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 ## Part 05

   That was the last we saw Eve's parents for a long time.  It was also the
last time the observers tried to separate us.  They asked for and we
answered questions.  We gave them specimens of our saliva, urine, semen,
vaginal secretions and feces whenever they requested it.  We found our
skins were too dense for them to penetrate and take blood.  Even we
couldn't break each other's skin.  This was good because our sexplay
continued to become more violent.

   The observers and soldiers came and went.  The days were just a blur as
Eve and I sucked, fucked, and ingested each other's essence in the form of
piss, shit and saliva.  Our passion never abated.  In fact, our desire for
each other continued to intensify until we were on the verge of total
immersion in our own little world.

   Then one day everything changed.

   The woman who was the lead scientist came to us.  Accompanying her was a
much younger woman.  This new lady was short, no more than five feet tall
and radiating sexual allure.  Her features were dark Mediterranean.  We
could see the swell of her plump breeasts under her white smock.  Her
breasts were oversized for her small frame with a small waist and generous
hips.  No doubt she was somebody's mother.  A woman doesn't get such a
generous body without some baby seasoning.  Even her white frock and
spectacles couldn't disguise her sexuality.

   We only noticed them when the two woman knocked on our door and
requested entrance.

   "Sure, please come in," I ventured.  Little Eve looked at the younger
woman and couldn't seem to take her eyes off her.

   The women entered Eve's and my little enclosure.  They each carried a
folding chair.

   "May we sit," asked the woman we were familiar with.

   "Yes, of course," I said.

   Eve continued to stare at the younger woman.

   "Eve, Lloyd.  I would like to introduce you to Doctor Sharon Laqua. 
Doctor Laqua will be taking my place as the lead Observer."

   The older woman smiled, "Thanks to your cooperation, I have been
promoted.  Your willingness to allow us to study you has led to several
breakthroughs in quantum physics, genealogical and DNA studies,
biochemestry, digital communication and extra-terrestrial studies.  I am
very grateful for your willing cooperation.  Even more so because I am
quite aware you did not have to work with us, and I hope you can continue
to work with Doctor Laqua as you have with me."

   This speech was obviously memorized and practiced.  I felt distrust rise
inside me.  My usual demeanor went cold.

   "We'll see," I said noncomitally.  Eve communicated nothing, she just
continued to stare at Doctor Laqua.

   With that, the former chief observer rose, shook Dr Laqua's hand, wished
her good luck, picked up her folding chair and left.  We were never to see
her again.

   Doctor Laqua now spoke.  Her voice was soft, friendly and melodious.

   "Lloyd and Eve, I have no intent of interfering with the two of you. 
You will not be disturbed or interrupted in your--um--romantic activity. 
No one will interfere with you or attempt to separate you.  There will be
some outward changes though.  We have ascertained there is no need for the
extreme sanitary conditions that have been imposed on you.  No more hazmet
suits.  And if you agree I will be spending a lot of time in your living
space with you."

   I felt a thrill of surprise.

   "You mean you want to be with us when we fuck?" I asked.

   "That as well as all your other activity, if you agree." She paused. 
Her hazel eyes lit up with her request.  I looked to Eve, who continued her
fascinated gaze at Doctor Laqua.

   "What do you say, Eve?" I asked.

   Eve turned to me.  "I want her," she communicated.  "I want you to fuck
her like you fuck me."

   I stared at the toddler.  "What do you mean?"

   "I feel it.  She can be our mother.  You can fuck her, make babies with
her.  I can feed from her.  She can drink my pee.  Eat your shit.  She can
be like us."

   I was appalled at this suggestion on some level, intrigued on another. I
realized I felt a twinkling of what Eve was referring to.  The unmistakable
tickle of physical attraction was edging into my desire.  Was it possible
to expand our little enclave?  From our last exchange with our hologramic
guides, we were left to believe that was next to impossible.  I turned back
to Doctor Laqua.

   "Can I ask you a couple of very private questions?" I said.

   "You can ask me anything.  I can't promise I will answer, but you can
surely ask."

   I liked my lips and gazed overlong at her well hidden but still obvious
breasts and said, "First of all, would you be lactating by any chance?"

   Dr.  Laqua's face reddened with unexpected surprise.  "Um--yes.  Why?"

   Looking at Eve now, I said, "Eve seems to sense that you are.  I think
she wants to nurse from you."

   Dr Laqua's blush deepened.  "I don't--I don't know --"

   While she tried to regain some composure, I continued, "Can you feel or
hear or do you experience anything unusual when Eve directs her attention
to you?"

   Doctor Langua furrowed her brow and asked, "What do you mean?"

   "I mean that Eve and I communicate on a non-verbal level.  Not quite
telepathy.  Not quite anything, but we know what each other wants and
thinks and feels.  Do you feel any of that?"

   The doctor looked at Eve, focused on her, furrowed her brow in
concentration, then shook her head.

   "No.  Nothing." she answered.

   "Well, what about this," I said and used the nonverbal language to say.
"We're going to fuck you."

   "What?  How dare you?" she said.

   I smiled.  So did Eve as she pushed her tiny little girl butt back onto
my groin.

   Without speaking, I went on without anyone outside our little triangle
of desire knowing what was being communicated, "Little Eve and I are going
to turn you into one of us.  We will nurse from your luscious titties. 
You're going to swallow our piss and feed off our shit.  I'm going to knock
you up and Eve will use your mouth as her toilet.  You will become obsessed
with sex with us and feel a compulsion to be with us every second of your
life, night and day.  We will own your sexy ass and you will own ours."

   She stared at me with an open mouth.  Her eyes bugged out in fear and
amazement.  She realized my lips weren't moving but she understood every
nuance of meaning I was directing at her.

   Eve reached behind her body and directed my rock hard cock at the tiny
dimple of her butthole.  She grunted, pushed back onto my cock and smiled.
"Yes, Lloyd.  And tell her I will suck out her milk and pee and poop.  I'll
push my whole arm up her pussy and fist fuck her while you fuck her throat
and squirt cum into her belly.  It won't be long until she gets your baby
in her belly and we'll have a whole family of us, our kind.  We will be
happy together.  And when she has your baby, we'll all fuck it too."

   Eve suddenly broke her line of fantastic mother hunger and turned to me.
She asked, "If she gets a baby will it stay a baby like I am, or will it
grow?"

   "I don't know," I said.  "I guess we'll just have to wait and see."

   Our break in pointed focus on Doctor Laqua gave her an opportunity to
catch her breath.  It was obvious that she now understood both Eve and me,
what we were saying and it scared the shit out of her.  She jumped up from
her seat and retreated back into the "safety" of the observation room, even
though everyone knew that if Eve and I had wanted to really rape her we
could have taken her and used her with or without her permission.

   Eve and I smiled at one another.  The wall went opaqe and I pulled my
tiny love back onto my dick, forcing myself deep into her bowels.

   "Fuck me!" Eve demanded.  There was an urgency to her as if we had been
separated.  I felt it too and grabbed the baby bitch by her hips and began
pounding into her shit tube.

   "We'll fuck her just like this," I told my baby lover.  "We'll rape her
sweet asshole, drain our essence into her mouth, ass and cunt until she
won't want anything or anyone else but us."

   "She'll be my mother and your wife and both of our bond-mate." Eve
suddenly cried out, "I want her!  I want her so much.  Her milk, her mouth,
her big titties, her wet pussy, her shitty ass!"

   I felt Eve's desire and need amplify mine as well.  We would take the
Doctor.  We would make her as we were.  We would drain her sexual essence
and feed her ours in the form of saliva, sweat, Eve's pussy juice, my
sperm, our piss and feces.  We would likewise take her into our bodies
until we were all a single unit.  Our world would expand and include her
and her life, her experience.

   A new wildness came upon me and I used Eve's taut baby asshole to pound
and batter.  Eve was not to be outdone.  She screamed a gutteral howl that
I knew to be a demand for more and harsher fucking.  She needed pain and
fulfillment and an ecstatic orgasm.  We both did.

   I shifted position so Eve was now beneath me on the bed.  My full-sized
penis drilled down into her baby sized asshole.  A human woman couldn't
survive the battering I was giving her, much less a human little girl.  But
Eve was no more human than I was.  We were rampaging sexual desire made
real.  Nothing could fulfill us but each other, and we now were set on
adding Doctor Laqua to our lustful circle.

   As I climbed to the violent peak of sexual completion, as little Eve
continued to push her baby butt back onto my rigid cock, slathering it with
a slimy stinking patina of her shit, I felt Doctor Laqua in a corner of my
awareness.  She was feeling what Eve and I were experiencing.  Her being
was also responding to our violent fuck.  She was being drawn to us,
wanting the sexual release we were building.  She was also terrified.  This
was completely outside her experience.  She wanted to join us but also felt
compelled to run and hide from us at the same time.

   I had just enough presence of mind to reach out to the Doctor for a
brief second to tell her, "You need to go.  Leave.  If you don't, or
perhaps even if you do, we will devour you with our sexual hunger.  My baby
Eve cries for your milk and sexual essence.  So do I.  This is your one and
only chance.  Go!  Go while we finish this wondrous sexual collision.  It's
focused on you.  Your one hope to remain normal and human is to leave now
and forever."

   I then gave myself over to the pure pleasure of baby fucking my one true
love.  I racketed her with my bludgeoning dick before she could respond to
my outcry to the doctor.  I fucked the toddler without mercy or respite. 
She cried out in both despair and pleasure.

   "Why?" she screamed.  "Why do you tell her to leave?"

   I redoubled my fucking pace, feeling an escalating pleasure emanate from
the tiny child's rectum and blinding any other thoughts or feelings,
drilling harder and faster into my baby girl's bowels.

   "Shut the fuck up and cum, you beautiful little bitch." I commanded her.
"Let her know how it feels when you crash through the pleasure penacle and
touch the essence of wonder and depravity.  Fuck me!  Fuck your Daddy and
absorb my sperm, my essence, my DNA into your very soul."

   Meaning left me then.  Nonverbal communication or not, my entire being
became a flood of semen, pulsing into this small child's spasming rectum.
She absorbed it as quickly as my prick ejected it.  Her being and mine
entwining and comingling as we both erupted into a simultaneous howling
orgasm.

   Eve whimpered as my dick softened and slipped from her battered butt. 
She whispered, "Why?" yet again as she curled aginst me and as I cradled
her.

   At the same time I felt the Doctor receding in the distance.  She
evidently took me seriously.  Yet at the same time I also realized she had
just shared in our soul shaking orgasm and was in shock.

   I wondered if she had truly escaped or not.  And I wondered if Eve and I
would allow her to.  We hadn't physically bonded, but we had connected. 
Was escape even possible?
   (to be continued)