Chapter 16: Re-Interview

For the next few days, the same requests were made by the nurses as another Chickie ended up with a tail. Over the next weeks, about one or two girls a week ended our interviews with them. The rest of the time, it was business as usual. Terry came into my interview room at the end of the day every once and a while, quickly butt fuck the interviewee. The rest of the time I had pretty much used the same playbook. Unshaved women either shaved themselves or had me do it. Most got a schnapps aftershave application once bald. Only on rare occasions was it required to get the women tipsy to get their burkas or overly modest clothing off. Once their clothing was off, it was just a matter of time before I was fucking them in one of their holes. Them begging for more.

Two weeks in, Aala, Safia’s best friend, was sent to me for an interview. She was the first interviewee I was to see about making a slut for women. Her interview was the first time I had another female in the interview process. Wanting to keep Megan out of this area of my life I turned to Marie. She was hesitant at first saying she didn’t want to come between me and Megan. I explained that she’d have to keep everything we did in the room to herself. And that as long as she did that, it wouldn’t affect my relationship with Megan and Melanie. After that, Marie became an active partner whenever I needed female help in bringing out the slut in a Chickie.

Turned out Marie liked having her cunt sucked, though she did have to let Aala shave it first, as only bald cunts got eaten in my room. She too liked the peppermint schnapps cooling her slit. She had no issues with binding the girls and licking them to orgasm or shoving her tongue up their rectums and having them do it in return. She was also an avid user of the riding crop on many of the young cunts and nipples.

I never mentioned the fact she was coming to the interview to Terry but he did tell me that Marie had gotten a lot more horny and adventurous a couple of days after her first interview. She’d kept the interview quiet so much so Terry knew nothing about it. He asked if I had noticed her doing or taking anything different lately. I lied and said I hadn’t. He said he only asked because Marie had shaved off her bush and that was strange for her.

About one month after the first interview with Safia, she returned for a second interview. A week prior, she’d taken a shine to Rob Perlow and he to her. After a medical check verifying she was pregnant, he’d gotten the Colonel’s permission to take her out of the quarantined area. At which point, she interacted with us regularly. Since she and Rob had started hanging out and fucking, she hadn’t been extremely interested in fucking other guys, though she did. She also still refused to give up her tail. When she was around us, we never brought it up or gave Rob a hard time about his girlfriend being a slut.

I figured her revisit was so I could evaluate her mindset. It had been a while since Safia has gotten her tail. The scientist back at the think tank were trying to validate if Safia’s still met the criteria they’d set for having one. Even without the drugs, she once again welcomed me at the interview room’s door naked. She required no convincing at all to suck me off. When Terry came in she immediately took out her tail. She, then, bent over and offered him her asshole. She seemed thrilled to be on the spit sucking my dick while Terry pounded away at her ass.

I saw that Terry was about to dump a load of semen in her ass. I told him if he washed his dick off he could fuck Safia properly if she wanted. He quickly grabbed a bottle of water from on top of the refrigerator and rinsed off his hard cock. Back behind Safia, between her spread legs his dick’s location had changed. Before plunging it into Safia’s hot little cunt he asked. “You don’t care if I fuck your cunt a while doe you?” Her head shook her agreement, not taking my dick from her hot mouth.

Terry only got a few strokes down her tight cunt. A cunt that was well used since getting out of quarantine. After thirty seconds or so of being in her cunt, he clenched and drove his dick up her wet snatch. He shot his load in her before I was shooting my load down her throat. She’d gagged and asphyxiated herself getting almost all of my cock past her lips. The sensation was as fabulous as it was the first time. And like the first time, I coated her voice box in cum. Terry was pulling out of her cunt went unnoticed, since she was busy trying not to drown from cum.

Terry no more finished pulling his tiny shorts back in place as he said, “You’re truly a great fuck Safia. See you later.” She nodded her appreciation of his assessment, still choking on my cum.

Terry has no more closed the door than my cock flinched for the last time in her throat. The last glob ooze into her esophagus. She swallowed all the seed that was in her throat and it felt like she was trying to swallow my cockhead at the same time.

When the cum was mostly in her stomach or coating the way to it, Safia pulled off my cock. In a gravelly voice, she said, “I love your cum. It tastes so good. But Terry didn’t make me cum. Please fuck me.”

I didn’t immediately agree to part her cunt with my dick. After which she looked hurt, I didn’t say I would fuck her or move instantly to get between her thighs. She then questioned. “I am your good slut? Yes? Please use me.”

“Oh, definitely you’re still a good slut.” I then let her know, “But, I don’t like sloppy seconds.”

From the door came Marie’s voice, “I don’t know any guy that does. But we can take care of that, can’t we?” She must have just missed Terry in the hall. Which I considered a good thing since I didn’t know what she and Terry’s pillow talk consisted of.

Marie went straight to Safia and put her lips to the girl’s. She put the young girl’s hand down her already opened Daisy Duke-type shorts and into her military-issued panties. Safia’s hand instantly started going up and down in Marie’s underwear. Marie shoved her hips forward but moved her upper body back breaking the kiss. “Damn you are a fucking fantastic slut. You know just what to do. Oh God, that feels so good.”

Marie let Safia run her hand up and down along her slit. Breaking the kiss they’d started, Marie said with a heavy throaty voice. “Get Tahira and Fatima from my class. They’re gonna be good sluts. And they can start their training. They need to learn to eat out a cum filled cunt. Plus, they’ll love your spunk.”

It looked like Safia was going to correct Marie on who’s cum was in her cunt until I shook my head, “Yeah, women always love my cum.” Marie hadn’t been listening to me. She’d been too interested in having Safia’s fingers scrubbing her clit. She helped Safia start putting the girl’s hand to her vulva. The two not being interested in me, I went out the door, “I’ll get the two from your class.”

The kids in the room were running around playing Melanie’s game while Marie was gone. They stopped in their tracks when I stood in the doorway. All eyes first looked at my face but soon all eyes went to my dick. I hadn’t bothered to put on anything before going to the room. “Tahira and Fatima, come with me.”

The other kids looked at the two older teen girls all going “Oww.” They looked embarrassed walking towards their chairs. Their upper chests turned red no longer matching the color of their naked bodies. “No need to get your things. You won’t be gone too long.”

The two girls came over to me. Fatima was bolder than her friend. She reached out and put her hand on my cock. “It is so big.” came in a high-pitched girly tone.

“So I’ve been told. And when you’re up for an interview you can enjoy putting it in you. For now, you can touch it, as we go to see your teacher.” I said leading her and Tahira out the door and down the hallway. Tahira seeing Fatima grab my dick as we walked did the same thing but at my dickhead. Her squeezing my glans at the same time Fatima had my shaft half-wrapped dick made it grow in their hands. By the time I opened the door to re-enter the interview room, the two girls were giving me a handjob without knowing what one was.

Marie was grinding her cunt into a secured down Safia’s face. She had the pregnant girl, who had yet to start showing, on the convertible table. Safia’s arms were spread wide as were her leg that had been secured in the stirrups. There was a trickle of cum that hung down from between the secured woman’s bald red lips.

Scraping her slit on Safia’s welcoming open mouth, huskily said, “You two ... Get between Safia’s legs and eat her creampie.”

Tahira and Fatima looked at each other with looks of confusion at the same time they released my dick. Marie gruffly breathing heavy said, “Well get to it. Clean up Safia’s cunt.”

The girls groaned, but their nude bodies walked over between the elevated spread legs. Fatima was the taller of the two and more adventurous. Her finger swiped over the oozing cunt lips, gathering up some of the pussy cream. She brought the coated finger up under her nose and sniffed. Her nose wrinkled slightly at the new pungent smell. Yet she put the goo-covered finger in her mouth.

The black-headed girl swished the finger about in her mouth, smacking her lips right before removing her finger. She swiped the ooze coming from the girl’s pussy lips a second time. She repeated the procedure of sniffing and cleaning. This time she didn’t wrinkle her nose, and it went into her mouth with no hesitation.

Finished with her finger, Fatima bent forward not willing to wait for the ooze to appear. She covered the still oozing slit with her small mouth. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked on the slit. Safia groaned through Marie’s pussy when Fatima’s tongue also pierced her love canal.

Fatima’s tongue was still sticking out when Tahira pulled Fatima back by her black hair. Safia moaned her frustration at the loss of the tiny mouth on her sex. Tahira said in broken English, “I want to try. I want some creampie too.” I almost laughed at the girl’s lack of understanding.

Even in the midst of riding a wave of pleasure, she was getting from Safia’s mouth. Marie instructed her students in a horse heavy voice. “Fatima let Tahira have some you lick and rub on Safia’s clit we talked about in class.”

The girls did as told. Tahira’s mouth covered the pussy lips that were redder after Fatima had left. Her cheeks bowed in much as Fatima’s had. She and the recipient of her oral ministrations were moaning together. Only Safia started bucking at the girl’s face.

Fatima had pinched and flicked on the raised, hard little bud at the top of Safia’s slit. After pushing on Tahira enough to give her lips access to the bud, when she wasn’t pinching or flicking it her mouth was on it. She gnawed on the bud while it went up and down as Safia went wild. Her squeals and squawks about cumming were all into Marie’s cunt.

The two teen girls swapped places over and over keeping Safia orgasming and squirming against her bonds. Ready to fuck the overwrought woman I moved the two tiny girls out of the way. I left them close by, having them learn about how a pussy would stretch when a large cock was there to enter it. The two pairs of eyes got huge when Safia groaned loudly.

My cock head had passed through her pussy lips and into the small opening. She bowed up and threw her hips into my dick groaning even louder forcing her cunt further onto my dick. Usually, I didn’t touch Marie while with one of my interviewees. But Safia being familiar, it seemed normal that I would engage with Marie.

I bent forward and kissed her large breast with their equally large areola. Marie did nothing to stop me. In fact, she grabbed the back of my head and pulled me in tighter. I could feel her moaning in my mouth as she continued gliding her cunt over Safia’s open mouth. Marie let out a “God I’m cumming.” flooding the open orifice below her.

The two students hadn’t needed their teacher’s directions to suck on Safia’s bigger tits. The tits jiggled from her humping up at me and my slamming my pelvis into her. The concussion shaking her body. The muscles of her slightly less flat stomach palpitated at all the sensations, including the new one of tiny fingers again on her clit.

Unable to escape the drowning from Marie’s orgasm I extended by strumming her clit. And the sensations of the little mouth’s sucking her nipples, that would in eight months produce plenty of breast elixir. The small fingers bumped my hard pussy juice-coated rod as it hammered her cervix and pelvic bone mashed her clit. Her g-spot was stretched and shrunk over and over while I fuck my dick in her cunt. Safia rode the final wave. Her continual climaxes had built to where all her animalistic fighting against her restraints couldn’t hold her body’s reaction back.

No muscle in her wasn’t contracted to the point of breaking the bones they were attached to or pulling free. She was a granite-hard muscle ripping my dick off swallowing it up into the reduced-size passage. Even my semen had a hard time getting through my dick. When it did it sprayed her insides full of the sibling-making seed to the one that had already found its home.

Her muscles stayed hard for over a minute before one last hurrah of wild thrashing against her restraints and my dick occurred. She fell lifeless back onto the table. Her lungs once again filled to over full. Her screech into the pussy on her lips didn’t restart only the huffing through the sopping pussy did. But there was no other movement from Safia. She had been short-circuited. When Marie raised up to let her cunnilingus partner breathe freely I could see Safia’s eyes had rolled back in her head.

All the women parted the gasping used body. I still had my cock in Safia’s cunt enjoying the still undulating muscles. She was being freed from her restraints by the students when she finally began regaining clear thought. Her eye flitted in every direction as she fully recovered her cognitive ability. Pulling my cock from her warm sodden passage she groaned her eyes trained on me.

Marie finished putting on her tiny uniform and looked at the two students. They were staring at my cock and the gaping hole it had left Safia’s vagina. Marie broke their mesmerized stare, “Finish releasing her and come back to class.” She turned to Safia, “Girlfriend, I’ll see you soon.”

Safia turned from me to Marie in the doorway. “Ok, we will have more fun then.”

Going out the door Marie said, “Definitely.”

The two students finished their jobs and went back to class almost running into the door frame. They were looking at my dick instead of where they were walking. With just us in the room, Safia again asked, “I am still your good slut? Yes? I like you fucking me. You should come do it more. Megan and Melanie will let you?”

“Yes, they will let me. But you are a good slut and other soldiers would like to fuck you also.” I said. I hoped to get a verbal acknowledgment of where her head was, for the think tank.

“Yes, I like them fucking me. Not as much as you or Rob. But some are fun. They like pulling on my tail while fucking me. Or pull it out to put their pricks in my butt. None have been as fun as you and Terry. You think Rob would like to do it with you two also?” she asked, innocent of what she was asking.

“I think what you do in here shouldn’t be talked about with Rob. Unless he asks. A good slut never talks about the men she fucks unless the guy asks. Some guys like to hear about their sluts fucking other guys. If Rob asks then tell him. If not it is yours alone to remember.” I said walking about getting her some water from the fridge.

Handing her the water she questioned, “Time for me to go? I could fuck you again if you want. I would like that.”

“Remember it is not about what the slut likes. It is about what the guy likes and you get to enjoy the freedom of deciding how to please him.” I replied. “And yes it is time for you to go. Other women are ready to leave the camp. And I have to prepare them.”

“Ok. I’m glad I get to leave the camp and go to my new house with other Red Dick’s foxy-tailed girls. That is what they call us? No?” she asked, before taking a drink from the bottle.

“Yeah, they do,” I answered.

“So, we are special? I like being special,” She said beaming with my cum running down her thigh. “Rob thinks I am special, too.”

“You know down the hall the doctors are going to evaluate exactly how special you are. You ready to go see them?” I didn’t want to seem like I was pushing her away. “I’ll see you at chow time, ok.”

She nodded. She bent over and put the tail-accented buttplug back in her ass. She groaned as the spade passed through her sphincter. Once in she swung her hips side to side testing the tail’s movement. Satisfied she got her other clothes and walked out of the room. Her tail swung sexily between her legs that had semen dripping down them.

As I watched her go down the hall to her next appointment, I was sure she still deserved the tail she’d just put back in. Nothing I or Terry or Marie did, did anything to change her mindset. She was still wired to be a slut and enjoy sex most all the time. After all, she was still willing to fuck most guys but they had to work flattering and engaging her on a personal level. Only, most of the soldiers weren’t willing to do that when five or six other girls with tails were willing with minimal effort.

The other parts of the training center had also gotten into a groove. The students played their perverted game of tag almost every time they were let out to play. The modified port-o-let was only used a couple of times a month. One of the local men or women would lose their mind. They’d start throwing stones at the kids or women who’d been through the interview process. And, started wearing the required clothing, they’d learned about. A few of the first women interviewed had already started showing signs of pregnancy, their breasts were fuller and flushed.

After a couple of weeks, the students had grown accustomed to being naked. The boys while rambunctious weren’t as rambunctious as boys were in the states. I guessed the food they gave the boys was laced with estrogen. If delayed puberty and keeping them less aggressive was the goal it was succeeding, but not perfect.

Looking through Megan’s classroom window one day I saw how she had been directed to punish a boy. She had a large woman in a burka with only a netted covered eye slit yelling in Arabic for the boy to get into a stockade. With the boy positioned the woman in black broke out a whip and began flogging his penis and balls. Flipping the boy over, she had a couple of the girls straddle his waist and piss on the reddened penis and balls. When I walked back by after getting fresh air, the old woman in the burka had pulled up her clothes exposing her hairy wrinkled, and liver-spotted legs. Her equally old pussy with a crusty, white ring around it was being put on the boy’s lips. I couldn’t imagine how nasty the uncared-for slit would’ve tasted.

I was told by Terry the girls’ punishment was similar but the secondary message wasn’t to avoid women’s pussies. The same woman in the burka would come in and put the girls in the room’s stockade, and whip the girls’ hairless slits. The whole time the woman was reddening the girls’ she would quote in their native tongue. Devout do not display their beauty except what is apparent, and they should place their khumur over their bosoms. O Prophet! Say to your wives, your daughters, and the women of the believers that: they should let down upon themselves their jalabib.” Then the teen girls were forced to put on the small chemical-treated burka and rub the fabric between their legs and ass cheeks. They had to wear the garb for at least four hours. The girls were one big chemical blister by the time their punishment was over. After which, they wanted nothing to do with the burkas or the religion that embraced them.

After a month and a half of touch and feel sex-ed, Megan asked me if I would come into her class for some show and tell. She’d one of the misbehaved locals coming in also. I asked her what I would be showing and telling, she said, “You’ll find out.”

When I walked into her room in my shorts, she instructed, “Students this is Red Dick. He is the originator of the foxy tails. You know all those pretty girls with their bushy tails walking around and so popular with the men that protect you. I brought him and one of your local men in to help explain some things.” Turning to me and the soldier guarding the man in chains she said, “drop your pants, boys. We are doing a penis comparison of locals and soldiers.”