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9

"Where have you been?" Eric Camden's voice cut through the 4AM
darkness and froze his eldest daughter in her tracks.
Mary Camden hadn't expected anyone to still be awake, least of
all her father. She was way past her curfew, and she knew she was
going to have hell to pay for that. But there was something else in
her father's voice, a grimness she had never heard before. * Matt! *
the thought shocked her back into the reality of her situation. The
girls had dumped his unconscious body off at his apartment. They
estimated he wouldn't come to until later that morning. * But what if
they were wrong? What if he got up? What if he called here? What if
dad and mom know everything?! *
"Dad ..?" she ventured, not knowing what else to say.
"I know where you were tonight, Mary," her father's grave
voice sent shivers up Mary's spine. "I know who those women are and
what they're doing. Now all I need to know is what you did tonight."
"Dad, it's late .." Mary tried to deflect the interrogation.
"Can't we ..?"
"We're going to talk about this now, Mary," Eric took her arm
and forcefully led her into the study. He slammed the door behind
them. The only light in the room came from the glow of his computer
monitor. Mary read the screen. SOCIETY for CUTTING UP MEN blared out
in bold red letters. "Look at this, Mary. Look at what your new
friends are all about!"
The Reverend Camden shoved his daughter into the chair and
held her there with one hand as he began clicking the mouse with the
other. Image after image of lesbian sex and debased men poured into
her eyes. Twenty-four hours ago, she would have sobbed at him to
stop. Now she just drank the images in. This was nothing compared to
the real thing, what the girls had done to Matt. Part of her wanted
to scream these things to her father, but her better judgment won out.
She just sat there, and waited for the flurry of photos to end.
"And do you know who's connected to this site?" Eric hissed in
her ear. He clicked on a link, and the Sisters of Athena web page
appeared. "These are your new friends, Mary. Sick perverts who
corrupt young girls with their sick pornography."
"I'm hardly a young girl, dad," Mary spoke for the first time
in almost fifteen minutes.
"I'm not talking about you, Mary," her father whirled the
chair around so that he was facing his daughter. "I'm talking about
young girls like Deena. She brought a hardcore lesbian pornographic
magazine into this house yesterday, and she got that filth from your
new friends at the Sisters of Athena coffeehouse."
"You're nuts," Mary fired back. "The Sisters don't give kids
pornography."
"These are the same pictures that were in the magazine Deena
brought over here," Eric kept at her.
"They're porno pictures, dad," Mary challenged him. "They're
everywhere. These web-sites just scan magazine photos."
"What did they do to you tonight, Mary?" Eric pressed. "Did
they try and turn you into a lesbian?"
"I am a lesbian, dad!" Mary was shocked by her own bravery,
shocked that she could even form the words before her father's stern
face.
"You are not!" Eric shouted. "They've brainwashed you!"
"Get a fucking clue, dad," she relished using the f- word in
front of her father. "No one can brainwash you into being a lesbian.
Now let me go!" With strength she never knew she possessed, Mary
Camden sprang to her feet and hurled her father hard against the study
window. As he collided into the drapes, the impact dislodged the
curtain rod from the trellis and he was covered in a billow of
taffeta.
"Eric?" Annie Camden burst into the study followed by Lucy.
"What is going on in here?"
Mary turned to her mom and sister, and saw Ruthie and Simon
clamoring down the stairs.
"Ask YOUR daughter. She's the one who THINKS she's a
lesbian," Eric's body shook with rage. His eyes bugged out, and for a
second his wife thought he might be having another heart-attack.
"WHAT?" Annie looked from her husband to Mary.
"It' true, mom," Mary decided honesty was the best policy at
this point. Let the chips fall where they may. "I'm a lesbian. I've
always been a lesbian. I don't like men sexually. I've just been
pretending, trying to be 'normal.' While I'm not 'normal,' and I'm
through pretending, okay ..? You can disown me, you can hate me, but
you can't change me. No one can change me. SO DEAL WITH IT!"
"That's right, deal with it. That's everyone's solution to
everything these days. We've lost our moral compass. We're all
self-obsessed and headed straight for HELL. DEAL WITH IT! Great
advice, Mary. Ethnic cleansing, deal with it! AIDS, deal with it!
Kids killing kids in high schools, DEAL WITH IT!" Eric dismissed his
eldest daughter with a disgusted wave. 'I've had enough of this ..
enough of all of you. SO DEAL WITH IT!"
Everyone watched in silence as the Reverend Eric Camden
stormed out of his study. "Daddy .." Ruthie tried to stop her father
with an embrace.
"Get out of my way!" Eric shoved his youngest daughter hard to
the ground.
"Eric!" Annie screamed at him, throwing herself to Ruthie's
side.
"Daddy!" Ruthie bawled.
"DEAL WITH IT!" Eric cocked his shoulders and glared at them
all.
"Dad, I think you're having some kind of attack," Simon
stepped between the Camden women and Eric. "Calm down."
"Oh, this is great!" Eric tossed his head back and roared.
"My son the faggot telling me to calm down. How did your sperm taste,
Simon? Come on, why don't you tell your mom and sisters what it felt
like to masturbate on your little girlfriend and then lick your own
sperm off her breasts. Why don't you enlighten us all?"
"Dad .." Simon burst into tears.
"Oo, I guess that's something else we can all deal with now,"
Eric quipped.
"Get out of this house RIGHT NOW, Eric!" Annie shouted as she
soothed the bump on Ruthie's brow. "GET OUT!"
Eric threw up his hands and stormed out of the Camden house.
Simon went running up to his room sobbing. This left only the Camden
women, alone and shivering in the study.
"Mom?" Lucy started hysterically. "What's happened to dad?"
"He's a man," Mary shrugged her shoulders. "Steph was right.
Men are nothing more than brutes who use their penises as weapons."
"Mom, Mary said 'penis,'" Ruthie sobbed.
"Penis, penis, penis, penis .." Mary spit. "What's the big
fucking deal? PENIS!"
"Mommy, make her stop talking like that," Ruthie whined.
"Mary .." Annie started at her daughter.
"Screw this mom," Mary threw up her hands. "I'm tired of
living in dad's house. And you are, too!" she pointed her finger at
her mother. "I know you are. You and every other woman on this
planet. We don't need THEM! Don't you understand? This is your
wake-up call. Freedom lies just around the corner. Boot his
self-righteous, patriarchal ass out the door and start living."
"Mary, he's your father," Annie snapped.
"He's an asshole, mom, a passive aggressive soul rapist who
worships a dead God of platitudes and genocide. FUCK HIS GOD! FUCK
HIS PRECIOUS JESUS CHRIST and HIS FUCKING BABY JESUS UP THE FUCKING
ASS!"
Stone silence, the silence of metamorphosis, the silence of
shy butterflies beating their wet, filmy wings in the warmth of a new
sun.
A snicker. All eyes turned to Lucy Camden. She collapsed on
the floor in a laughing fit. "FUCK HIS PRECIOUS JESUS CHRIST and HIS
FUCKING BABY JESUS UP THE FUCKING ASS .." she howled. She kicked her
legs up in the air. Mary fell atop her sister in a fit of arms, legs
and laughter. "FUCK HIS PRECIOUS JESUS CHRIST and HIS FUCKING BABY
JESUS UP THE FUCKING ASS," they repeated in unison.
Annie Camden cracked a big smile and wiped the tears from
Ruthie's face. Ruthie looked at her sisters, and then to her mom.
Her young ears had never heard such horrible language. IT WAS WRONG!
Yet, her mom was laughing now, too, and Ruthie saw Annie mouthing the
mantra over and over again under her breath. "Mom ..?" Ruthie asked
her mother between sobs. "Why are you all saying that? Why ..?"
"Because we can, dear," Annie got down onone knee and looked
her youngest daughter in the eye. "We're free now. Finally free. We
can do and say whatever we want. Your father and his god are gone
from this house. Can't you feel it?"
"I don't feel anything," Ruthie rubbed her eyes.
"Exactly," Mary hugged her little sister. "Isn't it
wonderful?" Her eyes lit up and she pulled Ruthie down to the floor,
kissing her pretty young face.
Annie now sank to the floor, too, her lips and arms seeking
out Lucy. Lucy seemed to tense slightly as Annie cuddled up to her
and pressed her lips against Lucy's mouth. "Mom .." Lucy gasped, but
Annie covered her fears with a warm wet mouth and gentle tongue.
Lucy's body went rigid when she realized her own mother was French
kissing her. But, as Annie's hands began to softly caress the
fifteen-year-old's pert bosom, Lucy's suddenly apprehension suddenly
evaporated. An instant later, her own tongue tentatively joined in
the passionate dance until the two were joined in an oral tango.
"Mom! Lucy!" Ruthie gasped.
"It's all right," Mary nuzzled up against Ruthie, running her
hands over her sister's tiny, elfin body. "We're all Sisters."
"Hey, that's what Steph said yesterday," Ruthie recalled.
"Mm hmm," Mary kissed Ruthie's neck as she began pulling the
tiny nightshirt off her sweaty, prepubescent body. "Steph knows a lot
of cool things. Do you want me to teach you some of them?" Mary
cajoled her little sister as her tongue pecked at the grade schooler's
pink nipples.
"That feels good," Ruthie leaned over to kiss Mary. When
their lips met, Mary gently eased her tongue into the little girl's
mouth.
"Ooo, that tickles," Ruthie giggled.
"I know," Mary kissed her again, and this time Ruthie's own
tongue crept out to investigate. Mary worked off her vest and
turtleneck as she taught Ruthie how to French kiss a woman properly.
In a minute, her torso was bare except for her bra. She took Ruthie's
small hands and placed them on her bra cups, squeezing them around her
aching flesh.
"You have such nice .." Ruthie began. "Um .."
"Breasts," Mary laughed. "Or you can call them boobs, or
tits."
"I like boobs," Ruthie giggled.
"Do you want to suck on my boobs?" Mary asked.
"Mmm hmm," Ruthie nodded.
"Come and get them then," Mary giggled as she lay on her back.
Ruthie climbed on her and began instinctively kissing and licking
Mary's belly button. Mary ran her hands through her little sister's
hair, and gasped as Ruthie slowly played her tongue in swirling
circles. * She's a natural, * Mary laughed to herself. * I should
have known. A chip off the old block. *
Ruthie worked her mouth up to Mary's bra, then lifted it
up over her sister's tits and began nursing on her jetting nipples.
Mary hoisted Ruthie's body up so that her little, bald pussy was
within reach. Then Mary gently began massaging her sister's miniature
cunt petals until Ruthie began to moan and suck harder on Mary's tits.
"You can put your hands inside me, too," Mary instructed her
sister. She unzipped her corduroys and snaked out of her slacks and
panties until they were down at her knees. She took Ruthie's tiny
hand in her own and placed it on her hot, moist cunt.
"Wow, it's really wet in there," Ruthie gasped and her little
eyes bugged out.
"That's because you're so cute," Mary explained. "When a
Sister thinks another Sister is cute, her pussy gets all wet and warm.
You can put your fingers inside me," Mary guided Ruthie's hands up
into her sopping snatch. "See?"
"That feels real cool." Ruthie kissed Mary's tits.
"You feel that little bump?" Mary placed her little sister's
hand on her clitoris.
"Mm hm," Ruthie answered.
"That's my clitoris," Mary taught her. "You have one, too.
When you rub your clitoris, it feels real good." She demonstrated by
stroking Ruthie's clit gently. At Ruthie's tender age, the erogenous
zone wasn't fully developed yet, but it still gave her a pleasurable
sensation. She purred and buried her face in Mary's heaving bosom.
"Try it on me now," Mary whispered.
"Okay," Ruthie moaned. She began rubbing her tiny hand over
her big sister's inflamed clitoris, and Mary shuddered with delight.
"That feels soooo good, Ruthie. Soooo good."
Ruthie giggled and continued manipulating Mary's button,
following her big sister's hands as they directed her where and how to
rub and pet. With her other hand, Mary teased pleasure into Ruthie's
prepubescent pussy, and they played together like two frisky puppies
until Mary howled, kicked back her legs and drenched Ruthie's hand
with the essence of newfound femininity.
"Your sister came," Annie whispered into Lucy's pussy lips as
she licked inside the hood of the fifteen-year-old's exposed clitoris.
"Come on, Lucy. You can do it," Annie pleaded. "Cum for your mom. I
want to taste your cum."
"Ooooo," Lucy moaned. Her legs were spread wide and Annie was
feasting on her pussy with abandon. "That feels sooooooo good," Lucy
wailed. "Oh, mom, I love you soooo much. Oh I want to cum for you
sooo bad."
"Just relax, dear," Annie coached her daughter. "You're among
Sisters now. There's no need to be all nervous. This isn't a
contest. This is all about pleasure now. That's the difference
between men and women. Women want each other to feel pleasure. Men
just want all the pleasure for themselves."
"Man, mom, I never thought you'd understand all this," Mary
smiled at Annie.
"Just because I'm your mother doesn't mean I'm not a woman,"
Annie replied. "You and your lesbian friends didn't invent pussy
eating, you know ..?"
"I can see that," Mary laughed. "You go girl," she quipped.
"Eat that spoiled little bitch pussy. Make that little baby dyke cum
like a tidal wave."
"Can I kiss your pussy like mom's doing to Lucy," Ruthie asked
Mary.
"Sure," Mary nodded. "You might as well learn now. Move your
lips down to my pussy." Mary pushed her sister's head down and spread
her legs. "Now use your tongue like you were losing your fingers."
"Like this?" Ruthie asked, darting her small, catlike tongue
across the hood of Mary's puffy clit.
"Oh, yeah!" Mary laughed. "That's the ticket. Lick right
there." She pressed her little sister's mouth into her pussy and
gently ground her hips against the girl's face.
"I'm going to slide my tongue up your ass now," Annie told
Lucy.
"Go for it, mom," Lucy lifted her bottom off the ground
slightly to give her mom better access.
Annie slid two fingers into Lucy's vacant pussy and wormed her
tongue into her tight asshole. Her daughter squirmed. She had never
had a tongue up her ass before. Annie held her down and let her grow
accustomed to the sensation. Lucy's pussy responded by pumping out
more juice. Annie diddled her daughter's clit with a furious rhythm
while she buried her tongue up the teenager's ass-pipe.
"Oh I'm going to cum now, mom, I'm going to FUCKING cum!" Lucy
thrashed about wildly as her convulsed and flooded with hot teenage
passion. "FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!!" She loved finally being able to say
that word. It made her strong. It made her female, it made her whole.
"Mary, don't you think you should give Ruthie a present now,
too." Annie sidled up to her eldest daughter and pressed her
sex-smeared lips into Mary's smiling mouth. The two exchanged tongues
and the taste of Lucy's young, virginal fuck for a moment.
"I get a present," Ruthie was suddenly a small child again.
"What is it?"
"It's a surprise," Mary told her. "Now lie on your back."
"Are you going to lick me like I licked you?" Ruthie asked.
"Mmm hmmm," Mary smiled. "Now just lie back and relax.
Spread your legs. That's it. Look at the beautiful little bald
pussy."
"Have fun," Annie grinned at her eldest daughter before Mary
dove into her little sister's tender, prepubescent pussy. "And you,
young lady," Annie turned to Lucy, "have some more things to learn."
"I don't know if I really want to .. you know ..eat pussy,
mom," Lucy stammered. "I mean I don't want to be a lesbo like Mary.
I think I'm bi. I mean thinking about guy's dicks really turns me on,
too."
"No daughter of mine is going to go out in the world without
knowing how to eat cunt," Annie Camden informed her daughter. "I
don't care if you like cock, too. You are going to learn how to enjoy
pussy, too. You won't ever be a real woman until you do."
"Okay," Lucy arched her eyebrows and shrugged her shoulders.
"Come here, baby," Annie lay on her back, hiked up her
nightgown and spread her legs wide, revealing a glistening, blonde
pussy. "Let mom show you how it's done."
Lucy placed her face hesitantly against her mother's moist
nest, taking a few curious sniffs. She knew what female sex smelled
like. The aroma permeated her skin whenever she masturbated. But
this was different. This was the musky odor of a fully mature woman,
a woman who had born seven children, a woman in serious heat. Lucy
couldn't help but be intimidated as she stared into the very birth
canal that had once born. She almost pulled away, but her mother was
too quick for that.
Annie Camden had now grabbed her daughter by the back of her
hair. Lucy had no choice but to follow her mother's lead as she
gently yet forcefully guided Lucy's quivering lips into her sopping
snatch. Annie gasped when Lucy's mouth grazed her puffy clit. She
wrapped her wobbly thighs around Lucy's head and pressed her daughter
deep into her essence. Lucy grew intoxicated with the aroma, and
began lapping at her mother's cunt with abandon.
"Slow down," Annie coached her daughter. She stroked Lucy's
hair as she instructed her. "That's it. Around my clit. You're a
woman. You know what feels good. Tease the skin right around the
hood. Now lick. Lick. Right there. LICK IT, Lucy. Lick your mom's
cunt. Your mom is so proud of her beautiful daughter. OH YES!"
Annie's body began to twist under Lucy's ministrations, and she
squeezd her thighs even harder around her daughter's head.
Lucy Camden was lost inside her mother's cunt - licking it
like an ice cream cone, savoring every moist morsel of cunt meat that
filled her mouth and lungs with its womanly presence. * God, I am
really licking her well, * Lucy thought to herself in delight. * I am
really licking my mom's pussy like a real woman. I'm going to make
her cum. I'm going to make my mom cum with my mouth. *
"Now slide your fingers in, honey," Annie's whole body
shuddered. "One at a time .. fuck them in and out of my pussy while
you lick. KEEP ON LICKING. Lick. Right there. OH, YES! Right
there. Lick right there and fuck your fingers in and out of my pussy.
You can do it harder. You won't hurt me. Put in another finger now,
so you're fucking me with four fingers and licking my clit. Come on,
baby. Make your proud mommy cum."
Lucy was doing everything her mother told her, and the results
were awesome. Annie was flailing her arms about and squirming about
on the floor, almost tearing away from the anxious teen. But Lucy
kept at it, chasing her mother's cum with her tongue and fingers.
Then she got an idea. Her mother's tongue had felt so cool licking her
ass. Maybe her mom would like some anal stimulation, too.
Without hesitating Lucy lifted her mom's bottom off the floor
and slicked up her other hand with the plethora of pussy juice that
seeped from her mother's womb. Turning her mother slightly on the
side, Lucy dipped her index finger into Annie's puckered sphincter.
Annie's body went rigid and the older woman began thrashing about
wildly.
"OH THAT'S IT!" Annie wailed. "Fuck my ass with your finger.
OH JESUS FUCKING CHRIST I'm GOING TO CUM!" Annie Camden's body locked
into a furious spasm. Lucy held on for dear life, tasting every last
second of her mom's orgasm while she pounded into Annie's holes with
her strong slender hands. "Oh, you're such a good girl .." Annie
praised her daughter. "I'm so proud of you. You make me cum so good
.. so good .. so fucking good .."
"You see, Ruthie, mommy just got her present," Mary giggled
into her little sister's bald pussy as she flicked at the grade
schooler's premature clit with her tongue.
"That feels real good, Mary," Ruthie smiled and kicked her
legs around like a lady bug on its back. "Keep licking me like that."
She paused and sighed. "I'm real sorry about throwing the ball at you
during practice yeserday." Ruthie suddenly blurted.
"I know," Mary smiled and kissed her little sister's pussy
tenderly. "Don't sweat it, okay ..?"
"Okay," Ruthie grinned through her huffing and puffing. "It
feels real weird down there, Mary. Good weird, but weird .." Ruthie
stammered. "My stomach feels all .. all .."
"Like it's knotted up?" Mary asked.
"Yeah, how did you know?"
"Because that's what happens when you start to get your
present," Mary explained as she strafed the girl's pin-prick clit with
even harder tongue strokes. "You feel all knotted up inside, and then
everything just .. well," she grinned, "you'll see."
"I really want my present," Ruthie whined. "Come on, Mary,
give me my present." The little girl squirmed around, and Mary had a
hard time keeping her mouth on Ruthie's bald pussy.
"Looks like your sister could use our help," Anne kissed Lucy
on the lips. "Come on. All for one, one for all."
Lucy giggled, and she and her mother crawled over to Mary and
Ruthie. "Move up her legs so I can lick her ass," Lucy told her older
sister. Mary smiled and hoisted up Ruthie's tiny bottom and turned
her slithly sideways. Lucy grinned, kissed her little sister's
adorable butt and then snaked her tongue up the grade schooler's
asshole.
"Oooo, that tickles .." Ruthie giggled. "Ooo, Lucy .. ooo ..
oo .."
Annie quieted her youngest daughter by lifting her head and
smothering it with motherly pussy. Annie placed Ruthie's head in her
lap, and the little girl started exploring her mommy's cunt with an
eager, investigative tongue. Every time Mary or Lucy struck a tiny
nerve ending, Ruthie's tiny body would twitch and spasm. The three
elder Camden women patiently coaxed little Ruthie towards her first
orgasm. It was often hard for a girl her age to experience true
orgasm, but the Camdens had faith in little Ruthie. She was a chip
off the old block. She was special. She would cum.
Annie rubbed the girl's flat tits. Her small body writhed
about in ecstasy. Mary chased the cum she could feel building in
Ruthie's miniature clit. Lucy licked the inner walls of Ruthie narrow
ass canal. Ruthie kicked about wildly. "I think I have it!" she
wailed. "I think I have my present .." her moans drifted into a
violent huffing and puffing.
Annie, Mary and Lucy thrilled to the delicious taste of
Ruthie's first, premature orgasm. They licked and sucked her all over
while she rode out the rest of her cum-seizure. "I am so proud of
you," Annie beamed while Ruthie licked her clit, the tremors in her
young body subsiding into shudders.
"I think everything's going to be all right," Lucy hugged
Mary, and the sisters exchanged a passionate, open-mouthed kiss.

10

"An evil has gripped our fair town," Eric thundered from his
pulpit. It was Sunday morning, and the church was packed. Eric had
been bombarding the city with leaflets all week. THE LESBIAN MENACE,
read one. JESUS NOT SAPPHO, read another. Everyone in town was aware
that the Reverend Eric Camden had been kicked out of his home. They
were also aware that his wife and three daughters were now avowed
members of the town's growing and increasingly vocal lesbian
community.
In many ways, the pews were packed with gawkers, curious
townspeople who longed to see a scandalous show involving the
previously implacable Reverend Camden. Eric's pamphlets had outlined
the MENACE threatening their families, their town, their way of life.
The minister had provided details about the Magazine Deena had brought
into his home, the debaucheries going on at Sisters of Athena
coffeehouse, the brainwashing off young women like Mary and Lucy, the
violence being perpetrated on males like his own son, Matt, the
websites, the exploitation of little children .. all of it.
Matt was the only other Camden at church that morning. He sat
in the first pew, his bruised face and broken body quivering in rage
as Eric tore into his sermon.
" .. You've all no doubt read my pamphlets by now," Eric
continued. For those who hadn't, they'd been handed out at the door.
Parishioners were reading them as Eric railed. "So I won't go into
all the horrific details again. I don't need to. You can see for
yourself what those sick twisted lesbains have done .. not only to my
family, but my community .. OUR community. Look at my son. He was
beaten by these degenerates. They would have castrated him if he
hadn't fought them off and escaped. You notice my wife and daughters
aren't here. That is because this CULT has brainwashed them and taken
them from the bosom of God.
"But I'm not the only one this blight has afflicted," Eric
searched the congregation and spied Deena's father. "Stand and come
up here," he told the man. Deena's father rose slowly and dragged his
hulking form to the front of the church. "This man's daughter was
given pornography by these WITCHES .. pornography showing lesbian sex
acts and violence towards men, pornography I found on their own
website. These WITCHES took away this man's daughter. They are
probably abusing her right now, just like they will soon be abusing
all your daughters and sons .."
Suddenly the church doors opened. Daylight and fresh air
streamed into the stilted silence. All eyes turned to the door and
saw Mary Camden enter, arm in arm with a large woman who had to be a
lesbian. Shawna entered next between a beautiful blonde girl and a
thin, boyish-looking redhead. Next came Annie Camden holding hands
with her two youngest daughters, Lucy and Ruthie. More women and
girls filed into the church in total silence, their eyes glaring down
the center aisle and boring into the fiery, loathing gaze of the
pastor, their arch enemy, Eric Camden.
"Your house of god is house of LIES!" Mary hurled the words at
her father.
"I'm calling the police and having you removed," Eric spat
back at her. He flipped open a cell phone and started punching in
numbers.
"Don't bother Reverend," Sergeant Hastings entered the church
now followed by two other people - Simon and Deena. "I think we
should take this all outside," he advised.
"I will not be chased off my own pulpit in my own church .."
Eric started.
Deena's father looked about nervously and started slowly for
the back door. "Going somewhere, child molester," Mary Camden grabbed
his arm.
"Let him go, Mary," Eric demanded. "There will be no violence
against men in my church."
"Get real, dad," Mary snapped at him. "The only violence
going on here was this CREEP molesting his daughter. Or didn't he
tell you ..?" Mary asked. "That was his magazine Deena had, wasn't
it?" she grabbed the brute by the balls and squeezed. "Wasn't it?"
"Fucking dyke, let me go," he tried to push out of the way,
but Mary's grip on his balls was too tight. He twisted to the ground
in pain.
"That's enough, Mary," Eric stormed. "Let him go!"
"That's not enough, dad," Mary spat at the cowering brute and
kicked him. "Tell him, Deena. Tell everyone what your god-fearing
father did to you in the name of their god."
"He beats me!" Deena screamed. "He strips me naked, calls me
a whore and beats me. He puts his fingers inside me and violates me.
The magazine was his. He has hundreds of them down in the basement."
"This is a lie!" Eric shouted.
"I'm afraid not, Reverend," Hastings shook his head. "We got
a warrant and checked it out. I also had to take a restraining order
out on your son. Seems Matt's not the big hero you've been painting
him out to be. Shawna's filed assault charges on him. The ladies
were acting in self defense. As for you," he pointed now at Eric.
"You're not to set foot within 10,000 feet of your home or any of your
family."
"This is insane," Eric looked about wildly.
"I'm sorry, Reverend," Hastings shook his head. "I'm just
doing my job."
"DEAL WITH that, dad," Mary smirked at her father's back as he
turned from the pulpit and stormed out the backdoor into the church's
offices.

Epilogue

"Hold still, bitch," Lucy Camden slapped her younger brother
Simon's bare ass. "Let Deena slam that big black dick into your cherry
ass."
Deena giggled as Simon squirmed about on the pommel horse.
The thin, teenage boy was lashed over the apparatus, his naked ass
exposed to the greased, strap-on dildo that Deena wagged in her hands.
While he shifted and squirmed, she beat his ass with the hard black
head.
"I think he needs more pressure on his nuts," Annie advised
from the couch. She and Mary were watching the festivities while
playing with Ruthie and Shawna.
"Gotcha," Lucy nodded. She reached down and tightened the
scrotum screws piercing Simon's dick. The teenage boy shrieked and
the women in the room all laughed.
"Come on, bitch," Deena slapped Simon's ass. "Spread those
legs. You know you want it," she jeered as she shoved her black,
strap-on dildo deep into the boy's virgin crevice. "That's it, bitch.
Scream for me. You're such a nice bitch. Fuck that big black dick,
you pussy bitch. Ride it!"
"That looks fun, mommy," Ruthie giggled. "Can I fuck Simon's
ass with the dildo next?"
"You have to wait your turn, dear," Annie petted her youngest
daughter's hair. "Lucy's after Deena, then you."
"It's done," Steph, Laurie and Kara emerged from the stairs
holding little Sam and Dave Camden. The babies were still bawling. A
female doctor followed them into the living room.
"The surgery was a success, Annie," the doctor nodded. "You
now have two healthy baby transsexuals." The doctor lifted the
babies' swaddling clothes and displayed two small artificial vaginas
where their little baby dicks once hung. "With the hormone shots,
you'll have two little girls in no time."
"When can lick the babies' new pussies?" Ruthie asked with
childlike wonder.
Annie looked at the doctor.
"Give it a week or so, until the new tissues completely heal,"
the doctor answered.
"Cool," Ruthie ran up to the babies and hugged Laurie and
Kara. "Will you guys play with me until I get to fuck Simon in the
ass with the dildo?"
"Sure," Kara picked up Ruthie's naked body. "Let's all take a
shower together." Laurie handed the other baby to Annie, and in a
second, the trio was scampering up the stairs.
Steph sat between Annie and Mary and shared a kiss with the
teenage girl-jock.
"I love you," Mary whispered to Steph.
Shawna took the baby from Steph and she and Annie put them in
their crib while Mary and Steph began to make love. Simon was bawling
like a rape victim now as Deena brutally banged his ass and Lucy
choke-fucked him with her own foot-long, black strap-on dildo.
"Things are certainly never boring around her," Shawna
observed. Then she paused. "Do you ever wonder about Matt or Eric
anymore?" she asked.
"Oh, they'll survive," Annie laughed. "Men always do."

"Hi, my name's Matt," Matt Camden looked sheepishly at the
crowd of men circling him. "And I'm a survivor of male rape ..
Everyone nodded. One man in particular smiled. Matt liked that
smile. He wondered if this man would take him out for coffee
afterwards like the man from the night before. Matt's ass still hurt.
He smiled, and continued sharing ..

Eric Camden locked eyes with the teenage boy. He was dressed
in the typical grunge fashion, and was carrying a skateboard. Eric
walked over, patted the boy on the shoulder and walked by him. An
instant later, he could hear the boy's footsteps behind him as they
entered the long hallway.
Eric Camden loved the shopping mall. It was so easy here.
The bored boys hanging out looking to make some spare money. Eric
entered the empty restroom and washed his hands. The boy followed.
He set his skateboard down. Eric walked into a stall and left the
door unlatched. The boy glanced about then followed.
"Hey, Reverend," the boy smiled as he whipped out his dick.
It was seven-inches long and thin like a spike.
Eric placed his lips on the head of the boy's prick, but the
boy batted it away. "Cash first, Reverend," he demanded with his
outstretched hand. Eric fished the money out of wallet and handed the
boy a $20. The boy shook his head and put up two fingers. "I had to
raise the price," the boy explained. "The cops are all over this
place now."
"I understand," Eric nodded and handed the boy the extra $20.
Eric had been sucking boy's cocks in public restrooms for the last
twenty years, ever since divinity school. It always made him feel
better when the stress got too bad. No one had ever known, not Annie,
not the Major, not his kids .. no one. Not even god.