The Seed

The Story of Herbert Rayburn

Herbert Rayburn was not very good with girls. The shy 18 year old freshman at the University of Vega had trouble even meeting their eyes or putting sentences together when talking to them. Therefore it was not altogether surprising that none of the very fuckable girls at UV would spread their legs for him. He and his friend Henry Miller were treated as outcasts on campus.

Herbert and Henry sat on a park bench in the Quad, watching a circle of girls like lions watching a circle of zebras. But Herbert only had eyes for one of them.

"The Baronness," Henry whispered.

Mandy Von Neuland had long, blonde hair going halfway down her back. It was as bright as the afternoon sun. She self consciously stroked it as she talked, as if she sensed others were watching her.

"Go up to her," said Henry. "Ask her out!"

"I don't know," said Herb, shaking his head.

"You'll never know unless you try, man!" said Henry.

Henry was all talk and no action. Herb knew that Henry would never have the balls to go up to the Baronness and ask her out. But Herb knew that Henry was probably right. He

ached

for Mandy! Every so often she would give him seductive looks out of the corner of her eye before quickly turning away. Was she attracted to him? Herb decided he had to find out!

He got up on unsteady legs and walked over to her. As he got close Mandy gave an exaggerated laugh, the kind of laugh which girls give when they know someone is watching them and they want to appear happy and focused on other people.

"Hey Mandy," said Herb.

Mandy immediately broke off her conversation. "Hey Herb," she said. She and her three friends looked at him. All were silent, waiting.

It was show time.

"It's ah, a nice day, isn't it?" said Herb.

"I suppose so," said Mandy, frowning as she flicked back her long, blonde hair.

"Did you just, ah, come from class?"

"No," said Mandy.

This is how it

always

was when Herb talked to girls. He always got short, monosyllabic responses. That's how they showed their lack of interest in talking to him.

Herb sensed that Mandy's short attention span for him was rapidly slipping away. Already she was beginning to turn back to her friends.

"Listen Mandy, I was wondering if you'd like to go out."

Suddenly four pairs of eyes were on him. More silence.

"With me," Herb clarified.

More silence. More stares.

"We... we could go to a h-holo," Herb stammered.

"I don't know, Herb. I have a lot of homework tonight," said Mandy carefully.

"We could go Friday night," said Herb.

"I have a big bio test I have to study for," said Mandy.

"On Friday night?"

"The test is on Monday," said Mandy. "Why don't you try me again another time, all right?"

Herb nodded. He knew that

another time

meant

never

. He felt all eyes on him as he walked away from the group of girls. He could hear their whispers and little giggles as he walked away from them. But then he raised his head and saw a woman standing in the Quad, staring at him. She was tall, very tall, and had bright red hair, a

big

girl, just staring at him with her hands on her hips. Then Herb blinked, and she was

gone

.

"Did you see that?" Herb asked, as he returned to Henry.

"You tried, man. Kudos to you for trying," said Henry.

********

Herb was in the library talking to Trish Darnell. Trish was his friend... kind of. The dark haired beauty was a sympathetic ear for Herb, which he appreciated, but he was also attracted to her. If she liked him well enough to be a friend, why wouldn't she also go out on a date with him?

"And so I asked her out and said she was busy, busy studying on a Friday night. How likely is

that

?" Herb asked.

"Maybe she just wanted more time to study," said Trish, staring at her Pad.

"No," Herb shook his head. "She didn't want to go out with me. I could tell."

"That's very sad, Herb. You're such a nice boy," said Trish.

"Really? I am?"

Trisha looked up for the first time and smiled. "I said it, didn't I?"

Herb licked his lips. He hadn't planned this, but the timing seemed right. "Trish? Would you like to go out with me on Friday?"

"Out with you?"

"We could see a holofilm.

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just came out to rave reviews." He saw her face fall. "Or we could just go out for drinks."

"Drinks," Trish repeated, as if she had never heard the word before.

"Sure. You know, to spend some time together, and talk."

Trish considered. "Maybe." She turned back to her Pad.

"Maybe?"

"I'll have to see if Dan and Sally are available. And maybe Bobby too. We can try to get a group together, if everyone's schedule coincides." She was staring intently at her work once more, trying hard to ignore him.

"Oh."

Herb looked up. He saw the same tall redheaded woman, pretending to read a Pad, standing not fifty feet away. Then she looked up and actually smiled at him!

********

Herbert Rayburn had a stressful home life. His parents had gotten divorced when he was only four years old and he barely saw his father. Herb didn't get along well with his mother Lydia or sister Evie, who looked down on him as weak and worthless. To make matters worse, Lydia was a recovering Anal Dissolve addict.

"Herbert!"

Herb shuddered whenever his Mom shouted his name. It sounded like nails scraping along a wall.

"Dinner is ready!" Suddenly there was a buzz at the front door. "Get that, will you?"

Herbert went to the front door. When he opened it, he saw the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life.

She had chestnut brown hair, equally brown eyes, high cheekbones, and a slender, angular face. Farther down she had a slender body but large, round breasts which immediately caught Herb's attention. When she smiled,

she lit up the sky.

"Hello." That one simple word aroused him. "I have a delivery from the World Government Community Wellness Center for Lydia Rayburn."

"You... you're not the regular delivery girl," said Herb.

"No," she said. "My name is Donna Besch. I'm a volunteer, a medical student at the University of Vega."

"I'm at UV too!" said Herb excitedly.

"You are?" Donna looked pleased. "What year?"

"I'm... a freshman in the undergrad," said Herb. Immediately he knew he could never have her. Donna Besch must be four or five years older than him, at least. Though she didn't look a day over 18.

"Oh," said Donna. "I have a package for-"

"I'll take that," said Lydia, suddenly appearing and grabbing it out of Donna's hands. "This the crap from the World Government?"

"Your Methacondone, yes," said Donna. The World Government offered treatment in the community for Anal Dissolve addicts in the form of Methacondone. Methacondone was just as addicting as Anal Dissolve, but was a more socially acceptable narcotic.

Lydia looked at Donna and frowned. "You're not the regular girl."

"No, my name is-"

"Miss Goody Two Shoes," said Lydia. "It must feel goooood to tell yourself how you're helping the poor addicts, doesn't it?"

"I'm just trying to improve Wellness in the Community, Mrs. Rayburn," said Donna.

"Of course you are. You love coming to peoples' homes and showing off those large milk monsters. It's your way of getting attention for your tits while appearing supremely virtuous. Well, you're wasting your time with my Herbert. He wouldn't know what to do if a girl landed in his lap. Come along, Herbert. Your dinner will be ice cold in a minute!" She turned and left.

Herbert sucked in his lips and turned to Donna. "I am so, so sorry, Donna. My Mom-"

"I know. It's all right. It's part of the substance abuse," said Donna. She smiled. "It was nice meeting you...."

"Herbert!" said Herbert.

"Herbert," Donna smiled. "A nice name."

"Really?"

"Herbert!" Lydia yelled. "Get your dick out of that girl and get in here!"

"I have to go," Herbert whispered.

But just as he closed the door, for a fraction of a second, he thought he saw a tall, redheaded woman staring at him from across the street. When he got to the dining room he anxiously looked out of the window, but saw no sign of her.

"What are you doing, moongazing?" Lydia snarled. "Eat your space peas!"

********

The next day Herbert was sitting under a tree in the Quad playing his old fashioned harmonica. He wasn't very good at it but he kept trying.

It was something he could do alone.

"You play an instrument."

Herbert looked up and saw the tall redheaded woman. This was the first time he had seen her up close. She was tall, very tall, over six feet, and she had broad shoulders. But she was also very womanly with big, heavy breasts and long legs. Her hair was super bright red and short, combed to the side like a boy; but somehow it worked on her petite, feminine features.

She extended a hand. "Sanantha," she said.

Sanantha

? It sounded like an Indian name, but she was clearly caucasian.

Herbert scrambled up and grasped her hand. "Herbert," he said. Sanantha gave him a firm grip and didn't let go even when he tried to pull back. Herbert grew alarmed as she grasped his hand and stared him intently in the eye. Then she smiled minutely and nodded, letting him go. "You're the one," she said.

"The one what?" said Herbert.

"The one I want to talk to," said Sanantha. "Do you play well?"

"Play well? Oh, the harmonica. No, not really."

"Oh." Sanantha looked a bit disappointed. Then she said, "I've been watching you, Herbert."

"You, you have?"

Sanantha nodded. "You seem to have a tough time picking up girls."

"I... uh... yeah, yeah that's true," said Herb. Where was this leading? Sanantha looked to be in her mid thirties. She obviously wasn't a student, and didn't look like a teacher. What was she doing at the University of Vega? "Are you a student here?"

Sanantha shook her head.

"A teacher?"

She shook her head again.

"Support staff?"

Another no.

"Then what brings you here?"

"You do, Herbert Rayburn," said Sanantha. "I have come to make you irresistible to all women."

********

Herbert gave a bitter laugh. "I'd like to see that!"

"And you will," Sanantha promised him. "Why don't you come back to my place?"

"Your... place?"

"My apartment," said Sanantha.

"For what?"

"For dinner. We can talk about your problem... and other things," said Sanantha.

Herb frowned.

What was going on here?

An older woman comes up to him and invites him back to her apartment. Red warning lights flashed in his mind.

"No, I won't rob you," said Sanantha.

Herb paused, considering.

"And no, I won't drug your food and have my way with you," said Sanantha.

"How... how did you know...."

Sanantha leaned forward. "If we

do

have sexual intercourse tonight, Herbert Rayburn, it will only be with your full consent." Her intense stare gave him the shivers. "So how about it?"

Herb licked his lips nervously. An attractive woman, an older woman, was offering to have sex with him. Or was she? She said "

if

we have sex".

Was this all some kind of game?

And yet... it was a once in a lifetime opportunity. A woman had never been this forward with him before.

"All right," said Herbert reluctantly. "But I can't stay out too late. My Mom doesn't like it if I'm out after 10."

"We wouldn't want Mommie to be worried about you, would we?" she said to him in a mocking way. She extended her hand, and after a pause, he took it.

********

Sanantha lived in a new, expensive looking modern building on the banks of the river, twenty stories up with an incredible view. Her apartment was decorated with tasteful and expensive furniture. Herb looked around while Sanantha cooked in the kitchen.

"No, my husband is not home, and he's not hiding in a closet waiting to spring out on you and beat you senseless," said Sanantha. "My, you do have quite an imagination though! How do you think of such things?"

"You... you can read my mind?"

"Um hm. Not much of a challenge, actually," she said. She smiled as she cooked. Several minutes later they both were sitting at the small dinette by the window, enjoying the tremendous view of the river.

"I made Roast Beast. Your favorite, I believe," she said.

"How long have you been watching me?" Herb asked.

"Long enough," said Sanantha. "Try the Beast."

Herb cautiously took a bite. It was juicy and delicious. He drank some of the red wine that she had poured for him. For a moment he felt like a real adult.

"You are an adult. In every way that matters," she said, giving a sexy smile which made his chest tight. "Is the food good?" she inquired.

"It's geat!" Herb said. "I don't know how to thank you."

"For what?"

"For... all this," he spread his hands at his meal.

Sanantha frowned. "You've never had a girl cook for you before, have you?"

Herb shook his head.

"Well, we're going to change that. We're going to change a lot of things, you and I together, Herbert Rayburn."

"How?"

"I'm going to teach you how to pick up women. Any woman you want."

"Any woman?"

"Any woman as in all women, Herbert. The Baronness. Trisha Darnell. Your mother. Your sister. Anyone you possibly want."

"I don't want to have sex with my Mom, believe me!" he cried.

Sanantha gave him a long look. "She's treated you poorly, hasn't she? It's the Anal Dissolve, isn't it? Perhaps we could help her with that."

"We can?"

"Yes. Once we fix your situation with girls."

"Why... why would you want to help me?" said Herbert. "What do you want from me?"

She smiled at him. "What makes you think I want anything from you, Herbert Rayburn?"

"Because you do. Even I can see that."

She smiled at him. "I think I was right about you. You

are

going to be an excellent Seeker."

"Seeker?"

"You are right, Herbert. there is something I want from you." And then Sanantha looked him firmly in the eye. "I want you to make love to me."

Herbert's jaw dropped open. "Me... and you...."

"Yes Herbert, me and you, you and me," she smiled at him.

"But... I've never...."

"Then it's time you began," said Sanantha. "Unless you're telling me you don't know how?"

"I, I know how!" said Herb.

"I would hope so, given all that

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holoporn you watch and pleasure yourself to." She saw him redden. "You see, Herbert, you really are an open book to me."

Herbert took a big gulp of wine. "Why me? I'm not especially handsome, or charming, or... tall. You're a giant! Don't you want a giant man?"

Sanantha slammed down her wine glass and laughed. She laughed and laughed and laughed! "Oh, Herbert, I can see you are going to be such a gem! No one has ever called me a giant before! Yes, I

am

tall. Six foot two. But I do enjoy smaller men... and sometimes women," she said, enjoying his shocked expression.

"But why me?" Herbert asked again.

"I see something in you, Herbert." She stared him straight in the eye, giving him the chills. "I

screaned

you thoroughly. You have great potential, Herbert Rayburn." She slammed her hand on the dinette counter, making him jump slightly. "It's decision time! So, what will it be? A night of passion with me, and the skills you need to bed any woman in the galaxy? Or will you simply run home to Momma with your virgin tail stuck between your legs?" She stared at him expectantly, but she already knew the answer.

********

They stood face to face. Herbert was uncomfortably aware that he was standing right next to a woman he was about to have sex with, his very first time having sex. The fact that she was an older woman and taller than him made him even more uncomfortable. At eye level he was as high as her throat.

"What... what do we do first?" he asked.

"A kiss might be nice," said Sanantha, working hard to keep the scorn from her voice.

Herbert tilted his head upwards and strained to make the connection.

Sanantha sighed. "Maybe it would be easier on the couch." She led him there by the hand and they sat down side by side. She looked him in the eye. He seemed so shy, so timid.

Had her screaning of him been wrong?

Well, she would find out soon enough.

"Now kiss me, Herbert," she said firmly.

Herb pressed his lips against hers. "How was that?" he asked.

"A start," said Sanantha simply. And then she spent the next twenty minutes teaching Herb how to kiss. To her surprise, he was a fast learner. Soon he was grinding his lips against hers, in a way that

almost

made Sanantha aroused. She could certainly tell

he

was, by the tell-tale lump in his pants. She pulled his shirt off of him, and gestured for him to help her with hers. Herb had to actually stand up to pull her shirt over her arms, but that was all right. When he sat back down his eyes were glued to her breasts. Even encased in her breast control collar they looked big to him.

"Do you like them?" Sanantha asked.

"They... they're really nice!" said Herbert. "You, you look so sexy, Sanantha!"

Progress!

"Why thank you dear," she said, and she rewarded him with a kiss. This time she

did

feel something when he ground her lips against hers. Despite his shy ways, there was something about him that she found cute, or even endearing.

Herbert noticed the colorful symbols tattooed on her body. "What are these?"

"My pride marks," said Sanantha. "Help me out of my collar," she said, turning away from him. She felt fingers fumbling with her collar lock, and she slowly counted to ten before turning back to him. "Let me guess. You've never taken off a bra before. Don't you have a sister?"

"Yes, but I've never taken off her bra!" said Herbert.

"Perhaps you will want to when I'm done with you," Sanantha teased, enjoying the shocked expression on his face. She reached out with her mental powers and heard/felt a click. And then her control collar came sliding off her shoulders.

"How did you do that?"

Sanantha only smiled as her breasts came free. "What do you think?"

Herbert's eyes grew large. Sanantha's breasts were enormous conical shaped globes, without a hint of sag.

"They're huuuuuge!" he said, making her smile broader. "Can I... can I touch them?"

"Of course."

Herbert reached out with trembling hands and started to rhythmically squeeze them. Sanantha felt a tingling go through her body as her tits were tenderly massaged. Herbert seemed to know just how to do it. He

was

going to be a good Seeker, she just knew it!

Sanantha stood up and pulled him up as well. She whispered something in Herb's ear and he nodded. He started removing her pants while she did his. When all that was left was his underwear, Sanantha gave him a brilliant smile and pulled it down, revealing his erection. It was on the smaller side, but she acted like it was the largest battering ram she had ever seen.

Herb looked away self consciously as she reached out and fondled his penis. "Ooooh," he moaned, as she touched it lightly.

With her free hand she tilted his chin to face her once more. "Herbert. You have a most marvelous dick," she said softly, with her thick, red lips. Herb's penis stiffened and vibrated to her words. She leaned down and met his lips and Herbert groaned with pleasure. The feeling of her lips on his while she manipulated the head of his penis was

in-fucking-credible

!

"Now finish me," she said.

Herbert nodded, and put his hands on her panties, and pulled downwards. When he saw what was revealed, he gasped.

Sanantha had the largest pubic bush he had ever seen. It was like a giant red shrub. Because she was a large woman, her pubic bush was big too--wide, long, and deep.

"You're amazing!" he breathed. "You're an amazing, giant, sexy woman!"