Time Enough For Love

"That can wait a minute darling, you seem tense and I know just how to get you to relax..." He whispers nuzzling your neck.

You tense still further, the old you found this entire process repugnant and disgusting, but that was a 14 year old girl who had been molested repeatedly since the age of 7... THIS you however is a 27 year old woman who didn't have sex with anyone till she was 21, the same man now nibbling your earlobe distractingly, and that had been the culmination of a 3 year romance and the wholly willing sacrifice of your virginity, as well as some of the most mind blowing sex of your life. Therefore, letting the pain of another lifetime fall by the wayside you melt into your lover and apprentice's embrace, pulling away and bringing his bearded mouth around to kiss you and pushing the old you into a closet inside your head, where she can watch but not interfere.

Your lover breaks the kiss and goes to work on your C-cup breasts, licking and sucking and making you moan, then leaves a trail of red hot kisses down to places a bit, lower, putting his tongue expertly to work at rocking your world as only he can.

Ten minutes later and still not having cum you say "God, stop, I need you, your cock not your tongue!" And he obliges you, putting his penis into your tight and well exercised vaygoo, where he begins to slowly fuck you. That molested little girl breaks out of the closet then and you tense up, but inside your head the woman you have become takes her in her arms and strokes her hair like your mother used to do, saying ~Shush, its all right, you're safe now, I wont let anyone hurt you ever again. You just let me and papa finish and then we all will have ice cream OK? Papa's not hurting me, this is a GOOD thing, you will understand when you're older...~ and you relax again.

Your lover paused during that moment of inner conflict but as you relax and then throw your hips up to wrap your legs around his butt he puts whatever misgivings you felt aside and resumes screwing you hard and deep.

In your previous life's sexual experience all you had known was pain and terror, being **** into things you weren't ready for physically, mentally, or emotionally, but this is something totally different: this is what sex is SUPPOSED to be: union, joining, intimacy, closeness, romance, passion, longing, connection, touch, and above all, LOVE. You find in this moment the true nature of human sexuality, not the diabolic mockery you have here-to-fore experienced but the genuine article, as God intended, and it transforms you.

In a moment of prescient clarity the old you descends into the depths of hell and delivers a flying kick to the doors of the Devil's throne room, shattering their six foot thick and 666 foot high buttresses of blackened iron into a billion fragments. You storm through the arch fiends and demons of his court like a typhoon, leaving behind yourself a wreckage that will have consequences in universes unnumbered for aeons to come, and growing by leaps and bound with each step. till you at last come before satan himself, His Infernal Majesty, the fallen Arch-Angel Lucifer. Now a woman of 27 years yourself you state boldly, "I have come for what was stolen from me!" and the devil smiles.

"If you mean your childhood, that is not in our power to grant, but if you now ask for your virginity that we do have, for it was taken by a fool who thought to worship us and we accepted receipt of it knowing you might one day come looking for it..." He says then snaps his fingers, and a blood spattered white veil comes to rest across your face. "It can never be as it once was, but it should be enough to heal you and finish your transformation if you give it to your new lover willingly. Go now, you have mildly inconvenienced us and killed several of our less favored servants, and the power which suffused you just now will shortly fade, so you had best be gone by then, many of our servants are less forgiving than we are..."

Well heading his advice your other half teleports back into your body and connects your two minds with your lover's soul, removing the veil and handing it to your new mind to pass to your lover on your behalf, and then, still 27, kissing your other self full on the mouth and melting into her, the two minds reconciled and made one.

All this passed in a fraction of a second, but it is with a new outlook on existence that the whole and unified you looks out of your new body's eyes and begins to passionately and fully engage in the beautiful and blessed lovemaking you and Darth Iniquitas are enjoying. No more tears, no more regrets, no more pain: just two people who are still deeply and passionately in love: for love, like all strong emotions, is a source of power to the Sith lord or lady who knows how to draw on it, and like all strong emotions is also self reinforcing, the more you embrace and draw upon it the stronger it becomes.

It takes less than a minute to achieve your full in this way, and you pull your lover into a deep french kiss then smile into his eyes and declare: "Cum for me, give me the thing we have both dreaded and desired: our two bodies made one, the heat and hammering of our loins forging new life!"

"You're not receptive Sinuous, it won't work." He says, puzzled by this sea change where before you have never even been willing to consider having children and he knows better than to offer sex when you are fertile.

"I don't care: this world isn't on any of the charts, the Jedi can't find us here! It's time to stop running, I aim to misbehave! We are going to have a pastel of brats, and train them all as part of the New Sith Order, just like we have talked about! So cum in me and fill me with your spunk, we need to keep your stocks fresh for best chance of insemination and strong kids!" You declare, and your lover starts to really pound you into the mattress, focusing on getting himself off instead of trying to satisfy you.

You are just about to cum again when Darth Iniquitas thrusts as hard as he can then starts to spatter your insides with his cum, and you start furiously playing with your clit trying to get off before he goes soft, but it's not working until... "YEEEEESSS!!!!" You scream as just when he starts to move to pull out before he can go soft which he knows you hate, and your orgasmic spasms make his member re-stiffen briefly.

When the spasming passes and you both collapse on the bed, cuddling in the after glow he makes an important query. "Did you mean that, about having kids?" Darth Inquitas asks, and you pinch his nicely toned butt.

"Bet your ass apprentice, you are going to breed me nice and round at LEAST five times before I get too old." You murmur, trying to just bask in the afterglow but knowing you have to answer.

~And each of those pregnancies will result in fraternal twins...~ You think dreamily, having selected the 'Twin Birth' genetic merit along with your sister, both knowing you wanted to do better than your first parents.