I was an extension of this woman's bowels, and I felt sick. I pushed the turd against the roof of my mouth, trying to chew it so I could swallow. It s...ushed around my tongue, and the texture was vile. I felt the inconsistency of partially digested food and rotting matter. With all of my willpower, I managed to start swallowing. With each swallow I could feel the shit coating my throat with its slimy residue. The taste and smell permeated my entire body, and made my eyes sting. Tears dripped out. Unfortunately we humans have children—and then abandon some of them, just like we humans abandon puppies. In the past I could barely take care of myself—either I was "property of Uncle Sam" or wasn't able to find employment in a tight job market. Now? The Diaspora permitted taking "concubines," human slaves, to the stars in limited numbers. The CAP score determined how many: I was allotted eight on my own. My dance card wasn't full—but the loop-hole was that sponsors were permitted an unlimited. A few minutes later a girl from my sister’s basketball team named Sarah came in. She was wearing tight little short shorts and a tank top that barely held in her nice C-cups. Then Kiera walked in and I almost blew a load in my pants. She was wearing a red lacy bra with nothing else on but a tiny thong that gave me a perfect view of her cunt. I tried to keep my cock soft because she was my sister and I knew I shouldn’t be getting hard. It was too late, though, as my cock burst into a. My throat succumb to his mass, my lips siphon his juices, I felt him started to quiver and I held back. He pulled off my shirt and revealed my laced bra, with one quick motion he removed my bra and had his tongue on my nipples. Taken my breast by storm he clutched both breast while using his lips to pinch my nipples one at a time. I told him that I wanted him inside me, he picked me up and carried me to his bedroom laying me on his bed. He pulled off my pants and panties exposing my sugary.