The James Family: New Life

Chapter 1: Good Morning

Codes:  F/f, Exhibition, Incest, Teen, Toys, Humiliation, Reluctant, Sci-Fi

Alison James stepped out of the shower and grabbed for her towel through the mist that permeated the sparkling white bathroom.  The hot shower had relaxed her body but her mind still raced as her thoughts turned to the coming day.  Today would be the first day of her new career.  So many years of schooling and university all preparing her for today.  All the hard work and sacrifice would finally begin to show their worth.  Finally at 21 Alison felt she was starting a new life.

Alison stood in front of her bathroom mirror and failed to recognize herself in its clouded reflection.  A gentle tap on the mirror and the water vapor froze across the surface in an elaborate pattern of crystals only to quickly dissolve into water and fall away.

The mirror, now clear and somehow protected from the remaining vapor, displayed Alison's reflection with pride.  Alison dried her long raven hair and stared into her own green eyes.  After brushing her hair straight Alison applied faint touches of makeup to her pale white skin and just a suggestion of red to her small pink lips.  Not having much experience with makeup Alison never trusted herself to use much at all. She was quite content to rely on her natural good looks.

Alison cupped her ample breasts.  At 'class 8' by the new scale of measurement her overly large bosom had always been something of a thorn in her side.  Most of Alison's friends were allowed to get breast augmentation after they finished schooling, some of them couldn't even handle a proud set of 8's.  Being forced to grow up with such large breasts had always made Alison feel left out, especially by the other girls.  No matter how many times she let her friend examine them, they always said they boobs couldn't be real. 

Alison remembered asking her mother for breast reduction, but she was firmly told that if you take them away they never come back quite as good.  So instead Alison's parents bought her a backbone enhancement for her 15th birthday to prevent her  growing mammaries from causing her any more discomfort than necessary

The bathroom door slid open with a vaguely futuristic sounding "shh".  Alison knew it must be her mother as the safe door wouldn't allow her brother to enter her bathroom while she was inside unless he entered an emergency override code, which he didn't know.

Amanda James stepped gracefully into the white bathroom, the air now clear and scented.  Amanda, like Alison, was naked bar a small white towel that struggled to stretch between her perfect toned behind and her massive class 9 breasts. Amanda was day to her daughters night.  Long blond hair and a firm golden tanned body.  Both women possessed familiar traits of long legs, a thin waist and fine facial features.

Amanda stepped away from the safe door and regarded her daughter warmly.  Both women had been looking forward to this day when finally the daughter could come work at the company with her mother.

Alison always felt inadequate in her mothers presence.  Her mother the big career woman and Alison only beginning to take her first steps into the world of business.  At present Alison also felt towered over by her mother because she in fact was. Alison looked down her mothers smooth long golden tanned legs to find her not surprisingly wearing her 5 inch non slip red heels.  The kind the media had been selling to girls for years so they could look their best while being safe on tragically slippery bathroom tiles.

The mother dropped her towel and revealed her gorgeous golden body.  Not the body we would attribute to a 40 year old mother, perhaps a 28 year old swimsuit model.  Alison stared at her mothers form, aware how young her mother looked and in awe of how maturely she carried herself.

"Lets have a look at you"

Amanda stepped close to her daughter and removed her towel.  The mother critically examined her daughters nude form. Alison noted the usual look of disapproval on her mothers face.

Amanda brushes a long fingered hand delicately across her daughters tufted sex with familiarity. 

"I asked you to remove all this" reminds Amanda as she stares her daughter down with her piercing blue eyes.

Alison looks down at the light growth of black hair above her vagina and then at her mother's completely shaven mound.

"I will give you a proper shave while you fix your makeup"

"But I've already done my makeup" protests Alison feeling very insecure.

"Nonsense"

"But mom!" whines Alison as if a young girl again in her mothers presence.

"Thats one!" claims Amanda holding up a finger in warning, ending the conversation for Alison.  "Your also not wearing your non slip shoes, thats another one."

Amanda turns and expertly manipulates a small touch pad by the safe door.  After a few quick touches a serene womans voice can be hear throughout the house summoning Alison's younger brother Luke to the bathroom.

Alison stands in front of her mirror naked not wanting to further provoke her mother when she is in a controlling mood.

The safe door opens and a half asleep 16 year old Luke is standing awkwardly outside portal.  Amanda stands tall with one hand on her still naked hip and lists off several items from her personal bathroom for Luke to fetch.

Amanda isn't naturally an exhibitionist but she can easily lose herself in a task when she decides it demands her personal attention.  Alison stands motionless, doing her best to cover her pussy and large breasts.

As the list continues Luke's attention wanders and he cannot help but steal the chance to stare at his gorgeous mother and sister naked.  Alison feels her cheeks flush from the embarrassment of her brothers attention and the scandalous nature of some of the items her mother has requested. 

"... straight razor... non slip shoes... makeup kit... the green needle... the blue needle... and the enema kit..." 

When Amanda finishes her list Luke continues to devour his mother and sister with his eyes. 

"Luke! Go now!" commands Amanda with a vigorous point of her hands.

Luke turns to leave but before taking a step awkwardly swing back around on the spot.

"Uh mom"

"Yes dear"  Ask Amanda impatiently with her arms now crossed under her massive mammaries.

... again Luke is lost as his mothers action thrusts her breasts out even more prominently.

"Luke!"

"Oh yeah, um you forgot to say please" 

"Luke cant you see I'm busy" snaps Amanda while she waves a hand at her embarrassed nude daughter.

"Hey" complains Luke in a hurt tone "Thats one"

"Luke I'm sorry, go get the things"  asks Amanda in a suddenly more humble tone of voice.  Knowing that she would never let her son discipline her as she was going to do to Alison later this morning.

"Two!" replies Luke sternly

"Please!" says Amanda with another snap

"And thats another one for snapping"  says Luke as he turns to finally leave.

Amanda now with a flushed face turns around to her daughter and finds her standing where she left her but with a mischievous grin on her face.

"And thats one more for you too"

"Why?" begs Alison

"For not having all this done last night.  Now turn around"

"But thats not fair you..."  begins Alison

"And another one!  Turn around"

In a huff Alison turns around and sulks into her mirror.

Amanda licks the manicured tip of her index finger and places the wet digit at the base of her daughters spine.  Amanda works the finger down her daughters skin slowly until it passes between her fine ass cheeks and stops to rest over Alison's puckered butthole.  With a vengeful smirk Amanda quickly drives the finger up into her daughter's tight ass.

"Mom" gasps Alison

"Your too tight back here, you haven't been wearing your buttplug have you?"

"But i don't like it, why does.." whines Alison as her mother places her free hand on her daughters shoulder and uses her body to pin her against the sink and mirror.

"I know you don't understand why, and I've told you as much as i can."  Begins Amanda as she starts to piston the lone invader in and out of her daughters puckered hole. "You know much of the things that go on at the company are proprietary and i can only tell you that the security measures would go allot smoother had you done as i asked."  Amanda tries to make her point by forcing another finger into her daughter but her tightness and unwillingness prevents it. 

"Thats a full five for disobeying me and not using the buttplug i bought you"

A beep from the door announces Luke's return and Amanda quickly give the door the verbal command to let him in.  Luke steps in the room with a small armful of bags as per his mothers request.  The sight that greets him is completely without precedent.  His naked mother standing in red high heels leaning across his nude sisters back, his mothers large tanned breasts pressing against his sisters pale skin.  Amanda, better to think of her as Amanda and not 'Mom', finger fucking Alison's asshole while Alison cries into her mirror which Luke cannot help but see.  Sure there family follows a set of rules and punishments for their unruly womenfolk like all modern families do but this still isn't a normal sight in the James house.

"Your sister has been a bad lazy girl and now she needs our help to get ready for her big first day at work.  Go get her buttplug from her room"

"Another one" says Luke flatly as he puts the various items down on the sink.

"Please Luke!" snaps Amanda

"Fine! But thats another one for snapping at me too!  Sis, where do you keep your plug?"

"Mom..."

"Alison Emily James you tell your brother where you hide your buttplug this instant!"  Demands the domineering mother as she roughly thrusts her finger deeper into Alison's anus.

"I.. keep.. it.. in.. my.. un.. der.. wear.. drawer"  sobs Alison in short bursts,  fearing what else Luke may find.

As Luke leaves to fetch his big sisters ass stretcher Amanda pulls her finger out of her daughters tight bum and wipes it clean on some scented toilet paper.  Alison straightens up begins to wipes away her tears until her mother swats her on the rump.

"Stay there until i tell you to move!" orders Amanda.

Amanda's order is interrupted by an irritating mechanical voice from the intercom announcing a penalty "Unauthorized punishment:  Two points".

"Now look what you have done" demand Amanda.

Amanda goes through the bags Luke brought and pulls out the two syringes.

"Stand up straight, turn around and put your hands on your head"  orders Amanda sounding like some sort of Nazi bathroom law enforcement officer.

Amanda quickly complies, noting the feel of her class 8's as the position of her arms thrust them forward.  Amanda takes Alison's 5 inch blue non slip shoes and squats down on her own safety footwear to secure them to her daughters feet.  The shoes claim a warranty to unsure against falls in wet tiled environments but Amanda also notes their high heel design gives her daughters calves a much more glamorous look and a stubborn little girl like Alison will need every advantage to make it at the company.

Chapter 2: Sexual Edge

Codes:  F/f, Exhibition, Incest, Modification, Teen, Toys, Humiliation, Reluctant, Sci-Fi

Mother and daughter, Amanda and Alison James, stand naked as babes in the glowing white of their family bathroom.  Amanda continues to prepare her nervous daughter for her first day of work.

"Now dear I didn't want to do this while Luke was here because its kind of embarrassing"  Amanda admits sympathetically.  Alison's eyes widen as Amanda picks up the green filled syringe and points it at her.  The sight of Amanda standing proudly on her red high heels, hand on her well formed nude hip, waving the syringe to accompany her words intimidated Alison to silence.

"These are some little tricks modern working women have picked up to leave a memorable impression on our colleagues.  This syringe will give your lovely breasts another class and do wonders for your nipples."

"But wont the stringent security and health measures your always talking about at work kind of clash with this sort of thing?"  Asked Alison hoping to avoid the prick of the needle.

"Of course my clever little girl” said Amanda as she smiled and brushed away a loose strand of her daughter's dark hair. “This is just so you can turn some colleagues heads on the way to work and while waiting in security.  First impressions count for a lot and if you want some nice Asian man to notice you every little bit helps". 

Amanda injects a small quantity of the self-sterilizing syringes payload into Alison's left nipple and then her right.  Alison bites her lip at the sting from the syringe and immediately feels a warmth in her bosom.  Looking down Alison would swear they had swelled out a little, although they maintained their smooth texture and milk color.  The nipples had defiantly felt the treatment, they now stood to attention, full and more erect than ever before.  As Alison was feeling the injections effect on her body Amanda administered the drug to her own nipples.  Her golden breasts and nips showing similar signs of improvement. 

"Now this last one you would normally inject the night before.  I wasn't going to give you it but you need all the help you can get.  It will give your whole body a special glow that men instinctively notice" said Amanda with a wink. "It may even put you in a better mood."

"A sex drug"  gasped Alison in disbelief.

"Oh come now your a big girl you can handle it and don't worry there is no time for that sort of thing at work anyway."

Amanda squats in her heels in front of her daughter, aiming the needle towards Alison's sex.  As she squats she lets out a stiff "ooh"

"Mom? Are you ok"  asked Alison in fear.

"I'm a good girl and have my plug safely in my bottom." said Amanda with a strange pride as she moved her free hand to brush the long red tail hanging from her buttplug.  "A larger one that that little thing you were too scared to use.

"Does the needle..."

"It will work faster like this, I told you normally it's done hours beforehand.  Mommy will take it first to show you its Ok" Amanda spoke to Alison like she was a child refusing to take simple medicine.  Amanda injects the needle into her own clit and shoots of a small dose, knowing she is still under its effects from last night.

Amanda licked her lips and stroked her daughters already aroused clitoris in preparation for her injection.  After a minute she began working another finger into her daughter's too tight behind.  Alison lost track of how many minutes passed before her mother delicately pierced the needle into her clit and delivered a small hit of its contents.  Alison bit her lip to hold back the sound but her body trembled into an unexpected orgasm. 

"Oh" gasped Alison in pleasure "wow it comes on fast"

"No" stated Amanda as she withdrew her hands that had been sprinkled with her daughters love juices "It doesn't.  That was all you my naughty little girl." 

"Thats two sis for coming on moms hands" offered Luke from the open doorway.  Luke hoped his mother had not noticed the programed potency of her stimulant had been set from mild to intense.

Both women turned quickly, surprised to her Luke's voice, but the door had enough intelligence to realize he was expected back and had helpfully let him in.

While Alison recovered from her release Amanda stood up and adjusted her buttplug.  Luke liked the way his mom wore one with a bright red tail handing from it.  It sure didn't help it do what it was supposed to do but it did show she went to that extra effort to please.

 

"And mom look what I found, Alison's dirty magazines".

Luke held up a small digital pad with images of sex all over it.

Amanda defended Alison quickly "Luke please, a young woman has needs".

"But mom they are all girls!"

Amanda stopped, turned red in the face and snatched the pad from Luke.  Quickly thumbing through it she found nothing but sweet girl on girl sex.

"You little slut!  Alison Emily James if your father was alive he would... well I don't know what he would do."  fumed Amanda.  "This is ten right here, at least ten and thats only the start."

The room was silent but for Alison's crying.

"Ok enough of that, we have alot of work to do and less time to do it in. I will shave the little lesbians cunt while she fixes her makeup properly and I need you to please give her an enema, don't worry I will talk you through it."

 

"Please mom don't get Luke to do it, I don't want him looking at me like this"  pleads Alison as the tears begin to flow faster.

"After all your brother has done for you.  He is going to keep your perversion secret".

Amanda took up the shaving kit and once more squatted before her daughters cunt.   As the mother lathered shaving cream over her daughters pubis she instructed her son in the basics of enema preparation.  Soon enough Alison felt her brothers lubed finger squirm into her rear and prepare it for further invasion.

Alison was tasked with putting on more provocative makeup while her family were at work below.  Alison's insecurity about makeup were only heightened by the fear of her mothers antiquated straight razor and the humiliation of her brother working a tube deep into her anus.

Alison felt her mother taking swipes across her lathered crotch with the razor as her brother lifted up the prepared enema bag.  Alison vaguely knew that gravity would force the water down the tube and up into her ass but as she waited nothing seemed to happen.

Taking a break from adding more eyeliner Alison looked down but her temporary class 9's blocked her view.  Had she been able to examine what was going on she would have been more fearful.  Amanda deftly wielded her sharp blade as she began more precise work around Alison's nether lips

The sight of Alison's still erect nipples made her keenly aware of just how much her mothers delicate touches were affecting her.  The tube up her ass no longer felt like an invader to be pushed out, but just an unwelcome guest.  In fact while Amanda was surprised to have not felt a rush of water into her bowels she unmistakably felt her abdomen begin to swell under its pleasure 

Amanda leaned back from her work, suffering the movements of her plug, to judge her daughters progress.  "More, more of everything.  You want to make heads turn, mens heads". 

"But i don't want to look like a whore!"

"And be thankful you aren't one.  You know being white makes everything a struggle  You should count your blessings your father and I were able to send you to a good university and arrange for you to get this career starting opportunity  Would you prefer to be some lesbian slut servicing fat Asian office ladies all day?"

"I'm not a lesbian mom"  argued Alison as she tried to ignore her mothers touches.

"No?" Amanda thrust a finger up into her daughters half shaved snatch and began to examine it.  "Well you certainly haven't let many boys in here".  Amanda pulled her finger out of her daughters tight tunnel with a start.  "Alison Emily James!  Are you a virgin?"

"Of course I am mom, you told me no boys until I started working" answered Alison.

"A mother is expected to say certain things to a daughter, but a daughter is expected to disobey most of them.  How do you expect to get a leg up at the company if you don't know how to fuck?"

"Mother!  You told me we didn't have time for such things at work" blurted Alison as her surprise caused her to slip and streak red lipstick across her cheek.

"Not AT work we don't, but you can find the time.  Tell me you have at least give some of your friends blowjobs."

Luke's face was as red as his sisters from all the scandalous talk.  His hard penis stretched out distinctly in his loose shorts and he couldn't remember his heart ever being so loud before.

"How will you impress your supervisor if you cant suck his dick now and then?"

Alison was silent.  Not possessing the faculties to deal with her mothers surprise inquiry.

"How is the cunt licker's enema coming Luke?" asked Amanda still spiting barbs at her fragile daughter.

"Ah I think she is full".  replied Luke daring to rub his sisters slightly extended belly. 

Mother too stroked her daughters belly.  "Well she is by no means full, but thats enough for now.  Please jam her plug in there to stop it leaking."

Luke withdrew the slender enema tube and fetched his sisters buttplug. 

"You need to transfer voice control to my sis" reminded Luke as he waved the phallic piece of technology.

"Alison's plug, ownership transfer..." began Alison as she strained her sphincter to dam up the liquids gravity was working so hard to flush down her legs.

"Luke" finished Luke.

"Alison's plug, entry size" commanded Luke, causing the blue buttplug to narrow allowing it to slip inside easily, with just a small protesting spurt of water.

Luke worked the narrow plug into Alison's loaded ass he imagined how fucking hot she would look in those blue high heels with a nice blue tail, sadly her little plug wasn't equip with one.

Alison hated her buttplug.  Whenever she put it in her entire body just begged her to squeeze the foreign object right out again.  A compulsion she had never overcome.  Now she stood trembling while her naked mother finished the last touches on her excited pussy and her brother drove a buttplug into her near virgin ass.

Amanda stood up and interrupted her daughters makeup by putting a juice covered finger into her young mouth.  "Does the lezzy like the taste of pussy juice?" 

Alison tried to reply around her mothers finger that she wasn't a lesbian but it wasn't too clear.  Amanda withdrew the finger and relocated it to Alison's shaven love tunnel.  "You seem to like another woman touching you here?".

"Alison's plug, beginner size". Alison felt the plug grow to an already uncomfortable size inside her.  Immediately her brother began to work the buttplug into and out of her behind, tormenting her sphincter and allowing small spurts of dirty water to escape.  Meanwhile Amanda's hands began to knowledgeably tweak her daughters clitoris.  Alison's moaning filled the room. 

Alison felt her mothers massive bosom and hard nipples press into her own.  She felt her mother continue to pleasure hey pussy.  She also sensed more than saw Amanda bring her free hand to her own pussy and begin to stroke it.

Luke saw Amanda lean closer and plant a terribly erotic kiss on Alison's lips.  Desperately he clung to his dick through his pants like a lost soldier to his rifle, willing it not to fail him and go off too soon.

"Uh mom, didn't you want Alison to learn how to give headjobs?"  Offered Luke, desperate to now find some avenue to release and make the most of this bizarre situation.

"Your right my son" answered Amanda as she withdrew her tongue from her daughters lips and explored her own with it.

Amanda paused in thought but Luke could see she wasn't thinking clearly, perhaps she has taken some of the sex drugs his father had confided that he used on Amanda to make her 'beg for his cock like a horny slut'.  To Luke it looked like it had been worth his time to up the programed dosage of the sex drug while he fetched it for Amanda.

"I guess I could help" suggested Luke as he dared to lowers his trousers, exposing his throbbing member: red with anticipation and toped of with a touch of clear precum.

Amanda brought a hand nervously to her mouth.  This was somehow wrong but Alison needed to learn how to suck a mans dick and Luke was the closest thing around.  Secretly the idea sent forbidden electricity through Amanda and already she had decided she was going to see her little pussy licking daughter suck down a load of her sons creamy white cum.

Alison's mind reeled at the suggestion she perform fellatio on her brother but her drug addled mind and burning pussy demanded she fall to her knees at once and impale her face on his penis.

"I know its unusual Alison" began Amanda "but your going to have to learn and as usual you have left it to the last moment. Now you have no choice but ask your brother if you can suck his dick".

With one hand massaging her tummy and the second absentmindedly stroking her freshly shaven mound Alison asked "Please Luke?"

"Please what?" countered Luke, trying not to explode before he had a chance to be inside his sister.

"Please may I suck your dick?"

"I don't know"  Luke began, trying to be be a credit to his gender and play this for all it was worth. "Is it Ok if Alison sucks my cock mom?".

"It is just this once Luke."  spoke the horny yet concerned mother.

"Still it doesn't seem right.  If your going to make Alison suck my dick then I think you better too.  Its only fair you do what your asking her to do. And after all you need to show her how its done.”

"Oh i suppose" feigned Amanda.”  Flushed with the thought of wrapping her own lips around her sons penis.  "But no more than that, we can't let this go too far".

"Sure mom, i wouldn't take advantage of this.  I just want to help Alison on her first day at work."

"Ok bitch on your knees" ordered Amanda by putting a single finger on the top of her daughters head. "squatting down on heels can look sexy but we wouldn't want you to gush all over the floor.  Mommy likes to do her whoring on her knees anyway".

"We wouldn't want you dripping on the floor either" spoke Luke "Alison's plug, increase size 50%".

The plug grew inside Alison as she began to kneel down on the wet tiles.  Every movement caused the liquid holidaying in her bowels to swish and churn.  She stared at her brothers excited dick, licking her red lips in wanton lust for the joining. She still wanted the plug to just go away, why did she need a stretched sphincter anyway?

Amanda squatted down beside her daughter, pleased by the way her own plug wiggled in her ass, and gently eased her daughters lips to her sons penis."

"Just kiss the tip of it, like you kiss your girlfriends" coed Amanda as she slowly forced her daughters open pink mouth towards her sons swollen cock.

Chapter 3: Blowjob Training

Codes:  M/f+, F/f, Exhibition, Incest, Modification, Teen, Toys, Humiliation, Reluctant, Sci-Fi

Amanda and Alison James, kneel on their bathroom floor wearing nothing but high heels and buttplugs.  Amanda gently pushes her daughter's open mouth towards her sons waiting cock.

Amanda pressed her daughters willing mouth onto her sons throbbing cock head. As Alison's soft lips touched the engorged head it began to spurt lines of white sticky semen all over her lips and face.  Alison didn't know much about blowjobs, but she was pretty sure that wasn't all there was too it.

"Is that it mom?"  asked Alison as she wiped a line of cum from her eye and brushed her dark hair back behind her ears.

"Sometimes" admitted Amanda anguished that her sons penis had already begun to shrivel "But thats not enough, we need more than that".

Coming out of his biggest orgasm ever Luke composed himself and begged "I'm sorry please I can do better, it will be ready again soon."  The teen frantically waved his satisfied penis attempting to bat it back to life.

"We don't have time for that" breathed Amanda huskily "I need a hard dick now".  Amanda lost herself further in her lust and while she searched through her drug collection her words rang new promise in Luke's ears.

"This will get you hard and keep you hard"  said Amanda producing a red filled needle from her bag and beginning to dive it to her sons crotch.

"Whoa whoa!  Slow down"  Luke tried to think fast, needles aren't cool. "If i take that I will be hard all day for school unless" he paused in anticipation "You help me more after I let you practice your cocksucking".  Maybe it would be worth it.

"We don't have time"  whined Amanda impotently. 

Luke confidently took the syringe and bravely administered it to a vein in his thigh. "I think you can make time" Luke said as he repeated his mothers gesture by putting a finger on her head and lowering her to her knees.  "Now why don't you get your mouth around my cock and show the pussy licker how a real cocksucker works."

Alison had finished sputtering out the small drops of cum that slips between her lips and began to search for a towel to clean her face and wipe her eyes clear. 

"Don't worry about that sis, your just going to get all messy again" berated Luke. "Here something to keep you busy.  Alison's plug, vibrate medium setting". The plug sprang alive in Alison's behind, stretching and wiggling around in her pink water filled insides.

Amanda knelt in front of he son as his cock quickly sprang up harder and more engorged than before.  Smothering the tip with her warm mouth she began to expertly flick her tongue around".  Soon she brought a hand up to the shaft and another to Luke's balls.

"Lets just stick to the mouth work for now bitch.  Let the tit sucker really see how it's done."

Amanda pulled hastily off Luke's cock and took a breath "Luke! How dare you call me a bitch".

"Mom, your naked, on your knees and you begged to suck my dick, I get to call you whatever I want" Luke stroked Amanda's long fair hair with familiarity as he spoke. "Now why don't you transfer me control of your buttplug too."  It was an order not a suggestion.

Amanda didn't think her son should treat her this way but was non too secretly excited by it.  With the taste of his dick on her lips the drug wouldn't let her back down, or was it just her own urges?  "Horny fuck slut's plug, ownership transfer..."  The embarrassment of her plug's name ate away at Amanda.

"Luke.  Horny fuck slut's plug, name change... Luke's fuck slut mother's plug."  Luke smiled.  "I like that.  Lets not leave sis out too.  Alison's plug, name change, Luke's fuck slut sister's plug."

Both women took the change in role quietly.

"I assume mommy has her ass plug pretty big up in her slutty asshole?"

"Yes Luke" Amanda answered humbly.

"Well lets just up it a little then.  Luke's fuck slut mother's plug, size increase 20% and vibrate low setting.

Amanda moaned as her son commander her plug to grow and begin to move inside her.

"What are you waiting for bitch, suck my dick!" barked Luke.

Amanda put aside any anger she may feel at being abused such and veritably fell on Luke's hard cock, so eager was she to get it back in her mouth.  She sucked and licked her sons drug powered cock, hoping to drink his filthy hot boy cum.

"Getting a good look sis?  I want you to start working three fingers into your mouth pretending your sucking a big fat dick."

Alison complied and began licking and sucking her own fingers, finger slick with juice from secretly touching herself.  A role her other hand now took over.

"And no touching yourself sluts. If you need your pussies touched you will just have to touch each others."

Both girls afraid that Luke may take the cock away snaked their hands over to their partner and began exploring each others shaven wet slits.

"Now my sexy cocksucking mother, i know you want me to shoot a big load down your throat, but today is Alison's day.  I'm going to blow soon and i want you to try and hold it all in your mouth.  If you try and swallow it or spill it i will make that buttplug the size of a horses dick." 

Amanda knew there were limits to how big her plug could grow, but it was an expensive toy with lots of features and she didn't want to test its growth size today.

Luke rolled his eyes back and his seed burst forth a second time, this time safely in his mothers expert mouth.  Amanda dutifully collects the gooey white cream and rolled it across her tongue, reveling in its slipperiness and stringiness.

When he regained his calm once more Luke placed a gentle hand on his two sluts and spoke again "Now its time for Alison to get her first taste of a real mouthful of cum."

Amanda knew what her son wanted because his she had performed the act with hired sex professionals on occasion to excite her husband.  Amanda leant over to her daughter as they continued to finger each others slits and planted a kiss on her cum stained lips.

The two women stayed lip locked and passed the salty cum back and forth for a minute until Alison was finally ordered to swallow it all down.

The lesbianism and drug got Luke's dick hard almost right away and without waiting he thrust his sisters mouth onto his prick.  He took the time to taunt his sister while she couldn't respond.  "How does our slutty mummy taste?  You seem awfully good at this cocksucking, maybe you tricked me into letting you suck my dick.

Bored by Alison's inability to respond but loving every motion of her tongue Luke ordered her to a squatting position.  A position that shifted the dancing plug to her liking.  The buttplug.  Alison hadn't been focused on it.

"Luke's fuck slut sister's plug, stop vibrating and release".

The plug ceased its motions and shrank to its smallest size.  The squatting form of Alison found her bowels escape unavoidable as the plug and her enema spurted forth across the tiled floor.

"Floor clean" ordered Amanda thoughtfully as she retrieved the plug, causing the floor to be washed quickly by hidden water spouts.  Alison continued to suck her brothers dick while water gushed freely from her bottom. 

"Mum please give Alie another enema, this time i think she can take twice that much.

"While you see to the lesbians back door and she sucks my dick clean why don't you tell me some of the other things your buttplugs can do mom, I'm just guessing here."

"well" began Amanda nervously as she inserted the enema tube into Alison's puckering asshole "Alison's is pretty simple.  It can shrink, grow, vibrate and be set to timed commands."

"And mommies plug"

"Mine is a bit more complex, it can get much larger, vibrate wilder, grow hot..." Amanda paused wanting to withhold from her son.

"And?"

Her current mindset wouldn't allow her to be any less than forthright.  "It can give electric shocks, be used as a fairly accurate lie detector, it has global positioning... it can even inject or secrete a stored liquid."

"Like mommies sex drug?" Luke inquired as his sister continued to work the head and shaft of his empowered manhood.

"Yes" Was all Amanda could say, knowing that it already had a supply of the stimulant, ready to be injected into her at a word from her son.

"Luke's fuck slut mother's plug, lie detector on"  tried Luke, knowing most devices were fairly intuitive such as the safe door. "Now what?"

"Now if mommy tried to tell a lie the plug will punish her slutty ass with a shock" spoke a very horny Amanda.

“Does mommy like being called a slut?”  tested Luke.

After a short pause Amanda answered “Yes” not wanting to be shocked for such an obvious question.  Amanda had a kinky side for as long as she had been sexually active.  She enjoyed being humiliated and dirty name calling was a big part of her fantasies.  Her husband had tried to please her sexually but the taunting was always half hearted, quickly her would fall back to pawing her melons and fucking her cunt.

Luke was impressed with his mothers frankness.  His mother had always been in the front of his fantasies.  She had always been beautiful, strong and intelligent. This past year after the loss of his father, Luke noticed many changes in his mother.  Her around the house exhibitionism had increased in frequency and became more overtly sexual. 

At first she took to wandering the house in nothing but high heels, panties and a loose tshirt.  Even in those days Luke seemed to almost always have a hard on hidden in his pants.  When she left the panties in her room and took to wearing her ponytail plug things go even harder for Luke.  Luke wanted nothing more than to pull on the tail and listen to his mother complain as the thick plug strained against her sphincter.

In recent days Amanda would sit for breakfast with her children as usual but her behavior had grown even more scandalous.  Luke could not take his eyes off his mother as she sat tall in her chair, squirming on her buttplug.  Her ever present high heels gave her calves an erotic tension.  Amanda kept her legs wide open during breakfast in a very unladylike manner.  Luke was unable to swallow solids as he stared at his mothers clean bald pussy. 

Alison too had noticed her mothers rude conduct and was as flushed and embarrassed as her brother.  Like her brother Alison had come to consider her mother to be the sexual ideal.  It had become a ritual for both siblings to retreat to their rooms and masturbate after breakfast.

Just this morning Luke had been staring at his mothers pussy while trying to eat his cereal.  This morning Amanda had worn one of Alison's old tshirts, a tight white tube that hugged her massive breasts and displayed her erect nipples. Beneath the table Amanda's cunt was on display as usual, however today she splayed her sex lips open rudely with one hand while drinking her morning protein shake.  It was at that moment Luke had decided he was going to have sex with him mother, consequences be damned.

“Is slut mommy looking forward to ridding her wet cunt up and down her sons hard cock?”  Asked Luke, hoping for a positive response.

Amanda knew the answer should be no, but she also knew if was really yes.  “Yes  mommy wants you hard dick inside her wet pussy.  Slut mommy needs a good fucking”.

Nice, thought Luke.  Now to get her to risk a lie.  “Does slut mommy want to lick her lesbian daughter's dripping pussy?”

“No” replied Amanda simply and honestly.

“But will you do it if I order you too?”  pressed Luke.

“Never” lied Amanda. 

Luke saw the obvious shudder of discomfort as the plug detected what it best recognized as a lie and punished its user.  This is brilliant, thought Luke, I'm not sure I'm ever going to want to turn this off.

This time Alison's tummy bulged noticeably as Amanda shoved the anal plug home to help trap the water in her rectum.  Luke thought it made his sister look pregnant, a thought which excited him further and drove him to begin to fuck her face. 

"Ok mum, if your done down there I want you to get on your back and give your daughters pussy some tongue loving."

"Please don't make me do that Luke" begged his sexually frustrated mother.

A few punishment commands to his mothers plug and she was between her daughters spread knees and licking her pussy with a certain enthusiasm that was product of drugs, fear and secret perversion.

With a load groan Luke shot his hot load deep in his sisters mouth.  Amanda's cunt lapping and the anal toy had Alison on the verge of orgasm.  The pressure from the enema seemed to help deny her release until as he came Luke ordered Alison's butt plug to release.  The unexpected departure caused an unstoppable spurt of murky water to spew forth from Alison's anus and strike Amanda's drug swollen bosom and firm stomach. 

Luke quickly disengaged from his siblings mouth and with purpose he swung around behind her and firmly grasped her womanly hips.  As the shower of liquid evacuating Allison's behind died down to a few short spurts Luke took his still erect blood flushed cock and drove it up into his sisters anal passage.  Alison screamed out in surprise and pain from the rude entry but her mothers amateur cunnilingus made the coupling bearable. 

Starting on high gear Luke continued to ream his sisters bunghole as if trying to make up time in stretching it out.  The drug's managed to turn what would have been a mostly painful experience into a mostly pleasurable one and within a short span of driving thrusts Alison was climaxing once more, this time across her mothers unnaturally youthful face.

Satisfied with his defilements and for the time spent, Luke, withdrew and allowed his women to collect themselves.  Alison was taking in huge lungfulls of air and trying to work through the pain to her ring.  Luke did his part to help by reinserting her butt plug on a slightly larger setting, but mercifully with the vibrations turned off.

Amanda still had lust in her eyes and Luke remembered he still had to fuck his mother.  What a morning.  Luke quickly considered having his family engage in more acts of lesbianism while washing each other, but the ladies really did need to get to work eventually and while Amanda was dirty in mind and body he wanted to push further.  If i can just degrade her a bit more she wont be able to turn back on her supermom persona after this is all done, she will be mine forever and with Amanda comes Alison.

Chapter 4:  New Order (2254)

Codes:  M/f+, F/f, Exhibition, Incest, Modification, Teen, Toys, Humiliation, Watersports, Reluctant, Sci-Fi

While Alison James cries and waits for her enema to flush from her system Luke leads his mother upstairs to her bedroom, fully intent on humiliating and fucking her.

After she spent some time in the bathroom crying and flushing the depths of her bowels Alison went upstairs to gather the ladies professional business suits.  Meanwhile Luke escorts his fuckable mother upstairs to her bedroom.  The bedroom she had shared with his father.

On the way up Luke checked and found his mothers anal lover still contained a decent dose of the sex drug.  Not wanting to chance any rational thought from Amanda he had it injected into her bloodstream.

The sight of the golden supermodel mother carefully angeling her way up the staircase in her high heels while her long red buttplug tail waved took Luke's breath away.  Even the way the tiles had left fading red marks across her back lent Luke ideas for the future.

'What have I done' thought Amanda.  'What am I doing?  What will I let him do to me?'  Her things were slick with her own juices while her mouth tasted of both Luke and Alison.  At breakfast this morning Amanda surprised even herself when she spread her sex lips for her sons viewing pleasure.  Luke hadn't taken his eyes off her moistened hole all morning and it was all Amanda could do to not finger herself to release.

For months she had struggled with her sexual perversion. Most morning she awoke alone in her large bed and after unbuckling the dildo harness from around her wait and ungaging herself she wondered 'Am I going to rape my son today?'.

After minutes filled with begging, punishment and the promise of reward Luke stood at the food of his mothers king sized bed and looked down at her prone form.  Across the bed she lay, a layer of pussy juice glistening across her face and the faintly odorous enema fluids hidden by a conservative white wedding dress, a reminder she held onto from the marriage to her children's father.

Luke knelt on the edge of the bed and threw back his mothers long Lacey skirt, revealing her white stocking and juicy shaven cunt.  His slight teenage arms lifted her powerfully toned legs up and forward until they rested on either side of her head.

"Luke's fuck slut mother's plug, size increase maximum safe level and vibrate high setting."

Luke saw his mothers tear filled face contort as the plug grew to a massive size.  Much thinker and longer than anything she had allowed inside her bottom.  The plug rotated furiously and even managed to piston back and forth, rocking Amanda's body along with it.

"This isn't exactly what you wanted but its what you deserve.  From now on you and Alison belong to me and we can really be a family again."  Luke marked his words by driving his young cock into his mothers cunt without further thought of kindness or foreplay.  The bitch was already leaving a wet patch on the bed.

As Luke rutted into his life giver he made her hold her own legs up so that he could better enjoy the moment.  No longer entirely in reality Luke began to slap his mothers tits and face, each blow represented some unspoken, possibly imagined, wrong that his unconscious sought to correct.  The assault and double fuck drove Amanda to piteous tears of pain and guilt. 

Towards the end Luke reached forward and began to passionately kiss Amanda on the lips.  Amanda reciprocated and eagerly kissed her son while holding her long legs up to open herself for his pleasure.  Mother and son continued to hump while lip locked,  Luke could taste himself and his sister on Amanda's dirty lips, and he loved it.

Luke tried to give his mother the fucking of her life but he fell pitifully short. For months now Amanda had been going out on weekends for anonymous sex sometimes with two men or even a man and woman.  On occasion she would non too discretely bring her fuck buddies back home and have guilt wracked sex in her marital bed.  At the end of each encounter she would take her still soiled body and seek comfort in the arms of her children.  She would sneak into their room and lay beside them as she cried herself to sleep.

Luke always pretended to be asleep but the heaving naked bosom on his back and the smell of fresh sex in the air was intoxicating.  Amanda would often place her thigh across his warm body.  As she hugged him close he would feel another mans cum ooze from her hot cunt.  Just last night after one of her sessions Luke felt his mothers hand fall across his erect penis.  Luke lay paralyzed, expecting his mother to finally make good on her non verbal promises, but she was truly asleep.

As often as not Amanda would take refuge with her daughter.  Alison hated these nights.  The stink of men on her mother bothered her.  The sweaty embrace aroused her.  Why didn't she shower first?  Alison would bite her lip and wait for her mother to fall asleep before allowing herself to quietly masturbate.  The last time Amanda had invaded Alison's room she had a virtual reality headset on and one of her dildo harnesses.  Alison got no sleep that night as Amanda grunted and shivered all night under an invisible sexual assault.

Alison knew her mother had more than one thick black latex dildo harness.  Amanda showed off to her daughter even more than she did to Luke.  Many mornings Alison would be standing in her bathroom fixing her hair next to her mother as her mothers stood in a cruel looking set of black panties with artificial dicks in her holes.

It was Alison's job to do the family washing.  Inevitably her mothers collection of toys found their way into the washing basket, always covered in dried sex.  At first Alison had been horrified at the gags and dildos, vibrators and whips, catsuits and bondage hoods.  She had tried to hide her mothers shame, telling herself the items were placed in the washing basket by accident until one day along with numerous used sex toys she had begun to find small piles of movie hard copies. 

Each small white rectangle contained an ever repeating small movie.  Each one contained her mother in some compromising position, usually with numerous of her toys in play.  Despite the pad of lesbian content her brother had found, it had been weeks since Alison had masturbated to an image that was not her mother.  Her favorite involved her mother standing on her high heels and squatting up and down on a large dildo on a vertical pole.  Each squat caused her buttplugs tail to fly around and as she moaned in pleasure she flung a short many tailed whip over her shoulder to strike her unprotected muscled back.  Alison had even taken the movie to school and masturbated with it between classes.

Despite his efforts to give his mother a memorable fuck Luke quickly spilled his seed into her unprotected womb.  As he came he tore the cleavage of her gown open as much to mark his territory with the ruined dress as to heighten the moment with the sight of her massive mammaries.  During his orgasm Luke furiously rent and destroyed as much of his mother's dress as he could. 

After climaxing Luke gasped for fresh lungfulls of air in an attempt to overcome a bout of lightheadedness.  He wasn't sure how much of this he could take.

"Throw that rag away and go get ready for work, but i don't want a drop of water to touch your filthy body."  commanded the lord of the house.

"Yes Luke" sighed Amanda in defeat.

"Its Master Luke now"

Amanda rolled onto her side and pulled her legs in close to her body.  Luke responded to her lack of acknowledgment with a shock from her plug.  Luke had forgotten the plug was still fucking his mothers asshole like a wild animal.

"Yes Master Luke" she finally gasped.

"Luke's fuck slut mother's plug, cease vibration... in two minutes." proclaimed Luke graciously as he left his new room.

"... Thank you Master Luke"

***

Luke retreated to his room to drain an energy drink and hungrily devour some junk food.  His body was taxed from the strain the unexpected fucking had put on his virgin system.

***

Alison sat with her legs out to her side on the family couch in their comfortable modern lounge room.  The plug in her abused ass still bothered her and after collecting a business suit for herself and her mother she had tried not to disturb it.

Eventually Amanda came downstairs with a defeated look.  Still naked but for her heels and tail she had attempted to fix her makeup but parts of her face still betrayed her acts of oral sex.  Her proud chest too showed the signs of her bathroom defeat.  Alison too had been ordered too maintain the cum lines across her chin and breast.  Both womens thighs showed clears signs of their recent sexual exploits.

Amanda sat quickly next to Alison and without words put her arm around her daughter.  The two women still had glass cutter nipples as signs of their continued arousal but for now they were content to share a moment of rare wordless peace in each others arms.  A peace that the two women had been unable to find since long before Alison's father had died.  Alison thought perhaps this was the peace her mother had sought out when she had entered her room to lay with her at night. 

When Luke finally came downstairs he didn't bother addressing his women.  At first he simply walked past the seat they lounged on still nude and now past caring. “Legs spread and hands on head!”  Ordered Luke.  His women merely shut their eyes and sighed from the mornings efforts.

A word from Luke caused a zap from Amanda's buttplug and her eyes shot open.  Her weariness passed and she quickly remembered her place.  Amanda straightened and spread her legs, opening her oozing cunt obscenely.  Even putting her hands on her head caused her breasts to raise provocatively.

“Please join your mother Alison” asked Luke patiently, knowing he held all the cards after this mornings craziness.

“Go fuck yourself!” grumbled Alison, still horny but nowhere near as far gone as her mother.  Smiling Luke ordered a short series of shocks to his mother.

“Alison! Please listen to your brother” ordered Amanda now, though somewhat unauthoritatively considering her position.  Not wanting to see her mother hurt Alison complied with her brothers demands.  Raising her tits and spreading her sex for his pleasure.

Luke admired his women each so similar yet different.  In age the two women looked barely years apart, certainly more like sisters than mother and daughter.  Each woman had magnificently formed large breasts hanging from her chest and cute bald pussies, though their pussies were still dripping slime from the mornings fun.  Luke enjoyed his sisters pale smooth skin and fondly remembered when his mothers now tanned skin had been the same color.  Beyond that the prime difference was a slight difference in the eyes, Amanda's having a slightly Asian look, though Luke knew it to be unnatural.

Luke took up piles of womens clothing and divided each into two.  Luke carried a small pair of scissors and set about making several changes to the garments.  In front of the couch he dropped two piles of womens lingerie.  As professional working women it was expected the ladies would dress in stockings, garters, sexy underwear, a waist cincher if not a full corset an an equally sexy bra.  They wouldn't be able to take these clothes into the heavily monitored high security wings of their workplace but it was still a courtesy they were expected to pursue.

"Stand up girls.  I know you enjoyed our morning, and this is how things will be from now on.  No awkward silences between us, no arguments.  Just us all getting along as a family, and I'm the new dad."

Luke began to pace and talk "Amy has given me control of the house security systems and her credit account codes.  So Alie"  Luke stressed the womens pet names "If you want to live here with us this is how it is."

Both women knew this was wrong but felt so trapped and humiliated by all the sins they had already committed this morning.  Each felt further guilt at the way Luke's rude lecture only caused their vagina to grow more moist.  Alie hoped it was the drugs still in her system, Amy knew it wasn't.

Before you go to work is time for family discipline.  I know Amy has been disciplining you Alie as a mother must with no man in the house, but I'm the man now and your both my responsibility.

Luke sat down and called Amy onto his lap.  Amy sluggishly responded.  Her long legs covering the distance in but a few steps she eased her naked body onto her sons lap.  Amy could feel her sons erection held down, trapped and complaining under her eager body.

"How many points did you get Amy?" asked Luke.

"I'm sorry i wasn't counting" apologized his new slave mother.

"Whats the punishment for loosing count Alie?"

"Five". responded his sister without thinking.

"Thats five Master Luke"

Alison sneered and refused to cooperate until Luke commanded Amy's plug to shock her as a warning.

"Alison!  Please listen to your brother"  asked Amy transferring any vestiges of her authority to her lord and son.

"Five Master Luke"  Alison complied, not seeing another option with her mother so easily capitulating.  Alison knew her mother had missed her father, even been lost without him.  Had it made her this easy to dominate?

"Don't worry mommy, I kept count.  You had five, and five more for forgetting."  Luke smiled.  "Alie how may did you have, i know its been a busy morning for you but your a good girl and kept count didn't you?"

"Twenty Master Luke" Alison admitted with apprehension, knowing each point was a spank she had earnt."

"The person in charge of administering family discipline has final say on most matters involved in it, so there will be some changes.  Obviously you girls will be naked when you take your spanking and I want you to thank me for each swat you receive.  After all as any learned person will tell you I am doing this for your benefit."

"One last thing"  Luke added "Alie, as all your lesbian issues and general bitchy problems are all the blame of your mother I think each day Amy should share your punishment on top of her own."

"But Luke thats so much" pleaded Amy as her breasts stretched down across her face.

"Its not my fault you two had such a bad morning.  You started at each other before I even showed up remember that."

Luke began energetically spanking his mother.  More powerfully than she ever delivered to Alie.  After each spank he paused to Amy could add "Thank you Master Luke".  If she forgot or was slow he didn't count it towards her thirty for the day.

By the end his arm was feeling a little tired and Amy's tight rear end was bright red from abuse.  After seeing her mother take a full thirty swats Alison was glad to be only taking 10.  After each spank she thoughtfully remembered to add "Thank you Master Luke" much pleasing her brother.

After the spankings Luke had each girl stand up straight, hands on head again,  with legs apart over the pile of their lingerie.  After some prompting, crying and more spanking each girl squatted down on her heels.  Each girl wore their plug and Luke set them again to a low vibration so they remembered what their asses were for.

"Now sluts i want you to piss all over your sexy lingerie, I'm sure that will turn some heads on your way to work."

"But Master Luke..."  began Amy.

"Piss yourself or so help me i will have your plug shock you until you cant hold it in anymore."

Soon both girls released streams of golden urine onto the floor of their home.  Drenching their chosen undergarments and staining the white material yellow.  To try and work a bit more humiliation into the scene Luke had each girl dress for work in the lingerie soaked by the others piss.  As they dressed each slave noticed the fabric of their bra's where they ought to cup their nipples had been cut away so the girls erect nubs would press more distinctly into their blouses.  As for their panties Alison's contained a small discrete slit that would allow easy access to her cunt, while Amanda found the entire crotch of the panties she wore had been shorn away.

"Ok girls I had a look at those blouses Alie picked and I didn't like them.  You will find these ones a tighter fit.  All the better to impress men with your massive fuck jugs.  Also most of the buttons at the top and bottom are missing, but hey you sluts have nothing to hide."

Luke also found fault with the chosen skirts.  While they were short as was the fashion Luke has Alie fetch an even shorter pair which he added a slit to each side.  With their company jackets on both women looked to be sad caricatures of empowered working women. 

Alison tried to adjust the miniskirt but she just knew her piss stained garter was visible and probably her panties too if she wasn't careful.

For each girl Luke produced a gag from his mothers collection.  For Alison a nice red ball with a thin black strap. For Amanda a large pink ball with a 3 inch penis head built onto it so as to rest in her mouth and remind her of her place.   Luke spat in each girls mouth as he had them tie on their own gags.  Amanda loved tying on her own gag.  It gave he a feeling of giving up control.  A fantasy she seemed to be living today, no wonder she couldn't stop this.  Not wanting to make a scene Luke covered each sluts sucking hole with simple paper breathing masks, a common sight in this pollution rife age.

While the sluts plugs buzzed away Luke tied his girls arms behind their backs with discrete thin line at the elbows and wrists. 

As he pushed his girls out the door with the words "Time to go earn bitches" Luke added a VR headset to each woman.  Being sure to connect the neural link with the discrete input found behind any online individuals left ear.

"Just two working girls ridding the train while off in some girly fantasy.  If only people knew one of you was feeling the part of a spoiled princess being tongue fucked by an endless line of slave girls and the other a lost schoolgirl being gangraped by half a dozen black men."

The girls grunted into their gags and squirmed in their piss soaked lingerie.  The VR helmets would make the programs feel real if set on a high enough setting.  The thought of having such a vile rape projected into their very brain let alone as they stood on a public train for all to see horrified the women.  Each hoped that Luke was joking, or failing that, that the other had to endure the gangbang.

"Lets go sluts, damn i wish we had some leashes.  I guess we can go buy stuff after you finish work."

Chapter 5:  Public Transportation

Codes:  M+/f, M/f, F/f, F+/f, Exhibition,  Toys,  Humiliation, Reluctant, Sci-Fi

The James family leave their small city dwelling and walk to the nearest public transport hub to take them out of the white ghetto. 

Alison and Amanda James walked drunkenly through the early morning streets from their house to the nearby MagLev station.  The ladies were not actually inebriated but they were unaccustomed to walking in high heels while wearing scandalously short skirts, vibrating buttplugs and with their arms in bondage behind their backs.  These factors combined to make their usual sexy confident power walk more of a pitiful shamble.

The women did indeed look to be in pitiful shambles.  Though their blond and dark hair was well groomed and complemented each women’s body well, an observant voyeur could detect dried cum matting small portions of each ladies hair.  Both women’s blouses were missing several buttons and this lack of repair caused much of their ample bosom and tight stomachs to be on view.  Both women’s nipples were erect and straining against the light shirts for all to see.

Alison and Amanda moved uncomfortably in the knowledge that the lingerie they wore was freshly soaked in the others piss.  They knew the still wet clothing would stain their outer garments and they could only hope passers by would miss or politely ignore the acrid smell of urine permeating the girl’s clothes. In places the white shirts seemed to be stained a light yellow where there pressed up against the working girls sexy undergarments. 

The James women could only guess at the smell they exuded as their faces were partially concealed by simple white breathing filters.  The air in the city wasn't the best but the real reason each woman was wearing the masks is because they had been commanded to gag themselves.

For the younger Alison this was the first time she had ever wore a ballgag and it was an uncomfortable and humiliating experience.  The ball between her teeth tastes strange and Alison felt the urge to talk to her mother again concerning her first day at work but she too had been ordered to gag herself for the journey.

Amanda was not a gag virgin and since the death of her husband had spent many lonely nights locked in the very penis gag her son had chosen for her this morning.  The taste of her son and daughters juices lingered in Amanda's mouth and combined to make the invading phallus more lifelike.  While walking Amanda absently stroked the tip and underside of the cock with her tongue, imagining the lifeless cock could blow more warm seed down her throat at any time.

Luke followed his women as they slowly made their way to the station.  Luke lusted more at the sight of the girls as he took note of how their piss colored garters held up their piss stained stocking.  He could see glimpses of their urine soaked panties as they moved and with a devilish grin realized that by binding their arms behind their back they would be unable to pull down the front of their very mini skirts to cover their freshly shaven pussies should it rise up.  Alison's mostly intact panties would draw perverse looks but keep some of her dignity.  Luke's mother’s underwear on the other hand would hide none of her cum dripping cunt as he had lovingly cut away their crotch.  As Amanda walked the red tail of her buttplug swung freely and obscenely between her legs for all the world to see.

As they continued the short walk Luke moved in front of his women and carefully adjusted their skirts.  He pulled his mothers up slightly so people walking the other way would be gifted more glances of her pussy.  For Alison he lifted the corner of the skirt where he had slit it up the side and tucked it into her belt line, causing her leg and much of her pubic area to be on 'accidental' display.

The inactive VR helmet that each of the professional woman wore on their head hid their eyes as they went wide in response to the latest forced exhibitionism.  Both women noted more frequently the stares of passing men and women at their disheveled state.  The breeze tickled the girls lips as they approached the public transport hub that served this entire white ghetto district.  The girls were relieved that Luke recovered their crotches as they passed security. 

As a group of white passengers the family was forced to pass through security to make sure they were not anti governmental insurgent types.  The quick DNA test confirmed their identity, the presence of no illegal drugs or unauthorized genetic enhancements and made permanent record of their movements.  The explosive and energy weapon sniffers were quick and noninvasive.  The implant detector, designed to spot any dangerous bionic implants, beeped a low level warning as it was waved over Amanda's perfect rear.

The two soldiers manning the checkpoint were decked out in impressive sized suits of black riot armor and even their sidearms could leave smoking great holes in civilian cars or, commonly, civilians. 

"Our sensors have detected a small powered device hidden in your rectum, explain yourself immediately."  Ordered the Asian soldier in the countries official language of new Chinese.

"Sir" interceded Luke, now also speaking Chinese as was law in public "She is just wearing a sex toy.  It has a small battery only capable of delivering electric shocks if she misbehaves."

"Show me".

"Zap" Luke spoke with care not to surprise the soldiers.  His mother immediately tensed and shook as the electricity punished her.

The soldier smiled and his almond shaped eyes became less threatening.  "I meant for her to bend over so I could confirm the object visually, but that works too.  I use a similar device to keep my little girl focused on her studies.  Ssing one on your mother, you have style whitey".

Luke was momentarily scared that the guard knew the slave was his mother but he quickly remembered the man had just finished running their DNA and criminal history checks.

Past the checkpoint now the family boarded an older model MagLev train.  The long white train would have been impressive in its prime, but it was now so tagged with paint and animated .gif graffiti that it only spoke of the negligence paid to the transport for minorities.

As they went to board the train Luke pulled out a small chemical pen and tagged his sluts.  The markings, only visible to someone with proper equipment, identified the women as his.  The markings also invited Asian men to help them self to gropes and handjobs, familiarities the legion of perverted Asian men who rode the train often took without needing the offer.  Luke knew the lecherous old men preferred to discretely grope young teary eyed schoolgirls.  Luke remembered back only a few years ago when Alison rode the train to high school.  He would always watch as one or two Asian vultures hovered around her touching her large breasts and fingering her virgin slit.  Alison knew what was expected of her and would stare mindlessly at a wall while the men molested her fine body.

The family boarded the train with the rest of the minorities, white and blacks mostly, remnants of the survives of the city before the war.  Luke quickly found a clean seat and pulled out a hand held gaming device while his mother and sister stood as was expected of females.  With their hands still bound the women were unable to hold onto anything so they leant into cold steel poles for support.

As the noisy old train sprang to life and began to pick up speed through the dark underground tunnel Luke watched as the conspicuous Asian men repositioned themselves around the train next to pretty young things.  Asian men did not ride low class transportation like this unless they had good reason, and the reason was never honorable. They knew as long as they didn't go too far the girls wouldn't risk reporting them to the all Asian military.

While waiting for his scantily clad bitches to attract attention Luke remotely switched on their VR visors.  They would see, smell, feel, taste and hear everything their digital projection senses.  They would control this avatar purely with their brain functions.

Luke sat back and was content to watch the show.  Despite the less than smooth ride of the old train Luke soon slipped into a shallow fitful sleep.

***

Alison hated riding on trains.  When she was a young schoolgirl she had heard all the same urban myths as everyone else.  Girls raped on trains in front of friends and family, sometimes by the soldiers that were supposed to be protecting them.  The stories about the families of girls who reported such crimes were even worse, they always ended badly for the girl involve.  So like every other minority girl Alison was used to being molested on the trains, unofficially the soldiers would say it was a small price to pay for free public transport.

Her large breasts and good looks had gotten Alison into trouble on the trains.  Almost every day some old nip would have his hand up her skirt or would press his warm penis into discretely into her small hands.  On the worst days she would be pressed down into a corner and two or more men would jack off onto her pretty face.  Alison remembered being so humiliated knowing her beloved little brother was forced to watch these men unload there seed onto her tear streaked face.  Many days Alison was forced to go to school in cum stained clothing.

The worst time two creepy old men had taken her shirt off and were pawing at her generous breasts.  Between rolling the nipples around and licking the white skin the two men looked for the telltale bar code that all augmented body parts were required to carry.  Alison's breasts were all natural.

Alison rested against a support pole and waited for the inevitable touching to begin, all the while her buttplug continued to silently wiggle and taunt her sore asshole.  Before any men had started to take advantage of Alison Luke activated her VR visor.  Alison's vision went black as the program started.  Real world sounds became faint as the game would project its audio directly into her brain.

It wasn't long before the James women’s provocative dress and pervert tags attracted several seedy looking men. The first man stepped brazenly behind Alison and used his overweight body to crush hers into the metal pole so as to have the cold metal shaft rest between her mammaries.  As the man dry humped her bottom he reached around and squeezed her tits together and used the pole to tit fuck Alie.  Soon the man left one arm wrapped around Alie pressing her tits together and dropped his spare hand down to investigate her crotch.

The program had started and it was as if Alison had been transported from the relative safety of the train back into one of the slum districts.  Alie was in a small dirty alleyway. The sky showed it was clearly nighttime and Alie took the technology for granted as the program told her the wind was cold and causing her skin goosebumps.

Looking down at herself and saw she was dressed in her an erotic version of the conservative school girl outfit she had worn for so many years.  The program would take information straight from Alison's mind to populate the game so her clothes contained elements of Alie’s memory of a real uniform, and her fantasies of what a sexed up version may look like.

Alie tried all the escape words to exit the program, but this unit had been altered.  Giving up she waited for the black gang her brother had promised her, knowing that running would do no good. The plug in her behind still made her ass feel full but the vibrations seemed much slower and distant.

A large black hand appeared on Alie' shoulder and she was spun around to face six tough looking fictional nigger thugs, the sort that urban legends claim roam the streets attacking Asians and raping women.  Alie cried and cursed her brother.  This was tantamount to paying these niggers to rape her.  Alison tried to remind herself this wasn't real, no matter how real it felt, and soon she would be back in the real world with nothing worse that a bad memory. 

The VR helmet was able to make the program run faster than corresponding reality.  So for the remaining fifteen minute train ride Alie could spent almost two hours having her virgin cunt and tight asshole reamed by thick black cocks.  Her real system would not survived such brutal punishment but the game compromised.  After all it only had to tell Alison's brain that the pain in her stretched out holes was terrible and worse than anything she had ever felt, how much worse wasn't really needed.

Back on the train the fat man had discovered the slit in Alie's panties and accepted the gesture by pistoning chubby fingers into her moistened gash.  He had bravely removed her top and piss stained bra, better to have her fuck udders feel the cold tit fuck.  All the while Alie screamed, moaned and whined into her ballgag in response to her mind rape.

***

Amy was naked save for a gold collar and large golden bells pierced through her erect nipples and clitoris. She was resting on a pile of expensive looking and comfortable cushions as she examined her virtual surrounds.  Her best guess placed her in some sort of harem if the extravagantly decadent room was to be interpreted that way.

Seeing no door barring the chambers exit Amy tried to rise up on her powerful legs but found her collar was securely attached to the stone floor beneath the cushions.  Her short rise and sudden fall caused her adornments to sing out a merry tune that would carry far down the hall.

As Amy examined moved the mountain of pillows to test the chain’s floor fastening two overly tall and wide caricatures of Arabian harem guards stoically marched into the pleasure cell.  Each wore bright ridiculous looking costumes that seemed to show off their smooth enormous bellies.  Each also wore a large sharp curved sword at his hip, not that Amy was scarred of a fake sword.

Amy wanted to yell at the guards, to swear at them and curse them, to demand they let her go immediately.  But she did not.  Unlike her daughter, who was crying while accepting her painful rape with the understanding that it was an inevitable part of the sick fantasy, Amy was simply too broken from the mornings failures to resist.  In her mind she knew she deserved whatever her son had forced on her.

The turban wearing fat guards strode forward and parked their bulk on the cushions next to Amanda.  Amy dreaded the thought of having these over plump monsters ravage her but their size and stern demeanor made her reconsider any resistance.

Amy had not bothered to scrutinize the items the guards carried into the cell instead she cast her eyes down to the opulently covered floor.  One of the guards raised Amy's toned legs and began to fit her feet into gold painted leather strict ballet boots.  Amy stared at the exquisite and exotic looking boots, she had always liked high heels but had no experience with either standing en point or being bound that way.  The second guard bought a jeweled goblet of aromatic red wine up to Amy's mouth which she meekly sipped.

Quite immediately the virtual drug in the virtual wine began to take hold and cause very real effects in Amanda's still drug addled system.  Her pussy quickly began to leak her love juices on the fine cushions.

A bold clap from one of the harem guards summoned a nubile sex slave into the pleasure cell. The naked girl moved with precise seductive motions.  She crossed the short space to Amanda like an exotic dancer working a room.  All the while a trio of silver bells that pierced the beauties milky smooth skin danced a practiced jingle. 

Amanda's head spun from the drugged liquor. It was not until the slave girl gracefully fell to her knees between Amanda's legs that Amanda noticed the girl was completely hairless.  Completely.  Even her head was bald, giving her a very exotic appearance.

The slavegirl bent down at her waist and extended her long tongue to lick Amy's juicy slit from bottom to top.  Amanda gave a very audible gasp of pleasure and her body shivered under the oral stimulation.  The slavegirl began to suck on Amanda's nether lips and sent her tongue inside Amy's moist flower.

Amanda was not naturally a lesbian.  She knew that lesbianism was legal and held no stigma for those with her relatively low social standing.  She simply did not have those urges. She did however enjoy being forced into lesbian encounters.  Did her son realize this?

In the past she had sexual encounters with women either while experimenting during college or when forced into the act by a superior at her company.  Amanda remembered being angry at her daughter only an hour before about being a lesbian.  It wasn't being sexual attracted to women that Amanda found unnatural, it was the thought of her daughter NOT being sexual attracted to men.  Amanda knew it would make her daughters life that much more difficult.  Soon Amanda became incapable of such rational thought as the harem slaves skilled cunnilingus set a fire inside her.

While the slave concentrated her mouth on Amy's pussy, Amy suddenly felt invisible hands caress her posterior.  Someone from the train had cupped her firm behind and was stroking it.  The time dilation programmed into the VR meant the visor was sending her brain signals at a rapid rate, causing stimulating stimuli from the real world to be experienced more slowly. 

Within short minutes the hairless slave reached her goal and Amanda, her face and chest deep crimson with passion, exploded into her mouth and over her smooth face.  Amy gasped for air after the powerful orgasm as the cunt licker slithered sensually up to her side and placed a juicy kiss onto her quivering lips.  Amanda felt the slave bite her lower lip and pull on it tauntingly. 

The man molesting Amanda's uninhabited form was a very old very creepy looking Asian gentleman.  He wore an expensive suit and sported a long white beard.  Physically he was overshadowed by the powerfully built mother but that did not stop him from dominating her while her mind was trapped in another reality.  Mr Swoong could feel the punishment that Amanda had received before leaving for work.  He could tell she had received a good solid spanking very recently. Mr Swoong took note of her fancy buttplug as well and could feel it working around inside her.

A hairless ebony slavegirl now entered the chamber and danced her way to the floor between Amy's legs while the pale slave lifted herself up and positioned her moist smooth cunt over Amanda's face.  The gorgeous black slave lowered herself sensually as the first had done and moved in to continue the oral satisfaction of their prisoner.  Just as her dark lips took their first taste of Amanda's moist cunt the program was unexpectedly switched off and Amy's vision faded to black.

Chapter 6:  The Back Alley

Codes:  M+/f, M/f, F/f,  Exhibition,  Toys,  Incest, Humiliation, Reluctant, Sci-Fi

The James women stand in various states of bondage and undress as they suffer through the morning commute to work.  While eager Asian men continue to molest their ripe bodies the girl’s virtual reality headsets give them a good mindfuck.

After her virtual reality headset deactivated, Amanda took time to re accustom her senses to reality.  Gradually her regular senses took over feeding her input.  Gone was the mouth at her wet pussy and the wet pussy at her mouth.  Back in reality Amanda was now acutely aware of her bondage.  Her arms tied uncomfortably behind her back and the intruding phallus gagging her mouth.  Her buttplug was still vibrating inside her rectum and a set of bony hands continued to massage her recently spanked bottom.  Parts of her urine drenched lingerie still clung damply to her shapely body.

"Have you been naughty?"  Mr Swoong, the Asian man molesting Amanda, whispered in her ear.

"mmmhhmm" replied Amanda through the penis gag concealed under her filter mask.

"ah let me help you with that"

The old man slipped the band holding the filter mask off from behind Amy's ears allowing it to drop to the trains dirty floor.  He reached his long bony hands up to her neck and lifted her hair to access and unclip the gag.

"Have you been a naughty girl?" The man repeated as he collected her gag.

"No sir I..." Began Amanda until her ass toy quickly detected what her body considered a lie and punished her accordingly.  She had been naughty.  She had been a filthy naughty bitch all morning.

Amy could see her daughter's plight.    The man continued to masturbate Alison's large pale breasts against the cold metal pole, pausing only to lick the orbs and drool his saliva over her impressive chest.

"Have you been a naughty girl?" repeats Mr Swoong. 

Amy bites her lower lip and nods ashamedly.

Mr Swoong reaches his old arms around Alison and grabs handfuls of her bra covered titmeat.  His bony fingers quickly discover Alie's firm nipples reaching out from the holes in the bra to press erotically against her tight blouse.  The hard claw like digits begin to pull and squeeze the delicate nubs.

“You smell like a mensroom floor” comments Swoong as he scents Amanda's piss soaked undergarments.  “Did someone pee on you?”.

“No”

“Then why do you smell like piss?”

“I peed on my underclothes”

ZAP!  Amanda's plug, somehow sensing the error in Amanda's words, punished her accordingly.

“Ow.  No she peed on them”  Corrected Amy while motioning her head towards her daughter who was still being raped in body and mind.  Amanda knew she should be screaming for the man to let her precious daughter go, she understood on some level that a mother should be terrified of the thought of a man raping her daughter, but Amy didn't feel angry at all.  Amy felt she deserved to be passed around by men like a cheap whore in punishment for her real and imagined failures, somehow she had decided her daughter deserved no less.  Alison would soon accept her place.

“Did you pee on her clothes too?”

“Yes”

“Why?”

Amy considered her answer.  The plug would not punish her silence but this man was taking time to treat her like the bitch she was and Amy felt he deserved her answers. 

“My master told me to” Admitted Amy in a fey voice.

Amy had called Luke master but in this statement she fully accepted that fact and was prepared to spend the rest of her days kneeling at her sons feet begging to be punished.  Her husband had been a wonderful man, a kind provider and a great father to their children but although he tried to please his wife's dark side he could never treat her like the slut she wanted to be.  In one morning Luke had not only proved he was willing to treat his own mother like a fucktoy but he had gone further and converted his own big sister to be an object for his please.  Amy was so proud of him.

“You master's marking says I can grope you and ask for a handjob.  As he is clearly a strong a charitable man I shall limit myself by his request.  But I bet you would like me to poke my dry old dick in you wet cunt wouldn't you?”

Amy nodded submissively again as Mr Swoong pressed his small hard penis into her bound hands.  “Too bad slut, but you can play with this while I play with these”.  Mr Swoong took a firm grip on Amy's nipples and twisted them cruelly.

“What program were you running?” Asked the inquisitive old man of his prisoner while he continued to torment her nipples and she stroked his dick.

“Um, I was in some sort of Harem and there were slave girls licking my pussy”.

“And did you like it?” 

“Yes”

The questioning paused for a time as Mr Swoong quickly reached his peak and came into Amy's hands.  While wheezing for breath he scooped up batch of his seed and smeared it over Amy's mouth, ruining her lipstick in the process.

“What program is she running?”  Asked Mr Swoong as his old heart recovered.

“I think she is being gangraped by black men” replied Amy, feeling only a small pang of guilt for her daughter's suffering.

“Niggers!  That sounds more like it”

Mr Swoong took hold of Amanda and shuffled her over to her daughter.  He took a brief look at the numbers on each girls headset and quickly entered the details for Amanda to join her daughter's program.

“Lets put this back in it's proper place”  decided Mr Swoong as he retrieved  Amanda's penis gag and gave her dripping cunt a few quick thrusts with it.

As Mr Swoong moved to redress the slut with her mouth dildo Amy quietly said “Thank you”.

With a press of a button Amanda's vision went black again as she was loaded into the same programmed reality her daughter had already been suffering through for what seemed like tens of minutes.

Amy found herself dressed in a highly fetishised schoolgirl outfit.  Her imagination had created a very sexual costume for her avatar.  Her top was white and entirely see through.  It only stretched to just below her, now pierced, nipples anyway.  The shirts plunging neckline meant that her massive breasts were barely covered, just enough to further enhance her true nakedness.

The skirt Amy wore was more like a belt.  The blue checkerboard material at no point went low enough to cover any of her firm backside or her moistened gash.  Amy touched her pussy and was unsurprised to find that not only was her avatar's clit pierced with a ring but 3 rings hung from each of her swollen labia.  Amy loved piercings but her husband did not.  Amy decided when she got home again she would consult Luke on his preference concerning putting some rings in her nipples and cunt.

Amy could still feel the old mans hands pulling at her nipples and her favorite red tailed buttplug up her ass.  The taunting of her nipples seemed slower and more distant, although her ass still felt full.  Now her headset was telling her brain that the cold night air was giving her goose bumps and Amy kept her hand on her pussy to protect it from the chill breeze.

Amy's skin was no longer a glorious tanned color.  In her mind she imagined herself with her natural skin color, a perfectly smooth pale milk like her daughter's.  Her hair too had reverted to her natural raven color.  Both James women now looked very similar, easily close enough to pass for sisters, perhaps twins.

Only meters away Amy saw six stark naked muscled blacks raping her daughter.  Amy marveled at the men’s physique.  Their thighs, back, shoulders and arms rippled with muscles.  To Amy they looked more like animals or specifically conjured fucking machines than actual people.  Alie was also nude and was laying on a dirty mattress.  One of the Negroes was between her thighs pumping her cunt as he held her feet up towards her shoulders.  Alison was crying and grunting as the savage rooted her.

Amy recognized this place as she had suspected she would from the first moment her son had hinted at the program.  Why wouldn’t she recognize it, it was one of her programs.  Luke must have stolen it and put it to good use on Alison, she needed a good fucking.  Many nights these negro’s would storm into Amy’s house or workplace and fuck her mercilessly, often in front of her colleagues or children. 

Only nights ago Amy had crawled into bed with her daughter while running the same program.  While the dildo harness she wore burrowed into her fuck holes Amy had switched on the VR program.  It had taken awhile to program the specifics of the encounter but Amy had been working on it for some time. 

Amy remembered she had engaged in the most passionate and loving sex ever, with her daughter.  This was before Amy even suspected her daughter of lesbian tendencies, but it was wrong, and Amy liked wrong.  As the incestuous coupling had approached climax this gang of brawny niggers kicked in the door to Alie’s room and fell upon the women like a plundering horde of barbarians.  In the real world Amy had pressed her huge fuck jugs up against her sweet smelling daughter’s back all night as she came all over the dick vibrating up her juicy cunt, again and again.  She made a complete spectacle of herself as she grunted and moaned and drooled over Alie’s smooth white neck.  The last thing she had remembered before falling unconscious was the sound of Alie masturbating.

Would her children judge her so harshly if they knew her wanton deviance was a much needed escape from a harsh reality?  Amy was a whore.  Truly a prostitute.  At night when her children slept she slutted her self up and would sell her body to men, and sometimes even women.  After the death of her husband she needed the sex, but really she needed the money.  She wondered if her children knew how much their schooling cost her.  She wondered if they had guessed at the sacrifices she made for them when she would come home drunk, smelling of sex and abuse.  Maybe they just thought she was a slut.  She was a slut.  She tried not to enjoy the sex but she did.  Even now as Alie has finished school and looks to start earning a salary Amy wondered how she can still justify her whoring. 

As Amy continued to watch her daughter rape the hand she was using to shelter her bald pussy now began to pluck absentmindedly at the rings adorning her slit.  With her asshole and nipples already receiving attention Amy brought her second hand down and began to pump two fingers into her wet hole.  The passage however did not admit her fingers easily.  Amanda found her vagina was tighter than it had been in years and as a single finger squished up her slimy hole she found the avatar she had imagined for herself today was a virgin!  Oh this is going to hurt.

Chapter 7:  A Mother of a Rape

Codes:  M+/f, M/f, F/f,  Exhibition,  Toys,  Incest, Humiliation, Reluctant, Sci-Fi

Alison James Avatar laid naked on a dirty mattress as a strong black rapist forced his hard dark rod into her soft pink insides.  Meanwhile her mothers Avatar, dressed barely in a sluty schoolgirl outfit watched her virgin daughters rape while finger fucking her own pierced virgin pussy.

Amy could see Alie had already been knocked around a little.  A muscled rapist knelt by her head and took hold of her slender neck with his large hand.  The man forced his massive rod towards her gasping mouth and it was clear she was going to suck him off or suffer the consequences.  Any violence inflicted on the girls would not transfer back to reality, but for now the pain seemed very real and that was incentive enough for Alie to open her soft lips and invite her rapist into her warm mouth.

'Yes, yes suck that dick you whore' though Amy as she watched her flesh and blood gag on the Niger's cock.  Watching her daughter get brutally raped excited Amy.  Amy had never fucked a black man but she had always appreciated the aesthetics of a pale skinned white girl pressing her sweaty flesh against a muscled dark skinned attacker, or even better, several rapists.  Attackers or rapists never men.  It was always rape in her fantasies, she would sooner lay down with a dog than a nigger, but that was undeniably part of the attraction.  The filthy forbiddenness of the act and the knowledge that a pure woman would not consent to such dirty acts heightened its pleasure.

She didn't care if it was the program, the drugs in her system or just her own fucked up self.  She knew was she wanted to see one of the men ram his dick in Alie's tight ass and bugger her good.  More than that Amy knew she wanted to get raped now, not just fucked, but raped.  The program was about to fulfill both her wishes.

“It's raining sluts” exclaimed one of the programs villains as he finally noticed Amanda.

Amanda swallowed hard and got ready for her big performance.  “Hello boys, I was looking to fuck some white guys, have you seen any?”  Amanda taunted the gang.

Amanda attempted to move confidently towards the men and her imminent violation, trying to prove to herself how low and depraved she had become.  It all went wrong as she made her first footfall.  She had expected to be wearing high heels but instead her subconscious had graced both her legs with white leather knee high ballet boots.  Somehow she had been standing in the fetish boots without noticing but the unexpectedly awkward footwear did not support Amanda's first step and with a cry she plunged down to the filthy alley floor.

The men all laughed at the clumsy slut, this stupid bitch who was just asking to get raped. 

Alie spat the rod from her mouth as her assailant was distracted and cried out “Mom!” in desperation.  Some part of her hoped her mother would save her but quickly she realized her mother was going to get in trouble.  “Run mom!”.

“Looks like we've got a mother daughter team tonight, bring that skany ho down over by her daughter”

Two of the men grabbed Amanda's arms as she attempted to stand and dragged her cooperative form over onto another mattress that materialized beside her terrified daughter.  The program was clearly instructed to value the rape of any female protagonists over any thoughts of storyline or continuity.

“Please fuck me”  begged Amy, looping her delicate fingers in the rings that flanked her fuckhole, giving the horny men a better look at the glistening wet pink insides of her bald pussy.  Amy was eschewing all modesty and decency before her daughter’s eyes.

“Mom no... please” cried Alie unable to suffer alone next to this strange woman who was her mother. 

“Be a good slut and suck that man's dick like he told you” ordered Amy as she lifted her legs up to her shoulders and presented her holes for a hard pounding.  Amy would thank her son for selecting such suitable programs for his bitches.  Alison needed to be taught a woman’s place under a man and if Luke wanted his mother to become a pussy licker then she would become the best pussy licker around.

“You heard mommy suck my dick” ordered the black man who had been working his tool in Alie's mouth.

Without violent coercion Alie surrendered and opened up once more for the thick nigger dick.

“And one for mommy” smarted another of the youths as he squatted over Amy and forced his cock down into her very willing mouth.  Meanwhile another of the men positioned himself at Amy's business end and placed his stiff dick between her cunt rings and began to force himself into her virgin cunny.

It was slow work and the pain brought tears to Amy's eyes.  Back on the train Mr Swoong could see tears flowing down his bitches face almost immediately after he started the program.

There was no way the nigger was going to force much of his near comically large member into the slut under him so he began to drive the first few inches in and out of her pink virginal slit.

While Amanda was sucking the dick she had been offered and having her dainty cunt reamed by hot cock she glanced over and was content to see her daughter suffering the same punishment. 

The niggers had not even bothered to strip Amy, there was simply no need.  Her arms had also been left unattended and as Amy lay next to her daughter she was able to snake her hands down and begin to finger both girls assholes.  Alison's eyes widened in surprise once more as she felt her mothers manicured finger slide up her back door and begin to wiggle around in her soft clean insides. 

For half an hour the girls lay in the same position.  As one man unloaded his hot seed into the girls cunt or mouth another would take his place.  Quickly each girls face, tits and love tunnels were covered in jizz.  The vagina's of both avatars seeped their virgin blood as the niggers violently tore into the tight holes again and again.  Every stab of pain and every burning humiliation the headsets sensed from the two victims was artificially accompanied by further arousal.  The James women grunted and moaned as their dripping sex wounds were continually violated, the pain driving them to teary eyed screaming orgasms.

As the men continually swap position each girl found when a new dick was thrust into her sore mouth she would undoubtedly be tasting various combinations of both girls cum, blood and any number of the niggers seed.  All the while Amy continues to finger her and her daughters bungholes, savoring the painful comeuppance she felt they both deserved.

After the latest cock pulled free from Amy's mouth, spewing cum from the rapists seemingly endless supply onto her slippery face, Amy coughed up a load of jizz onto her boobs and begged her captors “Please fuck our asses I beg you”.

With an invitation like that the men quickly obliged.  Both girls were turned over, forced onto their knees with their heads thrust down, presenting their avatar's virgin assholes for a hard rogering.  Each girl’s large mauled pale tits hung low and swung freely, jiggling and the women shivered from the cold and pain.

While being repositioned like the fuck toys they were Alie looked into her mother's cum sodden face.  Amy smiled serenely and took Alie's hand in hers as they waited for the niggers cocks to start pounding into their tight holes again.  Alie didn't want these filthy blacks to fuck her ass, the idea was disgusting and she guessed it would hurt much more than vaginal sex.  Her cunt however was dripping blood and she hoped that the coming buttsex would be less painful that the last rape of her pussy.

Amy scooped a fingerload of cum from her cunt and did her best to lube up her puckered sphincter as the blacks finished positioning themselves for the sodomy.  Alie saw her mother's actions and repeated the action, preparing herself to host a thick slick black dick up her shitter, though it caused her great humiliation to collaborate even in this small way.

Both girls held their ass cheeks open as the first cocks were pressed against the tight entrances to the sluts reserve fuckholes.

“I love you baby” Amy whispered to her daughter.

Amy was shocked to tears by her mother’s admission.  So much had happened today. This morning she was so full of excitement to be finally getting a good job after many years of hard studying.  Never did she think she would be resting on her knee's spreading her asshole open for a virtual nigger rapist.

As the dicks began to stretch each white women's anus Alie replied “I love you too mom”.

The James women held hands as they grunted an groaned through the anal banging. The program wasn't exactly obeying any rules it didn't want to, so both girl's brains kept telling them how much they enjoyed the fire shooting through them as the hard dick stretched their sphincter and plundered their soft insides.  The first penetration was the worst but once the initial rapist's each finally dumped their loads into the girl's bowels the second and subsequent intrusions were less painful, at least for awhile.  Both girls’ cunts dripped sex to the mattress, some from previous rapes, some from fresh orgasms.

Both girls were convinced to raise up on their hands and knee's and the assfuck moved from a slow intrusive probe to a fast tempo fuck.  Each rapist took hold of the women’s perfectly formed hips and used the leverage to power his fuckmeat further into his bitch.  The force of the blacks driving themselves at the James girls pale behinds caused both girls large naked tits to wobble and sway. 

Soon enough a dirty cock was placed to Alie's lips and with an eager nod from her mother Alie opened wide and did her best to pleasure the swollen head of the giant tool.

Another of the programs characters lay down on his back in front of Amy and pressed his hairy shithole towards her face.  Amy had never licked a mans asshole before but she was glad for the opportunity and took to it with eager abandon as her asshole continued to be painfully fucked.

The pain and humiliation were unbearable for young Alie.  Her mothers willing surrender destroyed the last barriers of her defense.  How could she resist if her strong willed mother gave in so willingly.  If her mother was such a slut than surely Alie had no choice but be these men's whore.  Still, it occurred to Alie that this was the first time in many years she and her mother had spent this much time together.  The first activity they had shared since her fathers death.  If she needed to be a filthy slut to get her mothers love then she would suck these niggers cocks that much harder and squeeze her bleeding fuckholes around their invading phallus's despite the pain.

Eventually each girl had the privilege of her first triple penetration.  Both sluts screamed in pain as they rode stiff cocks while another solid rod plundered their asses, bruised purple from fresh spanking.  A cock for each girl’s mouth quickly pacified them and reduced the noise to a chorus of wet squishes and groaning men.

Amy could see Alie hosting her three gentlemen callers.  The interaction between their hard dark bodies and her daughter's soft porcelain flesh drove Amy to cream on the cock in her cunt.  Alie looked so beautiful with tears streaming down her face as the cock in her mouth visibly raped her throat.  The two ebony shafts in her, no longer so privates, moved in and out in unison.  Even the way Alie's firm long white legs were held in the air during her gangbang aroused Amy.  The only stitch of clothing left on Alie's battered body was her white knee socks.  While not as exciting as ballet boots, their juxtaposition with the violent rape still sent shivers through Amy.

After a further hour of rape each, thoroughly violated and broken, girl knelt on the stained mattress.  Covered in cum and piss the niggers had the James women lick each others faces clean and then sixty nine to suck the cum and blood from each others fuckholes.

Without being told each women fingered the others sore assholes and pinched each others much pinched nipples.  Alie felt the stud in her mother's tongue as it skillfully scooped the waste from her cunt.  Alie ran her own tongue along the line of rings in Amy's slimy nether lips.  Alie decided her mother had always gone out of her way to make her happy and when they got back she would get herself pierced... If master Luke would permit it.

Chapter 8:  Intimacy

Codes:  F/f, Exhibition, Incest, Modification, Humiliation, Sci-Fi

As the train reaches its destination Luke removes his women’s VR headsets, gags, wrist bondage and very publicly removes their buttplugs.  Alison and Amanda James leave the train and walk the remaining distance, through a far more affluent area, to the company’s security checkpoint. 

With their hands finally free Alie and Amanda straighten their clothes as best they can, glad to have their large soft breasts and wet dripping pussies covered once more.  The girls can do little about the long trails of sex coating their inner thighs.  Both are mentally tired but still physically capable after their mind fuck.

The girls hurry along the crowded sidewalks.  The streets are busy with professional looking people, mostly Asians, and everyone seems to do their best to ignore everyone else while they race about.  The roads are abuzz with the newest models of luxury cars, all hovering gracefully, all very expensive looking.

After a period of awkward silence Alie starts a whispered conversation with her mother, in Chinese of course as the women are in public, “Why did Luke do that to us Mom?”

“Because we deserved it” Amy answered her with full conviction.

“We deserved to be… raped?”

“And more” Nodded Amy.

Alison could not fathom her mother thinking and was lost for more of a comeback than “Why?”

Amy gathered her thoughts as the two near scandalously dressed women continued to walk briskly.  “Alie dear, you know that voice inside your head that tells you you’re no good, a failure and a slut?  Well its right and you need to listen to it.”

“I’m not a slut, not like you!”  The harsh light of reality and freedom from restraints inspired something in Alison to take a stand against the day’s events.

“Oh really Alie” Chided Amy “I know you keep those pictures of me and I know you look at them when you masturbate.  This morning at breakfast, when I was spreading my pussy lips open for Master Luke, I know you couldn’t see it, but you were touching yourself anyway.”

Alie’s face turned red, fist from anger then from the humiliation of her mother’s accusations. 

“On the nights when I climb in your bed stinking of strangers cum I know it excites you.  You have to strain to not finger fuck yourself as I press my warm soiled body into you, as my arm accidentally falls across you big slutty breasts.  The last night I was in there and I had my dildo harness on, pumping and grinding inside me, I could feel your heat.  I could sense how much you wanted to throw the covers off and fuck yourself.”

Amy reached up under her daughter’s short business skirt and pulled her sexy panties rudely up into her ass crack.  A she continued to list the evidence of her daughter’s wickedness she lovingly cupped and stroked her smooth white bottom.

Whispering seductively into her own daughter’s ear Amy continued “You must wonder where I go at night?  Why I always come home freshly fucked?  Well Alie your mommies a whore, a filthy cheap cocksucking whore.” 

Alie had been ignoring her mother’s groping, afraid to bring any attention to it, but this latest revelation somehow actually came as a shock to her.  “You fuck men for money” whispered Alie in disbelief.

“Not just men my love” Smiled Amy, as she gets close enough to her daughter to non to discretely kiss and lick her ear. “I’ve fucked women too and boys, some younger than Luke.  I’ve been tied up and beaten; I’ve performed sex acts in front of crowds.  At first I did it for the money to support you and Luke, but Alie dearest I am a slut.  Just like you, it’s in your blood surer than any drug I could give you. Everything you have done this morning has been consensual.”

“What choice did I have” whimpered Alie as she held her head low and cried as Amy continued to grope her behind and kiss her neck.  Any of their antics would be ignored by the crowds; they were too good to take note of such low class women.

“You could have done something, but deep down you didn’t want to.  You enjoyed us watching you take your enema’s and you didn’t seem to mind sucking your Master’s cock.  I also didn’t hear you complaining when he stuck his dick up you ass and rode you like his bitch slave.  I bet you can’t wait for Master Luke to take your virginity” said Amy as she stopped and spun her daughter to face her.  Ignoring the crowds Amy jammed a long finger through the slit in her daughter’s panties up into her dripping wet cunt.  “I know it’s just a formality after all that fucking you did in the alley, but it’s very ceremonial, and I can tell our Master is big on ceremony.”  Amy continued to molest her daughter’s sex and put her other strong arm around Alie’s corseted waist to pull her closer and deeper onto her finger.

“Did you know Master Luke made me put on my wedding dress when he fucked me?  He made me hold my legs up, just like those Niggers in the alley, and he tore it off my body while he pumped into me with his dick.  He is our Master now Alie, accept that and be grateful.”  Amy pulled her slick finger from Alie’s snatch and pressed it into her daughter’s mouth as Alie was forced against a shopfront. “He will look after us and treat us like we deserve.  I know that you first gangrape hurt you Alie, It hurt me too, but didn’t it feel good too.  Didn’t you feel deep down you deserved it?”

Alie was too messed up and confused to know what she felt.  She had never been a confident girl and so had always flirted with deep feelings of self doubt and worthlessness.  So she stood there pressed against a wall on a public street, sucking her pussy juices from her mother’s fingers.

“We will be together Alie, forever, as a family.  I will be there to look after you, and your brother will be there to look after us both.”  Amy pulled her fingers from her daughter’s mouth and kissed her, as a lover on the lips.  “I Love you Alison, my Alie, I have always loved you more than a mother should love her daughter.” 

“I love you too Mom” admitted Alison quietly in English between her mother’s kisses.

“No not Mom, call me Amanda” corrected Amy as she once more passionately attacked her daughter’s mouth. Kissing it and gently biting her lips, her hands tight in between them, massaging Alie’s breasts.

“Amanda.  I love you Amanda… my Amy.”  Alie now afire with emotion thrust her hands up the back of her mother’s professional skirt to play with her well toned behind, caressing it roughly and exposing it for passers by to ogle.  Passing pedestrians could not help but be excited by the two lesbian lovers, as night and day, crushing each other in an embrace of long denied love.

While still kissing and exploring each others mouth with their tongues both women hobbled on their high heels around a corner and into an alley to get a modicum of privacy. 

“Amy” gasped Alie as her mother kissed her neck and began to unbutton the few buttons on her tight piss stained shirt. “I do look at those pictures of you, all the time.  Sometimes even at school or on a train.  I can’t help but get all wet when I look at them.  One time I made the mistake of looking at one during class and then I couldn’t help but touch myself under my desk.”

“Mmm, which one is your favorite my love?” inquired Amy as she tore her daughters yellow stained bra from her and began to massage and squeeze her massive white mammaries.

Gasping for breath Alie replied “You’re on your high heels…”

“When am I not?” smiled Amy as she lifted and squeezed Alison’s bosom so that she could suck and chew on both of her firm pink nipples.

“…You were fucking yourself on a pole while…” Alie didn’t want to admit what she liked about the movie hard copy her mother had made, but she figured her mother already knew which one she was talking about. “…While you whipped yourself and…”

“Flogged dear, I was flogging myself.”

“There is a difference?”

“Oh yes my love, I expect you will learn all about it soon enough”

“What else excited you about that movie?” asked Amy, pausing from her nipple sucking, curious to know what perverted acts her daughter most enjoyed.

“Well I liked the way your buttplug tailed swished around and how you were sort of crying and moaning while you came.”  Not wanting to bring further attention to her dark desires Alie instead opened her lovers shirt and fondled and licked her breasts.  The sheer size of both women’s enormous jugs made it somewhat awkward for them to pleasure each other at the same time.  Soon both women squeezed their hooters against each other and pressed all their hard nipples together.  Each woman took turns licking and sucking at the combined nipples and surely enough each others tongues.

“I have made love to you so many times Alie” confessed Amy.  The last night I laid with you we made love in my dreams.  While you masturbated my VR headset showed me a reality where I rolled you over and confessed my love for you.  Then we kissed and pleasured one another all night long.”  That sounded so good to Alie.  Her body yearned for Amy’s touch and her heart ached for the companionship.

“And then a group of naked black men kicked in your door and gangraped us both all night.”  Amy smiled and kissed Alie more “You looked so helpless as we cried and held each other and kissed while they fucked our tight cherry assholes raw.”

Alie still had not accepted her mothers statement that they deserved violent sex to put them in their place, but right now in this surprisingly clean alley, under her mother’s touch she did not care.  If that was the sort of thing she needed to endure to win her mothers love, so be it.

“In the morning while we got ready in the bathroom, I always made you stand naked but for your heels while you brushed your teeth and fixed your hair, just so I could enjoy the sight of you.  It was mean of me to make you watch as I stood there with those black leather panties on as the thick dicks inside them drilled me.”  Amy looked deep into Alie’s lust clouded eyes “I have another set of dildo panties for you too when we get home.  When I would wear my VR headset in the bathroom you, Not I, would be wearing those panties, with their fat warms dicks vibrating inside your fuck holes.  As they worked inside you I would push you down to the floor.”  Amy acted out her words and pushed down on Alie till she knelt on the cold hard floor.  Amy unclipped her skirt allowing it to drop to the ground and then tore the last of her piss ruined panties from her crotch.  “Kiss me Alison” Moaned Amy as she stood naked from her corseted waist down apart from her pee stained garter and stockings.

Alison James knelt there staring at her goddess’ ripe wet pussy.  She had done this so many times in her own dreams, she hoped this was not all just another dream, but really did it matter anyway?

Alie pushed her face into her lovers gash.  While her tongue quickly lapped up the juices like a dog, licking from the bottom of her slit all the way up to her engorged clit, she reveled in the mingled scent of her lover and her Master. Alie clamped her mouth down on side of her mother’s lips and tongue fucked her between her delicate inner and outer labia.

Alie put to work all the cunt licking skills she had read in dirty websites and seen on MTV, combined with dozens of hours on hands on VR training.  Amy’s eyes bulged as she took in quick shallow breaths and steadied herself against the wall while her daughter licked her cunt like a professional.  I guess she really does lean that way thought Amanda.  Amy had sucked more than a few pussies in her time but she had never really practiced the way she knew her daughter must have.  The bitch was good.

Amy pressed a discrete button on the back of her corset causing it to immediately loosen and then drop from her waist to the floor joining the women’s blouses and braziers.  Amy enjoyed wearing her corset tight but right now she felt like breathing easily more than punishing herself.  Alie quickly followed suit so that both women were stripped down to their heels, stockings and garters.

Alie worked furiously on Amy’s hairless cunt and the alley was full of the sounds of sucking and slobbering.  Amy grasped her lovers head firmly and rode her face, her dripping pussy grinded over her lips and tongue and nose.  Amy whimpered and bit her lip as a powerful convulsion overcame her.  With a powerful climax she exploded her hot juices all over her lover’s sweet willing face.

Staggering back and struggling not to fall Amy looked down on her nude daughter.  Alie still knelt, her face was well stained with fresh in clear liquid and she was licking the pussy juice from her lips.  Alie still yearned for release as she massaged her pussy and tits.

“Please kiss me Amy” begged Alie.

With her head now clearer Amy realized that would already be late for work and could not tarry any longer.  “Im sorry Alie, we really need to be going now.  You must get dressed.” Amy added the last as she began to scoop up her discarded garments and reclothe herself for the last of the walk to the security station.

Alie really wanted to cum but the sight of her mother suddenly so panicked caused her to feel the dread and anticipation of her first day at work all over again.  As Amy clothed herself Alie became acutely aware she was kneeling in an alley wearing almost nothing and the dried cum stains on her face were now covered in fresh sex. 

Alie began to recover her clothes and quickly got dressed. With a few deft finger taps on Alison’s lower back Amy changed the setting on her daughters underbust corset.  Alie felt the sexy binder tighten noticeably and had to adjust her breathing accordingly. “You never wear this tight enough dear; it heightens your figure remarkably”.

As Alie stood and buttoned the last, and only, few buttons on her shirt Amy reached up under her daughters skirt and tore away her mostly intact panties.  Alie turned her head and gave her mother a genuine smile.  She felt loved and included in her mother’s life.  Her lover’s life.

Hand in hand the ladies rushed from the alley as fast as their stylish heels would allow.  After all, they haved a job to get to.

Chapter 9:  High Security

Codes:  F/f, Exhibition, Incest, Modification, Humiliation, Sci-Fi, Watersports

Amy and Alie have finally reached their destination, the high security checkpoint for their corporation’s inbound medical examinations.  Alie has done her best to wipe her face clear of her mothers love but still yearns for release after their lesbian exploits in the alley.

The James women leave the busy streets and awkwardly hobble down a set of concrete stairs to reach the security station.  By now both women are almost desperate to finally reach their destination yet they are still mindful to do their best to keep their large tits and tight cunts hidden beneath their brief outfits.

The sounds of the city are muffled by the thick concrete walls as the girls head further below street level.  Any number of surveillance devices and secret weapons are likely to be hidden in the walls and more than one horror story floats around of innocent civilians being accidentally gunned down while approaching a security station.  The light fixtures in the ceiling turns a soft violet color, made more ominous by the grim surrounds.

As Alie follows Amy down the stairs she notices the light has illuminated several markings on her back.  These are the pervert tags Luke choose to scribe on them.  Alie could see the tags boldly giving strangers permission to grope Amy and even to make her play with their penis.  Alie assumed she had the same invisible marks on her back as well.

More disturbingly Alie let her glance drop down to her mothers tight buns and then further to her sexy long legs.  Long bluish streaks stained the inside of Amanda’s legs.  With an audible gasp Alie realized the blacklight was making the love stains on Amy’s inner thighs visible to the naked eye.  Not just visible but painfully obvious.

“Oh no” cried Alie as she daintily raised a hand to feel her cum stained face.

Amy turned around to see what was upsetting her daughter and could immediately see he face positively glowed with the blue marks of shame.  Her soft mouth, chin and neck were particularly marked out.

“Mum what I am I going to do?” cried Alie.

“You don’t need to do anything, nothing is wrong, the checkpoint is just past the next corner”.

“But look at me I look…”

“Like a slut?”  Finished Amanda.

Alie wrapped her arms around herself and nodded.  Her confidence left her and she seemed to try to shrink into one of the walls.  She couldn’t do this.  Anyone who saw her would think she was a slut.  They would know she was a slut.

“Alie, my dear Alie.  That’s OK.  You ARE a slut.” Amy smiled “Even if you didn’t have enough makeup on to make a whore blush…” Amy ripped one of the only three buttons from Alie’s white blouse as she continued.  “…even if everyone couldn’t see my pussy juices all over your pretty little face…” Amy tore off another button. “…even if everyone didn’t see how sluttily you dressed…”  Amy ripped the last button free from the shirt, freeing Alie’s nippleless bra and tight white corset. “… People would still somehow just know you are a sexy cum dump.”

As Alie continued to cry Amy lowered herself to her knees.  Before Alie realized what was going on she felt a probing at her pussy, then a whole mouth engulf her sex.  Amy was not as studied at pussy licking as her daughter, but what she lacked in book learning she made up with hands on experience and enthusiasm.

Alie moaned and ran her fingers through her mother’s hair, her pretty blond hair.  Alie remembered Amanda had the most wonderful straight raven hair when father was still alive, before she started whoring and working here.  Amy continued to suck and lick her daughter’s dripping peach, the sound of their lovemaking carrying all along the steep stairway.

Another sound in the tunnel.  Heels.  Someone or perhaps two someone’s were coming down from the street.  Panting for release Alie instinctively tried to pull free of her lovers embrace, but Amy would not have it.  Amy clung to her daughter’s wide hips and pushed her mouth hard against her hot cunt. 

Alie squirmed to escape her mothers cunnilingus and because of it.  Alie’s feeble attempts only saw her mother manage to unclip her daughters skirt and release her corset.  The white of the women’s lingerie, and the piss staining them, also showed up brilliantly under the blacklights.

By time the sounds got closer Alie didn’t care.  Her lover had released her and was now pistoning wet fingers up both her love tunnels while still kissing her delicate flower.  The finger wiggling in her pussy felt so good and the digit squirming up her ass made her feel so naughty.  Alie shut her eyes to the world and was busy pinching and pulling on her erect nipples where they poked through the cuts in her bra.

Two professionally dressed white women turned the corner and walked down the concreted flight towards the James girls.  These women looked empowered and in control, they wore their elegant skirt suits, tight corsets and high heels with dignity.

“Fucking trash” exclaimed one of the passing women as she actually spat on Amanda.

“Leave them be Cindy” counseled the other as she placed a reassuring hand on her colleagues soft rear.

Knowing that these strangers had see her depraved sexual antics and judged her to be filth pushed Alie over the limit and as the two strange women walked on they could hear Alie creaming her lovers waiting face.

Amy exalted in her daughter’s orgasm and continued to work her pussy.  Amy rubbed her mouth, her nose and her chin through her daughters runny slit.  Her juice felt so good on her face and across her lips but she steeled herself against drinking it down.

Amy stood up on her heels and smiled at her daughter.  Alie could now see Amy’s face was filthy with glistening blue juices.  Her mother had done all that to make her feel better about going through this checkpoint on her first day of work, bless her heart. 

“I love you Amy, Mum.  Even now you still look out for me”

Without a word Amy smiled and tore off her daughter’s bra to reveal her bouncing white jugs.  Amy leant in and drooled her saliva and her daughter’s collected juiced all over her gorgeous melons.  Then finally spitting into her daughters cleavage Amy said “I think you better get dressed now my love.”

“First I have a preset for you” relied Alie.  “Kneel down again slut and accept my love”

“But dear we don’t have time”

“Shh” whispered Alie as she stood tall on a higher step and with a finger on her mothers head forcer her down to her knees.  The imitation and role reversal pleased and excited Amy.  Her daughter was accepting her new life.

Alie lifted her skirt and revealed her wet bald lips once more.  “Close your eyes and open your mouth mummy dearest.”  Amy complied with her lover’s demands, only half hoping her daughter was going to do what she thought she was going to do.

Alie kicked her white under bust corset and damaged bra between her mothers spread kneeling legs.  She then parted her sex lips with her fingers and released a golden stream on warm urine straight onto her mothers face and chest.

The lingering smell of human pee had followed the girl all morning but now it covered even the fresh scent of woman splashed across Amy’s nose.  Her face and chest were entirely soiled by the yellow stream.  As the flow quickly diminished Alie pushed her crotch into her lovers face and fucked her face with her cunt. 

“Lick me clean slut” ordered Alie.

Amy quickly obliged and did her best to lick up the foul tasting liquid while pleasuring her own holes with her fingers.

“You it in the ass don’t you bitch?”

Amy simply nodded.

“Turn around and bend over”

Again Amy quickly submitted to the order and her naked rear presented itself for her daughter’s delights.  Even in their containers the position caused Amy’s drenched hooters to dip and sway.  Amy felt a wet finger probing her asshole, then a second.  A third squeezed into Amy’s eager and well used hole and Amy thought ‘Oh my god, is the bitch going to fist my ass right here?’

The fingers left her anus and something soft was being pressed into her warm insides.  Amy strained to look under her massive boobs and could see Alie was feeding the tail of her piss soaked bra up her ass.  Clever girl.  Quickly Alie removed the cheap rib work and finished stuffing both ends of the bra up her mother’s very fuckable ass.

“On your feet whore” Alie ordered again as she saw to her own clothing.  She placed and tightened her corset, but she would have to hold her shirt together in front of her nipples if she didn’t want her ample goodies to be on display for the whole world to see.  Maybe she did.  She decided to just let the shirt rest where it fell across her chest.

Now on her feet Amy dug her fingernails into her daughter’s pale ass cheeks and planted a piss tasting lover’s kiss on her stained lips.  Despite the horrid taste Alie tried her best to join the kissing.  As she opened her mouth against her lover’s a stream off stored piss flowed back into her mouth.  The surprise caused her to swallow much of the liquid and gag and cough up the rest.

Now smiling Amy turned away “Hurry up my love we are already going to be late”

Alie followed her mother down the blacklight flight of stairs, her tits swinging freely in her open shirt.  The smell of piss on the women was overpowering.  By now neither woman wore the panties she left home with.  Only Amy still wore a bra and it had the holes cut in it so the nipples could better strain against the tight shirt.

Both women’s whorish makeup was ruined from crying and performing oral sex on each other.  Their white stocking, garters and under bust corsets all shone of piss and love juice in the UV. 

At the bottom of the stairs was a glowing wall of light, an anti personnel field.  Dangerous or deadly to touch depending on how it was set up.  As they patiently waited outside the field Alie made sure a tail of the bra material shoved up her mother’s ass was hanging out below her short skirt.  She also changed her mind and did decide to close her now buttonless shirt across her impressive fuck jugs.

The field shimmered and disappeared allowing the girls to step into the security station.  The inside of the station was more unforgiving looking concrete.  Around various glowing machines and gadgets stands six black armored troopers and a petite redhead nurse.

The troopers all wore full suits of black plastic armor including the very intimidating full tinted visor helmets.  Each also unsurprisingly carried a large energy weapon.  They seemed to be unworried by the James women, but their mood could change in an instant and all pretty women know it is not smart to be around soldiers, especially out of public view.

The nurse was a sexy young thing.  Only just 5 foot something tall in her red very high heels with milky white skin and a soft sad face.  Her tight white rubber uniform was brief and revealing and seemed to fade into her white skin.

On the other side of the security station the girls could see the women who had passed them on the stairs leaving.  One was crying and rubbing her behind while a trooper wiped off his black nightstick on her skirt.  Her friend was rising up from her knees in front of two of the other troopers and wiping something from her face and lips.

Alie took in as deep a breath as her bound waist would allow.  Was she going to be raped here? 

“Hard to be stuck up when you’ve been fucked up the ass with a nightstick” joked Amy to her daughter.  Amy too had undergone a similar treatment here once.  Forever afterwards she had always made sure to come through looking timid and defeated like these Asian bastards like their women.

The two violated women exited a field on the other side of the room and the nurse came up to the James girls.  The girl looked at the James women, their cum soaked faces, but there was no judgment in her eyes.  She ignored the odor of fresh piss, knowing the guards wouldn’t be able to smell it, and in a soft emotionless voice she asked a series of questions.  In the darklight that bathed this portion of the room the James women could see this girl’s white dress uniform was thoroughly stained with semen.  The beautiful white skin of her arms and legs were bruised in several placed.  The James women positively glowed of defilement.

“… Do you have any genetic modifications of bionic implants to declare?”

The women listed off several minor alterations including their backbone enhancements to help them better manage their fat tits. 

Once the questions were completed the women were lead to a solid concrete wall and ordered to bend over and place their hands against the yellow circles on the wall.  The nurse spread the girls legs further apart and proceeded to give each a casual cavity search.  The position caused Alie’s shirt to fall open and spill forth her breasts.

Amy wondered what this poor woman went through, locked for hours at a time in this small room with these tyrants.   The villains would probably use her mouth all day for their pleasure and would no doubt rape her at least now and then.  Oh yes with such a sweet angel of a face and her big green eyes how could they not.  It was a good thing they were only small dicked gook troopers because she was such a small delicate thing.  Still, perhaps they had rods larger than most Asian’s, perhaps they were hiding big thick cocks under all that plastic. 

‘Yes’, Amy continued to think, they would give her the cavity searches when they had nothing to do, long hard searches with their long hard cocks.  She would cry and whimper as they fucked her holes again and again.  As the gloved fingers pulled the material from Amy’s shiter she thought ‘And they would make me perform these cavity searches on hot sluts while their cum oozes from my red swollen holes down my pretty legs.  And when I went home at the end of the day my mommy and daddy would smell the cum on me and would be powerless to stop it. I wonder how much a nurse earns’.

Meanwhile Alie too was thinking lewd thoughts.  ‘She has to be a lesbian, pretty little mouth like that.  Such a horrible fate for such a gorgeous little lesbian to be stuck down here with these monsters.  Getting raped and abused over and over.  She would look so good between my legs.  I would clamp the nipples on her tiny little tits and make her lick my big jugs for hours.’

“They’re clean” the nurse announced in a small voice.

The nearest trooper stood and seemed to stare at the intimidated nurse.  The pretty little thing dropped her head and lifted her tight white rubber skirt.  Under the skirt was a cute little bald pussy, red from use and dripping with cum.  The pussy was hidden by a tight black crotch rope, with a knot pressing against her poor little clitoris.  The nurse rolled off her latex glove and dropped her hands down to her privates.  Biting her lip the nurse began to stuff the glove up under the crotch rope and up into her already stuffed cunt.

One of the stern troopers waved the James girls on and they quickly straightened their few garments.  As they left the guard station behind each woman‘s pussy dripped with the thought of torturing that beautiful nurse.

Chapter 10:  Medical Procedures Pt1

Codes:  F+/f, F/f, Exhibition, Incest, Modification, Humiliation, Sci-Fi, Watersports, Enema, Teen, Latex, S/M

Alison James had her mother’s pussy juices all over her face and chin.  Her bra had been discarded and her white formal shirt now lacked any buttons at all, causing her Class 9’s to stand proud and free.  Her white under bust corset was freshly stained and stunk of girl piss, mostly her own.  Her panties too had been destroyed so only her short tight business skirt hid her bald wet pussy from view.  Her white garter belt and stockings were also damaged by urine from the morning’s antics.

Amanda James was in about the same state.  Her makeup was ruined like her daughters from repeated crying, cunt licking and being pissed on.  Though her white shirt still had three buttons that strained to hold back her massive beasts, it was drenched in fresh now cool piss.

The James women had reached the personnel screening chamber.  Its purpose was to make sure company employees did not bring any foreign substances into the secure areas and also to help prevent them later smuggling anything out.  Once clear of this checkpoint they would be able to move relatively freely throughout the companies holdings in the city.

The room glowed with sparkling clean white tiles on the walls and floor, giving the room the feel of a large bathroom or perhaps a hospital.  Another anti personnel field hummed and glowed on the far side of the room.  The center of the chamber was dominated by four rows of large white seats, perhaps a dozen seats to a row.  On almost every seat sat a professional looking working woman, most seemed to be taking the time to read newspapers or magazines while they waited.  Alie quickly noticed almost all the women were blondes like Amanda.

Around the outside of the room stalked two black gook troopers, a stark and deadly contrast against the snow white walls.  Two pretty Asian nurses dressed in their white tight rubber uniforms attended the sitting women; they seemed busy checking readouts on the bulky white seats.  Oddly both nurses had bald heads. 

As Alie and Amy stood in the entrance of the room two more troopers and the pretty redhead nurse from the security station pushed past them to reinforce the screening chamber personnel.   As the little nurse hobbled past on her almost en pointe heels Amy gave her a good smack on her soft alabaster buttocks where it was peering out from her too small rubber dress.  The nurse straightened and gritted her teeth at the unexpected contact giving Amy time to move her hand up under her dress to explore the petite nurse’s sphincter.  Amy could feel the crotch rope where it ran down between the girl’s legs; she could also feel a finger of a latex glove that wasn’t quite fully inserted into the girl’s delicate bottom.  Amy wondered how many such gloves the nurse had been forced to shove into her privates.

Amy led Alie across the room towards some free seats.  On the way Alie noticed a smart looking gorgeous white woman quickly rise from her seat only to turn around, drop to her knees and retch onto her chair.  Actually, not onto her chair but into it.  The clunky white chairs were beginning to look more and more like rather common toilets.  Alie wasn’t sure, but it kind of looked like the woman had some tubes coming out of her ass.

Amy stood in front of one of the toilets and so Alie choose to remain standing as well.  Alie took time to examine the other waiting women.  All of them were white and they all seemed to possess very impressive busts, though how many were natural was impossible to say.  Most of the women had the same tanned skin as her mother and long blond hair, as if all they did all day was lounge around on a beach.  Several of the women had bizarre looking black gags on with long foreboding tubes that ran down into the toilet bowl.

One of the Asian nurses approached the James women with haughty contempt on her sharp face.  Without a word the nurse bent forward slightly and ran her hands up the outside of Alison’s thighs and up under her skirt.  The woman fumbled around for awhile searching for Alie’s panties.  Good luck finding them, her panties were ripped up lying in an alley.  Now that Alie got a close look she realized the nurse lacked any facial hair, not even eyebrows or eyelashes.

The nurse took one look, and whiff, at Amanda and gave up on the whole endeavor.  “Kimberly!”  She snapped “Get over here and set up these two, I don’t want to get my hands dirty”. 

As the Asian nurse stomped off Kimberly, the cute redhead nurse, minced over.  Kimberly stood submissively in front of Alie, latex gloved hands at her side and eyes downcast.  “Please turn around, pull up your skirts and bend over” asked Kimberly in a soft voice.

Both women quickly complied though the position caused Alie’s big tits to flop out of her shirt while Amy’s wet shirt still clung to her ample bosom.  The rest of the women in the room continued to read their books and magazines, all with the red circle of government approval clearly showing.  Kimberly quickly applied a cleansing pad to Alie’s bottom and then jabbed her with a needle.  Alie blurted out an “Ouch” to which Kimberly quickly replied “I’m very sorry”.

Once both women had their injections Kimberly had more instructions. “Please hold your skirts up and sit with your legs spread wide so I can have access to your vagina”.  Alie followed the nurse’s instruction and whispered to her “You can have access to my vagina whenever you want”.  Alie had always enjoyed fantasizing about lovely pale redheads.  Their skin was so easily flushed with color by their emotions, not to mention they bruised beautifully.   

Now in better light and facing Kimberly, Alie could see the crotch rope she wore was actually only a small part of larger, more intricate rope bondage hiding badly under her white rubber uniform.  Why did was she wearing that?  Did it hurt?  And what about those sexy heels?

Kimberly squatted down on her fetish heels and applied a gel from a dispenser on the toilet to her fingers.  With her left hand Kimberly spread Alie’s sex so she could apply the lubricant with her right.  Her gloved hands methodically applied the clear gel up and down the inside of the already wet pussy before once more putting her fingers inside Alie’s snatch.  Next the nurse applied the gel to Alie’s still tight anus.  Alie shivered as a small latex covered digit probed gently into her tender anus.

“I don’t think my pussy is wet enough” whispered Alie to the beautiful young thing between her legs.

Kimberly got more gel and returned her fingers to Alie’s cunt.  This time Alie grabbed her slender wrist, causing the nurse to wince, and forced her fingers deeper inside.  “Please I still have to prepare her” Kimberly quietly pleaded as she motioned her head towards Amanda.  With a sigh Amy interjected “Oh don’t worry about me, I can set my self up”.  Then more quietly “You two have fun”.

Alie continued to masturbate herself with Kimberly’s gloved hand as she leant close still to whisper “I love your shoes, Do they hurt?”

“Yes…”

“And that rope you’re wearing, that looks like it hurts too”

“It does”

As the girls talked Kimberly used her free hand to begin inserting various tubes from inside the toilet into Alison.  One for her rectum, one for her vagina and even one small but very uncomfortably tube up her urethra.  Each tube was then inflated various amount with simple pump bags to hold them very securely inside Alison’s hot body.  The pumped up bladders inside her body felt invasive and Alie felt her muscles contract as her holes tried to expel the foreign objects.

Alie was nervous as hell about what was going on and it was as much for comfort as enjoyment that she held Kimberly’s wrist.  “What happens now” Asked Alie in a more humble tone.  “Please let go of me so I can finish”.  Alie let go of Kimberly’s hand.  “And put your hands behind your back, please”.

Alie stopped making things hard for the nurse and folded her arms behind her back.  Alie looked around the room and saw most of the women only had their tops on while they sat. The waiting women were all perfectly calm as they sat naked from their waist down with a variety of tubes inside them. As Alie scanned the room she felt cold metal clamp down on her wrists.  Looking behind her one of the Asian nurses had just handcuffed her to the toilet.

From within the toilet bowl Kimberly withdrew an item that looked similar to one of Alie’s mothers inflatable penis gags, only with another long tube attached and running through the phallus.  Kimberly pumped the cock up to a small size and spat on it before grinning mischievously and saying “Say Ah”.

Alie sat with her mouth closed until she felt the nurse behind her give her a shock from her cooperation rod, a small stick capable of electrocuting the uncooperative.  Alie opened her mouth wide and eyed the black cock nervously.  Kimberly spat on the small phallus and slowly pushed it into Alie’s mouth before inflating it until it could not be spat out.  Then with an evil smirk Kimberly continued pumping until Alie’s cheeks had bloated out and her jaw was held wide open.  The phallus seemed to be everywhere in Alie’s mouth and none of her fantasies had prepared her for such gag play.

“You wanted to know what happens now?  Now I fill you up” Kimberly whispered in a soft seductive message meant only for Alie.

Several buttons were pressed and Alie immediately felt liquid flowing up into her three holes through the tubes and more liquid pouring down her throat.  Alie looked over to her mother and saw that she had by now plugged and gagged herself and was pressing some buttons on the side of the toilet.

“It won’t take long you fill you up, this time…” taunted Kimberly as she removed Alie’s corset to make room for her rapidly expanding belly.  Kimberly began to rub Alie’s protesting tummy, and her own pussy. 

With the water flooding simultaneously into her stomach, bladder, vagina and rectum, Alie was filling up fast.  In no time at all she looked several months pregnant. For Alie the sensation was intense.  The gag and handcuffs make her feel helpless while she squirms on the toilet with her pussy and tits on display.  The phallus’ in her holes remind her of one of her mother’s rape fantasies and the rush of liquid her attackers filling her with semen.  All the while the wet dream of a nurse between her legs continued to stroke Alie’s mummy tummy. By time Kimberly shut the flow down Alie looked like she could give birth any second.  As she cried and squirmed on the seat the tubes attaching her to the toilet flopped around. 

“Now you have to wait” whispers the pale nurse as she removes one of her latex gloves and reaches under her uniform to insert it in her asshole.  “I will be back”.  Alie noticed under Kimberly’s gloves were red marks and bruises around her wrist, perhaps from some type of restraint.  Alie watch as Kimberly got up to leave, her white rubber uniform had rode up and the back exposing her soft white behind with its crotch rope, glove stuffed holes and what appeared to be a recently canned bottom.  Alie wanted her so badly.  As Kimberly trotted off she pulled her uniform down to hide her shame.

As Alie waited and squirmed she thought ‘Master Luke would love to see us like this’.  All fucked up and helpless.   Amanda had always enjoyed giving herself and her daughter enema’s and douches for no particular reason other than her personal gratification.  Alie had never had an enema like this.  So much liquid swishing around inside her, straining to get out.

Minutes passed and Alie watched as her mother released her gag and vomited copious amount of fluid and semisolids into the toilet.  The way her naked ass wiggled, with the tubes still obscenely sticking out of her holes was very erotic to Alie.  Looking around Alie noticed none of the other women in the room was ever filled u

Alie wanted to throw up too.  She wanted to piss and shit and cum and empty her cunt.  Alie looked to her mother with pleading eyes, but the cruel bitch only kissed her forehead and began releasing her own tubes.  As Alie watched her mother release the penises from inside her and begin to flush her system she felt like bursting.  None of the other women had been filled up as much as Alie, and she suspected that little slut of a nurse had deviated from the standard quantities.

When Amanda had at last finished unhooking all three tubes and the flow of water had stopped she did not look to free her daughter, but instead adjusted the settings on the toilet and began replacing the tubes in her body.  Alie looked around for Kimberly and found her at the back of the room, kneeling between one of the soldiers legs giving him a blowjob.  The villain had one hand roughly grabbing her hair and another poised at her slender neck.  The bastard was hurting her.  Minorities liked to joke how fast a gook trooper could get his dick out of his armor, but right now it didn’t seem funny.

It wasn’t until Amanda was fully hooked up for the second time that Kimberly minced back wiping tears from her big eyes and cum from her lips and with a fresh bruise on her neck.  Kimberly warned Alie “Get ready to blow”, a timely choice of words, and released Alie’s gag.  As Kimberly pulled the long tube from Alie’s mouth Alie could already feel the spew coming up.  Just in time she awkwardly spun around and emptied her stomach into the toilet. 

When Alie had spat out the last of the bile she sat back down on the toilet expecting Kimberly to withdraw the tubes.  Instead Kimberly was working Alie’s labia and cit with her naked alabaster hands. “Please” begged Alie. 

“Please what?” asked Kimberly innocently.

“Please let me go you crazy bitch” whispered Alie through clenched teeth.

“Oh” said Kimberly as she continued to masturbate Alie “You want me to release you”

“Yes”

“Now?”

“YES!”

Kimberly pressed the release button and the plugs inside Alie’s holes quickly shrank away and fell out causing the liquid to expel itself with force into the white bowl.  As Kimberly released Alie she leant in pulled hard on her swollen sex lips while slipping her tongue into Alie’s naval.

The release and the new stimulation caused Alie to climax dramatically.  She screamed out and flopped around on her seat, losing herself in the glorious release as its waves washed over her again, and again.  By the time she was done every eye in the room was fixed on her.  How humiliating.  To actually manage to embarrass herself in front of a room of women who are used to going through some fairy embarrassing invasive routines as part of their work.

Kneeling on the floor between Alie’s legs Amanda had flushed bright red and looked like a child with her hand caught in the cookie jar.  Quickly one of the imposing guards strong-armed Kim to the back of the room and one of the no nonsense Asian nursed set about rigging Alison for the second time. 

The nurse set up the phallus in Alie’s ass last to give it more time to drain.  Alie was cramping as the water left her behind is short violent spurts and then little trickles. 

After gagging Alie once more the nurse spoke to her “That was just to flush any waste from your system, this time we really clean out your insides.  I hear this stuff less watery and more like semen, but I’m sure you would be a better judge of that” mocked the nurse. “Now the stuff in your mouth is a vitamin shake, it rests in your belly and you can absorb it all day as you work.  You won’t be able to swallow anything else by time we are finished with you.  Strangely enough I hear it feels and tastes a lot like cum too, probably some bored developers sick joke, but you’re the one who has to suck it down and then have it sit in your belly all day.”

Alie didn’t have anywhere near the experience with semen that the bitch insinuated but the stuff being forced down her throat sure did feel and taste a lot like Master Luke’s cum. The stuff in her pussy and ass felt gross and slimy too like cum from the nigger’s in her VR gangbang.

As Alie sat and was filled up again she heard a quick snap and a sharp yelp from behind her.  Then again.  Alie strained her head to look around and saw Kimberly was leaning with her hands against the back wall while one of the guards canned her already damage little bottom.  The fresh canning on the recent and old existing marks quickly reduced Kimberly to piteous tears.

Alie gulped down a continuous flow of the semen shake from the dick in her mouth. She wanted to kill that damn gook and cradle Kim in her arms and stroke her gently.  Or failing that at least be the one who was canning her pretty bottom for being a very naughty girl.  Soon enough Alie was filled back up to the point of pregnancy and was once more squirming on her toilet. 

It seemed like Alie was supposed to hold this slime in longer as it had already been at least 10 minutes and no one had come to release her.  The guards had finishes canning Kimberly and she wiped the tears from her eyes and returned to Alie.  Kim stood in from of the bound Alie and pulled up her brief rubber skirt to reveal her bald pussy and is tormenting rope, which she somehow loosened.  Kim sat down on the free toilet beside Alie and began to pluck the latex gloves from her pussy and asshole.  Like a magician glove after glove was drawn forth.  When finally Kimberly had a small pile of dirty wet gloves on the floor in front of her she began to lubricate herself and stuff the inflatable dicks in her tight body.

Alie managed to look at Kim questioningly despite the black cock in her mouth.  Kim saw Alie’s unspoken query and replied in a soft friendly voice “Oh no I don’t work in there.  I don’t have the assets for it.”  Alie cupped her flat chest. “I just do this part time to pay the bills, but those guards won’t keep their fucking hands to themselves and I need to get cleaned up before school.”

Alie wondered if perhaps Kim protested too much considering the rope bondage she wore seemed to be by her choice, as did the fetish heels.  Even stuffing gloves in her fuck holes seemed sort of consensual before, but maybe there was a guard watching.

“How’s the cum” asked Kim causing Alison’s eyes to widen dramatically.

“Oh don’t lose it, it isn’t actually cum… at least I think it isn’t.  It just looks tastes like it.”

Kim’s little tummy was already growing as she reached for the penis gag.  “Unlike you I do actually have a lot of cum in my tummy which I wouldn’t mind getting out”.  Kim placed the cock in her mouth and inflated it.

Kimy’s face and chest quickly turned red and she seemed to be crying and suffering a great deal.  Despite her own cramping Alie noticed that the crazy bitch was still wearing not only her tight rubber uniform but the rope bondage underneath it.  As her belly expanded it was being cut into by the ropes.  Still Kim didn’t prematurely remove the cocks and just suffered through the agony like a real trooper. 

When the Asian nurse returned she released the penis gag.  Alie moved to vomit into the toilet but suddenly didn’t feel like it. “Remember” spoke the nurse “The cumshake swims around in your belly all day”.

When the nurse released the other three plugs a runny clear liquid spurted quickly from her holes, followed by a slow thick white oozing goo.  “Kind of looks like you have been fucking pigs in the red light district.”  The nurse commented, mirroring Kimberly’s claims.  Alie sat humiliated and scandalized by the suggestion as the nurse took a hose from the toilet bowl and flushed the goo from Alie’s holes. 

While Alie was being cleaned Kim had finally released her own plugs and commenced her shitting and spitting.  By time the nurse was finished with Alie, Kim had retrieved a small pink backpack with a rabbit prominently placed on it.  Kim replugged her ass to halt the releasing enema and quickly and publicly disrobed her rubber nurses uniform.  Naked but for rope and bruises Kim retried a senior school uniform from her bag and dressed.  Alie noticed Kim had gold rings in her nipples and clit and tattoos in Chinese.  One on her baby smooth pussy mound read “Fuck Me” and one on her lower back read “Hurt Me”.  Her small back was riddles with old whip marks.

Kim then took a small box and taped it to her inner thigh.  From the box ran a cord attached to a vibrating ball, which she shoved up under the freshly tightened crotch rope and into her pussy.  Next came a bright red buttplug with a bright red tail.  Kim shrank and pulled the cock from her ass only to quickly insert and expand the buttplug trapping the enema inside.  Her belly was still noticeably distended by the trapped liquids.

“Oh well I have to go, I forget what your name was sorry, but if you work here I’m sure I will see you some other time.  Byeee”  And Kim hobbled out of the room on her fetish heels, the very end of her tail just visible under her conservative schoolgirl outfit.  Alie desperately wanted to fuck that girl, even if she was just maybe crazier than her mother.

“Alison James” came the call from a man wearing what looked like a biohazard suit standing by the exit field.

“Um, that’s me” Answered Alie unsure of what was happening.

“You are next”

Chapter 11:  Medical Procedures Pt2

Codes:  F/f, Exhibition, Modification, Humiliation, Sci-Fi, Young, Size, Fisting, Toys, Transgender, Latex, Chastity Belt,   

*NOTE* There is a death in this chapter, but I would challenge anyone to find it remotely sexual so I wouldn’t consider it as snuff.  Just felt I would warn you.

“You are next” Repeated the Asian doctor.

“Next?” replied Alie, unsure of her responsibilities here.

“Nurse” ordered the impatient doctor.

One of the Asian nurses came over and began to strip Alie of the last of her clothes.  The nurse removed her garter, stocking, buttonless shirt and even her heels.  When she was finished Alie was naked, and felt both naked and dirty with the eyes of many women upon her.

“This way, quickly” ordered the hairless nurse with her slanty eyes brimming with contempt.  Alie followed her minder to the front of the room, her feet finally free of her high heels.

With the anti personnel field now down Alie followed the nurse and doctor into a long white hallway with a dozen steel doors along both sides and another cackling yellow field at the far end.  In front of the field like a sentinel stood a lone armored trooper.  The floor had many drains all along its length.  Standing at attention in the hallway were six naked white little girls. 

“Who are they” Asked Alie feeling suddenly self conscious in front of these innocent looking children.

The nurse looked at Alie like she was a retarded child “They are shower girls.  They start working here at 13 and upon completing 4 years of honorable service the company gives them full body makeovers so they can move up to your slightly more prestigious rank.”

“You were not a shower girl” Asked the old Asian doctor now curious about his buxom patient.

“No sir” Alie replied with her eyes downcast

“Then where did you get these?” He asked as he pinched each of Alison’s nipples and lifted her breasts to study the underside. “I see no surgeon’s barcode”.

“They are real Sir”

“Is everything else real” He asked.  His IQ dropping many points and his dirty old man side taking over as he lowered an old hand down to Alie’s bald cunt. *slap* The nurse slapped the doctor’s hand away from Alie and he quickly regained is professional demeanor.

“You there” The old man pointed at the smallest girl.  “Attend to this one”.  Apparently the doctor didn’t bother remembering names.

The girl couldn’t have been much over 13 and was unnatural looking.  The flat chested little girl was fine in the face but completely hairless.  Her skin looked too white, like it was bleached white.  If she stood still against the walls one could miss her.  The child was also completely hairless from her smooth head to her bald cunt.

As the shower girl came forward Alie noticed she was wearing transparent plastic high heels that seemed locked onto her ankles.  The heels were supposedly excellent for wet floors but on a child they did look out of place. 

“Contraband check” snapped the doctor.

“Oh we did that already outside” pointed out Alie.

A quick zap from the nurse and Alie enthusiastically followed her instructions and found herself on her hands and knee’s.  As this happened more naked women from the last room were entering and quickly dropping to their hands and knee’s in front of the steel door.

Alie felt her pussy being probed by small fingers and saw the other shower girls beginning to perform cavity searches on the other waiting women.  The little hands and fingers explored deep, knowing they would be severely punished if they missed anything. 

Alie refused to get aroused by the businesslike touching of the little girl, too young for her fantasies.  With lots of lubricant and focused effort the shower girl got her small hand all the way into Alie’s tight pussy.  This little girls hand was the largest thing Alie had ever had inside her womanhood, at least in reality it was.  As the shower girl moved her fisting search to Alie’ anus she actually wished she had listened to her mother.  To ease the pain and humiliation of this little girl straining to get her hand up Alie’s tight asshole Alie would gladly have worn a buttplug night and day. 

Alie heard a commotion from the woman across from her and saw the shower girl pull her hand free with a small round object, no more than an inch across, covered in latex.

Alie had no idea what was going on but the hallway suddenly erupted in action.  Naked white girls and women were dropping to their knees and facing the outer walls.  The shower girl who had discovered the object ran to the doctor waving it as the anti personnel field at the entrance to the hall sprang terrifyingly to life in a yellow flash.

Struggling to stand but failing Alie realized she still had her shower girls hand trapped in her clenched anus.  The shower girl too was trying to move but Alie’s panicking held her still.

When it became apparent to the woman who had been smuggling the contraband that she had no point of escape she lunged at one of the nurses and broke her nose with a reverse elbow.  Grabbing up the falling nurses cooperation stick she activated it and charged toward the black armored trooper.  The move was pure suicide.  The hallway was far too long and the stick unlikely to cause any harm to the lone guard.  Still the woman did not want to become a permanent guest of the cruel oppressor state and the guard did not want to risk allowing the woman any close lest she attempt to disarm his energy pistol.

With a flash of sickly green light the pistol spat forth an unruly beam of dark green energy.  The beam collided with the charging terrorist and the results were dramatic, permanent and sickening.  The entire upper half of the woman was literally blown to bits.  As the spray of blood splashed across Alie and her shower girl Alie had no desire to examine the state of the dead woman’s lower half.  The room quickly settled down after the hairless nurses used mops to transport most of the deceased into one of the adjacent rooms.

The other woman began to stand and take their shower girls hands and enter the steel doors.  Alie was still on all fours and gasping for breath.  She and her shower girl had be splashed with the worst of the carnage and Alie couldn’t deal. 

“Its ok.  Shhh.  You’re ok” counseled the young shower girl quietly in english.  “Relax your anus” she continued as she gently stroked Alie like a frightened animal.  Gradually Alie was able to calm herself enough for the girl to slip her hand free.  Alie allowed the little girl to lead her through one of the steel doors into another much smaller white tiles room. 

Alie stood dumbfounded as her assistant locked a set of transparent high heels onto her legs and then turned on an overhead shower.  The water was warm and soothing.  The shower girl took up a sponge and quickly set about washing the filth from Alison.  Her ruined makeup was removed along with the blood, sweat and piss.

Alie looked down at the stoic young girl and the sight of watered down blood running off her bald head down her pretty face caused her to break down again.  Alison took the girl into her arms and held her and wept for some time.  The shower girl tried to remain brave but the emotion finally got to her and she could not help but cry.

“We have a lot to do still miss” whispered the shower girl.

With a sniff Alie nodded in the affirmative.

“Well you need to let me go” Said the shower girl as she smiled.

“I’m sorry” said Alison as she looked up to let the shower remove the tears from her face.

The shower girl moved to a wall and adjusted a flashing console.  In moments the entire smell of the room changed as the shower began raining down a pungent chemical.

The shower girl ran her hands through Alison’s hair lovingly.  “You have such pretty hair”.  “Thank you” replied Alison automatically.  “Too bad” Added the shower girl.

Alison looked down and saw long lengths of straight black hair washing into the drains.  As she watched more and more hair joined it.  Shaking still from the recent shock Alison touched her head and pulled her hand away with a clump of her own hair.  In short order the shower was shut off to allow the girl to inspect Alison again.

Alison touched her head and face as the girl checked her thoroughly.  Her hair was gone, so were her eyebrows.  Not a follicle of hair remained on her body.  She was as hairless as the little girl examining her.

The shower sprang to life again with fresh water and the little girl soaped and washed her hairless charge.  Alie cried silent tears at the loss of her hair.  It was strange to weep over such a petty thing after what she had just witnessed but Alie had always liked her hair and now it was gone.

Alie was lead over to a section of white wall which opened at the press of a button to reveal an inset cutaway of a fully grown woman.  After removing Alie’s safety heels the shower girl told her to “Step in carefully please to reduce the chance of serious injury”.

‘Reduce!’ Thought Alie.  This wasn’t good at all.

Alie wet and naked raised her crotch up and tiptoed into the female shaped hole. 

“No matter what happens stay very still” added the little girl, sensing this was Alie’s first time.

With that word of advice and some more button pressing the wall behind Alie closed up plunging her into darkness.    Alie felt the room around her resize, as each brick moved if it needed to so as to make a constant small space around her body.  The entire room surged onto her and Alie was pinned motionless.  Unable to see and unable to move she closed her eyes.  Seeking comfort Alie began to recite in her mind a morning oath thanking her nation’s wise and strong leaders, a recitation all children would chant every morning at school.

Alie felt suction at her breasts as space before them opened.  Her large jugs were sucked into the wall firmly.  A light appeared in front of Alie’s eyes as the wall opened there too.  A penis shaped white rod appeared and extended inexorably into towards her mouth.  As the head of he phallus touched her teeth a voice rang out telling her to allow it into her mouth.

Alie allowed the member into her mouth and closed her lips around it.  As soon as the rod had satisfied itself with its progress Alie saw tiny metal arms flip up from the shaft and grab onto her lips.  Alie heard a distinct *ching* as needles shot out from the rod on all sides into her soft pink lips.  Alie shook from the pain and could feel blood running into her mouth as the needles sunk into her lip meat and began to slowly inject a foreign substance.

As Alie cried and wondered what was happening to her lips the mutable walls formed a tight collar around her neck and many needles injected themselves into her helpless throat.  Alie thought she was going to die in this horrible place but could think of no comforting thoughts through the pain in her lips and neck.  As these attacks on her flesh happened Alie’s breasts were still being sucked on by a powerful vacuum.  The walls crushed against her tiny waist as her body was forced further into an hourglass shape.  As Alie’s swollen titmeat reached the desired limit of elasticity more sharp needled sprung from the walls to dig into her soft flesh.  Even her nipples were stung and injected repeatedly.

Two small mechanical tentacles appeared from the wall in front of Alie’s face.  They stretched out towards her eyes.  Screaming onto the phallus from the pain of the needles Alie watched in pure horror as little arms sprung forth around the end of each tentacle.  The tentacles surged forward to touch Alison’s eyes and the arms pinned her eye’s wide open.  A blinding light from the end of the stalks preceded a burning pain from Alie’s eyeballs, it felt to her like a man was putting out a cigarette directly onto her eyes.

Small scalpel like blades on the tentacle went to work cutting into the skin around Alison’s eyes.  As quickly as flesh was cut it was reknitted seamlessly with dermal menders.  Knives flashed against Alison’s ankles as she felt them quickly mutilated, modified and repaired.

Alie could feel her tits and lips swell from their multiple injections, while if anything her throat seemed to contract.  Alie could still breathe through her nose and must have been receiving air from somewhere. 

Small devices pressed up against the outside of Alison’s pussy and her asshole, though they seemed content not to enter.  As Alie waited for this new rape to begin and shook in agony the walls around her exploded with light.  Earplugs probed into Alie’s ears as a gem poured from the ceiling across her bald head and more was quickly spurted from the walls until she was covered in it.  Alie felt more than a little like a bird being basted in an oven.

From the earplugs Alie was assaulted by government propaganda and instructions about her upcoming days work. Alie lost all track of time as she baked away while more needles seemed to pierce any part of her body they felt like inflicting harm on.  Waves of needle assaults came at her breasts and bottom throughout the ordeal.  Even her face and bald head were not spared. Eventually Alie passed out from the pain and did not awake until she felt herself fall against the cold wet floor of the shower room.

The shower girl was kneeling submissively beside Alie crying into her small hands.  “Oh thank god your awake, I was about to go fetch a nurse”.

“What happened” Alie asked, though the voice was not her own.  Only a timid seductive whisper escaped her lips.

“I forgot to give you the pain suppressants” admitted the crying little girl “I’m sorry, just with that woman getting shot I just forgot.  I failed at my task.  I’m going to get kicked out of the program for sure, but I’m just glad you’re safe.”

“Its ok, I’m alive” Alie whispered, mostly just to help convince herself of the fact.

“You’re more than alive you’re stunning” Added the excited girl holding up a hand mirror.

Alie failed to recognize herself in its clouded reflection. 

The shower girl activated a button on the hand mirror and it quickly shed itself of all water vapor.  The mirror displayed the reflection of Amanda!  Alison now had beach babe golden skin.  Her head commanded a mane of long blond hair with matching eyebrows and long lashes.  Her lips were thick and a luscious red.  Her breasts and nipples noticeably large, in fact some would now the size of pornstars hooters.  Most disturbing were her eyes.  The skin around them had been crafted to give her a faintly Asian look and her eyes were now a stunning blue not green. 

Alison touched her face and tried to recognize the myriad of small changes.  “I look like my mother” whispered Alison to no one.  “Your mother must be very pretty” smiled the plain shower girl.  Her dream being only to one day follows in Alie’s footsteps. 

Alie tried to rise but immediately found difficulties with her feet, she could not straighter out her feet.  She eventually managed to rise up on her toes.

“Time for your company uniform” said the shower girl with pride.  “I wish I had a uniform…” she added momentarily covering her naked body.

A set of bright red and yellow high heels were brought forth.  These were taller than even the sort Amanda would wear.  Closer to those Alie had seen Kim wearing.  She would be prancing around on her tiptoes all day.  Alie laid on her back as the girl fixed the ballet boots to her feet and legs. 

As the little girl sat between Alison’s splayed legs she asked “Did it hurt in there?” 

“It hurt more than anyone should ever hurt” replied Alie in her whisper voice.

“Please don’t tell the nurses” begged the girl, again fearing for her future “I can make it up to you”.

“How could you possibly…” began Alie until she felt a tongue at her still pink snatch.

“No” whispered Alie but she was still recovering from her ordeal and too weak to fight even this small girl.

“The nurses make us practice this when no one is around.” The anonymous shower girl informs Alie.  “Nurse Vira says I’m her favorite even though I’m the youngest here”

Alie is helpless under the unexpectedly skilled cunnilingus as the shower girl performs amazing feats of sex with her lips and tongue. 

“Even doctor Fuu likes watching us shower girls practice on each other.” The shower girl scoots forward and grinds her own bald pussy against Alie’s as she notices Alison’s positive reaction to her dirty talking. 

“I’ve only been here for three months but I’ve already licked so much pussy.  If you’re mum works here I’ve probably liked her pussy too.  Maybe I even did this to her” The shower girl adds as she inserts a finger into Alie’s ass.  “I can tell you like it in the ass.  Do you like it in the ass?”

“Yes”

“I bet your mum likes it in the ass too.  Does she like it in the ass?  Tell me!”

“Yes” whispers Alie “She likes it in the ass a lot”

“Have you ever been fucked in the ass?” asked the shower girl as she takes long sucks on Alie’s clit.

“Ohhh… Um, yes once”

“Oh I’ve been fucked in the ass lots of times.  The first day I was here all the guards broke me in.  That hurt so much, I’m glad they were nice enough to let the nurse drug me up first.”

Alie cried.  She didn’t want to think about this poor little girl being gangraped while she orgasmed all over her pretty little face, which was exactly what was about to happen.

“What’s your name?” asked Alison.

“Oh didn’t I say?  Its Andy now” replied Andy as she began driving three fingers into Alie’s cunt.

“It’s Andy now?  What was it before” asked Alie as she approached climax.

“Oh it used to be Andrew, but the only opening the company had was for a girl so… Now its Andy.”

Alison’s eyes widened in surprise as she screamed out softly, all her throat would allow, and achieved orgasm all over the little girl-boys face.

As Alie recovered Andy cleaned her up with his tongue. 

“So you used to be a little boy?”

“Yep, Nurse Vera says that’s why I’m shaping up to be such a slut.” Andy shrugged matter of factly.

“Well that’s probably the weirdest sex I’ve had all day, and if I had time to tell you what sort of day I have had you would appreciate that.”

Alie wasn’t used to looking at her tanned skin and asked Andy “Can we finish dressing me?”

“Course”

First Andy wrapped a tight clear plastic corset around Alie’s waist.  With a button tap it shrunk her waist to an incredibly small size forcing her into shallow breathing.  Next Andy helped Alie dress in a tight fighting transparent latex dress.  It was like wearing a giant condom.  The latex struggled to cover her recently enlarged tits and ass.  The bottom of her ass checks would be showing and so would a great amount of cleavage.  As the dress was entirely see through anyway this seemed irrelevant.

“Don’t I get some underwear?”

“Course”

Andy retried a clear plastic… thing.  It wasn’t until Andy was attaching it her Alie’s waist that she realized it was a chastity belt.  It had little holes for a girl to pee out off and a large hole for her to crap. 

“Is this to stop people molesting me”

“Oh no, this just stops you trying to smuggle things out in your ass” added Andy as she guided an unnecessarily large see through plastic cock built into the panties into Alie’s cunt.

“What’s the dildo for?” Asked Alie as she squirmed around trying to get comfortable on the thick tool.

“I’m not sure, but its part of the uniform”

Alie straightened up tall on her red and yellow ballet boots and felt up her tanned thighs to the hard plastic belt around her waist.  “If people really wanted to they could just hide stuff up their ass like they do in prison shows” whispered Alison.

“That’s what this is for” Smiled Andy as s/he held up a small see through plastic conical buttplug. 

Andy gave the plug a quick blowjob and inserted it into Alie’s rear.  The plug dove in to its full length fast enough then Andy commanded it “Plug 0361 increase to maximum size and transfer control to supervisor rank and above”.

Alie quickly felt the buttplug expand inside her rectum.  Gosh she hated buttplugs.  As it got larger inside her it also spread her sphincter wider and wider which was an intense feeling.  Alie expected the plug to stop growing any moment now but it didn’t, then she realized Andy had told it to grow to maximum size.

“Did you mean to say maximum size” Alie whispered through grit teeth.

“I said medium size…”

“I beg to differ” countered Alie as she started taking quick shallows breaths.

“I’m sure I said medium…”

“I fucking guarantee this is no medium” grunts Alie as her shitter is stretched like never before.  Between the buttplug and the dildo every twist and step made her feel freshly fucked.

“Maybe you will just get used to it…”

As Alie tries to pull the see through dress down another inch Andy attaches a clear plastic ankle chain between the two ballet boots.  “I think that’s just to stop you running, safety first I suppose”.

“Anything else” Whispers a tired Alison.

“Course.  You forgot the hat”

Prologue:

Alie got off the underground monorail and followed her colleagues allow a bright tunnel to their workplace.  Alie was please to have ended up working with her mother, and less pleased to also be placed with the two women who spat on her as they went to work.

The four working girls struggled along on their red and yellow ballet boots with their clear ankle chains.  Each was impaled on large clear plastic dildos and buttlplugs, though Alie’s plug was incorrectly set to a much large more uncomfortable setting.  Each woman’s fuckable hourglass figure was barely covered at all by a brief thin see through latex uniform.

As their approached the airlock to the staff entrance to their germ free workplace Alie studied the little hat she had been given.  It was such a silly little hat, all white with an enormous large yellow M on top of it.  Three years at college and the government would finally grant Alison James the clearance to sell hamburgers to those high caste clientele who had a taste for them. 

Message from the author:

Hello and thanks for making it this far.  If you’re still reading this then I hope you enjoyed my story.  The first of decent length I have made public.  If you did enjoy reading them please post a nice review of my story or send me an email.  Even hearing from a few happy people can make a big difference.

This entire story was originally supposed to just a shorter version of what became chapter 11 with the sort of joke ending that the women are doing all this to work at McDonalds.  I guess I’m just a sucker for context and it took me 10 (very enjoyable) chapters to get my girls there.  I was even going to throw in some chapters where Luke messes around with VR some more but I will probably follow suit with Llabmik and keep them a separate but related story.

I could see myself returning to this story and picking it up again later, but first I think I will try something else.  If someone wants to get an early draft of my writing and help me with the editing email me too.