{\rtf1\ansi\ansicpg1252\deff0\deflang1033{\fonttbl{\f0\fnil\fcharset0 Times New Roman;}{\f1\fswiss\fcharset0 Arial;}} \viewkind4\uc1\pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\qc\kerning28\f0\fs36 August Moone\par Book 3\par Sidetrips\par Chapter 6\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\fs28\par \tab\tab \par \tab For a while there was nothing. The Imager revealed no more scenes for sometime, it was thought that it was either broke, it had run its course, it had been overused, damaged, or effected by the destruction of one of the universes.\par \tab It came to Wendsy, September, Garson, Kevin, Logan, Kristy and Hanna, that though lo the Cave provided, it lacked something. Freedom. Freedom to take a walk, a long walk. Though Wendsy had been able to go into one of the universes and return, it was well known that the watery-wall wasn\rquote t a lasting one.\par \tab They could sleep, lounge, bathe, eat, and fuck. They could wander about the circular of the cave, but they were limited. No running amok, no traipsing thru the forest, no basking in the sun, no skinny dipping.\par \tab It was a Way Station, a stopping off point, or staging area. A brief refuge. There was no entertainment and sex became pass\'e9. The desire was still there, but after a little time, it had diminished considerably.\par \tab September would stir the mysterious waters of the pond. He even traipsed across it and prodded the center where the pulsing green light was supposed to be. Nothing. After five days he and Garson walked up the corridor that led INTO the cave, September reported that it was still the colorless world beyond.\par \tab \par \tab On what was determined to be the 5\super th\nosupersub day of Kevin and his brood arriving, the pool stirred. It stirred itself. The pulsing light pulsed again and a \ldblquote scene\rdblquote was once more viewable.\par \tab Wendsy was relieved. That in itself meant something. (just what she wasn\rquote t sure for certain, but a sense of normalcy?)\par \tab The scene depicted a desertscape. A familiar one. As it became more and more familiar, focusing in on the Subjects, Wendsy had to concluded that in some way her dimwit brother was possibly correct in his analogy that the Imager also did something about \ldblquote time.\rdblquote\par \tab The Subjects were familiar, too: Holly, Megan, and Brandon. Megan, as you recall, was unconscious from the heat.\page\tab She was, too, naked. Her shirt was up and off, her turquoise jeans and light pink panties bunched down at her ankles. Brandon was nude, totally. He was fingering Meg\rquote s pussy, sucking her titties, and had humped her thigh and pussy, but hadn\rquote t gotten \ldblquote into\rdblquote the fourteen year old cunny. He was in the midst of jerking off, cumming on her.\par \tab On the other side of Brandon was Holly, butt naked, masturbating.\par \tab She had a leather flask of water she had used to help keep Megan alive, but the girl was not into heat, hadn\rquote t eaten correctly, and was low on sugar intake. She remained unconscious. Brandon didn\rquote t know (or care) about her condition, sexual depravity overwhelmed him and despite being \ldblquote busted\rdblquote by Holly, he continued his doing. Only to find out that Holly was naughty, very naughty.\par \tab But a sense of decency and decorum was still embedded into young Brandon, preventing him from actually penetrating Meg\rquote s unconscious body. So he settled for stripping her down and humping her skin.\par \tab He had been panicky when Holly had returned unexpectedly, sooner than thought. She had been on a rescue run back to the vista parking lot where their parents and other church friends were. But for some reason she had only gone so far, finding the flask of water someone had left behind on the desert trail.\par \tab She wasn\rquote t upset at catching Brandon in the act of undoing Meg\rquote s clothes, she was concerned for her friend\rquote s health, sure; but while there was time for hanky-panky, have at it!\par \tab Wendsy popped her necked, smiled inwardly to herself, sighed to herself--then closed her eyes. September smiled and got an erection. All the guys watching the scene got boners, stiffies, erections. Kristy and Hanna were in awe, Kristy more than Hanna. Kellie, Katey, Kara, and their mother Susan were not privy to this, they were still \ldblquote in transition\rdblquote .\par \tab Holly after undressing and watching Brandon hump Megan, squatted and masturbated, she also took a long healthy pee. Thereafter, Brandon had just finished shooting his teen spunk onto Meg\rquote s poon. Holly at first shook her head, thrashing it about. Then, she licked her lips and went down, licking up the splooge from the soiled pubes, as well as gripping Brandon\rquote s prick and sucking it.\par \tab Brandon was shocked, amazed, blown.\par \tab He had longed desired to FUCK Holly. Megan, Holly, Erin, Jolene, Jocelynn, Bonnie; a whole plethora of lovely young bitches in the church choir.\page\tab As the ultra naughty incredibly lovely Holly slurped on his dong and smoothed his hand on her ass. He couldn\rquote t believe she had stripped down; he was most thankful that it wasn\rquote t a family member or the ranger at the vista view.\par \tab Holly soon moved to settle her sopping wet ready-to-fuck & eat pussy over Megan\rquote s still unconscious face. Brandon was getting hard in Holly\rquote s talented mouth, he parted her ass cheeks and began finger fucked her asshole, sniffing the fumes of her sex.\par \tab He had no idea that the pristine proper girl, daughter of a Baptist minister was so naughty. She always looked good, spoke well, honor student, member of several church clubs, school clubs. She was quite a girl.\par \tab And she was bringing him to orgasm.\par \tab She worked his organ with her mouth and hand and sucked him whole, his juices splashed against the back of her throat, drenching her. Brandon watched as she herself came, at first he thought it was her peeing again, but determined at length that she was cumming, like he was.\par \tab\lquote Wendsy.\rquote September gave his sister the warning, the impending closure of the scene. Wendsy tredged out thru the Pond, September holding the Stirring Staff into the water to keep the scene \ldblquote open\rdblquote when Wendsy made her sudden appearance, introduction, and invite.\par \par *****\par \par \tab Brandon\rquote s eyes widened as he watched as the man known as Kevin put it to his own daughter. They were in the sunken room, it was pleasant, warm, and pleasing to the eye. The girl was eleven year old Kellie. Brandon had learned a little of the family Kraves\rquote story, it was intriguing. It was intriguing enough to go about butt naked with everyone else. Soon after his initial arrival and intros all around, he got it on with Kristy and Hanna. \par \tab He also was privy to fucking Wendsy. He watched as a teen fella named Logan sodomized Kristy\rquote s young sibling, Karen, in front of her own sister. He watched as Kristy and Hanna 69ed, he watched as ten year old Josh and eight year old Jackie double-teamed Hanna. Then, he noted the adult man Kevin ushering his family into the sunken living room.\par \tab He was prompted, \lquote Why don\rquote t you go watch them?\rquote\par \tab And so he did.\page\tab Mr. Kevin fucked his eleven year old in the ass, Brandon could tell as after the former father-of-the-year pulled out, cum oozed out of the young girl\rquote s asshole. He then placed his eldest daughter down to suck his cock, his balls, and to clean her sister\rquote s gooey asshole.\par \tab The man seemed most adamant about it, vengeful, pissed off.\par \tab Brandon circle jerked himself, he wouldn\rquote t mind screwing the girl, all three of them, even their mother! Kara was eight, she was pretty, and pretty young. Brandon didn\rquote t know if he could sink that low or not, screwing his unconscious girlfriend was one thing, banging off into a little girl who didn\rquote t have a chest or even peach fuzz on her cunny was something else!\par \tab But he was intrigued.\par \tab He had noted that the little girl Karen was only about six years old, SHE was not a virgin, Brandon had had the privy to watch as both Josh and Jackie fucked her, and then Logan did also.\par \tab When Brandon\rquote s cock had had time to sufficiently settle and relax, he and Logan double teamed Holly, Brandon sinking himself into her asshole with Logan ploughing her pussy. The feeling of double penetrations was unique, all three enjoyed the fuck and switched afterwards.\par \tab Megan came around, slowly. She was ill and not too clear on what was going on. Wendsy made her a zombie, not the drink but the creature. Her mind was warped, frapped by the experience in the desert. Wendsy discovered Meg was into fingering herself, humping vegetables, and letting little boys unawares suck her titties and hump on her. She undressed the little boys she babysat for, having them grind on her sex until she came. The boys were toddlers, none older than four.\par \tab But that was all. She held her lustings to a nill and didn\rquote t acknowledge them. She devoted her time to her church and school and social activities, thus enabling her to limit her sexual depravity.\par \tab Wendsy would have an easy time having the girl \ldblquote adapt\rdblquote to her knew environment.\par \par If I Knew You Were Cumming I\rquote d Have Stayed Up Late, Baked A Cake, Masturbate! Tra-la-la-la-la\'85.\par \tab Logan and Brandon became good friends. Holly and Hanna became good friends, Kristy was okay and cheery and all--bit still reserved about the whole odd situation. Jackie and Josh fucked their brains out on a daily basis: banging Karen and Kara was cool, but they enjoyed mostly fucking Kellie and Katey; not too mention fucking the beejesus out of Kristy Hanna. They also had a time with Mr. Kevin\rquote s wife, Susan.\par \tab Garson still remained clothed. The only one. Those who had come into the new world with clothing had them discarded. Wendsy had come to the camouflaged man and occupied his lap. He did cop a feel of her, Wendsy had brought him six year old Karen, eight year old Kara, and eleven year old Kellie. Wendsy was first, though.\par \tab Garson fondled her, caressing her ass and digging a finger into her asshole. The other girls stood by, waiting. Karen and Kara played, Karen was already into the \ldblquote deal\rdblquote of being naked and being fucked. She was an easy turn. She was na\'efve and was already semi naughty on her own, although schooled by her big sister (Kristy) whom she adored.\par \tab Kara had been dinked with by Wendsy, so she was put at ease.\par \tab Kellie--Kellie was only so-so. She knew some things were wrong, there were images in her mind Wendsy couldn\rquote t obliterate and it bothered Kellie. Wendsy struggled weaving new images, new thoughts of the narly kind into the young girl\rquote s mind. Suffice it to say she merely instill that she would \ldblquote go along\rdblquote with everyone else; submit sexually to all things, go naked, readily obey suggestions and commands and prompts.\par \tab Garson dragged the back of his finger into Wendsy\rquote s pussy, Wendsy clutched at him, pushing her sex against his sexless groin. Here she did begin to grind. Garson began to groan. He moaned inaudible words, shook and began to sweat. Methodically he began to \ldblquote pump\rdblquote , in his mind Wendsy saw him screwing his girlfriend, being sucked, sodomizing his girlfriend. She saw, too, something of himself behind a cow?\par \tab She would examine that later.\par \tab When Garson was at the height of excitement, Wendsy pushed him back. He lay down, he knew. But he couldn\rquote t. He no longer had the equipment necessary to fulfill his needs. \par \tab Wendsy didn\rquote t care. She fumbled about undoing his clothes, Garson at length helped and shucked his forest green camys. He wore no underwear. Wendsy didn\rquote t cock at the lack of manhood, there was nothing there but pubic hair. Wendsy gently glided her hand about his groin area. Garson opened his legs, shuddered, tighten up, closed his eyes and opened his mouth.\par \tab Wendsy found and determined the spot of which his organ should have been. She inched down his legs and then went down on him. There was only a slight opening of in which he was to pee. She sucked on the mound there, titillating him into ecstasy.\par \tab\lquote Kellie, come sit on Garson\rquote s face.\rquote\page\tab Kellie slowly made her way over, stared at the undulating man, wrinkled her brow, then was shot another more forceful prompt and she crawled up onto the man\rquote s face and settled down, facing down to Wendsy.\par \tab Garson began a tedious task of noshing on Kellie\rquote s sweet albeit funky pussy. He nipped at her clit, clutched at her ass, and delighted the young pre-teen until she soiled his face with her essence.\par \tab Wendsy continued mawing Garson groin, having Kellie slid off of his face and young Kara sit on him facing him. He clamped onto her and drove his tongue into her young sex. The girl\rquote s father had only recently sodomized her and let Josh and Jackie\rquote s young tallywhackers take the first crack at fucking her pussy. Opening it up more so as she could more readily receive his own cock.\par \tab Garson was humping Wendsy\rquote s face by the time young Karen was wriggling on his face. Wendsy was sweating and panting and her mouth was worn out. Garson lay in a lather of sweat on the large comfy stone couch in the sunken living room. They had not been disturbed the whole time.\par \tab The girls were allowed to leave. Wendsy remained, sitting on his lap afterwards. The young man sat up, \ldblquote Thank you.\rdblquote he breathed laboriously. It was close to real-actual sex, and close counts.\par \tab\par \tab And not forgetting newly returned Hunter & Alice, they were an \ldblquote item\rdblquote , Hunter, as previously mentioned, still had feelings for Wendsy. Wendsy had feelings for Hunter, she had so from the very beginning, but she was ten (in body only). She wasn\rquote t distressed over Hunter\rquote s new love interest. He took time out to shag Kristy, Hanna, Karen. He sank in the Kraves family of girls, plus their mother. And privately he stole some time for Wendsy. With Wendsy it was more than just a simple fuck, his feelings did run deep, but their separation had dented the relationship.\par \tab Wendsy didn\rquote t express her feelings, not visually. Hunter knew and could feel them in other ways; she WAS hurt, she WAS a little put off by Alice\rquote s presence. She wasn\rquote t going to say anything or do anything, what was done was done.\par \tab And for a while Hunter kept Alice to himself; then, he allowed Logan and Brandon to take a turn at her. Mr. Kevin, also. Jackie and Josh sank their young prongs into her, she lay across Garson\rquote s lap to be spank; of which at one time Hunter fucked Alice\rquote s asshole while Alice lay across the sexless man\rquote s lap, Brandon humping the girl\rquote s mouth. Garson smacked Hunter\rquote s ass and seemingly endured something of an orgasm when both boys were cumming off.\par New Cummers\par \tab And Old Cummers\par \tab\tab A soft gentle rain was falling, from outside the hollow of some great enormous tree. The two within sat shoulder to shoulder, faces a little grungy with smudges of dirt and soot, hair unkempt. They stared out, huddled with arms wrapped about their bare knees. Behind was a small fire.\par \tab At length the boy stood, stretched, yawned, scratched his bare butt and stood at the entrance to the hollow, he fondled his bare bald balls and then worked his young penis. In seconds he began to pee.\par \tab The nude girl behind him giggled and smiled and leaned forward, kissing his bare butt.\par \tab Ben giggled and shot her a look. Sara giggled some more, bit her lip and blushed bright red. She then lay back, opening her legs. Ben wasn\rquote t a fool to turn down opportunity. He lay between her legs, grinding his soft cock against her sex. He kissed on her nipples and then on her sweet young mouth. \par \tab Sara gripped his butt and squeezed. Soon his \ldblquote soft\rdblquote cock was hard, hard enough to enter her young sex. The \ldblquote scene\rdblquote revealed the penetration, all those around the Imaging Pool could see. Young Sara held the boy\rquote s ass firmly, digging a finger into his hole and helping him keep an erection.\par \tab They were too young to experience \ldblquote orgasm\rdblquote (s) but closeness counts.\par \tab They giggled about it, kissed, and continued grinding.\par \tab Ben sat up, his penis popping out of Sara\rquote s cunt. The girl sat up, fingered her cunny, then cupped Ben\rquote s balls. She stroked his pud and then went down and began sucking him.\par \tab September shot Wendsy a look from across the Pond, she had nothing to do with it, though, the kids were acting on their own.\par \tab The rain outside soon turned to a drizzle and then stopped completely.\par \tab Sara waited a moment and then stepped out to the new forest, she spread her legs, hands on her delightful young ass and commenced to peeing. Ben giggled as he watched. She farted, too.\par \par *****\par \par \tab The scene segued; fading to a new scene, but in the same area. The forest was sparse, Fall-like, pines and cedars mixed in with deciduous trees (leaf bearing oaks and the like.) There was a creek. A campsite with barbecuer on a pedestal and a picnic table. Both were very rustic and hadn\rquote t been used in a while.\page\tab Something of a trail came to be. A walking/hiking trail and/or a well used game trail. No \ldblquote game\rdblquote was seen, however. Not a lot of sunshine, it seemed to be overcast. The scene was like looking through the eyes of a movie camera, or animal of some kind. The \ldblquote scene\rdblquote moved along the trail, topping a hill and looking beyond. \par \tab Beyond was a deep forest, the ground covered in leaves.\par \tab\ldblquote Looks like a New England forest to me.\rdblquote stated Mr. Kevin.\par \tab Wendsy thought, could be--it was where Ben & Sara were from, she felt that they were close by where they had strayed from. She continued to watch, it was another form of entertainment.\par \tab Down the other side of the hill a pair of children there was. One was a young boy about seven or so, the other a teenage girl approx. fourteen. The girl was pretty, full breasted for her age, long straight brown hair; baby fat still on her cheeks, nice tight butt, though. She was dressed warmly further determining that it WAS the Fall of the year, mid Fall or so.\par \tab The young tyke with her was either her baby bro or someone she was looking after. They were playing, the boy chasing after a rabbit. The girl was out of breath (despite being in fine physical shape.)\par \tab The little boy was a good runner, as most young boys were, and full of determination, too; as most boys are. He did stop, at length, having lost sight of the frisky more agile and quick bunny. He sulled up some with arms folded and sulked. The girl came up behind him to console him, he was on the verge of throwing a tantrum.\par \tab The girl soothed him, the boy wanted the rabbit so, he looked about and was almost at the point of crying. The girl continued consoling him. She looked around, a face of concern on her young face.\par \tab Wendsy smiled inwardly to herself, unknowingly the two were no longer in their own world, they were in the \ldblquote transition\rdblquote world. Wendsy could now freely and easily weave her mysterious powers.\par \tab She firstly delved into the girl\rquote s mind, uncovering truths and this and that. Her name was Amanda. The boy was her brother, Adam. She was a virgin, but HAD given a boyfriend a hand job, no blow job. She HAD let her boyfriend suck her bare breasts and she HAD gone skinny dipping with him. She almost (ALMOST) let him doink her up the butt, but they heard voices and quickly scrambled out of the hot spring pool they were in, dressed, and amscrayed. Opportunity lost.\par \tab She was curious about sex, as most girls were. She knew what it was about, the screwing part. She knew of a couple \ldblquote positions\rdblquote but was somewhat na\'efve about the rest. \par \tab Other than her boyfriend she had only seen her father and little brother naked. Her father was no big deal, and it had been when she was quite young and that was normal and okay. Her brother, Adam, was a streaker. Any chance he got he shed his clothes and boogied butt bare assed naked. Amanda gave him bathes, helped him dress, helped him clean up after wetting the bed\'85\par \tab She loved her brother and did not think of him in a sexual perverse way. Well, she used to didn\rquote t.\par \tab\lquote Calm the boy.\rquote Wendsy Minded to her brother.\par \tab He nodded. Their doing was almost like Hunter\rquote s Pixie Dust! (Wonderful Stuff!)\par \tab Amanda was not 100% opposed to sexual improprieties towards young boys, she was intrigued and had a slight \ldblquote yearning.\rdblquote the hold up was morals. Her upbringing. The law. Wendsy discovered that on the sly she HAD fondled young Adam. There was an older sister and older brother in the family, as well. Amanda had seen them when she was merely 12, the older sibs 15 & 18 having sex with each other. Her brother, the eighteen year old never, though, tried anything \ldblquote funny\rdblquote with her.\par \tab If he had--how would she have handled it?\par \tab Amanda didn\rquote t know, she had seen her older sib naked and had caught him hand-handedly handling himself. But no biggie, she was too young to really know what it was all about--only that it was probably naughty.\par \tab On the subject of masturbating: yeah, she did. Naturally. She was another church girl, but that didn\rquote t prevent her from \ldblquote getting busy\rdblquote with herself several times thru the week. She had noted her older sister getting it on with a cucumber, Amanda had tried it; no actual penetration involved, just humping/grinding.\par \tab At length, with Amanda all worked up and her young brother \ldblquote calmed\rdblquote , the girl undone her bro\rquote s jeans and slid them down, his underwear, too.\par \tab Longingly she caressed the boy\rquote s ass. Something she had longed to do, but feared reprisal. Her other hand snaked around and fondled his young-young wares. A tingling began in her cunny, her nipples, too. She rubbed and fondled fear free. She then turned the tyke about, removing his jacket and shirts. She then drew him into her whereupon she caressed his ass lovingly, then worked him out of his bunched up pants and undies.\page\tab\lquote Lay him down, suck him.\rquote Wendsy cooed to her via the Mindlink.\par \tab Amanda paused a moment, a half moment. Gulped, broke out into a mild sweat, then a gush of tingling seethed between her legs and she went down on her young sibling, sucking his cock and balls wholly.\par \tab Wendsy was pleased, very pleased. September was, too. (so were the other Cave Dwellers, smiling, masturbating, looking onward to the next event.)\par \par \tab The next event was having young Adam help his big sister out of her clothes. She did most of the work but the boy helped in the removal. At 14 Amanda had a nice rack, it took both of her boyfriend\rquote s hands to cup the lovelies. Little Adam was presented with the bare mounds and like a pro he began to suckle.\par \tab Amanda fondled her brother, smoothing her hand about his ass, digging into the young crack, fingering out his virgin pooper. The tingling between her legs was intensifying.\par \tab She knew that there was only one thing to do\'85.\par \tab Everyone around the Imager watched in anticipating awe as the young teen eased out of her turquoise jeans, kick off her shoes and socks, then had her bro slid her purple panties off. She opened her legs and frigged herself, allowing her giddy brother to have a good look.\par \tab Being close (in relationship) the two had seen one another naked many times, mostly in their undies. No biggie. But it was not regarded as perverse or sexual. Until now.\par \tab Amanda lay out on the thick layer of leaves and guided her young bro onto her, positioning him, guiding his little somewhat erect pecker into her virgin sex. She could feel the pipsqueak schlong stabbing her, it took a few moments to actually get it to go in. She felt him, she reeled and felt herself cumming.\par \tab She shuddered and felt herself \ldblquote relieving\rdblquote herself onto her brother. She clamped onto his tight young naked butt and kept him pumping her. The only redeeming thing about the act she thought of was that at least she couldn\rquote t get pregnant!\par \tab There was the broken hymen to deal with, it freaked the both of them out a little, just a tad. Little bro was a little panicky, big sister Amanda not far behind. Wendsy & September lost their \ldblquote grip\rdblquote on the two due to the heightened emotions. They had been caught off guard and hadn\rquote t seriously forced their \ldblquote grip\rdblquote on the two Subject\rquote s minds.\par \tab\lquote The scene\rquote s fading!\rquote almost shouted September.\par Act I/Scene II\par \tab It looked to be the same forest, just a different location. More trees and boulders. Again there was a lag time of just \ldblquote admiring\rdblquote the forest before the Imager located or focused in on the Subject. Which was another pair of siblings.\par \tab In a small open area a young teen with his young sister paused. The little girl was all kinds of cute, all kinds. Blond hair in curls, sunshiny face, deep heavenly blue eyes, very cute in her red checkered mid-thigh length kiddie dress, too!\par \tab She wore a white sweater and her hair gently caressed her face. Rosy red cheeks, dainty little earrings, a sweet-sweet smile; every cock at the Imager Pool had wood.\par \tab There was a brief convo between the two siblings, what it was was not immediately known. BUT, the details of which was soon known, or the gist of that unknown convo was shed as the boy firstly looked about, wrinkled his nose, surreptitiously gouged the boner in his pants, then squatted behind his little sister.\par \tab She herself hiked up her little dress, just by mere squatting her business end was exposed. Her brother behind her lowered her undies to her knees. Then a steady stream of pee began to issue forth. Behind her her brother seriously gouged him, biting his lip and having that look of strong desire in him.\par \tab The boy, Brock, was also fourteen. He was very fresh, semi-athletic, and also virginal--save for the almost daily jerking off. Other than his adorable sweet sister, he had not seen a girl of ANY age naked. Pictures not counting. He had a Playboy, saw panties in the department store, saw girls in their skimpy swimsuits, but not naked.\par \tab Brittany, however, well, she was seven, she was precocious and na\'efve and going naked was her thing. Keeping her in clothes was difficult, \lquote specially right before and right after a bath. And in the summer it was near impossible to keep her clothed.\par \tab Occasionally she came to sleep with her big brother, they were their own siblings. Sometimes-SOMETIMES Brock got Brittany to handle his cock, she was usually very out of it, asleep, sleepy, or drugged up on cold meds. When he was absolutely certain for sure that he could get away with it, he slid her panties down and checked out her pussy.\page\tab He bathed her and there he easily was able to finger her pussy and asshole. But he never whipped his dick out on her. She sometimes had friends her age come over for a sleepover; then he did so infacto observe them; while they slept, used the bathroom, etc. He found ways to spy on them, while they changed clothes, used the toilet, etc. \par \tab But his desire was for more. Much more.\par \tab\lquote Pull her dress & sweater off.\rquote came the subtle suggestion.\par \tab Brock held back a moment, looked about for security\rquote s sake, licked his lips nervously and then complied, easing Brittany\rquote s sweater off first and then lifting off the Fall dress. The little tyke stood giggling, unabashed for her nakedness. Her panties still at her knees.\par \tab Brock then slid the undies down and while she clung to him at the shoulders he removed her shoes and socks.\par \tab When he stood there was a bit of a \lquote wet spot\rdblquote on his jeans, his bulge was significant.\par \tab\lquote Has Brittany seen YOU unclothed?\rquote Wendsy slyly probed.\par \tab Not intentionally.\par \tab Little bright sunshiny Brittany struck off chasing some flying insect. Brock admired her, her carefreeness, her naiveness, her absolute happiness, her nakedness.\par \tab\lquote Take off YOUR clothes.\rquote\par \tab Brock swallowed. His heart pounded, his balls cinched up, asshole tightened. Brittany happily amok in the small clearing, the sunshine gently warming her as she chased after a butterfly.\par \tab Brock slowly peeled off his preppy sweater, then his shirts. The air was a little brisk under the shade of the trees. Stepping out into the sunshine was a little warmer. He still looked about for security\rquote s sake. When satisfied that all was well, he finished undressing.\par \tab When he had gotten to his underwear, he stood, his bulge was prominent. He gouged it and continued to watch his lovely naked sibling who was paying him no attention at all.\par \tab At length the little tyke returned to her brother, she yapped on and on and on about the butterfly. She didn\rquote t seem embarrassed or anything about being naked or the fact that her big brother was in his undies. (he had yet to shuck those.)\page\tab He embraced her, hugged, and copped a quick feel of her ass. She had made him a crown of grass, a Roman tiara actually. He put it on and hugged her some more, bringing her onto his lap. Her young naked legs straddled his waist. Perfect. While she fiddled with his crown, Brock easily gripped and held her at her hips and glided her up and down his bulge.\par \tab He was in a terrible way, a deftly ache he had, his eyes fluttered and heart beat harder. Wendsy probed, asking a question. The answer came with Yes, if he could get away with it he WOULD fuck his little sister. Not hard, maybe not even actual penetration. He just wanted to be nude with her and to rub his cock against her cunny, poke; poke her asshole and maybe see if she could suck him. At the very least, he wanted her to cup his balls and jack him off.\par \tab Wendsy smiled to herself, \lquote I think that can be arranged.\rquote\par \par \tab\ldblquote Oh God! Oh God!\rdblquote his face made many contortions and exhibited many facial expressions classic when one is in the final throws of orgasming. He groaned, he moaned, he opened his legs a little more, bracing against the bark of the oak behind him. Sitting askew on his bare thigh was his sweet adorable princess-like sister, jerking him off.\par \tab His cum began to shoot and soil her hand. Brittany giggled, ohed and ahed, blushed and continued humping his cock until he was drained.\par \tab Then, to his amazement, as well as to the unknown onlookers, the lovely youngster licked the fresh spilled cream from her hand.\par \tab\lquote Nice touch.\rquote Minded Wendsy to her brother.\par \tab September grinned, popped his neck, and brought the young girl deeper into the world of depravity.\par \tab This was as Brock\rquote s prong began to soften, the little tyke slid down some then \ldblquote went\rdblquote down, lapping on the splooge soiling the head of her brother\rquote s prong. Brock was speechless--so was pert near everyone surrounding the Imaging pool. Most were awed, some were astonished.\par \tab Brock was elated. He opened his legs even more, plunging his cock into Brittany\rquote s sweet mouth. It didn\rquote t take long at all before his brotherly prick was once more stiff. She stopped sucking, she gagged and retched and cock sucking wasn\rquote t her forte, not yet anyways.\par \tab Brock (on his own) pulled her up his body, having her grind her sex against HIS sex. Thereafter he lay down, still acting on his own, and began licking out her poon. He was very into it, opening her legs WIDE and driving his tongue DEEP (as possible) into her.\page\tab He turned her about and laid her out onto his body. Once more she took his prick and jacked him; once more her brother licked out her sex, finger fucked her asshole, prepping her for later.\par \par Act I/Scene III\par \tab It looked like a vista, one of those picturesque places, points of interests along a scenic route of some kind. Stretching out beyond and at quite a depth, too, was an enormous landscape of canyons. Forests here and there in the canyons, some on the plateaus. There was a river running thru the middle and both Garson and Mr. Kevin thought it might be somewhere along the Colorado River, close to the Grand Canyon or there\rquote bouts.\par \tab There was a rail for safety. Straggly deadwood trees, some sage, and a bit of a breeze. There was one vehicle present, the only one the Imager focused on anyways. It was a van, a modern van conversion built for extended traveling having minor recreational upgrades.\par \tab The Imager focused and remained focused for some time, moving off of the lone vehicle to the vista view. Then, coming up along on a hiking trail up to the vista point were three peoples. A grandpa-type with two children type.\par \tab The grandpa was partially bald, late fifties, very late, wearing a wind breaker and supporting a light white-ish beard. His persona was one of calmness, cherry and a good grandpa. He carried in his arms the last few feet up the steep trail the youngest grandchild, while the other virtually \ldblquote skipped\rdblquote her way to the level parking area.\par \tab The three came to the lone vehicle. It seemed to be on the apex curvature of a two lane mountain-like road. Big boulders and sparse trees could be seen on the opposite side of the parking area. The noonday sun was out, the sky was blue. It was a normal world not under nuclear attack. (so far.)\par \tab The grandpa opened the side door to the van and the three clambered inside. Once inside the oldest girl flopped into one of the three captain\rquote s chairs, she shucked her shoes and let out her breath, she was poopped. She was a dark haired girl, heavy bangs, dark eyes, long narrow face. She seemed small for her age, which was twelve, but she looked ten!\par \tab Her sister was five and looked five.\par \tab The five year old was blond haired, green eyes, very pretty and not one to settle down so. The grandpa handed them each a soft drink and they drank greedily. There was yapping in between breaths about what they saw.\page\tab After they had killed their sodas, they continued to rest a bit; the grandpa pulled off his own shoes then removed his youngest granddaughter\rquote s shoes and socks. He then lifted off her top shirt as well as the second outer shirt and then an undershirt.\par \tab When he sat back to admire her, Wendsy could catch the bulge being revealed in the man\rquote s beige slacks. He hugged his youngest, patting her butt and tweaking her nose. There was love there. The other girl sitting in the blue captain\rquote s chair right next to them was smiling, rocking back and forth dancing her feet in the air.\par \tab He hefted the young girl up onto the chair she had been sitting in, tickled her, and then began to undo her jeans and slid them down. She didn\rquote t seem distressed about this nor did her sister.\par \tab With her jeans off the grandpa began blowing raspberries on her bare belly, tickling her more and more and feeling out her cunny! The other girl giggled and laughed and came out of her chair to embrace her grandpa and tickle him as well.\par \tab The grandpa, \ldblquote John\rdblquote reach about and returned the tickling, mostly playing grab ass with her ass. The girl didn\rquote t seem to mind, neither of them did. And soon Grandpa John took holt of young Samantha\rquote s panties at the crotch and pulled them off!\par \tab She giggled. She blushed, she acted up in a silly way. Grandpa John went down on her and licked her cunny, her asshole, and blew more raspberries on her. Her locked her ankles together and held them up high and the Imager showed the man fingering her tight anus. She appeared to be virginal, save for the ardent fingering.\par \tab He sat back to get his breath. His other granddaughter was still smiling, she still seemed \ldblquote okay\rdblquote with the somewhat naughty shenanigans. She stood beside her grandpa, he hugged her, patting her behind, caressing it, and seemingly \ldblquote tugging\rdblquote at the jeans from a belt loop.\par \tab The girl blushed, she was quite unique in her features, face anyways. Strong Italian, but Americanized. Despite her age (12) she was almost virtually flat chested. \par \tab Little Samantha wriggled and giggled nakedly on the chair.\par \tab Brandy bowed her head and undone her jeans.\par \tab Grandpa John still with fingers hooked into a belt loop tugged them on down. Nice white undies with yellow daises. Hip huggers, a nice ass, a vry nice ass. John ran his hand over the butt, letting the jeans fall as they may as he pressed his lips to the girl\rquote s butt, here he did plant a kiss. Brandy turned just a bit and bent over just a tad.\page\tab Grandpa John hooked the panties and lowered them, kissing the bare ass flesh. At length the girl bent further over and parted her own cheeks! John stuck out his tongue and worked it to the child\rquote s anus. \par \tab Brandy\rquote s panties were pushed down to her ankles, John\rquote s tongue drilled into her asshole until he was at some fever pitch. On her own she stepped out of her clothes, slipped off her tops and sat in her chair, draping her legs over the arms. Her grandpa eyed the delightful offering before him, then lowered his head down and began noshing on her.\par \tab Brandy squirmed with delight as she was licked out, twisting and gushing. Her mouth undulated, her small nipples on her small sized breasts became \ldblquote perky.\rdblquote\par \tab It could be seen that his fingers were working into her cunny, into her asshole, too. The girl reeled as she was sexually tormented. She did show some change; concern, a knowing that what was happening was wrong. But it passed and she continued to giggle and enjoy.\par \tab John sat back, admiring his young granddaughter, the young girl fingered herself, brought her legs back and tried to peer down to her poon, there was a light covering of snatch hair concealing the entrance. Her sister bounced off of her chair and came to have a closer look. Wendsy & September had nothing to do with it. There was a slight encouragement from the grandpa was all.\par \tab As she closely examined her big sister\rquote s cunt, John eased his pants and underwear down. Brandy was aware, again her face briefly went sullen, concerned. She kept her place, legs opened wide. Little sis fingering the poon and giggling and talking a mile a minute and saying nothing (intelligible.)\par \tab Grandpa John sat up, taking his manly prick and rubbing it up between Samantha\rquote s ass. The little girl became aware and giggled, laughed and carried on. John held her hips and thrust his bone against her little poon, pulling her back onto his lap. It was a little awkward but he managed.\par \tab Brandy remained sitting, watching. Her eyes focused on her grandpa\rquote s cock as Samantha wriggled nakedly on his lap.\par \tab She paused for a moment and then came down. Samantha was all a giggle and wriggled about her grandpa\rquote s lap, pausing only when sister Brandy went down and began sucking on their grandpa\rquote s cock.\par \tab John closed his eyes and shuddered. Brandy engulfed the head of his cock and sucked it well. She also flicked her tongue to Sam\rquote s cunt. \ldblquote Yeah, yeah, Brandy, do it, lick her out!\rdblquote John breathed. But his cock was aching so and he had to \ldblquote stick it in\rdblquote something.\par Act I/Scene IV \par Transitions\par \tab\lquote Still the same?\rquote\par \tab\lquote Still.\rquote which was obvious. September sighed, yawned, scratched his nuts and farted. Wendsy wrinkled her nose and shot her brother a dirty look (and thought) for his unpleasantness.\par \tab Wisely he sat a little ways away from her.\par \tab\lquote Uhm, question for ya.\rquote he said.\par \tab\lquote What?\rquote\par \tab He looked curiously to his right, \lquote Uhm, wasn\rquote t there a boulder there?\rquote\par \tab Wendsy looked to where he was staring. He was right, there WAS a boulder there, er, there HAD been at least. She stared at the now empty space. Did it mean something? What had happened to the boulder? She returned her attention to the Pond, the Imager revealed the same \ldblquote scene\rdblquote , as it had for the last several hours. Was it stuck? Or something else?\par \tab Every so often she checked the empty spot where the boulder had been.\par \tab It was not only the boulder; it was reported that one of the \ldblquote hidden\rdblquote halls where a bathroom was at the end was no longer available. One of the niches that produced food no longer reproduced it. And the lighting as a whole in the Cave was seemingly getting dimmer.\par \tab\lquote I think something is happening.\rquote\par \tab\lquote What?\rquote September wondered.\par \tab\lquote I don\rquote t know, but I think we had better consider getting out of here.\rquote\par \par \tab The clothes that some of the Dwellers had brought in with them during their transition was now used for carrying foodstuffs, how long they would be out on their own in the \ldblquote wilderness\rdblquote was not known. The older folks, Kevin and Garson, could well enough supply the growing Family with food from the land--of whatever land they came into.\par \tab More boulders and hallways disappeared, the lighting grew even dimmer and dimmer. September checked the entrance hall he and Wendsy had come into, at the end was a wall of blackness. Solid black. He got a creepy feeling and didn\rquote t like it.\par \tab\lquote I think it\rquote s time.\rquote he said breathlessly to his sister via the Mindlink.\par \tab Wendsy agreed and as the Imager seemed to be stuck on the forest scene that was similar to a New England forest in Fall, it seemed as good as any and was quite possibly a subtle invite from the Imaging Pool. Did that make the Pool/Pond/Imager some sort of sentient being?\page\tab Kevin took his family in first, followed by Kristy and Karen; Logan and Hanna, Josh and Jackie. The formerly unconscious Megan HAD come around, she needed a little \ldblquote fixing\rdblquote and a sprinkling of Hunter\rquote s Pixie Dust, (Wonderful Stuff!) She was still a little delirious and needed much prompting and guiding. Thankfully she had two good friends Brandon and Holly to help. They trudged thru the shallow pond into the Image of the forest followed by Hunter and his new bitch Alice.\par \tab Wendsy looked around, she had grown used to the Cave, why it was changing she didn\rquote t know. Was it as simple as simply \ldblquote booting\rdblquote out the riffraff? Time to move on? It had provided \ldblquote entertainment\rdblquote and a way in which to visit other places. Now the Dwellers had overstayed their welcome.\par \tab In a stone cup for no other reason than just simply fucking because September collected some of the pond water. He took with him, too, the Stirring Stick. Garson went thru last.\par \par ****\par \par \tab They were naked, the eighteen of them, in a forest unknown. Kristy held her little sister Karen, Kevin held his young daughter Kara. The rest stood as a group looking about, no evidence of the Imager was present, it was a one way travel. \par \tab\lquote Think that will work?\rquote\par \tab September shrugged as he swished the contents in the stone cup. He held firm the Stick, he would have to find some sort of flat surface and dam it up so as the water wouldn\rquote t leak away.\par \tab Garson, still the only one in clothes, used his military trained eyes to immediately scour the area. All seemed well. They were alone. \par \tab The forest was a forest of Fall, the ground layered in multicolored leaves. The temperature was not chilly per se, but being butt bare assed naked did make the temperature noticeable.\par \tab Shelter was first up. Protection from the elements. A fire. And then a search for water (and other forms of life.)\par \tab The time seemed to be about mid-day, Kevin, Garson, and Logan had had the only working watches. Had. After transitioning from the cave to wherever the hell they were now, the watches had ceased to function. Was this a good thing? A warning of some subtle kind? More questions, no answers.\page\tab Wendsy had a feeling about their new digs.\par \tab\ldblquote Everything okay?\rdblquote Kevin-father-of-the-year asked.\par \tab Wendsy almost offered him a smile, but it wasn\rquote t her style, she WAS bugged by something, something intangible. She couldn\rquote t see it, but she could feel it. She regretted leaving the Cave, maybe the Cave was going thru a phase and wouldn\rquote t have harmed them. Too late for that now.\par \tab Elms and Oaks and other assorted trees befitting a leafy forest. It was quiet and still, a few birds somewhere chirped and fluttered from tree to tree. Nothing else stirred.\par \tab Garson struck off for a more extended looksee.\par \tab He was gone some time. Wendsy sat on a log facing the direction he had gone. September sat with her in silence, save for an occasional butt blast. The rest of the \ldblquote family\rdblquote fiddled around resting, wandering about their new-new environment, and doing what they like to do best.\par \tab After watching Hunter with Alice, Kevin turned his attention to his wife. Alice had firstly lain on her backside with her legs up the bare hairless chest of Hunter. Hunter put it to her pussy fucking her until almost orgasm, then pulled out and jammed himself into her asshole and fucking her there until he DID orgasm.\par \tab Thereafter he lay on her, kissing and grinding his cum spewing cock against her gash. While he did so he watched Logan humping Hanna while Josh sat on her face, his testicles in her mouth, she masturbating him. This helped Hunter get hard again and he rose up off of his Love, turned her over, raised her hips and entered her again.\par \tab Brandon was nearby, masturbating, watching. He got the smile and head nod from Hunter and came to them, slipping his cock into Alice\rquote s mouth.\par \tab Holly sucked on Jackie\rquote s pud while under her her best friend Megan sucked on her pussy.\par \tab Mr. Kevin was well pleased and got serious wood by watching all this.\par \tab His wife, and yea his entire family, had been \ldblquote fixed\rdblquote courtesy of Wendsy\rquote s mind tricks. His wife, though, was aware just enough to know that what was happening was wrong. She was, though, powerless to do anything about it and could only submit and obey. When her emotions began to raise and she felt repulsed or upset about the indecency about her, she shut down. Her mind, body, everything, she got incredibly sleepy and very tired.\par \tab Kellie and Katey sat together, watching in awe as their father put their mother into the infamous doggie style. They, too, were like their mother, only able to submit; and when they protested or their emotions began to rise, they too felt ill and sleepy and shut down.\par \tab He strolled up to his daughter Kellie, she reeled back, eyeing his cum dripping cock. She shook and trembled, her mind filled with dozens of outrageous memories. \par \tab\ldblquote Suck it.\rdblquote he told her. Kellie tried not to but there was some sort of compelling force that overwhelmed her and to her older sister\rquote s shock and dismay Kellie semi willing leaned forward, gripped her father\rquote s dong, cupped his balls, and sucked his cock freshly pulled from her mother\rquote s asshole.\par \tab Katey was next.\par \tab Katey sucked his balls and then kissed on Kellie, cleaning the spunk laden on her mouth before the two were commanded by their father to 69 one another. While they did so, with Katey on top, Kevin smacked the girl\rquote s ass beet red; he then had Kellie part the girl\rquote s cheeks and then he fucked the hole.\par \tab His youngest daughter, Kara, was a bit too young, even for him. He did spank her and finger fuck her asshole, and gouge her young pussy; he had her suck the head of his cock, but he had to yet to fully penetrate her. \par \tab She WAS, however, fucked by the youngest sibling Kenneth. Kenneth, though, didn\rquote t have much to offer at his young tender age. Josh and Jackie were the ones tagging the young girl, fucking her pussy and asshole, peeing on her, and sucking. Brandon fucked her, a week after her arrival he got the opportunity and go ahead and took his cock to her cunny.\par \tab Days later he was buggering her asshole.\par \tab With Hunter\rquote s arrival, he, too got in the act and boned the girl senseless. Jackie and Josh double teamed the young girl, Hunter and Brandon had a double turn at her too--Brandon in her ass with Hunter in her mouth. (and then they switched\'85)\par \tab Wendsy paused in her dutiful sentry watch for Garson to watch Mr. Kevin escort his young daughter Kara. Out of the immediate area, over a small hill. Here he laid the girl across his lap and while she struggled just a little, he spanked her. A darling little girl she was, kinky blond hair that was long and fine. A long narrow jaw, a bright sunny face. Her father rammed his fingers into her asshole before setting to her knees between his. He then brought her to suckle his furry nads, followed by sucking on his shaft before popping the member into her mouth.\par \tab When his cock was at its stiffest, he laid the girl down, positioned her legs, and drove his fatherly bone into her cunny. Kara twisted and wailed some, undulated her whole body before ultimately submitting to her father.\par \tab When he returned to the impromptu family camp some time later Garson had just returned with news.\par \pard\kerning0\f1\fs20\par }