Chasing Anna: Day 4

Links to previous chapters:

[Day 1 Morning](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/a7dbyr/chasing_anna_day_1_morning_mf_nosex_slow_start/)

[Day 1 Evening](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/a7nt69/chasing_anna_day_1_evening_mf_noncon_slow_start/)

[Day 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/a7yh3x/chasing_anna_day_2/)

[Day 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/a8bh57/chasing_anna_day_3/)

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# Day 4

The next morning, Anna wasn’t quite sure how to act. The night before had changed things for her. Her friend’s fingers had brought her a release that seemed to have changed something fundamentally inside her. The rising tension and fear that had been plaguing her was broken. She felt more herself than she had in weeks. But deep down, it had also awakened something else. A longing for more. She had made peace with her reaction to the near escape the day before. She could feel those lusts without losing herself. She would not give in.

“Hey,” Nickie called to her. “Day 4! Over half way through now!” Anna frowned.

“You know what else Day 4 means…” MRD had been ramping up their fertility over the past several days. They were certainly ovulating by now and if they were caught… Anna shuttered. One more reason not to get caught.

“Yeah, I know. That’s gonna suuuck! But just 9 months, right?”

“You mean 18 years.”

Nickie shrugged, “I got a big family. I’ll have help. I’m sure your family will help too”

“I’m NOT getting caught”

“That’s the spirit! Let’s get going! Where are we anyway”

Anna checked the map, “Looks like we’re close, 4 miles and we should be there.”

The girls had been walking for about half an hour when Nickie spoke next.

“We’ve got a problem” she whispered.

“What’s the matter?”

“We’re being followed. Check your 7 O’clock, but make it subtle.”

Anna stopped and bent down as if tying her shoe. She looked back out of the corner of her eye just in time to catch a glimpse of something ducking behind a bush.

“What do we do?”

“Not sure we can lose him so quick. Let’s hang a left and head up the coast a bit while we come up with a plan.”

Slowly, they started drifting off to the left, heading towards the swamp rather than the pass to the forest. Now that Anna was aware of their tail, she couldn’t unsee it. Every time they paused, there was that distant motion as their pursuer hid. Anna knew they had to lose him before they got to the forest they planned to hide out in, but how? Not knowing the pursuer, they had no idea if he could outrun them or capably track a trail. Bolting unexpectedly might allow them to lose a runner before he was ready to give chase, but if he was a tracker instead, the quick pace would certainly leave a trail right to them.

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*2 months earlier*

“We’ve got a bit of a problem Ma’am”

The Ensign was nervous. She was new and didn’t have much experience. Training hadn’t covered these situations and she didn’t want an incident on her first cycle.

“It’s Anna, isn’t it?” the older woman replied. Ma’am was not new. She had seen this before, but never to such a great degree. This girl held such promise, but presented such difficulty.

“Yes Ma’am. We’re over half way through the cycle and we have almost no data on her. I’ve got the metrics here. I’m not sure how we can proceed.”

Ma’am looked over the numbers. While there was substantial variation on how much their charges talked amongst themselves, this girl was an outlier. She had barely spoken to anyone outside of formal classes. The usual causes of such self imposed isolation were depression, improper socialization pre-program, and sociopathy. None seemed to apply to this girl. Her stress levels were elevated, but within normal bounds. Her limited interactions with others, male and female, showed a cheerful aspect. Surveillance of non-social hours showed someone calm and studious. This ruled out depression. Reviews of her pre-program life showed a highly social demeanor, thought within normal bounds. She was in several social circles, though not a central member of any. The kind of girl who was well liked by all, though remaining separate from the normal pecking order of “cool kids” through her high school years. Not evidence of someone poorly socialized. This left one very troubling option. The girl showed no other signs of sociopathic behavior. Her limited interactions were generally helpful, assisting other girls in studies or friendly, if guarded, conversations with males during Socials. There was still risk, though. While weapons were banned for selection, out in nature, there were plenty of makeshift clubs and shanks that could be fashioned with trivial effort. They could not risk releasing someone who may be dangerous to others in the Selection process.

“I’ll have to interview her personally I suppose” Ma’am said at last.

“Yes Ma’am. I’ll set it up right way” the Ensign said as she bowed out of the room.

The Selection facility normally ran like a well oiled machine, taking symptomatic individuals, training them to reduce the psychological harm, and pairing them up with compatible mates to breed a population less susceptible to the effects of the condition. Anna was sand, gumming up the works of the machine. In 4 months, she had effectively shut out all attempts to profile her. The most infuriating part of the situation was the promise the girl showed. Reviewing her pre-Selection records indicated a highly driven, disciplined student, well socialized, resilient, and level headed. She was the model of what the Selection Department sought. Yet here she was, isolated and secretive, offering no clue as to who she would be compatible with.

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“We’re out of options. We have to run for it at some point” Anna said.

“No sprints. Too easy to burn ourselves out.” Nickie whispered back.

The girls slowly increased their speed, to an easy jog. They skirted the swamp and pulled back away, starting a long slow loop that would eventually put them back at their destination. They would occasionally find some excuse to check their rear to see if their tail was still on them. Each time, they would up their pace. They didn’t want to compete with the boy at a sprint, they wanted to lull him into playing an endurance game that both girls knew they would win. Each time they saw him, they would up the pace a bit. Edging closer to their race pace. Eventually, after a few hours, they stopped spotting the flash of a boy dashing for a bush when they checked on him. They were in the clear. For once, things were going their way. They kept the pace for hours, until they were sure they were in the clear. Then they stopped. Nickie began to track several false runs in different directions as Anna worked the map and compass to determine their exact location and a route to the entrance to their eventual hiding place. When they were finally ready, they set off slowly, obscuring their tracks to the best of their ability. They wouldn’t head straight to the entrance, instead they’d add in another dog leg. Just in case. They saw no more of their pursuer that day. However, when they arrived at their destination, late in the evening, they were greeted with a disheartening sight. The entrance to the forest they were trying to reach was a sheer cliff. The wood was more secure than they had imagined. It was surrounded not just by swamp and lake, but by the smooth stone of a cliff they were not equipped to scale. They had no route to safety that way. They made camp near the precipice, unsure of where to go now.

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Anna and Nickie huddled close to watch the recap of the day’s captures.

The first showed a new threat. A group of males had banded together, closing in on a girl rinsing in the stream. When she spotted one of the males, she bolted, but ended up running right into the other two. They caught her and wrestled her to the ground. What came next was surprising this late in Selection. The boys fought over their prize like the troglodytes of day 1. The girl sat cowering against a tree as the males sorted out who would claim her. Eventually, a blond boy cowed the other two enough to approach the girl. She looked terrified, thought her glistening pussy was leaking enough to leave a puddle under her ass. The boy pulled her on top of him, She made a show of struggling, but when his cock sunk home, she stopped any pretense of resistance. One of the others came forward and grabbed her hair, pulling her mouth onto his member. She began to slowly ride the cock under her as she worked the second in her mouth. She didn’t even seem scared anymore. She seemed relaxed, leisurely sliding up and down on the shaft beneath her. She ran her tongue over the cock in front of her, the scent of him building her passion. Her body convulsed as the first orgasm hit her. The third boy approached her from behind as she was lost in the sensations of the two cocks working her mouth and pussy. As the tip of the third cock touched her ass, she froze, pussy impaled on the cock beneath her, the second stretching her mouth wide, adding to the look of surprise on her face. They paused like that for a few seconds, as if all 4 were unsure how to continue. Then she lifted herself off the boy beneath her. Let the cock out of her mouth, and nodded to the boy behind her. She closed her eyes and breathed deeply, trying to relax. Anna could see the the cock slowly pressing forward, her ass stretching around the boy. The head of his cock slipped out of sight. The girls face was a mask of pain, but she didn’t pull away. She clung to the man in front of her for support, hugging him close and pressing the side of her face against his belly. Inch by inch, the cock slipped deeper into her ass. When he finally bottomed out, he stopped, letting her recover. They sat there for what had to be 30 seconds, letting her get used to the sensation. Three sets of hands began to run over her body, caressing her breasts, rubbing her clit, reaching back to feel where she was joined to the boy in her ass. She began to relax again, eyes now closed in arousal rather than pain. She lowered her pussy back onto the cock beneath her, slowly, letting herself get used to the new tightness from the cock in her ass. She began to gently grind against them. Every time the cock in her ass moved, a twinge of pain would break through the pleasure, but her pussy would contract, driving her to new heights. When she opened her mouth to moan, the boy in front of her slid back into her mouth. The 4 began to move against each other faster, the girl now used to being filled. Anna could see the balls of the boy in her mouth tighten as he began to come, cock pulsing as his seed flooded her mouth. She was panting as he withdrew, a trickle of semen dribbling from her lip. The boy under her was holding her hips, pulling her down onto him with every thrust. She pressed her head into his chest as her own climax hit. THe sensation was too much, the boy under her held her hips against him and emptied himself into her womb. She collapsed against him as the last boy continued to fuck her ass. A few seconds later, he pressed forward, holding his cock deep in her guts as he came.

“So who claims her?” Anna asked.

“The one who just knocked her up of course. The other stuff doesn’t count”

Anna had almost forgotten about that. Everyone claimed now was effectively guaranteed to conceive. She ran her hands over her own flat stomach, knowing she was ovulating, eggs waiting to be fertilized, womb waiting to swell with pregnancy. She shuttered, trying to put it out of her mind.

The next scene shocked them in quite a different way. The video began with a boy pressed against a tree moaning with passion as another man fucked him. Anna recognized the younger man as John, a pleasant, boy she had chatted with during one of the socials. A girl was approaching them from behind, sneaking up on the gay lovers.

“That’s Victoria,” Nickie whispered, “She’s lesbian”

The girl, Victoria, touched the top’s shoulder, causing him to jump, slipping out of his partner’s ass. She took the John’s place pressed against the tree and pushed her ass out, presenting herself to them.

“She doesn’t seem to be acting like a lesbian,” Anna noted.

“When better option does she have? If she’s paired with a gay guy, they can both live their lives and only get together to have kids.”

The two males seemed unsure what to do, torn between their sexual identity and the effects of the pheromones the girl was putting off. Victoria turned her head saying something to them which seemed to break the stalemate. John got behind her and tentatively positioned himself at her entrance. It was clear from his fumbling that he had no knowledge of a woman’s anatomy. As he was distracted trying to find the right angle to penetrate her, his mate positioned himself behind the two. Without warning, he, drove himself back into his lover’s ass. Shocked by the sudden invasion, the boy rocked forward, driving into the girl to the hilt. She moaned, pushing herself back against her lover. John was trapped in the middle, helpless and panicked by the onslaught of the two. When he tried to withdraw from the girl, the man behind him would slam back into his ass driving him back into her. When he tried to escape the assault on his ass, the girl would push back, impaling him on the cock behind him. The look of fear didn’t last long though. As the two continued to have their way with him, the dual stimulation of his cock and prostate proved too much. The girl tensed in orgasm, squeezing down on his dick. The man behind him pressed forward, holding himself deep in the boys ass as he came. John grabbed the girls hips, pulled her spasming body back against him, and held himself deep in her womb as he came. A few seconds later, he withdrew and turned to kiss the other boy. Now that he was paired with the girl, he’d be separated from his intended lover until the other boys was paired. The girl ignored the two, she reached down and touched herself, feeling the cum dripping from her, then ran her hands over her belly, as if feeling for the life that was about to take hold there.

When the stats rolled, they saw there were only 8 girls left unclaimed. Over 90% were gone, and they were only just over half way through. Anna began to realize how heavily the odds were stacked against them. 3 more days, if she could hold on for 3 more days she would be free. She had to hold on to that. She thought back to the videos they had just watched. A pair of boys working together, a gay man who was unlikely to be a threat, who knew who else. She couldn’t stop seeing the girls though, lost in pleasure and fear. Unable to fight the effects of their condition. She could feel that same desire burning in herself. Her whole body ached to be captured, to be taken… to be bred.

“Nickie?” Anna whispered.

“What’s up?”

“Are you really Ok with, you know, what might happen?”

Nickie paused, thinking about how to respond.

“Yeah, I am. We’ve come a long way. We’re in the top 10% already. I’m ready for it if we get caught.” she paused here, then continued, “my body’s more than ready. How about you? I know you were having trouble with the idea of getting fucked.”

“It’s not the sex. I get that part of it. I think I’m even ok with the idea of being forced. It’s the way they lose control, like they aren’t even themselves anymore. How can they just give in like that?”

Nickie was silent for a long time. She thought she understood the girl better now, but wasn’t sure how to say it without causing offense.

“Anna,” Nickie started at last, “Are you running from the men, or yourself?”

“What do you mean?” Anna answered, obviously taking offense

“You seem like you’re more worried about enjoying it than you are about being forced.”

It was Anna’s turn to remain quiet, thinking about how to respond.

“Maybe,” Anna whispered, “what the boys do is just to my body. I get that. The MRD though, it’s fucking with my mind. I can’t accept that. I can’t give in. I want it to be my choice, but how can I choose if I don’t even know if it’s really me choosing?”

The silence stretched on, neither girl knowing what to say next.

“Nickie?”

“Yeah?”

“Do you you think you could…” Anna paused, not sure how to say it.

“… help you clear your mind?”

“Yeah”

Anna lifted her hips to allow her friend to peel off her shorts. Nickie’s fingers went to work, teasing the girls folds, drawing gasps from her. She closed her eyes, focusing on the sensations coming from between her legs. Nickie’s touch was soft, gentle. She could feel not just the raw lust their condition was forcing on them, but also a tenderness, a love she and her friend shared. She felt Nickie shifting beside her. Anna opened her eyes and saw her friend was now kneeling next to her, looking at Anna’s pussy as she touched her. Nickie had shed her own shorts, her own glistening slit clearing visible in the low light. Anna felt her face burning with embarrassment as the other girl stared at her crotch. Anna felt the fingers withdraw and dip to Nickie’s own clit. She was about to protest, when something else touched her, not fingers this time, but something glorious rasping against her pussy.

“What the fuck was thaaa…” she stopped as Nickies tongue lapped across her clit.

While Nickie licked at her friend, she began to work her own pussy with her now free hand. Nickie swung a leg over Anna’s head, straddling her face. Anna couldn’t help but stare at her friend’s private as two fingers disappeared into Nickie’s pussy. Anna could feel an orgasm building, her whole body tightening, she wrapped her hands around Nickie’s waist, clinging to the girl as her orgasm washed over her, eyes closed, mouth open as a low moan was pulled from her body. Anna felt brush her lips, she opened her eyes and saw her friend’s dripping pussy hovering just over her her face, the smell of the girl’s arousal filling her nostrils. Unsure of what to do, Anna stared for a moment, then, on impulse, reached up and planted a light kiss on the glistening folds, eliciting a moan from the girl still lapping at her own pussy. Tentatively, she reached out her tongue, tasting the girl for the first time, she grew bolder, licking at the nub poking out from it’s hood. Anna could feel another climax building under her friend’s far more experienced mouth. She could feel Nickie’s tongue tracing long strokes starting from her clit, down to her opening, bringing her higher and higher, teasing her slowly closer to orgasm. Nickie, sensing her nearing her peak, sucked the girls clit into her mouth, tongue thrashing against her swollen button. Anna exploded. Her whole body seized up, legs shaking, pussy clenching. She grabbed Nickie’s ass and pulled down, muffling her cries with her friend’s box as she came a second time. Nickie rolled onto her back. Anna, still panting, crawled between her legs.

She began to properly explore the girls nethers, looking closely at the anatomy, touching, probing, looking up at Nickie’s face to see what she enjoyed. She teased a small orgasm out while rolling the girls clit under her thumb, then looked down at the dripping entrance. She slowly worked a finger in. It felt so tight, how could a cock fit some place that felt so small? She probed the girls depths, reaching back to her cervix, seeing a look of discomfort, she backed off,

“It’s ok,” Nickie reassured her, “you can go inside. I’ll tell you if it really hurts”

Anna stroked up and down the girls labia, marveling at the gentle folds. Would a dick really fit in there? She reached down to the opening again, working two fingers in this time, She could feel the walls squeezing her fingers, but stretching to accommodate the second digit. She worked in and out of Nickie’s muff, seeking out those sensitive places inside her, Nickie was breathing heavily now as her pleasure built. Anna slid another finger in, the pussy walls crushing them together as she fucked the girl with her hand. Amazed at her friend stretching around her, she pressed a fourth finger against the opening.

“No, too much” Nickie said at last

Anna went back to 3 and instead reach down and began to lick at the girls clit. Nickie reached down and pulled Anna’s head hard against her crotch as she came. The girls collapsed next to each other. Anna wasn’t sure how to react to what had just happened. She wasn’t gay, she was sure of that. But asking Nickie to touch her made her feel in control again. Nickie was so gentle, careful not to hurt her. She knew that if she asked her to stop at any time, Nickie would stop. Touching Nickie, making her friend come too, was different. She felt almost aggressive on top of her. Pushing to see what she could do before the girl stopped her. It made her feel powerful, and she wasn’t sure so sure she liked that side of herself. She drifted off to sleep.

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*To be continued…*

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