SERIAL DICKING

SERIAL DICKING

Penny Anderson awoke to her cell phone ringing. Groggily she grabbed it, flipping the lid.

“Anderson,” she groaned.

“We got another one, Victoria Hotel, room seven fourteen.”

“Aw shit,” she hissed. “I’ll be right there.” She hung up and jumped from the bed and into the bathroom. She stood at the toilet and let go a nice piss as she reached to start the shower.

A half hour later she was pulling up in front to the hotel. Flashing her badge she worked her way through all the cops and crime scene investigators running around. The elevator stank of stale booze and piss. The hotel was well known for its hour nap rates as well as a place for druggies and down and outers to stay.

The ancient elevator finally reached the seventh floor and Penny strode down the hallway, following the loud voices of the investigators.

Entering, the room was a mess. There was cum everywhere, mixed with blood and guts.

Penny tapped Joan, her partner on the shoulder. “Oh, hi. Take a look around,” she said. “But don’t slip on the cum.” Penny nodded and carefully worked her way around the scene.

The dead woman was lying on the bed, her mouth still filled with blood and guts. From experience, Penny knew the coroner would find her pelvic bone broken in two, her insides literally pounded to much or reamed out her mouth by something massive.

This was the third crime in the last six weeks in this small city. Penny was pissed. She and Joan had checked all leads so far. No sex offenders, no recent parolees in the area, no friends or relatives of the victims related to the crime.

The state crime lab had got a DNA profile from the two other crimes that matched the perp. Penny knew this would be the same for this crime. Same M.O., same mess. Even the same type woman. ‘Shame,’ thought Penny. ‘She was attractive.’

“How soon for a report on the scene?” she asked Frank, the head crime scene investigator.

He shrugged. “Dunno. We’ll be here most of the night. Maybe by Wednesday. And it’ll be a preliminary one. There’s a shit load of evidence here.” Penny nodded and carefully walked over to Joan.

“What do you think?”

“Looks like our girl,” Joan said, surveying the sickening scene one more time. “Come on, let’s see if anyone heard anything.” Penny followed her partner out of the room and down the hall.

They walked over to a patrolman who was talking with a pajama clad woman in the hallway.

“Did you hear anything?: Joan asked the older woman.

“Hell ya. God awful sounds.”

“Can you describe these sounds?” Penny asked.

“Screams, mostly. But like painful screams.” Joan eyed Penny and nodded.

“Officer, take her information. We might want to talk with her later.” The women went downstairs. Joan noted a small camera in the corner near the front door, pointing toward the elevators. Dialing her cell phone she called her superior to ask for a court order to get the tape or disk of the recording. She hung up satisfied. The cool air of the night was a pleasant relief from the sickening stuffiness of the crime scene.

“Let’s grab some coffee,” Penny offered and led Joan by the arm to an all night diner down the street.

Even at two a.m., the place was busy. The women found a booth and sat. A waitress was on them immediately, offering menus and pouring the steaming nectar into the mugs on the table.

“You hungry?’ Joan asked Penny. “I mean, after what we saw?”

“Actually I am. I’ll have the number three, scrambled with wheat toast,” Penny said to the waitress.

“I-I don’t want anything but the coffee, thanks.” The waitress walked off.

Joan leaned across the table. “These crimes are creeping me out.”

“Me too. But I’m sure we’ll catch her. She’s getting more sloppy.”

“It’s not the crime per se. It’s just that, well, she’s one of us,” Joan groaned softly.

“Yeah, kinda hard to believe that she’d be involved in this. Look Joan,” Penny said and placed her hand over her partners. “That shouldn’t matter. Just like every religion, creed, color and gender, ours is now fully integrated, for good or for bad.”

Joan slumped back in the hard booth. “I just can’t believe it. I mean, we’re supposed to be the perfect ones.”

“That’s all hype, mostly by the media. Sure we got everything, male and female. But what they don’t talk about is that everyone is different, whether normal or like us.”

“I know. But it’s just so hard to believe.”

The food came and Penny devoured the meal eagerly. Joan sipped her coffee thoughtfully. “Listen, if she’s as big as we think she is, why can’t we find her? I mean, she would be a sensation in our circles.”

Penny looked at her as a thought emerged. “You’re right. We’re not looking in the correct places. I think we need to start hitting the dive bars, the unlicensed strip clubs. You know, those warehouses on the east side.”

“Hey, you got something. Yeah, that’s sounds as good a place to go as any I guess.”

Penny finished her food and wiped her mouth. “Let’s get some shut eye and we’ll start tomorrow evening.”

Joan finished her cup of joe and tossed some bills on the table. Walking back to their cars Penny turned. “You want to come over?”

Shrugging, Joan nodded. “I’ve got enough clothing over at your place to wear something tomorrow.”

Penny led her partner to her apartment.

The sound of the bed bouncing was the only loud noise in the darkened bedroom. Soft grunting and gasping could barely be witnessed by the neighbors. Penny’s twelve thick inches was working Joan’s tight cunt hard, squelching pussy pudding out around the magnificent shaft. Joan’s own slim thirteen inches was seeping pre cum onto her belly steadily.

“I love fucking you,” Penny labored to whisper between thrusts.

Joan just caressed her lover’s head and worked her hips up to meet the thrusts. With a hesitant whine, Joan hit her first cum, sending liberal amounts of snatch sauce around Penny’s plunging pole. The extra lubrication helped Penny to actually fuck harder into her partner.

The feelings were incredible to Joan. Leaning her head back onto the pillow she felt her eyes roll back as another strong orgasm raced through her body, tensing every muscle she had.

“Yeah, squeeze me hard,” Penny panted as she worked her cock through her partner’s snatch sails, bottoming out deep inside Joan’s gut. Again Joan whined, grasping Penny’s arms tightly as she rode her cum to a spot seeing conclusion.

Penny now began to jerk faster and soon deposited a large load of girl goo into her partner and friend. The coming sleep was welcomed and peaceful.

The clock radio clicked on at eight to a news radio station. The whiney voice of Carol Bennett, the morning drive time host, droned on about police inaction as to the third grisly murder. She even complained about the lack of information the police was supplying the press.

“I mean, was it a gun shot? Or beating? Our police chief is a coward in my mind not to tell us all the details. I mean, we could help to find the guy,” Carol reasoned to her microphone and audience.

Penny stirred first, stretching and kissing Joan good morning.

“Turn that bitch off,” Joan groaned, rolling out of the bed. Penny hit the off button and giggled.

“She really gets under your skin, huh?”

“I’d like her to get off that big ass of hers and really do something for this town instead of yap yap yap about the problems. She’s so fucking annoying.”

“Yeah well, most of those commentators are I guess.” Penny stretched and stood.

“Let’s get a shower then some breakfast. I’m famished.”

“You eat like a horse.”

“Yeah, and you feel like one.” The shower went quickly with just a bit of fooling around.

As they entered their office Captain Jackson was waiting for them. “You got anything yet?” he asked in his deep voice.

“Not yet sir. Possible leads we want to follow up on, though,” Joan explained.

“Fine. I’m feeling a lot of pressure from the mayor’s office and I don’t like that. I’m trusting you two to figure this thing out. If you can’t, I need to know right now.”

“We can do it sir,” Penny said genuinely. Jackson nodded and stood.

“Good. I want you to. Good luck. If you need ANYTHING, you talk to me personally.”

“Any news on that court order for the security camera footage?” Penny asked.

“I’ve got a call in to the DA. Hopefully we can get something after lunch.” With that he walked out.

Penny plopped down in her chair and sighed. “I wish we really had something concrete to go on.”

“Hey, sometimes you have to go on guts. We’ll figure it out. Let’s go over some of the details from the other two murders. Maybe we missed something.”

For several long and tedious hours they reread reports and discussed the cases. It didn’t take a genius to figure out a girl with a very HUGE cock did the crime. And they had the DNA profile but no one in AFIS matched the evidence.

“You know, all we have to do is match that DNA to one of the 175,000 people in this city.”

“Assuming it was someone FROM the city. It could be anyone,” Joan said, tossing her pen on the pile of paperwork and rubbing her strained eyes. “Let’s get some coffee.”

It didn’t take long to get the caffeine rush going and they began to plan their adventure that evening. Talking with the vice squad they got a wealth of information as to the illegal clubs, bars and bordellos around town. With their sources they got addresses of the constantly moving clubs.

Using a large city map they worked out their plan. First up, was the illegal club on Oak Street just past 55th Avenue along the railroad tracks.

Working with vice they had back up ready in case of trouble. It was just an old warehouse but these thugs rented all over town selling stolen booze and having fully nude dancers up on stage which in this city was illegal. They got several hundred dollars petty cash and began their trek around town.

With Kevlar vests on under large sweat shirts, they drove over. Flashing a twenty got them inside and to pay for a three drink minimum.

“You realize this is gonna cost us plenty,” Penny said over the booming music. Joan barely heard it as she watched the hotly built and very fake assets on the dancer working the stage. Still, her cock began to thicken and slither down her thigh.

“Now don’t get weird on me. I see that look,” Penny chided.

Joan shot the finger to her partner jokingly. They ordered beers and had all six set on the table, paying the aged topless waitress with a few dollars tip. Flashing a printed picture discreetly she asked the aged woman if she had seen any of the three victims in the image. The older woman shook her head and walked off to another table.

“How long are we gonna stay?” Penny said, leaning across the table. Joan shrugged.

“Let’s just observe a bit.” Both detectives carefully watched the girls on stage and the customers. This went on for about twenty minutes. Finally downing the first beer, Joan and Penny left the establishment.

With Joan driving and their tail not far behind and in radio contact, they drove to another illegal club, this time just a bar/dance place. Again, flashing a twenty got the two attractive detectives inside.

A very young and bubbly waitress sauntered over to them at a stand up table. Again Joan showed the three women in the photograph to her. And again, a shake of the head.

‘Dammit,’ Joan thought. Another thirty minutes and they were out of there.

In the car, Joan was driving. “This is getting us fucking no where,” Penny spat. “And I’m so wet right now.”

“Look, we need to do this. It’ll help us move on in this investigation.”

“Yeah? Well what if that bitch isn’t out tonight? Ever think of THAT?” Penny retorted angrily.

“You’re right. I don’t know. And neither do you. So button it up and deal with it.”

“Fuck you,” Penny mumbled, her frustration getting the better of her.

“I’m not the enemy here Penny,” Joan said, trying to control her rage at her partner.

“Whatever.”

The night ended with nada. Penny felt they wasted their time. Going home alone Joan chalked it up to another difficult case.

The next morning they were back at mapping out their route for the evening. Vice got word of a rage party so Joan thought that could be a good place to go. Penny disagreed. They argued about it before Joan told her partner she was going whether she had Penny with her or not.

‘Bitch,’ Penny thought. “Fine, I’ll hit some of the other clubs while you waste your fucking time going to a teen party.”

The department supplied four cops, two for each detective as back up. Joan made her hair up in two braids, trying to look younger. Paying the forty bucks she got in and was offered every kind of illegal drug. Turning them down she walked among the stupid teens, many so fucked up that they didn’t know where they were. Shaking her head she worked the undulating crowd to the intensely loud heavy metal music. She was looking for any woman that might be hiding a very big cock. Mostly she saw very short skirts or shorts holding only pussy.

Penny went through three different clubs, one actually legal. But didn’t notice any bulging women in any of them. She only got hornier.

The next day was strained. Penny was pissed off with Joan’s decisions. Although Joan was her superior, she felt she had enough experience to put her two cents worth into the mix.

“Listen, we’re not getting anywhere,” she offered.

“Okay. Just where would you like to look?”

“I don’t KNOW! And neither do you.”

Joan wiped her forehead in frustration. “Listen. I’m trying to direct us on an investigation that might turn us toward something so BACK OFF!”

Penny almost pouted as she sat there, waiting for words of wisdom from her partner.

With frustration, Joan left the office and headed to the kitchenette for more coffee. ‘That fucking cunt,’ she thought.

Another round of places to visit that night didn’t make things better. Joan chose the illegal places and Penny went to licensed strip clubs.

As Penny finished her first beer she witnessed a woman enter wearing a flowing skirt that hid anything she might have. She looked like a large woman, full breasts and a spare tire about her belly.

Covertly, Penny called Joan to come over to the legal strip club. Another twenty minutes and her partner was sitting at the table.

With a nod she asked Penny to show her the possible suspect. It was a brunette sitting at a far table in the corner. She had dull brown hair tied into a long ponytail. Her long skirt hid any evidence of a true dick girl. Joan took an extra second to remember the face. After two more dances the duo left the club and drove back to the station to write up their failures so far and to check off the places they’d been to. Then they went home.

The next morning found Joan sitting in front of the computer, staring at the city badge on the desk top. “Do you know who she might be?” asked Penny.

“No idea.” Filtering through the open office door was someone’s desk radio tuned to that damned whiney bitch Carol Bennett.

“God I hate that woman,” Joan growled.

On a whim she went to the news radio website. Surfing through the garbage she got to the hosts. And low and behold she got a picture of Carol Bennett that looked awfully like the dowdy woman they saw in the club.

“Look at this Pen. What do you think?” Joan offered.

“Hey, that sure looks like the woman we saw.”

“I thought so too. Let’s see what she has to say.”

They drove over to the news station downtown. Flashing their badges got them into the elevator and up to the twenty second floor. Staffers of the station were busy on calls, on the computer and gabbing away, all this noise over that grating voice of Carol Bennett trashing her last caller for being a ‘moron’.

Walking up to the receptionist, Joan showed her badge. “Wow, a cop. What can I do you for?”

“When does Ms. Bennett get off the air?”

The receptionist looked over at the wall clock. “She’s off at nine. Another twenty minutes or so. You want me to let her know you’re here?”

“No, we’ll wait,” Penny said. “Mind if we look around?”

“Sure, go ahead. Carol’s office is down the hall, second door on the left.”

The two detectives mosied on down the hall and entered the office. It was small, packed with framed awards and articles written about her. “Geez, she’s full of herself, isn’t she?” Penny murmured.

Photos of the famous and infamous were all over the walls with Carol Bennett’s mugging puss prominently framed up. Joan studied the pictures, looking for any signs of her being a dick girl. Though mostly wearing over large clothing, Joan figured that spare tire about her middle HAD to be her cock. And a BIG cock at that.

Through the speaker system around the office area both women could hear Carol droning on and on about the politicians and police in the city. Joan felt her anger rise as she clenched her fists tightly.

Penny began to open the desk drawers, sifting through all the accumulated junk and paperwork. She found nothing of importance.

After a commercial break, Carol came back on offering her take on the slow progress of the current murder case.

“You want anything to drink?” Penny asked. Joan shushed her and listened.

“If our police were as good as they think they are they’d have this thing sewn up by now. Those poor women deserve to have the case solved. What gets me is all the secrecy. What is so important that the rest of us can’t know? They still haven’t given the press any details on the murders, only saying it was gruesome. We see stuff like this on TV all the time with crime dramas and in the movies. I guess it’s a good thing they weren’t screwed to death or we’d be seeing it all over the internet.”

Joan and Penny stared at each other. “Oh my God,” Penny murmured.

“So I ask the Police and the Mayor to come forward so we can help. That’s what citizenship is all about. Well, the clock on the wall say’s I’m done here. I’ll be back at five in the morning. Talk with you then,” she said as her lousy theme music came up.

“Well, we should ask her a few questions now,” Penny said.

“Yeah. You brought the swab kit?”

Penny pulled out the sealed package. “Good. We’ll see if her citizenship is as good as she thinks it is.”

Two minutes later Carol Bennett entered her office. “So what do I owe the honor?”

Joan strained to smile. “Ms. Bennett, we have a few questions.”

“Oh? About what?” she said casually and sat at her desk.

“The murders of those women you claim we can’t solve,” Joan stated sarcastically.

“I don’t know anything about them. I’ve been TRYING to get you folks involved in solving the case.”

“Well, we’d like you to help out, you know, good citizenship and all that,” Penny retorted.

Sighing, Carol sat back and folded her arms about her large breasts. “What do you want to know?”

“Married?”

“Divorced.”

“Children?” Penny asked.

“What the fuck do CHILDREN have to do with this case?”

“We’re just trying to feel you out, see that your solid is all,” Joan explained. She was enjoying seeing Ms. Bennett uncomfortable.

“You know what?’ Carol said and stood. “I’m lawyering up. You may speak with my solicitor about this. I have nothing to say.” She stormed out of the office.

“Well, that went well,” Penny noted wryly.

“Actually it’s good. She knows something.”

“You think she really is involved?’

“Maybe, maybe not. But asking about her children, if she has any really stung her. There’s something there.”

“She looked scared.”

“I saw that too. Come on, let’s try and get her to talk.”

After finding Carol in the women’s bathroom, they stood outside the stall waiting for the woman to finish her business. After flushing the toilet she exited to be met by the two detectives leaning against the sinks.

“Oh come on. Leave me alone. I’m not talking.”

“It was a simple question really. Do you have children? Why is that such a problem?” asked Penny.

“Because it’s none of your business. Now move,” she said, forcing Penny away from the sink. She washed her hands, grabbing a few paper towels to dry them.

“We can just do the research to get the answers if you wish.”

Fed up she threw the wadded paper towels in the waste basket and turned toward the detectives. “I’ve got a boy and a girl. Okay?”

“Thank you. So you want to tell us why you were so adamant about telling us that?”

Carol’s lip trembled and she covered her face in her hands. Her bawling was annoying just like her voice but the two women felt she needed to get it out. After a minute, Carol washed her face and dried it.

“Let’s go to my office.”

Carol told the detectives about her twenty year old daughter Cherry. She’d gotten into narcotics and was now out on her own, having been thrown out of the house by her mother.

“We saw you at a strip club last night.”

“I’ve been trying to find her. I know she haunts those places. I have her cell number but she never answers my messages.”

With a look to Joan, Penny pulled out the sealed DNA swab kit. “We would like to take a swab of your saliva for test purposes.”

“I told you I didn’t do any of those murders.”

“But maybe Cherry did. And with mitochondrial DNA we might be able to prove or disprove your daughter’s involvement.”

Trembling, Carol nodded slightly. Penny did the swab professionally, putting the cotton swab tip into the sterile plastic holder and pocketing it.

“Thank you for that. Now, we need to know something. Are you a futa?”

“What does THAT have to . . . . oh fuck it. YES.”

“May we see?” Penny asked softly. “We’re like you.”

Standing, Carol lifted her loose blouse, revealing her cock wrapped about her surprisingly fit tummy THREE times, held in with a complicated strap system.

“WOW!” Penny and Joan said in unison.

“And I’m assuming Cherry has . . .” Joan said, indicating with her hand the massive appendage.

“Bigger,” Carol said and sat.

“You’ve been honest with us so far so we’ll be honest with you but this news goes NO further than this office. Deal?” Joan asked.

“Um, sure.”

“The women were literally fucked to death. Their insides were brutalized, dying from internal bleeding or suffocation, the coroner couldn’t really tell.”

“Oh my God,” Carol whispered.

“Though we are like you and your daughter, we haven’t encountered anyone so large. And if Cherry is even bigger than you, we can only reason she MIGHT be the killer.”

“No, Cherry wouldn’t do that. I mean, I know she’s angry and with a bad crowd but she was so sweet as a kid. I tried to raise my kids with strong morals, you know?”

“Let us continue the investigation. We would love to talk to your daughter though.”

“So would I,” Carol half laughed. “She doesn’t call back.”

“Well, let’s come up with something. You have any elderly relatives that might have a little money? You know, leave Cherry a message about said relative dying, leaving her, oh say, a couple thousand? If she’s into drugs, just think what a few thousand could buy her.”

“Yeah, my aunt Helga. She’s ninety seven and married well. Okay, I guess I could do it.”

“But don’t ask her to meet you at home. Make it a public place. And we’ll be there to talk with her.”

So the detectives witnessed the call. Getting Carol’s information and satisfied, they drove back to the station, dropping the swab collected from Carol in the lab. Captain Jackson corralled them and showed the overused VHS tape of the security camera. There was a lot of noise but the women agreed it wasn’t Carol.

“Could be Cherry though,” Penny offered.

“Maybe. Let’s wait for the DNA test.”

They gave their report to their captain about what they knew so far. After listening, he thought they should talk with the narc unit.

Detectives Ben Kroger and Neil Sampson listened and went over their notes. “The only dealer we know to have a large network is Keith LaVoie. He’s got girls all over town working for him.
“Have you ever heard of Cherry Bennett?”

“No, doesn’t ring a bell,” Ben said.

“What a minute. Yeah, that girl we picked up last week, Susan something. She mentioned a Cherry. Don’t know if it’s the same one though,” Keith stated.

“She still in custody?” asked Penny.

“Yeah, downtown. She’s got a rap sheet a mile long. Prostitution, drugs, petty theft. The girl is only twenty and she’s seeing at LEAST fifteen in prison.”

“Can you give us her arrest record?”

In the interview room of the state of the art city prison, Susan Sellers sat mute as Penny and Joan asked about Cherry.

Susan wasn’t saying anything. She sat there making like she was interested in the construction of the room.

“Susan, we need to know if the Cherry you know is Cherry Bennett.”

“Why?” Susan asked haughtily. Surprised to get any word from the young woman they smiled at each other.

“We think she murdered someone.”

“Oh.”

“Oh?” asked Penny. “That’s all you can say?”

“Look, it comes with the business. You fuck up a deal or don’t pay what you owe, Cherry visits.”

Awed, Joan cleared her throat and leaned forward. “So she is an enforcer?”

Susan laughed out loud. “No you shit heads, she fucks them to death. They’re losers. Worthless shits that don’t pay for their junk. Who cares anyway?”

“We do. What ever those women were they didn’t deserve to be killed in such a gruesome way.”

Susan snorted. “I’m sure they enjoyed it for a while.”

Shaken to the core, Penny slid over a pack of cigarettes for the info and they both left.

Outside, the women each breathed deeply of the fresh air. “Wow. I can’t believe how cold she was.”

Joan called Captain Jackson with her update and asking for help with the narc squad to help find Cherry and the vicious group.

Penny called Carol and asked about Cherry calling. Grabbing Joan excitedly she listened carefully. “Yeah, I got it. We’ll see you soon.”

“What is it?” Joan asked.

“Cherry called back. She wants the money. They’re meeting up at Gene’s Sandwich shop on Denning and Main.”

“Wow. Let’s get some money from the station.” Racing through traffic, Penny was on the phone again with Captain Jackson, letting him know about what was happening and about the money. He agreed that Cherry would be suspicious if she didn’t see anything. He okayed the petty cash outlay. He also got several officers driving over in unmarked cars to the sandwich shop.

After rushing into the station and grabbing the money they were handed the print out from the lab. The DNA matched the crime scenes!

“YEAH!” Penny whooped as they raced back to their car.

Joan drove like a mad woman weaving in and out of city traffic, working their way to the meeting. Penny was on the phone making sure Carol got there early so they could give her the money.

Arriving an hour early, Carol and the detectives had a pow wow. Handing the cash over, they instructed her what to do, making sure not to anger Cherry. Joan made sure that they didn’t let Carol know about the DNA results yet.

With video cameras working from several locations, the meeting started. The decision was made from the top NOT to put a wire on Carol. Cherry was an experienced killer and would know to look. Though the meeting went quickly, the cops were on Cherry when she exited the eatery.

“Fuck off,” she said struggling. Joan and Penny were on her just as quickly. Snapping cuffs on the squirming girl they were met by several patrol cars as well as their back ups.

“Cherry Bennett, you are under arrest for the murders of Jenny Larder, Heidi Schroeder and Velma Timmons. You have the right to remain silent . . . . . . . “

Captain Jackson arrived and had a quick word with the two detectives. “So, this is Cherry?”

“Yeah. And that is Carol.” Carol walked over, her head hung in embarrassment.

“You realize that I’m going to fight this with everything I have.”

“That is your right under the constitution. She’ll get whatever defense she chooses, whether a PD or your own attorney,” Jackson instructed.

“There’s no way you can keep this under wraps?” Carol asked softly.

“It’ll be a public trial ma’am. I have no way to do that.”

Carol looked at the two women detectives with a pained look, turned and walked away.

After Carol drove away the mob of police turned in unison to the noise coming from the patrol car Cherry was sitting in. First the rear window was smashed open, a huge thick girl cock whipping back into the car. Next, the roof began to dent up as the raging girl used her massive dick as a battering ram. The thin steel began to tent up as Cherry kept using her hips to force her deadly pile driver up, actually causing a tear in the metal.

With the patrol car rocking violently, Cherry tried to get away any way she could. The back door windows were now smashed open on each side, the steel screen between the front and back seat buckled.

“Tazer her ass,” Jackson ordered. Two cops approached the car from each side, each with a charged weapon ready. Popping the lock from the front, the patrolmen wrenched the back doors open and shot Cherry, the needles entering her body, sending a combined 100,000 volts of painful energy into her now writhing body.

“Aaaarrrrggggghhhh,” Cherry gurgles as her body spasmed and fell longwise on the bench seat.

“Get a wagon here, right now,” Jackson yelled. “And shackle her feet. We’ve got to watch her until we can get her secured in a maximum security cell.”

Joan and Penny watched as the stunned girl allowed the two cops work to hog tie her. The girl’s cock was truly massive. Joan gulped at seeing it’s raw power and sheer size.

“Well, good work you two. I need you to write up your report then you can take the rest of the day off. We still have some interviewing to do and I want you there.”

“Yes sir,” Penny answered, her partner’s mouth dry as dirt.

“OH MY FUCKING GAAAWWWWDDD,” Penny screamed as Joan plowed her hardened cock into her partner’s body mercilessly. With all the pent up lust and anger, Joan really put it to that pussy. And Penny was LOVING it.

Dumping her load inside Penny with a house rattling scream, Joan rolled off and panted next to the almost catatonic woman.

“Can you believe we did it?”

Penny didn’t answer so Joan got up on an elbow and looked down. Penny’s eyes were wide and her breathing labored.

“You were thinking about Cherry’s cock, weren’t you.”

Penny giggled. “It was so BIG,” she gushed and gasped.

“Well, five feet of fuck flesh is definitely in the big category. I just couldn’t believe she used her cock to try and get away. That thing is dangerous.”

“She was thirteen inches THICK! God what those poor victims went through.”

“Yeah, pretty bad, I’m sure,” Joan said lying back down. “That erection of hers was pretty deadly.”

“Joan?”

“Yeah?”

“You think there are others out there like her?”

“Dunno. Probably. Why?”

Penny strained to get on an elbow and looked down at her partner’s glowing face. “I love you.”

Joan smiled, pulled Penny’s mouth down to hers and returned her love in a long and sensual kiss.

Awakened by the clock radio, Joan heard a news woman announce the arrest of Cherry.

“City police have arrested Cherry Bennett, the daughter of Carol Bennett, syndicated controversial commentator, for the three grisly murders starting six weeks ago. The alleged suspect was denied bail because of arguments from the district attorney’s office offering evidence of the suspect becoming a flight risk.”

Later that day, Joan and Penny, assistant DA Susan Fierro and Captain Jackson sat across from a heavy steel table with Cherry wrapped in a straight jacket and four officers standing behind her, pepper spray at the ready.

“Now, if you play ball and give us the rest of the gang, I have authority to offer you a deal.”

Cherry stared at each of them coldly, saying nothing.

“Right now, if we go to trial, you are looking at a life sentence with no parole,” Susan stated. “If you cooperate, I can promise fifteen years and out in seven.”

Cherry’s eyes narrowed. Joan knew the girl was thinking hard. Looking over at her Captain she turned back to the bound girl.

“Cherry, we want to help but you have to help us. Why hold out? Just what did your boss do that was so great?”

“Was it the drugs?” asked Penny.

“We can help you get off that junk, help turn your life around,” Joan said sincerely.

“And I can get you into the witness protection program if you are fearful of retaliation.”

A full minute passed before Cherry leaned forward. Everyone tensed. “What do you want to know?”

With Carol Bennett now praising the police for doing their job and nabbing a huge drug gang working in the city and around the state, she still felt bad about her daughter’s involvement.

Though not defending her own child’s behavior, she did begin to work hard to get kids off drugs. From a mouthy whiner to a fervent volunteer in the various anti drug groups actually made Carol bearable to listen too on the radio.

So when Joan and Penny, now living together woke up, their whole day seemed to go better, their attitudes on a higher plane. Life was certainly good for them right now.

Black Box

by Honey Moon

Copyright© 2002 to Honey Moon

The guard grinned, as he looked at the sexy redhead. "I'm sorry Miss, I can't let you through without a pass. Besides, the lab is closed for the evening."

"Who said I wanted to go in there?" she said in a sexy whisper. "I was just thinking how lonely you must be, sitting in that booth all night." The woman leaned closer to the bulletproof glass, and unzipped her tight leather jacket, just a little. The guard's eyes grew large, when he saw that she wore nothing beneath it. She winked at him, and ran her index finger slowly around her firm nipple. "It could be, that you may convince me to spend a little time with you."

The guard reached for his microphone, with trembling fingers. "How much?" he managed to whisper hoarsely.

"Why don't you let me in, I'm sure we can reach an agreement." he jumped up, and quickly unlocked the booth.

"What's your name, sexy?" he asked, as he locked the door behind her.

"Samantha, but you can call me Sammy." Sammy took him in her arms, and kissed him. "What would you like me to do, sweetheart?"

"Could I, could I fuck you?" the handsome young guard asked sheepishly.

Sammy gave his growing bulge a playful squeeze. "You can for a hundred dollars, honey." Sammy watched his eyes, as he struggled to decide. She slipped her hand along his trim, muscular leg. "I'll tell you what, tiger. You give me sixty, and I'll let you have this." Sammy slowly eased up her black miniskirt, and smiled as the guard gasped. She could see his resistance melt away, as he stared at the bare lips of her neatly shaved pussy. She rubbed her body against him, and whispered in his ear. "Remember, if I do a good job, I'll expect at least a forty dollar tip." The guard thrust sixty dollars into her hand, and she stuffed it into her jacket pocket. "Will anyone interrupt us?" she asked as she undid his belt.

"No way, Sammy!" he gasped, as his slacks dropped around his ankles. "My relief isn't due for two hours!"

"Good!" she exclaimed, as she sank to her knees. "My, you are a big boy! I better get you nice and wet, before you ram that monster into me!" Sammy wasn't kidding. Sometimes she just loved her job. You never knew when you'd run into something like this! She opened her mouth wide, and took the swollen head between her lips. Sammy ran her tongue all around the head, delighted at the way he squirmed.

He looked down at her, marveling at his incredible luck. "Oh shit, Sammy, that's fantastic!" he gasped. "I, I hope you don't mind me saying this, but you look too good for a, um, hooker."

Sammy gave him a few more licks, and then stood up. "That's so sweet of you, baby! I'll tell you a little secret. I wouldn't do this, if I didn't love my work!" she pushed him back a little, and sat on his stool. The redhead leaned back, and put one long, shapely leg up on the counter. "You're cute, baby. If you give me an orgasm, I'll consider that to be my tip!" the guard grinned, and stepped forward. He rubbed his huge cock against her damp lips, and slowly eased the head into her willing body. "Oh shit, that's big!" she gasped, as she threw her arms around him. "Ram it into me! Fuck me hard!" the guard was happy to obey, and slammed into her.

"Oh God, you're so tight!" he stammered, as he rested against her trembling body.

"Don't stop! Just fuck me!" she yelled. She pulled him hard against her, moaning, as he took a hard nipple between his lips. "That's it, baby, suck me, bit them just a little!" he did, and she cried out, as the pain interwove with her pleasure. Sammy could barely think, as his huge member moved within her. She didn't care about any tip... She was so hot; she just wanted to release herself with him! "Oh baby! I'm gonna do it! Cum in me! Squirt into me, please!" she didn't need to beg. He rammed into her one last time, and his body went rigid. Sammy screamed, as his thick seed pulsed into her, sending her over the edge. As her breathing slowed nearly back to normal, she looked up at his smiling face. "That was wonderful, lover!" she ran her hand gently against his neck. "I'm sorry about this!" with a practiced movement, she pressed her thumb against the ring on her index finger, and jabbed the emerging needle into his carotid artery. His eyes rolled back, as he slumped against her. Sammy scooted back, letting his penis pull out of her, with a wet plop. "Sleep well, baby. Sorry about the hangover!" she left a bottle of aspirin on the counter; he was going to need it in about an hour. Sammy zipped her jacket, and straightened her skirt. She looked around for a napkin, or some tissues, but couldn't find anything to wipe up the warm liquid slowly making its way down her leg. What the hell, it felt kind of sexy, anyway. She lifted her arm, and spoke softly into her sleeve. "I got the keys, come on up!" a pair of headlights flashed, and in moments, a small red sports car pulled up. It stopped, and Sammy jumped in.

"Fuck, Sammy! You're crazy! You didn't have to really do it!" whispered the pretty blond behind the wheel. "I had to listen the whole time too! Why did you keep transmitting?"

"Poor little Lisa had to listen to me getting fucked." Sammy grabbed her partner's hand, and sniffed the fingers. She chuckled, and clicked on the car's interior lights for just a second. It was long enough to see the wet patch, darkening the tight jeans between Lisa's legs. Sammy giggled, as Lisa blushed. "You naughty girl, you were doing more then just listening, weren't you? I bet your glasses all fogged up! Next time, you can fuck the guard!"

Lisa slid her hand up under Sammy's skirt, teasing her lover's throbbing clit. She let just her index finger slip between silky lips, into the warm wetness within. "To hell with the guard, wait until I get you home!" the two woman took time for a loving kiss. "We better get The Black Box, before that guy wakes up!" Lisa slowly withdrew her hand, and was about to lick her fingers, when she looked at the shining fluid coating them. "Ew, that's his semen! Why didn't you make him use a condom?" Sammy laughed; grabbed Lisa's hand and licked the unconscious guard's seed from her fingers. "That's disgusting! What if you catch a disease?"

"Don't be such a baby. I read his personnel file. He aced his company physical just last week." Sammy grinned wickedly. "You know, when I get my share of the money, I'm buying a strap on dildo, and fucking you silly with it! You have to admit, a twenty-five year old virgin is kind of weird."

Lisa grinned sheepishly and then headed the car up the long driveway, to the Biodyne Corporation's main research facility. The women used the guard's passkey to enter the building. They split up, as planned. Lisa went to the computer room, and wiped the security files clean. Then she transferred all records of project Black Box to her laptop, before inputting a powerful virus into the system. "Sammy, I'm finished." She whispered into her transmitter. "Need any help?"

"Nope, I'm just about done!" Sammy placed a suction cup just over the dial on the large vault door. She spun the dial a few times, and checked the numbers on the small hand held computer. "Bingo!" working quickly, the redhead entered the combination, and pulled open the heavy door. "Black Box is in a black box!" she giggled, as she grabbed the large metal container.

Lisa met her in the corridor. "How original!" she laughed, as she looked at the mat black finish on the box. The two made a fast check of the rest of the building. When they were sure it was clear, they planted several small, but powerful, bombs in the lab itself. Back in the car, Sammy eagerly grabbed the detonator. "Hey, I wanted to blow it!" Lisa giggled, as her lover pressed the glowing red button. She watched Sammy's eyes, as the building went up in flames. "Damn girl, you get off on that, don't you?"

Sammy dropped the detonator, and grabbed her friend. "So much power!" she whispered, before they kissed, tongues warmly joining.

Lisa pulled back. "We better go, love. Your sleeping beauty should wake any time!" she drove past the guard shack. They could see "Sleeping Beauty" just beginning to stir.

"I feel a little sorry for the poor guy." Sammy said sadly. "I bet he loses his job over this!"

"You think?" Lisa laughed. "His bosses just lost their newest product, all the data on it, and the only lab in the country capable of replicating the work. If sleeping beauty is smart, he'll keep his mouth shut about his little 'Party'!"

"Don't be jealous, Lisa." Sammy said, kissing her lover's cheek. "That was just for fun, you know I'll always be yours!"

Lisa calmed down. "I know, it's just, sometimes I wish you could do that for me too!"

Sammy smiled. "I thought you didn't like guys, Lisa?"

Lisa blushed. "I don't, most of the time, but you seem to like getting fucked like that. I just wish you could show me what it's like, is all.

"I think I better start shopping for that dildo!"

Lisa giggled. "Sure, a six million dollar dildo, right?"

Sammy looked the box over. "How's about a quick peek? You wanna see what six million dollars looks like?"

"Why not? We may as well know what we have to sell."

Sammy fiddled with the catches on the box, and slowly opened the lid. "It's beautiful!" she whispered, as she carefully took out one of the six shining glass vials. The redhead held the tube up, and wondered at the cool blue light filling the car. "It looks like it's full of stars!" she exclaimed. Lisa couldn't help it, and turned to look, just as a taxi ran a red light! "Look out! Sammy screamed. Thankfully, Lisa missed the cab, but the streetlight wasn't so lucky.

"Sammy, are you ok?" Lisa yelled, as she batted the airbag out of her face. She could see a look of horror in Sammy's eyes.

"I, I broke the vial, and it cut me!" the frightened redhead mumbled, as she stared at her hand. Glowing blue liquid covered her palm. None of it was running off, as you would expect. As the two watched, the fluid seeped into Sammy's cut hand, with incredible speed. A faint glow was traveling up the veins of her arm! "Oh God! Oh God! What do I do?" she said frantically.

"Calm down!" Lisa said nearly in panic herself. "I'll get you to the hospital!" Trying to keep calm herself, she carefully placed the broken glass back into the case.

"Are you crazy! We'll get busted!" Sammy caught her breath, she couldn't believe what she was seeing now. "The cut, it's healing!" It was true. The gash in her hand, went from a nasty cut needing several stitches, to pink healthy scar tissue, in seconds. As the lovers watched, the scar faded to nothing!

Lisa frantically scanned her computer files. "I don't think you're in any danger. The nano-bots seem to be functioning normally." Lisa looked around the deserted street. "The taxi took off. I think we should too. Let me get you back to the hotel, at least!" Lisa hustled her friend through the lobby, and got her into the elevator. "The nano-bots were programmed to correct bodily damage, right?" Sammy just nodded, still staring at her healthy hand. "You'll be fine! I bet you never get sick again!"

"I, I guess your right!" Sammy's eyes grew large, and she grabbed her lover, and held her tight. "Something's happening!" she whispered, as she started to tear at Lisa's clothes. "I feel so hot! I need you right now!"

"Slow down!" Lisa whispered, as she tried to hold Sammy off. "Wait until we get to the room!" Lisa held Sammy's hands firmly, as the two hurried to their room. The door hardly finished closing, when Sammy tore open Lisa's blouse. "What's wrong with you, Sammy!" Lisa gasped, as the redhead dragged her to the bed. "Slow down!"

"I can't" Sammy whimpered, as she ripped off her skirt and jacket. "I need you so badly Lisa! If I don't do it now, I'll die!" Sammy shoved her lover roughly to the bed, and forced her legs apart. Lisa gasped, as Sammy attacked her like she never did before. Sammy's tongue seemed to have a mind of it's own. Lisa never felt anything like it! It wasn't long before she lost herself, and grabbed Sammy's head, trying to urge that probing tongue ever deeper. "Fuck me! Fuck me with your tongue!" the blond screamed, as her body shook uncontrollably.

Sammy looked at her lover, face shining with her fluids. "I wish I could fuck you with a cock!" Before she could go back to her delightful feasting, Sammy groaned, and grabbed her flat stomach. "Oh god, something's wrong!" she cried out, as she slid to the floor. "I feel like something's trying to get out of me!"

Lisa was off the bed in a flash, and at her lover's side. "Sammy, Sammy, can you hear me?" Sammy just moaned. Lisa pulled the hands away from her lover's tummy, and was shocked to see an angry red blister growing, just over the visibly throbbing clit. The blister grew and grew. When it was nearly three inches across, it burst! Sammy moaned in relief and finally sat up.

"Thank god, it was starting to hurt there, for a minute!" Lisa just stared, and pointed with a trembling finger. "What's wrong?" Sammy looked down, and her heart skipped a beat... The blister had completely torn away, revealing a rather large penis! A penis that was growing bigger by the second! "Why is it circumcised?" was all she could think to ask, as she watched it quiver and grow. The frightened girl gingerly touched the shaft, and her whole body shuddered. "Holy shit! I felt that!"

"Your mind must be programming the nano-bots." Lisa said quietly. "You said you wanted to fuck me with a cock."

Sammy grinned at her lover, and moving fast, pinned her to the floor. "I did, didn't I?"

"Sammy, slow down!" Lisa gasped. "You know I never fucked a guy before!"

"But you aren't going too, are you?" Sammy whispered, as she moved over Lisa's body.

Lisa could have resisted, if she wanted to. She and Sammy had been partners for three years, and lovers for two. She could feel her body responding, even before she relaxed, and spread her legs, invitingly... She smiled. "I love you, Samantha. I want you to be my first!"

Sammy paused, and looked into Lisa's eyes. "Are you sure, sweetness? I, I could stop, I think."

"Fuck me, dummy! Before I change my mind!" Lisa closed her eyes, as Sammy pushed the swollen head of her cock into her. She gasped, when she felt it reach her hymen. Lisa surprised herself, by grabbing Sammy's bottom, urging her to take what was now hers, and hers alone. Lisa cried out, as her virginity was left behind.

"Oh Lisa, are you hurt?" Sammy looked at her lover, eyes showing her concern.

"No, it's better now." Lisa smiled bravely. Her eyes opened wide. "It is better!" The two women didn't realize at the time, but the nano- bots were very meticulous machines. With incredible speed, they reshaped Sammy's penis, to conform to the exact size and shape of the surroundings. In other words, a perfect fit for Lisa's body. Sammy started slowly, and Lisa forgot any pain, as pleasure she never expected to feel, washed over her trembling body.

"Lisa, you feel so hot inside!" Sammy managed to gasp, as she thrust madly into her lover. She nearly went out of her mind, as a strange feeling of pressure seemed to fill her. "Oh God, I think I'm gonna cum!" Lisa started to moan, and tremble beneath her, when Sammy arched her back, thrust in one last time, and started to spurt deep into her lover's belly.

"It's so hot!" Lisa screamed mindlessly as Sammy's seed filled her. Then her orgasm took her, and she could only hold Samantha tight, as millions of nano-bots filled her, penetrating the lining of her uterus, entering her blood stream. The too lovers, laid in each others arms, catching their breath, feeling the comfort of each other's bodies. "Where are my glasses?" Lisa finally asked. "I want to take another look at your new addition."

Sammy looked puzzled. "You never took them off."

Lisa took off her glasses, put them back on, and then took them off again. Laughing, and crying tears of joy, she threw them across the room. "I can see perfectly now!" She grabbed Sammy, and kissed her. "You pumped me full of nano-bots! They refocused my eyes! I don't need those stupid things anymore!"

Sammy hugged Lisa. She looked down at her still erect penis. "Lisa, could you, um, suck it, just a little?"

Lisa ran her fingers along the hard shaft, bent, and then shook her head. "I'm so sorry, I just can't!" she felt like crying. "Please don't be mad at me."

Sammy hugged her friend tight. "You already gave me the best gift I ever received. How could I be mad at you?" hugs led to kissing, and that led to Lisa's second time with Sammy's cock slamming into her.

Later that night, Lisa lay awake as Sammy slept. She felt terrible over her refusing to try oral sex with Sammy's new 'condition'. "Maybe, if I had a cock too, Sammy could show me what to do." Lisa tried a little experiment. She closed her eyes, and pictured herself with a cock, just like Sammy's. Deep in her middle, she felt a growing feeling of pressure. Just when it started to turn into a sharp pain, a sudden coolness settled on her. "Oh shit!" she murmured. "It worked!" her new penis lay soft against her tummy. Lisa gently grasped it, and gave a little squeeze. "Oh my, that does feel kind of nice!" she slid her fingers along the shaft, and watched as it grew erect. A mad thought filled her mind. If she practiced on herself, she could surprise Sammy with a blowjob in the morning! Once more, she closed her eyes. Lisa concentrated on an image of herself, with a truly gigantic penis. She opened her eyes, when something bumped her chin. Somehow, the nano-bots must have been confused. It looked just like a horse's cock. Lisa giggled, thinking of the time she watched her uncle's horses on his stud ranch. "I guess this will work. Those were the only real cocks I ever saw, after all!" It took the nervous girl nearly an hour to work herself up to giving the wide, flaring head a little lick. It felt fantastic! Drops of clear liquid started seeping from the large pee hole. She lapped them up. They tasted rather salty, but not too bad. She grew more daring with each lick. Finally, Lisa opened her mouth wide, and managed to stuff the thick head in. She moaned, as she hugged the hard shaft between her firm breasts. The feeling was so intense! Lisa began using both hands to jerk herself, while her tongue swirled over the throbbing cock. She felt an odd swelling at the base of her penis. Now she was growing testicles! Testicles that were bigger then her fists! Lisa panicked and tried to get the dick out of her mouth. It had grown even bigger, and was wedged in tight! The frightened woman tried to hold very still. If she had an orgasm, she might actually drown herself! It was a losing battle. Somehow, her predicament was arousing her even more. Her own mouth felt so warm, and inviting!

"Oh shit! Lisa, what did you do?" Sammy sat up, and switched on the lights. "Fuck, that looks so nasty, like some kind of Hentai anime artwork!" Sammy ran her hands over the throbbing horse cock. Lisa's eyes opened wide, as she groaned. Sammy leaned lower, and licked her scrotum. Lisa shivered, and felt her testicles growing heavier, filling with sperm. She tried to hold back, sweat breaking on her brow, as Sammy gently massaged the fantastic length of her shaft. "This is so hot, Lisa. I bet you cum a gallon!" Sammy gasped, as she moved over her friend, and worked her own erection into the tight little opening of Lisa's pussy. Sammy slowly fucked Lisa, as she continued to lick and stroke the giant penis. Lisa was losing control, she couldn't hold back! She felt the huge testicles contract, and force their load up the shaft. Thankfully, her ejaculation was so forceful, the cock blasted free of her mouth. Wave after wave of semen drenched the two lovers faces, as the huge cock acted much like an unleashed fire hose. Sammy cried out, and joined Lisa, shooting her own considerable load deep into the trembling woman. "Oh shit, how are we going to explain this?" Sammy looked up, at the semen running down the wall, covering the bed, and even dripping from the ceiling.

Lisa grinned weakly. "At least we registered under fake names." She sighed as her cock slowly shrank. In moments she was back to normal. "Hey, why doesn't yours go away?"

Sammy blushed, as she got off of the soggy bed, and paced back and forth across the room. Lisa was mesmerized by the way the still hard penis bounced and swayed. "I kind of like it. I want to keep it!" the blushing woman suddenly exclaimed. She continued in a softer voice. "If you don't mind, that is."

Lisa joined her lover, and kissed her. "Of course you can keep it, silly!" She knelt before Sammy. The pretty blond gently grasped her lover's cock, and gave it a little squeeze. "I think I could get used to this!" she giggled, and took the head in her mouth. Somehow, sucking Sammy's dick didn't seem so terrible anymore. In fact, Lisa was rather eager to see if she could taste a difference.

"That's good, girl!" Sammy moaned. The sight of Lisa, face dripping with her own sperm, was really turning her on! "Do, do you want it to get bigger?" she asked, nearly begging for the chance.

Lisa pulled back, for just a moment. "Do you think that's safe?"

"Why not? Your nano-bots should be able to keep up with mine." Sammy wasn't that sure, but the thought was turning her on more and more. She wasn't exactly thinking with her head anymore, anyway.

"Be gentle, lover." Lisa took the head, once more into her mouth, this time, slowly easing forward, until it just entered her throat.

Sammy pictured her penis lengthening, and growing thicker. "Oh god! Your throat is so tight!" she cried, as her cock inched ever deeper. Lisa gagged for a moment, but the feeling passed swiftly. When Sammy started to slowly thrust into her, Lisa put her hand to her throat. It was amazing, the way thick shaft of her lover was moving up and down, just under her skin! She could feel it, curving deeply inside her now. The head was nearly to her stomach! Lisa concentrated. Two could play at this game! "Yes!" Sammy cried, as the nano-bots changed the structure of her girlfriend's esophagus. The tight muscular tube started a rhythmic contraction, gripping, and massaging the throbbing erection. "I love you Lisa! I, I think it's gonna shoot again!" Lisa only moaned, something spectacular was happening to her now. The nano-bots, on their own, had rewired the nerves of her uvula. The soft, fleshy flap, over the back of her tongue, had turned into a rather large, firm clitoris! The friction of the hard shaft was just too much. Lisa trembled, as her throat started to spasm. She hugged Sammy's legs tight, forcing the cock deeper still. Lisa's climax took her. She never even touched her own body, but fluid actually spurted from her vagina! Sammy groaned, and spurted herself, pumping her seed directly into her lover's stomach.

The two lovers separated. "I feel all warm inside, like I just drank a really fine brandy." Lisa whispered dreamily, as she watched the giant penis slowly return to more human proportions. The two lovers went back to bed, and soon fell into a deep sleep. They spooned snugly against each other, and didn't even mind the sticky wetness of the ruined sheets.

The next morning, Sammy attempted to clean the walls, but with little affect. Lisa rolled the sheets into a big ball, and wrapped them into the stained blanket. After a long shower together, where they played more then washed, Sammy just happened to look out the window. "Oh fuck! Lisa, look at this!" Three black sedans pulled up. There was no mistaking the cheap suits, and crew cuts, of the men who emerged from them.

"Damn! How in hell did the feds track us here? Oh no!" Lisa ran to the black metal case that contained Black Box, and quickly opened the lid. She felt all around the lining, and managed to get a nail under the corner. With a tug, she tore it up. "A homing beacon! We better move!"

Sammy was one step ahead of her. She grabbed her overnight bag, and dumped it on the floor. "Here, this is about the right size!" she tossed it to Lisa, who carefully removed the foam rubber cutout, vials, broken glass, and all, and placed them in the bag. They dressed fast, in tee shirts, and cut-offs. With goofy straw hats, and cheap cameras hanging around their necks, they looked like any two young women doing the tourist thing. Laughing and joking, they took the elevator to the lobby. Sammy actually bumped into one of the agents. "Hi mister!" she said cheerfully. "Could you direct us to the zoo?"

"Sure ma'am. Turn right, just as you leave the lobby, walk down three blocks, and turn left. One more block, and you'll be at the main entrance."

"Thanks Mister!" Sammy grabbed her camera, and took his picture.

Forcing themselves to walk slowly, they went the three blocks. As soon as they made the first turn, Lisa hailed a cab. Once moving, she pulled her laptop out of her backpack. "Somehow, I don't think these nano-bots were intended solely for medical purposes!" She scanned her files. "Damn! I wish I was home, with the big computer!" she suddenly smiled. "Watch this!" she took out a USB cable, and stared at the connection.

"You're kidding, right?" Sammy asked, as Lisa pulled back her hair, and plugged the cable into the socket that had formed, just over her left ear.

"The human brain is the best computer ever created. I'll just have to use it a new way." Lisa closed her eyes. "This is fantastic! It's like I have total recall, and I'm remembering the files!" She was silent for a few seconds. "Oh shit, we can't let anyone get this stuff! There are plans here, to take over the world! Create a race of super-humans!"

"What will we do with this goop?" Sammy gingerly placed the bag on the seat between them. "We can't risk getting caught with it!"

"Call me crazy, but I just thought of the best way to store the excess nano-bots!" Lisa giggled.

"Ok, crazy, where?"

Lisa playfully ran her fingers over Sammy's firm breasts. "Right in here! All we have to do is drink the rest, and think about them filling our breasts. If the nano-bots know to go there, until needed, we won't have to worry about contaminating the world every time we pee!" she handed two of the large vials to Sammy. "You already had one, remember?" the girls hurried, and drank the glowing blue fluid. Lisa's eyes grew large. "My breasts are getting bigger! It must be working!" she looked down, rather proudly at her now straining tee shirt.

"Fuck!" Sammy groaned. "That's fine for you! I'm wearing a bra, the damn thing is killing me now!" she whipped of her shirt, removed the constricting garment, and pulled the shirt back on, in record speed. Even so, the cabbie must have seen. The cab lurched, and horns blared. "Hey, what about the glass? It must be crawling with nano-bots!"

Lisa grinned, and picked up the broken pieces, that had first infected Sammy. "Down the hatch!" with a smile, she carefully chewed up the shiny shard. She giggled at Sammy's stunned look. "The nano- bots use any raw materials. Remember, this can't hurt you."

Sammy hesitated, and then picked up a vial. "I am not chewing this!" she tilted her head back, and slowly pushed the long tube down her throat. "Oh my god! I just thought of something!" she shouted, just as Lisa ate the last vial. "You unloaded all over the hotel room! What if someone gets contaminated?"

Lisa blushed. "Don't worry. I didn't want to lose any nano-bots. If anyone checks, they'll find only human sperm." She thought for a moment. "Well, maybe horse sperm. I'm not sure."

"Ladies, we're here!" the cabbie called back to them. "The rides on me. Seeing your tits was worth it, sexy!" the old guy said with a grin.

They thanked him, and hurried up the steps to the public library. "I have to get online." Lisa explained, as she sat before a public terminal. "I want to see if I can get into Biodyne's email accounts. We have to know what their next move will be!" Lisa looked around, made sure nobody was watching, and plugged herself directly into the library computer. She closed her eyes, and let her mind surf the net. "Great! They haven't changed the clearance codes or encryptions since I broke in last month!" Lisa was still a little smug over the way she cracked them, and discovered project Black Box.

Sammy wasn't listening. She willed herself to grow a connection like Lisa's, and plugged into another computer. She let her mind surf, but wasn't looking for top-secret information. With the speed of thought, and the library's new cable modems, she hit one adult site after another. "Oh wow! Lisa, this is so cool!" she whispered, as she slowly unzipped her cutoffs.

Lisa looked up, and was shocked to see her friend stroking her new penis, right in public! "What are you doing?" she hissed. "I just found out that the CEO of Biodyne ordered a hit on us, and you're masturbating in the library!"

Sammy had her eyes tightly shut, and a crazy grin on her face. "Just a few minutes more! Tell me if anyone comes over!"

"You are insane!" Lisa gasped, but it looked so incredibly hot, the way Sammy gently rubbed her cock.

Sammy gripped her penis harder. "Holy shit!" she moaned. "I just downloaded a movie of a woman fucking a horse!" Sammy's body started to tremble and shake. "Oh yeah! It's cumming in her! It's spurting out all over!" she said huskily. Lisa was scared Sammy would forget herself, and flood the library with millions of the microscopic nano-bots. She did the only thing she could think of. Diving under the computer desk, she clamped her lips over the throbbing head of the now jerking cock. It was a near thing. Huge amounts of hot thick cream blasted down her throat, as she swallowed as fast as she could.

"Oh wow, that was great!" Sammy sighed, as she opened her eyes. She winked at her lover, who was still busy swallowing the last of the massive load. "You didn't have to worry. That's pure human sperm in your mouth. I'm not that crazy!"

"So you like horse fuck movies, huh?" Lisa whispered. "Come on! We need to find a new place to hole up tonight, and I have a little surprise for you!"

They took a cab to a cheap little motel, on the edge of the airport. As soon as they locked the door to the room, Sammy grabbed her lover. "Come on, Lisa! What's my surprise?"

Lisa was breathing hard, and a suspicious lump was growing in the front of her shorts. "Wanna go bare back riding, cowgirl?" Sammy watched in awe, as the lump started to spread up the tight tee shirt. She clapped her hands like a child, when the flaring head of a horse dick, peeked out of the shirt's collar. "Oh fuck, I forgot!" Lisa gasped. "Help! Get them off of me!" her huge testicles were forming. The panting girl started to squirm. Suddenly the shorts were painfully tight!

Sammy was glad to help. She carefully eased down the zipper, and tugged the tight cloth down. "Look at that!" she giggled. Lisa's best panties couldn't take the load, and ripped right off of her!

Lisa slowly pulled off the shirt. Her newly enlarged breasts bounced gently, as the now hard shaft of her cock sprang proudly forward. "See anything you like, Samantha?" she cooed, as she took a step closer. The head of the cock pressed against Sammy's tummy.

Sammy undressed as if in a dream. Her own penis was throbbing hard. It looked almost childlike, compared to Lisa's nearly two-foot long monster. "You did this for me?" she stammered, as she touched the shaft. "I thought you would never try this again! Especially after what happened last time you went horsy!"

"Don't you know by now, I'll do anything to make you happy?" they both giggled, when they tried to hug. Lisa had to tuck the huge cock between her breasts, before Sammy could get close enough to her!

Sammy licked the head, working her tongue into the pee slit. "Lisa, um, I don't want to freak you, but could you try to stick that thing into my bottom?"

Lisa smiled, and pushed her friend to the bed. "So that's why you call that dildo Black Beauty when you diddle your ass with it!" she slapped Sammy's shapely bottom. "I hope your nano-bots can take this!" she said, as she spread her own flowing precum, and lubricated the massive length of her shaft.

"Yes! That's what I want!" Sammy cried as Lisa slowly forced her way into the tight rosebud opening. It was hard at first. Sammy was refusing to let her nano-bots change her anus. She wanted it to feel like a real horse was spreading her. Any damage could be easily repaired later. "You're so big!" she moaned, when at last, the first couple of inches were inside her.

Lisa could hardly speak. "That's not nearly all of it!" she managed to gasp. The anus stayed the same, but Sammy's lower intestines had to change drastically, to avoid any real pain. Lisa inched in, slowly, giving the nano-bots time to adjust. Sammy was moaning non-stop now. She managed to get a hand under herself, and was frantically stroking her cock, while Lisa continued to enter her. Lisa gasped. As her testicles pressed into Sammy's pussy, she could feel a strange fluttering against her shaft. In a flash of understanding, she realized her cock was almost touching her lover's heart! Sammy didn't seem to mind, in fact, she was slamming herself back, moaning her pleasure! Lisa wanted to make this fantastic feeling last. She lay over her lover, and nuzzled the back of her neck. "I love you," she whispered, as she started to rock in and out of the tight little opening.

"Lisa, harder!" Sammy gasped. "It's so good! I never dreamed it would feel like this!" All her nerves seemed to tie into the pleasure centers of her brain. Sammy screamed, as she was overwhelmed. Her heart pounded beneath her swaying breasts. This was more then Lisa could take. It was almost like some kind of vibrator was stimulating the throbbing head of her fantastic hardness.

"I love you!" Lisa screamed, over and over, as she pulsed herself into the body of her beloved. Thick white cream started to spurt back out, against her legs. Sammy couldn't hold all that fluid inside her! Her own cock seemed to explode, as she joined in, coating her breasts and chin with semen. Both girls just lay quietly, panting. Lisa let her huge addition slowly be reabsorbed by the nano-bots. As Sammy's insides went back to normal, fantastic amounts of Lisa's seed oozed out of her sore anus, once more ruining a blanket. When they awoke, it was already dark. Lisa clicked on the news. They just caught the tail end of a report on yesterday's break-in.

"The lone security guard was shot by the two women. Doctors at Metro Hospital say he may not last the night." A photograph of the man Sammy had fucked in the guard shack replaced the overly handsome talking head! " Doctor Allen Andrews, head of research and development, and CEO of Biodyne held this press conference earlier today."

"Sometime after midnight, last night, security guard Jay Mitchell let two armed women into the main lab building. After the three wiped out our computer system, they stole all the data on a promising new treatment for AIDS. Apparently, the women double-crossed Mitchell, and left him for dead. At this time, we suspect a strong terrorist connection. Unfortunately, the guard isn't expected to pull through. These, however, are enhanced photographs, taken by a backup video camera, at the main gate." A grainy, but recognizable picture of Sammy and Lisa was displayed.

"Oh my God! They must be trying to clean up this whole mess! They'll probably start over, as soon as all the witnesses are dead!" Sammy sobbed. "I may as well have pulled the trigger on him!"

"Pull yourself together!" Lisa ordered sharply. "We have to move fast... I have an idea that just may save him!"

The news report was over. Sammy turned off the television, and took a deep breath. "I'm ok, what do you have in mind?"

The paramedic rushed the gurney into the ER, pushing past the police officers standing watch in intensive care. "I don't know how she's still alive!" she shouted to the attending physician. "Massive trauma, and blood loss! Multiple knife wounds! The damn thing is still in her. I didn't dare remove it!" she looked over her shoulder, at the closing double doors. "It's Showtime!"

The bloody nude woman on the gurney sat up, and pulled the quivering butcher knife out of her heart. "Jeez, Lisa!" Sammy said, looking down at her now rapidly healing body. "Did you have to stab me so many times? It fucking stings!" All the lost blood had flowed back into the gaping wounds as they closed. The doctor turned white, and passed out.

Sammy licked the knife clean, collecting all the nano-bots on her tongue, before handing it to Lisa. One of the nurses joined the doctor in sweet oblivion "Nobody make a sound!" Lisa said needlessly to the remaining conscience staff. "We aren't here to hurt you!"

Sammy and Lisa tied up the ER staff with medical tape. "Watch the clock!" Sammy ordered. "In ten minutes, you can start calling for help." Sammy donned surgical scrubs, and then the two women paid a little visit to a small supply closet adjacent to the IC unit. "Here goes nothing!" Sammy closed her eyes, and concentrated. When she opened them again, she punched the wall hard. Cinderblocks cracked, and tumbled to the floor. "Just call me Super-Girl!" she chuckled, as they climbed through the wall. The single cop in the room Jumped up shocked.

"Just keep cool, officer." Lisa said, as she moved with inhuman speed, and snatched his gun. "We'll be out of here in a moment!"

"Lisa, he looks terrible!" Sammy whispered. "Will a transfusion be fast enough?"

It happened just as Lisa joined her friend. The heart monitor stopped it's irregular beeping, and dropped into that dreaded, steady tone. "Fuck! No time to waste!" Lisa tore the heavy bandages from Jay's chest, and ripped open his stitches. "Direct the nano-bots to your penis! Pee on him! It's his only chance now!" Sammy hopped up on the bed, dropped her pants to her ankles, and aimed her penis right at his gaping wound. The cop, forgotten in his corner, retched, as the golden fluid rained gently down.

"You sick bitches!" he screamed, as Lisa turned, and held the gun on him. She didn't have to tell him to shut up. He did on his own, when the pee started to glow blue, and the wound began to close!

The monitor started to beep, once more. When the pulses were strong and steady, Jay Mitchell opened his eyes. He tried to talk, gagged, and pulled the long ventilator tube from his throat. "I knew you weren't a hooker!" He sat up, and was eye to eye, so to speak, with Sammy's recent addition. "Oh shit! That wasn't there before!" Sammy pulled her pants up, and blushed. He laughed. "I see you sampled the nano-bots! That looks kind of sexy!"

Lisa looked at him. "You knew about them?"

"I overheard Doctor Andrews on the phone. When he saw the destruction you two caused, he was pissed! The bastard blamed me, pulled a gun, and fired! He thought I was already dead, when he called his partners. He was planning to take samples to a secure location, and administer them to a select few." Jay got out of bed, and ripped the wires from his now healthy body. "He thinks he'll bring a new world Order! He has to be stopped!"

The cop meekly gave up his uniform, and the three left the hospital unchallenged. When they were safely back at their motel, Sammy sighed. "How will we stop him? He'll be just as invulnerable as we are!"

Jay looked up; he was still looking at his broad chest, trying to find some trace of a bullet hole. "I wouldn't be so sure of that! That spineless shit was afraid to try them on himself. He was going to wait six weeks, and watch his test subjects carefully, first!" Jay walked over to Sammy. "I still owe you forty dollars." He whispered, as he looked into her eyes. Sammy looked nervously at Lisa. Her girlfriend only giggled.

"Don't mind me, I want to watch this time!" Just to show she wasn't kidding, Lisa slowly slipped out of her clothes.

"You really don't mind this?" Sammy said, as she too, undressed. Her hard cock sprang into view. "I could make it go away!"

"Are you kidding? Do you know how many anime pictures I have on my hard drive, showing hermaphrodites?" he gently touched the shaft. Sammy giggled when it gave a little jump. The two embraced, and Jay kissed her, as her hard cock pressed into his stomach. "I have to admit it. You made me so nervous the other night!"

"Why's that, tiger?" Sammy asked, as she rubbed her penis against his.

"When I first saw you, for a second I thought you were Doctor Andrews' daughter Amy!" He blushed as he continued. "I spent the whole time pretending I was fucking a fifteen-year-old girl!" he kissed her again, as he slowly started to stroke her throbbing cock.

Lisa tapped him on the shoulder. "This isn't quite fair, can I join in?"

Sammy giggled. "Are you kidding?" she grabbed her delighted lover, and pushed her to the bed. Lisa started to move to the center of the mattress. "Oh no you don't! You can't get away from me!" Sammy grabbed her legs, and yanked her back to the edge. "This look alike for a fifteen-year-old girl, is gonna fuck you like a real man!" She placed Lisa's feet on her shoulders, and rammed her hardness deep into her more then willing partner.

As Sammy started to thrust, Lisa held her lover's red hair from her face, for just a moment. "Jay, wh-what are you waiting for?" she panted. "Can't you see how wet her pussy is? I, I feel it dripping on me!"

Jay didn't need any more convincing. "This is fucking fantastic!" he bellowed, as his throbbing hardness entered Sammy. He groaned, as the vagina unexpectedly began to lick, and suck at him.

Sammy was in heaven. She delighted in watching Lisa's beautiful face, as she leaned forward, bending the willing woman nearly in half. Lisa grabbed her own knees, and pulled. Her feet were now on the pillow, on either side of her head. Only one thing could possibly make it better. It was about time Jay joined their little club. "Imagine!" Sammy gasped. "Imagine having more then one cock, Jay! Picture it in your head! Where would it go?"

Jay groaned at the vivid image in his mind. He felt a pulling tightness, then sudden freedom! His second penis emerged, and in no time, was as hard as the first! "I know just where it goes!" he gasped, as he pressed it against Sammy's tight bottom. She moaned, as it entered. Jay was a fast learner. Slowly, he started a third penis forming... Like a snake, looking for prey, it inched carefully towards Lisa's lovely bottom.

Lisa screamed. Part in unexpected pain, part in wondering delight! "Oh God, oh god! Sammy, he's in my ass! I can feel you both!" Jay rammed hard, driving his three magnificent cocks into two beautiful women.

"How, how is it?" Sammy gasped. She didn't really need to ask. The light in Lisa's eyes told her everything. Besides, the way she was bucking, and panting beneath her and Jay, Lisa was in no condition to talk anymore! Sammy thrilled at the feeling of Jay's cock sliding against hers. She could plainly feel it through the thin barrier separating them inside of Lisa's trembling body. Sammy couldn't hold back, it was all just too much! She screamed, as her penis jerked, flooding her seed into the tight warmth of her girlfriend. Lisa closed her eyes tight, as she was taken, shaking beyond control. Jay roared! There was nothing to compare his incredible triple climax too! His welcome weight pressed down on the two women, as he hugged them both tightly, his cocks pulsing together. It seemed to last forever. His six testicles were producing sperm almost as fast as they could pump it out!

The three exhausted lovers lay quietly together. Lisa started to giggle, as she looked at the dazed look on Jay's face. "It's a good thing the nano-bots made your heart so strong! I think a normal man wouldn't have survived that!"

Sammy started to laugh, as Jay sighed. "I think you're right. Any man would have gladly died to experience it, though!"

Sammy looked into Lisa's eyes. "Can we keep him?" she asked with a hopeful grin.

Lisa smiled, and ran her hands over his three members. Her eyes grew wide, when they started to harden once more. "He does have a few good qualities. He can stay, as long as he wants!" she moved over him, and took one of his penises into her mouth.

Sammy watched happily. She was so glad Lisa was over her fear of men! "What do you say, big boy?"

"Are you kidding? How could I go back to mere mortal women after you two goddesses?"

"Good answer. Very good answer!" Sammy said, as she joined Lisa in sucking one of his cocks. The two women took the outer ones. Together, they grasped the one in the middle, gently stroking, and rubbing it. They tried to match the movements of their hands, to the motions of their mouths and throats. Jay gripped the sheets, his knuckles turning white. It was taking all his will power to hold back. He was giving his testicles time to grow and fill. The women noticed, and increased their efforts. It became a race. Lisa and Sammy tried hard to bring him off, before his balls grew so large that they wouldn't be able to swallow his entire offering. Jay had to let the penises grow a few more inches. It was beginning to look like they were sprouting from six coconuts! Sammy wiggled her finger into his anus, and that was it! With a grunt like an animal, Jay let loose. Lisa and Sammy worked their throats like crazy, desperate to swallow every drop! There was nothing they could do about the cock in the middle, so they just jerked it madly. Semen spurted high over their heads, raining down, plastering their hair to their skulls.

When he finally slowed to a stop, Lisa gulped down one last thick mouthful of semen, and looked around the motel room. "Oh crap! We'll have to sneak out again!" The three wearily made there way to the shower. They had to clean up, and go. The bed was ruined, and thick ropes of whitish liquid were still dripping from the ceiling.

As they washed each other, Lisa and Sammy watched almost sadly, as two of Jay's cocks slowly disappeared into his body. He laughed at their solemn looks. "I can't keep them all the time! I'd walk funny, and my pants wouldn't fit! Don't worry. The guys will be back, whenever you need them!"

Lisa looked thoughtfully at Sammy, as they all crowded together in the shower. "Jay, does she really look like Amy Andrews?"

He looked carefully as Sammy struck a sexy pose. "Well, I don't think Amy has one of those." He said as he gave Sammy's cock a friendly pat. "Amy's hair is much longer, almost down to her ass. Her breasts aren't nearly as, um, healthy as yours, Sammy. You know what? I bet she'll look just like you, in maybe ten years!"

"Oh, do I have a really nasty idea! I think we can get the good Doctor Andrews out of the picture, for good, before he can recreate his nano-bots!" Lisa grinned, as she looked at her girlfriend. Sammy suddenly laughed. "Do you think you can do it?" Lisa asked.

"I'll need some photographs, maybe some video tape, but yeah, it should be a snap!"

Jay looked from Sammy, to Lisa. "Mind filling me in? I'm new to all this, remember?"

Lisa smiled. "Jay, you better sit down. You are not going to believe this!"

Doctor Allen Andrews stopped at a bar on his way back to his hotel. He had one more night alone, before his wife and daughter flew out and joined him. He felt like celebrating tonight, though. It wouldn't be long now! After transferring his lab to Magnadyne, (Biodyne's sister corporation) and almost four months of working around the clock, he was finally ready to start reproducing his nano-bots. Best of all, Doctor William Anderson, Magnadyne's head of research, was the first man he ever met who's genius even approached his own. Anderson was just the man he needed, to help him rule the pathetic lower minded humans! Allen was sure that with a little persuading, the good Doctor would join his cause. He sat at the bar, and smiled, as he ordered his usual gin and tonic. A sexy little redhead sat next to him, and ordered a white wine. Allen stared, the woman looked like his daughter! When the bartender brought the drinks, Allen paid for both. "I'll take care of it, miss."

"That's very kind of you," she said with a sexy smile. She turned on her stool, and faced him. Allen couldn't help wondering if she was wearing anything under her tight leather jacket. She seemed to read his mind, and when the bartender wasn't looking, she eased the zipper down, just a little, showing more of her cleavage. "Hi, I'm Samantha, but my friends call me Sammy." She placed a hand on his leg, and gave a little squeeze. "Would you like to be my friend? I'm a little short this week on my rent, maybe you could help me out."

Doctor Andrews looked the sexy prostitute over, and grinned. Normally he would have told the slut to move on, but she looked so much like his daughter, that he was becoming very interested. Besides, this was a celebration. He could consider this to be a taste of things to come. Having this whore at his command was just a little sample of the fast approaching day, when all humanity would do his bidding! "I'd love to help! Why don't we go to my hotel, and discuss it?"

"Ok sweetie. Just let me go to the little girls room, and we can be on our way." Sammy ducked into the ladies room, and joined her friends. She giggled. Jay looked so nervous standing there! "He's hooked! I told you he wouldn't recognize me from that security picture!" she said excitedly. "We're going to his hotel now." Sammy blushed. "He's not bad looking. Um, make sure you don't come in too soon, ok?"

Lisa kissed her girlfriend. "This is turning you on, isn't it?" she smiled. Sammy just nodded.

Jay looked concerned. "You just be careful, alright? I don't want you to get hurt!"

Sammy grinned, and hugged him. "You worry too much, Jay!" with little effort, she picked the tall well-muscled man up, and spun him around the little room. "How could I possibly be hurt? The nano-bots will protect me!"

Jay laughed. "You win! Go have your fun! We'll be ready for your signal."

Sammy joined Jay in the bar. She adjusted her skirt, and 'accidentally' let him see she wore nothing beneath it, too. "What would you like to do?" she asked, as they got into his car.

"Do you ever play act?" he asked uncertainly.

"Sure! It's a lot of fun! What do you have in mind?"

"Well, you look so much like my daughter, um, I mean..."

Sammy patted his hand. "That's ok, you have a thing for your little girl? I bet both of us could have fun with that!" Sammy thought for a moment. Lisa was right; this was a major turn on! "Why don't you stop at the mall first? There's a little something I think you should buy me!" Sammy led him directly to a uniform store. They looked through all the nurse's uniforms, and surgical scrubs. Just as she hoped, there was a section for school uniforms! "Does your daughter go to a private school?" she whispered in a sexy voice.

"Yes! He hissed. Trying to hide his growing excitement. "She's going to a private catholic school right now. As soon as we settle in here, I'm enrolling her at "Peachtree Academy for Young Women."

"That's great!" Sammy looked around, and spotted a saleswoman. "Do you have Peachtree uniforms? I'm getting one for my cousin, as a surprise. My uncle, um..."

"Allen." Doctor Andrews whispered nervously.

"My uncle Allen is enrolling her there soon!" Sammy smiled kindly at the older woman.

"Why yes we do." The woman wasn't fooled for a moment; half the things they sold were to young couples that liked to role-play. "Why don't you try them on? I bet you could judge your 'cousin's' size better that way."

Sammy tried them on, and had to admit, she did look very much younger while wearing the blue plaid skirt, and matching blazer... She even got some white knee socks, and sensible little black leather shoes, to complete the effect. "Oh, uncle Allen. Do you think anyone would mind if I wore it home?" she asked, as she posed in front of the mirror. The saleslady, without a word, bagged the leather jacket and mini-skirt. It wasn't her business what people did!

"Sure baby. Amy won't mind!" Allen said in a husky voice.

On the way back to the car, Sammy noticed several girls dressed just like her, getting out of a yellow VW bug. She overheard them talking. "Honey-Chan, do you know her?" the pretty Asian asked.

"Nope." The girl with the honey gold hair answered. "She's sexy! I know I would have noticed her! We'll have to scope her out. Maybe she'll join our little group!"

Sammy grinned, as she got into the car. She would have liked to stay, and talk a while, but she was really getting into this! "Daddy, can we go home now?" she asked brightly. "I have some homework I have to get done, before my date." Allen laughed, and drove to the hotel. Thankfully, they slipped past the desk, un-noticed. "Daddy, why are we here?" Sammy asked, trying to sound innocent and confused.

"Daddy has to show his little girl something." Allen answered. They had the elevator to themselves, so he slipped his hand up the cute little plaid skirt.

"Daddy, cut it out!" Sammy cried, as fingers touched her smooth, bare lips. "What are you doing?"

"Oh my God! You went out like that! No daughter of mind is going to parade around like a little slut!" he grabbed her arm, and dragged her through the empty hallway, to his room. He locked the door, and shoved her towards the bed. "How could you disgrace me and your mother like this, Amy? Don't you know only sluts go around without panties?"

Sammy knew he was beyond backing out. He didn't even notice he had started calling her by his daughter's name! "I didn't! I, I had a little accident at school, and they were all wet! I had to take them off, and throw them away!"

Doctor Andrews walked slowly towards her, and started to pull off his belt. "You've had this coming a long time, Amy." He pulled the chair out from the small writing desk. "Get over here!" he bellowed.

Sammy was getting a little concerned. This was going a little off plan. Deep down, the idea of a good spanking was getting to her though. "I'm sorry, daddy," she said quietly, as she approached him. "I'll never do it again!"

He grabbed her, and turned her over his knee. "I'll just give you something, to remind you not too!" the belt came down hard. Sammy gasped, and squirmed on his leg. She could feel his hardness growing against her. Punishing his 'daughter' was really turning him on! Again and again, the belt came down. Sammy's pain was real, but so was her growing wetness! Doctor Andrews pushed her away. "Daddy doesn't like hurting you, Amy, but you have to learn your place." He grabbed Sammy, and pulled the trembling girl to her feet. "I love you, baby." He whispered, before kissing her, and jamming his tongue into her mouth.

"Oh daddy! Why did you do that?" she said, pushing away from him.

He started to pull off his clothes. "You've teased daddy too long, baby girl. I'm going to teach you what happens to a cock tease!"

Sammy screamed, but not loud enough to be heard by any neighboring rooms. "I can't do that! You're my father, and I'm still a virgin!"

Allen grabbed her, and pushed her on the bed, yanking her skirt up. "Amy, I need you!" he gasped. He fought the struggling girl, trying to get his throbbing erection between her pretty legs. "Your mother hasn't excited me like this in years!"

"Stop, please stop, daddy!" Sammy struggled, slowly letting him get closer to his goal. "No!" she screamed again, as the head of his cock pushed between her swelling lips. "I can't do it! Please stop, daddy!" Sammy closed her eyes for a moment, and concentrated. Her ample breasts began to shrink, as her red hair rapidly grew to cover the pillow. "Oh God! Daddy, I swear I'll be good, just don't do this!" she cried out, as he reached her now restored hymen. The lines of her face began to subtly change, along with her vocal cords. She sobbed, as he tore his way through.

"My God! You were a virgin!" he grunted, as he started to thrust into her. His fantasy was so strong now, that the slut actually looked like his simpering little brat! "Daddy is the only one for you, Amy! No other man can ever have you!"

"Why, why, daddy?" Sammy whimpered. Her pain wasn't all acting. She had grown her hymen back just a little too thick. "Daddy it hurts! Take it out!" she begged.

"Daddy's not finished!" he gasped. "Daddy has to show you what being a grown up is like!" he thrust madly as he started to tear open her blazer and simple white blouse. "What the fuck?" he was finally noticing something was wrong. "Your breasts have shrunk!"

This was it! Sammy forgot her pain, as she went into her final act. "Daddy, pull it out!" she screamed, as she started push at him. "Please daddy, you can't squirt in me!" she slapped at him, and tried to throw him off. "Don't make me pregnant daddy, please!" she begged, tears in her eyes.

"Amy?" his voice was uncertain. "Oh God, what am I doing?"

"Please, I won't tell momma! Pull it out! I'm not on the pill!" Sammy was getting close herself now; the last thing she wanted was for him to stop!

"I'm sorry!" he gasped, but it was too late! His cock jerked within her, and his seed boiled out, spurting deep into her womb.

"Oh daddy!" Sammy cried, as she was carried away, body shaking with her orgasm. They both heard a key in the door.

"Hi honey, Did Amy catch up with you? She wanted to surprise her father..." Allen rolled off of the girl, in time to see his wife drop her bags, and scream. "You bastard! What have you done?" she rushed over, and hugged her 'daughter'."

"Momma, Daddy hurt me." Sammy quietly whispered, as the woman hugged her, and gently brushed back her hair.

"That's not Amy! Don't you see that Dorothy?" Doctor Allen bellowed. "She's just some little whore I hired! If you weren't such a frigid bitch, I wouldn't have had to!"

"I'm sorry daddy. I won't be bad again!" the girl on the bed whimpered. "Momma, I'm scared. I think daddy made me pregnant!"

Allen looked at the girl, and his heart froze. "That's not Amy!" he screamed, but it sounded more like a question. "She's a slut! I'd never touch Amy!"

"You sick monster!" Mrs. Andrew muttered, as she pulled out a cell phone. I'm calling 9-1-1!" she dialed, careful not to let him see what buttons she really pressed. "I'm Dorothy Andrews, I have to report a rape!"

Allen looked down at himself. With a sick feeling inside, he noticed the mixture of his semen, and his daughter's blood covering his now wilting cock. His head was pounding, and he couldn't see straight. "It's not true!" he screamed, doubting his own words now. He turned, just as a cop came through the door.

"Oh shit!" the cop fumbled for his gun, but Doctor Allen grabbed it, not noticing it wasn't police issue, and was equipped with a silencer.

"Look at her! That's not my daughter!" he looked closely, and a strangled sob escaped his throat. Her blazer and blouse had fallen open, revealing the tiny, heart shaped birthmark, below her left breast. He screamed, and raised the gun. Everyone in the room froze.

"I don't want to die!" the girl on the bed whimpered. "Please don't kill me, daddy!"

"Stop calling me that!" Doctor Andrews screamed, as he fired. The bullet pierced the birthmark, and the girl fell still. "Can't you see?" he begged. "That's not Amy! She's just some little whore!" he slowly approached the bed. "Amy, wake up. Daddy's here!" the gun fell from his fingers, as he collapsed on the floor. The once intellectual Doctor hugged his knees to his chest, and sobbed as he rocked.

Sammy sat up. Her breasts returned to their normal size, and her hair shortened to her preferred style. She placed a hand under the bullet wound, and caught the small lead pellet, as it emerged. It didn't even leave a mark on her. She smiled, as her face matured to her adult beauty. Last, but not least, she let her penis grow back to its full glory. "I think you guys better go." Sammy picked up the phone, as the cop turned into Jay, and Dorothy once more became Lisa. They both kissed her, and hurried out the door, as she made her call. "Hello, Police? I'm, um, shall we say a professional girl. The guy I was just with had some kind of nervous breakdown. I think you better send someone up to room 112 at the Regal. He keeps telling me he killed his daughter!" Sammy removed the school outfit, and dressed in her Jacket and skirt. After a moment's thought, she packed the uniform in the bag, and took it with her. Doctor Andrews didn't even look up when she left.

Lisa sat up, and pulled the USB connecter from the socket in her skull. "Doctor Andrews still isn't responding to therapy. The hospital staff still can't figure out why he's so terrified of his own daughter!" she closed her laptop, and relaxed on the sofa.

"I feel sorry for the wife and kid." Sammy said, as she entered the room. "They must be going through hell!"

"Like fun they are!" Lisa giggled. "I did a little checking. Doctor Andrews was a creep, through and through. Although he never physically abused them, he treated them like shit. Amy is dating a really nice guy now. I'll even bet she's not a virgin anymore! Dorothy's been seen, on several occasions, out on the town, with one of the Psychologists trying to help Andrews. Oh, by the way, she divorced him too! I think they'll both be alright!"

Jay looked up from the bar, as he downed yet another protein body builder drink. "That's good to know. I was feeling a little bad about them too."

"Just what are you doing, Jay? Sammy asked, as she eyed at least twenty of the empty packets, and the five empty milk gallons.

"You'll see!" He grinned, as he sat next to Lisa on the sofa. He patted the cushions next to him, inviting Sammy to join them. "I needed to fuel the nano-bots."

"What on earth for?" Sammy asked.

He left the sofa, and lay on his back, at the two women's feet. "Ever see those Hentai Anime tapes? The ones where monsters with tentacles ravage the poor defenseless young women?" both girls nodded, trying to hide their grins. "Good, I don't have to explain then!" Jay's fingers thickened and grew. The budding tentacles wrapped themselves around Lisa and Sammy, and the two squealed in delight. Their clothes were torn forcefully from their eager bodies.

"Oh no! The demon has us!" Sammy cried out, as Lisa giggled, when they were lifted into the air.

"Silence!" Jay bellowed, as his digits formed into throbbing, dripping cocks. Two of the long snakelike organs stuffed themselves into willing mouths. Jay stood, and carried the women out into the well-screened yard. He held them high, spread eagled, as he ran his cocks slowly across their lovely bodies. Jay noticed Sammy was getting really hard, so he grabbed her cock with one of his, and started it contracting around her. Lisa needed attention too. His thickest member forced it's way into her tight bottom, causing her to moan around the cock in her mouth. He rammed into both their tight vaginas at the same time, once more marveling at the wonder of pussies, sucking him like mouths. Jay let his lesser tentacles wander over the straining bodies of the beautiful women. He roughly wrapped them around firm, full breasts, squeezing and kneading the flesh. The two women trembled and moaned. A cock rammed into Sammy's bottom too. Her penis jerked in his grasp, and the girl's seed arched high through the air. He rewarded her display, letting three of his own penises orgasm. Her mouth, anus, and pussy, were pumped with fantastic amounts of semen. She swallowed, drinking it down, as thick fluid ran down her legs. Lisa shook, and moaned frantically. She tried to force more of the invading organs into her body, and shook, as Jay released into her.

Later, as the three lovers basked in the warm sun, Lisa started to laugh. "Jay, all your semen is killing the lawn, but at least we aren't ruining any more hotel rooms!"

Sammy blushed. "I kind of miss doing that!" she was thoughtful for a moment. "I think I miss more then that. It was exciting, saving the world!"

Lisa opened her eyes. "I was thinking along those lines too! Just this morning, while mind surfing the net. I discovered an email, referring to missing plutonium."

Jay sat up. "You think someone is building a bomb?"

"It looks that way to me!" Lisa answered excitedly.

Sammy jumped to her feet. "What are we waiting for?"

Hand in hand, the three went back in the house. Playtime was over for now. They had work to do.