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Date of first publication in Mr Double's Palisade :
Tuesday, November 05, 2013

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Filename: speciale.txt
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story_codes: MMMM+/gg (11,8), first, oral, anal, rape

story_intro: Two young sisters are attending science fiction convention when they encounter some very realistic looking Klingons. Their make-up, costumes, and props are too good to believe, let alone the large interior of a ship they somehow managed to fit in a small room. But then the girls get an unwelcome encounter in what Klingons apparently like to do with tight little human females.

story_language: English



Special Effects

Written by madvlad


	Lauren tugged at the hem of her mini-dress while looking in the hotel room mirror. She was wearing a red uniform dress like the female crew wore on the original Star Trek Series. It was supposed to be form-fitting and high on the leg and the eleven year-old was trying to see how she compared.

	"I can see your underpants," Jessie giggled.

	Lauren frowned at her eight year-old sister's remark, but Jessie was sitting so she could look slightly upward at the right angle. Still, Lauren tugged on the dress again, making sure she was properly covered. Well, it was supposed to be very short. As far as the form-fitting part - Lauren wished she had more of a figure.

	She was slightly built and didn't have enough hips to sway like those women on television did when they wore similar outfits. Her slender legs were nicely toned, but they were not a woman's. At least she didn't have to shave them. And she was painfully aware of the absence of anything on her chest pushing out the front of the dress. Her breasts had only begun to grow and the two tiny nubbins weren't large enough show through the costume.

	But Lauren had discovered secret about her small but sensitive new mounds. When she tugged on the dress, the friction made her nipples stiff. She really liked it and decided to forgo her training bra so they could be rubbed. Once, she even felt something really neat in her pussy. That was even better although she blushed at the presence of something making her feel like that.

	Lauren and Jessie had been attending science fiction conventions with their parents since they were in diapers. These were huge events for their parents, who were both fans and had a thriving internet business dealing with memorabilia and the like. This time, the girls would be allowed out by themselves in the evening. Since they had plenty of convention experience, they knew what to do and what not to and their parents were only a cell phone away. It was nice for their parents who could enjoy the grown-up parties unencumbered and the girls were thrilled to finally be on their own. 

	"How do I look now?" Lauren asked.

	"Okay. Can we go now?" Jessie asked impatiently.

	Lauren guessed that Jessie's desire to go to the costume party overrode her desire to tease her big sister. With another quick tug on her dress, Lauren decided she was ready to go.

	"At least no one will see my underpants," Jessie said as they left the room.

	Jessie was also wearing a Star Trek uniform, but a shirt and pants worn in the Next Generation series. Both girls thought it was kind of cool since the older one was wearing the older type of uniform and the younger was wearing the newer. Both sisters shared the same brown eyes and light brown hair. Lauren wore her tresses shoulder length and parted on the side while Jessie's was longer and hung straight down.

	The girls shared the elevator to the main floor with Chewbacca from Star Wars, a couple of other non-descript aliens, and three Men in Black. The convention area featured two large ballrooms- one for merchandising and exhibits and the other for large presentations and tonight's party. Then a series of smaller rooms for other lectures and clubs were arrayed in several hallways. They were just inside the area when a huge man dressed in Klingon garb and make-up blocked their way.

	"Starfleet!" he growled. "I am Garlok. You come with me."

	"Gary?" Jessie peeped.

	Gary was the nominal "captain" of a group of Klingon fans the girls saw at each convention. He was as huge as this Garlok character, but Gary's mass was mostly fat while Garlok was all muscle. And as Gary had sensitivity issues with contact lenses, he always wore glasses. Garlok did not - and his costume and make-up were perfect.

	Gary and his group were pretty funny - always making kids laugh, so the girls weren't put off by this new menacing character. His outfit and weapons were "way cool" in their eyes and they were eager to see what other stuff he had.

	There was a door to a room they weren't familiar with and Garlok pushed them inside a darkened room. Lauren knew that Klingons were supposed to act aggressively, but she didn't like being shoved - especially into a room that was pitch black. Yeah, she knew she was kind of geeky being into all of the science fictions stuff, but there was only so far she would go with the role playing.

	Her thoughts were interrupted by an odd sound and a brief sense of disorientation. Then it was gone and the room was lit in a low red glow.

	"Whoa," Jessie breathed as the two girls looked around the room. It had been decorated to look like the inside of a Klingon ship. Even the ceiling looked authentic.

	"What just happened?" Lauren asked Garlok.

	"Transporter," he grumbled as he pushed them out into the corridor.

	This time, Lauren didn't seem to mind being shoved as everything they passed looked startlingly realistic - like something from a film set but maybe even better. She was starting to wonder how all of this stuff had been fit into a room when she and Jessie were led into a larger room that looked like a shipboard mess hall. There were another twenty or so people dressed as Klingons; their make-up and costumes just as good as Garlok's.

	"Starfleet wenches!" Garlok bellowed and the other Klingons replied with hearty growls.

	One of them stepped behind Jessie and grabbed her by the arms while Garlok picked Lauren up with dizzying speed and slammed her face-up on a table. Lauren was stunned for a moment which was all it took for another Klingon to yank her dress up over her head. Her arms where still caught in the sleeves when she screamed and started to struggle. But it was of little use as her dress was completely removed while two others wrenched her boots off.

	"Human girls are so much fun - and so tight," Garlok rumbled with lust as he climbed onto the table. "And this little one looks like she's trying to be a woman."

	After months of wondering whether anyone would ever notice her budding tits, Lauren yelled and thrashed as Garlok squeezed one of her little nubs. One Klingon held her by the wrists while two more each held an ankle. She could hear Jessie crying and looked to see her struggling against the Klingon who was holding her. But at least she was fully clothed.

	Garlok eyed the writhing preteen, clad only in her panties, held down on the table beneath him. Her titlets were hardly noticeable, but they felt fun as he now pinched and twisted them both. Leaning down, he sucked one of them into his mouth. She was quite succulent and she howled beautifully as he used his teeth to chew on it. After masticating on the second one, he observed his work. The child's new breasts were reddened and festooned with teeth marks.

	Satisfied with this foreplay, Garlok gripped the front of Lauren's panties and tore them away with one strong yank. The girl's pussy was hairless and slightly fleshy with her labia clamped firmly together. It was time to change that last part.

	Garlok heaved a gobbet of spit into his hand and rubbed it on the head of his dick. Lauren hadn't noticed him undoing his pants but now hollered even more loudly when she saw his menacing hardness. Although completely inexperienced with sex, she had been taught enough to know what a penis was and where it went.

	He planted his dark purple glans against the struggling eleven year-old's soft cunt and with no fanfare, hunched into her. Lauren's screams bounced off the room's metal interior as her hymen was torn. Garlok was merciless, using her blood as lubricant while pounding his way further and further into Lauren's tight virgin sheath. He still had a few inches to spare once he reached the end but was determined to add more.

	With a battle cry, Garlok heaved his bulk against the screaming child, battering her cervix until it gave way. Lauren went silent, her eyes rolling up in her head. Something was pressed against her neck and hissed, injecting a stimulant that took away the comforting darkness and forced Lauren to experience her rape in full. Garlok fucked happily, his prick bruising the slick and clasping inner walls of Lauren's prepubescent pussy. Her forced open cervix provided a stiff ring of friction near his head as he fucked directly into the little girl's womb.

	Now completely penetrated, Lauren was motionless, only weeping quietly as the huge man thrust between her spread legs. The motions made it seem like she was being pushed and pulled apart inside. Aside from her sobs and Garlok's heavy breathing, there was another, thick gooey sound that Lauren sickly realized was her own blood from all of the tearing that had been done inside her cunny.

	Garlok growled and Lauren shuddered as something thick and slimy invaded her uterus, joining the bulbous end of the cock that was already there. From what she had been taught, Lauren knew it was sperm and could only pray that she didn't get pregnant. She hadn't had her first period yet. The stuff kept coming - and it was very hot. So hot it felt like it was roasting her delicate sex organs. She groaned and then watched with horror as Garlok wrenched his gory prick from her battered twat.

	"Next!" he yelled and another Klingon happily took his place on top of her. The new guy drew a small scream from Lauren as he jammed his meat into her little snatch, making it stretch again as he plunged all the way in.

	Jessie was still crying, but had stopped squirming when she saw Garlok pull out of her sister. He had this thick yellowish fluid laced with blood covering his length. Jessie could see more of the same stuff oozing from her sister's twat before the next Klingon blocked her view.

	Her clothing was pulled off until she was down to her underpants and she was placed on another table, her legs pulled apart. Rough hands fondled her sleek little body, pinching and squeezing her smooth skin. Then her panties were ripped away and a Klingon knelt above her.

	"I am Kon," he announced. "I will be your first."

	Jessie tried to protest the impending horror, but was unable to produce any sounds beyond a stammered string of N's. Kon could practically smell the child's fear as he rubbed his spit-smeared head against her bald young twat. It was smaller and a little pudgier than her older sister's. Her mound opened, the lips thinning as they stretched while Kon pushed his way to her tiny entrance.

	The others gathered around him were chanting something as he readied themselves and then cheered as he brutally lanced his way through the eight year-old's maidenhead and into her untried pussy. Jessie's voice returned in a series of screams as the man hammered his way through the meaty passage of her childish virgin cuntlet. At last, something stopped him and Jessie felt some small relief through the miasma of her agony that this thing inside of her could go no further. She didn't know what a cervix was but quickly learned that there was something else that could hurt as Kon savagely forced his way into her undeveloped baby chamber. She too, nearly passed out until she was injected with stimulants. The little girl lay trapped beneath her sweating, heaving assailant and felt every part of every brutal thrust that tore into her.

	Kon felt the urgency in his balls as he fucked the little girl. She was just as tight and juicy as she had looked. Raising himself up on his hands, he admired the view without breaking stride. Jessie's pale pubis and inner thighs were marred by the crimson of her deflowering and he could see her lower belly bulging with each thrust of his monster cock. He spewed his hot jism into the child's unready womb, watching her reaction as she was inseminated.

	Jessie cried as something like hot lava filled her loins. She didn't understand what this meant at first. But she got some understanding when the Klingon pulled out and proudly displayed his foul member. She moaned as she felt the thick yellow stuff mixed with her blood and slithered out of her ravaged young cunt.

	"Now you're a woman fit for a warrior," Kon growled at her.

	And then another warrior was soon pounding into the helpless eight year-old, making her childish sex pull and widen as it slickly molded to his rampaging cock. Jessie soon lost count of the men who used her.

	Lauren was on the floor, positioned on her hands and knees while a Klingon took her from behind. No matter how many pricks had been stuffed there, her pussy was still on fire with pain. But Lauren's protests went unheard as little could escape her mouth while another Klingon's meat fucked in and out of her throat.

	Lauren could feel the heat of previous loads of cum she had taken down her gullet. It matched what had been repeatedly injected deep in her twat. She had heard Jessie screaming somewhere before but had hoped her sister was at least being left alone. As the man in front of her sent pulses of more jism down her throat, Lauren had the idea that they could not do too much to Jessie since she was so little. After all, Lauren could barely take it as it was and feared the kind of injuries she had already endured.

	When the man in her mouth grunted and got up, Lauren's hopes were dashed. With her view clear, she could see Jessie's white buttocks pressed to the floor, her legs folded on top of her while a mammoth Klingon pumped his thick cock into the smooth, impossibly widened entrance between the little girl's legs. Rivulets of blood still poured from Jessie's abused snatch, with more of it streaming into the crack between her formerly pearly ass cheeks.

	The Klingon came, sending spurts of bloody jism fountaining from the eight year-old's overstuffed twat. He stood up and stepped aside, letting Lauren watch while her little sister was turned over and placed on her hands and knees. She got a glimpse of Jessie's little body looking so helpless as two large men took her at once in her mouth and her cunt. Then another Klingon got in the way and force-fed Lauren his meat.

	Jessie's ass was turned toward the floor, but several feet up from it while the man who held her by the waist savagely plumbed her torn pussy. She had nothing to say about that as her head was tilted back to accommodate the prick reaming her throat. The eight year-old remained trapped like a piglet on a spit until the two rapists simultaneously shot their painfully hot loads into her. The next man between her legs paused and raised her rear end up.

	Using his thumbs, he pried Jessie's ass cheeks apart, looking at all of the blood and jism her multiple pussy rapes had since deposited on her ass. Judging her sufficiently lubricated, he barked an order to the man about to plug the girl's throat.

	Jessie was turned over and lowered to the floor on her hands and knees. By this time, she was no longer resisting and simply accepted a resumption of a double rape in a position she had already been used in before. A Klingon cock passed through her lips and made her gag a little before it reached further into her throat. But the man behind her was aiming his dick too high and...

	The man in her throat came unexpectedly as Jessie's throat vibrated against his shaft with a powerful scream. He pulled out, swamping her face with more scalding cream as her screaming burst free.

	The man behind her rumbled with pleasure as Jessie's tiny anus was forced open, finally tearing under the tremendous force of his thrusts. Her rectum was stretched abruptly, twisting around his invading cock as the eight year-old's final virginity was stolen.

	Lauren's eyes rolled in an attempt to locate her little sister. The screaming was incredible and finally the man in her mouth pulled away to turned her head so she could see Jessie being anally raped. At first, she didn't understand what was different, but the man nailing her cunt carried her closer and laid her on the floor so she could watch her baby sister's ass being broken in. More blood seeped from Jessie's defiled rear end as the heavy meat sawed in and out of her.

	Lauren wept for her sister, barely registering the latest load of cum to be deposited in her ravaged womb. The Klingon who had stopped fucking her throat now went to her legs, telling her he still had to cum. Leaving Lauren on her back, he raised her legs and ass until he had access to her unused bung hole. Lauren joined her sister in screaming as her asshole was lanced and then felt Jessie's experience of having hardened man meat ripping into her guts.

	Jessie's cries had finally died away. Since she wasn't making any amusing sounds, her mouth and throat were once more pressed into service. The Klingon behind her bellowed triumphantly and the little girl endured his blasts of jism as they burned their way deeper inside her. When the man withdrew, she felt a new hot gush of fluids soil her legs. And she was not surprised when she felt the next prick cramming its way inside her ass.

	Lauren blinked, not sure of where she was. Everything had been a dizzying, agonizing mess. Her body was throbbing and aching in so many places at once. She was once more on top of a table, but no men were using her. Gingerly raising her head, she looked at the bruises everywhere and at the bloody tooth prints on the modest breast buds she had once been so proud of. From the waist down, she was covered in a gory film of blood and thick gobs of stuff that had issued from her rapists' cocks.

	She turned and saw Jessie on the next table, looking similarly ill-used. The smaller girl's flat chest wasn't nearly as bitten, but the Klingons had more than made up for it judging from the bites on Jessie's little round buttocks.

	She saw a Klingon approaching Jessie with some device in his hand that emitted a low warbling sound and had flashing lights. Jessie moaned softly as the device was slowly moved over her body. Dully, Lauren turned her head as another Klingon did the same to her. She was too weary to be frightened anymore and wondered why, after everything they had done, the two Klingons were content to play with some weird props.

	The ache in her throat had gone away. Lauren noticed this while the man was holding the device over her chest. As he moved down, Lauren lifted her head and noticed the bite marks on her titties were no more. This couldn't be happening. She figured she was hallucinating as the thing was held over groin. An itching sensation inside may have been her uterus and cervix being repaired, but nothing made much sense anymore.

	"Lauren?"

	Lauren turned to find Jessie looking at her in confusion.

	"Lauren, it doesn't hurt anymore."

	'I know."

	But Lauren didn't know. She didn't feel any pain. Had everything else been a trick? Then the man in the Klingon costume by her side picked up a different thing and held it close to her pussy.

	"Think of this as payment for services rendered," he said with a lewd grin.

	Lauren's body jerked as something happened between her legs - something in her pussy. The little frisson she had experienced before when she was rubbing her nipples with her dress was sort of like this but only this time it was much stronger. She was getting wet in a strange way down there and her legs were shifting of their own accord. As everything began to condense and throb in her pussy, she gasped once and tried to speak. But then it felt like something in her sex sent a warm flood tingling through her body and she convulsed. The moan escaping her lips was very adult.

	Lauren's mind fogged for a bit, and then cleared when she heard Jessie squealing. Her naked little sister was quivering on the other table until she suddenly went silent.

	Neither girl felt very strong as their Star Trek uniforms were put back on. Only their shredded panties remained, kept as souvenirs by the conquerors. Garlok ushered them back to the first room where they felt the same queer sensation before everything was dark. A door opened and Garlok ushered them through it.

	"You can report this to your Security forces if you wish," he sneered. "But we have removed all evidence."

	They stood in the convention area, dumbfounded as the door closed behind them. There was no sign of the man who called himself Garlok.

	"Lauren, I want to go to bed," Jessie said softly.

	Lauren wanted the same thing. Aware of the cool air licking at her bare, moist pussy, the eleven year-old kept her hands on her hem, keeping the dress pulled down as they went to the elevator.

	Back in the room, Jessie changed into her pajamas, pausing to stand naked before the mirror as she vainly tried to find any sign of injuries. Lauren did the same and went one step further. Carefully, she inserted a finger into her cunny, surprised to find her virgin barrier in place and apparently intact. Jessie sat on a bed, her eyes wide as Lauren examined herself.

	"Was it all make-believe?" Jessie asked when Lauren was done.

	"I don't know."

	The following morning, Lauren and Jessie, physically feeling no worse for wear, returned to the convention. The painful memories of the rapes were there, but neither girl was quite sure what had been illusionary or not. Surely they couldn't have imagined such a thing. But each quite clearly remembered the reality of their pussies dripping as they felt their first orgasm.

	Lauren sort of knew what an orgasm was and did her best to explain it to Jessie. Jessie said she hoped she could do it again, but didn't want all the bad stuff to happen again. Lauren knew just how she felt.

	As they approached the place where they had met Garlok, another large Klingon approached. He was wearing glasses.

	"Hi Gary," Lauren said.

	"Hey Lauren. Hi Jessie," the fat man said. "Hey, did you guys see any other Klingons around - ones with killer costumes and make-up and gear?"

	"Um, we saw some last night, right around here," Lauren answered.

	"They took us through there and had a ship," Jessie added as she pointed to the same door from last night.

	Gary cocked his head.

	"I don't think so. That's just a storeroom - too small for much of anything," he said.

	The girls held their breath as he opened the door, revealing a small room filled with folding chairs on push carts.

	"See?" he said.

	"It was so weird," Lauren breathed. "We felt like we were in a transported and they had all of these sets like a Klingon ship."

	Gary grinned ruefully and shook his head.

	"Maybe it was the real thing," he suggested before his shoulders sagged and he waddled off. "I should only be that lucky."

	


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