to have a little chat in her bedroom." She stood and took Branwyn's hand and the two left.

"Oh." I looked after them, a little surprised. I shrugged and looked up. "AI? Is there documentation on the current organisation of the Human part of the extraction?"

"There are a number of documents defining how the Human element of the Confederation is structured, including formal definitions of many of the different roles within each part, and how they are supposed to work together. There are a small number of roles for which there have as yet been no formal definition, though only some of those have yet to be filled by personnel."

"You mean there are already people doing jobs for which they have no formal job definition?"

"Yes. There are also documents showing the various systems colonised by the Diaspora, their current status, leadership, and general purpose."

"That'll do. Can you download them to the pad and I'll read them there please."

"Pad?" asked the AI.

"Sorry, PDA." I'd obviously picked up mum's use of pad instead of PDA.

"Acknowledged. All documents are now available on the," there was a very brief pause, "pad."

"Thanks." I picked it up and began to read. It might be necessary, but it was dry and boring, and couldn't hold my attention for more than ten minutes at a time. The first time I paused I looked up, shrugged my shoulders and rotated my neck, then began to read again. The next time I had to pause, I stood and got myself a glass of water before moving to a more comfortable chair to continue my reading.

The third time I needed a longer pause. I popped my head into the study to see that the sleep trainer was still in use, so decided to head up to the second level to see what the others were doing. Siân was sitting on a recliner reading. She looked up and smiled as I stepped off the lift platform.

"Hi kid, okay?"

She nodded. "Fine."

There was a single closed bedroom door. "Mum and Branny?" I indicated the door.

She nodded again.

I went towards the door to knock, but Siân darted in front of me to block my way. "Don't."

"What?"

"You can't go in there."

"Oh? Why?"

"'Cos you can't. Okay?"

"Er, no. What's happening?"

She just shook her head, and this time I noticed a small blush creeping onto her face.

"Siân?"

"They're having sex, dumbo. They're making love."

"Oh. Oh." I spluttered in surprise. "Why?"

"Because they both want to? Because they're both horny? Why ask me?"

"Why aren't you in there?"

"They asked me, but I decided not to. I want to read this book. In any case, after Mum goes to the medical pod thingy I'll get time with Branny." She blushed even harder. "Branny and I haven't shagged for well over a week now. Normally we manage at least once a week. I'm horny as fuck." I could see tears leaking out of her eyes.

"Oh baby," I whispered, taking her into my arms. "I'm sorry."

For a moment she struggled, but then relaxed. "You don't understand," she whispered.

"Try me."

"Branny and I are both bi. We're not truly straight. We're not gay either. We're truly, fully, bisexual. We both need sex with other women. For us it's not just something we can do if we feel like it, something we can do occasionally just for fun. This is something we both need. Mum isn't really bi in the same way, but she's happy doing it. Enjoys it. She used to help Branny out when Branny got desperate, but now we help each other out. Sometimes though, just occasionally, she needs Mum instead of me. Mum recognised it earlier, that's why they are fucking each other's brains out right now."

"Are you all right?"

"No. I'm not normally as needy as Branny, but her need has made me desperate as well. I need Branny or Mum." She raised her head and looked at me. "I could take you to bed right now, shag the arse off you, and at the end still be as horny as fuck because I need a woman."

She buried her face in my chest and just sobbed. I hugged her to me, not really knowing what to do for her, but knowing she needing comforting. After a while her sobbing paused and she pushed away from me. "Thank you," she whispered, turning away.

"Is there anything, anything at all, I can actually do for you right now?"

She shook her head. "Thank you, no," she said softly. "I'll actually be okay."

I looked at her. "I love you, you know," I said softly. "You're my favourite sister."

She gave a soft, wry, laugh and turned towards me. We both knew it was true. "But Branny'll spend much more time in your bed than I ever will."

"Why do you say that?"

She just smiled, and sat down again. I sat next to her and put my arm around her. "I could help you," I whispered.

"Don't," she frowned, pushing me away.

"I could order you to," I grinned.

She looked at me, her eyes widening in shock. Moments later her shift was off and she was lying back on the recliner, her legs spread wide. I could see her pussy was already soaked, and now I could smell the perfume of her arousal.

I settled down between her legs, and for almost half an hour I just ate her out to orgasm after orgasm after orgasm.

It was Imogen who stopped me.

"Come on darling," she told me. "She needs Branny."

I sat up and nodded. "Okay."

Siân looked up, her eyes still hooded with desire and need, and then slid onto the floor to kneel in front of her mother. She jammed her face into Imogen's crotch and began to suck and lick at her mother's pussy. For a few seconds Imogen stood there, softly stroking Siân's head, a gentle smile on her face, but then she stood back. Siân cried out in need, but Imogen just lifted her off the floor.

"Branny's waiting for you. Go on." She pushed gently and Siân just bolted for the bedroom. When Imogen and I poked our heads around the door moments later, they were on the bed, their arms and legs tight around each other, and virtually sucking each other's faces off. I smiled and pulled the door closed. One day I wanted to watch them, but it wasn't necessary right now.

"You okay Mum?"

"Sure. I should have about fifteen, twenty minutes before the marines come. Just time for a shower." She gave me a cheeky grin. "And a fuck with you."

I laughed. "Come on then." I looked up. "Time, AI, please?"

"Ten oh seven."

When the marines came for her, Imogen was fucked, showered and dressed, and sitting demurely at the table with a cup of tea, and a satisfied smile on her face. I'll have to admit that my own smile of satisfaction was just as big.

"You know," Imogen had said casually, as we sat waiting, "if you had suggested last week that we do this, I'd have knocked your block off, and probably told you to leave home.

"Yeah," I murmured. "Even though you do it with Branny and Siân?"

She nodded. "Even though."

I looked down at the table. "It's all different now," I murmured more to myself than to her.

She didn't answer.

I knew I would have to think about this, but now wasn't the right time.

"AI," I said once Imogen had left. "Please ensure Branwyn and Siân are up fifteen minutes before the marines are due to collect them."

"Acknowledged."

"Oh, and would it be possible to talk to someone about our farm? We have five hundred head of sheep on the farm, and they'll need looking after, and passing on to the family."

There was a pause. "Contact has been made with the local Civil Service representative. They will be in touch shortly."

"Uh. Thank you." I didn't know what the Civil Service was, I supposed I better read up on it. I went back to my reading just as Huw came out of the office.

"Wow, that's some learning machine," he said, leaning against the doorframe.

I smiled. "AI, mug of white tea with sugar please."

"Acknowledged."

As Huw sank onto a chair, the replicator gave a ding to announce the presence of the tea. I stood and got it for him "Here. You'll need it."

"Oh, cheers mate," Huw said. "You're a life saver."

I laughed. "Enjoy it?"

He paused for a moment, then realised I was talking about the lessons. "It was fascinating." He blushed. "Sorry, I was finished half an hour ago. I saw you an' mum go into the shower together." I stared it him in surprise. "I wasn't peeking or anything. As soon as I realised, I went back into the office and just waited."

I shook my head slowly. "I'm sorry mate. I didn't mean to embarrass you."

Huw grinned. "You didn't. You got me horny. What are the girls doing?"

"They're busy upstairs."

"Uh huh. How busy?"

"Too busy for us," I told him dryly. "AI, is there time for Huw to do lesson three before collection?"

"Yes."

"Huw?"

"Oh. Um. Okay." He managed to look a little abashed, and even disappointed.

"Go on, fuck off and learn," I told him with a grin.

He smiled and went back into the office and moments later I heard the door to the sleep trainer close with a click.

I sighed and settled down to read again. It was just as difficult as the first time and this time I was imagining what Branny and Siân were doing. It didn't help my concentration, but I managed to get some reading done before I got a call.

"You have an incoming message," announced the AI, "from the local Civil Service."

"Accept."

"Hi, how can I help?" came a soft female voice.

"Uh, Hi. Look, we were collected yesterday, but we're worried about our farm. There's five hundred head of sheep that will need looking after. Would it be possible to get in touch with a member of our family to get it sorted out?"

There was a pause. "Um, oh, I'm not quite sure why you were put through to me, it's not really our role," she paused, and then continued before I could say anything. "I can sort of see why we've been... , I'll see what I can do. Who do you need to contact?"

I gave as much detail as I could, given that I didn't know the exact address or contact details of any of my aunts and uncles. "There's also a Dai Thomas, lives on the outskirts of Talgarth. He'll be able to help short term." Again I gave as many details as I could, as I wasn't too sure of his address.

"All right," came the voice, "I'll get back to you as soon as I can."

"We're going into the medical pod thingies in a bit, can you let us know tomorrow?"

"Yes of course."

The connection broke before I realised I didn't know who I'd been talking to. I shrugged, and turned back once more to my reading.

About ten minutes before they were due to be collected, first Branny, then a few minutes later, Siân, joined me on the couch, leaning against me. They were both obviously freshly showered.

"Thanks bro," Branny kissed me on the cheek.

I grinned. "For what?"

"For letting us do what we needed. For helping Siân, she told me how you tried to help her, for reminding us to get up and get ready, and simply for being a great brother."

I laughed and wrapped my arms around her. "And thank you to the pair of you for being such horrible and ugly sisters."

"Oh you," she tried to thump me, but I just hugged her tighter. Siân was my favourite sister as I'd told her, but I still loved my twin very much. Branwyn hugged me tightly. I felt and heard Siân move, and then she sat on our laps and gave us both a hug. Branny and I turned our hug into a three-way hug. When the two girls started to kiss, I tried to push my face between them to make it a three-way kiss. It didn't work, with our faces jammed together and our tongues stuck out as far as we could reach, we could touch each others tongues, but not all at the same time. It probably didn't help that we were laughing and giggling at the same time.

"AI, if it's still possible, please arrange to have the length of all our tongues increased by quarter of an inch."

"Confirmed."

The girls giggled even more.

"Hey," I said, putting my best innocent face on, "it's supposed to help with oral sex."

"Huh," laughed Branny. "I've had your cock in my mouth, but you've not been near my pussy yet."

"Okay. On your back, legs apart," I ordered with a malicious grin. It took a few moments because Siân, still laughing, had to be persuaded to clear out of the way.

I knelt on the floor, lifted her legs over my shoulders and looked at my twin sister's pussy, shining with her arousal. "This, I'm going to enj... ," I started. The door chime went. "Fucking timing," I muttered. "OPEN, COME IN," I yelled, then buried my face in Branwyn's crotch.

"Ah, no, gerroff you sod, get off. Stoppit! LLEW!" wailed Branny, laughing and crying at the same time as she desperately tried to pull free, and pull the just too short shift down to cover herself. Siân just sat back and laughed at us.

I was surprised to see Danny Black. "I've come to collect," he began, then stopped, startled at the sight in front of him.

I lifted my face. "Oh, hi Danny. I'm only torturing my sister here."

"Llewelyn Carter. Let go of me at once. I am your older sister you know."

"You're also my sexy slave," I told her, and buried my face in her crotch once more. I wasn't really doing very much, just teasing her. Despite that though, the aroma, and presumably the pheromones to go with them, had given me a hardon to break rocks with, and she did taste good.

"Llew," she wailed once more.

I looked up again to see that Danny's look of startled surprise had turned to gentle amusement. "You don't fancy a taste of my twin sister's pussy do you?"

He smiled. "She's one beautiful lady, an' it'd be my pleasure, but sadly best not."

"See," said Branwyn haughtily, resigned to what I was doing to her and not struggling any more, "there are gentlemen around. For that, I invite him to have a quick sample. If he so desires."

I stood and moved clear of her, inviting Danny with a grin and a wave. "Formal invitation," I told him, "you heard the lady, who am I to argue with that?"

Danny, now sure that everything was all in good humour, laughed again. "I'd love to, but we really, really, don't have the time. We's got to hustle to get to the med tubes on schedule."

Branwyn was up in a shot. "When we've got time, my beautiful marine," she husked, "I'm going to make this thick, hick, mountain shepherd invite you over to give me something special." She draped herself around Danny. Danny put one arm loosely around her, and patted her naked bottom.

We all laughed. "You don't make me jealous like that," I told her, "I love you too much for that."

Her eyes turned to me, a smoky sizzling look in them. Uh oh, I thought.

After they'd gone, I took a deep breath, then tried, and failed, to go back to my reading. Eventually I just gave it up and went up to play something mindless on the video game. After I'd been killed for about the dozenth time, I paused the game.

"AI, would it be possible to arrange it so that I got out of the med pod a couple of minutes before the others?"

"That has already been arranged. As you are the sponsor, you will be out five minutes before the first of your concubines are out."

"Okay, cheers. Are there any spare concubines yet?"

"Not at this time. More collections are happening now. There are often spare concubines after each collection. You are currently third in the queue if there are spares."

"Diolch." I went back to my game. I barely noticed Huw join me some time later, but we just played together for a while, until the door chime went once more.

It was a different marine this time. "Is Danny around?" I asked him.

"Uh, I think he's busy over in blue sector. Do you want me to contact him?"

"No that's fine, I'll try and contact him later."

I didn't get to see Danny again before I went into the medical pod. I watched Huw climb in, and saw that he was completely asleep before the door was even closed on him. I raised my eyebrows at the pretty technician questioningly.

She smiled. "We put everyone out before we close the door. This way no one gets claustrophobia."

I nodded and stepped into my 'home' for the next six hours.