Sentient Sperm

Once they got home, Mary took Jeff's hand and led him to one the old, wide wing chair in the living room and pushed him back into it. Her voice got all soft and sexy as she threatened to suck every drop of his sweet cum out of his beautiful balls. Her dirty talking and looks got him nicely aroused, finishing the job she started in the car. She fished his cock out of his pants and they noticed that it had grown a bit more. She purred her approval and rubbed it on her face before she slipped it in her mouth. Humming around his cock and stroking his balls and stomach with her soft hair, she brought him to the brink quickly. He felt the energy build in his balls, and release through his shaft. She climaxed loudly and vibrantly as the new colony merged with the old colony and they rejoiced together. She 'heard' them sing and plan even better things as she felt her pussy juice up.

Jeff felt the beast arise in him again. He felt as if his sperm was in control and was bypassing his rational brain. With a groan, he got up and took off his clothes, popping a button in the process. He pawed off her dress with her enthusiastic help and her scent hit his nose. He buried his face in her fragrant pussy and ate her with noisy enthusiasm. She came and came, bucking against him on their living room carpet- feeding him millions of his own sperm that had positioned themselves for this. He felt them enter and join those in him, and felt their joy.

Everyone was bursting with happiness and pleasure. Jeff came loudly all over Mary, who massaged it in again, thanking him for the skin treatment.

They took a short break as Mary made then refreshments, including a smoothie drink for Jeff that woke him up, mentally and physically.

He was soon rock hard and plunged deeply into her cunt, barely noticing that it was hairless and juicy. His thick shaft invaded her pretty pinkness so powerfully that it should have hurt, but the sperm had modified things so it just brought Mary joy. She shook as orgasm after orgasm ripped through her. He filled her over and over with his magic sperm, then rolled her over and roughly took her tight ass doggy style. Pounding away at her, he mauled her tits and quickly filled her guts with his empowered jism.

That was about it for the both of them, and they collapsed right there with the door still unlocked, lights on, and TV playing for nobody. Throughout the night, they would stir, rut furiously, then collapse back in a warm heap.

-4-

When Jeff woke up, he was confused at first- he could barely move and seemed stuck to the floor. He had to take a powerful piss and struggled his way to the bathroom, heavy cock and balls thrusting their way ahead of him. He shoved the thick tube down enough to keep the stream in the toilet and relieved himself with a noisy stream. Afterward, he sat heavily on the toilet and began his morning routine. His glasses made his eyes hurt, so he took them off- and could see perfectly. Cool. Standing in front of the sink, he noticed he was taller and thinner, and that he looked great! Some muscle tone was showing through his healthier looking skin, the thick hair on his body was thinning out except for his broadening chest and muscular forearms, and he just plain felt wonderful!

He showered and dressed, noticing that his clothes were fitting him poorly, and went looking for Mary. He found evidence that she had been cleaning up (apparently cleaning around him as he slept), and had even remodeled the bedroom to make it a more fun place for sex (good candle placement, softer light, a good sturdy chair, lots of cushions, etc.). Approaching the dining room, he noticed the kitchen door was closed and locked! "Mary? Are you OK?" He shouted.

"I'm fine. Sit down and start your breakfast." She answered in a musical voice. He sat And started his coffee- and noticed there were two papers on the table- Friday's and Saturday's. What the hell? He looked at his watch and discovered that it was Saturday morning- what the hell happened to Friday? He had dim memories of Mary sucking him off every few hours, her feeding him sweetened liquids and mouthfuls of food... but surely he did not miss an entire day?

"Tah Dah!" Mary announced as she came through the door. She was holding a tray of food, but that was not what he saw first.

Mary looked barely twenty years old! Her face was young and beautiful. With no visible make-up, her cheeks were rosy and her skin looked like peaches and cream. Her eyes were wide and brilliantly green, which went beautifully with her thick black hair. Her body was that of a voluptuous pin-up. Buoyant breasts presented by a ruffled peasant blouse showed an acre of creamy skin and a cleavage that looked a mile long and deep.

The cropped top showed a tiny, toned waist that flared to hips and buttocks barely contained in skin-tight cut-off denim Daisy Duke shorts that showed endless perfect legs tucked into a pair of high-heeled shoes that showed her delicate painted toes. Dear god, even her belly button was sexy to look at.

There was no other woman in her family that compared, not even sort of close. There were damn few women on the internet that came close. She was as close to his ideal woman as she could get, and yet she still retained Mary's features.

She served him... something. He was not sure what he ate that morning. It was warm and delicious, but he could not take his eyes off her, and she made it a habit to touch or brush against him as much as she could. She moved with such grace- watching the interplay of her legs, buttocks, and bobbling breasts was taking up most of his brainpower.

"My love, you are not eating. Here, let me help." She knelt beside him and began to serve him tidbits of eggs and sausage as he got lost in her incredible eyes and fragrance. Dear lord, she smelled so wonderful! She dabbed his mouth with a napkin and he almost came. Jeff shook himself awake.

"What happened? Where did Friday go?" Mary smiled and explained. She told him all about how his sperm had directed her to offer him foods and drugs designed to increase his sperm flow and arousal. The smoothie she gave him on Thursday was the first of several potions the sperm told her to make. Unfortunately, one side effect of one of the drugs was a short-term loss of memory. She and his sperm were so proud of him- they fucked almost all day long. He filled her with sperm in her mouth, pussy and ass, and still managed to get a thick coat over her entire body. He even got quite a bit on himself, which is why he felt stuck to the floor. They told her to leave him like that so they could have the maximum contact time.

She had, of course, called in for him with a good cover story and managed to get him the entire next week off as well. "After all," She had said, "You cannot very well go back to work looking that good after only a few days!" That caught his attention. How would they explain the changes to everyone? What about Mary's job? For a moment, a flurry of complications flooded Jeff's mind.

"Silly!" Mary answered. "Your sperm love you and they are quite intelligent. They had me quit my job. I'll look for a new one soon, one that this body you designed can earn even more money with. As for our kids and other people, your sperm already designed a potion we can use to give them the 'right' memories. We've come up with a cover story that I think you will approve of."

When she explained the cover story, Jeff initially objected to the necessity of having people think that Mary had died, but they explained that it was the best way to deal with it all, and the new memories included a proper grieving process, and so forth. He was reluctantly convinced.

"In fact, over the next few days, the sperm is going to shift our own memories to better support the story, and my new name will be May." When she said that, he felt it 'click' in his mind, just feeling right somehow.

"So", he said. "The bottom line here is that we have a full week to screw around, huh?" She smiled and nodded at him with a cute little dimple. "In that case, how about we take care of some of the neglected yard work? I feel like I need some sun on my skin and move some of these new muscles." He said. She smiled and excused herself to clean off the table and deal with the dishes as he started the yard work.

When noon rolled around, he was hot and sweaty, but amazingly energetic. The sun on his shirtless skin felt wonderful- as if it was charging him somehow. A small voice in his head spoke about wavelengths, solar energy, and UV light, while another spoke about the importance of working his new muscles in several ways to get the most benefit out of them. It was as if he was pumping himself full of energy as he worked.

May... Mary? May brought out finger sandwiches, an assortment of other tidbits, and a beer for him. They sat on the newly cleaned patio and enjoyed a pleasant lunch together. Of course, she sat on his lap and fed him the bits of food, squirming enough that he was nice and erect, rubbing against delightful tush.

Hell, they had a privacy fence. It was about time they used it for something. He told Mar...May to stand up for a moment and dropped trou, then sat back down as if nothing had happened. She smiled and removed her own shorts, struggling a bit since they were so tight, and one-upped him by removing her blouse before sitting down naked on his lap.

He could feel how hot and wet she was on his thighs, and his cock seemed to delight in nestling in various warm crevasses. Her subtle squirming was not helping. He figured two could play at this game so he intentionally ignored her and fed her bits of food and sipped his beer as he talked about running to the store for more manure and garden timbers.

She was shoving her big, soft, fragrant (did he mention she smelled wonderful?) tits in his ear, rubbed them on his face and shoulder, "Are you sure (rub, thrust) you need to (rub rub) leave (rub rub rub)?" She purred.

"Hey, babe." He said, flippantly. "It's my day off and there's man's work to do around here." He felt is testosterone rise when he said that. He wanted to hop into a big pick-up truck wearing a ball cap and boots.

"But, there's 'man's work' to do here, too, you know." She purred, rubbing his chest and squirming a bit more. "Did you know your sperm made me a virgin again?" She whispered into his ear.

He swore he heard his cock go 'boing!' at that. He growled and took her in his arms. He kissed her as hard as he could, mashing his lips almost painfully on hers. He swept the stuff off the table and pushed her over it, making her tight tush poke up and exposing her juicy virginal twat. One arm holding her down, he licked her tasty pussy bottom to top a few times, then positioned himself with his cockhead poised right at the entry.

One, two, three thrusts later and he had deflowered her (again) and sunk his shaft balls-deep inside her. She felt each thrust and met them with a matching orgasm. She twisted half-way around to smile at him and pull a free hand to her tits. He quickly got the message and wrapped his hands around her hot breasts, rolling her hard nipples between his fingers. He slammed in a few more times quickly, then a few very slowly, sending her a SOS message in Morse code, over and over.

He had not cum yet but was catching his breath for a moment when she slipped off and took him by the hand to a grassy slope in the yard. She lay him down and settled herself on his cock that already seemed larger than it looked when she saw it this morning. It went in so deep and filled her so well! She was almost in tears of joy as she began to hump him, gasping and moaning. He grabbed one plump breast with one hand and explored her hip with the other. She was pumping him harder, her hair flashing through the air, keening noises coming from deep within her. He started pumping up into her and felt her pick up her pace, grinding her hips against him so hard that tendons were popping over the bones. Sweat was flying off her in all directions as her body danced in the final spasms of a massive orgasm just as he unloaded the motherlode of all sperm loads into her.

Some of the energy he had built up shorted itself out into her along with the sperm, and he felt their connection grow and deepen. He mentally said goodbye to the guys who left him and felt them being welcomed by the increasingly large colony in her. Everything was going according to plan, and he was content... although he did wonder exactly what plan they referred to.

-5-

The rest of Saturday had gone well, and Sunday was a day of sex, food, naked Twister, strip Yahtzee, and more sex. The kids usually came over on Sunday, but they managed to beg off for a few days to buy more time to prepare the plans.

Monday saw few physical changes- Jeff was a bit more toned and his cock felt abso-fucking-lutely wonderful and May was sexiness personified, but they settled into a sort of routine of sex and service. By now, May was taking care of him hand to foot. She woke him in the morning, often with a blow job, attended him in the bathroom-showering and shaving him.

Shaving was interesting- she had him sit at the dining room table and straddled his lap facing him, with both of them naked. She apparently never needed to shave again- no hair seemed to grow below her neck. He asked her why the sperm did not do that for him. She said they would, but she was happy that they did not- it gave her more to do for him.

Jeff noticed that he was not being as sedentary. Not just the wild and enthusiastic sex, but he was not just couch potato-ing as much any more and had even walked to the neighborhood store for something May needed for dinner. They listened to music together as they cuddled before or after sex, and he had broken out his art stuff to make greeting cards for the next couple months- something he stopped doing years ago.

When he saw May fiddling with a foamy malt-like substance in the kitchen he asked her what was up. She replied that this was the stuff that was going to help others remember the right things. It was sort of like a sourdough starter- take a clump and add it to liquids, juices, gravies, sauces, doughs, etc, and it would pass on the needed memories. He could dimly sense the thoughts of the billions of cells in the container, and they were indeed just memories- not sentient beings like the rest of his sperm.

She stuck a finger in it and licked it. "Perfect! It's ready for use whenever we need it!" As if on cue, the phone rang and Jeff was talking to one of his daughter Amber's best friends, Bethany. She was coming over later to pick up some stuff she was borrowing from Amber's old room if that was OK? He assured her it was and they set a time.

When Jeff was out of the kitchen, May was looking at the container and thinking about the pretty blonde girl with the troubled home life. "Bethany, hmm?" She took out some of the starter and slipped her top off, exposing a rigid nipple. She milked herself until some droplets, then a trickle, then a stream of thin white fluid squirted into the mix. She wiped herself off and tucked everything back and put everything away until later.

Jeff and May found plenty to keep them occupied, even some things that did not involve sperm in any way.

May took off just before Bethany was due to show to avoid any complications. Jeff knew what the plan was and was already making up a batch of malts when Bethany arrived. She gave her BFF's dad a quick 'hi' and commented that he was looking good as she breezed by to get the stuff. Jeff's eye lingered on trim bottom and her delightful but smallish tits that he always had to work so hard to avoid looking at. He sighed just thinking about the long-haired sexy 22 year-old he had known since she was young, and so often in such skimpy clothing. His thoughts wandered over his fantasies of her as well as his memories of the times she stayed overnight to keep from going home.

They enjoyed malts on the patio as they caught up on recent events. Bethany finished her hers and asked for the secret ingredient, which made Jeff smile at her. The two visited about school (and how much it sucked) and her job (ditto). All too soon, Bethany gathered her stuff and took off.

May returned and they had supper, made wild love, and slept deeply.

-6-

Bethany woke up feeling funny. Not funny bad, but funny... like she had been in a movie and was now back in real life. She thought about calling her BFF's step-mom, May, to discuss things, but then felt silly thinking about disturbing May like that. After all, she would be visiting there later in the day. She got out of bed and started getting everything ready.

Jeff woke up, stretched, and smiled like a king. He leaned back in his oversized pillows and accepted May's blow job as if it were his rightful due. Life was good and only going to get better. The week off had flown by and it was already Saturday. Oh, well! Once he filled her mouth, she smiled and slipped away for a minute. In the kitchen, she let some of the sperm dribble into the container of starter and carefully folded it in, altering the stored memories. She felt a little bad keeping this from her Master, but it is what the Sperm told her to do, and it was always right.

May got breakfast going and went back to the Master's bedroom to see if there was anything she could do for Him. She attended Him in the shower, gleefully letting Him fuck her from behind when He got randy. She had gotten quite good at shaving Him while straddling Him naked with His thick Cock fitting perfectly in her tight little pussy. Eventually they made their way back to the kitchen and breakfast to officially start their day.

For his own part, Jeff found that he thought of his old life less and less. There was a growing pile of clothes in their closet that no longer fit either of them and that spurred Jeff to declare a shopping trip. May instantly took to the idea and rewarded him with a long, deep kiss that almost made him change his mind.

Shopping with May was a fascinating experience. Her new tastes ran to sexy, colorful, playful, and teasing. They hit all of those stores that Mary avoided and Jeff sort of had to pretend he did not look at or think about. Her charm and wit got her great service and even frequent discounts... especially from male clerks who were often so taken by her beauty and cleavage that they sometimes forgot how to use the register.

Jeff even found himself letting May choose clothes for him- better made stuff that actually looked pretty good on him. She even helped him shop for a new personal fragrance, and he was amused at how much attention he was getting from the women working the counters. He thought he looked a lot better, but it was nice to have external confirmation. Not a hunk (yet), but worthy of a second glance now and then.

Of course, they had to make frequent trips to the car to drop stuff off, and May generally insisted on changing clothes in the car, and then giving Jeff blowjobs to take care of the stiffie this caused, so the trip took a good chunk of the day.

May had just enough time to get supper ready for Bethany's anticipated visit by the time they got home. Well, at least she and the Sperm anticipated it- it was going to be a surprise for Jeff. She was all a-tingle at the thought.

May puttered in the kitchen and living room, making sure that Jeff was comfortable and taken care of. She had brought Him a beer and His slippers and gave Him a deep, succulent kiss and a pat on His magnificent Cock and went back to the kitchen.

The doorbell rang just as May was finishing the cooking. She opened it to reveal Bethany wearing a light jacket, which was also opened to reveal the petite blonde in a sexy maid costume. Short frilly black skirt, black patterned stockings, high heels, a low-cut black top with white lace trim, and a tiny white apron made the perfect sexpot pin-up image. She was even wearing a bra that emphasized her cleavage nicely.