Bait and Switch Ch. 06

The pain was excruciating. I was only dimly aware of the light going from white to yellow before I lost consciousness.

When I woke up, my muddled brain didn't seem to want to work. I vaguely remembered being with Lela, making the switch that I thought would work on her (or trying to), and then waking up in my bed. Had I over used my ability at the party?

A quick test on the lights confirmed it, as pain shot between my eyes. I rolled over and went back to sleep.

I was tempted to sleep all day, till something reminded me that this next week was finals week, before the Christmas break. I'd meant to do some studying today, but I didn't really feel like staying in my room. Especially when I saw I had two missed calls from Gina, and one from Shanna. I didn't feel up to seeing either one right then, so I got dressed, and drove to the campus library, leaving my phone behind.

Studying never was my strong suit, however, and I began thinking about the demons. Lela had told me that there were other humans that had had their dormant genes activated, and I remembered Dennis mentioning seeing YouTube videos of people doing extraordinary things. Using the library's Wi-Fi, I loaded the site, and started browsing. It looked like there were a lot of different videos to choose from, so I started choosing some at random. I watched one where a guy could supposedly talk to dogs and another where a girl could turn her skin blue. Neither of those seemed particularly helpful, so I kept looking. I found the one of the guy in Japan that could spontaneously combust, and then watched as the flames went out, and he was unharmed, even his clothes. I wondered if it was some type of illusion, but I was able to find a version with subtitles, and the cameraman claimed to be able to feel the heat from the flames. Now THAT could come in handy, if he could start other things on fire. Unfortunately, he went on to say that he can only do it to himself.

I searched for a few more hours, with no better results. Some were super strong, or just as useless as blue skin, but I couldn't see how any of them could stop an alien race from destroying the human race. I couldn't even see how I was going to do it. And if Lela, with her advanced technology, couldn't do it, what chance did I have?

Bored and frustrated, I decided to give my ability a small test, and mentally flipped off my laptop. It went off, and the following pain was minimal. In a slightly better mood, I went back to the apartment.

Dennis was there, and I realized he hadn't been home when I'd arrived last night, nor there when I'd gotten up this afternoon.

"Where've you been?" I asked him.

"Out with Robin. Man, can she give a mean blowjob!"I laughed as I dropped my stuff in my room, and then returned to talk to Dennis.

"Wasn't she with Brent?"

"Not anymore. Can you believe what he was doing to his sister?"

I shook my head, but I could believe, and thought that I'd caused it with my switches. I felt guilty again. It was just like with Gina; I was manipulating people into doing things they would otherwise never do. Did I have the right to do that? I had a feeling that the answer was 'no'.

"Oh, by the way, Gina stopped by again. How many girls are you going to string along? First Gina, now Shanna?"

"That was actually her twin, Shannon, last night," I said before I could think better of it.

Dennis gave a long whistle, and punched me in the arm. The punch didn't hurt as much as it usually did, and I wondered if Lela's white light was finally showing its effects.

"Three women now? Yeah, I don't think you can call yourself a geek anymore."

I only shook my head, as I got up and went back to my room. How many women I was with didn't make a difference whether I was a geek or not. Talk of Gina had given me an idea, though.

Opening my phone, I noticed I had missed another call from her, and called her back. She answered on the second ring.

"I'm so glad you called me back. I was afraid you were avoiding me again."

I hated to ruin her mood, but I had to do this. "Gina, we need to talk." I had a plan, and I was fairly certain I could deal with the pain my switches were going to cause me. I was just glad that I was recovering quicker than I had the first time.

"Oh, okay. Is everything alright?" The quaver in her voice told me of her fears.

"I'll be by to pick you up in an hour, is that alright?"

"An hour? Yeah. Hey, is anything wrong?"

"Great, I'll see you then," and hung up. I didn't want to lie to her, but I didn't know what else to say.

I showered, and got dressed. I tried not to dress too nice, but also didn't want to look like a slob. I ended up wearing Jeans, and a 'Geeks Are Sexy' t-shirt from one of my favorite websites.

Gina's mom answered the door, and she invited me in. "Dinner will be ready in a few minutes; I'll let Gina know you're here."

"I really shouldn't stay for dinner," I protested, but Gina walked in then.

"But we cooked enough for three. Eat with us, and then you can tell me what you wanted to say." Gina had such hopeful eyes, that I couldn't say no. I had wanted to talk to her in a public place, but as I thought about it, it may be better for her emotional balance if she were home when I was done.

Besides, have you ever heard of a single college student turning down a free meal?

Dinner was delicious, a Sunday pot roast, with carrots and potatoes. The table was mostly quiet. I didn't want to talk too much around Gina, but Nancy occasionally asked me questions about school and my plans for the future. For half a heartbeat, I thought about telling them that I had no plans if I couldn't defeat the demons, but knew how crazy that would sound.

Despite keeping my talking to a minimum, I felt Gina's foot start to crawl up my leg. Her toes caressing my shin for a few minutes, before going up to my crotch. I nearly choked on my food when she did that. A quick glance at her mom showed she hadn't noticed anything, and Gina had a wicked gleam in her eyes.

As soon as I was done with my plate, I asked if I could be excused, and went to their front room. Gina joined me shortly after.

"So, what did you want to talk about?" She asked as she sat and took my hands in hers.

I prepared a 'memory' switch, feeling only a little pain. It might mean that I would have to do this twice, but if she completely flipped out, I didn't want her remembering.

"Gina, everything you have been feeling lately is my fault, and I don't think we should be around each other anymore."

"What do you mean? Why not?" The quaver was back in her voice, but she gripped my hands tighter.

Time for the truth. "I have a special ability. I can make switches with my mind, and do almost anything I want with them." I watched as my words sank in, and then as her face went to incredulity, so I rushed on, "That night I came over to help you with your math, I made a switch that made you wet every time I spoke, and a switch that made your nipples hard too." Even as I spoke, I felt the first switch move, and knew that my voice was affecting her. This was part of the reason I'd wanted to do this in a public place, but her mother should be protection enough, as long as I don't mess with her switches too.

She looked at me for a second her cheeks going red, probably wondering if I was crazy.

"Well, that might explain a few things," she didn't seem angry, which was a good thing, "but I don't believe you."

I was ready for this. I made a switch to make her back itch, then before she could scratch it, I said, "I just made your back itch. I can move that switch anywhere I want to: your foot, or your arm, even the palm of your hand." As I named each place, I moved the switch, feeling my headache grow with each change. When it reached her hands, she yanked them out of mine, and stared at me. This was the part I was most worried about.

She stared at me in wonder, idly scratching her hand. "So you can control minds?"

"Not really. I can't control what you think, and only a small bit what you feel. Mostly it is a physical reaction I get from my switches."

"So you didn't make me screw you that night. You didn't force me to do it, but you DID manipulate my body?"

I dropped my head in shame, and nodded.

"And you kept on doing it afterwards?"

She was really scratching her hand now, and I realized I hadn't flipped off that switch. She looked grateful as I did, with a mumbled, "Sorry."

"No. I didn't do it again, but after that first night, it was as though your body was conditioned to it. Every time I talk, I feel that switch move. That is why I have been avoiding you, so that I wasn't manipulating you again."

She grabbed my hands again, which surprised me. "Is that what you've been worried about? That I'd hate you after you told me?"

I shook my head. "No, I didn't want to make you do anything you didn't want to do."

She gave a small tremulous laugh, and I looked back up to her hazel eyes. "'Want' is the key word." She took a deep breath. "Honesty deserves honesty. No I didn't plan on screwing you when you came over that night. I planned on trying to seduce you into doing my work for me. Instead I got so turned on by you, I decided to go even further. If you can't control what I think, then you didn't make me screw you. I CHOSE to do it." I tried to protest, but she cut me off. "Yes, yes, you manipulated my body, but you know what? I've always thought you were kind of cute, if a little scrawny... Though it looks like that might be changing too. Are you making yourself stronger?"

I almost... ALMOST, told her about Lela, but I was afraid that the conversation would turn to the demons, and I didn't want to frighten her.

"No, I can't affect myself, only other people and objects." I went on to explain how the switches worked, and how they failed.

"That explains Robbie, and the night they kidnapped you. I think it is like hypnosis in a way," she told me at one point, and I shook my head. This was nothing like hypnosis. "Hear me out. You can affect me, by making my feet hot, creating an itch, and various other things, but you can't make me do anything I don't really want to do, like—" She leaned forward, and before I could stop her, kissed me. I could feel myself getting hard, but this was NOT the reason I'd come here. I pushed her away, and looked up to see her mom watching us.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt. I just wanted to know if you would be staying the night?" I almost choked as she asked that.

"I wasn't planning to." Gina's mom nodded, and went up the stairs.

"You know, it is the weirdest thing. Ever since that night, my mom has been oblivious to so many things that used to bother her."

Oblivious? Or accepting and no longer concerned? I remembered the switches I'd made in Gina's mom, and could feel them upstairs. They were both stuck in the position I'd moved them to that first night. I remembered how I had mashed down on them, and wondered if I'd broken her somehow.

I looked back to Gina, and she had a shrewd look on her face. "You did that, didn't you? When she walked in on us, you made sure she didn't care... Oh my... You did it to me too!" If it weren't for the fact that she was smiling from ear to ear, I would have been worried. "Oh, don't give me that look. Listen, you didn't make me do anything against my will, and I certainly don't regret it." She pursed her lips, as she thought about something. "You can tell me no, but I have a favor to ask. You're right about your voice still making me wet. You wanna go upstairs and fuck? As long as you know that I want it, and not because you made me want it?"

I was about to argue that I HAD made her want it, because I'd made the switch in the first place, but her lips against mine cut off that argument. Truth be told, she handled everything better than I'd thought. In fact, now that I think on it more, I'd made the same switch in Professor Frankens, and she hadn't jumped my bones. Maybe Gina was right, and it was something like hypnosis. I couldn't MAKE someone do something they didn't want to.

How then, do I explain Brent and his sister, Lindsey?

I was halfway up the stairs by the time I realized I was no longer on the couch. Gina had me by the hand, and was pulling me along, and despite my earlier reservations, I decided to go with it. She knew what I was capable of, and still wanted to do it. Who was I to argue?

She stopped before we reached her bedroom, however, and I saw her purse her lips again. "I want to test out this ability of yours."

"My headaches—" I tried to stop her, but she just opened the door, and pulled me in after her. It only took me a second to see we were in her mother's room. Nancy was sitting on her bed, watching TV, but she looked up at us as we entered.

"Oh, hi guys. Did you need something?"

"No, we—" Gina covered my mouth, and talked over me, a smile splitting her face.

"We thought we'd come spend some time with you." I glared at Gina.

"That's sweet of you kids," she patted the bed next to her, and scooted over to give us room.

I groaned, as Gina pulled me over to the bed, and shoved me down on it. She didn't waste any time, before jumping on top of me, and kissing me with a passion. Her hunger was really starting to affect me, and despite the oddity of having her mom right next to us, I started to moan, and wrapped my arms around this wild woman.

"Do you want me to leave you kids alone?" The voice broke through the fog in my head, and I broke the kiss, but once again, Gina beat me to it.

"No, stay mom. This is your room. We'll try not to bother you." As she talked, Gina sat up, pulled off her shirt and bra, and then looked to her mom. The older woman glanced at her wanton daughter, and then looked back to the TV, unconcerned.

I think it was about this point I figured, what the hell, and went with it. I pulled Gina back down, liking the way she squealed as I did so, and returned the kiss she'd given me a bit ago. As our tongues swirled in each other's mouths, I allowed my hands to roam her back, and dipped them inside her pants, gripping her small ass.

She lifted her middle, and I felt her hands at my waist, undoing my pants. I kicked off my shoes, and slipped my hands around her waist, doing the same for her pants. As soon as our pants were off, Gina helped remove my shirt, and then we were both naked, lying next to her mom.

Gina kissed her way down my chest, and a sigh next to me made me look over. Gina's mom was now watching us exclusively, but didn't interfere, or say anything else. I wondered what was going through her mind, when Gina's tongue touched my cock.

I moaned loudly, as she slipped her lips around the bulbous head, and I could feel her tongue going to work. I remembered the orgy last night, and couldn't believe my luck lately. Gina started to go crazy, sucking, slurping, and licking, and my hands shot out to grip the sheets at the pleasure she was giving me. At least my left hand did. My right hand gripped Nancy's thigh, and I swear I heard her moan.

Looking up, I saw that her eyes were locked on my crotch and her daughter's mouth. She licked her lips, and mouthed something, but I couldn't hear it over the TV and Gina's noises.

Gina's head was really bobbing up and down, and I was trying to concentrate on holding back my own orgasm. I wasn't close, but I was enjoying this too much and wanted it to last. I knew one way to distract myself.

I got Gina's attention, and indicated what I wanted to do. She happily flipped her body around, so that I could taste her. I kept my right hand on Nancy's leg, but used my other hand to play with one of Gina's large breasts, while I started to lick her pussy.

Gina came almost as soon as my lips touched her, and I felt the leg under my hand pull away. I figured Nancy had probably had enough of watching us, and left.

With my hand now free, I brought them both up to Gina's ass, and held her tight as I attacked her clit. I threw all of my concentration into what I was doing, until Gina came again. She sat up as she did so, moaning in ecstasy at what I was doing. It took me a second to realize I still felt lips around my cock.

"That's it mom. Show me how to suck his fat cock," I heard Gina say, and almost blew my load right then.

I threw Gina off of me, and looked down to see that the older woman did indeed have my thick rod between her thin lips, and she was completely naked. Her breasts were smaller than her daughter's tits, and were topped by dark red nipples.

"Nancy!" I exclaimed in shock.

She pulled away, and smiled up at me, "I hope you don't mind. Gina looked like she was having so much fun, I wanted to try some of this," she told me matter-of-factly, giving my member a few quick yanks.

Gina leaned down and whispered in my ear. "I was surprised when she asked if she could suck on you, too." She kissed my cheek. "Go with it. She has been so lonely since dad left; I think she could use it."

"But she's your mom!" I protested, as Nancy started to suck on my balls.

"And you're hard as a rock, and enjoying what she's doing." She gave me a quick peck on the lips, and then said, "Consider this retribution for your evil ways in manipulating us." I knew she wasn't being serious with her tone, and the kiss that followed made my toes curl. "Mom, if you think that is fun; you should let him eat you out."

I was about to protest, but the look of hope I saw in Nancy's eyes changed my mind. The same hazel eyes Gina had. "Come here," I told her instead.

Nancy squealed, just like her daughter, as she climbed up my body, and planted her crotch on my face. She was practically dripping before I even shoved my tongue in her, and came when I sucked on her clit.

"Oh, I haven't had anyone do that to me in years!" The older woman exclaimed. I reached my hands up to her smaller breasts, and started running her nipples through my fingers, as I continued tasting her.

I felt Gina straddle my hips, and a moment later I entered her small crevice. She seemed to be on fire, and sank onto my length in record time.

"That's it, Nick. Lick my mom's pussy while you fuck me. You made me a horny slut for you, and now you've got my mom, too. Fuck me, Nick. And after that, you're going to fuck her!"

At this point, I was so horny, I didn't care how odd the situation was. It didn't even bother me when I felt Gina's hands replace mine on her mother's tits, or when I looked up Nancy's body to see the two women kissing. The sight of their tongues wrapping around each other did set me off, and I unloaded my seed into Gina's grasping cunt.

The second I was done, Nancy pushed her daughter off of me, and to my surprise, and I think Gina's too, the older women started to suck my cum from her daughter's wet hole.

Nancy's ass was in the air, and I had only softened a little bit, so I decided to go for it. I got on my knees behind her, gripped her ass in both hands, and slid my cum soaked cock into her cunny. She was even tighter than her daughter was, and if my tool weren't already so slick, and slightly softened, it would have taken more effort. I tried to be careful, however, as I slid more and more of my pecker into her. Tight though she was, I didn't hit her bottom till I was fully inside her velvety hot folds.

Nancy was moaning deeply into her daughter's cunny, as I started moving my hips, already feeling myself grow harder with every stroke.

"Oh my Gawd, mom. I can't believe you're sucking his cum from my pussy. Ahh, that feels so good. Keep going, mom. Suck my clit. Make me cum again!" I decided to moan loudly right then to help her out, and smiled as I watched her whole body tense from a powerful orgasm. The look Gina gave me, said she knew what I'd done for her.

I looked back down to where I was sawing in and out of Nancy's tight pussy, and still couldn't believe I was fully buried in her, and without that tight grasping feeling at the head, like I'd felt from Shanna. I picked up my pace, and soon Nancy was grunting with each stroke as I pounded into her soft flesh. Nancy came a few seconds later, and pulled off my cock, moaning, "No more, I need a break." She licked her way up her daughter's body, and they started kissing when their faces met.

Gina's legs were still spread, and I was still hard, so I walked my way up to her on my knees, and sank back into her.

"Oh, fuck," Gina nearly screamed. "Not again! I don't... Know if I... Can... Oh fuck... Fuck me, Nick. FUCK ME HARD!"

I started pounding as hard as I could, leaning slightly forward over Nancy's body, and kissed the back of the woman's neck. It only took a couple minutes at this pace, before I dropped my second load into Gina's tight twat.

"Are you sure you don't want to stay the night?" Nancy asked me with a smile, as I stood at their front door.

"We can't promise you'll get much sleep, but I promise you won't regret it," Gina said right after.

I laughed, and gave them both a quick kiss, before walking out, followed by Gina.

"No more avoiding me?" She asked, and I nodded. She had assuaged my guilt well enough. Maybe I had manipulated her, but I hadn't forced her to do something she didn't want to. I truly hoped she would quit moping and being so clingy though. I wondered if I could make a switch for that?

The second I walked into my bedroom, I found myself transported to Lela's featureless room.

"I trust you have recovered?" She asked me, her head cocked to the side as she does when she talks to me.

"Yes, thank you," I replied, vaguely remembering the white light going yellow when I'd collapsed last night.

The memory of what had caused me to collapse returned as well, and I almost made the switch that I thought would get her to have sex with me, but backed off. After Gina and Nancy, I was exhausted. I did make the switch, thinking it was harder to make a switch than move one, and at least it would be there when I was ready.

"Good. I am glad to see you exercising your ability. Have you tried it on a large group yet?"

I cursed myself for a fool. The party last night would have been the perfect place to see how many switches I could make at once. Even when I'd been kidnapped, I made all the switches one by one. Luckily I could work at the speed of my imagination, but I still needed to know if I could make more than one at a time.

"No," I told her, feeling dejected.

"You still have time left. Keep practicing."

"Maybe you should find someone else," I said. I didn't know if I could do this, and the pressure to save the entire human race was pretty intense.

"Maybe," she told me, and there was no emotion in her tone, "but right now, you're all you have."

Bait and Switch Ch. 05

Author's note: This chapter contains a small amount of incest. If this bothers you, then you have been ignoring the note at the beginning of the last 4 chapters. The incest in this chapter is small, but subsequent chapters will contain more, and more explicit depictions of familial relations. All characters are over eighteen, as I can't abide kiddy-porn. If all this is suitable to your tastes, please enjoy my series, Bait and Switch.
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Standing in the cool white light, in the featureless room, I examined the alien in front of me. Her eyes looked white tonight, with a hint of blue around the edges, and light seemed to ripple around her nude frame while her fingers pressed invisible buttons in the air. I wondered briefly how she made the light do that. It actually looked like the light covered her in places, but didn’t actually touch her, as it flickered and shifted around her curves.

I could feel my body getting weaker, as the white luminescence did its work to build my muscles. I still couldn’t figure out what would trigger Lela’s ‘horny’ switch. No matter how hard I pushed on it, it refused to budge. The other two moved easily enough, but this one refused to obey my will.

It has to be something different about her species, but I didn’t think I could ask her about her race’s mating habits. Alien or no, I didn’t know if that was crossing the line.

I started going over what she’d told me last night, which was decidedly little. It really boiled down to her ancestors coming from herbivores. Was there something different about them? I tried to think of herbivores on Earth to compare, but they were all dumb animals, only mating when…

The idea struck me, and I looked up to try it out, but my time in the light was done, and before I could form the switch, I found myself back in my own bed. I would have to try tonight, when she came for me again.

Exhausted from the treatment, I slipped back into sleep before five minutes had passed.

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I woke slowly, some noise disturbing my rest. Rolling over, I hoped it would go away, but it continued relentlessly. Groaning, I sat up, and only then woke up enough to realize someone was knocking on my door.

“What?” I asked, more ornery than I’d intended, but it was Saturday, and I valued my sleep. Besides, if the Demons arrived and I couldn’t stop them somehow, I wouldn’t be getting anymore good sleep; only the long sleep of death.

“Nick, are you awake?” Groaning loudly, wanting Gina to hear me, I flopped back onto my pillow. I had told her I would talk to her today, but I didn’t expect her to show up in my apartment.

“I am now.”

“Can I come in?” The door was already slowly opening, and my frustration was building. What was the point in asking, if she was just going to come in anyways? For half a heartbeat I was tempted to close the door as if it were a switch, but decided against it.

“Might as well, but I’m only in my boxers.”

She slipped quickly into my room, and shut the door behind her. Quietly, she went to the foot of my bed, and sat down, her hands clasped in her lap, as she stared at her knees as if they could impart some great wisdom to her. After she sat there for awhile without speaking, I almost lost it.

“What do you want, Gina? It’s eight o’clock on a Saturday. I don’t usually get up till at LEAST ten, and last night was a tiring night.” Anger laced my words, but I was able to keep my volume down. It wasn’t likely that Dennis had slept through Gina’s knocking, but I didn’t want to disturb my neighbors this morning either.

“Tiring…?” She looked up and around, and I realized how that must have sounded.

“No, no one was here, I was just working on a project, and it has left me exhausted.” It wasn’t really a lie. Somehow after everything, I didn’t think I could lie to her; it would make me feel like too much of a hypocrite. She nodded, and I could see that she was relieved, before her eyes dropped back down to her lap.

“May I ask what kind of project?”

No, you may not, I thought, but answered differently. “It will take a couple weeks before I am ready.”

She looked up at me, and then down again. I have never seen her act like this before. Normally she is so self confidant, but this morning it is like she is entirely a different person.

“Oh, okay. You look good today, even your—“ She cut herself off, and looked at my bare chest and then to my jaw, and I knew she was looking for the bruises that were no longer there. “Your chest! Your bruises are gone. How…?”

I had to think fast. I didn’t want to lie, but I couldn’t tell her an alien had healed me, either. “You did give me a really great massage.” I let that hang, hoping she would draw the wrong conclusion, and only feeling slightly guilty. Technically I wasn’t lying.

“Massage… Yeah… I never knew a massage could do that.” Her eyes were still locked on my torso, and I wanted to change the subject.

“I don’t think you came to look at my bruises. Why are you here?” Her eyes immediately dropped back to her clasped hands, and I felt my frustration growing. What was wrong with her? I leaned forward, and placed my hand under her chin, and gently turned her face up to me. She refused to meet my eyes, but at least she turned.

“I—You probably hate me, I know, but… I… What I mean to say is… I wanted to… I don’t feel right about what happened, and I…” Her inability to come right out and say it was starting to drive me up the wall. Could I make a switch to get her to come right out and say it? “I want to make it up to you, and will do whatever it takes to earn your forgiveness.” She finally spluttered out, without me making a switch.

This again? I thought we’d gone over this already.

“Waking me up early on a Saturday isn’t a good start,” I told her, and her chin yanked out of my hand at the sound of rebuke in my voice. She was fidgeting now as she sat on the edge of my bed, and I remembered the conditioning my switches had caused in her. Checking them real quick, I could tell she was horny, and every time I talked only made it worse.

“I-I know, but you barely return my calls, and you wouldn’t let me come see you. I didn’t know what else to do.” I watched as a tear slowly slid down her cheek, leaving a wet trail in its wake.

My anger fled.

Pulling her to me, she rested her head on my bare chest. I could feel her hot tears on my chest as she shook and sobbed against me. This once proud and socially powerful woman was now broken, and in large part because of me. I had half seduced her, manipulating her into sex. She had tried to cover it up with her boyfriend by claiming it was rape, but had confessed the truth before I’d been beaten too badly. Her boyfriend was gone, her social status likely crumbled, and I was probably the only person who treated her with any kindness. She had suffered for her crime, worse than I’d suffered for her lies. In a sense I was her jailer, the only one that could set her free. The sense of power over her that that gave me was a heady feeling that I immediately felt guilty for. I had enough power over her as it was.

Sucking in a deep breath, I readied myself to tell her she was forgiven, but before the words left my mouth, she turned her face up to mine and planted her lips against my own. The kiss was gentle, not fierce or passionate like others had been, but even better for its tenderness. Her arms snaked around my naked torso, and hugged me tighter to her slender frame. I held in the breath of air as long as I could, letting it out slowly through my nose. There was no tongue involved in this kiss, just our lips and bodies pressed against each other, and yet I could feel myself growing hard as it continued on.

Unexpectedly Gina pulled away, and I could see fear in her red rimmed hazel eyes. “I’m sorry; I shouldn’t have done that… I just—“

I silenced her with a quick peck, “You’re forgiven.” The words came easier than I thought they would, and I knew they were true. She really had suffered enough. “Not because of the kiss, or the sex, or anything else, but because I can see you’ve suffered enough. You don’t need to worry about me anymore; I can take care of myself. You don’t have to do anything else that you don’t want to.”

Fear turned to relief, and then confusion. “That I don’t want to?” Her eyes searched my own. “I haven’t done anything I didn’t want to, Nick. Even when I let you in my ass, it was something I wanted to do. Whenever Robbie tried it always hurt, but when I’m with you, everything is different. I feel good when you talk to me, and your touch sends thrills through my body. I don’t know what this effect is that you have on me, but I like it, and I like being with you.”

Now I was the one to feel low. She only felt that way, because I’d made her feel like that. It was my fault. The catchphrase from Spiderman came back to me, “With great power, comes great responsibility.” How true that is, I thought as I looked down at the beautiful blonde still in my arms. I was now responsible for her.

“Gina, I—“ her finger pressed against my lips and cut me off. I had been about to apologize myself, and maybe ask her to leave.

“Don’t say it. I won’t say it either, but just don’t send me away. You know how I feel now. Just hold me.” And so I held her, feeling like a heel, but not knowing what else to do. I couldn’t remove the switches in her, and even if I changed the one she was conditioned with, it wouldn’t change her conditioning. I toyed with the idea of reconditioning her, but decided not to for two reasons: I had no right to manipulate her further, and could actually cause more damage, and though I felt worse for it, I liked holding her and being with her.

In silence we held each other, me not daring to speak, and manipulate her more, and I had no idea what was going through her head. After some time had passed, Gina looked up to me, and spoke, “Nick?”

“Yeah?”

“I want you.” Three such simple words, and yet they held so much weight.

“Dennis is home,” I tried to back out, talking as little as possible. “What if he walked in?”

“Then he can watch like he did the other night,” she said, as I felt her lips press against my chest, while her hands dug into my boxers.

Somehow I wasn't too surprised that she'd known Dennis had watched us. I was a little disappointed my ploy had failed. It wasn't that I wasn't in the mood. Her fingers firmly squeezing my rock hard shaft could attest to that. My only problem was I still felt bad about what I'd done to her.

As her digits slid up and down my pole, I could feel my resolve weakening. "We really shouldn't," I tried to say, as her lips trailed down my torso. She really knew how to use her hands I thought, as a moan inexplicably left my throat. I need to put a stop to this, before it goes too far.

But my hands stayed where they were, and I made no move to stop her. Would it really be so bad? Just this one last time, then never again... No, this is wrong. I need to stop this now. I need to... I need... The thought was lost as her lips touched the head of my penis, and this time there was no stopping the moan. My hands finally moved as they went to the back of her head, digging into her hair.

I felt, more than heard, her moan through my cock, and she picked up the pace of her sucking. I lifted my head off my pillow, and looked down at her. Her face and my crotch were hidden behind her blonde hair, but a movement from her arm caught my attention. By the looks of it, she was playing with herself, while giving me a great blowjob.

I knew I shouldn't say it, it was wrong to do so, but I was lost to lust by that point. "Take off your clothes, I want to lick you."

Quicker than I thought possible, and with more energy than I'd seen her have all morning, Gina stripped off her clothes, planted her soaked crotch against my lips, and swallowed me back between her own.

I wanted to make her feel as good as she was making me feel, so I moaned loudly while I licked her labia, and was rewarded with a flood of her fluids. She tasted different from Shanna, but not in a bad way. Both women tasted great. I shoved my tongue in as far as it would go down her hole, grabbed an ass cheek in each hand, and tried to shove my whole face inside her. I then sucked her clit between my teeth, and had to hold on tight as she came again.

Gina flopped over onto her side, as she came down from her climax, and then started to kiss her way up my body. When she got to my face, she didn't go for my lips as I'd thought she would, but instead started to lick all of her juices from my chin, cheeks, and nose, before finally shoving her tongue as far down my throat as she could.

Lost in what she was doing, I didn't even realize she'd moved her pelvis into position, until I felt her velvety folds start to squeeze tightly around my member. I dropped my hands to her rear again, and we soon reached a matched rhythm. Her hands were on my face, as she kissed me hungrily, her torso pressed against mine, and my cock going deeper and deeper into her crevice.

She was the one to break the kiss, as she gasped for air, and sat upright, allowing me to go a little further into her. I was still a little outside her, but I reached down with one hand, and rubbed her clit, while I used my other hand to fondle one of her large breasts. She shuddered as another climax took her, and I used my hips to roll us over.

I had to pull out, but I kept her on her side, straddled her right leg, and slipped back into her, with her left leg going around my torso. I used my left hand to continue rubbing her clit, as I slid in and out of her hot hole. She twisted her upper body so her shoulders were flat on my bed, and used her left hand to encourage me to up my pace.

I grabbed one of her delectable tits again, and then leaned forward to take one of her nipples between my teeth. Even with my length, I couldn't go as deep like this, but by her moans, she didn't care.

I knew I was getting close, and picked up my attack on her cunny, and felt sweat start to bead on my brow.

"Fuck me, with that cock, Nick. Fuck me hard! Oh, Gawd, I'm going to cum again. Don't stop. Don't stooooppppp!" As I felt her inner muscles clamp down hard on my shaft, I let fly with my own ejaculate. Her eyes flew open, as I spewed inside her, and it seemed as if her orgasm doubled in intensity.

Spent, worn out, and tired, I collapsed behind her, and soon fell back to sleep.

I woke a few hours later to the feel of soft lips against my own. Smiling, I opened my eyes to see Gina's Hazel eyes looking back at me. The memory of my crumbling resolve, and all the wrongs I'd done her came flooding back, and I scooted away from her, falling out of the bed.

Gina laughed at my misfortune, before saying, "Not the reaction I was expecting." She laughed some more as I tried to get up, and realized I was still naked. I tried to cover myself, and couldn't remember where my boxers had gone. Had I ever even taken them off during the sex? Grabbing a clean pair, I turned back to face the beautiful blonde, but didn't dare speak. "Dennis poked his head in awhile ago, and asked if you were still going to the party tonight." Her face had gone solemn, and I felt a sinking sensation in my gut. She was talking about Derek's party, and he had specifically asked me not to take her. "Was he talking about Derek's party?"

I couldn't lie, but I didn't dare talk either. I didn't need her getting horny again at the sound of my voice. I just nodded my head.

"I know I'm not invited. Do you still plan on going? We could stay here all day... When Dennis leaves, we'd have the whole place to ourselves. I'll even let you put that beast in my ass again."

It was tempting. Oh, so tempting, but I knew I had to refuse. I couldn't do that to her. Not again.

"I'm going," I said, and watched her face fall.

She got out of my bed, and started dressing. I could see the tears forming in her eyes, but didn't know what I could say to stop them.

"Fine. I know when I'm not wanted." She'd gathered all of her things, and was headed for the door. Despite myself, I blocked her. "I see you really haven't forgiven me."

I grabbed both her arms in my hands, and held her at arm's length. "Gina, it's not that you're not wanted. This is the first time I've ever been invited to a party." Against my will, the words were coming out, many more than I'd wanted to say. "You ARE forgiven. I promise."

I saw hope return to her eyes a split second before her arms pulled out of my hands and wrapped around me, hugging me tight. "Thank you, Nick. I promise not to be too angry, but don't forget me while you're there."

I nodded, and then she kissed me and left. I sagged against the door, and cursed myself for my weakness. Why couldn't I have just let her go?

I spent the rest of the day trying to get my mind off of my problems, by playing games, but only partially succeeded.

As the sun started to set, I took a quick shower, followed by Dennis.

The drive to Shanna’s house was a cool one, but blessedly quick. Standing at her front door, I waited somewhat impatiently for her to answer. When the door finally opened, it felt like my heart skipped a beat. She looked lovely, with her makeup lightly done, a pair of skin tight jeans, and a light winter coat on.

“Shall we?” Her voice was soft and sweet as she passed by me, and I caught the slight fragrance of lilac and vanilla. I rushed after her, and held my car door open for her, as she got it. “Oh, a gentleman,” she cooed, and I couldn’t hide my smile. I didn’t know what my mother would think of how I was using my abilities, but she HAD taught me how to treat a woman.

The drive to the party seemed to start and end before I was even aware of it. The moon hung heavy in the sky, and the snow was falling lightly, like a million little diamonds from the sparse clouds. When I told the analogy to Shanna, she laughed her lovely little laugh, and I thought, tonight is going to be a good night. Forget about the demons, forget about Gina, and just have fun with Shanna.

The music was blaring as I pulled up to the house, and someone was already puking off of a balcony.

Brent Ratner spotted us as soon as we walked in, and smiled, waving us over. He had to yell to be heard over the music.

“You brought Shanna, or is this Shannon? Either way, good choice,” the slap on the back he gave me pushed me forward a bit. He shoved a beer in each of our hands, and then leaned in close so that only I could hear him. “Make yourself at home. Have fun, get crazy, but please don’t put anyone to sleep. There are plenty of beds upstairs if you need one.”

I could feel my cheeks burning as he pulled away, but he had spotted someone else, and went off to greet them.

“What did he say?” Shanna asked.

I debated on telling her, but after what we’d already done, and as forward as she’d been, I saw no reason to hide it. “He said we were free to use one of the bedrooms if we wanted.” Well I wasn’t going to tell her I could put people to sleep, now was I?

I saw her cheeks color slightly, which surprised me. Wasn’t it her that had been the forward one? I took a sip of my beer, as I looked around. The place was crowded with a lot of faces I didn’t recognize. Those I did know were mostly jocks and their girlfriends; not my usual crowd.

I spotted Dennis over by a beer pong table, and went to chat with him. My roommate was chatting with an attractive platinum blonde, while cheers went up at the table as the ping pong ball landed in a cup.

“Nick, this is Lindsey, Brent’s sister. Lindsey this is—“ Dennis started to introduce us, but Lindsey cut him off.

“I know who Nick is. He is all the talk at school right now, and I share a class with Shannon twice a week.”

“This is Shanna,” I said, wondering what was being said about me on campus.

“Is it? I’m sorry, I can’t keep you two straight,” Lindsey smiled at us.

“Who let the trash in?” The snide voice sounded right behind me, and I gave a small groan. Derek was the last person I wanted to deal with right then.

“I dunno, but I’m willing to take it out, if I have to,” I told the bully as I turned around. For just a moment I saw fear in the bigger man’s eyes. I was rested from using my switches, though still a little weak from Lela’s white light.

“Ha, I’m just messing with ya, dweeb. Derek told me to play nice, so I’ll play nice.” His words said one thing, his tone another. “Tell ya what. Why don’t we play a friendly game of beer pong?”

I almost had to laugh. Sure, I was a light weight when it came to alcohol (I’d barely even sipped my beer), but my switches should be able to help me out somehow. I also reasoned that he wanted to stay away from me physically, which only served to bolster my ego.

“Why not?” I said, shrugging.

Lindsey leaned over and quickly whispered in my ear, “Don’t do this. He plays all the time, and never loses.”

I nodded my head, but I’d already made another switch in Derek. The bully started yelling for everyone to gather around, and watch while he beat the dweeb at beer pong. My smile grew bigger.

“Six or ten?” he asked me, and I saw Lindsey mouth ‘six’, while Shanna snuggled closer to me.

“Are you sure about this? You don’t have to impress me.” I was touched that Shanna was concerned about me, but held up both hands, showing Derek all ten fingers.

Derek gave a nasty laugh, and the cups were set up. “Here,” he said as he tossed me the small white ball, “you go first.”

The first shot is always the easiest, and it landed in the middle of the third row. Derek grimaced, but downed the beer quickly. He took his aim, and I didn’t interfere on this shot. It landed in my first cup. I gave the man a big smile, and then downed my beer, some of it dribbling around my mouth.

My second shot hit a couple rims, and then bounced away. The crowd ooh’d. I’d tried to make a switch to move the ball in the right direction, but the switches didn’t form. Maybe I was forming them wrong…

I flipped Derek’s newest switch right before his shot, and his ball went wide, and he had to catch his balance on the edge of the table, his equilibrium suddenly lost. The crowd around the table gasped in shock.

“How much have you had to drink?” I asked, turning his equilibrium back on.

Derek shook himself and glared at me as I made my next shot. It landed in the second row, and Derek downed his second cup. As the game wore on, I ensured that none of Derek’s shots made it anywhere near my cups, though it did take me awhile to hit his last one. No matter how I imagined it, I couldn’t seem to come up with a switch that would move the ball the way I wanted it to, without it being too obvious.

Those gathered around the table cheered as I made the last shot, and Shanna laid one on me in front of everybody. I turned to talk to Dennis when she let me up for air, but he’d already gone.

“I think they went upstairs,” Shanna said, having to yell to be heard over the din.

“He’d better not have gone up there with my sister!” Brent said right behind me, and I cringed. A cute little redhead was trying to hold him back as he started up the stairs, but she didn’t stand a chance.

I followed after, quickly making switches and hoping I wouldn’t pay too much for it tomorrow. I started to turn down his anger and concern, and turn up his acceptance. It took a fair amount of effort to get the switches to move, but slowly they complied with my will.

They weren't behind the first door, or the second. The second room was occupied by a couple going at it, and though I kind of wanted to watch, I was more concerned about my roommate's wellbeing.

They ended up being in the back most room when Brent walked in, trailed by the redhead, Shanna, and me. Both were still fully clothed, but they were kissing pretty fiercely on a couch (Lindsey in Dennis's lap), and their hands were busy exploring each other's bodies.

"Ah-ha! I found you." The anger had gone out of his voice, but it still startled the two kissers.

"Brent! What are you doing? Leave us alone!" I could feel her brother's switches start to fight me, and knew I needed to add some switches to Lindsey too. A small voice in the back of my head warned me that this could be trouble, as it had been with Gina, but I was already acting.

I stamped down hard on Lindsey's anger, and turned up her acceptance. I remembered Dennis's 'intimidation' switch that I'd made what seemed so long ago, and turned that one down as well. I knew I was going to suffer tomorrow for this, but I didn't want a fight to break out in the first party I'd been invited to.

"Leave them alone, Brent," the redhead said, placing her hand on his arm. Lindsey had already gone back to kissing Dennis, and Dennis didn't seem to be too bothered by it.

"She's my sister, Robin." Somehow there was still a bit of resistance in him, so I crushed his new switches, and saw his eyes go slightly glassy.

"Then show her how to kiss properly, and kiss me." Robin suited actions to words, and pulled him down into a kiss.

"What just happened?" Shanna asked me in a whisper, and I shrugged my shoulders pretending I didn't have a clue.

Robin led Brent over to the couch, and sat him next to the other snogging couple. The redhead straddled his lap, turned to Lindsey, and said, "This is how you really kiss a man," and then attacked the big jock.

Lindsey looked up for a moment, watched the redhead make out with her brother, and then attacked Dennis with renewed ferocity.

I felt a hand grip my cock through my pants, and then Shanna asked, "You like watching this, don't you?" I tore my eyes away from the scene before me, to look down into her blue eyes. With her hand on my crotch, there was no way I could deny it. She snaked her other hand around my neck, and pulled me down for a soft kiss, before saying, "I do too."

Shanna led me over to a recliner, and for the first time I realized we were in a den, and not a bedroom. I sat down first, and Shanna planted herself in my lap, facing the two kissing couples. Robin's shirt was off, and Brent was fussing with the bra strap in back.

Shanna turned to look at me, smiled, and then grabbed my hands and pulled them around her. She dug one of my hands under her shirt, and put the other in her lap. I needed no further hints, and slipped my left hand up her flat stomach to fondle her ample chest.

Dennis wasn't about to be outdone, and removed Lindsey's shirt, and had her bra off while Brent was still struggling. In the end, Robin had to remove her own bra. There was no mistaking that Robin's breasts were fake. Lindsey's breasts, on the other hand, were very much real, and Dennis had his face buried in them.

Shanna was grinding her ass against my covered crotch, and I slipped a hand inside her pants after she unbuttoned them. She was shaved smooth again tonight, and already moist by the time my fingers reached her lips. I used my switches, and her bra unsnapped; seemingly on its own. Shanna then removed her shirt and bra in one swift motion.

Lindsey had finally taken the lead, and had Dennis's long cock out, and was busily sucking away.

"Oh," Robin exclaimed, "I didn't think you'd go that far with your brother here." In the spirit of their competition, Robin soon followed suit, pulling Brent's pants down to his ankles, to reveal a cock thicker than Dennis's, but not as long.

Dennis had his eyes closed as he enjoyed Lindsey's ministrations, but oddly, Brent's eyes were locked on his sister's bobbing head.

Shanna was twitching in my lap, and I realized I was rubbing my fingers against her clit pretty firmly. A couple seconds later, she came, gripping my legs with her hands and moaning for the room to hear. Robin was the only one to pay us any attention though, and she just gave us a wicked smile, before turning her attention back to Brent's thick cock.

Shanna stood and spun around, kissing me as she leaned over. Her tongue felt hot and wet against my lips, and I gladly met it with my own. Her hands were fumbling at my waist, and she easily got my pants undone. I lifted my hips to let her remove them, and then sat back down. Shanna stood back upright, dropped her pants to the floor, and then went down on me.

I'm not sure if it was the situation, or not, but her blowjob somehow felt different; hungrier this time.

I watched as in almost unison, the other two men stood, and helped their women get completely naked as well. Lindsey sat back on the couch, and Dennis dropped to his knees, repaying the favor she'd just given him. Robin, however, crawled onto the couch next to Lindsey, on all fours. Brent got behind her, about the same time the two women started to kiss.

"Ung, fuck! Your brother's cock is thick," Robin moaned, and Lindsey's eyes flew open at the words.

"My... Brother...?" Enjoying everything as much as I was, I instinctively pushed on her 'acceptance' switch. "Mmm, I'm glad." A pleasant smile spread across her face, then turned to one of pleasure, as Dennis must have started doing something right. Robin began sucking on Lindsey's left breast, and I realized Shanna was missing the show.

As much as I was enjoying her attentions, I decided to pull her up, and turn her around. I had her sit in my lap, but watched as her eyes went wide at the show on the couch. "I can't believe they're doing that in front of each other," she said, as my head slipped past her first folds. She felt tighter tonight too. Probably form watching what the other four are doing.

Shanna sank slowly down my shaft, eliciting a moan from me. "Fuck, that thing is big," she moaned, and wiggled her hips a little. Both Robin and Lindsey looked over at Shanna's words, and I enjoyed how their eyes grew large at the site of my cock slipping into Shanna.

Lindsey grabbed Dennis by the ears, and pulled him up to her face. "Fuck me. Fuck me now!" Dennis didn't need to be told twice, and he easily slid his length into the platinum blonde's shaved twat. Robin reached down between them, and from the way Lindsey's moans grew in volume, I assumed the redhead was playing with Lindsey's clit. Robin started kissing Dennis, and I monitored Brent's switches to see if he objected, but they didn't budge.

Shanna used her hands on the armrests of the recliner to lift herself up, and then fall back down, repeatedly impaling herself on my manhood, but taking it slow. I brought my hands around to her breasts, and gently teased her nipples. From the way her pussy milked my cock, I knew she enjoyed it.

Brent was starting to grunt with effort as he picked up his pace and brought Robin off. Lindsey soon followed, the two women moaning in unison. Robin collapsed forward, her face landing where Dennis and Lindsey were joined. The redhead pushed my roommate out, and started licking the other women's juices off his cock. She continued to push him back, till he was lying on the floor, with her head between his legs. Dennis couldn't seem to believe his luck, and gave me an exuberant thumbs up when he saw me looking.

I checked on Brent's switches again, but he only had eyes for his sister, who had two fingers in her own crotch, and one nipple rolling between her fingers. Before anyone else knew what was happening, Brent leaned forward, and kissed his sister full on the mouth. Lindsey shook as the kiss took her, and she wrapped both arms around her brother.

Shanna suddenly came hard on my cock. She shook and shuddered, her hand furiously rubber her clit, while I continued to tease her nipples.

"I can't believe he did that," she told me, after a few seconds had passed. "His own sister... What do you think about it?"

What did I think about it? Incest had never been a thing for me in the past, but watching the way the two siblings lovingly kissed, and how Lindsey seemed to be getting off on her brother's fingers, I had to admit I was getting turned on. I let my cock twitch inside her a couple times, to give her an answer, and smiled as her eyes rolled up into her head.

"Damn, that's deep." The voice tore my attention from Shanna, and I saw that Robin had mounted Dennis, and had his rod fully sheathed in her cunny. I noticed that her carpet matched the drapes, though she only had a small strip of hair. Her fake tits were bouncing under Dennis's hands, as they both grunted and moaned.

With all this sex around me, I felt my own climax coming on. I cursed my inability to not be able to use my switches on myself. I wanted to keep going, but it wasn't possible.

Shanna must have been able to sense my closeness as I dropped my hands to her hips, and started rocking her back and forth a moment before I blew. It felt like a fire hose was emptying out of my rod, as I shot deep into Shanna's womb. Shanna started to cum again, too, and when we were both done, we looked up to see Dennis and Robin grinning at us foolishly.

Brent was too busy trying to get his fat cock into his sister.

Dennis came as Shanna and I were getting dressed, and we all agreed to leave the siblings to themselves.

Walking out of the room, I used one more switch to make sure the door was locked. There was no sense in letting them get caught.

We decided to leave the party, and as soon as we were in the car, my date started talking. "That was so hot! I've never done anything like that! Have you?"

"No, Shannon, I haven't."

"I hope you don't think less of me, but when I saw Brent kiss his sister, it made me... Wait... You called me Shannon."

"That's your name, isn't it?"

"How did you know?" Her excitement had turned to trepidation.

"I wasn't sure until you just confirmed it, but there are a few differences between you two. You may look the same, but you both feel different." A part of me was angry for having been played for a fool, but another part of me knew I couldn't be too angry with a woman I'd just fucked.

"Don't be angry," Shannon pleaded. "Shanna was too sore after yesterday, and she knew you would want to do it again. No one has ever figured it out before."

"You've done this before?" I asked, shock outweighing other emotions.

"Not very much. Only when one of us needs a break, though I have to say, this was the best night I've had in years, and I can see why my sister needed to recover. I'm not going to be walking straight tomorrow."

The compliment wasn't lost on me, and I had to laugh. I had just fulfilled many men's fantasies of screwing sisters, though not at the same time... That gave me an idea, but one for another night.

"Don't be mad at her, she really likes you," Shannon pleaded with me, as I drove her home. Thinking of how Gina had acted after the first time we'd screwed, I wondered if all women lied.

"Like requires trust," I told her, but there was no bite in my words. Shannon pulled out her phone, and I assumed she was texting Shanna, because the twin met us as I pulled up. I jumped out, and ran around to let Shannon out, still trying to be a gentleman.

"Go easy on her," Shannon whispered as she stepped out of my car.

"Shannon tells me you figured it out. How did you do it?" Shanna's arms were tucked under her breasts, and her breath was misting in the cold air. She wasn't wearing a coat, or a bra by the look of it, so I invited her into my car, before answering her question.

I decided that my earlier comment about 'like requiring trust' still held and I DID like Shanna. "You and she may look the same, but you both act and feel different during sex."

My words didn't seem to hurt her, but I could see fear and worry in her eyes, backed by a steely determination.

"Do you hate me?"

"I'm not happy about being lied to. If you didn't feel up to doing anything, I would have understood. I'm not an asshole, though sometimes that is a bad thing."

"No," she said, placing her hand on my thigh, "It's one of the things I like about you."

I couldn't help but add the next part. "And then there is the part where you sent your sister t have sex with me. What kind of a man would complain about that?"

Shanna laughed her wonderful laugh, and I knew that she knew I'd forgiven her.

I walked Shanna to her door, lending her my coat for the short walk, and we kissed shortly before she went in.

I drove slow and careful, letting my mind play over the day's, and most particularly the night's, events. All in all, I was in a pretty good mood, though I still didn't know what I was going to do about Gina. My conscience wanted one thing, but my mind and prick fought for something else.

I crawled into bed, wondering how much sleep I was going to get tonight.

The flash of light before I entered Lela's featureless blue room reminded me of my other problems, but I had an idea to deal with Lela tonight. Somehow my conscience didn't fight me on this one. Maybe it was because she was an alien.

Demonology

Amanda stood up satisfied. Looking around her house she was making some progress unpacking but she was starting to get tired. Stretching her back she rubbed her breasts, even they were sore and tired from the move. Picking up her glass of wine, she decided that she wanted a little fresh air before she attempted making the bed and so, stepped out into the night air.

Her new home sat on several acres of land in the middle of nowhere. Listening all she could hear was the night creatures singing their song to the moon and the gurgle of the stream that fed into the larger river and the very back of her land. The stream was on her property but it was the unofficial boundary with her neighbors to the North. She hadn’t met them yet, but they were the closest people to her. The next closest neighbor was across the street and over a mile away. Sipping her wine, she stepped off the porch and into the warm humidity that only the South could offer. Smiling, she watched fireflies dance their mating dance, lighting up to attract their potential mates. Amanda sighed. Divorced. Twice. Shaking her head, she turned to check out the stream.

Walking slowly, she could hear things slink off into the dark of night. Despite the full moon, she was certain that shadows followed her. She was beginning to think she should turn around when she noticed a red glow in the direction of the neighbors land. Walking closer but with more caution she smelled smoke. Nervous that it was a fire but trying to keep calm about it she pressed on to check.

The bushes and trees grew thick in the area around the stream, blocking her view of the neighbor’s land (and their view of her), causing her to do a little unprepared trekking. Stopping at the banks of the stream, she was shocked to see how deep the ravine was. From her feet to the top of the water was about ten feet and who knew how deep it was once you got in. Deciding that she would not be swimming, she looked up and found that while there was trees and brush on the far bank, it was not nearly as thick. She was able to move down the bank to a thinner spot and saw a group of people around a campfire.

‘Maybe they’re pagans.’ Amanda thought eagerly.

Being a practicing witch herself, she could make a mean tea with catnip but that was the extent of her powers. She instead chose to focus on the religion aspect of paganism. So a group of people around a fire chanting, did not frighten Amanda, only make her more curious. It wasn’t until she heard the roar of something both human and animalistic that her blood ran cold. Looking around in the night, she realized how exposed she really was. Wearing a pair of running shorts and long cotton tank top, long red hair loose and a glass of red wine in hand, she could hardly battle an animal, or a mob.

‘When could I have ever battled anything other than a hangover?’ She thought pointedly to herself.

The roar, this time closer, caused her to focus on her situation and wonder who or what her neighbors were.

‘Maybe they keep lions?’

Even Amanda scowled her face at herself. Looking around quickly, she realized she would have to follow the edge of the stream back to where she was able to get through the brush, it was far too thick until there. She began to move slowly, hoping to not attract attention, when the group around the fire began to run away from the fire and into every direction. Amanda froze and watched the group slowly, cautiously walk back towards the fire. In the far distance she could hear the occasional rumbling of a speaker, though he spoke as if he had a deep and commanding voice. The people in the group began removing their clothing slowly as if they were entranced. Standing around the fire the flicker of the fire light created interesting shadows across their bodies. Amanda wasn’t sure if it was the long day or wine, but she could have sworn the shadows moved and undulated on their own as if alive.

Slowly people began grouping off, some coupling where they stood, others moving off to other places to take advantage of the terrain and surroundings. Men with Women, men with men, women with women, and everything in between. They all started to fuck. Slowly at first, some even with what looked to be gentleness and love but slowly began to grow more frantic and crazed. Amanda stood still again, this time turned on. She had never been voyeuristic but now she felt a thrill watching these people go at it.

A dull ache began to rise in between her legs and Amanda shifted her weight, inadvertently rubbing her swelling lips and clit against her little shorts. Amanda bit her lip to keep from moaning. Slowly she crouched down, taking another sip of her wine. She waivered on the steep bank, her footing was not so good here, so she grabbed the trunk of a little tree nearby to keep from falling in the drink. She wanted desperately to get in the midst of that orgy. It had been a long time since she had been with anyone and she had just began to think that she could go without a man and now, she was realizing how much she did miss cock. Her last husband had been a totally ass, but what he lacked as a husband and a decent human being he more than made up for it in the bedroom. Crazy people were just better in bed.

Frustrated and totally horny, Amanda set down her glass of wine and began rubbing her hand between her legs. The cotton of her shorts and her thong were thin enough that she could feel her clit swell beneath the fabric. She was so sensitive so quickly, it caught her off guard, but she silently watched, trying to curb her lust.

A couple not terribly far away on the far bank were in the middle of a beautiful love making session when suddenly the man sat up. The woman slapped him hard across the face. Amanda winced and stopped her pleasuring. The man did not react but to look at her as he slapped her back. Rotating her around so that she was on her hands and knees the man continued the sex. The woman, not trying to get away suddenly swung her right fist back and hard, hitting the man in the temple. Grabbing her wrist, he yanked back on her causing her to slide further back on his dick. A man walked up to this couple and laid down on his back in front of the woman who took her other hand and began sucking the man off with skill. Resting on her left elbow, she still managed to handle the prick with her left hand and mouth. As soon as the new man laid down a woman squatted over his face having dragged another girl with her. The two women began kissing and caressing one another, while another man crawled up behind the second woman and began to fuck her hand from behind. One by one, the people began creating the fuck chain. Some were gentle but most of the people were violent, punching or slapping or twisting various body parts as they undulated and writhed in the shadows of the campfire.

Amanda decided she had finally seen enough when she noticed the shadow of a person standing on the far side of the campfire. She could not see much of the person, only that it was a man and that he seemed very tall. Arms crossed his chest as he stood watching the orgy. Raising his hands over his head she let out the animal howl she had heard before. Startled Amanda sat down and began to skid into the ravine. Tightening her grip on the little tree saved her from going in, but not before she made a lot more noise then she had cared to. Pulling herself onto the bank of the stream she looked back at the scene. The man at the fire was gone, though the fuck fest continued on. Relieved, Amanda began making haste for the opening in the brush when she heard a light splashing. Looking to her left, she saw two yellow eyes in the darkness stare at her. Her knees starting to go weak, she bolted for the break in the trees and got tangled up in the underbrush and fell.

Amanda was not in shape. She was curvaceous and had maybe a little more meat on her bones then she was happy with, but she was not an athlete, so it never surprised her that the man would catch up to her if he attempted.

He attempted.

Turning over on to her back to try to wiggle her way free, she was forced to look up at the man, if you could call him that. He was tall and huge. Arms as big around as her leg, legs as big around as, well her.

“You’re not one of them.” He growled from the far side of the stream.

Amanda blinked.

‘Was that a good thing or a bad thing?’ she wondered.

Taking a step toward her, she noticed he did not have feet, but hooves.

‘Like a demon.’

Following his leg up from hoof to head, she took in his form and realized he had been bred for one thing, wrath. She began shaking as she closed her eyes and lay back awaiting the death that was surely to come. Maybe it wouldn’t be death, maybe torture. This can’t be real, these things simply don’t exist. It’s the move, the wine, stress from work, and stress from her parents… She was having a mental breakdown. Opening her eyes slowly, she was alone in the night. Looking around only the fireflies in the distance provided any movement in the darkness. Sitting up slowly she looked completely around before standing up. The sudden fear she was about to die made her body want to pee. Breaking free and rushing into her house, she locked up the door and ran upstairs to her room locking it behind her as well. Running to the bathroom she peed but felt sick to her stomach too. Still shaking over what had happened, tired from the move and wine and still a little worked up. Amanda decided to take a quick shower then call it a night.

***

Amanda moved slowly the following morning. Head hurting a little and her body sore she laid on her bed, refusing to get up. She had been so shaken up the night before that she had neglected to make her bed. Instead she was still naked, wrapped in the damp towel she had used when she got out of her shower. It was a warm enough night that she wasn’t cold, but she still was unnerved.

Rolling over she pulled a comforter on top of her naked body and began to think of the beast that she had seen. Real or not he was exquisitely handsome and clearly powerfully built. She wondered what it would be like to be taken by such a creature. Unconsciously her hand found its way between her legs, her middle finger rubbing her neglected clit frantically. Thinking of the creature pinning her there on the banks of the stream and having his way with her, excited Amanda more than she admitted. Inserting a finger in her pussy, she began using her thumb to continue its attack on her clit but it wasn’t enough. Shoving a second and a third finger inside her only serve to frustrate the woman. She needed more.

Looking around she spotted her toy boy and opened it. Grabbing her favorite dildo and a bottle of lube, she attacked her pussy with gusto. With the thrusting not doing it for her, she flipped over and mounted a pillow. Bouncing on the dildo, using the pillow to help it give some, Amanda began tweaking her nipples and thinking about the beast. Would he be a gentle lover or an animal? She began to think of the beast pinning her to the ground, her helpless to get away though she tried. Screaming for help, trying to fight him off of her, to no avail. Ripping away the thin cotton shorts with his claws he split her legs wide, positioning himself between them. One of her legs over his shoulder, the other pressed to the ground and him in between.

Pummeling her with his huge cock, Amanda envisioned the beast pushing harder and deeper into her. Fucking her body so hard and so fast that it caused her multiple orgasms. Something she had never had. Amanda’s body began to tense, the sensation was growing more intense. In her mind’s eye she saw the beast thrust one final time before he came hard inside of her. She desperately tried to get him to continue. Pulling out spilled what seemed like gallons of his cum out of her. Amanda collapsed in the bed. She was unable to orgasm on her own. Pouting, she threw her dildo across the room and curled up for a nap again.
Finally around noon she sat up. Hunger getting the better of her. Vowing it had been the wine and being over taxed, Amanda began to dismiss the events of the previous evening. She got up, got dressed and began getting some work done.

At dusk, she decided to get some cheese and crackers and salami. She had a handful of things in the house but had not yet done the big shopping trip to the store yet. She would have to go the following day. Opening a soda (and considering pouring out the rest of the wine from the night before) Amanda began to munch as she continued to tackle the unending task of unpacking.

Hours went by when she heard the howl she heard from the night before, but it was different. It was strangled somehow. A wave of mixed emotions flooded her brain. Joy that she was not crazy and that it really happened, fear that it really happened and maybe she was crazy and curiosity as to what that thing was she saw on the bank of the stream.

The second howl was clearly a howl of pain and even the distance to her house from the source could not diminish the anguish that the voice felt. Amanda stood slowly, wiping her hands on her denim shorts. Walking slowly outside, she looked in the direction of the neighbor’s property. Another howl and it broke Amanda’s heart. Steeling herself, she began to walk once more to the stream in the fading light.
Moving more quickly this time in the underbrush, she found that from her vantage point, she could see the beast had been chained by the neck, his hands shackled and all the chains leading to a huge cement plug in the ground. What caught Amanda’s eyes was that he was injured. Looking around, she could not see anyone around, listening as best she could, she could only hear the water and this poor creature howling. Looking around, Amanda found a branch she could swing herself across the water with.

‘Like the monkey bars when I was a kid.’ She thought, he had been very good at them.

Landing easily on the far bank of the stream, she paused, listening for anything out of the ordinary. When she was convinced she was alone, she stepped out of the trees.

The beast started when she emerged, keeping his yellow eyes on her as she moved. Amanda watched him carefully too. Looking at him she saw he was rest on his right elbow and his left side had been sliced deeply. A pool of blood had been growing around his body and he looked weakened. Looking around Amanda tried to find something she could use to help him. Looking over the chains quickly she saw they were held by one lock. Looking back at the beast she weighed her options. An injured animal was always more deadly but the hurt look in his eyes made her mind up for her.

“The key?” She whispered.

The beast looked slowly over at a table that was a good 100 yards away. Pressing his lips together, he attempted to muffle his cries of pain. Amanda stood and quickly but quietly moved to the table. Overed in beer cans and discarded oyster shells, she found a book and a key sitting together. Taking the key, she made her way to the lock at the cement plug. She looked up at the beast as she began to fumble with the lock. He watched her carefully. Amanda was pretty sure this was not a smart thing to do but she felt that she had no choice. She could not let any creature be made to suffer as he is clearly suffering.

With a twist and a click, the beast was free. Standing slowly, the beast looked at Amanda. Unsure of what to do now, Amanda nodded her head back towards the stream and began making her way that direction. If he followed her she would figure something out, if not, then it was no big deal. Still she couldn’t figure out how to get him across without them both getting wet. As she stood trying to figure out what to do, she heard noise behind her. The beast jumped gracefully across the ravine and turned a looked back at her. The noise behind her continued to grow louder. The neighbors were home!

Looking back to the beast she jumped on to the tree branch. From here she was concealed from the majority of the neighbor’s yard. If they got to the cement plug, she would be spotted. Swinging her way across the deep gully she froze when she heard voices.

“What the fuck…? How the hell did he get out?”

“Lucinda!”

“It sure the hell wasn’t me!”

Amanda looked back and began swing her legs harder to get herself across. Jumping on the far side of the bank, Amanda felt a stabbing pain in her ankle but was able to get through the deep brush of the trees on her side of the water just in time.

“Think he crossed the stream?”

“Nah, he can’t, everyone knows demons can’t cross running water.”

Amanda smiled to the beast as they sat quietly waiting for the people to move on before they made a break for the house.

“Then he is here somewhere. We may need the dogs.”

Amanda looked at the beast with fear in her eyes. She had no idea if this thing ate babies, but she was concerned none the less. After what seemed like an eternity, they both crawled to their feet and began making their silent way to her house. Sitting him on the front porch carefully, she looked at the injured thing and was at a loss.

“What can I do to help?” She asked.

He looked up at her and weighed her words carefully.

“Blood.”

Amanda stood up tall. Not the answer she was thinking.

“I don’t have any.”

He stared into her eyes and narrowed his eyes. Amanda’s eyes widened, slowly walking forward she smiled nervously.

“Just don’t kill me please.”

Placing his hand on the back of her neck he pulled her close to him gently. His touch was hot, on fire scalding kind of hot but it woke up something dormant in her body as well. That familiar twinge between her legs was strong and it took all her will power not to drop to her knees and discover what demon dick tasted like.

He let his hand on her neck fall to her waist as she stepped closer to him and took her right arm up. Bracing herself, she bit her own lip and he bit into her arm. The pain was different than the one in her ankle but it was there none the less. Stopping he looked up at her. Looking back at him she noticed a glint in his eyes. She felt his hand on her back tighten just as he bit into her breast causing her to cry out. He drank deeply causing Amanda’s head to begin to swim.

“Hey…” she mumbled before everything went black.

***

A great pounding woke Amanda up. It was still dark outside and she was groggy. Making her way down stairs, she remembered she was now living in the country and whoever was banging on her door was trespassing by at least one acre. Taking the shotgun from the hall closet, she pumped it once and the knocking stopped.

“What?!” She screamed.

“We’re from next door, can we talk with you?” She heard muffled.

“Talk.” She screamed back.

“Can you open the door?”

“Can you come back at a decent hour? This early in the morning my aim is a little off.”

“Our…dog ran off and we wanted to look around your property.”

Amanda knew they were looking for the beast and wondered where he was. Taking a deep breath she wondered what the best course would be.

“You have one hour on the property after which I start shooting.”

“Thank you.” Said the male voice, out of habit then actual thanks.

Footsteps off the porch and silence. Amanda began shutting the blinds not wanting to see these people again and not wanting them to see her. When she was certain that they could not see in and the house was locked up tight, she rested the shotgun back in the hallway closet. Trudging slowly back up the stairs, she was startled seeing the beast in her bed, propped up and looking at her.

“Why are you doing this?”

She ran her hand through her hair, not sure of the answer herself.

“They were hurting you. That’s never okay.”

“How do you know I didn’t deserve it?”

“I don’t.” She stammered.

“Would it be different if I told you that I kill? Rip bodies asunder?”

Amanda felt very foolish all of a sudden. Her gun put away and a strange…. Demon in her bed.
“I… No. It wouldn’t. I would hope that you would consider…not… killing in the future. No time like the present for a fresh start.” She tried to say cheerfully but it came out broken and desperate sounding.
The beast chuckled before leveling his gaze at her.

“You gave me your blood, willingly to save me.”

Amanda’s eyes flickered to his wound, which was covered by the sheets. Instead she walked to his side of the bed and looked at him more closely. His skin had a red hue to it with slightly darker looking stripes across his body. They reminded her of a tiger or a zebra’s stripes. Looking at his face, she could see horns on his head, small satyr like horns that were more nubs resting in his black hair.

“Yes.”

His yellow eyes followed her gaze as he drank in her own visage.

“I thank you for it.”

“You’re welcome.”

“I’d like to someday repay your kindness.”

“Oh, that’s not necessary.”

She smiled. He didn’t. Hers faded.

“Your ankle is injured. I could taste it in the blood.”

“It may be twisted. It’s tender, but not bad.” She said applying a little weight to it. Looking up into his eyes, she sighed. “Do you need more blood?”

“Yes, but I won’t drink as much this time.”

She nodded as she sat down on the side of the bed offering her left arm this time. The pain was sharp again, but it was over before she realized it. She didn’t feel much different and certainly no more woozy.

“Thank you.” He breathed, licking his lips.

“Amanda. My names Amanda.”

“Thank you Amanda.”

“Are you a vampire?” She asked looking at the bite on her arm.

“No, I’m a demon. I thought that the horns would have given me away.”

“It was the hooves.” She replied as another set of bangs began again at her door. “Not again.”

Standing Amanda closed her robe over her tee shirt and yoga pants and padded softly to her door. Without thinking she opened the door.

“Yes?” She asked not bothering to mask her annoyance.

The man standing before her was devastatingly handsome. Too handsome. Short brown hair, golden skin, white smile and a strong jaw was what fist caught Amanda’s attention.

“I wanted to let you know we couldn’t find out dog. I’m sorry for having bothered…” The man stopped mid-sentence.

Amanda leaned up against the door frame.

“Thank you, but I really do need to get to sleep I am very very tired.”

The man began to sniff the air. Amanda noticed this and stood up.

“I haven’t showered yet on account of that whole lack of sleep thing.”

The man smiled at her and lunged at her. Amanda screamed as he put her into a sleeper hold, her air supply dangerously closed to be cut off.

“If you want her, demon, you know where to find her.” He cried out.

The man tightened his grip and once again everything went dark.

***

She heard the chains before she felt them. Looking around, she had been chained in the same fashion as she had found the beast the night before. Looking around a fresh bonfire was being built. It was late afternoon and the headache she was nursing caused her to suspect that something else may have been making her sleep throughout the day. The fact that she was still chained up and not rescued caused her to wonder if the beast was still at her house or if he was already gone. Lowering her head back to the ground, she couldn’t help but wonder how she got to this point and closed her eyes.

“But I want her, now!”

Amanda fought the urge to open her eyes and instead listened to the exchange pretending to be asleep.

“She’s not for you. She’s for the other demon.”

“You think this is smart? So soon? We aren’t at full strength.”

“It’ll be fine. We just need to contain our energy for the ritual, so keep it in your pants, Sam.”

‘Other demon?’ Amanda wondered then began remembering what she had seen her first night in the house. ‘They had summoned the beast! That makes so much more sense now!’

Hours later they unchained her neck and dragged her to a picnic bench tying her hands using rope to the table and laying her down on it. A man began fumbling with her yoga pants, trying to remove them when she suddenly kicked him hard in the chest. He reacted by punching her across the face. Amanda saw stars and her eyes immediately welled up. She had never been hit before. The man yanked her pants and thong off her roughly. Then whipped out a knife and cut away her shirt and sports bra that she slept in. Now, total nude, Amanda was at her lowest. Face aching, ankle still sore and now humiliated she had very little fight in her left.

People began showing up and was interested in the offering. They poked and prodded her body and made comments to some of the others. Chatting casually it wasn’t until dusk that they began to get serious. Circling the fire, the group of people began to chant softly. Amanda tried to figure out what to do, but kept expecting death instead. This fatalistic stance caused her to miss the man that had attacked her appearing at her side. He suddenly was there, making her jump. He smiled at her, rubbing his hand up and down her leg.

“Soon, you will be a great gift to a very power demon.”

Turning, the man threw something on the bonfire that began to smoke. The chanting continued, but people stepped closer to the fire to inhale deeply. Amanda could smell it wasn’t pot but there was something about it that wasn’t right. Amanda felt her body relax and she started to feel good. Spreading her legs open she writhed on the picnic table and waited for something to enter her. She needed to be filled.

The man clapped his hands and the clothing began to fall away. People started groping and exploring each other’s bodies before one man bent over a blond and shoved himself in her deeply. Her moans were loud and infectious. Soon more groans were filling the air. The sound was driving Amanda nuts. The man with the smile stood next to her, his hand resting lightly on her thigh, just watching the people fuck.

The contact with her skin was further driving her passions hotter. She could feel her pussy swell to an uncomfortable state, the warm breezes caressed her clit causing a soft tingling in her body. She needed release.

Her stomach suddenly dropped. Amanda was alarmed but couldn’t understand why. Looking up at the man with the smile he was staring at something below the table and out of her site. An animalist howl filled the air from her feet. Another demon was entering the world and she was to be his offering.

In a flash, Amanda’s beast appeared out of nowhere and slashed at the ropes tying her down. Biting into his wrist he held it to Amanda’s face.

“Drink, now!” He urged.

Amanda looked away but tried to wrap her legs around the beast. Flipping around on her stomach Amanda tried to wiggle her ass against the beast to encourage him to take her. Instead he thrusted his wrist into her mouth. Unprepared, she took two swallows of his blood into her throat. Wrapping his arms around her, they jumped into a rift that had been opened for the other demon.

...to be continued.

Bait and Switch Ch. 21 (Final)

The sound of a text message woke me up, and I groggily reached over to check it. Shanna and Gina had kept me up most of the night, and then when Nancy had come in... Okay, I couldn't help but smile at the memories from last night, but I WAS exhausted. I had quite literally stumbled back through my door, and fallen asleep before my head hit my pillow. I couldn't even remember the drive home. I was thankful that Lela hadn't come to get me last night, or I'd be even more tired than I was now.

"Get your rest today. Tonight we will take care of the demons." the text read, and it was from my sister. I wondered why she didn't use the nanites.

I sat up in bed, and only then realized that something wasn't right. I was still fully dressed, including my shoes, but my posters were gone, and someone had rearranged my room. A groan sounded next to me, and in shock I see Robin laying there next to me.

Did I get with Robin last night? I wondered, but can't see how I had. I was still fully dressed... Then I recognize my surroundings. I'm in Dennis's room! I must have been so tired last night that I turned right when I should have turned left...

As quietly as I was able, I tried to sneak out, but to no avail.

"Hey, dude," Dennis murmured just as my hand touched the doorknob, "next time sleep in your own bed. You were quite the buzzkill."

Embarrassed I made it back to my own room, and planned on going back to sleep, but after thirty minutes of just lying there, fretting about what I was going to do with the demons tonight, I finally got up, and showered.

I had intended on skipping classes today, but since I was already awake, I figured I might as well go in. Besides, it might help to distract me.

"Nick!" Someone hailed me, their breath misting in the early morning chill. "Hey, have you been studying?" The woman smiles at me, but I don't recognize her.

"Studying?" I ask in confusion. "It's only the second day of the semester. We can't have any tests already!"

She laughs at me, but I still have no idea who this is. Her hair is a mousy brown color, reaching down to her shoulders, and matching brown eyes. She stood a little shorter than me, and her skin seemed a little loose on her.

"No, for math club, silly!" she informed me, and suddenly I thought I knew who this was.

"Barbara?" I asked just to be sure.

"Sorry," she told me, her smile getting bigger, "I forget how different I look after losing so much weight. I know most people put on weight over the holidays, but for some reason I just kept shedding the pounds!"

I could see the old Barbara in her now. She could almost be cute, if she fit in her skin better. Then I remembered what I'd done for Mrs. Polkins, and turned up Barbara's skin elasticity, hoping that would help her.

"Yeah! Sorry," I said, happy for her, "You look great!" Then remembering how Mrs. Polkins had changed mentally, I think to ask, "How have you been feeling?"

"Good," she said, her smile never leaving her thin face. "I've had a lot more energy, and have been surprised by all the attention the guys've been giving me." She laughed again, and I can't help smiling with her.

"Well, good luck," I told her. "I'd better get to class." I thought of Donald and Adam, and hoped that everything I'd done for them has turned out as well as it did for Barbara.

I was almost to my class, when another female voice stopped me in my tracks. This one I knew from hours of lectures last semester. Professor Frankens was standing in the doorway to her classroom, as I turned to look at her. She was dressed pretty modestly for her, with a suit jacket on, and a skirt that actually went all the way down to her ankles.

"I need to have a talk with you, Mr. Xavier," she told me, as she opened the door wider to let me through. As I entered her classroom, wondering why she was being so formal, I saw that it was empty and guessed that she didn't have a class this hour. My first thought was that she was after a tryst, but I really didn't feel up to it quite yet that morning, and knew I needed to save my strength for that evening.

The professor stepped back in front of me, and led me down to her office. I was trying to come up with a way to gently turn her down, without having to talk too much, knowing that my voice still had an effect on her.

I still hadn't come up with a way, when she sat down behind her desk and looked me squarely in the eyes. Her brown orbs bore into me for a bit, and I realized that she probably hadn't brought me in here for sex, after all.

"First of all, Mr. Xavier, I want to thank you for being discreet about what happened between us before Winter break," she told me, her voice stiff and formal.

I gave her a quick nod, still wary of speaking.

"Please understand that what I did was wrong," she continued. "In my years of teaching I have never crossed that line with a student. I still don't fully understand why I did so with you. I hope you don't harbor any ill will towards me for what I did, or for saying that it can't happen again."

To say I was disappointed would be an understatement. I had truly enjoyed my encounter with the sexy professor, and even with the guilt of knowing that I'd manipulated her into it, I'd looked forward to further escapades with her. I saw that she was looking at me, waiting for an answer. I still didn't want to speak though, and influence her unduly. When I gave her another nod, she grimaced, but continued.

"I've put in my resignation here, and have already been accepted in another college across state." Her tone was sad now, and I felt sorry for her.

"No," I said, before I could think better of it, and saw her shudder slightly at the sound of my voice, but I went on. "You don't have to do that. I promise not to tell anyone, and we don't have to...to you know..." for some reason I had a hard time saying sex in front of this older woman, despite what we'd done together. I figured it had something to do with the formal attitude she was portraying, and didn't want to be the first one to say it.

"But I do, Mr. Xavier," she insisted. "Even as you speak, I feel myself being drawn to you. I can't risk losing my career over the desires of my body." Her face grew stern, and she looked at me harder. "Make no mistake; I'm not saying that I'm in love with you or anything of that sort, only that I can separate lust from love."

Only then did I realize that she blamed herself for what we'd done. It wasn't her fault, and I truly felt bad for my part in it, but could see that she was determined to go, no matter what I said. If I were willing to use my switches on her, I could change her mind, I knew, but I still wasn't willing to cross that line again.

"I understand," I told her. "You will be missed," and not just by me. I knew how most of the male students liked to ogle the beautiful professor, and not a just few of the females, too.

"I have already ensured that you will pass my class, this semester. I have no doubt you would have done it on your own. Professor Hallowburton will be taking over Math Club practices from now on. I will be here till the end of term, but would ask that you don't say anything to anyone until after I'm gone." She sounded depressed, and I wished there was something I could do for her, but short of making a 'happy' switch, I didn't know what else to do.

Professor Hallowburton was an alright kind of guy, but he was no Frankens. She would be sorely missed in Math Club practices as well.

"I won't tell anyone," I told her again, mentally thinking other than Shanna, who I'd already told, but I felt sure she wouldn't say anything to anyone about it.

In the end, saddened, but knowing that she was doing what she felt was best for her, I made the 'happy' switch, and put some effort behind turning it on. It might be that I would need that strength later, but Professor Frankens deserved it, after how I'd used my switches on her before. I wished her the best of luck, and left her office.

There was a commotion outside the classroom as I walked out, and I had to grab someone to find out what was going on.

"It's all over the news!" the other student yelled at me, before running on, somewhat fearfully, I thought.

I had no idea what he was talking about, so pulled out my android phone, and started looking at news sites, online. It didn't take me long to find out. Government satellites had picked up asteroids moving at a high rate of speed towards the Earth. If the objects continued on their current trajectory, they were likely to hit the planet. Estimates ranged on how much damage the supposed asteroids would cause, and which cities would be hit the hardest.

A spokesperson for the Whitehouse stated that the asteroids were moving faster than any other asteroids they've ever encountered, which was why they'd only came into visible range late last night, and would start impacting the Earth sometime tomorrow morning.

I read a few more stories on it, and even went to a religious link that started talking about the end of days, and the second coming. Everybody was scared, and the best advice I read stated that the smartest thing to do would be to stay home, unless you knew of a fallout shelter you could use.

The government stated that they were trying to figure out some way to disperse the asteroids, and that they were working with other world leaders to find a solution to the problem. I wished them luck, but didn't have much faith in it.

I knew better. Those weren't asteroids flying free in space on a collision course. They were the demon's fleet, coming to eradicate the human race. Staying home or even fleeing to the mountains as other sites had recommended, would be useless. Fallout shelters might work, but I doubted it. No, the best hope was that I needed to come up with some sort of strategy to stop them.

I didn't have much faith in that plan, either.

School for the rest of the day was cancelled, so that we could go home and try to be with our families.

The streets were packed, and I was thankful that I'd walked this morning, hoping the chill winter air would help me wake up. I passed a couple shops on my way home, and saw that the looters had already begun to deface property, and break in windows. If it was this bad already, I didn't even want to think about how bad it would be tonight.

Perhaps my last night on Earth. I shook, to rid myself of the defeating thought.

Shanna called me as I walked into my apartment. "Have you seen the news?" she asked excitedly, and I could hear the fear in her voice.

"Yeah, I just found out. Did you go to class today?" I asked back.

"No, I just woke up. I saw they closed the campus. It's not asteroids, is it?" Her tone told me she already knew the answer. "It's your demons, instead," she answered her own question.

"Yeah, I think it is," my reply was short, but I couldn't think of anything else to say.

"When are you coming to get me?" For a second I was perplexed, and then I remembered her demand to be there when I went up against the aliens.

"Shanna, you're safer here on Earth than you will be up there," I tried to tell her softly.

"No, Nick," she shot back at me hotly, "If you're going to be in any kind of danger, then I demand to be there, too. You promised."

I hadn't really promised, but I was still too tired to argue. I decided that when Lela came to get me, I would just happen to forget that she was to pick up Shanna too, in all of the excitement. Either she would understand, or she wouldn't, but she would be safer on Earth, than up in that ship.

I pulled up pictures of the supposed asteroids online, and saw that they were flying in formation. I knew the government couldn't have missed that fact, and realized that the asteroids were a cover up. I wondered what their real plan would be, and if it might interfere with whatever I was going to do.

It was impossible to tell just how many ships there were in the grainy photos, but I could easily see that it was a lot more than the seven ships Lela and I had at our disposal. This wouldn't be a fight, and it would take everything I had at my disposal, to make sure it didn't turn into a massacre.

"One more time," I heard coming from Dennis's room as I walked to the kitchen to get a glass of water, and wondered what was going on.

"But I'm exhausted," I heard Dennis say back.

"We may be dead tomorrow, dammit. Get it back up, and let's go again." I laughed inside, thankful that some people were coping with the crisis by other means than looting, and vandalizing.

'Go to your room,' the message flashed before my eyes. I set down my glass half drank, and walked into my room, for what I hoped wasn't the last time.

There was a short flash of light as I passed through the doorway, and I found myself on Lela's ship, in the featureless, blue-lit room. Summer was already there, and she was hopping from one foot to the other in impatience.

"Oh, good, you're here!" she spouted as soon as she saw me. She gripped me in a fierce hug, before pulling back, and searching my eyes.

"Good to see you too, sis," I tried to greet her cheerfully, but didn't have it in me right then. "Are we going after the demons already? I thought we were doing that tonight..."

Apparently she either didn't like my words, or what she saw on my face. I soon found out it was the latter.

"You look like shit," she told me. "Why didn't you try to get more sleep last night?" I almost laughed as I saw how tired she looked.

For a moment, I wondered if she knew what I'd been doing with Shanna, Gina, and Nancy, and knew that it was possible, as Lela was always watching me. I noticed how upset she seemed, and could feel her hands shaking on my arms.

"I'm sorry, stuff came up," as I said that, her quick glance at my crotch told me she knew exactly what I'd been doing. "Relax, will you? We still have some time before we face them." I tried to get her to calm down, but my soothing tone seemed to have the opposite effect.

"It's not that... Something...um..." Summer bit her lower lip, as she tried to formulate what she wanted to say. "Lela's been incapacitated," she finally blurts out, and I feel like my whole world has just been rocked.

"Lela? How?" I demand to know, gripping my sister's arms now. I felt a knot form in my stomach, as I worried about the gentle alien, but my logical mind took over. If Lela was down, it wasn't a complete loss, as there were still six other ships. Ships that couldn't fight and I had no experience in. Maybe if another alien piloted... "Where's Harana?"

The fear increased in Summer's blue eyes. "She is taking care of Lela," she whispered.

"What happened to Lela?' I demanded to know again, wondering why Summer was acting like this, and then it occurred to me. "The kids?"

She nods, and I can see tears running down her cheeks now. Fear grips my heart. Not the kids, too, oh, please not the kids, too! I have to get to Lela, I know, but I don't know how to open the hatch that leads to her.

"Lela, Harana!" I yell, hoping to get one of their attentions. "I can't open the door. Lemme back there."

"Nick," Summer's hand on my shoulder makes me feel claustrophobic, and I shake it off, "You can open it with the nanites. Just send the command to the ship mentally." I look at my sister stupidly. Could it really be that easy? I knew that she could have done it for me, but that had never been my sister's way. She was always willing to help me, but never one to do things for me. How ironic that her ability ended up being the same way.

Without hesitation, I mentally commanded the ship to open the door, and sure enough, it opened to my right. I dashed through it, headless of the blackness that surrounded me. I knew I had a few steps before the path turned, and my eyes adjusted to the infrared light, before I slammed into the wall. I ran the entire way to where I knew Lela to be, and held up outside her door, slightly out of breath, and full of dread.

Suddenly I was apprehensive, not certain what I'd find inside. Summer hadn't told me what had happened with Lela's and my kids. She'd only told me that the alien was incapacitated, and then she'd started crying.

No, I thought, they had to be okay. Something about the alien hatching process must have been hard for the mother. Try as hard as I might, though, I couldn't convince myself of that. How could eggs hatching be hard on the mother?

I don't know how long I stood outside that doorway, but finally I concluded that I had to walk through it. I had to face what was inside. Commanding the ship to open this door, I stepped through.

Lela wasn't on the incubator, as she had been every other time I'd been in here, and for just a moment, I wondered at that oddity, till my brain realized that the children wouldn't be in there, when they hatched. I sensed her switches in an adjoining room, and opened that hatchway before going in.

It took me a moment to comprehend the scene before me. Lela was lying on the floor, her arms around some small, unmoving objects, and Harana had her arm around the older alien, trying to comfort her, and talking in their dual-toned language.

I took a step forward, my eyes and even my senses drawn to the six or seven objects that Lela was cradling. I could hear what I took to be crying from Lela, and only then did it really hit me that our kids hadn't survived.

I didn't know what to think, or even what to feel. Yes, they were my kids, but they weren't entirely human, and it wasn't like I had helped incubate the eggs. The entire time Lela had been on that incubator, it had almost felt like she was taking care of someone else's eggs.

But now that I saw the tiny things, it struck home. These tiny things were the product of Lela's and my mating. I had helped create these tiny creatures, and there was some small part of me in each one. My eyes could see that they were gone, but my heart refused to believe it.

I dropped to my knees next to Lela, and only then did the other two notice me, but I ignored them. There was something...

I looked at the tiny creatures, marveling at how they looked. They had the pinkish skin of Lela's race, but it was tinged just a bit by the baby pink of a human baby. Their eyes were smaller than Lela's in comparison to the head, which was also smaller in comparison to their body. I noticed that some had four fingers and some had three. There were six in all, and they all had light tufts of hair on their peaceful heads. If I ignored the fact that they weren't breathing, I could almost imagine that they were all sleeping peacefully.

All of this I noted with the outside of my concentration, however. There was something... It almost felt like I could sense them, like I could with my switches, but I had never made switches in these little creatures.

"I tried to save them," Lela's voice penetrated the fog that surrounded my mind, distracting me. "Our DNA just didn't mix," I could barely understand her, as she tried to speak English through her tears. "They all broke their shells, but didn't live long past that." Lela choked up again, and Harana tried unsuccessfully to console her.

Why can I sense them, if their dead and I haven't given them a switch? The question played through my head a few times, before something occurred to me.

Without a word, I jumped up and ran back to the blue room. I didn't say a word as I burst in, only stopping long enough to grab Summer's wrist, and drag her after me. She yelped when she passed into the darkness, but I knew her eyes would adjust soon enough, thanks to her nanites.

"Nick, what are you...?" she tried to ask me, but I just kept running.

As soon as we were in the room with Lela, Harana, and my kids, I finally stopped, and felt for them again. It was fainter now, but I could still make them out. I had to hurry, or it might be too late.

"Take off your shirt," I commanded my sister, as I started to do the same. Would it be enough, or would it take more contact? I didn't know, but I had to try.

"I hardly think now is the time—" Summer started to protest, but I cut her off.

"Just do it! Hurry, before it's too late." Summer looked from me to Lela and back again, before quickly removing her shirt. I didn't think I had time to explain, my sense of them was fading too fast.

Lela and Harana started saying something in their language, but I ignored them as I hugged my sister close to me, and felt my strength with the switches magnify greatly at the contact. A small part of me noticed she wasn't wearing a bra, and I was grateful for the extra skin that would be made. I commanded the ship to bathe us and the babies in the healing yellow light, not knowing if it would be necessary, but wanting every advantage I could have. I felt Summer pulling down her pants, hindered slightly as we hugged, and then she worked on mine. They hit the floor a second later, and she wrapped one leg around mine, and placed the other between my legs. I closed both of mine, and knew it was now or never.

This was about the most physical contact I was going to be able to have with her, short of actually having sex. Intercourse was the furthest thing from my mind right then, as I started to form the group switch, and attaching it to all six babies.

I tried to push it, but nothing happened. I pushed harder, then harder still on their 'life' switch. I didn't know if it would work, but I knew I could sense them, and how could I do that, unless they were still alive, but too weak to register to Lela's advanced technology. I noticed that the switch I'd made wasn't completely off, and that gave me hope.

I groaned as I threw everything I had behind the switch, and some distant part of me heard Summer moan as well, but I ignored it as I felt the switch move a little. It was just a tiny bit at first, but as I continued to shove against the switch, it picked up speed.

Just before I blacked out from the effort of moving the switch, I heard a small, almost imperceptible yawn.

* * *

I awoke with a start, as fear coursed through me, followed immediately by a massive pain in my skull, and I collapsed backwards onto a soft surface.

"He's awake," a voice said, sounding almost distant, but I recognized it as Shanna's.

What's she doing here? I wondered, and then realized that I must have been dropped back off at home, after I...

I sat up again, as I remembered why I'd been unconscious in the first place. "My kids," I croaked, wondering at the sound of my own voice.

"They're fine," Summer told me, as my eyes tried to adjust to the light. Something didn't seem right. Everything had a yellow tinge to it, which threw my vision off.

So Summer was here too. By the sound of her voice, she was doing better than I had been. "You saved them, Nick. I'm so proud of you. You did it!"

I felt a hand grip a hold of mine, and gave it a squeeze, but I still couldn't focus my eyes. I knew the hand to be my sister's, because I could sense my switches better, and could even feel the one that I'd made for the six little babies.

"My eyes," I said, glad my voice was improving a little as I spoke. "I can't seem to focus."

I felt someone take my other hand, and knew from the switches I sensed that it must have been Shanna. "Lela said you caused some damage to yourself, saving your kids. The nanites and this yellow light are working on healing you, but it is going to take a bit." That's nice, I think, the yellow light will get me better in no time. Wait... Yellow light... In my room? I slightly remembered Lela using it that night in the basement, and relaxed. "Nick, you really had us worried. We understand what you did, but it almost killed you." I could hear the fear in her voice, and pulled the blurry blob that I thought was her to me for a hug. Summer hugged me too, and I was grateful to sense my switches increase. At least I hadn't burned that out.

"How long till the demons arrive?" I ask, afraid of how long I'd been out.

"They're just entering the solar system now," Summer said, and I bolted to my feet. Shanna had to hold me steady, as a wave of dizziness washed over me.

"Then we need to get to the ship immediately," I said, wondering why I wasn't there already. I guessed there would be no excuse for leaving Shanna behind now, but it couldn't be helped. I needed to stop the demons from ravaging the Earth.

"Sit down," Summer commanded in her older sister voice, and I found myself obeying before I could think better of it. "We're on the ship, and heading out to meet them. You need to rest, and recover, before we face them."

We're already on the ship? Then that means that they picked up Shanna on their own. Part of me wanted to curse them for putting my girlfriend in danger, but another part recognized that they couldn't know what was in my mind, only what I had said. And I'd said she could be here.

"Nick," this time it was Shanna speaking, "I am so proud of you for what you did, but are you going to be up to stopping the demons now?"

I didn't know how to answer the fear in her voice. I couldn't see, and when I'd stood up, I'd been too dizzy to even think about moving. Had I given my children life, only to see it taken away, because I was going to be too weak to stop the demons?

"I have to try," I told her finally, uncertain of what else I could say or do.

"I'll be right here with you," my sister said. "We're in this together." I felt her lips on my cheek for just a moment.

"I'll be here too, though I can't help the way your sister can," Shanna said next, and she too kissed me. Her kiss was on the lips though, and while there wasn't any tongue, its tender touch told me what words couldn't about how she felt for me. "Remember," she told both Summer and I, "use your strongest weapon first, not last." I knew what she meant, and cared for her all the more for it.

'Close your eyes, it's time.' The words floated across my vision, the only thing I could see clearly. I truly hoped that I would be able to see what the nanites showed me, better than my own eyes were working.

I lay down as I closed my eyes, and felt hands on my body removing the last bits of clothing I had on. Summer climbed on top of my body, pressing her naked chest to mine. 'You take care of the demons,' her words told me, 'I'll take care of the contact.'

I felt a mouth engulf my limp penis, bringing it slowly to life, at the same time stars blossomed in my vision. We were stopped, and I could just make out where the demon's ships were approaching us, surrounded by the tell-tale red rings.

For a split second, I felt stark, maddening terror, as I saw how large their force was. Even the other six ships arrayed with three on each side of me, couldn't give me comfort against a force that size. There were more ships than even the grainy photos I'd seen had hinted at.

I could feel that I was fully hard in Shanna's mouth now. There was no denying the skill she had with her tongue. Even distracted as I was with the demon fleet, she had been able to get me hard. A few seconds later, I felt summer slide her body back, as I slowly entered her and the sense of my switches increased ten-fold.

I realized that I was thinking of the ship as me, more than something I was in control of, and sent a message to Lela. 'Can you give me complete control over movement of the ship, so that I can move us with my mind?'

There was a pause, before the word, 'Done,' appeared before me.

I felt my sister start to slowly rock back and forth on me, while still keeping as much contact with me as possible. The actual coitus wasn't required for her to magnify my ability, but the pleasant sensations that coursed through my body helped to distract me from my fear. It also kept me hard, giving me more surface contact with her.

Fear... What had I done, that had removed my fear of Bradley, my old boss? I had silenced him, I recalled. If only I could do something like that with the demon ships. Since I couldn't hear them, making them quiet wouldn't work. I had to strip away what made them scary to me. Well, that was their numbers. Was there some way I could reduce their numbers without killing them? With my kids, my sister, and my girlfriend on board this ship, did I even have the luxury to have a conscience concerning their deaths?

I could hear Summer moaning into my ear, as her pussy milked my cock, and her large breasts slid up and down my chest, her nipples hard. I could hear myself moaning too. I lost a little bit of contact with Summer, but a second later, I felt her hand on the back of my head, pulling me up, and into her tit. I automatically started suckling, as she came.

They were easily within range of my switches now, and the first thing I did, was make a switch for their weapons systems. A sharp pain lanced through my head as I made it for the group, and I felt my head land back on the soft floor, releasing the nipple I'd been sucking on.

"Nick!" Shanna yelled, concerned for me, but I had to ignore her for the moment, as I felt some of the demon ships start up their weapons in preparation to destroy the seven impudent ships before them.

"He's fine," Summer said, moaning slightly, as she continued to ride my pole. "He's still recovering, but this yellow light is helping." Despite her words, I could sense the fear in her.

Indeed the light was helping, as the pain had already gone by the time my sister finished speaking. I was fully seated inside me, and a part of me wondered that I was all the way within her vagina. Was it was the nanites or the healing light that was allowing me to fit inside her snug wallet?

The other part of me quickly flipped the group switch, turning off all of their weapons, and keeping them off.

The enemy ships seemed to mill around for a moment, as they tried to get their weapons back up, but they were no match for the power of my switches, especially when those switches were buttressed by my sister and the yellow light. Nothing could move a switch I'd made with Summer.

I peeked one eye open, and could just make out my sister's face, bobbing above mine. I could see her clearly, and knew that the nanites and light were doing their job. Summer saw me peaking at her, and mashed her lips to mine. Her tongue entered my mouth, as she pressed our two bodies together.

My switches' power increased a little more, and I started lifting my hips to meet her rocking. She felt fantastic, and despite the incongruity of the situation, I was filling exhilarated.

The demons had finally decided that they weren't going to be able to shoot us out of their way, and seven ships came forward to sacrifice themselves, by ramming into us. I was thankful the remainder of the fleet held back.

I immediately took evasive maneuvers, rolling to the right, and realizing that I was rolling around with my sister as well. The demon ship that had chosen us changed course to match, and here was where my gaming skills came in handy. Viewing the ship as an extension of my will, I could move and change directions at the speed of thought. Oddly, every move I made was copied by a move with my body, and Summer held on for dear life, as we rolled all over the place. When I dove, my pelvis would pull back, and when I climbed, my hips drove forward, piercing her wet crevice with my cock.

The demon ship barely missed my port side, and it dawned on me that even though my video gaming skills came in handy here, there was no reset switch, and one mistake meant all of our lives. I looked around to see how the other ships were faring. One of ours was smoking, and not moving. Another had two on its tale, and it didn't look good. I realized that the pink-skinned aliens were poorly suited for even this type of battle.

Thinking fast, I rolled Summer around, as I barrel-rolled the ship, and dove between the other vessels. I sensed more than saw that my pursuing ship collide with one of the others. I looked back, and saw that the remaining ship had broken off its pursuit and was now after me.

I felt awful for the deaths I'd caused, but I knew it was either them or us.

Even with the distraction of avoiding the enemy ships, the feel of Summer's vagina sliding around my cock felt wonderful. It also helped to distract me from any crippling fear I might have felt.

"Some of the demons are headed for Earth!" I heard Shanna yell, and even as I looked, I knew it was true. No longer content to wait and see how the chase went, some of the demon ships had broken free of the main formation, and were headed to Earth.

I charged for the errant ships, but two other demon vessels blocked my path, and I barely pulled up in time to avoid a collision; my cock driving deep into my sister, and making her cry out.

I now had three ships on my tail, as I turned and started heading for the smoking friendly vessel. I had to get these demons off of my tail, so I could stop the ships heading for Earth. As I approached the smoking vessel, I mentally sent the command to teleport all living aliens to this one, and then pulled hard to starboard at the last second.

As I did this, I felt myself go even deeper into Summer's pussy, and I moaned as my cock entered her womb; my cock's head getting strangled by the tightness of her deepest and most sensitive parts.

Two demon ships failed to turn sharp enough and crashed, leaving one still on my tail.

Dammit, I thought, if only I could get rid of their aggressiveness!

"I'm cumming, Nick!" Summer screamed, distracting me for just a second. "Oh, gawd, I'm gonna cum!" Her words combined with her cunt milking my cock were enough to send me over the edge. As I filled her womb full of my seed, I felt the switch for their aggressiveness form, and flip at the same time, draining the last of my energy away, and blackness swallowed me whole.

When I came to, I had to blink my eyes a few times to see, and my head was throbbing again. A pleasant sensation was surrounding my cock, but I couldn't see past my sister's concerned face.

"You're awake!" she exclaimed upon seeing my open eyes. Her face seemed oddly flushed, and she even seemed to moan a little as she said it.

"Wh-what happened?" I asked groggily, already feeling the healing yellow light force my headache to recede.

"The demons have stopped chasing us," Summer told me, her eyes closed momentarily as she sucked in her bottom lip.

Only then did I realize why my cock felt so pleasant. I knew that two-tongued technique; Harana or Lela must be giving me a blowjob, and keeping me hard. They must have done that when I passed out, so that when I awoke. I could reconnect with my sister, and keep my switches powerful. That didn't explain why Summer seemed to be enjoying herself, though.

My sister must have seen the confused look on my face, and correctly interpreted it. "Harana is scooping your cum out of me," she informed me. "You came a lot, and she is trying to get it out, but it feels good, too. She is about to...uhh, get me off."

Just as Summer started to convulse on top of me, Harana let my cock free, and slipped it back into Summer's vagina.

I moaned as we reconnected, and felt the power of my switches magnify again. I knew I couldn't use them again so quickly, and was glad that I'd been able to buy us a little time..

"No," Summer moaned as she came down from her orgasm. "In my ass. I don't want to get pregnant from this." I nodded, and pulled my hips down, and let Harana aim me for her rectum. I was easily slick enough, and slipped right past my sister's sphincter, causing us both to moan again.

"The other ships!" I exclaimed, suddenly remembering them.

Shanna was the one to answer this time, "We were able to see everything you did. This room changed, and it was incredible! I'm so sorry, Nick. Those ships are long gone, though. Lela says they're likely to Earth by now."

Despite how good my sister's colon felt around my cock, I felt it wilt a little at this news. I had failed. Those other ships would have been outside of my range when I created the 'anti-aggression' switch. I only hoped that my fellow humans could handle the few ships that'd made it through. Knowing that their weapons wouldn't work, soothed my fears, some.

Right now, though, I needed to concentrate on the rest of the fleet that was still here. I closed my eyes and pulled Summer's face down to mine, kissing her deeply, as I lifted my hips, and felt myself re-hardening.

I could see the demon ships still floating out there in space, waiting, and likely wondering what was happening to them. They might not be aggressive at the moment, but they still posed a threat. I needed to stop that threat for good, or all would be lost.

My headache was nearly gone now, and I knew it was partly in thanks to the healing light, and also thanks to how wonderful Summer felt on top of me. I could feel her sphincter sliding up and down my rod, my entire length piercing her colon.

I allowed my hands to drop down to her rear, and grabbed a globe in each hand, as I examined the ships before me.

I needed a way to stop their aggressiveness permanently. Derek's image flashed before my mind, and I recalled what I'd done to him, changing him into a female. Somehow I didn't think changing their sex would help, but perhaps another biological change would do the trick. I knew I would need the added strength of another orgasm though, to accomplish it, and threw all of my concentration into making love to my sister's tight ass.

I lifted my head, and brought one of her teats to my lips, sucking gently, as I increased the pace of my hips.

"Damn," Summer moaned above me, "I'm going to cum again, Nick." She started to convulse on top of me, her ass squeezing my length, and feeling fantastic, but still not enough to make me cum.

I opened my eyes, and saw Harana and Shanna watching us, and knew that I would need to enlist their help.

"Shanna, Harana, I know what I need to do, but I need your help," I told them. "Shanna, get naked and come here," Harana was already naked.

Shanna did as I asked, a curious look on her face, and walked over to Summer and I. "I don't know how I can help, Nick. I'm not like your sister."

I told her what I wanted, and she sat on my face, my sister moving slightly as my girlfriend got situated. Summer did her best to keep as much physical contact with me as possible. I had Haran kneel between Summer's and my legs, and felt her two tongues go to work on my balls. I needed to be as turned on as possible, so that I could form the switch as I came.

I sucked hard on Shanna's labia, and noted that she was already wet. Despite the fear that she must have been feeling, watching Summer and I roll around must have been turning her on.

I felt Summer lift up, while keeping as much contact with my body, and knew that she must have been sucking on Shanna's tits as I began to nibble on her clitoris. I reached my hands up, and pinched both of Summer's nipples between my fingers, making her moan into Shanna's chest.

Shanna ground her crotch against my lips and tongue, while I enjoyed the feeling of Harana's tongues on my balls and Summer's ass gliding up and down my hard shaft.

Having three women pleasing me was enough to increase my libido, and I felt my orgasm building. I squeezed my eyes closed to form the switch I needed in my mind.

Summer dropped her chest down to mine, and our chins connected as we both licked Shanna's creaming crotch. I tasted a flood of my girlfriend's cum a second before Summer's colon squeezed my throbbing rod, and I unloaded myself into my sister's colon.

It took every ounce of mental strength I had left to make and then move the switch. I had just enough time to sense the demons becoming herbivores, before I passed out.

* * *

Epilogue

It took nearly two months for me to recover from that last switch. Two months in the ship under the healing yellow light, while the changed demons and friendly pink aliens came to an understanding and a truce.

That final switch didn't change all of the demons in the universe, only the ones that were within range at the time. However, according to the new truce, the Earth had a defensive friendly force. Some of the demons went with a few of the female pink aliens, to defend their home planet. The rest went to Earth to fight those that'd made it past me during the battle. It took almost ten years to flush all of the carnivorous demons from the Earth. Ten years of chaos, violence, and the beginning of a new age for humanity.

When I awoke from my coma, after the two months, I had a number of surprises awaiting me. Summer was pregnant with my child. She had debated on whether or not to keep it, and in the end decided that she couldn't get rid of it. She even helped Shanna and Julia find a large enough house for the four of us to live in.

Julia and Shanna had worked out their differences, apparently, and Shanna had come to Lela's ship to visit me every day in my convalescence. She told me all about reconciling her trust issues concerning Julia, and couldn't wait for me to come back down to the Earth to be with them.

Gina and I are still great friends, and is actually living next door to us now. I try to encourage her to find someone else, but she keeps telling me she will only leave me when she finds someone better. Fifteen years, and three kids later, she still hasn't found anyone else.

Robin had apparently become pregnant as well, despite all of Dennis's precautions. They ended up getting married before the child was born, and even had three more children, though none of them looked anything like the first. It didn't take long for their oldest to start displaying interests in the geekier things in life. I kept my mouth shut about my thoughts about his real father, but somehow I don't think it escaped Dennis's notice.

All of my children with Lela were doing well, and going strong. They were growing faster than normal humans, yet slower than the pink aliens. They also seemed to grasp concepts and thoughts faster than either race. All of Lela's and my children were speaking both languages fluently by the time I came to.

My mother had been worried sick about me, until Summer'd brought her up to visit me. With the demons still roaming the Earth at that time, she was filled with fear at first, but Harana and Lela put her at ease. She took the news of Summer's pregnancy a little hard at the beginning, but in the end agreed that she couldn't get rid of the child. When I finally saw her again, she almost looked like a different woman, my switches having taken their affect on her, increasing her skin elasticity and slowing her aging. She looked twenty years younger, and Summer informed me that they were constantly mistaken for sisters.

When the unchanged demons first arrived on Earth to start devouring the human race and Earth's resources, one of their first victims was my father's girlfriend. The sight had completely unnerved my father, and he came crawling back to my mom. To her credit, she told him where to go, and in no uncertain terms how to get there.

Old Mrs. Polkins was found in the dean's office one day; or rather, under it, by the dean's wife. Somehow the wife didn't take it too well, but last I heard, Mrs. Polkins had found herself another job as a high school nurse, and none of the students were complaining. I never did see professor Frankens again.

All of those surprises were minor compared to finding out that I had burned my ability out. I was too weak when I used that last switch, and no matter what Lela did, the ability was gone. I couldn't even sense any of the switches I'd made, or my half-human children.

Despite my lack of a special ability, Lela and Harana insisted that I be the main liaison between the three races. Even at my young age, the world leaders agreed, though some felt slighted because they were left with no choice in the matter. Lela, Harana, and even the demons made sure of that.

Some of the other modified human's came to the rescue of their race, during that ten years, but some used their abilities for their own gain. Once the carnivorous demons were dealt with, Lela, Harana, my sister, Shanna, Shannon, and even Gina, helped me to capture the rogue humans, and deactivate their special genes.

Five years after the last rogue human was found and dealt with, we realized that all of my children had my ability. They are all working on healing mine, though I have come to terms with its loss.

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Author's note:
I hope you have enjoyed my final series, Bait and Switch. Keep an eye out for garbonzo607's spin-off of this series, coming out later.