Date: Wed, 25 May 2016 20:57:06 -0500 From: Girl Lover Subject: Chrissy's Secret This story has a lot of fetishes. There is an unbelievable amount of poop, along with BDSM, bestiality, degradation, role-playing and other fetishes which you may find extremely disgusting, disturbing, and/or bizarre. Consider yourself warned and for goodness' sakes, do not try any of this at home. But if you can get past these things, it is an awesome story. I'm wrote this story because I'm attracted to the grossness and the masochism that takes place, as well as the romance that happens. All copyright stuff applies because this is my story. I would love to hear what you think at Pedogirllover@gmail.com *Chrissy's Secret* by Girl Lover Fifteen year-old Chrissy put her textbook back in her locker and checked her short blond hair and makeup before closing the locker door. It was Friday, the last day before the weekend. She headed to the cafeteria for lunch with her friends, Sandy and Kelly. The three girls didn't walk down the hall, they strutted. They were beautiful, only wearing the most expensive clothes, which the other kids couldn't afford, always looked perfect, and were the undisputed queens of the school. And they loved to show it. Being the most popular girls in school, they were snobs and proud of it. Everyone else was beneath them, especially the dregs. The dregs were anyone who didn't meet their standards. If someone was a nerd, ugly, fat, poor, ignorant, socially awkward; anything that they did not approve of, they enjoyed putting them down. To them, it was their responsibility to degrade them and show how they were superior. In the cafeteria, they got their food and went to their table that they always sat at. As they approached, they stared in anger at a small chubby girl, sitting at their table, taking out a sandwich from a paper bag that she had obviously brought from home. They walked up and surrounded her. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?!", Chrissy demanded. Startled, the girl looked up at the three through her thick eyeglasses. Leaning down closer, Chrissy growled in a threatening voice, "I said what the fuck do you think you're doing!" "I...I'm eating my lunch", the girl quietly answered in a frightened voice. She was obviously frightened and confused as to what their intentions were. "This is our table! Only we sit at this table!", Patty glared down at her. "You fat pig! What's your name?!", Kelly ordered her. "K...Karen." Chrissy yelled, "Wrong! Your name is Fat Pig!", as Sandy picked up her sandwich, opened it and mashed it hard into her face, knocking off her glasses and pushing her off the seat so that she fell backwards onto the floor. The other kids nearby looked on in shock but it was nothing new. They'd seen it before. Patty threw her sack lunch on top of her and the three girls set their food down and sat down to eat. Karen slowly got up. She picked up her glasses and her lunch off the floor and wiped the mayonnaise off her face. She was humiliated in front of everyone. As her eyes filled with tears, she slowly walked away. Chrissy, Sandy and Kelly ate their lunch, unconcerned. Karen was just another dreg that had to be put in her place. ***** The rest of the school day passed and at the end of the day, Chrissy was at her locker to get her backpack and purse. Quickly looking around to make sure no one was watching, she opened her purse inside her locker, out of view. "Finally...", she smiled at the box and the small bottle that were inside her purse. She opened the box, took out two pills, putting them in her mouth, then unscrewed the top off the bottle and drank all of it. She couldn't wait to get home! Sandy drove her home, dropping her off in front of her house. "I'll see you Monday at school!", Sandy waved as she drove off. As Chrissy stepped inside, her mom greeted her, "Hi. Got any plans this weekend?" "No, I'm just going to hang out here or at the mall." She hurried to her room, which was clean and pristine. Her parents kept a neat and proper home and that's how she was raised. She went to her closet and took off her clothes, hanging up her jacket and putting her underwear in the hamper. When she was naked, she turned on the radio so that loud classical music filled the room. She didn't care for classical music, but her parents like it and she needed to mask the noises that she would make. She went into the bathroom, closing the door and sat on the toilet. Practically trembling with excitement, this is what she had been waiting for all day. All during the day at school, she would drink lots of water but would deliberately avoid going to the bathroom. She was saving it for now. The pills that she had taken at school were extra strength Ex-Lax and she had washed them down with an entire bottle of magnesium citrate, a powerful laxative. Now she had to wait. Usually it would take about thirty to forty-five minutes. This is what she did every day. She would drink lots of water, eat a lot of food and then, just before she would go home, she would take a double dose of laxatives. She wasn't constipated. She wasn't anorexic. She was a fecalpheliac and she loved to be filthy...and punished. She would soon be able to enjoy what she had waited all day for. As she waited for the meds to take effect, she let her bladder go, releasing a strong stream of urine into the toilet. She had drank so much water that it took awhile for her pee to subside. Now, she had to wait for her bowels. After about forty minutes, she felt her bowels start to churn and her stomach cramping. She squealed with delight and excitement. A minute later, she felt an enormous torrent gushing out of her rectum. Wincing from the pain, she groaned, both from the pressure in her abdomen and in exhilaration. The pressure subsided, but she knew that more cramping and diarrhea were to follow, so she waited. Half a minute later, another strong urge pushed out more. As the semi-liquid feces spurt out of her, she clenched her eyes and teeth from the painful pressure of her bowels cramping up. The cramps were very painful, but that's why she took both Ex-Lax and magnesium citrate. She wanted it to hurt. She groaned as she hunched over, clasping her belly as the spasms wracked her bowels. God!...It hurt so bad, but it felt so good! She loved the pain and craved it. It was her punishment for all the cruelty that she inflicted on the kids at school. She had been so mean to that new girl, Karen, that she really needed to be punished today. She couldn't explain why she was so mean to others. She had often wondered about it. A year ago, she had come to the conclusion that she loved and wanted to be punished, but she needed a reason; something really bad, so she decided to be mean to people. When she came up with the idea of eating her shit, she was apprehensive at first. One day, after school, she picked up a small piece of her shit out of the toilet, smelled it gingerly, then licked it. Obviously, it smelled bad and the taste was a little sour. She then took a small bite, holding it in her mouth, while grimacing in disgust. Then, when she was sure that she wasn't going to throw up, she chewed it. She gagged a few times, then swallowed it while quickly drinking a cup of water to keep from throwing up. It wasn't as bad as she thought, so she took a bigger bite, chewed it then swallowed, then she threw up. Over time, she became more accustom to it, so she didn't gag or vomit as much. Several days later, she was regularly eating her shit. It didn't taste good, it was awful, but it was the feeling that it gave her. Being filthy and disgusting. She loved it along with the pain of punishing herself. Her fear of being found out limited what she was able to do. But as time passed by, her punishments grew more and more intense, from spanking herself with a paddle to shocking herself with an electric bug zapper to now, eating her own shit. As she would do this, she enjoyed it more and more, so that instead of being a punishment, it became a pleasure; something she wanted to do. When she first realized she felt this way, she thought that she must be mentally ill, sick in the head. After all, why would anyone want to do such a thing to themselves? Then she found out about BDSM and learned that she was a submissive, a masochist who loved pain and filth. But, she did NOT want some sicko to really hurt her because they were some sick cruel person who enjoyed inflicting pain upon others. She wanted to feel pain that wasn't actually going to injure her. She really wanted someone to do things that she couldn't do to herself, such as tie her up and whip her, but unfortunately, she knew there was no way to ever find such a person. After all, she wouldn't be able to trust them with her life and safety. So, she had to contend with punishing herself. Speaking of which, she felt more feces coming out. They felt hot against her raw, sore anus. Afterwards, she slipped off the toilet, onto the floor on her hands and knees. Grabbing the electric bug zapper in her hand that she kept behind the door, she pressed the button and touched her breast with it. POW "Aahh", she cried out in pain. This is why she had the music turned on loud, so her parents wouldn't hear her. She touched her other breast. POW "Ohh", she winced. She reached behind her and pressed it against her ass, keeping it there. POW...POW... POW...POW. Her body jerked slightly as she grunted from the pain, trying not to cry out too loud. Then, she laid the zapper down. With brown, watery diarrhea still dripping out of her ass onto the floor, she kneeled in front of the toilet while lifting the seat up. As she stared at the dark brown, yellowish water with large brown clumps floating on the surface, her eyes opened in sheer delight at the large amount of shit that was in the water. She leaned in, inhaling the foul, pungent odor deeply and then...she pushed her face deep into the murky mess. Opening her mouth, she moved her submerged face in a circle, trying to get as much of her hair into it as she could. With her mouth full of feces, she raised up, brown and yellow pee falling out of her wet hair and running down her body. She chewed the soft shit in her mouth, relishing the acrid taste in her mouth. She didn't relish it because she liked the taste, but because it was so foul and disgusting. The antithesis of the clean and pristine upbringing that she was raised in. She reached into the toilet with both hands, scooping up the watery mass of shit and mashed it into her hair. As she rubbed it in, the urine ran down her body in rivulets while the soft solid forms of fecal matter slid down, leaving brown stains in contrast to her white skin. She brought the gooey mass of shit still in her hands and pressed it into her face and rubbing it on the rest of her body. Putting a glob of shit in her mouth, she swallowed it, causing her to gag and dry heave a few times, but it stayed down. She swallowed some more, causing more dry heaving and this time she did vomit all over the floor. "Damn!", she whispered frustratingly. She wanted it to stay down and not lose any of it, but taking so much laxative always caused her stomach to be upset so that she was more likely to vomit. She scooped up the puddle of vomit together and picked up the more formed pieces and placed the in her mouth, swallowing them again. Resisting the urge to vomit again she waited for the urge to pass, she dipped her hands into the toilet and scooped up more of the shit floating on the surface and put it into her mouth. She kept it in her mouth, savoring the bitter flavor, gagging every now and then, which caused her to quickly clap her hand over her mouth and then she swallowed it. She immediately felt the urge to throw up, so she quickly covered her mouth with both of her hands just as she was vomiting. Her mouth filled with the shit that she had just swallowed, but she kept it from spilling out, although the force of the vomit caused some of it to spew out between her fingers. Her stomach continued to heave, bringing up more vomit, but she kept her hands over her mouth so that she was able to keep most of it in her mouth. She slowly re-swallowed it, a bit at a time, while trying to resist her heaving stomach. She kept picking up the more solid pieces of shit out of the toilet and slowly eating them until there were no more solid pieces left, just a liquidy mush. She leaned back into the toilet, and again stuck her head into the murky mess, rolling her face around in it and drinking as much of it as she could. "Oh God! This is so disgusting!", she moaned in pleasure. The odor seem to permeate every pore in her body. She felt her stomach cramping up, then she vomited a huge amount all over the shit that her face was stuck in. Her stomach kept cramping, causing her to vomit even more. Her stomach hurt really bad, but she wanted the pain. She continued mashing her face into the mixture of her shit and vomit, occasionally scooping it up in her hands and rubbing it into her hair. After several minutes, she stood up and walked to the mirror over the sink. Her hair was slicked down and her face and chest were completely covered with a brown stain with small pieces of fecal matter stuck to her. She smiled at her reflection. If her parents could see her now...They would probably have a heart attack. What if Sandy and Kelly could see her. They would probably have a heart attack also. The stench was overpowering, still causing her to dry heave every now and then. She ran her fingers through her hair and over her body, feeling the slickness of her wet skin. Opening her mouth, she looked at the flecks of shit on her tongue and teeth, as her hand absent-mindedly wandered down to her pussy. She began imagining that she was at school and all of her friends were staring at her, naked...covered in shit,...and eating it...and.... "OhGod!...", she exclaimed, as she felt her pussy tingling. She couldn't hold back anymore. She stepped into the shower and began furiously rubbing her clit. Within moments, she was cumming hard. Clenching her teeth shut to stifle her scream so her parents wouldn't hear, it still was loud, "aaaAAAAIIIIIiiiii.....". She kept going on her clit until she came a second time. Panting heavily, she braced herself against the wall as her legs grew wobbly. As her breath came back, she opened her eyes and turned to look at the brown streaks that she left on the wall, where she had braced herself. She then looked at the mess on the floor in front of the toilet. Finally she looked at the shit all over her hands and chest, as well as on her face and hair. She sighed heavily. This was the only downside; the mess that was left. She had a lot of cleaning to do, but it had been so worth it. She turned on the shower and began scrubbing the shit off her body and from her hair. She filled her mouth with water, swished it around and spit it out repeatedly till her spit was no longer a brown color. Picking up a spare toothbrush that she kept in the shower for this, she brushed her teeth, her tongue and the rest of her mouth. Then she used the shower hose to wash the shit stain off the wall. When she was finished, she lathered up her entire body and hair with soap and washed herself a second time, along with brushing her teeth a second time. She had to make sure all traces of shit were gone. She was meticulous in her cleaning, because you never know where a tiny piece of shit would be, such as in between her toes and behind her ear. This is why she kept her hair short, so that it would be easier to wash. Finally, to make sure her parents wouldn't be able to smell any shit on her breath, she gargled with mouthwash. When she was sure that she was clean, she dried off and began cleaning up the toilet and the floor. Resisting the urge to plunge her face back into the toilet, she quickly flushed it and scrubbed it and the floor till they were clean. This was the part that she hated. The cleaning. If it wasn't for her parents, she would leave the dirty brown stains on the toilet, the floor and the shower. In fact, she wouldn't even use the toilet, she would just shit all over the bed and sleep in it. She craved the filthiness, but she couldn't let her parents or anybody else know. Finally, when the bathroom was completely clean, she wrapped a towel around herself and layed down on her bed. She grabbed her laptop and opened it, going to the Craigslist bookmark that she had saved on the internet. The Women Seeking Women section opened. Unlike the other girls at school, she wasn't interested in boys. She wasn't interested in girls either. What she was interested in was older women, much older women, old enough to be her grandmother. That is who she looked for on Craigslist. At school, she was too ashamed to talk about it, instead pretending to be interested in boys with the rest of her friends. Older women over 50 were rare on Craigslist; a profile with pictures of the woman, even rarer. But when she did find one with pictures, she would stare at the picture and fantasize about what it would be like to be in her arms. She typed in `50' and `70' in the age brackets and skimmed through the five profiles that came up. As she was reading the fourth one, she suddenly stared. It said that she was going over to Midtown Spa that evening. Midtown Spa? She never heard of it. She quickly Googled it and read what came up. Her eyes flew open, `Holy Shit!' Midtown Spa was a lesbian spa catering to older women! `Where is it?!' She looked up the address. `OHMYGOD!!'' Not only was there a place to meet much older lesbians, it was actually within walking distance of her house, which was especially good since she didn't have a car. Her heart began to beat faster. All the times that she fantasized about being with an old woman, she never dreamed that it could actually happen. The few old women that were on Craigslist were only looking for love and romance with someone their own age, never a horny teenager for just sex. "Oh shit...", she whispered in awe. Her fantasy was actually going to come true. She had to do this. There was no way that she was going to let an opportunity like this slip by. Then she realized something. She was only fifteen. They were not going to let a underage teenager in there to have sex. Her face became anguished at losing something that she had wanted for so long and so bad. No!! She couldn't give up this easily! She was going to try! Maybe...just maybe, they wouldn't check her ID. Now, she had to figure out how to sneak out of the house. Her parents always went to bed just after ten so she would wait till then. She looked at the map. It was about two miles away. It would take her about half an hour to walk there. Closing her laptop, she stared into space, thinking. A spa filled with really old women, wanting to have sex! In desperation, she prayed that she would be let in. Ridiculous as it sounded to pray to be able to have sex with a bunch of old ladies, she needed all the help she could get. She looked at the clock. 5:57. Four more hours. Unknown to Chrissy, a pair of solid black eyes opened, piercing the surrounding darkness. ***** At 10:07, Chrissy heard the door to her parent's bedroom close. She had already told her parents `Good night' and was dressed and waiting. Because she was only going to be wearing a towel at the spa, she wasn't wearing any bra or panties, only jeans and a T-shirt. She had pillows stuffed under the blanket on her bed, just in case her parents peeked in, and she had her ID and some cash. She slowly and silently opened her window, stepped out and closed it, then she began her trek. The streets were silent as she walked quickly down the road. Every now and then, an occasional car would pass by. She had never walked this far before and it gave her plenty of time to imagine what she would find at the spa and what it would be like actually having sex with women. A *LOT* of women! A lot of *OLD* women! 'Oh, this is going to be so awesome!', she thought to herself, `...if they'll let me in', she reminded herself painfully. `If they don't let me in...God, that's gonna suck', she winced at the possibility. Finally, she saw it up ahead. Funny, she had been on this road many times and she never would have guessed that this building was a lesbian spa. As she approached the entrance, she began feeling a nervous excitement in her stomach, almost queasy. This was it! Holding her breath, she opened the door and saw that she was in a small room with another door a few feet away. She tried to open it, but it was locked. "Can I help you?" Chrissy jumped and turned in the direction of the voice and saw a chubby, grey haired woman, about 60 years old looking at her from behind a counter. Chrissy murmured quietly, "Umm...I would like to go inside." "Got any ID?" She pulled out her ID and handed it over. The woman took it, looked at it and then back at Chrissy. Chrissy bit her bottom lip nervously, as her heart filled with dread. "This says you're only fifteen", the woman handed back her ID. Chrissy's heart sank. "Please...Is there any way that I can...", Chrissy beseeched her anxiously. The woman smiled and pushed a button and the door made a 'click' sound. "Go on in", she said in a friendly voice. Gasping quietly, she quickly and gratefully thanked the woman and opened the door. As she walked through, she saw that it was nothing like she pictured. Instead of elegant furnishings, classical music playing softly in the background, and beautiful women walking about, wrapped in towels, she saw some exercise equipment on the left and some lockers on the right. Straight ahead, there were some stairs leading up as well as down. The room was deserted except for one well muscled black woman, wrapped in a towel, who was lifting a barbell. She looked to be in her forties and had a stern look on her face. Techno music pulsated through the air. This was not what she expected. Chrissy turned to the lockers and saw that they needed a key to open them, but she didn't have one. "Miss?", a voice came from behind her. She turned around. The woman, behind the counter was holding out a key and a towel to her. Chrissy walked towards her, taking them and thanking her again. "Locker #43. The door over there...", she pointed to a door on the side that Chrissy didn't even notice, "...goes to the hot tub. Upstairs is the sauna and rooms. Downstairs is the maze." "The maze?...", Chrissy asked curiously. "You'll see", the woman smiled mysteriously. Then she went back to the counter by the door. Chrissy slowly walked to the lockers, searching for #43. She found it and opened it. She noticed the black woman watching her as she pulled off her shoes and socks and laying them in the locker, waiting for her to take off her clothes. She hesitated for a few seconds. She had never been naked in public before, never had sex before. She noticed her shallow breathing and pounding heart. This is where it all begins. Feeling the woman's eyes on her, her horniness took over. She pulled her T-shirt over her head, feeling the air on her small breasts. Unbuttoning her jeans, she slid them down her legs and stepped out of them. Standing naked before the woman, she put her clothes in the locker and shut it. Wondering where she was going to put the key, she noticed a circular cord attached to it, so she put her arm through the cord and slid the key up to her shoulder. She paused for several seconds, letting the woman admire her ass. She squeezed her legs together to quench the tingling in her pussy. Finally, she wrapped the towel around herself and headed for the door that led outside to the hot tub. When she opened it, she was looking out into an outdoor walled courtyard about the size of her backyard. There were deck chairs along the sides and in the middle, a ten foot hot tub, filled with rolling water, but no one in it. Closing the door, she turned and looked at the stairs, one leading up to the sauna and the other leading down to the maze, whatever that was. She walked over to the railing and peered downstairs. The steps ended ten feet below, facing a doorway into a dark room that she couldn't see into. It didn't look inviting, so she headed upstairs. She slowly climbed the stairs, feeling the cold steps on her bare feet. She came to a hallway with doors on either side and continued down the hallway. Twice as she passed a door, she could hear moans coming from behind it, exciting her still. She kept walking slowly as the thumping bass beat of the techno music filled the air. She saw another hallway branching off with more doors, but straight ahead she saw the tiled floor of a shower so she continued in that direction. On the left was an empty shower stall. On the right was a wooden door with a small dark window. She pulled the door open, revealing a small room, with wooden walls and a bench inside. While the room was empty, she could hear moans coming from inside, to the right. She slowly walked in and turned to the right. She could see that there was another small, dark room through a doorway. She slowly walked toward the doorway, letting go of the door that she had come through, causing it to close and casting both rooms into darkness. She couldn't see anything. She knew that she was right in front of the adjoining door and so she walked forward very slowly with her hands out to feel if anything was in front of her. She heard the moaning, louder now, on both sides of her as she continued to move forward. Her fingers felt a wooden wall before her. She moved her hands down until she felt a bench. She sat on the bench and peered into the darkness, straining to see anything at all, but her eyes hadn't adjusted yet in the darkness. There were obviously women there because she could clearly hear them, seemingly about five feet away on both sides of her, but she couldn't see anything, only darkness. Despite that she was so horny and excited, she was also fearful about doing or saying anything, since this was so new and strange to her, so she sat there, silent. She strained to see in the darkness, eager to watch a lesbian couple actually having sex, but she still couldn't see anything. She was growing frustrated over wanting so much to see something, but not being able to. Suddenly, she gasped and jumped. A hand was touching her left leg. She turned towards where the hand was coming from, but as before, there was only darkness. Her breathing became shallow at the exhilaration of having another person touch her naked body filled her. The hand was stroking her leg, sliding slowly upwards towards her pussy. Chrissy made herself reach out to the hand and touch it, then slid her hand up the arm in order to get a sense of the person behind the hand. Chrissy's hand reached the shoulder and moved slowly downward across the chest. She felt like a blind person feeling what someone looked like. As her hand felt the unmistakable contours of a breast, her eyes widened in shock. Her hand continued slowly down the breast until she felt a nipple. Her hand involuntarily pulled back in shock. She had just felt another woman's breast. As she was grasping the shock of this, she felt the woman's hand sliding underneath her towel and touch her pussy. At the same time, she felt another hand on the right pulling her towel open. She sat still and didn't move. Her heart was pounding and her eyes and mouth were wide open. She felt her towel come open and then the hand on the right kept pulling the towel away from her body until she was completely exposed. The hand on Chrissy's left was prodding her pussy. The hand on her right was grasping her breast. Leaning her head back against the wall as unseen hands probed her naked body, she spread her legs to allow the hand better access. She felt more hands on her chest and legs. 'How many women are touching me?', she wondered excitedly. The hands continued squeezing her breasts, poking inside her pussy as well as just feeling her body. It was like some strange massage. She just layed there enjoying it at first, but then she realized that she could touch their bodies too. She reached out, her left hand going left and her right hand going right and she began feeling two bodies, one with each hand. Her hands roamed all over their breasts, pussies and legs. By this time, her eyes had adjusted to the dark so that she was able to see that there were four women there; one on each side and two kneeling in front of her. She still couldn't see any details, but she was able to make out their silhouettes. One of the women in front of her stood up and sat on the bench across from Chrissy, leaning back almost in a reclining position. Spreading her legs wide, she said in a deep voice, "C'mere and eat my pussy!" Chrissy stood up and knelt down in front of her. She could see that the woman was obese, with large, sagging breasts. She was holding her belly up so that her pussy was uncovered. Chrissy placed her hands on the woman's legs and looked at her pussy. She had no idea what to do. "What do I do?", she asked quietly. "Stick your tongue in there and lick it", the woman said gruffly. Chrissy slowly leaned closer. The woman's pussy had a strong pungent odor which excited her. She felt it with her hand. The lips of her vagina were almost hidden behind a thick thatch of hair. She used her fingers to spread the woman's pussy lips apart and slowly pressed her face into it. Sticking out her tongue, she began randomly licking since she didn't know what else to do. The woman's pubic hair tickled her nose as she experienced so many sensations. Hot! Wet! Soft! Slightly salty! Smelly?! 'Oh my God!! It is smelly! This is even better!', Chrissy thoughts ran wild, 'I'm doing this. I'm actually doing this! I'm licking a woman's pussy!...A really *smelly* pussy! This is really happening!' She felt the woman's huge belly pressing down on her head as the woman let go of it. As she licked, she felt fingers, from the women behind her, penetrating her pussy and ass. She gasped and her butt cheeks clenched as she felt a chubby finger poke itself deep inside her anus and forcefully thrust in and out of her. The woman in front of her grabbed her head and pressed it hard against her pussy. Chrissy rolled her face and tongue all around that smelly pussy with wild abandon as the woman moaned loudly. She could feel the woman trembling and then crying out, squirting Chrissy's face and mouth with her juices. That only excited Chrissy more. She had actually made this old, fat woman cum...all over her. The fingers in her ass and pussy were getting to her. She had felt multiple fingers in her pussy, stretching it and pressing hard inside it. "She's a virgin!", one of the women behind her told the others. "Oh yea! Pop her cherry and fuck her good!", another woman remarked. Chrissy felt the fingers inside of her, pressing harder, until suddenly, she felt a brief slight pain in her vagina and then a new, much more intense sensation inside her. One of the women laughed, and said out loud, "I popped that bitch!" The other women laughed. Chrissy paused for a moment as it dawned on her that one of the women behind her had taken her virginity. She was no longer a virgin. 'Wooww', she thought to herself, `Instead of losing my virginity on my wedding night, I lost it to several old women, whom I didn't know, during a orgy. What would Mom and Dad think?' She did not mind in the least however. Everything was feeling so good that to her, this was Heaven. As the women's fingers went deep inside of her, she felt an orgasm building up and then suddenly exploding out of her. She shrieked, "AAAIIIGGGHHH....." as she held onto the woman's legs for support. She could hear the other women commenting on what a slut she was and how they loved young pussy. One of the voices made her freeze in disbelief. It was Ms Deets, her geometry teacher! Yes, it was definitely her voice. HOLY SHIT! Her geometry teacher was fingering her! Chrissy couldn't believe it. She thought back to earlier that day in class, to Ms Deets lecturing on the Pythagorean theorem. Chrissy pushed her face into the woman's fat, sweaty belly, relishing the stench and the sweat from the woman's body as her teacher and the other women continued to have their way with her. She groaned, "Oh God!... This was so amazing! Better than I ever dreamed!" After a few minutes, the fat woman got up, wrapped a towel around herself and walked out of the room. One of the women behind her got up and sat on the bench in front of her, spreading her legs wide. The woman was only slightly chubby and Chrissy immediately stuck her face into the woman's pussy and began licking it in earnest. She pressed her whole face in, moving it in a circle so that she could rub the woman's pussy all over her. The other two women behind Chrissy continued poking their fingers into her ass and pussy. The woman held Chrissy's face hard against her pussy while she grunted loudly as the other two women cheered her on. The woman's hips bucked against Chrissy's face, then the woman pressed Chrissy's face hard against her pussy, while she screamed, "AAAAAHHH..." Chrissy felt a gush of juice on her face and then the woman's grip on her head relaxed as Chrissy heard the woman's heaving breaths. After a minute, this woman too got up, wrapped a towel around herself and walked out. One of the two women behind her, got up and sat down in front of Chrissy. Chrissy looked up at her face in anticipation to see if it was Ms Deets, but it wasn't. Ms Deets was still behind her, roughly pushing her finger into her ass. As Chrissy began licking the woman's pussy, she felt Ms Deets pull her finger out of her ass and then to Chrissy's shock, she felt something soft and wet press against her asshole. 'OhmyGod! She's licking my ass!', she realized, 'My teacher is licking my ass!' Chrissy greedily licked the woman's pussy while she moaned until she also came on her face. This woman also left and Chrissy was left waiting in eager anticipation for her teacher to present herself before her. As Ms Deets walked to the bench, Chrissy couldn't help staring intensely at her face, trying to verify that it really was her. It was still so dark that there were no details, only outlines. The woman did look like her. Instead of sitting before her, Ms Deets faced away from Chrissy and bent over the bench, sticking her ample ass up in the air. "Eat my ass", she asked. Chrissy was shocked. Never in a million years would she have guessed that Ms Deets would say something like that. Chrissy pushed her tongue against her asshole, licking it over and over again. The sheer thought that she had her tongue on her teacher's asshole, that she shit out of, excited her to no end. She grabbed Ms Deets' hips and licked frantically, almost like a mad woman. After a few minutes, Ms Deets told her, "Make me cum." Chrissy moved down and began licking her pussy, just as frantically. Shortly, Chrissy felt Ms Deets' body tremble and then her juices flooding her mouth. Ms Deets didn't cry out, only making a low groaning sound. She stood there panting for a while, then said, "Thank you" and left with her towel. Ms Deets had no idea that she had been fucking one of her students. Chrissy sat on the bench, reflecting on everything that had just happened. It was better than she ever expected. On her walk here, she had hoped that a woman would have sex with her, and that was if she would have been able to get inside in the first place. Now, she just had sex with FOUR women, one of them being her teacher! And she would have never known of this place if she had not read that one Craigslist ad. She sat on the bench for a while, just cherishing the moment. Then, with her lust calling to her, she remembered that there was one more place to be explored. The maze. She went to the bench to grab her towel. Still too dark to see, she felt for it with both hands, but she couldn't find it. Anxiously, she felt all over, on the floor, under the benches, everywhere. It was nowhere to be found. It was gone. One of the women must have taken it. She went to the door and hesitated. She was completely naked, but she couldn't just stay here. Opening the door, she covered her boobs and pussy in a moment of shyness, despite her actions just a few minutes ago. It was one thing to be naked inside a small room, but quite another thing to be completely exposed before everyone in the whole building. She tiptoed nervously down the empty hall past the doors, listening to the pounding techno beat. Then a door opened and a grey haired slender woman, wrapped in a towel, stepped out, saw Chrissy and froze in amazement. Chrissy also froze in shock. The woman stared at Chrissy's naked teenage body and licked her lips, smiling. Chrissy was so embarrassed that she continued walking down the hallway, blushing furiously. Then two more women came from around a corner and gazed lustily at her, remarking, "My oh my!" Chrissy continued walking, feeling their stares at her bare bottom. Another woman walking toward her smiled and said, "Why hello there!" in a friendly voice. "Hi", Chrissy replied meekly. As she kept being noticed by all these women, Chrissy's lust took over. Because this was all new to her, her modesty was automatic, but then as she saw how many women were gawking at her, she began liking it. She wanted to be exposed to their stares. Her anxiousness quickly changed to lust. She lowered her hands, baring her body for everyone to see and slowed her pace so that she was walking slowly, giving anyone watching plenty of time to see her. Now she smiled back at anyone who smiled at her. She kept walking down the hallway till she got to the stairs. Walking down, she saw, to her amazement, that about a dozen women were following her down the stairs. They were all over fifty years old and some looked to be over sixty. Some were slender, some fat, tall, short, black, white, latina, big boobs, small boobs. Every kind of woman was there, some looked to be in their seventies She felt her pussy stirring as she felt their lustful eyes upon her young body. The idea of all these really old women wanting to fuck a underage girl excited her tremendously. As she descended down the stairs, it became darker. She reached the bottom of the stairs and looked at the dark doorway before her. Beyond the doorway exuded uncertainty. With her pussy positively glowing at what may lie within, she stepped through the doorway. The techno music sounded distant so that it was mostly the pounding bass reverberating through the air. This and the darkness pressed in on her. The floor and walls were painted black and the only light came from black lights so the corridors were awash in purple and black. She wandered down the corridor, going down various hallways that branched off and into open areas that would have two or three naked women kissing and licking each other's purple-colored bodies. It really was a maze. Soon, she was lost and had no idea how to find her way back because of all the random turns that she had taken. She kept walking, passing the occasional woman who would stare provocatively at her naked body and then would join the throng following her. One room that she came to had two women licking each other's pussies. She stopped to watch them. Their bodies stained purple from the black light, it was more surreal than erotic. As she watched, the women behind her surrounded her and began touching her. Feeling their hands upon her, she looked all around in disbelief at the sheer number of women around her. It seemed to be twice the number that had followed her down the stairs. In the darkness, they pressed themselves against her, poking, squeezing, grabbing every part of her body. It reminded her of a zombie movie. Chrissy surrendered her body to the mob, feeling her butt cheeks being spread widely apart and fingers being jammed into her bottom, as other fingers went deep inside her pussy. A woman grabbed her face, kissing her hard. She was helpless and practically being gang-raped. She instinctively stifled her moaning as she had always done at home, but then realized that she didn't have to worry about being heard by her parents. In fact, she wanted everyone to hear her enjoying this. So she let her moans come out without holding back. She squeezed as many breasts as she could as hers were also squeezed and sucked. Her ass was spanked hard, causing it to sting as her body continued to be groped until she felt someone pushing on her shoulders and saying, "Get on your knees!" She kneeled down and a fat woman in front of her grabbed the sides of Chrissy's head and pushed her face hard into her smelly pussy. The woman used Chrissy's face as a giant dildo, rubbing it vigorously against her pussy until moments later, she came loudly, spraying girl cum on her face. She stepped away and another woman also grabbed Chrissy's head and proceeded to also rub her face into her pussy until she came. This happen over and over. As one woman orgasmed and covered Chrissy's face with her cum, she would step aside and another woman would step forward to grab Chrissy's face and do the same thing. Her ass and pussy were growing sore from all the fingers that had been roughly thrusting inside of her. Then above the loud pounding music, Chrissy heard a commanding voice, "*Get away from her*!" Chrissy opened her eyes but couldn't see who had spoken. The women, obviously heeding the voice, slowly left, till there was only one left. Chrissy, still kneeling and her face dripping with cum, stared at the figure standing before her. She was tall, over six feet, slender, beautiful, and naked. She exuded confidence, authority, respect and looked imposing as hell. Chrissy actually felt afraid. She walked towards Chrissy. The woman's skin seemed to be a grey color and her eyes appeared completely black, although Chrissy couldn't really tell in the dark room. She reached out, brushing Chrissy's wet, matted hair away from her face. "*What is your name*?" Her voice had a strange accent that was piercing and seemed to have a slight echo effect. "Chrissy", she murmured. "*Are you afraid of me*?" She whispered, "Yes." "*Stand up*." Chrissy stood up, staring down at the floor, slightly trembling and afraid to look up. The woman took Chrissy's chin and tilted it up so that she was looking in her eyes. "*Don't be afraid. I'm not going to hurt you*." Stroking Chrissy's face, thee woman said, "*You intrigue me. Such a young girl to come here all by herself. Tell me, why have you come?*" Chrissy stammered, "I-I...wanted...to..." "*Fuck?*" The woman slowly moved closer to her and kissed her gently. Chrissy was wide-eyed, too frightened to react. "*Would you like to come with me?*" Chrissy was scared and wanted to leave, but for some reason that she couldn't explain, she nodded her head. The woman then scooped her up in her arms and carried her to the other end of the room, to another hallway. The woman carried her easily as they went down more dark hallways, deeper into the bowels of the maze. Chrissy hesitantly looked at the woman's face. It was strong and fierce looking, the solid black eyes seemingly looking through her. Her hair was jet black, long and flowing with an appearance sort of like black feathers. She was definitely younger than the other women, but Chrissy couldn't tell how old she was, only that she wasn't...old. It seemed that the woman was not going to hurt her, but Chrissy still felt uneasy about her. She had this aura of power about her. The way those other women instantly obeyed her was unnerving. The techno music slowly faded as the hallway seemed to change. Instead of looking like a painted wall, it looked like a rough hewn black rock. And instead of black lights, there was a glow, that seemed to emanate from the edges of the rock wall, that barely lit the darkness. This hall finally opened up into a large room with a vaulted ceiling about thirty feet above the floor and studded with tiny luminescent lights, giving the illusion of stars against a black sky. The room was completely empty except for a huge bed in the middle. Round and covered with a black silk sheet, it was the size of Chrissy's entire bedroom. The woman carried her to the bed, stepping onto it and laying her down in the middle. Chrissy felt the silk sheets under her skin and looked at the woman fearfully. The woman knelt before Chrissy. "What are you going to do to me?", Chrissy asked in a frighten voice. "*I won't hurt you*", trailing a finger down Chrissy's leg. "*You are very beautiful*", she leaned closer, "*I just want to make you feel good. Don't be afraid.*" They stared at each other while the woman's hands lightly ran over her skin. It was like a soothing massage, especially after the rough treatment that the other women gave to her. The woman kept smiling at her and then slowly leaned over and gently kissed her. The woman continued kissing her way down Chrissy's body, sucking at her breasts and then moving down to her pussy. The woman's tongue was incredible. It made her feel things that she never felt before when she just used her fingers. Chrissy's hands clenched the sheets on the bed as she panted heavily. She wanted to touch this woman so bad so she gingerly moved her hands down till she felt the woman's hair. It didn't feel like hair. It felt like...she remembered how the woman's hair looked like black feathers...That's what it felt like, large feathers. Before Chrissy was able to wonder about this, she felt an orgasm slowly start to build, becoming stronger and then bursting forth like a firework exploding. She cried out and panted heavily as she layed weakly on the bed. The woman crawled over her and kissed her lightly on the lips before laying beside her. Chrissy was still a little nervous about this strange woman. Despite how beautiful she was, there was something unnatural about her that Chrissy didn't like. Chrissy crossed her arms over her breasts and pussy, covering them. "Can I go home?", she asked quietly. "*Of course*", the woman replied. She took Chrissy's hand, helping her off the bed, then while holding her hand, she guided Chrissy through the maze until they came to the stairs. It seemed to Chrissy that as they approached the stairs, as the darkness faded in the brightening light, the woman's grey skin must have been her imagination from the darkness. Her skin wasn't grey nor were her eyes black. They walked up the stairs and towards the lockers. Chrissy, feeling the woman's eyes upon her naked body, opened the locker and began getting dressed. When she was dressed, Chrissy looked at her nervously and said, "Well...goodbye" and began walking towards the exit. "*Please, let me give you a ride home*", the woman asked, "*It's not safe for you to walk alone*." Chrissy was already nervous enough about this strange woman. Though she looked more human than she did in the darkness, she still gave Chrissy the creeps. She wasn't about to let her give her a ride, "No, thank you. My house isn't far." Then she walked out the door that she entered through and went outside. As she walked across the parking lot, she saw two homeless men standing on the sidewalk. They turned and looked at her. As Chrissy continued walking, they began walking toward her. Suddenly afraid, Chrissy turned and walked quickly back towards the spa, thinking that if the woman wanted to harm her, she would have done it down in the maze. Turning the corner of the building to get back to the door, she found the woman waiting for her just outside the door. "Can you still give me a ride home?" "*Certainly*." The woman stepped towards Chrissy. Chrissy, looking at the woman's naked body, asked her, "Uhh, don't you need to get dressed?" The woman smiled, "*No*." Chrissy watched the woman walked across the parking lot naked, with as little care as she had clothing. The woman headed towards a very exotic looking car, with a chauffer standing beside it. Following, Chrissy remarked, "Wow! What kind of car is that?" "*A **Rolls Royce Phantom 1925*", the woman replied as the chauffer opened the door for them. Marveling at how the door opened backwards, Chrissy stepped inside and looked at everything in amazement. The woman got in and the chauffer went around, got in, started the motor and drove out of the parking lot. As they pulled out into the street, Chrissy stared at the two gruff homeless men and breathed a sigh of relief that she had a safe ride home. "*Which way*?", the woman asked. Chrissy told her and within a few minutes, they were in front of her house. "Thank you...uh...", Chrissy began, then realized she didn't even know the woman's name. "*Megaera*." "Megaera? What kind of name is that?", Chrissy asked. "*Greek*." "Okay. Thank you", as she opened the car door. "*Chrissy*?...", Megaera handed her a card, "*If you ever want to visit me, here's my phone number. I can pick you up or meet you at Midtown Spa*." Chrissy looked at the card. It was an eggshell white with the word, Mέyaιρα, written in a flowery script, then underneath a phone number. "Okay, bye." As Chrissy walked to her house, Megaera watched her for a few seconds, then drove off. Chrissy went to her window and crawled through. She looked at the time. It was after 2:00 in the morning. Wow! She had been there for three and a half hours. She took off her jeans and T-shirt and put them away, then she went into her bathroom and looked in the mirror. Her face and chest was covered in dried cum and her hair was matted and clumped together from all the cum that was in it. She turned on the shower and stepped inside. As she washed herself, she reflected about everything that had happened to her. What a night! It was way more than she had ever hoped for. She had imagined one or two encounters with a single woman, but not an orgy with four women including one of her teachers, then another orgy with probably over twenty women having their way with her, and finally, that weird woman, Megaera. Even though Megaera definitely gave her the best orgasm she ever had, she was really creepy and lacked the filthiness that the other women had. That was what she liked. After her shower, she went to bed, still reflecting on her unbelievable experience. It wasn't until an hour later that she finally fell asleep. ***** When Chrissy awoke the next morning, she wondered if last night was just some wonderful dream. As she thought about it, she began having doubts that it really could have happened. After all, how likely is it that something like that could? She glance around, looking for some sort of sign to prove that last night was real. She didn't see anything, then she remembered something. She quickly jumped out of bed and dug into her jeans pocket. She pulled out Megaera's card. Last night DID happened...and she was definitely going back tonight. Remembering something else, she inserted her finger into her pussy and felt it go through instead of being blocked by her hymen. "I can't believe I lost my virginity to three old ladies last night. I don't even know which one, probably all of them", she chuckled, "Maybe it was Ms Deets." She laid Megaera's card on her night stand, then going over to the bathroom, she took out a half-gallon, orange-stained tupperware bowl and a fork from beneath the sink. Setting it on the floor, she squatted over it, and then lowered herself down so that the rim was pressing against her skin. At the time that she had become a fecalpheliac, she had changed her breakfast routine from eating food from the kitchen to collecting her pee and shit to eat instead when she got up in the morning. She waited till she felt herself peeing. After her pee subsided, she waited a while longer, feeling her bowls slowly pushing a turd out. Slightly wincing at her anus, still sore from last night, being stretched, she thought to herself, `Ooh, this is a big one. Looks like I'm going to have a big breakfast today.' When it was finished, she raised up, wiped herself, then carefully carried the tupperware to her desk in the bedroom. Setting it down, she used the fork to cut off a piece from the long turd and put it in her mouth. `Pretty hard today', she thought, as she chewed it, 'Must be dehydrated from last night.' After swallowing it, she let cut the turd up into pieces, swishing each piece in the pee and then letting it sit for a minute for the pieces to soften it up. Then she speared a piece with her fork, swished it around in the pee some more, before putting it in her mouth and chewing it. "Much softer", she remarked. Unlike after school when she would use laxatives, she never had any stomach problems eating her shit in the morning, so she was able to keep it down without vomiting it back up. She took another piece and began chewing it. After eating all of the shit, she raised the tupperware to her lips and drank the urine, pausing at the end to chew all the small pieces of shit that had collected in the pee. Upon finishing, she placed the tupperware and fork back underneath the sink and then thoroughly brushed her teeth and gargled with mouthwash to remove the smell from her mouth. Later that day, Sandy and Kelly came over and they went to the mall. As they shopped, Chrissy found herself staring at every old woman that she saw, wondering if she might have been of the ladies groping her last night. She had always admired much older women, but after last night's experience, she was practically leering at them now. For the first time ever, she did not enjoy being with Sandy and Kelly. All she could think of was being naked at Midtown Spa, while legions of old, fat, smelly women molesting her. She counted the hours as the day seemed to take an eternity. She came home and continued counting the hours till her parents went to bed. When she thought that they would never go to bed, they finally did and she was off like a race horse. Her bed was prepared. Her underwear was off. And she was jogging down the dark, moonlit street towards another wonderful night of pleasure. As she jogged, her mind began dreaming of what would happen. 'First thing I'm going to do is check out the hot tub. It would be so awesome to have sex in a hot tub! Then, upstairs to the sauna again. I wonder if they'll let me go around without a towel.' As she was crossing an empty intersection, a large bird shadow quickly sped across the ground. Chrissy stared at it. It had to have been well over ten feet across! She quickly looked up, but the sky was empty, there was nothing there. As Chrissy wondered what she saw, her lust reminded her what was important. She continued walking and jogging, driven by her lust till she at last arrived. At one point, she wondered, what if the clerk would not let her in. After all, she was underage, but she had to try. Her heart beat excitedly as she walked up and opened the door, walking in. The same lady from last night was behind the counter. Her breaths coming in shallow gasps, she approached the counter, "Uh...hi...I was here last night...and I wondered if..." The lady smiled at her, "Welcome back." The door clicked, "Enjoy yourself." Chrissy breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you", as she opened the door. After she walked through, the clerk held out a key and a towel to her. Chrissy took the key and then red-faced asked, "Is it okay if...I don't take a towel?" "Sure, no problem", the clerk smiled at her and went back behind the counter. Chrissy found the appropriate locker, quickly undressed and stowed her clothes away. Feeling the air on her naked body, her breathing quickened as she grew excited, eager to once again experience the pleasures that she had last night. She gingerly walked towards the side door; being nude in public was a strange feeling. She opened the door and peeked her head out to look at the hot tub and to her surprise and joy, there were three women in it! "Hi! Come on in!", one of them invited her, waving her over. Chrissy opened the door wider and stepped through and walked outside, completely naked, in the night air. "Oooh, it looks like you're ready to go", one of the other women chuckled as she saw Chrissy's naked body. Chrissy stepped into the hot tub as all three women beamed at her. Such a young girl to be joining them! The three women were sitting together and one of them moved aside so that Chrissy would be able to squeeze in. As Chrissy waded through the water and sat down between them, the woman, to her right, who had moved aside, said to her, "I'm Julie." Chrissy turned to her, saying shyly, "I'm Chrissy" The woman to Chrissy's left said, "I'm Helen" and the other woman said, "Kathy" Chrissy, still feeling shy, said hi quietly. "My, but you're shy. Is this the first time that you've been here?", Julie asked. "No, last night was", Chrissy replied. The women oohed. Kathy asked, "Why did you come here last night?" Chrissy blushed furiously as she looked down, smiling. "Do you like older women, dear?", Helen asked to which Chrissy nodded. Chrissy felt Helen's hand on her left leg, rubbing it as Helen told her, "Well, we like really young girls, such as yourself." Julie placed her hand on Chrissy's breast, caressing it, "How old are you, by the way?" "Fifteen." "Goodness, you are young, aren't you?", Julie squeezed her nipple. Kathy moved in front of Chrissy, also placing her hands onto Chrissy's small breasts. Helen's hand slid over to Chrissy's pussy. Chrissy felt her fingers tickling it and opened her legs. Both Julie and Helen on either side of Chrissy began kissing her neck as Kathy said, "Whenever I go to my grandson's high school choir recitals, I always want to fuck the cute little teenage girls there so bad." Both Julie and Helen cracked up laughing at this, then they continued kissing Chrissy's neck while fondling her body as Kathy pressed her lips to Chrissy's. Chrissy's hands moved forward and found Kathy's breasts and she squeezed them enthusiastically. Kathy kissed Chrissy frantically in her zeal. An actual high school girl! And a really hot one at that! Helen's fingers slipped inside Chrissy's pussy, causing her to gasp. Both Julie and Helen took Chrissy's breasts into their mouths, nibbling and biting her nipples. Kathy's fingers tickled inside her pussy, causing Chrissy to feel weak. She couldn't concentrate on Kathy's boobs anymore as she leaned back and let these wonderful women give her the most fantastic feelings. Soon, she couldn't hold back anymore and she cried out as her orgasm washed over her. The three women laughed and cheered at Chrissy's orgasm as she blushed in embarrassment. "Don't be embarrassed. It was beautiful", Julie told her. Standing up, Julie leaned forward so her breasts were in front of Chrissy's face. Chrissy grasped both of them and placed her mouth over the protruding nipple. Julie placed her hand on the back of Chrissy's head and pressed it more into her breast. Looking down at Chrissy at her breast, Julie could tell that despite Chrissy's enthusiasm, she did not have any experience with doing this and so she guided her, "Use your tongue to lick the nipple...yes, just like that..." Seeing Chrissy glancing up at her, Julie smiled back and stroked her head, "Yes...just like that." As Kathy leaned closer, Chrissy released Julie's breast and latched on to Kathy's breast, licking her nipple and trying to put all of it in her mouth. Helen was still sucking on Chrissy's left breast as Julie went back to sucking on her right one. After a few minutes, Kathy pulled her breast away from Chrissy's mouth and told Chrissy, "Sit up on the side." Chrissy stood up and sat on the side of the hot tub. Kathy moved close, opened Chrissy's legs and pressed her lips against Chrissy's pussy. Helen also got out of the hot tub and straddled Chrissy so that her pussy was in front of Chrissy's face. Chrissy admired her wrinkled body, touching it lovingly before putting her hands on her butt to pull her hairy pussy onto her mouth. She eagerly pressed her face deep into the woman's pussy, inhaling it, tasting it, letting it smear its juices all over her. Soon, she felt Helen grab onto the back of her head as she thrust her pussy forward. Chrissy felt her face become drenched as the woman's juices ran down her neck. Then Helen let go of Chrissy's head and sat back down in the hot tub, breathing hard, "Oh God!...That felt so good!" When she recovered, she moved behind Kathy and ate her out from behind. Julie then sat on the edge also, spreading her legs before Chrissy. Chrissy leaned over and proceeded to eat her pussy also. Julie held her head in place, bucking against Chrissy's frantic tongue. Just as Julie began to cum, so did Chrissy. She stopped licking and just layed there, clenching her teeth and groaning loudly as Kathy continued. Julie frigged her clit furiously, spraying her cum all over Chrissy's face as she cried out loudly. Then Julie stretched out on her back as she rested. At that time, Kathy came hard from Helen's expert tongue. They all slipped back into the hot tub, holding each other close, occasionally kissing and touching. After several minutes, the three women got out and dried off with their towels. Julie gave her towel to Chrissy so she was able to dry herself off. Helen and Kathy said goodnight and went back inside while Julie asked, "When can you come back to visit us?" "Not till next Friday", Chrissy told her reluctantly. "I hate to wait so long. I'll be counting the days till I see you again", Julie kissed her tenderly. Then they both went inside where Julie went to the lockers to get dressed while Chrissy proceeded towards the stairs. As she climbed up, she glanced down into the darkness that emanated from the maze below. It gave her the creeps more than ever. She reached the top of the steps and she walked along the long hallway, feeling the cold floor beneath her bare feet and the air on her naked skin. As with last night, she was completely exposed, asking for her body to be taken. There could be no doubt on anyone's mind as to her intentions and that's the way that she wanted it. Chrissy opened the door to the sauna and stepped inside. As she walked forward, the door closed and as with last night, there was the impenetrable darkness, the hot humid air, and the slight noises that came to her ears. She slowly walked forward, feeling for the wall with her hands. When she felt it, she sat on the bench and listened for where the noises were coming from. She heard them to her right, but her eyes had not adjusted to the darkness yet. She waited for her eyes to adjust, with eager anticipation, as she heard the sound of skin rubbing against skin and the occasional moan. Finally, she was able to make out two forms, and then as she was able to see, more details appeared. There were two obese women watching her. As Chrissy got up and went over to them, they slid apart so that she was able to sit between them. Their hands immediately began caressing her body while her hands roamed over their fat bellies. She grew excited not only to how she was not able to feel their pussies because their bellies hung down covering their laps, but also how their skin was slick with sweat and that she could smell their body odor. All of these things were an aphrodisiac to her, building her lust. Their greedy hands squeezed and caressed every part of her body as she relished the moment. She turned towards the woman on her right and had to use both hands to lift her large, sagging breast up to her mouth to place her nipple in her mouth. "Here...lie down on my lap", the woman told her. Chrissy layed down on her lap, facing up as the woman cradled her with one hand and used her other hand to feed her nipple into Chrissy's mouth. Chrissy took it into her mouth and began sucking greedily, as if milk would come out. To her great surprise, milk DID come out. Her eyes widened as she tasted the sweet, watery liquid on her tongue. WOW! She never expected this! She continued sucking, feeling the tiny streams of milk squirting into her mouth. "That's right, baby...suck Mommy's nipple...", the woman moaned. Chrissy's eyes opened wide, 'Baby?! Mommy?! Does she think I'm her baby?' At first, that sounded a little too weird. This woman treating her like a baby. But then,...she kinda liked the idea of being a little, hungry baby, needing to be fed. Feeling this 'mommy' lovingly stroke her cheek was getting to her. 'This is REALLY kinky! I like this!', she happily thought. Beaming at her 'mommy' above her as she suckled, she held the breast with both hands as `Mommy' cradled her in her arms and stroked her cheek. "Such a good little girl...", Mommy continued to stroked her cheek, encouraging her to feed. The other woman remarked, "My, she's a hungry baby, isn't she?" "Yes. The poor dear must have been famished", the first woman replied. The other woman stroked Chrissy's body affectionately, running her fingers lightly along her legs and chest. Chrissy felt so content lying there feeding, that she kinda did feel like a baby. A baby that needed love and attention,...and lots of feedings. She burped. "Oh my!", Mommy raised her up, "Here...Let Mommy burp you." Mommy raised her up and used her arms to lean Chrissy over her left shoulder. Then she gently patted Chrissy on her back to get her to burp. After a minute, Chrissy released a loud burp and Mommy brought Chrissy back into her lap, cradling her lovingly, "There, there...Is Mommy's little baby all full?" Chrissy shook her head, smiling saying in a baby voice, "I'm still hungry, Mommy." "Well, I think I'm empty so let's see if your other mommy can feed you." She lifted Chrissy over to the other woman's lap. The other woman took her and turned her around so that Chrissy was lying in her lap as with the first woman. Mommy held out her breast to Chrissy as she opened her mouth to take it in. "My goodness, she's hungry", Mommy remarked, feeling Chrissy latch on and then suckling. "I know", the other mommy agreed, "And she's such a sweet dear." She rubbed Chrissy's pussy tenderly. Mommy looked at Chrissy's petite pussy, "Such a pretty pussy." She continued rubbing it. Chrissy tried to finish her dinner, but the tingling from her pussy kept distracting her. Her mouth slipped off of the nipple and she moaned quietly. "Do you like that dear?", the woman asked. "It makes me feel good, Mommy", Chrissy replied in her baby voice. The woman continued rubbing. Chrissy's eyes closed as her breathing deepened. As the tingling became stronger, her breathing became soft cries. Both mommies encouraged her with soothing words. "Let it feel lovely, dear...Oh, you're doing so good...Keep going...That's right, you're almost there..." As her orgasm started, Chrissy's eyes and teeth clenched tightly shut as she threw her arms around her mommy's fat belly, buried her face into it's flab, and squealed loudly. As Chrissy's orgasm caused her body to quake, her mommy hugged her tight, "Yes baby...let it feel good...Oh, such a good baby..." Her orgasm slowly subsiding, Chrissy kept her face pushed into her mommy's fat belly and her arms wrapped around her. Her mommy's sweaty belly soothed her, being soft, warm...and slick with sweat. Yes, this felt so good. So relaxing. Mommy raised her up so that she was sitting on her lap with her head on her breast. "The little dear is tuckered out", the first mommy whispered, stroking her head tenderly. As the second mommy rubbed her back, she quietly sang her a lullaby while rocking her gently, "Go to sleep, go to sleep, little one..." Chrissy closed her eyes and rested perfectly content. Just like a little baby. ***** After about half an hour, Mommy gently woke Chrissy up, "Honey...it's time to wake up." Chrissy yawned sleepily and opened her eyes. "Did you have a nice nap, sweetie?", Mommy asked her. Chrissy nodded happily. "Your mommy and I have to go back to our homes, but we would like for you to come over to my house tomorrow. Would you be able to do that?" Chrissy nodded again. "Oh good. Now I live at 742 Evergreen Terrace just down the street and to the right. Can you come by at about ten o'clock?" Chrissy nodded, "Yes, Mommy" "Good", Mommy kissed her on the cheek. Her other mommy also kissed her on the cheek, "We'll see you tomorrow, dear." Chrissy got off of her mommy's lap and the two women gathered up their towels and after wishing her a good night, they left. Chrissy went to the first room of the sauna just inside the outer door and sat sideways on the bench, leaning against the wall. That was definitely the most weirdest experience she ever had, but by far the most erotic. She never felt so relaxed and peaceful. She rested there, feeling the heat, as she lazily glided her fingers along her body. After a few minutes, the door opened and a skinny, very elderly lady, wrapped in a towel, slowly stepped in, her eyes wide looking with uncertainty. As she came in, she saw Chrissy watching her and her eyes and mouth dropped opened in shock. "I'm so sorry", she apologized, "I didn't know anyone was in here." Chrissy sat up, facing her, "It's okay." "I don't want to disturb you." "You're not disturbing me", Chrissy quickly said, "Please don't leave." The woman still looked nervous and unsure. Chrissy patted the bench beside her, "Here, have a seat." The lady came over and sat down. Looking down, she explained almost regretfully, "I've never done this before...I really don't know what I'm doing here..." Chrissy said cheerfully, "I'm Chrissy." The lady replied, "I'm Agnes." "Well, I'm kinda new myself, Agnes. This is only my second time here." Agnes looked at her, and as if seeing her for the first time, her eyes opened wide and she asked, "Aren't you a little young to be in here?" Chrissy blushed, "Well...yea..." "How old are you anyway?" "Fifteen", Chrissy replied, hoping it wouldn't turn Agnes away. "Why, you're still just a child!", Agnes' eyes grew wide with shock, "I mean...you're almost young enough to be my great-granddaughter! Why would you come here?! Do your parents even know you're here?! Chrissy looked down in embarrassment for a moment, before speaking quietly, "No, my parents don't know. I've...", she took a deep breath, "I've always been attracted to much older women. I think they're so beautiful. So, when I found out about this place...I really had to come." Agnes asked her, "Did you know what kind of place this is?" Chrissy nodded, "I wanted to have...well...to be with an older woman." "Was it what you imagined it would be?" "The place wasn't, but as for the women...it was better than I ever dreamed it would be." Agnes looked surprise, "And you really like women my age?" Chrissy grinned excitedly, "Oh yes!" Agnes said, "I've never been here before. I never imagine there would be such a place as this. When my husband died several years ago, I missed the intimacy we had and just recently I began wondering what it would be like to have a woman touch me. But,...I'm so old...lesbians only want a young woman, not someone like me.... So, when I learned of this place, I decided to try it out and to be honest...I'm scared to death." Chrissy took her hand, "What are you afraid of?" "Just that, my body isn't what it used to be." Chrissy smiled, "I'll bet you have a beautiful body." "It's not like yours." "Nonsense", Chrissy told her, "You're just as beautiful as you think I am", then she added quietly, "I would really like to see your body." "Oh no..." "Please..." Agnes looked at her, "I'm 76 years old. I'm wrinkled...and flabby...and..." "And beautiful", Chrissy finished for her. She reached out and gently unclasped Agnes' towel, letting it fall onto the bench. Chrissy gazed at her wrinkled skin, her sagging deflated breasts and her pouched belly in awe. "You are beautiful...", she told Agnes as she gently cupped one of her drooping breasts. She felt Agnes' wrinkled belly and her legs lovingly. Agnes' eyes widened at her touch, whispering, "Oh my..." Chrissy continued to glide her hands along Agnes' body making her experienced feelings that she hadn't felt in over thirty years ago. "My husband, God rest his soul, never touched me like this..." Chrissy smiled and continued massaging her. She saw how Agnes kept looking at her body, "Would you like to touch me too?" "You won't mind?", Agnes asked uncertainly. "I won't mind", taking Agnes' hand and placing it on her breast. Agnes' eyes and mouth dropped open at seeing and feeling Chrissy's breast in her hand. At first, Agnes' hand was still, then it slowly began to squeeze and caress. Chrissy scooted closer to Agnes as they continued caressing each other's breasts. Chrissy kept smiling at her and when Agnes returned her smile, Chrissy slowly leaned over and kissed her briefly before pulling away. "Ohhh...myyy...", Agnes sighed. Chrissy, seeing her approval, leaned over and kissed her again, holding it longer. Agnes was so nervous and hadn't been kissed in so long that she didn't respond to these kisses at first. But as Chrissy's hands awakened her body, she slowly responded back to the kiss. When Agnes felt Chrissy's hand touching her pussy, she jumped and pulled back, "No...I can't...you're just a child...I-I can't do this with you..." "Please Agnes...I want to..." "What would your parents think?", Agnes asked her. "They would want me to be safe and happy. I feel safe with you...and you're making me very happy." "It still feels...I mean, you're so young." "Am I making you feel good?", Chrissy asked her. "Well...yes...", Agnes replied uncertainly. "And you're making me feel good so let's just make each other feel good. Okay?..." Agnes nodded her head, "Okay." Chrissy's right hand gently rubbed the outside of Agnes' pussy, causing Agnes to jump again and as Chrissy continued to rub it gently, Agnes' face showed a range of expressions. First apprehension, then surprise, then pleasure. Her breathing deepened and she began moaning. As her legs parted, Chrissy's fingers reached inside. "Ohh...right there...", Agnes whispered, "Oh...oh...oh...oh..." Chrissy kept up a gentle pressure on her clit, causing Agnes to make almost a crying sound. Chrissy held her with her left arm as Agnes hugged her, whispering, "Oh...thank you...thank you...thank you so much..." "You're welcome", Chrissy told her. Agnes wiped her eyes, "I never thought it could feel that way." "Haven't you ever felt that way?", Chrissy asked her. "Yes, when me and Herb were intimate." "When was the last time that you and Herb were...?" Agnes thought for awhile, then said, "Well...I remember we had just finished watching President Reagan's inauguration on TV..." "So, a while ago, huh?", Chrissy asked, snickering. Agnes snickered herself, "Yes, a while ago." Agnes stared at Chrissy's body and Chrissy could tell that she really wanted to touch her, but was too embarrassed to ask. Chrissy said, "You can touch me if you want. You don't need to ask me." Agnes blushed as if she had been caught, then she looked down, "I'm sorry." "Why are you sorry?" Agnes kept looking down, "Because I do want to touch you. Not just touch you...but other things as well and..." She covered her face with her hands and tried to keep from crying. "Agnes?", Chrissy asked worriedly, "What's wrong?" "I feel so ashamed of myself for having these wicked thoughts about you", she said sadly. Chrissy hugged her and carefully her hands from her face, "Agnes, please don't be sad. I want you to have those thoughts. It wasn't wicked with your husband, was it?" Agnes shook her head. "See? It's not wicked. It can't be wicked if both of us want it", Chrissy placed Agnes' hand on her breast, "Please Agnes...please touch me." "You really want me to?", Agnes asked. "Yes." "It's been so long, that I've forgotten what to do." Chrissy told her, "There's no wrong way." Agnes thought for a while and then quietly asked, "Would it be okay...if I could kiss you...down there?" Chrissy smiled, "Of course. Let me stand up." Chrissy stood up on the bench and straddled Agnes' legs so that her pussy was right in front of Agnes' face. Agnes' eyes widened at the young pussy before her, "Oh my!..." Agnes looked up at Chrissy. Chrissy reassured her, "Go on. Do whatever you want to. I'm all yours." Agnes smiled slightly, then looked at the pussy before her. She touched it tenderly, over and over, exploring this oh-so-young pussy in front of her. She pulled the outer lips apart to gaze at the soft pinkness inside. She leaned forward and placed her lips upon it, deeply inhaling her aroma. Then she gave it a long, slow lick. Chrissy, watching this from above, trembled at the sheer eroticism of this elderly lady, who probably went to church every Sunday, fulfilling her most wicked desires...as well as Chrissy's. Agnes continued to lick, slowly at first, then faster. Having had three orgasms already, Chrissy knew she would not be able to cum, but this was so nice, she didn't mind at all. It did feel good, but that was not the reason why Chrissy was enjoying it. It was because Agnes wanted to do this so bad. So Chrissy stood there for several minutes while Agnes licked her repeatedly, stuck her gnarled fingers inside and culminated by rubbing her face against it, back and forth. When Agnes had her filled, she looked up and smiled at Chrissy, "Chrissy...I don't know how to thank you..." Chrissy hugged her, "You don't need to thank me. I wanted you to do that." When Chrissy pulled away, she slowly leaned and kissed her, lovingly and deeply. When they separated, they held each other for a long time, sometimes giving each other brief kisses or touching the other's body. Agnes spoke, "This is so wonderfully relaxing, I'm about to fall asleep. I really should get home, but I want you to know that I've had the most wonderful time. I...I would really like to see you again. Would you be able to come over to my house tomorrow afternoon?" Chrissy nodded, "Uh-huh" Agnes thought, "Now I'll be going to church in the morning with my neighbor, Tammy and then my oldest son and his family will be coming by to visit at about noon, but they never stay long, only about an hour. So, do you think you can come by at about one o'clock?" "Yes!", Chrissy replied excitedly. Agnes smiled, "Oh Chrissy...you've changed my life and have made me so happy. I can't wait to see you again." Agnes quickly gave Chrissy her address and then touched Chrissy's breast, "I wish you can come home with me tonight, but I know that you need to go home to your parent's", Agnes looked up at Chrissy, "But I'll be waiting for you tomorrow." "I'll see you tomorrow", Chrissy told her as she once again kissed Agnes. When they separated, Agnes stood up, wrapped her towel around her and hugged Chrissy, "Thank you, Chrissy...thank you so much." Chrissy told her, "Until tomorrow." They gave each other one last kiss and then Agnes left. Chrissy sat back on the bench. She didn't want to leave. It was too relaxing there and she wanted to reflect on these wonderful experiences that she had. After several minutes, she was feeling tired so she decided that it was time to go home. She left, went back down the stairs, glancing down only briefly into the darkness below, got dressed and left. As Chrissy left the building, she quickly glanced at the spot where she saw the two homeless men last night, but there was no one there. She quickly walked down the empty street and across a large empty parking lot of a shopping center. About fifty feet behind her, a man was steadily catching up to her. He had seen her walking alone and was following close behind. Chrissy heard his footsteps and turned around, seeing him. With her heart in her throat, she took off running as fast as she could as the man chased her. She glanced back every few seconds to see him slowly gaining on her. She was tiring out. Soon, she wouldn't have the energy to run anymore. She glanced back to see how close he was and she stopped. He was gone! She quickly glanced all around the vast, empty parking lot. He really was gone, but where?! There was no where for him to go and there were no cars or other objects to hide behind. It was like he had vanished into thin air. Feeling more scared than ever, Chrissy continued running across the parking lot. Her home was only a few minutes away. As she left the parking lot, she never saw the man's mutilated body as it fell from several hundred feet from above, splattering on the roof of the shopping center. It wasn't until Chrissy crawled through her bedroom window that she felt safe. The sudden appearance and disappearance of the man frightened Chrissy for a while, but then, after a while, she rationalized that she must have imagined the whole thing. After all, how could a man suddenly vanish? ***** Chrissy woke the next morning at a little before nine. As she was lying lazily in her bed, she suddenly remembered her other two mommies. She was supposed to be at their place at ten. Eagerly jumping out of bed, she quickly showered and got dressed. As she was about to head out the door, her mother asked her, "Where are you off to so early in the morning?" Her mother couldn't see Chrissy's face grimacing out of frustration. Chrissy turned around, "I was going over to Sandy's house for a while, then we were going to see a movie." "How long will you be gone?", her mother asked. Chrissy thought quickly. She was supposed to go to Agnes' house at one and she would stay for a few hours. "The movie will be over at four", she answered. "Okay." Chrissy ran out the door. She walked down the street till she got to Evergreen Terrace, then turned right on it. She checked the address numbers till she got to #742. She excitedly walked up to the door and knocked. After a while, the door was opened by the first woman from last night. She was wearing a robe and holding an infant in her arms and grinned broadly. "Hi Mommy!", she said enthusiastically in her baby voice. "Well, hello dear! Come on in!", she said happily, stepping away from the door. Chrissy walked in as the woman walked down the hall, telling her, "Let me put Joey down for his nap and then I can feed you." Chrissy waited in the living room for a moment and then Mommy came back, telling her, "Your other mommy will be here soon. You haven't had breakfast yet. You must be starving." "I'm really hungry Mommy!", Chrissy told her. Mommy laughed, "Okay, okay. Here, let me take your clothes off so you won't get any milk on them." Mommy first pulled Chrissy's shirt off and then she unclasped Chrissy's bra and slid her pants and panties down while she stood patiently. Then, Mommy sat on the couch and unfastened her robe, revealing her massive breasts, "Come here, honey and let Mommy feed you." Chrissy went to the couch and laid her head down in her lap. Mommy lifted her breast with one hand and drew Chrissy's head to it with the other hand. Chrissy opened her mouth as Mommy guided it to her nipple and then, Chrissy tasted the drops of sweet milk as she began to feed. Mommy stroked her cheek lovingly and began singing her a little lullaby, "If you go out in the woods today, you're sure of a big surprise... Today's the day the teddy bears have their picnic. Picnic time for teddy bears,... The little teddy bears are having a lovely time today." She trailed her hand down Chrissy's side and began to gently stroke her belly, as she continued singing. Chrissy smiled up at Mommy. "Such a precious baby," Mommy whispered, stroking her cheek. A few minutes later, the door opened and the other mommy came in. When she saw Chrissy feeding, she came over cooing, "Ooh...there's the little darling..." "I know", the first mommy said, "She's really hungry today." "Oh, then let me get ready", she replied, pulling off her dress, and then her bra and panties. When she was naked, she came over and sat down beside them. She stroked Chrissy's belly as she nursed. Shortly afterwards, Chrissy could feel the milk not coming out so she pulled the breast out of her mouth and looked up at her mommy. Mommy asked her, "Is it all gone?". Chrissy nodded sadly. "Are you still hungry?", Mommy asked. Chrissy again nodded sadly. "Okay", Mommy lifted her up and turned her around so she was laying on her other mommy's lap. Her other mommy held out her breast and placed her hand under Chrissy's head supporting it so Chrissy could take her breast into her mouth, "Here you go, sweetie...there, there...that's a good baby..." Her first mommy rubbed Chrissy's tummy and asked, "Have you ever seen such a hungry baby?" "My goodness...", her other mommy remarked. They continued to coo over her, what a cute baby she was and how hungry she was. Eventually, Chrissy was full and she pulled the breast out of her mouth. Mommy raised her up over her shoulder and patted her on the back until she burped. Mommy looked at Chrissy, "Oh, the poor dear looks tuckered out. I don't think she's had a nap today." Both mommies led Chrissy to the bedroom. First Mommy pulled back the blanket, "Come on, honey. It's time for your nap." Chrissy jumped into the bed and layed down. Both mommies kissed her on the cheek and when Chrissy saw that they were leaving, she cried out in her scared baby voice, "Don't leave me, Mommy! I want you to lay down with me." Both mommies looked at each other, smiling, one telling the other, "The little dear...Of course we will." They both came over and crawled into bed, one on each side of her. Chrissy beamed at both of her mommies in bed with her, saying, "I'm cold. Can you keep me warm?" Both mommies snuggled up to her, putting their arms around Chrissy and comforting her. Chrissy closed her eyes as she luxuriated in this heavenly feeling. There was nothing quite like it. A warm soft bed. Two very soft mommies enveloping her, keeping her warm and feeling oh-so-good. Two sets of hands gliding ever so lightly across her skin. 'Oh yea...', Chrissy felt the lust within her awakening, 'My mommies have fed me, they're keeping me warm and comfortable, and now...', she moaned softly, 'Now they want me to feel good...and GOD, does this feel good...' Their soft, soothing words and the tingling from their gliding hands against her skin caused her lust to build. "Oh Mommy...", she moaned, "That feels so good..." "It does?", Mommy asked. "Yes...sooo...gooood..." Chrissy felt one of her mommy's hands on her pussy, gently rubbing it in a circle. Her other mommy's hand gently tweaked her nipple. Chrissy felt her orgasm slowly build, causing her to pant and moan. "Baby...are you feeling good?", Mommy asked her. "Y-yes, Mommy...", she stammered, "S-s-so g-good..." Her arms and legs trembled and shook as her hips bucked up against her mommy's gently massaging hand. "That's it, baby...let it feel good...cum for Mommy...", both of her mommies encouraged her as she pressed her face into her mommy's breast and whimpered. "Oh, Mommy...y-y-yes Mommy...oh Mommy...OH MOMMYYYYYYYY...." Finally, Chrissy couldn't hold back anymore. Her legs went rigid and she grasped onto both of her mommies' bellies as her orgasm crashed within her. Her eyes tightly squeezed shut as her mouth opened wide, groaning out loud, "Huh...huh...huh...huh...huh...huh..." Oohing and aahing, her mommies hugged her, "Such a good baby...You had a big cummie." Chrissy kept panting as her orgasm faded away. Her mommies continued to rub her body and talk sweetly to her. When she was finally rested, she open her eyes sleepily and smiled at them. "Did you like your cummie?", her mommy asked. "Oh yes...It made me feel sooo good...." She yawned. "Oh, the little dear is so sleepy", Mommy remarked. She continued singing the lullaby as both mommies cradled her in their arms. To Chrissy, her mommies' large, soft bellies felt like pillows comforting her. Surrounded by all this softness, she soon drifted off to sleep. ***** About half an hour later, Chrissy woke up. She felt so relaxed, surrounded by all this softness. She layed there, feeling how soft her mommies' bellies were. Then she felt the urge to go to the bathroom, having not gone earlier that morning. Turning to one of her mommies, she said in her urgent baby voice, "Mommy...I hafta go potty!" "Oh goodness", Mommy remarked, "Well, let me get you a diaper." She got up off the bed and went to the changing table against the wall and pulled out a diaper. "Mommy?...", she called to the other mommy still in bed with Chrissy, "Can you bring the baby over to the changing table so I can put a diaper on her and then we can change her." The mommy still in bed with Chrissy helped her out of bed and brought her over to the changing table. They helped her lie down on her back on the changing table. One of them picked up her legs, bending them towards Chrissy's chest so that Mommy could slide the diaper underneath her bottom. Then Mommy lowered her legs back down and fastened the diaper. "There now...You're all set, precious...Can you give us a poopy?", Mommy asked. Chrissy squinched her face up as she strained. She felt her bladder let go suddenly as a large bowel movement came out of her. She felt more bowel movements coming out and so she pushed them out too. She felt the warm mass held in place against her skin. She opened her eyes and looked at her mommies with a relieved look. "Oh, I think she's done. Let's see if she gave us a poopy", Mommy said to the other. She opened up her diaper and lifted her legs back against Chrissy's chest. "Oh my goodness! What a big poopy you gave us!", Mommy told her proudly. Mommy pulled the diaper out from underneath her and admired the large mass of shit in it. "Here, Mommy, you clean her up while I add this to the rest in the tub." She carried the diaper out of the room, while her other mommy wiped her bottom. After Chrissy's bottom was clean, Mommy did not put a clean diaper on her, but instead helped her off the changing table, while her other mommy came back in, asking excitedly, "Would you like to play in your poopy pen?" "Oh yes, Mommy!", Chrissy clapped her hands as she wondered what her mommy was talking about. "Okay, let's go!", her mommy took her hand, leading her down the hall towards a door at the end. Chrissy became aware of the unmistakable odor of stale feces in the air, but it wasn't coming from the hallway. The closer they got to the door, the more the air reeked. Mommy opened the door. Instantly, the overpowering stench of feces hit her, but instead of being revolted, she relished it, breathing it in deeply. There was a stand-up shower to the right and straight ahead,...Chrissy's mouth dropped open in shock. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. It...defied every dream she ever had about being filthy. There was a large two-person bathtub against the far wall that was filled with several inches of feces, evidently from both mommies as well as their babies over the past year. After getting over her shock, Chrissy lit up like a Christmas tree. She had never seen so much shit! She briefly wondered why the hell these two women were saving their shit, but then again, she didn't care. Evidently, they were as much a fecalpheliac as she was. Mommy went over to turn on the shower, saying, "Let me get it nice and wet for you." She sprayed the surface of the feces with the shower to soften and moisten it, then she turned off the shower and kneeled down on the floor next to the tub, "Okay, it's ready!" Chrissy squealed with glee, running over and climbing in. As her feet sank in it, it felt like standing in wet, warm mud. She sat down, feeling herself slowly sinking down the thick sludge. She plunged her hands into it and brought up a huge glob. She looked at it, seeing the different textures and colors, the individual pieces from both mommies and their babies. She brought her nose to it, inhaling the foul odor, before smashing it into her face and rubbing it all over. She picked up another huge glob and placed it on her hair, rubbing it in and down onto her face and neck. This was a hundred times better than what she was able to do in her bathroom before. This was incredible! She had never seen this much shit before! An entire bathtub so she could literally bathe in it! Hardly able to contain herself, she plunged her hands in it over and over again, rubbing it all over her body, till it was covered with a thick coat. She picked up a large chunk and put it in her mouth and began chewing it, but her mommy told her, "No no, sweetheart. If we ate it, it would soon be all gone and then there would be no more poopy." Chrissy's face became sad, "But it's so yummy..." "I know", Mommy told her sympathetically, "but maybe Mommy will have some throw-uppy for you later." "Oooh...", Chrissy squealed, "I like throw-uppy!" "And you love your poopy pen, don't cha?", Mommy asked her. "Oh yes, Mommy", Chrissy responded cheerfully as she wiggled in the muck gleefully. Both mommies kneeled beside the tub, as they proceeded to scooped up feces and scrubbed Chrissy's body with them, in essence bathing her. This was how they bathed themselves and this was how they bathed their little baby. As they washed her, they sang a bath time song for each part of her body. So when they began washing her knees, they sang: "In the poopy pen, where we all pee, There's a little girl washing her knees, With a rub-a-dub here, and a rub-a-dub there, That's the way she washes her knees" And as they were washing her body, they sang: "In the poopy pen, where we all potty, There's a little girl washing her body, With a rub-a-dub here, and a rub-a-dub there, That's the way she washes her body" And that's how they bathed Chrissy, who was thoroughly enjoying this. She squealed and squirmed in the muck, just like a little baby. When she was completely 'clean', Mommy told her, "Okay, you're all clean. Let's wash you off now." They helped her stand up, then they turned on the shower in the tub so they could rinse off most of the shit back into the bathtub. Then they turned off the shower and helped Chrissy step out of the tub. They walked her over to the stand-up shower, leaving a trail of brown chunks falling off of her feet along the floor. In the shower, they washed and scrubbed the remaining feces off her body. To get it all off, it took lots of scrubbing as she slowly turned about and spread her butt cheeks apart and raised her arms so they could wash it out of her armpits. The second mommy said to the first, "Well, I have to go pick up Joseph", she kissed Chrissy, "I'll see you later, my little munchkin." Remembering her appointment with Agnes, Chrissy told them, "I need to go too." Both mommies hugged and kissed her, telling her how much they'll miss her. She went to the living room to get dressed. Then she gave both of her mommies one last kiss and left. ***** She checked her cell phone for the time. It was 12:35 and it would take her about twenty minutes to get to Agnes' house. As she walked she kept reminiscing about the mind-blowing time that she had with her mommies. Being nursed, being thought of as a baby and an entire bathtub filled with shit! How much better could it get! She was going to go back there as much as she could and although she hated to leave, she really wanted to be with Agnes also as she eagerly hastened in her walk to her house. Chrissy walked along a few neighborhood streets until she came to her house. She checked the driveway to see if her oldest son and his family might still be there, but she only saw one car, probably Agnes'. She went up to the door and rang the doorbell. A few seconds later, Agnes opened the door and when she saw Chrissy, her face broke out into a huge smile, "Chrissy, please come in!", opening the door wider so that Chrissy could come inside, "My oldest son brought his family and we had a lovely visit, but I kept thinking about you and for a little bit, I became worried that you might not come." "Nonsense, Agnes", Chrissy hugged her, "I couldn't wait!" Agnes hugged her back, "I so glad that you came." Agnes was wearing a blue, knee-length dress with a flower pattern. As they walked through the living room, Agnes pointed out her children in the pictures on the mantel above the fireplace, "This is my oldest son, Larry. He just turned 53 a few weeks ago. This is his wife and children", she pointed to a older woman and two men and a woman who were in their late twenties. She showed Chrissy her daughter, with her family, and her youngest son with his family. Agnes' children were all in their early fifties, her grandchildren were in their twenties and her several great-grand children ranged from in age from six months to three years old. Agnes then led her throughout the house, showing Chrissy other mementos and finally, she showed Chrissy some portraits, hanging on the wall, "This is my husband, Herb. He was such a wonderful man...I really miss him..." Chrissy could see that she still felt his loss. Then Agnes said, "I forgot to ask if you wanted anything to drink." "That's okay. I'm not thirsty", Chrissy told her, thinking back to all the milk she drank. For a while Agnes and Chrissy stood there, neither of them speaking. Chrissy got the impression that Agnes was nervous and hesitant about having sex. "Agnes?", she asked. "Yes?" "Are you nervous about me being here?" "No, of course not. I'm glad you're here." Chrissy said, "It just seems you're a little nervous", then she asked quietly, "Are you nervous about having sex with me?" Agnes was silent, looking down at the floor, "Yes", she said quietly. Chrissy said to her, "I know you're nervous, that this is all new to you. But, I want you to be comfortable and if you don't want to do anything, we won't." Agnes kept looking at the floor, "You're so sweet. I do want to...but then, I think of my children and my grandchildren. What would they think of me doing...these vile things to a innocent girl still in high school? I keep seeing myself as a horrible old woman." "You're not a horrible old woman. You're a human being that has desires just like everyone else. And these desires aren't evil. They make you feel good...and they make me feel good. That's all we're doing, making each other feel good." Agnes looked up at Chrissy and smiled meekly, "I never thought of it that way. Maybe...I really enjoyed being with you last night. You made me feel...", she paused, then said, "I miss being intimate." Chrissy took her hand, "Let's feel that way again." Agnes nodded, "Okay." Agnes led her down the hall to her bedroom. Chrissy looked at the photographs and the figurines on the chest of drawers and the four poster bed. "This is beautiful", she told Agnes. "Thank you", Agnes replied. She stared at Chrissy, asking, "What do we do now?" Chrissy led her to the bed and they both sat on the edge, "Let's start off slowly, just kissing. Would that be okay?" Agnes nodded, "I would like that." Chrissy smiled as she leaned in slowly and kissed her gently. Chrissy wrapped her arms gently around Agnes while continuing to kiss her. She felt Agnes responding to her kissing and also felt Agnes' arms wrapping around her. They both began to warm up to each other, their excitement growing. "How was that?", Chrissy asked. "Oh, that was...so wonderful", Agnes told her excitedly, "Can we do that again?" "Of course!", Chrissy replied cheerfully. She leaned forward and kissed Agnes again. They embraced each other, as they felt their excitement growing ever stronger. When they pulled away, they both were breathing harder. "I think I'm ready now", Agnes told her. She stood up and reached behind her to unzip her dress, stepping out of it and hanging it on the back of a chair. As she took her slip off, Chrissy pulled her T-shirt off and pulled her pants down. They each took off their bra and panties, and faced each other naked. Once again, Chrissy admired Agnes' drooping, deflated breasts and her wrinkled skin. "Your body is so beautiful", Agnes told Chrissy. "So's yours", Chrissy replied. "You're teasing me again." "No, I'm not", Chrissy walked over to her and caressed her sagging breasts. She leaned close and kissed Agnes, her hands reaching around and feeling Agnes' wrinkled bottom. When Chrissy pulled back, Agnes said, "I'm starting to believe you." Agnes' eyes glanced down to Chrissy's breasts. Chrissy smiled and asked quietly, "What would you like to do?" Agnes eyes brightened as she asked, "Can I kiss you...", then she whispered, "...down there?" "Yes." Chrissy pulled back the blanket on the bed and got on the bed. She layed on her back with her legs bent and spread widely apart. Agnes slowly got on the bed too and layed down by Chrissy's pussy. Being so close to a naked teenage girl's exposed pussy caused Agnes to blush furiously, "Oh my...." She reached out slowly and touched it, scarcely believing that this was real and actually happening to her. Agnes traced her finger along the outside of Chrissy's outer lips and then pressed her finger inside. As Chrissy watched her, she was so reserved and uncertain, like a child herself. "Oh my...", she muttered in wonder again and then whispering, "I wanted to do this for so long..." "Here I am, Agnes", Chrissy told her, "I'm all yours." "All mine...", Agnes repeated absentmindedly as she lowered her head down and gently pressed her lips to Chrissy's pussy. She kissed it again and again, each time, holding it longer till finally, she kept her mouth on it, not really licking it, but sort of a clumsy, sloppy mix of gumming and licking. She had no idea what to do, but Chrissy didn't care. Just watching Agnes wildly enjoying herself was getting Chrissy off. After several minutes of watching, Chrissy reached down and rubbed her clit. Within minutes, she could feel herself cumming, "A-Agnes...I-I'm cumming..." Agnes pulled back to watch as Chrissy's face winced and she squealed as her orgasm exploded within her. She kept rubbing, prolonging it as she kept crying out loud. Finally, it was gone and she layed back panting. Agnes crawled up beside her, "Oh Chrissy, that was the most wonderful thing I've ever seen." Chrissy was still resting as she opened her eyes and smiled at Agnes, "Now, I'll do that to you." "Oh no, Chrissy! I don't know if I can take it." "Think how good it felt last night. Wouldn't you like to feel that again?" Agnes smiled meekly. Chrissy sat up and told Agnes, "Okay, lie back and spread your legs." Agnes did as Chrissy layed down in front of her pussy. Agnes' pussy was partly open from having three children and very wrinkled, but to Chrissy, it was the most beautiful thing in the world and she wanted to make Agnes the happiest woman in the world. She leaned forward, licking all along the outside along her outer lips, warming Agnes up. Glancing up, she saw Agnes peering at her in surprise. Smiling back, Chrissy ran her tongue a few more times along her outer lips then dipped her tongue inside. Agnes was the only woman that Chrissy was gentle and loving with. With Agnes, it was about love and tenderness, not just pure sex. As she tenderly licked her pussy, her hands slid along Agnes' body to hold her hands, reassuring her. Her breath coming in gasps, Agnes held tight to Chrissy's hands as Chrissy's mouth awaken sensations that she hadn't felt in decades. At first, it felt nice, like a massage, then she began to feel something. It felt really good and it kept getting stronger. Her breathing became heavier and then the feeling seemed to become too much, almost painful. She cried out as this overwhelming feeling took over her senses, "Uh...uh...uh...Chr-CHRRRIIIISSSSYYYYYyyyy....." As Agnes' orgasm subsided, Chrissy gently kissed her pussy. Chrissy remained there between her thighs, gently licking and touching her wrinkled pussy, bringing Agnes still more milder orgasms. Agnes could only lay there completely relaxed and exhausted as this young girl made her feel so good. Although she almost considered it blasphemous, she had to admit that she was enjoying the love that Chrissy was giving to her more than her husband's. She couldn't move or speak, only pant and moan as this sweet girl brought her such joy. Chrissy continued to gently touch Agnes with her finger and tongue, being rewarded and encouraged by Agnes' moaning and occasionally calling her name and saying "Thank you". Chrissy felt like a loving mother tending to her baby, wanting to give it love and happiness. After half an hour, she crawled up beside Agnes, reached down and pulled the blanket over them. Then she wrapped her arms around Agnes, holding her close. She gently kissed the back of her neck as she rested. At her bathroom, she wanted to be punished. At Midtown Spa, she wanted to be used by hordes of women. At her two mommies' house, she wanted to be a baby, but here, with Agnes, there was no punishment, filth or bizarre relationships. There was only love and tenderness, and it was more arousing than anything else she had done. Here, she saw herself as Agnes' companion, her spouse even. They were married, and Agnes' children and grandchildren were hers as well. Strange as it seemed to be married to a 76 year old woman with great-grand children, it was the most arousing feeling. After Agnes recovered, she turned on her side, facing Chrissy so they could kiss and stare into each other's eyes as they continued to cuddle together. Agnes sighed, "Oh Chrissy, that felt so nice." "Your welcome", Chrissy said, kissing her. She snuggled against Agnes, running her hands over her body. As her hand came to Agnes' bottom, she pressed her fingers gently into her crack. "What are you doing?", Agnes asked her. "I want to touch your butthole." "Why would you want to do that?" "Well, I like to and I think it will feel good to you to", Chrissy told her as her fingers felt inside Agnes' warm crack until she found her tight hole. Pressing on it lightly, she asked, "Does this feel good?" Agnes' eyes widened as she felt this new feeling that she had never felt before, "It feels strange", then she smiled at Chrissy, "but nice." Chrissy pulled her finger out, put it in her mouth to wet it, then stuck back in Agnes' bottom, gently pressing it in. Agnes' eyes stared straight ahead as she felt Chrissy's finger pressing inside her. "There, I'm all in", Chrissy told her. Her finger gently moved around inside her bottom as she kissed Agnes. As she felt Chrissy's finger moving inside her, Agnes wrapped her arms tightly around Chrissy as they continued to kiss. Chrissy pulled away, taking one of Agnes' breasts and sucking on it. "Oh Chrissy...", she moaned. Chrissy smiled at knowing how happy she was making Agnes. After she was done, she asked, "Would you like to suck mine?" "Oh yes...", Agnes moaned. Chrissy leaned over her so that her breasts were brushing against Agnes' mouth. Agnes opened her mouth and began licking Chrissy's nipple. Chrissy couldn't stop looking at Agnes energetic efforts in her sucking. "Agnes...", Chrissy moaned. When Agnes was through, they snuggled together, occasionally kissing and touching, and enjoying being together. Agnes let out a long sighed, "This is so nice." After a long time, Chrissy looked at the clock. 3:37. She told her mom she would be back at 4:00. Chrissy sighed. More than any of the other things that she had done since Friday night, she enjoyed her time with Agnes the most. Her two mommies being a close second. As she was thinking of these things, Agnes looked at the clock as well and became startled, sitting up, "Oh my goodness! It's almost four o'clock. My neighbor, Betty will be here in a little bit. I'm sorry Chrissy. I really want you to stay, but I can't let her see you here. Please understand..." Chrissy sat up and took her hands, "Agnes, it's okay. I understand. My mom is expecting me back anyways." Agnes looked at her sadly, "I don't want you to go. You've...done so much for me, but...", her face winced as if she might cry, "I have my life with my family and friends and they just wouldn't understand." Chrissy hugged her, "I know. My parents wouldn't understand either. Please don't be upset by it. I want you to be happy." Agnes hugged her back, "I'm so glad I met you, Chrissy. I'll miss you." "I'll miss you too." They pulled away and then kissed with every fiber of their love for each other. When they pulled away, Chrissy wiped a tear from her eye. "Come on dear", Agnes whispered, "Let's get dressed." They got off the bed and reluctantly put their clothes back on, each regretting the other covering their nakedness. When they were both dressed, Agnes took Chrissy's hand and they went to the front door. "You have school...and my children and grandchildren visit so often, the only time that I know for sure you can come back will be next Saturday night", Agnes said. Chrissy nodded. Then, after giving each other one final kiss, Chrissy opened the door, waved goodbye and left. Chrissy walked home, remembering the wonderful times she had with her two mommies and Agnes. It was hard to believe that so much happened just during this weekend. She didn't know how she was going to make it through the week till next weekend. ***** Monday morning. Chrissy's alarm went off, waking her up. She stretched her arms and opened her eyes. She felt her full bladder and the urge to shit. Getting out of bed, she went to her bathroom and pulled the stained tupperware out from beneath the sink and laid it on the floor. She pulled off her T-shirt and panties, then squatted over the bowl, making sure to press it against her skin so that none of her pee would splash out. Soon, a strong stream of pee erupted from her vulva, filling the bowl a quarter of the way. As she peed, she felt a large piece of shit slowly push itself out of her anus and fall into the bowl with a splash. A second smaller piece also came out, falling on top of the first one. When she was done, Chrissy wiped herself, then proceeded to carry the bowl of her shit and pee back to her room. Sitting at her desk, she opened her laptop to check her emails. As she clicked on various emails, she used the fork to cut off a small piece of the shit, swished it around in the pee before putting it in her mouth, chewing it and then swallowing. Still reading, she cut off another piece, swished it around in the pee to soften it up and ate it also. She continued eating until all of the shit was gone. The pee, still in the bowl, had some small pieces of shit floating in it. She raised the bowl to her lips and emptied it, gulping it down. After thoroughly brushing her teeth, she got ready and went to school. At school, it was like any other day. Chrissy, Kelly and Sandy were still snobby bitches. Kelly and Sandy, because they really were bitches; Chrissy, because she needed a reason to punish herself later at home. They continued in their usual treatment of the dregs. Chrissy tripped the new girl, Karen, causing her to sprawl out flat on the floor to the thunderous laughter of the other kids in the cafeteria. After lunch, she had geometry. As she walked in, she saw the teacher, Ms Deets and suddenly remembered herself kneeling on the floor of Midtown Spa's sauna, her tongue in Ms Deets' ass. She stared at Ms Deets intensely as she took her seat. She had never really paid much attention to Ms Deets before when Chrissy considered her an unattractive, boring woman, but she was definitely paying attention now that she was a lesbian ass-freak. Class began, but she couldn't focus on the lesson, all Chrissy saw was Ms Deets naked, eagerly violating her before asking Chrissy to eat her ass. After class ended, Chrissy still had two more classes. She wanted to talk with Ms Deets so bad, to confront her and tell her that it was her, one of her own students that she had fucked three nights ago. The last two classes dragged on. Chrissy thought about what she would say to Ms Deets. She wanted her to know that she wanted to continue what they did Friday night, but she didn't want Ms Deets to think she was going to get her in trouble. Finally, the last bell rung. Instead of going to her locker and then hitching a ride with Kelly and Sandy, she had told them that she was going to the library to study and not to wait for her. Then she went to Ms Deets room. Peeking in to see if she was alone, she went in. "Hi uh...Ms Deets." "Hello Chrissy. What can I do for you?" "I wanted to talk to you about something. It's kinda personal. Can I talk to you in private?" Ms Deets looked at her suspiciously, "Uh, sure." She was a geometry teacher, not a counselor. No student had ever wanted to confide in her before and she couldn't imagine why one would now. Ms Deets went and closed the door and as she went back to her desk, she saw that Chrissy looked nervous. Whatever it was, she was clearly worried about it. Ms Deets leaned against her desk, waiting for Chrissy to speak. When Chrissy had learned that Ms Deets was a sex pervert, Chrissy was so excited and couldn't wait to see her again. But now, in her classroom, seeing Ms Deets as a professional teacher, Chrissy almost lost her nerve. She didn't know where to begin. It was illegal for Chrissy to have been at the spa in the first place, not to mention she didn't want to scare Ms Deets or have her think she was blackmailing her. She looked down at the floor and hesitated, not knowing what to say. "Well, what is it?", Ms Deets asked cheerfully. Chrissy, still looking at the floor, took a deep breath, then said, "I...I was..." Ms Deets leaned forward expectantly, "Yes...?" "I need to tell you something...but I don't want you to be scared." Ms Deets' face grew serious, "Why would I be scared?" Chrissy paused, then said quietly, "Because I was at Midtown Spa Friday night." Ms Deets' face changed from serious to horrified as Chrissy continued, "I was the young girl in the sauna that you and the other three women were having sex with." Ms Deets' hands flew up to her face as her eyes grew big and she gasped. Chrissy quickly looked up at her and said, "Don't worry! I'm not going to tell anyone..." Ms Deets kept her hands covering her face, as she muttered, "OhmyGod!OhmyGod!OhmyGod!...Chrissy, I swear I didn't know!...I didn't know it was you!" Chrissy walked over to her, "Ms Deets! It's okay! I won't tell anyone." "You got to believe me, Chrissy! I didn't know!", she begged "Ms Deets, it's okay. I liked it. I want to do it again" Ms Deets looked at her, "You want to...what?" "I want to have sex with you", Chrissy quietly told her. Ms Deets stared at her for a while, then whispered slowly, "You want to have *sex* with me?", mouthing the word, 'sex'. Chrissy nodded. Ms Deets couldn't believe what she was hearing, "Why?!" Chrissy smiled meekly, "I...really liked how you made me feel Friday night. I want to do it again", she paused then asked, "Do you want to...?" Ms Deets looked at her, still horror-stricken from the enormity of it, then she slowly lowered her hands, "Chrissy...I could lose my job...be arrested..." "I would never tell anyone. I don't want anyone to find out just as much as you don't", Chrissy assured her. Ms Deets didn't say anything so Chrissy told her, "You made me feel so good. I just want to continue." Ms Deets still didn't say anything. Chrissy was starting to regret bringing this up. She didn't want to scare or hurt her, she just wanted to.... "Yes", Ms Deets said so softly, Chrissy almost didn't hear her. "What?", Chrissy asked. Ms Deets looked down, "Yes. I would like that too." Chrissy perked up, "Really?" Ms Deets looked at her, "You liked it when we were...?" Chrissy smiled, "Ya'll made me cum, remember?" Ms Deets snorted embarrassingly, then asked, "And you want to do it with me again? Chrissy smiled shyly and nodded. Then Ms Deets asked, "Why were you there in the first place?!" Chrissy paused, then said, "I like older women. So when I found out about that place, I snuck out of my parent's house and went over there." "How did you get in?" "The clerk just let me in." Ms Deets was silent, thinking for a moment of all this. She desperately wanted to have sex with Chrissy. After all, she was a hot fifteen year old girl. Who wouldn't want to have sex with her?! But what if she were caught? She ask, "Chrissy, I can't be seen with you. Could I pick you up down the street and then we could go to my house?" "Yea!", Chrissy answered excitedly. "And you really want to do this...with me?", still in disbelief, "What about your parents?" "My parents are used to me getting in late...and yes, I definitely want to do it with you, if it's okay." Ms Deets snorted again nervously, "Oh, it's more than okay. Okay, I'll pick you up at the corner." "Okay", Chrissy headed towards the door, "I'll see you in a few." Chrissy left and quickly walked outside and down the street towards the intersection that Ms Deets would pick her up at. By the time she got there, Ms Deets pulled up and she got in. As Ms Deets drove off, she looked over at Chrissy, "I still can't believe that was you at the spa." Chrissy smiled, "I couldn't believe that was you with your finger in my ass. You know, I lost my virginity to you." Ms Deets' eyes and mouth dropped open for a second before she smiled shyly, then asked, "What did you do after I left?" "I couldn't find my towel and I still wanted to check out the maze, so I walked out naked and went down into the maze", Chrissy told her. Ms Deets' eyes widened, "You walked out completely naked and then went down into that creepy maze...naked?!", she repeated in awe. "Yea. About a couple of dozen women followed me down." "I'll bet! A hot, teenage girl walking around completely naked. Every women in the place would want a piece of that", Ms Deets' giggled nervously. "Have you ever been down there? The maze, I mean?", Chrissy asked her. "Once, I tried going down there...but it got so creepy, that I freaked out and quickly left. There's something weird about it. I just hang out at the hot tub or the sauna", she answered. She turned and looked at Chrissy till Chrissy said, "What?!" Ms Deets smirked, "I just can't believe that you want to do this...that we're going to do this." "I know", Chrissy agreed, "I didn't know if you would want to, but I'm glad you did." They pulled up to Ms Deets' house and went inside. Ms Deets laid her purse down on the table and then came over and took Chrissy's hand, leading her to the bedroom. Ms Deets stopped at the foot of the bed and slid her hands along Chrissy's thighs before sliding them up to caress her breasts. Then she quickly pulled up Chrissy's blouse off, and her short skirt and panties down. As Chrissy stepped out of them and unclasped her bra, Ms Deets quickly pulled off her own blouse and shucked off her slacks and panties before quickly reaching behind to unclasp her bra. They admired each other's bodies, each thinking how they never thought they would see the other naked. Ms Deets' eyes had a wild, frenzied look as she ran her hands all over Chrissy's body. Reaching behind Chrissy to grasp her ass, Ms Deets asked her nervously, "Would it be okay...if I could...spank you?" Chrissy gasped. Her teacher wanted to spank her! Oh, this was too good! Before, at home, she used to spank herself. But, it wasn't the same as someone else doing it. She had always wanted someone else to do it, but she didn't know anyone she could trust. "Y-yes!", she gushed, looking back at Ms Deets with wide open eyes, "I would love that!" She bent over the bed, presenting her ass to her teacher. Ms Deets looked as happy and excited as Chrissy was as she stood up and ran her hand on Chrissy's ass. Then she drew back her hand and swatted Chrissy's ass with a loud SMACK. Chrissy jumped a little at the sharp sting. Oh, that felt glorious! Then Ms Deets swatted her again with a loud SMACK, causing Chrissy to jump again. Chrissy loved the sharp stinging pain. SMACK She had been such a bad girl today. SMACK Looking back, she asked, "Can you do it harder?" Ms Deets grinned happily as she didn't hold back, instead flailing the tender ass before her, SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK. After a few minutes, Ms Deets stopped and told Chrissy, "God, I've wanted to do that for so long! You like being spanked?!" Chrissy turned around and sat on the bed, nodding her head. "I kinda like...punishing myself. That's why I'm such a bitch at school. It's so I can punish myself later at home "All those horrible things you do...is because you want to punish yourself?!", she said in amazement. Then she smiled, "It sounds like you're a masochist." Chrissy nodded in agreement, "Yea. I know it sounds weird, but I love the pain and being punished. Please don't think I'm some sort of sick pervert. It's just...what I like." "I don't", Ms Deets assured her, "I'm the same way, except I like to do the punishing." "Really?!", Chrissy asked incredulously, "I never would have guessed that about you." "I never would have guessed you're a masochist", Ms Deets replied back, "How do you punish yourself at home?" "At first, I spanked myself with a ping pong paddle, then I used one of those electric bug zappers that's shaped like a tennis racket, but now...." Chrissy suddenly stopped talking as she realized she was saying too much. "What?", Ms Deets asked her when she saw Chrissy suddenly stop talking. Chrissy warned her, "I can't tell you. It's really embarrassing...and gross." That only intrigued Ms Deets more, "Please tell me, Chrissy. I won't tell anyone. This is all between us." "Promise you won't tell anyone? It's so disgusting. I would die if anyone were to find out." "Chrissy, you can trust me. I'm trusting you not to report me to the police for having sex with you. And I assure you, I won't be grossed out." Chrissy looked at her nervously, then looked down as she covered her face with her hands, "Oh, I can't believe I'm going to tell you this...Okay, everyday, when school gets out, I take a bunch of laxatives. Then when I get home, I go in my bathroom and wait for it to come out and after it comes out, I...", she paused. "What?", Ms Deets whispered. This was turning her on so much. "I stick my face in the toilet and smear m own shit all over my face and hair and I even eat it." She looked up at Ms Deets, expecting her to be horrified. Ms Deets' eyes and mouth were wide open in shock. "Oh, I knew I shouldn't have told you! Please don't tell anyone!", Chrissy begged. Ms Deets took Chrissy's hands, "Chrissy...it's okay. I'm not going to tell anyone. I'm not disgusted...I'm just rather surprised. I mean I never, NEVER would have guessed that you, of all people, would do that." "I know. No one knows. Did it gross you out too much?", Chrissy asked. "Ohhh nooo...believe me, I have never been turned on so much as I am now." "You are? You like that too?!", Chrissy asked Ms Deets smiled, "Ohh yes. Well, I'm kinda the opposite of you. Instead of wanting it done to myself, I like to do it to others." "You mean...you like to go to the bathroom on people?" Ms Deets nodded, "Surprised?" Chrissy was surprised, but more so, she was becoming as aroused as her teacher. "Wow...I can't believe that", she giggled in amazement. Ms Deets continued, "I actually belong to a kind of club. Since you like being spanked and being dirty, maybe you would like to come with me tomorrow." "What kind of club is it?" "It's a BDSM club." "You mean like being tied up and whipped?", Chrissy asked excitedly. Ms Deets nodded, "Plus toilet activities like what you do. Our club is called The Ranch. It's a ranch about fifteen minutes from here. It's about slaves obeying their masters and being dirty, degraded and experiencing pain. Each master, including me, has her own slave. Our slaves are for us to use however, whenever and for whatever we want. We degrade them, use them as a toilet, and punish them when they disobey. If you want to be our slave, you do as we say or be punished and only speak when you're spoken to, answering, 'Yes Governess.' If you are interested, I can take you over there after school tomorrow." Chrissy was just bubbling over with excitement, "OhmyGod! That sounds so awesome!" "I must warn you. It is not your run-of-the-mill kinky club, like in that idiotic book, *Fifty Shades of Grey*. It is brutal and painful. We don't do anything harmful or unsafe, but you must like pain. Are you absolutely sure that you won't regret it? "I'm sure", Chrissy told her. "What about your parents?" "I'll tell them I joined an after-school club that meets for a few hours everyday after school", Chrissy told her breathlessly. Ms Deets warned her, "You understand, you can't tell anyone anything about this club. It's not illegal in itself, but you being there is illegal and I could lose my job if the school were to find out about me being there." "Believe me, I won't." "Good", Ms Deets leered at her, "Now how bout you eat my pussy." She scooted back on the bed and Chrissy followed her. She spread her legs as Chrissy moved down. Not one for tender, delicate kisses, Chrissy roughly shoved her whole face in, rubbing her teacher's pussy juice all over her face. "Oh shit!...", Ms Deets moaned, grasping Chrissy's head with both hands and holding it against her pussy. Chrissy shoved her tongue in as far as it would go and lapped hungrily until Ms Deets pulled her legs back, "Eat my ass, Chrissy!" Chrissy attacked her ass with just as much frenzy, spreading her butt cheeks and rubbing her face against her butt hole before thrusting her tongue in. The fact that it was her teacher's ass that she shit out of fueled her fire as she licked frantically. Eventually, Ms Deets raised Chrissy's head to her clit, holding it tight as she came loudly, "Ohhh...Ohhh... Ohhh...Ohhh...." She roughly held Chrissy's face tight against her pussy while vigorously rubbing against her. After resting for a few seconds, Ms Deets asked Chrissy, "Is it okay if I fuck you in the ass?" Chrissy lit up, "Yea!" "And there's something else. Since you said that you love pain, I was wondering if I could shock you with my electric bug zapper", Ms Deets asked hesitantly. "You have one too?!", Chrissy asked excitedly, "I use mine all the time!" Ms Deets said, "Well, since you know what it's like, I would really like to use it on you." "Okay", Chrissy said. Ms Deets got off the bed and went to her closet where she pulled out a strap-on dildo and stepped into it, sliding it up to her crotch and tightening the straps. Then she reached down on the floor and pulled out her tennis racket-shaped bug zapper. Carrying it to the bed with the 8 inch dildo swinging between her legs, she grabbed a rubber band from the drawer of her night stand and wrapped it around the tennis racket handle, so that the button was held down. "If it hurts too much, tell me to stop", Ms Deets asked her, "Okay, get on your hands and knees", she told Chrissy. As Chrissy did, Ms Deets laid the electric bug zapper down on the bed just in front of Chrissy's hands. Chrissy looked at it, knowing that it was live as Ms Deets pulled out some lube and squirted out a dollop onto her hand and rubbed it all over the dildo, then smeared the rest on Chrissy's ass hole. Taking hold of the dildo in her hands, she pressed it against the puckered orifice before her. Chrissy's eyes widened at the large intruder forcing it's way into her. Wincing in pain, she felt it suddenly go in as her butt cheeks instinctively clenched at feeling her rectum being completely filled. Groaning, Chrissy closed her eyes, then she felt Ms Deets vigorously thrusting into her causing her to grunt in pain, "Uh...uh...uh...uh...uh..." Then she felt Ms Deets laying her weight on top of her, trying to push her down. Her arms began wobbling as Ms Deets pressed down upon her. Looking at the electric bug zapper in front of her hands, she understood what Ms Deets was trying to do. She tried to resist, to hold herself up, but Ms Deets' weight slowly forced her down, until her nipples touched the electric grid. There was a loud POW and an intense pain bit her nipples. Crying out, she tried to jerk back, but she couldn't and her agonizingly slow descent continued despite her struggles. Finally her arms gave out and she fell onto it. POW POW POW POW POW Chrissy cried out as her breasts felt as if they were being stabbed repeatedly. She struggled to raise herself and Ms Deets pulled herself off and lifted Chrissy up. Ms Deets apologized, "I sorry", but Chrissy quickly told her, "Don't stop. I'm okay. Keep going. If I want you to stop, I'll tell you." "Okay." Ms Deets laid back down on top of Chrissy. Chrissy tried to hold herself up, but Ms Deets thrusting into her ass slowly pushed her down. Chrissy watched as her breasts kept lowering until the nipples were just above it. Then Ms Deets pulled her arms out from under her, causing her to fall fully upon the electric bug zapper. POW POW POW POW POW. Chrissy kept crying out as tears came to her eyes. Her breasts burned, as she continued to wail and squirm under the pain wracking her breasts as Ms Deets held her down and rammed the dildo into her ass. POW POW POW POW POW. Ms Deets vigorously fucked Chrissy. Ms Deets had wanted to punish her for her bullying at school so bad and now that she had this little bully in her hands, she was going to punish her thoroughly. Watching Chrissy jerk and scream in pain roused Ms Deets' desire still further to inflict pain on her. Finally, she couldn't hold back any more as her orgasm seized her, "UUUUUUHHHHHHH...." With Chrissy still jerking and crying out, Ms Deets quickly rolled off of her and pulled her off the electric bug zapper. "Chrissy, are you okay?" Panting and still crying, Chrissy nodded her head. Ms Deets held her, "I didn't mean to hurt you too bad." Chrissy stammered through her sobs, "I'm okay...really..." "You sure?", Ms Deets looked at her breasts. They seem fine, just a little red. "Did it hurt too much?" "It hurt a lot, but not too much. I really liked it." They both rested, while Chrissy's sobbing gradually subsided. Then Ms Deets looked at the clock and saw it was after five. "Chrissy, it's getting late. I better take you home." Chrissy got up and they both got dressed, then Ms Deets dropped her off a little ways from her house so her parents wouldn't see. "Tomorrow, meet me at that intersection where I picked you up and I'll take you to The Ranch." "Okay", Chrissy replied before getting out and waving goodbye. She started walking to her house, imagining what it would be like at The Ranch. As she walked along, she noticed a large stage being set up at the park that she was walking by. Wondering what was going on, she saw a billboard stating a music show by some band she never heard of. It would be tonight from 7 PM to 11 PM. Then she saw the Porta Potties...and her eyebrows shot up. The wildest idea was coming to her...What if she were inside one of those Porta Potties?! Judging from the size of the stage and preparations, there would be a lot of people at this show, maybe thousands. Thousands of people drinking beer and eating greasy snacks. Thousands of people who would be needing to use the Porta Potties. For four hours. This was too good to pass up. Her eyes began to glaze over as she thought of it, but she quickly came to. There were problems. A lot of problems. How would she get in and out without being seen? What about her clothes? Most importantly, what about her parents? Despite these problems, she had to do this. After all, there would be *thousands *of people. Peeing and shitting in the Porta Potties. There was no way she was going to let an opportunity like this pass by. She began to scheme. How would she get in? She would come here just before it started and sneak inside the Porta Potty. If someone saw her, they would think she just needed to use the bathroom. How would she get out? She would wait till the concert was over and the people were gone, then she would leave. There was no fence. She could easily leave. And it would be dark and hard for anyone to see her. What about her clothes? Whatever clothes she would wear would have to cover the shit on her and would have to be thrown away. So, she would wear a sweater, jeans and flip flops. No underwear. What purpose would it serve anyways? But, she would have to be naked inside the Porta Potty and so, where would she put her clothes? She would put them inside a grocery bag and bring it inside the tank with her and hang it up, out of the filth. Finally, what about her parents? She would tell them the truth; that she's going to the concert and won't be back until after eleven, long after they're asleep. She had to wait till they were asleep because she would have to get back inside the house by crawling naked through her bedroom window. She would be covered in shit so she would hose herself off outside and throw her filthy clothes away. Seeing that this might actually be feasible, she walked home quickly, excited about what was to come. ***** When she got home, she told her parents that she would be going to the concert and would be home after eleven, after they were asleep. They were used to her waking up in time to go to school, so they were fine with her going to the concert. She also told them that she would be staying after school for a few hours tomorrow. She got a grocery bag, an old sweater, jeans and flip-flops that she wouldn't mind throwing away. No wallet, phone or house key. They would just get ruined and she would be coming in through the window, not the front door. She unlocked her window. There was still an hour and a half before the concert. "Now, I have to wait", she muttered exasperatingly. One of the reasons that she had to wait is so that it would be dark enough so that she wouldn't be easily noticed slipping into the Porta Potty. She was about to eat dinner with her folks, but then she remembered there would be plenty for her to eat in the Porta Potty, so she told them she would get something to eat at the concert. By the time she finished her homework, it was seven. She got dressed and left the house. The early evening was still hot, thanks to the August heat. As she approached the park, she saw a crowd of people already at the park and others still arriving. She smiled as she saw that she was right. There were going to be thousands of people there. Walking up to the three Porta Potties, she quickly looked around to make sure no one was paying attention, then she went inside one. The smell hit her instantly as she closed the door, making her pussy wet. Making sure not to lock the door, she quickly pulled off her sweater, jeans and flip-flops and put them in the plastic grocery bag. When she was naked, she looked at the small hole in the seat, hoping that she would be able to squeeze through. Sitting to the side of the hole, she peered into the darkness below and then dropped her feet through and then put the rest of her legs in. As she lowered her feet in, she felt a soft mush, and as her legs continued to go in, her feet slowly sank in the warm mush. Her feet eventually hit the bottom of the tank, leaving her standing up in the tank, half in and half out of the toilet. Feeling the warm mush about halfway up her shins, she slowly knelt down squeezing her hips through, till she was on her knees. Her arms and head were still sticking up through the hole. Grabbing her clothes bag in one hand, she lowered herself, raising her arms above her head and carefully pulled her head and arms through the hole as she sat in the muck. Apparently, throughout the day, the Porta Potty had acted like a greenhouse, trapping the sun's heat, keeping the Porta Potty quite warm, even now during the evening. The smell was overpowering now that she was in enclosed in this small space and thanks to the heat of the day which cooked the stale, putrid mess. In the dim light, she looked for a hook to hand the clothes bag on and saw a plastic tab jutting out in the corner and hung the bag on it. Then she sat down with her legs upright in the cramped space. With the muck coming up to her waist, it was evident that the concert staff had brought it from another venue, in which it had been used a lot. She was sitting in a soft mound of shit, that was piled high around her butt, while her hands and feet were submerged about a foot deep in the piss and shit slurry. Almost frantically, Chrissy eagerly scooped up a huge handful of the shit between her legs and greedily shoved it in her mouth, swallowing it. Almost immediately, she began gagging and then vomited it all over herself. As her retching subsided, she again scooped up another glop of the wet, watery sludge and shoved it her mouth, swallowing it as she felt herself gagging. She held her mouth closed with her hand, trying to keep it down. But again she vomited it back up. `Calm down. You're going too fast', she told herself, `There's no hurry. Just relax and enjoy it.' She felt around in the soft mush, furrowing the shit as she waited for her churning stomach to settle down. She felt a small piece that was firmer than the rest. Picking it up, she took a bite. The taste was different, more earthy and bitter. She slowly chewed it and swallowed. She closed her eyes, trying to calm her stomach, and this time she didn't vomit. She picked up another small piece, much softer and put it in her mouth. She swallowed it and waited to see if it too would stay down. As she waited, she scooped the mound of shit, between her legs, and smeared it on her body. 'All mine...', she sighed. She inhaled deeply, relishing the stench. All this shit and piss. And more on the way. And there is no rush; she had hours to wallow in it and eat it, savoring every moment. She kept scooping up the mound of shit between her legs and caking it in her hair, her face, all over, not being satisfied with simply being covered in shit, but wanting to be buried in it. When she couldn't cover herself anymore, she leaned back against the wall and relaxed. Lazily furrowing the shit between her legs, she continued to scoop up pieces and eat them. When she became thirsty, she leaned down so her lips touched the surface of the pool of pee at her waist and drank. She had eaten a good amount, so she leaned back against the wall and relaxed, feeling the sweat run down her body and enjoying the stench. After a while, she heard the band playing. For about half an hour, she had the toilet to herself. Breathing it in, feeling it against her skin and tasting it in her mouth. Then, she heard the door open, somebody step in and the door closing. She raised up slightly, looking at the hole, but no one sat down on it. Suddenly, she felt liquid pouring on her head and running down her face. Opening her mouth, she tasted it as it trickled in. Someone was peeing on her! She raised her face up, feeling the trickle hitting her in the eyes, then her cheek, then opening her mouth, she guided her face so that it went straight into her mouth. As her mouth filled, she swallowed, and then let her mouth fill up again before swallowing again. She closed her eyes and moved her face slowly in a circle, wetting her whole face. Eventually, the trickle stopped and the door opened and closed. 'Wooow', she thought, 'Some guy just peed on me...and in me! And this is only the beginning!' As time passed, more people came in to pee and if they sat down, covering the hole, she would hold out her hands to catch their shit as it fell down. She would then eat it, but after a while, she had eaten so much, her stomach began cramping up. She winced at the pain until suddenly, she lost control of her bowels and she felt a great amount of diarrhea coming out of her. That relieved the pain and after a few minutes, she felt that she would be able to eat some more. So she continued eating until her bowels would start churning again and she would let loose a great amount of diarrhea, which would bring relief so that she could eat some more. Over the course of four hours, so many people went to the bathroom, that the level of pee rose almost a foot and the amount of shit built up to create a large mound that completely covered her upright legs and the lower part of her chest. She pulled great handfuls of shit over her upper chest, leveling it to cover as much of her body as she could. She kept eating until she was so full, she couldn't eat anymore. Eventually, the music stopped playing and the sounds of the crowd slowly diminished. It was probably sometime after eleven o'clock. She would need to go soon, but she had thoroughly enjoyed it. After being in here for over four hours, she didn't mind leaving. She tried to think of a way to bring back at least some of this shit with her, but she couldn't think of anything feasible. She waited several minutes after she thought the last of the audience had left, then in one last moment of enjoying this time, she picked up one final glob of shit and put it in her mouth, savoring it before swallowing. Her stomach hurt. She groaned, "Ugh. I've never eaten so much shit in my life." Grabbing her clothes bag hanging on the wall, she reached her hand out and laid it on the bench above the hole. Then she struggled to pull her feet close to her and after a lot of effort, due to the heavy weight of the shit on her, she managed to rock herself onto her feet, causing huge clumps of shit to fall off of her. Reaching her hands up through the hole, she slowly stood up, so that her arms, head and chest were sticking out of the hole. Looking like a bog monster, she first wiped off as much of the shit as she could, then she put on her sweater. Trying not to make a mess, she set the plastic bag on the side to sit down on, then she raised herself and sat on the bag, stuck her legs into her jeans and put on her flip-flops. She tried not to make a mess with her shit, but because it was everywhere, it was inevitable that she would leave shit stains here and there. Tossing the plastic bag down the hole, she opened the door. Using her sweater to twist the door knob without getting it dirty, she was disappointed to see that she still left shit on the door handle. She carefully peeked out, then upon seeing no one, she quickly walked out of the Porta Potty and out of the park, back to her house. As she walked, she kept her eyes peeled for anyone in her path. She reeked so much and her skin was so covered, that she knew that she would have to keep a wide distance from anyone she met. After several minutes, she could feel the shit on her skin drying. Luckily, she met no one and she reached her house. Going to the dark shadows in the side yard, she took off her clothes and put them in a garbage bag that she had stashed before she left. Then turning on the water hose, she proceeded to wash off as much of the shit as she could. The water was freezing on her skin, compared to the warm piss that she had been in the past four hours and reminded her that she was completely naked outside of her house. She scrubbed her hair vigorously, trying to get the dry shit that was clumped to it and then scrubbed the rest of her body. Being dry, it did not easily wash off. Finally, when she thought that she was clean enough to not leave any stains in her room, she carefully tied the garbage bag closed, then threw it in the trash. Then, she raised the window and crawled in. Walking wet and naked to her bathroom, she hoped that she was not dripping any shit on her carpet. As she took a long shower to ensure that she was completely clean, she thought about her evening. It took some work and her stomach hurt, but it had been so worth it. She fell asleep, thoroughly satisfied. ***** The next day at school, Tuesday, Chrissy was more of a hellion than ever. Anticipating all kinds of painful punishments at The Ranch, she built up a reserve of infractions; all which needed punishing. She had told Kelly and Sandy that she would be busy working on a project after school every day this week and not to wait for her. When her geometry class was over, as Karen was walking out of the class in full view of Ms Deets, she tripped her. Karen, once again humiliated by Chrissy before everyone, blushed furiously and quickly picked up her books and left. "Chrissy!", Ms Deets called her over angrily. The last of the students were leaving as Chrissy walked over. "What was that for?!", Ms Deets demanded. "I disobeyed the rules. I should be punished", Chrissy replied coolly. "Oh, you better believe you're going to be punished!", Ms Deets threatened her quietly. Chrissy smiled in anticipation of what laid ahead, then turned around and walked out. When school let out, she quickly walked down to the corner and waited for Ms Deets. After a few minutes, Ms Deets drove up and she hopped in. "Well, you sure are asking for it, aren't you", she asked Chrissy. Chrissy smiled at her in return as they drove through the city. During their drive, Ms Deets explained, "I've spoke to the other two mistresses about you wanting to join. You will be my slave. When we get there, you will strip naked, be fitted with a collar and await my orders. I will address you as slave. You will address me as Governess. Do you understand?" "Yes Governess", Chrissy replied. ***** After several minutes, they left the city and continued into the country before turning off on a long dirt road. After a quarter of a mile, they came to a long ranch house with a barn beside it. There was a field with horses and cows off to the side. They pulled up in front of the house beside a few other cars and got out. Chrissy followed Ms Deets as they walked up to the door and Ms Deets opened it. They walked into a large, elegantly furnished room decorated in an early American colonial style. Ms Deets pointed out a small room to Chrissy to the left, "Take off your clothes in there, then come back out." Chrissy went inside the small room. There was a shelf along the wall with three piles of clothes already on it. Assuming the other three piles of clothes belonged to the other slaves, she undressed and layed her clothes in a pile next to the others. Naked, she left the room, and almost gasped when she saw Ms Deets. She was dressed in a black dominatrix leotard with a large black strap-on dildo attached, knee-high black boots, and carrying a short whip. Though Chrissy was expecting her to change into an outfit, the change from a mild-mannered geometry teacher into a whip-brandishing, leather bitch was still shocking. "Come here, slave!", Ms Deets ordered. When Chrissy approached, Ms Deets placed a collar around her neck and then attached a leash to it. Ms Deets turned and began walking down the hall, holding Chrissy's leash as Chrissy followed, looking around eagerly. "Head down!", Ms Deets yelled and pulled the leash down, jerking Chrissy's face so she was looking at the floor, as they continued to walk down the hall and through a door that led them outside. Walking to the barn, Chrissy felt the hot Texas sun on her body, reminding her that she was completely naked in full view of anyone who might be out there, not to mention the humiliation of being led on a leash, like a dog. The dry, packed dirt was warm and hard under her bare feet. Inside the barn, Chrissy saw ropes hanging down from the rafters, shackles attached to the wall and a few cages in the corner. She heard cries coming from the opposite end. Turning, she saw a young woman bent over with her head and hands enclosed in stocks as another woman, dressed in the same dominatrix attire that Ms Deets was, flogged her backside. "Now there's the matter of your behavior at school", Ms Deets told her, "You asked for punishment...and punishment you shall receive." Ms Deets pulled her over to one of the ropes, hanging from the ceiling, with manacles attached at the end. Ms Deets pulled her hands behind her and slipped them into the manacles. Then going over to the wall, she pushed a button and Chrissy heard the noise of a motor and felt her arms steadily being pulled back and up. Her arms painfully stretched upwards, she felt her body rise up a couple of feet in the air, then the motor stopped and she slowly swung, suspended in an awkward angle in the air. She looked over to see what Ms Deets was doing. Ms Deets was walking towards her from the rear. She watched her stop, draw her arm back and flicked it at her. Chrissy heard a WUH-PISHHH! and simultaneously felt a sharp sting across her thighs, causing her to cry out in pain. This was much more intense than what she had ever experienced when she had paddled herself back home. As she was still contemplating this new pain, WUH-PISHHH, the whip cracked across her buttocks again. "AAAHHH!!!", she cried out. That hurt even worse, but it felt so good. WUH-PISHHH! WUH-PISHHH! WUH-PISHHH! The lashes continued as her cries of pain turned to shrieks. Feeling the pain and its heat radiating across her thighs, she got into it more and more, like an actress getting into her character. She squirmed wildly, trying desperately to escape the painful blows from the whip, but suspended as she was, it was all for naught as the whip found its mark every time. After a dozen blows, it finally stopped. "Have you learned your lesson?", Ms Deets asked her. "Y-yes Governess!", she winced. Chrissy hung there for a moment, her ass striped with dark red, raised welts, as tears ran down her cheeks. Though she was crying from the pain, she enjoyed it. "Thank you...", she sobbed, "Thank you..." She heard the motor turn on and felt her body moving till she felt her feet touching the ground once again. She felt her arms being lowered from their awkward position and then she felt Ms Deets releasing the manacles from her wrists and her leash once again being pulled. She followed Ms Deets, her ass stinging, to a corner of the barn, in which there were two sets of manacles attached to the floor with a short wooden bench about one and a half feet tall between them. The bench was bolted to the floor. Ms Deets pushed her down to her hands and knees over the bench, so her stomach was resting on it with her knees on one side and her hands on the other side. Ms Deets then fastened her wrists and ankles into the manacles. "I'm going to fuck you now, slave. I will not be gentle nor loving. This will be for my pleasure, not yours." Chrissy then felt something pressing hard against her asshole. Her eyes opened wide as her anus clenched tightly in a futile effort to keep out the foreign intruder. Chrissy felt a sudden painful sensation as the large object was pushed deep inside her anal cavity, causing a scream to erupt from her lips. There was no becoming used to this strange object inside her, only the pain from the vigorous thrusting that followed. It was as Ms Deets told her, this was not gentle, but instead a continuous series of agonizing jolts, especially upon the painful welts on her ass. Chrissy screamed continuously as she was brutally raped. She tried to pull her hands and feet free, but they were stuck tight. Her squirming only encouraged Ms Deets to hold her down as she repeatedly thrust her dildo even harder into her ass. Watching her student squirm and scream in pain excited Ms Deets beyond belief, particularly because it was Chrissy, the queen bitch of the school. "Oh, how I've wanted to punish you...so bad...s-so b-b-baaddddAAAHHHHHH..." She rammed herself into Chrissy repeatedly as she came, causing Chrissy to scream even harder. As her orgasm passed, she slowed then stopped, before pulling out of Chrissy. Chrissy panted as the pain slowly subsided. When Ms Deets was able to get her breath back, she wondered if she had hurt Chrissy, asking, "Chrissy, are you okay?" Chrissy nodded her head as she back at Ms Deets smiling, tears running down her face, "I'm okay. Really...I am." "Are you sure? I want to cause pain, but not too much." "It wasn't too much", Chrissy told her. Ms Deets smiled, glad that Chrissy really wasn't hurt. "Governess?" Chrissy heard a voice behind them and tried to see who was speaking, but she couldn't turn enough to see. The voice spoke again, "Mistress Gail requests your presence." "At once, Mistress!", Ms Deets acknowledged, then speaking to Chrissy, "I'll be back in a moment." Still shackled and laying across the bench, Chrissy kept straining in order to see the doorway, but to no avail. It was too much behind her and out of her view. She waited and after a few minutes began wondering if Ms Deets was going to come back. Then she heard Ms Deets boots walking across the barn floor, and then stopping just behind her. She tried to turn in order to see her, but being shackled as she was, she couldn't quite turn enough to enable her to see. "Ultio mea est", a strange, mocking voice said behind her, causing Chrissy to freeze in fear. It was not Ms Deets' voice. "Translation...", the invisible voice continued, "Vengeance is *mine*", growling the word 'mine'. The footsteps slowly came around. Chrissy, with clear concern, strained to lift her face up to see as much as she could. A set of black knee-high boots came into view, then a black leather leotard, and a hand holding a two-foot rod with a prong on one end. As Chrissy strained to look up at her, the person squatted down in front of her so she could see that it was... "Karen?!", Chrissy breathed out in shock. "Not Karen, but...", Karen then screamed in rage, "GODDESS, FOR I AM DESERVING OF WORSHIP!!" "What are you doing here?", Chrissy asked, completely stupefied as to how and why *Karen*, off all people, would be here. "SILENCE!!", Karen slapped her hard, "You are mine!" Clutching Chrissy's chin and squeezing hard, she pulled her face to stare into it and growled, "I am your master now. You will obey my commands, even at school! And you will know the meaning of pain!" Chrissy's eyes were wide open in shock. This was not the timid, frightened Karen who cowered before her in the cafeteria. This Karen had a glint in her eye, a glint of pure, unadulterated evil. "First...", she said as she walked behind Chrissy, "there is the business of your irreverent treatment of your Goddess these last three days." Using her left hand to spread Chrissy's butt cheeks apart, Karen pressed the pronged end of the rod she was carrying, into Chrissy's pussy and ass, and pressed the button. Chrissy immediately felt a searing pain jolting her body, causing her limbs to flail out against the manacles. A high-pitch scream erupted from her mouth as she experienced pure agony. Her fingers and toes curling from the tension in her muscles, her body jerked as if from a seizure. Finally, the searing pain ceased and she layed limply upon the floor sobbing. She felt a hand yanking her hair back, jerking her face up again. This was not like when Ms Deets caused her pain. Ms Deets was a good person and didn't want to hurt her too much. But now, Chrissy saw that Karen didn't care about hurting her too much, in fact, it looked as if Karen wanted to hurt her. A lot. "DO YOU SEE MY POWER, SWINE?!", Karen's voice roared at her. Still sobbing, Karen's face was a blur to her eyes, Chrissy nodded weakly, whispering, "Y-yes...G-Goddess..." "Then we have an understanding?" "Yes...", Chrissy mumbled weakly. "YES WHAT!!", Karen demanded, jerking her hair back again. "Y-yes Goddess...", Chrissy quickly replied. Karen let go of her hair and unfastened the bottom of her leotard and squatted on the floor. Staring at Karen's vulva, just inches from her face, Chrissy was suddenly hit on her mouth by a stream of urine as Karen peed on her face and simultaneously shitted a soft brown mass upon the floor. Karen then turned around so she was facing away from Chrissy, bent over with her dirty ass inches from Chrissy's face. "Wipe!", Karen yelled, pushing her ass into Chrissy's face, "Clean me, bitch! With your tongue!" With Karen's dirty ass rubbing against her face, Chrissy stuck out her tongue and began licking the soft clumps of shit that clung to Karen's ass hole. After Karen was satisfied that her ass was clean, she pointed to the soft brown mush laying in the yellow puddle on the floor, "This is your table. This is your lunch. Now, EAT IT! Like the fat pig that you are." Chrissy recognized her own words from Friday's lunch period. She moved forward a few inches, not wanting to eat it. Though she was a fecalpheliac, Karen's ugliness changed it. Chrissy didn't want this. Karen placed her foot on top of Chrissy's head and pushed her face fully into the pile of shit, "Eat it! Like a pig! Make pig noises!" Chrissy brought her head up, her face coated with brown globs. "Yes...eat my shit, you fucking pig...", Karen gloated. As she watched Chrissy rooting her face into it, she pressed the cattle prod she was holding against Chrissy's raw, tender butt, making Chrissy jump and cry out in pain. "Eat it!...All of it!", Karen commanded. Chrissy continued to lap up the soft shit into her mouth. The foul taste caused her to gag and then vomit. She continued slowly eating, while still gagging until eventually, the small pile of shit was gone. Picking up a short rope with a large blunt hook at one end, Karen jammed the hook into Chrissy's ass, causing her to wince in pain, then she fed the rope through a pulley hanging from the ceiling a couple of feet above Chrissy's back. Yanking Chrissy's hair back, which pulled Chrissy's face up, she tied Chrissy's hair to the end of the rope. When Karen was done, Chrissy's face had been forced into a position of looking straight ahead. If she tried to lower her face, it pulled the hook deeper into her butt, causing her to wince in pain. Finally, Karen inserted a metal ring, about two inches in diameter, into her mouth. Two straps, that were attached to the ring, were fastened around her head to keep the ring in place, holding her mouth open. Standing up, Karen smiled down at her helpless prisoner, "Now...you will pay." She took a spray bottle and sprayed Chrissy's pussy and mouth with it, then went to a door in the back. Upon opening it, three large dogs came bounding out. The dogs padded over to Chrissy smelling her all over. As they began smelling the pheromones that Karen had sprayed on her pussy and mouth, they began licking her. Chrissy was terrified and begged Karen, "KAWE...FUWEESH...DONNT DO DIS! (KAREN, PLEASE DON'T DO THIS)", mumbling through the metal ring in her mouth. She felt a heavy weight suddenly dropped on her back. Turning to look behind her, she saw in horror that one of the dogs had mounted her. She felt it's cock jabbing her in her butt crack before it found her pussy and sank in. The dog thrust vigorously into her, like a jackhammer, as Chrissy screamed a garbled cry, "AAAAGGGHHHH..." She squirmed frantically, trying to throw the dog off, but she couldn't. She felt her back and sides being scratched as the dog grappled her with it's front legs in its efforts to push deeper into her. When she thought it couldn't get worse, the dog in front of her that had been licking her mouth, suddenly reared up on her shoulders and began ramming her face with it's cock. She quickly turned her face away to keep its cock from her mouth, but then she felt Karen's hands on the sides of her head, turning it so that the dog's cock went inside her mouth. The dog energetically thrust through the metal ring and down her throat, causing her to choke, gag and eventually vomit. His fucking never slowed, causing more gagging until she vomited a second time. As its cock went down her throat, it kept triggering her vomit reflex so that she kept vomiting over and over, until eventually nothing would come up any more and she was left dry heaving. Chrissy frantically tried to resist, but she was helpless. Her mind struggled to deal with what was happening. She was being raped. She was actually being raped by dogs. Rape was bad enough in itself, but for someone to want another person to be raped, not because the rapist wanted to have sex, but simply to make the victim suffer, was beyond comprehension. She heard the dog on top of her whine and then he got off of her. The dog in her mouth kept fucking until she tasted a salty fluid in her mouth, then he got off of her. Chrissy laid there in shock, still in disbelief that such a thing just happened. Then she felt another heavy weight drop on her back and once again something poking her crack, before a cock sank deep into her pussy. 'Not again!', Chrissy thought. And it happened all over again. She felt the dog wrap its front legs around her, holding her in place as it raped her. She screamed hysterically as Karen laughed at her torment. Finally, the dog came and pulled himself off of her. Its cum dripped out of her pussy as she layed limply on the bench, sobbing quietly, her strength gone. After a minute, she opened her eyes to see Karen holding her phone pointing towards Chrissy. "Whuart wu guing?" Chrissy tried to ask 'What are you doing?' Karen looked at her, smiling, "This is my insurance policy. To make sure my little piggy obeys her master." Karen turned the phone around and Chrissy saw a video of herself, completely naked, eating Karen's shit and then being fucked by three dogs. Chrissy's eyes widened. "I've already uploaded this to my cloud account. Unless you want everyone at school,...your parents,...the internet...everyone, to see this, you will not tell *anyone* of what happened here...and you *will* continue to serve me. Besides, even if you do tell someone, who will believe you? You know your reputation. Everyone knows you're a bully....and don't think that *if* you leave here, the nightmare will end..." Karen leaned close, inches from her face, and growled, "Because it won't." Karen unhooked the straps behind her head and removed the metal ring from her mouth. Then she went to a table against the wall, took something off of it, and then returned, kneeling before Chrissy. Karen told her ominously, "And don't think that you'll leave this place." She pulled Chrissy's breasts down so they hung over the side of the bench, then she placed a nail just behind the nipple and as Chrissy watched horror-stricken, she proceeded to nail it in with the hammer she was holding. Chrissy screamed as the metal nail was driven through her flesh and into the wooden bench. A few drops of blood oozed out, dripping on the floor. After the nail was about two inches into the bench, Karen got up and went to Chrissy's other side, knelt down and placed another nail against her other breast. Chrissy begged, "PLEASE", then screamed again as Karen pounded the nail through her other nipple. As Chrissy screamed in pain, Karen took the hammer back to the bench, then came back over, kneeling before Chrissy as she continued screaming, tears running down her face. Karen gloated at her as her screams turned to bitter crying. "Is this the great Chrissy?", she laughed, "Look at you now!" Karen stood up, picking up her cattle prod. "And what are you now?", Karen demanded. Chrissy stared at her, frightened. "WHAT ARE YOU?!", Karen screamed and jabbed the cattle prod into her side, causing her to jerk away from its agonizing bite, pulling her breasts painfully against the nails embedded in them, and shrieking in pain. "WHAT ARE YOU?!", Karen demanded again. "I DON'T KNOW...", Chrissy sobbed, "I don't know..." "You're a pig! You will always be a pig!", Karen told her, jabbing her again with the cattle prod, causing her to shriek in pain once again, "Say it!" "I'm a pig...I'm a pig...I'm a pig...", Chrissy blurted out sobbingly, closing her eyes, wishing desperately that this nightmare would end. "That's right! And who am I?" "G-Goddess...", Chrissy breathlessly breathed out. "And remember about my video, Pig and who will see it." Karen then turned around and walked away, out of the barn. Chrissy cried bitterly as she regretted everything she did. How she bullied Karen and the other kids, wanting to be punished, coming here...everything. She never intended for it to be like this. Looking at her breasts nailed to the bench, she cried for several minutes, wishing that she could just wake up and be in her bed. When her eyes were empty of tears, she looked around, her movements reminding her of the hook in her butt. She heard no sounds and saw no one. As far as she could tell, she was alone. "Hello?", she called. She heard nothing. "Hello?!", she called again. Still no answer. She called and called, but the empty barn mocked her with it's silence. ***** Time passed. Her face was covered in shit, she had been gang-raped by dogs and now nailed down...trapped and forgotten. She sobbed, 'This is not what I wanted. I wanted to be punished, so I bullied her...but I never thought this would happen!' She deeply regretted everything she did. 'I don't want anyone to be in pain like this', she decided, 'I don't want this ever again.' As the minutes continued to pass, flies kept buzzing around the shit on her face. She tried shooing them away, but her hands were shackled and every time, she moved her head, it pulled the hook in her butt, causing her to wince in pain. What was once a pleasure to her now added to her suffering. She let the flies settle on her face and crawl on her. Her eyes closed as she layed limply on the bench. Her spirit was gone. Karen had taken it. ***** Several minutes later, she heard footsteps. She began trembling, fearing Karen's return. As the footsteps came around, she saw that it was Ms Deets. In her state of hopelessness, she began crying profusely. As Ms Deets came around, she gaped at the sight before her eyes. "OhmyGod...", she choked. Quickly kneeling down before the hysterically crying Chrissy, she mumbled, "Let me get you out of this." She went to the wall were the key was and quickly unlocked the manacles, then she told Chrissy, "Hold still...I'm going to take this hook out." Chrissy felt a sharp pain inside her rectum as Ms Deets pulled the hook out, then she untied the rope from her hair. As Ms Deets took Chrissy's arm and tried to pull her up on her feet, Chrissy shrieked in pain and began sobbing. Startled Ms Deets didn't know why Chrissy cried out. "Chrissy, why won't you get up?" Chrissy didn't answer, but continued to sob. "Chrissy?..." Through her sobs, Chrissy choked out, "My breasts..." Ms Deets looked over at her breasts, saw the large protruding nails and drew in a sharp breath, covering her mouth with her hands. "Oh Chrissy...." She quickly went over to the table and came back with the hammer. Kneeling down, she hooked the claw end into the nails and told Chrissy, "I'm sorry, Chrissy, but this is going to hurt." Chrissy winced her face and let out a cry as the nails were pulled out. Her tears falling to the floor, she tried to stand, but her arms and legs were too stiff from being confined so long. With Ms Deets' help, she was able to slowly and painfully stand. Ms Deets supported her as she walked stiffly out of the barn. Stepping out into the hot Texas heat once again, Ms Deets asked her, "Chrissy...who did this to you?!", but Chrissy didn't answer as she plodded wearily across the hot dirt and grass. "Chrissy..." Chrissy still didn't answer, but continued walking in a stupefied haze. Ms Deets went in front of her and grasped her shoulders, "Chrissy, tell me what happened!" All Chrissy did was stare at her blankly, a bleak look on her face. "Chrissy?..." Ms Deets searched her feces-smeared face, but got nothing from it and told her sadly, "Let's get you cleaned up." As Ms Deets led her silently across the ground towards the house, she wondered what had happened. She had left to see Mistress Gail who needed her help with some things. She had told her that Chrissy was in the barn and Mistress Gail had said that she only needed her for about ten minutes. After they were done, but before she could go back, Gail's daughter, Karen told her she needed help with something, which delayed her further. Every time that that Ms Deets tried to leave, Karen would ask her to help with something. When she was finally able to get back, this is what she found. What had happened while she was gone?! Ms Deets helped her as she stumbled over the ground and tried to shoo the flies from her face. Ms Deets considered what she could do. Chrissy wasn't talking. No one knew that Chrissy was even there, except for her. She couldn't call the police because she had brought a minor there and had sex with her. She was at a loss as to what to do so she decided to do what she could for her. She helped her into the shower and gently cleaned off the feces from her face and the blood from the scratches on her back as well as her breasts. Then after helping her get dressed, Ms Deets helped her walk outside and into her car. Chrissy winced as her sore ass and pussy pressed down against the car seat and as Ms Deets started the car, they began the long silent drive back. Chrissy remained silent, leaning against the window as her empty eyes watched the trees and fields pass by. Ms Deets kept asking her what happened, but she wouldn't answer. Karen had broken her physically and mentally. And it was all her fault. She had awoken a sleeping giant. One whose vengeance knew no bounds. As they approached Chrissy's house, Ms Deets dreaded what Chrissy might tell her parents. Even if she didn't tell, her parents would surely notice her dazed appearance. "Chrissy...", Ms Deets began worriedly, then she stopped, not knowing what to say. Chrissy looked at her and mumbled quietly, "I won't say anything to my parents." Ms Deets stared at her. She didn't know whether to feel relieved or horrified. Eventually, she said, "Okay...Thank you." Ms Deets stopped a few houses down and watched as Chrissy got out with her backpack and closed the door. As she watched this lifeless soul slowly trudging towards her house, she asked herself for the umpteenth time, "What the hell happen while I was gone..." After Chrissy disappeared inside her house, she drove back to her own home. ***** As Chrissy stepped into her house, she saw that her mother was in the kitchen, preparing dinner. "Hello dear, how did it go with your club?" "It wasn't what I thought it would be. I'm going to do my homework now", she replied listlessly as she went to her room before her mom could ask for any more details. Dropping her backpack to the floor, she took off her clothes and went to the bathroom. There, she spent several minutes staring into the mirror. As her eyes wandered down to her breasts, she saw the punctures behind her nipples and the tears fell from her eyes. Her breasts...her beautiful breasts were forever scarred. She turned out the bathroom light, then crawled into her bed, pulling the blanket over her head as she curled up into the fetal position. Half an hour later, KNOCK KNOCK "Honey, dinner's ready." "I'll get something later", she called out. "Okay", her mom replied. Chrissy never left the bed, but remained under the blanket, sobbing throughout the night. ***** The next morning, Wednesday, when Chrissy woke up and walked into the bathroom, she looked at the cabinet door under the sink where her `breakfast' tupperware sat. She opened the door and stared at it for a long time, then she took it with the fork and her electric bug zapper and put them in her wastebasket to be thrown away. Karen had changed her. She no longer was a fecalpheliac or a masochist. After she used the toilet, she took her shower and got dressed, before going to the kitchen to see what she could get for breakfast. "Chrissy!", her mother exclaimed, "Why I haven't seen you in here for breakfast for over a year." "Has it been that long?", she asked forlornly. "Yes. Why aren't you eating one of your granola bars for breakfast?", Mom asked. Chrissy winced at the innuendo, "...I'm just tired of `em", she answered. Her mother stared at her, "Are you alright? You don't seem yourself." "I'm okay...just a little tired." When she got to school, Sandy and Kelly met her and began razzing various kids. Chrissy remained silent at first and then asked, "Do you two always have to make fun of others?" They stopped and looked at her, "What are you talking about?" She stared off into space for a few seconds then said, "I'm just...tired of it. I don't want to do it anymore." They pulled her along with them as they continued walking, "Girl! Come on." She followed silently. ***** Throughout the day, Chrissy didn't speak to anyone. Karen was in her geometry class after lunch. She couldn't imagine what would happen and didn't want to find out. She was going to skip that class. Later at lunch, they were waiting in line at the cafeteria. As Chrissy was about to order, Karen suddenly appeared at her side. "Just what the hell do you think you're doing?!", Karen demanded angrily. Chrissy began trembling, looking at Karen with trepidation, remembering that she had told her the nightmare wouldn't end. "You do not eat until I tell you to eat, slave!", Karen spit her words at her, "...or have you forgotten your place?!...", then she lowered her voice, "...or what I can do?" Feeling Kelly and Sandy, as well as the other students, behind her, her stomach dropped at the thought of what Karen might do. She wanted to resist, but she knew she couldn't; she had no choice. "No, Goddess", she replied quietly. To the shock of the students behind her, Karen cut in front of her and told the cafeteria worker what she wanted. "Carry my lunch, slave!", Karen ordered her before turning and walking towards the tables. As the other students gawked at this incredible sight, Chrissy felt the burning stares from Kelly and Sandy behind her. She heard someone remark, "Isn't that supposed to happen the other way around?" "Are you going to take that?!", Kelly asked her. Chrissy couldn't think of anything to say as her face grew hot. Gritting her teeth, she picked up Karen's tray of food and walked towards her. "Come on, we gotta see this!", Sandy excitedly told Kelly as she followed to see what Chrissy would do in response to the pompous attitude of this dreg. Chrissy walked up to Karen who was sitting at a table, laid Karen's tray of food in front of her and...waited. Kelly and Sandy stared in bewilderment. "What is she doing?!", Kelly asked Sandy. Sandy shrugged her shoulders. Karen began eating while Chrissy stood there meekly. As Kelly and Sandy stared, their surprise turned to shock when Karen ordered Chrissy to open her milk carton...and Chrissy did! Kelly walked up, "Chrissy, what the hell are you doing?!" "Slave, dismiss them", Karen commanded. "Hey, fuck you, you little...", Kelly began. "Slave! I gave you an order!", Karen interrupted, glaring at Chrissy. "Bitch, I...", Sandy began before Chrissy, blushing furiously, told them both, "Leave!" Sandy and Kelly both stared at Chrissy, "What?! You're telling us to leave?!" "Yes!", Chrissy told them, feeling the shame washing over her, "Leave now!" Sandy and Kelly stared at her, their mouths opened, before Kelly told her, "If you want to be this dreg's bitch, then go right ahead." Then they both walked away. Chrissy continued to wait on her master and when her master finished eating, she told Chrissy, "Dispose of this and then I will serve you your meal." Wondering what she meant by that, Chrissy answered, "Yes Goddess" and carried her tray to dump the food in the trash and laid the tray in the cafeteria window to be washed. Then, she went back to Karen. Without a word, Karen left the cafeteria and walked down the hall with Chrissy following behind, wondering where they were going. Karen went into the bathroom and then suddenly turning around, she ordered, "On your back, bitch!" Chrissy layed down on the floor, looking up at Karen, fearing the worst. Karen reached under her dress, pulled her panties off, then straddled herself over Chrissy's head, facing her feet. Squatting down over Chrissy's face, Karen told her, "Open your mouth so I can feed you!" Trembling, Chrissy opened her mouth wide. Karen's wrinkled anus began opening as a brown mass slowly pushed it's way through it. She felt something warm and wet squirting on her shirt. She glanced at her chest to see Karen peeing all over her shirt. She looked back up at the turd, continuing to move downward and then when it was about three inches long, it suddenly dropped into her mouth. Still peeing, Karen moved back so that she also peed on Chrissy's face and hair. Chrissy shut her eyes and turned her head as she felt the warm stream splattering all over her. "Now swallow it!", Karen commanded her, standing up and going into a stall to wipe herself. It was too big for Chrissy to swallow all at once, so she bit off a piece and chewed it before swallowing a bit at a time. She had to breath through her nose and fight the urge to vomit. Because she had eaten shit so many times, she was used to it, but it still wasn't easy. She gagged a few times, but each time, she closed her mouth and clapped her hand over it until the feeling passed, then she continued. When she had swallowed it all, her master asked, "Did you enjoy your meal?" "Yes Goddess." Chrissy stood up and looked at her face, hair and shirt. Everything was drenched and she could clearly smell the rank odor of urine along with the odor of shit coming from her mouth. She went to the sink to wash out her mouth. "Stop! You will not wash out the gift that I gave you!", Karen came towards her, "Let everyone enjoy it's bouquet." Chrissy stared at her in shock. Karen continued, "Remember, you are a pig! And to make sure you don't forget it, when we leave this bathroom to go to your locker, you will crawl like a pig! And you will squeal and snort like a pig!" It was bad enough to wait on her like a servant and be peed and shit on, but to also act like a pig in front of the school! She couldn't do that. "Karen, I can't..." Karen backhanded her hard and before Chrissy could react, Karen grabbed her hair, yanking her head down violently as Chrissy cried out in pain. Karen growled, "You dare defy me?!" Pulling out her phone, Karen showed it to Chrissy. Chrissy saw the video of herself on her hands and knees, with her face shoved into Karen's shit, then her naked body being violated by dogs. Chrissy exclaimed, "You wouldn't." Karen smiles cruelly "Oh, wouldn't I?" "Please don't...", Chrissy begged. "Whom shall I send this to?" "No, Goddess, please..." "Are you a pig?!", Karen yanked her hair downward, causing her to cry out again. Chrissy opened her mouth, but no words came out. What could she do? "Please Goddess, I..." Karen yanked her face downward again, "It's either the pig or the pictures. ARE YOU A PIG?!" "Yes Goddess" Chrissy choked. "Yes, Goddess what...?", Karen growled. "I-I...am a pig", Chrissy felt her eyes welling up with tears as she realized what was about to happen. "Then act like a pig!", Karen ordered her, grabbing the back of her head and shoving her down, causing her to fall. Karen walked to the door and opened it, "Start squealing pig, your audience awaits!" Already laying on the floor, Chrissy rolled onto her hands and knees, and slowly crawled forward, towards the door. Karen kicked her, "I don't hear you, pig!" With tears falling from her eyes, she let out a quiet squeal, "eeeee..." As she crawled over the threshold, Chrissy kept her eyes firmly on the floor. She couldn't bear to see the reactions on her peers' faces as her behavior damned her for all eternity. "Louder!" as Chrissy felt her thigh being kicked again. "EEEEEEEE..." The students in the hall heard a weird noise and looked in the direction that it came from. In a single moment, everyone in the hall grew completely quiet, not believing what was slowly coming towards them. Then the comments came. "What the fuck...?" "Is that Chrissy?" "What the hell is she doing?" "Oh fuck!..." Chrissy shuffled along the floor as quickly as she could towards her locker, occasionally snorting and squealing, "EEEEE...'snort'...'snort'..." The floor was a blur to her teary eyes as she tried to block out the commotion around her. The laughter, the jeers, the questions; she didn't respond to any of them. How could she respond? What could she possibly say? That Karen has a video of her naked...and eating her shit?!...and having sex with dogs?! Karen's voice came from behind her, "I don't hear you, pig!" Chrissy snorted and squealed, to the raucous laughter and jeers all around her. No matter how she tried, she couldn't block out the comments. "Squeal for us, piggy!" "How does it feel, piggy?" "God!, she even smells like a pig!" Chrissy knew that most of the comments were from victims of her bullying, who were taking pleasure in seeing their tormentor finally experiencing what she had put them through. Her tears fell upon the floor. Even when she got to her locker, it wouldn't end. How could she go to the rest of her classes? Karen was right, the nightmare did not end, in fact, it had gotten so much worse. Her life was ruined. How she regretted all the bullying that she did to Karen as well as the other kids. She truly knew what it meant to suffer and be degraded at the hands of another. To be trapped. What Karen did...and what she was doing now, was so horrible...so sadistically cruel. It has been said that during war, there are no atheists in foxholes. Chrissy didn't believe in any kind of God, but in her desperation, she prayed for deliverance...and hoped that there was a God to hear her. Finally, she was at her locker. She stood up, not daring to look at the throng of people crowding around her, laughing, making catcalls, taking pictures of her and commenting about the smell. As she stood up to open her locker, Karen placed her hand over the combination lock so that Chrissy couldn't open it. "First, proclaim me your Goddess before everyone." Chrissy stared at her, tears running down her cheeks, "Why can't you just leave me alone?!" "Do not defy me! Kneel and beg my forgiveness!" Chrissy gathered what little strength she had and whispered, "No." Karen's face became enraged, "You will continue to serve and worship me for I AM YOUR MASTER!" Chrissy stared at her in horror, not knowing what to do. In a moment of blind panic, she ran. Down the hall, with Karen's voice screaming after her, "YOU WILL SERVE ME! REPENT AND OBEY!" She fled towards the nearest exit, and burst through the doors to the pleasant warmth outside. She continued to run away from the school and towards her home. She couldn't go to the school officials about Karen blackmailing her, because it was simply her word against Karen's. There was no way to prove it and as Karen said, Chrissy had built quite a reputation of being a bully. The school officials would simply think she was being a bully. The other kids wouldn't help her because they hated her so much for her bullying that they saw it as her getting what she deserved. She couldn't tell her parents about wanting to go to The Ranch. There was no one who could help her. She was alone. Chrissy ran till she was exhausted, then she walked, panting hard from her exertion. She cried bitterly. She couldn't go back. Her life was over. Because she had alienated everyone through her bullying, she had no one. There was nothing for her. When she got home, her parents would still be at work, but it didn't matter. Nothing mattered. She would go up to her bathroom and draw a warm bath. Soon, it would be over. It would be a quick cut, a brief pain and then nothing. Her surroundings didn't register as she walked along the streets. She was in a haze. She suddenly noticed that she was in front of her house. She opened the door and went slowly to her room. As she walked to the bathroom to fill the tub, she suddenly felt very sleepy. She blinked her eyes a few times, but the room became blurry. She stumbled toward her bed and collapsed upon it as her vision faded to black. ***** RIINNG... Chrissy's eyes fluttered. RIINNG... She slowly raised her head and felt for her phone in her pocket. RIINNG... She fumbled in her haze, trying to pull her phone out. RIINNG... She blinked at the screen hazily...coming slowly into focus. There was no name, not even 'Unknown'. "H-hello?" "*Chrissy*." "Yea...", she answered, still groggy. "*I have heard your prayer*", the voice had a slight echo, that was vaguely familiar, "*Come down into the maze.*" Chrissy snapped awake, and sat up, her eyes opened wide. In her mind, she saw an imposing figure standing in the darkness, with grey colored skin and solid black eyes. Megaera! She looked at her phone, then slowly put it back to her ear. "*You have prayed for a God to hear you. I have heard you...and will deliver you*." Chrissy's mouth dropped open. How could she have heard her prayer?! And what does she mean, she will deliver me? "*Come down into the maze.*" The line went dead. Chrissy slowly lowered the phone from her ear and looked at it. She went to the call log to see what the number was, but there was no record of the call. She looked at the time. 10:12 PM?! How could it be after ten o'clock at night?! She left the school during her lunch hour over nine hours ago. She remembered coming inside the house and she was going into the bathroom and...then her phone rang. It couldn't be ten at night. She went to the window and looked out at the dark night sky with the street lights illuminating the streets. She walked out of her room and quietly went to her parent's room. They were in bed asleep. Turning away, she went back to her room, to her nightstand. She looked at the clutter on it, moving stuff out of the way, until she found it, an eggshell white card with the name, Mέyaιρα. Five days ago, she was in a series of dark corridors with a sinister figure. The experience was frightening, although the woman did not harmed her. Now, this ominous place...this maze seemed to be calling her. There was no where else for her to go. No where that she wanted to be. She wanted to crawl into a hole and die. And now, the maze seemed to be just such a hole...as well as a sanctuary. ***** The night air felt cool on her skin compared to the warmth earlier that day. As she walked down the dark streets, she tried to comprehend why she was going. Could Megaera help her? Chrissy couldn't see how. So, why was she going? It must be because there's nothing else for her to do...and there was something about Megaera. Like how she was unconscious for over nine hours. How she knew about her prayer. How she knew Chrissy's phone number with no record of the call. There was something. Call it hope or desperation or whatever...it was better than what she had originally planned. "Hey there." Chrissy looked over to her left where she heard the voice. "What are you doing here all alone? You want to party?" Chrissy stared at the disheveled man walking towards her. "No!", she exclaimed and quickly walked away. "Aww, come on now. Why'd you come if you ain't gonna party?", he called after her. Looking back at him to see if he was following her, she ran into something solid, causing her to stumble. Hands grabbed her arms, keeping her from falling. She turned around in surprise to see what she had run into and gasped at the horrid, grinning man who held her. "Well...What have we got here, Frank?" Chrissy struggle as she tried to free herself from his grasp. "Myyy...you're a feisty one, ain'tcha?", he began dragging her into the bushes near the sidewalk, "We don't want to hurt you. We just want to have a little fun." She opened her mouth to scream, but a hand from behind her clamped over her mouth, pressing hard against her. Both men dragged her into the thick bushes. Her struggling was in vain and her screams were stifled as her one glimmer of hope vanished before her eyes. The nightmare began anew, albeit not from Karen. Suddenly, the man behind her released her mouth and arm, while the man in front of her stopped moving, a look of fear on his face as he stared up into the sky. Far above her, Chrissy heard loud screams and then silence. A large blurry form crashed down into the bushes beside her and then the man in front let go and began running wildly from her. As she watched in stunned amazement, a giant bird swooped down, picking the man up and carried him up into the sky. As her mouth dropped open in shock, the bird used it's arms(?!) to throw the man against the side of a three-story building. After smashing into the wall, the man's lifeless body bounced off and plummeted to the ground. For a brief instant, the giant bird was silhouette against the moon, it's huge wings slowly flapping. As she stared as this winged horror hovering in the sky, panic seized her and she fled back down the empty street. She looked back over her shoulder to see if the giant bird was coming at her, but she didn't see it. She collided into something that grabbed her. It was Megaera! As Megaera steadied her, Chrissy stared at her in fright. "Megaera?!", she whispered. She saw the grey skin and the black eyes. It was no illusion; her skin really was grey and her eyes really were black. Breathing hard, her heart pounding as she stared at those empty eyes, Chrissy backed away, "Where did you come from?" Megaera didn't answer, but just looked at her, smiling. "W-who are you?!", Chrissy stammered, then after surveying the empty street and parking lot around them, she asked, "What are you?!" "*Someone who saved you*." Her heart pounding in her chest, she whispered, "That bird...What was it?!" "*It was I*." "But how...", Chrissy started, then the words died in her mouth as she grew horror-stricken. As Megaera stood before her, a pair of great, dark-grey wings unfolded behind her, looming in the darkness. Chrissy scrambled back in terror, her foot catching on the grass, causing her to fall. As Megaera slowly walked toward her, Chrissy continued scrambling back on her hands, crying out, "W-What the hell are you?" Megaera stood still and crouched before Chrissy, "*Please don't be afraid. I'm not going to hurt you*." Chrissy stopped moving back, her eyes glued to the wings, then asked, "Are you human?" Megaera replied, "*No.*" Chrissy eyes grew even more afraid as her breathing became erratic. She looked over at the homeless man's battered body and choked, "Are you going to kill me?" "*No*", Megaera continued, "*Do you remember that I told you my name is Greek*?" Chrissy nodded slightly. Megaera paused, then said, "*I'm a Greek demi-god, a Fury* " Chrissy blinked a few times, "A...?" "*A Fury, an immortal being created three thousand years ago.*" Her fear forgotten, Chrissy blinked a few more times, trying to come to grips with what she just heard, "You mean...a god,...like from mythology?" Megaera replied, "*Yes*" Chrissy replied, "But...mythology isn't real" Megaera stood up, replying, "*I am real. I have heard your prayer and I can help you."* Chrissy looked at her, then asked, "How...", she paused. Megaera slowly extended her hand, "*If you wish, I will take you home, but I would like to spend time with you.*" Chrissy thought about what she was going to do earlier when she thought there was nothing or nobody for her. But now, here was someone...or something, that might be able to help her. Chrissy looked at the sincerity in Megaera's face, then slowly nodded and took her hand. Megaera pulled her up and asked, "*Would you rather go home?"* Chrissy shook her head, "Can you really help me?" "*I can. Follow me.*" Chrissy followed her. As Megaera walked past the dead man's body and as Chrissy approached, she looked at the battered and bloody corpse and halted, quickly looked away, wincing at the sight. Megaera turned around and saw her standing still, and walked over, tilting Chrissy's chin up so Chrissy was looking at her. "*I am a Fury. This is what I look like and*...", she pointed to the dead man, "...*that is what I do. We punish the wicked...brutally. We do not show mercy nor do we make it painless."* Chrissy looked at the man's mangled body, and began wondering how many people. She looked up at her and asked quietly, "How many have...you uh...?" , she paused then whispered, "...killed?" Megaera didn't answer. Chrissy regretted asking, "I'm sorry, I just wanted to know." Megaera remained silent for several more seconds, than spoke, "*Too many. There has been much wickedness in this world"*, Megaera looked down at Chrissy with a sad expression on her face, "*I don't want you to be frightened of me."* Megaera took her hand and led her past the dead man. As they continued walking, Megaera suddenly spoke, "*Hundreds...*" Chrissy turned and stared at her wide-eyed. "*...of thousands.*" Chrissy stopped and gasped as her mind tried to wrap itself around this. Pulling her hand away, she stared straight ahead, blinking several times. Hundreds of thousands. Of people! She felt pale as her legs grew weak, staring at Megaera in fear. "H-How can you do that? How can you kill so many?", she whispered. "*My actions save lives. I protect the innocent.*" Chrissy looked back at the dead man, then looked at Megaera, "You're a monster!" "*Should I stand by as the innocent are raped and murdered*?" Chrissy says "No, but..." "*You haven't seen man's inhumanity to his fellow man in the last 3000 years as I have. They are shown the same amount of mercy that they show their victims...I see it as removing the wicked so they can never harm anyone ever again.*" "You don't have to kill people!" "*Tell that to the millions of innocent people that I was unable to save from being raped, tortured and killed. Are they grateful that I didn't kill their attackers? Ask those whom I saved,...am I a monster? Or a protector? Good? Or evil?*" Megaera walked over and looked down at her as she was contemplating this and asked quietly, "*A few minutes ago, would you have wanted me to let those two men rape you? Would you have wanted them to keep raping other young girls?*" Chrissy didn't say anything. As she thought back to the men dragging her off to the bushes, she remembered the dread that went through her mind. She didn't want anyone to feel what she felt for those few seconds when the man grabbed her. She was lucky, but how many others are not rescued in time? "I'm sorry", she whispered, feeling ashamed of her rash judgments, "I didn't know." Megaera smiled, "*It's okay. I know I seem like a monster.*" After a minute, Chrissy thought of something and asked, "You said 'We punish the wicked'. Who's we?" "*My two sisters.* *My name means the Jealous One. My sister, Alecto is always angry so I don't visit her often."* Chrissy looked up at her, "And your other sister?" "*Tisiphone. Of the three of us, she is the worst. She is vengeful destruction, the spirit of death and demise. She slays all: men, women, children."* Chrissy looked at Megaera in shock, "She kills children?!" Megaera looked at her, "*You've seen for yourself how evil children can be.* " Chrissy looked down uncomfortably. She hesitated to ask the question that came to her mind, but she had to know. "Have you...killed...children?" *"Many times*", causing Chrissy to gasp, "*But we only punish the wicked. The good do not know of our existence."* They walked for a while and then Chrissy asked, "Why do you want to help me?" Megaera didn't answer or even look at her, but kept walking silently. As Chrissy was wondering if she should repeat her question, Megaera spoke, "*For 3000 years, I have been alone; not caring for humans. That night, when I saw you...I became intrigued. I wanted you, but you were afraid of me. Today when I heard your prayer, I saw how you needed help, and so I answered.*" Megaera stopped walking and turned to Chrissy, "*I want to show you something, but I don't want to scare you. Will you trust me?"* Chrissy was nervous, but because it was obvious that Megaera meant her no harm, she nodded. Megaera came up to Chrissy and easily picked her up, with one arm under her shoulders and the other under her knees, "*Hold on tight to me..."* Chrissy wrapped her arms around her, "*...and close your eyes*." Chrissy did and then she felt her stomach drop as Megaera jerk. She held on tight as she felt the wind blowing on her. Curious to see what was happening, she peeked out of one eye...then both of her eyes snapped opened as she saw that she was hundreds of feet in the air. She gasped and squirmed in Megaera's arms as panic rose within her. Megaera looked at her, "*Do not worry. I won't drop you.*" Chrissy squeezed her eyes tightly shut as she held on tight and tried to force herself to stop squirming and gasping for breath. Slowly, as she felt the cool breeze, her fear faded away and she slowly opened her eyes. The streets and buildings were layed out before her as if on a giant map. She watched the twin lights of cars gliding along the roads, far below her. Marveling at everything she saw, Chrissy watched as Megaera flew towards the skyscrapers downtown. Megaera headed for the tallest one, a thirty-story office building, hovered above it for a second before gently dropping on the roof. Megaera set Chrissy down. Walking to the edge, she beheld the beauty of the city before her, remarking, "It's amazing." She turned to Megaera, who was perched on top of an air conditioner, watching her, "Why did you bring me here?" Megaera smiled and said, "*ţñ ĸaλλίơţŋ*." Chrissy's eyebrows raised slightly, "What did you say?" Megaera hopped down and walked toward Chrissy, "*For the most beautiful*." Chrissy smiled, thinking about this, "Me?" "*Yes.*" The wind was stronger and colder up here. Chrissy huddled her arms across her chest as she shivered. "*I could keep you warm."* Chrissy nodded her head. Megaera came up and wrapped her arms and wings around her. Chrissy felt heat radiating from Megaera's body and wings, warming her quickly. Chrissy looked at the wings wrapped around her and gingerly touched them. They looked and felt like human skin, smooth, warm but the same grey color as the rest of Megaera's body. The way that her wings wrapped her, Chrissy felt as if she were shielded from everything that would hurt her, even Karen. Karen! Chrissy stared out into the night. She could still see her mocking face before her. On the surface, she was a shy, uncertain young girl, but underneath...she was a monster, horrible and evil. A tear coursed down her cheek as she remembered being helpless in Karen's power yesterday. And today at school, she was helpless and alone. Chrissy looked at the arms and wings wrapped around her, keeping her warm. With her now was another monster; a brutal killer, and yet...was she a monster? The two homeless men who were going to rape her,...Saturday night when a man chased her across the parking lot, but disappeared,...and today after school, she was going to go in the bathroom to...but she fell asleep somehow.... Chrissy shuddered as more tears came to her eyes. Chrissy slowly raised her head as she turned back to look up at her. Megaera smiled down at her as Chrissy smiled back, then turned to look back over the city. Megaera wasn't the monster that she appeared to be. She was a benevolent god who had her own way of helping people. She had saved her life three times. She wasn't alone. This monster kept her safe and even seemed to love her. She felt a strong wind blowing on her face, but she was shielded from it by Megaera's wings. Holding onto Megaera's arms as they continued keeping her warm, she felt safe and content. Several minutes later, Megaera asked, "*Would you like to come with me to the maze...or should I take you home?*" Staring out into the night, Chrissy replied, "The maze." ***** Megaera landed gently in the parking lot of Midtown Spa. Holding Chrissy's hand, she led her to the door, opening it. Megaera ignored the clerk who watched them walked across the small lobby as she opened the adjacent door and walked through with Chrissy following. Chrissy was greeted by the techno music as she followed Megaera across to the stairs and down. As the light faded, Chrissy took Megaera's hand as she was led into the darkness. Chrissy gripped Megaera's hand tightly. Though she saw no one, the darkness played tricks with her eyes, creating grotesque shapes. The first time that Megaera had carried her into the maze, Chrissy didn't notice much of it; all of her attention was on Megaera. Following Megaera down seemingly endless corridors and turns, Chrissy became hopelessly lost in being able to find her way out again. As before, the techno music slowly faded till there was only a dull booming noise of the bass and even that eventually died away. The black wooden walls illuminated by black lights were gradually replaced with rough hewn stone that seemed to give off a faint glow of their own. It was as if they had left Midtown Spa and were in some cave. As Chrissy followed Megaera, she asked, "How can you help me?" "*By punishing the offender."* Chrissy gasped, "You're going to kill her?!" "*Of course.*" Chrissy stammered, "Y-You can't..." "*Why not?*" "B-Because you can't...she's a kid." "*I have killed children before. Are not her actions deserving of death?*" "Well...yes, but...it still seems wrong to kill a kid, even one as evil as Karen", Chrissy thought for a while then asked, "Could you just make her leave me alone...and delete the video she made of me?" "*If that is your wish.*" They kept walking. The darkness growing thicker, Chrissy press up against Megaera. Feeling this, Megaera turned and quickly scooped her up in her arms and held Chrissy against her, as they faced each other. Feeling safe and secure as Megaera smiled at her, Chrissy wrapped her arms and legs around her. "*I won't let anyone hurt you*", Megaera stroked her hair. They looked into each other's eyes as the narrow corridor opened up to the large room with the high vaulted ceiling and the huge black bed in the center. Megaera stepped onto the bed and laid Chrissy down in the middle of it. Chrissy propped herself up on her arms as Megaera kneeled and pulled off her shoes, laying them aside, and then her socks. Megaera then unbuttoned Chrissy's jeans and slid them down her legs. Chrissy watched wide-eyed as this inhuman creature gently and slowly undressed her, as if she were a great treasure to be handled reverently. As her shirt was pulled off, Megaera also pulled off her bra and panties so that she was nude. Megaera's wings spread outward, six feet in both directions. Chrissy's breath hastened. Megaera smiled at the young, naked girl before her, and slowly crawled over her. Hovering above her briefly, looking for any sign of fear or hesitation, Megaera slowly leaned down and kissed the beautiful girl who layed before her. Her fears of being rejected eased as she felt Chrissy's lips responding to hers and then Chrissy's arms lightly touching her sides. Stroking her hair as she gently kissed her, Megaera wrapped her arms around Chrissy, kissing her harder and more fervently as her lust consumed her. She lowered herself on top of Chrissy, her wings laying loosely on the bed. After a couple of minutes, Megaera rolled off onto her side with her leg still draped over Chrissy's thigh. Chrissy felt the powerful muscles under Megaera's skin as her hands glided along her sides to her shoulders and down her arms. Feeling something stroking her pussy and gently penetrating it, she looked at Megaera's hands in front of her eyes and realized that something else was in her pussy. Chrissy glanced down between their bodies to see a dark shadow flitting about between her legs. Concerned, Chrissy whispered, "Megaera? What is that?" Megaera grinned sheepishly, "*My tail.*" "Your *tail*?!", Chrissy gasped, "You have a tail?!" Megaera smiled and raised up on her knees, then a long narrow tail appeared at Megaera's side. Chrissy stared at it wide-eyed, "Holy shit!!...You do have a tail!" Megaera said, "*I hope you're not disappointed*." "No...it's just really weird...I mean different...", realizing how rude that sounded, "I'm sorry. It's just that I'm not used to these...extra things." "*I can change to my human form.*" "No, no...I don't want you to change. I want you to stay like this." Megaera smiled and laid beside her, stroking her hair, "*I've never been with a human before. I feel...something I've never felt. Some kind of longing. A desire. You humans call it love...or lust. I don't know which.*" Chrissy ran her fingers through Megaera's black, feathery hair, "I think it's both. At least in me, it is." Her hands went to Megaera's breasts, then she raised up to press her lips to the dark nipple. Megaera placed her hand on the back of Chrissy's head, holding her in place, luxuriating in the foreign sensations that coursed through her body. The sensations grew in her, to the point that they became too much, causing her to moan. She looked at Chrissy's small breast and touched it gently, comparing Chrissy's white flesh with it's pink nipple to her grey skin. She pressed on the nipple, squeezing it. The small breasts, the smooth, unblemished skin, the small closed lips of her pussy. The girl before her was beautiful, but in her 3000 years, she had seen thousands of young beautiful girls before so it confused her why this one stood out. 'Why is this one different?', she asked herself. She grazed her fingers lightly along the smooth skin, causing Chrissy to squirm and giggle. Her giggling! It was sweeter than mead. She pulled Chrissy's mouth from her breast and kissed her again. Laying against Chrissy, she felt a tingling in her pussy. Instinctively, she draped her leg across Chrissy's thigh and pressed herself against it, bringing some relief, but not enough. She pressed harder and scraped it against her leg. 'Aaahh...This feels so good.' As her hunger burned within her, she began moving faster and harder, till she was frantically humping Chrissy's leg. Suddenly she pulled away fearfully, raising herself up. With her strength, she could easily break Chrissy's leg. 'Slowly...Gently...', she told herself, 'You don't want to hurt her.' Spreading Chrissy's legs, she straddled one of her legs, slowly pressing her pussy against Chrissy's, reminding herself not to press too hard. Rubbing gently against Chrissy's, she smiled at Chrissy's reaction, thoroughly enjoying this little girl. `My own petite nymph!', Megaera told herself as she felt the sensations grow stronger as she gyrated her pussy against Chrissy's. Her breathing coming fast and shallow as her tail twitched like mad and her pussy burned with an intensity. Seeing Chrissy's eyes as big as saucers, Megaera raised both of Chrissy's legs up and pounded her pussy against Chrissy's as she kept reminding herself to be gentle with this frail human. The young girl's expressions on her face as she surrendered to her orgasm, pushed Megaera over the edge as jolts of pleasure traveled throughout her body. "�"αĭα À∏òλωv �`ελŋvŋ! (By Gaea, Apollo and Selene! {or "By the Earth, sun and moon!"})" Chrissy's breathing became erratic as her legs instinctively wrapped around Megaera's waist, holding Megaera to her. Whimpering through her orgasm, Chrissy scrunched up her face as she wrapped her arms around this god. Seeing this, Megaera felt something explode deep inside her, then pushing throughout her body, causing her to suddenly feel very warm. She let out a cacophonic cry, "AAAAAGGGHHHHH...", as this almost painful feeling coursed throughout her body. She marveled at the feeling, 'No wonder Zeus is always copulating with those nymphs!' She open her eyes to see Chrissy looking at her, fearful and quiet. "*I did not mean to frighten you.*" Taking Chrissy's head in her hands, she stroked her hair lovingly. Chrissy returned her smile, gazing at her with bliss, then she jerked slightly, her smile disappearing as her eyes and mouth slowly opened. "*I'm not hurting you, am I?*" Chrissy shook her head slowly, as her trembling breath slowly came out. Her eyes staring blankly at the ceiling, her hands clutched the sheet as Megaera's tail plunged deep inside her pussy, writhing and twisting, causing Chrissy's breath to come in gasps. Megaera cradled Chrissy to her, nuzzling her cheek, "*You are so beautiful*." And indeed, she was. The girl's natural beauty already had captured Megaera's heart and now as she was giving Chrissy the same heavenly feelings that she had experienced moments ago, she understood the emotion that humans referred to as love. Yes, this was love. She wanted to make this girl happy, to comfort and care for her. She knew the price, but she didn't care. She had been alone too long and now that she had experienced this exquisite girl, she didn't want to be alone anymore. Chrissy's arms and legs wrapped around Megaera, desperately trying to keep them together as her orgasm burned within her, then bursting forth causing her to scream, "AAAAIIIIIIII...." Megaera's tail continued to writhe within her like a snake. Chrissy's face winced from the agony of pleasure, causing her to whimper until a second and then a third orgasm hit her. She cried out again and then Megaera finally was merciful and pulled out her tail, causing Chrissy to tremble from her oversensitivity. She layed limply, her eyes closed, her breathing slow and deep. She was exhausted and weak. Megaera pulled the black silk sheet over both of them and then pulled Chrissy against her as her wing draped over and enveloped her. Megaera watched her as she slept, lightly stroking her hair and cheek. She had never understood the concept of love and lust before, but now she did. She now knew why humans married and had sex. Megaera smiled sadly at her, thinking of what she lost. *'But this is what I want'*, she thought, *'The day after tomorrow, I will tell Tisiphone what I have done.'* ***** Several minutes later, Chrissy opened her eyes, seeing Megaera laying quietly with her eyes closed and feeling Megaera's arm at the small of her back, holding her. Rolling partly onto her back, she looked at the great wing wrapped around her and then up at the expanse high above them. The pale pinpoint lights did look like stars against the night sky. She looked at them dreamily, still feeling the peaceful pleasure from her orgasms. 'The change is amazing. From the way I felt at lunch earlier...to how I feel now...is simply amazing.' She ran her finger over Megaera's great wing, still in disbelief that the Greek gods were real. She felt so safe and secure as if nothing could touch her in this protective cocoon. Breathing a deep sigh of utter contentment, she looked at the dark form laying against her, thinking, 'So, this is what it's like to have sex with a god.' She then turned over and nuzzled into Megaera. 'And this is what it's like to be loved by a god', she thought just before she fell asleep. ***** Chrissy felt something on her lips. Her eyes opened slowly, then closed. She was so tired. "*Chrissy*..." "Huh...", she mumbled sleepily. "*Chrissy..."* Something tickled her breast. "What is it?", she mumbled sleepily. "*I need to take you home*." "Can you take me back in the morning?", she turned over on her back, but her eyes were still closed. "*It is morning.*" Chrissy's eyes popped open, "What?! I slept here the whole night?!" She sat up suddenly, the sheet falling away, exposing her breasts to the cool air. She looked back and forth over the bed for her clothes. Spotting them, she crawled over, digging through them for her underwear. Leering at Chrissy's bare ass as she was bent over and smiling at her endearing cuteness, Megaera once again felt the strange desire that caused her to become attracted to this human in the first place. Recalling Zeus' decree once again, she felt only a small twinge of regret which was quickly forgotten. Chrissy scrambled to put her clothes on, her thoughts blurting out in a single breath, "How am I going to get home?! What are my parents going to think?! Oh GOD! I can't go to school!" She felt Megaera's hand turn her cheek toward her, "*Do not worry. I will take care of you.*" Chrissy nodded as she quickly grabbed her shoes and crawled to the edge of the bed to put them on. Megaera stood up and walked to the edge, hopping off. Seeing Megaera's naked body, Chrissy asked, "Don't you need to get dressed or...change?..." "*No.*" With her shoes on, Chrissy started for the entryway, but Megaera stopped her. "*Here. I'll carry you.*" Megaera picked Chrissy up in her arms and instead of going through the entryway into the maze, Megaera told Chrissy, "*Hold tight*." Chrissy did and as her eyes widened, Megaera leaped into the air, flapping her great wings. They swiftly rose up and as Chrissy braced herself to crash against the ceiling, they were suddenly outside, far above the roof of Midtown Spa. Chrissy watched in wonder as trees, buildings and streets swiftly passed by. Then less than half a minute later, they were slowly descending down to her house below, landing in the shadows beside her bedroom window. Megaera set Chrissy down. Chrissy gazed at Megaera's nakedness, then out to the street, expecting a neighbor to pass by and see her. Chrissy asked, "When will I see you again?" "*Sooner than you think.*" She bent down and kissed Chrissy gently, "*Go get ready for school.*" Chrissy gasped and looked at Megaera apprehensively, "I've been gone all night! My parents have probably called the police! What am I going to do?!" "*Nothing. I'll take care of you.*" Chrissy's eyes widened, "What are *you* going to do?!" "*You'll see. Go get ready.*" Chrissy raised her window and climbed in. She quickly shed her clothes and took a shower. Afterwards, she looked for her backpack, but couldn't find it. Then she remembered, it was in her locker at school. She had left it behind, *with her purse!*, when she fled yesterday. She came out of her room. Her mom was in the kitchen, cooking breakfast, "Oh, hi Honey. Did you enjoy the movie last night?" Chrissy's eyebrows raised, "What movie?" "The movie that you and your friends saw. You called me about it when school let out yesterday." Chrissy stared at her mom blankly. In her head, she heard Megaera's voice from an hour ago, "*I'll take care of you.*" "Oh, it was okay", she replied, not knowing what else to say, "I'm going to school now. I'll be back later." "Are you doing anything after school?", her mom asked. "Hopefully", she replied. She went out the front door, closing it behind her. As she walked towards the street, she wondered when or if she would see Megaera. Turning onto the sidewalk, there was a girl who looked to be 17 or 18 years old, standing on the sidewalk, seemingly waiting for her. The girl wore black leather pants, a black bustier and tall black boots. Chrissy approached warily, wondering why this girl appeared to be waiting for her. "*Hello Chrissy.*" "Megaera?!" "*Yes.*" "What are you doing?" "*I'm going with you. To protect and comfort you.*" Megaera turned and walked with her down the sidewalk. Chrissy stared at her, uncertain if that was really good or really bad, "How...W-what are you going to do?" "*Deliver you.*" Chrissy walked with her asking hesitantly, "How?" Megaera held up her hand, looking at it, "*I can be very convincing...*", as her eyes turn black, and claws pushed out from her fingertips, "...*after all, I am the Jealous One*." Chrissy became alarmed and pleaded, "But, you said you wouldn't kill her!" "*And I won't.*" "Then what are you going to do?" Megaera turned to her and smiled, "*I will put the fear of god in her.*" As they walked, Megaera's eyes changed back and her claws retracted. For a long time, she was silent, and didn't look at Chrissy. Then she said, "*I want you to know... I enjoyed being with you last night...and I don't have any regrets.*" Chrissy looked at her confusedly, not understanding what she was talking about. "I don't have any regrets either. You made me feel...safe and warm", Chrissy responded. As they approached the school, Chrissy began feeling apprehensive. Yesterday was the worst day of her life. She deserved it for how she treated the other kids, and she had paid that price and then some. But she knew Karen wanted more...much more. She didn't know what to do. If it wasn't for Megaera, she never would have come. She wanted to take Megaera's hand, but it was going to be bad enough without the kids taunting her for being a lesbian too. She followed Megaera as she went through the main doors and then into the office. Chrissy stood back, watching Megaera, completely donned in black, as she leaned over the counter and stared at the receptionist. "May I help you?", the receptionist greeted her. Megaera didn't answer, but continued to stare at her. "May I help...you...", she repeated, staring at Megaera with a blank look on her face. They continued staring at each other, then Megaera said, "*I am Erinyes, a new student here. Assign me the same class schedule as Chrissy Hinds.*" The receptionist typed on the computer for a couple of minutes, a paper printed, which she handed to Erinyes, then she said, "Welcome to McCallum High, Erinyes." Erinyes walked away, taking Chrissy's hand as she walked out the door. Wide-eyed, Chrissy asked her, "What did you do?" "*I told her to enroll me as a new student and give me the same class schedule as you.*" "But how did you make her do that?" "*The weak-minded are easily influenced.*" "You hypnotized her?" "*In a way.*" "What did you say your name was?" "*Erinyes. It's another name for Fury. It's not as foreign to humans as Megaera can be.*" "Erinyes", Chrissy repeated to herself, "I like it. Which one do you prefer?" "*In this form, Erinyes. As a fury, Megaera.*" As Chrissy walked meekly to her locker with her head down, avoiding the stares of everyone around her, Erinyes strutted confidently as if daring any of these feeble humans to cross her path. Chrissy's locker was in the hall beside the gym. Chrissy noticed everyone staring at her, whispering, laughing and pointing. But with Erinyes there, she had the strength to keep going. She looked behind her to see several students following and laughing. Clenching her teeth in embarrassment, she kept walking till she got to the hallway that her locker was in and saw Karen waiting beside her locker. Chrissy froze, her eyes and mouth opened in shock. Yesterday seemed so far away that seeing Karen again jolted her. Erinyes looked in the direction that Chrissy was looking. Erinyes' face slowly became enraged. Telling Chrissy, "*Wait here*", she began walking over just as Karen turned, saw Chrissy, and smiled cruelly. Karen began walking over to Chrissy, "Well, my little piggy has returned to...." Just then, Erinyes grabbed her by the throat and dragged her kicking and reeling, as she vainly tried to pull Erinyes' hand off, into the gym as Chrissy and a few other students stared in shock. In the gym, which was empty, Erinyes slammed her into the wall, stunning her. Karen tried to scream, but all that came out was a garbled gasping, her hands still frantically trying to pull Erinyes' hand off. As Karen stared wide-eyed at this strange girl holding her against the wall, the girl started changing before her eyes. Her eyes and skin became darker, faint, wispy tendrils of smoke began rising from her skin and to her horror, a great pair of grey wings slowly unfolded. Karen screamed in terror, but was stifled by the clawed hand grasping her throat. Then the winged horror flew up, carrying her up into the scaffolding of the basketball basket. Setting her in a nook twenty feet above the floor, Megaera kept her hand around Karen's throat, thinking of how this evil girl had hurt the one she loved. The monster brought it's face to within inches of Karen's, growling in an unearthly voice, "*I want to kill you so bad...", *it lifted its other hand up to slowly scrape its claw down across her face, "*...to gouge out your eyes...rip off your arms and legs...to hear you scream....but I promised."* "*What...are...you*?", Karen choked out. Megaera roared at her, *"I AM CHRISSY'S LORD AND MASTER!! YOU ARE NOT!!* *DO YOU WISH TO LIVE*?", Karen nodded frantically, tears running down her face, "*THEN DO NOT EVER APPROACH CHRISSY AGAIN OR I PROMISE YOU THAT YOUR PARENTS WILL WEEP WHEN THEY SEE WHAT I HAVE DONE TO YOU AND HOW YOU HAVE SUFFERED*!!" Megaera's eyes stared at Karen intensely, holding Karen's frightened gaze. Tilting her head at her, Megaera continued to stare. Karen slowly stopped squirming as her eyes glazed over. "*Pull out your phone...*" Karen did. "*Now delete the video of Chrissy from your phone",* Karen pressed on the screen a few times, "*now delete it from your cloud storage account.*" Karen pressed on the screen several times, then stopped. Megaera took the phone from her and crushed it in her hand, dropping the shattered pieces on the floor. Grasping the collar of the dress that Karen was wearing, Megaera ripped the dress from her body, dropping it on the floor, then she ripped off her bra and panties, then dropped twenty feet to the ground, morphing back to Erinyes as she fell. Erinyes looked back up at Karen sitting naked in a stupor, twenty feet above the floor. Then she picked up Karen's torn clothes and carried them out of the gym. Chrissy ran up to her, asking in a worried voice, "What did you do?!" "*See for yourself*", Erinyes answered as she dropped Karen's clothing in the trash can in the hall. Chrissy opened the door and walked in, looking all around, "I don't see her." Erinyes came up behind her and pointed up. Chrissy's eyes traveled up till she saw Karen, sitting naked and still, in the scaffolding, just below the ceiling. She gasped, "Is she dead?!" "*No. Just mesmerized.*" "And the video..." "*Gone.*" Chrissy stood still, unable to move or react, then as she felt relief wash over her, her eyes began welling up with tears. The nightmare had ended. Tears rolled down her face. She couldn't help it. The fact that she was free overwhelmed her so that she couldn't control her feelings. Erinyes watched Chrissy as she wiped away the tears rolling down her face and asked, "*Why do you cry? Are you not happy*?" Chrissy sniffled, "I've never been happier in my life. That's why I'm crying." Erinyes, though still confused as to why Chrissy cried, could tell that Chrissy was happy, and that made her happy. This is what she wanted, for Chrissy to be happy. Before, she would have considered that a weakness, a human frailty that was above her. But now, this frailty was one that she wanted too. *'Such is love'*, she reasoned. Chrissy dried her tears, took one last look at Karen trapped with no way to escape her fate, and turned toward Erinyes, "I can't thank you enough..." "*And you'll never need to*", Erinyes replied. ***** After leaving her locker to go to her first class, Chrissy walked with her head down, still not wanting to look at anyone, the memory of yesterday still fresh in her mind. The jeers and comments that she had been dreading began immediately, "Hey pig-girl, does your breath still smell like shit?!" However, she quickly looked up as the jeers quickly turned to cries of pain as she heard a loud crash. Gasping in surprise, she saw an enraged Erinyes smashing one guy's face into the lockers, breaking his nose, throwing him across the hall and then picking up the second guy over her head to heave him through the large front window of the library. Chrissy finally found her voice... "ERINYES!!", Erinyes turned to see Chrissy staring wide-eyed at her, "Don't!..." "*As you wish*", Erinyes replied, dropping him on the floor. Glaring at the two guys laying on the ground, Erinyes went back to Chrissy, telling her, "*I was not going to kill them, just...*" "Please don't kill anyone, I-I just don't...." "*I won't...but I also won't stand idly by while they mock you.*" They continued walking. Every now and then, somebody would make a rude comment to Chrissy and would instantly regret it as Erinyes' anger lashed out. The bloody faces began sending a message to the rest of the school. Say anything about Chrissy and swift, brutal retribution soon followed. Chrissy noticed a change in the hallway. All eyes were on her and Erinyes. Some staring in shock, others in fear. In five minutes, Chrissy had gone from being the most derided to the most feared. The climax came as Chrissy was walking towards the gym for PE and she saw her former comrades, Sandy and Kelly walking toward her. Chrissy looked at them, curious as to what they would say, but as they approached, they quickly averted their eyes. The biggest bullies in the school! Averting their eyes as she approached! 'Such is the power of a god', Chrissy thought to herself, as she looked at Erinyes, walking confidently beside her. Word had already swept throughout the school about Karen being found completely naked in the gym and how the fire department had to be called to get her down. She was bawling like a baby, babbling about some monster. The police were called to investigate and they quickly decided Karen needed more help then they were able to give. During PE class, as Chrissy played basketball, Erinyes contented herself to watching her. Actually, more than watching, Erinyes was leering at the short shorts and the T-shirt that Chrissy wore as she danced around on the court. Erinyes did not have gym clothes and wasn't about to demean herself playing such a ridiculous game anyway. The PE teacher, Coach Sanderson noticed the new girl standing on the side instead of being out on the court, "Hey, you..." Erinyes slowly turned her head in disbelief that a mere human would speak to her so. "Yes, you...", the teacher pointed to the court, "Get out there!" Erinyes growled in derision, "*Ởoũλoς*. (Slave)." Coach Sanderson stared at Erinyes. She didn't understand the strange word that came from this new girl, but she did understand that her students weren't supposed to be standing around instead of playing basketball. "Move!", she yelled. Erinyes turned to her, scowling, "Oΰтįς �" �oì ỳ Mέyaιρα*. (Know that I am Megaera*)", Erinyes began walking towards her, her fists clenched and her voice raising, "*�"љящ ổ**'�**љ ẳ"�йдЮЂ �'ы�" чЉ"�ắử т₣∆ξζ ΣΛ λμεǽ ЊŦ�"�..."�**'�** Эư ъщ"�йşλ ļĸŋљ�"ŧĕ чтẞ"�Э ξş! (You are nothing but a speck that is here today and gone tomorrow. You will learn your place or I will put you in your place*!) "Hey!", the coach yelled, "Don't you give me any lip of whatever the hell you're saying!..." At that moment, Chrissy glanced at Erinyes to see what she was doing. Her face tensed up as she saw Erinyes walking towards the coach, in an obviously threatening manner. "Oh shit", Chrissy muttered, then sprinted towards Erinyes standing in front of her so that Erinyes stopped and looked at her. "Hey missy...", Coach Sanderson walked up, "if you don't get your butt out on that court and play some ball, I'm gonna... Glancing over Chrissy's shoulder to the coach, Erinyes sneered, "*ЊЋщự �'�"�" ǽξλ "�лоά* (*Then you have chosen your fate)..."* "Erinyes, please...", Chrissy beseeched her quietly, "I don't want you hurting anyone. Can you come over here?...Please?...For me?" Erinyes glared at the coach and then looked back to Chrissy, smiling, "*For you*", as she let Chrissy take her hand and lead her out on the court. When the coach resumed the game, Erinyes stood still, watching Chrissy while everyone else played around her. Whenever she was given the ball, she looked at it questioningly. The rules and logic of the game were a mystery to her. Coach Sanderson finally gave up on her and pulled her back to the sidelines. Several minutes later, Coach Sanderson blew her whistle signaling class was over and for the girls to go to the locker room to change. Chrissy walked to the locker room with Erinyes following closely behind. As Chrissy took off her clothes for a shower, Erinyes watched her and continued to wonder about these feelings that she had for this human. Over the centuries, she had saved and killed so many, but she never felt anything for them. They were beneath her. Their presence was tolerated, nothing more...until now. She didn't understand these feelings that she had, only that she cared for Chrissy. She wanted her to be happy, comfortable, protected annnd...as Erinyes followed her to the shower and watched her step into the misty spray...she wanted to FUCK her, hard and viciously till they were both quivering puddles of lust...but that would kill her. These humans were so fragile; it didn't take much force to rip off an arm or snap a neck. Last night, she had to restrain herself so she wouldn't break Chrissy's thigh while she was humping against it. Two of the younger, smaller girls who were in the shower, seeing Erinyes still clothed and watching Chrissy, left nervously. They had heard about this new girl and didn't want to be around her. "What are you looking at, lezzie?!", a senior, who obviously was unaware of her infamy, yelled. Enraged, Erinyes marched over, grabbed her hair, pulled her head back to smash her face against the wall...suddenly, she saw Chrissy in front of her, "NO!" "*I am a god!*", Erinyes exclaimed to Chrissy, "*I am to be feared and respected!*" Turning the girl's face to look in her frightened eyes, she growled, "∆�"ĩ �oς ĸαì Φóβoς, ĸaĸóv yuvń! αδưvατẃ δελεáζω με! (I am horror and fear, wicked girl! Do not tempt me!)", then threw her on the floor. Landing on her back and striking her head on the hard floor, stunning her, the senior cowered on the floor, holding her head as Chrissy stared first at her, then at Erinyes in shock. For an instant, Chrissy saw herself throwing a dreg on the floor because she thought herself a god, to be feared and respected. 'Is Erinyes like I used to be, a bully, pushing people around because she's mean?', she thought. Erinyes spoke, "*No. The innocent have nothing to fear from me*", as Chrissy looked at her in surprise, "*It is only the wicked who must fear me.*" Glaring at the senior still cowering on the floor, "*And she is wicked*." ***** After lunch, Chrissy went to the library to try to complete the work she didn't finish yesterday. As she wrote in her notebook, Erinyes began stroking her leg. Chrissy quickly moved her hand off, "Don't! Someone will see!" "*Why should I care? I want to fuck.*" Chrissy's eyes widened at her boldness, whispering, "Well, we can't." "*Why not?*" "Why not?!", Chrissy asked incredulously, "Because I don't want to be seen!" "*Then tonight, in your room.*" Chrissy mulled this over and liked it, except..."My parents won't let you spend the night. Besides they'll hear us." "*Let me tell them*", Erinyes said. ***** As the day passed, no one ridiculed her anymore, but instead feared her...or rather feared the guardian angel who walked with her. When school had ended and they were walking home, Chrissy remarked all of her feelings of the day: her dread at first, the relief of being free from Karen, the ridicule ending. Erinyes asked, "*Are you pleased?*" Chrissy looked at her, "So much. You've done more than I ever thought possible. I can never thank you enough..." Erinyes took her hand, "*Can I spend the night with you in your room?*" Chrissy smiled, "Yes, if you can convince my parents." "*Than you have thanked me.*" "No, I haven't", Chrissy said sadly, "I will never be able to thank you enough. I-I owe you everything...my life..." "*You owe me nothing.*" "No...I do", Chrissy insisted. ***** Chrissy unlocked her door, telling Erinyes, "Well, here goes." Walking in, she saw her dad watching TV, "Dad?" "Hey Chrissy...Who's this?", he said, staring at Erinyes. "This is Erinyes. She's a new student who I met a few days ago and I was wondering if she could...uh...Dad?..." Chrissy stared at the glazed look in her dad's eyes, waving her hand in front of his face, "Dad?..." Then she asked Erinyes, "Did you hypnotize him?" Erinyes smiled at her and turning back to him, said, "*I will be spending the night and fucking your daughter repeatedly in her bed.*" Chrissy's mouth dropped open as she gasped at Erinyes then quickly turned to her dad. He blinked several times and said monotonously, "Okay honey, you two have fun." Chrissy turned back to Erinyes, "Does he know what you just said?" "*He knows that I will be staying here.*" "Wow...I can't believe that", Chrissy said in disbelief, "How long will he stay like that?" "*A few minutes*" Chrissy went to her room with Erinyes following. Throwing her backpack on the floor, she asked, "Does he really think you're going to be fucking me?" Erinyes smiled, "*No.*" "Do *you* think you're going to be fucking me?" Erinyes smiled even more, "*Yes.*" "You're not going to hypnotize me, are you?" Erinyes was taken aback, "*I would never do that to you.*" Then she looked around at everything in her room. "What do you think?", Chrissy asked excitedly. Erinyes smiled at her happiness, "*I love it*", referring to Chrissy's happiness instead of her room. "*Would you like to see my house*?" "You have a house?", Chrissy asked surprised. "*Did you think I lived in that tomb under Midtown Spa?*" "Yes", Chrissy told her matter-of-factly. "*I enjoy sleeping there, but I do have a house on the west end of town.*" "I want to see it! But how can you fly there without anyone seeing you?", Chrissy asked. "*We'll get a ride there.*" She pulled a small, thin phone seemingly from nowhere and spoke something Greek into it, then put it away. "*It will be here shortly.*" Eager to see her house, Chrissy quickly went outside, telling her dad that she was going to her friend's house for a while. Her dad mumbled, "Okay", obviously still mesmerized. A few minutes later, the Rolls Royce Phantom 1925 quietly drove up and a chauffer stepped out to open the door for them. Erinyes and Chrissy stepped inside and Chrissy once again marveled at the interior. The elegant car glided down the street silently as Chrissy sank back into the plush cushion seat, and leaned against Erinyes who put her arm around her. Several minutes later, they pulled up before an elegant manor. The chauffer stepped out and opened the door for them and as she stepped out, she looked in wonder at it. Set back a quarter mile from the street, it was huge and...divine, a place fit for a god. Erinyes took her hand, leading her inside. As Chrissy stepped over the threshold, she was speechless. She had never seen such wonders; statues, tapestries, paintings, swords, armor, intricate wooden carvings, and everywhere...the glint of gold. "This is all *yours*?!", Chrissy asked in incredulously. "*Yes.*" "How did you get all this stuff?" "*Its amazing what you can do with a few thousand years and the powers of a god*", Erinyes replied. Chrissy walked around, admiring everything. Seeing a room off to the side, she went in. Spying a large chest against the wall, she opened it. Inside was a jumble of various objects: a dagger, a helmet, a small box with gears inside and other things. She picked up a rope with a large, jaggedly cut knot tied at one end. It looked out of place with the other objects in the chest. "What's this dirty rope?", Chrissy was looking at "*Oh, that's the Gordian Knot.*" "Why would you keep a dirty rope in here with all these beautiful things?" "*Because of what it is. Everything here is historical and priceless.*" Chrissy spied an old burlap bag underneath the helmet and picked it up. It was heavy and tied at the top with a rope. Holding it up to Erinyes, she asked, "Even this?" "*Especially that! Please don't open it*." "Why not? Is there gold inside?", she asked eagerly. "*It's *Εύρμάλŋ. T*he head of Euryale.*" Chrissy stared at the bag, wide-eyed, "You mean there's someone's head in here?!", quickly dropping it. "*Not someone's...something's.*" Chrissy looked at it with disgust, "Why would you have somebody's head?!' "*Because it's Euryale.* " Chrissy looked over at Erinyes confusedly, as she walked over and kneeled beside Chrissy, "*The Gorgon.*" As Chrissy looked at the bag, she noticed the bag slightly moving as if there were several small animals running around inside. Chrissy fell back in horror, "W-wha..." Erinyes reached out to Chrissy, "*She can't harm you.*" Chrissy was shocked, "You mean she's still alive?!" "S*he's immortal.*" "Why would you want something like that?!" "*Euryale was a particularly heinous creature that needed to be purged from the earth. She could not be allowed to roam free any longer. The same was done with her sister, Medusa. Perhaps you've heard of her.*" Chrissy quickly got up and went to the other side of the room, trying to distance herself from the bag. Then, she saw some clothes hanging in a wardrobe and began looking at them. They were all black and gothic. Chrissy pulled out several, holding them against her to see what they would look like on her. She liked a black leather bodice and pants among them. "*Do you like those?*" "Yea, I wish I had something like this." "*Try it on.*" "What? Really?", she said excitedly. "*Yes, I would like to see you in it.*" "Right now?", Chrissy asked, looking at the open door. "*Don't worry. No one will come.*" Chrissy kicked off her shoes, then shimmied out of her pants, pulled her shirt off and unclasped her bra, before slipping on the black lace bodice, tying it as best she could. When she looked in the mirror, she said, "Wow, I look intimidating as hell." She tried on the other outfits. They fit her well and she liked how they looked. When she tried to put them back, Erinyes stopped her, "*I want you to keep them.*" "I can't..." "*I want you to. Besides, I like how you look in them.*" Erinyes walked to her, wrapping her arms around and holding her for a while before Chrissy pulled back, "I owe you..." "*No, you don't.*" "Yes, I do. I owe you my life. I want something showing that I'm yours, you know...like a wedding ring, except I don't want a ring. They're so cliché. I want something that symbolizes how I feel." "*What do you want?*" Chrissy looked at her new dress in the mirror, "I don't know, something to go with this...", she looked at her bare neck, "like something for my neck." "A* necklace?*" "No. I don't want anything beautiful. I've worn beautiful clothes all my life, and used them to make others look bad. I want something different, something plain and...something that shows how I feel. How I'm yours." She began looking in the wardrobe looking at various jewelry, "No...no...no...what's this?" She pulled out a heavy black metal ring about six inches in diameter. "*That belonged to Σ∏� ρταĸoς Sρ� rtakos.*" "Who was that?" "*A slave. He was a gladiator who escaped from slavery and led an uprising among his fellow slaves against their Roman captors over 2000 years ago*." "A slave...like me", she said quietly. She looked at Megaera, "So, what is it?" "*It's the iron collar that he was shackled to the wall with."* "He escaped...", Chrissy said to herself as she felt the heavy weight of the metal collar in her hands, thinking for a while before asking, "Can I have this?" "*Everything I have is yours, but why would you want that?*" "Because it symbolizes me perfectly. You helped me escape from slavery. This guy escaped from slavery and he became a free man." "*Actually,...he was killed two years later and 6000 of his fellow soldiers were crucified along the Appian Way as a warning to others."* "Ohhh....", she muttered disappointedly, "Well, I still want it. It's a good symbol. Can you put it on for me?" Erinyes opened it and then closed it around her neck, locking it with a key. Chrissy felt the cold, heavy weight as well as the hardness of it with her hands. "A lot of people will probably get the wrong idea about this, but I don't care. This is what I want." Turning around, she hugged Erinyes, laying her head against Erinyes' chest and closing her eyes, "Now, I belong to you." Erinyes hugged her back, kissing her forehead and whispering, "*And I to you*." ***** The chauffer drove them back to Chrissy's house. Chrissy, dressed in her black leather bodice and a short cloth skirt, leaned into Erinyes, who had her arms wrapped around her. Chrissy touched the hard metal of her collar, feeling it against her neck. It felt so different. It was cold and slightly heavy, but that's what she wanted, different. She knew her parents would object, but she didn't want any of her old clothes anymore. They were just fashion statements that made others feel inferior. She wanted to separate herself from the old Chrissy. Erinyes stroked her hands lightly up and down her arms. "That feels nice", Chrissy sighed. Erinyes' hands came up to cup her breasts, "*And it will feel even nicer tonight.*" When they got back, Chrissy's parents gaped at her as she walked in. "Chrissy?! What in the world?!" Chrissy sighed, "I know, Mom...." She knew this was coming, but she couldn't figure out a good explanation. I mean, how could she explain that she was going to be dressing like this instead of as a beautiful girl? "This is how I want to dress..." "Chrissy, that's hideous", her mom interrupted, "And what is that *thing* around your neck?" "A slave's collar", she whispered, looking down at the floor, red-faced. "A what?", her father, not believing what he heard. "A slave's collar", she said a little louder. "Is this your idea of a joke?!", he stood up, "You're going to take off that trash you're wearing and put on some decent clothes!" "This is what I want to wear!", she told them. "You're not wearing that!", her mom's voice was raising "I don't want my old clothes." Her father took a step towards her, "Now look!..." At that moment, Erinyes walked in, carrying the rest of her gothic clothes. Her father looked at her, "Who the hell are you?! Get out of my house!" Setting the clothes down, Erinyes stared at him, her lips moving as a lisping hiss coming out of her mouth. "Get out of my houuu....", he stood still, staring blankly at her. "Frank?!", Chrissy's mother looked at him, "Frank!" Then Erinyes' eyes turned upon her. Chrissy watched in shock as her mother's voice faltered, then died away, leaving her a listless statue. Then they both turned and sat on the couch, continuing to stare blankly at nothing. "Mom?...Dad?...", Chrissy called quietly, then she looked at Erinyes, her eyes and mouth open. "*I think they'll be more accommodating now.*" "And they won't have any problems with what I'm wearing?" "*No.*" As Chrissy stood before her parents, she felt Erinyes' arms slipping around her waist from behind, then as one of her hands moved up to squeeze her breast through the bodice, her other hand pulled up the hem of her skirt, exposing her panties. Chrissy gasped as she tried to pull down her skirt while simultaneously pulling Erinyes' hand from her breast, "What are you doing?! They're looking right at us!" "*They're mesmerized*", Erinyes whispered in her right ear before taking her earlobe between her lips, "*They can't see us.*" Her whispers continued, "*Look at them...doesn't it make you wet to be exposed before them?*" Chrissy's eyes shifted fearfully from her mom, to her dad and then back again. They were looking right at her, but they didn't speak nor react at all. They just gazed at her and at nothing. Erinyes' hand moved from her breast to her panties, pulling them down halfway to her knees as Chrissy's eyes and mouth dropped open at being exposed to her parents. Erinyes' whisper came to her ear again, "*Should I stop...or should I continue?*" Her finger traced along the slit between Chrissy's legs, causing her to tremble as she inhaled sharply. As her parents looked right at her, there was no denying that this was turning her on. She could see Erinyes' finger glistening from the wetness as it pushed inside. "Continue...", she breathed hoarsely, reaching up with her hands to hold Erinyes' neck as her head leaned back. "When will they wake up?", she asked as Erinyes' hand elicited a moan from her lips. "*In a few minutes.*" Chrissy gasped. "C*um for me.*" Erinyes' middle fingers plunged deep within her pussy. "*I can feel your excitement," *she said, kissing her neck*, "you are dripping wet."* Chrissy's hand's gripped Erinyes' neck tightly, her breathing becoming faster as Erinyes whispered, "*Are you going to cum for me?*", her other hand teasing Chrissy's clit. "Yes...yes...oh God yes...", she groaned as she felt a stirring within her. A tiny spark quickly growing into a flame. Watching her parents watch her, the flame slowly emerged, rising up to consume her entire body until it erupted into a fireball bursting out of her as a long groan from her lips and a gush from her pussy. Her knees buckled and she would have fallen if Erinyes had not held her up. After a few seconds, she yanked her panties back up, then quickly went to her room before her parents could wake up. Erinyes picked up Chrissy's new clothes and followed. In her room with the door closed, she smirked at Erinyes, "I can't believe you did that!...And that I got off on that!" Going to her closet, she looked at all the clothes she had. Dresses, skirts, blouses, jeans, shoes. She grimaced at the sight of them. Then grabbing them off the closet rail, she threw them all on her bed and hung up her new gothic clothes. Afterwards, she grabbed some large trash bags and stuffed her old clothes into them and put the bags in the garage. When Chrissy came back, Erinyes was stretched out on the bed. Chrissy sat on the foot of the bed, wanting to lay against her, but not wanting to be caught doing that by her parents. Erinyes said to her, "*I'm need to visit my sister, Tisiphone tomorrow in New York City. I'd like you to come with me*." "Tisiphone?", Chrissy said nervously, "But you said she's dangerous." "*Not to you.*" "How long will you stay?" "*For the weekend*." "The whole weekend? My parents won't let me stay that long, not to mention going halfway across the country." "*I'll ask them*", Erinyes smiled. ***** About half an hour later, Chrissy's mom told them dinner was ready. As Chrissy walked to the dinner table, she waited uneasily to see what her parents would say, but they said nothing. Nothing about her clothes or collar and they acted like they had known Erinyes for years. After dinner, Chrissy was working on her homework, Erinyes came up behind her as she sat at her desk. She was tired of waiting for her to finish her homework. She was horny and didn't want to wait any longer. She leaned over, wrapping her arms around Chrissy and kissing her neck. Then, grasping the hem of Chrissy's bodice, she began pulling it up. Chrissy held it down, "Don't! My parents may come in?!" "*It is of no concern to me.*" "But it is to me. Just wait a few hours and then they'll be asleep", Chrissy asked. "*I don't want to wait. I want to fuck.*" "Well, you need to wait!" Erinyes closed her eyes in exasperation. As a god, she had never known denial; everything was always hers for the taking. As she sat on the foot of the bed just behind Chrissy, she looked at Chrissy's arm as she wrote, the smooth youthful skin, the slight swell of her breast, aching to be touched... "Erinyes! You need to wait", Chrissy told her as Erinyes suddenly realized her hand was between Chrissy's legs. Withdrawing her hand, Erinyes muttered, "*I should not have to*." Chrissy looked at Erinyes, "It's just a few hours." Erinyes layed back on the bed and stared at the ceiling, whispering to herself, "*Such is love.*" ***** "Good night, Chrissy, Erinyes", her mom said from the doorway, "Don't stay up too late." Then she walked down the hall to her room. Erinyes leapt up from the bed and quickly closed the door. Turning around, she grinned at Chrissy who was absorbed in her phone. Chrissy had been reading about Greek mythology, and asking Erinyes questions every now and then, when she heard a loud crash. Her eyes opened to see the tall, grey form of Megaera looming over her, and looking at the lamp on the floor that her wing just knocked over. Then Chrissy saw the black eyes turn to her, smiling, as she climbed on the foot of the bed. Chrissy gazed at the full, grey breasts with their dark nipples, then down the taunt belly to the hairless lips neatly closed at the V of her thighs. Megaera hooked her fingers into Chrissy's skirt and pulled it slowly down her legs along with her panties. With Chrissy watching, she loosened and pulled the bodice over her head, then admired the young girl's body. Leaning down, she kissed Chrissy's leg, just above her knee. Slowly, she kissed her way up Chrissy's leg; Chrissy watching as she got closer and closer to her waiting pussy. But as Chrissy watched, Megaera moved past her pussy, except for a brief kiss, and continued upward. She gently kissed one of Chrissy's pink nipples while glancing into her eyes. Seeing Chrissy smiling, she kissed it again, holding her mouth onto it for several seconds before bringing her face up to Chrissy's. Her face just above Chrissy's, Megaera panted. She couldn't help it. This girl did things to her that no one else had. She had never been like some of the other gods, such as Zeus with his goatish lust, copulating with every nymph that he came across. She was a punisher of evil. That was all she did over the past 3000 years, but now...she was experiencing so much pleasure in these new feelings of love and lust. She leaned down and licked Chrissy's lips as her hands stroked her hair and cheeks. Chrissy squirmed a little and then gasped, her eyes popping open. She raised up her head, looking between their bodies and saw Megaera's tail in her pussy, whipping back and forth. Megaera laid on top of her, their foreheads touching, holding onto Chrissy as she jerked from the tail thrashing wildly about inside her. Wrapping her arms tightly around Megaera, Chrissy squeezed her eyes tight. "Uuuhh!", she grunted. "*Did I hurt you?"* "No...it's...uh...oh God...", her voice cracked "*Do you want me to stop*?" "Nooooo...", her eyes opened wide, staring wildly at Megaera, her breath coming out in gasps, before seizing up, holding on tightly as she quietly groaned so her parents wouldn't hear, "OOOHHHGODDDDDDddd......" Megaera marveled at the young girl's expressions. She cradled her head, whispering softly in her ear as her tail kept her cavorting upon the bed. Chrissy clutched the sheets tightly, being at the mercy of this thing inside of her. The jolts of pleasure coursed through her body until finally she came in a long drawn out scream, muffled in her pillow. Gasping for breath, her body quivered as Megaera's tail slid out of her, causing her to cry out softly, "Uhh...uhh...uhh..." Finally able to rest, she gulped in her breaths, her eyes closed. Megaera draped her leg over her and then gently laid her wing on top, like a blanket. Stroking Chrissy's hair gently so she wouldn't wake her up, Megaera kissed her lightly on the forehead. ***** Sometime later, Chrissy awoke. Turning her face to see Megaera's eyes closed, she wondered what time it was. She felt the cold metal of her collar pressing against her neck. Then she felt her bladder telling her she needed to pee. Looking at Megaera's wing draped over her, she wondered how she was going to get out of bed without waking her up. She tried to slowly and gently push the wing up, but it was heavier than it looked and only moved about a foot. She tried pushing it again and this time, it sprang up in the air and fell behind Megaera. Surprised, she looked at Megaera and saw her smiling at her, obviously awake. "I need to pee and didn't want to wake you", Chrissy told her quietly. Megaera rose up on her knees so that Chrissy could get off the bed, then layed back down on her back. When Chrissy came back, she laid down against Megaera who wrapped her wings around her. Megaera rolled on top of Chrissy, leaning in close and smiling at her. When Chrissy smiled back, she sighed in contentment. Then she kissed her as she lowered her pussy against Chrissy's. Slowly thrusting herself against the young girl, she deliberately moved slowly so as not to lose control. Eventually, Chrissy turned her face away because she was breathing too hard to kiss. As Megaera watched Chrissy's breathing became deeper and her eyelids start to twitch, the agonizingly slow movements took their toll. Megaera wanted to go hard and fast, but she knew that she could seriously injure or even kill her young lover, so she restrained herself which prolonged the torture. Chrissy asked, "Megaera, can you turn around?" Megaera lifted up, turned around and layed back down so her pussy was just touching Chrissy's mouth. Chrissy grabbed Megaera's butt cheeks and pulled her down so she could press her mouth into the warm, wet flesh. Swiveling her head in a circle, she rubbed Megaera's pussy juice all over her face before sticking out her tongue as far as she could. Chrissy's animalistic lust took over as she hungrily lapped the pussy pressed against her face. Megaera groaned. "*Don't move*...", she told herself, so that she wouldn't press down on Chrissy's face, "*Let her do it*..." She felt Chrissy's tongue on her clit, "*Yes...finally...*" Her orgasm that had been hanging on the edge for so long finally burst forth. Her body tensed up as she locked her muscles, letting Chrissy do everything. She pushed her face into the blanket to stifle her scream as she felt her pussy juice gushing out of her. Chrissy didn't stop, but continued sucking on Megaera's clit, loving the cum pouring out on her and the pleasure that she was giving to the one who had given her so much. Finally, Megaera rolled off and sat up, her sides heaving. "Did you like that?", Chrissy smirked. Megaera smiled, than layed against Chrissy, propped up on her elbow. Her arm and leg draped over her, she looked into her eyes and whispered, "*It was worth the wait.*" She cradled Chrissy's head while stroking her hair, occasionally running her fingers lightly down her body. Long after Chrissy fell asleep, she continued doing this while, giving her gentle kisses while she watched her slept, appreciating the slight rising and falling of her chest and the quiet breathing coming from her mouth. `My little nymph', she whispered to herself. ***** Chrissy's alarm went off, stirring her from her sleep. Yawning, she reached over and turned off the alarm. Looking over at Megaera, she saw her watching her. "How did you sleep?", she asked. "*I don't sleep*", Megaera answered. "Ever?" "*Gods don't need sleep*", she answered matter-of-factly. "Well...that's convenient." Snuggling up to Megaera, Chrissy wrapped her arms around her, "I love sleeping with you. You make me feel so safe." She looked back at the clock, "Well...I guess we better get up." She got out of bed and trudged sleepily over to the toilet. After she flushed, she turned on the shower and then thought about her collar. Peeking her head out, she asked, "This thing ain't gonna rust, is it?" "*No. It has a light coating of tar.*" Chrissy stepped into the shower, touching the metal ring around her neck and started washing herself. Megaera pulled back the curtain. Startled, Chrissy turned and looked at her, "What?" "*I want to watch you*", Megaera told her. "Watch me what?", Chrissy asked. "*Bathe*." Chrissy smirked, never having thought about it before, "Okay..." She tried to continue washing herself, but Megaera's leering eyes kept distracting her, making her self-conscience, but in a good way. Megaera licked her lips, watching the rivulets of water course down her skin as Chrissy rubbed soap all over her body. This was too much for Megaera. She began to step into the tub with her, but Chrissy stopped her, "We don't have time. I have to get to school." Megaera didn't care about her school and was displeased how other humans were able to dictate when she could be with Chrissy. She was a god; she answered to no one. Immortal, omnipotent and without concern for what this world required...save one, and that was standing before her. She was constantly being amazed at how powerful this force was that affected her. She called it α"�� ∏ŋ; Chrissy called it love. An hour later, they were walking up to the school. Erinyes in her leather goddess outfit and Chrissy in a gothic dress. Touching the collar once again, she wondered what everyone would say. Her reasons for choosing these clothes and the collar suddenly seemed like a bad idea, but she quickly told herself that this was the new Chrissy, the good one, not the spoiled, selfish brat. And her collar was her devotion to Megaera. Stepping inside, she was glad that Erinyes was by her side. She couldn't handle a bunch of accusing comments of why she was dressed this way. As she walked to her locker, no one said anything to her. She knew it was because they were scared of Erinyes. During PE, her collar stood out from her T-shirt and shorts, and it really stood out when she was naked in the shower. Everyone stared and pointed. To the few who asked, she replied that it was a personal symbol. All that day, she listen to their comments: "Why would you want something so ugly?", "Isn't it heavy?", "It makes you look like a slave." The reason was too complicated and embarrassing to get into, not to mention unbelievable, so she simply said, "This is what I wanted." ***** When school ended and they were walking home, Chrissy was both excited and nervous. Excited about taking a trip to New York City with Megaera and nervous about meeting her sister, Tisiphone. "*My chauffer will pick us up in about forty-five minutes to take us to the airport.*" "You aren't going to fly us there, you know...with your wings?" "*I could, but it would be really uncomfortable for you and it would take several hours.*" When they got to her house, Chrissy packed some clothes while Erinyes waited. "I guess you don't need to pack", Chrissy smirked at her. "*All I want to bring is you*", Megaera said as she came up and wrapped her arms around her, kissing her briefly. A few minutes later, Chrissy said, "I think I have everything", looking around. They walked out to the living room, Chrissy, holding her luggage bag, a little anxious as to how her parents were going to react. "You all set for your trip?", her dad asked. "Uh, yea", she replied nervously. She knew Erinyes had mesmerized them about the trip, but it was still nerve-wracking. Her mom came up and hugged her, "Have a good time, dear. Call us when you can." Her dad said, "Erinyes assured us that she would keep you thoroughly fucked while you two are up there." Chrissy's mouth dropped open at her dad, then she whipped her head around to stare, boggled-eye, at Erinyes, who simply grinned at her. As they walked outside to the Rolls Royce, Chrissy remarked, "I can't believe you had my dad tell me that!" "*I wanted him to know that you would be in good hands.*" "Yea, right!", Chrissy snickered at her. They climbed inside and as they were driven to the airport, Chrissy leaned back against Erinyes, who wrapped her arms around her while she gently kissed the back of Chrissy's neck and shoulders. Chrissy looked at her, "I'm really excited about this, but I'm still a little nervous about your sister." "*Don't be.* *I'll be with you*." Chrissy closed her eyes as she relaxed in Erinyes' arms. After a while, she asked, "What are we going to do while we're there?" "*Anything you want.*" ***** It was just after dusk as they were landing at La Guardia, Chrissy looked in amazement at the lights of New York City against the dark sky. After they left the plane and were walking to the baggage claim to get Chrissy's bag, Erinyes told her that Tisiphone's chauffer would be waiting for them. They walked outside to see a Rolls Royce and a chauffer holding open the door for them. Stepping inside, Chrissy leaned against Erinyes for comfort, as she grew nervous about meeting Tisiphone. As the car pulled up to a manor, just as impressive as Erinyes', she took Erinyes' hand. Sensing her apprehension, Erinyes told her, "*Don't worry*." But Chrissy couldn't help but worry as they walked towards the door. Chrissy saw Erinyes changing out of the corner of her eye. As she turned to look, wings sprouted out of her back, her skin blurring to grey and she grew to the six foot height that Megaera was. "*I grow tired of that human form*", she told Chrissy smiling. Chrissy snickered at how funny that sounded. As they approached the door, it opened before them to reveal a small, sweet looking girl who appeared to be no more than 14 years-old. Megaera walked up to her, glaring and growled, "*What are you supposed to be*?!" Chrissy told Megaera, "Don't frighten her. It's just a little girl." Megaera sneered, "*This is no girl. This is Tisiphone.*" Chrissy blinked in disbelief at the little girl, saying, "I thought she would look like you." "*She does", *then she asked the girl, "*Why do you look like that?*" Tisiphone answered, "*It's so I won't frighten Barbara.*" "*And who is Barbara?*", Megaera asked. "*My lover.*" Megaera asked, "*Your lover?!* *Is she a god?*" "*No. A human.*" Megaera was silent for a few seconds and asked in a stunned voice, "*You have a human lover?*" Tisiphone looked at Chrissy, "*As do you.*" Megaera replied, "*Apparently, we have much to discuss*", as she tried to step inside, but Tisiphone stepped in front of her, blocking her from coming in. "*Change into your human form. I do not wish Barbara to be frightened of you*", Tisiphone told her. "*I do not wish to. I have been in that form for too long*", Megaera scoffed at her, putting her left hand on the girl's chest to push her out of the way, but the girl reached out with her right hand, grabbing Megaera's arm and pulling it away. As Chrissy watched in horror, the little girl's eyes melted into blackness as wisps of smoke seemed to rise from her skin. In an eerie voice, she told Megaera "μŋ δοкſμń μον α�...тό! (*Do not test me on this*!)" Megaera stared defiantly back, "εσν θέλш να кάνш кάτſ ν∏εрετώ άνθρω∏ος? (*You wish to serve a human?*)" Glancing at Chrissy, then back to Megaera, Tisiphone asked, ""�άνω εσν (*Do you*?)" Megaera looked at Chrissy, who was clearly frightened of the spectacle happening before her, and quietly sighed. Then to Chrissy's amazement, her wings folded and melted into her back, her skin blurring back to flesh color as she shrank to a five foot girl again. Looking back to Tisiphone, Erinyes said, "*We have much to discuss.*" The little girl smiled, her eyes normal again and the smoke dissipated, stepped aside and offered her hand to Chrissy, saying cheerfully in the cutest voice, "*Hi, I'm Tisi*." Having seen the monstrous transformation that this girl had undergone, Chrissy was still freaked out by her and reluctantly reached out and shook her hand, "I'm Chrissy." "*Welcome*", taking Chrissy's hand, she blurted out, "*How was your trip*?" "Uh, fine." Tisi seemed so much like a young, friendly girl; the complete opposite of what Chrissy was expecting. "*You have to meet Barbara. By the way, I love your clothes*", she looked at Chrissy's collar, then at Erinyes, "*From your collection, I take it.*" Erinyes explained, "*She wanted it.*" Taking Chrissy's hand, Tisi said, "*Let me introduce you to Barbara*", and led her towards the stairs spiraling along the curved wall. Chrissy looked back worriedly at Erinyes, who told her, "*It's okay. I'm coming.*" As they climbed the stairs, Tisi explained, "*Barbara has had a bad life and is easily frightened so I stay in this form.*" Turning to Erinyes, she glared, "кαθώç βοvλŋσŋ εσν! (*As will you*!)" Erinyes rolled her eyes at the remark as they climbed. Chrissy marveled at the artwork as they walked down the hall, with Tisi explaining their origins. Coming to a double door, Tisi opened it to reveal a bedroom the size of her entire house. A young woman in a white peplos, a Greek tunic, stood near the bed, and quickly came over. Curtsying before Tisi, she told her, "She is cleaning the τοvαλέτα, my lady." Rolling her eyes and sighing in exasperation, Tisi told Chrissy and Erinyes, "*I keep telling Barbara that she has servants to do her bidding, but she doesn't like being waited on and served. It makes her feel bad.*" Tisi went into the bathroom on the left, "*Barbara, I want you to meet someone.*" Tisi and a young woman, about 20 years-old came out. They walked over and Tisi told her, "*Barbara, this is my sister, Megaera and her human, Chrissy* " "Hello", the woman said shyly. Tisi told Barbara, "*They will be staying with us for the weekend.*" Barbara smiled and asked excitedly, "Would you like to see the garden that I've been growing?" Chrissy smiled, "Sure." She looked at Erinyes who smiled, then followed Barbara. As Barbara led Chrissy down the hallway towards the stairs, she said, "I'm still getting used to this house. It's so big. Sometimes I wake up in the morning and think that I'm still back in my old house and...I...." She stopped walking and didn't say anything else and Chrissy looked at her wondering why she stopped talking. She had a painful expression on her face, then her mouth opened and she gulped in a deep breath of air as if she had been holding her breath, then she continued walking, "Anyways, I have this garden outside that Tisi and I have been working on. Tisi told me that she had never been interested in flowers, but I've always wanted a garden and so I asked if I could have one and she said yes and so we've been growing flowers." Chrissy saw what Tisi meant when she said that Barbara was easily frightened. The woman appeared to have a fragile shell as if the slightest thing would cause her to collapse. Her demeanor seemed to be more than just timid, she seemed to be a frail and delicate flower that needed to be handled with care. Barbara led her back down the stairs and out the doors leading outside, behind the house. Chrissy gaped at the expanse before her, the vast patio and the huge green lawn with a small garden of flowers to the side. They walked over there while Barbara talked about how she started the garden, "Tisi had everything brought here and I planted all the flowers. I wasn't sure if they would grow, but they did." Barbara then looked at Chrissy for a few seconds, then asked, "Tisi told me that she had a sister, two sisters, that were the same as her. Megaera is a Greek god too?" Chrissy nodded, "Yes." Barbara looked at her strangely, "And you're a human? You're not hundreds of years old, are you?" Chrissy stared at her few a few seconds before answering, "No...I'm only fifteen years old and yes, I'm a human." Barbara smiled weakly, "After I had known Tisi for a while and she brought me here, she told me that she was a god, but I didn't believe her. Then she showed me...", the painful look appeared again on Barbara's face, "I'm sorry...It's a bad memory for me. If you don't mind my asking,...uh, how did you meet Megaera?" Chrissy thought for a while. She wasn't about to tell her that the first time was during an orgy at a lesbian spa. The second time was what mattered. "At my high school,...", Chrissy looked down in shame, "I used to be a different person. I was a bully. I was mean to people. One of the girls that I was mean to...took revenge on me. She hurt me really bad and began blackmailing me. I prayed for help and...Megaera answered", Chrissy wiped a tear from her eye, "She saved my life,...more than once." Barbara nodded her head, saying, "Tisi saved my life too." Chrissy asked, "How did you meet her and how did she save your life?" Barbara's eyes welled up with tears as she looked down and whispered, "I don't like to think about it." She reached out to touch a sunflower in the garden, "Sometimes, I think it was all a bad dream,...but it wasn't." ***** Above them, Erinyes and Tisi stood on the balcony, looking down on Barbara and Chrissy below. Erinyes asked Tisi, "*So, you are also consorting with a human.*" Tisi leaned on the stone decorative railing as she watched Barbara, "*As are you. She needed my help and...I don't know what happened. I began having feelings for her. I fell in love. And you?*" "*The same.*" Tisi looked at Erinyes, "*You know Zeus' decree.*" Erinyes narrowed her eyes as she watched Chrissy, "*I know of it.*" Tisi said, "*Does Chrissy know*?" "*She does not.*" "*Will you tell her?*" Erinyes thought silently then said, "*I will not lie to her, but I do not want her to blame herself. If she asks, I will tell her.*" Tisi said, "*I have made my choice. Barbara knows nothing of it...and she never will, but why would you risk everything...to consort with a human?*" Erinyes paused for a few seconds, gazing at her beloved before answering, "*For the same reason that you have. Love.*" ***** The young woman from the upstairs bedroom came out, curtsied and exclaimed, "*My lady, dinner is ready.*" Barbara looked up, "Oh Agathe, I'm sorry. I forgot to help you." "*Quite all right, my lady*." She curtsied again before going back in. "Agathe is always helping me. She's so nice", Barbara explained as they went back inside. Barbara led Chrissy to a huge room with a vaulted ceiling. Tapestries hung from the walls adorned with hunters, maidens and unicorns. A massive oak table, with a veritable feast upon it, graced the room with intricate carvings along the sides, but it was only about 18 inches high. Around the low table were cushioned benches with pillows piled at one end of each bench. Barbara encouraged Chrissy to lay down on a bench on her left side and recline on the cushions. Barbara reclined on a neighboring bench. As Erinyes and Tisi came in to join them, Barbara told Chrissy, "Tisi told me this is how the ancient Greeks would eat. It seems strange at first, but you get used to it." As they ate, they chatted about what Erinyes and Chrissy could see and do during their visit and other things. Afterwards, Chrissy and Erinyes went upstairs to the balcony to look out at the city skyline. As Chrissy gazed at everything, Erinyes, standing behind her, wrapped her arms around her and kissed her neck. "Hey! There's the Statue of Liberty! Wow, I never thought I would get to see it", Chrissy exclaimed excitedly, "Can we go see it tomorrow?!" Erinyes tilted her head so that she could see Chrissy's face, "*You want to* ?" "Yea!" , continuing to look at it. Suddenly, she felt herself being picked up and then her stomach dropped as the ground suddenly fell away. Startled, she threw her arms around Megaera, grasping onto her tightly, then looked at Megaera, "You could have warned me." Megaera smiled as she swiftly flew through the dark sky. Looking down in wonder at the streets and skyscrapers below them, Chrissy never ceased to be amazed at being able to fly. The only noise was the wind roaring in her ears. This far away, she felt disconnected from everything else, as if she and Megaera were the only ones in the world. The Statue of Liberty slowly became larger as they approached. As they skimmed just above the surface of the harbor and came to Ellis Island, Megaera suddenly soared up, rising with the statue's upright arm, and lighted on the torch's balcony. Megaera gently set Chrissy down. "Whoa! This is even better!", Chrissy said in stunned belief. She looked down at the ground far below her and then across to the city. She looked at Megaera to see what she was looking at and saw, with confusion, that she was looking out over the ocean. "What are you looking at?", Chrissy asked. "*Out there. About five thousand miles*", she pointed. "What?", Chrissy looked to where she was pointing. "*That is where Mount Olympus is.*" "That's where all the gods and goddesses live?", Chrissy asked, "What's it like?" "*It was beautiful", *her voice sounded distant, "*I would listen to Calliope's epic poetry and Clio's historical tales, and walk among the gardens. I loved sitting in on the meetings at the Pantheon.*" To Chrissy, the tone of her voice and her descriptions of it made it sound as if it were no more, "Isn't it still like that?" "*Yes*", she answered in a flat voice. "Then could you take me there some day?" "*No"*, she replied sadly. Chrissy was disappointed, "Well, you could go there and visit." Megaera didn't say anything. Chrissy walked over, "Megaera...?" "*I cannot*", she said quietly. Chrissy was puzzled, "Why not?" "*I have been forbidden to.*" Chrissy was stunned, "Why?" Megaera took a deep breath, then said, "*Because I have dared to love a mortal.*" "A mortal?...", Chrissy echoed. Then it slowly dawned on her. She was the mortal. "It's me...", she said quietly, "You were...banished...because of me..." Megaera turn to look at Chrissy, "*I do not want you to blame yourself. This is my doing.*" "What is?" "*Zeus has decreed that if any god consorts with a mortal, then that god shall become a mortal.*" Chrissy looked bleakly at her and asked quietly, "What does that mean?" "*I am no longer immortal. I shall grow old and die one day, the same as you." *Chrissy felt the tears come to her eyes as Megaera walked over and knelt before her, looking into her eyes, "*I willingly chose my fate. I regret nothing.*" Chrissy felt a tear roll down her cheek, "Why?...Why would you do that?...Why would you give up your home and your life?" With a sad smile, Megaera answered, "*Because I love you.*" I would love to hear what you think at Pedogirllover@gmail.com