A "Simpsons" and "Star Trek:DS9" Crossover E-Mail: Tuvok Story Rating: Mature. (NC-17 / 18+) Readers: Free Web Counter [Back To Main] [Back To Fan Fic] Page 1 The long slim elegant fingers danced and glided over the console, sure and true the given destination was input into the system, she turned, her long shiny dark hair swung gracefully as she turned to face her commander, coordinates set, twinkling eyes and a beaming smile greeted Benjamin sisko, he returned the smile, cocked his head slightly to the right and said make it so dax. Jadsia turned and once more her fingers danced over the console. There was no physical feeling as the defiant class star ship jumped to warp, one moment it was there, then it was gone simply a brief flash of light in the distance to signify its departure. Credits began rolling up the screen and the theme tune boomed from the speakers, a small dial at the bottom of the screen appeared, the numbers slowly falling as the volume was lowered, the remote cast to the side on the sofa. Milhouse sighed, I love this programme, it’s a pity its not like that now, space ships and space travel, warp speed and aliensÖ..especially daxÖ..god she’s hot. Bart looked to the side, to his friend who seemed to be in another time and place as he stared ahead of him. Milhouse came from his dream and looked to bart, I know you don’t like the programme, I know you don’t believe in all this stuff but thanks for sitting there and not saying a word and thanks for letting me watch it. No probs dude he said. Do you, milhouse said excitedly leaning towards bart, do you think it will ever be like that, bart sighed, who knows he said, who knows, probably. I remember said milhouse not too long ago, when my mum and dad were still together, he liked star trek and he used to go to the conventions and everything, I remember they dressed up once for a trekky get together, my mum dressed as dax, she put on this long dark wig and dad spent ages putting make up along the side of her face like the real thing, he turned to bart, and when she took her glasses off, you knowÖ..he paused slightlyÖÖ.she looked absolutelyÖ.nothing like her. Suddenly both the boys burst out laughing and rolled on the sofa. Milhouse stood, phew he said, both boys turned to the door way as marge simpson poked her head through and asked milhouse if he was staying for tea, milhouse smiled, no, no thanks he said ive got to be going as mine will soon be ready, marge smiled and returned to the kitchen, milhouse turned to bart and said, gotta go bud, and I don’t think I will make it back after tea either, got homework and stuff to do, bart, still with a grin on his face from their earlier laughter stood and said never mind, we’ll meet up tomorrow before school, last dayÖFridayÖthen its weekend. I love weekendÖ..yeah replied milhouse, me too. Bart walked his friend to the door and saw him out. The rest of the evening was uneventful and the usual. Tea, tv, shower and ready for bed. He sat there in his bedroom upon his bed, bart was waiting, waiting until in his mind he was sure he would be ok. Maggie was not a problem, and he guessed about now neither would be lisa, she would be asleep probably. He glanced at the clock, two hours, he reckoned it would be two hours before they retired themselves, not that time was really an issue to him, butÖ.but he had his reasons. Quietly and effortlessly he slipped from his bed, he walked over to the door and opened it, he listened, there was no noise other than the tv from downstairs. He closed the door quietly, the usual he thought. He walked over to the side of his room, glanced once more at the door then looked at the wall, a seemingly bare wall. Bart placed his hand upon the cool flat surface. There was a seconds pause then it was as if the surface became semi transparent, translucentÖÖa soft light and a soft hum was heard and seen by bart, once the conformation was complete there was another pause, then a shimmering and a tingling and the room seemed to disappear. Bart was no longer in the bedroom at the simpson household. The view he had now, the familiar view he had now was much more futuristic. Clean, sharp and advanced computer terminals greeted him, the air was cool and frigid, the lighting low and yet warm. He made his way to the centre of his new but familiar surroundings, to the empty waiting chair, he eased himself into it and leaned back into the soft firm supports. ComputerÖÖstatus he said.

Page 2 EverythingÖ.and more which was around him right now could be found at some point on the tv show and tv shows like that he had just watched withÖ..with barts simpsons best friend. Everything had a beginning, usually within the minds of writers as well as the scientists. If there was a need for it, then a way was searched until it could be achieved, where bart was from, the achieved had been done, and on so many more levels. The female voice of the computer filled his ears as it reported to him what he had requested. Power levels were at 80%, power output was at 6%, defence systems were active and scanning and in passive mode and the shimmer shield was running at 100%. The shimmer shield was a active field of agitated light particles which when generated made the ship almost invisible to the naked eye, and impervious to lesser technological sensory equipment such as radar and used very little power to generate, almost the perfect tool for the present environment and time. It was of course completely useless against compatible or more advanced technologies, but as that wasn’t the caseÖ.at the momentÖ..bart had activated it. Taking a few minutes to punch commands into the chairs arm terminal and reading the various returning messages bart became satisfied with what he saw and read and slipped from the command chair. He walked to his left and the obvious door before him opened automatically and he stepped through into a small elevator, just like on the tv the computer obeyed his command as he spoke and requested the science floor. There was the very merest of sensations as the compartment moved and headed towards his requested destination, it took a little more that forty seconds and then again, a mere sensation was felt as the compartment stopped and the doors opened. Bart stepped out and into another corridor, much like the one he had been on earlier but decorated a different colour designating the level he was on, it was blue and this denoted the science and medical levels. Bart walked purposefully to his right and then as he reached a door and stood before it the panel slid to the side and he walked into a room with soft humming noises filling it. Again he moved to his right, there were several wall compartments here, all seemingly empty apart from the fourth, a thin transparent and sturdy material covered the compartment similar to glass but much stronger and pliable, there was a soft humming coming from this compartment, seemingly random bleeps and clicks and lights flickering, bart looked into the compartment and staredÖ..stared at himself, or as he knew better, the real bart for this time period. The small yellow frame looked a t piece in his enforced sleep and coma like state, advanced and as of yet undiscovered chemical gases invisibly filled the compartment, not only keeping this bart asleep and comatose but fed on the required nutrients his body depended on, bart smiled as he looked at his counterpart his double before he turned and left the room. The story so far for this bart simpson had accelerated from mundane to where he was now in a matter of a little over a year. Like many humans in his time, genetic modifications and enhancements were the norm, but unlike bart the vast majority were able to live there enhanced and modified lives to the full, an extremely tiny amount suffered what bart suffered. Due to a condition within the brain, the genetic modifications caused morphic and cell mutation to severely limit barts life, everything he saw, read, smelled or learned was remembered and evoked from memory at a whim for him, unfortunately this increased his brain activity more and more until it overloaded itself and shut down, the outcome in all cases had been death. The count had been so few over the years that little if no investigation or research was done into the condition so even with all the medical advancements of the time, it was incurable. It had also been a required tool, a small terrorist group had wanted bart, and his condition for their own gains. The very ship he was on now when sanctioned by the authorities was met with this group with vehemence, they had argued that irrespective of any procedure put in place or security measures taken, dabbling with time travel would inevitable bring disastrous consequences on the futureÖtheir future. It had been rejected, and because of this rejection, their methods had become more radical. Barts condition was required by them so he could learn and recall what it had taken hundreds of scientists and technicians and engineers to build, and he did learn, what ever he perused he recalled and the group wanted this to steal the ship, they had succeeded too, they hadn’t cared either at the loss of life they had caused in the method for capturing the shipÖÖfor this reason, it had been barts rationale too, hence the fifteen frozen solid corpses floating around the moon back in his century. Bart with his unique knowledge of everything on the ship, made his escapeÖÖto here. That was then, and this was now, he had been in Springfield for six weeks and imposted as bart simpson for the majority of that, a few medical transitions had taken place for him to appear to be this bart simpson but that had been easy, fitting in to this boys life would be a little more complicated, the ship records gave certain details, birth date, education and family members but the information available although readily and easily transferred to his memory as if they were his own actual memories did not tell the whole story he needed to know to fit in, he had to tread carefully and up to now, he was succeeding. He made his way back to the bridge. Tonight he would begin the next phase of his plan. As he sat once more in the command chair, he punched commands into the chairs arm once more. A small but detailed image appeared showing the positions of various small strategically placed satellites on a course from here to earth and around it. They were so small that they required no special cloaking devices or shimmer shields to hide them, they were in full view and sometimes, that in itself was the best camouflage. Now with the satellites in place, he was able to see Springfield irrespective of the towns position in relation to his craft and he could pick up all types of communication from here should he need to, now was the time to put his next phase into operation. The visual he had up on the view screen of Springfield was clear and in true time but was limited, to get a more detailed and intimate view he needed what he was about to deploy now, a few taps onto the screen and bart heard a beep, denoting the deployment of the AOM, this was a cleaver little military device, the Automated observation module was after flicking through the schematics about the size of his head but it had a full range of fancy capabilities, its power pack had the capability of powering it for over ten years, it had cloaking capability, shimmer capability and this clever little device was about to perform what bart considered its neatest trick. As it neared the earth it became gravitationally active, its output became that of 1.5 G’s so in effect it pulled itself towards the earth, as it neared bart accessed its core and altered its gravity output manually the closer it got, lowering it so in effectÖbraking. As it neared the earth and began entering the atmosphere, he altered the settings to -98% so it was now repulsing the earths gravity and slowly being able to control its decent, no need for any engines of any type, bart lowered the settings to increase or decrease the speed dependant on the modules temperature as it passed through the atmosphere, it was in cloak mode so nothing, no tracking device or radar would be able to detect it, visually, if you had looked, you would have seen nothing. Bart scoured the area in the decent to make sure no collision was made with either civilian or military aircraft, the module may have shielding but being hit by an aircraft doing hundreds of miles an hour would have destroyed it, phase two became complete as he smiled at the view screen and watched again a real time image of Springfield but this time as if he was there himself, he could see cars, buildings, windows, their contents and of courseÖwhat he wantedÖÖ.people.

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Page 3 Phase Three. The module hovered soundlessly above a quiet and darkening Springfield, bart punched a few more buttons and smiled as a read out came across his control panel, this information was sent to the module and bart watched the view screen as the module moved, he watched buildings pass, cars pass as the invisible device glided over Springfield unnoticed to its destination, bart watched, suddenly a building was on the screen, it was there, manually operating it bart steered it to the front door, it lowered down the length of the door scanning, bart was told from the readouts the exact type and whereabouts of the doors security attachments, locks and bolts. Several options scrolled along his screen, he pressed for option 2. The module systematically levelled itself to each bolt or chain lock on the opposite side of the door and with a series of sonar and magnetic pulses guided them into an unlocked position, the same was done with the dead lock and the door with a little more power usage was opened. The module entered, even if any security alarm had been fitted it would have been neutralized, the readouts again on his screen showed that no active security measures were within the building. Bart, instructed the module to close the door. Life signs were scanned for and discovered, there were two, both together, bart instructed the module to seek them out and it did so. A vision came on the screen of a darkened living room, flickering lights from the tv didn’t interfere with his view but the bridge mimicked the flickering such was the size of the screen and the clarity of the images he looked upon. Bart positioned the module, before him he saw his teacher, Edna Krabbapple and beside her, Principle Skinner. They were closer together, it was strangely fascinating to see them this way, he had heard the rumours and even seen them out and about, the way they looked at one another within school gave it away, but not until now had he ever seen them kiss, he smiled as he watched, the petting was quite heavy, he watched as skinners hand caressed and mauled her breast, he heard the breathing as there arousal levels grew, the tv was either on mute or very low volume, all they were interested in at the moment was each other. Bart scanned their brain waves, from the read outs it showed their arousal levels high and still growing, he didn’t need this read out to show him that, he needed the readout for this, he pressed a few buttons and the module carried out its instructions. Bart watched the panel before him at both of their brain waves, a low level alpha frequency was emitted from the module and bart watched as skinners brain wave activity went rapidly from a state of arousal to that of sleep, he glanced at the screen and saw the principles head on his teachers shoulder and he smiled as he heard the soft snores from his mouth, bart didn’t need to look at the brain waves of his teacher to see her reaction, her facial expression was very clear, as he looked down though at the panel he saw her arousal levels and also the anger levels, another instruction was sent, the brain waves simply froze, he looked up to the screen and he saw the shimmering beam of light, it was from the module and it encompassed all of his teachers head, she seemed to be frozen in time, her expression remained and she was completely motionless on the sofa, bart grinned, computer he called, transport subject one to medical room three to these precise coordinates, he punched in the memorised coordinates, he stood, and as he did so looked at the screen to see the disappearing form of his teacher. Bart left the bridge, within a few minutes he was outside the door of medical room three, the panelled door opened as he stepped towards it. Inside he saw his now transported teacher and she was sitting upon a medical bed in the same seating position she had been on her sofa, bart moved quickly to a pre readied medical terminal as he knew the effects of the alpha waves he had used upon her would wear off quickly now she was on the ship and the waves not being applied. He heard her groan as his fingers danced over the terminal, there was a slight buzz as from the ceiling, a beam of light once more encompassed her head, once again she was under his control as the alpha waves were directed at her. Bart looked down, he watched his fingers move quickly across the terminal as if he had been doing this all his life when in reality he had only ever used it twice, like a professional, barts fingers moved from left to right even as his eyes lifted up and he watched as he tightened the beam, the lights circumference shrank, no longer encompassing her head but now being tuned until it was the size of her face, then her forehead and then as he toyed, like a pencil beam going directly into the centre of her forehead. Please lye down Edna he spoke, he watched as his teachers body shifted on the medical bed and slowly she obeyed his instruction and begun lying down, the beam penetrating her head following her movements keeping her fully under control, oblivious to what was happening or where she was. Bart pressed more buttons and he saw the light which had been at the foot of the bed directing its beam at her, slide across the ceiling still with her mind in its grasp, until it was directly over her head and simply pointing down, bart didn’t want to accidentally break the beam by walking into or through it, he had no idea if it was dangerous to him or edna or if it would break his grip on her and he had no intention of finding out either, he simply erred on the side of caution. Some time ago, he had read a journal on his condition, it had been quite short but it had given him an idea of his own, information had been scarce as little investigation had been done but it had appeared that a specific amount and combination of the hormones estrogen and progesterone had had an effect on subjects, bart had found that the hormones being used though were synthetic and he wanted to know if the more natural forms were more productive, and speaking of productive, where better than to get the hormones than from pregnant females. He could have of course artificially inseminated the femalesÖÖbut he smiled as he walked towards the medical bed and his prone teacher, his way would be more fun. At the head of the medical bed was another display unit and console, bart quickly scanned the display ensuring hisÖ..patients!! Readouts were normal, blood pressure heart rate, both slightly high but he knew this was due to the sexual arousal she was experiencing and feeling when she had been with SeymourÖÖ.making out. Brain activity was manipulated to where he required it, his fingers danced on the panel and he saw a readout of her fertility, he smiled, his job would be a little simpler as she was close to release of her ovum, his fingers danced again and he heard and looked up to another beam of light which shone down on her navel, barts dancing fingers did not need his sight to know what he was doing, the tone of the beam altered slightly and it became a little more intense. Bart glanced again at the readout, clearly it showed the rate of her fertility becoming much more advanced.

Page 4 Bart sensitively altered the power outage until what would have taken her a few days started to take place as he watched, the display showed the FSH and LH hormones increase and the ovum released from the follicle move steadily down the fallopian tube, his fingers danced once more as he slowed the processÖÖthe beam disappeared and the noise was goneÖ.he grinnedÖ.she was ready. Bart picked up a hand held device and again, moved his fingers over the controls, the medical bed loweredÖÖ. He felt his own arousal now, he had been concentrating on getting what he had to do in place, now all he had to do was concentrate on the job in handÖ..and that job made his loins tingleÖ.he stared at the prone un moving figure of his teacherÖÖof the other barts teacherÖ.this woman, he placed the device down, moved to the bottom of the bed and looked upon her shapely legs, the dress, the curves of the dress up to her hips and waist, he flattened stomach and the two small mounds of her breastsÖ..rising and falling smoothly as she breathed normally and evenly, his hands rested on her ankles, his small frame bent and as he bent, he slid his hands, up along her smooth shins, the hem of the dress flowing over his hands as they began to slide up her dress, the flesh becoming thicker and more muscularly toned as he felt her thighs, he was getting to the limits of his reachÖ.he scowledÖhe hadn’t planned for this. He stood, annoyed at himself for missing such an obvious hindrance, he leaned over and retook the hand device, pressed a few bottoms and the shape of the bottom of the medical bed actually changed, it seemed to shrink, as it shrunk the angle of the bottom changed too, not flat anymore but angled down, more and more until eventually when he was happy with what he saw, his fingers stopped their dancing and he replaced the deviceÖÖhe started againÖ.at least in the minute or so it had taken him to re alter the beds shape, he had become that little more arousedÖ.not that he needed the minuteÖhe had all the time in the worldÖ..and he would get to do what he was going to doÖÖ.dismissing the thoughts which were forming in his head he brought his attentions once more to the female before himÖ..smiling he replaced his hands on her ankles, then his fingers sensing again the warmth and smoothness of her skin as they slid up the shin, the hem, the knee, the familiar touch of her thigh, bart leaned a little more forward, the beds new shape not becoming a hindrance at allÖ..he grinned as he felt higher and higher up her skirtÖ..he giggled and laughed as he suddenly touched materialÖÖ.. Her panties. His hands turned to face outwards so as he slowly slid up, the fingers traced the edge of her panties where they rested upon her thighs, his outstretched thumbs just grazing the front of her panties, running along the seam where his fingers had slid close by, higher and higher still slowly building his tension, he felt the elastic, the waist of her panties, his fingers curled and took the materialÖÖ.slowly he pulled, he felt the elastic stretchÖ..then he felt the clothing give, felt them as they started to slide downÖÖhe pulled back he stood grinning with her panties dangling in his hands. Releasing his grip with one hand he dropped it to his pants, he opened the button and slowly slipped his trousers down, stepping out of themÖ.still staring at her prone form. He allowed his imagination run run its own course as to what she would look like, would she be hairy, trimmedÖ.completely baldÖ..he touched, fondled and caressed his growing member, what am I doing he thoughtÖ.why am I trying to get myself hardÖÖ.. He walked away from the bottom of the medical bed, he walked around and to her side, in a low voice he told her to turn to himÖÖ.she obeyed. He stepped forward and offered his hardening cock, it was close, so close to her mouth. The beam which had penetrated the front of her head now penetrated the side, this didn’t concern bart as it was aligned with a point within her brain and the direction it took to get there didn’t matter. He was going to get hard anyway, but why should he fondle himself there when there was much more interesting ways to get to that state, you know what this is he whispered, you know what to do with itÖÖyou want itÖÖ.you want itÖ.openÖ.. Whether she did or didn’t was immaterial, she simply obeyedÖÖher mouth opened, bart stepped forwarded and guided his hardening cock into her warm wet mouthÖ.he groaned with pleasureÖ..uhhh yeahÖ.yeahÖ.suck my dick, he arched his back into her as he felt her mouth suck the thickening member in, her tongue moist, slipping along the shaft, he felt it and her mouth contracting and undulating, sucking and pulling him into herÖ.again he groanedÖ.his hand slipping up to her head, slipping into and through her hair, gripping and pulling her head towards him, and thrusting his hips towards herÖ.the beam moving nano seconds later as it adjusted and re adjusted to the movements of her head and in turn the movements of the synaptic receptor it was focused on.

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Page 5 He watched again in awe, his mouth open, his eyes wide, a long drawn out moan emitting as he watched the tip of his penis touch, press and then part the lips, the moan increasing in volume as he watched himself slowly enter, the feel of her wetness on him, the feel of her heat, then the tightness, wrapping around him, holding himÖ..he was gasping, panting, his chest heaving up and down as his excitement bordered on mania. If the explaination of his first touch had been difficult, if the explaination of the tastes had been difficult, this was immeasurably moreÖ. It made everyting else seemingly fade into insignificance, his whole body twitched, it shook, he was fully inside her, he could feel the heat, it felt like her pussy gripped him, his shaking hands caressed her thighs, he tried to calm himself, he could feel his cocks need to explode, he had only entered her and he wanted to cum, for the experiment, that would be fine, it was what was requiredÖ.. But he wanted moreÖ.thinking he was calmerÖ.thinking he was ready he pulled back and thrust inÖ..he gasped and he tensed as he felt the on coming ejeculationÖ..he tried to hold back, tried to pull back, he stomach tensing trying to halt the burst, one thrustÖ.one thrust was all he had managed and he was on the very edge of cumming, his face was taught, he gritted his teeth as he willed, willed himself not tooÖ.it was a battle he knew he was going to lose. Admitting the inevitable defeat, he groaned aloud and thrust back and forth, driving his hard cock into her, he managed to get a further five thrusts before he exploded, shuddering, he felt his semen jet into her, his hands gripped her thighs, pressing her skin inwards, his body jerked, he grunted, random thrusts seemed to automatically spasm his hips as he spurted the final drops of semen into her. He stayed within her for what seemed like an age, his breathing had slowed, his heart rate had slowed, all the excitement and arousal levels were ebbing, he was becoming more and more calm and as he did so he felt the softening of his cock inside her. He sighed as he leaned over and lifted the hand held device he had earlierÖ.. He stepped back feeling his now withering penis fall from her, the dishevelled looking member resembling nothing more than a piece of meat, thick with his semen and dripping globules onto the floor, he had to take a few breaths before he began pressing anything, he was still shaking slightlyÖ..finally after he composed himself his fingers onced more deftly pressed the required sections and digital panels on the small display. Once more a light shone from the ceiling, and once more the tone entered his head, adjustments were made, the beam encompassed the area of her abdomenÖ..bart watchedÖ..watched as the technology and beam ensured his semenÖÖÖfertilised the womansÖÖ.his teacher egg. Bart stepped back and smiledÖ..his work here on this one was done, he stared at her pussy, no more were the lips together, they were open and parted, still showing the signs of being parted where his cock had been, a small rivulet of white creamy liquid oozed from the dark red hole, he watched as it slowly stretched, extended on its route to escapeÖ.watched as it came to the edge of her body and slowly form into a dropulet, more oozed, the dropulet grew, stretched and when the weight was to much, he dripped and fell to join the dropluets from his cock and the initail withdrawel from her. Bart tapped a few panelsÖÖa shimmeringÖ..the teacher disappearedÖ.the tone of her de materialisation appeared again to his side, he turned to see her now encased in an upright clear tube like compartment. The display showing clearly her physical state, heart and blood pressure as before normal, alpha wave levels at a more normal level, more importantly bart watched for a few minutes as the encasement she was in began doing what it was designed to do. The readouts clearly showed the growing within her, the compartment speeding up the gestation period dramatically, the production of the hormones estrogen and progesterone the foetus, the beginnings of life, the baby, his baby he had impregnated this woman and he was watching it grow within her. The entire period would take 72 hours from ceonception to birth IFÖ.. It was permitted to that far, bart, bart was after the hormones, not the off springÖ.he had pre programmed the device to run up to 6 hours only. He had estimated this would be sufficient supply of the hormones if the device withdrew 40% of the production. The programme was then designed to safely stop the growth andÖÖ.using the same technology which the ship was designed to doÖ.reverse the proceedure but trapping the hormones with a stasis separate from the device. When the subject was taken back out of the device, there pregnancy wouldÖ..never have been so could not and was not considered a termination, the process was so exactÖÖit was not even considered a pregnancy and any examination undertaken would prove this too. Bart smiled as he dressed, looking at his teacher behind the clear encasment, he turned and walked from the medical labÖ.and returned to the bridge. Sitting back in the seat he had a content, satisfied look on his face, his hand was down the front of his trousers touching and caressing his now used, still wet and slimy cock, he chuckled, he should be smoking a cigarettte now, he had justÖÖ.lost his virginity, popped his cherry, burst the bubble, he could consider himself a manÖÖ.nearly. And what a way to do it, not as a teenager, with a teenager, butÖ.. He smiled, as a child and withÖa woman. He recalled theÖ..briefÖ..but enthralling experience, he recalled thrusting into her, wishing he could have gone for longer, enjoyed it more, then he sat upÖhis hand slid from his trousers as a thought entered his mind, hmmm he said allowed, programmes and ideas and mathamatics and formulas burst around his mindÖ.possibly he said out loud.

Page 6 He switched the chair console on and watched as the view on the screen as it appeared, skinner was still there and very much asleep. No need to waken him he thought, bart watched as the view changed, his fingers once more expertly danced over the screen without his looking and the images on the screen changed as the AOM moved, within a minute it had left the house and once more was outside in Springfield, its occupants completely and utterly unaware of its presence, a code was entered then bart sat back and watched the view as the AOM made its way to the next programmed destination, his arousal beginning to raise again in anticipation. Houses, buildings, roads and pavements passed below as the AOM sped across the top of Springfield, the scenery noticeably slowed and then grew as it decended, the houses became more sparse as it neared its destination. Once more it hovered outside a dwelling, awaiting instructions, bart stared at the screen, he had simulations and plans running through his mind, he stood, leaving this for a few moments he stepped over to a large console behind the command chair, a far more powerful device than he had utilised earlier. His idea and its eventual completion took about 40 minutes, confident of its success and need to continue with hisÖÖexperiment, bart didn’t even trial the adjustments he had just completed, he returned to the command chair and looked at the screen, it had not changed in the 40 minutes he had been otherwise occupied. Again he used the controls to manipulte the device around the house, this time he fortunately found an open window which scans showed was wide enough for the device to pass through, he smiled as he completed the task without too much trouble. Keeping the device close to the dwellings ceiling he scoured the rooms, he knew and could tell his next subject was home but couldn’t or hadn’t as of yet found them, he must have missed something, he retraced his steps, finally he brought the device back into the very room it had entered, and grinned, he hadn’t noticed, probably in his eagerness to find them and the position of entry, a door, in the corner, a shaft of light was coming through. Bart manoeuvred the device towards the room, activating its audio the bridge was filled with sound, a soft humming, the humming of a voice, a female voice, also, the sound of running water, more specificallyÖ.as shower. Bart edged the AOM to the door, increasing the power, the door opened slightly, more and more until the device was sufficiently in to hover silently up to the ceiling, angling the device down and turning it, bart smiled as he saw her. In the shower, completely naked and covered in suds, he watched, enthralled as her hands caressed and washed herself, grinning, bart released his cock once more, the anticipation and now the sight had already had its effectsÖ..his renewly engorged cock was stiff and ready. He manoeuvred the AOM, silently it lowered and drew closer to the shower cubicle, unaware of its presence and being an audience Elizabeth hoover washed and lathered her body, the screen before him full as her hands and suds moved over her small and firm and upturned breasts, the nipples partially erect and considerably darker than the rest of her skin, from her breasts he watched as she lathered her sides, her stomach, an evident belly from lack of exercise visible, bart smiled, the little belly will be somewhat bigger soon Liz, when you are with child, he watched as her thighs were rubbed, he could see brown hair through the suds, pubic hair, trimmed and designed in the shape of a narrow rectangle, he watched as her hand slid between her thighs, he watched as it loitered here and washed, making sure she was cleansed completely from the day and what ever activities she had been doing, then she bent, her shins and feet were cleaned, standing she allowed the shower to caress the lather and suds from her, any part of her hidden with the white frothy soap becoming exposed and magnified upon the large screen before bartÖ.before the grinning bart. His fingers danced, the form of Elizabeth Hoover standing and facing the invisible device and its array of optical devices in all her naked glory slightly changed, she seemed to soften in her look, her hands slowing to an almost stop, her eyes glazing and staringÖ..the alpha waves emitted by the device entrapping her as simply as it did with its otherÖÖÖ..victims and as it would with any of barts choiceÖ..another teacher he said aloud, do I have a fetishÖ.he giggled. He stared, she was somewhat slimmer and smaller than edna but no less as alluring especially in her present stateÖÖa little fun perhaps he saidÖ..his fingers moved and he leaned forward in his seat. He watched as her hand once more slipped between her legs, this time, not to bathe, he didn’t have to see in detail what she was doing, he could see the manipulated alpha waves increasing her sexual arousal, he could also tell that after a few minutes it began to raise on its own with her activities. Her hand moved back and forth, her free hand slipped onto her small breast, he watch as she squeezed, the giving flesh under her fingers altering the course of the flowing water, her nipples now hard, her fingers slipped over and rubbed, her eyes closed as both her hands increased her arousal more and more, there was a soft beep and bart pressed the display, elizabeth hoovers hands froze, she froze, he watched and through the AOM saw her shimmering form disapear as he transported her, he looked down to the consol, when he saw the readout he expected he quickly pressed and activated several requests, smiled and slipped from the chair and left the bridge.

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Page 7 The door to the medical room slid open, bart strolled in, anyone looking upon the scene and seeing the naked woman with bart walking towards her his fully hard and exposed cock visible would have easily known what was about to take place irrespective of the age differences. The tone of the activated beam filled his ears as he had entered, he saw the piercing light beaming into her forehead, keeping her restrained and of course, keeping her aroused state up. Bart walked over to her, his eyes eating up the sight before him, roaming all over her body. The floor beneath her was wet, the water caught in the transporter and the water running and still running off her pooling around her feet. He stood before her grinning, both hands slipped out and onto her waist, she was warm and her skin felt obviously wet, his hands slid down onto her hips. Very nice, very nice he whispered out loud, Edna had been fully clothed and he now wished he had seen her naked, or at least her breasts, he had obviously been more interested in other things, but he supposed things came with experience. His eyes fell onto her two small orbs, the nipples exceptionally hard, her teasings and rubbings combined with his alpha wave manipulation had brought them out proud to there full extent. His hands raised and he placed them onto her small, firm and wet breasts. Grinning like a Cheshire cat he caressed and squeezed them not only as she had done but how instinctively it came to him, harder and more firmer he squeezed, watching the flesh mould and move as his fingers tightened and gripped the mounds. She was not particularly well endowed in this area, even barts small hands didn’t encompass them but it was easily noticeable that they were small, bart didn’t really have a preference with sizeÖ.not as of yet anyway, he was still a newbie in the state of philanderer. His fingers touched and pinched the harder, rougher textured nipples, this brought a small moan of pleasure from her mouth, bart grinned, his additional programming obviously worked. The strategy had been relatively straight forward to him but even with his increased intellectual capacity it had took him some time and now it would bear fruit, even now, as she stood completely unaware of her surroundings and events and those which would take place, part of her brain had been untargeted allowing her to act out and exhibit any emotion or pleasure she felt even though she was not actually conscious of them. Another moan fell from her mouth as again he pinched and tweaked them, the rubbery texture pleasing to touch. He stepped forward, he could smell the sweet fragrances and scents of what ever products she had been using in the shower, fresh and invigorating, he pressed his mouth to her navel, still holding both her breasts in his hand he slipped out his tongue, he lowered, allowing his tongue to slide and trace down her skin, more confident now in his technique, he wanted to see if he would actually please her, as she would no doubt please him. Unfortunately once again, his height or lack of it became an obstacle, one he wouldn’t be able to manipulate, as his mouth and tongue slid lower, he felt her breasts slip out of his hands, he had been enjoying the feel of them immensely but he wanted the sweet flavours of below, his hands slid down her still wet sides and as he lowered his hands slid to her waist and hips, his mouth and face and tongue encountered her pubic hair, the wisps tickled his nostrils, he opened his mouth and felt them enter, the little curls gripped with his teeth and nibbled, his hand slid between her thighsÖ.he smiled as he felt the smooth labia, his finger traced along her slit and pressed, instantly feeling the moisture within, back and forth, the equally puffy lips of Elizabeth’s compared to Edna’s were not as large but still as fleshy and even his inexperienced hand noticed the shape difference as his hand slid completely between her thighs almost cupping her pussy, his finger pressed a little more, opening her a little more, he grinned and sighed as he heard her moan, moan from his touch.

Page 8 Bart would have noticed the difference in shape and size and possibly feel of Elizabeth’s and Edna’s breasts had he touched Edna’s simply from memory he knew Edna’s were larger, he had noticed the difference in size and shape of their pussies, what he didn’t notice in difference, probably because there was none was the wetness. He slipped his finger into her pussy, he delighted in the moan this brought, her insides were now equally as wet, he kissed and licked a little lower, his finger encircled and pressed her vaginal walls as he had done earlier, there seemed no discernable difference there either, both as warm, both as wet, what are you doing you fool he said, why are you comparing, you should beÖÖ..he slipped a further finger in, pleasing he saidÖÖ. He grinned as the action brought a further moan from herÖÖ.he watched, he saw the spread and hold of her lips around his two now buried fingers, he watched as they appeared as he lowered then disappeared as he slipped them in, her saw the juices, this time Elizabeth’s as they coated his fingers, back and forth he slid both into her, the speed increasing slightly, he heard a slight gasp, he could here the change in her breathing, he opened his mouth slightly, smiling more as he watched the sight of his fingers going in and out of her, her lip movement as they easily and gladly seemed to accept the intruders. The pace quickened, the moans coming from above got louder and more frequent, as a side thought, he wondered if she would arouse and moan more if she was mentally conscious, not the fact it being him, but with the addition of sight, would a person be aroused more and aroused quicker if they could see their surroundings as well as felt them, perhaps another study at another time he thoughtÖ..right here and right now he had more important things to concentrate on. He hand was moving up and down quite rapidly now, ramming his fingers in and out, the moans from above were suddenly accompanied by a little movement, bart was very pleased to see her thighs open slightly and feel the rhythmic motions, gyrating her hips up and down onto his hands, onto his fingers. Today was a day of firsts, he had seen his first live naked female, touched for the first time an adult females pussy, fingered for the first time and then obviously for the first time fucked a female, nowÖ.. Now he saw felt and heard as he brought this woman to an orgasm. Once more he slipped the fingers into his mouth, he licked and sucked and noticed the difference in taste and flavour, with only one other reference point, he could only presume the difference to be because of her bathing, she tastedÖÖsweeter, cleaner, that wasn’t to say edna had in any way tastedÖ..dirty, its just that Elizabeth had the taste of freshly cleansed skin. Bart looked up and told her in a low voice to lye on the bed, he watched as she stepped back, watched as her hands touched and felt the bed she was to lye on and feel its direction so she unconsciously new which way to lye as she slipped up and onto the bed and finally, as instructed lay back. Bart was up and closing in on her as she began to lye down, as her head touched the seat, his arm had parted her leg and he was lying down, his face inches away from the wet sweet smelling opening, he face dropped and he sucked in and licked and tongued all the parts of her juices open pussy, more moans of pleasure drowning out the tone of the beam. He slipped the two fingers back into her, his mouth raised slightly and he nibbled and sucked upon the now erect clitoris, her body jerked and stiffened, bart instantly knew he had touched upon a very sensitive area, a few minutes of concentrated attention and once more he felt the shudder of her body as she came. His face detached from the wet fleshy pussy, he slipped onto the bed, he stared between hr thighs at her gaping open and wet and freshly eaten pussy, it resembled more of a gash, the dark red innards exposed as if a wound had been inflicted upon her, he slipped between her thighs and rested upon her naked lying body. His hands slid up and once more took her small breasts into them, he slid his body up, his erect and rampant cock touched between her thighs, touched at exactly the right place, as he moved up he gasped, as did she as he felt, as they both felt him slide into her. Once more he felt the hot wet tight velvety feel of a pussy around his shaft, this time felt somewhat different, not in the feel of her insides, but a difference within himself, once more he was buried inside an adult female, yet this time, although the feeling was as pleasurable, he didn’t feel the overpowering need to ejaculate. His hands squeezed, her now misshapen breasts seemed to overflow his hands, the nipples forced up, he wished he had the height to slip his mouth onto one, to feel its texture in his mouth, he raised himself and he slid his hips back and forth, both he and his teacher gasped and moaned with pleasure, he easily passed the few strokes he had managed before he came inside Edna.

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Page 9 Bart released her breasts and placed his hands palm down beside her, her straightened his arms and lifted his body, he looked at her face, still opened eyed yet unaware of anything, she did have a pleasured look there, her mouth was open and she was moaning as his cock was still within her, her breathing had increased, he grunted as he started to move his hips, his cock now sliding back and forth into her, he looked down, her small breasts bouncing and heaving upwards as he thrust into her, her stomach, now flat as she lay back, he grinned and looked over to Edna in the capsule, her stomach was now noticeably larger as the childÖÖhis child grew inside herÖ..an odd feeling swept over himÖ.heÖhe was a father. It hadn’t occurred to him it would do thisÖ..but it hadn’t occurred to him either the immense pleasure this experiment would bring eitherÖ.the feeling of parenthood went as he told himself it wouldn’t happen, the gestation period would not reach its climax, he returned his gaze to Elizabeth. He looked further down, the brown oblong patch of pubic hairs, the smooth patch of skin before he saw the twin rounded lips, parted, the clitoris exposed and long, and between it all, his shaft, pounding now in and out, coated with her juice and her orgasm, her moans and the sights now gave bart the feeling he had when he had first entered Edna, the feeling of the growing and impending explosionÖÖ.there was a gasp from Elizabeth, then a long drawn out groanÖ.he had given her another orgasmÖ..this time he had fucked it from her. The second time, it wasn’t a big leap but it was still experience, and with the experience seemed to have come a little more control, bart feeling the impending ejaculation knew, a fleeting moment of clarity swept his mind that irrespective of his age, he was capable of bringing a fully grown mature female to pleasure and orgasm, the teacher lay naked before him with his cock inside her was testament and proof to that, he grunted, his face grimaced and he cried out, his body once more jerking as he felt his young semen spurt from his cock and enter her body. Panting, he lay upon her, next time, next person he told himself he would be naked, he wanted to feel what it would be like with their naked skins touching. As before, as he felt the control and calm come, he felt the erection begin to go, he felt himself softening inside her, he groaned as he raised and slipped from inside her, again, globules of white creamy semen slipped from the open gaping hole of her pussy, he groaned, aching as if he was an old man as he slipped from the bed, and again he took hold of the device, still panting he followed the same procedure as he had with Edna, now calm, now breathing normally, bart stood before two of the four capsules, two obviously filled, two awaiting their occupants. Before bart returned to the bridgeÖhe took a hot and refreshing shower. Wrapped in a large towelled gown bart entered the bridge and looked upon the screen, the now empty shower cubical still had the shower running and the noise of the cascading water filled the bridge, bart sat with a sigh upon the command seat, he thought and then activated a pulse from the device which short the showerÖ..the cascading water stopped. He leaned back into his chairÖ.suddenly the alarm klaxon went off. It was such a shock, bart sat up and didn’t exactly recognise the sound. His first thoughts were that they had found him and were boarding the ship or had dropped out of time travel space, possibly another ship had detected his or were at least close enough to see or trigger the alarmÖÖafter the shock died down he realised and gave a thankful sigh that none of his first thoughtsÖÖ.fears had been correct. None the less it was important enough for him to stand, cast off the robe so he stood there completely naked and call the computer, he asked for an immediate site to site transport and gave exact co-ordinates of where he wanted beaming to. Bart had set several sensors and devices around the house and especially the bedroom to alert him in his absence if his name had been called or if someone had entered his room. There was nothing of obvious advanced technology to be found unless you had the correct scanning equipment to look for them for him to be worried about in that department but the alarm which had triggered had been one activated when his name had been called. He had been transported into the corner of his bedroom, beside a wardrobe which offered the partial protection of sight should they enter in mid transport, safety precautions had also been taken to abort the transportation should the room already be occupied or if the timing of the transportation was such he could be seen, fortunately his vision cleared of the sparkles of materialisation and he saw the familiar surroundings of his room, he ran towards his bed, as he knew at this time, that was where the real bart should in fact be, he managedÖ..just to slip into the bed as his door opened and the trigger of the sensors walked inÖ..his mother. He feigned sleep, he heard her sayÖoh, you are in bedÖ.. Are you playing me mister she said, I could have sworn I heard you runningÖ.he heard her foot steps as she walked over to the bed. The run from the corner of the room to his bed, plus the shock and fright element had made him a little breathless but he managed to control and sound like he was breathing normally, he couldn’t however control the beating of his heart in his chestÖÖhe would look at the sensors another time and maybe introduce something more radical and capable of giving him far more warning. He sensed his motherÖÖthe real barts mother beside his bed. I am not stupid she said in a calm voice, I am pretty sure I heard the dashing of feet, have you showered as you were asked, are you even undressed and ready for bed, he felt the cover her had pulled over him tugged and he felt it lifted. He had cast off the robe on the bridge, he was now naked beneath the sheets. He rolled over and said in a feigned sleepy voice momÖwhat do you want. He saw her eyes open wide a little in surprise and shock, he also heard the two words softly falling from her mouthÖ.oh my. Inwardly he grinned. All those weeks ago when he had altered himself slightly to look like bart to fit in, he had made other alterations enabling him to not just fulfil his experiment, but to really and truly experience it, that little adjustment was now being shockedly looked at by his mother, what she was looking at curled and nestled between his thighs was not that of a ten year old boy.

Page 10 The sight of her surprise was not just pleasingÖ.it was arousing. After what he had seen and felt aver this last hour or two and especially what he had heard from the mouth of Elizabeth he knew his adjustments down there workedÖ.and worked well. It was then he could smell marge, he became aware of her scent. She hadn’t been on his list, she hadn’t even been considered because of who she was, in his minds eye, he reached around and grabbed her startled arms, in one fluid motion he gripped her and rolled away, pulling her, her balance gone and her legs unable to stop the fall with her close proximity to the bed, her body was pulled as he rolled and they both fell over the edge of the bed onto the floor, by shear judgement, he had fell upon her, her hands had been pinned to her sides with his knees, they rested upon the floor but generated enough inward pressure to clamp her arms, his feet were resting between her partially open thighs, her face was shocked and she was stunned at not just what had happened but at the speed and power of it, the wind had temporarily been knocked out of her not just as she had fell onto her back on the floor but with the added weight of her son as he had landed on her, then she stifled a scream as his hand clamped on her face and over her mouth. She stared up at the slight frame, the slight naked frame of her son as he straddled her and forced her to not only remain there but to stop her calling homer for help, what had caused him to do this, what had caused this violent and unwelcome reaction and where was he getting the strength fromÖ..drugs??Ö.no he was too youngÖ..surely too young for that. Bart leaned forwardÖ..his face close to his mothersÖÖ..do you like looking at your son naked he whisperedÖ..are you some form of pervertÖ..looking at young boys naked, he saw the shock and puzzlement in her eyes, she felt him lean closer, she felt her arms pin more as his knees seemed to show no boundary to their strength as they clamped her firmly like a vice, she felt his feet gaining leverage for his knees open her thighs slightly, it hadn’t and didn’t concern her until she felt what she felt next. A muffled shocked scream and a vain wriggle of her body were accompanied by a look of terror and fear in her eyes as she felt his free hand slide down her stomach, down under his body and between her now open legs, she tried to close them as the realisation of what he was doing hit her like a hammer, but like the pressure from his knees, the feet kept her thighs from closing. She tried to say no, bart could hear the muffled plea under his hand as his other hand slid lower and lower, he felt her mound, her motherly mound of her pussy as his hand slid a little further down and gripped her dress. The wriggle had increased as she felt his hand on her vagina, but as she felt the hand pass the wriggle and struggle slowedÖ.until she felt the pull on her dress, then it began again, and in earnestÖÖbut still it was a fruitless attemptÖ.he was simply too strong. She was trying to say no as her dress was pulled, she knew she was saying the word but couldn’t hear it, it was stifled out, muffled with his hand clamped on her mouth, noÖno bart pleaseÖ.no stop don’tÖ.the words were lost in just a noise. Tears welled, her head tried to shake from left to right, not only to say no, but to try to shake his hand free so she could scream, cry for help, but like all her other attemptsÖ.. It was in vain. Suddenly her eyes opened even wider in terror, and a renewed attempt at a scream with a pointless kicking of legs ensued as she felt his little hand slide into and down her panties, tears flowed as she felt the small fingers snake through her pubic hair, lower and lowerÖ..ill show you he said what I think of and do to pervertsÖÖim not a pervertÖim not a pervert she was trying to say, she was feeling weary, she was tiring but still she tried to struggleÖ.then she felt in horror as her lips were spread and she felt the finger slide up and down within the moist parted area of her vagina, a scream of no, lost in his hand was all she could manage before she felt the finger slip inside her, her eyes closed and she felt the lids push the tears as they freely flowed down her cheeks, it was every woman’s fear, every woman’s dread to be sexually abused or rapedÖ..but for it to happen in her house and by her sonÖÖÖ. It simply wouldn’t compute. Her wriggling slowed, she was tired, she ached, it was fruitless and pointless she knew, the finger wriggled inside her, slipped back and forth in and out, she couldn’t stop it, she could only hope that maybe, maybe with her not struggling he would relax and maybe she would get the chance to escape. He eyes remained closed, tears still flowed, she felt her chest convulsing as she cried at the violation, the violation of her son. She waited and she waited for what seemed like a slow eternity and with the wait she felt no let up of his guard or with the pressure he exerted on her, nor was there any let up with the motions of his fingers inside her, then she felt as light movement, she felt him lean forward slightly and she heard him whisper, the words tore into her, how had he become like thisÖÖ. She tried but couldn’t block out his wordsÖ..motherÖmother he said, you may be saying no, he might be crying and fighting, your mouth is trying to say no but you pussy instÖ..cant you feel itÖ..cant youÖ.I can its saying moreÖ.its saying yesÖ.it saying this to me as it gets wetterÖÖohh yesÖyour get so wet down thereÖ. Desperately she tried to ignore himÖ..but he was right, she could feel itÖ.her womanhood was responding, her body was letting her down, though it tried to fight, it was also responding, it was betraying her with its response. Still no give from him, still no possibility of a weakness or escape and the more she felt she would waitÖ.the more betrayal from her very own body, the body being violated was acting as though the opposite was happening, regardless of what she told herself, regardless of what she tried to will herselfÖ.she was still responding, or her lower regions wereÖ.. More and more his fingers delved, more and more they searched and probed, touching her where very few had, where for many years only her husband, his father had, and she to her utter revulsion and dismay at herself found that his touch was how she liked, how she preferred it, she hated herself for feeling thisÖ.but she could not hide from the truth, still he explored, then she felt them slide from herÖ.was it overÖwasÖ.she felt her body stiffen and she felt and heard her muffled grunt as his finger slid onto and caressed and rubbed her clitoris, she felt a sudden surge of energy, a surge of which once more proved fruitless as he easily fought and shook it off. More dismay, more betrayal and self repugnance, her breathing hand quickened, the breath between his fingers from her mouth and nose were more pants, she hated herself, she hated himÖ.ohhh godd noÖ.no you bastardÖ..marge triedÖtried with all her might but it was yet another battle she was destined to loseÖ..faster and faster his finger rubbed, she had no defence, she felt a little movement in her body, his fame allowed itÖ..it wasn’t the movement however of her trying to escape, or her escaping, it was of her hips as they jerked up, and her body shuddering as he brought he to an orgasm.

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Page 11 With the pleasure racking her body, coursing through her touching and tingling her every fibre, marge found her strength and will and hope to escape waning, as if sensing this, he renewed the pressure and relentless attention to her now aroused, hard and sensitive bud, her most secret and special place not just being violatedÖ.but pleased, the crying had stopped, the fight had stopped, the tears had stopped, the breathing had become pants and as she felt her will and anger drifting in a spiral of pleasure her ears heard a sound which under the circumstances would haunt her foreverÖÖa moan. She heard herself moan, she couldn’t help it, she hadn’t and didn’t expect it, but it had been brought from her, the sound only vitalised his fingerÖÖ..moments later she felt again the simmering, then the bubbling, the tingling sensations and the warm sensations around her abdomenÖÖagain it twitched, again she jerked and again she began to moanÖÖ.taking a riskÖÖknowing he was safe marge didn’t know which or why but she felt the release of his hand from her mouthÖ..she felt the freedom, the ability to scream and call for helpÖ.she opened her mouthÖ..and groaned as her orgasm flowed and as she felt it cascade over her nervesÖ.she felt his hand slide onto her breast, felt it caressed, squeezed and pressed and she made no attempt to either stop it or hide the fact she enjoyed the touch. Her eyes opened as the fingering and the rubbing stopped, she looked up to his face, he looked like her son, he smiled like her son, he looked as innocent as her son, but what he had just done, what he had done to her and the reactions he had got from her were not that of her son, surely, no they could only have been the actions of an experiencedÖÖ.loverÖ.and though she hated the description she had given him, it was true, but whereÖ.how could he have learned such thingsÖ..she felt his body slide slightly and once more heard his wordsÖ..his voiceÖÖ but how could it beÖ the words entered her head, but the tingling sensations she still felt failed to impress upon her what the words said or meantÖÖ..then they registered, her boyÖher little boy, her son was pressing and forcing his hips and what he was forcing towards her, what he presented before her was not that of her son, not that of a child but that of a manÖÖand on such a small frame gave it an almost grotesque and freakish appearance, too large in proportion to his small frameÖ..but there it was before her, her eyes wide in terror and wonder as she gazed upon it, upon its thicknessÖ..its solid and hard appearanceÖ.and she knew, knew what he not only intended to do with it, but wanted to show her what it was she was about to get before he actually did it. Marge was feeling too tired, there was no fight in her, she was sapped of all her strength, she had used it in her fruitless struggles, even now, even know as she had seen it, even know as she felt him move, as she felt him slide down and slip between her thighs, feeling his hand slipping her panties to the side, she had nothing, nothing to stop him, there was no anger fuelled last attempt there was simplyÖ.before she even finished her admittance of defeat she gaspedÖ..in shock and alsoÖ..in pleasure. She felt the hard thick shaft press and easily enter her, deeper and deeper, feeling his light small frame curve as he arched his hips, pushing and driving his hard engorged cock into her, of her own free will and with a little concern she may split, her thighs opened, allowing him, wanting him to fill herÖ.and it didÖ.oh god did it fill her. She felt herself stretch, felt herself being pushed upwards from within as he finally slipped everything into her, anymore and she surely would have split. Then the pleasure, the pleasure before had been powerful now, now as she felt the huge member slide from her then penetrate her again, the pleasure was intense, overpowering almost, she gasped as she quivered and trembled from head to toe as the intensity of it washed her, her voiceÖ.her voice calling out, crying out ohh god as she felt every ripple, every vein through the sensitive stretched inner lips of her vaginal opening, every nerve, every receptor alive and aflame with sensations as the wet lubricated monster filled her, she felt his weight shift, the small body pressed onto his hands and lifted, then with a power belying that small frame, she felt him plough faster and faster into her, it had been seconds, surely seconds, she had to raise her legs, lift her knees to allow him in but within that short period of time he had brought her to her third orgasmÖÖ..the fourth followed shortly after and in conjunction with his as she felt his hot jet of young child cum completely splatter and fill the insides of her pussyÖ. MomÖ.im trying to sleep he said, rolling back onto his side, the sight and view of his large yet limp penis taken away from herÖ..all the emotion and feelings and fantasy of what he had wanted to do to her had been within the blink of an eyeÖÖhis motherÖstill in a little shock at what she had seen, or believed she had seenÖ.a slightly puzzled look came across her face even though he was unaware of itÖ.saidÖim..im sorry honeyÖ..I thought you were messing aboutÖÖstill with the image in her mind she stoodÖand slowly walked from the roomÖÖ..bart lay smiling on his sideÖthe limp member she had seen had become very active with the images and sights, and sounds his mind had conjured up for himÖ..the rapidly growing cock pressing into the mattressÖÖbart grinned, good job she didn’t look knowÖÖ.I think he whisperedÖ.I have found an occupant for one of the other chambers.

Page 12 Bart listened to the sound of the retreating steps of his mother as she left his room, the door closing and the ever quietening foot falls as she walked away from his room. He rolled onto his back, his now considerably larger and harder cock was slipped into his hand, he gripped it, wondering what she was thinking right now, wishing he had access to her mind as she walked, was she wondering, puzzling over the sight she had obviously seen, the surprised look on her face still fresh in his mind, the smell of her and the images of his fantasy vivid, his tool not only throbbed but ached to become active again, she had never been part of the plan he had designed, this was indeed an odd development. He knew that she wasn’t actually his mother, but the portrayal and actual living of the part of her son had left a degree of reality with him, he wouldn’t take much encouragement of his mind after the past few weeks to fool himself into actually believing she was. He rubbed his hard cock slowly, recalling the fantasy of her pussy, the touch and the feel, how she started to become wet, how he brought her to orgasm and how he slipped into her, how she succumbed and then became a very active participant. He had to force himself, he didn’t want to waste valuable sperm merely on masturbation, he had other plans for it, yes he had an inexhaustible supply but still, at this present stage of the plan, it seemed a waste, his hand slowed its rubbing and stopped, the images in his head of him fucking his mother were pushed to the sideÖ.he had to concentrate on something else. He waited, completely sure that she had gone, back down stairs. He had a nagging fear though. The fact she had seen what she had seen not only acted as a desire and pleasure for him, it could cause a problem. What if she wanted to see again, what if she decided that she was going to look once more, either in conformation of what she had seen or proof to herself that she had been incorrect in what she had seen orÖ. Maybe she had a perversion which needed satiating or a more sinister reason, what ever, this thought could be an issue if it occurredÖ.it could be at a more inopportune time, he may not have the chance to get back and protect his identity. He would have to deal with that event IF it arose, he could probably use it as the trigger for it to be her turnÖÖ. He would deal with it then if it happened. He had to at some point soon return to the ship, he had two subjects which had to be taken care of, he also had the AOM on the surface which either needed returning to the ship or more likely parking until required again, the positioning would have to be at a place where the chances of an accidental encounter were so remote they would be close to impossible. The plan was not a plan anymore more simply a path, he would have to react and respond quickly and accordingly now things had altered, gone was the plan to select nine subjects and inseminate them with the samples of his sperm, impregnate them and advance the gestation period to extract the hormones, the decision to impregnate themÖ..the traditional wayÖÖfucking them had altered everything, first and foremost it wouldn’t be completed within the initial time scale, especially since his additional programme to see how they responded to hisÖÖ..personal interaction, theÖ.personal interaction also meant he would physically be affected, he would on return to the ship take some form of mild stimulant, to keep himself alert as the plan was now going to beÖ.longerÖÖ speaking of that, he guessed he would have to wait to ensure the house hold had gone to sleep before he returned, he had to make sure he was here in case he wasÖÖ.re visited to check up on himÖÖin the literal term, further confirming to himself the need for a stimulant. As it turned out, he didn’t have to wait long before he heard the noises of the adults going to bed, nor was he visited as he suspectedÖ.hoped he would be, it was kind of thrilling to think his mother may be coming up to spyÖÖhis manhood as he grinned at this thought, this thrill he had to try to suddenly think of something elseÖÖ.it was having an effect on himÖ.an effect he didn’t want his motherÖ.this mother to seeÖ..yet. He allowed a small length of time to pass, estimating there sleep before he slipped from his bed, still naked he made his way over to the wall in the corner, once more activating it, the shimmering and the re appearance on the ship. Still naked he made his way to the medical bay, he administered the mild stimulant and instantly felt the better for it, it had been a few hours now and Edna had a considerable bump before her, he smiled at her and at her condition, he scanned the readouts, happy he stepped over to Elizabeth’sÖ..her stage of pregnancy was somewhat further behind understandably, but with her nakedness there were no clothes to hide any of the changesÖ..her stomach had a noticeable roundness to it, her breasts had also begun to grow and the areola darker, the nipples larger all of the signs not hidden behind material were there for him, he scanned her readouts too.

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Page 13 Edna was quite close to the point where bart had pre programmed the machine terminate the gestation period, he knew the process of hormone extraction would be automatically stopped, entered into a stasis environment and the programme would reverse all the effects rendering her eventually, none pregnant, approximately four hours after than Elizabeth’s chamber would do the same, bart knew he had a good sex hours on the ship, he had a little under two hours before Edna’s chamber began reversal, that process would take about 40 minutes, reversal was quicker as no extraction was taking place, bart knew he had that total time before he had to be back here for her chambers opening, then he would once more control the alpha waves, the transportation and the re integration back into the environment she had been originally in, he had already decided to place her in a sleep state with Seymour, after they awoke he really had no interest in there confused conversationsÖ.he would simply leave them to their own lives once moreÖÖ she would have served her purpose, it sounded coldÖÖbut he had to remain emotionally detached from itÖÖor at least as far away as he could. After Edna’s, would be Elizabeth, her return situation would be easier though she would be immensely confused as edna at the loss of not just the hours but the hours spent within the showerÖ..or how it would seem to herÖ.perhaps he could keep her brain activity low and get her to get into bed, awakening in the morning she would just not think she had done anything other than go to bed after her showerÖ.again, other than that little alterationÖ..he had no interest, she too would have served her purpose. While this was going on though, he had some tasks to perform, not least with his other ego as it wereÖÖbart simpson. Neurologically, they were intact, but the memories and events he was experiencing were being recorded and buffered in a special chamber, within this chamber he was able to acquire particular chemical memories which had been tagged, specifically any memories that involved the technology or events that had taken place tonight, basically anything other than what bart would normally do would be targeted, removed and the remainder, after another scan would be transferred into barts semi coma like stateÖÖhe would still perceive when he was released as it were, perceive the memories to be his own, this took some time and it was a duty, a task bart had to perform every nightÖÖnow the plan was underwayÖÖthe pressure to complete all the tasks within a time frame was on, hence the need for the stimulant and hence the decision to slow the plan down. Nine targets in one night had been achievableÖ..but only by the original method, now he knew that it would be better to keep it to the two subjects ÖÖÖunless a environmental change and reaction was necessary and the following night to be used as a normal rest nightÖ.. He began the memory scan, tag and removal procedure as he entered barts stasis room. It had taken a little longer than he had suspected, there were a lot of memories to removeÖ.understandable he thought with the night he had had up to now, the remaining memories were released into the neuro-transfer matrix and a slow, almost drip feed release of clear pure untainted memories were fed into barts mind. This task completed for the night, bart turned and returned to the medical labÖÖhe had approximately 20 minutes to wait. Not being one for simply waiting about and wanting to be active along with the combination of the stimulant still strong within his system, bart busied himself preparing the alpha beam, he moved from console to consol, chamber to chamber anxious for the completionÖÖ. He knew he couldn’t rush things but he wanted this one done now, he then instructed the AOM to return to Edna’s apartment, he watched once more as the town of Springfield moved along below as the AOM optical sensors watched and scanned from below, the screen soon had the sleeping form of principle skinner, much smaller on the console before him compared to the large view screen, a small buzzer sounded and he smiled, turning to see the chambers transparent screen sliding aside, he activated the beam and as before, Edna’s forehead had a piercing narrow beam directed upon it. Giving her a couple of minutes acclimatisation, bart moved her from the chamber, once more expert fingers danced over the display, bart watched as her form shimmered and saw as she disappeared, the console after a short time showed as she re-materialised next to Seymour in the position she had been earlier, bart keyed in some commands and he saw as her body slumped back into the sofaÖ..completely asleep and completely unaware of the nights eventsÖÖespecially of her bodies recent interaction with pregnancy, bart instructed the AOM to return to point twoÖ.that being Elizabeth’s house. Eventually bart slipped thankfully into his bed, the procedure finished with Elizabeth and her re introduction to her home had gone as smoothly as the first, he had powered down all non essential units and left the ship as he had done on previous nights, he was looking forward to this sleep. The morning and day were relatively uneventful for him though his mother seemed to be acting different, he suspected this was going to be an issue. As the evening came and his time for bed, bart did as he had normally done since his integration and acted as he had seen the original bart do, put up a fuss but eventually retire, he wanted to continue with his experiment but the issue with his mother was a little of concern, he would do what he said he would do and take each alternative night as a normal night of rest, he slipped into bed, then smirked, he removed his clothingÖ.just in case and waited. If she was going to try and look again, if what she had seen had played on her mind and if her odd behaviour to him was anything to go by, she would, then he was going to play along, but the rules would be his, he wasn’t going to make anything easy for her, his wait didn’t seem to be long. She was either going to use her entrance into his bedroom as an excuse to make sure he was asleep, or if he was asleep she was going to try to peep again, in any case, in her eagerness, or as bart saw it eagerness, she hadn’t given him nearly enough time to go to sleep, in any case he was ready, he had rolled over onto his front, if she thought she was going to see anythingÖ.she was going to be disappointedÖÖ.he heard the door open quietly. He smirked as he heard her soft voice calling himÖÖsmirked more as he had been proved correct in his assumption when he heard her ask if he was asleep and she was checking to make sure he was. He took the smirk from his face and controlled and calmed himself, he would give the expression of a calm and restfulÖ..sleeping person. The room wasn’t to dim, the curtains were closed but sufficient light seeped through as to not cause to much trouble for anyone walking inside. He wanted to smile as he sensed her near his bed and heard a soft tut of disappointment when she realised he was on his frontÖ..still he felt the cover raise and stay there for a few seconds, then he heard her say im glad your not still in your normal clothesÖ..the attempt at acting was rather pathetic, obviously said just in case he was awake and wondered or suddenly challenged her actionÖÖhe didn’t do anything of the sort he simply remained stillÖÖÖ.feigning. After a few minutes the door was closed as she left.

Page 14 In all the weeks he had been bart this hadn’t happened before, it was obviously and definitely to do with last night, she had seen and since the shock and surprise, it had obviously played on her mind, ohh if he had access, now though, now he wonderedÖ.was it like he thought last nightÖ..curiosity, conformation orÖÖ.a.n.other?? He drifted to sleep. The following day he was getting the same feelings and sensations as his mother was acting strangely and oddly towards him, it must have really been playing on her mind, to the extent he found initially shocked that she was taking things into her own hands, not content with waiting for her possible opportunity to look at bed time, he caught her looking, and staring whenever the opportunity arose for her to see if she could see, gauge any bulge or give away sign he was larger than he should be in the trouser area, she tried which caused his initial shock to touch, using the lame excuse his clothing was creased and unkempt, she had managed to flatten his t-shirt but he had been quick enough to slip away before she actually tried to smooth his trousersÖ..he was farÖ..far from stupid, he could see through her silly plan, she had tried a further two times before her attempts changed, he actually saw her as she tried to purposefully knock a drink of soda into his lap, she already had the cloth in her hand before she knocked the drink, she seemed hell bent on touching himÖ.. He enjoyed the attention, especially of the kid it was, it was excitingÖ.if it carried on and he continued to feel like thisÖ.she wouldn’t need to touchÖ.she would be able to tell the way she had begun to try and find out, by sightÖ.he had had to visit the toilet on three occasions to try and stop the erection which was forming from the attention and his mind as he played with the game. This was not only going to be an issue, he surmised this would be the way he would capture herÖ.in some way or another, he decided that as soon as he had the opportunity, he ought to have a AOM ready and waiting in his room, or evenÖ.in the vicinity as there was no way of knowing when she would find out what she so desperately seemed to want to find outÖ.he knew that either by accident or by her actions or plans orÖÖÖ if he let herÖ.she was going to find outÖ..he had to be prepared. He went to his room, he took out what appeared to be a run of the mill standard hand held game device, but his was different, massively different. Although it could perform the exact things the game of its appearance could play, it could do much much more. Entering a code, the machine turned from game to something akin of the device and devices on the ship. His hand skimming across the pads and panels, he instructed the AOM already in Springfield to locate him, as it sped on its way from its position, he added commands and instructions for it to monitor him and to stay when possible and when environment dictated to within 30 feet of him, he also instructed it to record any and all interactions with his mother, this done he saw the display and saw that his image was showing, the AOM had arrived, he looked up into the direction of where the image of himself was being recorded from, he could see nor hear anything, the cloaking technology was flawless, nothing, not even a faint shimmer could be seen. He closed the game pad and placed it in his pocket, a simple few commandsÖ.maybe a three second period and he could activate the alpha wave. Bart knew she was going to be his next subject, the one over the weeks he had unexpectedly come to know as his mother, the one he had to admit he felt like was his mother such was his interaction within the family, they all felt like they were part of him, they all did, he saw homer as his father, lisa and maggie as his sisters, he had become accustomed to them that much over the small length of time even though he knew they were only distantly related, perhaps it was they very genetic bond however distant gave him that and those feelings, perhaps that had been one of the reasons why she had not been selected in the first place, why she had not been on his list. That night however, when she had seen, when he had seen her reaction and had felt the urge and the fantasy wash over him, that night she had put herself on his list, and now, her actions over the last day or so had moved her up the list. Unbeknown to her, she had placed herself on and then up to the top of his listÖÖ she was going to get her wish sooner or later and seeÖ.see what he had. How that particular frame in time took place was uncertain at the moment but it was comingÖ.and it was close. Bart wondered, how would she react, what would she say or doÖÖhe had the game pad and he had almost instant control of the device and would have control of herÖÖbutÖ..but how farÖ..how far would she actually goÖÖwhat would she do herself once she found out, how far and how deep had her interest and curiosity taken herÖÖthat in itself was intriguing and to a degree arousingÖ..it could conceivably, although doubtfullyÖ.. Take a totally unexpected turn. He wandered into the house, he saw no sign of his motherÖÖhis numero unoÖ smiling he walked towards the stairs, a thought occurred to him, what if he had in fact lost the chance to see how she would react, as he climbed the stairs he wondered if by pulling away and shunning his mothers attempts to see and touch had ruined that chance of her reaction, thinking he was teasing her, maybe he had actually ruined it for himself. He knew he would have her, there was no defence for her there, butÖoh.. But if she had been co-operative, an instigator taken a more active role in the onsetÖ..god that would have been something, a doubt nagged him nowÖ.there was no point in worrying or pondering on or over it, he reached the top of the stairs and entered his room, it was empty, he suddenly recalled the OAM, it was within its parameters of 30 feet butÖ.outside. He pulled the pad from his pocket and flipped it open, the code entered a view of the outside flickered on the screen, he steered and guided the device easily into the house, up the stairs and into the room, he guided it up into the ceilings corner and saw his sat form on the bed, he was about to flip the pad shut when a movement, an image appeared in the screen, a deft flick of the finger angled the image upÖ..at his door was his mother, he had his back to her soÖ.he acted as if he knew nothing, he watched. There was a definite sneak and wary look to her, he watched as she actually tip toed into his room, he saw her look behind her to make sureÖÖshe hadn’t been seen, still with his back and completely aware of what she was doing though she thought otherwise, he watched as she quietly closed the doorÖ..this was it he thoughtÖ.he hopedÖ..how would it go, the alpha wave activation code was simply 3 presses of differing padsÖ..they seemed to be highlighted, enlarging before his eyes, they weren’t but his mind was screaming for him to press them, he had to fight the urgeÖ..he wanted to see what she was going to doÖ..if anything. He saw and heard the bolt slide shut, locking himÖ.locking them in his room, he turned and feigned surprise as he saw his motherÖ..momÖ.he said. I recall she began being opposed to this lock, her hand offering it, but now it has come in so very usefulÖÖ.what do you mean he asked. Well, for one you can not escapeÖÖÖ.he, again feigning, gave a puzzled lookÖ..escapeÖ.what do you mean escape, he heard and inwardly smiled as the lies fell from her mouth, seemingly so easily too, yet stillÖ..limp in their attempt at sounding truthful, all day I have seen my son walk around looking like someÖ.some trampÖsome bum and when I try to sort outÖ..you evade and scamper awayÖ..not now though.

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Page 15 He looked at her as she stood in his room, her body blocking the door, if she looked carefully, she could have seen that the screen on his game pad was not a game at all, but a live feed of his room, and both of them were visible in itÖ..he attention he guessed was not on the game pad in his hand but on himÖ..more accuratelyÖ..part of him, he rolled backwards and shifted and ended up sat once more but this time on the side of his bed facing herÖ.awwww momÖthere not that bad surelyÖÖer..oh oh yes they are, he saw her begin to move and his head and eyes lowered to his game, to her, he was simply playing what ever game his hand held machine was playingÖ..he however watched as she tentatively moved forwardÖ..she was inwardly fightingÖÖ.he suspected, about what she wanted to do, intended to doÖ..hopefully and the rights and wrongs of itÖthe morality, the legality, the risk, the dangerÖthe thrill any amount of emotions, arguments were going on through her mindÖÖhe looked up, he could see it in her eyesÖ.there was definitely something going on thereÖ.he looked back to his game, im ok momÖ.honest I amÖ..n.no no son of mine, he listened to her voice stutter, the shake in her voice, the pad showed clearly the raised blood pressure, the increase in heart rate from her as she still slowly stepped forwardÖ. Then as if the battle was won, a decision made, she strode forwardÖÖcreasesÖ.creases everywhere, he felt her hand flattening, rubbing his shoulders and chest, the state of youÖ.all the while he could hear the shaky tone, the pathetic attempt of an excuseÖ.then she made the movement, he saw her arm move down, the image on the panel enlarging as he zoomed the picture closer, he felt her hand rub his thigh, and these shorts areÖare j..just as badÖ.it was almost laughable listening to herÖÖbut he wasn’t interested in her words, her lies, her excuses. He was pleased she had made the move, the first moveÖ..she was a participantÖ.at the moment, she was moreÖ.she was leading. The first touch was a brief brush, the merest of touches with the fingers, the image he continued to look at showed her surprised expression, also a quick glance upwards to his face, bart had his head in the gameÖ..as far as she was concerned or seemed concernedÖ..nothing was untoward. The second was akin to the first, merely a brush by with her fingers, was the fight re starting in her mind, should she shouldn’t sheÖ..was this her way of finding out, yet at the same time telling herself she hadn’t reallyÖ..not really done anything wrongÖ..her intentions were wrong but her actionsÖ..wereÖÖnot terribleÖ.not too badÖ..if that was what was going on in her head, she dismissed itÖ..the third was different, very different. The pathetic sounding excuse came from her mouth, bart almost laughed aloud, she sounded like a ham actor on some cheap movieÖÖt..this is no goodÖ.you’ll have to stand up, it really sounded as if she was reading from a scriptÖ..he stood though, his game still held as if he were playing. The brush, the smoothing action when it came was slower, more defined, more intent on finding out, more intent on touching, and instead of it being across from hip to hip, it slid angledÖ.from his hip to thigh, bart felt her hand and he knew she had had a good feel, indeed she had had a very good feel, she now knew all she needed to know if this was the information she was after, there was no doubt in his mind that his mother, with that touch knew exactly how large he was. The image on the pad also gave it away, her hand pulled back as if a shock had bitten her, her eyes opened and her mouth dropped, her hand stayed palm facing him for a second or two, then went to touch again, as if to make sure that she had truly felt what she had felt, it seemed to stutter before the motion, the smoothing action was done again, if she had needed conformationÖ..she had had itÖ..what now he thought. He was massively impressed with himself, massively. He had been thinking of what he was going to do to her, thinking or hoping what she was going to do, he knew she had looked or tried and knew she had tried to touchÖ.all thisÖall the little planning, awaiting her, expecting her and he had managedÖ.to refrain from getting an erectionÖ.how he didn’t know, if much more of this carried onÖ.he wouldn’t be able to stop it, he looked at the screen wanting to see things, wanting her to touch him but he had to try to think of things which were blandÖÖthings which would keep him in his present flaccid stateÖ.for as long as possibleÖthis was his acting, his acting to herÖ.to herÖhe must appear to be her young innocent boyÖ.unaware, unknowing of what she was doingÖÖ.for now. The conformation she wanted was expressed with a shocked whisper of oh my godÖÖ she had a stunned look on her faceÖ..what is it mom he askedÖÖ there was a pause, an awful long pause and bart could see on the screen her trying in vain for an excuseÖ..mom he urgedÖ.oh erÖnothiÖoh it’s aÖÖstainÖÖthere is a stainÖ. Barts heart jumpedÖ.there was no stainÖ.he knew that for sureÖ.what was going to happen next. Bart saw then felt her right hand rest upon his hip, he felt her finger move, scratch the material trying to remove some imaginary stain, he then saw her other hand, his eyes almost flickered as he felt her hand rest flat and squarely on his groin, he felt her finger spread as if stretching the material to aide her other hand in its illusionary stain removal. The heat of her hand filtering through his shorts onto him, the pressure, he felt more pressure from her hand as she wasn’t now gaugingÖÖshe was touching himÖ.her face on the screen was a dumb founded shocked expression, disbelief at what her hand was telling her. Her mouth worded soundlessly oh my, he could tell he wasn’t going to be able to stop the erection, try as he might he could feel its beginnings, the three pads loomed in his peripheral visionÖ..as soon as she showed any signs, any signs of bringing thisÖÖÖ.session to a closeÖÖ.she was his. He couldn’t believe his ears or luck, the session would not be overÖ.just yet, itsÖits not moving she saidÖ..the ham acting not getting any better with practiceÖ..youÖyou m..may have to..er l..ye r down so I can rub itÖ.the s..s.s.stain. Bart didn’t even bother picking up on her stutteringÖ..he just wanted her to continueÖ.see how far sheÖ..this was going to go.

Page 16 He felt the soft mattress against his back give as he lay down, lay back, his breathing wanted to quicken, his heart was beginning to pace, he could stem the breathing, try to control itÖ..his heartÖ.the thudding of excitement in his chest was on its ownÖ..he had given up on trying to stop itÖ.stop anythingÖÖ he would lye and he knew she would touchÖ.again the stain would be rubbed as if trying to remove itÖ..it wouldn’t be long though before she felt something completely differentÖ.. Her hand returned, her finger continued its scratching and he felt his heart skip when her hand re rested on his cock, she must be able to tell now that it felt a little thicker, a little harder, she must knowÖshe must know she was giving himÖ.her son an erectionÖ..or did she want tooÖÖthe excitement was huge, the anticipation, the thrill, the pressure on his cock firmÖÖthen he felt the shocked jerk of her hand as she realised the differenceÖ.he saw on the panel her mouth open once more in surpriseÖ.in shockÖ.in delight and pleasure???? What ever the feeling, what ever her thoughts it didn’t stop her, her hand pressed again on his cock, he saw her eyes closeÖ..he swallowed, if he spoke, he would surely sound wavery like she hadÖ.would she know something wasn’t rightÖ..if he wasÖif he had to speak he would have to really force a sound of calm and innocence. He watched the screen, he could feel the difference, the finger seemed to be slowing, she was more concerned, more concentrated on the feelings from her other hand, bart felt, only briefly but felt her hand on his cock, felt the fingers tighten as if she was about to hold him, hold his girth which was now quite enlarged, he was quite erect, not fully but stillÖÖ the fingers relaxed at the same time her expression changed, she seemed to collect herself, realised what she had done and stoppedÖ..now was the time to speak he thoughtÖ..again he was impressedÖ..not as much as he did hear a slight wavering in his voiceÖ..it might be grass momÖÖwÖw.what she stuttered, the stain he continuedÖ..if its grass it wont come offÖ..he said the words slowly and carefully, almost deliberatelyÖÖdo you want me to take them off so you can wash themÖ..again silence as the words, the questioned filtered into her head and she struggled with itÖ..y..yÖno..no she said, bart almost felt crest fallenÖ.was it about to end, had she decidedÖ..his finger hovered over the first of the three buttonsÖÖ.y..you carry on with your game my loveÖ..then as if the words were spoken from someone floating her voice came calm and sureÖ..ill take them. Again he swallowed, his heart race, his heart pumpedÖ..he throbbed and ached between his thighsÖ..he felt solidÖ..he knew she knew he was and sheÖ.she actually wanted to take them offÖ..all she wantedÖ.he knewÖ.all she wanted was to look at itÖ..he grinned, preparing himselfÖ.she was going to see it too. He watched on the panel, his small lay form, his legs parted as she knelt beside his bedÖhe felt her hands move away from him, from his bulge, it would have been a regretful feeling if he hadn’t known what was coming,Ö..now he wanted her to take them, tear them from himÖ.his mind returned to the dreamÖ.was he to press the buttons or was he going to let her lookÖ.then would he sitÖwould he takeÖ.rape her as he had in his mindÖso many possibilitiesÖ.so many things that could and could not happenÖ.the first button awaited pressing as he saw and felt her hands slide carefully up to the waist band of his shorts, he saw her fingers uncurl and then take the waist band, he felt the tug, he felt the pull and felt the shorts begin to lowerÖ.still innocently looking like he was playing his gameÖ.he watched as he felt and saw himself raised his lower half, then felt as the shorts lowered further, his mother pulled and he watched her as she raised herself as high as her kneeling position would allow her, he watched her as she stared, slowly, teasing herself she pulled the shorts down, he felt her angle the front of them outwards to allow them to go over the obvious erection, her head tilted up and though he couldn’t see her actual eyes, he imagined them to be trying to peek, peer over the material as it began to lowerÖ..he felt the cool of the room on his now partially naked, partially exposed cock, it throbbed, it achedÖ..lower, he heard a soft gaspÖ..the bed trembled slightly, he closed his eyesÖ..she had seen, she was lookingÖ..lower and lower the pants cameÖ..ooo was the soft coo from her mouthÖÖ.he moved his feet allowing his mother to take them from him, he looked at the panel, her eyes were starred fixedly on the very large, very thick hard cock which now rested proudly a half inch off his prone stomach, just past his belly button, a good seven inches of solid hard meatÖ..he tingled at the thought of her staring at himÖ..at the sight of her staring at him, her eyes never movedÖ..he felt like sayingÖif your going to wash my shorts motherÖ..why have you thrown them to the sideÖ..his shorts were cast to the foot of his bedside cabinet. He watched as she staredÖÖand stared utter disbelief, shock and bewilderment on her face, his cock twitched as the prospect of being touched when her hand moved out to itÖ..thenÖas before it pulled back and she shook her head slightly, controlling the reactionÖ.b..b..bart she saidÖÖ.yes mom came his innocent reply, or best he could musterÖ..whaÖ..howÖ.. Do you feel okÖÖin what way he repliedÖ.still playing his gameÖ..this she saidÖÖthis more sternly when he refused to stop on his gameÖ..bart not only stopped, he sat up, marge jerked back slightly, if she hadn’t, bart gauged he would have been about a foot away from her, his cock considerably closer. What mom he again asked, trying to add a little agitation to his innocent voice at being stopped from his game, erÖerrrr that she said pointing at his erect cockÖ.. My wee wee he saidÖ.. She sniffed a laughÖ. A wee wee she saidÖ.its ..its hardly a wee weeÖ anymore.. how long have youÖ..how long has itÖ.she seemed to struggled with the questionÖ.how longÖ..before she finishedÖ..he bent to herÖ.about seven inches he said with a smirk on his face, aghast her eyes once more opened and her mouth dropped at his reaction, his left hand shot out and encircled her head and pulled, as she came forward offering no resistance initially through shock, his hips pushed, her face still with its shocked expression realised too late to react, the tip and the gland pressed into her mouth before she had time to stop it, her hands shot out and pressed against the side of his bed, her muffled cry of alarm and anger was the only sound as he pushed and pulled to get his cock in her mouth, the resistance building now with her superior strength and fright, bart managed to hold on, just as her struggles were about to free her, she stopped, as if frozen in time, barts arms relaxed, he smiled as it slipped from her neck and he rested his hand on his bed, he leaned back, the sight of his mothers head still, his cock partially inside her open mouth was quite amusing as well as arousingÖ..the buttons had been pressed, the targeted alpha waves reached the area of her brain rendering herÖ..as she was nowÖÖhelplessÖ..and his.

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Page 17 He smiled more as he leaned back a little more, pushing his hips, her none resisting mouth accepting a little more of his cock, it felt good but it feltÖÖdead, he pulled the pad before him, a few alterations and adjustments, he sighed as he felt his mother seemingly come to life, her body lowered forward and her mouth accepted him, more of him, not only accepted, he felt and heard the sucking as her mouth, controlled and manipulated began to perform what it appeared to him she was very good atÖ..felatio. Down and up, down and up her head bobbed slowly, each time her spittle wetting his shaft, her eyes blank and expressionless, her mouth, her lips giving, soft and moist, warm and inviting, her lips curling and puffing along his hardened shaft, he slid forward and stood before her, controlled and not concerned with the amount going in, she continued to devour him, he eased forward into her as her head moved forward, he groanedÖ.his hand slipped once more around her neck, her now unresisting neck and as she moved down his cock, he would ease his hips more and more until all his cock was buried in her mouth, down her throatÖ..faster and faster he pumpedÖ.wanting so much to shoot, to explode in her mouth, to hear the sound of her mouth as she swallowed her sons gift, but as he started to feel the tingle, the onset of his orgasm, he pulled back, he slipped his cock wetly from her mouthÖÖ.mineÖ..his whisperedÖ.he bent towards her, his cock brushing and passing her chinÖ.mine he whisperedÖ..your all mineÖ.his hands slipped down the front of her dress, taking her large firm breasts into his small hands. Each breast was held, squeezed and pawed, her smooth warm skin giving as he caressed them, already her nipples were hard, large firm rougher textured, he felt them roll and rub along his palm as his hands groped. He slipped his hands out, the warmth and memory of her skin still remained on his hands, he knelt, he faced her, her greater size obvious, her face stared at him, through him, the eyes glazed and un-seeing, he grinned, she was all his and he was going to have her, just like the other two on the ship he was going to have her, but he was going to have her here, here in her home, in his substituted home, he reached out, took the edge of her dress and pulled it down, it gave easily, her breasts poured out, dropping out for his eyes to gaze upon, to eat and his eyes ate them. They were perfectly formed, large and smooth, the areola small and tight, the nipples long and hard, hardly a sag from them, they held up against her maturity, firm and resistant to gravity, perfectÖÖ..once more he reached out and took them, feeling the smoothness and the warmth, the nipples within his palm, he watched as the small hands groped and squeezed, stretching and pressing her flesh. He released them and stood and sat on his bed, he watched as she obviously remained where she was, watched as her breasts rose and fell to her breathingÖÖhe smiled, he reached over and grabbed her shoulder, come he said, come, he urged, beckoned her forwardÖÖ..she obeyed, he moved back along the bed as he pulled, eventually he had her as he wanted her, face down into his bedding, still kneeling beside the bed, his hand slid down her back, up onto her firm rounded butt, he grabbed her dress, hitched it back up until he saw the thin cotton panties, the shape of her butt more pronounced, peach like, the yellow smooth skin of her back, the shapely waist and the sharp rise of her spine, his hand slipped onto her spine and traced it downÖÖtraced it down into her panties. Up the rise of her butt, along the valley of her buttocks and down, he gasped as he felt her shaven lips, gaping, open and already revealing her wetnessÖÖnot wetness as that was an understatement, she was soaking, to the point it felt as if she had poured oil between her thighs. The excitement she must have felt, the height of arousal she must have risen too as she had done to him what she had been doing, you’ve been a naughty girl he whispered, what have you been doing, what had you been planning to do to your sonÖ.he grinned, his finger slid easily between the two folds of her skin, the lips large and puffy, ohh god he whispered as he felt the silky smooth innards, so wet, soaking his fingers, he traced down, he found her very erect and very hard clitoris, the merest touch and he felt her and his bed jerkÖÖ.how aroused was this woman. He slid back a little allowing him to see her face as he again passed his finger over the hardened ridge, again she jerked, the eyes closing slightly to his touch, she was so wet, almost ÖÖ almost as if she had already comeÖ..then he remembered, he remembered hearing her gasp as she had pulled down his shorts, he recalled closing his eyes and he also recalled the bed shudder, ever so slightly, had she cum then, had she got herself to such an excited state that as soon as she had seen him, as soon as she had looked upon his hardnessÖ..she had orgasmed?? She felt that wet, she felt like she had cum, she was literallyÖÖdripping, he slid again over her clitoris, her body jerked slightly to his touch again, her torso pushing forward into his bedÖÖagain he brushed by and again her body responded immediately, god, what was she capable of if she was with it, without the control of the alpha wavesÖÖhe rubbed again, this time his finger slid continuously back and forth, gently over the erect nub, her body switched from a jerk to a tremble, she gently shuddered in his sheets, she moanedÖ.her eyes closed and he heard the increase and depth of her breathing as it became faster and harder, he was rubbing but barely touching, she was so aroused, he almost giggled out of shock as he rubbed a little harder and she cried out and pressed into the bedÖÖ.he felt her butt raise slightly to his fingerÖ..he gave her what she wantedÖÖhe quickened the rubbing, it was like he was rubbing a greasy digit, an oily small penis so hard and erect had her clitoris become, it took seconds, she gasped and he felt her tense and pushÖ.he felt the already soaking pussy become if possibleÖ..even wetter as she came. His fingers slid inside her, her orgasmic gasp became a groan of pleasure as they slid in deeper. Her vaginal walls oozed the oils and liquidsÖÖher juices, her insides contracted as she still continued with the orgasm.

Page 18 Bart couldn’t get enough, two fingers became threeÖ..he almost wanted to slide his thumb in, then his fistÖ.he pictured himself behind her, his arm pumping back and forth piston like ramming his fist into her holeÖ..noÖ.no he didn’t want that, he wanted to stretch her insides with something far more sensitive for both parties than his fist. Before him he saw and felt the writhing form of his mother as his fingers continued to delve and probe deep within her, his left ear filled with her moans and groans of pleasure and his right ear filled with the wet squelches from her soaked pussy as his fingers once more brought her to yet another orgasm, it was too much, he slipped from the bed, his hands tore down her panties revealing the twin smooth lips, her labia open, her insides glistening and quivering, pinks and reds of all shades shone in the light, his hand, his sodden hand took his aching throbbing cock, the fingers gliding around the tip, lubricating it more, though it most definitely wasn’t needed, it tingled to his touch, wanting and anticipating its next destination, bart stepped forward, placed the gland onto her open wet hole, he stepped forwarded and gasped as he easily slipped into her, all the way in, he could hardly feel himself in her she was that wet, he ground his hips, his fully penetrated penis trying to force itself deeper, he gripped her thighs, he arched his back and saw his cock as he pulled back, coated with her juice and creamÖ..he groaned, he back in, then out, the first time with Edna had been relatively quick, he had gained more composure he thought through experience with ElizabethÖÖ.but now, even with slightly more experience, the build up to thisÖ..had taken its toll, he could feel the onsetÖ.far earlier than he wanted but he couldn’t hold back, so high was his arousalÖ.instead he gave in, he hips bucked back and forth like a locomotive and even as he exploded within her he still pumped back and forth. Even as he felt himself ejaculate, even as he felt it finish he still pumped back and forth his hands gripping her hips, he ached, he was sweating profusely, his breaths were pants, her moans were muffled noises as her head was buried into his bed linen, eventually his aching body was forced to slow, was forced to stop. His cock was almost white with his and her juices, the friction had even caused some of the semen to froth around her lips and his shaft, he could barely breath, his chest rose and fell rapidly, he sounded like a dying man trying to gasp the last lungful of air before he died, with a groan he fell to a knee, his withering cock dragged out of her hole, masses and masses of white fluid, almost a river followed quickly, sloshing out into her partially lowered panties and seeping out and onto his bedroom floor, he felt the sweat roll, he felt his chest rising and falling and he felt the aches in his body as the exertions had continued on and on. It seemed like an eternity before he heard her breathing, the beats from his heart and his own breathing completely masking hers, minutes passed, he panting slowedÖÖ.more minutes passed and his breathing became more normalÖÖhe stood. It didn’t take much, her alpha waved compliant mind simply rolled over as he pulled her shoulder to the side. He stared down at her, her face was flushed, her eyes still unseeing stared butÖ..there seemed to be a twinkling withinÖ.perhaps it was just the light, her breasts were still naked and exposed and also had a slight pattern, a slight imprint within the flesh as she had lay upon his bed, bart picked up the pad, he pressed a few buttonsÖ..the room shimmered then disappearedÖÖthe ships medical lab came into focusÖ..now he was stood at the bottom of the medical bed with his mother atop of the bedÖÖÖyouth and virility had revitalised his energy andÖÖ.need for her again, this time he slid her panties offÖ..the dark blue, shaped and trimmed patch of pubic hair the focus of his attention for a few seconds, his hands still on the game like pad pressed buttonsÖ.light came on, beams came on and their tones filled the quiet room with noiseÖ..smiling and ready againÖÖÖhe stepped forward and re-entered her. This time he managed several minutes before a less lustful but still eager explosion burst from him into her the beams took care of the rest. Bart sat on the bridge command chair the memory of his mother now in a chamber her gestation period beginning with his child fresh in his mindÖÖthis had taken more from him than he had imagined it would, the waiting, the hoping and desires building up until finally she had as she thought cornered him, his excitement and finally as he had fucked herÖ..twice Ö.all taken a toll on him, he doubted he would have the energy for anotherÖÖespecially the desire as of yet as anything else today would easily be consideredÖ..a low in comparison. The plan he had, the experiment he had undertook would take that little bit longerÖÖ..not that it would be a boring drawn out experiment, he had envisioned nine subjectsÖ..his mothers self intervention had made it ten he still had seven to go, the list was toyed and moved around in his headÖ..who would be nextÖÖand how, what excitement could he bring to it than merely beaming them up and fucking them, it seemed that with each subject, he had moved forward and he wanted to bring more and more into it, make it as pleasurable and exciting as possibleÖ.though it would have to go some distance to out do the last oneÖÖ..how would it pan out?????

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