Chapter 7
	
	Olivia couldn't tell if she was still dreaming or if she was partially awake, but she thought someone was sawing in and out of her pussy.  It felt big, she could feel pressure on her insides that could only come from a big cock.  She could feel tenderness, a slight pain coming from her crotch from whatever it was she was feeling.  She tried to open her eyes but couldn't, she was just too tired.  
	It felt raw inside from all the fucking she had done the previous night, hell the previous four days straight worth.  How many guys had she fucked since Steve first fucked her Wednesday, it had to be over a hundred by now.  So who was fucking her now she wondered?  She was so tired still and just wanted to sleep, just want to sleep..., she thought as she drifted back to sleep.
	There it was again, someone was fucking her again, it felt big.  It must the same cock as before she thought as it sawed into her.  She stirred and tried opening her eyes, and then it was gone, and she drifted back to sleep.
	
	Reed Johnson couldn't believe his own eyes as he came down the stairs to get his lazy son out of bed, laying on the couch were two gorgeous, mostly naked girls.  He couldn't make out the faces as he came down the stairs but the one had her shirt pulled up exposing the most amazing pair of tits he had ever seen.  The other one had little boobies but they were still cute.  Reed came around the corner to get a better look at the tits on the blond and just about shit himself realizing it was his neighbors 12 year old kid Olivia.  
	"There's no way that can be her as he stared at the tits, no twelve year old can have tits like that," he said to himself.  He reached out and grabbed one of her large breasts, it was very firm.  He kneaded it like it was a large chunk of dough, rolling the flesh around with his hand amazed at it resiliency.  
	He got down on his knees and looked closely at her pussy, it was sparsely covered with blond pubes, the labia majora just sporting a downy fuzz.  "It had to be Olivia, this pussy barely has any fur on it," he thought realizing that the magnificent body in front of him had to belong to Olivia Hastings.  
	He looked at the other girl, she wasn't as well developed, but she was cute, and her puffy pussy lips looked good enough to chew on.  	His son was fast asleep and he wondered if he could manage to stick his dick in one or both of these girls without waking them up.
He decided to start with Olivia because he figured if he was going to get busted doing it, it might as well be with the biggest prize.  He pulled his cock out of his pants, it was already hard as granite.  He stroked the head up and down her slit, collecting some of the moisture that seemed to be seeping out of it and started pushing in.  He was surprised he was able to get his big cock into the petite twelve year old, but in it went.  
	She was remarkably snug and if felt like soft velvet.  "Oh, yeah, I could get used to fucking this little pussy," he thought. All the women he had been with since his wife had died, had big ole' sloppy pussies that reminded him of the old joke, "throwing a hot dog down a hallway".  Even with his thick cock, he still couldn't find a pussy that gripped him tight, until now.  
	Olivia Hastings had a nice tight pussy that felt spectacular on his rod.  He couldn't remember a time since maybe when he was a teenager, feeling a pussy this tight.  
	Reed thrust in burying his tool to the hilt and saw Olivia start to wake up and panicked, he thrust a few more times before pulling out, deathly afraid to get caught, but at the same time not wanting to give up the sweet pussy.  Reed looked at the other girl and figured he'd give her a spin and pushed into her love nest.  
	Stacy's pussy felt incredible also, he pushed into her depths and was relieved when she didn't stir.  He picked up the pace and started really pounding into her gash.  He was ready to bust his nut in her but as he glanced over at Olivia, she realized this was second place.  
	He pulled out of the girly brunette and sunk back into Olivia, she was the prize.  He stroked into a dozen times before seemed to be waking up again, "Damn it!"   He pushed back into the brunette and really bashed her pussy with his cock, he was pissed now, he wanted to cum in his beautiful neighbor but she kept waking up. 
	"I know, I'll fuck this one until I'm just about to burst and then slam it into Olivia as I cum," he thought.  True to his word, he fucked the brunette hard until he could feel is cum welling up preparing to shoot.  He quickly pulled up out Stacy and slammed into Olivia just as his seed came pouring out.
	Olivia was just on the verge of waking up when suddenly she felt the mysterious cock pile into her pussy and begin pulsing.  Her eyes shot open and she was surprised to see Steve's dad with his cock buried to the hilt in her pussy.
	"Mr. Johnson?" Olivia inquired.  
	"Oh shit," he said as he yanked his still spurting cock free from her love nest.  
	"No, don't go" she shouted back at him.  "Put it back in," she added.  
	"Huh?", he responded, not really sure he heard her right.  
	"It feels so good, put it back in," she demanded.  
	Reed Johnson shoved his cock back in as it finished its last few throbs, his seed already spent.  Her pussy felt like a clamp on his wilting cock. Olivia could feel his erection waning and wanted it back to its previous condition.  
	"Here, you sit here," she said standing up in front of him, pointing her vacated spot on the couch.  Reed sat down and Olivia immediately went to work deep-throating his wilting rod.  
	Reed Johnson always thought he had pretty good recuperative powers when it came to his erections, but he had never had a Hoover like Olivia Hastings on his cock before.  She had him hard again in no time.  
	"That should do the trick," she said as she climbed onto the couch and straddled his lap.  She guided the tip of his cock to her entrance and sat down, impaling herself on his thick rod.
       "Ahhhh, that feels so nice Mr. Johnson, I'm glad you're my neighbor so we can do this all the time," she said as she stroked up and down.  
	Despite riding cock for hours on end the previous eighteen hours, Olivia wasn't done yet as she plowed herself onto the meat pole between her legs.  Her finger tips rubbing her clitty as she bucked her hips in rhythm.
	"Olivia, I assume your mother doesn't know anything about this, does she?" he asked.  
	"No sir, and please don't tell her," she grunted as she impaled herself on his tool over and over again.  
	"I'm sure we can keep her in the dark about this if you're willing to play ball," he added.  "I have some friends who would love to meet you some time and your cooperation could be mutually beneficial to both of us," he continued.  
	"Sure, that's ok, whatever you need," she moaned as her orgasm neared its release.  "Can I bring Stacy along to meet your friends?" she asked.  "She really likes to fuck too," she sighed as she felt her orgasm break over the top and flood her body with the rush that only a good cum can do.  Her contracting pussy muscles bringing Reed to his climax also and he dumped his second load into her moist slit.
	Reed got up off the couch and brought Olivia up out of the basement into his kitchen.  "Olivia, do you mind explaining what the hell just happened and how you ended up in my basement naked?  He was still feeling a little guilty about getting caught with his dick in her twat, but after the way she fucked him back, not so much now.
	Olivia explained what had happened over the last two or three days with Steve and with some of the things he had her do.  Reed listened and as he did, the wheels started turning.  "We have a sex slave in the making here and she is willing to let us do anything we want with her," he thought.  
	"Olivia, would you mind posing for a few pictures for me, I'd like to show them to one of my friends to see what he thinks?" he asked.  
	"Sure, what do you want me to do?" she asked.  "And what time is it?"
	"Eight in the morning."
	Olivia groaned, she'd only had two hours of sleep, and only two hours to recover from all her previous fucking.  At least she still had time before she needed to be home.  Her mother would still be asleep and would be for another hour or two, so she wouldn't be calling her wondering when she'd be coming back from her Stacy's house.
	"Follow me," he said.
	Grabbing an assortment of things, Reed escorted the pre-teen to his bedroom and positioned her on the bed.  He got his camera out, a nice Nikon digital SLR and proceeded to instruct the girl on how he wanted her to pose.
	"First thing I want is a few spread-leg shots, pull on your nipples a little, that's it, keep going," he said as she followed his directions, adjusting this way and that.  "Ok, let's do some insertion shots, I want to get shots of you putting stuff in your pussy, I want you to pull your pussy lips open then when I signal, push whatever I tell you to, into your pussy.  I want you to move around all the while keeping each object jammed in as far as you can comfortably can.  At the end of each shot with each item, I want you on your hands and knees with your ass in the air, your back arched downward so you pussy is arched up, got it?"  
	"I think so, just tell me as we go if I'm not doing it right," she said.
	"Now start with pulling your pussy lips apart," he instructed, as he flashed numerous shots of her spread wide, her trim pussy lips opened invitingly revealing her pink loveliness.  "Oh perfect, there's still a little cum leaking out, let me get some shots of that," he said clicking away.  
	Olivia was turned on by the attention and reached down and scooped the glop of cooling cum and toyed with it as it ran down her finger.  She then proceeded to invert her finger and positioned the finger over her mouth, watching as the congealing glob slowly slithered down her finger and dropped into her mouth.  
	"Hold onto it, don't swallow it just yet, I gotta check something," he said as he quickly reviewed his last few shots.
  	"Awesome, I got a shot of the drop just as it fell, it looks like it's suspended in mid air," he said excitedly.
	"Now see if you can get your finger tips in there and spread yourself open really wide," he said.  
	Olivia had never tried pulling her pussy open before, it felt a little different, she could feel the coolness of the air creep into her sex.  It was something new to try, she found it very erotic exposing her most private parts to the camera knowing that strangers were going to be seeing inside her.  When it came to sex, she was willing to try anything.
	"Pull harder girl, more, more, now you're getting there," he said as could get a fairly good view into her tunnel.  Olivia felt like she was ripping herself open, she was pulling so hard on her pussy trying to please Mr. Johnson as he snapped picture after picture.
	"Ok sweetie, let's start out easy, start with this," he said handing her a banana.  "Here's some lube, if you need it," he said.  
	"My pussy is always wet, I doubt I'll need it," she replied as she inserted the banana until just the stem was sticking out.  
	"Great now pull it out slowly and then pause and put it back in," he directed her to adjust her positions.  The last shots were of beautiful Olivia on her hands and knees with two inches of a Chiquita banana poking out of her quim.
	"Now start pulling the banana out and when you get near the end, pull it out quick, I want to get a shot of the gape before your pussy closes up.  
	
	"Shit, missed it again," he cursed as he missed the gape for the fifth time.  
	"Do want me to stick it in again?" she asked.  
	"Nah, your pussy is just too tight and elastic, let's move on," he said handing her a kitchen whisk.
	Olivia quickly inserted the smooth metal handle into her juicy pussy.  
	"Sorry honey wrong end," he said.  
	Olivia looked down at the bulbous mass of thin steel wire, wondering how she was going to get that mass of metal in her pussy.
She managed after several uncomfortable minutes, to wedge the two and a half inch diameter mass of wires into her snatch.  She pushed the whisk in two more inches and stopped.  She looked down and could see her inner tissues between the wires.  She could see straight down into her gash and was amazed at what it looked like inside.
	Reed took several dozen shots in close of the gaping cavern the whisk had created in her tunnel.  The kneeling shots were beautiful with the mass of metal sticking out from behind her.
	"Here, this is next," he said handing her a can of Red Bull.
  	Olivia giggled thinking back to yesterday on her way to church when she thought about the Red Bull can in her mother's car, wondering what it would feel like in her pussy.  Now she was going to find out.
It was very rigid and cold and stretched her out, and then it was on the next item.
	Olivia was surprised every time Mr. Johnson returned to the room with another item, each stranger than the last.  He had her stick into her pussy just about everything he could that could fit, and some things that shouldn't have fit, but she jammed in there anyway despite the pain.  It made Stacy's list of inserted objects pale in comparison.
	Reed raided the fridge and used every fruit or vegetable he could find and then raided the kitchen junk drawer grabbing multiple pairs of scissors, a stapler, a stack of rulers, and a jumbo 48 pack of Crayola Markers.  The little vixen managed to wedge twenty-two of the markers into her snapper before they started popping out due to the extremely tight squeeze.
	He grabbed an empty clear pop bottle and a narrow drinking glass, and brought those in for her to insert.  He loved the view of the inside of her pink pussy when she had the glass stuck all the way into her tube.  You could clearly see the end of her canal and the opening of her cervix.
	"I wonder what it would take to open up her cervix?" he wondered.  He was suddenly inspired by something he remembered reading a long time ago.
	Reed raided his closet full of sporting goods next having her stuff a tennis racket handle up her twat, two sleeves of golf balls, the narrow end of a baseball bat (she tried the fat end but just couldn't get it in), and two golf clubs, grip end in, at the same time.  
        He raided his tool box bringing in pliers, wrenches, screw drivers, a hammer, and a gigantic pipe wrench.  Olivia took them all, stuffing every object into her pussy, but it wasn't the same, it was tedious, boring, and not giving her much pleasure.  What she really needed was a hard cock to tease her inner tissues with its warmth and supple friction.
	"Only two more things I want you to do and then we're all done," Reed said.
	He brought in a big bag of marbles and a 2" length of PVC pipe.  "Stick the pipe into the entrance of your pussy and I think you can figure the rest out yourself," he instructed.
	Olivia hefted the bag of marbles, it was huge, about as big around as a grapefruit.  Olivia slipped the pipe into her pussy and opened the bag of marbles and started feeding them down the pipe.  
	She could feel the cool marbles sliding down her chute as they came to rest against her cervix.  The bag gradually emptying as she filled her tube with the glass spheres.
	"That's all I can fit," she said gesturing at the remaining third of the bag.  
	"You can fit more," was all he said.
	She packed one marble after another down the chute, stretching her insides more than she thought she could.  She was thinking of the grapefruit- sized marble bag, envisioning the inside of her pussy being that stretched out.  The PVC tube was being pushed out by the mass lodged in her pussy.
	He took a few dozen pictures including close-ups of the mass of marbles.  
	"Now take out the tube."
	Olivia's pussy closed up around the mass of marbles leaving her feeling bloated.  The pressure she felt in her abdomen made her feel like she had to take a really big shit.  The opening of her pussy was visible and if you looked closely, you could make out the closest three of four marbles.
	"Hold that in there until I get back," he instructed.
	Olivia felt like her insides were going to burst.  She cupped her hand against her vulva and it was distended from the pressure.  It seemed like Mr. Johnson had been gone for a good ten minutes and she was getting bored waiting for him to return.  She couldn't help rubbing her palm up against her slit as she held the marbles in.  Despite all the action she had given her pussy lately, the stimulation still felt amazing and she couldn't hold back from gently rubbing her clitty as a she heard a noise coming from the kitchen.
	Olivia heard the distinctive "ding" from a microwave followed by footsteps coming down the hallway.
	"Still got all the marbles in there kid?"
	"Yeah, but it's really uncomfortable, I feel really bloated," she said, noticing for the first time what he was carrying.  He had a glass of milk, a turkey baster, a rod, and a canvas bag.
	What's the milk for?"
	"It's for the last set of photos.  I don't know if this is going to work or not.  I read it in a book once and it is was erotic as hell."
	"Stand up and let the marbles fall out," he said.
	Olivia stood and pulled open her pussy lips to allow the marbles to spill out.  They trickled out a few at a time creating a little water fall of glass beads.  She could feel the pressure in her vagina reduce immediately and it felt a great wave of relief.  She had to jump up and down a little to get the last ones to slide down, her tits bouncing delightfully from her actions.
	"Okay lay back and pull your knees up to your chest and spread your legs wide.  Ok, I'm going to put the PVC tube back in, just stay like that," he said.
	Olivia could feel his finger pull her pussy open and the edge of the tube pushed into her pussy followed by the rest of the tube opening her up.  She had gotten used to the presence of the tube and so it wasn't uncomfortable.  
	She saw a light glance off the ceiling and looked down to see Mr. Johnson shining a flashlight into her pussy and in his hand was some kind of rod.
	She felt something poke up against the bottom of her pussy, and then felt a pressure from whatever he was poking her with.  "Mr. Johnson, what are you doing, that kinda hurts?" she said.
	"I'm just trying to open up your cervix with this knitting needle."
	"You're what!" she said excitedly hearing the work needle and suddenly getting very worried.
	"Relax, it's going to feel a little weird but it shouldn't hurt too much.  The knitting needle has a rounded tip and it tapers out so it won't stab you or anything."
	Olivia felt the pressure increase and then felt something pushing into her.  It was an entirely different feeling.  Then the pressure was gone.  She glanced down again and saw him pull the knitting needle from between her legs.  
	"Whew," she sighed, relieved that the pressure was gone.
	"Cool, it's staying open," she heard him say.  Her relief was short lived as she saw him stick the turkey baster down the middle of the tube.
	She could feel the plastic device descending down her tunnel until the tip butted up against her cervix.  Then the pressure returned, only with greater force.
	Olivia looked down and saw him pushing on the end of the baster, rotating it as he pushed.  The tapered end of the baster gradually prying open the tight muscular ring of her cervical opening.
	Reed was able to finally get the baster into her uterus up to the full width of the baster tube, about a one inch diameter.
	"Awesome," he said as he removed the hardware from her pussy and grabbed the tube of lube. "Stay like that," he said as he lubed up his cock and then aimed it at her gash.  He pushed into her, sinking to her silky depths.  He could feel the opening of her cervix against his cock head and pushed.  After six or seven thrusts against her cervix, he could feel the tight muscle give a little and the tip of his cock was in.  
	It was like a little mouth nipping on the end of his cock.  Reed pushed into the entrance to her womb repeatedly until he could get the whole head of his cock into her her womb.  It was so incredibly tight, he was only able to piston into her womb about a dozen strokes before he felt his balls swell and erupt directly into her baby maker.
	Olivia felt Mr. Johnson cumming and realized that he was doing so right into her womb.  For the first time she worried if she could get pregnant as there was no doubt that she had just been directly fertilized.
	Reed Johnson climbed off the young beauty and said, "stay like that, I want to make sure it all stays in there."
	He grabbed the baster tube and the glass of milk and this time the end of the tube slipped easily past her cervix up to it's full one inch diameter.  He pulled the tube out of her womb but left it just inside her tunnel and used the tube to pour some of the warm milk directly into her pussy.
	Olivia could feel the warm liquid as it poured into her vagina.
	"That must be the milk," she thought as the milk seeped down her vaginal walls and then into her womb.  She felt his weight lift off the bed and she looked up and saw him retrieve the pipe and the bag from the bureau, the bag was moving!
	Reed stuck the pipe back into her vaginal opening and then retrieved a slender snake from the bag, it was a little more than a foot long.  He approached the bed with the snake and his camera.
	"What are you doing?" she asked nearly hysterical as she was scared to death of snakes.
	"Like I said before, I read it in a James Patterson book and I always wanted to know if it would actually work."
	"If what would work?"
	"Watch and see," as he proceeded to poke the snakes head down the pipe into her pussy.
	Olivia could feel the smooth little head wiggling against her pussy walls and then start to wiggle further down her tunnel.  She was doing her best not to freak out.  She knew he would never do anything to deliberately harm her.
	Reed was amazed as he watched the small snake wiggle and undulate its length into her pussy, attracted by the warmth and the sweet smell of the milk.  He snapped photo after photo of the small snake writhing around the inside of the girls pussy.
	Olivia could feel something alive slithering around inside her.  	She couldn't tell what it was doing, but she wasn't in any pain and if felt kinda weird in a good way.  The snake was slithering around trying to detect where the sweet smell was coming from.
	Olivia could feel the little snake head poke through her cervix and then experienced the weird sensation of the snake sliding into her womb as it coiled up into a ball inside of her.  
	She was starting to panic about the fact that a live reptile was currently burrowed in her uterus.  "How the hell am I going to get that thing out of there!" she worried.
Reed snapped picture after picture of the snake disappearing down into her womb.  "Fucking amazing," he said.
	"Uh, Mr. Reed, how do we get it out?"
	"Relax, it was just attracted by the warmth and the sweet milk and there was air in your pussy because of the tube.  All I gotta do is take out the tube, and when the air supply gets low, he'll slither out.  As long as he doesn't suffocate and die first."
	"Die!  Inside me!  What if that happens?"  She was starting to panic about how to remove a dead reptile from her uterus, when she felt a powerful feeling emanating from within her womb.  The sensation was overpowering as the little reptile slithered around rubbing up against her senstive uterine walls.  Her senses were on overload, the feeling from her uterus was blasting her whole body with a sensation she couldn't pinpoint, it wasn't pain, and she didn't think it was pleasure, but it was building and building fast.  The little snake thrashed about inside her womb as the small amount of air that was in there ran out.
  	It's movements triggered a gigantic orgasm that raced through her body, one she didn't know she was capable of experiencing, and then everything went black. 

	Reed was unprepared for the monumental response she had to the the presence of the snake.  Olivia had screamed out and then she thrashed around for a brief second before going completely limp.  He could do nothing but watch in amazement at her actions.  He looked down at the tube poking out from her pussy and spotted the little snake's head poking out.  
	Reed grabbed the little snake and gently pulled him free.  "That was so cool, I never thought in a million years I get to try something like that, thanks Olivia," he said to her unconscious form.
	Olivia came around a few minutes later and looked up at Reed still holding the snake.
	"What happened?"
	"I don't know, you had some kind or huge orgasm and then you blacked out.  What did it feel like?"
	"I can't describe it, but it was definitely the strangest thing I've ever felt.  It was kinda thrilling, I don't know if I'd call it fun, but the orgasm was beyond words," she said.
	"Would you be up for some more thrills?"
	"Sure, I guess, what did you have in mind?"
	
	Reed and Olivia spent the next hour making gentle love in his bed while Stacy and Steve slept downstairs on the couch.  It was a beautiful experience that she didn't realize could be a part of sex.  So far sex had been fast, hard, and at times rough.  This was delicate and slow.  She took the time to explore his body and his parts, finding out areas she could caress that would please a man.
	Reed did the same to Olivia, instructing her in all the ways he knew, to please a woman's body.  It was sensual and she loved it. 
She now knew both sides to sex, the sensual and the brutal side of it where you took your pleasure from the other, instead of giving it willingly.  She loved both sides and her new sensual experience gave her a new sexual weapon which she could use whenever she needed it.  	She felt she was the complete lover now, with an arsenal of sexual weapons, ready to take on the male population.  Oh, did she a have a lot to learn still.
	Olivia and Reed heard stirrings from the basement and got up to find Steve and Stacy.  He handed her a long shirt to put on and he, a pair of shorts, sans underwear of course, it ran in the family.
	As the two descended the stairs, they heard the familiar sound of springs creaking, only to find Stacy on her back with Steve pounding into her pussy, Stacy grunting away under his weight.
	"Morning, you two," Olivia called out.
	Looking up Steve saw his father following behind her.
	"Dad, I didn't...uh, I mean..." Steve stumbled trying to extricate his cock form Stacy's slit and grabbing a blanket to cover them both up.
	"Now settle down son, Olivia explained everything to me and I understand you got a nice little black-mail scheme going here.  Well, guess what, your plans are changing, we're sharing these two lovely girls as I think you need a little guidance here.  At the rate your going, these two lovelies are going to be fucked out pieces of discarded meat before they're even old enough to drive.  You can't have them fucking thirty or more guys a night, they'll be diseased and dead before you know it."
	"Ok, dad, I guess I never thought of it that way, I just saw the money I was getting and lost sight of that stuff."
	"Thirty guys a night, we had way more than that last night, didn't we Steve?" Stacy asked.
	"I'll check," as he grabbed for his phone.
	"Money?  How much have you made, and how'd you make it?" his dad asked.
	"I haven't checked to see how much Alfred gave me, but 10 G's from the porn shop and the clothing store," Steve said as he flipped through the collection of photos on his phone.
	"Holy shit, you're a helluva pimp!  But like I said, there's ways do handle this correctly, that's where I come in," he said.
	"Uhh, Stacy, including the biker guys, I'm guessing forty of them, plus the bums in the alley, that adds eighteen to the total."
	"Bums in the alley, when was that?" she asked.
	"After we left the bar, we thought you needed more dick in you so we laid you on a blanket and let them go at you," Olivia added.
	"Olivia, it looks like you had twenty-six bums."
	"If you add that all up, I think you tied, each at a hundred and thirty-one," Steve said.
	"Does that include me?" Mr. Johnson asked.
	"Nope that makes 132 since yesterday morning," Olivia replied.
	Stacy grabbed at Mr. Johnson's shorts and pulled them down quickly, latching her mouth onto his organ.
	"I guess the little lady has a competitive edge to her," he laughed as she swallowed his cock down her throat.
	Olivia dressed in one of the new outfits from the clothing store, a snug white t-shirt, a bikini top and a pink mini-skirt, it was as modest as she could put together.  She didn't bother putting anything on under the skirt because she still had some of Mr. Johnson's cum still leaking out and also because she was getting pretty used to not wearing any.  She wanted to get home as soon as she could, she needed the rest, and she needed to take her pills.
	Olivia poked her friend in the arm trying to get her attention while she rode up and down on Mr. Johnson's big cock.
	"I'm going home now, are you coming?
	"I'm not getting off this marvelous thing until he pry's me off," Stacy said while grinding her pussy down onto the shaft of a grinning Reed Johnson.  "Plus I need to get home too after this and take my pills."
	"What are the pills for?" Steve asked from the other couch, a video camera in his hand.  At his father's request, he was filming the brunette pre-teen as an audition of sorts.
	"They're my boob pills.  Olivia's doctor gave them to me to help make my boobs grow, I think they're also why I'm so horny all the time."
	"Really?  Are they working, I mean, have they grown a lot?"
	"Well as of two days ago, all I had were nipples and now I have actual boobs, and they seem to be getting bigger every day."
	And indeed they were, Steve had thought it was just his imagination, but they were visibly bigger now than when he first saw her naked fucking Phil two days ago.  He was also wondering if that explained Olivia's sudden growth and sudden insatiable horniness.  
	"I think I need to have a conversation with this doctor," he thought.
	"Well, it's my mom's one day off this week and I plan on spending it with her," Olivia said.
	"Have fun with your mother today dear, we'll be around if you need us," Reed said as he gave a particularly hard thrust up into Stacy's cunt, eliciting a deep groan from the girl.

~~ end of chapter 7 ~~
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