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	This is a work of erotic fiction.  Gynotopia is an imaginary island 
where the primary activity is sex.  It is a society dominated by men. 
Girls begin having sex right after their first period.  If these ideas 
offend you, please stop reading now and delete this story.
	The attitudes and actions expressed in this story do not in any way 
reflect the author's opinions on women.  Additionally the author is 
completely against sexual exploitation of all children.  He does however 
support the idea of erotic fiction involving children.  No children are 
hurt or exploited by mere words.
	Please visit http://documents.espana2000.com/ for more information.


This story contains references to: menstruation, childbirth, 
gynecological exams, and children having sex.

Sunday, April 29, 2007 5:54 PM

	Stephanie wiped herself and inspected the toilet paper.
	"Great!"  She dropped the toilet paper into the bowl.  "Dammit!"
	She washed her hands then walked into her bedroom and slipped on some 
sandals.  She walked out the front door of her hut and made it two huts 
down then remembered.  She spun around and jogged back to her hut.  She 
went back into her bedroom and grabbed a pair of peach-colored panties. 
  She ran back out, but slowed down to a walk about the same place where 
she turned around before.  She had finally caught her breath by the time 
she reached her pussy doctor's office.  She let herself in.  Like most 
doctor's offices in Gynotopia, Dr. Jim had three examination tables in 
the same area as the waiting room.  The large room was something of a 
social gathering place for all of Dr. Jim's patients.  He was the lone 
pussy doctor in the Village of Cervix.  Stephanie listened, but didn't 
hear anyone.
	"Dr. Jim?"
	No sound.
	"Hello, Dr. Jim?  Are you here?"
	Stephanie heard soft footsteps.  Dr. Jim walked out into the main room. 
  He was a young doctor, but very capable.
	"Hi Stephanie."
	"Hi Doctor.  I'm sorry to bother you, but could I PLEASE have a 
maxi-pad?  I just got my period and I don't think I can make it to the 
nearest menstruation station in time.  It snuck on me, it was early."
	Legally girls were not allowed to possess feminine hygiene products 
other than ones they were currently wearing.  However pussy doctors 
could "prescribe" a small number, usually two or three to their 
patients.  They had to return the used products to their pussy doctor 
which meant carrying them around if necessary.  Otherwise girls were 
expected to change at the various menstruation stations on the island.
	Dr. Jim looked at Stephanie.  She was blossoming well.  She had 
strawberry blonde hair.  She was wearing a white, sleeveless blouse 
button at the navel.  Her two pert breasts sprang out of the open top of 
her blouse.  She had nothing else on except for her sandals.  While many 
girls lately were shaving their pubic hairs, she maintained a closely 
cropped bush, the hair slightly darker than the hair on her head.
	"Sure, why don't you come to one of the rooms in the back."
	While most examinations took place in the common area, Dr. Jim did have 
private examination rooms in the back.  He used these when he wanted 
more privacy with a patient.  Dr. Jim opened the door for her.  She 
walked in and he followed and closed the door behind them.  She 
instinctively removed her blouse, slipped off her sandals, and climbed 
onto the examination table.  She placed her feet in the stirrups and 
looked at Dr. Jim.
	Dr. Jim's attention was focused on the computer monitor next to 
Stephanie.  Everyone in Gynotopia had a small RFID device implanted.  It 
was actually closer to being a small computer.  It could detect subtle 
changes in a girl's hormones and report when her period had begun, when 
she ovulating, when she was pregnant, and even if she was having sex and 
having an orgasm.  The island's engineers had worked so hard on this 
that it worked with amazing accuracy.  Usually the computer knew a 
girl's period had started before she knew it.
	The screen confirmed her period had started 74 minutes ago.  It took a 
while for the blood to drain out of her body and for her to detect it 
and get to the doctor's office.
	"This is your 50th period."
	"Yippee!", Stephanie said in a slightly sarcastic tone.
	A girl's age was measured from the date she first got her period.  She 
first got her period less that six years ago and had been pregnant twice.
	Jim looked at his monitor some more.  "You know, it's about time you 
had another baby."
	Stephanie sighed.
	Girls were considered to have four purposes in life: sexual pleasure of 
men, having babies, sexual pleasure of other girls, and sexual pleasure 
of self.  Girls earned money primarily by having babies.  Once they had 
their first baby they could get a job.  But the pay was only a fraction 
they received for childbirth, however it did increase with every baby 
they delivered.
	"It's been over a year since your last delivery."
	"I know."  Stephanie paused briefly.  "I just hate being pregnant and 
hate giving birth."
	Jim nodded.  "It's what your body was design to do.  That's its purpose."
	Stephanie thought about asking him to pass a watermelon through his 
asshole to see it felt, but declined.  She loved Dr. Jim.  She just 
hated childbirth.
	Jim sat on a stool and wheeled himself before Stephanie so he could 
examine her.  He placed a thermometer into her vagina then placed two 
fingers against her groin to measure her femoral pulse.  Some pussy 
doctors had started using automated equipment that would load this 
information into the computer.  Jim was more of a hands-on doctor.  He 
wheeled around and took her blood pressure.  Everything was normal.  He 
recorded the information into the computer.  He stood and started 
examining her breasts.
	"Do you have any breast tenderness?"
	The pressing was uncomfortable.  In fact it sort of hurt.
	"Yeah."
	Jim moved down and started palpating her abdomen around her ovaries and 
uterus.
	"Any discomfort or cramping?"
	Stephanie had relatively easy periods.  She sometimes cramped, but 
usually not.
	"No, but that makes me feel like I have to pee."
	Jim stopped palpating then moved back to the stool and removed the 
thermometer.  Her temperature was normal.  He licked the thermometer 
clean and set it down.  He looked at her vulva.  Blood was visible at 
the entrance to her vagina.  He placed two fingers inside of Stephanie. 
  She gasped.  Everything felt normal.  He withdrew his hand and reached 
for a speculum.  He inserted it, rotated it, opened it, and locked it 
into place.
	"I can see blood flowing out of your cervix."
	Stephanie wasn't sure what else to say, so she said "Thanks."
	Jim removed the speculum and set it down.  He rolled closer to her and 
started to kiss her vulva.  Stephanie knew what was coming and quickly 
became aroused.  She loved sex while she was in the stirrups.  Some 
girls hated it, but she enjoyed the vulnerable feeling of being in the 
gyno chair.  Jim moved his tongue over her inner lips and clitoris.  It 
felt so good.
	Jim continued licking and finger fucking her.  He would every few 
minutes run his hands up her body, rub her breasts, and tweak her 
nipples.  It hurt, but hurt in a good way.  A very good way.  She 
orgasmed hard.  Jim had his fingers inside of her and could feel her 
rhythmic spams.  Jim slid off his pants and pressed his body against 
hers, but not yet penetrating her.  He held his bloody fingers against 
her face.  She willingly licked her own blood off.  Jim pulled back to 
position his dick and slid it into her.  She sucked his fingers as he 
slid himself back and forth inside of her.  He pulled his hand free and 
started kneading her breasts.  Soon Jim came inside of her.
	"Thank you.", she whispered.
	Jim sat back down on his stool, patted the side of Stephanie's ass and 
said, "You were great."
	"So were you."
	Jim pulled out a wet wipe and started to clean Stephanie up.  The wipe 
felt cold, but it wasn't too bad.
	"Have you eaten dinner yet?"
	"No."
	Jim threw the wet wipe away.  "Want to join me?"
	"Sure."
	Jim helped Stephanie out of the stirrups and off the examination table. 
  He handed Stephanie her shirt.  Under it was her panties.  He reached 
into a drawer and pulled out a large maxi-pad.  He removed the backing 
and placed it inside her panties.  He helped her into the panties then 
pressed the pad firmly into her crotch.
	"How's that feel?"
	"As good as a pad can feel."
	Jim slipped his clothes back on.  His dick was still bloody.  He didn't 
seem to care.  Stephanie checked herself in the mirror and they both left.
	The restaurant wasn't crowded.  Food was generally free on the island. 
  The government did exercise the right to restrict food if a person was 
eating too much or getting fat.  All food was produced on the island. 
Since space was limited they had no room for animal agriculture.  The 
entire island had a vegetarian diet.  Some would eat placentas when 
available and human breast milk was a delicacy, but other than that 
everything was of plant origin.  This particular restaurant was not open 
to unescorted girls.  She had to be with a man.  These restaurants 
tended to be of higher quality and the man had to pay a token fee for 
the food.
	"So why don't you want to get pregnant again?"
	Stephanie sipped her orange juice.  "I don't know.  I just don't like it."
	"You're running low on money.  Remember, you don't get paid until the 
baby is born and if you don't carry it to term, you'll get nothing."
	"I know."  Stephanie took another sip.  "It's okay at first, but I 
don't like feeling fat.  And I really hate the labor and delivery.  It 
really hurts."
	Jim popped the last bite of rice into his mouth.  "It gets easier with 
every baby.  And besides, it's what your body was made to do."
	Stephanie hated hearing that.  It was true, but seemed so cold.
	A girl approached the table and asked, "Would you like a blow job?"
	Stephanie was a little taken aback by this girl.  While relationships 
were strictly forbidden, so no man was every dedicated to one girl, most 
didn't try to move in on a man who was already with someone.
	Jim smiled.  "Yeah, sure.  But her first.", he said pointing to Stephanie.
	The girl ducked under the table.
	"What's going on?"
	"First take off your panties."
	Stephanie hesitated, then removed them.  She placed them on the table, 
then saw her pad, so she moved it to her lap.  Jim picked up her panties 
and put them back on the table.
	"You can put them here."
	The girl pulled Stephanie's legs and began licking.  She made a slight 
gagging sound, pulled away, then resumed licking.
	"Who is she?"
	"We have girls who still menstruate, but can no longer have babies. 
They eventually become destitute.  We allow them to pedal sex for a 
little bit of money."
	"Why would anyone pay money for sex?"
	It was a good question actually.  With limited exceptions any girl or 
man could have sex with any girl at any time.
	"I don't like the idea.  But it's degrading for these girls to have to 
ask men to pay for sex.  It's intended to punish them for not being able 
to have babies."
	"I'd better not end up like that!"
	"You're getting eaten out.  You need to relax and enjoy it."
	Stephanie leaned over to Jim.  The girl pulled away.  "I think she's 
grossed out by my period.  She keeps gagging."
	Jim playfully pushed her back.  "Lie back and think about me."
	At first it just wasn't working.  While having sex in public was 
considered normal behavior, Stephanie was just having trouble getting 
turned on.  Jim reached over and started fondling her breasts, squeezing 
them, and tweaking her nipples.  That helped.  She thought about faking 
her orgasm, but instead started pressing into the girl's tongue.  Jim 
rubbed and twisted harder.  Her orgasm wasn't intense, but it came in 
waves and lasted nearly a minute.  The girl pulled away.  Jim put his 
shorts and underwear on the table.  Stephanie slipped her panties back 
on.  The girl went down in Jim, but tasted the dried blood and gagged 
then started with dry heaves.  She stuck her head up, took several deep 
breaths, then went back down on Jim.  Between playing with Stephanie's 
tits and knowing her period was making the girl gag, he came fairly 
quickly.  The girl was good.  When your livelihood depended on good blow 
jobs, you perfected them.
	The girl stood up and faced first Stephanie, then Jim, and thanked them 
for the opportunity to pleasure them.  Stephanie smiled and Jim 
dismissed her.
	"Aren't you going to pay her?"
	"They add it to my bill here."
	"How much did that cost?"
	"I can pay her anything I want.  The restaurant gets a cut.  Was yours 
good?"
	"Well, yeah?  I mean, not as good as when you do it."
	"Seriously, did she do it for you?"
	"Well, it wasn't until you played with my breasts that I got turned on."
	"Okay.  I'll pay her 7 cunts for yours and 10 for mine."
	"That's it?"
	"How much should I pay her?"
	"I don't know.  I mean, I get so much more for having a baby."
	"Which is why you should have more!"
	"I had to bring it up."
	"You did."  Jim paused.  "Ready to go?"
	"Yeah."
	The two stood up.  Jim slipped his clothes back on.  Stephanie adjusted 
her pad.  The sticky backing caught some hair.
	The pair walked slowly back to Jim's clinic.  Every village had at 
least one pussy doctor and every girl was assigned to a single pussy 
doctor.  The Village of Cervix was still quite small, so Jim was the 
only pussy doctor needed.  Since it was so small and distant it was 
quite a walk back.  Also the village lacked a menstruation station 
meaning the girls had to rely more on their pussy doctor for their 
menstrual products.  They arrived back at Jim's.
	"Thank you, Dr. Jim, dinner was wonderful."
	"I enjoyed the company.  Why don't you spend the night?"
	"I'd love to!"
	Stephanie walked past the examination tables in the main area.  She had 
been examined many times on those tables.  Jim's apartment was upstairs. 
  She followed him up.  He had a nice living area.  Windows looked over 
the examination and waiting areas.  Stephanie was staring out the window 
when Jim walked over to her.  He unfastened the lone button and opened 
her shirt.  He slid his arms up moving the blouse off of Stephanie's 
shoulders.  She relaxed her shoulders and let it drop.  Jim embraced her.
	"I think your period is so sexy."
	Stephanie knew Jim liked periods.  Men seemed to fall into three camps. 
  Those who thought it was disgusting.  Those who were indifferent.  And 
those who loved menstruation.  The girls usually called those men 
"vampires".  Girls tended to prefer the middle-of-the-road men.  They 
didn't like hearing their bodies were disgusting, but didn't always like 
men all over them during that time of the month.  Stephanie really 
didn't mind.  In fact she at times loved it.
	"You make me feel sexy."
	Jim kissed her neck and whispered in her ear.  "Think you can handle a 
third orgasm?"
	She returned a kiss and said, "I just want you to fuck me."
	Jim picked Stephanie off her feet and carried her into his bedroom. 
With one hand he ripped the covers off the bed and set Stephanie down. 
In one fluid motion he pulled her panties off and tossed them onto the 
far side of the bed.  He stripped off his clothes and climbed on top of 
Stephanie wasting no time to penetrate her.  Stephanie pressed her hips 
into him so to take every last millimeter of his cock.  She clawed his 
ass.  When he kissed her she'd bite his lips and chin in rages of 
passion.  Before she knew it she felt his body tighten and could feel 
him pulsating inside of her.
	Jim climbed off of her and held her.
	"That was so good."
	She kissed his chest.
	"That's what I'm here for."
	Stephanie repositioned herself and an embarrassing sound came out her.
	"Sorry.  That was my pussy.  It wasn't a fart."
	Jim patted her stomach.
	"Don't worry about it."
	"But I do sort of have to... you know..."
	"You can do that.  How about I run a bath for you too."
	Girls only had showers in their huts.  A bath was a rare treat.
	"Okay."
	The two walked into the spacious bathroom.  Stephanie sat on the toilet 
while Jim started the water in an enormous tub.  She peed, then the shit 
came out.  She was a little runny.  Normal with her period.  She wiped 
up, flushed, and washed her hands.  She looked inside the tub.  It was 
contoured.  Jim helped her into it.  It was very comfortable.  Jim let 
her soak for a few minutes.  He disappeared back into his bedroom.  He 
returned a few minutes later.
	"How are you doing?"
	"Great.  I love this tub."
	"Lean back, I'll wash your hair."
	The tub had a small sink that allowed girls to lean back and have their 
hair washed.  Stephanie let out with a soft moan as Jim massaged her 
scalp.  He rinsed her hair and had her sit back up.
	"Want me to turn on the jets?"
	"Sure."
	Jim turned some knobs and pushed a couple of buttons.  Small pulsating 
streams came out of the tub.
	"This feels so good."
	Jim smiled and turned another knob.
	"Wow!"
	Jim turned it up a little more.  A pulsating jet was pleasuring 
Stephanie.  She turned her body slightly because the sensation was 
almost too much.  Jim had a soaped washcloth in hand and started bathing 
her.  He started with her shoulder then quickly moved to her breasts. 
Next came her arms and her back.  Jim went to the other end of the tub 
and washed her feet and worked his way up her body.  He gently washed 
her crotch, but quickly let the washcloth float away and started 
fingering her.  With his free hand he adjusted a knob causing the jet 
that had been hitting her clit to instead hit her ass.  The 
unexpectedness of this coupled with Jim's fingers triggered an intense 
orgasm.  It hit so hard she lost control of her bladder and squirted pee 
into the water.  She was certain Jim felt the sudden warmness on his 
hand.  But he didn't say anything.
	Jim helped Stephanie out of the tub.  He grabbed one towel and used it 
to dry her hair.  He tied it off in a turban and took another towel and 
dried off her body.  Once her body was dry he folded the towel a couple 
of times, placed it on a stool and invited her to sit.  She obliged.  He 
removed the towel from her head and started drying her hair with a hair 
dryer.  Electric hair dryers were another luxury item.  Probably another 
reason for her to have another baby so she could afford one.  Jim 
brushed as he dried.  Before her hair was completely dry he braided her 
hair into two pigtails.  Jim looked at her in the mirror.  She was so 
cute.  The braids and her freckles made her look 5 years younger.
	Jim offered his hand and helped Stephanie stand up.  She saw the small 
spot on the towel.  She hugged Jim and looked in his eye.  "May I have a 
tampon?"
	Jim looked at her back.
	"No."
	She wasn't expecting that answer.
	"A pad?"
	Jim shook his head "no".
	She gave him a look, a look that said, "Hey you silly man, have you 
forgotten I am bleeding?"
	Reading her mind he said, "I really don't care if you get blood 
everywhere."  Jim gave her a quick peck and they walked out into his 
bedroom.
	While Jim folded back the sheets Stephanie watched the television 
screen.  He had a large, flat-screen television on the wall.  No girl 
owned anything like this.  She could deliver 100 babies and still not 
have enough money.  The screen was composed of several smaller screens 
each showing a different view of Stacey.  A lot of people confused 
Stephanie and Stacey.  They were close to the same age, had similar 
features, and similar names.  The only difference right now was Stacey 
was in advanced stages of labor.
	Stephanie knew her hut was full of cameras and microphones.  The 
government didn't take any great strides to hide the fact girls were 
continually monitored.  But she had never seen the other side of the camera.
	The center part of the screen was the largest and held a close up view 
of her vulva.  On either side of that were images of her face, a side 
view, views from the ceiling showing her entire body and zoomed in on 
her groin area, a zoomed out version of the crotch shot, and a behind 
the shoulder shot.  The surround sound captured her breathing, grunts, 
and moans.
	All births in Gynotopia were unassisted.  The legend behind this was 
men would have gang sex with a girl while she was birthing often with 
disastrous results.  The government solved the issue by making it 
illegal to touch any girl between her water breaking and her delivering 
the placenta.  Most doubt this rationale, but the law still stands.  If 
a girl needs intervention only her pussy doctor can help.  She receives 
no money for an assisted delivery and may even owe money for the medical 
costs.
	Jim sat on the bed behind Stephanie, grabbed her by the waist and 
pulled her on top of him on the bed.  She had become lost in thought 
watching Stacey.
	"You think you have bad deliveries.  Her water broke at 10:30 this 
morning."
	Stephanie instinctively looked at the clock and saw it was 12:02, two 
minutes past midnight.
	"I would just die."
	"She has never had an easy delivery.  But she's younger than you both 
in menstrual age and real age.  And this is her fifth baby."
	Stephanie pulled Jim's hand so as to wrap her body with his arm.
	"She's crowning, the baby is about to come out."
	Stephanie could see the baby's head emerging.  Her pussy ached in sympathy.
	"Do you watch all births like this?"
	"I try to.  Sometimes a girl goes into labor and delivers the baby 
before I can watch.  I try to monitor progress.  All of this is 
recorded.  If you'd like we could watch your two deliveries."
	"No thanks."
	"Look, look, here it comes."
	A grunt followed by a loud scream filled with room followed by sobbing. 
  Stacey sat on the floor spread eagle holding a newborn boy in her 
arms.  She brought the baby to her chest and held him.  She then 
remember she needed to suction his nose and throat.  She reached over, 
got the bulb, and suctioned him.  He started to cry and pink up.  She 
lied him face down on her belly, put her hands over her face, and sobbed.
	"This is why I don't like getting pregnant!"
	The room was filled with the sounds of a screaming baby, so Jim pressed 
the mute button on the remote.  The two spooned while watching Stacey 
recover her wits, cut the cord, and deliver the placenta.  Once that was 
done he turned off the television.  Stephanie was half asleep.
	Jim turned off the light.  Stephanie turned and snuggled into him.  He 
felt really good.  Jim lightly drew on her ass with his finger.  He let 
his hand stray and began stroking her clit.  After a couple of minute 
she spoke.
	"Haven't you had enough of me today?"
	"It's after midnight.  It's a new day."
	She reached down and felt his cock.  His was rock hard.  "Good grief."
	Jim rubbed her harder and let his fingers slide into her.  Despite the 
blood he had to use some pressure to get in.
	"Ow!"
	"Sorry."
	She rolled over onto her back and opened her legs.  "I'm as ready as 
I'm going to be."
	"Are you sure?"
	"Yeah."
	Jim climbed on top of her.  He tried to enter her, but couldn't.  She 
grabbed his penis and tried to guide it in.  She was still too dry.  He 
massaged her left breast with his right hand, then tweaked her nipple. 
He alternated massaging and tweaking and rocked his hips back and forth. 
  She pulled her hand out of the way and he worked his way in.  It hurt 
a little, but once he was completely in it was okay.  Jim's gentle 
rocking turned into deliberate strokes.  She felt his ass muscles 
tighten as he released inside her.  She then became aware of the smell 
of her own menstrual blood.  She patted his chest.
	"Okay, time to go to sleep."
	Jim planted a huge kiss on her lips.  "Okay."
	Stephanie was asleep before Jim could roll off of her.


Monday, April 30, 2007 8:53 AM

	"What would you like for breakfast?"
	Stephanie opened her eyes and blinked.  Jim, freshly showered, was 
standing next to the bed.  She looked at his clock.  It was 8:53.
	"Cum."
	"Really?"
	She sat up, the sheets stuck to her ass.  She pulled them away and 
looked under the sheets.  There was quite a bit of blood, but nothing as 
bad as she expected.  With her period came nausea.  She held her stomach 
and let out with a sour burp.
	"Actually nothing.  I'm sorry."
	That's fine.  Let's get you cleaned up.  I expect Stacey here any time 
now with the baby.
	By law girls had to hand over the babies within 24 hours of delivery. 
They brought the babies to their pussy doctors who did an exam on the 
baby, then a postpartum exam on the girl.
	Stephanie took a shower.  Jim heard the shower shut off.  He entered 
the bathroom with a tampon.  He held it up like he was offering her a 
treat.  She opened her legs and patted herself dry with the towel then 
offered herself to Jim.  He sat down on the floor and inserted the tampon.
	"Ow, that's too hard."
	Jim released the pressure, then rotated the applicator as he pushed it 
in.  Once the entire applicator was in he pushed the plunger, moving the 
tampon into hr vagina.  He removed it, smoothed out the string, then 
licked the applicator clean and placed it on the counter.
	"You had a white blouse and panties, right?"
	"Yeah, they're still on the floor in your bedroom I think."
	Jim walked out into his bedroom while Stephanie brushed her teeth.  He 
offered her the blouse.  "Nah, it's dirty, I'll just go home like this."
	He held up her panties.  "This is my pad, right?"
	"Yeah."
	He ripped it out of her panties.  He returned the panties, but admired 
the soiled pad.  "Every vagina is an artist.  Look at this design."
	She gave him a look and said, "It's menstrual blood."
	He brought the pad to his face and inhaled.  It still had her smell.
	They both heard the crying baby at the same time.  They walked down to 
the main exam room together, Stephanie collecting her sandals.  Stacey 
looked like shit.  She was completely naked.  She apparently hadn't 
showered since delivering.  She smelled of amniotic fluid and sour milk. 
  Crusted blood ran along the inside of her thighs.  Jim took the baby 
and Stacey climbed onto the exam table.  Stephanie said her goodbyes to 
both of them.

	The fresh air woke Stephanie up and took away most of her nausea.  She 
decided to eat breakfast at a small cafe just outside of her village. 
She heard someone approach her.  He grabbed her ass and smiled at her.
	"How about some after breakfast sex?"
	She responded, "I haven't eaten breakfast."
	"Before breakfast sex?"
	"I have my period and have a new tampon in."
	"Doesn't bother me any."
	Her point was she didn't want to remove a brand new tampon.  It was too 
hard to remove.
	"We can get a bed at the cafe.", she said with a sigh.

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