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Mike18 Happy Days Mf inc pedo 

HAPPY DAYS: He Shoots, He Scores

By Uncle Mike

    Bamp-bamp-bamp. Clang! Bamp-bamp, thunk!
    I grabbed the basketball as it thudded off the backboard on 
the garage. A quick dribble back to the crack I called the foul 
line, a spinning jump shot ... nothing but concrete.
    "You're pitiful, Rich! You couldn't score with Betty and you 
can't even score on your own court."
    It was Potsie, my friend  from high school. Running up the 
driveway, he snatched the ball out of my hand and we started 
up a one-on-one. Potsie was even worse than me, usually, but 
he was right -- this weekend, I couldn't score at all.
    I'd been going out with Betty for a couple of months by 
then, and as Potsie knew she hadn't let me do anything more 
than feel her tits through her sweater at the movies. She had 
good breasts, more than a handful, but even the best tits 
don't feel too great when they're strapped into the stiff, 
cone-shaped bras girls wore back then.
    "So am I right, Rich? You didn't score last night?"
    I snorted a laugh. "Score? Her dad was waiting on the 
porch when we got home. I didn't even get a kiss!"
    "Hey, Richie, why are you still going out with that tease? 
You treat her better than most guys would, and she hasn't 
done a thing for you. Jeez, Rich, at this rate you'll still be a 
virgin when you get to college!"
    "Yeah, well, you should talk, Potsie."
    "Hey, don't forget Mary Sue Ferguson!"
    "You were eight years old then and you didn't even know 
what a pussy was then! That doesn't count."
    "We were naked and my dick was inside her. It counts." I 
let it drop; Potsie was real proud about being the first one of 
us to get any, and real sensitive about not having gotten even 
close since. I took advantage of his distraction, though, to 
drive around him for a easy lay-up -- which, of course, I 
missed.
    "So, Rich, are you coming with us to Arnold's tonight?"
    "Nah. I gotta watch Joanie. Mom and Dad went down to 
Chicago for the weekend for some cousin's wedding."
    "Geez, tough break, Rich. Can't you just leave the brat 
alone and come over?"
    I stopped dribbling long enough to catch my breath. "Hey, 
don't call her a brat, Potsie. She's a real nice kid. It's not her 
fault she's not old enough to stay by herself. I'm not gonna 
leave her alone. What if something happens to her?"
    "What's gonna happen to her? She's gonna pass out from 
eating too many Oreos?"
    A shrill shout came from the upstairs window. "Potsie 
Weber, I do not eat too much!"
    I looked up. "Joanie, aren't you supposed to be studying 
your English? How long have you been listening?"
    She smiled. Joanie was a cute kid, short dark hair, button 
nose, and a smile as bright as the neon signs at Arnold's. 
"Long enough," she giggled, and ducked back inside.
    I was a little bit worried. Had she heard us talking about 
Betty? Joanie was usually pretty good about keeping secrets, 
but I'd never let her in on a secret that could get me in this 
much trouble with Mom and Dad. While I was thinking, Potsie 
grabbed the ball and tossed in an easy shot. The swish of the 
ball as it dropped through the hoop brought me back into the 
game. I did manage to sink a couple of baskets, but Potsie 
was beating me by a mile. Finally, I conceded; he went over 
to Ralph's while I went inside to take a shower.
    When I got upstairs, Joanie was lying on her stomach in 
bed, a schoolbook propped open in front of her. Her feet were 
up in the air as she kicked her Mary Janes together 
absentmindedly. Her skirt had slipped down to her knees, but 
what I could see of her legs was still mostly covered by a 
pair of baggy white socks. She seemed lost in her reading; I 
figured if she wasn't teasing me that must mean she really 
hadn't heard about Betty.
    I think I was still worried about it, though, because I 
jumped into the shower without even realizing I'd forgotten 
to bring in a change of clothes. I didn't remember until I got 
out and toweled down. I know I was trying to get into Betty's 
pants, but I was still young enough to be kinda shy about 
parading around almost naked, even in front of just my kid 
sister. But I didn't have much choice. I rummaged through the 
linen closet until I found the biggest towel we had and 
wrapped it around my waist. I didn't even trust knotting it; I 
held the ends up with both hands as I left the bathroom.
    I had to go past Joanie's room to get to mine. When I looked 
in, she was still lying down, facing away from the door. I 
must've sighed in relief or something, because she looked up 
-- right into a mirror at her bedside that showed me 
marching past. I almost dropped the towel, but I held on and 
ran into my bedroom, quickly closing the door.
    Once I got inside, I went over to my dresser to pull out 
some stuff, but I saw Betty's picture on the top. I got angry 
and sad and horny all at once. I dropped on top of my bed and 
just lay there for a couple of minutes, feeling sorry for 
myself. Then I started thinking about what I wanted to do to 
Betty, and I felt my cock starting to stiffen. I reached down 
and rubbed the bottom of the shaft softly. I know lots of guys 
have to use pictures or stuff to jack off, but I guess I always 
had a good imagination; just fantasizing was enough for me, 
most times. But the problem is that when you fantasize you 
can get really lost in it and not know what's going on around 
you.
    I guess that's what happened, because I didn't hear the 
door opening or anything until I heard Joanie's voice.
    "Whatcha doing, Richie?" She spoke softly, almost a 
whisper, but it was enough to startle me. I grabbed my cock 
with both hands to cover up.
    "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't want to scare you." This was funny, 
my little sister trying to comfort me, her big brother. But it 
worked. My heart slowed down to a more normal beat as I 
looked across the bed.
    Joanie was standing right at the edge, right by my feet. 
Her oval, freckled face was beaming down at me. She'd 
changed into a nightgown, one that must've been a hand-me-
down because the material was worn pretty thin and the pink 
and blue embroidery around the collar was frayed a lot. It 
was transparent enough for me to make out the outline of her 
body. She was just starting to hit puberty then, I guess. 
There was only the slightest of hints of a curve to her waist. 
She didn't really have any breasts, but Mom had gotten her a 
training bra and she wore it all the time. I could see the 
white triangles through the gown.
    I'd loosened my grip on my cock, and I suddenly realized it 
was rising up above my hands, standing stiff and straight. 
Joanie followed my eyes.
    "Wow, Richie! You're big!"
    I blushed, at first with pride. Then I remembered this was 
my baby sister! I was naked in front of her, and it was 
making my cock swell. Even as I thought about how terrible 
that was, my cock got bigger and harder. I couldn't figure it 
out. I'd never thought of Joanie THAT way; she was just a kid. 
OK, she wasn't really a kid anymore; I'd even wondered why 
Mom had bothered to make me stay and watch her that 
weekend. Joanie had already baby-sat herself for a couple of 
families on the block. And her face had lost all of its baby 
fat; she was obviously going to be a really pretty girl when 
she got older. Oh, heck, she was pretty now. Her lips were 
fuller than Betty's, and her brown eyes had this kinda sexy 
twinkle sometimes ... God, I was doing it to myself, I thought. 
My cock was eight inches long now, bobbing a bit up and down 
like a skier waiting at the top of a jump.
    As I looked up from my cock, I saw that Joanie was staring 
at it too. Her eyes were wide open and her pink tongue was 
peeking out between her lips, rubbing back and forth slowly. I 
saw a blush spread over her face when she realized I knew 
what she was looking at.
    "Haven't you ever seen a boy's -- you know?" 
    "I saw Tommy Johnson's when we were six, but it didn't 
look anything like that," she whispered back. "It was small 
and stubby and it looked kinda soft. And he didn't have any 
hair ... down there." 
    "Well, all boys are like that when they're kids. When we 
grow up, we get hair. And mine isn't always so big, it's just 
..." I stopped. What could I say? It's just that I got hot 
thinking about my baby sister? And what did I think I was 
doing, just lying there naked, anyway? I grabbed for the 
sheet to pull it over me, but Joanie held it back.
    "No, don't. It's OK. If you're worried about me telling Mom 
and Dad, don't. I won't tell. Just like I won't tell about you 
and Bet... oops."
    My cock quickly deflated. "You heard?""Yeah," she said 
shyly, ducking her head. "That's why I'm here." She sat down 
on the edge of the bed. "I heard what you said, and what 
Potsie said. I bet that Betty's a stuck-up girl like her little 
sister Tracy. I remember how long you worked on that poem 
you wrote for her last week -- and she didn't even say 'Thank 
you,' I bet. ... And I heard how you stuck up for me when 
Potsie called me a brat. That was really sweet, Richie."
    As she finished, she looked up at me again. "Oh, Richie, 
your thing's so much smaller! Did I do something wrong?"
    "No, no, it's ..."
    "It's Betty, isn't it? It's 'cause I reminded you about her." 
She paused and seemed to be making up her mind about 
something. "It wasn't right, what Betty did. When I heard 
about it, I wanted to do something to help. But I couldn't 
think of what, until I saw you running past my room." She 
reached a hand out tentatively. "Jenny Piccolo said guys like 
it if you touch their things. Can I touch yours?"
    I stared at her. I couldn't believe this! My kid sister, the 
little girl I'd seen in diapers, wanted to touch my cock? I 
thought about it. She was really cute, and I was horny. But 
could I...? Even as I thought about it, my cock started to 
swell again.
    "Oooh, I think you want me to," Joanie cooed. She softly 
encircled my rod with her right hand. The warm touch sent a 
shiver all the way up my spine and I let out a deep sigh.
    "What do I do now, Richie?"
    I should have told her to stop. I should have sent her out of 
the room and gotten dressed. I should have done a lot of 
things. But what I did was say, "That feels really good, Sis. 
Now move your hand up and down, real slow. Yeah. All the way 
up to the tip, and down. Mmmmmm."
    I lay back on the bed as Joanie's small hand massaged my 
cock. I tried not to think about how I was corrupting my kid 
sister. Then ... I felt a warm breath on the head of my dick, 
and it was engulfed in a hot, wet embrace.
    "What?" I yelped, as I looked down to see my little sister 
swallowing my cock.
    She slipped it out of her mouth. "Sssshh." She grinned. 
"This is something else I learned from Jenny Piccolo. She 
showed me on a banana. Am I doing it all right?"
    With that, she swooped down onto my dick again and began 
to bob up and down on it, holding her lips in a tight "O" that 
sizzled up and down the rod while her tongue flicked out at 
the tip. 
    I had never even dared think about asking Betty to give me 
a blow job, and now Joanie ... well, I was going to have to 
change the way I thought about her. Fast.
    And faster. She picked up the rhythm, her dark hair flying 
as her head bounced up and down while her hand kept rubbing 
the rest of my cock. The bed was creaking and squeaking as I 
finally let out a loud groan. "Look out, Joanie! I'm 
commmmmmmmiiiinnnngggg!"
    She pulled her head up just in time to get a jet of cum 
across her face. Her eyes flew open in surprise. When she 
flicked out her tongue and had a taste, though, she smiled and 
licked some more off. "Mmmm," she said, "it's as good as 
Jenny said."
    I reached down and pulled her up to me. "Joanie, that was 
wonderful. I've never had anything so good. You're the best 
sister ever." Looking at her cute face with globs of my spunk 
still spattered here and there, I couldn't resist. I pulled her 
closer and pressed my lips to hers.  I'd heard the expression 
"a tie is like kissing your sister," but I don't think this was 
what they meant. She kept her lips slightly open, and as we 
pressed together she slipped her hot tongue inside me. I 
flicked back at it, one hand entangling itself in her hair as 
the other slipped down and caressed her tight little butt.
    We became lost in passion. I kissed my way from her 
mouth down to her neck, licking and sucking around to her 
tender ear.  When I slipped my tongue into it, she yipped as 
her body shook. "Richie!"
    I whispered into her ear, my warm breath washing over it. 
"I've learned a few things too, little Sis." We kissed and 
licked for several minutes. Then Joanie slipped out of my 
arms and stood beside the bed.
    "Richie ... I love you," she said in a deep, sighing voice. "Can 
I, can I ask you something? There's, um, there's something 
else Jenny told me about." She pressed her lips together 
tightly and squeezed her arms at her side. I reached out and 
took her hand. 
    "It's OK, Joanie. What?"
    She took a deep breath. "Jenny-said-boys-could-do-girls-
like-I-did-you-but-they-don't-like-to-Could-you-do-me-
please?" The words tumbled out fast, as if she was afraid if 
she stopped for a second she'd be too afraid to go on.
    "I've never done that, Joanie -- but I'll try," I said. The 
familiar grin broke out on her face, like the sun coming out 
after a gray morning. I couldn't help but love her, I thought.
    "What do I do, Richie?"
    "Well, I guess ... Take your clothes off, first."
    She lifted the nightgown over her head. As I'd thought, she 
still looked like a little girl on the outside, without any real 
curves. But as she slipped off her training bra, I could see 
that her nipples were long and hard, standing out from the 
dark circles around them. And when she pulled off her 
panties, I could see the first few wisps of hairs above her 
pussy.
    I moved over on the bed to make room for her. "Now you lie 
down," I said.
    Moving between her legs, I licked from her feet to her 
crotch as I gently spread her thighs apart. Better take it 
slow, I thought. I moved up further, sliding my tongue around 
her belly button, then taking each of her nipples into my 
mouth and sucking. I could feel her smooth, warm skin next 
to mine. My cock had already gotten hard again and was 
rubbing on her legs. I kissed her again, then moved all the 
way down to her crotch. A pungent aroma was already rising 
from her pussy as I nibbled around the edges. Joanie's hands 
grabbed my head as her knees rose up around me. "Nnnnice, 
Richie! Ooooh, that's so good!"
    Gently, I began to lick her labia, already slightly wet. She 
wiggled her pussy in my face and urged me on, but I was 
afraid to do too much at once. Plus, I wasn't exactly sure 
what I was doing. After licking up and down at the entrance 
to her pussy for awhile, I used both hands to spread the lips 
slightly and slipped my tongue inside.
    "Aaaaaaah! Richie, yes! Yes-yes-yes! Unnnggghh!" 
    I guessed I must be doing something right. I pushed my 
tongue in further and in and out. My fingers roamed outside 
the now-slick cunt of my baby sister, until I felt something 
like a small, hard button. As soon as I touched it, a jolt shot 
through Joanie's body. A sudden realization hit me: her clit! 
For all my hopes with Betty and the boasts Potsie, Ralph and 
I made, I'd never done anything like this before, and I'd never 
really known what all the words we used meant. It felt kinda 
weird to be getting a sex education from my kid sister. 
Before I could waste too much time thinking about it, though, 
Joanie's thighs closed around me and she called out."Don't 
stop, Rich! That feels so good!" She gasped several times, and 
her voice got low and soft. "Richie, that's it. Touch me there. 
Oh, rub it. And lick me. My whole body's burning up with you, 
Richie. Uhhhh, please, yes, right there. Oh, Richie, I love you. I 
love you!" All at once she stiffened. "Gaaaaah-nnnnng-
unnnnnnh-AAAAAAAHHHH! Oh, God, Richie, did I cum? I think I 
ccuuuuuuunnnnnnnggghhh-AAAAAHHHH!"
    This time it was Joanie who pulled me up for a deep kiss, 
licking her own juices off my face. As we nuzzled, my stiff 
cock was at the gate of her pussy. I felt the hot, slippery 
fluids from her washing over the tip of my dick.
    I looked straight into her warm brown eyes. "Did Jenny 
Piccolo tell you about anything else? I mean, about what boys 
and girls can do ...?"
    "You mean ... Oh, Richie, do you want to fuck me?" Hearing 
my kid sister use words like that turned me on even more 
than ever.
    "Yes, yes, Joanie, I want to fuck you. I want to put my cock 
inside you and feel your pussy around me. Please, Joanie, I 
love you so much, can I?"
    She closed her eyes and sighed deeply. "Yes, please, yes! I 
want you inside me! I want you deep in me, Richie!"
    I pushed my cock up to the entrance of her steaming tunnel 
and slowly slipped inside. She was tight, even tighter than 
when she'd sucked me. But all the juices made it easy to push 
in, her pussy lips squeezing around the inflamed head of my 
dick. I felt the wide helmet pop past the lips, which 
immediately tightened again around my rod. I almost came 
right then, but I held it there for a long time until that 
feeling went away.
    Then I began to stroke, real slow and gentle. The feeling 
was a hundred times better than I'd ever expected. I kept 
pushing in a bit further every time, carefully probing for 
Joanie's maidenhead. Soon I had three or four inches inside 
her, and still nothing stood in the way. 
    "Joanie, I..."
    I heard a soft giggle. "I used a candle, Richie. Three months 
ago. That's something else Jenny taught me."
    "Remind me to thank Jenny next time I see her," I 
murmured. I was happy that the pain of breaking her hymen 
wouldn't interrupt our lovemaking.  Opening my eyes, I looked 
down at Joanie's face, now flushed and covered with sweat 
and cum and juices. My little sister's first fuck, I thought, 
and it was me! Somehow it felt right, now, that I'd be the 
one, not some fumbling jerk who didn't really care for her ... 
like I didn't care for Betty, it occurred to me. Yes, this was 
the right thing.
    By now I was plunging all the way inside her, burying my 
cock to the hilt in the hot, sopping wet pussy, then pulling 
out. Joanie was bucking her slim hips back at me in a primal 
beat.
    "Fuck me, Richie. Fuck me so good. Ohhhh, you feel so good 
inside me. Deeper. Deeper! DEEPER! YES! Ohhh, Richie, it's 
wonderful! Oh, God, it feels so good."
    Her legs closed tight around me, her feet sticking straight 
up in the air. I couldn't believe I could go so deep inside her!  
Her fingers clawed at my back and my knees ached a little 
and my arms were stiff but I didn't really feel much of that 
at all. It seemed like my mind was wired directly to my cock 
and the feel of  Joanie's soft pussy squeezing along the rod 
and the tip bumping up against the back of her cunt and the 
base bouncing against her crotch.
    She brought her heels down against my butt, pressing me 
deeper.
    "Harder! Faster!" Joanie urged me on. "Fuck me harder, 
please, pleasepleaseplease-yes-that's-it-that's-it!"
    The bedsprings were screeching, the sheet and blanket had 
slipped off onto the floor, the pillows had fallen off and 
Joanie's head was bouncing up and down on the mattress, 
sweat flying off as she bucked and jerked and I had never 
loved anyone as much as I loved her at that moment. I felt a 
burning deep within and I knew it was time.
    "Joanie, I'm cuuuummmmmmiiiiiinnnnnnggggg!" Waves of 
jism pulsed through my rod and exploded into her as her 
pussy convulsed, squeezing me dry. "Me too, Richie, me 
toooooooo-AAAAAAHHHHH!" She trembled and stiffened, 
trembled and stiffened, her fingers digging into my sides as 
her eyes flew open and she stared blankly at the ceiling. 
"Aaaaannnnnggggghhhh! Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-AAAAAHHHHH!"
    As my cock made it last feeble pulses, all at once I felt 
the ache in my arms and the friction that had rubbed my 
knees raw. I slipped out of Joanie and rolled over onto the 
bed next to her, taking her in my arms and kissing her long 
and hard.
    "Richie," she said, her eyes softly shining, "I do love you. 
You're so good to me. Can I ask you something else?"
    "Mmmm, yes, little Sis, anything you want."
    "Next time ..." Just the thought of next time made me press 
my mouth to hers again. Next time! My baby sister and I, 
lovers! 
    "Next time ... Can Jenny join us?" She giggled. "I ... I kinda 
promised her, Rich." I might have been shocked, even then, but 
I didn't have a chance. Joanie slipped a hand down to caress 
my cock back to life as she snuggled up to me, sticking her 
tongue into my ear. Before I knew it, she had rolled me over 
onto my back. Incredibly, my dick was stiff and straight 
again. Joanie got on top of me and slowly lowered herself 
onto my cock, letting it slide past her slippery lips and all 
the way up. At first she kept it slow, sometimes even lifting 
all the way off so that the tip would have to pop into her lips 
again. I reached up and twiddled her nipples between my 
fingers, feeling her heart beating swiftly beneath her sweaty 
skin. Then Joanie picked up the pace, until soon she was 
bouncing up and down as if she were riding a bucking bronco.  
My hands slipped down her silky body to rest on her hips, 
holding onto her as the speeding friction drove me wild again. 
Her voice was like a helicopter traffic guy's, all jerky 
because of the bouncing: "Oh-oh Ri-hich-hie I-hi lov-ove yo-
hou! Fu-huck me ye-hes ye-hes uh-NG-GAAAH-haaa-GAAa-
aaaaaaaaahhhh-DDDeehaaaa!"
    My cock was still hard and I urged her on even after her 
orgasm. She must have ridden me for 30 minutes before she 
finally cried out, "Oh, Go-haaad Ri-hichie I-hi can't ta-hake 
this mu-huch loooonnnggge-hheeerr!"
    I eased her off me -- my cock was so swollen that I was 
afraid it would break -- and had her lie face down on the bed, 
already soaked with our sweat and juices. Quickly I moved 
behind her and pressed my dick up against her puckered little 
asshole. I don't know why I thought of it, except from raw 
sexual passion. Smearing some of the juices from her pussy 
onto her other hole, I worked my index finger inside her and 
then slowly but firmly pressed my cock in its place. "Richie! 
Richie, Jenny didn't say anything about this? What are you 
doing?"
    "I love you, Joanie, and I want all of you! It'll be all right! 
Just relax and let me -- oooohhhh, yes!" My dick slid inside 
her asshole, even tighter than her pussy. With my hands I 
kept her small butt cheeks separated as I began to stroke. I 
kept the rhythm slow and steady until I felt the familiar 
burning and my jism blasted deep into Joanie's ass. "I'm 
cummmmiinnngggg!"
    The next several years were the best I've ever known. 
Joanie and I had many happy days together, and Jenny Piccolo 
did join us. Joanie blossomed into a beautiful young woman 
with ample breasts, shapely legs and the hottest mouth in 
Milwaukee. Every guy in school wanted her. Even Potsie asked 
her out. She did go out once in awhile, but the guys who went 
with her never got more than a good-night kiss. Joanie saved 
her best for her big brother.
--


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Section 1: The Capture
----------------------

	Phoebe, Monica and Rachel are driving across the desert. The road is 
long, and straight, and very, very quiet. "We've not passed a car in ages!!",
comments Monica, "or a gas station!!". "It's okay, we've got a full tank
anyway." replies Rachel. "But isn't it strange we've not seen a car for so 
long?" adds Phoebe...
	"I am impressed, Doctor Zorn", says Comander Blain, "the time shield
works perfectly!! I think it is about time we transfered our captives to
our ship." Blain extends one of his tenticles and pressed a few buttons..
"Teleport the creatures to holding bay 1!". Doctor Zorn was impressed by the
3 females that were going to be used for his experiments, as each had
different attributes that interested him - even though they all had 
exceptionally well developed female anatomy. They would all be subjected
to similar breast augmentation and lactic development, but he must choose
one of them to be the Pain Mistress for the other 2. "I believe the blond
creature will be easiest to control..."
	The car's radio, lights and engine suddenly cut out, and a bright
light appears above the vehicle. "Whats going on .." starts Monica, then she
passes out along with Phoebe and Rachel.
	Each of the three creatures hands and feet are tied to seperate
metal tables to allow access to all orifaces. The tables are designed to
swivel on their central axis, as well as increase and decrease in height,
change the positions of the arms and legs of the idividual attached to the
table, as well as allowing the entire thing to be moved around on antigrav
pads.
	Zorn was pleased with these devices, because it meant less tieing
and untieing of the captives. At this moment, the three women were being
attached to the tables. "Insert the air tubes through their noses, and make
sure their mouth tubes allow free access to their throats." This was 
important, as previous captives choked on the large quantity of fluid
produced by some of the sexual organs of the various creatues that were
used to abuse them. Once suitably attached, he woke each of them.

Section 2: Phoebe
-----------------

	Phoebe was woken first. She tried to scream but no sound came forth
as her throat was held permanently open by a tube. As she looked around she
saw lots of medical devices, and her 2 friends Monica and Rachel. Zorn came
forward with a cutting device. It was a very crude knife. He liked to use
this device instead of the more efficient laser-cutters, because of the
intimate contact he had with the creatures he was examining. Phoebe was 
wearing a long dress that was buttoned up the front, white stockings and a
pair of white high heels. Zorn placed the knife between Phoebe's breasts at
the top of the dress and pulled the knife down the butons, revealing
her white bra and panties. He then cut down each sleave, the dress dropping
to the floor. A robot scuttled forward and removed the now useless clothes.
He then brought the knife up to her bra, and cut off the shoulder straps.
Another tenticle reached up holding what looked like pliers, and gripped the
material at the top of the bra cup. He peeled the material downwards, like
peeling an apple, revealing her pale white breast. Zorn then let go of the
material and brought the plier to her exposed nipple. "No, please no..." 
thought Phoebe, as Zorn clamped the pliers hard onto her nipple and began
to pull and twist. Phoebe's breast was pulled out to it's limit. "Hum, not
bad." thought Zorn, "But we'll soon improve on these!"
	He brought the knife back up to her bra, and cut it between her 
breasts. He then turned his attention on to her panties. During the initial
breast examination, Phoebe had urinated, soaking her panities. You could
clearly see her shaven mound through the now shear material. Zorn quickly
cut them off, but needed to use the pliers to pull the offending material
out of her tight cunt lips.
	"Better check how much we've got to loosen the vaginal and anal
muscles..". Reaching over to the table, he picks up a large cone with 
graduations marked up it's entire length. He inserts this straight into
Phoebe's cunt, pushing as far as it will go. "Only six inches diameter, 
we'll need to add at least 3 inches to that.." pulling it out, he steps 
behind Phoebe. "He's not going to push that thing up my arse, is he.." just
as she thinks that, she feels the end of the steel cone push it's way into
her virgin anus. The muscles stretch, and even with the lubrication from
her cunt juices, the diameter only reaches 1 inch. "That will need alot
of work!!"
	He calls over a small droid which has 2 piston like devices attached
to the top of it. He extends each piston up until they touch the entrance
of her cunt and anus. Inputing the current dimensions, and the end size
of 9 inches diameter, he starts the droid. Phoebe feels the pistons slowly
entering her, both from front and behind. Once fully inserted she feels the
tubes in her body begin to expand until they fill both holes. Her cunt starts
to lubricate as it stretches to its limits. She also feels some form of 
lubricant being produced by the anal piston. Fully lubed, they begin their 
job of looseing Phoebe's cunt and anus, by quickly ramming in and out of both
holes. Phoebe starts to feel the heat of an orgasm slowly build in her as 
the machine thrusts in and out. Seeing that the machine is performing correctly,
Zorn turns his attentions to Phoebe's breasts.
	Zorn picks up a large hypodermic needle. The needle needs to be about
6 inches long to make sure that some of the larger breasted specimens get
a full dose of the alien growth hormone. Phoebe's breasts are well formed,
about a C-Cup. As another orgasm rips through Phoebe, she feels a tenticle 
grip around the base of one of her pert breasts. She opens her eyes in horror
as she feels the end of a needle begin to be inserted into the tip of her
nipple. A hole is punched into the end of her nipple, and she sees the needle
slowly progress into her breast. As the hormone is injected, she feels a 
head spread through her breast. Her other breast is treated in the same
fashion. Phoebe starts to wonder what they are going to do with them all, as
another orgasm pushes her into unconciousness.
	As the droid slowly worked on her arse and cunt, and the growth
hormone did it's work, Zorn decides it's time to wake the next of his new
laboratory animals. "I think the one with long dark hair will be next. I
will leave the one with short highlighted hair till the end."

Section 3: Monica
-----------------

	Monica slowly comes to, and looking around she sees Phoebe being
continually fucked up the cunt and arse by a droid. "What the hell's going
on here!!" she thinks, as a large green mass with tenticles comes sliding
into view, holding a knife in one of them. She was wearing a black velvet
dinner dress, that was slit to the thigh, a pair of black shear stockings and
a pair of black high heels. Zorn placed the knife at the slit in her dress, 
and pulled the knife up and across her body to between her breasts. Even 
though she was helpless, the sight of seeing Phoebe being abused was enough
to turn Monica on, and her cunt was soon dripping wet with anticipation
of what was going to happen. As the knife reached the end of the dress,
it dropped away revealing Monica's naked body. She never wore panties and bra
to this dress as they'd spoil the lines.
	"Interesting, this creature only wears a single layer of clothing.
She is also aroused by the plight that the other creature is in." Picking
up the diameter checking tool, he inserts it into Monica's sopping cunt.
It easily reaches the required minimum diameter. He then checks to see if
her anus also distends to the correct diameter. As Monica has only ever
allowed fingers to be inserted up her arse, the device again only reaches
a diameter of 2 inches. "As she is so highly sexed, I think a one-off breaking
in will be appropriate." 
	The breast treatment is next. He tightens one of his tenticles around
the base of one of Monica's breasts, holding it imobile, while forcing all
the tit-flesh to form a nice globe the size of an orange, and expanding the
nipple. The needle is placed in the center of the nipple and pushed firmly
until the needle is about half way in the breast. This operation clears the
lactic pathways, and also allows a greater stream of milk once lactation
is induced. The growth hormone is then injected deep into the breast tissue.
As the heat spreads in Monica's breast, she stares over at Phoebe, who's once
average sized tits, have increased to the size of melons. She also noticed 
that the pistons that were being forced up her cunt and arse were getting
thicker and thicker. Monica was proud of the fact that she could take any
sized penis up her cunt, which came about from the large collection of dildos
that her mum had owned. A shiver ran down her spine, as she realised that her
arse was also going to be violated like Phoebe's.
	"Time to have some fun." thought Zorn, as he slowly slid to one of the
cages around the outside of the lab. This creature that he had developed
was based on the gorrilas found on Earth, except he had genetically enhanced
the size of it's sexual organ to about 13 inches in length, and with a girth
of 9 inches. He had also made sure that it would never cum, or lose it's
erection, until a specific comand word was spoken.
	"Gorg should soon have her to the correct anal size!!". He led
the creature to where Monica was fastened. It had been through this excercise
many times, and was soon aroused, it's penis growing to it's full size, 
whilst it stroked it's hairy hand up and down it's length. Monica stared in
amazement at the sex organ. "Bloody Hell, this will hurt", tears springing
up in her eyes. To prevent insertion into the wrong hole, Zorn inserted a
large vibrator into her cunt. At the base of the vibrator were attached 
3 metal clips. One was fastened to her clit, while the other 2 were fastened
to her cunt lips. "That should stop it falling out!!"
	By now, the growth hormone was starting to take effect,  and Monica's
tits were already the size of soccer balls. Zorn flipped the table so Monica
was facing the floor and lowered it so that Gorg could thrust easily up her
anus. He then tied Monica's head back so that she was forced to look straight
ahead, so that he could insert his own organ down her fear constricted throat. Zorn coated Gorg's penis with lubricant. "Don't want it to hurt too much!"
smiled Zorn, as he positioned himself in front of Monicas face.
	Monica first feels the fingers of Gorg lubricating the inside of 
her pink, puckered anus. Even though it's fingers are fairly large, her
anus already greedily sucks on them, trying to pull them inside. As Gorg
places his massive penis at the entrance of her hole, it starts to slowly
tear the muscles of her anus. Blood mixes with the lubricant, as the head of
Gorg's penis forces it's way into Monica's body. The pain is incredible,
as inch by inch, Gorg forces his massive organ into Monica's helpless body.
As tears run down her face, she notices that Zorn has placed one tenticle
at the entrance to her throat tube. Zorn slowly inserts his sex organ into
her throat. As Monica gags on this new atrocity, Zorn pushes it in even
further. As her throat constricts around his member, he begins to violently
fuck her throat. The strain on Gorg's face shows how tight Monica's anus is,
but slowly but surely he forces it in all the way. Monica's anal muscles
are stretched to the limits, as Gorg starts to slowly pump backwards and
forwards, slowly building up the pace. Above the pain, an orgasm slowly
begins to bulid inside Monica. Sensing this Zorn quickens his pace so that
he can orgasm as her throat constricts due to her orgasm. When it comes,
Gorg had to stop pumping because her anus muscles constricted violently.
Zorn thrusts a few more times into her now, tight throat and exploded his
seed deep into her body. Again Monica gaged, trying to be sick, but Zorn's
penis stoped anything coming out. "Excellent, most excellent", comments
Zorn, as he pulled out of Monicas now raw throat. Once her orgasm was over,
 Gorg started pumping again. "Keep that up while I examine the last creature."
	Phoebe's tits had now expanded to the size of beach balls, and
hung just above her vagina. She woke to find the nightmare still continuing,
with her arse and cunt being slowly enlarged by the tireless droid. As she
looked over at Monica, her breasts were also being enlarged, but instead
of a droid servicing her she had a massive goarilla humping her backside.
Phoebe saw the creature pull its penis out about 9-10 inches, and then
force it all the way back inside Monica, reaming her arse. Blood dripped from
between her legs, as the creature pounded on relentlessly. She was glad that
the alien had decided to use this droid instead of the creature. Phoebe watched
with interest at what was going to happen to Rachel. 

Section 4: Rachel
-----------------

	Zorn was already satisfied with the second specimen, as it had 
pleasured him greatly. "I hope they are all going to be as good as that!!"
thought Zorn, as he proded Rachel awake.
	The first thing Rachel saw as she came round was Phoebe's massive
breasts, and the fact that a machine was fucking her senseless. As she 
turned her head she saw Monica getting ass-fucked by a gorilla with a
massive dick. "I must be halucinating" thought Rachel, as a tenticled
creature stopped in front of her. Rachel was wearing a one-piece lycra body
suit, with a miniskirt and high heels. "I've had enough of being nice, lets
use the flayer to strip you naked." 2 droids roll forward, each with a massive
roller on top with hundreds of steel wires hanging from them. One sets up
behind Rachel, the other in front. "Right", said Zorn, "I only want superficial
skin damage, but concentrate on the tits, cunt and arse." At this the giant
rollers start to spin, flinging out the ends of the steel wires. They slowly 
approached Rachel. Her breasts were the first to be hit, with the wires slicing
through the lycra like butter. She then felt electric shocks being inflicted
on her as each wire touched her body. Her arse then started getting stripped,
with more electrical shots running through her body. Her breasts and nipples
were bruised and bloodied, as the device moved up and down her body, removing
all her clothing. As the droid moved to her cunt an orgasm screamed through 
her body, as her clit and cunt lips were whipped clean. Once they'd finished,
the droids rolled away to one corner of the lab.
	Tears stained Rachels face, as Zorn inserted the cunt and arse checker
up her vagina. After her orgasm, she was well lubricated, and again easily
took the device in all the way. Her clit was also well extended, pushing
well clear, and as large as a .44 magnum bullet. Pushing the device into her
anus, he was again disappointed on how tight it was. He injected her breasts
with the growth hormone, and contemplated on what he would do to distend
the specimens anus.
	He crossed over to Phoebe, and checked her progress on the anal/cunt
droid. "Already fully dialated. Excellent! I have a job for you". The robot
was switched off, and the pistons were withdrawn. Phoebe's anus now hung
open at a respectable size, which even Gorg would have problems filling.
Zorn hefted each breast with a pair of tenticles, and proded them to see
how solid they had become. "One more injection to induce lactation, and you
will be able to join the herd, after my experiments, of course!"
	Zorn then attached a collar around her neck. "You will now be able
to understand me", Zorn said to Phoebe. "The device I have attached around
your neck allows me to control your body by simple verbal commands. Once I
have released you, you will go to your friend who is not being fucked, and
you will fist-fuck her arse untill you can get it in up to the elbow. Is
that understood." Phoebe noded, and once released headed towards Rachel. It
was strange at first walking with such huge breasts, but she compensated by
leaning further back. Behind Rachel, she coated her arm in the lubricant, and
slowly began to push her long fingers into Rachels anus. First one, then two
fingers, pumping them in and out, looseing the tight muscles that stopped
Phoebe from completing her mission. Zorn sat in front of Rachel, his penis
slowly grew to the size of Gorg's as he pushed it violently into Rachels
sopping wet cunt. His organ slid in smoothly, until it hit the resistence
of the entrance to her womb. He battered on this entrance until it finally
gave way, pain lancing it's way through Rachels body. By now Phoebe had all
her fingers in Rachels arse, forcing her cheeks apart with each thrust. 
With one great push, her hand was in up to the wrist. Rachel felt an orgasm
comming, as both Zorn and Phoebe began pumping, trying to go as deep as was
humanly possible.
	Monica was now taking Gorg's strokes effortlessly, as his thrusting
continued unabated. As her anal chanal was looseing up, he increased the pace
of his fucking, reaching his long arms down to Monicas massive hanging breasts.
He pulled on the great volumes of tit-flesh, pawing at them relentlesy, mauling
the dinner plate sized areolas, and pushing his fingers into the holes at the
end of her nipples. Orgasm after orgasm ripped through Monica as she watched
Rachel getting raped by Phoebe and the alien.
	Zorn saw that Phoebe had nearly got her arm up Rachels arse up to the
elbow, so he ordered Gorg to ejactulate up Monicas arse. At the same time
he switched on the pleasure and pain channels within Phoebe's collar, making
her orgasm, as well as exploding himself deep inside Rachels womb. On feeling
the heat of Gorg's cum coating the inside of her bowels, Monica orgasmed over
and over as Gorg carried on pushing in and out of her arse. Rachel felt
another orgasm flood through her, as Zorn came.
	"Now you have all been prepared, the real experiments begin!!"