Chippewa Highlands ch-11
After my first adventure in the basement with all of those little white creatures, things in the Highlands settled down into a smooth, uneventful routine. Mickey and I had our usual morning and late night sessions and I screwed a different boy five days a week. I noticed that my client assignments had dropped off to virtually nothing and I wondered why. Then, one day, Blaize told me why none of the girls had been sent outside the Highlands.
"In just a very few days, Jane, you and all of the rest of us will gather to escort Wilma into the Middle World. It has been so long since any of us were consigned to that punishment that none of us has participated in the ritual so it will be a learning exercise for us all.
In addition, our bellies will be relieved of the gestating beings we have been carrying."
"Do you mean that all of us were impregnated at the same time for just this reason?"
"Yes that is the way these things are handled although I will admit that combining creature deliveries with a transformation ceremony is a little strange. We are taking it for granted that you have met with Aleeta and have some basic knowledge of the conditions of the Middle World."
"I have met her, but that is just about all I know of her condition."
"Just try and be relaxed and remember that we all are doing this for the first time."
Two days later, five naked females met in the center of the Highlands and marched purposefully up to what had been Wilma's house. Wilma's daughters met us at the door and escorted us up to the bedroom area. Blaize seemed to have become our leader by default.
"We who comprise the sisterly escort for our friend, Wilma, will first shower in order to remove most of the traces of the Real World from our bodies. Once we have completed our cleansing, we will each partake of a magic potion and then we shall proceed to the place of incarceration in the Middle World. Once we are there I have been told that the little people will take over the ceremony. Let us begin!"
As soon as the last one of us had showered and cleansed her body, we were greeted by Wilma's daughters and each of us was handed a cup of some very dark liquid. We soon dispensed with our portions of that liquid and we then proceeded down into the basement. As we progressed I knew that I was beginning to feel the effects of our libation. I was getting light headed and my craving for sex was increasing in strength and urgency. The basement was remarkably similar to mine. When we reached the large cavern - similar to the one in which I had met Aleeta - we were presented with the body of Wilma. She was standing upright and with her hands clutching her tits and her eyes staring off into nothingness.
As was their usual wont, the little white people appeared suddenly and without warning. Each of us was given a second cup of liquid and, after some tittering and joshing, we each quaffed down the liquid. I knew at once that we were being drugged for the walls of this underground cavern were beginning to look as if they were decorated with  millions of bits of reflecting glass.
We were placed on our backs on the cavern floor  in a semi-circular fashion.  I was still alert enough to realize that we were lying in the same relation to one another as our houses were positioned inside the Highlands. I was on the far right edge of the group with my left hand holding Blaize's right wrist and with our feet touching. Next to Blaize lay Karine; then Betty and, finally Joy. By the time I digested this arrangement that insidious liquid was really beginning to work on me and I was beginning to hallucinate. I saw images of previous Highland girls cavorting and engaging in various sex acts on and about the ceiling of the cavern .
A mass of the little creatures gathered about the body of Wilma and began shackling her arms and legs to huge chains that disappeared somewhere behind her. As soon as they had finished this shackling, those little creatures disappeared. For what seemed like the longest time, this tableau remained - unmoving and seemingly unaware - of the surroundings. Abruptly, the figure of Wilma began to speak.
"You, my sisters of the Real World, have gathered to escort me in my journey into the Middle World. I am thankful for your company. I am Oohlat who was once Wilma your Real World sister. Now I am a Middle World guide."
As she was speaking,  Oohlat began to rise in the air. The chains that bound her arms and legs were tightening - drawing her up higher and higher. Then the chains began moving away from Oohlat's  body  pulling her into a more extreme crucifixion position. I - and I am certain each of the others - heard Oohlat's arms and hips being pulled from their sockets until her arms and legs extended horizontally from each side of her body. This was the same condition that Aleeta had been in when I first encountered her.
Somewhere, from the deep recesses of this cave, the sound of little voices began a chant. It sounded as if they were chanting, `Monga, Monga, Monga'. From the darkness surrounding us, a huge figure emerged. It was a monster from the depths of hell. It was easily three times larger than Oohlat or any of us for that matter. Two curved horns extended from a block-like head and the eyes in this awful head were solid lights that shone all about us as the monster looked at each of us. His whole body was of a red color. This color was what one would see when looking into a fire. His manhood was easily three or more feet long!
The monster took up a position behind Oohlat and - grasping her buttocks - pulled her so that her vagina was directly above that gigantic phallus. Slowly and deliberately, he began lowering Oohlat onto that terrible instrument.
Oohlat screamed as Monga's monstrous cock began the penetration of her body. At first, it was a scream of terrible pain and agony, but then it slowly morphed into a scream of pleasure. It was apparent to me that she was completely spit upon that massive cock. Her belly convulsed as what could only be an unholy orgasm tore into her body and she told us of her plight. 
"I am riven! The pleasure wand of the Middle World has driven into me to its extreme! I am filled!"
And she looked down upon us and smiled!
There was a decided gasp from our group for another very strange event was simultaneously taking place. The five us, like some macabre chorus were slowly lifting up off the floor to a height of about two feet. We each were floating free of any support. We were laying in some kind of a sloping position so that our faces were looking directly at the ceiling. I noticed that the ceiling had taken on a mirror-like appearance and I could easily look directly down into my slit opening. Our bodies, without breaking our connections, began a grotesque dance circling, weaving in and out and raising and lowering. Then, abruptly, we stopped - each with her arms spread wide and her legs open as far as possible.
Once more the little creatures appeared and took their positions around us. I, like all the others was intently watching these little creatures in the reflecting ceiling. Five of them stood - one between each of our legs -  and they then began blowing into our open vaginas. To this day, I do not know how I knew that my vaginal passage was open and my birth canal was displayed to this tiny creature, but that was my condition! As this little creature continued to exhale into my very insides, I saw my belly beginning to rise! In just a few brief moments, my belly was as large as that of a Real World nine-month pregnant female. It was huge!  I tried to keep my eyes glued to the eyes of Oohlat but, when that creature thrust both of its hands into my very guts and began scrabbling about, I could not look away from what I was seeing on the ceiling.  I wasn't experiencing any pain - just a huge discomfort. The hands and arms of the little creature were extended into my vaginal canal so far that each of her arms up to the elbow was not visible. Oohlat began to speak again.
"Now you - my Real World sisters - may look into and experience the Middle World. I shall be your gateway to this new experience. Here, in the Middle World, what you took to be true in the Real World may not be so and what you considered to be impossible is no longer so. Your bodies are being  stripped of your contribution to the demon population of the Highlands. See how your spawn is dug out of your cunt? Isn't that remarkable? You are now free to engage in wild, ribald sex with man or beast or flora. As proof of this, enjoy these representatives of the master and fill your bellies with their phalluses."
A deep silence prevailed in the cavern and I, like the others, was wondering what lay in store for us next. Then a faint sound reached my ears. It sounded like a host of men chanting and marching in step! At last, I could discern that the chanting of these unknown and unseen beings was the same as that the little creatures had voiced as they marched to our birthing. The chant consisted of a constant repetition of the single sound, `Monga' repeated over and over.
Five monsters emerged from one of the side passageways and marched over to where they were each standing directly in front of our splayed open legs. My eyes were focused on the image reflected on the ceiling of the huge phallus exhibited by the monster facing my open cunt. I was very apprehensive of just what this portended for us. 
For several moments, nothing happened and then the monsters took up their chant again only this time I could not understand their words. I could tell that there was some kind of rhythm to their chanting. At a certain point in their chanting, there was a dramatic note and, at this time, the monster in front of me moved closer to me. The volume of their chanting increased steadily until it was almost a crescendo and then there was a mighty yell from all of their throats. Simultaneously, they jammed their phalluses into our cunts until we were belly-to-belly! I, for one, was completely filled with cock!
They stood like this for some time and then they began fucking us. Only this was not a normal style of fucking. I stared up at the picture reflected upon the ceiling and watched unbelievably as that massive cock disappeared inside of my cunt! How that could happen without ripping my guts apart was impossible. I thought to myself, `Is this one of the impossible events that can occur in the Middle World?' Perhaps this is what Oohlat was telling us. Or was it?
 Their routine had a definite rhythm to it! For some time, the only sounds were the grunts of the monsters and the various screams and yells of us girls. The air was filled with, `ooh's, aah's , no's, ugh's, and my own, Ohmy's! Then, as their fucking continued, a pattern became discernible. This pattern was highlighted by the sudden sound of Oohlat's voice! She was singing! And, as her singing rang out throughout the cavern, I detected what was occurring.
The five of us girls were being fucked in time with a certain rhythm and the combination of our individual voices and utterings merged to produce an unintelligible music. We were singing the eternal song of beastly, guttural, inhuman sex!
 The monsters were playing our bodies as if they were cunt-keyboards! When their fucking slowed so did our exclamations and then, when they picked up the tempo, we were uttering undecipherable sounds and un-imaginable syllables in time with their music!
The monster tempo built once again to a massive crescendo and, as it reached a crashing climax, the five of us were each ripped by an unearthly climax. Electrical charges raced throughout my body and I screamed in extraordinary pleasure-pain. The picture on the cavern ceiling faded from view and I passed out!
When I came to, I was still lying flat on the floor. The bodies of three of my companions were scattered around the floor in various kinds of obscene positions. None of them showed any signs of recovering. 
My vision had not yet returned to normal and, when I attempted to rise, my head began to swim so I quickly lay back down. By staring up at the ceiling, I slowly began to reorganize my thoughts. Finally, I felt certain enough of my surroundings that I could again attempt to get up. This time I was successful enough that I could get to my knees. I began crawling towards the place where the stairs from Wilma's .....oops!...Oohlat's house led up to the kitchen. I climbed the stairs one at a time on my hands and knees.
"I had begun to think you and the others were never going to make it. Help yourself to a glass of brandy. That will lift your spirits, enliven your limbs and cast a golden glow upon the events of today."
I turned my head in several directions before I located the speaker. It was Blaize.
"Perhaps it is just as well that you are the first to return to the Real World. There are some things that you should know. First off, the organization that runs this unholy place has decided that I shall take Wilma's place and move into this house. Until this very moment, it was never been made clear that one of us must always occupy this house and tend to the sex-rousing vine. This, of course, means that my house is now empty. It was suggested that your daughter might just be ready to move permanently into the Highlands. What do you think of that?"
"Personally, I would like it very much, but I'm not at all certain that Janet is yet ready to give up her outside life. I will definitely ask, but don't be too disappointed if she declines the offer. Your moving implies that someone new will be taking over your place. Any indications of just who that might be?"
"None whatsoever. It is just possible that the organization has someone or several some ones in mind. I'm certain that we will know soon enough. As far as Janet is concerned, Ted has assured me that, if you can talk her into it, the house is hers."
"How much time do I have to talk to Janet?"
"Ted said that they will hold the deal open for a reasonable time, but just how long that is - well I just don't know."
"What about the girls?"
"I am keeping Alice here with me and Joy has volunteered to take May. The loss of one of our girls brings up another problem. Until someone moves into my house, we shall be one boy too many. So, I will make up a new list of assignments and each girl will accommodate two boys on one of her days. How does that sound to you?"
"You know me, Blaize. I could take on two boys every day of the week and enjoy the added attention!"
"Sorry Jane, but I think that you are not the only one who feels that way. You will just have to make do with your regular one a-day until your double day comes around. Now, getting back to the subject of your daughter, I wouldn't wait too long before asking her. We don't know what plans the organization has, but I'm certain they won't let that house remain vacant for too long. There is one thing that is working in our favor however."
"And what is that?"
"There just aren't very many females that have our ...uh.. gift for sex. Finding someone may not be all that easy. Hello, here are our remaining pussies. I thought you pussies were never going to make it. Please girls, help yourselves to some brandy. I have just been telling Jane about the possibility of an offer being made to her daughter to move into my old house and this gives me an opportunity to ask the rest of you if there are any objections to that. "
In a somewhat groggy manor, the three of them each shook their heads.
"I do have one question, Blaize."
"And what is that, Karine?"
"I have been told over and over again that having sex with that special vine would prevent me from getting pregnant, but, unless I am mistaken, those little white creatures ripped a fetus right out of my belly! How could this be?"
Blaize chuckled and then began her explanation, "Karine you are not the only one who was upset about this occurrence. What was never explained to all of us was that the pregnancy prohibition only pertains to sexual encounters in the Real World. I have no doubt that each and every one of us has - at one time or another - ventured down into our basements where we all were subjected to a mass rape by those vermin. I should warn you that, since this afternoon, you are no longer safe from an onslaught of the white vermin even in your own upstairs rooms. The only virtue of this afternoon's escapade is that when the white creatures come up into your house, they cannot impregnate you there. They can fuck the hell out of you, but there will not be any unexpected aftermath."
"Are we to assume that those little devils will attack us at some time in the future?"
"Yes Karine, you can count on it. Just consider it one of the perks you earn by working for the Highlands."
This statement was followed by a chorus of hollow, hesitant laughter.
For my part, I finished my drink and went directly home. I had things I wanted to do before cleaning up. I grabbed up the phone and called Janet. When she answered I started in on my message right away.
"Janet there is news here in the Highlands! A house is coming available and the organization that runs the Highlands is giving you the right of first refusal. Honey I think it is the answer to our problems. Not just with Mickey, but with our whole future. If I come over tomorrow, will you at least talk to me about it?"
"Jane your call couldn't have come at a more opportune time. Jake called and told me that there is an important meeting scheduled for tomorrow that I must attend. The problem is his wife who, as usual, is `sick' and can't manage his daughters by herself. So I was going to call you and ask you to babysit the girls here at my place. Your call is the perfect answer. Can I expect you rather early in the morning?"
"Sure. I'll plan to have breakfast at your place. Please, my darling daughter, give this offer of a house in the Highlands some serious thought. I think it is perfect for all of us. I'll see you in the morning!" 
     
