Author's note: This story should mostly stand alone, but if you find yourself confused, the other stories are available; none of them are very long.
Also, I have seen some readers claim that any aftercare in a noncon/reluctance story ruins the whole thing. Sometimes I like aftercare, and sometimes I don't. But this story has just a little bit of it, so don't complain in the comments... You've been warned.
As always, I like reading your feedback. Keep it coming and Enjoy.
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Feeling a soft breath on the back of her neck, Kelly awoke. Derick's arm was wrapped around her waist, pulling her naked form close to his. The feeling of his warm, unclothed, full body embrace was strange and foreign to her, but it was not actually unpleasant. She was currently lying as the little spoon. Her body gave out an involuntary shiver, but she couldn't tell if it was caused by anxiety or desire. It was probably both.
Derick's flaccid dick was pressed up tightly against her ass crack. This sensation felt shameful and wrong in her mind, but her selfish, lustful body did not want to move. After all, this was the same cock that had probed the depths of her ass the last time she'd been awake; pulling away now couldn't change any of that.
While her mind continued to rebel, the rest of her supple young body wanted this man. It wanted him to breed her, as nature intended. So far, however, he had only fucked her throat and her asshole, and her body (particularly her cunt) had been left begging for more.
But she insisted that her mind was still in control. She forced her eyes closed, and tried to go back to sleep. She had learned that within this bare, white room, sleep always came immediately when desired.... unless there were more tests to perform, of course.
She was able to drift back to sleep almost instantly. She had no concept of how much longer she slept, but she awoke to a rigid pole of flesh pushing its way toward her anus again. A hand was wrapped around her side, kneading gently at one of her large breasts. Her nipple was as hard as it could be.
"Hey!" Kelly exclaimed, pulling away from Derick, and jumping off of the small platform they used as a bed. She whirled around to face him. "What's the big idea? Were you trying to stick your dick back inside my asshole?!"
Still lying down, Derick smiled innocently. "Not at all, young lady. You agreed to share this bed with me, didn't you? There's barely room for both of us. So obviously we ended up lying close together. I was actually spooning against you when I awoke... and the feeling of your supple, teenage body against mine ended up giving me a rock hard erection. Who can blame me? You're the one who pressed your fabulous booty so tightly up against my shlong."
Derick grinned even wider. "Does my hard-on seem more like my own fault, or yours? I think you've discovered by now that your body is flawless, warm, and inviting. How could you expect me to not get hard, after you've placed me into such a position?"
"And your decision to caress my tits?" Kelly retorted, forcing herself to sound more angry than she felt.
Derick sat up and smiled guiltily. "Alright, alright! You've got me dead to rights on that one. I love your sexy peaches, so I was fondling them." He held his hands out as if waiting to be handcuffed. "Take me away officer! I'm a dirty, filthy man who can't get enough of those lovely, unspoiled jugs of yours. Put me in jail immediately!"
He looked around the small room which the two of them were currently stuck in. "Oh wait, I'm ALREADY in jail. That was a very expedient booking process, officer Kelly! Well done! But you seem to be stuck in this prison as well! Now tell me, what horrible crime did you commit to get yourself trapped in this cell with a filthy tit-fondler?"
Kelly rolled her eyes, but she couldn't deny that she was, in fact, a prisoner. Neither she nor Derick had ever met their captors, but they made their presence known through the disgusting sexual acts which they demanded Kelly and Derick partake in. Derick had been here for over a year, and Kelly had just arrived; however, ultimately he was just as ignorant about the identity of their wardens as she was.
Kelly felt her stomach grumble. For a single horrified moment she thought that the "incentive pains" were returning. These were the cramps that all subjects received if they refused to partake in whatever tests they were given.
She breathed a huge sigh of relief when she realized that she was just hungry. Then another scary thought hit her.
"When do they feed us?" She inquired nervously, "They don't starve us in here do they?"
Derick had been watching her naked body carefully, and he responded immediately. "Quite to the contrary. You can eat literally as much as you want. The food tastes really good too."
He made his way across the room to a seemingly innocuous portion of the wall. Just as all the times before, he pressed inward with the palm of his hand. "There's a separate request for alcohol if you'd like some."
"I... uh... I don't drink." Kelly said. She felt a sudden concern that Derick might try to pressure her into getting drunk. Then immediately she realized how silly such a thought was.
All her life, she had never dared to drink at parties, because she had always feared that some guy might get her drunk or drug her. If they had, she wouldn't have been able to stop them from taking advantage of her body.
The irony was palpable. This man had openly taken advantage of her body twice, even though she had been stone sober both times. Still, she had never drank before, and this didn't seem like the ideal time to start.
Derick just shrugged. "That's cool. It doesn't matter much anyway. Even if you get completely sloshed, the drunkenness always wears off the instant the tests start."
A few seconds passed, and a subtle ding sounded. From out of the wall, Derick withdrew two thin, stiff, rectangular wafers. They were about three by five inches wide, and around a quarter inch thick. Derick took a bite of one and held the other out to Kelly.
"What the heck is that?" She asked in surprise. She reached out and took it. "Were you just fucking with me? Claiming that there was good food when in reality, all we have are these dry-ass crackers?!"
"Just take a bite, dumbass." Derick said, dismissively.
Kelly sniffed the thing with distrust. Finally she took a small nibble from a corner of the funny looking wafer.
Immaculate flavors flooded her mouth instantly. The taste was both strange and indescribable, but it was far and away the most tender, succulent tasting thing she'd ever experienced. The previously dry cracker melted and expanded in her mouth, emulating all the flavors of a delicious, heavenly meal. She immediately took another large bite.
"This is amazing!" Kelly exclaimed, as she chewed. "Even the textures are perfect! How am I tasting all of this from a simple wafer?!"
Derick shrugged his shoulders. "I have absolutely no idea. It seems completely impossible, but here we are." He took another big bite of his wafer.
Kelly was still confused. "But wait. What about the drink?" She glanced around the room, looking for any possible source of liquid. "Where do we get our drinks from?"
"You already got it." Derick said. "Can't you taste it?"
Kelly started to shake her head, but at that very instant, she began to taste a sweet, delicious drink flooding her mouth. She couldn't place the flavor, but she absolutely loved it. It seemed to flow freely from the remaining cracker in her mouth, but as soon as she was finished swallowing, the flavor of her meal returned.
Derick could see the confusion in her eyes. "Fucking wild, isn't it? Doesn't it just blow your mind? It reminds me of that gum from the Willy Wonka film with Gene Wilder. Remember that one?"
She shook her head. "I never saw it."
"Ugh," he muttered, frowning slightly. "Sometimes I forget what a little kid you are."
"I'm not a kid!" She retorted, sounding annoyed. "As you always feel the need to remind me, while you gawk at my tits or fuck all my holes!"
"That's true." He nodded, his frown turning into a sneaky smile. "You're not a kid, so you have no excuse for missing classic cinema. What you really need is for someone to FUCK some sense into you."
Kelly's heart skipped a beat at hearing this, and she blushed vividly. Her voice faltered slightly, but she managed to say, "So is this food nutritious for us? You said we can eat as much as we want, but if we do, won't we get fat? That certainly hasn't happened to you."
Shaking his head, Derick got up to get another wafer. "Hold on and I'll explain."
It was Kelly's turn to eye her cell mate's athletic, muscular body. She noticed that she could see the definition of his muscles underneath his skin, but he had a look more like a tennis star than a body builder.
