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cons

    This describes sexual acts involving a couple of
teenage girls and a prepubescent boy.  I do not
advocate attempting any of these acts.  However, I do
advocate writing down any fantasys you may have of
doing such acts.

    If you like this story (or don't) please send your
comments to EternalNight60@hotmail.com

    Alexia Finds Sarah

    by Eternal Night

    I was walking home from school, glad to be in my
own world, when someone next to me said "Excuse me."
and grabbed my hand.  I knew just from that that it was
one of Ian's people, who practically considered hands
public property.  My sudden companion was a naked girl
about my own age (forteen).  The girl was carying a new
born baby boy (also naked).

    "Are you Sarah Crawford, student of Littleton High,
student id 639247?"

    "Yes, yes, and yes.  What about it?"  I really
wanted to pretend Ian's people weren't there for as
long as possible.

    "Itsglan marblprbl."  Sarah knew this was the first
invocation of Ian, which doubtless triggered a spell
she had cast in advance.  However, nothing seemed to
happen to me or the deserted street.

    "What was that for?"

    "Privacy.  My name's Alexia."  Ian's people didn't
seek privacy for its own sake.  This was the first time
I had seen one seek it.  The name Alexia reminded me of
another Alexia, but privacy was the shocker.  Had she
arranged for the road to stay deserted?

    "What do you want that has to be secret?"

    "You don't remember my name?"

    "I know of an Alexia, but she's just a baby."

    "Where do we rear orphans?"

    I felt my blood go cold.  It was obvious.  Orphans
grew up in the floating castle with Ian, where I had
gone through an entire pregnancy while a single
afternoon had passed in the city.  I realized that my
plan to make my ovarch rites something that might as
well never have happened included a serious mistake. 
Ian had even hinted that he would rear Alexia himself.

    I felt Alexia squeeze my hand.  This is my
daughter! I thought.  Finally I said it out loud
"You're my daughter."  I thought of why I had been
sought out and told Alexia "I'm too young to be your
mother."

    "Actually, I had in mind that we'd be more like
sisters."

    I thought about it for a moment and told her "Look.
I'm trying to live in my world as long as I can.  And
even if you joined it, I don't think my parents would
understand."

    Alexia giggled.  "I've never worn clothes in my
life, and I'm not starting now.  I'll wait for you."

    "That could be months, or years."

    "I doubt it.  And I'll wait months if that's what
it takes.  But there's one more thing.  Ian said you
felt guilty for leaving me.  You don't need to.  I've
had a wonderful childhood."

    "Thanks, but I think I did it for the wrong
reasons."

    "Who the best parents are had nothing to do with
it?"

    "I knew I'd be bad, but I wasn't sure your people
would be good.  Afterword, my parents said they'd be
the worst parents anyone could have.  I'd have done it
differently if I'd heard it earlier."

    "So the right reasons did matter."  Alexia hugged
and kissed me and then spoke a couple words and a car
appeared in the street.  Alexia left and I realized I
was at least glad to not feel so guilty.  I decided
that when my world fell apart that I would try to get
to know Alexia.

    I got home and lay in my bed.  I thought about
Alexia's forecast that my world wouldn't last long. 
There had been changes.  Particularly, kids were nicer
to each other.  But I also noticed that my sexual
feelings had grown stronger and more general.  I wanted
carnal knowlege of everyone I knew.  I was pretty sure
everyone else was feeling similarly.  I realized it
wouldn't take that many people to act out their desires
to bring the world down.  In fact, it was amazing that
it lasted the two weeks.

    "Sarah!  Matthew!" my mother called.  Matthew is my
little brother.  He is nine years old and a bit of a
brat.  I've enjoyed having him these last two weeks.

    We came down the stairs and Mom told us "Pack some
clothes.  You're going to stay with your uncle Albert
for a few days."

    Matthew asked "Why?" for me.

    "Just do it.  And don't pack too much.  His
apartment is small."

    He might fit two kids in the apartment, but not Mom
and Dad.  I realized why they were sending us.  They
was afraid they would molest us.  I should have been
packing or thinking of what to pack, but I kept
thinking about the trip.  Everyone else would be
pedophiles by now, so she would have to look a long
time for someone confident of his self control.  If she
ruled out anyone who would admit to pedophilia, it
would take longer.  I realized that uncle Albert was
not a man for self control.  He had a different woman
with him every time we met him.  Mom must not have
realized that she was throwing us into the exact
situation she wanted to rescue us from.

    I had to convince her she was making a mistake.  It
wasn't because I had much trouble with being molested.
I'd been through it before.  I even figured Matthew
would handle it.  But Mom and Dad would die of guilt
once they realized what they'd done.  And they'd
probably dismiss any complaints I made as whining. 
They thought I was still ignorant of sex.

    I thought of a suitably extreme measure and packed
my clothes.  That is I packed the clothes I was wearing
into my laundry basket and left my shoes on the floor.
I slung my school backpack over my shoulders and went
down stairs.  "OK.  I'm ready to go."

    "Sarah!" my mother screamed.  My dad was there too,
and he looked up from his newspaper at me.  He looked
shocked.

    "Uncle Albert won't mind."

    "You are not going to Uncle Albert naked!"

    "Well there's option two.  I can go to one of Ian's
towers.  They won't mind my being naked."

    "You are NOT one of Ian's fiends!"

    Actually I would be welcome among them, but I
didn't contradict her.  I had a better way to shock
her.  "Actually I'd prefere option three.  I'm dressed
just right for your bed."

    "SARAH!"  But she was speachless beyond that.  I'd
guessed exactly right and she wanted to deny it but was
unwilling to lie.

    Dad finally spoke.  "I don't know how you guessed
it, but I don't think that's your point.  What do you
really want to tell us?"

    "What made you think you were the only ones?  I
know I'm changing the same way and I just bet you got a
lot of feeble excuses before you asked Uncle Albert for
help.  Which do you think is more likely: 'Uncle Albert
the paragon of self control' or Uncle Albert the
utterly imoral'?  He's not unintersted.  I guarantee
it."  I sure hoped they believed it.

    It certainly silenced them for a moment.  "I guess
we know where you really were two weeks ago." Mom said.

    "You're right."  I decided to make explicite what
they were probably going to do.  "May I suggest option
four.  You don't send us to Uncle Albert, I go up and
put clothes on, and we enjoy our traditional ways for
as long as we can.  I thought it could be years
yesterday, but now I've a feeling it's just a couple
more weeks."  I immediately regreted saying that.  At
very least I'd have to tell them about Alexia, and they
didn't need any more shocks.

    Dad answered "OK.  I'm sorry we scared you.  You
don't go to Uncle Albert.  Now please go up and get
dressed."

    Matthew was at the top of the stairs watching us. 
"What was that all about?"

    "Grownup stuff.  They wanted to get us away from
something but they would have thrown us right into it
if they'd sent us to Albert."

    He followed me into my room and watched me as I
dressed.  He asked me "Where were you two weeks ago?"

    "Ovarch of course."

    "Are you going to have a baby?"

    "No.  I already had one.  I named her Alexia and
let her be adopted."  But her father kept her I
thought.

    "You were pretty naked." he told me.

    "Thank you.  You're pretty yourself."  People were
getting less guarded.  I wondered if my parents thought
they'd let something slip.  They were probably right if
they did.  I finished putting my shoes on.  Then I
hugged and kissed him.  He'd recently stoped thinking
it was gross.

    At supper, Matthew mentioned Alexia, and I
confirmed it without adding anything new.  My parents
were relieved that they wouldn't have to deal with a
granddaughter, and I didn't tell them how mistaken they
were.

    That night, Matthew came into my room and asked to
sleep with me.  I had to tell him that it was dangerous
to sleep with another person because it caused us to
become Ian's people faster.  Matthew told me "I wish I
could have seen Alexia."  I resisted the "Be careful
what you wish for" line.  I had a feeling that if I
told Alexia that she would arrange to be seen by
Matthew.  I told him "So do I." and hugged and kissed
him good night.  He held the hug for a long time and I
knew he had an erection.  I was certainly wet.  I
wondered how long it would be before I had sex with
him.  I loved him so much.

    I was walking home from school the next day and
suddenly found myself on a deserted beach.  Deserted
except for Alexia that is.  She had her baby as well. 
"Something happened last night." she told me as she
took my hand.

    I didn't like her tracking me, but I realized that
if she hadn't restrained herself, she would know every
detail of the trouble.  I decided to leave well enough
alone.  "My parents are afraid they'll molest me and my
brother, and tried to send us somewhere safe.  But they
picked the most dangerous place they could have, and I
had to talk them out of it."

    "It must have been more than talking."

    "I had to convince them I knew what I was talking
about.  I started by showing myself naked and kept
shocking them from there.  I think they sort of
understand what's going on now."

    "What don't they know?"

    "My brother wants to get closer to me.  I don't
think they realize that.  I don't know how long it will
be before we have sex."  She knew this wasn't
considered a good thing, but she couldn't possibly
understand what my parents would think of it.

    "You have a brother?  That's wonderful.  What's he
like?"

    "There's too much to tell.  But I love him utterly.
Also when I told him about you, he wished he could have
seen you.  He thinks you're still a baby.  I'm not sure
that he should."

    "Of course he should.  If you let me look into your
house while your there, I could find him."

    "It's more that I'm not sure he'd keep it a secret
if he did."

    "Would he hurt you?"

    "A couple weeks ago, he might have.  I don't think
he would now.  It just might slip out."

    "I think it's worth a little risk.  Do you?"

    "I guess so."

    "So may I look in you house?" she asked.

    "I'll try and play with him in the front lawn. 
Anyone's allowed to look there."

    "Thanks.  I'll watch."

    "What's your baby's name?" I asked.

    "Alvin.  He has a twin sister named Suzan.  I was
going to name her after you, but Ian said she'd meet
you in a couple weeks and it would be confusing."

    So in a couple weeks I'd have a granddaughter and a
great grandchild.  I could end up with quite a family
tree.  I had another idea "Is having a child from
incest allowed for anyone? or just Ian?"

    "Anyone.  We sort of accept it happens at times,
and sometimes people do it deliberately.  It's just not
a good idea to make a habit of it."

    I realized something else "You have brothers and
sisters too."

    She laughed.  "I have so many it doesn't matter how
many.  But there's a boy named Daryl that I'm
particularly close to.  He'll be my age an a couple
more days.  Jason's not my brother, but I'm close to
him too.  Partly because he knew you."

    I was closer to Jason than to anyone else in the
world.  Jason was an eight year old orphan Ian brought
into the floating castle.  We had tried out mental
communication expecting a kind of speach.  Instead we
found ourselves exposed to each other.  Every thought I
had, no matter how stupid, petty, or otherwise
unacceptable was his to see and I saw as deep into him.
We had been so frightened that we broke it off
instantly, but somehow we found each other's minds to
be wonderful.  We decided to try it again and near the
end of my pregnancy we shared for hours at a time,
though I never stoped being afraid to do it.  "Jason
would be out now."  The time diferential would have
prevented prevented communication even if I had tried,
but we could do it again now.

    "I'm living with him.  He's waiting for you to
contact him."

    That made sense.  I was terrified to do it though.
He would be years older and might not be as accepting.
"I'm scared to do it."

    "It's your decision.  It's scary even for us.  But
there's something else I want to do if you can get home
a bit late."

    I knew what she wanted.  Ian's people have an
expression that means "He's a complete stranger."  They
say "I haven't even had sex with him."  I stroked her
hair and upper back as she took off my shoes.  I kept
doing it as she unziped my dress, and pressed my body
against hers as she lifted it off.  More hair and upper
back as she took off my bra.  Then she held me and used
her legs to push my pantys down.  Then we lay down and
sixty nined.  She was an enthusiastic lover and showed
every sign that she could keep going.  I broke it off
soon saying "I have to play with Matthew in the front
lawn, remember?"  We rinsed off in the water and let
the sun dry us.  She danced while I just sat there. 
Then I brushed sand off and Alexia insisted on dressing
me as well, which got me aroused all over again. 
Resisting Matthew's advances would be hard tonight.

    At home, Matthew and I put on swimming suits and
played in the sprinklers in the front lawn.  When he
asked why not the back, I told him I wanted someone to
see him with me so she could meet him.  My swimming
suit made me miss being naked, and Matthew wanted to go
to the back lawn to do it naked himself.  I explained
to him how I wanted to keep things normal for as long
as we could so we could remember it when we changed. 
He reluctantly accepted it.

    That night my mother went for a walk with me and
soon asked "How serious were you about going to our
bed?"

    I knew she was feeling some desire for me and
wanted to know how it would affect me.  "It's going to
happen sooner or later Mom.  I'm not having nightmares
about it."  Strangely, during Ovarch, I'd had
nightmares about being kidnapped, but my dreams about
sex had all been sweet.

    "I mean, if we had taken you up on it last night,
would you have followed through?"

    "Yes.  I would."  Actually, my body lit up at the
thought of taking Mom's clothes off and giving her
pleasure that I couldn't imagine she'd ever accepted
from anyone.  I hoped there was a side to her that I'd
never seen.

    She remained silent for a moment, and I thought she
might leave the subject for a time, but she asked
"Wouldn't you be afraid of getting pregnent?"

    "Not really.  By the time it started to show, it
wouldn't be any big deal.  Also I learned how to turn
off my overys and I haven't turned them on again."

    "Is that a trick you could teach me?"

    "Sort of.  It's a use of Ian's powers, so you would
have to become initiate to him first.  You could
probably go up to Castle Center and ask.  I think they
plan to initiate everyone eventually."  Elementery and
middle school students sometimes got field trips to the
castle, which meant bussing them to Castle Center and
sending them up to Ian, either all at once or one at a
time.

    "So I can get initiated and then you can teach me.
What's it like being initiated?"

    "You have to look into Ian's eyes from a couple
inches away and let your soul drown in them.  All kinds
of things happen to you in there and if you stay there
long enough, you get thrown out and then you're
initiated."

    "What kind of things happen?"

    That was hard for me to talk about.  "Some of them
are good, and a lot of them are bad.  The only time
I've really been raped was in his eyes.  That was a
biker gang.  Just about all of them involved sex
though.  A few times I was having sex with a boyfriend
in my room and you or Dad walked in on me.  Once I was
having sex with Matthew and you threw me out naked. 
Sometimes it was just feeling strange pains or
pleasures in my body.  It was hard to do.  Ian had just
done it to me the first time and I was kind of
determined to get something out of it."

    We walked a while in silence.  Then on the way
home, Mom asked "What about children of incest?  Surely
they don't just allow that?"

    "Actually they do just allow it.  Girls do it with
enough people that it usually doesn't happen, but it's
no big deal if they do.  Sometimes they deliberately
have a child from incest.  It's no big deal even then."

    "They don't have lots of birth defects?"

    "I think initiation from Ian changes your genes. 
But maybe they don't happen as much as we think."

    That night Matthew came into my room for his long
hug.  While he was in my arms, he told me how he and
his best friend Peter had gone into a bathroom stall
and felt each other under their clothes.  Matthew had
wanted to feel Peter's privates, but had been scared to
ask.  When he asked if he could do this with me, I
accepted, but had him stay away from privates.  He felt
my breasts once before I told him that was private for
a girl.  He didn't complain about it being unfair that
I felt his young nipples.  After he finally went back
to his bed, I masterbated.  I bet he did too.  But my
hands just didn't feel nearly as good as another person
would have.

    The next day was saturday.  I talked Matthew into
going on a walk with me with part of the truth: I
expected someone to meet us that I wanted him to see. 
We hadn't gone far when we found ourselves on the beach
again.  Matthew steped closer to me and took my hand. 
I don't blame him for being frightened.

    "Hi Matthew.  I'm Alexia.  Sarah said you wanted to
meet me."

    Matthew was speechless for a moment.  Then he asked
"How did you grow up?"

    "I grew up in the floating castle of course.  Time
flows much faster there."  Alexia had come close to us
and she stroked Matthews hair.  Matthew squeezed my had
for a moment and then decided to accept instead of
object.

    "Who's the baby?"

    "This is Alvin.  Isn't he cute?"

    "Yes!"  Matthew reached out to stroke Alvin's
mostly bare scalp.  He caught on fast.  Then he asked
"Can we swim naked here?"

    "Yes, but you should do something else first."

    I was angry that she would decide that for herself,
but also burning with lust for the boy whose hand I
held.  I also strangely felt a sense of caution and
focus, as well as strong curiosity.

    "Do what?" Matthew asked.

    Alexia asked "How do you feel about your sister?" 
The curiosity was displaced by a wave of affection and
lust.  Before we could find words to answer, she went
on "That's what I thought."

    I asked "Do you need to manipulate us like this?"

    "I won't make you do it.  But I just can't bear to
not say I think you should.  Your parents don't need to
know till their ready.  And I can to away and hang some
spells while you do it."

    "Do what?"  Alexia had droped her emotional links,
but I knew that Matthew was a bit angry as well as
curious.

    I thought hard on how to answer, but Alexia
answered "You can't really know what it is without
doing it.  There are lots of words for it but they
wouldn't mean anything to you."  She turned to me and
told me "It just feels right that you two should do it.
So right it just burns in me.  I'm going off to hang a
couple spells and you two can do it or swim naked as
you wish."  She turned and walked into the woods by the
beach.

    "Are you going to do it?" Matthew asked.

    I came near saying yes just for emotional reasons.
I wanted him badly.  But I forced myself to think about
it.  I realized that he would have some sort of sex
with Peter today if I didn't, and it would probably be
just a couple days before he tried penetration with
Peter.  I knew he wanted me too.  I finally answered
"Yes." somewhat more deliberately.

    "So what do we do?"

    "A good place to start is to take each other's
sandals off."  We did so and tickled each others feet.
I guessed right there that Matthew was a natural born
lover.  I had Matthew unzip my dress and let him
explore the bare skin beneath while I sliped my hands
under his shirt and then pulled it up.  He had to put
his hands up for me to pull his shirt over his head.  I
tossed his shirt onto his sandals and let him take my
dress off.  Then I unziped his shorts and slid them and
my hands down his legs while he stroked my hair and
back and then tickled me in my armpits.  I let him take
my bra off before I stood up again.  I could see his
erection clearly through his underwear, including a wet
spot around the tip of his penis.  He rubbed my nipples
a bit hard telling me "I'm touching your privates!"  I
took his shoulders and pushed myself into his touch and
told him "So you are."  I put my hands under his arms
and slid them down his young slender body, rubbing him
a little as I went.  He got tired of touching my
nipples and tickled me a bit on my stomach.  I sliped
my fingers and thumbs under the elastic of his
underwear and slid them down, careful to not get them
caught on his penis.  His penis was beautiful, though
the white scar around it felt more wrong than I
expected.  I told him "Now you take mine off." and he
did.  But he took his time, delighting in the feel of
my skin.  He put his hands over my labia and rubbed
there quite hard.  I almost had an orgasm right there.

    I pulled his hands away.  "Not yet.  I haven't
touched your penis yet either."  I pulled his hands up
and walked him backward till we were away from our
clothes, while he came as close as he could to feeling
my body with his eyes.  I told him "Just keep your feet
right there now." and kept moving him with his hands,
lowering him down on his back.  Then I lay down on top
of him and rubbed my body against his.  He put his arms
around me and slid them down to my buttocks and
massaged them.  I slid along him a bit till his penis
was between my thighs.  I told him to point his penis
up a bit which he did.  I slid back down, sliping his
penis inside me, suprised by the minor pain of my hymen
breaking (again).  His penis filled me, but didn't
stretch me.  I squeezed it like nice girls are supposed
to.

    He put his hands between my legs to feel what was
going on, but couldn't quite reach.  I told him "Your
penis is inside me where it belongs.  It fits into the
slit you saw."  I ground against him and started slow
humping.  He slid his hands between us, and I lifted up
for a moment to let him.  He felt my genital and soon
found my clitoris.  He pulled his hands away when I
shouted.  I told him "Sorry.  That nub's just really
sensitive.  You can touch it, but you have to be
gentle."

    "What nub?"  He hadn't felt it.

    "I'll show you later.  No, how bout you put your
hands back, just move them slowly."  I pushed myself up
on my elbows again so he could do it.

    He was timid this time.  He found it again and it
felt sweet.  "Oh!  That felt good." I exclaimed.  He
explored the area around where his penis went in a bit
more boldly and then stroked my clitoris some more till
I had an orgasm.  "Oh! Yes!  That's great!"

    I told him "Take your hand out now.  I'm going to
do that to you." and I did.  I moved against him and it
took a long time to get him to orgasm.  He told me how
he felt along the way.  Finally he told me "It's
pulsing now.  I think I'm peeing."

    "You aren't.  I'd feel it if you were."  I'd had
Jason pee inside me once to know what it was like.  I'd
felt dirty inside for a long time afterword.  A moment
later, I asked "How did you know you weren't supposed
to pee?  Most boys try it if they aren't told."

    "Actually I did.  I couldn't do it."

    "A lot of boys can't.  When you said you thought
you were peeing, I thought you knew."

    "I was just telling you.  Would it have been bad if
I did pee?"

    "Not very.  I felt dirty inside me for a long time
when I tried it, but I was all right."

    "I bet hitting your nub was worse."  He squirmed
under me shifting his penis a little.  I sliped my
hands under him and rolled us over.  Then he started
really moving his penis, while I put my legs around him
and rubbed his back and buttocks.  I had an orgasm and
then he did and collapsed on top of me.

    I let him rest a bit and then I rolled and sliped
him out of me and sat up.  He sat up as well and I was
about to teach him words for things and experiences
when he exclaimed "There's blood on my hands!"  There
was also blood on his penis, my crotch, and a patch of
bloody sand where I had impaled myself.

    "Girls start out with a sort of seal on their
vagina.  When a boy or something gets inside her the
first time, it rips and bleeds.  A lot of times it
hurts a lot too.  And when I was done having Alexia,
they put me back the way I was before my ovarch so
noone would have to know I'd been there.  It looks a
lot worse than it is."

    Then I did name parts and experiences, and Alexia
found us while we were doing it and helped with the
naming.  Then we sat on the edge of the ocean where
waves broke over us.  I realized that Matthew and I
would get sunburns.  I could tan myself, but not
Matthew.  While I got us both out of the water to dry
off, Alexia suggested initiation to Ian, and claimed to
have become initiate at six when I said he wasn't old
enough.  When I told Matthew a little of what it was
like, he decided he didn't want to try it.

    By then the sun had dried us and we put clothes on,
but Alexia decided to try tanning him with our combined
magical gifts.  It involved getting as much skin
contact as possible, so we went into the woods and
undressed again.  We pressed him hard between us and
repeated a short incantation over and over again while
pouring our powers into tanning his skin.  It worked,
but left me lying in the woods and left Alexia quite
tired too.  Alexia sent Matthew ahead to play in the
sun and water and helped me walk back to the beach. 
Matthew looked like one of Ian's people with his whole
body taned.

    While the ritual had exhausted us, it was done with
sexual energy and as we recovered, I felt my body
burning more and more with desire.  Matthew found us
sixty nining and exclaimed "Gross!"  I hoped he would
come around to it as I had, but was going to wait. 
Alexia was more forward "Come try it.  We'll suck your
penis too."  This earned us softer "Oh Gross!"

    "It's not hard.  You wiggle my clitoris with your
tongue.  It tastes kind of salty.  And Sarah needs a
rest."

    I realized I had stoped moving my tongue against
her.  I was far from recovered from the spell we had
cast, and was going sexually numb again.  I managed to
roll onto my back and saw that Matthew's penis was
pointing out and started pointing up as he said "Gross"
again.

    "Is it OK Sarah?"

    "Yeah.  It won't hurt you." I replied.

    He lay where I had been, with his back pressed
pleasently against my side.  I heard him say "Gross"
again and then Alexia tell him "There.  That feels
nice."  As they went at it, I fell asleep.

    I woke up feeling my body burning slightly.  My
face was caked with dried snot.  I realized I had
forgot to create my own tan.  I wondered how to cure a
sunburn.  I heard Alexia and Matthew talking nearby. 
Then Alexia said "Sarah's awake."  Sarah came and told
me how to make my skin regenerate.  I did so and made
the skin tan as well.  My healed skin felt good.  I
stroked part of it and found some rubbing off me.  I've
always kind of enjoyed peeling, and this time there was
a lot of it.

    I went to the water to wash and felt my sexual
desires come back with my cleanliness.  I might have
physically recovered from the spell, but the sexual
part hadn't been satisfied.  Alexia knew this of course
and soon we were sixty nining again while Matthew was
thrusting in my anus, his body pressed against my back.

    We had a wonderful, but tiring afternoon.  Alexia
also conjured up a light lunch which included many
stimulant potions to drink.  She had Matthew drink an
aphrodasiac as well, which made sense because Alexia
and I weren't going to be interested in much other than
sex for a while.  Alexia had to take breaks to feed and
bathe Alvin, and Matthew and I rested when she did so.
We were saving some potions for when we went home and
the amount that would let Alexia go nonstop for the
afternoon didn't quite do it for us.  It rained in the
afternoon, which felt wonderful after the hot sun, but
soaked our clothes.  We hung them on branches and
Alexia cast a spell to dry them out while she was
nursing Alvin.

    My lusts were not gone, but had reduced some when
we had to go home.  My clothes failed to become a part
of me almost as much as when I'd come home after having
Alexia.  We took a few stimulant potions with us and
Alexia promised to send me a spellbook that told how to
create more.  She also told us she would try to bring a
boy tomorow.  She took us all to the place she had got
us from and walked toward the nearest tower.

    "Where have you been all day!?"  Matthew and I
don't normally just go on all day walks, so she
probably knew what we had been doing.

    I told her "We walked to central, looked in a lot
of stores, ate out, looked in some more stores, and
came home.  We sort of lost track of time.  Sorry about
that."

    I could see her trying to decide if she really
wanted to hear the truth.  We were actually less sweaty
than we would have been from the walk I had described.
Finally she hugged us (for the first time in two weeks)
and told us "Just warn me the next time you do that." 
I knew that we were forgiven.

    We ate a lot at supper, because Alexia's lunch had
been light, and because when the stimulant potions wore
off, they left you hungry instead of tired.  Mom and
Dad seemed happier than they had been in weeks.  Toward
the end though, Mom asked "How tired are you two from
your walk?"

    "Not very." I answered truthfully.

    "Did you really take the walk you described?"

    "No."

    "We did something a lot better." Matthew added.

    Dad answered "If you want to do more of it, you can
come to bed with us.  Don't bother dressing for it. 
We'll dress you."

    "All right!" Matthew exclaimed.

    "Wait an hour after supper." I told him.  "It's
like swimming that way."  Mom and Dad agreed with me.

    An hour later, Dad told us it was time and Matthew
closed his book and climbed off my lap.  I realized
Alexia had given him an all day aphrodasiac.  I knew
from experience that if we did well with each other
now, Matthew would be able to sleep tonight.  I knew
I'd have to get pretty tired.

    Dad and I undressed each other while Matthew and
Mom did the same.  Our parents were suprised at our
full body tans, which led to the outing we had.  I told
them a bit without mentioning that the girl who had
taken us there was Alexia.  But Mom insisted on knowing
why she had taken an interest in us, and I explained
how Alexia was already my age and wanted a sister
figure in her life.  Our parents decided she would be
welcome in our house even if she didn't knock.  Matthew
and I were quite happy with this.

    At first Dad and I were together, and Mom and
Matthew.  But Matthew wanted to learn about sex with a
man, and I wanted to get a really good look at the
place I had come out of when I was a baby.  Mom and I
sixty nined.  I could tell Mom had never done it with
another female, but she learned fast.  Matthew
performed oral sex on Dad, and then insisted on being
penetrated anally.  I could tell it hurt him, but
Matthew insisted on going all the way.

    When I got tired, I told Mom that it was hard to
believe that I had been small enough to come out
through her vagina.

    "I can't say that you were.  It hurt more than
anything else in my life.  I had anesthesia to have
Matthew, and it was a lot better.  Was having Alexia
hard?"

    "Not like having me was, but it hurt a lot.  They
used magic to get bones out of the way, but they let my
vagina stretch on its own.  But it felt sort of good
too.  I'd like to have another child sometime."

    "I'm glad you had some help."

    Matthew and I were tired before Mom and Dad.  We
lay together and watched Mom and Dad make love for the
first time in our lives.  Then they had us take a short
shower together, which almost became sexual, and they
did the same while we lay on Mom and Dad's bed.  Mom
and Dad decided to let us sleep with them from then on,
but felt a bigger bed would be a good idea.

    The next day, Alexia and Jason summoned me and
Matthew.  When I told them what our family had decided,
they were thrilled.  After a lot of sex, we all went to
see Mom and Dad.  At Alexia's suggestion, we all got
our parent's double bed out of the house and Alexia
conjured up a big self cleaning mattress of the sort
Ian's people used in the towers.  It was so big that
one had to walk on it to get through the room.  Then
Alexia and Jason almost insisted on having sex with Mom
and Dad.  Matthew and I were too tired and cuddled
while we watched them.

    The next morning, Matthew went to go to school
naked.  He had seen one of his classmates doing the
same.  I hadn't seen such a thing in my school, but was
fairly sure that the social climate was ready for it. 
I went to school naked and found it was a bit chilly,
though other students found it under airconditioned. 
Also, I wasn't the only naked person in school, and I
was sure there would be more soon.

    It took a couple months for nudity to become normal
enough for air conditioners to be adjusted.  By then,
there had been visits from Uncle Albert, as well as
trips into the tower where Jason and Alexia lived.  In
fact, my parents were thinking of moving in with them,
which we were welcome to do.  Mom, Dad, Matthew, and
Uncle Albert had all been initiated to Ian's power, and
we were studying magic.  Alexia had been joined by her
daughter Salome, and her granddaughter Jane, who had a
son named Andrew.

    A week later, I asked Dad if I could have a child
with him, and to my suprise, he agreed.  I triggered
exactly one ovulation and quickly got pregnant.  School
let out for the summer break and did not come back that
fall.  I had a son who Dad named Karl.  I was
apprenticed to the same master parent who taught
Alexia.  A couple years later, I was encouraged to have
another child and did.  Ten years after that, I became
