Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Mg* ped 1st cons rom inc preg anal oral mc ScFi Author: YAWN - Yet Another Writing Newbie. Copyright 2010-2011 YAWN Electronic distribution permission granted to asstr.org. Permission for any other use must be obtained by contacting the author via asstr.org. If you can't tell this is fiction from the copyright date and the story dates, you're either not old enough or not smart enough to be reading it. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tuesday, 25 August 2015 02:35 "No! No! I hate you! I hate you! Stop! Stop! I can't stop! I can't stop!" "Sarah. Sarah, wake up Sweetie." "I hate you! I can't stop!" "Sarah, you're having a bad dream." "I can't stop! I can't stop! I can't stop!" "Sarah. Sweetie, you're having bad dream." "I can't stop! I can't stop! I can't ..." "Sarah! Wake up!" "Poppy, why are you yelling at me?" "Sweetie, you had a bad dream. I've been trying to wake you up for almost five minutes." "Bad dream? Oh - I remember - I kept squeezing his head and I couldn't stop, I couldn't stop, I couldn't..." "Shhh, let me hold you 'til you feel safe again." "Daddy, what was all the yelling?" "Honey, Sarah had another really bad dream. Remember that we said that might happen after being in battle?" "Is it worse if you kill someone?" "Yes, it is for most people." "Then Sarah's dreams are really scary!" "Would you girls like some warm milk?" "Can you hold me while I drink it?" "You hold Sarah, Daddy. I can heat the milk in the microwave." "Thank you, Molly. Sarah, you can have as much lap time and being held as you want. Would you like to talk with one of the doctors about your bad dream?" "No. They tried that when I had bad dreams after a dog bit me but I always felt better when I talked to my Daddy. I want to talk to you about everything." "Your milk is ready. Turn this way so you have a hand free to hold the cup." "Thank you, Molly. My family always makes me feel safe and loved." "She didn't drink half the milk. Did it work that fast, Daddy?" "She's just so tired. Thank you for helping." "You're welcome." "Good night again, Honey." "Good night again, Daddy." At least one of them stayed within her comfort zone during battle. I thought this would be difficult for her and it is - wish I had been aware of what she was doing while there was still time to 'teapot' her. Loving, caring little girls just aren't wired to be assassins. If - probably when - the nightmare happens again, I'll tell her what an evil person he was and how many people he hurt. Maybe that will ease some of the guilt. Now to get both of us back in bed - and her head on my shoulder. Tuesday, 25 August 2015 04:17 "No! No! I hate you! I hate you! Stop! Stop! I can't stop! I can't stop!" "Sarah. Sarah, wake up Sweetie." "I hate you! I can't stop!" "Sarah, you're having a bad dream." "I can't stop! I can't stop! I can't stop!" "Sarah! Wake up!" "Poppy, why are you yelling at me?" "Sweetie, you had another bad dream. I've been trying to wake you up for almost five minutes." "Bad dream? Oh - I remember - I kept squeezing his head and I couldn't stop, I couldn't stop, I couldn't.." "Shhh, let me hold you 'til you feel safe again." "Daddy, what was all the yelling?" "Honey, Sarah had that really bad dream again." "That has to be a very scary dream if it keeps coming back. Is there anything I can do for her?" "Thank you for caring, Honey, but she just needs to be held." "But don't you have early watch? You won't be here to hold her." "I'll wake you when I leave so you can get in this bed and let her sleep with her head on your shoulder." "OK, Daddy." Molly is so loving and caring. How lucky I am to have her. Back to holding Sarah, at least until the alarm goes off. Tuesday, 25 August 2015 05:00 Brrt! Brrt! Brrt! Brrt! Five AM already? At least Sarah slept relatively peacefully for a couple of hours. "Molly? Are you awake?" "Yes Daddy. I heard your alarm. I'll stay with Sarah until she wakes." "Thank you, Honey. If she sleeps late, you may want to slip out of bed and fix breakfast for yourself - your babies need for you to eat regularly." "I know. There's some quick-fix oatmeal and we have plenty of milk." "See you after lunch, Molly." "Kiss Sarah on the forehead so I can tell her you kissed her 'Bye'." Smooch. "And here's one for you, Molly." Smooch. "Bye, Daddy." "Bye, Honey." "Daddy, can we do kissy-face stuff tonight?" "We'll see how Sarah is. The best thing for her may just be snuggle time with both of us." "OK. You're always thinking of what's best for us." "You don't feel like Poppy. Who's holding me?" "Daddy's on watch, Sarah, so I'm holding you. You had some really bad dreams last night - you woke me and Daddy both with your yelling." "I'm sorry." "Nothing to be sorry about, we're just glad you finally were able to sleep a while without bad dreams." "Me too. Did I miss breakfast?" "No, I've been waiting for you. We have some quick-fix oatmeal and milk and juice." "I love my caring sister so much!" "I love you too, Sarah." "I know - you were here when I woke up. Let's go eat." "Did Poppy say if we could visit Comms today while he's there?" "He didn't say, but we can call the family phone there. It only gets answered if they're not busy." "OK. Call him." "Comms Center. To whom do you wish to speak?" "This is Molly Wilson. I want to talk to my Daddy." "Colonel Wilson. You have a call on the family phone." "Thanks, Carl. I'll take it. 'This is Wilson.'" "Daddy, can me and Sarah come to.." "UURP! UURP! UURP!" "What's happening, Molly?" "Sarah just ran to the bathroom and threw up." "Remember the rinse and gargle you did when you threw up that morning?" "Yes, Daddy." "You give Sarah the same instructions. Things are quiet here and I can come see about her. I'll also call Dr. Chambers to let her know we're coming." "Sarah's pregnant?" "Maybe, or maybe just more reaction to what she did in battle yesterday, or maybe both. Dr. Chambers can sort that out for us very quickly." "I'll take care of her until you get here, Daddy." "I know you will." "Ed, Ian. Sarah just threw up and I'm leaving to take her to Dr. Chambers. She can tell us whether it's pregnancy or another reaction to Sarah's killing of an attacker yesterday. If anything unusual happens, you know where I'll be." "Go ahead, George. The watch ends in 30 minutes and we can call the next crew in early if needed." "Poppy, my tummy keeps moving! Can you make it stop?" "I can't, but Dr. Chambers can. She knows we're coming. I know you don't feel like walking, Sarah. I'll carry you. Get the door for us Molly?" "Yes, Daddy. I can't carry Sarah, but I can make it easier for you to carry her. Which floor?" "The school level. That's floor five." "Bring Sarah on back Colonel Wilson. Sarah, tell me what happened." "I had bad dreams most of the night. One of the people who attacked us yesterday was one of the men who killed my Daddy. When I saw that in his mind, I couldn't stop squeezing his mind and his head exploded Wah! Boo-hoo! I couldn't stop! I couldn't stop! I couldn't... " "Shhh, Sweetie. I'll hold you 'til you feel safe." "Dr. Chambers, me and Sarah had just eaten breakfast and I was calling Daddy to see if we could stay with him in Comms when Sarah ran to the bathroom and threw up." "Could she be pregnant, Colonel?" "If her body is as advanced as Molly, yes. I thought you could quickly determine whether it's battle stress (especially after the repeated nightmares she had during the night) or a baby - or possibly both." "I like your logic, Colonel. Sarah, will you lie down in the table for me? You can still hold hands with your family; they'll just be standing at the head of the table." "Sarah, that's the thing I thought Dr. Chambers kept in the freezer because it's so cold. Remember when Daddy showed me the difference in how a spoon and a napkin feel?" "Yes." "OK, Sarah, here's the 'freezer' thing." "Yow! It is cold!" "I'll only be using it a few minutes. You are pregnant, Sarah. It's a little girl. Are your breasts sore? Have they started to grow?" "Maybe a little sore, but not any bigger." "That will come in time - you're only a few days along." "But I didn't throw up for almost two weeks." "That's right, but your breasts started growing and getting tender in a couple of days. Different bodies respond differently to pregnancy and you two are good examples of the differences. You have two babies; Sarah has one. Your breasts grew and were sore very quickly; Sarah's haven't grown any yet. Sarah was sick in two days; it was almost two weeks for you." "Even if we look alike, I guess we really are a lot different." "Yes, you are. Sarah, here's an anti-nausea pill. Take it with this water and your tummy should feel better in a few minutes. I'll put you on the same medications as Molly: pre-natal vitamin in the morning, anti-nausea pill at bedtime. I'll also put the same limitations on you: eating from the healthy menu, minimum number of hours of sleep and an afternoon rest time." "Anything for the bad dreams?" "Not yet. It's best if someone wakes you and you can talk about the dream. If they're still happening in a couple of weeks, we'll try a mild sleeping pill. If that doesn't resolve the problem in a couple more weeks, there's a PTSD specialist here that you can talk to." "They had me talk to a doctor when I had bad dreams about the dog that bit me, but talking with my Daddy helped me more - he was there when I needed him, not a week later." "I think you are a very wise little girl. Talking with the Colonel may be the best therapy you can get. That's why I'm not giving you any medication to make you sleep - you'll be able to wake up and talk about the dream when it happens." "Thank you, Dr. Chambers." "You're welcome, Sarah." "Colonel, I must thank you for telling me about Bill Jackson. He and Sheila hit it off immediately. She's radiantly happy to be with him and he seems to have whatever magic you and her father used to get her to sleep quickly. She's spending next weekend with him - something about an aircraft simulator that's only available on the weekends because training is done during the week. Since he mentioned it at dinner Saturday evening, all she can talk about is 'being a pilot'." "You're welcome, Dr. Chambers. Thank you for taking care of Sarah. Back to quarters, girls. I understand the school cafeteria will have lunch for everyone today. They have to work out the scheduling and menus to be able to serve three meals, but we can have lunch there today." "What are they serving?" "Check the building schedule of events. Today's menu should be posted." "Tex-mex fried chicken pizza?" "That does cover some of your favorite foods - pizza, fried chicken, chicken enchiladas - but all rolled into one." "Poppy, am I on the same diet as Molly?" "Yes, Sweetie. For lunch I will allow an exception - we're celebrating you being pregnant!" "Are you gonna tell everyone?" "No, Sarah. Only the people you choose to tell - until your body does the telling for you." "Oh - you mean like Molly's boobies and her tummy growing and she can't hide them?" "Exactly. Until then, you can keep this as private as you choose." "How long until my babies are born?" "Dr. Chambers thinks about 4 1/2 months. That is subject to how your body processed the things that caused the speedups, so it might be a week or two more or less." "How will I know when it's time?" "I think Dr. Chambers will be checking you every day when it's close to the time for your baby to be born. She has to know because your baby will also be a Cesarean delivery." "That's when the doctor opens up my tummy with a knife because my body isn't big enough for regular birth?" "Correct, smart girl." "Daddy, we looked at the family tree and me and Sarah are third cousins. What relationship will our babies be?" "That is complicated. They will be cousins because you two are cousins. They will be half-sisters because they have the same father but different mothers. Molly's babies will also be her first cousins because I'm Molly's uncle and the babies' father." "Can you draw that on paper, Poppy? It makes me dizzy to think about all those connections." "After lunch, you two can spend your rest time entering your babies on the computer and having the family tree software tell you all the ways they will be related to you and to each other." "That's a good idea, Daddy. There really are some interesting things we can do during rest time." "And you'll need to think of names for the babies - calling them 'Molly's Baby 1' and 'Molly's Baby 2' doesn't sound like my caring daughters." "You're right, Daddy - and Sarah's baby needs a name, too." "You can think about names during lunch - let's go try that tex-mex fried chicken pizza." "This is good, Poppy. Did Dr. Zhing help cook it?" "I can't answer that, Sarah, but you can ask him - he's right behind you." "Hello, little warriors. Do you like my latest creation?" "Oh, yes. It's yummy!" "Colonel, does 'yummy' translate to 'OK' or 'very good'?" "Said with that level of enthusiasm, it translates to 'excellent'!" "Why did you call us 'little warriors' again?" "Because I know you helped fight off the people who attacked us. One of them - the one driving the first dozer - was a very mean man. He tortured and killed some children to get their parents to tell him about the Survival Building." "Poppy, is that the one I killed?" "Yes, Sarah, he's the one." "It wasn't just revenge for my Daddy; he was thinking about crushing the people tied to the blade against the fence and he was laughing. Was I doing like my Grandpa did when he shot the wolves that attacked the lambs on his farm?" "Yes, you were protecting those who couldn't protect themselves." "I still don't feel good about what I did, but the feeling's not as bad as it was." "We can talk about it more tonight, Sweetie." "Sarah, I saw what happened and wondered how it was possible - you truly are a warrior who risks herself to protect others." "Thank you, Dr. Zhing, but being this kind of warrior is a lot harder to live with than just making people hurt or making them unconscious." "It is often difficult for a grownup to kill someone, even when they know the person is evil. I understand that it must be much harder for you." "Poppy, can I have your shoulder?" "Excuse us, Dr. Zhing. She needs some shoulder time to cry out her stress." "I'm sorry to have brought on the problem. I'll not mention being a warrior again." "It's OK, Dr. Zhing. We talk with Poppy and cry on his shoulder after every battle - this one is just taking longer to work out. I like the honor of being a warrior for you." "Colonel, take good care of her. She's an amazing little girl." "That she is. Ready to go, Molly?" "No, I want to finish my lunch." "We have a few take-out containers that we brought from Aunt Sue's restaurant. Take your lunch and Sarah's and finish eating when it is convenient for you." "Thank you." +Are we just gonna do 'shoulder time', Daddy? +That depends on how Sarah feels after her 'shoulder time'. +.You mean we can do 'other stuff', too? +If you're still awake and feel like doing 'other stuff'. "We're home. Back to words." "Hold me, Poppy?" "I'll hold both of you, but first brush your teeth and get ready for bed." ""But it's too early!"" "Even with stereo complaints, get your gown or jammies on!" "Yes, Daddy." "Teeth brushed?" ""Yes."" "OK. Shoulder time for both of you." ""Wah! Boo-hoo!"" "I thought both of you needed this. I know Sarah may need more time than you do, Molly. If so, you may go to sleep in my bed. I'll wake you when I come to bed." "Hold me tight, Poppy - I don't want to have bad dreams again!" "If you have bad dreams, I'll be here for you as long as you need me." "I love you, Poppy." "I love you, Daddy." "I love both my girls all the time, not just when you want to do kissy-face." ""We know. You give us shoulder time whenever we need it."" "Rub my back, Poppy. If I go to sleep early, I can still get some sleep after a bad dream." "OK, smart girl. I'll help you get to sleep. Molly?" "No back rub, Daddy. I just want to snuggle." "Sarah really went to sleep quick." "Yes, Honey. She's very tired. Emotional upsets can be just as tiring as physical labor. You stand up and I'll put Sarah in bed." "Can I snuggle some more? And do 'other stuff'?" "Snuggle, yes. 'Other stuff' depends on what you want to do. We have two little girls inside you that we must keep safe." "Can we do kissy-face and you just squirt at the front of my vagina like before?" "Yes, but you'll reach orgasm very quickly and may not remember it in the morning." "What if we don't do kissy-face? You just put the head in and I'll stroke it 'til you squirt." "If that's what you want, we need to remove some clothes." "OK, I'm naked!" "And tomorrow you learn how to sew the buttons back on your jammies." "But it's been so long and I can't wait!" "I know it's been a while - outside forces have kept us from the things we like to do." "I wanna get it wet." "OK, Honey. You know that I love to have you do that." "Mm, Dmmm M Mmmm Mmm." "What? Come up for air and tell me again." "Oh, Daddy I love you." "I love you too, Molly. Ready to put it in?" "Yes. Let me sit on your lap and scoot closer. It's touching. Hug me close so it goes in!" "Only a little bit - I'll know when you start to hurt." "Darn. I want to get all of it!" "Not for a long time - at least a couple of years after your babies are born. I know you always want more and deeper, but that must wait." "OK. Let me scoot back and I'll stroke it. It always feels bigger when I do that." "Slow down, Honey. Make it last as long as you can." "But I can't wait for the good feeling!" "Remember sleeping in the back seat of the G-O-O-D? You had a little orgasm that didn't make you faint. Let's see if slow and gentle can do that again." "Suck my tongue!" "You said no kissy-face, so I'll make you do what you said. If slow and gentle doesn't do it, then you almost always faint when I ejaculate in you." "OK. I'll do slow and gentle for a little while." "Long slow strokes, Molly. Slow will make it last longer for both of us." "You can wait?" "Yes, because I can't do this with again for several hours - you'll be unconscious for a long time." "Then slow is better for you?" "Yes, Honey." "Then I'll try to go slow." "That feels good, Molly." "It feels good to me, but the feeling's not very strong." "Let me rub your nipples a little." "Gentle - they're still sore." "I know. Did you ask Dr. Chambers how long until they stopped growing?" "Un-uh. I forgot." "Well, I remembered. She said at least as long as you're pregnant and maybe some after the babies are born." "But I'm so little. Won't they be big and ugly by then?" "No. She thinks they'll grow much more slowly now and they will be just right for the size of your body. Keep stroking me, Honey." "Will they big enough to feed my babies?" "No. They won't be that big. Dr. Chambers also said your body won't be ready for breast feeding until you're at least nine, maybe older." "You're jerking! Are you gonna squirt?" "Here it comes!" "Wow! The feeling just keeps running over me! I'm glad you made me do slow and gentle." "I thought you would like it. Ready for bed?" "Can we sleep naked and with your penis in my butt? I know you probably can't squirt again before I go to sleep." "If that's what you want, Molly." "Oh, yes! Put it in deeper!" "Not while you're pregnant. Dr. Chambers said you can have all the tongue sucking you want, but only the head of my penis inside you until delivery." "But that's a long time away!" "I know. That's one reason I wanted you to do slow and gentle and be able to feel the orgasm." "I guess that's a fair trade - but I wish you could squirt in my butt, too!" "I know, Honey, but only one squirt at night. In the morning it will be Sarah's turn - she has missed out on the good feeling longer than you have." "Just put the head in me and rub my boobies." "OK, little love monster." "G'night, Daddy." "Goodnight, Molly."