Tales of Fuecherna

"There you are," he said in mild humor. "All clean. I hope I'm not offending you by doing this. I've seen plenty of naked women in my time, sprayed out all of their parts, gotten them clean, but I can understand how traumatizing it can be when you're new. Your parts are supposed to be private, but now they belong to the public, and that's hard to get used to...You don't have to worry about me though. I told you the truth before. My parts don't work anymore, so I don't get any joy out of this. I just try and take care of my girls, that's all."

Awww. He is such a sweet old man. I mean, it was degrading to have this done to me, but at least Jurgoten wasn't a fucking creep about it. That I could respect. I really hoped that when he passed on people would attend his funeral and he'd have lots of loved ones come to pay their respects, but I seriously doubted that would happen. People in this job were at the low end of the ladder when it came to life in general.

He walked off to attend to his other 'girls', and my thoughts ran dry as my next suitor approached, but it was a singles, and this particular singles surprised me.

"I can't believe I'm finally here," said the young woman in front of me.

Before me was a young woman in her late teens, and she couldn't have been older than eighteen or nineteen...This was probably her first time. This was probably her first time on the line, and she had booked me. Go figure.

She was white, five-foot-five maybe, slender in form with little B-cup breasts and pert, little, brown nipples in the centers of those little boobs. She had long, brown hair swept back in a ponytail, and her face was cute, accented by a pointed chin and coffee-brown eyes. Her snatch was somewhat hairy with curly, brown pubes, and she had long, brown inner-lips that hung down from her swollen and wet vulva. I could smell her as she got in my face, and her scent was strong. She had indeed been waiting for this.

"It's the Blonde Butcher of Brockridge," choked out this young woman in heated, emotional breaths. "I've so waited for this moment...Oh, I've waited for this..."

She ran her slender right-hand fingers along the smooth skin of my left cheek. Her narrow chest heaved up and down in trembling excitement, accenting her little brown nipples in my limited vision. I couldn't turn my head, but it didn't take a gene-grafting scientist to feel the intensity radiating off of her. She was like a fusion bomb powered and ready to blow.

"It's my birthday today," she gasped in husky breaths. "I came in my pants on the way over here. I've so wanted to meet you...I needed to meet you."

Ooooookay. Something was definitely off here.

"This is my first time," said the girl with a wide grin. "I wanted it to be with you...In fact it has to be with you. I need your power."

So I was right about it being her first time. She must have just turned eighteen...Wait...I need your power? What the fuck does that mean?

She walked around behind me, knelt, and ran her narrow hands down the flawless skin of my ass. I shuddered at her touch, and then I felt her sinuous tongue slither into my open hole. My pussy opened up for her taste organ, and then I creamed uncontrollably in her mouth. She licked up my hot, white gel, slurping it up as if it were her meal for the day.

"Y...Yes," she said as she pulled away from me, gasping for air as she did. "I can feel it now...Your power...I can feel it inside me...growing inside me...filling me with your strength...I...I...I need more..."

She stood and bent over, and I felt the ring of muscle that was my large pink anus open up for her tongue. She tongued deep into my ass, as deep as her tongue would go, and then she pulled away from me yet again.

"Oh, yes...Oh, Gods, yes..." she choked out.

She practically skipped around me and back to my front to face me once more. Her face was aglow like a lit lamp, and she clutched my blonde head between both hands and openmouthed me, sucking face with a desperation I hadn't experienced before. I could even taste my own ass on her tongue as she slid her taste organ over mine.

She pulled away from me, and her brown eyes were burning with a flame of lust, passion, and something else...something darker.

"What was it like?" she asked me in a husky, shaky voice. "What was it like when you plunged that knife into her?"

Ooooookay. This girl was...

"Did it feel good?" she asked in shaking excitement. "Did it give you a rush? You stabbed her seventeen times, so it must have given you a rush. You cut off her head and dropped it in the toilet...I can't wait for my own power to grow. Now that I have your power, I'm going to kill my sister. I'm going to stab that fucking cunt in her Godsdammed face until she screams like the little bitch she is."

Okay...This girl was a Godsdammed psycho. She was going to murder someone, and there was nothing I could do to prevent it...Fuck...

She reached up and plunged the fingers of her right hand into my left eye. She dug into it, but she couldn't actually hurt me. I couldn't even feel pain, only pleasure. The time lock prevented her from doing anything terrible to me.

"I'm going to pop out her eyes," she said in weird excitement. "I'm going to stab her big tits and let her know each stab is for each time she's hit me. I'm going to stab her fat cunt for each time she's used the ruler on me, for each time she...she's burned me."

This girl didn't need to be on the line. She needed a Godsdammed therapist.

"I don't want to cum on you," said the crazy teen. "I don't want to lose any of my power. No, no, no. Can't cum yet. I'll...I'll do that after I leave. I just need some more power...Y...Yeah...Just a little more..."

She walked around back behind me, knelt, grabbed my beautiful heart-shaped ass, and plunged her whole face into my wet cunt. She slurped into me again, licking up all of my cream, plunging in her tongue over and over again to drink in my juices.

She reached up, pinched my tiny, bald clit between two fingers of her left hand, and pulled hard. My little, exposed clit stretched out like a piece of gum to about three inches. I was nano-wracked and protected by the time lock, so I could not be damaged, so trying to hurt my clit only made it warp and stretch like the aforementioned piece of gum, but the sensation was weird, really weird, a kind of thing that was not physically possible outside of these conditions, and I squirted out a line of cum from my pee hole because of it.

She slurped into my creamy twat for another minute more, and then she released my clit, which snapped back like a rubber band into its normal, tiny shape. She walked around me after that, openmouthed me one more time, released me, and then gave me a wild, crazed look.

"I'm ready now," she nodded in excitement.

Her slender body shook as she closed her dark eyes and bit her lower lip. Some white cream squirted out of her pussy to drip to the white tiles below, and I was truly stunned at that. She'd had an orgasm just from the thought of whatever terrible thing she was going to do to her sister.

"My name is Lecjan," she grinned as her eyes snapped open. "Remember that name. I'll be by you on the line soon. I'll be getting fucked like you do soon. It's going to be wonderful...We're sisters now. You're my real sister. We're sisters in death. Just wait, Sana. Just wait."

She closed her eyes again, grimaced, and her whole body shook, her bottom twerking back and forth as she pissed out a stream of cum to splatter all over the dais beneath me. Her belly quivered as she shot out two more streams of cum, and then she gave a sad and pathetic whine from the multiple orgasms, something that freaked me the fuck out. This girl was truly nuts, and I wanted her gone.

She left after that, but the look on her face...I don't want to remember it. She was terrifyingly happy...Let's just leave it at that.

Old Jurgoten came by as if by clockwork. He looked at me with a very visible expression of alarm on his old, weathered face.

"Are you all right?" he asked. "That young lady didn't hurt you, did she?"

I couldn't answer him, of course...but at least he was thinking of me. How he knew about psycho little Lecjan, I have no idea, but the old man was sharp, I'll grant you that.

"Let me give you a spray down," said Jurgoten. "Don't you worry about a thing, luv. Ol' Jurgoten is going to report that young lady. She'll find it tough to get another place on the line...that's if she doesn't end up on the line...Someone needs to inform her parents...That one's a timebomb..."

He sprayed off my face even though I didn't need it. He went around behind me, gave my genitals the spray treatment, and then walked back around to my front.

"Don't you worry now," he nodded. "I've got my eye on you. I'll be here when you need me. I won't let anyone hurt you. You just hang in there, luv."

He left me there after that to attend to the other women on the line. Old Jurgoten was the one consistent thing about Eevory that made life tolerable here. He really was a gods-send.

I was thinking about how the world needed more people like Jurgoten when a new singles, a new suitor arrived. He stepped in front of me, and my heart nearly stopped at the sight of him.

"Hello, Sana," said Runadolph.

I wanted to throw up. I mean, I couldn't actually throw up, but the reality of him being here, being right here in front of me, naked, his long, thick penis ready to...I couldn't handle it at that moment.

He took my head into his hands and openmouthed me much like crazy Lecjan had. I shivered and shook at the taste of him because I had truly missed him, and this was in spite of the fact that I was furious with him over his betrayal.

He pulled away from me and looked me right in the eyes.

Runadolph was a converted male, so he had a round and slightly feminine face, but he was truly male regardless of his conversion. His feminine face was beautiful, his brown eyes were deep and understanding, and his sensuous forehead was surrounded by a combed mop of short brown hair. He was a little taller than me, but years of testosterone from his new balls had given him a goodly amount of muscle. He had big nipples, naturally, because they didn't shrink so much after the conversion, though his breast fat had long been emptied; his chest was all flat muscle now. His butt was smaller and more compact than when he'd been a girl, and I'd loved squeezing that ass. I wished I could at that moment, and not being able to really hurt me inside. His long, thick, bald penis was already stiff and erect and ready to fuck, and I have to admit, I fucking wanted it. I hated him for what he'd done, but I still wanted his dick, and I hated myself for that.

"I'm going to come as often as I can," he said as he gave me light kisses on the lips and cheeks. "I will. I'm sorry this had to happen, but it was necessary. I'm so sorry about all of this."

Godsdamm, I've missed him. He hadn't come to see me at all in Carnagraph or Roald Greens. I had missed him more than I'd thought, and it occurred to me that I really loved his kisses. What I really wanted was to...Wait...Wait, wait, wait...Hold up...I'm sorry this had to happen? It was necessary? What the fu...

He cut off those disturbing thoughts as he walked around behind me, grabbed my beautiful butt, and plunged his cock into my quivering, wet snatch. I trembled and shook as he fucked me, for he was pounding into me with a savage thrusting that belied the loving diligence he'd shown before.

"You actually wanted to turn me in," he said as he fucked into me, fucked into me hard. "You know I couldn't have that. I couldn't have that, Sana. The State would have put me on the line...They would have undone my life...They would have...have changed me back to female...That would have undone everything...everything I've worked for."

What the fuck is he talking about? He's acting like...

"I didn't love Lemmetta," he said as he hammered into my pussy. "I didn't. I only loved you. Why couldn't you see that? Why did it have to come to this?"

He was pounding into my cervix, his long cock stroking my insides, making me feel it all the way up in my womb, in my bladder, in the pulsing wishbone-nerves of my vulva. I was definitely going to cum, but what he was saying was really bothering me, disturbing me deeply...It was going to be a weird orgasm.

"I loved you, you stupid bitch!" hissed Runadolph. "Why did you have to ruin everything!"

He hammered me hard now, fucking into me with a fury that was unmatched by my other suitors. My orgasm built and built from the hammering, and then I came as he did, both of us squirting at the same time, and it was the most disturbing orgasm of my entire life.

My toes curled as my eyes rolled up again, my asshole winked up at him as I pissed out a stream of cum, and then my pussy squelched out thick white cream onto his cock. My belly spasmed in an internal twitch, the muscles in my body involuntarily locking up, and I felt a weird shock of pleasure at the base of my spine, right in my tailbone.

I heard him groan as his long, thick dong spit out one shot of sperm after the next, a squirt, squirt, squirt all over my cervix. His cum felt good inside me, but what he was saying...

"It was Lemmetta," he choked out. "It was Lemmetta that's to blame. She was just a quick fuck...nothing more. It was exciting to have someone on the side, to take someone that wasn't on the fucking line. Can't you see that? That Godsdammed bitch wanted me to break up with you. That's why she called you. She called you to get at me."

I'd figured. I'd already figured that out when she'd called me. I may be young, but I wasn't born yesterday. It had been obvious that she'd wanted Runadolph all to herself.

"You said you were going to turn me in," breathed Runadolph. "I couldn't allow that...So what if I took a little from the firm?...So what?...Like they haven't ruined people's lives...You said...You said you were going to turn me in, Sana...That's why I had to...I had to...I'm so, so sorry...It was all Lemmetta's fault! She was a fucking turd that needed to be flushed! I didn't want this to happen to you, Godsdammit, but you...you said you were going to turn me in! I didn't mean for it to happen...It just happened. We were screaming at each other, and then the knife... I couldn't stop..."

No...No...No, this isn't right...This isn't right...It can't be...It can't be!

"This was all Lemmetta's fault!" hissed Runadolph. "Don't you see?...It's all her fault...That's why I dropped her head in the toilet...It wouldn't flush though...That fucking turd wouldn't flush!...I'm so sorry...I'm so, so sorry...I didn't want to kill her...I didn't mean to...I just...I can't be on the line, Sana...I can't go back to being a woman...I hated it...You don't understand...It would have been pure, unending torture for me...You're stronger than I am, Sana...I had to turn you over...I had to...I'm so sorry...I'll...I'll come see you when I can..."

He walked off. He left me there...He left me here, and now I knew. Now I knew the truth...I wanted to cry. I wanted to scream my head off, I wanted to sob and rage and wail...but I couldn't. I couldn't do anything. Not one fucking thing. The time lock had made me into a living statue...There was nothing worse than this right now...nothing at all.

Old Jurgoten appeared out of the corner of my right eye. The look on his old and weathered face was...odd. He flipped up his face shield and leaned in to whisper into my left ear, something he'd never done before, and that piqued my interest and brought down my rage a little.

"Don't you worry, luv," he whispered. "I...I have a confession to make...I've had...I've had the cameras on you. They've been on even though they're not supposed to be when there's a client. I was worried about you, so I've had the cameras on you even though it's against the law. I saw everything...heard everything. He murdered that young woman, and then he framed you for it. I've got his confession though. I'm going to the police, and I know I'll get in trouble for what I've done, but that doesn't matter. I'm old, and they can't do anything too terrible to me. The point is... we're going to get you out of here. You just hang in there, luv. We'll get you out of here. We'll put that right bastard on the line, you'll see. They'll change him back to a woman, and then she'll be here to take your place. That's a fitting punishment for the bastard."

This shorted out my brain, but this was also the most spectacular news I'd ever heard in my life. Oh, yes, it was I who was going to be visiting Runadolph on the line soon. That motherfucker was going to feel exactly what it was like to be time locked and nano-wracked. I was going to revel in making him...or her after the State was done with him...eat out my wet snatch. Thank the gods for old Jurgoten.

And the State had better fucking pay for my hood replacement.
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