Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 Author: Honey Moon
Title: Brandy and Moonlight at the Company Christmas Party
Universe: Teachers Lessons
Keywords: Scifi, first herm, futa, impregnation, FF





   Brandy and Moonlight at the Company Christmas Party



   By

   Honey Moon

   Author's note: Although this story has been written as a `stand alone'
work, you may find parts of it to be quite strange if you haven't read
"Teachers Lessons 02".  My weird sci-fi imagination should in no way
distract from the story!  Merry Christmas!

















   Sarah Paling sat quietly at her workstation, and carefully soldered a
connection.  Still, as she worked, she listened to the talk around her.



   "He thought buying me dinner entitled him to me as desert." Brandy
laughed.  "I'm not that cheap!"



   "Sure you are girlfriend." Misty giggled.  "Look at how you dress."



   "Hey, I dress to impress.  Is that a problem?" Sarah glanced over as
Brandy sat up tall, her ample assets straining mightily at her sheer silk
blouse.  She quickly looked back at her own work as her coworker continued.
"Besides, my price is non-negotiable.  The wedding ring has to be on my
finger before any guy can hope to get more then a hand job from me!"



   "Behold the Virgin Ice Queen!" Misty announced in mocking cultured
voice. "You better watch your step.  Someday you're going to run up against
someone that thinks no means yes!"



   "I can take care of my self." Brandy snapped.  "Besides, I gave him a
rub-off through his pants, and he was so embarrassed when he jizzed
himself, he dropped me right off at my house!  I can handle guys!"



   "What about oral?" Kathy chimed in.  "Give a good BJ, and you can keep,
um, a guy interested for ages!"



   "Spit or swallow?" Brandy asked curiously.



   Kathy was blushing when Sarah risked a quick glance.  "Well, it just
doesn't seem friendly to just spit it out after what you did to get it. 
Besides, protein is good for you."



   Misty glared at her.  "Like you only give oral.  I happen to know that
you screw like a bunny on EVERY date!  One kiss on the nape of the neck,
and you're on your back with your legs spread wide in three point two
seconds!"



   "I just can't help myself." Kathy giggled nervously.  "Thank God for my
diaphragm!"



   "There is that." Misty allowed.  "You would look adorable with a big
belly though."



   "Are you kidding me?" Brandy looked smug.  "The only contraceptive I
need is to keep my legs closed!  No guy gets my cherry until I get a
wedding ring on my finger!  Then and only then will I let any man make me a
mommy!"



   Misty laughed.  "Get real!  Condoms and diaphragms have saved me from
unplanned weight gain more times then I can remember!"



   Sarah noticed that for some reason Kathy blushed at Misty's bold
endorsement for barrier contraceptives.  She felt her own face grow hot,
among other things, and went back to her work.  Brandy shook her head. 
"Why not go on the Pill, if you two are set on screwing around?  It's much
more effective after all!"



   Misty rubbed the back of her neck in obvious embarrassment.  "There are
actually two reasons.  First off, the pill doesn't seem to work on us, um,
me.  Second, I'm not dead set against having a baby.  It sort of adds to
the thrill just knowing that maybe the next time I screw, will be the time
something leaks and a few sperm get through."



   "That's how I feel!" Kathy blurted out.  Sarah couldn't help noticing
the looks Misty and Kathy exchanged after that.  Maybe they both wanted to
be the first to get their boyfriends to knock them up.  It made Sarah feel
warm just to think about her coworkers racing to see who would have a baby
first!



   "How do you feel about it, Sarah?" Misty asked hopefully.  "You have
opinions on everything from global warming to how Oprah never picks
anything you want to read for her book club.  We never hear from you on the
really important issues though, like sex and babies."



   Squirming in her seat, Sarah tried to come up with an answer.  "W-Women
look their, um, sexiest when they're pregnant!" she blurted out.  "I, uh,
I'm all for sex, babies, and blowjobs too!" Oh hell, she hadn't quite meant
to say that!  She clapped a hand over her mouth, trying to suppress a
serious case of the giggles.



   "Uh hem!" All four women looked up as their boss; Amanda Montgomery
stepped into the room.  "Ladies, please try and keep the talk at least
rated PG 13 during office hours." She smiled.  "I think all this frank talk
sent Sarah into shock, poor thing.  Sarah dear, I hope you aren't letting
these loose women corrupt you."



   Sarah looked up and managed to get herself under control.  "It's okay.
I, um, I found it very educational." She said with what was probably a
dopey grin on her face.



   "Still, this is a place of business." Amanda turned and gave Brandy her
patented `Boss' look.  "Miss Cognac, what have I said about proper work
attire?"



   Brandy grinned sheepishly.  "I know, but I did dress properly.  The hem
of my skirt is three inches below my knees!" She stood and did a slow
twirl. Snow white blouse and navy skirt did look business like, if you
ignored how sheer the blouse was, or that the snug clingy skirt didn't
flare out at all as she spun.  If it wasn't for the slit that ran daringly
up her right leg nearly to her waist, she would have to hobble around the
office like Morticia Addams.



   "I'd call that proper for dancing all night at a club." Amanda sighed.
"Please at least button a couple more buttons, and in the future, think
about wearing something other then a black lace bra under so sheer a
blouse. Just because there are no men here, it doesn't mean you dressing
like a bimbo isn't a distraction."



   "Yes ma'am!" Brandy muttered, while she buttoned two buttons.  It
covered her impressive cleavage, but seeing how the buttons strained
against their load was every bit as titillating.



   Amanda shook her head.  "For goodness sake, just put on a lab coat.  If
you take a deep breath you'll pop a button and put out someone's eye!" With
a sigh, she continued.  "Must you keep wearing those hooker heels?  You're
a tall girl, you don't need any help.  Besides, I keep getting complaints
from maintenance about the dimples you're making on every hard wood floor
in the building.  Brandy, don't make me have to warn you again.  Do you
understand?"



   "These aren't hooker heels." The statuesque blonde muttered while
shrugging into a lab coat.  In a typical Brandy maneuver, she picked one
that was rather too tight over her impressive chest.  These buttons too,
were hardly up to the challenge.  "Four inch heels are quite modest, I'll
have you know!"



   "Brandy!"



   "Yes mommy!" Blue eyes opening wide, Brandy's face grew quite pink as
Misty and Kathy giggled at her little matriarchal slip.  "I mean, yes
ma'am!"



   Sarah gulped, and got shakily to her feet.  Luckily nobody seemed to pay
her the least bit of attention as she scooted self-consciously off to the
lady's room.  The five foot tall woman didn't even glance at herself in the
mirror as she darted into an open stall.  What was to see, after all?  She
kept her long red hair up in a rather severe bun, usually with a pencil or
two stuck in it.  Her glasses gave her a rather owlish look she actually
thought would keep men from being interested in her.  She didn't even use
make-up.  A light dusting of freckles was all that adorned her face.



   The twenty-two year old woman didn't comprehend a simple fact of current
society.  The nerd girl look was in.  Her glasses, hair style, and rather
plain no-nonsense business attire had all the guys on the train she rode on
her commute day-dreaming about the quiet little redhead who tried to so
hard to hide her good looks and excellent figure under big glasses and
frumpy clothes.  She would be panic stricken if she knew just how many male
fantasies she'd been starring in these past months since she started using
public transportation.  Sarah may be a virgin, but she knew one thing for
sure.  She had not the tiniest flicker of desire to be bedded by a man!



   Sarah unbuttoned her skirt and stepped out of it.  She carefully hung it
on the hook on the stall door, to prevent unsightly wrinkles in the fabric.
She primly hung her lab coat over it, before slowly pulling down her plain
white granny-bloomers.  Sarah sighed as the bane of her existence sprang up
to slap at her tummy.  "Oh God" she whimpered.  "I'm harder then ever!"



   The little redhead truly loved working in the Bio-Dynamic Industries
Unit Sixteen lab with her four beautiful co-workers.  That was the problem.
She loved it too much!  Engineer Amanda Willow, the woman who hired her,
was terrific!  In her mid sixties the woman still had a body a twenty-year
old would be proud of.  Her stunning beauty made Sarah think of her as a
serious MILF!  That coupled with her no nonsense leadership abilities, and
her kind caring personality made her someone Sarah really looked up to. 
Usually while trying hard to fight down an erection, though.  Sarah
secretly thought that the way her boss kept her hair cut close to her
skull, and the woman's lovely dark skin, made her look like an African
Princess.



   Kathy Peterson was just nice.  The brunet always seemed to have a smile
on her face.  The twenty-five year old was always working out, and had a
body that showed it.  Kathy often complained that her butt was too big. 
Sarah didn't think so at all!  That gorgeous round bottom had invaded her
dreams on many nights!  It secretly thrilled Sarah that Kathy was so
worried about what people thought of her bottom.  If only she had the nerve
to say what she thought about that perfect hiney!



   Misty Chu was simply beautiful.  Delicate and petite, the thirty
year-old was actually a couple inches shorter then Sarah.  The little
beauty had once confessed to being a bit annoyed at having only an "A" cup
bust.  On her, it was a plus!  Sarah thought of Misty as her little China
doll, and had guilty little fantasies where she imagined that Misty was a
twelve year old school girl.  She knew it probably was racist, but Sarah
thought she'd just explode a huge load if she ever heard Misty say "Me love
you long time."!



   Brandy though, was Sarah's favorite!  Six foot tall (at least!) athletic
body, with long silky blonde hair, baby blue eyes, and those wondrous
breasts, Brandy Cognac looked like she should wear a helmet with horns, and
carry a shield and spear as she ushered warriors up to Valhalla!  The
twenty-five year old seemed to relish her rather odd name.  "A little
Brandy will warm you up, but too much will knock you on your ass!" her
co-worker had said when they were introduced.  That still made Sarah smile
when she thought about it.



   "Brandy's a virgin." She breathed as her hand slowly gripped her
throbbing cock.  "She, she doesn't use protection!" Standing in the stall,
Sarah moaned as she started to stroke her hardness.  "I could put a baby in
her belly!" Sarah's eyes closed to slits as she replayed Brandy's little
modeling twirl in her mind.  If her top was any tighter, those glorious
breasts would just burst free!  Oh God, her legs were fantastic!  The heels
she wore really showed off the muscle tone!  She hoped Brandy would just
keep on ignoring proper business dress code!



   Slipping her free hand under the rock hard cock, Sarah whimpered as she
felt how truly wet her vagina had become.  It just wasn't fair!  Two sets
of `equipment' seemed to insure that she was horny all of the time!  What
kind of way to live was that for someone who never dared even once go on a
date?  All Sarah had was her hands, her mouth on those special, uh,
flexible occasions, her imagination, and a truly stunning collection of
pornography she had downloaded over the years.



   "I shouldn't be doing this here." She breathed as her hand pumped
faster. "I, I should wait until I get home!  I could get caught!" That
thought wasn't enough to deter her any more.  Sarah felt like she would go
insane if she didn't `pop a load' right now!  Her imagination took over. 
How hard would it be to tear open Brandy's blouse?  How good would it feel
to lodge her cock between those glorious breasts, and give the sexy blonde
the titty-fuck of a lifetime?



   Rising up on her toes in sensible shoes, Sarah began to pant as her hand
went wild.  Titty-fucking would just be the start!  Why not just tear off
that skirt and royally fuck the office tease?  They could give each other
their virginity!  It would be beautiful!  Sarah could plant her seed, and
then proudly watch over the next nine months as Brandy's trim belly swelled
with her child!



   Hand trembling, Sarah stopped teasing her hot little pussy and reached
for the toilet paper.  "Oh no!" she gasped, knowing she had reached the
point of no return.  "No paper!" Trying to shuffle around before it was too
late, Sarah ended up falling backward to sit hard on the potty seat.  Still
her hand kept on stroking.  That was when the unthinkable happened.  The
stall door opened, and there was Brandy!  The blonde was pointing an iPhone
right at her!



   "Don't!" Sarah squealed as her orgasm consumed her.  Toes curling,
muscles deep inside throbbed.  "Don't look!" she cried as the first
shimmering streamer of warm ejaculate spurt free!



   "Oh shit, I was right!" Brandy laughed as she managed to dodge the gooey
white fluid.  "It was you who left cum on the toilet seat yesterday! 
You're a hermaphrodite!  This is so damn hot!" She watched in awe as simply
massive amounts of fluid erupted from Sarah's cock, and flew across the
room.  The first three volleys actually landed in the sink.  The rest
weren't so neat as they spattered on the floor.



   Sarah couldn't stop herself.  Even though Brandy was watching and
recording, her hand just kept on pumping!  She always produced massive
loads, but this was surely a record!  Over and over her body pulsed and
throbbed.  Hot streamers of semen just kept on coming as her ejaculation
continued.  She spattered the sink, and then went on to soil the floor
tiles with her seemingly endless load!  When it was finally over, she just
sat on the toilet breathing raggedly.



   "This is priceless!" Brandy announced happily as she lowered the iPhone.
I got it all!" her blue eyes flashed.  "I wonder how long it will stay on
Youtube before someone flags it as pornographic."



   Sarah shuddered.  "You can't!  Brandy, please delete it!  Nobody can
know about this!"



   The blonde gave her an appraising look.  "I won't post it just yet,
Sarah dear." She said in a conversational tone.  "I may not post it at all.
That all depends on you."



   The redhead yanked up her underwear with shaking hands.  "What do you
want me to do?" she cried, while trying to hide her still rather hard cock.



   "Everything!" Brandy said with a wicked grin.  "Right now you better
clean up this mess.  You really hosed the place down!"



   "Oh my gosh!" Sarah muttered as she cleaned up the last of her issue
with fists full of paper towels.  "What am I going to do?" It was times
like this that she really missed her dear departed mother.  She needed
advice that only another hermaphrodite could give, and since mom had passed
away, she was quite possibly the only one on Earth!



   Maybe she could reveal her true self to Amanda.  That would surely
defuse anything Brandy may have in mind.  No, that wasn't a good idea. 
When Amanda Montgomery swept into her life just a week after mom had died,
the older woman had treated her almost like a daughter.  She couldn't
jeopardize that by announcing she was a freak!  Besides, she'd surely be
fired!  Nobody talked about it, but Dr.  Helen Conner, Bio-Dynamic
Industries president and owner, seemed to hate men.  Somehow BDI had
managed to hide from the world at large that no men were on the payroll. 
That was a serious fringe benefit for Sarah.  She shared Dr.  Conner's
opinion on men!  She had no interest in them at all.  It was heavenly being
surrounded by only beautiful women every day as she worked.  If it was
discovered that she had a stupid cock, she'd surely be fired!  Were else
would she be able to work in an all women environment?



   With a sigh, she headed back to the mail room.  "Oh, here she is."
Brandy said cheerfully.  "Go ahead Sarah.  Tell Amanda how you agreed to
forgo your vacation time so I could have an extra week off for the
holidays."



   Amanda looked puzzled.  "This is still highly unusual.  Sarah, are you
really okay with this?  You're giving up a week's paid vacation, and want
Brandy to have it instead?"



   Sarah's eyes opened wide.  She had planned on spending Christmas in
Washington DC, to visit the National Air and Space museum for her vacation!
For some reason, Sarah had been infatuated with spaceflight since she was a
child.  She longed to actually see in person the space hardware she had
read all about over the years.  They even had a piece of moon rock visitors
were allowed to touch!  The trip was going to be a Christmas present to
herself.  Now it was all but ruined!



   She and Brandy had both only worked for BDI for just over twelve months.
They were only supposed to get one week off for vacation.  It wasn't fair
that she would get none, while Brandy had two!  "I, um" Brandy gave her a
piercing look.  "Y-Yes, we talked it over.  I, I don't mind."



   "Well, alright" Amanda decided.  "If that's really what you two want, I
see no problem with it."



   "Thanks boss, you're the greatest!" Brandy gave Sarah a knowing look. 
"Thank you too, Sarah dear.  You're a real friend!"



   As the days passed, Sarah discovered what the life of a blackmail victim
was really like.  Brandy never hit her, or called her nasty names, but the
beautiful blonde was acting like a school yard bully, just the same. 
"Sarah dear, if you're heading to the cafeteria, could you get me a cup of
coffee?"



   "Sure Brandy!" The redhead jumped to her feet and scurried off.  Of
course when she got back, the pile of work at her station had mysteriously
grown, while Brandy's had shrunk down to nearly northing at all.



   Sarah usually ate alone, so she could read her ever present book, but
that soon changed.  At lunch, Brandy would sit right down next to her. 
"Oh, that looks good.  What is it?"



   "Pasta salad.  I made it myself last night."



   Brandy took the plate, and handed over her half eaten peanut butter and
jelly.  "Thanks, you're a doll!"



   Later, on the way out to the parking lot.  Brandy had stopped her.  "Hey
Sarah, I'm in a bind.  I need your help."



   "Um, what can I do?" she had asked with a sinking feeling deep inside.



   "I'm meeting up with some friends, and I kind of overspent my budget
this week.  Could you give me twenty bucks?"



   Give, not lend?  The hermaphrodite shook her head.  "I'm sorry, I can't!
I only have a hundred dollar bill on me, and besides, I need that to buy a
new chair for my computer desk at home."



   "Really?" Brandy sighed.  "I'd hate to think you were fibbing to me. 
Show me that bill, or I may have to do an upload on Youtube tonight."



   "See, I wasn't lying!" Sarah pulled her wallet out of her bag, and
showed it to her doubting co-worker.  She was shocked when it was snatched
from her hand.



   "This will do great!" Brandy said with a laugh as she pulled the single
bill out.  "My friends will sure appreciate you buying us all the first
couple rounds tonight!" She tossed the empty wallet over her shoulder as
she walked away.  "Thanks, Sarah, you're a doll!"



   Tears of anger and shame filled her eyes, but there was nothing she
could do!  "Pay me back as soon as you can!" she called to the receding
figure of the blackmailer, but that had been a waste of breath.  Sarah knew
she'd never see a dime of it ever again!



   Then, the day before the office Christmas party, things grew much worse.
Just before lunch, Sarah had to go to the supply room to get a spare
#AB-619 condenser for the control circuitry she was working on.  Nothing
else they had could withstand the sheer power build up produced by the high
energy storage system Amanda had designed.  She nearly jumped out of her
shoes when Brandy slipped in after her.  "Oh, hi Brandy." She said
dejectedly as she turned to grab the equipment she needed.  "Um, yesterday
was payday.  Could, uh, could you pay me at least half of the hundred you
owe me?"



   The blonde laughed.  "You're funny, Sarah dear.  Don't be so modest
about how generous you are.  My friends thought it was very nice of you to
buy us drinks."



   No trip, and now she had to go a couple more weeks using a chair from
her breakfast nook at her computer desk.  Well, at least it was easy to
clean the hard wood surface if she dribbled semen all over it.  "Tell them
it was my pleasure." She whispered meekly as she headed to the door.



   Brandy stepped between her and the exit.  "Don't go." She said with a
grin.  "I thought we could have some fun in here while everyone else is off
at lunch."



   Despite everything, Sarah felt hope rise in her heart, and her cock rise
beneath her skirt.  "Really?" she gasped staring at the beautiful blonde's
gloriously ample cleavage.  She put down the electronic components and
moved to put her arms around Brandy.  "I've always hoped this day would
come!"



   "Hey, hold on!" Brandy danced away.  "Did you think I wanted to have sex
with you?  Hell no!  I'm not going to waste my cherry on a little dick-girl
freak!  I just want to make another little video." She handed the coffee
cup she had been holding to Sarah and took out her ever present iPhone. 
"Fill this up."



   Felling her face grow warm, Sarah tried with all her might to will her
growing erection down.  That hadn't worked since she was ten years old! 
"W-What are you talking about?" she asked dumbly, hoping for the best, but
expecting the worst.



   "You heard me!  Whip out that dick of yours, and whack off into that
cup! You shot off so much last month; I'm just dying to see if you can fill
it up!"



   "No!  I can't do that!  How in the world could you expect me to
willingly make another video?"



   Brandy fiddled with the phone, and then held up the device so Sarah
could see the screen.  There she was, sitting on the toilet.  The image was
frozen as a long and glistening streamer of semen was exiting the swollen
head of her cock.  "Look how clear the picture is." Brandy bragged.  "You
can plainly see your face.  Simply everyone working for Bio-Dynamic
Industries will recognize you instantly.  If you don't agree to shoot
another video for me right now, I upload this one onto the company server,
as well as my Youtube account!" She grinned wickedly.  "Now get naked!"



   Sarah had no choice!  She placed the coffee cup on a shelf, and began to
disrobe.  "Please Brandy, let this be the end, okay?" she begged as she
unbuttoned her blouse.



   Brandy just laughed as she pointed the lens at her nervous coworker.  "I
already secured my domain name.  `Officefuta.com'!  There are lots of
weirdoes out there who will pay big money to see a real live hermaphrodite
masturbating!  If you don't want me to post your first video on a brand new
pay site, you'll make more videos for me to use in my, um, private
collection."



   Her heart went cold, but her betraying cock surged even harder.  "Surely
you can't be serious!" she gasped as she nervously shrugged out of her bra.
"Please Brandy, don't do this to me!"



   "I'm very serious, and don't call me Shirley!" She fell silent as she
stared at the topless woman with the now obvious tent in her skirt.  "Come
on now, take off the rest.  You've gone this far, there's no turning back
now!  Tell me about yourself too.  Describe your lovely body for me."



   Lovely body?  Brandy thought she was lovely, even with her cock?  She
was going to use the videos?  Sarah knew all about "USING" porno videos and
felt a shiver run through her at the thought of Brandy watching her. 
Blushing hotly, Sarah continued to undress before the camera.  She didn't
know what else she could do!  "I, um, I'm a hermaphrodite." She stammered,
as she stepped out of her skirt.  "That means I have male genitalia as well
as female." Her hands shook as she pulled down her chaste white underwear.
"I, um, I'm five foot even.  I, um, they're, I mean, I'm a 36C." She
gulped. "36-24-36, to be exact." She said as her erect cock sprang into
view.



   Brandy giggled.  "What a winning hand, you little brick house!  Now tell
me about that pretty cock of yours."



   Crossing her arms over her breasts, Sarah continued nervously.  "I, I
have an eleven and seven eighth inch penis." She said huskily, unable to
bring herself to admit that last troublesome eighth of an inch.  "I
measured it once.  I produce live and very virile motile sperm, even though
my testicles are located up inside of my abdomen." She closed her eyes and
tried to steady her nerves.  "From what I've read online, and seen in
pornographic videos, I differ quite a bit from males.  I, uh, produce much
more, volume wise, and I, um, can `do it' nine or ten times in a three hour
span, although if I do it that much, I end up really tired and have to take
the next day off from work so I can sleep in."



   Brandy had a look of pure hunger in her eyes.  "Oh fuck!  Is that why
you called out sick the day after I shot the video?  You sat up all night
whackin' off thinking about what you did!" she took a deep breath, her
blouse straining under the added pressure.  "Show me!" she ordered. 
"Waggle that staff!  Polish that carrot!  Spank the damn monkey!"



   Trembling in embarrassment, Sarah grasped her erect cock and gave it a
bit of a tug.  "Brandy, you could, um, I mean, could you do it?  You said
you do hand jobs!  Could you please give me one?"



   "No way!  I'm not going to encourage you like that!" she laughed.  "If I
even touch your cock, next thing I know, you'll be trying to use it on me
to bust my cherry.  Besides, you just said you make sperm!  I'm not letting
that one eyed snake anywhere near me, especially now!  I'm almost exactly
at the `hot' part of my cycle!  I'll probably ovulate tomorrow.  I'm not
letting even one of your nasty sperms anywhere near my body!  You just get
busy and shake the dew off of that lily, and I'll record all the action
for, uh, later use!"



   Blushing from head to toe, Sarah began to masturbate while her beautiful
coworker watched and recorded.  "Brandy please, could, um, could you at
least unbutton your blouse?" she huffed as her hand stroked faster.



   "Maybe next time." The busty blonde laughed.  "If I do anything like
that, it'll be while you're shackled to the bed or something.  I don't want
you so over stimulated that you jump my bones and steal my virginity!" she
blushed.  "I have to be careful, you know.  I may not have the willpower to
fight you off!"



   Sarah bit her lower lip while she continued.  This was exciting her,
despite being treated like some kind of performing animal.  She hated part
of herself for not having the strength to either tell Brandy to go to Hell,
or just grabbing the blonde and doing what she most wanted to do.  "If, if
I was tied up" she stammered "If I was tied up, and you were totally safe,
could, could you then give me a hand job?"



   Brandy giggled.  "Only if you are a very good girl.  Maybe after I have
my wonderful two weeks of vacation, I'll give you a special treat.  I'll
handcuff you to my bed and let you have the honor of getting my very first
titty fuck.  I'll grease up my boobs, and go to town on that big ol' cock
of yours!"



   "Oh, oh my God!" Sarah gasped.  Her cock between those massive breasts
would be like heaven on Earth!  Her free hand shaking, she snatched up the
coffee cup and held it at the ready.  "I'm cumming!" she announced
needlessly as a thick gush of seminal fluid blasted from the swollen head
of her cock.  That first streamer hit the inside of the cup with enough
force to slosh back up over the rim and run glisteningly down the side.



   "Keep going!" Brandy ordered equally unneeded as Sarah rose up on her
toes while wildly pumping her throbbing cock.  "Fill that damn cup!"



   The idea of titty fucking Brandy's wondrous assets put Sarah into
overdrive!  Panting and moaning, she stroked for all she was worth!  Being
recorded seemed to add to the moment.  Masturbating alone had never been
like this!  When her soul shaking orgasm finally eased to an end, the
coffee cup was heavy with her issue.  Some had sloshed over to run down and
drip all over the floor, but Sarah had done what she had been ordered to
do. The pearly fluid was just a quarter inch below the rim of the extra
large cup!



   Brandy moved in for a close up.  "Holy shit on a shingle!" she exclaimed
when she saw just how much liquid was retained.  "Now that's what I call
impressive.  Whenever I give a hand job, it's always spurt-spurt-spurt. 
Three good shots of cum, and then it's all over.  How do you make so much?
A guy is lucky if he can fill a spoon.  You filled a freakin' twenty ounce
cup!  That's totally amazing!" she paused for a second.  "Now drink it!"



   "What?  I can't drink it!" Sarah came very close to dropping the cup. 
"That's disgusting!  There's no way I could ever drink a cup of my own
cum!" It wasn't exactly a lie.  At home she never used a cup.  Her cock was
long enough, and she was limber enough, that Sarah was an old pro at
autofellatio.  It was a great way to keep the sheets clean if she woke up
(like she did every single day) with a case of morning wood.  It also
helped if she was running late and had to skip breakfast.  It was like a
home made protein energy drink to start the day off right with!



   "Do it or I'll make Paris Hilton look like a prude when I post YOUR
videos!"



   "Don't record this part!" she begged as she raised the cup to her lips.
The familiar musky scent made her nostrils flair.  Brandy kept the iPhone's
lens pointed right at her.  "Please Brandy, don't ever post this part!"
Slowly the cup reached her lips.  Slower still, the cup tilted.  Warm thick
musky fluid passed between Sarah's lips as the semen flooded over her
tongue to fill her mouth.



   "Don't swallow yet!" Brandy said softly.  "Prove it's in your mouth! 
Give me a show!"



   Lowering the cup, Sarah formed a nice wide "O" with her lips.  Blushing
fiercely, she wiggled her tongue sloppily in the pool of ejaculate while
Brandy practically shoved the camera into her open mouth.  After taking a
couple of seconds to gargle noisily with her issue, she hastily gulped if
down.  "Was that good?" she asked thickly as the fluid warmed her stomach.



   "Oh shit, that was great!" Brandy sounded out of breath, and her own
face was flushed after that delightfully obscene display.  "Do the rest! 
Slop some on your face!  Pour it in your hair!" she laughed at Sarah's
wordless cry of dismay.  "Okay, don't pour it in your hair.  We'll save
that for when I titty fuck you after my vacation.  Now drink your spunk
like a good little dick-girl!  I want to see you swallow every drop you
shot off!"



   Stopping to gargle and blow little nasty bubbles with each sip, it took
Sarah nearly ten minutes to finish drinking down the warm gooey fluid she
had ejaculated into the cup.



   For the rest of the day Sarah felt rather insecure and at loose ends. 
She had slopped quite a bit of the semen down herself and was sure everyone
could smell it on her.  That wasn't what had her feeling so nervous and
exposed though.  Brandy, bitch that she was, had stolen her underpants! 
The redhead felt like everyone could tell she was left swinging in the
breeze under her skirt!



   The next day was the company Christmas party, and Sarah was determined
to enjoy herself.  For the first time in her life, she felt like she had
friends.  Granted, she wanted to screw each and every woman working for
BDI, but putting that urge aside, most of her fellow employees were so very
nice to her.  Even blackmailing Brandy didn't seem to be doing it out of
malice.  Sarah found the thought of the sexy blonde diddling her kitty to
the videos she had filmed to be most stimulating!



   Sarah walked into Unit Sixteen with a spring in her step and a Santa
Claus hat on her head.  It went so very well with the nineteen fifties
vintage red velvet Anne Fogarty dress she had found on a recent thrift
store jaunt.  The fuzzy white trimmed hat matched the ruby red fabric
perfectly!  Not to mention her flame red hair, which for once she let hang
loose over her shoulders.



   Misty nearly dropped her glass of egg nog when she spotted her.  "It's
the Woman in Red.  Sarah, you're gorgeous!"



   Blushing prettily, the redhead gave a little twirl.  Unlike Brandy with
her tight skirt, the dress flared out very dramatically as she completed
her turn.  "Thank you Misty.  I saw this dress, and just had to have it!"
she smiled at her coworker.  The dainty Asian was wearing a red silk dress,
with a daring slit that left very little to the imagination.  "You look
simply lovely!"



   Kathy actually clapped her hands.  "Mrs.  Claus, I've been a very good
girl!  I want some decorations for the tree from Tiffany's!"



   "Okay, but you better really have been good." Sarah's heart gave a
little flutter.  The lanky brunet was wearing the exact same dress as
Misty, only cut for her more grown up figure.  "Uh, the dress looks very
good on you, too."



   "Sarah, didn't you know?" Misty went to Kathy, and slipped an arm around
the taller woman's waist.  "We're life partners, and if the stupid
government would get its act together, we'll be married."



   She was puzzled by the comments the two had made about fucking and
contraceptives, but Sarah found she was genuinely happy for the two women.
"I think that's wonderful!" she gushed.  "Now that I'm sure, I can honestly
say you guys make a beautiful couple." She grinned happily.  "I think the
contrast of height and skin tones between you is very sexy." She went on
perhaps a bit too much.  "I bet you two would look very exotic naked
together." She clapped a hand over her mouth.  "Please forget I said that!
I think maybe I should go sink into the floor somewhere."



   Misty only smiled kindly.  "Why should we forget such a heartfelt
complement?  It's better then some of the nasty things we have heard."



   Brandy, dressed in a micro-skirt and blouse that made her usual attire
look chaste and innocent, took that moment to make a very dramatic little
performance.  "COUGH-COUGH-dykes-COUGH." She shook her head.  "Oh, excuse
me.  I must have swallowed something wrong."



   Sarah was shocked.  Brandy's little excursion in blackmail was perhaps
forgivable, but this blatant bigotry was inexcusable!  She spun around to
face the trashily dressed blonde, but felt a hand gently rest on her
shoulder.  "Let it go." Misty said softly.  "Knowing most people are happy
for us is all that matters."



   "If you say so." Sarah sighed.  She may have a dick, but she was
ninety-nine percent female.  Brandy was a hypocrite with how she openly
drooled over her, yet mocked two people for being in love!  "I wish you
guys all the very best." She blushed again.  "When you get married, be sure
to invite me to the wedding!"



   "You got it!" Kathy said with a warm smile.  "You can be our flower
girl, being how you're almost as tiny as my better half."



   "I'll show you tiny!"



   Amanda entered and tapped a long fingernail against the empty wine glass
she held.  The clear bell like tone caught everyone's attention.  "I have
good news!  Dr.  Conner has authorized me to reveal the end product of Unit
Sixteen's research and development to our newcomers, Brandy and Sarah. 
Follow me, ladies.  We are about to witness the fruit of our labors over
the last year!  It's time for a practical demonstration!"



   Sarah stared at Amanda as she led the group down a corridor she had
never entered before.  The elegant woman wore what looked to be some kind
of uniform.  Supple and clinging, the shimmering silver fabric highlighted
the woman's figure most excitingly, especially the hypnotic sway of her
lovely bottom.  The redhead felt a familiar stirring, and was glad she had
used foresight and strapped her cock down with a custom ordered jockstrap
to prevent a red velvet tent!



   They entered a large chamber, and Sarah stared in awe.  "I knew we were
working on a very unusual control and power system, but this is more then I
hoped for in my wildest dreams!"



   Brandy looked around and gave a little sniff.  "What are you going on
about, Sarah dear?  It's just the control console we helped build,
installed over a corny light up disco floor."



   Amanda stood behind the podium like structure supporting the unit they
had all helped to make a reality.  "Continue, Sarah.  I'm very curious to
hear what you have to say."



   Blushing, the redhead took a deep breath.  It helped that Misty and
Kathy gave her such encouraging smiles.  "Um, it looks like, what I mean
is, simply from appearances, I've read about such things, and even seen
them on the Sy-Fy channel." She took another breath, and gathered all her
nerve.  "It's a matter transporter!  What's the range?  Are we really going
to try it out?"



   Brandy snorted.  "Jeeze, don't make an ass of yourself, Sarah!  Do you
think this is some kind of nerd-fest Trekky convention?"



   Ignoring her, Sarah continued.  "Amanda, I know I'm right!" She charged
onto the glowing white surface of the `disco dance floor' and trembled with
excitement.  "Do it!  Activate!  Engage!  Make it so!  Push a button!"



   Amanda, Kathy and Misty all looked at each other and grinned.  Misty
started it, but soon all three were applauding.  "Very good!" Amanda said
with a grin.  "I knew you would recognize the truth.  You have inherited
more then a bit of your mother's intuition and intellect."



   Brandy mounted the platform, stiletto heels clicking as she joined
Sarah. "Very funny!" she said mockingly.  "I knew we were working on a high
energy power and control system, but it isn't very nice to tease Sarah just
because she's a nerd.  Joke's over."



   Misty and Kathy joined them.  "Its better then teasing her about more
personal and private things." The Asian said softly.



   "I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about!" the blonde stated
sharply.



   Sarah didn't even notice the exchange.  She was staring at Amanda as her
boss manipulated the controls before joining them.  "It's a very good joke"
The lights flickered, and suddenly the four women were standing in a
completely different room.  "Don't you agree, Brandy?"



   Sarah looked around in childlike wonder.  "I knew it!  I knew it!" she
grinned.  "Momma would have been thrilled over this!"



   Brandy took a step, and moaned as she traveled a bit farther then
expected.  "What's wrong with me?  I, I feel all weird and light!  Where
are we?"



   Amanda laughed.  "I bet Sarah would like to take a guess."



   Sarah stood up on her toes, and gave a little bounce.  She stuck a hand
in one of the pockets at her hip, and took out her house key.  Rising her
hand high, she let the key drop.  It fell quite a bit slower then expected.
She thought a moment.  "1.6 meters per second per second free fall rate,
I'd guess." Her eyes opened wide in wondrous joy.  "It's the moon!  Oh my
God, we're on the moon!  This is some kind of lunar base!" Jumping for joy,
she managed to bump her head on the ceiling.  Far from being hurt, she
laughed like a little girl as she settled to her feet.  "This is the best
day of my life!"



   Brandy shook her head.  "I, um, I knew that.  Of course we're on the
moon.  Anyone can tell that!" She took another step, and nearly fell off of
her heels.  "Why are we here.  That's what I'd like to know!"



   Sarah's cock surged against the strap holding it.  The moon was doing
very interesting things for Brandy.  The blonde's rather stunningly large
breasts were firmer and much higher looking then Sarah had ever seen them.
At one sixth normal gravity, there was none of the sag that even the best
made custom bra couldn't prevent.  Those titanic breasts had taken on the
shape of near perfect spheres, with out ever knowing a plastic surgeon's
knife!  With every unsteady step she took, they quivered in ways that made
Sarah's blood surge!



   She wasn't alone in watching the show, either.  Amanda finally tore her
eyes away and cleared her throat.  "Ladies, we are here for a Christmas
party!  Follow me!"



   Amanda Kathy and Misty all seemed to have no trouble walking.  They had
obviously been here before.  Sarah felt proud that she caught on almost
instantly.  Brandy though, seemed to be having a problem.  After the first
few tentative steps, she managed to overbalance and fell forward with
astonishing slowness to the floor below.



   Misty gave a strangled gasp.  "Oh shit!  Did you see that?  She fucking
bounced!  Brandy bounced on those beach ball boobs of hers!" Kathy giggled
as Misty made a show of fanning her face with her hand, as if it had
suddenly grown quite warm.  "I want a couple of basketballs for Christmas!
They'll have me, uh, `dribbling' all damn day!"



   "Shut up!" Brandy shouted from the floor.  "I don't swing that way!"



   "Obviously not!" Kathy laughed.  "You sure bounce that way though!"



   Amanda sighed as they waited for Brandy to regain her footing.  "Miss
Cognac, why not take off those rather formidable shoes?"



   "Yeah, right." The blonde said hotly as she slipped off her wicked eight
inch stiletto heeled transparent Lucite platform slides.  "Okay, this is a
bit better.' She announced as she finally managed to match the gliding
steps of the others.  "Hey, did anyone remember to bring the Pollyanna
gifts?"



   "Everything has been set up." Amanda grinned.  "This is a party, after
all!"



   Sarah looked around her and felt a silly grin plaster over her face. 
The rather plain but large room held nearly a thousand stunningly beautiful
woman.  Some of them wore the same shimmering uniform that Amanda had
chosen to wear.  Others were dressed to the nines for the party.  For
someone like her, it was like being in heaven!  She watched as Amanda made
her way across, stopping at various tables to share a few words with
smiling people on the way.  Her heart did a little flip when her boss
reached Dr.  Helen Conner.  Amanda took the lovely woman into her arms and
gave her a rather passionate kiss.



   This pleased Sarah greatly.  It was always beautiful to see women
together!  It pleased her even more that the statuesque Dr.  Conner shared
the same shade of red hair as hers.  A woman in a vintage gown in electric
blue, looked on proudly as the two obvious lovers kissed.  She also had the
same flame red shade of hair.  She looked so much like a younger version of
Dr.  Conner that she must have been her daughter.  This woman was holding
hands with a petite blonde that was just beginning to show a very pretty
little baby bump under the Japanese school girl uniform she was
inexplicably wearing.  Sarah almost drooled as a wonderful hopeful
suspicion began to grow in her mind.



   Brandy broke her train of though.  "This is great!  Bio-Dynamic
Industries has a secret base on the moon!" her voice dropped to a whisper.
"I bet I can sell news like this to every rag sheet in the country!" She
held up her ever present iPhone and grinned.  "Hey, I wonder if anyone has
gone out to check if Apollo eleven really did land at Tranquility Base.  I
bet there's nothing there but a laser reflector on an unmanned Lander!"



   Fiercely loyal to her love of spaceflight, Sarah glared at the blonde.
"Don't be obtuse!  How could something on that grand a scale be faked?"



   Misty laughed.  "I've been to the Sea of Tranquility.  It's true
alright. They don't let anyone closer then ten thousand feet; so as to not
disturb the historic footprints, but you can see everything."



   "I heard that someone even found one of Alan Shepard's golf balls."
Kathy added.  "They say it was almost two whole miles from the Apollo
fourteen landing site!"



   "Whatever!" Brandy shrugged it off.  "Let's open our Pollyanna gifts! 
Look, the other departments are opening theirs!"



   They sat at the table reserved for them, not that they were isolated. 
Women were constantly milling about, greeting and laughing with friends
from the other tables.  Sarah felt so at ease.  Her little difference
didn't even enter her mind as she watched the parade of beauty flowing by.
Well, it sort of did.  She strained mightily at her snug fitting jock
strap, but that was a small price to pay!  "Yes, let's open presents!"



   Brandy grinned like the cat that swallowed the canary as she handed
Sarah the first gift wrapped package.  "I was so glad I picked your name,
Sarah dear.  I just know you'll get lots of use out of what I picked out
for you!  I sure hope it's big enough." She picked up a glass of wine and
lifted it to Sarah.  "Merry Christmas!" She sipped the wine and smiled. 
"This is nice!" she downed the glass, and happily accepted another from a
passing server.



   A tiny note of warning went off in Sarah's mind, but the joy of the day
and where she was drowned it out.  "Thank you so much, Brandy!" she said
cheerfully as she tore at the pretty paper like an eager child.  For one
split second, just the span of a heartbeat, she thrilled at what she saw.
She had wanted one for simply ages, but embarrassment and fear of internet
fraud had always prevented her from placing the order.  Then, her heart
seemed to turn to ice as the reality of the situation sank in. 
"F-Fleshlight?" she gasped as she stared at the adult toy meant for men to
insert their erect penises into so masturbation could simulate actual
intercourse with a woman.  Shameful tears stung her eyes.  "Oh Brandy, how
could you?"



   Amanda spoke softly as her hand lovingly squeezed Sarah's shoulder.  "I
know it's your gift, but perhaps you could lend it to me for a night.  I've
always been curious to see if it really feels like, well, the real thing. I
promise to wash my mess out of it before I return it to you."



   "What?" Sarah gasped, as she turned to face her boss.  Not being able to
help herself, her eyes wandered downward over that lovely toned body.  Up
close, she noticed a distinct and rather large outline in the supple
silvery uniform, right at crotch level.  "What is going on?"



   Kathy grabbed the box from her.  "Why did they make it look like a
flashlight?  I ordered mine from Japan, and it's just a tight transparent
pink silicone sleeve that's sort of bumpy on the inside.  I love being able
to see my cock sliding in and out of it."



   Misty laughed.  "Who ordered it from Japan?  You stole it and claimed it
as your own!"



   "Oh, stop being greedy!" The brunet giggled.  "It's long enough that we
can both use it at the same time.  You love cock-bumpin' me when we use it
together, admit it!"



   "Okay, I admit it!  Sharing is caring.  Besides, the suction is so damn
intense when you're cock is plugging the other end!" She grinned at Sarah.
"Be sure to use only water based lubricants with that.  Anything petroleum
based will ruin the silicone."



   A lovely Hispanic woman paused as she passed their table.  "Oh, are you
talking about onaholes?  My mate bought me a Tenga Flip Hole for when she
has to go on business trips." She blushed prettily.  "They're much easier
to clean then the solid tube kind.  Just pop it open and lick it, um, I
mean rinse it out."



   A petite and nearly to term pregnant woman grabbed the passing woman's
arm.  "Jeeze Ladonna, just tell everyone our business!  Sorry ladies.  I
had to buy her one.  There's no telling how many of us Earth girls miss
randy pants here would knock up if I didn't insist she calm herself with
that little toy!"



   "Molly!" Ladonna protested as she was dragged away.  "It wasn't my
fault. Your twin sister Polly tricked me into thinking she was you
role-playing you were her!  When are you going to forgive me?  You know I
use the flip hole now!  You watch me use it at least five times a day on
the web-cam when you're out of town!"



   "That's not all I know!  I know I found lipstick smudges all over your
cock last week, in Polly's shade!"



   "That was just a goodbye kiss before she went off on her honeymoon!"



   "I'm just lucky that YOUR sister didn't mind marrying that little
knocked up home wrecking whore!  I'd go crazy if I had to share your pretty
penis with her full time!"



   Sarah stared after the receding couple.  Her heart thawed.  In fact, her
heart swelled with growing happiness.  "All of you?  Everyone here is like
me?"



   Amanda laughed.  "Not everyone." She pinned a nervous Brandy with her
eyes.  "Eighty percent of the women here are just like you, Sarah dear. 
Twenty percent are native to this dimension, and have been brought into our
secret by crewmembers that fell in love with them.  Our ship crashed here
after jumping a dimensional barrier thirty years ago.  Relying on our four
surviving shuttlecraft and ten salvaged escape pods, we've managed to
secretly build this base on the moon's far side so we could continue to
experiment with ways to return to our own Earth.  Recreating the main
ship's matter transporter means we no longer have to risk our shuttles
being detected by Earth's military." She smiled.  "Life does go on though,
and quite a few of use have produced offspring." She smiled at Misty and
Kathy.  "Your mother was one of us.  We were all saddened by her passing."



   "One of us?" the redhead's eyes opened wide.  "I, I'm not human, am I?"



   "Yes and no.  Your parent may have come from the Earth I was born on,
but technically you are human.  Our worlds are so very much alike.  The
main difference is we have no men, and thusly, have had far fewer wars. 
That is how our technology advanced quite a bit past that of Earth's.  It's
been a struggle to try and make due with what is available to work with
here, but we're getting the job done!"



   "Parent?" Sarah felt a little flutter deep inside.  Momma did always
insist she be very careful, and never so much as touch her vagina if she
had any semen on her fingers after a good stroke off session!  It looks
like she had a good reason to warn her!  High school would have been simply
horrible if she had accidentally knocked herself up!  "Do you mean that
momma, uh, `arranged' things by herself?"



   "Yes." Amanda smiled.  "Self-insemination is quite acceptable among The
People.  Have no fear.  There is no shame or stigma attached to being the
result of single body procreation."



   Brandy looked around with a rather startled look on her face.  "Uh-oh."
She managed to mumble as understanding bloomed.  "Uh, Sarah, you do know I
was just teasing, right?" she turned to Amanda.  "I, um, I quit.  Call this
my official resignation!  Could you please beam me down, or whatever the
hell you call it?  I, I have to go home right now!"



   "To tell the world about us, and post videos on Youtube?" Amanda smiled
sweetly.  "The supply room does have surveillance.  Do you think you're the
only one who has a camera?"



   "There's more video of me floating around?" Sarah felt her face grow
hot, but her cock betrayed her true feelings by giving a little happy
twitch.  "Oh no, please say there isn't!"



   Misty reached across the table and patted the upset redhead's hand.  "I
know this may not help, but you are the hit of the crew.  Everyone is
impressed with your length, girth, and the sheer volume of your issue.  I
know I am!  I don't think any of The People can match you.  Watch out for
the maintenance staff though.  They actually started a fan club in your
honor.  They may come after you for autographs, uh, and other things"



   Kathy giggled.  "I know somebody right here who spontaneously jizzed her
pants when we watched it happening live.  She spent the rest of the workday
sitting with a big gooey mess in her drawers!"



   "Can you blame me?  She gargled with it!" Misty said dreamily.  "You
know how hot semen play makes me!  She drank every drop.  It was when she
licked off her fingers when she was finished that finally got me though."
She looked downward and giggled.  "Um, I better not stand up for a while.
My periscope has gone up just thinking about it."



   The nervousness melted away from Sarah.  She smiled at Misty.  "Do you
ever watch bukkake videos?  Those are the best!" she gave what she hoped
was a friendly little wink.  "Especially when they feature pretty little
Asian girls getting messy faces."



   Kathy snapped her fingers.  "That's it!  Sarah, you are so coming over
for dinner!  Misty can be dessert!" She grinned as her face went red. 
"It'll have to wait a couple more weeks though.  I'm not letting my little
baby doll be exposed to anyone's sperm until I'm certain it was my cock
that knocked her up!"



   "Well, that goes for me, too." Misty winked back at Sarah.  Remember
when we were all talking about condoms and diaphragms?  That night Kathy
and I went home and threw ours in the trash.  We're both a bit late now,
and are reasonably sure we shot babies into each other's bellies that very
night!"



   Kathy moaned.  "Shut up Misty!  Now my elevator is at the top floor! 
Our dresses are going to be ruined if we don't do something!" The two women
dragged their chairs closer to each other.  Leaning together, they both
grabbed a linen napkin and their hands mysteriously vanished beneath the
table as they came to each other's emotional rescue.



   Brandy looked more then a little frightened now, and nervously drank
down the glass of wine set before her as she watched the two obviously
tugging up each other's dresses and begin jacking each other under the
table.  A diligent server replaced it with a full glass almost immediately.
"Send me home, please!  I won't post any videos!  Here, merry Christmas!"
she gave her iPhone to Sarah.  "I'll even keep paying the bill!  Let me go
back to Earth!"



   Amanda smiled knowingly at Brandy.  "We can send you home right now, but
I should warn you that we have documented video evidence that you used
blackmail to extort one hundred dollars from an employee of mine.  That
will be passed on to the police first thing in the morning on our next
business day."



   Her pulse thundered in her ears as Sarah thought forbidden thoughts. 
"I, um, I don't think we need to do that, Amanda." She boldly leaned over
and kissed Brandy's cheek.  "I think you should give us a chance to `talk'
over our differences."



   Hand shaking, Brandy grabbed a wine glass from the tray carried by a
smiling young woman dressed in one of the shimmering silver uniforms.  She
gulped it down.  "I, we, have nothing to talk about." She stammered.  One
thing burned brightly in her mind just now.  If she was investigated by the
police, they would surely discover the little trick she had pulled with the
credit card she had `borrowed' from an old lady at the grocery store.  They
were really cracking down on identity theft these days.  Nobody would
understand that she just needed to pay off her college loans!  She grabbed
another wine glass, and drained it just as fast as the last.



   Sarah watched Brandy squirm, and she liked it!  Before she continued,
Dr. Helen Conner had strolled over to their table.  "Sarah, it's so nice to
finally meet you." She said with a bright smile.  That smile grew brighter
when Amanda gave a single nod.  "I see you now know the truth of your
origin.  I sincerely hope it hasn't come as too much of a shock."



   Jumping to her feet, Sarah grabbed the woman's hand in both of hers. 
"I'm so very happy, but a little confused.  How come momma never told me?"
she blushed.  "She knew I'm a real science fiction fan, and love studying
the space program."



   "Our project to return to our Homeworld is very long term.  Some of us
elected to try assimilation.  You were raised as a human with that in mind,
as was my own daughter." A look of sadness crossed the older woman's face.
"Crystal was taken from us far too soon by that intoxicated driver.  She
was so looking forward to telling you everything as a sort of gift on your
twenty-first birthday, too." She shook her head sadly.  "Crystal was my
younger sister, and my First Officer.  I would have told you myself, but I
fear I was a bit cowardly over it.  You see, I had done something I feared
you would not approve of."



   Everything else was forgotten for the moment.  Sarah squeezed her new
found aunt's hand tighter.  "I think maybe you should tell me everything."
She said softly.



   "Perhaps you are right." Helen took a deep breath.  It would be a lie to
say Sarah didn't watch the rise and fall of the woman's impressive breasts
intently.  "As you are probably aware, Mr.  Alan Buttermen had thirteen DUI
convictions to his name.  I had decided that since Earthly laws were not
giving him the punishment he so obviously deserved, I needed to step in."



   "He vanished just before the trial last year." Sarah said softly.



   "Yes.  Mr.  Buttermen was thrilled to be abducted by what he referred to
as `Space Whores'." Helen looked grim.  "He was thrilled right up to the
point he realized that there wasn't a pressure suit for him as we donned
ours."



   "Where is he now?"



   Amanda took over.  "Your aunt and I chucked his worthless whimpering
hide out the airlock.  He'll orbit Jupiter for perhaps another five years
before orbital decay will force him to make atmospheric insertion.  Then,
whatever's left of him will impact the Jovian surface."



   Sarah thought it over for a moment.  The monster that stole away her
mother was single, had no friends due to his downright nasty personality,
was unemployed for the same reason, and since he was orphaned in early
childhood, had no family to miss him.  Nobody but the police even cared
that he went missing.  "Good!" was all she said before changing the subject
to a much happier one.  "You guys, um, I mean we celebrated Christmas back
home?"



   Helen was smiling again, looking greatly relieved.  "Certainly!  Every
child eagerly awaits Tanta Claus on the night of her ride!"



   Brandy chose that moment to interrupt.  "You aliens better return me to
Earth!" she shouted, as she snatched yet another wineglass.  "I have
rights! You, you can't throw me out any airlocks over a hundred dollars!"



   Helen looked startled.  "Sarah dear, perhaps you had better calm your
girlfriend down.  She seems a bit agitated."



   "Girlfriend?  No, oh no, no, no!" Brandy guzzled her wine, and rose from
the table.  Low gravity combined with the wine she had consumed, gave the
sexy blonde a decidedly wobbly stance as she made her stand.  "I'm nobody's
girlfriend!  I just want to go home!"



   Amanda smiled.  "Yes Sarah, please take Brandy somewhere quiet and, um,
talk to her."



   Helen gave a slight nod and waved over one of the servers passing out
hors D'oeuvres, and actually took the tray.  "Ensign, please show my niece
and her friend somewhere quiet they can `relax' for a while."



   "Yes Captain!" The woman smiled knowingly, eyeing Brandy with obvious
approval.  "Please follow me."



   Sarah watched Misty and Kathy for a moment before leaving the table. 
Both were breathing rather heavily as their arms pumped over each other's
crotches.  Nobody seemed to mind in the least as the wonton display
continued.  The look of mutual bliss on their faces was simply lovely!  "Oh
Shit!" Misty gasped.  "D-Dropped my napkin!" her free hand fumbled, and
gathered a bunch of tablecloth to hold at the ready.  "Its okay Kathy,
please don't stop!  I'm almost there!"



   "Me too!" Kathy whimpered.  "Speed up just a touch, and we'll go off
together!"



   "My aunt's the Captain?" Sarah asked as she finally tore herself away
and guided the slightly unsteady Brandy along to what was surely going to
be an even more exciting time.  "That's cool!"



   "Yes, it is." They sexy raven haired beauty had the most seductive way
of swaying her hips as they glided along.  "We're all devoted to her, and
I'm not just saying that because she bedded me last night, either."



   Sarah giggled.  "Good for her!  I hope you guys had fun!"



   "Yes indeed!  Everyone approves of the Captain's, um, hands on approach
to leadership." She stopped as a door silently slid open.  "You won't be
interrupted here.  It's one of out privacy suites.  Please state your
name."



   "Sarah Paling."



   "Good, now the door is keyed to your voice.  It won't open unless you
and you alone tell it to." The willowy woman smiled.  "If you need
anything, just call out for Ensign Lisa Coates.  The communications system
will let me know." She pointedly looked Brandy up and down, and ran the tip
of her tongue over full lips.  "Anything at all, and I'll be more then
happy to help in any way I can!" The door slid shut.



   Looking around, Sarah had to smile.  As a suite, it left much to be
desired.  The large compartment was completely empty, save for the vacant
hooks, a little cubby drawer, and shelves along one wall.  There was one
door that lead to a rather spacious bathroom, and that was it.  Oh, there
was also a window running the length of the far wall, giving a breathtaking
view of the lunar surface!  A thought struck her.  It wasn't a bedroom, per
say, or anyone's living quarters.  This `suite' was for hook ups!  She
prodded the floor with the toe of her patent leather pump.  It was softly
padded.  With the low gravity here, it was probably more comfortable then
the most expensive bed ever created back on Earth!



   Brandy shrugged free of Sarah's arm and breasts jiggling, made her way
unsteadily to the door.  "Open up!" she yelled at it's unyielding surface.
"I need to get out of here!" she spun around.  "Sarah, can you work the
transporter?  I gave you my iPhone!  You owe me a present!  You have to
send me home!"



   Sarah was on an emotional high.  Here she was, on the moon, in a small
room with a beautiful and sexy woman that couldn't open the door!  Her
people seemed so open and honest about sexual matters.  Why else would they
have rooms such as this, that anyone could just use at a moment's notice?
Brandy was more then a little drunk, and they were so far from Earth, and
yes, it's laws.  Simply anything could happen on this magical day!  Sarah
stepped closer to the blonde pounding on the heavy door.  "Calm down
Brandy.' She said softly as she gingerly began to stroke the woman's back.
"It's wonderful here.  Let's just enjoy the view for a moment."



   Brandy jumped at the contact, and when someone jumps on the moon, they
mean business.  Bouncing off the ceiling, the blonde rubbed her head as she
settled back to the floor.  "Don't touch me." She said nervously as she
backed away from the smiling redhead.  "D-Don't get any, uh, ideas! 
There's gonna be no cherry poppin' on the fuckin' moon today!"



   Holding out the iPhone, Sarah smiled sweetly.  "I know.  How about you
film another video?  I bet in this gravity, I can shoot clear across the
room!  Wouldn't you like to see that?"



   Swaying a little, Brandy took the phone.  "That, that would be
somethin'." she said quietly.  "Promise you won't do anything funny?"



   Sarah held up her hand.  "I promise.  I won't do anything you'll find
funny!"



   "Well" the tipsy blonde thought it over for a long moment.  "Okay.  Take
off your Lucy Ricardo dress, and get nekked!"



   This time, Sarah was eager to comply!  She coyly turned her back and
kicked off her pumps.  "Unzip me?" she asked sweetly.  It was just about
the biggest erotic thrill of her life to feel Brandy's delicate touch as
the zipper was lowered.  Slowly slipping out of the vintage dress, she
couldn't help a grin at the incongruity of finding a wooden hanger on the
moon, and carefully hung the garment up to prevent wrinkles.  With a view
like that through the large pressure window, you'd expect a chill.  Not so.
The warm air caressed Sarah's skin as she slipped out of her bra and jock
strap.  Folding them neatly, she slid open the little cubby, meaning to
stash them inside.  The shimmering fabric of a spare uniform made her
smile. She was naked, now she had a way to talk Brandy into the same
condition!



   "What's that?" Brandy asked curiously as the now naked Sarah pulled
supple fabric from the drawer.



   "It's one of their, um, my people's uniforms." She smiled innocently. 
"I bet you'd look simply gorgeous in it.  You have the perfect body to
model something so clingy." She moved as if to put it back.  "Never mind,
forget I said that.  My aunt the Captain would never let you wear the
uniform of my people."



   "The hell with that!" Brandy shouted.  "You think I ain't good enough,
just cause I don't got a prick!  I'll show you!"



   Sarah was overjoyed when the tipsy woman put down the iPhone, and began
to unbutton her blouse.  "I can't let you try it on!" She said, trying not
to grin like an idiot.  "It wouldn't be right.  I'll get in trouble if my
aunt finds out!"



   "I don't care if you get in trouble!" Brandy slipped out of her blouse,
and unbuttoned her skirt.  "You just be ready to squirt off a big ol load,
you space alien!"



   Sarah stared at lacy matching pink Bra and panty Brandy wore.  "Um, I'll
be ready." When the blonde lunged at the drawer, Sarah uttered one tiny
hopeful phrase.  "I bet panty-lines are a bitch with that fabric."



   Hands reaching for the drawer, Brandy paused.  "You just wanna see my
coochie." She said smugly.  "I'm too smart for you!" The slightly
inebriated woman stuck out her tongue.  "You can't fool me!"



   "I didn't see any panty lines on my aunt." Sarah said quietly.  "Amanda
looked great in hers, too.  She sure didn't wear anything to spoil the
lines!" Her eyes narrowed.  "Go ahead and leave yours on though.  I bet
Misty and Kathy will bust a gut laughing at your Fashion Fail!"



   "Those Bitches!" Brandy stomped her foot.  Sarah felt her cock throb as
those beautiful breasts gently swayed and bobbed.  "I'll show them!"
Fumbling a bit unsteadily, the blonde soon shrugged out of her bra.  She
threw it in Sarah's face.  "I'll look better then all of you space
dick-girls!  You'll see!"



   Far from insulted, Sarah reveled as the still warm cup settled over her
face.  She grabbed at it, but paused to inhale.  Brandy wasn't wearing a
scent, but her own essence was thrilling!  "I always cut my tags off." She
said quietly as she checked this one out.  "44H!" she whispered, the sound
of worshipful awe in her voice.  "Oh Brandy, I knew you were big, but this
is like a gift from the heavens!"



   Brandy had just finished slipping her panties down when she heard the
breathless quality of Sarah's voice.  "Don't look at me!" she cried as she
tried to cover both her impressive chest, and the exposed cleft between her
legs.  The nervous woman's arm wasn't nearly what was needed to hide those
treasures as she attempted to keep them from Sarah's eager eyes!



   "Brandy, you're so beautiful!" Sarah sighed.  "You're bigger then Dolly
Parton!"



   That brought a snort of laughter from Brandy.  Sarah was also pleased to
see the lovely woman lower her arm from her chest, and move the hand that
was covering her most private of privates.  "Do you listen to her sing, or
are you just a big titty fan?"



   "Both!"



   "I guess it's okay if you look them." She shook her finger in warning.
"No touchy though!"



   Distraction!  Sarah needed something to keep Brandy's mind off of her
erection!  "Oh God, would you just look at that view?" she said softly,
after tearing her eyes away from the much more inviting sight of Brandy's
lovely pouty labia, and baby smooth hairless state.  She walked up to the
window, and put her hand against it.  The thick panel didn't even feel cold
to her touch.  "Just think of it, Brandy.  You're one of the very few Earth
humans ever to see this!"



   "It looks scary." Brandy whispered, as she joined Sarah.



   "It's beautiful!" Taking a risk, Sarah took Brandy's hand in hers.  "I'm
glad I'm seeing it with you."



   "Sarah" after a pause, she continued in a soft whisper.  "Do you hate
me?"



   "Of course not, Brandy." It was time for a bigger risk.  Slipping in
back of the blonde, Sarah snuggled up against her.  With a little wriggle,
she seated her thick hardness along the delectable cleft between the two
perfect hemispheres of the woman's heiny, while she slipped her arms around
her slender waist.



   "W-What are you doing?" Brandy gave a shiver, but didn't actually pull
away.  "I said no touchy!"



   "I'm not hurting you." She humped a little, and thrilled at the smooth
flesh partially enveloping and warming her cock.  "Oh Brandy, I'd never
hurt you!" she breathed while curious hands moved.  Sarah moaned softly
when she felt the inviting warmth of Brandy's sex.  Her fingers gently
stroked lips dampened with the silken moisture of feminine arousal.



   "You, you just be careful!" Brandy panted.  "I, I s-said no touchy, and
I, I m-meant it!"



   Sarah gently nuzzled her face in shimmering blonde hair, and softly
kissed the back of the taller woman's shoulder.  "There's something we can
do." She whispered.  "It'll feel so good, and you'll stay a virgin."



   "What?" the blonde pulled away and faced the hermaphrodite seductress
with a look of panic on her face.  "No, no, no way!  I don't want that up
my butt!  It's way too big!  I will not let you try and stuff that in my
be-hind!"



   "No, not that!" Sarah giggled.  "It's something I read about in a dirty
story once.  Just lean forward and spread your legs a little, so I can put
my cock between your thighs." She wasn't a religious person, but Sarah
prayed that Brandy had enough alcohol in her system to lower her
inhibitions, and to make her more then a little trusting.  "You're so wet!
I'll just slide back and forth along your labia.  It'll feel wonderful for
both of us, and be totally safe.  If I cum, it'll just shoot all over the
window."



   The silence lasted for quite a few minutes.  Just when Sarah was about
to ask again, Brandy sighed.  "You are not allowed to stick that thing up
in me!" she said firmly, if a little slurred.  "That's a big no-no!  I'm
stayin' virgin until I get married!"



   Heart pounding, Sarah watched as the vision before her turned around and
slowly spread her legs.  "I'll be so very careful!" she lied, as she
stepped closer.  Grabbing her cock, she slipped it between Brandy's legs,
sighing as the woman's moisture warmed her flesh.



   Looking downward, between the valley of her own breasts, Brandy giggled.
"Now it looks like I'm a dick-girl!"



   Fighting to keep her breathing normal, Sarah moved her hips a little. 
It felt really nice!  "Brandy, uh, l-lean forward a bit more.  That way, I,
um, the head of my cock will, uh, rub against your clit."



   Bending at the waist, Brandy forced Sarah to shuffle a couple steps
backward as she moved to place the palms of her hands against the window.
"How dat, uh, I mean, how is that?" she asked in slurred cheeriness.  "Now
make me feel good, but you better be extra double super careful!"



   "I will!" Sarah put her hands on Brandy's shapely hips and moved again,
and it was like heaven!  She couldn't help thinking that if this felt so
good, how would actual penetration be?"



   Slowly the massive cock sawed back and forth along Brandy's slit.  The
heat was consuming Sarah!  She never dreamed anything could possibly feel
this good.  The teasing soon had Brandy's clitoris peeking from its hood.
Sarah felt the firm jewel as it began to rub against the swollen head of
her cock with each stroke.



   Panting, Brandy began swaying back to meet Sarah.  "No, nobody touched
me, down there." She gasped, as the thick hardness nestled between her
legs. "Why, why am I doing this?  I, I let you touch with your fingers, and
now I'm doing nasty things!"



   "It isn't nasty!" Sarah breathed.  "Oh Brandy, nothing you do could ever
be nasty!"



   Fear seemed to burn brighter within Brandy's wine fogged mind.  "Be
careful!  If, if you cum, don't you dare get any on my kitty!  It's
dangerous today!  One little bitty drop would ruin everything!  I, I don't
wanna have a baby yet!"



   She shouldn't have said that!  As perfect as this moment was.  Sarah
knew exactly what would make it better!  Her movements changed.  With each
thrust of her hips, the hermaphrodite began to stretch and flex her body.
She was trying desperately to find just the right angle that would allow
her now well lubricated cock to "accidentally" pierce those lovely folds
and plumb the depths of her lover!



   "What are you doing?" Brandy gasped as Sarah's motions became more
pronounced.  "Be careful!  Remember, I, I'm a virgin!  You can't have my
cherry!"



   That was too much for Sarah to take!  Her right hand moved on its own.
Leaving the curve of Brandy's hip, she sought the wondrous place where
their bodies were nearly joined.  Letting her fingertips drag lightly over
her moving hardness, she pulled back.  Just a little pressure was needed,
and the head of her cock found that lovely sweet opening.  Guiding as she
thrust, Sarah moaned as she felt pressure.  Suddenly, Brandy's body yielded
to her advance.  She was through!  Neither Sarah nor Brandy was virgin any
longer!



   "No!" Brandy cried as her much guarded virtue was forever stolen away.
"Not inside!  Don't put it inside!" she squealed, but it was too late! 
There was a little pain, but the fantastic feeling of fullness was what she
felt the most!  "Take it out!  Oh no!" she cried.  "Now I can't get
married!"



   It took every ounce of willpower she had, but Sarah managed to withdraw
from the sheath that oh so lovingly gripped her erection.  "Oh Brandy!  I'm
sorry!  It was an accident!"



   "You did it on purpose!" Brandy cried as she whirled around unsteadily.
"You pawed at us, and made it go in!"



   "I just wanted to rub your pretty clitty!" the hermaphrodite shouted as
she lied through her teeth.  "You moved too far forward, and made me
totally accidentally shove it in!"



   The blonde whimpered.  "Now I'm ruined!  What will my mommy say if I
can't wear white on my wedding?"



   "What?" She gritted her teeth and tried mightily not to laugh.  "Nobody
pays any attention to THAT any more!"



   Brandy shook her head.  "My mommy will know!  She told me she'd know the
second she looked at me if I let anyone do that to me!"



   Guilt and arousal made for a very unusual emotional state for Sarah, but
she shared a trait held by most anyone else with a penis.  She continued to
think with it.  "I'm so sorry Brandy, but it's too late to do anything
about it now." She smiled warmly.  "I bet it felt good though."



   The blonde's lovely face slowly took on the most becoming shade of pink.
"Um, yeah.  It kinda did feel good." She actually giggled a little.  "You
had that big thing way up inside me, but it only hurt for a second.  After
that." Her voice dropped to a whisper.  "It was great!"



   "Brandy, um, I have an idea.  If you let me put it back inside you for a
little while, I bet I'll get so worked up I can shoot a record load clear
across this compartment and into the bathroom.  I'd even let you post that
video online!  How would you like that?" Sarah hoped against hope that
Brandy would fall for it as she delivered one of the variations of a line
that appeared in just about every dirty story she ever read.  "You don't
have to worry about a thing.  I swear I'll pull out in plenty of time!  The
last thing in the world I want is to get you in trouble!"



   The blonde stood silent, swaying a bit as she though.  "I, I can really
and truly post your video?"



   Sarah smiled her most sincere smile.  She no longer felt embarrassed
about those videos.  If it meant a chance to plant her seed in Brandy's
luscious body, she didn't care if the whole world saw them!  People on
Earth would probably just think its all computer animation, anyway. 
Especially when they see one that was supposedly filmed in low gravity on
the moon.  She knew her people would love to see it.  Her fan club would
probably even grow!  "Yeah sure!  If you let me stick it back in you for a
little while, I'll be the star of your website!  You can even keep all the
money we make with it!"



   Brandy grabbed her iPhone.  "Mommy may be mad at me, but at least my
website will make me rich!" She looked confused.  "How should we do this?"



   Was it actually going to work?  Sarah felt her cock twitch and jump in
eager anticipation.  "Um, lie down on the floor, and make yourself
comfortable.  That way, uh, when I'm ready, I'll jump up and start stroking
like mad.  Yeah, that's right.  From the low angle down on the floor, the
video will look very impressive, and you won't miss anything by facing the
wrong way or anything."



   Sarah watched with hungry eyes as the shapely blonde gracefully sank to
the floor.  Brandy sort of wriggled her bottom against the soft yielding
surface and lay back.  "How's this?" she asked brightly as she lifted her
knees and spread her legs wide.  "Will you be able to jump up quickly if I
keep my legs way wide open?"



   "Uh, sure!" Reaching down, Sarah took the iPhone for a moment.  "You are
so beautiful!" she gasped, as she let the camera lens caress every curve of
that luscious body.  Paying particular attention to the woman's breasts,
the hermaphrodite felt her heart pounding.  She had noticed in all her
internet porn hunting that naturally busty women tended to sort of flatten
a bit and `spread out' while lying down.  The moon was certainly a big
titty fan's greatest ally!  Brandy's breasts retained their wonderful
basketball shape under the low pull of the lunar gravity, and quivered like
some delightfully sweet dessert confection with every breath she took!  "So
lovely, so, so ripe!" she breathed.  "Oh God, so healthy and fertile!"



   "Huh?" Brandy gasped "What'cha sayin?"



   Shaking her head, Sarah handed back the iPhone.  "I, I'm just saying how
pretty you are, that's all!"



   Pointing the device back up at Sarah, Brandy giggled.  "You're pretty
too, Sarah.  Guess what?  Even your boy part wee-wee is pretty!  Hurry
now!" she actually gave a rather cute little hiccup.  "I wanna see how much
you can squirt!"



   "I'll show you." Sarah whispered as she dropped to her knees and scooted
between those inviting thighs.  "Oh Brandy, don't you worry!  I'm really
going to show you!" Grasping her cock, the hermaphrodite couldn't help
remembering what Brandy had told her yesterday about why she couldn't let
this very act happen at this time of the month.  The gorgeous woman lying
before her had actually admitted it.  She was ovulating today!  She was at
her most fertile time of the month!



   Mom, acting as her doctor, had warned her to be very careful when she
found a girl she could trust with her secret.  Her sperm count was
exceptionally high, with excessively motile and virile spermatozoa as
compared to the average man.  Well, she was going to be careful all right.
She was going to very carefully spill every drop of her seed into Brandy's
receptive and fertile body!  More then spill.  She was going to pump the
woman full!  She rubbed the swollen head of her cock against those sweet
lips again, thrilling at how readily Brandy's body lubricated and soothed
her hard flesh.  She pressed forward, and those lips slowly spread.



   "Ooooh!" Brandy breathed as she was penetrated for the second time in
her life.  "Didn't hurt that time." was all she said as Sarah pushed more
and more of her length into that tight heavenly warmth.  "D-Don't forget!
You gotta jump up!"



   "I know!" she gasped, as she let the last inch of her hard flesh sink
into Brandy's body.  They were a perfect fit for each other!  Sarah almost
drooled when the head of her cock just ever so lightly touched Brandy's
cervix when all of her was finally inside.  The gentle contact was as sweet
as a loving little kiss.  "Record us!" she gasped, as she braced her hands
against the floor and gave her hips a little wriggle.  "Oh God Brandy, get
the camera between us and record!"



   "You're big!" Brandy gasped as Sarah withdrew, only to ease herself
right back inside.  "I, I like it though!" She giggled.  "Smile, you're a
pron star!"



   The hermaphrodite couldn't help giggling herself.  Brandy had actually
pronounced it as P.R.O.N., she must really be feeling the wine now!  That's
okay, she would be feeling more then that soon!  "I'm your star, Brandy!"
she laughed as she began to pump her hips faster.  "And you're mine!" she
lowered her head and began to nuzzle and kiss those wonderful breasts. 
Taking Brandy's nipples into her mouth felt almost like sucking a thumb!



   For several minutes, the only sounds in the room were the environmental
system's air scrubbers at work, and the lover's labored breathing.  It
wasn't long before worry began to show on the flushed and panting blonde's
face.  "Y-You're gonna jump up now?" she gasped, as her hips moved to meet
every one of Sarah's thrusts.  "Sarah, you gotta be careful!"



   "Don't worry!" the hermaphrodite whispered as she continued pushing her
cock into Brandy's quivering sheath.  "This is so good!  Oh Brandy, you're
so hot inside!"



   Baby blue eyes opened wide in panic.  Drunk didn't mean stupid!  "Sarah,
w-what are you doing!  You gotta jump up now and jerk off!"



   "Record us!" Sarah snapped, as she did something not very practical on
Earth.  She was rather small and light weight back home.  Here on the moon,
she weighed next to nothing!  With hardly a break in her stride, Sarah
moved her hands.  Spreading her fingers wide, she cupped as much of those
fantastic breasts as she could.  The nipples, soaked with her saliva,
pressed tightly against the palms of her hands as she kneaded the soft warm
flesh now supporting her upper body.  "Oh God Brandy, keep the camera
pointed down between us!  We need to!  We, we have to capture the exact
moment!"



   It was feeling so good, but now Brandy knew she was in big trouble!  "Oh
no!" she gasped, gripping the iPhone with both hands under her breasts,
continuing to document their union.  "Jump up!  Oh Sarah, you gotta jump
up! I, this, uh, this isn't a good idea!"



   "Don't stop recording!" the hermaphrodite shouted, trying to keep Brandy
from thinking clearly.  In this gravity, the larger woman could easily
throw her across the room!  "This, this is historic!  We, we need to
document it!"



   The aroused and confused girl kept the device aimed where their bodies
joined.  Her breasts may have been in the way of her line of sight, but her
mouth dropped open as she watched the phone's screen between her lover's
arms.  She could clearly see every detail of the penis ramming in and out
of her poor stretched little pussy.  The hard flesh glistened wetly with
their combined lubricants, and made the most obscene sloppy slurping sounds
she had ever heard!  "Sarah?" she whimpered.  "I, oh, I'm gonna cum soon!
Please jump up and shoot across the room!  We, we may have a m-mistake if
you don't do it soon!"



   "No mistake!" Sarah called proudly.  "Oh Brandy, this, this feels so
good!  For God's sake, don't drop the camera!"



   She never felt like this before.  Brandy trembled in fearful excitement
as her release grew near.  He wine fogged mind was in a spin and for that
reason, and perhaps others she couldn't face, she obeyed her lover's order.
"S-Sarah, jump up now, please?" she breathed as her whole body began to
tremble.  "Don't make me cum with you in me!  I, I know what will happen
then!  Please jump up and jerk off!!  Don't make sperms go in me!  I, I'll
get pregnant!  Please no!  Please Sarah, pretty please?" She whimpered. 
"I, its close!  Please no!  Oh no, no, no!"



   "Oh yes!" Sarah cried as she felt the unmistakable pressures growing
deep inside her body.  This was so much better then her hand, or even her
mouth had ever felt!  "Inside you!  I, I have to!  I, I need to put a baby
inside you!"



   Hands and body trembling, Brandy let the phone drop and put her hands on
Sarah's arms.  The device gently bounced on her wobbling breasts, but in
the low gravity field, Sarah was quick enough to spread the delightful orbs
almost on pure instinct, and actually captured the still recording camera
in Brandy's glorious cleavage.  Luck was on her side, and the point of view
video continued uninterrupted.



   Her hands squeezed almost painfully tight on Sarah's upper arms, but
somehow even on the moon, Brandy lacked the strength to push the smaller
woman off of her.  "Sarah, Sarah, not in me!" she wailed as her traitorous
body succumbed to pleasures she never felt before.



   This was better then any late night, sheet ruining wet dream Sarah had
ever experienced!  Brandy's body was milking her!  No matter what the
blonde said, her body wanted this!  The words came out without conscience
thought.  "I love you!" she cried, as her cock jerked mightily.  Sarah
wildly tossed her head from side to side as her back arched and her toes
curled.  She thrust one last time, and felt that wonderful kiss of Brandy's
cervix touching the head of her throbbing cock.  Semen blasted from her
gaping little pee slit, to plaster right against the cervical mucus that
was the gateway to Brandy's womb, and the egg that even now was drifting
down a fallopian tube.



   Brandy whimpered as her body was wracked by powerful orgasmic spasms. 
She stared down her own cleavage as she panted like a doggy in heat.  The
view was a little limited by her abundance, but she could see enough of the
screen to whimper even louder.  She could feel the massive cock throb and
jerk within her.  She could see pearly white fluid bubbling and oozing out
between their bodies like some organic volcano of life giving sperm!  Her
insides were so full of semen it had no where else to go and was simply
gushing back out!



   When it was finally over, Sarah carefully slipped her still firmly erect
cock from the stunned and panting blonde.  "Oh shit!" she gasped as she
hurried to the bathroom.  Thank goodness for the low gravity!  She managed
to grab a towel and carefully dab the fluid from her body before it had
flowed down over her vagina.  After all, she was fertile today too!  She
had to watch out or she'd have a big belly right along with Brandy!



   Once she was safe from auto-impregnation, she rejoined her lover.  "Oh
Brandy, that was a dream come true!" she smiled down at the still prone
woman, and this time the words came easier.  "I love you!"



   Brandy sat up, with a dazed look on her face.  "Mommy will throw me
out." She said softly as she stared down at the fantastic amount of fluid
still oozing from her sore but sated body and covering her belly and
thighs. "She's been trying to get me to move out ever since I finally got a
job!  She won't like this at all!  Oh Sarah, why did you ruin me?"



   "Brandy, you aren't ruined!  I told you.  I love you!" she sighed.  "I
love you so much that I just had to put a baby in you!" she sat down next
to the upset woman, and leaned in to steal a kiss.  "My mom left me her
house.  It's got plenty of room for you, and baby will make three!"



   "Really?" Brandy smiled.  "I, I think I love you too, Sarah.  Can I
really come and live with you?"



   Sarah thought about it.  They weren't on Earth, so those archaic laws
didn't apply.  "Brandy, will you marry me?  My aunt is a starship Captain.
I bet she can do a nice ceremony for us, but even if she didn't." she
smiled sweetly.  "You're my wife!"



   "Really?" Brandy's smile lit up the compartment.  "That would be so
nice!" her blue eyes then closed to slits.  "You were very mean to me
though, so I'm not sure I want to marry you!" She pushed the redhead down
and grinned a bit lopsided at her.  "You have to have a punishment first!"



   Punishment?  If watching those bountiful breasts jiggle and seeing what
had to be the world's record for the messiest cream-pie was punishment,
Sarah wanted to be a bad girl every damn day!  "Sure!" she said, perhaps
unwisely.  "That way we can start with a clean slate!"



   "Good!  I'm gonna punish you by makin' you cum!"



   Sarah sighed as fingers gently traced over her pouting labia.  "I was a
bad girl." She breathed while Brandy's fingers played.  Sarah had long
since discovered that a nicely drawn out `girl' orgasm was just the way to
settle down after a `boy' explosion.  That is once she carefully cleaned up
all the dangerous semen from her hands, cock, tummy, and face!  "I, I guess
I better just take my punishment then." She said with a lazy smile on her
face.



   Brandy touched Sarah's female self with the same gentle strokes she used
with such good effect on her own.  She was curious though and paused.  "Are
you a virgin here?" she asked softly.



   Sarah giggled.  "Technically not, I hate to say.  When I was eleven I
decided to see what it would feel like, since I thought then that nobody
would ever want to, uh, be with me." Blushing nearly as red as her hair,
she continued.  "I found a cucumber that was about the same size as my, you
know, and sort of deflowered myself with it.  My mom came home after I got
dressed, luckily, and caught me washing the cucumber in the sink to get my
blood and uh, stuff off of it.  I was embarrassed, so I fibbed and said I
was making dinner for us.  Mom and I ended up eating my first lover, cut up
in a salad!" She laughed again.  "I've had a few vegetable affairs since
then.  Just call me Black Widow, because I always eat them when I'm done!"



   "That's dirty!" Brandy laughed.  "I guess it's okay if I do this, then."
She extended her index and middle finger rigidly, and sought out Sarah's
opening.  The long digits readily slipped into the slick passage.  "Oh wow,
Sarah, I bet one of those space dick-girls would love you!  It's all warm
and tight in there!"



   "Oh, that's nice!" the hermaphrodite moaned as the fingers slowly sawed
in and out of her body.  Brandy's thumb was positioned just right to give
her clitty a little bump with each wonderful penetration.  "I'm not letting
any penis go in there though!  Having babies isn't for me!  You won't catch
me running around with a big belly, and leaky milky breasts!  I'm the one
that will put babies in some of them, uh, if you let me."



   "My little wife wants to make babies." Brandy said in a happy little
sing song.  "As long as I get to stay with you forever and ever, I guess
that's okey-dokey!" she thought a minute.  "But only if I can make a video
of it for the website though!"



   "Sure!  We'll make lots of videos!" she sighed and wriggled in sensual
delight as Brandy continued to finger-fuck her.  She watched as Brandy
picked up the iPhone with her free hand, to aim it at where her hungry
little pussy was happily being teased by talented fingers.  "Yeah, that's
right.  We'll even post videos of you giving me hand jobs and us diddling
each other!" she whimpered and closed her eyes.  "You, you can go a little
faster now!"



   The tipsy blonde giggled as her hand increased its happy labors.  "Feel
good?" she asked as she suddenly withdrew her fingers.  "I can make it feel
even better!" With a wicked little grin, and a moan deep in her throat,
Brandy slipped those fingers deep into her own sore little cunny, and
stirred them around in the hot fluid mess inside.  "I'll make you feel
really, really good!"



   "Why did you stop?" Fear suddenly made Sarah's heart pound.  "What are
you doing?" she asked as she felt hot wetness drip onto her skin.  She
opened her eyes just in time to see pearly white goo dripping off of
Brandy's shiny slimy fingers to land wetly on her tummy.  "Brandy stop! 
Don't even think about doing that!"



   "Cummy fingers!" Brandy announced as she once again moved her hand to
Sarah's crotch.  "I scooped a big bunch of your goop out of me." She paused
and once again plunged her fingers into Sarah's quivering channel.  "And
now I'm putting it in you!"



   "What?  Oh fuck!  You didn't!" she tried to scoot away.  "I'm fertile
today!  I could knock myself up!  Let me go and try to clean it out!"



   "Nuh-huh!" the blonde laughed.  "You agreed to be punished!" She
straddled Sarah, and went back to slipping her fingers in and out of the
suddenly much more slippery little opening.  "Your punishment is not to let
me do this alone!"



   "Brandy, let me up!" The light gravity was a help, but Brandy was bigger
and stronger.  Try as she might, Sarah couldn't wriggle away!  "No, you
have to let me go to the bathroom!  I may not be too late!  I, oh stop
wiggling inside me, I may be able to clean it out!"



   "Need more." Brandy, clasping her toned thighs tightly and pinning
Sarah's arms to her sides, scooped more of the messy gooey semen from her
still runny vagina.  "I gotta get as much in you as I can!"



   Sarah whimpered and moaned as she struggled.  "Not me!" she squealed. 
"Not with my own sperm!  I don't want to have a baby!  That's your job!" Oh
hell!  It was feeling too good!  She remembered reading somewhere that
climaxing helped insure pregnancy would occur, and her panic grew. 
"Brandy, please stop, it's not too late!"



   Brandy had an idea to bring things up to the next level!  The light
gravity made it so easy!  Moving around, she slipped a leg between Sarah's.
"I saw lesbian sex online.  This always looked like fun!"



   Hard penis pinned against her tummy by Brandy's thigh, Sarah struggled
to no avail as her legs scissored between Brandy's and their labia were
pressed firmly together.  She could feel the warmth of the semen absolutely
flowing against her!  "No, Brandy, you have to stop!" she begged.  "I
really could get pregnant like this!  Sperm are stupid!  They don't know
that they'll be knocking up their producer!  They wouldn't even care!  It
doesn't matter that the same body produced both the sperm and the egg!  My
sperm will go for my egg just as eagerly as they're going for yours!  You
have to stop!  I really could knock myself up!"



   "It's all oozing out of me!" Brandy taunted as she gripped her lover's
leg to prevent escape.  With a sigh, she began to hump against Sarah's
lovely vagina.  "Now it's oozing into you!"



   Gathering her strength, Sarah was right about to make a break for
freedom, when she suddenly discovered she had a fetish she never suspected.
"D-Don't do that!" she whimpered as Brandy pulled her foot to her waiting
lips and began to suck on her big toe.  Her body turned to jelly, and she
lost all willpower.  "You'll make me make myself pregnant." She breathed
helplessly, as a warm wet tongue teased between her toes.  "Oh, oh, Brandy,
you're supposed to be the mommy, n-not me!"



   "I want you to have a baby with me!" Teeth gently nipped.  "Now say you
want it too!"



   Sarah squealed again.  "I don't!  I, I don't want to knock myself up!"
Reason left her as her big toe once again passed between Brandy's lovely
lips.  Inarticulate little mewling sounds escaped her panting lips instead
of the protests she shouted in her mind.  She tried again.  "I, I c-can't
put a baby in me!" she wailed.  Her hips began to eagerly gyrate as she
started moving with her lover.  "I, I j-just can't!  I can't put, you can't
put." She whimpered as Brandy attempted to practically devour her whole
foot and sucked all her toes at once.  "Oh Brandy, I'll do it!  We'll do
it! Give me back my sperm!" As she was overcome, Sarah wailed.  "Put a baby
in me!"



   Grinding against each other frantically, the women shuddered as they
reached orgasm together.  Sarah gasped as her cock throbbed anew.  As they
thrashed between each other's legs, her male climax joined with the female.
The hermaphrodite screamed in wordless joy as her fate bound forever with
Brandy's while they reached bliss together.  Her cock spurted over and
over, mussing Brandy's leg, and her own stomach, breasts, face and hair.



   It was quite some time later when the lovers finally separated and
regained their feet.  Sarah took a deep breath.  "I'm glad we aren't on
Earth."



   Brandy looked crestfallen.  "Why, is it the gravity?  Does that mean you
won't be pregnant too?"



   "No, you big booby drunk!" the hermaphrodite sighed.  "I have a very
high sperm count, and the little buggers are very good swimmers.  They're
far more virile then Earthmen sperm, too.  Just one tiny droplet of my
semen is more then enough to impregnate a dozen women, maybe more.  You
stuffed gobs of it up into me.  I'm knocked up for sure!" a shy smile
spread over her face as she realized her impending gravid belly now seemed
like happy news.  "Don't worry.  My sperm is probably jumping all over my
egg right about now.  I just meant that if we were on Earth, I probably
wouldn't be able to walk.  You wore me out.  My legs feel like rubber."



   The blonde giggled.  "Then I'd carry you, Sarah." She wobbled a bit
herself.  "Um, maybe I am just a tiny bit drunk, but I know one thing."



   "What?"



   "You're a mess!  " Brandy touched Sarah's hair.  "Ew, it's starting to
dry!  You don't smell too good, either!"



   Sarah playfully ran a finger through the semen covering Brandy's soon to
be not so flat tummy.  "Neither do you, stinky!  Come on, we better clean
up so we can get back to the party."



   The couple hurried to the shower, only to discover bathing in low
gravity was quite relaxing and fun.  If both of them weren't pregnant
already, the things they did under the gently falling warm water soon
insured that they were!



   Finally dressed and as presentable as they could make themselves, Sarah
approached the door.  "Sarah Paling, open." The door followed her command,
and she felt her face grow red as she ended up facing her aunt, and the two
women she had seen her with earlier.



   "What excellent timing!" Doctor Helen Conner announced when she saw who
was in the privacy suit.



   Brandy stepped in front of Sarah, and actually tried to curtsey in her
micro-skirt.  "Um, Doctor Conner, uh, Captain?  I, um, I'm sorry I acted so
silly before." She paused.  "Could you please tell, um, I mean ask Amanda
to just ignore anything I may have said about a, um, resignation?" she
gulped rather dramatically as she thrust the iPhone into Sarah's hands. 
"Make sure to tell her that I don't have any videos or anything.  I gave
them all to Sarah as a present!"



   The statuesque redhead smiled sweetly.  "Miss Cognac, I'm sure Amanda
has forgotten all about that." She looked from Brandy to Sarah and her
smile grew larger.  "Let me look." She gently put her hands to either side
of Brandy's head, and looked deep into the confused girl's eyes.  Then she
did the same with her niece.  "Congratulations, both of you!"



   "Mother, you have no tact!" The younger redhead physically shoved her
mother out of the way.  "Hi, I'm your cousin Mandy." She gave Sarah's dress
an appraising look.  You got that dress from the thrift store on Main
Street, didn't you?  I almost cried when I saw it, because it would never
fit me.  It looks simply gorgeous on you though."



   "I've been admiring your gown.  Vintage nineteen forty's, right?  We
should go shopping together some time." Sarah couldn't help noticing that
her aunt kept staring at her mid section.  "Uh, Mandy, what's going on with
Aunt Helen?  Does she always act this weird?"



   "Don't mind Captain Mommy over there.  She thinks she has some latent
psychic ability to predict pregnancies." She laughed.  "That's what the
whole staring into the eyes was all about.  I think she's looking for a
baby bump now." She sighed.  "Mother, snap out of it!  You're making people
nervous!"



   Sarah smiled broadly.  "That's okay.  She may be onto something after
all." Her face grew quite warm.  "We're both ovulating today, so it's a
very good chance the deed has been done." She rubbed the back of her neck.
"I, um, self-inseminated, with Brandy's help.  I'm sure we're both with
child now."



   Helen smiled and put an arm over her daughter's shoulder.  "That's how I
brought my precious baby into the world!"



   Mandy blushed, but smiled prettily.  "Mother, you really don't have any
tact!"



   The blonde in the school uniform stuck out her hand and grabbed
Brandy's. "Hey there, I'm Alisa Kincaid-Conner.  I know this must be all
strange to you, but I'm an Earthling too.  Trust me, you get used to the
craziness around here!"



   "I'm Brandy Cognac." The buxom young woman's face suddenly broke into a
heavenly smile.  "I mean I'm Brandy Cognac-Paling.  I, I'm Sarah's wife!"



   "Congratulations, Brandy!" Alisa giggled.  "I'm sure a little of you
will keep Sarah quite warm."



   "All of me plans to keep knocking her on her ass!"



   Sarah looked at the obvious need in the three women's eyes.  "Well,
we'll let you, uh, relax now." She grabbed her life mate's hand as the
other three women disappeared behind the closing door.  "Come on Brandy,
I'm starved.  Let's go back to the party and get something to eat."



   "Sarah, do you think there's any more of that wine left?" the blonde
asked as she went down the corridor hand in hand with her wife.  "It really
was good!"



   "No more wine for you, Brandy!  Not with our baby in your tummy!"



   "Oh, that's right!  Sarah, I promise I'll never touch a drop again for
the rest of my life!"



   "That's going to be a long time Brandy, my love." Sarah smiled.  "You
can drink wine in moderation, as long as you wait until both our babies are
on solid food.  After all, with your big ol' built in dairy farm, I'm
making you take all the late night feedings!"