Disclaimer - This story is complete fiction! None of the events that take place, and that will take place are real, they are entirely made, and all characters a just figments of my somewhat twisted imagination.
A Means of Reproduction - Part viii by danwoodsversion1@aol.com and miss_obedient_slut@yahoo.com *** If Ivy had been worried before, the tone of Dr. Wool alone was enough to make things much worse. "Is Kim alright? It's not serious, is it?" "No. Not that we can tell. We're just a little baffled. I'd like to run more tests to get to the bottom of all this. If you wouldn't mind." "No. Not at all," said a very relieved Ivy. "Good. I need you to do something for me." Dr. Wool went on to explain. Ivy listened. Soon, her eyes were wide, and her cheeks quite red. *** Ivy put the phone down absentmindedly, thinking about what Dr. Wool had just asked her to do. Her hand wasn't trembling, which was odd because she felt confused and nervous. She hadn't the faintest idea how to proceed. Her worries grew as she made her way back upstairs. How would she breach the subject with her daughter? How would she go about her task? It sounded like something best handled by Dr. Wool, but she'd found herself agreeing on the phone. There was little she could do about it now. She made her way towards her bedroom, then paused as she passed the bathroom. She could hear the sound of running water, and her thoughts flashed back to her fantasy in the shower. She leaned against the side of the door and sighed softly, while warm arousal seeped between her legs. Her nipples, so sensitive a moment ago, hardened as she remembered the imagined bliss of Kim's lips suckling her breast. She suddenly felt naked, despite the bathrobe she wore. She was about to duck back into her room when a sound froze her in place. She could hear moaning, coming from inside the shower. Ivy could feel her cheeks flush red. Both Jessica and Kim could be heard, and it didn't sound like they were in pain. A voice inside her told her to walk away, but the mother of two remained still, her legs refusing to move. She closed her eyes and listened, obeying another impulse, knowing she indulged her forbidden lusts without being able to resist. Jessica and Kim gasped in unison, and Ivy had no trouble imagining her daughters wrapped in an amorous embrace, their naked bodies pressed against one another. They kept their voices low, but it was clear that they couldn't help themselves. The moaning intensified, and soon Ivy was doing her best to keep her composure. Her hands itched and yearned to slip underneath her bathrobe to play with her rock-hard nipples, but somehow she managed to keep them to her sides. What was happening in there? Her daughters were having sex! Why wasn't she putting a stop to it? What kind of mother had she become? Jessica's moans became more insistent, while Kim's became more muffled. Ivy bit on her lower lip, her mind conjuring a vision of her youngest kneeling in the tub, her head bobbing between her sister's legs. The rush of pleasure left her light-headed and leaning against a wall. It was too much. She began to finger herself. God. She was fingering herself. She was so wet! Her daughters were in the shower together, and masturbating was all she could think about! She had to stop herself^Å had to^Å "Hum^Å Girls?" The shock of hearing herself speak snapped Ivy out of trance. The moaning coming from inside the bathroom abruptly ceased, and the reply came in a chorus. "Yes, mom?" Her daughters, perhaps realising they had been nearly caught, sounded quite innocent. Ivy pulled her reluctant hands out of her bathrobe and suppressed a moan of her own. "Hurry up now, the both of you. Kim, please come into my room when you're done?. I need to speak to you." "Sure thing mom," said Kim, as if nothing was up. Ivy heard the girls giggle, and felt the world spin around her. *** Ivy sat on the edge of her bed, her mind still reeling with what she had heard and with what she knew she was about to do. What shocked her the most was not that she felt nervous, but that she also felt a trickle of excitement, buzzing in her clit. It felt strangely arousing to sit there on the bed, toying with the silk handkerchief in her hands as she went over the possible ways she could do this. "So, what did you need to talk to me about mommy?" asked Kim, snapping Ivy out of her reverie. Ivy looked up from her hands to her daughter and caught the gasp in her throat. Kim had obviously just got out of the shower with her sister and stood as nude as the day she was born. She was a picture of innocent beauty, as sensual as a young angel from a Renaissance painting. Water from her still wet hair ran down her ample chest, dripping from the stiff nipples and onto the floor. Ivy was trying not to stare as she forced words to leave her mouth, "K-Kim... could come sit by me. Please?" Kim beamed as she bounced onto the bed next to her mother, the bare skin of her shoulder brushing ever so slightly against the robed arm of her mother, "What's up mom?" Ivy had never felt so nervous in all her life, "Where's your sister?" "She went downstairs to get some breakfast." replied Kim, not taking her eyes of her mom. Ivy closed her eyes and thanked Heaven for small favours. "I need to talk to you, sweetie. I spoke with Dr. Wool on the phone a little while ago, and she asked me to... collect something for when you go back for your check-up later..." "What does she need?" asked Kim, scooting along the bed. "She needs a... hum... a s-sample from you." Kim blinked her eyes, eager to make her mom happy. "What sort of sample?" Having trouble keeping her mind focused by this point, Ivy settled for taking a deep breath. Her youngest kept moving closer as she spoke, and now rubbed against her in a way that made her unbelievably self conscious. Her nipples throbbed every time Kim brushed against her arm, and she couldn't believe how wet she was becoming. "Well. You remember that day we went to see her first time... and later on in the evening, you were... um... how should I put it-" "Touching myself?" Kim interrupted, eyes full of innocence. "Well, yes... and when you got excited... you-" Ivy's voice trailed off. Kim did not blush like her mother, holding her stare but saying nothing. The mischief slowly ebbed away, replaced by longing, and the sparkle in her eyes suddenly betrayed an attraction between them that went beyond anything either of them had experienced so far. The long seconds went on as they stared in each other's eyes, mother and daughter lost in a tempest of yearning, finding solace as they realised the depth of their feelings for one another. It was as if they glimpsed a truth of love and beauty mirrored in their souls... something heavenly... too frail and gentle for words to describe. Neither of them could speak, could articulate what they felt at that moment. It was as if an abyss had suddenly opened underneath them, an abyss through which they fell, holding on to one another. "Will I be alright mom?" Kim asked softly. "Yes, love" Ivy whispered, tears in her eyes. "I promise. Dr. Wool just needs this sample." Kim nodded, reaching for Ivy, who felt her heart jump in her throat as her daughter brushed so very close to her. Delicate fingers pressed softly on her hand. "I understand, mom. I'll take the silk handkerchief to my room." Something in Ivy twisted in a knot, then released very slowly. Her words sounded like a total stranger's as she spoke: "It's okay, love. You don't have to leave if you don't want to." She felt faint and light-headed as her daughter stared mutely in her eyes. What had she said? What had she done? Her heart somersaulted as Kim smiled. There was no shyness or hesitation as the young girl slowly spread her legs. She spun around and draped one of her legs across her mothers lap, wrapping the other one around Ivy's lower back. Pushing back a little, she rested her ass against the bed, and laid back on the soft covers, her lovely blond hair resting like sunshine on a pillow. At last her cheeks were reddening, but Ivy knew it wasn't out of embarrassment. The mother stared into the eyes of her daughter, every breath making her more and more delirious. She'd meant only to watch while Kim fingered herself, but Kim had thrown her arms over her head, offering herself. Ivy drank in the sight that was her ten-year old daughter. She admired the way her large eyes shone, her deep red lips parted to show off her hypnotic smile. The large orbs that were her breasts, capped with dark nipples. The firm stomach leading down her baby smooth sex, her hardened clit sitting above the swollen, spread out lips. It was in that moment that Ivy realised she loved her daughter more than anything else in the world. "Mommy?" Kim snapped her mother from a trance for a second time that morning, "Yes sweetie?" "It's okay mommy. I want you to do it. Please." Kim spread herself a little more as her mother brought the handkerchief closer to her waiting slit. She gasped when Ivy finally made contact, and slowly began rocking her hips against her. "Ohhh mommy..." Kim hissed. Ivy was lost in another reality, savouring the lust-filled, forbidden pleasure of touching her daughter. She remained silent as held the cloth, sensing the softness of Kim's waiting flesh against her fingers. Then she did something she couldn't believe she was doing. She pressed harder. "Yesss," gasped Kim, lost in her own heaven of bliss. Her eyes were closed, and her head swung back and forth, as she surrendered to the pleasure. Ivy couldn't fight the urges that were tearing at her heart. She pushed even harder onto her daughter, even going so far as to brush her thumb against her clit. She rand the edge of her knuckle through the silk (which was soaked by now), pressing up and down Kim's pussy. She could have stopped. Should have stopped. But she was no longer able to, as entranced by torrential, incestuous lust as Kim was. She felt Kim's legs tighten around her body, her daughter refusing to let go of the woman who brought her into this world... she was giving in as the climax approached. At last, Kim let out a high pitched moan, arching her back and pointing her toes. A gushing flow of cum spurted from her cunt, splashing her juices over the handkerchief. Ivy withdrew her hand slightly, and nearly came herself as some of the cum splashed against her arm and breasts, soaking the robe she wore. Kim's body shook in the throes of glorious climax, the orgasm rocking her body beyond belief. Ivy sat and watched, amazed and aroused by the divine spectacle of her daughter's nectar, flowing in streams. Then, she snapped out of her near-hypnotized state, and reached for a plastic zip back she'd left on the bed behind her. With fingers coated in Kim's juices, she slipped the wet silk inside and closed the seal, just as Doctor Wool had instructed. The two remained still afterwards, not wishing to spoil the moment with words, content to simply bask in the heat of for one another. Speech would merely dispel the fragile illusion of the secret tryst they had just shared. Ivy helped Kim to her feet, and both were breathing deeply as they stared into each other's eyes. Things became awkward again for Ivy, and yet she realised her embarrassment wasn't as acute as before. Though she blushed at seeing Kim's smile of unabashed sexual contentment, there was no denying the power of this mesmerising new bond between them. "You okay sweetie?" asked Ivy, the nervousness suddenly gone from her voice, Kim replied by simply nodding, her own eyes darting from her mother's to her mouth, and she unconsciously licked her lips. "Well... you should go get some breakfast, I think, don't want you going to the doctors on an empty stomach." Kim smiled and leant forward, her lips brushing against her mother's in the lightest of kisses. Ivy felt the warm tongue of her daughter push into her mouth, briefly sliding against her own. She watched as Kim strode out the door. *** "What are you grinning about?" asked Jessica as she sat nude at the kitchen table, sipping from the glass of OJ in her hand, "Nothing," smiled Kim as she opened up the fridge. *** Ivy got up off the bed and closed the door, leaning up against it as she held her hand to her face. She brought it closer and breathed in the intoxicating scent of her daughter's juices, glistening in the morning sun. "Oh Kimmie..." She untied her bathrobe and let it slide to the floor, her nude body shaking in anticipation, "Kimmie... my sweet love..." Ivy wasted no time in plunging her juice covered fingers into her mound, her knees quickly giving way, "Kimmie... I love you so much..." Ivy brought her free hand to caress her breasts, squeezing and pinching her sensitive nipples, "Oh Kimmie... mommies cumming for you sweetie... cumming for you..." Ivy bit her lip to suppress her screams as she came, her juices squirting from her hole and mixing with those of her daughter. She was gushing hard ^Ö as hard as Kimmie and Jessica, and sank to the floor as her body surrendered to the pleasure of climax. "Kimmie... mommy loves you so much..." With a hard squeeze of her breasts, warm milk squirted in thick streams from her nipples, splashing on the carpeted floor. "So much..." *** It was later in the day, and the three Richards women sat in the doctor's waiting room. Throughout the whole drive there, Ivy had been nervous, doing her best to concentrate on the road. At one point, looking in the rear-view mirror, she'd noticed that Kim and Jessica held hands as they sat in the back seat. Now she worried about how Dr Wool would react to her youngest daughter, and how much of a sample she had collected. What if Doctor Wool figured out what she had done?? Would she be in trouble? Could a family court take her daughters away from her? She couldn't bear to think about it. Kim and Jessica however, where the exact opposite. They had been whispering to each other and giggling quite a lot, and that did nothing to help calm Ivy's nerves. Just then, three familiar faces entered the waiting room, "June? What are you three doing here?" asked Ivy, as her neighbour, Ms. Harris, showed up with her twin daughters, and came to sit with them, "Oh, it's time for April and May's annual check-up. What about you?" "Just a follow up for Kimmie." June's eyes wandered passed Ivy to the young girl in the tightly fitting pink summer dress. She gasped as she took in the sight that was her chest. "Wow," she finally managed to say, "Someone's an early bloomer." Kim giggled and pulled her shoulders back a little, stretching the material of her pink dress to outline her wonderful breasts. "Why, thank you Ms. Harris." One might have expected shyness from a young girl after such a comment, but Kim beamed, and it seemed like she was flirting. "Yes," said Ivy, the nervousness returning in her voice, "She has... developed slightly." "Slightly?" echoed June as her twins took up seats closer to Kim. Her surprise did not wear off, and Ivy was rather stunned by June's frank stare, which remained fixed on Kim's breasts, and did not waver. "I wish I'd had those when I was sixteen," June whispered to Ivy, winking and smiling as she sat down. Ivy opened her mouth but no sound came out, and she taken aback with her neighbour's bluntness. June was nothing if not "old school", and she was rather curious as to why she'd suddenly blurt out that kind of detail. Thankfully, a young nurse walked up to the group, a clipboard in her hand, and avoided a prolonged silence. "Kimberly Richards?" she asked. "That's me!" said Kim excitedly, leaping to her feet. The nurse smiled. "Dr. Wool will be with your shortly. Please go to examination room seven, down the hall." "I'll talk to you later," said Ivy, secretly relieved as she bid June farewell. She got up with Kim and Jessica, who both waved at the Harris twins before strolling down the corridor. "Whoa," said April as she and her sister rejoined their mother, "Kim's really big, isn't she mommy?" There was a funny look in June's eyes. "Yes April." "Do you think I'll get that big when I grow up?" asked May. The mother smiled at her other twin daughter, and gently stroked her hair. "Who knows sweetie, you'll just have to wait and see." *** The Richards waited in examination room seven. It was fairly spacious, with a couple of comfortable chairs next to a large (and locked) medical cabinet. The bright charts on the food pyramid hung prominently on the walls, giving the room a bit of lively colour. Kim sat on the paper covered table, absently kicking her feet back and forth, while Jessica stood and read a brochure about the importance of drinking a lot of milk while growing up. Ivy sat by herself, legs crossed, her hands tightly clasped in her lap to avoid fidgeting. "You're not nervous are you mom?" asked Kim. Ivy gave her a strange glance. "Of course not, sweetie. Why would I be n-nervous?" Kim shrugged her shoulders, just as Dr. Wool and a nurse came in. Dr. Wool brushed her long, dark hair aside and offered a friendly smile. She wore a white lab coat, and a stethoscope hung around her neck. Her black-rimmed glasses gave her a touch of class, as well as lending her a dedicated intellectual look. "Sorry for keeping you waiting," she said, making her way to a nearby desk. "How's everybody doing?" she glanced up at Kim, and for a brief second she froze on the spot. The nurse gave doctor Wool an 'I told you so' look. "I'm fine." said Kim, her smile growing slightly on the word 'fine'. "Yes... well. Huh... Ms. Richards, do you have the, sample I asked for?" Ivy managed not to blush as she took the cloth from her bag, but there was a slight cloud in her smile as Kim out a dreamy sigh. Dr. Wool handed the plastic bag to the nurse. "Please run the tests I've indicated, Beth. Thank you." "Right away doctor," said Nurse Beth, nodding politely to Ivy before leaving the examination room. "How long will it take for results to come back?" asked Ivy, after the nurse had gone. "It shouldn't take more than a few days," Doctor Wool replied, unable to take her eyes off Kim's bust. "Now, Kimberly, I'm going to do a few tests to see how you're doing, and I'm afraid I'm going to need you to undress-" Before she could finish what she was saying, Kim hopped of the table. She slipped the straps of her dress off her shoulders, and pushed the pink garment to the floor, folding it up neatly and placing it on an empty chair. She had to bend over to take off her shoes and placed them on top of her folded dress. She then hopped back on to the table and sat smiling at the somewhat stunned doctor. "All done?," she said, smiling innocently at the two adults. Jessica's eyes rose up from the brochure for a moment. None of the adults noticed her lusty smile, since they were both staring at Kim. Ivy's eyes widened slightly -- her daughter hadn't worn any panties. "Ah... good," said the doctor, turning to Ivy and Jessica, "Would you mind going back to the waiting room while I perform the examination?" "Not at all." said Ivy, practically dragging the giggling Jessica with her. As mother and daughter left the room, Dr. Wool turned back to face Kim, who had leant back on her hands, thrusting her magnificent breasts forward. *** Back in the waiting room, June was now sitting alone, flipping through a four month old magazine about gardening and looking bored. "What happened to the twins?" asked Ivy, taking a seat next to her neighbour. "One of the nurses came and took them to one of the exam rooms." "You didn't go with them?" June shrugged. "They get a bit embarrassed when ever they have an examination. Whenever they're in their underwear they get all shy, and yet I can't even count he number of times I've had to chase them around the house, in the nude, on bath night. Silly, huh?" "Oh, I understand," Ivy muttered absentmindedly, thinking that her own daughters were spending quite a lot of time in the nude lately. "Truth be told, There's lots of weird stuff going on recently." June brushed a hand against Ivy's. "Oh gosh yes! We were at the mall the day of that incident at the underwear shop." "Yes, I remember you telling me." "Apparently, there have been other instances of similar behaviour." "What do you mean?" asked Ivy, suddenly finding herself much more Interested. "Well, apparently, later on that day, there was an incident on a bus..." "Mom?" said Jessica, suddenly uncomfortable. "I'm gonna go have a look around." The request barely registered in Ivy. "Hun, Okay sweetie, run along. But behave yourself." Jessica nodded as she walked off, leaving the adults to their talk. Despite the fact that she was interested by what they were speaking about, she couldn't help wondering about how her mother would react of she found out that she and Kim had been up to these last few days. She sighed. If Ms Harris had seen or heard anything regarding Jessica and Kim, Ivy would have known by now. More importantly, Jessica would have to be more careful with Kimmie when at home. One thing for sure, their mom was acting really odd lately. Jess had to remind herself of the incident at dinner, where mom had apparently made Kim climax under the table. She felt a funny feeling down in her stomach, and wetness soaking her pussy. Besides her new-found longing for her sister, she'd had quite a few dreams about making love to her mother in the last few nights. In fact, she knew the fantasy would have her cumming in moments if she began fingering herself right here in the corridor. Goodness! She was getting sooo horny! Maybe if she could find an empty examination room, she'd have a little privacy... With a lusty smile, she went down the corridor, trying to guess which of the examination rooms might be empty. *** In the heart of the Saafean mothership orbiting the planet Earth, First Scientist Kalenda was lost in thought. The large homlomatrix room around her was dark, save for the glow of projected images. Data spun in shades of green and blue before her eyes, rendered in three dimensions, showing a detailed breakdown of the human genome. The symbols floated about in the air like the white clouds in the sky of the alien world below. "The psyche of the human female has been fully reconditioned, oh Kalenda. What are we to do with her?" Kalenda turned her eyes to Eriah, her assistant, who waited nearby. Like all Safeeans, her hair was bright and golden as the sun of this solar system, but it was cut a bit short, hanging just below her shoulders, in the human fashion. 'How strange that the human females have begun to fascinate us so,' thought the First Scientist. And yet, despite the strangeness of the look, Kalenda found it very pleasing to the eye. A familiar warmth trickled between her legs, which only increased as her eyes settled on the helpless human female who floated next to Eriah. "Speak, Eriah. Tell me more of her condition." Eriah smiled at the dark haired and nude figure, lying peaceably next to her in one of the stasis fields used for human female examination. The subject's eyes were wide open but unseeing, fixed on a point somewhere in the darkness above. Like most females who were transported aboard the ship, she had been subjected to an entrancement beam. Even in sleep, she smiled and moaned as Eriah lifted an hand and caressed her breast. "As confirmed by our earlier scans," Eriah began, "this female was infected shortly after the visit of the Kim and Jessica younglings in the large commercial agglomeration. She belongs to a worker caste there, and it seems that a friend of hers was exposed to the virus first. She became highly aroused. This female here was subsequently infected." "I see," said Kalenda. "The viral transmission is quite effective." "Very much so. Some human females become instant carriers, and can infect others in a matter of minutes." "Will she reach stage three of the infection more quickly?" Eriah shrugged. "Unknown at this time. We shall have to study this further." Kalenda pushed off the deck and bounced for a dozen feet, before landing gracefully on deck, next to Eriah and the entranced subject. "What other side effects have you observed?" Eriah kept caressing the female's breast as she pondered the question, teasing the hardening nipple with a finger. The human moaned in her waking sleep, and juices ebbed from her wanton slit. "This subject now experiences an overwhelming desire to couple with other females. Her level of arousal is much higher than in most infected females. The virus has affected her nervous system. She is in no physical danger, and will not suffer debilitating effects. On the other hand, she has become especially susceptible to suggestion." "How susceptible?" Eriah smiled. "The effects are more pronounced than long-time exposure to an entrancement beam. Once primary needs such as sleep and hunger have been satisfied, this subject will seek out prolonged sexual contact with her own gender. No other thought will matter to her. She will wish only to please and pleasure other females." Kalenda seemed surprised. "Are you sure?" "Allow me to demonstrate," said Eriah. She waved a hand in the air, and a purple glow briefly glittered in the dark. The human female blinked awake as she slowly floated down on the deck. In a matter of moments, she stood up, looking dazed but happy. Her eyes remained fixed in the dark, as if hoping to discover some hidden truth there. "What is your name, human?" Eriah asked. The vocal translation matrix converted her words into the human tongue almost instantaneously. The female smiled in delight as she was commanded to speak. "My name is Denise." "Do you know where you are, Denise?" "Yes. I am on board the Saafean mothership, in orbit around Earth." "Do not trouble yourself," said Eriah, noting Kalenda's glance of alarm. "She will not remember any of this." She turned back to the human female. "Who infected you, Denise?" Denise's voice was toneless, as if she were deeply hypnotised. "It was my friend Susan. She worked with me at the underwear store." Kalenda looked puzzled. "What is un-der-wear?" "They are garments worn underneath clothing, to hide one's nudity," Eriah explained. "How strange," said Kalenda, running a thoughtful finger over her pussy. "Why would females wish to hide the beauty of their own sex from other females?" Eriah, equally baffled by the bizarre custom, shrugged and turned back to Denise. "How were you infected?" Denise's eyes smile became passionate. "Susan kissed me in the store. I resisted only for a moment, until the taste of her overwhelmed all of my senses. The next thing I knew, I was ripping off my clothes and begging her to let me lick her snatch. I couldn't resist the urge. The security guard had to pull us apart." "It didn't end there, did it?" "No. We were both fired from the store, but we didn't care. Susan and I went back to her place. We made love for hours and hours. I couldn't get enough of her pussy." "Had you ever done? such a thing with another female of your species before?" "No. Never." Again, Kalenda shook her head in disbelief. Human females could be strange indeed. "But things are different for you now," Eriah prompted. "Yes." "You dream only of having sex with other females, correct?" Denise was breathing a little fast as she answered. "Yes." "In fact, you are thinking about it right now, isn't that so?" "Yes," came Denise's hypnotised response. Eriah smiled. "Would you like to lick my pussy, Denise?" The female's voice trembled, and her eyes shifted in the dark as she spoke. "I... Yes... p-please..." With a snap of Eriah's fingers, Denise fell to her knees. Eriah took a step forward, spreading her legs a little. The alien woman let out a long, satisfied sigh as Denise began running her pink tongue up and down the length of her moist, hairless slit. "As you can see, Kalenda, the virus has conditioned her to respond sexually to other females. She is helpless to resist the urges, and can quickly infect anyone whom she comes in contact with." Kalenda observed as the female tongued Eriah's sex relentlessly, moaning in wild abandon as the act of sexual gratification consumed her. She had closed her eyes, as if pleasuring another woman had become a prayer to some strange earth deity. "Fascinating," Kalenda observed. "I must study this further." Eriah could only moan in approval as the agile tongue thrusting forth in her pussy brought her to a quick, powerful orgasm. She gushed her juices all over the human female's face, rewarding her with a taste of Saafean essence. The human female swallowed as much of it as she could, and then continued to tongue Eriah obediently, having heard no commands to stop. *** Jessica wandered down one of the many corridors, occasionally peeking into one of the rooms. As she made her way down one particular corridor, she heard gasps and moans creeping through one of the doors. Making sure no-one was around she peeked in, catching her breath in her throat. Inside she saw a nurse, the look on her face made it seem she was hypnotised. She was staring at the woman on the bed, a woman Jessica recognised as the salesgirl from the underwear shop. She was dressed in a typical hospital gown, but it had bunched up around her waist. Jessica's eyes widened further as she saw her dripping pussy exposed. She couldn't touch herself however, as she had clearly been strapped to the bed, like on those television programs where patients are immobilised on a bed to stop them from hurting themselves. Tilting her head, Jessica could almost make out what the two were saying, "Please... I-I need it so bad..." came a soft whimper, "I-I can't... we're not... it's not allowed." "Please do it... I'm going crazy..." "I'm, not supposed to... I could get in trouble..." The nurse was pleading, but Jessica sensed her own growing desire, despite the denials. The room was filled with the scent of sex, and Jessica breathed deeply, instantly reminded of the delicious aroma of Kimmie's hot pussy. "I'm begging you," the salesgirl whispered. "Please touch me... please I need it... please..." The nurse's eyes glazed over and she moaned, driven mad by her patient's yearnings. Without even looking around, she slowly climbed on to the bed. "Oohhh... God... I can't help it... can't resist..." Jessica watched as the nurse leaned down, and began to lick the girls pussy, causing the frustrated girl to moan out loud. She had a perfect view from her angle through the barely open door, and slipped a hand under her dress, gently fingering herself, her pussy flooding with juices in mere moments. "Oh fuck..." called out the girl, "Your tongue feels sooooo good..." Jessica watched the nurse bring a hand to her own pussy, rubbing at it through the white panties and stockings she wore. She moaned like a madwoman, as utterly consumed by lust as her patient. Tasting the salesgirl's pussy had become her reason for existence, and she could no longer deny her need. Her tongue, flicking over and over the girl's clit, soon worked its way deep into the slit, hot juices coating her tongue, lips and chin. The sound of fabric being ripped snapped Jessica out of her own dazed bliss, and she watched in fascination as the nurse tore through her stocking and flimsy panties, to dip two fingers in her own dripping slit. The nurse began to shift back and forth on the bed, masturbating even as she tongued her loving patient deeper and deeper. All three were moaning together now, the high-pitched sounds of the nurse and the salesgirl far too loud for either of them to notice Jessica's. Soon, Jessica noticed the nurse's pussy tighten around her fingers, and held her breath as a flow of clear juices squirted through the small space, gushing down all over the foot of the bed. She was cumming hard, her cries muffled as she rammed her tongue between her patient's legs. The salesgirl came a second later, screaming as the orgasm she had begged for overtook her. She trashed on the bed, straining against the restraints, her head arching back as the glorious squirting of her juices became clearly audible. The nurse leaned back lost in the delirium as she opened her mouth and caught gush after gush of hot, juicy cum. Jessica bit down on her lip as she came, leaning forward and spreading her legs a little. Like Kim, she had forgone wearing panties, and her cum shot out onto the floor in long, hot spurts. She did her best to avoid staining her dress, but a bit of it soaked the hem, as if she'd wet herself. The pair of lovers inside the room caught their breath and calmed down; Jessica sucked her juice off her fingers, even as the nurse and salesgirls moaned and shared a deep kiss. With care, she closed the door, straightened herself, and made her way down the rest of the corridor. *** In the holomatrix room of the Saafean ship, Kalenda continued to observe the human female, feeling her own arousal grow into hot wetness between her legs. Now that 'Denise' had finished pleasuring Eriah, she had lowered her lips to the deck, licking up juices in obvious delight. "What about the other human female? The one who infected her?" Eriah blinked back into a semblance of awareness. "The one called 'Susan' is currently detained in a human medical clinic. It would seem that a female doctor is attempting to understand her condition." Kalenda frowned. "The humans do not yet possess the medical knowledge required to counter a genetic re-sequencing agent, but any early discovery of the infection may lead to complications which will interfere with our plans." "Any interference will be short-lived," Eriah assured her. "Our scans indicate that the patient has already begun to infect the medical staff of the clinic." Kalenda ran a finger along her slit, eyes still watching the kneeling human female. "Still, we should be cautious. There is too much at stake. We will abduct the doctor at the first opportunity, and insure that she is properly conditioned. Even if she is already infected, she may require special indoctrination." "As you command," said Eriah with a bow, leaving the holomatrix room. Kalenda watched her go, then smiled as she snapped her fingers. The human moaned in response and crawled on her hands and knees towards her alien controller. Kalenda then responded by spreading her legs a little as the female crawled between them and began nuzzling her pussy. 'Yes,' she thought to herself. 'I must insure that this human doctor is properly conditioned. Personally.' She gasped as the human female began tonguing her sex in earnest. *** Dr. Wool pulled on a pair of latex gloves and pulled her chair to the edge of the table Kim was sitting on. She was done? with the basic exam, having checked blood pressure, reflexes and eye responses, but now she had to examine Kim's changing body, "Okay, now Kim, I'm going to touch parts of your body, and I need you to tell me how it feels, can you do that sweetie?" Kim nodded with her usual enthusiasm, and Dr. Wool noticed her eerie lack of modesty. The doctor brushed her finger up Kim's bare arm, and Kim shivered a little. "How was that?" "It feels good," replied Kim, "But your hands are cold though." "That's normal. You'll get used to it in a second." Dr. Wool ran her fingers across Kim's leg. This time, the girl gasped, goose bumps visibly spreading all over her skin. Next, she moved her hand to Kim's stomach, feeling the muscles tighten as she ran her covered hand across them. This time, Kim let out a soft moan. "That's weird..." said Dr. Wool, "What's weird?" asked Kim, trying to keep her breathing in check. Dr. Wool glanced at Kim for a moment, now staring at her beasts, noticing the engorged nipples, trying to make sense of what her professional instincts were telling her. She frowned, unable to come to a logical conclusion. The question kept popping back into her mind. Surely not... "Kim? You haven't... been with any boys have you?" "Been with boys?" Dr. Wool paused, wondering how she could explain. "Have you ever... touched boys. Or been touched by boys?" "No," said Kim, firmly shaking her head, "I don't like boys. I only like girls." Time seemed to stop as Dr. Wool pondered the meaning behind that statement. She felt a tad light-headed, and swallowed when her eyes momentarily sank between Kim's legs. The flush of the girl's pussy, and the glistening juices coating her nether lips, filled her with sudden and strange desires. She forced her eyes back up to Kim's, but concentration was beginning to elude her. "Kim, uh, what do you think about the most? Or daydream?" Kim fluttered her eyes and smiled at the doctor, giving the most honest answer she could give. "I think about Jessica all the time." Dr. Wool pushed her glasses back up her nose, aware of a faint, honey-scent floating in the air. She tried to steady her breathing, but she was beginning to experience hot flashes that left her dizzy. "In... what way do you think of your sister?" "I daydream of what it's like to be naked with her, and how it feels to sleep while she holds me in her arms." Dr. Wool swallowed again, and suddenly wished she hadn't put down her notepad and pen. Taking notes allowed her to maintain an objective distance with the patient; now all she could do was stare at Kim's love struck eyes until it made her dizzy. Or look between her legs. Which made her very, very horny. "I think we s-should, perhaps, w-wrap up the rest of the exam as quickly as p-p-possible..." Dr. Wool tried to stand up, and found that she couldn't. Her legs were too weak. Her head was filled with visions of Kim's sweet pussy, juicing as she watched. Her own sex was beginning to heat up, and she could feel the damp patch soaking her panties. Strange sensations were beginning to spread throughout her body, and she couldn't understand how. She realised she didn't want those sensations to stop. Kim's eyes sparkled with dark mischief. "What do you dream about Dr. Wool?" she asked, her eyes fluttering shut. Dr. Wool's mouth opened before she could think. "I dream of stroking little girls between their legs," she blurted out, before realising what she'd said. She quickly snapped her head back up and stared at Kim in horror. "T-that was just a-a joke!" Kim smiled knowingly and leaned back on the paper covered table, spreading her legs a little wider. *** It wasn't long before Ivy found herself in trouble. She had not left her seat in the waiting room, had not budged from her chair as June Harris went on in her lurid descriptions of lesbian 'outbursts' and 'encounters' which had taken place in the last week. It was almost as if there was some kind of plague going around town, but of course, that was pure nonsense. June, for all her talk of sexual epidemics, did not subscribe to that outlandish theory at all. Of course, Ivy nodded her assent vigorously -- even as she secretly yearned to reach out and caress June's shapely breasts. She was barely holding back, the desire building inside of her, relentlessly teasing her with visions of June spreading her legs before her, and begging Ivy to make her cum with her tongue. Her 'problem' was quickly getting out of control. She was no longer just fantasising about making love to Kim and Jessica, but to practically any female that she happened to talk to for an extended period of time. June was a lovely woman, with dark brown hair carefully brushed and hanging past her shoulders. Her eyes were of a deep green. Her lips were thin but soft. Her perfume smelled of pretty flowers. Everything about her was feminine and delicate. June was clueless about all this, and Ivy could only nod as the one-sided conversation continued; gradually, she began to wonder how prettier June would look with her legs above her head, squirming as fingers probed her wet pussy. *** Jessica wandered through the corridors, her body still buzzing from her climax minutes earlier. As she passed the door to examination room eleven, she heard two familiar voices. She paused to make sure she wasn't making a mistake, and opened the door for a quick peek. She smiled at what she saw and quickly tiptoed inside. There was instant yelping as the young twins, April and May, attempted to cover themselves up. There were barefoot and clad only in white cotton panties, each with a tiny red ribbon above the crotch. The jeans and tee-shirts they had worn were neatly folded on a table nearby. "What's up with you two?" giggled Jessica, marvelling at the sight of the two blushing seven year olds. "You don't need to be shy. We're all girls here." "That's easy for you to say," said April, hugging both her arms around her flat chest. Jessica slid her fingers under the straps holding up her red dress and quickly pushed it to the floor; she stood in white socks and black shoes, utterly nude, flaunting her breasts and pussy with a sly grin on her lips. "There. No big deal." The twins relaxed slightly as Jessica took a seat on the table, but it was obvious that they were both surprised that Jessica could be so comfortable with her nudity. Both of them blushed as Jessica patted the examination table on both sides of her (as if to summon pets), but neither shied away. May was the first to move and sat to Jessica's left; April soon followed, settling down on the right side. Both girls sat with their eyes wide, curious but doing their best not to stare at the older girl. "So," said Jessica, gently pulling the two girls closer, "I heard you two were at the mall the other day. See anything interesting?" *** Kim let out another moan as Dr. Wool gently cupped her breasts, trying to estimate their size (at least that's what she'd told the young girl). In fact, Dr. Wool was having great difficulty concentrating on performing her examination. Every time she touched Kim, the young girl would let out an ever increasing moan, to the point where she seemed on the verge of reaching orgasm. Giving up on most of the tests seemed like a prudent choice. Dr. Wool was eager to dismiss Kim before she totally lost control, "Dr. Wool?" "Yes." "Is... everything okay?" asked Kim, showing signs of being uncomfortable for the first time all day. "Yes, of course you are dear. Why do you ask?" "It's just... you look almost scared, as if you don't want to touch me." Dr. Wool was lost for words. Deep down, she wanted nothing else but to rip her clothes off and rub her naked flesh all over this young girl's. In the course of the examination, she'd undergone some kind of transformation, and she could no longer deny the incredible lusts raging inside her. She wanted to feel Kim's red tongue pressing against her clit until she came. She wanted to hold this child-girl, she needed to feel her mouth against her breasts, to finger her young pussy and bring her to the first of many, many orgasms. Dr. Wool tried to come up with an acceptable answer, but her mind could only come up with the words 'I want to lick your pussy'. "It's not that," the doctor muttered at last. "I'm just not used to being in this sort of... situation, with such a young girl..." "What do you mean?" "Well, you're very sexual for someone of your age, and I don't want to take advantage - I mean, there are people who would..." Kim smiled and leant back, spreading her legs as far as she could. "It's okay Dr. Wool," she said, running a finger between her glistening, puffy lips, "Mmmm... I love it when other girls touch me." This was all Dr. Wool could take. She had been holding back for so long she felt like she was going insane. With the last of her professionalism slipping away, she surrendered to the urges, her sex too enflamed with lust to allow sanity to rule her thoughts. With a moan of submission, she literally dove between Kim's legs, gasping as she tasted female juices for the very first time. *** In the course of all this talk about the mall, neither of the Harris twins could tear their eyes away from Jessica's shapely breasts. Of course, she was much older than either of them, but the size and firmness of her tits left them both in awe. Jessica tried not to smile as she noticed how the girls moved closer, their tiny, albeit pert, nipples brushing against the bare skin of her arms. They had talked about a red head they had seen running topless through the mall, using toilet paper wrapped around her chest to cover herself up. They also mentioned what they saw at the underwear store, although they weren't sure what was happening. "The girls were having sex." said Jessica, "Eeew," said April, "That's gross." "No it's not," said May, "Mommy says sex is perfectly natural." "Well it should be," continued Jessica, "Because one of those girls is having sex with a nurse down the hall." "That's double gross," said April, although the spark shining in her eyes told a different story. Jessica could tell both girls were secretly delighted, and she was sure both could smell her arousal from her cum earlier. "You girls wanna know a secret?" she asked, a mischievous smile on her face. What seven year old girl could resist a secret? Both girls nodded vigorously. "Okay, but you can't tell anyone." "We promise," said the twins in unison. Jessica grinned. "I've been with a girl before." The twins eyes grew wide, and their mouths fell open in shock. Jessica noticed (not without some satisfaction) that April didn't shy away. And she could have sworn the look in May's eyes was one of envy. "There is nothing like having your pussy licked by another girl," she confided to the twins, "except, maybe, licking another girl's pussy." "Hum... that word is rude," said April, "Mommy says you shouldn't call it that. She says we have to call it a 'Missy'." "Missy?" asked Jessica, suppressing a laugh. "Yep." "Well call it whatever you want, it still feels good." She fell silent, content to observe how her little conversation was affecting the twins. As before, she noted with approval that May was squeezing her legs together. Her breathing had quickened a bit, too. Even April looked a little flushed, despite her earlier protests. Guessing the moment was right, Jessica gently wrapped her arms around the girl's waists and pulled them closer, their faces level with her swelling breasts. Her pussy was getting wet again, and she loved how these two innocent nymphs sat so close to her, hanging on her every word. "Can I tell you a secret?" asked May quietly. "Sure thing honey," said Jessica, leaning down and placing a gentle kiss on her head. "I've thought of what it would be like to be with a girl." "Really?" "Yeah, ever since I saw... I saw Kim in your back garden." 'Ahhh, now that is interesting,' thought Jessica. "What was she doing?" she asked innocently, as she pulled the young girl on to her lap. "She was sleeping on a towel, she wasn't wearing any clothes, and she started... touching herself." "How did it make you feel, sweetie?" "I felt really funny, and I... touched myself... while I was thinking about touching Kim..." "I've thought about too." confessed April. "No you haven't you liar!" said May. "I have too!" "When was this sweetie?" asked Jessica, keeping her voice gentle and friendly, inviting the young girl to confess. "While May was watching Kim, I was watching her..." "You shouldn't do that!" said May angrily, "It's wrong to sleep with your sister!" "Actually," said Jessica, "Sisters make the best lovers." Her heart was beating faster as she spoke, but there was no denying the deep love she felt. The two girls looked up at her, sensing the truth of her words, yet not quite understanding. "Do you mean..." said May. "That you and Kim..." April continued. Jessica nodded in silence, the love now shining in her eyes. She leant forward and kissed May on her young lips. It was a deep kiss and their tongues danced together. May was slightly taken aback with what she was doing, but quickly got into it. When it was over, Jessica turned her head to the right and kissed April, who, surprisingly, was much more aggressive than her sister and kissed back even harder. When they were done? Jessica picked May up and put her back on the table, before getting up and sliding her dress back on. She blew the girls a kiss as she left the room, and left the two girls staring intently at each other. *** As she went back down the corridor, Jessica bumped into a very flushed looking Kim, and the sisters made their way back to the waiting room. They heard a nurse open the door to examination room eleven, speaking a few words to the twins waiting inside. Curious, both girls waited for a moment, and Jessica was surprised to see the twins coming out a moment later, dressed up and catching up. "What are you two doing back here?" asked Jane when she saw her daughters had returned to the waiting room. "I think Dr. Wool had to cancel her other appointments," said Kim. "Why was that?" asked Ivy, "Got me licked," said Kim, with the trace of a smile. "Well, I guess we'll have to make an appointment at another time," said June, a little frustrated. She picked up her shoulder bag. "Hey," she said, turning to Ivy, "Seeing as we're in the middle of catching up, how would you three like to join us for supper tonight?" "Sure," blurted out Ivy, caught a little off guard by the sudden invitation. A part of her screamed for her to cancel, to dream up any reason not to go, but her mind drew a total blank. As much as she knew that to be in the presence of June would make her horny beyond belief, there was no denying her need to spend more time with her. "Great. Half past seven okay with you?" "Sure," Ivy said, trying not to picture June naked on her kitchen table, howling in pleasure while she fingered her ass. "I'll... I'll see you then." The two mothers headed for the exit, their daughters following behind. As they turned a corner and neared the elevator that would take them down to the first floor of the clinic, Jessica stopped her sister and they shared a long, passionate kiss. Jessica then winked to the Harris twins. "Kim and I will see you later, girls." April and May blushed and hurried up towards the elevator.