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Endurance

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as I was searching the stations, I came across Discovery Kids and a program called Endurance. The first thing I noticed was how young these boys and girls were. Average age between 14 and 15yrs old. The girls especially were gorgeous.

The idea of this game is for teams of 2, male and female, compete against each other in various tasks. The winner of each task is safe from elimination and gets to pick 2 teams to go to the temple, where one team will be eliminated. These teams are also color-coded such as red, blue, yellow green, purple etc...

When the ends is near there is usually 3 teams to compete where for the final 2 spots to get the ultimate winner.

My dream has the blue team and purple team girls together comforting each other. The blue team has a 14 yr old named

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Amelia, a cheerleader from the south and the purple team has a 14 yr old named Daniella, a softball player from the east.

Amelia is just drop-dead hot. She is about 5'2  with the best legs and ass you would die for and what very healthy breasts, look like a 34c. Daniella is about the same size with nice legs and perky breasts a little smaller than Amelia's.

During the course of the shows I've seen, Amelia and Daniella are close. When one gets into trouble the other is there for comfort. Always hugging and holding one another very close. Every now and then they would give you a little revealing looks at their tits and asses. One time Daniella was going to talk with her partner, Jon, and leaned forward and you could catch a nice glimpse of cleavage. I almost lost it on that one. Another time Amelia was stroking Daniells hair and you could see how well built she was.

Anyway, my story takes place when Daniella finds out she is going to the temple for possible elimination and is crying at night. All the girls sleep in the same little cabin. She is laying on her bed dressed in a short shirt with only her panties on sobbing. Amelia who is in the next bed wants to comfort her. She is wearing a longer shirt, loose fitted and panties. Both girls and it's obvious have no bras on.

Daniella is laying on her left side when Amelia comes up and sits on the bed. Talking with her softly to comfort her, she gently rubs her long hair. Daniellas right arm is down to her side. Amelia then leaves Daniellas hair and starts to rub the top of her shoulder and then moves down her right arm. Ever gently talking to her. Daniella turns a little to her right then Amelias hand is now rubbing right on the top of her tit. She slowly moves her fingers down farther so now she feels Daniellas right breast. She squeezes her tit and Daniella moans. Amelia now finds her nipple and between her thumb and forefinger rubs them together. The nipple hardens under her touch. Daniella is now totally relaxed and has stopped sobbing, with little moans from under her breath. She turns to lay flat on her back and then Amelia puts her hands under Daniellas shirt. Pulling it up until her perfect tits with hard nipples are exposed. Daniella then pulls off her shirt while laying on her back. Amelia then runs her hands down to the top of Daniellas panties and gently rubs her hands over the wetness that has set in. She puts her fingers inside the panties and inserts one finger between her slit. Inserting her finger in and out very slowly. Daniella arches her back in pure pleasure while she climaxes. Amelia just smiles and leans in to kiss her on her mouth and Daniella accepts her by putting her tongue as far as it would go in Amelias mouth. as they break apart Daniella wants to help repay Amelia. She tells Amelia to turn around with her back to her. She complies and as she does Daniella starts to massage Amelias shoulders and back. Amelia leans back against Daniella, arching her back in the process, showing off her wonderful tits. Daniella looks down and sees that Amelias nipples are very hard and long. Geez she wonders a 14 yr old girl with those tits. Her hands are now on top her shoulders and slowly move down the front. As she does that,Amelia comes up to meet them. Lower and lower until Daniella is now massaging her tits. My god they are bigger than my hands and she squeezes them and feels the nipples grow under her touch. She then lets go and goes under Amelias shirt from behind, going up the sides until she reaches near the armpits then goes forward. There she feels the tits from both sides. She squeezes them and the nipples are erect and very long. Amelia is beside herself leaning as far back as she can go. Daniellas hands then go down Amelias stomach to the top of her panties. She rubs the outside at the top then works her fingers under the waistband untill they are inside feeling the slit to her wet pussy. Amelia then moans and spreads her legs farther apart. Daniella is then able to insert one then two fingers into Amelias pussy. Daniella suddenly stops and gets off the bed, standing in front of Amelia. she pulls the shirt up over Amelias head and pushes her back on the bed. She then takes both of her hands and pulls off Amelias panties exposing the feshly trimmed pussy. Daniella starts to kiss up Amelias legs to the inside of her thighs until she reaches her destination. She brings out her tongue and tastes the juices from Amelias pussy. She inserts her tongue and is moving all around her clit until Amelia has this huge orgasm. Amelia at this time has her arms behind her head and arching her back so her tits are straight up with her nipples pointing out. They both become completey exhausted. Daniella climbs on the bed and wraps her arms around Amelia. Both breast are meshed together as they squeeze each other. Tit on tit nipples on nipples. Daniella looks at Amelia and says thanks for helping her not think about elimination. Amelia, kissing Daniella softly on the lips, says we will always be friends.

Anyone else ever dream about this let me know. Your comments would be appreciated. I also have one about 7th Heaven with Lucy and her little sister mmmmmm..... 

harry potter 3

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Party at the Burrow

They all marched into the kitchen and Hermione jumped up gave Harry a hug. All Harry could feel were those great ample breasts pushing into his chest. Therefore, Harry wrapped his arms around her and squeezed extra firm. They both sat down with the others and ate diner while discussing what was going on around the world with Voldemort and his death eaters. He was killing all over young and old he did not care. After the fall of Dumbledore, things really got worse. If you were not going to following Voldemort, you died instantly. After diner they all went to bed to get a early start on the day because Bill and Fleur's wedding was coming up soon and there was still plenty to do. Harry and Ron had the attic like always and the twins their ro

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om. Bill and Fleur took over Percy's room since he was not talking to anyone in the family still.

Harry and Ron changed into their pajamas and Ron climbed into bed. Harry got the sudden urge to take a piss so he went back out the door and down the stairs where he heard Ginny and Hermione whispering and Harry saw an extendable ear on the floor and inserted it into his ear. The other part slithered under the door. After a second, he could hear Hermione’s voice "I promise you this will feel good." Harry's heart skipped a beat as he listened in on them. "Ok but go slow." he heard from Ginny. "Lie down and relax, I'm going to insert my wand into your pussy. It may feel weird at first but give it a little and you'll enjoy it." Hermione told her. After what seemed like an hour to Harry, he heard Ginny moaning and panting. "That's good now check this out."

Harry could not hear what she said because Hermione had become excellent at nonverbal (nvbl) spells. Ginny really started moaning now and before Harry could hear anymore, he heard a bedroom door open so he yanked on the ear and dropped it where he found it. He then walked casually to the bathroom and Mrs. Weasley came out of her room "I thought I heard someone out here. Is everything alright Harry dear?" she asked him. "Yeah just need a bathroom break": he told her while trying to hide his erection from her. She said "ok" and turned back into her room. Harry continued to the bathroom and did his business, including relieving his balls, and headed back to bed.

The next morning he awoke to Ginny squeezing into bed with him. "Good morning sunshine" she said and gave him a peck on the cheek before going down stairs. Harry threw his glasses on and saw Ron sitting up. "Wish Hermione would wake me up like that." he told Harry. Harry just smiled and said, "just ask her out you like each other so why not." Ron just shrugged and went down stair followed closely by Harry. Everyone was sitting down around the table eating their breakfast. Harry sat in between Ginny and Hermione while Ron sat down on the other side of Hermione. Harry felt Ginny put her hand on his knee while they ate their breakfast. They talked about the wedding plans, security and whom they were going to invite. After a while, the foursome got up and went outside to play a little Quidditch. Hermione and Ron against Harry and Ginny. It was not real fair since Hermione does not play Quidditch but she knew what she was doing by now after 7 years of watching the game.

Lunch came and went. Afterwards Harry and Ginny decided to go for a walk around the garden patch. They talked about what he Ron and Hermione was going to do when school started. The plan was to get on the train and head to school and leave from there because no one else knew what they were up to. They could not take the chance of anyone knowing the plan because they might try to stop them. After what seemed like hours, they went inside for diner. Harry enjoyed these sit-down meals with everyone because he did not know when he would be seeing everyone again or when he would get a good meal on the road.

After diner the four of them decided to go up to Ron’s room and talk. When they got there Harry and Ginny sat on his bed and Hermione sat on Ron’s bed with him. Harry put his arm around Ginny’s waist and started discussing their plans. "Right after we get to Hogwarts we will spend the night, set out the next day for Hogsmeade and off to Godrics Hallow so I can see my parent’s grave. Then we have to figure out where to go from there." Harry told them. "Well" Hermione replied, "We could start off by paying Lucius a visit in Azkaban. He might know some thing." just then Hermione pulled out a bottle of clear liquid. "This is Veritaserum; I stole it out of Slughorn’s stash at the end of last term."

"Brilliant" Harry told her "that should work." so it was set at what they were going to do first. "Why can't I come along?" Ginny asked them with disappointment in her eyes. "We already told you Ginny that you are too young we are all 17 now and you need to finish school so you can have a good life after we beat Voldemort." Harry told her. This time no one had flinched at the mention of Voldemort. Harry gave her a hug then she said that she was going down to take a bath. She gave Harry a peck on the cheek then left the room. Harry told Ron and Hermione that he was going to go down and grab a snack. He left the room and heard Hermione and Ron start talking before he shut the door.

Harry now always carried his invisibility cloak on him in his back pocket. He took it out, swung it around himself, and headed for the bathroom. He passed by Ginny’s room and noticed she was still in there getting her night cloths together so Harry continued to the bathroom. He got in there and sat in the corner on a stool to wait for her. He closed his eyes for a second and heard someone come into the bathroom. He opened his eyes and it was not Ginny. It was actually Fleur; she was wearing a pink bathrobe made of silk that just brought out her eyes. With the flick of her wand, the bathtub filled with steaming water. Fleur dropped her robe and stood in the mirror combing her hair.

"She has a great body," Harry thought to himself. She was tall and slender with long silky legs. Her breasts were round and full about the size of large grapefruits. Her pussy was completely bald and Harry could see her slit clearly. Harry started getting hard when Ginny walked in with her purple and blue robe on. "Oh sorry" Ginny said, "I thought the bath was free. Ill leave you to it then." Harry noticed Ginny was checking her out as she was talking. Fleur told her, "it’s alright the tub is big enough for both of us." Harry's jaw just dropped when Ginny closed the door and dropped her robe to the floor. Ginny’s tits were about the size of a couple of oranges but they still looked good and her pussy was as fiery red as her hair. Harry was enjoying watching two women standing there naked as the day they were born.

Fleur grabbed Ginny’s hand and lead her to the bathtub. They both sat down in the tub and Harry could only see their breasts so Harry stood up to get a better view from right beside the tub and since her was invisible they would not even know he was there. When he got to the side of the tub, what he saw surprised him. Ginny put her hand in between Fleur’s legs and was messaging her pussy lips. Fleur meanwhile leaned forward grabbed a hold of the back of Ginny’s neck and puller close and kissed her. Harry bent over to get a better look and he could see theirs tongues moving around then he noticed fleur move her hand toward Ginny’s pussy and stuck a finger in her. Ginny gave a little moan when this happened which just encouraged fleur more and she inserted two fingers into her hole and started to move her hand in and out. Ginny leaned back from the kiss, lie down in the tub, and enjoy her. Ginny moved her foot so she could message Fleur’s pussy with it. Ginny slipped her big toe into Fleur’s pussy hole and moved it in and out. All of a sunned Fleur’s pussy opened up and swallowed Ginny’s foot. Ginny just went along and moved her foot in and out of her pussy which made fleur really moan, "oh god yes!" she screamed. Harry thought it was a little too loud but he did not care no one knew he was here so it was all good.

Ginny withdrew her foot and fleur withdrew her fingers and grabbed her wand and told Ginny, "watch this" fleur muttered a few words and to Harry’s surprise fleur had a dick. If Harry had to guess, he would say it was a good 9 inches long and two inches around. "I am still a virgin" Ginny told her and fleur just smiled and told her "oh, we can keep it that way to now get on your hands and knees. Bill loves when I do this to him" Ginny obeyed a little to quick Harry thought but what he saw put that out of his mind. Fleur got behind Ginny and put the head of her cock to Ginny's ass, pushed very slowly, and steady. Ginny winced a little and asked fleur to wait a second so she could get used to it. After about a minute or two Ginny said ok and fleur continued to push. Before Harry knew it, the entire nine inches were inside her and fleur just stopped there to let Ginny get used to it.

Fleur pulled her new cock almost all the way out to where the head of the cock could just be seen and then pushed it back in all the way. Ginny gave a little moan and fleur pulled it back out but this time she slammed it all the way in and Ginny let out an "ooohhh god fasted. Therefore, fleur accommodated her, pulled it out, and pushed it in faster and faster with each stroke. Ginny closed her eyes and leaned back her head. Fleur saw this, grabbed a hold of Ginny’s red hair, and used it as a helper to pull Ginny into her harder. Both Ginny and fleur were panting louder and faster when all of a sudden fleur stopped. Harry figured that she had just cummed into Ginny’s ass. Ginny begged her not to pull it out so fleur grabbed Ginny by the waist and pulled her onto her in a sitting position to where fleur was sitting in the tub and Ginny was sitting on top of her. They both passed out right away and Harry knew it was over and left the room and go back to Ron and Hermione.

Harry made his way to his room and paused at the door to put his cloak back into his back pocket. He went for the doorknob and heard Hermione’s voice "yes fuck me big boy fuck Me." Harry got hard again as he opened the door and say Ron and Hermione naked on Ron’s bed. Ron’s dick was jammed up Hermione’s pussy as far as it would go. Harry notices a small trickle of blood rolling down Ron’s balls and figured he just popped her cherry. There was no way Harry was going to be the only one without sex tonight and said, "So I take it you two are going out now." Ron looked surprised buy Hermione just kept bouncing up and down as if Harry never said anything. Ron shrugged and went back to grabbing Hermione’s waist and pulled her down harder.

Harry took off all of his cloths and stood next to the bed and Hermione grabbed his cock and put it into her mouth. She was better than the girl at the park was and Ron did not seem to mind it one bit. After Harry’s cock was nice and moist he moved around to the foot of the bed, climbed up behind Hermione, and without pause slid his dick into her ass. Hermione moaned loud grunted a little. Harry started to pick up speed along with Ron and started really going at it. Harry and Ron were in rhythm by now and Hermione loved it. Harry could not take it anymore and exploded all of his cum into Hermione’s ass. Obviously neither could Ron because he grabbed Hermione’s waist and held it down. Harry got up, put on his night cloths, and went back to his bed. Harry passed out before Hermione even left.

The next few days were uneventful. Much of the time was used planning the wedding and setting up tents in the lawn for guests. Most of Fleur's family already showed up including Gabrielle (Fleur's sister) whom was a miniature version of fleur. Gabrielle started following Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny around all day. She kept grabbing Ron and Harry’s hands and Harry noticed Hermione and Ginny did not like it at all. They just gave her dirty looks but she just seemed to ignore them. People regularly played Quidditch in which Ron and Harry joined in a lot and usually won thanks to Harry's seekers skill.

Three days before the wedding Harry and Ron were lying in bed talking when they heard the door creak open. Harry looked and Gabrielle was standing there. "Can I sleep in here tonight? Fleur and Bill are keeping me up with all that moaning." she said to Harry. He said sure why not and she jumped into her bed. She smelled of strawberries and cream. Harry noticed, as she pressed her breasts to Harry, that her tits were about the same as Ginny considering she was 2 years younger. Harry got instantly hard when he drifted off to sleep thinking about Ginny and Fleur in the bathroom.

Harry awoke a couple hours later to the feeling of someone leaning on his bed. Since Harry was against the wall and Gabrielle was on the edge he had to pick his head up a little. Ron had Gabrielle's shirt up to her neck and was messaging her breasts. He looked at Harry and told him, "Do not worry I used Imobulas on her. sHe won't wake up." and he smiled at Harry and took her breast into her mouth. Harry crawled down the bed to her underwear and removed them to reveal pink peach fuzz. Harry wandered to himself if Fleur had taught her how to grow a dick then pushed it out of his head as her stuck his tongue in her juice box. She tasted good and Harry could not help himself so he tried to suck every juice out of her. Ron had gotten his dick out and stuck it into her mouth and she began sucking him off. Harry meanwhile took two fingers, slid them into her tight, wet pussy, and moved them in and out slowly at first. Gabrielle started rotating her hips and moaning. Harry heard Ron moan and he looked up just as Ron cummed all over her face. Ron had a little smile on his face and stroked his dick to try to get it hard. Ron moved down to where Harry was and said, "Let's pull a Hermione on her." followed by a little chuckle.

Harry got off the bed and Ron jumped right on her and slid his dick into her. Ron went all the way in without any resistance. She sure and hell was not a virgin and both Ron and Harry could tell. Ron grabbed her and rolled her over onto him with the help of Harry. Harry meanwhile got up behind her, took his dick, and put it to her ass. Harry slowly pushed and felt a little resistance so Harry grabbed his was and whispered "Engorgio" which made her asshole double in size Harry had no problem inserting his dick this time and them Harry whispered "Reducto" so her ass would be tight around his dick. Harry and Ron were in perfect rhythm having done this before. Harry or Ron did not notice but Gabrielle was moving with them. She was moaning and whining at the same time. Harry came into her ass just as Ron came in her pussy. Gabrielle came shortly afterward they did. Harry got off followed by Gabrielle then Ron. She got dressed and as she got to the door she said, "You really should work on you spells Ron." then she smiled and left. Harry just started laughing and Ron turned as red as his hair and went back to his bed. Harry jumped into bed and fell asleep instantly with another little smile on his face.

 

To Be Continued……

 

 

Harry turned back around to face the Burrow and noticed five figures flying around in the sky. He made is way over to them and notice Ron, Ginny, Fred, George and Bill playing a little Quidditch. Fred and George were against the other three so Harry decided to join them to make the teams even. Since the twins' shop was doing so great, they had bought Ron and Ginny firebolts. Bill had already had one, which made the game fair. They flew for about an hour when Mrs. Weasley (Molly) called to them that diner was ready.

The one night stand

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I walked up the stairs to the sleazy motel room, “what am I doing” I thought to myself, “I’m about to have a one night stand with someone, I don’t even know what he looks like.

I paused at the room numbered 13 “what a good sign” I thought aimlessly, I shoved the key in the lock, held my breath and quietly turned the knob I opened the door and in the corner of the room is a man around 30, I can tell by his voice, he is in the shadows so I cant see his face. I start taking off my clothes but he sits in the chair and watches he tells me to lie on the bed naked so I do; he gets out of the chair slowly

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with a raging hard on “god fuck me now, I’m so horny”

“Be patient,” he says with a hint of amusement at my desperation.

“How can I be patient?”

And all of a sudden he gets on his knees and starts sucking my love bud while slipping one…two...Three fingers into me it feels so good but just before I climax he stops, “damn teaser” I say to him in a rather annoyed tone.

He gets up on his feet and takes his clothes off while I hop into the bed even with no light in the room I can still see his smug look or at least I can feel it.

He slides under the quilts and starts kissing me rather passionately I feel for his member and almost scream thinking he bought a python in the bed I start playing with it until I can feel he is about to cum and I stop “smartass” he says to me, suddenly he gets on top of me and puts his Mr. Happy at the front of my entrance I’m so wet that its easily slid in he started sliding in and out in and out slower then faster until we both came simultaneously.

We collapsed after another 3 hours of orgasms and my vagina could take no more of his seed so we both slept until the next morning, when the light was streaming through the motel windows I see his face, this man OMG I knew him and it all made sense we decided to meet up in Detroit because he had work and I was attending wrestlemania JOHN CENA I couldn’t believe the man that I had been talking to online for almost a year was someone whom I had been watching on TV for years.

He woke up to me staring at him and he just smiled, “guess you really are a wrestling fan, now if you don’t mind I have to go and get ready as I have work soon”

“Smartass” I say to him and all he does is smile.

 

queen of the sun

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queen of the sun

(Mf, oral, cons, cherry)

 

Fourteen year old Kay Panabaker sat in the passenger seat, nervously drumming her fingers on her thighs as the car cruised south on Pacific Coast Highway. Her mom was driving, and while she seemed calm enough, Kay knew that she was nervous too. They were on their way to what could turn out to be the most important event of Kay's life.

Don't count on it, though,

"Remember," Mom said as they passed a sign that said Welcome To Huntington Beach, "you don't want to be too excited. You're a professional, you do this kind of thing all the time. It's important, but it's not a huge deal. That's the attitude you want him to see."

"I know,

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Mom," Kay replied. Her mother had been giving her the same advice now for three days. It was starting to get on her nerves.

"You can do it, of course. I know you can. You've got the talent. And from what Jason said, you're exactly what he's looking for." Mom looked at Kay out of the corner of her eye, as if to compare what Jason had said to the reality sitting next to her.

Kay just looked out the window and watched the beach go by.

*****

Mom found a space and pulled into it slowly, put the car in park, shut off the engine, and then just sat there, staring at the restaurant where Jason had said he would meet them. Kay sat there too, wondering if her mom was planning to get out of the car anytime soon.

"Wow," Mom finally said, "this place looks expensive."

"Yeah," Kay agreed. "But we don't have to worry about that. Jason said it was his treat."

"That's not what I mean," Mom said. She looked at Kay. "It takes money to eat at a place like this. We couldn't afford to eat here if Jason wasn't paying for it."

"I'm not sure I'm following you, Mom."

"Kay, we're in a different world now. We're in a world where people spend more in one evening than I make in a week. A world full of wealthy people." Mom took Kay's hand in hers, squeezed it gently. "Right now, we're just guests in that world. But if this deal works out, we can become one of them."

Kay had always thought her mom was beautiful, with her reddish brown hair and her small dark eyes, her still youthful face, and she was thinking so now as she looked at her. But she was also thinking about what else she saw there; the years of her life as a working mother, the sacrifices she'd made and the countless cheap meals, the years of making do. There was wanting in her mother's lovely face, longing. She needed this. Maybe even more than her daughter did.

"I'll get the part, Mom," Kay said. "I promise."

*****

They stopped in the restroom first, to check both of their appearances. Kay stood next to her mom in front of the bathroom mirror, looking at herself and suddenly not feeling so confident. She was pretty, she knew that, but she also knew that her prettiness was a young girl's prettiness; her chocolate colored hair was too straight, her dark eyes too large and innocent looking, her face was too round, and her nose was the nose of a ten year old. In fact, with her hair in a ponytail like it was (which suddenly seemed dumb), if she didn't have boobs she could easily be mistaken for a girl of at least ten. The only thing that saved her, in her own estimation, was her lips; they were babyish too, even pouty, but men tended to think that was sexy.

She looked at her mom's reflection in the mirror and thought, She's the knockout, not me. Mom was touching up her lip gloss but stopped when she noticed her daughter looking at her.

"Don't worry," she said, giving Kay a little smile. "You're perfect."

Kay just rolled her eyes in reply.

*****

Mom gave the hostess their names and the hostess escorted them to a table that seemed deep inside the restaurant, where Jason Welling was waiting for them. He stood up as they approached, smiled greetings to both of them, and when Mom got close enough he held out his hand. Mom held hers out too, but Jason only took her fingers in his as he said, "Hello, Mrs. Panabaker, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Thank you, it's a pleasure to meet you too," Mom replied, a big enchanted smile on her face. She turned slightly and gestured toward Kay. "This is my daughter, Kay."

Jason turned his attention to her, said, "Hello, Kay."

He was pleasingly tall (Kay only came up to his collarbone), and very handsome, with sandy blonde hair and gleaming white teeth that reminded her of a toothpaste commercial. He took her fingers in his just as he had with Mom, and as they shook hands his eyes traveled over her appraisingly. She hoped he liked what he saw, because she sure did.


"Hi," Kay said. She felt herself smiling as well and hoped that she didn't look like a total goofball. Her heart was pounding in her chest.

Jason gestured to the table with a sweeping hand and said, "Please sit down, ladies."

Kay followed her mom, sliding into the booth on one side while Jason slid in from the other. The waiter appeared instantly with the menus, took their drink orders, then just as instantly disappeared. Jason and Mom made small talk while they decided what to eat, mostly about Mom and her job and what it was like to be a single mother. They didn't start talking about Kay and the audition until after the food had arrived.

"What I had in mind," Jason said as he cut into a remarkably thick steak, "is this one part in an upcoming show we're putting together for the WB. A one hour drama, set in a Southern California beach community. Very summery atmosphere. In fact, the working title for the show is Summerland. Three kids come from Kansas to live with their laid back aunt after their parents are killed in a car accident, and they have to adjust to their new environment and lifestyle. The oldest sibling is a sixteen year old boy, then there's your character, Kay, her name is Nikki and she's thirteen, and then the youngest sibling, another boy maybe around nine or ten. Now, the thing is, none of these kids are really typical kids. In some ways, yeah, but they're a little more mature, maybe more wise than most kids their age. And Nikki, she's a brain, very very smart, and philosophical."

Jason paused to pop a piece of steak in his mouth and chew, and Kay said, "I could do that. Sounds easy." She looked at Mom, who was looking at her and nodding slightly.

Jason finished chewing, swallowed, and said, "I'm sure you could. I've talked to a few other people and they say you've got the talent. That's what I like to hear." Kay couldn't help but smile at that. "But see, there's another angle to this part. Because the show is set in a beach community, you're going to be wearing beachy type clothes most of the time. Nothing overtly sexual, of course, but, you know, a little revealing, subtly sexy. Probably a bikini every once in a while."

Kay looked at her mom but all Mom did was raise her eyebrows as if to say, "It's up to you."

"Do you think you'd be comfortable with that, Kay?" Jason asked.

"Sure," Kay replied, proud of herself for sounding so confident. She wanted to add, I'll do nude scenes and soft core porn if it'll get me the part, but decided that might be pushing it.

"Great," Jason said, giving her a huge smile. "That's what I like to hear. A girl with confidence. Somebody who knows herself and knows what she wants. And isn't afraid to go after it." He looked at Mom. "A girl like that can go far in this business." He returned his gaze to Kay. "So, here's the deal. The audition is tomorrow. You show up at the studio at ten o'clock, you go through the whole auditioning thing just like all the other girls that'll be there, but you'll already have it in the bag. I can set that up tonight."

"You can?" Kay asked. She looked at her mom, then back at Jason. "Then why don't you just do that? Why do I have to go ahead with the audition?"

Jason shrugged and said, "Make it look good. Make it look legit. Which it is, I'm just saying, we've already got the audition scheduled, and if I just call it off, well, a lot of people will be upset. It's just fewer headaches this way."

"Okay," Kay said, although she was feeling guilty now because "all the other girls" would just be wasting their time. She didn't feel too guilty, though; after all, she got the part. She looked at her mom and smiled. "Guess I'm gonna be a TV star, Mom."

*****

The rest of the dinner was pretty boring, at least for Kay. There was a little more talk about the show, but mostly Jason talked about the business in general, all the stars he knew and the big shots he'd worked with. He was obviously trying to impress Mom, and Mom was obviously impressed. They were even flirting with each other a little bit, and Kay began to suspect that Jason was working toward asking her out, but then, when dinner was over and they were making their way toward the door, Jason said, "I only have one more thing I'd like to get taken care of."

"Oh?" Mom said. "And what's that?"

Jason motioned with his head for them to go outside, and once they were out in the parking lot, said, "I have some wardrobe items I'd like Kay to try on, to see if they fit. I was hoping she wouldn't mind coming with me to my place to check them out."

"You want me to come with you?" Kay asked. She looked at her mom, who was looking at her with the same wondering expression.

"It's kind of necessary," Jason said. "We want to make sure we get the right fit, and the right image."

"Well...." Kay said, unable to decide. She knew, of course, that Jason was full of shit; he wanted to check out more than just the wardrobe. And seeing that suddenly sad and resigned look on her mom's face told her that Mom knew it too. "I could, I guess. What do you think, Mom?"

Mom glanced back at Jason, then returned her gaze to her daughter and said, "It's up to you, sweetheart. You do what you think is best."

So there was her answer: the absence of a flat NO meant yes. If she thought it was best.

*****

Kay had the window down and the warm summer evening breeze was blowing her hair all around as Jason drove confidently along Pacific Coast Highway. He was talking again, this time about his boat, which was what he'd meant when he'd said, "my place," but Kay wasn't really listening. Her mind was on other things. What lay ahead, for one. She was going to have sex tonight, to lose her virginity. To a man who was charming, successful, wealthy, and very good looking, and yet was not someone she loved. She hardly even knew him. But he had the power to launch the career she'd always dreamed about. She had to do this, not just for herself, but for her mom too.

And her mom. She'd approved of this whole thing, signed off on it like she was okaying Kay's latest report card from school. Her lack of concern confused Kay; on the one hand, it was a good thing, because it meant that she believed Kay was mature enough and responsible enough not only to make a decision like this, but to handle its consequences. But on the other hand, Kay felt disappointed, let down, because why didn't Mom come to her defense and say, "Absolutely not! You're not going to take advantage of my baby!" Or words to that effect. Instead, she'd sort of abandoned Kay, left her to her fate, handed her over to a stranger from Hollywood, for the sake of making a fortune.

My mom just pimped me out

"You're kind of quiet over there," Jason said, looking at her out of the corner of his eye.

"Just thinking," Kay replied with a shrug of her shoulders. "It's not every day I get offered a part in a TV show. I guess it's kind of boggling my mind." She looked out her window and watched the shoreline race past.

"Well, at the risk of boggling your mind even further," Jason said, "you should know that this can be just a first step for you, Kay. You can spend four or five years on this show, and use that time to break into films." He took his eyes off the road to openly look over her body. "I see many teen comedies in your future."

"I don't think that's what you see," Kay replied, but when he asked her what she meant she just shrugged her shoulders again and kept silent.

*****

They finally arrived at the Newport Beach Marina. Jason found a parking spot, then led her down to the dock where his boat was parked. The sun had just gone down and the horizon was a purplish orange. There was a cool breeze blowing in from the water and it made Kay feel refreshed and energized. She found herself looking forward to going to Jason's boat, despite what she knew was in store for her.

The boat was much larger than she'd expected, although she hadn't really known what to expect. It seemed overly long, and wide, and tall, as if someone had taken the design of a normal sized boat and made it one and a half times bigger. The name was painted in black script on the back: Queen of the Sun. Cool name for a boat, she thought.

"I've never been on a boat before," she admitted, unconsciously crossing her arms in front of her breasts.

"Really?" Jason replied. "You grew up in Southern California and you've never been on a boat? That's a crime."

Kay shrugged and said, "We never had the money for a boat."

"Well, now you'll have enough money for five boats. Come on."

Jason helped her get from the wharf onto the deck of the boat, then led her to the cabin. Another surprise: while it had looked too large from the outside, once she was in it the cabin seemed to Kay to be quite small, close and intimate. Almost cramped. She was also surprised to see that it had been set up like any typical bachelor pad, with a small sofa bed, an entertainment center complete with TV, VCR, DVD player, CD player, etc. There were movie posters all over the place, a dinky refrigerator and a mini bar set against one wall, and not a plant in sight.

"Nice digs," Kay said, mostly meaning it.

"Thanks," Jason replied. "You want something to drink? How bout a beer?"

Kay opened her mouth to tell him that she didn't drink, but instead said, "Sure."

She sat down on the sofa with her hands in her lap. Jason opened the little refrigerator, pulled out two bottles of beer, and handed her one.

"Stay right there," he said, then went over to the entertainment center. Kay figured he was going to put on some mood music, but instead he opened a cabinet she hadn't noticed before, above the entertainment center. He pulled out a small bundle, shut the door then turned and came back to her. He stood directly in front of her and held out the bundle. Kay took it, realizing that it was a set of clothes. A pair of blue denim shorts and a light blue tanktop.

"Oh," she said. She looked up at him. "So, you really meant it when you said you had some clothes for me to try on."

"Of course I did," Jason replied. "What did you think I meant?"

"Well....um....never mind." Kay felt mortified; she'd assigned the worst possible motives to a man who so far had done nothing but promise her the moon if she was only willing to work for it. She examined the clothes. They were brand new. The shorts looked like they just might fit. The tanktop, though, emblazoned with the words Girls Rule in dark blue script, looked a little too small. It would probably be a fairly snug fit.

"Go ahead and try em on," Jason told her as he sat down next to her on the sofa.

"Okay." Kay looked around. "Is there a bathroom I can use?"

"Right over there." Jason pointed to a door in the corner, on the other side of the entertainment center.

Kay got up and went into the bathroom. It was, like the rest of the cabin, surprisingly small. There was barely room enough to stand up while she took off her clothes and put on the shorts and tanktop. Once she had those on she checked her appearance in the mirror. She looked okay, she decided; the tanktop was snug like she thought it would be, and there was a gap between the top and the shorts, showing off her bellybutton, but otherwise it was fine. The only real problem was that she'd left her bra on, and now she could see how stupid that looked. She took off the tanktop and her bra, then put the tanktop back on. Better. She took a deep breath, let it out, then turned and left the bathroom.

Jason was sitting on the sofa drinking his beer when she returned. His eyes lit up when he saw her and he smiled and said, "Wow, you look just as gorgeous as I thought you would."

"Thank you," Kay said. She stood there with her hands together in front of her, feeling a little embarrassed. Get used to it, she told herself. You're going to have to do a lot of this once you're famous.

"Let me have a closer look," Jason said. He put his beer on the coffee table, got up, and came over to her. He stood very close to her, looked down at her as he put his hands on her shoulders. Kay looked up at him, but his eyes weren't on her face; they were staring directly down at her cleavage. "Let me try something," he said, then brought his hands down from her shoulders to her breasts. He took hold of them, squeezed them once, then with just his fingertips he began to tweak her nipples.

"What are you doing?" Kay asked, although it was obvious.

Jason didn't reply immediately. He continued to pinch her nipples for another few moments, then let go, stepped back, and examined her chest. Kay looked down and saw that her nipples were now very visibly poking through the tanktop.

"I did that," Jason said, "because the show will be using your sex appeal to attract viewers. Not on a regular basis, of course, or even often, but on some rare occasions we'll be showing you off a little bit, and I needed to know just how it might look." He nodded his approval. "Very nice."

"Thanks, I guess," Kay replied. "Is my character going to be having sex too?"

Jason surprised her by laughing lightly.

"Not on your life," he said. "This is technically a family show, and besides, even suggesting that underaged characters are having sex is almost against the law these days. No, Nikki won't be getting laid any time soon. I don't think I can say the same thing for you, though."

"What do you mean?" Kay asked. Another unnecessary question.

Jason stepped close to her again, this time looking down into her eyes. His hands came up to the end of her tanktop and lifted it up over her head. He tossed it onto the floor, then placed his hands on her bare breasts. "You want this role very bad, don't you?"

So she was right after all. She was going to have to go all the way with him. If she wanted the part, anyway.

"Yes," she said, her voice sounding to her like a little girl's. She wasn't afraid, exactly. Just....she didn't know what.

"Of course you do," Jason said. He let go of her breasts and took her hands in his. He brought both of them up to his lips, kissed them. "Everything is up to you, Kay."

He led her over to the sofa and motioned for her to sit. When she did, he started to undress. Kay sat with her hands in her lap, her naked breasts feeling the sudden chill in the room and, she noticed, her nipples still hard. Once Jason was naked, he stood before her for a moment and Kay looked at his cock. It was impossible not to, since it was practically sticking in her face. It seemed remarkably long to her, though she had nothing in her experience to compare it to. Finally, Jason sat next to her and took her face in his hands. He kissed her mouth tenderly, then told her, "Go ahead and lay down."

Kay laid down on the sofa. She rested her hands on her stomach and kept her legs together. Jason knelt down next to the sofa and deftly unfastened the fly of her shorts. He pulled them down over her slim hips, down her legs and over her ankles, then did the same with her panties, leaving her completely nude. Jason's eyes narrowed and there was obvious yearning on his face as he examined her body.

"My God, you're lovely," he said. Kay didn't know whether to say thank you or not.

Kay had rested her head on a throw pillow, and it elevated her enough that she could watch him as moved from the floor to the sofa. He touched her legs, spread them wide, then brought his head down between her thighs.

He kissed her first, then began to lick her, burrowing his tongue between the two soft full lips of her cunt. Kay gasped at the sudden and surprising jab of pleasure that coursed through her. Jason continued to lick her, sliding his tongue up and down the length of her cunt, crawling in between the lips, slithering in circles around her clit. A delightful warmth spread through the lower part of Kay's body, flowing outward from her cunt to her chest, her arms and legs, and despite herself she began to murmur soft cries of satisfaction. She closed her eyes and, without really thinking about it, began caressing her breasts, pinching her hardened nipples.

Jason continued to lick her for a few more minutes, and eventually the pleasures swirling inside of Kay's body grew and intensified to a point where she couldn't contain them anymore and they burst, pouring all through her from head to toe, and she cried out as she came.

Jason spent several more moments just laying there with his face buried in her cunt before he pulled himself up. He crawled over her and laid on top of her gently, like he was afraid she might break. He settled himself between her still widespread legs and took her in his arms. Kay felt his balls nestled against her cunt and his cock laying over her lower abdomen, snaking all the way up to her bellybutton. Jason kissed her again, passionately this time, and as he kissed her he explored her body with his hands, touching her all over, sliding his fingers down her sides, over her butt, back up her sides and over her ribs, and ending up on her breasts. He caressed and squeezed them lovingly as he pushed his tongue in and out of her mouth. At the same time he moved his hips, rubbing himself against her, and Kay felt the base of his cock and his balls moving up and down over her cunt and her clit. She could feel him getting more and more excited, and Kay felt her own rising heat and desire.

Jason seemed to sense this, or at the very least couldn't control his own desire anymore, and he reached down between their bodies and took hold of his cock. He guided it forward until it touched Kay's cunt lips. Kay took in a deep breath, held it, and a moment later the head of his cock began to enter her. It pushed past the lips, stretching them until they hurt, then stretching her further inside, and further and further. The pain was like a pinprick at first, not really that bad, but then it became sharper and deeper as more and more of his cock slid into her. Kay had to let her breath out, then sucked it in again, held it again. She felt Jason's cock nudge up against her cherry, then force its way through, breaking it, tearing it. It felt like he was stabbing her, and she couldn't keep from crying out a little.

Jason didn't even slow down. He just kept pushing into her, until his entire cock had made its way inside. It was more uncomfortable than Kay had expected, more invasive and overwhelming, but she kept herself calm by reminding herself that it wouldn't stay like this, that her body would get used to it soon.

Once he was inside of her, Jason paused and kissed Kay's cheek.

"Oh yes, you are so beautiful," he breathed into her ear. "A gorgeous queen of the sun." He slowly began to pull his cock back out of her. That hurt too. He only went about halfway, then abruptly pushed himself all the way back in. He moved slowly, gently, but as he continued to push in and out of her he began to pick up speed, fucking her, and the more he fucked her, Kay noticed, the more the pain receded.

So this is what it's like

, she thought as she held onto him and felt him moving inside of her. This isn't so bad. In fact, it's kinda nice.

Jason held her and kissed her and fondled her breasts. even sucked her nipples as he took his pleasure with her, sliding his long hard cock deep into her cunt. Kay began to move with him, the pain inside fading to nothingness, replaced by a rising tide of pleasure and satisfaction. Jason's cock thrust into her faster and faster, harder and harder, and a ripple of orgasm began to stir in her cunt, growing like a sudden storm in her belly. Kay wondered what her mom would think of her right then. She was, essentially, whoring herself for a part in a TV show. But more than that, she was getting fucked and liking it.

Jason had propped himself up on his elbows and was looking down at her, watching her as she became immersed in the first and most important sexual experience of her life. Kay was gasping and sighing, crying out softly now each time he plunged into her. Jason shoved his cock into her again and again, until finally Kay went spiraling over the edge and down into the warm well of orgasm. Her entire body trembled and shuddered with wave after wave of brilliant, almost magical delight. She cried out again, this time kind of loudly, but she didn't care. She was coming, and it was fabulous..

Jason continued to fuck her and she held him close, let him ride her with abandon until he reached his own point of ecstasy. He buried his face in Kay's hair, grunted in her ear, and she felt his cock throbbing within her and his come spilling into her cunt. It was only a few moments but it seemed to take such a long time. Finally, he was finished, and he collapsed on top of her. They were both breathing hard, their hearts were pounding, and their bodies were covered with a light sheen of sweat.

Kay cried, of course. She couldn't help it. She was no longer a virgin, no longer the same person she was before. She was a woman now. No matter what happened to her from here on out, whether she became famous, whether she became rich, even if she got the part in Summerland or not, that fact would never change.

*****

Part of her expected him to treat her badly afterward, to tell her to put on her clothes and get out or something like that, but Jason was not only kind to her, he was sweet and attentive. He held her for a long time after they were finished, then took her into the bathroom and helped her shower and get cleaned up. After that he sat and drank beer and talked with her for a while, almost acting as if they were on a date. When he finally pulled the sofa out into a bed, he gave her a very pretty nightgown to wear, and held her and stroked her hair as she fell asleep.

In the morning, Jason made love to her again, slowly and tenderly, then drove her to the audition at the studio. He took her around and introduced her to everyone, billing her as the WB's next big star, and though she had to do the audition just like everyone else, in the end she was the one selected to play the role of Nikki. She got everything he had promised she would get, and more so, and for that Kay was grateful, even though Jason told her several times that she'd earned it all. And at the end of the day, when she saw her mom again, she smiled. embraced her, and told her the same thing.

END

, she thought, but as soon as those words came into her head she rejected them. she told herself, repeating her mother's words. This could all come to nothing. Except Kay knew in her heart that it was something; an opportunity, a rare opportunity, and she was going to take full advantage of it. She was going to do whatever she had to do.

My silent claim to fame

Tim 42 on Celebrity Stories

Late one night, down at the pub and I was having a beer when I plucked up the courage to go over and talk to this amazingly hot lady who had been sitting on her own the whole night. I thought it odd no-one had tried to talk her up yet but hey, why not. I walked over and asked if any one was sitting next to her. She said no so I sat down and started talking. We chatted for a bit, had a few laughs and a few more drinks before I decided it was getting a bit late. I said I had better head off home, but she kind of sighed as if the night was therefore over.

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style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt">I asked if she wanted a lift anywhere and she asked where I live. She lived close by so I drove her home. We continued to talk in the car but conversation was random and pointless as we were both quite drunk. We got to her place and I took her upstairs to her apartment. She lived in an OK block but inside her place was much more upper class than I would have thought. She invited me inside so I went in and sat on a luxurious and inviting sofa. I’d thought we’d had enough drinks but she pulled out some vodka and we had a few shots.

It was already past midnight but we were both getting a bit rowdy from the excess of alcohol. The conversation soon turned to sex and I was getting quite turned on talking about it because in this light she looked even better than in the pub. We were already sitting close then she casually laid a hand on my knee after a fit of laughter. That was the sign I needed and I now knew where this was going. She began stroking up and down my thigh and I started to play with her hair. Within second we were in a passionate embrace.

Clothes came off rather quickly and then I finally laid my mind at rest as I’d been wondering if I’d ever seen her before. I noticed her on the cover of a magazine on the floor and “EXCLUSIVE ARTICLE WITH JENNIFER HAWKINS” right next to it. I couldn’t believe my luck! I was about to fuck Miss Universe ‘04. She didn’t seem to notice a change at all. But everything seemed to get better for me. Her ass felt nicer, her breast were bigger, her kisses were more erotic, it was unbelievable. She started to ride me but I wanted to own this local little slut. I couldn’t get over that she was having sex with a nobody like me when she could get a million other guys.

But I sure made the most of it. I rolled us over to get me on top and started giving her everything I had. She was a bit nervous at first but I persevered with my rhythm and pace and we got into it. I started sucking her nipples and laying kisses all over her unblemished, perfectly tanned body. She loved every bit of it, gasping and moaning constantly.

“You love it don’t you?”

“Oh yes…you feel so good inside me…keep going…”

“You’re a little slut, you know? A celebrity like you, fucking people like me.”

“I am such a whore, I can never get enough…but I think you can give me what I want”

“Slutty whores like you don’t get what they want…they get what I want”

I stopped for a second and she looked exhausted but eager for more. I told her to get up and lie face down on the couch with her legs over the edge, hanging down. I went in from behind increased my pace, getting harder and harder with each thrust. I started slapping her perfect ass, calling her a slut and a whore, and the sound of that and my thighs slapping against her was getting me carried away.

Now after at least 10 minutes orgasms were building in both of us. Jennifer was moaning quite a lot saying she was going to cum and I was just a bout ready. I put every last bit of energy into fucking the hell out of her and it paid off in the glorious moment when we both came simultaneously. She collapsed on the couch and was pretty much asleep within minutes. I got dressed, gathered my stuff and took a few pics of her lying there naked with my phone to show my mates. I wouldn’t care if everyone in the world knew what had happened, except id get sued so maybe it would just be my silent claim to fame.

Thanks for reading, comments, criticisms and suggestions are welcome at timmyb_91@hotmail.com

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Harry potter 10-a

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Snape's Story

"Potter I wanted talk to you." Snape told Harry as they walked away from Ginny laid down naked. He continued, "Dumbledore had made me promise to kill him if the circumstance was right. Malfoy's job was to kill Dumbledore and help the death eaters into the castle. I had not found out about this until after I talked to the dark lord." he paused for a second and looked at Harry. When Harry did not say anything he continued, "Now I want you to understand I did not want this to happen. I cared for Dumbledore as much as more people that is why I dared not disobey him. I did not try to kill him either, you many know that you have to mean a curse in order to use it. I there fore could not use the killing curse on him. There fo

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re I said the words but I was thinking, "Levicorpus" I tried to float him out the window and I figured he would be fine. Nevertheless when I heard he had died I had blamed myself for the longest time until I remembered my promise I made to him about keeping you safe."

Harry just stared at him for a second. He then spoke up, "Well I know about the unbreakable bond you made with Malfoy's mother. I also know that Dumbledore trusted you with out a doubt. But what I want to know is," Snape interrupted, "is why I had remorse for your parents. I thought we might get to that. You see Harry your father saved my life, after school had happened we all went our separate ways. I ended up joining the dark lord and he married your mother and had you. A week after you were born I was attacked by a group of dogs. I was left bleeding to death and your parents did not live that far away, from where I was attacked. I had somehow made it to their house and they took me in and cared for me until it was safe enough to transport me to St. Mungo's where I healed the rest of the way.

"Now Harry we don’t have much time but I have found the three Horcruxes you seek. The snake is a Horcrux, as well as the cup. I destroyed the cup without the dark lord knowing, and the snake can be easily killed when the time comes. Now the only problem is the third one. It is an item of Rowena Ravenclaw. I have not found out what it is but I know Draco was told to sneak it into the school last year. That is all I way able to find out." Harry spoke up just as Snape finished, "so there is only one Horcrux we have to worry about, it belonged to Ravenclaw, and it’s in the school?" Snape bowed his head and Harry took it as a yes. Before Harry could think about it Snape spoke up, "It is time to go now Harry.

Harry woke up and Ron was up getting dressed for breakfast. Harry slowly got out of bed and got dressed. He followed Ron down the stair to an awaiting Hermione and Ginny. They gave them a quick kiss and headed down to breakfast after everyone else. Harry had them hang back a little from the group so he could tell them about the dream. Hermione's response was as Harry had expected, she started suggesting books they could look in. Ron and Ginny did not say anything as she talked. They all traveled down to eat and then headed off to classes.

They next few weeks were uneventful. Harry didn’t have Snape come to him and they spent most of their time in the library. Hermione even tried Ancestry logs she found but they were having no luck at all. They were well into October and Halloween was approaching fast. Ron and Ginny both made the Quidditch team again so they all spent allot of time practicing along with schoolwork was making time fly.

Harry awoke on the morning of Halloween before anyone else. He got dressed and headed down to the common room. There were a few early risers so Harry sat in his chair and waited for everyone to wake up. Harry started wandering, "Why are we looking for what belonged to Ravenclaw. Why not look for where Malfoy would have hid it?" Then Harry started thinking of where he would have hidden it. Harry was thinking boys’ bathroom, his dorm room, maybe even Crabbe or Goyle had it. Before Harry realized it Ron, Ginny and Hermione came over and shook him out of his thinking. He looked at them shocked; he had forgotten they were coming. He they relayed to them what he was thinking as they headed down to breakfast.

Luckily, it was Saturday and they had no classes today so they sat around the common room thinking. After an hour or so Harry noticed Luna and Neville walk through then it hit Harry. "What about the room of requirement." Harry blurted out, "Malfoy spent most of his time in there last year. It is bound to be in there." They all jumped up and headed to the room. Harry stood there for a few seconds staring at the wall then it hit him. Last year when Harry entered here to hide his book, which still was sitting inside, he saw the vanishing cabinet. Therefore, Harry started pacing back and forth thinking, "I need my book back. I need my book back. I need my book back." As soon as he thought it, Ginny grabbed his arm and he opened his eyes.

The door stood there right in front of his face so he reached out and turned the knob. They all stepped inside and shut the door. This room was filled with odds and ends ceiling to floor. Harry thought to himself, "this is going to take some time." and he started looking. The rest took their own areas and started searching around. Harry picked up a broken wand, a cauldron with a big hole in it and even an old book, which was torn to shreds. They searched for what seems like hours until they decided to give up and try again tomorrow. As they left, they noticed everyone was heading down to dinner. They joined the crowd and sat at their table. They just sat there enjoying the meals the house elves prepared for them. Then it hit Harry, he could get Kreacher and Dobby to look for the Ravenclaw item.

Harry contemplated this while he ate and had a good time with everyone else. Pumpkin, apple and cherry pies, along with other items, were a great dessert. Being full and all Harry decided to go down and visit Dobby in the morning. He followed the rest of his classmates out into the hall with Ginny hugging on his arm. Ginny decided she wanted to have a little Halloween party in the room of requirement. Ron and Hermione followed them as the split from the rest of the class.

They showed up in front of the room but this time Ginny decided to pace back and forth in front of the room. When she finished they all stepped inside, the room was covered in red velvet curtains and satin sheets. There were candles lining the room to give it a little light. Harry looked at Ginny and she just smiled, "I've been planning this for a while." She then mentioned more of her plan, "I want both you and Ron in me at the same time."

Harry was a little taken back by this but he quickly agreed. Hermione was in on the plan so she didn’t mind because she would get them next. Ginny grabbed Harry's hand and walked him over to a huge bed in the middle of the room. The bed could have held all of Dumbledore's Army on top plus some. Ginny stripped down quickly and jumped into the bed. Ron and Harry quickly followed suit. Just as they started getting into bed, the door opened up. Luna and Neville walked into the room and shut the door. Harry looked at Ginny and she just smiled again, "I invited them along to. I also invited someone else but I guess she isn't coming."

Before Harry could ask whom Luna, Neville and Hermione Stripped down. Harry and Ron jumped into bed next to Ginny while the other three climbed in next to them. Ron laid down onto his back and Ginny climbed right on top. Harry (just helping it go faster) grabbed Ron’s cock and pointed it to her pussy, Ginny slid down his shaft until she bottomed out. Harry got up behind her and gave his cock a few strokes. Harry got a firm grip on it and pointed to her ass. When he felt it was going to stay, he let go, grabbed her hips, and pushed against her. She moaned as he slid the entire length in. Harry and Ron started moving in and out of her. It did not take them long to find a good rhythm since they had already done this a couple of times.

Meanwhile right next to them Hermione, Neville and Luna were having their fun. Neville was lying down on his back with Hermione trying to push his cock into her pussy. She had only managed to get the head in and was trying to push the rest in. Hermione started moaning with anticipation. Neville's cock was bending as if it was going to break when it straightened up. Hermione's eyes shot open like a rocket. Neville's cock shot all the way into Hermione with one shift movement. Hermione's eyes glazed over as she felt him settle in her. She moved her hips in a rocking motion back and forth on his stomach. Luna climbed up and settled her pussy onto his face.

Neville stuck his tongue deep into her pussy. Luna gave him a moan of pleasure; she leaned forward and stuck her tongue down Hermione's throat. Hermione never missed a bounce as she impaled herself on Neville. Hermione reached out and grabbed Luna's breast and squeezed her nipples in-between her fingers. Neville grabbed Hermione's hips, shoved her down onto his cock, and moaned into Luna's pussy. Hermione got off and laid down next to him, Luna meanwhile got up off his face, got between his legs, and took his cock into her mouth.

Next to them, Harry decided he wanted some pussy so he pulled out of Ginny and lay down on the bed. Ginny pulled off of Ron and impaled herself onto Harry's awaiting cock. Ron meanwhile climbed over to Hermione and stuck his dick into her pussy. Luna seemed to get Neville’s cock to stick back up so she planted her pussy on his member. All six of them were now fucking and enjoying themselves. Hermione felt like the weird one so she rolled Ron over so that all three girls were on top of the men.

They were lucky that the room was sound proof because they were making allot of noise by now. After what seemed like hours, but only 20 minutes had passed, Harry grabbed Ginny's waist and impaled her as much as he could and came deep into her pussy. Just as Ginny fell onto Harry's chest Neville moaned again and came so hard, sperm started seeping out of her pussy. Luna meanwhile fell backwards and Neville’s cock plopped out of her. Ron on the other hand lasted a few more minutes longer than the rest until Hermione collapsed on him. All six of them were exhausted and fell asleep.

Harry was dreaming he was swimming in the prefects’ bathroom. Myrtle decided to pay him another visit and while Harry tried covering up from her, she just stuck her head through his hands. Harry felt his cock get warm and wetter as she sucked him off. Harry decided to remove his hands and enjoy the feeling. He took his hands, grabbed the back of her head, and fucked her face as good as he could. Harry then realizes she is a ghost and should not be able to do this. Harry awoke with a fright and laid there. He could still feel Myrtle sucking on him; he then realized someone was actually sucking on him.

Harry looked down and saw a head full of black hair. Who ever it was knew what they were doing so Harry laid his head back down. She kept picking up speed and she took all of Harry's cock down her throat without any problems. She then released his cock and Harry felt a little disappointed until he felt her climb up his body. Harry looked her straight in the eyes and smiled.

HAHAHA

To Be Continued....

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It was Rebecca St. James's birthday. The party was wrapping up. Rebecca's boyfriend, Jimmy, was being very attentive. She really liked Jimmy. He sidled up next to her.

"Let's drop by my house," he said. "I have a special present for you."

"Well, I don't know," Rebecca said hesitantly.

"It's a very special present, but it's back at my house.  I want to spend some time with you anyway."

"Well, OK," Rebecca said.  Now they left the house, headed for Jimmy's place. Rebecca's skirt rustled as they walked along, enjoying the summer evening. As they walked, Jimmy took her hand. She smiled.

When they got to the door, their lips met. Rebecca could not remember being kissed
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like this before. He held her closely.

"Have I told you how beautiful you look?," he asked.  He took her hands and kissed them.

"Yes," she replied with a smile, "but you can tell me again."

"They make statues of that kind of body."

"Thank you," said Rebecca. Rebecca tilted her head slightly and batted her eyes. Again their lips met.  He held her so closely that she could feel their bodies together. She noticed the bulge in his pants.

"I'd really like to see more of you," said Jimmy.  "It can only get better."  

"You're just full of compliments today, aren't you?" She kissed him. "I do appreciate it, I really do," Rebecca said.  

She moved over and sat on the couch. On his way there, Jimmy turned up the thermostat. He sat down beside Rebecca.  Now he put his hand around her shoulders.

"This is nice," Rebecca said.

"You know, Rebecca, we don't get enough time together," Jimmy said. "I want to make the most of it."

"It's hot in here," said Rebecca. She undid her top button. Slowly Jimmy's hand crept to her breast. Rebecca slapped him.

"Is that your idea of a present?," Rebecca asked in a sharp tone. "What kind of girl do you think I am?," she said.

"The kind that brings out my passionate desire to share my love," he replied with a smile. Rebecca laughed and tossed her hair.  

"I'm flattered, of course," she said with a smile, "but you know we can't."

Jimmy turned the lights down and put on some music.  "I swear, Rebbi," he said, "sometimes I don't think you realize what a beautiful woman you are."

"Thank you," she said. She kissed him. "You're very sweet."

Now Jimmy took her in his arms.  He brushed her hair back and kissed the back of her neck. She shivered.  Again he held her tightly. Rebecca felt a tingle that she had never felt before.

"You look like you're about to pop out of that dress," Jimmy said.  He took her in his arms and kissed the back of her neck. Now he began to rub her shoulders.

"That feels good," she said.  

"I can make it feel even better," Jimmy replied.  Now he began to run his fingers through her hair. Again he held her tightly. He pressed her to him and placed his hand on her knee. She pushed it away and slapped him.

"Stop that!" said Rebecca firmly.  She took his hand and moved it to her waist.  Now Jimmy began to run his fingers through her hair. He took her face in his hands and kissed her passionately.  She felt his fingers gently on her back. Again, Rebecca began to tingle.  Her cheeks were flushed.

"What would it take to break down that wall of yours?" Jimmy asked.

"I really think I ought to be going," Rebecca said. She rose. Jimmy met her at the door. He took her in a passionate embrace. He put his hand on her butt and pulled her to him.  She pulled away sharply.

"Please don't go," Jimmy said. "I can't get enough of you."  His hands moved slowly along her sides.

"I can't stay if you're going to keep doing this," Rebecca insisted.  Again she turned towards the door.  Jimmy took her hand.  

"I want you," he whispered.

"It's not about what we want," Rebecca said.

"So you want me too," said Jimmy.

Rebecca blushed.  "Well, I hate to admit it, but-" Jimmy's kiss stopped her in midsentence.  As they kissed, he led her back to the couch.  He began to kiss her neck and shoulders. Now he nibbled Rebecca's earlobe. She pulled away from him.

"Jimmy, we can't," Rebecca pleaded. "Really, we can't do this."

Now he got up to change the music. "This is kind of old, but you might like it," he said. Rebecca began to hear the words coming from the disk.

Sister Christian
Oh the time has come
And you know that you're the only one...

As he returned to the couch, Jimmy turned the thermostat down.  Once again he kissed her hard.  She sighed and tossed her head back. His hand moved up her leg again. Now it was inside her skirt. She crossed her legs and he retreated.

"Jimmy, no," Rebecca said firmly.  "Why do you insist on doing this?"
 
"Because I love you, Rebecca," he said.  "I'll love you no matter what."

What's your price for flight In finding mister right
You'll be all right tonight...

His hand cupped her breast. Again she pushed it away. He placed his hand back on her knee and moved slowly up her leg. Firmly she took his hand and moved it to her waist.

"You don't take no for an answer, do you?," she said.

"Don't fight it," Jimmy replied softly.

You'll be all right tonight...

He put his hand on her leg again, this time just above the knee. Once more Jimmy rubbed Rebecca's shoulders and back. He kissed her neck and shoulders.

"Not so fast," she almost whispered. He smiled.

"Okay," he said. "We can take it more slowly."

"I'd appreciate that," said Rebecca.

Again he kissed her passionately. His tongue caressed the rim of her mouth. Rebecca was lost in the kiss.

Once more he began to kiss her neck and shoulders. He ran his gentle fingers slowly, softly down Rebecca's back.  Rebecca tilted back her head and closed her eyes.  She sighed.

"I think you're beautiful," Jimmy said.  "I'd really like to see more."  He leaned forward until he was on top of her.  He began to breathe hard into Rebecca's ear. Now he nibbled her earlobe.  Rebecca was shivering.   
You'll be all right tonight...

"I'll be gentle," Jimmy said, almost whispering.  "I promise."  Rebecca threw her arms tightly around him and kissed him hard.  As their lips met again, Rebecca's last shred of resistance crumbled. She wanted him badly.  Rebecca began to unbutton Jimmy's shirt.  

"Don't tease me like this," Jimmy said.

"Shut up and kiss me," Rebecca replied. Again their lips met in a passionate lovers' kiss.  Furiously, Jimmy unbuttoned her dress. She unzipped Jimmy's pants.  He felt her hand on his crotch.

"I feel like ripping off all your clothes," he said. Rebecca laughed.  

"Why don't you go and get that present now?" Rebecca said. As soon as  Jimmy left the room, she headed up the stairs.

Jimmy came back in the room."Rebecca?" He looked around.  Finally, he decided to head upstairs.

As he started to climb the stairs, he saw one of Rebecca's boots. A couple of steps up, he saw the other one. Now as he went up a couple more steps, he saw her dress, then her pantyhose. At the top of the stairs lay Rebecca's bra.

He turned and headed towards the bedroom. There he saw Rebecca's soaking wet panties hanging from the bed post. She was lying on her side, wrapped in a sheet.

He stopped for a moment in the doorway. "Do you know how beautiful you look right now?," he said.

"Thank you." She smiled at him and gave him a "come here" sign. Then she blew him a kiss.  Quickly, Jimmy stripped down to his shorts.

"Well, aren't you going to come lie next to me?," she asked. Jimmy climbed on the bed. Rebecca threw off the sheet, revealing her naked body. Now Jimmy inserted his tongue into her. Rebecca shivered with pleasure. She pulled off his shorts and began to stroke his love rod. He was very hard.

Jimmy began to kiss her passionately, moving slowly down her supple body. Her ample, well-rounded breasts glistened in the light. Now he rose and took her in his arms. He moved around behind her and kissed her back.  As he did, he reached around and fondled her bare breasts until her nipples stood up.

"Ooh, that's nice," Rebecca said, genuinely enjoying the moment.  

They fell back onto the bed, embracing. Rebecca kissed Jimmy's chest, all the way down to his waistline, still stroking his hard organ.  He fondled her bare breasts, cupping them gently in his strong hands. He kissed her body, from head to toe.  

Rebecca placed her hand softly under his balls. Now she began to stroke him vigorously. He kissed her heaving breasts. She was very excited. Rebecca knew she was ready. She exploded with passion, kissing his hard, hot organ. She took Jimmy's balls in her hand and rolled them around. Jimmy began to dribble love juice. Rebecca sucked it all in.

"Mmmmm," she said.

Jimmy kissed Rebecca on the lips, then moved slowly down her body, caressing it with each kiss. His hands gently stroked her breasts while he kissed her all over. Rebecca continued to stroke Jimmy's hard rod. She spread her legs apart. Softly Jimmy placed his finger inside her and rotated it ever so gently. She was very wet.

"Okay," Rebecca said softly. "I can't wait any longer. Take me now."

Jimmy entered her with a strong, bold thrust. For several minutes he thrust deep into her, pulled back and thrust again. With each thrust of his stiff organ, she became more aroused. Already she was feeling tremors.

"Harder," Rebecca cried breathlessly.  "Deeper!"  She wrapped her arms around his strong, naked body and pulled him deeper into her.  Jimmy quickened the pace.  He rammed hard into her.

"Oh, God," Rebecca said.  "This is wonderful!"  She grabbed his butt and pressed him to her. Continuing to pull him into her, she began to breathe very short breaths. She held onto him tightly and began moaning loudly. Finally she felt shivers and tingles up and down her spine.

Rebecca began to moan.  "Oh, God! Oh, oh, ooooohhhh!"  Just as Rebecca came, she felt the sharp, herky-jerky motion that said he had come too. She felt waves of shivers and tingles together.

She kissed him. "Thank you," she said breathlessly. "You were great.  Wow!"

"So were you," he said.  "You were fantastic!  You're a real dynamo!"  She cuddled up next to him and placed her head on his chest.  For a while, the lovers lay quietly together.

"That was fun," Rebecca said. "But I really have to go." She rose, combed her hair, and  got dressed.  "Maybe we can do this again," she said.. "I really loved it.  What a fantastic present!"

"See you tomorrow?"," said Jimmy, smiling.

"Tomorrow," said Rebecca. "I'm counting the minutes."   

Now Rebecca turned and  headed home. Jimmy watched her as she walked down the street. He smiled. What a day it had been!

"Happy birthday, Rebecca," he said as she disappeared from view.

Truth or Dare, Pt. 1

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Truth or Dare

Part 1

Me, Jordan, Courtney, and Romeo sat on the floor of the trailer’s family room, playing truth or dare, the dirty version. Courtney looked at Romeo. “OK, truth…or dare?” she asked.

“Give me a dare,” he answered. We all wondered what the dreaded dare was going to be.

“I dare you to kiss Jenny,” Courtney said. “And not one of those wimpy kisses on the cheek. We wanna see some action! French kiss.”

“But I haven’t done that.”

I moved a tad closer to him. “Look, I’ve done this before. Just follow my lead.” I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him close to me. I pressed my mouth to his in a crushing kiss. In the b

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ackground I could hear Jordan and Courtney cheering us on. Somehow, I felt a little more than truth or dare in his kiss.

I slid my tongue smoothly into his mouth, teasing his tongue with mine. After a little more than a minute, Courtney told us to stop. We pulled away, smiling and joking with each other about the kiss.

Laughing, the four of us continued our game, until I looked at the clock that read midnight. “Hey guys, I’m getting tired.” I said. The others agreed. Yawing goodnights to each other, we split up and went in separate directions to our bedrooms.

I lay awake, staring at the ceiling, thinking about that kiss between me and Romeo. It had been all I could do not to take him right then and there. I glanced at the clock on the nightstand. It read 3:43 in the morning. I closed my eyes and tried to focus on sleep when I heard someone knocking at the door.

“Come in,” I said, annoyed. Romeo opened the door and walked in. “What’s up? Can’t sleep?” Forgetting that I was dressed only in a bra and panties, I sat up.

“Not really. I’ve just been thinking a lot.”

“You wanna join me? I can’t sleep either.”

“Yeah, okay.” he walked over to the other side of the bed and pulled back the covers. Slipping beneath the blankets, he laid his head on the pillow and turned to look at me. “What were you thinking about?”

I hesitated, trying to word my sentences correctly. “I was thinking about tonight. About…” my voice trailed off.

“Yeah, same here.”

“So…” I tried to make what I was trying to say come out correctly. “You’ve never done anything…sexual?”

“No. Why, have you?”

“Yep. I’ve had sex with a girl, French kissed, made out, and given head to a guy.”

“Geez! You’ve done that? You got to be kidding!”

“I shit you not.”

“About tonight…I mean, the kiss. I kinda…liked it.”

“To tell you the truth, I did too,” I answered with a smile that could not be seen in the darkness.

I turned on my side to look at him. Then, slowly, we moved closer to each other.

“Don’t think, Romeo.” I said before pulling him into a kiss. This time he made the next move, by flicking his tongue on my lip, pleading for entrance. I opened my mouth and his tongue slid in. We stayed like that for over a minute, until finally we pulled away just to catch our breath. He smiled mischievously at me before speaking.

“What do we do next?” he asked me.

“Just follow your instincts,” I answered before pulling him down on top of me. I literally felt like my heart was going to beat its way out of my chest when he moved his mouth down to my neck. I moaned as he rained kisses down on my body. I grabbed his hand and led it to my breast, and he began kneading it through my bra. He reached underneath me and unhooked my bra. Then, pulling it off and tossing it aside, he replaced his hand with his mouth. I moaned loudly as he sucked on my breast, then continued his trip south. He left a trail of kisses down my stomach, then pulled off my panties and tossed them aside. He stared at me wide-eyed.

“Don’t tell me you’ve never seen a naked woman before,” I said,

“I’ve only seen this in porn on the net,” he answered.

“Ahh, I see.”

He looked at my clit, then, kissed me in the most sensitive spot there. I swear I must’ve screamed. I felt his tongue like silk licking me all over. Moaning and gasping and panting, I clutched my pillow so hard that my knuckles turned white. “Stop!” I exhaled.

“You okay?” he asked.

“Yeah, I can’t come yet, though. The night’s not nearly over.” I flipped him over so that I was straddling him. “Now it’s my turn.” His breathing became shaky as I left a trail of kisses and bite marks down his neck. I pulled his shirt over his head and threw it on the floor. Then, my mouth found his chest and he moaned as I swirled my tongue around his nipple. I looked up at him. “Do you like that?”

“Oh God, don’t stop!” he yelled.

“Your wish is my command.” I kissed his stomach, then ran the tip of my tongue along the edge of his boxers. He reached down and pulled them off. He was already hard. And damn, he was big! I felt him fist his hand in my hair as I took him in my mouth and began sucking him. He jerked upward, and if we hadn’t been doing what we were doing, I would have thought he was having a seizure!

As I sucked him, he ran his hands through my hair and finally screamed that he was coming. I took my mouth off of his dick and lay down on the bed. He got on top of me and managed to whisper, “Baby, are you ready?”

“Fuck yeah,” I said, the taste of him still lingering on my lips. I wrapped my legs around his waist, urging him in me. He slid his hardness inside me. I felt a little pain at first, but soon it was gone and I felt nothing but pure pleasure. I closed my eyes and let out sighs of ecstasy and contentment, pressing myself against him so he could go deeper. I moaned when he hit my most sensitive area.

“Oh God almighty!” I screamed. I moved with him, yelling for him to go faster. Harder and faster, he fucked me three ways from Sunday. Finally, I felt a feeling building up inside me, like a volcano getting ready to erupt. Before this night, I had only had that feeling with my vibrator. Finally, I reached the point of no return, and, letting out a strangled cry, I came.

I felt Romeo thrust even harder and then he came too, shooting his load in me. My nails dug into his back as he emptied himself in me. For my first time, that had been pretty damn good!

Romeo dropped down on the bed beside me. We didn’t speak, we didn’t have to. For the longest time, I stared into his big brown eyes, then, he whispered, “Same time tomorrow?”

All I could do was nod. I kissed him, then fell asleep with my head on his chest.

Goddess Rhiannon

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Goddess Rhiannon

By Wholeman

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To all of My Devoted Loving Lusting Admirers,

I was so X-cited when our friend had propositioned Me for a story based on Me; Rhiannon

or as some of you know Me better as, Mistress Rhiannon. I was so thrilled to see the great

effort that he put into making this literary piece a sensual adventurous tale that filled me

with arousal of intense magnitude. I certainly hope all of you will enjoy it as much as I did.

Perhaps a sequel is in order....???

Whips and Kisses...

Breast Wishes...

Rhiannon

Mistress Rhiannon

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RhiannonXXX

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Direction

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The first part of this story is narrated as if from an outside observer.

The next chapters are from the viewpoints of the indicated person.

Collusion - Narrator

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"Hello?" Rhiannon said into the receiver of her cell phone.

"Rhiannon, it's Dawn. We have this year's candidate. Where and when can we meet to

discuss things?" Dawn Whitham asked.

"I'm in the middle of teaching a class right now. I'll stop by your tattoo parlor on my way

home. Will that be soon enough?" Rhiannon asked, warily watching the children for signs of

impending riotous behavior.

"Sure, no great hurry. I'll see you then," Dawn hung up, went out to the parlor, and began

her part of creating a complicated tattoo, awaiting Rhiannon's visit.

Back to the Classroom - Narrator

"Okay you little darlings, Miss Rhiannon has a new song, to teach you," Rhiannon

informed the children.

"This is an old Welch ditty that has been put to a Rock & Roll beat. I think it will play well

in the school assembly later this year. Who here knows where Wales is?" Rhiannon asked the class.

A bright-eyed young girl raised her hand and waited to be, called upon, "Go ahead

Millicent."

"Wales is on the southwest coast of the Isle of Great Britain," she declared confidently.

"Very good, yes Wales is an ancient place, one of legends, myths, and folklore. Many of

these stories were passed down through song, many legends have been put to music over the

thousands of years gone by," Rhiannon told the children, though she had a far away look in

her eye as if remembering the past more than remembering the history taught her.

"It was a time of gods, goddesses, wizards, and magic," suddenly Rhiannon's mind seemed

to leap forward once again to the here and now, "Or so the stories tell us."

"The song we will be learning was written around a very old legend of the warrior woman

Cathain. She was the fiercest warrior of her day, but a very lonely woman because of it. I'm

handing out the lyrics to everyone and we can all read them together."

The papers were quickly, distributed and Rhiannon went on, "This legend should have

something for everyone. It has warriors, great battles, romance, and magic all in one. So boys and girls both will enjoy it."

"Who would like to start us off by reading aloud first?" Rhiannon looked around the room

at the many raised hands, but like many teachers, she picked the quiet boy in the back that had

not raised his.

"Roger, would you start reading for me?" Rhiannon knew that the boys in her class all had

a crush on her. A raven haired beauty with curves to die for, a bust that was nothing short of

amazing, a petite frame which neared their own heights, and eyes which seemed to penetrate

them to their very souls. Therefore, she didn't have to bully the children into doing things for the

sake of their grades, she simply had to ask them to do something for her, and they would quickly

jump to it, just to please her.

Roger obviously just wanted to remain anonymous in the back but Rhiannon was intent

on nurturing all of her children to be all their potentials would allow so Roger held up his paper,

gulped, and began reading aloud, "

The Cathain Legend

By: Grant Lee Phillips

Bid goddess rise from mists of memory

Rise the fair Cathain

In battle the equal of every man

And every lover disdained

Her heart was locked in a round tower's keep

And none that gate could unbar

Till rose a prince in Ulster's east

His name was Conchobar

By day she taught him feats of arms

With sword and mace and bow

By night they kindled passion's fire

That only lovers know

So king and warrior thus were joined

In battles blood and love

The throne belonged to Conchobar

To Cathain the Witch's Glove"

"Okay Roger that was very good. I knew you would do a fine job. Now who should be

next?"

Hands all around rose once again, this time all of the children volunteered having seen the

praise Roger had received.

"I'm so pleased that you all want to participate. I think therefore that we should all read

the rest aloud together. Follow along now.

Dark rivals rose against the king

To challenge for his throne

All Ulster in the balance hung

Without its champion

A druid he sent to sacrifice

An offering to Cathain

A maiden fair with flaxen hair

Not once but two times slain

Two times slain

Ooh ooh ooh

But Cathain she would ne'r return

To fight the kings own war

Till druid did a virgin bring

To Conamara far

The fair Iona pure and sweet

On the self-same table lain

And by the Corclach's hungry stone

The innocent was slain

Hey hey hey

Hey hey hey

In rage the warrior goddess from

The Western Sea arose

Her bloody gauntlet dealt that day

A thousand fierce deathblows

The kingdom saved her quest complete

She sank beneath the waves

Till Ulster's sons with sacrifice

Bid her return once more"

A huge smile graced Rhiannon's full lips when they finished, "Wow, that was great! Now

all we have to do is, add the melody and were ready."

Rhiannon took out her DVD player and patched it through the room's loud speakers, "As

some of you know, I'm not just a school teacher, I'm the lead singer for my band, Sweet-N-Evil.

I'm only saying this because I had them play the melody without the vocals so we could sing

along."

Most of the children were somewhat stunned to discover that their lovely teacher by day is

the lead singer for a Rock-n-Roll band by night.

"Let's all listen to the melody first," she started the player and the class all listened to the

haunting music and its Gaelic overtones.

That day, the children left school reluctantly. The entertainment and fascinating subject

had enthralled them the whole day long and they couldn't wait to come back tomorrow to see

what Miss Rhiannon would do next.

Roger was the last to leave, as he often would be. He didn't want to leave the loving aura

of Miss Rhiannon to return home to his abusive father. He would never say anything to the

teacher for fear that he would be harmed or worse, his last remaining parent would be taken

from him, leaving him orphaned. He missed his mother terribly.

Dawn Whitham - Narrator

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Rhiannon hopped into her Ferrari and left the school for her visit with Dawn, waving at

young Roger as she went by him.

It didn't take long and Rhiannon swung into the parking lot of Dawn's tattoo parlor.

Dawn came out to greet her. (Hey, nothing sounds like a Ferrari in your driveway, but a

Ferrari in your driveway.)

Dawn moved in for a big hug of her longtime friend, "Damn girl, if I didn't know how long

you've been packing away money for that car, I would think you were a dope dealer or

something."

"You know better than that hon.. I've got investments older than this whole country,"

Rhiannon replied cheerily.

"Don't I know it? You don't look a day over four hundred either!"

"Watch yourself girl, you may be way bigger and stronger than I am but..." Rhiannon

simply let the threat trail off unspoken.

"Uncle! Sheesh, can't a girl tease you without worrying about finding herself eating flies

for the rest of her life?" Dawn backpedaled at warp speed.

"I was only teasing and you know it," Rhiannon declared as she walked into the business

with her friend.

"How long have we known each other now?" Dawn wondered aloud.

"Since you were about six years old hon., about thirty six years," Rhiannon's memory, still

as perfect as it should be.

"And now you look younger than I do," Dawn sighed.

"What's your point?"

"Nothing. I'm just waxing rhapsodic," Dawn shook herself to bring her back to the job at

hand, "We have a new candidate for transferal. This one's a real piece of work."

"Do you think you can handle another one this soon?" Rhiannon asked.

"Yes, I'm hoping for some more bulk anyway," Dawn, confirmed.

"So, tell me about our next victim?"

Dawn grabbed a file folder and handed it to Rhiannon, who took a comfortable seat across

from her and began to thumb through it.

"We are considering this electrician foreman who has numerous complaints against him

from the females that have worked for him, complaints of sexual harassment, women who get the

nastiest jobs, his attitude towards female electricians in general. We have complaints from the

men working for him as well. He was arrested for, assault and battery on three separate

occasions. One reported incident of spousal abuse is in the record. The spouse has passed away

since then leaving him a single parent of one child. His spouse died in a car accident after fleeing

their home one evening. The coroner, a lady friend of mine, determined that many of the injuries

she sustained were from before the accident occurred. She says that in her opinion the reason

for the crash was that her eyes were nearly swollen shut, making it very difficult for her to see."

"This qualifies in so many ways for our kind of punishment, however you stated that there

is a child involved. You know that I disapprove of leaving a child orphaned," Rhiannon stated

flatly, ready to toss the folder away without further consideration.

"You may wish to reconsider when I tell you the rest..." Dawn, with a mixture of anger and

sorrow, on her face, added.

"What could possible make me consider orphaning a child?" Rhiannon asked confident in

her rule's rightness.

"Look at the page with photos from the child's doctor and the emergency room."

"Oh, this poor little guy..." she declared, seeing the bruises and marks the boy sported,

"But orphaning him is still not the solution I would choose."

Dawn swallowed hard and steeled herself for what she knew would be coming, "Loo... ah

Look at the name Miss Rhiannon." Dawn, a hugely muscled woman body builder did not look as

if she would ever be afraid of anything. However, Dawn knew her godmother quite well, and so

she knew what could happen next.

As soon as Rhiannon saw the name printed on the paper, the very air in the room the two

women occupied took on a 'charged' quality. Small sparks jumped from chairs to tables and

from there to other objects in the room.

"Calm down, godmother. Don't shoot the messenger," Dawn cautioned, having been

present before when Rhiannon became enraged.

Dawn's use of the word godmother brought Rhiannon back from a blind unthinking rage,

which would have surely damaged portions of Dawn's parlor.

The fire slowly died down in Rhiannon's eyes and the sparks became fewer until they

finally stopped.

Dawn breathed a huge sigh of relief, "Thanks Rhiannon, I just bought some of this stuff

and I'd hate to have to go find it all again." Dawn smiled and gripped Rhiannon's shoulder in her

strong hand.

"Hank R. Speight! You knew?"

"Yes, I knew he is the father of one of your students," Dawn admitted.

"He's accepted as the next one, but you are going to help with the aftereffects, do you

understand?" Rhiannon's rage was closely held in-check as she stared at the image of the man,

with his hand raised, swinging on his son.

"Yes ma'am, I will do whatever you wish," Dawn pulled her godmother in for a tightly held

hug. "When do you want to do it?"

"Tomorrow night. Does Roger have any other family he can be placed with?" Rhiannon

asked, leafing through the file looking for the information.

"Don't waste your effort. Roger has no one other than his father."

"You've done such a thorough job with this, so tell me who you plan to place the child

with? Neither of us has the lifestyle needed to bring him up properly," Rhiannon rightly

determined. "You're one of the few who know who I really am, and why I couldn't do it."

"Yes godmother, and I know that my bodybuilding and business might not be the best

environment for a sensitive kid like him to grow up in. I have a lady I know who's only child, a

daughter, died a few months ago and is having a hard time filling the hole in her heart."

"Have you spoken with her about the possibilities?" Rhiannon, asked in her all-business

manor now that she was determined to see this through.

"Yes, and she was so hopeful that we could place a child with her. It nearly broke my

heart not to be able to promise her," Dawn declared, "If she gets him, she will dote on him like he

is the only reason for her to live."

"Local?"

"Yes, Roger would still be one of your students," Dawn reassured her godmother.

"It's settled then, tomorrow after school, Roger comes home with me, and Hank finds a

new home," Rhiannon stood, having made her decision. "It's going to be tough onstage tonight to

smile and sing."

"I'm sorry Rhiannon. I know what your students mean to you," Dawn hugged her

godmother once again.

"I'm sorrier that I didn't investigate this myself sooner. I've always felt protective toward

Roger and I should have followed my instincts about him," Rhiannon sadly admitted in self-

deprecation.

"You can't blame yourself," Dawn soothed.

"Poor Roger's life will be forever changed. I just have to believe it will be for the better,"

Rhiannon released herself from the hug and started for the door.

"See you tomorrow Rhiannon," Dawn waved as Rhiannon left her parlor. Dawn shuddered

suddenly, thinking of the rage Hank will be subjected to, the very next day. Dawn knew that her

friend wasn't merely named after the Celtic Goddess of the underworld. She is that very same

goddess.

Later That Evening - Narrator

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Rhiannon readied herself for tonight's performance on stage with her band, 'Sweet-N-Evil'.

Business as usual, however she paused before putting on her face to have a good cry for

her poor student.

Once she had settled down, put on her face, and donned her costume, Rhiannon joined

'Sweet-N-Evil' in front of the crowd. She smiled at the band members and told them which song

would begin tonight's performance.

Rhiannon turned and approached the microphone, saying, "I want to dedicate tonight's

opening song to one of the children I teach. This is for young Roger Speight with my hopes that

his torn life goes in a more beautiful direction starting tomorrow. The name of the song is The

'Cathain Legend,' written by: Grant Lee Phillips."

'Sweet-N-Evil' began to play for the first time on stage, 'The Cathain Legend' as sung by

Mistress Rhiannon.

The haunting melody held the audience spellbound. When she had finished the last verse,

the whole crowd was on its feet. Never had they heard such feeling and emotion poured into a

song.

That evening the performance was impeccable, however, anyone who was asked

afterwards, which song was the best would be heard to answer, "The first one." They might not

remember the name of the song, but they all remembered it was for Roger.

Come the New Day - Narrator

**********************************

Just prior to the school day's start, Rhiannon cornered Roger as he entered the school,

"Roger? Can I speak with you for a moment dear?"

Roger was so used to being in trouble for something that he slowly approached as if ready

to bolt should things get sketchy.

Rhiannon noticed right away and put his mind at ease, "You are not in trouble honey. I

just want to apologize to you."

This was something new for Roger. No adult had ever apologized to him before.

Once she had Roger safely alone Rhiannon began, "Roger, I'm sorry I was unaware of your

situation before yesterday. I should have been more observant."

Roger was puzzled at this, "Situation, Miss Rhiannon?"

Rhiannon couldn't resist any longer, she pulled the boy in for a hug.

Roger hadn't gotten a hug like this since his mother had died, which surprised him some,

but not as much as when she released him. For the first time in weeks, Roger was free from

aches and pains throughout his body. Had he inspected himself, he would have noticed that

every bruise and aching joint had disappeared from him.

"Wow, thanks Miss Rhiannon. I feel really good. You're the best hugger ever!" Roger

declared enthusiastically.

"I want you to enjoy yourself today, but before you leave to go home, I need to talk to you

again. Will you wait to talk to me after school?" she inquired, looking deeply into his eyes.

"F... F... for a little while, Dad gets really mad if I don't get home on time."

"Well, you won't have to worry about that. I've arranged things so he will never know you

were late. You trust me don't you?" Rhiannon asked the slight boy.

"More than anyone Miss Rhiannon," he declared definitively.

"Thank you Roger. Now why don't you go and play until school starts?" she let go of his

small hand with a smile.

"You're the best teacher ever Miss Rhiannon," he claimed, blushing as he ran away.

"I just wish that all of life's lessons didn't hurt so much..." she whispered to herself.

School's out For Roger - Narrator

**************************************

Rhiannon watched her classroom empty out, all but for Roger who waited as Rhiannon

had asked him to.

Rhiannon walked up to him, took his hand, and said, "Come with me Roger. We're going

for a ride in my car."

Roger could hardly believe his ears. Miss Rhiannon's car was the subject of many

students' awed whispers at the school. It was by far the coolest car any of them had ever seen.

Kids would walk out of their way just to go by it on their way home and Roger was going to get a

ride in it.

Rhiannon had to pretend not to notice Roger pinch himself to be certain that he wasn't

dreaming.

Once Roger was belted in next to Rhiannon and they were tooling from the parking lot

with many of Roger's friends watching him go by, in the Ferrari with Miss Rhiannon, he saw envy

written all over their faces and it made him grin so big it hurt his face.

"Do you like my little car Roger?"

"Oh yes, it's über cool," he admitted, but then he thought better and asked, "You aren't

going to drop me off at my house in this are you Miss Rhiannon." Roger knew that he would

catch hell if his father saw him arrive home in that car.

"Don't worry Roger, you won't be getting beaten ever again," Rhiannon promised him.

'Oh no, I'm being abducted by my teacher...' Roger thought to himself.

"You're not being kidnapped Roger. I am going to help you, and make certain that you are

with a loving parent from now on," she reassured him.

Roger was still quite frightened, so Rhiannon did the only thing she could, to spare him

from his angst, she reached out and touched his head with a single index finger and the boy

slumped over in the soft leather bucket seat, asleep.

'That should hold Roger and keep him safe until I have dealt with Hank,' she thought.

Goddess Enraged - Narrator

*********************************

Rhiannon met up with Dawn at her home with little Roger sound asleep in the passenger

seat.

Dawn was expecting them and carried the slumbering boy into her house, laying him on

the pretty guest bed, "He's even cuter in person than in the photos," she exclaimed to Rhiannon

who had followed her into the bedroom.

"I am still very concerned for Roger. I haven't wanted to extract vengeance on anyone in a

long time as much as with Hank," Rhiannon said, looking sadly at the sleeping boy before her.

The two women left him sleeping peacefully. As they closed the door, Dawn stood back

waiting while Rhiannon waved her hands in the air and brought them together in a clap like

thunder, almost more felt than heard. A shimmering luminescence hung a couple inches in front

of the door, continued along the walls to the width of the room, and then disappeared into the

wall at right angles.

"I still love seeing you do things like that! That was a guard spell on the room to protect

Roger while we're away I assume?"

"Yes, no one and nothing of this earth can harm Roger while he is enshrouded in the fog.

(You can't see it outside of the bedroom.) He will be safe and slumbering until I awaken him,

once we are through with this ugly business," Rhiannon sighed and then added, "Are you ready

to do this?"

"Yes godmother," Dawn nodded her assent.

Rhiannon whirled her hands about herself, she seemed to shimmer out of focus, and when

she could be seen again, she was wearing a glittering golden short-skirted gown with matching

thigh-high boots.

Dawn knew this look and was far more terrified of Rhiannon in Gold, than most people

would be of her in jet black. Dawn recognized this as 'Rhiannon the Goddess,' bearing little

resemblance to the Rhiannon the rest of the world knew.

Rhiannon swirled her hands about Dawn next and the muscular lady was dressed in a

similar dress though hers wasn't the same pattern, her mid-drift and arms were exposed,

accompanied by gold armbands and gauntlets. Dawn appeared more warrior than as a tattoo

artist. The outfit was finished off with a golden mask, hiding Dawn's face with that of an enraged

Amazon.

"Let's visit Hank invisibly at first," Rhiannon suggested, snapping her fingers and the two

winked out from Dawn's house, appearing ethereally above Hank in his living room.

Hank was seated in front of his television in his jockeys, swilling beer and staring at a

baseball game, "Where is that fuckin' kid?" he muttered.

"Sum bitch needs to make dinner and clean up this shit hole," he drunkenly declared.

"Hafta teach that fuck a lesson when he gets here. I told him not to be late no more!" Hank

angrily threw his beer bottle across the living room where it exploded into small shards of glass.

"Hafta get mah own damn beer now!"

Hank got up and made his way into the kitchen.

Rhiannon and Dawn floated over to Roger's room and found a very Spartan place. Roger

had a small bed, a desk with a folding chair, a dresser, and very few toys, all of which were neatly

stored on a shelf.

The women floated over Hank's room and discovered a rat's nest. Bed unmade, dirty

clothes strewn about, Playboy Magazines laying open all over, and beer bottles laying all about on

the floor.

The two ethereal women floated back towards the living room, which was tidy, but it was

evident that little Roger was the one charged with cleaning it.

Hank was again, seated in front of the TV and downing another beer, with four more

stacked next to his chair for him to grab so he wouldn't need to get up again soon.

The kitchen was clean and there were only a few dished in the sink, waiting for someone

to wash them, most likely Roger.

"Where the fuck is that worthless fucking kid?" came from Hank in the living room and it

was punctuated with a loud belch.

The air in the room took on an electrically charged quality. Little sparks flew from

furniture to walls and floor.

Even though he was drunk, Hank took notice, "What-the-fuck?" he exclaimed looking all

about the room. He finally saw the two golden female forms solidify right in front of his chair.

"Holy shit, where'd you come from?"

"Hank Roger Speight, the Goddess Rhiannon has come to extract retribution. What do

you have to say for yourself?" Rhiannon announced, her voice ringing as though through an

amplified echo chamber.

"Fuck you ain't nothing but Roger's big tittied teacher! Ha! You come for some of Hank's

cock eh? It don't matter. Whatever you came for, you're in my house, so you're mine!" Hank

rose from his easy chair unsteadily staggering over towards the women he towered over.

"You have confirmed the judgment of Rhiannon with your vile intentions. My enforcer

shall take from you what she needs and leave the rest to me!"

"Yah baby, come and get some!" Hank directed his stagger towards the woman who

appeared chiseled from golden marble.

Behind her mask, Dawn's face broke into a demonic grin, closely approximating the one

her mask sported.

As soon as he was within reach, Dawn wrapped her hugely muscled arms around Hank

who immediately went limp as she lifted him off the floor.

"What you doing?" Hank cried out, totally helpless in her steely grip.

Rhiannon chanted, "Dha nerth remüvya an Dawn." ( * See translation at the end.)

To any casual observer they would have seen Hanks arms shrink in bulk, his muscular

legs diminish in mere seconds, his shoulders and chest loose all their definition, his stature

diminish, and his face become almost androgynous.

At the same time, Dawn appeared to gain size and definition to her entire physique. Dawn

grew no taller, nor did she take on any masculine attributes, and in fact her breast size increased

substantially.

When she was done with him, Dawn could hold up what was left with one hand. She had

to bunch up his clothes though, lest they fall off him.

"Rhiannon wishes to see what is left of his manhood," Rhiannon declared, more for Hank's

sake than her own. Rhiannon had seen this enough times before to know exactly what was left.

Dawn allowed Hank's pants to fall to the floor from his thin hips and near anorexic body.

"I don't think you will be using that for a weapon again Hanky. You're not hung any better

now than most ten year old boys," Rhiannon taunted.

Hank now as weak, as a kitten, looked down at his crotch and upon seeing his shriveled

penis and testicles, he began to cry.

"You don't deserve to be a man Hank. Beating that poor sweet son of yours, Roger, and

his mother, you have abused your strength, and now you've lost it. Should there be any doubt in

your mind, you've also lost Roger. I shall take him to my bosom and he shall be reborn to a

loving parent who will appreciate what a special person Roger is."

"Finish disrobing him," Rhiannon ordered.

Hank was easily slipped out of his now, oversized clothing. He looked like a scrawny

teenage boy, who is small for his age.

"I could leave you like this Hank. You would never become stronger. You would never

become larger in any dimension, no matter how much you worked out, or how many steroids you

took. You would never become more masculine in any way. However, never let the Goddess

Rhiannon be said to be compassionless. Prepare yourself Hank. The Goddess of metamorphosis

will give you a life where being small and weak can be an asset."

Rhiannon raised both hands, fingers splayed widely over her head, in an attitude

reminiscent of someone ready to pounce on their prey.

She began to chant, "Dewes Rhiannon brüsy hem tebeles dhe an deleth cussya a benenek

tekter ha yeunes." ( ** See translation at the end.)

Pink clouds of smoke emanated from her palms and directed towards the form on the

floor, which lay in a fetal position. Hank seemed to soften and fill out some. Hank's butt spread

wider and plumped up into twin soft crescents.

His face seemed to shrink and become all eyes and lips, accented by high cheekbones and

a small upturned nose.

Hank's narrow shoulders began moving together sporting large soft nipples hanging in

front and between them. Behind those enlarging nipples, there appeared to be balloons, which

were quickly being, inflated. Larger and larger they became, as his nipples puffed out like

marshmallows on top of the balloons.

Hank moaned and you could hear it gain in pitch until it reached unrealistically high

tones, like those of tiny young girl.

His waist pinched in, farther and farther becoming ridiculously small in circumference.

The last thing to go Hank reached out to hold onto, attempting to keep it from slipping

away. However, it did no good, Hank's once proud cock shank away in his dainty little hands

until he was gripping his clitoris, centered above his new, long, wet slit.

Hank's changes kept going until he was any male's wet dream girl.

Hank couldn't seem to release his clit and discovered that his vulva was drooling a huge

puddle of lubrication onto the rug. Hank twisted and yanked on his hand trying to let go, but

the more he did, the wetter, and the shorter of breath he became.

Without ever having meant to, Hank orgasmed in gushing bliss in no time.

His orgasm seemed to cloud his mind, though he continued to try to release his clitoris.

Hank soon discovered that since now he was a girl, he could easily be, brought to orgasm time

and time again. After Hank had yanked himself to a half dozen mind numbing orgasms, his

mind could no longer take the intense stimulation and he fainted.

"Gather up that nymphomaniac slut and bring her with us," Rhiannon ordered Dawn, and

being familiar with the drill, she lifted the soft creature into her strong arms as Rhiannon

teleported the two to Dawn's tattoo parlor and the locked rooms it contained in the basement.

"Good news girls! I brought you another playmate. When she wakes up, I'll put her in

with the rest of you to get acquainted," Dawn announced as she placed the unconscious form

onto a femininely draped bed in an empty cell and locked it behind her.

Roger's Dilemma - Narrator

********************************

"Now we do the hard part," Rhiannon sighed, as she translated them back to Dawn's

house.

"Do you want to change us before... or should we do this in official garb?" Dawn asked

Rhiannon as they approached the spell locked room.

"Roger needs to know," Rhiannon informed her, "So now, another mortal will grow up

knowing my secret. However, I don't mind this one. He reminds me of one forty years past."

"I know dear godmother. I hope he acclimates well," Dawn agreed with her ancient friend.

Rhiannon slid her hand through the shimmering field as if it were a knife blade, bursting

the bubble of protection. She opened the door and the two entered to watch over Rogers' sleeping

form.

"Awaken my child," she commanded.

Roger yawned and stretched. When his eyes beheld his teacher decked out and

shimmering with golden power, standing next to a woman with more muscles that he had ever

seen on a lady he let out a tiny shriek.

"Calm yourself Roger Lukas Speight," Rhiannon spoke in that echoing voice she had used

with his father not long before. "Rhiannon, Goddess of the Moon, has taken you into her

protection. Your sole remaining parent, Hank, has been punished for his many crimes against

you, your mother, women, and others in general. I regret deeply that this means you will never

see him again," tears were streaming from her eyes, "Fear not my child. Rhiannon will replace

that which you have lost, with better than you had. If you will allow me to, I will explain further,

though I prefer to do it as your friend and teacher, not as the Goddess Rhiannon. May I?"

Roger's eyes were the size of saucers as he nodded his ascent.

Rhiannon whirled her hands first around Dawn, and then about herself, restoring both

Dawn and herself to the clothing they were wearing when first this evening began.

Rhiannon now in the dress and voice Roger was familiar with came to the boy and sat on

the bed next to him.

Dawn took the opposite side, as she was now much softer looking without, her muscles

being pumped up, and having her heart go out to the young boy's plight.

"Roger, I want you to meet my friend, Dawn Whitham. I have known Dawn since she was

as young as you are now," Rhiannon introduced.

"H... how can that be? She looks older than you do Miss Rhiannon," he stammered,

momentarily having forgotten all about how mad his father would be when he came home late.

"I was not just play-acting a minute ago Roger. I really am a Goddess. I was constrained

to live on earth after I fell in love with and married a mortal. His name was Pwyll. (Pronounced

Poo-ul.) He died long ago and I loved him deeply," Rhiannon explained.

Roger dove at her, hugging her, saying, "I'm so sorry Miss Rhiannon."

"Thank you dear. It has been over a thousand years since I lost him, but I still know the

pain. I grieve with you too Roger. You lost your mother not long ago, and now I have been forced

to take away your father. I can help fill those holes in your sole, if you agree to what I propose. I

won't make you do it, but I believe for you, it will be best. I know how your father was treating

you. How you cooked, cleaned, and waited on him, only to receive beatings for your love and

efforts. You deserve better and I want to see that you get it."

"Is he really gone?"

Rhiannon nodded her head to affirm that he was.

"Your father isn't dead. You need to know this. You would never recognize him if you

were to see him again. His form was changed to aid in his punishment. Goddess Rhiannon does

not kill to punish. She has far better ways to show mortals the error of their ways," Rhiannon

elucidated.

Roger's eyes lost focus as the knowledge sank in. He finally spoke, "I hope you don't think

I'm rotten Miss Rhiannon, but I can't cry for him."

"No, Roger, I think you might cry for him later. However, he doesn't deserve it. You need

to start a new life and I want to help you do that. Do you trust me?" Rhiannon asked the boy.

Roger looked at his small hands and meekly said, "I trust you Miss Rhiannon. What do

you want to do with me?"

"For one thing Roger, your father's disappearance has made things so that you couldn't be

in my school anymore if you remain, who and what you are. It would be necessary to have you

placed in a foster home, and at your age, those are usually a dead end. I don't want to have that

happen. I know a lady in the area who lost her daughter in a tragic accident recently and she

needs a child as much as you need a parent."

"The difficult part is, I want you to remain my student, and to live a fulfilling life with me

near to watch out for you. What will have to happen to do all these things is that Roger must be

gone. I will have to make you appear to be someone else entirely. Would you allow me to do that

for you?" Rhiannon asked.

"I guess so Miss Rhiannon. Who would I be?" Roger questioned.

"I want to make you so that no one would ever suspect that you are Roger, and to make

the lady who would be your mother happy again. That would mean I have to make you a girl,

Roger. You don't have to decide immediately, but I need an answer tonight, before things happen

that might make it awkward for us," Rhiannon cautiously put her plan to the sweet boy.

"Would you make it so I like being a girl?" Roger asked, with his eyes wide with wonder.

"I guarantee it. One thing that I must insist on though, is that you can never tell anyone

who I really am and what I can do. That can be hard sometimes, just ask Dawn, she's kept my

secret for forty years."

"It has been difficult godmother, but it has also been one of my greatest joys, knowing

you," Dawn squeezed her godmother's elbow to accent her admission.

"Won't the other kids know it's me in a dress?" Roger fretted.

"Let's see if you know it's you in a dress and I think that will tell you," Rhiannon stood,

holding her hands as she had with Hank, "Hem tullwysk a gwregoleth rak ty," the pink smoke

gathered about the boy, as she chanted. ( *** See translation at the end.)

The changes he underwent were nowhere near as drastic as his father had experienced.

Roger's nipples became soft and puffy, his face rearranged in such a way that he might be

mistaken for one of Rhiannon's relatives, as it took on a softer look. Unlike his father, Roger's

clothes morphed with him, becoming a pretty, pink, sun dress with knee high socks and patent

leather shoes.

Rhiannon took Roger over to a mirror, "Do you know this person?"

"Never seen her before," Roger admitted, looking the new him up and down, having trouble

believing it was he that looked back.

"Would you mistake what you see for a boy?"

"No way!" Roger agreed.

"Will you be this lovely girl for me, so that I may introduce you to your mother?" Rhiannon

asked.

Roger rather uncouthly, grabbed his crotch, to make certain that it was as it now felt to

him, "Wow this feels weird... but it's okay."

"You won't be looked at as a boy in a dress, or even as Roger who was turned into a girl,

you are a real girl and you don't look anything like you did. Your classmates will get to meet the

new girl," Rhiannon reassured the changed girl.

"What's my name? If I'm to be someone else what should I be called?"

"How about Tamara? That was the name of an old friend of mine. She was a protector

and a water goddess. Do you like that name?" Rhiannon asked the still stunned newly minted

girl.

"Did she have big boobs too?" she asked innocently.

Rhiannon and Dawn both laughed heartily.

"Yes, she was even bigger than I am," Rhiannon recalled, "A great river flowed from her

breasts to protect all of Cornwall."

"Wow, she had really big boobs then! Am I going to have boobs that big when I grow up?"

"Well, you won't be a goddess, but yes, you will have some lovely huge boobs. That is if

you want them," Rhiannon added the caveat to allow the new girl to decline having them.

"Oh no, if I have to be a girl I want to be pretty like you," Roger hugged Rhiannon tightly,

and knew that he was no longer Roger, but now, Tamara.

"Don't be alarmed now Tamara. Dawn and I need to change again," with that, Rhiannon

took on her 'official' persona and translated the three of them to the home of Tamara's potential

mother, Conni Cromwell.

They found Conni sitting at her kitchen table eating a light supper. When the three

popped into existence across the table from her, she dropped her fork with a clatter and a sharp

intake of breath.

"Fear not, Conni Ashleigh Cromwell. The goddess Rhiannon is not here to harm you.

Rhiannon has heard of your loss and broken heart. Rhiannon is here to offer something to fill

the hole in your heart. Know that should you accept, how well you perform will be closely

watched. Rhiannon offers you the opportunity to be mother to this orphan, who is part of her

heart. How say you Conni?"

"I must be dreaming... but on the wild chance that I'm not, yes, I would love to have

another daughter," Conni declared with a suspicious expression on her face.

"Conni, meet your new daughter, Tamara Ashleigh Cromwell. Come the morning, you will

discover that legally Tamara is the fraternal twin to the daughter you lost. Care for her well, lest

Rhiannon discover your failings," with that Rhiannon and Dawn disappeared, leaving Tamara

and Conni alone in the kitchen.

Tamara's Story - Tamara

*****************************

I woke up in the middle of a big bed in what looked like a girl's room. I must have fallen

asleep in Miss Rhiannon's car.

Miss Rhiannon, in a golden dress stood near, with another golden lady, who has really big

muscles. The two of them seem to shimmer and glow as I stared at them.

I yelped, but Miss Rhiannon told me that she was really a Goddess. I know better than to

contradict grownups so I just listened.

She told me that she had punished my dad, but more likely, he's been arrested again,

which means that when he gets home I'm going to get it.

I started to believe her when she changed out of the golden dress right before my eyes and

I could finally see the face of the other woman.

Her voice changed too, now it was as she is at school.

The things she told me were so incredible and sad. She really must be a goddess

especially if the other woman is really younger than she is.

She told me that dad isn't dead, but that I won't see him again. Who will take care of me

now? True, dad wasn't much, but he was all I had.

When she offered me a new mother, that was tough enough to believe, but when she

added that she wanted me to be a girl too, I was starting to have trouble accepting that. Girls

look way different than boys do and I would look funny wearing a dress. Everyone would laugh

and call me names.

Miss Rhiannon turned golden again and said some strange words, which made me feel all

funny. The next thing I knew, I'm standing in front of a mirror looking at a really pretty girl that

I've never seen before, but her lips move when mine do.

I had to make sure the strange feeling I had between my legs was real, cause it felt like my

thing was gone. When I grabbed myself down there I knew it was true. It felt like my butt went

all the way from back to front!

If I wasn't sure that Rhiannon was a goddess before, I sure am now.

She named me after a friend, another goddess in fact. The funny part is that she says

when I grow up I'll have big boobs like her. That's cool because I always liked Miss Rhiannon's

big bumps. They make all the men act so silly when she's talking to them and she stands out

from all of the other women. I don't understand why some of them look at her so funny though.

Suddenly Miss Rhiannon... uh, no... Goddess Rhiannon, Dawn, and I are in another

house with a lady eating a salad. I think she almost passed out when we popped in.

Goddess Rhiannon asked her to be my mom and she accepted! This is neat. Maybe I will

be okay after all.

When Goddess Rhiannon and Dawn disappeared, my new mom and I were alone in her

kitchen.

"Y... y... you're still here?" Conni stammered.

"Yes mother, where else would I be?" I asked.

Mother leapt up from the table and grabbed me in a bear hug, "Oh dear god, I have a

daughter." She began soaking my new dress with her tears.

I wasn't sure how to take her crying so I asked her, "You are going to be my new mother,

aren't you?"

"I don't really know what just happened, but if it is true, I so want to be your mother, that

it hurts," Conni wept.

"It was real mother. The goddess Rhiannon promised to replace my father with a loving

mother," I told her, because if I'm a girl now, it had to be real.

"You had a father?" mother asked me.

"Yes, but Rhiannon punished him for hitting me so much and so, he can't be my father

anymore. She said you needed a daughter and I needed a mother. Am I okay for a daughter? I

don't know much about being a girl, but I'll try really hard," I promised.

"How can you not know how to be a girl sweetie?"

"Because I was a boy a half an hour ago," I told her.

The next thing I know, mom has passed out onto the floor. I didn't know moms got drunk

too, so I did as I would for dad. I slipped a comforter that I found on the sofa under her and

dragged her to the couch. Then I piled up cushions in front of the couch and rolled her up onto

the sofa, making sure that she was on her side, in case she threw up. I took off her dress and

folded it up on the coffee table so it wouldn't be wrinkled.

I put everything back where it was and then washed mom's plate. It took me a few

minutes to find out where she kept the dishes so I could put it away.

I went in to check on mom and she was okay. It was awfully quiet though. I'm used to

dad leaving the television blaring on some kind of sports game.

I was on my knees looking into her face to see if she was all right when her eyes opened.

That never happened with dad so I asked, "Are you okay mom?"

"What? What happened?" she mumbled.

"You passed out, just like dad used to. You're not going to hit me are you? I did

everything right didn't I?" I asked her worriedly.

"What? Where's my dress?"

"I folded it on the coffee table. I didn't know where you keep your clothes," I figured that

might be a good enough excuse that she wouldn't be mad.

"How the heck did you get me onto the sofa, little one?" Conni asked, now starting to come

fully awake.

"The same way I used to do for dad. He was a lot heavier, but I was a little stronger then

too. I made a pile of cushions and rolled you up there," I supplied. It's funny dad never asked

how he got onto the couch."

"You dear sweet thing! I'm so sorry!" Conni declared, weeping and holding Tamara tightly.

"I didn't 'pass out' honey. I fainted. I can't believe you took care of me though. I should be

taking care of you."

"That's okay, I'm used to it," I told her, "but I'm more used to getting hit than hugged. I

like being hugged a lot better."

"I don't know who your father was honey, but whatever Rhiannon did to him, I hope one

day he realizes what a treasure he lost. Come with me sweetie. I want to show you around your

new home," Conni said, picking me up and heading for the kitchen.

"Where... what happened to my dirty dishes?" Conni asked aloud.

"I washed them and put them away," I told her, but I began to tremble, thinking that she

might not have been done eating. "I hope you were done..."

"Oh my god! You're trembling. What's wrong honey?" Conni forgot all about the dishes.

"You're not going to hit me are you?" I worried.

"Never! I promise Tamara. I will never hit you, ever!" Conni swore.

"Okay..." I was glad she said that but it was hard to stop shaking.

"Don't worry, I was done eating. Thank you for cleaning up my mess too," she confirmed,

stroking my long blonde hair. "I am beginning to really hate your father dear. Why don't you try

to forget that life now and relax while we look around, okay?"

"Okay. Wow, you smell nice," I declared, nuzzling into her shoulder.

"Thank you honey. I will make you smell pretty and teach you everything about being a

girl. When you told me that you were a boy before, I couldn't handle all of the new things that

had happened tonight, that's why I fainted, not because I was inebriated... uh, drunk," Conni

realized that I might not know the big word.

"Uh, I think I need to go, but I don't know where the potty is and I never went as a girl

before," I informed my new mom.

"Oh my! Well, come on," she carried me to the bathroom and set me on the floor.

I went to pull out my thing, but it wasn't there anymore.

"You really were a boy! Here darling, pull your panties down and sit on the seat as if you

were going poop," she told me, while helping me with my soft undies.

"Gosh, those feel lots nicer than my old shorts," I said, holding onto her to steady myself.

Conni giggled, "Sweetie, if you like that, I promise that you'll never have to wear anything

but the softest, smoothest, prettiest things I can find. Okay, sit down."

I sat on the seat with my panties around my ankles and nothing happened. I looked over

to mother worriedly.

"Relax your butt muscles hon.," she instructed.

That seemed to work as I heard the pee flowing into the bowl, but it splashed all over my

bottom, "Oops, I got some pee on me..." I blushed.

Conni laughed brightly, "Sweetie, girls always do, that's why you have to wipe when you

are done. Here wipe like this," she showed me how by wiping my butt for me.

"Thank you," I told her, nobody had been this nice to me since mom died.

"It is my pleasure dear. Now pull up your panties and wash you hands."

We both washed our hands and when we were done, she hugged me again, "God, I love

you. I am so happy I can't hardly stand it."

"I love you too mother," I replied. It was strange calling her that, but it felt right.

Conni led me to a bedroom and walked me to the bed, which she lifted me onto, "This is

going to be your room. I know my daughter would want you to have all of her things. I kept it

just the way she had it before..." Conni couldn't finish that sentence.

"I'm sorry mommy," I held her and she stopped her tears.

"You are almost too good honey," Conni assured me, "I should be comforting you."

"Why? I have a new mom who won't hit me and a pretty room with lots of new things," I

asked her mystified as to her concerns.

"Never mind right now hon.. Tomorrow you and I are going shopping and I'm going to

spend a small fortune on you. Would you like that?" she smiled reassuringly.

"It's not my birthday or anything," I informed her because I didn't want her to spend a lot

of money for no reason.

"I know sweetie. I want to do something for you because you made me so happy. I want

you to have some of your very own things too, not just hand me downs."

"I don't mind using my sister's clothes and stuff," I offered. I must have said something

really bad because she began weeping really hard.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean it, whatever I said. Don't cry..." I frantically told her, hugging

her around the neck.

"No... no, Tamara, you didn't say anything wrong. You made me so happy when you

referred to my daughter as your sister. God she would have been so happy to have had you as a

sister."

"Okay, I just thought..."

"Shh... honey, it's getting late and I need to get you into a soft and pretty nightie," Conni

stated, standing and going to a drawer in the white, flower covered dresser, "Hmm, I think this is

the right one." Conni pulled out a sheer baby blue baby doll and held it up for Tamara to see.

"Girls wear those to bed?" I was astonished. I had never seen anything like it.

"Strip Tamara and I will enfold you in softness," Conni smiled knowing I would love the

feeling.

I started taking off my shiny black shoes and socks, which wasn't difficult. Next, I

dropped the panties, but I couldn't find where the dress was fastened to me.

Conni giggled at my struggles and said, "Here honey, it's zippered up the back," and she

unzipped me, letting the dress fall to the floor.

I was surprised to find out that I had something around my chest, "What's this?"

"Oh my, honey, you're wearing a training bra already. Here, I'll get it off you," Conni told

me as she unhooked it.

I looked it over and saw a pretty, pink rose in the middle of it.

"Oh goodness, I guess you needed that bra too," Conni said in mild shock.

"Huh?" I said, looking down at my chest. I was surprised to see big soft nipples with tiny

bumps behind them, "What happened to me?"

"Nothing sweetie. You are just developing a little earlier than most girls your age. It's

nothing to worry about. I bet you will have boobs like your protector, Rhiannon, when you grow

up," she remarked chattily as she looked over my new body. "You are quite developed for a eight

year old. I suppose that was a gift from your goddess."

I was a little ashamed so I told mom, "I was afraid I wouldn't look like a girl when she

changed me. I think she wanted me to feel like a real girl."

"You sure look like one honey. Hold still, now step into these panties," Conni held them

for me to get into, "Now prepare yourself," she said as she floated the gossamer top over my head.

The silky feeling whispered to my soft skin all the way down. I shivered.

"Does that feel nice?"

"It makes me feel like I peed a little..." I confessed with a blush.

"That's what happens to girls when they get excited honey. It's like when your thing got

hard before, very natural, and good, for you. We'll talk about that more later though," she

assured me.

I yawned big.

"You must be tired sweetie, gosh, especially after hauling my big body around the house. I

can't thank you enough for that. You're so special. I promise to do my best to deserve an

extraordinary girl like you," she kissed my cheek, turned down the bed, put me into it, and then

tucked me in.

"Thanks," I said with a tear in my eye.

"What's the matter? Why the tear?"

"I haven't been tucked in since mom died..."

She hugged and kissed me saying, "Get used to it, because I'm tucking you in for a long

time."

Mom turned out the lights and I let the darkness take me.

Hank's World - Hank

I was startled when those golden bitches appeared in my place, but when the one hugged

me, and I shrank, I knew that it was just another drunken nightmare.

Therefore when the little one with huge giant knockers started chanting and turned me

into a booby slut, it was just more nightmare to me. Of course, I've never orgasmed like that in a

dream, but there is the first time for everything.

When I woke up though and saw the huge woman with the muscles towering over me I

began to think it might not have been a dream.

The woman grabbed my huge nipple and twisted it painfully and I screeched in a voice so

high I scared myself.

"Wondering where these lovely nipples came from bitch? Are you wondering why I'm so

big and you're so small?" Dawn began her training of the new addition to her stable. "Well if you

remember in your drunken stupor, I took your strength and a very pissed off goddess made you

into a slut."

"Got to wake up now Hank," I told myself in a Munchkin high female voice. "Got to make

sure that worthless kid made my lunch and left for school..."

That statement got me punched square in the mouth, bam! I had never seen stars like

that before. I screamed like a sissy. 'What the hell is going on?' I thought.

"If ever I hear you refer to that incredible, loving child like that again bitch, you will regret

it for all time!" Dawn screamed into Hank's swollen lipped face.

'Maybe that could get me out of this?' I thought, so I said, "Where is Roger?"

"There is no Roger anymore. Roger was taken by the goddess Rhiannon to his reward for

putting up with a scumbag father like YOU!" Dawn screamed three inches from Hank's new face.

Dawn smiled and added, "Not that you could father anything with the pussy between your

legs now! Haw, haw, haw!"

My hand moved like lightning to my crotch to confirm what I already knew to be true.

"Horny already this morning Hanky? That I am prepared to help you out with," Dawn

declared, moving back away from Hank.

"Stand up bitch, you need a bath!" Dawn ordered.

I must not have stood quickly enough, because Dawn snatched my hair and pulled me to

my tiny feet. "Ahh," I yelled.

"You had better get it through that air head of yours slut, you do what I say, when I say it,

and as quickly as possible! You got that slut?" Dawn whispered menacingly into my shell-like

ear.

"Yes ma'am," I squeaked back.

"I love the silly voice Rhiannon gave you, it makes you sound like such a sex toy," Dawn

exclaimed, "Now, follow me and be quick about it."

She set me back onto my feet, which were hard to keep flat on the floor as I followed her.

The way my body jiggled and shook with every step was distracting to say the least. I found

myself staring at the giant mountains of flesh hanging off the front of me, getting hotter with

every step.

"That's right, take your drooling snatch into the bath tub and start washing," she

commanded.

I was too frightened of what she might do if I disobeyed, so I quickly climbed into the

warm, sweet smelling bath water. "Ooh," I moaned as the oily water swept over my voluptuous

body.

"I can see your new body's imperatives have begun to take over. Soon you will be

operating on autopilot. Yielding to that body's every yearning," Dawn laughed demonically.

I forgot what she was talking about almost immediately. The feeling of the soap sliding

over my soft, smooth body was foremost in my thoughts. When I soaped up my voluminous

breasts I nearly slipped below the water. Every rub on them had me moaning and my split

bottom was nearly burning with desire.

"Do you like having boobs Hanky? Where is that macho swinging dick attitude now?"

Dawn taunted, even though she knew that, my feminized male mind was enshrouded in the

pleasures of my new flesh. She knew I could hear her, but was unable to do anything about it.

After I had washed all over, though my being new to femininity, I hadn't known that I

missed a vital spot, so the muscle broad said, "That was very good Hanky, but you missed a

spot."

Dawn took a fat douche bag from a nearby hanger and hung it back up near the tub.

When she grabbed the business end to hand to me, my eyes grew round as teacup saucers, "You

need to shove this up inside you hon.. I'll handle turning the flow on."

I knew that if I didn't immediately do as she ordered, I would wind up in pain. I grabbed

the penis shaped end from her and began slowly easing it into my new cunt.

'This is so humiliating!' I thought as it pushed out the inner walls of my vagina.

I knew about douching. I was married at one time, but this wasn't quite the same. I could

feel a warm, thick oil begin oozing out from between my legs into the water, "What the Fuck?" I

exclaimed.

I was slapped upside my head, "My bitches don't swear. Don't make me remind you

again!" Dawn growled.

Everything seemed to feel better, or hurt more than I have ever experienced before. I was

almost shocked when I began crying.

"Aw, did I hurt the big strong Hanky?" Dawn asked in a 'cutie' voice. "How's it feel to be

the little, soft, easily-hurt person? Don't you wish you were that big strong mean asshole that

you were yesterday? It wouldn't have done you any good though. I am easily twice as strong as

you ever were."

"However, I don't want you to think that I will hit you whenever you do something wrong.

You won't be hit, after your training is complete. Until then, I must be strict. You will be in

training for at least a month so get used to it, bitch. The more feminine you act, the less likely

you are to be punished. You are here to learn to be a proper slut, and you will learn it well."

"Ah, it looks like your lubrication is finished. Pull out the probe but insert this right

away," Dawn handed me a penis shaped dildo with an indent around the base next to the flat

bottom.

I whimpered but did as she ordered. The dildo slid in easily, bottomed out and my labia

tightened around the indent, keeping the dildo from falling out.

Dawn grabbed a towel and had me stand while she draped it around me, helping me out of

the tub. I started to rub myself dry with the towel and quickly discovered that my new skin was

way too delicate for that kind of thing.

"I bet you won't forget that lesson. It hurts to rub a towel on your girly soft skin now,

doesn't it?"

"Y... yes," I stammered.

"You are just a sissy weak girl now Hanky. Here, you need two towels now that you're a

girl," Dawn said, handing me a towel for my long blonde hair.

I looked at it, but had no idea how to wrap it around my head.

"You are pathetic! Here, flip your hair forward, now wrap the towel like this," Dawn

instructed.

Once she had it on me I looked at myself in the mirror. I saw an incredibly sexy 'Gent

Magazine' type model in a big fluffy towel staring back at me. A tear began rolling down her

cheek as I watched.

"Aw, poor baby. Maybe you should have been a human being and you wouldn't be in that

gorgeous sexy body. You heard Rhiannon's curse, didn't you?"

"I heard her say some mumbo jumbo," I replied.

"Yah, well that mumbo jumbo is an ancient Celtic language. I'll translate it for you. The

first thing she said was, 'Your strength transfers to Dawn,' which you probably could have

guessed from the outcome. The second thing she said was, 'Goddess Rhiannon sentences this

wicked person to the suitable curse of womanly beauty and yearning.' I'll let that meaning unfold

to you over the next couple of weeks," Dawn said, snickering.

"Now, slip these panties on and then I'll help you with the bra," Dawn told me, handing me

some pink lacy panties.

I pulled those on without incident, but when she wrapped the bra around me and fastened

it in place, I moaned like a slut.

"Good girl. Acting like a slut is exactly what I want to see. Keep that up and maybe you

will be through with training early," Dawn declared while she finished the adjustment of the

straps.

I wasn't expecting the garter belt she slipped onto me, or the silk stockings, which followed

that.

When the slip flowed over me as if it were whispering to my skin all the way down, I

shuddered and moaned, which made Dawn quite happy.

"Hanky, look at those nipples poking through your bra as if they were screaming, 'Horny

bitch here'," Dawn snickered as she ran her hand over my protruding nipples, which only served

to make them more pronounced. "Just like walking around with a boner."

I could feel my face heat up.

"Well, you have blushing down. Let's go on to the next sissy girl lesson. First though, you

might want to pee," she pointed to the toilet.

'Oh, pee,' I thought. 'Okay, no stupid typical male mistakes.'

I walked over to the toilet. Pulled down my panties... well I tried to pull down my panties.

They stopped right at the top of my nylons.

"This lesson is to remind you that when wearing a garter and hose, always lace the straps

of the garter through your panties so that you can slip them off when you want to pee," Dawn

instructed.

I unlatched the hose and pulled my panties down, and then I could sit and pee. I even

remembered to wipe my... my... my butt, before standing back up. This time I affixed my garter

straps to the hose and then pulled my panties up. 'Oh my god, did I just think that? 'I pulled up

my panties'?' I thought to myself in near panic.

"You look like you've just come to the realization that you'll be wearing panties for the rest

of your days, didn't you Hanky?" Dawn mocked. "Well it's even worse than that, but you'll figure

that out for yourself soon enough."

I made no reply. I simply smoothed the slip along my flanks.

"Well, here is your dress for today," Dawn said, proffering a shimmering black silk dress.

I was afraid to take it, for I knew that putting it on would make me shiver and moan, but I

also knew that if I didn't Dawn would kick my ass.

I did my best to put it on without allowing it to caress my body, but no matter how careful

I was the last couple of inches was all it took.

This time Dawn only smiled and then said, "How do you like that cleavage out in front of

you hon.?"

I looked for the first time at what was a half an acre of cleavage jutting off the front of me.

How could I have ignored this for so long? I reached up and supported my bra-encased boobs

with my hands.

To say that I moaned would be an understatement. The silk of the dress, the feel of my

hands on my boobs, and the feel of the lace on my hands, all worked together to promote the

sexiest feeling I've ever experienced.

When I began rubbing my boobs from below and moaning harder Dawn stopped me

saying, "Not yet my pretty, soon though. Put your motor on idle for a short while." She was

almost gentle in the way she said it, which surprised me more than if she'd hit me.

I released the girls and followed her, when she beckoned.

"You need to eat something Hanky," she stated as she led me to a small kitchenette.

I saw there were sausages and eggs benedict waiting there, "Is that for me?"

"It sure is honey. Meet me back in your room when you're done," Dawn said, and then left

the room.

I sat down, being careful to smooth my dress before I sat down. (Where in the hell did that

come from?) I looked at my breakfast and was entranced in a way foreign to me. The sausages

looked very good so I licked one to see if I liked it. That was nice, so I picked it up, and to my

disgust, I stuck it whole into my mouth, licking it and sucking the juices out of it.

I was grossed out when I realized that I was giving a sausage a blowjob! I dropped the

thing as if it were a snake, and then picked up the English muffin with the egg on it. My tongue

flicked out and came back coated with the thick salty goo of the egg and hollandaise sauce. It

tasted wonderful, so I licked it until there was no more of the salty thick liquid left.

Only after I had finished off licking the egg clean, did I realize that it was about the same

consistency and near what I had heard from ladies what sperm tasted like.

I've been made into a wanton female sex machine. I knew right then that there would be

no sex act, which I could decline. I would yearn for a sex from anyone!

I walked back to my room on the high heels that Dawn had me wear, with my blonde

haired head hung down in defeat. No matter how hard I tried, I'd be a sex toy for anyone who

would have me.

I opened the door to my room, was greeted by Dawn, who looked up from the book she

was reading, (Written by some hack whose name started with a W...) "Ah, all done with breakfast

already? Great, wait here and I'll be back in a minute," she declared as she stood and left.

She returned a few minutes later with a ravishing beauty in tow, "Hanky, I want you to

meet Duany. I'll be back after you two sluts get to know each other better." Dawn left chuckling

to herself.

Duany remarked as Dawn left, "Oh my god, Hanky, you got it bad didn't you?"

"You look pretty hot too, so why do you think that I 'got it' bad?" I asked the buxom

fantasy before me.

"The sheer size of your boobs and your height, Rhiannon makes you shorter and bustier

for worse offenses," Duany supplied, "and you are the shortest, bustiest one of all of us."

"All of us?" I asked with trepidation.

"There are eleven of us here right now, but I think that Darrel will be leaving soon," Duany

informed me.

I was shaking and biting my lip by then, so Duany said, "Yup, you got it bad alright. It's

okay Hanky, I want you almost as much as you want me." She approached me and caressed my

huge protruding nipples.

"Ooh, that feels so good," I moaned and returned the favor.

She planted her big soft lips against mine and forced her tongue into my mouth, which I

accepted without complaint. She pushed me down onto the bed and popped one of my giant

boobs out of the top of my dress.

I was helpless to resist. All I could do was try to stimulate her as she expertly played my

nipple into a clenched point of intense pleasure firing lightning into my helpless brain.

I could feel her unzip my dress, so I helped her shrug the silken garment from my

yearning feminine body, leaving me in my lingerie.

She popped my other breast out of my bra and assaulted my other nipple while she

shrugged off her own dress.

My goodness her lingerie was pretty and she filled it out so well.

Freeing her own boobs from the top of her bra caused me to salivate like one of Pavlov's

dogs. She knew how it affected me and was considerate enough to place her nipple to my lips

while she slid her hand down towards my quivering moistness.

When I was a man, yesterday, I would have been in heaven making love to this stunning

beauty, and now that I'm a woman, I'm still in ecstasy.

I could feel what seemed to me to be a lake of warm cum flowing from my cunt. I needed

to know if she was as hot as she was making me, so my flailing arm finally brought my hand to

her mons veneris, which I could follow down to her wanton pussy. As I was hoping, her thighs

were soaking wet with her own lubrication.

"Oh, yes baby, I'm just as hot as you are. I'm reveling in your delicious femininity," Duany

encouraged as she slipped her hand down to cup my vulva. "Wow, you are one hell of a juicy

girl."

'Why does that turn me on?' I thought.

I began desperately finger banging her molten hot pussy with my hand and squeezing my

nipple with my other hand.

I shuddered through an intense orgasm and expected to be done, and then help Duany

through her orgasm, but she didn't even, slow down. I was riding the crest of an orgasmic wave

ready to pound through another mind numbing orgasm when Duany shuddered through her first

one.

I could hardly believe it when her orgasming brought on another one of my own, and still

she didn't stop.

The shock I experienced when she poked her finger inside be was mitigated by the ecstasy

which washed over me like a tsunami. I didn't even protest when she invaded me with her

second or third fingers, and in fact, I began to yearn for even more, while I quivered through

orgasm after orgasm.

I had long since ceased to be able to reciprocate to Duany the sexual stimulation she was

giving me, I could only lie there and gush out huge tidal waves of juice in orgasm after orgasm.

I was happy when Duany placed her shaven nether lips to my face so I could lick up all of

her liquid love, as I ducked my squirmy tongue inside her labia for a clit tickle from time to time.

When she came all over my face, she drenched my hair and shoulders, but when she screamed

into my cunt as she came, it triggered an incredible multiple orgasm for me.

I think I went a little crazy during that lesbian tongue fuck. My brain couldn't think of

anything but fucking and Duany accommodated my desires. We were laying there, tongue

fucking each other for over four hours straight when my brain finally couldn't handle it anymore

and I fainted from orgasm-overload.

A New Day for Tamara - Tamara

*************************************

I woke up from an incredibly refreshing sleep with a yawn and a stretch. When I felt the

silky material shifting and tickling me as I moved and it all came back to me flooding my mind.

However, for some reason it made me smile.

I rolled out of bed and padded my way into the bathroom, sat down and pee-peed, then

wandered out of my room yawning.

I must not have been completely awake yet, because I sleepily went to the kitchen, made

two sandwiches, packed two lunches, cooked some eggs and sausages in the microwave, and

then set them out on the breakfast table. (Aunt Jemima Great Starts.)

I padded my way back up the hallway to the master bedroom, opened the door, and was

shocked to see a woman lying there!

"Oops! Duh, where's my head?" I whispered loudly to myself, slapping my forehead.

"Is that you sweetie?" Conni mumbled from the bed, "Come crawl in here with me for a

minute honey."

I crawled into bed with her and she hugged me to her tightly, "Did you wake up feeling

scared honey? Is that why you're in here?"

"Uh no, I was coming to wake my dad up," I admitted, "Breakfast is on the table in the

kitchen and our lunches are waiting on the counter for us."

"Oh my god! You're a better mother than I am dear. Are you always up this early?" Conni

was stunned.

"I'm not a better mother..." I declared and then started to tear up.

"It was a compliment Tamara. Honest, I don't need you to be the mother for me. I want

you to have a real childhood. If you want to do things for me, it's okay, but you have to get used

to me praising you and hugging the stuffing out of you when you do. Is that okay hon.?" Conni

kissed my cheek and went right back to hugging me.

"We don't want your breakfast to get cold, so we better get up and head to the kitchen,"

Conni declared, releasing me and flopping open the covers for us both to crawl out of bed.

She held my hand as we entered the kitchen, "Oh my god! You fried sausages and eggs by

yourself?"

"No, I microwaved them and then put them on plates. That's okay isn't it?" I was starting

to tremble again. Conni had raised her voice and that was usually a cue for me to be hit.

"Oh god, you're shaking again," she picked me up into her arms, "I wasn't angry baby. I

was really impressed that you can do all of this by yourself."

"Okay... I was just a little scared," I informed her, as I slowly calmed back down.

"Here, sit down and enjoy the breakfast you made, while I sit over here. You are an

incredible child Tamara. Napkins, orange juice, and silverware all laid out in a proper setting.

Who taught you how to do that?"

"M... m... my old mom," I admitted, not wanting to insult Conni.

"Baby, it's alright to talk about your mother from before, at least with me it is. We don't

want you overheard in public doing it though. Rhiannon said that the rest of the world will think

you're my other natural born daughter, so it might be difficult to explain, okay?" Conni coached,

while readying a fork full of eggs to be eaten.

I had already stuffed a sausage into my mouth whole so I couldn't reply. I just nodded.

She laughed, "Tamara we will have to work on your girliness I can see. Girls take small

bites honey. Don't worry about it right now though. I want to get us dressed and down to the

shopping mall so we can go shopping wild."

"Is shopping fun?" I asked as I finally swallowed.

"Most girls enjoy shopping," she stated after swallowing. "I'm hoping you will have fun

too."

"I will. I promise," I announced.

"You can't know that baby. I won't be upset with you if you don't like it. If you have fun

or you don't have fun, I honestly want to know. I care about how you feel," Conni stated, with a

slightly worried look on her face.

"Are you upset with me?"

"No dear. I am worried that I won't be a good enough mother to make up for what you

have been through," Conni admitted, "I promise to try though. I just wish I could talk to your

goddess once in a while and ask her advice."

"Oh, that's easy. You can talk to her any time, but you must promise to never call her the

'g' word in public. You would have figured out who she is sooner or later anyway. The first

parent-teacher conference would have done it. Rhiannon is my teacher."

Conni's jaw dropped open, "Your teacher is a goddess?"

"Don't pass out again..." I said worriedly.

"Wow," Conni exclaimed, "Well, we better put our dishes in the dishwasher and go get

dressed."

"Your dishwasher works? Neat!" I jumped up, opened the dishwasher door, and we both

placed our dirty dishes in it.

We left the kitchen together and mom ran a bathtub full of pretty smelling bubbles for me

to wash in, while she took a shower in her bathroom. I was still splashing around in the tub

when she came in wearing a towel around her middle and top, with another one around her head

like a turban.

She was carrying her cell phone, "Hello? Yes, Matilda? This is Conni Conway. I won't be

in for work today. No, I'm feeling fine. I just have to go shopping with my daughter Tamara. She

needs some new things for school right away. I didn't tell you about my, darling Tamara? Gosh,

I felt sure I must have... Well, I'll swing by work sometime today and introduce you. Will that

make up for it? Ha! Yes, okay I will. Bye-bye." Conni hung up the cell phone and tucked it into

her cleavage for the time being.

"Well, you have had time to wash most of you, now I need to show you how to wash the

girl parts," Conni advised.

When I was all clean and pretty smelling, mommy patted me dry with a big fluffy towel. I

was then, spritzed all over with a moisturizer and mom sprayed FDS on my privates, which made

me jump because it was cold.

Mom pulled some soft pink panties up my legs. When it came time to put my bra on,

mom said I would have to wear the same one I had on yesterday, but that was okay because it

felt good holding onto my jiggly nipples.

Mom had me wear a pink wraparound skirt with a blouse covered with flowers and a pair

of white knee-high sock that she showed me how to double over the tops of my socks. She told

me that would help keep them up.

She found me a pair of my sister's shoes that almost fit, and had me wear them. She

wadded up some toilet tissue and stuffed it in the toes so they didn't fall off when I walked.

"Now what to do with your beautiful hair?" she mused, "I know, brush it out and use a

couple of hair clips to keep it out of your beautiful eyes."

Once that was done she declared, "One more thing and I'll get started on myself." Conni

took a small spray bottle and sprayed my wrists, neck and the backs of my knees, "There, now

you're perfect! Do you want to watch me get ready?"

"Um... won't I see you naked?" I asked worriedly.

"Well, at least somewhat, but dear remember, you look like me now. Some day you will be

wearing big girl clothes too. It's only fair too, I saw you naked," Conni laughed and kissed my

cheek.

"Okay," I agreed, "It's all new to me. Who would have thought girls have a butt on the

front and the back?" I shook my head in wonder.

Conni nearly fell down laughing at me, "I have never heard anyone put it quite that way

sweetheart! Ah... I can see that looking at womanhood through your eyes is going to be an

experience," she stated, wiping the tears of laughter from her eyes. "Come on then, let's take all

four of our butts to my room."

Mom showed me how pretty big girl's panties are, how to put on pantyhose, and the

difference between my training bra and one that holds up real boobies. She showed me how big

girl dresses contour around a woman's hourglass figure, how to match colors and cloths, how to

pick my earrings and jewelry, and how much more complicated doing your hair and makeup

becomes when you're grown up.

Mom even put a little makeup on me so 'I would feel pretty'. I've never felt pretty before,

but I think I like it.

We put together a purse that my sister used to use and then mom and I were off to the

mall. I was really excited to ride in her Jaguar. The leather was as soft as butter, but I was

careful not to get anything dirty. I kept my hands in my lap so she wouldn't get upset with me.

The mall was a scary and exciting place. When we were walking into it, I grabbed mom's

legs and held onto her tightly. She waddled us over to the side and gently asked, "What's the

matter hon.?"

"I'm wearing a dress... won't people laugh at me?"

"Relax will you, I'm wearing a dress too, and nobody will laugh at either one of us. Pretty

women look good in dresses, and like it or not sweetie, you're a little fox. Remember, you are one

of the people with a butt in the front and in the back now. Oh, and don't get nervous if boys are

watching you. It just means they want to be your friend. Okay, are you ready now?" Conni

explained patiently.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be a sissy..." I apologized.

Conni stopped us and quickly squatted down to my level, "Tamara, don't ever apologize for

being a sissy. You are a girl. If you want to be a sissy, or act like a delicate little flower, I want

you to do it. You don't have any macho ass who is going to punish you for being a sissy and if

anyone ever makes fun of you I'll hear about it and they will wish Rhiannon had dealt with them

first!"

"I want you to go into that mall with me and act like the most sissy person in the whole

place okay?" she ordered, with a smile on her face so I wouldn't be frightened.

"I'll try," I agreed.

We went into the mall and right into the first store with girl's fashions we came to, the

Nordstrom's department store.

There wasn't a very good selection of dresses there and the jeans were very expensive.

Nevertheless, mom was excited about all the pretty shoes. I saw a pair that were sissy to the

max and I asked to try them on.

The store lady measured my foot and came back with the pink 'Linea Paolo ´Anabela´

Pump', in my size.

"I think these look sissy mom. Can I have them?" I asked with an earnest look on my face.

Mom smiled brightly and told the sales lady with the shocked look on her face, "Wrap

them up. We'll take them."

Just like that and I had a pair of pink high heels.

Mom hugged me from the side and whispered, "Thank you hon.. I feel better, don't you?"

"Yes, I do feel better. Especially because you're happy," I told her with smile.

When mom was paying for the shoes, the sales lady told her, "Ma'am, I envy your

relationship with your daughter. You have no idea how many young girls come in here fighting

with their mothers over everything. I hope you know how lucky you are."

"Thank you. That's nice of you to notice. Tamara and I are more like best friends than

mother and daughter. She's the most precious thing in the world to me."

We left the store with shoebox in hand and walked down the mall.

"Mom?" I whispered.

"Yes hon.?"

"Does the way your dress hits the back of your legs when you walk make you feel funny?"

"Well, I haven't thought about it in many years honey, but yes it feels nice. It's as if the

dress is telling me I'm a woman with every step. Is that how it feels to you?" Conni asked back.

"It kind of makes me feel all warm down there," I told her confidentially.

"Do you like it, is really all you should ask yourself I think," mom informed me.

We slipped into the 'Old Navy' store and mom had me try on jeans and t-tops. It was

apparently very important how your jeans made your butt look, so I spent most of my time

showing my butt to mom who would hem and haw over whether they were acceptable or not.

I saw this pink linen ruffled skirt hanging on a rack as I went back to change out of

another pair of jeans and into a new pair, but I slipped on the skirt instead and when I came out

to model it for mom, she clapped her hands together and giggled into them. I blushed, figured

that I must look stupid, and was getting ready to bolt back into the changing room when mom

stopped me.

"No honey, I wasn't laughing at the skirt! It's very pretty. I really like it on you. I was just

incredibly happy that you surprised me with it. Did you pick that color for a reason?"

I looked down at my feet, "I thought it would look nice with my new shoes..."

"I'm so proud of you!" she squealed, "Here, put your shoes on and let's see how they look

together."

When I walked around in them mom told me, "You have a terrific color sense girl. Put the

skirt in the keepers pile."

We wound up with a couple big bags full of clothes so mom took us back to the car to load

it all into the trunk.

Farther down the mall, I started noticing that we were being watched, so I shook mom's

elbow and whispered, "They're staring at us."

She whispered back, "Are their mouths open, and are any of them drooling?"

"Yup, lots of open mouths and one young guy, was drooling a little," I supplied.

"That's because you are turning them on girl. They think you're beautiful and desirable.

Hey, do you want to grab a bite to eat?"

"Out of one of those guys?" I asked.

"No silly, a bite of lunch. You're not old enough for a bite of one of those guys," she

laughed. "I was thinking more on the line of a sandwich or a salad."

We both had salads and resumed shopping in several other stores. I've never changed

clothes so much in a single day in my life.

Mom really surprised me right before it was time to call it a day, "One last mission and

then we're out of here." She walked me up to a jewelry booth, spoke with the counter person,

and came back to me, "We're ready for you Tamara. Sit over there in that chair."

"W... w... what are you going to do?" I stammered.

"I won't try to fool you baby girl, this will probably hurt a bit, but it is a right of passage all

women go through, and I think you are old enough. We're going to pierce your ears."

"Oh, okay I think I can take it," I said bravely.

Conni held out a pair of diamond and gold studs, "I bought these for you. They are real

diamonds so don't loose them."

I gulped and nodded my head.

The sales girl smiled at me and said, "It won't hurt much hon.. I'm going to hold this piece

of ice on your earlobe for a minute and then use this," she held up some kind of punch, "To put a

hole in your earlobe for your new earrings. Hold still now."

"Snick, Snick," and she said, "There that wasn't so bad was it?" while she stuck my

earrings in for me. "Those look fantastic on you!"

"Do you really think so?" I asked her.

"You bet I do. Here see for yourself," she held up a mirror for me to see.

I saw the pretty girl I was now, with two glittery diamonds reflecting the lights of the store

from the center of my earlobes, "They do bring out the golden highlights in my hair, don't they?"

"They're gorgeous Tamara," mom declared.

"Tamara? That's a pretty name. Where's it from?"

"I was named after the Cornish Goddess Tamara who is the guardian of the Tamar River in

Cornwall England," I informed her.

"Wow! That's really beautiful. You're mom and dad named you Tamara, that's really

special," she enthused.

"Worse than that actually. The Goddess Rhiannon named me," I corrected her.

"T... that's nice..." she stammered confusedly.

Conni leaned over to her and said, "It's a pagan thing."

"Oh!" the girl remarked as if she understood as to what Conni was referring.

We left there and Conni laughed and told me on the way back out to the car, "You freaked

that salesgirl out. Perhaps you would be better off letting people think that I named you. I know

it's not the truth, but we need to protect Rhiannon's identity. Can you do that?"

"Oh sure, I'm good with secrets. I never told anybody about my dad breaking my arm or

anything."

Conni stopped right there, grabbed me, and hugged me tight, crying big alligator tears

onto my dress.

After she recovered, she piled me into the Jag and we left the parking lot. We pulled into

the county/city building's parking lot and mom took my hand as she led me into the building,

through the metal detectors.

"Good afternoon Ms. Conway," the lady guard said, "Is this your niece?"

"Actually Billie, this is my other daughter, Tamara. Tamara, this is Billie," mom

introduced us.

"I didn't know you had another daughter."

"Yes, Tamara and Deidre were fraternal twins," mom told her.

"I'm so sorry about your sister hon.," Billie told me with a hug.

"I miss her," I admitted with my own tear rolling down my cheek.

Once we were away mom said, "Either you are an incredible actress, or you really do miss

Deidre. How is that hon.?"

"I feel her, when I'm with you and when I explore my new room. I just wish she was still

with us," I told her, another tear rolling down my face.

"That's the sweetest thing..." mom held me to her, "I know she would have loved you too.

Right now we need to stop in briefly with my secretary and then we'll hurry off to your school."

We entered a big office reception area and walked up to the lady sitting behind the desk,

and mom said, "Matilda, I'm proud to introduce my daughter, Tamara. Tamara, this is Matilda,

my secretary and good friend."

"I'm very pleased to meet you," Matilda held her hand out limply for me to shake.

I wasn't having any of that from one of mom's 'good friends'. I slipped around her desk

and hugged the stuffing out of her, "Nice to meet you Ms. Matilda."

"Whoa," Matilda giggled, "You are definitely my favorite 'boss's daughter."

"I like her mom. Can we keep her?"

"I'm so glad you two are getting along, but we have an appointment to keep. I'm sorry to

run out on you so quickly Matilda. I'll see you tomorrow around noon-ish. Say bye-bye to the

world's best secretary Tamara," Conni announced while moving towards the door.

"Bye, world's best secretary Ms. Matilda. I hope to see you again soon," I said and let mom

drag me back out to the Jaguar, and we were off again.

I began to recognize the streets near my school and asked, "Are you taking me to school

now?"

"Yes, I need to talk to your teacher about your enrollment. Your classmates should be

leaving school right about now. Do you know which car is your teacher's?"

"Oh sure, everybody at school knows which car she drives!"

"What kind of car is it?"

"The red Ferrari. You can't miss it," I pointed to it as we entered the parking lot.

Conni parked right next to it and we waited until Rhiannon was walking to her car to get

out of the Jag.

"Hi Conni. Hi Tamara. Are you ready to come to school tomorrow?" Rhiannon greeted us.

I ran up to her and hugged her as tight as I could, "Thank you so much!"

"Whoa, it's okay baby. I was happy to do it."

Conni came near, "I'd hug the stuffing out of you too if I knew you wouldn't object."

"I never object to hugs Ms. Cromwell," Miss Rhiannon reached out to accept mom into our

hug.

"I needed to thank you Miss Rhiannon. Tamara is the best daughter I could have ever

prayed for," Conni enthused.

"Yes, I knew she would be."

"Do I need to do anything so she can come to school tomorrow?"

"That's all taken care of, but you must remember that Tamara will have some very special

needs apart from her schooling," Rhiannon reminded her.

"I have discovered that and I couldn't be more willing to deal with them. I just need to

know..." Conni didn't finish the last part.

"Have no fear Conni, even you couldn't dream up a more suitable punishment that was

meted out. Tamara? Would you wait in the Jaguar while your mom and I talk?"

"Sure Miss Rhiannon."

"By the way, you are looking ravishing, and those earrings are gorgeous!"

I blushed all the way down to my knee-highs, "Thank you Miss Rhiannon." I curtseyed

and went to the car to wait.

Private Conversation - Narrator

*************************************

"Did you teach her that already?" Miss Rhiannon asked.

"No, I didn't. That is one incredible person. Did you know she used to put her heavy

drunken father onto the sofa when he passed out inebriated? I only found out after I fainted

when Tamara told me some of her former life and woke up on the sofa with my dress neatly

folded on the coffee table and my dinner dishes washed and put away. I vow that will never

happen again though. Do you know that kid woke me up this morning with breakfast on the

table and our lunches packed for the day? The poor little thing expected to be beaten for doing it

too. Every time I think about her father breaking her arm, I want to scream!"

"Right now her father is a four foot ten inch tall slut with boobs almost as big as she is

tall. She's so gorgeous that she spends all of her time wishing she could fuck herself and since

she can't, she has compulsions to fuck anything that will come near her. She is just a pair of tits

and a cunt yearning to fuck anything, who is so weak she can barely hold up her own tits, for the

rest of her life," Rhiannon related.

"A fitting end for a womanizing child beating bully. I feel better knowing though. Don't

worry. I won't tell Tamara what became of that asshole."

"Good, I don't want her thinking that her becoming a girl was a punishment. What she is

and what her father has become are two different things. Tamara is a normal beautiful girl who

deserves a much better life than she had and I'm counting on you to give it to her," Rhiannon

looked Conni straight in the eye so there was no mistaking her meaning.

"It's hard not to blubber like baby when she tells me things sometimes. I try not to

because she thinks I'm going to hit her when I do," Conni's tears began streaming down her face.

"I know Conni. It was all I could do to keep from burning him into a charcoal stump. I

console myself with the knowledge of how Hank will serve man now," Rhiannon admitted looking

far away in the sky.

"Well Rhiannon, I want to invite you to dinner on Friday night," Conni suggested.

"Oh, darn, I would love to come over but my band and I are booked up on Fridays and

Saturdays for quite some time. Could we make it tomorrow night? I'll bring something,"

Rhiannon really wanted Conni and Tamara to know that she would be there for them if she were

ever needed.

"Perfect! I know that Tamara will be so happy! My emotions are riding a rollercoaster with

her. I'm deliriously happy one moment and then next sad and mournful, which leads right into

madder than hell, and back to so happy I could bust," Conni babbled.

"Sometimes I wish I could have a..." Rhiannon's voice faded off into the distance.

"Would you be Tamara's godmother?"

Rhiannon smiled knowing that once again, she has a semi-daughter to love and cherish,

"It would be my honor and my pleasure."

"Do you want to tell her tomorrow night?"

Rhiannon smiled, "How about we have Goddess Rhiannon proclaim it?"

"Uh, sure... between you and me though, she can be scary."

"She's a pushover, believe me," Rhiannon smiled brightly and all of Conni's concerns

melted away.

"Wonderful, I'll expect you at say 6:00?"

"I'll be there, and don't worry, I already know my way there."

Conni just had to hug Rhiannon one more time before they parted ways.

Mom and Me - Tamara

***************************

We met back up when mom climbed in the car with me, but Rhiannon leaned in my

window and placed a big soft-lipped kiss right on my mouth!

My eyes opened in surprise but she didn't hold it long and it felt so good.

"Take care sweetie. I'll see you in school tomorrow and then for dinner tomorrow night.

Bye Conni, take care of my girl," Rhiannon waved as she turned and slid into her Ferrari.

"How does she afford that on a schoolteacher's wages," Conni wondered aloud.

"Mom... Rhiannon is thousands of years old," I supplied. "She is also the lead singer for

'Sweet-n-Evil. I don't think she needs to be a teacher, if she didn't want to be one."

"Woof! I never thought of that. I guess she just stuns me," Conni admitted to me as she

brought the Jaguar's engine to life and we headed home.

Lacy Hanky - Hank

************************

I awakened feeling so satisfied. I'd never felt like this before. I expected to see Duany

lying beside me, but my bed was empty except for me.

I looked myself over and found that someone had fitted my hugely boobed body into a

teddy, and yes, this was pink as well. I suppose I had better get used to the fact that I would be

wearing pink a lot.

I got up, went over to the room's toilet, and sat down for a pee. A tear dropped from my

eye as I remembered standing up to pee just a day or so ago. I'm trapped in this girl body, but

suddenly I got an idea. 'Maybe I could make a deal to get my body back, or maybe I could buy it

back... yah there's hope!' I thought as I wiped my pee soaked pussy.

I went back to my bed and sat there formulating a plan.

Suddenly the golden visage of Rhiannon popped into being right in front of me. She didn't

say a word. She just stood there with her fists on her hips and glared at me.

"Miss Rhiannon... no, ah Goddess Rhiannon, is there any way I can earn my manhood

back? Any repentance I, can perform? Is there a fine I could pay to be changed back into my

former self?" I begged, hoping for any sign of forgiveness.

The room became electric. Huge bolts of lightning shot all around us. I dropped to my

knees hoping that might appease her.

I then heard in a voice that filled the room and my soul, "You fucking broke his arm you

piece of human trash! That little angel took care of you as if he was your mother, and you

fucking broke his arm! Oh, you are going to pay bitch! You are really going to pay!"

My boobs began growing and my nipples were bulging out like cow teats. My ass was

spreading and the desire I had been able to suppress before washed over me as if I was run-down

by a nuclear submarine. I was humping my hand, the bed, scooting my butt on the floor like a

dog, anything to stimulate my craving crotch and my thirsty nipples. My brain had only one

thought, "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck..."

Rhiannon flung open my door and I could hear her open others in the hallway outside, "I

want you to all go and fuck that thing until either you all can't fuck any longer, or it is satisfied!

However, know this, it will NEVER be satisfied!" I heard her heels clack away down the corridor.

Ten of the most beautifully stunning creatures I've ever seen ran into my room and began

fucking me with fingers, tongues, dildoes, vibrators, bed posts, feet, and some very large

vegetables! The more I orgasmed the more sexually crazed I became.

The girls started tag teaming me, as soon as three of them had cum so many times they

could barely move, the next set moved in with one girl getting an extra recovery period each

round.

I just kept screaming and gushing cum. This time I wasn't even spared the blessed

release of passing out.

I'd begun screaming what would become, my mantra, "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck

me..." on infinitum.

It's a School-day - Tamara

*******************************

I almost couldn't sleep last night. I was excited, nervous, anxious, and deliriously happy,

all at the same time. What will school be like as a girl? Will the girls treat me differently? Will

the boys be mean, or tease me as they do the other girls?

My eyes flung themselves open and I was immediately awake. My internal alarm woke me

as usual. I sat and peed, and then made my way to the kitchen with my new pink bunny

slippers tickling my feet. I just wanted to giggle they felt so nice on my feet. (Yes, they're cute

too!)

"Good morning Miss Tamara. We have your table right over here," mom told me, holding a

chair out from the table for me.

I stopped dead in my tracks with my mouth hanging open.

"What's the matter?"

"Nobody ever gets up before me. I'm used to being the only one awake and being all-

alone," I said, finally moving to accept the proffered chair.

"Well young lady, I was determined to be up before you, and to have your breakfast ready

on your first day of school. I want you to have a hearty breakfast and plenty of time for me to

make you pretty." Mom spooned an omelet onto my plate, though I didn't know what it was at

the time.

I looked it over carefully. I looked over at the trashcan to see what it is that she was giving

me, but there were no boxes in the can. I looked even closer at this odd looking thing on my

plate. Hmm, looks like scrambled eggs that somebody forgot to stir, some ham cubes, a few

bacon bits, two different kinds of cheese, and some round green things all through it. I sniffed

suspiciously at it. I detected garlic, black pepper, and butter I think.

"Is there something wrong honey?"

"I've never seen these sold at the grocery store. You must shop at a different one than I

did."

"You, bought the groceries too?"

"I usually helped. Dad would have the cart hold him up while I filled it, and he wrote the

check to the cashier."

Conni bit back the response she felt in her heart and said instead, "Well the reason you

haven't seen these in the store is because I just made it. If you promise to try eating some of it,

you can watch me cook my omelet."

I took my knife and fork, daintily cutting a small piece off, and put it in my mouth. Before

I could even taste it though, I said, "Mmm."

"Cut that out. You don't have to fake liking something. You will either like it or not, but

please be honest with me?" mom asked.

"It's very tasty. I would have said mmm even after I tried it, honestly, I would have

mother," I quickly stated.

"Okay..." she sighed. "Here, watch this," she took a bowl, cracked two eggs into it, with

one hand even. She then tossed in a forkful of garlic, a couple shakes of pepper, and some

bacon bits. This mixture was beaten with a wire-whisk, poured into a frying pan greased with

butter, and then allowed to fry for a time. Mom tossed in some ham, and grated cheese, for long

enough to have the cheese melt, and then folded the round in half like a taco.

"That was neat. Dad always said he wished I could cook. Maybe if..." I lamented.

"No. Honey nothing that happened was your fault in any way. You did more than many

grownups I know could have. Don't ever doubt that," she told me as she slid the omelet onto her

plate and sat next to me.

"Will you let me make you an omelet tomorrow?" I asked eager to learn how.

"Sure baby girl. I'll teach you how to cook all you want. I can even bake some," she added

and then dug into her omelet.

We finished up, put our plates in the dishwasher, and mom plopped me into another tub

full of lavender scented bubbles, "Wash up, and I'll meet you back here in a couple of minutes."

I got on to washing everything, but when I washed my front girl stuff, my finger hit a little

knob in there and it felt like someone dropped a radio into the bathtub. I got shocked, or at least

I think I did.

When mom came in, I asked her, "Mom? When I was washing... you know my girl parts, I

was electrocuted. Is there a short in this bathtub?"

She laughed and said, "You remember that when you played with your weenie it felt

good?"

I nodded.

"Well, that's how girls play with themselves. You have a little knob inside that feels really

good to tickle, called a clitoris, but you might want to put that off until after school or you might

be late."

"You mean there's names for my girl stuff?"

"Yes, and I promise to teach them all to you. For now though stand up and let me dry

you," she ordered.

"I could probably do it myself if you have more important things to do."

"The most important thing on the whole planet needs to be dried off. What could I be

doing that is more important than that?" Conni asked me as she wrapped me in both towels.

"I'm glad you're my new mommy," I hugged her.

"I am certain that you won't believe me right now, but I'm even more glad that you are my

daughter."

Mom dressed me in the outfit that I had picked out the day before. I wouldn't have ever

dared to wear anything pink to school before, but it made me feel special so I wore it.

When we went to put my training bra on, it didn't fit anymore.

We were both puzzled over that until mom found a package with a new bra in it. The note

on it said:

Tamara,

You'll be the bustiest eight-year-old in school.

Rhiannon

Sure it was only an, 'A' cup, but you don't need much boobies to be busty in the third

grade.

I reached up, touched my enhanced booby, and declared, "Mmmm."

"They are fun to play with honey, but we need to get you dressed," mom reminded me.

"Here I'll help you with your new bra."

Mom put it on me and it felt nice, as well as kept my nipples from changing locations

when I walk.

"You know, Miss Rhiannon didn't tell me that boobies not only look nice but they feel good

too. It's like they remind you they are there all day," I observed.

"You don't know the half of it yet dear, but that is a discussion for a later time. Ah good,

you have your top on, your earrings are still in, and your skirt is wrapped around you. Put your

shoes on and I want to put just a little makeup on you," mom directed.

I went to put my socks on, but mom stopped me saying, "No dear. You don't wear socks

with those shoes. Oh damn, you don't have polish on your toenails. Kick those off a minute, I'll

be right back," with that she raced into her room.

I sat there amazed as mom painted my toenails at near warp speed, "That's not a very

good job, but everyone will excuse it because you're young."

"It looks very pretty. Thank you," I told her looking at my toes, "Girls get all the pretty

stuff," I sighed.

"Yup! You get to be pretty, soft, and smell like flowers. On the other hand, you can be

dirty greasy and smell like motor oil. Girls get to be or do anything they want these days. Now

keep your toenails from touching anything until they dry, while I brush your hair and clip it."

When she was all done, I had pink toenails sticking out of my pink open toed pumps. My

skirt was very nice and mom even had me wear some Victoria's Secret panties. I felt so special

and pretty.

"I need to update you on the story I'm telling people about you. You are my daughter,

Deidre's fraternal twin, the reason nobody knows about you is that you were living with your

father. However, your father can no longer care for you so you are living with me now. That

should help people get over where you've been and why they haven't seen you," mom coached, as

she straightened my clothes for the fifth time.

"Do you have all of your school supplies ready?"

"Yes mom."

"Do you have your purse?"

"Yes mother."

"Do you have your PE clothes?"

"Yes mother."

"Spare panties?"

"Yes mother."

"Do you have your lunch money and your emergency money in your purse?"

"Yes mother."

"Your makeup is in, your purse?"

"Yes mother."

"God, I know I'm forgetting something..."

"My kiss?"

Mom smooched me and said, "No silly, but thanks for reminding me."

"Oh darn," I stated, "I don't have my homework for Miss Rhiannon!"

Mom laughed, "Honey, that was Roger's homework. Tamara doesn't have any yet."

"Oh yes, um... but she knows who I am..."

"Yes, and she will not do anything that would give you away. That reminds me, I have a

surprise for you when you come home."

"Okay, thanks," I answered with a smile.

"You don't even know what it is. Aren't you even curious?" mom looked at me in surprise.

"If you wanted to tell me, you would have done it already," I answered her.

"I'm just used to being nagged to tell I guess. Well let's put your stuff in the Jag, and I'll

take you to school."

The closer to school we got, the more nervous I was, "Are you going to come in with me?"

"Just for a minute, to hand you over to the teacher and then I'm going shopping. I might

swing around during the day, but don't let me disrupt your schoolwork," mom said as she

wheeled us into the parking lot.

Mom helped me carry my stuff into the classroom. No one was there yet, except Miss

Rhiannon, who greeted us, "Somehow I knew you two would be here bright and early."

Miss Rhiannon pulled mom aside and whispered, "You know that what she is wearing isn't

standard school wear don't you?"

"Yes. I just wanted her to stun the other kids, at least on her first day," mom sighed.

"She might stun some of the bachelor male teachers. That is one hot little babe you have

there."

"I know..." mom agreed, "but she picked it all out herself. She'll wear normal stuff

tomorrow."

"Tamara has good taste. A little too sophisticated for her years, but good taste," Rhiannon

agreed. "I might have to watch a couple of the boys closer today. To keep things from getting out

of hand," Rhiannon mused. "Damn, I do nice work."

"You sure do, and if you ever want or need anything, if I can beg borrow or steal it, it's

yours," Conni promised.

"You are giving me, at dinner tonight, the one thing which is most precious to me,"

Rhiannon assured her. "Just being able to be part of her life will make me happiest. The last girl

I was named godmother of, is now 42 years old and I treasure every day with her. She didn't

start out life as a boy though, as Tamara did."

"Hey, would it be alright if I brought pizza for the whole class at lunch time?" Conni asked.

"Sure, just be careful you don't smother her," Rhiannon warned.

"Can you do anything for a mother, if she explodes? I have felt that I'm going to explode

since you gave her to me," mom admitted, "I cannot fathom anybody wanting to harm her."

"I have to admit, after talking with you last night, I visited her father. The punishment

was increased, I'm not sure she can stand up anymore, her tits are so big," Rhiannon confessed,

"She's so horny now the only thought in her pea brain is 'FUCK'."

"She's going to be really popular with the guys..." Conni chuckled.

Rhiannon simply smiled.

While the two were talking, Tamara arranged her things in her cubical, and silently took

her old seat, smoothing her skirt before sitting and keeping her knees together.

"Did you teach her that already?" Rhiannon asked.

"I almost fainted again when she did it the first time. No, I didn't teach her that. She

maneuvers in a dress better than I do!" mom claimed proudly.

Conni said goodbye and left Miss Rhiannon and I alone in the classroom.

I made some friends with people who never would even talk to me before, especially with

the other girls.

One girl never would talk to me before and I really liked her, so when she made friends

with me on her own, I was a very happy girl. Her name is Lori Lovette, and I soon found out

during recess that she was just unreasonably shy around boys.

"Too bad you didn't get to meet the boy, who used to sit in your chair, Tamara," Lori told

me.

"Oh?" I replied.

"He was really nice, for a boy," she told me blushing.

'She, thought I was nice?' I mused, but replied, "Were you friends?"

"I... I... couldn't talk to him..." she divulged, "He tried to talk to me a couple of times, but I

just don't know what to say to boys."

"Boys are just people, Lori. I bet he wanted to be your friend."

"I guess you're right Tamara. Roger was a quiet boy, who didn't have many friends. Miss

Rhiannon told us that 'Child Protective Services' took Roger away from his father. I feel so sorry

for him. His dad was beating him. I wish I would have known. Maybe I could have made him

feel better."

"I know that he would have liked that," I assured her.

"Hey, do you want to swap phone numbers? We could call each other at home and talk,"

Lori requested.

"Sure, I'd like that. We might not be able to talk for very long, at least for a little while.

My mom and I are still getting acquainted," I enlightened her.

"That sounds funny. You, don't know your mom?"

"I've been living with my father. My twin sister was with my mother. Dad couldn't take

care of me anymore and then Deidre died, so I came to live with mom," I explained, "It's not very

mysterious."

"Deidre, was your sister?" Lori placed her hand over her heart.

"Yes, did you know her?" I asked, feeling the way she said it that she might have.

"Last year she was in my class," Lori told me, but surprised me with a hug, "I cried for

three days when I heard she died. I wasn't her best friend, but I knew her. She was nice."

"Thanks Lori."

"Hey, does your mom always let you wear makeup? My mom would freak if she saw me

wearing makeup to school."

"Mom thought it would be nice if I wore my new outfit to school. It makes me feel pretty," I

admitted with a blush.

"Damn Tamara, it should. You should more than feel pretty in that, you're gorgeous girl.

You had Gary staring at you so much he didn't hear what Miss Rhiannon asked him during

class. Didn't you notice?"

"I just thought he was daydreaming," I blushed.

Lori giggled, "He was... daydreaming about you that is... he, he, he."

I hadn't heard her come up, but Miss Rhiannon interjected, "That's right Tamara.

Therefore, I need you to dress a little more casually tomorrow, or I'll have to hold separate classes

for the boys. I don't think we're going to get much learning done today, but that's okay. A new

girl should have an opportunity to enjoy using her power at least occasionally. How's your first

day in my class going Miss Tamara?"

"I love it Miss Rhiannon. It's like I belong in your class," I grinned in collusion with her.

"Yes, I feel as if we have know each other for quite some time too," she winked back at me.

"Are you getting along well with Tamara, Lori?"

"She's nice. Did you know that she's Deidre's sister?"

"Yes, the girl in Miss Hopkins's class who died," Rhiannon acknowledged, "I'm sorry for

your loss Tamara, however, I happy you're in my class."

"Me too Tamara. I think we're going to be good friends," Lori informed me.

"I love the diamonds Tamara. They must have cost your mom plenty," Rhiannon

explained.

"They aren't cheep diamonds like lots of girls wear?" I asked wide-eyed.

"Those are probably about four hundred dollars," Rhiannon said, her trained eye having

appraised them.

"Eep!" I squeaked.

"Wow, my mom never gave me anything like that!" Lori exclaimed, looking closer at the

earrings.

A tear rolled down my cheek, "I didn't buy her anything..."

"You were her present, Tamara. She loves you unconditionally," Rhiannon explained.

"I'm so happy for you Tamara. Your mom is so cool!" Lori said enthusiastically.

"If you think that's cool, when we go back inside, Ms. Cromwell has brought pizza for the

whole class, for lunch," Miss Rhiannon told us.

"But... she packed my lunch this morning..." I stammered.

Miss Rhiannon handed me my lunch bag, "Look at what you have in your bag."

"Ooh, she bought me a cell phone!" I enthused, pulling it out and showing it to Lori.

While Lori had it, it rang.

She handed it back quickly and I opened it, "Hello?"

"Surprise! How do you like it?" mom asked.

"It's really wonderful. Why do I need a cell phone mom?" I questioned.

"Lots of reasons honey. I can call you when I want. I can locate you if I need to. You can

take pictures to keep and share them with me. You can call me if you are in trouble or stranded.

You can call your friends and they can call you... well within reason. You don't have unlimited

minutes. Don't you like it?" mom asked.

"Oh, it's cool, I just didn't think I was old enough for a phone," I admitted.

"Lots of young girls are getting them, and... and... Darn, I just need to do whatever I can,

so you are safe. I'm just a little insecure baby. It's worth the cost to me for your protection," she

confessed.

"Thanks mom, you're so good to me. I'll hug you when we come back from recess. Bye

mom," I flipped the little phone closed.

"Well girls, we should be going back to class. Too bad you weren't dressed to go and play,

Tamara," Miss Rhiannon mused.

"It didn't look like many of the others were playing much today..." I observed.

"That's because most of the boys have been staring at you, and many of the girls are trying

to decide whether to like you, or to hate you," Miss Rhiannon chuckled.

"Hate me?" I asked innocently.

"Yes, plenty will be jealous of your looks. Some of the girls will be jealous of your boobs

too," she sighed, knowing that difficulty all too well herself.

Lori giggled, "You have the biggest boobs in the third grade. It doesn't bother me though.

I'm not jealous, I just think you're nice."

"Thanks Lori, I think you are special too," I returned, thinking, 'I would have given almost

anything to be your friend before...'

Some of the other girls started to gravitate towards us. Seeing the teacher chatting

happily with two of her students was more than their jealousies could handle. If there was a

special relationship here, they wanted to be part of it.

Most of the boys still stayed clear, obviously avoiding a terminal case of the cooties.

We started to smell the pizza as we neared the classroom. We could hear activity going on

inside.

When we got inside, there were mom and Matilda, busy setting up a table with plates,

napkins, and plastic silverware.

"Hi Matilda," I declared as I entered.

"Hi there Tamara!" she squealed and rushed over for a hug. "Don't you look lovely today."

"You look beautiful today too," I returned the compliment. "Hi mom," I hugged her,

"You're always gorgeous."

"Flatterer," mom accused as she hugged me. "Who's your new friend?"

"Mom, this is my friend, Lori Lovette," I gently prodded the shy girl towards her, "Lori, this

in my mom, Conni Cromwell."

They exchanged greetings as the recess bell announced the stampede of returning

classmates.

"Everyone please take your seats," Miss Rhiannon told the students.

Once the class was seated she continued, "Miss Cromwell has brought the whole class

pizza for lunch to treat her daughter's new friends and classmates. I want you all to line up in

an orderly fashion, starting with the row of students on my right and then each row as the one

before it empties. Starting with Bruce in the back row there, no horse play, no shoving. Each

student will take two pieces of pie back to their desks to eat. Miss Cromwell, Miss Carter, and I

will bring drinks to you once your settled. Don't forget your napkins and plastic ware."

Everyone excitedly went through the line picking up his or her pizza. Once we were

settled, everyone began talking and wolfing their pizza down.

I suppressed my natural desire to shove as much into my face at one time as I could and

only took tiny bites and wiped my mouth after each of them.

Everyone started talking to me and telling me how cool my mom is, but when the other

kids saw my cell phone, they all wanted my number, so I gave it to them. A couple of the other

girls pulled theirs out and gave me their numbers too. Who knew that girls in my grade had cell

phones?

The funny thing was that the other girls wouldn't give their numbers to the boys. I began

to think that maybe I shouldn't have either, but that cow was already out of the barn.

Bruce came over and said hi to me. He looked scared to death. I smiled brightly at him

and said hi back. I hadn't planned to giggle, but it forced its way out.

Bruce had been a casual friend before, and he wasn't normally very brave where girls were

Concerned. I was slightly surprised, but pleased that he made the effort.

Lunchtime turned into almost a party/social event and I had lots of fun. When other girls

saw that the boys were even talking to me, they had to meet me and flutter about. It seems that

if a girl is popular with the boys, she becomes somewhat popular with the girls.

Some of the girls seemed to want to shoulder Lori out of the way, but I wouldn't allow

them to shoo her away.

Not too much more happened at school that day. Miss Rhiannon didn't seem to mind, but

a somewhat miffed looking principal poked his nose in and looked disapprovingly at Miss

Rhiannon. She left the room for a minute to discuss world affairs or something and when he

came back, he brightly went over to mom and was, introduced by Rhiannon.

I was beginning to get the idea that mom was a person of some importance, because he

changed his attitude the minute he walked into the room.

"How nice of you to visit our school Ms. Cromwell," he said, offering his hand.

"Thank you Principal Masters," mom shook his hand.

"Am I to understand that you have another daughter enrolled?" he pried.

"Yes Norman, my other daughter, Tamara is now in Miss Rhiannon's class," mom

answered warily.

"That's odd, when you supplied Deidre's information, you said she was an only child," Mr.

Masters recalled suspiciously.

"She was at the time my only dependant, and sole child living with me. After Deidre's

passing, I was asked to take her fraternal twin back from my ex-husband. It's a long story.

Tamara was living with her father until recently and now she is living with me, as my only child,"

mother spared words with the suspicious principal and it looks as if she has him on the ropes.

"Norman, if you have an issue with one of my students, I'll be happy to discuss it with you

in the teacher's lounge, or the office. You're spoiling the festive atmosphere," Rhiannon chastised

the nosey administrator.

Norman Masters knew better than to cross Rhiannon. There were stories of others who

had run afoul with her in the past... strange and frightening stories.

The principal cleared his throat and said, "No, no, I have no problem with your students

Miss Rhiannon. I was merely curious. It was nice seeing you again Ms. Cromwell and I hope to

see you around the school again in the future." He beat a hasty retreat, leaving the party nearly

undisturbed.

"Wow, he acted as if he's afraid of you Rhiannon," mother whispered to her.

"He is. No matter how much I try to hide my activities, sometimes rumors abound about

me, so I use them to my advantage. That way I don't have to do any of the fancy stuff..." she

laughed brightly.

"What, did you punish one of the teachers or something," mom asked conspiratorially.

"As a matter of fact, I have. However, he wouldn't have heard about it. Do you remember

reading about that Mary Kay Letourneau woman?"

"Hasn't everybody? I heard about it so much that I was sick of hearing about it."

"Well, not long before that came out in the press, we had a similar incident here. She

never made it to trial or even arrest," Rhiannon smiled wickedly.

"What hap... Never mind, I don't think I want to know," mom thought better about what

she was about to ask.

"Well... if you ever have a case of the screaming hornies, just give me a ring. I'm sure we

can satisfy your needs," Rhiannon laughed.

"I suppose we should wind the party down now and let you get back to teaching your

students," mom made ready to begin cleaning up the mess.

"Oh no you don't," Rhiannon stopped her, "There is more to teaching than tests and

lectures. This is teaching many of them about interpersonal interactions between the sexes. It

isn't often that they have this opportunity to discover the other half doesn't really have cooties."

"The boys are trying to speak with Tamara and so are the girls, so she is a factor in

knotting the group into a single body. I see how that could be very important. I sometimes wish

some of my teachers had been thoughtful enough to do this kind of thing for me. There really

isn't much social interaction between boys and girls until high school," mom agreed, now with

her arms folded and observing how we were talking, laughing, and reacting with each other.

"I'm so impressed with how far you have brought Tamara in such a short time. She seems

completely at ease with being a girl. Some don't take to it as well," Rhiannon appraised with her

compliment.

"It's not my doing, or at least not all of it is my doing. Tamara is an amazing little person.

She accepted that she's now a girl and has made the best of it. I sometimes worry when she

trembles and cowers, but at times like this, all I can do is shake my head in near disbelief," mom

admitted to her.

"Children?" Miss Rhiannon spoke up, "May I have everyone's attention please?"

Once the room quieted, Rhiannon went on, "I'm not going to make everyone break up just

yet, however I would like everyone to take their empty plates and plastic ware to the garbage cans

now so that we don't wind up with a big mess. Thank you."

The party went on right up until it was time to go home. The whole class thanked my

mom for a nice time and we said our goodbyes to them.

Looking In On Hank - Hank

*********************************

I've been fucked in so many different ways, which I had never thought possible and still

I'm ready for more. My need is so great I've not worried about eating or drinking, except for the

bodily fluids of my partners.

Mistress Dawn had visited hours before and declared, "What the fuck?" however she went

on and asked one of the people resting, "Did Rhiannon stop in?"

"Yes Mistress Dawn."

"I take it that she, did..." Dawn asked while pointing at me.

"Yes Mistress Dawn."

"What were your orders?"

"Rhiannon said, 'I want you all to go and fuck that thing until either you all can't fuck any

longer, or it is satisfied! However, know this, it will NEVER be satisfied!' and then she blinked

out. We've been doing our best Mistress, but it just keeps wanting more," the hugely busted,

gorgeous woman informed her.

"I wish she would have... uh never mind. You are doing well Dearie, so I'll pick up some

rations for everyone and bring them here so you can stay at it," Dawn informed her, as she left

mumbling to herself.

'Oh bliss!' I thought, 'This will keep them strong enough to keep fucking me...'

Right about then Rhiannon came tooling into the parking lot above. She leapt out of her

Ferrari, walked in and stated, "Dawn? Dawn baby where are you?"

Dawn walked up with an armload of energy bars and Gatorade, "I'm here godmother."

"I'm so sorry baby. I was so angry I forgot to appraise you of what has become of Hank,"

Rhiannon quickly apologized.

Dawn sighed, "Thank you godmother. I was going to read you the riot act."

"Okay... so I'm a goddess. I never said I was perfect," Rhiannon hugged the bigger woman.

"You've always been able to take the wind right out of my sails," Dawn laughed.

"I take it that you are going to fortify our sluts for longer sexual intimacy?" Rhiannon

asked nodding to the items in Dawn's arms.

"Of course, they are scared shitless that you might turn them into something like Hank."

"I want to graduate Hank to the next level. Bring Joni in on him. I don't think he'll be

able to deny her," Rhiannon ordered. "Did you know that fuck head broke Roger's arm?"

"I knew that Roger had a broken arm once, but not that Hank did it. That explains the tits

and torment. I'll release Joni on him in about an hour. After she's had time to build up her...

well, you know," Dawn informed her with a blush.

"Perfect! Now I have to jet to get ready for a dinner date with Tamara and her mother,"

Rhiannon supplied to Dawn.

"I haven't seen you this pleased in quite some time godmother. Come on... give!"

Rhiannon broke into a huge grin, "I'm going to be a godmother again!"

Dawn squealed like a happy cheerleader, "I'm so happy for you! I know how much you

love mentoring girls."

"Thanks Baby girl. It doesn't mean I'm any less of your godmother mind you. So don't go

getting jealous!"

"I've been hoping that you would find a new goddaughter for years now. Jealous, Hell I'm

relieved," Dawn, admitted, "You need the love of that girl as much as she needs yours."

"I never could fool you. Oh, before I forget, here's a check to help pay for the new slut

until I can get her up to speed," Rhiannon handed the other woman a large check.

"You know that this is way too much," Dawn accused.

"This one is going to take some extra attention so I want you to be compensated for taking

you away from business. It's only money after all," Rhiannon informed her.

"If I didn't know that you could easily afford this I would make you take half of this back.

But since you are wealthier that that pretender Gates, so wealthy in fact that you can remain

anonymous, I think I'll accept your generosity."

"Good, I hate to argue. I'll give your best to Tamara and Conni," Rhiannon waved back at

her while she quickly exited the tattoo parlor.

Dinner with the Cromwells - Tamara

******************************************

I was in the bathtub soaking in lilac bubbles when mom slipped in, "Hi there sweetie."

"Mom?" I asked.

"Yes, what is it Tamara?"

"I really love you," I told her. I don't know why I said it, but I needed her to know.

She dropped to her knees crying and hugging me.

"Is this a happy cry or am I in trouble?" I asked.

Conni laughed, "Baby girl, my heart is soaring. You just surprise me so much," she

explained as she hugged me.

"Why is that mom?" I was confused just a little.

"You are just a dear, girl," she explained.

"Oh, am I a better girl than I was a boy?" I asked wonderingly.

"I don't know, however I think you were an incredible boy too. When you were first, a girl

you did things from when you were a boy that easily qualify.

"Oh, thanks. I was just trying to figure out why my dad didn't love me," I sighed, going

back to washing myself.

"Tamara, the only thing I can tell you for sure, is that in no way was it your fault. Your

father is the one who was at fault. As an adult if he was having troubles, which he couldn't deal

with himself, he needed to either find help, or send you to live with someone who could care for

you properly until he could get his head straight. Do you understand Tamara?" she asked,

holding my face between her hands and looking into my eyes.

"Okay..." I replied unconvinced.

"I know it's hard to convince yourself that you didn't do anything wrong, especially when

you are used to someone else saying how things are always your fault. You should take the

opinion of a goddess, if you're lucky enough to know one," mom grinned at me. "And one will be

here in half an hour, which means that you had better get out of this tub and get dressed or I'll

bring her to meet you while your naked."

"You mean that she doesn't know what a naked girl looks like?" I teased back.

"Well I wouldn't want to make a goddess think that I was showing her disrespect by not

making the effort to be dressed by the time she arrived," mom pointed out.

"Okay, okay, I was getting out now anyway. The water is getting chilly. What should I

wear for her?" I asked, letting her dry me off with a big fluffy towel.

"I think I'm going to dress you in the softest sissy-looking dress you have. It will only be

for you, Rhiannon, and me to see you in and I want you to feel as feminine as possible tonight.

Can we do that?" she requested.

"Sure, it feels nice," I admitted. "The other nice thing about it is, nobody hits you when

you look pretty."

"Nobody should hit you ever honey. That's another good reason for you to be pampered,

so let's get busy," mom proposed as she led me to my bed, where she had laid out my garments

for this evening.

After the panties were on, mom helped me into a pair of pantyhose, my bra, and a pink

handkerchief dress, which has a low-waist style with floral appliqués at shoulder and hip and is

made of polyester and spandex, and long dangly earrings. Mom made my face up with more

makeup than she had the other day, and then put my hair up in an Edwardian braid.

I put on my strappy satin sandals, which are a closed-back, ankle-strap style with

rhinestone trim at the strappy toe vamp, a full 4-inch stiletto heel, and satin uppers.

Mom sprayed me down with some of her 'Hypnotic Poison by Christian Dior perfume', in

all the appropriate places.

Then Mom let me watch her dress again and over her lingerie she put on a turquoise

asymmetrical halter dress with strappy rhinestone sandals in blue patent.

Mom was a vision in her pretty dress, "Wow, you look like one of the models in your

magazines!"

"Why thank you sweetie. I wish I could say the same thing about you, but you are way too

pretty to be one of those models," she smiled and adjusted my dress.

"That's silly. Those girls are gorgeous," I stated, having taken her seriously.

"Well then maybe next week we can take you out and have you do some modeling. You

could be the next Cheryl Tiegs. It's hard work though... what am I saying? You're not afraid of

hard work. We'll ask Rhiannon when she gets here, okay?" mom asked as we started out from

the bedrooms towards the kitchen.

The doorbell diverted us from our intended path. We answered it together and invited

Rhiannon in.

She was dressed in a silk racer-back dress with ruched center seam and rhinestone detail

at the bust, which on her was an amazing sight to say the least.

Rhiannon was carrying a sealed bowl and she said, "Hi, I brought something like I said.

I'd love to hug you both but I need to set this down in the kitchen first."

I hugged her anyway.

Mom said, "This way Miss Rhiannon," and she led her to the kitchen.

"So, Miss Rhiannon, what did you bring," I pried.

"I brought a big bowl of Cawl. It's the national dish of Wales. I hope you will like it. I've

had quite a while to perfect the recipe," she laughed.

"I've never heard of it. It sounds intriguing," mom told her.

"What's in it?" I asked curiously.

"Leeks, potatoes, onions, parsnips, carrots, and plenty of special herbs and spices are in

it. Good thing for you I'm not Scottish, I would have had to bring a haggis," she laughed.

"What's that?"

"Oh, it's the heart, liver and kidneys of a sheep, ground up with oatmeal and stuffed into

its stomach," she informed me.

"Is it good?" I asked with much trepidation.

"It's really not bad. You have to eat it with a huge pile of mashed potatoes though," she

told me with a fond smile.

"People eat some funny stuff," I surmised.

"They do indeed. But changing the subject, you look devastatingly beautiful tonight,"

Rhiannon told me as she held me at arm's length.

I blushed, "You're just saying that because I'm wearing a beautiful dress."

"I've got other reasons too, however right now let's help your mom with dinner," Rhiannon

said as she carried a stack of plates, which were obviously meant for the table out to the dining

room.

I followed her with the silverware and between the two of us we had the table set in no

time.

"Okay you two, take a seat and I'll bring it out to you," Mom declared from the kitchen.

Rhiannon held my chair for me, however I didn't know what to do, "This is something you

should start getting used to Tamara. Whenever you go out into a public restaurant, men are

going to hold your chair for you. Just smooth your dress and be seated, but expect that I will

push it in towards the table," she instructed.

I did as she directed and found that it was very nice to have someone pamper me like that.

"Thank you."

"I'm happy to help teach you anything dear," Rhiannon smiled as she seated herself.

Mom brought out the food and placed it on the table and we started our meal with the

soup.

I was surprised that it was so good, but I should have known that Rhiannon would be the

best cook ever.

Once the soup was finished, we dug into the garlic chicken breasts and baby carrots mom

had prepared. Dinner was terrific, and the chatter was only slightly, strained.

After cleaning up, we retired to the living room and Rhiannon motioned me to sit next to

her on the sofa, "Tamara, your mother has asked something of me and I have agreed to it, as

long as it's alright with you."

"What is it?"

"Would you let me be your Godmother?" Rhiannon asked with a silly grin.

"You, mean like Dawn? You, want me to have big muscles?" I asked round-eyed and

concerned.

"No honey. Dawn has big muscles because she likes to have big muscles. That doesn't

have anything to do with the fact that she's my goddaughter. It just means that I promise to take

care of you, as your mother does, for as long as I live," she informed me, again, while holding

both of my hands.

"Would you?" I replied, hoping against hope that she would.

"It would please me more than you will ever know dear."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you," I chanted, pouncing on her with my arms wrapped

around her shoulders.

"I take it that you agree to it?" she teased.

"Duh," I mocked her.

"So you, don't want big muscles?" Rhiannon asked and continued with, "What do you

want?"

"I want to be little and soft and have big boobies like my godmother," I declared with verve.

"So, wearing this lovely dress doesn't bother you?"

"No, should it?" I brightly asked.

"Just answer me honestly, what about it do you like?"

"It caresses me all over. It's colorful and just feels delicious, and I like being pretty," I

answered and then added, "Partly because people are nice to me when I'm pretty."

"I'm so glad you like it, but I have one other question to ask you. Would you go back to

being Roger if you could?" Rhiannon was looking into my eyes so hard it felt as if she were

peering into my very soul.

"I... uh... no, I don't think I would want to be Roger. Even if I had my mom still and

everything else, I just like being soft and pretty... Is that a bad thing?"

"Not at all. It makes my heart soar. I'm so glad that you like what I did to you. I was so

very torn about doing it. You could have hated being a girl and hated me for making you one,"

she fretted.

I didn't know what to do to make her feel better, but her big soft lips were so close and

they had felt so good, I just kissed her on them.

"Mmm that was nice, and the best answer you could have given me. I can't wait to tell

Dawn!"

I thought for a minute, "Will she beat me up? I hope she won't be jealous."

"Actually when I talked to her about it, she was relieved, happy for you, and happy for me

too," Rhiannon informed me, "In addition, now that you're my goddaughter, nobody anywhere

ever will hit you and not pay the consequences, including Dawn. However, you don't need to

worry about Dawn. Dawn is a gentle and very loving soul who only uses her strength to punish

those who do evil and you don't even come close to that."

"I'm not all that good godmother," I fretted, knowing that she might find out my secret.

"Nonsense precious," she passionately stated, "Maybe... Conni, could you excuse us for a

few minutes please?"

"Sure, I'll go do some laundry," she jumped up and quickly left us.

"Tamara, confession is good for the soul. You know that I'll find out sooner or later and it

will be better for both of us if you tell me now," Rhiannon sternly urged.

"I..." I started, sniffed and then went on, "I'm the reason mom is dead..."

I tried to run away but she wouldn't let me go, "How did you do this heinous thing?"

I was crying now and through my tears I admitted, "I was bad and... and when dad was

punishing me, mom tried to stop him. When he couldn't hit me, he started hitting her instead.

When she finally got away she drove off and... and..." I couldn't finish it.

Rhiannon kept her cool, though it was certainly difficult, "What did you do that was so

bad?"

"When I had recovered enough I filled in with, "I didn't get all of the dishes washed. I

missed some that were in the living room."

Suddenly the room was alive with sparks jumping from place to place.

I shrunk down as far as I could to minimize the pain, which was surely coming to punish

me, "I didn't mean to..."

Conni popped her head in the room, "What's going on! Don't you harm my little girl!"

Conni rushed to grab me away from Rhiannon.

"Don't mom! I'm not worth it!" I yelled to protect her.

Rhiannon quickly calmed and the electric arcing stopped, "Wait, I'm not going to harm

anyone here! I'm sorry, but when I become seriously angry, there's a buildup of energy around

me. Tamara, you didn't have anything to do with your mother's death. Hank is damn lucky that

he wasn't here right now. Tamara, nobody who is human expects an 8 year old to scour their

house and search it top to bottom for dirty dishes. Your mom was doing just what Conni was

about to do, save her baby, and Conni was doing it in the face of almost certain death. She

didn't know that I wasn't going to harm you. That's what parents do. They protect their kids.

Not just moms either, loving dads do it too. No, I wasn't upset with you Tamara and I'm sorry

that you carried that burden so long. The only one responsible for your mother's death is soon to

reap a surprising reward."

Conni said, "Whew! I'm glad of that."

"I thought you were going to punish me..." I sniffed.

"Sweetie, you were blaming yourself for things that you weren't responsible for. Thinking

of the anguish that caused you, is what made me angry, but angry with the person who really

was responsible. Now will you help me to see if I broke anything please?" Rhiannon helped me to

my feet.

"That's got to be a real burden, that lightning thing," Conni remarked to her.

"You have no idea... It's a good thing I'm wealthy," she ruminated.

"If you're wealthy, why the hell do you teach school?" mom remarked quizzically.

"The first thousand years are easy. I like to teach children. I could care less that it

doesn't pay much. I have to be careful that I don't do anything, which will make the other

teachers or principal suspicious, so I arrange for grants and things to see to it that our class has

everything they need. It's not totally concealed, so the principal knows that something isn't

kosher. That's another reason he is careful around me."

"You sure have a complicated life Miss Rhiannon," I affirmed.

"Darling, to you, I'm either godmother, or just Rhiannon, at least whenever were away

from school. In the classroom you'll still have to call me Miss Rhiannon, so the other children

won't think I'm playing favorites, okay hon.?"

"Oh sure, thank you godmother."

"That goes for you too Conni."

"You want me to call you godmother too?" mom kidded.

"Would you like to pull on the other leg a while too?"

"Okay Rhiannon, but it wouldn't take me long to become excited. It is a lovely leg after

all," mom told her blushing.

Rhiannon winked at her, "I think we can explore our friendship more later, but I think my

favorite student is going to need her rest."

"Yes, Tamara should get her beauty sleep. Hey, Rhiannon, do you want to help get her

ready for bed? She's lots of fun, and you can see first hand how much your goddaughter loves

being a girl now," mom proposed.

"You know, I would love that. Is it okay with you Tamara dear?"

"Sure, if anyone knows what I look like naked, the goddess who created me should, so why

not? We all look alike now," I logically surmised.

"In most aspects anyway," mom said with a smile.

We all trudged up to my room and mom asked Rhiannon to weed through my nighties for

one she liked. She came up with a snow-white lacy teddie, which she helped me don.

"I'm very proud of you Tamara. You are an inspiration to me and I want you to know that

you are in no way responsible for your mother's death. Now you sleep peacefully and if you need

anything, yell out my name and I will come flying like an avenging angel, okay?" she hugged me

and tucked the covers around me tightly.

"Wearing gold?" I asked bright eyed.

"Yes and I may bring your god-sister for good measure!"

"That would scare those who are too stupid to be afraid of you I guess."

"That it does little one," Rhiannon kissed me, turned off the light and they both left

together.

Lizzy Mcguire school Project

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The final bell for school had just rang and Lizzy was walking to her locker where she would meet up with Miranda and Gordo.  Lizzy put her books up, she had so many books now that she was in High School.

"Hey Lizzy, are you ready to go" said Miranda.

"Yup, just put all my books up and grabbed my science stuff."

"Well good, Gordo said he'd wait out at the busses," said Miranda then she and Lizzy walked off to meet up with Gordo.

"Hey, over here" called Gordo as Lizzy and Miranda came out of the front of the school.  The three of them had grown up a bit, Gordo was much taller and had even gotten a little muscle on his slim figure, Miranda had just gotten a little taller but not much and her breasts got bigger and her fi

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gure got curvier, Lizzy had changed the most she had grown a bit taller, taller than Miranda but still much shorter than Gordo, her breasts had bulked up alot and now had a full figure including a thick toned stomach curvy hips and a tight round ass above long sexy legs.

"Well should we go" said Lizzy and the three of them got on the bus and rode over to Lizzy's house.

They got inside and found a note saying that Lizzy's mom, dad and Matt had already left.  Everyone put their bags down, all their clothes and stuff was already here from the night before so they didnt have to worry about getting them today.

"I dont really feel like doing this project, at least not right now" said Lizzy.

"Thats fine with me" said Miranda.

Both Miranda and Lizzy turned and looked at Gordo standing behind them "well..." they both said.

"I'm ok with it as long as I get a hug and kiss from each of you," said Gordo.  The three of them had become even more inseperable if that was possible, and now Gordo wasn't left out on anything anymore, it was the three of them always, never one or two.  Thus the friendship had grown to a harmless flirting among the three of them.

Both Lizzy and Miranda hugged Gordo and he put one of his arms around each of them, then at the same time Lizzy and Miranda leaned up and kissed him, one on each cheek.

Time went by pretty quick untill about 7pm.  They had just finished eating and both Lizzy and Miranda had each taken a shower one in each bathroom.  Lizzy and Miranda came out wearing their pajamas and found Gordo standing in the kitchen getting a drink.  Lizzy was wearing a short shirt that stopped half way down her sexy stomach and a pair of short cotton shorts that were so short he could see the bottom of her ass in them.  Miranda wore a similar shirt but instead of the shorts she had just a pair of boxers that Gordo couldn't help realize were his.  He was instantly hard and both Lizzy and Miranda noticed.

They both giggled a bit and bit their lips, "The showers all yours big guy" said Lizzy.

Gordo got a little red in the face but nevertheless he walked forward in between Lizzy and Miranda and smacked both their asses, they both jumped a bit and Gordo kept walking towards the shower.  He had grabbed his bag and got undressed and got in the shower.

It didn't take long for Lizzy and Miranda to think of something to do.  They both snuck to the bathroom carefull not to make and noise and slowly opened the door, unfortunatelly or coincidentally the lock had been broken two days ago when Lizzy and Miranda were running around.  They both peeked in the shower door was glass so the two of them had a clear view of Gordo.  He had toned up a big, not only just a scrowny little kid he now had an athletic build.  Gordo had his back to the door and Lizzy and Miranda took advantage of this.  The both snuck into the bathroom and hid in a nook that couldn't be seen from the shower.  Gordo had finished up soon after and had grabbed a towel and started to dry him self off.  Both Lizzy and Miranda had their picture phones with them then Gordo dropped the towel and went to grab his bag when the two of them popped out from around the corner and each took a picture of Gordo naked, then ran off into the living room and onto the couch.

Gordo didn't bother with clothes he wrapped the towel around his waist and chased after them.  He found them sitting on the couch like they had done nothing.  Gordo smiled a bit then just walked to the couch and sat in between them and turned on the TV, and the three of them started watching some movies.  Gordo had his arms around both Lizzy and Miranda's shoulders and in turn Lizzy had her head resting on his right shoulder and Miranda rested hers on his right.  A movie and a half later both Lizzy and Miranda had moved they now both rested their heads on Gordo's lap.  Gordo concentrating on the movie as only a thin towel was between Lizzy and Miranda and his cock.

The movie they were watching led up to a sex scene and Gordo's concentration broke.  He cock bulged under the towel and both Lizzy and Miranda felt it and he knew they did.  Lizzy and Miranda looked at each other then together pulled away the towel.  Gordo's cock stood a full and thick 8in long and throbbing.  Lizzy and Miranda licked their lips, then as one they each licked one full lick from base to tip one on each side of Gordo's cock.  Gordo was in heaven, recently the three of them had become close but this was increadible.  His hands moved to the back of their heads instinctly as the two girls licked on his cock.  Their tongues swirled over the massive cock and on occasion licked on each other.  Both at the top of Gordo's cock the kissed each other with his cock in their mouth.  Then they each took turns sucking his cock.  First was Lizzy her lips slid down his cock and amazingly on the first try she was able to deapthroat him and slid her lips all the way down taking his whole cock down her throat.  She slid up and off and then Miranda did the same only swirling her tongue around the huge cock in her mouth as she did it.  Gordo was close, his balls were throbbing aching to release the years of cum saved for the two girls who were now sucking his cock with increasing lust.  "Oh my god, I'm gunna cum," said Gordo.

"No, not yet we want it all over our faces" said Lizzy, and Miranda nodded in agreement.  Then they both slid their tongues across his cock and slid off the couch and kneeled down in front of him.  Gordo then took his own cock into his hand and started to jack himself off and as he did both Lizzy and Miranda took their shirts off, Lizzy now had perfect 36C tits, and Miranda had a set of 34Ds.  3...2...1 his cock exploded cum all over Lizzy and Miranda's faces.  Cum was all over them, their faces looked like they had just put their faces into a cake made of gel including most of their hair.  Cum dripped from their faces and onto their tits.  They were completely covered in the front from head to bellybutton.  Lizzy leaned over and sucked the cum from Gordo's cock and showed him the cum in her mouth before swallowing.  Next Miranda leaned over and started to lick the cum from Lizzy's face.  Gordo still hard and getting more excited as he watched slid down behind Miranda and pulled the boxers down to her knees exposing her pussy and ass.

"Oh yeah fuck my pussy Gordo" said Miranda then started lick the cum off of Lizzy again.  Gordo grabbed her waist and brought her pussy up to his cock then slowly slid into Miranda's pussy.  She moaned as she felt the huge throbbing cock inside of her.  It wasn't long before Gordo was pounding his cock in Miranda's pussy, her barely able to keep licking on Lizzy.  Lizzy then slid her shorts off showing her pussy, then pushed Miranda's face into her crotch and she started to lick Lizzy's pussy while being fucking by Gordo.

"Damn I'm gunna cum again" said Gordo.

"No, not inside" then as she finished talking she started cumming.  Not a moment later Gordo pulled out and shot cum all over her ass.

the end part two later........muahahahahahaaa!!!

Champ chapter 3

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This story was corrected by Kash the priest. He writes great stories which is why I asked him to help me.

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"In two months Kody Wight will face off against Vladimir in a title unification bout to see who is the better heavyweight." Says the announcer on TV. "It is being pegged as the fight of the year, because of the two fighters, their last fights both ended in Knockouts"

I turned off the TV. I really was not expecting this to be fight of the year. I have already been training a lot and I feel better then ever.

I look over and the time is nine at night so I go to sleep.

One month later.

BAM BAM. I land two jabs to the punching bag while my trainer is yelling into my ear. One of my team membe

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rs comes out of the trainers office and tells me he has a very important phone call that I should answer.

I shadow box my way to the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hi! Mr. Wight I was hoping to talk to you about your upcoming match." Said the voice. He kind of sounded old.

"Uh sure what's your name?" I asked.

"Hugh Hefner."

"SERIOUSLY?" I asked. I waved for the guy who gave me the phone to come here.

And he just smiled.

"Yeah. I don't know you, but my girls want to see your fight in person. Is there anyway you can get us some tickets?"

Now since I am the main attraction of course I can get tickets. I was already given five front row tickets to give to whoever I wanted. And Hugh's girlfriends are hot.

"Yeah. Sure. I could, just tell me where to mail them to."

"Well I thought it would be better to meet in person at the weigh-in and you could give us the tickets there and we will pay for them so don't worry about that."

"Are you kidding me? You can have them for free!"

"Well thanks I cant wait for your fight"

"Alright I will see you later then. Bye."

"Bye." He said and then I hung up. Wow Hugh Hefner and his girlfriends. That is going to be some great publicity.

A couple of weeks later it was time for the weigh-in. Me and Vladimir were getting onto the scales and people started going nuts.

I could not see Hugh or any of his blonde girls. But man the feeling of the crowd like that was just exhilarating.

Then we stood toe to toe in fighting stances for the cameras. He was talking trash.

"Just one more day Vladimir" I said, then I walked away.

As I walked off the stage to my changing room I was kind of disappointed because I didn''t meet Hugh Hefner. I opened the door and there he was. Old, but still that cool old man with his three hot girls.

"Nice to finally meet you." I said holding out my hand to Hugh.

"Same here." He said. "Kendra won't stop talking about you. She says that you're going to beat the hell out of Vladimir.""

I knew who he was talking about so I turned to her. She had on a tight shirt with blue jeans. I smiled. She was on one side of Hugh and Holly on the other with Bridget on the other side of Kendra.

"Well that means a lot to me. Thanks!" I said. She just smiled even more.

"Can we have a picture with you?" Asked Hugh.

"Sure all of us together or separate?" I asked.

"Well how about you get a picture of all of us and then one with Kendra?"

"That sounds great!" I said. So they all moved with Hugh. Holly one side of me and Kendra and Bridget on the other side.

Now this was great for me, because I think Kendra is the hottest. So we got a couple of pictures together and then It was time for me and Kendra to do the separate picture.

"How about we get one with a pose and then one with your arm around me?" Asked Kendra.

"Jeez Kendra! He probably already has a girlfriend!" said Holly. To which they started laughing and giggling.

"Its OK. I haven't really had time for one training for this fight."" I said with a grin. They were still giggling. I did the pose, one with Kendra where we acted like we were fighting with both us jabbing at the other.

In the next picture she got up against my side and I put my arm around her.

"Well here is your tickets and I will see you at the fight. Bye!" I said my eyes lingering on Kendra. And then I was off to the hotel to sleep in till tomorrow.

One day later.

"LETS GET READY TO RUMBLE!" The announcer steps out of the ring and so does both fighters teams.

I looked over outside the ring and there was Hugh and his girls. Kendra was on her feet cheering and clapping and smiling at me. I am going to win this fight for her, I thought to myself.

The bell rings and I rush in and start jabbing. He starts copying and jabs right along. He goes in to a jab this time and I sidestep and put all my power into a right uppercut.

BAM. He falls to the ground. He gets up after 5 seconds. He gets back into the fight and from there, I try to make this fight as good as it can be. Me and him just start throwing bombs. This continued into the later rounds.

At round 11 he caught me with a flurry of hooks and I fell. I was on the ground and I looked over and Kendra was shouting "GET UP KODY!" I got up after six and went back into the fight.

We sat at our corners for the last round. We were both exhausted. I didn't appear to look too, bad but Vladimir was bruised and bloodied. Time to go in for the knockout.

My team got out of the ring and the bell rang. I rushed in started throwing hooks and straights, putting all my power behind them. He was covering up so I started throwing hooks and uppercuts to the body.

He clutched his chest and then I threw a flurry of hooks to the chin and sent him down. I walked back to my corner waiting for him to get up. My trainer yelled I have 2 minutes left.

He got up and the count went to nine. The ref let him go and I ran to him and unloaded everything I had on him. Upper cuts and hooks rained down on his face. He covers up and that's when I go to the body. He grimaces in pain and his arms go down and I put all my power into a right hook and knock him out cold.

The crowd is going nuts. The count goes to ten and the ref calls it. I drop to my knees in relief. I went the distance. I look over and Hugh's girls are going crazy, especially Kendra. She is clapping and cheering.

The reporters and everyone jump into the ring and surround me. They start throwing questions everywhere at me. I just wave to my crew to pull them off.

"This stoppage of the fight comes in at two minutes and thirty seconds in the twelfth round and the winner by knockout and the new unified heavyweight champion of the world Kody-"

My team is pretty much going nuts and hugging me. Larry merchant heads over and starts asking questions.

"Next weekend the other two title holders are facing off in another unification bout. Do you plan on fighting the winner?" He asks.

"I would love to. But right now I feel exhausted." I said bye and left the ring. I couldn't see Kendra or Hugh and his other girls. I walked to my changing room with disappointment.

I may be the new champion but I wanted to talk to Kendra. I opened the door and there they were. Kendra came up and started Hugging me.

I just hugged her back. Hugh said he had to get going, I didn't ask any questions. Kendra stayed though, so we could talk and everything.

My team gave us champagne for the victory and the night was spent with me and her talking and laughing.

At around 4, I had to leave. She wanted to come with me so I let her. I drove to my house and let her in.

"Nice place!" She complimented.

"Thank you!" I said. She seemed a little drunk. "I am beat"" I said.

"Well I am going to make you feel alive starting right now!" She said grinning.

She dropped to her knees and with surprising speed pulled down my trunks and boxers.

My cock sprung to full attention as soon as she was staring at it.

She immediately went to work sucking the tip. Keeping it nice and hard in her pretty little mouth.

She just sucked and sucked away. She finally started bobbing her head up and down my shaft. It felt really good. She was swirling her tongue around as she sucked.

She looked up into my eyes as she sucked. I couldn't hold it any longer.

"IM CUMMING!" I shouted. She just went faster and sucked up every last drop.

"You worked him over pretty fast there Kendra!" Said a girly voice from behind me. I turned around and saw Bridget naked looking at my penis. She has a great body.

"Whoa you're bigger then Hef!" She said.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

"Well we followed your car here." said Bridget.

"Who's we" I asked.

"Me and Bridget" came a voice from my side.

I turned and saw Holly also naked in the doorway to my bathroom. She gasped when she saw my cock.

"Wow it is bigger then puffins!" She said.

"We never get sex from him because he is too old. We need a real man to satisfy our needs." said Kendra. I turned and saw that she had stripped down to nothing.

"Well I am only one man but this one man is not going to sleep till he satisfies every last one of you." I said.

"Well I am going to start with Bridget, because she looks ready." I walked over to her and told her to lay down.

She laid down and I lined my dick up with her pussy. Then I rammed straight in making her gasp with pleasure. I started going as fast and hard as I could making her moan with pleasure. I looked over and saw Kendra eating out Holly.

I rammed harder. Holly positioned herself so she could lick and suck at Bridget's breasts. As soon as she did, Bridget shook and screamed with pleasure cumming onto my cock that was pistoning in and out of her.

I pulled out of her and moved over.

"Holly you're next" I said. Kendra stopped eating her out and I jammed my dick into her pussy.

I started ramming into her like I did for Bridget. But this time I pistoned each and everyway I could, making her moan with pleasure. She looked extra hot with my dick in her with her eyes rolling around. It was pure bliss doing this.

I pounded and pounded away at her pussy and she just kept moaning and moaning. Kendra was sucking one of her tits while Bridget was sucking Holly's tit. She came a few minutes later.

"Last but not least, it's Kendra's turn" I said. She got up on her hands and knees and wiggled her ass at me.

"You like it doggy style don't you?" I said grinning.

"HURRY UP AND FUCK ME!" She shouted.

I rammed my cock into her pussy. She was tighter then the others. It felt so good. I pistoned in and out of her as fast as I could. Going deeper every time. She started pushing back in time with my thrusts making it all the more better.

Holly got up and pushed her pussy against Kendra's face.

"EAT ME OUT!" Shouted Holly.

Kendra must have been good at eating people out because Bridget and Holly always wanted her to do it. Kendra obliged and started licking away while she matched me thrust for thrust.

Bridget started caressing and licking Kendra's boobs while Kendra was giving oral to Holly, while I fucked her. It was great. Pretty soon she came all over my cock. And yet I had not cum yet.

I pulled out a little exhausted after the fight and fucking three hot women.

"Why have you not cum yet?" Asked Bridget.

"I seem to always have a problem cumming." I said

"Well it would be an honour for all three of us to make you cum." Said Holly and they all started giggling. They made me stand up and then Holly and Bridget dropped to their knees.

Holly immediately took my cock into her mouth and started bobbing up and down. Bridget started lick and sucking at my balls. Every so often she would put them in her mouth.

Kendra came up on my side and me and her started kissing. It was incredible three women were giving me more than I could handle.

Pretty soon I pulled away from Kendra.

"IM CUMMING!" I shouted.

Kendra just came back for more tongue, while Holly and Bridget kept giving me head. Then right before I came they all were kneeled under my cock waiting to be sprayed with my semen.

My first shot was sent shooting onto Kendra's face landing on her forehead and then it sort of spread out and dripped down her face.

My second shot landed on Holly left cheek. My third shot landed on Bridget's lips. Then they all took turns coaxing all the semen out of me and into there greedy mouths.

They all drank it down and then stood up.

"You were probably the best fuck I have ever had!" Said Kendra

"Yeah same here!" Added Bridget and Holly in unison.

'What about Hef?" I asked

"We are going to leave him." Said Holly.

"OK." I said. Then they all turned and huddled and whispered in a little group. Like a minute later they turned around.

"We want to stay here and live with you." Said Kendra.

"Yeah, you can always keep us satisfied and we will always make sure that you are as well!" Said Holly.

"Please!" They all said with a pouting look on there face. How the hell could I say no.

One week later.

"In celebrity news Hugh Hefner's girlfriends have left him for up and comer heavyweight champion Kody." Said the host of a news channel. "They have all been seen going in and out of Kody's house and when asked for comment, they say that they are happier living there then they ever were with Hugh."

I just smiled watching the television. I turned it off and went to sleep with Kendra and Holly snuggling up against me while Bridget was out doing a photo shoot.

2 weeks later.

"In sports news. Kody the heavyweight unified title holder will face off against Ivan, the other unified title holder to crown the undisputed heavyweight champion of the world in 5 months." Said the announcer.

"The fight is being pegged as fight of the decade and each fighter will get 40 million for this fight and the winner will get a bonus 20 million."

The girls were watching and were cheering and clapping for me when we were in bed. I went to sleep satisfied from sex as well as Kendra, Holly and Bridget.

To be continued...

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Let's Get ready To Rumble (revised)

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 Shelley woke up to the alarm clock screeching in her ear. The last thing she wanted was to have to get up at nearly six a.m. to go to the gym but she wasn't giving up on her New Year's resolution the very first day! She had vowed to work out daily so she was gonna do it! She pulled her wavy blonde hair into a high ponytail and rummaged in the dresser for a pair of underwear, her pert bottom twitching from side to side. She fished out a pair of white cotton thongs and a matching cami. She pulled the cami over her 36B chest and sighed. They weren't the biggest breasts in the world but at least they were perky! She slid into a pair of black skintight yoga pants and slid her feet into her sneakers. After grabbing her gym bag she hustled out the door at a little after six.

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‚ The normally bustling streets were quiet with very few people roaming round. Most New Yorkers were still snug in their beds sleeping off the effects of welcoming the new year in. But being single, Shelley had drank a cheap glass of wine and went to bed as soon as the ball had dropped. She had moved to New York only recently and still didn't know alot of people. She usually stayed at home ready trashy romance novels, like a normal young woman, and watching professional wrestling on television, like any good tomboy from the south. She had grown up in a household full of brothers. Headlocks and drop toe holds were common knowledge to her. Just let a mugger try for her and she would piledrive them, she thought with a laugh.

  She swung open the gym door and smiled absently at the receptionist. The gym was nearly empty as she walked to the changing rooms. Almost two hours later she was ready to call it a day. Her legs burned from the stair stepper and her butt ached from too much time on the stationary bike. Though she normally avoided the steam room like the plague she decided that since it was probably empty she would try it, just this once. She wrapped her curvy body in a towel and tiptoed in.

 The steam swirled around her. It was hard to see but she could make out the figure of a man against the far wall. She blushed in the heat."Oh sorry, I thought the room might be empty." She started to turn back to the door but was stopped by a warm chuckle. "Don't leave on my account. I would hate for it to get around that I chased away a beautiful lady just because I was wearing only a towel!" She smiled towards him, thiking to herself that his voice seemed vaguely familiar. She sat near him shyly. Her sore muscles protested as she slumped down onto the bench. She felt a warm muscular hand on her upper arm. "Are you okay, maybe you should rest. All this heat may not be a good idea." Shelley sighed,"Probably not but right now I'm too exhausted to care! I swore I would workout more and I'll do it. I just never realized I would feel like I  had gotten body slammed by The Giant!" He  laughed. "Ah, a wrestling fan. First time off the couch?' She smirked into the fog, "Hardly, just too much too soon I guess." His hand still rested on her arm. " I could rub some of that soreness out, if you like." She knew she should say no but the steam was warming her and his hand sent tingles down her body.

  "That sounds delicious. By the way I'm Shelley." His hands kneaded her flesh slowly. " Hi Shelley. My name's Matt." She relaxed as Matt's hands rubbed her tender flesh, purring as he did so. With the combination of the steam room and the massage, she felt as if she was on fire. It wasn't as if she was a virgin. She'd been with a couple of guys back home. But maybe it was his strong hands,  the fact that he was a stranger, or that she couldn't see his face clearly that was making her horny. Or maybe it was the fact that it had been her own hand late at night for over eight months now. Whatever it was she was starting to feel creamy and wished that he would massage something else.

 Her hips were grinding into the bench in little circles and her breath was coming in ragged jags. She felt his hands near the edge of the towel wrapped round her breasts and sighed as it fluttered open. His hands massaged her round globes and she wished again that she had bigger breasts, but Matt didn't seem to care. He twisted the tight nipples gingerly between his fingers, stretching them gently till they were as hard as rocks. She moaned and pressed her back against his body. He was well muscled and well hung. She could feel his hard-on pressing against her. He lowered his head and kissed her neck. She moaned louder as his mouth drifted down to her nipples. Massaging one in his hand still, he captured the other between his lips and sucked softly. Shockwaves rippled through her and she arched her back to meet him. His hand slipped from her breast, past her flat tummy till it found her shaved pussy. He rubbed the mound tenderly, probing with his fingers til he found her clit. She squeeled as he rubbed her. Her body tensed as he probed her pussy. She felt like she was burning and she wanted so bad to come on this stranger's hand. But Matt had other plans. Pulling away he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her onto his lap. She felt her pussy open up as his hard cock pressed in. She bounced on it eagerly, fucking him like a wild woman. Her cries grew louder as she came. Just as she started shuddering she heard Matt growl and felt his sperm splattering inside of her. Thank God for birth control she thought fleatingly.

 Afterwards she leaned against him breathlessly. "Look Matt, please don't think that I do this all the time. It's just that.." He chuckled, "Shhh, of course not. But I hope that this isn't a one time performance. Maybe later tonight I could have an encore, but this time with a big soft bed?" Shelley grinned, " Sure! Maybe you could come over to my place tonight. We could watch wrestling and then retire for a little wrestling of our own?" She wrapped her towel round her and followed him to the door as they talked. When the door sung open she stepped out and turned, eager to see the face of her lover. She stared in shock as pro wrestler Matt Hardy walked out, smiling at her puzzled face. "Sure," he chuckled, "but maybe after the show?"

Jessica Simpson Gets Daddy's Sugar

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At her parent's mansion, Jessica Simpson's Dad is getting ready to hit the sack. Because of the breakup with her husband  (Nick Lechey), she is staying with her parents for a while to clear her head.
He has been trying not to look at Jessica, but her body has been on TV commercials and in magazines, and he has caught himself thinking about jerking his dick to the  thought of doing her.  He has been fighting the taboo fantasies, but knows he can't get the thought of his lovely daughter going down on him.
He has had a couple of drinks, and his wif
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e is at a party.  He needed to talk with Jess about a record deal, so he stopped by her bedroom .
He knocked, and she said, come on in Daddy. When he got in the bedroom, he couldn't believe his eyes!  She was in a thong, and she had on a tank top with no bra. Her nipples were sticking out real nice. He immediately sad "put something on for God's sake"!  Jessica said "Oh Daddy, you have seen me at photo shoots with less on"!
Her Father was thinking naughty thoughts.  The two shots of Jack Daniels he had had earlier were kicking in too.  He was getting hard.He wanted to fuck that body, daughter or not.  Every fuckin' guy in the country wanted that ass.
Finally, he couldn't stand it any more and asked her if she was dating anyone since the split with Nick.He wanted to take the conversation to sex.  He was going to get that hot ass.
"No Daddy, I haven't been with anyone since we split up".  But I am sure getting anxious for the touch of a man.Her Dad was getting real hard.
He said "Well maybe you need a real man.  "What do you mean, Daddy"?  He couldn't stand it any longer-those big tits, and those tanned thighs ready to be touched.
Right before he could spit out the words, he pulled his cock out, and said "you know what I mean".  His dick was hanging there, a good 10 inches of swollen meat.  All Jessica could do is look at that dick. "You like what you see, don't you?"
"Jesus, Dad, you are hung well!" is all Jessica could say. It was all over now, she wanted that cock, and Dad was was ready to fuck that body. Immediately, he put that big dick in her face and demanded she suck it. "Yea, you suck my dick, you fuckin' whore."  "I have wanted this for a long time, since you stared to grow tits around 14"
"It is no wonder that guys are beating off at the thought of you having sex with them!"  Her father was going enjoy this, regardless of the taboo.  "God, Daddy, you have a nice big dick, bigger than Nick's."
"Good, because you are gonna suck and fuck that thing real good!"  "Suck it bitch!" is all he kept telling her in between the grunts. Jessica was slurping and sucking on that big cock.  Finally, he went down on her pussy.  Boy he felt like a demon, being with his oldest daughter like this. But then, the thought of doing Jessica's sister,Ashley in the future made him even hornier.He was getting the pussy many guys in the world were jacking off to.
After getting a great blowjob, it was time to eat his famous hot daughter's pussy. He went down on her and she fuckin' moaned real loud!  All he could think was, man she is a loud moaner, like her Mom.Her clit was huge, and her pussy was soaked.  She tasted real good to her Dad.
Now it was time to shove that big Daddy dick in that hot pussy. "Get on all fours Jessica now!" "You are gonna get fucked real good, baby!"  He was big, but she was real wet,and he slid into his daughter's pussy slow at first.  All he could think was, I will probably burn in Hell for this, but she is so fucking hot.  He was thinking to himself, I am going fuck the shit out of her.  The lust was too much.
Finally, they had the rythym going as the incest fuck smelled up the room.  He was humping that pussy at a fast speed. You could hear the sounds of pussy juice and hard cock slapping each other.  "Fuck me Daddy!" Jessica moaned as he put fucked her on all fours. Looking down at that hot young ass of her's, he finally spilled his seed in her, with a big grunt and moan.
"Uh, don't worry, Daddy, I am still on the pill."  "Good her Dad said, because we have got to do this again!

Saved By The Bell, Tori's Big Surprise

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                             Saved By The Bell, Tori’s Big Surprise

 

   Tori Scott was the new girl at

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Bayside, she was tall had a slim build and was almost masculine in her actions. She always wore a leather jacket and jeans and she was very mechanically inclined. She had made friends quickly with a cute black girl named Lisa Turtle and three guys Lisa always hung around with. One was a sexy Hispanic looking jock named A.C. Slater; he was nice but didn’t really turn her on. The second was super geeky Samuel “Screech” Powers; he was really strange but very nice. Then there was the super cocky but oh so cute Zack Morris. He had blonde hair hazel eyes and a smile that she was sure had gotten him anything he wanted. She also noticed a nice bulge in his crotch that made her pussy twitch on more than one occasion. But his attitude sucked, he walked around like he thought his shit didn’t stink and he could do whatever he wanted.

   The big fall back to school dance was coming up and Lisa Turtle asked Tori to help her with the decorations. As they worked Tori began asking Lisa questions. In case you don’t know Lisa was the school gossip, if you needed any information you just asked Lisa.

   “What is up with Zack?” Tori asked. “I mean he thinks he’s God’s gift to women.”

   “Well honey, he is really cute and he’s a great fuck.” Lisa replied smiling as she thought of Zack’s cock sliding in and out of her black pussy.

   “WHAT? You mean you and Zack have had sex?”

   “Oh yeah, we’ve been fucking off and on since we were in eighth grade.”

   “I can’t believe it. I thought you were a virgin.”

    Lisa almost fell off the ladder she was laughing so hard. “Are you kidding me? I don’t think there’s a virgin in this school. Half the girls are fucking their teachers so they will pass and the cheerleaders; well let’s just say they do a lot for team spirit.”

   “I thought this was such a straight laced school.”

   “Oh honey we enjoy life here.” Lisa smiled down at her friend then asked. “How about you? Are you a virgin?”

   Tori blushed bright red and said. “Well technically I am, I mean I’ve never actually had intercourse but I’ve sucked my share of cocks.”

   “Why haven’t you let anybody fuck you? I’m sure you’d love it.”

   “Don’t get me wrong. I love having my pussy stuffed but. Well I haven’t found the right guy yet.”

   Lisa spread her legs and started rubbing her crotch then said in a low moan. “All this talk is making me so horny. Have you ever messed around with a girl?” She climbed off the ladder and stood in front of Tori staring lustfully into her eyes.

   “Oh Lisa, you are so sexy. I’d love nothing better than to make wild passionate love to you, but I can’t.” Tori said as she felt her own pussy getting wet.

   “But why not? I guarantee you’ll like it. I’m very good at making girls cum.” Lisa said as she pulled Tori’s face to hers. She kissed Tori sliding her tongue over Tori’s lips. Tori moaned as she parted her lips and met Lisa’s tongue with her own. They kissed passionately and Lisa pushed Tori’s leather jacket off her shoulders. Tori was moaning as Lisa squeezed her breasts then removed her t shirt and bra, making her nipples hard as rocks . Tori let her hands roam over Lisa’s luscious body stopping to squeeze her firm breasts. She could feel Lisa’s nipples poking against her palms.

   She had never wanted anything more but she pushed Lisa away and said. “Oh Lisa, I want you so much but I really can’t do this.”

   “But why? I know you’re excited.” As she spoke she quickly unbuttoned her jeans and slid them and her panties down to her ankles revealing her neatly trimmed pussy. “And how can you pass up licking my wet pussy?”

   Tori was shocked as she watched beautiful Lisa finger her pussy. Her eyes were glued to Lisa’s hand as she brought her finger up to her mouth and licked it clean. Tears started rolling down Tori’s face as she said. “You don’t understand, I want you very much but I’m afraid of what will happen if I let you see me. That’s why I had to leave my last school. I let my boyfriend, who I thought loved me, take my pants off and he freaked.”

   “What do you mean? I’ve seen pussies before.”

   “Well I’m different.” She took a deep breath then pushed her jeans and panties down. Lisa’s eyes widened as she stared at a six inch cock sticking out of Tori’s pubic hair. “You see I was born with a cock and a pussy, I’m a hermaphrodite.”

   “HOLY SHIT!” Lisa screamed as she stared at Tori’s throbbing cock. “It’s beautiful”

   Tori was shocked as she felt Lisa’s fingers close around the shaft. She had waited so long to feel somebody’s hand besides her own touch her cock. She could feel it throbbing as Lisa slid her hand up over the head. Lisa dropped to her knees and in one movement took all of her cock into her mouth and throat. Tori moaned as Lisa gave her her first blowjob. It was better than she had dreamed she knew how good it felt to suck a cock but she wasn’t prepared for the pleasure she was receiving from Lisa’s mouth. Tori knew she wouldn’t last long and when Lisa slipped a finger into her pussy that was all she could stand. Her pussy tightened on Lisa’s finger and her cock jerked and filled her mouth with hot cum.

   “OH MY GOD! OH LISA I’VE NEVER FELT LIKE THIS! OH FUCK I’M CUMMING!!!!”

 

   Lisa moaned as she swallowed Tori’s cum and also she could feel pussy juice running down her arm. She swallowed all her cum then moved lower and slipped her tongue into Tori’s pussy causing her hips to jerk as another small orgasm swept through her.  

   Tori collapsed on the floor of the gym with Lisa. Their lips met in a passionate kiss and Tori’s hands began rubbing Lisa’s large breasts. She pulled Lisa’s shirt over her head then quickly unhooked and removed her white lace bra. Tori’s mouth watered as she stared at Lisa’s firm black body. She had always wanted to fool around with a girl and she wasn’t going to miss this chance. She licked down Lisa’s neck and took her left nipple into her mouth. Lisa moaned as Tori sucked her breast and slid her hand over her flat stomach towards her soaking wet pussy. Tori’s pulse was racing as her fingers slid over Lisa’s wet lips and into her hot pussy. She slid first one then two fingers into Lisa causing her hips to rock.

   “Oh Tori that feels so good. Fuck my wet pussy with your fingers.”

   As Lisa spoke she pushed Tori’s head downward. Tori took the hint and kissed her way to Lisa’s pussy crawling between her legs and putting Lisa’s thighs on her shoulders. Gently she parted Lisa’s lips and was in awe of how the pink of her pussy contrasted with her black skin. This thought was quickly pushed from her mind as she gave into her lust and buried her tongue into a hot wet pussy for the first time in her life.

   “OH MY GOD!!! EAT MY PUSSY TORI!!!! LICK MY FUCKING CLIT!!!” Lisa screamed as she pulled Tori’s face tighter against her. Her hips were bucking and she knew she was so close to a mind shattering orgasm but she wanted to feel Tori’s cock buried in her. She pulled Tori’s face from her pussy looked into her eyes and said. “Fuck me Tori; I want to be the first to feel your cock in me.”

   Tori’s cock was throbbing as she crawled up between Lisa’s thighs. She leaned down and kissed Lisa’s lips and said with a tear running down her cheek. “Oh Lisa I’m so happy you want me to fuck you. You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to have sex with someone, but I’m thrilled that you’ll be the first.”

   As Tori talked she felt Lisa’s hand close on her cock then slide it along her slit till the head found the opening of Lisa’s pussy, or in Tori’s mind the gates of heaven. She looked at Lisa’s face and moaned as she pushed forward feeling her cock slide into the velvet glove of a wet pussy for the first time. She moved slowly at first reveling in the feelings.

   “Lisa, your pussy feels so good on my cock.”

   “Damn this is so wild; your cock feels so good in me.” Lisa said then lifted her head so she could suck Tori’s nipples. Tori could feel the cum starting to rise in her cock as she pumped faster and harder into Lisa. Lisa’s orgasm was fast approaching and she lifted her hips meeting Tori’s thrusts.

   “OH FUCK LISA, I’M GONNA CUM!!!”

   “YES TORI, CUM IN ME!!! LET ME FEEL YOUR HOT CUM SHOOT INTO MY PUSSY!!!! MAKE ME CUM WITH YOU!”

    Tori thrust hard into Lisa and screamed as she felt her cock jerk over and over as hot cum filled Lisa’s pussy. This triggered Lisa’s orgasm and she pulled Tori to her hugging her tightly as her hips jerked with every shot from Tori. They lay there holding each other till Tori’s cock finally softened and she groaned slipped from Lisa.  

   “Thank you Lisa, that was amazing.”

   “Oh sweetie you don’t have to thank me that was awesome. You are one of the best fucks I’ve ever had.”

   They held each other and kissed then Tori looked at Lisa and asked. “Do you think I could ever get Zack to fuck me?”

   “Honey I know Zack and after the initial shock he’d love to fuck you. In fact I’ve noticed a nice bulge in his jeans when I see him staring at your ass.” They both laughed then they noticed the time and they quickly dressed and finished decorating the gym.

    Later that night as she lay in bed, Tori couldn’t keep her mind off Lisa’s sweet pussy and maybe feeling Zack’s cock filling her own. She reached down and squeezed her hard cock then slowly started stroking it. She pulled her vibrator from her nightstand and slipped it into her wet pussy. “Oh Zack fuck me. Let me feel your hard cock fill me.” She moaned as she slid the vibrator into her pussy with her left hand and stroked her throbbing cock with her right. She imagined how wonderful it would feel to have Zack’s hot cum shoot into her pussy. As she moaned her hands moved faster till her hips jerked lifting her ass from the bed and she groaned as her pussy gripped the vibrator and cum shot from her cock. It shot high into the air landing on her heaving chest. As she relaxed she scooped the cum from her breasts and stomach then brought her fingers to her lips so she could lick them clean.

   The next morning Zack and Lisa sat in her driveway in his 1966 Mustang convertible. She had called him and asked for a ride to school. He was wondering what was up, not that he minded giving her a ride in fact he was horny and was hoping maybe she was too.

   “So Lisa, what’s up? I mean you don’t usually ask for a ride unless you have something on your mind.” Zack said as he squeezed her breast.

   “Zack are you always horny?” Lisa laughed as she moved closer to him.

   “You know I am.” He laughed. “And usually you are too.”

   “Well I am a little, but I want to talk to you about Tori first.”

   “What about her?” he said moving his hand under her skirt.

   “Oh Zack, that feels great.” She moaned when she felt his finger slip under her panties and into her pussy.

   “You like my fingers don’t you?”

   “You know I do. I’ve always enjoyed what you do to me ever since Miss Bliss taught us how to please each other. But stop for a minute.” She moaned grabbing his hand. “I talked to Tori last night and Zack she’s never been with a guy.”

   He looked shocked and said. “You’re kidding, she’s a virgin?”

   “Well technically, but she told me she has played with some toys and sucked some guys off. Also now she has been with a girl.” Lisa smiled as she added the last part of the statement.

   “I see, so you two messed around last night?”

   “Yeah, and it was like nothing I’ve ever had before. It completely blew my mind.”

   “Wow, she was that good?”

   “Oh yes, and she wants you to be the first guy to fuck her. But she’s shy, she doesn’t want you to see her nude and she wants me to be there to help her.” She said as she squeezed the lump in his crotch.

   “Damn that sounds strange. But you know me, always up for some good hot pussy. Now get down there and suck my cock.” He said pulling her head into his lap. She opened his jeans and pulled his thick seven inch cock into the open then slowly ran her tongue over the head. As she slid her mouth lower taking him into her throat he slipped two fingers back into her pussy.

   “Fuck, you’re the best cock sucker Lisa.” He moaned as she swallowed the last of his cock pushing her nose deep into his pubic hair.

   She sucked him for several minutes then pulled her mouth off him with a pop. Then slid her panties off and straddled his lap. She reached down and slid his cock head along her lips then moaned as she lowered herself onto him. “Oh Zack I love your cock in me.”

   Zack grabbed her ass with both hands and squeezed as he moved her up and down his hard cock. She moaned as developed a nice slow rhythm lifting up till just the head was in her then sliding back down till it filled her completely. She kissed him hard letting their tongues wrestle as she bounced faster slamming her pussy onto his fat cock.

   “Lisa I love fucking you. Your pussy is so tight. Oh fuck I’m gonna cum.”

   “Oh yes Zack shoot your cum in me! I’M CUMMING TOO!”

   She ground her crotch against his as she felt his cock swell and shoot four strong shots deep inside her. They were both panting as they tried to catch their breath and he could feel her pussy milking the last of his cum from his cock. She lifted off him and quickly swallowed his wilting cock cleaning all their combined juices off it. As she sat up she could feel his cum leaking from her so she slid two fingers inside her pussy making sure they were covered with his sticky cum. Then lifted them to her mouth licked down one side then said. “You want a lick?” To her surprise he leaned in and helped her lick her fingers clean.

   As they drove to school she looked at him and said. “Wow, I can’t believe you licked your cum from my fingers.”

   “It’s no big deal; I’ve been doing it for years.” He smiled as he added. “I have to get rid of the evidence when I jerk off.”

  

   Please email any comments to lisa_7486@yahoo.com If the feedback is good I’ll post part 2.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Harry potter sex storie (revisited) 15, 16 & 17 END?

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Harry's Victories

Harry fell flat on his back by the impact of something hitting him. "Harry Potter sir Dobby is coming to get you. Dobby thinks he find what you look for." Dobby said holding out a wand.

Harry stood up and took it from him while stepping into the room and shutting the door. Harry looked at it closely. It was about ten inches long and a sleek black color. It looked like it was in perfect condition; Harry ran his finger all around it up and down its shaft. Harry looked at the handle and saw there was an R on it.

This made Harry jump up with excitement and before running off to Ron and Hermione he told dobby, "I owe you for this one Dobby. If you need anything just ask."

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lted out of the room, down the corridors, and up many stairs to get to Gryffindor common room, with a couple passages. Hermione, Ron and Ginny were sitting there by the fire and before they could ask where he’s been he grabbed Ginny and told them all to follow him. He led them up to the boys’ dorm because it was empty. Harry pulled the wand out of his pocket and showed it to them. Hermione grabbed it right away and looked it over the best she could stopping on the R at the base of it.

"Wow Harry how'd you find it? Where did you find it?" Hermione asked him while she stroked it.

Harry took it out of her hands before saying, "Well I didn't find it actually, Dobby did. I also don’t want anybody touching this until we can find a way to destroy it."

Harry went to his chest, pulled out an old pair of socks, and stuck the wand inside. He wrapped it up and placed it at the very bottom of the chest underneath his clothes. Harry made sure that when he locked it he added a few protection charms on it so no one accidentally found it.

They all set out to a wonderful lunch which included roast, chicken, mashed potatoes and an assortment of pies for desert. Harry on the other hand could not eat; neither could Ron, because right after lunch was the last Quidditch match of the year and probably the rest of their lives. They all headed to the field and Hermione bode them good luck before heading to the stands. Harry, Ron and Ginny entered the tent where the rest of the team was waiting nervously.

Harry put on his Quidditch robes and stood in front of his teammates, "For some of us this is the last official match we will be playing. I say we make it a match that no one will forget for years to come." This got some cheers from his teammates and he continued; "Now I want the best efforts out of all of you. Let's bring the cup home again for the seventh straight year."

They all cheered and left the tent ready to go for it. The fifteen people lifted up off the grounds and Harry circled the playing field looking for the snitch, as he would always do. Harry heard Luna commentating on the match, which was as enjoyable as always when she messed up the names. The only names she got right were Harry, Ron and Ginny's.

Harry heard the score of 70 to 30 Gryffindor was in the lead and Harry was still searching for the snitch. He was searching every inch of the field and could not see it so he circled lower and lower. Harry weaved in and out of players racing from each end of the field to the other and back. Harry flew up behind Ron to look the entire length of the field, which did not help at all.

As he took off to look higher, he was hit smack in the side of the head by a quaffle soaring past Ron. Harry laid flat on his back looking up and heard the whistle indicating a time out. He looked up and saw Ginny standing over him but all he could hear was ringing. Harry sat up and stood for a few seconds before mounting his broom and kicking off again.

Harry circled the field as the whistle was blown to continue playing. The score was now 100 to 70 and Harry knew he needed to find the snitch soon. Harry looked over at the opposing side of the field and noticed something shimmer behind the goal post. Harry took off streaking toward it with the other seeker on his tail. Harry was streaking toward the ground at breaking speeds and lifted himself up just in time with the snitch in hand. Harry looked up and he blacked out. Harry awoke some time later in the hospital wing. Ginny was sitting beside his bed putting a cool cloth on his head. Harry looked at her but before he said anything, she spoke up.

"You ran smack into the wall below the stands where Ravenclaw were sitting and passed out. You pulled out of your plunge a little to close to it." Ginny told him with a little worry on her face, "The match ended three hours ago and diner is about to start. I'll go and nip some food for us and come right back."

As Ginny, left he looked around the room and noticed he was the only one there. Harry lay back down, closed his eyes and fell asleep. Harry awoke some time later to a loud smashing noise. He sat straight up and looked around but the room was still deserted. Harry got out of bed, pulled on his robes, and grabbed his wand out of the pocket. Just then, the door flew open.

The True Hero Falls

Harry turned to the door just as a flash of green light flew past his head. Bellatrix was standing there with her wand pointed at Harry. He ducked behind his hospital bed just as another curse hit the bedspread and caught it on fire. Harry pointed his wand at the door and sent a spell (nvbl) back at her missing and exploding a picture hanging on the wall.

She ducked behind a dresser that was standing right next to her as she sent another curse at Harry. He saw the bed was engulfed in flames and had an idea. He grabbed the bed and pushed it toward Bellatrix while he pulled his cloak out from his back pocket. After putting, it on Bellatrix was looking all around the room for him sending random spells everywhere.

Harry snuck out the door and looked down the deserted corridor. The only thing Harry could hear was Bellatrix getting mad because she could not find him. He bolted down the corridors and stopped right in front of the portrait of the fat lady but she told him the room was deserted and she heard that He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named had everyone trapped in the great hall.

Harry told her he still needed to get in to get something out of his trunk so she let him enter. Harry ran up to his room and back down in a matter of seconds. Harry ran for the great hall taking the shortest rout possible checking the map as he went, he had grabbed it out of the chest. Harry stopped inside of a passage real close to the great hall and noticed that Voldemort, Snape, Drako and everyone else was in there.

The children were sitting against the wall behind all the teachers and members of the order except Hagrid who was still in his hut. The death eaters, twenty or so of them, were walking back and forth in front of his friends with a few of them circling the room. Voldemort was standing in the middle with Snape, Wormtail and Drako by his side while his snake circled them.

Harry told himself he had to think of something before going in there. He checked the map again for Ron, Ginny and Hermione. He saw them in the middle sitting with Luna, Cho and Neville. Harry knew he had to think fast because he could tell Voldemort was getting restless. Harry whispered, "Kreacher" which in an instant he appeared along side Dobby. "Kreacher I want you to run past those death eaters to distract them. Dobby can you go down to Hagrid’s hut and tell him Voldemort is in the castle. I need to get inside to help my friends.

They both bowed in acknowledgement and left from the hidden passageway. Harry stood there and threw on his cloak when he heard yelling then silence. He crept out from his hiding and made his way to the door.

"Where is Potter? He should be here by now." Harry heard Voldemort complain. "Bellatrix should be here by now; she should have found him by now."

Just then, Harry heard footsteps behind him and slipped inside the room before Bellatrix came running in.

"He got past me sir. He had his invisibility cloak with him and slipped into the hall." Harry could tell Voldemort was mad. He walked over to the students saying,

"Well I shall entertain my self while I wait." He then reached out and grabbed Cho from the mist of the students. "From what I heard," he said looking at Draco, "you were the girlfriend of the boy I killed on the night I returned."

Voldemort shoved her into one of the tables sitting on the far side of the room. She slumped down to the ground looking up at Voldemort crying and pleading with him. Voldemort pulled out his wand from his robes and walked over to her. He had a nasty little grin on his face from what Harry could see. Harry slipped along the students behind the death eaters looking on at the entertainment.

Harry made it to Hermione and bent over to whisper in her ear, "Don’t say anything to show I’m here just listen. Do you guys have your wands on you?" he asked her and she shook her head looking over at a table sitting at the head of the room, right below the teachers table.

Harry saw that there were all the wands of the students sitting there.

Harry bent back over and continued, "Well I’m pretty sure I can go over and get a few of them. I need your help if I am to pull this off. Tell Ron, Ginny, Luna and Neville to be ready and not to act surprised when their wands appear. I need you guys to take out as many death eaters as you possibly can while I work on Voldemort. Try getting the Order's wands for them so they can help out."

After Harry knew that she understood and snuck off to the table. Harry heard Cho crying loudly behind him but he had to get to the wands and get back. Harry stowed a handful, about ten wands inside the cloak with everyone else’s attention turned elsewhere made his way back to Hermione and the others. Harry put all but a few into her hands and gave the others to Ginny, Ron, Luna and Neville who all gripped them tightly.

Harry knew he was now that everyone was ready to go. Harry saw the room light up in a green color and froze. He could not hear Cho anymore and slowly turned around. Cho was on her back with her teary eyes wide open, spread eagle and dead. Harry felt his eyes tear but he turned it into pure anger and stepped forward pulling off his robes as he approached Voldemort. Harry had his wand pointing right at the back of his head as he passed the first death eater who shouted for his master to turn around as he tried grabbing Harry. Harry yanked his arm out from the death eaters grip.

"Harry potter, so nice of you to join us." Voldemort said with his back to Harry looking down at Cho's lifeless body. "Tell me Harry, how does it feel to loose another loved one? You have been a thorn in my side for way to long and you shall die on this night. Do you have any last pleads for your life?” he said turning to look Harry in the eyes. Harry was steaming mad by now and had almost forgotten his plans. Harry lowered his wand slowly to his side but keeping a firm grip on it.

"Do you have any last for YOUR life" Harry mocked him back.

All Voldemort could do was laugh at Harry, "Stupid stupid boy. Do you not realize how far I have come in life? I am immortal and after I kill you no one will ever question my powers."

By now Harry just felt like mocking him because he knew if he could distract him he could execute his plans.

“Oh are you talking about your seven Horcruxes. Yeah I know all about them. Dumbledore told me all about them before he died." Harry saw the shock on Voldemort's face and smiled, "Didn't think I knew did you? Well I do and I’m pleased to tell you all but two have been destroyed."

Harry reached into his pocket and pulled out Ravenclaw's wand from his pocket. Harry saw Voldemort's eyes light up and look at the wand. Voldemort tried lunging at the wand but Harry just backed up a little.

"Now let’s negotiate here." Harry told him feeling confident in his actions. "You release every here and ill face you one on one. The better man wins."

Voldemort did not like this one bit, "How about you face me here and now in front of everyone or my death eaters will start killing your friends."

With this all, the death eater withdrew their wands and pointed them at a student of their choice. Harry thought that this would work in his favor and started thinking of a new plan.

Meanwhile Voldemort took his silence as weakness, "I can always make new Horcruxes by using your classmates here. Kill them."

Harry yelled but it was too late. The death eaters each sent out their own curses. One by one student fell over, Seamus, Katie, the Pavarti twins and some other students Harry did not know. Harry Took out his wand and yelled, "Now"

Harry jumped sideways and shot whatever curses came to his head at the death eaters while receiving his fair share. Ron, Hermione, Ginny and the others jumped up and fired their own curses at the death eaters. Hermione threw the extra wands to members of the order who grabbed them and jumped in on the fight. During the confusion, Voldemort's snake vanished from sight. Harry had his wand in one hand and Ravenclaw's wand in the other.

Harry had an idea to try to break it as he hid behind a desk. Harry took the wand in his had and snapped it in half but nothing happened. Harry set it on the floor and with a few select words set it on fire. Its flames glowed black emitting red smoke from it. Harry knew this had worked and decided to go after Voldemort. Harry lifted his head up and saw Voldemort and Wormtail exit through the door. As Harry got up, the desk he was behind exploded with a powerful curse, which knocked him off his feet.

Harry regained his structure and bolted for the door. He saw Voldemort's cloak disappear around a corner that lead to the front doors. Harry took some hidden passages and wound up right behind Voldemort as he headed out the front door. Harry stopped at the door way because Voldemort and Wormtail were standing there looking up into the sky.

Harry looked up to and saw Gwarp standing there, "You not leave. Hagger I stop them."

Hagrid came running and stopped at the ankle of his brother who had grown considerably since the last time Harry saw him.

"Turn around and face me you coward. This ends here and now and I promise you I will be walking away." Harry felt more confident than he had ever felt before. Harry held his wand straight out toward Voldemort and Wormtail slinked off to the side.

"Very well, Potter if you choose to die today I will accommodate you. "Avada Ked..."

Harry was quick on the uptake, "Expelliamus"

Their wands had connected again with lava like lights spewing from both of their wands. Harry however was ready for this and pulled out the mirror his godfather gave him. Harry lowered his wand and at the same time lifted the mirror in its place. Voldemort jumped out of the way just in time for his curse to burn the side of his robes.

Harry threw down the mirror because it had been destroyed by the impact. He then raised his wand at the now dazed Voldemort. "Crucio" was the first spell to Harry's head but it had no impact.

"HA HA HA you still don’t mean to cause me harm do you." Voldemort said raising his wand. "Let me show you how it’s done. Crucio." Harry saw the wand light heading straight at his head. Harry did not know what to do. He just prepared for the curse to hit him. "AAAHHHH" Harry opened his eyes and looked down. Wormtail was lying on the ground screaming in pain. Harry was confused at to why Wormtail protected him but had a fight to get to.

” Harry just stand still and let this be painless on your self. Your parents died with courage and your just being a baby." Voldemort yelled at him.

Harry saw flashes of his parents, Serious and Dumbledore dieing in his head, which brought the rage out of him. "Avada Kadava" Harry yelled out and the spell hit Voldemort square in the chest. Voldemort had collapsed on the ground.

He had done it; he had killed Voldemort after all this time, it was over. Harry looked down at the lifeless body. Wormtail had stopped withering on the ground and just looked asleep. Harry sat down on the grass, exhausted from the fighting. It was dark out by now and everything was fading from sight. Harry all of a sudden saw a flash of green light coming at him and a shadow seemed to block him from it. Wormtail was lying in front of Harry, dead and lifeless. Harry jumped to his feet but Gwarp saw this and brought his arm down to hit Voldemort.

"No Gwarp he's mine I can handle him." Harry yelled at him, which made him bring his massive hand back.

Harry was shocked at how Voldemort could have withstood that straight at his chest. "Silly boy, I am not alive so there for can not be killed.

Harry was lost; he could not kill what is not alive. Harry just started shooting off curses toward Voldemort and most of them, blocked as if they did not exist. Harry was the target of a curse, which hit him in the ribs, and he felt them break on impact. Harry grabbed his sides and looked up at Voldemort.

Harry lifted his wand, "Sectumsempra" Harry could see Voldemort open up with cuts all over but there was a problem. There was no blood spilling out of the slices. Now Harry was worried, he knew he had to kill Voldemort but he did not know how. "What has Dumbledore always told me? I know of something Voldemort can not understand." Love was the answer but the question was how he was supposed to use it.

Harry ducked when a curse was heading toward him. He knew he was running out of time but he knew he had to do something. Just then, it hit Harry. He ran forward, dodging curses flying at him, and grabbed Voldemort around his mid section. He then reached up and planted his hands on Voldemort's face.

Voldemort started screaming in pain and anguish. Harry reached inside his robes and let his hand burn straight into Voldemort's stomach. Harry stood up and watched as Voldemort turned to ashes in front of his eyes. Harry collapsed and passed out. Harry was filled with, for the first time in his life, the sense that everything was going to be fine.

The War Ends

Harry awoke some time later to the felling of a cool rag pressed to his head. He tried to get up but he was pushed back down onto his bed.

"Just lay there. You need your rest." Harry heard Ginny tell him before falling asleep again.

He awoke the next day to loud talking in the room and knew that Mrs. Weasley had arrived. Harry sat up and looked around for his glasses but could not find them until someone handed them to him. Harry looked up and his heart jolted. Dumbledore was sitting next to his bed. Harry was at a loss for words that he just stuttered.

"Easy Harry I shall explain in a moment when we are alone. But for now some people want to see you." Dumbledore told him.

Harry looked and at the other side of the room with their parents were Ron and Ginny. Hermione was sitting on Harry's other side sleeping. Harry reached over and shook her to wake her up. Hermione stirred and looked around before she saw Harry and jumped up embracing him in a hug.

"I'm so happy you’re alright. I knew you would be but some others didn't." she said with a smile and tears streaming down her face.

Ron and Ginny noticed Harry had awakened and ran over to him. Ginny attacked him by jumping on the bed right on top of him. Ron on the other hand just shook his hand, "Good job." Harry was pleased everyone wanted to be with him but he asked them all to leave so he could talk to Dumbledore alone. After all the hugs and kisses, the room emptied leaving the two of them alone.

"I know Harry, I should be dead. Your right I should be but, as you can see, I am not. After Snape lifted me out of the window and I floated to the ground I was dead. Although Voldemort has Horcruxes, there are other ways of extending your life. You see Harry there is an old and powerful magic I came across to where if some were to sacrifice their lives and something else sacrifices their lives for that person. They can live again.

"I can tell you’re confused so I'll explain it. As you know, Snape made the Unbreakable Vow with Narcissa. Draco's job was to kill me, and if he failed, Snape would have to kill me. As you saw Draco could not kill me, he just did not have it in him. Therefore, when Snape showed up he had no choice to do it. You heard Snape and I had an argument earlier last year. I was making him promise to me that he would kill me if it came to that.

"So that was my sacrifice, I would die instead of Snape. At the funeral, Fawkes sacrificed her life to save mine by flying into the coffin and giving me her soul. I was able to Apparate out of the coffin to a safe place no one knew where I was. I had to let you face Voldemort alone, it was the only way you could succeed."

Harry sat there for a minute taking in all Dumbledore was telling him. Then it hit him, "Sir, why did Wormtail sacrifice his life for mine?"

Dumbledore smiled at Harry, "Wormtail is your uncle. To be more exact your fathers brother, well adopted brother. Your father’s parents adopted Wormtail when he was young and that is why he was always around him. Wormtail, I am guessing, never meant for Voldemort to kill your parents. He perhaps expected him to turn them to his side. When Voldemort tried killing you he couldn't let you just die so he sacrificed his life to save yours. Perhaps he wanted to undo what he had done some how."

Dumbledore sat to await Harry's next question. "When I touched Voldemort my skin seemed to burn him. I thought he was immune to my touch now?" Harry asked him.

Dumbledore shook his head, "No Harry he was immune to your mothers love and sacrifice for you, but not Wormtail's. When He jumped in front of you, that set another powerful protection on you. That is why you were able to touch him again. Now I shall go speak to the minister and Minerva. Yes, she is still headmistress of the school. I think I shall apply for the minister of magic position and get Stan Shunpike out of jail. You are ready for the real world and I shall watch over you."

Dumbledore got up to leave but Harry had almost forgotten, "Sir one more thing. The snake is still out there."

Harry told him. Dumbledore turned to him, "Actually Gwarp can be thanked for not letting the snake away. This morning when we searched the grounds for any death eaters left over we came across a smashed snake in the middle of a giant foot print."

Dumbledore turned and left which let the others come back in. "So what happened after left last night?" Harry asked them.

Ginny was the one who spoke up first. "Well after you left we fought the death eaters and Snape joined us. All the death eaters were grouped together against the swarm of people coming down on them. A few of them died before the rest gave up after we injured them a lot. We had some injuries but nothing major although Slughorn will be retiring for good. I killed Greyback for attacking my brother and Hermione knocked out Bellatrix after she hit Ron with the Crucio curse. But all in all we did great."

Madam Pomfrey came in and gave Harry a dose of the sleeping potion and he fell asleep felling warm all over. Harry was released the next day for the end of the year feast and awarding on the school trophy, which Gryffindor won again. Yearbooks were handed out to all the seventh years as they boarded the train to head home. Everyone spent the entire time getting signatures and it seemed everyone wanted Harry's. After being aloud through the barrier, Harry saw Mr. and Mrs. Weasley standing there but no aunt and uncle. Harry was relieved he did not have to go back there and they were probably glad of the same. Harry was planning to stay with the Weasleys until he could find a place to stay. Harry approached them, said his hellos and just came out with it.

"Can I stay with you until I find a place to stay?" Harry asked he.

Molly just looked at him with a straight face, "I'm sorry Harry but we just don't have the room. I'm pregnant again so the twin's room is being turned into a nursery."

Harry had a disappointed look on his face.

Molly continued though, "But, if you will remember you own your own house and we shall take you to it. They all piled into the ministry car, which the new minister Dumbledore arranged. Moreover, they drove for about and hour, Harry did not want to go back to Grimmuald place but he had no choice. He needed a place to live. The car pulled to a stop and Harry looked out of his window. Harry was not outside of his godfather’s house but he was outside of a place he never expected.

A New Beginning

Harry got out of the car and walked up to the house. He was standing at Godrics Hallow staring up at his parents’ house. Harry turned to look at the Weasleys with a look of shock on his face.

"I was rebuilt this year for you. We all knew you needed a place to stay after school ended so all of your friends chipped in and built this for you. It's an exact replica of your parents’ house." Mr. Weasley told him but there was only one thing on his mind right now.

"Where are my parents buried?" Harry asked them and they al took a trip about a block away to a cemetery.

Mr. Weasley walked him to two headstones. "Here lies James Potter, beloved father, brother, friend and husband. “We shall overcome all evil" next to his father was his mother's tombstone, "Here lies Lily Potter loving mother, sister, friend and wife. “Love will conquer all."

Harry read them and started getting teary eyed. He knelt down on his knees and whispered, "I did it, I got revenge for your and everyone else’s death. I just wish you were still alive but it had to turn out this way and I know that. Well I am going to be a father now and between you and me, Mrs. Wesley’s baby is probably mine to. I am going to go look at my new house and I will be back to visit you from time to time.”

Harry got up and looked around and Ron, Ginny and Hermione were the only ones left. Harry walked over to them asking where their parents went, "They went home leaving us here to keep you company." Ginny had told him.

They all headed back to the house and through a marvelous remake of the front door. The inside was exactly as Harry had seen it inside the pensive, although without his parents.

The house had three bedrooms and Harry had an idea, "Why don't you three move in with me?"

Everyone loved the idea. A few months went by and Ginny gave birth on July the fourth to a healthy baby girl. She looked like Ginny with the red hair except for her eyes, as green as Harry's and his mother's. A month later on the eighth Molly gave birth to yet another boy who, thankfully, looked just like his Arthur. Hermione had never gotten pregnant so they went to see a doctor and found out that she could not get pregnant. When school started the baby, named lily, would stay with her grandparents while Ginny finished her last year of school and Ron and Harry had auror training. Hermione decided on becoming a teacher.

Life was great for everyone now that Voldemort was defeated and all of his death eaters were rounded up. Giants were corralled back into the mountains to live while Dementors, under strict supervisee, went back to guarding Azkaban.

Over the next few years, Harry and Ginny had a few more babies, an average of one a year. By the time Ginny was finished with her auror training they had 5 kids running around. Lily, Albus, Serious, James and Lupin along with the four adults were out growing the house so they built on to it. Even though Ron and Hermione never had kids Harry's would call them mom and dad.

Life had turned out as good as Harry could have expected and loved it. He would visit his parents grave and talk to them at least once a month to tell them how everything was going. Harry took them flowers each time and laid it upon their graves. Harry never wanted to leave but he knew each time that he had a family of his own and his parents were proud of the way he turned out.

THE END?

Fooling Around With a Celeb's Daughter II

kilgoretrout7777 on Celebrity Stories

This story, like my last one, is totally true.  Well, it's as true as I can remember as all of the events to which I will write happened about six years ago, and my memory gets a little fuzzier and fuzzier as time goes on.  Funny thing is though, is that now this celebrity's daughter is now a celebrity in her own right.  She isn't necessarily a household name like her father, but she definitely has a nice little career going for herself, the beginnings of one anyway.  So here without any further adieu, here we go with the latest installment.

After that impromptu first time together, my head was still definitely spinning.  Little Singer and I had become quick friends, and while I was still a little uncomfortable being a little older at 26, and her being fre

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sh out of high school and only 18, I was always so comfortable around her, and we always had fun together.   

Time went on at the bookstore.  But unfortunately, she quit the store, and went on to another job.  But we stayed in touch, and it was only a matter of time before we would get together again.  Well, this time was only about another week later.  Pretty Singer comes into the store one night when I'm working.  She's looking very lovely wearing sandals, a nice Summer dress and light sweater.  It was a pleasant contrast to her otherwise "punky, indie rocker" look.  Absolutely as cute as could be.  I remember feeling the eyes of my co-workers as Singer approached me at the info booth.   

I remember very clearly those crystal clear blue eyes of hers as she asked me if I wanted to get together when I was finished with work.  Who was I to turn this beauty down?  Biggest regret of my life however is not taking our relationship more seriously and deciding to really try to make something work with us.  But I'm getting ahead of myself.   

It was already getting close to the time when I was scheduled to be off from work so Singer just hung out for a bit, talking with her newly former co-workers.  And soon enough, we were off in her car.  She wondered if I wanted to go out somewhere, go back to my place, or maybe see her apartment.  I was awfully curious, so we ended up going down to her place in Venice Beach.

Her place was a nice little bungalow style house that she shared with her landlord.  Nice thing was though, she had one side of the house completely to her own, and a separate entrance as well.  So privacy was never an issue.  Lucky for us!  

So we end up inside her house, turn on a little music and she shows me around her humble abode.  She had only moved in a couple weeks prior, so subsequently, there were a few unpacked boxes, and the place definitely had that unlived in look.  But it was pretty nice all the same.  We cozied up on the couch and she began showing me her photo albums.  Great stuff seeing going back in time and seeing her with her very famous pop in a more casual, familial setting.  But pretty soon, we were overcome with passion yet again, only this time, i was a little more prepared, and a little more at ease.

We began kissing on her sofa.  She had the most perfectly pink lips and was a terrific kisser.  It quickly became more passionate, and off went my shirt.  She ran her hands all over my chest which only got me more excited.  How on earth this young woman knew as much as she did about titillation is anyone's guess, but sweet Jesus, this girl was an absolute sex bomb.  I kissed her neck and her breathing quickened.  She wrestled free from her sweater and pulled her shirt over her head, exposing her pretty little bra.  My hands ran wildly over exposed body, roaming on her pretty little back and gently squeezing her breasts through her bra.  Her breathing was heavy and she became ravenous.  She tore at my belt with wild abandon, and unzipped my pants, immediately grabbing my already growing cock.  She pulled my pants the rest of the way off as I kicked at my shoes.  Soon thereafter she squeezed out of her dress and unhooked her bra.  The sight of her puffy little pink nipples was absolutely heavenly.  Funny thing was, this time, all the lights were on, so I had a very clear view of everything, and it was truly terrific.  

We stumbled into her bedroom and kicked off our underwear.  She climbed into bed on all fours, and like a hungry animal, I lunged at her ass and pussy, licking her from asshole to pussy.  She absolutely squeeled with delight, and pushed her ass against my face.  I'll never forget that, her loving me licking her little asshole as she pushed herself into me.  And damn, she's a white girl, but damn, she's got some serious bootie.  I don't know how on earth she managed that at her age, but she has got some unbelievable junk in that trunk.  Magnificent.  I flipped her over and got down to business on her sweet little pussy.  I can't even begin to tell you how pretty it is.  It's a lovely shade of pink, and she's totally shaved, although this time, it looked like there was a couple of days of stubble as if she was trying to grow a little "pubic mohawk".  I licked and sucked at her pussy as she moaned and moaned with delight.  I would catch her leaning up as if to get a better look at what it was I was doing down there as she forced my head deeper with her hands pulling me inside.  Locking lips on her clit, I sucked and licked her to an explosive orgasm as she flooded my face with her sweet, young juices.  She pulled my face up to hers and licked her own juices from my chin.  Her sexuality truly had no limits.  I got on top of her as she guided my rigid cock to her tight hole and slowly began fucking her.  I pumped my fat cock deep as her electric eyes stared deep into my own.  I knew I wasn't going to be able to last too long and I had to see that ass of hers again, so I flipped her over and started fucking her doggie style.  Her ass bounced hard against my crotch as I fucked that sweet box, looking down at her little asshole.  All the while, she grunted and moaned, begging for more.  I really couldn't believe this girl!  I wasn't gonna last, and I told her I was close to cumming.  She flipped over quickly as her mouth lunged at my cock.  Well, that was about the hottest thing I could've ever imagined at the time, and I exploded all over her face and into her mouth as she hungrily lapped up my streams of hot cum.  

We laid down on her bed in a sweaty heap and held each other closely, winding down from our exploration.  She nuzzled my neck and flat out asked me how on earth did I know how to eat a woman's pussy so well?  It was such a funny question, I didn't even really know what to say!  But she added that I could eat her pussy as well, if not better than some of the girls that she'd been with.  Yup, that's right.  As if I even needed an ego boost after that experience...  But yeah, did I mention before that she'd experimented with girls?  Yeah.   

Well, we decide to take a quick shower and get ourselves cleaned up from our sexual adventure, but I guess we both still had a little sexual energy left, because between washing up and rinsing off, those hormones began raging yet again.  I was behind her washing her hair, and massaging her neck as my cock began to stiffen yet again.  Hey, I can't help it!  She felt my cock occasionally bumping into her asscheeks, and decides to take it upon herself to guide me in her sweet pussy yet again.  So she reaches between her legs and eases her pussy back on my cock as I slowly begin fucking her.  She grips at the wall as I fuck her wildly, feeling that muscular butt bouncing against my crotch yet again.  I turn her around so I can look at that pretty face of hers and find her pussy again with my hard dick.  It doesn't take long.  I pull out and shoot off another load, this time aimed right at her belly, covering it another stringy load of my hot cum.   

That's it for us.  We finish up in the shower, and flop down on her sofa, where we watch a movie, have a few more laughs, and end up in her bed again for some sleep.  And that's pretty much it.  I woke up the following day pretty early, and said my goodbyes, running home and getting ready for another day of work at the bookstore.  Sadly, that was our last sexual adventure.  I was a total moron and couldn't get past my ex-girlfriend, and how this new girl would fit into my life.  I was really, really, really dumb.  Biggest regret of my life, well, regarding women anyway.  We tried to stay in touch, but I was so fucking dumb, I couldn't ever keep the connection going.  I told ya, I was a stupid guy of epic proportions.  But you never know, perhaps we'll find each other again one of these days.  She ended up going to school in New York, and began doing some acting there, ending up on a daytime soap, and later a teen show on nighttime ABC.  Her father's on another television show and life is moving on.  But damn, to be with her again and try to work something out.  We had a great connection all the way around, and I completely blew it.  But I do have a few pretty sweet memories... 

Call to power pt1: Alex's training

KaiKenobi on Celebrity Stories

Call to power pt 1: Alex’s training

 

 

Description: this is set hundreds of years before the events of star wars (its around the time Yoda is training to be a Jedi) the forces of the dark side are just as po

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werful as the forces of light and a silent truce has been made between the two forces.

P.s and names placed in from other Jedi movies or game references may not be accurate and for this I apologize. Oh and I don’t own star wars or star wars related concepts. I am a fan and I wrote this for personal means alone.

Alex shifted uncomfortably in his seat on the transport shuttle as he heard various moans escaping the confines of the nearby toilet “umm…ohh yeah right there…fuck yes… harder harder hardeeaahhhh!!” he blushed slightly as he noticed his cock was now fully erect and aching to be touched and it took all his will not to just pull his pants down and relieve himself I front of about 50 other students.

By the muffled fumbling in the stall Alex could tell they where finished and hurried to extinguish his lustful urges, kai had become quite good at sensing lustful urges a tribute to Jedi basic training (which is basically a 300 people orgy) but not Alex no he is one of the rare type that believe whole heartedly in the Jedi code.

First the girl came out looking slightly flushed and like the rest of Jedi students she was 19-21 depending how fast she graduated 5’9 quite tall for a Twi’lek Alex couldn’t be sure of her breast size on account of the lime green tentacles dangling over them but guessed a C although she did where clothes that accentuated them. While Alex was lost in thought the guy came out and looked at Alex and instinctively read him through the force

“Yes they’re a 32 C” the man said grinning at his own splendor.

“Oh hey Kai I saved you a seat” the 6’2 blue eyed Jedi student passed Alex and flopped into his seat as if standing was draining his very life essence. Kai has dark brown hair but always has it dyed silver (claims the girls love it) its stained into his hair now it wont even wash out but Kai doesn’t care, his hair is spiked up and because he hasn’t had it cut in a while it kind of flops to either side, although well built he purposely wore clothes that do not show this off he loves the reaction a girl gives him when they see his well toned body for the first time.

“I see you forgot to get your hair cut again Master Sheek told us to look our best when going to the Jedi Temple” Alex knew his answer before he gave it but loved to see what kind of spin he would put on it “agghh c’mon Alex” he was too exhausted to think of an excuse so he just didn’t “you know that hairdresser hates me ever since I fucked his girl”

“and besides I look better than you” Kai eyed up his friend who was wearing only plain ash brown clothing his blonde hair only slightly gelled and very short and what always perplexed Kai is that he also had green eyes he never understood how a blonde guy could have green eyes, everything other than his eyes screamed boring.

“What because I don’t dress like a man-whore.” Alex gave him a half scornful and half playful look.

“Jealous” Alex gave a puzzled look “don’t even try and hide it I could sense you in the toilet and here is me thinking Jasmine was still horny…I tried to stick my finger up her ass” we both let out a series off laughs that only intensified when people kept giving us looks.

All the students strapped in while the shuttle began to land near the entrance of the Jedi temple when the shuttle doors opened Grand master Oden Ta’ll was pleasantly surprised to find all students standing at attention showing signs of respect, previous transports have shown students acting like spoilt children the 140yr old human grand master always believed that the academy was too soft on students and he had lost count on how many students that came from the academy failed to succeed at the Jedi temple.

Master Jin Kenobi who was also a grand master as well as all on the council (it was a sign of respect to only call Oden Ta’ll it) was not shocked to find a familiar face amongst the new students he had sensed him coming long ago and had prepared himself for the encounter.

“Do you see him Jin?” obviously Grand master Ta’ll could sense Jin’s son also.

Jin was shocked by this master Ta’ll had lost much of his force power over the years (just one of the drawbacks of being human, go past 120 and risk brain failure a type of Alzheimer’s disease that even affects Jedi) and now he could sense an essence that he hadn’t sensed in 20 years.

“Don’t look so surprised my boy I could never forget anything I sensed that day” actually he only just sensed it when the shuttle doors opened but thought it best not to look surprised.

Alex was feeling a strange tension through the force although he was adept in this department he was only studying to become a Jedi sentinel and hadn’t completely focused on it, but as he glanced at Kai he noticed he was sensing it too but that contradicted me he was training to be a Guardian and wasn’t really as in tune with the force as he.

“Students you have all made it through basic Jedi training and have been chosen to learn to hone your skills, and in 12 weeks be shown to your respective Jedi masters where you will learn from them until he/she presents you before the council, where we will decide weather you are ready for the trails” they where hushed faces some even looked stricken as they realize this is the beginning of becoming a Jedi, Oden Ta’ll continued his speech “and if you pass you will then become a Jedi…you will fight to protect peace, justice, and democracy!” many students including Kai seemed proud of what they believe they will become Alex was becoming overcome not with pride but with anticipation his entire life was leading up to this he was going to make it happen “soon to be Jedi padawans welcome to the Jedi temple.”

As the student turned to look upon the Jedi temple Alex couldn’t contain a gasp, he couldn’t believe how awe inspiring it all was the overall golden bronze made the temple look very rich and a little imposing, he then noticed the people in the four towers that encircle the main temple.

The student had began walking into the entrance of the temple and Alex couldn’t help but ask master Kenobi who was walking quite close to me and Kai “how many Jedi currently reside in the temple master Jin?” quite blunt and flat Jin stated “408 Jedi, 174 Jedi masters, 1000 students and 8 Jedi Grand masters” Alex noticed master Jin’s hidden stare at Kai who had started walking away.

Kai had to get away from Master Jin the force was trying to tell him something about him, there was something familiar but unknown about him he could sense it and it disturbed Kai to be around Master Jin.

Alex tried to catch up to Kai but found himself jogging after him as he quickly maneuvered the crowd of students “Kai!” but Alex couldn’t hear anything over the din of the crowd, he was constantly bumped and pushed into all directions as he attempted to escape the mass of students blocking him.

Alex was walking down a corridor looking at room numbers and was quite happy to know that the corridors where not full of horny students looking for their next dose of sex Alex thought he was in paradise when Kai ran down the corridor after him.

“Hey Kai I’ve been looking for you”

“Doesn’t matter now everyone’s at the party you gotta move we can be there in 10 minutes” Alex’s happy bubble burst then at the realization that things will only change when he becomes a Jedi and can laugh at these fools for not studying.

“No I’m going to go to bed its gunna be a long day tomorrow” Alex said rather coldly.

“OK fine more for me then, oh I got some guy named Trent something who’d you get?”

Alex looked down at the sheet and read aloud “err…Kina Ventura, the name rings a bell”

Before Alex could name everyone he ever knew he chimed in with “sounds posh hey I’ve gotta go so I’ll see you tomorrow” while running off Kai shouted back “I’m in room 212!”

Alex finally found his room “209 huh oh well at least I’m far enough away to drown out the moans.” He used his brass key for the first time and entered the room.

He looked around the plain white room with simple black carpet containing one bathroom and two beds on opposite sides of the room, Alex noticed that kina’s things had claimed the left bed “Kina must be a party animal too” Alex resigned his worn out self too bed.

About 3 hours on and Kai had had enough he arrived at the party late and all the easy girls had been paired off already. Kai winced in frustration as he was forced to listen to a type of dance music with a wookie voice over “bloody wookie”.

“I’ll say but I don’t think you'd want to tell him that” Kai was startled to notice someone had sat near him at the bar without him sensing it, silently blaming the din he turned to see a girl of pure beauty she was 5’6 and sported dark brown hair that stopped just short of her shoulders, light blue eyes a very petite nose and mouth, from neck down she wore a skin tight beige t-shirt and matching pants with a glimpse of her midriff between them.

“Hello you still with me?”

Snapping back to reality Kai quickly recovered “I’m sorry I was just so…mesmerized by your beauty” he looked deep into her eyes trying to sense her feelings but was surprised to find nothing almost like he was being blocked out.

“Are you finished trying to scan me yet you haven’t even asked me for a drink”

What, this was the third time she had caught him off guard and he didn’t like that.

“…how?” his damaged pride clouded his mind forgetting that he was trying to seduce this girl.

*I can do a lot more than that* she didn’t even move her lips he had heard this in his mind, beginning to get panicked Kai backed away defensively.

*relax I’m not going to hurt you*

Beginning to ease up Kai replied with “How do you do that?”

“I’m training to be a Jedi consular, I guess you’ve never met one of us before”

“Ahh…sorry I haven’t” Kai marveled at the force power of a student consular

“Don’t worry I knew what you where looking for when I first saw you…and I want you to know I’m looking for it to” she leaned in close to him and licked his ear, Kai shuddered finally realizing why she came up to him.

“Ooo…you’re a naughty girl” Kai said grinning as he let himself drift off to the image of him and this Jedi Consular “oh and Kai my name is…” but he was too lost in thought to even hear her. “Baad Consular” Kai said putting his daydream into words.

Watching Kai’s mind wander she knew exactly what to do to snap him back to her company “Hmm yeah I’ve been bad, I think I need to be punished”

As his eyes met hers he could see the lust in her eyes as she awaited his answer.

“Let’s get out of here” she beamed at him as she grabbed his arm and quickly guided him to the exit. “My place” Kai loved the fact that she thought she had control but knew that once his naked body is revealed he would use her temporary awe as an opportunity to take charge, he had used it hundreds of times and it never failed.

--------Back at the Academy-------

Going back to the Academy with this enchantress had put Kai in a highly delusional state, Kai wasn't used to waiting and it had an obvious effect on him.

After being let in her room Kai went into hyper speed discarding his clothes wile she was locking the door behind him.

As she turned around she let out a slight gasp at the look of his well toned body and 8” fully erect cock this was the time Kai was waiting for, he allowed a dark sex starved grin come upon his face. “Showtime”

Part 2 coming soon and I apologize for the lack of sex in this first part but I found it necessary to set the scene. And please leave feedback if you like the story so far.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Britney, Paris And Jamie

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  It was just a couple of nights after Britney Spears’ famous, or should I say infamous, pantieless pictures hit the internet. She and Paris Hilton were out on the town for another wild night. After a few hours of dancing and several bottles of champagne they fought their way through the paparazzi, got into Paris’ car and sped away.

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  “Holy fuck Paris, I am sooooo drunk!” Britney laughed.

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  “I guess you are girl, the way you were sucking down the champagne I’m surprised you’re able to move.”

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  “MMMMMMMMM it was sooooo good.” Britney said as she slid lower in the seat letting her short black skirt ride up her legs. “Did you see the way Hilary and Haley Duff were dancing with each other? God it was so hot.”

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  “Yeah I know, they were really turning me on. I can only imagine what they are going to do later.” Paris said as she looked down at Britney’s exposed pussy. “I bet that sweet pussy of yours is so wet.”

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  “Oh yeah, I’m so horny I think I’m gonna explode.”

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  “Play with it for me.” Paris said with a smile. “Slide your finger over your clit and think how good it will feel when my tongue does the same.”

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  Britney slowly ran her finger down her slit, sliding it into her wet pussy before circling her engorged clit. “Oh Paris I want your tongue in my pussy again. I’ve never had anyone eat me like you do and there’s nobody I’d rather eat than you.”

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  “Oh really, what about Jamie Lynn? You told me last time how you have fantasized about eating your little sister’s pussy and making her scream with pleasure.”

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  Britney rubbed her clit faster as the image of Jamie lying in front of her nude with her legs spread wide danced in her head. “MMMMMMM yeah I’d love to make Jamie scream. But tonight I want your sweet pussy.” She said as she leaned over to kiss Paris.

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  Paris gave her a small quick peck on the lips then pulled away and said. “I want to see you with Jamie first. She’s staying at your place tonight isn’t she?”

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  “You know she is, but how can I get her to? I mean she doesn’t know about us or that I go both ways.”

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  “Come on Brit, everybody suspects that we mess around. Besides just think about that sweet young pussy and it’s your sister’s too.”

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  Britney moaned and rubbed her clit faster thinking about Jamie. Paris slipped a finger into her own soaking wet pussy then pulled it out and put it up to Britney’s mouth. She quickly sucked it in and licked it clean. Britney was on the verge of a huge orgasm when Paris smiled and said. “Don’t cum yet. Save it if you want to feel my tongue.”

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  “Fuck I’m so close. Please let me cum.”

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  “NO! Not yet! I want Jamie to see her big sister cum.” Paris said with an evil grin. She loved be in charge and she knew Britney would do whatever she told her to do. “Now reach over here and rub my pussy. Make me cum before we get to your house.”

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  Britney slid her middle finger into Paris’ juicy cunt then slipped a second and then a third in as well. As the fingers of her right hand slid in and out she rubbed Paris’ clit with her left. She could feel her own clit throbbing and her pussy contracting as she worked to get her friend off.

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  Paris was having a hard time driving and she bit her lower lip as she felt her orgasm approaching. “Oh yes Brit, finger my pussy! What would your fans think if they could see you with your fingers in my cunt?”

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  Paris’ hips were jerking as she pulled into Britney’s drive. As she stopped the car and put it in park her thighs held Britney’s hand in place while her pussy spasmed and her juices squirted onto the expensive leather seats of her car.

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  “OH FUCK YES!!! THAT’S IT!!! MAKE ME CUM BITCH!!!”

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  Britney bit her lip to keep from screaming too as a small orgasm swept over her. She didn’t want to upset Paris but she couldn’t help it. She always got off when she made Paris cum.

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  Jamie Lynn heard the car pull up and she was surprised Britney was home so early. It was only a little past and she usually didn’t get home till 4 or . She quickly composed herself; she had been looking at the pictures of Britney on the net and slowly rubbing her own shaved pussy. She wished she was older so she could do some of the stuff Britney did and like most teenage girls she secretly lusted after Britney, even though she is her sister.

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  Fourteen year old Jamie wasn’t a virgin; she had had some wild encounters with the cast of All That when she was on that show and now that she was doing Zoey101 she enjoyed spending time with some of her co-stars. Especially Sean Flynn and Erin Sanders, Chase and Quinn on the show, they had had several hot times together and separately.

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  Britney and Paris staggered through the door, Paris was holding Britney up. Jamie saw the shape her sister was in and ran to help. As Britney’s arm went around Jamie’s shoulder her hand brushed against her small breast. Jamie shivered when she felt her sister’s hand on her boob and her nipples immediately became hard little pebbles. Britney felt Jamie’s nipple stiffen and gave her boob a little squeeze.

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  “My oh my, my baby sister is really growing up.” Britney said smiling at Paris. “Paris I think her boobs are as big as yours.”

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  “MMMMMMM I think you’re right.” Paris said, slurring her words more than necessary so she would appear drunker than she was. Then she reached out and squeezed Jamie’s left breast feeling the hard nipple against her hand. “And they are so nice and firm too.”

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  Jamie was shocked that Britney and Paris were feeling her boobs but she could also feel her pussy contract with excitement. She was even more shocked when Britney pulled her arm from Paris’ shoulder and lifted her top showing Jamie her large sagging breasts and said. “Mine used to be that firm. Now after two kids they just lay here.”

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  Jamie’s mouth was dry. Even though Britney’s stomach wasn’t as flat as it once was and her tits did sag she was still sexy as hell. Jamie was still standing there staring when Paris shocked her even more by leaning over and taking Britney’s nipple in her mouth.

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  Her mind raced and she asked herself. “What do I do? Here is billionaire Paris Hilton sucking on my sister’s boob.” She was snapped back to reality when she felt Britney press her lips to hers and then Britney’s tongue licking her lips begging to be let inside. Jamie moaned and threw all caution to the wind as she opened her mouth to let her sister’s tongue dance with her own.

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  While Britney and Jamie kissed and felt each other’s breasts Paris went back to her car and got black bag that contained all her “special” toys. When she walked back into the living room Britney was lifting Jamie’s pink top over her head exposing her small teenage breasts. Each one was topped with a small pink nipple standing hard and proud. Paris walked up to the sisters and said. “Come on girls; let’s go to Britney’s room. We can all be more comfortable there.”

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  They walked into Britney’s lavish bedroom with it’s over sized king size bed and quickly discarded the rest of their clothes. Jamie moaned as Paris and Britney each began sucking one of her sensitive nipples. Her pussy was wet and aching and she nearly exploded when she felt Britney’s finger slide over her slit. Jamie shivered as Britney slid first one then two fingers into her little sister.

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  Paris moved away from the sisters and sat in a chair her legs spread and her hand slowly rubbing her wet pussy. She reached into her bag and pulled out a nine inch cock shaped vibrator. Turning it on she rubbed it over her clit and slowly slipped it into her billion dollar pussy.

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  “That’s it Brit, show your little sister how you can make a girl cum.”  Paris moaned sliding the vibrator deeper in her cunt.

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  Britney kissed her way down Jamie’s smooth stomach, pausing briefly to toy with her navel and the small diamond that hung from it. She kissed lower enjoying the smoothness of Jamie’s freshly shaved pussy. As she moved lower her mind was overwhelmed by the sweet fragrance of Jamie’s aroused pussy.

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  “Jamie I love you so much and I’ve wanted to do this for so long. You’re so beautiful.” Britney moaned then buried her face in Jamie’s young pussy.

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  “BRITNEY!!! YESSSS!!! OH PLEASE DON”T STOP!! I”VE WANTED YOU TOO!!!!” Jamie squealed and her legs squeezed Britney’s head as her sister’s talented tongue danced on and in her pussy.

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 “Oh yeah Brit eat your little sister’s cunt! Make that little bitch cum!”

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  Britney’s tongue slid deep inside Jamie then up to her clit circling it then sucking the little nub into her mouth. While she licked Jamie her hand was busy rubbing her own clit. She licked back down her slit but went past her tasty honey pot and Jamie’s hips jerked when she felt Britney’s tongue slide over her tiny asshole. She licked all around it then pushed her tongue into her tiny pucker.

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  “OH MY GOD BRIT, EAT MY ASS!!! OH FUCK THAT FEELS FUCKING GREAT!!!”

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  Paris watched Britney, the all American pop princess, working her tongue deep in her little sister’s ass and she knew Jamie would be cumming soon. She had felt Britney’s tongue up her ass and she knew the pleasure it caused. She moved her vibrator faster, wanting to time her orgasm so she could cum with Jamie.

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  Jamie had her fingers tangled in Britney’s hair and was grinding her ass into her face. She could feel her stomach tighten and her legs shaking as her orgasm rapidly approached. Just when she thought she would explode Britney moved her mouth back to her clit and slid a finger up her tight ass. That was all Jamie could stand and her whole body convulsed as her juices covered Britney’s face.

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  “OH FUCK I’M CUMMING!!!!! LICK MY PUSSY BITCH!!! OH YEEESSSS!!!!”

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  Paris saw Jamie cumming and shoved the vibrator as deep as she could with one hand while she pulled her nipple with the other. Her legs were shaking and just a tiny squeak escaped her lips as her pussy contracted and her juices covered her hand and the chair.

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  Britney licked Jamie till the convulsions stopped. Then she crawled up be side her and smiled as she asked. “How was that baby sister? Do you like the way I can make you cum?”

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  “Hell yes I like it. I just wish we had done it sooner. We’ve wasted so much time with other people when we could have been loving each other.” Jamie said with a tear running down her cheek as she hugged Britney. “Now it’s my turn to make you happy. Just lay back and let me lick my big sister’s sweet pussy.”

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  Jamie kissed along her jaw to her ear where she gently nibbled the lobe then ran her tongue all around it and inside causing Britney to shiver and a small moan to escape her lips. Jamie kissed down her neck to her breasts, which even though they weren’t as firm as they once were they were still sexy as hell, and took her large erect nipple in her mouth and sucked like a little baby starving for milk. She moved lower kissing Britney’s slightly flabby belly licking around her sexy navel.

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  Paris was digging in her bag as Jamie finally reached Britney’s smooth pussy. She saw Britney’s hips jerking, grinding her pussy against Jamie’s face. She found what she was looking for and pulled a massive twelve inch strapon dildo from her bag, it was Britney’s favorite. She also pulled a smaller vibrator out as well.

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  Jamie had three fingers buried in Britney’s wet pussy while her tongue circled her clit. She was shocked when Britney grabbed her arm and moaned. “More Jamie, more fingers.” Jamie did what her sister asked and slipped her fourth finger in but Britney was still pulling her arm so she held her thumb against her palm and pushed. Suddenly her whole hand was inside Britney. She had heard about fisting even seen it on the net but to actually be fist fucking her older sister was blowing her mind.

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  “OH FUCK JAMIE, SHOVE YOUR FIST INTO ME!!! GOD I LOVE IT!!! FUCK MY CUNT WITH YOUR FIST!!! MAKE ME YOUR BITCH!!! OH FUCK!!!”

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  Paris heard Britney and stared. She couldn’t believe it this was better than she had hoped for. She stared as Jamie moved her fist in and out of Britney. Pussy juice coated her arm almost to her elbow as she fucked Britney harder and faster. Jamie felt Britney’s pussy contract then a flood of hot sticky juices flooded around her arm spraying all over her and the bed.

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  “FUUUCK MMMEEEEE!!!!!” Britney screamed just before she collapsed and passed out from the extreme pleasure she was feeling and all the alcohol she had drank earlier.

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  Jamie was worried and she cried as she pulled her hand from her sister’s well fucked and satisfied cunt. “Britney, are you ok? Please be alright, I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

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  Paris saw Jamie was worried and rushed to the bed. She saw Britney was breathing steadily and she lifted Jamie’s face to hers and said. “She’s alright baby, she just drank too much tonight. She’ll be just fine.” As she said this she leaned forward pressing her lips to Jamie’s then sliding her tongue into the younger girl’s mouth.

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  Jamie broke the kiss and said. “Paris you are so sexy. How long have you and my sister been messing around?”

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 “Ever since the first night we went clubbing, I’ve always thought Britney was so hot and when I finally got the chance I took it. Now I want you too Jamie.”

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  Jamie saw the huge dildo in Paris’ hand she swallowed hard and asked. “What are you gonna do with that?”

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  “Well I was going to have you fuck Britney with it but I guess that can wait till later.” She laughed as she dropped it on the bed beside Britney. “But I do have another toy you might enjoy.” She reached in her bag and pulled out an eighteen inch double headed dildo. It wasn’t as thick as the strapon but Jamie’s eyes were still wide as she stared at it.

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  “You’re kidding, right?”

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  “No just lie on your back and we can both enjoy it.”

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  Jamie was nervous but she did as she was told and Paris rubbed one end of the dildo with lube then slowly inserted it into Jamie’s young pussy. She moaned as she felt the head stretch her as it slid easily in, she had been fucked by quite a few boys but none of their cocks were as thick as this. Paris moved it slowly in and out letting Jamie get used to it as she fed more and more into her pussy. Finally she had about half of it inside her, Jamie had never felt so full but damn it felt good.

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  Paris saw Jamie was relaxing and enjoying the dildo so she coated the other head with lube and positioned it at the mouth of her own very excited pussy. She put her left leg under Jamie’s right and scooted closer sliding the dildo into her pussy. She moaned as she slid closer and closer till it disappeared.

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  “Now Jamie rock your pussy back and forth just like you’re getting fucked.” Paris moaned as she started a slow gyration of her hips. She alternated gripping and releasing it with her pussy so it was sliding in and out of both their pussies. As they each rocked their hips they reached down and rubbed their clits.

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  They were both moaning loudly which woke Britney. She saw Paris and her sister impaled on the dildo and it was such a turn on she grabbed the strapon Paris had dropped and shoved it deep into her pussy. “That’s it Paris fuck my sister. Teach her how to please you.”

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  Paris and Jamie both looked when they heard Britney. Paris smiled and started humping faster while Jamie stared in awe as Britney shoved that entire huge dildo up her pussy. The sounds and smells of sex filled the room as the three of them fucked themselves to massive orgasms before falling asleep. Only to enjoy a wild time the next morning.

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Stargate atlantis: The Storm

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It had become increasingly boring on the Atlantis base. Many of the staff was still returning from earth onboard the "daedelus” from leave, so the base was running on a skeleton crew. With the wraith severely weakened due to civil war and no sign of the replicators for months, things had become fairly slow and everyone was getting a bit bored. In an attempt to occupy their time, the Atlantis teams had started to visit many uninhabited and already charted planets in an attempt to pass the time and maybe even make a new discovery or two. So far, Col. Sheppard’s team had discovered little more than a few new types of moss and a strange dog-like animal that jumped from tree to tree.

McKay had become increasingly agitated with the lack of activity and was eager to finally go on an interesting mission, so when Sheppard told him to suit up he wasted no time. He was disappointed to find out it was a simple mission to escort Dr. Jennifer Keller to a small village suffering from the Pegasus version of the flu. He decided that no matter how boring the mission would be, it was worth it to spend some time with Jennifer. For this mission Sheppard decided to take along teyla, because she knew most of the villagers.

 

Sheppard told Rodney he wanted him along in case something "came up" but really it was because he knew that McKay had a thing for Dr. Kellar and he wanted to give them some time alone. He planned to have a quick visit with the villagers then take teyla to scout around the surrounding woods, giving Rodney some time with Keller.

Meanwhile, Ronon was preparing for a trip to another planet with Dr. Beckett to search for potential wild medicines and herbs. Ronon wasn’t happy with the mission, but Sheppard said his experience as a runner would be invaluable when searching for wild herbs on an alien world.

In reality, McKay had come to Sheppard and told him about his interest in Jennifer and how Ronon wanted her as well. Sheppard agreed to send Ronon with Beckett to make it a little easier on Rodney

 

The sound of the gate dialing seemed to go slower and slower, as anticipation to finally get off the base for the first time in two weeks drove them mad. Finally the wormhole shot out at them and the team of Sheppard, Teyla, Rodney, and Dr. Keller stepped through the event horizon and instantly appeared on the other side.

It was warmer on the planet than it was back at the base. Even though it was technically winter on the planet, the two suns on the horizon made it feel like a warm summer day. Five villagers arrived to greet the team and lead them to the village. Sheppard and McKay glanced at each other clearly both noticing that all the welcoming party was female no older than their early twenties. McKay and Sheppard both cracked an involuntary grin, and Teyla and Jennifer both rolled their eyes. Rodney quickly tried to defend himself and shot out a quick “WHAT! I just thought of something… funny…” but Sheppard simply said, “Don’t worry Rodney, they are just a little insecure” all had a laugh and they went on their way. Sheppard however kept his eye on one of the beautiful girls the whole way cracking a few smiles along the way and even a wink once. The girl just giggled and looked away.

 

They walked for at least four hours before they arrived at the village, and once again they noticed that all of the villagers were no older than 25 years. Teyla explained that they were infact all older than they looked but it is believed that the twin suns kept them looking youthful well into old age.

Sheppard looked back at the girl he had been eyeing and she giggled again and said “I am indeed old enough to be the mother of your parents.” Sheppard’s grin quickly turned into a small frown and he shuddered a bit.

 

                Several hours went by and all of the villagers had been treated. Sheppard decided that it was a good time to give McKay and Keller some time alone so we told Teyla “I want to do some recon around the woods for a while… make sure we are not missing anything that could be useful. Rodney can stay here with Keller until we are due back. We will meet back here in say 5 hours?” as he said this he shot Rodney a quick grin. Teyla caught on fairly quickly and agreed. Once they were gone, Keller asked Rodney if he wanted to go get a drink at the tavern and they set out as well.

 

Sheppard and Teyla walked aimlessly for a while before they came to a hill overlooking the village and the surrounding area. Off in the distance they spotted a nasty looking storm and estimated that they couldn’t get back in time before the storm hit the village.

 

They raised Rodney on the radio.

“McKay?” said Sheppard. Soon after Rodney came over the comm. and said in his typical worried voice “oh god, tell me you didn’t run into anything…” Sheppard cut him off and replied “No no, nothing like that. But it looks like we have a storm coming our way. You and Keller just stay put in the village for now and we will try to make our way back to you.”  Teyla jumped in and said “john, I don’t think we are going to make it back to the village before the storm hits us. But about half way I spotted some caves that we could use for shelter.”

 

Back at the village Rodney and Jennifer had just finished their drinks and had headed back to the makeshift hospital. The storm was in full force outside and both were soaking wet. Jennifer pulled two new pairs of coveralls out of her bag and tossed one to Rodney and said “we should change out of our het clothes” Rodney caught the coveralls and just stood there looking at Keller as she unzipped her soaking wet jacket. She stopped halfway down, showing off her cleavage before saying “do you mind?” Rodney simply said monotone and almost hypnotized “not at all…” then snapped back and said “oh right, sorry! Changing… right, just turn around then…” and he whipped around and undid his own wet gear.

 Just as he bent over to pull the last leg of his pants off he noticed a reflection in the nearby window of Jennifer. She was completely nude from head to toe, and even though the image was a bit blurred Rodney could see the nipples of her perfect B-cup breasts standing fully erect from the cold. Rodney’s cock instantly hardened and he gazed into the glass at the perfect naked woman he saw before him. He was frozen still lost in his own world until Jennifer said “are you OK?” Rodney got startled and whipped around and said “Oh god, I’m sorry! I want looking honest…”  Jennifer just stood there completely naked and didn’t say a word. She just stared at him with a small smile on her face.

Rodney quickly looked down and realized that his hard 7 inch cock was sticking straight out at attention. His face turned ten different shades of red and he started to ramble on trying to find the words to apologize but not being able to string together a coherent sentence.

Jennifer simply walked over to him and grabbed his face. Once he shut up she pulled him close and kissed him. The two of them stood there naked and kissed for a good 30 seconds before Rodney finally said, “Um, are we going to... uh...?”  And Jennifer replied “do you want to?”

 

Without wasting another second Rodney grabbed Jennifer and started kissing her again, the two of them slowly moving back towards one of the hospital beds. Keller’s ass bumped up against the bed and she spun Rodney around and sat him down on it. She started to slowly stroke his cock up and down, and said “oh god, I have wanted to fuck you for a long time now.” And she slowly worked her way down until she was face to face with his cock.

Rodney slowly stroked her hair and said “god I must be dreaming.” Without delay, Keller started to lick the head of his cock and slowly guided it into her mouth. She bobbed up and down on his throbbing prick as he began to moan with pleasure. She rolled her tongue around his head and stroked his shaft faster and faster. He said “oh god, slow down or I will cum too soon” and she stopped completely!

 

“What’s wrong?” he asked. She said “well in that case I guess it’s my turn!” she said with a grin. Rodney hopped up and Jennifer lay back on the table spreading her legs wide open. Rodney dove right in, flicking his tongue back and forth along her tight slit. He played with her clit for a while until he heard her whimper. That was his queue! He began to slide his tongue deeper and deeper in and out of her pussy, faster and faster. Then he went full force and tongue fucked her like it was the last thing he was ever going to do. She let out a squeal and said while panting heavily “oh god, I’m cuming, I’m cuming! Please don’t stop Rodney, make me cum!” and with that she let out a loud yell and climaxed. Her juices covered Rodney and he lapped up the sweet nectar like it was candy.

 

She said “Oh god Rodney that was amazing! I want you to fuck me now. I want to feel your cock inside me” she hopped up on the bed and straddled his shaft with her still dripping pussy. She slowly guided it into her and worked her way down his rock hard shaft. “It's bigger than I remember from your physicals. I have never seen it completely hard before.” And with one quick motion she bottomed out his cock and began working it up and down inside her. Rodney just laid back and watched as the doctor he had a crush on for so long; worked his cock in and out of her perfect pink little pussy. He was in heaven.

Before long she had a steady rhythm worked out and she was covered in sweat. She began to thrust her hips forward and backward while pumping the cock inside of her. Faster and faster she pumped as the pleasure grew inside her. Rodney reached up and grabbed her tits and squeezed them. He slowly massaged her nipples and watched as her back arched forward. Her ass was so tight and firm that Rodney just had to grab it. He placed his hands on her hips and slowly rubbed his hands up and down. He reached back and pulled her ass apart allowing her to push down even further into his shaft. He watched as she leaned forward and felt her methodical rhythm quicken. She was only going about half way down now but she was going for speed. She was so close to another orgasm and she let out another little whimper.

Without missing a beat Rodney began pumping into her as hard and as fast as he could and watched as her eyes rolled into the back of her head. By now she was almost screaming in pleasure, timing her moans out with every thrust. Rodney finally said “Jennifer, I think I am gonna cum!” she didn’t stop... she started bobbing up and down even faster, his cock slamming into her like a jackhammer. She screamed and Rodney felt her pussy tighten around his shaft.

She quickly hopped off and wrapped her lips around his cock just in time to catch multiple spurts of hot cum in her mouth. She rolled the cum around in her mouth and finally swallowed every last drop.  She smiled and said, “That was incredible... you know, i have always loved you Rodney...” and they both collapsed onto the floor. “ I love you too Jennifer...”

 

They held each other naked for an hour before they heard a crackle of the radio. Sheppard’s voice came through, and said “Rodney! The storm is clearing. Teyla and I took shelter in a nearby cave and waited it out.” Rodney replied “Oh good, your both OK.”

Sheppard came back over the radio and said in a quieter voice “how did everything go back there with Keller?”
Rodney looked back at Keller, now zipping back up her coveralls, and said “Man do I ever have a story for you!”

Sheppard came back over the comm. and said with a hint of a laugh “I look forward to it! And maybe I will share my little story too! Let’s just say it was warm in that cave.”

 

 

 

To be continued...

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