When they had Andrea dried off, Tricia and Rima fastened heavy leather cuffs around her thighs and ankles, secured the ankle cuffs to the reinforced shower curtain rod with steel carabiners while two of the guys held Andrea in position, then ran chains from the thigh cuffs to heavy eyebolts secured to the wall outside the shower. "Are you comfortable, darling?" Rima asked.

"Well, as comfortable as I can be, considering that the blood is rushing to my head." She surveyed the crowd, a lustful smile on her upside-down face. "Let's give `em a show, Rima honey," she remarked. "Go ahead and enema me until I blow up like a balloon."

"That's the spirit," Rima replied. She opened the tub taps and ran the water at slightly warmer than body temperature--about 102o F--filled a ten-quart bag and burped the air out of the main line, and attached one of the notorious five foot 50FR colon tubes to the bottom of the bag hose. Placing her mouth against Andy's vulva, she began to perform cunnilingus while lubing her anus with K-Y, then eased the business end of the tube about eight inches into her rear. "Here comes your rinse cycle," she announced, opening the clamp to let the water flow into the pixie's belly. Meanwhile, Trish was filling three of the gallon pitchers with water a few degrees warmer from the bathtub taps; she stationed herself inside the shower with the pitchers near at hand, ready to add water as soon as the bag emptied enough.

We all watched with growing arousal as Rima continued to lap at Andy's genitals, seeing the petite woman's gut begin to puff outward. Within minutes, the bag was half full, and Tricia poured a gallon pitcher of water into it. At this point, Rima began to ease the tube further inside Andy's body, sliding it into the bend of her transverse colon. I couldn't resist asking, with my arms around Karen, "How does your tummy feel now, Andy? Are you getting full yet?"

"Just a little--the water feels soothing and oh so sexy--not at all like the soapy gut-buster and the freezing invasion I had a while ago." Her breathing had begun to accelerate, a sure sign of her arousal, and she had to comment, "And the way Rima's eating my pussy feels wonderful. It feels like I'm constantly coming in my belly and ass and cunt all at the same time. But it would sure be nice if someone paid some attention to my poor neglected little tits." She squirmed at Rima's tongue action, as Karen and I loped over to take one of her breasts into each of our mouths.

"We're gonna love ya half to death, sweetie," Karen announced, swirling her tongue expertly around Andy's left breast and nipple as I did the same for her right one.

Looking up toward Andrea's navel, I could see that her stomach was beginning to swell as if in pregnancy, so I asked Trish, "How much water does she have inside her now? Her middle is starting to look like it's been impregnified."

"I just poured the second pitcher into the bag, so she's got at least two gallons inside her gut. You and Karen ought to rub her belly a little to help the water circulate better; I'm afraid her middle needs loving even more than her tits do at this point."

I began to run my hands over Andy's swollen abdomen, at times squeezing and kneading her distended flesh, at others swirling my tongue in and around her navel. She writhed under my touch, her breath coming in short gasps as she began a lustful howl, ululating in her pleasure at my touch. I just kept up my massage of her greatly distended paunch, loving the pregnant look and the sex flush that had spread to cover her entire torso. "Your skin is such a pretty pink now, Andrea--I can tell how deeply aroused you are."

"If you think the view from the front is great, you ought to be back here," Tricia remarked. "Her butt was beginning to return to its normal milky white shade after we laid off the spankings and pinprick action, but now it's a deep shade of coral. Joey," she called, diverting attention from Andrea's public torment, "how's that camcorder coming?"

"We put in a new tape just before you started Andrea's colonic. We haven't missed a moment of this great show."

"Great--maybe we can sell it to one of those porn distributors that sells amateur kink videos." She began to pour the last pitcher of steaming water into the bag, then inquired, "Andy darlin', how does your tum-tum feel now? Are you getting full yet?"

"Oh yes--I feel my heart racing. I think I'm gonna explode by the time all this is inside me. But I'm so turned on I sorta want to take it all."

"That's the spirit--just imagine how cleaned out you'll be when we're done with this, how empty and vacant and lonely your colon and asshole will feel, and how much you'll be craving a hard dick up your cute, tight little asshole."

"I'm just thinking about how hard I'm gonna cum when you start sliding that tube out of my asshole. I know it's hard to imagine, as I've been cumming constantly throughout this stage of my humiliation treatment, but I think you'd better put some loud music on before you pull my tube, `cause my screams will probably have the neighbors calling the cops."

"And the last thing you'd need is to be hauled to jail with forty-four pounds of fetid pudding still wreaking turmoil in your guts, right?" Rima asked, flicking her tongue rapidly over Andrea's clitoris.

"What a poet!" Karen groaned. "When you're better, Rima, I think we're

going to put about four triple-strength suppositories and four Fleet enemas up your ass, lock them in with a super-maxi tampon, then push the tampon up further with an inflatable vibrating buttplug pumped up to maximum size and switched on to high speed, secure it in your ass with a whole roll of surgical tape tightly encasing your fanny, then forcefeed you a quart or two of kimchee and five-alarm Texas red chili. Then we'll see who has a mass of rich fetid pudding wreaking havoc in their bowels." I stared at Karen aghast; she only winked lubriciously.

"I hope you put your money where your mouth is," Rima replied. "I can't wait to feel what that will be like. But I think a big batch of Ex-Lax frosted brownies will be a perfect dessert for that particular torment."

By this time, Andrea looked, literally, as if she was about eight and a half months pregnant, her belly swelling out roundly from her petite frame. Hiccupping noisily, she begged, "I think I've got to release this soon--I feel like I'm gonna explode."

Trish closed the clamp, and whistled, "She did it, troops--she took five and a half gallons of water. This bag is toasted--no more water left."

"Help me get her down," Rima directed, and we each supported one side of Andrea's body as the Eurasian beauty unbuckled the ankle and thigh cuffs. When Andy was free, we turned her right-side up and supported her in our arms, rubbing her belly sensuously as we waited to assist her to the toilet.

"So full," she groaned, her forehead, face, and front of her torso bathed in sweat. "Now I can take a really healthy shit." Her unconscious witticism sent peals of laughter throughout the assembled crowd. One of Joey's compadres from the club came closer with the camcorder, taking some closeups of the elfin redhead's hugely swollen paunch, causing her to strike suggestive poses while Karen and I held her up. When she noted that Joey and his pals were all naked, all sporting shattering erections, she inquired in a sweet voice, "Are all of those hard dicks for me? I can't wait to feel each and every one of `em up my ass. It's so nice to feel wanted," she giggled.

As we began to escort her to the porcelain throne, Rima came behind us to start pulling the tube from Andrea's behind, triggering a continuous wail that rose in pitch until she sank noisily to the seat, convulsing in our arms while Rima pulled the last eighteen inches of the tube from her rear. Karen and I held her, gently rubbing her middle as it deflated like a leaky inner tube, watching her writhe and moan as the great-great-great-great-grandmother of all orgasms swept through her body. Placing my lips and tongue against her left nipple, I was shocked to discover that it was hard as steel and so hot it almost scalded my mouth. "God, you're so turned on I don't know how you can stand it, Andy," I observed. I began lapping at the nipple, feeling her body writhe against my face, looking down to observe Karen spearing her tongue in and out of Andrea's navel, which set off another chain of orgasmic convulsions. We continued our erotic assault on her body as the water farted and gurgled and exploded from her stretched-out colon, and brought our caresses to a gentler level as we felt her grow limp in our arms, the water and diluted feces still issuing from her behind. I listened for her heartbeat, noted that it was steady and strong, then asked her, "How're you doing now, hon?"

"Pretty good, considering that I feel as if I've just shat out a watermelon and a pumpkin." She met my lips in a kiss, insinuating her tongue into my mouth and squeezing my bursting erection; I felt a finger enter my behind, and within moments I felt a sweet flush in my loins. "My belly's all sticky now," she complained with a giggle in her voice, as Karen's mouth went to her flat belly to cleanse my ejaculate with her tongue. "That was the best orgasm--or chain of orgasms--ever. As soon as Rima and Trish decide I'm ready, I want ten hard dicks lined up in a row to pack my pooper." She belched as more water spurted from her ringing colon. "I guess it does take a while to empty from such a huge load of tummy-washer, doesn't it?"

"Remember gastroenterology practicum?" Karen inquired. "The textbook said elimination time for a normal low enema is about a half hour; with a high colonic it can be double or triple that time."

"You mean I have to stay on the potty for a whole hour?" Her face fell, then she looked up at us with a bright smile. "But you guys can start getting me dressed for my anal gangbang, can't you? At least put the corset and bra on me?" she asked hopefully.

"I think the corset is a great idea," Rima replied. "The constriction around her waist will force a lot of the residue to expel from her colon, and it will be sexy to see her flat little belly sticking out below the corset, too." She loped away to retrieve the pastel blue PVC ensemble from Andrea's tote.

"I think I want to be in the tub when all these guys take my ass," Andy confided to Karen and Trish and me. "I have a fantasy that they'll all piss in my ass after they come, so I'll be holding a gut-buster of a piss enema after they're all done with me."

"It could happen," Trish replied. "If that's what you want, tell Joey and he'll see that they oblige your twisted little fantasy."

"Joey, sweetheart, come here and give me a big hug," Andrea called in a dulcet voice.

"Andy, baby, how are you feeling now? Is your middle still hurting from the soap?"

"No, hon. I'm all nice and clean and empty inside. What I wanted to know is this: when you guys come inside my ass, could each of you stay inside long enough to give me a load of piss, too?"

"That's so kinky, darlin`--but I think we can all try." Turning to his bros, he announced, "Andy has just announced that she wants each of us to whiz inside her crapper after we've shot our loads. Can we do that, gentlemen?"

Yells and hoots were their reply, with Moose's voice the loudest, "If the little lady wants a bellyful of our piss after we're done packing her asshole, that's what she's gonna get. But be careful what you ask for, Andy. The way I've been drinking beer since I got over here, I'll make you look pregnant just with my load of piss."

"Big talk," Andy replied. She shivered, a lustful tremor running through her body. "I can hardly wait to feel that." By this time, Rima was back with the outfit Andy had designated for her anal gangbang, and she directed us to turn the petite woman sidewise on the stool so she could put the corset around her and fasten the eyehooks at the back.

"I looked at the size label on this; size two, eh?" She pulled the garment, six inches high, positioned from just below Andrea's bottom ribs to just below her navel, snugly around her belly, then began to fasten the hooks to their eye-clasps. When she was done, Andrea's breasts looked bigger because they flared out from her small-boned ribcage, and her belly stuck out roundly below the bottom of the corset. "This will make your ass look bigger, too," Rima noted. Looking out at the assembled crowd of horny bikers, she asked, "Is there any one of you who wouldn't want to fuck her ass now that her body is bound in this tight corset?" A chorus of "NO"s greeted her, and she snickered in lustful amusement. The bra was the next step; it fitted so snugly around Andrea's chest that the straps cut slightly into the flesh of her back, but it uplifted and accentuated her breasts dramatically; her nipples, swollen and purple with arousal, stood out proudly. "Do you want the clamps back on your nipples, honey?" Rima asked.

"Oh yes--I love having my nipples tormented until they feel like they'll fall off." She began to moan in awakened arousal as she contemplated the show in which she was about to star. Looking up at Rima, she inquired, "Do you know what the sexiest part of this performance will be?"

"No, hon--but I can guess. The full feeling you'll get from ten different dicks sliding up your ass and filling your bowels full of cum and piss?"

"No, baby. The sexiest part will be I'm lying in the tub after the tenth guy has pulled out of me, and I begin to fart from all that air those ten big dicks will have pumped into me along with their liquid love. It probably won't smell very nice, but it will sure sound sexy as hell. Just thinking how full of gas my guts will be after number ten has me within a millimeter of coming." She squirmed, her belly straining to expel more water, but alas, her colon was empty. "I think I'm ready, if you guys can give me a hand wiping."

We attacked her ass eagerly, wiping her down thoroughly with tissue, then going over the same ground with baby wipes. Tricia assisted her on with the crotchless panties, garterbelt, and stockings, and Karen and I slid the fuck-me pumps onto her petite feet after the stockings were secured to the garters. Rima screwed the clamps brutally hard onto her already-erect nipples, pinching and twisting them until she had them set just right, causing Andrea to scream in arousal. Then we placed her on all fours in the tub, placing the leather cuffs on her ankles and linking them together with a short chain, then securing her wrists in the same manner. From the medicine cabinet, Tricia produced a three-ounce tube of K-Y jelly; while Karen and I held Andy's asscheeks apart, Trish penetrated her rectum with the tip of the tube and squeezed its entire contents into her lustful bung, tossing aside the empty tube and working three fingers up her ass to spread the lube around. Then we stood off to the side of the tub, as Rima announced, "Your asshole slave is ready, guys. Come and get it."

Two of the bros helped Joey into a sitting position in the tub behind Andrea, then lifted her into a squat over his throbbing erection. "Are you ready for this, honeycheeks?" he inquired caressingly.

"Oh yeah--I wanna feel your hard dick all the way up my tushie hole!" her voice was a ragged gasp as he inserted his penis and grasped her hips firmly, pulling her down so that his shaft sank into the entrance to her bowels in one smooth stroke. "CUMMINGGG!" she screamed, her voice a banshee wail. He quickly set up a locomotive rhythm in bouncing her up and down on his dick, causing her to gasp in arousal both at the furious pace with which he jackhammered her butt onto his penis and from the vise grip of his hands on her asscheeks.

Gasping breathlessly, he groaned, "I'm gonna come now--your sweet ass is just too tight and fine for me to hold back any longer," and bent forward, bending her almost double, before giving a moan and a mighty grunt as he ejaculated forcefully into her empty guts. One of the bros handed him a sixteen-ounce beer, and he downed it in about three mighty gulps, handed it to one of them, took another and downed it, then announced, "My bladder is about full, Andy. Are you ready to be my human urinal?" He felt the head of his dick swelling inside her as he said this.

"Oh, baby--give it to me. I want your hot piss enema deep in my belly." She flexed her anal muscles to encourage him, and hit another orgasm when he let fly, scalding her insides with his steaming brine. Before his erection wilted, he pumped a dozen more strokes to drive his fluids well and truly into her. After his bros helped him back out of the tub, Andrea collapsed with her butt in the air, making little mewling noises of pleasure before the second biker came over to climb into the tub on his knees behind her, his long thin dick--ten inches long and about an inch and a quarter wide--curving about a third of the way down from the glans. He eased the skinny banana of an organ into her behind, making her howl as it made the bend between her anal tunnel and her descending colon.

Fucking her in long slow strokes, he announced, "I've been taking lots of ginseng and yohimbe the last few weeks, and I ate two dozen oysters before I came over, so I'll have lots of cum to give you." He nipped gently at her ears, kneading her buttocks sensually as he slid lovingly in and out of her bottom hole. "And I've drunk about a twelve-pack since I got here, so I'll give you a bigger piss enema than Joey did by the time I'm done." He continued his slow stroking in and out of her behind, causing her to gasp in passion and extreme lust, finally speeding up his thrusts until he was slamming his erection in and out of her bung like a piledriver, until his body stiffened and he announced, "I'm coming, baby--a hot sperm injection followed by a hot piss enema," and shot his load deep into her colon, chasing it almost immediately with what must have been a couple of quarts of urine, from the way that Andy's trim belly began to bulge downward. Finally, his erection went down and he pulled out of her and stood up, making way for her next hot beef treatment.

By this time, Karen and I were so aroused that we decided to scrub and rinse the ten-quart bag, then detached the colon tube and attached a Y-adaptor to the bottom of the main hose before filling it with steaming water doctored with an ounce of table salt and four ounces of the aphrodisiac powder from Rima's private stock. We connected two buttplug nozzles to the bottom hoses, inserted them into each other's rectums, and coupled dog-style while the water filled us, ignoring the cheers of the bikers waiting in line for a taste of Andrea's voracious asshole. Our erotic feelings were exquisite, and I felt her buck her opulent rear against my crotch in numerous orgasms before I felt the tightening of my scrotal sac and warned her, "I'm about to shoot a big load of jizz deep into your womb. Are you ready?"

"Oh baby--hose down my cervix with your come, and try to stay inside me so we can fuck some more." I gasped as I felt my seed jetting into her inviting woman place, humping in and out of her furiously as I gave myself over to my ecstasy, lightheaded from the caressing water in my bowels and in heaven from the warmth of her body joined to mine. Once I'd emptied my balls, I kept sliding my penis in and out of her, quickly regaining a full erection.

By this time, the guy with the short, thick dick was inside Andy's butt; she had taken eight loads of boiling semen and burning piss into her bowels at this point in time. Her belly bulged down sensuously; it looked as if she had at least a gallon or so of gism and urine stirring up her guts. She looked over at us with a salacious smile on her face, saying, "This is the best anal trip I've had in years. I've come so much I know I'll probably fall asleep really early tonight." She grunted as the beer-can penis stroked in and out of her, stretching her sphincter to near-bursting with its thickness. "I'll probably have to borrow a Depends from Rima for school tomorrow; I have a feeling that I won't be able to tighten my asshole for a week."

"That's what I'd hoped for," Rima replied. "Do you realize that I have a special treat planned for you after you're done holding the organic enema these guys are giving you in stages?" She leered suggestively at the petite redhead.

"What's that, Rima honey?" She wiggled her saucy can as the thick erection kept plowing her back forty. "Ya gotta dildo bigger than Moose's dick? Because that's about the only thing I'll be able to feel in my poor stretched poopie-hole by the time he's done with me."

"Even better, sugar. I'll whisper it in your ear." She brought her lips to Andy's left ear, whispering breathily for a few minutes.

"Ohmigod!" Andrea squealed. "That's perfect." With a final thrust, the biker with the short beercan dick shot his seed deep into her bowels, then pulled her hard against his body as he emptied his bladder where he'd just ejaculated. As his dick popped noisily out of her rear, she shuddered in orgasmic aftershock, and gasped, "I'm ready for you, Moose--I need your phallic redwood to stir up this load inside me." She wiggled her heinie in lewd invitation, holding the cheeks wide with her bound hands to show him how much her asshole had been stretched.

"Here I am, honeycakes," he bellowed lustfully, dropping to his knees in the tub behind her. "I've got an ounce of come in my balls and about a case of beer in my bladder that say you won't be able to take it all." He eased his monster slowly up her tender chute, sliding it in until his pubic hairs scraped against her ass.

"Oh God--you're so big. And I'm so full," she mewled, gasping for breath. "Let me get accustomed to your size, then you can fuck me as hard as you want." She squirmed, a look of ecstasy on her elfin face, working at contracting and relaxing her sphincter muscles around the huge member in her ass. After a few minutes of this, she said, "Start moving slowly in and out; I'll tell you when to pick up the pace." She grunted softly as his monster worked to loosen her bottom hole further, ululating in an almost continuous orgasm as she felt her rear passage and descending colon stuffed with his love muscle. Finally, she wailed, "Fuck me for real now, Moose. Slam that meat into me so hard it comes out my ears."

He complied by lifting her by her hips, kneeling behind her, and slamming her body back and forth on his huge penis, groaning in excitement until, with a mighty roar, he pulled her hard against him and began to shoot his boiling seed into her middle, a look of ecstasy on his face. His erotic denouement triggered a chain of orgasms for her, as well, and she was drenched in sweat from head to toe, her skin flushed a deep crimson by her extreme arousal. By the time he caught his breath and felt the tingle of impending micturation, she was sagging to the tub floor, his giant dick still buried inside her tightest hole. "I've got the granddaddy of all piss enemas for you, darlin! Are you ready to feel really full?"

"Oh yeah--I'm gonna have Rima lock this all inside me with an inflatable vibrating buttplug as soon as you pull out of me. Go ahead, you big ol' teddy bear--fill my guts with your steamy recycled beer, and don't stop until I'm full enough to puke." She ground her ass against his crotch as he said this, and with a sigh, he began his protracted urination, naturally triggering another chain of deep full-body orgasms for her. "Damn, kiddo, you can about wear a man out," he said, as his dick softened and plopped out of her rectum.

As he stepped out of the tub, Rima came up behind Andrea, began pushing the aforementioned plug into her wide-open asshole, and pumped the inflator bulb to maximum size before turning it on and untying the ropes that bound her wrists and ankles. Andy sat up in the tub, her voice hoarse with exhausted passion, and gushed, "I want to thank all of you for taking a hand in my discipline. This is one of the hottest fantasies I've ever been able to see brought to life." She looked down at her swollen gut, and added, "I think you guys must have shot about two gallons of come and piss into my colon this afternoon, and although my bowels are in a turmoil right now, I'm still excited beyond words." She hiccuped as they wiped themselves off, trooped out to the living room for their clothes, and exited the house for the ride home.

-7-

"Damn, girlfriend," Rima remarked, as she, Karen, Trish, and I surrounded the petite redhead and wrapped her in a protracted group hug. "You're about the anal pig of the century. How long were you planning to keep that piss `n' cum enema locked inside your belly anyway?"

"Long enough so that you can each give each cheek of my butt another one hundred swats with that big leather paddle you've ployed so skillfully today. She rubbed her fanny cheeks as she said this, and commented, "Just look at my butt--it's too white. Some color would do it a world of good." She rubbed her nipples against my chest as she continued, "And I've got a black pair of PVC crotchless pantyhose I want to wear during my spanking, and a black lowcut PVC bra; when you put those garments on me before my spanking, I want you to secure a big ice cube against each nipple, inside the bra. Then, while one of you is spanking me, another person will be biting my frozen nipples. I guarantee I'll be ready for some world-class fistfucking in my open ass by the time I release this sperm and urine in my belly." Hiccupping at the burning fullness in her colon, she asked Karen, "How much do you think I have inside me?" She rubbed her middle contentedly as she waited for the zäftig blonde's reply.

"Based on the size of your gut, I'd say you have close to two gallons of sticky slimy seminal fluid and salty burning urine putting your bowels into turmoil. I can't believe you're still holding that load, actually. If it were me, I'd either have shit it out long ago, or I'd been kneeling over the porcelain throne doing the technicolor yawm." She patted Andy's belly gently, and said, "I think you've demonstrated amply that you can take punishment, kiddo, but I'm a bit concerned. We don't want you to get so sick that you won't enjoy being paddled, having your nipples frozen and bitten, or having your ass fistfucked."

"Let's get on with it then," Andy replied, easing the pastel blue PVC bra off, undoing her garters so Rima and Tricia could roll her matching stockings down her legs, and squirming while Karen and I began to roll the garterbelt down over her hips. Trish and Rima went to get the paddle, the PVC garments Andrea wanted to wear, and a tray of ice cubes from the freezer. Once she was free of these garments, Andrea struggled to shimmy the tight blue crotchless panties down the swell of her hips while Karen and I began to unhook the little middle corset that had so constricted her waist during the anal gangbang. Once freed of the corset, her waist sprang out to match the swell of her lower abdomen, and we could see exactly how she could have as much as two gallons of ejaculate and urine inside her griping bowels. "I think you guys worry needlessly; I could probably have taken twice as much cum and piss into my guts and held it overnight if I'd wanted to." A sudden cramp caused her to bend over, clutching desperately at her belly as she tried hard to breathe. "Are Trish and Rima going to be back soon with the pantyhose, bra, paddle, and ice cubes?" she gasped, muttering under her breath, "I gotta hold this just for another half hour, so I can come really good and be cleaned out before I get my slutty ass fistfucked in the style to which it would like to become accustomed," causing us to laugh as we held her and massaged her sore middle.

"Just what the doctor ordered," Rima giggled as she and Trish returned with the paraphernalia for the last stage of Andy's torment. They sat her down on the toilet and eased the pantyhose up her legs, snugging the abbreviated waistband around her bulging middle, while Karen and I slid the bra over her shoulders, snugged it into place, and each took an ice cube and placed it between the tight PVC of each bra cup and her half-erect nipples.

"That's so good," she gasped. "Now I want to be paddled hard, and somebody should be biting my nipples during the whole paddling session." Rima took first crack with the paddle, swinging it at the redhead's petite rear with all the force she could command, while Karen and I bit her nipples through the PVC bra cups, feeling them grow more and more erect as the ice began to melt. We continued this activity while Tricia gave her a hundred strokes on each fannycake, hearing her gasp in ecstasy at least half a dozen times before Rima and Trish took our places at her breasts and Karen began giving her a set of one hundred mighty whacks. By the time it was my turn with the paddle, Andy's ass had changed color from deep pink to medium red, and I didn't really use all my force for the first ten or so licks, until she complained, "You're babying me, Paul. Go ahead and give it all you've got." I began swinging the paddle with so much force I felt it in my shoulder, stopping every ten whacks or so to knead and squeeze her abused buttocks. "That's more like it," she moaned.

"Before I release, I want to fulfill another fantasy. Paul, I want your dick in my pussy dog-style, with Karen and Tricia biting my nipples, and Rima giving me a hundred strokes of the paddle to my bloated, stinky belly." She bent over, backing up so I could insert my awakening erection into her sweet cunt, then motioned Karen and Trish to attack her nipples from the right and left sides of her body. "Come on, Rima--don't be chicken. Whack my belly really hard so I can release this slimy, briny gut-buster I'm holding." We began to move as a team, marvelling at how the petite woman could endure such abuse, amazed at her screams of joy as she wailed and shook and vibrated in a continuous climax while I slammed my dick into her tight vulva, her sore bottom pounded by the locomotive motions of my crotch against her reddened fanny cheeks, her nipples freezing cold and stretched beyond limit by the two voracious mouths biting them severely, and her swollen middle being pummelled resoundingly by the paddle that left welts on her alabaster belly skin. Just the action of our five-way communion was enough to set Rima, Trish, and Karen into sympathetic climaxes that were of course abetted by Andy's howls of joy, and I soon found myself driving hard into her cunt and grasping her hips roughly as I shot my seed deep into her womb.

I saw stars then, and I was vaguely aware of Karen saying, "Don't let her fall, Paul." I held her gently around her bloated middle, noticing that the other women had moved away. Andy was white as a sheet, and I helped her limp over to the toilet as I deflated the bulb outside the plug nozzle, still vibrating at high speed, and eased it out of her rear before settling her on the seat. "Paul, massage her tummy while she expels; she seems to be having trouble breathing," Karen directed, exiting for the kitchen to get a glass of brandy to revive the fucked-out elf of a redhead. I rubbed her belly gently, crooning to her and kissing her forehead and her eyes, soon seeing them flutter open and feeling a sense of relief as the color returned to her cheeks.

Andrea smiled, then began kissing the tears that had sprung to my cheeks over my worry for her precarious physical condition. "Don't cry, Paul. I'm fine. Just hold me until I'm done emptying, okay?" When Karen returned with a snifter of brandy, Andy said, "Thank you, dearest. I hate to tell you what I felt inside me when Paul came, Karen. You're gonna hate me forever." She smiled, but tears threatened to spring from her eyes.

"You felt something deep in your uterus, and think you might be pregnant, too?" Karen asked, her voice soft with tenderness.

"Yes," Andy replied, blinking back tears. "The last thing I wanna do is come between you and Paul. I guess I'd better go get an abortion, so Paul won't feel obligated to commit to both of us."

"Don't be silly," Karen replied. "Rima, that old family aphrodisiac recipe of yours seems to be working out in bonuses. Maybe we should all consider looking for a bigger house, one that all five of us can share." She looked at Tricia with concern in her eyes. "Or would you be sore about giving up this great place?"

"Actually, I've got it about half paid off, and with my equity, I can sell it and we shouldn't even have to raise much of a down payment, if we can find a place big enough and a bank that will work with us. Paul, I hope you realize that you'll be taking enemas built for two for a bit longer than you'd imagined; since Karen, and possibly Andrea, are pregnant now, Rima and I are going to feed you aphrodisiac powder and oysters until you get us knocked up, too."

I felt tears spring to my eyes. "Do you mean you all want to have my babies?" I asked in a voice husky with emotion.

"Who better?" Rima observed.

"Have I told you lately how much I love you?" Karen asked. "You're such a sweet, gentle, intelligent, kind man--it would be hard to find fault with any woman who wanted to bear your child. Now spread your cheeks, lover. I'm going to give you a big enema with a double dose of the aphrodisiac powder in it, and you can fuck Rima's pussy while she's fistfucking Andy's asshole."

"I guess I'd better `fess us right now," Rima replied sheepishly. "I brought a fertility compound with me today, and I slipped a triple dose of it into Andrea's first soapy load. I didn't do it for revenge; I was just curious to see what she'd look like in the mommy way."

"Then we'll just have to give you a sextuple dose, won't we?" Trish inquired. "In fact, I don't want Paul to fuck my pussy for at least a week, so it'll give you time to get knocked up first, Rima." She patted Rima's flat belly, adding, "We're gonna make this grow a lot before the end of the academic year. I wouldn't be surprised if you had twins or triplets, in fact."

"We'd better get started," I interjected. "I guess Rima will have to take her fertility powder in a milkshake or something, since her asshole is off limits to us for now."

"Yeah--French vanilla," Trish replied, adding, "but that's about the only thing vanilla about this twisted crew," and led Rima to the kitchen, while Karen stayed with me to mix my enema and help me clean Andy's rear.

"You're sure you're not pissed because I might be carrying Paul's baby, too?" Andy asked in a quavering voice.

"Honey," Karen cooed, rushing to take the petite redhead in her arms. "I couldn't be pissed at you for that, especially after Rima admitted she'd dosed you with fertility drugs. I think it will be fun for all five of us to live together, to pool our kinky resources, to watch our tummies expand and our digestion deteriorate with our pregnancies, and to watch Paul(a) squirm as s/he takes a bigger load of water each day until we've all given birth. I only pray s/he lives through it, because s/he is really a special kind of human."

"Sweetest Karen, I love you, sistah. And I'm actually kind of excited about the thought of being pregnant. Being able to eat as much as I want to without anyone thinking I'm a pig, farting in public and knowing that everyone expects that of a pregnant woman anyway, getting all cranky and shoving a big dildo up Paul(a)'s ass without warning, without lubricant, if he does something to set me off. Yeah, pregnancy may have its downsides, but in our menage, it will have its fun features, too." She beckoned me closer, drawing me into a deep soul kiss. "And thank you, Paul, for that beautiful fuck of an hour ago. I hope we made a baby, so I can make you look pregnant along with Karen." She rubbed my half-erect penis, adding, "I wanna see Rima's proud flat Asian belly swell bigger and bigger with a kid inside, maybe more than one." She jumped in a delicious orgasm without even touching herself. "I hope those two hurry up--I need their fists up my ass as soon as possible."

Rima and Tricia returned while Karen and I were cleansing Andrea's rear, and we positioned her in the tub for her fist extravaganza, Rima donning an exam glove and coating her right hand liberally with aloe cream. She began to slide her middle finger inside the petite redhead's bung, pumping it in and out and wiggling it back and forth to loosen her up, then pulled out and added two fingers, while I began easing my dick into the exotic beauty's moist vaginal slit. By the time I'd pumped a couple of dozen strokes, Rima had three fingers sliding effortlessly in and out of Andy's bung, and when my pace began to pick up after grabbing Rima's breasts as handholds, the dark woman was slamming four fingers into her stretching target. By this time, Andrea was moaning in ecstasy, imploring Rima, "Please put your hand inside my ass now--I've gotta feel really full to make up for the gutload of come and piss I held inside me for close to two hours." Rima backed off for a minute, shaped her fingers into a wedge while pouring a liberal second coating of K-Y jelly onto her open fist, and eased all five of them into the redhead's wide-open bung. "AHH--that's so good!" she wailed. "Now you can fuck me as hard as you want to--I know I'm gonna come inside my ass like I very seldom do." She wiggled her rear suggestively, urging Rima to ream her with her slippery fist. Starting slowly, she pushed inside Andy's rectum until her forearm was half buried, then eased out so her wrist was exposed, repeating this action for several dozen strokes until the smaller woman's panting told her she was fully relaxed. Then she settled into a locomotive rhythm, punching in and out forcefully and quickly as Andrea bucked and wailed in a seemingly continuous chain of erotic bliss.

I was so excited by this activity and Andy's response to it that I speeded up my own fucking motions inside Rima's pussy to near-light speed. "I'm gonna give you a big load of come soon, Rima honey," I gasped. "I'll shoot my potent semen so deep into your womb you'll be able to taste it in the back of your throat." I could hear her breathing increase in pace and intensity at the same time, both from the vigor of my dogstyle assault and the intensity of the fist attack she was mounting on Andy's ass.

"Do it, baby," she chanted like a salacious mantra. "Fill my pussy with your hot come and make me pregnant--shoot your seed so hard and so long that my belly gets as big as a house." She slammed her pelvis back at me, still in rhythm to the workout she was giving Andy's anus and descending colon with her fist, and her vaginal muscles began contracting and relaxing to squeeze every drop of semen I had to offer. Before I could even warn her, I gave a lust-filled howl and began to deliver my essence in long powerful bursts, feeling lightheaded and drained by the time I felt the second spurt, hearing her howl, "I'm coming, too, and it's so good!" as her piledriver fist drove Andrea over the edge so that the smaller woman slumped to the tub floor, her randy ass sticking in the air with Rima's fist still clenched inside.

When Rima came to her senses, she opened her fist, regarding Andrea, who was shaking and whimpering on the shower floor. Gently easing her hand out of the elfin beauty's rear, she asked, "How are you, honey?"

"Fucked out--totally fucked out. I think I'm too tired to get fist-fucked anymore. Will you guys take a rain check?"

"Sure will," we all replied. "But," Karen added, "since Paul is a virgin to anal fistfucking, do you think you could muster the energy to do him before we let you rest?"

"Oh yeah--I'd be happy to deflower the father of my baby." She uttered a thunderous fart, more semen and urine leaking out of her bottom hole, stood, and turned on the shower so she could rinse her exhausted body. As she stood toweling herself dry, she said, "I think Paul ought to fuck Rima again while I fistfuck him. Her reproductive system needs all the sperm it can handle today, since her ass won't get any for a few weeks."

"But do you really think Paul will be able to come with your fist inside him?" Rima asked. "And will he get hard with that unfamiliar invasion?"

"You're forgetting, hon, that I'm the fistfuck queen. Do you remember that guy I brought to one of our `shroom parties, about a year or so back? He'd come really hard up my ass just before he asked me to fistfuck him. Within five minutes after I got all five fingers inside him, he was so hard that Karen had to suck his dick because it looked so delicious to her. But I asked her to leave him alone, because I wanted to teach him about the male anal orgasm. Within five minutes after she took her mouth off his dick, I had him shooting his come clear across the room."

"Tell Paul the rest of the story," Tricia directed.

"He pulled some nasty shit on the four of us a few weeks later, demanding that I move in with him and stop associating with Trish and Karen and Rima. When I refused, he fell into a depression, started stalking me, and we had to get the police after him. He was institutionalized for a while, and when he got out, he wrote me a really sweet note of apology, in which he also begged me to fistfuck him one more time, for old time's sake. I did, then he asked me how big a dildo it would take to simulate that feeling. When I told him, he went to a sex shop and bought a four-inch diameter tool about eighteen inches long. The last that we heard is that he'd actually tried to impale himself on that thing, had ripped open his rectum, and died of peritonitis before the ambulance could get him to the hospital."

"Why is it that guys who cross the four of you always seem to get hurt or lose their bearings? It makes me shudder to think what might happen to me if I ever piss you off."

"Paul," Karen replied. "I don't think you have to worry. In the first place, you're a lot more mature than some of these men we've encountered in the past. In the second place, any misunderstandings we might ever have will, I think, be resolved by communication and compromise."

"I hope so--I don't want to ever be on your bad side, darling," I said with sincerity and a humble tone, then added, "or Tricia's, or Rima's, or Andrea's. You ladies, in addition to being the hottest, sexiest women I've ever known, are my spiritual sistahs. I wouldn't do anything to jeopardize that kind of bond."

"He's expostulating again," Trish groaned. "Karen, please make him stop."

They tackled me and tied my ankles after bending me over in the tub. Rima sat down in front of me and began an intense loving blowjob as Andrea donned an exam glove, grabbed a tube of K-Y, and began opening up my back passage. The first finger went in so easily, stirring my erection into life as Andy fingerfucked me lovingly, and my dick was in a shattering state of hardness by the time she had two fingers inside me. By the time she had inserted three fingers into my opening behind, I was gasping with passion, at which point Rima slid under me and eased my aching penis into her slick womanhood; her vaginal muscles closed silkily around me as I began sliding delciously in and out of her. I hardly noticed when Andy pulled out and added her fourth finger, so caught up was I in the loving fuck I was sharing with Rima. Then I felt my bottom hole stretching wider, realizing that the pixielike redhead was easing all five fingers of her right hand into my tightest, darkest place, and I howled with joy as she entered my rear, humping involuntarily into Rima's slick heat as I felt my penis and prostate throb with the intense stimulation.

Rima's arms wrapped around me in a secure hug, hands occasionally straying downward to squeeze my buttocks as Andy curled her fingers into a fist and began to move inside me. My prostate was on fire, and I began to gasp in passion, my pelvis driving hard against Rima's as I felt utterly filled in my back passage, my bowels punched and stretched so sensually I was sure I'd die from sheer pleasure. With a roaring in my ears, I screamed, "I'm gonna cum!!" half a second before I felt powerful squirts of semen rocketing from my manhood, Rima's pubococcyc muscles contracting in her own climax in time to the delicious feeling I was experiencing. After my ejaculation, my hips kept moving independent of my brain, my ass still driven by Andrea's petite hand setting up shockwaves of ecstasy in my rear passage and making my prostate tingle with delight. I looked into Rima's eyes, noting that they had rolled back in her head; I kissed her lips tenderly, asking, "Are you all right, hon?"

In a moment she recovered, hugged me hard, and whispered, "I felt the quickening in my uterus, dude. I think we made a baby just now." She squeezed my fannycakes sensually as Andrea opened her fist and slid her hand gently out of me, slapping my buns lightly with her gloved right hand when it was free of my rear passage. I was a limp wreck, and Rima began to ease away so she and Andy could help me stand up in the shower.

Before turning on the water, Andy stood in front of me, spreading her vaginal lips. "See how wet doing your ass has made me, hon?" she inquired. Her pubic patch was indeed drenched with her vaginal secretions, and she noted, "I must have come seven or eight times while I had my fist in your ass, lover. I've never seen a guy get into it like you do." I just stood there, my ass feeling wide open, occasionally farting and expelling whatever was left in my stretched-out colon, as they giggled while they opened the taps and began to scrub me down.

Afterwards, the five of us lay huddled on pillows in Tricia's living room, passing the bong and sipping from glasses of chardonnay we'd filled as a toast to our vow to stay together as a horny family. "I'm going to the store tomorrow to get home pregnancy tests for Rima, Andy, and myself," Tricia announced. "Since Rima is reasonably sure you knocked her up tonight, Paul, I'm going to let you rest up at Karen's tomorrow night, then I'll expect both of you here Tuesday night so I can give you an aphrodisiac enema while I take another fertility enema. I don't want to be left out of this mommy party."

"By the way," Karen inquired, "shouldn't you be releasing that fertility enema you took pretty soon? After all the action this weekend, I'd think ten quarts of water in your colon would get to be a little much?"

"Only if Paul helps me with it--it would be fun to see if we can even get his dick hard again." She licked her lips lasciviously as she said this.

"God, woman, are you trying to kill me?" I whined good-naturedly. "I think you ladies are all come junkies; you'll do anything to get a bellyful of jizz, won't you."

A chorus of yeses greeted me. We headed to the bathroom to watch Trish release, cleansing her thoroughly before moving back to the living room, where she began to fellate me expertly before straddling my tired but revitalized erection and pumping up and down on me. Beside us, Karen, Rima, and Andrea were engaged in three-way cunnilingus, and their cries of passion and excitement just increased the intensity of the pleasure Trish and I felt. I remember feeling the head of my dick swell to deliver an explosive load of my essence into her voracious center, and I sort of blacked out after that, not coming to until Karen nuzzled my shoulder with her lips to tell me it was time to shower and dress so we could head over to her house to change clothes and get to Monday morning classes. As we were about to step out the door, Trish, Andy, and Rima caught us in a group hug, patted our fannies, and sent us off.

END OF BOOK FIVE

(to be continued)

By Spacebum