Chapter 140: Molly’s Run

What the heck did the mystery machine do last night and what is in the slot that opened?

When I went over and looked into the slot I saw there were multiple smart card IDs like my top-secret badges. One just had Smith on it, my picture, and three QR codes instead of letters. On the back it had a huge set of different types of digital patterns. One looked like the one on the back of my Dad’s insurance card. The rest I couldn’t even guess at. There was another one with Smith on it that had Molly’s picture. She also had a state ID with Molly Smith on it and a Top-Secret government contractor badge. She now even had two credit cards, complete with security chips, with her picture in the corner. The machine started to make noise again as soon as I took the badges out. It didn’t take long before I had a state driver’s license from Tennessee in the name of David Smith. I thought it was done until the computer beeped.

On the small LCD screen was a message telling me to get a cartridge out of a slot in the side of the computer base and put that in to the mystery machine printer.

Yeah. So says you. The only place I even saw a slot was the one that opened to give the IDs. That one closed as soon as I got the Driver’s License out of it. What sort of magic is it going to do now?

It wasn’t exactly magic, but it was still cool. A panel popped open on the front that had a place with LEDs blinking for me to put in the cartridge from the front of the computer base. When it was snapped in, the front closed so tightly that I couldn’t even find a seam that I knew was there. It started to make noise again so I headed into the bathroom to take care of things so I didn’t have to worry about needing to crap at the airport or on the plane. When I came out the computer beeped at me to get whatever had come out of the mystery machine and then close the cabinet back up.

A different slot was open this time.

How is that even possible? The front cover is solid and the back has the slot that opened before. Is this some sort of super changing material based from alien spaceships or something?

What I pulled out looked like two small notebooks, at least until I turned them over. The machine had printed us each a U.S. passport with David and Molly Smith on them. Inside there were stamps from different countries along with the dates we were supposed to have visited there. Some we did together, others were different. When the computer beeped there was a message that these were real valid passports as far as every part of the world is concerned. All port of entry and departure records have been backstopped in the US and every country we were supposed to have visited. It even said we had been put on any flight manifests for airlines that had empty first-class seats where the files still existed in digital form. That included all backup systems and even a few is said were air-gapped.

What the heck is an air-gapped computer?

The final pop-up said that we needed these passports specifically to keep the airlines off our backs. Their records would indicate we had flown unaccompanied to international destinations frequently over the last five years, always in first class. Otherwise they won’t let us board the plane even if we paid the fee to have the staff watch over us from point A to point B.

That at least makes sense. Does Molly even know where we are going?

Just to be sure I was ready to go I got my all access badge from the slot in my laptop and put it in the card case. I was planning on bringing my laptop too and didn’t want to risk it showing on x-ray.

I bet it was made to show up like regular laptop on X-Ray instead of showing what was really inside it.

Before I could walk away from the computer it came up with a message that it was printing paperwork for us to travel with courier status anywhere we didn’t want you have our bags searched. It printed on my normal printer so it was done quickly. I gave what it printed a quick read. From what I could tell it gave us diplomatic immunity so we didn’t have to deal with customs in any country, except the US, when we came back. No country wanted to have an international incident from messing with couriers.

I have no idea why we would need to say we were couriers like that. I hope we aren’t getting into something that could get Molly hurt or killed.

I remembered thinking about what all we could be going to do as I headed to my car. Before I could get it started Molly sent me a message to tell me to get my dark contacts and two specific pairs of goggles.

When I got to the long-term suites, where her family was living while their house was rebuilt, Molly pulled me inside to the bathroom. I thought she wanted a quickie. Instead we found Nelly sitting naked on the counter with her knees to her chest and arms wrapped around them. She jumped into my arms as soon as I got close.

“I have a secret and Molly told me not to tell anyone about it, ever, except for you,” she said as she whispered in my ear. “I found out why I was touching your icky ding dong and rubbing it on my kitty. I didn’t even know I had watched Dolly doing that to boys before she got them to put their wieners in her hole. She really likes them putting it in her hole, a lot. All the boys seem to like her to do that with them. You were so super nice that I didn’t even know I was trying to do what she did with boys because you were so super nice to me. I wanted us to feel great like she did with those boys. Molly says Dolly should never have let me see her to do those private things. I’m too little inside to even do it with any boys for years. Mommy is going to take me to a doctor that is going to make me not want to do that anymore. I hope when I’m all grown up that you will do that with me for real. I will be all ready to do it then.”

Well that is one way to explain it to her and make her want to go get her head shrunk. She is a sweet little girl. Dolly really screwed her up with what she did.

When my phone dinged with a message from Molly I was confused. She was only wearing a t-shirt just long enough to be below the open gap girls have between their legs. She saw me look and turned her wrist toward me. On her arm was an ultrathin smart watch. It exactly matched her skin tone and the screen had some sort of skin toned glass that only changed when the screen turned on.

Cool!

When I looked at her message it asked me if I had found some way to get her some ID.

With Nelly watching, closely, Molly got down and started to suck my dick. She was doing a damn good job as I pulled out the ID cards. Without missing a beat, she moved the watch where she could see it and quickly did something that verified everything. The debit card was directly tied to a new account that automatically transferred money from her account where the Molly Speaks app sales were deposited. In the time it took for Nelly to tentatively reach out toward my balls, Molly had sent me a message that the debit card always had full access to fifty grand in cash and two hundred thousand in credit on her credit card. Then she moved her left hand and began to stroke my dick as she used her right to stop Nelly’s hand from touching my balls. She pushed Nelly’s hand on top Nelly’s mound. When I looked over a minute later Nelly was going to town on her clit as she started at Molly sucking me off. When I came Molly pulled back enough so that Nelly could see it shooting into her mouth.

“Nelly doesn’t remember, but she is curious now about boys. I promised to show her semen squirting out like it would do inside her when she was trying to make a baby with a man. She knew there was no touching, but she didn’t know she was doing it,” Molly’s message told me. “If I left you alone in here with her now she would be trying to get you buried inside her and riding you until you came inside her without a clue why or how it could even fit inside her.

After she buttoned me up she used Nelly’s fingers to show me the wetness that was leaking out between Nelly’s legs. Then she showed Nelly the wetness between her own legs. Both girls went to the sink to wash themselves before Molly pulled me into the room she was sharing with her siblings. Dolly was there looking really bummed out. When I reached out to her she pulled back like I was going to hit her or something. Once she saw I had my arms out to give her a hug she had me pulled into a very tight hug right before pushing her face into my chest and crying for a bit. I got a big kiss on the cheek before she told me to get out of here or her siblings would get a sexual education lesson right here and now.

You know it is mean, but she does need it.

With my back to her siblings I was able to slide my right hand down inside her sweatpants and panties. She was soaked! A few flicks of her clit took her over the edge without me even needing to give her any orgasm energy. It was good she was still holding on to me because her legs buckled. When she was able to stand on her own again I slid my hand out of her pants.

I got a kiss on the cheek and she whispered, “You have go now. Please. Molly said you have grown even bigger. You’re bigger now than any I have had inside me. I need a big dick to fuck me raw, just not yours and not right now.”

Molly had gotten dressed and sent messages to her mom that we were leaving now. We were out the door by nine and eating the fast food we picked up on the way to an airport. We still had a two-hour drive.

It was good we had the credit cards. otherwise we couldn’t have picked up the tickets at the kiosk. That helped us a ton. We still had to go to the ticket counter to check in for our unaccompanied minor babysitters, but that was an express line specifically for special accommodations. Molly had told me, over her app, that this airport would be treating us like babies still in diapers. It didn’t matter that we were both fifteen. She wasn’t far off. When we checked in at the special accommodations counter the woman there looked appalled that we didn’t have an adult with us.

“Ma’am, our parents are very busy people. We don’t need to have them holding our hands like we are little kids. I haven’t taken any of my plane trips at all this year with my parents,” I told the woman as I handed her our passports.

I watched her look them over closely. In her head I could tell she was doing some math to match up when we started taking trips on our own. Since she didn’t look that bright it was obvious when she assumed that with the same last name that we were siblings.

Let her think what she wants. It doesn’t matter anyway.

She finally got over herself to do whatever the computer said was required and soon we had three women come to be our escorts. Instead of going through the normal security lines, we went through a more private security check station. The room had one of the body scanners, but we didn’t even have to go through that because of our unaccompanied status. They had us empty our pockets, which didn’t include our badges or passports, as they searched our bags quickly. The only bag they decided to send through x-ray was Molly’s carry on. I was standing where I could see the x-ray screen. I had to bite my tongue to keep from laughing. In a side pocket she had a dick shaped vibrator. It went back and forth through the x-ray machine three times before a man at the other end pulled her bag off to the side. Molly was there waiting as he unpacked the whole backpack and didn’t find the vibrator. It went back through x-ray and there it was again. This time he found the hidden inside pocket and pulled it out. He had a completely confused look on his face as he looked between Molly and the vibrantly colored dildo. Molly gave the man a stare that made him cringe.

I doubt he has had to deal with dildos all that often.

She was pointing over at me as she said, “Seriously? Seriously? Do you so have to hold that up in front of him? Now he knows I get horny too! Could you so be a bigger jerk? Jeez. Were you raised in a bar?”

Wow! That was way outside of anything I would have ever expected to come out her mouth. You tell him Molly.

She was so loud when she said it that everyone in the area, including a few girls and a boy about our ages, turned to look to see what was going on. One of our escorts went over to snatch it out of his hand before giving it over to Molly. She stood there waving it around in her hand as she pointed at her things spread all over the inspection table beside her bag. Just for effect I heard it roar to life. It wiggled around so fast that it looked like the faces in the Matrix when the agents were taking them over.

I think the guy is shitting in his pants, I know he busted a nut.

He was trying to put her things back in, but failing miserably. Molly went over, dropped the still vibrating fake dick on the table, and then quickly refolded everything in her very specific way before packing it away neatly. She only turned the vibrator off once she was completely satisfied everything was back in the exact place she wanted it. Reaching into the hidden pocket she got alcohol wipes to clean the vibrator off and then slid it into a sleeve that looked like a rubber. Molly made a big effort of putting it back into the hidden pocket.

Our three escorts rushed us away from there as quickly as possible. We only had an hour before the flight was to leave. Being unaccompanied minors, we had to board first even if we weren’t seated in first class. When we got near our gate our escorts asked if we need to use the bathroom because they had to escort us in. They realized their mistake as soon as I said I had to go. They knew they couldn’t go into the men’s room with me and I wasn’t going to even let them think about saying I was transgendered to get me in the women’s. Molly resolved it by pulling me in to one of the family restrooms. She held the door open for our three escorts until they came in too. Showing no modesty at all, Molly dropped her shorts and panties to start taking a long piss. I went over to a urinal to pee. All three women could clearly see my dick as well as all of Molly’s pussy because she spread her legs wide.

“I don’t get it,” one of the escorts said, “You made a huge stink about the jackass holding up your vibrator where your brother could see it and yet you pee in front of each other? There isn’t any modesty between either of you.”

Molly wiped and pulled her clothes up as she said, “The TSA security screener went out of bounds. On the x-ray it was beyond question it was a sex toy. He had no valid reason for displaying it in such a manner as to ensure he called attention to it. I refuse to allow his lack of discretion, for a female minor no less, go unchecked. Our ages shouldn’t bring into the question how or what we use to stimulate our genitals when pleasuring ourselves. His calling attention to my personal pleasuring device as an attempt to embarrass me was purely asinine.”

I had shaken my dick off, but turned toward her when she was talking to our airline escorts. It was about three quarters hard and I could see all three of the women looking at it when Molly finished speaking. She came over to pull my shorts and boxers down as she held my shirt up so they were getting a good look at my dick.

“Impressive is it not,” Molly asked them as I got fully hard.

Haven’t they seen a dick before? Did it grow bigger again?

All three of them looked stunned as Molly had me shuffle over closer to them with my shorts and boxers still down around my ankles. Why they were staring I had no idea. I was inches away from one of them as that woman reached up to hold my dick and lean in to suck on me. She was doing a fair job when Molly pulled me back and told me to get dressed, didn’t we have to hurry to get to the plane.

When I looked at the three women’s orgasm energy, all of them were showing they would have let me fuck them right here and now. It was odd. I was just a kid with a dick eight inches long even if only a skinny five inches around. Molly’s fake dick was fatter and longer.

One of the escorts said we had at least ten minutes as she was pulling her panties down from under her skirt. Somehow, she had already magically stripped her shirt and bra off without me noticing. The other two women weren’t far behind. Molly had a big smile when she was getting a strip of rubbers out of my bag while I was stepping out of my shorts and underwear. As soon as the first one started to stand, I turned her around and leaned her over the back of the couch. To make things go faster, I pumped her full of orgasm energy and after a minute of pounding her pussy as hard as I could, I made her cum. When I could get my dick free of her clutching pussy I moved to the next one to shove it into her hard. Her plentiful juices squished out as I pushed in and she stayed soaked as I pounded her until she came even harder than the first woman.

As I moved to the third I noticed that she had shaved most of her hair off to let her wear a tiny bikini. I then noticed her tits barely pushed off her chest. I thought she looked younger than the other two. I made myself look inside her for diseases or any chance of me knocking her up. She was clean and safe. She was a virgin! I didn’t hesitate to pull the condom off, quickly got to the sink to wash off the pussy juice from the other two, and then go back over to line up with the third’s pussy.

She should have her cherry popped bareback if it isn’t going to knock her up or give her a disease.

She let out a yelp as I popped her cherry, but soon she was moaning as I took slow, full strokes until her bald pink canoe was ready to ride the rapids. When her juices really started flowing heavily I gave her a good fucking. Her legs were already turning to jelly when she came the first time.

I was working up to dumping a load in her when we heard, “David Smith, Molly Smith, Jerod Johnson, Natalie Long, please return to gate B10 for immediate boarding.”

It repeated as I went even faster as I fucked the third escort hard. I felt myself start to cum and slammed all the way into her. After being sure I milked every drop into her I rushed over to the little kid height sink to wash off my dick with hand soap and water. I got it dried as I looked to see the third escort doing all she could to get her bra back on and then buttoning up her shirt. I noticed her panties were on the floor and cum was running down inside her thighs. I got a wet paper towel that I used to wipe it off her legs. I shoved a big wad of toilet paper in her panties and pulled them up for her to get into place.

Molly and I grabbed our things before hurrying out of the bathroom. The third woman was the only one that seemed willing to chase after us. Well until she tried to stand. If I didn’t know she had just got fucked silly I would have thought she was drunk. As she dropped down on a bench outside the bathroom I got a little wave.

So that is what the well fucked grin looks like.

When we got to the gate we saw two girls. No sign of Jerod.

Right off I saw that Natalie was, well, different. Kind of a mishmash of girl dressed like a boy but looking too much like a girl to work the short page-boy haircut and boy clothes. I made myself not see her clothes first and then told myself to stop seeing her underwear too. That was a bit of a shock. Her tits were bound tight to hide them. What made it odd was that while she had a vagina, uterus, and periods, she also had a real flesh dick sewn on with one fake nut and a pump for the other nut. Under her fake nuts was a nice plump clitoris. She was also about to ovulate too. When I looked closer I saw that he/she/them still needed to sit to pee. I even went so far as to have the place in my head shown me male only hormones in her as blue and female only ones as pink. She was getting a lot of male hormones pumped into her. When she talked her voice was deep for a girl, but perfectly acceptable for a boy. She even had a bad teenage mustache growing. When the person at the desk called her Natalie, she said to call her Nate.

Ok so I get the whole transgendered sexual identity thing going on lately. Dad said that back when he was my age they were just called cross-dressers. I have no clue what to call Natalie though. Does she/he/them have a plan to get all the plumbing re-piped and tear out everything making her female?

We made it to the gate just in time to see that Jerad, though it had been pronounced Jerod, was a girl too. In fact, she was a very cute girl who looked like she was somewhere around my age. What really made her stand out was the clothes she had on. Instead of a shirt she had two different pieces of a sheer, thin cloth that seems to flow around her shoulders, arms and chest, but it barely covered any of her back. Under it she had on a completely transparent pale something that could almost be an undershirt of some form. She was obviously braless. I think her pants were what I have heard girls at school calling Indian Harem Pants. They flowed around when she walked to show they were attached only at her ankles and waist. Instead of being pant legs they were made up of multiple layers of flowing cloth. At the right angle I saw the inside of her legs all the way up to where they are cinched at her waist. It was only a quick glimpse, but I was pretty sure I had seen the left side of the back of her leg and all of her tight bare butt. I had the place in my head make me not see her harem pants and confirmed it. She wasn’t wearing any panties either, not even a G-string. Just as I made myself see her clothes again she turned to face where Molly and I were waiting to go to the counter. I got to see the inside of her other leg all the way up to just about where I could see her pussy. I found out that there was as special panel that made sure that no one could see her most special treasure hidden inside her pants. Well at least below her waist. The fabric at the top didn’t hide anything when she pushed her chest out a bit. She wasn’t huge, but at least a b-cup with dark pink nipples. She gave me a big smile when she saw me looking.