The Seed

"Youwilldo it," said Donna, giving Bob a steely glare.

"But I don't want to," said Bob.

"But youwill," said Donna. "You have no choice now. Cambria will make you," she said.

Bob looked so helpless. "Donna... why are you doing this to me? Why did you put this Seed in my head? We were friends!"

Donna softened. "I... I know," she said. "Egold... ordered me to do it."

"And you do everything he tells you to?"

"Yes," said Donna. "Now, go and Seed Jeaneane."

Bob went home.

Jeaneane was a dark haired beauty, pretty, though far from Donna Besch's league. When Bob got home, she was cooking dinner. "Hi Honey how was your day?" she asked cheerfully.

I fucked one of my students and she gave me a Seed which I now have to give to you, Bob thought. But he simply said, "Fine."

"That's nice." She turned and kissed him. "I'm making your favorite tonight! Atomic veal!"

"That's great, Honey," said Bob.

Bob looked at his family over the dinner table that night. Jeaneane was cheery but Leila was more reserved. They were talking about a project Leila was working on for her White Lives Don't Matter class at school.

"Mrs. Goldberg said we need more tire marks on the white people in our mural, but I told her that air cars don't have tires anymore! What do you think, Dad?" Leila asked.

Bob stared at his very pretty blonde daughter. Donna said he would be fucking her before long. He couldn't believe it! He felt his penis stirring in his pants as he stared at his daughter's slender face and the swell of her bosom.No!

"Dad?" said Leila.

"Whatever you want," said Bob, making her frown.

Later that evening Bob was making love to Jeaneane. He hadn't planned it. In fact, he had planned not to. But somehow he found himself kissing and hugging her and she started kissing him back.

Cambria. Cambria is making me do this,Bob thought. He inserted his penis inside Jeaneane's vagina even though he knew the consequences. Even though he knew the price, for him and for her. He pounded into her lovingly, enjoying the buildup in his cock.

I can't do this. I shouldn't be doing this, Bob thought. Jeaneane never looked more lovely as her heavy tits bounced around while he fucked her. He knew he should stop as he felt the Seed forming in his head, he knew he had to stop, but he couldn't.

And so when he climaxed inside his wife, he felt the Seed fly out of his head into hers.

It's not my fault, he thought.It's all Cambria.

"Ouch!" said Jeaneane, sitting up suddenly.

"What is it, Honey?" Bob asked.

"I... I don't know." She looked around. "I left my Pad in the air car."

"You did?"

"Yes. I can see it from here," Jeaneane said.

**********

They had sex the following night. Jeaneane notice that her tits were turning blue and remarked on it, but Bob said nothing.

On the third night when Jeaneane's nipples were bright blue and her clitoris had grown so large that it was sticking out of her clitoris, Bob was forced to tell her the truth. How he had Seeded her. How a new personality which would control her was taking over her mind. How he was controlled by Cambria, and soon she would be controlled as well. And lastly...."

"No!" said Jeaneane. "You arenotgoing to have sex with Leila! Are you crazy?"

"I'm sorry dear! Cambria gives me no choice!" said Bob, as he pounded her pussy.

"Cambriagave you no choice?" Jeaneane laughed. "Is Cambria making you fuck me right now?"

"Kind of," Bob admitted, as he kept thrusting inside her.

"Then get off me!" She snarled. "Get off menow!" She pushed him off with incredible force.

"But Jeaneane, the Seed-"

"The Seed," she mocked him in a whiny voice. "Yes, I feel this thing you put inside my head, thank you very much! But I will not permit you to take this any further. I willnotbe enslaved."

They stood there, staring at each other for a long moment. Then Jeaneane started to pant with exertion, even though she wasn't moving. She started panting faster and faster, her breasts heaving in a very sexy way. As Bob watched, her hand dropped down to her pussy, seemingly of its own accord, and she started rubbing herself.

"Oh... oh... ohhhh....."

Go to her, Bob, said the voice inside of his head.

Bob slowly mounted his wife once more. He knocked her hand aside from her cunt. He saw the look of vulnerability in her big, dark eyes. But more importantly he saw the need.

"No," Jeaneane whispered. "Don't do it."

Bob slowly reinserted his penis inside his wife. The Seed inside her stimulated her sex and made her groan with pleasure as she was rodded.

"Oh. Oh. Ooooooooh!" Jeaneane groaned. "Don't stop," she whispered as she grabbed her husband tightly.. "Don't ever stop."

"I can't," Bob said. "And now, neither can you."

********

Jeaneane's Seed matured on the fifth day after implantation, just as Bob's had. Jeaneane discovered she was a First Class Whore named Malia. She and Bob were brought before Egold.

"You have made excellent progress," said Egold, as he inspected them. "Your next task is to Seed your daughter." He pointed at Bob. "You will do this. Do you understand?"

Bob slumped his head. "Yes, Master."

Then Egold pointed at Jeaneane. "And you will encourage it, and help make it happen."

"Encourage it?" said Jeaneane. Donna flashed her a warning look. "I'm not going to encourage my daughter to have sex with my husband!"

Egold glared at her.

"No! I don't care what you say, or what you do to me! I won't do it!" said Jeaneane.

"It seems the wife is even more resistant than the husband was," Egold said. The big man took a step forward.

Donna interposed her body between Jeaneane and Egold. "No, Master! She will perform! I guarantee it!"

"I will not!" said Jeaneane.

"From her own lips she says no," said Egold.

"She's Seeded! She will have no choice," said Donna.

"I think she can still cause mischief," said Egold. "We need the wife to be fully supportive, to eagerly encourage her daughter to give herself to her father. This one will not be that way." He waved his hand and a doorway bursting with bright white light appeared. "Come."

********

Donna's sense of foreboding grew stronger and stronger as they walked down the Chamber of Unused Slaves. She stared at the rows and rows of unblinking faces, blank eyes, and rows and rows of tits and cocks that seemed to go on and on and on. When the room flew past them they were once again in blank whiteness. Egold waved his hand and a massive tree appeared. It was called the Tree of Life but it looked completely dead to Donna's sight, full of brown, withered, twisted branches. Two slaves hung horizontally from it, their backs and limbs impaled, completely unmoving.

"And now you meet your destiny," said Egold, turning to Jeaneane.

"What?" said Jeaneane.

Egold waved his hand, and Jeaneane disappeared. One moment she was standing besides them, and the next she was hanging horizontally from the Tree of Life. She screamed as branches impaled the back of her head, between her shoulder blades, her ass, and her arms and her legs.

"What are you doing to me? It hurts! It hurts!" she cried.

"You are being improved," said Egold. "The Tree of Life will drain you of your false personality. When it is done you will only be Malia."

"Bob!" Jeaneane screamed. "Help me! Get it down from here!"

Egold glanced at Bob. Bob bit his lip and looked downwards.

"Cambria knows his place," said Egold. "And before long, so will you."

Donna's sense of dread only increased as she stared at the poor woman hanging from the tree. As she watched, the personality started to drain from her. She couldscreanit in Jeaneane's mind. Soon there would only be Malia. Jeaneane would cease to exist.

And then Donna shook as she experienced an intense ESPer flash. Suddenly it was no longer Jeaneane on the Tree of Life.

It was her, Donna Besch.

Donna saw herself hanging there, her face vacant, her large tits pointed straight downwards. The image was as plain as day.

What was she doing there? What would cause her to be hung from the Tree of Life?

"Come," said Egold, and that broke the spell. Once again it was poor Jeaneane hanging there, not Donna Besch. Egold waved his hand, and the white doorway appeared. He started walking. Donna followed, and after a split second hesitation, so did Bob.

As they walked towards the doorway, Donna said anxiously, "Master, you would never put me on the Tree, would you?"

Egold actually stopped and stared at her. "Why do you ask? Anaiya, is Donna Besch giving you any trouble, any trouble at all?"

"No, Master!"

"Do you think she would ever try to disobey me?" He stared hard at her.

"Never, Master!"

He stared at her for a long moment. Then he said, "Then never let us talk again of such foolish things." He proceeded to walk towards the doorway.

Donna followed. But as she did, she became convinced more than ever.

She would be put on the Tree of Life.

********

"I felt so terrible," said Donna.

Herb Rayburn held her in his arms. Donna had been too distraught to have sex, but Herb didn't seem to mind. He was such a great boyfriend! Or... whatever it was he was to her. Donna was still figuring that part out.

"He was my teacher, Herb. My friend! I betrayed him! I Seeded and enslaved him!" said Donna, rocking in his arms. "And then I forced him to Seed his wife! And then he had to watch while his wife was put on the Tree of Life!"

"It feels bad, I know," said Herb. "But we are Seekers, this is what we do."

"Yes, I know but... he was my friend! I am used to betraying strangers, but not someone I know!"

"You said before you thought this was a test of your loyalty. Do you still think that?" Herb asked.

"I don't know. I don't knowwhatto think." Donna bit her lip. "There's something else. I had an ESPer flash, right after Jeaneane was put on the Tree. I didn't see her. I sawme! I saw me on the Tree, Herb!" She turned to stare at him. "Egold's going to put me on the Tree! I'm certain of it!"

"Why would he do that?" said Herb. "Egold loves you. You're perfectly obedient. He's had many chances to put you on the Tree, hasn't he?"

"Yes."

"He knows Donna Besch is still alive and kicking in there, doesn't he?" He tapped her head.

"Yes."

"And yet he's done nothing."

"I know! And I even asked him if he would put me on the Tree."

"You did?" Herb was astonished. "What did he say?"

"He said he wouldn't. He seemed to think question was odd or offensive, I couldn't tell which. And yet, when he answered my question, I became more convinced than ever! I tell you again, Herb." She looked him squarely in the eye. "I am going on that Tree!"

********

Two days later they returned to the White Room. Bob moaned when he saw his wife hanging face down horizontally from the Tree.

"Is she dead?" Bob moaned.

"Quite the contrary," said Egold. He waved his hand and suddenly Jeaneane was standing in front of them. She blinked and stretched as if waking up from a nap.

"Who are you?" Egold asked.

Jeaneane smiled. "I am Malia."

"And Jeaneane?" Egold asked.

"I am only Malia." She wrapped her body around Egold and kissed him. "I am a First Class Whore, at your service."

She turned and noticed Bob. "You are the husband." She sauntered over and kissed him. "We will do beautiful things together."

"Beautiful things?" said Bob.

"We will persuade the daughter, Leila, to have sex with you. Then you will Seed her and she will become an obedient servant of Omni," said Jeaneane.

"There, I have given your wife back to you," said Egold. "Now you must return to your work."

Donna saw the expression on Bob's face was one of pure horror.

*********

"Nothing is left of Jeaneane?"

Jeaneane smiled. "Nothing at all."

Bob frowned even as Jeaneane kissed him. "Oh I will enjoy having you tonight!" she cried.

"No!'

"Why not? I'm still your wife, Honey," she grinned at him. "I'm a whore, Honey. I have to work the muscle regularly or it goes away, know what I mean?" she winked at him. "Now, you have to get started on seducing Leila."

"How am I going to do that?" Bob asked.

"We'll start at dinner. Kiss her and tell her she has nice breasts," said Jeaneane.

"What?" said Bob.

"Just do it," said Jeaneane. "Or are you thinking of disobeying? There's always more space on the Tree, dear." She pinched his ass and smiled as she turned to make dinner.

Leila was a cute blonde 18 year old. She reallydidlook like Donna Besch, superficially at least. That's how this had all started. When Bob had fucked a girl nearly half his age who happened to look like his daughter!

As Leila came into the dining room she said, "Hello Dad."

"Hey beautiful." He reached out and casually kissed her... but on the cheek, not the lips.

That earned him a glare from Jeaneane, which quickly turned into a smile when Leila turned her way. "Is dinner ready, Mom?"

"Coming right up, dear!" she said in a musical tone.

They had breaded atomic cutlets for dinner that night, which were Leila's favorite. As they ate, Jeaneane gave her husband dark glares. Bob withered under her stare. Finally he said, "You're looking very pretty tonight, Honey."

"Thank you, Daddy," Leila grinned.

"Yes" said Bob. "Your hair is very nice. Are you doing something... different with it?"

Leila touched her bright blonde hair and looked pleased. "No... same old same old!"

"And that shirt... it fits you so well," said Bob, glancing at her mounds.

"Well, you're full of compliments tonight, Daddy!" Leila replied.

Jeaneane fixed Bob with a hard stare, a stare that told of consequences if he didn't get with the program.

"And your breasts," Bob blurted.

"My breasts?" Leila looked startled. "What about them?"

"They... they are very beautiful," Bob blurted out in a very strained way.

"Why... thank you... I think," said Leila, frowning. "Mom, do we have more dessert?"

"Coming, dear." Jeaneane went into the kitchen. "Bob, can you come here for a minute?"

Bob, his stomach in knots, entered the kitchen.

Jeaneane immediately turned on him."What do you think you're doing?"

"What you told me to!"

"I told you to seduce her! Not to act like a mental patient!" Jeaneane snapped. "After dinner she usually watches that soap opera of hers. The one where the black men romance the white women."

"I know the one," said Bob. That in fact was the plot of nearly all romances on holovision today. The World Government frowned on romances between same-white peoples and wanted to set positive examples.

"I want you to sit on the couch and start kissing her." She saw his worried look. "Just do it!"

********

An hour later Bob found Leila sitting on the couch watching the latest episode of "My Chocolate Lover", the most popular holodrama on Vega II for young people. A black man was kissing a young blonde white girl and telling her, "We can make the most beautiful babies together! They'll be great golfers too!"

"Hey Honey." Bob sat down next to his daughter.

"Hey Dad." Leila looked at her father. "What are you doing?"

"Just thought I'd watch some holovision with you."

"You want to watch My Chocolate Lover, Dad?" She curled her lip.

"Sure, why not?"

They sat and watched for several minutes. Leila seemed to be absorbed by the drama. Bob felt Cambria urging him on. Bob watched as his hand moved upwards and wrapped around his daughter's shoulder. Leila gave a small smile but did nothing.

Bob heard a voice inside his head. Cambria's

Kiss her, Bob. Kiss her now!

The voice was insistent. Bob felt he had to respond!

He leaned forward and started to kiss Leila on the neck. Her skin was soft. After the third kiss she said, "What are you doing, Daddy?"

"Nothing, Honey." He continued to kiss her neck.

"It doesn't feel likenothing." She turned to face him. "You've been acting strangely tonight. Is something wrong with you and Mom?"

"No, nothing," said Bob. He pulled away. "I just thought...."

"Thought what?"

"That we could spend some time together. Father daughter."

"Hm." She gave him an odd frown.

Bob got up and left.

Jeaneane, who had been watching, followed him to the bedroom.

"I tried! I tried my best!" said Bob. "You saw me!"

"I saw the pathetic attempts of a half-hearted father trying to sabotage the seduction of his sexy daughter!" said Jeaneane. "Perhaps I should inform our master that you need some time on the Tree. It did wonders for me!"

"No, I'm trying, I really am! I'll... I'll d whatever you say!" said Bob.

"Yes, youwill." Jeaneane stared at him with her hands on her hips, making her tits stick out. "All right, I'll take care of things."

*********

Jeaneane sat down with her daughter on the couch. "Honey," she said.

"Hi Mom," said Leila. "What's going on with you and Dad?"

"Nothing, Honey," said Jeaneane.

Leila frowned. "Dad is acting weird."

"There's a reason for that," said Jeaneane. "His 40th birthday is coming up. He's feeling his age."

"Oh." Then, "Wait a minute, I thought he's already 41!"

"No. He's almost 40," said Jeaneane. "Your father wants something special for his birthday. Something he's been wanting for years."

"Then get it for him."

"I'm trying to," said Jeaneane, staring intently at her daughter with a weird smile.

Leila shifted uncomfortably. "What is it, Mom?"

"He wantsyou, Honey."

"Me? What do you mean, he wants me?" Leila stared at her mother's smile.

"Sexually," said Jeaneane simply.

"What?" Leila looked at her mother like she was joking. "You're joking, right?"

"Not at all," Jeaneane assured her.

"But... he's my Dad!" said Leila.

"And you're his girl. His verysexygirl," said Jeaneane.

Leila's mouth dropped open. "Dad... feels this way... about me?"

"Yes."

Leila stared at her mother. "Really?"

"Yes."

Leila paused a long moment. Then she said, "Really?" in a higher pitched voice.

"Yes," said Jeaneane.

Leila crossed her arms. "And how doyoufeel about this, Mom?"

"I feel the same way any loving wife would feel when her man has needs she can't satisfy. I would move heaven and earth to see him happy," said Jeaneane.

Leila paused a long moment. Then she repeated, "Really?"

Jeaneane nodded.

"You... want me... and Dad....." Her voice trailed off.

"Don't you find your father attractive, dear?" Jeaneane asked.

"Well, yes, of course! But... he's my Dad. And I have a boyfriend, Hal-"

"Your father doesn't care about Hal."

"No, of course not," said Leila dryly. "I just... I never thought...." her voice trailed off.

"Come," said Leila, taking her daughter's hand.

*********

Bob was in the shower. This whole situation was incredibly stressful. He was supposed to be fucking his own daughter... who apparently didn't want to be fucked by him! Cambria fed him exciting images of Donna Besch. Of Bob undressing Donna Besch. Of him squeezing Donna Besch's big, firm tits. Of putting his cock inside of Donna Besch's lovehole. Oooohhhh......

Bob pumped his penis with liquid soap as he faced the shower wall. He gasped, bouncing up and down on his toes.

"Do you see, Honey?" Jeaneane whispered, from the crack in the bathroom door. "He's thinking about you."

"About me?" Leila whispered. She looked at her father's cock. It was huge! It had a bright blue tip. And his balls were enormous, the size of a small stallion! "I never knew he was so big... down there!"

"Trust me, he is, Honey," Jeaneane said.

"Oh!" Bob stiffened and cried out. Suddenly a continuous stream of sperm shot out of his penis. It traveled up the wall and hit the ceiling like a firehose.