Disclaimer - This story is complete fiction! None of the events that take place, and that will take place are real, they are entirely made, and all characters a just figments of my somewhat twisted imagination.
A Means of Reproduction - Part VII by danwoodsversion1@aol.com and miss_obedient_slut@yahoo.com *** Kim noiselessly slid out of her sister' arms, kissing her almost the entire time. She wasn't protesting either. She thought she might have insisted on sleeping in Jessie's bed, but she didn't feel like it anymore. Like some kind of sleepwalker, all she wanted to do now was to stride out of the room. Weird. It was like she was hypnotized or something. She didn't even notice that Jessica was now mysteriously asleep. Kim crept on of the room and back to hers, arms rising before her. Wow. She really WAS sleepwalking. All Kim wanted to do was to lie in her own bed. She got to her room. Went in and closed the door. Climbed into bed. As soon as her head hit the pillow, she found herself floating in a white room. *** Terrya, First Matron of the Saafean mothership, waited patiently in the audience chamber, her body perfectly erect as she floated inches above the deck, bathed in the bluish light of the holomatrix. She was naked of course, since the members of her species no longer had a prudish need to hide behind clothing. Her long, flowing hair drifted about her shoulders like golden rain, and her perfectly round breasts rose and fell with her measured breathing. But for the strange hues and colors dancing in her eyes, she might have been a Swedish or Norwegian beauty, the hairless mound above her pink flesh of her sex suggesting it had been shaved smooth. Of course it was not so. Saafeans shared many physical traits with humans females, but in this respect, remained perfectly hairless between their legs for their entire lives. Terrya's nudity served only to enhance her eerie splendor. The door to the audience chamber hissed as it slid open, and the Matron motioned a graceful hand towards the darkness, summoning one of her servants. Another Saafean soon appeared before her; she was as naked as she, though she wore a thin silvery choker around her neck, perhaps an insignia representing rank. Unlike the Matron, her bare feet remained firmly on deck, but she had the same color in her eyes, the same golden hair, the same smooth slit. Her breasts appeared flushed, her nipples stiff and taunt as she bowed before the Matron. Her long hair brushing the metal floor. "Speak, Oh Kalenda." The servant motioned to her left with a smile. Lights glowed and twinkled at her command, and a semi-transparent, three-dimensional image formed in the dark, in the shape of two young human females. They were hugging and kissing on a bed, and whispering to one another in one of the strange-sounding Earth languages. Kalenda spoke with pride. "The second phase is complete. These two younglings have been fully infected. The one named Kim is almost ready for the next stage. We can soon begin to fully resequence her genome." Matron Terrya closed her eyes and offered a prayer of thanks to the Great Mother. "We are blessed. When can she be brought on board?" "As soon as you wish, Matron." "Then at once." Kalenda nodded, gesturing again, sending a virtual command to the quantum AI that linked her thoughts to many of the operating systems of the mothership. In the dark, the holo-image blurred for an instant, and the two young females could be seen parting from each other. The girl lying on the bed appeared sleepy, and soon closed her eyes to fall asleep. The other -- the one named Kim -- looked tired as she slowly made her way out of the room. Kalenda had conditioned to respond to subliminal-signals during her first visit on the ship; the young girl was now helpless to obey a compulsion to return to her own bedroom. The sexy alien scientist couldn't help gazing on the image in lust. These human females weren't merely a means to an end... they were lithe, beautiful creatures. Kalenda had studied the sexual response of several specimens, and was amazed at how similar they were to Saafean physiology. Truly it was a blessing of the Great Mother to have discovered a world filled with such beauties... Matron Terrya's eyes turned questioningly towards Kalenda. "What about the progenitor of the child? Does she suspect anything?" There was concern in her voice. Unlike Saafeans, human females held absurd taboos that forbade sexual intercourse between sisters, mothers and daughters; as a result, themother might be inclined to take action that would make recovery of Kim difficult. But Kalenda shook her hear reassuringly: "It will not be a problem, oh Matron. The mother will soon reach stage two of the infection herself." To demonstrate, she gestured again, and the sleepwalking image of Kim vanished, replaced with one of Ivy, kneeling in the kitchen beside the dinner table in a bathrobe, her nose inches from the floor. "This was recorded earlier. As you can see, Matron, the mother's sexual drive has augmented drastically, and is overriding all other considerations. Not only is she now feeling intense sexual attraction towards other females, she also yearns for a taste of her daughters juices." As if to prove her point, the holo-image showed Ivy, panting and moaning on her knees, her tongue lapping up and down on the floor. Kim's juices had pooled on the tiles next to the chair, and she seemed delirious as she dipped her tongue in the honey-like liquid. Both Kalenda and the Matron watched with satisfied smiles as the human female reached up behind her, continuing her lapping as she slid a hand underneath her bathrobe and slowly began to finger her own pussy. "She is helpless now. She will resist for some time, but her resolve will not be enough to stop the change. Perhaps she can be brought aboard the ship, when she reaches stage three of the infection." It was the Matron's turn to gaze at the holo-image in lust. "Yes... this female pleases me very much. Be sure to inform me if she is selected. Once brought on board and properly conditioned, perhaps I will allow her to pleasure me with her tongue." Kalenda bowed. "As you command, Matron." *** "Jessica?" Ivy popped her head around the door to her eldest daughter's bedroom. It's not like she had been woken up by the banging (and what sounded like moans); for hours she had remained awake in her own bed, too nervous to sleep, thinking only of the momentary madness that had seized her hours ago. Heavens! She'd made her own daughter cum during supper, reaching down under the table and rubbing a foot against her pussy! Kim had been so sensitive down there... and Ivy had wanted it so much! Some powerful urge had come over her, cheating her of all reason. She had felt this incredible lust, wanting nothing more than to taste her beautiful daughter's cum. Once Jessica and Kim had gone to bed, and she'd been left alone in the kitchen, Ivy had gone down on her knees to lick the puddles... It had tasted so wonderful. So Sweet. Almost as sweet as the orgasm that had rocked through her body as she fingered herself. Ivy had been so turned on she wouldn't have cared if her daughters had caught her in the act. Then later, as she prepared for bed, she'd heard noises coming from Jessica's bedroom. It was clear, judging by the numerous secret glances and smiles her two girls had exchanged during dinner that something had happened between them during the afternoon at the mall. They seemed very close to one another now. It was almost as if they... Ivy couldn't quite bring herself to fathom it, but her instincts never lied. It was as if Jessica and Kim had become lovers. Incredibly, the thought aroused Ivy, and with a pang of guilt, she forced it out of her mind. She was their mother, for god's sake! Perhaps all this strain and worry in the last few days was affecting her in a perverted way. It was the only way to explain what was happening to her. "Jess?" Ivy whispered again, "You awake?" There was no sign of Kim in Jessica's room, and Ivy didn't know what to think when she realized she was a little disappointed. She paused on the threshold of the bedroom, wondering why she was hesitating, the impulse to step inside preventing her from turning and from going back to her own bed. Before she even realized what she was doing, she quietly stepped up to her daughter's bed, heart suddenly racing. She gasped softly when she laid eyes on Jessica, noticing the quilt had bunched up at her feet; her nude body was as pale as ivory in the soft moonlight that filtered through the window above. Oh Jessica... Jessica seemed caught in a deep trance, asleep as her hands played with her pussy. She was oblivious to reality, lost in the land of dreams, a prisoner of some lustful vision of beauty and sexual yearning. Her legs were spreading a little, her body twitching on the mattress as her fingers rubbed her moist lips and tugged her red clit. She was so beautiful. As she watched, Ivy could swear her eldest daughter's breasts had swollen in size, her hard nipples long, stiff and erect. She stood there, motionless as she watched Jessica masturbating in her sleep, her own body starting to show signs of arousal. Ivy slid her hand under her night-shirt, cupping her own sex through her panties, feeling herself growing wet. *** Kim was floating on her back when she woke up. She felt calm despite the odd sensation, wiggling her toes, a bit disoriented as she reclined on the invisible cushion of air. There was darkness all around her, except for the bright circle of bluish light projected from far above. She saw she wasn't alone: one of the beautiful aliens was standing over her: it was a tall nude woman with strange pretty eyes and flowing golden hair. "I am Kalenda," the alien woman said. Her voice was lyrical, but sounded funny, as if her lips couldn't quite pronounce the words right. Somehow, Kim knew she wasn't speaking English, which was weird because she understood everything. "Is... this a dream?" Kim asked timidly. Kalenda smiled. She caressed the young girl's belly, then traced a finger downwards. Kim sucked in a breath as the finger glided over her sex. "Yes, youngling," Kalenda whispered. "You are having a beautiful dream." Kim started to believe it, becoming very wet as the finger continued to press against her pussy lips. It was maddening, because she floated back and forth, not braced against anything; if she'd been in bed, she'd have pushed her pussy against those sensuous fingers, but right now she couldn't. Kalenda turned and spoke to an unseen presence beyond the darkness. "She is ready. Prepare her for Q'unan examination." Kim opened her mouth to protest, but Kalenda touched her forehead and spoke a command in a strange tongue, and her objection vanished instantly. She became silent, and felt strangely content; she waited patiently and thought only of Kalenda's finger still pressed against her sex. Another alien woman came into view, floating off the silver floor, like an angel carried by invisible wings. She gently landed next to Kim, her smile identical to Kalenda's, her hand reaching up and squeezing one of Kim's firm, round breasts. A tray glided next to her, suspended in the air, and Kim could see that it held a dozen thin metal rods, the thicker ends glowing red, "What... are these for?" asked Kim, her voice all sleepy. Kalenda stroked her hair. "It is Q'unan. We shall see how far your transformation has progressed." Before Kim could ask what she meant, she felt herself tipping over to the left, her body rotating on a horizontal axis. She remained several feet off the floor, now facing downwards. Kalenda moved behind her; she pushed on Kim's legs, flexing them, keeping her knees apart, until they pressed up against each of her breasts. The position was fetal-like, and not entirely uncomfortable since Kim remained utterly weightless, but now her lower body felt totally exposed, her puffy pussy and asshole slightly chilled by the naked air. Kalenda calmly took one of the glowing rods and slid it into Kim's already wet pussy. She kept pushing it, deeper and deeper, smiling as Kim moaned in response. The young girl, caught unawares by the intrusion, soon felt strangely fulfilled; it wasn't like being penetrated by Jessica's tongue or finger, but it was still very arousing. Kalenda then took another rod and pushed it up her ass, stretching her tight hole, visiting sensations upon Kim the young girl had never dreamed of or experienced before. When the alien woman was done, Kim was left panting, sweat dripping off her body, rods firmly embedded in her. She felt so naughty and exposed, like an animal being examined by veterinarians on some nature show. The metal rods seemed to throb with quiet energy, filling her with lust and anticipation. She wondered what came next, and followed Kalenda with her eyes as she pushed off the metal floor with ease, bounced lightly in the air, and came down gently next to a glowing console some nine feet away. What is this place? Kim thought. It was so eerie and wondrous... just like these beautiful women who now touched and caressed her... Kalenda pushed one of the oddly shaped crystals on the console. Kim came instantly as she felt a surge of energy flow through her ass and pussy. Her muscles contracted, tightened around the protruding shapes that were firmly lodged in her. She only had a moment to think before she squealed in pleasure, the cascading orgasm overcoming all of her senses. In spite of the rods, cum splashed out of her pussy, gushing in thin sprays all over the floor, like a partially obstructed hose. She spurted again and again, the rods throbbing in her cunt and ass, making her climax a second, then third time. Kim arched her back, floating like a feather in the air. Cumming with something lodged inside her seemed to intensify the sensations, but secretly she wished Kalenda was on her knees behind her, mouth and tongue eager to catch every drop of her sweet honey. The young girl came twice more just thinking about it. Just as suddenly, the rods stopped vibrating, and Kim was left panting for breath. Her pussy was dribbling cum, and some of the juices had splashed on her inner thighs during the violent, powerful orgasms. Kalenda bounded again like a gracefully ballerina, landed beside her, and gently slid the soaked rods from her. More cum dribbled as the front one slurped out of her young cunt; gooey cum stretched between her nether lips and the cylindrical object. Kim felt utterly spent. "You're ready," Kalenda announced with pride. "F-f-for what?" asked Kim, The alien gave her an enigmatic smile, and touched her forehead again. "Sleep." *** Ivy sat on the side of the bed and watched, holding her breath. Jessica's fingers continued to play with her flushed pussy, teasing and stroking as she dreamed. Her tongue ran over her lips once in a while, and her youthful body shuddered in mini-orgasms, while she squealed softly. Ivy spread her own legs, keeping her balance on the bed; she dipped her hand under her panties and caressed herself. She was already sopping wet down there; spying on her daughter like this made Ivy extremely horny, and she couldn't help it. Again, reason was failing her, and something hotter, darker had taken over. She was helpless to sit here and watch while Jess pleasured herself. Then, with a soft moan from Jessica, all of Ivy's suspicions were confirmed: "Oooh, Kimmie... yessss... yesss... I love you...please lick it... lick my pussy... ohhhh yess... lick it right there..." Jess was tossing and turning her head on the pillow, smiling, gasping, but the dream held her fast and wouldn't let go. Her juices glistened in the moonlight, coating her fingers as she worked them in and out of her cunt. Ivy stared in silence, teasing fingers in and around her own pussy, careful not to make a creaking noise as she leaned on the side of the bed. Then, unable to resist any longer, she pulled out, and reached between Jessica's legs. Her daughter was asleep. She'd never know... Ivy's hand brushed against Jess' inner leg, and her daughter stiffened. A strange expression crossed the young girl's face, but her eyelids remained firmly shut. "M-Mom?" she wondered, from far inside the dream. Ivy nearly pulled away in shock, but it was clear that Jessica remained fast asleep. The young mother's heart boomed in her ears and she remained still, relaxing only when her daughter sighed in happiness. "Oooh... mom... yes... ohhh... that feels so niiice..." Ivy couldn't believe what she was hearing. Again, she almost pulled away, but something else overrode her. She couldn't stop herself. With gentleness, she began stroking her daughter's inner thigh, dazed by the scent of the young girl's arousal, her thoughts swirling in confusion now that Jess was dreaming about her. "I love you mom..." Jessica moaned, "I... want you... so much..." Ivy watched as Jessica slowly slid two fingers in her pussy, probing the tight hole. Her beautiful, nude body tense up on the bed. More than anything, Ivy wanted to dip her tongue deep inside Jessie's hot love hole. The night swirled around Ivy as Jessica came. "Uhhh... uhhh... oohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh mom! Yes!!! God...!!! Mom!!! Don't stop!!! Oooooo!!" Ivy gripped the edges of the bed with her free hand and tried to remain calm as Jessie's hips jerked, her pussy gushing; the young girl squealed and spurted cum in streams, soaking the bedsheets and the mattress, which was already wet. The room was filled with quiet moaning, as the orgasms continued. Ivy was seized with the mad urge to lower her mouth to Jessie's pussy and suck her dry, but she somehow found it in her to resist the incestuous impulse. This was insane! What was happening to her? What was she turning into? Jessica was oblivious to her worries, purring and settling down in her bed, at last reaching a state of proper sleep. She had remained unconscious throughout her orgasm, and now smiled like a deeply contented lover. As if obeying its own will, Ivy's hand went to her panties, and felt about for the huge wetspot which had stained the cloth. Her underwear was literally soaked! Slowly, she dipped a finger in herself, then withdrew. Curiosity was stronger than any shame she could feel, and she slipped the finger into her mouth; her eyes went wide with disbelief as she discovered the familiar taste. Honey-sweet. Just like Kim. Maybe that's how all women taste, Ivy thought with a bright blush. It's not like she know. Ivy sighed in the dark, and dipped her fingers back in her pussy. Maybe the impulse to stay would overwhelm her, an she would stay here all night, masturbating and cumming over and over as she fantasized about her naked and sleeping daughter. A voice in her screamed for her to get up and leave, and still she hesitated. With her whole body trembling, Ivy leaned over, and planted a kiss on Jessica's forehead. It was a struggle to keep her head from dipping lower and search out her daughter's mouth with her own. "I love you, baby," she whispered, with tears in her eyes. She got up, left Jessie's bedroom, leaning on the walls for support. *** When Kim came to, she was drifting through the air. It was a wonderful sensation of lightness and freedom. She glided, inches off the deck, dipping forward slightly, as if she was one of those wooden lady-sculptures mounted on the prow of old sailing ships. Her hand was guided -- held -- by Kalenda, who flew by her side, as nude and beautiful as she. They were both heading down this strange-looking corridor, oval in shape, with smooth, rounded corners. It seemed as if they were in the heart of this convoluted labyrinth of metal surfaces, filled with glowing shades of blue, green and red. Other alien females (all of them blonde-haired and nude) smiled as they floated past them, traveling in opposite directions, floating slowly through the otherwise empty corridors. They wore collars of different colors, the rarest being silver, just like Kalenda's. The corridors seemed filled with these graceful, beautiful angels; Kim occasionally peered through wide-open doorways along the corridor walls and saw groups of them floating about, assembled in a circle and speaking in the odd-sounding tongue she'd heard before, or working on strange machines and using even stranger-looking tools. "What is this place?" Kim whispered in awe. Kalenda turned and smiled at her, as the both of them rose from the floor, drifting up and through a large access tube that opened up in the ceiling. "It is our home. Perhaps one day it will be yours." Kim squeezed Kalenda's hand in fear, remembering Ivy and Jessie, but Kalenda smiled. "Hush, young one. Your time of choosing has not yet come." Kim sensed the truth behind the words and relaxed. She even blushed a little -- Kalenda's eyes were thoughtful and loving on her, and she was happy she didn't have any clothes on. to hide her nudity from such a beautiful woman. As they floated upwards in the wide access tube, Kim looked around. Some of the metal bulkheads had been replaced with a transparent barrier, and she could peer into large, circular rooms filled with activity. In one of them, she saw rows of women, prone and floating in the air, seemingly hypnotized; their eyes were wide open and unblinking, reflecting a strange green light that was beamed into them from lamp-like metallic contraptions suspended from the low ceiling. The women were human, since their hair varied in length and color. Kim watched them avidly, feeling strangely aroused by the sight of their empty, smiling expressions. "What is happening to them?" she whispered to Kalenda. Kalenda was smiling too. "They have been chosen among those females we have taken onboard our ship, and have been selected to remain. Their minds are being adjusted by Teacher units. Once their thoughts have been harmonized, they will stay and live out long lives of happiness and bliss." Kim shuddered, but not out of fear. Strangely enough, she didn't worry about this. Somehow she knew that the alien beauties only had their best interests at heart. Another room floated by. It was filled with a dozen low square couches, large enough to accommodate several people; the couches were all over the room, and alien females were having sex on some of them. In some cases, she could see several females caressing and touching each other, or kissing each other with long serpent-tongues. In other cases, pairs of them sat on the couches ands faced each other, their pussies touching, grinding against one another. Kim even saw a lone couple orgasm, and blushed as juices flowed from between their intertwined legs. It made her wet a little, too. She tried to smile back at Kalenda, as the alien female watched her pussy glisten. Hope bloomed in her heart that her pussy would get a licking soon. After a few more seconds of rising up in the tunnel, the duo reached a horizontal intersection and floated forward. Kim hadn't felt vertigo during the ascent, so she didn't care if there was floor a few inches below her once more. She felt so safe and trusting of Kalenda. Nothing could harm her here. Finally, they veered into a deserted, enclosed, large, circular, and dome-shaped. She saw couches, but not as many as in the other room she'd seen before. They drifted slowly downwards, and Kim sighed as her naked toes brushed against the floor. Kalenda, resting a protective hand on Kim's shoulder, made a complicated gestured in the air; the wall on the other side of the room melted away, and a lone figure drifted into view, moving towards them. Kim felt her heart accelerate and her nipples harden. It was another girl, a bit older than she was from the looks of it; she had shoulder-length brown hair, and pretty dark eyes, though they were as expressionless as those of the human women she'd seen a few minutes ago. Despite her youth, her breasts were full and large, her pussy as red and flushed as Kim's. She floated down and stood before them in a matter of seconds. Kalenda made another gesture, sweeping a hand over the girl's eyes, and Kim saw her blink back into awareness. Kalenda told Kim. "She will be your Tha'sha." The young girl stood still, hands on her hips, as comfortable in the nude as the others. A thin coating of juices glistened on her pussy lips, and her eyes shone with lust. She grinned a little when Kim looked at her sex, but didn't shy away or cover herself. Kim felt instant attraction, but something was nagging her. She smiled politely, and glanced at Kalenda. "Tha'sha?" Bending down, Kalenda answered Kim's question with a soft, sensual kiss on her lips. Then, with a light bounce, she took flight, and drifted off out of the room, her long blond mane flowing behind her. The two girls were left to stare at each other. "Ummm... Hi. My name is Sophie" said the girl. "Hi," said Kim. A heavy silence filled the room. Despite the uncomfortable moment, both girls stared at each other's nude bodies, their eyes betraying a growing attraction for one another. "How did you come here?" Kim asked at last. "I'm not sure. Kalenda brought me, I think." "Me too," replied Kim. "I was sleeping, and then I woke on the ship." Sophie nodded. "I've been dreaming about this place for weeks." She blushed. "It's beautiful. I never want to leave." Kim hesitated, thinking of Jessica and her mom. She went to one of the couches, and sat down. In what felt like only minutes ago, she'd been in her home, in Jessie's room, holding her close, kissing and rubbing her pussy. Though some part of her felt like Sophie, she couldn't help wishing that her big sister was here with her. Sophie came and sat next to Kim. "What are we supposed to do now?" "I don't know. Kalenda told me you were my Tha'sha. Do you know what it means?" Sophie shrugged and brushed away one of her long brown bangs. "Kalenda said it is a very special bond between two people." She smiled and blushed a little, and Kim had the feeling that she knew more than she let on. Her shoulder brushed against Sophie's, and Kim felt a sudden thrill. She arched her toes and felt goosebumps, but managed not to purr, even though the sigh of a naked girl next to her was becoming very difficult to ignore. "You're really pretty," said Sophie. Now it was Kim's turn to blush. "Thanks. You too." The girl edged closer to Kim, her hand shaking as she reached out and stroked one Kim's breasts. Kim hissed in a breath, but did not shy away. She wanted to be with Jessie, but this felt very nice too. She was nervous. And scared a little. Sophie was close to her, a girl just like her, breathing so hard it warmed her cheek. She was pretty and near and warm and comforting. So Kim just smiled and laid back on the couch. Sophie reached out and began tentatively touching Kim sensitive nipples. "I... never did this before," she confessed, and Kim (now very aroused) found that hard to believe. With deliberate care, almost as if she were hesitating, Sophie slid on top of Kim, spreading her legs a little. "Did you see them... on the couches?" Sophie whispered. Kim thought she understood, and nodded, too nervous to speak. "Do... do you want me to?" Kim nodded again. "Yes." They stared at each other for a long moment, sharing in the lust. Then they shifted on the large square couch, spreading their legs until they could pull their pussies together. Pleasure as Kim had never known it before erupted in her dripping pussy and spread all over her body. Sophie, on top, grinded against Kim, their pussies pushing harder together; Kim reveled at the feel of another hard, swollen clit rubbing against her own, and humped against her harder than anyone or anything she'd humped before, all of senses lost, the only feeling she felt being the sexual fire burning their legs. Their large clits throbbed and Sophie screamed out loud in absolute ecstasy. Kim was basking in the feeling of hot female flesh, and she reached down with her hand to cup Sophie's hard butt cheeks, pulling her harder against herself, feeling her stiff clit, her pussy wet and hot. Kim then slid her hand down Sophie's body, feeling between her legs. Sophie's pubic hair was silky smooth, and wet with sweat and lust. Sophie trailed both her hands up Kim's body, feeling her breasts. They were soft and warm, the nipples rigid, she massaged them as the two nymphs fucked. It felt so good Kim soon cried with happiness. The girls moaned and screamed and climaxed and moaned and climaxed again. How long they humped against one another was impossible to determine, the pair soon possessed with incredible and unquenchable lust. Climaxes soon numbered in the dozens, the mutual bliss driving them to impossible heights. Juices gushed and dripped from their cunts, like overflowing rivers of pleasure as orgasm followed one another, each more intense than the last. Finally, after several hours had passed, they stopped. Kim's pussy wore out. Her clit was oversensitive and but she kept humping at the air as Sophie pulled back. The two girls slumped down to the ground, their muscles twitching, their breathing deep and labored. They kissed long a deep, as they had nearly constantly during their hours of lovemaking. Their tongues, long and sensuous, danced in a choreography of serpentine lust. Then they broke apart and fell on the couch next to each other, holding hands, smiling in exhaustion. Kim couldn't have spoken a word if she tried, Sophie was the same. Neither girl could do much beside look up as they saw Kalenda appear into the room, floating towards them, accompanied by another female alien. The pair of newcomers knelt down and held crystals over the tired girls' bellies. "Success," said the alien standing over Sophie. There were tears of joy in her eyes. "For this one as well," answered Kalenda, smiling. The aliens picked up the two girls, cradling them in their arms as they floated up into the air. They went by their separate ways, and Kim cried as they took Sophie away, her arms stretched out, her palms opening and closing as she tried in vain to grasp at her. *** The flash of morning sun almost came as a shock. Kim awoke in her own bed, tears still running down her face. She wiped them off and stumbled out of her room, not even stopping to stare at her mirrored reflection like she normally did. Had it been a dream? It felt so real! Kim struggled with her feelings as she walked down the corridor and went into Jessica's room. The sight of her older sister, sitting up in bed reading a magazine, made her want to cry all over again. "What's wrong Kimmie?" she asked, Kim didn't want to tell her about Sophie, scared she might be angry with her for having sex with another girl, so she just climbed into her sisters bed and buried her weeping head in her older sister's chest. Ivy popped her head around the door, having heard crying. "What's wrong?" Jessica, holding Kim in her arms, couldn't really shrug. "I don't know, mom. She just came in and started crying." Ivy walked to Jessica's bed, kneeling down next to it. She had a funny expression on her face for a moment, but it quickly went away. Her eyes glanced between her daughters, filled with love and pride, but she had also noticed that neither of them were dressed. Which was out of character. At least for Jessica. "What happened Kimmie? Did you have a bad dream?" Kim thought for a second, before nodding her head, still buried in her sister's arms Ivy stroked her daughter's hair. "Well don't worry honey. Dreams can't hurt you, they're not real." "T-this one seemed real..." "I know sweetie." Ivy leant over and kissed her youngest on the top of her head, before getting to her feet. "Well, I'm gonna go take a shower. You're gonna be okay Kim?" "Yeah, thanks mom," Ivy tried to keep her smile bereft of worries as she left the room, closing the door behind her. Kim wiped the tears from her eyes as she snuggled closer to her older sister. "You sure you're okay?" asked Jessica, eyes filled with sisterly love and concern. "Yeah, I think so." "Anything I can do to cheer you up?" Kim looked up into her sister's eyes, smiling slightly, before grabbing the quilt gently and pulling it up over them. *** Ivy stood in front of the bathroom mirror, the hot water coming from the shower steaming up the room. Her eyes were fixated on her chest, and she couldn't quite bring herself to believe what she was seeing. She had woken up this morning with a sharp pain in her back, only to find it was the clip on the back of her bra digging in to her skin. She had quickly removed the garment when she'd heard Kim crying, so she'd slipped on nightgown before rushing out of her bedroom to find out what was wrong. Now she could examine herself properly, she was stunned by the obvious change. Not that she'd had cause to complain before, but her breasts were now definitely bigger. She'd breast feed Jessica and Kim when they'd been born, and over time her breasts had sagged a little (oh the curses of aging!) but now, they appeared as full and firm as when she was a teenager, "Just like Kim," she whispered to herself. Her eyes wandered down, taking in her stomach. She ran her hands down to make sure she wasn't just seeing things, her stomach muscles and become tighter, the skin was now much smoother. The faint stretch marks had gone. She continued travelling until she came to her pussy. The lips looked swollen, flushed, as if she'd just had sex. Her clit was poking out of it's sheath and throbbing slightly, making her squirm. "Just like Kim..." she echoed. There was no doubt in her mind now. Whatever was effecting Kim was affecting her and Jessica as well. The implications should have worried her greatly, but the slight buzz of pleasure between her legs was making it hard for her to think clearly. She stepped into the shower, moaning slightly as the warm water made contact with her skin. She took a minute to get herself wet before reaching for a bottle of scented shampoo; all the while her mind began racing with thoughts of her youngest. 'What is happening?' she thought. 'Is what changed Kim starting to change me and Jessica? Who else has been affected? How did this happen to Kim in the first place?' She rinsed the lather form her hair, the questions refusing to leaving her troubled mind. One had to consider the psychological dimension as well... the fact that her libido had spun out of control, and that she now fantasized about having sex with her daughters on a regular basis. 'How much more is Kim going to change? How much more are any of us going to change? What happens when she goes back to school? Why is this happening?' She glanced back to the mirror, still able to see her reflection through the thin layer of fog on the cool glass. Again, her hands ran down her body, taking in the changes. "Well," she said to herself, "It could be worse." Her wet hand cupped her wetter sex. She gasped as she felt more sensitive to her touch then ever before. She glanced up at the shower head, still pumping warm water onto her body. She didn't even stop to think about it, simply grabbing it and holding it between her legs. Oh my God! Her daughters were just down the hall! She couldn't! Ivy almost came then and there. Her legs turned to jelly as she slid down the shower wall, and soon she was squatting over the tile floor. Her mind was getting as fogged up as the mirror, wave after wave of pleasure rocking her body. She moaned like a cat in heat. She almost passed out, then snapped out of it as she saw a figure outlined in the now thick fog of the shower door. "Mommy?" "Kim!" Ivy quickly moved the shower head back in its hanger, pulling herself to her feet and managing not to slip and knock herself out. Her legs could barely hold her up so she leaned against the door. "I... I was just... cleaning myself... and...." Kim slid the glass door open, and gently stepped into the stall. Unceremoniously, she slipped under the stream of water, reaching for the soap and smiling innocently at her mother. Ivy was speechless. Her beautiful daughter stood before her, skin glistening and wet, soaping out without a trace of modesty. She felt an urge to cover up and turn her back, but a sexier, more sensual thrill made her stand still instead, letting Kim's eyes rove all over her naked body. She couldn't believe how hot it made her feel. How sexy. She was showing off for her own daughter! Kim had a strange look in her eyes. "Your breasts look very nice mommy." Ivy almost answered with `So are yours, dear". Instead she merely gave a nervous nod. Her nipples were on fire with Kim's eyes staring at them. She wished they wouldn't be so erect, but she couldn't help it. God, her breasts felt so sensitive. So heavy! Ivy took the soap that Kim handed to her, and arched forward a little, meaning to lathered up her breasts while trying to stare at the stall ceiling. Her world was starting to spin once again.. "My, you're getting tall" she said finally, giving up on the pretense that she might avoid conversation. Her daughter smiled brightly at her, even as she caressed her breasts in a way that had little to do with soaping skin. "You think so mom?" "Yes. Almost as tall as Jessie." Kim looked pleased. With loving ease, she reached out and hugged her mother, her check brushing against one of Ivy's nipples. There was no shame or hesitation, not a hint of embarrassment as her nude body pressed against her mother. She made a soft sigh, barely audible over the sound of the water gushing from the shower head, and Ivy's hand reached out to her daughter, hugging back in deep love (and even deeper yearning). Cradling Kim's head between her breasts, she felt her desire soar. Kim's lips were pressed against the softness of her tit, teasing her nipples to hardness. It had been so long ago, but from deep within her, Ivy felt the call motherhood, and knew she was powerless to control the growing urges. She gasped, softly, as Kim licked her way towards her right nipple. Here, inside the shower stall, they were far away from the rest of the world. No one would know... Ivy cooed, running fingers in Kim's hair as she took a nipple into her mouth and began to suckle gently. Instantly, the heat in her sex flamed into an inferno, rising forth and consuming all thoughts of resistance. Ivy dipped her head back, and moaned as Kim's lips pursed around her hard, throbbing nipple, sucking, sucking ever so gently, as if to milk the very pleasure from her mother's body. The sensations... oh God... she was... she was... Ivy almost cried out. She could feel it... liquid, flowing from her nipple, into Kim's hungry mouth... Milk! She was milking! Breastfeeding her preteen daughter! Kim welcomed the offering with a moan of her own, bobbing her head back and forth, teasing Ivy's nipple with the edge of her tongue before sucking and tasting the heavenly liqueur. A tiny trickle came down the edge of her mouth, ivory-white sweetness which dribbled off her chin. `What's happening to me?' Ivy thought, even as she held her daughter pressed against her body and climaxed. She had never felt anything like it, even when she feed her as a baby. Warm milk flowed into her hungry daughter's mouth; she was nursing Kim! The shame of it only intensified the incestuous pleasure, which now owned her completely. "Yes," she hissed, unable to keep quiet any longer, "suck it honey... don't be shy... drink... mommy has so much love to give..." She came again and again, while Kim slurped in wild abandon, tasting the delight only a mother could offer her child. Her hands had reached up to caress the breast as she suckled on it, much like a lover enraptured in the act of lovemaking. Ivy moaned again when she felt Kim's pussy press hard against her leg; her hips bucked against it, grinding the hot flesh of her lips against her. Her daughter was cumming too... Ivy felt so happy and proud... Slowly, ever so slowly, one of Kim's hands worked its way between her mother's legs, filling a void long unattended. Her fingers worked their way in, the palm of her hand rubbing at her clit. Ivy's orgasm was already building, and she could tell by the warmth and wetness on her leg that Kim was close too. *** "Mom!" Jessica's voice snapped Ivy out of her trance. Still inside the stall, she glanced down and saw her own hand penetrating her pussy, her other pulling at her nipples. The water was flushing down her skin, and she reluctantly turned off the tap, blushing even though there was no one there to see her like this. With a grunt of exertion she got to her feet, opened the glass door, toweled off and quickly pulled a bathrobe on. She opened the bathroom door and was greeted by the sight of her eldest standing in the nude, her sense of modesty apparently gone. 'Just like Kim,' she thought to herself, "Mom?" "Yes," said Ivy, trying to keep her eyes from wandering downward. "Doctor Wool rang up from the doctors. I said you were in the shower and that you'd call her back." "Thanks." Jessie gave her a funny look. "You okay mom? You were in there quite a while." "I just got lost in thought I guess." "Hope you didn't use up all the hot water." At that point, an equally nude Kim skipped out of her sister's room. "Don't worry," she said grinning, "We can share." Jessica smiled back, and followed Kim into the bathroom. Ivy watched them in silence, while a voice inside her whispered a truth she was only now beginning to fully grasp. She headed downstairs, her legs weak from arousal, and reached for the phone in the kitchen. She dialed the number scribbled on the pad next to the phone directory. "Hello? Doctor Wool? This is Ivy Richards, returning your cal?" "Oh! Hello Mrs. Richards. I'm glad you could get back to me so quickly." At that moment, Ivy wanted nothing more than to give voice to her worries, and to confess her increasingly strange behavior to Dr. Wool. Unfortunately, she couldn't even begin to guess how she could manage to paint a frank picture. " Jessica said you rang up earlier?" "Yes. I need you to do something for me before you bring Kim in today." "What would that be?" Dr. Wool's voice sounded a little strange. Like she was hesitating a little. "Well, based on a review of Kim's initial tests, I'm going to need you to do something for me." If Ivy had been worried before, the tone of Dr. Wool alone was enough to make things much worse. "Is Kim alright? It's not serious, is it?" "No. Not that we can tell. We're just a little baffled. I'd like to run more tests to get to the bottom of all this. If you wouldn't mind." "No. Nota at all," said a very relieved Ivy. "Good. I need you to do something for me." Dr. Wool went on to explain. Ivy listened. Soon, here eyes were wide, and her cheeks quite red.Well, that's part seven. I'm sure you know the usual routine, e-mail me any comments, thoughts, suggestion and ideas you might have. Also, don't forget to e-mail the stories revisor, I know she would love to hear what people think. Any constructive criticism will also be appreciated. Until next time...