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   And here it is, boys and girls: the reposting of the first chapter of
the Girls of Friends series.  I hope you have as much fun reading it as I
had making it.

   Dark Paladin :)



   The Girls of Friends





   Steve pulled his hat low over his green-blue eyes, trying in vain to
keep the rain out of his coat.  In the back of his head, an idea for a low
level force field was pressing for attention, but he ignored it.  It would
take him just a few minutes to build, test, and put into action, but he
already knew it would cause more problems then he was ready to deal with.
As blind as people in New York seemed to be to most odd things and crime,
they would surely notice a man standing high and dry in the middle of the
rain.  And that would be more attention then he wanted.





   Not that he had anything to worry about.  He had been a little worried
about the whole affair out in California, with those girls in the cabin and
all.  One day he had been in the middle of the 22nd century, rotting in a
jail cell, the next, he had invented a time machine to go back almost 200
years.  He remembered the affair with fondness, loving the feel of those
young, nubile bodies and remembering how he had gotten each of them
pregnant.  His cock began to stiffen slightly inside his pants.  He sighed.
Seemed like a long time ago, rather than a few short weeks.  Right after
that time, he used his advance electronics to raid several ATM machines and
set up false bank accounts.  Lucky for him, his fingerprints changed from
week to week, making the robberies seem like the work of more than one
person.  He had taken the money and left here for New York, where he was
again using his electronic and computer skills from the next century to
make enough for himself to live comfortably.





   He noticed a coffee shop just across the street.  Coffee had been banned
in the year 2060, almost 60 years after the great Cigarette Destruction. 
While Steve wasn't stupid enough to smoke, he still found the simple
stimulus of coffee to be more than adequate.





   Steve passed into the coffee shop, finding a table off to the side.  He
removed his hat, his golden brown hair damp along the sides.  He picked up
the menu and started scanning it.





   "Hi, I'm Rachel, and I'll be your waitress.  Anything I can get for
you?"





   Steve looked up at the more perfect pair of breasts he had ever seen. 
He forced his eyes upwards to the girls lovely blue eyes framed by light,
brown hair.  He smiled at her, his even, white teeth appearing almost
wolfish.  "You know," he said, feeling his cock begin to rise within his
pants, "I think I know exactly what I want now."



   ------------------------------------------------------------------------



   Steve looked at his watch, checking the progress of the little blips on
the tiny screen.  The system was actually a three dimensional tracer he had
recently invented, and now was the perfect time to try it out.  When Rachel
had turned her back to her for a second, giving him a lovely vision of her
legs and ass under her short skirt, he had thrown a tiny transmitter,
seeing it catch on her tight T-shirt.  He had left some time later, and was
now tracking her back to her apartment.





   He found the building with ease, memorizing the spot where she was
located.  The transmitter also worked as a tiny audio transceiver as well,
so he could hear everything that was going on where she was.





   Steve tapped the watch lightly, turning up the small speaker in his ear.
It seemed that Rachel was now talking to herself.





   "Guys!  I'm home!" Rachel called out.  She put her bags down on the
couch, removing her slick rain jacket.  She could feel the cold water drip
onto her white T-shirt, the fabric turning translucent.  Her nipples
hardened lightly in response to the cold water touching her skin.





   "Guys?" She looked around, noticing a note on the refrigerator. 
"Rachel, called Joey and the guys, their all going to that rock concert out
of town.  Feebe is down doing a demo recording, and I'll be working late
tonight.  Just to let you know!  Love, Monica."





   Rachel crumpled up the letter, throwing it in the trash.  "Well, that's
just great, guys.  Another night, alone by myself." She moved into the
bathroom to take a good, hot shower.





   From below on the street, Steve tapped his watch again, turning down the
sound.  He smiled to himself.  From the sounds of it, he would have some
time alone with this brown hair girl.  He reached into his pocket and took
out a few items.  His mind was already readying the devices for the proper
modifications.





   He entered the building, using one of his inventions to get past all of
the locks.  Once inside the apartment, he paused, listening closely to the
sound of running water, making sure she was still inside.





   He used his force field idea, expanding it into a multitasking unit that
could keep large objects in or out, but would allow air to move, while
acting as a perfect sound buffer.  Someone could scream all they want, and
not be heard.





   The next thing he did was activate the Stimulator.  The Stimulator was a
device he had developed shortly after the 90210 experience.  It used
special wavelengths to activate hormone levels within the female body. 
Within a few minutes, vaginal lubrication would start, and a few minutes
after that, the woman's ovaries would prepare her for fertility.  He had
made different modifications until it could work even through the Pill and
other forms of birth control- at least for impregnation.





   Once he had the devices set up, he began removing his clothing, waiting
for his treat to arrive.





   Rachel emerged from her shower, rubbing her head vigorously on her
towel. The rest of her body was naked, drying in the air.  Her brown
nipples were still slightly hard, hard firm, ripe breasts hanging hardly in
the air.  Her pussy was lightly trimmed, the fewest light brown hairs, now
dark with moisture, forming a little curl right over her lips.





   "I must say," a voice called out in front of her, "What a fine view."





   Rachel dropped the towel over her perfect breasts, crying out in alarm.
In front of her was a totally naked man.  He stood calmly in front of her,
his firm, hard muscles lining his body.  Rachel's eyes were drawn from his
dignified handsome face down to the giant penis that was pointing at her.
It had to be at least a foot long, hanging down slightly from its weight.
Rachel hardly even noticed how her cunt had been lubing itself since she
walked in the door.





   "What the hell are you doing here?" she exploded, backing away from him.
"Get out of here before I call the cops."





   Steve almost hit himself in the head.  He had forgotten all about the
phone systems.  He reached down, pulling up his coat.  Rachel was already
running for the phone.  He pulled out a small device, pressing the button.





   Rachel picked up the phone, pushing buttons.  No good.  Steve's device
had rendered all of the phones inoperative.





   Rachel slammed the phone down.  "Problems making a call, my dear?" Steve
had raced over to her side, his genetically altered body clearing the
distance in less than a second.  "I think we'd rather be alone right now,
don't you thing?"





   He stood right behind her, grabbing her in his arms.  Her arms became
pinned to her side as his hands started exploring the expanse of breasts in
front of him.  His giant cock pressed out from between her legs, rubbing
against her sex every time she moved.  He moved his hands down to trap her
arms at her waist, pulling her up and down.  The think lips of her juicy
cunt parted around his cock, coating it with her secretions.  Steve ran the
entire length of his long penis up and down her slit, loving the feel of
her caressing her.





   Rachel could feel herself being propped on this penis, sliding down
underneath her.  She kept struggling, trying to find some way out of this
guys iron grip.  She started pulling her legs together to keep herself from
being raped.  Steve sensed this movement.





   Steve pushed her against the kitchen counter.  Rachel made a "Oomph"
noise over her cries.  Steve reached forward, turning on the cold water on
full blast.  He grabbed the sprayer, pointing it straight at her body and
pulling the trigger.





   Rachel cried out at the sudden shock of cold water hitting her body. 
She pushed against the counter with her legs in a desperate attempt to get
away from the icy spray.  Her nipples hardened from the cold, growing more
sensative in the process.  The chill water ran down between her plump
breasts, down her stomach and right through her wet snatch.  Rachel's
breath vanished in the sudden onrush of cold.





   Steve felt the cold water cascade over his penis down to his balls. 
Luckily, this girls cunt was so hot and wet that he didn't lose any
hardness.  Rachel, however, was going insane trying to avoid the cold
water. She pushed against the counter with her knees- just enough to widen
her legs a little.  Steve pulled back a little, then drove his cock right
into her.





   Rachel stiffened in shock at the sudden intrusion.  Steve's penis went
in almost six inches on the first push.  Her vagina spread apart from the
intrusion, the juices sliding all around it.  She put her hands on the
counter to steady herself, combination of the cold water and the incredible
sensation from her cunt causing her mind to go blank.  As soon as her hands
his the counter, Steve arched into her, slamming the rest of his cock right
through her.  The head parted her cervix, lodging itself right into her
womb.





   Rachel cried out in a combination of pain and pleasure.  Her body had
already started reacting, moving away from the large penis.  She used the
counter to support her weight and she tried to remove the invader from her
stretched cunt.





   Steve pulled down on her waist, impaling her again.  Rachel moaned in
the sudden pleasure, losing control over herself.  She tried to pull
herself up again, part of her mind wanting to slam herself back down on
this intrusion, the other half trying to get away.  The more primitive part
of her mind won out, and she found herself pushing back down onto the
penis.





   Steve grabbed her waist with one hand and started fucking her in
earnest. Rachel was holding herself up while his other hand continued to
spray her with cold water, every once in awhile squeezing her plump
breasts. The cold water ran down her body, freezing his balls and chilling
her clit, keeping her just away from the orgasm that both of them wanted.
Steve kept it up, feeling his balls boil with cum, trying to rise but
unable to.  Rachel's hips were becoming frantic, slapping up and down on
the pole inside of her.  She hardly even remembered when she lost control
of herself.  Of course, she didn't know that the Stimulator helped with
that by "assisting" the female mating need.  Rachel would have been fucking
her landlord if he had arrived right then in her condition.





   Steve could deny the sensation in his balls no longer.  He pulled down
on her as hard as he could, jamming his entire length into her.  The cum
exploded from his balls, moving right up the entire length of his penis. 
It squirted into her, filling her entire womb with his hot cum.  It slid
around the sides of his cock, squirting out around him.  The hot fluid
touched her clit, setting her off.  Rachel's back arched as he grabbed her
by her breasts, holding her up.  Her entire body started shaking into a
massive orgasm.





   Steve's cock remained hard, enhanced by a genetic change that had
occurred 200 years in the future.  He kept sliding it in and out of
Rachel's right pussy, feeling her squeeze and squeal around his long, hard
cock.  He carried her across the room until he found an empty bedroom-
luckily, it was Rachel's.  He left her impaled on his cock as she kept
trembling in time to her orgasm.  He suddenly twisted her around, rotating
her body on his penis as if she was a pig on a spit.  This action alone set
off another round of orgasms inside of her, making her legs lock around
him. Steve put his whole weight onto her, feeling her hard nipples pushing
into his chest as he fucked her.





   Rachel's clit was buzzing, orgasming every time Steve pulled almost all
the way out, then slid himself back in right up past her cervix and into
her.  His cum squirted out of her with every movement, and in the back of
her mind she knew that she was becoming pregnant from the gallons of cum
inside of her.  She couldn't help but cry out in pure pleasure when he
reached down and sucked on her tits while he rode her.  Another round of
orgasms exploded inside of her, drawing every drop of Steve's cum into her.





   Steve could feel another orgasm coming.  He was certain that this girl
was pregnant by now, so he decided to have some fun.  He pulled her off his
cock, flipping her onto her stomach.  His long penis was already coated in
their juices, slick and ready.





   "What's- wait-" Rachel cried in confusion.  Her cunt gaped open from the
sudden removal of his hard tool.  Her mind suddenly realized with terror
that he was spreading apart her ass cheeks, her winking sphincter aligned
with his cock.  "No, please- AHHHH!"





   Rachel cried out in sudden pain as Steve pierced her anus with his slick
pole, burying the head.  He pulled on her thin waist, burying another three
inches into her.  She was screaming in pain, her asshole feeling like it
was on fire.  It was like losing her virginity all over again.





   Steve pressed further into her, sliding his cock back and forth.  Her
ass loosened, far tighter than her pussy had been.  The slickness from his
cum helped, and Rachel could begin to feel the beginnings of pleasure. 
Steve had already reached around and started squeezing on hand on her tits,
the other massaging her clit in time with his ass fucking.  Rachel moaned
involuntarily as the hard pole kept moving in and out of her, feeling the
immense sensations race along her body.  She pushed back into him, feeling
another several inches sink into her.





   Steve was totally fucking her ass now, pulling in and out of the tight
hole.  Rachel was pushing back into him, her blue eyes wide in pleasure. 
His fingers kept up their work, her breasts inflamed in sensation, her clit
ready to explode.  Steve kept feeding his cock into her, her ass making his
cock feel like it was on fire.  He felt her body trembling beneath him,
ready to explode in climax.





   Steve finally let another round of cum explode from his balls, filling
her ass with his jism.  Rachel cried out as her own orgasm began, squeezing
around his cock as she did so.  After several long minutes, her trembling
subsided.  She collapsed on the bed, exhausted beyond measure.





   Steve pulled out of her tight ass slowly, then triggered another device.
This one would make the lovely girl sleep for a long time- well after he
had left.  By that time, her belly would already have his seed planted
inside of her, and would start to grow...





   Phoebe





   Steve looked down at the now sleeping Rachel.  Her pussy was still raw
and open from his recent removal from her lovely, nude body.  He almost
thought about waking her up again when he heard the front door slam.





   Being the person he was, Steve had of course designed his special force
fields so that anything larger than regular air molecules would be able to
enter the shielded space, though they wouldn't be able to leave it.  He
pried the door open slightly, feeling the cool air from the living room
waft in and tickle his erect penis.





   A blonde woman came inside the room, muttering to herself.  "Damn that
producer," she said.  Steve's ears, as well as his foot long cock and
incredible strength, had also been enhanced by genetic changes, allowing
him to pick up every word.  "I can't believe him." She straightened, her
voice taking on an imitating attitude.  " 'Come on, Phoebe, why don't you
and I check out the sound equipment before your recording tomorrow.' Seemed
like he was more interested in my breasts." She crossed the room to the
sink, drawing herself a glass of water.





   Phoebe had not had a good day.  No one seemed to like her singing at
that bar today.  How was she to know not to sing "Have you ever really
loved a woman" in a gay bar?  The guys had all given her blank stares
throughout her song.  Then, her producer asked her to the recording studio
and had tried to make out with her.  Oddly, remembering the experience, she
felt the slightest twinge around her cunt.  Perhaps he wasn't so bad
looking after all, she thought.  How was the innocent girl to know that
Steve's Stimulator was already working its magic on her.





   She noticed that Rachel's door was open.  "Rachellll," she called out.
"Are you in there?" She pushed the door, looking inside.





   Rachel was laying on the bed, completely naked.  Phoebe could see the
brown haired girl's nipples from her position every time Rachel took a
breath.  There was a small dribbling of cum coming from her open slit. 
"Gee," she thought, "I guess Rachel got lucky." She started to close the
door, her eyes couldn't remove themselves from the white jism.





   Unknown to most of her friends, Phoebe loved the taste of sperm.  When
she was just a teenager, she remembered the first time her boyfriend
introduced her to the "magic juice." Ever since, she had loved the taste in
her mouth, loved it's feeling as it went down her throat.





   To make things worse, Phoebe had been wanting her friend for a long time
now.  Ross wasn't the only one with a crush on Rachel.  Phoebe had been
wanting to such on her friends firm breasts for some time now.  Her own
lesbian desires surprised her, since she was normally into guys.  But, for
some reason, whenever Rachel entered the room, she could feel her cunt
start to get warm, and her juices start to flow.  At the moment, between
the pearls of seed, Rachel's open cunt, and the Stimulator, Phoebe had no
chance at all.





   Phoebe approached the sleeping girl slowly, making sure that she wasn't
going to wake up.  What she didn't know was that right behind her, hiding
inside the closet, was Steve, watching the blonde girl's every move.  His
cock was extended to full length, ready and able to connect when the time
was right.





   Phoebe ran a hand along Rachel's thigh, feeling the smooth, soft skin
under her fingers.  She shivered slightly as Rachel squirmed, a little more
cum sliding out of her cunt.  Phoebe didn't know that Rachel hadn't put her
diaphragm on, that the white seed was sliding out of her now pregnant
friend.  All she knew was that she needed it more than anything she had
ever wanted.





   Phoebe bent down, coming close to Rachel's slit.  She could smell the
combined smell of sperm and pussy juice, making her salivate.  Her breath
made the little hairs on Rachel's pussy move slightly, the lovely girl
squirming in her sleep.





   Phoebe's tongue came out, tasting the sweet juices as they fell on her
tongue.  The musky, salty, sweet flavor made her cunt throb as she held the
fluids inside her mouth, then swallowed.  She started licking harder,
trying to draw every drop of Rachel and the mysterious man's fluids as she
could.  Her hands snaked down to her dress, pulling down her skirt to
expose her hot, blonde cunt to the air.  Her fingers started rubbing her
own snatch as she kept licking at Rachel's pussy, squeezing her clit as she
sucked on her friend's.  Rachel moaned in her sleep, but by now Phoebe was
too far into her sucking to notice.  She unbuttoned her blouse, shrugging
it off onto the floor, though she wasn't wearing any panties..  With a
wiggle of her hips, her skirt and panties followed.





   Steve couldn't believe his good luck.  Not only was this sexy girl
eating her friend out, she was getting naked for him as well.  He figured
the Stimulator had enough time to work on her hormones and get her ready
for sex.  It was time for him to make his move.





   Phoebe's hands were jammed deep in her cunt.  She had really gotten into
it, thrashing her hips back and forth.  All I need right now is a good,
hard cock, she thought to herself.  She looked up, seeing Rachel's eyes
flutter open.





   "Phoebe, no," she moaned as the sensations flooded through her snatch.
She wasn't warning her to stop.  She was warning her against the rapist
that stood right behind her, his penis hard and jutting from his groin. 
She was still fighting the haziness from the Inhibitor, and could hardly
stop him herself.





   Phoebe dragged herself up Rachel's body, sucking all the way.  "Don't
worry," she told her friend, not even noticing the man behind her.  She
started rubbing her pussy against Rachel's.  "I've wanted to do this for a
long time." She pressed her mouth against the brunet's, their tongues
mingling.  Rachel moaned, a mixture of pleasure and in warning of the man.
Her eyes widened as he stood right in front of her and behind Phoebe,
looking down at their joined hips.  She cried out in warning, but Phoebe
took it as a cry of pleasure.





   Steve waited until the blonde girl's ass was high in the air, her pussy
in perfect alignment.  He suddenly grabbed her waist, slamming his dick
into her.





   Phoebe cried out in shock, feeling the thick pole spear into her.  She
was so tight Steve could only get a few inches into her, but it was enough.
Phoebe tried crawling away from the massive intruder.  Steve pulled back a
little, then pushed another several inches into her.  The action caused her
cunt to press down on Rachel's, grinding their clits together.  The two
girls gasped in pleasure.  Steven slammed another several inches into the
blonde's pussy, amazed at how tight it was.





   "No, please don't," Phoebe begged, even as she ground her hips towards
him.  "I- I don't have any protection." She could feel him withdraw, the
walls of her vagina tightening around him.





   "Don't worry about that, baby," Steven told her.  Her cunt was grabbing
him like a vice.  "I've taken care of everything."





   Phoebe relaxed, thinking that the man had a vasectomy, or something like
that.  His thick, large hands came up and gripped her breasts, massaging
her swollen nipples.  She rocked back and forth into him, pressing into him
on the outstroke, grinding her cunt against Rachel's sweet pussy on the
downstroke.  Her breasts kept pushing into Rachel's, her hard red nubs
pressing against Rachel's small, brown ones.  Rachel was fighting against
the sensations all over her body, feeling her friends soft body pressing
into her own while the rapist's dick slid in and out of Phoebe's wet cunt,
sliding through her channel.





   Steve suddenly pulled out of the wet tunnel before him.  The cool air
slid across his cock, making his ball sack stiffen slightly.  He shoved it
into the pussy underneath, filling Rachel's cunt in one quick movement. 
Phoebe cried out in frustration, while Rachel screamed in the sudden
pleasure.  Steven pumped her several times, loving the feel of her openness
and warmth around his cock.  Then he took it out and slammed it back inside
of Phoebe's sweet pussy.  He had to work it in and out several times before
he could get it all the way inside of her, feeling the head of his cock
push against her cervix.  Once he was fully inside, he would pull out of
her and work it inside of Rachel.  His hands roamed over the lovely girl's
bodies, squeezing the firm breasts, pulling back down to feel their thin
waists, loving the difference in their skin and bodies.





   When he was sliding his prick in and out of Rachel's body he could feel
the beginning of his orgasm.  He pulled out of her and pressed his cock
back into Phoebe's tightness, sliding the entire length in and out of her
tightness.  Phoebe started voices her oncoming orgasm.  "Oh, yes, oh,
Rachel, I love you, and that guy behind me too, oh, yes!" Her body kept
sliding against Rachel's, and the big penis was pressing further and
further into her.  She could feel it enter her womb, the head sliding
inside with every downstroke.  The underside of his dick slid along
Rachel's pussy, making her press her body harder into Phoebe's, kissing her
sweet lips with total abandonment.





   Steven's cock started swelling, pressing further inside of Phoebe's
gates.  The sensations started to explode inside of her, her body suddenly
rigid, then trembling in orgasm.  This set of Rachel's orgasm as well,
making her shake against her friend, howling in response.  Steven snarled,
feeling his balls rise.  The cum shot out when the head of his cock was
wedged inside of Phoebe's womb, spraying her insides.  Her pussy walls
massaged his swollen tool, sucking the sperm right into her fertile womb.
Phoebe could feel the hot liquid spraying against her insides, filling her
with his manly juices.  She cried out again, whole body from her nipples to
her belly to her gasping cunt felt like it was on fire as he sprayed again
and again inside of her.  She slammed harder against his cock, trying to
fit his whole body inside of her.  Steve came again, filling her entire
insides with his seed.  Her spasming pussy took every drop, bringing it
right into her baby maker.





   Steve waited a moment after his orgasm subsided, then slowly pulled out
of her.  Phoebe moaned as he left her, her slit feeling empty without him.
She looked down with tired blue eyes into Rachel's hazel ones, smiling
softly.  She kissed her friend gently, feeling too tired to move.





   "Wow," she whispered, "He's really good.  What's his name?"





   Rachel had just enough time to answer before Steven used the Inhibitor
on both of them.  "I don't know," she said.  "He raped me before you came,
and now he's got you pregnant too."





   "Oh," Phoebe said, the thought barely registering.  "Oh," she said
again, feeling his cum swimming inside of her.  "I guess that's why you
didn't know his name." With that, Steven pressed the switch, and both girls
left to unconsciousness.




Next: Monica





   "Hey, Rachel, I'm home!" Monica called out as she entered the house. 
She looked around, seeing nothing around her but a little bit of water on
the floor.  She sighed, grabbing some paper towels and cleaning the mess
up. "Come on, guys, when you make a mess, clean it-" She rose to her feet,
looking towards the door of Rachel's room.  "-up," she finished with a
breath.





   Standing at her door was a totally naked man, with firm, well defined
muscles and a long penis that stuck out at least a foot.  His hair was a
light brown, with bright, green eyes that looked right at her.





   "I'm so sorry," he said.  "Rachel and I had gotten a little carried away
with our activities, and we hadn't the time to clean up." His voice was
deep, and incredibly friendly.  Monica felt a small twinge appear, helped
by Steve's stimulator.





   "Oh, that's ok," she said, fidgeting slightly in her arousal.  "It's
just been a long cock- I mean day." She turned around to the sink, hiding
her embarrassment from her faux pass.





   Steve took in this ladies good looks, from her short cropped black her
to her bright blue eyes.  She was wearing a short pleated skirt with a
button blouse that did little to hid her well shaped breasts.  He started
walking towards her, his long cock acting like a diving rod.





   Monica turned around, finding the handsome- and naked!- stranger
standing right in front of her.  His penis was just a few inches from her
pussy, while he stood another 10 inches away.





   "If you'll excuse me," he said, reaching behind her.  He reached behind
her, pulling a glass off the shelf.  His cock tilted down, slipping
underneath her short skirt.  He stepped forward, turning on the sink and
filling his glass.  His cock lifted up her dress, rubbing against her silk
panties.





   Steve brought the cup to his lips, watching as the girl's eyes got wide
as his cock pressed right into her sweet snatch.  Her eyes glazed over just
a moment, and he could feel her press into him.





   Monica suddenly came to her senses.  This was some guy that Rachel had
brought home, and his large cock was pressing right into her cunt!  She
slid to one side, smiling politely.





   "Well, I think I'm going to freshen up a little, if you don't mind," she
said, trying to keep her eyes off of his large cock.





   "Feeling a little tense," he asked, walking towards her again.  He took
her hand, pulling her towards him.  Monica twisted her wrist, cutting off
the contact.





   "Really, I don't think this is a good idea," she told him, feeling her
anger rise.





   "You're probably right," he said, that smile still on his face.  "But, I
just can't help myself." Steve took one giant step forward, grabbing her
shirt with both hands.  He pulled it apart, the buttons exploding
everywhere.  She wasn't wearing a bra, her small but well shaped breasts
holding up fine on their own.  He pulled her too him, pressing those soft
mounds into his chest.





   "What the hell- let me go!" Monica snapped as she tried to pull away. 
Steve kept both hands on her blouse as she twisted, her nipples feeling
wonderful against his naked chest.  His hard-on kept connecting with her
skirt and panties as she moved.





   He let go of his right hand, reaching down at her panties, tearing them
off.  Monica turned around to run, slipping out of her blouse as she did
so. Her heels impeded her progress, tripping her onto the couch.





   Steve wasted no time.  He slid up behind her, pulling up her skirt. 
Monica tried pulling herself away, but Steve's hands were already on her
smooth thighs, pulling them apart and towards him.  The head of his penis
connected with her snatch, slightly wet from the Stimulator, but it would
have to do.





   Monica kept crying out, hoping that someone, anyone, would hear her and
come to her rescue.  Surely that grumpy old man downstairs could hear her!
Unfortunately for her, Steven's force field system prevented the movement
of sound beyond the apartments radius, effectively silencing her to the
outside world.





   Steven started forcing his stiff cock into Monica's tight pussy.  Her
cunt hairs scraped against his penis as his head parted her pussy lips and
started moving inside.  There was just enough moisture for his penetration
for his tool to move in and out.  She was incredibly tight, and Steven
almost wondered if he was going to even get inside.  Then he smiled to
himself; of course he'd get inside.  He grabbed her breasts and pulled her
onto him.





   Monica held a death grip onto the couch, trying too pull herself away.
She remembered her first fuck, when Ross had entered her room all those
years ago and shoved his 5 inch cock into her.  She had thought that tiny
pecker was enormous at the time.  Now, she knew true size as the monster
started working its way inside of her.  The head suddenly popped into the
tight ring of her cunt, the sensation threatening to tear her apart.





   "No- don't do this- we'll get the couch dirty!" she squealed as the long
cock pushed further up inside of her.  Steven couldn't fuck her like he
wanted, her incredible tightness feeling wonderful, but restricting.  He
fed her another inch, working it into her as she struggled.  His hands kept
kneading her apple sized tits.  She would raise her hips every few moments
to get away, her smooth thighs rubbing against his legs.  Then he'd pull
her back down, impaling another half an inch of her onto his cock.





   "Damn, seems like I'm stuck in second gear," he said as he tried to pick
up the pace.  It was going easier now, as her juices started to make her
hole slicker every time he pressed further inside.  He was now able to work
several inches into a steady back and forth movement, pressing further and
further inside of her.  He started moving faster, feeling her body react
against her will.  "Feel that, cunt?" he asked her as she started pushing
onto him.  She would cry out every time he worked himself further inside of
her, the pain/pleasure jolting threw her.





   "Oh, god, don't do- I'm ovulating, please," she cried out as her pussy
kept pushing back onto his prick, eating more of it with every stroke.  She
knew that right now was the most dangerous time for her, that her egg was
sitting inside her womb, just waiting for a man's sperm to fertilize it,
but she couldn't make herself stop fucking this man.  He had worked all but
the last few inches inside of her, the enormous head pressing against her
cervix.  A part of her kept crying out to stop this, to prevent herself
from getting pregnant, but she was too far gone too notice.  All she could
feel was the violation, not knowing that the same man who was about to
knock her up had just taken care of her best friends. g



   Steven felt his cock begin to lengthen, signaling his upcoming orgasm.
He pushed even harder into her, snorting air out of his nostrils from his
exertion.  Monica had stopped struggling and started pressing back into
him. She couldn't see their joined parts with her skirt in the way, but she
could feel the large knob begin to work itself right into her unprotected
womb.  "Don't- not inside of me- not- in- side!  AHHH!" Monica cried out as
the first hot spurt erupted inside of her, coating her inner walls.  Her
body started shaking in tremendous orgasm, her cunt muscles milking and
pulling on his cock.





   Steven kept fucking her, his orgasm burning into his mind.  His eyes
rolled back into their sockets as he gave himself up to the sensations,
squirting thick streams of his sperm into her, feeling her belly swell
slightly from the enormous amounts of cum flooding her body.  He fell onto
her, feeling the last few drops dribble into her as she came down from her
orgasm.





   The two of them lay there for a few minutes, exhausted from their
ordeal. Steven recovered first.  He used the Inhibitor on her, putting her
into a deep sleep.  He then collected his clothing, put on his hat, and
stepped out into the night, collapsing the force field on his way out.  He
went back to his hotel and started packing to leave town.





   Aftermath





   Life changed for the three girls of FRIENDS, their bellies starting to
swell through the season.  This, of course, opened up a whole new line of
pregnancy jokes, especially the episode when all three went into labor at
the same time.  All three girls never told what had really happened,
leading Chandler, Joey, and Ross to think there were different men and all
three girls were just unlucky.





   Monica kept her child and started up a new line of baby food, using her
picture on the cover.  While not an overnight success, her picture got her
several modeling jobs, including a Penthouse spread that helped her launch
her cookbook, "Cooking Naked," which was an overnight success, thanks to
the plentiful pictures for instructions.  Her son grew up to become a world
famous chef.





   Phoebe never did make it as a singer, but married a physicist who
returned from Russia for her after discovering the first proof of
gravitational particles, a theorem which lead to Steven's own time machine
a few centuries later.  They had a beautiful baby girl and several children
after that.





   Rachel, unsure of what to do, slept with Ross a few days later.  After
her doctor's appointment which confirmed her pregnancy, she told him that
he was the father.  The two of them argued about marriage, Rachel unsure,
and Ross not wanting to turn another woman lesbian.  In the end, they
married, the stress causing Rachel to go into labor.  Since both Steven and
Rachel were light haired with greenish to hazel eyes, the baby boy looked
right enough to make Ross think that he was the father.  The only clue he
had that maybe it wasn't him was the fact that the child sported a 4 inch
penis at birth, and grew to 15 inches by puberty.  He never really knew,
though, and was a wonderful father and husband.





   And Steven?  Well, we can't forget our hero.  He left New York just to
make sure he wasn't caught, his body changing his fingerprints and other
characteristics to make him impossible to trace.  He moved into a little
apartment building in California.





   On the corner of Melrose Place




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