Chapter 376: Getting Things Sorted

Well, they are all looking more relaxed, but I need to do something different.

The girl that told me about the aura went back to barricade herself in her room. I went to find Ona, who, it turned out, wasn’t hard to find.

“I need solid color, soft wristbands in the primary and secondary colors. One needs to be a solid color for the younger kids that don’t need to be sharing rooms with older kids or adults having the same color. At least something along those lines,” I told her. “A person I just met said she watched how I responded differently to the people on these floors but began noticing a pattern. I want to explore that idea a bit.”

She left for a few minutes and then came back in with a cart that had spools of different materials in the primary and secondary colors, plus black and white.

Ona smiled happily, as she told me, “Our current clientele has different ages of majority, as do our regular guests. The lawyers and medical staff spent years working on a successful system. Their guidance is to have all children in Tanner stages one or two get placed in one group. Tanner stages three, four, and five in another, and the final group is for those eighteen and old. The marriage of young girls to older men is not our problem. If you are doing this to put like needs together, we can color-code the sections as well.”

“We would need to have their nude suits updated. Where did they come from anyway?” I asked.

“The medical ship, David. They scanned their body into a 3-D imager to check many conditions that you wouldn’t usually notice. A slight lean to one side could indicate favoring one leg over the other. It also gave them precise measurements to make those suits. They are helping some kids that want to do what the other kids are doing, naked, but can’t for some reason. Allowing them to show off their nude body in this way takes away some of their aversion to being out around others. While not done at home with the elite families, this is your resort to run how you choose. If the families do not want their child color-coded, they can cut the bands off. It isn’t like they will see any of their children during their stays if they are lucky. Special-needs children are the last ones most parents here want to see because that usually means the kid caused some sort of problem,” Ona told me. “You do seem to have a sixth sense about these kids.”

Faster than I would have expected, Ona had a rolling cart with rolls of the rubber wristband tape, hairband cord, and something else I couldn’t quite identify. All I had to tell the person operating the machine was the color. They have the details for everyone in here, so they could help segregate the kids from the adults and teens from the pre-teens, mostly.

My implant started pinging me the data about why some fully developed older teens went into the younger kids’ groups. Same for some younger kids in the older teen groups. They even separated the adults into subgroups. The adults got restricted to the rooms upstairs and the common areas.

“Everyone,” I said the people here ones speaking English. “You can only go into rooms on your floors that match the exact colors and patterns on your bracelets. We are going to do an experiment that I believe is going to help you enjoy your vacation. I’m going to come around in a bit to check to see what you think.”

I repeated that they only go into rooms that match the colors on the bracelets in multiple languages.

The girl from the soundproof room asked, “So what is the reasoning about the bracelets?”

“What color is the bracelet of whoever caused you to have your meltdown?” I asked.

The girl’s aura is yellow, but the kids she had been around are blues and reds. I walked her over to be with that group. In less than a minute, she was starting to twitch a bit. I then took her over to a group of greens and yellows. That wasn’t as bad for her. Then I walked her down to one of the yellow rooms that matched her bracelet.

“I’m going to strip everyone in this room who isn’t already naked, and then you are going to take a shower with each other. All of you stink like rotten food left in the sun on a summer day,” I told them.

I soon found that whoever designed the bodysuits ensured that they zipped between their legs didn’t have anything that caught hairs or dicks. I saw ties that pulled the material up and out of the way to not shit on it. It was letting them play with each other but only having contact between their legs. I started to strip the girl that had the meltdown and found why she was up on the older teen’s floor. Her bodysuit looked like a little girl still. Her tits were as big as they would get, at least until she put on some weight, as she was not quite an a-cup. That was a stretch, but a training bra was too small. She didn’t have much for pussy lips or much of a noticeable mound. With a mischievous grin, she fished out my dick, got me hard, and deepthroated me.

I didn’t even feel her breathing. She couldn’t be able to hold her breath for close to the ten minutes that it took her to make me cum.

I stayed rock hard, and she jumped up on my arms. Her hand flashed between us to get me lined up, and then she fucked her tight pussy down against my dick until it was fully buried inside her. After she got hers as many times as she wanted, she worked to make me cum in her. I still didn’t go limp, so she pulled off my dick and moved her hips forward to get my dick up her ass. It took longer to get me to cum, but she never stopped doing all the work. She didn’t complain about me holding her ass to let her arms move to get better leverage. The girl came faster when getting her ass fucked than in her pussy. I finally came in her ass and went limp.

“Now you stink too. Fucking and sucking you was fun. I’ve never done any of that before. I always had to watch my back whenever I get naked,” this girl told me.

She spoke a language that most of them knew well enough to get the idea to everyone else. In the shower, I found out they were all virgins in all three holes. None of the girls had cherries. The boys and girls all deepthroated me and had me fuck them up the ass. I didn’t want to do it with the boys, but each time I went to tell them no, my balls were slapping theirs. All the girls had me be the first in their pussy. I ended up doing all the girls four times, dumping a load quickly in each one. After everyone knew each other well, I saw that the boys were rock hard. Back out in the bedroom, the boys had their dicks sucked for a minute by the others. All the boys got guided to sliding their dick into every pussy. The boys appeared to like the feeling but soon pulled out to go to the next girl. The instant that a boy pushed his dick against an asshole, there were off to the races. Each girl started getting rapid-fire orgasms. The boys only came after the girls got theirs. The boys tried each other’s butts and found it didn’t do anything for them.

While the boys were washing, I asked the meltdown girl, “You sucked every dick, tried them in your pussy, and loved them fucking your ass. Does this answer your question? What set you off?”

“I don’t know exactly. I was hornier than ever in my life around them but couldn’t get as close as I wanted. Another person came over and blocked me from where I couldn’t escape anywhere. I had my zipper open enough to touch my pussy. It got stuck. I know whoever was behind me was only trying to help. They reached around from behind to get the zipper fixed and touched my pussy as they worked to get it unstuck. I needed them that badly, but each time it happened, I started to get the feeling that I need to get away,” she said, looking at the floor. “When the person behind me couldn’t get the zipper, one of the kids in front of me tried. First one finger, and then two pushed inside my soaked cunt. My pussy wanted them in there, but the rest of me didn’t want them touching me anywhere else. I started to freak out the closer I came to popping my cork. It was too much. They knew the look and tried to give me space, but I couldn’t see anything well. Each time I tripped over something or someone, the worse it got. When you took me to them, I started to feel I needed to fuck and flee simultaneously. With you, I only felt horny.”

Another girl added, “I felt the same around the kids with red and blue bracelets. The boys here felt good in my pussy, but you stretched us a bit. My ass felt fantastic. I’m going to try to get one to be in my butt when I go to sleep.”

A boy came out, led her to a bed, let her get in first, and rolled over onto his back for the girl to decide her hole of choice. The girl fucked him for a few minutes, got a small cum, and laid down his chest. She was asleep instantly. He was asleep as soon as he squirmed around to get the girl better positioned on his chest.

I tucked all of them in before leaving.

What just happened?

“You took them to a place they all needed to go but were only in there for a few minutes. Thank you for being so gentle for my first time. It was better than I thought. You didn’t see me slip in, and the others didn’t notice either. Having you being my first seemed a fair trade for keeping you from being able to know you were fucking the boy’s butts or them when they fucked yours. You might remember bits and pieces, but we spent weeks in the place you took us. I’m the only one that could tell. I see why you have concerns about being a god,” the girl from earlier said over our link.

A girl around ten pulled me off into a blue room no one was using. She locked the door and hopped into my arms, and started bawling her eyes out. She cried for a long time. This time I felt it when I slid into the pocket of time that flowed thousands of times faster than regular time.

When did I sit down?

She lifted her face from my chest and asked, “Please don’t put me back here. I promise I won’t be bad anymore. I didn’t mean to cause the girl to freak out. I was so gentle, making her feel good inside, and she was begging me to do it faster. I had her almost there when you surprised me by coming onto the floor. You didn’t know you did it, but you sent out the energy that I worked so hard to drain away. It was so much that I lost control for a few seconds, and I pulled her here. I’m so sorry. I only ever found that energy when I tricked someone into making it by doing something they shouldn’t with bad things. The last time someone caught me. They came back in here with me. I liked them, and they were very friendly until they weren’t. I was naughty, so they had to punish me. The people tricked me using the energy I had gotten to send them from here. They weren’t powerful like you. I only wanted the girl to get to feel good like she wanted. You made them all feel great how they never felt before. They all have the same color bands. All of them seem happy and carefree in that room. Did I do good?”

“Your heart was in the right place,” I told her. “Is your real family here?”

She nodded and said, “I’m odd to them, so they don’t notice when I don’t come to meals for weeks or months. As long as I am in a place where I am supposed to be when I can’t be absent, I fight to get there, even if only for moments. I don’t want ever to come back here. Maybe you can do something for me, please? Make me not come here again and reach out to those that can wipe away my memories of it all. I know I’ve lived in this time for thousands of lonely years, but I’m only a ten-year-old little girl. All I want is to be a good little girl and grow up never knowing I did this to anyone.”

Maybe it was instantaneous, or I spent thousands of years doing it there, but when we were in regular time, I had the triplets check her over. Their sister helped. They could find no signs, or even tissue damage, in her brain to indicate that she was anything but a ten-year-old girl who tended to prefer her own company to that of her family for weeks at a time.

Did I go here when putting Paula back together or learning the thousands of katas I can do as fast as my body can physically move?

I was bathing her when three boys and two girls, all wearing blue wristbands, came in and started to strip. They hugged their bare chests against my back before getting into the big tub with the girl I was washing.

“Can you give us a little privacy? I know you have seen thousands of naked girls and boys by now, but I’m at that point where I’m getting uncomfortable with men seeing me naked. You aren’t a bad one, and I could let you hold my naked body to yours forever. It would be ok if we were somewhere else and it was just us, but I’m here with some new friends. We can touch each other all over, naked, which is the first time I’ve ever remembered me not feeling yucky,” a girl told me.

The tub had a hypo-allergenic bubble bath in it, so when I reached into the water, they didn’t see me with my hand between her legs.

“Be gentle with them. No putting dicks, or anything else, in anyone’s butt or pussy. You are two years older than them and know a lot about making others feel better but haven’t been able to try it before,” I told her as I let my fingers slide up her leg toward her pussy.

She reached out to pull her arms around my neck to kiss me. I made her cum hard to burn off the powder keg of orgasm energy driving her to try sex with the other five.

“Bye. We will finish washing your friend,” the girl whispered when she caught her breath.

As I checked the other rooms, I found the yellow bracelet kids all seemed to like anal sex best. They all sucked dicks, and boys fucked pussies, but anal was their preferred way to get off hard.

Blue kids were all in a bathtub, jacuzzi, or hot tub. A few were sent out to take care of getting themselves off so the others could relax without being felt up. Those who got out of the tub slept naked alone or with others wearing underpants or panties. I found that none were virgins and like sex, just not with others with a blue aura.

I went into a room of older teens playing Twister. All those with red aura were wearing t-shirts that came to their waists, but nothing else. All I saw were dry pussies and limp dicks, even when one girl had a guy’s dick smashed against her pussy, from where she stretched to reach a spot with her foot. Not a bit of pussy juice or the tiniest bit of chub.

“We tried naked, but all of us have sensitive nipples. When they touched on someone else’s body, we got horny. I let a skinny dick in my pussy when I can wear my sweatpants with a hole for them to stick their dick through,” a girl told me after she fell. “We don’t want to have sex. We are having too much fun hanging out as naked as we can stand. Thank you for somehow getting kids a lot like me to share a room. Maybe later, I can find you to give me some of your long dick. Right now, please go away. You are causing us all to get turned on because we all want to fuck you. If you are good enough to make babies in Corwin, Skylar, and Mary, it is good enough for us, even the boys.”

When I went to a room with green kids, I found them wearing what they slept in at home. Some slept nude, others in just underwear, and those who wore PJs. They were all hanging out like long-time best friends, playing cards, and girls painting each other’s nails. All were relaxed and calm.