Moral Degeneration

Russ started sliding in slowly. Luna was as tight as usual. She grunted and her face winced in pain. Halfway in she gasped and her eyes opened wide. I slammed in the rest of the way causing her to start shaking immediately. Her body cumming with the restricted thrust all the way inside, her fingernails dug into me. 

 

“Oh my god that was hot,” she said. Luna had been asking me to wake her up by fucking her for a few days now. This was the first time I thought to try it. Going in dry wasn’t the best, but the girl learned quickly she liked it a little rough. Since her deflowering we had sex every day. Morning and night, and sometimes noon. 

 

Her legs straddling my sides I pulled out and thrust back in. She was starting to get wet now, but having already cum she had a huge smile on her face. Pink luscious lips, blonde hair, D cup tits, smooth milky skin, she was still the popular cheerleader in my eyes. Her tight cunt squeezing me as I sped up. She started talking dirty. 

 

“I want to wake up every morning like this. Your big cock forcing its way in,” she moaned as I sped up. She raised her legs so I could push them over her head. Repositioning a little to reach farther in. “Fuck you’re so strong. If I ever say no, just take me. I want it all. All the time. You still haven’t taken my ass. I need it as soon as you fill up my mouth and pussy.” She moaned and shook again, cumming harder as I groaned. 

 

Her knees pushed up to her head, the flexible girl gasped as she pulled at her tits. “How do you keep going?” She squeaked mid-orgasm. I groaned but held off. I was getting better at controlling my body as I built muscle and grew. Releasing her legs she held onto them as I held myself from the bed. My hips smacking loud against her, flesh against flesh she stuck her tongue out at me. Not in a teasing way, but laid flat, perfect for cumming on. 

 

“My mouth next,” she said. I nodded and started cumming hard. I groaned as I sped up. My cum filling the condom some signal for her body she started cumming again. Eyes fluttering we both moaned as our bodies tried to pull one another closer. Luna’s sweet voice cracked as I tried to thrust more. She had become much more vocal since we started having sex. 

 

When I pulled out she sighed but was quickly turning around. Her head soon hanging over the bed she opened her mouth wide. My legs moved to her maw as she took the condom off. Pouring the contents in her mouth she moaned happily as she began hungrily licking and sucking my balls. I twitched, still in the refractory period, but as soon as I could I was reaching forward between her legs playing with her clit. 

 

Once I was ready I leaned back, lined my dick up with her mouth and plunged in. She took me to the base. Choking but happy to be able to do it. I humped into her a few times, moved off so she could get air, then went back to pounding into her throat. She liked the position for some reason. Able to deepthroat more easily, and I could still play with her. I went back to letting her suck my balls. Speeding up on her clit she came again. Her legs kicking as she groaned while sucking a testicle. As soon as she was done I grabbed the sides of her head and dove back in. 

 

Quick thrusts she grabbed onto my ass to hold on, but it wasn’t long until I was cumming. When I pulled out she gasped for breath but started jerking me off into her open mouth. As I groaned with each spurt of cum I pulled on her tits as she swallowed. When I was empty she sucked on the head just to be sure then popped off loudly. 

 

“Much better,” Luna said with a sigh. Turning around she was energetic as we got dressed and went downstairs. Working out, it wasn’t long until Audrey and Violet were there with us. Then Ava joined us as well. Joining Ava was the newest addition to the household, Duke. 

 

Duke was a male German Shepherd. After the kidnapping scare all of the girls had trouble sleeping. I proposed buying a trained guard dog for the house. Agent Reels at the DOL gave me a good number and within a week we had a trained dog. Listening to simple commands he became a part of the family quickly. Luckily animals weren’t affected by the Pox that limited males being born, or else all animals would have become rare as well. 

 

“No Willow, again?” I asked Ava. 

 

Ava shook her head, a little sad. It was now Friday, February 4th. The kidnapping was a few weeks ago. Willow had been by, but apparently she was still struggling with it. Spending more time with her family I would try to talk to her sometime. 

 

The morning workout had become a regular thing for me and the Coopers. A good way to guarantee seeing one another, catch up, and stay in shape. I usually pushed for it, and the girls followed. Doing yoga poses or going for a jog on the treadmill the downstairs gym was becoming more filled out. 

 

I took off my shirt and put on my boxing gloves. A punching bag near the wall there was a full-length mirror in front of it. I checked myself in it discreetly as I started punching the bag slowly. A month ago I was only 5 feet 4 inches tall, but recently I had gone through a growth spurt. Now I was 5 feet 6 inches. 

 

Once a pale and weak kid, I was now pale and mostly muscular. Not much fat to speak of my body rippled with every movement. Still on a high protein diet I had been mixing in fats and as many calories as I could to start adding bulk to my muscles. Throwing my weight into the bag Audrey started some music and we worked out for a good 45 minutes. 

 

It only took about 10 minutes for me to become exhausted by hitting the bag. I went to weights for arms to tire myself out further. Doing pushups I did my best to hold my body up with extended fingers. Many of the ways I knew to kill was with finger strength alone. I was trying to build up to that since a weapon wasn’t always available. 

 

The girls had finished their workout. I moved weights back to where they belonged then ran up the stairs. Audrey started some breakfast of protein shakes and eggs. I went into the garage to check on some items. 

 

I now had a pretty good set of tools for working on cars. After I had Audrey and Penny’s tires changed I was told that Audrey’s brakes were about done for. Catching the itch to work on a car I changed them out for her. Then Violet wanted hers done too. They had been squealing for a little while and she hadn’t bothered to get them changed. Once those were done I had to do some minor maintenance on Luna and Ava’s cars. 

 

One of my favorite hobbies, working on cars was a great way to stay busy and earn points with the girls. They typically wanted to watch or try to help, but it had led to multiple blowjobs. Since they paid for everything I was only out my own time. But it was healthy to have a hobby, so I stuck with it. 

 

Though I had been looking I hadn’t found a car of my own. As my tool quantity grew I was becoming more convinced I simply needed to buy a junker and fix it. There were plenty of muscle cars I would have killed for as a kid. I had looked at a few but was waiting for something special. 

 

Another new addition to the garage was the gun safe. I had gotten in touch with someone Rose McGowan knew. They installed a huge 60 gun-safe in the corner. Thick steel, dial combination lock, there were even lights inside of it. Right now the only 2 guns in there were a 12-gauge shotgun Audrey bought, and my own 9mm Glock that the Department of Longevity let me keep. Though they were way in the garage I didn’t expect to need them for home protection. Once the ladies in the house completed a gun safety course I expected to have Audrey get a couple more to keep squirreled away around the house just in case. 

 

My less than legal guns were hidden away already, but the girls didn’t need to know that. One was in my room, and the other was in Audrey’s. Taped under cabinets it was best that I was the only one that knew of them. No kids around, I wasn’t too scared about someone accidentally finding them. 

 

After cleaning up the garage a little I headed back in to join the girls for breakfast. 

 

“What you got going on today?” I asked Aud. Kissing her on the cheek as I sat down. 

 

“Nothing much. Now that winter has calmed down we are back to regular hours,” Audrey said. In her early 40s she was a very beautiful woman. A little taller than me. Long dark hair, tan skin, C cup breasts, tight skirt and dress jacket, she was my very own MILF. 

 

“That Gammot contract is being a pain,” Violet said. Audrey’s girlfriend was 24. Her dark hair was cut neck length with purple streaks dyed into it. Darker skin than Audrey, she had some Native American blood in her. Only about 5 feet 2 inches tall she was the shortest of us, but also the most energetic and flexible. I had fucked her the night before while she did the splits. 

 

“Why’s that?” I asked, chugging my protein shake. 

 

“They’re very particular about uniforms and the states of the vehicles,” Violet said. “The girl I was using to deliver is kind of a slob.” 

 

“Ah. Is Luna the one delivering?” I asked. The girls around the table laughed as she blushed. 

 

“I am not messy,” she said, slapping my arm. “You’re just a neatfreak.” She was so cute when she pouted. 

 

“I like to put things back where I found them.” We finished up breakfast and chatted for a bit. Then we were off to do our own things. 

 

“You sure you don’t need a ride?” Audrey asked as she put on her coat. 

 

“I’m good. Reels can handle it,” I said. “I have the dentist afterward. I’ll let you know if I need a ride from there.”

 

“It’s like 4 blocks away,” Violet said. 

 

“Who knows what kind of work needs to be done,” I said. “My mom sure as crap never took me to the dentist. I brush, but still.” The girls quieted with that reminder. My mother had kept this body trapped in a secluded cabin most all my life. Doing god knows what to it. I only escaped after she offed herself and tried to off me. That was the story I came up with anyway. I still wasn’t sure why she did it. Either way, I was glad I didn’t have the memories of this version of Russ Willard. 

 

“Have fun,” the girls said as they went off to work. Soon me and Luna left sitting around. We made out on the couch before school. The beautiful blonde teased me with her fingers over my pants as we waited. When it was about time for Agent Reels to show up I shoved my hand down Luna’s pants and began fingering her. She yelped in surprise but was quickly moaning as the doorbell rang. 

 

Nibbling on her neck I frantically hit her G-spot and in a few seconds she was cumming. Her body shivering, I pulled my hand from her pants and turned her over onto the couch. “No fair,” she yelled as I opened the door. 

 

“Ready?” Agent Reels asked. She was a taller woman. Maybe 5 feet 9 inches. Short cut dark hair, it was just long enough to be in a pony tail behind her head. Wearing the standard issue black suit and tie she was an imposing figure as she stared at me. I could see some curves under her suit, but she was all business. 

 

“Yep,” I said, smelling of sex. I wiped my fingers off on my pants leg as I grabbed my coat. “Bye, love you.” 

“Love you,” Luna mumbled from the couch. She would probably nap before she had to leave. 

 

We got into Reels Crown Victoria and were on our way. “How’s the home?” She asked with a monotone voice. 

 

“Same as ever,” I said. She had done her initial interview with me a few weeks ago. She was my assigned agent from the Department of Longevity. Since there were about 8,000 girls born to every 1 male, we were pretty rare. There was a whole department of the government assigned to watch over us all. There were a few agents in the Minneapolis area, but not terribly many. 

 

“Has anyone forced themselves on you?” She asked. 

 

“Jeez, right into the nitty gritty,” I said, rolling my eyes. “Nope. No one has touched me that I didn’t expressly ask for. Anybody ever told you yes?” 

 

She bit her lip, thinking over whether she should answer. “I had one,” she said. I turned to look at her. “I used to ask if anyone touched him. He said his mom did. Had to do a whole investigation on it. Turns out they had been hiking and she was looking for ticks.” 

 

“Oh god,” I said. 

 

She nodded. “After that I stopped asking if they were touched, and changed it to being forced.” 

 

“I bet,” I said. “Please tell me nothing happened to the mom.” 

 

“It was dicey. Had to grab her at work, interview her. Needed proof they went hiking. Luckily she took pictures. She um, about lost her job. They thought she had done something really bad,” Reels said. 

 

“What the hell Reels,” I said. “Do you not see why the government shouldn’t be involved in this whole child rearing thing?” 

 

“I would agree,” she said. She and I had gotten chummier after I stopped pestering her with issues so often. “Then again, there are horror stories of agents catching bad things happening. It’s sad, but it’s the way of the world. Look at your situation. If we had known where you were we would have done wellness checks.” 

 

“Maybe,” I said. Still unconvinced. We sat in silence as we drove downtown. 

 

The fed office was very nondescript. A concrete building, it was only about 20 stories tall. There were a few federal agencies that shared the building. The local DOL was on the 10th floor. Reels escorted me inside. I had to get my picture taken again, and signed in. Overall it was the basic suit shop. Black suit after suit walked in and out. There were a few secretaries in skirts, but practically all of them were women. I noticed a guy or 2, but that was it. I didn’t get stares like I normally would have. These were professionals that weren’t surprised to see a man. 

 

We got to the 10th floor. Reels still leading she directed me to an office. A secretary announced us and we were let into Jackie Taylor’s large office. Dark oak furniture and desk in the room the local director of the DOL had some pretty nice digs. 

 

“Russ, so good to see you,” the woman said. She wore a dark pants suit. Her dark skin, and curly hair were immaculate. A little older, she was one of the few I liked at the DOL. 

 

“Jackie, how’s it going?” I asked. 

 

“Pretty good, sit,” she said. “Need anything? Water? Soda?” We shook our heads. “I heard a funny story the other day. Did you really ask a doctor and nurse to…help you fill a sperm bottle?”

 

I laughed loudly. “Yeah, I did. I was surprised they accepted.” I had no shame about it. That felt a long time ago. “They didn’t get in trouble did they?”

 

“No, I mean it’s all on tape. The girls over there had a big laugh about it though,” she said. “Gotta say, you’re one of a kind. Never met a boy who gets in so much trouble.” 

 

“I like adventure,” I said. “You don’t need another bottle filled do you?” 

 

She barked a laugh. “No, but if I did, I’m sure you’d volunteer. Quite a surprise how active you’ve been.” One of the things they asked was all the women I had been with. After they showed me the confidentiality agreements and that no other departments would know I reluctantly agreed. It was supposed to help with tracking, and since I still had disappearing randomly as one of my escape plans I didn’t see the harm in telling them. 

 

“How many confirmed pregnancies now?” She asked. “4?” 

 

“5,” I said. “Wendy Gammot told me this week that she was pregnant.” So far there was Millie and Gail Manny from Montanna. Lanny Roland from the strip club. Sarah Perkins who worked for Audrey. And now Wendy, my very shy once virgin I had seduced in a few hours. Giving her a crash course on the opposite sex. 

 

“Wow. And those are only the girls that have asked you?” She asked. 

 

“There’s one more that I am trying with,” I said. “She had her period a little while back though, so we’ve been trying again.” Farrah had her period soon after we had our fun time, so once that was over we went back to trying again. Also Audrey had been late for over a month, but every home pregnancy test she took showed that she wasn’t. Yet, she still wasn’t getting her period so we were holding our breath on if she was. 

 

“Mighty fine work,” Jackie said. They were quite surprised the first time I admitted to it. They had me sign some affidavits for all of them that I wasn’t coerced or forced. “You sure I can’t talk you into joining early?”

 

“You can,” I said. “But you know the price.” Once I turned 16 I was expected to join the pregnancy program. I could opt out, but I wasn’t going to pretend to try. At that time I could either get paid for all the women I had impregnated or use them as markers for leeway if I wanted to take a break. 

 

I had thought about signing up early, but not for the simple $2,000 extra a month they gave me. No, I wanted more. Shipping contracts for Audrey, to start. Her business was growing but I knew the government overpaid for everything. Including shipping. If I could get them to sign contracts for her that would up the $2,000 a month to millions. They weren’t too keen to bargain so I wasn’t too talkative about joining early. I was running into enough women that wanted to get pregnant on their own. 

 

Jackie nodded and sighed. “It’s your choice. I doubt you’ll stop anyway. So, why the call?” She asked. 

“I’m sick of people asking who my dad is,” I said. My dad was some bigshot in New York, and more than a few people had asked. Since he had no interest in seeing me, I had no interest in seeing him. I still didn’t know who he was, nor cared to find out. 

 

“Reels mentioned I could take an IQ test to help women gauge interest in my genes. I want to take one so I can stop women asking who my dad is,” I admitted. That was part of the reason anyway. Since I had the memories of a full grown man I wanted to take the test now while I was young and it was easier. Most all men when they joined the pregnancy program had to take one anyway. When some women were buying sperm they wanted to know the possible attributes of those supplying it. 

 

“At 14?” Jackie asked. “I guess you are a special case. Last kid your age that was interested in starting early was back in the 80s.” She looked to Reels who nodded and stood. We shook hands and Reels was escorting me back to a small room. Within 20 minutes an older woman was sitting with me as I took the test. 

 

It was pretty standard. Multiple choice questions. A lot of guess the next figure in a sequence. Or meanings of certain words. Some trick questions at the end tripped me up, but after an hour and a half I was done.