Your a Horse!!!!!

I was walking through the woods not a year ago, just behind my Uncle’s house. It was dark out, just after dusk, but I felt unafraid. I knew these woods, and there was nothing in them more threatening than a fox, so I continued down to my spot down by the creek where I go to when I want to think. Sometimes I’ll even sleep down there. I reached the flat rock that was buried flush with the ground right up on the creeks edge, and started building up a small fire with some sticks and fire wood that I kept down there. In no time at all there was a nice fire going, and me there roasting a hotdog. My life feels boring, nothing ever happens to me. I’m not particularly smart or athletic, though I am on the football team, and in the “harder” classes. Coming out here makes me different from other people; I’m unafraid of being alone in the dark where others would be.
As the hotdog is starting to sizzle, I hear something. A twig snapped, and I think that it must be a raccoon or something like that, maybe even a deer if I’m lucky, so I stare into the shadows where I think the noise came from. For several moments, nothing happens, but as I take a bite out of my hotdog a light shines.
Dam! I think. I hadn’t considered that it might be human, and I’m not supposed to be out this late. I start to get up, but stop as the light draws into the clearing of trees. My first thought is that it’s a horse, a horse so white that the moonlight reflects off of it like snow on a sunny day, but looking closer I realize that it has a horn. It’s a unicorn!
“Please, sit down.” Says the unicorn, and although I didn’t see it move, save for the swish of it’s tail, the voice couldn’t have been anyone else.
“Whoa, you just talked. A unicorn just talked to me.”
“Yes, I am a unicorn, in fact I am one of the last. There are only five unicorns left, and they are all female, like me. I fear we will die out before too long.”
“Well that’s horrible,” I say, taking a bite out of my hotdog. “I wish I could help you, but…”
“Oh, but you can,” she says, eyes sparkling. “That is why I’m here tonight. I’ve been watching you, and I think you’re perfect.”
I swallow the rest of my hotdog, using the time to think. I can see already where this is going, this imaginary creature is going to have me go on a quest or something, just like some sort of gay dungeons and dragons deal, and I’ll wake up next to my fire after having dozed off before I’m even halfway done doing whatever she asks me to do.
“Sure,” I say. “What can I do to help you”
The unicorn looks away, as if it were suddenly shy, but then looks me in the eye.
“I need you to become a unicorn. Believe me when I say this is a last resort, but if you’re willing to help, I will turn you into a unicorn, and you will breed with me. If you accept, there will be no turning back, and the process itself will be long.”
I stare at her, trying to figure out if this is really a dream, she certainly looks real. Still, I suppose I must be dreaming, or hallucinating. What can the harm be Besides, this might be sexy. I’ve only just started high school, and I haven’t been getting much action, so what’s the harm in some fantasy.
“Ok…so if I accepted, how would I become a unicorn, what would happen.”
“Well, magic users for centuries have used unicorn hair, horns, and blood in their magic, greatly increasing the potency of their power and potions. Many great and terrible things have been done through the use of unicorns, and as a result of the demand for unicorn the numbers of unicorns dropped from hunting. Still, no magic user has discovered this secrete. Unicorn milk also has great magic potential, and if drunk by a human, who is not yet fully grown, it will turn them into a unicorn. You must drink my milk every night, until what I have is not enough to fill you, for until then you will not truly be a unicorn. I do not know how long it will take, but I am lactating tonight, and, unless you help me, tonight only. You need not worry about being hunted yourself, for the males of our species resemble horses, and do not have the distinguishing horn. We shall protect you and take you to a safe place once the transformation is complete.”
“Wait, so I’m your races only chance”
“It would appear so.”
I look into the fire. “Well then I guess I have no choice then. What do I do.”
She walks over to me, the clop of her hooves on the rock echoing through the woods.
“You must drink, as the young of our species do.”
I kneel down beside her, and examine her soft white underbelly. Indeed, there are two nipples under each of her rear legs. Reaching up in a sudden act of free will and carelessness I put my face against her fur, latched onto the nearest black nipple, and began sucking. Immediately gushes of hot, thick, and creamy milk start pulling out as I suck, now enormously hungry and thirsty. The unicorn sighs from relief as the pressure is released, but very quickly I start becoming full. It’s almost as if the milk had expanded in my stomach, and now rests like lead.
“Very good, and thank you. My milk is very nutritious, so you may not have much of an appetite, even though you will be experiencing a great deal of growth, and I would ask that you not eat anything so as to save as much room as possible for tomorrow night. I will see you tomorrow, little one. Go back to bed.”
“Ok…” I say, suddenly very drowsy from the warm, filling milk. I decide that I might as well sleep outside tonight, and I set my watch to wake me up early, so that I can slip into my bedroom before my uncle gets up.
“Sweet dreams little one.”
The next morning I wake up to the beeping of my watch. I had fallen asleep on the rock, up against the firewood.
That was a heck of a dream, I think. Standing up, I brush myself off, and kick the ashes from the fire into the creek. Quickly, I sneak back into my room, and head into the hall to use the restroom. I pull down my pants to go number one, but very quickly find that I can’t find my penis. A thrill of panic runs through me, was that dream real Did that unicorn turn me into a woman I look down, and realize that my dick isn’t gone, to my relief, but rather hidden inside a sheath of skin with the head just barely sticking out. The head of my penis is huge, and from my time on the internet I realize it’s a horses penis. The area around my penis his covered in quarter inch long, thick brown hair, as well as the inside of my legs. My ball sac has become leathery and black, as well as my penis, and my balls themselves have practically doubled in size, now the size of large walnuts.
Damn, I think. How am I gonna piss The angle is all wrong, unless I wanted to arch it into the toilet. Maybe I can give myself a chubby, so I can have a little play to aim with. And so I start rubbing the head and thinking sexual thoughts. Almost immediately my new penis starts expanding and sliding out of it’s pouch, so I stop masturbating, and with a foot long flaccid cock I piss like a race horse into the toilet, literally.
Shit, I think. That was definitely not a dream then, unless I’ve just gone crazy and I’m in a rubber room right now. I don’t think I’m crazy, so what am I gonna do I sit down on the toilet seat. Well, I guess I go with it. She did say I was her only hope, and I made a deal. Besides, who’ll miss me And what do I have to look forward to in life except a low paying job Heck, like I said, this could be sexy, correct that, is sexy.
I look down at my shrinking cock, and I get an idea. Might as well test the new system ,I think, since I might not have hands for long. Taking out the hand lotion from the cabinet, I squirt a large amount into my hands after setting aside a pile of unrolled toilet paper. Rubbing my hands together, I start massaging my member, and it immediately responds to me by extending more and more. I realize I made a miscalculation on how much lotion I’ll need, and fill my hands up with more. Very quickly I have a rock hard boner, and it has to be at least two and a half feet long, almost as thick as my wrist, and reaches up to my mouth. I can’t pass this opportunity up, so I wash off the top end of my dick in the tub, then start sucking it. The head is huge, I have to open up all the way to fit it in, and then I start massaging the shaft while sucking the end, licking the piss hole and the head, and trying to deep throat it, though the angle is all wrong for that. It’s definitely not a human cock, and looks a whole a lot different than my cock had before I met the unicorn, the head being bumpy instead of smooth, and my sheath that had been hiding most of my cock had extended out with it, connected to the middle of my dick, creating a two layer appearance.
BANG BANG BANG. “Jake! You in there” asks my uncle.
I take my dick out of my mouth, “Yeah, just dropping a duce.”
“Ok, I’ll use the other bathroom then.”
I let out a sigh, wait a minute, then resume my attentions. After a while I feel myself about ready to cum, so I quickly stand up, still sucking and massaging, and then grab the wad of toilet paper.
It’s all I can do to keep from yelling as an explosion of cum streams out and hits the toilet paper. The stream keeps going for a few seconds, running off the toilet paper and into the open toilet, then a second wave hits and fresh gust of cum fills the toilet. The toilet paper had been woefully inadequate for the amount of cum, but luckily I had held the wad over the toilet. I then get into the shower, after flushing what had seemed like a cup of cum down the toilet, and clean myself up including my new horse cock, which slowly retreats back into it’s sheath.
Skipping breakfast,(I’m not hungry anyway), I head out to work. My new penis and balls, even though my penis has mostly retreated into my body and sheath, has made a large bulge, and since it’s anatomy forces it to aim upwards it appears that I have a hard on, so I had to un-tuck my shirt and fill my pockets with junk. I get to the local grocery store alright, and clock in for a long shift of selling and bagging groceries. I was doing fine until I started thinking about last night and this morning in the bathroom, and I start to get a boner.
Oh no, I think, but my situation only makes me harder. I try to think about other things, but the presence of my new horse cock pressing up against my skin counteracts all my efforts. My dick, because it’s a horses dick, lays flat against my belly, and reaches higher up than my human one, so it's already past past my buckle as it is. The problem is, however, as it grows in size is starts to arch out, so I take the red tape that we use for marking items outside of the bags, pull out a long strip, and tape my penis to my chest. I repeat this two more times, and to anyone watching it only looks like I’m putting tape up my shirt and on my chest. I lean forward a little too, to help disguise any bulge.
Uh oh, I think, running out of shirt. And I really am. As my new huge penis is enlarging, its now working its way up my collar, and showing no sign of stopping. I turn off my light, indicating line closed, bag up the little old lady in line faster than I ever have bagged before, then I race off to the bathrooms. Just as I close the stall, my penis pokes out of the collar and keeps going, still not completely rigid.
Dam, I don’t remember it being this big before. Could it still be growing It finally levels off at about three feet, and is now just above my head.
“I can help you with that.” Says a woman’s voice from outside my stall, and the stall door opens. Standing there is Jessica, a fellow employee that I’ve always thought was hot. “I had heard some things, but nothing like that,” she says, motioning to my swaying dick, obviously very turned on by it.
“This is the men’s room, besides, what if someone comes in”
“Don’t worry, I told the manager that you looked like you had the flu, and I’m here to make sure you’re ok, but maybe not here I won’t tell anyone about it if you come to my house, we can tell Tom that I’m driving you home. I need to have that cock in me.”
“Sure.” I agree, eager. “But I need to get rid of this boner.”
“Just think non-sexy thoughts, and hurry up please.”
“Easy for you to say,” but I concentrate anyway, and after a minute my penis has shrunken enough to be hidden again when I bend over a little.
At her house, her mom and dad are obviously away.
“Yeah, they’re at work, and neither will be back for at least five more hours.” She says when I ask. “Now let's see that cock!” and she pulls my shirt off, and I step out of my pants. My cock has withered a little from the ride, but is still out of its sheath. I notice that my balls too have become substantially larger.
“Omigod, it’s just like a horse’s.”
“Yeah, tell me about it.” I reply, but am cut short as she grabs it and puts it in her mouth. She has obviously done this before, if not for this large a cock, and I’m back to full mast once more. I have to lay down for her to keep at it, and right before she stops she sucks my dick into her mouth, taking me deep down into her throat.
“Now me,” she orders, “but don’t let me cum, not yet.” I get down and start teasing her cunt. I find that it’s already hot, the lips have puffed up and spread apart slightly, and a small dribble of cum is leaking out. I tease her a little at first, flicking my tongue across her folds, then go for gold, digging out her clit from beneath her hood, and swirling my tongue around it. Immediately her back arches, pressing her snatch into my face, and she cries out from the sudden over stimulation of her little love button.
“If you liked that, you’d love this.” I say, in between sliding my tongue up and down her slit and licking her clit. I begin multitasking while still keeping at her clit, with her jerking and rubbing her nipples, and I slip a finger into her vagina, then two fingers. Dam, she’s tighter than a virgin, I think, but am still able to spread my two fingers apart inside her, straining my hand with the tension, and begin steadily massaging the wall of her vagina that’s right against her belly, pressing and rubbing against the lesser know bump that is the g-spot. She screams in pleasure, unable to contain herself, and thrusts her pelvis in the air with a humping motion, trying to trigger the overwhelming need to cum, and cum hard, but right then I stop, leaving her writhing on her mattress in a frightening amount of frustration.
She reaches up and grabs me forcibly by the shoulders, digging her nails into me, and pulls me on top of her, my mammoth cock pressing against her hot skin and in between her breasts.
“Why! Why’d you stop!!!” but she doesn’t wait for an answer, rolling me onto my side, and scooting up to position herself on top of my dick.

“FUCK ME!!!” she cries, shaking with the need to cum and lack of stimulus. She slides up the matress and aims the head of my dick at her opening.
I comply, and apply force, pressing my huge head up against her slick pussy lips. At first it doesn’t seem that I’ll fit inside, but after a bit more force her lips part, and I’m in about an inch. We join hands, and pull ourselves together, slowly inch by inch burying my member into her incredibly tight pussy, until nearly thirteen inches are inside her.
“I want it all.” She says, pushing hard against me. So I pull out a few inches, then ram back in, planting deeper inside her and making her writhe. She lets go of my hands, and I pull back again to slam another inch into her, and now I finally hit a wall, her cervix.
“Deeper Jake! Come on!” I oblige, and pull back a full six inches, then slam into her cervix. She clenchs on my dick and squirms, I’m now close enough to hold her beautiful breasts, and I lean in to hug them. Once more I pull back and hit her cervix, and now I feel it start to give way. It’s starting to open, and I quickly draw back again and slam into it again and again. The third times the charm, and just like her pussy, her cervix spreads wide and I slide all the way in and bottom out in her cervix, though I haven’t reached the bottom of my dick. Jessica orgasms, screaming in pleasure and pain, and squeezes my penis like nothing ever has before. After she releases my dick, I begin pumping, the tight seal causing a large amount of friction, despite her wetness, and her belly inflates and deflates with each pump. I fuck like a wild animal, going faster and in longer pulls that I ever have before. In only a few minutes, I feel my balls begin to tighten when I feel her about to orgasm again, and in seconds she clamps onto me, right as my orgasm hits. My penis explodes with come, but can’t be pressed back because of the force with which Jessica is gripping me, and neither can the come go around my dick. Her already overinflated belly expands like a balloon, and I keep cumming, not twice, but three times.
“Oh, ohhhhhhhh.” She moans, rubbing her belly. She looks as if she swallowed a small mellon, and we lay there , still joined, until my dick slowly starts to shrink. When I pull it out, our cum runs out like a faucet, and onto the bed.
“That was incredible Jake, I haven’t been laid in weeks, and that was one hell of a lay. Thank you.”
“No, thank you. Just don’t tell anyone, this was between you and me.” Then I get out of bed, dress, and leave her house. When I get into my car, I feel like the whole interior may have shrunk, and I have to scoot the seat back all the way.
“Huh, I must be growing.”
I drive home, and spend the rest of the day watching TV and surfing the internet. When it’s near six, I call in work, and tell them that I won’t be able to work tomorrow, and possibly for the next week, and shortly after my uncle gets home and plops down in front of the television.
“Hey, Jake” he asks as I pass through the living room to the kitchen. “You growing a pony tail”
In a moment of panick and stupidity, I grab my ass to see if a tail had sprouted.
“No, ya idjit, I ment your hair. You high or something”
I reach up and feel the back of my neck, and discover a line of soft hair growing there, a mane. My uncle has mistaken it in the dark for a pony tail.
“Yeah, didn’t you notice” I respond. He just grunts, and I head back into the kitchen to eat, then remember the unicorns advice, and head back up to my room.
I wait in my room until I hear him head to bed, then wait a little longer until it’s almost completely dark out. Again I sneak out, and head to the same spot as last night. When I get there I find the fire already going, and the unicorn already waiting.
“How are you young one”
“I’m fine, and your milk is working too if you’re asking.” I take off my shirt and pants to show her the changes.
“This is very good, and a good sign that the changes started in your loins. Did you eat or drink today”
“Not really.”
“Then you must be hungry,” she says, eyes sparkling in a smile. “Please use the other nipple, it would comfort the pressure, and I would like to try and keep it somewhat even.” She presents her other side to me, and I walk up to her and again kneel. I find the nipple much more quickly, and immediately start suckling the thick, rich milk out, warm streams of it flowing down my throat. I drink for a much longer time, eager to fill my belly, and soon find that I can’t drink any more. With a stomach full of liquid, I again lie by the fire, sleepy from the large dinner of warm milk.
“You know, I never asked you your name,” I say, yawning.
“My name is Lenail. Now rest, and grow little one.” She nuzzles my cheek, and I slowly drift off to a dreamless sleep.

The next day I wake up with a start. I had forgotten to set my watch, so uncle must have noticed I had gone, but since this isn’t very unusual for me, I calm down quickly. I then realize I had neglected to put my cloths back on after showing the unicorn my body, and I look down at myself with a start and stand up. Coarse dark brown fur has grown over all of my body, and my muscle definition has increased greatly. I get up, and find that my hearing has improved, and my sight seems more spread out than before. Feeling a light brush on my legs, I look behind me and see a black horses tail swishing. Feeling my head, my face feels normal, but the hair on the top of my head has shortened, with exception to a mane of hair running along the back of my head and my neck. Also I feel that my ears have migrated to the top of my head, and are now the ears of a horse.. I walk over to a pool of water, and as luck would have it there isn’t any breeze to ripple the puddle. My face is indeed the same, though covered in brown hair and a little bit wider. My mane is also black, to match my tail.
I walk over to my pile of cloths, and find that they don’t fit anymore. The size is wrong, my muscles, limbs, chest, and everything are now thicker and bigger, and also a little off in the dimensions. I’m too tall, my arms are too long, and my chest too wide.
That magic stuff sure was busy while I was asleep. I think. I can’t go back home. Uncle will probably send out a search party, but mostly he’ll be relieved to be free of me.
I decide to go and try to find where the unicorn is staying, and start off into the woods. Everything feels different, the way things sound and look, the smells, the feel of the breeze. I feel free. Even walking feels different, as if my bones had changed shape slightly, which they probably had. I know of a nice little clearing a little ways away that I like to go to as well, so that I can watch the rabbits, and head there. After a quick jog over, I find the clearing, but no unicorn. I walk out into the middle, and sit down in the tall grass. A rabbit comes out of a hole right next to me, and hops past me as if I wasn’t there, or maybe it knew that I wasn’t a threat somehow. A sound, a snort, comes from my right, and my ears angle toward it automatically.
“Is that you Lenail You know, you’re not very quite.”
“I’m quite when I want to be. I’m simply announcing my presence so that I won’t startle you. Why aren’t you at your home”
“Because I can’t go back if I look like this. It was going to happen eventually you know, and if I had gone back today, I would be in a metal room with scientists looking all over me right now.”
“Then it is good that you didn’t go back. Would you like to follow me to where we’ll be staying nowIt’s a farm quite a ways away, and the people there have been secretly housing unicorns for generations. It’s sort of a hotel, if you will, and you can stay as long as you like when we get there. It’ll take several days though.”
“Then we should get started.”
As we are walking, the unicorn pointing the way, she startles me by asking, “Who was that girl you slept with yesterday” I choke.
“How did you know”
“I could smell it on you of course. It’s not a bad thing at all, if you think I’m mad. I think that it’s very good that you had sex with a human one last time before you became entirely a unicorn. You may even do it again, if you're lucky, but probably not in the near future, as you must impregnate all of the unicorns first.”
“I have a question, if male unicorns look like regular horses, then how do you know that there are no more male unicorns”

“That’s a very good question little one. Male unicorns do greatly resemble horses, but there are a few things that set them apart. One, they generally are very strong, fast, and agile by horse standards, are a little more elegant, almost with an elvish quality to them, they are incapable of impregnating a horse, are capable of impregnating a unicorn, and they can talk, but the easiest and most effective way to tell is the way they smell. You can just smell it, at least if you’re a female unicorn that is.”
“Oh, do I smell like a male unicorn then”
“Yes, very much so.”
After about four hours of walking, with short periods of rest every hour, I feel a gurgle in my stomach.
“I’m hungry, can we stop”
“Of course.”
We stop, and while I drink more of her milk, filling my belly like a balloon, she eats the grass, flowers, and plants nearby.
“You’re getting much bigger, you nearly emptied me on the left side.”
“I think I might vomit if I walk with a full belly like this. I’m getting sleepy again, could we just stop for a quick nap Warm milk makes me so tired.”
“Yes, I could use the time to eat. Sweet dreams little one.”
I wake up and try to stand up again. I find that I can’t, and fall down onto my hands. Looking down, I see that hooves have replaced my hands, and that my entire bone-structure had shifted as I slept. My face feels elongated, and I can see in a nearly 350 degree radius. However, next to Lenail, I’m still very small and weak.
“How long was I out!” I say in garbled English.
“Only about eight hours, you’re growth is accelerating, but you still need to put on a lot of weight. Can you walk” I nod standing up on all fours. Surprisingly it’s easier than I expected, my head is level, my arms have elongated, and all my joints have rearranged, especially my hind legs, which have switched direction at the knee.
“Let’s get going young one, or we’ll never make it to the farm.”

We travel far faster with me on all fours, even though I’m still humanish in appearance, with Lenail’s glow lighting the way in the dark. My endurance has increased, I’m faster, stronger, and it felt like my lungs are huge. We ran for another seven hours, with many breaks, and made a lot of progress, but for all my new strength it was clear that Lenail was waiting for me, leading me like a bumbling child, not even breathing hard. At last we stop for the night, though dawn is breaking.
“I must rest, I’m very sleepy child.” She says to me, stopping near a road, the first we’ve come across ever since going into the woods last morning.
“If you’re hungry, drink now. I’m going to lie down.”
I nuzzle up to her nipple, unable to answer her now because my vocal cords have changed. My elongated face is much more adapt at reaching the nipple, and I quickly drain it. It felt like it held a gallon. Still, however, I’m not full, and I move to the other. I become pleasantly full of milk before she runs out, and we both lay down in the grass under a tree together.
I awake to Lenail nudging me with a hoof. I get off the ground, heavily, and I feel a lot bigger. Standing straight up, I realize I’m almost as big as Lenail, and my footing feels much surer.
“You are starting to look the part, little one. We will need to cross this road, and then it’s only a half day’s journey to the farm.” I only nod back at her. “What is it” she asks, sounding worried. “Why don’t you talk”
“I don’t know how to,” I think.
“Yes you do, you just did.”
“You mean you heard that My thoughts”
“Yes, but I’ll only hear the thoughts you want me to hear. If you ever want to talk to humans, however, then prepare to be disappointed, most humans won’t be able to hear you. That’s what makes you so special, and part of what makes this family we’re about to meet so special.”
“Ok…What’s that smell”
Lenail sniffs. “Thunder. Let’s hurry.”
We reach the road, and gallop across. We’re now in a cornfield, and sprint the last leg of out journey. In about eight hours, I see a collection of building on the horizon, but just then the rain hits like waves of buckets, and we stop beneath a small collection of trees, just off the edge of another field. It’s the afternoon, and very hot and humid, even with the rain. Both of us are sweating and dripping wet, and Lenail stops next to a small creek and drinks from it. Realizing my own thirst, I join her, and bow my head to drink, but Lenail gently blocks me with her head.
“Oh, sorry, forgot. May I have some milk”
“Would I say no” she answers, laughing.
I need to once more kneel to reach her nipple I’ve grown so much, and I drain the first one after a few minutes of guzzling. She seems to have even more milk than before, but I too have more room in my stomach. Pulling at her other nipple, I drain every last bit, with a little room to spare.
“Congratulations little one, the transformation is complete.” I stand up and realize that I’ve been taller than her for a while now, by several hands, and am definitely heavier.
“Race you there!” I say, and sprint off like the wind, hooves pounding the soft earth and sending mud into the air behind me. Amazingly, Lenail is able to keep up, being very nimble and light on her feet. She seems almost to glide across the ground, and I can see her at all times is my near 360 vision. After what seems like only a few minutes of running in the rain, a large farm house, a barn, and a two silos appear out of nowhere in front of us.
“Lets go see if they’re home, shall we” says Lenail.
We trot over to the door and Lenail nuzzles the doorbell. After a few moments footsteps arrive, and an ancient, chubby grandfather opens the door. He wipes the condensation from his glasses, then looks at us again.
“Darla! We’ve got a horse and a unicorn out here in the rain! Come help me dry them off and settle them in. Let me show you two to the stables.”
The old man walks over to a small stout building on the other side of the barn, and opens the door for us. We walk in, steam rising off our backs, and pad across the loose dirt and hay floor to the stalls. A teenage girl bursts in behind us.
“Grandpa! Where’s the unicorn What’s her name”
“Her name’s Lenail sweetie, if you remember her, but right now they need to be rubbed down, they’ve been running in the rain. I’m afraid we can’t cool you two down though,” he adds, addressing us. “Not enough room in the stable.”
“Actually, we’re both unicorns.” Corrects Lenail.
The old man walks up to me with a towel as if he didn’t hear nothing, but the teenager stops dead.
“Grandpa, Lenail just said that they’re both unicorns! A male unicorn!!! Where did you find him Lenail”
“Less talk, more rub.” Says the old man as he begins drying me off. “Quite the handsome young man you found though Lenail. He must be seventeen hands tall, and in very good condition.” After toweling us dry, they show us to separate stalls, put a hay bale in each and a bag of oats, and fill the troughs with water.
“Thank you.” We both say in unison.
“They said thanks grandpa, now can you tell us where you found him”
“I found him not far from here, but he was a young man only a few days ago. There were no more males in the world, I’m sure of that now, so he volunteered to become one.”
“No way! Can I become a unicorn too Pleeeease”
“I’m sorry, but this was a one time thing, and it had to be a male. I chose him. Besides, you’d miss being human, and you’d miss your family and talking to your grandpa.”
She looks at her feet, “I guess, but I still wana.” She turns to me. “What’s your name,” she asks me.
“Jake.” I answer.
“Nice to meet you Jake, my name’s Darla. Is there anything more you need”
“I wouldn’t know, I’m new to this frankly.” I reply.
“Nothing more, thank you both.” says Lenail.
“No problem, We’ll see you both in the morning, looks like we’re gonna have to sit this one out, hope there’s no tornado.”
“G’night you two,” says the grandpa, and he shuts the doors, closing off the driving rain.
“Do I really have to eat straw” I ask Lenail.
“It’s hay, and yes, you need to eat it. It’s good for you. You should get some solids into your system anyway, so eat up.” She herself takes a mouthful of hay, careful not to hit her horn on the wall, and begins chewing it. Sighing, I too take a bite of hay, and find it not at all bad tasting. I also take drinks of water every once in while between mouthfuls of hay.
“What’s that smell.” I say, nostrils flaring. “It smells good.”
“I don’t smell anything.” She answers, though she walks out of her stall and over to mine.
“I think it’s you,” I say. As she moves closer the smell gets stronger, and my penis pokes out of it’s sheath. “I think you’re in heat.”
“Ooo, that’s very good timing then. I wasn’t sure myself.” My cock is getting longer, and is now pointing at the ground, about a foot long. I can’t help but snort and stamp a hoof, the smell is very arousing.
She doesn’t even need to say anything, I back out and she turns around. Her vulva is opening and closing, dribbling liquid, and my dick becomes as hard as it’s going to get. I walk up to her, sniffing her opening, then probe my tongue into her vagina. My tongue is now quite long, and I dip it all the way into her, causing her to shudder, and her vagina opens up all the more. I then rear up, gently laying down on her back, and walk myself forward until the tip of my member is touching her vagina. I then arch into her, breaking right through her hymen. She whinies right as the thunder crashes, and in one more thrust I’m buried completely inside her, all three feet of me, my member buzzing in the steaming hot hole of her vagina.
“Are you alright I ask.” But I get no more out as her vagina starts contracting rhythmically on my dick, massaging it and pulling it deeper. I immediately start pumping, pulling nearly all the way out, then slamming back in, pulling at her vagina with tremendous force. Faster and faster I pump, stretching her with every powerful thrust and retreat, and slamming in to the hilt. I feel like an animal, thrusting in and out so powerfully and quickly. It seems to last forever, and at the same time all too quickly I feel myself about to cum, and my tennis ball sized balls clamp down. Her orgasm hits first though, and she clenches down impossibly hard on me, but I don’t stop thrusting until I cum like a fire hose, pressing the tip of my dick up against her cervix. I feel her uterus fill up, but before I'm done cumming a second wave hits, my body involuntarily shuddering, causing her to also spasm again as her sensitive genitals’ are becoming stretched by the pressure of my cum. Her clamping only serves to send wave three of cum crashing in, completely filling and stretching her uterus, and leaking past my penis. I thrust upwards one more time, again over stimulating out genitals, and we both come one last time, her squeezing and spazming vagina holding back all of our cum.

We stand there, me still on her back, and still hard inside of her. Oddly, I’m not exhausted like I should be, and without warning she clamps down on me again, sucking the lingering cum out of my dick, and with that I begin fucking her again, the pulling and pushing causing cum to squirt and fly from her full vagina. All the way in, then back out, all the way in, and back out of her deep, warm, tunnel of a vagina. She somehow stays stable on her feet the entire time. With one last thrust, pressing up against her cervix again, I empty my balls completely, cumming for a full ten seconds and expanding her uterus to well over twice it’s normal size, while at the same time her vagina spasms with astounding strength once more on my cock, pressing all of the cum out of it with enough force to keep me cumming for the full ten seconds, right up until I actually run out of cum, and the feeling of my balls completely empty sends a shockwave of oversensitive pleasure through my entire body, making me shiver.
She walks away from me, sliding my cock out to let it hand, steaming hot. To my surprise, only a slight dribble of our cum leaks out of her vagina.
“I think your cum is trapped inside my uterus Jason.” Says Lenail. “You must have forced it open, and now it’s clamped shut.”
“All the better I think, there’s no way that that didn’t get you pregnant.”
“We’ll have to make sure though, Jake. Every night that I’m in heat.”
“I wouldn’t have it any other way.” I reply. “Still, I thought that you said there would be other unicorns.”
“In time, young one. I’ll send for them tomorrow. For now, I want you to focus on me, then you may impregnate the others.”
I yawn. “You were very good, thank you, it was an amazing experience. And thank you for turning me into a unicorn.”
“No, thank you. I enjoyed it more than I could ever have imagined. Now let us rest for tomorrow young one.”

Bait and Switch Ch. 09

I knew where I was as soon as the blue light penetrated my eyelids. My eyes flew open, but I was disappointed to see I was the only person in the room. The white light doused me then, and I could feel the energy leaking from me, as it built up my body.

"Lela?" I called out, but there was no answer. In silence I waited for the light to finish its work, and then I was back in my own bed. Worried that she was still upset with me, I didn't get much sleep. I was too guilt ridden.

Robin was in the bathroom when I got up, so I went ahead and ate, while I waited. She took a little longer than Shanna had yesterday, but I didn't mind too much. Dennis came out of the bathroom with her, and I understood what had taken them so long.

I quickly showered and shaved, and then decided to walk to campus. The sun was up, but the air was crisp, my breath misting thickly from me as I walked.

My phone rang, and I saw it was Gina, from the Caller ID.

"Nick?" Her voice sounded quiet on the other end. "I think that person is back. Can you come over and check?"

I was already most of the way to campus, and really didn't want to turn back around to get my car. "I'm sure it's nothing. Just jump in your car, and drive here. I'm sure you'll be fine," I tried to reassure her.

"Okay. See you in class?" She still sounded unsure, but I was glad I wouldn't need to walk all the way back, and get my car. My first class had a final today, and I didn't want to be late for it.

"I can't wait," I told her. But I could wait. After what had happened with Prof. Frankens last night, and then having both Gina and Shanna in the same class... Well, let's just say that if I didn't have a final, I would be ditching it again.

The morning veritably flew by, my finals were easy, and I was usually one of the first ones done. I saw Robbie talking with Nicole, and knew I didn't need to tell him about her. He actually went so far as to give me a smile and a nod when he saw me, though Nicole only gave me a disgusted look before saying something that made Robbie laugh.

I didn't have a class after lunch, having taken the final on Tuesday, so closeted myself in the library, and tried to come up with ideas on how to defeat the demons. From experience, I knew I could affect groups, but it was harder on me than making switches one at a time. And the thought of trying to affect an entire fleet of the red beasts... That would kill me, and I would never get the opportunity to even move the switch, once I made it. Was there something I could do to a few that would affect the rest?

Maybe if they mated like Lela's race did, I could put all of the females in heat. The males would go wild with lust, and the females would have to mate, lest they die, meanwhile the human race could fall upon them, and defeat them...

There were too many problems with that, though. While affecting only the females would reduce the strain on me, it would still be too much. I would also need to notify the government about the aliens, and I didn't feel like being locked up in a loony bin. And then, I am only going off of a guess that they MIGHT be like Lela, which wasn't a good start. Lela's entire species was herbivores, while the demons were pure carnivores. Their food preference didn't really mean anything, though. It wasn't likely to work, but for now it was something.

No further plan occurred to me by the time I had to get to Prof. Frankens class, and I reluctantly turned my feet in that direction.

Shanna greeted me just outside the door, with a smile on her face, and her long lashes batting at me.

"Are you ready for this? I stayed up half the night studying, but I know there will be something I forgot to look up on this final." She seemed fidgety as she spoke all in a rush.

"Relax. I have no doubt you'll do fine," I tried to reassure her, but she wasn't having it.

"Well, we can't all be as smart as you, Nick. I'll bet you played games all night, instead of studying."

"I studied," I told her defensively. I had listened to Robin's loud cries, and Dennis's grunts more, but I HAD tried to study.

Shanna sat right next to me, and I looked around for Gina, but she was nowhere to be seen.

Prof. Frankens had us separate some, putting at least one empty seat between each student, before handing out the tests, one by one. She informed us that there were four different test versions, but when she handed me the question booklet from the bottom of her stack, I saw that the answers had already been marked, and then poorly erased. Donna smiled at me, before walking on, handing out other tests. I noticed a few of the other men in class giving me jealous glares, but luckily Shanna was already going over her test, and hadn't noticed.

I still didn't see Gina.

I started answering the questions, at first verifying the circled answer was the correct one, but after the first twenty were accurate, I just started copying the book. Every now and then I answered one intentionally wrong; there was no reason to make my cheating obvious, even if Donna had handed me this book on purpose.

About halfway through, Gina still hadn't shown up. She had said she would see me in class, didn't she? Was there really someone there this morning, and did they do something to her?

I started to rush through the test, worried about the blonde woman. I could call her as soon as I got out of this test.

Sweat was actually beading on my brow, as I walked up and handed the test to Prof. Frankens. She smiled at me again, and I thought she was about to say more, but looked at the class behind me, and just said, "Thank you."

I tried to walk calmly out of class, though I knew my steps were still fast. As soon as the door closed behind me, I pulled out my phone, and called Gina.

One ring... Two rings... After the fourth ring, it went to voicemail. I hung up and tried again, but with the same result. I decided to leave a message this time. "Gina. Just worried about you. Gimma a call when you get this. Bye."

That had been my last class, but I would have skipped any others as I started to walk briskly home. My heart was thudding in my chest as I walked, and despite the cold, I was sweating as I rushed to get to my car.

I only had the faintest warning, before pain exploded in the back of my head, and blackness swallowed the snow-white world around me.

* * *

Pain was the first thing I became aware of. The back of my head hurt almost as bad as the second day with my ability.

A soft sobbing was the second thing to penetrate the haze that seemed to fill my mind.

Looking up to find the source of the crying, informed me that I was tied up, and naked.

Gina lay hunched on the floor about ten feet in front of me, her hands tied to another post, and just as naked as I was. Bruises and cuts covered her body, all of them fresh.

"So, you finally wake up," a cold voice said from a shadow. I looked in the direction of the voice, groaning at the pain it caused in my skull. The voice laughed, and only then did I recognize it.

"Derek," I said, the name hissing through my teeth. I fought feebly against my bonds, but they were rope, and I knew my ability couldn't affect them.

Gina moaned piteously in her corner, and I felt my rage increase, some of it directed inward. I had assumed that Derek's attack would come at me. I didn't think he would attack someone else to hurt me.

"What do you want from us?"

"Us? I don't want anything from her, it's you I want to make pay. She is just an innocent, caught in your evil ways."

For a second I debated on flipping his 'sleep' switch, but that would still leave us both tied up. Somehow I had to convince him to untie us. And in order to do that, I had to keep him talking. I didn't think a 'guilt' switch would work in him, like it had in Gina the last time I'd been tied up.

"My evil ways? What are you talking about?"

Derek stepped out of the shadows, and into the dim light, wearing nothing but a wicked smile. His dick was hard between his legs, and it wobbled as he walked towards Gina.

"Why, it was a good thing I arrived when I did. Unfortunately I was too late to stop you from raping and killing poor Gina, but at least I got here in time to do you in."

Gina cringed as Derek approached her, and I spit in his direction. I noticed he had a condom on, as he bent over, grabbed Gina's ass, and lifted it up. She struggled against him, till he smacked her hard, and then she sobbed, but didn't fight any more. I knew this wasn't the first time he'd raped her today, and that this time it was just for my benefit.

I couldn't stand it. Even if it meant staying tied up, I couldn't let him hurt her again. I flipped his 'sleep' switch, and cried out in pain, as nothing happened.

Derek mistook my cry of agony for one of anguish, and laughed as he shoved himself into the bound woman from behind. Gina cried out in pain, which just made Derek smile wider.

I tried again to put him to sleep, but the pain in my head was too intense, and I couldn't work through it. I slumped in my bonds, trying to drive the pain away.

"No!" Derek screamed. "No, you will watch this." I heard him approach me, and looked up in time to see him grab a broom handle and crack it against my ribs. I felt my ribs break, and breathing became a chore. Spider webs of pure torture blossomed from the point where he'd struck me. My scream echoed around the small room well after I ran out of breath. "Watch it and weep, or I'll hit you again. You don't have to watch long. She is pretty loose, but as soon as I'm done, I'll put you both out of your misery."

"You won't get away with this," I wheezed, having a hard time getting enough air.

"Won't I? What is there to get away with? I heard some odd noises from outside as I was walking by, and I came in to find you strangling Gina as you raped her. I beat you with this stick, and apparently went too far, and killed you. I'll even call the cops, and sob at the evil I saw in here." Derek cackled, and I knew I needed to stop him somehow.

If only my switches worked. If my head didn't hurt so badly, I was sure I could do what needed to be done, but there was no chance of that now.

Derek walked back over to Gina, and flipped her to her back, before thrusting back into her. Her tits bounced obscenely as the bastard plowed in and out of her. He gave me a big smile as his hands wrapped around her neck, and I could see her eyes bulge as he started to strangle her.

"You pansy assed bitch!" I cried, hoping to distract him, but he ignored the insult, grinning at me while he choked the life out of Gina. I could no longer hear her sobs, as they were also cut off. I could see the stark terror in her eyes as she looked at me, pleading for me to do something.

I knew she wanted me to use my ability, but I couldn't. It just wasn't working right now. "I can't," I sobbed, as I watched her dying. My head hurt too much. Maybe if Lela were here to heal me, I could use them, but she wasn't.

Wait, wasn't she always watching me?

"Lela!" I yelled, ignoring the pain in my chest and head at the effort. "Help me."

Gina's eyes slowly closed, as her struggles weakened. In desperation, I fought against my bonds, needing to get out, to run to her and save her.

Gina's eyes closed, and her limbs went limp.

There was a quick flash of light, and I saw Derek look away from me.

"What the fuck?" His hands loosened around Gina's neck, but I feared it was too late. She lay unmoving, as Derek stood up, and grabbed his broom handle again.

A familiar greenish-yellow light surrounded me, and I didn't waste any time. The broom handle was flying hard and fast at my head, a blow that likely would knock me unconscious, if not worse, when I hit his 'paralyze' switch. The broom stopped centimeters from my temple.

I could feel my body tingling, as it repaired itself under the healing light. My ribs knit back together, and the throbbing in my head lessened till it was gone. I felt the ropes holding me to the post loosen, and then fall, but my eyes were locked on Derek.

I could see fear in his beady little eyes, and his lips quivered as I walked up to him. I glared at the bully, and would have laughed at the drool that was leaking from his mouth, if I weren't still filled with rage. Death would be too good for him, and I didn't think I could kill another human, even in my anger.

The healing light was still on me, and I drew all the strength I could for this switch. Just forming it created an immediate headache behind my eyes, but the light soon relieved me of it. Pushing it was another matter. Even the light couldn't keep the mental pain at bay, but my outrage fuelled me, and slowly I felt it move.

Derek's eyes grew large, as what I'd done started to take effect. A pitiable wine escaped his throat, and I wondered if he was in pain. I truly hoped so.

I then ran to Gina, and felt at her neck for a pulse. It was weak, but it was there. Then and only then, did I breathe a sigh of relief, and look up to Lela, who was now looking at the nude form of Derek. She was in her light-suit, and in the dim room, it looked particularly odd. I wondered what Derek must have been thinking as he stared at the pink alien.

"Can you heal her?" I asked Lela.

Lela's hands moved before her for a moment, and the light shifted to cover me and Gina. I watched, still slightly amazed at what this light could do, as Gina's bruises turned yellow, and then faded away completely. The few cuts sealed themselves. The only evidence left that she had been hurt at all was the crusted blood that spotted her smooth skin here and there.

"Thank you," I said as the light vanished, but Lela was gone.

I found our clothes in a pile, near where Derek had come out of the shadows, and quickly dressed Gina first. I had a hard time getting her undergarments on, having had a lot more practice getting them off, but soon she was fully covered. I dressed myself, before standing in front of the motionless statue that was Derek.

He was still whining as I examined his body. His chest had grown some, his cock and balls shrunk, and even his hips had widened.

"You will regret today for the rest of your life. If I EVER see you again, I will do much worse than what you are suffering now." I looked him deep in the eyes, wanting to make sure he understood what I was about to tell him. "I hope you enjoy the rest of your life as a weak, mute, woman."

I easily made two more switches in Derek, or whatever her name would be after today; one to make her muscles always weak, and one sealing away her voice. I only hoped it would serve as punishment.

I carried Gina out the door, and saw her car parked outside. It wasn't until I had started the car, and was driving away, that I released Derek from his paralysis.

I used Gina's phone to call her mom, and let her know that Gina was alright and with me. Her mom seemed fine with everything, whether because she was content with anything I did, or because she had no idea what had happened to her daughter, I wasn't sure.

I had to carry Gina up to my apartment, but she felt light in my arms, and I knew my strength was still growing.

I tucked her into my bed, and watched her sleep peacefully for a bit, until I received a call from Shanna.

I hurried out of the room before answering it.

"Hey! You rushed out of class so fast, I didn't get to ask if you wanted to come over and play games tonight."

"I'd love to, but I have to work tonight. Rain check?" I tried to sound normal, and think I pulled it off. I didn't know what I was going to do with Gina, while I was working.

"Is something wrong? You've been avoiding me lately..." Uh-oh!

"I haven't been avoiding you," I protested, but could see how she would think that, after turning her away yesterday and now today. "I talked with you before class."

"Barely. Well, if you say you aren't I'll believe you. I'm probably just being emotional. You know how women get sometimes." And that's when it dawned on me: it was that time of the month for Shanna. No wonder she didn't try to have sex with me the other night, and why she'd kicked me out of my room before she got in bed. It wasn't that she was being shy, but hiding what she was going through. Part of me thought it was cute.

"I'll tell you what; do you work tomorrow?" I hoped she didn't.

"No, I have it off. Do you?"

"No, I have it off too. How about we celebrate the beginning of the holiday break, with a marathon gaming session. I'll even let you win a few this time." Truth be told, she might be a better gamer than me, but I needed to tease a little. If only to wash away today's events from my mind.

"Oh-ho! You're on. I'll trash your ass three ways from Sunday. You better bring your A-game, mister." I laughed and told her I would, before getting off the phone.

"Was that Shanna?" The voice right behind me sent my heart into my throat, as I felt like I jumped to the roof, thoroughly startled.

"Um, yeah," I told Gina, embarrassed, turning to face her. Her hair was a mess, and there was a wild look in her hazel eyes. Before I could think or say anything else, I was suddenly gripped by a powerful hug, while she sobbed into my shoulder.

"Thank you, Nick. Thank you, thank you, thank you..." She continued to thank me, and soak my shoulder, as I held her in my arms, thoroughly confused.

Dennis walked in, and wanted to know if we needed to be alone, but Gina pulled away then. "No, you're fine," and then she tugged me into my room.

She closed the door behind her, and kept hold of my hand, while her eyes examined me. "I know you saved me, but why did you wait so long?"

I still didn't feel comfortable talking about Lela, so I hedged a little on the truth. "When Derek hit my head, he must have done something with my ability. I had to recover from that, before I could use my switches."

"Oh, Nick! I was so scared, but I knew you would save me. What did you do with that... That..." She tensed up, and I pulled her head back to my shoulder, patting her back.

"SHE, will never be able to do that again, much less talk," I said.

"She?" Gina giggled slightly, and I thought it sounded great. "Do you really have to work tonight?"

"Yes, but you won't be alone. You can come with me and sit in the lobby, or I will see if Dennis will stay here with you. I think Robin will be here later, too." I knew there was no way Bradley would give me the night off. Not this close to the holidays, and not after he'd already refused to give me this week off to study, and with the economy the way it was, I didn't want to have to find another job. I was just glad he'd given me next week off, so I could see my family. I hated having to leave her, but I really had little choice.

"I don't want to be around a bunch of strangers. Do you promise to come back here when you get off?"

"I promise," I said as she pulled away from me, and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek.

She stayed in my room, watching me get dressed for work.

"You know Shanna has a crush on you, right?" Her question shocked me, and I didn't know how to answer. Finally she spoke up after a few seconds of silence. "I don't mind, really. We aren't official, or anything. I think she is actually kind of cute."

I really didn't know what to say to that either, so I just grunted noncommittally, and she laughed. I quickly finished getting dressed for work, and made sure Gina was alright staying here with Dennis and Robin for a few hours, until I got back.

"Just come back to me," she told me as I walked out the door.

Work went by agonizingly slowly, except for when Shanna showed up.

"Come to spy, and make sure I wasn't making up excuses, huh?" I asked, as I flipped over a steak on the grill.

"I believed you," she said so defensively, I knew she was lying.

"Wanna go back into the freezer, and relive some memories?" I teased, already knowing the answer.

"Is everything always about sex with you?"

Oops.

"Sorry, it's just been awhile, and as always, you look gorgeous." She smiled and gave me a peck on the lips, before letting me get back to work. It wasn't till she was gone, that I realized she didn't have the 'happy' switch. That had been Shannon.

As soon as I was done, I rushed right home.

"Is she okay?" Dennis asked me as soon as I walked in. "She is taking her third shower since you left."

Worried, I knocked on the bathroom door. "Gina?"

I didn't hear any response, but I wasn't sure if she could hear me above the shower. The door was locked, but my ability took care of that.

The mirror was fogged up, and steam was pouring from over and around the shower curtain.

"Gina?" I called again.

"How did you... Oh, right... Nevermind." She sounded far away and despondent.

I peaked around the curtain, and saw her furiously scrubbing her skin with soap. She saw me, but didn't cover up. "Do you have a loofah? I still feel dirty." Her skin looked raw and red, and I wondered how much she had been scrubbing it.

"Gina, stop. You're as clean as you're going to get. Give me the soap." I held out my hand to her, and she just looked me in the eyes for a bit, before finally handing it over.

"I know. I know it doesn't do any good. You read about these things, but then it happens to you, and it feels like he is under my skin. No matter how hard I scrub, I still feel filthy."

I nodded as she spoke, and grabbed the shower nozzle, rinsing off the soap. As soon as that was done, I turned off the water, and helped her out. She let me gently dry her, wrapping the towel around her before she hugged me again.

"Oh, Nick. I don't know what I'm going to do. I can still feel him inside me. I want to throw up!" I should never have left her here, I realized, but the mistake was already made, and I needed to take care of things as they were now. I had made a number of mistakes, but concentrating on those wouldn't fix the current problems.

I remembered making the memory switch in Gina, and quickly flipped it. She calmed down a bit, before pulling away, and looking up at me.

"Did you just do that? You made me forget something. I was just thinking about it, and suddenly... I don't remember. I can recall everything else, but that one thought is gone."

"You don't need to suffer," I whispered. "Let me help you."

She took another step away from me. "No, don't take everything away. It hurts, yes, but it happened. I don't want to forget that you saved me, nor what you saved me from." I couldn't help but admire her strength. Part of me suspected that whatever part I had already deleted was the worst, and she felt as though she could handle the rest.

"I won't take anything else away, unless you ask me to," I promised, and she hugged me again, the towel falling to the floor between us.

I felt her lips touch my neck, then my chin, as they worked their way up to my mouth. "Gina, are you sure you should be doing that?" I asked, not wanting her to stop, but also not wanting to cause her any further grief.

"There is still one place I haven't been able to scrub, and there is only one thing I can think of that will get all off it. I need you to wash away the last bit of him," she told me, and I knew she wasn't talking about her memory.

I picked her up, and carried her into my room. Robin gave a small laugh when she saw us, and I realized we probably looked a sight, me still in my work clothes, and her naked in my arms.

"You smell like meat," she told me as my bedroom door closed behind us.

"Do you want me to go shower first?"

"No, I like it. Just... Just love me tonight," her voice was breathy as I laid her on my bed, and then took off my shirt.

"Stop me at any time, if you need to," I told her earnestly. "I don't want to hurt you."

"I know. But hurry. I want to feel you in me. I want to feel all of you, all around me, and nothing else."

I nodded, as I dropped my pants to the floor, and kicked off my shoes.

She asked me to love her tonight, and while I refused to say the words untruthfully, I could perform the actions. I took her slender ankle in my hands, and brought her toes to my lips. She let out a gentle sigh, as I kissed each tow, running my tongue across the bottom of her digits.

I massaged her calves, as I kissed and nibbled the underside of her foot, tickling her arch with my teeth, and making her giggle. Then I switched to her other foot, and did the same. I could see that her labia were wet and swollen as I did this, and smiled at the serene look that was currently painted across her features.

I let my fingers gently glide up and down her smooth legs, lightly tickling as I set them on my shoulders and alternated kisses between them. Slowly I worked my way up her calves, under her knees, around her small thighs, gently kissing my way to her sex. By the time I finally reached it, her juices were dribbling down her ass crack, and making a puddle on my sheets.

I gave it a tender kiss, letting my hands trail up her flat abdomen, and around the swell of her ample breasts. I didn't touch her nipples, as I laid flat on my stomach, and lightly licked up her leaking fluids. Her hips jumped as my tongue barely touched her clit.

She grabbed my errant hands, and mashed them against her teats, moaning loudly as my tongue dove into her. "Thank you, Nick. Oh, I needed this. Thank you!" Her voice grew in volume, as my mouth did its work, bringing her to orgasm.

I broke away from her nether lips, and trailed soft kisses along her stomach, and sides. Kissing the undersides of her breasts, and then moving my head between her two mountains, I pressed them together, and licked my way up to the hollow at the base of her neck.

I felt my penis bump against her vulva, but made no move to enter her. Instead, I continued my kisses over her left shoulder, even kissing her armpit as I moved down her arm, to her elbow, and wrist. When I reached her hands, I kissed her palm, then along each finger, giving each tip a kiss, before returning to the palm, and kissing up the next digit.

She reached down between us, gripped my member, and moaned as she rubbed the head against her slit. Her hips hunched against me, wanting me inside her, but I wasn't ready yet.

Finished with her left hand, I brought my head around, brushing her lips lightly with my own, before dropping back down to her other shoulder. She moaned in frustration as she tried to capture my mouth, and tried again to get my head inside her, but to no avail. I wanted to wash her body with my kisses, before I entered her.

I gave her right arm and hand the same treatment as I'd given the left, and then propped myself up on my hands, as I looked down at her. Her hair was still wet, and I realized I would have to use another pillow tonight, but right then I just thought she was gorgeous. There was no mistaking the hunger and desire in her greenish-blue eyes.

I dropped my lips to hers, at the same time I moved my hips forward, getting half my cock in her, in one movement. Her mouth hungrily devoured mine, in a kiss that was equal parts love, lust, need, and desire.

Her hands gripped my ass, and helped me to set a slow and steady pace, gently sinking my length into her velvety folds. Derek had said she was loose, but she gripped me with a force that I almost feared would strangle my cock, if she weren't so wet.

Gina's hands went to my face, as she started to cum around my rod, pulling me deeper into our kiss, and we both moaned with pleasure. The sound of my voice increased her arousal, and she started to buck under me with earnest.

I pulled out of her, and rolled her over onto her stomach. I put my face back between her legs, and licked her juices up from her crack, running my tongue over her asshole. She jumped slightly when I did that, and moaned. I kissed both globes of her rear, and then gently up and around her back. She was moaning in earnest by the time I reached her neck.

"I want to feel you in my ass," she told me, twisting her head around to look at me.

"Did he—" I couldn't finish that sentence.

"No, he didn't. But I said I want to feel all of you, ALL over me. Please, Nick. I need this."

I nodded, giving her cheek a quick peck, before placing my phallus between her cheeks. It took me a moment to get the angle right, and a bit of pressure to get my head past her sphincter, but she gasped, as it broke through.

"Gawd, I needed this! I love how you feel inside me. Pussy, ass, mouth... Fuck me, Nick. Fuck me, and wash him away."

My cock was plenty slick from her juices, as was her crack from what had leaked out of her, but I took my time, slowly slipping my length into her colon. I slipped my hands under her chest, and felt her hard nipples between my fingers, as I got the last of my prick inside her.

"Fuck me." That one command was all I needed, as I pulled out, and slipped back into her. I hit a frenzied pace, and knew I was getting close.

Her sphincter suddenly gripped my rod, and it was too much. We came together, as I filled her bowels with my semen, and I collapsed onto her back, kissing the back of her neck as I unloaded. It felt like I loosed a gallon inside her, by the time my orgasm finally washed over me.

I rolled onto my back, breathing heavily, and my skin pebbled with sweat.

She placed her head on my chest, and cuddled up to my side. "I think a shower is in order," her soft voice broke the lethargy that was starting to creep over me, and I groaned. Gina laughed. "Not for me, though I probably need one now, too. You positively reek of sex and meat."

We showered together, and I gently washed her body, and she returned the favor. Dried once again, we stepped back into my room, accompanied by the unmistakable sounds of Robin and Dennis going at it.

Gina gave me a wink, before stating, "He watched us have sex, I think it is only fare we return the favor."

I smiled inwardly, and thought she was going to be okay after all, as she crept towards my roommate's door.

It was unlocked.

Gina cracked the door, and peaked inside, then turned to me, smiling. She opened the door the rest of the way, and slipped inside.

Shaking my head, I followed after the erstwhile blonde. Robin was on top of Dennis, his long cock shoved deep into her cunt, and one of her fake tits locked between his lips. We watched for a bit, till Gina indicated she was ready to go.

As soon as we were back in my room, Gina ravished me again, crying out in sweet release as the day's horrors were overlaid by my tender care.

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Roscrow's Entertainment

Author's Note: The thing about Roscrow is that he's been my mental lover since I was... 10? He had a different name, and a slightly different attitude, but the same body, black hair, black eyes, and was always overwhelmingly dominate in everything he did. In the past, he had no problem taking what he wanted, but as of late, his personality has changed to only taking if the chick wants it. He always makes sure they want it. If they say "no," then it kills his boner. Usually. Sre was an exception which is actually explained in the book. But anyways, this here is just a little something only for your eyes. It won't be in the book, which means only you folks are going to know about this. He's the sterotypical man whore who finds his "one" and changes his ways. But this here actually has a hint in the book so when you folks get to read the whole thing, you can all smile and feel so smug that you know exactly what happened. Also, if you click on my profile, you'll find another little surprise about Sre. *winkwink* Also, Roscrow's mine! *stuffs him in her mental closet* Is it obvious I was writing this story more or less with one hand? XD







Roscrow stood in the hall, finding a dark spot that he managed to tuck his lean, long frame into. He had his shoulder resting on the cool rock, arms crossed comfortably over his powerful chest. His black eyes were lidded, like a lazy panther waiting for his prey to walk by.

It was the middle of the day outside the mountain, so most of the trainees were out practicing with mock battles on dragonback. The hall was mostly empty. A few trainees had the day off for whatever reason, sick dragons, or injuries.

The door to the communal shower room for the females opened, a stream of steam pouring out into the hall, curling in the cool air before it disappiated.

The young trainee strode out, shaking her head, her short hair sticking up in wet spikes. She'd wrapped her towel tightly around her body so she could change in her room since it was too steamy in the shower room dispite all the fans and ventilation shafts. She walked barefoot down the corridor, not worried about getting dirty since the place was scrubbed spotless every day.

She gasped when she heard a rumble to her side, glancing over to where the sound had come, her neck having to crane up to stare into the glowing eyes. She immediately noticed his rank symbol on his dragonscale jerkin. Her hazel eyes flicked back up to his black glowing ones. The hungry predatory gaze made her shiver, and she couldn't hold her eyes up, opting to stare at the wall instead.

"C-Can I help you, Commander, sir?" she asked quietly, offering a half hearted salute.

"Perhaps." His voice was a rumble. He unfurled himself with a rustle, standing straight and taking the few steps that separated them slowly, like he was stalking her.

The trainee pressed herself up against the wall, suppressing a squeal. Roscrow leaned over her, resting his elbow against the wall above her head, allowing her no escape.

A smug smile tugged his lips when she was unable to meet his gaze. Exactly what he was looking for. "Do you have anything important to do today?" His voice was like dark silk.

He could tell the trainee was trying to think of something, any thing, to say to him. His eyes lazily peered down her lean body, covered in the towel, confidently roaming back up to her face. She couldn't think of any thing, really. She'd been hoping for a quiet day to do some reading while her dragon nursed its injured paw.

A small gasp escaped her when she felt the large, warm hand of the commander reach under her towel. His long, calloused finger ran along her slit, causing her breathing to quicken, her heart pounding in her chest.

Finally, she managed to gasp a "No, sir." It was nothing more than a breath.

She shivered when she heard the rumble in his chest, like a panther purring with truimph over a kill. "Are you sure about that?"

Her jaw clenched when she felt his finger again slide along her slit. She felt a heat in her face as her cheeks flushed brightly, realizing that she was already moist. The smugly confident expression on Roscrow's face made her wetter still. She didn't even understand why. She wanted to claw at his face, scream, and run away. She already had a love interest, a private who'd just graduated his training and was out on ballista duty. But the commander's overwhelming dominating presence left her knees too weak to run, her whole body tingling, her heart pounding.

Roscrow knew very well she was enjoying his touch. He could feel the wetness of her on his finger. It was even starting to run down her thigh. It was exactly how he liked it, a submissive woman turned on by his purely male dominance. Had she held his gaze when she was walking by, he wouldn't have bothered with her.

He stood straight, drawing away from her, but his eyes stayed on her, unblinking. "I do believe you were headed to your room," he purred.

With a shudder, she slipped by him, her head slightly hunched down, feeling his powerful presence behind her. She almost felt too weak to walk, ashamed of how slick her thighs were.

She jumped when she heard the door close behind her, felt his eyes bearing down on her.

"Take it off." His voice was a low growl, not allowing any disobiedence.

With a shudder, she slowly let the towel slip to the floor. She couldn't hold back a soft moan when she felt his fingertips run lightly up her spine. She gasped when his hand tightened around the back of her neck, spinning her around and wrenching her against his body, his lips on hers with a punishing, dominating kind of passion.

He could feel his blood burning, the pressure in his groin pulsing hotly, begging to be let out of his leather pants. He could feel her body melt into him, her hips pressing against him. He used that against her, his other hand running down her softer body, tweaking a nipple, drinking her moan, and further down, his fingers running over the hard little bud hidden in the folds of skin between her legs. Her thighs were slick, her hips grinding against his hand.

She let out a squeak when he slipped his finger into her hot opening, pulling up, forcing her onto her tip toes. His other hand still held the back of her neck firmly, not allowing her any way of escaping his lips.

She gasped for air when he broke the kiss at last, pulling his dragonscale jerkin over his head. His muscles twitched at feeling her slender hands touch his hard, hairless torso, tracing his powerful muscles, running up to his chest. She'd never felt such a body, such a build. She found herself wanting to see all of him. Her hands went down to his pants, tugging the belt loose and pulling at his zipper, his pants falling down to his ankles.

His eyes narrowed when she took his throbbing member into her hand. He certainly wasn't about to let her have her way. He snatched her wrists, taking a step and falling back onto the bed. She squealed quietly when he drew her down, making her stradle his lap. He twisted her arms behind her back, holding them there lightly so as to not cause pain.

She gasped, moaning deeply when she felt him at her opening, pulling her down further, slipping deep into her slick heat. He held both her wrists in one hand, the other wrapping around the back of her neck, drawing her to his lips again. She whimpered and moaned as he used his arm around her body to set the pace.

He then leaned back against the wall, thrusting his hips up with sharp, powerful movements, making her cry out, feeling the heat he created under her bellybutton spread through her whole body.

He drove into her, stabbing deeply, moving perfectly to force all the shameful, primal sounds out of her. He smiled to see her body writhe and grind over him, his thoughts wandering to someone else he had every intention of forcing the same sounds out of when he found her.

She panted and moaned and cried out, her body moving and writhing and squirming with every intense wave of esctasy that shuddered through her being. She could hear him grunt and growl everytime her walls constricted tightly around him, causing her to become even more aroused.

Pressure built in his lower region, his hips moving faster as he felt the throbbing grow more urgent. He sat up, his teeth sinking into her shoulder as he brought her down hard, feeling her shudder, letting out a deep moan. "Oh, commander...."

She could feel him pulse deep inside her, spurts of intense heat making her squirm and pant. He growled darkly, his body shuddering.

Feeling relieved, he took a moment to gain back his breath, letting her lean her head against his shoulder. She was exhausted, mumbling something as he carefully laid her back onto the bed. The only way he had known that one was hers were the clothing that had been laid out neatly at the foot of it.

He stood up, pulling his clothes on. He picked up all the clothes that had fallen on the floor and laid them neatly back on the bed. With that, he closed the door quietly behind him, striding down the hall, nodding casually to a small group of female trainees as they scurried down the hall behind him, giggling amongst each other once they'd past him. He heard one of them speak loudly right as he turned down the corridor and onto the walkway, "Wake up sleepy head!"

Elle's Revenge 3

Sorry for the gap I'll try to keeping posting new stuff

As it turned out Crystal’s belly was normal by the time Elle’s dad returned home and she was saved the embarrassment of explaining things. Elle was upset about this until she noticed how affectionate Crystal suddenly was to her husband. Seeing her father so happy placated Elle for a while but fucking Crystal and Darci had given the teen an appetite, no doubt enhanced by the alien lodging in her uterus. This had caused her to practically rape her step mom whenever she felt too horny. Elle always felt bad about this but it almost seemed Crystal liked it.

One day a strange thing happened as she arrived home to find her step-mom doing aerobics in a vain attempt to keep her figure as her body change to accommodate the coming brood. Elle once again felt arousal and suddenly ran to her room knowing she would rape Crystal if she stayed much longing watching her tight ass and swollen boobs shaking to the beat.

Elle closed the door of her room and prepared her equipment she knew the only ay to prevent attacking her step-mom again was to relieve the aliens, but first she had to make him emerge. Elle pulled down her jeans and panties and rapidly began fingering her still tight pussy. She thought of the cute guys at school she wanted to fuck trying to erase the image of her step-mom hoping the alien would not make her jack it off. No luck though Crystal would not leave her mind.

“Why so hesitant and modest Elle,” Peter’s voice said in her mind, “behold the body you helped sculpt, admire how much more feminine you made her overly toned form.”

Elle ignored the voice and continue trying to fight the images until a voice broke her concentration.

“My you are a tasty morsel Elle, aren’t you?” Crystal said as she walked in stripping off her few items of clothing. ‘I don’t know what your secret is, but…oh wait yes I do your little friend has done this hasn’t he? Well he’s done an excellent job Elle, you are a knock out the boys must be falling all over you no wonder Mrs. Malko is so worried about Darci, you must have knocked that little bitch right off her high horse!” Crytsal said with a smile then noticing where Elle’s hand was she smiled even wider.

“Ddddon’t come any closer…I don’t want to hurt you!” Elle said struggling against her urges.

“Hurt me? My dear step-daughter you can do nothing of the sort! In fact our little sessions are about the only reason I stay her any more you my dear are the best sex I’ve ever had, and if it means I have to carry that friend of your’s seed then so be it.” Crystal said as she moved on to the bed. “Now lay back my dear and tell mommy where it hurts.” Crystal said with a wicked smile.

Without waiting for Elle’s answer Crystal leapt between her step-daughter legs and began lapping away at her pussy with a will. Crystal was instantly in heaven and even as she felt her friend awaken she didn’t even try to stop it.

As the tip emerged from Elle’s soft fold Crystal immediately gave it a hard suck and lick.

“Come on little friend come to momma!” she cooed to it. Rise it did in a matter of seconds the full shaft stood proudly out of Elle’s body.

“My you are lucky Elle it must feel amazing to feel this thing cum out of you I can take all the sticks out, but you take all of him every time.”

Elle gave no response and barely heard her step-mother praising the large phallus, the pleasure it emergence had caused was too great. All she felt was Crystal’s warm wet depths descending upon the hard shaft. She opened her eyes to she the once hated Crystal riding her new appendage like there was no tomorrow this time she had done it willingly in fact this time she had seduced Elle!

Elle felt a surge of power radiate through as she realized the control over her step-mom she now had. Elle gather her new strength and pulling the pleasure ridden woman to her rolled them both over and began brutally fucking Crystal, her knowledge that the little slut enjoyed it and wanted it spurring her on more and more. She lost count of the times Crystal orgasmed as Elle pistoned the blue rod between her thighs. All she knew was the release she built towards and when she let the pleasure go nothing existed in that moment but the cum gushing from the rod. Her own climax coming with Peter’s and Crystal’s the three of there juices mixing between her and Crystal.

Invigorated by the process Elle got up as she felt peter receded back into her pussy. Once Elle had dressed she looked at the bed and smiled then she leaned down and kissed her near comatose step-mom.

“Same time tomorrow mother dearest?’ Elle said with a wicked smile. Crystal smiled and gave a nod before passing out. Elle left the room after all she had to babysit tonight and she wouldn’t want to be late of that.

Seeing the transformation in Crystal had given her ideas, after all Mrs. Hollis was just too busy for her own good. No good mother should neglect her darling children like that. Perhaps Elle would teach her a lesson tonight. Elle grabbed the bottle of wine off the counter it had been Crystal’s but she wouldn’t be in any fit state to drink it for some time. Then again, Elle smiled at the thought, neither would Mrs. Hollis after tonight if things went according to plan…

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.