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Food for Tomorrow - New girls at St Winifreds (chapter 3 of 4) by Andrew
Jay (email anc1iej (at)hotmail .  com) Codes: MMMMMMMf, mf, anal, romance

   Copyright 2008 Andrew Jay all rights reserved.  Intended for adults
only. This text may be archived/reposted to free public access provided the
author's name, email and this notice appear in the message body.  This
story is completely fictional, fantasy and not real - doing any of this
stuff at home will hurt and is probably illegal.  If you want to use the
'universe' feel free, but please keep 'Food For Tomorrow' in the title, be
gentle with my characters, and credit myself with the idea for the
universe. No fee or service has ever been provided to the author for this
document, or for product placement.

   The days of the holiday drifted by.  Kim managed to keep her promise to
Hamish by finding someone to service her each day.  The newspaper boy, the
postman, one day a man asked her in the street is she would like to be
serviced - she said yes and he did it with her bent over a rubbish bin in
an alleyway.  It was just a pity his personal hygiene wasn't as good as his
cock.

   On Saturday, the last full day of the holiday arrived.  Kim had got her
daily service out of the way by asking a builder who had whistled at her to
go ahead and service her.  In fact his mate had wanted to have her as well
- she wouldn't normally do two men like that, but just this once wouldn't
hurt.

   She had a happy day lounging around the house and the garden, playing
badminton with her sister and adoptive sister Casey (who gave them both
another sneaky drink of milk when they finished the game).  The day was
almost perfect until her dad said "Kim, I asked a few of my friends around
from the club to service you...  To make sure you get pregnant." The red
mist descended on Kim.  "How can you do that to me daddy?  I saw what you
put mum through before she was slaughtered.  Do you think I want to be
fucked by 5 or ten of your fat friends before they cut my throat next week?
I wont do it!"

   She stormed off upstairs to her bedroom, slamming every door on the way.
Martha gave her a few minutes to cool off before coming in to speak to her.
"He didn't mean to upset you.  He just feel powerless to stop the slaughter
process...  Just like you do.  The best he can do for you is to give you
every chance to get pregnant.  Don't forget it worked for Casey." Kim
didn't say anything for a couple of minutes.  "Ok I will do it.  But I am
not going to get them hard - if they cant get it up for me that's their
tough luck." "I can help with that.  Maybe Casey too, and I wouldn't mind
betting that Sam would want to help somehow?  We all want you to get
pregnant." The two women hugged for a while, Kim laying her head on
Martha's soft breast.  They finally went down stairs to be met by a rousing
cheer from the seven friends her dad had invited who had arrived in her
absence.  Her dad asked one of his friends to take a picture of the whole
family group together - Virginia, Casey, Sam, Kim and Martha with dad
standing proudly as if his arms were around all of them.  Her dad took over
the camera work from then on, first of all taking a picture of Kim by
herself looking sulky and sexy at the same time.  Then he asked his friends
to join in the photo with her.  There were three men kneeling in front of
her and four at the sides or behind her when he took the picture.  "Ok,
everyone get a piece!" he called Kim felt seven sets of hands start to
fondle her.  Someone was squeezing her bottom, it felt like two of the men
were trying to push their fingers inside her vagina.  Different men had
hold of each of her breasts.  Most disgustingly, one of the men behind her
was slobbering over her neck.  "Someone lift her skirt a bit higher so we
can see the fingers in her pussy" her dad instructed, then finally took the
picture.

   When the picture was taken, Kim brushed the hands from her then removed
her clothes without ceremony.  She laid down on the floor with her bottom
slightly propped up on a cushion, legs spread, making it clear that fancy
positions were not on offer tonight.

   "Who drew the first turn?" asked her dad.  A short, slightly tubby man
raised his hand.  "Well dive in...  there is a delightful young pussy
waiting for you." The man unfastened his trousers to get his limp cock out
and coughed, hinting that he needed a little help.  "I will see to that."
Martha exclaimed and started to lick and masturbate him to hardness.  Kim's
dad would have stopped her if he had known, but it was too late.  When the
man was hard he started to Service Kim who did not acknowledge him.  He
wasn't terribly big, but was enthusiastic when he was inside her.  Kim
noticed Casey take the next man in her mouth, bringing him to hardness. 
Sam was mingling, letting the men feel her breasts and suggestively
stroking their cocks through their trousers.  Kim's dad was too busy with
the camera to notice the assistance she was getting from her family.  "Cum,
cum, cum, cum, cum..." dad started a chant going when the man was nearly
done, "cum...  cum...  Yes!!" The man unloaded in her at last.  One down,
six to go, Kim thought.  She received the second man almost immediately,
but noticed the first man being licked clean by Martha, out of sight of her
Dad.

   When it was all over, Kim was sore again.  She had not moved from her
position on the cushion.  Her pussy was full of semen and she intended to
stay there for an hour to give it a chance to enter her cervix.  Her legs
were still spread, and her dad had the perfect vantage point to take a
picture of the contents of her cunt.  The last of his friends had just said
goodnight.  "Thanks for this Kim.  I know you didn't want to do it tonight,
but I really do want you to get pregnant." Her dad took another picture. 
"I know." Kim replied.  "Can you ask Casey to find my salve?"

   With Casey out of the way finding the Salve, and Sam talking to Kim
while she was waiting on the floor, Kim's dad turned to Martha and quietly
spoke to her.  "I saw what you and the girls were doing to my friends."
"Oh. I'm sorry.  I had to agree to that, or Kim wouldn't have serviced
them." "What am I going to say to my friends when I see them?  The girls
aren't my employees...  but you are.  What should I do with you?" Martha
paused, eyes downcast.  "Beat me...  please." "When the girls have gone, I
will beat you...  severely." He waited a moment.  "Then you will be
forgiven." "Thank you." she smiled and hugged him tightly - she was lucky
to have a man such as this.

   The next day was a frenzy of packing and getting dressed in the hated
school uniforms.  They were transported to the station where Kim took what
might be her last opportunity to hug each of her family - Casey, mum and
dad.  Her dad wished Kim luck for the impregnation, but if she wasn't
lucky, she would make a fine meal.  Kim thanked him and climbed aboard the
waiting train, and waved from the windows as it pulled out of the station.
Kim's father, Martha, Casey and (with a little help) the baby waved until
the train had gone.  Kim's dad was the first to speak.  "Now we just need
to sort out your punishment, Martha and we can get back to normal.  I think
10 strokes of the cane to your bottom...  and five good hard slaps to your
face with the back of my hand...  Sound fair?" Martha paused.  He had never
slapped her face before.  "Yes.  More than fair my love." "Good.  I think
Casey should watch."

   Kim was oozing with sperm again, so she didn't worry too much about
being serviced - she had assumed Hamish would be on the train, but he must
have missed it - he could service her tonight at school.  For the rest of
their journey, the girls only had their own company.  They ate their
sandwiches, read their books and got bored.

   "Are you thirsty?" asked Sam mischievously.  "Don't start that again.  I
am not getting caned just before I get slaughtered thank you." "So you have
money do you?" Kim didn't have any.  "Oh I'll go." she said.

   Kim walked down the isle of the train to find the restaurant car.  There
was a spotty boy, about seventeen behind the counter.  "Hello." said Kim.
"I would like two bottles of sparkling water please." "Eight euros please."
"I don't have any money...  I was thinking I could pay with something
else." "Like what?" He wasn't the sharpest knife in the drawer.  Kim
sighed. "Like you could service me?" "Let me see your cunt." Kim lifted her
skirt and pulled down her knickers to expose her privates.  "I'm not
fucking that - there is spunk dripping from it." "Oh for heavens sake.  A
blowjob then." "One bottle for a blowjob." Kim could see this was the best
she was going to do.  She got on her knees and extracted the boy's penis.
Like him, it was pale, long and spotty.  She had intended to just take him
in her mouth until he came, but the boy seemed to want to shove his cock
down her throat, causing her to nearly loose her lunch more than once. 
Finally he came, filling her mouth with his semen.  He passed a bottle to
her and she returned to her sister - a streak of sperm on her chin.  Kim
returned to her seat.  She had saved her mouthful of sperm and Sam laughed
when Kim opened her mouth to show her, then leant over to kiss her sister
so that she could sample the sperm.  The two girls shared a long kiss then
both drank down the semen in their mouths and laughed, then took a swig
each of the water.

   They arrived at the school and unpacked.  Hamish had missed both his
train and his evening meal, only making it to the servicing room just
before lights out.  Kim was eager to have him inside her, so they couple
made love almost as if it was their first time, only afterwards did they
talk about their holiday.  Kim recounted everything she had done (leaving
out the detail of the blowjob on the train).  She told him with some
distaste about the group of friends dad had invited around to service her.
To her surprise, Hamish did not agree with her.  "I am with your dad on
this one.  He just wants his little girl to have as much sperm as possible
in her so she doesn't get slaughtered.  What's wrong with that?" "Nothing I
suppose.  It just feels that I am just a walking cum holder at the moment.
I fucked them all in the end anyway." "Good girl." Hamish leaned over and
kissed her.  Kim remembered why she loved him.

   Hamish recounted his holiday to Kim.  He had gone to stay with one of
his older brothers and had asked about when he was going to get the money
from his dad's will.  His brother had wanted to know what he needed it for,
so he had told him it was to buy citizenship for Kim.  His brother had just
laughed and said the money was in trust until Hamish was 21.

   "You would buy citizenship for me?" Kim asked, incredulously.  "Yes."
"Hamish, I do love you." She kissed him, then straddled him to make love
again.  She gently ground her hips onto him, then decided there was one
more think she must say to him.

   "Hamish, my period is due tomorrow.  You realise if it arrives, there is
no real chance of me getting pregnant before my slaughter day." Hamish
stopped matching her thrusting for a second and looked at her.  "We better
make sure it doesn't come then."

   They made love for a long time, Hamish finally sending a second load of
semen to her cervix.  Kim hadn't wanted to climb off him, enjoying the
feeling of him softening within her.  It must have been a long day for him
though, because she soon realised he had fallen asleep.  So as not to wake
him, she gently lifted herself off of him, but felt a large glob of semen
come out with his penis - too much for just Hamish's semen.  The smell was
slightly nauseating, so she presumed it was a day or two old.  Whoever's it
was, she couldn't leave it there on Hamish, so she gently licked it from on
and around his penis, then went to sleep herself.

   She was woken late by a knock on the door.  Realising it must be someone
on Miss Fitch's rota, she quickly checked to see if she was bleeding.  She
wasn't so she called `come in'.

   It was a ginger haired boy who looked a bit familiar - he must have
already serviced her before the holidays.  "Hi, how would you like me?" she
asked.  "Er, doggy style with you on the edge of the bed so I can stand
up." "Ok" "Are you...  going to wake up the last guy?" Kim looked at Hamish
who was still gently snoring.  "Do you mind if he watches?" The boy shook
his head.  "Wake up sleepy head...  I'm being serviced" Hamish opened his
eyes in time to see Kim being fucked from behind, her lovely large breasts
quivering in time to the boy's humping.  "She has nice tits doesn't she."
The ginger boy said to Hamish as he fucked Kim.  "They are lovely." He
replied as he looked into Kim's eyes.  She smiled back at him.  The ginger
boy finally squirted his semen into her, and after Kim cleaned his penis
up, he left.  Hamish gallantly found a cushion to prop up Kim's bottom.  He
quickly inspected the contents of her vagina, then jokingly speaking to her
tummy said "Your mummy has a tummy full of spunky..." then tickling her
tummy, "...yes she does...  oh yes she does!  and now she has you as
well..." They laughed together, continuing to share the joke as Hamish got
dressed for his first lesson.

   Kim soon got back into the swing of school - she would keep checking for
the familiar creeping wetness that would mean her period had started.  She
did feel wet from the sperm, but as yet no period.  Nor after the lunch
time service or the evening service.

   Hamish was thrilled that there was still no period, and insisted on
making love with her on top so as not to hurt the baby.

   The second day of lessons went much the same way.  She was still being
serviced regularly and still no period - even she was getting excited now,
and Hamish couldn't resist talking to her tummy at every opportunity,
telling the baby how much he loved him and his mother, how beautiful his
mum was, and how much he wanted to make love to her but that the baby was
too young to hear that kind of talk.  Although she was trying not to let
Hamish get carried away, she was starting to think she really had done it,
and even dared to hope the baby was a boy.

   The next day, everything changed.  When the first service of the day
knocked on the door, Kim woke up to find her period had started in the
night.  She went to the door and apologised to the boy, and asked him to
tell Miss Fisk that her period had started, so could she hold the rest of
the servicing rota.

   She pushed a tampon into her vagina, and felt curiously calm.  There was
a certain finality about knowing she was going to be slaughtered on Monday.
She woke Hamish, who was rather less calm about it.  He threw on his
clothes and in tears, shouted that he was going to get his brother to lend
him the citizenship money.  Kim didn't hold out much hope of that.

   Hamish avoided Kim for the rest of the day, but finally met her at bed
time.  She cradled his head on her chest as he told her, between sobs, that
his brother had refused to help him with the money.

   "Hamish.  I have had a great life, and I was picked fair and square.  I
know that I am going to be slaughtered on Monday by Matron.  I am ok about
it and I want you to be." Hamish didn't answer.  "All I want for my last
few days is to spend time with you, and maybe my sister." "We cant even
make love anymore." Hamish cried.  That was true - the thought of having
sex whilst having a period revolted her, and evidentially Hamish didn't
like the idea of it either.  She thought for a moment, then looked in the
drawer of the bedside table.  A tube of lube was inside.  "You can still
make love with me Hamish.  Get your clothes off." He looked sceptically at
her, but did as he was told.  Kim did the same, until they stood facing
each other, both naked except for the tampon string emerging from her
vagina.  She squirted some lube on her hand, then gently swathed his
growing penis with the stuff.  He still hadn't realised what she intended.
"I want you to make love to me in my bottom." Anal sex had become a
relatively rare practice between heterosexual couples because there was no
chance of pregnancy, and Kim had to explain exactly what Hamish had to do.
He wasn't very sure about it, but when Kim went on all fours on the bed, he
positioned himself behind her, cock at her bum hole.  "Push it in really
slowly." she said, pushing `out' herself.  He did as he was told, and after
a little resistance, the knob of his cock popped into her anus.  "Ah... 
now let me get used to it for a bit." Hamish was enjoying the tight feeling
of her bottom, and pushed in without waiting.  "Ah...", she grunted in
pain, but was determined not to spoil the experience for Hamish by making a
fuss.  He pushed in further and further, until finally he was right inside
her.  Kim could barely speak, but gradually she relaxed, and she felt
Hamish start to pump her.  "Lets go down on the bed...  ah...  I want you
to hold me while you make love...  ah...  with me." Like a couple of mating
dragonflies, they managed to lay down on the bed together, with him still
inside her, pumping at her bottom, whilst he held her face down in his
arms, gently squeezing her breasts.  Kim gasped at each thrust, which
became progressively deeper and faster.  Finally Hamish reached his climax
and Kim felt his warm release inside her.  "I will always love you,
Kimberley Clarkson." he told her, gasping and sweating.  Exhausted, they
both fell asleep quickly, his penis still inside her.

   The following day, a letter arrived addressed to Kim and Sam.  Kim
recognised the handwriting as Martha's, so she found Sam after lessons and
they read the letter together in the dorm.

   "Hi Sam and Kim!  We are missing you already - the place seems so much
quieter without you - luckily Virginia helps to keep the place noisy!  You
dad suggested I write and tell you my news - I have included a photo he
took of us girls yesterday.

   Don't worry about the bruises on me by the way - they look worse than
they really are.  I stepped out of line with your dad, and it was
completely right that I be punished." Kim quickly found the photo in the
envelope.  Martha had an ugly bruise on her eye and her cheek, and what
looked like a spilt lip.  She was naked on the bed, propped up on her
elbows.  One knee was raised so that the girls could see she also had cane
marks across her bottom.  Her pussy was gaping slightly, and a white line
of sperm was dripping down from it over her bottom.  Casey was naked on the
bed next to her in a similar pose, sperm also dribbling from her vagina. 
Baby Virginia laid between them, wearing a nappy, sucking her feet.  They
read the rest of the letter.  "Don't worry - everything is sorted out now
and I have been forgiven (as the photo shows, he he!).  This was the first
time Sam and I both made love together with your dad - I was a little bit
selfish about sharing him I think.

   Anyway - my news...  I'm pregnant!

   I thought I might be, so I went down to the FSA office - they told me
that to get a pregnancy test, the rule was that I had to queue up with all
the women being slaughtered that day.  I was a bit worried they might make
a mistake and slaughter me, but they scanned my barcode and it showed I was
not due for slaughter thank goodness.  We all gave our blood, then hung
around to be called out one by one.  I didn't let on to the other women
that I was going to be released even if I wasn't pregnant, and I guess most
of the them ended up with their thoats cut.  They finally called my name,
and the lady next to me said `good luck' - I felt so guilty!  I went into
the next room and they said I was pregnant and re-scanned me so that the
display on the scanner said I was `Impregnated'.  The man showed me which
door to use to leave (I think the other door led to the slaughter room),
and that was it!"

   Your dad is thrilled, and is already planning how we can fit another
baby in the house.  He keeps saying `thank goodness for paternity grants'!

   I hope things are going well for you two.  Is there any news yet Kim?  I
think your dad would really be upset if you were slaughtered.

   Casey sends her love by the way.

   Love to both of you, Mum.  xxx"

   Sam was thrilled as well.  "Another sister!" she shrieked, jumping on
each of the beds in turn.

   On Sunday, Kim got a message from Matron to meet him in the old lecture
hall at 4pm.  She had never actually had a lesson in there - it was old and
austere, and not a very good place for learning.  Each row of seats going
back was higher than the last - a bit like in a cinema.  She met Matron at
the appointed time.  Head girl Cassandra was lurking behind him.  Matron
explained that she would be assisting him tomorrow.

   He went through the procedure with her - he would like her to look her
best for the show tomorrow as there would be a fairly large audience: The
whole 6th year anatomy class, anyone who had serviced her in the school
since she was put on notice of slaughter, her sister, some of the school
governors, an FSA observer and two girls who had been put on notice of
slaughter since Kim had been.

   Kim said she intended to look her best.  Matron went on to talk about
the blood test - the machine would give a readout in about 10 seconds and
if she was pregnant, proceedings would be wound up immediately.  Otherwise
she would be asked to remove all her clothing.  Matron continued "The
official FSA rules say we should remove all your body hair at that point,
but as you will have an audience, Miss Fisk thought you might prefer to
have that procedure carried out now, just in case, rather than in front of
everyone." "Actually I have already had that seen to." Kim explained. 
"How?" Asked Matron.  "Miss Cathcart depilated my pubic hair." "Ha!  That
old dyke?" Laughed Cassandra.  "Still demanding a shag as payment then
pissing when she comes on your face?" Kim's look took her she was.  "Its
not just your pubes, you stupid `meat'." Cassandra explained sarcastically.
"All body hair - like on your arms?  Understand?" "Oh." was all Kim could
manage.  "Do you want us to remove you body hair now?" Matron persisted. 
"Yes please." "Take off all you clothes and stand with your legs apart and
hands on your head." Kim did as she was told, feeling rather vulnerable
standing in such a large room naked.  Cassandra lit what looked like a blow
torch with a flicking yellow flame.  "This has a `cold' flame - it wont
hurt unless I do it wrong.  It just burns off all your body hair without
burning you." She ran it in sweeping motions briefly over every part of her
body except her head.  There was soon a strong smell of burning hair. 
Satisfied that all the accessible body hair was gone, Cassandra said "Bend
over and hold your butt cheeks apart." Kim's face cheeks burned more than
her bottom cheeks as she did what she was told.  "Have you been having anal
sex?" Cassandra asked.  "Yes." Kim replied miserably.  "Dumb fucking meat.
I am sure that will help your chances of conception." Cassandra ran the
flame over Kim's anus, then made a cursory check that there were no hairs
hidden in the folds of her labia.  "As smooth as dumb fucking meat for
slaughter, Matron." "Thanks you Cassandra.  You can get dressed again now
Kim."

   Kim pulled on her clothes again, while Matron carried on with what would
happen.  "After recording your barcode on the scanner, I will ask you to
stand on a metal plate that will be here, then I will push a button to stun
you..." "I don't want to be stunned." "Oh, I wouldn't recommend that Kim.
Un-stunned slaughter can be very painful." "I don't want to be stunned."
"Just because some girl did it on TV does not make it a good thing - I cant
vary from the FSA rules on this - an un-stunned slaughter will involve
tying your hands together, cutting your throat and removing your intestines
while you are still alive." "Couldn't someone hold my hands?  They girl on
TV did that." "That is at my discretion, and I say no.  Your hands will be
tied." "I still want to be un-stunned." "There is one other thing you ought
to know." Matron shifted uncomfortably, "I have never actually performed an
un-stunned slaughter before.  I know the theory, but that is very different
to the real thing." "Its ok." "Can I trust you not to start screaming, or
shouting, or even speaking to the audience in any way?  The first sign of
any of that and Cassandra will put a gag on you.  I am not going to have
you frighten the girls who are on notice of slaughter." "I understand.  You
have my word." "In that case, the procedure will be that you must ask me in
front of the audience that you want to be un-stunned, then Cassandra will
tie your thumbs together above your head, then help you into the ankle
shackles.  You will be hoisted up and the slaughter will commence by me
cutting the veins in your neck on both sides.  I will still have the
stunning device there, so if you decide at the time you want to be stunned
after all, just keep quiet and I will get you to stand on the metal plate,
stun you and that is all you will know about the process.  Any questions?"
Kim shook her head.  "Oh, make sure you tie your hair up so it doesn't get
damaged during the process.  Cassandra, do her family want any meat?"
Cassandra looked at her notes.  "Well, they will get her head of course...
Her father wants a buttock and her sexual organs.  Probably wants to fuck
it because he wasn't allowed to while it was alive.  After the anatomy
class have finished with it, the rest of the meat is going to the kitchen
for the meal in the evening." "Thank you Cassandra, we better take those
cuts for her father immediately in case the anatomy class want to cut her
up a bit more." "That will be my pleasure, Matron" Cassandra purred.  "One
final thing, Kim - there will be no opportunity for final words once you
are in the room, so do that stuff before you enter."

   Kim went to the library to work on her final letters to her family. 
There was one for her dad, Martha, Sam, Casey, Virginia (for when she
became cattle), and a similar one for Martha's unborn baby.  She enclosed a
recent picture of herself wearing school uniform in each of the envelopes,
and because she thought he might appreciate it, a picture that Hamish had
taken of her just after he had made love to her a few weeks ago.  It showed
her pulling a `come fuck me' expression whilst her finger was in her vagina
which was visibly brim full of cloudy white sperm.

   It was bed time when she finally finished the last letter, so she went
back to servicing room and found Hamish.  "Hi my love," she said brightly.
"My period has ended, so if you want my cunt its all yours." "Is there any
chance you could get pregnant in time for the blood test tomorrow?"
"Virtually none." "Then I want to make love in your bottom again.  I just
cant stand the doubt that it might work.  At least this way I will know."
"You can make love to me any way you want to." She kissed him after she
spoke, breathing in his smell and feeling his tongue on hers.  Their
clothes were gradually discarded, and having smeared on a small amount of
lubricant, they laid down together in a missionary position, him lifting
her bottom so that he could enter her anus more easily.  Anal sex no longer
hurt for her, although she did feel a little dirty at the thought of it. 
Then she reasoned `what could be less dirty than making love with the man
you love?' and responded to his thrusting hips with renewed passion.

   In the morning, Hamish had asked if he could take a few photos to
remember her by.  Kim played along, posing naked for him.  She even found a
school exercise book on which she scrawled `Hamish, I will love you for
ever' and Hamish included that in a few photos.  They made love for the
final time, Hamish still with his camera, photographing everything she did,
including him taking her anally from behind one last time and even a
picture as she licked his penis clean for him afterwards.  She asked him to
send a copy of the last few pictures to her dad.

   It was nearly time to go, so she turned to Hamish.  "Can I ask you to do
one thing for me after I am gone?" "Anything.  Name it." "I am convinced
you will have a baby boy when you do make someone pregnant.  I want that
someone to be Sam." "She isn't old enough yet." "I have said in my letter
to her that you have two brothers and what that might mean.  When she is
old enough, I have suggested to her that it might be a good idea for you to
service her." "I don't know..." "You did say you would do anything." "Ok.
If she asks, I will try to get her pregnant, but I will be thinking of
you."

   They kissed one last time before Kim headed off to say goodbye to Sam,
then on to the lecture hall.  

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