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From: darkpaladan@msn.com (Dark Paladin)
And here it is, boys and girls:  the reposting of the first chapter 
of the Girls of Friends series.  I hope you have as much fun reading 
it as I had making it.
Dark Paladin :)
The Girls of Friends
	Steve pulled his hat low over his green-blue eyes, trying in vain to 
keep the rain out of his coat.  In the back of his head, an idea for 
a low level force field was pressing for attention, but he ignored 
it.  It would take him just a few minutes to build, test, and put 
into action, but he already knew it would cause more problems then he 
was ready to deal with.  As blind as people in New York seemed to be 
to most odd things and crime, they would surely notice a man standing 
high and dry in the middle of the rain.  And that would be more 
attention then he wanted.
	Not that he had anything to worry about.  He had been a little 
worried about the whole affair out in California, with those girls in 
the cabin and all.  One day he had been in the middle of the 22nd 
century, rotting in a jail cell, the next, he had invented a time 
machine to go back almost 200 years.  He remembered the affair with 
fondness, loving the feel of those young, nubile bodies and 
remembering how he had gotten each of them pregnant.  His cock began 
to stiffen slightly inside his pants.  He sighed.  Seemed like a long 
time ago, rather than a few short weeks.  Right after that time, he 
used his advance electronics to raid several ATM machines and set up 
false bank accounts.  Lucky for him, his fingerprints changed from 
week to week, making the robberies seem like the work of more than 
one person.  He had taken the money and left here for New York, where 
he was again using his electronic and computer skills from the next 
century to make enough for himself to live comfortably.
	He noticed a coffee shop just across the street.  Coffee had been 
banned in the year 2060, almost 60 years after the great Cigarette 
Destruction.  While Steve wasn't stupid enough to smoke, he still 
found the simple stimulus of coffee to be more than adequate.
	Steve passed into the coffee shop, finding a table off to the side.  
He removed his hat, his golden brown hair damp along the sides.  He 
picked up the menu and started scanning it.
	"Hi, I'm Rachel, and I'll be your waitress.  Anything I can get for you?"
	Steve looked up at the more perfect pair of breasts he had ever 
seen.  He forced his eyes upwards to the girls lovely blue eyes 
framed by light, brown hair.  He smiled at her, his even, white teeth 
appearing almost wolfish.  "You know," he said, feeling his cock 
begin to rise within his pants, "I think I know exactly what I want 
now."
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	Steve looked at his watch, checking the progress of the little blips 
on the tiny screen.  The system was actually a three dimensional 
tracer he had recently invented, and now was the perfect time to try 
it out.  When Rachel had turned her back to her for a second, giving 
him a lovely vision of her  legs and ass under her short skirt, he 
had thrown a tiny transmitter, seeing it catch on her tight T-shirt.  
He had left some time later, and was now tracking her back to her 
apartment.
	He found the building with ease, memorizing the spot where she was 
located.  The transmitter also worked as a tiny audio transceiver as 
well, so he could hear everything that was going on where she was.
	Steve tapped the watch lightly, turning up the small speaker in his 
ear.  It seemed that Rachel was now talking to herself.
	"Guys!  I'm home!" Rachel called out.  She put her bags down on the 
couch, removing her slick rain jacket.  She could feel the cold water 
drip onto her white T-shirt, the fabric turning translucent.  Her 
nipples hardened lightly in response to the cold water touching her 
skin.
	"Guys?" She looked around, noticing a note on the refrigerator.  
"Rachel, called Joey and the guys, their all going to that rock 
concert out of town.  Feebe is down doing a demo recording, and I'll 
be working late tonight.  Just to let you know!  Love, Monica."
	Rachel crumpled up the letter, throwing it in the trash.  "Well, 
that's just great, guys.  Another night, alone by myself."  She moved 
into the bathroom to take a good, hot shower.
	From below on the street, Steve tapped his watch again, turning down 
the sound.  He smiled to himself.  From the sounds of it, he would 
have some time alone with this brown hair girl.  He reached into his 
pocket and took out a few items.  His mind was already readying the 
devices for the proper modifications.
	He entered the building, using one of his inventions to get past all 
of the locks.  Once inside the apartment, he paused, listening 
closely to the sound of running water, making sure she was still 
inside.
	He used his force field idea, expanding it into a multitasking unit 
that could keep large objects in or out, but would allow air to move, 
while acting as a perfect sound buffer.  Someone could scream all 
they want, and not be heard.
	The next thing he did was activate the Stimulator.  The Stimulator 
was a device he had developed shortly after the 90210 experience.  It 
used special wavelengths to activate hormone levels within the female 
body.  Within a few minutes, vaginal lubrication would start, and a 
few minutes after that, the woman's ovaries would prepare her for 
fertility.  He had made different modifications until it could work 
even through the Pill and other forms of birth control- at least for 
impregnation.
	Once he had the devices set up, he began removing his clothing, 
waiting for his treat to arrive.
	Rachel emerged from her shower, rubbing her head vigorously on her 
towel.  The rest of her body was naked, drying in the air.  Her brown 
nipples were still slightly hard, hard firm, ripe breasts hanging 
hardly in the air.  Her pussy was lightly trimmed, the fewest light 
brown hairs, now dark with moisture, forming a little curl right over 
her lips.
	"I must say," a voice called out in front of her, "What a fine view."
	Rachel dropped the towel over her perfect breasts, crying out in 
alarm.  In front of her was a totally naked man.  He stood calmly in 
front of her, his firm, hard muscles lining his body.  Rachel's eyes 
were drawn from his dignified handsome face down to the giant penis 
that was pointing at her.  It had to be at least a foot long, hanging 
down slightly from its weight.  Rachel hardly even noticed how her 
cunt had been lubing itself since she walked in the door.
	"What the hell are you doing here?" she exploded, backing away from 
him.  "Get out of here before I call the cops."
	Steve almost hit himself in the head.  He had forgotten all about 
the phone systems.  He reached down, pulling up his coat.  Rachel was 
already running for the phone.  He pulled out a small device, 
pressing the button.
	Rachel picked up the phone, pushing buttons.  No good.  Steve's 
device had rendered all of the phones inoperative.
	Rachel slammed the phone down.  "Problems making a call, my dear?" 
Steve had raced over to her side, his genetically altered body 
clearing the distance in less than a second.  "I think we'd rather be 
alone right now, don't you thing?"
	He stood right behind her, grabbing her in his arms.  Her arms 
became pinned to her side as his hands started exploring the expanse 
of breasts in front of him.  His giant cock pressed out from between 
her legs, rubbing against her sex every time she moved.  He moved his 
hands down to trap her arms at her waist, pulling her up and down.  
The think lips of her juicy cunt parted around his cock, coating it 
with her secretions.  Steve ran the entire length of his long penis 
up and down her slit, loving the feel of her caressing her.
	Rachel could feel herself being propped on this penis, sliding down 
underneath her.  She kept struggling, trying to find some way out of 
this guys iron grip.  She started pulling her legs together to keep 
herself from being raped.  Steve sensed this movement.
	Steve pushed her against the kitchen counter.  Rachel made a "Oomph" 
noise over her cries.  Steve reached forward, turning on the cold 
water on full blast.  He grabbed the sprayer, pointing it straight at 
her body and pulling the trigger.
	Rachel cried out at the sudden shock of cold water hitting her body. 
 She pushed against the counter with her legs in a desperate attempt 
to get away from the icy spray.  Her nipples hardened from the cold, 
growing more sensative in the process.  The chill water ran down 
between her plump breasts, down her stomach and right through her wet 
snatch.  Rachel's breath vanished in the sudden onrush of cold.
	Steve felt the cold water cascade over his penis down to his balls.  
Luckily, this girls cunt was so hot and wet that he didn't lose any 
hardness.  Rachel, however, was going insane trying to avoid the cold 
water.  She pushed against the counter with her knees- just enough to 
widen her legs a little.  Steve pulled back a little, then drove his 
cock right into her.
	Rachel stiffened in shock at the sudden intrusion.  Steve's penis 
went in almost six inches on the first push.  Her vagina spread apart 
from the intrusion, the juices sliding all around it.  She put her 
hands on the counter to steady herself, combination of the cold water 
and the incredible sensation from her cunt causing her mind to go 
blank.  As soon as her hands his the counter, Steve arched into her, 
slamming the rest of his cock right through her.  The head parted her 
cervix, lodging itself right into her womb.
	Rachel cried out in a combination of pain and pleasure.  Her body 
had already started reacting, moving away from the large penis.  She 
used the counter to support her weight and she tried to remove the 
invader from her stretched cunt.
	Steve pulled down on her waist, impaling her again.  Rachel moaned 
in the sudden pleasure, losing control over herself.  She tried to 
pull herself up again, part of her mind wanting to slam herself back 
down on this intrusion, the other half trying to get away.  The more 
primitive part of her mind won out, and she found herself pushing 
back down onto the penis.
	Steve grabbed her waist with one hand and started fucking her in 
earnest.  Rachel was holding herself up while his other hand 
continued to spray her with cold water, every once in awhile 
squeezing her plump breasts.  The cold water ran down her body, 
freezing his balls and chilling her clit, keeping her just away from 
the orgasm that both of them wanted.  Steve kept it up, feeling his 
balls boil with cum, trying to rise but unable to.  Rachel's hips 
were becoming frantic, slapping up and down on the pole inside of 
her.  She hardly even remembered when she lost control of herself.  
Of course, she didn't know that the Stimulator helped with that by 
"assisting" the female mating need.  Rachel would have been fucking 
her landlord if he had arrived right then in her condition.
	Steve could deny the sensation in his balls no longer.  He pulled 
down on her as hard as he could, jamming his entire length into her.  
The cum exploded from his balls, moving right up the entire length of 
his penis.  It squirted into her, filling her entire womb with his 
hot cum.  It slid around the sides of his cock, squirting out around 
him.  The hot fluid touched her clit, setting her off.  Rachel's back 
arched as he grabbed her by her breasts, holding her up.  Her entire 
body started shaking into a massive orgasm.
	Steve's cock remained hard, enhanced by a genetic change that had 
occurred 200 years in the future.  He kept sliding it in and out of 
Rachel's right pussy, feeling her squeeze and squeal around his long, 
hard cock.  He carried her across the room until he found an empty 
bedroom- luckily, it was Rachel's.  He left her impaled on his cock 
as she kept trembling in time to her orgasm.  He suddenly twisted her 
around, rotating her body on his penis as if she was a pig on a spit. 
 This action alone set off another round of orgasms inside of her, 
making her legs lock around him.  Steve put his whole weight onto 
her, feeling her hard nipples pushing into his chest as he fucked 
her.  
	Rachel's clit was buzzing, orgasming every time Steve pulled almost 
all the way out, then slid himself back in right up past her cervix 
and into her.  His cum squirted out of her with every movement, and 
in the back of her mind she knew that she was becoming pregnant from 
the gallons of cum inside of her.  She couldn't help but cry out in 
pure pleasure when he reached down and sucked on her tits while he 
rode her.  Another round of orgasms exploded inside of her, drawing 
every drop of Steve's cum into her.
	Steve could feel another orgasm coming.  He was certain that this 
girl was pregnant by now, so he decided to have some fun.  He pulled 
her off his cock, flipping her onto her stomach.  His long penis was 
already coated in their juices, slick and ready.
	"What's- wait-" Rachel cried in confusion.  Her cunt gaped open from 
the sudden removal of his hard tool.  Her mind suddenly realized with 
terror that he was spreading apart her ass cheeks, her winking 
sphincter aligned with his cock.  "No, please- AHHHH!"
	Rachel cried out in sudden pain as Steve pierced her anus with his 
slick pole, burying the head.  He pulled on her thin waist, burying 
another three inches into her.  She was screaming in pain, her 
asshole feeling like it was on fire.  It was like losing her 
virginity all over again.
	Steve pressed further into her, sliding his cock back and forth.  
Her ass loosened, far tighter than her pussy had been.  The slickness 
from his cum helped, and Rachel could begin to feel the beginnings of 
pleasure.  Steve had already reached around and started squeezing on 
hand on her tits, the other massaging her clit in time with his ass 
fucking.  Rachel moaned involuntarily as the hard pole kept moving in 
and out of her, feeling the immense sensations race along her body.  
She pushed back into him, feeling another several inches sink into 
her.
	Steve was totally fucking her ass now, pulling in and out of the 
tight hole.  Rachel was pushing back into him, her blue eyes wide in 
pleasure.  His fingers kept up their work, her breasts inflamed in 
sensation, her clit ready to explode.  Steve kept feeding his cock 
into her, her ass making his cock feel like it was on fire.  He felt 
her body trembling beneath him, ready to explode in climax.
	Steve finally let another round of cum explode from his balls, 
filling her ass with his jism.  Rachel cried out as her own orgasm 
began, squeezing around his cock as she did so.  After several long 
minutes, her trembling subsided.  She collapsed on the bed, exhausted 
beyond measure.
	Steve pulled out of her tight ass slowly, then triggered another 
device.  This one would make the lovely girl sleep for a long time- 
well after he had left.  By that time, her belly would already have 
his seed planted inside of her, and would start to grow...
	Steve pulled his hat low over his green-blue eyes, trying in 
vain to keep the rain out of his coat.  In the back of his head, an idea 
for a low level force field was pressing for attention, but he ignored 
it.  It would take him just a few minutes to build, test, and put into 
action, but he already knew it would cause more problems then he was 
ready to deal with.  As blind as people in New York seemed to be to most 
odd things and crime, they would surely notice a man standing high and 
dry in the middle of the rain.  And that would be more attention then he 
wanted.
	Not that he had anything to worry about.  He had been a little 
worried about the whole affair out in California, with those girls in 
the cabin and all.  One day he had been in the middle of the 22nd 
century, rotting in a jail cell, the next, he had invented a time 
machine to go back almost 200 years.  He remembered the affair with 
fondness, loving the feel of those young, nubile bodies and remembering 
how he had gotten each of them pregnant.  His cock began to stiffen 
slightly inside his pants.  He sighed.  Seemed like a long time ago, 
rather than a few short weeks.  Right after that time, he used his 
advance electronics to raid several ATM machines and set up false bank 
accounts.  Lucky for him, his fingerprints changed from week to week, 
making the robberies seem like the work of more than one person.  He had 
taken the money and left here for New York, where he was again using his 
electronic and computer skills from the next century to make enough for 
himself to live comfortably.
	He noticed a coffee shop just across the street.  Coffee had 
been banned in the year 2060, almost 60 years after the great Cigarette 
Destruction.  While Steve wasn’t stupid enough to smoke, he still found 
the simple stimulus of coffee to be more than adequate.
	Steve passed into the coffee shop, finding a table off to the 
side.  He removed his hat, his golden brown hair damp along the sides.  
He picked up the menu and started scanning it.
	"Hi, I’m Rachel, and I’ll be your waitress.  Anything I can get 
for you?"
	Steve looked up at the more perfect pair of breasts he had ever 
seen.  He forced his eyes upwards to the girls lovely blue eyes framed 
by light, brown hair.  He smiled at her, his even, white teeth appearing 
almost wolfish.  "You know," he said, feeling his cock begin to rise 
within his pants, "I think I know exactly what I want now."
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	Steve looked at his watch, checking the progress of the little 
blips on the tiny screen.  The system was actually a three dimensional 
tracer he had recently invented, and now was the perfect time to try it 
out.  When Rachel had turned her back to her for a second, giving him a 
lovely vision of her  legs and ass under her short skirt, he had thrown 
a tiny transmitter, seeing it catch on her tight T-shirt.  He had left 
some time later, and was now tracking her back to her apartment.
	He found the building with ease, memorizing the spot where she 
was located.  The transmitter also worked as a tiny audio transceiver as 
well, so he could hear everything that was going on where she was.
	Steve tapped the watch lightly, turning up the small speaker in 
his ear.  It seemed that Rachel was now talking to herself.
	"Guys!  I’m home!" Rachel called out.  She put her bags down on 
the couch, removing her slick rain jacket.  She could feel the cold 
water drip onto her white T-shirt, the fabric turning translucent.  Her 
nipples hardened lightly in response to the cold water touching her 
skin.
	"Guys?" She looked around, noticing a note on the refrigerator. 
 "Rachel, called Joey and the guys, their all going to that rock concert 
out of town.  Phoebe is down doing a demo recording, and I’ll be working 
late tonight.  Just to let you know!  Love, Monica."
	Rachel crumpled up the letter, throwing it in the trash.  "Well, 
that’s just great, guys.  Another night, alone by myself."  She moved 
into the bathroom to take a good, hot shower.
	From below on the street, Steve tapped his watch again, turning 
down the sound.  He smiled to himself.  From the sounds of it, he would 
have some time alone with this brown hair girl.  He reached into his 
pocket and took out a few items.  His mind was already readying the 
devices for the proper modifications.
	He entered the building, using one of his inventions to get past 
all of the locks.  Once inside the apartment, he paused, listening 
closely to the sound of running water, making sure she was still inside.
	He used his force field idea, expanding it into a multitasking 
unit that could keep large objects in or out, but would allow air to 
move, while acting as a perfect sound buffer.  Someone could scream all 
they want, and not be heard…
	The next thing he did was activate the Stimulator.  The 
Stimulator was a device he had developed shortly after the 90210 
experience.  It used special wavelengths to activate hormone levels 
within the female body.  Within a few minutes, vaginal lubrication would 
start, and a few minutes after that, the woman’s ovaries would prepare 
her for fertility.  He had made different modifications until it could 
work even through the Pill and other forms of birth control- at least 
for impregnation.
	Once he had the devices set up, he began removing his clothing, 
waiting for his treat to arrive.
	Rachel emerged from her shower, rubbing her head vigorously on 
her towel.  The rest of her body was naked, drying in the air.  Her 
brown nipples were still slightly hard, hard firm, ripe breasts hanging 
hardly in the air.  Her pussy was lightly trimmed, the fewest light 
brown hairs, now dark with moisture, forming a little curl right over 
her lips.
	"I must say," a voice called out in front of her, "What a fine 
view."
	Rachel dropped the towel over her perfect breasts, crying out in 
alarm.  In front of her was a totally naked man.  He stood calmly in 
front of her, his firm, hard muscles lining his body.  Rachel’s eyes 
were drawn from his dignified handsome face down to the giant penis that 
was pointing at her.  It had to be at least a foot long, hanging down 
slightly from its weight.  Rachel hardly even noticed how her cunt had 
been lubing itself since she walked in the door.
	"What the hell are you doing here?" she exploded, backing away 
from him.  "Get out of here before I call the cops."
	Steve almost hit himself in the head.  He had forgotten all 
about the phone systems.  He reached down, pulling up his coat.  Rachel 
was already running for the phone.  He pulled out a small device, 
pressing the button.
	Rachel picked up the phone, pushing buttons.  No good.  Steve’s 
device had rendered all of the phones inoperative.
	Rachel slammed the phone down.  "Problems making a call, my 
dear?" Steve had raced over to her side, his genetically altered body 
clearing the distance in less than a second.  "I think we’d rather be 
alone right now, don’t you thing?"
	He stood right behind her, grabbing her in his arms.  Her arms 
became pinned to her side as his hands started exploring the expanse of 
breasts in front of him.  His giant cock pressed out from between her 
legs, rubbing against her sex every time she moved.  He moved his hands 
down to trap her arms at her waist, pulling her up and down.  The think 
lips of her juicy cunt parted around his cock, coating it with her 
secretions.  Steve ran the entire length of his long penis up and down 
her slit, loving the feel of her caressing her.
	Rachel could feel herself being propped on this penis, sliding 
down underneath her.  She kept struggling, trying to find some way out 
of this guys iron grip.  She started pulling her legs together to keep 
herself from being raped.  Steve sensed this movement.
	Steve pushed her against the kitchen counter.  Rachel made a 
"Oomph" noise over her cries.  Steve reached forward, turning on the 
cold water on full blast.  He grabbed the sprayer, pointing it straight 
at her body and pulling the trigger.
	Rachel cried out at the sudden shock of cold water hitting her 
body.  She pushed against the counter with her legs in a desperate 
attempt to get away from the icy spray.  Her nipples hardened from the 
sudden cold.  The chill water ran down between her plump breasts, down 
her stomach and right through her wet snatch.  Rachel’s breath vanished 
in the sudden onrush of cold.
	Steve felt the cold water cascade over his penis down to his 
balls.  Luckily, this girls cunt was so hot and wet that he didn’t lose 
any hardness.  Rachel, however, was going insane trying to avoid the 
cold water.  She pushed against the counter with her knees- just enough 
to widen her legs a little.  Steve pulled back a little, then drove his 
cock right into her.
	Rachel stiffened in shock at the sudden intrusion.  Steve’s 
penis went in almost six inches on the first push.  Her vagina spread 
apart from the thick pole, the juices sliding all around it.  She put 
her hands on the counter to steady herself, combination of the cold 
water and the incredible sensation from her cunt causing her mind to go 
blank.  As soon as her hands his the counter, Steve arched into her, 
slamming the rest of his cock right through her.  The head parted her 
cervix, lodging itself right into her womb.
	Rachel cried out in a combination of pain and pleasure.  Her 
body had already started reacting, moving away from the large penis.  
She used the counter to support her weight and she tried to remove the 
invader from her stretched cunt.
	Steve pulled down on her waist, impaling her again.  Rachel 
moaned in the sudden pleasure, losing control over herself.  She tried 
to pull herself up again, part of her mind wanting to slam herself back 
down on this intrusion, the other half trying to get away.  The more 
primitive part of her mind won out, and she found herself pushing back 
down onto the penis.
	Steve grabbed her waist with one hand and started fucking her in 
earnest.  Rachel was holding herself up while his other hand continued 
to spray her with cold water, every once in awhile squeezing her plump 
breasts.  The cold water ran down her body, freezing his balls and 
chilling her clit, keeping her just away from the orgasm that both of 
them wanted.  Steve kept it up, feeling his balls boil with cum, trying 
to rise but unable to.  Rachel’s hips were becoming frantic, slapping up 
and down on the pole inside of her.  She hardly even remembered when she 
lost control of herself.  Of course, she didn’t know that the Stimulator 
helped with that by "assisting" the female mating need.  Rachel would 
have been fucking her landlord if he had arrived right then in her 
condition.
	Steve could deny the sensation in his balls no longer.  He 
pulled down on her as hard as he could, jamming his entire length into 
her.  The cum exploded from his balls, moving right up the entire length 
of his penis.  It squirted into her, filling her entire womb with his 
hot cum.  It slid around the sides of his cock, squirting out around 
him.  The hot fluid touched her clit, setting her off.  Rachel’s back 
arched as he grabbed her by her breasts, holding her up.  Her entire 
body started shaking into a massive orgasm.
	Steve’s cock remained hard, enhanced by a genetic change that 
had occurred 200 years in the future.  He kept sliding it in and out of 
Rachel’s tight pussy, feeling her squeeze and squeal around his long, 
hard cock.  He carried her across the room until he found an empty 
bedroom- luckily, it was Rachel’s.  He left her impaled on his cock as 
she kept trembling in time to her orgasm.  He suddenly twisted her 
around, rotating her body on his penis as if she was a pig on a spit.  
This action alone set off another round of orgasms inside of her, making 
her legs lock around him.  Steve put his whole weight onto her, feeling 
her hard nipples pushing into his chest as he fucked her.  
	Rachel’s clit was buzzing, orgasming every time Steve pulled 
almost all the way out, then slid himself back in right up past her 
cervix and into her.  His cum squirted out of her with every movement, 
and in the back of her mind she knew that she was becoming pregnant from 
the gallons of cum inside of her.  She couldn’t help but cry out in pure 
pleasure when he reached down and sucked on her tits while he rode her. 
 Another round of orgasms exploded inside of her, drawing every drop of 
Steve’s cum into her.
	Steve could feel another orgasm coming.  He was certain that 
this girl was pregnant by now, so he decided to have some fun.  He 
pulled her off his cock, flipping her onto her stomach.  His long penis 
was already coated in their juices, slick and ready.
	"What’s- wait-" Rachel cried in confusion.  Her cunt gaped open 
from the sudden removal of his hard tool.  Her mind suddenly realized 
with terror that he was spreading apart her ass cheeks, her winking 
sphincter aligned with his cock.  "No, please- AHHHH!"
	Rachel cried out in sudden pain as Steve pierced her anus with 
his slick pole, burying the head.  He pulled on her thin waist, burying 
another three inches into her.  She was screaming in pain, her asshole 
feeling like it was on fire.  It was like losing her virginity all over 
again.
	Steve pressed further into her, sliding his cock back and forth. 
 Her ass loosened, far tighter than her pussy had been.  The slickness 
from his cum helped, and Rachel could begin to feel the beginnings of 
pleasure.  Steve had already reached around and started squeezing one 
hand on her tits, the other massaging her clit in time with his ass 
fucking.  Rachel moaned involuntarily as the hard pole kept moving in 
and out of her, feeling the immense sensations race along her body.  She 
pushed back into him, feeling another several inches sink into her.
	Steve was totally fucking her ass now, pulling in and out of the 
tight hole.  Rachel was pushing back into him, her blue eyes wide in 
pleasure.  His fingers kept up their work, her breasts inflamed in 
sensation, her clit ready to explode.  Steve kept feeding his cock into 
her, her ass making his cock feel like it was on fire.  He felt her body 
trembling beneath him, ready to explode in climax.
	Steve finally let another round of cum explode from his balls, 
filling her ass with his jism.  Rachel cried out as her own orgasm 
began, squeezing around his cock as she did so.  After several long 
minutes, her trembling subsided.  She collapsed on the bed, exhausted 
beyond measure.
	Steve pulled out of her tight ass slowly, then triggered another 
device.  This one would make the lovely girl sleep for a long time- well 
after he had left.  By that time, her belly would already have his seed 
planted inside of her, and would start to grow…
Phoebe
	Steve looked down at the now sleeping Rachel.  Her pussy was 
still raw and open from his recent removal from her lovely, nude body.  
He almost thought about waking her up again when he heard the front door 
slam.
	Being the person he was, Steve had of course designed his 
special force fields so that anything larger than regular air molecules 
would be able to enter the shielded space, though they wouldn’t be able 
to leave it.  He pried the door open slightly, feeling the cool air from 
the living room waft in and tickle his erect penis.
	A blonde woman came inside the room, muttering to herself.  
"Damn that producer," she said.  Steve’s ears, as well as his foot long 
cock and incredible strength, had also been enhanced by genetic changes, 
allowing him to pick up every word.  "I can’t believe him."  She 
straightened, her voice taking on an imitating attitude.  " ‘Come on, 
Phoebe, why don’t you and I check out the sound equipment before your 
recording tomorrow.’  Seemed like he was more interested in my breasts." 
 She crossed the room to the sink, drawing herself a glass of water.
	Phoebe had not had a good day.  No one seemed to like her 
singing at that bar today.  How was she to know not to sing "Have you 
ever really loved a woman" in a gay bar?  The guys had all given her 
blank stares throughout her song.  Then, her producer asked her to the 
recording studio and had tried to make out with her.  Oddly, remembering 
the experience, she felt the slightest twinge around her cunt.  Perhaps 
he wasn’t so bad looking after all, she thought.  How was the innocent 
girl to know that Steve’s Stimulator was already working its magic on 
her.
	She noticed that Rachel’s door was open.  "Rachellll," she 
called out.  "Are you in there?"  She pushed the door, looking inside.
	Rachel was laying on the bed, completely naked.  Phoebe could 
see the brown haired girl’s nipples from her position every time Rachel 
took a breath.  There was a small dribbling of cum coming from her open 
slit.  "Gee," she thought, "I guess Rachel got lucky."  She started to 
close the door, her eyes couldn’t remove themselves from the white jism.
	Unknown to most of her friends, Phoebe loved the taste of  
sperm.  When she was just a teenager, she remembered the first time her 
boyfriend introduced her to the "magic juice."  Ever since, she had 
loved the taste in her mouth, loved it’s feeling as it went down her 
throat.
	To make things worse, Phoebe had been wanting her friend for a 
long time now.  Ross wasn’t the only one with a crush on Rachel.  Phoebe 
had been wanting to such on her friends firm breasts for some time now. 
 Her own lesbian desires surprised her, since she was normally into 
guys.  But, for some reason, whenever Rachel entered the room, she could 
feel her cunt start to get warm, and her juices start to flow.  At the 
moment, between the pearls of seed, Rachel’s open cunt, and the 
Stimulator, Phoebe had no chance at all.
	Phoebe approached the sleeping girl slowly, making sure that she 
wasn’t going to wake up.  What she didn’t know was that right behind 
her, hiding inside the closet, was Steve, watching the blonde girl’s 
every move.  His cock was extended to full length, ready and able to 
connect when the time was right.
	Phoebe ran a hand along Rachel’s thigh, feeling the smooth, soft 
skin under her fingers.  She shivered slightly as Rachel squirmed, a 
little more cum sliding out of her cunt.  Phoebe didn’t know that Rachel 
hadn’t put her diaphragm on, that the white seed was sliding out of her 
now pregnant friend.  All she knew was that she needed it more than 
anything she had ever wanted.
	Phoebe bent down, coming close to Rachel’s slit.  She could 
smell the combined smell of sperm and pussy juice, making her salivate. 
 Her breath made the little hairs on Rachel’s pussy move slightly, the 
lovely girl squirming in her sleep.
	Phoebe’s tongue came out, tasting the sweet juices as they fell 
on her tongue.  The musky, salty, sweet flavor made her cunt throb as 
she held the fluids inside her mouth, then swallowed.  She started 
licking harder, trying to draw every drop of Rachel and the mysterious 
man’s fluids as she could.  Her hands snaked down to her dress, pulling 
down her skirt to expose her hot, blonde cunt to the air.  Her fingers 
started rubbing her own snatch as she kept licking at Rachel’s pussy, 
squeezing her clit as she sucked on her friend’s.  Rachel moaned in her 
sleep, but by now Phoebe was too far into her sucking to notice.  She 
unbuttoned her blouse, shrugging it off onto the floor, though she 
wasn’t wearing any panties..  With a wiggle of her hips, her skirt and 
panties followed.
	Steve couldn’t believe his good luck.  Not only was this sexy 
girl eating her friend out, she was getting naked for him as well.  He 
figured the Stimulator had enough time to work on her hormones and get 
her ready for sex.  It was time for him to make his move.
	Phoebe’s hands were jammed deep in her cunt.  She had really 
gotten into it, thrashing her hips back and forth.  _All I need right 
now is a good, hard cock,_ she thought to herself.  She looked up, 
seeing Rachel’s eyes flutter open.
	"Phoebe, no," she moaned as the sensations flooded through her 
snatch.  She wasn’t warning her to stop.  She was warning her against 
the rapist that stood right behind her, his penis hard and jutting from 
his groin.  She was still fighting the haziness from the Inhibitor, and 
could hardly stop him herself.
	Phoebe dragged herself up Rachel’s body, sucking all the way.  
"Don’t worry," she told her friend, not even noticing the man behind 
her.  She started rubbing her pussy against Rachel’s.  "I’ve wanted to 
do this for a long time."  She pressed her mouth against the brunet’s, 
their tongues mingling.  Rachel moaned, a mixture of pleasure and in 
warning of the man.  Her eyes widened as he stood right in front of her 
and behind Phoebe, looking down at their joined hips.  She cried out in 
warning, but Phoebe took it as a cry of pleasure.
	Steve waited until the blonde girl’s ass was high in the air, 
her pussy in perfect alignment.  He suddenly grabbed her waist, slamming 
his dick into her.
	Phoebe cried out in shock, feeling the thick pole spear into 
her.  She was so tight Steve could only get a few inches into her, but 
it was enough.  Phoebe tried crawling away from the massive intruder.  
Steve pulled back a little, then pushed another several inches into her. 
 The action caused her cunt to press down on Rachel’s, grinding their 
clits together.  The two girls gasped in pleasure.  Steven slammed 
another several inches into the blonde’s pussy, amazed at how tight it 
was.
	"No, please don’t," Phoebe begged, even as she ground her hips 
towards him.  "I- I don’t have any protection."  She could feel him 
withdraw, the walls of her vagina tightening around him.  
	"Don’t worry about that, baby," Steven told her.  Her cunt was 
grabbing him like a vice.  "I’ve taken care of everything."
	Phoebe relaxed, thinking that the man had a vasectomy, or 
something like that.  His thick, large hands came up and gripped her 
breasts, massaging her swollen nipples.  She rocked back and forth into 
him, pressing into him on the outstroke, grinding her cunt against 
Rachel’s sweet pussy on the downstroke.  Her breasts kept pushing into 
Rachel’s, her hard red nubs pressing against Rachel’s small, brown ones. 
 Rachel was fighting against the sensations all over her body, feeling 
her friends soft body pressing into her own while the rapist’s dick slid 
in and out of Phoebe’s wet cunt, sliding through her channel.
	Steve suddenly pulled out of the wet tunnel before him.  The 
cool air slid across his cock, making his ball sack stiffen slightly.  
He shoved it into the pussy underneath, filling Rachel’s cunt in one 
quick movement.  Phoebe cried out in frustration, while Rachel screamed 
in the sudden pleasure.  Steven pumped her several times, loving the 
feel of her openness and warmth around his cock.  Then he took it out 
and slammed it back inside of Phoebe’s sweet pussy.  He had to work it 
in and out several times before he could get it all the way inside of 
her, feeling the head of his cock push against her cervix.  Once he was 
fully inside, he would pull out of her and work it inside of Rachel.  
His hands roamed over the lovely girl’s bodies, squeezing the firm 
breasts, pulling back down to feel their thin waists, loving the 
difference in their skin and bodies.
	When he was sliding his prick in and out of Rachel’s body he 
could feel the beginning of his orgasm.  He pulled out of her and 
pressed his cock back into Phoebe’s tightness, sliding the entire length 
in and out of her tightness.  Phoebe started voices her oncoming orgasm. 
 "Oh, yes, oh, Rachel, I love you, and that guy behind me too, oh, yes…" 
 Her body kept sliding against Rachel’s, and the big penis was pressing 
further and further into her.  She could feel it enter her womb, the 
head sliding inside with every downstroke.  The underside of his dick 
slid along Rachel’s pussy, making her press her body harder into 
Phoebe’s, kissing her sweet lips with total abandonment.
	Steven’s cock started swelling, pressing further inside of 
Phoebe’s gates.  The sensations started to explode inside of her, her 
body suddenly rigid, then trembling in orgasm.  This set of Rachel’s 
orgasm as well, making her shake against her friend, howling in 
response.  Steven snarled, feeling his balls rise.  The cum shot out 
when the head of his cock was wedged inside of Phoebe’s womb, spraying 
her insides.  Her pussy walls massaged his swollen tool, sucking the 
sperm right into her fertile womb.  Phoebe could feel the hot liquid 
spraying against her insides, filling her with his manly juices.  She 
cried out again, whole body from her nipples to her belly to her gasping 
cunt felt like it was on fire as he sprayed again and again inside of 
her.  She slammed harder against his cock, trying to fit his whole body 
inside of her.  Steve came again, filling her entire insides with his 
seed.  Her spasming pussy took every drop, bringing it right into her 
baby maker.
	Steve waited a moment after his orgasm subsided, then slowly 
pulled out of her.  Phoebe moaned as he left her, her slit feeling empty 
without him.  She looked down with tired blue eyes into Rachel’s hazel 
ones, smiling softly.  She kissed her friend gently, feeling too tired 
to move.
	"Wow," she whispered, "He’s really good.  What’s his name?"
	Rachel had just enough time to answer before Steven used the 
Inhibitor on both of them.  "I don’t know," she said.  "He raped me 
before you came, and now he’s got you pregnant too."
	"Oh,"  Phoebe said, the thought barely registering.  "Oh," she 
said again, feeling his cum swimming inside of her.  "I guess that’s why 
you didn’t know his name."  With that, Steven pressed the switch, and 
both girls left to unconsciousness.
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Subject: The Girls of Friends (2/2) (nc, mf)
Date: Sun, 21 Jan 1996 13:37:51 -0700
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See part I for the other stuff.
Next:  Monica
	"Hey, Rachel, I’m home!" Monica called out as she entered the 
house.  She looked around, seeing nothing around her but a little bit of 
water on the floor.  She sighed, grabbing some paper towels and cleaning 
the mess up.  "Come on, guys, when you make a mess, clean it-"	 She 
rose to her feet, looking towards the door of Rachel’s room.  "-up," she 
finished with a breath.
	Standing at her door was a totally naked man, with firm, well 
defined muscles and a long penis that stuck out at least a foot.  His 
hair was a light brown, with bright, green eyes that looked right at 
her.
	"I’m so sorry," he said.  "Rachel and I had gotten a little 
carried away with our activities, and we hadn’t the time to clean up."  
His voice was deep, and incredibly friendly.  Monica felt a small twinge 
appear, helped by Steve’s stimulator.
	"Oh, that’s ok," she said, fidgeting slightly in her arousal.  
"It’s just been a long cock- I mean day."  She turned around to the 
sink, hiding her embarrassment from her faux pass.
	Steve took in this ladies good looks, from her short cropped 
black her to her bright blue eyes.  She was wearing a short pleated 
skirt with a button blouse that did little to hid her well shaped 
breasts.  He started walking towards her, his long cock acting like a 
diving rod.
	Monica turned around, finding the handsome- and naked!- stranger 
standing right in front of her.  His penis was just a few inches from 
her pussy, while he stood another 10 inches away.
	"If you’ll excuse me," he said, reaching behind her.  He reached 
behind her, pulling a glass off the shelf.  His cock tilted down, 
slipping underneath her short skirt.  He stepped forward, turning on the 
sink and filling his glass.  His cock lifted up her dress, rubbing 
against her silk panties.
	Steve brought the cup to his lips, watching as the girl’s eyes 
got wide as his cock pressed right into her sweet snatch.  Her eyes 
glazed over just a moment, and he could feel her press into him.
	Monica suddenly came to her senses.  This was some guy that 
Rachel had brought home, and his large cock was pressing right into her 
cunt!  She slid to one side, smiling politely.
	"Well, I think I’m going to freshen up a little, if you don’t 
mind," she said, trying to keep her eyes off of his large cock.
	"Feeling a little tense," he asked, walking towards her again.  
He took her hand, pulling her towards him.  Monica twisted her wrist, 
cutting off the contact.
	"Really, I don’t think this is a good idea," she told him, 
feeling her anger rise.
	"You’re probably right," he said, that smile still on his face. 
 "But, I just can’t help myself."  Steve took one giant step forward, 
grabbing her shirt with both hands.  He pulled it apart, the buttons 
exploding everywhere.  She wasn’t wearing a bra, her small but well 
shaped breasts holding up fine on their own.  He pulled her too him, 
pressing those soft mounds into his chest.
	"What the hell- let me go!" Monica snapped as she tried to pull 
away.  Steve kept both hands on her blouse as she twisted, her nipples 
feeling wonderful against his naked chest.  His hard-on kept connecting 
with her skirt and panties as she moved.
	He let go of his right hand, reaching down at her panties, 
tearing them off.  Monica turned around to run, slipping out of her 
blouse as she did so.  Her heels impeded her progress, tripping her onto 
the couch.
	Steve wasted no time.  He slid up behind her, pulling up her 
skirt.  Monica tried pulling herself away, but Steve’s hands were 
already on her smooth thighs, pulling them apart and towards him.  The 
head of his penis connected with her snatch, slightly wet from the 
Stimulator, but it would have to do.
	Monica kept crying out, hoping that someone, anyone, would hear 
her and come to her rescue.  Surely that grumpy old man downstairs could 
hear her!  Unfortunately for her, Steven’s force field system prevented 
the movement of sound beyond the apartments radius, effectively 
silencing her to the outside world.  
	Steven started forcing his stiff cock into Monica’s tight pussy. 
 Her cunt hairs scraped against his penis as his head parted her pussy 
lips and started moving inside.  There was just enough moisture for his 
penetration for his tool to move in and out.  She was incredibly tight, 
and Steven almost wondered if he was going to even get inside.  Then he 
smiled to himself; of course he’d get inside.  He grabbed her breasts 
and pulled her onto him.
	Monica held a death grip onto the couch, trying too pull herself 
away.  She remembered her first fuck, when Ross had entered her room all 
those years ago and shoved his 5 inch cock into her.  She had thought 
that tiny pecker was enormous at the time.  Now, she knew true size as 
the monster started working its way inside of her.  The head suddenly 
popped into the tight ring of her cunt, the sensation threatening to 
tear her apart.
	"No- don’t do this- we’ll get the couch dirty…" she squealed as 
the long cock pushed further up inside of her.  Steven couldn’t fuck her 
like he wanted, her incredible tightness feeling wonderful, but 
restricting.  He fed her another inch, working it into her as she 
struggled.  His hands kept kneading her apple sized tits.  She would 
raise her hips every few moments to get away, her smooth thighs rubbing 
against his legs.  Then he’d pull her back down, impaling another half 
an inch of her onto his cock.
	"Damn, seems like I’m stuck in second gear," he said as he tried 
to pick up the pace.  It was going easier now, as her juices started to 
make her hole slicker every time he pressed further inside.  He was now 
able to work several inches into a steady back and forth movement, 
pressing further and further inside of her.   He started moving faster, 
feeling her body react against her will.  "Feel that, cunt?" he asked 
her as she started pushing onto him.  She would cry out every time he 
worked himself further inside of her, the pain/pleasure jolting threw 
her.
	"Oh, god, don’t do- I’m ovulating, please," she cried out as her 
pussy kept pushing back onto his prick, eating more of it with every 
stroke.  She knew that right now was the most dangerous time for her, 
that her egg was sitting inside her womb, just waiting for a man’s sperm 
to fertilize it, but she couldn’t make herself stop fucking this man.  
He had worked all but the last few inches inside of her, the enormous 
head pressing against her cervix.  A part of her kept crying out to stop 
this, to prevent herself from getting pregnant, but she was too far gone 
too notice.  All she could feel was the violation, not knowing that the 
same man who was about to knock her up had just taken care of her best 
friends.
	Steven felt his cock begin to lengthen, signaling his upcoming 
orgasm.  He pushed even harder into her, snorting air out of his 
nostrils from his exertion.  Monica had stopped struggling and started 
pressing back into him.  She couldn’t see their joined parts with her 
skirt in the way, but she could feel the large knob begin to work itself 
right into her unprotected womb.  "Don’t- not inside of me- not- in-  
side! AHHH!"  Monica cried out as the first hot spurt erupted inside of 
her, coating her inner walls.  Her body started shaking in tremendous 
orgasm, her cunt muscles milking and pulling on his cock.
	Steven kept fucking her, his orgasm burning into his mind.  His 
eyes rolled back into their sockets as he gave himself up to the 
sensations, squirting thick streams of his sperm into her, feeling her 
belly swell slightly from the enormous amounts of cum flooding her body. 
 He fell onto her, feeling the last few drops dribble into her as she 
came down from her orgasm.
	The two of them lay there for a few minutes, exhausted from 
their ordeal.  Steven recovered first.  He used the Inhibitor on her, 
putting her into a deep sleep.  He then collected his clothing, put on 
his hat, and stepped out into the night, collapsing the force field on 
his way out.  He went back to his hotel and started packing to leave 
town.
Aftermath
	Life changed for the three girls of FRIENDS, their bellies 
starting to swell through the season.  This, of course, opened up a 
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whole new line of pregnancy jokes, especially the episode when all three 
went into labor at the same time.  All three girls never told what had 
really happened, leading Chandler, Joey, and Ross to think there were 
different men and all three girls were just unlucky.
	Monica kept her child and started up a new line of baby food, 
using her picture on the cover.  While not an overnight success, her 
picture got her several modeling jobs, including a Penthouse spread that 
helped her launch her cookbook, "Cooking Naked," which _was_ an 
overnight success, thanks to the plentiful pictures for instructions.  
Her son grew up to become a world famous chef.
	Phoebe never did make it as a singer, but married a physicist 
who returned from Russia for her after discovering the first proof of 
gravitational particles, a theorem which lead to Steven’s own time 
machine a few centuries later.  They had a beautiful baby girl and 
several children after that.
	Rachel, unsure of what to do, slept with Ross a few days later. 
 After her doctor’s appointment which confirmed her pregnancy, she told 
him that he was the father.  The two of them argued about marriage, 
Rachel unsure, and Ross not wanting to turn another woman lesbian.  In 
the end, they married, the stress causing Rachel to go into labor.  
Since both Steven and Rachel were light haired with greenish to hazel 
eyes, the baby boy looked right enough to make Ross think that he was 
the father.  The only clue he had that maybe it wasn’t him was the fact 
that the child sported a 4 inch penis at birth, and grew to 15 inches by 
puberty.  He never really knew, though, and was a wonderful father and 
husband.
	And Steven?  Well, we can’t forget our hero.  He left New York 
just to make sure he wasn’t caught, his body changing his fingerprints 
and other characteristics to make him impossible to trace.  He moved 
into a little apartment building in California.
	On the corner of Melrose Place…
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