Author: AnnaliseLenai Title: Ivy On Stage (scat, best, ped, stretching, snuff, extreme) Summary: From the visions of the institute. A short story that follows a recruit of a sex house. Keywords: scat, best, ped, snuff, stretching --- Chapter 1 A nervous hand tapped the steering wheel. The driver looked to his right to see the digital clock on the dash read just past midnight. He was late and unfortunately it was for reasons of his own doing. The car drove across the narrow dirt road in near pure darkness of the night. The man had come down this road before but maintained a low speed in case of an unexpected animal appearance. He knew that the master of the Black House would be more furious with him if the material he was transporting was damaged than if he was a mere hour late. The bumpy road caused the box to jitter in the backseat but still was intact. After numerous curves in the road the lights atop the stone pillars that sectioned the main gate came into view. Coming to a stop just before the gate, the driver retrieved his phone from its resting spot on the passenger seat next to him. He entered a short passphrase message to a designated number and waited for the response. He looked back at the package once more while he waited. A minute later he heard the chime of a message being sent back to him followed by the buzz of the gates creaking open. He drove forward following the cobblestone path that led up to the side of the Victorian style mansion. The numerous lights emanating from its many windows illuminated the majority of the front lawn. The man gazed into the windows while he drove past, but was unable to see within. Frequent trips by vehicle had been taken to deliver various specialized goods to the owner of the mansion. The man was never told specifics of what the items he collected were used for, but he possessed enough knowledge about their nature to have a few educated ideas of what transpired inside. The handbrake was engaged and the man stepped out of the vehicle. Opening the rear door he pulled out the metal box from the backseat and placed it onto the ground. As he rose up he saw one of the doors on the side of the house open up and a man exit. The driver moved around to the trunk of the car and opened it up to retrieve the boxes that were stored there as well. He heard the footsteps of the man approaching on the grass while he continued to unload the car. "You're late," said the man. "I realized that when it took me longer than usual to finish collecting everything. I apologize." "It was a larger than normal request this time, don't feel bad about it." As the last box was placed on the ground and the trunk closed, the driver looked at the young man standing next to him. The man looked young, with neatly trimmed brown hair. The driver estimated he couldn't have been older than mid 20s and often wondered how a young individual like him could have come into possession of such a fine mansion. He never asked however, as he was well paid for his services. "Should I carry them inside?" He asked. "There's quite a few." It was a thinly veiled attempt at catching a glimpse of the inside of the mansion. The owner realized this but admired the drivers obvious attempt. "There's no need," he replied. "Leave them here, I will bring them in myself." The man pulled an envelope from his back pocket and handed it to the driver. Taking the envelope in hand, he inspected the contents and confirmed the proper amount was present. Placing the envelope into a pocket in his coat he nodded towards the young man. "There's likely to be another request in about a month's time. We will contact you again when its needed." "Very good," replied the driver. "I'll be waiting." The young man watched the expensive car drive through the entrance gate before he began stacking the smaller boxes on top of the larger ones. Once a manageable stack was ready he picked it up and started walking toward the door he previously opened. As he approached the steps a woman peered her head out looking for him. "Are you ready now?" She asked. "Soon my dear. Once I get everything inside." "I don't think I can hold it anymore," she complained. He walked past the barely clothed woman, wearing a thin white nightgown only. He walked down the hall and placed the first stack of boxes into a side room. As he walked back towards the exit he looked over his personal toy, 9 months pregnant, with a bursting set of G cup tits that nearly tore the seams of her gown. The man ran his hand through her long blonde hair and looked into her blue eyes warmly. "You've been holding it in for over 2 months now, I think you can wait a few more minutes while I bring everything in." "Ok," she replied quietly. "I'll wait in our room." "Good, be patient Ivy. It's almost time." The man watched Ivy's plump buttocks sway as she walked up the nearby stairs. He returned to the waiting packages, each unmarked and sealed. The man was deliberate in his casual movement, making Ivy wait just a bit longer for him. She had been successful in holding it in for just over 60 days thanks to her specific diet he had devised in addition to special concoctions the Family had been providing. Once everything was in order in the stock room the master of the house followed Ivy upstairs. Pushing open the large wooden double doors which allowed him entrance to a vast room that more resembled an expensive office than anything else in the mansion. The man laid his eyes on Ivy as she stretched her body out on a soft leather couch in the center of the floor, her mouth pulling small grapes from a bunch. After closing the doors behind him he approached his lover to get a close look at her womanly form. She had stripped herself down to prepare for his arrival, revealing her almost plum size areola atop her milk filled breasts. They had darkened in color over her pregnancy and the nipples had been at a consistent thumb like size the entire period, jutting forward from her chest. Ivy's hips were prominent even with her belly expanded outward taking near the entire focus of her body, with only her tits rivaling it. The man traversed her body with his eyes, basking in her perfectly smooth and thick thighs all the way down to her tiny toes. He watched her lick a purple grape, slathering her tongue over its entire surface seductively. She chewed the grape and took a slow deliberate swallow in front of him, allowing him to see the action in her throat. "Are you trying to stuff just a bit more inside? I thought you couldn't handle it anymore." "These grapes aren't going to do anything," she replied. "They don't bother me." "You look pretty comfortable there," the man added as he crouched down getting a close up of her filled belly. He pressed his hand against her feeling the softness and warmth of her stomach. "Perhaps we should extend it for another week?" "We've been doing that since after the first month, I don't think I can take many more days." "You've done well to hold it for this long, I know the pain you go through every day fighting back your bodies urges." "I've lost many nights of sleep to it, thankfully those injections put me out like a light." "I could continue to give them to you on a daily basis. I have enough to last another month at least." "Three months?" Replied Ivy loudly. "I know for sure I can't go that long, not with my baby in me at least." "Then maybe once your little show is over for my guests you can test your limits. I'll have more serum ordered and we can push your insides as far as you want." "That sounds like an idea, I wonder how much I could produce over such a long time." "I know that you would make use of it all, wouldn't you my dear?" "Every last piece," she replied softly. "Imagine it filling every bit of you, building and building." Ivy placed her own hands on her round belly and thought of having to need assistance moving about the mansion after having her innards filled to an unthinkable amount. It made Ivy aroused thinking of expelling such content and seeing just how much would come out of her. Until her upcoming performance however she would have to only dream of such a thing as the baby inside her would restrict her maximum size. She was due in exactly 10 days time but they both knew she could go into labor at any moment and her masters guests would be arriving in 5 days, with the day after that scheduled for her special moment. "Is it finally time?" She asked. "I think you've waited long enough," he replied. Standing, he retrieved a large rolled up white cloth from the side of the room and rolled it down the center of the floor toward the doors. He had already laid out the other rolls that led towards the nearest washroom in preparation. Next, he had taken the large white bowl that had once contained all the fruit Ivy had consumed over the past few days and placed it on the floor on the cloth beneath the couch. Ivy switched positions on the couch, arching her back with her arms over the backing of the furniture. Her round ass rested above the wide bowl. The man used his fingers to spread her cheeks wide, observing her smooth hole clenched tight holding everything in. He inserted his index finger a slight amount and when he brought it out he saw the slick brownness coat the tip. "I'm ready," Ivy said. "I can feel my body trying to force it all out." Ivy grunted briefly as the beginning of her stored load began to emerge in front of the man. The tip was a milky chocolate color, small in size but only after a few seconds and Ivy's increased moaning did he see just how big it really was. The soft beginnings quickly broke off and fell into the fruit bowl below. "My hole is burning!" Ivy exclaimed. "It hurts too much, I can't push it out any further!" The man could hear panic in Ivy's voice. Her rectum had spread an impressive 3 inches in diameter straining itself over the immense thickness of Ivy's shit log. The man observed the bumpiness and cracks of the exposed loaf of shit while it was fixated in place, held by the strength of the woman's colon. Instantly, he felt his crotch began to tighten, as his erection pushed up into his tight fitting pants. He knew the load wasn't nearly as soft as the first small piece and was taxing Ivy's insides heavily. While keeping his eyes glued to Ivy's bottom the man unbuckled his belt and unzipped, allowing his average manhood to break free. "Push Ivy, you have to get it all out. Push hard!" "It hurts too much! Pull it out, pull it out!" "You know I won't be able to pull it all out for you! You need to push hard, just like you'll need to for your birth show. You don't want to let our guests down do you?" There was no response from Ivy. She simply clutched the backing of the couch harder and pushed with all her might. She felt the log being expelled further and further, tearing her anus apart. She pushed for what seemed like minutes but had succeeded in only releasing a few more inches. "That's it, keep doing that," the man encouraged. "Keep it up and it will all be out in no time." Ivy pushed onward, until eventually she felt her entire load begin to slide down her intestines and out of her worn hole as her body finally realized what was happening. With gravity at her side, the tip of the giant log had finally reached the bowl below at a length of approximately 13 inches. "It's huge Ivy, keep pushing!" "Oh fuck, I can feel it moving inside me!" As Ivy pushed on, a few more inches were revealed of the magnificent shit log with no end in sight and no apparent breakage. The bowl had been literally pushed aside as the 3 inch thick scat pole's weight overtook it. The man did nothing to stop it, for fear of breaking Ivy's link. He wanted to see what the woman could produce after saving it up for so long. Ivy was living up to his wishes and fantasies as he watched more and more unbroken scat fall out of her ass. Finally, after nearly 20 inches in length, he saw the inevitable first break in the chain. With a thud, the piece splattered onto the white cloth that ran from the bottom of the couch. "There's more," Ivy said. "I can feel it." The woman pushed yet further, and instantly another slightly thicker piece had emerged from her bloodied hole. "So much..." said the man. "I love it all." Ivy simply moaned in response, feeling a slight sense of relief as her body adjusted to the pain. Another 15, 16, 17 inches passed, it was definitely another huge piece. Similar to the first, the piece went straight down, until it touched the floor and began bending toward the man's feet. Ivy kept on pushing, forcing at least 2 feet of shit outward. The second break came shortly after 25 inches followed by the repeat sound of it slamming against the floor. "It's still burning." "Is that all?" The man asked with a hint of disappointment. About 46 inches of 3 inch thick scat had emerged from his pregnant lover before him and he wanted more. "I don't know, I think so," replied Ivy. "I don't feel anything." The woman pushed further, even harder than before to expel any remaining waste contained within. Another soft tip made itself visible, almost clay like. Little force was needed as the last volley of scat rushed out of Ivy, quickly piling and coiling around the 2 huge logs that she gave birth to moments earlier. The huge pile continued to add to the already gargantuan pieces of shit that a human woman should never have made, and the man stroked his throbbing cock while more and more of it flooded out. "Oh, I think I'm done," Ivy said finally, feeling no more waste being released. The man stood up, cock jutting forward, and the white bowl turned upside down a few feet away, completely outclassed by the load Ivy had produced. The man took in the sight, and was pleased at what was shown for a few months work. Ivy reached her hand back to feel her wrecked anal opening, still pulsing and twitching from having an elephants load of feces pushed out. Bringing her finger back to her face she saw the bright specs of blood the tears had caused. Ivy looked back and saw the huge brown mess she had laid on the cloth and looked for an appropriate place to step. She lowered her legs and turned to face her lover with his cock out and twitching up and down. Even over her full pregnant belly Ivy could see the mix of soft shit and the 2 massive chunks of continuous shit below. "Oh wow," she said surprised. "I did all that?" "Every last bit," the man replied happily. Taking his pre-cum wet hands, the man rubbed Ivy's naked pregnant belly which looked to be slightly smaller after her body released so much waste. "It looks so soft," Ivy commented. "That last large group is," he replied. "The 2 very big ones are quite hard though. I know you could feel it." "So that's what a few months will give us." "It's very stunning. I'd like to see how much further you can go with a more refined drug, but that will have to wait until another time." The man looked over the bowl and smirked. "I don't know what I was thinking with that. I guess you'll just have to use your hands to play with your food." "I don't think I can eat all that." "Second thoughts? We talked about this." "Well, at first when we were planning this out I thought for sure I could do it, but now after seeing all of this on the floor..." "What do you suggest then?" "Why don't you take a seat there and watch me give myself a nice painting. I'll turn myself into a work of art." "That sounds good. I'll have to hold myself back though while watching you." The man sat comfortably on the leather couch and rubbed his cock as he watched the pregnant Ivy bend down and grab a handful of the squishy scat. Instantly the smell of it invaded her nostrils. It was strong, but she had experience with disgusting acts and was no stranger to human waste. The brown soft mush oozed between her fingers with each squeeze. She took in the smell as she played with it before stretching out her left arm to nearly touch her lover. Her creamy skin soon became coated in brown while she used her opposite dirtied hand to spread the scat over. With the one handful she had taken, she was able to smear up to her elbow completely. Ivy took another handful and this time coated up until her shoulder. Her left arm completely painted brown, she proceeded to do the same to her right. She smiled at the man in front of her before scooping up a large double handful of shit and splattered it into her heavy tits. In seconds her entire bosom was covered including her thick nipples. Soon after her pregnant belly was smeared. As her shaved cunt was smeared next with the remainder of the soft cream like scat Ivy took hold of one of the logs that had passed through her and felt its thickness and warmth in her hands. Breaking off a large chunk she examined its smell which wasn't nearly as strong as the prior batch. Standing up, she proceeded to rub the piece all over her left leg easily covering it brown. Another chunk was broken off and her right leg was made a mirror image of her left. With the front of her body painted entirely brown in her own waste she turned to expose her white skin back, encouraging her lover to help out. The man released his hold on his fully erect dick and broke off his own wad of scat and began spreading it over Ivy's soft back. He ran his hands down her backside eventually reaching her plump bottom. He was sure to break off as much as he needed to paint her entire rear all the way down to the soles of her feet. Ivy did a slow complete circle in front of the man, showing off her body that had no exposed white parts. The scat was coated so thick on her body small pieces of it stuck out where more had been packed on. Her pregnant belly and breasts jutted forward completely covered in her saved up shit. "We didn't even use one of them," she said with a laugh. "But I'm not finished yet." Bending down one more time she broke off near 5 inches of the previously 2 foot long scat tube and slowly brought it up to her face. Ivy squeezed and squished up the scat into a mush and a second later her face was buried in the scat. Rubbing her hands around as if she was washing her face she smeared it every which way, even mixing it in her blonde hair. Her lips, eyelids, ears, nose, every last bit was smeared rendering her incapable of seeing through the inch thick covering. With her fingers caked in inch thick scat, she rubbed her neck to make sure she was fully covered. Her eyes sealed shut from the thick waste, she could only smile brightly at the man. "Looks like you missed a spot," he commented. Ivy paused for a moment, then brought her fingers up to her mouth and spread them over her white teeth. "Got it," she replied, exposing her brown teeth. One full length piece remained on the floor next to the other which was slightly less than half used. Ivy kneeled in front of the couch, her entire pregnant body covered in thick scat, unmoving. "There's a lot left," the man added. "It would be a shame to waste it. Why don't you grab that large piece?" Ivy fumbled about on the floor feeling for the 2 foot long piece of shit. When her fingertips felt the bumpy, now cooling hunk of scat she took hold of the entire piece and embraced it close to her chest. The man bent down and picked up the remainder of the used piece and pressed his hand against Ivy's painted back. "Come," he instructed. "I'll be your guide." Ivy raised herself and slowly walked along the white cloth out of the room and down the staircase with the man. He led her to the expansive kitchen where he pushed her down to sit in a wooden chair at a small table. The shit from her body smeared against the chair, leaving pieces of it scattered about the floor. The large tube of scat rested on her legs as she kept them together to prevent it from falling. A loud grinding noise could be heard from the corner of the kitchen. A moment later a tall glass was plopped in front of Ivy on the table. "Just for you, I even put a cherry on top, and some whipped cream." Knowing what was in front of her, Ivy picked up the glass with both of her shitty hands to bring it to her equally covered lips. Opening her mouth wide she allowed the liquefied waste to spread across her tongue and flow down her throat to pool in her stomach. She took a few gulps before taking a breath, leaving a strip of white cream just below her nose. "It's sweet," she said. "The cream helps," he replied. "I think you just love the taste of your own shit." Ivy chuckled at the comment, knowing it was fully true. She brought the glass for one last chug and emptied its contents into her stomach. The man remained quiet to hear Ivy make loud gulping noises while she drank. The room fell silent as Ivy savored her drink with the empty glass in front of her. The clicking of the analog clock on the wall alerted the man to the time. "It's late," he said. "I think we should head to bed. I wasn't expecting our delivery to be delayed." "Do you mean our supplies or my shit child?" Ivy asked with a laugh. The man could only smile in response. He had known Ivy for years and he was always amused by her light hearted joking during such extreme sex acts. He knew immediately after his tour of the Lenai Institute that she would be the perfect woman to suit his tastes. The man guided Ivy to the master bedroom where he laid her shit covered body onto the white sheets, instantly speckling them with brown. He took the pillows off the bed and allowed Ivy to become comfortable. He took his thumbs and wiped away the scat chunks from her eyes to at least allow her to see him before she fell into slumber. "Use it as your pillow," he instructed. Ivy laid out the log across the bed before clumping it forcefully into a large pile of scat. With her entire body covered in shit she rested her head down into the pile of waste, gazed into the eyes of her mate and slowly drifted off. --- Chapter 2 The next morning Ivy awoke to the sounds of various birds chirping just beyond the master bedroom balcony. She moved some small pieces of dried shit that had smudged into her eyes during sleep to see the bright morning sun shining into the room a short distance from the bed. Rolling over she saw that most of the bed had been smeared brown due to her movement during the night and her lover was missing from the room, likely preparing a breakfast meal. Ivy stood slowly from the bed, stretched out her arms to her sides and looked over her body. The dried shit had begun cracking in places and becoming slightly flaky. She loved the look of her body covered in shit though and had frequently painted her skin brown with it in the past before she had been recruited for the Black House. It was only a matter of time before her love of scat led her to become a student of the Lenai Institute to further her perverted interests and ultimately decide to live a life solely where she can pursue sexual pleasure, no matter how taboo it might be. Through her studies at the school she had met numerous other girls even more extreme than herself at the time. The more time was spent with the other students, the more their interests had eventually rubbed off onto her leading her to explore things she wouldn't have ever considered. When the master of the Black House came to visit looking for a new recruit, her master at the school had introduced Ivy to him. Ivy was told that her interests would fit in well at the house but that there was only ever 1 individual at the house during any one term as he was not a fan of looking after multiple women. Ivy had sat down in a small private room with the man during her scheduled interview with him. She was instantly attracted to his pretty, almost feminine face and when he began describing his sexual interests and what went on at the Black House Ivy became even more interested in joining. She was told that there were 20 students interviewed for the position, and many girls were part of faculties other than the one Ivy was enrolled in, which led her to believe she would not be considered as it seemed the man was looking for very particular things. Her worries were for nothing however as a mere day later she received a message that she had been accepted into the house and to have her belongings ready in 3 days time. Ivy walked down the stairs, with her feet carefully touching the white cloth that was still laid out for her. She rubbed her pregnant shit covered belly while she walked. She was told 9 months prior what was to happen when she gave birth. When it was detailed to her she was hesitant at first to accept. Nothing so extreme was done at the Institute, at least it wasn't part of her training, though she was certain more extreme acts happened beyond closed doors with the staff and the more privileged students. The man explained it was to be a show for his close friends he had known for years and that they performed similar shows at their own houses, so it was apparently a regular type of thing that happened between them. Without waiting for her response, the man continued on saying that there were even more things he wanted to do that were just as, if not more extreme than the birth show and that he had done these things with his previous girl. He explained to Ivy that she would be resistant to performing things of this nature but would eventually learn that doing such things would be the only way to satiate her sexual needs. Ivy had realized he was right, considering she found herself voluntarily enrolling in the Lenai Institute, the premiere school meant for the most perverse individuals seeking out extreme acts and to train them for a life of nothing but hardcore sex. Throughout his talk she had wondered what became of his previous recruit. She had asked him exactly what was on her mind when he had a small break in his speech. Without a pause he quickly explained that she had signed up with one of the Families production companies producing a line of hardcore bestiality films. He said it was actually one of his friends that had watched one of her energetic performances at the house and that he wanted to take her for the production. He noted that he was fine with letting her go if it meant she could pursue her interests elsewhere. He clarified that she only had a few performances at the house before leaving and it was only because she was so good that the other party expressed their interest in having her. Ivy had accepted his proposal knowing that there was only more extreme things to come during her life. Shortly after her approval they began work on what was to become her first Black House show which started unsurprisingly with the master of the house repeatedly fucking Ivy. She was tested for pregnancy regularly and when it was confirmed she would be having a child the man began working out the logistics of everything including supplies needed and how the show would play out. Arriving at the kitchen Ivy saw a plate laid out for her with various fruits and some ham neatly placed. "Morning," she said quietly. He turned to look at her body and admired the state of it. "Sleep well?" "I love the squishy feeling of the shit when I sleep in it," she replied. "It feels kind of weird when it dries like this the day after." "Pieces of it seem to break off quite frequently," he added looking down to the white cloth noting the small brown flakes. "I'll take a shower after breakfast," Ivy replied. The pair ate the breakfast quietly, listening to the endless chirping outside. For nearly the entire meal the man stared at Ivy's beautiful waste covered form. Once the plates had been cleared, Ivy stood to walk outside to a nearby open shower. She turned the nearby handle to allow a surge of water to fall down upon her from the head above. Ivy scraped at her skin, easily breaking off chunk after chunk of her own shit causing it to float away down into a drain. The man watched as Ivy suddenly hunched forward. "Are you in pain?" "Just feeling the baby," she replied. "I'm fine." The woman returned her posture to normal a few seconds later and continued washing the remaining scat off her soft skin. The droplets flowed down her curves and into the drain until eventually the water became clear with no trace of feces. "The guests will be here in a few days, do you think we should do an inspection?" The man asked. "I'm sure you've done plenty already. You just want to get me messy again after this shower." The man smirked. "There's no fooling you," he laughed. "You can do your inspection alone," Ivy replied. "I feel like taking a walk. Besides, I want to keep it a surprise when the show starts." The man appreciated Ivy's interest for sexual surprise as he walked into the shower and turned off the water flow. He placed his warm hands over her large belly and rubbed it gently. Ivy brought her arms back and reciprocated the gesture. "I hope you aren't having second thoughts," he said. Ivy had near 10 months since the idea was proposed to her. In all that time she hadn't verbally expressed her desire to cancel the show or even leave the house. The man had realized there was a possibility Ivy would panic at the last minute as other recruits have in the past. The man, along with his close friends had been disappointed in the past when such events occurred and had given him a negative view of the Lenai Institute as they clearly had provided him with incapable women. "No," answered Ivy. "This will be a first for me and I want to see how much pleasure it will bring everyone." "Everyone, including yourself?" "...Yes." "I want to make sure everything is ok for you. I know you realize what exactly is planned here, and for the future should you stay with me." "I want that." "As do I," added the man. The 2 stood embracing each other for a few moments, enjoying the warmth of the morning sun. "Are you going to stand here like a statue all day? What about your inspection?" "You're right, I should get it done. Enjoy your walk," he added. "I'll see you later." As the man walked off back into the house he closed the doors behind him leaving Ivy alone in the yard. Still wet from the shower, Ivy stepped through a small white arch covered in vines that led further into the expansive forest beyond the secluded mansion. As Ivy walked nude through the trail she watched the various birds flying about and small animals scouring for food. She thought of her masters enquiry. She recalled him asking numerous times throughout her pregnancy for her thoughts of the show and her future at the house. While he never explicitly told her, she had assumed there were unexpected failures in the past and he was probing her to determine her own mindset regarding such taboo performances. Ivy had sensed that he was annoyed with having to go through multiple interviews and recruiting sessions to find the proper person. She rubbed her belly and thought of what her options were at this very moment. No matter how hard she tried to consider any alternatives, it always came back to performing for her master and seeking out more extreme avenues for sexual pleasure no matter what was planned. For Ivy, she felt safe living in the comfortable mansion. Every little thing was suited for her, and she knew if she stayed she would be sexually satisfied. Her mind had been molded first by the Lenai Institute, and then further by the master of the house, almost blocking her from thinking what a 'normal' person would in this situation. She realized just how far she was from normal society and that there was little chance of her returning to any semblance of a normal life. She knew that after the show, there was no going back. Ivy continued her walk through the paved path. She knew where her master was, but refused every offer he had made toward her for aiding him in his 'inspections.' Ivy enjoyed sexual surprises as they frequently has caused her to experience extremely strong orgasms. The thrill of not knowing some finer details excited her greatly. Though she knew the general flow of the performance she would give, not everything was fully explained. The woman stopped at a small stone fountain and looked into the water that circled it. She saw numerous small fish and watched them swim about. For a short moment it was completely quiet in the garden, until a loud machine like noise averted her attention. It was a plane, and it was approaching the mansion. It seemed her masters guests were early. Ivy slowly made her way back to the mansion where she glanced her master walking through the kitchen quickly towards the western exit which led to a small runway in a cleared patch of land. He must've caught Ivy's plump naked form in the corner of his eye as he turned back and opened the back doors for her. "They're early," she said. "Indeed. I wasn't expecting them for a few days. I'll show them to their rooms, I'll meet you in our room after they have been taken care of." Ivy wiped her feet of any dirt she accumulated from her short trek through the garden and returned to the master bedroom on the second floor where she rested on the balcony looking to the forest beyond. Ivy could hear the western door close loudly and the engines of the private jet get louder once more as it took to the air. "Ah, I see you've been playing your usual games, Andreas," a loud man said. He had entered the kitchen and instantly noticed the white cloth that was strewn about the floor with specs of shit all over it. "Games are Andreas's life, Allister," replied a soft spoken woman. "I'm not the only one who enjoys some fun," replied Andreas as he began rolling part of the cloth up. "True," laughed Allister. He looked to his partner to his right. "Bernadette and I have been having quite the fun lately haven't we?" "I hope to hear what you have been doing, perhaps over dinner," replied Andreas. "I didn't receive any communication regarding your early arrival." "My apologies, we've been having issues with our computer system so I wasn't able to send anything, or receive. I knew the date for the show, but pregnancies can be so unpredictable so we decided to come a few days ahead of time." "I see," replied Andreas. "No worries, we're still on schedule. The other guests haven't arrived yet so you can enjoy the mansion until then." "I've always enjoyed your garden," Bernadette commented. As the couple exited out to the garden, Andreas carried their various belongings up to one of the spare bedrooms. After depositing it on the bed he returned to the master bedroom to meet Ivy. "Computer problems," he said as he walked over to his personal pad on the nearby desk. Checking his messages he let out a small sigh. "What's the matter?" Ivy asked while watching the couple below walk through the same garden she was in prior. "One of the groups won't be able to attend, the other seems to have everything in order however." "So it will be just the 2 groups?" "That's right. They should be arriving sometime tomorrow or the day after," Andreas replied. "How are you feeling?" "It doesn't bother me that they are early. Maybe we can have some fun before the show." "Oh no, we need to let them stew a bit while they wait to see you perform." Later that night dinner was made by Andreas, with Bernadette assisting. Ivy had put on a light blue dress for the occasion. Allister had eyed Ivy while he ate, taking in the beauty of her body. The couple had not seen Ivy in person, only hearing about her in messages from Andreas, so he took the opportunity to find out more. "So Ivy," he said. "You are from the Institute?" "That's right." "What faculty?" "I went through the general program, since I wanted to get a mix of what was available." "I see," replied Allister. "Sensible choice." Allister gently wiped his lips with a napkin before going further with questions. "Do you intend to stay with Andreas here after your show? Or perhaps you have thought of other ventures? Maybe you'd like to visit our place?" "Stop it Allister," Bernadette interjected. "You try every time and none of them ever take you up on your offer." "One of them eventually will," he replied with a chuckle. "Doesn't hurt to try." "I plan on staying here," answered Ivy. "I know I will enjoy it with Andreas." "And how do you feel about your performance? Any second thoughts, or fears?" "No." "Excellent. I hope it will turn out well. Andreas doesn't exactly have the most spotless record when it comes to these things. Another reason you should get on our plane and come with us." "Allister sure is persistent isn't he, Bernadette?" Asked Andreas. "He's a forceful one." "Don't worry Allister, you will enjoy the show. I guarantee it." As the dinner concluded, the guests returned to their room while Andreas and Ivy turned in for bed. Ivy placed her arm on her masters shoulder and rubbed it softly. "You're worried," she said looking at his face. "Allister is known to be an annoyance when it comes to these things. When he's not taking shots at me is usually when he's ill. He's always been a competitive person, even when it comes to sex." "He seems to have no confidence in me." "It's a possibility. He is right about me having a few failures. His crew has always put on good shows, perhaps one day I will take you to one." "So this is really about beating him in a sex competition thing?" "To him that's mostly what it is. I enjoy it for other reasons, and the other guests do too. Allister turns it into something else for his own amusement." "So, do you want me to beat him?" "He'll rub it in my face if you don't perform to his expectations. He respects extreme sex performances but he'll know if someone isn't meant for the stage. It would please me if everything went as expected." --- Chapter 3 The next day Ivy had taken a longer walk than she normally did through the extended garden behind the mansion. Aside from the lone road leading up to the grounds and the small runway meant for private jets the majority of the area was surrounded by forest, easily allowing one to get lost. The familiar sound of another plane arriving was heard from deep within the forest. Ivy ignored it, knowing that Andreas would be ready to handle the guests. She continued about the lengthy path wearing a pair of tight jean shorts and a simple white tank top. It was a typical day for Ivy, as she usually spent her free time outside enjoying the wilderness. The other portion of her life had been dedicated to sexual acts with her master, though they had reduced in frequency during her pregnancy. Hearing the plane take off, she knew the guests were inside the mansion and Andreas was moving their personals to one of the vacant rooms. A few paces in front of Ivy on the path she had spotted a partially collapsed log blocking her. Ivy carefully bent down and began to push some of the pieces off to the side in the bush. When they were removed she then turned her attention to the larger log and placed her palms underneath it. She gauged its weight and then began to shove it aside. As she pushed she instantly felt a pain in her lower body. She stopped quickly and then moments later felt another surge rush through her. Her body was telling her it was time. Knowing what was expected of her, Ivy stood and painfully walked back towards the mansion. With each step the pain seemed to intensify, almost like a burning needle was being stabbed into her stomach repeatedly. Steadily, she made her way to a specific part of the mansion constructed for special sex performances. Walking awkwardly underneath a similar white arch that led into the garden Ivy opened the wooden door to the entrance of the special room. It was the first time she had set foot in this room. Before her was a simple elongated wooden bench that was bolted to the center of the floor. Around the edges of the circular room was a raised platform where numerous seats were installed. The room was dark, except for a sole spotlight that illuminated the center bench. Ivy had recalled Andreas's instructions had she entered unexpectedly in a situation like this. She turned to her right after closing the door and searched with her hand by rubbing it along the wall. At some point a few steps in she felt a switch. Flipping it resulted in more spotlights turning on around various parts of the ceiling, circling the outer edge. Within the mansion, this switch also triggered a slow pulse alarm that could be heard in every room. "Security alarm?" Asked Allister. "Not quite," responded Andreas as he quickly finished placing his recent guests belongings in place. "It's Ivy. She's on the stage." "Then we arrived just in time," replied a large man next to Allister. "Follow me," instructed Andreas. Ivy had walked to the center of the room and looked at the bench. There were straps along the sides, appearing to be used for locking in arms and legs. There were also 2 holes near one end of the bench but she was unsure what they were meant for. Painfully, Ivy bent forward and unbuttoned and then unzipped her jean shorts and let them fall to the floor, exposing her shaved lips. Hearing a door open to her right, she looked up the ramp that led to the raised platform to see Andreas in the opening followed closely by Allister, Bernadette, and then one other man and woman she had not seen before. She watched the 4 guests take their seats closest to the inner ring of the room while Andreas quickly stepped down the steps towards her. "This is it," he said. "How long have you been having contractions?" "Only about 10 minutes," Ivy replied weakly. "Everything we have planned is for this performance, Ivy." Ivy nodded in response. Andreas turned behind her and lifted her top off, leaving her completely nude. He assisted her in lying back on the bench and looked up to see that all the spotlights were on. Confirming that everything was set he began the show. Stepping through the light the guests watched as he disappeared into darkness on the other side of the room. They heard wheels rolling across the concrete floor while they watched Ivy sweat and pant on the bench, her belly quivering with each breath. Andreas had rolled up a metal box next to the bench. Opening one of the compartments he retrieved a large tube that had a tipped metal point at the end. He maneuvered to take a close look at Ivy's fat pussy and began to insert the tip into her. Ivy responded to the cold touch of the tip but shortly after it was entirely inside her. Pushing forward even further and harder, Andreas felt resistance at her back wall. Her cervix was dilated, but not enough for her water to break from pressure, or to fit the tip inside fully. Pushing forward yet more, Ivy responded with a yelp as the small tip at the end of the tube had spread her cervix wider and buried itself inside her sensitive womb, just barely touching the baby inside. While holding the tube in place, Andreas reached over with his other hand to flip a switch on the metal box. A loud whir filled the room and then it became quieter as the pump began working. The guests watched as a brown liquid traveled up the tube quickly and poured into Ivy's already filled womb. The pressure instantly overcame her as the dirty waste filled her belly beyond her bodies limits. After not even a minute of pumping the shit inside her Ivy's water broke, releasing a torrent of fluid, including most of the liquid shit with it. "Oh fuck!" Screamed Ivy as her cervix began expanding further to allow the baby to escape. The pump continued its work, distributing more and more shit inside the womb, with more of it now spurting inward covering Ivy's child. "Push!" Exclaimed Andreas. "Push hard!" Ivy struggled against the oncoming torrent of shit. Andreas spread Ivy's pussy with his finger to get a closer look inside, seeing that her cervix was quite dilated and the baby's brown head visible he switched off the pump and removed the tubing. "That's it, push hard! Breath in and out." "It hurts, it hurts so much!" Ivy threw her head back and clasped the edges of the bench hard, digging her nails in as she tried to force her child through her widened pussy. Ivy continued her efforts until eventually Andreas was able to grasp the child's head, a few hard pushes later and the remainder of the body easily had slid out. Andreas held the shit and blood covered baby in his hands while he listened to her cry. Spurts of liquid shit shot out of Ivy's gaping cunt before her child was handed off to her. Andreas wheeled the cart away and disappeared once more into the darkness. The guests listened to the cries of the dirty baby while they waited patiently for their host to return. It took longer this time, but the guests were alerted to the noises coming from beyond the door on the other side of the room. A pair of double doors were heard slamming against the walls and then Andreas returned under the spotlight. In his hand he held a small chain which was attached to a magnificent all black stallion. He led the animal next to Ivy, quickly tied it to the bench and then returned to the open doors to wheel in another apparatus. Andreas pushed the heavy beam structure slowly towards the head of the bench where he positioned it so that the part of the beams inserted into the holes on the side of the bench and locked in place. The guests watched in anticipation as they considered the size difference between the animal and Ivy easily double the height of the bench. The beast was specially bred just for Andreas's games, and was easily the biggest he had at the mansion, though not nearly as large as some other's he had used. Making sure everything was in place, he gestured the animal with a command and it jumped up onto the beam structure, resting its front legs on it. "Holy fuck!" Screamed Ivy in shock. Instantly, the guests and Ivy were able to get a close up look of the horses already erect cock. Fully hard and nearly 2 feet in length the cock twitched above Ivy's naked body, ready to force itself into an opening. Ivy could make out all the individual veins of the fully black, steel like cock. Andreas looked down at her and took hold of her baby. "No," she said. "It's too big." Andreas ignored Ivy, as he took the newborn still connected via its umbilical cord and raised her up to the magnificent penis. The spectators enjoyed the comparison between the 2 objects. Andreas placed the newborn into position with the tip of the spongy horse penis head pushing against the girl's unused slit. The beast was trained to fuck humans, and feeling the soft flesh against its member, it instantly began pushing forward attempting to insert himself fully into a hole, regardless of age or size. Andreas struggled to hold the child in place fighting against the strength of the animal. Harder and harder he thrust forward, ramming into a practically sealed entrance. Ivy watched from on the bench below the animal, weakly. She watched in shock as the large animal smacked its tip into her first born child repeatedly, harder and harder each time. Eventually, parts of the spongy tip started to break through the delicate lips until one thrust where the entire tip had shoved itself inwards. The baby's lips were torn instantly to accommodate the oversized cock. Feeling himself inside the hole at last, the horse began fucking harder. Deeper and deeper he went with each thrust, eventually bursting through the child's virgin cervix, completely crushing her womb. The horse had sunk itself 4 inches into the baby but even at such a small depth the entire weight of the penis held the baby in place. Andreas removed his hold and allowed the mother to watch her newborn receive her horse fuck. Ivy watched as the thick veined penis impaled her own daughter. She had realized once the baby had stopped crying what had happened. The immense size of the cock had destroyed the child's insides, and with no counteracting drug provided by the institute, there was no chance of survival. Regardless, the horse continued its pounding into the ruined hole, sapping any last heat that emanated from the body. A moment later Ivy heard a whirring beneath her, and then followed by the bench sliding backward toward the front legs of the horse above. The beam had been bolted to the floor, however the section it was placed on included 2 rails that would allow the entire piece to slide forward and back. As the bench moved, so did the beam structure resulting in the horse dropping off of it. Slapping down on her still large belly, Ivy watched her lifeless newborn rest against her, still fully covering almost 5 inches of the horse cock. The further she moved on the bench the further the body moved away from her. Andreas released his finger from the switch once he determined a sufficient distance was reached. Ivy looked forward to watch as the horse continued its thrusting motions, and with the extra distance between itself and Ivy, her still gaping cunt was now being slammed by the head of her impaled baby. With her post-birth pussy still loose and weak, it was only a matter of a few hard thrusts until the baby head was back in her strained vagina. Feeling more resistance, the animal began fucking as hard as it could, eventually pushing most of the baby body back into her mother. With only part of her legs dangling outside Ivy, the beast had reached as far as he could. Andreas and his guests watched in amazement at what was transpiring. Andreas was especially pleased at how the show was going. Though he was disappointed with how deep the horse had buried itself in the baby and Ivy, he knew Allister would approve of the performance. "Trying to think of some complaints for him aren't you?" Asked Bernadette as she leaned over to ask her partner. "Nonsense," he replied with a chuckle. "The girl is performing better than I expected for such a traumatic event, wouldn't you agree?" "Under the circumstances I think so, it looks like Andreas has trained her well." "That, or there is more to her than she has led on." Andreas watched merely a few steps away while his most magnificent horse struggled to push itself further into Ivy, but was encountering difficulties due to its extra thickness added via the lifeless body of the mother's newborn. The chubby ankles of the baby girl were at the mouth of Ivy's gaping pussy flopping to the sides with each thrust attempt by the animal. Andreas restrained himself from playing with his own manhood as he watched Ivy receive her pounding. Ivy screamed with each forceful push in her, unable to resist against the powerful beast. The combination of the size of the penis along with knowing what else was being forced into her eventually brought Ivy to a quiet and motionless state. With her eyes open, she looked over to the spectators watching her with smiles on all their faces. Thoughts ran through mind as to what could potentially be next for her after such an event. She never spoke of what was to happen after this moment, it was always just about this one moment. Suddenly feeling an intense pressure build up within her, she looked to the underside of the black horse to see it freeze up. The horse was releasing its stored load, and with her baby still attached to its cock, all of the ejaculate was being shot into the destroyed vaginal canal of the newborn. With such a small capacity inside her, the sperm quickly traveled through the broken flesh, filling the babies internal organs mixing with its blood. After only a few seconds the mixture burst forth out of Ivy's orifice splattering the wooden bench underneath. Every few seconds another burst followed adding to the pool, which eventually found its way to the floor. When the beast finally had enough, it pulled out of Ivy, still with the baby attached to him. Andreas stepped in and examined Ivy's trance-like state. Touching her face, he watched her look back at him. Turning her head forward, she looked at the shrinking penis as it began tucking back into the animal. With her insides destroyed, the baby slipped off the tip of the cock, falling onto Ivy's belly, bloody and bruised. The blood and semen continued to flow out of her body as she held onto her child while Andreas led the horse out of the room. Andreas returned shortly after and looked over his partner, nearly as lifeless as the body in her arms. He walked to the bench after his slight pause and got a close up look of Ivy's gaping, bloody cunt. Using both of his hands, he pried apart her lips even further, before inserting both of his fists. He heard Ivy moan in response, but continued his venture deeper into her. Both fists clamped together, he punch fucked Ivy until he felt himself break through her spongy cervical ring, still weak from the birth. Using his fingers, he felt around the soft insides of Ivy briefly before he pulled back his arms locked together but keeping his fists inside her pussy. Next, he pushed as far as he could once more, reaching up to his elbows inside. He quickly entered into a rhythm of retracting his arms before shoving them back inside repeatedly. Harder and harder he pushed, trying to get even deeper with each push, until he felt a warm sensation come over his hands. Pulling out completely, he watched as the after birth pushed its way out of Ivy splattering onto the bench between her legs. --- Chapter 4 "I must compliment you on a magnificent show, Andreas," said a gentle voice from a woman as she walked into the lounge room. "Thank you, Rose," replied Andreas. "A shame Troy had to leave so soon, I would've liked to hear his thoughts." "He did mention to me how much he enjoyed it right after he received the call from the studio, I'm sure he will talk to you more about it when he gets the chance." "I agree with Rose," added Allister. "Quite a good showing from Ivy considering it was her first time." "Surprising comments coming from you," replied Andreas. "I'm not as harsh as you seem to expect, at least not all the time. I must say though, with some more shows Ivy could be very good, and would easily draw attention from our production studios." "Ivy was nervous. While she is accustomed to training with me, when it comes to performances she definitely needs work. I wouldn't feel comfortable showing her off to any more members at this point." "It's just a matter of giving her more exposure, to get her more comfortable performing with other people," added Allister. "We have quite a bit of staff that would be more than willing to help her out." "Allister," said Bernadette while touching his arm, slightly annoyed at his aggressive stance. "I think he's right," replied Andreas. "She's familiar enough with the acts when she is here, but to get her to attract larger crowds she will need to adapt to them first. I simply don't have the amount of different people coming through compared to yours, or Troy and Rose." "It wouldn't be the first time we have collaborated on training a girl," added Allister. "I think you chose a good one Andreas, Ivy just needs a different type of training right now." "Before we go any further with this," interrupted Bernadette. "Andreas needs to decide how he wants Ivy to proceed from here. He may want her to remain as his personal toy. Exposing her to other houses which are involved in productions for the Family could likely have her end up shooting movies." "Bernadette is right," replied Andreas. "You've lost women that were close to you before, including ones that were meant only for our own pleasure, that were shared between houses. I see the students from the institute these days. Most of them are already well familiar with the business and are trying to make a name for themselves. They will take on anything to make sure they get noticed." "Involvement with people from the productions and what she would be doing would have word spread," added Rose from the back. "It's just something we have to deal with," replied Allister. "Being involved in this business and with how far the people take themselves we sometimes can't control their desires. I can't keep count of the ones who I intended to train for our own enjoyment finding something they were crazy for and leaving. If staff get involved with her it may open the door for other recruiters, but if you want to get her comfortable with groups you will have to take that chance." "She's definitely not a natural when it comes to public performances," mentioned Rose. "I think before anything is done you should ask Ivy if she wants to do this." "You're right. I'll have a talk with her once she's recovered. I'll let you know what she's decided." *** Sitting at the dinner table Ivy pecked away at her meal, occasionally glancing up at Andreas across from her. He had been quiet for the past few weeks, and tonight was no different. Ivy had not performed any sexual acts with him, or even for her own enjoyment since the showing for his guests. She had suspected that she didn't live up to his guests expectations, or perhaps to even his own, but he had never explicitly told her so. "Is something wrong?" Ivy finally asked. "We haven't really talked in the past while." "I've had a lot on my mind," replied Andreas. "Your guests, Allister, didn't approve of me." "No actually, he was pleased." Andreas continued eating. "Then you..." "It's not that." "Then what? Can't you tell me?" Andreas put down his fork and finally looked back into Ivy's pretty eyes, acknowledging her. "I have a proposal for you," he started. "Allister has suggested you go to his place to get experience performing for audiences." "I got the impression he wanted me before..." "Yes. If you were to go this wouldn't be the first instance we have worked to train a person." "You've shared others before?" "Sharing is done by most of the members. I have shows for Allister, Bernadette, Troy, and Rose. In turn they have shows for me and others. It's a nice way to get together and perhaps get a glimpse of some new development in our heavily perverted world," Andreas explained. "What Allister is wanting of you is a little bit different. When I saw you in the room, on the bench, you were so nervous. I could see the tension in your body. I knew you were uncomfortable." "It was my first time," replied Ivy. "This house is small in comparison to Allister's, additionally he has a production studio close to him. He feels his place would be better suited to train you, to give you experience with groups, to make you comfortable performing. I've always kept to myself, and never had any intention of producing films for the Family. I simply don't have the people to do what Allister wants." "What if I just kept performing for them? I'll get used to them over time, I know it will get better." "Perhaps, but I still felt it necessary to present the option for you. The issue I have with it is that if you do go, by being around members of the productions and performing sexual acts will result in recruiters and others attempting to pick you up. You know as well as I do what happens at the institute, and how easily girls latch onto a particular fetish. Lust and perversion drive those who join." "You're worried I will leave you for one of the porn studios." "Precisely. I've lost girls before. At the time, I didn't mind recruiting another from the institute, but frankly, I've gotten tired of scheduling interviews and searching for the perfect person. It would make me happy to stay with you, and I'd hope you would enjoy staying with me, having fun here together. I can't stop you from leaving if you find something more appealing. The studios and the institute are coming up with new things all the time, trying to create the next new extreme fetish and raising the bar even higher. It might be right around the corner, and you might be lured to it." Ivy paused while considering his words. "I would simply tell Allister that I would prefer to keep you here. We could enjoy each other privately, and you don't have to perform if you don't want to. Allister would definitely have fun with you, but it's important for you to have the choice. You aren't my slave Ivy. While you are here because of our shared sexual interests, you can leave if you wish." "I understand what you're saying. Do you think it would be good for me?" "Honestly, I think you would have fun doing it. Allister is always up for exploring the fetishes the Family is interested in and would take care of you well. I trust him." Ivy resumed poking at her now cooling food while thinking about the situation. Andreas did the same and the room returned to its previous quiet state for a short moment. "What if we went into business together?" Ivy suddenly asked. It was a strange question Andreas pondered. "What do you mean?" Andreas replied. "If I go to Allister's, what's stopping you from coming along? Why don't you help me out too and I can start performing around the area?" "You want to go public?" "Well, public only within the Family of course, but yeah, it might be interesting. That way I can stay with you. You guys can show me how to perform for an audience." "If you're talking about what I think you are, shows like those are typically only performed by the most devoted members. They do things not even seen in our films and the audiences usually become more than just spectators. Events are suggested and planned out with help from the group. It would be much more complex than simple shows for us. You would have to get accustomed to more than just a few people." "If it means staying with you throughout it, it might be something worthwhile," replied Ivy. "This will be a long term involvement as well. People who perform in the shows typically continue on until they are physically unable to. We could be with them for quite some time." "I can decide when I want to stop can't I?" "You can, but finding the will to stop may be difficult." "I think I would like to try it, but I want to start small first." "Of course." After finishing their slow meal, Andreas cleaned up in the kitchen while Ivy prepared a few select belongings to bring with her on the trip. It would be the first time in many years that Andreas would leave the house for an extended period of time. Mostly his trips lasted a few weeks at most when interviewing at the institute or watching another's show. Once everything was in order, Andreas left Ivy to her packing while he called Allister. Unfortunately both himself and Bernadette were not available. Without telling him directly, Andreas knew Allister would do anything but decline the oppurtunity to have Ivy visit. Leaving a simple and short message, Andreas arranged the travel needs and then joined Ivy in packing. "We leave tomorrow morning," he said as he rummaged through his closet. "Allister accepted?" "I didn't speak with him, just a message. He will be more than willing though." "I've been going through our things," Ivy said. "I'm not sure what to bring." "There won't be a need for much of this. Most of your things will be provided by the studio and the people who frequent the shows. Otherwise, Allister will have all you need." "I see. Do you know what I will be doing first?" "I couldn't say without first consulting with Allister." Andreas hesistated, thinking of the people lost from performing in shows and realized there was little he could do if Ivy decided to go off on her own. He knew the power of desire, but he also knew if Ivy developed a strong passion for performing in the Family shows that she would at least be happy with what she was doing. The following day the pair drove to the nearest private airport operated by the Family where they took a jet to Allister and Bernadette's. An attendant was there to greet them, and also to inform that the owners were at a production currently in progress at the nearby studio. The attendant escorted Andreas and Ivy to a room in the large house, which was much larger than Ivy was used to. "Please use this room as you need. When the shooting is complete I will advise Allister to come see you." "Do you know if they read my message?" Asked Andreas. "They have, however they were unable to reply immediately due to production changes. They are expecting you however." The female attendant left them while resuming her regular duties. Ivy looked about the large room before ending to look out the window. There was a large garden below, and in the distance a large warehouse with the sun reflecting off its roof. She assumed that was the studio where the films where shot. "How often do they film movies there?" She asked. "Allister produces only a small portion of the Families movies, but he's a stickler for details and often spends much of his time mulling over them. He often tries to take every job for himself, without letting the people who are trained for it do their work. Bernadette could tell you more, but that's the short explanation." "A perfectionist," Ivy replied. "Mostly. He wises up when someone talks sense into him, which Bernadette often does." "Would they mind if I took a walk around?" "I doubt it, but don't wander too far. He will probably be back soon." Andreas, having been to the house frequently before, had no interest in having a tour. Leaving Ivy alone to wander the house and the grounds, Andreas took the oppurtunity to open the window and take in the warm sun. Looking across the room he noticed an electronic pad mounted on the wall by the door. Interacting with the pad he noticed the schedule for today which included the filming of a bestiality movie for the Family, which is what Allister would be working on. Scrolling through the days and weeks he saw more production lined up including meetings with some of the people who managed the films. Andreas got lost in the details of all the appointments when he heard a knock to his right. Opening the door revealed Allister on the other side. "I read your message," he said. "I'm glad you decided to come." "It was mostly Ivy's decision, which I imagine you are more happy with." "So she's decided to train here?" "It's a bit more than that actually. She wants to perform in the shows, but want's to do it together with me." "Does she realize how involved those shows are? It's much more than just a performance for a few people like us." "She's aware, but it's something she's chosen." "I wasn't expecting that out of her. I will have to find something for her to start with. We can't get her on the stage right away." "The crowd usually wants the main star to be someone with experience and who is...sufficiently perverse." "Indeed, they want someone who is proven. I wouldn't want to throw her into the pit so easily," added Allister. "Since we were planning on having her for our own shows I did think of something to have her do, but if she wants to take the big stage I will have to change the plan." Allister walked up to the open window and looked out over the garden and the forest beyond that housed the studio. "The production went well today I think, there will need to be some editing done but I think overall it should be a good addition to the library." The man paused a moment thinking of options for Ivy. He considered the future productions coming up and what was currently available in the house. He would need time to schedule more elaborate tasks for her so something simple was necessary to begin. "Ah, I believe I have something for her. It would be a small job, and would get her more comfortable working with a group. I just need to confirm it would be acceptable with my attendant for tomorrow." Utilizing the same pad Andreas had used moments earlier, Allister quickly flipped through the menus and glanced over a schedule. A small grunt of approval was heard. "I will need to schedule some attendants, but everything should be fine." "What do you have planned?" "I'll need to work out the details. Meet me tomorrow in my room in the morning and we'll discuss it then." --- Chapter 5 "It seems simple enough." "I agree," replied Allister. "I have arranged for the attendants and the room. Everything is ready, Ivy just needs a basic introduction of what to do. Bernadette has offered to be her guide, and audience for this." "The last time she was with others in this way was probably during her school days," Andreas said as they walked toward the nearest kitchen for breakfast. "I expect so," replied Allister. "Bernadette will help her if she needs it. She will inform me later of the results. It's simple for now, just to see how she handles it." Meanwhile, in a room in the northern corner of the house Ivy stood next to the lady of the house, Bernadette. "This is Bria and Leah," Bernadette explained while pointing to the 2 cribs next to her. "They are recent additions to our productions and haven't been in any films yet." Ivy looked down to the 2 young girls resting quietly in their cribs. Bria was 2 months and Leah, next to her was 4 months. Both girls had been donated by members of the Family for shooting in the films done at the nearby studio. Bernadette had walked to the side of the room and picked up 2 objects to bring to Ivy. "You can start with these," she instructed. Ivy gracefully took the 2 silvery bottles in each hand and paused for a moment. Bernadette had explained what Ivy was to do for her first show. Carrying both bottles in hand, Ivy stepped up to Bria and Leah's cribs. With the bottles pre-filled Ivy inserted the nipple ends into the little girls mouths. "There we go doesn't that taste good?" She asked while the babies suckled. The creamy liquid entered the small throats of the girls and flowed down into their stomachs. Ivy allowed the girls to get a sufficient amount of the tasty drink before she took the bottles back in hand. Unscrewing the caps on each bottle, Ivy dipped one of her fingers into the wider opening and allowed the tip of the digit to become coated. "How do you like this Bria?" The busty woman rubbed her finger over the 2 month olds face. When her finger had become lacking in sufficient juice it returned to the bottle. Ivy promptly resumed smearing the white liquid over the baby's head including the eyelids, nose, and mouth. Once Bria had a nice wet sheen Ivy took a step to the side and gave her attention to Leah. Using the same bottle she proceeded to smear the contents all over Leah's cute face. "Does the cum feel nice Leah? Do you want more of it?" Leah glanced at Ivy, unable to answer her except with a small coo. Ivy unbuttoned the one piece dotted pajamas at Leah's pudgy chest. She brought the bottle closer to the baby and tipped it sideways slowly, allowing the near half full bottle to begin emptying out onto Leah's exposed skin. The liquid ran down over the girls shoulders and onto the bedding underneath, covering her in its warm sexual essence. Ivy lifted part of the fabric of the clothing and pushed the bottle opening further inward. Tipping it again, more of the semen poured out, flowing over the babies soft arms, legs, and yet unused vagina. A large dark spot began to appear underneath Leah as the cum soaked into the crib leaving Leah a drippy mess. With a small amount left in the bottle Ivy carefully poured the white batter over top of Leah's face making sure it ran into her eyes. Leah squinted and fidgeted at the runny substance flowing over her. Allowing Leah to bask in the semen Ivy returned to Bria and performed the same set of actions, ensuring the 2 month old was well marinated in fresh semen. Ivy watched the reactions of the girls while Bernadette kept her focus on Ivy and her careful actions. Bernadette was pleased with how Ivy was controlling the situation and looked forward to how she proceeded next. Ivy allowed the girls to soak for a bit until a small beep was heard coming from the door to the mini nursery. Ivy opened the door and saw with much delight the group requested by Allister on the other side. Each dressed in dark blue uniforms, the bulky men that had maintained part of the house and the studio stood before Ivy. "Welcome boys," greeted Ivy happily. "As Allister no doubt mentioned to you, I need your help with the girls." "We'd be happy to help," replied one man who had frequently assisted in shoots. "Perfect. Please come in." The muscular men funneled into the relatively small room, standing in a row in front of the 2 cribs. The first man in stood with a smile on his face, knowing what was expected of him. His tight pants had already begun constricting as his modified cock grew in both length and thickness. "Let me explain what I need you to do," Ivy began while she stepped in between the 2 cribs. "I need you to split into 2 groups, 5 for Bria here to my left, and 5 for Leah. I need you to stroke and jerk your huge cocks over them until you cum. Cum all over their bodies, soak them in your heavy semen, splatter their soft bodies with your eager sperm." Instantly, the horny men began fidgeting in place, feeling their enhanced cocks fill with blood. Even the maintenance personnel were offered sexual enhancement procedures, once they were screened for sexual suitability. Each applicant was screened for proper inclusion into the Family, to ensure they would be able to handle the sexual scenarios that may have been asked of them. Feeling their pants become tight with pressure, one by one the men started to slip them downward revealing their pulsing thick members. The men quickly stepped up to the cribs while they stroked their cocks. Each had long and bulging veins after having been injected with multiple enhancer shots. The heads were a bright reddish pink and were easily the size of each of their fists, while the shafts reached near a foot in length when fully erect. The testicles were equally as impressive comparable to pairs of grapefruits hanging between their legs. Ivy stood while watching the attractive men jerk their huge cocks overtop of the 2 young girls, now lying in the cooling sperm that was poured from the bottle. The men's precum had quickly began leaking out allowing them all to lubricate their shafts adding pleasure to their strokes. The schlicking noise of the 10 men blanketed the room while Ivy considered the sheer size of their manhood. She was fully aware of drugs used for enhancement of sexual organs and other parts of the body after having gone through the institute. Various men began grunting as they placed their hands onto the crib rails. Ivy was quick to act, releasing latches on each wall allowing the men easy access to drop their loads. The first 2 men stepped forward in front of Bria when their hands suddenly stopped moving at the base of their thick cocks. Simultaneously, 2 massive white streams flew from their urethras landing entirely on the 2 month olds small exposed body. The men jerked once more, cocking their penises for another shot. A second later the next thick burst erupted from their shafts once again landing on little Bria's body. The ropes had extended from her little covered cunt overtop her exposed belly and chest right across her face leaving very visible thick white streaks. Not a moment later the men jerked back yet again and a 3rd pair of sperm beams splattered onto the babies skin. After only the first 2 shots in combination with the bottle resulted in Bria's face being completely smeared in semen. A 4th pair, a 5th, and a 6th. The hyper sexualized men gave everything they had for the slut in training, drowning her in warm sperm. Her clothes had become soaked through with the fluids and her skin a creamy sticky sheen yet her response was not as would be expected from such an event. Ivy couldn't take her eyes away from such a sensual act. The first man had unloaded a generous 9 very thick shots before he stepped away from the crib to collect himself. The second man remained however, pumping his near foot long cock trying to squeeze every little bit of cum he had for Bria. After an impressive 13 ropes he struggled to produce even a drop. There were limits on the enhancement procedures, even after the years of research conducted which meant even members of the Family needed to rest after a powerful orgasm. Even with their limit on amount of sperm produced per climax, it was more than enough for Ivy's girls to handle. "Oh marvelous, look at how covered she is after only 2 of you," complimented Ivy. She leaned over to get a closer look at cute cum drenched Bria, showing off her heavy rack to the men furthering their drive to help her in any way they could. "Let's see the rest of you fill her crib." Reaching down into the crib, Ivy unbuttoned Bria's one piece sleeping wear leaving her completely nude and exposed for the group of 3 that were still jerking away furiously. Taking the blue cloth in hand, Ivy rung it out overtop of Bria's body allowing the absorbed cum to further coat her. The highly excited men watched while the semen rolled over Bria's perfect little pussy slit, glistening in the light. With the cloth fully drained of sex fluid Ivy watched in anticipation, waiting to see the 3 others bukkake the nude 2 month old girl. Just as the men began to step into range of Bria, Ivy heard another group of 3 grunt with pleasure as they ejaculated over Leah right next to her. Ivy wanted to remove Leah's clothes as well but didn't want to prevent any sperm from landing on the girl by getting her hands in the way. Simultaneously 3 men shot rope after rope overtop of Leah, thoroughly allowing her skin to take in the sperms essence. In a matter of seconds her entire body was dripping with juice. As the thick ropes displaced others the white cream rolled off her body, pooling beneath her and around her. As the 3 men finished giving her a 32 shot round, Ivy quickly stepped in and removed Leah's wear. With both Bria and Leah fully nude, the remaining 5 men felt the urge to build as much as they could to ensure they completely covered both girls for Ivy. The next 2 men moved into place over Leah. They both looked down to the quiet girl, completely overwhelmed by the stimulation provided, completely dripping in copious sperm. They were ready to give her even more, and Ivy wanted to see it badly. She watched as the men tensed up, suddenly stopping their motion and aim their fat cock heads right over Leah. The intense bursts of semen could be heard shooting out of their cocks, followed by the huge rope splattering down onto any small patch of skin that may have been missed as well as the growing pool beneath Leah. Ivy rubbed her own ample chest in pleasure as the men unloaded onto the girl. Ivy closed her eyes for a split second as she took in the splattering noise of semen onto the babies skin. "That's it, cover her in your hot cum!" A moment later, the 3 other men over Bria made their last step forward and proceeded to let their climax take over their bodies. The already soaked crib became heavier with the weight of the added liquid that was poured over her. The 3 men blew their thick loads over Bria's body, shooting arcs upward and across her naked wet skin. The splattering continued as Ivy watched over 30 shots land on the baby. "Soak her in sperm, give her everything your balls have!" Ivy massaged her heavy tits until the men were finally done. They had succeeded in handling Ivy's request with ease. Allowing the men to rest for a brief moment, Ivy teased their cocks back to life while she rubbed her fingers on the girls soaked skin. She swirled her tips around from top to bottom and felt the warm semen soak into her fingers. She gazed at the large amount of pooled cream underneath the girls before sticking her fingers in it as well. She cupped her palm and was surprised at how easily she could scoop most of it up. When doing so, she allowed it to fall back onto the girls. After a few minutes of allowing the men to watch her play with their shot cum one of the men had approached the crib once more this time using his large hands to grope at Ivy's tits. She knew he was ready once more and after watching how much the group had shot the first time and keeping the fact that Bernadette was in the room observing the whole time, Ivy knew of a good way to keep the play going for just a bit more. Crouching down so that Ivy's eye level was at about the same height as the girls bodies in the wet cribs, Ivy used her cummy fingers to pry open her mouth, keeping her lips gaping and open ready for anything to be shot inside. Taking the cue easily, the other men began stepping up to join the first. With Ivy's mouth wide for the men, their cocks instantly began growing to their large size. Moments later the first man's bulbous cock head twitched and the semen blast quickly followed, directly onto Ivy's tongue. A quick 8 strings followed, collecting in the woman's mouth. The next 4 men followed in succession, filling Ivy's mouth completely with hot sperm until her cheeks bulged outwards, unable to contain even another drop. Standing quickly and before the next set of men could unleash their spunk Ivy motioned overtop of Leah's glazed body and moved her face up close to the childs. Looking at the girls face Ivy spat forth the content of her mouth forcefully against Leah's, splattering the cum strongly against the skin. The 5 men's loads ricocheted off Leah's entire face before pooling even more around her. With her mouth completely emptied, Ivy crouched down once more for the next 5 men. The first man up was holding back the entire time Ivy was receiving her first few loads and once he was in position he let fly an impressive 11 ropes of cum directly into her mouth. The rest of the men followed suit and once again Ivy found herself overtop of Bria this time. Ivy moved from little Bria's slit up to her face as she sprayed out the hot sperm from within her mouth, coating Bria even further. With the limits of the enhancements on this particular group of men, it would require multiple hours before they would be able to achieve a wet orgasm again. Bernadette whispered into the ear of one of the men, telling him they had performed well and that they could return to their rooms to rest. The men left quietly, leaving only the 4 girls in the room alone. Ivy was so focused on taking in the sight of the girls that she hadn't noticed Bernadette's or even the men's movement outside of the room. She continued to swirl the pool of semen that surrounded the girls feeling it quickly cool. Only when the touch of Bernadette's hand had reached Ivy's shoulder did she return to the living world. "You did well," she said. "I like what you did at the end there. It was very erotic. I think a performance like that would go well in a show. I didn't sense any real nervousness either." "I was comfortable, even though I didn't know those men." "That's good, perhaps because it was only me watching you and the lack of pressure helped ease you up." "Maybe. I think Andreas built up everything for me performing in front of you guys. He focused on it so much that I felt I had to do everything perfectly for you." "I think that you'd find after doing a few shows that the nerves disappear. We are very accepting of the shows, Andreas and Allister have always been a bit more competititve which puts performers on edge," explained Bernadette. "Now that you are here, and you've expressed interest in performing on a bigger scale we might as well continue that is assuming you were pleased with how you did." "I thought you were judging me?" "Partly. The real test is to see if the candidate is comfortable in performing. It's just our job to put you into the situations. Personally, after seeing your last 2 acts, I think you could be acceptable on stage but you just need a bit of professional training so there are no slip ups during a real performance. Andreas likes to build his partners up, Allister is the same way. It's true the crowds who go to the shows are looking for more experienced people, but there have been plenty of cases where someone has never been in any public performances at all and straight out of the instititue they were recruited for it. There's no actual age requirement or years spent in films or anything like that. You could technically be scheduled tomorrow for a show as long as there is a spot open," Bernadette continued. "We are just trying to prevent a situation similar to that of your first act." Looking back down at the cummy girls, Ivy pondered Bernadette's words. In the back of her mind, she knew she would be capable of performing for the Family, after all, she had successfully completed the institutes training which by default meant she was suitable for any extreme sexual performance. "Do you have the ability to schedule one for me?" "Eventually, once you're trained up a bit we can schedule a small show." "I didn't mean in the future, I was thinking of something sooner." "Sooner?" Replied Bernadette with a surprised tone. "The whole point of you coming here was to practice for the larger stage, you've only done this small scene here today. I don't think Andreas would believe you were ready." "It was my decision to come here with Andreas. He gave me the choice, and I think I'm more ready than he does. I don't believe I need months or years of practice, at least not as much as they are both expecting of me." "Do you really think the only factor affecting your show with Andreas was nerves because he had been trying to prepare you for so long before we arrived? You know the public shows are sometimes planned long in advance, which would cause you to have the exact same feelings as you had not long ago. You need to get used to everything before you can handle large crowds." "What if we did a surprise showing without telling the audience what is going to happen. I won't know who any of the people are and there would be no long stretch from now until then to make me feel nervous." "Shows like that are done every now and then, but we would still need to go over the scenario. I wouldn't recommend getting the largest possible crowd either." "How about trying to get one for a few days from now with a medium sized crowd, but make sure Andreas and Allister don't know about it. I want only you to see how it goes. Let's try it with a bunch of people who I've never seen before. After it's done, I'm sure they could tell you if they liked it or not. I want the audience to really determine if I'm ready." "You are willing to go all out on this one show? If you fail miserably, it would be very difficult to schedule another show as the audience would be voting on you in the directory." "Directory?" "Every performer has to get a record in the directory that indicates your overall and specific ratings based off of the shows you've been in. Every member of the Family that is in attendance gets an oppurtunity to rate you. If you have a lot of lower ratings, it becomes harder to book you at venues and with larger audiences," Bernadette explained. "Like I said before, the crowds typically want experienced individuals, those who have been in many acts, who regularly perform and have a long history of doing extreme scenarios. They do give newcomers a chance, but there are some brutally honest members out there." "All I'm asking is for you to give me a chance. Just one show to see how I fare in the open. If things turn sour, then we can continue with training until I can bring myself back up into the audience favor." "It would have to be a significant amount of time before we could book another show if the ratings are low. If you book right away there would be little chance over the experienced actors." "I want to take a chance and see how I do. Maybe we can do an act similar to what I've done today." Bernadette considered Ivy's proposal while Bria and Leah soaked in their semen beds. She would be going against what Andreas and Allister had initially planned for Ivy, but like she said it was her decision to make and Bernadette did have the power to schedule shows. "Very well, I'll give you a chance at a small to medium sized show. There is a hall about 15 minutes away from here that is used often. I can't guarantee there will be an opening within the next few days however as that hall is the only one in this part of the country and it's usually booked solid." "Just one show, just to gauge my reaction." "Let's meet later tonight when I've had a chance to review the schedule. I may need to pull in some favors to get you a spot. Until then, try and think up a scenario you'd like to do keeping in mind what these audiences are expecting." "I'll do that. Thank you for your help Bernadette." "Ah, don't mention it. Just keep Allister and Andreas out of it for now if you want to keep this private, or a surprise for them if you get high ratings. They may try and schedule you for training exercises in the next few days, so just let me take care of that for you, ok?" "Will do," replied Ivy happily. "See you tonight." Later that night Ivy and Bernadette had met on the balcony of Bernadette's personal office. She had checked the bookings for the nearest sex hall and found that indeed, it was booked completely for the next 2 weeks. After contacting the main person responsible for managing the hall, she was able to acquire a short 1 hour block in 3 days time in the late evening. As a result, the prior performer leading up to that block had to cut her show short. Bernadette had later sent that particular performer a personal message saying she would pay her back in any way that was necessary for giving up an hour of her time. "Now that you have a spot, have you thought of what you want to do?" "I've thought of something, I'll need your help though." "I anticipated I would be managing it, so you don't have to worry about logistics." "I was referring to something a bit more specific." Ivy laid out the scenario for Bernadette in detail. For the days that followed just before the event Bernadette made plans for everything that would be needed and to ensure everything would be in place for Ivy's first public stage show. The manager of the hall had put out a notice to the members closeby of the schedule change, and with them noticing a new performer on stage, many of them were interested to see how she would do. --- Chapter 6 To cover her management of Ivy, Bernadette had told Allister and Andreas that she would be giving a tour of the filming studio along with other various places that the Family used in the area. Early in the morning the women had left for the booked hall. After meeting the owner of the hall Ivy was instructed to not interfere with any of the shows and to simply make sure everything was in order for her act, with the help of Bernadette of course. Having utilized the attendants of her house everything needed was pre-transported to the hall and delivered to a room dedicated to Ivy, alongside other performers. As Ivy went over the materials and other things that would be used during her brief hour long introductory stage show, she could hear the performers talking in other rooms. They all sounded confident as if they had done shows their entire life. Indeed, many of them had been performing on the stage for years, even well before Ivy had been born. Some had come straight out of the institute while others were recruited early usually due to being a relative of an institute graduate. While thinking up her scenario, Ivy had deliberately kept it focused on a few specific scenes, mainly due to the time allocated to her. She had found it surprising how easy it was to setup her event, but realized that the majority of the legwork would have been done by Bernadette and the flexibility of the hall's equipment to accomodate various extreme sex shows. "Is everything alright?" Bernadette asked while sitting in a chair next to Ivy sipping water from a bottle. "I feel good," she replied. "Not nervous at all." "I got the impression when you suggested this that you were looking to prove yourself right away, eager to rise to the occasion." "Not knowing who is really out there in the crowd would seem like a real trigger for nervousness, but for some reason it doesn't bother me." "Have you ever had any interest in exhibitionism? It sounds like you may have a taste for it." "Maybe I do. I never really thought of trying it before, at least not while I was in school. Maybe it's something I have talent for." "If complete strangers don't bother you, and performing for them brings you pleasure, it may be something to look into." Ivy and Bernadette spoke to each other about various things, including the films Bernadette shot, their involvement with the Institute and the Family for quite some time until about 15 minutes before Ivy was scheduled to appear on the stage. At that point the pair briefly went over the things to be done before the owner of the hall appeared at the entrance to Ivy's room. "Miss Ivy," she started. "You have 5 minutes until your block starts. Please begin heading to the back entrance to the stage and ensure your materials and party are ready. When the green light activates you may enter the stage." Standing at the large door that blocked the way to the back of the stage, Ivy waited patiently for the green light to come on. The stage hands would clean and remove any excess material from the previous performer before the next would be allowed on. Hearing a beep, a click, and seeing the light out of the corner of her eye, Ivy knew it was her turn. Removing her top and bra, leaving only a short black skirt bottom, Ivy walked out onto the stage half nude as she adjusted the her hair bun, her large breasts bobbing as she walked. She glanced up at the spotlights that focused entirely on the stage which blinded her from seeing the audience but gave them a crystal clear view of her mature body. She knew it was a small to medium sized crowd based off of Bernadette's information, but there was no way to confirm just how many were in attendance. At the center of the stage sat a simple wooden bench with padding near one end and various metal and rubber straps attached to it. There was a break in the bench halfway so that it appeared to split in half or collapse inward. Ivy laid out on the bench with her still covered crotch facing the crowd. A moment later Bernadette appeared wearing a simple black business suit. In her hands she carried little 4 month old Leah, completely nude. Handing the girl to Ivy, Bernadette then pulled out a small plug from her pocket. It was a small black inflatable but with the capability to expand to a very large size, being one of the Families products. Ivy held Leah in her arms and rested her on her large tits while taking the plug in her other hand. Gently, Ivy inserted the small bulb into the tiny opening of the girls slit to make sure it was in the right position. Next Ivy pushed as hard as she could, forcing the remainder of the bulb up through the virgin passage, breaking any resistance. In a matter of seconds Ivy had the bulb inside the child, making it appear effortless, as if she had performed it before. She began pumping the end, forcing more and more air into it. The audience watched in interest and pleasure as the new performer pumped the little girls pussy until her chubby belly began expanding further and further. Ivy held Leah while she pumped with one hand. The pumping continued endlessly as the belly bulged to an absurd state, causing Leah to cry and whine in her arms from the pain and pressure. She continued for near 10 minutes until the ballooning belly almost completely eclipsed Leah's face. Ivy ignored her cries and continued her show until eventually Leah ceased responding. Having realized what she had done, Ivy yet continued her pumping until she determined that the flesh could no longer be expanded. Leaving the inflatable inside, Ivy stood from the bench and placed the lifeless Leah down so that she rested on her beach ball like belly with her torn slit facing the crowd. The black rubber hose hung out of the destroyed orifice. Ivy tugged on the hose firmly to show the audience the toy was completely stuck inside Leah. Looking to the crowd briefly, Ivy then began rubbing the small buttocks of the girl, before she closed her right fist tightly and pushed it forcefully into Leah's super tight anus. Knowing she would need an extremely hard force to break inside, Ivy began punching harder and harder, trying to force her entire fist inside the hole. After feeling the weak insides of Leah give way, her fist sunk itself into the tight canal causing the colon to expand to accommodate the hand. Ivy felt the creak of the bones in Leah's body as she twisted and pistoned her hand inside. Ivy continued to fist the body until she felt her hand become wet and sticky with intestinal fluid and blood. For near 10 minutes she fisted the girl eventually reaching a depth just past her wrist. Removing her bloody fist slowly from the girl, Ivy then used her bloody hand to unclip her black skirt, leaving her fully naked on the stage. Bernadette returned to view and picked up and removed Leah quickly while Ivy laid back down on the bench. Returning once more Bernadette cranked a small lever on the side of the bench which moved Ivy into a semi-sitting position leaving her cunt and ass in full view of the crowd. Pulling a syringe from her pocket, Bernadette peeled Ivy's pussy lips apart and injected a concoction into the vaginal wall of Ivy. Pulling another from her pocket, she injected another fluid, this one blue in color, into the cervix. Bernadette disposed of the needles and then crouched beneath the bench and pulled up a few long metal spikes that curved at each end. She took 2 of the hooks and punctured Ivy's vagina on both sides. She pulled the hooks to the sides to expand Ivy in front of the crowd. It was on a few seconds before blood appeared but Bernadette continued pulling. Ivy looked to Bernadette with a pained expression on her face. It was clear the injections had not yet taken effect, but would help for the next part of the act. Bernadette had stretched Ivy's pussy far enough that it had gaped to approximately 3 inches wide. Being able to see clearly inside she then took 2 more, longer hooks, and pierced the cervix sharply. Wasting no time, she pulled these hooks as well, stretching out the cervix, opening it wider until the inside of the uterus could be seen. "It hurts...," Ivy whispered. No response was given to Ivy, as her partner knew the pain would subside shortly. Ivy had not been a graduate of the faculty of stretching at the institute which had required the use of the injections. Gently rubbing Ivy's head, Bernadette knew it would be initially painful, but with only an hour on stage there was no time to wait until the numbing liquid took full effect. Hooking the ends of sharp metal devices to the bench itself they kept Ivy's holes well opened and exposed. Flipping a switch on the side of the bench, it then began to rotate. Stopping at 90 degress, the audience could see Ivy's side allowing them to take in the full view of her large tits jutting from her chest. Ivy winced in pain with having her cervix spread so wide. She felt her entire lower body tingling but she wasn't sure if that was because of the trauma associated with having her uterus abused or the injections working their science. She attempted to keep a positive and energetic face for the audience but every few seconds a sharp pain would jolt her back to reality. A few seconds later Bernadette returned this time carrying naked little Bria. She placed her on the stage floor just at the edge of the bench below Ivy's dangling feet. Bernadette then left the stage for a bit longer this time but returned leading a large brown workhorse into position. Fully trained, the animal was well prepared for any sexual act. She led him so that his rear faced Ivy on the bench. Stepping out of view, she allowed Ivy to continue the act. Using her delicate foot, Ivy pushed it into the stallions anus easily and deeply. The pain returned to her insides when she shoved her foot inside briefly, but the injections had already started to give her some relief. Feeling the warmth encompass her foot, she knew he was ready. Pushing deeper and deeper in without interfering with the hooks clipping into her organs, she moved her foot around inside the animal. Knowing he was backed up, she slipped her shit covered foot out and let him do his business. A second later, large clumps of earthy horse shit began exiting the widened anus, falling directly onto Bria below. Chunk after chunk covered the young girl until it almost buried her. The smell was apparent to Bernadette and Ivy along with the first few rows of the audience. A few smaller pieces fell onto Bria's face to signal the horse was done. He turned on his own to face Ivy on the bench. Stepping into view again Bernadette picked up Bria, covered in heaps of waste and handed her to Ivy. Using her one clean and one bloody hand, Ivy completely smeared the horse waste all over Bria until her entire body was smeared brown including her face, eyes, mouth, and ears. Once completely darkened, Bernadette gave a last powerful tug on each of the hooks that expanded Ivy's insides. The blood continued to seap out and had stained the bench. The large stallion watched intensly. Having performed numerous sexual acts for the Family in the past, he became conditioned from the scent of the inside of a female, even that of a human. His massive spear of a penis had already come into view and was nearly extending out the front of his legs. Taking the shit covered girl from Ivy's hands, Bernadette pushed her tiny slit onto the horse penis tip. Feeling the warm flesh on his, the horse instantly pushed forward with such power that in one stroke near 16 inches of his cock had stabbed Bria's insides creating a massive bulge that run up past her head. No cries were heard from Bria as the massive beast had destroyed her insides. The animal made noises of pleasure, feeling his horny penis finally sheathed in warm flesh. With a quick action, Bernadette unclipped the hooks from Ivy and stepped aside. The beast continued forward, expertly aimed so that the cock bulge within Bria had found its way inside Ivy's pussy. Continuing his motion, more of the cock entered until it breached her widened cervix finally stopping when Bria's shit covered head brought resistance. Using the shit as lube and being attached to the massively powerful animal meant it wasn't long before Bria's impaled body shoved itself inward deeper into Ivy, giving her a large bulge of her own. Ivy screamed in pleasure from having her uterus filled, despite the injections working against the pain. The tower of the 35 inch penis buried itself deeper and deeper, still completely impaling Bria and trying to do the same to Ivy. The crowd was on their feet as they watched the newcomer willfully ruin her insides, along with Bria and Leah for their enjoyment. Impressed with her work they began cheering her on. Hearing their applause over the animals grunts and flesh expanding in front of her, she looked over to the audience as she continued to be pounded by the huge cock. The bulge decreased and increased in size in a steady rhythm, both from the cock and the child attached to it. Reaching an impressive 23 inches for a first timer, the horse began to climax. Ivy clutched the bulge that ran past her face with her shit covered hands, squeezing it hard. She felt the pulses under her own flesh as the beast shot out rope after rope of hot horse sperm. For seemingly an endless amount of time he ejaculated into Bria and as the childs insides swelled with cream so too did Ivy's. Near 20 shots were fired inside the girls before he pulled out. The brown Bria quickly slipped off the cock and splattered onto the stage leaving shit and cum everywhere with a giant gaping hole running through her body, while Ivy's extended shit covered womb quivered to recover from such an intense horse fuck. It was only when the horse was led away could she fully hear the applause from the crowd. Ivy would remain in a lucid state for the remainder of her time on stage. When she had reached her time limit the stage attendants along with Bernadette had to lift her off the bench and return her backstage. As she walked weakly she could feel the cool air flowing up into her prolapsed womb bringing a unique feeling of relief she had never felt before. Ivy would use the loud applause of the audience as her fuel for her ability. She had enlisted the help of Bernadette again and again for future shows, which would become even more extreme as time went on. It was only a matter of time before Andreas and Allister had found out about the mysterious new performer that was on the scene. After finding out what she was up to, the men only endeavored to support Ivy as much as she needed. Her ratings for her first show were very favorable for a newcomer which only helped cement her decision to become a full time stage performer.