Author: Sterling
Title: Locked Up Naked in the Bathroom Together
Description: Jim wakes up to find himself locked in a bathroom
with three lovely teen girls -- all of them naked. With unlimited
food available from a dispenser in the wall, they can survive
indefinitely. There is the matter of hormones and libido,
however. This is a serious attempt to think through how it really
might go.
Keywords: Mf Mff Mg 1st preg slow menstruation oral preg group
cons het

NOTICE:  This story contains explicit sex.

First posted 2/27/2014.

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Locked Up Naked in the Bathroom Together

Chapter 1

Jim's awakening was a long, slow process. He would become dimly
aware of a real world and conscious of the fact that he was
sleeping, then drift off again. In one surge towards wakefulness
he was aware that he was lying on his back on a hard surface, and
something cool and hard was against his right shoulder. As he
rolled just a bit to his left, he touched warm flesh. Suddenly
his desire to awaken intensified, he blinked several times and
managed to get his eyes open. As he lifted his head he felt faint
and his vision went black. He put his head back down. His heart
beat fast because the little he had seen made it clear he was in
a very strange situation. He was lying completely naked on the
ceramic tile floor of a bathroom, his right shoulder against the
base of the toilet. To his left was a sleeping naked girl and to
her left was another, the three of them in a row.

His pounding heart soon had him completely awake, and he
carefully sat up. He had missed a third naked girl in the line,
and then he saw another one lying in the bathtub.

He stood unsteadily and staggered to the door, stepping carefully
to avoid girl thighs and calves. He tried the door but the handle
would not turn. It didn't have any sort of button or other
standard mechanism that would unlock it. He twisted it with all
his might and nothing happened. One peculiarity was a nozzle on
the door at chest height, and below it a button. He pressed the
button and heard a faint whirring on the other side of the door
as a little thick fluid came out of the nozzle and splattered
onto the floor. It stopped as soon as he released the button, and
of course the door did not open. A little had landed on his arm,
and a careful taste revealed it was mildly sweet.

Since he couldn't escape, he turned to examine the situation he
was in more closely. It was a fairly standard bathroom layout,
narrower right inside the door but quickly opening out to the
left. There was a sink on the left built into a simple vanity, a
toilet beyond that. A slightly longer-than-normal tub was built
into the wall at the far end , starting right at the front of the
toilet. There was no window. The ceiling was quite high, however,
and there was a skylight in the middle, its dim illumination
suggesting dawn or dusk. There were also lights on up there, but
no switches or electric outlets anywhere in the room. There was
no shower curtain or curtain rod, and there were no towels on the
racks. The toilet paper dispenser was empty.

His last memory was falling asleep in his own bed, and this
situation was beyond bizarre. He considered shouting for
attention. That of course would be likely to wake up the girls,
and he imagined what it would feel like for them: locked in a
bathroom naked with a naked man. He wasn't sure if the presence
of the other girls would make it better or worse. Assuming they
knew as little as he did, waking up could be terrifying.

The girl who had been next to him had full breasts and a full
bush of pubic hair. The next one over was somewhat developed but
looked younger, the next one over younger still, with downy hair
between her legs and nipples that had been stirred by puberty,
but little in the way of mounds behind them. The one in the tub,
as far as he could see, showed no sign of puberty. As he took
this in he realized his cock had started swelling. That would
hardly put them at ease.

As he debated what to do the oldest girl began stirring. Standing
by the door, he covered his privates with his hands. She lay
still for a few more seconds, and then he saw her cross that
threshold where she realized something was very wrong. She
jerkily got herself to a sitting position, gasping, and upon
seeing him her eyes went wide, and she folded her arms over her
chest and raised her knees as the instinctive reaction to her
nakedness. He kept one hand over his cock and lifted the index
finger of the other to his lips with a "shh" sign. He did the
best he could to shrug his shoulders and convey his bewilderment.
She closed her mouth and looked around. She looked at the door
and Jim demonstrated that it was locked and shrugged his
shoulders once more. Fortunately his cock was not at all erect.

"What the hell?" she whispered.

"I have no idea."

"How long have you been here?"

"I woke up a couple minutes ago -- I was lying next to you. I
have no idea how we got here, do you?"

She shook her head.

"I tried the door first, and thought of waking up the rest of you
but figured you'd be terrified."

The big girl nodded.

Then the next girl over began to stir. The big girl turned to
lean over her. Jim stood facing the corner where the door hinge
was.

"Huh? What?" said the awakening girl in a loud voice.

"Shhh! We have no idea what's going on..."

But this girl would not be shushed. She shrieked, and as Jim
stood facing his corner he heard a rapidly expanding blend of
shrieks, curses, and voices as the others woke as well.

The big girl strode up behind Jim and tried the door. She pounded
on the door with all her might, and Jim could tell that it was no
ordinary hollow bathroom door but solid wood. As she retreated
the next-oldest girl tried it too. That done, all the girls
stayed back from him a couple feet.

There followed a volley of yelling for help and a couple
ear-splitting screams.

"Let's be quiet -- see if anyone heard us," said the big girl.

The silence that followed was complete.

There were several more minutes of chaotic chatter, then things
quieted down. Jim turned his head slowly. The girl who had
shrieked sat at the foot of the tub, knees up in front of her to
hide her nakedness as best she could. The little girl lay in the
tub, peeking over the edge. The second-smallest sat on the toilet
with the top cover down, arms crossed in front of her chest,
right leg crossed over left. The big girl stood with her butt
against the sink, but as she saw Jim looking she turned away to
face it.

Jim thought about what he had picked up from the chatter. "I bet
you don't want me to turn around, so I'll just talk like this,
OK?" He was facing the corner.

There were a few murmurs of assent.

"We're in a really weird situation, that's for sure. Let's see
what we know. None of you remember coming into this room... You
don't know each other... This bathroom doesn't look familiar to
any of you..."

After getting a systematic report from each girl, they discovered
that Anne was 15, Liz was 13, Caroline was 11, and Kira was 7.
Jim himself was 48. They all lived in the same area of
Massachusetts. In fact, they all lived in Cambridge, except Liz,
who was from Arlington. The last thing any of them remembered was
going to bed on Wednesday evening, May 11th.

Anne said, "Did any of you happen to notice that we're all
naked?"

There were a couple of smiles.

"AWK-ward!" said Liz. Bigger smiles.

"I'm scared," said Kira.

"I'm scared too," Jim said at once, and there was general assent.
"Here's an idea to deal with the humongous awkwardness of being
naked for the moment. I'll shut my eyes and you guys can take a
good look at the room." He was aware they might be more than a
little embarrassed being seen naked by the other girls, but
figured he'd have to leave that to them to sort that out. "Oh,
this weird thing to my right is some kind of dispenser, and when
you press the button stuff comes out. I tasted it just a little
and it seems kind of sweet."

They quickly learned that the medicine chest and vanity under the
sink were empty. The toilet worked, along with the hot and cold
water in the sink and in the tub. The shower worked and the lever
that allowed the tub to fill worked too. In all those respects it
was a functioning bathroom.

In every corner of the ceiling, 15 feet up, there was what
appeared to be a video camera, and there were ventilation ducts
up there. A they talked, the skylight got brighter, indicating it
was morning. It was warm -- about 80, Jim estimated.

Each girl tried the door with all her might.

"Someone's going to come let us out soon, right?" said Liz.

"Hope so," said Jim.

Liz took a mouthful of the sweet goo and said it seemed kind of
like pudding. The others urged caution, but she swallowed it
without any immediate ill effect.

"Hmm," said Liz. "If they were going to get us real soon, they
wouldn't need to give us food."

Anne said, "I just realized that if that goo is some sort of
complete food thing, we have everything we need. Water from the
sink, a toilet, even a way to wash up. It's warm enough here we
don't need clothes. There's room to lie down."

"There's no mattresses or pillows or anything," said Liz.

"Yeah, but you don't need those to survive," said Anne.

"And no toilet paper," said Kira.

"You can always rinse off in the tub."

"Take a bath after every pee?"

"No, just squat and splash some water."

"Oh. How long could we survive?" asked Kira.

After a moment of silence, Jim said, "Indefinitely."

"Whew!" said Kira, apparently glad they wouldn't die of
starvation.

Jim sighed. "That's the good news. The bad news is that maybe
that's what they're actually planning."

"Oh," said Kira quietly.

Liz called out, "Help!" in a loud voice. After a brief
discussion, they all agreed to scream in unison as loud as they
could, wait 20 seconds to listen for an answer, then repeat
several times.

After listening in vain for a full minute after their last
scream, Kira started sniffling, then crying. Jim heard Anne move
and murmur some comforting words. When he sneaked a peek, she was
sitting awkwardly in the bathtub with her, both facing the far
wall, arm around her shoulder, while Kira leaned her head against
her.

"Hey, Jim, are you sure this isn't all your idea?" Liz said.

"No! I want to be out of here as much as any of you."

"There's nothing fun about being locked in a bathroom with four
naked girls?" Anne said.

"Not when you can't get out and have no idea what's going to
happen next."

"Well, you better stay there with your eyes closed," said Liz.
"Not looking at us."

"I haven't been looking at you."

"I've seen you looking."

"Of course I've been looking around now and then to try to see
what this place is, but I'm not looking at you."

"But you can't help see us when you look."

Jim said, "I'll promise to keep my eyes closed for a while, and
if I need to open them I'll give you warning."

He sat down facing the door, crossed his legs and let his head
fall into his hands. He was bent over enough to hide from view
his parts that were not welcome in a girl's locker room.

Conversation among the girls covered a lot of ground. Then Kira
said, "You guys all have different-size boobs, and different hair
down there."

"Yes, Kira," said Anne. "But it's not nice to talk about it."

"Especially with him listening in," added Liz.

Jim knew from his early survey that none of these girls had
anything at all unusual to feel self-conscious about. They all
looked perfectly normal, and they all had attractive faces too.
That wouldn't keep them from feeling insecure, of course.

Kira said, "It's all natural, right? They told us that in Growing
and Changing, right? Girls all develop at different rates and
everything."

Conversation drifted to more mundane topics, then Kira said, "Do
you have your periods yet?"

"Kira!" said Caroline. "That's personal. And there's a man
listening in. Jeez."

"Oh, shit," said Anne.

"What?" said Kira.

"Oh..." said Caroline.

"Oh!" said Liz.

"What?" said Kira again.

"My period's due any day. What are we going to do?"

"I guess you get the bathtub!" said Liz brightly.

"Blech!" said Anne.

Listening to all this Jim got a lazy erection. Not that periods
themselves were exciting, but girls that were old enough to have
them were exciting. His cock was safely hidden from view, he
hoped.

Conversation among the girls turned to lighter subjects and
continued for some time -- hours, probably, though they had no
way of measuring time.

After a lull, Anne said, "But seriously, who did this, and why?"

The subject had come up before but it had quickly gotten
emotional and hysterical -- not that Jim could blame them for
feeling hysterical.

Sensing a calmer climate and hearing no immediate answers, Jim
spoke. "I've been thinking about that too. Someone must have
broken into our houses and drugged us. If someone wanted to kill
us, they could have just killed us. Or if they wanted to hurt us
they could just do that."

"They could have raped us!" said Liz.

"Well, yeah," said Anne. "If they could carry us here they could
have done anything. Maybe they did! Gross! None of you feels sore
or anything down there?"

No one did.

"Or maybe Jim's supposed to rape us!" said Liz.

"No," said Jim quickly.

"Liz!" said Caroline plaintively.

"Jim's not going to rape us," said Anne quietly.

"How do you know?" asked Liz. "But I guess there's four of us and
only one of him."

Anne said, "No, that's not it. Think about how he's acted. There
he is sitting with his privates covered, facing away from us, not
looking. Letting us talk and talk."

"Yeah, I guess," said Liz.

"Men's bodies are natural, too," said Kira. "He shouldn't have to
just sit in the corner like he's been bad. It's not his fault
he's a man."

"Hmmm," said Anne.

"That's very nice of you, Kira," said Jim. "But for now let's
just keep it like this."

"OK."

Jim continued, "There's lots of other things to think about,
right? Whoever did this could have kidnapped a single girl. Three
boys. Two old women and a baby. As far as we know, any
combination. He could have tied is up. He could have stuck us in
an apartment, or a cellar, or a kitchen. But he stuck us in a
bathroom. Very close quarters. Without any clothes on. And there
are those cameras on the ceiling."

"Hi, camera!" said Liz. "See my boobs!"

"One man and four girls," he continued. "And I hope you won't
mind my adding that you're all very attractive girls. Pretty
faces. Do you see that?"

"Yeah," said Liz. "The rest of you all look pretty. Not sure I
belong, though."

"Of course you belong," said Anne.

"Oh, gee, well..." said Liz.

"And it's not just your faces, either..." said Jim.

"Are you SURE you didn't arrange this?" asked Anne.

"No. You can be sure that if I had any choice about it, I'd never
be alone and naked with girls your age." He meant it, too, he
realized.

"But since you are -- what? You think bad thoughts?" asked Liz.

Jim sighed, searching for words.

Anne said, "Liz, do you remember getting to a certain age and men
looked at you different? Looked twice? Three times?"

"Yeah, they're perverts."

"Well, maybe if they look three times they're perverts, but what
about twice? An awful lot of them, right?"

"Yeah, I guess."

"So men notice girls when we hit puberty, right? Even if we're
way too young."

"They're starting to look at me that way," said Caroline.

Jim said, "Yeah, they look at you that way when you're dressed in
jeans and a sweater, right? What about when you've got a halter
top and shorts? Notice any difference?"

"Yeah," said Liz.

Anne sighed. "I see where he's going. What about when you're
wearing a bikini? A really skimpy bikini? And think about what
you're wearing now."

"Oh."

"Two of us -- or maybe three. In a bathroom. And he's naked too."

Kira said, "What do you mean two or three? There's four of us."

Anne said, "Two or three of us that men might think dirty
thoughts about."

Liz said, "Well, can't he just think about something else?"

Jim sighed. "Um... Hmmmm... How can I say this..."

"I think I get it," said Anne. "Liz, men don't work that way."

"How do you know? Have you had boyfriends? I've done a little
with a few guys, but they were my age."

"No, I haven't had boyfriends and I haven't messed around... I've
got two older brothers."

"So?"

"They get hard-ons all the time. From looking at anything."

"What's a hard-on?" asked Kira.

Jim interrupted with passion. "You're pretty smart, Anne. Now how
about something else to talk about. An American History lesson?
How about algebra! I could help you work on algebra!"

"I'm hungry," said Caroline.

"Yeah," said Liz. "I'm up for more of that goop. The first
swallow didn't hurt me. Why don't you go to the bathtub and curl
up there, Jim?"

"Ummmm..."

Jim felt Anne come up behind him -- going to taste some of the
goop, maybe? But from the right angle, she'd see easily. He heard
her suppress a giggle and pat him on the back once before backing
away. He knew she meant it in a friendly way, but the touch was
electric.

"Before that, why don't we talk about our parents," said Anne.

"Good idea," said Jim.

So they went around talking about their parents. After a few
minutes, Jim said he could go over to the bathtub, if all the
girls shut their eyes. As he moved over, he could tell Liz and
Kira were both peeking. He was glad he'd waited until his
erection subsided.

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The goop dispensed by the door was a satisfying food. It was
easiest to just put their mouths on the dispenser tube, press the
button for a mouthful, swallow, and then press again.

They discussed use of the toilet. Whenever someone needed to go,
they'd all turn their backs. Jim dutifully sat down to pee so as
not to flaunt his maleness. As they'd discussed earlier, the
girls wiped themselves by squatting in the tub and splashing
their privates with warm water. The same solution accompanied by
a vocalized "Yuck!" solved the wiping problem after Liz's bowel
movement.

Late that afternoon Liz said, "OK, everyone, I gotta pee..." Eyes
closed. "Wait, I got a better idea! Why bother with the toilet?"
Jim could tell she was just peeing in the tub, and it took a lot
of self control not to turn and peek. He could easily see how a
little more of the warm water she used to wipe herself with would
also serve to clean out the tub. Kira saw how sensible an idea
that was right away, but it took Anne and Caroline another day
before they adopted the same method. Jim didn't need to wipe
himself after peeing, so he kept right on using the toilet.

Liz tried taking a shower, but it became clear within a few
seconds that without a curtain she couldn't keep the water out of
the rest of the room -- their bedroom, living room, and dining
room too. Caroline and Jim took sponge baths, substituting a hand
for the sponge. Liz ran a full bath. Kira drained the tub and
filled it again for her bath, but Anne just hopped into the tub
after Kira, noting that the little girl hadn't had any filth to
speak of to make the water dirty. They were all relieved to find
that there seemed to be an unlimited supply of hot water.

There were no towels to dry with, but it was warm enough that
being wet wasn't uncomfortable, and the warm air dried them soon
enough.

As the light from the skylight faded, the room stayed softly lit
by the lights up on the ceiling. When the skylight had been dark
for some time various girls started yawning -- Caroline first.
The tub was the natural place for Jim to sleep, though he was
taller than the others and couldn't stretch out fully. At least
no girl would have to sleep naked next to a naked man.

As they settled down, there was a certain amount of the
"sleepover dynamic", where silence would come for a minute before
some girl thought of something else to say, arousing once more
girls who had been close to sleep. When things had been quiet for
some time Jim raised his head to see Liz and Kira sleeping, while
Caroline and Anne stared up at the skylight. Much later he
glanced again, and this time all four girls were asleep. Anne,
with her back to the toilet, was curled against Kira. Caroline
slept against the wall on her back. Liz was on her side facing
her, with one knee resting on Caroline's leg.

Certain for once that no girl was going to see him, Jim stopped
to really look and think about what he was seeing. As he did, his
erection stirred strongly to life. The two older girls were just
plain sexy, while Caroline was alluring with her early
development. Even Kira had a certain charm to her innocent body
and flat chest. She had all the same parts, and it was only a
matter of time before they too began their transformation into
the variety that men like him found so alluring.

He lay back with a sigh. Sexy girls, a few feet away. A strong
erection. Out of the question to do anything. Masturbating didn't
seem appropriate; they might hear. Besides, how would he clean
up? He supposed he could run warm water, but that would risk
waking the girls up.

Maybe the door would open in the morning at the end of a 24-hour
experiment, and all would be explained and they would be free to
go. But his stomach tightened as he realized that there were
other possibilities. Perhaps then the rape and torture would
begin. Someone or some group had kidnapped the five of them, a
very serious crime. Who knew what sort of moral scruples they
would feel? It was obvious to him that the sexual tension was a
large part of the setup. Was their challenge to resist? Or to
give in? Was their fate dependent on what they did at all? There
were so many questions.

He thought about those outside. The simultaneous disappearance of
four girls on the same night would be a major news story. He
imagined how terribly worried the families of those girls would
be. He reflected on his own family situation: a 12-year-old
daughter and a 9-year-old son, far away, living with their mother
in California since the divorce 5 years ago. He had tried to
arrange visits, but the wall of resistance from the three of them
was complete. They'd miss him at work, and his loose collection
of buddies and friends would worry some, but nothing like parents
whose children had disappeared.

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Jim woke hearing a gasp and giggle, and opened his eyes in time
to see a frowning Caroline poking Liz with her elbow. Three girls
were leaning over the tub. Jim had shifted onto his back during
the night, his feet together down at the drain, his knees wide
apart. All three girls were staring at a full night-time
erection. Jim considered turning away from the girls to hide his
private parts, but he was very sleepy, and how long could he
hide? A night-time erection didn't indicate impure thoughts -- it
was just part of nature's plan for maintaining a health penis.
But erections would come at other points too, and those would be
brought on by his awareness of the sexy girls who were never more
than a few feet away.

"Yeah, there it is," he said. "My erect penis." He lifted the
base so it stuck straight up in the air. The overhead lights kept
the room somewhat brighter than a night light -- plenty to see
by.

"Whuh?" said Anne, awakening at the sound of his voice, and soon
she was kneeling outside the tub too.

"What are you doing?" she asked him with some reproach.

"I was just sleeping away and woke up to find these three looking
at me."

"Who started this?" asked Anne.

Kira said, "I... I just woke up and thought I'd get a good look
at Jim's boy parts while he wouldn't see. But then it was all big
like that, so I woke Caroline up, and she woke Liz up."

"Yeah, and then Liz couldn't keep quiet and woke Jim up," said
Caroline.

"I didn't mean to -- it was just so funny."

Anne said, "You've never seen an erect penis? Any of you?" They
knew that Caroline was an only child, Liz was the middle girl of
three, and Kira had a much younger brother. The two younger girls
shook their heads.

"Just on like babies," said Caroline.

"I have," said Liz.

"When?" asked Anne.

"With a couple guys I hung around with."

"So.. so that's how it gets when sex happens?" asked Kira.

Anne said, "Well, it gets that way a lot."

Kira said, "It was starting to shrink, but now it got harder
again."

Jim sighed and said, "Look, here's the scoop. Whenever a guy is
sleeping, he gets an erection off and on during the night. It
just happens. So that's what you saw. But during the day they
happen too. So, for instance, if a guy is looking at couple of
naked sexy girls who are just a couple feet away, then sometimes
this happens too."

Caroline immediately moved back and sat down, followed more
slowly by Liz and Anne. All three sat with knees pulled up to
their chests, about as modest as they could get, though they
relaxed a bit after a minute.

"But that one was from sleeping, right?" asked Kira, still
kneeling by the tub and looking.

Jim spelled it out for her. "It started that way, but it would
have gone away if Liz and Anne hadn't been right there looking at
me with you all talking about it."

Kira was excited. "So if it's hard that way does it mean you're
going to have sex? Like stick it in Anne or something?"

"Kira!" said Anne with a sharpness she'd never used before.

"I was just wondering," the little one stammered.

Jim said, "No, Kira, no one is going to have sex. Sex only
happens when people decide to, and no sex is happening here now.
But my body reacts automatically whether I want it to or not. It
reacts so I'd be ready to have sex if I wanted to, but it's just
a reflex."

Liz said, "You men are built with dirty minds." Jim noted a
certain flirtatiousness in her expression.

Anne said, "It's not just men. Look at your nipples. See how
they're standing out straight?"

Liz turned pink and covered her chest again, then retorted,
"Yours too!"

Anne looked down, momentarily confused, but then smiled. "Yeah,
mine too." She began to put her arms over her chest but thought
better of it.

Kira said, "Why would a girl's body change for sex?"

"You sure have lots of questions!" said Jim.

Kira said, "So the three of you are all ready but you're not
going to have sex?"

"No!" said three voices at once.

"Why not?"

Jim said, "Lots of reasons. Sex is something you do when you
really love someone."

"Usually when you're married," added Anne.

Jim said, "Or if not, you do it when you both really like the
other person and really want to -- not when you're locked in a
bathroom with them!"

"And people never do it when others are watching," added Anne.

"They only take their clothes off near each other when they've
already decided they want to do it."

Kira nodded, then yawned.

Anne yawned too. "I bet it's still the middle of the night," she
said, pointing at the dark skylight.

They all lay back down.

Jim tried to sleep, but stirrings between his legs kept him
awake.

The image came to him of Liz and Anne and Caroline all leaning
over the tub, breasts or at least nipples all looking very grown
up and sexy. The memory stirred him once more. How the hell was
he going to survive in this small room with those three girls
naked and just a few feet away?

He realized he had almost been asleep when he heard Kira's loud
whisper, "What are you doing?"

"Nothing! Go back to sleep!" said Liz.

"You were rubbing your hand between your legs. And longer than
just scratching or something."

"You are an obnoxious little brat!" said Liz with sudden heat.

"Ow!" said Kira.

Jim thought of intervening but decided against it, and soon all
was quiet again.

Liz had been masturbating. Undoubtedly her vagina had lengthened
and she'd gotten lubricated, things a female did when she was
ready to receive a penis. Maybe she was thinking of him,
imagining him mounting her and penetrating. Those thoughts kept
coming back to him, over and over as the minutes passed. He was
going to go crazy!

There was a way to get relief of course. After a long time, he
peeked over the top of the tub and all the girls were definitely
asleep. That last image fresh in his mind, Jim lay back and began
stroking. The thought of Liz, maybe penetrating herself with a
finger as she thought of him... Within a minute he seized up with
pleasure and spurted all over his chest. Relief!

He could run water to clean up, but it might wake up the girls.
He'd also have a wet bed for a while. Instead, he smeared the
stuff out across his chest until it all dried. He'd shot more
than usual so his whole front was covered with the residue. But
he could take a full bath in the morning.

He was asleep within minutes.

The skylight was still dark when Jim woke to rustling, and then
the distinctive sound of girl pee gushing out into a toilet.

"Well, I wasn't going to pee on his feet!" said Kira in a loud
whisper.

Jim smiled. Kira's little labia would have to make do with some
pee residue for a while. As Jim drowsed he heard another flood of
girl pee in the toilet, from which girl he could not tell. After
a whispered "Pew!" he heard the toilet flush.

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When he awoke again the skylight showed morning. He sat up and
saw all four girls lying in a row. Liz and Caroline heard him
move and looked at him, then put their fingers to their lips,
pointing to the other two. What a lovely idea, waiting for the
others to wake up. He lay back down and found himself mulling
over their predicament without any new insights. A bit later he
heard another stirring outside the tub and looked up to see Anne.
She smiled as she saw Kira still sleeping. Then she crossed her
legs tightly. After a moment, she pointed to her bladder and got
up. Jim pointed in the tub questioningly, but she shook her head,
instead letting herself down on the toilet. She locked eyes with
Jim for a moment before the pee gushed out, then suddenly looked
away. Jim realized he had found it an erotic moment.

When she got up, she flushed, then leaned slightly in his
direction, sniffing unobtrusively. She then looked at him, and
after a moment leaned over to whisper in his ear. "I know that
smell," she said.

Darn! She had big brothers... She seemed amused at his
discomfort, then leaned over again and said, "It's OK. You gotta
deal with it somehow. Besides, it's a nice smell." The look she
gave him was almost flirtatious.

Liz got up and tiptoed to the door, pushing the button for her
first installment on breakfast. Caroline rose and stretched. Anne
looked in the mirror with disgust at her hair -- there was
nothing around to function as a comb, and after the soapless wash
the night before it was quite a mess. Caroline saw, looked at her
own hair and had a similar reaction, but less severe. Anne's hair
was blond and shoulder-length with a distinct wave. Caroline's
was light brown and though it reached to her upper back, it was
straight and held up better without care. Liz's was dark brown
and quite short.

Jim had to go, and considered getting out to use the toilet.
Instead, he rose onto his knees near the tub drain and said,
"Psst!" The three girls looked as he let loose his pee, aiming it
straight down the drain.

They smiled uncertainly.

Why had he done it? It was more wholesome than sexual, right? Or
was he sort of marking his territory?

He got the warm water running and drew a shallow bath, rinsing
all over, with special attention to the dried sperm on his chest.
He stepped out, avoiding Anne on her way in and navigating around
Kira's sleeping form. He looked on unabashed as Anne splashed
water over her labia. She saw him looking and smiled. He then
headed for the door for some food. As Anne got out, Caroline got
in. Between mouthfuls of liquid food, he glanced back at
Caroline. She squatted and let loose a stream of pee, then took a
handful of warm water and splashed her labia. As he kept glancing
back, he saw there was more going on than just cleaning. She let
her fingers glide up her crack slowly before reaching out for
another handful, and another. Her eyes were closed, and Jim
realized his cock was rising, nearing the horizontal. Liz caught
him looking and saw his cock, pointed and stifled a laugh. Anne
heard, took in the situation instantly and shook her finger at
him. Jim shrugged sheepishly and turned to the door, taking
several mouthfuls of breakfast as his cock subsided. Liz took her
turn peeing in the tub. She caught Jim glancing at her and stuck
her tongue out at him. He stuck his tongue out in turn.

Kira finally woke up, and then the room was full of chatter as
they all went about their morning business. But now there was no
turning away in shame, just five naked bodies dancing around each
other in a small space. The others checked the status of Jim's
cock frequently with brief glances, and for the most part it
stayed small.

There was debate over just how often one ought to bathe under
these circumstances, with differing opinions. Liz took a bath
while the others abstained.

When all had slurped up their morning's fill of sweet goop and
taken care of everything else, Anne pointed out that it must be
time to scream for help again. They all covered their ears,
screamed, and listened. They repeated this three times, then
gradually sat down, maintaining their silence.

"What's going to happen?" asked Caroline.

"We don't know," said Jim. "I'm trying to think of how we can
influence the situation, and I really have no idea. I've thought
of being ready with a Kung Fu stance if they open the door, but
that doesn't seem likely to accomplish anything. I figure this is
where we are right now -- this is our life. For however many
hours or days it lasts" -- he didn't say "years" thought the
possibility occurred to him -- "we need to make the best of it.
So... Why don't we have classes?"

"Like school?" said Liz, shocked.

"Well, why not? Not all the time, of course. We could start with,
um, music appreciation. We can each pick a favorite song and sing
it for the others."

When a girl started a pop song, more often than not one or two of
the others would join in, and they sang together while Jim
listened. Some were songs everyone knew, and occasionally Jim
sang one the others didn't know.

When it came time for more serious school, Jim said a few tidbits
about history and philosophy, and expounded on them more
systematically as the days went on. It turned out that all four
of them were curious and smart, and Jim himself was a well read
guy and kind of nerdy. The girls had the natural tendency to want
to avoid school. In the real world, they might instead have
wanted to play outside, text friends, play video games, go
shopping, look at stuff online... But none of those things was
possible just then. The most exciting alternative a rebellious
girl had was sitting in the corner with her hands over her ears.

Anne suggested they should be sure to get exercise. Her plan was
that four of them would stand together in the tub while the fifth
used the full extent of the bathroom space to twirl, stretch, do
pushups, lean against the walls -- whatever they wanted. Kira
wanted to go first, and they let her.

In the tub, Jim stood under the shower head facing the wall. Liz
climbed in behind him, facing his back, followed by Anne and
Caroline. Caroline put her arms around Anne's stomach, Anne put
hers around Liz, and Liz, after a brief hesitation, put her arms
around Jim. She pulled him back against her, and he felt her
breasts warm against his back. His cock started rising. Caroline
and Anne watched Kira spin and dance. Liz peeked around Jim's
shoulder and saw his cock rising. With a little giggle, she
lowered her hands to his hips and pulled his butt back against
her front.

"Hmmmm, not such a good idea," Jim whispered over his shoulder.

"Oh, OK," whispered Liz. She returned her hands to his stomach
and kept the front of her body away from the back of his. But his
cock kept rising.

"Hey!" said Kira after a bout of twirling. "It got long and hard
again! Who does you body want to have sex with this time? Not
me!"

"No," Jim said. "Not you. It just happens, don't worry about it."
His cock started to shrink.

Kira's exercise time was over, and one by one they climbed out
and took their turn.

Jim was last. As he finished his 20th push-up, he wondered if he
was just doing it for exercise, or if maybe he was showing off a
little.

Finally they had all had a turn, and they got out of the tub and
milled around, a couple heading for some more food.

"Liz was playing with herself last night," said Kira.

"I was not!"

"Were too! I saw!"

Anne interrupted, "Look, it's OK to masturbate, all right? It's
normal anyway, and here we are naked all the time. I probably
will some time too."

Kira said, "Yeah, I know about getting good feelings down there.
I used to rub against the center thing on my car seat all the
time. My parents didn't like it, but I kept doing it. Now I'm
older I just do it in bed sometimes. I turn on my tummy and stick
my teddy bear between my legs -- look, Jim's getting hard again!"

Liz grinned and said, "You're a pervert. Turned on by a little
girl talking about playing with herself!"

Jim sighed. "It's still talking about sex, however old the person
is." His cock started sinking back again. "I think it's all part
of what our kidnapper is doing to us. You girls have changing
bodies, raging hormones, the whole bit, and here they've stuck
you naked in a tiny room with a man. And however old and gross I
may be, I'm still a man and your bodies will react to that. And
I've just got raging hormones all the time, so my body is
reacting too. So we've just got to make the best of it."

"You're not old and gross," said Caroline softly without looking
up.

"Thank you, that's very kind," said Jim.

Liz looked at Caroline with raised eyebrows. Jim could just
imagine her launching into, "Jim and Caroline, sitting in a
tree..." Perhaps Anne sensed the same possibility, and grabbed
Liz's upper arm hard. When Liz looked over, Anne shook her head.

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After their meal at what they judged was midday, they sat sharing
interesting trips they had taken. Suddenly Anne said, "Shit!" She
spread her legs to the side and there was a spot of blood on the
floor.

"Into the tub with you!" said Liz, and after cupping her hand
under her vulva, Anne stepped over and squatted in the tub.

"What's wrong?" asked Kira. "Are you hurt?"

"Just my period," said Anne. "Blood leaks out."

"Gross."

"Yeah, well usually I can use a pad and don't have to think about
it. But no pads here... And how are we going to clean the floor?"

"Easy," said Jim, standing bent over. He put his finger in the
drop of blood, then brought it to the sink and rinsed it off with
cold water before going back for another swipe to get what he had
smeared the first time, and then another. Within a minute the
floor was clean.

"You have cramps?" asked Liz during the operation.

"Not too bad."

"Mine can be really horrible. They give me diarrhea and hurt so
bad."

"Ouch," said Jim.

They day went on. They paused to scream for help and told jokes.
The girls talked about clothing styles. Jim started talking about
European exploration and colonization of the New World. At first
Liz objected, but her alternative ideas weren't taken up
enthusiastically. The discussion went on for a couple hours with
occasional breaks.

In anticipation of going to get her supper, it looked to Jim like
Anne reached inside herself to clean out as much blood as she
could before rinsing thoroughly, then with one hand cupped under
her privates she took the few steps to the door. A few red drops
appeared in her hand as she returned to the tub, but the floor
stayed blood-free.

During the evening there was a long lull in the conversation.
Then Caroline said she was sad that her parents would be worrying
about her so much. The others chimed in with similar worries, and
Anne and Caroline started crying. Jim pointed out that it was
unfortunate, but there was no way it was their fault. Feeling
anxious and bad wasn't going to bring their parents any comfort.
That insight didn't really cheer anyone up, of course, but it did
seem to help them get on to happier subjects.

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Chapter 2

Anne's leaking vagina had earned her the tub for the night. Kira
lay down next to the wall. Caroline lay next to her, noting that
the mattresses in this motel were awfully thin. Liz was next, and
Jim ended up back where he had started the whole ordeal, with the
toilet by his right shoulder. He turned to face it. He could feel
the radiant warmth of Liz's flesh behind him, but they were not
touching. He didn't have an erection and he wasn't worried about
whether he'd get one or not. His arousal had been displayed
several times already.

After a while Jim slid onto his back and started to drift off.
But Liz kept shifting position, and after every shift she was
closer to him. Her flesh touched his in a few places. There was
hair brushing his shoulder. It felt nice, and he decided to feign
sleep. They hadn't discussed snuggling, but seeking comfort like
that made perfect sense. Slowly the pressure increased, and a leg
landed ever so softly on top of his, while an arm landed on his
chest. When she was snuggled against his left side and stopped
moving, he shifted just a little and whispered, "Hi, Liz." She
stiffened and raised her head questioningly so he hastily added,
"It's OK."

He noted with some relief that he didn't have an erection. Then
below, ever so gradually, Liz's body pressed harder against his
hip, and ever so gradually it relaxed again. It happened a second
time. He figured it still might be a coincidence -- Liz trying to
get a little more comfortable. But his body had already jumped to
its own conclusion, and his erection had risen strongly. Liz
noticed, lifted her head and looked at him with a smile.

Was this a problem? He'd already suggested that feelings of
sexual attraction between him and the girls were natural, and
that he was going to get an erection now and then. They had
established that it was fine for the girls to masturbate. His
arousal was not under his control, and he'd decided the night
before that he could jack off now and then when the girls were
all asleep. But if he actually started making out with a girl,
that was crossing a line. Liz was the instigator. What did he
want? As he thought about it, he smiled. If it was entirely up to
his urges, he realized he'd have this girl on her back in
seconds, his cock plunging into her depths, and he wouldn't last
long before dumping a big load deep in her pussy. But getting
realistic... At any moment any of the other three could wake up
and see what was happening. Liz could be embarrassed, the other
girl could be embarrassed, there could be hurt feelings. But
Liz's rhythmic pressure also felt really good...

He considered all that within three seconds. Seeing no objection,
Liz's hand reached slowly for his penis and grasped it gently, as
her thrusts against his hip became unmistakably sexual, firmer
and with a definite rhythm.

Jim gently took her hand to stop her. What was the right thing to
do? He couldn't quite figure it out. But when his urges were
mixed with uncertainty, it led to a decision -- or at least to
action.

He wriggled until he was on his side facing her. He extended his
lips towards hers and she responded immediately, wriggling a
little closer to him. His kissing was tender, but she quickly
became more urgent about it. He reached gently for her left
breast, and she responded with a sharp intake of breath. His
stiff cock pressed against her lower belly, and he felt her hand
encircle it gently. He slid downward, and she lifted her leg and
aimed him. She looked at him with an earnest expression. Wow...
She wanted to go all the way, right then! It wasn't what he had
in mind, though. Instead, he took her nipple in his mouth and
slid his hand between her legs, where he began gently rubbing.
Such activity would usually have been accompanied by sounds of
flesh on flesh and moans of pleasure, but they were both entirely
silent. She pressed her pelvis forward against his hand. He began
to use his fingers separately, because he knew that she like all
females had a complicated and delicious structure down there. One
pair of folds moved easily aside to reveal another, and with his
three middle fingers he stroked this hairless area. Another pair
of folds moved aside easily as well and in here she was not just
smooth but moist. He began probing the center with his middle
finger, and hot wetness welcomed him. Liz was stroking his back
and her movements made clear that she approved. There was no
obstruction, and his finger slid in farther and farther. He
thrust in and out in an unmistakable fucking motion, slow at
first, then faster. She had invited just this motion from his
much larger cock. And while that would have been fantastic for
him, his fingers were better suited to her female structure.

With the two fingers adjacent to the one penetrating her he slid
up just outside her inner lips to where they joined over her
clitoris. Sometimes direct stimulation was too much, so he'd
start this way. From her trembling and occasional twitches he had
the sense he was giving her just what she wanted. He sucked on
her nipple in short bursts. The minutes went by, and he could
feel her tension increasing. Suddenly she thrust her pelvis
forward and he pressed her little clit through the folds gently
but rapidly. His middle finger still lay extended inside her hot
pussy, and now it felt some faint contractions. Then he felt her
body relax. She gulped for air as quietly as she could, but the
need for oxygen could not be denied. He slowed the motion with
his hand and after a few moments gently removed it completely.

He lifted his head to look around and it seemed the other three
were still sleeping. Then he slid onto his back. Liz rose onto
her side and took hold of his stiff cock. She pointed her middle
finger towards her pussy and moved it forward and back in a quick
rhythm, making it clear what she was offering for his
satisfaction. He shook his head. Pregnancy was to be avoided at
all costs. He imagined trying to deliver a baby in the bathtub,
none of them knowing what they were doing. She then opened her
mouth and flicked her tongue. This girl was just 13! It was
tempting, but what would she think if he came in her mouth? And
somehow the idea of the others waking up to that particular sight
made him uncomfortable. He hesitated and shook his head again.
She instead grabbed his cock and began stroking. Jim had one
thought for an improvement, and he reached between Liz's legs and
transferred some of her juices to his cock. When she saw what he
was up to, she reached down and got a lot more juice from the
same place and began stroking. The feelings were amazing. Her
lips came to his ear. He felt her hot breath and she licked his
ear once, then said in the tiniest whisper, "You coulda stuck it
right in and fucked my pussy." At that he surged his pelvis
forward and began spurting. Liz kept right on stroking, and the
globs of semen quickly coated her fingers and the tip of his cock
and gave a little extra lube for the end of his orgasm.

Liz looked at her semen-coated hand, and Jim suddenly had the
horrified thought that she might stick it between her legs. He
grabbed it and rubbed it up and down his chest, drying it as best
he could. She looked at him and smiled, then carefully sucked her
fingers one by one, cleansing those hard-to-reach spots between.

Jim looked up and saw that the two other girls on the floor still
slept while Anne was out of sight in the tub.

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He woke to the sound of water running in the tub. Looking up, he
saw Anne sitting up splashing handfuls of water between her legs,
cleaning up the bloody mess she'd made during the night. Judging
from the skylight it was well after dawn, and soon the other
girls woke too.

The girls chattered as they all scrambled around, sliding past
each other as they all peed, bathed, and drank their breakfast.
Anne's morning poop was kind of stinky, and Liz noted the fact,
the others agreed  and Liz apologized sheepishly. It was
good-natured and the incident passed quickly.

Jim decided to invent a morning ritual to mark the passage of
time. He suggested that they had all woken up together on May
12th, since their last memories were of going to sleep on the
11th. Anne pointed out that they didn't know for sure that it had
been May 12th when they woke -- they might have been kept
unconscious for more than one day. Jim agreed, but said they
needed to fix a date, the 12th was most likely, and when they
were freed they could if necessary adjust their calendars to
resynchronize with the world at large.

So the ritual began:

Jim said, "Morning has come. When did our time together begin?"

"Thursday, May 12th," they all answered.

"What is the date today?"

"Saturday, May 14th," they all answered.

"How many days have we been together?"

"Two!"

"As we start our third day together, may we have the serenity to
accept what we cannot change, the courage to change what we can,
and the wisdom to know the difference."

"Amen."

What they could profitably do to change their situation was to
yell and scream periodically, try the door, and pound on the
walls at suitable intervals. Otherwise wisdom seemed to call for
a lot of acceptance.

Stuck as they were in the same small room they were constantly
glancing at each other. But Jim noticed Liz looking at him more
than she had to and noted a fond expression on her face. He gave
reassuring smiles in return. They had been through a very intense
sexual experience together. During a lull in the conversation,
Caroline said, "Liz, are you and Jim like boyfriend and
girlfriend?"

"No!" said Liz too quickly. "What made you think that?"

"The way you're looking at each other," said Anne. "You were
sleeping next to each other last night."

"Oh, did you guys have sex?" asked Kira. "Is Liz going to have a
baby?"

"No!" said Liz with a bit of heat. "And we did not have sex!"

Jim said slowly, "Hmmm. How many of you think something happened
between me and Liz?"

Anne's hand shot up, followed an instant later by Caroline's.
Seeing that, Kira quickly raised hers too, though just how much
independent judgment this involved wasn't clear. Jim looked at
Liz, and Liz looked at Jim. Slowly Jim raised his hand. "See, we
couldn't keep it a secret, Liz. They knew."

Liz looked betrayed. "They didn't know, they just suspected."

Anne said, "I heard you. I couldn't help peeking a couple times
too. I saw you licking your fingers."

"You creep!" said Liz, coloring.

"Listen, listen..." said Jim. "Come here, Liz. Sit beside me."

Jim was sitting with his back against the door and Liz squeezed
in beside him. He put his arm around her and she smiled. He
judged her reaction was because she thought her man was sticking
by her. And he was -- in one sense. But this was going to be
complicated.

"It's hardly Anne's fault that she noticed, and you can't blame
her for peeking. We were making out three feet away. Ordinarily
we'd be the ones who were creeps, or at least very rude for not
finding a private place. But of course we can't find private
places here."

"But you could have not done it at all!" said Caroline, whose
eyes were moist.

"Well, for one thing, we didn't exactly 'do it' -- we didn't go
all the way. I suppose we could have done nothing, but it's
awfully hard with all of us naked in this one tiny room. Liz
snuggled up against me and made it clear she was interested. And
I found her very attractive and I was very interested too. So we
did some stuff as quietly as we could."

"It was pretty impressive how quiet you were," said Anne.
"Compared to movies and stuff." Looking at Jim's rising cock, she
said, "And it looks like you remember it fondly."

Jim felt a little defensive about his decision and his cock, so
he said, "Besides, I think whoever put us here is expecting
sexual stuff will happen. That's why they chose this grouping."
He believed that much strongly, but didn't mention his doubts
about whether they should do what their captors wanted or not.

Kira said, "But I thought you said you didn't do it."

"We didn't do it the way that would make babies, where I would
shoot my stuff up into her body. I shot my stuff outside."

"But then what did Liz have to do with it?"

"Kira!" said Liz.

Jim patted her shoulder. "There are other ways to feel good. You
said you used to feel good bouncing in your car seat, right?
Well, this was kind of like that."

"OK," said Kira. She straightened up. "Now can I tell you about
the best time I went to the zoo?"

"Sure, sounds good," said Jim, and the others indicated their
willingness as well.

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Jim was the only male in the room, but he was also the only
grown-up. He and Liz might be doing sexual stuff together, but he
wanted to be clear that he was available emotionally to the
others as well as a sort of father figure.

So that afternoon Jim made it a point to take Kira aside in his
little space by the door and talk to her for an hour while the
other three chatted. Mostly he was listening, because Kira had a
lot to say, and seemed to appreciate the special attention. None
of the girls was mean, but if they thought something Kira said
was dumb they told her so. Jim didn't. And the conversation could
always drift away from what a person wanted to say. Jim didn't
let it drift and made sure she got to finish her thoughts.

Later he offered the same to Caroline. She didn't open up quite
as quickly, but once she did, she had a lot to say too. He knew
she had an earnest crush on him in a way none of the others did.
He vowed to himself to be as respectful and gentle as he could
under the circumstances.

He and Liz had had their intimate sexy time together, so she
didn't immediately get why they should sit in the corner
together. But he insisted. He had to keep her from fiddling with
his cock. But when she did she had a lot to say too.

He promised the same to Anne too as soon as her confinement in
the tub ended.

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As they settled down to sleep that night in the same positions,
the younger girls gave uneasy glances at Jim and Liz. Anne
managed a significant smile. Jim could tell Liz was interested
from the way she looked at him. They held hands and waited a
while, hoping the others would fall asleep. That wasn't happening
at all quickly, so she turned to him and whispered very softly in
his ear, "I really want to take you in my mouth tonight. I want
to swallow your stuff."

The idea made his cock start stiffening. Rotating their heads in
tandem, to alternate whose mouth was at whose ear, he whispered
his reply at her ear. "Lots of girls think it tastes gross."

"I did it for a couple guys in seventh grade... It was gross
doing it with them, but I didn't mind the taste. I really want to
do it for you. I don't know what you did with your fingers, but
it was fantastic!"

"I could use my tongue on you -- you might find that even more
fantastic."

Liz made a face and whispered, "Ewwww, just do the same thing you
did last night."

They were both startled to hear Kira say out loud, "Look, it's
hard already." She was sitting up, peering over.

Caroline sighed. "Let's switch places, OK?"

She got farther away from what she didn't want to know about, and
Kira got closer to what she did.

Liz turned to see Kira with her head propped up on her elbow.
"You're supposed to go to sleep."

"But I'm curious."

Jim said, "How about you at least pretend to go to sleep, OK?"

Kira shrugged and lay down with eyes closed.

Jim whispered very softly again in Liz's ear. "I need to tell you
something before we do anything more. I really like this, but if
Anne wanted to make out with me in the middle of the night some
time, I don't think I could resist. And I don't think it would be
fair to her, either."

"Yeah, that's OK," whispered Liz, though Jim thought he noted
some hesitation.

"And we have to be really sure you don't get pregnant. That's why
I didn't want to go all the way with you last night -- or one of
the reasons. Are you a virgin?"

"Yeah, but I don't want to be. Especially stuck naked in the
bathroom with a sexy guy like you."

"Well, that's fine, but we still have to make sure you don't get
pregnant."

"I guess. Some of the girls at school just take a morning after
pill if it happens on a date."

"But we don't have any of them, do we? Or condoms."

"No, I guess not."

Suddenly Anne spoke up. "This is ridiculous. We'll all be waiting
for it. Why don't you just do what you're going to do and get it
out of the way."

"What about Caroline?" asked Jim.

"I'll cover my ears, but I still want it to be over," she said.

"OK, start covering your ears and humming," said Jim.

She did, and so did Anne. Kira kept watching.

"At least pretend not to watch, OK?" asked Jim.

"Why? I'm curious."

Jim considered. Usually people used locked doors to keep
children's curiosity at bay, but they couldn't do that.

"Just do it, OK?" said Liz.

Kira complied.

Liz sat down below Jim's legs and with relish began licking his
cock, looking into his eyes.

Jim smiled, and Liz took the tip in her mouth and began bobbing.
He glanced over to find Kira peeking, but she shut her eyes again
immediately when she saw she'd been observed. Oh, well. It felt
fantastic. He saw sexy Liz with his cock in her mouth. He wanted
him to come, and the others wanted it to be over soon. He pressed
his hips forward. Liz began flicking her tongue and Jim seized
with pleasure. He groaned as his spurts shot onto and all around
Liz's tongue and flooded her mouth. She kept flicking, and
through his haze of ecstasy he saw her throat move as she
swallowed.

He lay back, panting heavily.

"What happened to the stuff?" asked Kira softly.

"Couldn't help look, eh?" said Liz. But she didn't seem angry. "I
swallowed it. I wanted to."

"Yuck!" said Kira. "Do people do that?"

"Yeah, sometimes," said Jim. "Only if they want to."

"Oh." She yawned. "OK, so now I can sleep..."

Anne had stopped humming but remained out of view below the lip
of the tub. Caroline was still humming away loudly. Kira tapped
her on the shoulder. "They're done now."

Caroline stopped humming and gave a big sigh.

Liz and Jim looked at each other and smiled. If the others
thought they were done, so much the better. Then maybe they
really would fall asleep soon.

Much later, after checking that the others seemed asleep, he
began kissing Liz, who kissed him back. His hands worked over her
breasts but soon settled between her spread legs. His mouth
worked on first one nipple, then the other and he repeated with
his fingers what she had found so entirely acceptable the night
before. But she didn't feel quite as constrained to keep quiet.
When Jim looked up, still sucking Liz's right nipple, he saw
Caroline staring intently at Jim's hand moving rhythmically
between Liz's legs. When she saw him looking she shook her head
with disgust and immediately turned over against the wall.

When she finally convulsed with orgasm, Liz's choked whimper was
unmistakable. Caroline shifted restlessly as she lay facing the
wall. A sigh that was meant to be heard came from the tub. Liz
lay panting as Jim gradually pulled away. When she finally
returned to the present moment, she turned and whispered in Jim's
ear, "I love you." Jim patted her shoulder and kissed her, and
Liz settled onto her back with a dreamy smile. Jim hoped she had
really taken in what he said about maybe doing it with Anne too.
He fell asleep soon.

It was still dark when he woke to the very pleasant sensation of
a mouth on his cock. He lay still with eyes closed for some time,
though he smiled. He enjoyed the delicious feelings for a full
minute before starting to thrust his hips slowly. Fingers
delicately traced over his ball sack, the tongue began flicking,
and Jim shot another load into the eager mouth. When he opened
his eyes to look, he found Liz smiling as she returned to curl up
against him. He slept again.

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During an idle moment the next day, Caroline said, "Kira, what
are you doing?"

They all looked at where Kira sat facing the corner by the door.
She wasn't exactly sitting, though. She was in a W position, legs
bent and out to the side, leaning forward, hands together at her
centerline pressing against the floor. She looked back guiltily
over her shoulder. "Nothing!" she said quickly, sitting back on
her rump.

"You were playing with yourself, right?"

"Ummm, I --"

Jim said, "If we were sleeping alone in our own beds, we might
all be masturbating now and then, right? Kira's no exception."

"Can I... Can I show you?" asked Kira.

Jim said, "Sure, I'd be happy to watch -- if you want."

"Really?" said the little one.

"I don't want to watch!" said Caroline.

"Well, then turn away."

Caroline climbed into the tub and lay down out of view. Anne and
Liz seemed content to watch in this crazy sexual world where
little could be hidden.

Kira turned to face them and resumed her former position. "I
don't have any car seat, but my arms work pretty well..." She
began moving, mashing her little girl parts against her thumb.
"They work even better..." She looked up. "Hey, your thing got
hard!" pointing to Jim's penis. It was indeed fully erect.

"That's gross!" said Liz.

"We've been over this before. It's just my body reacting. She
does have the same parts as the rest of you, and she's certainly
letting us know how she likes using them and they feel good."

Kira looked uncertain. "So... I can keep going?"

"Sure."

Kira went back to rubbing against her hands, looking between
Jim's stiff cock and his face, seeming to really accept that this
was OK. More and more she just looked at his cock as she rubbed.

Jim was confused. His cock was hard, and that was fine. But the
little girl was looking at it with interest as she pushed her
little girl parts rhythmically against her hands. He saw her
interest, and his cock responded even more strongly. It even
twitched a couple times. He glanced over to see Anne and Liz
taking in the situation too. But he decided it was best to just
wait.

Before long Kira had had enough. She got up and took a snack of
the nutritious goop.

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That day passed, and another. After supper, Anne announced that
her period was over and she didn't need to sleep in the tub any
more.

As they settled down that night, Caroline asked for the tub, Kira
took the wall, and then it was Anne, Liz and Jim. Warned of the
impending bedtime blow job, Caroline started humming in the tub
and Kira turned away. But Anne said, "I think I'll watch." She
then turned pointedly to Jim and added, "if you don't mind."

Jim shook his head but looked with some concern at Liz.

She looked a little uneasy but agreed. She did it to him again,
and it felt great. Jim glanced to the side a couple times to see
Anne smiling at him. Her nipples were erect, though he didn't
know if she was aware of it. There was an extra little zing to
knowing that both girls wanted his pleasure.

A little later, when Anne appeared to be asleep, Jim turned to
Liz and began caressing her. She politely declined, saying she
wasn't feeling so good.

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Jim awoke in the gray of dawn to Anne saying, "Oh, boy! Hey,
Caroline, I think you'd better get out of the tub."

Jim looked up and followed Anne's gaze just as Liz woke and did
too. "Oh, shit!" hissed Liz. A few trails of brownish blood led
from Liz's crotch to a puddle on the floor.

"Huh, what?" called Caroline sleepily from tub. "Oh," she said
when she saw the situation. "OK," she said, vacating the tub.

Still cursing, Liz rose and took the three steps to the tub,
leaving a few drips in her wake.

"So, who's going to clean THAT up?" said Anne with distaste,
pointing to the puddle.

"I will," said Jim at once and began fingering the stuff into the
sink.

"Why you?" asked Caroline. "You don't even get periods."

"Actually, I think that's why it's my job. See, men and women
have things divided up, and it's not exactly fair. You girls get
cramps and periods. When it's time to have babies, you get
morning sickness and then you have to waddle around at the end,
then go through labor."

"Yeah," said Anne, "but we don't have to have babies if we don't
want."

"True," said Jim, continuing his finger brigade shuttle from
floor to sink. But people like to have children. If a man wants a
child, all he has to do is find a woman and have a lot of fun
pumping some sperm into her. So the way I see it, when you have a
period it's partly something you're doing for the benefit of us
men too, and if there's a little something I can do to help now
and then, I'm happy to do it."

The girls seemed thoughtful. Liz asked, "Are there bad things
about being a man?"

"It's complicated. One thing is we don't usually live as long.
Another is that when we see things that make us excited, we can't
hide it."

"Like watching little girls playing with themselves?" asked Anne
with a smirk.

"Yeah, like that."

"I don't want to grow up," said Kira.

Caroline put her arm around her. "It's not so bad."

Liz cleaned up, did her morning pee, and rinsed that away too.
The others swallowed goo from the nozzle until they were
satisfied, but they all had to pee. While Liz stepped out to
guzzle her breakfast as fast as she could, the others peed in the
tub and cleaned up. Anne was last, and as she was beginning to
squat Jim stood and peed into the tub.

"Hey!" said Anne. "It's splashing!" At the sound Caroline and
Kira looked at the performance and smiled.

"Oh, well," said Jim, giving Liz a little smile as his stream of
pee splashed on the drain. "I guess there's just a little more to
clean up." When the stream stopped he gave his last few squirts,
which made Kira giggle and Caroline smile. Shaking the last few
drops off his penis, he said, "There!"

Anne gave him a playful dirty look and squatted to pee, then
splashed water over a wider area than usual to wash Jim's
collateral damage away. By then Liz was done with her morning
meal and needed to return. Jim glad fingered up the few drops of
blood she had shed.

Before they lay down for the night, Liz caught Jim as he passed
by the tub and whispered in his ear. "If you come over here later
and stand by the tub, I'll still do it for you."

"OK, thanks," whispered Jim.

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As they lay down that night, it was Caroline against the wall,
then Kira, Anne and Jim.

To Jim's left was a very sexy 15-year-old. There had been a
certain sexual tension between them from the first day. He had
agonized before doing anything sexual with Liz, but now the
barrier was broken. Liz's monthly time had left Anne by his side
tonight -- an opportunity to find out casually how far she might
want to go. He didn't wait for the others to fall asleep. He
turned on his side and let his eyes run up and down the length of
the naked girl, then looked into her eyes.

Anne obviously knew what was in the air. She smiled back and
glanced nervously at the tub where Liz lay bleeding. Jim glanced
there too and gave a reassuring nod. He then moved in very
slowly, attending carefully to her body language. He used spoken
language too. "You don't have to do anything at all, you know,"
he whispered.

"OK," she said. But when he very slowly brought his lips toward
hers, she responded. They kissed quietly for a minute before Kira
noticed and said, "Oh! It's hard... So are you going to swallow
his pee too?"

Anne pulled back and sighed with annoyance.

"No," said Jim. "I don't think so. Not sure what else might
happen."

"Hey!" said Liz from the tub. "We forgot to scream for help
tonight. We did it just after lunch."

"It was more like right before dinner," said Anne.

"Still, better to be safe and not miss a chance for rescue," said
Jim with a smile.

So they all sat up, covered their ears, and screamed for help,
paused to listen, and repeated. There was no response.

After they had been lying quietly for a few minutes, Jim turned
to Anne again and took up where they had left off. Anne's
breathing showed she was responding physically to the kisses, so
Jim started caressing her body. Her full breasts attracted his
fingers, and he was soon playing with Anne's nipples. Anne got
more excited and the nipples got even more erect. Before long his
right hand played down below her hips, caressing knees and outer
thighs before moving to the inner. She spread her legs enough to
allow him access. Jim approached Anne's privates as he had Liz's,
his fingers appreciating her feminine complexities -- opening,
stroking, probing. When Anne pulled back from his kisses, her
beaming face made it clear that she was really into this too.
When they resumed, her continuing tiny sighs and wiggles made it
clear she was having a very good time. On and on their play went.

After 45 minutes, Kira turned over, raised her head to see what
was going on and went back to sleep without comment. Jim
reflected that throughout history when poor families shared a
small room, children must have gotten used to grown-ups having
sex right next to them.

Anne noticed too, but smiled at Jim and eagerly responded as he
continued his handwork.

Perhaps 90 minutes in all had elapsed when Anne's demeanor
changed and she relaxed. "That's been great," she whispered.

"Did you come?" asked Jim.

After the slightest hesitation, Anne shook her head.

"Is there anything I can do to help you finish?" he asked.

She shook her head again.

"What do you do by yourself to come?" he asked.

Anne shrugged and looked away.

"Have you ever had an orgasm?"

From her hesitation Jim at once knew the answer.

"Hey, that's fine. Lots of girls don't. You mind if I try
something else?" He flicked his tongue.

It took Anne a moment to get his drift, then she shook her head
with slight distaste.

"I'd really, really like to."

"What if they wake up and see?"

"So? They've seen Liz use her mouth on me."

"Yeah... and I don't feel like doing that."

"That's fine! Let me try on you, and if you don't like it after a
while, we'll stop. No big deal."

Still she hesitated.

"Look, my dear," he said earnestly. "You just think about how
good it feels and letting it feel just as good as it can. That's
all I'm thinking about is how good it feels to you." He didn't
wait for an answer, but tried to arrange himself below. Kira had
rolled over towards them, and he crawled forward and rolled her
back the other way and then there was enough room.

He adored Anne's musky smell and appreciated the hair, then
applied himself to the hairless parts within. After playfully
covering the territory with licks and kisses, he focused on her
clit. He could tell by her wiggles when something felt better to
Anne and when it felt not as good. He reached up to take her
hands to increase the connection. Below he focused precisely on
what made her most excited. He could feel her arousal building
and expected it to break at any point, but it just seemed to get
more and more intense. Her odor got naughtier and more alluring.
Fast flicks of his tongue had met with excitement before but had
quickly become too much. He tried them again, and this time was
different. Anne shuddered and suddenly thrust her pelvis up
sharply, over and over again, bruising his nose. But he kept on
flicking his tongue for many seconds before her squirming told
him to stop.

As he crawled up to lie next to Anne, it was an ecstatic,
radiant, and above all satisfied girl he beheld.

"Now take my virginity," she pleaded.

"No babies," he said.

"I can't, and besides I don't care!"

"I can get satisfied other ways, like with your hand."

"Please? Inside?" She got a naughty expression and leaned in for
an especially quiet whisper: "Shove it up my cunt -- really deep,
really hard! Please?"

A smiling, earnest virgin using language like that, right after
her first orgasm... He couldn't resist. He'd pull out before he
came. He shoved his finger up her pussy again and it went easily.
Two barely fit.

"It's likely to hurt..."

"I don't care!" She was frantic.

He mounted and aimed, nuzzled his tip against her soupy spot and
pressed. He pressed harder, and harder still. Anne's expression
still pleaded for more.

After adjusting briefly for better leverage, Jim thrust with much
greater force. His tip forced its way into a tight channel.
Anne's eyes opened wide and she winced, but he could tell there
was no element of "Wait!" among her thoughts. There certainly was
none among his. He was deflowering a 15-year-old hot virgin, and
his imperative was to use however much strength it took to force
her passage open, to get into her deeper, to get in all the way.
This he did. Anne couldn't possibly have been more ready or
aroused. The penetration hurt her a little, but it was necessary
pain, unavoidable pain, pain she wanted because otherwise she
couldn't get well and properly fucked.

Having drilled several inches worth of pussy open, it was time to
celebrate. In and out he pressed, in and out he fucked, holding
himself up above her with an idiot's grin, feasting his eyes on
his conquest below. This act was in a profound sense the ultimate
purpose of a man's life. But this particular one had to end in a
most unnatural way, with him pulling out. If only... He did some
quick calculations.

"Are your periods regular?" he asked urgently, the conversation
whispered.

"Yes!"

"Your period ended just a couple days ago, right? You mind if I
cum in you?"

"Please, do it, yes, yes!" she said, squirming beneath him.

There was still some small risk, but... He left all doubt behind
and fucked away, letting his pleasure guide him. It built as he
glanced down at the beaming, eager girl, breasts jiggling with
every thrust, legs spread wide, his shaft driving in and out.
Finally it happened, and he sighed louder than he meant to,
pulsing sperm into the upper reaches of what she herself had
called her cunt. The urgency faded, his strokes got slower, and
he lay down on Anne. His eye caught that of Liz, who had raised
her head for a quick peek over the lip of the tub. She looked
angry. Well, he'd explained the situation before.

He felt incredibly satisfied and sleepy as he slid onto his back.
Anne snuggled against his side. He murmured apologies, but she
seemed very happy and he was soon lost to sleep.

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He heard girls whispering and was aware it was getting light out,
but he let himself fall back into his satisfied sleep.

He finally woke for good when he was aware of a body above him,
bending and straightening, over and over. It was Anne, fingering
her milky vaginal leakage from floor to sink.

When he was wide awake he sat up. Liz motioned him over. "I
thought you said no babies!" she hissed while the others talked.

"It's not a dangerous time of month."

"You can't be sure."

"Pretty sure."

Anne appeared at his side, smirking and looking triumphant.

"He was mine!" Liz whispered.

"Was not! You just slept next to him first," sneered Anne.

"Cut it out, right now!" hissed Jim. He was surprised Anne wasn't
more gracious -- but he reflected that having your first orgasm
and losing your virginity could create bonds of possessiveness.

The two younger girls looked at the trio with interest.

Jim said, "Caroline, why don't you and Kira play that clapping
game you were doing yesterday."

"OK," said Caroline, and they were soon occupied by the door,
making lots of noise.

Jim stood up by the tub, and Liz stood up inside. "Stand in the
tub," he said to Anne. He then started lecturing. "You are both
very sexy. I like you both a lot. And however sexual either of
you wants to be, I'll try to do what you want. But if one of you
is mean to the other, I'm going to be angry, OK? There will be
consequences. Think of it as polygamy. One man, two wives. You
may not like it, but you'll get used to it. If Caroline gets
interested, I'll do what she wants to do too, and there will be
three of you. Understood?"

The girls glowered at him.

To Liz he said, "I told you I'd do stuff with Anne if she wanted,
remember?" She had no answer.

To Anne he said, "I never said it would just be you, right?" She
had no answer either.

To both he said, "I'll do it with both of you, OK?" Neither
looked happy.

He climbed into the tub so he was standing between them, all
three facing the wall. "Both of you -- if you think you might
want to do sexy things with me in the future, kiss my cheek."

Both girls looked confused momentarily, then Anne leaned forward
and kissed his right cheek before drawing back.

He looked at Liz, who leaned in and kissed his left before
drawing back.

"Now, both at the same time."

After some hesitation they did, and Jim vowed to remember the
moment. A naked, sexy 13-year-old was kissing his left cheek
while a naked, sexy 15-year-old kissed his right. As he stood,
the lower parts of their bodies started pressing against his as
well. The girls weren't  kissing his cheek any more, but their
mouths were right by his ear and he could hear their breathing.

Between his legs the inevitable began happening. Anne saw first
and encircled his cock with her right hand, down by the base. Liz
encircled the upper part with her left.

"Very nice," he said. "If you want me, you have to share me." He
turned to kiss Liz briefly on the lips, then turned to kiss Anne
briefly.

"Good. Glad that's settled," and they broke apart.

When he turned, he found that Caroline and Kira were looking on
with great interest. The noisy game had stopped some time before.

Jim said, "They both want to do sexy things with me, so I told
them they have to share."

Caroline looked disgusted. Kira looked intrigued.

Jim thought about it now and then during the day. He wasn't a
domineering sort of guy. He wasn't going to order Anne or Liz
around, as long as they were nice to each other. He certainly
wasn't going to do anything unless a girl wanted to. If they
decided to be especially nice to him and it developed into a
competition... The thought made him smile.

Teen girls have raging hormones to begin with. The constant
presence of a man in close quarters made them respond sexually.
The universal nakedness reinforced their sexual awareness.
Sometimes his erections were in plain view, no more than a few
feet away. It looked like they'd all want a lot of sex.

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As soon as Liz's period was over, she was eager to lose her
virginity, and he happily did the deed. As with Anne, he first
brought Liz to full satisfaction, and only then mounted her to
gently force his penis into her depths. Anne lay beside them,
facing Kira's back. But as Jim penetrated Liz, he could see Anne
moving her hand rhythmically between her legs. Maybe she thought
he wouldn't notice. But it was a hot twist. Turning his full
attention to the girl under him, he did not make himself hold off
-- in under a minute he pumped his semen into Liz's feminine
depths. She was already satisfied, and bringing girls to orgasm
through the energetic thrusting of an intruding penis was a
longer-term project.

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Chapter 3

After the morning filling, emptying, and rinsing, they gathered
in a circle and screamed for help and waited 30 seconds. They
repeated this four times in all. After the last they waited
closer to a minute. No reply, no hint of activity, not even the
rustling of clothing of some imagined person monitoring on the
other side of the door.

"What day is it today?" asked Jim in a loud, strong voice.

"June third," shouted the others in near-unison.

"How many days have we been together?"

"Twenty-two!"

The group sat in a ragged circle. The morning lesson was more
chemistry -- the bits of it Jim could remember. Today they would
go over once more the atomic numbers of the common elements and
the relationship of that number to valence and chemical bonds. A
grown-up lecturing some kids sitting in a circle -- an entirely
common activity. It's true that it was a very tight circle. It's
true that the students' breasts were on full display, filled out
on Anne, well along on Liz, totally absent on Kira but coming in
noticeably on Caroline -- Jim thought he could see the difference
in just three weeks. It's true that in their cross-legged
position the vulval slits were visible on the girls, along with
whatever sort of pubic hair the girl had. It's true that the
professor's cock flopped casually to one side, his ball sack
visible beneath.

As he spoke that morning, Liz opened herself up down below enough
that she stayed open a bit, then idly ran one finger around her
nipple while she licked her lips, looking at Jim steadily. Not
again! He tried to ignore her, but his body had other ideas. Kira
pointed when the floppy cock had lengthened and started to rise
off of Jim's leg, stopping the lesson. Jim in turn pointed a
stern finger at Liz and tried to formulate a suitable punishment.
Perhaps Liz saw from his expression that she was really pissing
him off, because she softly said, "Sorry" and behaved herself.

The facilities they had allowed unlimited rinsing but no washing.
However much they rinsed it, their hair was still oily. Anne
experimented with using some of the nutritious goop as a shampoo,
but it didn't work. Liz had a few large pimples, and Caroline got
her first one.

There were no cutting facilities either. Head hair grows slowly
and no change was apparent at once. But Jim's beard grew in. Hair
appeared in the armpits of Liz and Anne, and the latter
complained of scratchy legs.

All of them got anxious and depressed about their predicament at
times. Kira and Caroline in particular were often comforted by a
long hug from one of the older girls. Jim felt it too, but he
kept his worries to himself. When the negative energy threatened
to spread to three of the girls, he intervened. He spoke again
about the need to make lemonade out of lemons, of how whoever
their captors were, they seemed more sexually kinky than cruel,
and he had faith that they would all be released in time.

Occasionally the five of them reminisced about the simple foods
they would never take for granted again: a cold soda, a hot
sticky slice of pizza, the crunch of cereal with milk, the
special delight arising from a chocolate melting in one's mouth.

Physically there were drawbacks such as sore spots from sleeping
on ceramic tile and neck discomfort from having no pillow.
Sometimes Jim found it too warm.

He also realized that in some respects this situation was a dream
come true -- confined with two hot teen lovers. Had he been
determined to never give in to his urges with either of them, it
would have been a torment. But he and the girls were consummating
their desires, and it was immensely satisfying. The idea that he
had two lovers with such fresh and eager bodies at once felt like
almost too much bounty.

What made him uneasy was Caroline. She was the prettiest of them
all, and probably the smartest. Her reserve and dry humor gave
her the most appealing personality from his point of view. He
wasn't bothered to find her sexy -- the nipples were there with
the breasts filling in behind, her hips were wider than a
child's, and the fuzz between her legs was a promise of more to
come.

What bothered him was that he wanted her. Badly. He had two other
lovers who wanted him and were his for the asking. But he wanted
Caroline. She was clearly attracted to him, and he had little
doubt that were it just the two of them locked up in the bathroom
they would be involved passionately. He might not be penetrating
her, but he'd be licking her to orgasms and spurting his seed
onto her stomach. In his mind she was willing to take him in her
mouth as long as he didn't come there, and this fantasy brought
his cock strongly to life.

But Caroline gave him no encouragement. Perhaps unlike the other
two, her lust wasn't yet full-blown. Maybe she wanted to give
herself to a man who would be true to her and her alone -- it
made sense and he liked her all the more for it. He had a fantasy
of giving up Liz and Anne, swearing to Caroline that she was now
his one and only lover. But along with the bad feelings that
would bring to their little five-person emotional pressure
cooker, he knew it would never work. After a week of Caroline, he
would desperately want the others too. Still, his desire for
Caroline was intense.

So during one of their private little chats in the little nook by
the door, he found himself as nervous as a schoolboy. "Caroline,"
he said. "I've got something to ask you, and I'm really nervous.
But... Could I kiss you? Just once?"

She looked at him, then looked away.

He continued, "I know I'm involved with Anne and Liz, but you're
so beautiful and so wonderful..."

"I don't want to do sexy things," she said.

"Yeah, I know. And I don't either -- I mean, I know you don't.
But it would be wonderful to just kiss you, maybe at most hug,
very gently -- later, if you wanted."

He could see her struggling with herself. "Well... OK," said
Caroline. "One kiss."

As his face approached hers slowly, she offered her lips, though
she didn't move towards him.

Ever so slowly the lips came together and touched, once. That
satisfied the bargain, but he pulled back just a half inch.
Caroline reached forward then, and there was a second kiss. When
she pulled back, he waited several seconds before reaching
forward to give her one. She then pulled away more definitively.

Caroline sighed. "Just a kiss, huh?" She pointed to his lap,
where a very hard erection was prominently on display.

"It's just my body... I can't help it... It doesn't mean I'll do
anything with it... You know if I want that kind of satisfaction,
I can get it..."

"Yeah, right down Liz's throat," she murmured.

"And some day, if it felt right to you, I'd love to sleep beside
you. Maybe hug for a few minutes before we go to sleep."

"Anne and Liz wouldn't like that."

"Maybe not. But they'll get used to it. They're already sharing
me with each other, and I told them when it all began that if you
ever got interested they'd have to share me with you too. I
really want you next to me most of all. I'd rather hug you and
kiss you than them."

He thought he could see Caroline suppressing a bit of excitement.
"But you're still going to hug and kiss them."

"Yes, I am. But if I had to choose just one of you to hug and
kiss, it would be you."

"Would you rather fuck me too? I'm only 11."

"I... Well, yeah, you're not ready for that... Too young..." Jim
was tongue-tied and felt his face turning pink.

"But you'd like to?"

"I don't know... That's not what I mean..."

"Anne isn't even legal. Liz is, um, shockingly illegal at 13. And
me? At 11? That makes you a pervert."

Jim was awash in shame. This had gone wrong. But when he looked
up, he felt a little better because of the twinkle in Caroline's
eye. She wasn't outraged. She was teasing him -- at least in
part.

Jim said, "But you don't feel like a little girl, do you? Things
are changing -- not just your body, right? Sometimes the girls
see it, right? The way you look at me? I mean, I know I'm the
only male around..."

It was Caroline's turn to color.

Jim said, "Sometimes girls feel like just kissing and that's
enough for years. Anyway, if you ever feel like lying next to me
at night, for a hug or a snuggle or some kissing, go ahead."

"Me tell Liz or Anne to move aside? Likely story."

"No, just tell me during the day. I'll handle Liz or Anne -- I'll
handle Liz *and* Anne."

"Sure, whatever."

"One final kiss?" Jim intended it as a perfunctory, symbolic
kiss, but Caroline had other ideas. She held the kiss for several
seconds, eyes closed.

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"What day is it today?" asked Jim.

"June fourteenth," shouted the others in near-unison.

"How many days have we been together?"

"Thirty-three!"

"I have an announcement," said Caroline. "Tomorrow is my
birthday."

"It is?" asked Liz.

"Yeah, she told us before, remember?" said Anne.

"It's hard to remember everything," said Liz.

"I didn't expect you to remember. That's why I said it."

Jim had to admit that he hadn't remembered it either -- though he
did remember the names of all three dogs her family had owned,
the names of her two best friends, and many other details. He
realized Caroline was looking at him in a significant way.

He said, "Would you like to sleep next to me tonight, so you wake
up on your birthday in the place of honor?"

"Yeah, right!" said Liz. "More like a punishment for her."

Anne smiled.

"Yeah, OK," said Caroline. "That would be a nice change."

Anne raised her eyebrows.

"But it's my turn!" said Liz. "It's my first night out of the
tub."

Jim started to formulate a reply, but then he saw Anne digging
her fingers hard into Liz's arm.

"Ow!" said Liz. But when she looked at Anne's body language for
"caution", she stopped and reconsidered.

"Yeah, Caroline deserves a turn if she wants one," said Liz,
though her heart wasn't in it.

Kira said, "Can I have a turn too?"

"Of course!" said Jim. "Tomorrow night, if you want."

Kira seemed satisfied, but never brought it up again. She knew
she had the right, but she didn't especially want to exercise it.

Liz said, "We ought to bake you a cake for your birthday,
Caroline."

That got smiles and groans all around, and the crisis of the
moment had passed.

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Kira got the tub, a spot she and Caroline coveted because it
offered a measure of privacy. Liz was against the wall, then
Anne, Caroline and Jim. When all had been quiet for several
minutes, Jim raised his head to look around. Liz was facing the
wall, Anne spooned behind her tentatively. Caroline lay on her
back, eyes on Jim. He turned towards her, while she remained on
her back. He just looked at her with a smile, then slowly
caressed her far cheek with his right hand. She looked at him,
troubled, and then abruptly turned away onto her left side.

Jim was uncertain and disappointed, but he gave her a reassuring
pat on her right shoulder and slid onto his back. He was no worse
off than he had been before she announced her upcoming birthday.
He decided he could at least enjoy the sight of her back, so he
turned to face her, keeping several inches away, and admired the
lovely curves. It was a pleasing sight. Before long he felt
himself dozing.

He woke a bit later and saw Caroline's shoulders shaking ever so
slightly. He raised his head to investigate and found tears on
her cheek. He slowly moved in behind her and spooned against her,
but ready to pull back if she objected. He put his arm over hers.
She took his hand and pulled it closer over her as she pushed
back against his spoon. He tightened the connection so their
bodies were firmly against each other above and the tops of his
thighs were firmly against the underside of hers, though he kept
his erection back away from her body. His nose pressed gently
against her hair. Minutes passed. He heard a sniffle, then
another. He calmly kissed her neck once. Her abdomen contracted
once, then again, and then continuously. She was crying, and
crying hard. She made no sound. Jim kissed her neck and her hair
and patted her hand, all very gently. He did not want to make her
stop -- they all certainly had plenty to be sad about. Many
minutes later the sobbing stopped, then started up a few times
briefly. When she had been calm for some minutes, he pulled back
just a bit. He was sad that she was so unhappy, but he enjoyed
her warmth. Before long he found himself drifting off.

Much later he awoke to find Caroline facing him, just looking. He
looked back with a gentle smile. He thought he saw her move her
face forward a few millimeters, and a moment later he was sure of
it. He moved his own face forward the tiniest bit, she advanced
further, and soon their faces came together. Their noses touched.
He rubbed his back and forth once. She smiled and her face moved
forward again. Their lips touched, broke apart, touched again.
After a minute of this, Jim moved his lips a millimeter to the
right when they were touching. Caroline did the same. They were
kissing, gently, and to Jim it felt magnificent. He raised his
right arm and very slowly put it on Caroline's left shoulder. She
made no objection, so he stroked the upper arm very slowly, then
faster. He caressed her back and sides, her bottom, her hair.
Caroline kissed him back and he felt her breathing quicken a bit.
His hand worked around to the front and made a foray between
their joined bodies at breast height. Caroline pulled back just a
little and let him explore her left breast gently.

After several minutes, she pulled back, looked Jim up and down
and shook her finger scoldingly at his very erect cock. Jim
sighed and relaxed, pulling back a bit. It had been wonderful.
Caroline took his hand and kissed each finger in turn. Then she
took a deep breath and in one motion turned his hand and mashed
the palm right against her vulva, raising her left leg to allow
better access. He was both shocked and excited. He caressed
slowly, and Caroline smiled. He approached this girl's tender
parts more tentatively than he had with the big girls. She was
just 11 -- or 12 by now! She lubricated freely and seemed to
welcome his attention, rotating her hips to press forward against
his hand from time to time. His lips abandoned hers for chin and
neck, heading down. Caroline responded by pressing her chest
forward, and he licked her left nipple many times before taking
it in his mouth and sucking. Caroline shivered. His middle finger
found her vaginal opening and pressed in tentatively. The welcome
was hot and wet, and there was no obvious obstruction. His index
and ring fingers massaged her pleasure center inside its hood,
over and over. Below, he pressed further and further into her
vagina, at some primitive level surprised that a girl as pure as
Caroline would have a feminine canal, the kind designed to
accommodate a penis and make it feel so welcome it would disgorge
semen within. The thought made his cock twitch where it lay
pressed against Caroline's belly. She noticed and pulled back,
looking at him. She then put her hand to her mouth and gathered
saliva -- lots of saliva. The hand went down and found Jim's
cock. She coated the tip with her spit and rubbed.

"Oh, God, Caroline," he whispered. "Do you mind if I make your
stomach sticky?"

She gave a big smile and shook her head.

"Make a ring with your fingers -- like a pussy."

She smiled and he pressed. He began thrusting forward in tiny
strokes, through the ring formed by her thumb and forefinger,
plunging his middle finger into her vagina at the same rhythm.

He looked at her. Caroline! He was with Caroline. His cock
recognized the basic pattern of a pussy and responded
accordingly. Suddenly his climax was upon him and he pulsed hot
seed directly against the girl's stomach. She smiled as he
panted. Then she reached up and smeared the milky stuff from her
fingers against his chest, reached down to pull his hand away
from her tender parts, and mushed their stomachs against each
other, rubbing back and forth to coat them both with the sticky
stuff.

Jim smiled and reached around her to squeeze them tightly
together. He was so happy! After a long time, she pulled away,
turned over, and spooned back against him. Jim fell asleep
quickly.

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Anne and Liz knew enough not to offer any comment on what had
happened that night. If they noticed a sheen from dried stuff on
the fronts of the lovers they said nothing. They joined the
others in wishing Caroline a happy birthday.

Jim and Caroline lay down side by side night after night. If the
others woke up, they said nothing. From time to time the lovers
saw Kira's face appear at the edge of the tub, look at them, then
disappear again.

Jim's careful finger work did not bring Caroline to climax the
second night either, and he offered to use his tongue, but
Caroline firmly refused. On the third night she took Jim's hand
and showed a rhythm he would never have thought of -- slow up and
down strokes followed by several seconds of very quick fluttery
presses, then more slow up and down strokes. Armed with this new
knowledge, Jim finally brought Caroline to a happy release.
Afterward, he felt a little bad as he worked two fingers into
Caroline's vagina -- fundamentally he was both showing his desire
to penetrate her and physically preparing the way. But she didn't
object.

He paused with three fingers poised at her opening. He really
shouldn't. "Do you mind?" he whispered.

She gave him a smile and shook her head.

In went the three fingers at her opening, pressing, pressing...

He felt something give and saw Caroline startle.

"Oh, no! Sorry!" he whispered.

"It's OK," she whispered back. "Really."

Jim's earlier fantasy about Caroline's oral sex preferences were
just right. She took him in her mouth if he promised not to come
there. She instead took his suggestion of digging out her pussy's
lubrication with her hand so his frantic thrusts into her hand
felt more like intrusions into a soupy vagina.

On the fifth afternoon she seemed subdued, and Jim wasn't sure
what to expect. When they turned to each other that night, she
whispered, "I have cramps".

"Oh, I'm sorry. What do you want? Just sleep?"

"Yeah, I guess."

But in the middle of the night she woke him up.

"Jim? Jim?"

He looked at her gorgeous face.

"I want you to take me for real."

"Did the cramps go away?"

"No, they're even a little worse. But I really want it."

"Huh? That doesn't sound like a perfect first time."

She brought her lips right to his ear and whispered very softly.
"I'm headed for the tub, right? Before I go, I want to feel it.
My fingers know they're not good enough -- you're so strong, so
insistent -- you just want to FUCK it into me! Right up my
pussy!"

"Yeah, but not 'til you're absolutely sure..." It may have taken
weeks, but her desire seemed fully awakened now.

"I'm sure... I want to feel it."

He warmed her up with his fingers, and offered to continue until
she came, but she was too eager to get it. So the beautiful
12-year-old turned onto her back with legs spread wide. She was
right, of course. He did want to fuck it up into her, and in the
worst way.

The penetration wasn't bad. Some wide eyes but an expression more
of delight than pain. When he had claimed several inches of her
pussy he began the in-and-out fuck. But he had an idea. Holding
himself up with one hand, he surrounded her clit with the other,
and gave a quick flurry of strokes, followed by long, slow, deep
thrusts. Rest his cock while flurrying, fill her pussy very full
three times, more flurries. Caroline was surprised at first by
this arrangement and started to wave him off, but he insisted.
She was soon very much into it, looking delighted and excited in
equal measure. Finally she got a look of near panic in her eyes
and then gave a sharp cry. Jim kept up his fluttery motion a few
more seconds until he felt the girl relax, then he removed his
fingers and went to pure fucking. In and out, hard and deep,
faster and faster, in a frenzy. Caroline grinned up at him with
unfocused eyes before his own eyes lost focus and he jammed to
the hilt in his 12-year-old and pulsed, splatting the girl's
innermost pussy with shot after shot of creamy juice.

The two lovers fell onto their sides, staying joined below. They
enjoyed the afterglow for some time before disengaging. Jim
glanced down and they got the bad news.

"Uh-oh!" he whispered.

"Oh, shit!" said Caroline.

Cramps had turned to period during the act. Both of their
crotches were covered with blood and there was a mess on the
floor too. Kira was asleep in the tub... What to do? If they got
her up, she'd have no bloodless place to lie for some time.

Jim's brilliant idea was to lift Caroline up so she was on her
knees on the vanity top. She managed to squat down so she could
do a decent job of cleaning herself with sink water. When she was
more or less clean it was Jim's turn. He could do a decent job on
tiptoes, leaning forward over the sink. When it was time for the
floor, there were a great many fingerfuls, and Caroline worked
alongside Jim. Then they gently awakened Kira and explained the
situation, and the little girl dutifully lay down next to Anne,
soon joined by Jim.

The next night Jim kissed Caroline tenderly in the view of all
before lying down next to Liz. Anne got up and had a brief
whispered conversation with Caroline too, ending with an awkward
hug over the lip of the tub.

Liz got a fine orgasm from Jim's tongue. He fucked her hard and
fast for a satisfyingly long time, but pulled out as usual and
instead straddled Liz's face and she took his cock in her mouth.
Seconds later her tongue flicks brought Jim to ecstasy as he
emptied into her mouth.


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Chapter 4

Three months passed. Screams for help achieved nothing. Hair grew
longer.

More learning happened. Their situation resembled somewhat the
preliterate cultures where stories had to be memorized. Jim knew
a lot that the girls could memorize. In the outside world they
might have groaned at the idea of learning the list of
Presidents-except-the-six-Jim-couldn't-remember. But here there
wasn't much else to do, and they couldn't exactly go off in a
huff to their own room and slam the door. Jim mostly learned the
words to pop songs, the details of dozens of bands, and clapping
games. They got more systematic with their stretching and
exercise time, cobbling together an exercise program of sorts
with push-ups, sit-ups, running in place, stretching.

Jim divided his attentions among his three lovers. Caroline was
at first hurt to have to share Jim, just as they all suspected
she would be. She seemed to find it some consolation that she was
his favorite.

Kira watched discreetly when she was interested, but the novelty
wore off. She masturbated by herself now and then. The sex took
place during the night, and most of the time Kira was asleep.
Kids get used to just about anything.

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One morning Jim was having an especially hard time waking up.
Suddenly Caroline shouted, "Oh my God!" The others dragged
themselves fully awake and followed Caroline's gaze upward.

High up on one wall were some detailed pencil drawings.

"So, someone didn't just put us here and forget about us!" said
Anne.

On closer examination, the first was a detailed pencil drawing of
Liz walking through a meadow, stretching her arms to symbolize
freedom. On the adjacent wall was a picture of Anne, relaxing on
a towel at the beach. On the third was Caroline, shooting a
soccer ball at a goal. But there was one remarkable feature that
no one could miss in all three drawings: the girl was obviously
very pregnant.

They tried the door with extra force, verified that the food
supply still worked, and screamed louder than ever. Nothing else
had changed -- there were just three drawings high on the walls.
It was momentous that there was some communication from outside
their small cell. But the fact that the drawn girls were pregnant
was also of great interest.

"Hmmm," said Caroline. "Do you suppose that means that some day
we'll all be released, each of us will marry a nice man and have
babies?"

Jim and Anne smiled at her.

"Does it?" asked Kira.

"No," said Jim. "My interpretation is that if Anne or Liz or
Caroline gets pregnant in here, then they'll let her out."

"Maybe if one of us gets pregnant, they'll let us all out,"
suggested Liz.

Jim said, "I guess, but I don't see any drawings of Kira or me
out there, right?"

"Hmmm. Yeah."

Anne sidled up to Jim, put her arm around him, and made a kissy
face. "Want to get started?" Her free hand slid towards his cock.

The others smiled.

"We still have thinking to do," he said. "First of all, none of
you has to have sex with me if you don't want to."

"I think that bridge has been crossed a few times already," said
Liz.

"Yes, but deciding to have a baby is a much more serious
commitment. Playing around when you're a teen locked naked in a
bathroom with a naked man is different from a decision that could
affect the rest of your life."

"Yeah," said Anne. "But this is all we have to go on. And if they
set one of us free, we can get help for the others."

"Somehow I doubt they'll let you know where we're being held,"
Jim said.

"At least we can let your families know you're alive and well."

Caroline murmured, "And living a very, very strange life..."

Jim said, "There's more than that to think about. We try not to
dwell on it too much, but the person who put us here has
committed terrible crimes. We refuse to cooperate with him on
principle." The others looked at him. "Or, we could decide it's
all or none, and we refuse to leave unless we all go free."

Anne said, "Um, I don't recall having any choice about getting
here, so I have this feeling that we'll be hauled out unconscious
just like we were brought in. They must send gas through the
ducts or something."

"True, but you still have the choice not to get pregnant."

"Someone might not want to go because they'll miss the others,"
said Liz.

"A romantic idea," said Anne. "But I doubt it -- even you,
Caroline, would you refuse to go because you'd miss Jim?"

"Of course not," she answered, causing an unexpected little
twinge in Jim's stomach. "We could try bargaining," she
continued, her eyes suddenly bright. She stood and addressed the
ceiling in a loud voice. "No pregnancy without -- soap!"

Anne said, "No pregnancy without -- razors!"

Jim shouted, "No pregnancy without -- mattresses!"

Kira shouted, "No pregnancy without -- crayons!"

Liz said, "That's dumb, Kira, why do you want crayons?"

"I dunno, I just thought to draw with..."

Jim said, "Yes, well, that was fun, but... What day is it today?"

"September 2nd!"

"How many days have we been together?"

"One hundred fourteen!"

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"So," said Liz quietly when they were alone in the corner by the
door, later that morning. "Can you make me pregnant?"

"Make you pregnant? Oh, how would I do that?" asked Jim with a
straight face.

Liz rolled her eyes.

"I just want to think about this some more," said Jim.

That night as he lay down next to Anne, she whispered in his ear.
"Are you sure you don't want to just do it? The way nature
intended? Going all the way without thinking about periods?"

"Sorry, dear," he whispered in turn. "I've still got more
thinking to do."

The next day he had an announcement. "I've decided I'm not going
to do it. I'm sick of playing their game."

"What?" said Liz.

"I don't like the idea of being pushed around like this. This is
coercion. They're asking me to mess up your lives -- young teens
like you aren't supposed to be having babies. You're supposed to
be getting an education and deciding much later who if anyone you
might want to marry."

"You're kidding!" said Liz.

"We're not exactly getting an education and leading a normal life
in here," said Anne.

"I shouldn't have been having sex with any of you all along. It
was selfish of me."

"You didn't exactly force me," said Liz.

Jim said, "They kidnapped us all and stuck us here in this room.
That's a monstrous crime! I know we've been making the best of
it, but we shouldn't forget that. They've been keeping us here
for weeks and weeks, without a single word, without a single
indication that anyone is paying attention to us at all. And then
what is the first contact we have? A demand that I make you all
pregnant."

"It isn't exactly a demand," said Caroline. "It's not saying
anything bad is going to happen if we don't."

"No, but keeping us here is bad enough! These conditions are
terrible!"

"You're always the one saying to make the best of it," said Liz.

"That's among us, but this has to do with them -- whoever they
are. You know how we're supposed to have the courage to change
what can be changed? This might be one of those times."

Three days passed. The girls argued with him sometimes, but he
was adamant. Inside, he was also confused. He had always
suspected that the group of them had been chosen for the sexual
tension. He and the big girls had decided to relieve that
tension, and it had been wonderful in its own way. Without any
communication of any kind, it was easy to forget the cameras were
there. But now their captors had spoken and made their wishes
known. Sex wasn't enough for them -- they wanted pregnancy. On
the other hand, as the days went by without consummation, he
became more aware of the youth and beauty and fertility of the
girls around him. He could go back to sex the way they'd always
done it, with great care. But he also realized that unless he
sent his ejaculation quickly down one drain or other, there was
no way he could keep a girl from fingering it into her pussy if
she wanted to.

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Jim struggled to wake up. He heard some groans. "I'm so tired!"
said Liz.

"Wonder what it is this time," groaned Anne.

"Hey, look!" said Kira in a fuzzy voice.

With increased motivation they all managed to get into a sitting
position -- then began shouting and babbling.

Standing against the door were five inflatable camping
mattresses. On the floor was a pile of disposable razors and a
pair of scissors. Next to it was a pile of fine-point colored
markers. In the wall of the shower at waist height was a new
small nozzle with a small button beside it.

"Anyone want to bet what comes out of there when you press the
button?" asked Anne.

"SOAP!" they all yelled in unison.

The morning was filled with cleaning and shaving.

"You should have asked for a cell phone!" said Caroline to Liz.

"Or an ax or a crowbar or an acetylene torch or something," said
Jim.

"Or tampons!" said Liz.

"We wouldn't get them because we're supposed to try to STOP
having periods!" said Caroline.

"Or... CLOTHES!" shouted Kira.

They all laughed and then were quiet.

"Yeah, why didn't we ask for clothes?" asked Liz.

Caroline said, "I think we realized they'd never go for that.
Like being naked is such a big part of what this is about."

Jim said, "Or maybe we are so used to it that it just never
occurred to us."

Anne said,  "Clothes are overrated. They get dirty. They wear
out. You worry if you've got the right style." Caroline and Liz
nodded.

Liz said, "You know, I might be embarrassed if you saw me in a
bra and panties!"

It was a joke, but there was something to it as well.

Later Anne called a meeting, and they settled down in a ragged
circle -- on the camping mattresses, which felt like feather beds
in contrast to their weeks on ceramic.

"So, you said they were keeping us here in terrible conditions.
They apparently heard you and improved the conditions."

"Yeah," said Jim. "But they're just tokens."

"They're really nice tokens," said Liz.

Jim sighed.

Caroline said, "Let's take a vote. How many people think Jim
should try to get us pregnant?"

The three big girls raised their hands at once.

"What about you, Kira?" asked Jim.

"She's too young to get pregnant!" said Liz.

"Yeah, but Caroline asked for a group vote. Like she was voting
on whether I should try to make Liz pregnant. So shouldn't Kira
have a vote too?"

"I don't get it," said Kira.

"Do you think I should try to make Anne and Liz and Caroline
pregnant? If I succeed and those drawings are promises, then
whoever gets pregnant can leave."

"When can I leave?" asked Kira, lip quivering.

"Yeah, we don't know. There's no way I get to leave either."

Anne said, "Well, Kira, when you get old enough to have a baby
you can get pregnant and leave too!"

Jim said, "Oh, let's not go there. That would be, before there
was any chance at all -- what, five years? Something else has got
to change before then." He continued, "What I was trying to get
at is that this isn't really a group decision. Whether I try to
get Liz pregnant is a decision between me and Liz. Whether I try
to get Anne pregnant is between Anne and me. See?"

Caroline sighed. "And it's something that both people have to
agree on. So you have veto power."

"Yes."

There was glum silence.

When Jim looked up, he was surprised to see the steely expression
on Caroline's face. "If you don't try to make us pregnant, I'm
going to be really, really mad at you!"

Jim was taken aback -- and so were the other girls, but only
momentarily. It was not like Caroline, but was all the more
powerful for that. The emotion spread at once.

"I will be really pissed at you," said Anne. "Really, really
furious."

"I will hate you forever!" said Liz.

Jim sat with head down, feeling glum.

But Anne suddenly shifted to a silky tone. "But on the other
hand, Jim, think of what we want. You can touch us all over, then
we lie back and spread our legs..." She demonstrated. "Open our
pussies up and you get to press your cock in." She indicated
Jim's cock, which had stiffened as she spoke. "See, you like the
idea. Then you get to shove in and out, as quick or slow as you
want, and then you feel really good as your body squirts a little
sperm into us. We love to get it. One hundred percent natural.
Just as nature intended."

"You've been doing that all along," said Kira.

Anne continued, "Yes, but it has to be at the right time of
month. In the past, Kira, he's only let the sperm go if we knew
it wouldn't make a baby."

Jim sighed. Hot naked girls begging to get fucked the natural
way, begging for him to make them pregnant. His cock was hard. He
didn't have to be against it just because his captors were for
it. And then there was the matter of fathering more children.
Even if they kept him in there forever, his children would go out
into the world. And that was one of the main purposes of life,
right? To leave children.

Jim looked up and smiled at Kira, then looked at each of the
others in turn. Three very sexy girls who would be really mad at
him if he stayed away from them, and would be very, very happy if
he would mate with them the old-fashioned way, to do just what
every fiber of his inner being wanted more than anything, so they
could have babies... "Oh well, OK. You win."

"Oh, goody!" said Anne.

"Yippee!" said Liz.

Jim glanced up and saw Caroline beaming at him.

"So, who gets to go first? Who do you want to try to knock up
first?" asked Anne.

"Whichever of you is most likely to get pregnant right now, I
guess," said Jim. "There's this thing called 'fertility
awareness'. When your body is ready to get pregnant, the mucus
down there gets kind of stringy in a special way. So time to
start learning about it. Reach a finger into your pussy and bring
it out again, and see if a sort of thread comes out with your
finger."

The three big girls all tried it, but there was no stringy mucus.
Maybe none of them was fertile, but then maybe they weren't doing
it right.

Anne asked, "OK, but since we don't know for sure, should we have
sex right now just in case?"

"You mean tonight?" said Jim.

"Maybe tonight would be too late."

They did some comparisons and decided that Anne was the closest.

Liz said, "We can think of it like animals breeding. That's what
we are, right? Animals trying to breed?"

Anne said, "I guess so... And hey, there are mattresses!"

"Oh, yippee!"

Anne said, "Let's make it like realistic animal breeding. Hands
and knees."

Caroline addressed Kira quietly. "Do you mind? Sexy stuff right
out in the open?"

The little girl shook her head.

"OK," said Caroline, placing two mattresses side by side. "Let's
bring the bitch onto the mating platform..."

"Hey, Watch it," said Anne, who nonetheless got into position.

Caroline smiled sheepishly and continued, "Notice how her rear
end is raised? That means she is sexually receptive... Now see
the stallion? Smelling the female in heat, his penis is growing
long and hard. This allows him to achieve a deep penetration of
the mare. It looks like the organ is ready... But wait, he's
sniffing the mare's vagina! Making sure she's really in season, I
suppose... Wait, he's licking the vagina! And using his front
paws to rub."

"I have never seen anything like it before!" said Liz. "He's
using his front paws very delicately to massage the mare."

"Rea - a - a - a - dy!" whinnied the mare. Kira giggled.

Caroline said, "OK, now the stallion is mounting. He sure has a
huge one. I've never seen one that thick or long. He's  twitching
his cock and pressing forward, waiting for his pole to be right
in front of the mare's vagina... Sometimes the trainers step in
to help the mating go more smoothly," she said, reaching in to
point Jim's cock at the magic spot.

He lunged forward and his penis caught. "Unnnh!" he cried.
Grappling the hips in front of him, he pressed in again and
again, getting in farther and farther. "Unnnh!"

"Ow!" cried the mare, but she didn't pull away. The invitation to
be bred remained open.

"Sometimes a little pain is good in helping the mare get
pregnant," said Caroline.

"That's cats," said Liz. "But sometimes some stimulation
helps..." She reached in carefully to the junction of penis and
vagina, avoiding the stallion's powerfully thrusting thighs. She
found the spot right below the junction and began fluttering her
fingers.

Anne turned to see who was doing that and said, "Liz!"

"Oh, shut up and enjoy it and get pregnant," said Liz.

Anne managed a smile and turned to face front again, her face
going slack.

"Oh, my!" said Caroline. "He's got it plugged in really far. He's
going to flood her insides with his semen any second now..."

Jim was pounding away, his face screwed up in concentration, his
fingernails digging into Anne's butt a little.

Caroline leaned in and caressed his undulating butt, whispering
in his ear, "Do it for me. Spray her dirty cunt with tons of
sperm to make her pregnant!"

Jim looked her way briefly. It sure was hot talk.
"Arrrggggghhhh!!" he roared, freezing in position with his cock
in the deepest, pressing hard. "Oooohhhhhhhh!"

Suddenly Anne gasped and whimpered, and Liz smiled as she kept
fluttering her fingers.

Slowly Jim sank back, his cock slipping out.

Kira said, "So when did he pee it out? When he made that big
shout?"

"That's right," said Caroline.

"And why did Anne gasp like that?"

"She felt really good, and maybe it helps the sperm up to the
egg."

"That made me feel like playing with myself!" Kira said.

"Well, go ahead," panted Jim.

She imitated the motion she'd seen Liz use. "Hey, that feels
really good!"

A couple hours later, when he'd recovered, Jim seeded Liz in
similar fashion.

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That night Caroline lay next to Jim -- both on mattresses!

They kissed a while.

"Kissing's OK, but we're trying to get pregnant, right?" said
Caroline, talking softly but not bothering to whisper.

"You know, the chances aren't so great at your age."

"But there's no harm, and it sure is fun."

"Did you really say what I thought you said just when I was about
to spurt into Anne? Did you use a very naughty word?"

"Um, yeah, I guess."

"Sweet little you?"

"Maybe when a girl really wants to get pregnant she's not so
sweet any more. You've never done me from the rear before."

"You weren't interested."

"That was then. I've changed my mind. It feels right for trying
to get pregnant."

"You sure?"

Caroline leaned in close to whisper very softly in his ear, "I
love you dearly. But now what I want is for you to ram it home,
deep in my pussy." Her voice got even softer, "Rape my cunt! Rape
it really hard!"

Jim felt dizzy as he mounted sweet, sensitive Caroline. Her
nether parts and whatever part of her brain spoke for them
weren't so sweet and sensitive. So he raped her cunt. He raped it
hard and deep and for a long time, just like she wanted. It felt
very right. Then he spewed his sperm, way in deep, hoping rather
than fearing that she might get pregnant.

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Even though there were razors available, Jim decided not to
shave. He just trimmed his beard. After shaving their underarms a
couple times, Liz and Anne decided underarm hair didn't look so
bad after all. They asked Jim about shaving their pussies, but he
didn't like the idea. He wanted to keep it natural.

Kira loved her markers, and made pictures everywhere on the white
ceramic walls for a few days. They weren't permanent, but the
marks didn't just come off when they got wet, either. It took
some effort.

The markers affected the teaching. For months Jim had been
motioning in the air or drawing circles on the floor with his
finger, but it was very limiting. Now he could draw pictures,
diagrams, equations... There were also new subjects ready for
exploration, including geometry and algebra.

But along with markers and mattresses, soap and razors, the
atmosphere had changed. This was now a bunch of animals trying to
reproduce. It was rutting season.

For the big girls, a strong man with balls and cock was never
more than a few feet away. What they needed was for that cock to
get hard, to force its way into their pussies and deliver the
sticky stuff whose most important ingredient was what those balls
made. Since they never knew just when the right time was, it made
sense to take it whenever they could get it. And when he rammed
that cock into one of the other big girls, they were no more than
a few feet away. Each girl was half-aroused all the time and came
to full arousal very quickly at the sight of Jim's erect cock or
of any sexual byplay with any of the girls. They got wet several
times a day, and on a few of those occasions the wetness was
rewarded with a deep stuffing from that wonderful cock.

As for Jim, his alpha male nature took over. His libidinal
energies rose to the challenge and opportunity. He was surrounded
by nubile girls. There was no wooing or seduction required. If an
ass or a thatch of pubic hair or some pussy lips caught his
fancy, he could if he felt like it grab it and guide it into
position, fuck the associated cunt and ejaculate in it seconds
later. The girl would coo and thank him. He was rarely quite that
impulsive.

He also liked to make his girls happy, and spent considerable
time kissing and fondling each one, working his fingers expertly
between her legs and sometimes using his tongue down there to the
girl's great delight.

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Jim's mind reeled with pleasure as his junk pulsed rhythmically
to squirt his juice into deepest Anne.

With a groan of satisfaction he rolled off of her and onto his
back, his cock slipping out. He felt fingers on his cock. Liz was
making thrifty use of the excess juice, getting some on her
finger and then shoving it deep into her pussy, which her other
hand was holding as wide open as possible. First contact of
finger with vaginal wall should happen as deep as possible,
giving the sperm the shortest swim.

The girls also had a deal that when one of them had been bred,
the others could gently finger off whatever dripped out of her
for recycling in another pussy.

Some time later, as he drowsed on his back, he felt small hands
hefting his balls.

"You guys are so great," said Caroline quietly. "You keep
churning away and making lots of good sperm. And all you little
spermies, your chances are pretty good, you know -- well, a lot
better than normal. There are three girls out here, making eggs,
and maybe three of you little guys are going to win the lottery.
Maybe four if one of us has twins! Ooooo, and see, the
inseminator is getting ready, getting long and hard, ready to
deliver you guys! He gets really long and stiff so he can shove
way up into us girls were it's dark and hot and wet and drop you
guys off way up high near the eggs... It looks like he's ready to
go now... I know Jim's tired, but maybe I can work out a deal
with just you guys... See I'll climb up and force Mr. Penis up
into me... I'll gobble him up... Just like that! And now I'll go
up and down, up and down... giving the inseminator a hug -- a
nice slurpy hug. And you spermies, you can beg the inseminator to
let you out. Tell him to think about how hot and comfy it is, how
wet and smooth, all around, sliding back and forth, back and
forth. Tell him this is is the place to deliver you -- this is
the time. The best time, the perfect time to spew you out so you
can swim to find the egg. Tell him to let you out. Caroline's
pussy wants you more than anything. It's wet, it's hot, it's
smooth, it's perfect. Wet, hot, smooth... wet, hot, smooth...
wet, hot, smooth... perfect... perfect... perfect..."

Jim heaved his pelvis upward and sighed as his innards shot a few
million of the sperm right up through the inseminator into hot,
wet, inner Caroline, just where they were wanted.

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Kira's reaction to all this breeding right in front of her nose
was complicated.

A lot of the time she sighed and went back to her markers. But
seeing the big girl pussies invaded over and over by a big cock,
she explored her own little pussy with a finger, and managed to
get it in to the second knuckle. She also masturbated a lot.
Sometimes she pointed out her sexual explorations to the others,
who responded with benign interest and approval.

"I keep trying," she complained once, when all the other sex
organs in the room were quiescent. "But I never get one of those
really good feelings -- one of those orgasms."

"Maybe you're too young," said Liz. Various of the girls had
masturbated while Kira watched closely, trying to learn the
technique.

"You want me to rub you?" said Caroline.

"No," said Kira. "Not a girl."

"Jim, you want to be nice to the little girl so she doesn't feel
left out?" said Caroline.

Jim smiled and considered. "Sure," he said.

"Pervert," muttered Liz.

Jim started to formulate a reply, but Anne beat him to it. "We're
all pretty perverted in here."

"Would you really like that?" Jim asked Kira.

She nodded. She lay back on a mattress in the middle of the floor
and spread her legs wide. She had had plenty of opportunity to
see how a girl made herself available for Jim's intimate
attentions.

Jim lay beside her and worked his fingers gently between her
legs. She had the same structure down there as the other three,
though on a smaller scale. While his fingers began their tender
joyful work, he gazed at the little one lovingly, moving in
slowly to kiss her cheek and nibble her ear. He kissed her chest
too. Kira giggled now and then, but not for long. When Jim
approached her mouth with his, she turned aside.

As his fingers found their most intimate targets and began their
sensual rhythms, Kira's eyes closed and she began breathing
irregularly and sighing. On and on Jim went, trying to find some
slight variant that would drive Kira to higher pleasure. She was
having a great time, but not heading for release.

"You mind if I lick it?" he said at last.

Kira wrinkled her nose.

"It might feel even better," he said gently.

"OK," she said then, lust overcoming icky feelings, and Jim
hungrily lowered himself to inhale the little girl's mix of
scents and begin his work.

"Oooo!" she said before long. The excitement built. He found a
particular motion -- a long, slow lick from bottom to top of her
little clit, that seemed to make her wriggle in a more urgent
manner. He kept it up, over and over, for minutes, while Kira's
wriggles and squeaks attested to building excitement. Finally she
gave a big, "Ooooooo!  Ooooooo!" and began relaxing. He'd done
it!

The other girls cheered softly. Kira was really happy.

But Jim was aroused. "I need you out of the way now, Kira," he
panted. "Into the tub, OK?" The little girl flopped in, still
smiling.

"All three of you, line up on the mattresses... Legs apart."
There wasn't really room for three girls side by side with legs
spread wide, but they managed it by overlapping knees over
thighs.

Farthest to his left, Jim plunged into Anne, grunting and
thrusting, while his right hand pulled on Liz's right nipple.
Anne's pussy was hot and welcoming, but there was Liz, and she
was sexy too. He pulled out of Anne and slid over to take Liz
right up the pussy. He let all his weight down on her and reached
out for Anne's left boob with the one hand and Caroline's smaller
right one with the other, groping them while pounding into Liz's
naughty hole down below with his uncouth pole. In his mind he
pictured the girl with that smaller breast, and he wanted her.
Out he slid and mounted Caroline, slick cock swinging from left
to right as it hung, eager to get into something again. Caroline
guided him and he fucked it deep into her too. It felt fantastic.
He looked at her grateful and pleading face. She wanted his
sperm. He'd have been happy to give it to her, but something
about Liz's pussy had felt more... more fertile, somehow. So he
pulled out of Caroline and returned to Liz. He shoved his
breeding prong into her breeding hole and began primitive
humping, over and over. He let himself down onto her, reached
around to take one butt cheek in each hand, and fucked with
abandon. This was the place, he told his apparatus, and it
managed the rest. The final swelling, the lunge, the spurting,
the ecstasy. Then he was done. Out he slid, and wedged himself
between Liz and Caroline, facing the younger girl and snuggling
against her. Caroline was warm and soft, happy and friendly --
but he also knew that it was Liz who had gotten what the girls
treasured most.

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Caroline woke to blood oozing out between her legs onto the
mattress. Failure, though not unexpected. Leaking blood outside
the tub was easier to clean up now. They could partially deflate
a bloody mattress and wash it off in the bathtub.

Anne and Liz both confessed mournfully to cramps. Liz began
leaking just after lunch, and Anne shortly before they lay down
to sleep for the night.

The three had found their periods getting more closely aligned in
the past couple months, but this time the process was complete.

"I guess you can build up your sperm for later," said Liz. "No
useful place to put it tonight."

"Who says I want to save up my sperm?" said Jim.

"You're trying to make us pregnant, right?"

"Yeah, but that's not all I'm trying to do. I'm trying to have
fun, right? Trying to be 100% natural."

"OK, well, you can do it in my mouth like you used to way back
when. That would be fun," she said, licking her lips.

"What about me?" said Kira. "I want some sperm too."

"You? Your pussy's too small for him to get it into!" said Liz.

"It's getting bigger! I can get two fingers in."

"That's nowhere near enough. Think of your two fingers compared
to his big prong -- you don't have to remember, you can look,
because I see it's big now... You're not going to actually do it,
are you, Jim?"

"Kira, would you like your turn? I couldn't really stick it in,
but.. You'll see."

"OK!" said Kira. She lay back and spread wide.

"Now, if you're willing, take my cock in your hand and rub it."

From observation, Kira had a good idea how it was done, though
she approached the massive thing with some hesitation.

"Ah, that's nice, honey," he said. "Now I put it down here, just
like I was going to stick it in you..." He held her flaps open
and pressed himself right into her little vestibule... Mmmm,
that's nice... Now you just keep stroking up and down... Ah, just
like that... And tell me what you want."

"I, um, I want a big mess of sperm right up my pussy."

"Ooooo, a little faster with your hand, keep going... Just like
that...  You really want it?"

"Yeah!"

"Oh, goody. Mmmm, very nice, oh, oh, aaaahhhhhhh!" he said.

Kira squealed as she felt the warm slimy stuff right at the entry
to her girly hole. She squirmed, but Jim kept pressing. He wanted
to deliver his stuff to the right place.

"Ow!" said Kira.

Jim pulled back at once, realizing he'd pressed harder than he
meant to. The desire to get it in at the moment of ejaculation
was very strong. But Kira's discomfort had been brief and not
serious.

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Ten days later, the other side of synchronized cycles came into
play. The three girls bled at the same time, meaning that they
became most fertile at the same time too.

The fucking became more intense and earnest. They kept careful
track of who got the seed, and Jim made sure to give each of them
a dose.

"What about me?" asked Kira. "When do I get my dose?"

"Not now!" said Liz. "This is when we really need it most."

But Jim looked at the little girl with understanding. Being left
out again while the big kids played... He'd grown up with two
older brothers, so he knew the feeling.

"I'll tell you what, Kira," he said. "I'll give you a big load of
the stuff tomorrow morning, right up the pussy."

The other girls complained.

"Listen," he said. "I agreed to try to make you pregnant, but I
can do things my way too."

"How's that going to help us get pregnant?" asked Liz.

"You'll see," said Jim.

So the next morning, bright and early, they watched Jim's plan
unfold. Each of the big girls took the tip of his cock in her
mouth and licked it a little. Then he collected lubricant from
the pussies of each of them -- noting the light stringy
consistency in each pussy -- and slobbered it all over his cock.
He then straddled the eager Kira, nuzzled his cock right against
her girlish opening, and rubbed himself -- plain old
masturbation. She was a little girl, but she had all the right
parts, and his cock was nuzzled right against the hole that is
made to take sperm.

"You sure you want it?" he panted.

Kira nodded vigorously.

In under a minute his orgasm was upon him. "Oh, shit, OK, well,
here it is! Arrrrggghhh!" He pulsed his stuff right inside Kira's
inner lips, and the little girl gave a big smile.

When he caught his breath and pulled away, he said, "Now's the
surprise, Kira. You get to be Santa Claus... Liz, lie down here
on the mat... You squat over her, Kira... Now take some from your
pussy on your finger and stick it up inside Liz." The big girl
held her pussy wide open and looked at the stuff on the little
girl's finger like the priceless treasure it was. "Now, say
'Merry Christmas!' You get to make them pregnant."

Each of the other big girls lay down and a delighted Kira
squatted above and fingered some of the goop from her pussy
opening into the big girl.

Jim wondered where his plan had come from. It's true he didn't
want Kira to feel left out. Surely he found the three bigger ones
a lot more attractive. But the idea of ejaculating inside Kira
was also terrifically exciting. She certainly seemed to like it.
But was it unnatural? He shrugged. Their entire situation was
entirely unnatural.

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Two weeks later all three girls got cramps and disappointment
filled the little bathroom once more. Anne started bleeding, and
then Caroline. But Liz didn't bleed right away. She still hadn't
started a couple days later, and then she started feeling other
things -- started feeling strange. She felt little changes in her
body, and she started feeling queasy. Fortunately the only food
available was bland. They didn't have any conclusive tests, but
it looked like Liz was pregnant!

The pictures high on the wall hadn't been at all specific about
when a pregnant girl would be released. The girls were shown as
very pregnant, but it wasn't clear if that was just to make sure
no one missed what they were trying to convey.

Jim commented to the others that they might not have any warning
before Liz was taken away, so they should say 'goodbye' to Liz
sometimes in addition to 'good night', just in case.

Now he was free to direct all his sperm into Anne and Caroline.
Of course he still gave Liz sexual attention when she wanted it,
but she wasn't as keenly interested. Of course he gave affection,
hugs and careful attention to all four of them in the measure
they wanted.

Months passed. More learning happened. More fucking happened,
more attempts at breeding. More semen got spurted high up the
vaginas of Caroline and Anne. Kira got to play Santa Claus
sometimes.

Liz began to show. She started feeling the baby move, and after a
while the others could feel it too.

Just then, Anne missed a period and soon went through the same
changes Liz had. Now the sperm was all Caroline's.

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Jim had come to recognize the feeling. Waking up with this groggy
feeling meant that "they", whoever they were, had come in the
night.

Where had Liz gone to sleep? Against the far wall. Next to her?
Anne. "Hey, Anne? Anne? Is Liz still there?"

"Huh? Wha?"

"I think we've been drugged again. Is Anne beside you?"

"Oh, huh, no. No! She's gone!"

The four of them looked around in their groggy state, but nothing
else seemed to have changed.

When they were fully awake, they talked and talked. Overall, this
was a happy development. Their captors seemed to be keeping their
word, as best Jim and the remaining girls could tell. If so, Liz
was free. She could tell their friends and families that they
were OK. They also had a lot more space. There was less
complication in the social interactions.

Then Anne said, "You know, I feel sad."

"Me too!" said Kira.

"Yeah, I think I do too," added Caroline.

Jim added, "Me too. It kind of makes sense, though, doesn't it?
We've been together in here for so long."

Anne said, "I can't believe I'm saying this, but it feels kind of
empty in here!"

The others emphatically agreed.

"She's also the lucky one," said Anne. "She gets to go free."

"Yeah, true," agreed Jim.

Caroline said, "She could be a pain in the ass, but she was good
too. Fun."

They reminisced over Liz's good qualities and some of the more
memorable times they had shared.

Kira started sleeping with the rest of them after Liz was taken
away -- four people sleeping together in a row was the right
number, somehow.

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It was only a few days later that Jim woke with that drugged
feeling once more. Had they taken Anne too? No one had promised
they would disappear at the same stage of the pregnancy. Caroline
slept to his left. He lifted his head to discover in one glance
that both Kira and Anne were still there too. So what was it this
time?

As he struggled to wakefulness, he heard the sounds of stirring
-- coming from the tub.

"Whu?" said an unfamiliar voice. They all dragged themselves
awake.

A new girl's face appeared in the tub, as she sat, knees hugged
to her chest, but Jim had seen her small breasts. She was a
dark-haired girl. A new person -- a stranger, an outsider.

There was so much to say, so much to explain, so much to absorb.
Where to start?

Caroline said, "Hello. Welcome to... to the family."

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