Meanwhile Barry's children mature quickly, finding an interest in their tribal leader.

“We should ask one of them.”

“I’m not asking one of them, you ask!”

“Why do I have to? She’s the one that suggested talking!”

“Right, because I am the brains. Mom says so.”

“Which mom… and when? They all say we are the brains… and the brawn.”

If anyone would have stumbled upon the three teenage girls they would have been utterly shocked. First was the fact they were naked. For the teens though such a thing wasn’t strange at all… they hadn’t worn a lick of clothing in their entire lives. In fact they’d never even seen clothing before. One of their mothers had talked about clothing once, explaining it to them, but the girls thought Mama Iris was just telling them fairytales. Their mothers always did that… tell them wild stories. Stories about them being small, not having their powerful bodies, not living in the forests… the girls just knew they were pulling their legs. Life was the forest and the hunt and crushing trees and boulders that got in their way.

Dawn, Dani, and Crystal were huddled together, a half mile from the camp site and the rest of their family, discussing important matters: their bodies. Mama Caitlin had told them that they were growing bigger than normal girls did, same with their brother Don (who was off who knows where probably getting into trouble). Felicity had said they had been born only a few weeks ago but they already looked like teenagers, growing a few months each day. The teens also thought that was strange… the idea it would take years to grow up and be strong; how could you protect yourself and hunt if you stayed small for so long?

It wasn’t their growth though that held their attention, but other things about their body. All three of them had noticed odd… feelings… developing over the last few days. Where once life had been quite simple now they felt hot and bothered at times, their still swelling breasts aching with need and their pussies burning with a delightful tingle that made it difficult to walk. It was odd and strange and they didn’t know what to do.

“I had another dream last night,” Dawn said quietly. “A pregnant dream.”

“Mine was just sex,” Crystal stated.

Dani frowned. “Sex gets you pregnant! Our moms are going to have more babies, remember?”

Crystal nodded. It had only been a few days ago that they had been gathered around and told that their tribe would be getting bigger. The teens had merely shrugged it off… mostly because the talk was making them feel even more funny.

“I wish I was pregnant,” Dawn said, running her fingers along her belly. “It doesn’t feel right not to be.”

“But how?” Dani asked. “You need to have sex.”

“You could have sex with Don,” Crystal reasoned.

“He’s not old enough,” Dawn complained. “Look at dad… that’s how you are suppose to look!”

The other thing that was odd about their lives was just how aware they were of their parents’ sex lives. Their parents were always going at it, trying to be discreet and failing miserably. All three of the teens had seen their mothers getting plowed numerous times and the smell of sex seemed to forever circle around them. When they had been younger they had thought about it but now that they were 18 (or, at least, that’s what Mama Caitlin said they’d be physically if they aged normally… which they so were) such things only made their desires burn hotter.

Crystal, always the most blunt of the girls, shrugged. “Then let’s fuck daddy.”

“Can we?” Dani asked.

“Why not?” Crystal said in response. “He fucks our moms. We look like them, we have breasts like them and pussies like them… he should fuck us too. Knock us up so we can have our own babies.”

“What about Don?” Dawn asked.

“He can fuck our moms… they keep saying they are here to teach us so they should teach him while daddy teaches us!”

“That… is a good point,” Dani stated. “Let’s do it!”