The sun was beaming down on her golden skin and sweat dripped down her back. She was seriously starting to regret coming here without a fan. She never thought finding a fucking plant would be this hard.
"I am going to give him so much shit when I get back," River muttered to herself
She was here to find a plant for research she had been doing with a fellow professor. They were supposed to do it together but he pulled out at the last second. Now she was in a desert sweating her ass off and looking for an unknown plant. No one knows what the plant does or even its exact location. There are drawings of it and speculation of what planet it's on which is exactly what brought her here.
After about an extra hour of walking, she finally finds salvation. The tiny plant in all its glory is sticking out of the dark cracked ground. The tiny pink plant looked like a closed flower bud. Now she could finally get out of Satan's ass crack and go home. As she typed in the coordinates into her vortex manipulator the flower burst open and pink power burst onto her face.
Well, Fuck.
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Clara had finally gone to sleep and he was left to contemplate in silence. As much as he loved the girl she sure could go on and on. It was times like this when he missed Amy and Rory. When he was no longer in the mood to talk they entertained each other. Clara had no one else.
"What should we do know old girl?" He questioned with his thick Scottish timber.
A shrill alarm went off as an answer. He rushed to the console to find his psychic paper sticking out. He felt a thrill go up his spine. There was only one person who sent him messages through the paper. He was just about to pick it up when Clara let out a yell.
"What the hell is that? I'm trying to sleep!" She shouted over the sound of the alarm.
"Christ Clara no need to be so cross," he said as he picked up the paper, "See now it's gone"
"What does that say? Does someone need us," she asked as she walked over to where he stood.
She had never seen the Doctor stand so rigid before. She studied his face as he looked down at the paper with a mixture of excitement and fear. When she finally looked she understood only one of those emotions.
Please, sweetie, I need you now xx
XXX
Yaz stood in the console room going over the most recent conversation with the Doctor in her head. The most pressing thought was that the Doctor liked her back. She tried to understand her perspective. As much as she wished she could be with the Doctor forever it simply wasn't possible. She was as close to immortal as it got and Yaz was only human.
She had learned new things about the Doctor too. Like the fact that she had a wife. Who was the woman that was able to tie the Doctor down in the most important of ways? Her curiosity outweighed her envy. What did she look like? What was she like as a person? How did they meet? How did they part? What made her special? She was pulled out of her thoughts by a shrill sound from the TARDIS.
"Yaz did you touch something?!" The Doctor yelled over the sound
"I may need to get my ears checked after this!" Dan joked
"I didn't touch anything, the sound just went off and this paper came up!" She answered
"Paper?! What does it say?!" The Doctor asked
The sound finally stopped when she grabbed the paper. They all breathed a collective sigh of relief.
"Well, what does it say Yaz?" The Doctor asked again as she bounced back and forth on the balls of her feet.
"Um, Please Sweetie I need you now xx," Yaz said questioningly.
Who sent it and why had they called the Doctor sweetie she wondered. As the Doctor let out the biggest gasp she had a feeling several of her questions would be answered.
XXX
River stumbled into her house, nearly falling several times on the way in. She felt delirious. Her body felt so hot and she had the weirdest feeling coming from in between her legs. With shaking hands, she threw off her shirt. She wanted to remove every layer from her body to relieve her of this itchy feeling. Something needed to scratch it. She could barely focus but she thinks she just found out what that plant did.
She dragged her trembling body to her room and grabbed the paper from off her dresser. She let out a cry as she sent off her message. The feeling from below increased by tenfold as she thought about the person she sent it to. They are exactly what she needs right now. A feeling of fear shot through her as well. There was no telling which version she would get but she prayed that it would be the right one.
A loud moan rang out from her lips as she tried to unbutton her shorts. She shouted a string of curses as she struggled to get them off and breathed a shaky sigh of relief when she finally got the dreaded things off of her. As she snaked a hand through her panties she groaned. The itchy feeling got even bigger. No matter how fast she stroked herself the feeling didn't let up. It wasn't enough, something else was needed. Someone else. The tears streaming down her cheeks were proof.
She cried out as the sound of the TARDIS rang out from her front room. She crawled to the source on her hands and knees, too weak to stand. She banged on the door and when it finally opened she dropped face first onto the floor. She heard several gasps as her naked body burst into the console room. When she looked up she let out a sob of relief as her concerned wife's eyes met her own. She was too out of it to care that they had an audience of companions.
"Please, I need you," she whimpered as she pushed herself up on shaking arms exposing everything.
"River what's wrong, how can I help?" The Doctor asked.
She couldn't answer before the sound of another TARDIS sounded. Everyone looked up as a White-haired Scotsman stepped out along with a small brown-haired woman. Her entire body shook as his eyes landed on her. This was her lucky day.
XXX
He couldn't believe his eyes. His wife sat up on shaking limbs at the very front of another TARDIS at the heels of a blonde woman's feet. She was naked except for the drenched panties she wore. Clara as well as the people behind the blonde looked down at her in shock. She was nearly sobbing as she started crawling to him. His eyes were trained in on her but he heard the woman gasp and cough. He wasn't fairing much better as he felt something stir in his pants.
His wife painted an alluring picture even as tears streamed down her face. Her perky breast jiggled with each movement she made and her ass looked amazing even from where he was standing. When she finally reached him he kneeled to her and she gripped onto his shirt. Her boobs squished against his chest and if they were in different circumstances he would have her ass up face down on the floor, but she was in obvious distress. It was clear she needed some other type of help that didn't involve his penis. If only.
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Christ the woman was trying to kill her. The view she got as she saw her wife crawl to her past self was amazing. Her ass swished from side to side and the wet spot in her panties was in full view. She couldn't take her eyes off her form even as her companions whispered questions behind her. She never thought she would see her wife again. She had even begun to move on and realized it wasn't healthy to hold onto hope that a ghost would come back. 24 years was supposed to be it for them, but here she was in all her glory. Naked, crying, and begging for something. She was only pulled out of her stupor as her companions started tapping her.
"Doctor, who is that?" Yaz asked.
"My wife," she breathed as she looked back at them.
Their reactions were very different. Red-faced Dan looked at her in shock, this was news to him. Yaz on the other hand had a series of emotions run across her face. Jealousy, Curiosity, and Understanding. The answer shut both of them up and they all turned back to the scene in front of them. River was now holding onto her other self's shirt and whispering something to him.
"What?" They heard him ask as he leaned closer to their wife and rubbed comforting circles across her bare back.
"I-I. I. N-eed," River tried to say through her gasping sobs.
"What is it? What do you need River?" She found herself asking
"I need you to fuck me," the shaking woman said through gritted teeth.
The room lit up in a series of curses and gasps as everyone gaped down at River in shock. Whether it was at her request, her boldness, or for the lack of care for others in the room she didn't know. The Doctor knew one thing, this night was going to be interesting.
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The Doctor laughed as Amy made fun of Rory for his overreaction to jealousy. They had just come from a great dinner. His Ponds were a little drunk and even he had to admit he was a tad bit tipsy. They were taking a break from the stresses of their lives. Great food and great conversation were definitely the way to go.
It was all going smoothly until an unlucky guy started to flirt with Amy when he and Rory went to the bar to grab them more drinks. Amy was in the middle of shutting down the guy's advances when Rory came out of nowhere and punched the guy in the face, knocking him out. Once again reminding the Doctor of why he would never get on the Centurion's bad side. It got them kicked out of the establishment to Rory's embarrassment. He was starting to add his own joke in when a loud sound blared out making them all jump in surprise. He ran over to the console and picked up the piece of paper that was presented to him. His Ponds crowded around him as he looked down at the note.
"What's wrong what is it, Doctor?" Amy asked first
"It's River, she needs my help," he answered.
He was excited to see her. His wife. It still sounded funny to say even in his own head. It was pretty early on in their marriage for him but he felt he was quickly learning her inside and out. He was slightly worried at the words on the paper though so he quickly set the coordinates and pulled off.
"Is she hurt? Is she in danger?" Rory questioned worriedly
"Is this a booty call?" Amy deadpanned, "Because frankly it's quite inappropriate to have one of those while her parents are on board?"
"What! No this is not a-a, that type of call. I don't even know what she wants," he sputtered.
He rushed to the doors before the TARDIS landed to avoid any more of their questions. He pulled at his collar nervously because it might just be a booty call and that would indeed be embarrassing. Whenever River wanted to have sex she left no questions about it. Often sashaying into his ship with the filthiest of lingerie on or nothing at all. He did not dread to think what would happen if she did that with her parents here. The Roman had a sword and was older than him and likely knew a lot of creative ways to end his life. As the TARDIS finally landed his friends crowded around him. They opened the door to a little blue house.
"Where are we? Where's River?" Amy inquired.
"Her house. I assume she's in there." He replied simply.
The three walked the distance to her house. As he went to knock the door fell open and they stepped in. The first things that greeted them were the two blue boxes sitting across from each other. He looked at them in shock and confusion. They meant that two other versions of him were already here. Two younger versions. More importantly why the hell were they here? They didn't even know River. Then he remembered the psychic paper. River's message was strong enough to set off the system in the TARDIS and it would definitely be strong enough to send to different versions of himself. He was thankful that it only managed to send to 3 of him. He didn't want to imagine the conversations that would be had if it made it to all 13.
He started to call out for her name when they heard a scream ring out. The two behind him immediately looked worried for their daughter, he on the other hand went rigid. By this point, he had learned about the many variations of River's screams. The scream that just invaded his ears wasn't a scream of fear or danger, no no. That was a scream that River let out only while she was in the throes of pleasure.
Two other versions of him were behind her closed door driving her to scream for them. Jealousy instantly filled him. Then another sound let out and this time it wasn't a scream. It was a moan. A loud crying moan. His Ponds were no longer confused about their daughter's state of distress. All three of them blushed as they heard River sob out his name. Rory looked like he was going to be sick and Amy looked as though she would rather be anywhere but here.
"We're gonna go," the redhead sighed as she dragged her husband away
"Yea, I think that would be best" he muttered
He walked the hall to the bedroom feeling both confused and excited. What versions of him showed up that would know River enough to have sex with her? Yes, he had a lot of fantasies about her in his last version. The attraction had always been there, he had eyes. As he had more interactions with her in his tenth version his want for her increased. He didn't know enough about her then to act on them but that didn't stop him from feeling envious of his future self whenever she slid in an innuendo.
His question was answered when he opened the door to the room. His mouth dropped open at the scene before him. There was an older man in between his wife's trembling legs licking at her pussy vigorously. There was also a blonde woman sitting beside her making out with her and pinching her swollen nipples. These were not younger versions of him. He had never been to them before, but from the blue boxes in the front and her calling his name these people were him. He had a future. He was not on his last regeneration.
His happy thoughts only lasted a moment immediately replaced by longing. He could see everything that was going on within the room. River began to drive her hips up, grinding against the white-haired man's face. He automatically slapped her thigh, hard. That caused his wife to bite the lip of the woman who then pinched her nipples. River ripped away from her lips to let out the loudest whimper followed by a sharp gasp as the two working her body redoubled their efforts. He let out a squeak as she let out a sob. All heads turned to him, finally aware of his presence.
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She had never felt so overwhelmed in her life. As her husband ate away at her cunt and her wife pinched and twisted her nipples she felt as though she was in heaven. That plant not only heightened her need but her sensitivity as well. She had lost track of how many times the two brought her to orgasm but the feeling from the plant still hadn't subsided. She still needed something more. She didn't feel complete and she didn't know why. As she heard the loud squeak from the doorway and saw her source she knew what was missing. Her other husband. The one she married first.
"Oh, god. I need you," she whined
He immediately rushed into action and started pulling off his clothes. As soon as he was next to her she leaned up to kiss him. As his hands grazed her nipples she finally felt that she had everything she needed. She came again with a deep groan against his lips. She felt lightheaded and restless and they all removed themselves from her. She clenched her thighs together as she looked up at them. Their beautiful faces, two impressive erections, and one swollen clit greeted her. She reached up with shaking hands and they all reached for her. She let out a whimper as the tears once again slipped down her cheeks.
"Please," she cried
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He had no idea what was actually wrong with his wife but he wasn't complaining. His face and hands were stained from the remnants of her many orgasms. She was so desperate for them, begging for anything they would give her. The picture she painted was enticing. He knew she would never allow anyone else to see her this vulnerable and felt extremely proud of that fact. The woman that had never trusted anyone or anything putting her complete faith in him. It was an aphrodisiac.
The arrival of his eleventh self just made things more interesting. He made eye contact with all of them and connected with them mentally. A plan was made and he was more than a little excited to put it into action.
"River are you okay, do you need any water again?" He asked concerned, he wouldn't want her to pass out before the fun was over.
"No, I just need you," she sniffled as she gripped the sheets tightly
He knew what his deep voice did to her insides. That's exactly why he was the one they chose to speak to.
"Stand up for us," he commanded
She began to follow his words immediately, although her shaky legs caused her to fall into him when she managed to get up. He gripped her hips tightly and tilted her head up. Red-rimmed green eyes meet blue ones. He saw his other self get into position as he leaned down to whisper in her ear.
"Go sit on his dick for me," he growled and received a shaky mewl in reply.
He had made sure to prepare her back hole already, so there was no fear of pain or mess. He watched her carefully as she sank on the other cock, looking for any signs of discomfort just in case. All he saw was pure pleasure radiating from his wife as she bottomed out. Seeing her take it like that sent a shiver up his spine.
He moved over to them and began to insert his dick into her other hole. She wailed out at the feeling of him being in two places at once. A chorus of concern rang from them all but she reassured them through gritted teeth that she was fine. As the oldest version of himself came to her and started kissing and biting her all over they began to move within her. He questioned why they didn't do this more often as she let out the filthiest sounds in the universe.
XXX
"Oh!Oh! Oh Doctor!" She wailed as they moved inside her.
She had never felt so full, so complete, or so satisfied in her entire life. Lights flashed behind her tightly closed eyes. Every time one of her husbands would pull out the other would thrust in. Not to mention her beautiful wife who seemed determined to kiss, scratch, and bite every inch of her upper body all while whispering filth to her. Her baby-faced husband sang her praises and whispered loving words to her. Her Scottish husband spoke loudly and made sure she heard the commands that left his mouth.
"Do you like that my River?" He asked
Her eyes rolled back and a chill went up her spine as she nodded frantically. His voice was orgasmic. He played dominant so well in this incarnation that her panties would be wet whenever he spoke to her. The sensations she was feeling weren't helping either. She was already on the brink of another climax. She just needed a little more.
She whined in frustration. It was all too much and not enough at the same time. She didn't know what to do. Her body and mind were confused. She could barely think let alone speak coherently so vocalizing her needs wasn't possible, but she could show them.
She began to thrust back against them and threw pleading looks up at her wife. Her tear-stained face and trembling lips painted a needy look. Her actions had the exact opposite effect she wanted as they slowed down their movements. The effect on her body was jarring and new tears welled up in her eyes. She tried to speak but her younger husband told her to shush at the same time her wife pinched her nipple.
"We need to hear you say it River," he said with his Scottish accent
She tried to rack her brain for what on earth he could be talking about. Everything was a blur of indescribable pleasure right now. He couldn't possibly expect her to remember words. She couldn't even ask before his hand flew down and began to choke her.
"I think she's confused. I bet her brain is so foggy she can't even think straight," her wife said with mock sympathy
"Are you happy wife? Was this everything you needed?" He asked
"Yessss! Oh god yes!," She cried as they began to move faster again, "I need. I can't. I need."
"It's okay. We know exactly what you need," the bowtie reassured
She started crying again as they went even faster. The love they were pouring into her, the thoughts they shared with her, and the feeling of them finally fucking her were too much.
She could feel herself babbling to them. Incoherent strings of pleas and curses and whines of their name. They always knew exactly what she needed and how to give it to her.
The warm feelings going through her made her happy. She was satisfied in every sense of the word. That's when she was finally able to let go and fall over the edge with a sobbing scream. They filled her up and she felt the things she had been feeling all day leave her body. She felt weak and tired but complete. She allowed the darkness to take her and passed out between their bodies.
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Fuck. Seeing her wife let go allowed her to cum all over her fingers. The younger versions of her were experiencing the same thing. The only sounds that filled the room were their heavy panting. When they had to strength to move they got up from the bed. The sight they got nearly made her knees buckle.
The beauty below them was fast asleep sprawled out on the bed. There were bruises, scratches, bites, and handprints all over her tan skin. Her legs were still spread and trembling. Cum slowly dripped out from both of her holes. She felt this urge to lick her, but she thought better of it. Whatever was wrong with her wife was now fixed and she was not going to interrupt her sleep.
"Well, that was something," Bow tie spoke up
They all nodded in agreement
"We need to find out what happened to her to make her this way," The Scotsman began, "She was in such a state of emotional distress that she was able to send a message to all three of us, that doesn't happen for no reason"
They all agreed so they started to search around her house for clues. They came quite quickly since she dropped everything off as soon as she entered her house. Her notebook, bag, and belt were by the kitchen floor. The information on it put almost everything into perspective.
They saw that she had been looking for a mysterious flower. No one knew its purpose. The drawing of the flower showed that it would be pink and closed. They searched through her bag and found it. Opened. There were some specs of a powder on it. The flower burst open and hit her in the face with it.
They scanned it with one of their sonics. The flower was called Oubarress and it contained a very powerful aphrodisiac and fertility drug. It was successful but people stopped using it because of the effects it had on their bodies and lives.
When you take it you could think of nothing else except your need for sex. Until you got fulfilled you would feel itchy, feverish, and delirious. Your emotions would be all over the place. Which explained why River kept crying and begging. If you did not have sex within a certain amount of time you would become ill because the drug had nowhere else to go except through the rest of your body.
"Good thing she was able to reach us. I hate the idea of her being sick because of this. Also, hate the idea of her going to anyone else now that I think about it," she said
"It took three of us to satisfy her she knew a random person couldn't help her," her last version replied
She wasn't complaining. Today was something for the books. They all walked back into the room and scanned her. The drug completely left her body. When she woke up she would be sore as hell but safe. They all lay beside her.
"I don't even want to think about the explanation I'll have to give Clara," Twelve groaned
"You think that's bad? Try explaining it to her parents," Eleven grumbled
" I somehow gotta explain this to both my companions one of which is sorta my girlfriend," she whined
"Oooh yeah I do not envy either of you," Twelve laughed
River turned towards her and snuggled into bow ties chest with her back. Twelve was down by her feet and rubbed them softly. Looking down at her wife she felt content. Things had been crazy in her life lately and this little break was exactly what she needed. She didn't know how she got so lucky.
Going from thinking she would never see her again to having sex and cuddling with her was amazing. This one act of kindness from the universe would give her the strength she needed to carry on. She knew both of her other selves needed it too and with that thought, she closed her eyes with a smile.