Co-opted Pt. 06

*disclaimer*

I'm reposting this series after having it removed more than a year ago. This is an updated/edited version of the original series.

This is entirely a work of fiction, all characters are over 18 years of age.

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Co-Opted

Everyone knows that women can be catty at times. It's just a response to insecurities or just being childish, but what made this all almost comical was that the catty women I was chuckling about all had dicks. In a way, none of it was unexpected. We had some women that were, let's just say a bit on the sturdy side, and now suddenly we had a woman that couldn't have weighed more than a hundred pounds, with inviting lips, dark eyes and I nearly forgot, she had a vagina.

All of the women worried that she would upset the balance that our community had. They worried that their husbands would abandon them, and instead go out and find more women. I suppose that spoke to the complete buy-in that all of the women had experienced. There wasn't talk of returning to their former selves, they were worried about losing their husbands. The unspoken fear was that they'd no longer be considered women, and be left as freaks, men that all had tits now, who had been bending over for their husbands, and filling a need that they all had.

I figured Mia was sort of a miracle, and had little expectation that we'd find any other women roaming around in the mostly dead world we all now lived in. I'd spent the night with her right after she was given freedom to move around the base. Nothing had happened between us, but there was a bit of sexual tension, and I found myself wanting to put my dick inside of her, and pound her until she screamed. On the other hand, I realized that was a bit ridiculous, I'd sucked two dicks, been fucked by one, and had even had semi-unauthorized sex with one of the other 'women' on the base.

I'd had more sex in the last week than I had in the last year, and while I enjoyed all of it, especially fucking Stella the nurse, it felt awkward dealing with my thoughts as they revolved around actually putting my dick into an actual woman again.

Maggie had fucked me. I'd had her dick and it was a big one, inside of me. She fucked me like I was a woman, and it changed my way of thinking about some things. It was easier now for me to put my makeup on in the morning, to sway my hips a bit more when I walked, I'd caused someone to orgasm inside of me, and I wondered if actual women (and I hate saying it like that, but...) felt the same way. I had never felt less like a man, aside from some primordial urge to fuck Mia. Maybe if there were more women showing up it would be easier to slip back into my previous ways of thinking.

But Mia had the only vagina on the base, and nobody had explicitly announced that she was off-limits, and so the thought lingered in my head. I wanted her, but I wanted to experience a man as well. Maggie and Jennifer had assured me that as good as it felt to have Maggie inside of me, there was something better about having one of the men fuck me. I had been on a 'date' with one of the men, a quiet guy, he hadn't pushed me for anything, and I had decided that I wanted him to fuck me, but wasn't entirely sure how to go about making that happen.

--

I brought Mia around to the TOC, and found Captain Yeager. I told Mia that she needed to get past any anger she had with the Captain as he was the boss here, and he had the power of life and death. I explained that he was a good guy and that he had a lot of responsibility, not just for himself, but for all of us. Mia thought I was kissing his ass too much, but I knew that if she just relaxed and watched how things worked, she'd see what I was saying was the truth. Captain Yeager and Mia talked about the kind of experience she had, and how she could help out and the entire conversation took less than two minutes, then Mia was headed to the chow hall, and started her first day of work, preparing food for the base and in the back of my mind I felt a twitch of jealousy. Maggie worked there, and Maggie was the sexiest woman on the base. Maggie also had a big dick and she definitely knew how to use it. I imagined Mia moaning loudly as Maggie pounded into her from behind. I almost wished that Captain Yeager would call everyone together so we'd all know what the rules were, and how having Mia amongst us would change things.

Instead, I tried to occupy my mind, and study the map that I'd used to learn where the shopping mall was that Mia had pointed out. I decided that I'd put together a list of my own. The men had an ongoing list of goods they were all constantly on the lookout for, any food, diesel fuel, medical supplies, solar, generators, etc. My list read a bit differently: clothes, makeup, shoes, jewelry and estrogen.

My list included 'Electronics' but that was my code for estrogen, and the more I looked at that list, the more I wondered if that was something I'd consider for myself. Our Doctor had explained that his wife needed estrogen to help enhance her feminine features. He'd performed a surgical procedure that he described as 'trivial' that had removed her testicles, and without her ability to produce testosterone, Stella really did look like a woman, as far as I was concerned. I couldn't tell the difference, aside from her dick.

Did I want that? I'd struggled with the fear of looking foolish, and having the men laugh at me but that hadn't happened, in fact, men were checking me out all of the time. If I could look as good as Stella, that would only make things easier, right? If I followed the rules, and only used my mouth on the other women, it's not like I'd need to produce sperm. Although if I could look in the mirror and see the same kind of woman staring back that Stella saw, it just made sense too.

I made a point to ask the Doctor if taking the pills would work without getting snipped.

After lunch, I had a talk with Captain Yeager, and his right-hand man, Maggie's husband, Edwards. I explained that the mall was less than twenty miles from our location, and that there were at least two drug stores in the immediate vicinity. Also there were gas stations under a highway overpass in the same area. I explained to both of them that I had a list of things that I thought would be helpful, items that could be found in all of the same places the men would otherwise be interested in checking out. Edwards asked me if I'd gotten a list of Maggie's sizes with a light-hearted smile, and the captain nodded, then added that the shoes and makeup had been a huge win for the base, and that we needed to do whatever we could to 'keep the women happy and engaged'. They explained that they'd come up with a plan to check the area out, and Edwards asked if I was ready to go back 'outside of the wire' again. It was scary, but I wanted to go. It felt like if we could find what we were looking for, I would be like a kid turned loose in a candy store.

I grabbed a peanut-butter and jelly sandwich out of the chow-hall and walked to the clinic next door to chat with Stella. When I stepped through the front door she stood up and came mincing around the reception desk, and gave me a big hug, squashing our tits together, and then she kissed me, sneaking her tongue into my mouth before pulling back and asking me if I came by to see her, or the Doctor.

"Can I ask you some things, hopefully not too embarrassing?"

"Sure, let's sit here in the lobby." she said, and took my hand, leading me to a low row of seats.

"You look really good, I can't tell that once upon a time.." I said, hoping my compliment would make it clear I didn't mean anything negative.

"That once upon a time I was a boy." she said and grinned.

"Maggie is like you, both of you are impossible to tell, except you've got the big boobs, and you fill out clothes with more curves than her." I continued with the compliments.

"She's pretty." Stella said with a nod.

"Do you still get hard?"

There it was, I'd dropped the bomb.

"Sort of, but I don't care about getting hard, I'd feel silly fucking anybody, I'm a woman now." she said happily.

"Sort of?" I asked.

"It happens, but not like before, not as often, and it's embarrassing when it does happen."

"But don't you miss having orgasms?" I couldn't wrap my head around a life without cumming.

"The Doctor and I have this naughty game we play, about me maybe getting pregnant, it's so hot. We both love it, and I know some of the women can have orgasms from their husbands being in them, but that hasn't worked for me. The perfect solution would be to have a pussy, and have orgasms that way, but that isn't going to happen. I just really get off by getting my husband off." she explained.

"You might talk to Maggie, she can show you how to orgasm with someone inside you." I answered automatically, and then for some unknown reason I felt embarassed. I suddenly felt foolish again, and hoped she wouldn't ask me how I knew.

"Ohh, I'll have to chat with her!" She said with a big smile.

"You really don't miss them?" I asked awkwardly, and looked between her legs.

"No, I felt like a freak with them, when the Doctor told me he could make them go away, and it would help me become, well... me. I jumped at the chance. Why? do you want him to take yours off?" she asked, almost hopefully.

"No, I don't think so, I want to find out what happens if I can get the medicine he wants for you, if I kept what I have and took the meds."I answered.

"They don't feel weird, still having them?" she asked.

"I guess the idea still freaks me out badly." I shrugged.

"After a while, it wont." she said evenly, then stood up reached out a hand, and took me into one of the rooms where Doctor Reyes was arranging some medical supplies.

"What happens if I take estrogen?" I asked

"What happens if you started today?" He answered with a question of his own.

I nodded.

"Your body is still producing testosterone, adding estrogen would have less of an effect, mood swings, possibly lowered libido. In order for estrogen to make any significant difference, you'd need testosterone blockers, or, as is the case with my wife, we remove your body's ability to generate testosterone naturally."

"That scares me." I said, shivering.

"It's less to recover from your breast surgery," he answered. "we could take care of this for you first thing in the morning." he waited calmly, almost like he was talking about removing a splinter from your finger.

"I'm not sure. Everything has happened so fast, sometimes I feel like I'm not in as much control as I'd like."

"It's entirely up to you. In case you're curious, I can't perform a vaginoplasty, that's a very specialized procedure, and as much as I'm sure more than a few people here would love it if I could, that's just not something I'll ever be able to perform, regardless of how some of the others would love that to happen."

"Would you be okay performing that procedure on one of the other women?" I asked.

"Of course, if that's what she wants." he answered, and then looked at me expectantly.

"I told a friend that you can do that, I wasn't sure if I should repeat anything, I didn't want you to get into any trouble."

"I'm the Doctor, kind of a special snowflake if you know what I mean." he said grinning.

--

"So, are you gonna do it?" I asked, and again, that queasy feeling returned to my stomach.

"Absolutely." Jennifer answered.

"He said he can't do anything more, that the process to create a vagina was a really specialized kind of operation, and he would never have the ability to do it. So you shouldn't look at this like a next step to some ultimate goal or anything.

"It's enough for me, what do I have to do?" she asked.

"I guess just go talk to him, he wanted to do me in the morning." I answered.

"Let's both do it! Sarah, come on!" she asked excitedly.

"It freaks me out, Stella said she doesn't get hard as much. I like cumming waaaay too much to give it up." I answered, shaking my head.

"I don't need to be hard to cum, and neither do you. Come on, let's do this together." she asked again.

I shook my head "I'm not ready for that, besides, it's not fair, Maggie fucked you, but I haven't yet." I said grinning.

She looked at me and grinned, saying "Sweetheart, you'd be hooked if you ever got this pussy."

"I'll have to test that theory." I answered with my own grin.

"You sure you wanna mess around with me, when that Mia woman is around? It's obvious you want her." she said, with what I supposed was a bit of jealousy.

"There's enough of me for both of you." I giggled.

"Hmm." she answered looking at me like she wasn't convinced.

"You don't like her." I said.

"It's not that I don't like her, I guess I just worry what happens if the men all come back from a patrol with 20 women one day."

"Worried Miller would kick you to the curb?" I asked.

"Wouldn't you? And then I'm just a freak with tits." she pouted.

"Don't worry Sexy, I'll keep you warm, and cozy at night." I teased her.

"There won't be any room left in your bed with you and Mia in there." she pouted again.

"I want you to do that thing you did when Maggie played with us." I grinned, thinking back to that debauchery.

"You want me to eat your cum out of her pussy after you fill her with it?" She asked, pouting even more now.

"I do, I'm imagining you licking her pussy, and making her crazy while I fuck her. You'd make her cum on your tongue, and then I'd cum in her." My dick was hardening.

"I'm just a clean up bitch now, you're gonna make me cry." Her bottom lip was pushed out as far as it could go.

"Then after you eat my cum out of her, you'll clean our juices from my dick."

"You definitely need the Doctor to take yours off too, you're sounding like a horny guy right now, and we both know that you're not a guy anymore, isn't that right Sarah?" she said, and she wasn't pouting anymore.

"Bitch." I answered, trying to keep it all light-hearted.

"Isn't that right Sarah?" she asked again.

She was right.

"I guess." I said, and shook my head a bit.

"I had a close up view while our friend's big, thick dick made you a woman. I was right there when that dick broke you down and all you could do was stay there and take it. So, before you put much more effort into trying to convince yourself of how you wanna fuck that new girl, take a moment to remember what it felt like when Maggie's cum dripped out of your pussy, and tell me you haven't been dreaming of that happening again."

Again, she was right.

--

The next morning, I walked with Jennifer to the clinic. She seemed fearless. I watched when Stella wheeled her into surgery, and was there when she opened her eyes about an hour later. The very first thing she did when she came to, was to smile at me, and say how happy she was.

The Doctor came in to check on her a bit later, and told her everything had gone as expected, that she needed to wait another hour and then she could go back to her 'house' and get plenty of rest over the next week or so. She quickly asked how soon she could resume her wifely duties and the Doctor laughed a bit and said that she should come back after two weeks, and he'd see how things were healing up then.

"Two weeks? I feel fine, I'll be ready to go tonight, tomorrow night at the latest!" she protested.

"Doctor's orders, no sex for two weeks, and then we'll see," he said sternly.

Jennifer looked like she'd just lost her best friend.

"Sarah, Miller is gonna know something's up, since we started having sex, there hasn't been a time we haven't for two whole weeks."

"He's gotta be patient, you just had a pretty significant change to your anatomy." I said, to calm her.

"He has no idea I did this." She said, with a worried look "You said it's an out-patient thing, less than an hour."

"That's what they told me, and you were in there less than an hour!" I scrambled, and realized that I didn't have all of the answers, and that Jennifer had clearly not asked any questions of her own.

A while later, I helped Jennifer back to her house, and left her tucked in bed. Then I went to the TOC and got started with my day. Edwards came by a bit before lunch and said that there would be a patrol down to the mall the following day, and that I'd be joining them. That I should meet him after chow where we kept the 'Vics' the military slang the men used for their vehicles. I was curious, and gave him a look. He just shook his head and promised everything was okay. Naturally though, I was curious and for the rest of the day I wondered what this was all about. I stopped by Jennifer's house and checked on her, accidentally waking her up in the process. She told me she was hurting, but it wasn't terrible. There was a strange peacefulness about her, more than ever it seemed to me like, whether or not Jennifer had admitted to anything, she had to have at least questioned her sexuality before the virus hit. I couldn't imagine any straight guy being so happy about losing his testicles, more than that, volunteering to have them removed.

"I feel like this is going to make things better with Miller." she said with a smile.

"I thought things were great between you two?" I asked.

"They are, but this, it's going to show him how dedicated I am to being his wife, and even if they find more women out there, he's going to know that I take our marriage very seriously."

"Jennifer, I'm sure he already knows how seriously you take it." I said, and took her hand. "He wouldn't want you to do anything to yourself that you didn't want, for yourself, he wouldn't want you to do something like this, for him... right?" I asked hopefully.

"He's never asked me for anything. I was the one that decided when we'd take the next step, I picked him, he's never wanted me to do anything for him." she answered defensively.

"I don't want to upset you, I just hope that you're doing this for you is all."

"Have you ever taken a moment to look at Stella's lips? They have to be fake." she said.

"They're big, for sure." I agreed.

"I think her husband is giving her botox shots or something." she said, staring at the wall.

Botox shots seemed a lot less scary than having my testicles removed.

"Dick-sucking lips, we used to call them before the world ended." she said grinning.

"Well, she's putting them to work now at least." I chuckled.

"I've gotta figure something out for the next two weeks, I don't want Miller to get blue balls." she said, and I couldn't tell if she was joking or not.

"He'll be fine, and if he can't wait, he can jerk off." I said, shaking my head.

She looked at me and shook her head. "I don't want my husband to jerk off because I decided something that makes him go without."

"Then blow him, he'll be fine, what's the big deal?" I was actually getting upset now, Jennifer had just decided these things without thinking them through, and in the process she was making Miller out to sound like a selfish dickhead.

"He doesn't finish that way very often, some kind of weird mental thing I guess."

"Okay, so then he can wait for two weeks." I shot back.

"I've gotta tell him what I did, he'll understand." she said.

I shook my head and tried to imagine being in a mental place where I was more worried about the guy fucking me than having just had my balls cut off.

"Okay, well I've gotta get back. I'll check on you a bit later okay?" I said as I got up.

"We'll still play, won't we?" she asked hopefully.

"Of course." I answered with a smile, and then wondered if she'd even be able to play after what she'd done.

I went to the chow-hall to find Mia. I didn't have any plan to drag her out of there and fuck her, but would have been fine if that had happened. She was in the back, helping Maggie get the dinner meal prepared. I asked how she was doing, and then checked with Maggie to see how her new co-worker was coming along.

She smiled and said that Mia was going to put her out of a job, she had been given a tour of our food stocks, and then rattled off a number of dishes she said she could make from them.

"I think I can get used to her being around." Maggie said with a grin.

"Wanna come by my place tonight?" I asked Mia "I've got some stuff I can share with you."

"Maggie said you brought back a bag filled with makeup after you single-handedly chased off a gang of outlaw bikers while the men hid under their trucks." she said with a laugh.

"It was TWO gangs of outlaw bikers." I answered and laughed along with her.

"Did you stop by and see Jennifer?" Maggie asked.

"I just got back from there." I nodded.

"Two weeks is what she told me earlier, she'll never last that long." she said while shaking her head.

Mia was looking at us, with a curious look.

"She had a medical procedure this morning, it'll take a few weeks to fully recover." I answered, it seemed honest enough.

"Can I stop by too?" Maggie asked me, then winked.

"Sure, of course." I answered automatically, and imagined her pushing that thick cock of hers into my pussy again. I wanted it, except I didn't want Mia there when Maggie fucked me again.

"Okay, well, we need to get back to it, see you around seven tonight then?" Maggie asked.

"See you ladies then." I said and went looking for Jones, I decided that I needed to make it happen with him before this coming Sunday, if I got with Jones, I'd be thinking less about getting with Mia.

I checked all of the typical places, and then went to where the Vics were parked, and found him there talking to Edwards and another of the men. As I approached, the man I didn't know nodded at me, and walked off.

"Hey, I'm glad you're here." Edwards nodded at me. "Let's knock this out."

"Knock what out?" I asked, and the first thing I thought of was bending over for Jones, while Edwards sank his dick into my mouth. It was easier now to want dick than pussy, but I hadn't given up entirely on pussy, not as long as Mia was around, and there was a chance.

Was that even possible? Was that allowed? Was that actually happening with the other women on the base? The doctor had said that they 'sometimes' entertained others, which I translated as 'other men are fucking my wife.' so it all seemed confusing, but exciting. I wouldn't be able to steal Edwards from Maggie if I wanted to, she was just too sexy and everything Maggie did, or said was 100% woman, where I still had to concentrate on it all.

"You're going out in the morning, it's kind of turning into a regular thing with you." He said.

I nodded.

He reached into the Humvee we were all standing next to, and pulled out a heavy green belt with a holstered pistol attached and a pouch situated across from the pistol.

"Standard military M9 pistol, semi-auto, shitty trigger and it's all yours. Don't wear it, unless you're going outside the wire." he handed me the belt, and then smiled and said "Let's get you up to speed on it."

"I don't want a gun, people with guns out there get shot automatically." I said pushing the belt back toward him.

"You aren't operating alone anymore Sarah, and you may be in a situation where someone else might need your help. This isn't an ask, this is happening.' he said seriously.

For the next half-hour, I watched and listened as Edwards showed me how the pistol worked, what to do if it was supposed to fire but didn't, how to clean it, and how to shoot it, without actually shooting it. When we were finished, I adjusted the belt to fit my waist, it was far too big for me in its current state, and I wondered if I was just still starved, or if I really was that much smaller than the man that had owned it before me.

"Sexy." Jones said, looking at me after I got the belt adjusted, and clasped around my waist.

"Are you ready to make her an honest woman Jonesy?" Edwards asked with a grin.

"Could be." he said, glancing at Edwards, and then back at me.

Everything happened so quickly, I had no fear about taking care of Jones. Maggie had shown me that I could take a big dick, it seemed unlikely that Jones or 'Jonesy' as Edwards had called him could be packing anything bigger, and there was just a different kind of confidence I had around him now. I knew how to suck dick, I knew I could make him cum with my pussy, or my mouth, and it just felt almost like I put him off-balance. I had more control of what happened next than he did, and I liked how that made me feel.

"We're rolling out at 0600 so if you're planning on getting lucky tonight, make sure you have this woman well-rested and alert by then." Edwards said to Jones, and then looked at me and said "It's just another walk in the park, except that now, if someone decides to be an asshole, you'll be able to drop them as fast as any of the rest of us."

"Greeeeaaat.." I sighed.

Jones and I walked over to the pool area, and sat down and talked for a while. I hadn't seen him since our date, and I wanted to let him know that our next date was coming up, and that I'd be bringing a surprise.

"Is everything getting easier?" he asked.

"Some stuff is." I nodded.

"What's not getting easier?"

"My brain keeps getting confused, especially since we captured that woman." I admitted.

"You worried that we found you before her, before you maybe had a say in how things went for you?" he asked, and settled his eyes on my tits.

"A bit. There's another part of me that can't stop thinking about fucking her." I said, I suppose it was a nonsensical response, an attempt to show Jones that I was still a guy, somewhere deep down inside.

"That woman is going to want one of the men to marry her, not one of the women." he said, it wasn't said in a mean way, but that was how all of the men saw us, we were women, right up until an actual woman was among us.

"Do you think the same rules apply to her? Like, the women can play with her, just not do bigger stuff?" I asked.

He shrugged.

"What's that?" I asked, perturbed.

"I don't know, I didn't make the rules, and she's the first um, she's the only woman here that can have kids, so I don't know if the old rules apply, or if there's new rules, I suppose we'll all find out when we find out."

"What happens if women break the rule, about doing too much, you know, like, what if they actually fucked?" I asked hesitantly.

"No idea, I'm not married," he said.

"If you were married, would you let your wife fuck Mia?" I asked.

He watched me for a while and didn't say anything.

"If you were married, would you let your wife fuck any of the other women?"

"Fucking, not just blowing each other?" he finally spoke.

"Fucking, would you be okay with your wife, fucking any of the other women on base?" I watched him closely, but he didn't give any indications.

"I suppose it would depend on how the subject came up, and how the woman's husband felt about it." he answered.

"Let's say you were married, and your wife told you that she wanted to fuck Edwards' wife, and that Edwards was okay with it, what do you say?"

He watched me, and then finally asked "Do you wanna fuck Maggie?"

"You're assuming that I'd be your wife. Let's say your wife was Mia." I answered smugly.

"Mia huh?" he muttered and then was quiet again.

I wondered if Jones might not like women like Mia, it just seemed like every guy on base would be falling over themselves to get with her, but so far I hadn't seen any of them even talk with her.

"I'd tell her no." he finally answered.

"What if she did it anyway?" I asked. It was a strange, almost impossible conversation to have, but there we were.

"I had someone I really cared about cheat on me, back before I joined up, it's a big part of why I joined up. So I guess part of me never got over it. I'd hate to feel like I felt back there all over again. Are you fucking Maggie?" he asked.

"That's against the rules Jones." I answered.

"Fuck the rules, I've heard some rumors about one of the other wives fucking some of the men. Clearly, not everyone is following the rules." he said.

"So there's no rules about the men being allowed to fuck any of the women, wife or no, it's just that the women can't fuck the other women." I shot back.

"I don't make the rules." he said with a shrug.

It wasn't fair, but nothing had been, and so I just got angrier at myself for expecting things to be different.

"Sarah, really, I don't have any control over these things." he said softly. "You're as much as asking me to let you fuck whoever you want, and how do you imagine that makes me feel? How would you feel if I told you I wanted to fuck Mia, would you be okay with that?"

"You're assuming we're married... again." I answered.

"I am." he answered "Now answer my question."

"I'd feel like she could give you something I couldn't, and that would make me feel like I couldn't compete, like you'd want her more than me."

"That's fair." he said with a nod.

I sat there with my mouth hung open and wondered why I had even started this conversation with him.

--

A bit before 1900 I heard voices outside of my door and then a knock. The women were here early, and I checked myself in my mirror a final time before carefully walking over to my door in my heels and letting the women in.

"Oh, you naughty bitch, I didn't know it was gonna be that kind of visit!" Maggie laughed.

"You're insane Sarah, If I never had to put on another pair of heels in my life I'd be totally fine with that, and here you are in this little group of people, wearing stripper shoes." Mia laughed.

"What else could she wear, what with having those stripper titties and all." Maggie giggled, then moved close and pushed her lips against mine.

"mmMmm" I made noises in her mouth, and suddenly the thought of the three of us fucking for the rest of the night flooded into my head.

I heard a body flop onto my bed and then a low noise.

"Maggie told me there was an agreement that the women could 'play' clearly you two like to play." Mia said.

I sank to my knees and began tugging at Maggie's slacks, a moment later her cock was thickening up as I bobbed up and down on it. I had worried that something sexual might happen between Maggie and myself with Mia in the room, and now I'd voluntarily started sucking her dick. It was almost like there were two different people living in my body, and at the moment, the female version of me needed this.

"Sarah is so good at this." Maggie said. Her fingers moved through my hair and she guided my mouth up and down her dick, hardened enough now that I could no longer take it entirely into my mouth. So I began licking along its length, and kissing her shaved testicles, which caused a strange, stomach-rolling feeling to hit me. Nobody would ever kiss Jennifers testicles again.

There were noises on the bed, but I was focused on sucking Maggie's dick. A minute later I could hear Mia moaning softly, and turned my head, seeing her busily working her fingers into her hairy black muff.

"Bedside table." I said to her, and then immediately had my mouth full once again.

More noise on the bed, and then a gasp, and a squeal.

"Oh my God, I haven't touched a vibrator for more than a year!" I heard the toy buzz to life and then another squeal as Mia moved it against her clit.

I continued performing, and I felt like that was exactly what I was doing. Sure, I enjoyed making Maggie feel good, and there was an intoxicating sensation of sucking her dick while another woman watched, but there was the unknown of what would happen between the three of us. In the back of my mind, I wanted Maggie to watch me fuck Mia. If I could do that, then I'd be fine with Maggie fucking me as Mia watched. I would have laughed at having such slutty thoughts if my mouth wasn't full of Maggie's dick.

Mia was making more noise on the bed, and it felt like Maggie and I both must have decided at the same moment that she was being too loud and might call attention to whatever we were doing. I felt Maggie pull my head off of her glistening cock, and she looked down at me and just said "Get up there and stuff your dick into her mouth."

I hopped on the bed and straddled her face and she opened her mouth automatically.

It was perfect, Maggie would go sit on the edge of the bed and watch me make Mia mine.

There was more jostling on the bed, and then Mia jerked, and began moaning with her mouth full. I looked behind me and Maggie had her head between Mia's legs, hungrily lapping at her pussy while my vibrator buzzed away against her clit. Her tongue was wildly flicking along the underside of my dick and suddenly, almost completely without warning I felt a rushing train of an orgasm crashing down on me, only having enough time to say "oh fuck oh fuck!"

I sank back into Mia's mouth and shot several jets of creamy white semen into that warm, wet orifice, then immediately regretted not waiting, and giving her my load in what had to be one of the very last vaginas left in the world.

I pulled myself off of Mia, and watched as she spit into the small trash can next to my bed, apparently Mia wasn't big on eating cum. Maggie took little notice as she worked her way up Mia, and began kissing her passionately. They looked incredibly sexy together, and I hoped my dick would return to life soon as I desperately wanted to feel my dick inside of her.

"Fuck me" Mia moaned, but she wasn't talking to me. Maggie reached between her legs, and then pushed her dick past Mias swollen pussy lips, she let out a loud gasp that was immediately muffled as Maggie kissed her once again. A few minutes later, Mia had wrapped her legs around Maggie's waist and they were just intensely staring into each other's eyes, until Maggie tensed up, and slammed her hips forward, then repeated the action twice more.

"Sarah, clean her up." Maggie almost ordered, as she pulled her big, reddened dick out of Mia, and pulled her legs upward, clearly holding Mia in a way to prevent her cum from leaking out.

I climbed between her legs and for the first time in more than a year tasted pussy. At first I was reluctant, but then I was lapping up their combined juices.

"Give it to her Sarah." Maggie ordered, and pulled me from between her legs. I moved up with my mouth ful, and heard Maggie say "The women here don't spit, they swallow."

My mouth was on Mia's once again and I pushed Maggie's cum into her mouth. It seemed like it stayed there forever, and then I could feel Mia swallowing.

It felt deliciously pornographic. I moved off of Mia's mouth to look at her, and from where I was watching, it seemed almost like she was trying hard not to vomit. So I began kissing her once again and feeling her soft, squishy boobs. I wanted to be more upset than I was, I'd been the one that had started talking to Mia, I was the one that had found out where the mall was, I was the one that had to risk my life again the next day and head out with the men 'outside the wire' and yet Maggie had been the first to fuck her. In spite of that, it was hot.

"Better when some asshole isn't forcing himself on you?" Maggie asked.

"I want more." Mia said hungrily.

"They'll want you to marry one of the men, and all of them will want you." Maggie said. "Once you get married, you won't have this kind of freedom to get laid."

"You're married, what difference does it make?" Mia asked as she rubbed a circle around her clit.

Maggie looked at her with what seemed like impatience, and just shook her head.

I just wanted to feel her pussy wrapped around my dick, I didn't care about rules, or being married, I just wanted what my body was screaming for.

Mia didn't come out and say no, but she wasn't showing any interest in having me fuck her, and that got into my head pretty quickly. I figured it was because Maggie has a big dick, and really almost no tits to speak of. In a weird way I can see how Maggie might look more like a guy than I did, but that was only physical. Maggie was much more feminine than any of the other women on the base, that included Mia. Sure, Mia has a vagina, but just from a very overtly feminine sexual vibe, Maggie wins hands down.

I decided I'd stop trying to fuck her, and save a bit of my ego. I showed Mia the makeup I'd kept for myself, after having donated the rest of it all for the other women. She was happy enough with a tube of lipstick, a bronze eyeshadow, and a small jar of foundation that more closely matched her skin tone than mine.

"What do I owe you for this stuff?" she asked.

"Let me fuck that pussy bitch!" was the first thought that entered my mind, but I just shook my head and told her we didn't do things like that here.

She kissed me, her tongue slipped into my mouth for a brief moment, and then she broke our kiss and grinned at me.

Fucking tease!

~

The patrol headed out on time in the morning, and I struggled to concentrate and watch out of the window I was sitting next to as we drove along. I was mad at both Mia and Maggie. Maggie had come off almost possessive, almost like Mia was hers, and then she may as well have ordered me to eat her load out of Mia's pussy. Whatever was going on, I wasn't happy about it.

Before we made it to the mall, we stopped at the overpass, and the men filled our fuel drums with diesel at the gas station located there that carried diesel. I felt like a cowboy walking around with a pistol hanging from my hip. At first I was terrified, and then realized that if any shooting started, I'd likely be the last target. There were a dozen well-armed, well-trained men that were far spookier than little old me.

A number of the men cleared the first drug store, and like the first time. All of the food had been looted, and the pharmacy area floor was littered in pills. I was given fifteen minutes to scrounge as one of the men went through the shelves looking for antibiotics, and pain medication.

I almost ran to the makeup section, and began filling a bag with any jewelry I could find. Necklaces, rings, earrings, bracelets, then piled in any makeup off of the shelves, finally I stopped by the haircare section and tossed in a dozen or so hair-dye boxes and as I made my way back to the pharmacy area, for a sneaky search for the doctor's special requests, I passed the back wall that contained dozens and dozens of packages of pantyhose. I tossed a handful of different colors into my bag, and then when I was told we'd be moving out in five minutes, I went on a chaotic search looking for the viagra for the Doctor, and the estrogen for his wife, but when I heard one of the men call out that they were leaving, I accepted that I hadn't found either.

We continued on in our little convoy, and repeated the same steps at the next pharmacy, this one had quite a bit of damage, and in one of the far corners it was obvious that someone, or someones had used the place as a shelter, even finding a burned part of the carpet where they'd once had a small fire. The men busied themselves outside of the drug store while I dug through the meds, and found both viagra, and estradiol. I took all they had, and then stuffed a few bottles of nail polish into my pockets before I joined them at the Vics.

"It smelled like piss in there." one of the men said.

He was right, it stank inside there.

There was a restroom in the drugstore, but they were right, it smelled like piss everywhere inside, and then for some utterly random reason, I realized that I hadn't pissed standing up since my first night on the base.

Women sat down to piss, why would I stand?

I imagined it had something to do with the contents of my bag. I imagined that if the woman had celebrated after I brought back all of those shoes, and makeup last time, they'd be easily as happy after they saw my latest haul.

We got underway once again, with our next target being the mall. We stopped quite a ways from the sprawling parking lot, and then I watched as Jones, and another soldier pulled a ladder from the back of the truck, and they climbed up onto one of the billboard sign platforms and lay there peering through their binoculars for a long time. I busied myself by looking around for a while but nobody seemed to need the extra eyes, so I sat back in the Humvee I was riding in, and decided to paint my nails. I picked out a pale pink color, and made a mess, but the more I messed up, the more I learned and before the men had climbed down from the billboard sign, I was happy with how my nails looked.

The men split off into two groups, and we concentrated on a corner of the mall, a corner that was largely dominated by a JC Penny store. The men gathered up practical clothing, socks, boxers, boots, gloves, things like that. I found practical clothing as well, lacy bras, panties, skirts, more pantyhose, I even found some of the stockings that keep themselves held up. I took an armful of bras and disappeared into a dressing room. The two bras I owned were both uncomfortable, so I raced to try on different styles, and sizes as quickly as I could. I found a lacy flesh-colored bra that felt magical. It fit like it was made specifically for me, and was a size 38D. The others that I found that fit well enough varied between a C and a D cup. There was a black bra that was almost like a tube-top, with no straps and looking at myself in the dressing room mirror, I decided that it was the sexiest of the bras I'd tried on, but it wasn't as comfortable as the flesh-colored bra.

'Jones, you owe me.' I thought to myself and tossed the bra onto the pile of the others I'd be bringing back to the base.

I stepped out of the dressing room and almost screamed. One of the soldiers was standing there, waiting for me, and I was so surprised it took my breath away.

"Hey, everything's fine." he said and held his hands palm outward.

"You scared the hell out of me." I gasped.

"Just making sure you don't get lost," he said calmly.

I smiled and nodded, then walked past him with my arms filled with lingerie.

"Jones is one lucky motherfucker." he said as I passed him.

"Oh?" I stopped and turned to look at him.

'Come on, look at you.." he said, it was a compliment, but it felt weird.

"I'm not with Jones, I'm not with anybody." I answered.

"Not yet." he said "Look, I'd offer to carry some of that for you, but the guys would never let me live it down." he said, looking at dainty panty lines, and lacy bra cups overflowing from my arms.

We gathered up near the entrance we'd used and the men started to ask me to find outfits for their wives. I found Edwards and pulled him off to the side and very quietly asked him if there was anything Maggie would want, he was clueless, and just said 'find something you'd want to wear if you were her.'

When I walked out to the convoy, I watched as the men were loading huge bags of flour, and rice into the bed of the truck. There were at least a dozen shiny silver cans that I assumed had lard or some kind of cooking ingredient in it.

"We're finishing up in the food court, then we're headed back to base." Edwards said as he looked at the pile of women's things I'd unceremoniously dumped in my corner of the Humvee.

We were about halfway back to the base when the convoy rolled to a stop, the radio chatter sounded excited, and then I was called up to the lead vehicle once again. I climbed onto the hood of the Humvee and peered through the handed binoculars and asked if I saw anything over towards the...

"Lots of apple trees, and lots of apples." I said before they could finish talking.

"See anybody guarding them? Any weird shit?" a voice called out.

Fuck, did I just screw up?

"I don't see anything like that, but it doesn't mean that's not there." I answered, hoping to catch a break.

"We didn't see anything like that either."

We picked at least a hundred apples, probably closer to twice that many and then finished our patrol and rolled up to the base, and everyone seemed to exhale a collective sigh of relief.

While I had been a bit greedy, and picked out quite a bit for myself, I'd brought quite a bit more for all of the other women. I took my own personal haul, and dropped it at my house, then I took the meds over to the clinic. Stella was sitting at the reception desk, and I told her I found something she'd be interested in, and where could I find the Doctor.

The Doctor was beside himself when I explained I'd found something for him, as well as something for Stella.

Stella began bouncing around, and clapping her hands. When the Doctor poured a small cup of water from a large clear plastic jug, and handed it to Stella with one of the pills, her tongue slowly snaked out past her shiny red lips and swallowed it the way I supposed an alcoholic might attempt to savor a powerful whiskey.

"Fuck me, right now." she purred. It took all of my self-control not to drag her off to that same hospital room we had played in earlier that week.

--

I spent the next hour going through the makeup, jewelry, and clothing I'd set aside for myself. At first I felt like I was being a bit unfair, basically picking and choosing what I'd keep for me, and what everyone else could fight over, but the truth was that I had gone out with the men and risked my life doing it. If any of the other women decided they wanted to tempt fate, I'd be fine sitting back at the base and feel happy enough to pick over whatever they found and brought back for the ladies. Well, almost.

I had three skirts, three pairs of pantyhose in slightly varying colors, a single pair of stay-up stockings, several bra and panty sets including the incredibly comfortable and sexy flesh-colored bra that held my tits perfectly. I couldn't wait for the Doctor to tell me I could finally be done with wearing that uncomfortable band that constantly pressed down on my breasts and would likely have to be worn for the next month at least. Finally, I had a few more shades of lipstick, a single lip gloss, and some eyeshadow. For jewelry, I kept a few pairs of earrings, including 'stripper hoops' that I recalled many porno stars and strippers typically wore. The hoops were a small part of a bigger plan, I had a few bracelets, and a silver necklace with a heart pendant that looked cute. After arranging my loot, I spread out a few additional items on my bed, and went looking for Mia, I'd waited long enough and now that I knew she was perfectly willing to fuck, I wanted some pussy in the worst way.

I left my house and started toward the chow-hall when Miller saw me, and changed direction, quickly approaching me with a look that communicated great displeasure.

"Sarah, I need to talk to you right now," he said tersely.

"Okay, what's up?" I asked, and began to panic. I hadn't done anything wrong as far as I knew, unless there was tension over my having kept some of the women's loot for myself.

He took my shoulder, and pulled me to his house, opened the door and closed the door behind us as I stared at Jennifer who was laying in bed with reddened eyes, clearly she had been crying.

"What happened? Why is she crying?" I asked.

"Can you tell me how my wife came to lose her testicles?" Miller asked.

I looked at Jennifer, and she sniffled, then looked away.

What the fuck?

"She knows how she lost them, she wanted them gone, for you." I said, suddenly defensive.

"You told her that Reyes could do this?" he asked, more angrily.

"First, she's an adult, and I certainly don't have any authority over her. It's not like I could tell her that before she can stick around, she'd need to pretend to be a woman and get boob-job, like some other people have determined. Next, what can you possibly be upset about, do you know how this is going to make your wife more complete? She told me she'd trade her dick for a pussy in a heartbeat! If that doesnt' tell you everything you need to know, then you're a fucking moron!" I finished, much louder than I wanted to be.

"Sarah.." Jennifer's voice was almost a whisper.

"No, fuck that!" I snapped at her, and looked back at Miller, who looked like he couldn't decide whether to punch me in the face, or put me over his knee and spank me. "She'll have to work less to be more beautiful, and in time she'll be even more woman than she already is, if that's possible." I felt like I'd stood up for my friend, and I knew she wasn't feeling great, I imagined she had to be in pain, but why was I the person Miller wanted to take out whatever anger on?

"He knows." Jennifer said, and started crying again.

"Okay, why is that a problem, you were going to tell him anyway, You told him this was what you wanted didn't you?" I asked, shaking my head still confused.

"He knows about Maggie and me.. And you." she managed to say before crying uncontrollably.

"Did you fuck my wife?" Miller asked, calmly, but I knew he wasn't calm.

I hadn't fucked Jennifer, sure I wanted to, but the one person I wanted to fuck more than anyone else arrived at the base with a vagina. It felt weird to admit I hadn't fucked Jennifer, because it would appear as if I were saving my own skin. I'd been there when Maggie sank her big dick into Jennifer, and then later I'd definitely been there when Maggie had pushed her big dick into me. Maggie seemed to be the one woman on the base that was getting more pussy than anyone.

"I told you she didn't!" Jennifer sobbed.

"So instead, you sat there and watched my wife fuck around with Maggie?" he asked, again, deadly calm.

"What do you want me to say? Should I have ran out of my house and found you, warned you what was happening?" I answered in my own, strangely calm way.

"YES GODDAMNIT!" he roared.

"Miller, please!" Jennifer pleaded.

He looked from me to his wife, and gave her a hateful glare, his mouth opened to speak, and then he clamped it shut, then turned and walked out of their door.

"Jennifer, what the fuck?!" I asked, my body was shaking uncontrollably, and my voice was cracking. I felt stupid as tears filled my eyes and ran down my face. I was certain Miller was going to kill me, it didn't' seem fair, why was he so mad at ME? The adrenaline had stopped, and I began crying even more hysterically.

"I thought he'd be happy, I told him how it would make my skin softer, and how my ass would fill out, I told him I wouldn't have to shave as much, and I was a bit closer to being a complete woman for him. He didn't understand, and then got mad because I didn't discuss it with him.' she stopped for a moment, and shook her head.

"He's got a point, this affects both of you." I interrupted.

"It just kept getting worse and then we were arguing, and he said some things that really hurt, he made me feel like a freak, so I wanted to hurt him too, and I told him that Maggie and I broke the rules." She finished speaking and blew her nose.

"You turned this from an argument between husband and wife, into something a lot bigger. You could cause a lot of trouble for Maggie because of this." I said quietly. I was suddenly very grateful that I hadn't fucked her, but in the same breath I felt a deep betrayal. While Maggie may have been the one that had truly broken the rules, I knew I was just as guilty of doing more than I should have been doing. Trust had always been such an important component of my life. When someone gave me their trust, I kept it like a precious treasure, and when I gave someone my trust, I demanded the same.

Jennifer had betrayed both Maggie and I, and I knew I couldn't trust her again. I knew I couldn't 'play' with her again, and I wondered how I could evern remain her friend. In a very selfish way, I felt greatful that I hadn't fucked her. But Maggie had, and what would happen next because of that?

"I wasn't thinking, I just wanted to hurt him like he hurt me." She said, and it sounded like she wasn't particularly upset that she had betrayed a secret the three of us were supposed to protect.

I sat at the edge of her bed and we tried to have a normal conversation, I told her I'd brought back more clothes, some hair dye, jewelry and makeup. I asked if she wanted me to walk her out to have a look at the loot, and maybe pick a few things out, but she was too upset. She just wanted to lay in bed and be miserable. I kept her company for a while, and then realized that I should find Maggie, and warn her that Miller knew what had happened. I told Jennifer I'd bring her a plate of whatever was for dinner that night, and made her promise to be more sensible when it came to saying things that could cause trouble for more than just her in the future.

She looked at me with a pathetic expression and asked 'if we were okay?' but all I could do was grimace and leave.

Arriving at the chow-hall, Maggie was nowhere to be found, I did see Mia, and she was chatting away with one of the men. I didn't know his name, he'd been on both patrols that I'd gone on. I'd guess mid-twenties, with dirty blonde hair and bright green-eyes, likely close to 6 feet tall and built like many of the other men, that is to say none of them were heavily muscled, or even 'heavy' for that matter, they all seemed to have the physique of long-distance runners. I could easily imagine Mia and Mr Green-Eyes fucking violently, often.

"Hi Mia, have you seen Maggie?"

"Captain Asshole came and got her a while ago." she said with a frown.

"Any idea where they went?" I asked, almost panicking.

She shook her head.

"Okay, well.. Hey, wanna stop by later? I scrounged something you might like." I asked, hopefully Mia would be feeling horny, and I'd make good on my plan to fuck her.

"I've got a date tonight." she said, and then smiled at Mr Green-eyes "Can we catch up tomorrow?"

So much for Sarah getting laid, but then did I even want to take a chance after what had happened with Jennifer?

I wandered around the base, first stopping at the room Captain Yeager and I had used to talk privately in the past; it was empty aside from the stacked boxes inside. I went behind the hotel and checked where the vehicles were parked, and only found one of the men under a hood, doing something to the truck. I figured my last best shot was just going to her house, but knocking on her door several times made it clear nobody was home.

There wasn't any reason for Maggie to be on the roof, but I climbed the eight floors of stairs and made sure. There was a soldier up there, peering out into the distance from behind the weirdly camouflaged area that I'd sat with Jones at almost a week ago.

"Seeing any ice cream trucks driving around?" I asked with a grin. I needed a break before heading back down all of those stairs.

"I'd trade an ice cream truck for a single, ice-cold beer." he said with a laugh.

"Well, yell if you see either, take care." I said and made my way back down the stairs and decided I'd check the clinic, just in case.

Walking through the door, I found the reception desk was empty, which was maybe a good thing because I knew Stella wanted to mess around again, and right now I was worried how things would be playing out after Jennifer, Maggie and myself had gone too far.

I walked down the main hallway poking my head into the rooms as I passed them. The fourth room was occupied. Maggie was laying on the single hospital bed, looking up at the ceiling.

I opened the door, and quickly made my way to her. She had been crying, but more than that, she looked small. Maggie had always been the one woman on base that most comfortably had taken on her role. She always seemed larger than life to me, but now..

"Maggie?" I asked.

"We messed up Sarah. We messed up bad." she said distantly.

"Are you okay? What happened?" I imagined Miller finding her, and hurting her. But then I remembered Mia had said that Captain Yeager had come and taken her someplace.

"We messed up, I'm sorry.' she said and tears began rolling down her cheeks.

An instant later, I felt a sharp jab and as I spun around Dr Reyes was there with impossibly large, sad eyes and then darkness came.

End Pt. 06