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
 
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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. 
 
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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." 
 
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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. 
 
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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.