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 ï>¿A Natural Born Slut by Art Martin

   Chapter 21 PRODUCT TESTER

   Mindy is taken by John J to Dr.  White's to "babysit"...

   John Jackson really wanted to stay home that Saturday and rut with his
lactating babysitter, but Friday afternoon's emergency order from the high
school to install some surveillance cameras had priority.  The contract was
just too lucrative to pass up and he had promised that he would have some
cameras up and operating before classes let in Monday.  With the wireless
system he was installing, the first few cameras went up in a matter of
hours.  Now all he had to do was plan and present a more extensive system
to thwart any further mischief on the part of the student body.

   *****

   "You know where we're going?" asked Mindy as they drove towards Dr. 
White's house.

   "Of course I know where I'm going!" replied John J with irritation clear
in his voice.  "Been there several times with Dora.

   "You ever been there?" he asked.

   "No, I haven't," she lied, reluctant to go into it further with Mr. 
John.

   "Unfucking believable place he has," he said while he drove "Then again
he has money to burn.  His parties are, let's say, memorable."

   "He's having a party?" Mindy asked.

   "I really don't know.  Dora said that he was expecting some people and
was counting on you being there tonight.  I can only assume that you're
going to be tonight's entertainment.  You're okay with that, aren't you?"

   "I guess..."

   "You ever fuck a big dog?  Last time Dora and I were here, the
entertainment was this whore who was fucked by a big black dog."

   "Gross!  I'm not doing that!"

   "That's what the whore said, but she did."

   "I don't want to go!"

   "Oh, relax, Mindy.  I doubt that even he would do that to sweet girl
like you."

   Mindy fell silent, her thoughts of what might lay ahead of her tonight
foremost in her mind.

   There were a number of high end automobiles parked in the grand circular
drive fronting the imposing mansion when they drove up.  Just like every
other party here that John J and his buxom wife had attended here, there
were attendants to park the cars.  He stopped in front of the entrance,
where the car doors were opened for them and he was given a parking ticket
to identify his vehicle.

   At the door another attendant checked the guest list for tonight and
admitted them inside.  Mindy was again awestruck by the expansive foyer
that led to back of the house where she could see several well dressed
people milling about, but before they reached the room where guests had
gathered, Mindy was separated from John J and whisked off to a side room.

   Left alone in the well appointed room, she saw a table with a spread of
hors d'oeuvres, as well as a drink bar with an assortment of drinks
appropriate for a teenager.  She was, however, reluctant to sample
anything, thinking that she hadn't been asked to.

   Five, ten minutes she waited alone.  Finally Dr.  White made his
appearance.

   "Hello, my dear.  I'm so glad you were able to make it tonight," he
greeted with a broad smile.

   "You're not going to make me have sex with a dog, are you?" she asked
accusingly.

   "Sex with a dog?  Heavens no!  But now that you've brought it up, it
could be arranged easily enough.  You into fucking dogs?"

   "No!  And you can't make me!"

   "I'm not going to make you do any such thing.  Though I'm sure some of
my guests tonight would enjoy the show.  Your date for tonight, John
Jackson, he likes that sort of thing, but that's not why you're here."

   "Why am I here?  To babysit?"

   White laughed heartily before answering, "No, but to be honest, after
this meeting with my investors, I was planning on taking you to bed with
me. I thought you understood that.  The last part that is.  But John
Jackson isn't going to allow that tonight.  Still, I do want a quickie, if
you don't mind.

   "Now the real reason you're here tonight, is so that I, or rather we,
can show you off, or rather show off your enhanced tits.  You see, clinical
trials of new drugs are vastly expensive.  Tubbs maybe is a genius, but
he's a lousy businessman.  Me and my investor group have been underwriting
his tit enhancer.  There is a fortune to be made enhancing women's breasts
without surgery.  His formulation for inducing lactation shows great
promise, as you clearly demonstrate.  By playing with the formula, he's
trying to increase breast volume without inducing lactation.

   "So, to state it simply, you're here to show off your tits.  Tubbs also
wants to demonstrate his latest clit stimulator.  You, my dear, seem to be
particularly receptive to his Cliterator and tonight we're going to
demonstrate it to my investor group.

   "Now, I'm going to go out and talk about you with my group.  Tubbs will
describe how you have progressed and show before and after pictures of you.
Then you will be brought out so everyone can see for themselves what
progress has been made from your little A-cup bobbies you had before
treatment, and the nice C-cups you have developed so far in your quest for
double-D beauties.

   "Just to be clear, everyone will want to feel your tits, so just deal
with that.  After very one is satisfied that your tits are all-natural and
100% organic, you will demonstrate the effects of the Cliterator.  After
that, Jackson will take you home and I'm sure, screw your brains out.  Then
again, maybe he won't take you home and just screw your brains out right
here.

   "So, my dear, make yourself comfortable and enjoy the food and drinks.
I'll be gone for about thirty, forty minutes.  I will need you completely
undressed, of course.  I have a robe...

   "Where's the damned robe?  Oh, damn!  I'll have to get someone to bring
you a robe..."

   "Someone will be in soon with a robe.  So get naked, darling, and put
the robe on when it gets here and be ready to go out when I come fetch you.
Of course you won't be wearing the robe the entire time, but when you come
out, I want you wearing the robe.  It's will be more dramatic to reveal
you, rather than have you come out naked, like you're some sort of whore.
I'll remove the robe when the time is right.  Any questions?"

   Mindy had lots of questions, but she couldn't formulate any of them
before Dr.  White disappeared and left her alone again.  She didn't have
long to wait alone, for a young man came in bearing a robe for her to wear.
She recognized him as the attendant at the front door.

   "Dr.  White told me to bring this to you," he said with a grin holding a
luxurious cobalt blue silk robe in his hand.  "He said that you are to
undress and I'm supposed to take your clothes."

   That's not exactly what she remembered Dr.  White saying, but she
shrugged and began removing her clothes while the young man watched.  When
she was bare foot and nude, she handed her clothes to the young man and he
in turn handed her the robe.  Once the robe was on, he departed with all of
her clothes, leaving her alone again.

   She turned her attention to the hors d'oeuvres and sampled a few.  Most
she found delicious, but a few tasted rather fishy to her and she had to
wash it down with the ice water provided to her.  Within minutes she felt a
little funny, as a sense of well being descended upon her.

   A sudden voice startled her with, "Are you ready?"

   She turned to the unexpected voice and saw Dr.  White standing there
with an outstretched hand.  She giggled and stepped towards him.  He took
her in his arms, laying a tongue fucking kiss on her while cupping her fat
tit through the silk robe with one hand, and probing through the partially
opened robe with the other hand to test the dampness of her cunt.

   "Yes, you're ready," he pronounced and led her out of the room and into
the room where the various guests were seated in a circle.  Dr.  Tubbs
droned on and on about rate of breast enhancement, etc., before a projected
image of Mindy, naked against a gridded background.

   "Ah, and here she is!  Live and in the flesh," Tubbs introduced.

   "Now, my dear, let's show these ladies and gentlemen your lovely tits,"
the good doctor expounded.  With that, White slipped the robe off the
girl's shoulder and removed it.

   "Turn and show everyone your body, darling," Tubbs instructed.

   Grinning, Mindy did just that.  It pleased her to be exhibiting herself
like this to a group of obviously well heeled patrons.

   "Now heft those babies up," the good doctor told her.  She hefted her
tits, making them seem larger than they were.

   "You said she was now a C-cup," someone said from the small group.  "She
looks to be more of a D-cup."

   "Yes, I think you're correct," Tubbs said taking a tit in hand and
giving it a gentle squeeze.  To his horror, a stream of breast milk jetted
from her tit.

   "She's lactating!" someone declared.

   "You said she wouldn't lactate with your new formula," another man said.

   "I, uh...  Oh, damn it to hell!" the good doctor exclaimed.  This was
nothing short of an unmitigated disaster!

   "What have you been doing, you slut?" he demanded of Mindy.

   "Nothing.  Is there something the matter?" she asked confused.

   "Something the matter?  I'll say there's something the matter.  What in
the hell have you been doing?  You shouldn't be producing milk with the
amount of medication I prescribed to you.  What have you been doing, you
stupid cunt?  Taking double doses?"

   Mindy tried to think, but her thoughts were muddled.  One thing that was
clear was that Dr.  Tubbs was angry with her.  Why was he so angry with
her?

   "Answer me you goddamned whore!" It was clear to everyone that Tubbs,
normally unflappable, was uncharacteristically angry.

   "I just took what you gave me.  Honest."

   "Tell me exactly what you've been doing.  Think, girl, think!"

   "Uh, I've been taking the birth control pills you gave me, and I've been
taking two of the other pills you gave me every morning."

   "Two pills?  What two pills?

   "Oh, my god!  You were only supposed to take those for two days to jump
start the growth of your tits!  You've been taking two every day?  Where
did you get them?  Did you steal then from me?"

   "No, you gave me a whole bottle of them.  I'm almost out and I was going
to ask you to give me more the next time I saw you."

   "Oh, my god!  Oh, my god!  You've ruined everything!  You've ruined me!"

   "I didn't mean to..."

   "Hold on there, Tubbs," one of the guests interjected.  "It's not the
girl's fault.  You've obviously fucked this experiment up.  But...  even a
failed experiment has merit.  Your lactation pills obviously work and I for
one am prepared to finance a clinical trial to get them on the market."

   "Johnson's right," another said.  "This is a fortuitous mistake!  I'm
with Johnson.  Let's move on to a full blown clinical trial.

   "How about it, Caldwell?"

   "I'm in."

   "So am I," another said.

   "Me too."

   "So, what else do you have for us today, Tubbs?" Johnson asked.

   "Well, uh, I thought we'd demonstrate the prototype for a radically new
dildo.  I call it the Cliterator.  It directly stimulates the clit with
electrical pulses.  Drives a woman wild.  It certainly drives this little
slut wild."

   Tubbs turned to White and said, "Tom, let's bring out the table."

   White made a hand signal to one of his men who was waiting to roll out
the table, who immediately wheeled it out and set in before the guests.

   "Okay, darling," Tubbs said in more conciliatory tone.  "Climb up here
and get comfortable.

   "That's right, put your feet in the stirrups and open up that cunt of
yours."

   Tubbs then pulled a portable prototype of his Cliterator from a shelf
under the table.  Of course this model didn't have all the instrumentation
his office device had.  The group of investors gathered around the table to
get a close up view of the naked teenager as he held up the faux-cock
looking device.  After applying a small quantity of lube, Tubbs slid the
dildo into Mindy's pussy and secured it with straps about her hips.

   "You can use this as a regular vibrator," he explained just before
twisting the control knob and setting it to buzzing.  When he did, Mindy
gasped and her eyes flew open in surprise.

   "How's that feel, honey," he asked the girl.

   "That feels wonderful," she replied with a grin without a hint of
embarrassment at being displayed and used as she was, which was exactly the
desired result of the mild sedative slipped to her while waiting.

   "Now this is just a prototype," he explained, "and only has one speed.
Production models with have variable speeds, as well as a remote control.
But here's the real innovation," he said as he gently clamped her clit with
the electrode.

   "Now watch this..."

   "Oh, my god!" Mindy cried out as her clit was electrically stimulated.
"Oh, god, yes!" she cried out.

   She loved the feelings she got at the office when she was stimulated
like this.  Indeed, memories of the incredible orgasms that swept her away
were nightly fodder for her masturbation sessions.  Within less than a
minute, her eyes rolled into the back of her head as her body stiffened and
quaked as the first of a series of powerful orgasms swept her away.  And as
she quaked, milk jetted from her large taut tits.

   "Goddamn!  Will you look at that!" exclaimed one of the guest before the
group broke into a general hubbub.

   "I want to try that," one of the women guests declared.  "But not out
here."

   "Don't be spoil sport, Glenda," someone half joked.

   "You wish!" she laughed, but the manifest dampness between her legs told
the real story.

   "Who wants to fuck her?" Tubbs asked the group.

   "Who Glenda?  Yeah, I'd fuck that," one of them said which earned him a
good natured punch from Glenda.

   "No, the girl.  She loves to fuck.  Isn't that right, Tom?"

   Tom White grinned and unzipped.  "If no one else wants a piece of this,
I'll take her."

   "No, I want her first."

   "No, me!"

   "Get in line."

   Tubbs switched off the Cliterator and removed it from Mindy's now
gushing pussy.  As she coasted down from her orgasmic high, Mindy's eyes
fluttered open.  Struggling to focus, she saw the group of now naked men
surrounding her.  Her head was turned to the side and a fat cock was
pressed to her lips, lips that automatically opened to receive the deep
penetrating cock.  Meanwhile she felt the first of what would be several
cocks sliding into her cunt over the next hour or so.

   As the men of the investor group helped themselves to the teen's pussy
and mouth, Glenda and the other lady took the prototype Cliterator to one
of Tom White's many bedrooms to try it out.  They were mightily impressed
with the contraption.

   When it was all over, Mindy was exhausted as John J took her back to his
house.  He was also glad that he had a towel in the car to put under her as
she was copiously leaking cum from her cunt.  Watching his speed and
trusting that the dark tint of his windows would conceal the girl sprawled
out in the back, he left her nude, reasoning that it was a waste of effort
to dress her only to undress her once they were back at his house so Timmy
could nurse on her.

   "Hope she has some milk left," he thought with a smile as both the men
and women had sampled her, some taking more than just a sample from her
swollen tits.

   "That was quite a dildo," he said out loud to himself.  "I'd get one for
Dora, but her birthday was yesterday and she was pleased with the present I
gave her.  Besides, they aren't available yet, but when they do...  She'll
love it!"

   *****

   The ploy to keep Mindy until Monday morning didn't work out as he
planned.  Wanda, though sympathetic to his plight, wanted her daughter home
before eleven PM Sunday night, but agreed that she could help out the
Jacksons with their little boy after school, provided that she got her
homework done while she was tending to Timmy.

   Almost as soon as she got to school Monday morning, Mindy knew she had a
problem.  Her tits were full and only getting fuller by the hour.  But
without Timmy or John J to drain them, and not knowing that she could milk
herself if necessary, the pressure built and built.  Not only that, but her
tits leaked.  Dora had given her some pads to soak up the leakage, and that
helped, but she knew that the pads she had were gradually getting saturated
and she hadn't brought along extras.  She also knew that if she didn't do
something and do it quick, her milk would leak through and everyone would
know.

   She formulated a plan.  At lunch she'd get some of the guys in the
boiler room to milk her.  That was all fine and good as a plan, but she
also knew that once they found out about her condition, someone would tell
someone else and soon it would be all over the school.  And even though it
was okay if the guys who fucked her regularly knew, she didn't want the
entire school to know.  No doubt there would be questions, questions she
didn't want to have to answer to anyone.

   In third period Mrs.  Battle noticed that something appeared to be wrong
and discreetly inquired.

   "I'm okay, Mrs.  Battle," she lied.  "I'm just really tender."

   "You ought to just go home," her teacher advised.  "Or better yet, you
need to see your doctor about it."

   "I saw him Saturday.  He took me off my meds, but it hasn't help just
yet.  Maybe I will go home, but I have a history test this afternoon."

   "Well, suit yourself, dear.  And thanks for returning my bra nice and
clean."

   "No, I thank you, Mrs.  Battle.  I was really kind of you to lend it to
me Friday.  I just hope I can make it through the day."

   When class let out for lunch, she was almost desperate.  She thought it
was a bit of good luck to run into Otto in the hallway.  Otto, she was
certain, would do anything for her and never blab about it, as no one would
ever believe him.  It was perfect.  He could suck the milk from her tits
and as a bonus, he'd not miss lunch.

   "Otto!  Otto!  Wait up!" she called out.

   "I need your help, Otto," she said as she cornered him.

   "I got into a lot of trouble the last time," he told her while nervously
looking about.

   "Trouble?  What trouble?"

   "I got caught coming out of the boiler room, Friday.  I almost got
suspended.  They thought I set a bomb or something."

   "Oh, so that was what that bomb scare was all about," she replied.  "You
didn't get into trouble did you?  I mean, you didn't get suspended or you
wouldn't be here today."

   "No, but now I'm on probation," he replied.

   "Was it worth it?  Was my blowjob worth it to you?"

   Otto grinned replying, "Yeah, it was worth it."

   "Good, I'm glad you enjoyed it.  I sure did.

   "Look, remember what I told you?  That I'd let you touch my tits the
next time?

   "Well, I don't know about you, Otto, but Friday I wanted to do more.  A
lot more.  We just didn't have enough time.  How about if we go to the
boiler room right now.  Skip lunch and I'll get totally naked for you. 
I'll suck your dick and you can suck my tits."

   "Really?"

   "Yes, really."

   "Uh, I don't know.  What if we get caught?  I'll be suspended."

   "The trouble was that there were a bunch of people in the hallway by the
time you got dressed and got out of there.  Right now, everyone is at
lunch. We can sneak in, have some fun and sneak out again before anyone is
in the hall again.  How about it?  Think about it...  I'll suck your dick
and you get to suck on my tits.  I'll get totally naked for you, and you
know, I'll even let you feel my pussy."

   "Really?"

   "Yes, really.  Now come on."

   With the promise of naked girl, naked tits and another blowjob, Otto
followed the slut to the boiler room even though the voice in his head told
him, "This is not a good idea.  It's a trap."

   Meanwhile another voice in his head said, "She can be trusted.  Her
friends weren't there the last time and she did what she said she'd do."

   "But you'll miss lunch," the first voice said.

   "She's going to get naked for you.  Completely naked and let you kiss
her tits," the other voice countered.  In the end the second voice won out
handily, after all, Otto was a guy, a nerdy and peculiar guy for sure, but
he was first and foremost a guy and the promise of naked girl flesh was
just too much to resist.

   By the time he had resolved his internal conflict, they were at the
boiler room.  Mindy and Otto both looked around making sure the coast was
clear.  Mindy jimmied the lock and they slipped into the dimly lit room.

   Mindy wasted no time in undressing completely.  Otto was awestruck by
the beautiful naked girl before him.  'This can't be real,' he thought, but
there she was.

   "Hurry up and take off all your clothes, Otto," the willing girl urged
him, desperate to have him drain her tits and relieve the painful pressure.
Otto scrambled to shed his clothes, his excitement evidenced when his
3-inch hard-on came on display.

   With the nerdy boy as naked as she was, Mindy urged him, "Come here,
Otto.  Come closer.  Closer." Taking his hand she placed it on one of her
achingly full breasts.

   Otto had never felt anything in hands that felt as wonderful as her bare
tit.

   "You like?" the forward girl asked him.  Otto, unable to speak, rapidly
nodded his head.

   "Do you want to kiss it?  Go on, I want you to kiss it.  Hmmmm, that
feels so nice, Otto.  Now suck on it."

   Otto sucked and was rewarded with a stream of sweet warm milk.  Not sure
what had just happen he pulled off, fear clear in his eyes.

   "It's alright, Otto.  You didn't hurt me.  It's just my milk.  Does it
taste good to you?" Otto nodded."Then suck on them some more.  Suck all my
milk, Otto."

   Little did he or Mindy suspect, but they had been observed entering the
boiler room.  Observed by the security cameras John Jackson had installed
that weekend.

   Otto returned his lips to Mindy's teat and began to nurse.  Her milk was
delicious!  Sweeter than what he was used to coming out of a carton or jug,
and very rich.  Like all boys, he knew girls had tits to make milk, milk
for their babies.  But this was so far from his experience and knowledge
that he just assumed that all girls made milk all the time, or at least
girls with tits did.  Why else would this be happening?

   His lesson in carnality was cut short when the dim yellow lighting was
without warning replaced by a harsh bright glare.

   "Freeze where you are!" came the deep authoritative voice.  "Hands in
the air!"

   Startled as much as Otto was, Mindy nonetheless was also aware that he
was pissing on her.

   "Turn around slowly" came the commanding voice.

   Otto turned and saw what Mindy was seeing, several security guards with
pistols drawn accompanied by the principal and two coaches.

   "You!" the principal shouted pointing at Otto who was terrified at being
caught in the boiler room nude with a naked girl.

   "And you, you little tramp!

   "Put your clothes on, you two, and come with me!"

   As outraged as the principal was, while Mindy and Otto scrambled to get
dressed, the two coaches were snickering, as were the two security guards
while they put away their weapons.

   Within minutes the two miscreants were in the school office waiting to
learn of their fate.  For Otto, who had never before been sent to the
principal's office for anything, the sentence was mortifying...  a one week
suspension.  For Mindy, she was informed by the principal that for the good
of the student body, that shameless sluts like her would not be tolerated
and was promptly expelled.  Not only that, but they were both being charged
with criminal mischief for breaking into the boiler room.  Poor Otto, he
passed out cold and wet himself again.  Mindy was mortified too, but she
was more concerned with relieving and emptying her tits and the sooner the
better.

   Otto and Mindy's moms were both summoned to come pick up their kids. 
Both were less than pleased.

   "What is wrong with you!" demanded Wanda as they got into her car.  "You
were fucking that boy in the boiler room?  Don't you have any sense of
shame?"

   "I wasn't fucking him, Mama," she defended.

   "Don't give me that!  Your father is right, you are a slut!  Expelled!
Couldn't you keep your panties on long enough to get home and have your
father fuck you?"

   "I wasn't fucking Otto, Mama.  God, what do think I am?"

   "You're a slut!  A slut whore!  What did he do, offer you a dollar?  You
fucked him for a lousy dollar?"

   "I didn't fuck him!  It's my tits, Mama!"

   "You were flaunting your tits to him?"

   "No.  My tits.  I'm lactating, Mama.  My tits are so full, that they
hurt.  I just wanted him to nurse on me and relieve the pressure."

   "Lactating?  Oh, come on!  Now I've heard it all!"

   "No, it's true, Mama.  That doctor you sent me to, Dr.  Tubbs, he gave
me some pills to increase the size of my boobs, but I took them wrong and
now I'm lactating!"

   Wanda was so stunned by this bit of news that she ran a stop sign and
nearly caused an accident.

   Back home, Mindy showed her mother the problem, launching a stream of
milk halfway across the room.

   "That god damned quack!" Wanda shouted once she recovered from her
shock. "I'll sue that that bastard!  I'll sue him for every nickel he has!

   "Get your clothes back on, we're going to see that doctor!"

   "But I don't have an appointment today," Mindy pointed out.

   "We don't need an appointment!  Now let's go!"

   ***** Tubbs was having a good day.  He had avoided disaster Saturday
night and he was feeling pretty good about that, especially when White's
investor group committed to continue funding his research.  Zipping up, he
escorted his patient and research participant from the examination room
just as Wanda and her daughter entered the waiting room.

   Seething with anger, Wanda didn't notice the dazed look of the well
endowed woman as they passed.

   "You quack!" she shouted.  "You god damned quack!"

   "Whoa!  Whoa!  Calm down.  Now just what is the problem?"

   "You're the problem!" she shouted.  "You gave my daughter something that
has caused her to lactate!  How dare you!  Who gave you the right to do
that to her?"

   "You did!" he countered firmly.  "You gave your consent!"

   "I did not!"

   "Oh, yes you did!

   "Now you just calm down, lady.  You're Mindy's mother aren't you?"

   "Yes, I am and I demand some answers!"

   "Well, come inside and we'll discuss this rationally."

   Wanda and Mindy entered Dr.  Tubb's office; not the one where he
conducted his research, but his private office.

   "Please have a seat," he instructed the mother and daughter.

   He then turned, opened a file cabinet and extracted a file.  Seated he
opened the file.  "Is this your signature?" he asked Wanda showing the
first of what would be several signed documents.

   "When we first met," he continued, "you agreed to allow your daughter to
participate in a research project I was conducting.  You agreed to allow me
to administer medications to her, including birth control and agreed for me
to examine her twice monthly for the duration of the research study.  This
was all at no cost to you.

   "Now, I just became aware of Mindy's lactation problem this Saturday. 
Had she taken the medication properly, this wouldn't have happened.  But
she didn't take it properly and now there is a problem."

   Turning to Mindy he told her, "Take off all of your clothes, dear and
let's have a look."

   Mindy stood and did as she was told.  After all, he was the doctor.

   Her bra was by now soaked and as her tits sprang free, they both began
dripping.

   "A few short weeks ago, she had very small breasts.  Now she has at
least C-cups, maybe larger.  Her growth has been nothing short of
spectacular.  But this is a problem," he said as he gave a bloated tit a
squeeze and launched a stream of milk.

   "Had she taken the meds properly, the increase in breast size would have
been slower and she wouldn't have started lactating.  Now I've taken her
off of those meds, so as long as she isn't nursing, her milk should dry up
in a week or two.  Her breasts will most likely get a bit smaller, but not
by much.  She'll still have a nice pair to entice the boys with.

   "This problem is a set back to my research.  Not a fatal setback, but a
setback nonetheless," he continued with a haughty air.

   "I now need to remind you, that if you withdraw her from this research
project, you will liable to the costs and damages incurred to my research.
At this point, that would amount to several thousand dollars.

   "Several thousand?"

   "Yes.  The medication is very costly to manufacture and..."

   "Dr.  Tubbs," Mindy interrupted.  "My poor boobs hurt and are about to
explode.  Is there something you can do right now?"

   "Of course, my dear.  You need to be pumped.

   "So if you will excuse us..."

   Leaving Wanda in his office, Tubbs took Mindy into his laboratory.

   "Climb up onto the table, my dear," he told her as he located a powered
breast pump along with two breast cups.  Wetting her tits with a water
soluble gel, he attached the two cups and turned the pump on.  Immediately,
breast milk streamed out of her tits to be collected in a jar.

   As her tits were milked, he stepped between her legs, dropped his trou
and entered her.  The relief in her tits was immediate and the feel of a
thrusting cock in her needy pussy was heaven sent.  By the time the flow of
milk was reduced to a trickle, Tubbs had ejaculated.

   Leaving his pants down, he disconnected the milking machine.  "Okay, be
quick about it, dear," he said wagging his spent wet cock at her.  Mindy
knew just what he wanted and hopping down from the table quickly began
cleaning his still seeping cock with her mouth.

   "Okay, that's enough," he told her.

   "Just a little more?" she replied looking up at him with pleading eyes.

   "No, your mother is waiting for us and she's worried.  Let's not make
her wait any longer than necessary."

   "Oh, pooh!"

   Returning to his office with his still naked patient.  He wasn't overly
concerned that he might be leaking down the girl's legs, as his nuts hadn't
fully recharged since fertilizing his last patient less than thirty minutes
before.

   Tubbs told Wanda that all was well and handed her a manual breast pump.
"She needs to use this when she needs to, but not any more than that.  The
idea is to stop stimulating her breasts to produce milk, so the less is
better.  It's just like classical economics, supply and demand.  In this
case, no demand, no supply.

   "Now, I have another appointment waiting."

   "Is it true that you can increase breast size without surgery?" Wanda
asked.

   "Your daughter is proof of that," Tubbs replied.

   "You think you could, uh, make me bigger?" the mother asked.

   "No doubt about it.  Are you interested?  I'm starting a larger clinical
trial soon."

   "You are?  Yes, my husband would love it if I had big bazookas.  In fact
he's been wanting me to get implants, but..."

   "Double D's?  I can do that for you, Mrs.  Miles.  Why don't you stop at
the reception desk and set up an appointment and we'll start working on a
pair of whoppers for you?"

   Wanda was excited as she drove home with Mindy.  She was impressed with
Dr.  Tubbs.  He was so confident and best of all, he was going to give her
the tits she and Ed had always wanted her to have.  The larger problem with
Mindy being expelled from school was shoved far back in her mind.

   "Thank you, Mama," she heard her daughter say.  "Thank you taking care
of me."

   "Well, of course, dear.  What are mothers for?"

   Once home, Wanda did reflect on the major disaster of today, Mindy being
expelled from school.  'What in the hell am I going to do with her home all
day?  Gawd, there's going to be a steady stream of men coming and going
while Ed and I are at work.

   While she was reflecting upon this, the phone rang.  It was John
Jackson. He needed Mindy to take care of his little son while he went to
the hospital to check up on his wife.  With all the turmoil of the past few
hours, Wanda had forgotten all about the man's wife's emergency surgery
Friday night.

   "Uh, well, yes.  Mindy is available.  She doesn't have any schoolwork
tonight," she allowed with a frown.  "She managed to get herself expelled
from school today."

   "She did?  What on earth happened?" John J asked genuinely curious.

   "It was all a big misunderstanding," Wanda told him.  "But, yeah, she
has nothing but free time on her hands right now."

   "Hmmmm, I don't think I should ask you this, but we need a full time
nanny right now.  For at least two, three weeks while Dora recovers.  We'll
pay her, of course."

   Wanda immediately saw this offer as the solution to her fear that Mindy
would just be spreading her legs for any man or boy who walked through the
door.  If she was working, she wouldn't time to do what her mother feared
she'd do.  And in two, three weeks, surely she would be able to find
another school for Mindy.

   "Well, talk to her tonight.  It's up to her," Wanda told him.  "It's
okay with me."

   As she hung up the phone, Wanda smiled to herself.  'Yes, Mindy will be
too busy and with her out of the house, Ed won't be rutting with her
either,' the mother thought.  For Wanda this was a win-win.  Of course
putting her in a private school was going to be costly, and that worried
her.

   "Mindy!  Mindy!"

   "Yes, Mama," she called out from upstairs.

   "Mr.  Jackson is on his way to pick you up.  Gather up some clothes, you
will be staying for a few days while his wife is recovering from surgery."

   'Surgery?  What surgery?' Mindy thought.  'Oh, yeah!  I almost forgot!

   'And did Mama really say I would be staying for a few days?  Oh, my
god!'

   "Mindy!" her exasperated mother exclaimed.  "For god's sake, girl!  Stop
touching yourself like that!"



   Chapter 22 RAPE BAIT

   Mindy has a rough night when the Jacksons invite Keith over...

   Mindy threw together a suitcase of clothes.  'Not that I'll need any
clothes at the Jacksons,' she thought ruefully.  Except for a thin robe,
she anticipated that they would keep her naked the entire time she was
there.  Naked with her body available at all times, available to John J,
available to Dora, and available to little Timmy.

   Another thought occurred to her, John J's friend, Keith, the one who
lived out his fantasy of raping a young girl by raping her.  What if he
came over while she was at the Jackson's?  Or any of their other friends
she hadn't met?  Would they make her available to anyone who came by the
house?  Surely they wouldn't...  Just the thought of Keith taking her
roughly again was enough to make her pussy start seeping.  It's not that
she wanted to be forcibly raped, but these days her pussy seemed to have a
mind of its own.

   It was of no surprise to the young girl that her employers wanted her
naked just as soon as she walked in the door.  Nor was it a surprise that
little Timmy wanted some titty time with her.  What did surprise her was
that once Timmy had his snack, that the boy's mother often wanted her to
blow her little boy while she and her husband watched.  Then they fucked
her, John J with his large dick and Dora with a strap on, or they would
have her perform oral sex on them.

   She thought that they would want her to sleep with them in their big
bed, but she was told that she was to sleep with Timmy, in case he got
hungry in the middle of the night.  Her nipples became sore and distended
from the constant suckling from either little Timmy or the boy's lecherous
father.  It didn't help that Dora took to slapping at her tits with her
flickering blows aimed primary at her nipples rather than larger mass of
her swollen breasts.

   Mindy thought it was very curious when she was told to put some clothes
on.  Not many clothes, but more than the thin milk stained robe she was
normally allowed to wear sometimes.  The blouse was simple and buttoned up
from the front.  The shorts were simple pull on gym shorts.  Naturally
there were no bra nor panties.  For shoes, she was given her rhinestone
flip-flops.  Then Dora made up her eyes, caking on the mascara and painting
her lips with a whorish bright red lipstick.

   Then Dora informed her that Keith had been invited over.  Once Dora had
told her what they expected of her, she felt a mixture and dread and eager
anticipation at the role they had given her for that night's entertainment.

   Timmy was asleep in bed when Keith walked in.  Mindy shuddered as he
circled her like a beast of prey, his lips curled up menacingly, checking
her out as she stood in the middle of the living room, while John J and
Dora sat watching on the sofa sipping champagne.  She looked to her
employers, hoping that they would stop what she suspected was about to
happen, but they just lifted their glasses to her and took another sip.

   "Just pretend that we're not here, dear," Dora said.  "And do try to be
convincing," she added.

   Suddenly Mindy's hair was grabbed and held in Keith's fist.  It hurt,
but she mainly cried out because she was genuinely frightened.

   "I'm gonna fuck you, slut," the menacing man snarled in her ear.

   "Don't hurt me," she pleaded softly.

   "Shut the fuck up, slut!" he hissed.

   "I'll do what you want, mister, just don't hurt me.  Okay?"

   "I'll do whatever the fuck I want with you.  If I wanna hurt you, slut,
I'll hurt you."

   "Please..." Her plea was met with a yank of her hair.

   "Owwww!  You're hurting me!" To Mindy's relief the pressure on her hair
let up.  Not completely, but enough that it didn't hurt so much.

   Holding her by the hair with one hand, his other hand went to work
opening his jeans while he simultaneously kicked off his shoes.  Soon his
jeans were down off his hips and he began kicking to remove them.  As he
wasn't wearing boxers or briefs underneath, once he was free of his jeans
his hard drooling pecker was free as well.

   With his free hand, he now literally ripped her blouse open, scattering
the torn off buttons across the floor accompanied with her whimpering
cries. The ruined blouse was then wrenched off her shoulders and arms and
discarded on the floor.  He then bent down and yanked her flimsy shorts
down off her butt to her knees.

   The pressure suddenly increased on her hair forcing her on to her knees
where he jammed his cock into her face.

   "Suck it, bitch!" he hissed.

   She parted her red lips to surround the large glans pressed against
them, and opened her mouth just enough that he could jam his cock into her
mouth to the back of her throat.  She gagged, but he relentlessly pressed
his cock into her throat.  She gagged again and the slab of man meat went
down into her throat.

   Mindy's eyes were misting and she couldn't breathe as he held his dick
deep in her throat.  Just as she began to think that he was going to
suffocate her with his cock, he pulled back and let her catch a breath of
fresh air.  But once she was given time to take a couple of breaths, he
jammed her head back into his groin, forcing his cock back down her throat,
only to begin yanking her head back and forth.  She gagged every time the
cock head hit the back of her throat prior to sliding down gullet once
again, and every time she gagged her mouth would water.  Soon her saliva
was dripping from her mouth, dripping down her chin in great foamy masses
that swung to and fro until they snapped and flung either to the floor or
onto her ponderous gyrating tits.

   Suddenly the punishing mouth fucking ended.  The reprieve didn't last
long as she was forced her by her hair onto her hands and knees where her
shorts were removed from her legs.

   Still gripping her hair and forcing her to arch her back, he forcefully
and abruptly entered her.  The rough fucking was at once painful and yet
somehow welcome.  Soon the pain was forgotten and only the pleasure of
being taken by a demanding man remained.  Soon the orgasms that ruled her
life, began to flow through her, sweeping her away to that place she had
grown to love and crave so much.

   All too soon it seemed to Mindy, the pleasuring cock was removed from
her cunt and her hair was released.  She was glad that her hair was free,
but not at all happy that her cunt was free of cock.  Then she felt the
bare foot on her butt.  It shoved her and she ungracefully sprawled out on
the floor at the feet of her employers.

   The foot now pressed into her hip and flipped her onto her back.  She
was grabbed by the ankles and spread wide open, her rapist standing between
her upright spread legs grinning menacingly down at her.

   Finding her voice she said, "If you're going to fuck me, you bastard,
then fuck me!"

   The menacing look faded from his face and she heard Dora say, "No, no,
no, Mindy!  When you're being raped, you're supposed to fight him, not
invite him!"

   Then addressing Keith, Dora said, "Sorry, Keith, but she's just not
playing along."

   "What do you want me to do, Dora?" he asked.

   Dora looked down at her nanny/slut and asked, "What do you want, Mindy?
You want him to just fuck you?"

   "I know!" piped up John J who had been silent.  "Fuck her in the ass!"

   "No, I think I'll milk her, then I'll fuck her in the ass," Keith said
releasing her ankles and letting her feet drop to the floor.

   "Stand up!" he told her offering his hand to her.  Mindy stood with his
assistance.  Immediately he grabbed a tit and squeezed.  To his delight,
but to no one's surprise, a stream of milk shot from her nipple which
landing on John J's leg.  Keith squeezed again, this time lowering his face
and opening his mouth to catch the stream, but his aim was bad and she
soaked his face, an outcome which Keith found to be amusing.  He squeezed
her tit again, but only a trickle was released.  He switched tits and this
time his aim was good as her milk shot directly into his open mouth.

   "John was right.  You taste sweet," he said before he squeezed her tit
and caught another mouthful.

   "Okay, Mindy girl.  Grease me up and grease up your asshole."

   "Toss her a tube of lube, John," he then added.

   The tube of KY flew across the room, hit her on the tit and fell to the
floor.  She had to bend over to pick up the tube and when she did, Keith
pushed her face down into the sofa cushion and attacked her anus with his
cock.  She was dry and it hurt when he violated her.

   "Oh!  Owwww!  Stop!  Stop!  Stop!"

   "That's more like it," she heard Dora say.  "Rape her ass!"

   "Owww!  Owww!"

   "Stop it, Keith," she heard John J say.  "You're really hurting her. 
Use some lube, for crying out loud!"

   "Okay, it's your money.  You're the boss," Keith replied.

   The dry cock head was pulled from her anus.  "Sorry, honey, but I gotta
grease you up some."

   The cold lube being worked deep into her burning asshole felt soothing.
The thick finger was removed and she felt the now familiar feel of a
cockhead pressing between her butt cheeks and press against her anus.  As
the pressure increased, she willed her asshole to open to admit the
intruder.  Suddenly she blossomed open and the thick cock slid deep into
her bowels.

   As Keith sodomized her for the entertainment of her employers, she
thought about Mark and how much he liked doing this to her.  Happy thoughts
of Mark soon departed as she remembered what a jerk he'd been lately. 
Purging her mind of Mark, she concentrated on the oddly pleasurable
sensations now filling her body.

   "Frig yourself as he fucks you," she heard John J say and so she did. 
And as John J wanted, she was soon climbing the pinnacle to orgasm.  Once
the first climax had ebbed, she felt Keith manhandling her onto the floor
once again.  She was still anally impaled on his cock when she found
herself on top and looking up at the ceiling.  Keith hooked her ankles with
his feet and spread her out.  A moment later John J was between her
outstretched legs, jacking his dick to firm up.  Then he knelt and nestled
his big cock into the maw of her hot wet pussy.  Mindy grunted as he forced
his dick into her cunt.  It was a tight fit with Keith's big prong up her
rectum, but it felt so good.

   She opened her eyes only to see Dora's pussy lowering on her face.  Soon
she would have trouble catching a breath as the woman's generous pussy lips
molded about her face.  She knew what the woman expected and did her best
to use her tongue effectively.  Mercifully Dora rose up regularly to give
her son's nurse maid a chance to catch a breath of fresh air.  But try as
she may to please her mistress, Mindy found it difficult to concentrate on
the woman's clit, what with her ass and cunt filled with ever moving
man-meat.  And when the cock induced orgasms hit, it was impossible to
concentrate at all.

   After no telling how long, the pussy mask was lifted and one by one, the
hard cocks filling her began to soften and eventually fell out of her
abused holes.  Holes which now seeped white man-cream as the flesh about
her holes began to swell with engorging blood.  With the collapse of the
cocks, Mindy's orgasms also waned.  Her eye fluttered open momentarily,
long enough to see Dora busy cleaning cocks with her mouth.  She didn't
know how long she lay on the floor seeping cum before someone helped her to
stand.  When she did, she was given a cold glass of champagne to slack her
burning thirst, while John J lowered his mouth to her tit.

   It was only then that she saw that Dora was now fucking Keith,
caterwauling and urging him to, "Fuck me harder, you bastard!  Fuck me
harder!"

   When she had gulped down the first glass, she asked for more.  John J,
releasing her leaking nipple from his lips, grabbed the open bottle and
poured her another glass.

   "Having fun?" he asked a she took a sip.

   "Huh, huh," she grunted while nodding her head.

   "Not too sore, are you?"

   "No, I'm fine," she replied.  "More than fine."

   "Good.  I'm glad you enjoyed yourself tonight," he said taking a nipple
into his mouth to drink her milk.

   The fornicating couple broke apart and Keith joined Mindy and John on
the sofa, leaving Dora on the floor.  His hand slid up her thighs to cup
and caress her swollen pussy.  Noting the look in her eyes, Keith smiled
and lowered his mouth to the available tit and began to feast, careful not
to bite too hard on her nipple.

   The fuck party broke up just before midnight.  After all, both John J
and Keith had to work the next day and they both needed sleep.  As usual,
Mindy was sent to sleep with the little boy who slept soundly.  It wasn't
until morning that a hungry Timmy woke and latched his mouth on Mindy's
sore nipple, waking her.

   There would be more nights like the night before, but with other men and
other women, and rarely as rough as a night with Keith was.  All invariably
wanted her to "babysit" for her when she available once again.  After a few
weeks, Dora had stopped lactating as Dr.  Tubbs said she would and Mindy
was allowed to go home.  Within a few weeks, she too stopped lactating.

   *****

   Mindy was in great demand as a babysitter for the Jacksons' friends. 
She was much in demand at home too, with her father, who openly rutted with
her despite her mother's increasingly feeble protests.  By then Wanda had
begun Dr.  Tubbs new clinical trial for a breast enlargement formula
without inducing lactation.  She especially enjoyed her doctor visits, much
as her daughter had.

   Thor Wilkes, the science teacher, also made his amends and became a
frequent visitor to the Miles' house, enjoying the charms of both the
mother and the daughter.  One day, lying in bed with Mindy and her dad
after expending his seed, he had some good news.

   "You remember Victoria Battle?" he asked Mindy.

   "Yes!  She is so nice!" the naked girl replied as her father diddled her
twat to keep her motor going.

   "She threatened to bring a law suit against the school, the school board
and the principal.  A discrimination suit.  In disciplinary matters, she
alleges that the boys get special treatment over the girls, certain boys
that is.  They caved to her, of course, and offered to give her what she
really wanted if she'd drop the suit.

   "You know what she really wants?  She wants you reinstated and your
expulsion expunged from your records."

   "Really?  You mean I can go back to Herbert Hoover High?"

   "Yes!"

   Mindy squealed in delight.

   "But there are conditions..."

   "What conditions?"

   "Well, Coach wants you as a special assistant.  A very descrete special
assistant.  Instead of Study Hall, you're to help him.

   "And the principal also wants you to babysit for him.

   "And Victoria?  She really likes girls like you, natural born sluts. 
And...  Well, you get the gist.  Hey!  And as a bonus, you're going to get
to visit me and Vickers during lunch sometimes in my back room.  Are you
interested?"

   Naturally Mindy was interested...  very interested.




   THE END