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I was pissed off with my husband Rod. It wasn’t that I didn’t love him, I did. I had always loved him ever since I was that silly little college student of sixteen and a half. How could I not love him my 6ft 3-inch muscle bound hunk medical student of a boyfriend, as he was then? He swept me off my feet. He had also, by the time I was 17, managed to impregnate me. He was almost 24 by then. There he was into his final year at university in my hometown of Manchester, England. There I was pregnant-with twins Everybody expected him to clear off and disappear. What he did was marry me and help bring up our twin son and daughter. He helped me go to college, when the twins were 3 year old to train to become a teacher. He had stuck with me and I was grateful. However he could be so infuriating at times. If he got something into his had he just had to pursue it, like the time he just had to get that new car last year. Granted we did need one. The old car had just failed its MOT. And the engine blew up one morning when I was taking the children to school. But a brand new top of the range Audi I thought was too much. However I mostly deferred to him. He seemed to have a sixth sense about certain things. I remember the time I wanted to go to the city centre that fateful Saturday in 1996. For some reason he was adamant that day was not a good time to go. I respected his wish and stopped at home that afternoon. The IRA exploded the largest bomb in mainland Britain that day. The city took years to recover from that explosion. It shook me up for weeks after. It was amazing nobody had been killed. I used to have dreams for months after that our children had been caught in the blast. Still because of this and his gentle but persuasive nature I decided to go along with his plan. He wanted to take us all to go and live in some remote region of Papua New Guinea for 12 months. It would mean taking the children with us. Now they were both almost fifteen years old and coming up to doing their GCSEs.
Still I had a lot to be thankful for. I had 2 reasonably well-behaved kids. They were doing well at school. I was deputy head of a small junior school. We lived in a good neighbourhood. We had a few close friends. My parents and family lived nearby and we were close. I would miss my parents the most. They had helped me almost as much as Rod had. Still I kept telling myself it was only for about a year. Besides the region we were going to was reasonably prosperous, for that part of the world. His employers had said we would have access to a reliable satellite phone. Therefore we would be able to keep in touch with the outside world.
This trip would allow Rod to pursue his career in medical genetics. Indeed he was somewhat of an authority on the subject. He said he couldn’t go into a lot of detail at that moment but it would all become clearer when we arrived. We all had to have various vaccinations before we went. I did know that this particular tribe, we would be staying with, practised consanguineous relations. Yes they allowed members of the same family to cohabit as man and wife. Fathers would marry daughters. Mothers would marry sons, brothers and sisters would marry. Still I wasn’t particularly bothered. The authorities in Papua New Guinea seemed to allow it.
My husband said: “Its probably because there are no more birth defects in that section of the population than in their population generally. Sorry I tell a lie. There are fewer birth defects in their population than in the general population of Papua New Guinea. That’s the only reason they allow it to continue. It’s also the reason why their government and the W.H.O. want it studied. It could help prevent birth defects in other places. That is if we can find why this is happening. Besides it’s a well paid job.”
“I’m not bothered.” I replied. “I just hope they don’t make it compulsory. I don’t want our son’s baby, just yet.” I joked. I don’t know why I had said this. I had never thought of him in that way. It was just the situation it seemed so surreal. Here a government was allowing one of the oldest taboos on earth to take place. I was sure my son had never thought of me in that way either. Though he had sometimes complimented me on my dress sense. Josh, our son, was turning into a handsome young man. He was already 5 ft 11 inch tall. He was filling out as well. Although he only used light weights he was putting on quite a bit of muscle. He also liked to play junior rugby. Of course we all liked to cycle and walk together whenever the opportunity arose.
My daughter, Karen, took after me she was 5 ft 6 inches tall already. She like me had a 36,28,36-inch figure. At the moment we sometimes shared clothes. She dressed quite sensibly for a girl her age.
Of course there was always the option for me to stay at home with the children. I thought about this option, for about 5 seconds. I couldn’t be apart from Rod for a whole year. To me this wasn’t an option. It was unthinkable. I had to go with him. I was his wife. Therefore we all had to go. Provision had been made for us. They had even sent photographs of our accommodation. It was a one-storey house with surprising features for such a remote region. What surprised me most of all was the video they had supplied us with. Although on the surface thing appeared a bit Spartan, the villagers were comparatively well off. They had electricity. This was supplied but an underground cable. They might be primitive they were not stupid. They had mineral rights for about 500 square miles of this region and gold and silver had been found on their land. Therefore the nearby mining company paid them quite well for this. Although they appeared to live quite a Spartan life the
y invested their money wisely. The standard of health care and education in that area was of a high standard for the region.
We would be first going to the capital of Port Moresby via Australia. Over the next few weeks preparation were made to move to Papua New Guinea. I would be leaving my job for at least twelve months. Arrangements were made so the children could continue their education whilst we were away. They would have to sit their GCSE in the capital of Port Moresby. That was 12 months off yet. I was reluctant to go, at first, because it meant disrupting the children’s education at such a crucial time. I reluctantly conceded to my husband’s wishes. The UN official who was in overall control had assured us that all provisions for their continued education would be met. Besides some of the villages we would be going to wouldn’t allow a man to be unaccompanied. If children were involved they were also to go as well. This was to fit in with the wishes and customs of local chiefs or elders. We would arrive at our destination. This was in the central northern part of the island
about 30 kilometres from the Toricelli Mountains. My husband would be the co-ordinator of the research that was to be undertaken. He would be based in the village of Tog. This was about 10 Kilometres from Yongiti. There was a small health clinic there which served the needs of the local population. The village itself consisted of a population of about 150 inhabitants. However his job would involve some travelling to more remote areas. Other members of the team would be based in other villages. However they would all keep in contact via short wave radio and satellite videophone. He would have a team of about a dozen people to help him in his work. It seemed only families were allowed in this area. So the people involved in this mission would also have their families with them. Luckily an interpreter had been provided. But most of the younger inhabitants of the region spoke a kind of Pidgin English we hoped we would be understood. After all Papua New Guinea is a member of the commonwealth. All commonwealth countries have English as the Official language.
We were not too worried on that score. What concerned me was leaving my parents for such a length of time and the disruption in the children’s education. However my brother still lived near my parents and he would keep an eye on them. I was also bothered about travelling to such a remote region. All transport and accommodation would be provided. Plus on our return we would be paid a bonus for the disruption in our lives. The majority of the team, we were informed were English. There were some Americans amongst the team as well. Therefore there would be no problem understanding one another. So it was a fine and sunny
October morning when we were picked up by the taxi to go to the airport. We had said goodbye to our relatives the day before. Most of our personal items had been sent off the previous week. I only hoped they didn’t get misplaced. We had decided to let the house out whilst we were away. We had to put some more valuable items into storage. Our car we left with my parents. They would of course make use of it. Thankfully we didn’t have any pets to worry about. It would be a long journey. We first would fly to Perth in Australia. From there we would catch a flight to Darwin. From Darwin we would fly to Port Moresby, the capital. From there we would board an Australian military charter flight to our final destination.
All members of the team would meet up in Port Moresby. It would take us between 60 and 72 hours to get there. There would be a briefing of all the team members there. It would also allow all of us to become acquainted. For most of the journey I had been sitting with Josh. He wasn’t particularly good at flying. He did, however seem to prefer me to sit with him when we flew. I spent a good bit of the flight sleeping with my head on his shoulder. He didn’t mind. Rod of course sat with Karen.
They were there at the airport. That is officials of the World Health Organization were there to greet us. Again there would be a slight delay whilst members of the team became acquainted. Whilst they did this another W.H.O. official briefed us in another room of the airport. I wasn’t the only person there with teenage children. It was there that I met Laura from Boston in Massachusetts. He husband John was a molecular biologist. She, like me had her teenage sons and daughter with her. She was 37. Her husband was 40. Their children were twin boys aged 15 and a girl of 16. She would be staying in the same village as us seemingly. The rest of the team, it seems, were to be dispersed in different villages. “Don’t you think it a bit strange all what’s going on here. It seems like a perverts outing all these officials insisting they bring their families out with them. There’s something there not telling us, Kathy.” She said to me. I was inclined to agree. For the time being it was going to be a bit of an adventure.
The W.H.O. official who talked to us was a middle-aged bureaucrat called Gregson he was an M.B.A. Just the qualification for the job, I thought. He was the kind of person who could talk with absolute authority on a subject he knew absolutely nothing about. The only thing that concerned me was when he said: “You have absolutely nothing to worry about. You may be asked to participate in a little experiment it’s nothing really .You won’t be forced to do anything illegal or against your will.” The rest of his briefing didn’t tell us anything we didn’t already know. Mostly he told us how friendly the natives were and how they would make us feel at home. After it was over we got talking to other wives. We all suspected there was something a little bit weird going on. We then met up with our respective partners and were on our way.
“How did your meeting go.” I asked. “ It went Alright.” Came his reply. He seemed more reticent than usual. I just put this down to a long flight. We sat near Laura and her family on the flight. We had become quite friendly by then. We were surprised by the sheer size of the rainforest, as we flew over it. It was vast. It only then occurred to me that we were looking at the last unspoilt rainforest on Earth. Over 80% of the island of New Guinea was covered in rainforest. Although there had been some illegal logging here it was far less than in nearby Indonesia.
I couldn’t get much out of Rod about his meeting .He just said it was mainly ironing out the technical details of the study. He said they would be taking blood samples from the locals, if they allowed them to. They would also need to analyse the water supply and observe the local flora and fauna. In their team were botanists, chemists, a haematologist and experts in entomology and zoology. Other experts would be brought in when needed.
It was a lumbering transport plane we were on and it took over 2 hours to reach our destination. On the way we flew near Mount Wilhelm. This was the highest mountain on the island. It rose to over 14,000 feet above sea level. When we landed it was another 20-minute flight in a military helicopter. There were five helicopters in total. Three carried passengers. The other 2 carried our personal belongings and other equipment. When we were nearing our destination 2 helicopters landed and the other three continued to their destination.
A clearing had been made in the forest. From here we had our gear loaded in to the Public Motor Vehicles (PMVs) which had been hired for our convenience. It truly was an unspoilt wilderness. It only occurred to me how sparsely populated this island was. It had a population of just less than six million people on an island just less than twice the size of Britain. Its actual size was 178,704 square miles. This equated to a population density of 27 people per square mile. B retain has an estimated population density of about 630 people per square mile. In comparison this truly was unspoilt desolation.
My job where we were staying would involve some teaching and keeping house. A servant was also provided to help in the upkeep of the house as well. We had been told the facilities would be a bit basic but they would be clean. The houses where we staying surprised all my expectations. It was a three-bedroom single storey house. The roof was thatched, but we were assured they didn’t leak. It was very clean .It was obvious it had only been built recently. It was timber construction, presumably built of local materials. The washing facilities were a bit more basic. Rainwater was collected in large containers. It was then fed to water containers in the roof space. It sufficed for washing. The locals would see to our laundry. We supposed it would be washed by hand. There was no way there was a washing machine within 50 miles. Although I was prepared to help out I found out the locals were quite well organised in doing this. Mostly oil lamps provided lighting. I wondered how they would provide power for the computers and other electronic equipment, but there was a generator for this. At a pinch it would also provide extra lighting. Of course it had to be started first. This could be a problem sometime. It was Josh who eventually became adept at running and helping to maintain this. There was a wood fired stove for cooking. The toilet facilities were the most basic nothing more than hole in the floor on top of, which was a platform to sit. The slop man emptied it daily. It however didn’t smell much because scent was used to keep the smell down. Besides the ventilation in the privy also helped. There was a primitive kind of shower in the bathroom. It provided only cold water. But we were grateful for this, because the heat, at certain times of the year, could be unbearable. This is why I presumed some of the locals walked around naked. This bothered me a bit at first, but after all I reasoned it’s us who are the foreigners. It’s just their way.
We soon managed to get into some kind of routine. I helped organise things in the house whilst Rod started organising his team. Even Josh and Karen settled in quite well. They soon became firm friends with Laura\'s’ children. Everybody settled in better than I had ever imagined. We of course started socialising with Laura and her family. Even the locals helped us settle in. The only thing that seemed to blight the state of affairs were some of the insects and the wildlife. It was the spiders that I found a bit threatening. They weren’t poisonous or particularly big, but they could give a nasty bite. It was in late November when I had been bitten for the third time in, as many days that I began to feel ill. That’s all I needed. Karen and Josh had only just recovered from a bought of illness. They mostly suffered from a fever. When my fever started I just couldn’t get warm, even in the heat. I spent 2 days in bed. At one point I thought I was going to die. The local medicine man even came round and gave me some of his own brand. I don’t know what was in it but it seemed to help. “Gonna make you big and strong you a whole lot better Missy. So you can help out that young man of yours. He gonna fall for you in a whole big way. You two gonna have to be very careful. The fevers make him very potent and you very fertile. You not gonna be able to control yoursell either. You mark mi words, Missy. If you two not careful you gonna have triplets.” I thanked him politely. He went on his way with a smirk on his face. Within a day I had full recovered. I felt like my old self. No not my old self I felt a whole lot better than I had for a long time. Within a week I felt 10 years younger. I had more energy than I had since I had the children. And I felt so horny. Rod soon noticed it. Rod couldn’t keep up with me. Our sex life improved 1,000%. Then 2 weeks after I had recovered Rod also got the fever. He was in such a state I rushed
of for the local medicine man. He came and gave Rod a similar potion. He gave Rod the same warning. Only this time it was of course his young bride. I thanked him within 24 hours Rod had fully recovered.
The same thing happened to Laura and her family. By Christmas all of us were fully recovered. Rod’s work was going great as well. It was when the New Year came round I thought things were a little strange. I had been helping the children with their lessons. Josh and I were alone together in the room we used in the village when I caught him looking at me in a strange way. It was the way a man on the prowl stalks his pray. It was the way in which a young man looks before he makes a move on the woman. It wasn’t the way a son looks at his mother. He looked at me and just said something’s changed about us hasn’t it mum. You’ve changed you look younger now somehow, and left. Over the next few days I felt Josh look at me out of the corner of his eye. I began to look at him in a different light as well. I confided all this to Laura. “I don’t think I’m paranoid but I think my own son’s starting to fancy me .I f I wasn’t married and he wasn’t my son I might pursue the matter.” I said, trying to make light of the situation. “No I don’t think you’re imagining it either Kath. Ever since the illness and fever things have been strained, no not strained- strange- in our household as well. It’s done something to us all. I’m not imagining it either. You look five years younger than you did when you first came here. Your son he’s put on more muscle than he had. Besides the twins are looking at me in the same way you describe. No whatever’s happening here it’s not a figment of your fertile imagination. It’s really happening, because I feel it too .I’m so goddamn horny all the time. All I can think of is sex, and just not with my husband either. It’s all down to those spiders. I’ve told Jim about them. He’s going to have them analysed. ”
In the middle of January I finally had to tell Rod. He wasn’t surprised. Jim had told him the day before of the preliminary findings from the spiders. “They really are unusual little things. They contain so many substances that have been known to reduce collagen breakdown in the skin. Not only that the chemicals they contain can actually repair collagen. That’s a thing that up till now has been impossible. But they have the properties to do it. Heaven knows what kind of Pandora’s box we’ve found here. It’s just not the spiders either you know. Do you know how old that medicine man is?” “No, I don’t know how old he is. Maybe he’s about sixty, sixty five.” I replied. “He tells me he’s 83. The strange thing is I believe he’s telling the truth. As for Josh he’s only acting like any normal adult male would in the presence of one as attractive as you. I do believe there’s some truth in what you and Laura say about the spider bites. Here let me show you. First take off all your clothes. ” I meekly obliged him now stand in front of the bathroom mirror and take a look at yourself. This I did. He went away and came back with the Polaroid camera. “Just stay there in that pose.” He then took a photo of me. “Now look at this one I took of you just before we left.” I was in a similar pose. “Do you notice anything different?” It was obvious my posture was better, in the last photo. Also my boobs were much firmer and more pronounced .My little paunch on my belly was gone, even though I hadn’t been doing much more exercise than usual. “ My god” I exclaimed .I did appear younger in the latest photo. Also I looked, and felt, a lot sexier. “It’s not something a young man is going to miss. Even if the woman he’s looking at is his own mother. He’s noticed the change in you. How do you feel generally?” “I’m fine .In fact I’ve never felt better.” I replied. “I’ve also been getting these feelings about Josh lately. I even fantasise about it when we make love.” I was always honest with him. “ I don’t think it’s anything you or I can do anything about. I’m getting similar reports from all the other sites as well. It’s also had an effect on Karen.” “What do you mean?” I said. “ Haven’t you noticed her figure, like yours has also undergone some changes. I believe that you and all the other women may be exuding more pheromones than is normal. This is also having an effect on people. You know the New Zealand couple Alex and his wife Jean. Their children are called Ruth and Dean. Well as you know they are in an even more isolated spot than we are. The same thing happened to them. They were bitten. The locals the other week was refusing to co-operate any further with them unless they underwent a certain ceremony. ” “What did that involve?” I asked naively. “It involved a ceremony in which the mother and son, and the father and daughter were to be joined to each other. It’s a kind of marriage ceremony. After the ceremony they then live together as man and wife. Jean and Dean now share the same bed, as do Alex and Ruth. I know it sounds perverse, but the weird thing is they willingly agreed to it. They could have left and gone home. I don’t think it’s just the fact that they thought they’d let people down either if they went. They have actually become physically attracted to their new partner even though they are so closely related. They’ve even confided in me that they may even start a new family with their respective new partners.”
“They know the situation back home so far they say just do whatever it takes to get the data .No charges will ever be brought against Alex and his wife for what they are now doing. That’s how important they see this mission. There might be a problem though with the chief here he’s already reluctant for us to take blood samples. It’s got something to do with not allowing strangers to violate their bodies. It would be all right for villagers to take samples but even there the local nurse won’t give samples to strangers. We have already been refused blood samples on five separate occasions. It seems its part of their culture. To become accepted you have to undergo the same ceremony Alex and Jean did.” “What do you mean. Are they wanting me to have sex with Josh and you with Karen” I retorted. “ In a nutshell, that’s about it. They don’t see it as just sex it’s a kind of pairing, a chance to start over again with a new partner, but with the old partner’s full approval. Besides doing that you also become bonded to the village and it’s people. It’s amazing the number of people in this village who are that closely related and cohabiting.” “How would you feel if Josh and I did become sexually active together.” I asked him. “I’d be happy for you. I would still love you and support you. Besides it would give me such a thrill especially if he managed to “knock you up, as the Americans say. It would be nice to see your belly swelling with his baby.” I could feel myself getting damp when I thought about it.
We left it at that for the time being. I realised what he was saying. The study probably couldn’t continue if we didn’t agree. After that I looked at my son in a different light. Initially I became a bit more detached from him. That didn’t last for long. We always did a lot as a family. Indeed Josh and I regularly went swimming together. Sometimes his friend Peter would join us. That was in another life almost 10,000 miles away on the other side of the Earth. Still I was aware where things were leading. Either I could go home or go through with this ceremony.
I decided to find out more about this ceremony. I visited the local school. There I spoke with Elaine she was originally from Townsville in Queensland. I thought she was about 30 I was amazed when she told me she told me she was in fact 42. She had been teaching here for about 6 months now. She had been infected by the fever shortly after arriving. She was able to keep in touch with relatives by radio. She had a son of 22, who had recently finished training as maths teacher. She herself taught English. I had been introduced to Elaine when we arrived but had not had much of a chance to speak to her before. Most of the time Josh and Karen would study with their friends either at our house or theirs. She told me she came here after her divorce to her ex husband. She just wanted to get away from it all. This was about as far away as you could get without leaving the planet.
She was a real fount of knowledge about this part of the world. These people were nominally Christian but they also paid attention to the “old tales.” These were stories and folklore passed down from one generation to the next. Amongst these beliefs was that incest was allowed as long as the person had first suffered “Jungle fever”. This was caused, as we suspected by the spiders”. These spiders were only about the size of an English 10p piece. They could give a nasty nip. This introduced the fever to the person via their saliva. But once a person was infected it seemed to confer immunity against a number of illnesses. A disease like tuberculosis, for instance, was unheard of here. This was not because they hadn’t come into contact with it they had on many occasions from infected visitors. However non-of the villagers ever caught it. It was the same for other conditions too numerous to mention. Anybody who had suffered from the fever tended to seek sexual gra
tification within family circles. It had the effect of making close family members attractive to each other. However as the “old tales” tell, none of the offspring of such liaisons ever suffered ill health indeed they tended to longevity. They and the ones infected also had a high sex drive. So there I had been told I wasn’t a sexual deviant or pervert. I was suffering from the after effects of the deviant virus. So I would plead if my case ever went to court. I would be not guilty on the grounds of having been bitten by an incest-inducing virus caused by a spider. I went back home completely bemused. Before I did though Elaine invited Josh and I to the local swimming pool that weekend. It was nothing more than a large lake nearby. It was found near the largest waterfall in the area. It flowed into the lake and out at the other end.
I could hardly wait for the weekend to come. It was a secluded spot about a mile out of the village. We arrived at the spot around 10 am. There were just the three of us. Nobody else had wanted to come. Karen was helping her dad write some reports. It was an idyllic spot. I had already put my swimsuit on underneath my shorts and top. Elaine however just undressed and got in the water naked. Josh did the same. “Don’t be such a wus. Are you ashamed of showing something?” I reluctantly undressed. It was the first time I’d been swimming in months. It helped ease the tension between Josh and I. when Josh was busy exploring a cave Elaine had a word. “He is a big boy isn’t he. And he’s only fifteen you say. Is he still a virgin?” “I don’t know I think so. Anyway I’ve never thought of him like that, until recently.” She said “It’s alright its not you it’s what’s happened to us. It’s part of the process. Back there in the village they see it as a mother’s duty
to become involved with her son. They think any form of family relationship is completely natural and normal. This kind of thing has been going on here for generations. Nobody’s going to stamp it out overnight. If you’re afraid of taking the first step I could help.” I knew what she meant. And tacitly agreed, I couldn’t help myself the situation was having that effect on me. I also agreed too help out down at the school with her 2 hours twice a week. I had enough spare time to do this. Besides, I reasoned she could do with the extra help. Whilst we were getting dried I had a quick glance at Josh’s attributes .She certainly was right about the boy. I was proud he was my son. Even now after having been swimming in the pool he looked bigger than my husband. He couldn’t take his eyes off us. Mostly it was me he ogled. I didn’t mind I liked the attention. In a few weeks time he and Karen would be 16. After Elaine had left us and we were walking back to our hut. I asked him what
he would like for his birthday. He took my hand and said; “Yo
u know what I want. I want you to go through that ceremony with me. You know your friend. Laura’s going to do it with both her sons. Don’t you? Besides Elaine’s son is coming next week to stay.” This was news to me it was certainly turning into pervert village. I didn’t answer him, for the moment .We just walked home holding hands. Before we went in I simply said; “yes I’ll go through it with you. I love you and always will son.” So there it was. In three weeks time Josh and I would be joined to one another. I found out a few days later that we had to have matching tattoos etched onto our buttocks. My tattoo would be on my left buttock his would be on his right one. In Laura’s case she would have a tattoo on both buttocks whilst her sons would have them done on different buttocks. Rod was proud of us. I now wanted him and Karen to be joined if they were willing.
After that I was relieved not just that the study would continue but that I had the strength to go through with it. Josh and I became much more affectionate leading up to the time. We didn’t actually engage in sex for the moment. We would have moments when we were alone. During this time he would come up behind me put his arms around me and pull me to him .I was putty in his hands. I was glad to see Karen and Rod were also getting on with each other. The only proviso I asked was that they not have a child just yet. This they accepted. As for Rod and I, we still could couple, if we so wished, but Josh had to be present and agree to it. Any children I was to have though in future would be the progeny of Josh. I was a little concerned about the needles they would use for the tattoos, however Rod agreed he would see they were sterilised before.
Life continued and settled into a routine for the next few weeks. We had started to attend some of the village’s story telling sessions. There a different speaker would tell stories mostly about the forest and its inhabitants. It was always entertaining. Indeed other than sex it seemed to be their only form of amusement. Elaine’s son turned up and was amazed at the transformation in his mum, then he promptly went down with the fever as if on cue. Rod’s work was going well and he would get his samples from the villagers soon after the ceremony. We all went to see the village chief. He looked to be about 70 but was almost 90 years old. He certainly wasn’t senile. His pidgin wasn’t good so hi son acted as interpreter. What little bit of English came out was “you gonnaavemanybabs.”
Ten days before the ceremony we had our tattoos. There would actually be 2 tattoos a small spider would be above a larger tattoo of our choice. Josh and I chose a purple butterfly. Rod and Karen chose to have a dragonfly. Both these insects were native to the area. The spider indicated we would have a bond with the area. The butterfly would indicate the bond between Josh and I. The smaller tattoo would be about a inch and a half the larger one would be about 2 and a half inches in diameter. Josh went first. I watched whilst Josh had it done. The tattooist was certainly skilled at his job. I expected a botched facsimile of both these creatures. What I saw, when he had finished, was a first rate piece of artwork. A professional tattooist back home couldn’t have matched the quality. He knew exactly what he was doing and had done it many times before. He even double-checked to make sure had got the correct buttock on each of us. He didn’t want to get i
t wrong either. This skill, I learned later was passed down from father to son. The tattooist had too be proficient before he could be let loose on a person. It took many years of training to perfect this skill. All this from a man whose main job was a carpenter. I truly was impressed. He did the tattooing for the entire area. This was an area of about 500 square miles. I then had mine done. I lay on the bench lifted my skirt and took off my panties. Josh stayed to watch. It was important for the pair to see their partner have their tattoo done. It wasn’t an unpleasant experience. I was grateful rod had insisted on having the needles sterilised. However the tattooist always cleansed the needle in fire beforehand.
The day after the tattoos were done I started my period. I was grateful. A couple couldn’t be joined whilst the woman was bleeding. They had to wait until after she stopped bleeding. There were other rituals to be observed as well. They were reasonably simple ones to follow. Once a couple had been tattooed they effectively were engaged they then could have sex. The chief of the village had to give his permission for this. However 4 days before the ceremony all sex between the couples had to cease until the ceremony was completed. To prevent couples, during this time, from mating, they were kept separate. The women would for this short time have to sleep in a separate hut. During the day we would be allowed home but we would be chaperoned. It seemed a silly rule to me but we had to abide by it. So Josh had to wait another 4 days before we could be alone together. This really only allowed us one night together before the ceremony. I wo
uld have to start using the cap, like I did when Rod and I had sex during my fertile time in future. I didn’t want to become pregnant, not just yet anyway. I would of course defer to Josh’s wishes if he wanted a child I would bear him one willingly.
So the day after my period had finished was Monday. Rod, Karen, Josh and I, went to see the chief. Elaine was coming out with her son. We greeted one another. “Well are you ready for the big day? I know I am. This is Kyle my son and soon to be husband. Well sorry we can’t stop. We’ve things to do” She went off giggling. We were ushered into the chief’s hut. He was sat in his usual place. We did as requested and sat down. “ You all willing to go and do ceremony on weekendnext.” Said his interpreter. “Yes we are.” We replied in unison. “Good,” he said, “The chief wishes you well. As it says in good book go for the and multiply. You also got his permission to spend a night together and rest of today. Make most of it till weekend. ” I wanted to get out and go for a swim. By now I had become happy occasionally, as all of us had, to walk around the village naked. Of course this had resulted in some of the teenage boys trying to hit it off with us. The tattoo would p
revent this in future. They could see it better than a ring on a woman’s finger. They didn’t mess around with married or betrothed women.
So Josh and I walked naked had in hand to the lake. We only took a towel each to dry off after. We also took a mat to lie down on. The only thing we wore was a pair of sandals on our feet. I for one couldn’t cope with the uncomfortable feeling I got on the ground. I just felt comfortable with Josh at the moment. The nearer we got to the lake the damper I became between my thighs. As we walked we talked to each other like we hadn’t talked for a long time. “Didn’t you fancy or feel attracted to Karen instead of me after the fever.” I asked him. “Not really mum. She’s an attractive girl. But I prefer women a bit older. Then after you recovered I started noticing changes in you. You looked younger. You seemed to exude sex. The way you walked was different. I just couldn’t help myself. Whenever you were near I just couldn’t get enough of the sight of you. I had to talk to someone. Dad always said I could talk to him about anything. So I approached him just to ask what had happened since we had the fever. He knew something was going on so I told him about the effect you were having on me. He wasn’t mad at all. He knew by then that the fever was causing the changes in all of us. He knew what the chief wanted from us in return for more co-operation. He mentioned it first. I mean how would I feel about getting involved with you. I didn’t know what he meant at first. Then he asked me if I’d ever had sex with a woman. When I told him I hadn’t he asked me if I would like you to show me. I thought he was joking at first. Then he told me about the others. You know the other groups and how it was affecting them. He seemed completely relaxed about it. He said we’d see how it develops but these feelings I was having wouldn’t go away. He said they’d just get stronger as time went on. He told me what one of the village people told him. One boy in the village a few years ago had killed himself when he started getting the same feelings about his mum. So that’s about it. I don’t know if I could live without you that’s how strong I’ve felt lately about you.” I had great sympathy for him I could imagine how he felt. I had started to feel the same way about him. I honestly thought I was going mad when it started. “ You know, baby, I felt the same way about you. After I had recovered I’d lay awake at nights and think about you. I even told your dad that when we made love I would fantasise it were you making love to me. I thought suddenly that I’d become the deviant mother. I love you son. How do you feel about children Josh would you like to have children, someday? I’m still young enough you know.” “ Forgive me mum but I’ve not thought about anything else other than you .I don’t know the idea just seems to get me going. I mean the thought of you, you getting bigger with my baby. It’s just so incredible. I mean the fact that you and me can do it and there’s no problem about it with dad…” “ OK lover boy promise one thing, that we’ll leave it for a couple of months before we decide on that aspect of our relationship. But if you really want to I’d respect your wishes and go along with you.” “No I’m fine with that mum. But what do we do to prevent it in the meantime?” Then I told him I could use the cap during my fertile time. To this he agreed. “ Just tell me lover when you think the time is right and we’ll see about it.” “OK mum, I’ll do that.”
By now we had reached the lake .We were alone for the moment. We found a secluded spot not too far from the waterfall. I wanted to be away from prying eyes. “ Let’s lie down for a while. Is that alright with you baby?” “Yeah, I’m OK with that mum.” You could cut the sexual tension between us with a knife. We spread the mat out and lay down. My nipples were as hard as little buttons. It was obvious he was also aroused. “ Let’s just lie here for a while is that alright with you Josh?” “That’s fine by me mum.” “You’ll have to call me by name eventually you know. But when we get back to England we’d best use our formal titles for appearance sake. Is that alright?” mmmmmmmmmmm. Said Josh. “ Anyway you might meet a girl of your own age and not want to be bothered about me, I wouldn’t mind you know.” “No I won’t you’re the only one I want. Don’t you want to go ahead with it mum. If you don’t just say .I won’t be upset.” “ Of course not, silly.We can only see how things develop. You might not want your old mum in another 20 years though when I’m old and wrinkled. ” “ I’ll always want you mum, no matter what.” “Oh baby come here. Cuddle me I need you right now.” I replied.
We came together. It was so natural. I kissed him, like I had done when he was a young boy. I kissed his forehead. It was just like old times when we would cuddle, and I would nurse him. He would tell me that when he grew up he’d marry me. Little did I suspect that when he grew up he would actually do so. Our kissing became more passionate. He was a little clumsy, at first. We were both a little nervous and apprehensive. He was my son after all. We knew we were about to commit the ultimate taboo. We would do it with our own government’s approval. For what I did not know then is this is exactly why reason they wanted families here. They wanted relationships like ours to succeed so they could study the outcome. They wanted liaisons like ours to bear fruit.
All that mattered here was Josh and I. Whilst musing on these thoughts Josh was sucking my breasts, and gently stroking my clitoris. This always drove me to the brink. Neither of us would stop until our passion had been sated. My hand started to stroke his inner thighs. All the time I was stroking ever close to his now erect member. All the while I was whispering in his ear: “ Don’t let this ever stop. I love you my son. I want your children I’ll do whatever you ask of me. I love you more than life itself.” He was fully erect now. He was if anything slightly bigger than his dad. I just had to have him in me, a place he had emerged from nearly sixteen years before. I lay on my back. “I’ll guide you in baby.” I spread my thighs and eased his erect member into my tunnel. It felt so right, so natural. I felt I had come home. He was now on top of me thrusting in and out .The rhythm just came naturally to him. I raised my knees on either side of his torso.
If I had been fertile then I wouldn’t have told him to stop. I would gladly let him inseminate me. I would let my handsome young man, that I had made, get me, his own mother, pregnant. He was loving me and I was the willing recipient of his love. All the time I was holding his buttocks and helping him thrust his organ into my vagina. I felt myself coming .I moaned and he released his seed into me. We had done it we had coupled for the first time. I just wanted him to stay inside me. I could feel his semen leaking out of me in copious amounts. I just hugged him .My knees were still raised. I just wanted to savour the moment. My boy was no longer a virgin. When we finally came down to Earth, all I could say was: “Wow, You know how to show a girl a good time.” He was speechless for the moment. We just looked into each other’s eyes. When he finally regained his power of speech all he could say was: “I don’t ever want this to end.”
When he finally slipped out of me .We just lay together, enjoying just being with each other. We must have fallen asleep, for a while, because the sun had changed its position. It wasn’t often we actually saw the sun because of the forest, plus we were in the tropics. “Let’s have a swim, before we go back, Josh. We played around for a while, then returned for seconds. This time I brought him to orgasm, with me on top. I felt him spurt in me and then I collapsed on top of him. He held me close. We lay together for a while then decided to have another swim. We swam up and down the lake. I would pretend to try to swim away from him, but he always caught me. We had a quickie in the water then got out and dried. We were walking away and were about 100 yards down the track when we bumped into Elaine with her son James. He towered over her 5ft 3inch frame by more than 7 inches. We had a quick chat and left them. They, like us, were totally naked. I had to admire their bir
d tattoos. We arrived back in the village shortly afterwards. We called in to see Laura. She was the only one of us who was clothed. We only stopped for a short while then went back home. By now it was mid afternoon. I was glad for the day off. I was tired by now, but we had to rearrange the sleeping quarters. Thankfully Karen had a double bed. So from the weekend Rod would share it with her, and Josh would move in with me. I was allowed on last night with Rod. This would be on Friday. “Are you sure you don’t mind me spending one last night with your dad Josh?” “No mum it’s alright. I know you still love each other.”
That afternoon a delivery arrived by truck. These arrived at irregular intervals. Numerous items were contained in these deliveries including any mail forwarded to us. Josh had a delivery .So had Rod. “It’s really for you mum.” He said. “ Well it’s really something for the ceremony.” “What is it?” He showed me .It was a pair of silk stockings, An almost transparent pink gown and a pair of tiny pink knickers. “It’s for the ceremony an Saturday.” Also he gave me a bottle of my favourite perfume to put on Estee Lauder beyond Paradise. “ How did you get this lot delivered then?” “ No problem he said. It’s all-official. Well dad says so anyway.” He then proceeded to tell me about the ceremony. It was the man’s duty, seemingly to tell the woman what would happen on the night. I was a bit shocked but incredibly turned on by what was to come.
Karen and Rod turned up about an hour later. They had been finishing a report down at the clinic. We all decided to have an early night. We could hear Karen and Rod in the next room when Josh and I were making love in bed. From the sound of it they were having as good a time as we were. This time with Josh it was more leisurely after all we had the rest of the night to go at it. He first took me in the missionary position. My boy certainly had a lot of stamina. While we sexed one another we whispered words of love to each other. He was soon emptying his sperm into me. As he did so he said: “Oh mum I think I’ve died and gone to heaven.” Then after a short break I got on top of him and rode him till he once more exploded in me. We then fell asleep completely satisfied holding each other in an embrace. I woke up in the middle of the night .I had to go to the bathroom. I met Rod coming out. “Are you alright Kathy?” “ Yes, I’m fine, and you?” “ She’s insatiable.” We embraced and went our separate ways. After I’d been I went back to bed. Josh was awake. He cuddled me and we just talked to each other. For the time being we were completely satisfied. We talked mainly about the arrangements we would have to make when we got back. We also talked about the arrangements for their exams in 3 months time. We both drifted off to sleep. I dreamt I was pregnant with Josh’s fourth child. We were all having a picnic. Our other children were there. They were only young maybe 3 to 5 years old. Karen and Rod were there she was pregnant as well. It was such an erotic scene. It was a vision of things yet to be. I woke up first. I felt so horny. I began to stroke Josh. He soon rose to the occasion. This time I wanted him to be the dominant one. I guided him in he thrust into me. I responded by thrusting in unison. I raised my knees once more and clung to his back. I was lost in the moment. We both came together. I felt him hit my cervix with his end. All the time my insides were being flooded by his life giving seed. I was lost for words. AT that moment all I could think of was my dream. My god, I thought, I want his babies. And I meant it. For the time being though I would continue with my plan, and use contraception when it was my fertile time. We just lay there afterwards. I held him tightly. He was no longer just my little boy. He was now also my lover .I would do wanted he wanted of me. I wondered what the other girls were doing now. Was Laura receiving some of her son’s seed also. Was Laura’s daughter mating with her dad. Where were Elaine and her son? Were they now lying in the afterglow of their love and contemplating starting a family together. Then I thought of how old Josh was. Was he too immature for a family? Did he really want children when he hadn’t left school? Could he cope with being a dad at such a young age. I was full of self-doubts for about a minute. I then thought what will be will be.
I got up and headed for the shower. Josh joined me and we showered together. I had to help Elaine that morning. I couldn’t be late. He couldn’t get enough he wanted me again. “Not know lover boy, we’ll do it later. Is Saturday all right for you?” “Oh OK mum .I don’t want to wear you out.” We all went off to our various assignments. I took a light bag with me. Karen and I wouldn’t be coming back here until Saturday. Then she would marry her father and I would marry my son. She and Josh were going to he schoolroom today. So after breakfast we set off together leaving Josh with his dad. I kissed them both goodbye. “ See you both Saturday my two hunks.” Karen kissed her new lover goodbye for the time being. We had a quite talk on the short walk down. “I like it here mum. Don’t you? It’s definitely a lot quieter than at home.” She said. “ I should hope so it’s a lot smaller place than Manchester.” I stated. “ I know that but I’ve got friends at school who live in villages. There’s just so much of a rush back home wherever you live. Everybody just thinks about making money. It’s not just a matter of making money to live or put a little bit away to save for something you want. Money is all that seems to matter to a lot of people back home. Make money. It’s the new religion in Britain and in England in particular. It’s not a means of exchange any more. It’s just that it’s a grab all society. Nobody thinks about anybody else back home its just grab what you can and to hell with everybody else. Whereas here there’s a real sense of community. They help one another. There’s no mad rush .If they can’t get it done today. They’ll do it tomorrow. It’s not that there lazy, they’re more relaxed and thoughtful. At first I thought they were just ignorant peasants, but I was wrong. They’ve a real sense of purpose and a great respect for their part of the world. They know what’s going on in the outside world. They listen to it on the radio each da
y and they don’t like what they’re hearing. They know it’s a bent system out there and they don’t want anything to do with it. Besides do you know they don’t even charge for schooling here. They do in other parts of the island. For all that though I don’t think I’d want to live here permanently. Well not yet anyway.” I was surprised at Karen speaking like this .She certainly had grown up. I was amazed that somebody so young could be so aware of what our world back home was really like. I left her to go study .She had Josh would usually study together. They had a lesson plan to go off. So far they were keeping up with all the lessons. If anything they were slightly ahead. This was a bit unusual for teenagers. It was especially unusual for teenagers like her and her brother, especially in these strange circumstances. I went in to help Elaine. Laura had also volunteered to help. She helped me with an English class. The kids here were doing reasonably well. They were a mixed age class. After the class we had a talk. “You know about the ceremony don’t you? ” “Yes,” I replied. “ Do you know we aren’t allowed to use any form of contraception during it.” It turned out that the ceremony would occur during her most fertile period. “You know the ceremony officially goes on for 3 days. It’s just the first part that’s in public.” “Are you worried about getting pregnant?” “Well maybe a little. The boys just find it an incredible turn on, the thought of knocking up their own mother. They said that because they’re twins there’s a good chance they’ll knock me up with twins or even quads. I know that’s silly but it’s incredibly arousing. I’ve always wanted more children .You see I come from a large family. I’ve got 4 brothers and 5 sisters. Anyway I love my son’s and would do anything for them. Maybe becoming pregnant will diminish my sex drive. It usually doesn’t though. As far as I’m concerned I’d have twins every year for the next ten years if they wanted me to. ”
The next few days flew by. It was a comfortable hut they put us in. We all slept together in the one room. By the sounds in the night any passer by could tell we were a lot of frustrated women. Those few days we all got lost in the work we were doing. When I wasn’t helping Elaine teach school I was helping Laura’s and my children study for their exams/They were coming along pretty well, but all I could think of was sex. I thought of sex all the time, sex with Rod. Most of all I thought about having sex with my only son. Friday finally came around. It was now early March .Had we really been here all theses months?
Laura and I were allowed to go home and have one last night of passion with our husbands. Laura would use contraception on this last occasion with her husband. After this night Laura would be bred to her twin sons and I would have Josh as a bed-partner and lover. We had decided on a quiet night in. I had a shower. Then I asked for Josh’s permission to spend one last night with his dad. “I’ll give you permission if I can eat you out in the morning in the shower.” It was an offer too good to miss. I of course accepted. I made love to Rod, my husband, like I had never made love to him before. I first got on top .He soon came. Next he took me in the missionary position and emptied himself into me.
True to his word Josh did lick out my excretions that morning from my leaking vagina, but only after Rod had emptied himself inside me once again. We did it in the missionary position so as to get as much inside me as possible. After breakfast all us girls would go to the lake for a swim. We had to be back by mid afternoon to have them prepare us for: “The Ceremony.” We had a leisurely swim. We even had a game of tig. Most of all it was fun. It took our minds off our sexual frustration. We all walked back to the village naked. It was the first time I had seen Laura’s tattoos. Of course she had the spider on both buttocks but below them were tattooed the beautifully coloured Rainbow Lorikeet in all its colourful glory. The tattooist had truly captured the image of this indigenous bird an all its wonder. I was a little bit jealous that she had such beautiful tattoos. I didn’t begrudge her though she would have a lot cut out for her to do. She would have to attend
to the sexual needs of two healthy horny young men. And by all accounts told to me so far, after the ceremony she would almost certainly conceive another child.
We were expected. When we arrived back a large pot of boiling water was simmering over an open fire. It looked like a scene out of a movie about cannibals about to boil their pray alive. However we weren’t afraid. It was hot water for us all to have baths. These were placed out nearby. They were no more than hollowed out logs but they were functional. These were filled with hot water from the boiling cauldron. Each bath was then cooled down till we found it acceptable. It was the first time in months any of us had a bath. It was luxurious we just wallowed in the hot water. The scented soap they provided made it an erotic experience. When we were finally finished they helped us get dry. The towels that were given us were soft and fluffy. Then it was the time for us to be made ready. First the cut and trimmed our hair. I had always kept mine short but it was cut a little shorter. Then they applied a liberal amount of their home made perfume. I think we all found it a bit relaxing. It was designed to get us and our men sexually excited. Then we were made up. Finally we put on our flimsy clothing consisting of panties, stockings and a very flimsy knee length gown. A garter belt held up the stockings. The gown was almost transparent. Each of us wore a different colour I was in pink. Karen wore blue. Laura wore green and Elaine wore yellow. We were a veritable rainbow of colours. They first checked us internally to make sure no contraception was being used. When all was ready we put on our matching slippers and were led out of our hut. Karen looked stunning. She was no longer a little girl but a stunning beautiful desirable young woman. Laura looked lovely. Elaine looked like a beautiful busty teenager. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My god, I thought, I looked like Karen’s sister.
The next part was almost like a scene out of a porn movie. We were then taken to the meeting hut .It was larger than the rest and was used as the local mission as well. I don’t think any missionaries envisioned it being used for this purpose. We went inside. The men were there they were all naked. I caught sight of Laura’s son’s with their tattoos on their buttocks. Josh and Rod were there too. We were guided to stand next to our partners. I stood beside Josh. Rod was next to Karen. Laura was sandwiched in between her two sons. Elaine was of course next to her son. The chief was there, but his son recited the oath we were to take. I can’t remember it word for word. In essence it stated we now became bound to the village in general and our new partners in particular. We were not to bring any harm here. In response we would always be made welcome here and could bring visitors here as long as they were closely related. We then were led outside. We held the hand of our partner. The whole village was there. All the villagers were completely naked as well Large mats had been laid down on the ground. The chief’s son continued his speech outside. “ To complete the ceremony you my now couple with your partner. The man has now to undress his partner, but you may leave on your stockings ladies. That now is all I have to say. So be fruitful. Well I thought that didn’t take long .We were in and out of the hut in less than ten minutes. We were guided to our mat. I stood next to my son Josh. He was a good bit taller than I was .He was also fully erect as were all the other men. He bent down to kiss me. I responded by playing tongue touch. He then started to undress me my top was swiftly removed .All the time we were kissing one another. Next he pulled my panties down and kissed my belly. I had a quick glance at Karen she was now naked too. I lay down and Josh followed me. I whispered in his ear. “Happy birthday son. I hope you like your present.” He replied, between kisses, “It’s the best present ever. Now I’ve got to give you my present.”
I spread myself wide for him to enter me. He slid in so easily. He began to thrust in and out. I wanted him in me as deep as he would go. We were lost in our passion. I felt my son spurt his seed I moaned as I came as well. We just lay together in our post coital bliss .I sneaked a view as to what the others were doing around us. Karen and her father were still coupling. Laura’s first son had finished and he got up to make way for his brother. Elaine just lay there clinging to her son’s back. The villagers just stood around us and watched. It was soon over. Laura’s second son soon ejaculated inside his mother. After we had all finished and our partners had withdrawn we just laid there too tired to do anything else. All of us women raised our knees in to the air to keep in as much seed as possible. Our partners aided us in this endeavour. We lay there for about 5 minutes. We all got to our feet. Josh helped me up .I was now my son’s wife. His semen was starting to run down my thigh. Karen was coated in her dad’s seed as well. We didn’t make any attempt to clean it off just yet. It was an honour to show the villagers we had coupled with our offspring.
Afterwards they brought us refreshments. It was unbelievable .We had just committed incest in their village with their connivance and there they were offering us drink. We were however grateful for even at this time of day it was still hot. When it was all over the chief clapped his hands. “Well done.” Said his son. Welcome to our tribe. You are now one with us. You will always be welcome here along with any of your relatives. Go now, in peace.”
By now it was about nine in the evening .I was hungry .I hadn’t had anything to eat since early afternoon. We went to a nearby hut to clean up. Then the feast began. We just sat down on the mats and food was brought to us. About an hour later we had enough and all decided to go back to our own huts. We all wished each other well and said goodnight. We grabbed our clothes and went home. After a quick shower together Josh and I went to bed. We managed on last session before we fell asleep. I was now a married woman again. Only this time my new husband was my son.
So March had come and gone. It was now April. The rain that usually lasted only an hour each day became more intense and lasted about 2 hours a day. After all we realised we were living in the middle of a rainforest. Rod finally managed to get his blood samples from the tribe. He was getting busier co-ordinating the results from the other teams. We should be home in England by November. As expected Laura missed her next period. She indeed was pregnant with her sons’ baby. She wasn’t sure which one had impregnated her. It would probably be impossible to tell, because they were identical twins. Therefore they were genetically identical.
Life continued. Our sex life settled into a routine .We usually made love at least twice a day. We were like a newly married young couple. Josh certainly couldn’t get enough. I would spice things up a bit by trying different positions with him. During my fertile time I made sure I wore my cap. I became increasingly frustrated with it as time went on. Rod and Karen also had an active sex life. It’s a thing we discussed with each other. Our work life also settled down into a routine. During the week I would help Rod with his work. I also continued to help Elaine down at the school. Shortly Karen and Josh would be sitting their exams. This would mean all of our family travelling into the capital for a few days. It would make a pleasant break. Whilst we were away Laura’s husband would be in charge. April came and went. It was now May .At the end of May we would go to Port Moresby for a full week. Rod would still be in contact with the team members. However in his
absence John would be in overall control.
When the time came we went by road to the helicopter landing area. It was a nice relaxing journey by helicopter into the capital. Rooms had been arranged for us there. It was a nice change to have a break .My period came and went whilst we were there. Whilst I was bleeding I only stimulated my son orally. When their exams had been completed we stayed on for a further 4 days. We then returned to the village. It was now June .The work my husband had come to do was nearing it’s completion. We were already making preparations to return home in October, a full month earlier than we expected. Again my period came and went. July came we still enjoyed an active sex life. One day, 3 days after my period had finished, Josh said “ Mum you know how you said when we first started, that you wanted me to let you know when I thought the time was right for us to start a family well I’d like you to have my baby, if you’re willing of course. So could you stop using that cap of yours from now on.” I burst into tears. He misunderstood my reason for doing this. It wasn’t that I was unwilling or unhappy. On the contrary, I was glad he had asked me. “It’s OK mum if you don’t want to I’ll wait a bit longer.” “Don’t be silly I’m more than willing to have your children. It’s tears of joy I’m shedding not tears of regret. I’d even thought of deliberately forgetting to put it in again. But that would be unfair. It’s got to be a joint decision. Of course I’ll be the mother of your babies.” So that was settled. For by now Laura was starting to show, and Elaine was over a month pregnant as well. I was the odd one out in our little group when we went swimming.
The fact that we were now trying for a baby enhanced our sex life. I of course told Rod that in a few months he could be a granddad for the first time. I would of course be the child’s mother and grandmother. For the next few weeks we literally couldn’t leave each other alone. Of course Josh and his sister had more free time because they weren’t now studying. So they helped their dad with his reports. They also helped Elaine and me down at the school. Of course the school finished for 4 weeks in mid July. A week after the school had finished for the break would be my most fertile time. Leading up to this Josh and I would spend as much time together during the day. I wanted to make sure my tubes were completely covered in his seed all the time. Josh would take me when and where he could. I became his subservient little fuck bunny. It was the middle of the week and I had calculated I should be ovulating that day. Josh and I went to the lake for the day .We took a picnic lunch with us. We didn’t want anything to disturb us.
It was a wonderful day. All we did was swim, eat and drink and of course copulate and have lots and lots of sex. Mostly we did it missionary style. After we swam we decided not to swim again for fear of washing his seed out of me. Whenever we had sex we just lay there coupled together. . After he had pulled out of me he would raise my legs above my head.
For the next few days we went naked. All this had the desired effect. I missed my next period. August soon passed and we started making plans to return to England. By the middle of September the teams work was nearly completed. Other members of the team would occasionally drop into the village. September was coming to and end .By that time my little bulge was starting to show. Laura was quite big by now, it turned out she was expecting twins. Elaine’s bulge was pretty prominent as well. Elaine would be moving to Perth with her son. I was so incredibly thrilled that I was pregnant. I then began to wonder what to tell my parents when we arrived back. Should we tell them the truth that my son Josh was the baby’s father. Luckily there would be a full debriefing when we arrived back in Darwin.
The date for our departure had been set .We would be leaving the second Sunday in October. We would then be taken to Darwin where we would spend a further 4 days before going our separate ways. During the last few days we relaxed a little bit more than usual. Most of the work had been completed. As Rod said it truly was an amazing discovery that had been made here. It was thought that the spider venom we had been subjected to also conferred longevity on us. By how much it would increase our life span they were unsure at the time. However an estimate of between 25 and 30% seemed a reasonable assumption for the moment. This probably meant I could have as much another 25 years of reproductive life left.
When we were ready to leave the whole village was there. The chief wished us well through his interpreter son. “You all come back soon to visit us .You are our people too now. You send friend’s of yours here. They’re all welcome especially families. They come here and they get good surprise. ” He said. Before he left he also told us they were planning to have a new venture in this area. They wanted to open it up to “environmental tourism.” This would involve building new houses out of local materials. Installing a water-powered generator above the waterfall could provide a ready source of energy. Preliminary studies had been promising. They would only cater for a small number of tourists so as to prevent any major damage to the region. Other nearby villages were also considering doing the same This was the lesser of may evils. They saw it as a way of preventing the rainforest from being cut down. Although they realised some logging may be done they wanted this kept to a minimum. They realised what had happened in other countries notably in nearby Indonesia. They wanted any further logging to be sustainable whatever was cut down would be systematically replaced. They wouldn’t allow a cut and slash policy here and were prepared to defend the forest accordingly. So we were wished well. Before we set off we finally received news of our children’s exam results. Both Karen and Josh had gained 8 GCSEs each all above grades C. When they got back home they would continue at college.
So we met up with the other groups and were taken to Darwin via Port Moresby. It was an uneventful journey. The time we spent in Darwin was very interesting. We made many friends there. We all had a debriefing session. As far as confiding in relatives that was up to us. They did however tell us the various governments who had sent their nationals on this mission would be exempt from prosecution for incest should a court case ever arise. It seems each sponsor nation had introduced a law in an innocuous sounding genetics bill that effectively exempted us from prosecution. It was felt it would only be a matter of time before some garbled facts came out and a prosecution would be attempted.
We made a few good friends the few days we spent in Darwin. At least half the women there were starting “to show”. It appeared as if a lot of the women had paired off with their sons. All too soon it was time to return home to England. I sat with Josh, of course, on the return leg. He wasn’t worried now at the prospect of flying home. It was an uneventful flight .We had to stop over at Perth and Bahrain again. It was a damp day at the end of October when we finally arrived back into Manchester airport. My parents were there to meet us. “My god you’re pregnant. It’s doing wonders for you though you look so much younger than you did.” She said. My parents had seen to our house whilst we were away and they kept an eye on the tenants. It was in as good a condition when we got back as it had been before.
So the weeks went by and Rod returned to his old job. Karen and Josh started college doing their “A” levels. And I got bigger with every week. I started a part time job doing supply teaching mostly in junior schools. We spent our first Christmas back home at my parents. I think even then that she suspected something was going on between Josh and me. She just said to me “You know Kathy you can confide in me. Anything you tell me won’t go any farther than your father. I mean anything.” It was something I had to give serious thought to.
My brother and sister were at my parents for Christmas as well. My brother John was four years older than I was. His wife was with him. Their 2 children were away for Christmas. My sister Jemma was the “baby” of the family. She was then 25. Her 2 sons, Adam and Keiran, were there as well. They were then 8 and 9 respectively. Her wastrel of a boyfriend had fallen out with her, again, and was at relatives. This really meant he was with his other woman. Jemma just ignored this fact. Her 2 sons weren’t really badly behaved they were just practical jokers.
Over the New Year I had a lot to think about. There were rumours coming out that there was an impending court case coming up regarding one of our group. She was a 30ish year old microbiologist who lived in Bristol and had been in one of the other groups. When it did come to court the case was thrown out for lack of evidence. Although a DNA sample had been taken from her foetus and herself and her son, the tests were inconclusive. It seemed the illness had somehow had an effect on our genetic code. So after discussing this with Rod and Josh I decided to tell my parents the truth. They were hardly surprised. She just said: “it could prove a problem for your child and any more you and Josh have. Probably the best thing you can do is tell the child that Josh is its father. Otherwise it could lead to a lot of confusion in future. In the meantime the best you can do is move to an area where you aren’t known.” This seemed sound advice .So when I was six months pregnant we moved to nearby Chorley. This was actually nearer to where my parents lived.

Epilogue
Nine months after I had mated with my son Josh I gave birth to a healthy 9lb-baby boy who we named James. Within 6 months of giving birth Josh had made me pregnant again. Into my third month of my second pregnancy, with Josh’s child and Karen also found out she was expecting. By now I had become a stop at home mum. Rod’s job now allowed him to support the whole family. Rod commented on how well I looked when I was pregnant. He also said: “I think our son makes a fine father. I hope he gives you many more healthy babies. It’s such a turn on to see you outside with a big swollen belly.” And so I gave birth to my son’s second child a healthy 8lb-baby girl we named June. Three months later Karen gave birth to her father’s baby boy they named Alex. Six months later I gave birth to Josh’s second baby who weighed in at 7lb 8ounce. We named her Alice. Three months later Karen gave birth to her first child 9lb 4-ounce boy called James.
Karen and Josh went on to university after they had finished their A levels. Josh studied computer sciences and Karen trained as a teacher. During this time Karen and her dad and Josh and I enjoyed an active love life. Karen and I look more like sisters, so I’m told, than mother and daughter. After our children had finished university we all emigrated to a suburb of Brisbane, Australia. My parents moved with us and live nearby. Job prospects for Karen and Josh are much better here than back in England. One year after arriving in Australia I became pregnant again, with twins.
So here we are eight years on from our trip to Papua New Guinea. Our family has grown again. I am the proud mother of four of Josh’s children. Our twin boys Aaron and Roland are now a year old. Karen is now four months pregnant again with triplets. Last week I found out I’m 2 months pregnant, yet again, with Josh’s fifth baby.
My youngest sister Jemma is visiting us at the moment. She now has a bit more free time on her hands. She won about £4 million on the English lottery last year and finally dumped her useless, lazy, good for nothing wastrel of an excuse for a man. She set up a string of hairdressing shops that are quite successful. This leaves her a bit more free time to pursue other interests. Her main concern, at the moment are her 2 sons, who are now 16 and 17 they aren’t bad boys. They have just been involved with the wrong crowd. She brought them with her to get away from their supposed friends.
I finally confided in her the truth about our trip to the rainforest. At first she was dumbfounded but also found it very erotic. “ Wow Kathy,” she said, “ You mean to say that you and Josh are living as man and wife. And mum and dad have known all about this all this time? I don’t know what to say. ” I just asked her to keep it to herself for the time being. “ I only wish I could find a right man. I just seem to get involved with the wrong type all the time.”
So I said, “Why don’t you and the boys go to the place we went to in Papua New Guinea. It’s more like a holiday camp now and I’m sure Adam and Kieran will like the experience. I can phone them up and make a booking for you and the boys. Your best bet is to go for at least a month.” So she asked her two sons: “Do you boys fancy a break where aunt Kathy and uncle Rod went a few years back then boys?”
I knew that my parents had already talked to Jemma’s sons about where we had been and what had happened there. So they had been fully primed. I also knew that they fancied their mum like mad and would do anything for her. It was too good an offer for them to refuse. She was still young enough at 33 to have more children. I had a feeling that a trip there would bring them closer as a family. I thought about what Jemma’s belly would look like in a few months time. “That sounds great mum when are we going" they replied in unison.