Chapter 10

Chapter 10

3 Section 40 -- Enhanced Andersons

The living unit door opened and Heidi led her sisters in. Once inside, they arranged themselves side by side. "Well?" asked Heidi with a tremendous smile.

David made a perfect pantomime of a fish out of water. Eyes big as saucers, his mouth worked but no sound emerged. The four sisters laughed at his reaction. Finally, he leaped out of his seat and raced to join them, enfolding all four in a fierce embrace. He stepped back to view them again. "You look incredible! Every one of you! I love the way you look, but only if you love it, too. Tell me!"

Mattie and Hattie took David by the arms and led him back to the sofa. "We're really glad we could all go to the med bay at once. It was a lot more fun. Let's let Heidi model her new look, and then Rachel and then us." The twins sat David down before gracefully seating themselves one on either side of him. Rachel sat on the love seat, perpendicular to the sofa.

Heidi, now standing alone, smiled radiantly. She lifted her arms away from her body and slowly turned around. She fairly squealed her joy. She struggled not to jump up and down, so great was her happiness. When she had completed her rotation, her eyes were full of tears. "Thank you, David. You have given me the appearance I have always wanted, down to the last detail. I look twenty, I FEEL twenty. It's only seven years, but I'm surprised at the differences in how I feel. I hope you like the way I look!"

David rose and wrapped her in an embrace. He kissed her passionately. "Does that tell you what I think? You have always been beautiful. Now, you're a knockout! I'm so glad you're happy! I love you very much!"

David led Heidi to the sofa opposite the twins. When she was seated, he helped Rachel to her feet and coaxed her out to the 'display' area. Rachel could not keep her feet on the floor. She bounced round and round, cheering and laughing. "I'm the same age as my sister! I'm not the baby sister anymore! I'm the same age as all my sisters! Look at me! I LOVE how I look! Not a single blemish anywhere! Thank you, thank you, thank you, David! I'm so happy! I'm so fucking horny! Get over here, twins, and show off your stuff. Then let's drag our man to bed and fuck him half to death!" She shimmied and danced back to her place on the love seat, beaming. David intercepted her on the way back to her seat and kissed her passionately. Rachel caressed his steel-hard cock before sitting down. All eyes turned to Hattie and Mattie.

"We like how we look," Mattie shyly said without getting up. "We don't feel good, bragging about our looks, trying to outshine somebody else."

Heidi fell into paroxysms of laughter. The rest of them looked at her in utter confusion, wondering how they had missed something that funny. Finally, before she had really managed to get her mirth under control, she began to talk. "I'm sorry. You two look like midnight on the dark side of the moon. You aren't going to 'outshine' anybody. You might 'overshadow' us," and here the rest of them burst out laughing, "but 'outshine' is not in the cards for you."

While they laughed, Heidi signaled to David and they traded places. Heidi, now between the twins and with her laughter under control said, "I cannot compete with you. I won't. I can't worry that a wise crack might hurt your feelings. I like to toss out zingers. I can't really get to Rachel because every nasty thing I say about her morals is true." They all began to laugh again. When that had subsided, she continued, "You are stunningly, breathtakingly, heartstoppingly, jizz-in-his-pants beautiful. And I'm absolutely delighted. You heard me before: I look exactly the way I want. I am as beautiful as I can possibly be. I'm far more beautiful than that slut, Rachel." More chuckles. "But I already know how big your hearts are. Your hearts are so big, I don't know how your lungs have room."

"I think they've got pretty good lungs," quipped Rachel as she hefted her own breasts. They laughed again.

"Seriously," Heidi continued, "I can't live day-to-day if I have to wonder whether you really don't want my lip lock on your pussy, whether it burdens you when I shove your face in my twat, whether you don't really want my hug, whether you secretly think I'm taking more than my share of cock. Do you see what I mean?" The stunned twins nodded.

"We don't know each other very well yet. I'll tell you though, I want to love you as deeply and as unconditionally as I love David and Rachel. I want to know that you love me, love Rachel, love David and love all of our children without reservation, without you self-limiting yourselves. I wanted you to join our family because I knew I could come to love you and I was confident that you would one day love me, too.

"Rachel doesn't have the equipment I prefer, but her tongue can reach way up toward my cervix and she serves up a tasty cream pie. I don't worry that what she says is meant to hurt me, even if it comes out wrong. I know David loves me. I know for a fact that David's fantasies are fulfilled every time he fucks his former sister-in-law, Rachel. I'm glad he blasts so much jizz into Rachel that it almost hurts. I know how much you two turn him on. I'm glad he feels like he's living a wet dream when he beds you. I know David thinks he's the luckiest man alive to have the four of us in his life, in his bed. That's what I want. That's what I have dreamed of, prayed for since I found out about CAP scores and found out that David's score meant I'd have three sister-wives.

"Now, you two, I hope you're just being tentative because all this is new. You can do that a little bit while you learn for absolute certain that you are unconditionally accepted in our family. But you've got to be comfortable with yourselves. You don't have to be twins if you don't want. You can be different for a while, and then be twins again. You can go back to the med tubes as often as you need to. You can tone down your beauty if you want to. Hell, you can be my twin if you want. But you need to be able to say to yourselves and to us, 'This is what I truly want to look like' and mean it -- until you change your minds. I hope you stay pretty much like you are. I'm very proud that my sisters are loving, caring, stone foxes. I had a blast on the way back here, counting boners on the men who spotted you. I'm surprised you didn't cause any heart attacks."

By this time, all of the women were crying. Rachel joined them on the sofa and the four shared embraces. "Our David Anderson, our favorite WASP, doesn't fully comprehend our Eastern European heritage," said Rachel. "Some things we like to eat, some of our sayings, and stuff like that are different to David. Some of his ways are different for us. It's all good, it's just different. We think the differences will enrich our lives and the lives of our children.

"You guys bring a whole different background into our family. No matter what you look like, you can't help but bring a different heritage to our family. Hattie, Mattie, this is our bid to make you full-fledged members of our family. We don't care if you choose to be blue. Just come home to us, will you?"

Heidi spoke again. "You had wanted your skin much lighter and David talked you out of it. Now you don't seem happy with how you look. I'll take you back to the med bay right now if you want. You can be black as tar, or dark chocolate, or milk chocolate, or chocolate milk. You can be albinas. Whatever you want, just say so. Then let's come home proud and happy. Can you do that?"

Hattie and Mattie looked at each other for a time, both smiling, both with tears running down their cheeks. Without turning her eyes from her twin, Mattie said, "We always thought we looked okay, just okay. We didn't get all that much changed. The whitened eyes, the whitened teeth and especially the green eyes shocked us. Those make a big difference, especially the green eyes. You might not think our skin tone is much different. To us, it's a big change. I feel like we've been dipped in tar. I think we'll get used to it.

"Now we look at each other -- which is just the same as looking in the mirror -- and we realize we're really, really beautiful. And we think we don't deserve such beauty. We didn't know how you could possibly not be totally jealous, even with us black as night. We've always thought we weren't so much, and it's hard for us to know we're truly beautiful. It's hard for us to realize we must have looked mighty damn good before.

"We're so happy but we don't know how to act. We're having trouble 'cause we don't deserve such beauty. We don't know how you can take us into your family so completely, without reservation. We don't deserve so much love." Suddenly, the four women were in a group hug, all smiling, all crying, all kissing and caressing each other.

"Did we really make guys hard?" asked an incredulous Hattie with a giggle. Both Rachel and Heidi nodded vigorously and laughed.

"Just look at each other," said David. "Not only are you incredibly beautiful, you are amazingly exotic. I'm a genius! Your green eyes are breathtaking! Most guys -- most people -- have never seen anything like it before in their lives. I'm afraid you two are going to find out what it's like to be famous movie stars. People won't know your names, but that won't stop them from gawking at your breathtaking appearance."

"I was afraid it'd be harder to see when their thighs were slick with desire," laughed Rachel. "I can see that concern was misplaced."

"If that becomes too much for you," said Heidi, "you can tone down your looks."

"Fuck 'em" laughed Rachel. "They'll get over it. We're not worried that you'll become bitches. You were already beautiful and you seemed not to realize it. NOW, would you pretty please strut your stuff so we can get on with the fucking? I'm afraid I'm becoming terminally horny!" The whole crowd laughed.

3 Section 41 -- The Godwins go home

"What do you say we head home?" asked Martin, Laura still on his lap.

"Now that you have assembled your family," said the AI, "you are to be relocated to a new, double-wide living unit in a neighborhood with other naval personnel. Sarah, Sandy and their children are ready to meet you there. Please proceed to the transporter pad ahead of you."

Martin stood, still holding Laura. Diane and Beth fixed his pants. "Don't you want to let me down?" asked Laura.

"I could carry you the whole way with my arms extended away from my chest," chuckled Martin as he began walking toward the transporter pad. "I didn't realize how much stronger they've made me. Unless you're very uncomfortable in my arms, I would like to carry you. It lets me get to know my son a little bit."

"Your son?" asked Laura. "And how did you know it's a boy?"

"I'm not the father of this child," allowed Martin, "but I am absolutely going to be his dad. Sarah's two and Sandy's two children will know that I'm not their biological father, just as the children sired by Rob and Jack will know their father. Our children are going to have six moms and three dads. We're going to have to find distinct names for us, or six heads will turn when a child says, mamma?. I knew it was a boy because I'm omniscient and clairvoyant. I also cheat. The AI will make sure I always know which twin is which.

"How about telling the boy to wave to his daddy? His coordination probably isn't very good yet. Ask him to kick you right here on top, hard enough so I can see his foot," Martin chuckled.

"How can you stand to look at me?" asked a teary Laura. "Kevin says I look grotesque, with a beach ball in my belly, my tits gone saggy and my nipples grown big."

Martin's expression showed his shock, alarm and dismay. He actually stopped walking. "This tummy is you. The person inside this belly is not you, it is a new person preparing to be born. You don't get to climb into the Barbie Doll machine and have your features re-designed until after our son is born. Still, you already are the most beautiful in our family. I sincerely mean that. I am in awe of pregnant women.

"I never imagined you being a member of my family, Laura," he continued as he resumed walking. "I'm very pleased with the way this has worked out. I wish the outcome for Kevin had been different. I know you'll flourish in your new environment."

She caressed his cheek and smiled at him. "I think this will be good for me and my baby," she said softly. "I'm afraid I'm going to miss Kevin a lot, though."

As they walked, the AI explained the changes in rules. Martin immediately granted full rights to all of the concubines, somewhat limited rights to the twins and rather restricted rights for the other children.

They stepped off the transporter pad and were directed to their new unit. When they arrived, Sarah and Sandy were already there. The children had discovered that there were two lifts. They led a merry chase, laughing, up one lift, across the room, down the other lift, across and up again, over and over. Their mothers corralled them so that introductions could be made. Logan liked the idea of having a big brother, hoping that Daniel liked mischief. Daniel was thankful for a brother, no matter that he was three years younger. The twins saw the opportunity to practice their mothering skills on the younger ones.

Sarah and Sandy took to Laura right away. The three women and the three youngest children had a nice little visit with the promise of more to come. Allison, Beth and Diane set about organizing dinner, chattering about their favorite recipes and the like. Martin took the opportunity to adjourn to the bedroom, where he undressed.

Soon, a simple dinner was served. The AI had efficiently created three round tables, each with six chairs. Two booster chairs and a highchair were also at hand. There was room for much more seating if the occasion arose.

Diane made a point of mingling people by artfully arranging the seating. The boys sat together, one on each side of Martin. Jack and Martin had had little time together, so Diane placed Jack at the same table. One twin had each of Sandy's kids, the youngest in the troupe -- so far. The three younger women were seated together at a table with no children. Diane put herself with Rob and put Beth and Allison with Sarah's four-year-old Lilly.

"You seem emphatic about the name 'Jack' rather than 'John'," observed Martin. "Would you care to explain how that came to be?"

Jack chuckled. "We spoke Korean in our home. My parents wanted a serious name for a serious young American man, as an aid to success. So they chose 'Jah-on'," and he pronounced the name 'John' in two syllables in a deep voice. "All of my friends had nicknames. Michael was Mike, Samuel was Sam, Jacob was Jake, and so on. As far as I knew, there was no nickname for John. I wouldn't let anyone call me 'Johnny', so I was always 'Jah-on'.

"We studied about President John F. Kennedy in school. When I found out that 'Jack' is the nickname for 'Jah-on', I never looked back. I've been Jack ever since."

When the meal was finished, Martin used a bit of guile to induce the boys to volunteer for cleanup. The women dutifully cooed appreciation. The boys basked in the attention of their new family members.

The twins volunteered to bathe and put to bed the three youngest, using the chore as an opportunity to shed their own clothes. All five had a playful shower together, the warm water gently cascading over them. When the shower was finished, pajamas were found in the replicators for the little ones. Rather than risking renewed excitement by exposing them again to the crowd, Sarah and Sandy went up and tucked the little ones into bed. The twins had prepared for a confrontation when they came downstairs sky clad but, to their disappointment, no one paid them any notice.

Martin, Rob and Jack had spent the time re-arranging the living room. Each half of the double unit had the customary sofa-loveseat-sofa, configured in a U-shape. The men moved the furniture such that three pieces on each side faced each other. The entire arrangement was made slightly V-shaped.

"AI," asked Martin as he seated himself, "can body modifications be performed on Laura while she's so pregnant?"

"No," replied the AI, "not until after the birth of her son. Laura and the baby are fit and healthy. However, modifications can be planned now and performed immediately following birth."

The family settled themselves and waited while Sarah and Sandy completed their motherly duties. The boys were torn between their urge to go play and the sense that something important was about to happen. They compromised by chasing each other around the furniture. Martin invited the twins to sit beside him and they gladly accepted. "I think someone should ogle your budding womanly charms, don't you?" asked Martin. The twins reveled in his attention, proud and excited that their pubescent bodies were developing, and were finally drawing the attention they so craved.

"Unless anyone violently objects," said Martin, "I want to plan body modifications for us all at once." There were no objections. "While we wait for Sandy and Sarah, there are some preliminaries that we should get out of the way. First, AI, how quickly can the concubines get into the med tubes?"

"Any or all of the concubines may go to the med bay as soon as you wish," intoned the AI. "The procedure will take longer for some than for others."

"That's very good. The first floor bedroom over there is mine. Rob and Jack, will each of you choose a bedroom over on this side? You decide which is which. I'm not about to get involved in who shares whose bed every night. I think you'd better plan on going to bed at night and being surprised at who joins you. The women are welcome to sleep wherever they wish as long as there are no complaints. No one is required to have sex. A man refuses a woman at his peril.

"Jack, I don't mean to put you on the spot, but you're the only one of us that none of us knows. It is very important to me that all of us be equal, full members of our family. You are also -- for now -- the youngest adult in our family. Feels pretty good, being an adult, doesn't it?" Jack grinned and nodded vigorously.

"I'm inclined to take advantage of some of the benefits inherent in a young man," grinned Martin, "like the incredibly short time it takes to be sexually ready again, all that energy and enthusiasm you have, and the fact that you're not fully grown yet. If you don't mind, I'm going to ask a couple of your new mates to give you a workout tonight, and tell us tomorrow what they think we should do to modify your body." Turning to the women, he asked, "Do you suppose I could find a couple of volunteers to sleep with a very young man tonight?" The women had the grace to blush.

"Jack, there are three men and six women in our family. In a month or so, the twins will be thirteen and available for limited sexual activities, if they want. You will be having sex with all of the women in our family. I advise you to learn as much as you can, as fast as you can, about how to pleasure a woman. The more you can please them, the more they'll want to be with you." Jack nodded understanding. Sandy and Sarah rejoined the group, seating themselves on both sides of a pleasantly surprised Jack.

"Ladies," Martin said to Sandy and Sarah, "a brief summary of the parts you missed. My bedroom is over there. Rob and Jack will be over here and they'll decide whose is which. Women get to choose where and with whom they sleep, upstairs or down, with others or alone. You decide amongst yourselves, amicably. Any or all of you can go to the med tubes right away, or you can delay if you wish. I'm going to ask at least two women to take on young Jack tonight and decide what body modifications are warranted. Jack knows he's better off learning to be the best lover he can.

"Okay, let's get this show on the road. AI, please show full size holograms of all of the concubines, there beyond the end of the couches." The holograms appeared. "Except for Laura and Jack, make them eighteen." The years instantly rolled back. "Beth, you're the den mother. Do you need to look older?"

"Nope," chuckled Beth, "I've got 'em all scared of me already." Everyone laughed.

"Alright. Tell me what you want for body modifications." Beth recited the changes she wanted. The hologram immediately changed to reflect the changes. When she was finished, Martin in turn called on Diane, Sarah and Sandy. Each easily rattled off the improvements she wanted. Then it was Allison's turn.

"Martin," Allison wailed, "I'm so ugly I'm beyond redemption. I think I have every beauty flaw known to... woman. I've got warts on my nose and bunions on my toes." The family began to laugh at Allison's singsong recitation of her supposed flaws. Allison had obviously prepared her speech for just this moment. She herself had to struggle not to laugh before she was done. "My eyes are too close and my jaw is too strong. I've got buckteeth and three chins. My once-red hair is falling out as fast as it's going grey. My boobs are flabby, my areolae are huge, I have nipples bigger than some girls' tits. They're like to get caught in the rolls of flab on my belly. I've got a fat ass and knockknees. I've got cellulite, moles and blemishes all over. My hands and feet are too big. Did I miss anything? There's nothing, not one part of me, that's good. I'm hopeless." Allison now joined the laughter but it was clear that she meant what she had said.

When the laughter wound down, Rob said, "You got the biggest heart I ever seen," his eyes clouding up but smiling. "You're the most loving wife and mother I know. You got determination, persistence, common sense and smarts. I'm so proud to be your man, it makes my heart want to bust. I've been thankful for you since the day we met. I know I'm not much, but I wouldn't have been nothin' without you. I wish I could have told you that every day." Tears ran down Allison's cheeks and her mouth quivered in a smile.

"Allison," said Diane, "if you're already hopeless, then we can't do any harm. Let's all of us women pitch in and see what happens." Allison sadly nodded.

"Starting from the top, then," said Diane brightly. "Copper color hair, thick and healthy, in a page boy cut. Eyebrows the same color. Ears smaller and laid flat on her head. Eyebrows thinner. Eyes farther apart. Farther. That's good. Eyes bright blue. Eyelashes more prominent. Skin everywhere flawless: clear, soft and healthy, without freckles, moles or blemishes. Cheek bones more prominent. Nose narrower. Lips thinner. Mouth narrower. Teeth smaller and whiter. Lower jaw smaller. Chin firm. Neck longer. Breasts B-cup and firm. Areolae smaller, smaller, smaller. Good. Higher on the breasts. Higher. Good. Nipples smaller...."

"May I?" asked Martin. Diane nodded. "I really like big nipples and small areolae. Make the nipples smaller if Allison wants, but not too small, please. While I'm at it, a red head like that ought to prove that it's real. A landing strip, or at least a dab on the mons, please. If Allison will do it, some red arm pit hair would be exotic."

Diane looked to Allison for her reaction. "Diane, I'm grateful for all you've done for us. Don't ask me to comment until maybe at the end. You're doing wonderfully."

Diane giggled and continued. "Nipples as they are, for now. Change her height to five feet five inches. Reduce her weight to one hundred twenty pounds. Take five more pounds off, mainly from her tummy and thighs. Narrow her hips. More. Shorten the distance from the top of her pelvic bone to her hips. Turn her around so we can see her butt. Firm it up. Good. That is one fine ass, Allison. How do the men say it? You'll be able to crack walnuts with that butt. Turn her back. Make her bush the same color as her hair. On her mons only. Make the bush hair shorter and softer. Narrower. Narrower. Good. Show us her armpits. A sparse layer of hair in her pits just like in her crotch. Good. No hair on the legs or around the mouth. Hands smaller. Feet smaller. Make her knees look like Laura's. Calves fuller. Ankles thinner." Diane sighed loudly, with a big grin. "Ta da!!"

"Anyone have anything else?" asked Allison.

"Make the waist narrower," said Beth. "Put a subtle blush in the cheeks. That's it for me."

"Anyone else?" asked Allison. Instead, everyone began to applaud.

"What do YOU think, Mom?" asked a grinning Erin.

"Are you two okay with it?" asked Allison.

"We LOVE it!!" chirped the twins in unison.

"Me, too!!" added Daniel.

Allison just sat and looked at the image through tear-clouded eyes, gently shaking her head in wonder. She looked to Martin. "Do you like it?"

"Allison," smiled Martin, "it's you who has to wear that. I like Allison more each moment. If you wanted to stay as you are now, I'd be okay with it as long as you didn't claim that she's ugly. That image over there is a beautiful woman, but she's very much you. If you'd be proud to look like that, I'd be proud to have you in my life, and in my bed whenever I could seduce you."

"Really?" she croaked as she smiled radiantly, tears flooding down her cheeks. She looked to all the others and found support. "Okay, that will be wonderful."

"Who wants to take her to the med bay?" asked Beth.

"Let's get Rob set and they can go together," said Martin. "Diane and Beth can go at the same time." Turning to Rob more than to the Rob hologram, Martin rattled off, "Age eighteen. Height five foot ten. Weight one hundred seventy. No beard or mustache. Full head of hair that doesn't grow any longer. Restore hair color. Improve strength, stamina and speed. A nice muscle definition that all the girls will like. Eight inch erection. More girth. Full male reproductive enhancements."

"What's that?" asked Allison.

Diane giggled, "His stamina is unbelievable, and then he gets hard again right away. You'll cum so much, you won't be able to squirt!"

"Oh!" squeaked Allison. "I forgot to ask not to squirt anymore!"

"No way," laughed Martin. "I love that. The bed cleans itself immediately anyway. Show the twins that there's nothing wrong with their bodies."

"Okay," Allison blushed.

Turning again to Rob, Martin asked, "Anything else?" A smiling Rob shook his head. "Okay then, off with you, all four, to the med bay. We're having an orgy when you get back."

They departed in a flurry. No one noticed Martin's sub-vocalized additional body modification instructions. Suddenly it was quiet in the living room. They sat in silence for a time. "AI," said Martin, "can you make my bed big enough for nine adults?"

"Acknowledged," responded the AI, and again the room was quiet for a while.

3 Section 42 -- Colony

"Please send a great 'well done' to each and every one of your staff, Commander," said a smiling Governor. "Tell them that they have my complete endorsement. I am very happy that your people have tackled the problems head-on."

"Thank you, Governor," answered Commander Norquist. "Housing for the cube ship passengers will be complete when the Valhalla arrives in orbit. We will closely monitor the work to ensure steady progress."

"I'm sure you will," chuckled the governor. "Now, Major Erskine, what about the training facilities and faculty for all of these new recruits?"

"They haven't even extracted all of the Valhalla's passengers yet," the major responded, "so the numbers are still approximate. There will be a total of thirty-two thousand sponsors. Perhaps twenty-one thousand will be navy sponsors, whom we will train up here on Frik. Approximately six thousand marines and three thousand Fleet Auxiliary personnel, together with their families, will remain here temporarily until the Kilos arrive to move them to their respective training bases. The current schedule has one Kilo arriving the day after the scheduled arrival date of the Valhalla. Three more Kilos are scheduled to arrive two days later. We will do all we can to get the sponsors appropriately transferred as efficiently as possible.

"Kilo transit time is six days to the marine base and four days to the fleet Auxiliary training center. The Kilos will offload, take on new habitat pads and return here until all of the marines and Fleet Auxiliary personnel and their families have been transferred. Nine thousand or so sponsors will mean a total of about seventy-five thousand adults and children hanging out here until they can be transferred."

"If those seventy-five thousand are only going to be here for a few weeks," said Commander Ferris, "you could curtail the housing development and build nine thousand apartment units, stacked up as we knew them on Earth. Would that be faster?"

The governor thought about that for a moment and then turned to Commander Norquist. "I'm going to let you field that one."

"A lot of the navy personnel will be transferred to fleet bases after training here," she said, "so we could probably follow your thinking for thousands more units. On the other hand, the colony is growing. The housing will be needed in the relatively near future. If we build apartment buildings, that's all they are. They can't be expanded like a habitat pod or our living units. I think we're better off building for the future. We can meet the deadlines with our present plans."

Major Erskine added, "More and more ships are being home based here. It won't be long before they designate a fleet number for the ships based here, and the assignment of one or more admirals to lead the fleet. Let's not build too much that won't have longer term utility."

"Does anybody have more to add?" the governor asked as he looked around the table. When no one spoke up, he said, "I'm with Norquist on this one, I think. The concept and design are very good and the project will be a source of pride for us all. I'm sure the units will be permanently occupied before very long at all. Major Erskine, can you continue your report, please?"

"We've spoken of the marines and Fleet Auxiliary personnel. There will be on the order of twenty-one thousand navy personnel arriving on Valhalla. Many of those will end up in staff positions for which we are not presently prepared. These folks will be run through six weeks of basic training and then transferred to their duty stations for further training. For the remaining personnel, we are prepared to train them in all aspects of fleet operations, ship handling and warfare.

"Construction of training facilities is underway and will be completed well before Valhalla arrives. A complete faculty has been assigned to this facility. Faculty members will begin arriving soon, and all faculty will be present and ready on time.

"We will be training in classes of five thousand. A new class will begin every week. We plan to put all of the recruits through basic training first. After basic, some recruits will be transferred and the rest will go on to advanced training here. The program is designed to not overwhelm any part of the facilities. This is not the last cube transport destined for this colony. We will expand the capacity of the naval training facility in the near future."

3 Section 43 -- Godwin interlude

"How did you know we squirt?" asked Emma shyly.

"You were watching your mother intently while she had sex with Kevin," answered Martin. "Instead of being shocked or even surprised when she squirted, you seemed to be validated. You were plainly appalled and frightened when Kevin suddenly forced himself into her butt. I'm sorry that happened, sorry your first exposure to anal sex was like that. I hope you will find that anal sex is wonderful, or at least worthwhile. You'll likely try that many times before you lose your hymen."

"Oh, our hymens are long gone," giggled Erin. "We are still technically virgins because we've never had a man inside us. Let's leave it at that for now."

"Our butts are definitely virgin," added Emma, "but not for long, we hope."

"Had you ever seen people having sex before?" asked Sandy.

"Yeah, just once. Mom helped Dad get rid of his hard-on before we left the unit," said Emma, blushing. "She just bent over the table and told Dad to have at it. We watched him. Mom let us see the results before she cleaned herself up."

"We didn't see him squirt his seed," added Erin. "We want to see that."

"I want to see a girl squirt," chuckled Jack.

"Deal," said Erin. "You show us and we'll show you."

"Erin!!" squeaked Emma, crimson to the tops of her budding breasts. "You just agreed we'd jill in front of all these people?!?" That brought laughter to the rest.

"You want us to be children?" answered a laughing Erin. "We've got stiff competition for stiff cocks, here. We've got six supermodels, six beautiful butterflies, and two caterpillars. You want to stay a virgin?"

"Okay," conceded a still-embarrassed Emma.

"I've heard of women squirting," chuckled Laura, "but I've never seen it. I was a little out of it when Allison squirted on Kevin. I've never known a woman who did that." Sarah and Sandy murmured agreement.

"The rules are a lot different now," said Martin, "than they were before we were picked up. I was a faithful husband. Now I have six -- and soon eight -- women who are more than willing to sleep with me. We'll be having our first orgy later this evening. I will watch -- and be watched -- during sexual activity with the rest of our family. You two," and he hugged the twins to him, "are becoming attractive young women." The girls blushed and demurred. "I was out of high school before I lost my virginity, and I had to pay for that. You two will be mothers before you reach sixteen. There will be, there should be, no secrets, no shame about our bodies and what we do with and for each other. I know that the hormones are coursing through your bodies."

"Maybe we should play 'doctor' while we wait," suggested Sarah. "We don't know how much experience Jack has had, but I bet it isn't a lot. The twins can't touch, or be touched, but they can look and listen. How about some show and tell?"

When there was no objection, Sarah took the lead. She pulled Jack and the twins down to join her as she knelt on the floor. She moved Sandy and Laura to sit beside Martin in the places vacated by the twins. To Jack, Sarah said, "The twins will get a lot out of this. I hope you do, too. I'm going to direct my comments to them but I want you to feel free to jump in with questions or comments. Okay?" Jack nodded.

Sarah spread both Martin's and Sandy's knees. Martin's balls were revealed -- his cock was already standing straight up. Sandy's bald pussy was brought into view. "Men and women have all the same body parts except those related to sex. Even then, there is an analog in a man for almost every part of a woman, and vice versa. Men and women both have nipples and areolae. A woman's breasts are to produce milk. Men have the structures needed to make milk but not the hormones. Women have hair on the face and neck but -- mostly -- not the hormones needed to make the hair grow thick.

"Men have a penis," and she wrapped her hand around his cock and briefly stroked him, "and women have a clitoris." She gently grasped Sandy's clit between two gentle fingers. "The clitoris is protected by a hood," and she pushed back the hood to reveal the clitoris, "and men naturally have excess skin to cover the head, or helmet, of their penis. Martin has been circumcised. The excess skin was removed just after he was born." She turned to Jack and asked, "Can I show them'" Jack blushed but nodded. To the twins she said as she grasped Jack's erection, "Jack has his foreskin intact. See how the skin can be pulled back to reveal the head of his cock?"

"Is one way better than the other?" asked Emma.

"No," answered Sarah, "I think it's a cultural thing. I think the mother leaves it for the father to decide. If the father was circumcised, then the baby probably is also. Logan is circumcised, but Nathan is not."

"The problem with the foreskin," added Sandy, "is that it catches and holds some groady stuff. Jack, if you plan on getting oral sex, and you want that foreskin, be sure to keep it clean underneath."

Jack looked to Martin. "I suppose it wouldn't be any more painful than other body modifications. It isn't useful, and I never thought about it being raunchy. But it gives me the willies to think about having it done."

"It's up to you, Jack," said Martin with a supportive smile. "It really doesn't matter one way or the other. Even bringing it up shows that you're being considerate to your partners. For that matter, keep your entire body clean. With the exception of your eyeballs, there's no part of your body that won't be kissed and licked." Jack blanched at that.

"Let's get back to the lecture," said Sarah. "A woman has ovaries, right about here," and she pointed at spots on both sides of Sandy's abdomen, "that alternate the release of eggs, each producing one egg every other month." She gently hefted Martin's balls. "Men have testicles that produce millions and millions of sperm every day. Testicles are located outside the abdomen because the sperm they produce have to remain cooler than body temperature." She again captured Martin's cock. "This is a multi-purpose tool. Unlike on a woman, there's only one place for all the necessary fluids to come out."

She collected some of the pre-cum that was oozing out. To the twins and Jack, she said, "This is a sexual lubricant. Take some. Feel it. Taste it." They complied while Sarah collected some nectar from Sandy's pussy. "This is the same sort of stuff," she told the youngsters. "Have some."

She pointed to Sandy's urethral opening. "This is where pee comes out of girls." Grasping Martin's cock, she said, "Once again, only one tube. Men usually can't pee when they have an erection. That's the main reason men wake up in the morning with a hard-on. Women don't have that feature and often have to get up in the night to pee. Len used to call it his 'morning wood'."

"Nick called it a 'piss hard'," giggled Sandy.

Turning her attention back to Sandy's pussy, Sarah said, "This is the famous 'Slot B' that fits together with 'Tab A'," and she shook Martin's cock. "For virgins who don't shove a hairbrush handle up themselves," and she looked significantly at the twins, who flinched and blushed, "there's a bit of skin partially blocking the entrance. That's the hymen. It stings when it's broken, so be very gentle." Jack nodded.

"The cock is hard so it can get up the birth canal and release sperm near the cervix, the entrance to the uterus, or the womb, which is about right here."

Next she pointed to the area beneath Martin's balls and said, "There's an organ inside here called the prostate. It makes the thick fluid that's mixed with the sperm and gets shot out when a guy cums. Doctors inspect the prostate with their gloved fingers, to make sure it's healthy. They reach it through the guy's anus. If you press on the prostate just when a guy cums, the orgasm is often much more intense."

Sarah lifted Sandy's leg and pushed it outward. "All of us have an anus. Some women -- and some men -- like to be fucked in the ass. Some like it more -- or more often -- than others do. Some women and some men think that their asses are off limits for sexual play. Some women and some men like to have their sphincter played with but they don't ever want a dick in there. You'll have to find out your lover's individual preference. You guys will have had your cocks supersized, and we thank you for that. But! Be very careful, very gentle when you enter the back door. Let the woman be in charge, at least until you're in as far as she wants. You girls also be careful not to scratch that delicate area with your fingernails. Also, Jack, never, never pull out of an ass and then enter a pussy without a major cleanup first. The woman could get a serious infection."

"The infection would be identified before the woman experienced any symptoms," the AI interjected, "but a trip to the medical bay would be required."

"I guess that's our show for this week. Tune in next week, same time, same station," chuckled Sarah.

Sandy began to applaud. "I think Sarah has done a great job. She deserves a reward, and Jack is going to deliver it. Get up there on that couch, Sarah. Spread your knees. Jack, move in there."

Sarah positioned herself on a couch across from Martin. Jack knelt between her knees, eyes locked on Sarah's glistening pussy. "Usually," Sandy giggled, "you start with the north lips before you get to the south lips. Sarah's thighs are slick with her juices. Mine are, too." Turning to Jack, she asked, "Have you been a carpet munched before?"

"Yes," blushed Jack, "but not with someone this old."

"Bwaaaaa!!!" screeched Sarah. "You think I'm OLD!?!

Realizing his colossal blunder, Jack dove his face into Sarah's crotch and began to lick with a will. The rest erupted in gales of laughter. Even Sarah couldn't hold the scowl on her face for very long.

"You?re old enough to be his teacher," observed Laura. "Almost every school has a beautiful young teacher just out of college. She stars in the fantasies of a lot of young men. Upper class girls won?t go out with freshmen, much less a college graduate. ?Unattainable? was what he meant when he said ?old?."

Jack was already beginning to have an effect on Sarah. While short on finesse, he was long on energy. Sandy was on hands and knees, closely observing his work. She looked over her shoulder at Martin, smiled and wiggled her ass at him in obvious invitation. With a grin, he knelt behind her and gently entered her soaked pussy, repeatedly withdrawing and pushing a little further in. "Ohmygod, ohmygod, YES!!" Sandy hissed. Finally, he felt her ass cheeks against his body. "Oh, you fill me up so good! Pound my pussy, hard and fast. Oh, Jack, you?ll find out. Stick a dick in me and I?m a motor mouth."

Sarah pulled Jack?s face deeper into her crotch as she shuddered through a powerful orgasm. Then she pushed him away gently. "I can't take any more, I'm too sensitive." Jack made to wipe his face on his arm. "Don't!" she said with a twinkle in her eyes. She cupped his jaw in her hands and pulled him to her face. "I like the taste of me," she chuckled as she began to lick around his mouth. When she was done, she kissed him, a gentle but intimate kiss that promised more to come.

She looked him in the eyes, smiling. "There?s three ways to shut my sister up when she?s fucking. If you pull out, she'll growl her disappointment. She'll stop talking if you talk dirty to her, but I mean filthy dirty. The only other way is to put a body part in her mouth.

"You did a good job, but I?m really tender down there right now. Sandy?s been eating me for ten years. She knows how to keep going when I?m so sensitive. Besides, she needs something in her mouth." She kissed Jack again before urging him back. As she maneuvered herself into position right in front of Sandy, she told Jack, "You're next. Don't you dare cum before I get to you. I?m going to lick your balls while your cock is down my throat." Jack shuddered at that thought. Sarah unceremoniously forced Sandy?s face into her crotch. "Eat my dirty twat, baby sister. I want to feel your tongue on my cervix."

"Speaking of cumming," Martin huffed, "the twins are behind you, observing as closely as possible. However, I don?t see either of their right hands." The twins blushed, but their hands stayed out of sight.

"You promised a show for Jack," said Sarah. "You get to see his fountain, and he gets to see yours. Better save your juices for the show." The girls groaned but their hands soon returned to the sofa back. Turning to Jack, she said, "Why don't you reach under and find her nipples. Roll them in your fingers, like this," and she demonstrated with her fingers on her own breast. "Now and again, squeeze the living shit out of one. I mean it. Squeeze and hold on for dear life. Let go after a couple of seconds. You cannot squeeze her nipple hard enough to do any damage. Watch her reaction. After just a bit, do it again, same nip or the other, doesn?t matter. Do both at once if you like the response.

"Pay attention to me, slut. You better get me off before you cum, or you know what happens." As hard as Martin was pounding into her, as intensely as she was lashing Sarah?s cunt, Sandy visibly shuddered at her sister?s threat.

Jack had wasted no time getting hold of Sandy?s tits. He reached in and found his targets, excitement and trepidation all over his face. He briefly rolled both of them in his fingers, as Sarah had instructed. He made his own grimace as he clamped down hard on a nipple.

"GOD DAMN!!" screamed Sandy and her body quaked. Jack pulled his hands away like he had touched a hot stove. "DO THAT AGAIN, JACK," she yodeled.

"Back to work, whore," hissed Sarah, a twinkle in her eyes. Turning to Martin, she made to stab downward with two outstretched fingers. "Hookers don?t get lube, but you can gather some if you feel sorry for her."

Martin reached around to gather some of the moisture streaming from Sandy?s body. Realizing that some pain was wanted, he rubbed the moisture over her sphincter and immediately plunged two fingers deep inside her. Jack chose that very moment to clamp down on both nipples, as hard as he could.

Sandy began to convulse, screaming like someone was being murdered. Martin hung on for dear life. Jack?s hands were batted away as he watched her in wonder. Just as suddenly, Sandy went boneless and flopped forward. Sarah was there to catch her. "I think she liked it," she giggled. "Let?s stretch her out right here until she recovers. Jack?s cock must want to explode by now. The twins have to wait even longer to judge the competition. I?ll bet Jack can get it onto his own chin."

An unconscious Sandy was made comfortable. Martin returned to his seat, drawing Laura onto his lap. Sarah positioned Jack across from Martin and right in front of the twins. As she gently stroked the tops of his thighs, she said, "This has been a lot of excitement for a young man. How close are you to orgasm?"

"I?m pretty close," Jack admitted. "This has been amazing."

Looking up at the girls, she asked, "Do you want to see a fountain, or do you want to see how far it will shoot?"

"Distance!" they cried in unison.

"You'll see why when it's our turn," giggled Emma.

"Okay," chuckled Sarah. Turning to Jack, she said, "Lie back and we'll see how far you can shoot your spunk." She gently wrapped one hand around his throbbing cock and collected his balls in the other. "This is probably your last chance to see this, girls, unless you do it yourselves. In fact, Jack, you've probably already jacked off for the last time. AI, if Jack starts to masturbate, please let me know right away."

"Acknowledged," intoned the AI.

Answering Jack's quizzical expression, she said, "You are the youngest man in our family. I don't want you getting all shy on us. I suspect that in a month the thirteen-year-old girls will be insatiable. One or both of them will always want a roll in the sack with you. We'll make sure they don't monopolize your dick. In the meantime, there are six women in our family. You let it be known that you're horny and one of us will GLADLY handle your problem. Got it?"

Jack nodded, smiling. "I've never had sex in a girl's butt."

"Our lord and master has commanded that we give you a stress test tonight. Have you ever fucked so much, your balls run dry? Have you ever had an orgasm and nothing came out?"

Jack shook his head, eyes like saucers.

Sarah chuckled. "We're going to find out how many times you can cum in one night."

"I get his ass cherry," Sandy said softly, still lying on the floor.

"Welcome back," Martin chuckled. The twins giggled.

Sarah licked the length of Jack's cock like a popsicle. Jack shuddered and hissed. "I've never seen my sister deep throat," whispered Sandy. "I've never seen Sarah and a cock at the same time, ever. Watch, girls." While Sandy talked, Sarah had swirled her tongue around the head of his cock. She took the head into her mouth and immediately withdrew. Two long, slow popsicle licks came next, after which she slowly took half of his length into her mouth. She stayed there and the twins could see that the inside of her mouth was busy.

"It's called a blowjob," Sandy said in a stage whisper, "but that's the only thing you don't do. Well, you never want to let your teeth come in contact with his rod."

Sarah locked her eyes with Jack's. She slowly made three popsicle licks and, still watching Jack intently, took him into her mouth, deeper and deeper. Jack felt the head of his cock hit the back of her throat. Still watching him intently, Sarah slid his cock into her throat.

"Ah, fuuuuck," croaked Jack as he threw his head back. Sarah popped the shaft out of her mouth and aimed it up his abdomen. She had barely had time to get herself out of the way before blast after blast of semen shot up and onto Jack's chest, on his neck, his face, into his hair and beyond on the sofa.

The twins shrieked in delight. When Jack was spent, the girls looked closely, searching for the drops that had travelled furthest. "Aw, he's a piker!" giggled Erin.

Sarah collected a gob on her finger, whiffed it and popped it into her mouth. Sandy did the same. They both collected more and shared with Martin. Martin immediately accepted the gifts without hesitation.

Next they each collected a decent sized sample and handed them to the twins. "I think handing jizz to you is okay," said Sandy. "I'm not sure whether putting my cum-covered finger into your mouth crosses the line or not, and I don't want to find out after the fact that it does."

The twins intently studied their gifts, examining closely, rubbing it between their fingers, smelling, tentatively tasting on the tips of their tongues. Having passed all the tests, the twins popped their fingers into their mouths, getting every last bit. They withdrew their fingers and smiled broadly. "Can we have more, please?" asked a blushing Emma.

Laura had meanwhile licked and sucked every bit from Jack's cock and balls. She was being especially thorough, using her tongue to search behind and under his balls for any hidden morsels. She nibbled her way up his shaft and swirled her tongue around the crown. She pulled back the foreskin and then had to pop the head and retracted foreskin into her mouth, making sure she had missed nothing. Jack being a fifteen-year-old boy, Laura's ministrations had the expected -- and intended --result: he was as hard as a rock again.

Sarah and Sandy each collected another big gob and handed it to a twin. With a flourish, Sarah collected a gob and brought it toward Jack's mouth. Jack recoiled. "That's gay!" he croaked.

"Jack," Sarah said sharply, her finger still extended. "This is life itself. This is a product of your body. It is not waste. It is not gay. It honors you that we will eat your seed. I think you had better be perfectly willing to eat your own spend from your lover's pussy, perfectly willing to share a snowball, wherever it came from. You'd better decide whether you ever want another blowjob from me." That got his attention. He lunged for her finger and made a point of sucking it longer than necessary.

"I'm sorry," said a contrite Jack. "I won't ever do that again."

"Most of us are going to get it up the ass from time to time. It can be painful unless you're gentle. Young men your age have a refined sense of what is and isn't 'gay'. Many of us are going to explore your asshole while you're sawing away in our cunts. It can make for an explosive orgasm. You've proven your manhood. There's a reason some men really like it up the ass. You might investigate why."

The sisters each gave Jack a loving kiss before they set about licking up all of the spend that remained on Jack's chest.

Sarah collected the eyes of Jack and the twins. "Jack made a mistake. Jack got a rebuke. Jack won't make the mistake again. Jack won't get the rebuke again. When an incident is over, it won't be brought up again except as humor. Okay?" The three nodded solemnly.

"Piker, eh?" asked a recovering Jack. "I'm looking forward to being upstaged by two tween girls. Are you ready?" The giggling girls made their way around the sofas.

Jack was prone on the sofa across from Martin. The twins chose the sofa next to Jack's, across from and to the left of Martin's. They lay down with their heads toward the ends of the sofa, their legs a jumble in the middle, and began to arrange themselves.

Martin decided that he wanted a ringside seat. He stood and moved to the next sofa. As he sat down in the middle, he drew Laura onto his lap. Sarah and Sandy moved onto the sofa vacated by Martin. Jack simply sat up on the sofa next to the twins' sofa.

The twins obviously had done this many times before, just not in public. Each one stretched her right leg over her sister's and moved her left leg under her sister's. They brought their butts tightly together. Their pussies and inner thighs glistened with their moisture. They held their heads up until the sofa modified its shape to form pillows. They began to slowly and gently caress their pussies as they explained.

"We learned early on how to masturbate," said Emma. "A lot of girls in our class were about as developed as we are. We talked about menses, the accidents we've had, the cramps we had. We talked about our titties and bemoaned the slow progress of their growth. We talked about the hair between our legs...."

"Mom won't let us shave our pussies until our bushes are filled out," Erin interjected. "She worries that we'll shave it off and never experience a full bush. Oh, well."

"Anyway," Emma continued, "we talked about touching ourselves, how the lubricating moisture comes out, and how wonderful it is to have an orgasm. Some of the others hadn't been able to have an orgasm yet and were frustrated."

"But when we did it," Erin said, "we were lying on our twin beds, rubbing away, and when I started to spasm, this flood came out of me. I screamed. That made Emma cum and she sprayed all over the place, too."

"We were totally ashamed," said Emma. "We thought we'd peed in our beds, a LOT of pee. We knew we couldn't tell our friends. We couldn't tell Mom we'd peed our beds at the same time. We stripped our beds and got the linen into the washer. But Mom found out. We don't both wash our bedding in the middle of the week."

"Mom let us get the sheets into the dryer," Erin continued, "and then she took us by the hands and led us to the living room sofa. She said she could ask questions, but we were probably already ashamed and we didn't need to be. She said she'd say what she thought happened and let us correct her at the end.

"She said she thought we and our friends talked about our bodies and how some of the girls learned to pleasure themselves. She thought we tried it for ourselves, but at the end a whole bunch of fluid came out. We nodded. Then she told us she does that too when she has an orgasm and that it's not pee. She said she didn't usually orgasm when she had sex with Dad, and she was really glad. She said when she needed to masturbate, she sat on the toilet."

"So we felt a lot better," said Emma, "but the mess was still a problem. We couldn't both sit on the toilet at once. I sat in the bathtub once while Erin sat on the pot. We contained the mess, but we didn't like that. We wanted to do it together. We wanted to see it. We couldn't wash our sheets every time."

"We tried laying a beach towel on our beds before we started. That worked better, but it still soaked through. So we learned to squirt on each other," giggled Erin. "We had to make sure our pussies aren't exactly together or the squirts got cancelled out."

By this time, the adults were laughing. Jack wore and expression of glee and embarrassment. The girls had shifted into high gear, their fingers alternately strumming their clits and pumping furiously in and out of their holes. Their other hands were mauling their tits, twisting and pulling nipples, kneading one and then the other. They were sweating profusely. Involuntary squeaks and hisses escaped their mouths. "I'm going to win," hissed Emma, her face pinched in concentration.

Jack did not want to act like a wet blanket but he wanted a good view. He had slipped off his sofa and purposely stayed out of the twins' line of sight. Now he stood behind the sofa and leaned forward slightly. The twins' faces were pinched in concentration and they did not see him. "Beautiful," he said softly.

The twins' eyes flew open. "Jack?!?" they screeched as one. Fountains of liquid sprayed from first one and then the other, the twins screaming like banshees.

Martin was the first to applaud. The others followed, adding cheers and accolades. "I got some in my mouth," smiled Emma.

"I got some on my chin," giggled Erin. "That wasn't exactly a fair contest. We've been practicing. We can't stop it. We can't aim it. But we can make it come out harder."

"You should taste it," said Emma. "Tell us how it compares to normal women."

"You ARE normal," countered Laura. "You just have a talent the rest of us don't share. Don't ever be ashamed or embarrassed. I think it's really cool!"

"AI," said Sarah, "touching their tummies isn't sexual, is it? Can we safely do that?"

"You may," responded the AI.

Sandy was the first to try it. "Not exactly like my girl cum," she allowed, "but then again, no two women taste exactly the same, either." Everybody else had a sample.

The twins languished on the sofa while they recovered. "One time," blushed Erin, "Emma squirted up my nose and made me choke."

"Well," said Martin, "I can think of only one reason you'd have your nose close enough to get choked. Does her lubricant taste the same as the squirt?"

The twins flinched and looked frightened, realizing that Erin had confessed their illicit activities. Erin nodded slightly.

"AI," he continued, "have the girls pleasured each other here on the moon?"

"They have," answered the AI. "This has repeatedly been brought to the attention of the concubine Allison, but she has declined to act. There being no sponsor yet, nothing could be done."

Emma sat up, followed by Erin. "The genie's out of the bottle," she asserted with determination. "Sarah, tell me you haven't jilled here on the moon." Sarah shook her head. "Tell me your fingers are just as good as a man." Again she shook her head. "Tell me that you would willingly go back to just your fingers instead of your eight lovers." Another shake of the head. "Are you ticklish?" Sarah nodded. "Can you tickle yourself?" Sarah smiled and shook her head. "Would you rather finger yourself, or have Sandy do it?"

"I see your point," sighed Sarah.

"Tell me we shouldn't lick each other. Tell me we shouldn't even jill each other for nineteen more days, when we will miraculously be grown enough for all sex acts except fucking."

There was silence in the room. "Exceptions to the thirteen-year-old rule have been made in the past," intoned the AI. "If the sponsor requested an exemption in the cases of Emma and Erin, it would be granted. Emma and Erin would be deemed thirteen-year-olds. No such exemption would be granted for their fourteenth birthday."

Both girls squealed their joy, jumping up and down excitedly. "Calm down, calm down," said Martin. "We'll wait until the entire family is together so we can all vote. A single 'no' vote will carry the question. Do you understand?" The still-excited girls nodded emphatically.

Both girls turned to Jack. "You're going to have to cum eight more times tonight," crooned Erin. "Every one of us gets a load of your sperm. Emma and I need to decide who loses her anal cherry and who gets her first blowjob."

After a while, the twins settled down and calm was restored to the room. They all sat down to wait for Diane and the rest to return from the med bay. Martin again pulled Laura onto his lap. This time, he had her legs outside his own, her knees widely spread and her pussy exposed. She began to rub her pussy.

"What are you doing?" asked Martin.

"Aren't you going to fuck me now?" she asked.

"Well, I hadn't planned on it," he answered. "Even if I did, I'd make sure you were more than ready before we began."

"Oh," she said, sounding dejected. "Kevin never did that. Kevin never made love to me. Kevin fucked me. Kevin fucked me any time he wanted, any way he wanted, anywhere he wanted. Kevin fucked me several times a day. If I wanted moisture, I had to get it myself, and fast. He didn't care if he choked me with his cock. Once I barfed on him. I thought he was going to kill me. Sometimes he'd wake up in the night, grab a handful of my hair and drag me into his crotch. Sometimes he'd just roll onto me and stick his dick into the first hole it found.

"It was my fault I got pregnant," she said softly. Tears now ran freely down her cheeks. "He didn't want a baby. He said I look hideous, fat and distorted and ugly. My belly was swollen, my tits sagged and my nipples got bigger and darker. He wouldn't even fuck me in the front. He always did it doggy style, either hole he felt like right then."

The rest of the group realized what Laura was saying and had become very attentive.

"You fucked me when you chose me. You turned me so you didn't have to face me. I thought that's just how men are. I'm desperate to have the baby so I can get my shape back. I hope you'll look at me when you fuck me."

"First of all," Martin said softly, "I'm not going to make love to you unless you ask me to. I'm not going to fuck you unless you TELL me to. I'm not going to enter you until I have helped make you more than ready."

He gently caressed her distended belly. "I told you, this is MY son. I will love him as much as I would if I had made him myself. I will love Daniel, I will love Logan and Lilly, I will love Nathan and Morgan, and I will be their dad. I don't think it has registered with Jack," he chuckled, "but he already has five children and number six is right here in front of us." Jack was poleaxed. The rest of them laughed. Even Laura chuckled.

"I don't know," Martin continued. "I may have a warped sense of beauty. I think bearing children and helping them grow up happy, proud and successful is the greatest good that can be done. If making children is so good, then how can the vessel of their development be anything but beautiful?

"Listen carefully, Laura: beginning about six months from now, and for the foreseeable future, more than one of you will be big pregnant. If you are ashamed now of your look, then so should they be ashamed when they get big. That's not right, Laura, and you know it. I will not have Kevin damaging our family. Every child is a miracle. Every child in our family is wanted and loved.

"I love your form. I love all the signs that my son is getting ready to be born. I love all the signs that your body is preparing to feed him, to make him healthy and strong. I hope you feel proud and excited that you're growing a baby -- my baby -- inside you. I hope you'll come to love strutting around, watching all the envious eyes on you.

"The reason I put you with your back to me before was so that Beth could also lick you and give you an explosive orgasm. I think we were successful. The reason I put you with your back to me now is so that I can ask your permission for us to touch you. I wanted the rest of us to be able to feel our baby, if it feels like making its presence known just now, and if you will permit. This baby belongs to them, too. Diane is this baby's mother, and Allison and all the rest."

"I guess it's alright for all of you to touch me," said Laura.

Sarah and Sandy were first. They sat on the floor and caressed Laura's tummy. "I felt him kick," squealed Sandy.

"Come here, Jack," said Martin. Jack sat beside Sarah. "This is what you do to a woman when you put a baby in her. This is a wonderful thing, but it is a great burden to the mother. It's tiring to carry the extra weight. It strains muscles in her back and elsewhere. It changes her center of balance. It makes it hard to pee. It makes her have to pee dozens of times a day -- and night. She has a cocktail of hormones coursing through her body because the baby needs them. The hormones make her in turns horny and frigid, weepy and outraged, and lots of other emotions, none of which she can control. It's really hard being pregnant, and it gets harder and harder as the delivery date approaches."

Jack withdrew and the twins approached, one sitting on each side of Sarah.

"Laura, I want to have you be an exemplar for our family. I want you to show all of us how we treat our mate when she's pregnant.

"I think sex is mostly a burden for a pregnant woman, except when she's crazy horny of course. So I positioned you like this for another reason. You're facing the room with your knees spread and your pussy exposed. Your pussy is off limits. See that pussy over there?" and he pointed between Sarah's legs. "That's my pussy. And Sandy's pussy? That's my pussy. This one between your legs? While you're pregnant and a new mother, this is YOUR pussy, to share or withhold as only you decide.

"You can kiss and cuddle all you want without worrying about sex, unless you say you want sex or unless you put me inside you. The same goes for all the rest of us, man or woman, standing, sitting or lying down. You can climb into any lap, climb into any bed, kiss as passionately as you want, draw a hand or a mouth to your breast without fear that you've started something you'd rather stop."

"That's a wonderful way to do it," Sarah said. "You could go a little further and promise not to touch her without permission. You can offer a hug, or a kiss, but she has to accept. You can invite her onto your lap or into your bed, but she has to accept."

"Laura, how does that sound to you? It's not that we would be treating you special. It's just that you're first of eight women to be this far along and we are setting the path for the future pregnancies right now."

"Can I touch someone even when I don't want to be touched?" Laura asked.

"Absolutely," answered Martin. "I have another issue that I need to know how you feel about. After your baby is born, you'll still be tired while you recover."

"Recovery is immediate and complete," interjected the AI. "Full strength and vigor are completely restored."

"Well," allowed Martin, "maybe that changes my idea. You decide. I was thinking that both you and Diane would benefit if Diane's milk came in when yours did. You could share nursing duties with her. It would give her more experience in advance of her own pregnancy and birth. There might even be enough left over that you or Diane would share with us. Would you let any of us adults suckle? Would you like to share that duty?"

"Wow," said Laura, "I don't know what to think about that. This is my first baby. I thought Kevin wouldn't want to suckle. He might even have objected to the baby breast-feeding. Sarah, Sandy, can you help me out here?"

"It'll be different," answered Sandy, "if your health is completely restored. I would have loved a wet nurse. Even with all your energy restored, getting up three or four times every night is hard."

"I think it would help you," said Sarah, "and it would help Diane. Producing milk isn't simply turning on the tap. You need the hormones to be able to lactate. Those hormones do more than make you able to produce milk. You feel different all day and night when you're lactating. When the baby latches onto your breast and starts the flow of milk, it feels really good. It's so good, it's almost sexual. But it's also a powerful bonding agent. Diane would feel more and more love and affection for the baby. It would turn on her maternal instincts right away."

"It is her son, I guess," added Jack. "I'm not the only one who will be shocked at instant parenthood." That brought chuckles.

"So, you're okay with Diane sharing the feeding duties with you?" asked Martin.

"I'd like the help at first," said Laura. "It's another way for Diane and me to get closer. It's another way for us to bond as a family. If later she wants to stop, or I want her to stop, that can happen."

"It takes about three or four days for the milk to dry up," said Sandy. "It's uncomfortable during that time -- your breasts are full of milk."

"Lactation can be ceased immediately and without discomfort," interjected the AI.

"That's even better," said Martin. "What remains is whether to ask her, or tell her beforehand, or just let the milk come in. I understand that there is an intense feeling when the first milk comes in."

"There is a strong sensation when the milk comes," said Sarah. "I hate to have to mention it, but you're the boss here. You don't need anyone's permission. Well, you've given away the rights to a pregnant woman's body, but the rest is yours to do as you choose."

"I'll bet she's already worrying about her body when she gets pregnant," said Sandy. "She's future-tripping that issue, and it can't be pleasant. We tell Laura that she's beautiful, but in her head she thinks we're full of shit." Laura blushed and looked downward. The others chuckled. "Do you want her to worry about lactating before it begins?"

"Well, I've ordered her prepared to lactate if I want. Beth is going to be able to lactate if necessary. I think I'll let the days play out for a while before making that decision.

"On a similar note, I would like you, Laura, if you can, to make your body available for examination by Diane, Jack and the twins. Rob, too, if he wants, but he's been through this twice before. I would like them to be able to feel your tummy, to push on it a bit, find the contours and the boundaries of your tummy, to feel the baby kick, to feel your breasts and find out how they've changed over your pregnancy. I'd like you to tell them the good parts of being pregnant, and the bad parts. Be truthful and don't hold back. I'd like them to be able to ask all the questions they want. I'd like a mother to be with you when you do that. Sarah, Sandy, Beth or Allison. You guys decide which of you should help out. Okay?"

"That's a really good idea," Laura said. "I'll do it tomorrow."

"I'm really glad you've been taking notes so we don't forget to share with the rest of our family when they return. Jack, how about we go and get our sons put to bed? AI, if either of the boys wants pajamas, please make them and ask one of the ladies to bring them up."

"Acknowledged," intoned the AI.