How to save a life

Heather sat on her bed and stared at the bottles of pills. She had taken them from her mothers medicine cabinet. She had sleeping pills, muscle relaxers, blood thinners and several different prescription pain pills. Some of the bottles contained prescriptions she had never heard of. Combined with the dozen opioid pills she had bought that morning from one of the **** dealers at school, who had promised they were very strong, she thought she had enough to end it all. All of her pain and misery could be gone. Her parents never came home before six in the evening. She could be dead long before that.

She held a bottle of muscle relaxers. There were fourteen pills inside. She had counted them twice yesterday. She set that one down and picked up another. There were 23 sleeping pills inside, one less than the day before.

She set down the bottle of pills and picked up her dad's pistol. She stared down the barrel and willed the gun to go off. She had no idea how to use it, or if it was even loaded. He had forbidden her from ever touching it, as if that alone would stop her. She had never disobeyed her father before. Not like this. All she really knew was that you were supposed to pull the trigger and the bullet came out of the barrel. She had already tried that. It didn't work.

Her phone pinged a message. She set down her dad's gun and picked up her phone. It was a message from Kathy.

'Hey, I hope you made it home ok. Lets do something this weekend. Call me later. Caleb is about to do his interview.'

She stared at the message as tears rolled down her cheeks. She wanted to hate Kathy, she desperately tried to hate her. But she couldn't. Kathy had always been a sweet loving person. The one true friend she ever had, and Heather had betrayed her. She couldn't hate Kathy because she had no reason to. It wasn't her fault she was so beautiful, or that her breasts were so big and perfect, or that she had the perfect boyfriend.

Heather couldn't hate Kathy, but she could hate herself. There was a black mark upon her soul. It was her own jealousy and sense of entitlement that created the mess she found herself in. She had used anything she could find to beat down anyone that might challenge her right to rule the school. All it took was one slip and she found herself in hell with no friends. And yet, Kathy was reaching out to her. The one person that should have surely turned their back on her had stood up for her instead.

She put her mothers pills back in her medicine cabinet. She put her dads gun back in the shoebox under his bed. She went back to her own room and lay upon her bed in the fetal position. She cried herself to sleep.

When she dreamt, she lay broken and bleeding in the fiery pits of Hell. Kathy was knelt beside her wearing a white robe and holding a golden shield aloft. Standing above her were Caleb and the Denizens of the Pit wearing shiny sets of armor and brandishing huge swords, as they battled the demons away. For the first time since she was ****, she did not wake up screaming.

Caleb was freshly showered and wore his best button down shirt and slacks as he sat on the loveseat with Kathy. She had sent a text to Heather and was sitting there hoping for a reply. He had agreed to go out and do something with them this weekend, but he had no idea what. His schedule was already jam packed, but he would make room if that was what Kathy wanted.

Kathy's mother Mary was seated on the wrap around couch with Sonia, Amelia, and the rest of his harem. It was easy to see where Kathy got her beauty. Mary could pass herself off as Kathy's older sister. She was an inch or so taller and slightly thicker around the middle than her daughter. Their major difference was that Mary's hips, butt, and thighs were larger, though her breasts were perhaps two or three cup sizes smaller. Still huge compared to most women but not the gargantuan titties that Kathy sported.

Melissa Franklin and her camerawoman, a tall heavyset woman named Josephine or Jo, were changing some of the lighting after they had done a short recording of her introducing the segment. The plan was to do the entire interview broken up into small segments for easier editing. They were hoping to have the interview aired on the ten o'clock news if the studio could edit it in time.

Melissa sat in the recliner that had been placed caddy corner to the loveseat. She said, "Ok Caleb, here is how it's going to work. I've already gone over all the question I plan to ask with June before she went to meet with your dad. Just answer everything honestly and the whole thing will go by quickly. If there is anything you don't want to answer we can leave it out of the final edit. That's the reason we record in segments. Once it is edited you wont even be able to tell that we didn't record the whole thing straight through."

"Now don't look at either camera. The way you want the interview to go is you keep your eyes on me or your girlfriend Kathy if she has anything to say. Ignore the cameras as if they aren't there. Definitely don't talk at them. Interviews are supposed to look like we are just having a casual conversation. This is basically a get to know you kind of interview so we will focus mainly on you and your personal interests. We will ask some questions about your family and harem but the main focus will be you, Ok?"

"Yeah sure. Ask away."

"Ok, first we will talk about the website. You ready Jo?"

"Recording Mel." Jo said.

Melissa put her professional face on and said, "Caleb, you and Kathy had a big announcement. Why don't you tell us what that is?"

"Well Melissa, Kathy enlisted some friends from school and they created a website for us where women can request my services. All they have to do is create a profile, answer some questions, and upload some pictures verifying their identity. There is even a section where they can send personal messages, though I don't know if we will have time to read all of them."

"And will this just be for local women or will you have women from out of the area travel here as well?"

"Neither actually. The current plan is for me to go to them. While school is still in session we plan to pick a city every couple of weeks and I will spend the weekend there. We will go over the requests from the women in the area and send them each a message informing them of when I will be in the area and they can schedule the time they would like me to perform my services. We believe it would be best if I remained in a central location such as a convention center or hotel and they would come to me there. That would allow me to aid the maximum number of women in the shortest time frame. Of course, this summer before I go off to college, I can spend more time in each city or do more than one city in a week."

"So do you plan for all your services to be scheduled?"

"Oh, no. Not at all. I expect I will also be going to a movie theater in each city to give out as many stretches as possible in one night. Since some of the women at the movies will want to be bred or healed we are hoping I can get some of those in as well. The website will be mainly used for providing cures to sick women as well as breeding services. We don't really plan to choose a lot of women from the website for stretching, unless there are gaps in the schedule that need to be filled."

Kathy added, "We actually did a sort of test run at the school today. During gym class Caleb was able to heal seven women in about forty five minutes. We actually ran out of women to heal in that class or he might have been able to do more. We will continue testing his limits before we chose the first city he will travel too."

Melissa said, "Ok. Cut. That was great you two. You came across as well prepared and your plan sounds well thought out. Next we will talk about yourselves and your family and harem. How you met, your hobbies and stuff like that. I understand you've given your parents permission to have sex anytime they like. We will try to mention that. That kind of thing is unusual for a Stretcher King and it will show that you come from a caring and loving household. That will attract women that like those qualities in a man."

"Ok, Jo roll it."

June and Harold arrived just as the interview was wrapping up. Melissa thanked them for their time and Jo cut the camera's off. Kathy and Caleb stood and stretched while June went through the process of greeting the women present. Harold also greeted them but without the kissing and groping his wife was doing.

He got to Caleb and said, "I'm proud of you son. It hasn't even been a week and you've already accomplished a lot. I have something I want to give you. Come with me."

Caleb followed his father into his parents bedroom. Harold pulled his keychain out of his pocket, removed an old hunk of metal from the ring, and said, "This belonged to my grandfather. He carried it with him through the second world war, and then he gave it to my father when he went off to fight in Vietnam. My father gave it to me the day I asked your mother to marry me. Now I want you to have it. It's sort of a good luck charm for our family."

Caleb looked at the thing his father placed in his hand. It looked like an antique of some kind, but there was a bullet embedded in the side. He said, "What is it?

His father said, "It's a compass. Here you open it like this." Harold proceeded to show him and continued, "Your great grandfather had that on him when his squad was attacked on a tiny island in the pacific. The Japanese were making another one of their suicide charges and your great grandpa was wearing that around his neck when he was hit several times, including that bullet right there. It knocked the wind out of him and left a bruise right over his heart. His buddies thought he had been killed. They retreated up the hill they were defending and the Japanese overran their position. When your great grandpa came to he was bleeding from two bullet wounds and behind enemy lines. He used that compass to make it down to the beach where he was spotted by a PT boat that came and pulled him out of there. He was pretty badly hurt and had lost a lot of blood. The PT boat crew transferred him to a transport ship that sent him to the hospital where he met your great grandma."

"Your grandpa carried that compass all through Vietnam and never got hit a single time. When he came home he married his high school sweetheart. Yeah I know my mom can be a bitch, but she only got that way after my dad died. I was nervous as hell the day he gave that to me. I was terrified your mom would say no when I asked her to marry me a few days before we started college. I had no idea she was already a couple weeks pregnant with you and your sister. Your grandpa gave that compass to me and said it would bring me luck, and for the last 18 years it has. I have a wonderful wife and my children make me proud to call myself a dad. Now I want you to have it. You've become a man, you're a Stretcher King now, and you've collected a pretty damn fine group of women to start your harem. Pretty soon you'll start a family. I just want you to know how very proud I am of you son."

They shared a hug and Caleb said, "Thanks dad, it means a lot to hear you say that."

Harold pulled away and said, "Come on. I'm starved and your mom and I are meeting Cindy right after dinner."

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