The redhead said in a soft voice, "Does that feel good?"I moaned, "Yes. Please don't stop!"The little blonde sensed that I was about to reach fulfillm...nt and decided to torment me.She said, "Everyone stop for a second. I have an idea of how to help this poor girl."I sighed, "Please don't stop. I'm almost finished."It didn't matter. Everyone followed the cheerleader's orders and moved back to their seats. I sat there feeling very frustrated. Then the cheerleader took a T-shirt out of her. His massive chest wassuddenly exposed, and I bent my head and planted kisses everywhere Icould see. His collar bones, his pecs, his arms, bare and muscular.His nipples, rosy red and covered in the softest finest forest of whitehair.I made Santa moan out loud when I sucked on them. They were as sweetand delicious as any chocolate candy I'd ever found in my stocking. Inbetween licking and slurping on his nipples, I would steal more kissesfrom his lips.He was humming, deep down in his chest.I. The question in the back of Beth’s head was if they would be able to fertilize a woman’s eggs or just a hybrid’s? It was the kind of experiment that would go against every vow she has ever taken, violate every rule of science and humanity, and yet she couldn’t help to think of it. Eliot had thought of it years ago. He had talked to Katarina about on numerous occasions. What if she became pregnant with their child? The genetics of it all they both understood. Eventually if breeding continued. My hips widened and my ass grew, and though I didn’t want to have sex with them, I constantly felt the urge. The act always made me want to stop, but before and after, I always felt the need. They took me outside every once and a while. I watched tv mostly, read some, and when they came in bent over or did whatever they wanted. Years past. I had long ago accepted my fate. I would die in this little room. Years past. One day they both came in and brought a cake. They lit the candles, and told me.