Title: Girl Milk, Chapter 3 "Penetration"
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Chapter 3 - "Penetration"
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The horse lined its enlarging penis up towards the young teen's
vagina. Another was already aiming its impossibly huge member at
her helplessly open mouth. The girl was tied down inside the
wooden frame of an equine mating dummy. The hollow dummy had been
custom made just for her - the underside was a solid plank of
wood that half a dozen body-pillows had been shoved underneath
of.

She was comfortable... for the moment. Her ankles were cuffed to
the wooden beams making up the top of the fake horse's rear
thighs; her knees were cuffed to the sides of it's make-believe
ass. Her waist was strapped down by several thick belts that had
been daisy-chained together until it encircled both her and the
underbelly of the wood horse. Her vagina was perfectly poised
where the horse's vagina should be.

The same was done to her chest just above her small breasts. Her
head hung upside-down and rested against... the other rear-end of
the horse. Yes, it was deliberately modelled to appear like the
rear of a mare from both ends. Her head was held tightly against
the end of the horse by two criss-crossing belts wrapping around
the back of her forehead and looping around each of the horse's
thighs. Her mouth was *also* perfectly poised where the horse's
vagina should be. "That's the valedictorian of Carson high
school?!"

The truth seemed impossible to the young mothers, but they
watched and blinked repeatedly as their eyes took in the
information. They knew the girl - their school often competed
with the her school on a regular basis for football games or
cheerleading and the like. And yet, this was no rape... her arms
hadn't been tied down; she was rubbing her clit- no, now she was
openly finger-fucking herself in wet anticipation for what would
happen next.

"My god! She - she - she used to get straight A's in every class!
What!?" one of the student's exclaimed. "What happened?" Jenna
let out a heartfelt laugh. "She grew up, dear. Being a cum cow is
an *honorable* profession, and she was the first of several - she
always wanted to pioneer the future, and I showed her the way.
Her physical pleasure is just be a shade of how proud she is to
help the community." Jenna explained, leaving herself open to
another question. "Cum... cow?" the same girl asked, still taken
aback by how wildly divergent the valedictorian's path had gone
from what anyone imagined.

"Yes dear. She came up with it herself as a way to solve the
growing problem of mothers with multiple young ones who obviously
need nurturing but whom their mother can's always be cunt-nursing
like she can when she only has one mouth to feed. I think you'll
recall I mentioned horse milking farms earlier? I told you that
we'd learn about them."

"I just thought - I thought by horse milking that *we'd* be the
ones doing the milking." Britney said, sounding like she was
actually dismayed at the news. "Aw, you poor thing..." Jenna
teased, "Don't you worry dear, *everyone* will get their share to
drink today." she comforted the girl, then walked closer to fake
wooden mare.

"This is, as you can probably tell, an equine mating dummy.
They're normally a bit simpler and don't have such complicated
internal parts..." Jenna said, grinning downwards. "They're
usually quite solid and contain a simple rubber orifice with a
sleeve and collection tube. And this would work, except that
semen quickly loses its original 'fresh' taste shortly after
achieving room-temperature. Quite the problem when a mother has
picky babies to feed."

"Terrica here figured out a way to not only help keep her
parent's horse-riding business going, but to at the same time
pioneer her own career and mold her own path solving that
problem. She stays tied down here for several hours a day - about
as long as a typical work day. All of her family's horses are
stallions; they're full of strength and endurance and look
fantastic for the customers - but they're also prone to fighting
amongst each other and even bucking riders if they get sexually
agitated enough."

The girls continued to quietly sit on haybales in the large barn
listening to Jenna, but some of them had obviously become wet
already judging by the way they were resting their hand on their
crotch and slightly depressing their baby's head a little harder
into their vaginas. The room had smelled strange when they first
entered, and now they suspected why - it smelled like dried horse
sperm.

"A lot of times when Terrica is out shopping or-" Jenna was cut
off by an impatient neigh. The horse that she'd originally led
towards Terrica was giving its angry eyes to the other male in
front of it. The other was beginning to stamp its hooves
nervously, and their penises were shrinking in preparation of the
impending fight. Jenna quickly took two white sheets from either
side of Terrica and draped them over the dummy, giving it the
completed shape of a horse if you didn't focus on the girl
inside. At the same time, the blankets were pre-doused in horse
pheromones harvested from actual mares, resulting in the
stallions interest being quickly rekindled.

"The trick is really the fake mare heads mounted on the walls by
each side of the dummy. A stallion prefers to nibble on their
mate's neck while having sex; this causes them to turn their
heads in the opposite direction of the other male by necessity,
thus eliminating their natural territorial competition." Jenna
pointed towards the two large stuffed mare heads mounted on each
of the walls to either side of Terrica. The entire arrangement
was remarkably complex and well-thought-out - the valedictorian
must truly have arranged it.

The first horse wasted no more time - it huffed the husky aroma
of the mare pheromones wafting off the blanket and eyed the back
of the aroused female horse. It once again lined its glistening
thick pole of meat up with the comparitively tiny opening that
represented the horse vagina and then raised its front hooves
onto the back of the dummy in a mounting motion... the end of its
dick touched hot female flesh, inviting it further. It took a
step in and Terrica let out something between a yelp and a moan -
the large organ had filled her entire vagina in one thrust, and
it was only a THIRD to completion. There was nothing stopping it
from taking another step!

"Terrica had to not only slowly stretch her cunt out with larger
and larger dildos, but begin taking a medication that loosens her
cervix. The cervix, as I'm sure you know, is the ring of muscle
that is usually tightly closed and serves as a barrier between
the vagina and the uterus where babies grow. Her barrier is far
more relaxed now..." The horse took another step; Terrica felt
the male monstrosity plunge deeper inside of her than most women
would ever feel in their lives - the penis pressed against her
cervix and parted the slimy, mucus-covered plug of muscular
tissue, pressing into an organ designed to create life... and
then took *another* step.

"Oh my god!" one of the girl's screamed at seeing Terrica's
expression. Her eyes had rolled up back into her head as she
allowed her body to take the huge boy completely into her,
implanting itself into her. The uterus is one of the most elastic
organs in the body along with the vagina - both of them stretch
and contort to accomodate a baby on demand - so it wasn't meant
for this, but it could be repurposed for it. And it was.

The horse's cock continued to push inwards against her uterus,
stretching it forward like a rubber band would be, the elastic
walls hugging tightly against the already pulsing sex organ. Her
intestines were literally pushed aside as the cock glided past,
giving Terrica an extreme feeling of vertigo like she was falling
down the hill of a roller coaster - a person's intestines
jostling about causes the feeling normally. It wasn't gravity
this time, but it was certainly a "ride". The penis CONTINUED -
the horse took one last step, bucked forward and *finally*
bottomed itself out in the girl. It's penis was arcing slightly
upwards from her vagina all the way to where it ended - a slight
hump was visible at her belly button that hadn't been there a
moment before.

Like a group of drunken girls suddenly dropped into the midst of
a Mardi Gras orgy, the class of mesmerized females suddenly
exploded into action as the horse began to actually FUCK Terrica
down her unthinkable sheath. Babies were scrambled into
cunt-sucking position, harnesses were fastened - one girl was so
eager to be pleased that she simply tossed her baby on a hay bale
and then poised her arms back to support her weight as she gently
sat her cunt down onto the baby's face, letting it suck on her as
it layed on its back.

Obscene sucking and licking sounds began to spring up from
between every girl's thighs but poor Whitney, who had no baby and
who relented to merely fingering herself as hard as she could.
Even Jenna had probed two fingers into her vagina, found her
dildo, and turned the vibrations higher. Who could resist a scene
like this? "I'm glad you approve, girls. I'll leave it to you to
recruit any girls who would like to really serve the youth system
like this. Make love not war... perhaps the young girls
interested in joining the armed forces could instead find a job
being fucked by full-size horses?" Jenna told the masturbating
students, further whetting their appetite while simultaneously
giving them a depraved suggestion.

The stallion thrust in and out of the girl, it's anaconda-sized
penis making a long and slick sucking sound as it pulled out
before pressing forcefully in again. Less than a minute later,
after only a dozen of its powerful thrusts, it reached climax.
Terrica knew this ahead of time, having already heard the
tell-tale twitching of the horse's tail against its sides. The
core of her body felt as if a small fork of lightning had snaked
its way up her crotch to the middle of her body. Despite her own
orgasming, that wasn't the source of the feeling - it was because
of how strong and distinct it felt as the penis jerked and jumped
across the length of her insides.

The first ejaculatory movement is always the longest - the entire
penis seems to raise itself higher for a second or two as if
building up a charge before finally releasing with a gunshot; the
bottom of the horse's penis, the urethra, expands under the
pressure of the semen suddenly firing through it. The surge of
semen that courses through the urethra can actually be felt by an
impaled woman - the hot semen can actually be traced running its
course from the base of the animals cock all the way to the tip
where it finally bursts forth. And straight into Terrica's
uterus, in this case, splashing against the sides and slickening
up the entire organ even further for the next male to take its
place.

"The average horse ejaculates 60 milliliters, or a quarter of a
cup, of semen if milked regularly. Our other one over here is a
new stud, so he'll probably be half a cup. I'm sure Terrica will
enjoy this." Jenna panted out with pleasure, watching the first
stallion withdraw his cock with a line of slime still connecting
his penis to Terrica's vagina. A slopping slurp accompanied the
stallion's final exit, and Jenna reluctantly interrupted herself
to get up and walk the horse back out of the barn, finding
another to guide in.

As Jenna started walking the first horse into the barn, the other
horse who had originally been stamping nervously had now
re-evaluated its position after seeing the previously aggressive
horse done and gone. It's penis began to grow at steady rate from
its underbelly, already dripping precum in anticipation of
finally mating. It was eager to have sex, this would be it's
first time... the load would surely be huge.

It's large dick quickly bumped against Terrica's soft lips, where
she immediately kissed the oozing end in a heated gaze, quickly
opening her mouth and exhaling hot air against the thick end to
beckon it inside. The horse immediately responded and shoved
forward without hesitation - her mouth was just a horse cunt
after all. The amount of power behind the thrust was staggering;
the dick head barely even fit in her mouth at all and yet it was
being forced inward as if by a sledgehammer. Two small popping
sounds suddenly cracked through the air as Terrica's jaws were
pryed further apart than they were designed to allow. Her neck
stretched outwards soon after as the wide flesh organ threw
itself into her body with abandon.

"A couple quick shots of local anesthetic in the morning is all
that's necessary to allow this part to go smoothly. The penis
quickly dislocates her jaws but she can't feel any discomfort
from it - and it's important that she service from two ends in
order to harvest enough semen. Besides, she can skip breakfast
and lunch this way." Jenna remarked with a slightly heavy breath
as she led a new stallion gently towards the openly bound female.

"A horse always cums in less than a minute. Usually 30 seconds
actually... Terrica just learned to hold her breath and enjoy the
show, breathing between her feedings. It stressed her out at
first, but once she started to keep her calm it became
second-nature, just like a professional swimmer diving under the
water..."

The penis slid further into the girl's throat where it easily
traveled its length, entering her chest and finally plumbing her
stomach. She felt it throb a small jet of sperm down her throat
already - she hated the fact that she couldn't taste it since it
went right past her tongue. The horse took a step further, fully
mounting the mare dummy. The horse now had its front hooves up on
the frame like the previous one, causing its penis to arc upwards
just like the last. Everyone could see what Terrica clearly felt
- the penis, in a fashion identical to her uterus, reached the
back of her stomach and simply pressed onwards, stretching it out
further.

The stomach is of course an elastic organ as well, holding
varying amounts of food on a daily basis - it felt indescribable
feeling her stomach stretched in a line so passionately and with
such forceful thrusts. A hump was rising and lowering just at her
belly button once again; the stallion was fucking her all the way
to the middle of her body straight through her unhinged mouth.
Terrica couldn't help her body automatically heaving once in a
vomit reaction - but this was actually helpful and set the young
stallion off completely - a diluge of semen pumped its way out of
the hot rod of sexual meat with urgency; Terrica felt fuller and
fuller as her already full stomach was filled with a pool of
liquid.

The horse stayed impaled in her for a few seconds before
finishing emptying a salvo of sperm into her stomach and then
shrinking back out of her body as it simultaneously dismounted.
She felt immediately less full as her stomach reevaluated how
much "food" was inside of itself, a process that cycled back and
forth endlessly throughout her shifts. Terrica lifted her tongue
and licked the tip of the horses cock as it left her lips. She
tasted the sperm and revelled in its flavor, but didn't bother
going through the effort of popping her jaws back into place so
that she could fully suck on the taste - she had many, many more
stallions to serve.

Jenna carried the spent stallion out of the building and returned
quicker with the next, eager to continue their mating as much as
Terrica was. The next stallion, a black and white paint horse,
was happy to oblige Jenna's hurried guidance. It arrived just as
the other stud was beginning to mount Terrica. It saw the other
horse Jenna had guided in already occupied with its head turned
away and nibbling on the fake mare's neck off to one side,
smelled the pheromones still soaking the blanket, and quickly
decided that mating was good to go - it began mounting only a
second or two after the first.

Terrica had felt only moments ago a new horse cock plunging into
her vagina, carrying vaginal lubricant all the way into her
uterus in one slick pathway past her cervix. Terrica sometimes
wondered if the horses had any clue about what they were feeling
when they rushed past her tight cervix and immediately felt a
growing pool of semen splashing around against their dicks. In
any case, the sensation always seemed to make them quite pleased
- the warm sloshing of the fluid must really feel amazing bathing
their bulbous cock heads.

Now the same thing was going on in her stomach at the same time,
albeit less pronounced - the stomach can digest liquid at a
fairly rapid pace and it was going to take several ejaculations
before the hot tart fluid started to get backed up. No sooner did
Terrica think about her body hungrily digesting sperm than she
fully realized they had both mounted at practically the same time
- she did her best to prepare herself for the following moment,
but she still almost blacked out.

Both stallions thrusted the full engorged lengths of their sex
organs within the 16 year old girl. From vagina through cervix
and uterus all the way to belly button one went. And from mouth
through throat and stomach all the way to belly button the other
went. Both swords of flesh impaled down one half of her body,
until they actually contacted against each other in the center -
her stomach lining and her uterine lining smashing together as
the dicks on each side pressed inwards seeking orgasm.

Terrica's body twisted under the assault involuntarily - a
feeling of deep, carnal lust even deeper than was possible by her
conscious mind reared itself up temporarily. The blindest, most
unthinking essence of female lust exploded everywhere in her body
at once as she felt the most violated and penetrated and owned
that a female was physically capable of feeling. Her midriff
twisted and turned as the penises pushed inwards from each side,
and with their combined upward angles and their combined
thrusting they lifted her slightly off the pillows; the chains on
her cuffs and the buckles on her belts went tight holding her
down - she was lifted a full inch into the air.

Her entire body convulsed and jerked in a seizure. Her eyes had
rolled back and her lungs panicked in an attempt to breathe
despite being sealed off. Her fingers twitched and she felt as if
every limb was on fire, the heat being drawn into an implosion
that began to center itself on her vagina. There was no unit of
time to measure the following moments that occurred for her. Her
mind couldn't process any sight or sound - she was in a sexual
trance as she felt a thousand carnal thoughts race down her veins
and toggle her nerves and finally collapse into her cunt like a
star about to explode.

Semen shot into her from both directions. Her arms convulsed as
if she was possessed; her orgasm was strong enough to cut off the
horse's ejaculation for a second before it relaxed and let in an
even stronger burst that she could feel splattering all around
inside her hyper-sensitive body. She quivered as she felt every
spurt oozing down the side of either her stomach or uterus, and
she felt every pulse and throb of their penises rushing up within
her like undulating whips delivering celestial pleasure from
their tips instead of pain. The feeling was without bounds - it
was something a woman would be happy to die feeling.

Terrica eventually realized the horses had left her when she felt
the cool embrace of the pillows beneath her holding her up again
and the roaring sound of static left her ears. She felt a new
penis lining itself up with her mouth and gladly accepted it,
hungrily straining to open her mouth even further, wanting to
take cocks straight into her soul if possible... it took a full
minute for her vision to come back and realize Jenna was hoving
over her, a humongous smirk on her face as she motioned over
towards the girls and made an expression that was apparently
supposed to mimic what they looked like.

The girls had practically frozen upon seeing and then practically
sharing in what Terrica had just been through - Whitney wondered
whether the petrification at Sodom and Gomorrah had actually
happened but it had absolutely nothing to do with divine anger
and had everything to do with divine pleasure; if this feeling
could be somehow turned into a magnified bomb it could probably
reduce anyone to salt. The entire class sat in a stupor. They
truly looked as if their IQ's had all dropped to zero.

"And *that* girls, is what a *true* orgasm looks like. One that's
unhinged, unchained, and unbridled by conscious thought. A girl
feels it when she falls into ultimate submission, whether that be
physically or mentally. It's a cunt's duty to be a sex object;
this is the reward for yielding to that fate." Jenna said,
appearing casual as always but suppressing her own shaken nerves.
It was just that potent to have watched.

The girls continued to watch silently, the steady suckling sounds
of their unaffected babies swallowing arousal as the only
indicator that they were still lucid. Slowly, however, they
managed to shake off their shocked expressions and replace them
with a new glow. "You did that on purpose... you wanted us... to
know." Hailey spoke, finally putting together all the pieces of
the puzzle. The mysterious sexual feats Jenna had accomplished,
the baby harness, now this...

"You made something to unlock our sexuality. And whatever it was,
it opened our minds into sharing THAT. To sharing... being a
CUNT." Hailey detailed out her accusation, emphasizing the last
word like it should disgust her but instead nearing an orgasm
from the understanding.

"I joked with my boyfriend about being born again last night...
haha... I was right. I - I want to be a cunt too. I understand
now... sex is the most important force on Earth. I want to inject
it into *everyone*..." Hailey trailed off, the glow of her
expression turning into lust. The entire class was in a
slow-broiling heat as well; the odor of vagina in the barn was
becoming noticeable, even amidst the scent of farm and semen...

Terrica had taken ten stallions from each end by this point.
Jenna smiled at Hailey, pausing their conversation as she walked
out to replace another stallion. A permanent bulge was beginning
to form in Terrica's midriff, a large one that was independent of
the penises penetrating her. Jenna moved the sheet covering the
dummy aside and placed a palm to Terrica's belly, gripping it.
With several lateral shakes Jenna caused the fluid within the
girl's inflated organs to splash side to side - an *audible*
gurgling and splattering sound could be heard as pure slimy semen
slapped the sides of her inner walls.

"Fuck... all of that cum... is stuck inside her?" one of the
classmates exclaimed. First they'd been shocked by what they'd
seen, and now they were being shocked by what they were hearing.
It was the most incredible field trip of their lives. "Her cervix
is loosened from its usual rock-hard grip, but it's not wide
open. It closes itself shut when a penis pulls out of her uterus,
trapping the semen within itself. And since more and more of it
keeps getting squirted in..." Jenna made a motion around her
midriff indicating a growing size in her belly. Several girls
gasped as they realized just how full Terrica was going to be.

"The uterus can stretch to accomodate 3000ml of fluid before
excess sperm starts leaking out. Conversely, the stomach can be
stretched to 5700ml at maximum; her constant digestion of sperm
doesn't allow it to fill much more than 3000ml though. It's quite
symmetric and quite convenient. Another proof that girls were
born to be fucked. Between both her holes, she will retain six
liters of ejaculate before we milk her the first time today."

While talking Jenna had been walking stallions back and forth to
replace the spent ones as needed. The amount of penises that the
16 year old girl could take was astounding. Her body felt like an
actual cum dumpster, like an actual sperm bank. Her only purpose
was to satisfy the lust of countless horses and then get milked
when she was full enough. "That's why you called her a cum-cow!"
Andi blurted out.

Horse after horse continued to have sex with Terrica's diminutive
holes. The stretching and fucking of her throat and vagina
contrasted with the heaving and orgasm contractions that they
continued to retort with; she had no time to think of what she
would be doing over the weekend or what she'd be wearing when she
went out with her friends to the mall - her entire body was
devoted to being a continuous sex orifice. Once she had regained
enough presence of mind to fully shake the effects of her earlier
orgasm she brought her arms to her midriff and felt along the
growing sacs of ejaculation.

She had done what she was about to do before - it was a practiced
art. It was the little things like this that separated someone
who just *did* their job from someone who truly loved their job.
She turned her forearms over so that her palms faced down and she
cupped them above and below her belly button. As the penises
inside her body thrusted forward she pressed hard, downwards
against her own midriff. The skin around her belly was stretched
even tighter by the counterforce, causing a sickeningly visible
alternation of cockheads to mold itself through her skin - first
one penis would thrust out through her belly, then sink back in
as another one protruted via the opposite angle.

The cocks within her began to thrust in tune with each other, but
Terrica knew it would be a while until she could cum so hard
again; that type of primitive orgasm was similar to a man's in
how it had a kind of physical cooldown. Regardless, her cunt
still quivered and pulsed in a "normal" orgasm as it felt the two
intruders plumbing the depths of her body and her hands continued
to wrap her belly-skin into a warm sheathe around their thrusts,
providing them a final sensation to get off to...

Andi had grown curious. The idea of what was happening inside the
girl's body sickened her beyond reason - which only served to
douse her cunt even more. She leaned in close to Terrica and
pressed her right ear flush against the girl's body, laying her
palms down gently next to Terrica's. Normally if one did this one
would hear breathing sounds and maybe feel a stomach rumbling;
Terrica couldn't breathe at all right now, and her stomach was
under an entirely different set of movements: The lesbian could
hear the sound of her sticky vagina being entered and fucked
forward into. She could feel a tiny, almost imperceptible bumping
sensation as the giant cock pushed past the muscular blockade of
her cervix and dove straight through an organ loaded with semen.
The other horse bucked into Terrica's throat now - Andi could
hear a series of stretching sounds akin to leather being pulled
tight; all of the thin bumps of cartilage that you can feel if
you stroke your finger down your throat - were being *stretched*
outwards past their natural size.

It sounded grotesque hearing the girl's throat being used so
brutally - Andi couldn't believe a girl could actually grow to
enjoy feeling such a huge lance of male flesh fuck its way down
the length of her neck. Stretch stretch stretch stretch stretch!
It was almost instantaneous in reality, but Andi could clearly
make out the rapid-fire series of muscles stretching again. And
again.

The sploshing sound of sperm within the female was the clearest
to hear of all sounds. Andi didn't even have to try - it was
audible even from the hay bales with a little shaking. With her
ear against the girl's body she could hear the cum swirling
around the penetrations; it sounded like someone using a row
boat, their swaying oar sending water rippling over and around it
in a pleasant trickling sound. And once again, a pair of horses
lodged inside of Terrica began to ejaculate simultaneously.

One was just a hair faster than the other. Andi could feel
Terrica convulse slightly in an involuntary reaction as the
horses pulled her off the pillows - this had made her have a
powerful orgasm before and it was still dizzyingly carnal. It
sounded in her ear for a brief moment like a man was peeing into
a urinal - it was the sound of a thick jet of hot cum firing
upwards against the roof of her uterus and then splashing
immediately into the pool of liquid which inflated the rest of
it.

The pouring sound accompanied each huge squirt, and Andi heard
the same happening to the left - in Terrica's stomach. This kind
of treatment upon a woman's body was unthinkable; this girl was
barely old enough to drive, still too young to drink - Andi
laughed as she thought about just how *much* she was drinking
right now. She let loose a satisfying orgasm into her own
daughter's mouth finally, letting the pungent goo from her
lustful curiosity fill the little darling's taste buds.

"You're right, Hailey." Jenna said, finally answering the girl's
recent accusations. "I used to be a microbiologist - I discovered
a way to make a chemical called JC-10. It does as you say - and
you're right, it allowed you to be able to *appreciate* the kind
of true orgasm you saw Terrica undergo. I'm sure you're all as
eager to spread this love of sex to as many people as Hailey is?"
Jenna had addressed Hailey's earlier accusations at first, but
then turned the answer into an open question at the whole class.
All of the girls shook their heads or said out loud the only
answer that was possible now that their cunts were completely
infatuated and saturated: "Yes."

"I'll show you everything you want to know in time. I've been
teaching these classes because, as trite as it sounds - I have
plans to change the world. There isn't any lethal force involved,
no monetary reward in sight... everyone will be liberated even as
we subjugate them. Every boy and girl will start thinking with
their genitals EVERY minute of the fucking day by the time we're
done. Every building from preschools to nursing homes will smell
like masturbation and sex. You're my little succubi..."

The girls all blushed under the compliment of being called
succubi. They were eager to please, in every way now... Jenna
walked another pair of stallions out of the barn and replaced
them. As she walked back in she continued, "You're homework
tonight, girls... will be to use these." Jenna said, continuing
to a far wall and opening a wooden box that had been
inconspicuously placed there earlier. Inside were several dozen
small cardboard boxes, each containing a bottle of perfume and a
handful of vibrating eggs. "You get to take the reigns in full
tonight, girls. Use your cunts, think with them... they're the
most important organ in your bodies." Jenna explained, gesturing
for them to take a box each.

After pausing for a minute to enjoy the horse-fucking, Jenna left
and then returned from replacing *another* two stallions. "I want
you to go to a friends house tonight. I want you to be wearing
your special perfume, and I want you to use it to convince all
the mothers in their family to tape one of these eggs to her clit
along with your friend. Call it an expiriment..."

"Each of these eggs is wirelessly connected to the other.
Whenever one of them gets warm enough due to vaginal arousal, it
turns on the *other*. If the mother is making out with dad, their
daughter will know... and once she gets horny the mother will
know also. They'll be connected at the cunts, learning and
bonding and growing to appreciate *everything* that turns each
other on."

The class was giggling in delight at the wicked assignment,
opening their boxes and holding their bottles of perfume with a
particular awe. They looked as if they'd just been handed a check
for a million dollars. The circle of girls had their interruption
broken by a sudden belch and moan across the room. They turned
and looked at Terrica.

The young girl looked like something out of a rape nightmare. She
looked like she could be carrying twins at a full nine months
pregnant given the combination in size between her inflated
uterus and her distended stomach. "She's gained 30 pounds since
she walked in here today. 30 pounds in pure semen. About five of
that is being digested - the rest is ready to milk." Jenna said
to the class, walking towards Terrica.

She walked the last two stallions out of the barn and returned
shortly with two buckets instead. Hanging them on small hooks at
each end of the mating dummy Jenna began to unfasted all of
Terrica's bindings. Even with the rubber lining that coated each
cuff there were slight indentions against Terrica's ankles and
knees from the force of the horses fucking into her body - it was
clear that the bindings had been there simply to hold her in
place, not to restrain her. She couldn't walk even if she wanted
now regardless... she was so flooded with cum.

"OOF! Help me turn her over April..." Jenna quipped, signalling
the nearest girl to help roll Terrica around while still keeping
her on the bed of pillows. Even with 30 extra pounds of cum her
body wasn't all that heavy, but it was very awkward to position
and turn. After a minute Terrica was rolled completely over and
was laying face down. "Milking #1 already today! You'll be
leaving work early at this rate Terry!" Jenna praised the girl,
amused by her weak smile back. This was the most uncomfortable
part of the procedure for her - and the most thrilling to Jenna.

The teacher pushed both her palms down into the back of the girl,
supporting her entire weight on them. Almost immediately two
things happened: the pressure in the girl's uterus with the
combined weight of Jenna behind it caused her cervix to open and
release its contents. Simultaneously Terrica's uneasy stomach
caved into a vomiting reflex given the pressure on it.

Semen began to literally pour out of the teenager's vagina like a
thick stream of lava would ooze out of a lazy volcano - the steam
from the hot 98.6 degree fluid was visible as it left her gooey
opening in the chilly morning air. A froth of ejaculate began to
form around the rim of her vagina and the stench of all the
orgasms contained within filled the room like a stink bomb.

Terrica tred to keep her watering eyes open and enjoy the look of
lust in Jenna's face as her stomach lurched tightly and began to
expel sperm from her mouth in a violent series of repeated
heaves. It was far different from her vagina - sperm blasted out
at odd angles and splattered the sides of the bucket in a
sickening display of vulgarity; semen wasn't a regular substance,
it thickened and thinned in irregular intervals when it was
stored in large quantities.

Chunks of sperm clumped together and stuck to the sides of the
metal bucket longer than others, while still others hung
persistently down from her vomiting mouth in long strands
refusing to snap. And as sperm rushed and gushed past the corners
of her mouth they began to form tiny bubbles that grouped up and
popped silently. Jenna continued to push on her back, glad that
she'd remembered to put her vibrator back on high.

Terrica continued to vomit into the bucket and her cunt continued
to flush a river of sperm out of its baby-maker. For nearly two
entire minutes, ejaculations rolled out both ends of the teen's
deflating body. Eventually it began to slow, and Jenna patted
Terrica on the back of her chest with some force, prompting the
girl to vomit one last time, a huge discolored blob of heavy
semen unfurling through her mouth and dropping into the bucket
where it splattered out and began to coalesce.

"When they're mixed together it will be about 95% semen, 2%
saliva, 2% cunt juice, and 1% stomach acid." Jenna stated the
facts of the thick fluid to the amazed students that stood on all
sides watching. "As I've mentioned before, mechanically milking
wouldn't preserve the flavor so well. This mixture of female
chemicals in the semen massively increases its longevity before
it begins to go flat."

"What an odd coincidence that is..." Whitney pondered a moment.
"It really *is* like nature intended for us to be used as cunts.
Like it's the natural order of things..."

Jenna walked out of the barn with the girls and towards a picnic
table that was placed outside for just such an occassion. Two
glass punch bowls were already prepared on the table with a
scooper and a couple racks of plastic cups to the side. Jenna
carefully poured half of each bucket into each bowl, stirring for
a few seconds to allow the quazi-gelatinous fluid to mix
together.

"You girls still carry around bottles with you, yes? It was on
the list of materials to have for this class. Be sure to share a
bottle of sperm with your child - it's such a nice day for a
picnic like this!" Jenna said while cheerfully scooping herself a
cup of the amber-colored fluid. A line formed automatically on
both ends of the table as each girl found their baby bottle and
picked up a plastic cup for themselves.

"It's probably been a while since these babies have tasted
anything but girl milk." April commented, detaching her daughter
from her sex hole and getting her into a cradling position. "I
got my dad and my brother to help feed my darling..." Britney
said, raising a few eyebrows amongst the group. "That's great,
dear! You seemed to enjoy feeding your daughter boy-milk a lot
during class - I'm glad to see that you went the extra mile and
continued that treatment at home."

The babies were soon drinking semen out of baby bottles while
their mothers sipped at the warm goo from clear plastic cups. It
tasted different than human semen, and several of the girls
commented one way or another on whether they liked the extra
sweetness and whether they enjoyed swallowing the much clumpier
heavier chunks of goo that floated around in the mixture. This
was the fluid meant to help seal the rest of the sperm inside, a
type of "capping" fluid.

The girls wound up being quite receptive overall. Even Andi, the
lesbian, had admitted that despite her lack of attraction to men
that she found penises and semen to be delicious. It was a
built-in hunger... any girls who didn't like the taste were
simply suffering a psychological disorder brought about by the
mistakes of a flawed upbringing.

"I sucked my boyfriend's dick last night, and then I kissed my
little sister goodnight right after... on the mouth. When she
asked what the smell was - I told her in detail. She was oddly
receptive for being only six... I'm sure your JC-10 had something
to do with it." April commented when a lull in the chatter
occurred, wanting to redeem herself to match Britney's exemplary
behavior.

Jenna tilted her cup of ejaculate upside down, catching the last
glob of stringy semen before picking up the punch scoop and
speaking as she poured herself another glass full: "You should
try and get her to suck cock tonight, if at all possible. The
fact that she hasn't even been taught about oral sex by age SIX
is disturbing. Sucking cock is one of the most important tasks in
life for *any* girl."

Jenna took a sip of her new cup, then rethought her previous
comment after seeing the newly dismayed girl. "But good job,
dear! It's still great that you told her and let her taste dick
on your mouth. I'm sure you'll be a great parent for your child
when she gets older." she finished, pleased at seeing April's
expression tune itself up.

Risking turning the conversation into a contest, Hailey opened
her mouth and finally revealed her secret, seeing no other
opportunity to present it. "I got my baby throat-fucked." she
said plainly, with more descriptive words failing her at the
moment under the excitement. Several of the girls started
whispering to the person next to them at hearing this, their
twittering lips still coated in freshly glistening sperm.

"Well, I wasn't expecting that Hailey!" Jenna stuttered, honestly
surprised by the young mother's brazen actions. "Teacher's pet."
Whitney muttered, sitting next to her. "I wasn't planning on
teaching you that for a class or two - you girls are truly
remarkable. Such *good* behavior!" Jenna squealed, her eyes
beaming as she picked up little Becca and cradled her in her own
arms while imagining a penis forcefully fucking through her
pursed lips or a pair of testicles slapping back and forth
against her pretty eyes.

"Babies only stay babies for a couple short years before they get
old enough to walk around and feed themselves... it's so nice
that you shared the bliss of these precious sex toys with a man.
It feels just like what these horse's feel when they have sex
with Terrica, except they have the added joy and excitement of
being fully aware of just what they're having sex with. A tiny
little immature cunt, fresh out of the womb. It makes my heart
swell thinking about what a positive influence you are... my clit
swells too."

Hailey blushed, adoring the compliments that her favorite teacher
was showering her with. Perhaps one day she'd do something as
fulfilling and rewarding as what Terrica came up with. A girl
could dream... "His dick slid in so wonderfully." Hailey moaned,
already touching herself thinking about it. "The expression on
his face as he fucked her - the way he fucked even *harder* when
he felt her trying to scream and gag against it? Oh god... why
are so many things like this so perfectly symmetric?" Hailey
continued, masturbating as she asked the question.

"It's like your sister said earlier... she guessed it." Whitney
jeered at Hailey, proud that she finally got an answer right
instead of the teacher's pet. "It's the natural order of things.
Girls are designed to be dominated and boys are designed to
dominate. This shouldn't be considered sexist... it should be
considered dualist. Yin and yang. For every reaction and equal
and opposite reaction. We submit, they take... it's how it's
meant to be." Jenna spoke, her voice softening as she uttered the
last sentence.

"So you're saying... you yourself even - what -" Andi stammered,
clearly unprepared for her lesbian ideals to be wrapped around
the concept of a male/female dichotomy. "Yes, of course I enjoy
letting boys own me... I live for it..." Jenna answered her with
a smile.

Britney piped up for once, finding a crack in the logic Jenna had
taught them so far. "And so, if that's true... ... what about
incubi?" she asked, referring to their missing male counterparts.
Jenna almost made her jump with how loudly and hilariously she
laughed then.

"Oh, you didn't think that I never did anything in college
besides microbiology did you?! You thought I was a hypocritical
teacher, not following my own code?!" she asked, still laughing.
"I have a husband..." she explained, knowing that her answer
would only trigger a dozen more. "Do you know how it feels for
someone to treat you as an equal one minute and then brutally
RAPE you the next?" she asked rhetorically. "That's what he did
to me one night in the laboratory when we were researching
alone... we had just stumbled across the most primitive form of
what eventually became JC-10."

"It was supposed to be an ingestible brain food drug; we both
tested one pill on ourselves. He lost control of himself... far
earlier than I did. After he forced me to clean my own vagina out
and swallow the juice he just raped into my degraded body, he
wiped the tears off my face with his dick and made me suck them
off... then he raped me again. At some point during the third
rape, I felt it. The same thing that Terrica felt - completely
helplessly under the command of *cock*. I felt like a worthless
fuckdoll plaything. The most primordial sense of the word
'cunt'."

"That's when I knew I loved him. And to this day no one can rape
me quite like he can, physically and mentally. Like the first
time he throat-fucked me... he had just finished raping my sister
after asking me to watch. I tasted her on his dick while he
plummeted into me, a drop of cum still inside his urethra from
the sperm he'd forced into her unwilling hole. Oh, to hear my
sissy scream into the pillows again..." Jenna licked her lips,
revelling in the sinful memory. "She's long since been broken,
long since awoken into being a proper cunt... just lke me."

"Just like *us*." Hailey corrected Miss Cone, looking down at her
daughter and hinting that she was including their babies in that
correction as well. Jenna nodded slowly, winking. "He discovered
the existence of JC-10, but I was the one the ended up perfecting
it. A romantic pairing of soulmates." she said, holding back a
devious laugh from how wild their plans together truly were.

"I wanted to stay in the USA, see what I could incite with what
we have here. Make lemons out of lemonade. My husband however, is
in Amsterdam..."


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"Don't think about it as crudely 'manipulating' people. We all
went through the same indoctrination, and we hardly lack free
will." Gabe said as the bus of 13 to 18 year old community
service volunteers continued on down the road. "It's still the
vitamin and brain food it was meant to be. Awakening the sex
drive is the healthiest thing you can do for a person.

Wouldn't you agree that your mother is happier now, sucking your
cock to sleep every night, than she was just a week ago?" he
asked, smirking in silent conviction as the young boy answered
yes.

"Do you like being hard all the time?" another question
confronted the boy. After another slow nod, Gabe asked a third;
"And you like feeling your mom humming her old lullabies to you
with your dick in her mouth?" which was met with several grins
and a resounding yes from the entire bus. After a round of laughs
and amused looks from the more mature teenagers who were each
seated with a girl that was quietly fingering herself, Gabe
segued into his next lesson.

"The purpose of taking you to this hospital is because it's a
hospital that I helped, and continue to help raise funds for." A
wave of surprise silenced the bus as they heard for the first
time the details of what their new community service instructor
was going to expect them to help with. "You've been learning how
to properly treat cunts or be cunts for almost a week now; it's
time that your training ended and your service to the public
began." He affirmed their assumptions, pausing for a moment as
the boys and girls pondered their work.

"It's no coincidence that I founded this hospital in Amsterdam.
My consort chose to stay in Nevada, which as you know is is the
only state in America with legalized prostitution - that opens
the door for JC-10 to permeate schools and families with far less
notice and far less resistance. Here in Amsterdam the resistance
is so small that it borders on *encouragement* with just the
slighest application of aphrodisiac."

The school bus drove over a pothole in the road, bumping several
dildos up into their wearers' vaginas and causing one girl to
bite her lip as she had a small orgasm. Gabe continued after
allowing the girl to regain her composure. "This hospital is no
exception - the combination of location and JC-10 allowed me to
create a place that truly saves lives in the most touching of
ways. I'll explain it to you all in detail once we arrive.

Gabe opened up a box that he had brought with him, revealing a
number of cologne bottles shaped like an orchid. "You know what
this is, guys. And I know you're eager to wear it. Someone under
the effect of this, especially for the first time, is so blasted
by their own sex drive that their mind is practically in a
hypnotic state; they'll be so susceptible to following sexual
ideas that they'll virtually be fighting against themselves as
their morality struggles with the eagerness of their exploding
lust."

Gabe finished recapping the effects of the chemical, ending with
one final reminder. "Just remember... it's not even necessary to
use it given enough time - the effects on the mind slowly become
more and more permanent - take extra pleasure in breaking them
while you can..." he trailed off, watching the female community
service volunteers blush as all of the boys and men around them
remembered how tantalizingly they'd struggled against being sex
toys before finally submitting. Even the girls now gleamed in the
dark pleasure of their own domination.

"While we wait for the bus to arrive, would you girls like to
have a present too?" Gabe asked somewhat rhetorically, already
picking up the separate box that he'd kept stacked underneath the
first. "The earlier colognes were for the guys and *these* are
for the girls." he said, revealing to everyone a plain box of
tampons. The girls' faces turned red from their immediate
humiliation at seeing such a cheap and degrading "gift".

"This is really what these should have been used for in the first
place - since you won't be having sex during our tour today
you'll replace your dildos with one of these. I imagine that by
the end of the day it will literally be sopping wet with your
sick lust." he began, passing the box to the first girl and
watching her pick up a tampon in complete embarassment. "When you
come home I want you to pull it out of your cunt, right in front
of your family, and then make your mother suck the juice out of
it while you explain to her everything that turned you on."

The next girl who had been passing the box stuttered, nearly
dropping the entire contents but accepting the totality of the
situation. She shuddered, but began to unzip her pants... She
knew she was preparing her own mother for the most revolting meal
of her life and yet she continued, drawn on not by fear of
reprimand but by the inescapable lust of her own submission...

"That's very good, Samantha... And what about you Shelly?" he
asked, addressing the third girl to be passed the box. "Are you
looking forward to shoving your own cunt-soaked tampon into your
mom's mouth?" he asked squarely.

"Yes..." she hissed softly, already blushing feverishly at the
sick admission. "But I - I - she doesn't even know what we do
during these volunteer trips... she's so innocent and-"
"I sprayed each of these tampons in JC-10 ahead of time... for
both your benefit - and to ensure her *eventual* cooperation at
your insistence. The moment you pull it out the chemical will
fill the room."
"Oh god... you're asking me to- to corrupt my own mother?"
The bus broke into a small chorus of light laughs and Shelly's
face turned as red as a fire engine. She regretted having chosen
those particularly dire-sounding words - she knew that girls were
meant to be cunts. She secretly exulted in the acceptance of
it... she just hadn't expected to have to break in her closest
family member! Gabe walked to the front of the bus briefly in
order to grab a bottled water that he'd left next to the driver
*just in case*, then returned to the middle of the bus where
everyone was still facing Shelly.

"The water in this is a bit murky, I'm sure you can see that.
Cloudy with whorls of discoloration. That's because I took all
the underwear that my consort mailed to me yesterday from her
classroom, and put it into a pressure cooker with some water. I
let it marinate *all* night, Shelly. And you're going to drink a
sip of it now, as punishment for calling our work 'corrupting'."
Gabe commanded her, pulling out his cock and beginning to stroke
it right in front of her along with the rest of the increasingly
horny boys.

"Oh, god... I can't. This is... too much... in front of
everyone!" Shelly stammered, her embarassment reaching an
ultimate apex. Without warning Gabe clasped one hand up her
miniskirt, snaking an index finger into her vagina and pulling
out abruptly. "Give in to your sex drive completely, Shelly.
You're already wet. Don't fight it. You'll get your chance to
call the shots and dominate eventually, but for now... for now
this is what you get for not leaping at the opportunity to
violate your own mother." Gabe whispered into her ear, slipping
his finger into her mouth and smiling in approval as he felt it
being licked by the tentative tongue in her mouth.

After a few seconds to regain herself, Shelly took the bottle
from Gabe's hand and looked at it. She could hear her classmates
enjoying themselves - the other cunts were enjoying themselves
even more as they eagerly sucked cocks while their masters
watched the act she was about to perform. And she would still
have to wear the tampon after this... "I wonder what all those
girls were getting wet about..." she whispered to herself under
her breath, referring to the cunt juice that had been extracted
from a classroom hundreds of miles away. Her secret lust to
actually drink the terrible concoction was reaching a breaking
point.

Shelly unscrewed the cap to the plastic bottle and brought it to
her lips, turning the end upwards and letting the dirty fluid
pour into her mouth. Instantly the taste of two dozen vaginas
rolled across her taste buds, becoming stronger as she flicked
her tongue through the fluid and let herself become even hornier
from tasting Hailey, and Whitney, and Britney, and Andi, and
April... *every* student in the entire female classroom - Jenna
had even tossed her panties in also! She didn't know any of them
- but now she knew what their cunts tasted like.

In a surprise to everyone, Shelly suddenly leaned over and
wrapped her hands around the nearest girl's neck, flinging her
backwards off of the dick she was sucking on and leaving her
mouth gasping open in surprise. With her fingers reaching wildly
up her own skirt and towards her cunt Shelly peeled her panties
aside, her other hand burying a tampon inside and beginning to
fuck it in and out like a piston as she locked her lips on the
stunned girl. Just as she had hoped, the bitch's instinct to
another person's lips on her own was to close in a kiss... the
two girls formed a french kiss instantly, the marinated crotch
juice splashing between their open mouths like a couple sharing
fine wine.

The other girl looked directly at Shelly and saw her eyes flutter
upwards into an orgasm; it was an almost effortless reaction for
her to feel the waving lust inside her friend's body and respond
to it; her finger was quickly inside her own vagina, rubbing her
G-spot as she simultaneously began to swallow the putrid mixture
in unison with the girl.

"That was a delicious sight, Shelly... I think you've learned
*exactly* the type of behavior I'm looking for." she told Shelly
directly after the passionate kiss had broken off. "Let her be a
lesson to *all* of you... blending domination and submission
properly is as important as JC-10 itself."

Shelly didn't stop at that, however - she continued doing the
same to all of the girls on the bus, filling her mouth with
another gulp of the filthy water and then splitting it 50/50 with
the next girl. Boy after boy quickly rose to an orgasm at
watching the hair-raising sight of debasement, giving the girls a
perfect breath mint to chase down their helping of cunt water
with.

"Here we are finally, boys and girls." Gabe spoke, coyly
addressing the boys who were in the process of finishing jacking
off into the girls' mouths. "Follow me, and I'll show you what
I've brought you all the way out here to learn." Gabe finished,
pausing to make sure the girls all had a tampon inserted into
their pussies before walking toward the hospital.

"Is this a nursing home?" one of the girls asked, noting the lack
of ambulances parked anywhere on the premises. "No, but you're
getting warmer." As the crowd of teen volunteers walked through
the revolving glass door at the front of the building Gabe
continued: "There are dozens upon dozens of unfortunate accidents
each year involving total paralysis."

"A person is left completely unable to move, unable to support
themselves. Being paralyzed from the neck down means that you
can't even breathe normally on your own, and need the constant
care and attention of professionals, which is an extremely
expensive and never-ending cost that many families sadly just
cannot afford regardless of insurance."

"There are a lot of victims that wind up having to be discharged
from the hospital, their days practically numbered from that
instant; the hospital would simply go out of business if they
didn't do what they had to do in order to pay for their supplies
though, so it's really just unfortunate with no clear-cut answer.
I've come up with a way for these situations to be avoided
entirely." Gabe explained, opening a hallway door and beginning
to walk down it.

The hall was narrow, but there were dozens of doors lengthwise
down one side. It looked similar in layout to a long motel
hallway; the track marks and thinned wax gave ample evidence that
heavy traffic came in and out of each of the doors and down to
either exit at the ends of the hallway.

"The families of these victims, when they happen to be female,
are offered the opportunity to join what we call the Hospital
Sorority." Gabe spoke while a man entered from the opposite end
of the hallway and began scanning the doors for a lit vacancy.

Each door appeared to operate similar to a public outhouse -
locking the door automatically rotated a lit sign above the door
to read "occupied" instead of "vacant". There were several doors
towards the middle where the light was off completely, and
judging by the lack of foot traffic the rooms weren't yet in use
for whatever their purpose was.

"If the victim is a child, then the decision falls to the
immediate parent/legal guardian by default. Even if the victim is
an adult, the nature of the injury and the fact that joining the
sorority can save their life means a parent can override their
decision."
"How do you save their lives?" a 14-year-old boy asked quietly,
curiosity building in his eyes as she took in the surroundings.

"Like I said, these patients would go terminal if they weren't
constantly tended and kept on a breathing apparatus. With their
spinal column damaged or their nervous system otherwise impinged,
they have no chance of ever living a regular self-sufficient life
again. We provide them all the care they need in the most
comfortable and charitable way. With only one requisite: their
guardian must sign consent for them to be cared for in certain
ways."

A man exited a door in front of the group and shuffled down the
hallway past the students while adjusting his belt. The curious
glances amongst the students were becoming more frequent, and
Gabe decided to quell their unanswered questions by opening the
door the man had just exited and motioning the class closer.

Inside was a small room not much wider than a closet with a
dimmable light and a small shelf midway up the wall of the far
side. On the shelf a wireless keyboard and mouse sat next to a
modern-looking electronic visor. On either side of the shelf
running vertically down the wall were two handlebars. Lastly, a
small circular hole was visible under the shelf and centered
between the handlebars.

"That's... a gloryhole!" another of the boys exclaimed, thrilled
that he was seeing the inside of such a booth for the first time.
"Yes, DJ, it is. It's a very modern set of gloryholes running the
full length of the hospital, down all four sides in different
hallways."

"On the other side of this wall is a paralyzed girl. She's kept
on a comfortable space-foam bed, but her head is kept hanging
just off the head of the bed so that her forehead is upside-down
pointed towards the wall. A smooth titanium mouth-ring is put
into her mouth behind her teeth."

Gabe was already walking out of the booth and left the door open
for the next visitor as he approached the other hallway exit.
"This mouth ring has two eye-holes on the sides which line up to
the side edges of her open mouth. Her head is then pushed forward
 against matching eye-holes that are drilled into the wall
itself.

Gabe finished exiting the hallway which opened up into an atrium
where several dozen men were lounging at a table and some nurses
were circulating to other rooms. Gabe walked towards another
door, this one with a restricted access sign, and entered after
swiping a card past a magnetic reader. He held the door open and
waited as all of his volunteers poured into Medical Ward A, where
a long row of beds was lined up mirroring the placement of the
booths on the other side of the wall.

"One of our doctors carefully winds a long thin matching bolt
through the wall, through the eye-holes in the wall and then
through the eye-holes in her mouth ring; as a last step we have
our doctor solder the bolt to the wall itself - this serves to
permanently bond the female's mouth to the hole."

The boys' desire to dominate was practically pulsing through
their cocks as they walked slowly towards a petite girl who only
appeared to be ten years of age. Gabe spoke quickly to a nurse in
the room, and the nurse promptly exited with a look of
excitement.

In the meantime for whatever was going to happen, Gabe reached
out a hand and ran his fingers over the young girl's throat,
brushing his way upwards and over her upturned cheek. His fingers
gently encircled the thin, moist pink lips of the innocent girl.
She was laughing on a playground only hours ago, and he thought
of what her pristine voice must have sounded like while
giggling...

His thoughts were both interrupted and completed when he heard a
door close behind him and the nurse uttering unthinkable words to
a woman she had escorted in: "Now she's going to be mouth-fucked
for the rest of her life."

The girl's mother was wearing a visitor's name-badge and the name
Heather was freshly printed on it. She was squeezing one fist
with the other hand and was understandably disturbed at seeing
her girl bound up so brutishly. "Your daughter is safe with us
now. Our staff will make sure she's absolutely healthy and that
she grows up to be a beautiful woman." the nurse consoled her,
hugging her left arm around her back.

Gabe nodded to the nurse that was standing by, and she nodded
back knowingly. Gabe addressed the mother directly: "We're going
to open up her booth now. But I want you to walk closer and hold
her hand for this. I want you to explain to her what's happened.
This should come from you, her mother, someone she trusts and
accepts rather than a stranger." Gabe coaxed Heather, gently
moving her in the direction of her only daughter.

"My god... she's so... she's just so helpless now..." Heather
cried, able to see the thin breathing tubes that were strung from
the nearby ventilation machine and which rose up each side of her
upside-down head before diving carefully into each nostril and
through her wind-pipe. "Do those... tubes hurt?" Heather asked
with concern in her voice.

"Oh no, not at all. We've made sure that they're as tiny and
discreet as possible. Her bed is as conforming and as modern as
they come too. The only thing she'll be able to really feel is...
you know what it is... tell her. She's awake now." Jenna
explained to her as the vital sign beeping coming from the
machine accelerated slightly in its rhythm while the girl
awakened.

"Vanessa... Vanessa it's me." Heather repeated to the girl as she
watched her daughter waking up and reeling from her lost
bearings. Her pulse rose higher as her she tried to move but
found her body unresponsive. "You hit your head during the
accident, honey. You hit it very hard... you- you-" Heather took
a gasp "-you're paralyzed from the neck down sweetie. Oh my god
I'm so sorry..." she started crying, but looked up in
astonishment as she felt Gabe prodding her to continue.

"Right now? Tell her NOW?" Heather whispered, barely concealing
her voice. "Would you like her to learn the hard way, or have you
with her the first time?" the nurse intervened dryly, reminding
her that the deal to save her daughter's life came with a heavy
price. Heather took a step closer to Vanessa and bent over,
gazing into her eyes as she began to whisper:

"Dear... this hospital is going to take care of you - you're safe
now - but to pay for it I signed a contract for you to stay in
their care. And while you're here... you're..." Heather paused,
and stuttered once more before managing to complete her sentence,
"You're going to please boys..." she trailed off again, finding
herself stammering in horror for two different reasons, each
trying to overlap the other in atrocity: one, because of what she
was allowing her daughter to be perpetually used for. Two,
because she felt... a tingle of sexual excitement... from this...

"Your mother is right, sweetheart." Gabe picked up where Heather
left off. "You have those breathing tubes giving you air because
not only does your body have difficulty respirating on its own,
but because when men are having sex with your mouth their penises
are going to be completely blocking your airway for extended
periods of time. And men will be pleasing themselves in you
constantly - so you see it's a double-necessity that you have an
alternate method of breathing.

Heather was still holding her daughter's hand when it suddenly
happened. It was utterly unexpected, shocking both of them to the
core. Vanessa would have arched her back and struggled if she had
the ability, but instead her only retort was a loud muffled
squeal that was quickly stoppered by the penis that thrust itself
unmercifully into her mouth and halfway down her throat until it
rested midway to the level of her collarbone.

The soft beeping from the machine was much more rapid now -
Vanessa was experiencing all the sensations of being orally raped
for the first time in her life, and she was understandably
panicked. She had no choice but to taste what a man tastes like
for the first time in her bright youth - and feel a man's penis
pulse as a small surge of precum loosened itself into her
whimpering body. Gabe pointed to small webcams that were
discreetly mounted to each of the bedposts and pointed inwards,
taking continuous footage of the bound preteen from all angles.

"The man on the other side can surf for whatever porn he wants,
and he can also switch through any of the cameras in this room,
including the ones pointed at Vanessa here. Lets see what he's
getting himself off to right now..." he said while calmly turning
on a television at the other end of the room. "Vanessa, like all
the girls here, will have a visor identical to the ones the men
wear, placed permanently over her eyes and ears. We don't want
our girls to feel bored or left out given the decades they'll
spend here - that would just be cruel. We let them enjoy and get
off to the same porn the boy raping them is watching, that way
they can feel socialized and learn new things 24/7.

Heather gasped but couldn't move, finding her own body as
paralyzed as Vanessa's as she watched the nurse attaching the
visor to her daughter's head and turning it on. Heather looked
the other way and saw that Gabe had finished synchronizing the TV
with what the man on the other side was viewing... he was staring
straight up Vanessa's gown. Undoubtedly getting off to the view
of her supple, milky-white flesh and her slightly parted legs.
Heather swallowed hard. She had no idea about JC-10 or the fact
that the man next to her was wearing it like a cologne. She
didn't have to know... she just had to feel... horny.

The slight lump in Vanessa's throat pulled out and the boys all
heard a muffled yelp as she tried screaming in protest. The cry
was weak - definitely not as ear-piercing as a little girl's
scream could be. "The air our girls breathe is mixed with a
powerful sedative similar to laughing gas. It's not meant to be
100% effective - it simply cuts down on how loud and long they
can protest, as well as how violently their throats can try and
vomit..." As if a traffic light had turned green the penis went
from hovering menacingly to bucking and heaving into the girl,
followed by her body's instinctive reaction to throw up.

Despite being paralyzed the instinct to gag and expel remained,
and a series of choppy, wet slapping sounds was audible as the
little girl heaved uselessly against the penis which continued to
fuck her with rising emphasis. Heather was so buried in her own
shame that she only then realized the television was showing a
new angle... the man was looking at the camera that went over
Vanessa's shoulder and showed them holding hands.

"It looks like your daughter's first rape gets to be a
mother/daughter scene. How touching!" Gabe patted Heather as if
his callous words were something to be proud of. "Look around
you. All of my boys and girls are eager to see this guy cum down
your bitch's throat. The time for beating around the bush is
over... help the man rape your daughter. This is her first... it
should be a good one!"

Heather felt like she was hit by a bomb-shell... she felt several
hands prodding her and gripping her, moving her hands towards
places they shouldn't have been going... but she was unable to
resist. She felt her palm being guided around Vanessa's throat,
allowing her unprecendented sensation to the penis pumping in and
out within it. Her left hand had been placed between Vanessa's
legs!

Snapping out of her sexual stupor with a shock, Heather tried to
recoil and step back away from her daughter. "My my, what a good
bunch of volunteers you all are becoming. I knew you'd all be so
eager to help get Heather and Vanessa going properly. Please go
on, don't stop... teach her the same way I've taught you." Gabe
coached the teens with an almost imperceptibly altered tone -
watching his youthful group being so proactive in their sexual
depravity was like an honor. He was so proud.

Heather felt like she was a puppet - first physically, but now
mentally. Her hands weren't being physically pushed about, but
she couldn't stop herself from staring at her daughter's crotch
as she cradled it. She couldn't stop herself as she curled her
fingers around and felt the subtle mounds of each labia hidden
beneath thin panties. She failed to stop herself as her hand
started to inch one finger, then two under the fabric... "Don't
be shy now, give the man a show... because the man raping her -
is your husband."

The words practically threw Heather to the ground with the force
of their impact. She felt as if as if an ethereal dildo had just
plunged straight through her vagina and up into her brain. The
last barrier holding her morals up snapped like the final support
on a suspension bridge, undoing everything.

With JC-10 continuing to erode her moral collapse into a gaping
maw Heather leaned forward feeling like her body was no longer
under her own control - she tasted every inch of Vanessa's flesh
as she kissed across her neck and gave her own daughter a hickie.


Her lips pressed gently into Vanessa's neck for several moments
and she felt the repeated thrusts of Vanessa's dad cramming his
cock down her throat. She began to plunge into her little girl's
virgin vagina in unison with the rhythmic feeling. Each thrust of
her father caused a slight lump of throat to roll past her lips
and then recede; it reminded her of the ocean tide pushing back
and forth against the shore. It was just as deceptively
powerful... just as serene...

Heather felt one of the girl's behind her now, embracing her from
the rear and wrapping her arms around her body as she started to
whisper into her ear like a demoness. Shelly lashed her tongue
out in a small lick before she started to control the sexually
unstable woman as if she was possessing her. "Don't stop
fingering her. I bet you can feel the contortions of her vagina
trying to cum and push you out in the same desperate movement.
Her paralyzed body knows what rape is... and what pleasure is..."

The little girl's eyes were wide open and gazing with shock right
into the visor that wrapped around them. She watched through the
perspective of the camera, like a twisted 3rd person observer to
her own rape. She saw her own throat through the camera's lens,
saw her own throat flexing and gagging as her dad continued to
plunge her... plunge her... plunger...

As the mistaken word crossed her racing mind, she realized it
felt like one was being used on her. Like when a plunger is lined
up with a clogged toilet and pumped back and forth, sending water
splashing and making deep sloppy sucking noises... except that
this waste hole was her *mouth*.

Eric watched his daughter through the visor, practically shaking
with lust as he watched her prone body finally being used for the
way it had cock-teased him the past several years. Every father
secretly, deep down, underneath it all, wanted to fuck his
daughter. He acknowledged this fully now, the facts unearthed and
brought to fruition thanks to a heavy dosing of JC-10 in the
waiting lounge prior to being told about her condition and then
told about her booth location.

The chemical merely awakened what was already slumbering deep
within... how could a man not want to taste his daughter's flesh?
Daughters genetically take half of their mother's looks, the same
looks that his wife attracts him with... and the other half? Who
hasn't once had a sexual thought about their sister? Genetic
similarity is a cause for attraction as well.

When both facets are brought together in the form of a tight
little girl it's a recipe for delicious incest each and *every*
time. It's as if nature intended it - there are dozens of species
on earth that perform incest, much to the deliberate ignorance of
the religious masses.

"When did I first look at her and think 'cunt' instead of her
name?" Eric asked himself while he continued to bottom out in her
mouth. Perhaps when she was four... no, three. Even at three she
had the first telltale signs of her mother, the first
unmistakable feminine features of a fucking hottie. And now his
lust for her was blossoming out right down into her body -
impaling her in desire.

Eric changed the camera angle with a double-click of the mouse
and was soon staring back up the legs of her little girl. He saw
his wife hesitantly but consistently fingering her! The rhythm
and urgency of his thrusts picked up, and he felt a small moan
from between his legs as Vanessa tried to whimper a protest once
again. "That's right. Stare at your own cunt while I fuck you..."
he moaned in pleasure as his dick was massaged from tip to base
by the slick passageway of his cute little daughter.

Now through the webcam he saw a nurse, the same woman that had
called him here and spoken in the waiting room, obstructing the
camera for a moment; when she stepped away he saw a thin plastic
tube leaving Vanessa's vagina, a tube the same as the ones going
into her nostrils. A vibrating egg was being taped to the girl's
clit on the top of her opening as well. Both the power cord and
the plastic tube joined together with a twist tie and then ran
off the bed and towards the machine that was helping keep Vanessa
alive.

"The tube connects to a foam dildo that's been shoved into your
daughter's cunt." Gabe's voice resounded loudly enough for the
webcam to pick it up clearly. "There is quite a bit of suction
going through that tube; the ventilation machine has been altered
to intake through that tube instead of it's air filter. Vanessa
will spend the rest of her life breathing through her cunt -
smelling it every minute of the day. She'll grow to think of her
mouth as a cunt as much as the men using her do." Gabe explained
to both the camera and Heather.

"The egg-vibrator turns on automatically when her pulse rises
past a certain threshold - whether it's because she's struggling
in disgust or giving into pleasure, it makes no difference... her
lack of control over her paralyzed genitals means that she'll
have no voluntary way to even stop herself from having an orgasm.
Again and again and again, until the little bitch cums... it's
the perfect training/reward mechanism."

"And finally, all of those nasty vaginal secretions will slowly
but surely get siphoned away through the foam dildo, past the
intake tube and trapped in the moisture bin where it normally
catches excess humidity in the air. Our girls are constantly
milked for girl juice... it provides the most elegant solution
for what to do when a mother has more than one baby to take care
of. It's hard or impossible to juggle more than one babe on your
cunt... we provide a cheap supply of pure cunt slime to feed your
children."

Two of the girls were ecstatic at these last remarks, breaking
out into questions about how and when and where they could find
the bottles of harvested cunt juice for their babysitting jobs.
Heather was re-entering her original shock as she watched the
machine beginning to pump air from Vanessa's cunt right into her
lungs. Vanessa's head struggled - she thrashed her head back and
forth, trying to loosen her mouth from the task of servicing her
dad and tasting her vagina at the same time; the scents of both
genitals were mixing in her lungs and forming the fresh smell of
sex. She felt herself growing sicker and sicker from the
unthinkable way her life was ending... and beginning.

Vanessa couldn't think of a worse turn her life could take... she
was only in 5th grade and here she was smelling and tasting her
dad having oral sex with her. She had a crush on a boy, and had
started to hang out with him during recess, but she hadn't even
kissed yet... and now she was choking on cock. She felt her own
spit brutally splattering out of her mouth and knew it must be
drooling down the wall on the other side of the hole that her
father was using. She had heard of sluts, she'd even called a
girl one for dating two boys at the same time once; now she was a
slut. She had no choice, there was no denying it.

"Can you imagine what she must be going through right now,
Heather? She's only *just* realized that she's been permanently
maimed in a car accident, and now her own parents are preparing
her for a lifetime of sexual slavery by raping her - she's still
pre-adolescent, her little cunt only just beginning to get
attracted by the opposite sex. She must be breaking down inside,
she must be going through shock at watching all of her hopes and
dreams for the future dying... instead of being a doctor or a
musician, she's going to be an endless mouth-cunt."

Eric was pumping with an steady vigor into the tight tunnel of
flesh. Occassionaly he would stop and pull the tip of his dick
until it rested at the entrance to her mouth and wait until she
realized he was hovering there. He would hold his dick with one
hand and begin moving it in slow circles at the entrance to her
mouth, slowly inching his penis inwards and feeling her
desperately trying to hold it at bay.

She couldn't control her body though, she couldn't even control
her head and jaws any longer; with one last flailing attempt at
feminine defense he would inevitably feel her thin, slick little
tongue wildly pressing against the end of his cock or gliding
around the sides and trying to angle it away.

Vanessa's struggle only forced her to fully taste her father -
forced her to keep her tongue wrapped around his dick-head while
he throbbed and oozed a bit of precum right onto her preteen
tongue. It would take months, maybe years to train her the way
the nurse promised earlier that she would be... and until then he
was going to thoroughly enjoy feeling her struggle against his
rape *each* and *every* time.

Once his cock could no longer last against her tongue-teasing, he
suddenly and without warning slid it down her mouth, feeling
every warm fold of flesh part as he strained his groin forward
until his dick was buried once again into her tight throat. But
this time he felt something different - he left his dick crammed
down her throat as he studied the strange sensation... was it her
throat doing this? He couldn't figure out what it was...

Until he changed the camera angle away from Vanessa's cunt and
back to her side-view. His wife had her hand cupped around
Vanessa's throat tightly now, as if she was choking her... but
she was beginning to glide her hand up and down the upper part of
Vanessa's throat like a sleeve; his wife was giving him a handjob
through the throat of their 10-year-old daughter.

Eric almost came right there, and both his wife and daughter knew
it. His dick was pulsing rapidly now, losing itself in the
delirium of sensation. Heather's cheeks were a fiery red - she
had let Shelly suggest for her to do this and she was DOING it.
She had felt Shelly beginning to finger her aching vagina and she
was LETTING her. It was an atrocity - it was the worst parenting
ever, it was something no child should ever have to bear... god,
it felt so good...

Heather leaned over and without any prompting from Shelly this
time she used her other hand to gently pinch Vanessa's nose
closed so that her nostrils hugged shut against the thin tubes
going into them. Her daughter was going to be breathing *nothing*
but her own cunt stench as she felt her father being jerked off
in her throat by her mom.

Heather had her first real, strong orgasm of the day. Hell, of
the week, and of the month, and of the YEAR. Nothing could
compare to the raging ecstacy of cumming while under the
influence of a depraved, sickening act like this. The embers of
her incestuous fire were fanned into an inferno at feeling it.

She began to jack off her husband with an ever-tightening grip
around Vanessa's neck. It was truly a good thing that the young
girl could still get air despite her airway being blocked - both
mother and father were working in unison to fuck her throat like
it was a new sex toy, like it was a new and kinky way to spice up
their marriage...

The sound of a plunger messily pumping into a toilet continued to
fill Vanessa's ears with harder and louder thrusts. She wasn't
sure what it looked like - she'd never actually *seen* a penis
still, but she was feeling it and she was beginning to have a
rough idea of what it must look like simply from how it was
undulating and pulsing against her heaving throat and struggling
tongue.

She suspected he was close to having an orgasm - to having an
ejaculation. She had thought boys could only do that in a girl's
vagina... it would be too gross to feel that in her mouth! She
shuddered as she realized that he was too far down her throat -
she wouldn't be able to choke up whatever came out! She'd have to
swallow...

Gabe had long since propped himself up on an unused bed next to
them and was completely nude from the waist down, piston-jacking
his dick with abandon. All of the boy's in the room were leaning
against walls or sitting on beds as well - and all of them were
leaking copious amounts of precum into their pounding fists.

The girls ground their vaginas in circles with their fingers,
their enjoyment of the grotesque parental rape only surpassed by
brief flashes of cruelly forcing their own mothers to suck the
cunt juice back out of the tampon they were soaking.

Gabe's cell phone rang suddenly, causing him to frown with great
disdain as he stopped his masturbating and answered the call. "My
god... that's it! Bring her in! She fell right into my lap after
all this cat and mouse!" he exclaimed, not even explaining
himself but instead running out of the room with his dick still
hanging out.

There was no time to be puzzled about that, however. Everyone's
attention soon refocused on the virgin 5th grader that was being
mouth-banged by her dad. Heather was getting faster and faster in
her jerking motions. Conversely, Eric wasn't even thrusting
anymore - he was pushing forward against the hole as deep as he
could go, burying his dick as far inside the girl as he could
force it. He didn't need to thrust; Heather was literally jacking
him off by using Vanessa's thin little throat, he could feel it
clearly and eagerly responded to every pump.

"Cum in her, darling... show her what she should have done years
ago." Heather encouraged her husband in a loud voice, loud enough
that he could hear her through the wall. Loud enough that Vanessa
could hear the words despite her brutal face-fucking. And in the
same loud tone, Heather began to speak directly to her:

"You're such a precious little doll... men are going to use you
like a doll for real now. And you know that boy that you have a
crush on? That's right... mommy knows about it. It's okay - I'm
going to make SURE that I bring him here, and I'm going to make
SURE that he fucks your throat. Multiple times."

Vanessa's eyes went cross-eyed... it was already too much feeling
everything going on, but to hear that her own mom was going to
have her first crush mouth-fuck her!?!? And they would never even
kiss... she would just be used as his slut! The ten-year-old
inadvertently triggered the vibrator to turn on...

Everyone could hear the beeping on the monitor had been hastening
over time, and now it had risen to a very quick pace. Her little
heart was beating so fast from the tornado of physical and
emotional turmoil spinning inside her. Beep beep beep beep beep
beep - everyone could hear the rushed pulses of her heartbeat.

Heather lined up each thrust of her hand to match the beats of
Vanessa's heart. It was so touching, so fucking *primal*...
throat-fucking her daughter in such an intimate way. Beep
*thrust* beep *thrust* beep *thrust* beep *thrust*. The girl was
jerking him off with each pulse of her veins. Each contraction of
her heart muscle was a contraction around his cock.

And her body, her little pre-teen body was reacting without her
volition, unsupressed by her mind... she was beginning to feel
twinges of pleasure, of terrible pleasure that she desperately
didn't want... Her vagina was utterly betraying her, forcing her
to become a part of the sick orgy!

She could have sworn she was dying in the following moments -
time stretched so far out that each beep lingered like a
high-pitched trumpet blast. Her dad had started throbbing with
larger and larger pulses, and by blocking her throat for so long
saliva was starting to get backed up... her instinct was to
swallow despite the huge obstruction. She started to swallow
repeatedly, each undulation allowing a small amount of spit to
suck its way into her belly.

Eric suddenly felt the tightest, most arousing sucking feeling
he'd ever felt in his life. It felt like the strongest vaginal
orgasm in the world wrapped around his dick - Vanessa continued
to swallow, tightly constricting her throat muscles in a wave of
squeezing that continued to ripple across the entirity of his
shaft.

Hot spit slickly siphoned its way past the end of his cock, and
on top of that her mother was still vigorously jacking him off
through her immature little throat. The young bitch didn't mean
to, but she unwittingly played the final note in her own rape
symphony...

He released without regard for her frail preteen emotions... she
felt a boy ejaculating for the first time in her life and she
felt the most violated she had ever been. Heather felt him
spurting - her hand had frozen, further creating the illusion of
slowed time.

She kept her hand pressed against Vanessa's throat and could feel
each wad of semen being ejaculated straight within her underage
daughter's neck. Heather began to orgasm under the frantic
finger-fucking that Shelly was bestowing upon her - she let her
cunt drive her thoughts completely as her thighs began to quiver
in the lust of watching her daughter be debased.

"Good girl... service that cock. You'll be doing it a LOT more."
Heather moaned, revelling in the smaller and smaller pulses of
the cock lodged within her little girl's flesh. Vanessa had
started to gag and cough even harder than normal once she felt
the hot sticky fluid filling the middle of her throat.

As Eric slowly withdrew his oozing cock she nearly puked the vile
fluid out... but Eric had clapped a hand against the opening to
her mouth, trapping it in. The way her head was positioned was
designed to maintain a straight line from the end of her throat
all the way to the beginning of her mouth; it was only a matter
of time before the semen began to trickle across her tongue and
pool at the base of her throat again.

She tasted sperm for the first time. She tasted the very sperm
that she was created from. She tried to think of candies and
cakes and sodas... anything else...

"That's right Eric. Make her drink it. I don't think I mentioned
to the rest of you the best part of this hospital arrangement. We
pay for these medical costs in two parts. One is with the small
$5 fee that we charge visitors for using our guests. The other is
by removing the cost of food altogether... it's the most
expensive and never-ending cost that a family or business can pay
for."

"The only thing that our girls ingest is the semen that's shot
into their throats. Some of our girls are too paralyzed to even
swallow on their own, and in those cases it's even better that we
have this arrangement - men can fire semen straight towards their
gullets and they don't even have to worry about proper etiquette
or whether they'll swallow it all. They will."

"Our girls swallow anywhere from half a liter to two liters of
semen each day, depending on how many men use them. They're kept
open for use 24 hours a day and we give them sedatives at night
so they can sleep while still being mouth-raped. They only have
to manage 4 men per hour to get a healthy liter of sperm... and
we drive a *lot* of business into here."

"You probably noticed the men waiting out in the lounge while I
provided this tour for all of you. There are men in these girls'
throats practically every minute of every day. They are cum-dumps
in the most literal sense."

Vanessa orgasmed last out of the sick family threesome. She
orgasmed while listening to how much semen she'd be fed each day.
She couldn't stop it - her cunt was on auto-pilot with the
vibrator turned on. She literally had no way to send the signal
to her vagina to stop... she could only feel the signals coming
from *it* into her mind. It was the one in control now, not
her... she felt like she was going to go insane, being forced to
cum while she heard about herself being treated like a filthy
sperm bank.

Gulp. Gulp. Gulp. Vanessa finally started to swallow the fluid
when she felt it slowly ooze lower down her throat, tickling it
in a warm line. It was thicker than she thought it would be. The
consistency of sperm was the least of her concerns - she was
breathing heavily into the air tubes due to her ongoing orgasm
and the machine had automatically upped the amount of oxygen to
compensate for her hungry lungs.

She would have been panting if there wasn't a hand still cupped
over her mouth sealing it tight. And instead of fresh oxygen she
was rewarded with a stream of damp air delivered straight from
her vagina - she smelled her own orgasm. Her cheeks began to
blush as she had no choice but to breathe the aroma of her
saturated cunt deeply, letting it mix with the taste and smell of
semen.

"Your mouth must taste so rancid with all of that mixing together
inside!" Heather feigned concern over the event, finding it
unthinkably alluring to watch all the chemicals for sex stewing
together in her daughter's mouth. "You'll learn to like it, dear.
Your mouth will probably start to water at the smell of your own
orgasms. Your tummy will start to rumble, not for macaroni and
cheese, but for another thick splatter of ejaculate into your
mouth. You'll learn, honey..."

Heather had started to finger *herself* as she uttered those last
sentences, condemning her child to a life of sex and taunting her
with the future of the inevitable depraved results...

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"Well, well well... I'm glad to see that you all had such a
touching family moment. I've queued the nurses to open up the
lounge doors and let men start flowing freely through the halls
again." Gabe said from behind them with a bubbly voice.

Everyone in the room turned to look at him - he was pushing a
wheelchair into the room with him, a pregnant woman seated in it.
The woman was in her mid-30's with petite features despite her
expanded torso. Several velcro straps looped around her arms and
legs and neck, forcing her to stay sitting against her will.

"I always strive to be a positive force in the world. I'm
teaching the ways of proper sexual conduct and I'm even helping
paralyzed girls maintain a healthy vibrant life against all odds.
But sometimes criminals have to be taken care of as well." Gabe
said, revealing a tone in his voice akin to a judge sentencing an
offender.

"Jill is an undercover police officer. She's spent a dozen years
tracking and bagging pedophiles and rapists; she started spying
on me months ago, noticing what I do and discovering clues as to
how I do it. She even had the gall to pose as a prostitute in a
brothel once, as if she deserves to be associated with such
distinguished women, a lowly prude like her..."

Gabe glared at Jill to match the glare that was already level
with him. The two opponents almost burned the air with the hatred
billowing off their bodies. Suddenly Gabe's glare curved into a
smile as wicked and as curved as a scythe.

"You're put dozens of my friends in jail, merely for having sex
with children. Dozens of men and women losing years of their
life, even their *whole* life, simply for lusting over obviously
hot little cunts that should be simply taught to *please*
strangers instead of fearing them."

"Your old parenting ideals are all wrong, and *you* are all
wrong. I'm setting the world right, one person at a time now."
Gabe took in a breath, preparing to utter the words he had waited
so long for:

"And so I caught you. Even with all your care to wear a gas mask
and avoid the effects of JC-10. Even with your precautions in
wearing gloves and multiple layers of clothing. Your superiors
simply won't believe wild accusations that a miracle chemical
like this could actually exist... you got desperate, and sloppy."

"You let your focus on me and my 'impossible' feats blind you to
the obvious..." Gabe taunted. "You went into the hospital for an
exam after feeling what you felt was an early contraction at only
six months, yes? Definitely something any mother would be worried
about..."

"Well you let your guard down! My employees were more than happy
to notice your face, call me, and then sedate you at my command.
I always had something planned for you, but thanks to your
looming pregnancy I've re-evaluated what to do with *both* of
you..." Gabe laughed out loud, turning around and winking at his
classmates.

"No age is too y-o-u-n-g." He said to her, enunciating the last
word out slowly. And with that, Jill's eyes went from raging
hatred to tiny specks of pupils - she was trying to fathom what
was in store for her. But she was still wrong. "My daughter..."
she whispered, referring to the tiny female within her body.

Gabe took the growing silence as an opportunity to prove himself
to his rival. Walking around Jill he brushed his fingers along
her neck and down the valley of her breasts, getting her
attention and directing everyone's eyes onto the two.

He stood directly in front of Jill, combing his eyes up and down
her body, mentally raping her ahead of time. "JC-10, officer
Brooklyn..." he said soothingly, staring straight at the woman's
crotch now, "It starts slowly at first, overcoming the initial
barriers like floodwater over a dam."

"Soon it erodes the entire dam... unlocks those knotted
tangleweeds of morality from your brain and releases the typhoon
of primitive sex inside us all... even you." he was stroking her
hair gently now, ignoring her grunts and the fact that she was
shaking from the fear of what she might become.

"It's the most passive of any mind-affecting drug on the market,
dear. It doesn't suppress any nerves, it doesn't fill your head
with toxic chemicals... it just sets the source of your thoughts
flowing from the right place. You never lose your memories or
free will - when you finally give in, you'll have nobody else to
blame..." Gabe said, staring head dead in the eyes.

"I want you to be an example for anyone else who crosses me or my
consort in our campaign." Jill jerked her head around in a panic,
then glanced down at her belly after hearing the threat. "Oh
no... you're not going to be a martyr. I abhor murder! No, you're
going to be one of my best *friends*. You're going to be one of
my prime trophy girls... The first of my police reform..."

Jill started screaming again at the outrage of hearing that she
could ever be turned against her deepest morals, against her
strongest friends, against her own family values... A hand cupped
itself tighly against her mouth, silencing her. "Shhhh... I
haven't even gotten to the best part, officer..."  Gabe said,
motioning down at her midriff and caressing her body. "You're
only pregnant six months, far too early to give birth still, but
guess what?" his voice lowered itself to a whisper now:

"We're going to induce labor."

Half an hour later Gabe had a smile on his face as if he'd won a
golf tournament. "I've been talking about this excitedly with my
consort for months now!" he exclaimed, gently stroking Jill's
thighs. She was strapped down on a gynocological bed, her legs up
and spread in the proper birthing posture.

"You've been given quite the cocktail of drugs, Jill. Or more
accurately, your cunt has. Inch by inch, a very powerful and
long-lasting off-the-market anesthetic has been shot into various
regions of your vagina. You're in luck that me and my wife have
both the knowledge and resources to produce such a powerful
pain-reducer. The benefit isn't solely for your labor though..."

"It's because you're going to stay stretched for a very, VERY
long time and your body will need quite a while to adjust to its
permanent new 'appliance'." Gabe said, while administering a drug
to induce labor into the IV entering Jill's arm. Jill struggled
to open her mouth and scream at hearing the insane threats
wielded at her, but found she couldn't open her lips.

"Don't worry about that... your lips have been sealed shut with
liquid bone cement, the same type used to fix joints. It's
incredibly durable and meant to stay within the body - it won't
be coming out anytime soon without the proper dissolving
compound. Your mouth is firmly locked." Gabe explained, gently
stroking her lips and bending down to kiss them.

Jill tried to jerk her head wildly to the sides, her eyes glaring
at him like a wild animal, but between the strap around her
forehead and his grip on her chin, she had no choice but to feel
his lips on hers in a sadistic false-lover's kiss. Her pupils
shrank into specs as he pulled away - she felt her first labor
movements.

"Give her a bit of sedative. Not too much, just enough to stop
her struggling and slow the birth a bit." he directed one of his
assistants. "You must be struggling in horror right now... your
baby still has three months to go before she's ready to come out,
it's far too soon!" he yipped, deliberately mocking her in a fake
female voice. He laughed, and although she couldn't feel any
pain, she felt a dulled pressure entering her crotch area. The
baby was coming fast.

The next few minutes were agony to Jill. She had no idea what her
terrible criminal suspect was going to do to her - she had no
idea he would stoop so low as to bring her unborn child into
this! Her mind was flashing a thousand different colors of angst
as she felt Gabe and his depraved assistants helping ensure the
labor continued. The child could hardly live outside of her this
young... it was murder...

"It's not murder." Gabe said, the hilarious timing of his words
slapping her into stillness. "Me and Jenna, we have no intentions
of murder... quite the contrary, we're going to *ensure* that
your little girl is a healthy cunt." he finished, then whipped
his fingers around in a clever gesture that the assistant's had
been waiting for. Immediately several syringes went into Jill's
body. "My baby..." was the last thing she thought before the
silence of a black-out enveloped her.

Jill didn't know how much longer it was, how much time had passed
before she awoke. She was in a bedroom, she made out that much
with her blurry vision and groping hands. After a few moments she
was able to make out a small window in one wall where the last
red rays of a crimson sunset were falling into the earth. The
color of blood... and MURDER. Jill threw herself into action,
forcing her legs off the bed.

Almost immediately Jill collapsed back down into a sitting
position, her body sending her so many new signals that she
thought she was surely hallucinating. The painkillers from
earlier were still hard at work, but she could clearly feel a
tight fullness in her crotch. It felt as if Gabe had filled her
vagina with a dozen dildos out of some sadistic glee... Jill
realized she had no reason to stay trapped in her clothes now
that her hands were finally freed.

In a rush Jill unbuttoned her pants, yanking them down in uneven
jerks and carelessly tossed them aside. With a few hasted pulls
her panties came down down and off, and Jill bent down to
immediately probe her vagina with her fingers, furiously
determined to remove whatever sick sex toys had been embedded
within. And then she was going to FIND her baby.

No sooner had she started digging her fingers past her labia and
into her vaginal opening than she felt the moisture of her vagina
change. It was suddenly dry, like fleshy rubber. She probed a
finger around deeper and felt no obstruction, no sex toy, just
the much drier flesh... a mixture of puzzlement and horror began
to cloud her thoughts as she tried to imagine what they did to
her to cause this kind of biological reaction...

With a shock Jill heard a door open, swiftly turning her eyes and
seeing that a clear sliding glass door had been at one corner of
the room with Gabe standing behind it the whole time. He stepped
through the doorway, closing it and silencing the distant clamour
of voices off that briefly followed from behind it. There were
many people in the building, Jill realized. Maybe one of them
would help her if she got out of the room where she was being
held...

"I was waiting for you to wake up and 'inspect' yourself, Jill."
he grinned, then bent down and hugged her with a heartfelt
gesture, as if she'd just done something profound for him. Jill
grew even more confused, her body slowing into a stupor. "Thank
you. You were a complete success."

Gabe walked in front of the bed where a large television was
centered on a wooden entertainment center. Opening a lower
cupboard he pulled out a device that looked like a long paddle,
almost like a miniature oar; it was attached to the TV by a long
power cord. He picked up the paddle and walked it towards Jill,
slowing down as he reached her. "Do you want to see your baby?"
he asked simply.

Seeing no reason to struggle against what inevitability might
await her now, Jill allowed Gabe to lay her back with her head
against a couple of pillows so that her head stayed staring at
the television. "This is a sonogram machine, as you probably
guessed. The wand is larger than normal - it's usually used for
livestock; I figured it would come in handy since your baby is in
a standing position rather than curled up."

Gabe flipped the switch to the device and the TV flickered for a
moment as it began to process the signal the sonogram paddle sent
back. Jill continued staring at the television in disbelief - her
mouth would have been hanging open if it hadn't been glued shut.
"That's right, Jill. The baby is still in your cunt. We
deliberately interrupted the labor."

Jill's blood felt like it was curdling in its veins as she
listened to Gabe continue to explain what she was looking at:
"The vagina obviously stretches to a potentially astounding scale
given the different sizes of baby that pass through. Your baby's
head was *just* about to poke it's way out of your vagina when I
gave the signal to stop your labor contractions - and stop them
permanently."

"Normally the placenta and umbilical cord would stop functioning
within a day or two after birth - but in this case your labor
never completed and your baby is still connected to the
umbilical. She's still healthy and growing, but your vagina has
essentially become your new uterus, with only her feet still
resting inside her old home."

"The point of all this though... was here." Gabe said, rotating
the paddle to the side of her waist, giving both of them a
cross-section view of the baby that was lodged inside her
mother's cunt.

"In a visually similar method used on our paralyzed patients, we
painstakingly turned the baby to be laying flat on its back
within you. We then tilted its tiny, fragile head further down
until its mouth was level with the angle of your fuck-tunnel. And
then... then we carefully and gently used pediatric sutures to
sew the baby's lips to the inner walls of your cunt. That's what
you felt when you put a finger inside earlier."

"Don't worry, the sutures are quite strong - they're made for
holding ligaments and bones together. They could withstand
hundreds of pounds of torque before breaking. As a final touch we
injected your baby with a hormone to ensure that her teeth don't
try and grow in. We might allow that after she's born, but
definitely not now..."

Jill had been lost in the shock of the words even though her mind
hadn't been fully unspooling them into comprehension - she felt
like a cartoon character who runs off a cliff and then falls only
after finally letting reality catch up to them. There were no
words to describe what she was feeling as a mother...

"Don't worry, an unborn baby's ligaments are *incredibly*
flexible while they're still forming. Her little jaws stretched
easily to the sides of your vaginal walls. And when a man gets in
bed with you to have sex, and puts his penis in her incredibly
tiny body - it will stretch her out beyond reason - but she'll
stay bright and healthy, a perfect cum-dump."

Jill snapped out of it, the vulgar confirmation of how she was
expected to use her new "vagina" sending her into a fit of fury.
She was still completely off-balance from the barrage of tight
sensations her lower body was sending her and the sluggish way
the anesthetized area responded to movement commands. Gabe had
only to hold her down by the neck to stymie her. She flailed her
arms against him, and he grabbed one of her fists and began
carrying it down... towards her cunt.

"An unborn baby doesn't yet produce saliva - there's no purpose.
You'll have to keep her mouth and throat slicked up purely with
your cunt juice. You'll be starting that... NOW." he said, then
stood up off the bed to go get something from the entertainment
center. Jill lifted her head up... and saw a room full of boys
surrounding her.

They were Gabe's community service volunteers, ranging in age
from 13 to 18 - it seemed impossible that kids so young would
agree to it, but they helped hold Jill down against the mattress
as Gabe finished picking a bright purple dildo up off the top of
the entertainment center.

"You'll relent to it, Jill. You'll relent, and you'll do it
without us even having to worry about you resisting... do you
know why?" Gabe taunted, lust flashing in his expression.

"Because you won't be eating or drinking anything the next three
months." he said, matter-of-factly.

"The umbilical cord is an exchange of resources, a cellular
osmosis of nutrients and waste. It's why a mother can eat and the
baby absorbs nutrients - why it can release toxins during the
growth process and they be absorbed and taken care of by the
mother's body. It had never even been conceived of to run the
nutrient-absorbing cycle in the opposite direction... until now."

"Men will fuck your cunt - they'll be fucking your unborn baby.
And each and every load of semen will fire itself right into the
little bitch's brand-new digestive tract. And as she gets enough
sperm to digest and eat... there will be enough extra nutrients
for the umbilical cord to carry to the placenta, where the
osmosis of resources will occur with your body, and you'll
actually GAIN nutrients from your baby instead of vice-versa."

"You'll actually FEED from your baby instead of feeding it. You
will literally live from the cum being raped into your little
fetus girl. You'll gladly walk the halls of this fine
brothel-house as a prostitute. You'll wear slutty clothes and
you'll even masturbate to keep your "vagina" wet. You'll be
fucked practically every hour of your long work shifts for the
next three months in order to keep your baby AND yourself from
starving..."

Jill thought she had been shocked before, but this was beyond
inhumane... she was going to have to... to actually ACT like she
wanted this! "You have no choice. We're keeping you within this
building the next three months. You can use every facility...
except the front door. Our bouncers will keep it closed to you
until your baby is finally ready to be... hmmm... born again?"
Gabe laughed heartily, sending a cold surge of panic into Jill's
heart.

Jill's soul was imploding in on itself. She had spent her whole
life opposing prostitution, arresting criminals in other states
and trying to finally ban it in Nevada. She'd spend her whole
life putting pedophiles behind bars - sometimes even reducing
them to a lethally-injected corpse. She'd spend her whole life
with one man, having only had sex with one faithful man...

And now she was going to slut around for months, offering her
body to any man who gave her a passing glance. And when they
fucked her, not only would they be inside her, but they'd be
inside her precious unborn baby - fucking half its body with
their hammering thrusts. The ultimate prostitution. The ultimate
pedophilia. The ultimate adultery.

Like a light bulb being smashed, the three abyssal fates smashed
into Jill like the ground rushing up from a free-fall, and her
will to resist shattered... she was broken... and she had no
choice but to relent.

With her eyes glazed over in the aftermath of a dead conscience,
Jill took the purple dildo from Gabe's outstretched palm, like a
gift. She looked at it as a terrible intruder waiting to happen,
a monster. She looked up and saw all of the boys still
surrounding her, now with their dicks out in sick excitement.

She realized that her mind had ignored earlier to even register
the willing girls in the room. They were actually sucking cocks,
actually fingering themselves, actually watching with just as
much excitement as the males. She couldn't believe that her own
gender could betray her so completely, could give into such
wicked sinful lust... she couldn't believe that even girls had
this in their cores...

The tip of the dildo touched her pussy lips. As soon as it did
she felt herself growing moist... Gabe had soaked the dildo in a
bucket of JC-10 for hours before giving it to her. Even her own
body was a betrayer now, an aspect of her own inner destruction,
she thought. "The vaginal secretion that builds up on the other
side of her mouth, sealed away and oozing from the back of your
cunt? It will eventually become a surrogate kind of amniotic
fluid. Instead of constantly floating in natural fluid from the
womb, she'll be submerged in your cunt juice."

The thought made her shudder, and the involuntary shaking of her
arm made the dildo wiggle itself in past the opening of her
labia. Her juices were beginning to flow more freely now - the
chemical was working magnificently on a physical level despite
her complete mental resistance - she wondered how long it would
be until her mind gave in too...

She forced herself with the most painful decision of her entire
life to begin moving the dildo inwards. It slid easily past the
half-centimiter of flesh that was her own cunt-tunnel, before the
texture changed and she realized the dildo was at the tip of her
daughter's hopelessly open mouth. This was where it happened,
this was the point of no return - the point that she would break
irrevocably. After several agonizing seconds that felt like hours
in hell... her arm began to coax the dildo further inwards.

"Oh, god..." she thought to herself, moaning in panic as she
began to push the dildo in and out in short flicks. Each push
went just a tiny bit deeper, carrying more cunt slime further
into the fetus's absurdly small mouth cavity. It was half the
size of a newborn baby still... it's mouth was stretched out
obscenely to be able to accomodate a girth the size of a grown
woman's vagina!

"It's okay, Jill... her still-forming body has extremely flexible
non-rigid structure right now. Every limb is more flexible than
your nose or ear, able to be pulled and stretched immensely."
Gabe told her, in a disturbing attempt to somehow *comfort* her.

She immediately thought of those women in foreign countries that
insert huge ear-loops into their ears, permanently stretching
them out over time even after the earring is removed... was her
baby going to be born with her mouth and throat permanently
stretched out by penises!? The thought made her die inside.

And still, she had no choice but to continue. Despite the awful
idea of a permanently throat-fuck-stretched child, she
continued... and her pushes began to hit the back of the fetus's
mouth. She was wrong before when she said she had gone past the
point of no return... THIS was the point of no return. She closed
her eyes, and would have wanted to kill herself if she wasn't
responsible for preserving the baby's life... she started to push
the dildo in past the small resistance her thin and delicate
throat presented.

Such thin, supple flesh, easily swept aside... nobody had any
idea of knowing what the unborn baby was thinking with its
still-primitive, still-forming brain as the sex toy leapt further
and further into its body, carrying female juices with every
thrust.

The boys could hear a sticky sound as she was pushing now - her
pussy juice was caking to the previously dry skin of the
pre-infant's throat and was clicking in wet soppy noises just
like a real cunt. They all knew that the girl's mother was
providing the lubrication - the little taste buds on the tiny,
tiny sliver of a tongue in the fetus's mouth awakened for the
first time and processed the taste of cunt juice. The dildo began
to thrust even further - it was barely an eighth of the way in!

Jill wanted to get it over with now. Her caution was just
belaying the inevitable and drawing the tragic action out even
longer. She began to thrust with deeper and harder thrusts. She
felt tugs of resistance and felt like she had her hand on
someone's knuckles as they were popping them; the baby's bones
and ligaments were stretched out like taffy, each vertebrae
popping as it moved out of alignment and stretched under the
attack of the sex object pushing through.

THRUST pop-pop-pop-pop... THRUST pop-pop-pop-pop... THRUST
pop-pop-pop-pop, the fetus was having it's anatomy rearranged to
become a living sex cavity. It felt so brutal repurposing her
daughter this way... the popping finally ended as the dildo
finished its conquest over the delicate esophagus and entered the
realm of the fetus's stomach.

Jill looked up at the boys, pleading with her eyes to let her
stop - but she knew they wanted her to push it in ALL the way.
They wanted her to masturbate her juices down the full length.
Jill squelched her eyes shut in a grimace, and pushed further in
with the dildo which was now a third in.

The next few thrusts were relatively easy - until the fetus's
gagging reflex finally kicked in. Such a young life-form wasn't
supposed to even be eating, it was no wonder it took so long to
react. The fetus had been laying flat from her vagina all the way
back to her uterus, so as she heaved and her legs kicked, Jill
felt her uterus being brushed and bumped by tiny feet.

She continued to thrust, trying to ignore the dizzying sensation;
the fetus's arms began to heave as well - they were trapped at
the baby's sides thanks to all the constrictive force of being
lodged in Jill's vagina, but nevertheless Jill felt the little
limbs jerking on either side of her pussy. She pushed in harder,
hoping it would somehow quell the reflex into abating...

The dildo was no larger than a regular penis, so it was a
terrible foreboding sign of things to come when she felt the
dildo reach the end of the tiny stomach after only being embedded
halfway inside Jill's cunt! She was growing desperate with her
attempts to end the humilation and defeat, she began thrusting in
and out with even deeper cycles.

The dildo pushed *further* in; having no place else to go it
reached the opening to the fetus's duodenum, where the stomach
ended at and attached to the small intestine - and slipped
THROUGH it. The dildo went in, thrust after thrust, going
endlessly deeper into the outrageous fuck-tunnel.

Quickly the dildo was sliding into intestine itself, re-arranging
part of its naturally crumpled and twisted shape into a stretched
out and solid line as the dildo forced it into being a
fuck-sleeve. This went on for several seconds despite Jill's
increasingly panicked thrusts - she had been watching the entire
thing on the sonogram and was so desperate to end the ordeal that
she could no longer focus on anything else.

After straightening out nearly half of the length of twisted and
curled up intestinal hose, the dildo had penetrated straight down
the baby's mouth, through it's throat, through it's stomach, and
continued in a straight line down its abdomen until the dildo
finally bottomed out just above the FETUS'S tiny sac of a uterus.
The feeling must have been intense for the little bitch.

Without saying even a word of explanation, Gabe reached his hand
to her crotch and took her fingertips which were holding the
dildo, and pushed the sex toy inside until her labia covered it
and it disappeared. "This is how you'll walk around when you're
not being fucked. At *all* times." he commanded her. "And one
more thing... you'll have it ON." he quirped, taking Jill's own
fingertips and pushing them into her vagina and using them to
flick the small switch on the base of the device.

Jill hadn't been prepared for this... she didn't know the dildo
vibrated, nor did she know that it twisted and turned as well!
She still had her eyes frozen on the sonogram machine, so she
clearly saw the dildo flexing and weaving and rotating in circles
around her baby's entire abdomen, sliding her guts around in
steady circles and vibrating so hard that the sonogram image
appeared blurry... not only could she see it, but she could feel
it.

Jill could actually feel the probing tip of the dildo rubbing
circles around the inside of her vagina; she couldn't possibly
*not* feel the massive wave of vibrations sending sensations to
every inch of her flesh and teasing her clitoris. Like the horse
arcing up through the girl's stomach, the dildo was pressing
straight through the fetus's belly-skin with its rotations - it
was forcing Jill to feel her G-spot being rubbed on... by her own
infant's flesh.

She couldn't help it. The sensations were too powerful in
combination with the JC-10. Despite her every ounce of willpower
to deaden any and all reactions, the tiniest quiver of her vagina
caused the fetus to feel a slow undulation start from its head
and squeeze its way down. The fetus kicked in surprise to the
squeezing pulsation - between its mother's vagina pushing in and
the dildo pushing out it must have felt like it was inflating and
deflating at the same time. Like being flung to the bottom of the
sea and out into the vacuum of space simultaneously.

The kicking of the fetus was jostling her uterus around and the
arms flinching at each side of her vagina was only adding more
sensation in addition to the steady whirring circles of the dildo
rolling around. Her cunt quivered again, and then the vibrations
across her clit made her quiver again. It was the beginning of a
terrible, terrible chain reaction. She couldn't believe her body
would humiliate both of them like this!

"Did you know that both genders can orgasm at any age? The
response is reflexive, brought on by nerves being activated and
sending the right signal. It's the reason vibrators work - they
just tickle and toggle the right nerve endings into firing. And
guess where the tip of this dildo is at in your little girl?"
Gabe asked her sadistacally, watching the sonogram machine with
as much interest as she was. When Gabe had pushed it in all the
way, the tip of the dildo had pushed down her empty uterus and
finally nestled at the top of her back of her cervix.

The dildo was still housed inside her intestine, but it was
pressing firmly on the tiny nub of a muscle that was her
fetus-sized cervix. The vibrations of the dildo were being
directly throbbed right into the muscle, where they continued on
across the walls of her infinitesimal vagina and resonated into
her little dot of a clit!

"Watch, as your little bitch gets off with you... she has no
chance of resisting - the JC-10 has already encouraged those
neural pathways of her growing brain to stay active, and her body
is already sending the signals. She isn't even self-aware yet...
but she'll fucking cum."

Jill wasn't even blinking anymore - the torrential downpour of
feelings bombarding her cunt was more powerful than a master
hypnotist. She felt like she was fighting the current of a
whirlpool in the middle of an ocean, it was hopeless and she felt
herself giving in a bit more with every passing second.

Gabe turned a knob on the paddle and it zoomed in on her
daughter's miniature vagina. He looked at Jill's face with
pleasure as he saw that she was breathing hard - both from
pleasure and hatred and the corrosive interplay between the mixed
feelings. She thought she had been broken already... but she was
WRONG.

The sonogram machine was zoomed in and centered, Gabe held it
tightly against her skin and then used a roll of tape from his
pocket to keep it firmly anchored against being moved out of
focus. It was showing her daughter's vagina. "Yo dawg, we heard
you like vagina, so we put a vagina in ur vagina..." Gabe said,
managing to crack a joke during the most horrible moment of the
mother's existence - she saw the vagina clearly starting to
throb.

"So you can cum while SHE cums." Gabe finally finished the
internet meme with a twist, confirming what Jill thought she must
have been hallucinating as the grainy black-and-white image of a
vagina on the television continued to pulse in small but rapid
successions.

It was pure reflex, it was pure biology! Nothing but an automatic
reflex made slightly more pronounced due to the JC-10 opening up
the right neurological responses! Jill tried to scream these
thoughts at herself in an attempt to avoid one cataclysmic
thought from registering in the front of her mind: Her unborn
baby girl was already a slut.

Stars appeared to rain from nothingness as her body imploded in a
sensation unlike any other. Her morals and will to live and
motherly instincts had been violated to a degree unlike any she
could have fathomed; instead of being physically violated to the
utmost degree like Terrica, she had been *mentally* violated to
the utmost degree. It didn't matter whether the root of the
penetration came from mind or body - her female body reacted as
if a jackpot lever had been pulled. It reacted by starting within
her the truest orgasm of her life.

The little tiny, insignificant fetus within Jill's vagina was
orgasming also... unlike Jill it WAS being physically violated
beyond all reason and comprehension - it was only natural that
her nightmarishly-fucked body reacted the way it did at the same
time. Like an encore at a theatre, a procession of ejaculations
began to pop on all sides of them as everyone realized what the
pair was going through.

The sonogram showed multiple layers of flesh undulating. The tiny
cunt was orgasming deep inside of the bigger one and it gave the
appearance of a kaleidoscope of squeezing, throbbing translucent
flesh moving back and forth. Despite any mental and physical
pain, both mother and daughter were being given the most lavished
amount of pleasure their bodies could process - they would WANT
it to happen again now... even the fetus would eventually begin
to associate, like Pavlov's dog, the cause and effect of being
body-fucked with this resulting orgasm...

Jill woke up several minutes later with a high-pitched ringing in
her ears - it was the residual effects of her own mind-blowing
orgasm still fading. She'd passed out from the overflow of
signals her cunt had sent her; she wondered if her daughter had
stayed conscious.

"It's a good thing she doesn't need to breathe, isn't it?" the
man asked, looking between her legs and lustfully gazing back up
at Jill. "You give the little bitch oxygen, and she gives you
food. What a nice relationship to have." he continued, waking
Jill out of her haze. She didn't know the man at all...

He was in bed with her, just like Gabe had claimed men would do.
He was stroking her face gently, she didn't know how long he had
been doing so before she awoke. The dildo had been removed from
her fetus/cunt and was laying beside her head. It smelled like
her cunt... and like something else; her baby's internal organs.
She stared at it and grew sick remembering what she had done.

The man touched her gently as he leaned in and kissed her sealed
lips, licking his tongue across them and moistening them into
shining. She instantly smelled the same scent of the dildo... on
his breath. "Oh god..." she thought, realizing how he'd woken her
up. With the same devilish gentility he once again lowered
himself to the foot of the bed, lifting her legs at the same
time...

His mouth plugged itself on the opening to her cunt, his tongue
licking and sucking eagerly. Jill was such a prude... she'd never
let a man taste her down there or even suggest it. She arched her
back in disgust, both from the man sucking on her and what was
about to happen. She started to struggle, but quickly deflated
again all on her own - her broken spirit came back to her like a
boomerang, reminding her that she had to submit in order to feed
her child. The man reached out his arms and held her hands with
his own as he buried his tongue inside her.

His tongue licked around the small bit of slimy flesh that was
her vagina, and then started lap around the fetus's mouth. His
tongue began to dart in and out, licking the sides as if it was
still inside Jill and trying to pleasure her... he was feeling
the curves of the baby's mouth and the texture of its toothless
gumline. He tasted the inside of the girl's mouth - he actually
looped under the tiny nub of a tongue with his own, flicking it
around in circles and then diving forward to meet her throat
before turning in circles again. He was french-kissing her unborn
child.

The mere thought caused her cunt to contract on its own - she was
warped beyond repair by her earlier orgasm, and was beginning to
see the girl for what she really was. A small, distant voice was
the only thing left calling out and telling her it was wrong -
but it was fading like a dream, like something ephemeral to be
forgotten. She looked down at the man eating her cunt and
french-kissing her fetus, and slowly, ever so slowly... allowed
herself the pleasure of his licks.

He paused and looked up at her after feeling her beginning to
respond. He laughed softly, like a lover teaching their spouse a
new trick for the first time. He slowly raised himself up over
her body, and she felt herself responding so naturally... she
began to breathe more heavily, her cunt began to wet itself
fully, sending fresh vaginal secretions leaking into the baby's
open mouth.

She was unfettered now, released from the shackles of morality
that held her down before. Even though she was imprisoned in the
brothel she felt freed... and he embraced his naked body around
hers from above, her legs automatically assuming a missionary
position to accept his entrance into her cunt. And into her baby.

The feeling was indescribable for the man. The little baby had
already been stretched out by the dildo, but the stretchy
ligaments of the child had returned back to their original
shape... for now. He thrust into the fetus with heavy pushes, far
heavier than the first tentative dildo thrusts had been. What he
lacked in vibration he made up for in his piston-like alacrity.

His dick was heated up by the wet folds of labia at the entrance
to Jill's vagina, but at contacting the outstretched, sewn-open
lips of the baby within he felt noticeably warmer - the baby's
core temperature was slightly higher than that of its mother. He
pushed in with his engorged dick rubbing past the bare gums and
tiny tongue and miniscule uvula, jamming himself in and through a
frail and delicate throat.

Once again the ligaments and muscles were stretched apart, being
slowly trained and taught that they need to stay far enough open
to accomodate a dick. Once again Jill felt the small succession
of pops from her daughter's throat being penetrated by the male
battering ram. And the man felt it too - he took his time slowly
driving his dick back and forth in smaller thrusts for a few
seconds as he savored slowly popping open each and every disc and
tendon in the fetus's throat.

Another thrust drove his penis into the infant's mini-stomach,
where he stretched and elgongated it with his cock, enjoying the
fact that it had been pre-coated in vaginal secretions from its
mother's earlier orgasm. The baby was too young to even produce
stomach acid... cunt juice lined its stomach and oozed unimpinged
into its intestines.

The intestines of the infant felt breathtakingly good...
intestines digest via a constant secretion of mucus and a small
undulating action to carry food forth. The combination of mucus
and cunt juice was a fine lubricant on its own - feeling the
intestine actually pulsating on his dick in a digesting motion,
beckoning it downwards with a literally hungry gesture... the
combination was any man's wet dream.

Jill felt his balls slapping repeatedly against her body, tapping
the bottom of her vagina and ass and knew just how far and hard
he was burying himself inside her little unborn girl. The head of
his cock was performing just like the dildo, pushing in through
the top of her pea-sized uterus and easily pressing further down
until it reached her cervical wall.

Unlike the dildo, his feverish and manly thrusts kept him pushing
inwards on the cervix and smashing further forward until his
thrusts compressed her vaginal tunnel like someone taking a
stretched out accordian and pushing one end toward the other. His
dick was simply squashing down into her uterus and cervix and
finally into her tiny sex tube.

The fetus experienced what it felt like to be fucked backwards.
With his dick still wrapped in her intestine he continued to push
further into her vaginal tunnel, but the fetus's vagina was
beyond small - it only took a fraction of an inch to cover the
distance from the end of her vagina to her G-spot zone where he
finally bottomed out.

Each thrust of his dick compressed the vaginal tunnel and rubbed
against the infant's hardly-grown G-spot, and each withdrawal of
his dick allowed the miniature cavity to expand again. It truly
resembled an accordian being played with now.

With every bottoming out the entire length of the baby's abdomen
was penetrated by cock. It was unthinkable to get off by brushing
an unborn baby's G-spot, and yet there he was... doing it with
her mother's consent.

Jill couldn't feel it when her baby had its second orgasm,
responding reflexively to the pressures and rubbing being applied
to its genital nerves. The first one had been caused by the
vibrations of the dildo, but this... she couldn't believe it when
he looked suddenly into her eyes with a frenzied glare and barely
managed to stutter "she's cumming..."

It felt like a breath of air flittering past his dick-head; like
a butterfly flapping its wings on the tip of his cock in quick
succession - something scarcely able to be felt if you weren't
paying the utmost attention to every sensation your body gave
you.

He kept his cock buried as it was, pressing against the tiny
girl's G-spot as he focused every thought into the ghost-like
sensation passing around the tip. The tube of her undeveloped
vagina that he was pressing through each time, the little
fuck-tunnel that was canvassed like an umbrella around the tip of
his intestine-sheathed dick... *that* was what he felt quickly
fluttering in an orgasm.

The fetus slut was cumming, and it was his dick that did it. She
was getting off for him, the little girl that wasn't even born
yet. The tiny and squashed tube of vaginal muscles flickered
quickly and rapidly given how instinctive and immature the
reaction was. The baby's body responded to the massage on its
most sexually sensitive area.

With his dick still lodged inside the baby from mouth to cunt,
and without even needing to move, he felt the fluttering
palpation of the feather-light muscles on his cock-head - and
cummed.

SPLUUURT. The first load of semen fired directly into the fetus,
directly into its intestines where it could be digested
immediately. SPLUUURT. Another load joined the first - he
couldn't see it but his cum was firing into the slippery tunnel
of her intestines, his cum going airborne for just the slightest
few milliseconds as it almost immediately splattered into the
curving walls and oozed further down the twisting tube.

SPLURT. SPLURT. SPLURT. He wondered if the throbs of his dick
against her G-spot were making her cum again, but there was no
way he could hold his dick still enough to feel it...
SPLURTSPLURT. SPLURT. He was just about finished unloading
himself inside of her, and his combined globs of semen were
already drooling around the curves in her intestines, being
carried further along by their undulating action and being
eaten...

SPLURT. Splurt..... splurt. He finished cumming and then felt his
dick continue to throb in small pulses from the residual pleasure
of his unimaginable orgasm. He felt like he was high on some kind
of drug - the child would have a lot to digest by the end of the
night if every man came as hard as he did, he thought.

"T-t...thank you..." Jill whispered to him, her cheeks as red as
roses from how humiliating the sentence was. He realized that he
was feeding her too - both of their lives depended on men raping
them, fucking them, using them like girl cattle.

He almost stayed hard thinking about it, but his orgasm was so
intense that there was no way he would be able to cum again; he
slowly withdrew his dick from the infant, it's limbs flinching as
it felt the massive member finally loosening itself from her
body.

It couldn't see, it didn't breathe, it's ears were filled with
cunt-juice that had pooled in the other side of Jill's vagina and
were further clapped shut by her vaginal walls. The only
sensations the baby had was to feel and taste penis fucking its
entire body. That was her purpose in life, even before she was
born...

The anonymous man left the room, letting the sliding glass door
stay open. Jill realized she was going to have to leave the room
on her own accord now. She glanced at the dildo next to her and
remembered that she would have to keep it deep inside her and her
baby's bodies while she walked the brothel... she knew Gabe would
check to make sure it was on. She and her baby would be orgasming
slowly but repeatedly while she sauntered the hallways, danced on
poles, teased men to come to her bed and rape her unborn
daughter...

"Yes, my lovely cunt... I see her walking out of her room now. I
haven't had a chance to check her crotch to see if she's followed
orders yet, but I'm almost sure." Gabe said into his cell phone.
After a minute of conversation on the other end, he spoke again.
"Jenna, that's so good to hear... your little succubi are growing
up so fast! And my incubi? Well... I sent them home to rape every
girl in atleast one of their neighbors' houses tonight. I gave
the girls the tampon assignment you thought about... everything
is working out so beautifully." he finished, complimenting
everyone that had been indoctrinated by their most recent
excursions.

"Gabe... with Jill finally under your thumb, the hospital in full
swing and so many children sexually emancipated, I don't see why
we can't finally start phase two of our plans..." Jenna smiled
widely into the phone, the last few months of hard work turning
out to be the best she could have hoped for. "My succubi will
start adding JC-10 to the food supply.... and you'll finish
injecting new ingredients into medical prescriptions. This
chemical... is about to go epidemic..."
