Crosswinds Pt. 02 - Dark Currents Ch. 04

***Author's Note: Series contains graphic scenes of incest***

Diana Masters quickly figured out one constant about prison: It turned her favorite hobbies into the day's worst moments. She used her fork to move around the putrid viscosity the administration dared to call mashed potatoes, swearing she just saw a drowning bug. Having a baby turned Diana into a ravenous eater who's stomach always growled. She sat alone at the cafeteria table, raucous behavior swirling on either side. It's for that reason she didn't hear Jackie's first question.

"I said, 'Are you going to eat that?" The women nudged one of the new rolls of fat under Diana's arm. "You've been staring at that shit for ten minutes."

"Nice to see somebody's keeping tabs on me." Diana mewed under the noise. She sighed. "I'm so hungry. If I were home, I would have eaten a dozen chocolate cakes by now. But if I eat this 'shit' as you call it, I'm going to puke. Ever since I had Beatrix, I can't seem to get full."

Jackie laughed. "I can't imagine having a baby here. I'm surprised you didn't get a staph infection when they cut you open."

"They didn't cut me open," Diana shook her head.

"You lyin' bitch." Jackie sharpened her glare. "All pregnant futa have c-sections. Our pussies don't stretch enough."

"Mine did." Diana held her breath as she shoveled a white glob between her lips. "It needed to because I delivered my baby alone in a hallway."

Jackie mouth the word "WOW" before she said, "Damn, girl. I know you had some good shit to get you through that."

Diana shook her head before containing her gag reflex. The mashed potatoes ran down her throat like cold gravy. "I haven't taken anything since I got pregnant. Why?"

"I have a supplier on the outside." She looked over her shoulder before she went on. "He's visiting me tomorrow and looking to expand the business."

"Ah," Diana sighed. "Well, I haven't been here long enough to help you."

"What's up, 'baby fat'?" A brutish woman with tangled red called from across the table. Jackie turned, but Diana didn't need to. "Anyone else try to claim that ass yet?" The table burst with laugher.

"Who the fuck is she talking to?" Jackie scowled.

"Me," Diana whispered. "Sandy wants to offer me protection if I become her bitch. Girls went easy on me when I was pregnant, but I think Sandy'll want a little more than a blowjob next time."

Jackie thought for a minute; then she reached over to lock fingers with Diana. "I think this can help both of us."

Diana shivered. Her hand throbbed against Jackie's muscular grip. She looked over her shoulder, startled to find Sandy and her crew already losing interest in her. "And what are YOU going to want in return?" Diana asked in a cold tone.

"Find me some heroin." Jackie drew back her hand and returned to eating.

"Oh," Diana blinked. "That's a bit shocking."

"Why's that?" Jackie asked without looking up.

"I thought you'd want to fuck me." Diana sound deflated. "I'm slightly offended."

Jackie laughed.

--

"Eden," Maddi moaned her 'dream daughters' name as she writhed in her sleep. Then she shuddered twice as the incestuous orgasm racked her body. Maddi's terse gasps eventually woke her, and she sat up in her bed and scanned the dim room. Aside from Mallory's light snoring, the prevailing sounds of chirping insects pulsed just past the open window.

Maddi cradled her spent cock until her entire palm pooled with fresh spunk. She sat in awe as its sticky whiteness shimmered in the piercing moonlight. "I've never come like this in my life." She sighed, knowing it was time to clean herself up.

But before she did, Maddi decided that watching hers and Diana's video a few times wouldn't hurt. It never got old. And after all, it wasn't hurting anyone. But as her wide eyes beheld the putrid playback for the third time, Maddi's grin became particularly evil. She decided that searching for 'mother/daughter' incest videos on her favorite tube site wouldn't hurt either.

--

Diana sat in the nurse's office as wide-legged as possible. The appointment had already lasted an hour, and she'd spent most of the time in the head nurse's cluttered office starting at the desk, wall, and calendar in no particular order. Wearing nothing but a hospital gown, she took a moment a savor the frigid AC's blasting of her neglected genitals. She leaned back and closed her eyes, a smile of content filling her face.

"That's not very lady-like." Nurse Ellen announced as she burst through the rusty, squeaky office door.

"The breeze feels good on my cock." Diana protested. "If I close my eyes, I can pretend I'm nude sunbathing in Vancouver. It's revitalizing, the hot sun soaking into your skin while there's still a chill in the air. Have you tried it?"

"No," Ellen said as she wrapped Diana's arm to take her blood pressure. "You should stop talking about nudity while I do this. Futanari are easily excitable."

"You're one to talk. I don't know why you're taking that." Diana spat. "Of course, my blood pressure is high. I'm trapped in here like a rat.

"Calm down. Your weekly checkup is almost over." Ellen squeezed the balloon pump.

Diana complied as she winced over the pressure tightening around her veins. She savored each pulse as it shot through her arm. "That throb," Diana muttered. "Feels like that when I come." She licked her dry lips and swallowed. "Do you remember the last time I had you bent over this desk?"

"Of course," Ellen's thumb pressed on Diana's wrist as she counted in her head. "I smelled like your cum for the rest of my shift."

"Mmmm..." Diana grinned. "Marking my territory. I'd piss on you if I thought the scent would last."

"So romantic," Ellen smirked. She released on the velcro binding Diana's arm and glanced down before she returned to her desk to finish her charge's paperwork. "Is that for me?" She inquired.

Diana hadn't noticed. Her massive flesh hardened and poked from underneath the flimsy gown, already dripping some precum. "N-no. That's not for you."

"Are you sure?" Ellen pressed.

"God, you're desperate." Diana glared. "I want to go back to my cell."

"That hard-on isn't going to go away on its own." Ellen flashed an evil grin. "Not any time soon."

Diana's heart skipped a beat. "What did you do me?"

Ellen cocked her head. "You ARE a drug-addict, aren't you? You're so used to popping pills that you didn't notice one looked different." She giggled. "Little and blue?"

"You fucking bitch," Diana snarled. "You're still bitter about me turning you down. Aren't you?"

The fun smile vanished from Ellen's face, and the nurse now seemed ashamed. "Most of the girls love it when I slip them a little something. They can go all night. I'm sorry, I really should have asked first."

"You're goddamn right. You should have you asked!" Diana snapped. "Do you any idea how violated you've made me-" Then the color rushed from her face. The girl seemed dumbstruck by the simplicity of it all-and hard the irony hit her in the face. The sexual assault case that landed in her prison allowed her to take a plea instead of facing Jenna in court. She, in fact, never encountered any of the girls she'd drugged during her and Maddi's scheme to impregnate the world's women.

"Y-you seem upset." Ellen mewed, noting the tears were dropping in messy patterns on Diana's gown. "I'll get a guard to take you back."

--

Jackie Sims was usually a heavy sleeper, even in prison. But a faint sobbing coming from across the cell disturbed her enough to sit up. e of the night. "Diana?" She whispered. "What the fuck time is it?"

"I-I'm sorry." Diana whimpered. Her quivering body hovered over the toilet as she stroked her cock feverishly. Even in the midnight dusk, Jackie could see the thick ropes of jism flying from Diana's cock, slathering all over the toilet and floor. "I-it's been so hard for hours."

Jackie spent a few more moments watching in awe. Diana's luscious curves benefited greatly from her extra baby weight. Full, cushioned breasts and thick thighs-the package perfected with her eight inches of girth she wielded. The rippling shaft continued to fire mostly into the bowl, but the splattering on the floor grew notably louder.

Out of breath, Diana leaned on the wall while her cock continued to drool. She feared she might pass out before she felt Jackie's arms wrap around her torso.

"Did you take something?" Jackie grunted, trying to keep her cellmate upright. After Diana nodded, she sighed. "Alright. Here, let me help." Then she wrapped her fingers around Diana's tired shaft and made long but soft strokes on the fleshy steel. "Feels better when someone else does it, huh?" Jackie smiled. Diana could only moan in response.

Jackie continued to squeeze; More cum blasted forth. Diana's cock twitched and rippled as it drenched her cellmate's hand. Libido unleashed, the horny blonde futa couldn't help but swing her hips to fuck Jackie's hand. Diana grabbed her shoulders, gradually leaning with more of her weight. Her trust growing, Diana's thrusts become less urgent and more seductive. She paced her rhythm, grinding into Jackie's hand.

As panic faded, pleasure took over. Diana's hands wandered; they massaged Jackie's shoulders, arms, then around to her breasts. Through the coarse cotton of Jackie's night, Diana's horny fingers found her helper's nipples, swollen and excited. She pinched, and for the first time, Jackie revealed just how hot she was.

"Shiiiiit," Jackie groaned. She sucked her teeth and squeezed Diana's dick harder. One hand slipped down the shaft and cupped the still draining balls. After giving them a final tug, her fingers moved on. "Damn, bitch." She hissed. "I've bet you DO have some good pussy."

"Mmmph!" Diana's lips pursed as Jackie penetrated her. They quickly slipped in her wetness. In-and-out. First one finger, then two, until Diana wondered if Jackie would try putting her whole fist inside. She decided to pull away before Jackie had a chance. Finally, spent, her wilting cock barely dripped as she made her way back to bed. She bent over on the mattress, raising her reddened ass in the air. "Fuck me," Diana whimpered in her 'littlest girl' voice. She grabbed two fistfuls of her ass and spread her meaty cheeks, exposed her cum-covered pussy. "Fuck me like I'm a girl." She teased.

Diana gasped before she finished her command. Jackie's cock throbbed inside her, and Diana collapsed under her lover's strength. Now pinned to the cushion, she grunted with each thrust. She had to admit-the sensation of being mounted was exquisite. The sound of Jackie's balls slapping against her taut ass underneath the screeching of rusty bedsprings was a perfect kind of raunchy symphony. As Diana gave herself up to submission, she felt Jackie pulse and twitch-anticipation rising. She hadn't taken a load since Maddi's on the day of her arrest; Too long. Her index and middle fingers found her delicate clit, a pastime rarely indulged. But now she stroked her hood with a fever, only stopping when her muscles tensed and hips began to buckle.

"Fuck!" Diana cried. "Fuckfuckfuckfuck." With a loud, guttural scream, she came. Hours of surging hormones finally came to a satisfying end. As Diana went limp, she felt another hotness surge. "Ahhhh, mmmm..." Jackie's cock unloaded, filling her pussy until the frothing cream gushed down her leg onto the bed.

Jackie collapsed ontop of Diana in a panting heap. "I'll get back my bunk, just give me a minute."

"No," Diana insisted. "You can stay for a while." She felt around until her fingers locked with Jackie's. "Please stay. I'm so lonely I can't stand it." She burst into tears, sobbing, and shaking without pause. "OH MY GOD!" Her scream rattled the cell's plexiglass wall.

"SSSSH!" Jackie hushed. "You gotta shut up, or COs will pull your ass out of here."

"She thinks she's won." Diana spat. "I'm trapped in this nightmare, and she thinks she's won."

"Who?" Jackie sounded as confused as she felt. "Who the fuck are you talking about?"

"The bitch that put me in here." Diana wiped the burning tears from her face. "It's okay." She tried to calm herself. "It's okay. It's okay. It's okay. Everything will be okay."

Jackie said nothing. She held Diana as she faded into sleep. "It's okay..." Diana whispered, drifting out of consciousness. "It's okay... I'll paint you your own nightmare, Maddi. Good night..."

Diana closed her eyes.