Perverts 'R' Us

The Water And The Flow - Part 1

By Loki925 ( M/g+, SciFi, con, mag )

Chapter 1: A whimsical fantasy.

Apples:

My name is Battery. Only two other people and myself know the truth. One is the high IRQ and the other is my friend Resistor, Res for short. Res is really not a friend in the sense of the word, as I know it, he is more like an ally. My people are called APPLE; it stands for the Alliance of People to Prevent Legalized Extinction. The way we got the name has been lost to time. There are only five hundred Apple people left on my world.

Of that five hundred, there are only three adult males and one male child just born. My race is human or humanoid. The other race that lives on my planet can no longer be called human. They are the products of an unknown alien race pollution of our world with a highly addictive substance laced with molecular robots. It has turned them into highly advanced robot people. We call them Junkies. All we know about them is they fuck a lot and snort huge quantities of the alien substance, which they call product.

The aliens placed a ship in orbit and all it does is manufacture product. Every day at noon drones drop tens of thousands of multi-colored boxes of it over the city. The city was once our greatest city, but now it is little more than rubble. We Apple are not effected by the pollution like the junkies are, but we have been cursed by the product.

Our curse is that of low male childbirths. The male child just born is our first since I was born twenty years ago. He and hopefully two more males will live long enough to become inseminators. That's right, all I do day in and day out is fuck women between the ages of ten and fourteen. After the age of fourteen women are no longer able to bear children. You will have to excuse me, I will continue this later.

"Hustle it, Bat," Res said, "We have four new ones today." I hate fucking ten-year-olds, but he loves it. I like girls to have some form of tits and ten-year-olds have nothing but nubs. Oh well, got to the keep the Apples going, and they do have tight cunts. We made our way to what used to be a base hospital. Now it's called the insemination center.

Our community is located in an old military base and is surrounded by barbed wire. We have tons of weapons and all kinds of military stuff, including flying machines that no one knows how to use. I don't think they would work any way, most of the military stuff is just a pile of rust. We do have lot of chickens and canned food. Chickens were the only animals to survive the pollution. The canned food we get from a warehouse twenty miles from here.

The warehouse is so large that I think the boxes of canned food will last us at least one thousand years. Res and I are the only two who know how to drive. So once a month we take a big military truck, put several women in the back, go the warehouse, pack the truck with boxes of cans and return. I like the time off, but of course Res hates it. I swear that guy is a sex machine. If he could fuck twenty-four hours a day, he would.

The women spend most of their time making clothing, candles, talking, and eating pussy. I have no idea what they talk about nor do I care. Most of them will be dead soon after they reach their thirtieth birthday, another gift from the pollution. I will end up like the IRQ, fifty-five and unable to walk, in bed with a raging hard dick and girls bobbing up and down on it. I will die by my fifty-seventh birthday, hopefully earlier. It always amuses me that I will be fucked to death.

We entered the building and were greeted by two girls about twenty years old. They are our washers. They removed our clothing, folded it, and led us to the showers. Thank whatever for warm water. Our compound has an electric generator and the only thing it's used for is to light this place and heat water for us. We also have enough fuel to last at least another five hundred years, and five more generators in big boxes.

The girls washed every part of our bodies. Boring. After the washing was done, we were toweled dried and helped into soft robes. We were weighed and we had our balls measured. Then we were given a glass of cool water and a cock hard pill. The pills are left over from before the pollution when we were an advanced society. We have about a ten thousand-year supply of them.

Although the most I could cum in the next eight hours would be four, maybe five times, my cock would remain hard for the entire eight hours. Each girl gets twenty minutes, no more and no less; two stopwatches time it. With my cock rock hard, I was led to the first girl. One of my attendants sprayed my cock with a lube. It does make things a lot easier. The first girl was a very pretty brunette. She was holding her knees up and legs spread wide. Damn! Even if I had not taken the cock pill, I would have a raging hard dick.

One of the attendants removed my robe. I got between the girl's legs and placed my cock at the entrance to her soft hairless cunt. I pushed the head of my cock into her super-tight hole. She was smiling. I pushed harder. Damn! This girl was tight. My cock was now wedged against her hymen. I gave it all I had and slammed my cock all the way into her. She winced, but continued to smile. Her pussy was warm and cozy and it felt good as it squeezed my cock, trying to expel the foreign object. I looked at her chest. Nubs. I did not care and I slid my cock back in. I started to fuck her hard. I looked into her eyes. I could see she was in pain. I wanted to do something but what, to comfort her.

Shit! I have twenty-three more girls to fuck. So I fucked her harder. Maybe I did like ten-year-old girls. Maybe it was the pain I could inflict just by fucking them. Shit! I hate thinking. It makes me hold back. Damn! If I ever meet one of the aliens I am going to fuck them too. Time! My brain is truly screwed up. I pulled my cock out of the poor girl and went on to the next one. She had black hair and pale white skin. I like black hair. Maybe I can come in this one. The attendant carefully washed my cock and lubed it.

People of the water:

"Hi, what is your name?" - "Grunt!"

"I am from the People of the water." - "Grunt."

"You have red skin. How about I call you Red?" - "Grunt."

"Goody! I have green skin. It goes well with red." - "Grunt."

"I don't have a name yet. I am on my journey to find the flow. When I find it, the water will give me a name. I am nine. How old are you, Red?" - "Grunt."

"That's okay. You have a nice big thing, Red. Does it taste good? Blue had a nice thing. His tasted like melon." - "Grunt."

"My mommy said my journey would be fun and I would meet many people. She said I should taste them all. Can I taste your big thing, Red?" - "Grunt."

"Goody! OH, Red, you taste good like cinnamon and sugar. Very good, Red. You know, Red, we call things cocks. Can I call your thing cock?" - "Grunt."

"Goody! Can I lick your cock, Red?" - "Grunt."

"Goody." Slurp, lick, slurp, lick. "You taste really good, Red." - "Grunt."

"Can I suck your big cinnamon cock, Red?" - "Grunt."

"Goody." Suck, lick, slurp. "Do you squirt, Red?" - "Grunt."

"OH goody. Can I make you squirt?" - "Grunt."

"OH Goody. You have nice big balls, Red." Suck, slurp, lick, suck. "You taste better than Blue." - "Grunt."

Suck, slurp, lick, suck, long suck. "Oh Red, your juice tastes really good." Suck, swallow suck, swallow. "Yummy. Ah! Red your big cock is shrinking. Can I make it big again?" - "Grunt."

"OH Goody!" Suck, slurp, lick. "Red, I have a nice green hole right here. It's called my pussy. It's nice and small. Do you think you can get your big cock into my pussy?" - "Grunt!"

"OH Goody! Lay down Red, you're too big to be on top of me." - "Grunt."

"OH Good! Red, you have such a nice big cock. Easy now, easy. Oh my pussy feels so full. Can you push me up and down on your big cock, Red? I am too small to do it." - "Grunt!"

"Goody! Yes just like that, it feels so good. Harder! Faster! Harder! More! Oh Red, my juices are all over your cock. Harder! Squirt your juice, Red. Put in all in my tummy, Red. Oh it's so hot, so good. Can I stay the night with you, Red? Mommy said I should not travel when it's dark." - "Grunt!"

"Goody! Can I suck your cock again, Red?" - "Grunt! Grunt!"

"Goody. Red, your skin is warm and your big hand feels so good when you stroke my green skin. Do you think before I continue my journey tomorrow morning, you could put your big cinnamon cock in my other hole? It's right here. We call it ass." - "Grunt!"

"Goody! Mommy was right, my journey has been fun. I am so sleepy." Yawn! - "Grunt."

The MEC:

My name is Fates. I am a MEC. (Mechanized Evolved Civilization.) I am one of only fifty. We have scanned one thousand galaxies and found only one planet that had intelligent life forms, but they will never threaten us. I made sure of that some three hundred years ago. Now for what I did I live on as a prisoner in my own home.

My home was encased in one thousand inches of MEC steel. Then to ensure that I could not escape, my home was buried ten miles below the ground. For all I know, the rest of my race is dead. The only reason I still live is that the only thing that could destroy me is a ten-megaton hydrogen bomb. I have tried more than five hundred times to kill myself. The molecular technology that controls my body refuses to let me die. For if I die, it dies.

I have no legs. The stupid bots saw no need for them and consumed them. I t also saw no need for redundant waste extraction holes, so it rearranged my internal parts so that I could piss and shit out of the same hole. Later it saw a fault in its thinking. It sealed all extraction holes, consumed my balls and dick, and now it recycles all my wastes.

I sit on my useless ass and stare at computer data. I can type request but I will never get an answer. The computer will always answer, "Request denied." I wonder how that planet I polluted so long ago is faring. I polluted it because they were reaching for space. The central computer saw no danger from the backward race and it did nothing. I knew better. I knew that some day they would find my rotting race and destroy it.

So I sent a factory ship to their planet and flooded the atmosphere with highly additive narcotics laced with molecular robots. The factory ship will remain there until its fusion reactor runs dry in about one million years. I still say what I did was legal, by my standards anyway. Have to go, my sleep time is near.

Saturday: Apples:

"You know that cute blonde-haired woman in the back? She wants to fuck me."

"Res, you know you can't fuck her. She is at least sixteen."

"I can look, can't I?"

"Look all you want. Just don't fuck her. Watch out! Damn! Pull over. I am driving, before you kill us all."

"It's not my fault, it's the cock pills. All I can think about is fucking."

"You know Res, you're sex crazed."

"Is that so bad?"

"I guess not."

"Hey, look up ahead."

"Shit, it's a Junkie."

"Can't be. She is fifty miles from the city and going in the wrong direction. I'll just run her over."

"Don't. She looks like a kid."

"Fine!" The truck sped past the Junkie.

"Stop. She looked human."

"No way."

"I tell you, she looked human."

"Fine. Just have your gun ready."

"I did not bring it."

"You're hopeless, Res."

"No, I am not. I can out fuck you any day. HA. HA."

"Now remember, don't touch her." Shit! She is a kid no more than six. How the hell did she get all the way out here?

"Bat, she sure has a cute little pussy." Groan! The woman got out of the truck.

"Damn! Bat, she looks human."

He was right. "Human looking or not, she is still a Junkie." One of the women walked over to the girl.

"Stay away from her!"

"Now what harm can she do us?"

"What harm? Are you nuts? That little bitch could kill us all."

"Stop. Do you know what happened to the last woman that touched a Junkie?"

"No, I don't."

"She shriveled up and died."

"Bats right."

"Thanks, Res."

"Well! We can't leave her here."

"Yes we can, and we will."

"You know Bat, men can touch them."

"Are you nuts? I am not touching her."

The woman whispered. "If you don't take her we will refuse to fuck you men any more."

"If you do that it will be the end of us all."

"Leaving one human girl to die is the end of us."

"I'll take her." I knew what the pervert had on his mind.

"No. I am the leader. I'll take her."

"Yes, Res. Let him take her. We know he will take good care of her."

"Fine. You take her, Bat."

"Get me a blanket from the back of the truck. We can't have her running around naked." Groan! What am I going to do with a six-year-old Junkie bitch?

"Come on girl, get in the truck."

"Pick her up, Bat."

Damn! Woman. "Fine!" The girls gave me a blanket. I wrapped her in the blanket and picked her up. She was like a rag doll. I put her in the cab between me and Res.

Later at the compound:

"Thank you for the clothing and the bed, girls."

"You're welcome, leader." Giggles. Groan!

"Do you have a name, girl?" Damn!

"Here, put this on. Fine, I'll dress you then. Put your leg through the hole."

Damn! This bitch is dumb. I put her on the bed. It will be easier to dress her.

As I pulled a pair of white cotton panties over her ass, my stupid cock wondered how it would feel sliding into something so small. Stupid cock. I told it that there was no way it could get into something that small.

Finally! I got some clothing on her.

"I sleep here. You sleep over there."

Stupid bitch. Fuck it, I am tired. I put her on the bed the girls gave me.

I got into my bed. AH! The bed feels good, and no fucking tomorrow. I think I will sleep the entire day.

About an hour later:

That's the best pussy I have had in a long time. It's wet and warm and it really works my cock.

I open my eyes. The bitch is sucking my cock.

"Suck, mister. You give me eat, I give you good suck."

Shit, why the hell not. My stupid cock wondered if this Junkie bitch was a virgin. I on the other hand did not want to know.

"Ok Girl! Suck for food."

"Thank you, mister." Damn!

This bitch can suck, or maybe it's because I never had one before. My cock never felt so hard and so good. Now she is licking my balls. Wow! I am tingling all over. She is licking my come slit, heavenly. The way she just sucks my cock head, damn! I can't hold out. She takes about half my cock into that wet warm mouth and fondles my balls. I come like I have never come before. Torrents of hot wet sperm shoot into her mouth. Damn! She gulps it all down. She then goes back to the head of my cock and with her small hand she squeezes the last drops of cum into her mouth.

"Food now, mister."

"Sure."

"My name is Key. You got a name, mister?" I tell her my name and asked her what she wanted to eat. She pointed to a can of beef stew. I opened it and dumped the contents in a dish. She gobbled the beef stew and asked for more. I want to ask her for another cock suck but decide not to. After she finished eating, I put her back on the bed the girls gave me. In a few moments she had that same blank look. I went back to bed and put the can opener under my pillow. Could not have that stupid bitch eat my food for nothing, my cock reminded me, as I again drifted off to sleep.