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Each fable is separately coded, with cumulative codes at the end to
avoid 
spoilers.  The caution applies to most of them.  As usual, each Dana
Partlow is a different person.

P. Random


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Five Moral Fables
(caution: codes at bottom)
by pseudoRandom

I. Bribery
(mf ff Mf Ff etc, high school)

Dana loved to screw.  She loved it so much, and was so enthusiastic at it, 
most of her partners loved screwing her.  She was so popular a sex 
partner, it was pretty much acknowledged at her school that doing Dana 
didn't count as cheating.  After all, everyone screwed her at some point.

	Because of her popularity, by sophomore year, she'd been co-opted 
by the athletic programs as unofficial mascot and by the cheerleaders as 
their special sextoy.  Dana spent team's practices in the locker rooms, 
getting serially screwed by any member who took a break.  The cheerleaders 
got her before games and competitions, and after the game, the squad gave 
her to the winning team as reward or to the losing team as consolation; 
she was on every away-game bus, riding cocks and dildos in the back seat.  
The one exception was the swim teams -- cheerleaders didn't go to meets.  
Dana did, though -- swimmers, she learned had more sexual stamina than 
anyone else, excepting herself.

	To be allowed to go, Dana of course had to screw all the coaches 
as well, by way of sexual bribes.  Since after-school hours were pretty 
much taken up with the teams, she had to do that during school hours.  
And since that meant she was down in the gym offices a couple times a day, 
Dana decided to just stay in the locker rooms the whole time, screwing 
whoever wanted to skip class and have fun in the showers.  If no one 
wanted to, she went to class -- but there was always someone, usually more 
than one.

	While this made Dana extremely happy, it didn't impress her 
teachers.  She'd already been in trouble with most of them for never 
turning in homework -- it wasn't like she had time to do any -- but 
cutting class was the last straw for most of them.  The only make-up work
Dana could come up with was to offer fucks for grades, or at least, for 
not failing her.  Because she was already pressed for time, she only made 
the offer to the four teachers that mattered the most -- she didn't need 
to fuck Mr. Gomez because she spoke Spanish fluently with Nana and Tata, 
she was already fucking her gym teacher, and she didn't give a fuck about 
math.  All four accepted.

	Scheduling the four was hard -- especially since Dana was never 
free during any practice or game.  Mr. Darling (chemistry) turned out to 
be willing to drive her to school in his van, and they could fuck in the 
back.  Ms Lobewski (art) was willing to fuck her in the supply closet 
during homeroom, because Lobewski didn't have a homeroom class. Mr. Pierce 
(history) supervised study hall fifth period, and they could fuck in a 
back room of the library.  Ms Li (English) turned out to have an 
exhibitionist streak and insisted on fucking Dana in her classroom during 
lunch, because the spice of potentially getting caught turned her on.  
Dana was dubious about that last, but she was desperate and so had to 
agree.

	Fucking her teachers worked for about a month.  Not that Dana and 
Angela Li didn't get caught during that time -- they did, but only by 
other students.  But at the end of that month, they got caught by 
Principal Skinner.

	Fortunately, Skinner was willing to overlook this breach of school 
code, in return for sexual favors from Dana.  Unfortunately, he insisted 
on being added to her regular schedule of bribes -- she had to move her 
ride with Darling a little earlier and meet Skinner in his office to get 
fucked on his desk before school began, then hurry off to meet Lobewski.  
Getting up even earlier than before meant losing more sleep -- just when 
she was up later and later, given the girl's volleyball team AND both 
boy's and girl's swim teams were in the playoffs just then -- but Dana 
thought she could handle it.

	Dana was so exhausted from continual sex and sleep deprivation, it 
took her over a week to realize what was happening.  Now that Skinner knew 
her schedule, he started showing up when she was bribing someone and 
insisting on fucking her in return for overlooking "this infraction."  It 
wouldn't have been so bad if he waited till Dana and the teacher or coach 
was done, but he had a disturbing tendency to interrupt.

	Skinner was, in fact, jealous.  Possessive.  He started showing up 
after games and insisting on taking her.  As in taking her home to his 
apartment.  Which not only cut into her after-game celebrations & 
consolations, but since after already fucking her a couple times in a day, 
it took him a couple hours of strenuous effort to get him to come again -- 
more lost sleep.  If her parents hadn't been too caught up in an
acrimonious divorce (over mutual infidelities) to notice she wasn't with 
the other, Dana didn't know how she would have met Skinner's demands.

	For she was completely in his power -- he had her goat, fucking 
for grades, and he knew she knew it.  He started cutting her off from 
others -- she was his the entire time before school and during lunch, 
forcing her to actually attend classes instead of bribing her teachers.  
Before long, all she had was practices and away journeys and stolen 
moments.

	This was too much for a body conditioned to sexual athletics, 
addicted to sex endorphins, and stressed out by anxiety and insufficient 
sleep.  After two weeks of this, Dana finally broke down during 
cheerleader practice.

	This was, fortunately, exactly the right place.  Not only was the 
squad protective of their pet, they were ones most able to help her -- for 
pound for pound, cheerleaders are the most vicious kids in school; even 
delinquents and dealers stayed out of their way.  Two days later, the 
squad had enough footage on cams and camera phones of Skinner having 
sexual relations with an unwilling and coerced minor to lock him up for 
life as a sex offender.  And since one squad captain was the daughter of 
an assistant DA, the other captain daughter of a superior court judge, 
and another cheerleader daughter of the head of the vice squad, that's 
exactly what happened.

	But while their helping Dana was HER good luck, it was THEIR bad 
luck -- they lost Dana for their pains.  Calling official attention to
Dana's plight meant that Dana got, well, official attention: Child
Protection Services had her out of there faster than a teenage boy could 
jack off.  Dana was pulled from the school where she'd been abused and 
from the family that had neglected her.  She ended up living with a foster 
family and attending a charter school across town.  Except for occasional 
hormone-drenched visits when Dana got too horny to stand it -- and Dana 
had to make them secretly -- her old school's athletes lost their mascot.

	Said visits took place less and less over time -- Dana didn't need 
them as much.  For one thing, Dana's foster family turned out to be 
swingers, and as long as everyone carefully hid this from CPS, they were 
willing to bring Dana in on the fun.  For another, because of her academic 
record -- at least as it existed on paper -- Dana was placed in a magnet 
charter school, surrounding her with brilliant and iconoclastic students 
and teachers, ones willing to indulge her eccentric sexual appetite to the 
limits of their stamina, but who also pushed her to work academically.

	And best of all, she didn't have to bribe her new principal:  He 
was gay.

Moral: Too much of a good thing is a problem, but so is not enough of it.



II. Exclusion
(mh fh etc, herm, high school)

Until Dana Partlow hit puberty, most of her elementary school believed she 
was a boy.  After all, she went to the boy's bathroom and pissed with a 
dick.  Her school records said she was female, but her teachers assumed 
that was a typo -- it wouldn't have been the first screw-up by the 
district.  Only the school nurse knew the truth: Dana was a hermaphrodite 
listed as girl because her mother, forced to mark only one box when she 
registered her child for kindergarten, had flipped a coin -- a 
hermaphrodite who used the boy's room because she preferred a urinal to a 
toilet.  And who wouldn't?

	In part to remind herself of what she was in the face of the rest 
of the school's assumption, Dana thought of herself as a "she."  It didn't 
hurt that this matched her records.

	The summer after graduating from elementary school, Dana rapidly 
developed, growing breasts that needed a B-cup bra by the time she arrived 
at her junior high school.  She grew hips as well, slimmed in the waist, 
and started her periods.  Her penis also grew, and she began getting wet 
dreams.  And because she spent the summer working in the stock room of her 
father's hardware store, her shoulders broadened and her arms built up 
adolescent muscles.

	Her first day of junior high school was also her first day of a 
gym class she had to change for.  When she tried to enter the boy's locker 
room, the teacher took one look at her obvious breasts and her officially 
recorded sex, and sent her over to the girl's locker room -- and then gave 
her detention for arguing.  "Fine," Dana thought as she put on her gym 
clothes, "Whatever.  It's not like I'm not also a girl."

	She was so pissed off, she barely noticed her classmates when 
changing for class.  But a good solid period of vigorous volleyball burned 
through the sullens, so when she changed after class, she was no longer 
too distracted to notice being surrounded by partly clothed, bouncy, 
sweaty girls.  Her penis reacted predictably.  And because her hard-on was 
not small, it was noticed, and Dana got in trouble for the second time 
that period.

	Dana and both gym teachers and the principal and the school nurse 
and Dana's mother spent the next couple hours in full hoopdedoodle.  
Principal Skinner wanted to fine Ms Partlow, or somehow get her in 
trouble, for lying about Dana's sex, but Dana's mother pointed out that a) 
the system wouldn't let her record list both male+female, nor neither -- 
they tried the computer to see -- and b) it was accurate on her medical 
records, and the school district's screw-up wasn't her problem.  When each 
gym teacher tried to exclude Dana from changing in their locker room, on 
the grounds of plumbing, Ms Partlow asked if that meant Dana's gym 
requirement was waved.  When Principal Skinner decreed Dana change in a 
separate room, because she didn't belong in either locker room, Dana asked 
what shower she was supposed to use and Ms Partlow asked what bathroom 
her daughter was supposed to use.  When Skinner pointed out that the only 
bathrooms not marked by gender were in the teacher's lounge and the 
infirmary, one gym teacher -- who happened to be one of the school's union 
reps -- adamantly refused to allow a student in the contractually 
guaranteed sanctuary and the school nurse pointed out she was part-time 
and the infirmary was locked when she wasn't there.

	A fine hoopdedoodle indeed.  Eventually, Skinner allowed Dana to 
use the boy's bathrooms but insisted she change for gym in an empty room 
-- and when Dana asked where she was supposed lock her stuff away, 
switched that to a gym teacher's office (the one who wasn't the union 
rep).

	By which time, Skinner had completely alienated everyone involved 
-- and made one of Dana's teachers her enemy.  Ms Partlow vowed to take 
this sexual discrimination up with the school board.  Dana didn't think 
that would help, so decided to start her own campaign -- directed not at 
Skinner's bosses but his underlings.  She set out to make the principal 
(and anyone who called her neither a boy nor a girl) look ridiculous.

	She did this by dating.  Dana hadn't intended to start to for a 
couple years, not until her body settled down and she figured out how to 
deal with her own sexuality, let alone in combination with someone else's.  
This intention had been strongly encouraged by her family doctor -- almost 
forcibly encouraged, for he refused to prescribe any hormone-based birth 
control, because there was no way to tell how they'd affect her abnormal 
endocrine system.  So Dana invested in a large supply of condoms.

	The key to Dana's strategy was dating both boys and girls.  No 
normal kid could have done this without being branded as openly bisexual 
-- something maybe a popular high school student might have gotten away 
with, but no one in junior high, not in that city.  But here, Dana's 
plumbing helped her.  The way she put it in public was that she was fully 
and completely straight -- a herm who, as either boy and girl, was 
attracted to the other sex.  And she carefully played the role to the 
hilt.  With a boy, no matter how bi he might actually be, sexually she 
played it strictly female; with a girl, she was strictly a boy.  And she 
encouraged her dates to talk about this.

	This ruled out giving oral sex to anyone -- as a gender-nuetral 
act, it risked blurring the line she was drawing -- as well as receiving 
anal sex.  Both of which disappointed her, because, as she discovered, in 
truth she was bisexual for both sexes -- she wanted to kiss and suck and 
lick and fuck every partner in every way, and have the same done to her.  
But she had a role to play, one fun enough even when restricted -- and 
besides, she was young: there'd be time to explore her full sexuality 
later.

	As a result, Dana got the notoriety she desired in a way she could 
handle.  A good number of kids were disturbed by her plumbing -- some even 
called her an abomination to her face, to which she could only reply that 
if they wanted to curse their God for making her this way, they could go 
right ahead, but she personally didn't want to go to Hell for that.  But 
even this helped her, for the conservative Christians took her line at 
face value and disseminated it further.  And in truth, Dana didn't need to 
screw the Jesus Freaks -- she had enough potential partners without them, 
kids of both sexes curious enough to have sex with her, or even turned on 
by the idea of screwing a shemale.  A couple of the latter became regular 
sex partners, and her two best friends, Tara and Josh, pressured her to 
have a threesome with them.  Which was very tempting indeed, but until 
she'd carried her point with Skinner, she didn't dare.

	So by the time Ms Partlow got the school board to consider Dana's 
situation -- she had to rattle a lawyer at them to get her daughter on the 
agenda -- the entire school knew, as part of common knowledge, that Dana 
was either boy or girl, depending on situation.  That she got erect around 
girls she liked and wet around boys she liked.  That the principal and gym 
teachers were idiots -- bigoted, intolerant ones, given how friendly and 
sweet and willing to put out Dana was.  The Partlows and their lawyer were 
able to use this.

	When they got their hearing, they called three witnesses -- a 
student, a teacher, and the school nurse -- and asked one question: "What 
is Dana's sex?"  All three said "Both" in a tone of voice that said "Duh."  
Tara, the student, even did say "Duh."  The teacher, who was the school's 
other union rep, added a long description of how idiotic the principal was 
making the school look.  The nurse merely talked about the nature of being 
hermaphroditic.  The lawyer summed up with a cogent homily on sexual 
discrimination.

	Skinner, who had thought from the board's stonewalling that they 
fully supported him, didn't know what hit him.  He got a reprimand and an 
order to provide Miss Partlow with equal access to school facilities under 
law.  When he asked how he was supposed to do that, he was told that 
that's what he was paid to figure out.  The lawyer pointed out that 
letting the student in question choose which locker room to use would be 
an acceptable compromise.  When Skinner protested that putting an admitted 
partial girl in the boy's locker room was setting up the potential for 
sexual misbehavior, he was told by the president of the school board to 
drop it, and any actual sexual misbehavior could and should be punished if 
and when it happens -- idiot.  That last word being all-too-audibly 
muttered under her breath.

	And that's how Dana got what she wanted -- to change for gym with 
the girls (because an erection in the boy's locker room would be too 
embarrassing), to piss with the boys (because urinals were too convenient 
to give up), and to have sex with as many boys and girls as she wanted, in 
as many ways as she wanted.  And on those afternoons and nights when she 
had no dates, there was always balling with Tara and Josh.  For once she'd 
carried her point, she quietly relaxed her rule about acting strictly 
straight.  Not that anyone noticed, except those who had gay or bisexual 
sex with her -- once everyone knows something, it's all but impossible to 
change a myth with mere facts.

Moral: In a binary society, it's better to be a union of the whole than 
the excluded middle.



III. Jealousy
(mf mm mFm Mf, inc, prostitution)

When the Partlow family left for a week in Puerto Vallarta, they needed 
the vacation.  Mike and Dana were teenagers who acted their ages, and 
their parents, Jim and Tina, were short-tempered at them in turn.  All 
four were tired, stressed, crabby, and desperate to get away, even if it 
meant being cooped up in a hotel suite with the others.

	The root cause of their problems was not so much hormones but 
envy.  Or maybe I mean jealousy -- it's hard to tell the difference 
sometimes.  For example, as far as Tina could tell, for the past year Mike 
had a new girlfriend every week -- he'd screw her for a handful of days, 
then get tired of her and break up, only to find another victim of his 
(admittedly strong) charm.  Tina couldn't stand the way her son treated 
those girls.  For Jim's part, he simply had trouble dealing with the fact 
that Daddy's Little Girl had grown up -- that Dana was interested in 
boys.  Which I guess would be envy.

	Fortunately for the family's mental health, the Partlows -- unlike 
most Americans in Mexico -- weren't trapped in the hotel by a language 
barrier.  Tina was chicana, and Nana and Tata had made sure their 
grandchildren hadn't forgotten their mother tongue, and since most of 
Jim's employees were Hispanic, he had to speak Spanish pretty well.  So as 
soon as they settled in, the Partlows left their rooms -- the parents to 
laze on the beach, the children to prowl the city streets for kids their 
own age to hook up with.

	After only two hours, Dana found the perfect boy.  Juan was pretty 
enough to be a girl, and traded on this as a boy prostitute.  But he was 
as willing to screw a se�orita as a se�or, once she showed him the color 
of her money -- and since the color was green, more than willing to go 
back to her rooms.  This might seem a dangerous thing to do, but Dana knew 
none of her family was likely to return there any time soon.  Secretly, 
however, she wouldn't have minded if Daddy caught her with a boy -- 
certainly, it'd show him she really was grown up.  As for her mother, she 
didn't fucking care.

	Universal irony being what it is, Dana was indeed caught screwing 
Juan -- by her brother.  Mike came back to their suite a little cranky, 
having struck out with every girl he'd talked up -- for it turned out that 
knowing the local language doesn't mean you know the local courtship 
rituals.  He was cranky enough he threatened to tell on his little sister, 
just to see her squirm.

	Now Juan knew, as a professional, when a man was attracted to him, 
whether it was for his boy's body or girlish looks, and used to drawing 
out men who were repressing their attraction to him.  Before the 
conversation (or argument, if you prefer) got very far, he stood up, 
stretched languidly, walked over to Mike, and -- much to Dana's surprise 
-- kissed him.  Mike -- much to his own surprise -- found himself kissing 
the cute boy back.  Though Dana was initially inclined to jealousy, she 
knew a strategic situation when she saw one and let the boys get it on -- 
besides, a gay male sex show was, like, OMG HOT.  Within ten minutes, Juan 
was once again getting it on with a Partlow kid, this time with the other 
one jilling herself off as she watched.

	Over the next hour, both Partlow kids learned a lot about gay male 
sex.  Right as Mike was almost ready to come for the second time, Tina 
walked through the door.

	Tina had been sunning herself by the hotel cabana, watching the 
pool boys with increasing regret.  The way they hustled girls (and older 
women), they obviously knew how to treat a lady right -- unlike her son.  
And somewhat to her discontent, none of them offered to treat HER right -- 
not that she would have taken them up on it, she was faithful to Jim.  
(This was because the pool boys had seen Jim escort her to her lounge and 
were expecting him to return to his se�ora any moment.)  But still, it was 
nice to be appreciated.

	So envious of the other women and discontented with her lot, she 
came back to the hotel room to find her son screwing a boy -- one even 
prettier than the pool boys.  So she did the obvious and freaked.  
Generations of high-strung Latin family eruptions poured out of her, 
berating in equal parts the Perverted Son, the Sluttish Daughter, and the 
Corrupting Influence.  Or at least initially equal -- gradually Tina's 
focus became Mike, the ungrateful boy, the wretch with no consideration 
for his mother's broken heart.

	Once again, Juan saved the day.  He was used to la sposa coming in 
all jealous, so while the madre doing it was new to him, he knew what to 
do.  In a pause to take breath, Juan was upon her, kissing her in his best 
gentlemanly away.

	Tina was swept away.  Not only was Juan prettier than the pool 
boys, he was even better at it than she'd imagined they would be.  She 
tumbled to Juan -- hard.

	As Juan screwed her, Mike and Dana had themselves another sex 
show, one even better than Mike and Juan had been.  For not only was Juan 
pretty and good as his job, but Tina was both hot -- all Mike's friends 
called her a fox -- and hot-blooded.  Her children jacked and jilled off, 
respectively, to their mother's wanton screwing.  It was so hot, it was a 
pity they couldn't get involved.  Except --

	When Tina rolled Juan over and began riding his cock, the name she 
was chanting was not Jim, not Juan -- it was Mike.

	Which was, like, too fucking hot for Mike to take.  Lubricating 
himself with hotel bath oil, he got behind her, put his cock under her 
asshole, and let her impale herself on it.  Tina screamed, both orgasm and 
pain.  Mike was experienced enough with girls to know what that meant -- 
he worked deeper inside her and began to fuck her with a will.

	He and Tina and Juan worked their way to a mutual rhythm, getting 
so into the feeling of two cocks inside her, rubbing past each other, they 
didn't notice Jim's return.  Which meant it was up to Dana to save the day 
alone.

	Jim had been walking the boardwalk, watching the pretty se�oritas 
and getting more and more irritable.  Every girl that propositioned him 
was both desirable but not as pretty as Dana.  It torqued him to be 
thinking of his daughter that way, but he was man enough to face up the 
fact at last -- he was jealous of his daughter and her boys.  Which was 
sick, but now that he was no longer in denial, he could work on getting 
past it.  Though given he wasn't up to screwing a girl who wasn't Dana, he 
had a ways to go.

	Jim already had an erection when he came back to the hotel suite.  
Seeing his wife getting wildly fucked by his son and a younger boy only 
made it rock hard.  Seeing Dana naked, flushed, and sweaty -- and 
obviously hornier than a cage of minks -- made him hair-trigger.

	Before he could do anything, Dana had tackled him, gotten out his 
cock, and straddled it.  Five seconds later -- he was that hair-trigger -- 
he was spurting deep inside her.

	Dana came too -- her father's cock was (OMG!) the largest she'd 
ever screwed, and she'd already been the horniest she'd ever been in her 
life.  Not that coming once was enough.  Fortunately, Jim knew better than 
to stop there.  He rolled her over and, never taking his cock out, screwed 
her on the carpet.  Then picked her up and screwed her doggie style on the 
bed.

	If this was what it meant to be Daddy's Little Girl, Dana was all 
his.

	For two days, none of the five left the suite.  Jim screwed Dana 
six ways to Sunday while Mike and Juan alternated on Tina -- or did her 
together.  Which was good fun, as far as Tina was concerned, but after two 
days, she decided she wanted her son to herself -- less chafing that way.  
So she dismissed Juan with his full fee for the time plus a fat tip (one 
added to by Dana and Mike) and took Mike back to bed.  For the rest of the 
week, between a horny teenage boy and a man with a couple years of 
frustrations to purge, the only sex-free time in the suite was when all 
four were asleep.

	The Partlows returned home a changed family.  Mike never dated 
another girl till he left for college (though he did sometimes share his 
fox of a mother with friends) and Dana never teased her Daddy by flirting 
with a boy in front of him -- she'd screw him secretly instead, because 
for all she was Daddy's Little Girl again, she really was grown up.

	As for Juan, his extra-large payment allowed him to start a 
nest-egg, one that eventually grew large enough to put him through the 
Universidad.  He majored in chemistry, where he was taught something he'd 
already learned from experience, namely --

Moral: Some reactions, even strong ones, require a catalyst to get 
started.



IV. Revenge
(Mf Mg, exhib, voy, best, ped, child porn)

At 38, Jim Partlow was a successful kennel owner and breeder with 
pedophilia.  At 12, Tara Partlow was obsessed with fucking men her 
father's age -- aching to marry one, but unable to because she was too 
young to do so in their state, even with parental permission.  At 14, her 
sister Dana was a compulsive zoophile old enough to legally marry, and 
perfectly willing to let Tara take her place in her marriage bed as long 
as she could stay the night in the kennel, getting gang-banged by canines.  
At 40, Hank Hansen was a bastard willing to sign a consent form for Dana's 
marriage license in return for a few thousand dollars, and for another 
couple grand, sign over guardianship of Tara as well.

	It ought to have been a perfect perverted situation.  There was 
one problem.

	At 19, Kiki Partlow was Jim's ex-wife, divorced after seven years 
of marriage (5 of them legal) because she'd gotten too old for his tastes.  
Kiki was distinctly NOT happy, and was out for revenge.

	Jim had a blind spot when it came to Kiki.  Because her 
predecessor had willingly and happily walked away when he dumped her for 
Kiki, he assumed Kiki wouldn't be a problem either.  He was even willing 
to let Kiki sleep in the spare bedroom, "just until she gets her life 
together."  And since Jim himself had no sense of personal privacy, he 
didn't care that she wandered in and out of his bedroom, even when he was 
fucking his sister-in-law.  Tara didn't care either:  She'd taken Jim away 
from that creepy bitch fair and square -- let her watch me fuck all she 
wants.

	Which is how, thanks to the magic of phonecams and other miniature 
surveillance equipment, Kiki filmed nearly 50 hours of footage of Jim 
fucking Tara without him noticing.  She also got even more footage of Tara 
fucking other men -- the girl had several regulars, including the mailman, 
the gas meter reader, the neighborhood beat cop, and their five closest 
neighbors.  Plus nearly limitless takes of Dana out in the pens.  Enough 
evidence to put her bastard ex-husband away for life on sex offenses.

	Because Jim and Tara didn't care, it was up to Dana to realize 
what Kiki was up to.  Unlike her younger sister, she was in no way an 
exhibitionist, didn't want to screw her pooches while someone watched, and 
definitely didn't like having her perversions captured for posterity.  
Kiki had to start filming each session in secret, or wait until Dana's 
second or third dog -- after that point, Dana was too deeply into it to 
notice, or if she did, to care.

	The day before Kiki was finally ready to take her evidence to the 
police, Dana caught Kiki at peeping her one time too many.  Dana searched 
her husband's ex's room to find out what was up.  When she found on Kiki's 
computer the evidence stash and her draft cover letter, Dana knew they had 
to act -- fast.  And since Jim wasn't there and Tara was busy getting 
plumbed by the plumber, she had to save the day by herself.

	Dana filched copies of the three best movies of herself and the 
dogs and went down to the courthouse.  There, she met with Judge Lee, the 
justice of the peace who'd married her off to Jim knowing full well what a 
bastard Jim was and what Dana's kinks were, nearly creaming in his robes 
at the thought the whole time.  In return for her bestial flicks, His 
Honor was perfectly happy to issue a warrant for Kiki Partlow on the 
charge of making and possessing child pornography with intent to 
distribute it.  He was even willing to fudge the record to have it show 
that Tara was Jim's lawfully wedded wife, and so it was legal for him to 
screw her -- Jim and Dana and Tara, of course, had to give affidavits that 
they hadn't consented to the filming and in any case the latter two 
weren't of age to consent.  All this was enough for the Feds to go after 
the mailman, plumber, meter reader, and neighbors for statutory rape, but 
leave Jim alone.  (The cop, of course, got off.)

	And as for Kiki, she was locked up for life.

	Since per the records, Dana was no longer married to Jim, she 
decided to move out -- and in with Judge Lee.  Who bought her favorite 
sexual partners from Partlow Kennels and got to watch her screw the 
pooches to his heart's content.

Moral: Evidence cuts both ways.



V. Miscegenation
(beast fable)

Once a vixen in heat met a lone wolf in the woods.  She hadn't found a 
good fox all day and was feeling pretty horny, which made the wolf look 
pretty good.  So even though she knew she wasn't supposed to mate with 
another species, she decided to do it with him.  As for the wolf, he 
wasn't about to turn down free sex.

	Both were pleasantly surprised.  The wolf discovered that vixens 
mate for minutes, instead of seconds like bitches -- and it was real 
turn-on to not have the bitch under you say, "Aren't you done yet?" when 
you've barely gotten started.  The vixen, in turn, was quite taken by his 
size and strength, and by the energy his enthusiasm gave him.  When they 
were done, they did it again several more times before parting.

	When the other foxes and wolves found out what the two had done, 
the wolf was cast out of his pack and the vixen shunned out of her den.  
Since they had no one else, they married each other.  Their children had 
the lean build and bushy tail of their mother, the silver-to-russet fur 
and long legs of their father, and the vicious cleverness of both.  And 
that's how the first coyotes came into the world.

Moral: Sometimes forbidden acts create something new.


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Cumulative codes: MFmfhg in almost every combination, herm, inc, best, 
exhib, voy, ped, child porn, prostitution, high school, beast fable
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