Caveworms

I always loved exploring the woods near my house. I lived in a semi-rural area, so while it wasn't exactly the middle of nowhere, there was always somewhere new to explore. I was always looking for the most secluded, hard to find places. I loved the idea of being hidden from the world, but still being surrounded by life. I found a lot of interesting things when I went hiking, but one summer afternoon when I was sixteen, I found something REALLY interesting.

It was only a few days in to my summer holidays. School was out for the year and I had nothing on my mind but killing time. I decided that day to go visit this small waterfall I'd discovered, though it was a pretty long hike so I started early. It was a particularly hot day, and by mid morning the air was already feeling sticky, and I'd have been sweating just lounging around the house. I looked forward to finding the falls, and the small river they emptied in to, just to jump in and cool off.

I was glad to see there were no people there when I finally arrived, and no sign of anyone in the area at all. After double checking that I was definitely alone, I stripped down to the bikini I was wearing under my cut-offs and tank top, and enjoyed the cool water on my skin. I looked down and admired my body a bit. I wasn't being egotistical or anything, my boobs were slow to start growing, only really making any progress over the previous year, and before that I was afraid I would end up flat chested or something. So it was certainly nice seeing my now C-cup boobs straining against the top that was now a bit too small for them. After spending a while lounging about under the waterfall, my long, brown hair now soaked several shades darker, I noticed what looked like the opening to a small cave hidden in the rocks behind where the water fell that I'd never noticed before. My natural inquisitiveness took over and I went over to check it out.

The hole wasn't big enough to just walk in unfortunately, but I knew I'd be able to fit without much difficulty. Of course, that seemed like a really bad idea because I had no idea where the hole led, and the risk of getting stuck was too great. Nevertheless, I continued to examine it, hoping to find some kind of clue as to what was inside. I threw some rocks in, and never heard them hit any walls, so I figured there must at least be a decent amount of space in there. I figured I'd come back another time when I was better prepared, but then I noticed an odd smell. It was faint, but quite pleasant, reminding me of the smell of baking cinnamon buns, somewhere off in the distance.

The scent became stronger though, and before long I realised that it was actually coming from inside the hole! I became very curious about the source of this aroma, this was definitely not what caves usually smelt like. I sat there weighing up my options. My desire to explore the cave was becoming almost overpowering, but still a sense that it was too risky caused me a great deal of conflict. The hole was certainly big enough for me to go in without much difficulty, and I started feeling a bit silly considering that I had brought a torch with me, and I knew enough about caves to avoid falling into a pit or something.

Well that did it, I grabbed my torch and carefully climbed through. That smell was even stronger now, and I noticed that I suddenly felt very light, as though I weighed as much as a feather. My head then began to tingle a little. The hole led into a tunnel of about the same size, which I carefully began to crawl though, not really knowing what I was doing. After around ten metres, the tunnel opened into a small area large enough for me to stand and walk around. I shone my torch around, finding nothing particularly interesting. I was hoping to maybe find something someone had left behind a long time ago, some fascinating relic of the past, but there was nothing but moist rock.

Despite my earlier belief, I suddenly felt the ground disappear as I began to fall. The torch slipped from my hands and was lost, so I could see nothing, but could feel myself falling. I cursed myself for getting so wrapped up in my own thoughts and not seeing the giant hole I now plummeted down. I'm not entirely sure how long I fell for, but it was certainly long enough for me to realise that I'd been falling for too long to possibly survive when I finally hit the ground.

Thankfully, that violent impact never happened. Instead, I felt myself hit something soft. Something really soft. So soft in fact that it gave way as soon as I hit it, stretching all around me like a weird bubble. I could still feel it all over me, stretching, slowing me down. When I finally landed, it was only enough to knock the wind out of me, and I was now covered in whatever it was that had slowed my fall. It was a strange kind of liquid, sticky, but slippery at the same time. It seemed to stick to everything, except my skin.

The ground I hit was quite soft, and moist. And lumpy and... moving. I stood up with a start when I felt an odd mass writhing against my butt. I still felt it under my feet of course, and I quickly realised it wasn't one solid mass, it was many. Long, thin, slippery shapes slithered under my feet. I tried to calm myself, thinking I'd just fallen into a real life pit full of god damn snakes, and that not moving was really my only option. But then I felt the snakes start worming their was up my legs. I have to admit I panicked then, and frantically tried to brush and kick them off me without falling over.

Suddenly, I was practically blinded my a bright flash of light. For a brief moment I thought it was sunlight, and that I was saved, or possibly just dreaming, but when my eyes adjusted I noticed that the walls of the cave had started glowing with a warm, clear light. I knew it was probably a huge colony of photoluminescent bacteria, but before I could think about it anymore, I finally saw where I was, and what was in there with me.

The entire floor of the cave was covered in a mass of wriggling worms of various sizes. Some as small and thin as a pencil, some were feet long and inches wide. They were all an off-white colour, and seemed to constantly ooze a clear, thick substance that I quickly realised was the source of the smell that led me in there. I can't even describe the horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach that welled up from the sight.

But that feeling of revulsion started to change a little. It turned into a pleasant tingling sensation, which oddly reminded me of those times when I was feeling particularly horny. More than anything, I was feeling confused at that point, because I was consciously aware of the dire situation I was in. Even without the weird horror movie creatures all around me, I was deep in the ground right now. It was a long fall I'd taken, and it was very unlikely there was any other way out of there. I knew I was going to die, or at least have to subsist on those freaky worms for the rest of my life, but I felt really calm. None of that mattered. I was going to be fine!

I started feeling faint, and figured there would be no harm in lying down, the worms probably weren't going to eat me or anything, and I felt so drowsy. No sooner had I sunk to the floor than the worms started to swarm, slithering all over me. It felt... nice. Really nice. Like some kind of wonderful, wet massage, every inch of my skin that the worms touched sang to me in pleasure unknown. I sighed as I lay there, feeling more and more relaxed by the second, as more and more worms writhed all over me, until I was more or less completely covered.

Then they started getting nosey. I could feel one nudging its way into my armpit, while more others began to investigate every nook and cranny of my body. Soon enough, one slipped under my bikini bottoms and made its way between my legs. I felt a sudden jolt of incredible pleasure as it found my pussy, and began rubbing itself against my clit as if it knew what it was doing. More began to join it, from every direction. And others found their way inside my top, and I must admit I loved feeling them massaging my boobs and wriggling against my nipples.

My head was positively swimming by this point. It had been slow to dawn on me, but I now realised I was now more turned on than I had ever been in my life. I wasn't new to sex, having had plenty with my ex boyfriend, and some more with my cousin Jenny when we were younger. My heart was racing and my stomach was positively tingling. It was almost unbearable, but when I felt one of the worms start exploring my pussy lips for a moment before bravely delving in deeper, I decided it was definitely bearable. In fact, I was looking forward to seeing just how good these weird worm dudes could make me feel. Maybe living in this pit wasn't going to be so bad after all?

The worm in my pussy wasn't one of the big ones. As it went inside me, it felt about as thick as two fingers, and it felt amazing. It was as though the feeling of my pussy being stretched was being greatly exaggerated somehow, so while I didn't feel like I was being stretched a great deal, what I was feeling was more powerful than even my ex's eight inch monster had ever made me feel.

The worm was all the way in now, at least as far as it could go. The rest of them suddenly seemed to develop a singular purpose, as instead of just slithering all over me, I could now feel them start suckling on me. Every inch of flesh felt like it had a worm attached, each sucking gently, but they continued moving about, so they never sucked on one place for too long. Except of course, for the ones who had found my nipples, and the one at my clit. They all stayed attached right where they were, and they were doing more than sucking. I couldn't for the life of me work out exactly what, but it felt AMAZING.

Every inch of my flesh was being pleasured, and the worm in my pussy was now itself sucking on and massaging my g-spot. So of course, it wasn't long before I started cumming. Hard. The cave filled with my ecstasy laden screams, countless bolts of electricity echoed throughout my entire body, my pussy practically throbbing as I continued to experience the most intense orgasm I'd ever felt.

As I came back down to earth, nothing really changed around me, the worms continued doing their work, the one in my pussy had started doing something to what I figured must have been my cervix. I was still riding waves of orgasmic afterglow, and I smiled knowing that my next one wasn't too far off, and the way things were going, it was going to be even more intense.

That's when I felt the worm inside me suddenly disappear, and a new orgasm suddenly reared its head. My mind was pretty hazy at this point, but I definitely felt it disappear from inside my pussy, only it hadn't exited from the outside. In the midst of my climax, I realised that it had slipped past my cervix and entered my womb. This knowledge further intensified my already overpowering orgasm, and I felt a great need to touch myself.

That wasn't too easy, since I was covered in worms, so instead I found myself just touching them, and surprised to discover just how much I loved how they felt. They were impossibly slippery, I don't think I could have grabbed one no matter how secure a hold I had. But beyond that, they felt just like... cocks. That same kind of fleshy, rigid, yet every so slightly malleable feeling, and I imagined myself just surrounded by all these giant cocks and I found myself wanting them to violate me more and more.

I half screamed, half whimpered when I felt a worm that had finally found my butthole. At first it was gentle, cautious. It rubbed itself across my asshole, then sucked on it a bit before finally pushing its way in. I always enjoyed having my butt played with, but I'd never actually had anything bigger than a couple of fingers up there. And this worm felt pretty damn big. I felt it pushing against my tight hole harder and harder until it slowly started slipping in. I could feel my ass expanding around it, I could feel every inch as it started making its way deeper and deeper.

I absolutely thrashed about, completely lost in pleasure. The worms managed to hold me down, so all I could really manage were twitches and restrained jolts. When another worm started pushing itself into my pussy, this one definitely one of the larger ones, I experienced what could best be described as an orgasm within an orgasm. Because despite all that was going on, I still hadn't stopped cumming. It must have been several minutes, I had no idea it was possible to feel so good for so long, but then within that, my feelings of immense pleasure increased as I felt the two worms wriggling about in my ass and pussy.

Then it started to slowly fade away, and just when I thought I was back to normal, whatever normal even was anymore, the worms in my pussy and ass started spewing this lovely warm liquid which set me off again. They spurted a surprising amount inside me, and I felt myself getting quite full of the stuff. But when they were done, they unceremoniously slithered out of my holes, while the worms that swarmed and sucked my body started moving away. I felt incredibly satisfied, but a little cold after having lost my nice, warm, wet blanket.

After a short while, I sat up and looked around, wondering why my lovely new lovers had left me. And that's when I saw a different creature making its way towards me. It was similar to the worms, in that it was the same colour, and seemed to be oozing the same fluid, but it was huge! Maybe about the size of a bear, it looked like some kind of giant caterpillar or something. From an opening at the front extended a bunch of long, glistening tentacles, which moved about as if searching for something.

I found myself really turned on by its appearance. As though the whole thing was just a gigantic cock with a bunch of other cocks coming out of it. I knew enough to know that it was wrong, the damn thing was a monster out of a nightmare, but it turned me on. Like a LOT. My pussy felt utterly drenched, and I wasn't sure how much of it was the stuff the worm had shot into me, and how much was my own pussy juices.

This new thing slithered towards me slowly and laboriously. When its tentacles seemed to 'find' me, they tickled me all over, giving me a similar treatment that all the worms had done before. I counted about five tentacles, each one looked to be several metres long, and a couple of inches thick. I found myself wanting them inside me, and it wasn't long before one of them found my pussy and started wiggling its way in. It stopped suddenly and pulled out after a couple of inches though, and I was a little disappointed, until I felt it go lower and push against my ass. I grunted at the pressure, as it forced my sphincter to widen to accommodate its considerable girth. There was a little pain, but that got lost in the signal, because the pleasure overwhelmed it.

Slowly but surely, my ass opened up to allow this new invader entrance. It slowly, inexorably worked its way deeper, til I lost track of its position inside me, but loving how filled up my ass felt. Either these creatures had encountered humans before, or they were quick learners. No sooner had my ass become accustomed to one of its tentacles, than another wormed its way into my pussy. I didn't know what to do with myself at this point. I was assaulted on all fronts by unimaginable ecstasy, but I just couldn't move. I thought I was stuck in this empty void of pleasure, where I had ceased to exist, and all that remained of me was my orgasm.

And then they started thrusting. The tentacle in my ass taking long, deep strokes, pulling out almost all the way, then back in. Must have been at least ten inches. The one in my pussy however, was giving short, hard thrusts, each one violently hitting my cervix. That hurt a little, but the pain somehow made what I was feeling all the more complete, and with each impact, the pain lessened, until it was entirely replaced with an odd feeling of hunger emanating from my womb.

The tentacle then stopped its battering ram routine, and instead just pushed itself against my cervix. I gritted my teeth and grunted at the feeling. It was as amazing as it was painful. I could feel it slowly opening up around the thick tentacle which continued its unrelenting advance. I then felt the worm that had hidden itself inside my womb start thrashing about. It felt like there was a great timult happening within me. Though, the worm in my womb didn't seem scared or anything, in fact, it seemed more like it was doing what it was doing just for my enjoyment. And I certainly did enjoy it!

When the tentacle finally popped into my womb, the rest of me popped in turn. It was the most amazing thing, I felt so incredibly full, I had no idea it was even possible for a person to feel so great while alive. I felt like I'd died and gone to heaven, but I doubted even heaven could be as awesome as this. I wasn't even aware I was screaming until I felt a tentacle shove itself into my mouth, its copiously leaking fluid quickly filling it up. It tasted divine. Sweet, but not sickening, and warm and nourishing. Strangest of all, the flavour seemed to subtly change as I consumed it.

I sucked on the tentacle with great enthusiasm. It wasn't til then that I realised how thirsty I'd become, and this thick, sweet nectar was really hitting the spot. But the creature wasn't satisfied just feeding me, and once I'd had a good drink, it started forcing its way deeper into my mouth, my throat. I felt myself choking around it, but it continued undeterred. Strangely enough though, I felt quite calm. I started choking less and less, before finally growing used to this huge thing invading my throat.

So there I was, skewered by this bizarre, betentacled creature. Three of its tentacles were deep inside me, while the others explored my body, before two latched onto my nipples and started sucking. This sent me over the edge, as if I hadn't already been at that point several times already, but everyone has their limits, and I guess I'd met mine. I felt the pleasure which was tingling all over my body start to build up in my head, before light headedness overtook me and with one final, little gasp which hid the true enormity of what I was experiencing, I finally lost consciousness.

I awoke to find myself now on all fours, the three tentacles still inside me. But something was different. I felt full. Fuller than I had ever felt before, and it wasn't just from having tentacles in my mouth, ass and pussy. It was then that I noticed the lumps moving inside the tentacles. One pushed past my jaw and then a moment later I felt something pop out inside my stomach. The same thing was happening with the others, they all seemed to be pushing these solid lumps inside me. I opened my eyes, and that's when I could see what was happening.

The tentacles had become translucent, I could only clearly see the one in my mouth, and inside it was egg, after egg, each about the size of golf ball, lining up to be injected into me . It was oddly blissful. I looked down to see that my stomach had grown quite large, I was quite obviously bloated with eggs, and still more were on their way. I shut my eyes again and just enjoyed the sensation of each tentacle laying countless eggs inside my womb, my stomach and my bowels.

I figured, judging by how huge my stomach had grown, that I'd woken up towards the end of the creature's load, but I was wrong. It wasn't even half way done. With each new egg placed inside me, another was pushed away to make room, and I became that much more full. I rubbed my belly and I could feel them solid beneath my skin. A small thought occurred to me, of how it was kind of a bad thing for another animal to lay its eggs inside you, but it was washed away in the din of pleasure I experienced.

Just in the time after I'd regained consciousness, the creature must have laid had hundreds of eggs in me. But finally, it must have reached the end of its supply, as the constant influx of eggs was replaced by a torrent of hot liquid, the creature's cum I assumed. As if on cue, with the liquid, came a torrent of orgasms. It was so much, I found myself drifting in and out of consciousness. Into wet dreams like I'd never seen, and back into the world where I was full of this strange creature's eggs, and loved it.

Then I blanked out for the last time, and awoke naked in the river outside of the cave. For a moment I thought the whole thing was a dream, but then I noticed my stomach. I was huge. HUGE. It bloated to an unbelievable degree, I looked very, very heavily pregnant. Like I was having triplets. Maybe quadruplets? I kind of hoped I was still dreaming, since this was pretty inconvenient. Still, I made the effort to stand, and it wasn't easy, but I managed it. I collected my things, and put my shorts and tank top back on. My top had no hope of covering my belly, so I didn't even try. I wondered where my bikini had gone, but figured it was probably back in the cave, and there was no way I was going back in there. Not that it mattered, I needed a new pair anyway.

Come to think of it, how had I gotten out? Even the hole I came in through was now too small for me to fit through. That feeling of confusion returned, as though reality had stopped playing fair. Cause and effect seemed to have lost all meaning to me, but I was too tired to dwell on it, all I wanted to do was get home. Thankfully, it was still light out, so I had a hope of getting home before mum got back from work. I slowly began to trudge through the woods, and it wasn't easy. I felt so heavy. I was full of hundreds of eggs, the thought of what would happen when they hatched filling me with excitement, instead of the horror one would expect from such a situation. Why was I so ok with what had just happened to me? I couldn't work it out, I was just happy to be out of the cave.

Working mostly on instinct as my conscious mind was busy with things it didn't see fit to let me in on, I stumbled my way home. I knew I couldn't let anybody see me in this state. They'd make me go to hospital, and for some reason, despite all logic, that seemed like a really bad idea. Luckily for me though, I beat mum home, and my sister was in her room. I quickly made may way to my own room and crashed on my bed, pulling my sheets all over me so as best to hide my hugely pregnant tummy.

I perceived mum come in a while later, and quickly assuming I'd fallen ill, left me to rest, but not before bringing me some water and vitamin c. I slept without waking the whole night, only stirring the next morning when mum came to check on me before heading off to work. She left me some more water and vitamins, and when I heard her close the front door on the way out, I found myself suddenly wide awake.

Alien Inheritance

I guess I'm illegitimate. Well, since my mother and father never got married, there's no doubt I'm illegitimate. Not that it ever bothered me much. I can't remember ever being discriminated against because of it, though I always felt kind of funny myself. I wasn't ashamed... maybe, just a little embarrassed.

My father had money and was always very generous in supporting mom and me. And he kept in touch too, maintaining his relationship with us - visiting about twice a year.

The last time he visited was in May, a little after I graduated from high school. It was Friday after my first week working at my summer job with the only architect in our town. I would be starting school at MIT in the fall, and though my father had agreed to pay my tuition and living costs, I wanted the summer job to save a little extra spending money.

As I parked my old Dodge in the driveway, mom came hurrying out the back door. "Move your car," she said. "Your father will be at the airport at 5:45. We have to pick him up."

I parked my car on the street so she could pull out her BMW, then got in next to her. I saw that she had changed from the tailored clothes she usually wore at work to a sleeveless white blouse and tan shorts. Her dark brown hair, which she wore up for work was down now, just brushing the collar of her blouse. I also saw that she was wearing a little more makeup than usual.

"What's going on? He usually gives us more warning before his visits," I said.

"He called from Chicago a couple of hours ago and said he would be arriving at 5:45, that's all I know. But this visit is about you. He said he wanted to talk to you about something important."

"I hope everything's all right. He isn't going to go back on his promise about paying for me to go to MIT, is he?"

"Whatever happens, be sure you treat your father with the respect he deserves. Remember, he does the best he can for us."

"I will, mom... I will," I said, a little worried about what the future might hold.

We arrived at the airport a few minutes before the plane was due. Mom parked in the red waiting zone - not much danger of being towed at our small airport. As she walked ahead of me into the terminal, I noticed how good mom looked. The high heel sandals she was wearing with her shorts revealed how shapely her legs were. She wasn't really old yet, just having turned 40. I could imagine what she must have looked like twenty years ago, when as a model in Chicago she first attracted my father's attention.

We didn't have to wait long before the small commuter plane landed. My father was smiling broadly as he entered the terminal and was met by mom and me. Then, he put his arms around me, pulling me to him in a warm hug. This was uncharacteristic for my father; he tends to be kind of reserved and doesn't express his emotions much.

A warm feeling of affection for my dad welled up inside me. He was my father. I loved him, and I knew he loved me. I guess mom felt the same, the way she kept herself close to him. Releasing me, one arm around mom's waist, "All set for MIT?" dad asked.

"I hope I'm ready," I said. "I've got a summer job to save some extra spending money. There aren't any problems with me going to MIT this fall, are there?"

"No... no problems," he said. "I'm glad you're taking responsibility for earning some of your spending money. There's something else I'll need to talk to you about later, though."

Then, seeing the expression on my face, "Don't worry. I think you're going to like what I have in mind."

After we got home, dad and I sat in the den while mom fixed dinner. She had phoned the real estate agency where she worked to let them know she wouldn't be available until Monday. She didn't really need to work for the money, but wanted something to occupy her now that I was older and more independent. When I was younger, she had limited her activities to caring for me, housekeeping and working for the PTA and a few other community organizations.

Dad looked at me over his scotch and water. "I know you're still a little worried about what I wanted to talk to you about. Well, it's really nothing you need to worry about. Now that you're getting older - in a lot of ways, you're an adult now - I realize we haven't had much opportunity to get to know each other. This summer, I'd like to have you spend some time with me at my place in Santa Barbara. That will give us a chance to get better acquainted with each other before you go off to MIT. Well, what do you think? Would you like to spend a couple of weeks with me?"

I was relieved to hear my worst fear wasn't going to be realized, and a little surprised at what my dad was suggesting. I never thought he was interested in having any more of a relationship with me than what happened during his occasional visits. But, I was willing to go along with him. I loved my dad. If he wanted to try to get to know me better, I was willing to try to get to know him better.

"Yes," I replied. "I'd like that. Will mom... ?"

"Your mother doesn't need to come with us. She's been to my place in Santa Barbara before. (I didn't know that.) I'm sure she'll agree it's better if it's just you and me."

Dinner was delicious, as usual. Mom was a good cook, and she seemed to take pleasure in the praise dad gave her for the meal. We firmed up our plans over dinner. I would fly to Santa Barbara at the beginning of July for a two week visit - dad would send me the tickets. He told me not to worry about losing my job with the architect, he would fix it so I could take the two weeks off. (Not that I cared much any more about that job.) As my father predicted, mom agreed it would be better if she didn't join us. "You won't want your mother around when you two are doing your male-bonding thing," she said, smiling.

As mom started to clear the table, dad said, "Laura, you take it easy, Rob and I can take care of this. You were stuck in that hot kitchen while we were talking in the den."

"Thanks," she said. "I think I'll take a shower to cool off."

Clearing the table and loading the dishwasher was one of my regular chores, so having my father's help was actually an advantage. It wasn't long before we had the dishwasher loaded, the tablecloth folded, and returned to our places in the den.

We sat there quietly for a few minutes, hearing only the rumble of the dishwasher, the occasional purr of the airconditioner and the faint sounds of my mother's shower. The quiet was unusual. Most of the time, there's noise filling the empty spaces in the house: television, the radio, my cd player. The quiet was unusual, but not uncomfortable. As my father and I sat together in the den, I felt the bond between us growing.

The faint sound of the shower stopped. Then, after a while, we heard mom from the top of the stairs, "Eric, I'm going to bed now. Goodnight Rob."

"'Night, mom," I shouted up.

"We'll talk some more tomorrow," dad said to me. Then, walking to the kitchen to freshen his drink, "I'll be right up, Laura."

It was still early, but this sort of behavior wasn't unusual for them. During my dad's occasional visits, mom seemed to want to make up for all the sex she was missing during the rest of the year. I guess it worked, because she never expressed any interest in other men, even though I knew she had plenty of opportunities.

Now, bothered a little by the quiet, I turned on tv, watching the news and then an old horror movie before going up to my room. In bed, in the quiet of the night, I could still faintly hear the sounds of mom's moans coming from her room. "How long can they keep it up," I thought to myself. Then, covering my ears with a pillow, I drifted off to sleep.

I awoke a little after 8:30 the next morning, before my parents got up. After coffee and a quick shower, I went over to Danny's house.

Danny was my best friend. Like me, he was one of the outsiders - the kids who weren't considered acceptable by the cool kids at school. Most of us outsiders were pretty intelligent and did good at school, but we were never popular. We all believed we would be vindicated in the future when we would be successful and wealthy - like Bill Gates.

After hanging around with Danny for a while and having lunch with him at McDonalds, I got back home about 1:30. Mom was watering the flowers when I pulled up. "Rob, you need to mow the grass today," she said.

"I will, mom. I'll do it right away."

"Your dad wants to talk to you first," she said. "He's in the den."

I found my father checking his e-mail on the pc in the den. "Mom said you wanted to talk to me," I said.

"How's that laptop working out?" he asked. He had given me a laptop for Christmas - to help with school and take to college.

"Let's take a look at it," he said heading up to my room.

Within minutes, he had the laptop fired up and was reviewing my directories. I didn't think my privacy ought to be invaded like this, but didn't know what I could do about it, so I didn't say anything.

Both the den pc and my laptop had high speed internet connections. I was a little concerned about what my father might discover on my laptop. I hadn't downloaded any real porn, but I had a fairly large collection of Playboy and Penthouse photos.

Dad looked over my class work on the laptop. But after that, it didn't take long for him to find my photo collection. I was afraid of what he would say, but he seemed to treat my interest in naked women as normal.

Paging through the pictures, he began asking my opinion about some of the girls. Stopping at a particularly large-breasted model, "Those breasts are obviously implants," he said. "What do you think about implants?"

"I don't know... as long as you can't tell the difference, it wouldn't matter to me."

"I guess that makes sense," he said, then continued looking through the photo collection.

He stopped at one on the more recent playmates. Bobbi Burke was Miss November last year. A petite blonde, about eighteen years old, with a fantastic figure - large breasts, a small waist, and shapely hips. She had played a major role in several of my fantasies. "I think those are natural," dad said. "Do you like her? Do you find her attractive?"

"Yeah, I guess," a little shy about talking with my father about sex. Then, somehow compelled to tell him the truth, "Yeah, she's really hot. She could turn me on for sure."

He continued paging through the photos, commenting on one and then another, asking my opinion of several of the girls. He lingered for a moment over a centerfold from a few years back - Candace, a redhead with a gorgeous figure. He didn't ask my opinion of this playmate, just glanced at me with an amused look on his face, then continued paging through the photos.

He stopped again at Miss February, another of the younger girls - about eighteen or nineteen. Claudia Slevik had a slimmer figure than some of the playmates, though she was far from flat-chested. With her shoulder length dark hair, dark eyes, and high cheekbones she had an exotic look, though the verbiage said she was a native of Ohio.

"What about her?" dad asked. "Does she turn you on?"

I looked at the photo of the naked model, "Yeah, she's really beautiful, and sexy too."

Claudia was almost the last playmate in my collection and it wasn't long before dad finished looking over the rest. Then, turning to me as I sat on the bed, "Rob, I guess you haven't had much experience with women... I mean girls. That's something I can help you with when you come to Santa Barbara. I think you'll find the information - the secrets - I have will give you a big advantage in that area."

In fact, I had almost no experience with girls. I didn't have a girlfriend - I had only had a few dates and had never got more than a quick goodnight kiss - I was a virgin.

"To tell the truth, I really need help. Girls don't seem to like me, or to be attracted to me. I just don't know what to do with them."

"We'll take care of that in Santa Barbara," dad reassured me. "You'll find things will be different after that. Now, you'd better mow the grass, like your mother wants."

The rest of dad's visit passed without anything major happening. We talked some more about my visit to Santa Barbara, mom and dad had sex Saturday night, and Sunday he took the commuter plane to Chicago where he would catch a connecting flight to New York. My father had some sort of job working for the UN, though I was never exactly sure what he did.


The weeks until I was to visit my father in Santa Barbara seemed to last for months. Then, finally, I boarded the commuter plane for Chicago. At O'Hare, I took a flight to Los Angeles - first class, dad paid for the ticket.

Dad met me at Los Angeles airport. With him was Candace Stephens, the redhead playmate in my laptop photo collection. "Candace, this is my son, Rob Mannheim," dad said.

Shaking her hand, trying hard not to look at Candace's large breasts covered by a blue tee-shirt, I said "Glad to meet you."

"Glad to meet you, Rob," she responded. "I hope you enjoy your stay with us."

It was clear from her statement and the way she kept close to my dad, casually touching him, that they were a couple. "He might even have married her," I thought to myself.

We got my bags and transferred them to dad's twin-engine plane in the general aviation section of the airport. I knew dad had his private pilot license, but it had been a long time since I had flown with him. Years ago, he had flown mom and me to St. Louis for a short trip during one of his visits.

Once we received clearance to take off, the flight to Santa Barbara didn't take long. Dad let me sit in the copilot's seat, even letting me steer the plane a little. Candace sat in back, leafing through magazines during most of the flight. When I was sure she wasn't paying attention to us, I asked dad about her.

"She's just one of my girlfriends. I told you I could give you some information about how to succeed with women," he said. "Don't worry, I'm not going to marry her."

At the Santa Barbara airport we put my luggage into dad's Ford Expedition, then took off for the "ranch," about a half-hour drive north of the city. When I saw the house, I thought it looked more like a Mediterranean villa than an American ranch; whitewashed walls, perched on the edge of the Pacific, gated, servants. It indicated my father was a lot wealthier than I guessed.

"Let me show you to your room," dad said. "Then we can go down to the pool. There's someone there I want you to meet."

My room was at the end of the second floor hallway. It was large, facing the ocean, with a tiled floor, its own bathroom, and a large Mexican-style bed and matching furniture. After depositing my bags, I walked downstairs with dad to the veranda overlooking the ocean.

"There are stairs leading down to a small beach at the foot of the cliff," dad explained. "But we usually just use the pool. If you want to try surfing, there are some pretty good spots north of here you can try. I'm no good myself, but I can find someone to teach you, if you're interested."

At the moment, I was more interested in two figures on the veranda. Standing by the pool waiting for us were the playmates, Bobbi and Claudia, my dad and I had discussed in my room weeks ago. After introducing us, dad said, "Rob, I thought you might like some younger company, so I invited Bobbi and Claudia to visit for a while."

"We're really glad you invited us," Claudia said. With Bobbi echoing, "We're happy to be here. Were gonna have a good time."

Dad said, "Rob, your eighteen, Claudia's nineteen, and Bobbi's eighteen, too. So, you're all pretty close in age."

"I'm nineteen now," Bobbi said. "But that doesn't matter. We'll keep each other company."

It was hard to avoid staring at the two playmates. Claudia was dressed in a tiny green bikini, showing off her slim figure. Bobbi had on a pink bikini bottom, but was wearing only a white tee-shirt covering her breasts. I fought to keep my eyes away, then thought, "They posed nude for Playboy, they're not going to be shocked if I look at their bodies."

Seeing me looking at her, smiling, Bobbi brushed her blonde hair off her forehead. "When I dive in the water, my top keeps falling off. I guess my boobs are just too big for that tiny bikini."

"Well, I don't have any complaints. You look good in that shirt," I said.

"Thank you kind sir," Bobbi laughed, taking my arm. "A compliment is always welcome."

"And how about me," Claudia asked, striking a pose, her hand on her hip, sticking her butt out.

"You look good too," I said.

"Thank you for my compliment," Claudia said, holding on to my other arm.

Candace came out wearing a brown bikini. I found myself surrounded by beautiful bikini-clad women. Usually, I would get tongue-tied in a situation like this, but somehow I felt calmer than normal - more at ease.

"Eric, would you like a beer?" Candace asked. "We've got shandies for Rob and the girls, or wine, or wine coolers."

I found the shandy - beer and lemonade mixed served with crushed ice - tasted pretty good. I had tried beer before and didn't really like the bitter taste. Sitting in the shade of the high wall shielding the pool from Pacific winds, I found myself relaxing... enjoying the company of Bobbi and Claudia, able to avoid most of my usual geekiness.

And the girls seemed to be enjoying my company; laughing at my wisecracks, touching my hand or arm from time to time as we sat on the lounges, one on either side of me. At seven, the servants served a light meal on the veranda. I had a little wine with the meal, making me feel even sleepier than I already was.

"Rob," dad said. "You must be tired. You spent most of the day traveling and your body is still on central time, it's two hours later for you than for us. You better go on up to bed. We'll see you in the morning."

"Thanks, I am pretty tired. I'll see you all tomorrow."

As I headed into the house, Bobbi and Claudia each took one of my hands, walking me inside. At the foot of the stairs, we said goodnight, each of them affectionately squeezing one of my hands as we parted.

When I got to my room, I found the servants had unpacked my bags and put away my clothes. I took a quick shower, put on a pair of pajama shorts, brushed my teeth, opened the window to the ocean breeze, and got into bed.

The shower had revived me a little, dispelling some of my sleepiness. I thought about Bobbi and Claudia, remembering their laughter, their faces, their bodies. I was amazed that they seemed to like me so much. Nothing like this had ever happened to me before. How my dad got three playmates to visit was a mystery. Visualizing Bobbi's lush breasts, the nipples pressing against the material of her tee-shirt, I felt my dick beginning to stiffen. I touched my hardening cock, considered masturbating, then, too tired, I rolled over and fell asleep.

I was awakened by a sound at the door. For a moment, I couldn't remember where I was. Coming to my senses, I sat up and turned on the bedside lamp. The small clock on the table showed the time was a little before midnight.

"Rob... Rob, it's me. Can I come in?" I heard through the door. "It's me, Bobbi."

"What is it? What's wrong... ? Okay, come on in."

The door opened the absolute minimum necessary for Bobbi to slide through. She was dressed in white panties and a white, baby doll nightgown. Seeing Bobbi's large breasts outlined in her nightgown reminded me of how aroused I was at her memory only a few hours earlier.

Closing the door, she sat down on the side of my bed. Her blue eyes looked into mine, then looked down for a second as she touched my chest, before looking up again, "Rob, can I stay here tonight with you... please?"

I looked at Bobbi's heart-shaped face framed by flaxen hair, her full lips, the bright blue eyes. This couldn't be happening - it was unbelievable, this beautiful girl couldn't be asking to stay with me.

"What are you saying? You want to stay with me? You want to have sex with me? Are you sure?"

"Please," she said stroking my chest again. "I've never felt like this before. I've just got to be with you. I'll make it good for you. I'll do my best... please, Rob... please."

I couldn't help being aroused by her... wanting her. It seemed unbelievable this beautiful girl wanted to sleep with me.

Looking into Bobbi's eyes, "Sure... yes... I mean I want you too," I said.

"Oh... thank you, Rob, darling. I'll be good." She said, caressing... kissing my chest, my neck, my chin. Then her mouth was on mine, her lips opening under mine, our tongues meeting. After a moment, we pulled away, gasping for breath, looking into each others eyes.

I slid my hand under her baby doll. Still a little shy about what I was doing, I started running my fingers over the smooth skin covering her ribs, then slowly moved my hand up. Reaching Bobbi's breast I cradled the heavy flesh in my palm, squeezing gently. Bobbi stared into my eyes, her lips slightly parted, her breath coming in short gasps.

Bobbi was panting deeply as I rubbed her nipple with my thumb... rolling my palm over the hardening flesh. "Oh that feels so... so good. You're so good," she moaned. Pulling away for a moment, lifting her gown over her head and tossing it to the floor, holding her heavy breasts in her hands, "Suck them... suck my nipples," she begged.

This was the first time I had seen her breasts in real life - or any girl's, and I was awed at the size of Bobbi's. Looking at them, now, rising and falling with her breathing, I believed they really were the 34 double-D size claimed by Playboy, and on her small frame they were huge. Her breasts were flushed now with arousal, the broad aureoles puffy, the nipples erect.

Reaching out, I cradled one of the fleshy globes in each of my palms, squeezing, then bending forward, pressing my mouth over the puffy aureole, sucking... licking... caressing the taut flesh with my tongue. Bobbi's gasps and moans came quicker as I worked my mouth over first one taut nipple, then the other.

When I pulled away to catch my breath, I saw the color of her aureoles and nipples had darkened to deep scarlet, the aureoles expanding to fully cover the peaks of her breasts, the nipples fully erect, pulsing with blood, almost purple at their tips. They looked like overripe cherries that would burst if squeezed.

The temptation was too great. I reached up, gently pinching both her nipples. Bobbi was breathing deeply now, leaning over me, her hands on either side of my chest. "Rob... what are you doing to me," she gasped. "It's too much."

I raised up, once again pressing my mouth to her nipples. My hands cradling her heavy breasts, I moved my mouth from one scarlet nub to the other, sucking... licking... nibbling.

"OH... OH... OH... GOD," Bobbi gasped. Suddenly, with a deep moan, she arched her back, pulling her tits out of my hands. Moaning, panting raggedly, her arms trembling, she collapsed onto my chest.

I was amazed. I had heard of women climaxing from just having their nipples stimulated, but was skeptical about it ever really happening. And, I never thought I could ever make anything like that happen.

My arms around Bobbi's back, I could feel her breathing slowing as she came down from her peak. She looked up at me, smiling. "Wow, that never happened to me before. Look how much you excite me." Sliding down my body, "Now it's my turn."

Bobbi's fingers stroked my chest, my belly, followed by her mouth, sucking my nipples, peppering my skin with kisses, her tongue exploring my navel. Her hands moved down, brushing aside the corner of the sheet still covering my lower body. Slowly, she slid the pajama shorts down my legs, my erect cock popping up, the head glistening with pre-cum.

"It's... it's kind of small," I said (I had measured it - five inches when hard).

"It's beautiful," Bobby said, her fingers sliding over the slick cocktip. "Just the right size," she whispered, taking it into her mouth.

"Don't... I'm gonna come," I gasped. Moaning in anticipation of what she was about to receive, Bobbi moved her mouth down my erect shaft, easily taking nearly all my cock into her mouth.

Somehow, I managed to control myself. Reaching forward, my fingers sought Bobbi's pussy, covered my her thin panties as she stood next to the bed, her mouth and hands working over my erect cock. I touched the vee of her panties, finding it soaked with lubrication. I slid my finger inside, stroking the slick labia.

Releasing my cock, "Please," she gasped. "I don't need that."

"I want to fuck you," I panted.

"I want that too, darling," Bobbi said, standing upright to slide her panties down her slim legs. Her hand covering her pubis, she crawled onto the bed, straddling my waist.

Bobbi's bright blue eyes looking into mine, she reached down, taking my cock in her fingers. Slowly, she lowered herself, until the head just touched her labia, then slipped the tip between the slick lips. Moaning softly, she rolled her hips, sliding her labia over the cockhead till it was wedged against her clitoris. She moaned so deeply I thought she was going to have another orgasm. Then, adjusting her hips so my cock was positioned to enter her, she slowly lowered her body, enveloping my erect organ in her warm pussy.

As my cock slid slowly into Bobbi's interior, I gritted my teeth, trying to keep myself from coming. Luckily, once my cock had fully penetrated her, she paused, breathing deeply, her eyes out of focus. Calming myself a little, I reached my hands up to her breasts, squeezing her hard nipples.

Bobbi looked into my eyes, a small smile turning up the corners of her mouth. Then she slowly raised her hips, causing excruciating sensations in my cock as it slid along the slick walls of her pussy, until my cockhead was just inside her entrance.

I looked up at Bobbi, seeing that same enigmatic smile on her face. Then, she pistoned down, forcing my cock into her depths, voicing a low - almost coarse - grunt as she reached bottom. I gasped as electric shocks arced through my being at the sensation of my cock being driven inside the tight glove of Bobbi's vagina.

Again, Bobbi paused, resting on me, her breathing ragged. I reached for her, my hands on her surprisingly slim waist. Concerned about her, I said "Let me..."

"No," Bobbi said. "It's just that it's so good. I want to... I'm almost ready."

Again, Bobbi raised her hips, halting with the tip of my cock just touching her entrance. Looking at me her eyes out of focus, she drove her body down, forcing me into her, spreading the tight walls of her vagina with the hard flesh of my cock. Up again, then down, Bobbi continued stroking me inside the tight confines of her pussy. Her strokes becoming quicker now, up... down... up... down.

My hands on her hips, I was thrusting up into Bobbi on each of her downward strokes. She was breathing erratically, gasping, her body shaking spasmodically, causing fantastic tremors in her fleshy breasts. "OH... OH... OH," Bobbi gasped, her vagina contracting around my cock like a warm fist, as incredibly, she peaked again.

"I'm gonna come," I gasped out.

"Yeah," Bobbi gasped. "Go on. I want... I want you to come in me."

Sitting on my hips, she rested for a moment. Then, she was again stroking her tight vagina up and down my cock, increasing the pace as she responded more and more ardently, moaning deeply. I lifted my hips, meeting each of her downward drives, seeking to push my cock deep into her being.

"OH YES... OH YES... OH YES," Bobbi cried, grinding her hips into me, her vagina tight, squeezing my cock.

Close to coming, I could feel my balls tightening, the semen forcing itself out of the inflamed testicles into the back of my cock, ready to explode into her pussy. I pulled Bobbi tight to me, wanting the sensation of the fullest penetration, squeezing her tits, ramming my cock into her. Then, my cock was exploding in her vagina, hot jets of semen boiling into her. This brought on another convulsive orgasm for Bobbi, milking my cock with tight vaginal contractions as I flooded her pussy. "Mmmmph... Mmmmph... God... God," was all she could moan as she ground down with her butt while I rammed up into her.

Bobbi collapsed onto my chest, breathing deeply. I held her in my arms, rubbing my hands over her back. It was unbelievable this had happened to me - a geeky virgin having sex with a playmate. I didn't understand how it happened, but I planned on enjoying it as much as possible.

Bobbi laid in my arms, breathing softly. She was so quiet, I was worried she might have fainted. I kissed her forehead, then her temple. "Are you all right?" I asked.

Bobbi moved against me, sighing. "Bobbi, are you okay?" I asked again.

Finally, she moved in my arms, cuddling closer. Then, looking into my eyes, "That was so good. Rob, you're so good," kissing my cheek, her arms tightening around me. "Thank you... thank you, Rob, darling. I never knew it could be so wonderful."

I shifted position, moving Bobbi off my chest so she was lying on her side beside me, still cuddling. Looking into her lovely face, I couldn't help asking, "Bobbi, why did you come into my room like this? What made you attracted to me?"

Bobbi's eyes began to fill with tears. "Oh, Rob, I thought you wanted me to stay with you."

Quickly hugging her close, "Bobbi, I did... I do. You're the most wonderful girl I've ever met. But nothing like this has ever happened to me before. I'm trying to understand why someone as wonderful as you would be attracted to me... would want to have sex with me."

Bobbi looked thoughtful for a moment. "Well, I just couldn't stop thinking about you. I got ready for bed - showered, changed into my nightie - but when I laid down, I just couldn't get to sleep. All I could do was think about you, and... ," looking down shyly, "... and I just got so horny. I knew I had to come to your room. I know I'm attractive to men, that men like my body. I just took a chance hoping you'd want me."

"But why do you think you were so attracted to me?" I asked, brushing her hair off her forehead. "I've never been very attractive to girls."

"I don't know. Who knows why you're attracted to someone," Bobbi smiled, running her hand over my shoulder. "I just know that as soon as I met you, you just seemed like the cutest, sexiest guy I ever met. I know Claudia feels the same." With a giggle, "We talked about it. But I don't know why - must be genes, or something."

I could tell Bobbi was sleepy - she had done most of the work during our love making. As I stroked her forehead, her eyes closed halfway, then closed completely as she drifted off to sleep. I pulled the sheet over her naked body, marveling again at how voluptuous she was, went to the bathroom, crawled back into bed, turning off the light, and fell asleep beside my beautiful new girlfriend.

Caveworms 2: Things Get Even Weirder

I lay there for a while in a daze, hoping, but not quite believing that what had happened to me yesterday was just a dream. The summer heat had started early again today, and I started to feel myself overheat under my covers, which were soaked in my sweat. With a groan I finally forced myself to stir, pulling off my sheets and sitting on the edge of my bed. I felt even heavier than before, and I was pretty sure my stomach had gotten bigger. I sat there with it resting on my legs, absent mindedly rubbing it all over, wondering just what I was going to do about this whole mess I was in. The hospital still seemed absolutely out of the question, and I didn't seem to have any other options, so I resigned myself to my fate of being an unwilling incubator to this bizarre creature's eggs. I took comfort from the thought that none of the worms seemed to have any teeth, and that they did seem oddly benign.

The urge to find a cool, open space slowly came to me, and before I'd even made a conscious decision, I found myself up and drifting towards the basement. I stripped out of my shorts and tank top as I descended the stairs. The air down there was nice and cool, and I felt a little refreshed. I sat in the middle of the room, the cool cement floor feeling really nice against my skin. I again started tracing my fingers across my engorged belly as that strange feeling of arousal I remembered from yesterday made my heart start to race.

I gently rocked my hips back and forth and moaned softly as I felt a stirring slowly build up inside me. The eggs seemed to be jerking about a little, as whatever was inside them began trying to force their way out. Damn these things grew fast! I was quite relieved that it would all be over soon, one way or another. That fantastic feeling of arousal was getting quite strong now, and grew more and more intense as each egg came to life.

"Oh my god!" I was startled suddenly by a voice coming from the top of the stairs. It was my little sister Hannah, and she looked freaked out. I looked up at her as she began quickly running down the stairs to my side. My arousal intensified even further as I watched her. She was wearing skimpy pyjama shorts and a matching top, and the sight of her plump little butt seemed to be the hottest thing I'd ever seen up to that point, and I felt a rush of giddiness that she would be here when my little ones came out. I don't know where it came from, but as far as I was concerned, Hannah was now the sexiest creature alive, and I found myself drooling at the thought of the worms ravishing her as they did me.

"Amy what the fuck? Are you ok?" she said, deeply concerned. I looked back at her, feeling a wild look in my eyes. "I feel weird." was all I managed to utter. She took my hand, and began to say something about getting me some help, but she was cut short as a an uncountable number of indescribable feelings suddenly peaked inside me, causing me to moan quite loudly. Hannah then screamed as she saw bulges begin to appear on my stomach, and start moving about. I could feel every worm finally hatch from its egg and start trying to make its way outside. One after another, two at a time, three, four, it went on and on. There were definitely hundreds, but I couldn't hope to estimate any closer than that. It was the strangest thing, disconcertingly wonderful. Every inch of my womb, stomach, bowels and even my intestines were being tickled by scores of these slippery little suckers.

I barely even noticed that Hannah was trying to get away, but I was holding onto her with a strength I didn't know I had. She kept screaming and struggling, begging me to let her go, but I really couldn't. Besides, she was being dumb, there was nothing to be afraid of. Silly Nahnah, that's what I used to call her, and she was being especially silly then, so I just held her tighter. I wanted to tell her to calm down, but I couldn't seem to speak. My throat was full of something. My first worm had made its way into the world, and there were more right behind it. When Hannah screamed even louder and her struggle became more frantic I knew she'd seen it emerge. I then felt a worm at my cervix, tickling it as it forced its way through. I savoured the wonderful feeling of it being stretched wide open, and my pussy start to fill from the inside. I couldn't believe, even as it was happening to me, that anything could feel so wonderful.

But it wasn't until I felt my ass wink open that I actually started cumming. It was a hell of a thing, with that first contraction, a torrent of worms began to pour out of my pussy and ass. Thankfully, the ones emerging from my stomach were a little more leisurely in their birth, coming out just one at a time, and I realised then that these creatures were as benign as I thought. They'd never want to hurt me, or anyone.
The flow of newborn worms from my nether regions wasn't a constant one, sometimes it was just one particularly large one forcefully pushing its way through until it popped out, followed by a whole bunch of smaller ones, and sometimes it was just a couple of average ones simply snaking their way out.

It seemed that most of the eggs that had been laid in my stomach had moved deeper while I slept, so far fewer ended up coming out from my mouth, only about a dozen or so. It wasn't until the last of them finally emerged and fell to the floor with a soft, wet plop that I was able to taste that amazing fluid they had all oozed on their way out. I savoured the divine flavour for a moment, and felt a lot more clear headed. I opened my eyes and looked at Hannah as she was being molested by all the worms I'd given birth to so far. And there were a lot, they slithered and writhed all about her, some making their way up her leg, trying to get into her shorts.

She wasn't screaming so much as whimpering by then, and she was leaning back as far as she could go, but I was still holding on to her hand. She fell back to the floor suddenly when I let go, and the worms then swarmed all over her. A couple pushed their way inside her shorts and her sounds of fear and distress suddenly gave way to a pleasured sigh. A couple of other worms then worked together to pull her shorts down, as still more came out of me. Seemingly involuntarily, Hannah spread her legs apart, and she had a few worms on her pussy that seemed to be sucking all over, as a couple more made their way between her buttcheeks and did something that caused her to arch her back and gasp.

It was so insanely hot watching all this happen to her while I continued to give birth to a seemingly never ending horde of these strange worm creatures. They were all over the floor now, many completely ignoring the both of us, content to just spread out across the room. Others were tickling and sucking on my stomach and boobs, but I barely noticed that because the feelings coming from my pussy and ass were just overwhelming.

Hannah was now almost completely covered in worms, only her head and a few patches of skin below were visible, and she was moaning in a most arousing way. One worm then started to rub its tip across her lips, coating them in its clear slime, which caused her to to recoil in horror for a second before obviously seeing how great it tasted. She started to suck ravenously, and it seemed happy to just let her drink from it like a big, thick straw.

I noticed that I was starting to feel emptier and emptier, I was nearing the end of my litter. I felt my ass close shut, and a feeling of great relief as a final, really thick worm slid out. It seemed like the best was saved for last, as something similar was happening in my pussy, but this one was even thicker. It was slow going, but I loved the feeling of my whole pussy being stretched wider than it ever had been before. When it crowned, I couldn't believe how thick it was, and wondered how the hell I'd fit that thing inside me, along with all the others. It must have been at least four inches thick, and I loved seeing how my pussy stretched all around it as it slowly emerged. After it was about half way, maybe ten inches, the rest suddenly slid out and my pussy snapped shut behind it with a loud 'plop'.

I felt so empty, yet so satisfied. I looked down and my stomach was still somewhat bloated, and I realised that I must still have had all the now empty eggs in me. I didn't worry about it too much though, I was just glad to be back to a more manageable size. Hannah was still being molested by a host of worms, though I noticed none seemed to have actually entered her yet. Perhaps they were waiting for something? Waiting for me? What could I do? I carefully crawled closer to her, trying not to tread on any of the worms. But it was unavoidable, they were simply EVERYWHERE. Granted, the room wasn't exactly huge, but I still couldn't believe that the whole lot of them were all inside me just a few minutes ago.

Still, the worms didn't seem to care when I crawled on them, so I figured they weren't being hurt. I hadn't really appreciated it in the cave yesterday, but the feeling of this warm, wet, wriggling carpet was quite amazing. And the smell! It now absolutely permeated the room, and that feeling of lightness came back.
Looking down at Hannah, with the worms all over her, sucking and massaging her, made me sigh. Her eyes were closed and mouth hanging open, a worm arched above her simply leaking its fluid into her waiting mouth. She made a few gargled sounds of contentment, and I just enjoyed the sight for a moment.
Then, all at once, most of the tentacles got off of her, only a few remaining around her feet. When she stirred and her eyes fluttered open, she just looked up at me with a weak smile.

"Hey." She said groggily.

"Hey." I replied, smiling back down at her. "How're you feeling?"

"Weird." she said as she arched her back and started to stretch like she'd been asleep for days.

"It's pretty hot today, how about we take this off?" I smirked mischievously, tugging at her top. Without a word she just sat up and raised her arms. She was now as naked as me, and I was more turned on than ever. I'd never realised how hot my sister was before. Her hair was light brown like mine, but she kept hers shorter, down to her neck. She wasn't a lot younger than me, she'd be fifteen in a few months, but her boobs hadn't gone through the growth spurt mine had just yet, so they were still just perky little buds with small nipples. I licked my lips at the sight, and leaned down to put my lips on hers. It was weird feeling the tentacles in my hands as I supported myself on my arms, and I couldn't resist gripping what I could grab, and loved how they slithered between my fingers.

My sudden kiss seemed to confuse Hannah a little. She didn't try to push me away, but she seemed to start trying to say something into my mouth. She quickly gave up in favour of tenuously kissing me back though, and the taste of the worm's fluid was thick on her lips, and when I slid my tongue into her mouth, it met with hers, she quite suddenly grabbed me by the back of my neck and pulled me close, her tongue now passionately wrestling with mine.

It was my first time ever kissing a girl like this. Even when I'd fooled around with my cousin all those years ago we never really went that far, since we didn't know what we were doing. But now I felt like I was experiencing my first kiss ever, as all first kisses should be: a wonderful, unforgettable experience. I pulled my weight off my arms, grabbed her head and pulled her close to me, as we continued devouring each others lips.

I then felt a worm wrap itself around my ankle and start gently tugging on my leg as if trying to get my attention. I reluctantly broke our kiss, and looked back to see what it wanted, but it just let go and slithered away. I felt like I'd just been pranked, but then I noticed a couple of particularly long, thin worms emerge from the great mass that surrounded us and start slithering up Hannah's chest. They looked identical, about an inch wide and maybe two feet long. They began to leak copious amounts of their fluid from the holes at their tips all over Hannah's small breasts. While they did this, they used their other ends to massage it into her skin, paying particular attention to her nipples. Hannah smiled and gave a half moan half sigh as they did their work, making her chest all shiny and slippery.

I noticed that whatever they were doing was making her nipples start to swell up. I couldn't help but watch in fascination as after a couple of minutes they looked quite engorged. They kept at it for a little while longer before both simultaneously reared up and started pushing down on her nipples, and judging by the way they pressed into her flesh, they were doing it quite hard.

Hannah really came to life then, arching her back and moaning more and more frantically. What I saw next was unbelievable. Slowly but surely, her nipples began to stretch around the worms as they pushed harder and harder. Hannah seemed now to be stuck between a place of unimaginable pleasure, and deep discomfort. She didn't really seem to be in pain, but I could only imagine how bizarre it must have felt to have her nipples being slowly forced open and penetrated. I was a bit worried actually, since nipple holes are small, like REALLY small. It should not have been possible for anything thicker than maybe a pin to fit inside, and even then that would definitely not have felt good. But I quickly realised that the fluid they had used was somehow making her more stretchy.

Hannah suddenly screamed as the first worm finally managed to pop into her nipple, followed shortly by the second. It was such an incredible sight seeing her nipples being stretched to such an unbelievable degree, and she looked down at what was happening to her with a look of horror, mixed with an unmistakable amount of lust, on her face. Slowly, each worm wiggled its way in as I watched, utterly transfixed. A spiraling bulge began to form inside her boobs as more and more of the worms disappeared into her nipples. By the time they were about half way in, Hannah was reduced to a gibbering mess as she twitched and occasionally yelped from what looked like an insane orgasm.

Her chest was soon more bulge than boob, but the worms still had several inches left to go. They say time flies when you're having fun, but thankfully this seemed to be a pretty slow process, so I was able to truly enjoy the unbelievable sight before me. My naked little sister, her skin shiny from the slime all over her, thrashing about in a non stop climax as two long, slippery worms slowly oozed their way into her nipples.

When the last bit of the first worm finally disappeared inside Hannah's nipple, suddenly causing it to close shut with a soft, wet popping sound, looking at it, you'd never know it had been stretched so widely just a moment ago. When the second worm did the same, Hannah just lay there gasping for air. Her boobs looked quite silly then, as though she'd gotten some terrible spiral shaped implants. I wondered just what the hell these worms were doing in her boobs, and I gasped when I got my answer.

It was almost imperceptible at first, the spiral shape just becoming less and less defined, but the process seemed to accelerate exponentially and in mere moments it became quite obvious that her breasts had begun to inflate like a couple of balloons. My eyes grew wide as her boobs continued to expand. But they didn't just become larger, they also seemed to become more swollen. Right before my eyes, her breasts went through a considerable growth spurt, going from something that barely filled a b-cup, to what must have been at least a dd. Not only that, but her nipples grew along with them, and were now about the size of a thimble.

I admit, at that point I hadn't seen very many, but those were the most gorgeous boobs I had ever seen. They looked really firm, but not hard, and fell against her chest in big, beautiful lumps. Hannah had been watching the growth with as much interest as me, and she was the first to touch them. She initially just poked one with a finger, then quickly moved on to massaging them thoroughly. In fact, she ended up massaging them quite hard, as though they were hurting her. I decided to help her out a bit and moved my hands to rub them along with her.

She seemed grateful for the help, and our hands continuously clashed as they harshly rubbed her engorged, swollen breasts. I loved how they felt, fleshy, not fatty, and her nipples were so hard, they felt like a couple of tiny cocks. I suddenly felt something wet and warm on my fingers, and was shocked to find a stream of milk had started leaking out of her nipples. I licked up what was on my hands, and the next thing I knew, I was hungrily sucking on her tits.

I thought their fluid tasted great, but the milk these worms had caused Hannah to produce was something else entirely. It made every inch of me tingle and I sucked and sucked like I was dying of thirst. Hannah seemed to be enjoying it too, I could feel her wiggling beneath me, hear her moaning louder and louder as I continued gorging myself.

I felt satisfied before long, but couldn't stop drinking. I knew I had to stop though, so I forced myself to sit up and I gasped as though I was coming up for air after being underwater for a little too long. Milk was still leaking from Hannah's nipples, despite the amount I'd ingested, it didn't look as though I'd even made a dent in her overall supply. She then pulled me down to her and we started making out again. I crawled atop her, loving the feeling of her huge, soft boobs against my own, and soon my chest was coated in her milk.

I felt a worm slither between us from between our legs, and we both moaned into each other's mouths as it slithered higher and higher, rubbing against both our clits as it went. It nestled its way in between her boobs, and started pushing against me with a surprising amount of strength. I quickly took the hint and sat up, admiring the view beneath me. Hannah's boobs seemed to have gotten a bit bigger, and the worm curled itself around one of them and started suckling on her nipple. It whipped its tail up and attached its other end to her other nipple and sucked on that one too. What a greedy little guy!

Hannah was really enjoying what it was doing to her, and I decided to make her feel even better. I scooted back a bit and unceremoniously planted my lips around her clit and sucked it into my mouth. It had the desired effect, I could feel her hips involuntarily jerk, but I held her firmly in place and started to flick her clit with my tongue.

Having never eaten a girl out before, I was glad to see that I seemed to be doing a great job. Hannah went wild as I went to town on her pussy. She tasted so delicious, and I was thrilled as I brought her closer and closer to orgasm. She grabbed handfuls of my hair and pushed my head into her pussy, desperately grinding herself on my face. With Hannah's frantic movements, it was difficult to get at her clit when I wanted it, but it didn't seem to bother her. Her moans became screams and when I felt her pussy start twitching, and a gush of sweet fluid burst over my chin and in my mouth, I knew I'd done it, and was quite pleased with myself.

I stood up on my knees and smiled down at Hannah, though she didn't see me, she was too lost in pleasure. The worm detached from her nipples and slithered down her stomach towards her pussy. It was quite thick now, about maybe three inches across. I eagerly anticipated watching it stretch her pussy wide as hell and disappear inside her, but it didn't. When it got between her legs, it slid across her clit, reintensifying her lingering orgasms, but it kept going. I then realised that its goal wasn't Hannah's pussy, it was mine. It slithered up my thigh and attached one end to my clit.

It didn't start sucking as I expected though. It did something else entirely, I couldn't figure out what for the life of me, but it somehow felt as though it was entering my clit. The worm slowly flattened its tip against me, and I suddenly started to feel really weird down there. I was then pretty sure I could feel something small and thin then making its way into my urethra, but I couldn't be sure. It detached itself from my thigh and simply hung limp between my legs, still firmly attached to my clit and the area surrounding it.

The weird feeling became more pronounced as I noticed the worm begin to change colour, and though the sensation was slow to come on, it was in an instant that I realised that I was starting to FEEL the worm, as if it was a part of my body. It was now the same hue as my own flesh, more or less, and it raised itself up, the end not attached to me swelling up as it went.

There was no mistaking what the worm now looked like. While I had always perceived them in the same way as I did a penis, it now genuinely resembled one. A really fucking big one. And it was mine. I could actually feel it when I reached down to touch it. The tip, which had swelled into a very cock-like head, was as sensitive as my clit. I shivered at the sensation, and then noticed Hannah, who had seen the whole thing. Her mouth gaping, her eyes had a look of unbridled lust. She couldn't believe what she was seeing, but she loved the sight.

She crawled over to me til her face was mere inches from my new cock, and looked up at me wide eyed and horny. "Can I... can I have that?" she asked, quivering.

"All yours lil sis." I replied. With that she licked it, getting a good taste of the fluid that was leaking from the hole at the tip. Her eyes lit up and she started licking more, the feeling of her tongue playing with my cock was heavenly. She wrapped her lips around it, and tried to suck as much of it into her mouth as she could. It was too thick for her to get much in, but she continued sucking the fluid from its hole and making my knees quake.

My legs just couldn't handle the amazing sensations she was causing, and I slowly sank to the ground, Hannah's mouth hungrily following my cock until I was fully laying down, sighing as I felt the mass of worms beneath me massaging my back. She quickly settled into our new position and wildly slurped and sucked on my cock.

"Mmm, tastes so good." she sighed between sucks, then started bobbing her head up and down on the small part of the head she could fit into her mouth. "But I want it deeper inside me." Hannah looked up at me, her eyes full of lust.

"Then come here." I said, and reached down to pull her face up to mine. As soon as our lips met, our mouths practically fused together. I loved the feeling of my tongue in her mouth, hers in mine, and when they met in between. I could feel her pussy against the shaft of my cock, and she grinded against it as we kissed with intense passion. I felt it move a bit, and though I couldn't quite tell what was going on down there, Hannah lifted her hips up a bit and before I knew it, I could feel her pussy slowly start to open up around my cock.

Hannah sat up on me and started wiggling her hips to try to force my cock deeper into her insanely tight pussy. The head had barely entered her when I felt it come up against a barrier that I knew to be her hymen. Hannah jolted from a sudden feeling of pain, but then cautiously started to put more and more weight onto me. And then, as if she suddenly stopped giving a shit, she lifted her knees enough to put ALL her weight on my cock. Her scream pierced my ears as the whole head suddenly popped in and began a slow descent into her pussy. I couldn't tell if it was a scream of pain or pleasure, but she kept forcing herself lower and lower onto my cock regardless.

We locked eyes as she descended and she grabbed my head, pulling my mouth to hers. My own hands traced random patterns across her back, hoping to add a little tenderness to this intense, raw passion that was electric between us. It was futile though, because I soon found my hands at her lower back, pulling our crotches together as hard as I could.

I wasn't sure how long my cock was, maybe a foot, maybe more, but it was a little over half way buried in her pussy when it met her cervix. Did I mention how tight her pussy was? It bears repeating. Being inside her felt like trying to put on pants several sizes too small. But then I felt her cervix quivering and it was almost too much. She started lifting herself up and dropping down, gasping at each impact as my cock slammed against her cervix.

"I need more Amy!" she whined. "Fuck that thing right into me!"

Well, if she insisted. It took us a couple of seconds, but we quickly found a rhythm so her downward motions were met with my upward thrusts. Each impact sent shivers up my spine which spread across my whole body, but I could feel it going a tiny bit deeper each time. Her cervix was soon open enough to allow a bit of the tip of my cock past it, but all it took was one, final thrust for it to pop in, at which point she suddenly stopped, arching her back and staring at the ceiling, mouth agape.

Her body seemed paralysed, and I just sat there and watched her sink lower and lower onto my cock. I felt the back of her womb stretching around it as her pussy consumed the final couple of inches. She was still in the same posture, just letting out one big, long sigh as she grew accustomed to being stretched so wide, and penetrated so deep.

She slowly started rocking her hips back and forth, building up intensity until she was frantically bouncing up and down on my cock. Her boobs were still leaking milk, which also covered my own chest, and I couldn't help but reach up to play with them as she rode me. When I felt that she was definitely used to having me inside her, I began thrusting. She couldn't keep up with me, and soon she stopped moving at all as I started really pounding into her.

"FUCK FUCK FUCK!" was all Hannah could scream as I fucked her harder and harder. Her tits bounced with each thrust. Her pussy was stretched so wide around my cock, it looked so incredibly hot and I couldn't imagine how good she must have been feeling. It felt pretty amazing to me too, but it was such an unfamiliar sensation. I could feel her pussy squeezing every inch of my cock as I thrust into her just far enough to leave only the head in her womb.

I could feel something welling up inside me, something I'd never felt before. I didn't really know what it meant, but with it my cock seemed to become more and more sensitive. Then I felt a worm pushing its way between my buttcheeks and up against my ass. It wasn't gentle, but it didn't hurt as it forced my tight hole open and wiggled its way in, deeper and deeper. It then stiffened, refusing to move with me, so instead, I moved against it as I thrust hard into Hannah. Just as I fucked her, I fucked it.

Hannah was going wild atop me, screaming and babbling incoherently as she was utterly overcome with pleasure. I grabbed her buttcheeks and held her in place and deepened my thrusts. I inched my fingers closer to her butthole all the while, before finally finding it and teasing it with my fingers. As if I'd pushed a button, that set her right off. I felt her pussy spasming all over my cock, as the worm in my ass suddenly seemed to swell up to nearly twice its size.

Hannah and I then came together, and I felt myself shooting a huge amount of liquid deep into her womb as her pussy massaged my cock. This liquid seemed to be coming from inside though, not from the worm that had attached itself to me. I grabbed onto her back and pulled her close, and she fell onto me, her engorged boobs pressing tight against my body. I gasped in shock as I felt the worm in my ass start popping out... over and over again. I quickly realised that it had become 'ribbed for my pleasure', and with perfect timing it pulled each section out of me, making my ass stretch and contract as it went.

I felt like the two of us were now just a pile of orgasms, and my ejaculation continued unabated. Hannah shivered on top of me as her entire system was wracked by the greatest things she had ever felt. Despite how lost I was in this orgasmic delirium, I couldn't help but notice that her pussy seemed to be slowly sliding off my cock. I moved my hands back down to her butt, and noticed that it was a lot higher than it was just before.

The realisation that I was shooting so much cum into her that her stomach was being forced to expand to contain it all seemed to get me shooting into her even harder. I could swear I could even hear it splashing against the walls of her womb. I found myself suddenly sitting up, so that she was now in my lap, and the worm in my ass now bore all my weight, which made its journey out of me even more incredible. I then pushed Hannah down onto her back. The bulge in her stomach was now quite easy to see, and I couldn't help staring at it growing bigger and bigger as I kept unloading into her.

I don't know how long this took, it's hard to keep track of time when you're so overloaded with ecstasy you're barely aware you even exist, but I could see her stomach swell more and more with each great spurt. By the time I was done, she looked heavily pregnant. Not as big as I'd ended up before, but maybe about 8 months along.

I let out a long, deep exhalation when the worm in my ass finally exited all the way, and my torrent of cum finally died down. I took a moment to admire my handiwork. Hannah's huge boobs contrasted nicely with her now huge tummy, and the look on her face was one of total contentment and satisfaction. I wiggled my hips, trying to squeeze out every last drop of cum, and then suddenly I found that I could no longer feel my cock. Still buried deep inside my little sister, I watched it detach itself from my clit and started worming its way deeper into her pussy until it disappeared altogether.

It had a pretty big effect on Hannah though, as she quite obviously started cumming again. Looking down at her, I then noticed that my own stomach was now as flat as it had been before this whole thing started. It occurred to me that maybe the worm had somehow used all the eggshells inside me to help create the huge amount of cum I'd just unloaded. How efficient! I was honestly just glad to have them out of me either way, though I felt an odd urge to see my tummy all swollen again.

Oh well, there'd be plenty of time for that, for now I wanted to see how Hannah was doing. She was lying on her side now, drooling and occasionally twitching, obviously still cumming pretty hard. I somehow knew she was pregnant with something, though no eggs had been laid in her. Was the life cycle of these creatures really this complicated? I couldn't wait to find out!

To be continued...

Alien Inheritance 3

I waited in the plane, strapped in my seat in the passenger cabin, while dad made a quick pre-flight check. Dad's mechanic had already given the plane a thorough check and fueled it before we got to the airport. During takeoff and just after, dad was busy with the controls and radio communications. After we reached cruising altitude, he called me to sit with him up front, in the copilot's seat.

After a while I said, "Dad, Bobbi and Claudia want to be my girlfriends. What do you think about that?"

"I know you've been having a good time with them," he said. "But you might want to find out if you have anything else in common besides sex. Do you know what kinds of things they're interested in?"

"I guess just fashions, and modeling, and having a good time are pretty much all they care about. To tell the truth, we haven't talked that much, but we all seem to get along together pretty well. But what about Candace? What do you have in common with her?"

Dad looked at me, "Haven't you seen the photographs she's taken? Candace is an excellent photographer. She's had pictures published in leading magazines. She has an excellent eye and has had her work exhibited in some first rate galleries. That was one of the things that first attracted me to her. I like to be able to see things through the eyes of others.

"After she did the Playboy centerfold, she decided she needed something more permanent than modeling and that she enjoyed doing. She studied photography and was able to use the contacts she made modeling to help with her career as a photographer. Now, she's concentrating on her photography. She hasn't done any modeling in over two years.

"Of course, there's no reason why you can't keep Claudia and Bobbi as your girlfriends for a while and see how it works out. If you decide it's not working, I can always help you break up with either, or both of them, if that's what you decide you want to do."

"I guess I need to think about it some more. I don't want to hurt them. I mean, how can I just leave them after everything that's happened."

"Don't worry about that," he said, "Whatever happens, they'll get over it. And don't forget, through you they've been introduced to a depth of sexual pleasure most women never find. I think they'll be able to bring that with them to future relationships, helping create stronger relationships with their partners."

I didn't understand how that happened... how I was able to do that, but wasn't prepared to question my dad any more. I was still tired from last night. "I guess so," I replied, nodding off to sleep.

I woke up as we started our descent. When I asked if I should go back to the cabin, thinking dad would be busy with radio communications and other aeronautical matters during the landing, he said I should stay where I was.

As we descended, I was surprised that I didn't see the skyline of Las Vegas that I expected. Instead of Las Vegas, we were landing at a vacant airstrip in the middle of the desert. From what I could see, there was just one decayed runway with some decrepit metal buildings to the side.

We landed, then taxied over next to one of the buildings. Dad shut down the engines, then turned to me.

"Is this where you tell me the secret?" I asked.

Instead of answering, "How old do you think I am?" he asked.

I knew my mom was 40, and he was older than her - I knew that. I looked at his dark hair peppered with white, his body seemed like it was still in pretty good shape, and I knew he was still sexually active, I said, "I don't know... maybe 45 or 50."

"I'm 69 years old," he said. "I've been married seven times, and I have almost a hundred children, of which you, Rob, are one. Now, I'm going to tell you my story. I want you to pay attention.

"More than 40 years ago, I was a graduate student. I was an only child. While I was an undergraduate, my father and mother were killed in an automobile accident. I was an ideal candidate for the aliens."

When he mentioned aliens I started with surprise, but didn't interrupt.

"There must have been millions of candidates who met their requirements, but they picked me, partly, they told me, because they believed I was a decent person, a good person, who wouldn't abuse the power they gave me.

"Up there, in space," pointing at the sky through the windscreen, "a great war is being fought. We're not part of that war. The earth is on the sidelines... for now. During World War II, there were areas the war didn't spread to, like Switzerland, or South America, and then there were other areas that no one ever guessed would be involved in the war but that couldn't escape it, like Burma or Guadalcanal.

"My aliens, the aliens who recruited me, want the earth to be ready to help them if the war spreads to this sector of the galaxy. They want an earth as united as possible. They want a peaceful, prosperous earth. That's what I've been doing for the last 40 years. That's why I ended the Cold War."

"You ended the Cold War?" I asked. "What about Reagan? What about Gorbechev?"

"They helped, but I did most of it, and it took a lot of work and a long time. And there's a multitude of other things I've done to benefit the aliens, and the earth too, that are not as obvious.

"I do it with telepathy. They gave me the ability to read and control the minds and emotions of others. That's my secret for getting women. That's how I made your two playmates crazy about you. And, in addition to the mind control, as part of the bargain they made with me, to reward me, they uh... augmented and gave me control of my sexual organs, increased my capacity for sexual pleasure, and gave me the ability to control the fertility of my sperm. To extend my longevity, they made me immune to all diseases and made my body as perfect as possible, given my genetic background. That's why at 69 I look like I'm 50 years old." He stopped speaking and looked into my eyes.

I believed him, and I thought I could guess why he was telling me all this, but I had to ask anyway. "Thanks for giving me Bobbi and Claudia, but what does this have to do with me?"

"A while ago, I received an order from the aliens to make arrangements for my succession. There was no explanation. As far as I know, I can expect to live a full, vigorous life for many more years. So, they must know something, or fear something, I don't know about.

"I decided to pick one of my children. That wasn't required - it's my decision. I'm picking you to be my successor. You're not the smartest of my children, although you do have a borderline genius IQ. But I believe you are a decent person who won't abuse the power."

Concerned about my father I asked, "So, you don't have any idea why they want you to pick a successor?"

"No, as I said, I don't know anything about that. I hope it's just a precaution on their part, now that I'm getting older.

"That's it. It's your decision now, just like it was mine 45 years ago. Become my successor and you'll receive all the benefits the aliens gave me. You'll help improve the earth for all of us, and prepare us to face that war out there if it comes this way. Say no, and things will continue as they have been. You'll just go home and then on to MIT. I'll even fix it so you can keep your relationship with the girls - with Claudia and Bobbi, if you want. I'll erase all this from your mind. It'll be like this landing and this conversation never happened."

"And what happens if I agree? I won't be able to go to MIT?"

Hesitating, thoughtful, dad said, "Right now, I don't see any reason why you shouldn't be able to go to MIT. The only difference will be the modifications the aliens make to you. But if something happens... if something happens to me, you'll have to take over my duties - for the aliens. Or, if something else unexpected happens, I might need your help. As I said, I don't know why they ordered me to do this. But, otherwise, there's no reason you shouldn't be able to continue with your life as normally as possible. "

"What are the aliens like? What do they look like?"

"I don't know, I've never seen them."

"How could you agree to join them if you don't know what they're like? How do you know they're the good guys?"

"I don't know," he said. "All I know is what they've communicated to me and how they've treated me. And, I don't believe it matters much for the people of the earth if my aliens are the good guys or the bad guys. What matters is what happens to the earth. In my view, what they want is good for us. Peace, prosperity, unity - those are all good things. Maybe that war up there will never spread here, and the earth will have achieved all those benefits at no real cost. If the war does come here, we'll be better able to help my aliens and perhaps be on the winning side. Whether I help them or not, if the earth becomes involved in the war, we will suffer for it. Maybe, through my help, the earth will be prepared and we'll suffer less.

"Rob, I've told you everything I can. You need to decide now whether you will become my successor and help me with this work, and take over for me if anything happens, or whether you want to forget about all this."

I guessed dad could use his power to make me decide whatever he wanted, but if that was true, there was no point in having this discussion. He wanted me to make up my own mind. His analysis seemed to make sense - about helping the earth and being prepared in case that space war comes here. But, I was more tempted by the benefits. I remembered what I had heard about his dick and how could have sex all night with Candace, and I really liked the idea of being able to get girls, fantastic girls like Bobbi and Claudia. I still had questions - a lot of questions - but I was sure I wouldn't be getting any answers in time to help me make this decision.

"All right," I said, "I'll do it."

"Let's get going," he said, leading me out of the plane to the nearest building.

He knew how to enter the semi-ruined building, pulling aside large pieces of corrugated metal to reveal a half hidden door. Inside there was an old jeep covered with a tarp. We uncovered the jeep. Dad opened the gas cap, checking its level with a stick. "About half full," was his only comment. He pulled a key out of his pocket and tried to start it. Nothing happened. "Battery's dead," he said.

He got a crank from the back, and was able to get the jeep started after a couple of tries. It was running rough at first, but after a few minutes the engine ran smoother. We pulled away some more metal sheets in order to drive the jeep out of the building, then headed west on a rutted clay road. It was really too loud and dusty in the jeep to talk, so I sat quietly. We were driving directly into the sun, and I didn't have any sun glasses, though my dad had brought his. It wasn't a very comfortable drive.

After about half an hour of this, we got off the road and headed into the desert, finally stopping by a small butte. "What now?" I asked.

"Just walk over to the butte and wait. If the aliens accept you, you'll know."

I was getting nervous, afraid. With some hesitation, I walked to the butte. I couldn't see anything unusual, though I was no expert on desert geology or flora and fauna. After waiting a while, I was beginning to think nothing was going to happen. I turned toward the jeep to wave to my dad, when suddenly, there was a white flash - and then I wasn't there any more.

I don't know where I was. Wherever I was, it was bright. I was surrounded by a bright light, kind of like those near death experiences you hear about. It seemed like I was there a long time, though I had no way of measuring time. The light grew stronger and stronger, until it seemed to swallow me. I fainted again - though I don't know how that was possible since I was already unconscious - then the light was gone.

I awoke lying on the sand, I guess just seconds after I turned to wave. Dad was running toward me, then carrying me to the jeep. Then I passed out again. Somehow, he got me in the plane, that's where I woke up again, remaining semi-conscious until we landed at McCarren Airport. I vaguely remember the limousine ride to the hotel and going up to the room, then nothing until I woke up again in the dark..

Somehow, I knew I was in a hotel room. I sat up, turning on the bedside lamp, seeing a brochure indicating I was at Caesar's Palace and from the clock that the time was a little after eleven. I remembered the butte and the white light. The aliens had accepted me, I knew that.

I felt a strange tingling, a kind of throbbing in my dick. Pushing aside the blanket, I pulled down my shorts and examined my erect penis. My cock was enormous. My small penis had grown while I slept - it looked like it was now about nine inches long, and its girth appeared to have tripled. At the head, around the glans, it was incredibly sensitive - the sensitivity gradually decreasing down the length of the shaft. And, the changes didn't stop with my cock, my balls were swollen - filled with semen ready to erupt at the first opportunity.

I couldn't keep from touching myself. With my mind creating erotic fantasies, remembering Bobbi and Claudia, I stroked my enlarged cock into a tremendous orgasm... the semen arcing out in what looked like a cup of thick fluid falling on the sheets and blankets.

"Wow," I thought, leaning against the headboard. "That was even better than when I had both of them together. I wonder what it's going to feel like to really do a girl."

As my breathing slowed, I became aware of other changes the aliens had made to my body. Running my hands over my chest, I estimated it had expanded about two inches. My biceps seemed bigger, too, and I might be a little taller than the 5 foot 10 inches I started out the morning with, but it was hard to tell lying down.

There was a knock on the bedroom door, then my dad's voice, "Rob... Rob, are you awake?" Then, the door opened a crack.

"Yeah, come on in." Quickly, I threw the blankets and sheets across the bed to cover the cum spot.

Dad flipped on the lights. Sitting on the edge of the bed, "How are you feeling?"

"Okay," I said. Then, "Pretty good, actually," realizing how well I felt - maybe the sleep had helped me recover from the transformation.

"I got you some new clothes - one size larger than before. I think they'll fit," dad said. "I can already see the changes already beginning to your body, but what about your mind. Do you see any evidence of the aliens' mind control powers?"

"I don't know. What am I supposed to do? Can I read your mind, or something?"

"No, you can't read my mind, it's blocked. Reach out, think of everyone who's around you - guests, workers, visitors, gamblers - look with your mind, search them out. Go ahead, try it."

Not knowing what else to do, I leaned back against the headboard and closed my eyes. Nothing happened. Concentrating, squeezing my eyes shut, I willed my mind out, seeking... probing. Then, something happened. It was like colors, a cloud of changing colors. No, it was two clouds.

They were on the next floor down, waiting for the elevator - a husband and wife. I don't know how, but I entered the clouds. The colors were emotions and desires, changing constantly. Probing more deeply inside the clouds, I could see shifting thoughts and memories. All the elements of each of their psyches perpetually fluctuating as one affected the other in a complex dance.

The man wanted to gamble some more, and he liked looking at the hostesses in the casino. His wife thought gambling was boring and knew he looked at the girls, and she didn't like it.

"Let's help them out."

My eyes snapped open. It was my dad. "What do you mean?" I asked.

"Just follow my lead, and try doing it with your eyes open this time."

With my eyes open, concentrating, I again examined the man and woman's psyches. As dad's probe joined mine, I saw the colors changing, some fading, others brightening, as dad worked on the husband, increasing his libido, bringing forward memories of lovemaking with his wife. I looked through the husband's eyes, as he turned to her, seeing within her middle-aged body the young woman he married.

"Now, you take care of the wife. I'll help if you need it. Just remember what I did."

I could see the colors that manifested the woman's emotions, but I didn't have the slightest idea how to change them. Then, I don't know how, but I seized the color that represented lust and exerted my will to expand and intensify it. Unexpectedly, the woman's lust shot up, quickly overriding all her other emotions. A slight gasp came from her mouth, as overcome with passion, her vagina began lubricating. Realizing it was too much, I quickly moderated the lust, simultaneously bringing forward her fond memories of love and lovemaking with her husband.

Within seconds, the man and woman were embracing, then leaving the elevators, walking together down the hall to their room. Seeing what we had done I got a lot hornier. Even after masturbating, I was still horny from the transformation the aliens made to my genitals.

"Umm... I remember what it was like after the aliens changed me, how I felt," dad said. "You know, the best way to hone your talent is to practice on girls. You're really highly motivated when your trying to... to get some girl in the sack. You go ahead and get dressed, then we can find you some companionship for tonight."

I realized how hungry I was. The changes the aliens made must have burned up a lot of energy. "Yeah, and I'm pretty hungry, too."

Dad stepped into the sitting room of our suite, returning in a second with the room service menu. "Decide what you want. You can get ready while we're waiting for the food."

I told him I'd have a double cheeseburger and a milkshake, then ducked into the bathroom taking a quick shower and shave. When I came out of the bathroom wearing one of those thick bathrobes the hotel supplied, the food was already there, set up on a table in the sitting room.

I was starving, probably from all the energy I used going through the aliens' changes. I began scarfing down the food right away. My dad just had some pie and a cup of coffee. I guess he ate dinner while I was passed out.

After about ten minutes, with half the double cheeseburger in my belly, I was able to slow down a little. "Remember I said you couldn't read my mind because it was blocked?" dad asked. "Go ahead, try to probe me."

Concentrating, I sent a mental probe toward my father, but there was no sense at all that he was there. I was looking at a blank slate.

"You can do that too, to protect yourself from anyone else with telepathy. Look into yourself, look where the changes were made - you'll find it there, and a lot more."

I closed my eyes, trying to look into myself. Though it sounded impossible, like a camera taking a picture of itself, I was somehow able to look into that part of me where the changes had been made, and I discovered more about my powers and what they could do. I erected the wall, protecting my mind from others - though I didn't know who besides my father might have that power. I opened my eyes, smiling at my father. I felt his probe reach out to me, then draw back as my block was encountered. "Good," he said. "But there's a lot more for you to learn. First,..."

"Dad, if I don't finish this cheeseburger, I'm going to pass out from hunger."

"All right," he said, smiling. "Finish eating, then I'll teach you a few more tricks."

I went back to my food while dad leaned back, sipping his coffee. When I had polished off the double cheeseburger, eaten every french fry, and pickle and scrap of lettuce, dad asked me if I wanted more to eat.

"That should hold me for a while," I said. "Now, what else did you want to show me."

"Have you noticed how everyone respects me? How they seem to want to agree with me? I've established a kind of mental aura that influences those around me to give me a little extra respect, to be a little subservient, to feel honored to be with me. If you want, I can help you establish one too."

"Sure, that sounds great. What do I do?"

"You could figure it out for yourself, but it'll be quicker if I help," he said. "Lower your block just a little, and I can help you set it up."

It was a little strange feeling my consciousness penetrated, even a little, by my father. I knew he must have used his power on me before, but now I was aware of it. Slowly, he entered my mind helping me establish the aura. When he withdrew, though there wasn't anyone with us to test it on, I knew the aura was going to work.

Changing into the new clothes my dad got for me, "Can we get going? I'm kind of interested in meeting some girls."

"I know. I remember what it was like at first. I've got a contact with the showgirls at one of the other hotels. If you don't like any of the girls there, we can go somewhere else."

In a few minutes, dad and I headed into the hall and entered the elevator. I was surprised at how crowded the elevators were at this late hour, I guess I had a lot to learn about Las Vegas. While we were descending, for practice, I probed the other passengers' minds.

A honeymoon couple was going to take a walk on the strip before returning to their room to make love... again. I saw the wife (young, cute, blonde, a little thin) looking over at my dad and me - guess it was the aura. I probed her more deeply, learning her husband was trying to get her to perform a sexual act she felt uncomfortable about. I focused her attention on me, increasing her arousal level. Soon, she was staring at my face, breathing deeply. When the elevator slowed at the ground floor, I caught her thought, "I'd do anything for that cute guy, even anal sex if he wanted it."

As we stepped out of the elevator, my dad pulled me aside. "You shouldn't have done that. Better fix it."

"Alright," I said. Then, manipulated the young wife's psyche again so that instead of me she would once more focus her desire on her husband.

We saw them stop at the doorway. She whispered to her new husband, "If you want that, what we talked about, I'm willing to try it... for you." He smiled at her, then they turned and hand in hand walked back toward the elevators.

As we walked to the taxi stand, my dad said, "I understand how you want to use your power for a little fun - and that's okay, it's good practice, but try not to cause any permanent damage to anyone. That isn't really necessary."

"Okay dad, I'll try to remember that," I said, a little ashamed of my prank.

When we got to the hotel where my dad's contact worked, I was disappointed to find the show had just ended. "Don't worry," dad said. "We're here for the showgirls, not the show."

Dad tipped the head waiter, passing him a note to take backstage. The waiter came back in a minute, then silently led us backstage. I noted how my father calmed the backstage workers who saw us, making them see our presence there as acceptable.

We stopped at the girls' dressing room. At the door, "You better wait here," dad said, before stepping inside. I heard feminine shrieks, then laughter. I was just starting to scan the girls in the dressing room when my dad came out with an attractive, slim woman with short white-blonde hair.

"Ann, this is my son, Rob," dad said, introducing us. Her name was Ann Morrison. She was dressed in white shorts and a red tee-shirt. She was thin, but with large breasts, a cute pixie face, and long, shapely legs.

"We were hoping you could find a someone to keep Rob company for his first visit to Vegas," dad said. It was obvious to me he was using his power to make her comply with his request.

"I'll be happy to. There are some nice girls in the show, but a lot of them are married or have boyfriends," Ann said. "But what about me, Eric? I've really missed you. It's been months since I've seen you. My mother is taking care of Sarah. Can't we all go out together?" grabbing hold of my dad's arm, pressing herself against him.

"I've missed you, too," he said, hugging her close to him. "Of course, we can all go together. Now, you go on inside and find someone nice for Rob." As Ann walked inside the dressing room, he said to me, "Scan her. Go ahead, I want you to."

I did as he ordered. She was 32 years old, divorced with one child, and she was crazy about my dad. Ann was considering which of her friends to introduce to me. I took a momentary peek into her memories of sexual experiences with my dad, then quickly withdrew, embarrassed at what I was seeing.

"Well, what did you see?" my father asked.

I told dad what I observed - how much Ann loved and desired him. That he must have manipulated her emotions so she would accept him as her lover. Looking directly into my eyes, he said, "One thing you didn't notice is that there are no other men in her life - no other boyfriends.

"I'm kind of old fashioned. When I choose to enter into a relationship with one of my women, that's exactly what I want her to be - my woman. And I arrange it so they're satisfied with that. You know your mother's happy. Just remember that they're my women. You'll have yours, and I'll have mine, and we won't interfere with each other."

"Sure, dad, I never even thought about that." In fact, I found the idea of screwing someone who was having sex with my dad kind of distasteful.

Through Ann's eyes, I looked at the three girls she was thinking about for me. I was a little disappointed that all the showgirls in the dressing room had already put on their clothes and were just combing their hair or fixing their makeup before leaving. The three girls Ann was considering were all unmarried and currently unattached, and they were all good looking, with fantastic, trim figures and shapely dancers' legs.

Sue, divorced, was a tall, thin oriental girl. It looked like her tits were little more than glorified pimples, but she had fantastic legs and a cute little butt. I was afraid what might happen if I tried to screw someone that thin with my huge cock. The second girl, Rhonda, was a Mexican-American with a voluptuous figure. In the future, she might tend to fat, but now she was glorious. Kim, was of mixed race - half African-American and half white. Although not as voluptuous as Rhonda, she still had a marvelous figure.

I already decided that if I was going to choose one of these girls it would probably be Rhonda or Kim, or maybe both. When, through Ann's ears, I heard Rhonda speak in an annoying, high-pitched, little-girl voice, I used the power to direct Ann to introduce Kim to me, deciding if she wasn't someone I wanted to spend time with, we could always look elsewhere, like my dad said.

Bending forward as Kim brushed her hair in front of a mirror, Ann said, "I've got someone to introduce to you. He's Eric's, my boyfriend's, son. He's really cute, and I think you'll have a good time with him if he's anything like his father."

I influenced Kim to accept. "Okay," she said. "Sounds good. I know how great you think your boyfriend is, but I don't want to get too involved."

When the two showgirls stepped out of the dressing room and we were introduced to Kim, I was able to get a better look at her. I saw how shapely she was in her white tee-shirt and tan shorts. Her body was clearly very toned, with firm, full breasts and a thin waist. She was wearing high-heel sandals, stretching her calves and projecting out even further her high, round butt. "Yeah," I thought, "She's the one."

Ann gave my dad an affectionate hug. "Why didn't you call earlier? I was expecting your call all day."

"Rob, wasn't feeling too well. I wasn't sure when we'd be able to get together."

"Was it your tummy?" Ann asked. "You might just have got a little upset tummy from traveling."

"Do you feel all right, now?" Kim asked, concern in her voice.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I don't know what it was, but I'm over it now."

I looked more closely at Kim. She was really pretty, with fine, soft feminine features. Her complexion was very light - I guess what they call cafe au lait, but heavy on the au lait, more tan than brown. Her wavy hair, falling over her shoulders, was dark, but not quite black, and with a kind of reddish-brown tint to it.

Tentatively, I entered Kim's mind. I found she had only had sex with three men. The last was her boyfriend - they split up a little over a month ago. Locating the hooks I needed, carefully, slowly I began manipulating her emotions, her libido so she would be attracted to me.

This was something I had never done before, although I had seen the result when I scanned Ann. I looked over at my dad. Ann was hugging him with both her arms while rubbing her thigh against his crotch. I caught dad's eye as he looked up for a moment, next I sensed his probe joining mine in Kim's consciousness, then withdrawing, as he smiled reassuringly to me.

Kim looked down for a moment, then, brushing the hair from her forehead, she looked up at me, her dark eyes looking into mine. "So, Rob, are you ready to take in some of Las Vegas now?" she asked, her smile bright.

"Well... yeah, but isn't it kind of late."

Everyone chuckled at this. "Rob, it's never too late in Las Vegas... for anything," Kim said, smiling, her eyes on mine.

"Let's go to our suite," my dad said. "We can have a drink there and decide what we want to do."

As she walked with me out to the street, Kim seemed comfortable with me, my hand on the small of her back, gently guiding her as we followed Ann and my dad. We all piled into a taxi for the short ride to our hotel, crunched close together, the scent of Kim's hair making me feel even hornier than I already was.

In the elevator at Caesar's Palace, I touched Kim's libido, increasing her arousal a notch. As the elevator started up, she moved forward a little, positioning herself at my side. Turning, her breast brushing against my arm, she asked, "Do you have any idea of what you'd like to see tonight?"

"I don't know much about Las Vegas. Do you think you could help me?" I asked, smiling down at her.

"I'll do whatever I can," Kim replied, brushing her hair off her forehead, her eyes on mine.

Two of the hotel's housekeeping women were just leaving the suite as we arrived. As we walked in, my father lingered by the door. "We took care of everything like you asked, Mr. Mannheim," one of them said, my dad then tipping them.

"I think we have some champagne in the fridge," dad said, heading for the bar. "I assume that's alright with everyone?"

We all had a glass of champagne. We stood around the bar sipping our champagne, somehow feeling a little ill at ease. Ann turned on the stereo, then her arm around my dad, she asked, "Which room is yours?" When he pointed to his bedroom door, she took his hands pulling him with her into his bedroom. "See you in the morning, Rob,... 'night Kim," she said, closing the door behind her.

Kim giggled, then said, "Aren't we going to do anything, go anywhere?"

"I don't know where to go," I said. "Come on, show me what we can see from the balcony?"

My arm around Kim's waist, I led her onto the balcony, at the same time increasing her arousal. My hand still on her hip, Kim led me to the rail, pointing, "There's the Luxor. See, you can see the laser."

"Beautiful," I said. Then, I pulled her toward me, turning her to face me. I held her in my arms, using the power to increase her arousal. She looked down, then she raised her head, gazing into my eyes. Hugging her tightly, I pressed my mouth on hers. She didn't try to pull away, but she seemed hesitant... then, she responded, her mouth opening under mine, her tongue on mine, her body pressing itself even tighter against mine. She moaned into my mouth, then pulled away.

Looking down, "No, Rob, I can't. I'm not like that."

"I probably shouldn't be doing this," I thought to myself. But, I didn't think it was possible for me to deny the demands of my enhanced cock. And why wasn't Kim responding like Bobbi and Claudia did?

I sent a probe toward Ann, in my father's bedroom. She was kneeling on the bed beside my dad, sucking his cock. I couldn't help noticing the pleasure she was taking in the act, how it aroused her, and how happy she was to do this for the man she loved. Looking into Ann's psyche, I saw the sexual desire she felt for my dad, but beyond the desire there was deep affection... love. Probing more deeply, I discovered how my dad had caused Ann to love him - what changes he had made so she would view him as her ideal lover, the only man who could satisfy her emotional needs. Then, I quickly withdrew before dad noticed my probe.

Looking into Kim's psyche, I saw how she desired me, but feared giving in to that desire. Casual sex on a short acquaintance was not consistent with her self view. Probing more deeply, I found what alterations needed to be made so that in addition to desire she would feel affection towards me... know that I was the one who could meet her emotional as well as her sexual needs. Still a little troubled at what I was doing, at what my penis was making me do, I altered her.

Kim was still looking down, breathing deeply. It had taken only a second for me to probe Ann and make the changes in Kim. Loosening my hold on her a little, I touched her chin. As she looked up, "Don't worry," I said. "I care for you... you care for me. Something like this doesn't happen that often. Let's not lose our chance."

"No... yes," she breathed, then pressed her mouth on mine, her soft bosom tight against my chest. We stood there together, our mouths and lips and tongues moving over each other, my hands roaming her body.

"Stay tonight... will you?" I asked as we paused to catch our breath. Kim looked into my eyes, then nodded her assent before placing her mouth on mine once again.

The next time we parted from each other, I said, "Let's go inside." Together we walked into the sitting room. Coming into my arms, quickly kissing my lips, "Let's go to bed, darling," Kim said, taking my hand, leading me into the bedroom.

My bed had been changed - clean sheets, blankets, everything - guess dad knew I couldn't keep my hands off my dick after the change. I sat at the foot of the bed, pulling Kim to me as she stood before me. Remembering how Bobbi and Claudia derived pleasure for themselves in pleasing me, I found in Kim the changes that needed to be made for her to feel the same. Kissing her deeply, I lifted up her shirt, exposing her full, firm breasts, barely covered by a low-cut, lacy bra.

She lifted her arms, removing the garment, tossing it to the floor. Smiling, she reached behind her, undoing the bra, then allowed it to slide down her smooth arms. "Do you like?" Kim asked, as she bared her breasts to me.

"Beautiful," I said, touching those full, fleshy globes. Across Kim's breasts was a line from her bikini - dark tan on top, light tan beneath. Her nipples and large aureoles were dark, more pink than brown, the nipples erect, taut with arousal. Cradling her breasts in my hands, stroking the erect nipples with my thumbs, I looked directly into her eyes. "Beautiful... you're so beautiful," I whispered.

Her eyes looked down to my hands caressing her breasts. She breathed in deeply through her nose, her nostrils flaring. I bent forward, taking first one, then the other erect nipple into my mouth, sucking, licking, biting gently around the aureole. "Rob,... oh Rob," she gasped, pressing herself onto me, her lips moving over my ear, the line of my jaw, finally pressing her mouth onto mine as we kissed deeply.

"Let me," Kim said fumbling with my shirt buttons. As my shirt opened, she peppered my chest with kisses, touching, licking. I was surprised to see, for the first time, hair on my chest. Kim seemed to like it, pressing her mouth and nose to the patch of curly dark hair in the center of my chest.

I let the shirt slide off my arms, tossing it on the floor with her tee-shirt and bra. Kim's hands and mouth were moving lower down my body, her tongue inside my navel, her fingers on my abdomen. She slid down, kissing my abdomen just above my pants. She moved her fingers to the top of my pants, opening the button, sliding the zipper open.

I pulled her up, holding her hands in mine. "Don't you want me to... ?" she asked.

"You first," I said, running my fingers down Kim's ribs, over her shorts, down her tanned legs, then up to the shorts again. With a quick movement of my fingers, I unbuttoned the shorts, then slid the zipper open. I slipped my fingers inside, touching the vee of her panties, damp with her arousal, then inside the vee, stroking her slick labia.

Kim gasped, then kissed me deeply, then she began covering my face with kisses. I moved my hands to her waist, slipping down her shorts and panties together. Pulling back a moment, leaning on my shoulders, she stepped out of them, standing, displaying her naked body to me.

Kim's waist was very thin, flaring out to sumptuous hips. Her vagina was veiled by a vertical line of dark, curly pubic hair, trimmed for a bikini. Right now, she seemed the most beautiful, the most desirable girl in the world.

"Now it's your turn," Kim said, her hands moving again to my pants, grasping the waistband, sliding them down my legs to my ankles. She looked up and saw my nine-inch cock straining against the fabric of my boxer shorts, the broad head poking out the leg-hole. "Oh... ," she said, "I never... I didn't know."

A quick peek into Kim's consciousness revealed that though she desired me, and was even beginning to love me a little, she was afraid of my giant organ. In fact, I felt kind of good about causing that kind of reaction. I had gone from having a tiny dick to one so large women were frightened of it.

Altering Kim's psyche, I lowered the level of her fear, but didn't eliminate it, linking it to lust for my organ. She would adore it. For Kim, my cock would be a god... a pagan god, to be worshipped and feared. Raising my hips, "Pull them down. Go ahead," I commanded.

Kim looked up at my face, then down to my crotch where my dick was stretching the fabric of the shorts. Her hands went to the waistband, slowly drawing the shorts down my legs. As they passed over my cock, it popped up, almost hitting her on the chin. "Oh... ," she cried, staring at the broad, purple head.

"Pull them all the way down," I said softly. When she reached my ankles, I said, "Take off my pants first." She maneuvered my trousers over my shoes, then my boxers, throwing both on the floor with the other discarded clothes. "Now the shoes and socks." She slipped off my left shoe and sock, then the right.

Kneeling at my feet, she looked into my eyes. Then she looked down to my erect cock, bouncing slightly as it pulsed from the blood running through it. "Do you want to touch it?" I asked. "Go ahead... touch it."

"It's just I never... Yes, I do... I want to... I want to touch it," she whispered, her hands moving over my knees, to my thighs, all the time her eyes on my pulsing cock. I peered into her mind, sensing her desire for my organ mixed with her fear at its size. I was loving this.

"Go ahead. I want you to," I said.

She moved her hands higher, resting them on my thighs on either side of my organ. I spread my legs a little, giving a little more room to my swollen balls. Looking into my eyes, she moved her hands inward just touching my cock with her fingertips. As she touched my dick, it jumped at the contact. Kim giggled, nervously, then grasped the pulsing flesh with both her soft hands. "Oh... ," she said, caressing the hot surface.

Kim began rubbing her hands up and down the hard flesh, squeezing gently with the fingers of both hands - she couldn't circle its thickness with one hand. As she squeezed, precum started issuing from the tip, bubbling over the purple cap. "Oh... oh," she gasped, staring at the tiny eruption, then bending forward, lapping up the viscous liquid. Me gasping as her tongue moved over the swollen cockhead.

"I want to suck you," she whispered, looking up at my face.

"Yes... go ahead. I want that too," I said, placing my hands on her head, gently pulling her toward my cock. Kim opened her mouth, forcing it over the swollen, purple head. Her mouth as wide as possible, she could just barely encompass the helmet, her lips stretching around the ridge of the foreskin.

She moaned, her tongue swirling over the hot surface. Raising her head a little, she began sucking and tonguing the tip. Momentarily pulling her mouth up, her tongue touching the tip, she looked up, smiling. "Do you like this?" she asked, then moved her head down once again.

"God, yes," I gasped. "Do you?"

Lifting her head, "I love it," she said. "I love your cock." With that she began stroking and licking up and down the shaft. Then, her lips and tongue began moving to the base. Her fingers were slipping between my thighs, seeking my balls. I raised myself up, spreading my legs, easing access for her. Holding my dick in one hand, she licked and sucked my swollen testicles.

Then, sitting again, taking her head in my hands, I once more forced her mouth over my pulsing cock. "Suck... suck it good. Then I'll fuck you," I said. Her eyes looked at mine for a moment, then with a lustful moan, she pressed her mouth over the turgid flesh. Finally, pulling my cock from her mouth with a lewd sucking sound, I ordered, "Kneel on the bed. I'm going to fuck you dog style."

I stood, as Kim, her hand still touching my cock, as though reluctant to part from it even for a second, knelt before me on the edge of the bed. I saw the wetness of her arousal shiny on her pussy lips. I rubbed my cockhead against her slick labia, then slowly began inserting it into her warm pussy.

Holding my cock with one hand, the other on her butt, I slowly pushed forward... first just a little, then pausing,... then forward a little more,... then back a little,... then forward a little more. It was hard to restrain myself, but slowly, inch by inch, I inserted myself into Kim's interior until almost my whole cock was inside her. "How is it?" I whispered.

"OHH... OHH... YES," she gasped. "IT'S GOOD... DON'T STOP."

Holding Kim's round butt with both hands, I slowly forced my organ deep into her. "Umph..." she groaned as I seated myself inside her, my abdomen tight against her ass. Holding her buttocks, I drew back till about half my cock remained inside, then rolled the hard shaft in her pussy... up and down, left and right, Kim whimpering softly in sync with the movements of my dick. Becoming more impatient now, I thrust all of my organ deep inside her, my cockhead butting against her cervix.

"Yes... yes," Kim cried, "FUCK ME, ROB... FUCK ME HARD." My hands on her hips, I stroked back, then forward, slowly stroking my hard cock in her tight vagina. Moaning, Kim jammed her butt back, forcing the full length of my cock into her. Holding her full buttocks, I pulled back, then stroked forward again.

Kim moaned and gasped as I stroked my cock in her pussy. Then, more quickly than I thought possible, she cried out "I'm coming... oh, Rob, I'm coming so quick." Holding her butt, I felt her vaginal contractions squeezing my cock. Kneeling before me, her shoulders flat on the bed, her ass in the air, she rolled her butt as the contractions in her vagina overcame her. Whimpering... gasping... moaning, "Oh... oh... mmmph... mmmph... oh god... oh god... thank you, darling... thank you, Rob darling," she descended from the peak of her orgasm.

We paused like that, Kim on her knees, gasping. Me, my hard cock still lodged in her warm vagina, waiting for her to be ready again. I still needed to come.

When Kim's breathing had calmed a little, I leaned forward, still with my cock in her, kissing the back of her neck, her ear, her throat. Finally, lifting up a little, she turned her face to kiss me full on the lips. I pressed forward, feeling the head of my cock rubbing against her cervix, deepening the kiss, thrusting my tongue into her mouth until her response was as ardent as mine.

As our mouths came apart, Kim rolled her butt around the axis of my cock, rubbing her ass against my thighs. "More... ? You still need to come, don't you, darling. Go ahead... do it. Go ahead, come inside of me, Rob darling," she gasped out, looking back at me.

I kissed the back of Kim's neck. Then grabbing her buttocks once again, I began slowly stroking my rigid organ inside her warm vagina, first back,... then forward,... then back,... then forward. With a low moan, raising her head, Kim looked back at me her dark eyes hooded. Then she was pushing her butt back against me as I thrust my cock into the smooth glove of her vagina, the head grinding against her cervix.

I was ready now, increasing my pace, pistoning in and out of her, my hands on her butt using it to push and pull her body, increasing my sensation. "Oh... oh... oh," she was murmuring constantly now. Then, throwing up her head, she looked back at me, her face almost a grimace, "Oh, Rob... I'm coming... I'm coming again."

Her vagina squeezed my cock like a fist. Throwing her head and shoulders flat on the mattress, Kim shoved her ass back rolling it against me, increasing the sensation of my cock inside her vagina as, gasping and moaning, she reached an even higher peak than before.

I was ready too, my hands squeezing her buttocks, pulling her close as the semen rushed from my balls to my cock, then was erupting from my urethra into her spasming pussy. It kept coming and coming and coming. The sensation was incredible. I could actually feel the semen passing through my urethra, jetting into Kim. And her pussy spasming around my organ increased the sensations incredibly as my cock pulsed again and again inside her body.

I collapsed on top of Kim, panting from the exertion. Though my cock was softening, it remained inside her. Cautiously, I raised my hips, allowing my now flaccid organ to gently slip out of Kim's vagina.

Lying beside Kim, I watched her breathing deeply, her eyes closed. I kissed her temple, her earlobe, then stroked her forehead, brushing the hair away. Her eyes opened. Looking at me, she took a deep breath, "That's some piece of equipment you've got there," she said.

"So, are you an expert on that type of equipment?"

"No," she said, smiling, "But I've done a lot of reading, and I know what just happened is really unusual. And from my experiences in the past, that was more than I ever thought would be possible for me."

With unexpected energy, Kim jumped up, kneeling over me, looking into my eyes, "Thank you, Rob darling" she said, kissing me, "thank you"... kiss... "thank you"... kiss, then was showering my face with kisses. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her to me, kissing her deeply. I ran my hands over her body, caressing her round buttocks, her slim waist, stroking the smooth skin over her ribs, enjoying the feel of her skin, the taut flesh beneath.

I could feel my cock beginning to get hard again, and Kim, her thigh on my crotch, could feel it too. "Oh, Rob," she said. "Again... you want to do it again?"

A quick glimpse into Kim's mind revealed how great the pleasure was I had just given her. She wanted that again. With her previous lovers, she had never experienced orgasms even close in intensity to those she had with me. But my sexual power and large cock were outside her experience. She wasn't sure how to react to all these strange new experiences... these new sensations.

Using the power, I helped her feel more at ease with what was happening, thankful even for the experience. She still had plenty of energy, to continue lovemaking - Kim was, after all, a very fit professional dancer. I kissed her deeply, our tongues dancing together. She moved herself over my cock, moaning into my mouth at the sensation of the hardening flesh on her thigh. I began caressing her breasts, pinching her erect nipples. As we broke our kiss, I whispered, "Yes, I want you again. I want to make love to you again."

"Oh, Rob," Kim said, her dark eyes looking into mine, "I want that too." Then, she was kissing my chin, my neck, my chest, burying her face in the hair on my chest. She moved off me a little, so her body was at right angles to mine. Her hands and mouth were now free to roam over my body. She caressed... kissed... licked my chest, my belly, my groin.

Positioned on the bed as she was, I could reach out to fondle her pussy and ass. As she stroked my hard cock, her tongue licking up the shaft, I rubbed my finger over her damp labia, then around and over her clitoris. "Umm," Kim said, looking up at me, stroking my organ, "Have I told you how much I love this?" Then, she once more forced her mouth over the purple cockhead.

While she sucked my cock, I slid my hand from Kim's damp pussy up to her firm, round butt. Running my fingers in her cleft, I found the dimple of Kim's anus. I circled it with my index finger, then slowly, pressed the tip of my finger into her tight anal ring. Kim paused in sucking my cock, then, as I didn't push any deeper, resumed her sucking.

Using the power, I increased Kim's awareness of the pleasurable sensations coming from the nerve endings of her anus... made her more accepting of the idea of anal sex. Running my fingers down to her pussy again, I rubbed some lubrication onto my fingertips, then up to her anus again - this time pressing my finger in more deeply. She moaned around my cock, then lifting up her head, "What are you doing?" she asked.

"I want this... your ass," I whispered, "I want to make love to your ass."

"I never did that before," she said. "I want to make it good for you... for both of us. But you're so big, I don't think I can do it."

"You can do it, and you're going to love it," I said. Then, entering her mind I increased her arousal level, increasing the sensitivity of her anus, making her desire anal intercourse, at the same time pressing my finger deeper into her tight butthole, gently rubbing it inside her.

"Oh," she gasped, "that feels so strange, and so... so sexy. Al... alright, I'll try it. What do I do?"

"Just wait here a second," I told her, rising and stepping into the bathroom, returning with a bottle of lotion. Kim was lying on her side across the bed, stroking her pussy. I bent over her, gently kissing her lips. Then, setting the lotion on the bedside table, "Kneel on the side of the bed," I told her, pulling her up by the waist until she was in the position I wanted.

Looking back at me, "You'll be gentle, won't you, Rob?" Kim asked. "You'll go slow?"

"Don't worry. I won't do anything you don't want me to," I reassured her. I squirted some lotion on her anus, rubbing it around the outside. Then, squirting more, I slid one finger inside her, lubricating the interior of her asshole.

"Oh... oh... oh," Kim gasped.

"Is that alright," I asked.

Looking back at me, "Yeah, it's alright... it feels okay."

Kim moaned slightly as I pulled my finger out. I squeezed more lotion on her ass, then slowly inserted two fingers into her anus. With two fingers of my right hand in her ass, I slid my left hand between her thighs, running my fingertips over her swollen labia, then inside the lips, caressing her vagina, teasing the erect clitoris.

"Oh god... that's so... such a lovely feeling," Kim moaned.

Continuing to caress her vagina, my fingers moving more deeply into her anus now, I bent forward, "Are you ready now?" I asked.

"Yes... yes, I'm ready. Do it... go ahead, put it in me," she gasped.

I squirted some lotion onto my cock, spreading it up and down its full length, paying special attention to the head. Then, holding my cock in my hand, I slowly pressed the fat head into Kim's sphincter until I felt it pop through the tight anal ring. "Oh... it's big," she gasped. "Wait... please wait a second."

I paused with just the head of my cock lodged inside her, while Kim knelt before me panting. I slid my hand between her thighs, caressing her pussy. "How is it? Are you alright?" I asked.

As her breathing calmed, she looked back at me. "It's... it's getting better. I just needed to get used to it. Go ahead, I'm ready now," she said.

Slowly, I again began forcing my cock into her tight anus. Pushing in a little... then pause... in a little more... then pause... in a little more, until about half my cock was imbedded in Kim's ass. "Are you alright?" I asked.

"Yeah, it's okay," Kim said. "Now, go ahead... give it to me. I can take it... give me all of it."

Slowly, without pausing, I began pushing the rest of my cock into her. Kim letting out a long, drawn-out moan as my dick slowly slid into her anus. Since she didn't ask me to stop, I continued pushing. Finally, as the full length of my cock was imbedded in her ass, she gasped, her whole body shuddering. "Are you okay, Kim?" I asked.

She looked back at me, panting, her eyes veiled, "I'm good... it's good. I just had a small orgasm." Then, looking into my eyes, "Do it to me now, Rob. Go ahead, I want it... fuck me... fuck my ass."

So I did. I drew back, my hands on Kim's hips, until the cockhead was just inside her anal ring, then drove forward, then back again, then forward, stroking my huge cock deep into Kim's rectum. The sensation of Kim's tight anus squeezing me was exquisite. Grabbing her buttocks, I stroked my cock deep into her ass. Plunging as deep as possible, my cock spreading her tight anal sphincter, squeezing her butt cheeks, pulling back, then plunging in again, then out... then in... out... in... out... in... I developed a rhythm, stroking in and out of Kim's butt, the strokes becoming easier as her anus expanded to accommodate me.

"Oh... oh... oh," Kim was moaning constantly now, "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck it."

As I felt my orgasm approaching, I tried to increase the depth of my strokes in Kim's hot rectal passage, holding her butt tight against me as I forced my cock deep into her. "I'm coming," Kim moaned. "Oh Rob, I'm coming again."

As I felt the orgasmic contractions move from Kim's vagina into her anus, squeezing my cock inside her spasming rectum, I began coming too, shooting my seed deep into Kim's dark hole. Feeling the flow of hot semen jetting into her rectum, Kim threw her head up, giving an inarticulate cry, her body shuddering in total orgasm.

Exhausted, I collapsed on top of her. She appeared to have fainted - "swooned" might be a better term. Carefully, I withdrew my cock from her anus, then headed for the bathroom where I washed myself off. I knew I was protected from disease, but still wanted to keep clean.

I found my boxers on the bedroom floor, slipped them on and got in bed next to Kim, holding her gently in my arms. Her breathing was calmer now. She seemed to be sleeping peacefully. I pulled the sheet over us, soon falling asleep myself.

I woke to Kim kissing my cheek, her hand stroking my shoulder. Kissing me once more, she said, "I need to go to the bathroom, darling," getting out of bed. In a few minutes she was back, lying beside me once more. She kissed me softly, saying "Thank you." Then, we both fell asleep once more.

We woke again a little after ten in the morning. We talked. Kim was 22 years old. She graduated from the local community college, and had been working as a professional dancer for two years. Although she was of mixed race (her father was black and her mother white), she had not experienced much prejudice growing up in Las Vegas. Her father was a dealer in a casino. Her mother had been a dancer, but hadn't worked outside the home since Kim was born. She had a 19 year old sister and a 16 year old brother. And, she seemed to have led a happy, stable family life.

I told her a little about myself - about being illegitimate and my father inviting me to spend two weeks with him during the summer so we could get to know each other better.

"I think your father's a nice guy - just like you," Kim said, kissing me briefly on the lips. I put my arms around her, pulling her tight to my chest, kissing her deeply. When we broke the kiss, she moved in my arms, sliding down my body, touching, kissing. Her hand slid under my shorts, touching my hardening cock. "This is very nice, too," she said stroking it.

"I washed it after what I... what we did last night."

Smiling up at me, her eyes bright, "Umm... that makes me feel better," Kim said. "You don't know how crazy I am about you, and about this." She was kissing my belly, her tongue inside my navel while her hands continued stroking my cock. Then, her lips and tongue were moving over my abdomen - tickling a little - while her hands slid my shorts down. My cock popped out, pointing towards my head, but since Kim's head was on my belly, it was pointing at her. She stared at my cock. Then, turning her head smiled at me. Then, turning again to my cock, her hands on the base, she pressed her mouth over the head, moaning softly.

As Kim's lips and tongue and hands worked over my organ, I couldn't help lifting my hips, trying to pump my cock deeper into her mouth. She pulled away for a moment, licking over the tip, then was running her tongue up and down the thick shaft. I grabbed her head, pulling her mouth down over my cockhead once again, "Suck it, suck it hard," I commanded.

Her mouth was sliding up and down over the top of my cock, her hands stroking the shaft. Kim raised her head, catching her breath, her eyes on mine. "Do you like this?... Am I doing good?" Then pressing her mouth once more over the broad head, her hands stroking the shaft.

"Yes, don't stop," I gasped.

"Umm... umm," Kim moaned as, her lips stretching, she forced her mouth lower on the hard shaft. About a third of my cock was in her mouth, her hands sliding up and down the shaft, slick with percum and spit. I was ready to come, and I wanted to do it in Kim's mouth. I scanned her, discovering that up till now she had found the idea of fellatio and swallowing repugnant, but that had already been dispelled by the passion she felt for my cock.

"I'm coming," I gasped. "I want to come in your mouth."

Kim breathed in deeply through her nose, her dark eyes flashing up at me for a second. Then, her hands and mouth and tongue were working faster and faster on my cock, spurring me towards orgasm. I was ready, the thick semen boiling out of my balls into the shaft of my cock. My abdomen tensing, holding Kim's head tight against me. Her fingers stroking my shaft and balls, her tongue caressing my cockhead. My muscles were tightening, my legs growing rigid.

Then my cock was pulsing, jetting thick streams of semen into Kim's warm mouth. She gasped, then coughed slightly as she worked to swallow the viscous emission. I was coming, and coming, and coming the waves of thick fluid creating incredible sensations as they moved through my urethra. My cock pulsing again and again as wave after wave of semen poured into Kim's mouth. In my ecstasy, I entered Kim's psyche, feeding the pleasure I was experiencing into her, giving her another mind-blowing orgasm. She moaning, sucking more fiercely as the orgasmic contractions overcame her.

As the spasms slowly subsided, the semen coming slower, my cock softening, I lay back, closing my eyes. I felt Kim's mouth open a little as panting, she laid her head on my thigh, her tongue licking the drops of fluid as they oozed from my urethra.

"Wow," I said, opening my eyes, lifting up a little to look down at Kim.

"So, you liked it," she said. "Did I do good?"

"It was wonderful. Did you like it?"

Kim smiled up at me, "I never liked it before. I only tried it once, but this time, with you, it was wonderful. You know, I had an orgasm too... that's how crazy you're making me."

I reached down, pulling Kim up to me, kissing her lips, tasting again my own semen. We lay there, cuddling together in the afterglow of our lovemaking.

I heard movement out in the sitting room, then my dad knocking on the door, "Rob, Kim are you awake? The girls need to be at work by 2:00."

Kim looked at me, "That's right. We have rehearsal, and costumes to get ready. We better get going."

I looked at the clock, it was about 11:30. "Let's have lunch together. I want to spend more time with you. Then we can take you to work."

We had room service bring our lunch, my dad and Ann and Kim and I all eating together at a table they set up in the sitting room. Lunching together like this, gave us more time to get to know each other. My dad and Ann pretty much kept to themselves while Kim and I talked and flirted together. I realized how fond I was becoming of her. I think I was more fond of Kim than I was of Bobbi and Claudia. I wondered if I might be falling in love.

After lunch, we took them to the hotel where they worked. It was a little after 2:00, so dad and I used our powers to smooth the way for them with their bosses, and we ensured they would be treated well in the future.

As Kim and I parted, I used my power to reinforce her affection for me, ensuring she would remain faithful and available. Kissing me goodbye, Kim gave me her address and phone number. "Please," she said, pressing herself to me. "I want to... I need to see you again. Please call me... any time."

Before leaving for Santa Barbara, we spent a couple of hours shopping for my new clothes. I had already grown one size larger, so we bought some clothes in my new size and some in the next larger size. During the flight to Santa Barbara, with me again sitting in the copilot's seat, my dad and I discussed the changes the aliens made to me.

Looking at me, dad said, "I'm not entirely sure what's going to happen in terms of the physical changes. When the aliens transformed me, I had already reached my full growth. Except for the transformation of my sex organs, the changes happened gradually over several months, then stopped. Since you're still growing, we don't know how extensive the changes to your body might eventually be.

"You probably won't need to be concerned about explaining most of the changes - they'll happen gradually enough that no one is likely to notice. And if they do, you can just say it's due to a growth spurt or working out more. Unless, of course, you continue transforming, and you end up some kind of giant, but I don't see the aliens letting that happen.

"But the changes to your sex organs are more obvious. I guess you don't have any girlfriends back home who might notice the difference, and your mother hasn't seen you naked for years. If there's anyone else who might notice the change, you can use your mental power to either make them believe that you've always been like that, or to believe the transformation should just be accepted without question. You can do that with your girls in Santa Barbara, Claudia and Bobbi. I'll be available if you need help, but if you can handle it yourself it would be good practice in using the power."

"Thanks dad," I said. "I wanted to talk to you about Bobbi and Claudia. I've pretty much decided to let them be my girlfriends, like they want - for a while at least. And I wanted to talk to you about Kim, too. I'm really fond of her."

"Well, if you like Kim that much there's no reason you couldn't have her in your harem too."

Harem. I hadn't thought about it, but I realized now that was what I was doing, collecting girls, Bobbi, Claudia - and now Kim - into a harem. That was what my dad had done - getting married seven times, having dozens of girls and almost a hundred children.

"Dad, is this right? I mean, is it right to use our power on the girls like we're doing?"

"It's up to you. I'm not going to try to argue you out of it if you think it's wrong. But there are a lot of reasons girls can be attracted to you - good looks, money, personality, sense of humor. You wouldn't think it was wrong if girls liked you because of your looks or your personality. I don't think there's much difference if girls like you because of the power. And, it is one of the benefits the aliens gave us for helping them."

I let my dad convince me. I had more sex in the last few days than in my whole life. It was hard to turn my back on that. After discussing where my girlfriends should live, dad agreed to help pay for an apartment in LA for the two playmates. I decided to maintain my relationship with Kim. She, too, would be a member of my harem, but in Las Vegas.

The rest of my Santa Barbara vacation passed without anything more significant happening. I used my mental powers to convince Bobbi and Claudia to accept the changes to my sex organs without question, and after becoming accustomed to it, they were delighted with my new cock. And, they were elated when I told them I would let them be my girlfriends like they wanted.

Dad let me borrow the Expedition, and the girls and I drove up the coast so I could try surfing. It was impossible to find anywhere decent to stay without reservations, so I convinced a middle-aged couple they would enjoy camping for a couple of days while we house-sat their vacation bungalow.

Bobbi was from California, and had done a little surfing, but was far from an expert. I found a Japanese-American California surfer girl who could teach me the basics. My new body and faster reflexes helped me with the surfing lessons, but it was clear it would take more than just a couple of days before I would be any good. Miko was a little surprised when she saw our sleeping arrangements in the borrowed bungalow, but at my invitation enthusiastically joined us.

The last few days before I returned home, my dad briefed me on what he was working on for the aliens. "I've got all the information on my projects here, at the ranch," he told me. "If anything happens... happens to me, contact Candace. I'll make sure she always knows where everything is located."