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 This game show is for the whole family.

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   This is a story of casual, unprotected sex, and is a work of fiction. 
In real life, use a condom, damnit!  Unwanted babies, HIV and all sorts of
lesser sexual diseases await the idiot who "dips his wick" or "rides the
rod" without protection.

   --

   Fuck It (Mf, MF, 1st, blackmail, bondage, exhib, inc, nc, impreg,
caution)

   by Krosis of the Collective (krosisofthecollective@gmail.com)

   --

   "Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to Fuck It, the game show where our
contestant has nothing to lose!  Let's meet this unfortunate soul!"

   A young man with brown hair is pushed out onto the stage, shielding his
eyes from the dazzling lights.  TV screens at the front of the stage show a
close-up of his rather plain features.

   The unseen announcer continues, his voice echoing through the
auditorium. "Meet Harold!  Harold is a betting man, but hit a patch of bad
luck and now owes one of our suppliers ten thousand dollars!  Rather than
'taking it out of his hide,' our patron has magnanimously given Harold the
chance to clear his ledger today!"

   Harold lowers his hand, squinting at the studio audience.  The
auditorium isn't large but there are dozens of people in the theater seats
looking at him through ornate masks.  He is visibly uncomfortable,
especially when he sees the people pointing TV cameras at him.

   Unbeknownst to Harold, the announcer is now speaking to the audience in
the headphones in their masks, and also through their computers and mobile
devices at home: "*Hey everyone!  For folks in the seats, please be sure
not to give Harold any clues, and we'll all have a grand time!*"

   "Okay, Harold, it's time to play Fuck It!"

   The curtain behind Harold rises to show a line of four naked female
asses bent over benches.  The women's heads are hidden within locked boxes.
Harold's eyes bug out at the sight.

   "Harold comes from a god-fearing family back in Pennsylvania, so this
might be the first time he's ever seen naked women, folks!"

   The audience laughs.

   Harold looks around, offended.  "Yes I have!" he shouts to the crowd.

   This causes a fresh round of laughter.

   "Harold!  Your task is to fuck one of these women and cum inside
her...we'll be checking!  It's your choice which one, and you can fuck them
all if you want, but you need to be careful which one you choose to finish
with, as they may be...a member of your family!"

   The audience gasps.

   Unheard by Harold, the announcer speaks directly to the audience,
"*Actually, folks, they're all his family!*" The audience gasps again.

   Harold screams into the crowd, and so doesn't catch the double gasp. 
"My family?!  You bastards!  What did you do?"

   "You're hardly in a position to complain, Harold!" A large, beefy man
steps out from offstage and loudly cracks his knuckles.

   Harold, mollified, looks at the naked women and then back out at the
audience and cameras.  "But...you want me to...in front of everyone...?"

   "That's right, Harold!  You know what the alternative is!" The beefy man
smiles and then steps back offstage.

   Daunted, Harold moves to look carefully at the slimmest female's body.
This could be his sister Petra, maybe, he thinks, but her skin is too
tanned.  In fact, as he moves to the next one he notices that they are all
similarly tanned.  His family wears conservative clothing, so this all-over
tan doesn't make sense to him.

   "*Harold's gonna be a bit confused by the effect of the tanning
chemicals applied by the fine folks at our partner site Tanscam(tm),*" the
announcer secretly explains to the audience.  "*Harold's been holed up here
in the studio with no communication with his family for the past week.  His
mother and three sisters were kidnapped a few days ago, drugged up, and we
did some work on them.  No easy choice for Harold, folks...not that there's
a right choice!*"

   Harold can't tell much about the second woman, either...she's in good
shape, not as slim as the first...maybe his sister Anne?  Her skin is also
too dark, though...he moves on...

   The third woman is definitely older than the others.  Possibly his
mother?  Her behind is bigger than the others, but still nicely round. 
Again, tanned.

   Finally, he moves to the last female.  He notices her large breasts,
squished onto the bench.  This could be his sister Carolina, but she had
such pale skin...how could this be her?

   "Let's start the timer!"

   Harold jumps at that announcement and a countdown is projected onto the
back wall of the stage.  75 seconds!

   "Better get your dick wet quick, Harold!"

   Harold hesitates only a moment before removing his shirt, shoes, and
pants.  He stands there in his underwear and socks, looking ridiculous. 
The audience chuckles.

   "Having trouble, Harold?  Why not sniff some coochie to get inspired?"

   Harold gets an idea from this and bends down behind his sister Carolina
to have a close look at her pubes.  He finds none at all!  His sister would
never shave all of her pubic hair off!

   He checks each woman in turn, finding bare muffs all around.  45 seconds
left...

   He looks closer at the bodies of the women.  He figures there must be a
way to tell which one is his mother or sister!  The boxes holding their
heads completely hide their faces and hair.  They always covered up their
bodies...he'd never seen any of them in the nude before!

   "Fuck!  Fuck fuck fuck..." Harold says, uncertain.

   "Fuck indeed, Harold!  20 seconds!"

   Finally after a bit more deliberation, Harold stops behind the second
woman, the fit one, his middle sister Anne.  He glances at the timer,
counting down 10...9...  He pulls his underwear down and lines up his
semi-hard dick with her slit.  As he adjusts the angle for penetration, the
cameras zoom in and the audience leans forward in anticipation.

   Half of the TV screens facing away from Harold change view to show the
close-up of a young woman's face illuminated by a small light.  The box the
girl's head is in has its own internal camera!  The curly strawberry
blonde's eyes are half-lidded...she's obviously drugged but awake.

   At 3 seconds Harold gets the right angle and pushes forward.  The
woman's pussy is surprisingly wet, and so with a couple of thrusts he
buries himself deep inside her.

   On screen, the girl grimaces.  Over the secret audio channel the
audience hears her grunt at her brother's phallic intrusion.

   Harold pauses, feeling the heat of his middle sister's vagina on his
cock as he hardens to full length.  Surprisingly, he is still thinking well
enough to realize that he encountered no hymen!  He realizes that this
couldn't be any of his virginal sisters!

   Over the air and in the ears of the audience, the announcer continues,
"*By now Harold has probably noticed that he didn't break his sister's
cherry.  She was indeed a virgin, but our amazing team of cosmetic surgeons
took care of that little obstruction a few days ago!*" The audience murmurs
their approval.

   Emboldened by his "discovery", Harold starts to thrust.  Within a few
seconds he's practically forgotten about the cameras and audience, all of
his focus now on the amazing feeling of unprotected sex.  He wasn't lying
when he said he'd seen naked women before...while he wasn't a virgin
himself, the few times he had done it had been with a condom.  The
difference was like night and day!  So pleasurable!

   "*Mm!  Nn!*" Anne grunts over the secret audio channel.  Her eyes roll
around as she is pushed forward and back by her brother's thrusts.

   "*Harold's middle sister Anne is 17 years old.  She's kissed two boys
but has never done anything beyond that.  How cute is that, folks!  After
school, Anne would like to get married and raise a family.  Well, depending
on how this turns out, she may start that second part sooner than she
thinks!*"

   "Uh oh, Harold!  The audience has decided that you need to switch
partners!  You have 15 seconds!"

   Harold stops, his dick buried deep inside his middle sister.  He's slow
to respond, as some of the blood that would be used for his brain has been
re-routed to another, lower extremity.  "Uh?"

   "10 seconds, Harold!"

   Harold quickly extracts his hard cock.  On screen, Anne gasps and a
trail of drool drops from her mouth as her body relaxes.

   "5 seconds!"

   Harold quickly rushes to the next bench and jams his cock into the pussy
of the woman there, not realizing it's his mother.  The TV screens change
to show the face of a fortysomething lady with light brown hair, her
half-lidded eyes widening at the sudden penetration.  Over the secret audio
channel the audience is rewarded by the sound of her surprised grunt.

   Instantly Harold regrets his choice.  If he had picked another of the
younger women he could have confirmed that they were one of his sisters by
the presence of a maidenhead, but of course his mother wasn't a virgin!  He
had been rushed and now his cock could be inside his own mother's twat!  He
paused.

   "The name of the game is 'Fuck It', Harold...so start fucking!"

   Harold starts to thrust, finding this woman's vagina looser than the
first one's so he's able to control himself.  He calls out, "Um, can I
switch again?"

   "After another...70 seconds, Harold!" The timer on the wall reappears,
updated accordingly.

   "*Harold's mother Joyce got married and pregnant soon after graduating
high school.  With her husband Robert she raised Harold and his three
sisters.  As a deeply religious woman, she's not on any birth control,
other than the rhythm method.  Guess what time of the month it is, folks!*"

   Harold continues to half-heartedly thrust into his mother until the
timer runs out, and then he pulls out and moves over to the fourth girl,
the one with the large breasts.  He's pretty sure he had just been stupidly
having sex with his own mother, so these other women have to be the fakes!
He figures if he's going to win then he's going to enjoy himself with all
of them.

   He wedges the head of his cock into his eldest sister's slit and pushes.
Again, it slips inside easily.  Harold grins smugly at once again finding
no hymen to hinder his progress.

   As before, the TV screens change.  Now the face of a beautiful young
woman with dark brown hair shows, her drugged features blank except for the
"O" her mouth makes as her brother invades her secret garden.

   "*Harold's 19-year-old sister Carolina graduated high school last year
and was about to embark on an exciting college adventure.  Now, her
brother's sperm may just drastically change her life plan!*"

   Harold thrusts into his oldest sister's teenaged body again and again,
picking up speed.  Her insides are tight and fiery hot.  He realizes he'll
have to pull out soon if he's going to take a turn with the last girl...

   "Hey Harold!  We have a secret to tell you!  Each of these lovely ladies
is currently fertile and not on any birth control!  In fact, we've been
dosing them all with fertility drugs for the last few days!  Cum inside any
of them and we can pretty much guarantee that you'll make them pregnant!"

   Harold looks down at the sexy hourglass-figured body his dick is buried
in, his mind filling with the image of his baby growing inside her tummy,
and he loses control.  "Oh fuck!  Uhh!  Unhhh!  Aahh!" He thrusts hard,
slamming into her again and again as he blasts her unprotected insides with
his potent, incestuous sperm.

   On the TV screen, Carolina's eyes open wide as she feels herself being
filled up with her brother's hot baby batter.

   The audience erupts with applause.  Harold pulls out of his sister and
looks at them, surprised, semen dripping from the tip of his dick.

   A man in a mask and a brightly colored suit approaches him from
offstage. "Well done, Harold!  Have a seat!" His voice indicates he is the
announcer.  Behind him, two burly men bring two wing chairs covered with
plastic out onto the stage.  The announcer sits in one, directing Harold to
the other.  Harold sits timidly, uncertain about how to sit while naked,
with cum dripping off of his dick.

   "Before we reveal if you've won, Harold...we know you're a gambler...do
you think you can get it up again?  Do you want to go...double or nothing?"
The audience gasps.  "How does walking away from all this with ten thousand
dollars sound?"

   Harold takes a moment and looks back at the row of women.  The two burly
men have been busy turning the women onto their backs and lowering the
benches.  As they turn the one on the end, Harold can see his sperm running
down her thighs and his cock fills with blood again.  He looks over at the
girl on the other end that he hasn't even touched yet and stands back up.
"Let's do it!"

   The audience explodes into applause again.

   First, though, Harold heads over to the large breasted girl he had cum
inside of.  Now that her boobs are no longer squished into the bench, he
drops to suckle on her nipples.  He didn't have the chance to do this when
she was bent over, and that seems a shame to him.  Her nipples now standing
at attention, Harold heads over to his mother.

   Looking at her breasts and rounded belly, Harold is even more certain of
her identity.  While he had never seen her naked at home, her clothes
couldn't hide body bulges left over from her four pregnancies that seem
familiar to him now.  He feels sick for having stuck his penis inside her.

   He moves to the first girl he started with, with the fit body.  Her
breasts aren't large like the one on the end but they have very wide
areolae.  Again, he bends down to take one into his mouth.

   The announcer has already moved offstage, but what Harold is doing is
interesting enough that he holds off on starting the timer.

   With a suctiony smack Harold disengages from his middle sister's breast.
"Okay, I'm ready," he says, moving over to his youngest sister.

   He admires the slim teenaged body spread-eagled in front of him before
getting between her legs and wedging the head of his dick into her virginal
channel.  As before, the TV screens, unseen by Harold, change view to show
the face of a young blonde girl, her eyes half-lidded and confused.  As her
brother pushes into her, her eyes widen in discomfort.

   "*Uh!  Ah!*" she whines into her microphone, audible to the audience but
not her incestuous brother.

   Harold is quite pleased with this girl.  Her pussy is extremely tight
(but also without a maidenhead, he notices) and as he pushes all the way
inside her he bends down to devour the nipples of her small breasts.

   "*Mmh!  Nnh!*" the girl gasps.

   "*Sounds like Petra's medicine is wearing off, folks!  This 16-year-old
is in the church choir, and like her sister next to her, would like a big
family.  Hopefully we can help with that!*"

   Harold starts to thrust.  He wishes he could see the girl's face but he
thinks he can hear her gasping through the box around her head.  He hopes
he can make her cry out in orgasm before he's done.

   "Time to switch, Harold!"

   Shit!  Harold thinks...he was getting there.  He pulls out with a wet
sound and heads back to the girl with the fit body, the very first one he
started with, jamming his cock in hard and thrusting fast.

   The camera switches back to Anne's face, with her pretty strawberry
blonde curls.  Like Petra, she seems a little more aware than before, and
cries out as her brother slams into her.

   Harold looks down at the toned stomach of the teenage girl he's fucking,
thinking about what the announcer had said about all these women being
fertile.  He speeds up, slamming into his middle sister again and again,
liking the thought that this girl's tight little tummy would have to grow
to make room for his baby.

   That thought pushes him over the edge again.  "Unnh!  Uhh!  Yeah!" He
slows the speed of his thrusting, taking full strokes as his balls give up
a second load of babymaking sperm, which is then injected deep inside his
previously virginal 17-year-old sister.

   On the TV, Anne's eyes widen as she is unknowingly impregnated by her
own brother.

   Harold pulls out and stumbles back over to the chair.  He flops down on
it, spent.

   The announcer comes back out and sits down opposite him.  "Well done,
Harold!  A two-fer, and we don't even need a judge to determine if you
'finished the job'!  Look at the cum running out of these ladies!  Shall we
find out if you've won?"

   Harold nods as the four women are rolled forward on their benches.  The
older woman is brought forward first.

   "First, the lady you spent the least amount of time with.  Do you not
like older women, Harold, or do you think you know who this is?"

   "It's my Mom, isn't it?" Harold looks smug but also a bit sick.

   The box around her head is unlocked and Harold's drugged mother's face
is freed for his inspection.  After a brief glance to confirm he was
correct, Harold looks away.  The men move his mother to the side.

   "Well done, Harold!  You figured out which one was your mother and
avoided cumming inside her."

   "So I won?" Harold is beaming.

   Two big men come up behind Harold and grab his arms.

   "Hey!  What gives?" Harold struggles but it's useless.

   A third man zip ties Harold to the chair as the two young women that
Harold inseminated are rolled up.  Their boxes are removed together and
Harold starts to scream.

   "Anne?  Carolina?  NO!  You assholes!" He starts to thrash, but has been
firmly restrained.  One of his captors ties a rag around his mouth,
silencing him.

   "And the last young lady is your youngest sister Petra!  She and your
mom didn't win but we have some nice parting gifts for them!"

   Two men in doctor's coats come forward with turkey basters.  They
extract a substantial amount of semen from Anne and Carolina's vaginas, and
then deposit those loads deep inside Harold's mother and youngest sister,
and all the while Harold is screaming and struggling against his bonds, his
arms turning bloody as the zip ties cut into him.

   The announcer stands, facing the cameras.  "As always, the winner is
you, the viewing audience.  We here at Perveyor Productions would like to
thank you for your patronage, and congratulate those at home who bet on
Carolina as the first sperm receptacle of the night.  As for Harold, here,
he won't be going home.  His family will, but they won't remember a thing.
Poor Harold's legacy will be four fatherless children and a pit full of
well-fed rats.  Good night folks!"

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