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 {Trigger Warings: Starts with pedroasto, then moves onto rape, incest,
demonic posession and mind-control before settling down to romantic fG
pseudo-saphism and molestation.  So yeah, you've been warned.}
   Genopath {bM Mole oral Rape Poss.}
   Hey!  The look said everything, he checked out my butt!  Right out here
in public, couldn't pull the "Are you a pedophile?" line.  Not that it was
a question, he liked boys, I looked about 10-12.  Had to stop myself
getting hard, don't want to ruin the surprise, but we could talk.  "Hey," I
got up on his lap, "Uncle Chester." Remarkable how much it's uncles, or
"Uncles," but I remembered an extremely intense incestuous relationship
between brothers, and I was feeling like an upgrade.  "It's been so long."
   "You've grown a lot," but he looked around, paranoid.  Played along,
though.
   "Yeah," I scooted on his leg, my ass in between his thighs, "I'm a big
boy now." Bit of a gut, old, but he could get it up!  The side of his thumb
brushed the hem of my shorts, away, then I felt his fingertips.
   "Uh," he shifted uncomfortably, but it rolled around the side.  I pushed
it vertical with my asscrack, flat up his pubes, if he had any, can't just
ask if he's circumcized.  The gut got in the way, so I squished it into
that with my back.  "Um," I looked bored, kicked my feet, "You wanna take
me home?" I yawned, "I think I need a nap."
   He had a jacket on, low enough in front, but I just led him out, and
around to the restroom.  Or one, I knew, took younger boys back to, but not
today.  "Cummon," not a big place, no stall, just a sink, toilet and
urinal, lock on the door.  People don't come in here much, it's kinda out
of the way, and there's no signs for it.  "You want me to call you daddy?"
I could see the fantasy cum true in his eyes.
   "No," he unbuckled his pants, and they dropped down.  "Uncle's fine." I
winked, and giggled at his belly, it was hairy too.  He had to pull it up
to stick his hand in.  I unbuttoned them, didn't ask if he wanted a
blow-job.  When was the last time I saw a foreskin?  I swear, they mutilate
them at birth now, this time around, but it's thick, and bloated like a
worm.  Littler head, so it pinches on the end, even more when I roll it
back, kiss it inside, and let the skin snap back around my tongue.
   "Hah!" he just rubs my hair, so I shrug, and just keep swirling it
around in there.  Feel it squirt in my hands, thumbs barely touching down
by his balls, but squirting up, until they have to cross, and bop my chin
with my knuckle.  Faster, and faster until, "Uh!" I suck it in, as much as
I can to push the head in my throat, but my teeth dig in a little.  He
likes it, from the hot wet sticky splashes gulping down my throat.  The
skin slipped off my tongue, but I held it back, rubbed under the little
split in the bottom until he was hunching, and gasping, and pushed me off.
   "Huh huh!" He held onto the handicap rail.  Sat down.  "Fuck, where'd
you learn to do that?"
   "Men," I rolled my eyes, and giggled, "I like men.  You wanna suck me
off, now?" That shut him up, well his jaw dropped when I stood up from
dropping my shorts.  "huH?" He caught his breath.  I let it hang, then
harden slowly, a bit big for even a barely pubed boy, I was proud of my
4"er, till I really pumped it full, clenched so I couldn't pump out, get
any fatter, the skin any tighter.  Maybe 6", IDK didn't measure.  Bigger
then his.
   "Is it to big?" I let a little blood out.  "Huh, sorry.  The doctors
call it priapism," after the mythical demigod, Praipus, who's mother
fainted when she saw it.
   "No it's," locked on, drooling "Just a surprise is all."
   "Cummere," I pulled him off the toilet, on his knees, he bent over all
by hiself.  "I guess that's why I always been so sexual, whenever somebody
sees it, well, he usually likes it.  You like it?" Lots of grey hairs, on
the sides.  Felt some pull out in my fists.
   "GRHLK!" I let him go, "KAHK!" He was so red, especially the throbbing
vein on his head.  The top, where it's baldest, but there's a patch in
back.
   "Well?" He just panted, and a tear came out, "Do you?" I slapped him
with it, hard, grabbed the back of his hair again.
   "Ghl," he held it, but I kept pushing, deeper.  Harder, needed both
hands to push past his gagging throat, felt it practically boiling in the
bladder.  "Fucking fatass," but he was trying to gasp, choking, so when I
let go, I could hear him sucking, feel it gushing in his throat with my
thumbs.  Drowning in it, my consciousness slipping away.
   . . .
   "Uh?" looked up, coughed, but most of it soaked right through the
membranes to the blood, and now I get it.  Held my breath to let the last
of the fluid collect, seep into my blood, and swim straight to the heart,
sniffing for neurotransmitters.
   Deep breath, cough again, but the oxygen helps.  He just looks down at
me, hanging limply.  "Huh!" Blinks...  Gets hard right away, and I always
like the chance to play with my work, when I'm done.  doesn't even touch my
head, or raise his hands, just stands there, but wow, got to be a personal
record.  In 6 years.  Sucking it harder, and harder until he catches his
breath, "Nh!" Grunts cutely, and gives me some sperm.  To go with the
genophages, that flooded his lungs.
   "Huh!" Catch my breath, let it soak in under my tongue.  Not the body I
wanted, but a dult.  So, I can go out, shopping, where I can't go as a
little kid.  New gaybar, there's like 15 of them downtown.  Already joke
about little Frisco.  Gotta be somebody there into bears.
   Mr.  John {M Solo.  Mb Pedorasto Gree}
   "Huh!" Struck out, again.  Lots of cute guys, but none of them into
bears.  I got drunk, and went home, passed out, I guess.  I had the
weirdest dream, it was like Rome or {Greece.} Where am I?  A boy walked up,
"Leuktros," he giggled, "Silly." His robe fell open, or swung aside.  He
was naked underneath, and it stuck out.  Tiny, hairless.  "Cummon," he took
my hand, and led me off down the street, with stones mortared together like
a wall.
   "Where?"
   "The Temple of Eros," of course.
   Looked more like a park, with a wall around it, and trees standing in
the center like a tower.  And fountains, one right in the gate held by
strange looking priests.  "Eunics," he nodded, "I'm gonnabe one, some day."
A priest?  "They're all eunics.  I'm more like an altar-boy, but I bring in
donations." The heavy coins in my hand, over the water, countless money in
the bottom.
   "Go ahead," they splashed, and tumbled down, catching the golden light
of the sun.  "Cummon," he led me by the hand to a grotto, let the robe slip
from his narrow shoulders and looked back, as it slipped asside over the
pale round swells of his bottom.  I was naked too, looked down at it
standing out, pointing before it disappeared in his angelic lips.
   "Uh?" I smelled my bedroom, her hair, heard her snoring, and the
hardness shrinking, falling soft in my underpants.  "Huh!" Must've blacked
out, I remember the bar, then, one hell of a fucked up dream.  I coughed,
got up to take a shower.  My underpants were wet, and sticky, I felt dirty
inside, but.
   Not like I haven't thought about it before.  Little boys, about as young
as I was, when I started playing with little boys.  Didn't I just get off?
I felt like a kid again, closed the bathroom door and opened the window. 
It was dark, late, nobody else up, but there was a breese, but if I closed
my eyes, I could hear it in the tree, smell the fresh air, even with the
cold porcelin of the toilet tank under my balls.  My bottom clenching,
remembering the swats, jerking me in his hand, the hot wet spurts twitching
out, "Hhuh!"
   Mandy {Mbb+ Mole Pedo BSA}
   Scouts.  He had a scout-master, took them all camping, showed them how
to pitch a tent.  Lol, just patted their bottoms, to encourage them, made a
fire, pulled out sticks to whittle, and cook franks, with marshmello
dessert.  Raging pedophile, BTW.  Boys, about 8-12, he had his favorites,
one of them who seemed to enjoy the Discipline, fucked up on purpose to get
spanked, right in front of everybody.
   The "Bad boy," but it was minor shit.  Swore, smoked, bullied the
younger kids a little, asexual until about 9.  When he found himself over
his lap, sitting on a stump, the hand carved paddle, he didn't get off, but
that night in the tent he got hard, remembered it, bottom warming up, and
blushing.  He didn't even touch it, but he had to unzip the sleeping bag to
fall asleep.
   ...
   The next time, it was just an affectionate pat, on his dry trunks, then
He pushed me off the dock, into the river, and dove after me.  It was slow
as a lake, but he said "Don't want you to get carried away!"
   I checked the rooms, daughter, of course.
   }I never really liked girls...{ he reminisced, recognized the wife, only
a little younger, and much skinnier.  "Huh!" Still blacked out, drunk,
thinks he's dreaming, the mom's side of the bed an orgy of evidence that it
runs in the family, but then He looked pregnant.  It jiggled when I giggled
like a bowl full of jelly!  Maybe I should grow his beard out.
   Ooh!  Campfire boys, just the special ones, who like these kinds of
games.  Vaseline, what was this the 70s?  Early 80s, but they really really
like the special trip, for just his favorite boys.  A treat, without all
the uniforms, and badges, and other boys, who might tell.  "Huh!" She's a
little too old, and busty, and loose, but she doesn't wake up.  "Huh!" He
doesn't remember a thing.
   But I had to get out of the body before the Genophages made it through,
and she smells fertile.  From the spit glands to the nuts, and converted
them to reproduce genophages, eventually release them into the bloodstream.
Takes a few hours, like half a day.  Wonder if I'll be a boy or a girl? 
Inbred, remember that.  I might have something to fix.
   Candace {F Teen Huma}
   "Mh!" light, rub my eyes, and cover it.  Saturday?  Saturday, or I'd
already be up, "YEarh!" Stretch, and curl up.  Just feel the warm covers,
and soft pillows a little longer.  Which means Josh will be coming over, as
soon as he can.  I can wait `till then.
   Ew, what a horrible dream!  I felt behind me, my panties still up,
pulled them out the side a little, and pushed the blanket back between my
legs.  They felt clammy, but my father?  He would never, but I'm still a
little sore.
   "Huh!" Find a bra first.  Don't feel like doing the buckle it in front,
and pull it around thing, so I bend over, pull back the straps, and try to
hook them by feel.  But I get lucky, I guess.  First try!
   "Huh?" My eyes look over, but it's just Sierra, the weirdo next door. 
Climbing down the tree like a monkey, straight black hair swinging behind
her back like a tail, and dropping in the side-yard.  Didn't even look up,
and my back was turned.
   "Huh!" My hands squeeze them playfully, and I almost say "Stop!" and try
to push them away, but they feel fuller, and heavier, and god, when will
they stop growing!?  Mom already says I'll get back problems like her, and
she's like looking in the mirror.  Only plus 20 years, and hundreds of
pounds.  An I'm already getting a belly, and you know how hard it is to
find a 28" D?
   "HhH!" But I feel my sleep shorts, and my nails slipping under the
waistband.  "HhHhH!" I tried to sit down on the bed, but "Ugh!" I fell off,
and felt numb all over, and started shaking so hard I was slapping the
floor, and my toes clenched until they cramped, and I started making this
"Ughghgh!" noise.  It was never like that before, what did I do?
   He was downstairs, on the couch waiting.  Dad came out, buckling up his
belt, but I didn't even look at him.  Not after, just ew.  So, we had to go
out, at least for the morning.  Dad doesn't mind, gave him a playful pat on
the shoulder, say's he's a good boy.
   "Josh?" He takes a second.
   "What's wrong with Hozey?"
   "It's not so," hard to pronounce.
   "Spanish?"
   "It's not that, I just like Josh better," I held his shirt, "It suits
you," kissed him.
   He held my hips, and I could never touch myself like that.  Anywhere, it
doesn't feel the same, but he pulls out my shirt, and I hold it down before
he can get his hands up it, "Josh!" It's just cold, and right out here on
the side-walk?
   "That's fine, but you don't have to tuck it in, like some, fuddy duddy."
   "Fuddy," I hit him, "duddy!"
   He rubbed his arm, "Yeah," well it was warming up, I guessed.  So, we
made out in the park, where anyone could walk by, so we had to keep our
clothes on.
   "Hnh!" he blew out his nose, but got my bra pushed, off, so I pushed
him, "I told you," cupped them, "That hurts!"
   Mandy
   Awe, you know it's still so cute?  All this, teenage fumbling, and the
quaint novelty of all these feelings, and by the time I was her age I'd
killed 4 men.  Don't get many chances to see this, normal human sexuality.
Big ole pedo in the same house, and oh yeah, the bewbs?  I never had
tittehs like'at.  She's still so young, and petite, and still has these
dainty little hands, and skinny weak arms.
   And a half Mexican boyfriend, right next door.  Jose' Joshua Miller, his
mom is Mexican.  Works, doesn't strike me as raised on the Latin concepts
of women, not going into it, but big grabby hands, and she's like a
leopardess in heat, when she gets turned on.  "Hh!" doesn't even know what
she wants, but absentee-neglectful parents, and I'm just trying to think of
a way to ask if he used to go camping with him.  I'm guessing somewhere
between growing in his big kid teeth, and his voice cracking, didn't get it
out of dear-old dad, I needed no excuse to want to get out of him.
   And again, it was like that old movie V, only I was the only one that
saw the big flashing sign [PEDORAST!] pointing down at him.  "He's a good
boy." Yeah, sure you tell him that all the time, but, thanks for not saying
anything about zipping the sleeping bags together when it gets cold, you
want to fuck my daughter now?
   Not real bright, {Neuron count?} Not significantly low, outside of
norms. There may be some underdevelopment in the Corpus collosum, have you
experienced any dejavu?
   Shake her head, and rub her eyes.
   "What?" Right, lurking, but if he rapes her,
   "Hh," she pushes him back, "I'm still a little sore," oh goody,
flashback!
   Again...
   "I'm sorry," {It always hurts the first time,} he held her, crying.
   "{You Raped me?}" She's not real strong, but had her shoulders planted
on the tree, and I squeezed out the adrenals as soon as I knew.  Sorry if
it gives you a heart attack toots, but here's 3x your strength.
   "Whug!" maybe a little too much, I got up so he wouldn't notice the,
?{17'} I threw him and stomped after him, in Keds, put her tits into it. 
You're lucky I'm cummin in late, asshole.  He got up, put up his hand.
   "{Thanks,}" I took it, thumbtwisted it back, and stepped in, twirling
around to swing the spinning back-elbow down into his pubes.  Not the
balls, didn't even hit any dick, just put a lot of momentum into the center
of his pelvis, not hard enough to cave it in, but I was tempted.
   "UH!"
   And then the arm comes down, shoulder up, step back once his weight's on
her, twisting her nice hips, and shoulders skew, pivoting on the ball, and
heel of her feet, respectively, and slam him face down to the dewey fresh
cut grass.  IDK, a soccer-field, or something.  Drop her knee, right
between the shoulderblades.
   "uh..." More of a moan than anything, barely a breath left in him, lucky
to be alive.  I didn't think to bring a knife from the kitchen this
morning, but I could kill him with her perfectly manicured nails.
   My eyes twitched, caught a swish of skirt in the periphery, behind the
trees, so nothing else.  She has a stalker!  I just left him there, to
catch his breath.  Nothing much to say to him, I believe I made myself
clear.
   Candice
   "Seirra?" Caught her at the tree, I swear she never uses the door.  She
stopped, looked down.  "How long have you been stalking me?"
   "That was amazing!"
   "Well," it all happened so fast, "Yeah, but." She was gone.
   {Fuck!} I jumped, grabbed the branch, and {Oh no you don't!}
   It went down under my feet, and for an instant I thought it'd snap, but
then I was up on the roof.  "How did you do that?"
   "What?" I don't know, but I didn't look back that time!
   "No, that was some impossible shit you just did."
   "Now don't change the subject, how long have you been stalking me?"
   "Since he raped you.  What?  You just said it!" So, I broke down crying
again.
   "{AndI'mPregnant.}" What?  No but, I just have erratic periods, and
{Yeah, it's been a couple months} and the doctor said my birth control
might interrupt it, but I'm on birth control, and this can't be happening!
   "Hh!" She just held me, "I was just, so worried about you." She petted
my hair, "And I didn't know, he said,"
   "{YouWatchedIt!?}"
   "Hh, I just.  You got so excited, whenever, well you turn really red,
and."
   "You watched me getting dressed this morning?"
   "No, I." She looked away, "I stopped when you woke up."
   "{Now you're lying.}"
   "Hh!  I'm sorry, I." she dove into my shirt, face first, and I held her.
On the roof until her tears soaked through my shirt, "I just love you so
much."
   Sierra {GF Saph}
   Always, even before I saw her,
   Well, she destroyed him, really, and it's impossible how fast she got up
here, but good god they're everything I imagined.  She pushed me off when I
squeezed them around my face.
   "J!" She pushed me off, "Sierra?  You're gay?"
   Yeah, I just told you I love you, and I knew she would never understand,
so I broke down crying again, but she covered her chest.  "Yeah," I
sniffed, and wiped my eye with my skirt, "I'm pretty fucking gay for you."
Hh, there, I said it.  So worth it.
   Her voice went cold again, "It's okay," she hugged my shoulders, "I
could use a girl like you about now." like when she got mad.  It didn't
sound like her, almost as if you stripped everything I thought was
beautiful about every word she spoke.  "How old're you?" And had an accent.
   "14." I shrugged.
   "Huhuhuh, you go right on and stop lying to me right now, I can tell."
Right, and my brother's 14, so we'd be twins.
   "Okay, 10." I hate being so young, and little, and weak.
   "You ever feel like a boy?" then some soft sweetness came back into her
voice, "Why, do you play with dolls, and read comic books?"
   "Well, it's just Loisa," my mom made her for christmas, and at first I
was mad she didn't buy me the one I wanted, but now.  "And She-hulk, she's
my favorite."
   "Well," she sounded cold again, "I don't want to see your comic-book
collection, so let's go in, and play with dolls."
   Jose had a peep-hole.  I noticed it from the light, then he blocked it
with his head, and he saw my eye, so he ran away.
   "Mind if I molest you?" She closed the window, "It's not like sex, I
mean it's sexual, but it feels different.  I can't explain it, but I can
show you.
   "No," I got on the bed, "What do I do?"
   "Nothing, relax." I lay back, "You ever been with a woman before?" She
rubbed my tummy.  I shook my head.  Her eyes were down, on my body.  "Me
neither," she looked at me, and I looked down at her smile.  I never saw
her smile like that, every time she smiled at me.  She took my hand.
   "They're so," soft.
   "Big?"
   "Yeah," that too.  Her eyes are so, well they're big too.
   "Is it hot in here," she felt down my skirt, "Or it it just me?" It
slipped up my legs, and tickled a little.
   "I like your underwear." I thought it would get in the way, but, "It's
so, pretty."
   "Yeah," I almost wet myself, "I got a lot of nice stuff." She was
touching, I never thought she ever would, but those were her fingertips, on
my underwear!
   "HhuhH!" There, I can breathe.  "Yeah." Talking might be a little
tricky, but my skirt flipped up, and I blinked.  At her shirt, she threw it
behind me.  Grabbed her in both hands, and buried my face in the heart
shaped gap in her bra.  "Huhuhuhuh!" My legs started shaking again as soon
as she touched my panties.  In the front, I had to get some air.  "Nh!"
Come on, breathe.  Don't pass out.  "uh?"
   Her fingernails barely scraped the front of my panties, so I felt them
roll like a wave, and gently brush the skin right in front of my pussy. 
Yeah, I'm pretty sure I passed out.
   Mandy {FG...}
   Yeah!  Wow, she got excited.
   Like a little doll, she went limp in my arms, and I smoothed the black
linen skirt over her legs.  Patted her little puff, then felt.  Yup, still
twitching.  Looked around, sketchbook, spiral, homework, anything she might
have written.  These quiet little squirming balls of fantasy just have to
do something to remember.
   "Hehaha!" Labrys.  Right, comic nerd, big fucking amazon with a
battleaxe.  Look around for the battleaxe.  Nope!
   "Oh!" She blinks, more like Squirrel Girl.  Well, she did beat Dr. 
Doom, but just because I don't care doesn't mean I don't know comic books,
and Star Trek, and, nerd shit.  Comic nerd, Marvel, got it.
   "Sorry if that was a little intense." Correction, Amazons just had 1
boob, for archery, I imagine a string twang across the nipple hurts even in
a bronze breastplate, but what's her nuts, "This you?" Comic book tits, and
then some, titty girl, got it.
   She looked up, "Huh?"
   "}You wanna fool around some more?{" That was all Candy, actually.
   "Yeah!" Okay, the myth about raping girls gay is just as mythical as
raping lesbians straight.  Trust me on this, Rape is a bad solution to
everyone's problems, it's a problem, can't fix a damned thing.  Love, I
don't have enough information on that, but Barbie, I mean she hates Candy,
I can feel it, but bless her heart, she's a little dim even for a suburban
teenager, and once again I realize I got the wrong one.  She was probably
watching on the roof when I raped her in her sleep.
   The problem with Reassurance stalkers is the best time to catch them is
when they're stalking, and this one's invisible.  Came over with her
brother when she could talk him into letting her come along, smiled so
she'd smile back, and probably hugged her doll when she dreamed about her
all night.
   This isn't too bad.  Candy, realized she can't rape her, so lets her
molest her, and she's perfectly happy playing with the twins for a while.
Already warming up, I'm down there anyway, so might as well turn on the
faucets, and maybe think of some kind of interface that doesn't involve
raising a Son old enough to cum inside her.
   A human son, maybe.  Huh!  Too early to tell, without the raging gushes
of T a Genopath would already be producing.  No genophages, bone stock
human girls.  But she's fascinatingly perverted, which means taking the
long way.  Just the right age, though.  All of her growth ahead of her,
I'll do what I can.  Relationships, though.  But she's crazy, I like crazy.
I swear, I've never been so attracted to a girl before.
   "Who's this?" I picked up the rag-doll, tucked in on the pillow.  We
kind of ended up sideways, on the other end, with our legs hanging off.
   "Oh," she let go, "Louisa."
   Sierra {Gd Solo Pseu Saph}
   Huh, I guess she was like my imaginary girlfriend, for years.  I know,
she's just a doll, but I never had any friends, and my brother doesn't
really like to play with me.  So, I played with dolls.  And she was my
favorite, I guess when I was about 8, or 9.  Huh!  I guess I felt lonely,
and I pushed my bed up to the window where I could see you.
   Well, your light, if you look all I can see is the dresser, but you're
always so much older, and had all these friends, and, huh!  I watched you
grow up, and when you started going out with my brother.  I'm sorry I
watched you, and I guess I got a little jealous of him now.  I started
hanging out with him, until you came over, and you're so big, and that's
why I got into comic books.  And that's not me, that's you.  Chromia, she's
kind of a rip-off of Superia, only without all the powers, and a good guy.
She saves women.
   "From what?"
   Men, villians, but all her nemesis is with bad Guys.  It's a theme, sort
of.
   "Wait," she looked up, "That's right?  Oh, nemesis."
   "Yes, the relationship, not the personification, between polar
opposites, like good and evil?"
   "You know Latin better then me?" She kissed me!
   "Hn!" What?  Sorry, lost my train of thought.  "Huh!  So, I saw you guys
making out, and I started drawing the comic-book."
   "You," her voice again, "I save myself?" Busting in through the window.
"What're you saying.  I mean her."
   "Chromia, I don't really have a lot of the dialog yet."
   "That's really bloody!" Cold again.
   "Decapitated, so," yeah.  She looked so excited though, she likes my
story!  "I saw the night when you came over, and.  Well, he tried to pull
your shirt up, but you got on him, like this."
   "Then," she remembered, "I went home, and;" She looked at me.
   "Played with yourself," she blushed, but looked back up.
   "Like this?" She picked me up.
   "Your super strong!" I steadied myself on her chest.  "Well, you had
tight jeans on."
   "Yeah," she felt my sides, and ribs.  It didn't tickle, at all.
   "Huh!" I didn't know what else to say, she got red again, right away,
and I felt hot so I pulled off my sweater.
   "Frottribado." her voice softened, "That's like, dry humping, I think."
   Huh?
   "Cummere," her voice went cold, but then my mouth was on her neck, and
it felt so hot I could feel it on my cheek, and she touched me, and
   "HhHhHhH!" I didn't pass out this time, but her hands slipped up, and
ran up my tummy.  "Huha ahahahA!" I pushed her fingers away from my sides,
and my skirt fell down, and she hugged me.
   And the world came crashing down, like KRUMP and I just shivered until I
was shaking, and my insides twitched.  "Wow," she laughed, "Your on like a
hair trigger."
   "Nh?" I wiped some drool on my arm, then wiped it on my skirt.  "HhHhH,
uh," catch my breath, "Yeah, I.  Guess I always imagined if you touched me,
but it never felt like that."
   "It's okay," she kissed me again, "I'll go slow."
   Mandy {DG...}
   Wahw!  Not sure she's human, {Remember the Yipheth?} I didn't create
her, so that narrows the field, but fuck!  I didn't bring any of the gear
to get inside her, and look around.  {Human?} Yes, and yes on the Yipheth.
Lick the middle of her chest.  {Genetics?} As you pointed out, you didn't
bring any of that gear.  Unanswerable.  She tastes young, and she's
ticklish, but I barely touched her!
   So, hyperstimulated, got it.  I try to be the dream cum true, but she
really had a thing for candy-tits here, don't ask me why,
   }Hey!{ Right.  }I'm not stupid, you know?  {Actually, you now hold the
record for catching on by weeks, so don't get uppity.  You didn't know
you're pregnant?  How can't you notice THIS?
   }Yeah?{
   Take your time, toots.
   .
   .
   }Well, I don't think about myself as her, or she, and.  That was pretty
stupid of you, so.  There!{
   STFU, IgotToMolestYourGirlfriendSomeMore.
   }She's
   Not
   My
   GIRLFRIEND!{YeahWhatever, have some kitty-porn.  You seriously need some
sex-ed, so we'll start with some light Smiledon action, then work our way
up to the fun stuff.  Byeee!
   You don't want her?  I'll take her.
   Sierra {FGD...}
   "So," she picked up Loisa, "This your ex?" Pretty sure she's broken up
with Jose.
   "Well," I took her, "We practiced together."
   "Kissing?"
   "No, sex."
   "Ooh!" she giggled and stretched out.  "How about the first time you got
off."
   "Huh!  Okay, well I watched you, playing with your underwear," she just
gave herself a wedgie.  Kind of, she pulled on her panties, and kept
pumping her butt like she was humping air, "So I remembered you grinding on
Jose's lap, but I had to push my nighty down, because it was gritty."
   "What was?"
   "The shingles, on the top of the roof?" I pointed out the window, past
the tree.  "Huh!  I ruined a pair of panties, I tried to wash the stain
out, but the line just got wider, I guess cause it's tar.  It smells like
tar."
   "And that got you off."
   I shook my head, "It hurt, so I went inside, and got under the covers
with Loisa." She slipped her fingers down the back of my skirt, and in my
underwear.
   "Wanna show me?" I got up, and she pushed them down my legs, so I kicked
them off, and layed down.  She felt my back, not up by the ribs, but where
it hung down in back.  "Where's Loisa?"
   "Well, she Was,"
   "Where's a contraction of where was, and where is," she sighed, "I took
English II."
   "Okay?"
   "Show me," So I pushed up my butt, and put her head under there, again.
   "And that got you off?" She bent over the bed.  Nothing, I didn't feel
anything, maybe because it's how cold her voice feels?
   I don't know, "Well, she's just a doll, and I was thinking about you!"
   "Yeah?" she kissed me!  "How's that feel?" She pulled Louisa out, and I
felt her tongue, quick, but it felt wet.  I'm not even sure where, but it
was starting to feel cool, and now?  Not so much!  I could feel where her
hands pushed down the mattress, then,
   "Uh!"
   "You're sensitive, so I'll try not to overstimulate you." Well, I can
feel your breath on my, "Whhhhh!"
   I shivered.  "Huh!" I mean good, that feels good.
   Another lick, but she's just, teasing me?  That's what Jose says, called
her a "Tease,"
   "Ohohoh!" I don't mind.
   "You like that?"
   "Ngh!" I swallowed, "Yes!" Uh!  I'm pretty sure that's her tongue, in my
"HhHhHhH!" Nowhere near my, but she's swirling it around in, and.  "Hn! 
Yeah, I like that." Always thought I would.
   "How about,"
   "That's my," I tensed up, but it, kissed at her tongue?
   "Yeah, well."
   "No, don't stop, just," I had to feel back for her hair.  Okay, I pulled
it a little, I'm sorry, but she did it again, so, "Oh!" She swirled it
around, too!  "Isn't that," gross?
   "You like it?"
   "Yeah," I relaxed, and my hips went down.  And I ground it in the sheet,
a little.  "HhHhH!"
   "You wanna get me off now?" Oh yeah, I felt so selfish, it's been like,
how many times?"
   "Yeah!"
   "Sh!" She pushed me back down.  "You like my panties?"
   "Yeah," not my favorites, but the white ones, with the pink trim, and a
bow?  I didn't know they had a bow, but they were on my tummy, and she
pulled them so tight I could see the little triangle stick out.
   "You wanna touch them?" I didn't say anything, but my fingers shook, and
I brushed them with my fingertips, and looked up.  She frowned, "I need a
little more stimulation than that, sweety," she smiled, "Go on, you won't
hurt me."
   "Can I see it?" She had to pull her legs back together, but as soon as I
saw it, "You wanna taste it?"
   Yeah, I knew I was gay, but she fell over laughing, I pulled her so
hard. So, I tickled her, and her legs kicked, and she flopped around, and
she was so heavy, and she accidentally bopped me in the head with her
elbow.
   "Oh!" she picked me up, and cuddled me in her boobs, so I didn't even
cry.  "Here," she rolled over, "Roll over, turn around."
   I loved her hands on my butt, squeezing, and rubbing it like boobs, and
oh yeah, boobs.  Spread around my belly, and rubbing my thighs.  Oh, and
pussy, right in front of me, so I pushed my legs up, and scooted down to
get my face between her legs.  And there it was, right in front of me, not
a clue what to do with it.  "Huh!" sniffed.  Then I sniffed long, and my
eyes closed until I could feel it brushing my nose, and slipping wetly
around it, and I wanted it to just gush in so I could drown in it.
   But, "HuhHhH!" first I had to stop shaking, and spasming inside.  And
taste it!  No don't pass out, "NLAHLALALALL!" Okay, don't really have to
know how to eat a pussy, and with the orgasm, I just dive in and, feel her
thumbs in my crack.  Her fingertip feels wet on it, but she just had her
tongue in there, and "Nlh?"
   She gushed.  I saw my brothers porn, they said something about "Gushing
Houswives" on one of the 900# adds in the back, but I didn't think it would
just open up, and drench my face like a hot shower, but I stopped, grunted,
and scooted out off her finger.  Just the fingertip, in my ass, I don't
think I really liked it.  It didn't hurt, but it didn't feel good either.
She said she was sorry, later.  When we caught our breath, and got cleaned
up a little.
   Jose {M GF NS}
   "Hey," I just stopped at the door, "Uh?" She looked up at me, and her
eyes made my heart clench in fear.  She smiled, "Get out." and covered up
Sierra's legs.
   Fuck!
   I never saw her smile like that before, and when I started getting
nitemares.  Well, it's not the look in her eyes that terrifies me.
   Mandy
   "You really like my underwear." Never thought I'd meet another
Cisvestite.{NotAnActualWord) I think that's the proper term, like a
transvestite, but girls, that fetisize lingeree.  "It's a fetish for me, I
don't even care it they're on boys, or girls."
   "You're bisexual?"
   "Huh!" waaaaaaaaaaaaaay more complex then that.  "No," I hugged her, "I
don't like girls at all, hated myself for," thousands of "Years." I kissed
her, "Love you, though." Her eyes fluttered shut, and she sighed.  "It's
not about age, or sex, or gender, huh!  That's all extra stuff, on the
outside.  I'm sorry I never noticed you before, but you're a little too
good at not getting noticed, you know that?" I bopped her cute little nose
with my finger.
   "Hh!" She just smiled, and nodded, but I was kind of distracting her,
inching my fingers out to where I left them, crumpling them up in my hand,
and sneaking them around the front of her.  "hH!" I wiped her dry, then
moist, and damp, and it never gets old how quick she can get off with the
right stimulation.
   I think that's another thing, another way she might be like me.  It's
not the buttons you push, or where you touch her, she got off as soon as
she realized that I was rubbing my panties between her lips, and she
fainted again.  Or passed out, but I could feel her still quivering,
through the white cotton stretched tight over my fingertips.  I held them
up, closing my eyes, and taking a deep breath through my nose.
   I just held her, and drifted off to sleep.  On my side, her face
pillowed in my chest, tiny calloused hands slipping between my thighs, and
tickling me.  "HuHA!" I squeezed them tight, but not hard enough to hurt
her.  I didn't want to hurt her, or if anyone else tries to.  Well, just
try it, and see where that gets you.  I'd rather play the villain, but if
she wants a superhero, I can do that.
   She's so much fun!  You know, all the giggling teenagers do when the
door's shut?  "I love you," I kissed her, held her until she drifted off
again.  I never felt that before.  It never felt that fun.  "Thank you," so
much, just for that.
   "Hn!"
   Subconscious {FiC Mnem MC Solo?  The PoV is semi-omniscient mental
masturbation, from overlapping memories, so yeah.}
   She didn't remember, or think about it on the surface, but she fell
asleep.  Curled up in the covers, just like that first night when I found
her.  Desperate to get out of her father, coming in, blacked out drunk, and
flashing back to boy scouts.  Foetal, hugging her legs, out like a light,
either not dreaming, or forgetting it when she starts to wake up.
   Feeling cool, the covers pulled back, tits squashed around her legs,
almost up to her knees.  Naked, just took a shower, and got in bed without
bothering to turn on the light, or find some sleep shorts.  Woke up when I
moved her, his hands on her taut stretched butt, and shoulder, turning her
to half off the bed.  Inside her, finally flashing back to "Josh," buried
even deeper.
   Sitting up, in her room, on the bed, fooling around.  The usual,
slapping his hands, wanting it, but scared, confused, not wanting to give
in, but the arousal taking over.  His, she tells him to stop, when he pulls
out my shirt, but he yanks it out of my hands, over my arms, and holds it
over her face.  Mouth, the fabric blocking her nose, but what little she
can breathe is hot, recycled.  She tries to scream, but squeels muffled
into his hand when he pushes her bra up, scraping her tit with the tight
belt, and grabs it.
   Hard, crushing it painfully, squeezing out a nipple, and sucking it hard
enough to feel his teeth.  He doesn't bite, or even open them, but the hard
erasor bumping them, and washboarding back, and forth over them.
   Then her skirt up, "Snh," gasping for breath when his hand slips,
wanting to scream, but to ashamed, afraid of being seen like this, feeling
weak, and helpless, and his hands on my panties, yanked aside so hard they
rip.  His cock, bumping hard, hit her clit once so he had to cover her
mouth again, then slipping down.  "NM!" Tears, hot wet runny tears squeezed
out, soaking into her lashes, and wetting the shirt on one side.
   It hurts, and I'm cumming inside her, my tiny legs shaking in the warm
fluid, patting the thick rope of tissue, and pushing it down between my
legs.  Squeezing it between my thighs.  His belly on her hip, dark thick
Mexican curls brushing her ass, pressing down hard, his grunt, relaxing,
the rush of fluid swirling around me, and drifting away.
   .
   .
   Huh!  The womb, still spasming a little from the cervix.  Body twitching
and trying to sigh without a body.  That was intense!  I gushed, out of the
babywomb.  Triple orgasm, flashing back to her father's, she didn't
remember, just fell back a sleep when I covered her up.  Then her's,
recalling the rape, and mine, gushing out around the umbilicus, the tiny
unborn cunt.
   Huh!
   Candace {fc...G MC}
   "Hn?" WTF?  "Huh!" kind of dream was, "Hh!" God!  I almost forgot that
dream, yesterday morning, I guess, but my father?  Bad enough Jose raped
me, but why would I dream about him?
   Probably a way to process it.
   But i don't want to!  It's so scary, just thinking about it, cause just
thinking about it it's like i'm back there, and i can't breathe and he's on
top of me, and inside me and "Nhnnhnhhn!" Still quivering inside.  "Huh!"
Whipe my eyes.
   Well, not getting any sleep anyway, but "Hn!" I'd rather think about
Sierra anyway.  No, I'm not, I can't be.  Well, it does run in your family,
the way dad looked at them.  His little boy friends.  Back when he went out
more, on the weekends, went fishing and camping, but didn't mind them
tagging along.  My own fingers, spreading me open, rubbing in between them.
   Jose.
   "Hh!" Yeah, you saw how he looked at him, and he looked away, his tanned
face getting darker.  But, I thought he always wanted a son.  {No, he never
wanted a son, your mom wanted a daughter, but he was afraid to ever have a
son.} Why?  {Incest.} Who the fuck are you?
   {Your daughter,} I could feel her, inside me.  No, i mean her body, i
could feel her hands, squeezing around something, pulling it out until is
slipped between her palms, and a tug inside.  My belly, pulled in.  {The
Placenta.}
   Then him, "Nh!" but Jose got between my legs, and it wasn't dark, and he
didn't smell like beer.  Stale beer, {Blacked out drunk} sometimes he
doesn't even remember coming home, yelling and singing loudly, waking us
up, and yelling when we come out.  {It's like sleepwalking, what happens
when they wake up, see where they are.}
   My life.  WTF Are you, then?
   {Possessed, you remember church?} Haven't been in years.  {Well, they
got a lot wrong, but when something happens as sick as this, I can come
out, and get a body for a while.  A lifetime.} A deamon.
   {Daemoness.  Changeling,} she felt hollow inside, {HehahA!} I shivered.
{Yeah, that's the myth.  Like I said, your churches' got a lot wrong.  But
your pedorast father, blacked out drunk, rapes his daughter in her sleep,
and I couldn't resist.  That's what let me in.} ;) She winked?  No, I
winked, she winked my eye?  {Same body, I get to possess you too, until I'm
born.}
   And what about, all those.  {Cats?} Ew.  {Hehuha!  Just thought you'd
like to see what it's like in nature.  Before you came along, with ideas
like sex, and rape.} Sabertooths.  {Yes, before Man we had cats.} Demons.
Demons are real!  I mean, they told me in church, but I never thought I'd
meet one.  Didn't really ever think about it.  {Or you'd get raped, twice
in the same week, your drunk father's a pedorast;} That's like a pedophile.
   {That's a kind of pedophile.  He likes boys, but he's not gay, doesn't
even fuck them.} I don't want; {Tough, he's your father, you should know
him better.  With them it's more about the innocence of youth, he was
molested as a boy, so that's how he imagines boys learning sexuality. 
Being taught, by an elder, a man.  When they grow up they take that role,
the Teacher.  Then he jacks off remembering the molestation.  He didn't
even get it up, doing it.} but he's married, you said he doesn't want a
son? It scares him, even evil has standards, and for some reason he's got a
problem with incest.
   He raped me, though!  {No, I raped you.  I didn't have a lot of options,
and I hated his body.} I felt it?  {Yeah, this is your father's body, this
is him with twinks he picked up at gay bars, and here's what you felt like
inside.} "Uh!" I grunted, or he grunted, inside me.  But I felt him, his.
{Cock, it's a cock.} "Huh!" sticking out, throbbing hard, his heart beating
in it, the thick spurts, how tight I was.  "HhH!" I spasmed, empty inside,
but it felt so hot, the warm spread up my tummy, over my shoulders, and
around my neck.
   I blinked, up at the ceiling.  "That was, huh!" {An orgasm.} I panted
like a puppy.  {Cummon, let's go see if my girlfriend is up.} She's not my
girlfriend!  {Of course not, but you're going to have too learn what Mine
means.  You are Mine, I own you.  You're straight, got that, but right next
door there's a lonely little girl that worships you.  So, just this once,
I'll give you a choice.  You wanna go molest her, and be loved, or do you
want to stay alone, with me?  Up to you, lover, or Victim.}
   Not much of a choice.  {You're lucky I'm giving you that.  I'm always
horny, sex demon, part of the job description.  Right now the choices are
her, Jose, or me.  So, which is it?} Go play lesbo, or rape.  {Or I'll just
keep molesting you.}
   "Huh!" I got up.  "You wanna take a bath first?" {I don't wash out,
we're just going to get dirty again, and I love showers...} Stop!  No don't
close your eyes, think of something, anything else, get the window open,
{Good.}
   It was dark, but the shingles feel gritty under my feet, and she just
walks on the toes up to the top.  Runs over it, quick, my feet barely
touching it, then she Jumps.  I feel the branch just long enough to kick
it, then we land, holding onto the gutter so we don't fall over. 
Crouching, over the patio, 10' down there, solid cement.  Then my heart
races.  She leans back, puts my arms up, and my feet down, and I climb
backwards back up the roof.
   She's asleep, her face almost against the window, the end of her pillow
squished flat.  KNOCK.  She blinks awake, sees me, and smiles.  Gets up on
her knees to unlock the window.  She's naked, skinny, her wavy black hair
over her shoulders so it just slopes up over her head.  I never saw a
little girl with abs before, she's got like an 8-pack, but the bottom 2 cut
into triangles, or {Trapezoids} over the pointed puff, and thin hairless
lips between her legs.  And tan-lines, lots of them.  Strap, tank top,
sleeveless, and short sleeves, just on her shoulder, and arm.
   {It's just like playing with yourself, only you can see better, and
reach all the angles.} She scoots back on her knees, twists to get a
hair-tye, and turns back.  Half bent over, one hand down by her pillow, my
hand cupping around her cheek, and fingertips slipping in between.  Just
feel her lips, flatten, pulled over next to her thigh.  It gets darker, and
darker down her leg, but her body is almost pale, whitish, where the sun
don't shine.
   It's not so bad, not like I never touched myself, and she sighs.  Lays
back down, sideways, her hair across the pillow, and closes her eyes. 
"{Good morning,}" she kisses her.
   "Hm," she smiles when I touch her again.
   Mandy {fM NS}
   "Si', ?" He stops holding the door, by the knob.
   "Sorry," sit up, "Mr.  Miller." Blink, and push my hair out of my eyes.
Half naked with the blanket slipping down my side, "Guess we passed out."
   "Mh?" she curls up naked next to my body, and leg, her hair brushing
into my tit.
   "Sierra!" She sits up.  Kinda switched back and forth between
eachothers' windows through the week.
   "Dad?" she looks back, up to me, then turns, back at him.  "Aw," she
pulled the covers over her head, "This isn't happening!" Muffled into the
pillow.
   "We need to talk," I got up, "When I get some clothes on," push the door
shut.  "Huh!"
   "Wha'dwe do?" Still hiding under the covers,
   "I better go talk to him," pull my shorts up, and a shirt over, without
any underwear.  It was chilly last night, so I grabbed my robe, and belted
it on.  Still didn't do anything about my tits.
   Middleaged guy, anglo, never caught him staring at my chest.  Happily
married, one of each, Mexican wife.  Mexican American, I mean she's from
Texas, doesn't even teach her kids Spanish.  Alicia, I think, away at
church.  "Bound to get busted at some point," better let Candy see this.
   }Huh?{ Still asleep, she sleeps like the dead.  She just shuts down, and
maybe dreams a little.  {Got to face the music} Sit down across the coffee
table, cross my legs, and look up at mister Miller.  Didn't even glance at
them.  "Huh!" not teasing my way out of this one, "I know how it looks, but
I just needed someone to," flashback to Jose, smothering with my shirt, the
breathless pain, fear, }Huh?{
   {Stay with me now, I need you to cry.} "He raped me!" bury her eyes in
her hands, "Nhnhnhnh!" until we can get the tears flowing.  "{Jose',} Huh!"
That otta do it.
   "No," Denial, "My boy, he's not," bargaining?  "JOSE, JOSHUAH MILLER!" I
looked up, but he stomped to the stairs, and pounded the bannister, "GET
YOUR ASS DOWN HERE!"
   He lied, tried every lame excuse, but he tried for years, whining just
to get his hands on them.  Then got her drunk, held her down, and raped
her. "I'm pregnant." Well, that stopped the debate right there.
   "She wanted it, I didn't rape her."
   "No!" I got up, "You held me down, covered my mouth so i didn't scream,
i said Stop, but you just kept going," he coward in the corner, so I
slapped him, "You RAPED me!" Backhanded him, then Mr.  miller pulled me
back, kicking, and streaming "NAUH!  let me go, I Kill you, I'll fucking
KILL him!"
   I let him win, all the times let them win, or the last few.  Ruth,
Megha', Larry when he got that new orthotic, before we ran away.  "Huh!" I
relaxed, let her cry, "Nhmhnh!" He held me, didn't try to cop a feel, just
pulled his arms out from under my tits when I stopped hitting him.  Held
her in her lap, and i let her cry.  {There, that was great.}
   }I hate you, you souless bitch!{
   {That's the spirit.} I laughed.  Could've gone a lot worse.
   "{I forgive you.}" I got up.  }God, you're enjoying this!{ Pay
attention, you might learn something.  "{Huh!  after what my daddy did to
you.  I know, what it feels like to be a victim, now.  I should have said
something, but I was scared, and he's,}" your Father.  "WHhHhH!" Fall down,
shaking with sobs.  "{And she's uh!  Sierra's the only one that
understands.}"
   Perfect.  Now he was crying too!
   }You're evil.{
   {Thank you!}
   She moved in.  Dear old dad didn't say anything, I didn't even have to
blackmale him, or tell him about the rape.  Her rape, maybe he's
subconsciously guilty about mine, but there's always the years of camping
trips, and probably hundreds of boys.  Wish I could remember Josh
specifically, when he was younger, and just learning about love.  Man/boy
love, that is.
   }Ew.{ mornin' sunshine.
   "Huh!" got to get up, anyway.  Sierra rolled over, and pulled the covers
over her.  "Just need to see the doctor," I kissed her temple, and she
closed her eyes.  Moved her leg to slip her hands between them.  She
sighed, I held the doorknob and slowly let it turn back, the latch to sink
into the frame without a click.
   He was out front, getting in the minivan when I came out, he didn't look
at me, I waved anyway when he drove off.  So, I went next door, knocked,
and waited.  "Candace?"
   "I need to talk to Josh." What for?  {Closure.}
   He let me push open the door.  "He's in his room." Upstairs, right next
to the bathroom, she showed me his peephole, between some tiles over the
bathtub where the mortar fell out.  Or, what kind of mortar do they use
with tile?{Grout.}
   I knocked, he looked surprised, then a little fear before depressive
shame.  "Have a seat," I locked the door behind me.
   "I'm sorry."
   "I know, you got excited, and lost control." believe me, I know.  "Huh!
Hormones," I sat at his desk, and crossed my legs, "Now I'm not going to
hurt you again, if you don't try anything funny, so you can relax." He
tried, but I did hit him pretty hard.  Bet he still had a bruise from her
elbow, to remember, every time he thinks about getting it up for a while to
reinforce the memory.
   "What i came to talk about is my father."
   "What about him?" He looked away.
   I laughed, "You think i don't know?  You're not the first boy he took
camping with him, did you guys actually do much fishing?" His shoulders
fell, denial.  I just outed them the other day, but you don't think about
that, you don't think about anything that might be triggering.  "You got to
old, then he stopped letting you tag along, found another boy, a younger
one."
   "No," he looked at his legs, "He stopped when i said I'm not gay."
   "It's not gay, yeah it's homosexual because you're both guys, but he's a
pedorast.  That's like a pedophile, but he likes to teach boys, instead of
fuck them."
   "When did you get so smart?"
   "}God!{" let it out, "Why does everyone think I'm stupid just because
I'm pretty and I got big boobs?" She covered her chest with her arms, when
he looked at them.  {First time this morning, and you did say "Boobs." I'd
say he learned his lesson.} Too bad, I want him to suffer!  {Huheha!  Oh,
he will, the memories will torture him for years, and his risk of suicide
just went up exponentially, but I'll explain it later.  Try to stay on
task.} Huh, Fine!  Okay... I hope he kills himself, I hope it fucking
hurts, too.
   "Anyway," roll my eyes, "You might want to see a shrink about it," tell
him about it, relive the abuse, and rape, and shame over and over, "Unless
you want to turn into a rapist." Stupid spic.  {Hey now, that's Racist!}
Yeah well, I gave him a chance and he raped me.  Last time I trust one of
them.  "Huh!" I didn't slam the door.  {Some day you may understand why I
had to do that.  Trust me, it would have ruined his life.} Good!  He's a
loser anyway.  {Yes, but he's only got 1 victim now.  Leaving him like that
would be like sending him to prison.} So?  He belongs there!  {Yes, with
the other rapists, and even more violent men.  Which will only make him
more of a rapist, and when he gets out, well you should feel sorry for the
next girl he sees.}
   }What kind of demon are you?{ with your, morals, and.  Trying to fix the
world.
   {A guardian angel.} She's hispanic too, and you know she loves you.
   "Huh!" Facepalm.  "Fine, whatever, I get it." And love?  {No, I don't
love.} You can't.  {No, but that doesn't mean I ever want to see her suffer
like you.  You understand that, dipshit?  No, you're not stupid, you're
just naive.  So, you might as well learn something about life from me,
unless you want to go back to your life.} I showed her, the path she got on
when she let a boy rape her, twice more.  Her mother, crushed under the
first man who settled for her.
   }Or Chroma.{ The i really was surpliforus.  }All right, if you can make
me more like Her, i think we can deal.{ Play back one of His chuckles.  }Is
that the devil?{ Yeah, close e fuckin'nuff.
   {And besides, (C) Transformer comics.} There's already a copywrite on
Chromia, but I had to look it up.
   Sierra {G Solo}
   "Huh!" It's not the same as when she touches me.  I guess she's right,
I'm not too sensitive, it's just when She touches me, it's Her fingers
between my legs, and "HhHuh!" I just have to think about her, but it's been
years since I could think of anything else.  But now, I can smell her hair
on the pillow, and the covers are still warm from her body, and I just want
to wrap her around me so the world goes away.  But life, she's pregnant, so
she has to go to the doctor.  They took her off the pills, she started too
late, when they already started having sex.
   "Hh!" I knew it hurt, she cried, every time but she let him.  Do it
again, and again, she didn't know it was rape.  Either, even he thought it
was an accident, but I saw it.  He raped her, then they had sex, a couple
more times.  And I wanted to, bust down the window, and tear him off of
her, make him stop hurting her, hold her until she stopped crying, and kill
him.  My own brother, yeah I guess it looked racist, making him black, but
that's why i didn't want to make him Mexican in the comic.  Or half
Mexican.
   I guess that's why I froze, I couldn't even look away, or stop crying. I
didn't know what to do, run away, try to break the window and get them
busted, or jump off the roof and hope to die.  I didn't know it was rape, I
just thought she loved him, instead of me.
   And now she loves me, and it's more wonderful than I even dreamed, but I
can touch myself, and it's not so intense I have to try not to faint. 
"HhHhH!"
   Vatos {MMMFg NS Viol}
   "Ye, chica," coming out of the clinic from an appointment.  It's
downtown, fucking Espa'!  "Whachu doin with thes Blanca?" He chucked his
head, and pursed his lips at me.
   "Hey," I put my hand up, "I aint' racist, but back off." You fucking
wetback.  Whenever somebody says `I don't want to sound racist, but;' you
do.  That was the plan, get their attention on me, step around her to block
the line of fire, I look over at the car, about to say cover when he pushed
me.
   So, I grabbed his shoulders, stopped at arms length, jumped, pulled, and
uppercut him with my knee.  He flapped his shirt at me, to unsnap it, and
flash the but sticking out on his hip, cross draw, right handed.  But
little tweety birds popped out over his head, and he fell, so I held my leg
on his chest, rolled back, and felt down to his hip before he rolled out of
the way.
   POW!  The one on the right fell back with a spray of hair, blood, bone,
and grey matter.  Don't even get off a shot.  Then I saw the other, behind
her, gun over his nose, and mouth, the look of fear in her eyes, trying to
look over at the muzzle at her temple.  Down at the trigger guard, the
safety, pressed in so the red line around it was buried, no chamber
indicator, but one assumes it's loaded when it's pointing at my
girlfriend's head!
   "Drop et blanca, or you little chica ge'sit." He backed up.  Looked far
enough not to burn her with the muzzle flash, she had her eyes squeezed
tight.  Shivering, about 7 times a second.  .  .
   POW!  I saw his finger try to fall off, and get caught.  Hooked in the
trigger guard, knocked into his face by the 9mm copper coated slug
flattened against the grip.  "Aei!" he fell down, screaming, and crumpled
over his hand.  "You beech!"
   "Don't you EVER!" he fell over, clutching his ribs, "Threaten My
girlfriend aGAIN!" Stomped him until I felt ribs crack under her heel.  She
practically tackled me to push me back, before I killed him too.  "Huh,"
the world sped up again, "Huh, huh huhuh!"
   Sierra {FG+ NS Mnem Viol}
   She binked, where her eyes shut?  "Okay," she panted, but her voice
sounded so calm, "Everbody freezes up in their first gunfight." I jumped
when she dropped the clip, then pumped another bullet out with the slidey
thing on top.  I'd never seen a gun before in real life.  Now I'll have to
draw a gun.
   She clapped, "Come on," she took me inside by the hand.
   There were so many people, it's not like an emergency clinic, but it's
not even lunchtime, and it's so crowded.  "She just got attacked!" She
sounded scared, "One of them is knocked out, out there." Point at the
parking lot.
   Yeah, but you just killed, actually close to half, or the median. 
"Huh!" are you all right?  "It's not my blood?" My face felt wet, and my
hair was all sticky.  I didn't faint, why didn't I faint?  "It all happened
so fast?"
   "What happened?"
   Great, this was the part I can't never write, "She saved me," I pointed,
blinked.  Yeah, write that down.  "Uh," people, with cell-phones, "Huh?"
   .
   .
   [Candace John: Witness]
   I caught her.  Saw it later on the news, she looked up to see if anyone
caught that.  Her supernatural speed, I missed it at the time, but I was
panicing, from what I already missed.  Yes, Sierra's right, it happened so
fast.
   I just went numb, my skin probably tingled too, but then I was moving,
then it was dark, and loud, then I got up.
   My heart started pounding hard, and fast, but i couldn't feel my arm,
just saw it, locked onto him the whole time, he was threatening Sierra.  I
could see, but then she looked at the gun, his hand, the little blade on
the front of the one in my hand stuuck up through a slot in the back.  Oh,
that's what that thing on the end is for, right under his knuckle, and then
she blew his finger off.
   On the news he clearly pushed me first, then She nearly kicked his head
off.
   Guillermo T.  Suspect.  "Che hit me first." In a neck brace, and a
wheelchair.  {But I didn't kill him.}
   Are you hiding?
   {Hh, I'm still chilling out, after not going berserk, and rampaging
downtown.  There was 3 guns there, only a matter of time before I got my
hands on a knife.} So, you're like a school shooter?  {Huh, I am capable of
killing sprees, and I don't want to blow this all up once it's starting to
go right.}
   "You call this right?" I shook my head, but now I'm in the hospital, the
footage hit the news, and people aren't really looking at me.  {Well, you
of all people should know Denial when you see it.} Huh?  {Hehuha, sorry,
little joke.  They don't know what to think, so they don't.  Might as well
be invisible.  "Uh,} raise my hand, {Can I get a shower?}"
   Thought you liked showers.  {That's probably where you'd be right now if
I hadn't taken you.  Wanna see it again?  It's your memory, the first night
you "had sex." You'd still be with Jose', wondering when it's gonna stop
hurting and start feeling good.  And calling him "Josh," you priviledged
princess, because you can't be bothered to learn your boyfriends' name. 
Now,} she curled up inside me, {You wanna leave me alone?  I'm feeling like
a real bitch right now.}
   I rubbed my belly.  "Thank you," for saving our lives.  I patted it.
   Sierra {fG Hero Saph}
   "My hero," she didn't feel that strong, but I rubbed her arms, anyway.
She kissed me, and held me just in case, but my knees didn't even feel
weak, so I hugged her, picked her up.  "Wuha?" and we fell on her bed,
laughing.  Felt more like our bed now, it had barely been a week, but I
didn't even unpack my dolls from their box yet.  Yeah, she's right, Loisa's
totally my ex.
   Ew, dried blood.  We got showers at the hospital, but we didn't change
clothes.  As good an excuse as any!  I'll pick them up later, but not sure
if I even want to try washing them.  "Hh," she likes my butt.  It doesn't
feel like her chest at all, but I like how her hands feel on me, even
there, and her lips pull off mine.  "Your parnets spank you?" Never even
threatened, she let go, and I winced.  "Huh," she tunred over, "get up."
Felt back.  "Panties on?"
   I blinked, shrugged.
   "Yeah," she layed down, "Panties on." She layed down, put her arms under
the pillow.
   Okay, "You want me to spank you?" That feels strong.  She felxes even
harder, and I squeezed them.  I can't believe I kissed her butt!  "Hihihin!
But you're so good!"
   "Huh!" she put her chin up in her pillow, which made it jump in my
hands. "That was insense," Okay, I like her butt too!  "So, I might be a
bit less sensitive." Because of the fight, and you know, I didn't faint
once since they all crowded around us in the clinic?  "Ah!" She laughed,
and put her head down.
   I felt them, the back of her panties where I just hit her.  "Harder?" I
pulled my hand back, and waited.  She nodded.  "MH!" Into the pillow.  I
hit her again, and stopped.  Didn't hurt my hand, but she hit Josh all the
time.  She was always a physical girl, hitting you arm, or talking with her
hands, slapping people when she was mad, but I never thought she'd like it?
"MH!  Hh." She sighed that time, and her butt was really heating up.  I
tried not to giggle, but this was fun, and not even really very sexy.
   Except her panties, and she explained to me the difference between knk
ad fetish but I don't remember.  People think she's stupid, because she
always thinks about it before she talks, but I think that's smart.  "Hh!"
She ust sighs when I hit her, so I just spank her faster, and harder, and i
wonder how sexy it feels too her, but it's getting real red, and I' going
back and forth instead of trying to hit both in the middle.  And my hand
doesn't hurt, but it's getting tired, so, "Is that enough?"
   "Yeah," she rolls her hip back, and I really want to get her off now
that i see how red, and hot she is, in the lime green shear bra, and
panties.  So, I get into them, and now I can smell her, and she's so hot in
there, and her lips are swullen.  I don't like anything inside me.  Maybe
her tonge, and that's it, but it doesn't go in too deep.  She loves it, and
my middle fingertip slips rght in even though she'snot that oist yet. 
"Huh!" I hold still, but she doesn't cum.
   I know what to do about that, so I pull her panties down, and she puts
her leg down.  I put my shoulder down, beside her, and get a good sniff
before I stick my tongue in, and swirl it around.  Not that i need an
excuse, now I'm feeling all hot and sticky, so I get my fingers in between
my legs to rub my panties.  "Hhuh!" lick her again.
   "Uh," she coughs, "AchUH!" And spits in her hand.  Rubs it in behind
her, so I move my face, and watch her fingertip rub at her butthole.  So, I
don't have to kiss it again, I don't think I really like that, it's not
bad, but it's not pussy, and her pussy's right there, and her fingers don't
get in the way.  I feel her nail brush my cheek, that's about it, but that
gives me the rythm so I can slip my tonge back and forth between my teeth,
and our lips.  "HhahH!" Her nail slips in, so I lick over to her clit, and
slip my fingers around my wet cheek.  "Smuip!" I kiss her again, but feel
for her hole, and wiggle my middle finger in between hers.
   nlm
   Yeah, she had to show me why it's the sign for fuck you.  "Hheheh!"
Breathless, and pretty loosened up, so I stop kissing her, and pull out to
see she's got 2 in now, like lmL for rock&roll!  so it touch my second, and
third longest fingertips together like she showed me, and curled them in
around my thumb.  "Uuuuuuh!" She moaned, and started hunching when I got
deep enough to push my knuckle in.  Or the back of my thumb, twisting it
back and forth a little to wiggle it between her lips.  Her pubes pushed
out, so I bit them between my lips, and let them curl back, and snap out
when she started cumming.  She didn't gush, but some dribbled down the
bottom of my wrist when I started fucking all three fingers in had, bashing
her with my thumb.  It's amazing that I have to hit it that hard, but she's
not as sensitive as me, and it's making really loud sucking noises.  She
came a long time before she stretched her legs out, so I had to stop. 
"HuhHhH!" She shuddered, "You want to get off now?"
   She joked, we both laughed, that's her kind of joke.
   I guess I wasn't as sensitive from all the excitement either.  I half
expected to pass out when she touched me again, but I pushed her fingers in
through my panties, and I wanted her to rub me harder, "Yh?  Rugher,
rougher!" And faster, she felt so strong, and "Huh!" That felt better, she
tried to stop, but I pushed her fingers back in, and made her keep rubbing
me off.  "HhHhHhHhH!" I cmmed forever, I mean it came out, soaked through
her fingers into my panties, I could feel them a little damp on the outside
when we finally stopped, but I didn't even feel like fainting.
   I was so exited, when she pulled them off, and put them under my face.
So I could smell myself, taste myself too, and the damp cotton all over my
face.  She held me down on hers, with my hands in hers, over the backs of
my face, and i didn't even try to count how many times I got off, but she
needed a towel when she was done.  It ran down her neck.  So, we went to
take a shower.
   1: No peephole, it's got a plastic thing wrapped around the walls with
some holes for the knobs, and the faucets.
2: It's not next door, it has a door, and another to the spare room,
because she doesn't have a brother.
and 3: No window.  Her roof is actually a little steeper, and higher. 
Yeah, they all look like split-levels, but they're not all the same.
   "Are they getting smaller?" I felt them, they hung lower, she doesn't
really look that pregnant yet.  It doesn't stick out much in a shirt, and
it's not fat.  It's firm, and round, and I can feel the water slosh around
in it, "Was that a kick?" I laughed.
   "Both legs," her voice sounded hard again, but she kissed me, and turned
off the water.  Wow, you're not supposed to start feeling kicks for another
month, at least.
   "Hh!" I licked my lips, "She feels strong."
   "She will be," she sounded so soft, and caring, and sure.  Especially
when she said she knew it was a girl.  "You have no idea."
  
Girls next door