Ridgeway Women's College Chapter 8
These stories involve anal fingering, anal fisting, anal sex, auto-fellatio, bondage, coprophagia, dom/sub relations, exhibitionism, fellatio, golden showers, incest, infantilism, lactation, mind control/behavioural training, non-consent/reluctance, orgasm denial, prostate milking, scatolia, sex machines, sissification, sitophilia, smothering, and voyeurism. If any of these things aren't your thing you may not want to read further.
Some of the premises and characters in these stories were introduced in the 'Meadowvale Academy' series of stories which you can find on this site here:
http://nifty.nisusnet.com/nifty/transgender/mind-control/meadowvale-academy/
The timeline of Ridgeway Women's College stories begins approximately between Chapters 87 and 88 of Meadowvale Academy stories, though a few of the characters from the former appear in the latter as early as Chapter 56.
Ridgeway Women's College
Chapter 8: Reading Week Part 8
Marielle Van Achteren blissfully continued methodically swallowing the shit fed to her from the ass of new co-worker Rachel Anders as she thrust forward and back. Her cock offering up its creamy prize again and again as it furrowed a path through the brown mound of her own making she currently knelt in. The position she found herself in wasn't voluntary but neither was unwelcome, not anymore. The contraption she was locked into ensured she had no choice in the matter. The first time she hadn't even realized she was being inserted into it until it was too late, the apparatus was so modular it had been assembled around her. Apparently it was the latest invention from the applied sciences and engineering faculty at the university, an adaptation of another item called a `Supplicator', something else they didn't have when she last attended Ridgeway. But here she was once again, on her knees with her mouth open doing the bidding of her sister Hennie just like she had all those years ago, in the university library no less. It had all started with a video call.
"How long has it been since you were let go at the firm seven, eight months?" Hennie had asked her from across the screen about a month ago. "You can't eat hope for breakfast little sister. And there is nothing else in that town, hell, there isn't anything on Texel for you now. Look I run the library here now. Ridgeway is a lot different that you remember it, a lot different. This isn't your normal line of work I know, but at the very least it is work. You'd have a place to sleep, you would eat every day, and you'd be doing something. You'd be staying with family, we have the room. Your nieces love it here. They've made so many friends, you will too."
The conversation continued after that eventually turning to her sissy in training Charlotte. She had turned 12 earlier in the year and Marielle had tried but progress had been slow. It simply wasn't something she did well, turning boys into girls. She had never been much for social interaction and almost always deferred to her older sibling. Even her offspring had been a product of artificial insemination. She had travelled to Blackbridge Common to have that done and to give birth as well. It had been the last time she had left the country. By the end of their call a pair of tickets had been booked for them on a flight from Amsterdam to Skafferty. She had 26 days to get her affairs in order. She would be walking out on her deposit but Hennie insisted she wouldn't miss it. "Everyone in the Fenwell Bubble is provided for. We all work together here to ensure everyone gets taken care of, everyone."
Charlotte had never understood her mother's clumsy attempts at having her `get in touch with her feminine side' back in Nord Holland. Back then she was Charles and video games and PSV Eindhoven was the beginning and end of her life. The one concession she had made was growing her blonde hair out, but really at the time it had simply been to get her mother to stop pestering her. Well, that and the new regimen of vitamins that his mother insisted on. Now though, now she was reveling in her new existence as Charlotte. Oh yes she was.
"You're going to go by the name Charlotte while you and your mother live here," his black haired Aunt divulged matter of factly as she led him and his mother into the bedroom with her two daughter's trailing behind. Only a couple years older than his mother she carried herself with an air of authority, as evidenced by her tight bun and thick horn rimmed glasses. "And you'll need to wear what is in the closet. They should fit, I asked your mother about the sizes. Everyone here as you may have noticed dresses the same way, you need to fit in young man. We've already gotten rid of the things you brought with you so it's not like you have any choice anyway."
It was true. Since they had arrived on the campus Charles had yet to see another male anywhere. No teachers, students, not even one of the kids his own age that seemed to appear here and there. Even at the clinic where he had undergone a short exam his aunt had insisted upon he spotted no one of his gender. Doctor Ruiz and Nurse Shiva were quite nice. As the Persian student's hands slid up and down his cock, the physician assured him with a smile that it was important that they receive a semen sample from him and monitor `his goings on down there'. A local anesthetic had numbed him below and though he felt nothing an audible click told him that something had been done. No, if there were any other boys on campus, it seemed they had done what his aunt was asking him to do now.
"Is there only one bedroom?" he asked as he noticed Rebekka pull her T-shirt over her head and unhook her bra. Like her sister Nina, she was also a redhead, though her mane was long straight and copper while her older sibling's had more of a curl to her medium orangier locks. Even though her back was to him, the standing mirror nearby allowed Charles a wonderful view of his cousin's perfect tits. And they were perfect; lovely luscious half-moons of flesh with nipples the size of quarters. He grew hard instantly. "Everyone sleeps in the same bed here Charlotte," he heard his aunt explain as she unbuckled his belt, let his jeans and underwear fall to the floor and sat him beside her on the edge of the bed. "We're all family and families should be close." Moments later her now slippery hand found his cock then started stroking him as she pulled him in close to her. "Bekka certainly is a pretty one isn't she?"
He continued watching, unable to peel his eyes away. She caressed her tits lovingly watching him watch her in the mirror, forcing Charles to meet her gaze as she flicked her areolas to rigidness. She smiled at him as she continued her teasing until she pulled a grey silk chemise from the drawer and dropped it over her body concluding that part of the show she seemed to be putting on for his benefit. Rebekka then undid the tie on her skirt and let it slide slowly down her hips as she bent forward seductively, escorting the garment to the floor and pushing her plush ass towards him. She took her time stepping out of it prolonging the moment as his mother's sister continued lovingly massaging his member.
His younger cousin stood back up and fluffing her hair in the mirror turned, walked back to the bed and sat down on his other side. As Aunt Hennie slid behind him, her tits pressing into his back, Rebekka's hand found his erect tool and took over for her parent. Nina then replaced her in front of the mirror and a second lustful display began. Taller, though not quite as curvy as her younger sibling, she set her glasses on the dresser before she too lazily started removing her clothing. "Isn't she beautiful Charlotte? She has such clean lines, watch her stretch, such lovely titties, such a nice ass," she cooed softly as she stroked him towards his end.
Hennie Van Achteren turned up the controls on the Prostatic Stimulator in her younger sister's ass as she watched the sludge moving behind the plexiglass side panels of the Empress Throne, indicating an increase in her thrusting and therefore her pleasure. She showed the screen to Rachel Anders who was seated on Marielle's upturned face, locked into position with a head brace, her mouth pried open with an oral spreader. The wide angle camera mounted on the inside rim of the seat at the front gave a wonderful view of her colleague's shit sliding from her ass, through the lips of trapped blonde woman, and down her throat as she swallowed again and again. As the five of them gathered around the computer screen to watch, the Dutch woman reflected back to earlier days.
The dark haired archivist had made a practice of keeping in tabs on her younger sister. Even as children Marielle was in regular need of practical advice and prodding. It wasn't as if she was unintelligent, a degree in computer science spoke to her raw brain power. But when it came to social interactions her lack of confidence was often her undoing. All the way through school on Texel it had been the same. Their unique anatomy had presented a challenge but the pair had managed to steer their way through their teenage years without being exposed. The two slept in the same bed, explored each other's bodies, learned all about the things that turn another person on together. She hated leaving her behind when she attended Ridgeway two years later, but 24 months after that, there she was, a first year student herself. It was a forgone conclusion that she would claim her blonde sibling as her first Bonded Daughter if given the opportunity. To her good fortune, her Mistress Mother Professor Kyra Fairchild approved of the match and had spoken up on her behalf. Marielle's name never appeared on the rolls of incoming students eligible for claiming. There was a bit of resentment from her classmates at first, but once she and her teacher had trained her younger sister to be an obedient toilet, they had shared her out freely which pleased everyone involved and put her back into the good graces of her contemporaries.
Though she had stayed on after her graduation working in the library and helping run Professor Fairchild's tutorials Marielle was missing home. Their parents had retired to Amsterdam while they were at school so she knew she would be returning to an empty house. It was for that reason that Hennie convinced her to go to Blackbridge Common first before returning to get artificially inseminated. A second trip over nine months later to give birth was the last time she left the island prior to this trip. It had taken some doing on her part to even make that happen. She couldn't remember the last time her sister spoke about an occasion that involved someone other than herself and Charles. His 12th birthday was only two months away and she hadn't even started grooming him for his life as a girlie girl. True, he was taking the supplements and she had convinced him to let his hair grow out but beyond that, nothing. In the end she had been able to convince Ellen Braddock that investing the funds needed to ensure that her sister was laid off from Rozenbloesem Software and the expense of eventually re-settling them on campus would be worth it.
And now here she was with her girlie girl in training Charlotte. She walked up to her somewhat nervous sister with a friendly smile as Bekka jacked the cock of the youngest in the room as both watched Nina tease the 12 year old as she changed into her nightwear. She gently kissed the back of the shorter woman's neck as she reached into the top drawer of the dresser. "Aren't they cute, your youngest and my youngest? We are going to teach your little girl so much Marielle, you and I together. The girls will help of course, but you and I, we will show her everything she needs to learn. I got you something special to celebrate your new beginning dear. Keep watching now," she then directed as she slipped a mauve collar around the throat of her sister and locked it in place from behind. "There we go, what do you think? I've been saving it all of this time. It's like you never left us baby, never left us at all."
Her mouth still agape like a mounted fish but no longer being fed, Marielle felt the Prostatic Stimulator deny her once again as the dildo attached to the Anal Trainer wormed its way back into her ass and started pumping. Together the light shocking of her walnut by the implant her humping was no longer something she controlled. But as she looked up at her older sister through lidded eyes she came to the realization that she was fine with that, yes just fine.
"We got you down to 39 CCs that time Marielle," Hennie smiled showing her the screen on her tablet. "Time to build you back up again, get your balls nice and full for the dean. She's coming around in a bit and I understood she had a big, big lunch today. A big, big lunch, just for you." She turned to a brown haired student in the grey collar that had been lurking nearby. Taller than anyone in the group, Larisa Petrova was a true six footer with the blocky build to match and her thick top knot only added to that height. She had helped Hennie assemble the contraption she was now trapped in around her this morning. As she leaned against the counter looking down at her, she casually jacked her massive beast of a cock which dwarfed her own 12 inches. "She's really big isn't she Marielle? Larisa's pipe here is 14 inches from balls to beak and 10 inches in circumference. She's one of the largest cocks on campus. Doesn't it just make your mouth water? Her aunt designed the thing you are sitting in now you know. It's called an Empress Throne."
The dark haired librarian then turned to the student "And she did a wonderful job with it. It's just what we need here. They are great training tools." She pulled the girl in close and kissed her long and hard as she massaged her juicing knob. "Can you tell she wants to stick her cock into you Sis? There's only one place it can go at the moment, you do understand that right?" she asked rhetorically as she removed the oral spreader from her mouth. "Let me just deactivate the pressure plate on the seat here," she muttered feeling around on the side of the unit for the control before an audible click sounded. "There we go. We want to make sure you keep getting your ass fucked. You need to be nice and full of cum for Ellen after all. Speaking of which, I do believe my sister's mouth is ready for you dear."
It never occurred to Marielle to disobey her older sibling, the woman who now lovingly caressed her hair as she looked down upon her docile, dreamy face. The collar she now wore brought her back to a different place, a place without the worries of choices, a place without the stress of decisions. She let her sister deal with such things now she simply did as she was told. The hand slid away and shadows once more crept in. The head of the massive cock pushed her lips apart and began making its way across her tongue and down her windpipe. It truly was a monster but the one thing the two of them had discovered about her long ago was that the youngest of the two eldest Van Achteren's had no gag reflex. Deeper and deeper it pushed into her until it could travel no farther. Cocks. Yes, cocks. Larisa began pumping her beast in and out and the blonde woman closed her eyes to savour her oral experience as her holes below continued getting pillaged. And thought about cocks.
All five of them were in bed now, all dressed in silks, even her daughter Charlotte, fetching in a soft blue teddy. The 12 year old was squirming on her back, her head cradled by her aunt as her two daughters continued teasing the youth into oblivion. "Marielle, if you could sit on Charlotte's chest it would help keep her still. Why don't you do that for us dear?" she heard her sister say. She was powerless to disagree, she knew that. Up until now she had been able to hide her endowments from her heretofore male child. A part of her hoped she didn't notice now, but somewhere deep inside, a part of her hoped she did. And it was that part that urged her hardening as the gusset of her one piece pressed down on the midsection of the body beneath her.
Her girly girl daughter's legs hooked beneath her she shimmied forward pinning Charlotte in place, then glanced backwards over her shoulder. Her two nieces already had the snaps of the blue teddy unfastened and Rebekka's lubed hand was slowly jacking the cock found there while Nina's equally greasy fingers were delving into the crack of her child's ass spending more and more time meandering around her rosebud with each pass. Soon they would push past her sphincter, soon she would be penetrated for the first time, soon she would discover who she really was.
"Do you like it when your cock gets played with Charlotte?" her sister asked as she started her patter, drawing her attention back to the front. "Do you like it when Bekka jacks you? Feels so nice doesn't it? Yes, yes it does." The librarian ran her hand lightly through the blonde hair below her. "Do you know who else likes getting her cock played with Charlotte? Do you know who? Your Mummy does, yes, she likes getting her cock played with a lot." Marielle felt her eyes forced upwards into her sister's stare and she understood the silent command. One by one the snaps on her own black teddy were released and then her 12 inch glory revealed for all to see as it flopped out nearly bumping into the chin above it. Hennie's sideways glance towards the bottle on the bed and then at the hands pinned beneath her indicated her next actions.
Shifting slightly, she greased up her own fingers and then those of her child's before wrapping all of them around her hardened member and began pumping. "Yes, yes," she thought to herself as they traveled up and down her shaft. "She had waited so long for this, so, so long. And it felt so good, so, so good." She looked down at her Charles as she began her journey to becoming Charlotte. She mewled and bucked slightly beneath her and a quick look over her shoulder confirmed what she suspected: Nina's slippery finger had found its way into her rear passage.
Charlotte had been looking forward to this ever since she had first seen the pair of them as she watched with her two cousins from a couch in the lounge outside the entrance to the junior dormitory earlier. As the blonde sat on her knees between the two redheads, Rebekka jacked her while Nina thrust a pair of fingers in and out of her pussy. There were others there as well also her age, arriving and departing, some by themselves, some escorted by students or staff. About as old as she was, these two were taller, more athletic, more confident somehow. Each wore their brown hair in braided pigtails. Both of the redheads noticed when her thrusting reflexively increased at the sight of them. For their part they spotted the trio from across the hall just as her older cousin started drumming her fingers on her prostate while the younger used her phone to release her load from its digital prison. She chewed her bottom lip as her cum was milked from her cock into Nina's free hand by Rebekka. The two younger girls giggled, whispered to each other and smiled knowingly as her balls were emptied in full view, forcing Charlotte's eyes to bury themselves in their gaze. Trapped between the two incessant hands of her cousins she allowed herself to drift into the memory of the first time they had been given free reign of her body earlier in the week.
"Oh, did you like that?" he heard Aunt Hennie query softly from above holding his head in place, forcing him to watch as he jacked the huge cock in front of him. "Do you like when Nina plays with your pussy like that? Yes, that is your pussy now Charlotte, your nice slippery pussy, begging to be filled, like all pussies should. Are you a good girl who likes getting her pussy filled Charlotte?" Suddenly a second finger thrust in beside the first and moaning he humped back against the intrusion as he could. "Yeeeeesssss, you do like being a good girl don't you Charlotte? Yeeeessss, you do. Say it Charlotte, say it for Aunt Hennie. Who are you?"
I'm Charlotte Van Achteren and I'm a good girl," she mewled desperately as she flexed in response to a strange pulsing deep within that she had never felt before, the plunging fingers, the stroking hand, even as she herself slid hers up and down on the cock of her mother.
"And what do good girls like?"
"Good girls like it when their pussies are played with," came her frantic reply.
"Do you know what else good girls like dear Charlotte?" the mesmerizing voice from behind her asked. "Good girls like having their mouths full of cock. Are you a good girl Charlotte?"
"Yes" she answered weakly, her body given now to lust.
"Lick your lips Charlotte, open your mouth for Mummy's big cock," her Aunt Hennie then instructed.
She obeyed just in time as her mother shifted forward and pushed her crown into her parted lips, forcing them even wider. She felt a third finger enter her and groaned around the flesh as it slipped in. Looking up her lidded eyes met her parents orbs similarly shaded and a slow shallow in and out rhythm was established between the two. Further and further her thickened prong in her mouth delved, little by little stretching further down her throat until her parent's ball sac caressed her chin with every thrust. The fingers left her pussy then, replaced by something rounder, wider, fuller. Implacably it slid into her greasy hole, its own advance undeniable. Deeper and deeper it pushed until it too found its bottom. She thrust upward desperately when her own prong was abandoned but it was only moments later enveloped in the milking massaging canal of her cousin Rebekka as she slowly slid down atop it.
One head of red found her parent's right shoulder while the other rested on her left. Hands from either side, Nina's hands, found the areolas above and began tweaking them as a second set pulled hers from the cock and placed them on wide cheeks so she could keep her rhythm. Four fleshy pipes began thrusting in unison, slowly at first, finding their common cadence, gradually pulling Charlotte the rest of the way down the rabbit hole of her new life. Little by little they increased their pace. At some point her head was moved and then quite suddenly she found herself staring at the rosebud of her Aunt Hennie as her mother's cock continued cycling in and out of her throat even as it traversed the soiled canyon of her sister.
Leaking brown juices painted meaty member that was fucking her face adding a different bitter flavor to existence within the cocoon of her lust. Nina's cock slamming in and out of her pussy, Rebekka's ass holding her own just below boiling even as her anal walls caressed it lovingly, her mother's massive member pumping through her lips relentlessly, all of these things fed the melding of her arousal with this strange new appetite sliding across her tastebuds.
Larissa's cock was truly a monster, bigger than anything she had ever taken down her throat or anywhere else for that matter. But Marielle was determined to do her Mistress Mother proud once more. It felt so good, so right to be collared again. She hadn't realized how incomplete she had been all these years until Hennie had locked it onto her neck a couple of days ago. Now as she tongued the underside of the beast that was plunging in and out of her throat, she was determined to let the girl glaring down at her in glee face fuck her to oblivion, a tribute to the servitude of her youth re-born. Her sister had pushed her own piece into the ass of the sophomore sometime ago and now both rode the wave of the younger's lust as it careened towards it end. The meat in her mouth was swelling now, the student was panting, her thrusting more frantic, she was close.
"That's right baby, hammer her mouth, she loves it when you do," Marielle heard her sister coo to the student. "Squeeze your ass now, let me fill you up. Squeeze and release, squeeze...and re...lease...just...like...that...yes...yes...that." Again Marielle lashed her tongue across the vein of Larissa Petrova's pummeling pipe beckoning forth her bliss. First a groan from her sister and then one from the collared Russian sounded. The first she knew meant Hennie's load was painting the anal canal it was buried in white. The second, accompanied by a couple unintelligible Slavic profanities, heralded her own windpipe being paved in rich, creamy goo. The Prostatic Stimulator below urged her own humping into mound of mud she wallowed in and the Anal Trainer relentlessly tickled her glory gland as her cum remained just out of reach. Over and over the deluge surged down her throat as Marielle closed her eyes and let it happen, the joy of servitude, the joy of denial, the joy of surrender, and how her sister had made her so happy.
Her own piece nestled between the cheeks of her sister and the slowly budding cleavage of her girly-girl daughter's cleavage, Marielle trained Charlotte's mouth in cocksucking with her girthy footlong as her hands simultaneously jacked the slightly smaller tool of her sister. At least it had started out that way. The lube she had coated it with, Beanstalk they called it apparently temporarily lengthened any phallus it was used on. Now the wide blonde woman eyes shifted between the growing pipe creeping up between her tits and her sibling's knowing gaze. It was the younger Van Achteren's first time seeing the substance in action and she could tell the other knew it. Her face was caressed, then her hair, then her head was gently urged forward. Her lips parted, a verbal command unneeded, and as she continued her stroking, she mouth engulfed the crown of meaty piece before her.
The back of her neck and shoulders continued being kissed by her nieces as she bent to her task. Her starfish flexed in welcome as Rebekka's stiff member plunged in and out matching the speed of the others, throbbing in its need for depth and glory. She could feel herself building now as well as her walnut was repeatedly pressed upon. Hennie's organ was also thickening as she took more and more into her mouth and increased her pace upon it. The hands on the back of her skull strengthened their grip in anticipation. Marielle, submissive and servile as she was, knew her duty. She had little to say of the crestings of her, Charlotte, or Nina, but she was at the epicenter of her sister's release and that of her other niece. They would cum together, yes they would, all of them finding mutual bliss, though hers would naturally arrive after theirs.
She worked her anal canal on the cock that ploughed its length, her tongue swirled lustfully around the lovely length she was now deepthroating, skills never forgotten once more put to use as she concentrated on quickening their climb to the peak of their joy. Each thickened and throbbed as did her own but even as she beckoned the ecstasy of others, she held back her own. And then there was that small space of calm, less than a second, then the levy holding back their release was swamped by their mutual lust. Thick surges of goo coated her rear passage a pearly shade as a similar prize rocketed up the shaft of her sister and down her throat. Over and over each of the prongs offered up their carnal froth as Marielle reveled in her forgotten past remembered anew. "Cum now, lovely girl, fill Charlotte's mouth up with your cream," she heard Hennie softly urge, giving her the permission she sought. And so she did. Wave upon wave of her semen jetted into the mouth of her 12 year old child repeatedly filling her cheeks, forcing her to swallow. Her load was large, it always was. It would be good for Charlotte to explore her limits. There would be many more cocks for her to suck in her future, many more cocks for her to be fucked by as well.
Eventually both of the tools she had been draining emptied and withdrew. She almost felt empty somehow when they did. Her sister kissed her then held her close allowing her to look over her shoulder at her girly-girl daughter taking the last of her offered cream before she herself softened and pulled out of her mouth. Rebekka had dismounted from behind her and crawled up the bed, sliding herself behind her daughter where her sister had been previous, thereby pushing her face further forward. Nina, on the other hand was still plundering her cousin's ass with aplomb working towards her own bliss while at the same time jacking the younger blonde keeping her at the edge of her own. Marielle's younger niece kissed the 12 year old's forehead and caressed her hair, even as the latter boiled and simmered at the same time. Hennie's arms left her then and slowly moved to pull apart the cheeks of her ass as she backed up pressing her rosebud onto the slackened jaw that has so recently drank down her creamy goo. She watched her daughter's lidded eyes slowly widen in comprehension even has her hips thrust upwards in uncontrollable arousal. She gripped her arms, held them down on the mattress and smiled down on her encouragingly. The next stage of Charlotte Van Achteren's education was about to begin.
Bekka hunkered down a bit farther on the upturned face beneath her as she felt the Linguamorphed tongue worm its way further into her ass. The sheer reach of the thing was driving her wild. She had to have more of it, she had to get it in there deeper, she just had to. The Avery girl's abilities with her mouth were incredible. The Dutch sophomore had asked around a bit after seeing her in the common room and heard nothing but rave reviews on her toiletry skills. Never mind that the blonde babe was an absolute stunner in the looks department. Someone told her she was the captain of the cheerleading team back at Meadowvale Academy. Somehow, that didn't surprise her and she wasn't bad in that regard herself.
She glanced down the examination table then watching the high school senior hump as she could being strapped down as she was. Two thick lengthy prongs hammered her ass and pussy, each 13 inches long and eight inches in girth. Moreover, she had set the girl's Prostatic Stimulator at 3.5 as soon as they had secured her over an hour ago. Currently her semen count was up over 54 CCs and her pink was gushing almost constantly. Both of her tits were being nozzle milked on top of that. But the cherry on top, letting her empty her balls, she and Shiva were going to make her wait for that. The latter was teasing her with a single finger, sliding it along the underside of her cock, tracing her balls, caressing her mushroom, constantly in motion knowing that unless Bekka decided to let her, she would be denied.
The other campus visitor they were able to grab up was lying on the table next to hers in a similar predicament. Doctor Ruiz sat on her face getting the same kind of treatment `all in the name of science' she had insisted to the amusement of the others in the room. The top of Caitríona Ancel's honey brown bob was visible beneath the physician's generous orbs. The French girl was apparently the first senior in Balti Akadeemiline Instituut to be Linguamorphed and only one of two to make the trip. The school had been late to the table on that the clinician had said earlier. Sitting on a stool beside the second table torturing the brunette much like her friend Shiva was doing to Erin Avery was her older sister Nina.
She could feel her shit beginning to stir inside her and wend its way downwards. It forced the probing tongue back as it made its way towards its eventual destination. She glanced at her phone, Erin was over 60 CCs now. Nina held up hers, so was the other girl. "Ready to cum for me now Erin? Ready to have a nice big cum?" she asked dialing the pulse up to 4.5 "Yeeeeessss, I'll bet you are, aren't you? Ready to eat my shit and have a niiiiiiice big cum?" Bekka allowed her rosebud to open and her feast of filth to flow through the willing lips of the blonde girl. She gulped down her nourishment smoothly, eagerly as the redhead watched her throat flex again and again. "There we go, eat up now, let Mummy Bekka feed you. You're being such a good girl, mummy is going to let you cum now." With that she nodded to Shiva who removed her hand from the Avery girl's cock as switched the release toggle. Immediately thick creamy goo fountained upwards, long ropes of lust surging forth as the Dutch girl bore down and increased the pace at which she flooded the girl's mouth with her waste. As she watched the blonde below her swallow and surge she smiled and thought back to a similar instance in her recent past when another blonde haired girl had her mouth filled.
Rebekka had positioned herself so that Charlotte's head would be wedged between her tits unable to move. Her cousin's eyes, dreamy with lust didn't register the movements of the redhead's mother at first, not until she felt skin of the older woman's cheeks on her own, but by them it was too late. Looking down from, above she watched as her parent's rosebud docked itself on the loose lips of the girly girl who kissed them absently before she realized exactly what was happening. The younger ginger could see the conflict in the 12 year old. Her hips were bouncing wildly up and down on the bed as her older sister fucked her and stroked her, as the Prostatic Stimulator churned her load relentlessly while her eyes widened as her face was forced deeper and deeper in the anal crevice before her.
"Do you like it when Nina fucks your pussy and plays with your clitty Charlotte?" she asked her not expecting a reply. "It feels so good doesn't it, so, so, good. Just like your lips on my mother's asshole, so, so, good. Would you like to cum Charlotte, would you like to make goo? Let Aunt Hennie open your mouth for you, let her open it and make you all muddy inside, then you can cum again and again and again. I promise."
Charlotte could feel the lovely long cock of Valda Arntzen slamming in and out of her pussy as she lay on her back, hands and ankles bound together to the bedposts overhead. With each stroke the other's girl's mushroom massaged her walnut deep within causing her cum to spurt yet again. Meanwhile her sister Ebba hunkered down further on her face and filled her stomach with her filth log by log. It wasn't the first time she had been fed today, she opened her eyes to see her mother backing her assflower onto her mouth this morning. Ever since she had been turned into a shitslut two days ago her diet had changed substantially. She had a check up with Doctor Whitworth earlier and both she and her two daughters Lillian and Selina had nourished her with their waste. Now she sported a bit of a sizable sludgebump that would only grow, thanks to the pigtailed siblings that had escorted her back to the apartment after her appointment at the behest of her cousins, not that she had minded. She had been lusting over the pair since she first saw them the previous day and now here they all were. Like herself, they had also just arrived, though they resided in the junior dormitory. "The three of them would be together for a while. Perhaps they would even attend the same high school in three years," she mused as she chewed and swallowed more of Ebba's fudge.
After her Valda would take her turn pushing her filth into her and there would be others after her. She could see the one feeding her on her phone now. Maybe she would be fucked, maybe she would be, but she would certainly be fed, that she knew. She would give herself to each of them willingly because the Arntzen girls bade her to. She was so happy they had laid claim to her even if there were no collars involved. The three of them understood where each of them stood in relation to the others. "It was like a dream come true," she sighed inwardly as more shit snaked down her throat. She would never be able to thank her Aunt Hennie enough for showing her how truly wonderful her life could be. Ah yes, Aunt Hennie...
Charlotte felt her head trapped between the tits of her cousin behind her and the ass of her aunt in front of her. Even as her midsection flailed about uncontrollably at the whims of Nina and the implant in her ass, her upper body was rendered completely motionless. She had been lost in her lust before she realized what was happening now as the rosebud of her mother's sister pressed firmly against her lips she heard Rebekka cooing softly "...Would you like to cum Charlotte, would you like to make goo? Let Aunt Hennie open your mouth for you, let her open it and make you all muddy inside, then you can cum again and again and again. I promise."
And then it began to happen. She could feel the sphincter start to move, start to grow. She tried to hold her lips closed but it was impossible to do so. The anal muscles of Aunt Hennie implacably forced her maw to open bit by bit. Try as she might to work against it, the machinations of her older cousin were siding with mother efforts. Little by little her oral orifice was pried apart. It was almost as if the older woman was enjoying taking her time forcing her submission. Her mother and her sister gazing down upon her with love and malice certainly seemed to speak to them wanting to make the moment last.
Finally she mouth was stretched as far as it could be. "It's time for your first feeding Charlotte," her mother spoke breaking her silence. "It's time for Aunt Hennie to nourish you. Be a good girl and eat up now, be a good girl and make Mummy proud." The first bitter length of shit she tasted wormed its way out of the ass that had imprisoned her and across her tongue. She could feel it filling her mouth, more and more oozed in forcing her cheeks to bulge. And then there was nowhere else for it to go, nowhere else for it to go but down. The slow parade of sludge across her taste buds showed no signs of abating. Reluctantly, even as the rest of her body was on fire with the throbbing of her arousal, reluctantly, she swallowed. "Good girl Charlotte, good girl," her mother encouraged caressing her hair with one hand. She had hoped that her sacrificial gulp might be the end of it but all that did was make more room for the next wave of the muddy invasion as soon once again her cheeks were packed.
Again Charlotte flexed as the next part of the bitter meal slithered down her throat but still more came. "That's right baby, eat up now, eat all of Aunt Hennie's shit. Show us all what a good girl you can be," her mother cooed once more as her need for release slowly started chipping away at her resistance. "She has very good tasting shit, I've eaten it myself many times. You'll learn to like it, it will make you cum, you'll see. Swallow for me again dear, be a good girl." And so she did, she realized she had no choice. Each time she allowed what was in her mouth to fill her stomach more inevitably replaced it. And all the while Nina's cock hammered her prostate, her own cock throbbed, and the implant tickled her caged bliss. She had gotten used to the taste, it wasn't bitter anymore, not in the way it was at the beginning. Her arousal was attacking her senses in waves now, drowning out the struggle within. Her earlier hesitancy had given way to a methodical flexing of her esophagus as her gorging began to match the pace of her humping.
"There we go baby, I knew you would learn to love it," her mother gushed. "You'll love it so much, you're going to want to cum. Does my little girl want to cum now, does she want to cum with her mouth full of fudge? I'll bet you do. You're so full of cum, the meter here says over 81 CCs. Here we go, watch mummy move the control from red to green. See? There we go. Cum now Charlotte, cum now my lovely girl, CUM!"It was at that moment that Nina groaned as her pipe began its white deluge which in turn triggered the girly girl's eruption. Charlotte could feel the long arcs of creamy goo rocket up her tool and fountain forth as she devoured the filth offered her. She wasn't even allowing her cheeks to bulge anymore, relentlessly swallowing it as soon as it passed through her lips. Her cock continued to spurt ropes of pearly lust as her bliss overwhelmed her. Her appetites and her arousal were one now. As she fell back into her waking dream she felt her mother's hand on her hair once more. "Yeeeeesss, such a good, good girl you are Charlotte, such a good girl."
End of Chapter 8