Perverts 'R' Us

The Virus - Part 2

By Little Slut ( Mg2/g3/g5/g6, pedo, preg )

Imagine only those aged 8 and under can become pregnant.... it could happen you know. Read "The Virus - Part One" to know how this happened.

Eventually James felt that he had lubricated little Elizabeth enough to attempt to squeeze the long sex-toy he held in his hand into her. It felt a bit odd for him to be putting such a thing inside his little three-year-old daughter, as he had never thought of himself as anything like a child-molester, but here he was sitting in front of a little girl barely half his size and about to squeeze a long, but narrow (for the moment) sex-toy up her immature little slit.

James reminded himself of the reasons for this, reminded himself how important it was, not only for his family, but also for all people of the world to make such a sacrifice to ensure that the human race would continue to exist. He thought about the demonstration DVD he had watched not long before, how that little three-year-old had managed to take a cock surely bigger than most inside her with no problem at all, and began to feel slightly more at ease with going through with this.

He looked over at his wife for a bit of reassurance, but the look on her face appeared mixed - perhaps she was going through the same emotions that he was? He glanced back, she gave a small nod, and James started to work the stretching toy inside his little three-year-old daughter. Although it took a little push to get the thing into her at all, the pain-killing drugs that Elizabeth had taken meant that she didn't wince as James began to slowly press more and more of the stretcher inside her little body.

James could clearly make out her hymen still, the thin layer of skin around the edge of her vaginal opening that stretched a little as he continued to push the toy further and further inside his little daughter. Eventually, and not without a little bit of a struggle towards the end, it seemed as though the stretcher had bottomed out inside her. James let out a sigh of relief to have finally got it all in, though the hardness in his pants reminded him that at least a part of his body had enjoyed itself.

James sat back to explain to the girls what would happen in the next few days, as he read the instruction manual that came with the stretchers.

"What we need to do, is to leave these inside you at all times throughout the next four days. You will still be able to go toilet without any problems and while you may feel a bit 'full' or 'tight' apparently there is a guarantee that it won't hurt too much... OK?"

"OK Daddy," said Rosie excitedly, as she was old enough to realize this was the first step to having a baby of her own, something she had been convinced into wanting by all the government propaganda that was floating about, "I can't wait until I have a baby of my own in my tummy!" Rosie pointed at her cute little belly, pushing it out as much as she could trying to make herself look pregnant.

"Stop that Rosie, go put some clothes on!" her mother angrily yelled, angry at herself for allowing her daughter to want such things, and feeling that her little girls were growing up much too fast.

"But Mum...... all the other cool girls at school have babies in their tummies, I don't want to be left out."

"I know that dear," Megan replied, "it's just that you're still little girls to me and it's hard to imagine that soon you and possibly even little Elizabeth might be having babies of your own, and especially difficult to imagine the process of getting those babies inside you. Are you sure you want to do this?"

"I am more sure of this than anything Mum," Rosie said defiantly, hands on her hips, "I want a baby in my tummy and that's final!"

Megan looked across at her husband for some help, but James didn't know what to say to his wife. He had thought the decision had already been made to allow the girls to be impregnated, wasn't that why they had got the stretchers and the DVD? Wasn't that why they had investigated the daughter swapping clubs? Wasn't that why things had been so difficult in the past few weeks while they made this decision?

"I thought we had already decided to let them..." James quietly stated, his voice trailing off as he could see tears form in his wife's eyes. She turned quickly and headed off upstairs, before the girls would be able to see her crying.

"Is Mummy OK?" Elizabeth asked James, stopping him from immediately following after her.

"Yes dear, Mummy will be fine. You girls just have to realize how difficult this is for her. You two are her babies and it's so hard for her to think of a man doing stuff to you little girls like what you saw in the movie," he explained. "It's even hard for me to imagine that kind of thing happening to my little girls."

"But with the pregnancy kit they say everything will be fine," Rosie began, looking to calm the situation, showing maturity far beyond her five years of age.

"I know that dear," her rather replied, "your mother knows that too. It's just a difficult time for all of us, but I am sure that we'll get through it all. I am so proud of you girls that you're willing to do this, everything would be so much more difficult if you weren't keen."

"Lizzy gonna have a baby..." Elizabeth piped up, pointing at her belly, with such a cute look on her face James couldn't help but begin to forget about the negative side of their situation, and begin to think of ways in which he could enjoy it.

He looked down at his little three-year-old daughter, reminding himself of what the doctor had mentioned of her high fertility. Imagine if she did end up with more than a single baby inside her? Imagine how enormous her little belly would look then? James could barely believe one baby would be able to fit inside the little three-year-old's body, let alone more than one, yet he had been told without a doubt that girls her age were regularly becoming pregnant with twins and even triplets, and amazingly their little bodies just stretched to accommodate the babies growing inside them. He expected the little girls would be on bed-rest for most of their pregnancies, especially if they ended up having multiples.

James felt his head becoming a muddle of thoughts and emotions. He was sure that he should be more disgusted with the idea of another man, potentially as large as himself or bigger, having pull penetrative sex with his little three and five-year-old daughters, and being able to potentially impregnate them, but for some reason he wasn't.

He wondered whether it was the allure of being able to impregnate another girl or two himself at the daughter-swapping groups that made him more accepting of what would happen to his little girls in the next week or so. Possibly it was the propaganda being released by the government these days, at a seemingly enhanced rate that was beginning to push him over the edge and convince him that his little girls were in fact, sexy, and that he should let other men enjoy their charms just as much as he was going to enjoy the charms of other little girls he found himself with at the daughter-swapping group.

While James fought with his inner morals about these ideas, he barely noticed as his two little girls, sex-toy stretchers firmly placed inside them both, quietly disappeared upstairs to their bedrooms. Megan hadn't yet returned, she was obviously still upset by everything and James didn't really know what he could do to make her feel better.

He felt lost, scared by his own inner desires, scared of the way he had reacted to seeing his little girls spread out in front of him as he had pushed their stretching toys deep inside their tiny bodies. He felt ashamed of how turned on he had become while watching the DVD, how he had imagined the little three-year-old getting harshly pounded as his own little Elizabeth. Something didn't quite seem right to James, as he settled down in the couch to watch a bit of TV and take his mind off all the matters that were swirling around in his head.

Yet the TV didn't make life any easier for James, seemingly every second advertisement was somehow related to helping little girls get pregnant, or helping them cope with being pregnant. He saw advertisements for specially modified car-seats that could cater for pregnant toddlers in them, a whole new range of clothing designed for pregnant pre-schoolers, modeled by the cutest looking little four-year-old James had ever seen, showing off her seemingly enormous belly.

James stared hard at the screen, feeling himself getting more and more turned on by what he was watching, feeling his body reacting so strongly he felt barely able to control it. The TV girl's poses reminded him so much of his own two little girls, and he could picture so clearly how they would appear with such a large belly on each of them. But it wasn't that which scared James the most, it was his reaction to this picture in his mind of little Elizabeth dressed up like the girl and with such a big pregnant belly like hers as well.

He could feel himself getting more and more excited about the idea of his little three-year-old getting pregnant, and not just pregnant but totally knocked up with two or even three babies. He imagined how big her belly would be then, how she'd be waddling in her first few weeks and wouldn't be able to walk after that, he even imagined being the one who had impregnated her...

"Daddy, are you OK there?" James heard a little voice, snapping him back to reality, opening his eyes and seeing Rosie standing in front of him, eyes narrowed as she tried to figure out what was going on.

"Yes dear I'm fine, of course I'm fine," James replied, wondering what she had seen or what she had noticed of him in such deep thought.

"It's just that you were.... like shaking for a bit, and murmuring Elizabeth's name" Rosie said, looking concerned about her father in a way that made James feel amazingly ashamed about the thoughts he had been having regarding his little girls only a few moments earlier, and at the same time enormous pride that while she was the one who's life was going to change the most in the next short while, Rosie remained highly concerned about her father.

"It's OK dear, your Daddy is fine," James replied, trying to reassure her and hide his embarrassment at being found in such a state. Imagine if she had arrived a little later, James thought, there would have been a good chance he would have had a big wet patch on the front of his trousers and no excuse for it.

Over the next couple of days James felt that things were returning to some sort of normality. The girls didn't mention the toys inside them too frequently, except to occasionally state that they were uncomfortable when sitting in particular positions, or how there had been a little bit of blood coming out of them earlier in the day. Yet the girls seemed unconcerned about the changes to their bodies, or even slightly excited about them.

Every morning Megan fed the two girls one pill each that had come with the pregnancy kit. The pill bottle stated that each pill would ensure that the girls' bodies remained flexible enough for the stretching toys to continue to expand inside them, without causing undue discomfort and pain. James was more than happy for the girls to take these pills, as whatever was in them seemed to be highly effective, as neither Rosie nor Elizabeth ever seemed to complain too much about the stretching going on inside them.

Four days after the stretchers had been initially inserted, James followed the instructions which stated that it was time for their removal. He felt quietly excited as he called the girls down to the lounge, getting ready to see how well stretched they had become over the past four days as a result of the toys inside them. It was also the day where they would apply to be involved in a daughter-swapping group, as long as both the girls were still keen.

"What is it, Daddy?" Rosie asked, as they settled down on the couch. Megan had gone out to her mother's place for the afternoon so it was just James and the two girls at home together.

"It's time to take your stretching toys out, girls" James explained, "they are only meant to be in you for four days to start with, although you can put them back in just before... umm... just before we go to the group."

Both girls seemed highly excited about this idea, or perhaps - as James seemingly hoped - excited about an opportunity to get naked again in front of their father. They jumped out of their clothes, lifting up their cute little dresses and pulling down their panties quicker than James could have ever hoped for. As soon as the girls' panties hit the ground, and they spread their legs in front of him, James' eyes nearly popped out of his head. He couldn't believe that these were the same girls who he had so gingerly put the toys in only a few days ago, as in that time their cute little pussies had changed so dramatically in appearance.

Where beforehand, there had only been a tiny opening where James had squeezed the toys in to start with, it now seemed as though their vaginal opening had been forced wide open, as the visible end of the inflatable toys were now the width of a Coke can, in James' opinion. He felt horrified in one sense, how his little girls had been so mutilated by this giant thing that was now stuck inside them, but on the other hand he just couldn't help himself from feeling amazingly turned on by it. The way in which the girls' little vaginal lips were stretched so tightly the skin had turned red, the way in which their bellies now bulged with the inflated toy deep inside them, James did well to stop himself from blowing his load right there and then.

"OK, who wants me to take their thing out first?" James asked, "I guess they must be pretty sore."

"You can do mine first," piped up Rosie, turning her body around to face James, and pulling her small, almost blindingly white legs back over her head. James was amazed by her flexibility for a moment, and then got back to the task at hand.

He had expected it to be difficult to pull the monstrous stretchers out of his little girls, especially because of the way they had stretched inside them, but they actually came out quite easily. James pulled hard on Rosie's, and it came out with such a rush that he fell backwards, bumping his head on the coffee table.

"Wow, I didn't quite expect that to happen," said James, rubbing his head as he pulled himself back up. He looked at little Rosie, who was now released from the pressure of the vaginal stretcher inside her, and seemed to feel much more comfortable.

James' eyes drifted down towards where the stretcher had been inside her, and was amazed by the sight. Rosie's previously small, tight little hole was now all red and clearly visible. Her lips had been pulled out, and her whole vaginal area looked so much more mature than it had only a couple of days ago. Yet, even as he watched, he could see her body begin to regain some of its former shape, now that the giant object had been removed.

"I guess that you're next, Lizzie," James instructed his three-year-old daughter, whose body looked even more mutilated and modified by the stretcher than her older sister's had.

James wondered how on earth these giant objects had managed to fit inside his little girls, and why they hadn't complained endlessly about the pain and discomfort inside them throughout the past few days. Elizabeth lay down on the floor, lifting her legs back in the same way her older sister had done just a few minutes before.

This time James knew he didn't have to go quite as fast, that he wouldn't have to pull hard at all. So he just gently began removing the giant object from his little toddler daughter's tiny body. There was a ring on the end of the toy, clearly to aid in its removal, and James wrapped two fingers around it, and gently began to tug on it.

At the first tug, he felt a slight movement, and also spotted a change in the shape of his little girl's belly. Perhaps this shape indicated how far inside Elizabeth the toy had gone, James wondered, and pushed it back in his little girl to see if the shape in her belly moved again. There was some movement, although James couldn't quite believe that would be how far the toy was inside her. The movement he saw was surely far too high up, well past her little belly button and not actually that far from the base of her rib-cage.

James discounted this possibility and slowly began to pull the vaginal stretcher out of Elizabeth, and it slowly started to slide out. More and more of it came out of her, James' eyes opening wider with each little part of the toy that had been embedded inside his little girl. When the giant head of the toy finally had been removed, James looked at the toy, which compared similarly to his own forearm in both length and width. He stared, disbelievingly, that this had been wedged all the way inside his three-year-old daughter.

"Wow," said Elizabeth, "all that was in me?"

"I guess it must have been," James answered, his heart oddly thumping in his chest from a mixture of fear and excitement. "Are you sure that it didn't hurt having this thing inside you?"

"Well not really," she answered, "it was a bit sore the first night, but OK after then."

"That's very good to hear," James replied, leaning over to give his little girl a hug and a kiss on her forehead. "I'm very proud of you, proud of the both of you. You girls have made a great sacrifice by doing this and I hope that you will realize how thankful your mother and I are for it."

"Daddy we're not doing this for you or mummy," Rosie said, smiling excitedly as she tried to think of a way to put together the thoughts in her head, "we're... umm... doing this because, because it might be fun! No... because we know it will be fun."

"Yeah..... fun!" Elizabeth said, backing up her elder sister as always.

"At first we were a bit scared, Daddy, watching that movie with such a big man forcing his thingy inside those tiny girls, but after a while it began exciting for us. And once you had put those stretcher thingies in us and started feeding us those pills, we really just began more and more excited about having babies in our tummies. It's like we.... we're different girls now almost, I just know that more than anything else I want to have babies inside me," Rosie explained.

James found himself a little confused by her justification, but in his sub-conscious he could also sense excitement. His little girls weren't just going along with this for his sake or for their mother's sake, they were actually doing this because they wanted to. They were actually looking forward to being impregnated, even if it was by an older man they didn't know who was much larger than themselves, they were looking forward to growing babies inside their little child-wombs.

With this excitement in his mind, James found himself also looking forward to the daughter-swapping group they would attend in the next few days. James deflated the vaginal stretchers, so their full size wouldn't scare Megan when she got home. Even glancing at the stretchers, James found himself shaking his head in disbelief. How could these have fitted inside such little girls? What damage would they have done to their insides? At least he was comforted by the fact that it would be incredibly unlikely for the girls to come across a guy with a penis bigger than the toys, so it shouldn't be too painful for them during their impregnation.

Megan did arrive home fairly soon afterwards, having done some shopping on her way home. James filled her with the morning's activities, and how he had removed the stretchers from Rosie and Elizabeth. They agreed to start applying for a place in one of the daughter-swapping groups, through the government's website. James felt himself slightly amused that a government could set up a website completely dedicated to finding little girls for grown men to have sex with and impregnate.

He was slightly surprised by the number of questions, both related to the girls and his own application. The rules of the daughter-swapping group were quite extensive, yet fairly obvious: for each girl to be impregnated the father would need to try and impregnate one other girl. Groups would meet on a weekly basis in a highly formalized and controlled manner, under strict supervision of the Department of Fertility, which had been set up to control the repopulation. Impregnation sessions would be supervised, indirectly, to ensure that the girls were well protected, while the government promoted that participants should also try to have fun through the process.

Megan and James filled out the necessary application forms and send them away, including necessary identification systems. The eye-scanner attached to their modern PC provided un-deniable evidence that they were genuine, and they were promised a reply within a day or two, which would tell them where and when to go for the daughter-swapping. They would also have the opportunity to choose between prospective partners, although there was no guarantee they would end up with their number one choice, as all parties would need to agree.

James found himself with a number of choices to make as well. Did he prefer girls with blonde hair or brown hair, of European descent or Asian, Pacific Islander or other? What was his preferred age: under five, or five and over? He didn't quite know what to put, with Megan staring over his shoulder, and so therefore left the options generally blank so he couldn't be seen as having an opinion on the matter.

After filling in the rest of their required details, James sent off the forms via the internet, and knew that all they had to do now was wait. They would soon be informed about what to do next, shown a list of potential men to impregnate both Rosie and Elizabeth, before finally making their choice. James knew that he himself would also have a list of girls to choose from, including photos in the same way that James had included photos of each of the girls and himself, in his original application.

The next few days were an exciting time for the Taylor family, with James finding himself increasingly excited about the prospect of the daughter-swapping group and the girls seemingly continuously pretending they were already pregnant. Rosie appeared to have a pillow stuffed under her top every time James glanced at her, which was becoming a painfully arousing sight for him. As instructed by the website where the family had submitted their application forms, James had abstained from having sex with Megan for the last few days, to ensure his sperm count was maximized on the big day, while he and both the girls had been taking specially prescribed pills ever since they had made their applications, once again to help ensure fertilization.

James marveled at the organization behind everything, the way in which it felt so professionally done and was making a potentially tricky and awkward situation feel more and more normal. He felt that the government had clearly learned from its earlier mistakes, and had done everything possible to make this process as simple as possible, to ensure that the fertility rates could be improved upon.

As their big day neared, it was an exciting time for James and his family. James and the girls had been taking their pills each and every day, and since they had started to take the pills they felt so much better about the task that lay ahead of them. James lay awake at night with visions of impregnating a cute little girl or with pictures in his head of his own two little girls wandering around with big, swollen bellies.

As much as he tried, he couldn't help but think of himself as the one who had impregnated his little girls, even though he knew that wouldn't happen, because it wouldn't be healthy for his daughter to carry his own child. As much as he tried to tell himself that there were good reasons to make sure another man ended up impregnating little Rosie and Elizabeth, he couldn't help but feel sad that he wouldn't be able to do this task himself. Nevertheless, James was comforted by the reminder that he would be able to have a great deal of fun himself, and because he had two girls to be impregnated he was able to choose two different girls himself to have sex with.

It was a Saturday morning when the Taylor family finally headed into town, to the special centre that had been dedicated for use as a daughter-swapping location. Elizabeth and Rosie had been dressed up in their best clothes, both having taken an extra two pills in the morning to make sure of their fertility. Temperature checks had been made to show the girls had both recently ovulated, and therefore their chances of becoming pregnant were at their highest for the month. James felt strangely apprehensive, though also amazingly excited about the morning they had in prospect, while the girls in the back of the car were jabbering away to each other about their hopes of ending up partnered with a good-looking Dad.

"I hope mine is good-looking," Rosie piped up, "and I don't want him to have a beard. Ick... imagine how scratchy that could be."

"I hope mine is big.... you know where!" exclaimed Elizabeth, with a big grin on her face.

"You're a naughty little girl Lizzy," Rosie replied, "wanting a big one when you're so little. You better hope you're big enough to take whatever you're given!"

"Girls... girls... " James said, exasperated by the words coming out of his tiny daughters' mouths, "enough of that. I have already told you how things will work. Now can we please just have some peace and quiet, for your mother's sake as much as anyone's!"

It was true; Megan had been sitting rather glumly in the passenger seat of the car all the way on their drive so far. James could tell this was difficult for her - not only because her own two little daughters were about to be fucked by fully grown men, but also that her own husband would be sharing intimate physical contact with someone else. The fact that he was likely to be doing this with girls the same age as her daughters didn't seem to comfort her much at all.

James did feel sorry for his wife, yet these feelings had been increasingly overwhelmed by other feelings: excitement, horniness, and so on. Ever since he had started to take the pills he had worried less and less about the negative consequences of what was about to happen, and instead looked forward to the two little girls he would be partnered with. He found himself hoping that they would be particularly young, particularly small, perhaps because that would remind him most of his own two little girls. He could tell that the girls themselves had also changed over the past week or so, that they had become much more sexually aware of themselves, aware of what was going to happen to them, and also of their power over men through their little bodies.

James began to realize, as he neared the parking lot for the building he was heading towards, that this whole situation was becoming more and more about the process of what was happening, and not just the final outcome of impregnating the young girls. He was excited about the sex he was going to have with his partners, excited about how tight their little-girl vaginas would be, excited about thinking of different positions he would share with them.

Similarly, it seemed as though Elizabeth and Rosie had also become more and more excited about the process of their impregnation, rather than just the outcome of it. Earlier in the week the girls had predominantly been talking about how excited they were about the babies that would eventually end up in their little tummies, but now it really seemed to James as though they cared more about the process of getting those babies inside them, rather than the end-product.

James and his family entered the building, signing in at the counter and getting supplied with identification tags. A pretty looking teenager explained everything to them, also handing them an information sheet on the person they had been partnered with. Both the girls had been partnered up with guys who sounded as good as James could have hoped for - reasonably good-looking, well-educated, and so forth. Megan left the three of them and went into a special waiting room, where various alcoholic beverages would ensure that the next few hours would pass without too much worry for her.

When James turned to look at his information sheets, his heart flipped. There were two girls on the information sheets, both gorgeous little things in James' opinion. Both blonde, and sisters - which, while he hadn't specifically requested that, he could understand why the two girls might wish for them both to be impregnated by the same man. James hadn't thought about requesting the same person for both girls, but they seemed happy enough.

He looked again at the information sheets, and noticed that there must have been a mistake somewhere. He called over the assistant. "Excuse me miss," James asked, almost timidly.

The assistant walked over to him quickly. "Is there a problem sir?" she asked kindly, "we can always change the girls you have been assigned if you do not want to impregnate them."

"No... it's not that," James explained, "it's just there's been a mistake." He pointed at the information sheets. "This first girl..... Adele.... there's no problem with her, 6 years old, but the second girl, she's only 2 years old! I thought you had to be at least 3 to be fertile and have a baby?"

"Ahhh...." the assistant exclaimed, as though she was remembering something, "I remember that little girl, Claire her name is... yes that's the one... at first our computer rejected her application because, as you said, she was not yet 3 years of age. However, her family complained and wanted her in the program, and she did prove to be as fertile as most other girls in the program, so therefore we felt as though we couldn't exclude her for any particularly valid reason." She smiled at James, "you're lucky you know, she's the youngest girl in the system throughout the whole country, if people knew that she'd have a line of guys wanting to do her."

"Oh... OK then I see," stammered James. Now he felt half excited and yet at the same time as though there was an immense responsibility on his shoulders. "So are you all happy with your selections?" the assistant asked James and his girls. James looked around, saw that both girls had excited grins on their faces, they quickly nodded their heads and stood up.

"Yes, the girls are happy and so am I," James answered, with an almost painfully excited look on his face, "where do we go next?"

The assistant led them along a long corridor, with door on either side that seemed to stretch almost forever. Each door had a number on it, and a light above the door. Most of the lights were red, but some were green, and the doors for these rooms were already open. James figured that the doors with red-lights on them must be rooms already in use, and although he couldn't hear anything from inside, he wondered about all the things that might be going on inside each room.

Finally, they reached their destination, three rooms next to each other almost at the end of this particular hallway. Next to the rooms was a staff-only room, and then another room only accessible through a fingerprint scanner and an eye-retina scanner. James briefly wondered what those rooms were for, especially the one with such high security, before turning to enter the room in which he had been assigned.

The assistant turned to James, Elizabeth and Rosie, to explain a few things. "Now, generally what happens is the girl arrives first, so as you girls will notice there is nobody yet in your room. You will have the opportunity to make yourselves comfortable. As you two girls have separate men, you will be in separate rooms. However, as you will notice when you enter, sir, that both of your girls are already here in the one room," she outlined.

"As this situation is a little bit different, and I am sure everyone will appreciate being able to see what is going on in the other rooms, you will notice a large-screen TV in each room. This TV is set up to show from a variety of camera angles, what is going on in your adjacent rooms. If you don't wish to watch the nearby rooms, the other channels will show a variety of child-pornography to ensure that you get in the mood."

She turned to leave, before saying, "Don't worry, nobody else will be able to see what goes on in any of your three rooms except for each other. Don't try to enter any other room at any stage, as the doors are firmly locked. And don't worry about the safety of your two little girls, sir, our security men closely monitor each room to make sure that there are no problems."

"Wow that must be a hell of a job" James exclaimed, smiling.

"Oh yes, I know," the assistant replied, "it's so difficult trying to recruit… ha ha".

James quickly kissed Elizabeth and Rosie on the cheek, wishing them good luck, as he entered his room. The door locked behind him, and he drew back a curtain to reveal the room. He hadn't quite known what to expect at first, perhaps something more medical-ized, but he was immediately taken aback by the room he had walked into.

Apart from the super-king sized bed in the middle of it, the room looked exactly like a normal girl's bedroom would. There were pretty pictures on the walls, although often of girls with rather less clothes than would be otherwise expected, there were soft-toys all over the edge of the bed and on the floor. The walls were a cute pink; there were lacy curtains and all manner of other cute girly furnishings to the room. However, oddly it seemed as though the room was empty. Then he heard giggles coming from the bathroom, and knew that the girls he had been partnered with must be in there.

James cleared his throat, called out "Hello!" and then settled down on the bed.

It felt a bit strange to be in what seemed to be a young girl's bedroom, knowing that there were two little girls in the nearby bathroom who he had never met before, and knowing what they would end up doing in the next hour or so. He looked around, and found some champagne in the nearby fridge.

Pouring himself a glass, he thought about the two girls, and then decided to pour them a glass each just in case they wanted some. He thought it might make things a little less awkward, and judging my how he felt himself harden after just the first sip, he knew that it was right. The two girls seemed to still be taking their time in the bathroom, but they had gone immediately quiet after he had called out, so it was obvious that they knew he had arrived. In the meanwhile James found himself exploring the room a bit more. He smiled at the irony of spending enormous tax dollars creating this "hotel". On the side-table there was a pill, with an envelope underneath it and a glass of water next to it.

James picked up the envelope, carefully holding the pill in his hand. He opened it up, and read inside:

James finished the letter, put it back in the envelope, and put the envelope back on the side-table. He then placed the pill on his tongue, and washed it back with the glass of water, as had been instructed. He wanted to enjoy what was about to happen, he didn't want to have any doubts about this, he wanted this to be the best time of his life. James sipped away at the champagne, waiting for the two girls to emerge from the bathroom.

He didn't have to wait long, as they soon emerged from getting themselves ready for what lay ahead. Adele and Claire wandered out of the bathroom, holding each other's hands. It was obvious to James that Adele was amazingly protective of her little sister, yet at the same time the wicked looks on both of their faces also told him that they were definitely up for whatever was going to happen to them, and fact were probably looking forward to it.

James found himself gaping at their gorgeous appearances. Adele, the six-year-old, was wearing what looked to be a small, red corset that barely covered her tummy, and accentuated the narrowing of her waist that probably would not have been obvious otherwise due to her youth. She had the tightest red g-string on further down, that seemed to almost literally cut into her little-girl pussy, and showed off the outline of her lips amazingly clearly. On her legs she wore thigh-length red stockings, accompanied by the most extreme high-heeled shoes James had ever seen on a girl her age.

Next to her, Claire looked quite tiny, as James remembered that she was only two years of age. Claire was wearing a cute pink frilly night-dress, but one that barely reached down to her bottom. James noticed that underneath that she was wearing a pull-up diaper. For some reason, and James knew it must have been the pill he had taken just before starting to have an effect, the idea of this girl wearing a pull-up diaper turned him on amazingly, reminding him of how young she was.

The girls looked almost sheepishly at James for a minute, until he offered the girls a glass of champagne. They glanced quickly at each other, smiled, then hastily accepted. Both girls seemed unable to take their eyes of him, as they began to sip their drinks. Furthermore, they kept running their hands over their own bodies, in a way that seemed so unnatural to James, yet at the same time so alluring. He noticed Adele briefly touching herself between her legs, and then showing Claire her fingers. The two girls whispered and giggled to each other for a minute, and then continued sipping away at their drinks.

"OK… well… hi there, girls," James began nervously, "as you probably know my name is James. I didn't really expect to be able to have two girls at the same time, but I'm really excited about it. And you both look so amazing…" He felt himself blabbering away like a nervous fourteen-year-old on his first date, even though in front of him sat two young little girls, one younger even than his own Elizabeth.

"What we know," Adele replied, with a cheeky smile on her face, "is that you're one sexy guy and you're gonna fuck our brains out!"

"Yeah…" Claire chipped in, "you gonna fuck me!"

"Did you know that little Claire here is only two years old?" Adele continued, speaking so quickly and passionately that James knew her mind must have really been affected by the pill that her and her little sister had taken, "she's the youngest girl here. She even still wears little pull-up diapers. I bet that you can't wait to get those off her and stick your big fat cock deep inside her tiny little baby-pussy?"

James should have felt taken aback and surprised by how this little six-year-old was talking to him. He didn't imagine that his girls knew half the words that these two little things seemed to. Yet, and he could feel both the pill and the champagne start to take effect, for some reason the girl's words didn't surprise him at all, they just made him so hard and horny he felt he could barely contain himself.

"So which girl am I going to do first then?" he blurted out, barely managing to be able to think before the words got out of his mouth. He then started talking some more, barely able to analyze the words coming out of his mouth, as his mind felt like it was slowly being taken over by a fuzziness of extreme horniness.

"And you're right Adele, I can't wait to stick my big cock inside your little sister, I certainly hope that she's been using her pussy-stretcher as I'm gonna stretch her like nothing else. However, she can wait, I want to do you first, and you can start off by sucking my cock."

James began tugging at his trousers, and pulled them down so little Adele could work on getting him all nice and wet for her. Adele seemed slightly taken aback herself from James' seemingly dramatic change in personality, and hesitated for a second before sitting on the edge of the bed, right at the perfect height for James' cock.

As he pulled down his pants James' eyes nearly bulged out of his head, and his jaw dropped, when he saw himself. For some reason his cock had swollen up, but not simply to its normal 7 inch length, but well beyond that. James didn't exactly have a tape measure handy, but he could estimate that it would have been at least 10 inches long. But it wasn't that which made his jaw drop the most, it was the increased girth and width of his cock that really startled James, as it had at least doubled in a matter of minutes.

The logical side of James' mind told him that he should probably worry about this, wonder what had happened and why his body had changed so dramatically. Part of him suspected that little pill he had taken.

However, the majority of James' mind and body reacted in a completely different way: with excitement. He realized how far he'd be able to get inside these little girls, how tight they'd feel around his super-enlarged cock, especially the little two-year-old Claire. James wondered if he'd even be able to fit inside her now, even though he remembered how big the stretcher toys he had removed from his own two little girls had been, but he didn't care that much.

If he couldn't fit all the way inside her then he was still going to give it a hell of a try, and feel amazing in the process. Even though he remembered the importance of ejaculating inside both little girls, the purpose of the whole exercise now took on secondary importance to James - his mind was now clearly focused on all the naughty things he was going to get up to with Adele and Claire.

Adele didn't seem at all surprised by the size of James' cock, which he figured was because the only erect cock she had ever seen before had been in the mold of the stretching toy she had used. James chuckled at that irony, that she would have thought all cocks would be this big.

James slowly talked Adele through what she would need to do to get him all ready to impregnate her. He drew his oversize cock towards her face. "That's a good girl, now just open that pretty little mouth of yours, put a good amount of saliva on it, yes that's a good girl," James slowly explained. Adele strained to open her mouth wide enough to fit James' enormously thick cock in it, and carefully positioned her lips so that her teeth wouldn't scrape on him.

James leaned back, amazed by the sensation of this little 6-year-old's mouth on him. He had received many blowjobs in his life, but this one was completely different. Adele's inexperience seemed to only add to the excitement, as he could coach her through everything and be amazed that her small mouth could take him all. He gently placed his hands on her head, and slowly began to move her head up and down on his, not too far, just a few inches down and then back up.

Various gurgles emitted from Adele's mouth, although it was obvious that she was enjoying herself at least to some extent. James knew that this was rather unnecessary, at least regarding the process of impregnation, but he didn't really care, and he knew that as long as he ended up ejaculating inside the little girl nobody had any reason to get angry at him. He pushed Adele's head down slightly further, and although this caught her by surprise a little, and she jumped, she soon became comfortable with taking James further and further, little by little, deeper into her throat.

After a few minutes of this, James felt he really had to stop, or all his precious sperm would end up inside her mouth, and that would never do. So he very reluctantly removed his hands from her head, and slowly pulled his cock out of her gorgeously little mouth. He noticed a slight sign of disappointment on the little girl's face as he withdrew his giant cock from her mouth, but she smiled up at him, in a reassuring way to let him know that she had enjoyed that.

"Wow you were amazing for your first time doing that!" James exclaimed, "are you sure you haven't been practicing?"

"Nope.." Adele responded, a big cheesy grin on her face, "that was definitely my first time taking it in my mouth, wow that was fun!"

"Yes I know dear, it was amazingly fun," James said, "but if I kept that up all my precious seed would end up over your face, in your mouth and down your throat, rather than where it should be. That's why I had to stop, honey."

"That's OK," Adele reassured him, "I'm looking forward to taking that monster inside my little pussy." She reached down and rubbed between her legs, over the top of the tiny red g-string she was wearing.

James looked across the room at Claire, who was watching intently from the chair in the corner. "Are you OK over there, honey?" James asked her, worried that his behavior with Adele might have scared the little two-year-old.

"I'm next," Claire shouted out, grinning wildly and obviously looking forward to getting some of this attention herself.

James refocused his attention on Adele, sitting there in front of him on the bed smiling up with her big blue eyes looking almost impossibly cute. "Wow you're gorgeous Adele," James couldn't help himself from saying, "now where were we? I think we need to you to take off those panties for sure, but for now you can leave the stockings and your top on, if you want."

"Sure thing," Adele replied, as eager as ever. "I can't wait to have you inside me, just make sure you go easy on little Claire when it's her turn, I don't think she expected you to be quite so big."

"Honey I didn't expect myself to be quite so big, but I'm gonna have to do her one way or another, but I'll go slowly," James replied.

Adele stood up, and pulled down the tiny g-string she had been wearing. Her cute little bald pussy came into view, reminding James a lot of Rosie's one. Adele's inner labia were ever so slightly visible, between her main outer lips. However, apart from that her whole vulva area maintained a very childlike appearance.

James quickly drew in a deep breath, as his body shook with excitement ever so slightly. The anticipation of this was getting the better of him, he had never felt so horny in all his life before, yet this wasn't for his wife, this wasn't for anyone even remotely his age or body-type. His intense level of excitement was completely due to a 6-year-old little girl. He justified the situation to himself, but in the end he realized that sitting in from of him, slowly climbing back on the bed with her legs widely spread, was a 6-year-old little girl.

James pushed any doubts to the back of his mind, and clambered up on the bed after little Adele. A giant bottle of lubricant had been handily placed on the side-table of the bed, and James squeezed a generous amount onto his finger. Reaching Adele, he pushed her legs apart, gently but firmly, and up onto his shoulders. He then gently ran his thumb over her clitoris, grinning as he saw her shudder each time his thumb passed over this most sensitive part of her body.

He turned his hand over, palm facing upwards, and carefully pushed his index and middle finger inside Adele's tiny little vagina. The feeling of her insides was fantastic, merely around his finger. For an instant he was worried that she hadn't used the vaginal stretching toy, such was the tightness of her muscles pressing against his two fingers, but as he slid them in further, little by little, he noticed that her body would slowly give way to his ministrations and he could press further still, as far as his fingers could go.

James looked up, to see Adele having a blissful appearance on her cute little face. He could tell she was close to orgasm, or at least as close to something similar that a six-year-old could achieve. James gave one last deep push inside her with his two fingers, and then totally removed his hand from between her legs.

Adele opened her eyes, looking half dazed, and glanced down at James in what seemed to be mild disappointment. Yet a smile quickly returned to her face as she noticed James moving himself upwards, and settling on top of her. Ignoring the advice in his instructional DVD, which had stated a 'girl-on-top' position as being safest to start off with, James knew he had to be inside the little 6-year-old as quickly as possible.

He grabbed her two small legs by the ankles and slowly pushed them upwards, bending her in the middle to put her legs over his shoulders. This tilted her whole pelvis upwards, opening her up to him. His giant cock clumsily bumped against her vulva once or twice, before he looked down at the little six-year-old, barely visible beneath him.

"I want you to put it inside yourself," James told Adele, in the softest voice he could think of. Adele reached down with her hands, grabbing a hold of James' monster-size cock with her little hands, and placed it at the entrance to her tight, little, six-year-old vagina. She pushed it towards the right spot, as James also thrust forwards at the same time.

The combination of their movements meant that James forced his way, ever so slightly into Adele's undersized vaginal passage. They both froze, almost surprised that it had managed to go in so suddenly, and also paralyzed by the amazing feeling between each of their legs.

For Adele, she felt herself being stretched wide, beyond what the stretching toy had pushed her, yet rather than this being an unpleasant pain, it caused her to feel the most exquisitely intense sensations, almost enough to send her youthful pussy into minor spasms. For James, the sensation was unbelievable, beyond words in his mind, with a tightness around his cock that was nothing like he had ever felt before. He felt like his animals instincts were taking over the last vestiges of his former personality, as his lust for this little six-year-old's body overwhelmed any other senses.

He pushed further forward, the feeling of tightness around his cock become more and more intense. James knew that it wouldn't be long before he ejaculated, no matter how hard he would try otherwise, and therefore he needed to make the most of this occasion. Semi-withdrawing himself from Adele, James then pushed harder back inside her, driving himself further than ever before inside her immature little pussy, stretching her insides to the extent where he could see the outline of his cock on her belly, as he tilted his head downwards to watch himself impaling the little girl.

Both James and Adele found themselves letting out audible moans of enjoyment, without even noticing that they were doing so. Apart from their grunts and moans though, there was silence between them. Any words that could have been spoken would have only distracted them from the most intensely delicious sensations either had experienced in their lives. James' mind was now a fuzzy mess, with the only clear thought able to be comprehended being a need to drive himself further inside little Adele, to fuck her harder, deeper and faster than before. He found himself picking up the pace, pushing deeper than ever inside her, deeper than he suspected any stretching toy would have reached, as he felt the tension begin to build in his thighs.

For a while, James found himself able to ease this tension by changing the pace at which he thrust his way into the little six-year-old beneath him. By changing the angle of his or her body, and the frequency of his thrusts, he could prevent himself from cumming for the meanwhile. However, he knew that such a feeling was undoubtedly too good to be able to last for too long, and as he launched into his deepest penetration inside Adele yet he found himself shuddering, no longer able to hold himself back.

He knew this was the point of no return, that there was no way he could possibly stop himself from cumming now, so he let himself loose, wildly thrusting inside Adele's distended vaginal opening, forcing himself so deep he could see a concerned look appear on her face, even though any pain or discomfort she would have normally felt were obviously shielded by the pill she and Claire had taken before James had even arrived.

James found his whole body tensing up, shuddering out of control as sweat appeared all over him, his moans turned to extremely heavy breathing, and he cried out, as his orgasm caught him in the middle of his deepest thrust yet. He held himself inside Adele, amazingly deep inside her, as he felt himself squirting his sperm deep inside her little pussy, through her cervix and directly into her highly fertile womb. James' last thrust had also pushed Adele over the edge, and although she was too young to orgasm properly she felt herself shuddering from the experience.

James held himself inside Adele for a few minutes, letting himself soften again after his orgasm has subsided. He had never cum this hard before, the feelings he had experienced were simply impossibly good, the tightness of Adele had felt like heaven, especially her deepest points, where James had bumped against her little cervix. He felt physically exhausted by his workout, even though he knew there was another girl, who would be much smaller and much tighter, just waiting for him.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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