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From: Jack Lipton <liptonsoup1951@yahoo.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} Challenge / Response (kinda MFFFF, sci-fi)
Date: Fri, 25 Oct 2002 07:10:01 -0400
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(MFFFF-kinda)

         Challenge

       by Jack Lipton


  What have I done?  I was in the process of getting married and,
by law, we had to prove compatibility on many levels-  including
sexual compatibility.

  Our laws had evolved to get rid of divorce through better
efforts at prevention-  so a marriage was harder to enter, and it
was the key to fertility, ever since the big BioWar 25 years ago
which reduced fertility to zero. We now had treatments that would
enable fertility between a specific man and woman, but the
regimen was a inconvenient. Our ability to design and fabricate
the needed drugs for fertility was critical to the survival of
the human species. Even with the focus on reproduction there was
still a case where fertility wasn't a "given".

  Oddly enough, the folks who were upset over the issue of
abortion all those years ago were now up in arms over the
fertility boards-  and the fertility boards were serious
business.  I'd suspect that many people who didn't like the new
status quo were unlikely to have descendant to share theirviews.

  So neither my fiance nor I were aware of all that is done as
part of the compatibility evaluation;  And, if you fail the final
matchup, you can challenge it, though such challenges are not
welcomed by anoy of the various fertility boards.

  Part of the school experience collects a "mating profile" of
each person;  With these profiles, rough matches can be made for
potential spouses.  Because of the nonexistent fertility of
people at large, pregnancies didn't happen outside marriage, so
sex had only the disease issue to deal with-  but at least HIV
was gone.  There were others though that we had to be careful of
since they'd remove any hope of being able to breed.

  So our basic profiles were reasonable until we got to the
sexual compatibility tests;  I was inexperienced due to my fears
of disease and having to masturbate to different pictures
(including those of my intended) with myself fully wired to
instruments was uncomfortable at first.  I even wondered how
Pamela was dealing with this.

  We got down-checked as incompatible.  We were both advised to
look for new mates.  I was devastated.

  I didn't understand why, but was given a list of available
mates what could match my profile.  I wanted Pam, though, so I
was reluctant to date, but the local Fertility Board got after me
and I was meeting them when they were given MY name.  Having
potential suitors show up at the apartment Pamela and I shared
was not the most comfortable I've been.  Pam seemed ill at ease
so my anxiety levels went up.

  I got called in for an interview on this case;  I was being
asked why I was so focussed on Pamela. Since she'd been my one
and only, I hadn't looked further. I was told that if she wants
me then there's a challenge procedure she needed to go through.

  Pam and I talked it over and she seemed reluctant to challenge
the compatibility test and she evaded the question.  Unless we
attempted a challenge there was no way to learn why we'd been
down-checked, but it would take both of us to file a challenge.

  It took another month of pestering her (since I was being
pestered several times a day by some available female co-workers
too, it was only right that she'd hear about it from me) where we
maintained our normal schedule of love- making (once a week)
before she finally agreed.  We filed our challenge and were given
an appointment at the nearest office.

  I was surprised to find three of the women that were
"compatible" with me waiting in the room.  One was a co-worker of
mine named Kelli that had been working on getting more attention
from me.  I realized that we had enough in common but Pamela had
gotten first dibs. Kelli expressed some surprise to see usthere.

  We were told (in front of the others) that Pam didn't have
enough interest in sexual activity to qualify as a wife and
mother but was welcome to prove herself.

  Kelli was the first of the others to ask "So why am I here?" 
  "You are here for Pamela to compete against for this man.  By
challenging the fertility board we now have the authority to
decide who he marries.  Given eugenic considerations we've
decided that three fertile wives will be reasonable for him and
so, assuming you three agree, all that's left is seniority. 
After their down- check you all went through a screening and were
found quite compatible with Jack here.  We already have his
spectrum understood so it works both ways.  Are any of you
willing to share this man and have children by him?"

  All three-  Kelli, Allison and Toni- agreed and signed the
challenge form.  The smiles they directed at me seemed happy.

  A tech led me away to a medical room where I was told to strip
and get myself erect;  Another came in with a device that was
placed on my penis while I was erect, blinked a green light, and
was removed.  My erection was allowed to fade.  I asked the
female tech why this done.

  "Measurements" as she left.

  The first tech returned and led me, naked, to yet another room
where I was placed back in a recliner and wired up.  This was
reminiscent of my first compatibility tests but was a lot more
involved.  Other wires went onto my balls and dick and my arms
and legs were strapped down. Another tech came in and I realized
that something was being inserted into my ass.  The only reply I
got to my complaints was: "You chose to challenge the system to
find you a mate.  Because of that you must ready for the
winners."

  I didn't realize much of what was in store for me.

  The large screen to the right of me displayed all four women's
faces along with some bargraphs at the side. Heartrate,
respiration, blood pressure and... Lubricity? Sexual Response? 
Anal Tension?

  The larger screen in front of me lit up to show the four women
in recliners much like the one I was in- and they were thoroughly
wired up as well.  The techs there could be seen installing
dildos onto arms between each woman's thighs.  With lubricants
placed on each dildo (which I realized was identical to my
previously erect equipment) I glanced to the right and saw that,
for two of the women (Kelli and Allison) Lubricity was already
over 10%, with Toni at 7% and Pam at 3%.

  Once each dildo was positioned at a woman's vaginal entrance,
the techs stepped away and mirrors were put up so that each woman
could see all three of the others.

  The voice of our counselor came onto the speakers and announced
the rules:

  "All four women will be bonded to Jack Lipton to complete this
challenge.  Only three of you will be made fertile with him,
however;  The one who climaxes last will not have her fertility
enabled.  Jack will be bonded to all four women as well, but the
nonfertile female will be subservient.  Each woman:  pay
attention to the others. If you truly want to marry and have
children you need to reach your climax before they do.  We will
start the competition with Pamela..."

  I watched as the dildo slid into my fiance and saw only minor
changes in the lubricity and sexual response scales, though anal
tension took a jump.

  The dildo stopped at full penetration.

  "Next is Kelli..."

  Kelli's dildo slid in, and her graphs showed a much greater
jump.

  "Allison starts third..."

  Allison's response was close to Kelli's as she was penetrated.

  "Finally, let's get Toni into this competition."

  Toni's penetration showed a sudden jump on the scales.  Just on
the first penetration, Pamela was a distant last.

  "All right, now it's Jack's turn."

  I felt something deep inside me and I suddenly was sporting
quite an erection.  The sleeve on it that held the various wires
and the like looked inflated. I even felt like I was fully inside
Pam.

  "We can now begin, all of the parties are in place and ready."

  And I felt like my dick was being pulled out of Pamela as the 4
dildos retracted from the women, and I felt - and saw - the
return of the dildos to their fullest penetration.

  Another announcement came up in a pause.  "The first woman to
reach climax will be the senior wife in the marital unit.  If you
want the most authority, you should orgasm first."

  It was definately planned that way-  with the way we all were,
we couldn't help but pay attention.

  We all felt the slide out and back in... and this continued at
a nice comfortable pace.  It left me with just enough wits to
look over at the various stats on my right.

  Based on what I was seeing, Kelli was in the lead with Allison
lagging only a little bit, but Toni was catching up.  My heart
sank when I saw that Pam was still way behind.

  I couldn't help but call out, "Pamela, what's wrong?"

  There was now no doubt we could all hear each other with Pam's
reply, "We shouldn't have fucked last week!"

  The mechanical fucking slowed down, and the counselor spoke
again, "So, Pamela, Jack, how often do you have sex with each
other?"

  The machines paused-  I answered "About once a week."

  No motion.

  "Pam, how often do you masturbate?"

  She wasn't answering, but Kelli interrupted with "Just get this
fucking thing going again.  I'm so fucking horny!"

  "Pam?" she was prompted.

  Allison spoke up this time, "Pam, answer him right now or, when
you're the most junior, I'm going to work your ass right off!"

  Toni also spoke up "What she said!  Pam, you really don't want
all of us pissed off at you, now do you?"

  "I don't masturbate.  I've never needed to."

  The machines started moving again- but at a slower pace.

  "Jack, how often do you masturbate?"

  I hesitated to answer, this wasn't something that Pamela would
like to hear.  The machine paused again.  I quickly said "At
least once a day!"

  The machines picked up again, going slowly.

  Kelli moaned and said "Thank you, Jack..."

  All but Pamela thanked me for not taking too long to answer.  I
noticed that Pamela's response scales had lost ground suddenly. 
I realized that the slow rate wasn't advancing any of us;  Only
Pamela, though, had lost any ground.

  The counselor spoke again, to Pam: "Pamela, You need to think
about what's happening here.  I've seldom seen a woman with such
poor sexual response."

  With those words I saw jumps in excitement for Kelli, Allison
and Toni, though Toni's was the biggest jump, and put her just
behind Kelli's level of excitement.

  "So how have you kept Jack so faithful to you?"

  She hesitated.  Within seconds, the machines followed suit.

  Toni screamed this time: "When he asks you something, you
answer him, RIGHT FUCKING AWAY!"

  A small voice... "I was his first.  And only."

  The machines restarted, slowly, again.  As good as this felt it
was awful when it stopped.

  "Pam, were you a virgin?"

  She started to hesitate, but started talking just as the
machine started to pause, "No, I wasn't."

  I hadn't known this.

  "Pam, why do you want to keep him?"

  She didn't hesitate this time.  She was finally progressing in
excitement but the rate left her with almost no way to catch up.
"He's good to me.  He treats me with respect.  He doesn't push me
into having sex."

  "Pam, why did you even file for marriage?"

  "I don't want to lose him."

  I think with her willingness to answer quickly made it possible
for us to work ourselves up towards our orgasms more quickly, so
the machines sped up a bit. I had a ways to go (I'd learned to
delay my climax with Pam since it usually took a while for her to
approach orgasm) but I suddenly saw Kelli and Toni make a mad
dash as their scales suddenly jumped for the finish line.

  The biggest screen in front of me focussed on Kelli's face and
she was suddenly screaming out her climax, straining against the
restraints and, out of nowhere it seemed, I felt myself orgasm- 
though it seemed that I didn't ejaculate despite the extra
sensations running along my dick.

  Suddenly Toni's brown face came into focus as she orgasmed and
I felt the same sensation of a dry orgasm as we rode this
together.  The sensations on my dick must have been gathered from
the women because I hadn't felt anything like that before.

  I looked to the right-hand screen and saw that Pam's excitement
had jumped pretty far along, but, despite the slow pace, Allison
was a shoo-in for third place.

  I noticed that Kelli and Toni were pretty far along on going
for seconds.

  Allison came with a shout of "Yes" and I got another ride.

  The process continued;  Kelli and Toni both came three times
and Allison twice before Pamela was at her peak-  and suddenly
the machine slowed down.

  Despite the dry orgasms, it felt like my balls hurt.  I was
still quite stimulated.

  The screen in front of me went blank, I heard no more sounds
from the women, and the stats on the right-hand screen cleared
for all but Pamela.

  Pam was apparently hovering on the brink when she was told
she'd have to beg for a orgasm.

  The machine continued as she groaned out a "No, I won't."

  "Pam, beg Kelli to let you have an orgasm."

  She shook her head.  "No!"

  The machine continued.  Had I been forgotten?

  I was suddenly surrounded by techs who removed the sleeve from
my erection and I suddenly found Kelli on top of me, impaling
herself on my dick.  She was facing me and she was definately
slamming up and down on me, I was pretty excited by this, as
Kelli hit her fourth orgasm of this process on top of me-  and
this time my own orgasm hit me and I knew it wasn't dry, I was
painting her insides with my semen.  I couldn't help but moan
along with her screams.

  When the techs helped her off of my lap, I found I was still
quite erect as Toni took her place there, and started her own
climb-  and, despite all I had been through, I was climbing with
her, until we spasmed together.

  This was repeated with Allison.  When we were done and Allison
had been helped off, I was being disconnected from the chair.

  The screen came back on with Pamela there, her hair wet,
perspiring, and she yelled at me "You bastard-  you enjoyed
that!"

  I don't know why (or how) my attitude towards her had changed,
but I didn't feel the need to put up with any shit.

  "Pam, beg Kelli to let you come.  I sure as hell don't care
right now."

  There was no question that Pam was thinking this over in her
current state.

  Kelli spoke up, "Pam, what do you want?"

  Pam moaned, "I want to come.  I've got to come."

  "Ask me nicely, OK?"

  "Oh, Kelli, please let me come..."

  "OK, Pam, you shall..."

  And the machine sped up and Pam came like a freight train-  I
had never seen her look like that before-  but the machine
continued as she was in the throes of her own climax-  and I
realized she was being conditioned.

  The machine slowed enough for her to come back from paradise
but picked up again to keep her on the edge.  This time, even
though she'd had a good hard orgasm, she was still quite ready,
on the edge for another one.

  We were led from the room and brought through a shower (Pam had
never liked sharing a shower with me but all three of my "wives"
seemed to) and allowed to dress.  We were brought to a different
office. There was a screen on showing Pamela, looking pretty
ragged, still riding the dildo.

  "Jack, how did you live with her?  We're working on her but it
takes a lot before we can use her own sex drive-  what there is
of it-  as a means of conditioning."

  I shrugged.  "I guess she had the upper hand when she was all I
knew.  I thought that she loved me."

  "She does love you Jack, but desire-  sexual desire-  is
something else."

  We heard something and the volume was turned up;  "...was your
first man?"

  Pamela was gasping out an answer of "My cousin David."

  "And how much do you like giving your boyfriend oral sex?"

  "I don't, it's stupid and demeaning.  He was so wonderful that
he didn't want that..."

  The volume got turned down again.

  "You'll get her back next week when we send all five of you to
orientation.  For now, I want all four of you to sign this;  It's
your marriage acceptance."

  We did so, and we hugged and kissed each other.

  Kelli was listed as senior wife.  Pamela was on the list as
"fluffer" but the signature could wait since she was a
non-reproductive member of the family.

  "Allison, you should be ovulating tomorrow, so we suggest that
you do your best.  We've ensured that you won't be allergic to
his sperm so you should be able to conceive."

  Allison looked at me with shining eyes, then Kelli and Toni,
who each nodded to her.

  "In the meantime, Jack, all of you, start packing up to move
into the same household.  Jack, Allison needs to stay with you
for the rest of the week.  Here's a slip for your work so they
know you'll be out for the next 3 weeks, and one for you,
Allison. Kelli, you and Toni will get the note covering your
honeymoon later this week, Alright?"

  We soon left the facility and returned to my apartment where we
sat around for a bit after putting a late lunch together.

  It was barely after 2PM when Kelli took charge;  "Jack,
Allison, get undressed- here, we want to see you- and go make us
a baby."

  How was I to know they'd laugh at the twin beds in thebedroom?

      - - - more or Finis? - - -



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