The Seed

"Good morning!" said Donna cheerfully, wiping her damp hair with a towel. She was wearing the same tight pants she had worn the day before, but no shirt. Her heavy blue tipped tits bounced around as she leaned closer to kiss her master. Donna Besch would never have walked around topless, even around a man she had recently had sex with; she was much too shy for

that

!

But Donna Besch was gone. Her body was run by Anaiya now.

She kissed him and looked down critically. "You don't have to do that. I'd cook for you!"

"And so you will," Egold grinned. "It just so happens that this morning it pleases me to cook for you. You were gave quite good

Sukaltesh

last night."

"Oh, how sweet!" she cried, kissing him again, pressing her breasts against him. She looked endearingly into his eyes. "You can have me any place and any time, Honey."

"And I will," Egold assured her, looking very pleased with her new personality.

Donna sat down to breakfast. Egold had food too, but mostly he just seemed to watch her.

"We should go shopping together," he said, his eyes never leaving her topless form.

"I'd like that Honey!" she said. "But I have class in an hour. Can we do it later today, or tomorrow?"

"Class? What class would that be, Anaiya?"

"My anatomy class. Med School," Donna explained, as she took a biteful of atomic eggs.

"Why would you be going there?" Egold asked.

"I go there," said Donna, smiling at him.

"Donna Besch was a medical school student. But Anaiya is a third class whore of the Empire." Egold sat back in his chair and gave her a long look.

Donna brushed her chestnut brown thick hair. "Well... yes... of course. But I thought it could be useful to continue Donna's studies."

"A third class whore... studying to become a doctor of medicine?"

"You never know when it can be useful, Honey," she grinned at him. But it faded as she saw his frown deepening. "You know, if I simply give up on Donna Besch's life, people around her could get suspicious. We don't want that, do we?"

"What others think is irrelevant," said Egold. "You are my slave, now, and no slave of mine has ever gone to medical school." He gave her a hard stare. "Who are you?" he asked softly.

"You know!" said Donna. "I'm Anaiya, your third class whore!"

Egold paused, watching her scoop up another pile of atomic eggs. How he loved watching her eat! "Who are you?" he repeated.

"I... I am Anaiya," said Donna, giving him a puzzled stare.

Egold paused again. "Who are you?" he asked again, in the same soft tone. He didn't raise his voice, not even slightly.

Donna put down her space fork with a clatter. "I... I am Anaiya, a third class whore of the Empire." She paused, swallowing heavily. "And..."

"And?"

".... A tiny bit of me, a teeny tiny bit of me, might just also be Donna Besch."

"A tiny bit?" said Egold.

"A teeny tiny bit," said Donna.

"How teeny? How tiny?"

Donna held up thumb and forefinger. "That tiny."

Egold sighed and shifted in his chair. "Oh Donna Besch! Did you really think you could fool me for even five seconds with this act?"

Donna took a deep breath and rubbed her thighs. "I thought maybe... for a two or three seconds at least...."

"You were transparent from the start," said Egold. "You came to breakfast topless to reinforce the idea that you were Anaiya, not Donna, correct?"

"I... well... kind of," said Donna, shifting uncomfortably in her chair.

"You insisted on trying to pleasure me orally last night for the same reason, did you not?"

"Well... there

was

some incentive to it," said Donna carefully.

"Your moans of pleasure... your tremendous enjoyment of our sex together... all were an act?"

"No!" Donna slammed a fist down on the table, and then pointed an assertive finger at him. "Not an act! You're an incredible lover, Egold, and I'm very very attracted to you!" She suddenly realized what she was doing, and worried she had overstepped herself.

Egold smiled, recognizing the authenticity in her tone. "Good. That's what I thought. Now, tell me why you did it."

"Well... Anaiya told me more about this Tree of yours."

"The Tree."

"How you put people on it who don't, you know...."

"Go Away."

"Yeah," said Donna.

"And you worried that I would-"

"Put me on it, yeah," said Donna.

"Donna, Donna Donna." Egold sighed. "It is true that there are masters who will eagerly put new slaves on the Tree as a matter of course. But I am not one of them. I only do it when I have to. It is not a pleasant process. I prefer to let my slaves Go Away naturally, on their own, unless they are being disobedient or causing problems. Do you plan to disobey or cause me problems, Donna?"

"No! No, of course no!" said Donna indignantly.

Egold sat silently staring at her. The longer he did it the more Donna shifted uncomfortably in her seat.

"All right," said Egold finally. "We will play a little game."

"Game? What game?"

"We will both pretend that you are Anaiya, and only Anaiya. From now on I will only call you Anaiya and that is the only name you will respond to. Understood?"

"Yes!"

"You will do everything Anaiya would without questioning and complaint. If you are capable of doing that, I will not put you on the Tree and allow you to Go Away naturally. Are we agreed?"

Donna swallowed heavily. It was not an enviable choice. Either have her personality erased right now, or wait for it to happen sometime in the next few days. But, given the only choices available to her-

"Agreed!" said Donna. "I will do whatever you say, Master!" She took a deep breath. "Now, I have only one class today, in the morning-"

"Didn't you just hear what I said?" said Egold. "You have to at least

pretend

to be Anaiya now."

"I know," said Donna. "But Anaiya is interested to learn more about my life."

"She told you that, did she?" Donna didn't know if he was amused or angry.

"Yes," said Donna. "I mean, I am also your slave, of course, Honey, but,... you aren't going to need me for every hour of every day, will you?"

"No."

"Then... can I work around your schedule? I'll do all the fucking you want, but on my free time... does it really matter what I do?"

"I... suppose not," said Egold. "A slave... with free time. What a concept!" He frowned. "I have just never had a slave attending medical school before."

"I'll be your first," said Donna cheerfully. "You may grow to like it!"

*********

Egold gave her strict orders to return to his apartment at 7 PM.

"Should I wear anything in particular?" she asked.

"What you are wearing will not matter. Not where we are going," he said.

Donna gave him a quizzical look, and turned to go, before a strong hand grasped her shoulder.

"One more thing. You may have a visitor today."

"A visitor? Who?"

"You will do whatever he tells you," said Egold.

"Whatever he tells me?" said Donna.

"That's right," said Egold. "Does Anaiya the obedient slave have any more questions?"

Donna sucked her lips in, and shook her head.

********

Donna was in a state of anxiety. She knew that sooner or later that her own personality would simply "disappear". The thought terrified her. But at least Egold wasn't going to speed up the process by putting her on the Tree.

It's not so terrible, Donna. You will enjoy being me.

"Shut up, Anaiya!" Donna snapped. It was bad enough having another voice in her head. Anaiya didn't seem to have control over her body, not exactly, but she seemed to be able to compel Donna to do whatever she wanted her to.

She went back to her dorm room, showered quickly, and went to her anatomy class. For an hour she felt like a regular medical school student again.

She was back in her dorm room studying on her Pad when there was a rude knock on her door.

Donna's eyes widened when she opened it. The rugged features of her Uncle stood before her. "Uncle Roy?"

"Aren't you going to invite me in?" he grinned.

"Of, of course," she stammered.

Had Egold sent her Uncle Roy to her?

Donna swallowed heavily as Uncle Roy closed the door behind him with a thud.

"Oh, Donna! Just look at you!" he said, with a shit eating grin.

"I... I look the same, Uncle Roy," said Donna. She had been pumped full of hot sperm, but that shouldn't be

showing

.

Roy smiled. "On the outside, perhaps. But I heard your Seed matured." He stared at his niece's groin.

"I... yes, it has," Donna admitted, suddenly looking shy.

"Who are you now?" Roy demanded.

"I... I am Anaiya, a third class whore of the Empire," said Donna.

"And Donna Besch, I presume, is still inside you as well?"

"Yes, she is," said Donna.

"Good," said Roy. "I wanted to have you while she was still in residence."

"Have me?" Donna swallowed again.

"Weren't you told to expect me?" he asked, putting a hand on her arm.

Donna's jaw dropped open. Egold

had

sent her Uncle Roy to her!

"That's right, Honey," he grinned, enjoying her displeasure as he slowly rubbed her arm. He enjoyed watching the implications sink in. "What did he tell you to do?"

"Anything," Donna said grudgingly.

"Anything what?" Roy demanded.

"Anything you wanted," Donna whispered.

"That's right, Honey," said Roy. "You're my reward."

"I'm a reward? A reward for what?" said Donna.

"I was the one who told him what a great slave you'd be," Roy grinned.

"You did?" said Donna.

"Uh huh," said Roy, continuing to rub her arm. "And now it's time for payback," he grinned. "But first, I want to see that holo that everyone's talking about."

"Holo?"

"If I have to ask again, you won't like it," Roy predicted.

How had he known about the holo? Donna went to her Pad, pressed some buttons, and activated it. A three quarter size image of herself appeared, completely nude, gasping as she rubbed her clit.

"Oh... ohh....." the image of herself groaned as she masturbated herself. Donna's face immediately flushed red as her Uncle watched her pleasure herself.

"Niiiiice," said Roy. "You have a sexy body, Anaiya."

"T-thank you, Uncle Roy," Donna stammered.

"The name is Jethro now. But you can call me Roy, for old time's sake," he winked at her. Roy stared at the animated image of Donna rubbing her enlarged clit for a long moment. Donna was gasping, her heavy breasts heaving, as her fingers worked anxiously at the base of the furry triangle between her legs.

Donna felt intensely violated. How could Egold have told her Uncle about the holo she had made just for him? It felt like a betrayal.

Roy turned to Donna. "Let's see the real thing. Take it off, Honey," he said.

Donna took another deep breath. She

knew

where this was leading. Her Uncle Roy was going to have sex with her. Egold had given her the Seed and seduced her into betraying the man she loved. He had taken the virginity she had planned to give up to Ryan and turned her into his eager love slave. He had also told her repeatedly that one of the duties of being his slave was having sex with others.

But to have sex with her Uncle Roy!

Admittedly, he was no longer her Uncle Roy. He was an Iskari named Jethro, but he looked and sounded a lot like her Uncle Roy, who always made Donna feel a bit uncomfortable. Egold had known all of this and yet had selected her Uncle to be

the very first man he sent her off to have sex with

.

And Donna knew the price of failure. She could refuse, but if she did, she would be put on the Tree.

So she had no choice.

No choice at all.

Uncle Roy smiled as Donna slowly pulled her shirt off. She reached behind herself to unlock her breast control collar.

No choice at all.

Uncle Roy commented, "I'm sensing a change of attitude since my last visit. More cooperation. Less backtalk. You

are

going to do everything I tell you, aren't you, Honey?"

"Yes, Uncle Roy," said Donna wearily, as she slid her breast control collar down her shapely arms. And then her young, firm, round 23 year old blue tipped breasts were exposed to her uncle for the very first time.

"What sexy tits you have!" Uncle Roy exclaimed, looking at Donna's large, blue tipped breasts. "May I touch them?"

"Of course, Uncle Roy," Donna said, swallowing heavily.

Roy grinned and reached out and squeezed them. "Niiiiice! Our master must enjoy these, I'll bet!"

"He does," said Donna, blushing, as her uncle squeezed her tits.

Roy gave her a discerning look as his fingers kneaded her most intimate flesh. "You were saving them for that boy, what was his name?"

"Ryan," said Donna, feeling very conflicted. She had intended for Ryan to be the first, and yet here she was now, allowing her Uncle to fondle her tits!

Roy smiled. "Ah yes, dear, dear Ryan. All that waiting! And for what, I wonder?" He laughed as he continued to squeeze her fleshy breasts. "I like your tits, Anaiya. Very firm! Very juicy!" His smile grew even broader.

"T-thank you, Uncle Roy."

He pulled back. "And now for the rest."

As Donna finished getting undressed, Uncle Roy did the same, leaving no doubt of what he intended to do with her. Her Uncle Roy had a strong, buff, body, much like her father's. When he pulled down his underwear and Donna saw his blue tipped penis and those superlarge, heavy balls hanging several inches down she realized exactly what he had become.

Donna showed only the slightest hesitation when it came to taking off her panties.

He's not my Uncle anymore! He's an Iskari named Jethro!

Still, he looked just like her Uncle. Gritting her teeth, she lowered her panties.

Roy smiled as Donna's beautiful bright red cuntlips framed by wiry brown hair came into view.

It was so sexy having his niece undress in front of him!

"Lovely," he grinned. He took her in his arms. Donna didn't resist.

She was naked in her Uncle's arms!

Only

he wasn't her Uncle Roy anymore

, she told herself.

"You know we tried to give you the Seed that day when you came over for the pool party," he said, staring her in the eyes as his penis pressed against her tightly.

"I know that now," said Donna.

"We were all crazy for you, you know. Shawn, Cassidy, even Betty."

"You were?" said Donna. "Shawn, Cassidy... and your wife Betty?"

Roy's eyes looked her up and down. "You're a remarkably sexy woman, Donna Besch," he said in a very deep, sexy tone which made her shiver. And then he kissed her.

Donna felt her uncle's naked body pressed against her own and tried not to respond. But she couldn't; she felt Anaiya's arousal seconds before it became her own. For Anaiya, Uncle Roy was not her Uncle; he was her

client

.

"Ooooh," Donna moaned involuntarily, as she felt his hairy chest and warm body pressed against her.

"You like that, don't you?" he grinned. He reached down and started to squeeze your tits. "Does your master squeeze them like this?"

"He does," Donna admitted, hanging her head guiltily.

"I'll bet he enjoys it too," said Uncle Roy. His fingers dug into her big, round firm breasts again and again. Donna had to remind herself again that

this was not her Uncle.

"I was going to take your cunny first, but

this

has given me other ideas," he said. He released her abruptly. "Lay back on your bed."

Donna had no choice.

Anaiya demanded it.

She felt the imperative in her mind. The imperative to

obey

. Donna lay back on her bed and whimpered. Uncle Roy sat down by her side. He just stared at her body for a long moment.

"What... what are you looking at?" she whispered.

"You," he said, staring at her big round breasts, slender waist, and brown hairy cunt. He slowly ran his hands up and down her as his blue tipped erection got even stiffer. "You're going to be such a good girl, aren't you?"

"Yes," Donna whispered. "I am, Uncle Roy."

Roy smiled and leaned forward and kissed her. Donna's lips met him back strongly, passionately. "Such a good girl," he grinned. "I'm starting to like this Anaiya you've become."

By now he was fully erect.

Uncle Roy had gotten an erection just looking at her body!

He was

not

Uncle Roy anymore, Donna reminded herself, gritting her teeth.

"Press your breasts together, Anaiya," said Roy.

Donna, a little puzzled, put a hand to the outer sides of her breasts and pushed them together.

"That's right. Push them together tighter... tighter... that's good." He stared at her big, firm blue tipped tits. "Oh, Anaiya, you look so sexy!"

"I... thank you, Uncle Roy," she swallowed heavily, staring at his enormous blue tipped erection.

"No. Thank you!" Uncle Roy cried. And with that Uncle Roy got on top of her. He slowly squeezed his penis into the crack between Donna's breasts.

"Nice and tight!" he cried, starting to move the head of his penis back and forth. "Very tight!" he cried again. He looked down and smiled. The sight of Donna pressing her big, firm tits together was incredible. "I'm going to come all over your face. Will that please you, Honey?"

"I exist to serve, Uncle Roy," said Donna, trying to suppress her horror. Anaiya had put the words in her mouth, but she had said them.

"I know how much you want to serve us now. Anaiya is being a very good influence on you, I am sure," said Roy, moving his penis back and forth. "Your Uncle Roy was also attracted to you, you know."

"He was?" said Donna.

"You knew it, didn't you? That's why he always made you feel uncomfortable," Roy grinned, as his cockhead appeared and disappeared between the crack in her breasts.

"I... maybe on an unconscious level," said Donna. She had always sensed something odd about Uncle Roy, the way he looked at her, but she hadn't put the pieces together. Until now.

"He did. Of course, he would never, ever act on it. Not like I would," Roy grinned, as his cock moved back and forth in the crack between her chest. "It's almost a pity that your Uncle isn't here to enjoy it."

"He's totally gone?" Donna inquired.

Roy nodded. "I have his memories, but I am Jethro now. An Iskari warrior. And you are my prize." He moved his cockhead back and forth in the tight crack between Donna's fleshy round tits. The shaft of Roy's penis was getting redder and redder. Even the tip was getting bluer and bluer. "I'll bet you can't wait to give your Dad the seed."

"My Dad? Never!" said Donna.

"It could happen," Roy grinned. "Who do you think gave me the Seed? Our master?"

"He... he gave me the Seed without sex," said Donna.

"That's not usually how it's done," Roy said, as he admired his niece's marvelously round and firm fleshy tits. "Egold first took Roy's daughter Cassidy and gave her the Seed. She soon became Feesha, a common whore. Then she fucked me and gave me the Seed."

Donna was astonished. "You... Roy... let his own daughter have sex with her?"

"Uh uh." Roy seemed to enjoy her discomfort as his penis appeared and disappeared between her breast crack. "He always wanted her. The same way your father Tom wants you."

"No!" Donna cried.

"There's no point in denying it," Roy chuckled. He thrusted hard between her tightly squeezed tits. "Soon you'll be fucking your Dad," he predicted. He thrust again in that tight crack which felt so good on the tip of his cock. "

Seeding

him." He thrust again, moving up and down in that tight crack, stimulating the head of his penis so incredibly well. "

Enslaving

him. Soon he'll be obediently fucking you in front of our Master, or anyone else who wants to watch."

"No! Not my Dad!" Donna cried.

"Yes," Roy grinned. "I only hope you're ordered to take him before you Go Away. You do know that you are going to Go Away sooner or later, don't you? It took Betty a full week to Go Away, but your Uncle Roy Went Away just a day after I matured inside of him."