August Moone Sagas
Book 5
Absolution
Chapter 13
Your Floppy Is Showing

Socializing 101
	As much as he was intrigued by the sexual depravity in the town of Town, the Green Tornado Phenomenon piqued his interest, as well.  More and more the “green tornadoes” were popping up daily throughout the Midwest and stretching into the northern states as well as the northern neighbor, Canada.  Scientists world wide were explaining the green vortexes as not so much as a weather related phenomenon but as a doorway to another universe, a parallel universe.
	Most of the scientists’ reviews and reports were dismissed by the normal folk of the country and world, mostly as it was unproven--just a speculation.  There had yet to be anyone “returning” from the so called Parallel Universe, bringing some sort of alternate proof of the other existence.
	Not yet.
	Scientists were unclear as to why no one was “returning” and many feared that there was no way in which to do so--OR, they were killed.  Many theories sprang up about what life would be like in a parallel universe--it was suggested that there was the possibility of a world(s) without air, without water, without the basic necessities to sustain life.  There, too, could be worlds whereas there were dinosaurs, man-eating creatures of various types; worlds void of technology or the means to achieve such.
	Scientists came to assume and believe that there were probably potentially infinite worlds.
	So why now?  Why was the green tornadoes the only means of making the current Earth settlers aware of the “other” possible existences?  The combined scientists didn’t have an answer for that one.  They came up with several lame excuses, all were lame and they knew it.  What was needed was someone to go INTO a parallel universe, document it, and return (with evidence).
	In the meantime…
	He had a thing for Becky.  He had A thing for Becky.  She was a marvel beyond all.  He enjoyed her in her clothes, bathing suit, and underwear.  He especially enjoyed her naked.  She had very muchly warmed up to him and happily obliged him whenever.
	Nancy, too, was warming to Forrest.  The concept of indulging in fanciful sexual debauchery was still a new thing to condone and accept.  Her dead beat ex-husband and father of Becky made an appearance, wanting to get back into the house, to bed both Nancy and Becky.  
	Nancy didn’t care for his plan and Becky didn’t care for him period.
	The ex- tried his hand at punching Forrest.
	That was the wrong thing to do.
	The man was not in bad shape, but he wasn’t physically fit enough to take on an ex-Military man like Forrest Finch.  He didn’t care to beat the ever loving shit out of the man before his ex-family, but if that was what it would take…
	The man crawled away but didn’t have the sense enough to stay away.
	Forrest though wanted to go scope out more on Jodi and Kammy, thought more wisely to hang about the house and await the foolish return of Nancy’s ex.
	Two days later the ex- returned.
	But not alone.
	He came with a baseball bat, a gun, a knife, a sword, and four friends.
	There was a mild confrontation and Forrest was in the midst of it.
	He took a few good solid punches and the bat nearly very muchly broke his arm during a block.  The “friends” of the ex-surrounded Forrest, Forrest wasn’t concerned about them--taking the idiot ex- down would be first and possibly make it so as the friends of the ex- would snicker away.
	The ex- had more determination than his first time.  The friends got in the way with pushing and tripping Forrest up, throwing cinder blocks at him and holding him so as the ex- could get at him easier.
	Then, as Forrest felt the first pangs of “this isn’t going well”, a new sound came to his ears.  He had been pummeled in the ears several times, he had a headache and there was a significant amount of blood in his mouth.
	But, he determined at length that the new sound was--was--motorcycles?
	A large cacophony of thunderous Hawgs exploded onto the scene, drowning out all thought.  Forrest’s friend “Dozer” had called in the cavalry!
	Ten of the meanest, ugliest, funkiest bikers there ever was slithered onto the scene in the front yard of Nancy’s humble abode.  The ex-’s friends were in deep-deep shit.  Very deep.  They were no match for the huge burly wily-wryly bikers.  They came equipped with chains and face-busters.  They used them, too!
	With the Five Friends no longer interfering with Forrest and the ex-, Forrest pummeled the ex- into the ground.

TLC
	It had been a long-long-long time since he had last had a good beating.  Ever fiber in his being was on fire.  The bathtub he soaked in was drained twice before the pains began to diminish.  Nancy and Becky, with Wednesday, Eddie, and Pugsley, aided him in his recovery.  
	Dozer brought the beer.  Lots of it.  Kegs.  He also brought pizzas and sodas for those not indulging in beer.  He became a good friend to the family, even Nancy liked him; she kissed his cheek and was weepy.
	Nancy’s ex- did not foolishly attempt another visit.

	Skyler Zane, too, made an appearance.  He got to shag Nancy, Becky, and Wednesday.  He also spread his cheeks for Forrest.  Skyler was doing well, he had put away the Contraption, letting it cool off.  He had resolved that though the Contraption had been useful, in completing the Bitches on his List, and helping out his mom & dad financially, he felt better off without it and to pursue life the hard way.
	He did make note that when the one green vortex appeared just outside of town, the Contraption went nuts.
	“Oh?” queried Forrest.
	“Yeah, it became activated and hummed and everything!”
	That was curious.  Somehow the hi-tech self made gadget reacted to the vortex’s complexities.  Hmmmm  It was something worth looking into.  But at a later time.

The Narly of Neighbors
	Forrest began to get better, it took a few days.  Long hot soaks in the tub, long lounging in bed then on the sofa.  He was catered to and got very used to it.  But he needed to get out more, to walk the stiffness out and return to “other” activities.
	Summer was passing and emptying to Fall.  Forrest took early morning walks, sometimes neighborhood walking, sometimes down to the local eatery for a bit of breakfast.  His Narly Senses were on high alert, his eyes peeled for anything that would perk his interest and satiate his lust.
	One day Skyler Zane came by as Forrest was leaving for a morning walk.  He presented him with the Contraption.
	“I dinked with it some more.”
	“And?” Forrest said sensing there was indeed, “more.”
	“Well,--” the boy sheepishly grinned.  “It has a new feature.”
	Forrest looked to the boy.  ‘Yeah, and?’
	They went into the house, Nancy was at work, Becky at school.  Pugsley off on his own adventure, Eddie and Wednesday fucking in the closet.  
	The Contraption Skyler had was new--a new design, a new “box”, new components.  It was still basically the same, but different, upgraded.  Skyler held the Contraption II and “activated” it.
	Before Forrest’s eyes Skyler Zane “DISAPPEARED!”

	There was a wavering, a shimmering, and then--a disappearing!
	Forrest blinked his eyes, rubbed his eyes.  “What the fuck!?”
	“Yep!” snickered Skyler, he had moved (silently) to one side.
	Forrest heard a high pitched whine ascend in high decibel and then quickly warble down.  At 22 decibels the shimmering/wavering reappeared and so did Skyler.

	Side effects?  Unknown.  Lasting Power?  Unknown.  Other special abilities?  Superceded by the Invisibility.  No mind control, just invisibility.  The original Contraption had the Mind Controlling aspects, but the two Contraptions could not be used in conjunction with one another as when both were activated--they canceled one another out.
	Well, it IS a matter of You Cant Have Everything!

	And only one person at a time could be Invisible.
	Which was okay with Forrest.  Skyler happily handed over the Contraption II, “have at it.” he told Forrest.  “Tell me what you think.”  Forrest took the gadget, in a way Skyler was passing off the untried object, it was untested and not determined its faults or hang-ups--side effects.
	Forrest would be the test subject mouse.
	Oh well, not like he had anything else to do.
	With the Contraption II by his side Forrest assaulted the neighborhood two blocks south of Nancy’s home.  Quaint homes abounded, large lots, green grass, huge trees.  Middle Americana living.  Patriotic flags, flowerbeds, quintessential appeal.
	At the corner of Chestnut and Ohurst a charming 2-story home there was whereas Forrest’s Narly Senses alerted him strongly.  A modern family sedan had just pulled up and a modern family woman got out.  From the other side of the vehicle a young boy approx. eight years hopped out.
	Forrest was intrigued.
	They made way to the door of the typical early era Americana home, the door opened and they were greeted warmly by a woman.  Both women were attractive, slender, tall; one blondish one dark hair.  The blond had her hair to mid shoulders while the dark haired woman wore hers short.
	The dark haired woman wore an odd color green nappy knit skirt while her long time friend wore jeans that weren’t too tight.  Both wore nice simple tops with medium sized hooters contained within.
	 The two hugged and Forrest thought he saw a brief peck--to the lips!
	His intrigue was piqued to the highest.

	Behind the dark haired woman (Carlie) was a lovely young girl about eight years young herself.  Long blond hair, semi-styled, blue plastic ribbons kept the long straight hair from hanging loose in her fairly decent looking face.
	She was giddy and bashful, peeking around her mother’s hips at the young handsome boy slinking behind HIS mother.  Finally the mothers realized they were not alone and introduced them.
	Adam and Amanda.
	Carlie then gave way so as to invite fully her friend (Margaret) and Adam in.  (unbeknownst to her/them, another entered as well.)  Stealth mode still served him well, the Invisibility mode of the CII he would use when necessary--or out of desperation.
	More hugging between the two women.  By the time Forrest was situated he had missed a few minutes of “anything else.”  no worries, he figured there was probably lots of time for something narly to happen.  His Narly Senses had never let him down…
	Adam and Amanda eyed one another, smiling and being very shy.  Both kids clung to their mothers, heads bowed, sneaking looks to the other every so often.  Adam was dressed smartly in almost brown colored slacks, a matching vest, and simple almost dressy shirt not matching.
	Bowl shaped brown hair, kinda thick but styled nicely just the same.  A well rounded face, brown eyes, a sweet boy if ever there was one.   Amanda was a pretty girl, a small space between her two front teeth, dainty earrings, a dainty smile and pose.  A blue dress with frilly lace, stockings, dress shoes.  Not overly pretty, not outstanding or astounding, but plain and simple as any child of eight should be.
	The two women continued their banter and Forrest got the gist that the two were long time friends who hadn’t seen one another in some time and Carlie with Adam were from a far neighboring town.
	Carlie and Adam were offered refreshing tea and there was fresh made cookies, too.  Adam and Amanda sat together at an English style pub bench seat & table--across from one another.
	Apparently the two hadn’t seen one another in a long while, either--since they were very young.  And a kid’s memory aint all that great.  So they sat across from one another, sheepishly grinning, flailing their legs under the table, noshing on the cookies that Amanda claimed to have made almost by herself.
	Forrest turned his attention to the mothers.
	They were off into the living room, the house itself was greatly adorned with fine furnishings of an Old World theme, from the carpet and throw rugs to tapestries and furniture.  The great bay window was adorned with a huge Victorian curtain, it was drawn and the two mothers got a little naughty.
	At first it was simple groping and kissing.
	Then, Margaret fondled her best friend’s breasts, pawing each one and working it out of Carlie’s top.  The two kissed deeply and passionately with Carlie working her hands down inside Margaret’s skirt.  She at length managed to undo the clasp, then unzipped the garment and it fell away easily.
	Carlie’s top fell away, too.  Followed by her bra.
	Margaret feasted (with her eyes) her friend’s breasts, pawed them again then began sucking on them, nipping the nipples and engulfing the whole mound.
	Carlie stood moaning and pawing her own hands all over her friend’s body.  Adam and Amanda unawares continued kicking their feet under the table and noshing cookies.
Timing is Everything!
	Margaret and Carlie were just about to “get into it” seriously bad when a pesky knock to the front door came to be.  The two women on the floor rolling on a great European throw rug paused.  They were topless and clad merely in their panties.  Forrest was close to joining them--one way or another.
	Margaret got up and dressed quickly, followed by Carlie.  Their hair was a mess and they were sweaty.  Margaret shuffled quickly to the door in a short not well lit hall.
	It was a delivery boy who was lucky he didn’t get raped right then and there.  He handed over a large basic brown paper box.  It wasn’t too heavy and it took Margaret a moment or two reading the Return Address to realize what was within.
	“Oh my God!” she blurted out.  Her grin and blush were incredible.
	“You’ve made incredible timing!” she said to her friend reaching out to her.
	“What did you get, mommy?” asked Amanda coming up behind.
	“A special present, only for mommies.” 
	The little girl looked a little disappointed.
	“I didn’t get anything?” she said almost pouting.
	‘I got you Adam!’

	The box was placed on a nightstand at the base of the grand cherry wood stairs that circled up to the second floor.  The kids were shooed down a hall by the stairs to a bedroom.  It was a spare room and where the visiting mother and son would be spending their time.  (not nights, just their time!)
	The room was alright, same Victorian style furnishings, Elizabethan dresser, and other assorted Renaissance period stuff.  Amanda hung to her mother’s hips, she wore glasses and seemed incredibly shy.  Carlie loved the room, there were pictures of her and a man on the grandeur dresser, other assorted pictures, too; which only led to several minutes of the two mothers reminiscing.
	Adam and Amanda rolled their eyes.

	What was in the package was yet to be disclosed.  Amanda got the task of taking Adam around the house for a tour; the tour was short and ended with Amanda’s room.  Amanda had a gerbil in a cage, some goldfish, and a room worth hanging out in.
	The kids’ mothers--well, they wanted to be by themselves…
	Amanda had a nice room, she turned on some music and the two watched the fishes.  They didn’t talk much, just light normal stuff.  Amanda was curious about Adam’s living in another town, Adam curious about Amanda’s living in the small town of Town.
	Amanda had a few games, mostly board games, no electronics.  
	Forrest didn’t think anything of “worth” was going to transpire between the two; he left them and went in search of their mommies.  He found them in a private bedroom--naked.  In the package was an enormous multifunctional use dildo!
	It was LARGE, thick, life-like and ran on batteries or electric.
	The two women were standing with the ‘cock’ between them pressed between their titties.  Their hands were all over one another and their passion was heating up tenfold.
	The dildo was worked up as much as the women were, so was Forrest.  The huge massive phallic was rubbed between the two’s twosome, then between one another’s legs before they wrapped their arms about one another for a serious five minute lingering lustful kiss.
	It ended with the two collapsing onto the floor jamming the dildo into their bodies--their own as well as the other.
	When the great grandfather clock in the hall chimed its time of three, Margaret and Carlie paused in their lust.  The two looked to one another,
	“The kids!”
	The two quickly scrambled up and put on their clothes, minus their undies and minus straightening up their clothes they had put on.  Not dashing or racing but quickly in their step they looked about the grand home in search of.
	The kiddies were alright, sort of.  They were (still) in Amanda’s room.  They still had their clothes on, too.  Unfortunately, they were covered in paint.
	Amanda got a mild scolding from her mother, Adam got one from his.
	Then--the two were scurried off to the hall bathroom Amanda used almost exclusively.  Once in the bathroom the mothers undressed their children.  Both Adam and Amanda avoided direct looks to one another, but sheepishly and ‘on the sly’ they checked on another out as they were disrobed.
	There was no stopping or pausing, Carlie stripped down her young son, tugging his underpants down and he stepped out of them.  His face and hands were covered in layers of multi paints--water based.  His clothes, too.
	Amanda likewise.
	Once the kiddies were naked, they were back-to-back to one another and their mothers fussed over them.  Margaret turned on the faucet to the nice ample tub and Amanda stepped in.  Adam followed, his eyes averting Amanda’s nakedness.
	But once in the tub, standing, there was nothing else to do BUT look at the other.  There was some blushing and giggles, and a slight-slight rise in Adam’s young tally.
	The kids were settled down and were put thru the paces of being bathed--scrubbed clean of the paint.  The tub was drained twice/refilled as many times before the kids were finally really squeaky clean.
	During the drying time, both kids were spanked.  One hard swat to the bare ass for the paint incident.  Their clothes were basically ruined the reason being.  Thereafter the kiddies were returned to Amanda’s room.  There was paint on the carpet and dresser, bed, table…
	“I’ll give you a choice,” said Margaret, “take some more spanking for this, or you two do something else for us.”
	“No spanking?” queried Adam consoling his ass.  He was truly a cute little fart, Forrest had a boner for him, too.
	“Nope, no spanking IF you two do something together for us.”
	Adam and Amanda looked to one another.  No expressions on their faces to give away to their private thoughts.  Sheepishly on the sly Adam concealed his nakedness.  Amanda already doing so.
	“Do you two want to talk about it, privately?”
	The kids looked to one another and shrugged.
	The mothers backed out of the room.
	The paint spill was not an issue, it was the type of paint easily cleaned up with water.  The door was closed just so.  Forrest assumed the two mothers were just outside the door.
	Inside, Adam and Amanda twiddled their fingers staring at their feet.
	Adam sighed.  Amanda picked her nose and then her butt.
	“I think I know what they want us to do.” Adam said in a low voice.
	Amanda wasn’t sure, she rolled a shoulder in question, “What?”
	Adam held back-- “They want us to get together.”
	Amanda stared at him questioningly.
	Adam looked to the floor, then to Amanda’s feet.  He gulped and traveled his eyes up to her knees, thighs, and her naked cunny.  Fidgeting the and shifting her weight Amanda slyly brought her hands to her cunny.  Her eyes rolled and she was in deep thought.
	“They want us to--” Adam didn’t seem to be able to say the word or content.  Amanda still didn’t get it.  Adam then put his hand on his little dinkus and stroked.  Amanda’s eyes focused on the boy’s doings.  She grinned big, giggled, brought her hands to her face and stared at Adam masturbating.
	Then, like a light bulb, “Ooooooooh!” she got it.

	The covers on Amanda’s bed were pulled off and the two kids were on top.  The mothers directed their children, but Adam had already been schooled in such bedtime activities.  The two kids on their knees faced one another, up very close and quite personal.  Then, on light instruction cooing from their mothers, they placed their hands on one another’s ass.
	Adam’s little dinkus shot immediately to full hardness.  At eight years young the dinkus wasn’t much to speak of, but it was hard and young, and ready.  Amanda fondled it (on her own!)  Adam ran his hands all over Amanda’s ass, his dick getting harder and harder as he did so.
	Adam, too, ran his fingers up into Amanda’s pussy.
	Thereafter, Amanda laid down and Adam positioned himself--to lick her out.  Margaret at the foot of her daughter’s bed shuddered as she looked upon Adam’s lovely little ass.  She lusted for his dangling hairless testicles and penis.  She began to finger herself and yearn.
	Carlie caressed her son’s ass, lightly spanked it, diddled his asshole, tugged on his testicles, and watched him up close as he “went down” on Amanda’s twat.
	The girl was virgin.
	Was.
	Margaret got a glancing look from her best friend, an invite.  Margaret was only too happy to accept.  She slowly climbed onto the bed.  Daughter Amanda wriggled as she lay on her stripped down bed.  Adam’s tonguing of her teased her and she squeezed her legs against his head.  The mothers held the girl’s flailing legs down all the while fondling Adam’s darling little ass.
	Margaret was enthused with fondling the boy’s wares, stroking his penis and caressing his young ass.  Adam paid no attention but concentrated on his task, licking out Amanda’s snatch.
	When his tongue grew tired he sat up.
	Both mothers were hard pressed from “taking” the boy right then and there.  Somehow they managed to hold off (for the moment) and it was Amanda who sucked off on the boy.
	It was Amanda’s first time.  She was not sheltered or oblivious to all things narly in regards to sexual depravity.  She just wasn’t experienced.  
	Amanda put a light grip on Adam’s bone, she was cooed instructed how to “just cup his balls” and work her mouth down on his prong.  Amanda did a good job, Adam was all giggles and smiles.  He liked being sucked.  Amanda made slurping sounds and had engulfed the whole of Adam’s cock.
	Carlie caressed Amanda’s ass, fingering her backdoor, determining that the girl was equally virginal there, too.  She smiled to herself, that wouldn’t last long.
	Carlie and Margaret were in pangs--crossing their legs and lusting heavily for each other--and the massive fuck pole.  “You two think you can go on by yourselves?” asked a near frantic Carlie.
	Adam nodded.  He was a go.
	Little Amanda sat up, she wasn’t sure what they were talking about, she shrugged.  “Sure.”
	The two mothers smiled at their children, kissed them on the forehead and the scurried quickly out of the room and back to the dildo.

	Forrest was at a crossroads--who to follow and watch?  For a long few moments the kids merely sat still, looking down to the bed.  
	“Do you want to do it?” asked Adam.
	“Do you?” returned Amanda.
	“I guess so.”
	“It’s what our mothers want.”
	“Yeah.”
	“Do you know what to do?”
	“Yep.”
	Amanda giggled--then waited.
	“Lay down.” said Adam.
	Amanda obeyed.  Adam got between Amanda’s legs, he eyed her cunny, licked his lips, then settled on her, dragging his erection against her entrance.  He didn’t make entry but humped the young slit.  Amanda gripped the bed sheets, bit her lips and opened her legs wider.

	How desperately did Forrest desire deeply to “be involved.”  if he had the Original Contraption he would have.  But with the second generation merely having only the ability to render the User invisible…
	Amanda clung to the bed as she was rocked.  Adam humped on her, his little dinkus grinding mostly against her cunny and not in.  A few times it DID make penetration, but his penis bent and contorted and didn’t quite breech the girl’s hymen.
	It was still a joy to watch.  A lot of joy.  The boy’s lovely ass bouncing up and down, the girl beneath him wriggling about.  Forrest’s cock surged and he soiled himself.  He desired deeply to be DEEP in the boy’s ass, then in his mouth, against his balls, then have a little fun with the girl!
	In another room, Carlie and Margaret were hard at it, doing double duty with the dildo--cramming it into their fuck holes as they were on all fours, ass to ass, the dildo between them.  They needed a DICK to suck on.  Forrest hammered his and came close to busting in on them.
	…when at the door someone knocked.

	A tall man with dark hair, a thick mustache, slender build, and two adorable young ten year old twin boys was at the door.  Margaret’s brother.  The brother and sister hugged and the (clothed) Margaret dropped to her knees to squeeze the life out the boys.
	They were introduced to Carlie, of whom they already knew.  Carlie, as well, squeezed the boys (and copped a feel of their young butts.)  Margaret dashed up the stairs where her daughter and Carlie’s son were still going at it.
	She was gone for a while, Forrest wished he could see or know what was going on--but he couldn’t be in two places at once!  The newcomer, Geoffrey Winsor, didn’t bring along traveling bags but high tech traveling containers.  He made himself at home while Carlie took care of the boys in the kitchen.
	Again, Forrest had to decide where he wanted to be--the kitchen or see what the man was up to.

Things that make you go Hmmmm…
	Video equipment.  Lots of it.  Lights, cables, electrical, and video recording equipment similar to a movie set.  Hmmm   Geoff used a back room that seemed just prime for such purposes of making a ‘video.’  It was plain and in a so-so green scheme.  Extreme sparse furnishings; a double bed with only sheets, a large stuffed plush oversize teddy bear in a corner, some kiddies paintings on the wall, a couple of non-descript chairs and overstuffed chairs.
	There were two windows but blocked by heavy dark green curtains/drapes.  The man fussed and fumbled about setting up the equipment until he was satisfied then hauled out his cock and worked it for a few moments.  He spanked his own ass, made some moans, farted, then made way back to the others--after returning his wanker back inside his pants.

	In the kitchen, nothing really narly was going on.  That couldn’t be said for Margaret with the other kiddies upstairs.  She was nude and Carlie’s son was on her, driving into her.  Her fingers worked tenaciously into Amanda’s snatch.  Amanda on the bed beside her mother giggled and fussed about blushing, watching the talented Adam fuck her mother.
	At length the boy came up, was drawn up to be positioned on Margaret’s chest, his little puddling nestled nicely between her mommy titties.  He did then commence to hump.  Amanda caressed the boy’s ass…

	Forrest was about to stand all he could stand and he couldn’t stand no more!  After a time Margaret dressed and had Adam and Amanda dress.  Then, they all went downstairs.  Carlie and Geoff were in the kitchen (still) with the boys having a grand time talking, telling jokes of one kind or another.  The kiddies were all introduced and then…
	Geoffrey sat on one of the simple wooden chairs.  On either side of him was his boys.  Lovely young lads of ten, Rowdy Rod and Terrible Todd.  Handsome little guys, typical blond haired boys of ten.  They were caressed, patted and their was a subtle nod from their dad.  The boys slowly-slowly ever so slowly slipped off their clothes.  They then came around to be before their clothed daddy and embraced one another.
	They then kissed lightly--just a peck.
	Their hands slowly ever so slowly traveled down one another’s backside; when at the other’s ass the hands began making small circles, squeezing the cheeks with their hips bouncing into one another.  Rowdy Rod slowly went down to his knees, his tongue on his brother’s chest licking all the way down.   Hmmmm
	Once at his brother’s erect penis, Rod began sucking it.  He teased it a second or two, licking/flicking his tongue to the piss slit and then engulfing the whole thang!  Clutching the fuzzless testicles he made ever effort to swallow his brother’s balls, too.
	Terrible Todd turned about after a few minutes of being “serviced”; bent over and spread his cheeks.  Rod went immediately to his brother’s crack, licking the crevice and diddling the hole.
	Soon, Terrible Todd was being equally serviced.  While Rowdy Rod sucked him fully and wholly, their dad fondled Todd’s ass, he had begun undoing his clothes, slowly easing them down.  Hmmmmm
	Whenafter Rodney had serviced his brother Todd al la rim jobbing him, Todd positioned himself across his near naked daddy’s knees.  Brother Rod stepped up and rubbed his young tallywhacker all over the boy’s ass, gliding it up and down the crack and then--then making near easy insertion.
	Geoffrey smiled at his boys, his cock pressing up against Todd’s soft supple belly.  Rodd pumping for all he was worth.  Geoff fondled his pumping son’s ass, smacking him a little but not hard.  Todd grunted some, clenched and made some faces as he was hammered from behind.  And soon there was a great explosion--against his soft underbelly--his daddy had shot a wad of man juice onto him.
	Both boys took to slurping on the manly prong, sucking it clean.  Roddy licked the spunk off of his brother’s smooth chest and then took a turn at laying across his daddy’s lap while brother Todd took a turn at butt fucking him!

Scene I/Act II
	On the bed Rodney sucked (again) on his brother’s tool while Rodney held his brother’s left leg up.  Todd held one of his cheeks while holding Rodney’s balls--sucking him deeply.
	Behind Rodney his daddy pumped.  There was for all to see Geoffrey’s manly manhood slamming nicely and firmly into Rodney’s asshole.  Both their nut sacs slapping and flapping.  Guzzles of cum already shooting out of Rowdy Rod’s a-hole.
	Sitting on her mother’s lap young Amanda watched in amazement and awe, there was a little tingling sensation between her legs and she fingered herself.  Her sweet innocent face stared on and on…
	Young Adam sat on his mother’s lap, his little dinkus stiff as a board.  He, too, was incredibly awed at what he was seeing.  What other thoughts he had were his own…
Scene I/Act III
	Both boys of Geoffrey received copious amounts of manly man juice from their father.  They were spanked until their darling little asses were aflame.  Neither child cried out.  There was no emotion whatsoever.  When done, the boys were held, squeezed, and kissed.
	Thereafter, a repeat performance but this time captured on video--starring Adam and Amanda.  What they did upstairs on her bed they would do before the rolling movie set-like camera.
	It was a little nerve wracking and highly embarrassing.  Adam, though, seemed to have better control and guided his young lover into a more pleasing ability to “perform.”
	What he whispered to her was unknown, to all.  She shut her eyes and on the bed she sucked on Adam’s willy.
	Her hands squeezed his tender little ass and she sucked his cock and balls until the boy himself became highly aroused.  It was then HER turn.  Subtly he was “directed” to turn one way and then another--one position to have his ASS up in the air as he went down on Amanda’s cunt.  Then a side profile view, then an up close and personal aspect.
	When the full fucking began, Geoff took the close-up camera and brought it right in on Adam’s cock sliding in (and out) of Amanda’s pussy.  When the boy had had enough and rolled off of the girl, the camera focused solely on the girl’s pulsing cunny.  Amanda fingered herself and then pulled her legs back to expose both her cunny and asshole.

Scene I/Act IV
	Amanda was okay with it, but not 100%.  Geoff’s boys Rod and Todd came onto the bed, Adam returned to his mother’s lap to be congratulated on his “performance.” his little stiffy remained stiff and got righteously stiff watching as Rod and Todd fucked the bejesus out of Amanda.
	Rod mounted Amanda first, no foreplay, just got on the bed, got on Amanda, and put it to her.  The close-up camera closing up to view the actual penetration.
	Both boys were cummers and Rod creamed into Amanda’s cunt.
	Todd fucked her cunny five minutes and wasn’t able to “produce.”  he farted and peed in/on her, though so that more than made up for it.  Amanda wasn’t overly thrilled, nor with the rash ass spanking she got from the boys afterwards.
Scene 1/Act V
	All four kids’ mouths dropped to the ground when they saw the huge cock.  Margaret brought Mr. Super Pleasure out for all to see, then she and Carlie got on the bed.  A small variety of vegetables accompanied them.  While operating the three various cameras, Geoffrey remained naked and had an amazing boner going himself.
	The two women on the bed made use of Mr. Super Pleasure, stuffing it into their hot torrid snatch boxes at the same time--a double ended pleasure seeker.  They fucked each other on their back bouncing into one another, then on their hands and knees, the dildo firmly inserted into their assholes.
	Cucumbers, squash, long handled gourds, bananas, zucchini, and even carrots got to know a human woman’s pussy (and asshole) inside and out.
	The two women also pounded their pussies together, sucked on one another’s titties, spanked one another until their asses were tomato red, squatted on one another and urinated, then shaved each other’s hairy twat as a finale.

Scene 1/Act VI
	It took a little coaxing from mother and cooing from Carlie but Amanda finally partook of Uncle Geoff’s cock.  She stroked it, kissed it, sucked it.  She fondled his hairy balls and sucked on the head of his beefy fuck pole.  His cock was much different than the boys…
	Carlie operated the close-up camera while Margaret participated in the oral copulation herself.  She worked her brother’s dick slowly but surely until there was the telltale sign that ejaculation was eminent.
	Amanda was pressed to keep her mouth over the massive pecker head.  She gulped, gushed, and gagged.  Cum squirted in gobs out of the incestuous cock, filling her mouth almost instantly.  Amanda didn’t like, she retched and gagged and very nearly vomited.
	Margaret took the brotherly dong and slurped it dry.
	She then tongue lashed her nephews.
	Little Amanda and Adam got her over eager tongue, too.
Scene I/Act Impossible!
	Can we say ORGY!?
	‘nuff said.  For the Finale the whole gang climbed onto the bed.  Amanda got onto Geoffrey and rode him for a few minutes, the head of his cock making penetration.  He tried for an anal assault, too, but the girl clenched tight her asshole.  She wasn’t ready for that--not yet.
	The boys, though, sodomized the girl as she sucked on Geoff’s cock; she sucked on his balls while being double penetrated by Rod and Todd.  Then while Margaret rode her brother’s delightful dong, the boys held Amanda’s legs open wide while Carlie penetrated her with a zucchini.  A gourd handle fucked the girl’s cunny as well as her pert young asshole.  Adam rode the girl’s face, his testicles in her mouth laying down her body during this epic.  Rod licked on Adam’s ass, Rod fucked it.

*
Freaking Fucking Families!

	Although sex assaults were on the Up and Up and no longer prosecutable, incest and many other former sex crimes once regarded as taboo becoming acceptable and the norm, many peoples were still not too keen on the deal.  Sex Ed was taking on a whole new flavor in the school system, blatant sex was on the tv all hours of the day, sex topics, discussions, and social events with the main theme of sex was the new norm.  But still…
	Each state, each county continued to try and maintain some sort of decency.  It was up to the presiding judge or townspeople to decide what was right and wrong in regards to a particular sex crime.  Murder was still a no-no, but not rape.  You still couldn’t steal a car and kidnapping was still in a gray area.  Kidnapping for money, a no-no and got you big time jail time.  Kidnapping for the purposes of Sex, a slap on the hand and go do it some where’s else.
	And the whole age and sex of the person being crimed didn’t matter, either.  But still…
	So with the Laws of the Land fucked up beyond belief, it was a wise thing to be on one’s guard.  It was after 8 PM when Forrest left the house of incredible sexploitation.  He was hard as any rock and ready to fuck the first hole that came along--regardless of sex or age.
	Jamie Sraps and Christa Coy were encountered.  They had holes…
	Nice tight juicy ready-to-be-fucked holes.  Forrest, without using the Contraption I (he didn’t have) or the Contraption II (that he did have) used only his massive prowess of overpowering the two wayward girls--on their way home.  They were friends, Jamie was younger by three years.  Both were cute, damn cute.  Jamie was the cutest.
	Catching the two by surprise was one thing, getting them to fully comply with his wishes and desires something else.  If a person(s) could get out of being kidnapped for the purposes of being sexualized--all the better and the Perpetrator could not continue--especially in public.  So, wisely, Forrest called for “backup.”

	It was a long “few” minutes before “backup” arrived, bot subjects remained semi frightened, somewhat aware of what was potentially going to happen to them.  But if they could get away…
	Not going to happen, though.  Skyler arrived, horny and equipped with the Original Contraption.  It was in prime working order and Skyler was feeling fine.  Bad news for the girls.
	Under control the girls were simply dealt with right then and there; the day was darkening and the area sparse.  A few buildings here and there, farm and ranching buildings.  The girls had been at the nearby Church whereas the older girl, Christa, was in the choir.  A neighborhood residential neighborhood was a block away.  The girls had almost been safe.
	Out behind some outbuildings associated with the public corral the girls were shuttled--under their own power.  They were manipulated easy but they were still “aware” of what was happening.  It made the whole sordid affair all the better.
	Jamie was in a cheerleader outfit, she had gone straight from school practice to the church to try out for the choir.  She remained in cheerleader attire so as possibly make herself more “cuter” and thusly assuring her placement in the choir.
	She wouldn’t know for a few days…
	Jamie’s clothing consisted of a typical cheerleader top, sleeveless, nothing underneath.  Jamie was twelve and was slow to “blossom.”  She had a damn intoxicating smile, though--missing her incisors.  Small dimples, fantastic brown eyes, incredibly cute-cute-cute.  
	Her brown hair in two flowing pig tails off the side of her head, she was all kinds of energetic--all kinds.  She wore a matching pleated skirt with red gym shorts underneath.
	Christa wore jeans and a simple top.
	Forrest went for Jamie while Skyler enjoyed Christa.  Both were undressed and then the Perpetrators stripped down.  Both girls had seen naked boys, innocently and then not so.  Jamie had seen wee little boys and boy not so wee--mostly innocent stuff with one time watching boys pissing in the woods.  She had never seen a boy jerk off.  She had not seen her father naked.  She had no brothers.  She had extensive health ed whereas full naked boys and men were revealed in books and on video.
	Christa had two brothers.  Both were still at the church “and they’ll be looking for me!” she said matter-of-factly.
	“To fuck?” Forrest asked blatantly.
	Christa gulped and turned a little pale.  She pursed her lips and for the second time since her “abduction” was a little afraid.  Her family was on the verge of moving out of the Sin Area of the Nation to lesser areas whereas the morals were still intact.  In that it was believed that the green tornadoes maybe responsible for the upsetting of American ethics.
	But they hadn’t moved yet.
	“Have you had sex with your brothers?” Skyler asked.
	Christa nearly choked and went horribly pale.  She, too, pursed her lips and shook her head No.  Forrest looked to her and it was a lie.
	“Better tell the truth, bitch, not nice to lie.” by the tone of his voice the fifteen year old knew he wasn’t one to mess with, or lie to.
	She ‘fessed up to getting dicked by her brothers “on occasion.”  but not in a long time, not since she was thirteen.
	“Up the ass?”  Skyler asked curiously.
	Christa was old enough to know what he implied.  Timidly she shook her head, No--not up the ass. 
	“Do you suck?”
	Christa knew what THAT meant, too.
	She shook her again, No.

	Jamie was all kinds of frightened.  Her fear was tenfold once told to strip down.  She found that she could stop herself.  She relaxed (a little) when Christa stripped off HER clothes.  The fear rose again when the man and boy got naked.
	Jamie had always known that being really pretty and all she was a likely candidate for getting raped.  She fingered herself and her mother had told her to try and start having a relationship either with a boy or some vegetable--to better prepare her for the inevitable.
	Jamie gulped and stared wide eyed at the waggling cock before her.  Her lips were held in tight.  Forrest was in love.  He loved little Becky, Wednesday, too, had some charm.  There were a couple of girls back at the New Digs he had a boner for--but, twelve year old Jamie 	Sraps delighted him.
	Against her face he pressed his cock, pressing it against her mouth and virtually fucking her nose.  Finally the girl reluctantly opened her mouth and accepted the man’s mighty prong.
	Forrest placed his hand behind the girl’s head and worked her…

	Jamie Sraps was a lovely-lovely young girl.  Lovely.  Though she was not an expert in giving “head”, she did a fine job just the same.  With her fingers wrapped about his pole she worked his cock as it was worked into her mouth.  She didn’t overly care for the “taste” of the cock in her mouth; she gagged and choked and made lots of faces.  This only paled in comparison when her young mouth was filled to capacity with the man’s jizum.
	The limp dick pulled out and caressed her face before putting her down on the ground.
	“Spread your legs.”
	Jamie gulped, she was sickened by the cum in her mouth, her pussy clenched in the anticipation of what was to happen to her nextly.  Beside her, friend Christa was already being pounded.
	Forrest took his time enjoying Jamie, caressing her, fondling, and fingering.  He kissed on her small budding breasts as well as sucked on them.  With her legs open he, too, went down on her and spent several minutes torturing her into ecstasy.  The young pre-teen shuddered and trembled all over, her young pussy pulsing and pounding into Forrest’s face.
	Forrest drank in the girl’s delights, she was a little musty and there was a slight taste of urine.  It enticed Forrest and he drove his tongue deeper into the girl’s cunny--a finger probing deeply into her tight sphincter.
	Jamie twisted all about flailing as she was “tortured”.  Forrest delighted in it and soon crawled upon her one more time, this time his manly manhood resting/pulsing against her twitching twat.
	“You want me to fuck you?” Forrest asked.  (the first time he ever had asked…)
	Jamie pursed her lips and stared up to him.  Her young body was still in a quiver.  She bit her lower lip and didn’t know how to respond.
	Slow methodic pumps--filling the young cunny to the maximum capacity.  The young girl clenched her entire body, thrashing about in an odd manner of being made love to.  It was invigorating as well as other…
	Beside Forrest and Jammie young Skyler was not as gentle to Christa, he pounded her doggie style, spanking her and drilling her asshole with much fervor.  He pulled out a time or two and spanked it against the girl’s ass cheeks, then drilled her some more stuffing her pussy in between times.
	Jamie, too, assumed the position of doggie style after her manly lover completed his deed in her pussy.  The young girl found herself friggin her box--it was a new “itch”.  Her lover assaulted her asshole with his tongue and fingers, lightly spanking her cheeks before inserting his manly manhood.

	“You want this one?” Skyler asked after the deed done was done and did.  Forrest thought the offer a little crass.  He let it slide and passed on taking his cock to Christa.
	“Don’t like sloppy seconds, huh?” chortled Skyler.  It was out of character for Skyler to say such things, or act so oddly.  Forrest deduced that the Contraption(s) were possibly once more having an adverse affect on the boy.  Either that or he was growing up to be a smart ass.
			
	Forrest DID take a turn with Christa.  Why not?  He took his time with her, too.  He enjoyed them both and both had differences he liked.  Their skin was soft and alluring, supple and pleasing.  He drank them in, inch by lovely inch.  Jamie was far cuter than Christa, but Christa was older.  
	Noshing on a girl’s twat after another dude’s dick had pounded it and subsequently unleashed a torrential amount of jiz wasn’t cool--not to Forrest anyways.  He diddled the girl’s funky cunt and gave her a reason to live--if not cum.  Her mouth opened wide as Forrest sank his beefy beefsteak into her body.
	“Oh GOD!” she cried out as several inches of manhood slipped into her pussy.  She clenched uncontrollably, shuddered, and undulated her entire body as she was brought to the brink of incredible orgasm.  Forrest was gentle with her and fucked her into oblivion.
A Glimpse of Oblivion
	While putting it to Nancy later on that night Forrest still thought of little Jamie.  Of them all, even over a couple of the special girls at the New Digs and Nancy’s Becky, Forrest desired to “have” Jamie as his own.
	“Is he “fencing” again?”
	“No, I don’t think so.  He’s just out.”
	It was the middle of the morning and a storm was brewing.  The temperature had dropped, humidity fluctuating all over the place, and the skies were darkened with a foreboding tone.
	“He’s been drawn lately to those green tornadoes.”
	Forrest mused and wondered.  He didn’t know about what but was curious.  He still had a problem coping with/understanding Eddie’s ability to shape shift, to change from Human form to Wolf form.  So did that give umph to the other forms of shape shifters or creatures of legend?  Vampires, Mummies, Frankenstein Monsters?  Sea creature myths, UFOs, a swamp critters fell into that gray area of unknown category, too.  What of them?
	Lightning arched across the dismal sky.  For the first time, Wednesday appeared a little frightened.  Not much really (could) frighten the child, she was pretty strange as she was.  She snuggled into Forrest as they sat on the back porch of Nancy’s humble abode.  Pugsley was home, he needed time to ‘heal’ from his rompous romp with next door biker neighbor Dozer.
	Eddie had been out shortly before midnight.

	Thunder boomed and shook the little wonder beside him.  She sat bolt upright and looked out into the bleak night.  A light rain was falling, the air stirred up and electrified.  She held firm her pose for a moment and then crawled slowly onto Forrest’s lap.
	He held the young strange girl, patting her stomach.  She wore a shawl Nancy had given her, along with some more suitable clothing more befitting the “times.”  She wiggled a bit on Forrest’s lap until settled, then pulling the shawl tight about her she nestled into him.
	She didn’t sleep but remained awake for a long time.

	Shortly before the common break of day the tornado warning sirens at the ends of town sounded off.  A dead calm there had come to be, the wind had stopped, the air had warmed, the skies gloomy high-high above.  Not good.  Not good at all.
	Wednesday stood at the deck railing, cocking her head as if she were listening, not to the drowning out high pitch whine of the warning siren, but something more.  She started to move off the deck…
	“Eddie?” Forrest inquired.
	“He’s out there.  I’ve got to go.”
	“I’ll come with.”

	The end edge of town had a landscape that was flat.  Mostly open fields, meadows, and little else.  A few trees, some dips in the geography and a few small “hills.”  The wind had begun to pick up as they neared, Forrest fought for control of the midsize car loaned to him by Nancy.  Wednesday remained quiet during the trip but came alive with mixed feelings of high end emotions--mostly fear.
	She was greatly concerned for the well being of Eddie.
	“He’s out there!” she exclaimed.
	So was a tornado.
	And not just ANY tornado--a massive GREEN tornado.
	It was Forrest’s first up close and personal eye-view of such a phenomenon.  It towered hundreds (if not a thousand) feet up and distorted madly as it twisted along the landscape rearranging it.  The air pressure was incredible.  The car began to move and near topple over.
	“We cant stay here!” yelled Forrest.  
	Wednesday knew it was true, but she couldn’t leave Eddie the Wonder Wolf.
	“Do you see him?  Do you know where (exactly) he is?”
	Wednesday did not.  She clung to the car shielding her eyes.
	Dirt and various landscape debris began to fill the air more and more as the great massive demonic twister terrorized the land.  It was two-miles away and churning (turning) towards the town of Town.
	From within the great unnatural creation there were burst of green pulsing light.  That was unusual.  But then, everything about the green twisting twister was unusual.
	Suddenly, the massive tornado “fell” to the ground!
	It continued to “swirl” but no longer seemed to advance towards to the town, or anywheres else, either.  That was good.  
	It did, though, begin to SUCK; air (and everything else) was being sucked/pulled into the massive dark green void.  Now the car of Nancy’s that was being buffeting and nearly thrown early was being pulled in…
	Forrest held Wednesday to him, the car began to skid across the two lane road.  Temporarily it was held up at the ditch that ran alongside the road.  Forrest and Wednesday lay in the other ditch alongside the road, inching down to the culvert.
	Here they found Eddie.
	It was at the opposite end whereas he could look out to see the massive phenomenon now only a mile away.  Was it getting bigger?  The massive vortex void seemed to be increasing in diameter.  Nancy car didn’t have a chance, it scooted across the landscape of wildflowers and was consumed.
	Forrest felt the tug of the twister trying to suck them out of the culvert.    Eddie seemed mesmerized by the swirling mass of suck.  The ground trembled and the landscape was torn up as the massive tornado thundered louder and louder.  It WAS growing in size, the pulsing green light from within appeared (to Forrest) to be more like lightning.
	Then, the great phenomenon swelled to encompass what seemed like the entire area and then some.  And then--was gone.  It dissipated into nothingness.  The wind and pounding thunder slowly decreased to nil.

	True to his word he replaced Nancy’s car--with a better one AND brand new.  It came with a tank of free gas and insurance AND under warranty.  Forrest badly about the loss of her only vehicle, and when he told her when he brought the kids home later that horrific day--she didn’t blow up or become enraged.  She was thankful that he and the kids were okay.
	Hours later he was in contact with his old (young) pal, Skyler Zane.  He needed a “touch” of the Contraption--the second generation one, the one with the single narly power of Invisibility.  With that he had no prob waltzing into a banking establishment AND its open vault and “helping himself”.
	He took what he only needed, though, no need in being greedy about it.  A little extra for himself and to help Nancy with some of her personal bills.  Then, he waltzed down the block and paid cash for a brand new midsize SUV.  
	When he brought it home and parked it in the drive way, she was stunned.  She was blown away when he dropped the keys into her hand.
	“It’s yours.” he told her.
	She hugged him, still stunned, kissed him, then cried.
	Women!
	He got the same from Becky.
	Later that night Forrest ’put it to’ Nancy.  She was more willing than ever.  She got into it herself and it was grand.   Whenafter he had showered and stepped out, Becky stood holding a towel, she was naked.  His dick was sore but instantly sprang to life.  Other than Jamie Becky warmed his balls (and cock) greatly.
	After she had dried him off they went into Becky’s room.  She serviced his cock with her mouth, fondled his balls and then spread her legs.  Forrest doinked her but before he came he pulled out, humped on her hairless poon then pushed her legs back.  Becky grabbed her long legs behind the knees and held them firm while her lover poked his way into her poop chute.
	He lay beside her, aching, when after he had completed humping her asshole and creaming DEEPLY within it.  Becky frigged her little snatch, thoughts to her own.  She eventually snuggled against the man she regarded as her ‘daddy’.  
	Come the new morning Forrest went to pee and found Wednesday doing likewise.  She spread her legs and Forrest gleefully whizzed on her chest and pussy.  She sucked him clean after he was done; then, with Forrest laying out on the floor, Wednesday squatting on his face, she girl got her cunny cleaned, as well.
	Forrest noted something in her face.  He didn’t know what, she appeared as if though she had something--to tell or show or keep to herself.  She eventually had something of an orgasm and when she had settled down she took him by the hand and led him to Nancy’s room.
	On the bed was Nancy, with Eddie!
	It was unusual; Nancy had yet to get it on with Eddie.  There had been some “fooling” around previously, but not in the manner of which was taking place currently.  Eddie lay on Nancy, laying down her body; sixty-nining to be more exact.  Nancy tongue lashed Eddie’s ass, licking his crack but not particularly interested in his “hole.”  she mostly sucked on his balls and caressed his ass while Eddie himself licked out her fiery cunt.
	Wednesday felt a massive boner pressing against her backside…

Scene I/Act I
	Wednesday lay on Nancy, a first, sixty-nining.  Nancy tongued Wednesday ass, crack AND hole.  She plied the young girl’s cheeks open and drove her tongue all over the ten year old’s butt.  Wednesday tongue the freshly shaven woman’s cunt, finger fucking the pussy and asshole--guiding Forrest’s massive boner into the cunt, sucking it, then guiding it back in.
	Eddie up alongside stuffed Wednesday’s ass, Nancy underneath sucking on his hairless balls--when he wasn’t in wolf form.  It was quite an event, Pugsley, again, next door having outrageous sexual rompings with Dozer the biker.
	Becky soon joined in and the four enjoyed hours of sexual debauchery.  All the while Forrest dwelled on Jamie.  It would be an out-an-out kidnapping; it would be okay if he got away with it.  If he should get caught in the middle of the act--that would be bad.  
	He dwelled, too, on one of the girls from the New Digs.  
	And then there was the green vortex from the other day.  Briefly, very briefly, he had seen something in the swirling green mass--deep within, beyond the flashing lightning.  
	Sky.
	Clear blue sky.
	Which was buggy ‘cause it wasn’t possible with the dismal skies all about--then suddenly there was a patch of blue?  A glimpse of blue sky from WITHIN the tornado--which was LAYING ON THE GROUND!
	It meant something.
	But what?