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Tommy was at in the swamp when the bug bit him.
	He'd been pretending to be a superspy, cracking into Nemesis' HQ. He
had been thinking about the imaginary female spy he seduced with his
brilliance, and failed to pay attention to a large unusual insect. 
Lying on a log he had to sneak over, the thing reacted sharply when he
brushed against it.
	It was a booby trap! They knew he was coming, he knew enough to flee.
 Imagined the hundreds of enemies pursuing him, he nursed his injured
arm all the way to the house. He stepped through the screen door,
seeing his mother in the kitchen. She was young looking, no older than
32. He'd been a high school pregnancy, but Dad had done his best to
look after them. Until the accident last year, that is.
	"Hi Mom," he announced. She spotted him cradling the arm, shooting a
worried glance his way. Saturdays, she wasn't working. She watched
over him much more closely when she was home. Today being Saturday,
she fairly fawned over the injury.
	  "What did you do?" she asked, quickly rushing to check him.
	  "Oh it's nothing. A bug bit me." She held him and examined the
damage
  anyway. She kissed his forehead.
	  "Where did this happen?"
	  "Out in the woods, close to the swamp. It'll be okay, really."
	  "I thought I told you to stay away from the old chemical dump."
	  "Aw mom. It's just a little bite, it'll heal."
	  "Just the same, I should spank you. You're just a little old for
that now, twelve year olds are difficult for me without your father."
A tear formed at the corner of her eye.
	  "I miss Dad too. I love you Mom."
	  "Yes, I know," she wiped her eyes. "I'm going out tonight Tommy.
That nice young lady, Lisa, will be sitting you tonight."
	  "Aw, I don't need a sitter. You just said I'm getting older. Really
Mom!" Not that he really minded Lisa. She was always a thrill, a real
looker in his opinion. Still, he could put one of his carefully
husbanded video tapes on if he had the opportunity.
	  "I can't take any chances, young man. She'll be here by six. You
had better behave too." She tossled his hair and returned to the chore
he interrupted.
	  Play acting spy completely forgotten, he wandered up to his room.
Closing the door, he pulled out the cache of magazines he concealed
from his mother. He wondered if Mom was anything like the woman in
these books. He knew Lisa just had to be.
	  After a satisfying period of reading, he realized it was almost
time for Lisa to arrive. He didn't want to miss seeing her, even if it
meant having her boss him around. He stepped into the bathroom to
straighten himself up before she got there. His eyes flashed back at
him in the mirror with a low red glow. A trick of the light probably.
He concentrated on recalling an image of Lisa.
	Lisa was just starting college this fall. She was as pretty as the
women in his reading collection. Long smooth legs giving her almost
5'8" of height, a soft round chest, and an attractive face to die for.
It was almost the perfect oval shape, brown eyes, chiseled nose and
her mouth arranged better than anyone else he'd ever seen. Her lips
were sensuous, almost always in an anxious tasty pout. Her lovely dark
hair was soft to the touch whenever he'd had the chance.
	"Tommy!" came his mother's voice. He scrambled down the stairs.  His
mother stood at the front door with Lisa. Mom was looking nice too,
hair in a French Braid, short skirt showing her legs to good effect.
And a low cut blouse showing more of her tits than he'd realized Mom
had.
	Tommy gulped, then looked at Lisa. Mom and Lisa were chatting,
settling accounts in advance. Lisa was wearing jeans, hiding the
beautiful legs he admired so often. But her chest was in a revealing
light blue halter, nipples almost showing through, and a cleavage that
left him with a lump in his throat. Her black hair, rolled in a curve
just over her shoulders, bouncing with her bobbing head as she agreed
with Mom.
	"I'll be back late Tommy. Mr. Brucci is taking me to a movie after
dinner." She waved. Tommy stared at his own mother's tight tush as she
wagged it going down the walk. He hadn't noticed how nicely shaped Mom
was before. She must want to do something with Mr. Brucci tonight.
"Okay Tommy. I'm going to watch TV for a while, do you need anything?"
Lisa's sweet tones were musical to Tommy.
	"Uh, no," he locked his eyes on her big browns. He tried to use his
regular excuse to hang around her. He didn't want to just slip back
upstairs with his favorite daydream here. "It would be nice if  we
could do something though, like maybe a quick card game?"
	Lisa glazed over for a moment, her face suddenly blank. Then she
smiled and nodded.
	"Yes, a card game would be nice wouldn't it? Let's get the cards."
She walked over to the cabinet where Mom kept the cards.
	 Huh?, this was strange. The request was almost a ritual, he'd ask,
she smiles and says no. She usually told him to go do kid stuff until
Mom came home. The smile almost always made him melt, injured by 
rejection. But this time she said yes...
	Surprised, perhaps even stunned by her willingness, Tommy squatted
down in the living room. The rug there was soft, and great for playing
cards. Besides, if he could figure out a way to get her to neck, it
was pretty nice to lay down on too.
	Lisa came back, deck of cards in hand. She didn't seem too disturbed
by the slight change in her plans.
	She crossed her legs as she sat, her full breasts bobbing in their
halter as she moved. She seemed oblivious to the effect her movements
had on Tommy. Every little twitch those nodding melons made caused
another twitch in his groin.
	"Are you all right?" Lisa's concern was genuine. She knew how rough
being sick was on kids with their parents out. Tommy's crush on her
didn't bother her, but if he got ill she knew the evening would be
pretty rough.
	"I'm fine," he quickly responded, striving not to stare at her tits. 
He wanted her to think of him as manly, not sickly. He sat up a bit
straighter, puffing out his chest a bit.
	 Lisa dealt cards, and they began to play rummy. Tommy had an odd
feeling. Every time he caught her eyes, she did something resembling a
double take. He was at a loss as to why. It was rather bizarre she
agreed to play so quickly. Blinking, he remembered his eyes flashing
red in the mirror.
	He decided to perform an experiment, to see if his suggestion carried
more weight with her when she was looking straight at him...
	 "You really should discard the ace of spades," he suggested the next
time she looked directly at him. He knew she had the card, she seemed
to know he wanted it. A slight blank look was followed by a light nod.
	 The next card she dropped was the requested spade. Tommy's jaw
dropped as he picked it up, making a winning meld. She looked somewhat
disgusted, displeased she'd dropped the hand so foolishly.
	"Um," he caught her eyes again. He struggled for a way to take
advantage of this odd behavior. He felt he could almost see the red
glow reflected in her pupils, "how about we play strip rummy?"  She
shook off the enticing pull. Then she looked at the cards.
	 "I think we should stick with regular rummy. My boyfriend wouldn't
like it. Your Mother wouldn't approve." She couldn't understand why
the suggestion was so intriguing. She really didn't think it was a
good idea to feed his obsession of her.
	He again drew her eyes to his own...
	 "You really want to look more deeply at my eyes," he whispered,
audible enough she would hear him, but not loud. He tried to sound
like that guy in the Dracula flick, the one with seductive hypnotic
powers. He figured seduction needed a deeper voice.
	"I, yes. Your eyes are very deep..." She had blanked over. She was
lost in the hazy red pools she saw.
	He was amazed. He remembered reading about hypnosis. Suddenly he
could do it to Lisa. She put up only the mildest resistance. What had
the restrictions he'd read about this been? Who cared, as long as he
could control Lisa now. He really wanted to get her out of those
clothes.
	"When you look away again, you will forget your boyfriend."
	 "I'll forget Roger, yes." She nodded without taking her eyes off 
him.
	 He grinned, internally knowing she was really under some kind of
spell. A spell he cast in some mysterious manner. How was beyond his
understanding, but he wasn't going to through away a perfect
opportunity...
	"You needn't worry about Mother. She'd be happy to know you like me."
	"Yes. Happy." Lisa was entranced, her normally sweet voice somehow
without any fire to it now.
	"You'd like to play strip rummy with me." 
	 "I'd... no, no, it's wrong!... I would like..." she tried to shake
her head, but remained locked on his eyes.
	 "You'd like to play strip rummy with me," he reiterated.
	 "I'd like to play strip rummy with you," she conceded, seemingly
surprised at her own reluctance a moment earlier.
	 "When I look away, you'll still do as I say, won't you?"
	 "Yes." Her eyes remained blank, transfixed upon him.
	He glanced away, giving her a moment to catch her self awareness
again. She snapped to pretty fast, and picked up the cards as though
this was entirely her own idea.
	 "Okay, here's the way it'll work," she said smiling, "every won hand
 is one piece of clothing, right?"
	 "Sounds good to me." Tommy just grinned, knowing he was about to see
wonders about Lisa he'd only dreamed of before. He wondered about
those nipples poking the fabric of her halter. He longed to just strip
her down, but it seemed better this way.
	"You deal," she said.
	 Soon the first hand fell to Tommy. Lisa, without hesitation, pulled
off a shoe. The second hand was Lisa's, he lost a shoe. Next was his,
then another. Soon she was down to her halter and jeans. Only in his
pants remained for Tommy.
	As the next hand fell to him, Lisa blushed. Considering what to
remove, she decided the jeans were next. She stood up. Tucking her
thumbs in the waist of the jeans, she pulled them out a bit and
unbuttoned them. Then she undid the zipper, sliding the tongue down
slowly, watching Tommy's reaction.
	She pulled out one incredible long leg at a time, showing the sleek
muscles she'd developed running, displaying the sweet curves her of
her calves to great effect. Tommy's eyes followed the luscious form up
to the pink panties, wisps of curly hairs peeking out the edges. 
"Like my legs?" She asked.
	 He nodded. He reached out to touch the legs, but she slapped him
away.
	 "Hey, this is a looking game, not a touching game."
	 Pouting, he sulked a moment, then realized he controlled the rules. 
He could change them anytime he wanted. He decided to wait, those
bound up breasts were just one hand of Rummy away. He enjoyed the slow
method of getting her down to her bare skin.
	"You deal," he said.
	 He lost this time, shedding his pants, leaving only white underwear.
He felt a little embarrassed since he didn't know what girls liked to
see, but he was determined to continue.
	The next hand was his. Paradise would soon be revealed, those
bounding  boobs were to come out of the suggestive halter at last.
	 Lisa stood again, turning her back to him, peering over one
shoulder.  She was very slow in finding the bow knots for the bottom
of the halter. Then with one hand holding the cloth still in place,
she undid the bow knot behind her neck.
	She turned, arms holding the covering in place. She grinned and
pulled it away.
	"Wheee!" she squealed with the sudden release of her well rounded
tits. She was wildly enjoying stripping, his suggestion settling into
her as her own idea.
	Tommy couldn't help but stare now. This was as close as he'd ever
been to real live naked tits before. The knobby little nipples were
erect from the sudden chill and the flesh was rolling a little with
Lisa's  movements. She shook them a bit, just to watch his attempt to
follow the motion.
	"Take off your panties too," he said.
	 "Oh no, the game's not over yet," she replied.
	 "Yes it is. Take them off."
	 "I, no, I..." She turned around again, struggling with herself. His
control settled in place and she responded as commanded.
	 Again she hooked thumbs in the waistband, and this time carefully
slid panties down her legs. Her round bottom was exposed, showing
itself in a heart like shape as she bent down. A handful of the curly
hairs from her groin were visible at the slight crack in her legs
while she was bent over.
	"Wouldn't you like me to help you get off?"
	 "No. I think I should get dressed again and watch the News." Tommy
thought how silly it had been to let her make any decisions. He should
know better. How was he going to take her?
	He thought of all those letters in his magazines upstairs. What did
the women say they liked? Maybe she could fill in the right feelings
if he only just got her hot...
	"You feel pretty horny. You need to get off, don't you?" Lisa began
to sway a bit. Her eye hazed over a little. Differently this time
though, as if the distraction came from within, rather than from him.
	 "Ohhh," she muttered... "aaaah, ahhhh."
	"You really want me to touch you, ask me to touch you."
	 "Oh Tommy. I can't do that, I,..." she shuddered with her own
internal heat. Her eyes closed, she tucked her chin against her right
shoulder. "Tommy, you better help me. I need you to touch me."
	Tommy grinned. He reached forward for the slightly sweaty girl flesh
before him. His hand touched the previously forbidden breasts,
bringing a sudden jolt to the sitter before him. She opened her eyes
real wide, then closed them as she leaned forward into his palm.  He
could feel the erect flesh, imagining it vibrating against his hand.
In wonder and awe he worshiped the two breasts with his hands and
lips, never having the chance to touch real tits before. He stroked
the soft pillowy mounds with great awe, to touch a real girl's tits.
It boggled his teenage mind.
	Lisa shuddered with each caress. The contact was electric, every
touch a spark of arousal. Her body was becoming glossy from her sweat.
He stopped, certain he'd just wet the floor if he kept at it any
longer.  "You will now go down on me. Take my prick in your mouth."
He'd read about this in the magazines he had hidden. Now he was going
to feel  the touch of her lips. He shook with nervous anticipation.
	"I don't want that in my mouth, Tommy." She remained resistant to his
commands. He was struck deeply. Why wasn't she doing as ordered?  He
vaguely remembered something about people not doing things under
hypnosis they wouldn't do conscious. He tried to think of a way around
it. Slowly, an idea came to him.
	He remembered spending one evening day dreaming of her blowing him
after watching her suck on a popsicle. She had sucked it in and out,
teasing the ice treat with her tongue. He might have the solution to
get her to go down.
	"Kneel before me." She dropped to her knees, he stood, only above her
now because she knelt. He held his prick and directed her attention to
it, "you see a popsicle, juicy sweet popsicle, it's your favorite
flavor. You want to suck the popsicle, reach out and hold it, it's not
cold to your hands."
	Lisa brought both hands up to his cock. They wrapped around him,
tightly, too tightly.
	 "Ah, you need to hold this popsicle gently," he worked in, "you can
get more juice from it if you lightly squeeze up and down the
popsicle."
	"Oh my." Lisa appeared fascinated with her tasty looking treat.
	 "Now for fun, we'll call this popsicle my prick, got it? But you
know it's really a popsicle."
	"I'm holding your prick."
	 "Would you like to suck my prick?"
	 "Very much, I like cold juicy pricks." She slipped her lips over the
tip of his cock, slowly sucking him into her mouth. Heavenly, was the
first thought in his mind. She slurped.
	She worked her tongue around the head of his cock, the same way she
licked the popsicle. Her lips, a soft pink-red, puckered over the tip
again and again.
	He began to work in and out of her mouth, harder as she licked the
cock he'd convinced her to suck. Suddenly, he could feel his heat
rise, the pull of her mouth was too much.
	"Ah!" he grunted out. "Oh yes!"
	The orgasm pulsed from his groin to the tip of his cock. He felt a
flow of semen push into the girl before him. She swallowed, juicy
liquid refreshing her with an imaginary ice flavor she alone knew. She
continued to suck.
	"You can stop sucking my prick now."
	 "But it tastes so good," she said, licking again. The continued
contact brought out additional stiffness he didn't expect. Usually
when he played with himself while looking at the magazines, his prick
went limp and stayed that way.
	"You can lick it for another moment or two. Then you will get real
hot for me to enter you."
	"Oh, I don't...., yes, it would be real nice to have you inside me," 
she acknowledged. Her tongue continued to wash his cock clean,
catching every drop she believed she'd missed.
	"Lie down for me," he said, "Show me how you masturbate."
	She stretched out on the rug, looking enticingly at him. He could
feel his own desire rising again within. He knelt beside her, watching
her fingers, work into her cunt. One hand was playing with a nipple,
pinching and pulling, rolling the darker pink flesh. She tried to lick
her own nipple, successfully, sucking it into her own mouth.
	"Ohhh yes," she mumbled a moment later, allowing her head to toss to
the side then back again.
	He moved between her widely spread thighs, and worked himself above
her. She continued to masturbate, playing with the red swollen lips as
furiously as possible. Her hips began to roll, swaying with the lust
she apparently felt.
	"Help me inside you Lisa." He tried to pose his cock at her outer
lips, but had no idea where the actual opening was. Lisa reached for
his prick, and guided him into the snatch she offered up now.
	He plunged into the soft hole. The tight moistness was exhilarating. 
He would probably come immediately if he hadn't only just come in her
mouth. She worked up a heaving rhythm against him, bucking so quickly
he found it difficult to stay in her.
	"Oh god, Tommy, I feel so fucking hot. Fuck me, Tommy, Fuck me."
	But he did. Her twat, by now very wet, fit around him nicely. He
pumped in unison with her motions. Her movements becoming more and
more frantic.
	"Ahh, Ahh, yes, yes, yes!" she squealed. Her orgasm came quickly. She
slammed her fists against the floor with pleasure and release. He
could no longer contain himself, the pumping motion she made was
easing back, settling back from the pleasure. But his heat flooded his
body now.
	His groin clenched tightly, pumping seed deep within the babysitter.
The pulse was strong, almost a cramping of the muscles as the semen
poured through his cock into her body.  He collapsed atop the helpless
girl, unable to hold himself up any longer. She panted, he gasped from
the exercise, he almost didn't hear the click at the front door.
	A quick glance at the clock showed it wasn't even 8:00 yet. What was
Mom doing home now! He knew Mom would be really angry when she saw the
two of them.
	"I may be horny, but that goddamn octopus can go hang!" came a ragged
and angry snarl from the front hall.
	Tommy scrambled to get his clothes, Lisa still lay supine, arm across
her eyes. She hadn't heard a thing. He grabbed for his clothes
quickly, but not in time...
	"Tommy! Lisa!" screamed his mother. "Young man, there had better be
an  explanation for all this..." Her face was clenched into a look of
outrage. She was obviously not  pleased. Her eyes burned with anger
beyond whatever indignities her date had levied upon her.
	"You slut!" this directed at Lisa. "I thought I could trust you with
my boy. He is only a boy! You shouldn't do this with him. And you, you
little fool.... Sex is a powerful emotional act, something you would
be best wait... "
	 Then she met his eyes. 
	 "...ing for... until you..." Her voice faded away. Her face went
blank, the same response Lisa had had. A long pause occurred.
	At last he realized he could control his mother as well as he had
controlled the babysitter. She was entranced.
	"Mom," he said, with trepidation. Lisa was one thing. Turning her
into a sex toy was just living out a fantasy he was familiar with. Mom
 though, she was in charge of his whole life. He wasn't sure this
would work on her. But damn, after seeing her decked out tonight, so
pretty.
	  "Yes Tommy," came the flat response.
	  "You really want to love me, don't you?"
	  "Yes Tommy."
	  Lisa had looked up, somewhat surprised. She was concerned how
Tommy's
mother responded to her temporary ward. It wasn't quite natural. She 
knew Tommy had taken his mother over. Lisa pondered a moment then
decided she couldn't have Tommy's mother telling people she'd screwed
a kid. She now hoped Tommy would succeed.
	"You want to have sex badly don't you, a lot recently?"
	"Yes Tommy, it isn't the same since your father passed away." Her
voice droned, almost asleep.
	"You want it to stay in the family. You want me to make love to you
now."
	"No Tommy, no. It's not right for a mother to do that with her son, 
no." Her head tried to shake as she spoke. Her eyes remained locked on
Tommy's though.
	"You want it to stay in the family. You want me to make love to you
now." The tone in his voice became more commanding. Her pupils
dilated. She began to nod.
	"Yes. I want you Tommy. I want your touch."
	 "Good idea Mom. It'll be entirely your idea when you think about
what we do. When you snap out of it, you'll feel very horny. Lisa's
here, but you don't really care, do you?"
	"No. Lisa seems to be your lover. I don't mind that she's here," she
droned.
	"Good," he walked over to her. Cautiously, without taking his eyes
off hers, he felt his mother's breasts through the fabric of her
blouse. The nipples rose, hardening under his hand. "My touch will be
very arousing, you'll want more of it as we get going."
	"Oh," she moaned, eyes remaining locked to his.
	"You'll do whatever I command you. Even when I'm not looking in your
eyes, understand?"
	"Yes," her body swayed, anxious for contact with her son's hands as
they took liberties with her private parts. Her breath was becoming 
more regular, a rhythm of desire and arousal growing in her. He looked
away from Mom's eyes. They rolled up, eyelids fluttering in response
to the sexual fires growing inside of her. He started to part the
blouse, opening to allow himself a better view of her lovely white
breasts.
	His mother gasped as he touched the exposed skin. He unsnapped the
front snap of the bra she'd worn, an interestingly sloped article
angling down from the shoulders. Her breasts fell free, their weight
forcing an ever so slight sag.
	He suckled at the erect nipples. He felt Mom pull his head closer,
she was lost in her sensations. A thunk sound signalled her purse
hitting the floor.
	Behind him, Lisa stood up gracefully, uncertain whether to leave or
stay to watch Tommy and his mother. Tommy heard the motion and pulled
back.
	"Lisa, come over here. Help me undress Mom. You will join us."
	Having her mind made up for her, she moved swiftly to his side. She
began to undo the skirt his mother was wearing. Mom's eyes opened in
surprise, but quickly hazed over again as he touched her breasts
again.
	Tommy eased his mother's blouse over her shoulders, allowing it to
drop. Carefully, having never really handled a bra before, he eased
the undergarment off too. His mother stood, anxious for attention,
with no more than her heels, stockings, and panties remaining to cover
her. He shook a little as he pulled closer to Mom. His lips met hers,
the soft plush moistness felt wonderful. She responded, slipping her
tongue past his lips and teeth. He discovered the pleasant joy of 
locking his tongue in combat with hers.
	He drew back.  "Come," he said, taking the sitter and his mother by
the hand. He led them into the middle of the room. "Lie down, let's
get comfortable."
	"Good idea," Mom answered. 
	 His prick, entertained so well already by Lisa, had risen to its
stiff form again. He sat astride Mom's lower abdomen and began to feel
her creamy breasts, rubbing his prick in between. Tommy slid his prick
between his mother's tits, lubricated now with the sweat of her
arousal. Mom's face tilted forward, tongue licking at the tip of his
cock whenever it slid far enough towards her lips to catch. The
contact from her pink tongue shot jolts of sexual  pleasure through
his groin.
	Tommy felt the clenching of his muscles. He started to come. His
mother tried to catch his jism in her mouth, but some of it splattered
over her chin. Tommy grunted again, and started rubbing Mom's nipples.
 His mother rolled at his touch. Lisa, kneeling to the side, looked 
confused. She watched, uncertain what to do.
	"Why don't you lick Mom clean, Lisa," he directed.
	Lisa hesitated. Then she bent down and started to clean Tommy's
mother off with her tongue.
	"You like Mom a lot, Lisa. You think making out with her would be
cool. Mom, you want Lisa to join in the fun. You'll do whatever you
can to help get her off."
	Mom started to respond to the administrations Lisa provided. She
pulled Lisa's oval face with it's perfect pink-red lips to her own.
The two women smeared the remaining semen between them, tasting each
other's heated lust.
	Tommy, feeling spent, pulled back to watch. He sat up on the couch. 
	Mom worked herself out of the panties she'd worn. Then she rolled to
her side, pulling Lisa down beside her. Lisa allowed herself to be
pulled into Mom's arms, her full breasts rubbing against the pair Mom
displayed so well.
	The two women started to grind against each other's legs and groin.
They had become a rolling mass of writhing women. The rhythm picked up
as they began to pinch and pull at each other's nipples.  "Oh yes..."
the moaning was impossible to assign to either of them. Then Mom began
to come, and it was apparent finally who it was that screamed. She
shook her head about wildly, gritting her teeth with the pleasure of
orgasm.
	The babysitter was suddenly overcome by orgasmic pleasure as well,
thrashing about recklessly, the girl's loose hair seemed to be
everywhere.
	They pulled into each other, holding tight after the sexual fury.
Both coming down together, in each other's arms.
	Tommy was pleased with his new ability. He'd never need to masturbate
again with Mom here to service his needs. He grinned. Lisa would be
visiting a lot more often too.
	   Tommy awoke from the couch and rubbed his eyes, the first thing he
noticed was mom and Lisa still in the middle of the room where he had
left them. It wasn't a dream...both women were fully naked and tightly
wrapped in each other sleeping in a peaceful embrace. The last thing
Tommy remembered was telling Lisa to help Mom get off and had curled
up on the couch to watch the run, he must have fallen asleep and so
did they. it was time to do the chores.  Tommy went over to his
clothes where he an Lisa had played Strip Rummy, but Tommy stopped, It
was a warm morning, He and his mom lived on the small Farm his father
had left them when he died. There were quite rural, and it was not yet
light, no one was around, and he had never been outside without any
clothes on before. It was Friday and the school bus didn't arrive for
another three hours, and there were some things he wanted to ask Mom
about, so to save time he decided to just do the chores nude. He
looked in on the women, and let them sleep Lisa's head resting on
Mom's beautiful tits.
	Tommy went outside into the warm morning, it was a weird sensation
feeling the air around his prick, and ass. Tommy felt himself iching
and when he got into the bar and turned on the light, he noticed his
prick was covered in a shinny stiff glaze. He shrugged and picked up
the feed bucket.  He made sure that Blackie, they young pony had water
and gave him a fresh bale of hay and a bucket of oats, then ne let the
sheep out into the pasture and fed the other horses. as he approached
the house Tommy smelled bacon, curious he walked in. There was mom in
her pink satin robe by the stove cooking breakfast, Lisa was still
asleep and still nude. "Mom?" Tommy asked Mom turned with a smile
which quickly melted
	"What are you doing young man! you know better than that!"
	 Tommy was taken by surprise "Mom don't you remember?"
	  Mom reached out and caught his wrist and Tommy felt her hand swat
his bare ass
	  "Mom! Stop!"
	 Tommy stood there in his mother's grasp, Tears welled in his eye's
from the sting on his ass and he waited for the next swat, but nothing
happened. Tommy opened his eyes, tears rolling down his cheeks, but
his mother stood there, a blank expression on her face her one hand
raised while the other held his wrist
	 "Let me go!" 
	 He fell as she opened her grasp. Tommy wondered what was going on.
Then he remembered, of course she didn't remember last night, he told
her not to, but he had told her to obey him, even when she wasn't
looking into his eyes.
	Tommy rubbed his ass, the red outline of Mom's hand there, apparently
outside of his commands she woudl react normally. He moved in front of
Mom . Tommy looked up "Look at me Mom." Mom turned her head, her
pretty red hair falling over her shoulders, When here eyes met Tommy's
glowing red eyes, her expression grew more serene, and her mouth
dropped open. Tommy moved forward to kiss her, pushing his tongue into
her mouth as she had shown him how to do last night, and was rewarded
with her own tongue gently massaging his, then she gently began to
suck on it and Tommy felt the glaze on his prick crackle as he got
stiff again, then with a surprise he noticed his mother had the same
glaze around her mouth, Tommy broke the kiss.
	"What are you making for breakfast?"
	 "Bacon and scrambled eggs juice and toast" she replied, immediately
smiling and going back to her cooking
	 "Mom from now on when were alone you won't care if I am naked"
	  Mom frowned "Tommy you cannot go around naked, it's not right"
	   Tommy sighed, there was that resistance again "Mom" she looked at
him, again and with a more firm voice he said "The animals don't wear
clothes, and when were alone it's okay if I don't  want to wear any."
	Mom semed to think about that a moment, then nodded and went back to
her cooking.
	 Tommy started to tell his mother to make him chocolate cake for
breakfast but then thought better of it, She was an adult and knew a
lot of things he didn't if he changed that someone was bound to find
out and stop him, and he had far too much fun last night to allow that
to happen. So he said nothing
	"Mom, why don't you take off that robe"
	"Tommy! stop talking like that or I'll wash your mouth out with
soap!"
	 Tommy sighed, he had asked her..he had to get used to his new found
power
	Tommy again made eye contact "Mom, it's very warm out, you'd feel
much cooler if you took your robe off"
	 Mom losened her collar and began to fan herself as Tommy watched her
eat, and munched on his own bacon
	"The heat is really up" he said
	 Tommy watched with a smile as Mom slid the robe from her shoulders
and as he suspected she was naked as a jaybird underneath, at least
what he could see the table hid her bottom half. But her wonderful
full tits were in his full view.
	 Tommy stared at her as he ate, and she seemed to take no notice
	  "Mom, why do woman have tits, and men don't?"
	   "Mom smiled "You'll find out when you're older"
	   "Mom..tell me now"
	  Mom seemed to consider this, fighting it..then she said "you do
have tits  Tommy, just not as big"
	  "Why not?"
	  "Because men don't give milk
	   "You give milk? Like a cow?"
	 Mom frowned "Tommy a woman is not an animal...but all mammals give
milk, remember when your cat had kittens?"
	  "Yeah," said Tommy "You wouldn't let me watch"
	  "Yes but remember how the kittens nursed?"
	   Tommy nodded, Did I nurse from you when I was a baby?"
	   Tommy watched his mother close her eyes and sigh, her breasts
losing some of their sag, "yes Tommy."
	 Seeing an opening Tommy moves around the table to gently run a
finger over his mother's nipples, "Did it feel good?"
	She nodded again
	 "Mom...tell me about sex, you enjoy telling me..you want to tell
me..and show me...I want to know what to do with Lisa....
	 Mom got up without a word, Tommy looked between her legs and beneath
the soft red fur he saw the soft opening he had put his prick into on
Lisa she took his hand and went back into the living room where Lisa
slept
	 Tommy smiled "Lay on the couch, your arms feel like lead..so do your
legs your just too tired to move them...
	 Mom laid down, and Tommy opened her legs for her and gazed at the
soft fleshy mound.
	"What is this mother?" he said, feeling the thick lips with his
fingers. He was satisfied to hear his mother's voice go up some and
see her stiffen as she had when he had suckled on her tits
	"That's my vagina, Tommy...that feels...very nice.
	 Tommy smiled "It's not your pussy?"
	 Mom frowned again "that's vulgar, but some people call it that. 
Tommy smiled "Mom, you just forgot you ever heard the word vagina, and
you forgot the word breast and butt, you can use any other word but
not those. now..what is this?
	Mom started to reply..then her eyebrows grew together 
"it's...my..twat, yes thats it..my twat..or you can call it pussy if
you like.
	 Tommy was getting harder as he heard his mother say this. "so the
whole thing is a vagina?"
	"A what?..no it's a pussy," she closed her eyes as Tommy ran his
fingers along the outside of the thick lips "and those....are my
Labia, or lips... they are very sensative.
	Tommy grined again "show me where I put my Prick when we have sex"
	 Mom raised her arm very slowly, like it was heavy and she spread the
lips brushing the red hair out of the way, Tommy noticed Lisa had
awakened and was kneeling next to him, his hand went to her black hair
and he began to run his fingers through it.
	"There are two passages Tommy, one I pee through," she pointed to the
back of her pussy, then her finger came near the front and slipped in
a short ways and lifted, Tommy could see a small pink passageway with
a small nub of flesh on the top "this is where you put your cock"
	Curious Tommy reached out and slid his finger in, his finger rubbed
the nub of flesh and mom gasped almost as if in pain "what is it?"
Tommy asked, suddenly concerned
	 "That is my clitoris Tommy, it's what makes me orgasm, like the head
of your  penis"
	 "My what?"
	 "Your penis" She replied, pointing to Tommy's erect prick.
	 "Mom, Lisa, you just forgot the word penis..."
	   Lisa nodded "it's a popcicle"
	   Tommy smiled, he had told her that when he needed she to think
that so she'd suck on it.
	 Mom looked at Lisa "It's a cock"
	 Tommy interupted "what is below my Popcicle Lisa?"
	  "Your balls."
	 Mom tried to get up but couldn't "Don't use those words in front of
my son you stupid slut! That's his scrotum! and his testicles"
	 Tommy smiled and soon mom forgot those words as well.
	 "Mom I have to get ready for school, Lisa..do you have classes
today?"
	"No Tommy "she replied "I have a long weekend, planned with...planed
with..."
	 Tommy smiled, he had told her to forget her boyfriend Roger.
"Planned with me right?
	 Lisa frowned, then nodded slowly "yes..that was it..."
	Good then Mom my cock looks like a really good breakfast
vitamin..suck it
	 Mom hesitated "I can't Tommy, and that's disgusting...your father
used to want me to do that.
	 "You feel light now mom, and you remember how nice dad tasted?
	 Mom bit her lower lip, then leaned her head into her young son's lap
Tommy put his hand on the back of her head as he felt her warm
slippery lips engulf his cock and she began to nurse. "that's good
mom, think of it like you're a baby nursing from your mommy's tit"
	Tommy smiled at Lisa "Lisa...are there any pornography shops near
college?" Lisa looked disgusted and nodded
	"You've always wanted to go into one."
	  Lisa looked up "No I haven't!"
	 "Tommy look..."   Tommy caught her eyes with his again, She melted
into the bliss of those red pools and Tommy grinned "Deep down it
excited you...you are very curious about those shops aren't you?" Lisa
nodded slowly, almost in a dream   "Good today While I am at school,
you will go there, I want you to pick out some naughty books and
magazines for me, the ones that you really thought used to disgust
you...buy them with some money Mom will give you..I...
	Tommy stopped as his mother's face pressed against his thighs, he
felt her tongue slip out to carress his balls as he cleaned off the
glaze. He noticed her own pussy was dripping the glaze "aaaah 
Lisa...finger mom...." Lisa moved over and slid her finger into
Tommy's mom..gently working it back and forth, Tommy leaned over to
watch but his vision was obstructed by mom's fur down there Tommy felt
himself nearing the edge and pushed his mom's face down on his prick
and held it there...his belly clenched again and be felt his cum surge
into his mother's mouth...
	Mom sucked on it steadily..and Tommy enjoyed how she seemed to
pretend he was a straw. Finally he let her up.  He had mom and Lisa
kneel in front of him...both staring into his eyes he could see both
their pert nipples were aroused and had them spread their knees so he
could get a better look between their legs..but again that damned fur
	"This is how you will kneel when were alone...Mom..is there any way
to get rid of the hair between your legs?
	Mom answered in a monotone, "we could shave it Tommy."
	"No no..I mean so it won't ever come back?"
	Mom did not answer "Lisa?"
	Lisa also replied as she looked up into his eyes "we could pluck them
out by the roots...but that would hurt."
	Tommy smiled, he was not limp again and began to get dressed for
school "No it won't...it will be worth it...you and Mom want to make
me happy that will make me happy. Now about the pornography shops...
Lisa go there and get what I asked, Mom will give you money...you have
a video tape machine right?
	Lisa nodded 
	"Good bring it here, and get some video's too."
	Tommy smiled at his mom "neither of you will talk about this...you
won't even remember it..you'll just do it.
	The women nodded and Tommy broke eye contact
	The two women silently got dressed, mom made Tommy's lunch and smiled
at him, Brushed his hair and sent him out to meet the school bus
	"Have a nice day at school Tommy! Don't forget your sister is coming
home for the weekend!"
	Tommy paused, and smiled  "Okay Mom..I love you!"
	Mom smiled back "I love you too Tommy."  	
            Tommy got on the bus, and smiled as his mother waved good
by to him in her robe. As the bus pulled out he quickly found his
friend Paul and sat next to him.
	"Guess what!" Tommy smiled.
	 "What?"
	 "Remember Lisa?"
	 "Your sitter?
	 "Yeah?" Paul replied brushing his short brown hair out of his eyes
	 "Yeah, well I got in her pants!"
	 "NO WAY!"
	 Paul grinned.
	 "You make her bark like a dog?"
	 Tommy wasn't familiar with the expression but it sounded
interesting.
	 "No, stupid."
	 "She got great nipples or what?"
	 Tommy smiled, "She's got more than that. I fucked her..."
	  Paul laughed.
	 "Right!
	 "In your dreams!"
	 "No, really!"
	 Paul laughed loudly; Tommy could barely hear his own voice. Paul
could sure be obnoxious.
	"No Listen to...Paul...Paul, stop!"
  	 Paul stopped and regarded him.
  	 Angry Tommy glared at him.
  	 "If you don't want to believe me just go jack off!"
  	 Tommy turned to stare out the window. The ride was bumpy, but he
smiled at the next stop when Melony got on. Melony was the on the
school gymnastics team. She was a looker, clothed in tight jeans and a
pink leotard, brown hair swaying down to her ass; she was also as
stuck up as they come. Many were the afternoons Tommy had watched her
workout on the uneven parallel bars, imagining what lay beneath the
narrow pink crotch of her body suit.
	Tommy waved at her, and she just rolled her eyes.
   	Tommy wondered about that. Why hadn't she stared into his eyes
dumbstruck? Was it the distance? Something about the way she looked at
him?
   	She was carrying an armload of books. Tommy was about to lean over
and whisper to Paul about her ass when the girl behind them started to
scream. Tommy turned, startled.
   	Paul had his prick out in his hand was was pumping away. 
   	"Damn!
   	"Paul, STOP!"
   	Paul stopped, looking confused with his and around his cock. The
bus driver arrived before Tommy could say anything else.
   	"That is enough, young man!" the elder man yelled, reaching over
Tommy to grab Paul's arm.
   	"No, wait!"
   	Tommy yelled back, desperately trying to catch the driver's eyes;
the commotion on the bus was to much, he couldn't even be heard.
   	Paul was dragged by the arm to the front of the bus, big tears in
his eyes and mumbling "What's wrong?"
   	At the school the bus driver disappeared into the school with
Paul.
   	Tommy felt miserable. He remembered telling Paul to jack off. He
must have been looking into his eyes when he said it. He would have to
learn to watch that.
   	He did not see Paul in his first class and on the way to the
second he saw Paul's mom and dad outside the principal's office. He
was about to talk to them when they walked into the office.
   	Tommy got an F on his spelling test in the next class, and a note
to take home to Mom. He'd be grounded for a week. Paul finally showed
up in their 3rd class, History.
   	"What happened?" Tommy asked.
   	"I got grounded, and I have to see the school shrink. I don't know
what the big deal was..."
   	Tommy thought about trying to undo what he had done. As he thought
about it he realized that if he kept doing things hit and miss he was
going to get found out. Besides, Paul wasn't in that much trouble and
maybe he could make it up to him in the future.
   After class Tommy went up to his teacher, Mr Alden, to try
something.
   "Mr. Alden?" Tommy asked.
   The big man looked up with a slight smile.
   "Yes, Tommy?"
   Tommy looked right into the man's face and waited for his
expression to go blank.
   Mr. Alden sat back a moment and regarded Tommy. Frowning, he leaned
forward and was about to speak again. Tommy saw the man raise his eyes
to his pupil's and the instant he looked into Tommy's eyes his face
went slack.
   That must be it,  Tommy thought.
   It seemed natural to look at someone without looking them in the
eye, for casual conversation; if Tommy made it obvious he wanted to
look into the other person's eye, or if the conversation centered on
him, people would make eye contact; that's when he could make them
react.
   Tommy looked away, breaking eye contact.
   "I just wanted to know when the next assignment is due."
   "Not until Wednesday, Tommy." Mr. Aldern replied happily as if
nothing had happened.
   At lunch Tommy sat with Paul.
   "You gonna be in a lot of trouble?"
   "No," Paul replied, "they just talked to me about sex and
stuff...you know how parents and teachers don't want to talk about
it..."
   Tommy nodded.
   "Yeah. My mom's cool about it, though."
   Melony walked by and Tommy got up, planning to get her attention.
Instead he ran into her older brother, David
   "Hey, Dickhead. Watch where you're going and keep your stinking
eyes off my sister!"
   David slugged Tommy hard in the stomach.
   "Or you might have an accident or something."
   Furious, Tommy looked up with an effort, searching for David's
eyes. As the older boy's eyes glazed, Tommy fought to regain the wind
which had been driven from his body.
   "Speaking of accidents, David, you feel the need to piss right
now."
   Without another word David's pants began to wet and urine ran onto
the floor.
   "What the...?" David exclaimed, looking down at his mess. Glancing
over Tommy's shoulder, he paled and turned to run to the bathroom.
   Tommy turned to see the cafeteria turning to stare; no one was
close enough to have heard the conversation, but children are drawn to
a fight as sharks to blood in the water. They did not yet understand
why David had run from the smaller Tommy.
   Tommy quickly departed. In the hall he saw David crying in the arms
of one of the female teachers. Tommy smiled and left.
   The afternoon passed slowly. After the last bell rang, Tommy snuck
into the gym to find his hiding place. High in the bleachers he could
watch Melony work out with out being seen.
   Melony was just younger than Tommy, her chest only bumps compared
to Mom and Lisa, but he watched. She practiced the splits, holding her
leg beside her head, and Tommy watched that small pink strip. Gone
were the jeans, and the body suit hugged her form. Her feet and legs
were bare.
   Watching her, Tommy thought about what awaited him at home. He
would have to stop giving the two girls ideas as they came along. He
wanted to have them use their minds, not just sit like dolls...well,
sometimes sit like dolls. But how to make them want to do the things
he wanted and yet still look normal to everyone else.
   What happened to Paul was proof that if he ever got caught he'd be
in big trouble. And how could he get Melony...She would be his trophy,
his display piece.
    Tommy got back on the bus. He had his plan. If it worked he'd be
able to control his mom and his sitter in a way so that they would be
their sweet charming selves, but still delight his every fantasy. When
he got home it would be at least a few hours before his sister, Megan,
got home.
   Tommy ran from the bus stop and burst in "Mom! Lisa?"
   He stopped short, unprepared for the sight that greeted him. There
in the front room were both women, totally naked with not a hint of
hair around their exposed genitals. The sight of the smooth fleshy
pink lips locked Tommy's gaze. Both groins were a deep red where the
hair had been removed by the roots. Mom was on her back, and Lisa was
on top of her eagerly licking at Mom's pussy.
   Beside them was not only Lisa's VCR but a tripod, video camera, and
a stack of tapes. About half of the tapes were blank, the other half
with naked women and men on their covers. There was also a pile of
magazines and strange items which Tommy failed to recognize.
   "Lisa!
   "What are you doing?"
   Lisa looked up, a tired expression on her face.
   "Getting your mom off....doing anything she wants"
   Tommy stared at the two sweaty women as his mother smiled at him.
   "How was school, Tommy?"
   That first night Tommy had told Lisa to get Mom off any way she
could. Tommy sat down, his heart racing.
   "Mom, Lisa, look at me."
   Both woman sat up, smiling. In a moment the smiles faded and Tommy
moved closer, staring at them. It seemed the longer they stared the
deeper the trance.
   "Listen carefully to me."
   They both nodded slowly, Mom still panting.
   Tommy considered a moment.
   "Mom, what would the neighbors say if they saw us fuck?"
   She responded in a monotone, "They would call the police"
   "And what would the police do?"
   "They would take me away...and lock me up."
   "Would you want that?"
   Mom shook her head slowly no.
   Both women's eyes were locked with his.
   "Lisa," he grinned, "what would happen to you?"
   "They would lock me up..."
   "Yes," Tommy responded, "you would lose everything."
   Lisa nodded slowly.
   "Do you want that?"
   Both woman shook their heads no.
   "Good. We might get found out; you don't want that so you won't do
anything which might risk our relationship, right?"
   Both women nodded. Tommy moved closer, pulling up a chair.
   "Kneel!"
   Both women knelt.
   "Spread your knees really wide."
   Both women spread their knees, giving Tommy an excellent view of
their puffy warm lips.
   "Put your hands on your knees, palms up.  You're very, comfortable
in that position. In fact, you could stay like that for hours without
tiring. All the furniture feels picky and itchy...even the bed...and
only I can make it stop itching."
   Again both women nodded.
   "Lisa, Mom, you both know Blackie, our pony, don't you?"
   "Yes," they answered, dreamily.
   "Why did we get Blackie?"
   "To stud," Mom replied.
   "Tell me, does a mare have a pussy?"
   Two nods.
   "Do mares have tits?"
   Two more nods.
   "And do mares have mouths, eyes, and breath air?"
   Two nods.
   Tommy took a deep breath, crossing his fingers that this would
work, getting closer and staring right into their eyes.
   "And you both of you have all that?"
   "Yes."
   "What is a brood mare for?"
   The girls droned as one, "To fuck the stud."
   "And what are women for?"
   There was a long silence.
   "Women are just like brood mares."
   The two women still struggled. Tommy reached out and caressed one
nipple on each naked breast, watching the women gasp at his touch.
   "They...are...to...fuck the stud."
   Tommy smiled.
   "I am the stud."
   The two girls nodded.
   "Your job is to arouse me, to do things I will like so I will take
interest in you. When I'm not here you will keep getting hornier and
hornier but you won't do anything without me."
   The girls nodded.
   Tommy decided that was enough for now. He had heard that repeated
suggestions made them stronger, but he broke contact.
   The two women smiled.
   "How was school, Tommy?
   Tommy smiled and gently caressed Mom's tits.
   "Mom, I can see your naked pussy."
   She smiled, "It's not my pussy, it's yours."
   He felt Lisa working his shirt off him, gently kissing his ear.
   "What have we here?"
   Mom began to remove his shoes as he picked up a magazine. On the
front cover it had a woman, a white rope tying her arms behind her
back and a bar held her legs spread. Her tits were wrapped around and
around with rope till they were dark swollen globes.
   "What is this?"
   Lisa leaned over, a smile on her face.
   "It's bondage. Do you like it?"
   The next page showed a man holding the lips of the woman's pussy
open showing the passage his mother had showed him this morning.
   "It's interesting. Why did you select this?"
   Lisa smiled and leaned close.
   "I thought we might, you know, tie your mom up...  would you like
that? Then she couldn't tell you what to do."
   Tommy grinned. The next page showed a man taking a woman but he was
not in her pussy, he was in her ass.
   "Lisa, bend over and show me your ass."
   Tommy was surprised when Lisa not only bent over, but spread her
cheeks. Tommy regarded the hole...he had not thought to try that.
   "O.K."
  Lisa sat back down.  Tommy had to stand as Mom unzipped his pants
reaching in to feel his stiff erection.
   Tommy picked up a small package. Inside was something like a finger
for a glove.
   "What's this?" he asked.
   Mom leaned forward to caress his exposed nipples.
   "It's a condom," she replied, "so you won't get us pregnant."
   Tommy's head reeled.
   "Pregnant?
   "You mean that's how a woman gets pregnant?"
   Both women grinned and nodded.
   "Lisa, did I make you pregnant when we..."
   "There's a chance Tommy...I didn't think of it but it's about that
time."
   Tommy's eyes grew big.
   "I...I didn't know. I'm sorry!"
   Lisa looked at him oddly.
   "It's okay. I just didn't think of it."
   Tommy was almost limp as the two girls began to lick at his toes. 
He reached for another magazine. He opened it and was again shocked to
see it contained nude pregnant women.  He flipped through a few of the
pages and as he did so his erection grew again. As he got used to them
he discovered he liked how the swollen bellies looked...then he looked
at Lisa...and his Mom.
   "Mom, you've always wanted another daughter."
   "No, Tommy." she exclaimed.
   Tommy caught her eyes, restating, "Mom, you want another daughter."
   Tommy was surprised by the strength in her voice.
   "No, Tommy. That's too much responsibility."
   Tommy tried again.
   "Mom, you won't get pregnant."
   "Yes I will, Tommy. I'm in heat like a mare."
   Tommy couldn't think...he had not yet had his mother and she looked
very nice with ho hair down there. Then he got an idea.
   "Mom, you're getting sleepy, very sleepy."
   Her eyes drooped.
   "You can't stay awake, you're going to go to sleep and you won't
wake up till I tell you to"
   Tommy watched his mother topple over, her tits hanging to one side.
   Tommy smiled again.
   "Lisa, you wanted to tie Mom up? Let's see how well you can do it!"
   Tommy sat back to watch the fun.  Lisa quickly selected first a
locking leather dog collar.
   "Here, Bitch. You want to fuck your son...do it like the bitch you
are."
   Tommy smiled as she locked the collar snuggly around Mom's pretty
throat.
   "I like it when you talk like that, Lisa."
   Tommy thought Lisa would orgasm right there at the compliment. Next
she grabbed a ball gag and pressed it between the slumbering woman's
lips, locking it to Mom's face. Then Lisa dragged Mom to the center of
the living room.
   There were six columns there that supported the upper floor. Lisa
made a slip knot and slipped the loop around Mom's wrists and ankles.
Appendage by appendage she drew Mom into a tight spread eagle
position. Tommy knelt down between his mother's legs to eye that
curious fleshy mound that held his interest so much, realizing he had
the whole weekend to experiment and play with his new toys.
   Lisa busied herself tying Mom's tits while Tommy curiously spread
her soft lips. The passage she had shown him was still there, only the
whole thing had a much more erotic effect without
the hair. He felt he had taken away the last of her privacy, exposing
her completely. The inside was moist and soft and as he played with
it, she moaned through the gag. Tommy noticed her feet,
stretched taught as Lisa had tied her he had never considered how sexy
nude feet were.
   Tommy ran his hand down his mother's lower belly, following the
curve around to her pussy, and then over that. He felt so naughty and
for once Mom wasn't going to stop him.
   When Lisa finished she had looped six turns of the rope around
Mom's breasts and they were now quiet stiff and tight.  Tommy ran his
hand over them. Much firmer now that the blood had been squeezed to
the nipples. He smiled at Lisa.
   "You can pleasure yourself with her...just so long as I have her
pussy."
   Lisa removed the ball gag and straddled the unconscious woman. Lisa
pulled the lips of her own twat apart and lowered herself onto his
mother's face.
   Tommy, now very excited, tried to picture how Mom would look 
pregnant. He leaned forward and felt his head press past her thick
smooth, naked lips.
   Lisa slid back and forth, washing Mom's face, as Tommy slid his
stiff erection all the way into his mother. Later he would get her to
accept doing this but for not he just wanted to do it, while she
was still in heat.
   Tommy began to thrust his young hips. His mother was not as tight
as Lisa but the warm slippery flesh clung to his cock. His belly
pressed to his mother's. Lisa's pretty, heart-shaped ass in front of
him.  She turned around as he watched her and brought his face to her
tit. Tommy sucked the nipple into his mouth, slavering his tongue over
the girl's flesh.
   Tommy bucked harder into his mother, his cock swallowed by her
belly. Lisa stroked his hair as he rocked into the helpless woman
beneath her. Tommy felt the now familiar tightening and suddenly his
cock spit out the cum into his mom.
   Tommy chuckled.
   "I came out of there...guess what, Mom..I'm home!"
   He groaned as the thought caused another pleasant surge of seed
into her womb.
   He heard Lisa orgasm on Mom's face and held his softening erection
inside his mother.
   "Is...she pregnant...now?" he panted.
   Lisa looked at him and smiled, kissing him on the lips and allowing
his tongue to explore her mouth. When they broke she said, "You don't
know right away, it may take a few times."
   Tommy smiled. "That's not a problem. We've got a lot of time."
Tommy lay on his mother for a few moments catching his breath.  He
laid his
head on her tits, slippery with his saliva and her sweat. Lisa sat in
front of him, on Mom's face, working that wonderful thing between her
legs over Mom's nose and mouth.  Lisa was working up her own sweat,
and Tommy realized neither woman had taken a bath since he had started
playing with them this morning, and he had lathered both up rather
well all day.  Tommy put that out of his mind as he snuggled up to
Mom. His length was soft now, but still buried somewhere deep inside
Mom's tummy, the warmth of her folds was pleasant, and the feel of the
bare girl flesh on his was relaxing. As he pillowed his head on Mom's
breasts he looked up at her hands. The ropes bit deeply into her
wrists from when he had bound her spread-eagled on the floor on her
back. He locked his hypnotic eyes on her, telling her to sleep.
	Tommy giggled, realizing he still needed his Mom, that he was not
mature enough to know how to be an adult. From now on he would put the
women to bed, not the other way around.  After a while Tommy lifted
himself up, feeling himself slip from his mother's mound and sat back
to look at it again. A bit of his cum dribbled out on the soft naked
lips. Mom would never wear hair down there again. She had gotten rid
of it permanently, pulling each hair bout by the root as Tommy had
asked...Asked? Commanded. Tommy smiled again as Lisa worked herself
harder over his unconscious mother, her moans filling the house. Tommy
reached down and rubbed the fluid that had dripped out of Mom over her
mound, again amazed at how soft it was. He couldn't figure out why he
couldn't make Mom want to try and make a baby with him but it didn't
matter. His mother moaned in her sleep at his gentle, curious touch;
Lisa echoed it as her mound pressed over Mom's open
mouth. 
	"I'll figure it out later," he thought, "I have all kinds of time. So
long as I can put Mom out, she can't stop me anyways."
	He smiled and tried to picture Mom with her belly swollen in however
long it took girls to have babies.
	Lisa's moan brought him back to reality and he sat on the Lazy Boy to
watch.
	"You're really getting off on that, aren't you, Lisa?"
	Lisa blushed a deep shade of red as she said, "Tommy, you told me you
wanted me to."
	"Yes, but I mean you really like it."
	Tommy sensed he had hit on something here, something more than his
control
of his babysitter.
	"Tommy, I...I know you're making me do this. I don't know how, or why
I like so much doing it for you, but I know I normally wouldn't."
	Tommy grinned and she instinctively looked into his red eyes.
	"Tell me the truth. You wouldn't do this unless you thought you could
get away with it."
	Slowly Lisa nodded. Tommy released her from his gaze and turned to
the stack of magazines, the ones Lisa had bought at his bidding.  He
noticed a small pile in a brown paper bag. Lisa followed his eyes to
the bag and blushed again.
	Tommy picked up the bag, noting that his mother's hair was becoming
soaked in Lisa's juices as she lay bound and asleep.  Slipping the
magazine from the brown paper, Tommy saw four women on the cover; two
were licking each other while the other two urinated on them.
	"Lisa!
	"Is this what I told you to buy?"
	Lisa froze in terror. Tommy recognized the look, it was the same one
he had worn when his father had caught him using lunch money to by
cigarettes.
	"Tommy, I...I'm sorry..."
	Tommy smiled. This was not his doing, it was something deep and dirty
inside Lisa.
	"Lisa, I will make you a deal."
	She looked at him, her beautiful pussy resting comfortably over Mom's
nose.
	"You help me with Mom, make me hard as often as you can, I mean
become a real fan of my body, and I'll give you a present."
	Lisa looked confused, torn by her desire. She was being asked to
submit to Tommy not only because of his will but freely as well.
	Tommy moved closer, gently running a finger over his babysitter's
warm, sweaty breasts and watched her lean into his caress. She looked
directly at his small boy's cock.
	"Tommy, I don't..."
	Tommy leaned down to his mother's ear.
	"Mom, you're dreaming about kissing me. Please kiss me."
	Lisa groaned as his mother's lips found Lisa's pussy and she began to
kiss with her tongue as she had done for Tommy.
	"You see, Lisa, I can make things very pleasant for you."
	As Lisa considered, Tommy could see the pleasure in her. It was a
serious consideration.
	"I'll have you anyways..."
	"Okay, okay.
	"Tommy, you win...you have me...just please don't tell her to stop!"
	Tommy giggled.
	"I wouldn't think of it. I'm going to go play with my Sega. Do what
you like with Mom but don't hurt her."
	It was getting late. Tommy had let Mom up after Lisa had finally
slackened her lust. Then he'd gone over to Paul's house to play. 
Before he had left, Tommy had gone over to the pile of leather goods
and found a soft locking leather collar.
	"Well, Lisa," he had said "If you're going to help, here is your
reward."
	With that he locked the collar about his mother's throat.
	"Mom, you want to do anything Lisa asks. She looks real pretty and it
excites you like having sex when you obey her. I put you on a leash
because you like following her like a puppy; you don't mind it at
all." Mom had resisted but Tommy's gaze had bested her.
	It was almost time for his sister, Megan, to get home when he
returned. Mom now wore a silk robe that only barely covered her ass,
while Lisa had donned a leather bra and panties she had bought from
the sex shop. They both wanted to do something special for Tommy. Mom
heard the door close and heard the soft voice of her 16 year old
daughter.  Lisa hid her approving smile when the young, brown-haired
girl with doe eyes walked through the door.	Megan stood in a typical
Catholic school uniform: a black sweater over a white blouse, a green
plaid skirt, black socks and black high gloss pumps.
	Megan stopped, a bit shocked when she entered the room. There was a
peculiar smell, not really unpleasant, but odd. Her mother stood,
dressed for a slumber party, accompanied by Tommy's babysitter in a
leather bikini. "Mom, what's going on?"
	Mom answered, smiling brightly, "Come in honey. We have something to
explain to you."
	Megan walked in, her long brown hair nearly sweeping the floor as she
walked and sat down next to her mother.
	"What is it? Why are you dressed that way?"
	"Honey, do you know what sex is?"
	Megan blushed, nodding meekly; that was a forbidden topic in school.
	Mom went on, stroking her brown hair.
	"I think it's time for your sex talk, darling."
	Megan grinned, she knew this was coming some day, but this was
totally unexpected.
	Lisa sat on the floor next to Megan --- for some reason all the
furniture prickled --- and gently began to caress Megan's leg.
	"Have you any questions?" Mom asked.
	Megan considered.
	"Well...what is sex anyways? I mean what's the big deal? I mean I
know it's what makes babies..."
	Mom smiled and hugged he daughter's face to her breast.
	"Megan, sex is the most wonderful feeling in the world."
	Megan was so surprised she barely noticed Lisa's hand up her skirt
nor her mother's hand down her back on the inside of her blouse.
	"Are you still a virgin, Megan?" Mom asked.
	Dumbfounded, Megan nodded.
	"Of course..."
	Suddenly, Megan was very aware of something between her legs. When
she looked down, Lisa's hand was gently caressing her sensitive pussy
lips. She stiffened but her mother's gentle voice went on. "That's
good. I am proud of you. Since your dad died...I need your help with
Tommy."
	"Tommy?" she asked, "Why? Is something wrong?"
	Megan could feel Lisa's fingers shooting hot flashes up her groin and
squirmed a little.
	Mom smiled.
	"What I am going to ask you, I am going to ask because you're so
mature. Do
you know the difference between a man's body and a woman's?"
	Megan blushed.
	"No, not exactly..."
	Megan's voice trailed off as Lisa's teasing fingers danced. Mom
smiled.
	"I want you to go to your brother, you and he will take your clothes
off...and then he will show you the difference."
	Megan couldn't believe her ears.
	"You want me to take my clothes off?"
	Mom hugged her warmly so that Lisa could duck her head under the
girl's skirt.
	"Honey, sex is nothing to be ashamed of, and it's not easy to make
babies, I know what the nuns taught you but, well, I believe they were
wrong."
	Megan felt Lisa's tongue. Suddenly half of her wanted to pull away,
but the other half.... She had seen Tommy's bare chest, and remembered
how exciting he looked. and Mom said it was okay.
	Megan heard the door slam. Tommy walked across the kitchen and into
the living room.
	"Okay, Mom, what do I do next?"
	Mom smiled and kissed her on the lips, a very unmotherly kiss that
left Megan dazed and even more aroused. Lisa withdrew thinking how
easy it was to excite the child's hormones.
	"Why, whatever he wants, dear," was Mom's reply.
	Tommy sat down in the chair, considering his sister's fate, when
suddenly she was there, sweeping into the room.
	"Hello, Tommy."
	"Megan, I..."
	Before he could go further he was surprised to see her begin to
unbutton her sweater and toss it aside.
	"Ever seen me naked before?"
	Tommy's mouth dropped open, then he saw Lisa wave from the other room
and sat back smiling.
	"No. Would you strip for me?"
	Megan blushed, beginning to get nervous, looking at her mother who
nodded
encouragement.  She slowly unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it off her
long slender arms, revealing her bra. Then she moved over and began to
undo Tommy's shirt with trembling hands. Tommy never moved, allowing
her to take it off. which strengthened Megan's resolve.
	"If he can do it, I can do it," she thought, wondering why Tommy
wouldn't
meet her gaze. "He must be embarrassed."
	Tommy felt the touch of her warm hands as they moved to his belt. 
She was
as curious as he had been. He stood while she tugged his jeans down
and his cock sprang out. She stared at it as if it were the Python
from The Jungle Book.
	Tommy, used to his mother and Lisa reached over and undid the bra,
releasing his sister's small breasts, as he leaned over Megan he
pressed his cock to her face, and felt her warm cheek. Megan felt it.
It was hard, but not like iron or stone. She looked up at her naked
brother. She was beginning to get really nervous, but stood, clad only
in her skirt and shoes. Tommy smiled and for now, knelt and removed
the shoes and socks. His hands went under her skirt to her waist.
	"Tommy, please...I think I want to stop."
	Tommy leaned forward and began to lick at her small nipples. Making
eye contact for just a second he spoke quietly.
	"Pull down your panties."
	Megan let the cotton panties fall around her ankles, looking at
Tommy's discarded Underoos, with their pictures of Kimba the White
Lion all over them.
	Tommy stepped back, pulling on the buttons of the skirt. It fell away
and Tommy smiled at the soft mound he had revealed. It was snow white,
with no hair growing on it yet, her ass was firmer than Lisa's.
	Lisa trembled.
	"Please, Tommy, stop. This isn't right. Something is wrong with Mom."
	Tommy chuckled as Lisa led Mom passively all the way into the room by
her new leash.
	Megan looked at her brother.
	"Tommy?"
	Tommy smiled and held up an identical collar and leash.
	"This is for you, Megan."
	She turned to run but Mom intercepted her.
	"Please, Mom, what's going on?"
	Mom smiled gently down.
	"Tommy knows what he's doing. Trust him."
	Megan turned seeing no escape.
	"Put your hands behind your back, Megan," Tommy said.
	Megan did so, and Tommy took a small length of her own hair and tied
her hands behind her back.
	"Kneel."
	Megan again did so, and he used more hair to bind her ankles. and
then twisted up some hair and pushed it into her mouth, tying it there
with more hair so she wouldn't talk and disrupt him.
	Grinning, he knelt behind her.
	Mom cautioned him, "Don't make her pregnant, Tommy."
	Tommy laughed. Mom and that pregnancy thing.
	"Lisa, take Mom outside and play with her."
	Once alone Tommy looked at his captive.
	"I will take your mind later. Right now I want your body..
	Moving closer, Tommy began to work himself into his sister's body.
	"I been reading up on stuff. Is it almost time for your period?"
	Megan nodded.
	"Good. By god, you're tighter than Lisa."
	He pushed a bit harder and saw her small nipples stiffen.
	Then he came up against her virginity, for she had known no other man
before him. It was almost too easy to push past it: she winced a
little and then he was through. His rhythm was steady and he allowed
her to climax once before he pumped his own orgasm into her body.
	"That's 3 notches for my bedpost," he announced, grinning.
	Remembering something, he called in his other women.
	"Mom, what was that in the picture where the guy put his dick in a
woman's ass?"
	"An ass fuck, Tommy? Did you already fuck Megan's pussy?"
	Megan could not believe the language her mother was using.
	Tommy nodded.
	"Well, Tommy, why not try her. She has you wet and hard, and you have
her ass available..."
	Tommy regarded it, The pucker of Megan's ass was much smaller, but he
stepped up. When he shoved his head in, Megan gave a very arousing
grunt. Smiling Tommy began to feed her more and more. It was amazing
how tight it was. He finally got himself in completely, and then
pulled back, a pleasant suction being created. He grinned as he felt
Lisa begin to lick his balls from behind, and Mom straddled Megan,
pillowing her head on her tits. Tommy began to buck hard. having just
orgasmed he could take his time. He listened to his sister grunting,
he was not sure if it was pain or pleasure, but he knew he liked this,
and he still had two more days of the weekend left.
	To his right the video camera was running, having captured Megan
losing her virginity. he smiled as he climaxed in the young, tight
anus, the squeezing giving him an interesting sensation. Slowly he
pulled out after he was satisfied. He regarded his cock and then
looked at Megan's remaining virgin orifice
	Smiling he lifted her head and said, "Megan, look into my eyes."
	The evening went by quickly for Tommy. He taught Megan how to suck
his cock; as he felt she was a little over weight that was all she was
to be given to eat all weekend. At bed time, Tommy put his girls in
their new clothes.
	 Tommy gave them thin leather cuffs, each with a wire running inside
the leather.  Because it made them look so nice Tommy used cuffs at
least one size too small and made them fit on each girl's wrists and
ankles.  Lisa had bought cuffs with integral locks.  Tommy locked each
on, and flushed all the keys down the toilet, together with the keys
to their dog collars. Next Tommy made a small bed for each at the foot
of his mother's bed, on the floor.  As he made each girl lay down, he
again looked between each of their legs and began to realize he was
thinking of the women more and more in terms of their pussies. Mom was
not Mom, she was just a loose pussy, Megan was the tightest and his
babysitter, well she was just his first crush.  After examining their
cunts, Tommy leashes each woman to the bed, binding Megan's and Lisa's
ankles and hands behind their backs and using his hypnotic stare to
put each of them to sleep. Mom he just put on a leash. His cock was
limp and he gently rubbed it against her cheek.
	"Tommy, that's filthy, and I haven't had a bath in four days."
	 Tommy grinned.
	 "Yeah, and you smell like a whore, Mom."   Mom looked angry.  "Mom,
I'll set an alarm for you. Tomorrow when you get up I want you to wake
me up with a blowjob."    "Tommy, this has gone far enough. Your cock
is dirty, you haven't washed, I don't want it in my mouth, and if you
keep having me swallow your cum, I may get sick. I saw you with your
sister, you didn't use a condom, you could get her pregnant"    Tommy
smiled and said, "Mom, I am going to knock all three of you girls up.
I am doing my best to get you pregnant."
   "Tommy, women are not animals...you can't care for a baby, and we
can't afford a baby, let alone three, and a boy is not supposed to
make his mother pregnant. I don't want to suck your cock."
   Tommy smiled. Bound as she was, Mom could no more enforce her will
then she could stay awake if he told her to go to sleep. Tommy knelt
down and stared into his mother's eyes.    "Mom, women are animals,
specifically they are breeding animals."
   Smiling, Tommy got an idea.
   "Mom, you are a brood mare. For the rest of this weekend you will
not speak, you'll whinny. You'll prance about on all fours and you
will not bite or kick; you're a tame mare. We humans can do anything
we want. Now in the morning, when you hear the alarm you will nuzzle
and suck on my cock till I cum."
    "I will nuzzle and suck on your cock till you cum," she repeated.
    "Now go to sleep and wait for the alarm. I am going to dress you
women up and take some videos of you. Maybe I can sell them. Your bed
is on the floor with the rest of the animals. I'm taking your bed."
    Mom laid down and went to sleep. Tommy got out some of the things
Lisa had bought. The women were unconscious and bound; Tommy could
play with his new dolls.
    Lisa was first, He flopped her over onto her belly and spread her
tight ass cheeks. There her pink pucker nestled. Tommy became hard
just looking at it.
    "Lisa, I have been neglecting you," Tommy said to the sleeping
woman in his hands.
   He chuckled when he poked her anus with his finger, watching the
muscles twitch. Slowly Tommy moved up, his balls dragging nicely along
the backs of Lisa's legs and he pushed his head against the pucker. 
Lisa did not move. Grinning, Tommy pushed his weight into the helpless
babysitter. Pulling back on her hair he could watch her face.
   Lisa winced slightly as Tommy drove in. His eyes darted between her
face and the stretching anus that was swallowing his erection. Tommy
chuckled when he worked all the way into her and heard her grunt. Then
he began to thrust, not gently like with Megan, but quickly. Lisa's
hands were bound tightly behind her back, and Tommy could feel them
against his belly as he drove in.  He was getting better at this, and
didn't feel the need to orgasm right away so while he was busy in her
bowels he reached over for the strange leather bra he had selected for
her, Strapping around the sweaty girl he saw how Lisa's nice tits
poked thru the holes, and as he tightened it, he could see how over
time it would cause her breasts to swell.
   Lisa grunted in her induced sleep with each of Tommy's thrusts. 
Looking at her tits getting redder and noticing Lisa's hands and feet
being red, he felt the now familiar pleasure wash over him. This time,
for the first time he looked down and watched his cock as it pumped
his seed into the babysitter.
   When he finished, Tommy moved his sister to his bed, and tied her
spread eagle, nice and tight just like he'd tied Mom. As she lay there
on her back exposed, Tommy smiled and probed her mouth with his
tongue, strapping a bra on her as well. Then he went out
to the barn where Blackie was, stroking the pony he removed the bridle
from it, and brought it in and placed it on his mother, adjusting the
straps. Then he video taped each woman, in close up, concentrating on
their pussies, and in Lisa's case the cum dripping out of her ass.
   Then Tommy pulled out what he had been waiting for: three chastity
belts. For Lisa he selected two vibrators, implanting one each into
her pussy and ass. Turning them to maximum he held them tightly in
place with the locking belt.  She moaned in her sleep.
   "That will wear you out until the batteries do," Tommy
chuckled,rising.   For Mom he chose the two biggest dildoes, one for
her cunt, the other for her ass. She too was locked in her chastity
belt.
    Tommy regarded his helpless sister. He had not explored her mind
extensively yet. He released her and woke her up.    She blinked,
shaking her head. Her breasts were swollen and very sensitive, the
nipples standing out very obscenely. Tommy held the leash to which she
was attached.
   "Tommy?" she asked nervously.
   "Come on girl," he said, whistling to her like she were a dog.   
Megan didn't want to obey but found herself following.
    "Heel," Tommy said forcefully and she fell in step with him, one
step behind and to the right.
    "Tommy, please...I'm scared."
    "Don't be scared," he replied "I am going to make you pregnant,
not hurt you."
    "Tommy!" she yelled "Tommy you're only twelve, and I am only
sixteen."
    "Down!"
   Tommy pointed to his feet where there was a silver dog dish.
   Megan knelt. In the dish were dry, oblong, green-brown chunks of
something.
   "Hungry?" he asked, his eyes flashing a moment. 
   Megan found herself famished.
   "Tommy, is that...."
   "Yep," Tommy grinned, "Dog food. I tried some. It's not so bad and
it's cheaper than eggs and bacon and stuff that I will be eating. Now
come on..."
   Tommy grinned as she bent over and began to eat with no hands. He
stroked her ass gently, casually looking at the way her pussy lips
pressed between her closed thighs.
   "Open your legs," he commanded. 
    She quietly spread her knees and Tommy rubbed a finger over her
thick lips back there, watching in pleasure as her nipples pressed
harder into the leather bra.
   "How do you like your bra?" he asked.
   "It's hot," she complained.   "Good. I like to see you sweat. You
have a very pretty body. You're going to bear lots of children for
me."
   "Tommy, I am your sister."
   Tommy nodded as she finished her dinner.
   "Yes, you are."
   Tommy walked out to his Sega, Megan following at the end of her
leash. Before playing he locked eyes with Megan.
   "Megan, you worship me...you adore me. You'd do anything to please
me. I want you to come up with your own ideas on how to please me. I
will screw you when I am pleased so you just show me what you got,
anything we do will be your idea, and your fault if anything happens,
so you best not let anyone know."
   When he broke contact Megan looked up at him nervously, then
without a word began to lavish his feet with her tongue. Tommy sat
back and played Sonic 2 while his sister suckled his toes.
   After finishing the game, Tommy tied his sister back to the foot of
the bed. The rest of the weekend was just like that. Lisa waking up
near exhaustion as the vibrators screwed her at night and Tommy took
her by day. Mom woke up every morning and woke her son with a
blow job. Usually she found Megan spread eagle with dried cum between
her legs and in her mouth.
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   Monday morning Tommy allowed the women to give him a bath with
their tongues, and then had them shower and dress for work or school. 
None of the women could remove their collars or cuffs so they became
part of their "clothing". Tommy told his mother to  withdraw Megan
from the Catholic school; it was time to home-school her. Then Mom
went to work.  Lisa was told to have an intense hatred of any males
who made any advances on her except for himself, that included Roger.
And Lisa went to classes. Megan he left chained to the stove by her
ankle, naked. Her job would be to cook and keep the house clean, very
clean.
   Tommy went to school. He began to drop hints, or what he thought
were hints, to Paul. It would take a while to work him up to meeting
Tommy's girls. Tommy kept an eye out for Melody, but it seemed she was
spending the week at a cheerleading camp. Tommy made up for his
disappointment by screwing each of his girls harder every night.
   At breakfast after another fine weekend with his women, a weekend
which had been extended by power outage Sunday night, Mom set Tommy's
plate down and said,"Tommy, I feel a little sick this morning and so
does your sister."
   Tommy figured that just meant the dog food would last longer; Lisa
ate heartily from her bowl on the floor. Tommy and his harem were
startled by a knock on the door. Tommy ordered them into robes and Mom
answered the door.
   Tommy listened from the kitchen as he heard the door open.
   His mother shouted, "You damned bitch! Get out of my house! Get
out!"
   Tommy charged into the front room to see his mother, red-faced
screaming at another woman standing just inside the door. The newcomer
looked surprisingly like his mother. Her hair was the same, though
worn more stylishly and her eyes were the same, though with fewer age
lines around them. Her black skirt was slit to the thigh and she wore
black high heeled shoes. Her white, cashmere sweater hugged her curves
more than anything Tommy had ever seen his mother wear.
   "Mom, settle down."
   Mom was silent, taking a step backwards. The stranger looked from
her to Tommy and back again.
   "Who's this, Mom?"
   "Tommy, I don't want her here."
   The woman looked back to Tommy, smiling. Tommy's stomach lurched.
He had to be careful.
   "Mom, I asked who she is."
   Tommy's hypnotic suggestions took hold and his mother answered,
"That's your aunt Barb."
   "Aunt Barb? I didn't know I had an Aunt Barb."
   Tommy saw his mother's anger boiling to the surface again. He
placed a hand on her shoulder and said calmly, "Mom, we can't turn
away family."
   "I supposed you're right," his mother's replied.
   Aunt Barb's surprise filled her face as Mom turned to her.
   "You can stay for a little while. Don't you dare make trouble, 
though or you're out of here."
   Mom stalked off to the kitchen and Aunt Barb stepped into the
living room. Tommy was not sure if it was an accident, but she leaned
forward as she spoke to him, affording him a view of her ample
cleavage.
   "You must be Tommy," she said.
   "And you're my Aunt Barb?"
   "Call me Bambi. All my friends do."
   "Bambi? Like the deer?"
   She chuckled.
   "Yep."
   Tommy was getting nervous. With her deep-cut sweater he didn't even
think to look into her eyes. He had a lot of questions but the school
bus was coming and he had plans for Melody. Bambi would have to wait.
   "See you later, Bambi."
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   At school Tommy went straight to Melody, taking the seat next to
her in first period.
   "Hi Melody. How was your trip?"
   She gave him an icy glance "Look, leave me alone."
   "You have a nice ass...and your going to show it to me."
   "What!" she shouted, shocked by his nerve. Before she could say
more, the bell rang for class.
   All through math Melody glared at him. Tommy carefully avoided eye
contact.
   He caught up with her out in the hall after class let out.
   "Melody..."
   She wouldn't look at him.
   "Melody, I am going to put you on a dog leash and bring you to
heel."
   Melody spun, her arm outstretched but Tommy ducked her slap.
   The smile froze on Tommy's face as a strong hand reached around him
from behind, grabbing a handful of his shirt and turning him around. A
punch to his stomach doubled him over. The hold on his shirt did not
let go, pulling him forward into an alcove and out of
sight of the teachers monitoring the hall.
   Fighting to breathe, Tommy was hauled straight and looking into the
face of Melody's current boyfriend, Dale. Dale exercised most of his
limited vocabulary to threaten the smaller boy.
   "Listen you little shithead, you stay away from my..."
   Dale's face went blank as he locked gazes with Tommy.
   "Dale, you're thirsty, very, very thirsty. You need a really big
drink, don't you? Of course you do. Why only a drink from one of the
toilets will satisfy you. Go ahead, Dale, get a good, long drink from
one of the toilets in the bathroom and remember, I was the one who
made you do it. Get out of here."
   He smiled as he watched Dale charge around the corner and into the
boys' room.
    Tommy thought for a moment in the empty hall, trying to remember.
Then he had it and hurried down to the art wing. Throwing open the
door he saw Melody holding a brush in one hand studying the canvas in
front of her.
   He walked up to Melody and grabbed her. She looked at him, mouth
agape but again Tommy avoided eye contact.
   "I will see you naked on your knees before me."
   Before she could react further, Tommy kissed her, using his tongue
as Mom had taught him.
   Mr. Dean, the art teacher lifted Tommy off the floor, breaking the
kiss. As he was carried from the room he watched tears roll down
Melody's face and thought how much sexier they made her look.
   He sat in the principal's office as his mother was called.  Mom
heard the principal's name and the suggestion Tommy had planted
clicked in. She arranged to meet and speak with Melody's parents at
Tommy's house.
   Tommy was sent home. With Megan's help he prepared the video
recorder for the evening's festivities. He hid it so he could record
the fun in kitchen.
   Just after five Mom got home. At six Melody and her parents
arrived. Mom led them into the kitchen.
   Before they were even seated at the table, Melody's father began.
   "Do you have any idea what your son did?"
   Melody's mother, her face prematurely wrinkled with frown lines,
placed a hand on his shoulder, trying to calm him.
   Megan stood waiting as Tommy's mother suggested she take Melody
upstairs to play so the adults could talk freely and take care of
Tommy. Melody's parents looked relieved as their little girl left the
room.
   "Well, Tommy?" his mother said sternly, "What do you have to say
for yourself?"   All eyes turned to Tommy. Smiling he saw Melody's
mother's and father's faces go blank.
   "I say Melody is a problem child. She is much older than she seems.
You know it's healthy for a girl her age to have a playmate like me?"
   The three adults at the table nodded.
   "It was just play. Melody is quite happy, and you know I think if
you leave her here it would do her a lot of good."
   Again the three nodded slowly.
   "Now, don't the two of you have to get home and make love. You
couldn't do it while Melody was around, could you?"   Melody's parents
nodded again.
   "Good. Why not go home," Tommy said, "and fuck on the front lawn."
   Quietly they got up and left.
   Tommy smiled. He wanted to take Melody without mind control the
first time. He got up and started toward Megan's room where Lisa had
been waiting to surprise Melody.
   He got no further than the living room. The T.V. was on and his
Aunt Bambi, who he had forgotten about was sitting there, the picture
on the screen was the now empty table. He had left the camera
connected to the T.V.!
   Frantically he moved to lock his eyes with his unknown aunt.  But
she was obviously warned and closed her eyes, but to Tommy's
amazement, she knelt before him.
   "Wait! Please, Tommy! Master!"
   Tommy blinked.
   "Tommy, I am your aunt, and I want to be your slave."
   Tommy was too astounded to move.
   "Look, you remember your mother was so upset.  Have you asked her
why?"
   Tommy glanced at his mother, then back at the woman kneeling at his
feet.
   "Mom? Why do you dislike Aunt Bambi so much?"
   Tommy felt his mother struggle but slowly she spoke.
   "Your father...our wedding night. Your aunt seduced him."
   Tommy looked at Mom, shocked.
   "She seduced Dad?"
   Mom nodded but Bambi spoke.
   "Tommy," she said, unzipping Tommy's pants, "I will let you use
your power on me, but I want to help you with these women."
   "Why?" Tommy asked as he watched her pull his pants and underwear
down.
   "I believe the natural state of woman is kneeling before a man,
used for his pleasure, not hers, punished for the slightest infraction
and to make babies. I came here to seduce you, to show my sister I
could have you, too.
   "You need someone to help you, an adult...I will be your head
woman, in exchange for making me your slave."
	Tommy was grinning as the woman before him began to undress slowly.
	 "I, too, like women. That is why I became an OB/GYN, a woman's
doctor. You'll need my help if you want to make the young one upstairs
pregnant."
	   "You know about that?" Tommy asked, fear again coloring his face.
	   Bambi smiled and pointed to Tommy's tape collection on the floor
"I had all day. You have been a very busy man."
   Tommy marveled at his aunt as she knelt before him, offering him
more than he had ever expected. She was shaped just right, so much
like Mom...
   Tommy was young, but not to young to know that when things look too
good to be true they often are.
   "Bambi, look at me."
   The woman looked into Tommy's eyes and her own quickly glazed.
   "Tell me the truth. Are you trying to trick me?"
   "No, Master," she replied.
   Tommy was surprised but tried not to let it show.
   "Bambi, you will never betray me. You'll be my loyal slave, but you
can never tell on me, and you must always protect me."
   "I must always protect you."
   "And you'll always do as I say."
   "I will always do as you say."
   He broke contact with her. She blinked and smiled at him.
   "What about Mom?" he asked.
   Bambi smiled.
   "Oh I have plans for her.... With your permission, of course."
   "Sure. What do you need from me?"
   "Keep her from struggling."
   Tommy smiles and looked at his mother.
   "Mom, you can't move. You are locked in place except as Bambi wants
you to move."
   Mom stood stock still. She still wore the black business suit that
she had worn to work. Meeting with Melody's parents meant she couldn't
change as she normally would have. Her hair was pulled up into a
French braid on the top of her head giving her a certain elegance.
   Tommy's eyes left his mother to watch Aunt Bambi remove her
clothes. The white cashmere sweater went over her head and a quick zip
left her skirt on the floor. Her tits were firmer, higher than his
mother's, the nipples reaching out for attention. As she wiggled out
of her thin pink panties Tommy noticed that she kept her sex naked
just like the other members of his harem. Watching her show Tommy
thought how great an addition Aunt Bambi would make.
   After she had stripped Bambi walked up to his mother and squeezed
her breasts through the black business suit she wore. Mom's eyes went
wide.
   "Bambi, stop it!
   "Stop it right now!"
   Rather than stop, Bambi gave her sister a big, wet kiss and grabbed
her cunt through the skirt and squeezed it.
   "Tommy, stop her...please, Master..."
   Mom's protests were cut short as Bambi again mashed her mouth
against her sister's lips.
   Bambi stepped back, slowly peeling the dark jacket off her sister
revealing a white silky blouse with a high collar. Tommy could see the
outline of the dark leather bra Lisa had bought. As she now did every
day she had worn it to work. Tommy smiled at her erect nipples poking
proudly through the holes in the bra. Suddenly he wondered whether she
had worn the suit coat all day to hide her sexy underthings. He would
have to do something about that.
   While Tommy thought, Bambi slowly unbuttoned the blouse and the
pulled it off his mother revealing the leather bra and locked collar
that she wore underneath it.  With a flick of her wrist Bambi let down
her sister's hair so that it flowed down around he
shoulders.
   "Oh, Master, she looks wonderful," said Bambi, running her fingers
along the tight leather collar.
   Tommy was going to tell Aunt Bambi that she would get one soon,too,
but his mother interrupted.
   "Stop...please...stop..."
   Bambi, ignoring the pleas, unzipped Mom's skirt and let it fall to
the floor revealing a pair of nylon stockings that were held in place
by a lacy black garter belt.  Tommy's mother wore no panties!
   "Bambi, don't you touch me! Stop it!"
   "Sister, dear, you are so sexy without any panties. I'll just bet
every one at your office wants to taste this."
   With that Bambi knelt, spreading Mom's knees with her hands and
Mom's cunt lips with her tongue. In a second she had found her
sister's clit and a ragged moan rose from Mom's throat.
   Before Mom could get too excited, Bambi stopped. A look of
consternation crossed Mom's face, then shame. Tommy found the second
look extremely exciting. Just as she started to protest again, Tommy
had an idea.
   "Bambi, give me your panties."
   His aunt retrieved them from the floor and handed the damp cloth to
Tommy. As Mom took a deep breath to continue pleading, Tommy popped
the panties in her mouth. Her diatribe became muffled and then, as she
realized the futility of her pleas and orders, it died down.
   Bambi smiled and then lay Mom down on the floor. With a sneer she
placed the sharp, stiletto heel of one of her shoes on Mom's forehead.
Tommy found the gesture oddly exciting.
   Without further ado, Bambi grabbed an armload of video equipment
and left the house. Tommy had no idea what she was doing until the
monitor in the living room came to life showing a view of the large
mating stall in the barn. Bambi smiled and waved into the camera as
she moved about making some sort of preparations.
   When Bambi returned to the house she popped a fresh 8 hour tape
into the recorder and punched record. Lisa had bought the equipment
from the college studio. The camera could track and zoom remotely.
   Bambi helped Mom to her feet, openly copping a feel. She then led
her out the back door with Tommy in tow. Bambi bent Mom down on a
padded bench she had placed in the center of the stall.
   "Well, Sister dear," Bambi said saucily, "While I satisfy my
stallion in the house, you'll get to satisfy yours right here."
   Mom began to scream into Bambi's panties but could not move. Tommy
watched, fascinated by this idea.
   Bambi was thorough, tying Mom tightly to the bench. She had been
ordered not to move, but what was coming might get a little rough.
Hence her wrists were attached to the legs of the bench in front of
her and her legs spread and tied to the back legs. Mom was secured to
the bench on her belly.
   Bambi knelt between her sister's legs and began to poke and prod.
   "What are you doing?"
   "Examining her."
   Bambi took an instrument that they used in mares, a kind of
periscope and inserted it into Mom. She peered in with a light.
   "Has your mother been feeling sick in the mornings?"
   "Yes. Is she going to be all right?"
   "Fine, she is just pregnant.
   "Has she had any dates in the last month or so?"
   "Only with me," Tommy stated, grinning widely at the news.
   "Then you're going to be a daddy, Master."
   Mom had been struggling throughout the examination, straining to
move away from her sister. When she heard the news she collapsed
against the bench. When she saw which cupboard Bambi was opening she
willed herself to struggle again.
     Smiling, Tommy turned up the volume.  Time to start playing with
Melody's mind.
   Tommy lead Bambi upstairs where they found Lisa, Megan, and their
new playmate, Melody. Melody had a dildo gag tightly strapped to her
head and her jeans had been removed. She wore a pink bodysuit with
snaps at the crotch over lighter pink cotton panties. Tommy's mind
pictured the pussy which awaited him under the double layer of cloth.
   Melody was tied to a large wooden cross, her arms spread wide, and
her legs tied together, a mixture of fear and pleasure were in her
eyes as Megan, totally nude and on Lisa's leash, knelt and licked
Melody's nipples thru her leotard.  Lisa was gently rubbing circles
around Melody's cloth covered crotch.
   Tommy approached, grinning. Melody's eyes locked on his and Tommy
murmured.
   "Being tied up excites you. You love the feeling of the ropes, the
restraint. Your feelings toward sex are unchanged."
   Tommy broke contact and continued.
   "Melody, I told you you would wear my leash and make you my bitch.
You're going to mother my children, too."
   His three girls brought Melody's cross downstairs while Tommy sat
to watch the T.V.  Tommy used the controls to widen the angle.   Tommy
muted the sound and handed the remote to Lisa.
     Tommy turned his attention to Melody.
   "You have waited long enough my little slave."
   Tommy leaned over and gently kissed Melody's sex through her
leotard. His fingers unsnapped the crotch and he watched the fabric
retract.  Melody's eyes were wide, desperate.
   Bambi began shredding the leotard so Tommy could run his hands all
over Melody's body, down her sides and across her budding tits.
   Bambi smiled, saying, "A few shots and I can give her tits as big
as mine, Master."
   Tommy considered for a moment before answering.
   "No, I like them just fine this way. I want to videotape their
development."
   Melody moved her lips as if to speak, but no sound came out around
her gag. Bambi's hand went under the waistband of Melody's panties.
   "Do not destroy her panties. I want them."
   He smiled down at Melody's naked pussy.  It had not even started to
grow any fur yet
   "Know what a virgin is?" he asked.
   Melody soberly nodded.
   "You won't be one much longer."  He gently touched Melody's sex.
She jerked at her bonds but they held fast
   Tommy grinned and parted the sex. He didn't know why but he just
loved looking at that part of women.
   "Do you believe I could hurt you?" Tommy asked
   Melody nodded.
   "Nicker for me."
   Melody turned bright red, but paused only moment before nickering
quietly in her throat.  Melody began to cry and Tommy licked at the
tears.
 "Oh, you're going to like it."
   Kissing her eyes he pressed the tip of his cock to the top her soft
opening. Melody winced, trying to pull away.
   "I'll give you your choice, you can do me first or a ram. Which
will it be? You want the ram?"
   Melody shook her head no.
   Tommy grinned beginning to work himself into the small girl.
   "Whinny, mare."
   Melody at the floor, embarrassed and nickered again in her throat.
   Tommy took her slowly. She was tight, a year younger then himself
and he had to push and then wait, playing with her body, licking her
lips around the gag. He encountered her virginity and stretched it
slowly, calming Melody as it ripped and he felt a little warm blood
drip down her leg. Finally his belly met hers, he was in to his root,
and he began to thrust as he had watched Blackie do.
   "You had best answer me, mare, if you don't want to end up taking
Mom's spot."
   Then Tommy thrust again and Melody again nickered in response to
his bestial grunt. Tommy thrust again, standing on his toes and
noticed Melody pointing her toes.
   "Getting to like it, mare?"
   Bambi slowly pressed her face up behind Tommy, licking his balls,
her tongue sometimes caressing one or the other of Melody's pussy lips
as Tommy thrust in and out.
   Melody's equine nickers were getting louder and Tommy pressed deep
in. He watched Melody begin to squirm, her body twisting like a stoat
impaled on him.
   Then she suddenly tensed. Tommy felt her internal muscles clutch on
his cock and he had to really work to thrust deeper. Melody's nicker
went to a high squeal and her eyes went wide.
   Then Tommy felt himself clench. The pleasant sensation of his
muscles rhythmically pulsing in the young girl, he could feel his
semen pressing and sticking to the walls around his cock as he filled
the young girl.
   Melody sagged in her bonds. Tommy smiled; they had both had a good
workout.
  "Put something in her so my stuff won't leak out," he commanded as
he withdrew.
   He was vaguely aware of Bambi selecting a belt and vibrator and
fitting Melody with it as Lisa called to him.
   "Time for round two."
   "Take her off the cross and bring her here."
   Melody was taken down. The vibrator in her mound secure and buzzing
softly, she was in a daze. Tommy was in no mood for games and simply
looked at Melody and said, "Suck!"
    Melody was re-gagged and laid down.  Tommy left the machine on
record and turned off the T.V.
   Bambi looked quizzically at Tommy.
   "Aren't you going to release your mother?"
   No, she can keep her stallion happy all night; you have a stallion
of your own to take care of, remember?"
   Picking up Melody's panties, his trophy, he led Aunt Bambi to his
bedroom
   Tommy walked into the master bedroom, his bedroom, now, and lay in
the center of the large down comforter; Lisa had taken care of her
chores and the bed was made. Letting out a sigh of contentment he
watched his newest acquisition walk to the foot of the bed, her eyes
downcast. Aunt Bambi stood naked, the nipples topping her large
breasts erect at the thought of riding the young stallion on the bed.
She spread her legs shoulder width apart exposing her naked mound and
pussy lips to Tommy's hungry gaze and crossed her arms behind her back
and awaited her master's command.
   Though little time had passed since he had begun Melody's training,
his cock began to stir as he looked at her lush, older body so like
his mother's and yet so fresh and unexplored. Her dark hair fell to
her shoulders and thick dark lashes shielded her eyes from his gaze,
but Tommy knew from staring into them, from molding Bambi's will to
his own, that they were deep and brown. Thinking of eyes.
   "Bambi, you made love to my father and swore you'd return and have
your sister's son, too?"
   Bambi's eyes rose to look at Tommy as she answered, "Yes."
    "And now your sister's son has you, right?"
   "Yes."
   "Tell me, Bambi, what are your plans? Not now, for tonight, but in
general. Where is your proper place?"
   "Master, it is my place and that of every woman at the feet of a
strong, severe man. I hope to train well, to serve you as you desire.
I am also a doctor, one specializing in helping women fulfill their
other great goal, to have babies. I will help you with your women,
serving, in exchange for your mastery of me, as your overseer, your
headwoman.
   "I knew your mother hated me and thought it would take time to get
close to you, to make love to you as I did your father. I arranged a
temporary posting to the University Hospital obstetrics unit and took
an apartment in the city. I will, with your permission, move in here,
now that I know what is going on."
   As she finished her answer, Bambi knelt at the foot of the bed.
Leaning forward her mouth just reached Tommy's bare boyish feet.
   "I've been thinking, Bambi, that with your help I could get some
things done around here. Melody needs to be adopted and you're easier
to direct than Mom; perhaps you could be her mother. We also need some
more barn space. I think we need to..."
   Tommy's voice trailed off into a soft moan as Bambi's red lips
encircled his big toe. The warm wetness of her tongue and the gentle
pressure of her sucking on the toe caused his cock to dance. Bambi
rose up a fraction, opening her mouth even wider, and took all five of
his toes into her mouth. Her teeth grazed the sensitive skin on his
soles and he shuddered. The air was cool on the trails of saliva she
left behind, but her tongue and lips seemed touched with fire, a fire
Tommy felt whenever his aunt touched him.
   Bambi disengaged, rocking back on her knees to take a look at her
new master. His cock was rigid and though only five inches in length,
certainly large enough for any twelve-year old; given what she knew of
his father, Bambi felt sure it would grow with age.
   "Bambi, do you work out?"
   "Yes, Master."
   Bambi could feel Tommy's eyes burning into her full tits. Though
she was well-endowed like her sister, no children and a strenuous
regime of exercise had kept her body from revealing her three and a
half decades of life.
   "I think you should start working with the other girls; you should
all get in shape for me."
   "Yes, Master. I'll get started tomorrow.
   "And Master, I know a local attorney who could handle the adoption.
She is smart, slim, and believes many of the things I believe. I'm
sure she could find us a sympathetic judge; perhaps even a beautiful,
cooperative judge."
   Before Tommy could answer, Lisa's voice could be heard from the
living room, "That's it, Megan, lick it...lick it...lick it right
there...right...." The words were then lost in high-pitched moans of
pleasure. Tommy and Bambi looked at each other and smiled.
   Bambi crawled over the edge of the bed, spreading Tommy's legs.
Lisa's climax continued as Bambi's tongue snaked out, caressing
Tommy's balls. Lisa's moans faded as Tommy's began. Bambi licked first
one nut, then the other. She opened her mouth, sucking his entire sac
into her mouth. Again the gentle pressure and warm wetness of her
mouth turned the boy on. Tommy closed his eyes as his fingers knotted
in Bambi's hair, urging her on.
   Releasing his nuts, Bambi licked up and down her master's shaft. A
drop of pre-cum on the tip formed a sticky strand from his cock to her
tongue, a drooping, glistening thread connecting her to his manhood.
She smiled at the image as she opened her mouth wide again and
engulfed Tommy's cock. Experience guided her tongue around the head,
surprising Tommy. None of his other girls was this good; something
else for Bambi to teach them.
   Such thoughts of other times, other places were driven from Tommy's
head as he watched his aunt rise up onto the bed and straddle him.
With infinite slowness she lowered her excited, bald cunt onto his
cock. Tommy felt the urge to thrust, to drive his cock into the wet
velvet glove of her cunt but he resisted. This was something new,
something he had not even considered: Let the
woman do all of the work 
   Bambi started her ride slowly, building speed as Tommy watched. Her
hands began to stroke his chest, a pinch of his small nipples gawing a
gasp from him. It had hurt, but along with watching his aunt's belly
undulate as she impaled herself on him it excited him. It excited him
even more to think of Mom's frustration, first at having Bambi take
her husband and now at having her take her son. Aunt Bambi's
experience brought Tommy to the edge very quickly and kept him there
for a very long time. It was well past midnight when Tommy finally
spent himself and rolled over into a deep, dreamless sleep.
 The sun streamed in through the crack at the edge of the blinds,
bringing Tommy awake. He sat upright and looked around, blinking in
confusion. Then he saw Bambi curled up on the floor at the foot of 
his bed and he relaxed. Stretching he smiled at the shine of his dried
seed on his aunt's thighs. That sight made him think of his mother,
still bound in the barn with an unstabled stallion. "She'll keep," he
thought, climbing out of bed.
Piling the tape on his growing collection, Tommy went to the porch for
the paper.   Tommy returned to the entry hall, glancing at the
headlines of the paper, looking away, and then looking back, reading
them with a smile. Before he could do more he heard Lisa on the
stairs. Looking up he could see she wore nothing but her collar and
led his sister, Megan, by a leash attached to hers. Megan, too, wore
nothing but a collar and held a leash. Her leash went to Melody's
collar; Melody's face was partially hidden by the leather straps of a
cock shaped gag which filled her mouth, and her crotch was covered by
a tight fitting pair of leather "panties" which held a pair of buzzing
vibrators in her two nether orifices. Melody's arms were tied cruelly
behind her back and tears ran down her young cheeks with each tortuous
step down the stairs.
   "Good morning, girls," Tommy said cheerily.
   Lisa and Megan smiled at Tommy. Melody struggled to take another
step without falling.
   "I heard you three having fun last night."
   Lisa and Megan both blushed, the red rising from the middle of
their chests, spreading across the tops of their naked breasts, up
under their dark leather collars and across their faces. Tommy pointed
and Lisa spread her hairless cunt lips for him to see how slick they
still were. Tommy smiled and led the three into the kitchen.
   Tommy quickly doled out three helpings of dog food, placing the
dishes on the kitchen floor. Without hesitation Lisa and Megan dropped
and crawled to their breakfasts. Tommy stood and watched as their
asses wiggled and he could see their naked lips pressed between their
thighs. As they bent forward to eat he could see the tight, inviting
pucker of their assholes.
   Tommy's gaze traveled across the room to Melody. She just stared at
the two girls on the floor. Crossing to her, Tommy smiled, unbuckling
and removing the invasive gag from her mouth. She swallowed hard
several times, seeming to test the hinge of her jaw. Then she turned
her face to Tommy, fire dancing in her eyes.
   "You're going to go to jail for this, Tommy! Where are my parents?
What did you do with them?"
   Tommy reached for the paper he had laid on the counter and held it
up for Melody to see. A picture of Melody's mom and dad, draped in
blankets being led to police cars dominated the space above the fold.
Melody's mind slowly came back into focus enough that she could read
the banner headline: Couple Found in Gross, Indecent Act.
   "What did you do to them?" Melody asked, her voice rising to a
panicked pitch, her breasts dancing with her rage.
   "It's now what I did, it is what I could do," Tommy answered, his
voice frighteningly flat.
   Melody paused, tearing her eyes from the paper and looking at
Tommy.
   "What do you mean?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper.
   "You've seen what I can do with people, when I put my mind to it.
What if your parents were to be locked up and some one were to throw
away the key?"
   "No!"
   "Yes, my dear, I could make it happen. I will make it happen unless
you and I come to an understanding.
   "You're parents are obviously unfit; anyone can see that. My aunt
is going to adopt you and you'll live here with us. You'll go along
with it being my personal pet, taking care of my needs and bearing my
babies. In exchange I'll make sure your parents go to very nice funny
farms and receive only the best care."
   "You can't mean that, Tommy," Melody bawled, "I'm only eleven and I
don't want to...I can't believe..."
   "Believe," Tommy interrupted, "Believe that your mom will have a
real good time when she ends up in an all-male cell by `mistake'."
   A look of shock filled Melody's face, replacing the teary pleading.
She really could not believe that Tommy would so such a thing, that
such a thing could happen to her mother. Yet she had seen what Tommy
could do.
   Tommy let her stew, turning from her to prepare himself a bowl of
Captain Crunch. After a couple of noisy mouthfuls he turned to Melody
again.
   "Your decision?"
   Melody's face dropped toward the ground. Tommy could barely hear
her when she asked, "Tommy, may I use my arms while I eat?"
   Tommy quickly untied her and watched happily as she dropped to her
knees and crawled across the floor to join the other girls for
breakfast. Tommy heard quiet clapping from the doorway and looked up
to see his naked aunt standing there.
   "You handled that very well, Master."
   "Thank you. I will want to see that lawyer as soon as possible, and
see if she can bring a female judge, too. I want to take care of those
legal matters.
   "Are you hungry?"
   Bambi smiled, dropping to her knees and crawling to Tommy. He
laughed as he prepared another bowl and placed it on the floor in
front of her.
   The four girls finished eating, licking their bowls clean, just
about the time Tommy finished his second bowl of cereal. Bambi sat
back on her heels when she was done and looked at Tommy.
   "Shouldn't we release your mother, Tommy? Blackie may or may not be
sated and another go with a cock like his..."
   "It's okay, Bambi. She won't mind. I need you to check yourself
and the other girls. I need to know if they are pregnant."
   Bambi nodded and rose to comply. After poking, prodding and
examining each of them she reported to Tommy.
   "Megan is pregnant but Lisa and Melody aren't. Lisa is almost at
her peak, so you should be able to impregnate her sometime this week.
I would guess that you will have some trouble with Melody
since she is so young. I could help that along with shots I told you
about. I could use similar hormones on myself, too."
   "Damn, I really wanted a picture of all of you heavy with my
children. What shots were those again?"
   Bambi went into her doctor's bag and pulled out a small vial. "This
is a hormone which regulates ovulation. If I give it to Melody now she
will be ready by tonight, as will Lisa naturally. I can use it, but
you'll want to keep your sperm count high; as they say, three on a
match is bad luck."
   "Okay, do it."
   Bambi drew a syringe full of the thick, yellowish liquid. Melody
had been listening and tried to crawl away from the glistening needle.
Megan's hand on her leash stopped her and Tommy's painfully tight grip
on her arm brought her to her feet.
   "No, Tommy, don't let her do this. Tommy, don't...."
   Tommy bent Melody over a kitchen chair, her ass pointed right at
Bambi. With a practiced stab she pumped the hormone into the girl's
rump. As Melody rubbed the sore spot Bambi leaned close,
whispering, "It'll help your tits grow some, too."
   Tommy picked up the ankle cuff chained to the stove, snapping it
around Melody's leg before she rose from the chair. He grabbed a
handful of her hair and turned her eyes to look into his. The familiar
dreamy expression came over her face.
   "Melody, you ran away from me. That is bad. You must not run. You
must be punished. Today you must clean the kitchen floor...with your
tongue. Make sure you don't miss any spots."
   Tommy broke contact and smiled as Melody crawled into the corner
and began her task.
   "Lisa, Megan, get dressed. I have some errands for the two of you
to run while I am at school. Bambi, put something on; we need to go
check on Mom."
   Bambi stepped forward to release her sister but Tommy's raised
hand stopped her.    "Tommy, what...Glubb!"
   Tommy approached his mother as Bambi bent to release her. Lifting
her head by the chin, Tommy caught Mom's eye.
    "I want you to remember how it felt to be pregnant. Remember when
you were carrying me? Remember how good you felt, what do they call
it, the `glow' you had? I want you to think about  that, about the
good feelings you had when you were pregnant. I want you to think
about that whenever you have a free moment. About how good it felt to
be pregnant.
   "You would want to share that sort of happiness, right? Share the
glow of being pregnant with your daughter, with Lisa, with your
`niece', Melody. I want you to think about sharing the good bfeeling,
about all of you being pregnant at the same time."
   "All of us pregnant."
    "Lisa, in my bedroom next to the bed is a pile of panties; panties
from all of you girls. You know what I want, right?"
   Lisa nodded, blushing above her pretty white blouse. Tommy reached
forward, undoing one more button so her cleavage would be obvious to
anyone she met.
   "I also want you to get some more collars; we'll be adding some
women to our...herd."
   Bambi and Mom emerged, both dressed stylishly, Mom in a black
business suit, white blouse, knee-length skirt, dark stockings and
high heels. Tommy smiled, knowing she wore no panties. Bambi wore a
silk blouse just a touch too small for her bust. Every time she moved
Tommy could see the outline of her lacy plunging-neckline bra through
the cream-colored material. A burgundy skirt, slit up the back with
matching pumps and tan stockings completed her ensemble. Again Tommy
knew she wore no panties.
   Pointing at his aunt, Tommy said simply, "Lawyer and judge tonight,
right?"
   Bambi nodded. Going to the table, Tommy scooped his mother's secret
home videos into his backpack. Approaching her he patted her on the
stomach where the first of his children was growing.
   "Mom, meet me after school. We're going to get you girls a new job
which will pay me for keeping you at home, in the kitchen and
pregnant."
   Tommy heard the horn and ran for the door, glancing in at Melody
hard at work on her penance. Running down the path toward the bus,
video cassettes bouncing on his back, Tommy considered. It seemed like
it was time to share his good fortune; it was time to let Paul in on
the secret.
    Tommy sent his mother off to work and went to school feeling
great.  His harem was up to five now, 3 of which were pregnant! How
much more fun could a 12 year old have? The first thing he did when he
arrived at school was to find Paul.
   "Paul, I know we gotta go to school, to keep up appearances, but
today I want to take the day off. What do you say?"
   Paul smiled, confused, "Tommy, what ARE you talking about? You
think they're just going to let us walk out of here?"
   "As a mater of fact, they are."
   Paul shook his head but followed his friend into the attendance
office. Mrs. Clark, looking older and more wrinkled than ever, smiled
over her morning attendance records.
   "Good morning, Tommy, How are your mother and sister today?"
   Tommy smiled back, "Good morning, Mrs. Clark. Mom and Megan are
both pregnant."
   Mrs. Clark's mouth opened in surprise, remaining slack as her eyes
met Tommy's.
   "Tommy?" Paul asked, "What's wrong with her?"
   "Nothing," Tommy replied, "she's just in my power. Watch.  Mrs
Clark, you're in your doctor's office and Paul here is your doctor. He
needs to examine your smelly, old pussy."
   The old lady rolled her chair back. As Paul watched, his mouth
open, Mrs. Clark pulled up her dark skirt and dropped her panties down
to her ankles. Smiling at Paul, Tommy said, "Go ahead, `Doctor' Paul."
   Paul stared at the furry beaver Mrs. Clark displayed. She was
obviously quite old as her lips sagged thinly between her legs.
   "Tommy,...How...?"
   "I don't know.
   "I noticed that my eyes glow when I look at them in the mirror and
ever since I can, like, hypnotize people and command them. Quit trying
to look at them; if you look at them you'll go all slack like she did.
   Paul wasn't sure what to say but he looked away, his gaze falling
again on the adult pussy in front of him.
   "Can I touch her?"
   "Sure, if you want to. If you come with me I can get you something
better, a virgin, any one you want.
   Paul nodded, unable to take his gaze from the snatch in front of
him. Tommy moved to seal Mrs. Clark's fate.
   "Mrs. Clark, you'll not gossip or tell anyone about Megan or Mom.
It will seem completely reasonable, in fact they DESERVE to be
pregnant.    Tommy glanced over at Paul's tented trousers and smiled.
   "Good, Mrs. Clark. You'll also make sure we are marked present
unless I call you and tell you otherwise."
   Tommy and Paul laughed as they walked out of the building, heading
toward Dr. Bambi's Woman's Clinic.
   After their joking ended, Paul became very quiet for a while. Then
he turned to his friend and asked, "Tommy, you let your mother and
sister get pregnant?"
   "`LET' them get pregnant? Paul, I MADE them pregnant. Tonight I
will do the same to Lisa and Melody."
   "Lisa?" Paul gasped, "You are going to get in Lisa's pants?"
   "She was my first," Tommy grinned at the adoration in his friend's
face.
   "No way! You mean it? And Melody, the gymnast? Didn't her parents
go crazy...Tommy, did you do that?"
   Tommy smiled and nodded.
   "Today we're adopting Melody."
   "Tommy, HOW did YOU make them pregnant?"
   "My Aunt Bambi will show you anything you want to know when we get
there."
   Paul walked quickly along, his face strained with concentration as
he tried to grasp what his best friend was telling him. As they
entered the professional building housing Bambi's practice, Paul
stared at a pregnant woman walking out.
   In the hush of the lobby he whispered to Tommy, "What does your
mother think of all this?"
   Tommy approached the elevators and pushed the button as he
answered, "She doesn't like it, thinks it is wrong. She thinks too
much; maybe tonight I'll turn her brain off, make her a pet, a farm
animal like Blackie.
   "Paul, women are just toys. A lot of fun to use, but you don't need
to worry about their feelings or what they are thinking."
   Paul was growing excited as the elevator carried them upwards.
   "Yeah, sure, but your own mother and sister?"
   "Especially my mother and sister, Paul. They ran my life, always
telling me what to do. And you want them to be human again?"
   "No, I guess not, Tommy."
   The doors opened and the two boys crossed the hall and entered the
Woman's Clinic. The waiting room was full: A red-head with an
extremely full belly sat in the corner, an older woman in a business
suit sat with her budding daughter, a blonde just starting to show
holding the arm of her husband, and two twentyish black women. Silence
fell as the couple stopped talking and the black women looked up from
the out dated magazines they were reading.
   "Tommy?" the nurse in the window, a young brunette with a dazzling
smile asked. When Tommy nodded and stepped forward the waiting room
returned to normal.
   "She is expecting you," the nurse continued, standing and opening
the door for Tommy and Paul. The name tag on her tight, white uniform
read "Janice". A glance at Paul's full groin and Janice quickly licked
her lips where only the two boys could see Before they could say
anything about it, Bambi came around the corner and Janice hurried
back to her station.
   "Don't pay any attention to Janice, Tommy, she is one of us," Bambi
began, holding her hand out and saying to Paul, "That means she knows
her place, just as I do. I am Bambi, Tommy's aunt."
   Paul took her hand, his mouth moving as if he wanted to say
something but nothing came out.
   "This is Paul," Tommy said for him, "He is here for his first."
   "As you please. Janice, we'll be in Examination Room One and we
won't want to be disturbed."
   "Yes, Doctor."
   Paul's head snapped around as the door slammed behind him. His
senses were overwhelmed by the pictures, medical close-ups of female
sexual organs, by the examination table, and especially by the
stirrups with their straps and strange configurations.
   "See any you liked?" Tommy asked him, snapping Paul's attention
back to the task at hand.
   "Any one?" Paul asked looking back at the closed door.
   "Well, any one but Bambi here. She's family and I want her to carry
my child."
   "Sure, Tommy, whatever you say. You know that lady out there, the
one with the daughter?"
   "Mrs. Boughman," Bambi prompted.
   "Yeah, I guess."
   "Excellent choice. Shall I have Janice bring her in?"
   "No," Paul blushed, "I want the girl."
   Tommy laughed.
   "YES!
   Okay, you can have her and her mom can watch."
   "REALLY, Tommy? I can just...do her?"
   Tommy nodded.
   Bambi smiled, scanning a schedule on a clipboard. "Mrs. Boughman is
bringing her daughter Kathy in for her first exam."
   Pressing a button on the intercom on the wall, Bambi said, "Janice,
please show the Boughmans into Examination Room One."
   "Can I get her pregnant?"
   Bambi shook her head when Tommy looked at her, answering, "She's
still too young."
   Tommy smiled, putting his hand on his crestfallen friend's
shoulder. "That's okay, Paul. If you want to make her pregnant I'll
make sure she comes back for you when she's ripe."
   Silence fellas Janice showed the two Boughman women into the room.
Mrs. Boughman stopped just inside the door as she caught sight of the
two boys.
   "Hello, Doctor. What are these two doing in here?"
   "Mrs. Boughman," Bambi answered, extending her hand. The woman had
to take a step forward to shake her hand. As Janice closed to door on
her way out, Bambi addressed the question she'd been asked.
   "They are here to examine your daughter; they are here to have sex
with  Kathy."
   Mrs. Boughman's mouth opened and then closed. The blood rushed to
her face and her eyes flashed with anger as she roared, "WHAT? I don't
know what you think you're doing, but I'll have your license..."
   Her voice stopped as Tommy caught her eyes.
   "Mrs. Boughman, do you have a first name?"
   "Cindy."
   "Alright, Cindy, I want you to tell us about the best sex you ever
had."
   "The best sex I ever had...
   "I was eighteen, summer had just started and Bill, he was my
boyfriend, drove me out to Crystal Lake. We ate dinner, watched the
sun set, went skinny dipping in the cold water, and then, under the
stars, we made love for hours and hours. I've never felt anything
like that night..." 
   "Great, Cindy. Listen closely, now. Whenever you think of Paul here
having sex with your daughter, you'll start to feel like you did that
night with Bill. Do you have that? It will feel so good to think about
Kathy serving Paul. You won't be able to climax, though, until you see
him climax with her. The more you think about Paul and Kathy, the
hotter you'll become, but you'll know that you cannot find release
until Kathy is his sex slave, willing or not . You'll feel all those
wonderful feelings once again, but only when Kathy serves Paul."
   Cindy Boughman nodded and Tommy broke contact.
   "Come on, Paul, we have some things to take care of."
   "WHAT?" Paul yelled, "What about me and the girl?"
   "That will take a little time," Tommy replied, looking at Mrs.
Boughman who was still in a rage, but every time she mentioned Paul
and Kathy, she closed her eyes and shuddered "Keep them here, Bambi.
And stall the pregnant woman, I have never made love to a
pregnant woman. How pregnant is she, her belly looks huge."
   Bambi smiled, "Well into the 9th month. She should be giving birth
within the next few days."
   "Good," Tommy smiled, "we'll be back in a few hours."
   Tommy looked at Paul who was over eyeing Kathy's legs. Every time
Mrs. Boughman moved to pull Paul away she stopped, panting, having now
broken out in a sweat.  Kathy Boughman was dressed in a short blue
skirt and a blue top with little balloons on it. Her
hair was a pony tail, and her bare legs were covered only by a pair of
pink socks and saddle shoes, beneath the skirt Tommy could see the
girl's "Wonder Woman" underoos.
   "Come on, Paul. Trust me, it will be worth the wait."
   Tommy's imagination danced as he took a long look at the red-
head's protruding stomach. "Trust me, it will be worth the wait,"
he thought.
   "Where are we going?" Paul asked when they reached the street.
   "A porno shop," Tommy replied, "To sell these videos of Mom with my
women."
   "Sell them?"
   "Sure. When Mom stops working how am I going to be able to afford
to eat and keep all my women? I mean dog food isn't free, you know."
   Paul blinked for a minute, processing what his friend had said.
   "Dog food? You mean Melody eats dog food?"
   "Of course. You don't think I would waste human food on them, do
you?"
   "Man, do I want to see that."
   "You will," Tommy replied, offering his hand.
   "Friends?"
   "Friends for LIFE!" Paul replied, pumping the hand quickly.
   Tommy smiled and noticed for the first time what a cute ass Paul
had.
   The neighborhood was dark, dangerous, but Tommy knew this was the
area Lisa had come to to fulfill his demands for videos and harnesses.
He wanted to take a look at the selection as well as make a good deal
for the merchandise in his backpack. They drew
some attention, but not too much, and Tommy soon saw the place he
wanted.
   The sign above the door said "Bondage Elite", the storefront window
was blacked out. Another sign, poorly hand-lettered and posted on the
door said, "ABSOLUTELY NO ONE UNDER 18". Tommy ignored it, pushing the
door open and entering the stale smelling shop.
   The large black man behind the counter looked up from his magazine
as the bell above the door signalled their arrival. It slammed behind
them as Tommy and Paul looked around in awe at the hundreds of covers
with naked women and unnameable sexual acts.
   "Get the hell out of here! Can't you read," the clerk roared,
rising to his feet and crossing toward them.
   Tommy took a step backward, afraid of the large man moving toward
him. Then, remembering his purpose and his power, he deftly caught the
big man's eye.
   "Get the owner. It is very important that we speak to him."
   The clerk retired through a door marked "Employees Only" and a
couple of minutes later followed another man back into the shop. The
new arrival had dark hair, mirrored aviator's glasses, and wore a very
nice suit of shiny grey fabric.
   "What do you kids want? Lenny, we could be shut down for this! Is
this some kind of fuckin' joke? Lenny, get them out of here."
   "Wait!" Tommy commanded, staring at the big man's eyes.
   "`Wait' what, kid? Get out before Lenny has to throw you out."
   Tommy stood, stunned.
   "Look me in the eye and say that."
   "Tough kid," the man smiled at Lenny. Then, leaning close so Tommy
could feel his breath on his face, he hyper-enunciated, "Get. Out.
Now."
   Lenny moved forward as his boss stood and straightened his suit.
Paul was quaking with terror, tears forming in his eyes. Tommy felt
the same panic in his gut but managed to speak.
   "Don't you want to see what we brought you?"
   "Look," the big man said, taking off his sunglasses and pinching
the bridge of his nose, "I told you to get the hell out of...."
   Lenny stopped, questioning his boss's glazed look, "Mr. Ludlow?"
   Thinking quickly, Tommy spoke to Mr. Ludlow, "We should really do
this in your office, don't you agree?"
   Catching Lenny's eyes was easy, "And we don't want to be
disturbed."
   As they followed Mr. Ludlow through the door, Paul whispered to
Tommy, "What happened?"
   "I don't know," Tommy replied, "Maybe the sunglasses blocked my
powers."
   "Then don't let him put them back on!" Paul whispered.
   "Mr. Ludlow," Tommy began, waiting for the man to turn before
continuing, "You really don't like wearing sunglasses. In fact when
you wear them they will hurt your eyes terribly. You'll be very glad
you listened to what we have to say."
   Tommy broke contact and they walked into a cramped office. Mr.
Ludlow, by habit, put his glasses back on as he took his seat.
   "Damn! Don't know why I keep these damned things," Mr. Ludlow said,
pulling them off again and tossing them on his desk.
   "You have two minutes to convince me that I shouldn't have Lenny
come back here and toss you out on your asses."
   Tommy smiled, "Got a VCR?"
  An hour later Mr. Ludlow sat staring at Tommy's mother.
   "Where'd you kids get this?" he asked.
   "I made it," Tommy replied, "That's my mom."
   "You got some mom, kid. I wish I had a mom like that."
   "So, is this worth something?" Tommy asked.
   "Not really," Ludlow replied slowly, "This stuff is illegal. But
I'm a sport. I'll give you five dollars apiece for them."
   Tommy frowned, "Mr. Ludlow, I may only be a kid, but I'm a kid who
knows which end of a woman is for what. Don't give me that `it's
illegal' shit. You don't care about that if there's a market for it.
There is, isn't there."
   Mr. Ludlow steepled his fingers together, thinking. Then he looked
back at Tommy and said, "Here's the deal, kid. I'll be taking the
risks, here, so I'll be making the profits. I'll front you $3,000 for
your mom's tape and $1,500 for each of the others against 10% of the
profits. Your mom is sure to sell well; she'll probably be the hottest
nude slave in Europe if you can provide more product."
   "`More product' is no problem. Mom and the girls will take special
requests, if the price is right.
   "One other thing: Do you know of a nude dance club around here?"
   "Nude dancing is against the law in this locality, kid," Mr. Ludlow
answered with a smile, "Sure, I have connections with one."
   "Good, my girls need plenty of exercise. I think they should take
turns at your club."
   "Do they perform?"
   "`Perform'? You mean with the men in the club?" Tommy asked,
thinking, "They will if the clients are clean and checked and
covered."
   "Been doing some special homework, haven't you, kid. I keep the
private `dances' upscale, so our doctor checks all of them out. The
girls do, too. I don't need to lose my little bread-winners."
   "Good. Then they'll do anything, so long as it is clean and they
aren't injured permanently. I do love Mom and she is carrying my
child."
   "Interested in selling any of them?"
   Tommy was silent for a minute. This was something he had not
previously considered.
   Paul spoke up, "Mr. Ludlow, are you serious? Sell women?"
   "Sure, it's just like livestock."
   "Not now, maybe later," Tommy answered as Mr. Ludlow laughed at
Paul's suddenly pale face.
   "Then, kid, I guess we're in business. Here's $10,500 and I'll let
Lenny know you have a tab here. Pick up what ever you think you'll
need."
   "Two more things, Mr. Ludlow. Since we're in business together, why
don't you call me `Tommy' and when my girls `dance' at your club can I
watch?"
   "Well, Tommy, it is a pleasure doing business with you. Don't
worry, you can watch."
   Tommy carefully stowed the money in his back pack. It was more
money than he or Paul had seen in their life. Then, on the way out,
they picked up a few more items to replace the videos he'd sold.
Without a glance back the two friends made their way out of the
neighborhood and back to the Woman's Clinic.
   Tommy and Paul could hear the yelling as soon as the elevator doors
opened. Entering the clinic they saw the pregnant red-head shouting at
Janice.
   "I have been waiting for over two hours!"
   "Yes, Mrs. Clark, I understand," the receptionist replied, catching
sight of Tommy, "You can go in right now. I'll show you the way to
Examination Room Two."
   Tommy watched the woman struggle to walk to the door, her large
belly sagging with the weight of the child within, made even more
pronounced by the child being carried so low.  The woman was wearing a
powder blue maternity dress that Tommy could not see under, her hair
was a soft auburn, and ran down her back, and she looked to be about
27 years old, she waddled in with her hands on her belly, her ankles
visible with white socks disappearing into plain brown moccasins.
   "You can do anything you want with them, Tommy, can't you?" Paul
whispered in awe.
   "I'm learning," Tommy smiled.
   "Then we really can make them into pets? I mean, just pets like
trained dogs?"
   Before Tommy could answer Mrs. Boughman walked into the hallway and
looked straight at Paul, exclaiming, "There you are!"
   She was perspiring heavily, and little Kathy held her hand looking
confused. Paul almost ran out when Mrs. Boughman got on her knees,
placing Kathy's hand in Paul's.
   "Please, take her!"
   Paul blinked, "Take her where?"
   Mrs. Boughman looked desperate, wild-eyed, saying, "You know, take
her."
   "Mommy?" Kathy's looked up at her mom, "Who is this boy?"
   "Shut up Kathy, and just do whatever he says."
   Paul blinked, and then Tommy nudged him grinning.
   "I don't know, Mrs. Boughman," Paul said, taking Tommy's hint, "I
am just a kid and I don't know what to do."
   Tommy turned toward Bambi's office as Mrs. Boughman pulled Paul and
her daughter into Room One, offering to show Paul what to do.
   Bambi looked up from the Mrs. Clark's tests as Tommy entered and
answered the question in his look.
   "She is close, very close. Sometime today or tomorrow she should
give birth. She's in the stirrups in Two, secured for your pleasure,
Master."
   "Secured?" Tommy asked.
   Bambi nodded, smiling, "I use straps around my patient's ankles to
make sure they stay in place."
   Tommy's brow furrowed, "Do all doctors do that?"
   "No," Bambi replied, "But most people just accept it as some new
practice."
   Tommy smiled and walked in.  Mrs. Clark was on her back on the exam
table, wearing one of those gowns that open in the back.  Her legs
were widely spread and her heels were hooked in the stirrups, and as
Bambi had said, a thick leather strap circled each ankle tightly.
Tommy was amused at how her toes curled over.  Her arms were by her
sides, placed loosely thru two leather loops attacked to the table,
normally used for a woman in labor to pull against.
   When the door opened Mrs. Clark heard it and looked up with a
smile, "Well, Doctor, it's about..."
   Her voice choked as she saw little Tommy smiling at her, the doctor
right behind.
   "Get him out of here!" she yelled, moving to cover her exposed
groin. Before she could remove her hands Bambi yanked the loops tight
around the wrists.
   "What are you doing! I'll sue! Are you out of your mind?  No, stop,
stop!"
   Bambi smiled, and stuffed roll after roll of gauze into Mrs.
Clark's mouth till all she could do was let out a muffled "mummph!"
   As the pregnant woman tried to sit up to her elbows she watched in
horror as Tommy got undressed, staring at his little erection.
   Tommy smiled "I know you're pregnant. I want to do you that way. Do
we know what sex the baby is?"
   "A little girl" Bambi smiled, licking her patient's throat.
   "Good," said Tommy, "I wanna cum in her little face."
   Tommy stepped from the last of his clothes, enjoying Mrs.Clark's
mixture of fear and outrage. Tommy's little hand went under the
hospital gown and Mrs. Clark when rigid as his little hand found her
nether lips.
   "No hair?"
   "I knew you like them that way so I told the stupid little cunt it
was unsterile and she shaved it all off for you, Master."
   Tommy smiled and pulled the gown up, as Bambi reached for a small
knife to cut the gown away.  Tommy gazed at the woman's belly, the
smooth skin ran along her belly and then bulged suddenly outwards as
it approached her belly button, then just as quickly curved back and
sloped immediately to her bald pussy.
   "Can you swing these stirrups open wider?"
   "Of course, we can use these tables for labor," Bambi answered as
she finished slicing the flimsy gown apart.
   The woman watched in horror as Tommy worked the screws and spread
her legs to an obscene 70 degree angle apart. Her struggles to spit
out the gauze, to shout for this to stop made Tommy's erection beat
with the increased pulse of his heart.
   Tommy gazed at his prize. Bambi finished taping her mouth so she
could not spit out the gauze.  Clark was huge, the baby would probably
weight at least 12 pounds, and he was having visions of his harem
looking the same way, five at once. Hell, if Melody had one this huge
she's look like a stuffed turkey! Tommy's hands wandered up to the
breasts, they were always his first stop, they
were also big, they looked almost swollen, and Tommy smiled as he
caressed them gently teasing the nipple.  Mrs. Clark let out a muffled
whimper, still sitting up on her elbows watching Tommy take his time
with her.
   "Just so you know, Mrs. Clark, I am going to have sex with you, I
am going to take my time, and do it as many times as I like and you
have nothing to say about it." Tommy smiled and sealed his lips to her
left breast, after a small suckle Tommy tasted a very sweet milk, and
smiled. Suckling harder. Mrs Clark was slowly laying back on the
table. Tommy saw Bambi join him for lunch and together they began to
lick the woman's nipples, slowly suckling them dry of milk, and
substantially reducing their size.
  Mrs. Clark was panting now a light sweat covering her belly. She
struggled gently against the bonds holding her wrists.
   Tommy began to run his hands over her ripe belly, smiling as he
felt the child within her kick.  "Bambi is going to remove your gag
now, so you can eat her out while I put my cock in you. If you're not
quiet things could get worse."
   As soon as the gag came out Mrs. Clark tried to scream. By now the
office was empty, except for Paul and the Boughmans, who Tommy could
hear pleading with poor Paul, who had no idea what to do.
   Tommy shook his head.
   "Bad girl."
   Janice walked in as Tommy began pulling Mrs. Clark's ass over the
edge of the table. With Janice's help Mrs. Clark's ass was soon
exposed.  Tommy took his hand and began spanking the captive. At first
his small blows only stung, but as he left red mark after red mark
from his hand on her soft ass, it began to turn red all over. At first
Tommy could see his hand prints then they disappeared in a crimson
color.  The woman began to struggle, her belly bouncing
before Tommy's fascinated eyes.
   "No wonder Mom liked to spank me," he thought.
   After about 10 minutes of this the woman was in tears, and her ass
was beginning to bruise
   "You gonna listen?" Tommy said, trying to sound like an adult.
Tommy got even harder as he saw her nod.
   Bambi released her mouth and this time she stayed silent.
   "My name is Tommy. In a moment I'm gonna let Bambi have her way
with your face, as I stick my cock between your legs..."
   "But you're just a child," Mrs. Clark whispered.
   "Yes, Mrs. Clark, but a child who has you helpless and is about to
screw you."
   "But my daughter..."
   "...is about to get a face full of my cum, the first of many maybe
so you both should just lay back and enjoy it."
   Trembling she laid back and Bambi spread her legs gently pulling
her own pussy lips apart and placing them over Mrs. Clark's nose and
mouth.
   The helpless woman struggled for a moment until Bambi smiled and
said, "If you want to breath, use your tongue to push the lips out of
the way."
   Within a few moments Tommy was watching Bambi moan as she washed
Mrs. Clark's face, the nurse smiling as she watched.
   Tommy pulled a stool between Mrs. Clark's legs. As he stood on it,
his tool was poised to enter her. He caressed her huge belly, feeling
the baby kick again.
   "Excited, little one? Excited about a hard dick?"
   Tommy stood on his toes and leaned over his captive, his belly
resting on hers as she took his weight.  The round belly curved to him
perfectly as his hips met hers, his stiff erection penetrating the
soft bald lips. On his toes he began to thrust into the bound
pregnant woman, Her sex was warmer than normal and to him seemed
tighter. Tommy's arms went around her hips and he found himself
grunting with effort.  As he looked up over her tits he could see
Bambi's pelvis gyrating over her now drenched face, Mrs. Clark's
tongue frequently out pushing against the soft lips.
   Tommy watched as the captive tugged on the stirrups that held
her wide and exposed, as Tommy pressed in till her felt his young
balls gently nudging Mrs. Clark's ass.
   Tommy chuckled "Tell your daughter to get ready *grunt* here
it...COMES!"
   Tommy pressed in, his young cock bucking rapidly inside the woman's
huge belly.  Tommy leaned into her, feeling the child in the belly, as
his balls emptied themselves.
   Tommy relaxed, he had not realized what a turn on this would be, or
how much he had wanted to do it.  But it was done now, and nothing
Mrs. Clark could do would change that.
   Bambi looked up nervously at Tommy "Should I...."
   "No," Tommy smiled "Take your time with her. I'm going to go get
Paul laid. Janice, come with me."
   Mrs. Boughman was on her knees, hugging Paul's ankles and kissing
his feet, pleading with him, "Please, Paul, she's yours. Take her and
you can keep her."
   Paul was giggling, "This is incredible. Look at her."
   "Janice, I believe Kathy is in the waiting room. Bring her here."
   "Mommy, I don't wanna," the child complained as Janice brought her
into the room.
   "Well, Paul, are you going to strip her?"
   Paul smiled and with trembling hands began to pull the little
girl's blue dress off over her head.
   "Mom!" she called out.
   "I'm right here honey, let the nice boy undress you."
   "No!" she yelled but Paul already had her dress off. Kathy sat on
the floor in only her Underoos, socks and saddle shoes.
   Cindy kept wringing her hands. Twice she almost moved to her
daughter but a wave of pleasure swept over her and she stopped.
   Tommy nodded at Janice who lifted the girl onto the stainless steel
table. Kathy looked dejected and alone, shivering with nerves and the
chill.
   "Like this, Paul," he said, gently fingering Kathy's pussy through
her underwear.
   "NO!" the girl yelled again, closing her legs and pushing Tommy
away.  But Cindy moved and held her daughter's arms by her side,
smiling at Paul.
   "Do it, Paul," Cindy Boughman said, her knees turning to jelly as
the boy's hand stroked her daughter's soft lips through her panties.
Janice deftly removed Paul's pants, barely disturbing his
explorations.
   "Mommy!  Mommy?  He's touching my private areas...."
   "I know honey, it's okay."
   Paul barely noticed his pants and shorts come down as he watched a
small wet spot form on the cotton underwear.
   "Can we tie her up?" Paul asked, out of breath as the nurse slowly
began to caress his young balls beneath his already erect cock.
   Tommy was already ahead of him. First he exposed her nipples.  As
Paul ran his hands over the breasts, the girl looked down to watch
uncomprehending. Then Tommy took her small arms and tied them behind
her back with some tough surgical tape.
   Paul smiled and held his eyes on the girls crotch. Cindy reached
over and gently tugged her daughter's down around the girls ankles,
removing the shoes and sox.  The last barrier between Paul and the
girl's sex was gone and Paul slowly began to run a finger
between the soft bald lips. 
   Kathy began to moan softly her protests more quiet,
"Stop....please...."
   Paul looked up at Tommy, and noticed a canister behind him.
   "Can we knock her out?" he asked.
   "Sure," Janice said.
   Tommy chuckled as the nurse moved to get the mask "How helpless do
you want her?"
   "How helpless can she be?"
   Tommy pushed Kathy back onto the steel table and the nurse fit the
mask over her face. Through the tight fitting rubber the little girl's
voice could just be heard, "Mommy? Mommy...ohhh..."    Cindy was on
the floor watching, masturbating furiously.
   Paul kept feeling up the young girl, and after a few minutes her
eyes began to droop.
   "Mommy... I'm getting sleepy."
   Janice smiled, adjusting the flow of gas and keeping a firm seal
over the young girls face as Paul inserted a second finger into the
girl's sex.
   "There she is, Paul," Tommy smiled, "I doubt she can say no now."
   "What do I do?" Paul ask breathing heavily.
   "See your cock?"
   Paul nodded.
   Tommy reached over and spread the little girl's pussy, "What do you
think this hole is for?"
   Paul smiled and lashed Kathy's heels to the stirrups, spreading the
18 year old widely.
   Paul used his hand to guide his cock into her; her mother loaned.
   "Hey, I can't go in any more," Paul said, looking at his cock only
about a quarter of the way in.
   "That's her virginity, Silly, go on, push hard! There will be some
blood but that's normal..."
   Paul held his shaft and lunged, pushing little Kathy across the
table till her legs extended and her strapped heels stopped her. Paul
felt a gentle tearing as his cock slipped fully into the young belly.
   Paul's mouth hung open.  The sensation of this girl, her moist warm
flesh warm around him and clinging to his erection was incredible.
   Tommy smiled as the nurse took the mask away from the girl, now in
a light sleep. His cock was still dirty from the pregnant Mrs. Clark,
and so he began to feed it into Kathy's young mouth. Thrusting gently
into her face, and chuckling as his young balls ground into the
youthful face.
   Paul began to mimic his friend and soon both were pumping the young
girl form both ends at the same time, her mom watching from the floor.
   Paul climaxed first, giggling with power as his young cock pumped
it's first seed into the helpless 18 year old, claiming her virginity.
   Bambi walked in, sweaty and nude, and reached over to gently pinch
Kathy's nipples. The young girl stirred, her mouth suckling gently and
Tommy climaxed, groaning in pleasure as the girl swallowed.
   The nurse began to suck an amazed Paul clean as Tommy withdrew his
cock, a small strand of the girls saliva connecting her lips to his
cock.
   "I'm gonna keep these two" Tommy smiled at Bambi "I'll fix Mrs.
Clark in a moment and we'll let her go home to her husband. Bambi, we
have a meeting at the courthouse, and then it's home to finish off
you, Melody and Megan, and try out some things I got."
     "Remember Mr Ludlow?"
   Tommy nodded curiously.
  "You think we can sell them at auction?" Paul finished smiling.
   Tommy grinned, "All this before noon."

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