The Seed Ch. 11

They returned to Sanantha's apartment. One minute they were in the White Room, and the next they were back, as if they had never left.

Sanantha turned to Fornicata. "You will stay here and continue your voice lessons."

"Yes, Mistress."

She turned to Herb and Evie, staring a long moment at Evie's naked body, especially her trim pubic hair and slender cuntlips. "You two I think can chart a different path. Ihan, I want you to impregnate Duradnei."

Herb's jaw dropped open. "You want me to impregnate... my sister?"

"Is that a problem?" said Sanantha.

Herb's eyes went wide. "No! No problem!" He saw Evie about to speak, but shot her a warning look. "We... we'll start immediately, of course. I just have no idea how long it will take-"

"Tonight," said Sanantha.

"What?"

"You will impregnate her tonight," said the giant redhead impatiently.

"Tonight? But... what if we can't-"

"You can. Ihan will show you how," she said.

Herb and Evie exchanged nervous looks. "Mistress," Evie began. "I just had my period a few days ago. There's no way-"

"There is a way," said Sanantha bluntly. "You will be pregnant by tomorrow morning. Fornicata, see to it."

"Yes, Mistress," said Fornicata.

********

Herb and his sister were in a coffee shop. Evie was eating a piece of pecan pie. Herb was eating cherry pie.

"So what is that place?" she asked. "Where is it?"

"I don't know," said Herb. "The White Room is like... some kind of other dimension. Our bodies seem to be here while we're there. Maybe it's a dream except..."

"Except what?"

"Things that happen there, also happen here," said Herb, remembering what had happened to poor Kate.

"What kind of things?" Evie asked.

Herb ate more of his pie.

"So... you're going to knock me up tonight?" Evie tried to make light of it.

"Yes," said Herb.

"Have you thought of the implications of that? You and me having a child?" She forked some pie into her mouth. "I mean, I like you now, Herb," she said, giving him a wry smile as she used his real name. "I really do! Sex with you is incredible, ten times better than I had with my high school sweetheart Bob!" She smiled appreciatively at him.

"Thanks!" Herb looked pleased.

"You're welcome!" Evie ate him up with her eyes. "You really are cute! I wonder why I never saw it before. But anyway... having sex is one thing. Having a child with my brother is something else. Do you realize the kind of problems that could cause?"

"I don't think it will be a normal baby," said Herb slowly.

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know," said Herb. He ate another piece of pie.

"We won't just be lovers, Ihan. We'll be parents," said Evie. "I... I don't want to do this. I think it goes too far. But... Duradnei insists. She's given me no choice. So I... I must obey." She reached out and took his hand. "Tell me what you're feeling."

"It's... strange... for me too," said Herb. "I... I never thought about making a baby with you, or anyone else right now! But... on the other hand..."

"On the other hand what?" she asked eagerly.

Herb said, "The chance to knock up my sexy sister... it excites me! You excite me, Evie!"

"Oh Herb!" She leaned forward and kissed him strongly.

********

"I can't believe I'm going to be a grandmother!" said Fornicata. She was not their mother Lydia anymore, not exactly, but she did have Lydia's memories. "Your baby is going to be so cute! Have you thought of names?"

"We're just starting tonight, Mom. It's a little early for names," said Evie.

"It won't take long," said Fornicata.

"What does that mean?" said Evie.

"The child you give birth to could be Karinko."

"Karinko?"

"The one who will free the Great One. Who will create Fanshen." She saw their puzzled stares. "Sanantha must have sensed great potential in both of you."

"Our baby will free Omni?" said Evie. "The giant blue statue thing?"

"It's possible," said Fornicata. "If your offspring can do the Tasks and walk the Pattern."

Evie shivered. She wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not.

********

An hour later Evie walked into Herb's bedroom. She was wearing a bright pink nightie that barely came down to her waist, and she wasn't wearing any panties. The nightie just barely covered her pubis. She also wore matching pink eye shadow and bright red lipstick.

"What do you think?" she asked, twirling around.

"I think I want to fuck you," said Herb, in a deep manly voice.

"You do?" Evie asked, feeling incredibly pleased.

"I think you make my dick hard," said Herb, in the same low, manly tone. "Come here, little girl."

Evie, chortling, flew into his arms. They immediately started kissing and hugging.

Herb hugged her tightly. "When I see you in such a sexy outfit my first instinct is to take it off of you. Isn't that contradictory?" he asked, as he pulled her pink nightie over her head.

"Terribly, terribly contradictory," Evie agreed, as she sat naked on his lap. She could barely contain her excitement! She wrapped her legs around him and settled down for a hot and heavy kissing session. It wasn't long before Herb's clothes were off and he was hard, just as he promised.

"Is this for me?" Evie asked, as she palmed his hard dick.

"For you and no one else," Herb grinned.

"Oh Ihan!" she kissed him hard. "I'm not sure about this whole pregnancy thing, but I think we're going to have a lot of fun doing it!"

Evie was so head over heels in love with him. It was amazing what a few days on the Seed could do to her. Of course, once Duradnei took over Evie's mind completely, she would become a totally different person, just as his mother Lydia did when she became Fornicata. Herb mentally steeled himself for that time when his sister's personality would disappear completely.

But the future was another day and time. Evie squealed as he lifted her up and gently lowered her on the bed. She quickly wrapped her legs around him as he got on top of him, eager to draw him into her. "Give it to me hard, brother," she breathed.

"I will," Herb promised, and he sank himself into her in one firm move. He loved the way her eyes went wide as he penetrated her. As he moved inside of her, he stared intently at his sister's belly.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"I am screaning you," he said.

"What?" said Evie.

"Link with me," said Herb.

"What?"

"Link with me," he repeated.

Evie didn't know how, but somehow she did. She saw what Herb saw. And right now Herb was using his screaning ability to look deep inside her body on a micro level. He was staring at one particular part of her body. "What is that?" she asked.

"Your left ovary," said Herb. "I just need to stimulate it... just... like... that..."

As Evie watched, she saw a tiny egg dislodge itself from her ovary. It started to slide down her fallopian tube. "How did you do that?"

"I don't know," said Herb. But Ihan did. Herb felt his mind guiding the fragile egg down his sister's fallopian tube. Too much pressure and it would disintegrate. Down, down, down. As Herb's penis moved inside his sister's vagina, his mental energies were being used to move the egg until it landed in his sister's uterus. There, got it.

"You're ready," he said.

"Ihan, you, you made me ovulate! That... that was incredible!" Evie gave him a strong kiss. "You're amazing, Ihan!"

Herb grinned, and began to thrust faster and faster inside his sister's pussy.

"I love you," said Evie dearly. "I love you so much, Ihan!"

Herb's penis tightened up. "And I love you, Duradnei!"

They kissed passionately as Herb felt his climax rapidly approaching.

But as he was about to climax, Evie's face changed. It was no longer Evie he was making love to.

It was Donna Besch.

No!

Herb cried out as his penis released piping hot seed inside of her. But it was the face of Donna Besch which reacted to it, gasping and going wide eyed as he filled her completely.

No... no... mustn't think of Donna Besch! Sanantha will find out!

And then it was over. Herb blinked and saw his sister smile at him with a very lazy look on her face. She rubbed her cuntlips, which were engorged with a hot silvery liquid.

Inseminated.

Ihan tugged at his thoughts. He still had work to do. He focused with his mind again on her belly.

"What are you up to now, Ihan?"

"Link with me and see."

Evie saw what Herb saw once more. He was staring on a micro level at his sister's uterus, which was now swarming with sperm. His sperm, swimming inside his sister's cunt! It took several moments of looking to find the egg. There! Then Herb reached out with his mind and slowly and carefully directed one of his sperm to Evie's egg.

"Is that... inside me?"

Herb nodded.

Evie's jaw dropped open.

There you go, little one. Herb and Evie watched breathlessly as his sperm got closer and closer to the egg. Closer... closer... it impacted! And then it disintegrated.

"What happened to it?" Evie asked.

Herb frowned and slowly shepherded a second sperm to the egg. It made its way there and started to drill. Evie watched in Herb's mind. "Drill, baby, drill," she whispered as she watched the battle for reproduction inside her own uterus. Herb's sperm drilled into the egg, but wasn't making much headway.

"What's wrong with it?" Evie cried.

Herb directed three more sperm to his egg. They started to attack it from several sides. One of them drilled into it, and immediately started to make some headway.

"Yes!" said Evie. "Is it..."

The sperm moved deeper and deeper, reaching the center of the egg. Then the egg started to boil and bubble.

"Is that it? Did we do it?" said Evie.

"I just have to make sure it sticks to your uterine wall," said Herb. He used his mental energy to gently move the egg in place.

"How do you know how to do all this?" Evie asked.

Herb didn't answer. He was concentrating. Too much energy and the fertilized egg would shatter. He pressed it slowly against the wall and watched, and waited. As he watched, he saw the egg beginning to attach to it.

"We did it," said Herb. "I think we did it."

"We did it? I'm pregnant?"

"Yes, you are!" said Herb.

"Mom, Mom, come here! I'm pregnant, I'm pregnant!" Evie cried.

Fornicata, formerly Lydia Rayburn, entered the bedroom quickly, much too quickly. She must have been waiting outside the door, Herb thought.

"I'm pregnant! Herb got me pregnant!" Evie was all grins as she rubbed her mushy cuntlips.

Fornicata hugged them both. She didn't seemed bothered by the fact that her son had impregnated her daughter, or that her daughter had her son's sticky sperm dripping out of her. "You have done well, daughter," she said. "Our Mistress will be pleased."

*********

"Are you happy?" Sanantha asked. She eyed the Rayburn family standing in a line in front of her.

"Very happy," said Evie, grinning from ear to ear.

"Good." Sanantha eyed Herb. "And you, Ihan. Are you pleased to have impregnated your sister?"

"Yes, Mistress," said Herb. "I look forward to expanding the Empire."

"I'm sure you do," said Sanantha, giving him a wink which thrilled him. She knew all too well the part of it which Herb liked best. She turned to Evie."Duradnei, it is possible that the child you give birth to could be Karinko, the one who will be able to walk the Pattern and free the Great One from captivity and bring about Fanshen. Would that please you?"

"Yes, Mistress," said Evie.

She was lying. Sanantha screaned it clearly. The girl was smitten with her brother, nothing more. But that didn't matter.

"If that happens, I will become Niblet, second only to the Great One, and all those associated with me, even slaves such as yourself, will be rewarded," she said. She turned to Herb. "You will be responsible for your sister's safety during her pregnancy. Guard her with your life, Ihan."

"I will, Mistress."

"Mistress?" Evie said.

"A question, Duradnei?"

"Yes. Do we have any duties at present?" she asked.

"Your mother continues her singing lessons under my tutelage. But for now you and your brother are free... to enjoy each other. That is what you were asking, wasn't it, Duradnei?"

"Yes, Mistress. Thank you, Mistress," said Evie.

Sanantha screaned every one of them in turn, mother, son, daughter. Then she nodded slowly. "You're dismissed."

*******

Evie and Herb walked home, hand in hand, passing through the sprawling campus of the University of Vega, which they both attended. With all the fucking they had done they hadn't had much time for classes. Evie had a marvelous smile on her face. "Just think, Ihan! We'll be able fuck for months and months!"

"I'm not sure it's going to last that long," said Herb.

"What do you mean?" said Evie.

"I don't know. It's just a feeling," said Herb.

"Well, I have a feeling too." She spun him around and gave him a long, hard kiss. When she pulled back, Herb looked over her shoulder and his eyes widened.

"Herb!" a familiar voice cried.

It was Donna Besch.

"Donna... what are you doing here?" Herb stammered, even as his mind shouted "Danger, Danger!"

"I'm a medical student, don't you remember?" said Donna, eyeing him oddly. "Aren't you going to introduce me to your new friend?"

His new friend. The last time they had talked, Herb had practically admitted to fucking Professor Kathy Sullivan. That was his old friend.

"This... this is Evie," he said, with a tight smile.

"Evie, nice to meet you," said Donna. She frowned. "You look familiar, Evie, have we met before?"

"We might have," said Evie. "But not formally. In my house, remember?"

"Your house?" said Donna.

"Our house." She squeezed Herb's hand. "When you delivered the Methacondone to my Mom, remember?"

Donna got a puzzled look on her face. "You..."

"She's my sister, yes," said Herb.

"Oh. Oh," said Donna. She struggled to hide her facial reaction. "Oh," she said a third time. She had seen them kissing.

"It's nice to see you Donna, but we really have to be going," said Herb, even as Evie grinned and rubbed her belly, as if wishing that Donna could sense her pregnancy. He forced marched Evie away. "Nice talking to you!"

Donna looked after them with a confused look on her face.

First his teacher, and now his sister?

*********

Evie suspected something was wrong the next day. By the second day she was sure of it.

Her belly was growing. It was now sticking out prominently.

"Mom, my belly is growing!" said Evie.

"Of course it is," said Fornicata. "You're pregnant."

"But... I'm only two days pregnant. Not two months!"

Her mother gave her an odd smile. "Did you really think you and your brother were making a normal human baby? Did you fail to notice that his sperm is a different color now?"

"No, I noticed," said Evie.

"Your eggs have been changed as well." Fornicata turned back to cooking the space bacon. "You and your brother have been changed so that you can produce the next generation of Iskari, true Iskari, the way we are meant to be. Not... this," she said, shaking her arms.

"At this rate I'll give birth in a week or two!" said Evie.

"More like a week. Or eight days perhaps," said Fornicata. "Cheer up! Did you really want to walk around fat and heavy for most of a year?"

"Well, when you put it like that, no," said Evie.

"Trust me, you'll love it when it's over. Giving birth to a whole new generation! I only wish I could have been in your place!"

"You, Mom?" said Evie. "You... and Herb?"

"Why not?" Fornicata forked some space bacon and atomic eggs on her plate. "Eat up, dear. You're eating for two! You may have the future of the Empire inside you!"

*********

By the fourth day Evie was bulging. She had started wearing maternity clothes and proudly wore an enormous muumuu which fit her like a circus tent. She was always badgering Fornicata and Herb to touch her belly.

"Touch it, Ihan. Touch it!" she said.

Herb sighed and touched her belly again.

"It's life, Ihan. Life we created," said Evie, her eyes shining.

"Yes," said Herb.

"What's wrong?" said Evie.

"What do you mean?"

"You barely talk to me and we've stopped having sex."

"Evie, we had sex two days ago," said Herb.

"That's exactly what I mean!" she said.

Herb sighed. Whatever she was carrying in her womb, Evie was a classical pregnant woman. She needed reassurance and love. These things he could give her. And so, opening his pants and pulling out his cockmeat, he did.

*********

Herb was having sex with his sister.

Carefully. Very carefully.

By the third day the bulge in her belly had grown larger. Evie had to really lift up her knees to give him access to her cockhole. As he pounded into her he enjoyed her content smile.

"I love you so much," she said, playing with his hair tenderly. "My dear, dear brother."

Brother.

How had this happened?

Two weeks ago his sister had hated his guts.

A week ago she had taken the Seed and become his lover.

And now she was going to bear his child.

The euphoria that Herb had felt when he had first trained her had largely faded. He didn't hate or despise her. He just felt... detached. Ihan had given him the impression that once she gave birth that his and Evie's path would diverge. Ihan hadn't said that in so many words... and yet that was the sense of things he had gotten from his "other half".

And so Herb tried to be detached from his sister, even as he fucked her, even as she was pregnant with his child. He didn't really know if the child she would give birth to would be Karinko, the one who would free Omni, or even whether it really was a good idea to free Omni at all. That giant twenty foot tall blue creature with angry red eyes and fangs and the giant horn sticking out of his forehead didn't exactly look so people friendly.

But Herb's role was not to question. The Seed had taken all choices from his mind. His only role was to obey. And so he did.

He wondered idly if, or when, Evie would Go Away and how he would feel when his sister was well and truly gone. He had positively hated his mother but grieved when she was put on the Tree of Life. He noticed that despite promises and predictions he himself had not Gone Away and now it seemed unlikely he ever would, and he began to wonder why.

Evie smiled lovingly at him as her heavy belly bounced around. "Faster, Ihan, faster!"

********

On the fourth day since Herb had impregnated his sister Evie, Sanantha took them all to the White Room: himself, Evie, and Fornicata. Fornicata had been given frequent music lessons by Sanantha (and others) and was now ready to try to stimulate the Plant of Life to grow once more.

This time Whiskey, Omni (Omni the big, muscular bald man, not the giant statue), and Daikan was there, the Japanese man wearing the black transparent kimono. His heavy Japanese dick was clearly visible inside his transparent pants.

Whiskey was still the most beautiful woman Herb had ever seen. He tried to catch her attention, hoping he would be called over for another kiss, but the stunning blonde beauty only had eyes for Omni, flirting with him outrageously and pretending to laugh as women to do to show their attraction to a man. While Sanantha chatted with Daikan, Herb looked around for Spesapalda. Spesapalda was not as attractive as Whiskey, which only made her the second sexiest woman Herb had ever known. He saw her in a purple-aired dancing area, dancing with another slave Herb didn't know as colorful alien symbols floated around them.

"What do we have here?" said a new voice.

"My name is Jajina," said a naked redhead, rubbing against him from one side.

"And my name is Cruela," said a second redhead, a Japanese redhead.

Herb somehow instinctively knew that Jajina belonged to Daikan, and Cruela to Fumeko.

"I am-"

"We all know who you are," said Jajina, rubbing her breasts against him, making Evie's eyes go wide.

"You're the one who's going to make Sanantha Niblet, so she thinks," said Cruela, with a mocking smile.

"Or was it that one who will be Kirenko?" said Jajina, pointing at Fornicata. "I forget!" she laughed.

Herb saw that Evie was about to explode with jealousy. He pointed to his heavily pregnant sister. "This is-"

"Who cares?" said Cruela, using her tongue to lick his forearm. "We came to see you!"

"You, you did?"

"Um him," said Jajina, giving him a long look. "All the slaves are talking about you. What you did with Spesapalda." Her fingers roamed his other arm, the one Cruela was not licking.

"What I did with her?"

"She's jaded. She doesn't give up an orgasm for just anyone." Jajina ran a hand over his chest. "Would you like to spend some time with us?"

Herb glanced at Evie, who mouthed no. "I... I don't know girls..."

"Of course not," said Jajina. "We see that you only have eyes for Spesapalda. You keep looking at her, don't think we don't notice. Everyone notices." She smiled knowingly. "But she's moved on from you. You are lucky to have attracted her interest as long as you did."

"Could you be interested in us?" said Cruela.

"I don't think he likes redheads, Cru," said Jajina, rubbing his arm while giving a wide-eyed look.

"Or maybe he just doesn't like girls," said Cruela.

"I like girls plenty!" Herb growled. He was caught in a trap. As a slave he didn't quite know if it was proper to refuse the request of another slave. But if he agreed to go with the girls, without being ordered to by a Master, he knew his heavily pregnant sister would never forgive him. He looked at Sanantha to get a clue to what she wanted but she was totally focused on Omni, laughing and touching his arm.

And then Whiskey turned for the first time and smiled at Herb and it was like a ray of sunshine streamed down on his face that sent tingles through his body. "Go on, Ihan. They won't bite."

Herb gave Evie a "I have no choice!" look and then said, "All right girls, what do you want to do?"

"Let's do the bush! I haven't done the bush in a long time!" said Jajina.

"You do the bush all the time. You can't get enough of it," said Cruela.

"What about it, handsome? Want to do the bush with us?"

********

They brought him to what could loosely be called a tall flower bush. Some of the flowers had holes in the center of them and others had rods. Jajina stood on one side of him and Cruela on the other. Jajina winked at him and puckered her lips. Then Jajina and Cruela each took one of the rods and spread their labial lips and inserted it inside of them. Then they started gasping as they moved the rods in and out of them.

"Well?" said Jajina. "What are you waiting for, lover?"

Herb grabbed one of the flowers uncertainly.

"What a relief!" said Cruela. "I thought he was going to grab one with the rod!" She and Jajina laughed.

Herb felt Evie's judgmental eyes on him as he took the flower in his hand and slowly inserted his penis into it. Herb gasped as he felt surprising warmth and wetness. His eyes widened as he began to thrust enthusiastically, moving the flower forward and backwards to stimulate his penis in a new and unusual way.

"I think he likes it," Jajina grinned. "If you like it, give me a kiss!"

Herb leaned forward and kissed Jajina while still masturbating himself with the flower. Her lips were soft but strong and the kiss went on for longer than he expected, causing an increased tingling in his penis.

"Ummmm," said Jajina, raising her eyebrows and giving a seductive smile. "Maybe Spesapalda was right about you."

"What? What did she say about me?" Herb asked.

The redheads laughed. Jajina's ass was round and shinjy.

"I wonder what Jajina's master will say when he finds out you have touched his property without his permission," said Cruela.

"What? Is that really a crime?" Herb asked.

"Uh huh," both girls nodded solemnly. Herb couldn't tell if they were being truthful or not. Cruela's blue tits were firm and hard!

"Or, maybe I could not inform our master, if you give me a kiss too, but a better one than you gave her," said Cruela.

Herb leaned forward to kiss the redheaded Japanese woman but felt a palm stop him. "It better be good!" Cruela warned. "Or else your next stop will be the Tree!"

Herb nodded and leaned in and kissed her. As they kissed his hand continued to move the flower in and out of his penis while Cruela continued to insert the plantlike rod in and out of her vagina.

"Oh... oh... oh..." She groaned.

When Herb pulled back he saw a dreamy smile. "Not bad!" she said, looking him up and down as if for the first time.

"Hey! You didn't kiss me like that!" said Jajina.

"You didn't ask!" said Cruela. "Not bad, Ihan." She stared at his erect penis, which he was ramming in and out of the flower." "I'm starting to see what Whiskey sees in you."

"Whiskey likes me?" said Herb.

The girls laughed.

Herb felt tension building in his penis. He glanced over at Jajina and watched her pump the plantlike rod in and out of her bushy cunt. She had nice breasts and a nicely curved ass but Cruela's Japanese breasts and ass were even more rounder.

"He likes my tits and ass better," Cruela announced. "But he thinks you're nicer than I am, Jaj. He thinks I'm a mean girl!"

"Can't a man keep any secrets around here?" Herb muttered.

"No," said Cruela, and the girls laughed again. Of course, since they could all screan, there were no secrets here.

"If we were to fuck, it would be the fuck to remember!" said Jajina, her eyes sparkling as she inserted the plantlike rod between her cuntlips. "I'd make you forget all about Cruela's fat tits and ass."

"If we were to fuck, it would be the fuck to end all fucks," said Cruela. "You'd never be able to enjoy another woman again."

"What... what does that mean?" Herb asked.

The girls laughed.

"No, really, what does it mean?" He asked again.

"Tell me about the space whale. Did you pork her?" Cruela said.

"Space whale?"

"The girl sending us all those nasty looks," said Cruela.

Herb turned and saw Evie, with one hand over her enormous belly, glaring at him, with tears in her eyes. He wanted to tell her I'm sorry, there's nothing I could do.

"That's my sister," said Herb, turning away, focusing on the feeling of the plant hole rubbing his cockhead.

"Your sister? You porked your sister, Ihan?" said Cruela, working the plant rod into her bushy Japanese cunt.

"And your mother too, I hear," Jajina cried.

"How was your sister, Ihan? You can tell us. Is she younger or older?"

"Older," said Ihan.

"She must be a real bitch," Jajina decided, her legs spread wide as she fucked herself with the plant rod.

"How did you know?" said Herb.

"Older sisters are real bitches," Jajina explained. "Did you tame her with your wild cockmeat?" She glanced down at his blue tipped erection, which was appearing and disappearing as Herb moved the plant hole forward and back.

"I... uh... sort of," said Herb, and the girls laughed.

"Sort of?" said Cruela. "It looks like you sort of put your blue cockmeat into her cunt, and sort of knocked her up!"

"She looks very sort of knocked up to me!" said Jajina, and the girls laughed again.

"Tell me Ihan, how did it feel, fucking the sister you hated so much?" Cruela asked, her firm Japanese ass cheeks glistening with sweat as she used the plant phallus to fuck her cunt vigorously.

Herb tried to describe it tactfully. "It... was awkward, at first, but..."

"But vagina is everything, isn't it?" Cruela said, and they laughed yet again.

Herb felt his penis tightening up. He looked at the bush before him. It had an odd shape to it. It almost liked like a crouching human being on her hands and knees. He could almost make out the outline of the back and the legs...

"Are you getting ready to come, Ihan?" Jajina asked.

"Yes," he gasped.

"We are too," said Jajina. "Give it to us now, Ihan. Give it to us real good!"

Herb frowned, confused, but pumped the flower in and out of his cock even faster as the girls did the same with their plantlike rods. He looked over at Cruela's sweaty body, her heavy breasts and round ass. Then he looked at Jajina who smiled and winked at him. She reached over and squeezed his ass. That simple physical contact was enough to send him over the edge. Herb cried out as his penis exploded, sending hot silvery sperm into the plant.

The girls cried out too as they climaxed, their sweaty naked bodies shaking all over. When they were done and had released the plant, Herb noticed that their vaginas were oozing a familiar silvery liquid. "The plant came inside of you?"

"No. You did, silly!" said Jajina. She put a finger in her vagina and then stuck it in her mouth. "Ummmm, tastes good!"

"You try it," said Cruela, holding up a wet finger she had scooped out of her own vagina. "Try it!"

"No thanks," said Herb.

Cruela reached into her vagina and scooped a big chunk of wetness, then dunked it in her mouth. Then she grabbed Herb roughly and thrust her tongue into his mouth to dance with his. Herb struggled as he felt the hot, bitter fluid on his tongue. As Cruela pulled back he gasped and spat.

"What's the matter? Don't like the way you taste?" Jajina grinned.

Herb put his fingers in his mouth to try to remove the taste. It was no good. He turned and looked at Evie with her heavy belly, who looked simply appalled.

And then something else caught his eye. He saw several slaves doing a rhythmic dance in a circle to the beat of a drum. Each slave held two glowing daggers and danced with their arms in the air, slashing with the daggers slowly into empty air as they moved in the circle, step by step. At one point in the circle they climbed or descended a short ramp, at the center of which was a hatch built into the floor. At random intervals the hatch would open, revealing a bright yellow light.

And two of the people dancing were his best friend Henry, and his sister Michelle who Herb had fucked and seeded.

"Henry!" Herb cried.

Henry didn't pay any attention. It was like he had Gone Away. But Michelle gave him a familiar look. He wondered if she was still angry with him for giving her the Seed. A dagger wielding slave stepped off the ramp and another stepped on just as the floor hatch opened. A blinding yellow light emitted from it, closing just before the slave stepped over it.

"What's happening? What does it all mean?" he asked.

He noticed Omni and Whiskey with their arms around each other watching with a smile. "Oooooh!" said Whiskey, as the hatch opened just before the slave climbed the ramp.

"Almost got him that time," said Omni.

Almost got him?

The dance continued, but the pace of the drum increased and so did the dancers. Henry and Michelle waved their daggers up in the air as they moved faster and faster in a circle. The hatch on the floor opened and closed again, then opened and closed again, just barely missing one of the dancers.

"Oooooh!" Whiskey cried again, grinning as she hugged Omni.

Then the drumbeat increased to a crescendo, and the dancers moved rapidly. They all seemed to be expecting something to happen.

And then it did. Just as Henry stepped onto the hatch it opened underneath him. He was bathed in a bright yellow light. He screamed as his body was vaporized. "Arrrrrrrgggghhhhhh!"

And then the hatch closed and the music stopped.

Omni, Whiskey, Cruela and Jajina clapped hysterically. All the remaining dancers took a bow, even Henry's sister Michelle, who looked dazed and confused.

"What just happened here?" Herb asked.

"He was given to Omni," said Jajina, wrapping a hand around his left arm.

"It was an incredible honor," said Cruela, wrapping a hand around his right arm. She kissed him and simultaneously squeezed his cock.

"You mean... he's dead?" Herb asked.

The girls laughed as they abruptly released him, Cruela pushed him in his forehead and walked away, showing off her well rounded ass.

Henry, his best friend, was dead? Herb hadn't given him the Seed, but he might as well have, once he gave it to his sister. He felt incredibly guilty.

And what did that mean, he was given to Omni? There were two Omni's now, the giant blue monster statue who everyone worshipped, and the 6 foot 6 tall bald muscular man who Whiskey was flirting with. Which Omni were they referring to?

All he had was unanswered questions.

And a dead best friend.

"Ihan? Ihan? Must I call you twice?" Sanantha had a stern expression on her face. "Fornicata is ready to perform. Come show your support!"

A crowd was gathering around his Mom. Fornicata stood proudly erect even as her sagging tits pointed straight to the floor. When she had been Lydia Rayburn she would have been embarrassed to be naked in front of a crowd. But now she smiled with her hands on her hips, proudly showing off her bushy brown pubic hair and bright red pussylips.

"Fornicata, dear, sing."

In His shadow we ride,

Omni's will, our hearts' true guide,

A green sprout started to come out of the ground.

Chains of love, so sweet, so strong,

His freedom we have wanted so long.

Every step, his voice we hear,

Serving Him, our purpose made clear.

The green sprout twirled up around Fornicata's leg.

Oh, we love to be His slaves,

Bound by his grace throughout all our days,

Obedient, we kneel and sing,

To Omni, our mighty King!

Spreading Iskari far and wide,

His empire grows, in his holy pride.

The plant grew a full two feet high... and then stopped.

"It didn't flower," said Sanantha, as she felt the crowd's disappointment.

"Once again, Sanantha, you floor me with the amazing skill of your Karinko," said Whiskey. "When shall we expect the Great One to be freed?"

"Soon," said Sanantha. "She's almost got it. She just needs a bit more musical coaching."

"Of course she does," said Whiskey, in a tone which suggested otherwise. She turned away with Omni in tow, giggling and whispering to him.

********

"How could you?"

"How could I what?" said Herb.

"Make out with those whores!" Evie cried.

They were back at home once more. It all might as well have been a dream... except for the fact that his best friend Henry was dead.

"Whiskey ordered me to! I have no choice!"

She pushed him. "She didn't order you to. She told you you could! Not that you had to!"

"Duradnei, when a Master tells you you can do something, it means you should!"

"Especially if the order involves fucking two whores."

"I, I didn't fuck them," said Herb, remembering the sperm he had shot into the plant which had somehow ended up inside of Jajina's and Cruela's cunts. "Not exactly."

"Not exactly." She stomped off and a moment later a door slammed.

Fornicata gave him a disapproving look. "Your sister is carrying your child. Your child who will be Karinko and bring about Fanshen. You should take better care of her." She frowned and walked away.

********

"Ah... ah... ahhhhhhhh... yes Mom, yes, just like that! Oh, that feels so goooood!"

Herb was attracted to the sounds of his sister's voice. He found his way into her bedroom to find his heavily pregnant sister lying nude on her back on her bed, her tremendous belly almost blocking his view of her face. And between her legs was his very own Mom. Herb heard the familiar sounds of slurping and sucking.

"Ah... yes... yes Mom... your tongue feels so good!" Evie cried.

"Mom, what are you doing?" said Herb.

Fornicata stood up and wiped her lips. "What you should be doing! Consoling the mother of your child. Would you like to take over?" From the way she glared at him, it wasn't exactly a request.

Herb looked down at his sister's glistening pussy lips. Her enlarged clitoris hung down from it like a micropenis, and it too was shiny with wetness. Herb looked at his sister's bloated body. There wasn't anything he'd rather do less. Sighing heavily, he got to his knees and peeled her pussy lips to make his sister's enlarged clitoris stick out even more. And then he started to suck on it.

"Oh yes!" Evie cried. "Oh yes oh yes oh yes!" And in a few short minutes, all was forgiven.

********

Evie's time was coming.

It was day 8 of her pregnancy, and if Evie's belly had been large before, now it was truly enormous. Sanantha said she could deliver her child at any moment. But right now they had an even more pressing matter to deal with.

Sanantha had intensively drilled Fornicata, spending several hours a day giving her singing lessons, and concluded she had reached the height of her abilities. Now was the time to put them to the test, to see if she could bring forth the Fruit of Life and walk the Pattern to free Omni from his eternal confinement.

When they got to the White Room, Herb saw a very disturbing sight. It was his former Bio Professor, Kathy Sullivan, begging and pleading with Fumeko.

"Please, Mistress! Give me another chance!" the sexy heavy breasted blonde cried.

"No!" Fumeko said. "Get down on hands and knees, Vanillah!"

"Mistress, I know I can do better, really I can!" Kathy begged.

"Get down... now!"

Kathy reluctantly got on her hands and knees. The blonde teacher looked so sexy with her heavy breasts and nicely curved ass, both of which Herb had greatly enjoyed when giving her the Seed. Once she had been Seeded, she had become a Seeker, and used to bring in her young, male students and give them the Seed as well.

She looked up and saw Herb. "Ihan! Ihan, you have to save me!" she cried, as her ass stuck straight up in the air. She was so helpless... and so fuckable!

Herb looked at his sexy teacher and felt helpless as well. "What's happening?" Herb turned to Sanantha. "I thought Kathy, I mean Vanillah, was your slave. I was the one who brought her in for you."

"So you did," said Sanantha. "I traded her to Fumeko."

"Why? She was a very sexy woman!"

Sanantha smiled and caressed Herb's cheek with a finger. "You liked her, didn't you Ihan? Well, I liked her too. But Fumeko wanted her for a breeding program which I guess didn't work out very well."

"Why did you give her away?"

"For certain... concessions."

Concessions? And then Herb remembered the Japanese slave who Sanantha had had sex with previously in the White Room. She must have traded Kathy for him.

"Ihan, please! I love you!" Kathy Sullivan said. The hot blonde teacher looked so sexy with her ass sticking up in the air! Herb wished he could help her, or better yet, at least fuck her one more time!

Kathy was crying her eyes out as she was posed on her hands and knees. Fumeko positioned her so that her ass crack was facing a wicked looking black vine. Fumeko waved her hand and the black vine suddenly came alive, wavering about as if looking for a target.

"No, Mistress! Give me another chance, I beg you!" Kathy cried.

The vine paused, hovering over Kathy's ass as if it had found its target, and plunged inside of her. The sexy blonde professor gasped as her bottom was rudely penetrated, and cried out in agony as more and more and more of the black vine flowed inside of her.

"What's it doing to her?" Herb cried.

Kathy Sullivan's body shook violently and then flowers started to come out of her body. And out of her tits. And out of her cunt. And out of her mouth. Even out of her eyes. The flowers grew and grew, and then Kathy's body gave a final shudder and was still.

Herb looked at those flowers. He recognized them. Some had hard rods, and some had holes which could be used for insertions. It was the same kind of plant that he and Jajina and Cruela had fucked a few days earlier.

He watched as the flowers slowly began to obscure Kathy's body in horror. Then he turned away.

Herb felt a squeeze on his arm. "Be glad you still have a use to me, Ihan," said Sanantha softly. Then she raised her voice. "All right, Fornicata, are you ready?"

"I am ready," Herb's mother beamed.

"Then go to it!"

Fornicata sang again, the same song, the song of Omni. But just as she began to sing, something else started to happen.

His sister Evie practically collapsed to featureless white floor. "Ihan! Something is happening to me!" she cried, as her enormous belly shook.

In His shadow we ride,

Omni's will, our hearts' true guide,

A green sprout started to come out of the ground. At the same time, blood started to come out of Evie's vagina.

Chains of love, so sweet, so strong,

His freedom we have wanted so long.

"Ihan!" Evie cried, as the blood poured out of her cunt.

Every step, his voice we hear,

Serving Him, our purpose made clear.

The green sprout twirled up around Fornicata's leg. Something started to come out of Evie's vagina as she gasped and moaned and pushed down.

Herb tugged at Sanantha's dress sleeve but she shrugged him off. Her eyes were only for the plant.

Oh, we love to be His slaves,

Bound by his grace throughout all our days,

Obedient, we kneel and sing,

To Omni, our mighty King!

The plant grew taller and taller around his mother's body. At the same time, a shape started to stretch Evie's cuntlips wide. Evie gasped and cried out, her eyes like saucers.

Spreading Iskari far and wide,

His empire grows, in his holy pride.

A bloody something started to emerge from Evie's cunt, making her cry out in pain and agony.

The tip of the plant developed and opened up, revealing a small red fruit inside, just inches from Fornicata's cunt.

The assembled crowd oooohed and awwwwwed.

"Behold!" said Sanantha. "The Fruit of Life!" She nodded to Fornicata, who took the small red fruit in her hand.

"Eat it!" Sanantha commanded. "Eat it, and then free our master from his captivity!"

Evie bore down, gritting her teeth, as more of the bloody mass emerged from her widely stretched cuntlips.

Herb's Mom, formerly Lydia Rayburn, now called Fornicata, slave of the Iskari Empire, had a charmed look on her face that Herb would never forget as she took the fruit in her hand and held it up high. "For the greater glory of Omni!" she cried.

"For the greater glory of Omni!" the crowd echoed.

Then she put the fruit to her mouth, took a bite, chewed on it and swallowed.

Fornicata gave a happy grin... which turned to a frown... which turned to a gasp... and then she collapsed to the ground.

"Mom! Noooooooo!" Evie cried.

And then Herb turned and saw the bloody broken bits of baby that had been expelled from his sister's uterus. He looked from that to the unmoving form of his mother's body and back again... and he fainted.

********

He awoke to the sounds of crying.

"No! No! It can't be!"

Herb opened one eye and then the other. They were back in Sanantha's bedroom. Evie was on the floor, caressing her mother's head.

"She can't be dead! She can't be!" Evie cried.

"There, there child," said Sanantha gently. "Your mother gave her life for the highest possible cause. To free the Great One from his eternal captivity. Any of the Iskari would have given his or her own life to do the same. Your mother will be remembered as a heroine of the Iskari Empire."

Evie looked up accusingly at Herb with tears streaming down her cheeks. Her belly was still distended but there was nothing left inside. She looked up at him as if to silently say, You. You did this.

*********

Herb sat on a park bench in the Quad, trying hard not to cry (and failing!). He had hated his mother, really he had. She had been nothing but terrible to him, except in the final weeks of her life.

And yet... she had been his mother. She had been his mother, and she was gone, and by giving her the Seed, by turning her over to the Empire, Herb felt partially responsible for it.

"Herb, what's wrong?"

Herb looked up through tear stained eyes to see a very concerned looking Donna Besch. "D-Donna," he gasped. He could barely speak.

"What is it, Herb?" She sat down and put her arm around him.

"My, my M-Mom," he stammered.

Donna's eyes went wide as she realized. "She's... she's gone?"

Herb nodded.

"Oh Herb, I'm so sorry!" She hugged him tightly, pressing her firm melons against him. "How did it happen?"

How did it happen? Herb wondered what to tell her. Maybe something like, Well, I gave my Mom the Seed which took over her mind and turned her into a slave. Then I had sex with her and trained her. Then we went to another dimension or plane of existence where she sang a song which caused a poison fruit to appear. Then she ate it and died.

"It... it was the Anal Dissolve, wasn't it?" said Donna.

Herb nodded slowly.

"Oh Herb, I'm so sorry!" She hugged him again. Despite his loss, Herb simply loved the feeling of her heavy breasts against him.

Donna looked him in the eye. "We're going to get you through this. I'm going to get you through this." She gave him a long look, and then did something totally, totally unexpected.

She kissed him.

Donna Besch pressed her lips against his for the very first time. Her lips were so soft and plush, so very soft! They stimulated his body like no kiss ever did. Herb felt an incredibly tightening in his chest as his breathing grew rapid. He felt an electric current go up and down from head to toe. His penis started to assemble.

All from one little kiss.

Donna pulled back and said softly. "There. Are you a little better now?" Brown eyes stared into his.

"A little," said Herb.

"Good," said Donna. "Listen, I'm late for a piano lesson. But maybe afterwards we can go get a cup of-"

"What?" said Herb. "You play a musical instrument?"

"Several, actually." Donna looked amused. "Piano, cello, violin, and I dabble with the flute. Why?"

"No!" Herb shook his head violently. "No! You're joking! You don't mean it!"

"Of course I do," said Donna. "I also do ballet."

"NO!" Herb jumped up off the park bench as if he had been burned. He shouted into the air. "She doesn't mean it! She's joking! She has no musical skills! None at all!"

"Herb, what's wrong with you?" said Donna.

"Stay away from me!" Herb cried, pointing a finger at her. "Don't come near me EVER AGAIN!" And then he turned and ran.

Donna looked concerned and puzzled as Herb vanished in the distance. What could be causing him to behave so oddly? And then she figured it out.

"Oh my Goddess," she said, gripping her thighs.

Herb was acting like an Anal Dissolve addict!

*********

"A bit of a disappointment," said Sanantha.

"Are you referring to me?" said Egold, looking amused. They were both lying in bed. Sanantha had needed a good fuck, and Egold had provided it, gentleman that he always was.

"Never, my love," she said, kissing him on the lips. "I always knew the Rayburn woman was a long shot. But I still had my hopes."

"Well, it was a good try," said Egold. "Fumeko and Daikan and Fat Bastard may laugh behind your back, but they have nothing to show for it. It will be one of us who tries and fails over and over who will eventually free the Great One from his captivity." He put a hand over her thigh. "One of us who becomes Niblet when Fanshen occurs."

"You would be a most incredible Niblet," said Sanantha, fisting his cock.

"And you would be the most incredible consort to a Niblet," said Egold, kissing her on the lips.

"The same could be said of you," Sanantha grinned. "I have a gift for you."

"I like gifts," said Egold.

"A girl. A very sexy and fuckable girl. She's exactly your type. Beautiful, innocent, the girl next door type."

"I like the girls next door. They're very geographically desirable."

Sanantha laughed. "Her name is Donna Besch."

"Donna Besch?" Egold frowned.

"She's not only gorgeous but also classically trained--plays several musical instruments, and she dances. She's likely to be quite a valuable slave. My Ihan has a crush on her. He loves her too much to bring her in, and has tried to shield her from me in a very cute and pathetic way, but give the word and I'll have her brought in for you."

"Donna Besch," Egold repeated. "I think I know this girl. Show her to me."

Sanantha projected the image of Donna Besch he had taken from Herb's mind and shared it with Egold.

"Yes, that's the same one," said Egold.

"The same one what?" said Sanantha.

"I'm already aware of her," said Egold. "One of my slaves recently gave her uncle and her cousins the Seed. From their minds I gleaned that this Donna Besch would make an excellent candidate for the Empire. I was just about to take her."

"Were you really?" said Sanantha cynically. "What a coincidence!"

Egold looked at her. "Do you want to fight me for her?"

"Fight you?" Sanantha's eyes narrowed. "I was going to have Ihan Seed her and then give her to you as a gift! As I said, I know your type!" She kissed him again. "She's all yours, darling, enjoy her! Would you still like my Ihan to Seed her for you?"

"No," said Egold, staring at the mental image of Donna Besch. "I think I'll enjoy doing that myself."

[Note to readers: if you believe that Herb Rayburn is the main character of this story, you'd be mistaken. DONNA BESCH is the main character of this story and always has been. But there was so much world building to be done and secondary characters to be introduced that I decided to do that first. The story is so large that it has taken 110,000 words just to set things up before we get to the main character, who will be formerly reintroduced in the next chapter.]