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Chapter 13: Sister’s Story
“Camahta turn you into naked one too?”
I looked over at were Regen was rummaging around for some afternoon snacks, “What makes you say that?”
“You are naked.”
“We are in our suite.” I said as way of explanation. I was in fact naked, and resting on what amounts to a couch for taurs. More like a very large bean bag chair I can half lay on to support my body while I watch the TV. Going topless in the suite was my way of putting my toe in as it were, sure I was already used to not wearing bottoms because of my race, but this was still new.
“You normally wear shirt in room.”
“Do you want me to go get my shirt on?”
“Do what you want.” Regen sat down to watch the TV with me. Some serial drama that neither one of us was really paying attention too. She was on the regular couch that I was next to so we were side by side as it played out.
“Do you like them?” I said after a long pause and some scenes.
“The characters? It is stupid to split up like that when chased. They should remain close.”
“Not the TV show, Regen.”
Regen half glanced at me, “I am not lesbian.”
“So?” I said with a big grin on my face.
Regen sighed, “Fine. Boy’s tits are large and shapely.”
“Thanks Regen. Yours are too. I quite like them.”
“I noticed. When we fuck you grab them a lot. You focus more on tits than pussy sometimes”
“Tits are fun. You should give mine a play when we next have sex today.”
“I said I’m not lesbian. Plus, didn’t you say you were tired? All the swimming you’ve been doing with Camahta these last few days, you barely were awake for this morning’s sex.”
I nodded, “I’ve been a bit worn out after the exercise session yes, but what is it that you always say ‘Is Job’?” I smile at her, “I can handle it, tired or not.”
Regen didn’t respond for awhile. She didn’t seem to be watching the show much either, just sorta staring at it. It was different for her to be like this. She wasn’t super talkative at the best of times, but also didn’t zone out into her own thoughts like this either. I didn’t want to bother her so I let it go and we watched the show till it was winding down.
And I felt a warm pressure on my shoulder.
“Regen?” I said with some surprise as I realized she was leaning against me. Resting her weight and warmth against my side. This was new. Anyone else and I’d think it was an intimate cuddle situation, for Regen though it was unprecedented. “Are you ok?”
“I’m fine, titty boy.” She said, “You sure you have energy for sex?”
“What? Of course. ‘Is Job’ after all.”
“Regen nodded, ok then, we have sex now, and I’ll play with your tits, maybe I like.”
I was soon laying on my back on the plush carpet of the TV area. My legs were spread and my breasts hung slightly off either side of my chest. My cock was already hardening as were my nipples as I watched Regen undress above me.
Once nude she stepped over, placing her foot between my legs, but not to step, but to wrap her long sergal toes around my hardening member and start to jerk it off. “Excited already?”
“Always” I said, grabbing my own tits with my hands and playing with them while she jerked me.
“No. I do that this time.” I ‘oofed’ slightly as I felt regen sit down on my middle. Looking at me. My cock was just poking against her back as she leaned forward to get a look at my chest. She reached over, and with surprising gentleness gripped one of them in her hand. It was too large for her to fully contain it in one hand’s grip, but she rolled it around on her palm anyway, kneading softly. “Is this how Is done?”
I nodded to her. letting her feel around, “Yes. That’s nice. W-when you’re ready. Rub your fingers around the area near my nipple, and if… if you really are willing, maybe give them a suck?”
“Hmmph. We’ll see” She said huffing slightly and grabbing the other tit in her other hand. She gently stroked my areolas with both thumbs, her claw glancing across my nipples as she circled them.
“Ohhh… you.. you are decent at this… for someone not interested in tits.”
“I just imagine how I like. Then do.” Regen explained continuing to rub them.
“In that case…” I reached my own hands up and placed them on Regen’s tits. I started to rub and played with them, deliberately mimicking exactly what Regen was doing to mine. If she dragged a claw against my nipple I did the same. If she bounced one tit while giving the other a pinch, so did I. She caught on pretty fast to what I was doing and I swear I saw a bit of a smile on her face as her nipples got very hard from my attentions. Hers also had me going hard and I felt my tip dragging up and down her back as my hips started to hump on their own.
“Titty boy does like.”
“Judging from the puddle you’re making on my belly” I smirk at her, “Stuffy girl like too”
Regen huffed what might have been a micro chuckle, leaned forward, lifted her haunches, and with practiced ease, lined up and sat back down taking my length into her.
“OH GOD!” I shudder arching at the sudden tightness on my very erect cock. Regen herself winced a bit from the size, but just a bit, she had gotten used to me by now and started to ride me.
The actual sex didn’t take too long considering how horny we both had been before we got to that point, but neither one of us took our hands of the others tits the whole time. I gave as good as I could, as did she and we both climaxed soon and hard. Another in a long line of loads pumping into Regen’s belly.
Once that was done, we just lay there for awhile me firmly inside of her with her straddling my hips and just kind of looked at eachother. I watched her toned muscular chest heave up and down as she panted, and she seemed to be doing the same, watching my large and soft breasts shift and roll slightly with my inhales.
“Did you like them?” I asked at last.
Regen seemed to think about it for a moment, “Tits are… ok play toys I think. I could see that being a stress relief to knead them.”
“Oh definitely. Though I admit I’m a bit surprised.”
“What about?”
“With a sister like Sam. Even if you aren’t gay at all, I’d have though she’d have talked you into at least some tit play at some point.”
“I not sleep with Camahta” Regen said, “Sergal may commonly play with family, but I not play with her.”
“Why not?”
Regen pondered, “She always… so small. I just want to protect. Oh, that and I not lesbian.”
“Understood” I said, “Though if you don’t mind me asking. Are you related to her at all? Or is it just adoption? Like most people.”
“She may be half second cousin or something if you look up the lines far enough, but I doubt it.” Regen said, “Her mother is breeder the family acquired.”
“A-.. Acquired…?”
“Yes. Many years ago, before the breeder program was fully set up, and before the clone breeders, and the life extension, and government guidance on breeding.” Regen started. I could tell this might be a bit, luckily I was still firmly inside her, so I was content to not move much, “Camahta’s babushka was freelance breeder. Many families paid her to fuck their males and give them the kids.”
“Huh, hadn’t thought about how it worked before Villous set up the clone thing. Guess it had to start somehow.”
“yes”
“So, her babushka was in your family?”
“No.” Regen said. “We never knew her babushka, just her mother, Gvinrasfir. Freelance breeding was dangerous. Families not always checked for nastiness, or even stability, and many desperate for kids. Not many breeders willing to risk meant lots of money too for the ones that were.”
“So, Sam’s mother’s family went into debt to get her.”
“And couldn’t get out. Then bad mother start drinking. She didn’t like raising another woman’s kid.”
“Then why’d they even hire a breeder!” I said with surprise, “If she wasn’t going to love the kid.”
“Easy, she stupid.” Regen said, “Let me finish.”
“Sorry”
“Gvnira have no real future, but she turn out fertile to, could become breeder, and she very pretty, almost eerily in truth.”
“How is being pretty eerie?”
“Her father, Camahta’s dedushka have glowing gene. A mutant. Gvinra have it too, but it go crazy. She very interesting to look at. My family liked a lot.”
“So, your family wanted to hire her as a freelance?”
“No family wanted to have her just for us.” Regen said, “Offered her a lot of money. Offered her parents more to not say anything since she was, not adult yet.”
“That’s uh…” I started, shocked.
“I know, no need to say. But I think she treated ok despite. She still with us, breed just for us. Many males take turn.” Regen said, a complicated expression on her face that I was having an admittedly hard time fully reading, “I call Camahta ‘sestra’ because my father… adoptive father. Is one that breed with Gvinra to make Camahta. I was already adult at time.”
“That explains the age gap too” I said, trying to take this in, “Sam doesn’t ‘glow’ though.”
“No. not all Gvinra’s kids got the gene, maybe its sleeping and Camahta’s kids will glow, or maybe not.” Regen sighed, “Make her less valuable, maybe why she was volunteered for this with me. In true I’m glad she seems to like it, even if I wish she was more… proper lady.”
“Regen” I said softly, “Why tell me all that… I … I know I asked, but this is like. Deep lore and… secrets and stuff, and… are you sure you should?”
“Family suck” Regen sighed, “No not true, family often good, but suck for me right now. Maybe that why I tell. That and also because….”
After a long pause I had to ask and prompted her, “Because what?”
“Because pregnant. I find out after lunch checkup.” Regen looked at me, “otets moikh detey”
I could barely figure out what to say. I was mostly just stunned, but managed to stammer out some nonsense. “R-really... R-Regen. You’re… oh that’s great, I... mean... it’s the goal... like... ‘Is job’ and all…”
Regen grinned, this time clear and not a slight suggestion of one, but a real one, “Yes. Job is done.”
“For this year anyway.”
“Yes. This year.”
“Is that why you offered to let me rest instead of sex?” I asked, “I mean we don’t have to anymore, right, and I know you didn’t really want to in the first place back when we started.”
“Is true. Not have too anymore.” Regen smiled at me again, “But maybe you convince me to play with titty, so we have sex too.”
“I knew it. You do like me.”
“Perhaps” Regen leaned in and to my great surprise, pulled me into a hug, my chest pressing to hers and pressed her lips to my forehead, “otets moikh detey”
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Chapter 13: Sister’s Story
“Camahta turn you into naked one too?”
I looked over at were Regen was rummaging around for some afternoon snacks, “What makes you say that?”
“You are naked.”
“We are in our suite.” I said as way of explanation. I was in fact naked, and resting on what amounts to a couch for taurs. More like a very large bean bag chair I can half lay on to support my body while I watch the TV. Going topless in the suite was my way of putting my toe in as it were, sure I was already used to not wearing bottoms because of my race, but this was still new.
“You normally wear shirt in room.”
“Do you want me to go get my shirt on?”
“Do what you want.” Regen sat down to watch the TV with me. Some serial drama that neither one of us was really paying attention too. She was on the regular couch that I was next to so we were side by side as it played out.
“Do you like them?” I said after a long pause and some scenes.
“The characters? It is stupid to split up like that when chased. They should remain close.”
“Not the TV show, Regen.”
Regen half glanced at me, “I am not lesbian.”
“So?” I said with a big grin on my face.
Regen sighed, “Fine. Boy’s tits are large and shapely.”
“Thanks Regen. Yours are too. I quite like them.”
“I noticed. When we fuck you grab them a lot. You focus more on tits than pussy sometimes”
“Tits are fun. You should give mine a play when we next have sex today.”
“I said I’m not lesbian. Plus, didn’t you say you were tired? All the swimming you’ve been doing with Camahta these last few days, you barely were awake for this morning’s sex.”
I nodded, “I’ve been a bit worn out after the exercise session yes, but what is it that you always say ‘Is Job’?” I smile at her, “I can handle it, tired or not.”
Regen didn’t respond for awhile. She didn’t seem to be watching the show much either, just sorta staring at it. It was different for her to be like this. She wasn’t super talkative at the best of times, but also didn’t zone out into her own thoughts like this either. I didn’t want to bother her so I let it go and we watched the show till it was winding down.
And I felt a warm pressure on my shoulder.
“Regen?” I said with some surprise as I realized she was leaning against me. Resting her weight and warmth against my side. This was new. Anyone else and I’d think it was an intimate cuddle situation, for Regen though it was unprecedented. “Are you ok?”
“I’m fine, titty boy.” She said, “You sure you have energy for sex?”
“What? Of course. ‘Is Job’ after all.”
“Regen nodded, ok then, we have sex now, and I’ll play with your tits, maybe I like.”
I was soon laying on my back on the plush carpet of the TV area. My legs were spread and my breasts hung slightly off either side of my chest. My cock was already hardening as were my nipples as I watched Regen undress above me.
Once nude she stepped over, placing her foot between my legs, but not to step, but to wrap her long sergal toes around my hardening member and start to jerk it off. “Excited already?”
“Always” I said, grabbing my own tits with my hands and playing with them while she jerked me.
“No. I do that this time.” I ‘oofed’ slightly as I felt regen sit down on my middle. Looking at me. My cock was just poking against her back as she leaned forward to get a look at my chest. She reached over, and with surprising gentleness gripped one of them in her hand. It was too large for her to fully contain it in one hand’s grip, but she rolled it around on her palm anyway, kneading softly. “Is this how Is done?”
I nodded to her. letting her feel around, “Yes. That’s nice. W-when you’re ready. Rub your fingers around the area near my nipple, and if… if you really are willing, maybe give them a suck?”
“Hmmph. We’ll see” She said huffing slightly and grabbing the other tit in her other hand. She gently stroked my areolas with both thumbs, her claw glancing across my nipples as she circled them.
“Ohhh… you.. you are decent at this… for someone not interested in tits.”
“I just imagine how I like. Then do.” Regen explained continuing to rub them.
“In that case…” I reached my own hands up and placed them on Regen’s tits. I started to rub and played with them, deliberately mimicking exactly what Regen was doing to mine. If she dragged a claw against my nipple I did the same. If she bounced one tit while giving the other a pinch, so did I. She caught on pretty fast to what I was doing and I swear I saw a bit of a smile on her face as her nipples got very hard from my attentions. Hers also had me going hard and I felt my tip dragging up and down her back as my hips started to hump on their own.
“Titty boy does like.”
“Judging from the puddle you’re making on my belly” I smirk at her, “Stuffy girl like too”
Regen huffed what might have been a micro chuckle, leaned forward, lifted her haunches, and with practiced ease, lined up and sat back down taking my length into her.
“OH GOD!” I shudder arching at the sudden tightness on my very erect cock. Regen herself winced a bit from the size, but just a bit, she had gotten used to me by now and started to ride me.
The actual sex didn’t take too long considering how horny we both had been before we got to that point, but neither one of us took our hands of the others tits the whole time. I gave as good as I could, as did she and we both climaxed soon and hard. Another in a long line of loads pumping into Regen’s belly.
Once that was done, we just lay there for awhile me firmly inside of her with her straddling my hips and just kind of looked at eachother. I watched her toned muscular chest heave up and down as she panted, and she seemed to be doing the same, watching my large and soft breasts shift and roll slightly with my inhales.
“Did you like them?” I asked at last.
Regen seemed to think about it for a moment, “Tits are… ok play toys I think. I could see that being a stress relief to knead them.”
“Oh definitely. Though I admit I’m a bit surprised.”
“What about?”
“With a sister like Sam. Even if you aren’t gay at all, I’d have though she’d have talked you into at least some tit play at some point.”
“I not sleep with Camahta” Regen said, “Sergal may commonly play with family, but I not play with her.”
“Why not?”
Regen pondered, “She always… so small. I just want to protect. Oh, that and I not lesbian.”
“Understood” I said, “Though if you don’t mind me asking. Are you related to her at all? Or is it just adoption? Like most people.”
“She may be half second cousin or something if you look up the lines far enough, but I doubt it.” Regen said, “Her mother is breeder the family acquired.”
“A-.. Acquired…?”
“Yes. Many years ago, before the breeder program was fully set up, and before the clone breeders, and the life extension, and government guidance on breeding.” Regen started. I could tell this might be a bit, luckily I was still firmly inside her, so I was content to not move much, “Camahta’s babushka was freelance breeder. Many families paid her to fuck their males and give them the kids.”
“Huh, hadn’t thought about how it worked before Villous set up the clone thing. Guess it had to start somehow.”
“yes”
“So, her babushka was in your family?”
“No.” Regen said. “We never knew her babushka, just her mother, Gvinrasfir. Freelance breeding was dangerous. Families not always checked for nastiness, or even stability, and many desperate for kids. Not many breeders willing to risk meant lots of money too for the ones that were.”
“So, Sam’s mother’s family went into debt to get her.”
“And couldn’t get out. Then bad mother start drinking. She didn’t like raising another woman’s kid.”
“Then why’d they even hire a breeder!” I said with surprise, “If she wasn’t going to love the kid.”
“Easy, she stupid.” Regen said, “Let me finish.”
“Sorry”
“Gvnira have no real future, but she turn out fertile to, could become breeder, and she very pretty, almost eerily in truth.”
“How is being pretty eerie?”
“Her father, Camahta’s dedushka have glowing gene. A mutant. Gvinra have it too, but it go crazy. She very interesting to look at. My family liked a lot.”
“So, your family wanted to hire her as a freelance?”
“No family wanted to have her just for us.” Regen said, “Offered her a lot of money. Offered her parents more to not say anything since she was, not adult yet.”
“That’s uh…” I started, shocked.
“I know, no need to say. But I think she treated ok despite. She still with us, breed just for us. Many males take turn.” Regen said, a complicated expression on her face that I was having an admittedly hard time fully reading, “I call Camahta ‘sestra’ because my father… adoptive father. Is one that breed with Gvinra to make Camahta. I was already adult at time.”
“That explains the age gap too” I said, trying to take this in, “Sam doesn’t ‘glow’ though.”
“No. not all Gvinra’s kids got the gene, maybe its sleeping and Camahta’s kids will glow, or maybe not.” Regen sighed, “Make her less valuable, maybe why she was volunteered for this with me. In true I’m glad she seems to like it, even if I wish she was more… proper lady.”
“Regen” I said softly, “Why tell me all that… I … I know I asked, but this is like. Deep lore and… secrets and stuff, and… are you sure you should?”
“Family suck” Regen sighed, “No not true, family often good, but suck for me right now. Maybe that why I tell. That and also because….”
After a long pause I had to ask and prompted her, “Because what?”
“Because pregnant. I find out after lunch checkup.” Regen looked at me, “otets moikh detey”
I could barely figure out what to say. I was mostly just stunned, but managed to stammer out some nonsense. “R-really... R-Regen. You’re… oh that’s great, I... mean... it’s the goal... like... ‘Is job’ and all…”
Regen grinned, this time clear and not a slight suggestion of one, but a real one, “Yes. Job is done.”
“For this year anyway.”
“Yes. This year.”
“Is that why you offered to let me rest instead of sex?” I asked, “I mean we don’t have to anymore, right, and I know you didn’t really want to in the first place back when we started.”
“Is true. Not have too anymore.” Regen smiled at me again, “But maybe you convince me to play with titty, so we have sex too.”
“I knew it. You do like me.”
“Perhaps” Regen leaned in and to my great surprise, pulled me into a hug, my chest pressing to hers and pressed her lips to my forehead, “otets moikh detey”
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