Something from out of this world that really isn't.
I really hate to waste all this space in a preamble to my stories. I thought the one I had at the beginning of the stories I edited so far would have been sufficient, but it seems the self appointed pedo police are hell bent there are minor children in my fictitious fantasy stories.
I have always been fond of small dicks and pussies. The problem is some of you think only young children possess them. My dick has always been little. Yet I am not a child. I know women that have tiny tits, little pussies, and no hair down there. They are not children either. And that’s in the real world. In Fantasy Land, the guys and gals alike can be short, skinny, and hairless without being minors.
As a matter of fact, there is an island in Fantasy Land that puts restrictors on all its males’ penises to keep them little after puberty, much the same as the Japanese do their women’s feet. The girls use a special cream that shrinks the vagina. I mean, what girl wants a big sloppy pussy when all the men have tiny pencil dicks?
I can’t tell you the name of the island for security reasons, but I can tell you it isn’t Fantasy Island. All of its citizens stay young looking and never gain much stature. No one ever dies there. Its due to some chemical in the soil. That’s the reason for the security. Otherwise there’d be a stampede of dumb asses (Pedo Police included) storming the fictitious beach ruining the lives of these wonderful people.
For those of you who have a little common sense, I apologize for being blunt. For those of you that don’t, please get some. I have searched far and wide up and down Fantasy Road for many a year to find the characters I was looking for.
First I found a cute little midget. He is very petite, but unlike David Bennent who was eighteen and looked ten, when he starred as Honeythorn Gump in Legends, my midget is twenty one and could pass for twelve in short shorts. Trust me. Twelve he ain‘t. The mother fucker had a twelve inch dick when I first saw him. It seems a lot of folks in Fantasy Land have twelve inch dicks. Most of them are as fictitious as their dicks.
I couldn’t deal with the cute little bastard having all that dick, so I cut it off for him and sewed a skinny pencil dick in its place. You can find those all up and down the road in Fantasy Land. They are a dime a dozen. Then I slapped the silly bitch around for awhile until he got a bad case of amnesia. At that point I told him he is my twenty one year old little boy. He, not wanting more amnesia treatments, believes he is so.
The little fucker also plays any character I ask him to. Since that time I have acquired several other characters the same way. They all play different characters in my many stories. They all do what I tell them to, but they won’t touch a part portraying a young child. They’ll let me tell about a person’s childhood, but that’s about it.
Melinda, the only one that doesn’t mind me using her real fictitious name, is one of three girl characters I have acquired other than the ones from the island. Melinda is twenty three. She will occasionally play a girl as young as sixteen, but refuses to stoop any lower.
She is smooth, petite and very desirable. The only problem I had with her was her pussy was all hairy and loose. I couldn’t stand that. I did laser hair removal on her and I must say she looks sweet being that smooth and hairless.
I got one of those African head hunter guys to help me with her big old nasty pussy. He used his head shrinking magic to make her pussy small and tight to my delight. I convinced her to have breast reduction surgery. I love a flat chested bitch. Trust me, the doctor didn’t have to remove much.
I like em small and she had always wanted to look a little boyish. She may even play a guy part at some time or the other. Who knows. When she does, it will still be a fictitious part. She looks like a young girl. So much so, I have to lie about her age.
The bitch couldn’t get into a G rated movie without her fictitious parents. She doesn’t like anything real. Not many in Fantasy Land do. I don’t want to give anything away, but Melinda plays the part of Marcy in this story. That is, when Marcy finally shows up. I think you’ll find her performance quite convincing.
I also use some of the folks from the island. I like that because they work cheap and I don’t have to cut off their dicks nor do I have to give them amnesia treatments. This also lets me avoid dealing with the head hunter. That dude’s a little weird for my tastes.
True, I call some of them little boys and little girls. Some of them are quite naïve when it comes to sex, but that is only because their fictitious Fathers were very protective of them as they weren’t growing up. Bottom line, there are no fucking children in my fantasy stories. Fictitious or otherwise. I would like for you folks that have pedophilia stuck in your minds to either get past the dumb shit or quit reading my stories. The rest of you can feel free to enjoy.
This story is book length. There are only eight parts, but most of them are pretty long. There is a lot going on in it. I built the characters up slowly to allow you, the reader to relate to them. The story also is built up slowly to allow the reader to understand how the main character ticks so they can understand and feel the torments in his mind as his situation changes through out the story.
There are twists and turns through out. The story line is very complicated and is not written for the average moron, so if you are a simple minded idiot, do yourself a favor and read something else. Everyone will be able to tell who you are from your comments. If you enjoy a varied plot, read and enjoy.
I tried to keep all the facts straight from one chapter to the other, but it being such a long complicated story, I am sure I managed to make a goof here and there. Please feel free to rub my nose in any you find. I am sure to enjoy them as much as you do.
Remember it is important to read the parts in order. Otherwise the reader does not know what is going on at some points. I have included alien as a theme. You may not think it appropriate in the first couple of chapters, but I promise to deliver. Some of the characters in this story are younger than in my previous stories. Sixteen is the youngest. There is mention of twelve year olds, but only to explain their situation. Everything else is explained in the story.
I did not describe a sex scene with any below age persons for the site. Only what happened to them as a child without going into a story about it. Purely as news items.
If you think the characters are younger, perhaps I could recommend a good therapist to help you get children out of your mind. This story is not for you folks that want a quick nut. It is for the more sophisticated reader who while he still wants plenty of sex, also enjoys some plot.
Some of the sex scenes are described in great detail. Others are strongly implied. I find that is sometimes more erotic than having a blow by blow for every sex scene. For those of you that don’t agree, I included plenty of blow by blows as well.
For the technical aspects of the story, I use the things I know to add credibility to the events in the story. The rest I simply make up using wording that makes it seem probable. I apologize that some of it will not stand up to scientific reasoning. It isn’t meant to. This is all fantasy. Happy reading.
The Bastard Bitch Part Three
The more Kenny stared at her, the prettier she got. He was mesmerized by her beauty. It didn't matter that she was a little girl. She couldn't have been more than 9. She was irresistible and he wanted her bad. Kenny had never had the hots for a young child before, but he definitely had them for her. She seemed to be hung up with admiring the young boys at the pool and wasn't interested in him what so ever.
Kenny thought. "There is no way my old ass is going to get anywhere with her." He didn't let that thought deter him as he had to have her. In the back of Kenny's mind, He was wondering," What the fuck is wrong with me. It isn't the right thing to be thinking. I shouldn't be wanting to make love with a 9 year old." It made no difference; Kenny had never seen anyone he wanted more. He simply had to have her.
Kenny introduced himself and to his surprise she started talking with him. She was talking to him, but her eyes were on one of the young boys. Kenny has a way with women, but with a nine year old, hell, he wouldn't have a clue what to talk to her about. After all, what would a cute nine year old want with his old ass?
He also figured that while he was quite the ladies’ man, he would be no competition for the young boys on the beach, but he kept talking to her anyway. Kenny hung around shooting the shit with her, all the while expecting her parents to come and scoop her away from him.
She was an excellent conversationalist. Very articulate for a little girl and at the same time she was guarded about discussing anything personal, including her name. Kenny enjoyed being with her anyway and couldn't get enough of her. Suddenly, she quit looking at the young boy she had been gawking at and gave her full attention to him. He was in seventh heaven.
After a few hours, she asked," Would you like to take me home and get to know me a little better?" Kenny wasn't so sure it was a smart idea for him to take a little 9 year old girl home with him, but when he was with her, he had a satisfied feel. It wasn't that way when he first saw her. Up until now, his dick had been bucking at the bit to get in her pants. Kenny was so excited by her beauty, his pants were actually wet.
He wanted to scoop her up into his arms. Now, Kenny felt completely relaxed and satisfied around her. It was almost as if he had just had an orgasm. Hell, his dick wasn't even hard anymore. Kenny shrugged, figuring," What the hell." He decided he may as well take her with him. Kenny needed more of her. He wanted to eat her alive, but for some strange reason he decided to treat her with kid gloves.
He decided to treat her as if she was his daughter. Kenny had fallen madly in love with her. He thought, "Sheesh, I want her so bad I can't stand it, but there is no way I am going to do anything to hurt her in anyway. She is just too special. Now, I know how Robert feels about Shelia."
The two of them spent hours sitting at Kenny's kitchen table getting acquainted. They took turns asking about one another. She would tell him about things she liked and stuff like that, but she asked him to wait until she was ready before he asked her about her personal life. She wanted to know all about him. It was kind of like she was trying to make a decision and the outcome would depend on what Kenny told her over the next few hours.
She sat in the chair with her feet curled under her butt and her knees sticking out at the sides. Kenny had a splendid view of her crotch. Her pussy jutted out invitingly through her jeans. He could see her jeans dip inside of her lips.
It was almost like the jeans had conformed to the shape of her pussy. Kenny tried to keep focused on her eyes, but found his own eyes wandering back down to her crotch. It was strange. As much as he wanted to make love to this sweet young thing, he had fallen so madly in love with her that he just couldn't take advantage of her innocence.
After finding out Kenny lived by himself, she stated, "I need somewhere to stay, at least for the night." It was late and Kenny wasn't going to send a little girl out on the street at this hour, especially this little girl and besides, he was just too damned in love with her. Plus, he had been trying to think of a way to convince her to stay anyway.
Kenny replied, "Sure, you're welcome to spend the night here. You can sleep in my bed and I will fix a pallet for myself in the living room." He had three bedrooms. Even though the rest of the place was decked out pretty fancy to impress the chicks, Kenny hadn't gotten around to buying any beds for the other two. She looked hungry so he asked, "Would you like me to fix you something to eat." She shook her head, "No thanks, I'll eat later."
Kenny gave her one of his T- shirts to wear as pajamas. He tried to find her one of his smallest ones in hopes it would fit her better. She went in to take a shower. Kenny sat at the table imagining he could see her undressing and running the wash rag all over her body. He wondered how voluptuous she would be when she grew up and then he selfishly fantasized about how sweet it would be if she were to stay like she is forever. Sweet and innocent.
Kenny muttered under his breath, "God, she is beautiful." Kenny was going nuts trying to figure out a way to get her to stay with him permanently. He figured she would probably go her own way come tomorrow and he would lose her forever. Kenny knew he would be heartbroken when she left.
When she finished her shower, she came back out wearing his T-shirt. The shirt tail reached halfway down the calves of her legs. Kenny was glad he found something that fit her fairly well and disappointed he couldn't see her legs at the same time.
They sat there chatting about different stuff, while Kenny thought, "It sure would be nice if she were to prop her feet on the edge of the chair like so many young girls tend to do. That would give me a glimpse of her legs for sure."
Kenny couldn't believe his eyes; they had only talked for another 10 minutes when she picked her feet up bracing her heels on the edge of the chair. The t-shirt fell back against her tummy, revealing the back of her thighs and the front of her underpants. She was quite a sight in her lilac colored bikini panties. She didn't seem to care that her legs were showing. Those were the prettiest legs Kenny had ever seen. They were beautifully tanned.
Kenny fantasized, "I could look at them all day. I want her so bad, I can taste it." He sat there gawking at her as they talked, but he made up his mind as bad as he wanted her, he was just too damned in love with her to take advantage of her youth. Kenny decided, "If she was to take her clothes off right now and beg me to fuck her, I would just tell her to get dressed and save herself for the right guy when she was older.
Even so, I am still eat slam up with her beauty. My dick is thrusting at my fly trying his damnedest to get out. I had better be careful not to let her see that my dick is hard." As they talked, Kenny thought to himself, "It sure would be exciting if she would reach down between her legs and scratch her pussy. I have noticed a lot of the young girls on the beach are constantly tugging at their bathing suits and adjusting their stuff. They seem to do it absent mindedly."
Kenny kept talking about different things and hoping all the while her hand would go down to adjust her shit. Suddenly she twitched her legs and bang, her hand went between her legs. She casually hooked a finger under the edge of her panties, moving her hand forward and pulling the front of her panties away from her snatch. Kenny didn't get to see her pussy, but he was ecstatic about watching her finger slide between her pussy lips.
He nearly came in his pants. Kenny could feel a little juice ooze out of the end of his dick. They sat at the kitchen table and talked for another hour before going to sleep. Kenny was sleeping like a rock when he realized he had been dreaming about her sexy body. At first he dreamed about what her tan lines would look like when she was in the nude.
Finally, he dreamed she came in and got on the pallet with him cuddling up close to him. When he awoke in the morning, there she was lying in his arms with her head on his chest. She was so sweet looking Kenny just laid there admiring her beauty until she woke up on her own. Kenny was enjoying the feel of her in his arms way to much to wake her. He wanted to hold her as long as he could.
Later in the day after he had not only eaten breakfast, but had had lunch as well and she had refused them both, he quized, "Why aren't you hungry?" She just shrugged her shoulders, "I'll eat later." That was strange; Kenny hadn't seen her eat anything for a day and a half. Not even a glass of water. Kenny let it go for the time being even though he was curious when she was going to want something.
Kenny looked into her eyes, "What are you going to do about somewhere to stay?" She smiled, "You are the only person I ever met that treated me so sweet and was more concerned about hurting me than getting in my pants. I made a decision. I decided to stay with you, if you'll have me. I have fallen madly in love with you. I have never fallen in love with anyone before and that is no small matter."
Of course Kenny didn't want to belittle her feelings, so he didn't make mention a nine year old had no business thinking they were in love let alone knowing they were. All the same, what she said made him feel special and he damned sure wanted her to stay. Kenny couldn't help thinking, "I have never been in love before either, and that definitely is no small matter, but I damn sure am now.”
“Ain't this some shit? I've never been in love with anyone in my life, not even my first wife and the first time I fall head over heals in love, she would have to be a nine year old. If she only knew how much I care for her."
Kenny grinned, "You can stay with me as long as you want. I will take care of you as if you were my own daughter. If you decide you would like to, you can pretend you are my daughter." He really wanted to fuck her brains out, but he decided he would rather have her with him as his daughter than not at all.
The young girl smiled, "That is really sweet. I think I would like that. My Father died when I was very young. It would be really neat to have a Father again. I really am in love with you, but before you agree to let me stay with you, I have to tell you I am different from anybody you have ever seen before and I need to know if you would have a problem with me being here knowing I am really different."
Kenny smiled. "I am in love with you too and I would like for you to stay with me." Kenny was thinking, "Besides, just how different could she be?" He let her know, "I will always take care of you no matter how different you are." She smiled at that and cuddled up close to Kenny in his arms. Suddenly she looked up into his eyes and asked, "If I wasn't a little girl; would you think I was pretty?" Kenny let her know, "I think you are pretty as you are."
She met his gaze, "I meant if I wasn't a little girl, would you make love to me?" Kenny had a terrible thought, "Damn, don't let her be a little boy. Not looking like that." Kenny was flabbergasted at her forwardness.
When he regained his composure, he managed to say, "If you weren't a little girl, I would definitely make love to you. You are absolutely gorgeous and I find you irresistible. However, you are a little girl and I couldn't do you like that. You mean way too much to me." Kenny meant what he told her. In fact, he would die to protect her.
That was when she told Kenny it was time for her to tell him all about herself. "I am not what I seem to be. I am not a little girl. I was born some fifteen hundred years ago." When she told him this, Kenny busted out laughing, "You are not only pretty, but you have the wildest imagination I have ever seen." He was still laughing. This little girl was un-rattled. She looked straight into his eyes.
There was a strange glow to her eyes. They were actually sparkling. Kenny stopped laughing. She stated, "I am 1525 years old. My Father died when I was eighty. I was still pretty much a child then. I can fill you in on a lot of stuff you won't find in the history books.”
“You can ask me anything and I can tell you the answer. I remember everything I see, hear, or read. I read relatively fast, somewhere around 1000 pages a minute. That's about as fast as I can flip the pages over. I stay up to date on everything. I never forget anything.”
“I can also tell what people are thinking when I want to. You are thinking you want to eat me right now, but you really don't want to hurt me, so you aren't going to. You also thoroughly believe you would die for me. Did I hit the nail on the head? That was the last thought that ran through your mind, wasn't it?”
“By the way, did you wonder why I seemed to do almost everything you were hoping in your mind I would do last night. You know. The stuff like propping my feet in the chair so you could get a glimpse of my crotch and legs.”
“Pulling at the front of my underpants so you could imagine my finger was stroking my pussy, just like, as you put it, all the young girls tend to do. Coming in and cuddling up close to you as you slept. I didn‘t do everything you were thinking. Some of it would have been a little much to ask for someone you don‘t know. I wasn‘t going to get your thing out and suck it, although I most certainly will when the time is right.”
“I wasn‘t going to get naked and lay back with my legs spread apart so you could tell me to get dressed and save myself for the right guy, either. Although I did find that very flattering." She hit his last thought dead on and Kenny let her know she did.
It was obvious she knew every thought that went through his head last night. Kenny was shocked at what she told him so far, but from the way she was talking, he was starting to believe her, and besides he had never seen eyes like hers. She continued her story.
"You are not what you seem to be either. Your last name is Morgan, not Smith. You are wanted by the police and you have killed 546 men over your life time and probably some you didn't know about. The first was the neighbor that used to baby sit you. He sexually molested you and one of your young friends from the age of 5 through your 18th birthday. He made you and your little friend do things to one another.”
“He gradually convinced the two of you to practice with each other when you were sleeping together. You did it a lot with your friend when the two of you were alone. You loved him dearly, though you would never admit it. You were devastated when your friend had been found strangled at the age of 13. You knew the babysitter did it, but, being only 13 yourself, you were afraid he would kill you, too and kept quiet.”
“The guy made you do things that would make a Billy goat puke. I won't go into any more of the details, but it was very traumatic for you. You killed the guy when you turned 18 thus ending the abuse.”
“You like to fight, and have only lost twice. Both of those were to the same guy all within a couple of hours. You wouldn’t have lost at all, if you hadn’t been distracted by that other guy who was trying to get out of harms way.”
“I am impressed; The guy you were fighting literally hits with the force of a speeding automobile, yet it still took close to an hour each time for him to defeat you. You decided to let it go even though you would most certainly have taken the guy down the third time.”
“You did not back off out of fear, nor was it frustration. You let it go out of fair play. His name is Hawk. If you had squared off with him again, you would most certainly have killed him. Not on purpose, but dead none the less. Need more convincing?"
For the reader’s benefit, so they don’t have to check the hospital records, Hawk passed out two days later and had to be taken to the hospital. Hawk spent a week in a coma before finally making a complete recovery.
His last words before leaving the hospital were, “Damn. That little fella sure hits hard. The son of a bitch really did whup me after all. I ain‘t never had nobody hurt me like that before.” The nurse looked at him in disbelief. She had a hard time imagining what kind of guy it took to put the man she was looking at in a coma for a week and with his bare hands to boot.
Kenny felt feelings he hadn't felt since he was a boy. He wanted to cry, but shrugged it off. Kenny had never told any of that to anyone. Besides, there was no way she could have known about his run in with Hawk. He knew now she wasn't playing around. This little girl was for real.
Kenny let her know, "No, I believe you. It doesn't really matter what I say to you, does it? What I mean is you already know what I am going to say before I say it. Hell, you’ve known every thought that went through my mind since we met. I don't know how you can want to be with a guy like me." The girl looked into his eyes, "Yes, that is all true. I know everything about you. I want to be with you because of what is in your heart.”
“We all have to do things that we would rather not do at times, none of it matters to me. Besides, you are one hell of a hunk. You are the sexiest looking guy I have ever met. I have to make a confession. I came all over myself several times last night just looking at you while we were sitting at the table. I was scared to death my juice was going to soak through and you would see it."
The girl continued her story. "My name is The Bastard Bitch. My mother was a sorcerer in the Bitch tribe of what is now Germany and my father was a real bastard. He was as mean as they come; hence I was named after my mother's origin and my father's disposition. The name was my Daddy's idea. The "The" is a title of respect, basically the same as the "The" in The Marquis de Sade.”
“I will never look any older than I do now. I only eat once a day. I eat at 3 AM. I do not eat regular food. I eat human testicles. You were going to be my meal last night, but I fell in love with you and couldn't do it to you. I ate the little boy's testicles that lives at the end of the street instead of yours. I spotted him and one of his young friends in his yard on the way over here."
Kenny thought this was way weird, but he was smitten with Bastard and nothing was going to change that. It felt strange calling this pretty little girl Bastard or Bitch, but that was the only name she had given him. Kenny tried to avoid calling her by name. It just didn't feel right. He was still in love with her and he wanted her more than ever.
Kenny gasped, "You actually bite a guys nuts off and eat them?" Bastard frowned at him, "No, it’s not like that at all. It doesn't hurt. In fact they actually enjoy giving them to me." Kenny interrupted her again; "They actually give them to you?" Bastard responded, "Just sit quietly and I'll explain to you how I eat. You can ask questions when I finish."
"I go out during the day in search of my next meal, much the same way we got together. I look for someone that is virile, neat, and clean. Basically someone I would not mind biting in their balls, such as you. I prefer them young. Usually, the younger they are, the better they taste, although there are exceptions. I can actually play in the yard with a group of young boys in front of their parents and take my pick. It makes selection a lot easier.”
“If they are too young, they are not ready to eat. I can eat them at any age, but it isn’t cool. I actually ate an eight year old when I was young. He was so cute when I was checking him out earlier that day. The little darling had five of his friends over that night. His juice was scrumptious. I ended up eating him and four of the other five before I was full.”
“They were all really delicious. I used the other boy to shit. They all sucked the other boy to death before killing themselves. I knew it would happen and I knew it would be horrible when I had to watch it. Something made me do it anyway. I had to have them. It was such a waste. I would never do that again.”
“Don't ask. You don't know enough about me yet for me to be able to explain about that at this time. I will explain it all in detail later, so you will understand. Sometimes an older guy even one in his forties like you will catch my eye. The oldest I've ever eaten was fifty; there were only three others over forty, and only 100 over the age of seventeen. The boys have to be really cute and the rare time I pick a man, he must be ruggedly handsome and still make a good girl.”
“I always pick one that will make a very pretty girl. It is the least I can do for them. It’s sort of the same way you people shop for food in the supermarket. You pick what looks the best. I know it sounds bad, but it’s the only source of nourishment I can survive on." Kenny had to know, "Why do they have to make a good girl?"
Bastard smiled saying, "I'll get to that in a little bit. I promise you will be able to figure it out for yourself shortly." She laid her head against Kenny's chest hugging him close as she continued. "When I found the guy I wanted, I would either talk him into taking me home, like I did with you, or as in the case of the young boys, I would follow them to find out where they lived and visit them that night.”
“I could just read their minds to find out where they live, but I prefer not to take any chances I picked up the wrong thought waves. If I did that and couldn't find them that night, then I would have to eat potluck. Don't say it. I know you simply must know what I meant by eating potluck.”
“It means that I would have to go out in the neighborhood from house to house and basically eat the first boy I come up on so I can eat on time. That isn't good. I can eat any male, but there is a good possibility they would taste really bad. Actually only about 10% of them taste delicious. Another 20% are bearable and the rest of them suck. I only eat from the top 10%. If they aren't scrumptious, I don't eat them."
"When I talked a guy into taking me home with him, I would already be there with him at meal time, and no, I never had any of them do anything to me. They would sit around talking with me going bananas trying to figure out how to get in my pants. Basically the same way you were doing when you met me. I always dropped the thought in the back of their mind that it wouldn't be a wise idea to attack this little girl.”
“I didn't have to do that with you, because much to my surprise, you had already made up your mind that as much as you wanted me, you were not going to do anything to hurt me. I found that amazing. Not that you loved me, because all of them loved me, but because no one had ever been able to do that before.”
“When I found a young boy, I would go to him at his house. I go into their bedroom, turn on the light so they can see me and undress in front of them. I can only eat in the nude, because my fangs won't come out unless air gets to my pussy, also my nudity combined with light hypnosis makes them lay still for me.”
“If anyone else wakes up while I am there, I either break wind releasing a gas that will temporarily paralyze everyone except my dinner or I hypnotize them so they don't pay any attention to me. Which I do all depends on the mood I am in and the situation at the time. "Kenny stopped her at this point, "I know you told me not to say anything, but what do you mean by fangs?"
Bastard got out of Kenny's lap and stood up. She undressed in front of him. Her body was spectacular. She had no tan lines, still her skin was delicately browned from her head to the tips of her toes and yet the cheeks of her face were a scrumptious pink. Her pussy jutted out invitingly. Kenny felt a sudden urge to pounce on her pussy, but he loved her so much, he didn't want to do anything to make her not like him.
Kenny had to do everything in his power to resist attacking her. He wanted it something fierce. Bastard's pussy had no hair on it what so ever. In fact, as far as he could tell, she didn't have a hair anywhere on her body other than on her head. Her chest was flat except for about an inch of the prettiest puffed up pink nipples Kenny had ever seen. Those nipples poked out enticingly between her long blond tresses as they curled across her chest.
Her ass stuck out in the back and looked so soft. She was a perfect doll. Kenny had never seen anyone like her. Bastard looked into his eyes as the jet blackness of her own eyes suddenly turned a bright green and sparkled like emeralds in the moonlight.
The golden ring around her pupils lit up making her eyes a spectacular sight. Kenny watched in surprise as two sharp, perfectly shaped, beautiful white fangs extended out of her mouth. They were just a quarter inch shy of reaching the bottom of her chin.
Bastard whispered, "Take your clothes off and lie on your back on the bed. I am not going to eat you, but I want to show you how it would feel." Kenny trusted her completely and did as she asked. When he was lying prone on the bed, Bastard crawled up on the bed from the foot end with her head between his legs. She held Kenny's balls gently in her hands.
She slowly separated them so that one was positioned under each of her fangs. Then she lowered her head sinking her fangs into his nuts. Kenny could feel her lips wrap around his balls. Kenny laid there in bliss thinking, "Oh God, it feels like she is sucking my nuts. She is right. It doesn't hurt at all. It feels wonderful."
Then Bastard started breathing heavily and Kenny felt like she was squirting something into his balls through those fangs. Suddenly his dick came alive. Kenny started shooting off and kept on shooting off. Kenny felt fantastic. In a few minutes, he could feel her sucking something back out of his balls through those fangs again and he finally finished shooting off.
Kenny was worn out and his belly was covered in cum. There must have been close to a pint of it. Kenny relished to himself, "No doubt about it now, she really is different. I won't have any problem with this."
She lay in the bed beside him and continued telling him about herself as she ran her fingers around in his cum. "When I am ready to eat my meal, my eyes turn blue instead of green. After I squirt my pussy juice into their balls, they start orgasming immediately. I know you are curious how I can eat the really young boys as they are physically unable to have an orgasm or ejaculate.”
“What makes that possible is my juice will make a new born shoot off. I remove my fangs and massage their balls. I am not doing it to excite them. I am feeling for when their balls turn into a liquid. They actually turn into semen." She had peaked Kenny's curiosity again, "Do you wrap your lips around every body's balls or was that just for me? I mean, if you don't do it to excite them, why do you suck them. You flat tore my nerves up while you had your lips on mine."
Bastard giggled, "Do I detect a little bit of jealousy? Actually, I do wrap my lips around their balls, I actually suck on them. I really don't do it to excite the guy, although I definitely excite them, but it doesn't do anything for me. I suck their nuts because I have to. It would be kind of like trying to use a garden hose without hooking it to the spigot. I have to achieve a vapor lock in my mouth to get anything in or out of my fangs.”
“By the way, I thoroughly enjoyed sucking yours. I had been dying to bite your balls. As I was saying, when their nuts turn into semen, I then reinsert my fangs and suck it all out of their nut sack. It usually takes about 10 minutes for them to shoot it all in and it maybe takes me another minute or so to finish eating. They literally orgasm the whole time I am eating, but it all goes to their nut sack for me to eat it. I normally get about a gallon of semen from the average boy."
"The guy can never have another orgasm, because I have eaten his testicles even though they weren't actually testicles anymore when I ate them. It’s not just his testicles. I get the prostate and all the rest of his sexual organs along with about 90 percent of his penis. When I finish with my meal, his penis looks like it belongs to a three month old only without testicles.”
“Gradually as his testosterone level dissipates, he grows breasts, but no larger than a girl of twelve. His voice changes and he becomes very feminine. He will actually gain the figure of a girl. My pussy juice has an enzyme that makes their body change when there is no testosterone present.”
“It makes the guy smooth, soft, and petit, just like a little girl. If the guy is big, his body will slowly shrink down to no bigger than a slightly taller than average twelve year old. They all end up being twelve although if I want to I can make them look younger. He will eventually grow his hair out long to make himself look even more desirable.”
“Most of the time he will start wearing girl’s clothes. He will even wear a bikini to the beach. He will usually wear girl’s underpants around the house to get any male figure that lives there or that visits to do it with him. Everybody will find it irresistible to do it in his butt."
"He will look beautiful and anyone that sees him in the nude will have a desire for him. They will want to suck his penis even though it won't get hard and it won't do anything. He will enjoy having it sucked because it will have a lot of extra nerve endings in it. This helps him to find someone to satisfy his new found urge to suck.”
“He will need this advantage when his new partner dies. His partner's job is to keep him supplied until his body has finished its changes and he has had a chance to learn enough to get a steady supply of dicks on his own and to give him time to establish himself financially.”
“He will move in with his new partner, when the partner is old enough to get a place to live. Eventually he will lose his partner, as he will only age one year for everyone else's twenty five and that is just his biological clock.”
“His physical appearance will not change. Mentally he will be much smarter than he was. When the change has finished, and it only takes about a week, the guy's biological clock starts all over. What that means is, if the guy was forty when I ate him and he was going to die at a 110, then he would live for 25 times the 110 years he would have lived plus 25 times the forty he had already lived, all in addition to the forty he had already lived."
“He will easily live about 2000 years after I eat him. Some may make better than 3700. The fifty year old I ate could make 4050. Of course, up until now, none of them have died of old age, but in another 5 or 6 hundred years, they will start dying every day or so. When they die, they will still look just like they did when they finished their transformation.”
“I've seen what it does to them. When the guy wakes up in the morning, he has an irresistible urge to suck a dick. He will suck anybody. I help him out by going to the other guy I picked out for him. I bite him in the balls the same way only this time my eyes turn red and I don't suck anything out of his balls."
"The best way to describe it is it is similar to your having a bowel movement. When I squirt it in, he will lay there and ejaculate onto his abdomen for the ten minutes or so it takes me to finish. He has to ejaculate to clear my excrement out of his system or it will eventually kill him with infection. It is basically shit in a very liquid form, but not like the shit you people are accustomed to.”
“It is not from the guy I just ate, but from the guy the night before. It takes me most of the day to digest it all. That's why I only eat once a day. You could eat it and it would taste slightly like ejaculate and looks like it as well, but would not be good for your health. When he wakes up, he will have an irresistible urge to have his dick sucked."
"I leave him a mental note to go over and visit the guy I ate to relieve both their urges. Of course, I don't word it that way. I just drop him a hint that the guy that lives at so and so address sucks. He can't resist going.”
“He'll let anybody suck him, but since they both know they can satisfy each other‘s needs without having to look for someone that will, they literally fall in love with each other and rather quickly at that. I know it happens to them and I hate turning them into queers, but I have to eat and I have to shit or I will die.”
“I never do anything that would be cruel, like lining a thirty year old up with a boy he can’t have access to." Curiosity got the best of Kenny, "Who did you line up for the little boy down the street?" Bastard shrugged, "Who else, his little friend that was in the yard with him." He asked Bastard, "How did you know which house was his?" Bastard chuckled, "The little boy at the end of the street told me before I ate him."
Now Kenny was really curious, "Who did you have lined up for me and how did you find him?" She told him, "I really shouldn't tell you. It will hurt your feelings, but I can tell you really want to know, so I will. It was the little boy at the end of the street. I did see him in his yard with his friend, but that was when I was checking him out for you.”
“I read your mind and found you were subconsciously partial to him and admired his little form whenever he was playing near you. You told me where to find him. I normally wouldn't set up a deal like that, but the little guy had the hots for you as it was and he lives alone with his Mom. She would have been thrilled he found a friend to share his time with and since you would look like a little girl, she would have let him come over for you whenever you wanted him."
This was too much. When Kenny thought about it, it dawned on him that Bastard was right. He had been looking at the boy without even noticing it. It also was a shock knowing the little boy was eat up with him. Kenny noticed on several occasions the young boy kept more than a casual eye on him whenever he was around, but Kenny thought it was just his being envious of him being a man and wishing he was too.
Kenny felt embarrassed that Bastard knew about this and she was right, it had hurt his feelings. Bastard told Kenny, "Relax, I don't have a problem with it. All guys have a tendency toward sweet looking young boys and very few of them would own up to it. If you wanted to do it with one of the boys before I ate him, I would understand.”
“Actually, I think I just might find it exciting if you did." Bastard was something else indeed. One surprise after the other. Kenny didn't like knowing he had a tendency toward that little boy, but what she told him made him feel a little better about it anyway.
Bastard continued, "When I mentioned squirting my pussy juice into their balls, what happens is I orgasm just before I eat. Just about two tablespoons of my juice goes from my pussy through my fangs and into his balls. Just about double what the average guy will ejaculate during a regular orgasm." Kenny was curious as to why his nuts didn't turn into semen.
"Were you shitting in my balls while I was shooting off? Obviously you didn't squirt your pussy juice in them, because they didn't melt." Bastard giggled at that comment. "I was wondering when you were going to ask that. Here's the bottom line. I'll try to put this in perspective so you will see how big a deal it really is and how seriously I am taking it."
"During the last 1500 years or so, I have eaten exactly 1,092,106 testicles and turned almost the same number of guys into lifelong faggots. I see you are curious. There were the four young boys I ate with no partner. Most of the ones I ate are still alive. A few of them were killed over the years. Either in accidents or murdered. During that time I have never been in love with anyone.”
“I have never made love either. I am what you people call a virgin. I am in love with you and sometime soon I will no longer be a virgin. You will be the only one to ever make love to me. There will be circumstances when I will have to do things with someone out of necessity that may make it appear that I am making love with someone. I will only be doing what I have to do. I will not get any thrill out of it."
"Yes, I will be doing it, and yes, I will have orgasms at times, but the effect for me is the same as when I eat. Everyone wants me, but I program their minds so they are just doing what is necessary as well. However, you will be the only male that will ever have their penis in my pussy. I can promise you that.”
“I know this is a hard concept to grasp, but eventually you will fully understand it all. What I did to you just now was to share a few things with you. I gave you immunity to aging. You will never look any older than you are now. I gave you immunity to disease as well. As long as no one kills you and you eat regular, you will live for ever."
"I also bonded us. It's similar to a marriage. I read your mind to find out where your heart is with me and I found you will do anything for me. Now we will love each other forever and neither one of us will ever change our minds. The juice I gave you will assure that. Relax, it didn’t change your thoughts, it just solidified what you already feel. The juice I squirted into you was my breast milk. It also created a mental block so I can no longer read your mind.“
“After all you still need some privacy even in a marriage, besides, I want to talk with you without already knowing what you are going to say. My Mother was the only person I have ever found whose mind I couldn't read. When you felt me sucking back out, I was getting some of your juice to complete the bond. You will also be pleasantly surprised when we make love."
"Every time you shoot off, you will feel the same way you did when I bit you in your balls. It will last about 10 minutes. You'll ejaculate the same amount that you did while I was biting you. You will love it. I will do whatever you want whenever you want, as long as you promise to make love to me at least once a day. You won't have any problem with that, because you are going to find yourself wanting sex a lot.”
“You will probably masturbate quite frequently as well. When you do, I would like to watch you do it some of the time. Don't worry about me thinking that anything you want to do might be kinky. My hormones have been driving me crazy for the last 500 years. My equivalent of what you humans call puberty didn't take place until I turned 1000. I have had an almost irresistible urge to have sex for a long time.”
“I want to do everything you can think of that might be fun and I want to do everything I can think of to you that will give you pleasure. I want sex really bad. I will want it often, so don't worry about me thinking you want it too often. I could do it all day if we had the time. Unfortunately, there are things that I simply must do everyday to survive. Even so, you can be assured we will do it a lot."
Kenny couldn't help asking her at this point, "Bastard, I know you told me you are a virgin, but don't you ever masturbate?" Bastard smiled, "That's a fair enough question. I tried it a few times to see what it felt like. It felt good, but the first 1000 years of my life, I had no interest in sex whatever, except during my so called breast feeding period. I will explain about that some other time.”
“I come every time I squirt my pussy juice into my meal, and again the whole time I am eating, and again every time I shit, but until then it didn't mean anything to me. After the first 1000 years, my hormones kicked in and I started enjoying my orgasms. That was when I became interested in guys. I really wanted to see what it would be like to fuck. The problem was, until I found you, I couldn't find anyone that turned me on.”
“Don‘t get me wrong. I see an occasional penis at times I think is pretty. I will sometimes fantasize about having the boy shove it into me while I am eating him. I might sit and look at one for a few minutes if I am really horny, but I never touch them other than what I need to for my meals. Its sort of like the way a guy will sit in the barber shop and look at a girlie magazine. He wants the nude beauty for sure, but she isn’t really there so he is content just to look and admire.”
“With me, the boy is really there, but I can’t have him, so he isn’t really available either, so I have to be content and just admire. I will look at a penis and I am not averse to watching a guy beat off, but after I saw it the first time, it didn’t do a damn thing for me, so I generally don’t watch unless it would actually be more inconvenient not to. Sounds crazy, but eventually you‘ll understand."
"My sister, Lania and I did it a couple of two or three times in front of one another just to see what it would be like. I was 12 and she was 14. Of course when she saw me naked, she wanted to eat me something awful. She begged me so much; I let her do it the last couple of times.”
“I did hers too. Just out of curiosity the first time and because she pleaded so the second time. Except for then and for ever after I made sure she didn't see me naked without having her under hypnosis, because Mom told me what it would do to her. It sure did."
"I didn't need to masturbate, because I was already coming three times a day and now it will be even more often, but I can do it for you if you want to see me do it. I think it would be fun to have you watch. Now let me finish. Whenever I suck it for you, it will be kind of like a snack between meals.”
“It will be delicious to me, but it won't be enough for me to live on as it doesn't have the nutrients I get from eating a guy's private parts. It doesn't matter where you squirt it. You can ejaculate into my mouth, my pussy, or my ass. All three of them will eat it."
"There are a few things you have to understand. First of all and the most important, I will do a lot of things you will think are strange. There will be things you may find horrendous, but you must be strong and remember that no matter how bad it seems it has to be done, although with your view in life, you may not find them that upsetting.”
“I don't do them to make you jealous or to upset you. I do them because I have to. It is the way I survive. Secondly, you will be making most of the decisions about what we do. I will tell you what I like and what I want to do and then it will be up to you from there. I could run the show, but I love you and I wouldn't want to do that to you. Never worry about me getting hurt when I am out eating. I am quite capable of handling myself."
"You will never need to work, although it seems you never do now. With my powers, I never use money. Everyone gives me whatever I want. I will teach you how it is done, so you won't need any either. I actually don't use the technique I am going to teach you, but you will have to use it.”
“As cute as you are to me, you just do not look like me. When I go somewhere to get something, as soon as they see me they fall all over themselves trying to please me. They all think they have a shot at having sex with me. It makes no difference what sex they are. Of course, due to extenuating circumstances, that I cannot explain to you at this time, I rarely ever need anything."
Kenny looked amazed, "I'll still have to make enough to pay the rent on this place won't I?" Bastard giggled as she went to the night stand retrieving an envelope from the drawer in front. She handed the envelope to Kenny as she explained, "No, you won't. The guy that used to own it was more than glad to put it in your name for me. This is the deed. Anyone working at the tax office will get an irresistible urge to stamp the taxes paid on the property every year.”
“In fact, they will actually fight over the privilege as it will make them feel the same as if they were fucking me, even though they will have no idea who I am or who it is they feel like they are fucking. The lucky individual will actually be sitting behind their desk holding the paid stamp and coming all over themselves. You should be so lucky as to be in the clerk’s office during that time. It would be very amusing to watch."
Kenny was blown away. The taxes alone were over 500 thou a year. He offered the guy forty million to buy the place and had been turned down. The guy told him he would never sell. Kenny figured 900 grand a month in rent for a place like this was a real bargain, especially when it was sitting on 5 acres of land and had 500 feet of beach front across the rear of the property.
"Obviously you can't tell people I am your lover, so you can pretend I am your daughter. As a matter of fact, if you would like, you can pretend I really am your daughter. I would like that, it will make me feel special. Only I am a special daughter you make love to.”
“We will have to move around a lot, probably every couple of years. You can stick around for maybe 10 years or so before people start to notice you aren't aging, but there is no way you can have a 9 year old daughter for 10 years. That's the other thing; you certainly won't be able to use my real name. No one will swallow your calling your daughter The Bastard Bitch. What would you like to call me?"
That was how The Bastard Bitch became Kenny's daughter, Marcy. Marcy smiled at him as they lay in the bed. "That's enough about me for now; you'll learn more as we go along. Trust me, there’s a lot to tell. Why don't we take a shower and then you can do like you have been fantasizing about since you met me."
They went into the shower and had a great time soaping each other up. Marcy and Kenny headed straight for the bed after they finished drying off. Kenny cuddled up close to her and they hugged and kissed for a while.
Kenny wanted to take his time and treat Marcy really special before enjoying himself, but Marcy decided differently, "We can take it easy and build things up next time. I want us to have oral sex first to kind of break the ice. I have been dying to suck your dick almost since I first laid eyes on you. Then if you would like, you can go shopping for dinner with me before it gets too late to go where I want to browse."
Marcy got Kenny to lie on his back on the bed. Then she crawled over top of him and lowered her pussy into his mouth as she slipped Kenny's dick into her mouth. It didn't take long at all before she was moaning and gyrating around like she was going to explode.
Marcy's pussy started getting sopping wet. Kenny savored the feeling as he reminisced, "The only other time I had run up on a pussy that got that wet, the girl had peed in my mouth." Marcy's wasn't quite that wet, but it was close. She actually gave him a pretty good mouthful of her juice.
When Kenny glanced up to admire her mound in his mouth, he was blown away. Kenny's mouth had become a part of Marcy's pussy. His face was inside her pubic area and two chord like strands had extended from her pussy and entered Kenny's head through his nostrils. Whenever Kenny breathed, he was breathing Marcy in and out of him. This was the wildest thing Kenny had ever experienced and he loved every minute of it.
They started coming at the same time. Kenny not only shot off for the ten 10 minutes Marcy had promised him, but he experienced her orgasm with his head as well. It was incredible. Kenny's head actually came. When it was all over, they lay in one another's arms for about 20 minutes while Kenny recuperated. Kenny thought, "This is going to be bliss. Marcy definitely is different."
They had already dressed and were in the kitchen talking. Kenny found himself admiring his beautiful young daughter. He made up his mind he would treat her just like she was his little girl, at least as much as the circumstances would allow. Marcy ate it up.
She convinced Kenny to go with her on her meal hunt. "Marcy, would you mind if I join you for dinner tonight? I really would like to watch." He had wanted to watch her in action to see how she does it all. Marcy said, "Sure, I was hoping you would want to. I am sure you are going to enjoy it and I really want your company."
"I have to ask you something. Would you mind if I call you Daddy all the time, instead of just when we are in public? I want you to be my Daddy as well as my friend and lover." That was the best thing Kenny had ever heard. "Yes, I'd love to be your Daddy. Would you like to be my daughter all the time as well?" Marcy ran over to him jumping into his arms and wrapping her legs around his waist. "Yes, Daddy. I would like that very much."
Marcy and Kenny started out on her search by walking to Buchannon School. "I am in the mood for a young one tonight Daddy. You can come in with me when we get to the school. I will hypnotize everyone so they won't remember or pay any attention to us. I will use hypnosis as there are too many to be effective by breaking wind and besides you wouldn't be very fond of the smell."
Marcy giggled when she said that. "Then we will look for the right one." They arrived at the school and just as Marcy had said, they may as well have been invisible for all of the attention they drew. Marcy proceeded to go into each of the classrooms with Kenny following close behind. She was right about another thing too. Kenny was definitely going to be surprised quite a bit while he learned more about her.
When they entered the third classroom, Marcy took one of the young boys by his hand and told him, "Ok, Sweetie Pie. I need for you to stand up for a minute." The boy obediently stood up. Marcy undid his pants and pulled them down revealing his private parts.
Kenny looked on with amusement. Most guys would get jealous about what she was doing, but not Kenny. He knew she was only searching for supper and she was going to have to do it a certain way, even if it did seem strange to him.
Marcy gently massaged the young boy's balls for a few minutes. "Aren't you the lucky one today. I don't want to eat you honey. You have lumps in your balls. They'll make you taste sour. You can pull your pants back up and be seated."
This was something else, indeed. They were standing in a classroom full of kids, complete with the teacher and Marcy just finished fondling one of the boys right in front of everyone and every one of them was going about their business as if Marcy and Kenny weren't even in the room, except for the one Marcy was dealing with at the time.
Kenny began to realize Marcy was very, very, very picky about what she wanted to eat. She didn't ask any other boys to stand up until they reached the tenth classroom. This time he passed the massage test and Marcy stood there jerking him off right there in the classroom.
She reached her hand in front of it and got a little on her fingers to taste. She immediately got a look of disgust on her face and Kenny kind of giggled when he heard her go, "Yuck, you taste terrible. There's no way I am eating that." Of course, Kenny had to ask, "Marcy, did you do all of that to me at the motel pool?"
Marcy smiled at him, "Not only did I, but I found myself shell shocked to find I had become aroused sexually by doing you. I didn't include the yuck, because yours was the best I've ever tasted. In fact, after I tasted you, I reached back down there, got me a couple of handfuls of it and ate it.”
“I never did anything like that before. I thought at first there was something wrong with me. It was really weird. My stomach was in knots and I couldn't think straight. I never felt that way before, and then I remembered something my Mother told me. She said one day I would fall in love."
"She described to me how I would feel. It was then I began to realize I was falling in love with you. I was tempted to suck it for you, but I was still confused. I wasn't positive you were the one for me at that time and I was saving myself for Mister Right.”
“I did however watch you finish it yourself. That was a first for me. I never hung around to watch anyone finish it before unless I had something going on where I had to. It just never did anything for me. None of them ever really interested me. I also had another first with you."
“It took me a while to realize the significance of that. To give you an idea of how significant it was for you to actually see me while I had you hypnotized, no one has ever seen me selecting my meal other than the ones that I was checking out and few of them have ever remembered that. It was a little aggravating at first, because I couldn't very well check the boys while you were watching.”
“Finally, I decided what the hell and decided to check you instead. You were the first person ever to notice me when I had everyone hypnotized, let alone to approach me like you did. Something else happened several months ago that sort of freaked me out.”
“You were at the same motel where we met. You were going into heat over this cute redheaded chick. Almost as cute as the brunette you were drooling over when you took me home yesterday. I thought you were a hunk then and I couldn't help glancing at you now and again.”
“Anyway, I was checking out this darling boy. I just got him started shooting off and barely managed to get some of it on my fingers when I realized you weren't watching the chick anymore. I saw you were transfixed on something as if what you were seeing was weird and out of place. It was then I realized you were watching the boy. I immediately removed my hand from his penis and put his on it hoping you still couldn't see me.“
“I thought I was losing my power at first, until I realized you were the only one watching the young boy ejaculate all over the concrete. I read your mind and was relieved to find you were without a doubt blown away by what you saw, but you still hadn't seen me and his sister was actually still unaware any of it had taken place.”
“She asked the boy to play ball with her just as I started working on him and she was standing there, waiting patiently for him to play ball with her and at the same time being completely unaware I had his panties down beating him off.”
“By the way, he was delicious. I ate him that night. When I first saw you I thought you were cute and was stealing glances at you from time to time. I felt pretty stupid thinking the things I had been thinking when I looked at you and it was very tempting to go over and introduce myself. Alas, there were two problems with that.“
“One was as I mentioned earlier. I was searching for dinner and did not wish you to see me while I was. The second problem was I had pretty well made up my mind a long time ago my Mr. Right was going to be an eleven year old. They have just the size penis I like to fantasize about and when I found the right one it would be no problem to make his stuff start working like I wanted it to.”
“Besides, eleven year old boys are really cute when you find one that is extra pretty. I wanted to find me a darling looking petite one and have him stay that way forever after I bonded with him. Not only that, but one that young and sweet, is easily trained to do like I want him to do.”
“Cute as you were then, you didn’t fit the bill. That was what was confusing me. I wanted to bond with an eleven year old. I was upset because I seemed to be falling in love with a forty year old. You were to put it bluntly fucking my plans up royally. Last night, I finally realized you were the one.”
“When I was looking for my meal that day you saw me, my thought at the time was, if the bastard is going to stay in the way, I might as well eat him, if he checks out ok. You were standing in the yard with me while I ran the little boy at the end of the street through his tests. Of course I found I had to use a higher dose on you to keep you from being aware of what was taking place. I had to hurry because I knew you wouldn't stay under long.”
“I was right. As soon as I finished tasting him, I told him to pull his pants back up and to do it quickly. The boy barely managed to get his zipper up and was still shooting off in his pants when you came out of it. That was while we were on the way to your place coming from the pool.”
“I hadn't decided if we would work out being together yet, so I checked him for me just in case I decided not to eat your stuff. I also want you to know you would have been mighty tasty and I had wanted to eat you something awful."
Kenny assumed that was Marcy's idea of a compliment. He took it as one anyway. He thought to himself, "Well, now I know why I felt satisfied and wasn't hard anymore when I was with her at the pool. I came very close to being a life long faggot. I also understand now just how much Marcy loves me." Marcy put the boy's hand on his dick and told him, "Go ahead and finish it yourself." The boy finished jerking himself off while they continued their search.
This was really getting wild. Marcy was so beautiful she caused the boys to shoot off for 7 to 8 minutes straight. After going through several more rooms, Marcy found a really cute looking boy. He wasn't going to have to do much changing to become feminine. Marcy gently held his hand raising him to his feet. "Take your pants off little fella. Let’s see what you have for me."
The boy removed his pants and Marcy ran him through the taste test after checking him for lumps. "I’ll see you tonight darling, you are precious. What's your name?" The boy said his name was Jerry. Marcy sat down in one of the empty desks as Jerry finished ejaculating onto the floor. She sat there looking at Kenny until Jerry finished moaning and then she watched him button up his pants and glanced back at Kenny again.
"Daddy, do me a favor, go out to the curb like you are waiting for me to get out of school. I am going to come out with Jerry when the bell rings. Then we'll find out where Jerry lives." Kenny knew Marcy said she picked them sort of like we do at the grocery store, but he really hadn't thought about what that meant when shopping for a little boy who possessed a set of nuts you were going to eat.
Kenny went out to the curb to play the role of the doting parent waiting to walk their child home from school. He could hear the bell ring and in about 5 minutes the kids were charging out of the building. Marcy came running up to him with Jerry right at her heels. She jumped into Kenny's arms wrapping her legs around his waist and hugging him like she hadn't seen him all day. She introduced Kenny to Jerry and asked if it was OK if they walked Jerry home.
Marcy chit chatted with Jerry along the way, making him feel like a little boy would when he has his first girl interested in him. Kenny was amazed. Marcy talked and acted just like a normal little nine year old. Jerry was smitten with Marcy. Kenny could tell Jerry was excited about her being around him.
Jerry had a crush on her. Kenny wasn't jealous, as a matter of fact, he found it to be kind of cute and besides, Kenny knew Marcy was going to eat Jerry soon anyway. There was simply nothing to be jealous of. By the time they arrived at Jerry's house, Marcy had gotten the name of one of Jerry's best friends and his address.
She was also kind enough to make sure Jerry thought his friend was sexy and cute. When Jerry went inside, Marcy looked up and said, "Daddy, please take me home and cuddle me in the bed." Kenny took her home snuggling up close to her for hours. They built things up slowly and finally made sweet love together.
Marcy was fantastic. Her breasts were unlike anyone else's. They were the size and shape of a normal nine year old, but when Kenny sucked them, they were nothing like a nine year old set of tits. Marcy had control of her tits. She could make her nipples hard or let them relax so they would be soft to his lips. She couldn't make them get big, well not any bigger than the way a girl's nipples swell up when they get hard. She could give him her milk, or leave them dry at whim.
They lay in the bed with Marcy's head on Kenny's shoulder and slipped off to sleep sometime after 11 PM. Promptly at 2;30 AM, Marcy woke Kenny up saying she was hungry and it was time for her to eat. They got dressed and headed for Jerry's house.
When the two of them got inside, Kenny followed Marcy around the house until she found Jerry. Kenny could see Jerry clearly as the moonlight came streaming through his bedroom window. He was sleeping so peacefully and looked so innocent lying in his bed. Marcy shut the door and flipped on the light switch.
Jerry woke up rubbing his eyes. He took one look at Marcy and perked up right off the bat. "Wow, Marcy, what are you doing here? I hadn't expected to see you." Marcy smiled at Jerry, "I came here to eat you, Jerry." Marcy took off all of her clothes and her eyes glowed a beautiful glittering blue. Her fangs slid down into position. Jerry just sat in the bed gawking at her beauty. Marcy slowly laid Jerry back down on the bed.
She removed his underpants tenderly separating his legs. Kenny watched Jerry's dick come to full attention as Marcy worked. It wasn't a very big dick. It was about as big around as Kenny's ring finger and about 3 inches long. Marcy separated Jerry's little nuts and positioned one under each of her fangs before lowering her head, sinking them deeply into his balls.
Marcy started moaning softly and began breathing rapidly. Kenny could tell she was coming. Almost as quickly, Jerry started gyrating his hips in the bed. He was coming like crazy, but nothing was coming out of his thing. After a couple of minutes, Marcy pulled her fangs out of his nuts and proceeded to massage Jerry's balls. She said, "Here feel them so you can see what happens."
Kenny put his hand down there with hers and felt Jerry's left nut while Marcy felt the right one. After a few minutes, his nut disappeared from between Kenny's fingers. Marcy smiled, "He's ready now." She leaned forward reinserting her fangs into Jerry's sack. All the while, Jerry was still coming. Kenny looked at his watch, it was exactly 3 AM.
Jerry continued to orgasm as Marcy fed on his private parts. Kenny could see Marcy was gyrating her hips in orgasm the whole time as well. She had told him she enjoyed having them. He can see that she surely does. Suddenly, Marcy pulled back from Jerry. He lay very still as if he were in a trance. Marcy softly spoke, "He'll sleep soundly for about 8 hours."
Kenny couldn't help noticing how itty bitty Jerry's dick became as Marcy gently pulled the covers over his naked body. It was all but entirely gone and his nut sack had drawn up tight showing just how empty it was. His dick was only about half of an inch long and half as big around as the tip of Kenny's pinky finger. Kenny's fingers are very slender. He had never seen anything like it.
After Marcy finished tenderly tucking Jerry back into his bed, the two of them proceeded up the street a few houses to Jerry's little friend's house. The boy's name was Harry. Marcy stood completely naked in front of the boy while he sat on his bed with his eyes wide open. Kenny could tell the boy was spellbound by her beauty. Marcy's eyes turned red like lustrous rubies. Her fangs grew out nearly to her chin.
She laid little Harry onto his back pulling his underpants off as he went. Marcy crawled in between his legs biting him firmly on his balls. She started coming and Harry immediately started to orgasm, but nothing was coming out of his thing. Marcy pulled back from him instantly. She was crying. Not out loud, but Kenny could see tears flowing down her cheeks. He instantly knew something had gone wrong.
"What’s wrong honey?" Marcy looked at Kenny. She was very upset. "He had a bad reaction to my excrement. He's going to die. I've killed the poor little thing "Kenny felt so sorry for her. Now he realized she had meant it when she said she hated doing it to them. Not that she doesn't enjoy eating; she just hated the after effects of what it did to her victims. Kenny asked her, "Isn’t there anything we can do to save him?”
Marcy stood there for a minute before saying anything. "Yes, there may be one thing we can do to save him. It will require your help, but I don't think you will want to save him when you find out how much of a sacrifice it will require from you. If you decide not to, we will have to stay and console him as he slowly dies. It won't be pretty. Either way, I will use Jerry's brother to finish shitting." Kenny asked, "What exactly will happen to him and how long does he have?"
Marcy replied, "He'll continue to orgasm like that until his balls burst. They will begin to swell up in about 5 more minutes. At first the swelling will be from my shit and his semen. After the five minutes, his balls will be filling with puss from a very rapid and vicious infection. They will get about the size of a watermelon before they burst. When they do, his blood vessels will be exposed and broken and he will lay there and bleed to death.”
“There is no way to stop the bleeding. It will all be over in an hour." Kenny was saddened; he wanted to do what ever he could to save the boy. "Marcy, tell me how I can help and we can save him together." Marcy shook her head, "It's not as simple as you might think. I will have to inject my juice into his balls like I am going to eat him. When he is ready to eat, I can't eat him."
"I can only eat everything a guy has once a day. You will have to eat him. You can't eat him like I do, because you don't have fangs. You will have to go down on him. You will have to suck extremely hard at first to break the plug that has developed in the base of his penis. After that, his ejaculate will squirt rapidly into your mouth.”
“There will be about a gallon of it. It is very important you swallow all of it. It will not be an easy thing for you to do as you will find the taste of it to be most repulsive. You will taste it for about ten minutes while you eat him and for quite a while afterwards."
"If you don't eat it all then you can't fix Harry up with his friend Ronnie, who lives next door. He will have to have someone willing to let him suck him frequently or he will commit suicide. The urge is that strong. You will also have to let Harry suck you off before we leave as you do not possess the ability to inject him with the fluid I give them to put them to sleep so they do not kill themselves before the other boy comes over for his first visit in the morning.”
“You will have an insatiable urge to suck a dick yourself. Later on it will subside some and you won't have the urge to suck everybody, but there will be a few cute little fellas you are going to find you simply must have before I eat them."
Kenny was curious again, "Marcy, why is it I don't have to wait all day to digest Harry's semen before I fix him up with the other boy?" Marcy replied, "It’s because you don't eat it to survive. It more or less will go straight to your nut sack in about an hour." “One more thing, Marcy, what did you do for the first guy you ate since your shit from his load was for the next guy?"
Marcy frowned. Her voice broke up as she struggled with her emotions. "He was one of the cutest little things I’d ever seen. My Mom and I hung around afterwards as part of my training so I could see how it worked. He killed himself within a few hours of waking up after I ate him. I felt so sorry for the poor little thing.”
“He begged his Daddy to get it out for him. His Daddy whipped him something awful. He said no son of his was going to be going around queering off. My Mom covered my eyes after the little fellow cut his throat. It all happened so quickly that my Mother wasn't able to stop it in time. His Dad got part of what he demanded. He got no son. I realized I should have found one whose father was a pedophile. I just didn't think of it at the time."
"If only I knew as much then as I know now, I could have convinced his Dad to let him suck it. It still sends a chill up my spine. Sometimes I can still see the blood gushing out of the poor little thing's neck. Mom took me home right away and told me she was so sorry I had to see something like that.”
“She hadn't expected anything like that either. It took her a long time to make me realize it wasn't my fault. I cried for days. I made up my mind I wasn't going to do it to any more of them, but hunger forced me to do it the next night. I was so scared it would happen again."
"You will always feel the urge to do these boys. For ever. By the time we get to Ronnie's house, you will have an irresistible urge to suck him. You will not want to stop until you have sucked him for at least 5 minutes with it soft. The problem is as long as I am standing in front of Ronnie in the nude, he won't go soft for at least 2 hours, maybe longer.”
“I will have to nude in front of him for three reasons. One to get him to sit still for you. Two to get him to shoot off enough to satisfy your urge to suck. Three to protect you in case his parents check on him and catch you. Well, not really to protect you. More to protect them, so you won‘t have to kill them.”
“Then you will need to ejaculate into his tail. It will take you 30 minutes to finish once you start. He will have an insatiable urge to have his dick sucked. You may do it for him again then. I can promise you that you will need to suck him again by then. Then we go back to Jerry's house so I can go to the bathroom in his brother. If you can bear to do this, we can save him. You have to do it all or it would be kinder to him if we just let him die. Can you do it?"
Kenny exclaimed out loud, "Damn, ain't this a hell of a note. I have to suck one little boy's dick and fuck another in his butt to save the first one's life. I can't just sit here and let him die. It's obviously tearing you apart." Marcy whimpered, "It happens every once in a while. So far only 15 odd thousand of them have had it happen. Roughly 10 or more a year. They all died.”
“About five percent of them had bad reactions. It only happens to the boys. Men never experience the reaction." Kenny told Marcy, "OK, let’s do it. I can't sit here and do nothing." He certainly wasn't thrilled at the prospect of finding himself desiring to suck little boys' dicks, but he couldn't let Marcy go through knowing she had killed another darling little boy.
Marcy looked at Kenny with a pleading stare, "Hold up for a minute, I think you should know it all before you commit to this. There is another problem. If you save this little boy, you will also want to save the next one. I can guarantee there will be others. Lots of them over a long time. Each time you do it, you will get a stronger urge to suck than you had from the last time. It won't subside as quickly as it did before.”
“You will want to suck anybody. You will get to the point where you may need one several times a day. If you do this for me, I promise when you get where you have to suck, I will set you up with a cute little boy with little to no hair on his thing to prevent you from feeling queer. Can you do it knowing what it will do to you?"
Kenny thought for a minute. He most certainly didn't want to suck anybody's dick. He had had enough of that when he was a child. He decided he couldn't bear to see the pain in Marcy's face. She looked desperate to save the boy. He looked downward. "Ok, I am not fond of the idea, but I can do it for you. It's a deal."
Marcy brightened up right away. Her eyes lit up a sapphire blue and she pierced Harry's nuts again. When she finished biting him, she felt his nuts and told Kenny, "He's ready." Kenny reluctantly crawled in between Harry's little legs and started to suck. He thought he would never break the plug. Marcy was right; he had to suck really hard. Suddenly he felt the young lad's juice start gushing into his mouth.
Kenny had to swallow quickly to keep his mouth from filling up. The kid's juice was sticky and tasted absolutely horrible. The urge to vomit was more than Kenny could stand, but he also knew Harry's life depended on his ability to keep it down. Kenny thought the little bastard was going to shoot off forever.
When it was finally over, Kenny could hear the boy's nut sack snap taut as it emptied out. When Kenny looked down, there was very little of him left. Kenny pondered his next thought, "I have just eaten a little boy's sex organ and Marcy was right again. I can still taste it and it is definitely nasty. How in the fuck am I going to keep it all down?"
Kenny pulled off his pants and sat on the edge of the bed as Harry hungrily groped at Kenny's dick with his mouth. He felt embarrassed sitting on the edge of that boy’s bed with the kid slurping on his dick right in front of Marcy.
He also knew he would feel even worse if turns out he really has to suck that other little boy for that long in front of her as well. When it was all over, Marcy and Kenny headed next door to Ronnie's house. Kenny didn't really believe he would have to suck this boy's dick, especially after the way the first one tasted.
Kenny was thinking, "I will just walk in and shoot off in his ass and be done with it." Marcy said, "I want to reassure you. When you find yourself wanting a dick, remember it has nothing to do with you being queer.”
“It will help you to keep in mind I know there isn't one damned thing you can do about it. You have to come to terms with the fact it is just a regular part of life for you now. One other thing that might make it a little easier. I am going to find it a real turn on watching you do it. It will really make me horny."
When Marcy removed Ronnie's underpants, the boy's dick got hard almost immediately. Of course Marcy had to undress so he would sit still while Kenny did it to him. As soon as Kenny saw his nude body and focused on that tiny little penis, he felt a pressing need to hold it in his mouth. When Kenny went down on the boy's dick, he sucked on it fervently.
He couldn't get enough of it. Marcy stood there calmly watching as Kenny worked. Ronnie started shooting off in less than 2 minutes. Kenny eagerly gulped it all down. He was shocked to find it tasted good to him now. He wanted more. Kenny also noticed a swelling feeling in his nut sack. They felt like they were going to explode.
The child's dick did just like Marcy said. It stayed hard for several hours and he shot off a whole lot each time because of her beauty. When it finally went soft, Kenny had sucked it for 4 and a half minutes and the little bastard got hard again. The part that really pissed Kenny off was he wanted it to stay hard so he could keep on sucking.
It only took 3 hours for Kenny to finish sucking the little fellow's dick. Marcy exclaimed, "You better get busy fucking him before he gets hard again or you'll be here all day." Kenny removed his pants. When he looked down between his legs, Kenny was blown away. His nut sack looked like he had a gallon milk jug in it.
No wonder they felt swollen. Kenny proceeded to roll Ronnie over on his belly when Marcy stopped him. "He has to stay on his back for it to roll in right, or we will be wasting our time. Just pull his knees up to his chest and stick it up his ass. He will eventually wrap his legs around your waist to hold you close."
Kenny did what Marcy suggested. Kenny was embarrassed all to hell laying on top of this young boy with his dick stuffed up his young ass. Especially right there in front of Marcy. It was even worse when those little legs came up wrapping themselves around Kenny's waist.
It took Kenny a few minutes to start coming and 30 to finish. The young boy held him tightly the whole time. Kenny had to peel the boy's legs from around his waist when he finished. Strangely enough, the boy's legs felt so good being around him like that.
Kenny had been reluctant to get up. Just as Marcy predicted, Kenny went straight down on Ronnie’s dick when he finished climbing off the kid's ass. Kenny had to suck it. The disgusting part was the boy shit all over the bed under his mouth the whole 30 minutes he was sucking it.
Kenny was worried they might get caught in his room as it was already 0830 AM and they still had another stop to make. Marcy and Kenny headed back to Jerry's house. Marcy found Jerry’s brother. “I’m going to use him to shit and right now he is the only one we have available for Jerry. Trust me. Jerry's brother will give him quite a mouthful come morning."
It went smoothly without a hitch. Later, Marcy almost shouted with glee, "Daddy, thank you so much for not letting that young boy die on account of me. It always hurts me deeply when something bad happens to them like that. This was the first time it could be stopped. Let's go home. I need some loving."
By the time Marcy and Kenny hit the bed, Marcy was so horny, she wanted him to shove it into her and fuck her hard. No foreplay and no building up. Kenny was always amazed when he made love to Marcy. Her pussy hungrily groped at his dick as if it had a mind of its own. It would actually suck his dick. Marcy could make it tight or she could loosen it enough for him to literally stick his head in it.
Kenny would get Marcy to loosen it up sometimes so he could get her juice all over his head. He liked to shove his head in her and breathe in her delightful pussy smell. Sometimes Kenny's head would actually become part of Marcy's pussy.
When this happened, her pussy stayed small like a nine year old’s, but Kenny's head would meld with her pubic area. After Marcy had been satisfied, Kenny held her in his arms for several hours like a father would hold his little daughter. He loves holding Marcy.
To be continued……………………………….......................