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story_codes: m/g(10), M/ggg & g/g (5, 3, 2), multiple incest, cons

story_intro: A science project by a teenage boy leads to a sweaty and urgent bedroom encounter with his preteen sister. Following the initial success, a patron of the school decides to suit up his tiny granddaughters to rev their little engines.

story_language: English






Doublewood School: The Orgasm Suit

Written by madvlad


Author's Note: Lindsay and Elizabeth are the same girls first introduced in DWS1.

	The fiber web implanted between the thin layers of the suit was checking perfectly through every test done via the test leads attached to it and Chip's computer. Every parameter was on the high end of the performance scale Chip had developed. And he felt like an idiot.

	"Fucking idiot," he muttered.

	The interior layer of the one-piece suit was dark gray and contained the microfilaments that Chip had acquired and arranged. The exterior was a metallic-looking purple. Once he had sent the two layers with the circuitry out to be joined by a slow thermal treatment that would not affect the fiber circuits, he had waited impatiently for a week. 

	A sophomore at the Doublewood School which he had attended since kindergarten, Chip was on a track for any choice of full-ride scholarships to a number of prestigious universities due to his demonstrated genius in math and sciences. 

	A typical fifteen year-old like him would have likely been clueless about sex aside from fantasies as he was more comfortable at the computer or in the books than he was with the opposite sex. But part of the Doublewood curriculum that was kept from outsiders was the prevalent subject of sex which was taught "hands-on" to the students from kindergarten on up. With the addition of a pre-school section a few years ago, even two year-olds were now engaging in some advanced learning.

	Chip had been laid more times than he could count and appreciated it all very much, but he often found himself drifting back to his studies. It didn't help that Wendy, his ten year-old sister, was also a student. Their parents knew about Doublewood's shadow curriculum and encouraged it, but had not made any advances toward their own children. Chip wondered about that but was perfectly happy not to have to actually deal with any situation at home.

	He also had no designs on his kid sister and she had shown the same lack of interest in him. They both knew siblings at school who regularly engaged in incest but for some reason, the idea appealed to neither of them. One of Chip's classmates had several trysts with Wendy since she was in the third grade and had been surprised when Chip didn't want to know anything about his sister's sexuality.

	Mr. Ellsworth was Chip's science teacher. The man was in his fifties and had a gift for getting his students interested in the subject, even those not as inclined as Chip was toward this area. Mr. Ellsworth also loved buggering little girls and had sampled Wendy's ass on more than one occasion. Again, this was a topic that Chip didn't want to think upon.

	Each semester, students had to submit a science project. Mr. Ellsworth had good-naturedly teased Chip in class about the boy's purely theoretical plans. 

	"Testing hypothetical matters is important but good science must eventually be usefully applied," Mr. Ellsworth told him. "In the real world, funding from the government or from private entities comes with the expectations of real world results. Often this is used for commercial applications like HDTV's, cell phones, and the like. And what sells best?"

	"Cars," a boy offered.

	"Clothes," a girl countered.

	Mr. Ellsworth sighed theatrically as he shook his head.

	"Sex!" another boy shouted. "Sex Sells!"

	"Very good, Keith," Mr. Ellsworth chuckled. "I knew I could count on you to remember that. What else could I expect from the young man who tried to list 'Masturbatium' as an element on the periodic table test last quarter?"

	The class laughed along with their teacher. Wiping an eye, Mr. Ellsworth turned his attention back to Chip. 

	"So let's see if the boy who keeps ruining the grading bell curve for everyone else can produce a science project that will sell."

	Using the school's bountiful funds, Chip had been experimenting with artificial neural web technology anyway. So he set about making a fabric what would respond to body movement. When bonded with the right fabric, the micro-filaments he used would react to the miniscule static charge of friction as the flesh beneath the material moved. A second filament would react to the charge and contract as it absorbed the charge and then quickly expand as it discharged back to its natural state. 

	That was a basic description, but what Chip designed was a material that would use the wearer's own movement for power and then use that power to expand and contract. If his theory worked, the fabric movement would produce a stimulus to the wearer, who would then move in response. It was like creating a sustained chain reaction. 

	All of the initial tests were quite promising, so Chip made suits to fit a teenage girl made from both the inner and outer material along with the web of his different micro-fibers which would be sealed between them. The suit would react all over but especially in sensitive areas where the filament web was the densest. Chip had done this in the breast, pubic, and rear areas of the web.

	What he had not accounted for was how the heat process for bonding would shrink the material. So now he had a suit too small for any girl in his class. Yes, the material would stretch as it was designed to be form-fitting, but not that much. He was still cursing himself when Wendy knocked at the door to see what was wrong.

	As Chip explained his shortcoming, Wendy eyed the suit critically.

	"Could I try it for your experiment?" she asked.

	Chip hesitated, unwilling to picture his kid sister aroused. Wendy blushed as she realized this as well. She didn't want Chip to know every detail of her reaction. Desperate to have his suit tested, though, Chip agreed.

	Wendy mumbled something about privacy and went to her room to put the thing on. When she returned, Chip gawked for a moment when he saw his little sister snugly encased in the shiny purple that showed off her ten year-old figure with no modesty. Averting his eyes from the small mound displayed between her thighs, Chip swung his chair to his computer and began asking questions in a strained voice.

	"It was like it rubbed me all over when I walked back here," Wendy said, her voice quavering from her stimulation and embarrassment about telling her brother.

	"Okay, and, um...we can skip this next part since you don't have any, uh, growth up top."

	"Yeah, but my nipples are..."

	Wendy saw Chip's ears turn as red as her cheeks felt as he typed in her response.

	"And is there anywhere else you, ah..." he attempted to ask.

	Wendy nodded and pointed to her crotch when Chip finally had to turn to face her when she didn't answer. 

	"And all over my butt," she admitted.

	"Okay. Uh, thanks. You can take it off now. OH! I mean in your room."

	"Right," Wendy agreed, leaving the room and feeling her legs tremble as the additional movement made her feel dizzy and very needful in a hard way.

	After she returned the suit, Chip noticed how the material inside the crotch was soaked. His penis hardened while he was also unnerved at the evidence of his sister's sexual reaction.

	That night, Wendy lay in bed thinking about how the suit had enclosed her with such delicious invigoration. It was like being erotically massaged by millions of tiny fingers. 

	Since the testing was done for Chip's project, was there any harm in wearing it again? Wendy didn't think so but was too embarrassed to ask Chip. Their parents were out of town that evening for a wedding so she didn't have to worry about them. Chip was a very sound sleeper and she easily stole into his room and took the suit. 

	Stripping her clothes off, she donned the suit, exhaling loudly as the material worked its magic over her supple flesh. Then she went for a walk all over the house.

	Chip snorted awake as someone was shaking him.

	"Chip....help," Wendy gasped.

	Muttering and fumbling, Chip switched on the lamp by his bed. His head jerked in surprise at Wendy's face - she was red and sweating and shaking badly. Then he noticed what she was wearing.

	"Wendy, why are you wearing that? We were done and you should have more respect for my..."

	"Hhhelpp," she wheezed.

	"Oh, uh yeah. How long have you been wearing it?" he asked, trying to see if he could avoid stripping his sister.

	"Thu...th...thrr..."

	"Three?"

	Wendy nodded quickly.

	"Three minutes made you like that?"

	Wendy rolled her eyes and tried to speak again.

	"Oww...erzz."

	"Ow...oh...THREE HOURS? Holy shit!"

	Chip lost his reluctance and immediately unzipped the collar in front. From there, the material could be stretched and pulled to keep the suit as smoothly surfaced as possible without any other zippers or other fasteners. He peeled the suit off of Wendy's quaking form, exposing her smooth figure shining with sweat. Despite her obvious lack of development, Chip found himself getting turned on. Wendy's nipples were reddened and pointing stiffly. And he could smell her sex - not the stronger stuff of the women teachers who had bedded him, but the lighter fragrance he remembered from classmates when he and they were all younger. But there was no doubt that it signals Wendy's arousal.

	Noticing the bulge in her brother's shorts, Wendy grabbed him and pulled his shorts down. No longer was she bothered by any reservations about incest. The over-stimulated girl needed something inside of her. Already over-heated from the multiple orgasms the suit had induced, she needed something inside her and now. 

	Chip was not about to protest when she climbed on top of him. He saw her bald pussy, flushed and oozing juices as she tried to press it to his prick. He took hold of his shaft and held it steady. As she mounted him, her cunt was feverish and sopping around his glans. With a primal cry, she plunged herself down, immediately surrounding her brother's cock with the boiling heat of her tunnel. Her overabundance of juices overcame the difference in size between her preteen cunny and Chip's teenaged member and she jammed herself down to his hilt with one shove.

	The sudden slide of Wendy's slick little twat down his cock set Chip off, spewing semen inside when she came to a stop. They grunted as he filled her and then Wendy groaned.

	"I need more," she panted as she rocked back and forth on his dick. "Please."

	Chip was fully erect in short order. He held Wendy by the waist as she used her legs to bounce herself up and down. Through her sagging mouth, Wendy's tongue hung out slightly. She seemed unmindful of it as she twisted her stiff little nipples. With fierce grunts, she practically raped herself on her brother's cock, seeking and receiving the prize of more hot spunk greasing her snatch. The ten year-old went into spasms as she was once again filled with her big brother's load.

	They went at it two more times; Wendy's slim, immature figure moving in a very mature manner as brother and sister copulated. Chip loved her sultry groans every time he came inside of her. When she was finally sated from her urgent need after the fourth time, he rolled her over onto her back. This time, he was the one taking her, controlling the pace as she sprawled compliantly beneath him. Then she began rolling her hips, moving them in time with his strokes and enjoying one last climax before the hotness of his semen flooded into her.

	It was sometime after nine when they awoke. Wendy felt no instinctive need to suddenly bolt from the bed and remained beside her brother, perfectly content to see her naked and well-fucked. Chip looked over at her and gave her an odd grin.

	"What?" she asked.

	"I have more findings to add to my project report. Everyone is going to know about it and know about you."

	"Well...I don't care," she said with a small amount of surprise.

	Chip rolled out of bed and sat naked in his desk chair. Typing, he called out to her.

	"Why don't you come over here and help me? Make sure I get all the details right."

	Wendy angled her head so she could see him at an angle, focusing on his rising erection.

	"Okay," she giggled. "But only if I get to sit on your lap while you write it."

	One Month Later - Another House

	Miles thought that kid in the school would be a millionaire by the time he graduated. Sure, they had to be careful with how the Orgasm Suit, as it was now called, was sold and distributed. But the underground market would be thriving and there would be plenty of layers of security so that no one would ever guess that this thing was developed in a highly respected school for children.

	Of course, Miles always had high regard for Doublewood ever since he sent his daughters there. They had both grown, attended college, married, built careers and then divorced. By happy luck, they had given him three granddaughters between them.

	His oldest daughter produced April, now five, and two-year-old Janie - both of whom were now in Doublewood. April was in kindergarten and was being taught how to deep-throat a man's penis after several years of licking and sucking as much of Miles' dick as she could. She was already quite skilled at sucking and for nearly a year had been getting carefully serviced in her tiny bottom by her beloved grandpa. 

	Janie was a bubbly tyke who enjoyed sitting on Miles' lap while "Gampa" molested her chubby toddler cunt and ass. She was so proud that she could take his entire prick head in her mouth and delighted when he played that game where the white stuff came out. This year, she had started preschool at Doublewood. 

	On the second day, the teacher mirthfully reported how a little red-headed girl in Janie's group named Lindsay had pulled Janie's shirt up and sucked her fellow two-year-old's nipples. Later in the day, the teacher found them sitting together in a corner with Lindsay's hand down the front of Janie's diaper. When the teacher calmly asked Janie if she liked it, the girl nodded happily. So the teacher guided Janie's hand into Lindsay's Pampers so the pair could pleasure each other. Miles learned that Lindsay's mother and the mother's girlfriend liked to have a threesome with the toddler and he was happy to have some new kinks added to his granddaughter's world. 

	A little more than a month ago, his other daughter returned home with three year-old Elizabeth. She had promised her daughter that her grandfather would teach her all kinds of interesting things. Elizabeth was very shy and Miles decided to take it very slow. Perhaps the professional molesters at Doublewood would be of service when he enrolled her in the daycare. Being almost a year older, Elizabeth was placed in a different class than Janie's and she had been very clingy and reluctant to be left at the school when Miles and his daughter brought her there the first day. 

	By the time Elizabeth came home that afternoon, she had experienced a very busy day. In the morning, her precious little twat was fingered as she sat in a playroom filled with bouncy balls. She hadn't seen the hand that came up from below and had found its way inside her panties, but she had certainly felt it.

	In the afternoon, she had been molested again, this time with her clothes off so she could see everything happening. Cuddling in Miles' lap, she proudly told him about the ladybug sticker she had won when she sucked the "wee-wee" of a little boy in her class until he came. 

	When Miles asked her to show him, Elizabeth got up from his lap and stood between his legs as he produced his hard-on for her. The little girl's eyes were huge as she regarded the much larger member of a grown man. Miles kindly told her how he knew she could suck on him and assured her she wouldn't have to take the whole thing in her mouth like she had done for her preschool classmate.

	Elizabeth sucked hard on her grandfather's prick, managing to take his head in her straining little mouth and was quite surprised when she learned another difference between men and little boys. "Mmmmph!" she cried when gobs of thick, salty cum exploded in her mouth. After her pulling her mouth away, she gave Miles a curious look as the stuff dribbled from her lips. She dabbed at it with her tongue and swallowed a little bit of it.

	Miles had ordered three smaller versions of the suit - all in pink - for his precious granddaughters. Janie had giggled when the suit was slipped over her bare bottom which was unencumbered by a diaper for this evening's entertainment. Each of the children seemed stunned but what they were feeling as they moved about in Janie's nursery, telling Miles about the special tickles they were getting. They looked gorgeous with their tiny bodies tightly encased in shiny metallic pink. Miles put Janie and Elizabeth in Janie's crib and positioned them a certain way. Leaving April free, he promised to return in a half hour. 

	When he came back, April was rolling on the floor, whimpering. Assuring her he would be with her soon, he looked over at Janie's crib, which was rocking slightly. Peering inside, he grinned. A half hour ago, he had put the two younger girls on their sides, facing each other. Then he pressed them together, pushing on each of their behinds so they could learn how it felt to mash their cunnies together. 

	Now, Elizabeth was on her back with her legs wide apart while the younger Janie was lustfully rubbing her pussy bulge against her cousin's. That the two year-old was in control didn't surprise Miles as she was the bolder of the two and had no doubt learned a few more tricks from her little dyke friend, Lindsay. 

	Janie's round little rump bounced invitingly. Reaching in, Miles took it with one hand and pressed down hard before moving the squirming two year-old around in small circles. Janie and Elizabeth whined desperately as the force of their grandfather's hand ground their simmering little cuntlets together with only the micro-thin layers of the stimulating material between them. After their hard, mutual cum, Miles pulled both girls to their feet.

	"You two get to watch April get her cherry popped," he told them as they watched him from the crib.

	Both toddlers were soon rubbing their tiny, pink-clad cunts against the slats of the crib as they watched their grandfather strip April and put her on top of Janie's changing table. He moved the whole thing next to the crib so the younger girls could watch. April was rocking from side to side, one hand rubbing her chest while the other was clasping at her hairless little quim. 

	Miles took April's lower hand away, butting the spongy head of his dick against his granddaughter's plump mound. The soft labia parted and he felt her inner lips pulling tightly around the tip of his penis as he probed against her hymen. He wanted to tease her a little more as she moaned at the lascivious contact in the entrance of her snatch, but she was so hot and juicy that he wanted all of her precious little cunt now. 

	April's cry was nearly feral as her grandpa punched through her cherry. As the five year-old's virgin cuntlet was forced open, the hard movement against her taught inner flesh set her off mightily. Miles had figured he'd have to take it easy after he broke April's barrier, but the kindergartener was thrashing in orgasmic frenzy while being penetrated. He gladly filled her, stuffing a few inches of his meat in her snug, slippery twat until he reached her cervix. 

	Completely impaled as far as her tiny cunt would allow, April endured a long climax before she collapsed on top of the changing table. Miles moved his hips, sliding his cock inside his granddaughter's sex tube. Adding to the filthiness of his fully grown meat plumbing inside a little girl's hairless pussy were the comments from the pair watching in the crib.

	"Gampa go in A-pull," Janie observed.

	Miles felt the pressure in his balls lurch upward as the two year-old innocently described the incestuous defloration of her sister. 

	"They play pee-pees," Elizabeth added, having seen children at play in her more advanced preschool class. "Girls have pee-pees. Boys have wee-wees."

	"Bee-bees," Janie happily chimed in acknowledgement of her cousin's anatomy lecture as she watched her grandfather's thick member churn the gurgling juices in her sister's twat.

	Elizabeth had seen her friend Amber get her cunny filled by men's fingers and the tiny stiff cocks of three year-old boys in her class. Elizabeth had been told she wasn't allowed to have anything go inside her little hole as had some other girls. It was because someone special in their families had to do it first. 

	Grandpa certainly looked like he knew what he was doing and she was fascinated as she saw the thick shaft thrusting in and out between April's legs. April's pee-pee looked very different now and Elizabeth didn't know how Grandpa could get his wee-wee inside her. It must be magic and Grandpa's wee-wee was also a magic wand. Elizabeth was glad she was three so she was old enough to figure this all out.

	Miles jammed his cock into April's pussy a little harder, making sure he was pushing against the tot's cervix when he came. His semen spewed through the miniscule opening, forcing a thick load of sperm into his granddaughter's undeveloped womb. April's titless little chest heaved as she was inseminated. She only understood the physical part of her grandfather's thick cream that she had felt in her mouth before now flooding her body elsewhere. But to Miles, he had now sealed the child as his. She might have other lovers in the future, but it was his seed that had anointed her a woman in her most sacred chamber.

	Mile's thoughts turned to a more lewd train has he pulled out of April's drooling snatch and saw his other two grand-sluts peering at him. Pushing his cock between the crib's slats, he watched Elizabeth and Janie drop to their knees. The well-trained tots began licking him clean. They were both adorable, of course, but the knowledge that Janie was tasting the fluids from her sister's cherry popping gave him an extra burst of lust.

	Miles lifted Janie from the crib and placed her face down on top of April. Pushing down on the toddler's ass, he set the girl in motion as she furiously humped against April's pussy. It was evidenced by both girls' mewling that they were enjoying their sisterly lesbian interlude. 

	Miles then took Elizabeth and held her in his lap as he sat in a rocking chair. He squeezed her little thighs as he pulled them apart and then went straight to the tender mound between them. Elizabeth hummed as her aroused cuntlet was fondled through her thin fabric.

	"Did you like what Grandpa did to April?"

	"Mmmm," she purred affirmatively.

	"When you're a little older, I'll do the same to you. Won't that be fun?"

	"Mmmm."

	"But before then, I'll open up that cute little ass of yours. Do you want Grandpa's fat cock reaming your baby butt?"

	"Mmmm."

	"Of course you do," Miles agreed as he suddenly squeezed Elizabeth's cunny very hard.

	Elizabeth came immediately, twisting her hips as Mile's fingers flexed over her pussy. Once the child was temporarily sated, he laid her back in the crib face up. He turned around and lifted the lustily bouncing Janie off of April. The crotch of Janie's body suit was smeared with April's fluids. Holding Janie high, Mile's lowered her crotch to his mouth. His teeth clamped down on the toddler's pussy, making the girl squeal and kick as she came while he sucked April's juices from the surface of the material.

	Miles replaced Janie in the crib, putting her back on top of Elizabeth. Then he put Elizabeth's hands on Janie's tiny ass. The tykes were now very knowledgeable about what made them feel good and commenced anew with their delightful imitation of grown-up sex as Elizabeth held Janie's squishy buttocks and helped her little cousin grind her twat between her legs.

	April still needed more action in response to her time in her suit and her grandfather came back to the rescue with his erection renewed and ready to satisfy the little girl. The five year-old let out a long breath as the man's hardened meat began burrowing into the warmth of her drippy, needy quim again.




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