Outnumbered

Outnumbered is a BBC series that's just finished its third series at the time of posting.
This fanfic is set roughly during the events of the very first episode of series 1.

Warning, this is a full-on 'Minor' fic, expect incestuous paedophilia.

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“Do you think I could, um, keep… a nit for um, a pet?” mutters sweet little Karen Brockman,
as her mother Sue carefully examines her scalp. “Because, it’s not very big…”

“You can’t have a nit for a pet.” Sue replies, cheerfully, as she runs a metal nit-comb
through her daughter’s tatty blonde hair.

“Just one!” Karen retorts, whilst she sits on the bed, between her mum’s knees, fondling
a teddy bear.

“They wouldn’t be very good for a pet would they,” Sue explains,
“you can’t really play with a nit, can you?” Dressed for bed in soft pink and white pyjamas,
Sue’s five year-old girl looks angelic even as she rambles nonsense like,

“You could play like, I spy.”

“I spy?” Mum asks.

Karen’s response, “Yeah…” Sounds unresolved, as if she’s clearly begun making things up
and is aware that her mother is unlikely to believe what she’s saying.

“But they can’t talk can they?” Sue warmly enquires.

“They can!” the little girl chirps, “In nit language.”


Downstairs, seven year-old Ben is lolling over the sofa, legs in the air,
as his dad Pete enters the lounge.

“Okay Benny, don’t get too comfortable, it’s bed-time now.” Says Pete as he shuts the door.
Ben is still wearing his primary school uniform, a blue cotton t-shirt with an insignia and
cute dark grey shorts. He clambers the right way round as he asks,

“How do we know we’re not a character from somebody’s dream, or from a storybook?”

Dad parks himself on the settee next to the little boy and repeats,
“How do we know we’re not a character from someone’s dream?” giving himself time to think,
then responds, “Well, I can’t imagine anyone having a dream this dull, can you?”

“Well I remember the time that I had a dream,” starts Ben, “that Karen was walking to the
kitchen, she had some milk and then I woke up.”

Pete pauses for a beat then says, “…That’s almost more dull than this isn’t it… In fact.”

“Yes.” Ben nods with a cute smile.


As Sue runs the small rigid comb through her daughter’s messy, thick hair, she scoots
herself forward slightly and extends her legs, placing the tiny five year-old between
them. Karen crosses her own little legs and continues to absentmindedly handle her
teddy as she doesn’t notice the nit-comb tossed to one side.

Mum continues to run her slender fingers luxuriously through the hair and takes the
opportunity to inhale a waft of her little girl’s scent.

“Um, what are you doing now, Mummy?” Karen asks as she turns her head to look up at Sue,
who flinches as if caught in the act.

“Oh Mummy was just… Enjoying herself, that’s all.” Sue explains, her heart starting to race.

“You enjoy yourself getting nits out of my hair?” Karen asks shuffling round fully to
face her mother.

“Nnno…” Sue begins as she glances to check that the door and curtains are shut, which
they are. “Mummy was just enjoying… You.”

“Enjoying me?” Karen asks, looking confused as she notices a strange look cross over her
Mummy’s face.

Sue’s heart pumps as her thoughts race… All those nights with Pete, all that role-playing…
Fantasies of paedophilia and incest… Would this finally be the moment she snaps?

“Well… I think we’re done with the nits now Sweetie. But um…” She slides her hand gently
behind Karen’s head, holding it so their eyes lock together.
“Mummy wants to try a new game.”


Pete stares at his beloved middle child. Those gorgeous brown curls and those chubby
cherub cheeks. Ben obliviously watches television as his Dad squeezes in closer and
slowly drops an arm round him.

“You know Ben, you should really be getting off to bed, your brother and sister already
have, haven’t they?”

“But you’re not going to bed.” Ben argues.

“True but then, I’m a grown-up, aren’t I?” replies Pete,

“So am I, I’m a grown-up!” Ben announces his rosy, pouty lips frowning authoritatively
and adorably up at his Dad.

Pete can barely resist the urge to drop his head a few centimetres forward and plant a
kiss on those red lips. His loins burn with desire as he considers not sending the boy
upstairs just yet, after all…

“Alright,” Pete begins, “You’re a grown-up are you?”

“Yes.” Ben says sharply, nodding his little head.

“So in that case, you must like doing grown-up things then mustn’t you?” There’s a pause,
before Dad continues, “li---ke, drinking beer?” Ben starts nodding, a cheeky smile
spreading across his face, “like, going to work…” Then under his breath he adds,
“Like having sex.”

Ben’s brow furrows as he tries to take in that last part, but before he can say anything,
he finds himself being lifted by two strong hands and sat on his Daddy’s left knee, so
they’re face-to-face.

“I’ve put this off for ten years.” Pete begins, not quite speaking directly to his son,
as much as talking at him. “I’ve resisted Jake all this time, resisted the kids at work,
resisted Karen, even though she turned out unbelievably sexy…” A slight adjustment of
his eyes lets Ben know that his Dad is now addressing him,
“But no more holding back Ben. No more.”


Meanwhile a pile of soft toys has been strewn over Karen’s bedroom floor, along with a
green top and pair of jeans belonging to her mother.

Sue, now dressed only in matching white bra and panties is hovering on hands and knees
over her tiny girl, who in her delicate pink pyjamas looks worried and embarrassed up
at her Mum.

“What’re you- um, doing?” Karen slowly asks, obviously nervous.

“Raping you.” Sue cheekily responds, knowing the word should have no meaning to the
little girl. She sits back onto her legs as her hands descend onto the small child and
begin delicately exploring. With her left hand she cups her daughter’s soft smooth face,
her reassuring touch receiving an adorable smile. Her right hand meanwhile caresses over
the left nipple (through the pink cotton) and down the flat chest to her little tummy.

As Sue continues to stroke her child’s body she feels a tingle in her panties. Her face
is flushed and her heart is beating fast as she computes the reality of going all the way,
here and now, with her beloved baby.

“God I want you.” She says before dropping her head and planting her large mouth over
the girl’s. Using her left hand, Sue lifts Karen’s head up from the sheets and pulls
the two of them into an embrace as her rough grown-up’s tongue pushes through those tiny
lips and enters Karen’s virgin mouth.


In the next room, Jake lies on his bed, wearing blue pyjamas that are a bit too small
for him and being completely unable to fall asleep. Jake is the ten year-old brother
of Karen and Ben. He has short, dark brown hair and a still cute, childish face which
is just beginning to betray a hint of adolescence. This is not the first sleepless night
that Jake has had recently and he’s well aware of exactly what’s causing his unrest.
With great care not to make any noise, the boy slowly slides out of bed. Silent as a
mouse, he tip-toes across the room to his desk and carefully opens the bottom drawer,
cringing momentarily as the wood pops.

More confident that no one is listening in now, Jake removes a leather-bound photo
album from the drawer and returns with it to his bed. The boy starts flicking through
the volume, as he had done for the past few nights. Inside the photo album are
pictures of the Brockman family, of Jake himself, of Mum and Dad and Ben… And of Karen.
Jake stops flicking as he finds a picture of his little sister, when she was about three.

There’s an audible shuffle as Jake slides down his pyjama bottoms. He holds the album
between his fingers and thumb in his left hand, as his right reaches down to clasp his
gradually hardening boyhood, still hairless but already seeking nightly attention.

As Jake starts masturbating his thoughts become twisted. His little hand beats as he
examines his sister’s infant form, imagining what he might do to it. The pages are
awkwardly flipped in one hand as the minutes pass, Jake seeking more poses and costumes
for his imaginary lover. Some of the pictures are more recent, while others are
starting to date. A picture of Karen when she was barely two years old catches the
young pervert’s eye as his stiff member is jerked ever faster and his imaginings grow
ever darker.

“I wanna fuck you baby sister…” He whispers…


Ben moans hoarsely as he feels a long fat finger inserted into his rear. Standing bent
over in the middle of the lounge, he has his school shorts and underwear bunched up
around his little ankles as his Dad kneels behind him, fingering his tiny asshole.

“Yes.” Pete says smugly, “You’re a grown-up now aren’t you?” He continues before Ben can
reply, “Taking Daddy’s finger like that, you’re a proper little slut.”

Ben’s mind is running too fast for him to articulate his thoughts, a rare event for him.
He wants to complain about the embarrassment factor, but each time his father’s finger
presses in deep he giggles at the good feeling.

Pete continues to slide it in and out for a while, as he yanks down his trousers and
boxers and begins nursing his erection with his free hand.

“I think you’ll be ready for a cock soon Benny.” He says as he removes the finger with
a schlock sound. Ben giggles again and drops onto his tummy. He then rolls onto his back,
his tiny bald package now looking up at Pete.

“Would you like to wet Daddy’s cock with your mouth first, before I shove it in your
bottom?” Dad asks in a kind fatherly voice. Ben just nods with an open-mouth smile,
as Pete slides a hand under his head, through that curly hair. Without giving the seven
year-old chance to realise what he’s agreed to, Pete now leans in close and pulls the
boy’s head up to meet his waiting hard-on. Forcing the poor child’s jaw open with his
left hand, the man jams his cock inside with his right.

“Mmphh!” Ben complains a tear appearing in his eye as his mean Daddy drives himself into
his throat.

“Be a good boy now Ben. Careful with those teeth, I’m only fucking your face.”
Holding his bottom jaw stiffly in place, to minimise the impact of the little boy’s teeth,
Pete starts humping slowly in and out of his son’s tight throat.


“That’s um, that is quite nice, I think.” Karen nervously admits, as her mother’s finger
massages her pre-teen clitoris, through the fabric of her frilly pink panties.

“You like that Sweetie?” Sue asks in a low sultry voice as she finishes removing her
daughter’s pyjama bottoms and tosses them into the rest of the clothes pile.

“Yes, it’s sort of um…” Karen thinks, “Tingly.”

Sue uses two fingers to rapidly rub the little girl’s clit now, as with her other hand she
pulls the panties up tight, causes them to ride up into a camel-toe. Mum’s own knickers
are getting very damp as she leans her head in and runs her tongue up the length of Karen’s slit.
Feeling two soft little hands gently resting on her head, Sue takes her cue to begin eating
her daughter out. Pulling the pink panties to one side with her hand she dives in with her
tongue and laps up the whole bald, tiny vulva like it was on a plate.

Little Karen lets out a light moan as her back arches and her eyes close… Her Mummy’s tongue
explores her insides, tasting her inner lips and gently probing her virgin entrance. She’s
never felt feelings like these before, but she really doesn’t want her Mum to stop.

Sue unconsciously brings her left hand down between her own legs and slides it under the
fabric to pleasure herself as she continue to lick. Her tongue teases the five year-old’s
clitoris and darts down to taste the rest of her pussy. Each time Karen lets out a tiny
squeak, Sue gets hornier. After a time, she pauses to fully remove her bra and knickers then
stares down at the delicious little person beneath her.


“Oh Karen!” Jake groans, a little louder and bolder now as his hand furiously pounds.
He vividly imagines his little sister’s body, (in his head still a young toddler) and he imagines
penetrating her tiny pussy, tearing through virgin flesh and fucking her. The ten year-old boy
tosses the duvet completely off the bed and drops the album onto the floor. Beating himself
hard he gets closer to climax.

“Baby Karen… Baby.. Karen… Karen…”

“Oh Karen!” Comes a voice from the next room. Jake freezes completely.
Completely motionless now, but for his rapid breathing, he strains to listen…

“…mmm….” He hears what sounds like Mum’s voice… Moaning.

His curiosity peaked, Jake yanks his pj bottoms back up over his softening penis and scoots
up off the bed. Tip-toeing once again, the boy makes his way to the door and carefully opens
it (making sure the handle is pulled down fully before opening, to avoid any sound).

The hallway is quite dark, with the curtains drawn and the lights off. Jake grows nervous
as he creeps out onto the landing.


Ben sucks eagerly on his Daddy’s cock. As time had gone on, Pete had become less aggressive
in his raping of his son’s mouth and Ben had actually begun to enjoy the idea, finding it
funny.

No longer penetrating Ben’s throat, Pete’s cock is now only a little way inside, but the
feeling of being sucked on more than makes up for it.

“Use your tongue as well, Ben.” Pete suggests, stroking his boy’s soft hair and smiling.
Ben giggles with the penis still inside, letting out a little dribble. He then begins
enveloping and dancing around the shaft with his little tongue with surprising vigour.

“Ungh… That’s a very good boy.”

Pete gently rocks his hips back and forth, poking softly at the back of Ben’s mouth as
he enjoys his first blow-job from a Year 3 pupil.

“Oh yes son suck me… I could so easily shoot down your throat…” But that’s when Pete
stops himself. Opening his eyes and taking control, he removes fully from the little boy’s
mouth.

Ben looks disappointed and gazes up at his Dad.

“Remember Benny, I said I wanted you to wet it. Now it’s wet, do you remember where I
was going to put it?”

“In my bottom?” Ben asks his head at an inquisitive angle.

“Well done, that’s right, good boy.” Pete says. With that, he scoops his son up into his arms.
After yanking the dangling shorts and underwear free and dropping them, he places his son
belly-first onto the settee, so that he’s bent over it.

Ben tries to turn his head to see, but Dad turns it back around and holds him in place.
With his other hand he holds his throbbing wet erection at his boy’s rear, poking gingerly
between his cute cheeks.


Jake’s eyes are wide as he stares through the slightly open door to his sister’s bedroom.
There he sees Karen and Mum going at it! Mum has pulled the little girl’s tiny head
between her legs and is groaning as if the child is eating her pussy.

In fact Karen is doing just that, following her mother’s prior example and licking furiously
at Sue’s clitoris.

Jake barely notices himself drop his pjs and continue masturbating as he watches his mother
being eaten out.

“Good girl Karen… Now, use your fingers in here,” she directs, indicating the tiny girl to
pump her vagina with her little hand whilst she continues to lap at her love nub.

Still wearing her pyjama top and panties gorgeous little Karen happily pleasures her mother,
her face buried so all Jake can see is frizzy blonde hair.

Jake beats passionately, panting audibly and slapping foreskin against pre-cum.
Forgetting himself he lets out a grunt, but freezes when Mum suddenly looks up.

“Who’s there?” She asks in panic, sitting back and causing Karen to fall on her face.

Jake is silent, still frozen on the spot. Only when he sees Mum get up and march towards
the door does he turn to run. He’s too late though as Sue quickly reaches out and grabs him
by the scruff of his pyjama neck.

“Jake… Erm, now if you let me explain what you saw in there I-” Sue loses her train of thought
when she suddenly becomes aware that her son’s bottoms are bunched up around his ankles and he’s
trying desperately to hide an erection.

“J-Jake… Were you… Oh…” She doesn’t know what to say. She lets go off his top and his head just
sinks, his cheeks bright red and his hands covering his hard-on.

“Mummy what’s wrong?” comes Karen’s angelic voice from inside the room.

“Nothing Sweetie,” Sue replies loud enough to be heard, “It was nothing was it Jake?” She
continues, now at more of a whisper.

“Um… Well actually…” Jake says after a beat, “It wasn’t really nothing… ‘Cus um, well I might
have been doing something naughty… But you were actually molesting Karen, weren’t you?”

There’s an extended and awkward silence. Sue’s humiliated and terrified. She’s been busted by
her own son. How the Hell can she possibly get out of this one?

“Mum?” Jake finally asks,

“Yeah?” Sue is completely surprised by Jake next’s words.

“Would it be okay if…” He mutters, “…Could I have sex with Karen?”


“Nngh!” Pete groans as he feels his little boy’s flesh part as his cock finally slides inside.
Ben’s eye grow wide and his mouth drops at the realisation and the pain, as Daddy’s member
is jammed into his tiny asshole.

“Yes… It’s inside… Gonna push it deeper Benny, hold on.” Pete places both hands on the boys
little hips and slowly drags him back onto the shaft as he simultaneously presses his pelvis
forward. The huge erection slowly buries itself inside inch by inch as Ben starts to
hyper-ventilate.

“eh, eh, eh, n-NO! Ugh, stop Dad, no!” Ben complains, as Pete drives still deeper into his son.

With one hand Pete stretches over and grabs for the bundle of clothes, freeing Ben’s little
white underwear. He then proceeds to ball up the pants and stuff them into the poor boy’s
whining mouth. Before he can spit them out, he finds an adult’s strong hand clasped over his
face, keeping his mouth shut. Tears begin to streak down his chubby cheeks as Daddy presses
deep inside him.

“You have no idea how long I’ve waited to fuck a little boy or girl.” Pete begins,
“In a way I’m glad I waited, you are one hot little fuck doll. But enough talk…” With that
Ben is shocked to find the penis withdrawn a little way out then suddenly plunge back inside,
causing him to scream silently into his underwear gag.

Dad thrusts in and out a few more times, jamming himself a little deeper with each.
Comfortable now with his son’s amazingly tight flesh gripping hungrily onto his member,
he begins fucking with a rhythm.


Sue’s fingers furiously pound her pussy while she kneads and rubs her breast with the
other hand. She lies legs spread on the carpeted floor as she watches her eldest and
youngest children engaging in sexual depravity.

Jake’s hand is snug inside his little sister’s panties, whilst she sucks dutifully on
his smaller penis. Able to fit his whole shaft in her tiny wet mouth, Jake humps back
and forth, as she draws upon it like a suckling baby. Meanwhile his hand is warm and
comfortable sandwiched between soft damp cotton and five year-old pussy. With his fingers
he explores her insides, poking at her hymen, trying to find a hole.

“God I love you Karen.” Jake suddenly says, surprising the two girls, “since you were a
tiny baby, I’ve wanted you… My baby Karen.” With that he withdraws from her mouth and hops
up off the bed, still facing her. With both hands he reaches for the elastic of her
knickers and begins to slide them down. Taking her cue, Karen shifts her weight and allows
her underwear to be fully removed. Sue takes the opportunity to grab for the discarded
panties and inhale a big breath of her daughter’s fragrance, before she continues to
masturbate.

“This is it.” Is the last thing Jake thinks before he begins. Holding his sister’s tiny
legs as widely apart as he can with hurting her, the older boy thrusts his penis forwards,
pressing up against her hymen. He pauses for just a moment before pressing in hard,
ripping through the flesh.

“Ouch, Jake that hurts!” Karen cries out, unimpressed and grumpy.

“Shh, Karen let him carry on.” Mum says calmly, as she watches her five year-old
deflowered by her own brother.

Jake does just that and presses deeper inside, until his boycock is buried entirely
between her cute little legs.


“Oh Ben…” Pete moans as he pumps his son’s tiny entrance. The little boy is crying
into his underwear and wriggling in protest as his father rapes him. Daddy is beyond
caring as he ploughs his son’s tight boy-pussy, harder and faster. Pete releases
Ben’s mouth from his grip so he can hold the boy tightly in place as he starts
nailing him painfully up against the sofa, his comparatively massive boner burying
shockingly deep.

His face released from the grip, Ben manages to spit out the make-shift gag and
starts screaming.

“Oh, go ahead and scream… Yeah, scream for Daddy.” Pete mutters, so swept up in the
passion that he’s far beyond caring about being heard.

Ben almost chokes on his own cries and the salty tears running down his face as his
Dad continues to thrust into him with such rhythm.


“Mmm Baby Sister!” Jake yells as he fucks Karen passionately. Her legs are wrapped
tightly round his waist while he leans over the bed. He drives in and out of her
velvety pussy flesh, his mind astonished, in euphoria at this really finally happening.
Karen has started to enjoy herself to. Her little tongue is rolled up against her
bottom lip and her eyes are fixed on her big brother.

Mum grows close to orgasm as she watches Jake pick up a quicker pace, rodding his
sister’s bald mound.


Meanwhile Ben still cries for help, but no one is apparently listening as his Dad
is allowed to fuck him still more brutally. Pete can feel one of the biggest orgasms
of his life approach as that rough boy flesh grips him.


Jake is about to cum as well, slamming hard into that pussy as he listens to the sound
of Sue reaching an epic climax and moaning loud as juice runs out, over her hands.


Pete’s body stiffens up as he holds the child in place. A gush of semen erupts from
within and floods inside the poor boy’s tightly packed passage. As Dad withdraws he
cums a second spurt which splatters out onto Ben’s back.


Karen feels something warm and wet rushing into her insides as Jake makes a grunting
sound and collapses on top of her.


Pete’s orgasm is so strong his ankles are weakened by the rush of chemical pleasure. Thick
white semen oozes out of Ben’s stretched, abused hole as Dad falls back onto his ass,
satisfied.