Chapter 443: Roller Coasters and Big Balls

Ellen won’t put anything in there until it stops hurting.

After the doctors cleared Ellen to get dressed, the gynecologist told me that the pills Ellen would be taking, four times a day for two weeks, were more than just antibiotics. They had a lot of different hormones Ellen needed to balance out her body. It also contained meds that would make Ellen’s clit, vagina, and uterus ache if she started to play with herself. Getting aroused without touching herself was ok. An orgasm shouldn’t be possible on the meds, and if she somehow managed to have one, her pussy and clit would ache for hours. Ellen needed to leave things alone so they could heal properly. The gynecologist also said that the pills also had the benefit of reverting Ellen’s sexual development slightly. Her breasts would shrink to back to barely needing a training bra. They were mainly doing this because Ellen’s body was a bit haywire right now. They worried about her ovaries being twice the volume they should be at this point in puberty. On the plus side, Ellen would catch up on the growth chart and begin adding more muscle.

“You will know when the hormones we are giving her finish their job. She will quickly have fast-growing pubic hair, and her clitoris will double in size before her vulva and vagina catch up. Her breast will be back to her current size within a day or two after the sudden rapid growth of pubic hair,” the gynecologist explained. “All of that is dependent on what Molly decides she feels is needed.”

Ellen went to find Asmid to say goodbye after putting her knives and things back where they belonged.

I went to find Bethany. Her tights and panties were on the floor as I seated all nine inches in her oiled cylinder. I revved the engine slightly and then got the motor running. She loved having her cylinder walls honed. Bethany had to pull over to the side to let the engine cool down after it overheated.

She giggled and then said, “I don’t get why people are complaining about getting screwed by the boss. I didn’t mind it all. It was the best I’ve ever had.”

Ellen strapped herself into her car seat, and we were ready to go.

“So, little girl, ready to go on a roller coaster?” I asked as I plotted out a route to the nearest amusement park.

She does, but she can barely stay awake.

“Oh, sorry, kiddo. I guess the doctor didn’t tell you that the meds would wear you down until you get used to them. Take a nap. We will go in the morning,” I told her, and she just nodded before dozing off.

It is pleasant to get out on the road and just kick back to enjoy a drive.

About three, Ellen woke up and needed to pee. I realized that if we were in my Camry, she wouldn’t need to stop. We hit up a rest stop and did our thing. She was so tired that I had to carry her back to the car. I started to get a little worried and called the doctor. I found out that this was part of the treatment. Ellen couldn’t do the things she wasn’t supposed to do when she was sleeping a lot. In the bottle were pills that looked nearly identical. The mark pushed into it was offset to the side and down very slightly so Ellen wouldn’t notice. She said that I wouldn’t have any problems finding the right ones when I wanted to let Ellen not be sleepy all the time.

We were between towns when a cop decided I might be going too fast and wanted to pull me over. I had the cop’s car number before he even got stopped behind me. I know I wasn’t speeding since I set the cruise on seventy. I had hoped that maybe he would tell me I was a great guy or something.

He did the whole put your hands out the window, open it with your right-hand crap with a gun drawn on me. Of course, he cuffed me and then searched me.

“If you woke my daughter, you are going to wish you pulled over someone else,” I warned him as he got my wallet out to get my ID. “Just for your protection these days, you need to have a backup if you are going to get someone out of their car at gunpoint when they haven’t done anything wrong or shown any aggression. Then again, I wouldn’t expect that from you since you didn’t even bother to run my plates. If you had, then it would have saved your boss a lot of paperwork.”

I didn’t know I had some sort of badge-like federal ID card in my wallet now.

Using my implant, I texted the new number I found on my phone. I only needed to send the police car number and badge number for the officer. It worked better than the purple all-access-card signal.

I heard his radio call out to him and then a bunch of codes. I couldn’t see him, but his reply was a bit nervous. He wasn’t quite sure what to do, so he put me in the back of his squad car. The place in my head showed me that Ellen was dead to the world and wouldn’t wake up for hours, so I didn’t have to worry about her right now.

He still hadn’t called in my license or ID, so he was surprised when many black sedans came flying down the other side of the interstate with lights and sirens. Soon they turned around and were in front, behind, and beside us. Men and women with MP5s quickly got out to secure the scene. One woman opened the passenger door to check on Ellen, who was still sleeping even with the sirens as the sedans arrived. A woman came over to the cop, said some words, and then had one of the others get me out of the back of the cop car.

“You can give him his cuffs back, Agent Jones,” so I did, much to his surprise, and they weren’t broken.

To the cop, she said, “Office Dumbass, you are so fortunate that you didn’t wake his daughter. You would have found yourself cuffed naked to your door handle, provided you didn’t act in any way aggressive toward the girl. Now, if you had, that would be a different story. Here, let me show you a little video to ensure you understand that you picked the wrong person to treat like a criminal, especially when doing nothing against the law.”

She got the video pulled up me running PT with the mini-gun and then sparring with the Seals. He at least knew the tattoos and didn’t question that they were Navy Seals.

“He is also a federal agent who could have easily disarmed you placed you under arrest for your actions, but he is an all-around decent guy. You, on the other hand, are just a dick. It will be my pleasure to take you into my custody and deliver your sorry ass to your chief of police, who is getting read the riot act right now for not dealing with your bullshit years ago,” she told him. “Oh, before I forget. Drawing a gun on a federal agent gets you in hot water. But, you see, Agent Jones is a private foster-care provider. Leaving his child in a car with no air conditioning in this heat placed her health in danger. Until I choose otherwise, you are under arrest under the Patriot Act. You have no right to remain silent because no one gives a shit about what you have to say. I can put your ass on a flight to Gitmo to let you rot until I tell someone that you were just a dick that needed to see how it feels to have someone with authority bitch-slap you around. As much as that would please me, David would never allow that to happen. Please turn around and place your hands behind your back.”

She used his cuffs to cuff him.

One of the agents with her stripped him down to his uniform. Another took the keys to his cruiser. We left in convoy until it was safe for them to get over to head off to wherever they were taking asshole to have a chat with his boss.

Did I have that much pull now? Were they in the area and felt like jacking that asshat up to give him some of his own medicine? Why do I even care?

Other than to wake up long enough to go pee, Ellen slept on the drive. I had to use the place in my head to bump her energy levels up to eat dinner after we got to the hotel. I did order her a milkshake and banana split for dessert. She took her pills before bed and fell asleep when I was bathing her because she stunk. Yet one more side effect of the meds, but this was by design. They didn’t want her to go running off hunting either.

In the morning, I gave her the pills that didn’t cause her to sleep. Running around the amusement park all day, since it was almost empty in the middle of the week, wore her out, but she had a blast. For the first time in her life, it was just us, no April, no other kids, and no strays. We did piss off the park by competing against each other to see who could get the nearly impossible to win monster-sized prizes. We could only win one each at every game, but that was fine. The few kids we found around the park were happy to have them.

Ellen told one suspicious mom, “If I wanted a big stuffed snake, I would hunt one down, kill it, and have it stuffed. Same for the bears. Daddy and I are just good at these almost impossible-to-win games. We wanted to see who could win the big prize first. Your two children will have them so that they can remember their trip here.”

We left with things for April, my siblings, Tee, Dee, Bart, Bambi, and my kids that lived in the mansion neighborhood. The park had a service, for three times the cost to have them packed and shipped from the SPU store or Hex-Fed, that would send them back for us. It cost more to get everyone their box with their names on it, but it would be special.

Ellen stayed awake long enough to bathe herself and get her pajamas on. I still had to pull the covers up over her and tuck her in, which I didn’t mind.

She had no idea where we would stay soon, and I dragged it out almost a week. I took us on the old pre-interstate highways to see things like a giant ball made from hay and pine straw bale string. It was always having more added each week. I took her to get her nails done at a spa and then had someone at least try to do something with her hair to make her look a bit more like a girl. We also took her to a place that altered the clothes we brought with us to fit her a bit better. With her chest back to only being big enough for a training bra she wouldn’t wear, I wanted her to show off still that she had some tits. Her clothes fit her body well but weren’t too snug that it restricted her movements any.

I talked to the doctor and updated Ellen’s measurements, breast shrinkage, and other things that she said were already where she wanted them. I still needed to have Ellen take the pills for the next week, but if Ellen got the itch that she just had to scratch, it wouldn’t undo what the doctor had done. I let Ellen sleep in as I finished making the arrangements.

By the time I had her up, medicated, dressed, fed, and ready to leave the hotel, the Lotus was on the way back to my house. I rented us a Jeep so that we could ride with the top down. She was curious why, but I told her she would have to wait. It started getting under her skin when we stopped at the grocery store for a week’s worth of food. I pulled up to the gate, undid the chain, drove in, re-locked it, pulled down the road a bit, and stripped. Ellen didn’t know why, but she was nude in seconds. We put our clothes in our bags and got buckled back in.

You are going to be so in your element for the next week, Ellen.

Ellen saw a group of kids run past us as I got to the office and said, “Daddy? They are all naked. Why is everyone naked?”

“Because I brought you to a nudist camp deep in the woods. Molly brought me here years ago. You need somewhere to finish healing, and where better than a place where you can run around in the woods nude? There are kids your age here, and few are self-conscious about their bodies. Most of those are boys finding out their dicks pop up all the time, uncontrollably. A mosquito could be taking a drink from there, and it gets them hard,” I told Ellen. “We can go somewhere else if you want.”

Was there even a remote chance in a frosty hell that was going to happen?

“You have to wait until we get our things in the cabin and food in the common dining area. If you can stay awake long enough, then you can go exploring. I will warn you that the lake is cold, even as hot as it has been. It was another reason I brought you here,” I told Ellen

“Daddy, I love you so much,” she told me. “I’m glad you found me and made me your daughter.”

I told her the ground rules about being back to the cabin before dark, not playing with herself, or letting anyone play with her, but she could play with them down there if she wanted. I made it clear that it didn’t happen where anyone could see. She would have no problems finding the hiding places where kids snuck off to do those sorts of things. Of course, she had her room in the cabin.

The woman that ran the camp was happy to see that I was back to visit again. I have grown a lot since my last time here.

She did have to know, “How is it that an eighteen-year-old has an eleven-year-old daughter?”

“I found her in the woods and decided to keep her,” I joked. “Really, I did. She lived on her own for two years in the woods around her father’s RV park, surviving off what she killed and picked. Her doctor put her on some meds for a problem the doctor found. Ellen needed somewhere relaxing, and this seemed like the best place I knew where she could roam the woods, nude, how she prefers. Too bad that she is on doctor’s orders that she doesn’t go hunting until done with the meds. Though if you happen to have any animals that are being a nuisance, I’m sure she won’t mind discouraging them from getting close to camp for a while.”

“Now that you mention it, we always have problems with raccoons, but we have heard come coyotes, and people have reported seeing what look to be bobcat tracks,” the woman said.

I grabbed Ellen before she even got the thought through her head and said, “You will not do what you were just about to try to sneak off to do. The camp’s land is well-marked and has fencing around the perimeter. You will not go outside of that perimeter or hunt anything that may have wandered inside that perimeter. If, and only if, you come across these wild animals, and you may encourage them to leave and not come back. No killing any of them unless you, or someone with you, are in danger. Remember, your meds make you stink a lot.”