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Keeper of the Park, part 2.
Written by Lensman.

This story is fictional, all characters and events depicted within are fictional and any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental.

I have one unbreakable rule (to paraphrase Isaac Azimov):
I may not harm a Little Girl, or through inaction allow a Little Girl to come to harm.

Keep these fantasies where they belong; in your head.

Story Codes: (Mg, gg, Cons, Pedo, Voy)

Story Intro:
This story is about two innocent young girls, Kate and her sister Sandy, and what happened when they met the Keeper of the park.

Keeper of the Park.
Part 2

"Oh my goodness!" mum gasped, her mouth and eyes wide open with shock.
Sandy looked amazed for only a brief moment before she put her hand over her mouth to stifle her giggles and grinned as she replied, "Yeah... you do look pregnant!" and then burst out laughing.

Kate looked down at her bloated belly in surprise. She couldn't be pregnant, could she? She looked up at mum wide-eyed who just goggled back at her.
"What...?" mum started, "Who...? No, you can't be..." she then stopped again, unable to even say what she was thinking.

At that moment, dad walked in through the front door hefting a large tin of emulsion. "I got that paint you wanted," he called as he stepped into the lounge and then stopped dead, staring at Kate's rounded belly in astonishment.
As if spurred by dad's arrival, mum jumped forward and took hold of Kate's hand, pulling her towards the door. "We've got to get to the doctor's!" she declared firmly. "Since you can't be..." she paused, still unable to even say the word, "we need to see what's wrong with you!"

Kate stumbled along after mum, astounded by what Keeper had done to her; it couldn't be true... she couldn't really be pregnant. Mum dragged her out to the car and drove off like a maniac, leaving dad and Sandy back at the house.

"What's happening?" dad asked Sandy, bewildered by what he had just witnessed, "Is Kate...?" he couldn't say what he was thinking, it was too absurd to even think it.
Sandy couldn't stop giggling, but knew instinctively that she should keep a secret of what she had seen Kate and Keeper do together. "I dunno," she replied, trying to stifle her giggles, "she just sorta blew up like a balloon."

"I'm ok mum... honest!" Kate protested from the back seat of the racing car, "I feel fine! There's no need to go to the doctor!"
"I'm sure you do," mum replied as she had to stop at a red light and gripped the wheel impatiently, "but let's just be sure, ok?"
Kate sat back feeling worried. What if the doctors could tell she had done it with Keeper? What if they could see the baby growing inside her? What would they do then?

Mum pulled Kate into the 'A&E' department of the hospital and looked around for someone to help her. Spotting the receptionist, she strode up to the counter and demanded, "I need a doctor to see my daughter, there's something wrong with her!"
The receptionist took one look at Kate, with her bloated belly pushing out her tight T-shirt, and immediately picked up the phone to call the doctor.

"Why don't you lay on here," the doctor said calmly to Kate as he patted the top of the examination gurney in the small curtained off cubicle.
Kate nervously climbed up onto the gurney and lay back, holding onto her mother's hand tightly while the doctor examined her. He rubbed his hands around and over her distended belly and firmly pressed in at different places.
"And you say that she seemed to balloon up right in front of you?" he asked mum curiously.
"That's right," mum replied anxiously, "what is it doctor? What's wrong with her?"
"There are a few more tests I'd like to do," he replied with a reassuring smile, "before I can tell for sure." He then looked at Kate and asked, "Can you take off your panties so I can look at you?"

Kate looked up at her mum and asked plaintively, "Do I hav'ta?" worried that the doctor would quickly know just what she had done with Keeper.
"The doctor needs to see you there Kate," mum smiled, trying to reassure her, "he needs to see what's wrong so that he can make you better."
"Erm... ok then... I guess," Kate sighed as she lifted her bum from the examination table and let the doctor pull down her panties.

The doctor lifted Kate's denim skirt out of the way, revealing her bald mons and labia to his gaze. Using the tips of the first two fingers of each hand, he gently parted the plump labia revealing the darker inner area and the small entrance to the coral pink interior.
Kate was very nervous about what the doctor would see and was nibbling on her bottom lip as he touched her. Suddenly, a strong shock of electric tingles washed out from his touch on her pussy, causing her to moan aloud at the feeling.
"Don't worry," the doctor said, misinterpreting her moan and trying to calm her, "I'll do my best to make sure this is as painless as possible."

The doctor could clearly see that her hymen was perforated, but not enough to indicate any kind of vaginal penetration had taken place, it looked like she hadn't even inserted her own finger in there. As he continued to examine her, he noticed that her clitoris quickly engorged with blood and expanded as he felt her labia warm up and become flushed. He easily recognised the signs of the girl's arousal and suspected that she probably masturbated, but was not going to tell her mother that.
"She appears to be intact and healthy," he smiled as he reluctantly pulled himself away from the intoxicating sight and scent of her youthful arousal, "so let's see what an ultrasound has to tell us."

While the doctor was gone, Kate quickly pulled her panties back up over her throbbing pussy and rearranged her skirt to hide the growing dampness spreading from her tingling slit.
"Ok then," the doctor smiled as he wheeled a trolley carrying some equipment and a monitor screen up to the gurney. "This will be a little cold," he warned just before squeezing a generous dollop of the clear conductive gel onto Kate's rounded stomach and placing the head of the ultrasound scanner into the middle of it.

Kate gasped; the gel was cold but the feeling, as the doctor rubbed the scanner over her tummy, was surprisingly good too. Like it was sending waves of warmth radiating out over her body, making her little nipples go hard and stick out while stoking the fires of sensation in her heated little pussy.

"Hmmmm..." the doctor murmured softly as he worked.
"What is it?" mum asked anxiously, worried that it must be something serious.
"Oh?" the doctor looked up at mum and then smiled broadly, "there's nothing in there that shouldn't be, everything looks to be fine." He then passed Kate a paper towel to wipe off the gel as he wheeled the ultrasound trolley out of the cubicle again.
When he returned, Kate asked timidly, "So there's really nothing wrong with me?"
"That's right," the doctor smiled reassuringly at her and then patted her bulging belly. "There's not even much fat in here..." he winked, "my guess is that you're just retaining a bit of water and that it'll be gone in a few days."

Mum drove the car back home at a much more relaxed pace. She even joked with Kate about how panicked she had been; not even noticing how much Kate was squirming in her seat behind her.
Kate felt a faint sheen of sweat break out on her top lip as mum drove over a rough patch of road. She didn't know how long she could hold off from touching herself. Ever since the doctor had touched her pussy, the tingles had been growing. With each bump of the road and rev of the engine, the need to touch herself grew, and the seemingly unending trip was just stretching out the delightful agony.

When they finally stopped in the driveway, Kate gingerly climbed from the car and walked to the front door as carefully as she could. She slowly made her way to the stairs on shaking legs, heading for the bathroom.
"Well?" Sandy asked with a grin of anticipation, where she stood in the doorway into the lounge beside dad. "What did the doctor say?"
"Nothin' wrong!" Kate grunted through gritted teeth as she climbed the first step and felt her sodden panties rub at her sensitive slit yet again. "Ask mum... I gotta go... toilet."

The climb up the stairs left Kate's body wracked by small spasms as each step up triggered another small cum. When she finally reached the bathroom, she dropped her drenched panties to her ankles and quickly sat on the toilet and rubbed at her pussy with her fingers. Like a bomb going off in her belly, Kate exploded with her long delayed orgasm. She struggled to contain her moans as her whole body vibrated with glorious spasms of pleasure and her clenching pussy dribbled juices into the toilet bowl.

When she finally came down from her panting orgasmic high, Kate put her wet panties into the clothes hamper and went to her bedroom to take another clean pair from her draws before pulling them up and gingerly slipping them snugly against her still tingling pussy.

"Are you ok sweetie?" dad asked with concern in his voice as Kate walked into the lounge, although his eyes never left the rounded bulge of her pregnant looking belly.
"Yes dad," she nodded with a smile, "the doctor said there's nothing wrong..." she then turned to poke her tongue out at Sandy and continued, "and I'm not gonna have a baby neither!"
"Of course you aren't," mum laughed at the idea, "you're much too young! I don't know what I was thinking."

+ + + + +

Kate felt herself being cuddled in the warm embrace of someone who loved her. She could feel their strong arms curled around her body, pulling her rounded belly against his as she wrapped her arms around his broad chest and relaxed within his protection.
"I will always keep you safe," she heard Keeper's voice murmur into her hair, "you have nothing to fear while you bear my child."

She felt Keeper's hands gently stroke up and down the small of her back for a while before she felt the stroking go further, wandering all over her back and butt. As she felt him stroke her butt, a small shiver of excitement travelled from where his fingers were touching her, straight between her thighs and ignited a warmth in her pussy. She felt his stroking slow and then stop, cupping her butt before he gently squeezed it in both of his hands.
"And you look so sexy too..." he chuckled lightly.

Kate pulled her head back and smiled up at him and her dad smiled back as he continued to hold her bum, kneading it gently.
"I think you are the sexiest little girl I know," dad smiled at her, leant down and softly kissed her on the lips.
Kate felt the warmth tingling in her pussy suddenly blazed up like an inferno of liquid fire and her nipples crinkled up so strongly they ached. She kissed her dad back warmly at first, but with rapidly rising passion until suddenly, she found herself hugging her pillow lengthways as she kissed one end of it and ground the heated mound of her dribbling pussy against the other.

It had been a dream, a very vivid and exciting dream, but still just a dream. She sighed, feeling her heart beating rapidly and the rush of tingles buzzing throughout her crotch. As she rolled onto her back and looked up at the dark ceiling, a strange mixture of emotions rolled around within her. Excitement at the pleasure within the dream, disappointment that it was just a dream and curiosity if dad really thought she was sexy.

Wondering if dad's cock looked and felt anything like Keeper's, Kate slid her hand under her nightie and onto her heated pussy. She slid her middle finger between the plump, slick lips and rhythmically rubbed it up and down the groove, brushing over the top of the sensitive button of flesh, causing her to moan softly. She tried to breathe quietly as she rubbed at the top of her slit, sending waves of pleasure radiating out. She used her other hand to tickle and tweak at her stiff little nipples as she rubbed at her button vigorously, causing the pleasure to rapidly build up. She groaned aloud as she felt the delight grow stronger. The small bursts of pleasure quickly merging into a great explosion of ecstasy that caused her to tremble as waves of joy washed over her body.
Slowly she relaxed, panting and grinning at the hot glow that seemed to spread through her body. She cupped her hot, wet pussy with one hand and relished the amazing feelings she had just given herself as she slowly cooled down.

"Did that feel good?" Sandy whispered curiously.
Startled, Kate sat upright and stared at Sandy where she stood in the doorway, outlined in the soft light from the hallway nightlight. "What are you doing here?" she asked in a husky voice, her heart racing at the shock of Sandy's unexpected appearance and the remaining excitement from her recent cum.

"I... I was just going to the loo," Sandy replied softly, feeling her pudden tingle by what she had seen Kate doing under the covers, "and I heard you moan so I came in to see if anything was wrong."
At first, Kate thought to tell Sandy to go back to bed, but the exciting tingle still buzzing through her pussy guided her differently.
"Why don't you come in and close the door," she suggested, "so we don't wake mum and dad."
Sandy stepped into Kate's room and closed the door behind her; plunging the room into darkness and making her feel nervous and excited too.

"You'll have to get in bed with me," Kate grinned at the deeper darkness where Sandy stood as she slid to one side, "if you want me to show you how good it felt."
Sandy tentatively stepped up to the bed and pulled up the cover before slipping in beside her sister, careful to not nudge her bump.

There was not a lot of room in the single bed, but the two of them lay on their sides facing each other with their knees touching.
Kate slipped her hand down between them, under Sandy's nightie and drew light circles over the slight curve of Sandy's tummy before trailing down over her mound to her smooth pussy where she began to stroke it softly at first.
Sandy couldn't believe that Kate had just started to play with her pudden without even asking, or how good it felt. Hesitantly, she reached down and trailed her fingers up Kate's leg to her waist and whispered, "I'm scared... every time I get that good feeling, I feel like I need a wee... and I don't want to wee the bed!"
"Don't worry," Kate smiled into the dark, "you've just been to the loo, so you can't wee. Besides it feels like that just before you explode with the best feeling ever!"

Kate's stroking fingers felt great to Sandy, forcing a soft groan from her lips as the gentle touch over her bare pudden drove everything from her mind except the pleasure she was feeling. After a moment, she eased her hand over Kate's bulging belly and then down to stroke at her pudden, copying Kate's movements as best she could.
Kate thought it a little strange to feel on her pussy almost what she was doing to Sandy, but with a slight delay, but soon lost herself to the good feelings. She stroked along Sandy's plump, bald pussy lips and then felt Sandy's fingers do the same to her, spreading exciting tingles over and through her mound. She pushed her middle finger between the rounded lips of her sister's pussy and into her moist slit, sliding along it to her dribbling hole and dragging her juices back to the top to cover her button. Using her juice-slick fingertip, she began to strum Sandy's sensitive button, and feel her own being strummed in return.

As they rubbed at each other's bodies, pushing their pleasure ever higher, they unconsciously mimicked each other closer and closer. They both groaned together and then shifted a leg to give the other better access. They both curled up their toes and moaned at the rapidly building pleasure they could feel. Panting hard, but trying to remain quiet, they both stroked and rubbed at each other's clits and pussies. The pleasure they felt kept building up and up, becoming the familiar need pressing at their senses.

Suddenly, Kate redoubled her efforts on Sandy's button. She felt her stiffen and gasp as she shuddered with her first orgasm while Kate held onto her dribbling pussy and used her other hand to vigorously rub at her own.
Sandy felt her pudden explode with pleasure, sending jagged bolts searing throughout her body like fiery lightning arcing along her trembling limbs, making her gasp and groan with the pleasure. As the amazing feelings began to subside, she relaxed completely. Her last thought was that she would go back to her own bed, after a little rest.
Kate continued to rub at her own pussy until she felt another explosion of ecstasy burst throughout her body like fireworks. With a smile plastered on her sweaty face, she relaxed, panting for breath, and pulled Sandy's hand back between her thighs to cup her hot, wet pussy while she held onto Sandy's heated mound and drifted back to sleep.

+ + + + +

Kate woke the following morning to an empty bed and wondered when Sandy had left. She rolled over and slowly climbed from the bed to stand looking down at her swollen belly. Had it grown even bigger over night? She quickly stripped off her nightie and stared at herself in her mirror. Her belly did look bigger, and she was sure she could feel movement within. No matter what the doctor had said, she knew now that she was going to have Keeper's baby. And she wasn't entirely sure how she felt about it, good or bad.

With her tummy rumbling, Kate quickly dressed in a T-shirt and skirt that were almost too tight to fit over her expanded waistline, and then went to the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth. As she walked into the kitchen a short while later, she saw Sandy sat at the table, finishing her bowl of cereal.
"Morning sleepyhead," mum called cheerfully as she pulled a bowl from the cupboard and then passed Kate to set it on the table beside Sandy.
"Mornin'," Kate replied as she sat beside her sister and grinned at her. As she reached for the cereal box she softly asked, "You sleep ok?"
Sandy nodded silently as she stared into the milky bottom of her bowl and blushed, feeling embarrassed by the memories of what she had felt the previous night.

"No park for you two today," mum said brightly, "I need your help around the house."
"Awww mum!" Kate and Sandy chorused together.
"No arguing!" mum frowned as she looked at Kate, glancing down at her bulging belly before striding into the hallway.

"So what do you think?" Kate grinned at Sandy excitedly, asking softly, "Is that the best feeling or what?"
Sandy felt embarrassed by what she had let Kate do to her, how Kate had rubbed at her pudden until she had exploded. She blushed as she continued to stare into the depths of her bowl and whispered her reply. "I never thought I could feel so good!" The memory of the feelings made her heart beat faster in her chest. She had really enjoyed it, and truth be told, she wanted to do it again.
"Yeah," Kate agreed around her mouthful of breakfast, "it's like fireworks going off inside your pussy."
Sandy looked up at her sister curiously and asked, "Pussy?"
"Yeah," Kate nodded, "that's what Keeper called my pudden..." she then added with a cheeky, sexy grin, "and I like it... it sounds naughty!"
Sandy giggled and nodded, smiling her agreement. She also thought pussy was a better name for it, more naughty.

The day passed agonisingly slowly for Sandy and Kate. They helped mum carefully unpack the last few boxes, but whenever they tried to relieve the boredom by playing catch with balls of scrunched up newspaper that had been used to pack the things away, mum told them off for messing about. By the end of the day, all three of them were exasperated. Sandy and Kate because they couldn't go to the park or have any fun at home, and mum because the two girls weren't willing to help without messing about.

"I've had it up to here with the girls today!" mum growled at dad as she indicated a point just above her head, "You three can eat while I have a relaxing bath and then I'm off to bed." As she started up the stairs she added, "Make sure that they have a bath too before they go to bed."
Dad looked nonplussed at her retreating back before dropping his car keys on the hall table, hanging up his coat and heading into the kitchen to eat.

After eating and washing the dishes, dad left the girls in the lounge watching the TV while he went upstairs to check the bathroom was clear. He started the water running with a little bubble bath in it while he set out some dry towels on the radiator to warm and then returned downstairs.
"Ok you two," he announced as he stepped into the lounge, "you heard mum... bath time."
"Awww daaad.." they both moaned in unison, not wanting to miss any of the TV show they were watching.
"The quicker you have your bath," dad smiled, "the quicker you can come back down and carry on watching TV."

Sandy jumped up from the floor and dashed past dad before scampering up the stairs to the bathroom. Kate struggled to rise from the chair and gratefully took the hand dad offered allowing herself to be pulled up.
"Kate," dad hesitated for a moment, looking concerned, "I think it might be a good idea if I helped you in the bath tonight."
"Daaad!" Kate protested automatically, "I'm not a little girl anymore!" Although she protested, Kate felt a bit grateful that dad would be there to look after her as her big belly did feel awkward sometimes.
"Just while you are in this condition," dad added with a soft smile.
Kate nodded with a resigned sigh, "Ok then," and then remembered the dream she'd had and felt a pleasant tingle of excitement dance through her pussy at the thought of being naked in front of her daddy.

Dad knocked on the bathroom door before entering, swiftly followed by Kate.
"Hiya daddy!" Sandy chirped with a bright smile as she continued to splash and play in the foamy bath water.
"Hi sweetie," he smiled back at her and asked, "are you nearly done? Or do you want me to wash your back?"
Sandy thought for only a moment before nodding, "Sure daddy, you can do my back."

Dad knelt by the side of the bath, grabbed the soap and quickly lathered up his hands as Kate went to fetch her nightie. He started at Sandy's neck and washed over her shoulders and along each arm in turn to her hands. He then washed her shoulders and down her back to the waterline before quickly washing over her chest and tummy.
Sandy nearly gasped as dad's hand rubbed over her tiny nips, making them tingle nicely as he washed her front.

"Ok, sweetie," dad said as he rinsed his hands in the bath water and stood to grab a big towel. "Rinse off and out you get."
Sandy lay back in the water, making sure her shoulders and body went under before sitting up again and then standing.
Dad watched Sandy rinse off and then stand in the tub, the water cascading over her glistening skin and bubbles gently sliding over her non-existent curves.
After carefully climbing from the bath, Sandy snuggled into the big towel that dad held for her and let him rub her dry, feeling warm and loved in his fluffy embrace. When he was finished, she quickly pulled on her nightie and skipped off downstairs to continue watching the TV.

Kate slipped past dad, carefully climbed over the side of the bath and knelt down in the bubbly, warm water before she looked at him and smiled slightly.
Dad watched his nine-year-old daughter's naked body as she stepped past him, staring at the perfect curve of her apple shaped bottom. He felt his dick begin to rise in his trousers as she slowly straddled the side of the bath climbing in and he caught sight of her pale, plump little pussy lips nestled between her slender thighs. As she knelt down, he moved closer, grabbed the soap and quickly lathered up his hands again.

Kate sighed softly and relaxed as she felt dad's soapy hands begin to rub at her neck and shoulders. He rubbed in small circles over her shoulder blades and then down her back. "That feels nice dad," she told him with a light giggle and then sighed again as he pressed a little harder at the base of her spine. She closed her eyes as she felt his hands slide just a little further down, to the tops of her bum cheeks, before they suddenly vanished.

Dad quickly dunked the soap into the bath water and lathered up his hands again before starting on Kate's front. He gently washed her throat and rubbed in small circles, sliding his hands over her chest. He was surprised when he felt her small nipples stiffen and stand out under his soapy fingers and continued to run them back and forth over them, fascinated by her reaction.
Kate was about to frown at her dad when she felt his hands return at her throat, washing gently down and over her nips. She nearly gasped at the rush of pleasure she felt as he rubbed over them and sighed as he continued to bump his fingers over the hard little points. After a much too short a time, she felt his hands venture lower, gently rubbing all over her distended belly. Hoping to entice him even lower, Kate leant back a little, giving him space to rub at the bottom of her bump and hopefully over her mound.

As dad washed Kate's rounded belly he saw her lean back a little, which allowed him to see under her projecting bump to her plump little pussy squeezed between her thighs. He continued to wash her tummy while staring at her bald little lips, entranced by them. His dick once again began to rise in his trousers as he stared, until he tore his gaze away and pulled his hands back. "O... ok, I think it's time to rinse," he stammered.
Kate frowned slightly; feeling disappointed, but lay back in the water allowing it to wash over her chest and lap against the sides of her bulging belly. As she looked down, she giggled at how her tummy stuck above the water line and called, "Dad, look!"

Dad looked at Kate and blinked in surprise. The way her rounded stomach projected above the waterline really highlighted just how pregnant she looked. With a smile and a light chuckle, he helped rinse off her big belly and then held her hands as she stood in the tub. He stared as the bubbly water cascaded off her smooth flesh, entranced by the pale, plump furrow of her little-girl pussy as it glistened with water.

"Dad!" Kate said more firmly the second time as dad just stared at her blankly. She giggled when he suddenly realised and smiled at her, blushing with embarrassment. Holding onto dad's hands tightly, she carefully stepped out of the tub and then let him wrap her in a warm fluffy towel and gently rub her dry.
"Your big belly looks so much like your mum's did when she was carrying you," he said softly with a smile. "I used to talk to you inside her while I rubbed her belly with lotion."
"Can you rub mine?" Kate asked, grinning and nodding hopefully at him, "Please?"
"Ok," dad smiled with a nod, "go put on some panties while I find the lotion."

Kate pulled the towel tightly around herself and skipped off to her room. She quickly rummaged through her drawers until she found an old pair of plain white cotton panties that, when she pulled them on, felt snug over her tingling pussy. With a cheeky little smile, she collected her nightie from the bathroom and then headed downstairs.

"Ok sweetie, sit here." dad said to Kate as he patted the seat of the sofa beside him.
Sandy looked up at Kate from where she was laying on the floor, watching TV, and giggled at how she was dressed only in panties, and small panties at that.
Kate quickly walked past her sister and sat down beside dad on the sofa before laying back and smiling up at him.

Dad squirted a generous dollop of lotion into his palm and immediately spread in on Kate's tummy.
Kate hissed a sharp intake of breath and frowned, "Dad! That's cold!"
"Sorry sweetie," he smiled apologetically and began to lightly rub the lotion into the stretched skin of her swollen belly.
The light stroking and cold lotion sent a small shiver all over Kate's tummy, making it very sensitive and she felt goose flesh form all over her body. Suddenly, dad's touch became very ticklish and she curled up around his hand as she shrieked with giggles, protesting when she was able, "Stoppit! ... Stoppit!"

Dad held his hand still and watched as Kate slowly uncurled, trying not to stare at her cotton clad little pussy where it nestled plumply between her thighs. "A bit ticklish?" he asked with a smile, and waited until she had relaxed again before asking, "Ok now?" At her nod, he began to gently massage over her rounded belly once more, trying not to tickle her this time.
Kate tensed up, expecting dad's rubbing to be ticklish, but instead it felt nice. It felt like his hand was warm after the cold lotion and his rubbing movements were just making it even warmer. She relaxed and smiled as the warmth spread out over her tummy, making her skin tingle with life and pleasure. She felt dad's fingers rub over her lower tummy, brushing the top edge of her panties and awakening the familiar glow of pleasure in her slit.

Dad rubbed the lotion all over Kate's swollen belly, making sure he covered the entire area, even dipping into her distorted bellybutton. After massaging for a good half-hour he suggested, "Ok, put your nightie on and then we can watch some TV before bed."
Kate was disappointed that dad had stopped rubbing her belly. The warm tingle she felt glowing in her slit made her want to play with it. She stood up with dad's help and then turned to him and smiled, "I'm feeling tired, can you come and tuck me in?"
"Of course I can sweetie," dad smiled back at her, "go get into bed and I'll be right up."

Kate quickly climbed the stairs and nearly ran to the bathroom, where she stripped off the tight panties and dropped the damp bundle of cotton into the laundry basket before pulling on her nightie and rushing back to her bedroom. She climbed into her bed, feeling her heart racing in her chest, and lay on her back before sliding her hand under her nightie and onto her heated pussy. As she waited for dad to arrive, she softly stroked along the slit and lips of her pussy, keeping the pleasurable tingle alive.

A few minutes later the door softly opened and dad stepped quietly into the room. Kate slid her middle finger between her heated, moist lips and began rubbing it side to side over her button, making the pleasure expand in her tummy.
Dad pulled Kate's covers up to her chin and smoothed them over the sides of the bed. "Good night sweetie," he said softly, "sweet dreams," and then leant down over her.
Kate lifted her chin, closed her eyes and pouted her lips, hoping that dad would kiss her like he had in her dream. She felt his warm breath on her face as she rubbed harder at her button, but breathed a small sigh of disappointment when he simply kissed her forehead and then turned to leave the room. Even though she had not got dad's kiss, the warm rush of pleasure growing in her loins would not be denied.

She slid her finger to the base of her heated slit, drew some of her own excitement back up to the sensitive button of flesh at the top and moaned softly at the feeling. She tried to keep quiet as she rubbed at her button, sending waves of pleasure washing over her body. She used her other hand to rub in circles over her big belly as she rubbed at her button vigorously, causing the pleasure to build up quickly. Almost groaning aloud, she felt the pleasure grow stronger, the bursts of delight swiftly merging into a great explosion of pulsing ecstasy that spread throughout her body.
Slowly, she relaxed; panting and grinning at the remaining tingles that rippled through her. Still holding her sensitive pussy, she rolled onto her side, gently patted her tummy and whispered, "G'night junior," before drifting off to sleep.

+ + + + +

Sandy walked slowly to the park gates and paused a moment before passing through them into the park itself. She had agreed with Kate when she had complained to mum that it wasn't fair for Sandy to be allowed to go to the park without her, but she was not going to let it stop her getting away from mum's smothering over-protection. As she reached the equipment area, and saw all the others running about having fun, her thoughts about Kate soon fled and she ran into the area looking for Diana and her other new friends.

"Sandy," a man's voice called jovially from the base of the wooden fort. "Can I have a word with you?"
Sandy looked over the walled edge of the fort to see the Keeper, still dressed in his loud red and yellow trousers and blue and orange shirt, standing near the wall of the fort. "Sure," she nodded, then ran to the ladder and clambered down to where he was. "What do you want?" she asked him curiously when she stood beside him on the lush grass.
"In here," he indicated the shaded area inside the fort structure and chuckled as he stepped in, "we don't want them thinking you're talking to yourself."

"Eh?" Sandy asked, puzzled by his comment, as she followed him into the cooler area under the fort.
"Oh... didn't you know?" Keeper asked surprised, "Adults can't see me... so you would look like you were talking to yourself if they saw you." He then shook his head and smiled as he interrupted himself, "but that's not what I wanted to talk to you about. How is your sister, Kate? I didn't see her yesterday and I was wondering if she is feeling ok?"
"Oh yeah," Sandy nodded, "she's fine. Mum wouldn't let us out yesterday, so we couldn't come."
"Does Kate look ok?" he asked anxiously, "Is she feeding my son enough?"
"Oh yeah... that," she grinned at the memory, "you should have seen her blow up like a balloon in front of mum. Then mum panicked and took Kate to the doctors, who said that she wasn't pregnant." She then realised what she had just said, and looked up at Keeper remorsefully and apologised, "I'm sorry... I know how much you wanted a baby..."

"I wish she could have stayed here so I could have seen that," Keeper smiled wistfully; seemingly oblivious to what Sandy had just said. "I'll bet she looks so sexy now, with a new life growing inside her..." he then suddenly realised what she had said and smiled at her. "No, she is carrying my son... it is just the magic keeping him hidden from adults."
"Ooohhh..." she replied, and wondered how Kate would take the news.

"Sandy," Keeper said, suddenly very serious, "I'm going to need your help! I need you to make sure Kate comes here tomorrow... Can you do that?"
"I dunno," she replied, shaking her head sadly, "mum'll probably still want to keep her in the house."
"It's very important," he said seriously, "Kate will have my baby tomorrow and I have to be with her when he's born."
"Tomorrow?" Sandy asked incredulously. "After just three days?"
"That's right," Keeper nodded earnestly, "she must be here tomorrow to have our son. Please, promise to make sure she's here."
Sandy could see how much it meant to him, so she nodded, "We'll be here tomorrow, I promise!"
"Thank you!" Keeper beamed as he knelt and pulled Sandy into a firm hug.

After spending most of the day playing with the various groups of her friends, Sandy made her tired but happy way back home. As soon as she closed the front door behind her, mum stepped out of the kitchen and glared at her.
"Just look at the state of you!" she scolded, with her hands on hips.
Sandy looked down at herself guiltily, at the small grazes on her legs and the small grass stains on her dress. "Sorry mum," she said as she looked up at mum contritely.
"Well, get in here and have your tea," mum said, looking a bit mollified, "and when you've finished you go straight upstairs to have a bath."

Sandy quickly walked into the kitchen and sat down opposite Kate, who was sullenly stabbing the fish-fingers and chips on her plate, stuffing them in her mouth and chewing them like that had personally wronged her. Sandy stared at her sister, hoping for her to look up and meet her gaze so she might silently tell her that they needed to talk. Unfortunately, no amount of staring, wiggling eyebrows or mental domination that Sandy tried made Kate look up from her plate. When she had finally cleared her own plate of food, Sandy stood and left the kitchen, heading for the bathroom. As mum ran the water in the bathtub, Sandy stripped off her dirty clothes and dropped them into the laundry hamper while thinking hard. How could she tell Kate about what Keeper had said without mum or dad knowing? How could she keep her promise to get Kate to the park tomorrow? And what might happen to her sister, or the baby keeper, if they didn't manage to get there in time?

"In you get!" mum said firmly, breaking through Sandy's whirling thoughts.
Hoping to calm mum down, Sandy quickly climbed into the bath and began to vigorously wash herself all over, getting herself clean instead of playing in the water as she usually would. When she was finished, and rinsed off, she climbed out of the bath and let mum wrap her in a warm towel and briskly rub her dry.
"Into your nightie," mum said as she folded the damp towel over the towel-rail, "and then you can watch a little TV before bed."
Sandy pulled on her nightie and then padded barefoot downstairs to the lounge.

In the lounge, Sandy found dad was sat in his favourite chair watching TV, but Kate was not with him. She jumped up onto the sofa and lay watching the TV, waiting for Kate, but as the minutes crawled by she asked, "Dad... where's Kate?"
"I don't think she's best pleased with you at the moment," he said softly, "or your mum, come to that."
"Why?" Sandy asked, why would Kate be mad with her?
"My guess is because you went to the park without her," dad replied with an understanding smile. "I know it's not your fault..." he continued as he looked over Sandy's head, "but you can see how it is unfair to Kate that she had to stay at home while you were allowed to go."
"So tomorrow," mum said behind Sandy, startling her, "you can stay at home to keep Kate company!"
Sandy sat up on the sofa and turned to look at mum stood in the lounge doorway. She was about to protest about how unfair that was but, seeing the stern look on mum's face, she just sighed deeply and announced, "I think I'll go to bed."

She slowly climbed the stairs but stopped just outside of Kate's bedroom door. Taking advantage of the moment alone, she quickly looked down the empty stairs and then quietly opened the door and crept in.
"Get out!" Kate growled angrily as she lay in bed reading.
"It wasn't my fault," Sandy protested quietly with her back resting against the closed door. "Please just listen to what I've got to say."
Kate glanced up at Sandy for only a moment and then returned to her book without saying anything more.
Sandy took Kate's silence as an approval to go on. "I know it wasn't fair of mum to let me go to the park," she whispered earnestly, "but it really was a good thing that I did." As Kate remained silent, Sandy continued wide eyed, "Keeper found me and wanted to talk. He asked about you, asked if you were ok. I told him that you were fine. That mum had taken you to the doctors and they'd said you weren't pregnant. He just said that it was his magic hiding the baby, that you really are gonna have his son!"

"I know," Kate whispered in the following silence as she smiled and gently stroked over her rounded tummy.
Sandy goggled at her sister, and her half smile, and asked, "How did you know?"
"I've felt him move," she grinned up at her sister, her anger forgotten. "Did Keeper say anything else about me?"
"Yeah..." Sandy nodded, and wracked her brains trying to remember just what he'd said. "He said he'd wished he could have seen you get big and he thinks you must look so sexy with a big belly."
Kate giggled that Keeper would think she looked sexy carrying his child and felt a small shiver ripple through her pussy.

"He also told me," Sandy continued seriously, "that you have to be there tomorrow!"
"Why?" Kate asked curiously.
"Coz you're gonna have his baby tomorrow!" Sandy hissed, "And you gotta be with Keeper when you do!"
"Don't be silly!" Kate giggled, "it's much too early. Having a baby takes ages!"
"No!" Sandy shook her head in fervent denial, "Keeper said his son will be born tomorrow, and you gotta be with Keeper when he is!"

Kate goggled at her sister. Born tomorrow? "But mum'll never let me go to the park!" she moaned softly, "What'll happen if I don't make it?"
"He didn't say," Sandy replied sadly, "but I don't think it would be good."
"So..." Kate said, thinking furiously. "We've got to come up with a plan to get past mum."
Sandy simply nodded vigorously, glad that her sister was not mad at her anymore.

+ + + + +

The next morning Kate woke up feeling tired and listless. She and Sandy had spent hours the previous night hatching whispered plans of greater and greater complexity. Plans to distract mum so that Kate could get to the park and to Keeper.

With a grunt of effort, she rolled out of her bed, yawned widely and stretched before she slowly stripped off her nightie and then pulled on a clean T-shirt and skirt. After washing and brushing her teeth, she plodded downstairs and into the kitchen.

"Finally!" mum sighed dramatically, as Kate entered the kitchen and fetched a bowl from the cupboard.
"Mornin'," Kate yawned again as she sat at the table and filled her bowl with cereal and began to eat.
Sandy shuffled into the kitchen while still rubbing the sleep from her eyes and yawned, "Mor... ning," before she fetched herself a bowl and sat beside her sister.

"Both of you are staying home today," mum said warningly, "You can play in your rooms, watch TV or something, but you are both staying here!"
Both Sandy and Kate were still too sleepy to object and simply continued eating their breakfast silently.
Mum paused, as if she was waiting for their moans of protest, but when nothing happened she simply nodded and left the room.

"So," Kate turned to Sandy and asked quietly, "how are we going to get to the park today?"
"I don't know," Sandy replied just as quietly, "all those plans last night sounded so good, but I can't remember everythin' now."
"Me neither," Kate smiled ruefully, "but we're gonna have to do something."
At that moment mum returned and asked, "Do you two want to help me paint me and your dad's bedroom?"
"I guess so," Kate replied with a smile, startling Sandy into looking at her sharply.
"Good," mum smiled, "come up when you've finished breakfast and we can get started."

"Why'd you agree to help?" Sandy hissed at Kate as soon as mum had left again, "We've got to get you to the park! ... Today!"
"I know that," Kate smiled, "but maybe we can get her to let us go if we do everything she wants first."
"Ooohhhh, I see..." Sandy smiled her understanding, "that's sneaky."
Kate just grinned mischievously and nodded as she finished her cereal.

Kate followed Sandy into mum and dad's bedroom and saw that mum had already put a large paint-spattered cloth down, covering the carpet under the walls to be painted, and had a paint tray and roller ready.
"I call the roller!" Sandy immediately demanded and dashed over to pick it up from beside the tray.
"I guess that leaves us with the brushes," mum smiled at Kate before turning to open the windows wide.

Kate resignedly picked up one of the wide brushes as mum levered open the tin with a big screwdriver and then poured a generous amount of the paint into the paint tray. "Ugh!" Kate grunted and wrinkled up her nose as she dipped her brush into the creamy paint. "That stuff stinks!"
"I know it's a little smelly," mum frowned at Kate's outburst as she sniffed the tin, "but it's not that bad!" and Sandy shook her head in agreement.

As soon as mum poured the paint into the tray, Kate could smell a disgusting odour, similar to burnt cabbage mixed with rotten eggs. She couldn't understand why mum and Sandy didn't think it was too bad. As she began to brush the paint onto the wall the smell grew much stronger and much, much worse. With a sickening gulp, she felt her stomach churn and rebel, twisting in readiness to expel the breakfast she had so recently eaten. She quickly propped the brush on the edge of the paint tray and ran from the room, straight into the bathroom where she leant over the toilet bowl, feeling sick.

"Kate? Are you ok?" mum asked as she gently brushed her hand down Kate's bent back.
"The smell of the paint," Kate explained as she felt her stomach slowly unknot and settle back to normal, "it made me feel like I was gonna throw up."
"You do look a bit green," mum smiled sympathetically, "Maybe you should have a lie down or something."
Kate gently nodded her agreement before gingerly walking to her room and closing the door behind her. She lay down on her bed, glad that her stomach no longer felt like it was going to immediately empty itself, and sighed with relief. As she closed her eyes and relaxed, she felt something move within her bulging belly and awaken the familiar tingle of excitement in her pussy.

"How are you feeling?" Sandy asked softly from the doorway.
"Better," Kate smiled as she opened her eyes and looked up at her sister, "now that I'm not sniffing that stinky paint."
Sandy giggled, moved to the end of Kate's bed and sat on it. "It didn't smell that bad to me," she replied with a smile, "but mum said that I could sit with you if you want."

Kate's face lit up with an idea and she hissed excitedly, "Why don't we sneak out while mum's up here?"
Sandy's jaw dropped at the audacity of the idea. After an astonished moment she whispered, "You think we can get away with it?"
"Why not?" Kate asked with a cheeky grin, "mum'll be busy up here for a while and we'll be long gone before she finds out."

"Besides," Kate added seriously, as she gently patted her bloated belly, "I still need to get to the park today!"
"Ok!" Sandy jumped up from Kate's bed with a grin, opened the bedroom door and stuck her head out. "Mum!" she yelled across the landing, "is it ok if me and Kate watch some TV?"
Mum stepped from her room with the paint-covered roller in hand. "Yeah, I guess so," she nodded and then warned her with a waggling finger, "but no squabbling over the remote or channels!"
"Ok mum, thanks!" Sandy grinned and darted back into Kate's room.

Together, they skipped downstairs and then into the lounge. Kate stood at the entrance, listening for sounds from upstairs, while Sandy switched on the TV and changed to a channel showing cartoons.
Not hearing anything from mum, Kate sneaked to the front door and quietly turned the handle. She ground her teeth as the door refused to open, then turned to Sandy and silently mouthed, "Locked!"
Sandy frowned for a moment before silently padding through the hall to the kitchen, swiftly followed by an equally silent Kate. Sandy quickly tried the handle of the backdoor, but turned to Kate when it remained closed and whispered, "It's locked too."
"Bum!" Kate hissed in disappointed frustration, "why'd mum have to lock the doors? How am I supposed to get to the park now?"

Sandy looked around the kitchen and thought for a moment before smiling and quietly exclaiming, "I know!" She dragged one of the chairs from the dining table over to the sink and quickly climbed up onto it.
"What are you doing?" Kate asked, curious about what Sandy was up to.
"Getting out of here," she giggled softly as she climbed from the chair onto the draining board and then opened the window above it. "C'mon!" she grinned as she sat on the window ledge and then lightly dropped to the ground outside.
Kate stood slack-jawed for a moment before quickly glancing into the hall, checking that mum wasn't there, then climbing unsteadily up onto the chair and from there onto the draining board. Carefully, she crawled to the open window and sat at the ledge before hesitantly edging and shifting forwards until she dropped to the ground below.

Sandy giggled softly as she watched Kate cautiously edge out of the window while she was sat on the sill, and then drop onto her feet causing her skirt to billow up revealing the lack of panties.
Kate landed with a jarring thud and felt Keeper's baby move within her. She hugged her arm around her bloated belly, as the odd feeling of movement continued, and whispered softly, "Soon junior... you don't have long to wait now."

Sandy trotted around the side of the house to the front corner and looked down the drive to the street. "I hope mum's not looking out the window," she said as she turned to Kate, only to find that she was not there. Puzzled, she walked back along the side of the house to find Kate was still stood where she had landed, her arm wrapped around her belly. "You ok?" she asked with concern.
Kate looked up at Sandy and nodded, "Yeah... he just started moving and it feels... really weird!"

"Well, c'mon then!" Sandy waved at her sister to get her moving and started around the house again.
Kate followed Sandy around the side of the house and then darted down the driveway and a short distance along the street before stopping. "You think she spotted us?" she panted as she asked Sandy and they looked back towards home nervously.
"I hope not," Sandy replied anxiously, "I'm hoping we can get you to the park and home again before she finishes painting."

Together, they began to walk towards the park at a reasonably brisk pace. After a few minutes Kate felt more movement within her belly and a sudden rush of tingling warmth spread from her pussy. "Not now!" she hissed softly.
"What?" Sandy asked curiously.
"Nothing," Kate replied, unwilling to try and explain about feeling the sudden urge to rub at her pussy. "Erm..." she continued after a moment, "thanks for helping me get out, but... you don't have to come with me, you could go home and pretend you didn't know I was gone."
"No way!" Sandy shook her head with a wide grin; "There's no way I'm missing you having a magic baby!"
Kate giggled at Sandy's statement for a moment before realisation dawned. She was going to have a baby! The baby growing inside her tummy would have to come out somehow! She felt the baby move inside her again and stopped walking at the very strange feeling, like the baby was moving her insides about.
"You ok?" Sandy asked as she stopped and turned back to look at her sister, "You've gone all pale."
"Yeah," Kate smiled and began walking quickly again as she felt another rush of liquid warmth spread through her pussy. The thought of the immanent birth of the baby moving around inside her, frightened Kate a little, and she was grateful that Sandy was there with her and hoped that she would stay with her whatever happened.

They walked rapidly along the path towards the park in silence as Kate held her arms curved protectively around her bulging belly, trying to hold it still. She could feel the heat and tingles growing between her legs and a cool breeze lightly brushed over her wet pussy, causing a shiver to run up her spine. The delicious tingles of pleasure grew rapidly stronger and Kate found herself rubbing her thighs together as she walked, trying to increase the feelings radiating from her wet slit. As they turned the corner and came in sight of the park entrance, Kate felt her body wracked by small spasms, causing her to moan softly as she hugged her belly and leant against a nearby lamppost.

"Something's wrong, isn't it?" Sandy asked, wondering if she should run for help.
"No, not really," Kate shook her head, unwilling to explain that just walking was making her so excited that she nearly came. "The baby moved... that's all."

With a soft grunt of effort, Kate heaved herself upright and continued towards the park entrance as fast as her legs would carry her. Sandy quickly caught up with her and put an arm around her back to support and hold her as, together, they walked through the entrance gateway.

"My dear sweet Kate!" Keeper suddenly appeared beside her, still in his astonishingly bright clothes, and helped steady her. "You got here only just in time!" he smiled as he gently picked her up and cradled her in his arms as he set a rapid walking pace towards the trees.
"I think something's wrong!" Sandy panted as she jogged along beside Keeper, down the path through the trees and towards the wooden forts.
"Everything is fine," Keeper grinned at her, still keeping his fast pace, "It's just that my boy wants to be born. He's ready to see the world!"

Sandy followed Keeper closely as he quickly stepped into the shady area under the wooden fort and then stood before the wooden wall, still carrying Kate. Sandy was amazed when a door suddenly opened in the middle of the apparently solid wall revealing a well-lit square room beyond.
Keeper gently carried Kate into the room and softly laid her down onto the mattress and smiled down at her.
Kate groaned softly as she felt another spasm of pleasure ripple out from her throbbing, wet slit and clutched one arm around her belly and the other hand at her pussy through her skirt.

"My dear Kate," Keeper grinned down at her as he gently lifted her skirt, uncovering her heated pussy to his gaze, "you are so beautiful and sexy carrying my child, that I wish I could simply admire you as you are forever... but I can't. My son yearns to be born, and for that to happen he needs you to have a good, strong cum."

"Oh?" Kate started, but her question quickly changed to a long moan of desire as Keeper swiftly parted her sticky thighs and ducked down to lap along the heated, wet length of her pussy. Kate was amazed that his tongue felt even better than the last time and was forced to groan with pleasure at the wonderful feelings rapidly building up inside her.
Sandy watched as Keeper began to blatantly lick at Kate's pudden in front of her, and how much Kate looked to be enjoying it. She felt a flush of pleasure in her own pudden as she watched Kate squirm about under Keeper's sucking mouth.

"Could you do me a favour?" Keeper asked between bouts of lapping, "could you lick and suck on Kate's nipples for me please?"
Sandy was surprised by his request, she thought that he had forgotten she was there, but knelt closer to her sister's side and lifted her T-shirt up to her neck uncovering her hard little peaks. She carefully lowered her mouth onto the nearest stiff little nubbin and experimentally licked it.
Kate gasped aloud as she felt a lick on her nip at the same time as on her button and opened her eyes to see Sandy bent over, licking her chest.

Sandy sucked on her sister's nipple, enjoying playing with it with her tongue and feeling comfortable sucking on it like a pacifier. She gasped in surprise when she felt a hand slide between her thighs and softly tickle over the tingling mound of her pudden. Not really caring whose hand it was that she could feel, she simply moaned her appreciation and moved to Kate's other nipple to suck it between her lips.

Keeper continued to suck, nibble and lap at Kate's heated labia, driving her body closer and closer to orgasm.
Kate yelped and flexed her butt, thrusting her crotch at Keeper's lapping tongue as the jolts of intense pleasure burst throughout her body in a rapidly expanding wave of pleasure.
Sandy sucked and lipped at Kate's nipples as she felt her sister's hand grinding at her pudden, forcing her to moan into Kate's chest.

Keeper deliberately slowed his stimulation of Kate's dripping sex, drawing out the pleasure and building up the strength of her cum.
Kate groaned aloud as she felt the rising pleasure fill her body, fill her beyond her capacity, fill her until she felt like she was bursting with happiness and joy. Suddenly the dam burst and she exploded with a stunning nova of ecstasy that seemed to sear along her nerves to every corner of her being.

As Kate began to strain and then groaned loudly, Sandy sat back and watched in surprised awe as Keeper pulled back from Kate's soaked pudden and looked at it expectantly. Sandy watched Kate groaning and thrashing on the mattress and began to worry something was wrong.
"Come on my son," Keeper crooned between Kate's spread thighs, "Come out to your father."
Sandy stared as Kate's bloated belly seemed to spasm and ripple before a jet of bright glowing something streamed from her pudden, straight at Keeper's waiting cupped hands. She stared in silent astonishment as the stream of glowing mist flowed from Kate and her belly rapidly shrank back to its normal size. As the last of the streaming mist flowed from Kate, it seemed to settle together and form the shape of a pale, wrinkly newborn baby held gently in Keeper's hands.

Kate gradually returned to her senses as the world came into focus around her. She felt the faint tingling residual of her glorious explosion still washing through her body and released a soft sighing moan of contentment.
"Dear, wonderful Kate," Keeper smiled down at her as he cradled his newborn son in his arms, "no words can say how very grateful I am that you did this for me. From the very depths of my being, thank you!"
Kate smiled up at Keeper feeling exhausted and yet happy. 'If that's what having a baby is like,' she thought to herself, 'I wouldn't mind having another one.'

Epilogue:

Kate sat on one of the green plastic park benches that overlooked the grass covered field, apparently watching the children playing on the various swings, slides, climbing frames and roundabouts. But in reality her eyes saw nothing but the past, lost as she was in her memories of earlier times and other parks.

"Mummy! Mummy!" a young girl yelled as she ran up to Kate. The slight seven-year-old had shoulder length dark, wavy hair, a slender face with a small nose over her full lips and wide, expressive dark brown eyes. "Mummy, I found him!" she exclaimed again grinning as she jumped up and down on the spot in front of Kate.
"You found him?" she asked with a triumphant smile, they had found another keeper at long last. "Where?"
"Yes mummy," she grinned excitedly and nodded vigorously, "he's over there, next to the big slide," and pointed.

Kate looked where her daughter, Cindy, was pointing. There was a large mound of earth, almost a small hill, with a set of steps running up one side and a long metal scoop-sided slide down the other. She could not see any adults hanging around the slide, only the children taking turns to slide on it. "Where is he sweetie?" she asked Cindy, still staring at the area intently, "is he dressed like I said?"
"He's at the bottom of the slide," Cindy pointed again and then nodded, "yes mummy, bright gold an' blue."
Kate stared at the area and although she knew she wouldn't truly be able to see him, she had the vague impression that he was there, like he was hiding in her blind-spot while watching the children on the slide.

Her eyes filled with tears as she remembered her all-to-brief time with Keeper. After giving him his son, she had spent many long days playing in the park with Keeper and Sandy, having sex with each other all through that glorious summer. Almost a year later, she and Sandy had to move away, following dad's job, and never saw Keeper again. She had returned to the park seven years later, with her twin five-year-old daughters Cindy and Sarah, only to find that the park was gone, it had been replaced by houses. She often told the girls of her games with Keeper as they moved from town to town, always searching for parks, looking a park with a keeper. And now, at last, after two years of searching they had finally found one.

Kate wiped the tears from her eyes and smiled at Cindy. "You remember the stories I told you?" she asked smiling broadly, "About the keeper I played with when I was young?" At Cindy's nod she continued, "I want you to go and fetch your sister from the climbing frame and then go up to this keeper and ask him to play with you, ok?"
Cindy nodded vigorously looking flushed with excitement before she ran off to find her sister.
Kate watched the two of them as they approached the base of the slide and then stopped and appeared to be speaking into thin air. She watched them turn and follow the invisible keeper to a bright plastic structure of tubes and walls. Moments after the girls had entered the interior Kate felt a brush of wind on her cheek and a faint voice whisper nearby. "Dear, sweet Kate, thank you!"

Kate felt a sudden rush of excitement wash through her pussy at the thought of what Cindy and Sarah would soon be doing and whispered her reply, "There needs to be more keepers and their magic in the world."

Author's Note:
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