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Chapter One: Lola's Hot Birthday Surprise By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 July 22nd, 2037 – Lola Albertson “Today's guests are the big six futa-sisters who organized the campaign that got their mother, Becky Woodward, elected president of the United States last year,” Adelia Tash said as she sat in the central chair of her streaming studio. My sisters and I, plus my wife, were seated in two couches flanking her. I was to the left, Jen at the end, with Rebecca next to me and Christina beyond her. My other three half-sisters—Danielle, Bethany, and Leah—sat on the other couch. Two cameras broadcast us out to the internet and the world. “We're so glad to be here,” said Leah. As Mom's press secretary, she was used to being out in the spotlight. I squeezed Jen's hand, a little nervous. I was just my futa-mom's speech writer. “So, you're all turning nineteen today,” said Adelia Tash. “That's incredible that you're all so close together in age. You were all among the first daughters Becky ever bred in any women.” “Lola's the first,” Rebecca said. “And I'm the second.” Adelia Tash nodded, eyes flicking to me. She was an elegant woman, refined, with caramel skin. She wore a pink, one piece dress with no sleeves and a scoop neckline showing off a hint of her round cleavage. Her legs were crossed and toned, shaved smooth. “They celebrated their birthday in style,” said Jen. My pregnant wife—we were married only two months ago, but I knocked her up earlier than boobs that—squeezed my hand. “I helped set up a special treat for Rebecca and Lola.” My cheeks blushed as Adelia stared at me. “Oh, care to share, Lola?” Rebecca glanced at me. “Yes,” I said, remembering that day last year. “We were having our shared eighteenth-birthday birthday. It was right after they sang us happy birthday when...” July 22nd, 2036 “Happy birthday to you!” sang everyone gathered around me and my five half-sisters. We were in my house's dining room. “Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday dear futas! Happy birthday to you!” My cheeks were burning red from all our friends from high school, along with older friends of our mothers, clapping and cheering around us. The room thundered with applause. It radiated out through the house. It was so embarrassing. “Blow out the candles!” shrieked softcore my girlfriend, Jen. “Come on, Lola! Do it!” “I will.” Then her mouth popped off. Slowly opening my eyes and regaining my other senses I hear the guys hooting and hollering. I was only 15 at the time and just boobs beginning to explore my own body…loving the feel of hands on my cunt which had a nice bush of hair…watching the goats was exciting. "I apologize Doctor Gance, it appears you are almost clear. He stared back down at her and kept stroking his cock with his right hand, merely inches from her face. Tracey had no idea what infringement of the ships laws the slaves had made but she found the whole event quite erotic. There was a great shouting below them as a second offensive was starting. 4 A moral battle is brewing as I slowly become aware of a warmth mounting on my hand. I moved behind her and started licking her bum bud. I wasn’t sure if the girls had made the decision to get naked yet, but now that their manager was naked and telling them to go ahead, I don’t believe they wanted to disappoint her. He then throw me on the bed. It was hard to tell day from night from inside their dark metal cell. “Are these from my men?” “Nope. “You alright?” (Thank you daughter.) Michaels smile widened as he reached in and took his cock back out. The scars on his body were remnants of his training to twist pain into pleasure, so that injuries would only make him stronger. She bucked and shuddered beneath me. Her fingernails clawed my back as she groaned out her passion. She cried out again, but was able to brace herself enough not to be moved. Angie told me, “You have until the end of the week to get me my $7,500, you have until the end of next week to get Rocco the $2,500 and your going to pay interest of softcore $250 to Rocco and big me for putting us in this position.” I thought I caught a break until one of the guys grabbed the back of my head and smashed it onto the toilet seat, I blacked out and then came too. She could feel every inch of his tongue, she could feel his index finger tilting upwards inside. I know I want that tight fucking hole!” And he told her so on the drive back to her house. “Only for you,” I assured her with a whimper.