Editor's note: this fictional work contains scenes of completely fictional incest or fictional incest content.
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The year is 2269 and most energy sources have long sense been exhausted by humans. Earth has been overdeveloped to the point that even wind and solar power are not viable options to sustain the insatiable need for energy. Thankfully, a new source of energy was found that can now be harnessed from the human body itself. Sexual energy.
The Popping Centers were built in the year 2200 to harness this power that develops inside of all adults. Sexual contact outside of a Popping Center has been strictly outlawed. When a person turns 18, they visit the Popping Center for the first time with their family. For the next 10 years, they go about their daily lives until their daily appointment time, then they go to their assigned center to be popped.
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My name is Charlotte, and I am starting my senior year in High School. Although I learned about human anatomy early on in school, the very first thing we learned on the first day of the new school year was about our sexual popping and our requirements to participate. This is something that my parents were forbidden to discuss with us until now, and now I understand why.
Everyone in my class was 17 right now and would turn 18 during the school year. We would get a day off from school for our 18th birthday and our parents would receive a free day off from work so they could also participate in my first popping.
That night, when my parents asked me how my day went, I mentioned learning about the Popping Center. They couldn't go into any details, but when they were actively being popped, they each had the same appointment time. They were in different classes, but they each were able to leave slightly early from school. They first met on the bus to the Popping Center and eventually fell in love.
The next week, our instructor told us that Charles and Debra were celebrating their birthdays today, which is why they were not in class. The next day, they both returned to class, but were visibly exhausted when they arrived at school. Everyone was trying to find out about their experiences at the Popping Center, but they were tight lipped.
That afternoon, without any fanfare, Charles and Debra both stood up and walked out of the classroom. We knew where they were going, but it did distract the class for a moment and our teacher had to break from his lessons to quiet us down. By the end of the week, no one paid much attention when they left the room.
I was counting the days until my November birthday. I was excited to experience the process, but also nervous at the same time. About a week before my birthday, I received a letter from the local Popping Center telling me that my appointment time was at 1pm. My mother and father would need to join me. For the first time, it simply felt real, and my pussy felt a little strange.
The night before, my mother strolled into my bedroom in her robe. When she passed in front of the light, I could tell that she was naked underneath. She tucked me into bed and kissed me goodnight. She reminded me that tomorrow I didn't have to go to school, and that I should sleep in as long as possible. As she left, she turned off the lights and I tried to go to sleep.
Typically, I wake up at 5am to get ready for school. I took my mother's advice and was able to sleep in until just after 9am. Some of it was not having the alarm go off, but I also didn't get to sleep as quickly as I wanted. I couldn't get my mind to stop thinking about my popping today.
After my shower, I sipped a shirt on, but decided to not wear a bra. My B cup breasts were pressing my nipples into my shirt, making them quite visible when I looked in the mirror. I decided not to be completely brave and slipped into my panties before slipping on my leggings.
My mother had breakfast ready for everyone. A light hearty breakfast to fuel us all for the day. When my mother turned around from the kitchen counter, I was staring straight at her nipples that were also trying to poke through her shirt. Her breasts were larger than mine, but we were otherwise the same height. We have even been able to wear each other's clothes in the past.
My father was already sitting at the table. Normally I see him in a suit and tie, but today he was also dressed down in just a shirt and shorts. As we ate breakfast, we couldn't talk about the one thing that I wanted to talk about. However, I was only a few hours from learning for myself, and I could feel my pussy again feeling very strange. I felt like I needed to go to the bathroom, I was getting that wet down there.
The time came for the bus from the Popping Center to pick us up. The three of us strolled out to the end of the drive and waited for a moment. A friend of my father's drove by and waved, yelling "Enjoy the experience," out the window. I felt like I was standing naked with my nipples straining against the fabric of my shirt.
Finally, the bus arrived, and we stepped on. As we started walking to the back, I noticed that there were no windows on this bus. There were not many people on the bus, but as we got closer to the back, we started to pass people sitting naked in the seats. First it was a few men sitting by themselves, all with rock hard cocks, and to be fair, this was the first time that I have seen an actual cock that wasn't in a picture. Behind them were a few women sitting naked. One may still have been embarrassed about her body, as she was trying to hide her breasts with her arm. The other women were not embarrassed and were letting everything show.
My father led us to some seats in the back. We were across the aisle from another family where their son was turning 18 today. I didn't recognize him from my school, but he was very cute. He was trying to hide his cock from me as I looked in his direction. His father, on the other hand, was sporting a very stiff cock which he caused to bounce when he seen me look in his direction.
My mother handed me a bag and said, "Take off all your clothes and place them in this bag. Leave the bag on the bus and it will be collected so that it will also come home with you."
Just as soon as I took the bag from her, my mother lifted her shirt and exposed her C cup breasts to me for the first time. Even though she was now 43, I thought she looked amazing. When she bent down to take her shorts off, I got a glimpse of my father standing completely naked behind her. His cock appeared to be nearly stiff, even though he was the same age as mom.
Seeing my parents now naked helped me get the nerve to strip myself. I quickly slipped my shirt over my head and placed it in the bag. I wanted to cover my breasts, but that made it hard to take my leggings off. Besides, I was going to the Popping Center, and I needed to get used to being naked in front of other naked people.
When I sat down, I looked over at the son across the aisle. He had moved his hand to expose a cock that appeared to be even longer than has father. This made my pussy feel very strange again. I wanted to reach down and feel myself, but I also didn't feel that would be appropriate in front of my parents.
When the bus stopped, the driver directed us to disembark. We had pulled into a protected garage, which helped since we were all naked and the temperatures outside were slightly cool. Everyone in front of us went through the doors and turned left, but we were directed to turn right.
We checked in at the counter and were escorted to room two. As we passed room one, there was a young woman sitting in the room, along with the other family from the bus. Entering room two, a very attractive young man was sitting there with a tablet. He stood and welcomed us. My parents took a seat, but I was directed to stand next to the wall.
He had the file from my parents, as they had been in the system since their first popping. However, they needed pictures of my body to put into the file. A full body picture and a head shot I was expecting. A picture of each breast was taken along with a closeup of my pussy. I was so wet; I hope that wasn't visible in the pictures.
Once I got to sit down, there were more questions to be asked to confirm who I was, along with providing some very intimate details about my body. Finally, I was handed the tablet and asked to sign the contract. The young man explained, "The contract is for 10 years to provide sexual energy through the popping process. For a man, the contract is for 3650 days. For a woman, the contract is for 2810 days, which allows for 7 days a month for the female body to recuperate."
He continued, "There are multiple chambers holding from 4 people up to 30 people. Always balanced between men and women. The smaller sized chambers are designed for special occasions and first popping. Most of the time, you will be in the large chambers designed for maximum sexual energy extraction."
Knowing that I had little choice, I signed the contract to commit myself for popping over the next ten years. The young man excused himself for a moment, leaving me alone in the room with my parents.
My father asked, "Are you excited or nervous?"
I responded, "Both. I am excited, but unsure about being popped for the first time in the same chamber as my parents."
My mother responded, "That is simply the process. Reminder, we haven't been in the chambers since our contacts were fulfilled, so I am also a little nervous."